#i dont know it tickles me wrong somehow

[whatwasthatpipsqueak]

this is MY first time writing something like this but it was like totally crazy, i feel like that teacher from 10 things i hate about you.

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(18+)calebxreader!smut dom!reader sub!caleb (i think it switches tho sometimes idk) v!rgincaleb! ‘experiencedreader! nicknames!pipsqueak,baby- probably overused pipsqueak pronwithplotfr probably doesn’t follow any lore accurate timelines

i watched the movie the first time with dylan obrien and had this similar idea lol also i dont know how to write in protection yet so just saying wrap it up in tango time, safety first!

might write the sylus one since reader did learn stuff ig teehee

your first or mine?

Asking caleb to give you lessons on sexual matters wasn’t your first choice, but after he somehow found out you were asking your girlfriends about finding someone experienced to teach you some things, he was adamant on him being your choice.

You knew enough, but you needed more practice if you wanted to impress Sylus.

And that’s just how you ended up in Caleb’s room with only your lacey matching set covering your body.

It was just after 5:30pm and the early rays of the winter moon glowed onto your body. All Caleb had on was his loose grey sweatpants, the string from his waistband dangled and tickled your abdomen as his body draped over yours. You haven’t done this in a while and Caleb took notice of the nervous look on your face.

“This isn’t your first time is it?” His husky voice breathed out.

You rolled your eyes as you un furrowed your brows.

“its just been awhile.” You replied.

His biceps were caging your head in as your arms lay to your side. Maybe the feeling was weird because you’ve been friends for so long.

“I have some ground rules.” You spoke as his eyes scanned your face.

“Mhm.” He hummed as you sighed.

“Just that you can touch me anywhere.” You fluttered your eyelashes as you responded hoarsely, his breathy laugh fanned your face as he inched closer, this kind of flirty talking in bed was something you wanted to work on.

“Same goes for me Pipsqueak.” He whispered deeply as one of his fingers twirled a strand of your hair, you were getting more anxious by the minute, you didn’t think he would do the thing where it feels like the only thing he wants to do is stare at you for hours; you knew this was a bad idea from the beginning but you were desperate.

You squirmed as you huffed.

“Caleb I want you to touch me already.” Your hands finally moved to his bare shoulders as your fingers trickled down his chiseled back, you met his gaze, pouting your lips in protest at his devlish grin.

You watched as he lowered his mouth to your ear.

His long fingers grasped your chin to tilt your head.

“I like to savour these type of things, you understand right?” His hot breath sent chills throughout you as he pulled away to see your reaction, you recovered and replaced your surprised look with one filled with fox like tendencies.

“Well I don’t care.” You replied smashing your lips onto his, your legs automatically wrapped around his slim waist deepening the sloppy kiss, he hummed as you both pushed and pulled desperately.

Your hands roamed his body, every touch you heard him hum pathetically, his body felt agonizingly endless until you finally found the waistband to his sweatpants.

You swiftly placed your index finger to the inside of his pants and snapped them against his body he groaned as he quickly broke the kiss and pulled away to stand, leaving you with furrowed brows.

He looked troubled, both parties breathing still ragged.

“I can’t do this.” He bashfully huffed out, the apples of his cheeks were a bright red just as his ears, he stood at the end of the bed, avoiding your confused gaze.

“What?- Caleb, wha- Did I do something wrong?” You caught your breath as you tried to catch his eyes, he looked embarrassed, his stare shifting to everything but you.

“I-“ You awaited his response without moving your gaze from him.

“I’ve never.” He finally spoke, his breathing evened and his eyes met yours.

The understanding stare you were giving him was enough to calm him down to sit on the left side of the bed next to you.

“Oh.” You uttered as you stared vacantly at your clothes on the ground.

“But-“ You added, not knowing how to use your words, your hard stare stuck on the door now.

“Your confidence, it felt like..” You added as he shifted, your stare moved to his face.

He looked straight ahead as he spoke again.

“Fake it till you make it I guess.” He chuckled tensely, rubbing the back of his neck, all you could do was ogle at him.

“I dont think many girls are too fond of my voice.” And I don’t want other girls. He admittedly breathed out as he looked away from you, terrified you could read his thoughts, your brows furrowed as you softly tittered.

“Well..” You spoke softly scooting closer to him as his head tilted up wanting to hear what you have to say.

“It was working for me five minutes ago.” You played with the hem of his sheets as you admitted with a small honest smile.

He roughly scoffed, making a shiver run down your spine.

“Well none of it was real so whatever.” He looked down as he harshly remarked. You felt hurt as he said that, you gulped as you hesitantly replied.

“It was for me.” You whispered loud enough for him to hear, he didnt reply and continued to stare forward, your gaze was burning through the side of his face, you felt self conscious and needed to get out of there.

You hummed a slight scoff, scooting to the edge of the bed- his bed, correction, what were you even thinking?

“I should go before I embarrass myself even more.” You sheepishly replied as you jumped up to grab your clothing hastily.

“Hey- pipsqueak, wait.” He leaped from the bed as he grabbed hold of your wrist that was holding your clothes.

You looked up at his towering figure and were surprised to be met with his soft gaze.

“I didnt think you would actually want to- I am sorry.” He grinned as he added.

“Maybe I needed the practice more than you.” He shrugged with a pouty lip, the look on his face was pitiful.

You playfully rolled your eyes, looking back at him to connect with his amethyst stare again, the look in them was desperate and you couldn’t stay mad at him if he was giving you that look.

“Maybe.” He spoke up, he moved slowly like he was worried he would scare you, his free hand put a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Hm?“ You hummed staring back at him.

“We could try again.” His other persona was back as he breathed out in his gruff voice, he inched slowly towards your neck.

You watched as he placed soft kisses along your throat, poorly.

His hot breath on you gave your body a wave of tingles, your eyes fluttered as you cleared your throat unknowingly giving a small laugh, he stopped to give you a feeble look.

You softly rolled your eyes.

“Here- sit there.” You spoke as you sat him on the end of his bed, the blush under his eyes covered his cheeks and nose, it was adorable, it doubled as you straddled his lap, placing your arms around his shoulders.

He propped both of his hands behind him.

“Is this okay?” You asked as he hesitantly nodded, not because he was unsure, but because he was excited and he was nervous to mess it up again, his breathing became unsteady.

he gulped as he recognized the look in your eyes and just that excited him more, you could do anything around him and he would find it unbelievably attractive but this, this was way different from before.

You gave him a small grin as you softly placed your lips to his giving him the smallest peck and pulling away, his adorable pout and half-lidded eyes was enchanting, you moved your hand to cup his jaw as you changed the pace to sloppily kiss him, he fervently returned the kiss.

Your tongues clashed together messily, the mixture of hands groping and soft pants was enough for you to not want this to end, but his barely audible whines drove you insane.

He groaned as you ground your hips into his, his hands roughly grabbed your waist as he guided you to do it once more earning a whine-like groan to escape him, you pulled away once more, giving him an after-shock look on his face, you placed a wet kiss to the side of his mouth then his cheek, the edge of his jaw, you spared a look to his face to see his long lashes fluttering. You felt his jaw clench as your kisses lowered to his throat, grinding into his pelvis again as you left wet kisses and marks on his neck.

“Yes- mark me.” He audibly whispered, you shivered as he gulped, giving you lustful confidence.

You suckled on his carven shoulders as you agonizingly moved back up to his face, his whimpers fired you up- you didnt think a mans whimpers could give you such a power thrill and you couldn’t stop there.

You pulled back, a ghost of your lips grazed his cheek as you looked head on at his face; his brows furrowed and mouth agape as ragged breaths left him, and that lustful glare in his eyes.

“Do you want to try now?” You asked hoarsely, he half nodded as his teeth clacked with yours when his mouth met your lips once more, his teeth hitting yours erupted a painful gasp from you, allowing him to drive his tongue deeper down your throat.

His hands raked your back as he moaned soft whines, he moved to kiss the side of your mouth and your cheeks, he rushed his actions, he messily left wet kisses to your throat, you moaned causing him to buck his hips up.

You softly snickered.

“You’re really going step by step of my moves?” You spoke.

“Shut up.” He breathed out as he flipped you both, his body veiled over yours as you gasped, he didn’t skip a beat continuing his work on your collarbone and shoulders.

You felt heat pool in your panties, you squirmed as he bit at a spot on your throat, you whined, your hand gripping at his back as he ground into you, you mewled as he groaned, the vibration from his voice on your jaw sent shivers throughout you.

Caleb’s kisses felt rushed and messy, his dry thrusts into your hips felt heavenly and needy, you needed more, he needed more.

He pulled his mouth away from your neck, his hands shook with anticipation as he ground his pelvis into you, you bit your lip as he groaned out loud.

“I need to feel you.” His voice was hoarse and deprived, he whispered with his mouth beside your head as he ground into you once more. Your eyes met his uncontrollable gaze as you reached down to palm his hard on, his mouth fell open as he mewled with his eyes locked on yours.

“more.” He moaned as he bucked into your hand, you grinned as you slid your hand into his pants, he didn’t think this would happen he said, yet his boxers weren’t on him.

He groaned as you slid your thumb over his slit, you slightly pumped once earning you a frenzied whimper from him, his face contorted in pleasure as you watched from under him. You started slow, every shift of your hand on him gave you a delicious, breathy groan from him.

His arms were almost buckling as he bucked more into your hand, he rolled his hips faster in want, his movements were beginning to get sloppier as his breath hitched in between moans and whimpers.

You felt his member hit your lower stomach as you pulled your hand away before his release, he gasped as he realized what you’ve done.

“wha-“ You give him a devilish smirk as he stares back at you dumbfounded.

He looked exhausted, the blush on his face spread to his chest as you looked him once over, you effortlessly turned both of you so you were kneeling above him, you rake your hands down his chest and stomach as you inch away from him to stand at the end of the bed, he gulps as he stays where you layed him on his back.

“please-“ He begs with half-breaths and whimpers, you slowly smile at him, your eyes brimmed with lust as his shimmered back at you the same way, you agonizingly peeled your panties from your body, you felt them slide to the floor, his eyes following them until you reached for your bra unclasping it.

He swallowed as you crawled toward him, angling yourself over him again.

“Are you sure?” You asked as your fingers danced across his lower stomach, his eye lashes fluttered as he nodded with a gulp.

“yes, yes- please.”

He pleaded in anguish, you slowly arched your entrance over his dick, the tip was grazing you as you shakily breathed, you rocked your hips slightly before you slid down, you gasped as he filled you, he gripped your thighs as he clenched his jaw, you slowly rolled your hips, he groaned as you bit your bottom lip and rolled your eyes back. He grabbed your waist wanting to guide the rolling of your hips, he grasped the skin dangerously rough as he rocked you back and forth, you both moaned melodiously.

“feel- so good.” He groaned out as he arched his hips upwards, he shifted the movement of your hips to move up and down, he grounded up into you as his fingers dug into your sides, crescent shaped indents were already forming on his chest from your nails. The slapping of skin against skin, and Caleb’s vibrational loud moans had you seeing stars.

“Caleb!” You yelped as he flipped you backwards, he pounded deeper into your opening, one of your legs bent over his shoulder, the other down by his side that you arched at the knee for him, he grabbed both of your thighs, giving them a violent squeeze as he roughly moaned and groaned with every thrust, this was even better, you felt even fuller as your grainy moans drummed into his ears causing him to pick up his pace.

“hmgh, your pussy feels- so good!” He hiccuped as he thrusted in and out of you, you felt outstretched as you arched your back, you groaned as he pushes you down by your abdomen, leaving his palm sprawled over your stomach, you keened as he defied you, he couldn’t help himself, he had to feel himself going in and out of you.

“You feel that- you’re so full aren’t you?” He growled as he pummelled his hips into you,

“Yes Caleb- so f-full, I’m gonna!” You wailed as his thrusting became sloppier, the tightness in your stomach was coiling to unbearable heights, his member hit your cervix deeper with every hammer of his waist, you gasped a moan as he finally hit that spot that unraveled you.

“Yeah- baby, that’s it!” He egged your orgasm on, your wet folds ached as he pounded his final thrusts into your already undone self.

