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shesinshambles · 2 years ago

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Once again I have crawled out of my chronic pain cave to deliver you a short Christmassy, fluffy and smutty Mary Goore fic that nobody asked for. aAo3 here 18+ under the cut.

“It’s not going to fit, Mary! It’s too tall.”

“Ye of little faith!” Mary shouted, wielding a rusty handsaw he got from who knows where. “Just need to trim the stump off a bit babe, that’s all.” You quirked a skeptical brow their way as you opened the trunk of ornaments, keeping a close eye on Mary in the event you’d need to swoop in after he sawed off a few fingers. You’d rather avoid a visit to the er tonight. But in spite of the looming danger of your partner and a sharp blade, you’re finding the evening quite cozy. The light was low in your living room, the haze of snow passing over the streetlamps outside making everything softer, and rather contrarian to the ratty Santa hat that had definitely seen better days atop Mary’s head, there was metal music playing softly in the background.

It was something you never expected. But Mary Goore loved Christmas. Absolutely adored it in fact. And they had come barrelling into your tiny one-bedroom flat after a shift at the bar, hauling a massive spruce tree over their shoulder, grunting and wheezing. And no matter what he said, that tree wasn’t going to fit. It was at least nine feet tall. Mary fitted the stand onto the trimmed stump and began pushing the tree upright.

“Careful,”

“It’s fine, Doll,” Mary wheezed, shooting you a crooked smile. “See, just needed a trim.” You cringed as you looked up. The top of the tree was practically bent in half against the ceiling.

“Riiiight. I think it might need a full haircut then.” Mary furrowed their brow in question and following your line of sight, looked up to the top of the tree.

“Jesus Fuck!”

“Told you it wouldn’t fit,” you muttered under your breath, pulling out the boxes of string lights from the trunk and humming softly. You smiled to yourself as Mary grumbled and groaned, staring up at the top of the tree all sour-faced.

“What if I took off another inch?”

“You can’t,” you replied matter-of-factly. “Not from the stump at least. You won’t be able to get it in the stand.” Your partner deflated, shoulders sagging, and head hung low. And you couldn’t help but giggle. It was the beat-up Santa hat; it just added perfectly to the melancholy of the whole scene. Mary shot you a scowl as he stomped off to grab a foot stool and climb up to the top of the tree.

“Stupid, fuckin’ ceiling,” he muttered, sawing off a good foot from the top. You winced a little, watching as Mary’s teeth clenched in annoyance. “How does it look now?” The honest answer was that it looked like a big ol’ rectangle, taking up a solid quarter of the living room, but you just canted your head side to side and nodded.

“Well, we’ll be able to get the star on top now,” you offered, wrapping your arms around their waist and resting your chin on their shoulder as they hopped off the stool and cursed under their breath. “It’ll be okay Mare, once we get the ornaments and lights on.”

“Yeah,” he sighed, running a hand over his head and knocking the ratty hat off.

“Come on Goore, the tree’s not gonna decorate itself!” Mary grumbled an unintelligible response. “Good!” you kissed his cheek and skipped over to the trunk, unravelling the string lights. If Mary was going to be a bitter lemon the rest of the night you would have to lay the Christmas spirit on thick. “I’ll get the lights set up, why don’t you unbox the ornaments?” You heard a hefty and disgruntled sigh over your shoulder as Mary sulked over to the trunk.

“Sure, Doll.” You rolled your eyes. Sure, the tree looked a right mess, but when did it ever look perfect? At least this year Mary picked one that hadn’t fallen apart when they unfurled it. Really, it wasn’t that bad… You might run out of ornaments though.

You start weaving the lights into the prickly branches. You’d both found out in your first year living together that this was something only you should do, and that Mary ought to stay far away from; you smirk thinking about the tangled mess he’d created and how long it had taken you to unravel the lights. You work quietly for a little while and slowly you can hear Mary perking back up, humming to the background music as he unpacked the trunk and unwrapped some of the fancier ornaments the two of you have collected over the years. And then silence. The rustling of packing paper quiets and all that is left is the white noise of whatever band Mary put on. You think nothing of it but just as you bend down to plug the lights into the outlet you feel a pair of warm hands snake around your hips, and Mary pressing himself into your backside. You huff and bite your lip. Of course.

“Mare, you wanna start decorating?” You feel more than hear Mary hum against you as you straighten up, their hands roaming up to your waist, as they pull you flush against them.

“Orrrr, maybe not? I think there might be something I wanna do more right now?” Your roll your eyes.

“Nuh-uh Goore!” You tease, turning to shove him gently away. “You brought the tree home, you gotta decorate it.” Mary shoots you a toothy grin.

“All work and no play? Where’s your Christmas spirit babe?” He growls, sauntering over to you once more and you giggle as he pulls you against him and nibbles at your ear.

“Maryyyy,” you whine as Mary plants sloppy kisses down the column of your neck. “I’m serious, okay? Let’s finish decorating the tree. I don’t want this stuff to end up lying around.” Mary rolls their eyes, but they soften slightly as he looks down at you, and with a resigned huff, he presses his lips to yours in a chaste kiss,

“Alright Doll,” he murmurs, and for a split second you regret your decision as you watch Mary amble over to the ornaments laid out on the sofa, but no, if you don’t get this done tonight there is a high chance they sit there for another week. And you rather like having couch space. You take your Sunday afternoon naps there, after all. You follow them over to the couch and Mary hands you your favourite ornament. It’s the oldest of the bunch, given to you by your grandmother. It was made of colourful glass, rich purples, blues, and pinks, the front hollow, caving in to reveal a sparkling jagged silver that always caught the light perfectly. “Prettiest bulb for the prettiest girl,” Mary winks, and you roll your eyes, but you’re unable to fight the stupid grin that creeps up on your face and the butterflies fluttering in your gut. Years of dating and Mary still has you acting a fool.

You both fall into a quiet rhythm, working steadily to fill the tree. Occasionally, Mary steps back to point out any gaps where you need an ornament, or asks for your opinion on the tinsel situation. It’s always too much tinsel and you tell Mary to ease up a little. But all throughout their hands are on yours. Fingers lingering as they hand you ornaments, gently caressing your waist as they walk around you; and by the time you finish decorating you’re properly worked up and itching for them. Mary comes to stand behind you as you press the switch to turn on the lights, arms wrapping tightly around you and chin resting atop your head, both admiring your work.

“Not bad, babe,” Mary croons, kissing the crown of your head. And all things considered, it really isn’t that bad. It’s quite pretty actually. The glass bulbs reflect the twinkling lights, enveloping your tiny sitting room in a cozy, warm glow. You sigh softly, leaning back and pressing into Mary’s firm chest.

“It’s pretty.” He hums into your hair and you tilt your head back to look at him. “Hey,” you whisper.

“Hey to you too.” It’s silly but it still earns them a stupid grin. You twist around and wrap your arms around their neck. Mary quirks a brow at you but he has a shit eating grin planted on his lips and his eyes are glittering with lust. They knew exactly what they were doing. And you couldn’t care less.

“Merry Christmas, Mary.” Mary’s eyes soften and he runs circles into your hip with his thumb.

“Merry Christmas, babe,” he replies, and you get up on your tiptoes to give him a languid kiss. Mary returns it eagerly, their tongue running over your lower lip, slipping inside to explore your mouth. You sigh softly into the kiss and press yourself flush against them in hunger.

“Mary,” you keen, hardly audible in the quiet room, the record long having stopped.

“Yes?” He teases, kissing along your jaw, down your neck; you tilt your head back to give him more access to the column of your throat, and Mary does not disappoint, nibbling on your sensitive flesh, making you shiver in delight as a delicious heat pools in your gut. You let out a throaty moan as Mary sinks their teeth into the crook of your neck, not hard enough to draw blood, but it will certainly leave a mark.

“Please Mary” you moan. One arm holds you flush against them while the other roams down your hips, squeezes your backside, and comes round to the front, fingers slipping under the waistband of your pajama bottoms, teasing at the edge of your panties.

“What’s that? I think you need to be more specific, Doll.” Another nip to your throat. You’re practically canting your hips into their fingers now, how could you even be more obvious?

“Fuck me, Mary,” you sigh as Mary laps at the mark. And finally they acquiesce, fingers slipping into your underwear to run up and down your slit, spreading your slick over your swollen clit. You shiver and groan as Mary works you with slow tight circles, deft fingers pushing you closer to the edge with every swipe. You’ve been so worked up for the past half hour or so that it doesn’t take very long for Mary to have you dangling over the precipice, legs shaking from keeping yourself standing, panting with pleasure. Just as you feel yourself about to tumble over the crest, he pulls away, widening his circles or slipping a finger inside. You clench around their fingers hungrily, groaning in a mix of frustration and pleasure as they lick a stripe up the column of your throat to nibble at the sensitive flesh behind your ear. You whine in desperation as Mary pulls their fingers out of you.

“So fucking needy,” he hisses into your ear. “You want me so bad, don’t you baby?”

“Please Mary,” you keen again as he circles your clit, this time in earnest. The arm holding you against him tightens around your waist and finally Mary lets you cum, toes curling and legs going limp as you moan into the crook of their neck. Your head is swimming, limbs limp, completely malleable, and Mary tugs your pajama pants and underwear down in one, guiding you gently down to your knees. You shiver from the aftershocks and the cold of the floor beneath you as you tilt your hips back, resting on your forearms. You hear the distinct clanking of metal as Mary undoes their belt, and soon enough their hands are gripping onto your hips, digging into your supple flesh to pull you flush against him as he pushes himself inside of you in one steady thrust. Your breath punches out in a harsh puff as Mary sets a brutal pace, and throughout the room, all you can hear is flesh slapping against flesh, your desperate and delighted moans and their groans of pleasure. Your head is buzzing; Mary slams into your sweet spot with nearly every thrust, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body and you can’t help but cry out.

“Mary!” Mary’s breath comes in erratic bursts and you can hear him babbling incoherently, his thrusts becoming unsteady, faster.

“Fuck, baby,” They hiss into your ear, leaning over you. “You’re so fucking good. Sooo good.” Your arms shake from their shift in weight and with his final thrusts you collapse underneath him, clenching around them as they kick inside you, your cheek pressed against the floor and Mary slumped over top of you, restless hands roaming over your hips, your waist, down your arms. “Fuuuuck,” Mary groans as he collapses next to you on the floor. You lie there quietly, shivering with sweat-slicked skin as you both catch your breath.

You come down from your high first and before exhaustion kicks in you prop yourself up on your elbow and yank down your fuzzy throw on the couch, throwing it over yourself and Mary. Mary sighs, running a hand over his face and opening his arms in invitation. You smile softly and settle back down, tucking yourself into the crook of their arm, head resting on their chest as they rub soothing circles into your shoulder. You look up to Mary’s face, grinning at him, a warm fuzzy feeling filling your lungs. His green eyes shimmer with flecks of gold in the twinkling lights of the tree, and you bask in the warm glow, the fresh smell of spruce grounding you.

“While this is all very romantic,” you groan, shifting uncomfortably as your hip bone digs into the hardwood floor, “how’s about we at least crawl up on the couch?”

“Mmm,” Mary grumbles, burying their face into your hair.

“Mary..”

“Fiiiine,” they groan, and with an over-exaggerated grunt, Mary hoists himself up, offering his hands to help you up. You accept them gracefully, and you both stumble over to the sofa with the blanket. You sink down into the lumpy couch with a sigh, curling yourself up against Mary, finding a comfy home in the circle of their arms.

“I love you, Mary,” you murmur, pressing a gentle kiss to their cheek, and Mary smiles lazily at you, arm squeezing you a bit tighter as he kisses your hairline.

“Love you too, babe."

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cupoftaae · 2 years ago

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Forever And A Day (KTH x READER) series ♡ heartbeat (chapter 12)

Summary: your lifelong friend is forced to face his true feelings for you once he breaks the number one rule of becoming friends with benefits: dont fall in love. He knows he loves you, but you on the other hand need more convincing of the most important thing: the right decision.

Genre: fwb. Roommates, friends to idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, the whole 9 yards tbh.

Pairing: taehyung x female!reader

rating: 18+ (minors dni!!!)

word count- 6k

chapter warnings- smut lol, cockwarming, swearing, pregnancy talk, some angst, fluffy fluff, I think thats all?

a/n- Hey babes, I hope you like this chapter, and again Im sorry for absolutely SLACKING with the request drabbles, Ive had a bit of writers block and it took me a while to even finish this chapter, so just bear with me a lil- I love you so much! mwuah! sorry for any typos

-nini

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"hey little lady, you single?"

You rolled your eyes as you walked back out to the car from your apartment, "sorry im taken" you giggled at your boyfriend as he winked.

"what time is the appointment?" Taehyung mumbled as he checked the gps

"uh," you checked your phone, "12, so we have 15 mins to get there"

"hm" he smiled and began to drive once you were in and buckled. "I am really excited, actually"

"I am too, just a little nervous as well"

"how come?"

"it just feels all so real, especially after denying it for so long"

He carefully reached over and grasped your hand in his, voice low, "Y/N, remember what we talked about, it will all be ok, I just want you to enjoy this with me, its okay to let go and enjoy things"

"I know"you sigh softly, looking at the other cars on the road.

Once the two of you had actually arrived there, he quickly got out and went around to the side of the car, opening the door for you. "Thank you honey" you mumble, suddenly wishing you had not worn a sweater in the may heat.

He smiled and closed the car, locking it before taking your hand and walking in with you. He loved it so much, the idea of being here with you, being a father.

He had no idea how he went from trying to compete with kaito, to all of a sudden getting to have a child with you. Its crazy how life turns out, but he wouldnt trade it for anything, and the cute glances he gets from other people in the waiting room when you walk in only makes himself more prideful.

"Hello" you quietly speak, walking up to the front desk as taehyung stands behind you, hands on your hips. "appointment for Y/L/N, Y/F/N,?"

The lady working quickly types into the computer before smiling, "yup! Doctor Goe will be out to call for you in a few moments, please take a seat and fill these out" she hands you 2 clipboards with multiple questions written on them, along with a pen.

Taehyung leads you to a quiet seated space away from the other, older couples as you look over the paper work. "this is so awkward"

"why?" he smiled, peaking over your shoulder to see whats on there.

"its asking me if im sexually active, no shit" you whisper, making him laugh and immediately cover his mouth.

"shh" you giggle

"well maybe its like a virgin Mary type thing" he spoke, making you try not to laugh loudly. "you should check off no"

"stop, I cant, I have to be truthful" you begin to fill in the questions for a few moments, giggling and joking with tae before a nurse walked in and called for your name.

You followed her, bringing taehyung in behind you.

"Hello, Ms. Y/L/N, Doctor Goe will see you soon, but I just want to grab your vitals quickly, hop on the scale for me!"

You pouted a bit, handing your purse to tae as he leaned against a wall to give you privacy.

"ok...dont tell me the weight please" you whispered, the nurse nodding apologetically as you stood onto the scale.

"perfect, now lets go into the room so I can check you blood pressure and temp"

You and taehyung both sat as she did so, exchanging soft and silly glances once in a while. "okay, your doctor will be in momentarily"

You nod as she leaves, handing you a paper gown to put on.

"i hate these"

"its pink though!"

You giggle, "turn around"

"why?" taehyung pouted

"because I have to change!!"

"i have seen you naked before, you know that"

"thats different, corner. now."

He huffed and turned to look at the wall until you told him he could turn around.

"is it sexy or what?"

He smirked and folded your previous outfit into a pile on the chair, "you always look sexy"

"whatever" you sat up onto the bench when you heard your doctor walk in.

"hello Y/N, how are you?" she cheerfully spoke, setting her stuff down and looking over her charts.

"im good" you grew a bit nervous.

"who is this you brought with you?" she gestured to taehyung before opening her laptop.

"oh thats my boyfriend, taehyung" you smiled softly at him, his cute face blushing as he greeted her.

"Nice to meet you, and congratulations on your pregnancy, when you called me to set up an appointment I was so surprised"

"yeah, us too" you nodded, smiling.

"so today our goal is to get some labs done, do a little bloodwork, and then we will get you an ultrasound" she smirked, knowing that most parents are always excited to see their baby for the first time.

"sounds good to me"

She begins asking questions about your symptoms, before ordering a blood draw and urine test, which taehyung found funny for some reason.

"I really didnt have to go" you spoke afterwards, getting dressed again.

"so what did you do?" he snickered

"I had to concentrate and I didnt even fill the cup" you shrugged, throwing your sweater on before walking into the hall with him to head towards the ultrasound room.

Once you laid onto the bed, you began to feel excitement for the first time in a while, the nurse putting some cold gel onto your stomach, making you giggle a little as taehyung sat and held your hand tightly.

"so this is your first ever ultrasound?" the technician asked, smiling

"well no, ive had one before when I had a cyst or something, but this is my first pregnancy ultrasound, so obviously its under a bit better circumstances" you laugh, making tae kiss your knuckles softly.

She nodded, grabbing the probe and gently running it over your tummy as she watched the screen light up, "okay, okay" she smiled, waiting a moment to find what she wanted.

Taehyung kept his eyes down on you, hand holding yours as he felt his heart pickup with excitement, this really did solidify the situation.

The nurse offers a sweet smile, getting up to turn the screen towards the two of you, "are you ready to see baby?"

You feel your chest tighten a bit, but you nod and exchange a glance with taehyung, his expression matching yours: happiness and nervousness.

Once the screen was lit, you could have sword the world had stopped just for you.

There it was, the tiny little blob that was ever so slightly moving around. It was impossible not to tear up, especially for taehyung.

"oh..." he whispered, eyes stuck to the monitor as if he was in a trance, "thats our baby?"

"mhm" you finally look back at him to see small streaks of tears "Thats ours" you take a breath before the nurse spoke up

"want to hear the heartbeat?"

"yes! yes please!" he happily cut in, wiping his eyes and returning to squeeze your hand.

She nodded, turning the machine on so both of you heard a small but quick thump...thump...thump..

You closed your eyes blissfully, knowing that the babies presence was made, it was heard and it was there for everyone to see.

"princess..." taehyung pressed his forehead to yours, kissing the side of your face, "that is incredible"

"I know, baby" you smiled brightly as the nurse jotted some stuff down

"so the baby looks healthy, growing perfect, placement is good, and it looks about 2 months along, almost 3...so you are in the first trimester"

You nod as she begins to help wipe off the gel, sitting up a little.

"first trimester symptoms often occur as morning sickness, which doesnt mean just morning, it can be any time" she giggles softly as she reads her papers, "you may also have mood swings, sore breasts, food sensitivity, and fatigue"

"damn" you mumble, looking at tae as he listens to her, mentally jotting down everything she says.

