#i have tried to be nice now im just gonna be mean about it because you guys clearly are all new here and need a class in how to tag stuff

[oliver-nova]

COD TAGS, THIS IS NOT AO3. YOU DO NOT NEED 100 TAGS ON EVERYTHING. YOU WILL NOT GET MORE EXPOSURE THIS WAY. YOU WILL ONLY GET MORE PEOPLE BLOCKING YOU SO YOUR STUFF DOESNT SHOW IN THE TAGS FOR THEM.

TUMBLR POSTS ONLY SHOW UP IN THE FIRST 5 TAGS AS TRACKED TAGS. STOP TAGGING PEOPLE WHO ARENT IN YOUR FICS/HCS.

STOP DOING THIS THING WHERE EVERY SINGLE COD RELATED TAG GETS TAGS FOR A GHOST/OC FIC. THAT IS ANNOYING.  NOBODY WANTS TO SEE PRICE STUFF IN GAZ’S TAGS STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP.

THIS ISNT TIKTOK WHERE YOU NEED 200 TAGS FOR STUFF. STOP STOP STOP STOPPPPPPPPPPPP

[tokyoteddywolf]

It sucks so much once you realize how entwined someone is in your life, then it just sucks more when you have to scrub away the traces it existed. That it was there, and it was good, until it wasn't anymore.

(Ignore my angry venting it's 3am I'm cranky and want chocolate.)

[chososdiscordkitten]

Sub!Choso♡

MDNI

pairing: Choso x gn!Reader Content: no use of y/n or pronouns, beginning is some reassurance to Choso, no intercourse, sub!Choso, softdom!reader, light teasing, guided masturbation, overstimulation, praising, use of sweet boy, good boy, and hon, reach around hand job in the mirror, multiple orgasms; all just Choso..... Word count: 3.7k (a.n) ...... is this a safe place to post this? I started writing this thinking it was gonna be short- I was wrong. I got a lil carried away. Wrote this while listening to 'Take Me to Church- Hozier'

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Dating Choso came easy. He was nice, he was strong, caring. You always saw the tough side of him. He never had anything to complain about when it came to your relationship.

Always ready to hear your opinions and thoughts. And when you'd ask him what he think when it came to certain things he'd always reply with, “If it makes you happy, I'm happy.” never wanting to say something that might hurt you.

Always so eager to shut down your harsh words towards yourself whenever a certain shirt didn't fit the way you wanted to. And you’d compliment him, saying things like how handsome he was, how good he looked, or when he'd help you carry the cases of water, never hesitating to kiss his bicep and tell him how strong he was.

And everytime he would return a shy, “Thank you.” turning away from you, knowing how red his cheeks got anytime you'd praise him. So when he asked you;

“Do you like me?” One tired night after coming home from work, it took you by surprise. 

“What do you mean?” You asked, looking at him through the mirror in the corner of your shared bedroom.

“Do you like me? Like that?” he asked, hands between his knees. His eyes on your face in the shape of saucers, sitting on the corner of the bed.

“Of course I do.” you replied, not fully understanding why he was asking that. “Have I not shown you that I do?” You asked, concerned that maybe you had failed him in that aspect.

Turning around to look at him, seeing him look down. “No- I just.” he puffed, trying to find the words to tell you how he feels. “I don't see why you'd want to be with me.” He let out, almost a whisper.

“Choso.” You sighed, seeing him tilt his head slightly up. Taking a step closer to him, reaching for the sides of his face.

“If im with you- it's because you are you.” You smiled, your thumbs caressing his cheeks.

He looked up to your gaze, “But-” he started, “No buts. What are you doubting?” You asked, soft tone in your voice as he closed his eyes.

“I just don't see why you'd want to be with me- I can't talk about my feelings- I cry too much.” He started, seeing tears form in his waterline. His hands hugged around your waist as he tried not to cry.

“I see the way people look at you- and it makes me feel like maybe I'm not enough.” He whispered, hot tears staining the shirt you were wearing as he pressed the side of his face to your sternum. Your hands caressing the sides of his face as he lets out quite whimpers into your shirt. 