“oh god, f-fuck!” Caleb groaned as he pulled out to undo himself onto your lower stomach, he fell over to tower over you, his hands holding him up as they gripped the sheets beside your head, his breath hitched as the last spurts of himself covered you. Both of your breaths were unsteady and hot, his breathing fanned your face as you met his gaze, he chuckled hoarsely as he slowly got up.

“I’ll get you cleaned up.” He spoke unevenly as a towel glided towards his outstretched hand, he carefully wiped the remmenants of himself from your abdomen.

“some practice.” You expressed with a shit eating grin, he laughed gutturally, as you propped yourself up.

“I am gonna shower, you wanna join?” You announced as you carefully rose, he shook his head no.

“I’ll help you but-“ He adjusted his sweatpants as he rose, standing in front of you to caress your face.

“I don’t want to wash you off myself quite yet.” He grinned as he pulled you into his arms for a deep passionate-filled kiss.

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[starillusion13]

PRECIOUS pt.2

To read pt.1 click here

Pairing: Prince!Seonghwa x f!reader x Prince!Hongjoong

Genre: Royal, Fantasy, Angst, Yandere

Warnings: smut, raw penetration(don't dare to do it unnecessarily), fingering, hints of nightmares, weird dreams, gaslighting(?), just hints of pregnancy. So, it’s about a Lie or Truth?

W.C: 4.2k

Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated 😭. Applause to the ones who come up to me to interact and they know how friendly I am. Okay enough!

Many have requested to do the second part on this so here it is as promised with some soft and spicy insert. I hope you would enjoy it and reviews are always appreciated.

Network: @cultofdionysusnet @k-vanity

Request from: @warpedspirit (the first part ---> here)

MINORS DONT INTERACT UNDER THE CUE!

“Wake up princess…”

“mhm…”

“Do you want to sleep more?”

You snuggled into the soft blankets wrapped around your body and nodded sleepily letting out chuckles from both the males, sitting on the either side of the bed beside your head and peaking down adoringly at you. The elder brother patted your head, fingers slowly brushing the hairs and the younger one playing with your fingers. You could feel their eyes on you and the tickling sensation from their touch made you to giggle. You were feeling so much important and loved by your two best friends. For a moment, you were enjoying the time with them but as soon as the memories flashed back from last day, you jerked off from their touch. Sleepy eyes were then wide open startling the two men. Hurriedly, you tried to get off the bed and run away from them but the elder one’s fast reflex made you stop.

“What happened Y/N? Why are you scared?”

“Seon-Seonghwa…leave my hand…please let me go…I need to go.”

“What are you saying? Where do you need to go?”

You were trying to get your hands away from his grip but his hold was strong enough for you to fight against him. The same way he was holding you that time when you both met for the first time in that backyard but that time your eyes were shining bright with happiness and then now, your eyes filled with tears with fear. You recalled how they keeping you there against your will away from your fiancé. You needed to get away from that place as soon as possible before they could act more maniacally. Atleast, you should find the queen and then you could hope for some help or you could explain yourself to her.

“I need to go to Haechan. He is probable worried for me. Whatever you are doing is wrong Hwa.”

“Haechan…he…Y/N you-“

“Hogjoong! Calm down.”

Seonghwa with pity in his eyes pulled you towards the edge of the bed even though you were struggling to break apart from him, adorably cupping your face, his fingers brushing your cheeks, eyes precisely reading your current state and somehow for a few moments, you felt to be the most precious thing in that kingdom because of the fondness he was holding in his eyes while looking at you. Your reflection seemed to be a star inside his eyes. But this is so wrong, you have a fiancé.

“You are again having those weird dreams and thinking about running away from your home to this unknown person. Y/N….”

Tears falling from his eyes and a frown appeared on your face as to what was the reason for which he was crying. Was he putting up an act to make you stay with him?

“Why…why are you crying?”

Hongjoong made his towards both of you with a neutral expression and you were quite not sure of his mood or what he was thinking while approaching you but the way he came near you and gentle hands patted your head before resting them on your lower back.

“The reason is very clear, precious. He is crying for you. It’s not usual for someone to have their partner speaking delusional stuffs often after waking up from sleep.”, He said.

“Huh?” Hearing him, you turned back to Seonghwa.

“You are again under the effect. I guess you should take the medicine today.”

“What are you even saying, Seonghwa? What medicine?”

“Y/N, my precious, my princess. Since the day we came back from that other kingdom, you are acting weird as if imagining stuffs and blabbering nonsense while asleep. You started having nightmares and whenever these stuffs occur, you feel scared of me. Of us. I need to sue all the people in that kingdom for whatever and whoever has done this to you.”

Hongjoong added to his brother’s words, “It hurts to see you like this.” He turned you around and staring deeply right into you, into your eyes. “It cause our heart to ache to see our precious love so broken everytime whenever those black magic affects you. We should not have taken you there in the first place. It’s our fault, I’m so sorry.”

“Joong…no…”

“Y/N, he is right. We are really sorry. I’m sorry too for causing you this.”

Both of them having tears in their eyes and somehow, you were feeling pity for them. Were you causing them trouble? How? You could clearly remember that how you came to the kingdom last day to meet your father and then you met the queen who was so excited to have you after so long time after your disappearance from the kingdom suddenly, you told her about your engagement. Then you were in the court room where you saw your father with the other generals and ministers and then when Queen introduced you to rest of the others present there and you met Hongjoong and Seonghwa, who could not recognise you first but eventually were so excited to meet their childhood bestfriend.

You were glad that when your father shouted on you, they sent him off and then when you three reunited happily but when you brought up the topic of your engagement, their demeanour suddenly changed and started acting like some possessive jerks and as far as you could remember, they kissed you against your will and then you were drugged.

“You are telling lies. Nothing like this happened. I can still clearly remember what had happened last day. You are keeping me here against my will, you even kissed me when I had told you how I am engaged.”

“Y/N. You are engaged.” Hongjoong smiled sadly and folded his hands above his chest.

Before you could speak, your eyes fell on the mirror showing you your dress. That dress was not what you wore last day. You were a simple village girl gown but now you were covered in yellow sleeping gown with royal embroideries. Your hairs were all open, falling and covering your neck and shoulders. They both reading your reactions with curious eyes and trying to stay as much close to you in that moment.

“I’m engaged… to…”

“To us.” Hwa snacked his arms from your back and made eye contact in the mirror. The mirror reflecting the royalty visions and the empowerment. You had only one thought that all these were not yours. You didn’t belong there.

“Who changed my clothes?” You asked him slowly.

“Changed? You as per daily routine, you wore this last night from one of your gown collections.”

“I…I did not…something is not right. Yesterday I came to this palace for the first time in so many years after I last visited and then…”

Hongjoong stood beside you, glancing at his brother for once and then tugging your hairs behind while both of them having soft smiles on their face, “then you met the queen and your father who is like the one to be punished for insulting you in front of us. You apparently met us while Queen introduced you to us and we were so happy to have you but suddenly you told us that you were engaged and we lost our mind.”

“Is that the thing you wanted to say?” Hwa asked you while putting his chin on top of your head.

“Yes yes yes. That’s the thing. How come you know? Joong Hwa, please I will forget whatever happened yesterday but please let me go.”

“Y/N. He knows that only because that is the story you always tell us after waking up from your sleep whenever you have these sudden visions in your sleep or maybe nightmares.”

“story?”

“Yes precious. Hwa and I feel so upset while dealing with you in such state but you know, we need to be strong as we are engaged and we can’t just ignore you like you are nothing and let go of you. If you don’t trust us then let me call some maids. Wait.”

Hongjoong made his way out of the room leaving you both behind. Seonghwa turned you around and smiling at you and little you managed to smile back to him in response. Seeing this, he held your head to bring you closer and planted a soft and slow kiss on your forehead. You closed your eyes feeling his warm lips on your skin and a wave of comfort spread over body but still a pinch of weariness was still there.

Suddenly, you heard a lot of footsteps nearing you and on turning around, you could see few maids and soldiers were standing with a bowing posture in front of Hongjoong and a wild rage in his eyes reflecting while staring at them but the eyes became soft while he looked at you.

Clearing his throat, he spoke loudly as to keep himself audible to everyone present inside that huge room of yours, well their kingdom as how could you just say it yours, “My precious princess of this palace. The Future Queen of the kingdom wants to know about herself. I would appreciate if you all just greet your princess with honour and show her some love and respect.”

“What’s happening, Hwa?”

They all turned towards you and Hwa and bowed together. The in charge of the maids stepped forward and bowed down before speaking up.

“Princess Y/N, your honour, we are glad to have you with us since the day you were announced as the future queen of this kingdom and got engaged with our both of the princes. We are so sorry for us to be here right now when you are so vulnerable but we always want to show our love, respect and kindness to the most wonderful soul in this kingdom. For the upcoming ball night, you are getting married to them and we would be honoured to be living under your ruling hand. Thank you, princess Y/N to have us here and we will do our best to prepare for the most awaited upcoming celebration.”

With the end of her statement, she smiled and bowed down before retreating her steps to join the rest of them.

 You were still confused with her words and the squeeze in your hand from the elder prince, assuring you to take everything slowly and not to force yourself to fit the puzzle. You looked at Hongjoong across the room who was already staring at you, he mouthed slowly ‘Do you want to hear anything more?’ You quickly denied with aggressive shaking of your head and turning to Seonghwa, you asked him to tell others to leave the room. The soldiers and maids were then quickly dismissed from the scenario and you zoned out to your thinking about the situation unfolding in front.

You wanted to believe that they were telling you the truth and all those were your imaginations but somehow deep inside you, a feeling of uneasiness striking your every nerve as to why you were imagining a stranger as to be your fiancé and the day you met these two princes and they kept you here was replaying in your head and it felt so real. Who was Haechan? Was he just a part of your imagination? Or might be someone important whom you can’t and keep imagining him? Were you really engaged to both the princes? You casted a glance to both of them and they were discussing something between them. Your knees felt weak with all these overthinking and you sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the bedsheets tightly into your fist. You didn’t want to face your father but for then you wanted to ask him whether everyone around you was faking things or you were really the princess. But did you think your father would appreciate your presence and help you out to solve that problem?

“Is this real?”

The two princes stopped their conversation and looked at you. They shared a knowing look with each other and then when Hongjoong approached you, grinning adorably at you. He sat beside you and gave you a warm hug and that time, it was enough to soothe you.

“Hongjoong, I’m scared. These all are confusing to me, I want to forget it please. Do something and make me forget it. I feel like losing my mind and I belong to somewhere else even when everyone around me is trying their best to cope up with my mental health. I am being a burden to both of you like this. Even when I want to believe those are my imaginations but somewhere it feels like the reality and you…you are lying.”

“It’s okay Y/n. There is nothing for which you need to be afraid of and thinking so hard. We are here for you and we can overcome this together.”

Hwa kneeled down in front of you and placed his hands on tops of your yours, resting on your lap. He smiled up to you and then again, a little smile appeared on your face as well.

“You have to trust us. We are not lying, Y/N. We can’t lie to you and also you can’t be a burden to us. I hope we can arrange for some things which can help you to forget this forever and we won’t be in this situation again.”

“Is it possible?”

“Of course, it is my precious.”

Turning your face around by your chin, Hongjoong said “You are always so vulnerable at these times and we take care of you by being with you the whole day to get off your mind from this as much as possible. Do you want to know?”

You nodded quickly on his words and he casted a glance to Seonghwa who nodded in response to which the younger prince smirked.

Hongjoong pulled you closer earning a surprise gasp from you, making you sit on his lap. Your wide eyes asking a lot of things but his hands just rubbed up and down on your back relaxing your tensed self. “Don’t be surprise like this.” He chuckled.

“You have to trust us. Okay?”

“Yes.”

Holding your chin up, staring straight at you, “Do you trust us?”

“I do.”

With that, his lips crashed on you and you closed your eyes. Lost in the moment, the memories of those story flashing back at you. That hungry kiss of his is nowhere similar to the now gentle kiss of his lips when moving on yours. He was your fiancé and the affectionate and love was all radiating from the heat of the kiss. The vibration of his groan when you pulled his hairs echoing in your mind. The moment with him with your bodies so close and his lips dancing with yours. You were so lost in the moment that you didn’t notice how Seonghwa was admiring your every little sounds you were making and your movements under the touch of his brother. He tapped on your hand to gain your attention and then when you both broke apart from the kiss to look back at the person who just called you. You were gasping for air and Hongjoong was still in the dazed state similarly as you but you chuckled when Seonghwa offered his hand to pull you towards him.