"and have you been taking any prenatal vitamins? any medications?"

You shake yours head, "no I just found out I was pregnant this month"

"okay" she writes something down, "here is a list of recommended vitamins that I would get started on, good for baby and good for mom" she nods, "you guys can get situated and I am gonna grab the sonograms for you, how many would you like?"

You look at tae, "maybe 4? one for both of us, and the others for our families"

He nods "perfect, we will have just 4" he clarifies to the woman, as she goes to process them for you.

Taehyung moved your sweater to cover your stomach, helping you sit up before bringing you into a soft hug. "I love you....thank you"

You giggled quietly, hugging him back, "I love you too, but thanking me for what?"

"for this" he mumbled, pulling away to see your face, "going through this just for our baby, youre so strong"

You smiled gently, "not really anything has happened yet, the fun experience is when I start getting a giant ass stomach and swollen feet" you sarcastically spoke

"hey maybe you can get to use those mobility scooters in the grocery store now" he teased

You burst out laughing, shaking your head, "no!...im not doing that, I dont care if im on the verge of popping, I will be walking to the isles on feet"

He giggled and helped you stand to your feet now, "but for real...Im really excited about this" he looked at your intertwined fingers, "please let me know if you need anything, im here to support you, I dont care what the time or place is"

"taehyung youve already been so supportive, you are doing good, I promise" you kiss his knuckles

"well, thank you, but-"

"okay here you guys go, congratulations again!" the nurse spoke with a wide grin as she entered, handing us the 4 photos of the little baby.

"thank you so much, you've been so kind" you chirp, smiling at the pictures

"of course honey, and remember to check out the vitamins" she added as you agreed, walking out of the hall and back to the waiting room.

"went really well, huh?" you giggle, pushing the door open and walking into the parking lot with taehyung. "here you go baby"

you handed him the sonogram as you gently placed the other three in your purse.

He took it into his hands as his eyes softly grazed over it, Taehyung almost couldn't believe it.

It was all hitting him in this moment, the baby, the fact that you were actually pregnant, and you both were gonna need to change a lot of things in your lives, as well as probably moving into a larger apartment. Was it stressful? oh yeah, but did he yearn it, with you, more than anything? of course.

He was going to be a father, him

His heart jumped as he stared at the tiny photo in his grasp, how could he love someone hes never met? someone he knows nothing about? is it reasonable to be ready to devote your entire life to someone who has yet to enter the world?

"you coming?" you turn to see him standing, your voice knocking him out of his trance.

"o-oh, yeah" he smiled, being brought back to reality for a moment as his legs carried him to the parked car, getting into the drivers seat.

"its so early, do you wanna go shopping?" you ask, pulling your seatbelt over your body.

"mm that sounds nice, but we just went grocery shopping yesterday" he spoke softly, pulling out of the parking spot, checking the rear view mirror.

"well I was gonna say we can just walk down the strip of stores downtown, theres a pharmacy and I can grab the vitamins she recommended, then I think there is a baby shop somewhere around there as well.....for funsies." you shrug, looking out into the road.

His head turned to glance at you, God, you were so fucking beautiful. How did he ever deserve to be here in this position with you?

His hand crept up into yours, squeezing it affectionately, "youre so cute, baby" he smiled, watching as your hair gently blew from the cracked window, sun hitting your skin just right. "we can do that, we can do that" he whispered, eyes now on the road.

Taehyung never knew used to understand why parents bought so much fucking baby clothes for a newborn that was just gonna grow out of it in less than a month, it was a waste of money and it wasn't worth it.

Boy oh boy...you can say he gets it now.

"look how cute" he whispered, eyes boggling the tiny shoe isle inside the baby store, there was so many small items and it made his heart swell.

"im back!" you mumbled, walking into the store and immediately finding your boyfriend, his arms full of things.

"what do you have?" you giggled

"did you find the vitamins?" he retorted

"yes- now, what is in your hands?" you smiled brightly, watching the way his cheeks turn a dark shade of red.

"we obviously dont have to buy all of these, I just kept 'em with me to show you...look" he held up a fuzzy duckling blanket that came with a hood, it was stupidly adorable.

"aww...." you coo, taking it to examine it, "is it a towel or a blanket?"

"i think a blanket, I found it over there" he gestures, "I think we should get it, plus its gender neutral" he smiled

"hmm...Kim Taehyung, always tempting me" your voice was teasing, "fine...."

He grinned cheekily and held it for you, allowing you to walk past him and lead the way throughout the entire store.

"im thinking...I know its early...but when we do create the nursery we can make it like...a soft yellow?" you looked back to make sure he was following you

He nodded, "sounds good baby"

To be honest- Taehyung didnt care

Taehyung didnt care what color you chose for the nursery, or what clothing you picked, or what toys and decorations, as long as you were happy doing it, he had no problem agreeing to every decision you made. You could say he is your 'yes man'.

If it meant he could see you smiling all the time, he would let you get away with murder even.

"tae tae" you whispered, walking over to the shelf of stuffed animals, "can you reach up there and grab that?" you shyly asked, making him laugh as his eyes caught onto the small elephant.

He led his arm up and grabbed the one you wanted, handing it to you, "I had a stuffed animal like this when I was a baby, in fact its still at my moms house, I saw it when we were there" you gently explained.

"then lets get it" he quickly responded, his hand rubbing your lower back.

"we are such impulse buyers" you snorted, glancing around a bit more

"we will recover, im sure" taehyung teased, following you to the cashier to check out.

"We need to leave before we buy the store" you joke, placing the items onto the desk.

The both of you soon left with your bag of items, smiles on your face as you held each others hands, your feet leading you down the sunny sidewalk.

"what do you say, pretty girl? wanna head back home so I can make you something to eat?"

You squeezed his hand and nodded, suddenly excited at the idea of eating buttered toast, weirdly enough its the first and only craving youve had. "that sounds nice"

Taehyung walked closer to your apartment, he sent you inside as he made a quick run to the grocery market down the street by himself when you told him that you wanted to buy something pre-made for dinner tonight so neither of you would need to cook.

His eyes scanned the frozen foods section, opting to just pick up a small veggie pizza to share with you, knowing that is what you wouldve picked anyways.

He made his way over to the cashier, grabbing some mint gum for you as well as youve been extremely nauseous lately.

"is this all?" the man spoke, looking down at the items

"yeah....thats all-" taehyung looked up at the cashier and froze, it was Kaito.

they havent been this close since the party.

What is it with taehyung always running into kaito at his work?

"oh..." kaito quickly checked his items out and bagged it, shoving it to him. "$9.02, dickface"

"whats that?" taehyung glared, his voice filling with anger

"isnt that what you are? a fucking dick? hows y/n?"

"dont do this shit right here" tae looked behind him, "theres a line waiting" he whispered, pulling his wallet out.

"you dont have a right to be mad, youre the one who pulled her away from me" kaito bit, voice quiet but mad

"and arent you the one who hit her? you dont know the situation, stop assuming shit" taehyung pointed. "also- cut the spreading of rumors bullshit, really fucking childish kaito, even for you" He went to pull out his $10 bill

"plea-..." kaito stopped talking when some of the contents in taehyungs wallet fell onto the register, "whats that?"

the sonogram.

Taehyung swallowed, grabbing the picture along with his other credit cards and shoving them away, quickly tossing him the money so he can leave.

"is that y/n's......" his voice was shaky as his finger remained pointed at his wallet, "did you.....is that..."

"can you guys please cut the chit chat and hurry up? I have places to be" the middle aged woman holding her toddler behind them cut in, sounding impatient.

Taehyung kept quiet out of fear in admitting anything, so he just made sure he got the cash, grabbed his bag and left.

Although now thinking about it, mightve given off the idea that, yeah, that is yours. Perhaps he shouldve made some excuse.

"what took you so long, baby?" you smiled, walking into the kitchen holding Yeontan as taehyung opened his bag.

"sorry, it was crowded. pizza okay?"

"yes, thank you and sorry for making you run out again"

"its okay sweetheart" he whispered, placing the pizza into the freezer for later tonight.

Putting the puppy down, you walked over and hugged him from behind, head resting on his back.

He slightly jumped, startled by your actions.

"whats wrong?" your voice was soft, gentle.

"nothing"

"you seem kind of shaky, did something happen?"

he shook his head, turning to hold your hands

"tae I know when youre lying...what happened, talk to me" your hand gently crawled up to his cheek, rubbing the skin softly.

"its stupid, and not worth worrying about. Stress isnt good for you or baby so just drop it" he smiled, hands holding your stomach now.

You still protested, "im fine- just tell me"

He saw in your eyes that you werent going to let up, so he sighed before speaking. "um...kaito...he might know about...this" he circled his finger on your abdomen, watching as your eyes shot wide in fear,

"w-what!?"

"he was the cashier and of course I took his lane, anyways, i open my wallet to pay and the sonogram flies out" he whispered, guilt in his voice

Your hand squeezed his, shaky, "and what did you say?"

"nothing..."

"and what did he say?"

"he kind of asked me about you and I was just too scared to speak so I paid and left"

"taehyung!!" you ripped away and walked into the living room, "hes gonna assume that its mine"

"well it is" he countered

"but he doesnt need to know!!!" you tried to calm yourself but it was too late. "our fucking parents dont even know and my ex boyfriend does?"

"We dont know what he might be thinking!"

"taehyung....hes gonna go tell everyone, like he did before, calling me a ... a whore" your voice cracked.

"hey...hey" he walked towards you, rubbing your back "its okay..."

"thats easy for you to say!"

"listen, I know my words mean little to nothing right now, but I do know that it will be okay, he might not tell anyone, and we cant freak out before anything has happened? yeah?" he whispered, "im so sorry baby, I really am"

You took a deep breath as his arms wrapped around you, "its just....this situation isnt planned but ive been feeling kind of excited recently, and everytime I let myself do just that, be optimistic, something happens."

"be happy, enjoy this, I wont let anything happen, I promise to take care of you both" his voice was guilty as you leaned into him. "i promise"

"do you think we should start thinking of telling our families?" you interrupt the silence after a moment.

He pulled away with wide eyes, "what? now?"

"soon" you nodded

"why?"

"taehyung, they will have to know eventually....and if this does get out, kaito is friends with my moms social media page, all he has to do is text her and then everything is ruined. If she or anyone close to us is gonna find out, its gonna be from you and me."

He sighed, "okay.....I understand that, sorry I just got a little nervous....not entirely used to this whole thing yet"

"and thats okay, but we need to be there for eachother, because I honestly just want to try and make the best of the situation"

"me too...me too" he sighed once more, feeling the spot you were coming from. "we'll be okay" he promised once more, kissing small pecks all over your face to distract you.

You never knew you were able to have this much sex.

Before, you two usually had it whenever your schedules allowed fit, or if you were lucky, taehyung would give in the week before your period started if you hounded him enough. (although he didnt mind it at all)

but within the past two weeks, its like your body is seeking dick non-stop, leaving taehyung the poor victim of the situation.

when he gets home from literally anything? sex.

when you two shower? oh yeah, sex.

when you both are watching tv on the couch? you guessed it, sex!

its all the time...

"fuck, taehyung.....you feel so good" your voice was breathless as you rocked your hips on his lap, head thrown back as his cock fit inside you deliciously.

it was nearly 4am and you had woken him up because you were so horny, despite you two having it out just before you went to sleep.

"doing so well baby" taehyung closed his eyes and leaned his head against the headboard, groaning as you rode him, "oh, shit, just like that- yeah..."

"mmm" you wined, hands gripping his shoulders as he began to thrust his hips beneath you, making your mouth fall open as you silently scream. "shit, shit, oh my god-"

"dont stop moving, baby, keep your hips- yeah just keep doing that, oh god baby you feel amazing" he instructed you as his hands rested on your sides, assisting your movements. "gonna fucking cum" he groaned tightly.

"ah- im so close" you bounced your hips a bit, suddenly hiding your face into his neck as your climax approached. When he came, his hands squeezed your skin as he whispered your name over and over again, not stopping his movements until you came around his dick. He spilled into you freely, something he didnt know he would enjoy until you told him he didnt need to use a condom, at this point- it became an addiction to feel you.

"cum for me baby, its okay, I love you" he whispered in your ear, feeling you clench around him before releasing, a desperate moan escaping your lips.

"oh my fucking- oh god, tae...please, ohhh" you rocked your hips, riding out the last yet strong waves of your orgasm

He waited a moment until you both calmed down, he tried to pull your head back so he could see you, his hand pushing away your sweaty hair.

"you okay, baby?" he chuckled quietly, "why you hiding, hm?"

You remained silent, arms gently holding his waist as he heard a sniffle.

"what wrong? are you crying?" he began to grow more concerned, he moved you both so he could actually be face to face. "what happened? did I hurt you?"

"no- no you didnt do anything" you wiped your eyes, "i just feel like im using you"

"what?" he frowned, eyes looking into yours, "you arent using me, I dont feel that way at all honey, why are you saying this?" he trailed his hand to grab yours, entwining your fingers together.

You shrug, "i dont know...I feel bad because I just woke you up to do this, and then yesterday I did it too when you were busy putting together that new table I ordered, and then I felt guilty about the fact I made you put the table together in the first place because im the stupid one who ordered it and I feel like im irritating you and I want you to know its okay to say no to me, my hormones are just really crazy right now and-"

"y/n" he stared at you, a soft yet slightly amused expression, "stop"

You sniffled again and swallowed

"You arent bothering me in the slightest, if you think sex is bothering me you are crazy" he softly giggled, "and I know you are probably feeling a lot of things right now and its okay, I wont ever make you feel guilty about that, its normal."

he squeezed your hands, continuing

"and the table was hard to put together anyways, you would have been super confused, we need to stop ordering from ikea" he smirked.

"but they have cute stuff" you countered as he handed you a tissue from the bedside counter.

"I know but so does other places, If we decide to order baby shit from Ikea I refuse to assemble them by myself" he teased

"i'll help" you smiled softly, leaning back onto his chest as he rubbed your back.

"love you" he whispered

"I love you too"

the room was silent for a moment before he helped you up, gently rubbing your sore thighs before grabbing more tissues so that you could wipe yourself, his cum dripping out of you.

"see, im not used to that" you giggled, "kinda feels gross not gonna lie"

"we dont have to do it raw, I can wear a condom if its too messy for you" he offered

"meh" you shrug, walking to the bathroom to pee, "it feels good its just the cleanup I hate, you know?"

He smiled and cleaned himself up before you came back out, opting to grab one of his shirts from the closet and sliding it on and getting back in bed with him.

He hummed contently, turning the light off again and squeezing you close to him.

"I think I want to do online classes" you softly spoke, head against his chest.

"hm? what was that?" his eyes were shut, arm draped over your waist.

"college classes, I think its good if I switch to taking them online at home next semester"

"because of the baby?"

you hum, "yeah but also just the stress...I already feel nauseous a lot and walking to classes and seeing my old friends makes me sick to my stomach."

"too much drama" he added, "no I think thats good sweetheart" he yawned

"yeah?" you fluttered your eyes closed, tiredness setting in

"mm...stay home with me, i'll take care of you" he whispered before holding you tight and falling asleep not too long before you do too.

This morning you sat on the bathroom floor, grabbing a facecloth and wiping your mouth after you felt sure enough that there was no more vomit coming up.

out of all the changes you had recently, you wish this one would disappear the most.

"hey, you alright?" taehyung gently whispered, knocking on the door

"im fine." you stood up and washed your face as you felt the door move, his body pushing through to get next to you.

"why didnt you wake me?" he spoke, hand on your back as you quickly began to apply makeup.

"because Ive ben dealing with it for a bit now, and I can handle it" you shrugged, eyeing him in the mirror.

Your tone of voice suggested you were in a mood again this morning, so taehyung simply nodded, choosing to leave you alone instead of arguing. "okay, baby"

He wants to think hes been doing okay recently, regarding taking care of you. Taehyung knows that sometimes you just are angry or pissed for no reason, and unfortunately he is often the one who takes some of it, but at the same time he knows its not your fault and you feel awful about it, so he decides on just agreeing with whatever you say or do.

when you do come out of the bathroom, you are fully dressed and ready to leave, "I have to go to a job interview" you smile shyly

"oh the daycare place?" he looks over at you while he makes the bed

"yeah...I usually see college girls working there so I dont see why they wouldnt hire me" you shrug, gathering your stuff.

"what time is it at?" he asks, eyes taking in how cute you look in your red puffy sleeved shirt and jeans.

"um..." you check your watch, "holy shit, I have to get over there in 10 minutes, I have to run, bye baby" you kiss him quickly and began to walk away, speaking fast "dont forget to do the laundry please, also wash yeontans bed as well, its begining to smell like dirty dog in the living room okay byeeee!" you shut the door and began to run to the elevator, leaving taehyung alone in the bedroom.

"well buddy, its just you and me, huh?" he smiled, looking down at the puppy as he wagged his tail happily. "wanna help daddy clean?" he picked him up as he walked into the laundry room, tossing the dirty clothes into the washing machine.

Yeontan took no interest in helping, but he was fascinated by the black sock on the floor that took him no time to run away with.

"hey!" taehyung shook his head as he poured detergent, "I thought this was teamwork, huh?"

"honestly, you seem like a great fit, I think you would get along with the main teacher nicely"

Your eyes widened at the daycare leaders words, smiling a bit "really? thank you, oh my god"

The older woman smiled, nodding "yes, youre young, nice from what I can tell, and you said you have experience with children?"

"yes! when I was in high school I volunteered with the pre-school kiddos, super cute and I loved doing it every week"

"perfect" she wrote something down, "and how far away do you live?"

"oh I live not too far, I walked here today and it took about 7 minutes"

"oh thats great! and how do you feel about hours? we are open monday-friday, 8am to 3pm"

You thought for a moment, "well I just finished up my semester in college for the year, but I will be taking classes again in the fall, so what I choose now may change" you giggle softly, "um, right now I think about 3 days a week will be good, I should probably mention that I am pregnant too"

She smiled widely, "oh my God, congratulations, youre so young?"

"thank you, and yeah I know" you shyly smile, "um but..yeah 3 days I think is good, my boyfriend is also getting a job so he will work on the days I dont"

She nodded, finishing writing things down, "if you dont mind me asking, how far along are you?"

"oh just about 3 months, so no maternity leave until like..October or September."

"okay okay.." she put her clipboard down and smiled, standing to shake your hand, "well, Y/N, you are hired, I think you will be amazing here"

"I seriously cannot thank you enough!" you shook her hand and collected the papers, reciprocating the gentle hug she gave you before handing over the shirt you will wear.