Pulling him from you, looking down at his flustered face and wet cheeks. “You're more than enough Choso.” You wiped tears from his cheek, “I know feelings are so hard to talk about, and your crying just shows me just how sensitive you are.” You assured, seeing him not find any reassurance in your words.

“But-” He started again. Nodding your head no as he stopped speaking.

“What do I have to do to get you to see what I see?” You asked, smiling as you leaned down to kiss his forehead. His hand holding your wrist, pulling away and placing a gentle kiss to his lips. Half lidded eyes locked on his as he parted his lips, almost as though he was trying to think on what would assure him.

Pressing another kiss to his lips before letting out a ‘Hmm?’ seeing him gulp his embarrassment. “What do you like…about me?” he asked, his ears now warm against your fingers.

Choso was never the type to fish for compliments, he never asked you to praise him whenever he did something for you.

But he wanted to hear it, he just never had the guts to ask. 

The corner of your mouth curling into a smile at his brazen question, “I love your eyebrows.” You smiled, placing a gentle kiss to one of his eyebrows, “I love your eyes-” his eyes fluttering shut, pressing a kiss to one of them.

“And your nose.” You hummed, pressing a delicate kiss to the center of the black stripe that adorned his face. “Your cheeks-” He closed his eyes as he felt you pepper his face with gentle kisses.

The pink on his cheeks turned redder as he felt you kiss the shell of his ear, “And your earrings.” you smiled, his hands on your hips.

Feeling you straddle his thighs, lowering your lips to his jaw. “And your jawline.” you smiled, feeling him shift under you.

Trailing kisses on the edge of his jaw. Placing a kiss to his chin, “And your lips.” You whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his plush lips.

Your hands on the sides of his face, looking deep into his eyes. “I love every part of you.” You smiled, feeling his hands roam up your back. Pulling you close to hug him, your chin on his shoulder as he held you tightly.

“I love when you make me laugh-” you whispered, “How caring you are-” his grip on your back pressing firmer.

“When you do things for me without me asking you to.” You continued, you hand rubbing circles on his back.

The other trailing to his bicep, “And how strong you are.” You smiled, feeling goosebumps form as you trailed the tips of your fingers on his thick bicep. Tracing your hand down his arm, moving it so you could intertwine your fingers with his.

Pulling away from his hug and looking into his eyes. “And your big hands.” You hummed, feeling his thick fingers against your smaller ones. The tears in his eyes now gone as his bottom lip trembled.

Closing the few centimeters that separated your lips, Choso hesitatingly deepening the kiss. Feeling his lips suck on your bottom one. The hand on your back is going to hold the side of your face. Pulling away from you with nothing but hearts in his eyes.

“I love you so much Choso.” You whispered, seeing him hold back a smile- almost too shy to smile. 

Eyebrows furrowing together when you felt something poke your thigh. His face of embarrassment showed you what he felt, not even looking down to see what poked you.

“I’m sorry-” He started, apologizing before you even said anything. “I just- felt so happy hearing your words-” he babbled, wanting so badly to tease him. But you knew now wasn't the time for that.

Taking one of your hands and brushing the hair from his face. “Don't be sorry-” you hummed, looking into his face that was full of shame. Smiling as he tried to avoid your gaze.

“No- I am. You're just trying to be nice and I ruined it-” he mumbled, looking down. Trying to look away from the embarrassment. Seeing an opportunity to show him just how much you liked him. Mumbling a quiet;

“It’s okay.” before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips and taking your hand and trailing it to his clothed chest. Then down his torso as his breath hitched.

Your hand resting to the side of his hip, knowing he didn't wear any underwear whenever he'd be in his pajamas. Your hand cuffing around his clothed cock, earning a soft gasp from his lips.

Dragging your hand to where you knew his tip was, your fingertips grazing it delicately as he closed his eyes. Trying his best not to whine at the feeling. Smiling when you saw him try his hardest not to get too loud from such simple touches.

His cheeks flushed and such whiny sounds falling from his lips made something deep inside of you itch. Taking the hand that was on his cheek, placing the tips of your fingers to his lips.

Choso’s eyes opened to look at you, such deep devotion in his gaze when he looked at you. Kissing at the tips of your fingers before widening his mouth to welcome them. 