“Why are you smiling, love?”

“It’s so weird that few moments back I was struggling to get away from here and now here I am accepting your hand so eagerly.”

“Its okay though, that’s usual to feel scared after having those dreams that feels so real and I’m glad that you are fighting against the odd very well. We are proud of you. Can we?”

“You don’t have to ask, Hwa. I’m already having so much on my mind and please help me to get off from all these but don’t push me off my limits, please.”

“Just two, okay? Can you handle it?”

You nodded in response and then when he quickly attached his lips with yours. His kiss was lot more rough than his brother’s as if he was fighting against his will not to suck your whole life out of you. The way his hands holding your hairs tightly in his fist and other wandering around your body, you felt like melting under his touch. Teeth clashing with each other and saliva sliding down your lips was earning groans from both the princes.

With slow steps, he made you step back towards the bed and when the back of your knees hit the bed, you fall down on the bed with him on top of you. You moaned when you felt his hands on your chest, squeezing slightly and his lips still attached to yours. You felt him pulling your dress down your shoulders to expose your shoulders and collarbones more. Tongue sliding from your lips, licked down to your throat and neck, teeth hovering over the skin of your shoulders and finally he kissed on the collarbone. The moans from you were ringing in his ears and pushing his inner beast to just rip off your clothes that moment but he didn’t want to scare you off so he managed to put up a gentle smile and moved down to your legs to lift your gown. Meanwhile, Hongjoong attached his lips again and you willingly accepted it. He pulled you upwards to give Seonghwa more space between your legs. Removing every clothing from your woman hood, Seonghwa pressed his palm over your heat and you gasped in the mouth of Hongjoong.

“You are being so good for us, precious. Everything is gonna be okay. Just trust us and only us.”

In a daze, you broke the kiss to look down at him and nodded eagerly to which he chuckled. Your one hand entangled in Hongjoong’s hair and other grabbing the sheets tightly. At this point, you have forgotten every doubt, every reason of your fears and the situation of the outside world is just an abandon stuff to you. You no longer wanted to step outside to clarify your thoughts but just wanting to feel them.

Seonghwa inserted his finger slowly and your eyes twitching and face scrunching up with the effect. Their eyes watching how you were falling apart second by second and swearing, they were feeling so many things to do with you right that moment. Slow but painful rubs were making on your bud and a jolt of waves of pleasure ran down your body making you moan out his name and after abusing it for few more times, he pushed himself inside you also filling up your ears with praises. You didn’t realize when he got rid of his extra accessories and clothing.

“Yes, take it like a good princess. My precious doing so well for us. So good.”

You trusted them and they told you that that was the way they kept your mind off from those situations everytime when you were vulnerable but somehow the feeling of him buried inside you and pleasure spreading all over your body making the tits hard under the hold of Hongjoong and Seonghwa endearingly looking down at you while a bundle of knots building inside you. Their equal attention and touches with lots of praises nearing you to your climax and when he started to hit your sweet spot, you lost your mind and started blabbering nonsense. His hands pushed your gown more up to your stomach and rubbing the thighs softly before gripping the hips tighter. With increasing of his pace, you could feel him getting to his high soon as well and then when you screamed out his name when you both came together.

Heavy breathings and sweats mixing with each other when he rested his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and kissing there. Your hands patted his head and other one intertwined with Hongjoong.

“Seonghwa…”

“Yes, my love? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No…no…but why did I feel like that it is my first time doing this?”

“Hm…you always feel like this. Maybe everytime when we express our love like this with each other, we find ourselves falling in love all over again and everything seems to start from the beginning but gradually, we will feel that we belong to each other and everything will be fine.”

You hummed and he get off from you just to rest himself sideways beside you and peeking down at your half eyes closed state. Hongjoong got on the bed mimicking his brother’s previous position and his every lingering touch was sending warm waves of pleasure. Your fingers and toes curled when you felt his lips leaving feather kisses on your thighs and inner thighs. Seonghwa placed a kiss on your forehead and you looked towards him with hooded eyes. Your attention averted towards Hongjoong between your legs, smiling down at you.

“My precious princess. Are you ready for me? You are already so good for us. I know you will be okay. Trust us.”

TRUST THEM. They were repeating these words over and over again. You knew they didn’t want you to feel burden and you being a precious gem to them. They couldn’t lie to you as why would they when you were engaged with them. Then why were all those scenes from the story keep flashing to you and you felt like having a separate life out of the palace. A life which was calling you back to it’s embrace. Also, your soul felt like missing out someone so important to it, as if someone waiting for you to engulf you in his arms and give you the comfort of home. Haechan. Why were you still thinking of him? He was just a character from your imagination.

“Ah!”

Your thoughts broke when Hongjoong pushed himself deep into you and start thrusting with an annoyed expression, as if he could read that you were again thinking all those scenarios. But as soon as he made an eye contact with you, his demeanour changed quickly, the rage in his eyes became soft just like someone threw some ice-cubes on the burning fire. His thrusts were rough and uneven as if he was waiting to have you under him, whimpering and moaning out his name like that. To break you down with himself buried deep inside you was his only thoughts running through his mind. Your sounds and wiggling movements under him, making his dick twitch inside you and your walls clenched around him.

“Yes, precious. Just like that. You feel so good. You are doing so good.”

With the praises and uneven thrusts hitting your g-spot pushed you towards your high and with a final thrust, the coil inside you broke loose. He was riding out his high and your bud felt stimulated with the movement and you whined to it. Hongjoong pulled himself out and placed him on your other side. Your mind was clouded with everything happened right that moment but you could feel two pairs of eyes staring down at you. You somehow managed to look back at them.

“I want to forget those fake scenarios for forever but… but I can’t take my mind of it. I feel like having a different world out there. A different life. But don’t know why. I want to trust you. I trust you but still somewhere there still linger some doubts.”

“Precious Y/N…Everything needs time and we will overcome this together. You will be a great queen and a great mom.”

“Yes Joong, she would be the best mom to our children and the great Queen of this kingdom.”

Hwa placed his hands over your tummy and rubbed soothing circles over your dress messily folded upon. You could remember how they released themselves inside you and still could feel their cums inside you.

“The baby that will be growing inside you will be ours. You are our precious. Take rest, Y/N. We can figure out things later.”

Humming to him, you snuggled into the sheets and fell into slumber.

The two princes stared at you for a while before sharing looks with each other. Having a conversation with just eyes, they smirked and watched how your chest moving up and down with your silent breathes. Hands placed each on top of their own on your belly.

“let’s prepare for the most awaited day for our precious.”

Was it really a dream? Or were they faking everything? It’s not true. Right? They were your childhood best friends and soon to be your husbands. You were just overthinking and doubting them. You needed to apologize them later for worrying them and causing them so much trouble.

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“Did you find her?”

“No, prince Haechan. We couldn’t find her anywhere but some villagers told us that they have last seen her in the nearby kingdom.”

“Which kingdom?”

“Halazia.”

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hala hala hala hala halaziaaaaaaaa......

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tell people about the glories of ostinato!! the tension, the tenderness, how much love can be stored in a touch, the awkward way sometimes you get the perfect thing at the wrong time and you somehow have to make room for it. and most importantly xavi from steinway.

ostinato is my cutesie lil musician au (that has become long as hell and may end up being a 30k oneshot) which features max being way too career driven and working himself to death while charles quietly teaches him that it IS good to be cared for and to fall in love with the things youre passionate about rather than using them to torture yourself!!! what a concept <3

it also includes: mcdonald's dates. hand porn. fernando/mark/sebastian hostile bromance. putting chapstick on each other. and most importantly xavi from steinway!! this snippet is madly out of context but im posting it anyway because i dont care

A small crowd is gathered between practice rooms one and sixteen, and Max pushes carefully through it as he takes in the dull hush of murmuring. Pierre has an arm around Yuki; George is leaning against the wall studying his shoes with wide eyes; there in the center is Charles, one arm crossed over his stomach and the other hand raised to tug at his own lower lip.

“What happened?” Max says softly, lurching into action. His palm finds the small of Charles’ back; Charles’ big eyes find his own.

“I hate when other people touch him this way,” Charles says. “It’s like someone has put their hands inside my chest. It is like they are reaching in and touching my heart.”

Max’s fingers flex against Charles’ back of their own accord. Bile rises in his throat for a split second, and the familiar white-hot burn of fury that someone would dare make Charles look so small and sad. Half a second is all he gets, fortunately, before Xavi From Steinway unearths himself from behind Charles’ beloved piano.

“It is a broken spinet elbow,” Xavi From Steinway announces. “I will replace it with a plastic one.”

The group at large lets out a soft groan.

“Is that bad?” Max ventures.

“No idea,” Pierre mutters. “It sounds bad.”

Xavi From Steinway begins gently removing pieces of the piano and setting them aside. Charles outs out a hurt sound, and Max scratches at his back.

“It’s okay, right?” Max murmurs to him. “He’ll just replace it and it will be good as new.”

“I know. It is necessary,” Charles says, miserable. “I just hate seeing them like this, with their hearts taken out.”

The soundboard comes free with a clunk, sliding forward in Xavi From Steinway’s hands. Charles lets out a horrified sound, turning in Max’s hold to curl into his chest. “Tell me when it’s over,” he says into his shoulder.

Max isn’t registering anything about what’s going on other than the armful of warm boy he’s suddenly been dealt. Charles’ hair is tickling his nose a little. It smells vaguely citrusy in a cosmopolitan kind of way—expensive and too cool for Max, probably.

Charles mumbles something else, and Max scratches at his back. “What?”

“Will you describe to me what he is doing, please?” Charles says into his ear.

The hair on the back of Max’s neck stands up. “He is, uh,” he looks at the dismantled piano, trying to make sense of it. “I believe he is touching the elbow. It’s broken, and he’s taking it off the arm.”

Charles squirms, tucking himself closer.

“He’s being very gentle,” Max soothes. When he pets over the base of Charles’ neck he relaxes a little, so he does it over and over. “And now he is taking the other piece of the elbow off, and he is being very careful with this, too. The pieces come right off. He does not need to force them at all.”

Charles shifts. “You would not lie just to soothe me?”

“I would not. If he broke anything I would kill him.”

Xavi from Steinway side-eyes him, his face pale..

“Now he is getting out the new piece,” Max continues. “It looks just like all the other ones. And he is putting it in place, and it looks brand new.” He squeezes the back of Charles’ neck. “It will be fine when he puts it all together. Just perfect—you won’t know he has even been in there.”

“Good.”

“You’re doing very well. He’s almost done.” To Xavi, he says, “You’re almost done, right?”

“Almost done,” Xavi confirms.

Max nods. “Almost done,” he repeats softly, mostly to himself.

“You smell good,” Charles mumbles.

His brain stalls out for a minute. Charles’ face is pressed to his neck, his nose right against his pulse point—Charles is drawing comfort from it, probably. Charles likes it.

“I do?” Max says.

“Yeah.” He sighs.

The soundboard slides back into place with a long rasping sound, and then a click that makes Charles flinch in his arms.

“All done,” Xavi From Steinway announces, eyes trained on the toolkit that’s clutched in his hands like a shield. He edges around the room, studiously avoiding Max’s gaze. “If you have any more problems you have my number.”

“It’s all done?” Charles says.

“Yes, all done,” Max repeats.

Charles’s head emerges, his hair a little smushed where it had been pressed up against Max’s jaw. The sight of it makes Max’s heart lurch in a way that’s only a little embarrassing.