"I'll see you next week"

you nodded and thanked her again, turning to head home as fast as you could so you can tell taehyung.

juggling with everything in your arms, you manage to take your key out and open the door, calling out his name "tae!! Im home!!'

when he didnt respond you gently placed everything on the kitchen island and walked through the hall, "baby? you home?"

"in here"

you listened to his muffled voice coming from his bedroom, "you can come in" taehyung added

You twisted the handle and opened the door, eyes wide as you gazed around at the room. "taehyung....what is all this"

He sheepishly smiled, "I know its early, like, really early, but I wanted to start by clearing some stuff out" he walked over "this can be the nursery"

Your face softened, "baby...you didnt have to- what about your bed? where is all this stuff gonna go?"

"we can sell the bed, and the old desk, I never even sleep in here anymore and your room is the bigger one anyways, this is perfect for the baby"

You looked at everything on the walls now in boxes, the bed stripped and everything pushed into one corner of the room, "baby....thank you, but are you sure?" you whispered

He nodded, pointing at the other corner "i put some of the things we bought over there, we can just toss it all in this room until we actually begin to decorate. youre okay with me bringing some of my things into your room?"

You smile, "yeah honey, thats ok" you look up at him and hold his arm lovingly. "youre so sweet....the baby will probably be with us for the first few months, in our room, you know that right?"

"yeah, but still they need a place of their own" he shrugged, kissing your forehead. "how did the interview go?"

You giggle, pulling away to jump around, "I got the job, I start next week and im working Monday through Wednesday, it pays super well"

"baby!" he smiled and picked you up, spinning around a little "im so proud of you, I knew you would get it, they would be crazy not to hire you!!"

He kissed you a bunch of times, making you smile even wider. "I love you sweet girl, so much"

"I love you too, I love you soooo much" you kissed him back, gently swaying in his semi-empty bedroom.

"we are doing good so far, like if we just paid attention to us and the situation....things arent too bad" he shrugged

"I agree, lets just hope it stays that way" you press a soft kiss to his neck.

"oh and 2 things, one, my check from the art show finally came in, they gave me 3k"

"holy shit, tae"

"I know I know but I think its a good idea to put it aside for a bit, life isnt that pricey right now but we know things will change, so lets make it emergency money."

You nod, "okay thats fine, thats a lot of money though, god"

He chuckles, "I know, oh and the other thing" he walks and sits on his mattress. "I think we should go on our Paris trip soon....I know you were feeling iffy about it, but almost everything is paid for, it'll just be a little one week thing....one last big trip before-" he glances down at your stomach. "hotel is already paid, and the food is too if we eat there. only thing we need to pay for is things we decide to purchase, and transportation"

You sigh and sit next to him, "hmm....I dont know...I mean I wanna go to Paris soon too but I also told my mom we, or I, would be with her this summer in Gwangju, but now that I have a job it will just have to be a short visit. Besides I thought we booked the Paris trip for August."

He frowned slightly, "I mean the trip isnt really booked unless I call them, but I was just thinking maybe its better to have it sooner, so youre not like 6 months pregnant when we go, and that way you can relax for a week or so with your mom after."

"hmm" you ponder, resting your head on his shoulder. "lots of traveling, I hope my work doesnt get mad at me"

"yeah..."

"i mean....I guess we can try to go next month" you look at him, "but I would like to tell our parents before we go, because I think if I see my mom after she will definitely be able to tell if im 4 months pregnant"

He nods and kisses you gently, "okay baby, we will tell our families"

"dont worry...Im nervous too" you held his hand, eyes dragging to the small collection of baby things the two of you had bought.

"one way or another we will get through it."

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New Guy

Pt. 3 of a mini series

A Remi x Levi Non-canon Fiction

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

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Fluff, Alcohol, Cheating & DV mention

Wow, part 3 already? I’ve decided to actually put some drama and juicy context in this part, seeing as the last two parts were lots of sexual tension. 🥴 Get ready for some fluffy cute shit. @aller-geez Owns Remi and did the preview art!

“Okay I’ve packed my bags, got my shit, chargers…smokes…” Alistar patted himself up and down with flat palms. He looked around as he stood in the doorway with two bloated suitcases. “You swear you’ll be okay with just Remi here? I hate to leave you guys behind but Connie is my emotional support person, and I need her with me when I attend these seminars…” the dragon was solemn in his tone, he raised a hand to brush his fingers tenderly across Levi’s cheek. The leopard nudged back with low effort and reassurance on his face.

“It’s okay, you guys can FaceTime me whenever you’re free, and I’ll actually, MAYBE, have Remi to talk to, instead of being alone when you guys go on these trips,” this wasn’t the first time Al and Connie left to attend NA Seminars, and help various struggling people on the streets. Usually gone months at a time. It was their life’s work and Levi never wanted to dim or step on that shared passion, so, often he would just do his own thing, craft and nest. In the last year he had started an OF for sexual creativity and profit, but mostly for creativity and it was doing alright. His sub price was $25 and he had about 80 subscribers currently? Which was really decent income for him, however, it still wasn’t quite enough when you live in New York.

Connie came quietly walking in with her bags in tow, quickly throwing her arms over her big brother now, Levi returning the affections. They squeezed each other tightly before eventually letting go. “You be good to yourself okay? And take care of yourself,” Levi scolded his little sister, knowing she had a tendency to self neglect when she got overworked. Connie nodded knowingly, but smiling still.

“Alright, Puss, don’t miss us too much,” reaching over to ruffle the white hairs on his boyfriend’s head. Levi huffed and rolled his eyes. Remi, who happened to be walking by in that moment, to grab a glass of water from the kitchen nearby, audibly scoffed. Alistar looked over at Remi before shaking it off and leaning in to kiss Levi, but immediately feeling insecure, due to the leopard turning quickly so that the dragon’s lips would land upon his cheek.

“No kisses for men that don’t listen,” he frowned at Al, who looked at him sadly, like a kicked puppy.

“Why is every other man in the world allowed to give their partner a cute pet name but me?” Standing up straight now, accepting that his partner was going to remain stubborn on this stance.

“I’m not going to do this with you right now, just please have safe travels, take care of yourself and have fun okay?” The leopard swallowed the argument and Alistar seemed to light up at the sincerity in the second half of that sentence, and also at seemingly winning this time. For now. They exchanged a short peck and I love yous, before Connie and Alistar both grabbed up all their things and headed out the front door. The second the door was closed and the coast was clear, Levi sighed loudly with irritation. “UGGGGHHHH!!!” Stomping his feet audibly as he charged into the living room. “WHY?! Why is he so STUBBORN!? And SELFISH?!” He picked up one of the couch pillows and stuffed his face into it, screaming loudly. Remi stood in the threshold between kitchen and living room, slowly drinking his cup of water as he watched his roommate have a break down.

“wHy cAnT i jUsT cAlL yOu….CAUSE I SAID NO!? Cause I’d rather you DIDNT??” He argued with the window, unaware of the wolf’s presence. Remi let out a subtle snort as he couldn’t help but laugh at how the other mocked his own partner.

“Yeah?” He finally said out loud with an amused smirk spread across his face. Levi nearly jumped out of his skin and turned swiftly around to see his roommate standing there, smug as usual.

“Yeah!” Furrowing his eyebrows feeling reassured it was just them now, standing with feet shoulder width apart, hands firmly on his hips. “Who does he think he is???” Clearly still blinded with rage he now thought Remi was apart of this conversation. Might as well be right?

“I couldn’t tell you that, but he certainly thinks he can do whatever he wants to you..which I mean, I guess, to each their own,” trying hard to stay mutual during this awkward conversation he was thrusted into. He knew he should have just gone to his room.

“No, he does fer sure…and I let him, and I don’t know why I do..I think I do it for Connie because that’s her best friend…it would break her heart for her to know how poorly he treats her brother…” he sighed feeling out of angry steam now, he plopped himself down onto the couch. “He preaches a big game about being sober and being a better person but he has this anger….this horrible anger to him..” he muttered gently as he rubbed his own bicep, almost like he was trying to clear away a memory.

“Well, like, I mean yeah I hear him yelling at you sometimes, I don’t know how you really hide that from her…she’s mute not deaf,” the wolf chuckled nervously, trying to cope through this situation with humor.

“No, there’s…there’s this silent rage, it only comes out very rarely when we are alone but…” shaking his head he looked up and made eye contact with Remi now, expression quickly shifting. “No it’s fine, I’m just overwhelmed…he’s a good boyfriend, I’m not sure what I was saying,” Levi then proceeded to muster up the fakest laugh he could to cover up the mess he just made.

“You know, you could just say you changed your mind and don’t wanna talk about it…you don’t have to defend him to protect your privacy,” shrugging his wide shoulders before taking another sip of water. The leopard took that in, and let it register before he spoke again.

“Thanks for listening, Remi….since we got the house to ourselves you wanna play a game or watch a movie?” Trying to cheer himself up a bit by spending time with someone that didn’t make his blood regularly boil.

“I mean….if you’re asking then sure, I could get into either but I’m going to go grab a beer you want a claw?” He asked before already walking back towards the kitchen.

“Yeah sure I’ll take one, surprise me,” Levi replied leaning back to flip through the movies on Netflix. It had been about two weeks since the 3am incident happened and they’ve both done their due diligence to make sure things didn’t become weird in the house. Remi had tried to initiate conversations with Connie, though finding it difficult, and even sometimes finding small ways to communicate with Al. He figured he might as well make it seem a bit more authentic than fixating on one specific taken housemate.

Not long after Levi chose to put on Mean Girls, did Remi return with their cold beverages, handing the leopard a Lime flavored white claw. “Thanks!” Responding cheerfully to his roomie, Remi throwing himself down next to the younger, observing what was being displayed on the screen now.

“No problem, what are we doing?“ asking curiously as he cracked open the IPA, taking a long sip from the bottle. By the time he pulled it from his lips, half of it was already gone. Levi pulled the tab open on his seltzer and took a generous chug.

“Watching Mean Girls..It’s my favorite movie,” wiggling excitedly as he sipped on his beverage. The wolf sighed deeply and shook his head, forcing the rest of his beer down the hatch to prepare himself, placing the empty bottle down on the side table close to him.

“You’re lucky you’re cute enough to get away with that sad little fact,” Levi blushed brightly looking over at his roommate with genuine surprise. Remi raised a thin brow and smirked again “What? It’s just us here, no need to hide it,” opening his arm up to hang along the back of the couch. He wasn’t wrong, there was no point playing coy when just a few weeks ago they were doing rather unspeakable things in this very space, his boyfriend actually in the house too. Feeling confident, Levi slowly slid into the empty spot inside of Remi’s open arm, the wolf smirking at this small action of affection and wrapped the loose arm around the smaller’s shoulders, pulling him in. “You know I don’t see you and Alistar cuddled up on the couch ever,” he noted with a slight tease to the tone of his voice. Levi sighed deeply, pushing closer into the man.

“Yeah, cause he’s a jerk and I don’t want to cuddle with a jerk,” furrowing his brows once again as he huffed trying to focus on the movie ahead, still sipping slowly on his seltzer.

“I’m a jerk, but you’ll cuddle me,” Levi looked up at Remi with those pretty blue eyes and the wolf could feel himself melt internally as his heart skipped a beat.

“You’re actually not a jerk, you’re a fake jerk,” the leopard said with assured confidence.

“Fake jerk?” Remi questioned unsure of what his roommate could mean by that.

“You leave the light on in the hall and on the porch for Connie when you know she’s going to be home late, only I do that but the few times I’ve fallen asleep, you did it for me….Alistar being her best friend has never even considered it…” The raven haired man scoffed and waved his hand dismissively, Levi sat up a bit more, setting his drink on the coffee table to the side.

“What? It’s important to me that my roommate can properly see when she gets home so she doesn’t make a bunch of noise and wake me up, that’s all,” trying to play it cool, but it didn’t seem to convince the other any.

“I have left my food out on the counter so many times since you’ve moved in, something I did regularly and I’d get sad because I’d have to throw it out….but you seemingly noticed this small issue of mine and now every morning after I’ve had left overs, I’ll find them in the fridge ….Alistar has known this fact about me since we started dating, not once has he bothered to save my leftovers from my adhd…” now the younger’s face blushed again, his eyes averting to look at the ground. Remi, blushing himself, as he didn’t think the leopard would have caught onto something so small like that. “And the last 4 times I’ve fallen asleep on the couch? I wake up to a blanket…now my sister is a loving person, but as she’s a snow leopard like myself, she knows we don’t really get cold, Alistar has never in his life bothered me while sleeping…and I’ve fallen asleep on the couch before waking up to no blanket, but then you move in and suddenly, blanket…why?” Looking up at him now. The wolf looked away sharply to avoid the smaller male’s gaze, his cheeks were bright red and he felt like he was under observation.

“Well….you look so cute there sleeping…I just want to make sure you’re comfortable…” his words came out in a low mutter, almost incomprehensible if Levi didn’t have immaculate hearing.

“Point being, fake jerk,” nodding with victorious success before the wolf quickly grabbed a pillow from his side of the couch, whipping it around with force to smush his roommate in the face. “He—mmmppff!” The man was cute off by the force. Remi laughed and retracted the pillow only to start aggressively slapping the leopard around with it. “Hey! Knock it off!” The white haired one giggled playfully as he put his hands up in defense.

“I’m not a fake Jerk! Say it! Say I’m a jerk!” His mouth pulled open in a full toothy grin, Remi beating the pillow over the other’s slim body without reserve.

“Never!!” The cat challenged him holding his arms out to protect his face, the wolf squinted his eyes letting go of the pillow and pulling his hands up in an open grab. Levi’s bright blue eyes opened wide in terror. “No…NO REMI,” started to scramble himself backward on the opposite end of the couch to escape the inevitable.

“Say it…” inching closer with his grabby hands.

“….bite me…” sticking out his tongue now that was quickly followed by a girlish screech the second the wolf lunged toward him and started an assault of tickles. Levi squirmed and laughed, snorting every 4th, internally he felt miserable, he was in so much pain as the laughter boiled over in the base of his stomach. “No!! R-hah! Hahah!! REMI! ST-ahHAHAP” begging mercifully, their bodies tangled as Remi’s fingers danced across the leopard’s sensitive flesh. “PLEASE!” He gasped for air in between assaults. The wolf continued to laugh boisterously, expertly moving from thighs, to pits, to sides, to thighs again. Desperately trying to kick himself free, Levi wrapped his leg once around Remi’s hip and with a sharp twist, Levi pushed them both onto the ground, landing himself on top of the wolf who hit the ground with a thud. The wind almost knocked out of him, Remi gave a breathless chuckle.

“Hey! Cheater!” Teasing the other that currently had the upper hand. Levi wiggled himself back and forth sticking his tongue out again while straddling Remi’s lap. The elder sat up now, eye level with the cheeky leopard. “God…you’re just…” sucking his lower lip in once to swallow the word ‘cute’. Levi raised a brow looking at the man quizzically before suddenly taken by surprise. Remi had pushed every thought aside and without hesitation pressed their lips together, tenderly. The younger was shocked, eyes widened before lidding, and closing. His stomach turned, fluttered and flipped, he felt like there were fireworks going off inside his brain as he leaned in, deepening the kiss.

Desperate to feel, chasing the high that he got from being around Levi, Remi pulled a hand up just enough to gingerly hold the side of the leopard’s head. He felt like the whole room was spinning around him, but he and the smaller stayed still in this moment as their lips clashed and pushed up against each other. Their hearts beating in rhythmic unison as they could taste each other’s breath. The atmosphere around them filled with sounds of soft grunts, whimpers and the slopping of wet mouths. He didn’t want to, but he knew he had to, with light force, Remi pushed them apart, both of them working to catch their breath again. “Whoa..whoa…okay we gotta stop…” the wolf uttered softly, breathlessly against Levi’s plush and swelling lips. The messy haired cat pushed their foreheads together and gently shook his head.

“No…I want more..” his tone almost sad.

“Levi…you have a boyfriend, we can’t…” though trying to be realistic with the situation, it didn’t stop the wolf from rubbing the pad of his thumb just below the leopard saddened left eye.

“He’s a terrible boyfriend, Remi…I don’t want to be with him anymore and I only do it for Connie…you being here has solidified what I’ve always known to be true…he’s not the one for me,” eyes connecting as the leopard spilled his truth.

“Levi…” trying desperately to talk him off a ledge, this was only supposed to be a fun, silly little fling..suddenly the leopard was having a life crisis on him? Though, if he had to be honest with himself, he was like a puppy in a toy store…this man wanted, him? ‘No…he didn’t say that Remi, chill, dude…’ he thought inwardly to himself.

“No, Remi please…at least let me finally get it off my chest…” the wolf could tell he was being serious, not just impulsive and thinking with his dick. There was something Levi clearly has been holding back from the people he lives closely with. The raven haired man nodded gently, never moving as they stayed intimately entangled. “When we first started dating it was….magical…really, we went places, our sex life was consistent and …I mean it was good but…” blushing brightly as he could see Remi’s eyebrows shift to that of slight jealousy mentioning intimacy with Al. Giggling, Levi found jealousy adorable on ‘scary’ men. “I’m sorry, okay, I’ll be brief…it was vanilla. He just doesn’t listen…which is the main issue, we have been together almost two years officially and he has not once retained a single thing I’ve ever said…my favorite movie, my favorite craft, my favorite food….he doesn’t care, Remi, and I thought I could over look that but…then the fighting started…” sighing deeply with utter pain in his heart. “He does this thing, after a really bad argument, he says things like ‘I don’t know why you insist on fighting with me, Levi, you’ll have nothing if I finally can’t deal with your shit,’ “ The way Levi described it, Remi could feel the blood boiling in his skin…’settle down…’

“He gets like post argument anger even after we talk it out…the second he’s alone with his thoughts he comes back and starts passive aggressively berating me, and I have to take it because the few times I’ve tried to defend myself he…..” suddenly he felt like his throat was about to close up. Levi had built this resentment towards his partner for so long without telling a single soul, and now that he was finally getting it out in the open he just felt so vulnerable and exposed. Remi looked at the man with concern in his eyes. The leopard burst into tears, trying to cover his face now, embarrassed to be seen like this by the other. “He chokes me…he tries to suffocate me with his hands, clothes or pillows, he does whatever he can to silence me if I speak up, and I’m too terrified to do ANYTHING about it as he tells me I’m worthless, because….BECAUSE!!” Pausing before the sadness simply gushed out of his soul “I got to have a childhood…and Connie had nothing!! She was taken away from us… and I can’t destroy her version of the one person she calls family…I can’t do it….” He sobbed gently into his hands, trying to desperately clog the water works with the sleeves of his sweater.