The hand on his clothed cock felt a small wet spot at the tip. Making you smile as he sucked at your fingers, hoping they'd be enough to quiet his moans. They weren't, his groans vibrated against your fingers causing a chill to run down your spine.

The mere sight of him making your own arousal pool in your stomach. Feeling his hips buck beneath you, you smiled. A certain image you've had in mind popping into your head when you saw the face he made before he was going to cum.

Stopping your movements as he looked into your eyes, almost asking you why you’d deny him this. Pulling your now wet fingers from his lips, seeing his face of confusion.

You raised yourself from his thighs, his face full of betrayal as you looked behind you. Pulling the small ottoman in the bedroom in front of him. Sitting down and looking at him, eye to eye but much further away than he wanted.

Smile on your lips as you saw his face churn with shyness. Feeling your gaze on the obvious wet spot on his gray sweats. Thinking he had never felt this hard in his life. “If I wasn't here; show me how you’d take care of it.” You hummed, seeing him look at you. Eyebrows furrowed showing you how unsure he was.

“Take care of…it?” he whispered, his hands going to cover the obvious wet bulge in his sweats. Your eyes looked down to his hands, you mumbled a small ‘Mhm’ as his lips cracked open to say something but not finding the words.

His eyes widening at the realization of what you were asking of him. Goosebumps forming on his back. Seeing you rest your elbow on your knee, propping your head in your hand while you waited. He stood up, taking his shirt off quickly- not wanting it to get ruined. His chest almost heaving from how flustered he felt.

Tossing it to the side and sliding his sweats down to his knees, his eyes avoiding your gaze as his throbbing cock flung out of his soiled sweats. Seeing a smile form on your lips when he sat back down on the edge of the bed. His eyebrows pinched together when he saw how lovingly you watched him.

“So pretty Cho.” You hummed, making his heart clench. Looking down to his leaking cock, and back to you. “Go on.” You smiled, the look on your face as though what you were asking of him was some innocent act.

Gulping as he took his hand, grasping the middle of his pale shaft. Inhaling sharply as he slid it up to his tip slowly. Choso had done this many times, never feeling shame or embarrassment for doing what seemed to be something normal.

But not once did he ever do it infront of you, the feeling of being so exposed while you watched him. Fully dressed and praising him. You've said it to him before, but you always liked the way his face churned when you'd tell him, “So big.” you'd purr, his eyes squinting shut at hearing your words.

His hand took a snail pace, stroking up and down slowly as he looked to his cock and back to you to see if you saw what you were hoping for. His sweats falling from his knees down to his ankles as he let out soft whines. His thumb caught the very tip of his cock as he looked to your approving gaze.

“Does it feel good?” you hummed, hearing him let out a choked moan, he let out a soft ‘Mhm’ as he stroked himself. “Use your words.” You demanded, his face showing you how reactive he was to your tone.

“It-” He whined, trying to get the words out. “It does-” he managed, eyes flickering back to you.

“Always so cute when you're like this Cho.” You smiled, seeing his hand speed up the tiniest bit at your words, seeing his free hand hold onto the edge of the bed while trying not to cum too soon.

“Are you gonna cum?” Your tone came out more teasingly than you meant for it to, seeing him nod his head no, going back to the slow pace he kept before.

“It's okay. You can cum.” you hummed, seeing him look to you with pained eyes as his hand sped up. All but asking for your permission. Gasping at the feeling of his fist brushing against his crying tip.

Chin in your hand watching his fist come down his shaft, making him throw his head back and let out a groan. Stroking his cock through his orgasm, only making himself more messy. Whining as he came down from his orgasm, looking back to you to see if you found what you were looking for. 

“Again.” You smiled, loving look on your face when you looked at his fucked out one. Wincing when he heard your words, almost like you didn't have any issues about demanding another one.

His hard cock twitched as his hand connected again, stroking slowly at his shaft, making sure to not touch his tip too much. Knowing how sensitive it still was, soft whines left his lips once more as he saw you furrow your eyebrows at his movements.

“If you're not gonna do it right, don't do it at all. Choso.” tone now deprived of all sweetness. Now sounding more upset.