[mushiewrites]

(I'm about to kill you here Mushie) I just realized, no one has ever written about this position. Let's use snf as an example (for Sap's thunder thighs)

Sapnap chilling on the couch until George decides to be annoying and sits between his legs on the floor, constantly jostling his comfortable position, talking through the whole movie, tugging his leg hair. Sapnap eventually just leans forward and snatches George’s tiny wrists, pulls them out so he's T posing in a way and sets his legs over his biceps. When he releases George’s wrists, the weight of his legs pressing his keeps his arms pinned out, he can't even reach past his thighs with his bent elbows. Sapnap just takes out his annoyance slowly and methodically, working all of George’s tickle spots in just the way he knows how, to drive George crazy, even worse for him is he's so close to grabbing him but he can only brush his fingers against his wrists

first off. i am so so sooooo sorry im so late on this (i know you dont care but IM SORRY ANYWAY)

second. i adore the trope of a lee almost being able to stop the ler, but stopping just short of it. it's so incredibly cruel for absolutely no reason. its perfect

….anyway, lets get into it

we all know how much of a little shit george is - he's a natural brat, he just cant help it! its not his fault he was born like this! but regardless, there are people who take it better than others. dream and sapnap being the perfect example. i mean, dont get me wrong; dream absolutely gets annoyed by george, but hes just so fond of him that he normally just lets it slide

but sapnap? absolutely not.

the day he learns how ticklish george is is the best day of sapnap's life. he uses it for everything; to get george to give in to whatever sapnap wants, to cheer george up when hes grumpy, to punish george when hes annoying. and boy is george annoying

so its no surprise (even though it always is to george somehow) when sapnap suddenly growls out a quiet "that's it" from between his clenched teeth before grabbing george's wrists, pulling them quickly out to the sides against the couch cushions behind him. sapnap throws his thighs quickly over george's arms, successfully trapping his arms and his body in place from where hes sat between sapnap's legs on the floor

george is immediately pleading, never having been in this vulnerable of a position before and finding it incredibly flustering. sapnap can tell, and he plays it up. he pokes his pointer fingers under each of george's arms once, making him yelp and try to yank his arms down. but sapnap's weight keeps him practically immobile from his waist up, trapped between and under the strong thighs of his friend

sapnap would coo at him, reaching a hand up to ruffle his hair as george let's his head fall back into sapnap's lap to look up to him. his boba eyes are glassy and wide, clearly full of nerves and excitement at the compromising position hes found himself in. sapnap would laugh, loving how much of a mess george was already before slowly drawing circles in the middle of his underarms, sending him into hysterics

he digs into each and every rib, making sure to take his time to really dig between them. he makes sure that george feels every single tiny spark of ticklish energy as intensely as he can, and george swears fireworks are exploding under his skin. his eyes are wet, and whenever george flings his head back to laugh sapnap can see the trails of wetness down his cheeks from the tears. sapnap flutters his fingers over george's stomach, making sure to press gently at the lower tummy a couple of times to make george buck his hips up into the air....it's much easier for sapnap to latch onto them this way :D

eventually sapnap makes his way back up under george's arms, and it's then he remembers just how sensitive his triceps are. so he drags his nails there experimentally. just a tiny scratch on the soft skin of george's right tricep. the reaction is insane. george screams like someone is killing him before breaking out into the most ridiculous high pitched cackles sapnap has ever heard. his cheeks are bright red and he’s pleading every chance he can.

unfortunately, it goes without being acknowledged

sapnap switches to lightly dragging his fingers over both triceps, and george enters a whole different level of hysteria. george is frantic, bending his arms as much as he can. his fingers are outstretched and lightly brushing against sapnap's knuckles, but never reaching far enough to grab them to stop the tickling. it's a never ending loop of torture, and being so close to successfully putting an end to it makes everything ten times worse. sapnap uses both hands on one of george's triceps and his laugh goes silent, signaling to sapnap that it's time to stop

of course sapnap slides down onto the floor with george, cuddling into him and hugging him tight. george continues giggling deliriously, still feeling an overflow of ghost tickles all throughout his body. he whines and complains to sapnap that it's not fair, that he hates him, but george stays glued to sapnap's side the rest of the night, just absolutely floaty and giggly and completely satisfied

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Weeeeheeee uuuuu guyyys beeeen waiting tooooo loonng.

This will be my first ever daaadaaadaaa will you doo the fandangoooo!

Ahh yes scara -oopse who's thT? I mean wanderer and I named him "Yuki" cute neh.

Ne, ne... in case you guys want to ask me things pls ask kk Away

Tragically however I'm clumsy and by accident I deleted some asks and I want you to forgive me of I have forgotten u....I'm a little busy and I didn't have time to think straight sooooo I made time for u this timeeee meeee trying kkk?

Genshin impact will soon launch version 3.8, and I'm excited because after that, the wanderer banner is coming....finally, u can pull for that bratty puppet! Called the wanderer Yuki, so if you are confused, I named him Yuki OK.

Enjoyyyy, no spoilers, cuz it's a game... but still, u can play it before reading! I love iiiim

Weakness of the former all mighty God

It was an understament to say Yuki hated the traveller. Yet he finds his ability to smile every situation and be laid back is puzzling.

The wanderer was the name he went by. He gave up his past and became a free spirit. He was seeing new sides of the world. He hated people, but now it's more of an antisocial trait than wishing annihilation on the human race.

Yuki, the name was appealing to him. The traveller even went so far as to share his own name with him, and he didn't mind. But naming him, Yuki felt somehow warm despite it meant snow.

"Oiii Yukii dont get lost in the traveler's teapot alright?" Paimon's voice clammered, and he looked up with an eye roll "your too loud,"

"And you're too slow for someone so fast"

The traveller laughed at the petty dispute between them. He had his golden eyes on Yuki, making him feel conscious as they began leisurely moving around the large space of the new world he was in.

"You're quiet today... something wrong?

Yuki noticed Aether's concern. He looked away with a sigh "Yeah just thinking... it was not too long ago. I wanted to kill you, and now you looked like you could die for me"

He expected a denial of that statement but surprisingly Aether gave a sheepish laugh "I know, it had been so long"

"W...what?" He blinked twice, unable to apprehend this sudden sensation of warmth.

Paimon and Aether exchanged happy smiles. "Come on..." it was his flying companion."We're friends... we smile and laugh like anyone else. You don't need to be so stiff"

Yuki's smile didn't reach him, he smirked sure... but a smile? Is it different from what he expressed before?

Before he could say anything more. He felt a poke in the side from Aether. He had a mischievous grin "Careeeful Yukii~ let your guard down like that, your friends will expose a weakness from you" then brightly perking up and wiggling his fingers he giggled "And that's what friends are for so take that!"

Tackling the wanderer in their own teapot, where the grass touched him, he was shocked when the traveller began to dig his fingers to his ribs.

"What in the world -gah!! Wahahit whahat ihihis thahaht?"

He felt a spread of electric waves from his sides, like the traveller was using electric powers, but not it was just his blunt fingers.

Paimon snickered absurdly. "You seriously haven't been tickled before? All the more reason that it is fun!"

Tickled? Not a word he knew, but it didn't hurt. He just felt it funny and the urge to let out laughter. It was certainly humiliating.

"Haah?? Thihihis ihihis weheheheird stahahahap ihit!" Yuki squirmed under the blond, who also laughed in thrill at the sight of blushing wanderer. Paimon sneaked in a few prods to his toes that were poking out from his sandals.

"Isn't this fun, though?" Aether said softly, now pinching his lower ribs."Aren't you relaxed?"

The lower ribs were bad, and Yuki cackled now. "Gaaaah! Wahahahahait wait wait wait! Thehehereee! Ihihitd bahahahahad! Whahahat are yohou dohohoiing!!!??? Cuhuhuhut it outttt Aetheheher!"

Laughing at the sudden burst of laughter Paimon had the audacity to take pictures of them from the Kamera.

"Gehet her away from thahat! Nohoho stahahap!" He giggled sweetly when he covered his face. Smirking, he drilled his fingers under his arms through the cloak, and that made him lower his arms.

"So cute..." Aether murmured and then he stopped for a while "That's called tickling,"

"Tehehe... whahat a funnehehey wohord..." he breathed giggles, now settling to a calmer mood."Why did I laugh thoho?"

To emphasised he poked his ribs making him squeal adorably "This touch, its something humans have but I didn't expect a puppet like you to be ticklish....its adorable"

"Wait... ticklish... tickled... so many words tho..."

"It's both a verb, a noun and an adverb of it silly..." Paimon said poking his ears now.

"Gaah enough," he pulled away from the teasing and blushed furiously. "Mark my words, and I will get my revenge tenfold!

"And I'll just tickle you again," he began to chase Yuki, who had failed to make his threat more real. He thought as he escaped the evil clutches of the traveller...

I will certainly get him back for sure!

[whumpasaurus101]

Perfect

MKAY I STOLE MY BROTHERS LAPTOP LMFAO DHUJKD I wanted to post the backstory on Asher's scar so do enjoy <3

(just incase you dont know, Asher's past name was Danny when he was with Aiden <3)

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Aiden was not usually a drunk. Sure, he’d have a few drinks but nothing wild.

Danny knew something was wrong with him just by the look of him. The top three buttons of his shirt open, the messy tie. There was even dirt underneath his fingernails. 

Aiden was usually a well groomed man. His black and grey streaked hair neatly styled just the way he liked. His stubble short but noticeable. The kind that tickles your skin if you brushed off of it.

But that wasn’t who Danny was looking at right now. 

His eyes fell to the floor once Aiden’s met his. 

“What are you staring at, pretty boy?” 

Danny gulped, feeling the lump in his throat as he rasped, “No-nothing… ‘m so-sorry sir..”

His breathing picked up even at the sound of Aiden’s scoff, “Oh you think you're just so perfect, don'tchya?” 

Danny blinked, his eyebrows furrowing, “S-Sir?”

“Oh, I'm sorry,” fake sympathy dripped from his words like honey, “Did I say something that confused you? Can I not get it through that bloody thick skull of yours? God, you're useless.”

A tear ran down Danny’s cheek silently. He gulped hard and bit his lip, trying desperately to conceal any sound.

“And now you're bloody crying,” Aiden sighed, “Jesus, Dannyboy, can you actually pull yourself together for five minutes… or are you too weak to do that?” 

Danny gulped again, his hands clenching to fists in his lap. He was kneeling on the ground before Aiden. Danny was starting to understand why. Aiden wanted to feel powerful. And he was. He did. Danny felt so small- so weak- god, he really was useless!!!

The silence made time pass even slower. Danny’s fingernails bit into the palm of his hands.

“You think you're so perfect, don't you?” Danny just stayed silent. He couldn’t tell if that was a rhetorical question and he didn't want to chance his luck.

“You have everyone giving you the doe eyes, completely obsessed. You haven't a damage done to your perfect face. Your hair sits perfect naturally and your form… jesus, it's perfect.”

Danny gulped, feeling Aiden’s eyes bore into him, “You're… perfect,” he snarled, glaring at Danny before he straightens up, “Come here.” 

Danny gulped but didn't delay, quickly getting to his feet and rushing over in front of Aiden who just scoffed;

“Of course… of course you’d just obey immediately.”

Danny gulped, looking to the floor before flinching at a sound he knew all too well. The flick of a switchblade. The tip of the blade pinched under his chin, slowly lifting Danny’s head up.

“Ah ah ah, Dove,” Aiden cooed, a smirk pulling at his lips, “Eyes on me.”

Tears threatened to fall down his face, his bottom lip wobbling as he tried to hold it in but he knew that in a matter of seconds they would fall. 

“So perfect,” Aiden whispered, tilting his head as he slowly dragged the blade upwards, “Almost…too perfect.. you know?” Danny’s eyebrows furrowed, when he spoke, his voice came out as a rasp, “S…sir?”

Aiden smirked, “You sound so scared already, pretty boy, do I scare you?”

Danny’s eyes widened. How in the hell was he supposed to answer that??? He was never permitted to lie, but then again… would he respond all that well to being told he was scary?

He cleared his throat quietly, eyes dipping to the floor before back to Aiden’s cold eyes. Aiden smirked, his eyebrow quirking, “Have I lost you, dove?” 

Danny clenched his jaw, “N-No sorry, sir I- Yeah- yes I a-a- I’m scared…”

Somehow, Aiden’s smirk widened, his other hand brushing over Danny’s cheekbone, snaking back to the back of his head and his fingers curling in Danny’s hair before tightening quickly. Danny yelped out, tears spilling from his eyes, only making Aiden chuckle.

“There are my beautiful tears! God, how they glisten in the moonlight.” The knife quickly wipes away a tear, Danny squeezes his eyes shut with a whimper, forcing himself not to flinch. 

“Like I said,” Aiden sighed, “Too perfect.” Aiden’s voice dropped, a cold tone which sent shivers down Danny’s spine. There was a sharp pinch under his eye and suddenly the knife slashed down Danny’s cheek. 