Remi furrowed his brows, ‘What?? So that’s what’s been going on?’ He thought deeply to himself as he listened to Levi’s words. “Connie has never seen this behavior??” The wolf questioned with a sudden possessive rage to the tone of his voice. Levi simply shook his head.

“We both try to hide it…he apologizes within a few days because he knows…he knows it’s wrong…that’s why we both don’t let Connie see it…we just pretend, and I just continue to swallow my own happiness…” Remi was no longer able to take hearing the heartbreak and sheer sadness in the cat’s voice. He enveloped Levi in a full hug, arms squeezed tightly around him as the younger buried his face into his strong, forest scented chest.

“Levi…you deserve to be loved properly…” he whispered gently into the other’s ear. “You’re so kind…and funny, and amazingly attractive I mean my god….you shouldn’t stifle everything wonderful about yourself for the sake of your sister…she would be devastated to know you’re being abused like this,” lifting the other’s chin by his index and thumb so they could look at each other again. “Tell me how I can help you….please…” the wolf desperate to take away this man’s pain. Levi was feeling a slew of emotions; sadness, regret, comfort, admiration, defeat…free…his eyes scanned the other’s back and forth while his brain worked to find a solution.

“Just…kiss me again…just like you did, like you mean it..” the leopard’s voice gentle, blue orbs filled with sincerity, and the larger male was of no use against the look in his eyes. With one smooth motion, Remi leaned in again and reunited their soft lips together as one with full passion. Levi pressed himself closer, chest to chest, arms now wrapping loosely around the man’s neck and shoulders in a criss cross position. The wolf snaking his arms tightly around the leopard’s thin waist. Their mouths glided against each other, a clash of tongues and fervor as everything washed away from them. For the first time, and probably the only time, Levi felt safe inside someone’s grasp. Waves of dopamine pulsating through both parties as they carelessly made out on the living room floor, the faint sound of Mean Girls still playing in the background. None of it mattered anymore, as long as this moment in time was permanent. From this moment forward, Levi was going to soak up every minute of these next three months with Remington. It was finally time he allowed himself happiness. After sharing a long, amorous kiss, Remi pulled away gradually, catching his breath again. “You wanna restart the movie?” His voice but a meer whisper.

“Why? We can watching something else…” Levi’s eyes still half lidded as he breathed haggardly.

“I want to watch this movie though,” Remi cocked a half grin as he nuzzled the other’s flushed freckled face.

“Why? You were just clowning on it?” Giggling breathlessly, the leopard nuzzled back.

“Because…it’s your favorite,” the other stated simply, before placing a sweet peck upon the tip of the cat’s nose. Levi’s freckled face turned up into a large, joyful grin at the black haired man’s response.

To be continued…

#oc #writer #original character #fic writer #new guy #my writing #my writings #RemixLevi #original characters #DV mention #ficseries #fluffy

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A3! Translation - Regional Tour Instablam Posts (Summer Troupe)

So I was originally going to do instagram-style tags (i.e. no spaces), but most of the Summer Troupe was writing literal essays in there so it got way too unreadable and I switched it to tumblr-style tags lol

There’s like barely any notes for this one, which is nice considering Citron’s gonna be in the final set

Sendai - Beef Tongue

Tenma

Thanks for coming to our Sendai show run. The guys in the company told me you have to have beef tongue when you go to Sendai, so we went and got some. #Beef tongue #It was good #You guys try it too

Yuki

The beef tongue here was tasty. I might like to come eat here again.

#Heard they use pretty good meat #You jealous?

Muku

I ate beef tongue with everyone! It was super tasty, a great time…!

#MANKAI Company #What has everyone eaten in Sendai? #If you have any recommendations please tell me!

Misumi

We ate meat~ I found a triangle shaped one △ ＃△△△

Kazunari

#captured memories of sendai ☆ #a taste you cant forget after having it once! #you guys had this famous dish too?

Kumon

Meat~~~!! #Sendai! #SO tasty #I ate so much!

Nagoya - Orcas at Port of Nagoya Public Aquarium

Tenma

Thanks for coming to our Nagoya show run. We went to the aquarium between performances. Nice picture, right? #Orca #Bigger than I imagined #He was a friendly guy

Yuki

We went and saw dolphins and penguins and stuff at the aquarium in Nagoya. Among them, I liked this orca.

#It’s making a pretty cute face #The dolphin show was fun and impressive too

Muku

Everyone indulged me and came along…! Orca-san got so close… He was so cute!

#MANKAI Company #Aquarium orca-san #I feel like he’s kinda smiling at me!

Misumi

We went to the aquarium~! The orca-sans looked like they were having a lot of fun swimming! They said they love their keeper~ ＃△△△

Kazunari

#isnt this orca totes adorbs!? #he looked right at the camera for us~! #A+ fanservice ♪ #my thumb never left the camera button ☆ (1)

Kumon

When we passed by the orca tank, they came over here~! Maybe they noticed us? #Nagoya #Super cute! #You cant help #But smile (＾＾)

Osaka - Kushikatsu

Tenma

Thanks for coming to our Osaka show run. There were a lot of kinds of kushikatsu, so I didn’t know where to start, but… While I was trying to choose, someone else almost ate it. #Kushikatsu #No time to hesitate #Ate it all

Yuki

I thought something like kushikatsu would be heavy, but the batter was thin so it was surprisingly easy to eat.

#The kushikatsu here seems low calorie too #Might be easy for girls to eat too

Muku

In Osaka, we ate kushikatsu. The shop threw one in for free!

#MANKAI Company #It looks like they have a get one free day #Just once a week

Misumi

This was steaming hot kushikatsu. ＃△△△

Kazunari

#all you can eat kushikatsu! #who conquered all the kushikatsu varieties!? #everyone take a guess~☆ #waiting for your comments ♪

Kumon

At the end of the show run, we all ate this! The shop was soooo lively and fun! #Osaka #You can eat as many as you want! #How many did I eat? #I completely forgot

Niigata - Tai chazuke

Tenma

Thanks for coming to our Niigata show run. While we were holding our shows, we went to a tai chazuke shop. #Tai chazuke #Apparently there’s a suggested way to eat it #Shopkeeper kindly taught me

Yuki

The lunch I had the other day. I heard tai chazuke is a local specialty in Niigata.

#Looks like there are lots of shops that sell tai chazuke #Might be cool to tour the various shops too

Muku

We came across some super delicious chazuke…! Tai chazuke sure is a luxury, huh.

#MANKAI Company #The salted salmon roe was chewy and delicious too!

Misumi

The wasabi’s a triangle △ ＃△△△

Kazunari

#the rice was sweet and fluffy #the sea bream meat was fluffy too! #fluffy display ♪

Kumon

We ate chazuke! Look look, I managed to take a great picture right? (＾＾) #Niigata #They let me have #Another helping! #A warm and gentle flavor!

Fukuoka - Fukuoka Tower

Tenma

Thanks for coming to our Fukuoka show run. We had the chance, so I came here with the members. (2) #Fukuoka Tower #We went up after #It was a nice view

Yuki

We came between performances. Next time I want to check out the nighttime lights too.

#If you see the nighttime lights #Show me a picture #Kinda curious now

Muku

The view from the tower was so pretty! But… I totally forgot to take a picture while I was admiring the view…

#MANKAI Company #I’d love for everyone to check out #The view from the tower too

Misumi

If you look reaaal close at this picture, you might be able to see a triangle~△ ＃△△△

Kazunari

#speaking of famous things in fukuoka! #its gotta be this place ♪ #a special view looking over fukuoka #you guys should enjoy it too

Kumon

It’s surprisingly high! I was seriously so shocked that everyone’ll feel it through the picture! #Fukuoka #From the top of the tower #I looked for a baseball stadium!

Notes:

1-1. There’s nothing to really note for this one, but Kazunari actually switches back and forth between being really casual and considerably polite here. (meccha kawaikunai?! → itadakimashita → jouzu ♪ → hanaremasen). I have no idea if there’s a reason for that (maybe he’s being playfully polite to the whales??), but the polite parts are basically at the level of formality that Tsuzuru and Tsumugi use in their posts. He also doesn’t do this anywhere else in these posts

1-2. Actually there IS one thing to note, “A+ Fanservice” was actually ファンサ上手 (fansa jouzu) which is literally “great at fanservice”

2. Tenma words this sentence with a billion particles (せっかくだからってことでいるメンバーで来た), which I think is maybe supposed to together imply a tsundere-ish “we went here because the opportunity came up, not because I really wanted to see the tower or anything”? I’m not entirely sure tbh

#a3!#a3! translation #summer troupe #kazunari actively engagement baiting in his osaka one lmao

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So, tumblr discourse is already like, infamously ridiculous, right? How much worse do you think it’d get on voxblr?

Source: voxblr.vox #unreality cw #meta post #hellaverse #hazbin hotel #helluva boss

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🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow

24 min. ago

time sensitive question how flirt boy

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2 min. ago

thanks guys

Source: voxblr.vox #the fucking radio demon parody account replied to my post #with extremely UNHELPFUL advice #and charlie #is your advice unisex? #bcuz if thats how you got vaggie #im judging you both

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⚪️ Anonymous said r u dead?

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4 hr. ago

Ha! Bold of you to assume I can be killed :)

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4 hr. ago

Show your face and per’’haps,’,’. I’ll come~.to you

🎀 charlies-angel Follow

32 min. ago

This account is fake. Nobody knows where Alastor is, anon. Stop wasting your time.

#this parody account is in really poor taste

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🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow

Jul 1

if I make it outta this alive, I’m gonna tell my crush I’m in love with him.

🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow

Jul 1

fuck

🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow

1 hr. ago

ya know, I don’t think I’ve confessed to someone and meant it in over a decade?

🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow

53 min. ago

haha would it be crazy if I said I forgot how?

#its literally part of my job to flirt with people #then i catch feelings and suddenly #i get all tongue-tied #i cant fall back on my old scripts either #he hates bullshit #he wants me #the real me #but the real me doesnt know how to do this!!!

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2 hr. ago

apparently people are canceling @.niffty-lady ? wtf?

🌕 m00nlight-h0wling 🌔 Follow

1 hr. ago

they are and it’s actually the stupidest thing i’ve ever seen

#and the bar was really fucking low #considering the amount of dumb chaotic bullshit my dad gets into ↯ #niffty lady

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3 hr. ago

It’s time to CANCEL @.niffty-lady

Here’s why:

Niffty LITERALLY KILLED a man in cold blood and now PROFITS off of his death

This so-called “lady” is INCREDIBLY rude to fans, ignoring requests leaving fans on read and answering asks with a NASTY attitude. NOT very lady-like if you ask me

Is associated with the VERY PROBLEMATIC @.real-radio-demon (self explanatory)

Writes TOXIC and PROBLEMATIC ships (spidermoth, radiohusk, reylo 🤢)

Writes NSFW when she herself is CHILD-CODED

PROOF is under the cut ⬇️

. Keep reading

#callout post ↯ #niffty lady #anti niffty lady #niffty critical

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3 hr. ago

Despite popular belief, I am not dead!

Well, not any deader than I’ve been since 1933! Hahaha!

↯ #is alastor dead? #ha! no ↯ #alastor the radio demon #real radio demon broadcasts

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⚪️ Anonymous said isn’t it disrespectful to write fics about someone you killed irl?

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4 hr. ago

I have no respect for Adam. Hope this helps! <3

#answered ask #anon ask

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5 hr. ago

Is the radio demon dead?

. 96,460 votes • remaining time 6 days, 19 hours

#polls ↯ #alastor the radio demon ↯ #is alastor dead?

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6 hr. ago

🍑 Forbidden Fruit 🍑

Adam x Reader | 10k words | Rated E

⚠️ Major Character Death

Tags: Smut, Whump, Sinner Reader, Forbidden Love, Bad Ending

After a night of reckless passion, you quickly became Archangel Adam’s favorite sin. Your love, as forbidden as the fruit of Eden, was destined to end in tragedy.

https://archiveofoursouls.hell/works/63595697

#niffty lady fic #adam x reader #angel x sinner #sinner reader #smut #whump #forbidden love #bad ending #rpf #aoos link #aoos fanfic

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6 hr. ago

Well, it looks like I’ve got some time on my hands!

I’m sure many of you have burning questions you’d like answered

So, ask. me. any’,thing. :)

#ask me anything #ama ↯ #alastor the radio demon #real radio demon broadcasts

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Dec 12, 2019

i can't have beef with the power of friendship trope because if someone wanted to hang out with me i'd probably reconsider my stance on turning the city into the 10th circle of hell

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Dec 12, 2019

besides i can always just redirect my dark urges towards being violently protective of my new friends. there's no rule that says you can't do that.

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7 hr. ago

I found Sir Pentious’s old voxblr blog, and I think I’m gonna cry

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7 hr. ago

He made the ultimate sacrifice to protect his friends and the hotel during the extermination. He did exactly what he said he would in this post.

I wish I could thank him for everything he did for us. And I wish I could’ve done a better job of protecting him.

I don’t know where Souls go when they get erased; I don’t know if they go anywhere at all. But I hope that wherever Sir Pentious is now, he’s with people that he considers his friends.

Source: voxblr.vox #rip Sir Pentious #we miss you 😢

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8 hr. ago

↯ #alastor the radio demon #real radio demon broadcasts #the ink spots #we’ll meet again #Voxify

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9 hr. ago

Fanby’s Fake Dash Masterpost

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this-is-ally-and-im-confused · 3 years ago

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hey!! if requests r open can u do a jack hughes x reader where its an interview where jacks emtional bc they lost and the interviewers keep prying and it makes him even more emotion and hes on a verge of tears and his voice is breaking and after the reader comforts him and he breaks down and its rly cute and fluffy? also i loved ur last jack hughes imagine and i cant wait for pt 2 if ur making one!!!

Thanks for the request! and part two to “for you” is in the works! Love the support xoxo, Ally<3

Stop the pain|| J.Hughes.

Summary: what do you do when your strong, calculated, and mostly unemotional partner starts to crumble?

Tags: @hugheshugs @nucksgal03 @snugglyducklingbrewhouse @oowenspower tag list

Warnings: sad jack, breakdowns, losing games, and comfort fic :)

your pov:

Jack was always so strong. He has been your support through everything. He was there for graduation, prom, and college acceptance. You were there for him too. You had happily stood beside him on draft day, and always been the loudest fan in the crowd. You have seen your fair share of bad losses.

Thankfully, jack always seemed to snap out of the loss soon after the buzzer rang. Unfortunately, this game was different. Jack had taken some hard hits and even gave an easy breakaway to the opposing team. You could tell he was blaming himself.

Biting your nails as you watched him get a penalty for 2 minutes. Your eyes followed him onto the penalty box with his head down low. Likely, wishing that the other team didn’t score on the power play.

It didn’t go in the Devil's favor at all. You could tell the boys were losing the battle. You could also physically see the effects it was having on Jack. His hands pulled his hair. The rims of his eyes were turning a shade of red.

All you wanted to do was get to him and pull him into your arms. Jack needed you. His eyes were scanning for you but also focused on the tragedy of a game in front of him. It was dreadful to hear the final buzzer and see not one goal made on your boyfriend’s team. You packed your things and said goodbye to the other wags. They shot you sad smiles as you walked off to go find Jack.

You weren’t expecting him to be doing a post-game interview because of how upset he had been while on the ice but the players coming out of the dressing room informed you he was. So you walked briskly to the frame outside of the interview camera to watch. Jack looked awful. You could see how exhausted and disappointed he was just by the look on his face. He shot you a sad look and mouthed that he would be done soon.

“So Jack, how does it feel to have watched such an easy win for the other team,” the rude, high-pitched interviewer asked. You saw jack shrug and try to keep his composure. He was fiddling with the headset and his jersey. All he wanted was to be home and in your arms.

“Umm..uh..it never feels good to be on the losing side of the battle, but..uhh we tried to get it back,” he stammered out,” we need to work on something’s, sometimes that’s how games go.”

His voice was cracking–his thoughts were everywhere. You were outraged that they would pose such sensitive questions to him after such a game. After a few more questions, a lot more heartbreak, your boyfriend's suffering was over. The interview ended.

Jack went to grab his things. You immediately went to wait for him–texting him that you would go and get the car so that you two would get head home quickly.

The second jack got into your car you could tell that he had been crying. His hair was damp, his eyes were glossy, and he had a fake smile on his face. He reached his hand over to hold yours silently. You didn’t want to push him.

You knew better than to try and force Jack to talk to you. He would when he was ready.

The ten-minute drive from the arena back to your shared apartment went by quickly. You hummed to the soft music playing on the radio. The whole trip home Jack just stared out the window silently. you almost thought he was asleep by the time you parked.

“Jacky, we're here.” He shuffled out of the car and walked to grab his bag from the back. You went to unlock the door and put on some food. Having already had dinner prepared before the game, you turned on the oven and placed the lasagna inside.

That’s when you heard it.

The sound of sobs rang through the house. It was Jack. You tumbled through the hall to find where he was. Jack was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands. He looked so very fragile. The world was putting its weight on your boy's shoulders. No matter how hard you would try, you couldn’t fix it.

“Jack, I love you, I need you to take a deep breath” you lovingly stated. Your arms snaked their way around his shoulders and pulled his head into your chest. You just hoped that he couldn’t hear how quickly your heart was racing. Jack had never broken down like this. sure, you had seen him have a rough game or two, but you’d never seen him so defeated like this. His head was pressed into your neck. He was clinging onto you as if you disappear if he’d let go.

This was the same Jack Hughes that went through every day with a smile, the Jack that would laugh constantly, and the boy that was undeniably himself. That Jack had been reduced to a heartbroken and self-doubting boy.

“How can I help you, Baby?” you ask. You knew that you’d do anything and everything for your boyfriend. Hell, you’d go and fight every man ever of that opposite team despite your inability to fight and the fact they all had +3” on you. “hold me,” Jack mumbled into your chest as he continued to shake. You did what he asked until the timer on the oven went off.

By now, his sobs had faded into ragged breaths. The few final beeps on the timer signaled dinner was ready. You were gentle as you pulled away from Jack, leaving a soft kiss on his head, and went to pull the lasagna out. You cut it into small pieces put it onto some plates. You poured two glasses of water.

Meanwhile, in the other room, jack changed himself into sweats and a hoodie. With watery eyes and a shaky voice, he tried to tell you that he wasn’t hungry. He knew that you wouldn’t let him go to bed without at least having a few bites and a glass of water. He listened to your loving nagging.