“M’sorry-” he whined, stroking past his tip. Bucking his hips into his hand, choked whines falling from him. Soft sighs from him when he saw your eyebrows unfurrow.

Looking at him again with a smile. “There you go,” You cooed, “Good boy.” you continued, earning small whines from him at your words. Looking at you with a shamed face before asking;

“Can I-” Seeing you lift your head from your hands and rest your palms above your thighs.

“Can you what?” you teased, seeing his hand move sloppily as he heard your tone. He moaned, babbles of ‘pleasepleaseplease’ as his hand tried to keep the pace he set for himself.

“Please what Choso?” you hummed, seeing him almost cum without permission.

“Can I cum- please.” He managed through various whines, blushing so intensely that it roamed down his neck, onto his chest.

“Go ahead, hon.” You smiled, seeing his face churn as he chased the fleeting orgasm at his own hand. Unable to keep his fist tight enough to make him cum from how fucked out he already was. Barely managing to come once his eyes met your gaze.

Standing up from the ottoman as he came down from his second orgasm. Pressing a delicate kiss onto his forehead as he stroked himself slowly.

“You're so pretty like this Cho.” You cooed, holding his head in your hands as he looked up at you through his eyelashes. Seeing his eyebrows pinch together at your praises. Placing a kiss to his lips, eyes half lidded before pulling away.

“You did so good.” Pushing away the strands of hair that stuck to his forehead. Opening his mouth to speak- hesitating as he looked into your eyes.

“Touch me. Please.” He whined, feeling your hands on the sides of his face and his cock hardening once more. Pulling away from him before slipping off your shirt- knowing just how messy he gets. Kneeling before him, hands on his bare thighs as he squirmed at the feeling.

“I always liked how sensitive you were, Cho.” You started, taking the tip of your finger and tracing it on his darkening head. Seeing his thighs tremble against the feeling.

“How pretty you look when you ask me to help you.” You continued, slowly trailing the tip of your index finger down his shaft, hearing how he became breathless at the simple feeling. Taking your finger and gathering the mess he made at the base of his shaft, looking up to his eyes and licking it from your finger.

Smile on your face from the flavor hitting your tongue, seeing him try his hardest not to whine at your words. “And how sweet you've always been.” You smiled, leaning against his thigh. Seeing his mouth want to say something, lip quivering at trying to get the words out.

“Pl-” he started, a gasp leaving his lips when he felt the tip of your finger circle around the opening of his tip. Hearing you let out a teasing, ‘Hmm?’ As his hands gripped the edges of the bed. “Please-” He whined, seeing only the tip of your finger dance around his angry head.

“Please what?” You asked, seeing his tip let out a fat tear.

“Touch me-” He started, soft gasps leaving his lips at how sensitive his tip was.

“I am touching you, aren't i?” You smiled, hearing his groans become more and more frustrated. Looking up to see his face, a twinge of regret in your heart when you saw teary eyes looking back to you. 

“Okay, okay.” You smiled, raising yourself slightly so you'd be closer to his face, pressing a kiss to the corner of his opened mouth.

Looking into his eyes when you wrapped your hand around his base, gasping at the sudden feeling. Pressing a kiss onto his lips as he exhaled in relief, resting on the back of your calves as you slowly started stroking him.

Rolling the palm of your hand onto his tip as he squirmed beneath you, looking up to see his head thrown back, choked whines leaving his throat as you continued. Your free hand going to his balls, caressing them gently as he moaned more pleads.

Sadistic grin on your lips as you looked at the messy sight before you. “You gonna cum for me, Choso?” You smiled, seeing him flip his face back down to you.

Muttering a gasping ‘yes’ as your hand sped up. Seeing his cock leak out small pumps of milky white cum onto your hands. “You wanna make me happy?” you smiled sweetly, knowing that all you needed to do was ask him that one question and he'd be putty in your hands.

Nodding his head yes, not being able to speak from the whines leaving his mouth. You pulled away, making him let out a groan.

“You look so pretty- you have to see yourself.” You smiled, crawling onto the bed, hearing how hard he was breathing. Bare chest against his back as he whined. Feeling your hands snake beneath his arms, touching his ribs and grazing his chest.