He cried out, flinching back which only made his wound worse. “Oh quit crying, dove, there’s no use. Danny, hold still, you're only making it worse,” Aiden growled, becoming impatient at this point. His hand tightened in Danny’s curls, making him cry out even more before stilling.

“‘M so- sorry sir,” He sobbed. God, he didn't even know what the hell he was sorry for. All he wanted was for Aiden to be happy with him. 

Aiden shoved Danny to the ground before standing, crouching down to his hunkers before cupping Danny’s cheek, “Oh dove… you look like a disgrace,” He cooed. Danny whimpered, feeling the blood drip down his face. 

Aiden’s thumb slowly brushed along Danny’s cheekbone, over the wound. The blood smeared along his skin. 

“No one will ever love you like this.”

Each word stung. Each word like a drop of lemon juice to his wound. Like a grain of salt. He couldn't even find the words to say. 

“Each drop of blood, each tear you shed-” He slowly leans in close until his lips brush against Danny’s ear, “Fucking.Disgusting.” Danny cried out, “Plea-please… I-I’mm sorry sir… di-didn't mean to dis-dissapoint,” he sobbed, his hands gripping desperately at Aiden’s shirt. Please. Forgiveness. God, forgiveness. He didn't even know what he did!

Aiden scoffed before dropping Danny to the floor once more, kicking him hard in the ribs before leaving him alone in the parlour, muttering under his breath, “Fucking pathetic.”

Danny curled in on himself, his hand cupping his face as he sobbed. He was pathetic. And now- now no one was going to love him. He was lucky he had Aiden, someone who could actually love him even for how pathetic he was.

The stinging sensation never stopped throughout the night. But Danny guessed he deserved it, a constant reminder. He was lucky…

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HOMESTUCK AND STAR TREK? :O

oh baby this posts gonna be long

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)

HS: aradia and sollux. aradia is my favorite forever as my patron troll and sollux is just fun to draw because whys he look like that

ST: all the cardassians in general. garak is the best, im honestly more fascinated with andrew robinson himself and his dedication to the character. also damar who doesnt get much presence until later seasons and gets crushed by actually giving a fuck about his position. i took a shot of kanar (maple syrup) for his honor and it was agony.

dukat is excluded from this because he managed to curse the show into buffering on his face everytime i watched.

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)

HS: probably the beta kids before playing sburb. theyre all just little kids and best friends forever and it makes me tear up- in pesterquest dave literally talks about jade like shes his girlfriend that goes to a different school. all the kids were more than eager to see eachother in person and it sucks that it happened under the circumstances of.. homestuck

i dont have cuteness aggression for them theyve been through enough :-(

ST: in TNG's the enemy geordi helps out this genuinely pitiful romulan dude thats shaking like a chihuahua and i felt so much for that guy i wish he came back

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)

HS: i think people are finally past portraying kanaya as a nothingburger, it was kind of funny 10 years ago that people were falling into her flimsy veil of Perceived Normalcy, like she doesnt regularly bite her friends and wasnt unforgivably delulu about vriska when they were moirails.

truly underrated might be the felt? their designs tickle me

ST: damar? maybe hes got more content now idk. honorable mentions are: keiko obrien, worfs parents (my favorite tng ep), hugh, the cardassian scientists that hit on obrien that one time, lwaxana troi and keevan.

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)

HS: any of signless' crew. like. we got shafted so hard with the dancestors its crazy. in my wildest dreams psiioniic didnt get utterly crushed by the vast glub and somehow escaped at the ripe age of 2000 sweeps and is now overgrown and too old and ancient for his own good, squatting in solluxs hive. we didnt get much content about how signless did his recruiting- did he just do speeches and demonstrations? did he fuck nasty? i know for sure it wasnt the cringe dialogue they strapped kankri with. same goes for dolorosas life before she raised signless, she should be at the club.

ST: background vulcans. especially in TNG when they just stopped giving a fuck about them, thank god tuvok exists or i wouldve had no incentive at all to actually watch part of VOY.

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)

HS: equius. its really a special day when a character cant be quantified with a simple archetype like the rest of the trolls. theres something so deeply strange and wrong with him that its captivating, i chalk it up to being the horse guy in a insect body.

hussie also just like, had it out for him at day one. gamzee got beaten to a pulp narratively but equius didnt even get a chance. its sad, and im more interested in what he couldve been rather than someone like eridan or meenah.

ST: kai winn. shes literally an alien white woman and its fantastic. she did her role so good that the poor actress got hatemail, and her insidiousness is just so well done. the final season of ds9 isnt that good but it was fun to see her go off the rails with dukat.

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)

HS: what do i look like? hussie? in truth when it comes to being a flop i like seeing kanaya flounder. shes weird guys. she is so fucking weird and she doesnt really know because her friends are Weirder. we dont always need her to slay, atleast in my book.

ST: riker. no further notes

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)

HS: jake. if he has a deeper character i havent noticed because my eyes glaze over trying to read through this dialogue. he feels like a leftover shitpost character hussie couldnt fit on the dancestors. i havent reread act 6 yet, but i remember such a large chunk being some strange love triangle-square surrounding jake and i did Not Give a Fuck, and salt in the wound was dirk and janes friendship being so fantastic but overshadowed by jakes unceasing sex appeal cursing them.

ST: obrien because it was be a standard episode plot for him, i think hed come out fine

[bigmack2go]

I havent posted abt atwow in much too long so…

Aonunete

Aqachno/rotxorro!!!

Lesbian or aro-ace kiri

Non-binary kiri👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Tuk went from the most feminine female to the genderlessed baddass in the history of gerless badasses

^human au Tuk🤷🏼‍♀️^

Gender confused Rotxo [male or non binary] (in the end he just decides they doesn’t need a lable)

Tsireya and neteyam are besties!

Just found out it isnt canon that koko loro and rotxo r triplets LIKE BRO THE LOOK T H E S. A. M. E.

Ao'nung and rotxo both would be one of those guys to wear a purple hoodie with a black daun-jacket all fall and winter as their only outfit but it somehow always stays clean. Any way aonung would have that style in a very straight way (this man is everything but straight 💀😭)

Double eyebrowpircing human rotxo

Kiri has freckles and she would 100% be on wich-tok, tumblr, and collect christals if she were human

And tsirey pulls of e. V. E. R. Y. Eyeliner look, style and color

I just wanna say i believe in sully-brothers-wearing-toothnecklaces supremacy

Rotxo-> purple hoodie with goofy pictures

Kiri is one if those remus-lupin-cardigans girls to cry to lana del ray in the bathroom (me)

And she showed tsireya lana-del-ray

and kiri hhas a septum and an eybrowpricing maybe even a lip or toungeonr

And loak is a basketballer i just know it

And he would be one of those people who could just where whatever combined with what ever and call it style and it would work.

(Wich is the worst part of these people istg)(IM LOOKING AT YOU JIMMY I HOPE YOU FEEL MY GLARE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN YOU WANNA SLEEP BUT THAT TNGLE IN YOUR VACK KEEPS YOU AWAKE what—)

While neteyam on the other hand would have the best and most homosexual (-/j) style that exists in this universe like bri he be so fine

And allthough he almost never does he could ahundret percend pull of indiekid (he usually pulls of normal indie but ykyk)

PLUS neteyem eventually beat some actual style into him

Also if this isnt human loak i dont want it

Neteyam also would have the best music taste and you K N O W it

Neitiri would obviously be of faith and Neteyam too. Neteyam would be one of those guys thats friends woth the cool kids but solehow hea the only one in that friendgroup that has morals.

Aonung our beach boy surfer boy he's so QuiRcy Ahhh 🤪🤪 (i just cringed at my self) Tangtop and bathshorts summerjob at some random pool am i wrong??

and tuk did karate

TELL ME IM WRONG

I DARE U

And aonung almost cried when he got his tatoos. For. every. Single. One.

Now that would be totally fine if he didn’t go around telling everyone how tough he was and how it didnt even hurt, just tickled. (Nete was there for some of them. He bust raises his eyebrows and silently judges him when he says shit like that)

Rotxos tail curls when hes rly happy or exited

If rotxo was to cook smt he would 100% burn it and when i say burn it i dont mean Oh No ITs AIL bLaCk AnD cRuSTy NO I MEAN

FIRE

There

LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME NORM SPELLMAN WOULDNT HAVE PLAYED 'BORN THIS WAY' TO SPIDER FUCJING SOCCORO WHEN HE CAME OUT AS TRANS

Oh and also i just know he loved golf back on earth

Jake showed them all human stuff like lana del ray and shit and spider is in LOVE woth spiderman like broooooo uts just a little too accurate

And they're all Beyoncé obsessed bc jake showed them

Some of these are from my friend btw but she doesn’t have tumblr. ALSO i made none of the incredible artworks! The TikTok of the artist is in each photo!

[milesofblackfeathers]

dude you’d be fuckeddddd if patvir or hobie found out because let be honest both of them will gang up on you and tickle you to pieces, and im only saying this based on vibes

but yea if i did know them i wouldn’t snitch, that is unless you prompted me to spill some info by doing something then i wouldn’t be afraid to say smth

but i dont know em’ like you do, so youre good, your ticklishness is safe with me

-🪷 (lotus anon, but if you’re too used to calling me lily you can keep calling me that if you want, i dont mind)

"Somehow, I don't really believe you on the safe secret thing." He said sarcastically, smirking a bit. "But you probably aren't wrong. I've seen Hobie in tickle fights; he's no joke. Which is exactly why I don't get involved." He shrugged and looked away a bit shyly, crossing his arms.

[star-stream]

Gotcha 37: the baby is you ( :( )

Im sorry I know its a serious scene, and honestly RIP to a real one, Skebows you will be missed. But, them carrying a skateboard corpse through the hallway like its a medical drama did send me. So funny im sorry.

Honestly this episode did a real great job of showing the part of Houtarou that goes to become Daybreak in the future. Im honestly sold on it. Also, Hopper1 trying to tickle him to make him laugh :( I think Chemies dont really understand the concept of death also, I saw on the production blog that they were gonna have something with Steamliner but scrapped it and im glad they did. I think its good to keep the Chemies as more nature aligned beings like animals. Hopper1 does know "sad is bad" "laugh is good" and its good to keep it simple like that, its charming. Lets leave the more complicated emotions to the others, dont burden yourselves.

As a fan of the show "Old Enough!" i loved seeing Hopper1s first errand... The voice actor, Fukuen, did her utmost voicing Hopper1 in this episode. The sounds coming out of it were so cute i tear up just thinking about it... My favorite one is the sneeze that came after it got drenched in water. It reminded me of Togepi from pokemon, i miss Togepi.

Im SO glad we got this quiet moment between Houtarou and his mom, it was a really touching scene. I think his mom is real sweet. Also honestly the part where baby mode Houtarou pours syrup on his pancakes did make me tear up. What a comforting scene.... You really made us think we were so back but it was already so over from the start... It really makes what happens in the later half of the episode more impactful, ive learned a lot. If Houtarou had been sad the whole time it wouldnt have hurt as much, yes... You guys are really good at twisting the knife...

Also i think i said in the previous post that i thought Daybreak that fought Gigist might have been the Houtarou Daybreak but i had completely forgotten about Houtarous dad maybe being Daybreak too and also that there mightve been other Kamen Riders since they knew about the concept. It was a good reminder thank you, ill try not to forget again.

We got more scenes of the seniors fighting!!! Thank you so much, i love them cause theyre so cute. Its nice that youre picking up the letters that got scattered, youre good kids...

Well thats something I didnt think wed get an explanation for but there we go. Hes been transmuting himself by using the philosopher stone in him this whole time. Whoda thunk it. My theory was that he was somehow doing it wrong but i guess not.

You know this is a funny coincidence but this came out in the same week that the Dungeon Meshi episode where Senshi asks Marcille why she compared the soul to an egg came out. Houtarou and his egg are now basically, um. like a breakfast burrito. I guess.

Interesting...! I see her alliance with Gigist isnt unconditional. I love that honestly. I love that she wants Geryon back so fucking bad. I think she and Rinne should be friends fr (but she should still try to kill her)

I find it really fun that now Spanner and Minato are their own team. Theyve been teaming up a lot lately and its cute i think. Also finally Spanner gets to defeat something, its been ages. This post is about Spanner:

Honestly. Hopper1 turning into CrossHopper just so they can DASH your last hopes that there might be a way out of it was cruel, i love it.