Most days, your boyfriend would resist you trying to baby him. After the day he had, he needed it. He felt comfortable knowing that he’d always have you to pick him back up when he fell, and you knew that you always had him.

You grabbed his hand and led him back to your shared room. Where you asked him to put on a show for you two to watch. Then you went back to the kitchen to clean up dinner. Once finished, you tiptoed into your bedroom to be greeted by a sleeping Jack.

He snored softly with his hair covering his eyes. oh, how you loved this boy. You made sure that his water bottle is full and he was tucked in by plenty of blankets. Once you were completely ready for bed, you pulled the boy to rest lightly on your chest. Whispering sweet nothings to him as he slept. All you could hope is that tomorrow he would feel a bit better.

#nhl imagine #nhl blurb #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #hockey imagine #nhl angst #nhl fluff

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Perspective

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: Fluff, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: Corpse recounts the time he first met his now best friend who too has been gifted with a deep voice.

Requested by two Anons. This fic is a mash up of two very similar requests I got from an unnamed Anon and 🖤🥀 Anon, so a big thank you to the both of you for sending in your requests! I’m really sorry to be posting your requested fic so late but I hope the final product is gonna make the wait you had to endure worth it! If you come across it and read it, I hope you enjoy it! Love, Vy ❤

“Yeah, yeah ok, I know.“ I can’t help but playfully roll my eyes at the comments that are flooding in, “Before any more people address it - even though it’s only been five minutes - I’m gonna address it myself: I apologize for the absence of the guest I promised would accompany me on this stream. She made the choice to party until late - or should I say early - and is currently probably asleep. And...I just don’t have the heart to wake her.“

In all honesty, all the blame should fall on Y/N’s lack of responsibility but I could never say such a thing - she rarely let’s herself loose and allows herself to have fun so there’s no way I’m gonna hold this one instance against her. Quite the contrary actually: I hope she starts going out and having fun more frequently cause really deserves it. She’s a super hardworking girl, studying college and working her ass off simultaneously.

“For those of you who don’t know who I’m referring to: the girl in question is Y/N, aka Jumpscaretastic, a horror games oriented streamer. She was supposed to join me for this freaky journey but...yeah I’ll have to endure it on my own because fuck me.“ I take a look at my chat again, deciding to keep this interaction with my viewers going for a bit longer before I start the game. I may be stalling but you sure as hell won’t hear me admit it. The game may be terrifying as hell - I have no doubt it is - but I doubt it would affect me so much if Y/N was here. My eyebrows furrow automatically at the sight of one specific question that I’ve been getting asked quite a lot recently and I’ve been doing my best to avoid it cause the idea - to me, at least - is so messed up. Why, we’ll get into that later. “No- ok, this is the first and last time I’ll be addressing this wild assumption, you guys, so listen carefully. Y/N and I are by no means related. I’m not related to every deep-voiced person on this planet, just FYI.“ Speaking of Y/N’s deep voice which I’ve gotten so accustomed to hearing, I can’t help but recall the first interaction the two of us had when she got invited by Toast for a game of Among Us with us when Felix canceled on us due to technical difficulties. “I may not be related to her but she really put into perspective how other people feel and react when they hear my voice. I, honestly speaking was astonished by hers.“

A few months ago

“Ok guys, since Felix texted me about an hour ago, saying he won’t be able to make it, I invited a friend of mine so I hope that’s ok with you.“ Toast announces when the majority of us have accumulated in the lobby.

“Yeah, all cool. An introduction to them would be nice though.“ Charlie says, tampering with his avatar’s appearance on the in-game laptop.

“Oh, I’m sure she can do that herself.” He says with a bit of a chuckle, “Y/N?“

“I’m here, I’m here.“

My gaze moves from my chat to the monitor displaying the game in an instant as though it would reveal to me who the owner of this unfamiliar voice that just travelled through my headphones is. You know how my voice is considerably deep, yeah well this girl’s voice is six feet below that. My eyes have widened without me even noticing as I hurry to unmute myself despite being a little late to the reaction party which already consists of a ton of ‘OMG’s and “WHOA”s from the rest of the people in the call. Not one of them, however, considers to question the authenticity of the voice.

“Was that a voice changer or something?“ I say, my eyebrows shooting up when I hear the laugh I receive in response to the question - a sound so deep but simultaneously sweet and girly it messes with my head.

“I wish I kept count so I could tell you which number on the list of people who’ve asked me that you fall under.“ The girl, Y/N replies, “But for the record no, it’s not a voice changer.“

Realizing how hypocritical this question probably seems coming from me, I decide to believe her - probably cause she gets nothing if she lies anyways. “Oh, so this is how it feels hearing my voice for the first time, huh?“ I say, slowly nodding my head, still in slight disbelief.

“Yeah, meeting her was quite rattling - in the best way possible though.“ I say, fixating myself back in reality following the little trip back in time to the day Y/N and I met. “She’s now one of my best friends so that should tell you enough.“

It goes without saying that, since she’s my best friend, I know her quite well. That being said, with the detailed knowledge I have on her, I can guess she’s gonna be in for a massive hangover when she wakes up. I just hope she texts me when she does so I can make sure she’s at least semi-functional. Just then, my phone buzzes with a message. Much to my shock, it’s a message from Y/N. Truth be told, I didn’t expect her to be up for another hour or two or three but here she is, sending a simple text that reads:

“My head’s pounding like a drum mid rock n’ roll concert“

There are no emojis accompanying the message, suggesting she’s deadly serious and in quite a bit of pain. Ok, I won’t sugarcoat it - she’s in a fuck-load of pain right now.

“The Sleeping Beauty has awaken and is complaining about a headache, just in case you were wondering.“ I chuckle seemingly nonchalantly as I silently contemplate whether to text her back or call her instead. Who’s gonna know better than my viewers, after all... “You guys think I should call her? Or would that annoy her?“ I ask, furrowing my brows at the chat as I see different responses coming in.

Meh, fuck it - I think to myself, already taking my phone to call Y/N when the support of my viewers floods in as well.

She picks up after two rings, letting out a sound that sets the tone for the discomfort she’s in.

“Hello to you too.“ I say, putting the call on speaker so my mic can pick up her responses. “Would you please rate the pain you’re in right now on a scale 1-10?“

“A hundred.“ Her strained, raspy and deeper than usual voice comes through, stealing a chuckle from me, “I’m hungover and still a bit drunk. Like, how does that even work?“

“The morning after is a straight-up bitch. Welcome to the world of bad decisions.“ I tell her compassionately, low-key wishing I could go over to her place and provide her with at least a tiny bit of comfort, as much as I can.

“Yeah...“ she sighs halfway dramatically, “Anyhow, we usually text around this time, what’s up with the call?“

“Just wanted to make sure my best-girl wasn’t really dying, you know. Who am I supposed to annoy in Among Us if you’re not there, after all?” I raise my brow and, although she can’t see me, I bet she can probably guess I’m doing that.

“Whatever...“ The same way I can imagine her rolling her eyes while smiling as she said that, “Tell me this, am I wrong or was I supposed to be on your stream today?“

I barely manage to hold in my laughter at the question, “Uh, yeah you were, but...” she doesn’t let me finish my sentence, instead cuts me of:

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry, Corpse! I totally forgot. Believe me, if I could roll my ass out of bed I’d hop in but I really can’t. Unless you want me to be a bore for an hour and a half, that is.“

“For starters, you could never be a bore to me.“ I say matter-of-factly, “And for seconds, you’re kinda on the stream anyway...“

“Come again?“ She cuts me off yet again, “You’re calling me mid-stream? If so, hey everyone! Sorry I couldn’t join, I promise to make it up to both you and Corpse soon.“ A yawn comes from her end before she continues, “As of now, I think I’ll go back to sleep.“

“Alright, alright. I’ll call you again later to make sure you’re still alive. Sleep tight.“ I tell her, already hovering my thumb over the ‘Hang up‘ button.

“Won’t let the hangover bite.“ She slurs/murmurs, stealing my opportunity to end the call cause she does it herself.

I stare at my phone for a second, finally becoming aware of the grin that has spread across my face. Eventually, I address my viewers once again, “There you have it, guys. Technically, you can give her a pass for answering the call, especially in her current state, so let’s all agree to not hold this against her, cool?“

A brief look at my chat shows me the ton of fluffy comments that are coming in as a reaction to the interaction Y/N and I just had. One, however, sticks out especially. It reads: ‘You like her or smt?’

“Do I like Y/N?“ I read the comment out loud, a smirk coming across my face, “Of course I do. She’s a darling.“ If I had a webcam on I’d look straight into the lens and wink. That’s probably spark more than enough rumors, but at the very least they wouldn’t be wrong. “I’ve stalled enough, Outlast is waiting.“ I announce, finally starting the game. After all, it cannot be scarier than the conspiracies my fans could come up with. I get it though - from their perspective, we’re already the perfect couple; from my perspective we’re impossible because from Y/N’s perspective we’re best friends.

Ain’t that how it always goes?

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years ago

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It’s A Match Chapter One

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Summary: Filming is over and Henry returns home to and empty house. And he doesn't like it, things are getting to him and he doesn't want to be alone anymore. Then his brother suggests online dating, it sounds mad but henry decides to give it a shot. If worst comes to worst he just deletes the profile. He has nothing to loose right?

Warnings: Angst, Swearing, Cheese, Self Indulgent Fic, Rpf, Plus sized reader.

A/N: so I wrote this before the whole 'girlfriend' shock and everything that has followed. I was of two minds whether to ever post it but honestly, this is my blog and I've clearly stated that i am going to continue writing Rpf. I want to do a little ficlet/mini fic and well here we go. It wont be smutty just somewhat angsty then fluffy. Enjoy~

Taglist: In Reblogs.

Henry slumped back on the seat in his conservatory and sighed, from here he could see his brothers and their wives outside, each snuggled up on the out door wicker sectional he had got to have the family over. It was the first family get together for over a year. He was happy, god it was amazing to see them but... He couldn't help being a tad envious.

They all had a family, wife and kids to go through this shitstorm in. He had no one, well he ha Kal. But that was it he sighed and looked away sipping from his cup slowly takeing a moment for himself. He needed to just chill, but it was getting hard... This year had really knocked him back he was at an all time low he hadn't felt like this for a long time. He knew he was depressed, he felt stupid there was no reason to be but there we go.

Henry had been getting himself all twisted for a while now, filming the Witcher helped but now that was over and he was home alone. Left with his thoughts in a big empty house.

"Sooo little brother want to tell me what's going on or am I gonna have to get mum in here?" Henry jumped at the voice and spun around to face his brother who was keeping a safe distance at the door. Wiping his hands down clearly just having washed them again.

"I ah its nothing, you know me I'm a worry wart" he said waving off his older brother he didn't want to bring down the mood of the small gathering, it was why he had come in here to take a breather.

"You called us all here for a visit hen, out of the blue when lockdown is still being eased out. Its clear you don't want to be alone, yet your sitting in here alone." His older brother said leaning on the door frame folding his arms trying to figure out what was really going on. He could see his little brother was hurting he wanted to help.

"I've got Kal" Henry said with a chuckle and looked about for the bear only to frown and sigh seeing the room was empty apart fro him and his brother.

"Kal's outside with the kids hen, what's up? You can tell me you know" henry sided as his sibling moved sitting in the small seat across from him. He knew that his family would listen but he felt so... spoilt like he was asking too much and was being selfish. It wasn't like him.

He grunted leaning back choosing not to look at his brother instead focusing on the cup in his hand. He spun it slightly then heaved a sigh. He wasn't getting away with not speaking about it, he was going to air out his worries one way or another. With his brother or his mother, and he loved his mother but this was? He wanted to keep this issues close to his chest. So far only Kal knew about his problems.

"I... I've had enough... just had enough of fucking covid and being alone... i felt isolated before all this shit kicked off and now?" He vented releasing all the fears he had. It was tough, he was a family man without his own little family, he hadn't managed to find anyone to share his life with and it got to him. He tried being sincere and polite, he took care of himself and tried staying true to himself but... something was missing it had to be! On paper he was a safe bet a good man! Yet his relationships never worked. There were different opinions or his other half couldn't handle the life style or they tried changing him or they couldn't put up with the way he loved so furiously- so openly wanting to always hold and kiss them. It just never quite worked.

"Its- fuck everything has just caught up with me...worries I've had for a few years now I could ignore them you know? I had other stuff going on, was always out and about meetings and press tours I was busy! But now?" He tried putting his feeling into words but he was conscious, he didn't want to whine or bitch about his life. He loved his work and the life he had made for himself he just? Wanted someone to share it with.

"Now after covid you've got all the time in the world to think?" Henry nodded agreeing with his brother. Covid had made him face these fears head on. He has been alone for the best part of a year with the uncertainty of his work and filming quarantines and isolations.

"Yeah, it hurts I'm... I'm in deep and I? I don't know how I'm getting out of this slump" henry finally said outloud, his brother dipped his head listening to him as he ranted. Started letting out all the frustration and anxiety out but stopped short with another growl closeing his hand around the cup tightly hissing in frustration then looked away.

"And what's caused it? I know you hate being alone but?" Henry sighed shaking his head as his brother tried coaxing more out of him. He drew in a shaky breath wanting to cry, he was just so lost and upset over being upset and alone.

"Two lock downs... Two alone- I? If this carries on for the next few years I don't... I don't want to be alone anymore! I want to settle down, I want an actual personal life! A relationship a family and? How? How am I gonna find all that? They want fame or money or something! Women never seem to want me for me, they say the do then judge me for my hobbies- I'm a geek I like tech and games and fantasy! And women don't like that" he spewed the words like they were venom, half ashamed of being so dramatic but the fear was real. Henry was scared, he wanted love. He wanted a family of his own, and it seemed impossible, now more then ever.

"I want to meet someone who will take me as I am, for me and I just I'm giving up. I'm giving up on it I can feel it, almost forty and look, alone unmarried no kids-I have no one to share my life with, it hurts am I not good enough for that?" He hung his head as he spoke the final words put loud. He felt so vain and full of himself when he said them out loud, his skin crawled.

But it was how he felt, being the muscular decent looking man he was didn't go with his personality. He was a geek and the woman who were drawn to him didn't want that. And the woman that shared his hobbies normally weren't confident enough to even speak to him. Society's views on acceptable couples had put Henry in no mans land.

"What about online dating?" His brother spoke up but Henry just grunted rolling his eyes frustrated.

"What? No I cant do that I'd be fucking swamped" he hissed in irritation frustrated at the mere suggestion of him trying to date online.

"Whoa hold your horses let me finish I mean come on Hen there's bound to be hundreds of shy sweet women on there, I mean girls that are into your hobbies and stuff aren't usually the ones out and about partying and stuff, so its more likely they will be online" his brother quickly explained before Henry could pop off on one and shut him down.

Henry opened his mouth and stopped himself. That was a good point. Many of the women he would click with weren't going to be in bars or fancy parties. They were normally shy and at home most of the time reading or playing games.

"I... You really think i could meet someone? Meet the one online?" He asked in a small voice warming to the idea. His sibling smiled and nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes little brother, your a down to earth guy, just make a profile and have a look, if you don't like what you see you can delete the profile" henry nodded slowly thinking it over. There'd be no harm if he failed well he'd be no worse off, a little disheartened but that's about it.

"Look write down a few things you want in your dream girl, have a pseudo name like fucking I don't know Hank! Or something and say your a runner on set or something" his brother spoke up quickly as Henry sat back and actually thought about it seriously. He was right, henry could tweak things and be careful about what he shared and if he did meet the one then she'd understand... He could explain the predicament he was in. That he just wanted someone who liked him for him. And he would only reveal himself to her if she was the one and he was sure she would understand. As long as he was himself and honest about everything else in his life then there was no harm... and if he used proper photos of himself just... half cropped out then? It wasn't catfishing? Because he was being himself just using the nickname his mother used to call him.

"O-okay so be myself but... Just tweak a few things? So they don't know its me?" He reiterated to his brother still trying to figure out the morality of this whole idea.

"Yes! No full on pictures, no photos of Kal either new photos henry not old, maybe of your eyes up or something? Girls love blue eyed boy- not your right that brown will give you away... you could even fuck em up with a behind the scenes character photo? I mean come on how many men use a superman photo for their profile these days?" He encouraged wanting more then anything to cheer up his little brother.

"I yeah... That could work ,thank you- I'm sorry I got so worked up it... Its just getting to me now" henry apologised but his brother shook his head and chuckled standing up to go back outside to the others that were all happily chatting in the garden.

"I know Hen, look just give it a go, you might be surprized... come on lets get back out there, after all you are the host~ you cant just run off and hide" henry grinned standing and following his brother. It was decided, he'd give online dating a go!

A week later Henry sat at the computer everything was ready, he'd taken some precise photos and had spent the last half hour writing a profile up. He had felt a little guilty about this... Was he lying? Technically it was him, he was going by Hank which was a nickname his parents gave him as a child, luckily this site didn't require a surname because honestly? He had no clue! To fend off some guilt he had thrown in a behind the scenes photo of himself as superman it wasn't much but it helped take the edge off. The other photos were cropped and there were a good few just so that the women knew he wasn't technically a catfish; he even did one with him covering half of his face with a piece of paper with Hank scrawled across it. At the time he felt silly but it helped with his anxiety over the whole thing.

He paused for a second eyeing the screen rereading the profile over and over trying to make sure it was alright and honest. And it was, he had explained a little about himself, his hobbies and interests and his job... Only brushing over he worked for the film and tv industry recently working for Netflix he hadn't exactly explained what he did but there was enough information.

With a deep breath he clicked the button his mouse hovered over going live with the profile. Now all he had to do was wait and hope he caught a good womans eye. Within moments a few profiles popped up, matches. He scanned them flicking through some of the profiles and felt his heart crack. They were all full of badly filtered photos and used slang that to be honest he didn't even understand. What was so hard about using plain English?

He growled growing frustrated clicking through what were clearly a bunch of wannabe sugar babies. Each profile had a main photo a little bit of info then a few more pictures added to them. He scanned each one quickly going through the motions judging each one. 'Too far away... Your clearly not even eighteen?... Oh you like dc? Really hate to break it to you but thor is not a dc character' Henry grunted as he bypassed what felt like hundreds of women each with their own 'duck face' selfie most advertising their Instagram pages some even ballsy enough to add their only fans pages.

'Wait a second who was that?' He paused and scrolled back up and eyed the image on screen. It was a face on photo a cute woman smiling uncomfortably. Unlike everyone else's there was no distorting blur or heavy editing, the only make up was in the form of eyeliner in a set of black slightly uneven cat eyes. A slightly skewed black flicks making a point of no editing on the photo.