“Look-” you whispered into his ear, being able to feel the shiver that ran down his spine. Seeing him lift his head to look into the mirror in front of him.

“Look how beautiful you look like this.” You whispered, lips brushing against his ear as your hand trailed down his torso. Fingers slowly tracing the ridges of his abs, hearing him exhale at your words. “You look even prettier when you cum.” you grinned against him, making him let out a soft whine at your dirty whispers.

“I'll show you-” you grinned, almost too eager as your hand trailed from his abdomen down his happy trail. Already feeling him writhe against your touch.

Seeing his gaze fall from his own body to your face peeking behind his shoulder. Feeling you slowly push the tip of his cock through your fist. Making him shift his hips, your other hand going to hold onto his thick bicep. Slowly stroking his cock as he felt another orgasm pool into his stomach.

“I’m gonna cum-” he whined, feeling that the sight of himself in the mirror and your sweet voice in his ear was too much.

“Already? I've barely touched you~” You teased, pressing your thumb onto the bottom of his tip. Sliding it up and down as you waited for him to answer, not stroking him just to see what he'd say.

“I’m sorry-” he whined, making you let out a small laugh.

“My sweet boy. Always so polite.” You smiled against his ear, making him buck his hips up your hand to get some stimulation. Seeing his eyes squeezed shut through the mirror, “Open your eyes.” You demanded, seeing him open them and look into the mirror.

“Look at your arms-” you started, slowly stroking his cock as he tried his hardest to not close his eyes. Feeling your hand caress his bicep, fingers pressing down at the small vein forming. Moving the hand on his bicep to his side, keeping the slow pace as you stroked his cock.

“And your chest-” you hummed, sliding your hands past his hardened nipple, making him gasp at the feeling. “Look how pretty your cock is.” you giggled, seeing his eyes trail down his own reflection- exhaling when he saw your hand stroking him.

The feeling of your other hand rolling the bud of his pink nipple between your fingers made him almost cum on the spot.

Seeing his face churn in the mirror you whispered, “Are you gonna cum again?~” as he muttered various ‘yesyesyes’ feeling your hand polish the tip of his cock.

“Look at yourself Choso-” you smiled, seeing his eyes scan his body with low gasps. Whining when he felt your hand speed up, making him cum once more. Barely being able to keep his eyes open as you brushed your thumb across the tip.

“Look how pretty you look~” you gasped, feeling his cum fall between your fingers that grasped against his cock. Choso’s eyes falling onto his own face as he came down from his orgasm. His breathing slowed as he felt himself give you the last of what he had.

His cock softened in your hand as you felt aftershocks flow through his body. Kissing his shoulder before letting his cock go. 

Almost feeling him fall back onto you, before you laid back into the bed. Feeling him flip over and resting his head onto your sternum. Holding himself close to your skin as you rubbed circles onto his bare back.

Tired eyes looking up at you, “Thank you.” he whispered before leaning up to give you a soft kiss to your lips. Placing one of your hands onto the side of his face, your fingers trailing above his pierced ears, feeling him hum against your chest.

Trailing the hand on his back up to his hair, combing it away from his face as you felt him slowly becoming heavier- showing he was falling asleep. “I love you.” You hummed, earning a small grunt from him as he tried to stay awake. 

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I wrote this cuz I personally find it to be one of the most attractive things I can think abt- and when looking for some like this abt Choso, I found very few which was UPSETTING!!!! its one of the few things that made me take 5 min breaks like every few sentences because i felt so flustered writing this. again I suck at writing aftercare. im SORRY. I needed to write something nasty- I felt like I was punishing myself or something. I needed to get this out of my head before I wrote pt 7 of obsessive!Choso!!! im getting to work dw

[hyukalyptus]

or else what? —hueningkai x fem!reader | enemies to enemies with benefits(?). NSFW/MDNI!