Can I be honest for a sec? The Hopper Malgam? Slaps absolute nuts. This shits tight as hell. Its so good holy shit. They were COOKING..

Also the locust final attack?!? Baller. Its so scary, 10/10.

Houtarou telling Hopper1 to kill him if that would ease his pain... that was rough yall. This was a rough episode. Im tearing up just thinking about it again. Hey...

The transition from the monstruous Hopper Malgam voice to the small and confused Hopper1 voice before it dies... Man. Man..!!!

Im honestly. Glad that they didnt do this with Hopper1 first. Like, leading up with Skebows, as an accident, was really rough, but it WAS an accident. AnTrooper was a good "confirmation" of how things work and also cemented pretty much where everyone else stood on the matter. The seniors and Rinne didnt want to make the choice for Houtarou, Spanner has grown a lot and came to respect Houtarous perspective, but like Minato he ultimately wont pull his punches to stop the Chemys from hurting people, and Houtarou was still having doubts.

But with Hopper1 its like. Its not an accident anymore, he KNOWS that if he stops it it WILL die. And he has to do it anyways with that burden because he also figured out that Hopper1 doesnt want to hurt anyone even on a Malgam form and to let it would also be cruel. This truly is Kamen Rider.

I read in the production blog that they wanted to explore the relationship between the Rider and the Monsters much like in Kuuga, they also had a quote saying that previously with Sabimarus transformation Houtarou had to face other peoples violence but in this episode he had to face his own violence. Banger episode. Everyone did a great job.

Anyways Houtarou becomes an egg... I know its a Philosopher Stone/Philosophers egg thing, but congrats on Houtarous gender i guess. Wish you couldve found out in a less aggressive way.

Junsei you did such a good job in this episode. I really feel bad for Houtarou. Next week things will be better for him, so hang in there!

[nemesyaaa]

« ARE YOU STALKING ME ? » « YOU WISH. YOU JUST HARD TO MISS » I FUCKING LOVE THIS ???

I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO SUPPORT THIS FIC, AND GIVE HER ALL THE LOVE SHE DESERVES ??? THIS GONNA BE SO GOOD I CAN'T TELL. AND PLEASE YOUR WRITINGS ?? THIS IS VERY SO BEAUTIFUL ??? WHY ARE YOU NOT CONFIDENT ??? THIS IS VERY GREAT !! 🫶🏿🫶🏿 THE SMALL SNIPPET GOT ME SO EXCITED TO READ THE WHOLE STORY ???? 🥹🥹🥹

Jacaerys felt like the world sat on his shoulders—both literally and figuratively—as he jammed his key into the lock of his home and made his way inside. His football bag was heavy as he dumped it in the parlor and kicked off his shoes. His mind was a mess as he shuffled into the house with aching muscles and a possibly bruised rib. He tried to wipe the caked-on grime from his hair as he replayed all the ways today went wrong. KDKEKDKEE THIS IS THE BEGINNING AND I'M ALREADY SO HOOOKED ????? PLEASE DONT GIVE UP.

“You wanna bet, pipsqueak?” The voice was gentle, yet full of happiness and laughter, mirth covered by the boy's giggles. He couldn’t get a glimpse of you before you jump across the living room and almost tackle the little boy into the couch. Joff nearly screams as he laughs, and Jace watches as you begin to mercilessly tickle his brother. “What were you saying? I can't hear you!” KDKZKDKZKE READER AS A BABYSITTER, THIS IS TJE CUTEST EVER. I KNOW WE'RE THE COOLEST

With a grin he messed with Joffrey’s hair before looking up at you. He had expected someone… less? Someone who didn’t have pretty eyes and a gentle smile, hair perfectly framing your pretty face while it was disheveled and messy from hours of playing. Somehow, you wore an average shirt and busted up pants so well that he forgot they probably cost less than his shoes. There was no arrogant set to your face that most people around him seemed to have. Just eyes that gave way to a thousand stars and lips pressed with rose petals. I KNOW MY MAN IS ALREADY SO WHIPPED ITS A MATTERS OF TIME !! THIS PLOT IS SO SWEET. I'M IN LOVE WITJ THIS 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

Your answering smile was radiant, blinding him and his gloomy thoughts for a moment. He was like a meteorite caught in your orbit all too quickly. The lonely expanse of space is suddenly lost on him as you sweep him up with your eyes and warm him with your smile. “Captain of the football team.” You say, the fact rolling off your tongue easily. Your eyes trail down to his side, the exact spot he had hurt himself and Joffrey rammed his head into. It was licking flames of pain up his side. “Poli-sci major?” KXKZKDKEKE THIS GONNA BE SO INTERESTING, I CAN'T TELL

tag me when the fic is released, I WANT TO READ IT SO BADLY !!! 🥹🥹🥹🫶🏿 BUT I SWEAR YOUR WRITING, YOUR JACE, THE BABYSITTER READER, EVERYTHING IS SO PERFECT !!!

When the Light Shines Down

Modern Jacaerys Targaryen x fem!reader

(small snippet?)

summary — With a recently broken heart, Jace has convinced himself that loving again is a death sentence. Then his mother hires a new babysitter for his little brothers and, bit by but, the light begins to shine for them.

Jacaerys felt like the world sat on his shoulders—both literally and figuratively—as he jammed his key into the lock of his home and made his way inside. His football bag was heavy as he dumped it in the parlor and kicked off his shoes. His mind was a mess as he shuffled into the house with aching muscles and a possibly bruised rib. He tried to wipe the caked-on grime from his hair as he replayed all the ways today went wrong.

He had tried to keep things from blowing up in his face today by keeping his head down and shutting up. He hardly spoke to anyone—completely abnormal, he was a chatterbox on the best of days—and worked to keep his distance from Sara and her band of hooligans. He had just wanted one day where his breakup hadn’t been brought up. One fucking day, but she had searched him out while he was walking to practice and gotten to him like she always did.

He had a weakness for women who had shitty circumstances. She was his best friend's sister, a child of an affair, and he had found himself in a I can fix her mindset before the month was over. He spent almost two years gripping onto a relationship that was built on foundations of sand. She was jealous, controlling, and so good at crying when she wanted people to feel bad for her. He hated that it took him so long to realize their relationship was unhealthy. He hated that he had fallen in love with her before he realized.

Now he was stuck with the aftermath. An ex who was now desperate to get back together with him, bombarding him when he really didn’t need to be thinking about her words. He was upset with himself for thinking so intently about Sara and her desperation to get back together that he had screwed up in practice. His mind had been so consumed with the way she had gripped onto his shirt and kissed him like the world was ending, and the way he had let her, that he had missed a pass and tripped into the stands. Effectively fucking his ribs up. What sort of captain does that?

Gods, he had groaned, why does this have to be so hard?

Cregan had answered in his brusque bass voice with, Because you fell in love and now she misses someone loving her.

Now he was facing the consequences of thinking too hard during practice with the dull pain in his lung everytime he breathed. He turned as a door in the house opened somewhere, the giggling of his little brother catching his ears as he ran around. “Hey!” came a woman’s laugh, and his brow furrowed, it didn’t sound like his mom. “Come back here silly! You forgot your shirt!”

He made his way into the living room to see Joffrey jumping on the couch in his sleep pants, a wicked grin on his chubby cheeks. “You can’t catch me!” He laughs, bouncing from cushion to cushion. His curls were wet and messy and they dropped water on the cushions—he assumed the other two were asleep based on the fact they weren’t chasing Joff around—as he bounced with each giggle. “You can’t catch me miss!”

“You wanna bet, pipsqueak?” The voice was gentle, yet full of happiness and laughter, mirth covered by the boy's giggles. He couldn’t get a glimpse of you before you jump across the living room and almost tackle the little boy into the couch. Joff nearly screams as he laughs, and Jace watches as you begin to mercilessly tickle his brother. “What were you saying? I can't hear you!”

It was a struggle getting the boy into his fire themed sleep shirt but somehow, he watches as you manage to wrangle the most unruly of his brothers. Giggles and laughter chasing you the entire way as you finally lift him off the couch— seemingly much stronger than you look—and spin him in a circle. Eventually setting the boy down from your whirlwind.

Once Joff regains his balance he finally catches sight of his eldest brother. “Jay!” he yells, moving to dart into the older boy's arms. “I missed you!”

Jace hisses in pain for a moment as Joffrey rams his head straight into the rib he had busted. He slaps a smile onto his face instead and bends down to his brother's height. “Hey Joff, having fun?” There was just a small strain of pain in his voice; his brother was too excited to pick up on it.

“Mhm! We played dragons and had a yummy loaded potato soup for dinner, she had us play a cleaning game and gave us yummy food when we did good, and then she let me help her read Aegon and Viserys to sleep!” He grins, pointing over to you with a happy smile on his face. “She’s the coolest babysitter ever!”

With a grin he messed with Joffrey’s hair before looking up at you. He had expected someone… less? Someone who didn’t have pretty eyes and a gentle smile, hair perfectly framing your pretty face while it was disheveled and messy from hours of playing. Somehow, you wore an average shirt and busted up pants so well that he forgot they probably cost less than his shoes. There was no arrogant set to your face that most people around him seemed to have. Just eyes that gave way to a thousand stars and lips pressed with rose petals.

“Hi… you must be Jace.” You speak softly, and even your voice is gentle as a lover's caress. His throat seemed to close and his mouth dried as he looked up at you. Fucking hell, he thinks. His mind flips at the way your words were lilted and breathy, the way you said his name.

Your name came to his mind easily— he had seen you in the halls on campus, but never so close. He regretted never approaching you when he had the chance, now he was seeing you for the first time. While his heart laid amongst the barren wasteland locked up in his chest. The battlefield of his previous attempt at love left scarred across the insides of his ribs, like a beast clawing its way out. Fuck my life, he groans in his mind. “Yeah,” he chokes in a whisper. “That’s me.”

Your answering smile was radiant, blinding him and his gloomy thoughts for a moment. He was like a meteorite caught in your orbit all too quickly. The lonely expanse of space is suddenly lost on him as you sweep him up with your eyes and warm him with your smile. “Captain of the football team.” You say, the fact rolling off your tongue easily. Your eyes trail down to his side, the exact spot he had hurt himself and Joffrey rammed his head into. It was licking flames of pain up his side. “Poli-sci major?”

His lips lift into a small smile. “Are you stalking me?”

You scoff and roll your eyes, crossing your arms and shaking your head with a smile. “You wish, Targaryen. You’re just hard to miss.”

I WILL CRY IF THIS SUCKS PLEASE DONT BE MEAN !!

[littleragondin]

Oy, Gong, shit man... i'm not saying you should have immediately voluntereed to be Alan's caregiver but like. That little "come on that's on you" chin jerk toward Wen after all the time you spent telling him he has to make things clear? That he has to pull away for good? Not very cool of you sir.

(Don't get me started on the thinly veiled "well he did drink bc of you"...)

[tobysbliss]

If you're still doing fics for the prompt list you posted, could you do 3 with lee!wilbur ler!niki? Either C or CC works :) /nf

it was discussed through dms that another ler was chosen because i dont write for niki

prompt list:

3. “Make me~”

lee!wilbur (revivedbur) (he/they) ler!tommy (he/xey/they)

i wanted to do

c!crimeboys

because

them /pos

i went overboard oops dont care

They didn’t even know what they were arguing about. All they knew at this point, was that they wanted to be the one in the right.

This was a common occurrence with Revivedbur and Tommy— they’re brothers. It’s bound to be normal.

“Just admit that you’re wrong!” Wilbur exclaimed, bringing up a hand to push his white streak of hair our of his face.

“I’m not wrong! I’m always in the right, so you’re wrong!” Tommy shouted back, doing the exact same motion Wilbur had done to xeir own white streak.

“You are such a child,” Wilbur shook his head with a small smirk beginning to form on their face. “A little, immature child.” Tommy’s mouth was wide open, as if in disbelief at the comment.

“I am not! You take that back!” Tommy crossed their arms over his chest, fake pouting.

Wilbur’s smirk became more evident. “Make me~”

Tommy paused.

Oh, so this is how he wanted to play? Well then..

“Gladly.” Tommy spoke before pouncing on Wilbur, quickly and easily pinning the brunette down with the advantage of having caught them off guard. Xey quickly grabbed both of Wilbur’s wrists with one hand, holding them out of the way as he used his free hand to claw and vibrate xeir fingers into the older’s ribs. The reaction was immediate.