She was a full figured woman with proper kissable round cheeks and a sweet nervous grin. Her eyes were what got him, they were kind and genuine he could see she was uneasy about the photo but she was beautiful. She lived about half hour away which wasn't to bad.

Henry clicked the profile and scrolled down she didn't smoke, drunk occasionally and had no children. She did however have a college education in animal care and ran a small business. Centred on dogs by the looks of it. He moved further down reading the profile.

Y/n, 30, business owner, e/c, 5'4, curvy

I'm shy so will take a while to warm up to you. A honest woman, sometimes to honest I don't seem to have a filter 🤗 I'm laid back and tend to be sarcastic and I love animals I'm a kc certified dog breeder as well as run a small successful business that caters to dogs. So if you are allergic or don't like dogs then leave now but thank you for clicking🙃

I spend most of my free time gaming or reading. I enjoy the fantasy genre and love dc and marvel (though I love dc just a tad more🤫)

I have one fur baby in the form of my lovely girl Amii who is a three year old malamute. Yes malamute not a husky or Akita so again if you don't like dogs or big dogs I'm not the girl for you.

I'm looking for someone to have fun and maybe build a life with. Covid has been tough being single and decided that it was about time I tried this whole online dating thing. If you want to chat pop me a message ��

I do not have a personal Instagram, snapchat or only fans! Stop asking for pictures!😠😠

Henry's face split into a huge grin. She seemed to good to be true. She was wholesome, successful in her own right and looked fun. She didn't seem to be full of kale and bullshit. Just genuine and? Henry couldn't put his finger on it but there was something drawing him to this woman.

True to her word there was no Instagram link, no only fans or snap chat or anything. He scrolled further seeing photos of her and the biggest fluffiest dog he had ever seen in his life. She was sitting down next to who he assumed was Amii her dog and he melted. Y/n looked happy and content, living her best life.

There was nothing that sent alarm bells ringing, no racey photos or 'Netflix and chill' innuendos. The profile was clean and genuine. He was right the woman was a little chunky but extraordinarily beautiful. The curves suited her and made her look more... cheerful and he could tell she was strong aswell, you had to be to have a huge dog like that about you.

There were photos of her walking a large pack of dogs in the wood; that he recognised! They were the very same he took Kal to only ten minuets down the road, he even recognised the small logo of her company on the jacket she wore. He had seen dog walkers wearing the same jacket so he knew of her brand. I he remembered correctly the company offered dog walking, grooming and kennel facilities as well as offering Breeding services helping stud dogs and stuff. They also helped advertise registered breeders and took in rescues for rehoming. It was a brilliant little company that he had even used for Kal once or twice to get his teeth cleaned and nails clipped, because Kal was a bugger for his pedicures!

He moved further down seeing more photos of the woman a small section with the games and tv she liked. Witcher was in both the tv and games category aswell as peaky blinders, Vikings and a few other shows.

Henry paused as he saw the chat button. Should he? He but his lip twisting on the spot in he chair rocking from side to side. What harm is there? He could just send a message she looked like a fun loving woman, he shared the same interests and stuff... so why not?

His fingers hovered over the keys ready to type out the words. But he choked. His mind ran blank what does he say? Hi? I saw your profile? Does he ask for a date? What does he do?

He let his hands fall and growled. Then scanned over the side of the message bar seeing a few pre-typed responses.

'It's a match!' 'You look fun, lets chat' 'I like your profile picture'

He winced they all seemed... wrong? Somehow they were polite and all but it- they wasn't personal or anything just... not quite right. He looked down as Kal came padding over and slumped next to him resting his chin on his foot with a loud sigh. With that Henry had an idea typing away a little message and hitting send before he could really think.

You sighed typing away the latest wage slips and added up all the various overtime, you really needed some more staff on now that lockdown was coming to an end. Thankfully animal care was essential so you hadn't been hit too hard a few staff were on furlough as they were extreme high risk and shielding but you were going out of your way to make the premises covid safe. Luckily it wasn't too hard as much of the business was just a few staff and lots of dogs.

You frowned when a chat icon popped up in to corner of your screen. 'Hank?' You though trying to remember if you knew a Hank? Maybe a client or some old friend... but you honestly couldn't recall. You l saved your document and clicked the small icon bringing up a chat and frowned a you read the little message.

'I call my dog bear but he has nothing on Amii, Shes the fluffiest dog I've ever seen in my life she looks perfect for bear hugs😅'

'what the hell?' You cursed scrunching your nose up at the screen rereading the words. That's a bit random... you clicked his icon a small photo of half of his face then froze as a dating profile opened up. 'Oh... shit' you said seeing that your own profile you'd set up a few days ago out of curiosity had garnered the attention of the handsome blue eyed stranger. You swallowed biting you lip thoughts of finishing updating your records now gone as you scanned Hanks profile and a small smile crossed your face.

Hank, 37, works in the film industry. Blue eyes, 6ft, muscular.

Decided to finally try this online dating, unsure what to say other then I'm looking for a life partner. I like to think I'm funny and laid back. I'm fit and active but that doesn't mean you have to be, but maybe my lady could come for walks with me and my four legged son? I promise he's my best freind and a good boy.

My job is tough and I'm away for long periods of time, but when I'm home I like to play games and am into warcraft. I paint miniatures when I can. Fantasy and superheroes are a big part of my hobbies so if you don't like all things geek then I'm probably not for you.

But if they are? Then feel free to message me, I will reply when I can.

You read and re-read the profile And your hands hovered over your chicklet keyboard. Biting your lip, do you respond? He seemed sweet and real... if that made sense. You took a deep breath. What was the worst that could happen? Asking for a plane ticket? You decided to take a chance and typed back a reply hitting send whilst you had your nerve and then flushed.

"And they say fluffy dogs only lure in women~" You giggled to yourself moving a hand over the huge fluffy girl beside you giving her pets whislt thinking of a reply.

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crow-drawing-their-cards · 3 years ago

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Headcannons for the main 4(5?)

Mario, Luigi, Peach and Bowser + Jr/ Koopaling's as well. these are my personal headcannons and this is just for fun. what are your headcannons?

WARNING/TW/CW for: swearing, implied/bullying, scares, self-h*rm/depression

Mario (cis, He/Him, Straight)

- the reason his moustache is so different compared to Luigi's is because due to all the fights he gets in he doesn't brush it or his hair that often leaving it to get knotty

- his hair use to be curly but due to immense brushing and many fights over the years it turned straight

- social butterfly since he was born

- he loves adventure

- has many scars all over his body but he see's them as trophies/achievements then a bad thing

- he's not the best cook in the world but he can still make a few good things when he can (he has a MASSIVE sweet tooth and mainly makes deserts or sweeter things)

- he talks mainly English now but, due to Luigi speaking Italian at home, he does speak Italian at home but he's not limited to it

- he does welding! he can make beautiful sculptures and Peach has many in her royal gardens

Luigi (trans, He/Him/They, Gay)

- His hair is soft and fluffy with soft curls due to him not going on adventures much and he takes a lot of time for caring for himself

- he use to be a social butterfly but that got him the wrong attention and now has a pretty low self-esteem

- doesn't have the best way of coping with things and takes things to heart a lot (he has self-h*arm scares)

- he doesn't mind adventure its just that it drains him so much

- he and E.gadd stay in touch throughout the year for updates on King Boo and if there's anything that needs to be sorted (he goes to E.gadd if Polterpup is having issues)

- he loves to bake/cook! and he's really good at it. he cooks many types of meal but he likes to try and stay traditional

- he also does gardening and loves to talk about flower language

- he speaks only Italian unless there are guest/people he needs to talk to

- he also isn't the best when it comes to English and has some difficulty in writing and reading as well as some words he cant pronounce properly

- in fact he and bowser write letters to each other and he gets better over time (and flustered with how sweet Bowser is to him)

- loves dresses and will wear them when he can

Peach (cis, She/Her/They, Pan)

- although she normally has her hair out she loves to do many hair styles! space buns, braids and so many more!

- she's very open towards people but sometimes she just cant and has to take a break

- sick of Bowser's shit

- can speak English and Japanese and is now onto learning Italian (may or may not be to impress Mario ;)

- she's really good at baking. she and Luigi share recipes to try out

- she donates a lot of money to people in need (one of the main reasons most people like her, she's just really nice!)

- does rock climbing in her spar time (do NOT challenge her)

Bowser (cis, He/Him, Bi)

- #1 Dad

- his hair is a mess let me tell you

- brushing it out can take hours since he complains about it a lot

- may act tough but he's a softy

- when every he needs to take most of the kids somewhere he lets them climb on his back

- doesn't know how to cook anything more then a basic meal

- He's really good at English and is perfect at it. just don't let him write anything when he's tired it gets really weird (poor Luigi had to read some cryptic things)

- Kamek is his Dad and Kamek is also sick of his shit

- the spikes on his jewellery (?) are actually made of foam as to not hurt his kids when they go up to hug him

Jr (cis, He/Him, I don't think he knows his yet)

- C H A O S

- has too much energy and most people have trouble getting him to bed, takes about an hour or two

- Luigi can get him to sleep in about 20 minutes due to him swaying gently and humming

- he's really good at art! almost every form he can master

- he doesn't like most school subjects but he does like science, art and a surprise to most, maths!

- he and the koopaling's play pranks on anyone they can

- the koopalings are his siblings and their favourite song is 'Kidnap the Sandy Claws' from the Nightmare Before Christmas

And that's all for now! I hope you didn't mind the long post and how different it is compared to what I normally do here. if you have any questions or things you would like to add on please do so! (im really lonely please just say something)

#bowser #bowser jr #mario headcanons #luigi nintendo #luigi #mario nintendo #mario #peach toadstool #peach #koopalings #implied bowuigi #bowuigi #kamek #this was fun #please say hi

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sailorhyunjinz · 4 years ago

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~ Heated ~

Warnings: Hybrid!au, bunny!fem!reader x wolf!dom!Bangchan x kitty!dom!Minho, threesome, consensual sex (YALL BE SAFE), penetrative sex (AGAIN, BE SAFE), reader goes into heat idfk?, jealousy (like a lot), nicknames (bunny, slut), sliiight dacryphilia, blowjobs, fingering, cum eating, creampie.

Word Count: 2,556 words (YO CHILL)

Requested: YE thank u anon *tips fedora*

Note: YALL this is the first time ive EVER written something like this and tbh i didn’t even know wtf hybrids did so i did my research lmao and if this sounds hella uneducated it’s because i am.... i studied biology in school but... not this 😳

Also I CANT FIND ANY GOOD GIFS OF THEM TOGETHER

A bunny, a wolf and a cat in the same space was anything but calm. You knew because that’s how you lived.

“Y/n! We’re leaving” exclaimed Bangchan from the hallway. They had some sort of meeting to attend which they told you about at dinner yesterday. You ran to the hallway in order to say farewell to your two loving boyfriends, that small tail of yours wiggling in the air.

Being much smaller than they were you jumped a tiny bit to reach their lips, kissing them goodbye.

“Be safe!” you yelled out the door as you saw their figures disappear.

“We will!” they yelled back in unison before the three of you giggled.

You were hit by the cold breeze from outside as you closed the heavy front door. Already missing them you sat down on the grey couch, throwing a blanket over yourself and putting on some TV show.

Hours later you heard a distinct chatter getting closer. It was Bangchan and Minho! The door handle of the front door rustled and your ears jerked to the location from where the sound was coming from. The two boys walked into the shared apartment giggling and chatting but something wasn’t right. Your scent never deceived you and in that moment you could have sweared that the smell of another female hybrid was lurking around them. You walked up to them and hugged both the boys, not wanting to make a scene just as they entered. Minho patted you on the head and ears and as you stood closer to the duo there was no doubt in your mind that they had been around another female in her heat since the pheromones change during that time.

“Had fun?” you asked them while they took of their shoes.

“It was alright” Minho said plainly. You were confused by the lack of emotions on his face. He walked straight by you, tail just as emotionless as his face. Bangchan pecked your forehead as your eyes were still glued to Minhos figure.

“What’s with him?” you asked the bigger boy.

“I..I don’t know y/n”. His voice sounded unsure and that only added to your suspicion. The smell of a female hybrid was still hitting your nose and so without thinking you blurted out to Bangchan;

“Were you near other girls?”

He was caught off guard by your brash question. His shaking pupils and flattened ears gave you an answer which made your blood boil.

“I can smell it on you Bangchan, don’t lie” you said with a stern voice while you looked up intensely at the boy.

He was frozen in place and couldn’t form a sentence before you slammed him towards the wall. Maybe slammed is a overexaggeration, more like pushed because he was double your size.

“Ok y/n! We might have...hugged a female and then realized she was going through her heat but we didn’t mean it!” he blurted out, scared of the fact that your ears were now tight against your head.

Now you understood why Minho had run off in such a hurry. When another female was in her heat it could trigger other hybrids as well and you felt the effects right away. Not only were you aggravated but helplessly rubbing your thighs together.

You stepped aside letting Bangchan go to which he did the same thing as Minho and hurried out of your sight. You stood there dumbfounded and horny. They had caused a problem and now they were going to have to fix it. Stomping, you made your way to the room from where you heard anxious chatter which was the bedroom.

“BANGCHAN AND MINHO!” you flung the bedroom door open and the chatter died down. You were met with two pairs of freightened eyes staring at you from the bedroom floor.

“Uhm...y-y/n... are you sure that you aren’t going through your heat right now?” Minho said hesitantly not wanting to annoy you even more.

You bolted to the cat-like boy and with a handful of this t-shirt you threw him against the wall, nearly knocking down a picture frame. Yet again, ‘threw’ being an overexaggeration but what wasn’t an overexaggeration was your temper.

Minho’s breath hitched as his back hit the wall Bangchan was still glued to the floor, not moving in fear of pissing you off even more. You looked Minho dead into the eyes but you were immedietly flustered as he smirked, responding to your eye contact with his slightly yellow cat eyes. The smirk turned into a insulting laughter as he licked his lips. His shadow was cast on you which made you appear small in comparison. The catboy approached you slowly, his fluffy tail standing up and wagging from side to side. Your ears got low as you backed away from him, still looking into his yellow marbled eyes. Bangchan’s gaze moved along your movements and stopped when you were blocked by the bed and couldn’t move away any longer. You sat down on the bed making you even smaller as Minho towered over you. His soft tail brushed against your arm sending a shiver down your spine. His ears twitched once before he bent down, feeling his warm breath against your cheek as he looked you into those innocent bunny eyes.

“Good bunnies don’t act like that, isn’t that right Bangchan?”

Your eyes shifted towards the wolf-like boy that had now stood up and was getting closer to you. You clenched your thighs together as you felt bare under Minhos intense gaze.

“Look at our little bunny, feeling desperate?” Bangchan cooed as he spread your legs with his foot, leaning towards you just like Minho.

“It’s n-not fair!” you proclaimed, leaning back on your hands against the bed and gripping the bedsheets, squeezing the fabric tightly.

“What’s not fair? It’s not our fault our little bunny is such a slut and heats so easily” he purred towards you. He wasn’t wrong.

Bangchan sat down beside you, feeling the weight of the bed shift. He snaked his big hands up your thigh eventually reaching your sopping cunt. You grinded against his hand and tried to gain some sort of friction between his warm hand and your clothed pussy. Minho grinned before he crashed his lips onto yours and once again his smugness shoked you. The kiss was wet and sloppy in contrast to his teeth that were sharp. You moaned in the kiss as Bangchan had slipped his hand underneath your panties and was now feeling your wet folds.

“We’ve barely done anything bunny” he growled against your ear as his canines poked out of his mouth. You shuddered, not only from Bangchans voice but how his two digits entered into your aching cunt at the same time Minho was swirling his tongue around yours.

Bangchan took off his clothes and then yours while the kiss advanced. Minho tilted his head and cupped your face into his hands as he rubbed his thumbs across your cheeks. You broke the kiss to catch a breath of air but before you knew it Bangchan layed you down on the bed, hovering above your naked figure. In the corner of your eye you saw Minho slowly undressing, his hardening member springing out of his underwear.

Bangchan attached his plump lips on yours that were slightly swollen from the intense kiss earlier. His hands roamed free on your body and kneaded your breasts firmly. The small whimpers that came out of your mouth only teased Bangchan more, now sucking purple marks onto your neck and boobs. Eventually he reached down to your throbbing cunt, kissing it a couple times before flattening his tongue against your folds. Moaning, you grabbed a fistful of his thick hair, pressing his face nearer. His tongue worked like magic as it twirled around your enlarged clit, feeling his sharp teeth from time to time when he softly nibbled on it. His tongue jabbed at you needy hole, making wet sounds everytime he did that. The pleasure was immense which was seen by the way your legs shaked. Bangchan saw the pained expression on your face as you were struggeling to part your legs and decided to give you a helping hand by pinning you things down to the bed, slowly tracing his fingers up and down them. Just as you arched your back Minho appeared and tapped Bangchan on the shoulder as a sign to move away. Bangchan nodded and sat further down the bed, pumping his raging erection as his eyes watched how Minho’s face got closer to yours. Those vertical slits in Minho’s eyes never failed to make you scared. His soft fingertips traced downwards as he stared at you and as his fingers reached your cunt that was sucked dry moments earlier he inserted two fingers without any precautions making your ears lurch up.

Your brows furrowed as you looked at him with a pleasurable expression on your face but he just smirked that teasing smirk yet again. His fingers pumped in and out of you at the same pace that Bangchan was pumping himself. His tip was coated with a drop of precum and his girth made your mouth water. When Minho’s fingers started reaching your g-spot you tightly shut your eyes as moans spilled out of you like liquid. He kissed you on your forehead before pulling out his fingers, leaving you empty. You groaned at the loss of contact but was quickly filled up again when Bangchan alined his member with your hole before sliding into you with ease. His tail brushed again your leg as he started pounding into you, not giving you any time to adjust. Minho couldn’t just sit there and jerk off, he needed to get into the action as well and so he yanked you by the hair, almost gripping your ears and rested his dick on your swollen lips. You looked up towards his cat-like face and hesitated because Bangchans was already sending you into overdrive. Minho saw the hesitation in your eyes before scoffing and saying;

“you wanted this slut”

He was right. You mouth was longing for his length. All hesitation washed away as you started sucking him off. First licking the tip before sinking down on his shaft, feeling him twitch inside your wet mouth. You were trying your best, bobbing your head up and down with speed but as Bangchan thursted into you harder and harder you couldn’t help but to occasionally let out a broken moan against Minho’s hard dick. This pissed him off. He pulled your hair, moving your face closer to abdomen as you choked on his dick.