cw. mean dom!kai, reader and kai are mean to each other, feat. soob and yj and their partners for a very short amount of time (not in smut part tho), camping, reader is a type A boss bitch kinda person, mentions of rain, kissing, hair pulling, mean names (slut, stupid, dumb, loser), pet names (baby), sex, light restraining, ruined orgasms, biting, nipple play, some dacryphilia, maybe a lil bit of publicness? (theyre at a campsite but implied no one else can hear anything), creampie, reader is embarrassed that she did stuff w kai and tells him, reader has a dog, reader is good at video games, chubby!reader implied, lmk if i missed anything! notes. im usually not one for mean stuff, im way more of a softie, so i tried something new but im quite nervous about it. oh! and this is based off a thought i posted the other week. lmk what ya think ;) smut under cut. wc. 4.1K

“Why are you being nice to him?” You snap at your dog who is currently greeting your friends at your front door. Normally, you wouldn’t mind, of course, but they have taken a particular liking for Kai. Apparently, you’re the only person in the world that hates him. Kai that is. The constant laughing, the sickeningly sweet optimism, and his sheer humility—it all screams fake to you.

You hate every little thing about him and he hates you right back. The way you disagree with everything he says just because, how you’re always pointing out when he’s wrong, how you seem to be depressingly pessimistic. You put up with each other for the sake of your friends—not everyone in every friend group has to get along, right? 

“Nice to see you too.”

“Someone separate them please?” Soobin asks. “I can’t deal with another argument right now.” He rubs his temple out of caution.

Everyone’s over for a game night—Soobin, his partner, River, as well as Yeonjun, and your best friend, Sage, who has been in an on-again-off-again relationship with him since they met. Right now, they’re off, but definitely still friendly. 

“How about some Smash Bros?”

“No,” you say to Kai. “Mario Kart.” 

“River and I have been talking about playing Smash Bros all day.”

“Not my problem.”

“How about we take a vote?” He suggests. You reluctantly agree, watching as you’re the only one that raises your hand to play Mario Kart before you glare at Sage, guilting them into voting for it too. Regardless of their vote, though, it’s still four against two. Kai sticks out his tongue at you just to rub it in your face. God, you hate it when he wins. 

“Maybe you should stop pouting,” Sage says, nudging your shoulder. “Beat him in the next round. You know you’re better than anyone here.” You take the opportunity to easily—and quickly—beat Kai in a one-on-one match. Now it’s his turn to pout while he grabs a snack. 

Luckily, everyone makes it through the night without any blood or tears shed but when the group’s annual camping trip comes up, the cold weather mixed with the prolonged close proximity to people leads to a grumpy Kai arguing with an even grumpier you. 

The reason behind the initial argument is long forgotten—you’re seemingly arguing over anything and everything from you stopping too often to take pictures to him taking sips from your water bottle, which he insists was an accident. Everyone’s keeping you two as far apart from each other as possible, with him leading the pack and you bringing up the rear. 

“It looks like it’s gonna rain soon,” River points out. “We should probably set up camp.” Everyone agrees, setting sights for the campsite. 

“What do you think about this spot over here, Sage?” You ask but are immediately answered with the guiltiest look from them, eyes glancing between you and Yeonjun. “Don’t tell me.” You roll your eyes for what feels like the millionth time that day. “You’re back together?” You ask quietly.

“Please don’t be mad,” they say. “It’s going really well this time.” 

“I didn’t bring another tent.” 

“Kai’s tent is huge,” Sage says, loud enough for Kai to hear, as if they’re making a suggestion to him. “Can she stay with you?” 

“I thought Yeonjun was sleeping in my tent.” 

“I was gonna stay in Sage’s,” Yeonjun responds, with an attempted wink. Everyone looks between each other, dodging each other’s eyes, no one wanting to give in. Everyone’s desperate to stay with their partners but you and Kai are desperate to not spend a single second alone together. Soobin and River won’t budge. Sage’s pleading eyes looking at you added to the pleading eyes Yeonjun sends Kai, you look at each other before he finally agrees—

“Fine,” Kai says, dropping the poles to the ground. “You gotta finish setting it up though. I’m gonna go get some water and refill the cooler with ice,” he says, leaving you with an impossible task. There’s a reason you didn’t bring your own tent.