“TohoHOHOMMY! NOHOT THIHIHIS! FUHUCK!” Wilbur shrieked, pulling for his arms to be free and fight back. Inevitably, he failed as they were already weak from one of their worst spots being targeted immediately.

“Take it back, Wil!” Tommy shouted over Wilbur’s loud laughter, bringing xeir hand down to pinch and drill into his hips.

“NOHOHO!” The sensations were maddening, Wilbur thought he might die right there. How the fuck had they managed to let their little brother take him down so easily?

“No? Okay then..” Tommy said, waiting a couple seconds to pull Wilbur’s shirt up to his lower ribs. Xey looked at the brunette’s scar for a moment.

“Tohommy? What the hehell are you dohoing?” Wilbur’s confusion changed to panic when Tommy lowered his head. “Wahait- Wahahait Tohohommy no- Tohohohommy nohOHOHOHO! FUHUHUCK!”

Wilbur threw his head back in loud, happy cackles as Tommy blew a large raspberry right on his scar on his stomach. Tommy let go of Wilbur’s wrists, using one hand to hold xemself up and the other to switch between targetting the brunette’s ribs and hips. They laughed alongside his brother, he had always found their laughter to be contagious.

“OKAHAY! I’M SOHOHORRY! PLEHEHEHEASE!” At the plea, Tommy immediately stopped and got off of Wilbur soon after. The brunette moved to lay more in Tommy’s lap and then curled into a ball.

“You alright, Wil?” Tommy asked, running a hand through Wilbur’s hair. The brunette nodded, turning to lay on his back and look up at Tommy.

It took everything in Tommy’s power to not coo aloud at Wilbur.

The man was laying there with the widest smile and a bright red face, he had tears at the corner of his squinted eyes, he still had one arm wrapped around his torso, which Tommy assumed was because they were scared that xey would tickle him again. Wilbur’s hair was a mess, the fluffy brown curls were just all over the place yet somehow the man still looked cute.

“You are absolutely adorable- Holy fucking shit. Why don’t I ever get to see you like this? I need to tickle you more often if it means I get to see this, man!” Tomny rambled, giving Wilbur a few pokes to his stomach which earned high pitched giggles and a muffled “nohoho!” as they covered their mouth with their hand.

Despite his protests Wilbur couldn’t say he hated this. Infact, he loved it. He’d never say that outloud, though. He has a reputation to hold!

“TohOHOHOMMY! NOHOHOT THIHIHIS! FUHUCK!” Wilbur shrieked, squirming and kicking and shaking his head wildly as if trying to distract themself of the sensations. His glasses fell off his face, and Tommy stopped for a second to move them to the side so that they wouldn’t break.

[bunni-bino]

How The Haikyuu!! Captains React To You Sitting In Their Lap During A Bumpy Ride

A/N : inspired by a knb hc I read that I forgot to save to mention ;-; sorry !

notes : suggestive themes ! aged up because I don’t want people to be talking shit. Also just crack.

Summary : on the way home after a long day of matches, training or just hanging out, there happens to be one less seat than before somehow. Someone suggests for you to sit on [ Character’s ] lap for the time-being. How do they react?

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Sawamura Daichi

a real gentleman

literally no funny business with him

Noya + Tanaka crying and sulking nearby and Sugawara scolding them for it.

Daichi’s large hands are placed on your hips as he secures you in between his tHiGHs-

he’s leaned back and making sure you are comfortable and have space

Unintentionally speaks deeply into your ear occasionally.

“Hey, you doing okay so far?”

“Sorry about this.. must be uncomfortable.”

mmh, bumpy rides-

His arms wrap around your waist tightly to make sure you don’t fall over.

Pulls you to his chest and gives a sheepish smile and hearty laugh.

“Close one, huh?”

is making light jokes with Sugawara to help ease the awkwardness if there is any.

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Oikawa Tooru

definitely no funny business, not on Iwa’s watch.

“Oi, you better behave yourself shitty-kawa.”

“You think too low of me, iwa-chan! You’re just jealous you don’t have a pretty lady/handsome guy in your lap—“

Oikawa actually is also respectful, hands on your sides, only to secure you so you don’t fall.

Makki + Mattsun teasing him about this

He’ll be making jokes and teases towards his friends and teammates, whilst messing with you a bit by roaming his hands around your sides playfully, tickling you every once in a while.

It’s only when most of them are sleeping, if not all, that he really settles down and speaks gently into your ear.

“Hey, are you really comfortable? I can squeeze off to the side if you want to sit on the actual seat.”

“don’t hesitate to let me know if it’s uncomfortable!”

If it’s a bumpy ride, Oikawa takes the opportunity to pull you close and rest his head on your shoulder, smiling to himself.

“Stay close, wouldn’t want you to get hurt after all~”

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Kuroo Tetsurou

a tiny tease, would be a bigger one if it weren’t for Yaku or Kenma :p

Major jealousy from taketora, who cries during the ride

“I am a gentleman, and I take offense if you think the opposite—“

Some of them did offer their seats but Kuroo was adamant on letting you sit on him

Secret discreet thigh squeezes and when you shift, he chuckles.

“What’s wrong? Is it not comfortable for you, kitten?”

Bumpy rides are inevitable but don’t worry, Kuroo is holding onto you tightly :3 arms around your waist and pulling your back to his chest.

“Dont mind me, I’m just making sure you don’t get hurt.”

Completely acts clueless on what he’s doing to you though, just making conversation with kenma beside him.

I pray for you.

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Bokuto Kotaro

some of the managers weren’t too okay with it but they trusted bokuto, what could go wrong?

everything.

First of all, when you first sit on him, Bokuto is squeezing you tight without realizing, and it doesn’t take long before akaashi warns the owl of your lack of breathing before he lets go.

And then next, Bokuto doesn’t even hold onto you anymore and so you fall over when the bus comes to an abrupt stop.

Apologies over and over with teary, guilty eyes until you reassure him for the 100th time.

Then he holds onto you securely, pulling you close and secure onto his lap. The others are keeping an eye on you to make sure you’re alright and asking if you two are really okay.

“We’re all good here, right, [Name]?”

As for the bumpiness for the ride, Bokuto tries to joke around but is still keeping check that you’re staying put.

It’s a little uncomfortable and it’s making you flush, but thankfully, the team members are keeping you occupied and distracted by making lighthearted jokes and conversation.

“See, Akaashi? I can hold [Name], they aren’t going anywhere!”

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Ushijima Wakatoshi

literal gentleman

Tendou is being childish and singing and teasing ushijima, much to his and semi’s annoyance

“What do you mean, “try something funny”? I’m not doing anything to make anyone laugh.”

His large hands are at his sides but his legs are spread wide enough for you to be comfortable and stay secured between his thighs so you don’t fall.

He’s respectful and gives occasional checkups, often shifting back or to the side to give you more space, despite you assuring him that it’s okay.

“Don’t be afraid to tell me something is wrong. I could have jogged the way back if you’d like.”

However, when there are bumpy rides, you can see ushijima clenching his fists just slightly when you get back into place in his lap after stumbling off.

And this time, he keeps his hands on your shoulders to keep you still, not wanting to touch your waist and have you mistaking him for doing something sinful.

“Just sit still, the bus ride is almost over anyways.”

obviously he just didn’t want you shifting anymore, ahem-

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Terushima Yuji

lots of funny business.

will not keep his hands to himself.

Hands will be on your thighs, squeezing and teasing you the whole ride

His friends and teammates will either be groaning, annoyed or acting disgusted or teasing with terushima about you.

no personal space at all, he is all up around you and you are tight in his hold

lots of shifting under you but nothing will happen, Hana makes sure of that :>

“How ya feelin’ cutie? Want me to move around a bit so you can get comfortable?”

The bumpy rides don’t make it any better as Terushima merely laughs it off and holding your waist.

“We should sit like this next time, and you know what? Maybe come over and stay the night at my place and—“

Hana quickly shut him up.

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Kita Shinsuke

please shut up atsumu.

kita doesn’t mind it really, he just kind of wants some peace but the Miya twins really like to pick fights whenever. Suna taking a picture of the two of you discreetly isn’t helping either.

His gentle smile is seen when he talks with you though, because he’s just trying to make sure you’re okay.

“Hey, is everything alright? Let me know if it gets uncomfortable, okay?”

His hands are on your hips, assuring your security on him during the ride and he does apologize in advance for it.

When things get bumpy, he is quick to make sure you don’t fall, making sure you are still alright despite atsumu’s teasing words.

“Stay close. It should be okay for now, so rest. I’ll wake you when we get there.”

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A/N : I originally planned on doing scenarios but that was already seemingly way difficult so.. yeah, I did headcannons instead.

AND SORRY KITA IS SO SHORT I DIDNT WATCH THE NEW SEASON I DONT KNWO MUCU ABOUT HIM BUT I STILL WANTES TO WRITE HIM YK??

repetitive and rushed :’) in drafts FOREVER.

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Can you do a Karl x fem!reader where Karl keeps giving her gifts(flowers, armor etc) and reader is just really oblivious? Ty

I thought I was being obvious

THANKS FOR THE REQUEST! I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. I made it romantic if you didn't mind.

C!Karl Jacobs x fem!reader

⚠︎ fluff, mentions of weapons, im switching between 3rd person and 1st person but its all the same person (the reader)

It simply started with a chest full of flowers at her door step. When she opened the small chest every flower that she could imagine was inside, it was like someone picked every single one of those flowers from a huge field.

She had to try and bring those flowers back into the house so she decided in a moment of bliss to pick up the flowers from the box, instead of lifting the chest all together. Her arms were engulfed with tons of flowers tickling her nose while unkown to her a note was left on the grass beside the chest that held the flowers she is currently taking inside her house.

Dear my love,

I hope you enjoyed the flowers and I hope that you will accept this as an offer as a date, for us to be together for a small amount of time so that I can confess my feelings for you, but for now I hope that you can notice my advances. I would love to go on a date with you soon!

Love, Karl ♡︎

1st person

The next day was like no other day with you going out to either mine, or help and hang out with friends close by. She had ran into Tommy earlier and walked around with him while letting him talk and yell her ears off until they both ended up separating both having other people to attend to. Tommy went with Ranboo, which was unusual, while she went to Karl who was wandering around his house.

"Karl!" You said while waving the man in the colorblock hoodie.

"Oh hey y/n! Whats up?" Karl waved as you made your way back over to Karl where he was standing in the grass.

"I just had a walk with Tommy until he went with Ranboo for some reason, but I wanted to talk to you-"

"Really?!" Karl's eyes widened until he regained his composure.

"Yeah I wanted to check up on you! Like we always do." Your voice was weary not knowing what Karl's intentions were at this moment.

He looked disappointed in some way and you didnt know why. It was sad and confusing not to know why he was feeling this way and the only thing you could do was ask.

"Karl are you okay? What's wrong you know you can talk to me about anything!" You put your hand on his shoulder in a reassuring way.

His gaze was focused on the ground until he turned his head toward the hand the was laying on his shoulder.

"Im fine! Im all good its okay." Karl sent a smile towards your way trying to keep up his spirits up.

"Alright. I'll believe you. So what do you want to do?" You asked still weary if the situation.

"There's this field of flowers we could hang out in."

The next time it was a sword sheath with an enchanted netherite sword that glowed in the darkness that she revealed it it. Her mouth dropped while she put the sharp sword back into its sheath to protect her from getting cut.

She couldn't believe who would send this to her, but the gifts kept coming and she was no where close to knowing who it would be. There was a small note attached to the end of the sheath and she had picked it up and read the note that hung on a small string.

Dear Y/N,

I had made this from the leftover netherite in storage, I enchanted it and named it Toska, I love the meaning of that word and I hope one day I can tell the meaning to you. Thank you for always putting me friat in your mine and I hope you see me doing the same.

Love, Karl ♡︎

She finally she knew who was kind enough to send these gifts to her. She had placed the sword somewhere safe, so she could use it for combat, or even just keep the sword as a memorabilia from a friend. The sad thing was that she couldn't tell Karl's romantic advancments to her.