“Suck it properly” he hummed before letting you go harshly. You coughed and moaned at the same time, all kind of sounds dribbling between your red lips.

Bangchan was close and you knew by the way his thrusts were getting more aggressive but just as a scream of pleasure was on it’s way out of you he pulled out. White ropes of cum covered your stomach and hipbone as Bangchan milked himself out of every drop, groaning and biting his lip while doing so. Minho pulled you up by your arm and harsly flipped you around on all fours. Now it was his time to have fun. His rock hard member entered your fuck out hole making you grip the sheets firmly, knuckles turning white. Even if he was smaller than Bangchan his dick sure wasn’t as it filled you up to the brim, the sensation of being stuffed coaxing a few whines from you. Minho held you by your hips and thrusted into you at an animalistic speed, the sound of skin slapping against each other filling the room. Your moans sharpened Bangchan’s ears and before he knew it his limp dick was hard yet again. Your head hanged down as you tightly shut your eyes, trying not to scream whilst gripping the sheets but you felt Bangchan’s hand cup your chin, lifting it up to face him. Looking up you saw his broad figure, his member right infront of your face. The look in his eyes was endearing, being a wolf hybrid he is often misinterpreted for being evil but you knew the love he had for both you and Minho. He stroked your cheek with the back of his hand before sliding two fingers across your lips. Without command you started sucking on them, earning a smirk from the wolf-like boy. Upon removing them a loud pop was heard and he instead replace them with his dick. Minho’s thrusts made you jerk forward, Bangchan’s dick hitting the back of your throat and accidentally choking you. Tears burned in the corners of your eyes but you kept looking at Bangchan through those tear stained eyes because his eyes were filled with love, reassuring you. The difference in pace and attitude almost broke you. Minho’s dick twitched inside of your cunt, his member fitting perfectly between your velvety walls while Bangchan was taking his time, gently moaning and looking at you, stroking your ears backwards as he admired how pretty you looked with his dick stuffed in your mouth with drool spilling from the corners of those petal-like lips.

Minho was going even faster, your boobs bounced with his movements and made you choke even more on Bangchan’s dick. He glared at Minho with narrowed eyes, angry that he made you uncomfortable and such a mess beneath him. Minho being the smug cat that he is didn’t care. He wanted to see you even more wrecked and so his last couple of thrusts were hard, pounding into you almost like a piston. Minho was getting more vocal, letting out groans and breathy moans. As you looked at Bangchan with a fucked out expression with his dick in your mouth Minho came inside of you. The white liquid coated your insides and make a squelching sound as Minho rode out his orgasm with small nudges into your pussy. Minho’s length was pulled out of you, his cum leaking in drops down your thighs. Bangchan’s head rolled back as his girthy dick twitched in your mouth once before his cum spewed down your throat. His canines poked out once again signaling pleasure as he patted you on the head. With a loving expression you looked him straight in those narrow eyes and swallowed, your adams apple bobbing from the action. He smiled down at you and pulled you up for a kiss as Minho’s cum was still dripping down your leg.

Bangchan pulled away from the kiss and layed down on the bed panting. Minho stepped inside the bedroom with a towel in his hand which he threw at you.

“You did well” he said shallowly before he muttered something under his breath. “Didn’t deserve it”.

Bangchan frowned towards the boy. “y/n always deserves it, shes our bunny after all” he said while wiping you down as you giggled when the touched your sensitive parts.

“Yeah but if you try to dominate me once more you won’t be able to walk” Minho said as he layed down onto the bed, pulling you closer to his slightly sweaty body.

“I-.. I won’t” you murmured but the three of you knew it was a lie.

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silverechosandblankmasks · 4 years ago

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Platonic Polyam Bench Trio Marriage AU

You guys asked, so here I am to deliver! Platonic Polyam Bench Trio marriage au where Tommy marries into Tubbo’s and Ranboo’s platonic marriage. (focus on Tommy lol)

NOTE; These are about the c!characters and not the irl people, and I'm writing this like a poly queerplatonic relationship okay? None of this is intended to be romantic or anything else and anything that is in this list is PLATONIC INTENTIONS ONLY

Edit; Now called the Bench Husbands Au

-It kinda all kicks off when about a week or so after Tommy gets out of Prison. (Note, nothing after the first stream after Tommy gets out is canon in this au, as well as some things before)

-Tubbo and Tommy finally have a small fight and argument, before talking, like really talking and Tubbo invite Tommy to come live with them in the mansion in snowchester once its done.

-Tommy doesn't really want to... but he’s tired and lonely and still scared to death and Tubbo promises he’s safe with them, plus if they lived together they could plan on how to kill Dream easier as well.

-Ranboo doesn't mind but after that he tries to go talk to tommy more, but Tommy isnt... the most receptive? Tommy is suffering still and is feeling very replaced and lonely, but doesn't excuse his kinda snippy behavior with Ranboo

-This finally comes to ahead when Ranboo snaps and calls him out, leading to another small fight, before Tommy apologizes and they also talk. This one is more in depth though and Tommy talks about what happened in exile, in the prison, and just general shitty stuff that's being going on.

-Ranboo, in turn, talks to him about the voices and Dream’s voice and the sleepwalking and Tommy is very much more concerned about them then anyone else he told was, and validates the fear about it, and resolves to help Ranboo get rid of it somehow.

-After this, and both trying to convince the other they should tell Tubbo, that they both probably need to tell Tubbo. They want to keep him safe and not worry him, but... they both need help in different ways and they both love him enough to not do that to him.

-The night ends with lots of tears, Tubbo admitting his own traumas and tears and what he’s been not saying, and a promise to help each other.

-Its not a while after that actually Ranboo brings up the idea of adding Tommy to their marriage. He can tell the blond is struggling with feeling replaced and low-self esteem, and it would help him feel more equal and loved maybe? Tubbo thinks its a great idea and they go to ask Tommy.

-Tommy’s pretty uppity at first, he believes its just them pitying him and treating him like glass again, which he hates more then anything, but after they calm him down and explain they just want him to feel equal and that they both actually cared for him and wanted him to join in on their thing, he’s more contemplative. Ranboo nervously throws in a few other points, like how for legal reasons it could benefit him like it was for them, their allies had to leave him alone, plus Tubbo only started making his own hotel becuase he wanted Tommy to start interacting with him again, and-

-At this point Tommy just, interrupts and says yes, surprising them. They didn't exactly think he’d say no, but they thought it would be harder then that. He laughs at their expressions and says why not? Plus it stood to reason they’d want Tommy, everyone wanted Tommy.

-Ranboo and Tubbo exchange a look before bullying their now platonic fiancée. They agree to get married as soon as the Mansion is done, and till then Tommy can finish packing his stuff and a few other things he wanted to do.

-Also Tommy is totally not avoiding Michael because every pet he ever got close to has died and he doesn't want to get attached and risk Tubbo and Ranboo losing something they cared about because of him, no siree, why wouldn't you think that?

-Speaking of Michael!

-Its not all that strange to keep undead mobs like Zombie piglins as pets, in fact Zombie Piglins are the probably better undead mob to keep around due to their mostly passiveness if you want a pet and the fact they don't need much to eat and wont really be harmed if out leave them alone for long periods of time

-Though Tommy kinda thinks Tubbo and Ranboo’s insist on treating him like their child is weird, but he’s willing to let them have it, clearly it made them happy to play around

-Isn't until he finally moves in that he realizes that Michael is different then other zombie piglins and finds himself being pulled into the parent dynamic as well

-Though now that he thinks about it, something about Michael seems off… welp it's probably nothing :)

-When the mansion is done, he tears down the dirt shack and makes it a community garden and it becomes one of the only things that stays free of the red vines (who knew watering it with water from the holy land would make it untouchable? It's thanks to this garden later others figure out how to defeat the egg)

-They elect to not have a ceremony, not now at least but Tommy actually thinks a small wedding party would be fun at a later date. Ranboo doesn't mind much if they have one or not but Tubbo is actually very excited about planning it.

-Tommy wears his ring on a necklace most of the time, but occasionally wears it on his fingers, usually when he needs something to fiddle with.

-Ranboo wears his on his tail (the area right before to fluffy part) normally but also wears it on his finger sometimes when he feels like it. (If your version has horns, he also does that too) it just really depends on what he’s feeling and if he’s forgotten where he put it. He also like, never takes it off unless to move it around because he’s afraid to lose it.

-Tubbo wears his as an actual ring on his finger (though if he has horns, sometimes he puts it on one of em if he needs the ring to be off his hand.) Tubbo learned the hard way when building nukes or other machinery (since, if you can believe it, his husbands aren’t that comfortable with the nukes as he is) you can't wield or do high heat stuff while wearing metal and nearly lost his finger. He’s very lucky and he has a small scar from it.

-Each of them have their own rooms so they can have their own space and somewhere to go if they want time to themselves/store their stuff in, but there is a 4th room (directly across from Michaels) where they share and tend to curl up to sleep together. About 5 out of 7 days of the week, some combo of them are cuddling together at night, more if they're having a bad day or nightmares.

-There's multiple bathrooms in the mansion but there's one they all like the best and will fight over it/race to get into it first before the others and the other two will stalk off salty to use a different one

-They're all pretty tactile people but out of them, Tommy is the most tactile (once the fear of being hurt recess he practically attaches himself to the others) and Ranboo is the least (he won't seek out comfort and touch as much as the others unless he needs it, but is the best at telling when the other two need touch or need to be left alone) and Tubbo is in the middle of that.

-Tommy is the one that cooks most of the time, Ranboo is banned from it after The Incident and while Tubbo is okay at cooking, Tommy just knows more recipes and how to make things taste really good.

-Tommy picked up sewing from when he was a kid, even before he was found by Wilbur and adopted by Phil, it was useful to be able to patch the rags he called clothes, and just ended up continuing because his brothers and dad sucked at sewing. It then morphed into full tailoring because he found it relaxing and liked being able to make his own clothes. He can and will be insulted if anyone wears anything he deems ‘ugly’, especially his new husbands. He makes them clothes all the time, specially Michael.

-In fact he also cleans the most, he just gets bored and while he makes a mess, if the house gets to a certain point he gets really uncomfortable and overstimulated, so he cleans.

-DomesticInnit? In my au? More likely then you think!

-Gradually the whole ‘watching the prison’ and ‘planning to kill Dream’ starts to fade as he gets back into the groove of living again and therapy. He’s just… tired of Dream having a hold on everything Tommy does, he’s sick of it. So… he just tries to live these days one step at a time. (Healing arc baby! Dream can die mad UwU)

-Tommy dragged them both to Therapy with him after a while.

-Because of this he finds himself home a lot with Michael, especially if the other two are busy. They’ve pretty much decided that someone has to be home with Michael at all times, which is now 100% more doable with the 3 of them, and Puffy or Foolish babysit if there’s ever time they can't.

-Tommy is a lot less of a hovering helicopter parent then the others and was the one to finally convince them Michael cant live trapped in a room. Yes, they were all worried for his safety but… you can't raise a kid in a cell, even if it's a nice one. Tommy takes Michael out more

-Tommy started to sleep walking again once they moved in and he still gravitates towards water for some reason. Nothing more startling then waking up because you plunged into frigid below 0 temp water while sleepwalking. Ranboo also enderwalks/sleepwalks more as well and there've been some nights where Tubbo has had to track them both sleepily walking around and make sure they don't hurt themselves or drown or something. At least Ranboo is semi-aware when enderwalking and normally just does weird ender things, Tommy likes to apparently walk into oceans or climb the mansion and nearly fall off and wander hundreds of blocks away. Tubbo’s not salty at all, really.

-Sapnap, Quackity, and Karl are 100% salty the benchtrio got platonically married before they got married

-They fight about last names all the time despite none of them actally taking eachothers last name, and if they happen to pick and choose on which one they’re feeling based on mood, well they can do what they want!

-However its agreed Michael’s last name is hyphenated so he’s now ‘Michael Beloved-Underscore-Innit’

These are all I have for now, feel free to ask about it or use my ideas! <3

#dream smp #dsmp #tommyinnit #tubbo #ranboo #bench trio #benchtwt #mine #headcanons #au #my aus #Benchtrio platonic poly marrige au #NOW CALLED;#Bench Husbands AU

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taones · 4 years ago

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𝐈 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 // 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐲𝐚

↬ Parings: Osamu x reader

↬ Reader: Gender Neutral but AFAB

↬ A/n: thank you to lovely Dee and Charlie for reading this over and correcting my shitty punctuation, I hope you guys like this cause I was freaking out slightly

↬ Warnings: mentions of food in the first paragraphs. Nickname ‘kitten’ for reader, finger sucking, choking, unprotected sex, teasing, kinda sweet/fluffy aftercare

“Hey” you called, opening the door to your partners shop.

Osamu, said partner, had given you a key specifically for times like this. The shop was closed but you had come after work, it was nice to spend time with him outside of your home. A change of scenery was good once in a while and you got to spend more time with him than usual.

His arms were quick to wrap around you the moment you got close enough. He always smelt so nice despite being around food all day. It was a soft, woody scent that you loved to surround yourself in. Soft fingers massaged at your shoulders until you untensed. A sigh escaped you. The days stress and work visibly bled out of your shoulders, sinking into the floor.

Sighing, you looked up at him.

“How was your day kitten?” he muttered, rubbing your neck.

You hummed, too lost in the feeling of his relaxing touch to form a response. He squeezed your arm softly for a reply.

“It was fine?” you replied, “just tiring s’all”

He frowned a little at your exhaustion. The obvious question in your tone saying you were fine told him the opposite. Osamu never liked seeing you tired. Hands snuck up to cup your cheeks, tilting your head until you opened your tired eyes. He smiled softly at you, leaning to give you a slow peck.

“I just have some things to prepare and then we can go home hmm pretty one?”

― ― ―

You were worked up. Osamu and you had been sitting in your kitchen for the past hour. You were watching him make bread and cookies, activities that should’ve been mundane at the least and domestic at the most. However, pretty soon into the task, your eyes had fixated on the hands and forearms of your partner.

Every stir and knead of the dough caused the veins in his flexing arms to pop a little more. The more they stood out, the more you writhed on your chair. It wasn’t exactly like you were trying to hide it and it was surprising that he hadn’t noticed. The grey-haired man had barely looked at you since he started. You were used to him being engrossed in a mix of baking and humming to the tune that was on the radio but you were getting desperate.

Whenever he pulled the dough out, sprinkled some flour or punched into the bowl to deflate the dough, his arms brought thoughts to you. Thoughts of countless nights with that strength pinning your legs to the bed to stop you writhing. Thoughts of those arms holding your arms behind your back as he pounded you into the bed covers. Thoughts of his fingers pressing down on your tongue and you desperately sucking on them.

He put the last of the dough away to proof and washed his hands. The sight of him splashing water over his face was the final straw for you. Water droplets dripped down the tan skin of his neck, eyes closed in relief at the cool feeling. You whimpered.

“Oh?” he smirked, looking over to where you sat.

Your thighs were rubbing together in repetitive motions and it was obvious you were grinding down onto the chair beneath you. The plain cotton panties under your skirt were soaked through, pooling uncomfortably between your thighs. Sweat glistened on your forehead and your bitten lips gave away just how desperate you were.

“Pretty one” he mused, sauntering round the table, “couldn’t help yourself hmm?”

Another roll of your hips had him finally touching you. Nothing much but even the feeling of his cool hands against the searing skin of your neck made you gasp. His hand slid up the side of your neck to cup your jaw, tilting your head until you were looking him in the eyes.

“What do we say when we need something, kitten?”

“Please ‘Samu” you whispered

That frustrating smirk slid back onto his face. You would begin to resent it if you weren’t so excited for what you know follows.

“Please what?”

“Please touch me”

Strong fingers slid under the loose fabric of your shorts and the elastic of the, now soaked, cotton fabric. The rough pads of his fingers danced lightly over your folds. It was enough to give you a taste of his touch but nowhere near what you wanted, what you needed. It felt like all the ovens in the room had been turned on, his figure over yours was almost suffocating you in his presence. A nibble to your ear sent your hips canting forwards against his teasing digits, finally pushing them towards where you desperately needed them to be.

A growl sounded from above you.

Almost instantly, two digits were pushed into you. You choked on your moan at the sudden feeling of fullness, mixed beautifully with relief. They were pumped in and out at a punishing pace, not giving you time to catch your breath. The speed was taking the wind from your lungs and he wasn’t pausing his actions to let you adjust. Why should he? You were the one who was so desperate for his touch.

“Sa-samu, slow down,” you moan loudly.

The only response you got was a low chuckle and a thumb pressed against your clit. The circles Osamu was rubbing against it were gentle enough but, combined with the force of his fingers, you remained overwhelmed. The heat rose to your cheeks again as you found yourself opening your mouth to beg once more.

“Ah, ple-”

Your request was cut off by your partner's free hand coming up to grip your jaw. Your face was pulled towards his.

“Why the noise kitty? I thought this was what you wanted, for me to touch you?” he drawled.

Grunting, you clenched around his digits. You were eager to get some sort of stimulation as his fingers had gone from one extreme to the other and were motionless. Once again, you opened your mouth only for it to be filled by the hand that was previously holding your face to his. You now had two of his fingers filling your mouth, sliding over your tongue to the back of your throat.

With you silent, he was able to start up his previous actions without distraction. He used his forearm to hook around your hip and keep it still. He was in total control. The only person able to bring you the relief you needed was him and you had a feeling he was going to take his sweet time in getting you there.

“You’re so easy once you’re quiet” he muttered next to your ear, “so fucking desperate for me aren’t you?”

Both sets of fingers were moving at a slow pace. Every drag against your soft walls was like torture, the friction just bodering on what you needed. The pump of his fingers meant lewd squelching was echoing around your kitchen, the sounds making your face heat up in shame. You whined, grinding your clit down on his palm in an effort to chase some proper friction. To your surprise, he let you.

You were wrecked. Chasing your high had left your face damp with sweat and you knew how debauched the motions of your hips desperately grinding against Osamu’s palm was. Did you care? No. The only thing on your mind was the fingers pumping in and out of you and reaching your high.

And then he stopped.

The whimper you let out when his fingers stopped moving made his heart ache and his hips burn but he continued to pull his fingers out of you. Your hips still moved above where his hand was as if you could bring his hand back. He chuckled.