The next time this happened Karl had sent her an enchanted bow and arrow and netherite boots. She couldn't belive he remember that her original netherite boots broke. He had sent another note that went the same as the others, sending his love without blatantly saying that he loves her. He wanted to wait till they were face to face to say it, but at this point he thinks that they will stay just friends.

He could tell because if the gestures he would see from her, there was no revelation that he loved her for a while. She somehow didn't notice his advances and that made him want to give more until she finally noticed.

1st person

"Karl! Thanks for the sword It's beautiful." You said as you saw Karl walking on the Prime Path doing who knows what.

"Oh of course! Did you see the note with it?" He asked you with hopeful eyes.

"I did! It was really sweet. What does Toska mean?"

"Oh yeah! It means a longing for a specific something, somone." Karl said.

"That's adorable!" You said while Karl waited for something else.

"That's it?" Karl asked kind of annoyed.

Your eyes frurrowed, "What do you mean?"

Karl shifted while the two of you still stood in the middle of the Prime Path, his gaze was glued to the ground.

"Karl please tell me what's going on! You've been acting like this everytime we are standing together. Please this is bothering me!" You pleaded for your friend to talk to you.

He looked up with another one of his smiles, again, he looked disappointed behind those gleaming eyes.

"I thought I was being obvious, but its okay! Lets do something, let's go see what Big Q is doing." Karl rushed through his words as he grabbed your hand leading you through the prime path, trying to get his mind off of anything, but how good the feeling of your hand felt in his.

The next couple days you woke up to multiple peices if jewelry each day with small notes.

The first day after the bow and arrow was a necklace with a blue diamond with a note.

I LOVE YOU

-KJ

The day after that was a gold bracelet that you had feel in love with and ended up wearing everyday with another note attached.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

-KJ

You hadn't seem Karl after that one day when he dragged you around the whole smp kingdom, and you were getting worried with all the gifts that he was working for. The fact that he spends time to find diamonds, enchant netherite, and find jewelry makes you worry for his sanity. Him spending this much time on you when you want it to be equal playing fields. You didn't want to feel like a queen, you just wanted to be loved.

You drew the line when in another chest there was a totem of undying.

Y/N I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I WANTED TO SAY THIS TO YOUR FACE, BUT IT SEEMS LIKE ITS NOT CLICKING SOMEHOW. I REALLY WANT TO BE WITH YOU AND I DONT KNOW HOW ELSE TO SAY THIS. I will love you till your last breath, if you happen to use the totem of undying, well it speaks for itself.

-KJ

You had rushed over to Karl's house where he was sat on his stairs looking out into the distance and the sky. He looked ao pretty with the wind in his hair and his colorful hoodie he was wearing.

You had stomped over to him with the totem of undying glowing in your hand.

"KARL!" You had raised the totem in his face and he was taken aback because you had raised a glowing piece of gold too close to his face.

You continued your rant, "Karl I like gifts, but this is drawing the line! A totem of undying?! This is way too much. You could've told me you loved me straight up front without the gifts! I would've accepted, whatever you were going to do! I love you too and you know that! I love you as a friend and as lover, I would love to be your girlfriend." You calmed down as Karl's eyes progressively started to return to their normal size instead of widened.

Karl started to chuckle with a small smile on his face.

"I thought I was being obvious!" Karl laughed and you lightly chuckled as well.

You brought him onto his feet and brung him into a hug in which he reciprocated. You both stayed there for a while until he pulled back and gave you a small, shy peck on your lips juts testing the waters. You had done the same giving him a small peck in return, both of you widely smiling at eachother.

"Y/N will you be my girlfriend?" Karl asked.

"Yes I will, only if you take the totem back."

"Deal!"

Authors Note//

After imagine thoughts: this was shorter than I thought- also have yall noticed I love Karl's eyes. Hope you liked it! 💜

Btw I didn't proofread, i usually dont, cause I wrote this during school hours..

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Omg part 2 for yan light please? Your writing is so on charater for him and yan L was also really good as well

Yandere Light Yagami Pt 2:

Pt 1 can be found here!

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Yandere Light Yagami:

You didn't know you could be this compliant. You didn't. But Light did.

As you both layed in bed, naked, Light holding you to his chest, rubbing soothing circles on your belly, you both had different train of thoughts that were ultimately going to reach the same station. You were thinking about how you had become so... docile? Had you been in confinement for too long? Was Stockholm syndrome kicking in? Was it because of the guilt of not being able to stop him? Or was it because Light killed everyone you cared about?

You had tried to play his psychological games. But you lost. You had managed to get a hold of the Deathnote, and you were going to write his name in but he caught you and broke your fingers. You then tried to play along; you came up with a good system for who to kill. You would do extensive research on each person, serving both purposes: to see if the person truly deserved death and to slow Light down. But you later found out that your efforts didn't matter. He was killing people on a whim and he was having someone else do it for him. Misa Amane. She was quite famous. And pretty too. You didn't know why Light would use you for intimacy, both in and out of bed, when he already had a willing participant.

For every mistake you made, no matter how little, Light would punish you by killing people you were even remotely associated with. Your family, friends, everyone was dead. And judging by the content look on his face, L was going to die soon too. Hopelessness. Maybe that's why you have become like this.

"I love you." Light said, pressing a kiss to your temple as he snuggled you more. "You're so beautiful like this." You really were, in his eyes. Now that you don't fight him anymore, now that you understood that you belong to him, you're beautiful. Light liked you being so... submissive. But more than that, he loved the look of complete defeat in your eyes, the realisation that you only have him in this world now. No ones going to come for you. No one could; only he and Misa knew about you.

"What's next?"you managed to ask him. Whats next on his list of impending doom? He hummed, before replying, "Well, soon all obstacles in my way are going to be removed. Once that happens, I'll become the ruler of the world. And then, I'll get rid of all the filth in this world." You closed your eyes, asking "how? Do you have a new system of justice in mind?" Light gripped your chin, turning your head towards him. "I am the system, (Y/n). I am justice." You saw that crazy look in his eyes. You sighed, turning away from him, but Light suddenly flipped you over, straddling your waist as he leaned down. His hair tickling your face as he looked at you with possessiveness. "Dont look so gloomy, darling. I know you feel lonely when I'm not here, but soon you'll have a baby to keep you company." He said before kissing you passionately, biting your lips hard before getting off of you. "For now, Misa will keep you entertained." He chuckled before putting the cuff back on your ankle, and left the room.

Misa. When you first met her, you knew she didn't like you. She thought that you were trying to steal Light from him, that you were actually in love with him. She tried to attack you at first, but Light had pulled her out of the room and told her that he actually loved her and that you were just a part of the plan, a temporary plaything. And so Misa put up with you. Light would usually put her in charge of you; he had caught you trying to stab yourself with a nail filer after he had slept with you the first time. And now that you were carrying his child, he had to make sure you wouldn't do anything like that again.

Misa came in a few hours later, locking the door behind her like usual. "Hey, (Y/n)!"she chirped, as she skipped towards you. "I brought some stuff for you!"she told you as she dangled big shopping bag. "Hi, Misa. Whats in that?"you asked her, your voice monotonous. She put the bag down and started to uncuff your ankle. "You'll see! But first, let's take a bath." She helped you clean up yourself and the room. Once she was done, she sat you down on the bed and gave you the bag. You opened the bag to find clothes in it. Maternity clothes. You had barely started to show. You were a bit glad that you hadn’t started showing, because anything associated with the baby would make you remember the events that caused it. When you first realised that you were pregnant, you tried everything you could to get rid of it. You didn't want to give him another thing to hold over your head. But once Light found out, he became even worse somehow. He was glad he was having a child; and now he had to do everything to make the world fit for his offspring. He started handing out harsher deaths, killing off people who rubbed him off the wrong way. To you, he stopped being physically violent. But he did become more possessive of you. He wanted to know what you were doing, why you were doing it. He wanted to know if you had fallen in love with him; if you had finally decided to become his lapdog.

When Misa came to know about your pregnancy, she was angry. Not at Light, but at you. But Light manipulated her again. He told her that he didn't want her to have a kid because her body would get messed up. And he needed her as his right hand, and being pregnant would get in the way of that. Once the baby was here, they would raise it together, as if you were a surrogate. Misa bought it.

You knew Misa wasn't stupid. She was actually quite intelligent. You actually enjoyed her company. After Light would do his number on you, it would be Misa who would come to pick up the pieces. She would be the one to wipe your tears away and bandage you up.

You had tried to convince her to let you go, tried to even fight her. But she was too observant. She predicted your moves. She always knew when you were planning something. She saw right through you.

You thanked Misa for the maternity clothes. She had ordered you guys some food, your favourite. As you began eating, Misa looked at your belly, with adoration and envy? "Penny for your thoughts?"your voice brought her of her trance. "Oh! It's nothing. Just thinking about how much Light would love the baby. I cant wait for it to come!" She smiled. You looked at her, shaking your head. "He won't." "What?" "He won't love the baby, Misa. He isn't capable of that."you told her. She smiled, "You're wrong. He does love. He loves me! He loves you too, I know. But he loves me more! And he'll love the baby as well!"

You finished up your food, "Light doesn't love us Misa. Not you, me or this baby. If he did, why would he beat you? I've seen the bruises on your arms, don't try denying. You know that he's just using you to achieve his goals. And I'm just a rag doll for him. You deserve better than him. You don’t deserve the resentment Light gives you when all you do is love him. Once he's tired of us, he'll get rid of us too. He’s hurt both of us. He's hurting both of us." You held her hand, looking her dead in the eyes. "And love isn't supposed to hurt Misa." She looked at you with an indescribable emotion in her eyes, whatever fantasy of Light she had, was cracking. "Whatever. Its not like I've got through to you before anyways-" you were cut off by Misa, her soft lips crashing with yours.

You tried to push her off, but she wouldn't budge. You heard the door open and suddenly she was ripped off of you. It was Light. He dragged Misa to the corner of the room and started thrashing her. "WHAT THE FUCK MISA?! I TOLD YOU TO LOOK AFTER HER! NOT FUCK HER!" Misa starts stammering, "Light, baby. Its not what you think-" She was cut off by Light slapping her. "Oh its not?! You were fucking sticking your tongue down her throat!" "No, it was just an accide-" He slapped her again, causing her to cry. "SHUT UP! I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU! SHE'S MINE! MINE!" Light started choking her, not realising in his screaming fit that he'd left the door wide open for you.

This was it. The perfect distraction. Your moment to escape has finally come. But you couldn't move. Not when your eyes were fixed on Misa.

You were almost a carbon copy of Light when it came to intelligence. But you still weren't able to escape him all these months. Because Light was able to control you because of a single flaw of yours. You cared. You cared about people you didn't even know, but you still cared.

If I leave now, she will die. And with that thought, you lunged towards Light, pulling at his arms trying to get him off. "Light! Stop it! Its not her fault!" Suddenly, you were pushed to the ground. Light started punching you. "Oh I know its not her fault! ITS YOURS! YOU DECIDED TO WHORE YOURSELF TO HER SO YOU COULD GET OUT OF HERE, RIGHT?! DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT. YOU. BELONG. TO. ME!?!"He yelled between punches.

Misa looked at you from behind Light's shoulder. She quickly got up and tried to stop him. Pulling at his arm, she yelled again "Light! Stop! You'll kill her and the baby!" But he didn't stop, only replying "She's gone through worse! And if the baby's that weak, then it doesn't deserve to survive!" And just like that, Misa realised you were right. Whatever dream she had of Light and her was gone. She slowly backed away from Light.

Light was still punching you, even though you had lost consciousness long ago. Suddenly, Light started choking up. He got off you, not understanding what was happening to him. He turned to look for Misa, asking her to help him. But as she stood there, with the Deathnote in her hands, he realised what had happened. Misa had written his name. "M-Misa!?" She just stood there, her eyes glazed. Or had she finally woken up? "Love isn't supposed to hurt, Light And you've hurt us. A lot. Now perish."

Once Light had stopped breathing, she rushed towards you. She checked for your pulse. You were still alive. Misa pressed a soft kiss to your lips. "It'll be okay, (Y/n). We'll be okay. I'll fix everything."

You all got part 2, I got the ending I wanted. Everybody wins.

Now if someone here knows how to study biochem or do witchcraft, hmu cause I dont wanna fail exams. Speaking of which, Ill be less active here, so if you do send in requests, keep them short. Or better yet, send in questions. I’ll be happy to answer them. :)