“Sorry kitten” he groaned

His voice was strained and you soon figured out why. He moved you upwards on shaky legs and pulled you towards him for a kiss. Your head was fuzzy and movements lazy so your tongues moved together shamelessly. Dragging you closer made you feel exactly why he had stopped. His length was hard under his trousers and pressing painfully against the fabric. You met his eyes, only to find him already staring at you. The tall man was obviously wrecked too. His eyes were sort of unfocused cheeks red and lips bitten red and raw. Yet he stared down at you like you were his prey.

Hands reached down to undo his trousers and he groaned at the feeling of relieving the pressure on his aching dick. The sight of him straining against his boxers made your knees weak. You watched intently as he pulled off the last piece of fabric, actions too frantic to bother taking them off completely.

It wasn’t long before his attention was back onto you. His tongue darted out to wet his lips and you whined a bit. Hearing the noise made him smirk, he had always loved the effect he had on you. No time more than now, when he was pushing you against the counter and slipping his tongue in your mouth to keep you quiet. His pretty kitten.

A hand reached under your shirt. The white fabric was quickly pulled over your head and thrown somewhere in the room, his lips moving from your mouth to encase your nipple. He let his tongue swirl around the bud, holding your back to keep you steady. You slid your fingers through his hair, tugging on the roots to feel his groans vibrate around you.

“Osamu c’mon, hurry up” you mutter, tugging at the back of his shirt.

He rolled his eyes and looked at you. His silence made your heart race, you know you were pushing a little but he had left you desperate and the dampness of your inner thighs vouched for that.

His hand slid between the valley of your chest and came to rest against your throat. Your breath hitched in excitement. Blue eyes glinted when they met yours, squeezing against the side of your throat just to see your eyes rolled back. He bent down so his mouth was beside your ears. You felt a hot breath against the side of your face.

“You don’t tell me what to do,” he drawled, “understand?”

He accompanied his question with another squeeze to the sides of your throat. You whimpered. The domineering tone to his voice had your pussy clenching around nothing. You were desperate for him to touch you but you nodded anyway. He knew what was best for you and he was in charge. You were his dumb little kitty, hanging off his every word.

You were brought back down to earth by the feeling of him pulling you off of the table. You stared in confusion for a little but were soon bent across said table. The cool surface pressing against your heated skin sent shivers down your spine. As did the feeling of Osamu’s hard tip pressing against your hole. Tempted to shake your hips, you chose better of it. As much as you loved teasing him, the empty feeling you had made you weak to his wants.

He pushed in, finally. The stretch wasn’t as much as usually considering the time he had spent opening you up on his fingers. The feeling of his cock stretching and dragging against your walls had you panting against the table, the pressure forcing the air out of your lungs. There wasn’t a chance to catch your breath before your body was shifting up the table with the force of his thrusts.

“Ah- feel s’good” he moans from above you, “fuck kitten”

You couldn’t respond. Still face down on the table, your moans were muffled by the cold plastic. Said plastic felt like ice against your skin. It was quickly heating up from the friction of your body being dragged up and down from the force of your boyfriend's hips. His hands were dragging your hips down to meet his thrusts, leaving you defenceless against his wants.

The way you liked it.

Eventually, he grew tired of your muffled moans. He needed to hear you. A hand wrapped around your throat once more, dragging you upwards and away from the table. Immediately, you moaned loudly at the change of angle. The grip on your throat tightened as the male behind you leant down to whisper in your ear.

“Look at the mess you made”

On the table were marks from both drool and the evidence from his earlier actions. Your face burned in shame and you tried to turn your head. Osamu had other plans. His hips continued to move while he gripped your jaw, forcing you to look at your mess.

“So dirty” he groaned, biting at your ear lobe, “what do we say kitten?”

“I’m sorry” you keened, “sorry ‘samu a-ah”

The grunt at your whines left you with a small feeling of victory. It was quickly pushed from your mind as he pushed you against the table once more, hand still on your throat. His grip tightened from a loose grip on the sides and your eyes rolled back. The constriction made your head light and floaty, your choked moans were fuzzy and all you could focus on was the man above you. Your Osamu.

Gripping at the counter, you began to move your hips back in tandem with his thrusts. The sounds of your skin colliding were echoing around the kitchen. Accompanied by the lewd squelching sounds of your pussy. Usually, they would fill you with embarrassment yet you couldn’t find it in yourself to care about anything else except reaching your high.

“Osamu- ‘Samu please” you begged

You didn’t really know what you were begging for. Was it more of his touch? For his fingers? To come around his cock? You were too far gone to know.

He breathed out heavily. Your moans affected him like nothing else. The way you were begging, voice hoarse from the hand wrapped around your throat and a good hour of moaning like a whore for him. This added to the white ring at the base of his dick every time you moved forward was sending him closer to the edge. Every drag of his cock against your walls brought you closer and closer to the edge. It was a wonder you had lasted this long with his pace.

“M’close” you gasped, grabbing at the hand around your neck.

“Go on baby, you did good” he was breathless behind you

His hand moved from your throat, leaning you against the counter. It slipped round your thigh so he could circle and pinch at your clit. Your back arched, clenching harshly around him. Vision going white as you came around his cock, soaking his upper thighs. Slumping on the table, you tried to catch your breath.

He tried to stay still, he really did. But he was pulsing inside your soaked walls. Osamu’s tip was most likely an angry red and holding out so long. His thrusts started up again which sent you into oversensitivity. Your whines and mewls started up again, aiding him while he chased his high.

A final thrust had him spilling into you. He leant across you with two arms either side of your head to keep himself up. Gingerly, he pulled out. You both winced as the cool air of the kitchen hit you once again.

Lifting your torso, he sank down the the floor with you. Neither of you cared about the puddle of hi cum that was left on the counter nor what was now dripping down the inside of your thigh onto the floor. He had his arms wrapped around you, that’s all you needed.

“You were so good kitten” he muttered, kissing the top of your head

You started to doze, body cooling down. Osamu rested your head on his shoulder to support your sleepy form. It wasn’t comfortable but work combined with being bent over a table had zapped most of your energy. So, despite your state, you felt your eyes droop.

“Get some sleep baby, you deserve it” he whispered, your ‘Samu.

Please ignore any spelling or punctuation errors, I was too nervous to read over it again hehe. I hope you guys enjoyed it, I know I loved writing it!

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choco-exe · 4 years ago

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the one where tsukishima and sakusa go too far with teasing their crush

anonymous asks: Hiiiiii I LOVE ur writing, and I was wondering if I could request the haikyuu boys (whoever u think fits best) who constantly tease (borderline insult) their crush, who one day just breaks down from their harsh words and say to them something along the lines of “why do you hate me?”, and how the the haikyuu boys react to that. If possible, end with something fluffy 🥺? (Like a confession) TYSMMM ❤️❤️

a/n: hello! aww im glad you do :D wait i just realized you said to have the boys react to their crush saying why do you hate me- fuuuuu- ahem please forgive me for not reading the ask correctly ;w; i hope you still enjoy, nevertheless! and why did i write these long-

tw: mentions of self hate, kind of toxic behavior from sakusa

𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊 . . . 🖉

☾ he’s gonna be meaner the more he likes you ☾ like if he’s only realized he developed a crush on you, he’d treat you the same, but if it’s been weeks and you haven’t picked up the hint, he’s gonna be treating you like trash ☾ you find him staring down at you with a dead eye stare ☾ “what’s up, kei?” “you’re so short you look like a toddler” “..i’m the average height for a high schooler though-” ☾ his comments about your height never got to you, but then he started to target other regions of yourself ☾ like he’d give a rude remark about a low score you got on the quiz, or how you always look dead inside well he isn’t wrong ☾ whenever he said something negative about you, you just shot back a counter and brushed it off ☾ after a month of this going on, though, his words started to sting a bit ☾ “hey kei-” “can’t you stay quiet for one second? it’s like you blab out words every chance you get” ☾ imagine your surprise, since it was unusual of him to comment about you talking ☾ and one of your biggest insecurities is being annoying to others; you knew you tend to ramble about things, and a nagging voice in the back of your mind was always telling you about how people around you would get fed up with it ☾ did tsukki mean to say it like that? of course not; he was meaning to have a bit of humor in his statement ☾ he just said it in such an annoyed tone and way that it made it seem like he was bothered by you talking ☾ “..sorry, kei. my mind wandered for a bit..” ☾ you figured that he just had a bad day, and you were over it after a full night of sleep i could really use that ☾ the voice inside your head grew louder, however, and tsukishima’s comments didn’t help at all ☾ “stop bothering me about the homework; cant you see i’m busy? ugh, fine, take my notes if you’re that stupid-” ☾ “if you want attention, listen to this playlist. it should satisfy your longing for voices; i need to study for a test now” ☾ it got to the point where your mind was yelling at you about being a nuisance, and the final piece you needed to break just so happened to be during a practice match..

“You did great, blocking them all, Tsukki!” You exclaimed, flashing him a grin as you pass him his water bottle and towel. In all honesty, you were forcing your smile so hard, it began to hurt your jaw. “I could’ve blocked better if someone wasn’t screaming the whole time,” the middle blocker said, wiping sweat off his forehead. You had been passing out water bottles to the other players, but you stopped dead in your tracks when his words hit your ears. “Y/N-chan..?” Shimizu asked worriedly, eyeing your expression that Tsukishima couldn’t see. The said blonde took off his goggled to switch them out with his regular glasses. “It was just a practice match; getting hyped up wasn’t exactly the brightest idea your mind conjured up.” Putting his glasses on after wiping the lenses, he looked down at you to see your tear ducts brimming with your sadness. “..huh..?” You touched your face as a tear slid down your cheek. The other club members looked at you in concern. “Ah- don’t worry, everyone..” You wave your hands frantically as Daichi and Sugawara stare disapprovingly at Tsukishima. “It’s nothing to worry about. I’m just gonna.. step outside for a bit.” You forced another smile out onto your face, then quickly scampered out of the gym. The silence was so thick, you could slice it with a sword. Four-Eyes clearly didn’t expect you to be that emotional over his statement, as his face was filled with a small mixture of concern and confusion. He ran after you, shoving his things in his hands to Yamaguchi and leaving the rest of the team shocked into standing still. You had fled to a nearby bench, where you collapsed onto and shoved your face into your hands, desperately trying to stop your tears from shedding. How stupid, you thought. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Look what you did; you made the team worry about you, and they’re all going to resent you the moment they find out the reason behind your crying. “Y/N.” Jolted out of your thoughts, you looked up to find Tsukishima staring down at you with an unreadable expression. Almost immediately, your face became flooded with streams of tears. You quickly looked down at your lap, fidgeting with your hands. “I-I’m sorry for talking so much, Tsukki, I’ll try to keep my thoughts to myself-” “Shut up, Y/N.” He interrupted. You sighed and calmed your breathing. “This is what I’m talking about, Tsukishima.” You muttered, putting your face in your hands once again. “I’m just a pest to everyone; anyone I encounter will automatically hate me-” “Stop insulting yourself, dammit.” The middle blocker clenched his fists in anger. “You aren’t a nuisance, and you most definitely aren’t one to be hated on- I know I can be a bit of an asshole sometimes, but did it really affect you that much-” You slowly took your face out of your hands to see the blonde crouching, staring up at you. “'Did it really affect you that much?’ What do you think?! God, it really seems like you don’t consider my feelings at all, Tsukishima! I’ve been suspecting that you hate me, but why-?!” Said boy quickly clasped your hands in his, surprising you greatly. His usual expressionless face was morphed into one in a slight panic. “It’s because I like you, idiot!” Taking a moment to process his words, your whole face flushed a scarlet-red. “What?” The tips of Tsukishima’s ears were dusted with a soft coral-pink hue. “You heard me. I won’t repeat myself.” He averted his eyes from yours, squeezing your hands in nervousness. “I-” You were internally melting inside; who would’ve thought the salty beanpole would like someone like you? “But you would always push me to the side! Telling me you were busy and such!” Tsukishima stared at you like you were the biggest dumbass in the world. “I gave you my notes because I knew you didn’t have the energy to take them in class, and the playlist was a collection of songs I thought would suit you. Are you that dense?” “Who are you calling dense?!” You replied hastily. “And for your information, I haven’t given you my answer yet! Let go of my hands, and I’ll tell you, okay?” The middle blocker leaned in close to your face with his dead eye gaze. “It’s an agreement or disagreement, Y/N. What is your response?” You leaned back into the bench, but Tsukishima followed with your movements. “Um- I-” Your words crossed with each other, the lack of personal space making your head spin. “Yes?” Satisfied, the lamppost removed his hands from yours and flicked your forehead. “Simple as that, shortcake. If you want to freeze to death outside, that’s fine by me.” He began to walk back to the gym. “Wha- I’m not short!” You exclaimed, running after the four-eyes. “Also, I’m not the one who’s been sweating profusely for the past hour, so speak for yourself!” Tsukishima gently smiled as he heard you rapidly firing back at his comment. Looks like she’s back to her usual self. 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚜𝚊 . . . 🖉

✤ obviously he’s gonna be commenting about your hygiene 24/7 ✤ the fact that he’s developed a crush on you doesn’t help, either; it means that you should be extra clean if he were to date you ✤ and of course he has to remind you almost every hour of the day; whether it be by text or in person ✤ now, you didn’t mind him checking up on you every couple of days, but every hour?? ✤ you’re convinced that sakusa has had some sort of trauma in the past, fighting with germs ever since he was a child okay not really.. unless? ✤ he doesn’t even do this to the other people he’s acquainted with; you’ve asked koromi about it, and he says sakusa just sprays him with holy water a disinfecting solution ✤ now you’re confused as to why you’re getting special treatment from him, when you two aren’t as close as him and his cousin ✤ so you personally went to his class to ask him about it ✤ “hey kiyoomi, why do you remind me to be clean every hour that you’re awake?” “because you shouldn’t have a single germ on you.” “but it’s literally the same message every time; at least make it seem more interesting” “cleaning yourself should be simple, not complicated” ✤ you got fed up with it as another week went by, which is understandable, since this clean freak was spamming your phone hour after hour without missing a single text ✤ the fact that sakusa was willing to put effort into reminding you about your hygiene was kind of sweet, but the same message every. single. damn. time. was annoying you like hell ✤ and when you tell him to stop and that you already know how to get rid of germs, he gave you a disgusted look ✤ this had to be one of the most nasty expressions he had ever made, because you stood paralyzed to the floor ✤ “i have been reminding you for your own good, y/n. why don’t you just appreciate what i do for you, instead of complain about it?” ✤ your mouth stayed shut, your tongue feeling as though it was glued to the top of your mouth ✤ “don’t mention anything like this again” ✤ you meekly nodded, and he strolled out the classroom ✤ the moment he was gone, you collapsed onto the floor out of fear, shivering as you replayed the scene again and again in your head ✤ the main question that circled your head was: why was he acting so controlling? ✤ the night after, you texted sakusa, and asked him to meet up with you at your favorite spot ✤ surprisingly, he complied. and you were waiting for awhile by the time he got there..

“Sakusa, hi!” You greeted your friend with a small but warm smile. The ace frowned; it was unlike you to call him by his last name. In fact, it had been months since you’ve said his name with such coldness in your voice. “..why did you call me out here?” He questioned in a low tone. Your eyes grew dark as you thought about what to say to him. “I wanted to talk to you about what happened yesterday. I feel as though we need to.” Sakusa’s own eyes narrowed as you spoke each word. “Are you still going to complain about my reminders to you?” Shaking your head, you stared at your feet while hugging your arms to your chest. “Of course not, I heard what you told me to do. I just.. wanted to know why you got so angry, is all.” The jet-black haired boy stared down at you, furrowing his eyebrows as he tried to remember what specifically happened the day before. “I don’t know what you’re remembering, Y/N, but I wasn’t angry in the slightest. Are you sure you aren’t thinking of another memory of yours?” Your head snaps up when he said that he wasn’t angry. “Yes, I’m very sure.” You firmly say. “Maybe you don’t think you seemed angry, but you were downright furious. It was.. kind of terrifying.” “Are you saying I was out of control yesterday?” “No, just..” You subconsciously hugged your arms tighter to your body, trying to make yourself as small as possible. “..intimidating.” Sakusa tilted his head, his eyes narrowing. You found him intimidating? Just from a little conversation that happened because of you’re questioning ways? “I’m tired, and I’m sure you are, too,” you continued, not catching on that your friend was becoming annoyed with your talking. “Which is why I want to end this quickly. Sakusa, I have a life, too. As much as I appreciate what you do for me, I can take care of myself without your help-” “You’re repeating the same words you stated yesterday, just in different phrasing.” The germaphobe harshly cut in. “I said this once, but I will say it again, for your sake. I am doing this for your own good-” “-and I know what’s good for me and what isn’t, Sakusa!” You exclaimed, your arms no longer crossed. “I can make my own decisions! I’m not some dumb little kid you have to look after-” “Y/N-” “-so just drop this already! It doesn’t help anyone; it doesn’t help me, it doesn’t help you-” “Y/N.” Sakusa lost all patience. He towered over you, his hands clenched tightly into fists. You slightly shrink at his actions, your arms up in defense. The ace didn’t seem to notice your fear as he took a step forward. “You are crawling with so many germs, I can practically see them all over you. You are in no condition to be deciding on your hygiene, when you can’t even rid of the many dirt particles covering your skin.” He took another step forward, and you step back, unsure of what to do. Sakusa broke out of his anger when he heard a slight sob leave your lips. “Why do you hate me so much, Sakusa?!” You asked, pain laced into your voice. “I’m perfectly capable of not being dirty, can’t you see?! Why can’t you just leave me alone-” You used your sleeves to start wiping the tears away, although they doubled to replace the ones you removed. The ace hesitantly enveloped you in a hug, making you break down even more. “Sakusa- no- you’re gonna get germs on you-” You stammered, resisting the temptation to bury your face into his chest. “..I made you cry. I need to pay the consequences.” Said boy murmured, rubbing shapes onto your back. You continued to cry for a good 5 minutes, before slowly pushing him away. “..thank you.” You sniffled. “I know consequences has nothing to do with that. Why did you-?” “I like you, Y/N.” He cut you off, making your eyes widen. “The reason why I’d been constantly reminding you to wash up is because I thought I should date someone who was clean to the touch. That was wrong of me, so very wrong. I apologize, and it’s fine if you reject-” You shut him up with a kiss to his mask. “Are you traumatized yet?” You asked, trying to crack a smile. “That’s my revenge from yesterday.” Sakusa blinked multiple times before realizing what you did. “..I guess I deserved that. So is that a yes..?” You broke out into a beautiful, radiant smile this time, the moonlight making you glow even more than you already were. “Of course, Kiyoomi!”

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