Struggling with the tent for at least thirty minutes, it’s even less put together than when Kai turned the task over to you. The two couples have snuggled into their tents for the night and the drizzle is quickly turning into a downpour. Soaked, cold, and annoyed, Kai’s making his way back to you, anger etched all over his face when he doesn’t have a dry tent to walk into. 

“Do you not know how to put a tent up?”

“No, actually I don’t.”

“I could’ve set up three tents by now,” he says, but doesn’t have time to be much madder—he’s gotta get a roof over his own head. Without speaking, he takes over completely, getting it up in about ten minutes. It would’ve been quicker if he didn’t have to work in the rain. 

Settling in, you try to dry the parts of the interior that got wet from the rain, but it doesn’t help much. He peels off his now-soaked shirt and searches for a dry one. 

“Ah, that was my last t-shirt.”

“I’m sorry. I tried—”

“I don’t care,” he stops you, holding his hand up.

Falling silent, you change the subject, “What took you so long anyway?”

“I was talking to someone at the ice machine for a while,” he says matter-of-factly, holding up his laptop. “Wanna watch a movie before bed?” 

“No.” You lay your head on the stupid camping pillow hoping for some rest. But your plan is disrupted by the blaring trumpets of a movie intro. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Watching a movie.” 

“Turn it off.” 

“I didn’t ask for permission to watch it,” he points out. “I asked if you wanted to join me.”

“Isn’t it gonna bother the other campers?”

“Doubt they can hear it.”

Frustrated, you roll over and cover your ears. You thought you could sleep through anything, especially with the rain pouring outside, but you were wrong. Eventually, you give up, throwing your pillow down and slamming his laptop shut.

“What are you doing? You asshole—” he snaps, glaring at you. 

“Me? You’re the ass for not letting me sleep,” you fire back, narrowing your eyes. 

“I wasn’t supposed to have you in here anyway,” he mutters. 

“I’m not an asshole,” you say defensively.

“Yes, you are,” he spits. “You always have to have it your way.”

“I’m not having this argument with you,” you say, turning away and trying to block out his escalating anger. You pull the thin camping blanket over your head, desperate for some peace.

He huffs, clearly frustrated, but you ignore it. The sound of rain tapping against the tent becomes your only solace. Minutes pass in silence, each second stretching longer than the last. You can feel his restless energy beside you, the tension almost palpable.

“I can't believe you. You're so annoying,” he says. 

You simply lay there, trying to block out the muttering under his breath. The stickiness of the damp sleeping bags and the cold camping pillow are ridiculously uncomfortable.

Remembering the clean, dry blankets you have stored in the trunk of your car for emergencies and you get up to grab them silently, ignoring his insults. Returning with them, his eyes light up and he asks, “Where did you get those?”

“My car,” you answer nonchalantly, setting up your new bed. You try to salvage what you can of the sleeping bag to have some kind of barrier between the damp tent floor and your blanket, but it’s not perfect. Eventually settling on the makeshift bed, you can feel Kai staring at you through your closed eyelids. “Can I help you?” You ask without opening them.

“Aren’t you gonna share those with me?”

“Why would I?”

“You’re the one that got our other blankets and the tent all wet.” 

“Not my fault you didn’t bring back-up.”

He exasperates, clearly done with you and all your…what does he call it? Selfish nonsense? “I can’t believe I have to share a tent with you. And you get it all wet in here and won’t even share the dry blankets with me?” 

“You think I'm happy about this either?" Your arms flail before you go on one of your famous rants. “I don’t even like camping but I come along with Sage because they’re my best friend and I was looking forward to spending time alone with them to talk but because they decided to start fucking Yeonjun again I have to sleep in a tent with you, which you make me put together even though I don’t know how to put it together so its disgusting in here and you expect me to share my blankets with you? You’re never nice to me why the fuck would I share them with you? You’re always making me look like a bitch in front of everyone when I know you’re just—”

Kai suddenly yanks you by your elbow and says, “Would you please just shut up?” 

Seeing him this mad…you don’t know if he’s ever looked like this. Red in the face, eyebrows furrowed, not to mention he’s still shirtless since all his clothes are soaked. You look over his body—you’ve never seen him before—and you realize just how muscular he is. Broad-shouldered, defined pecs and ripples in his arms, particularly the one gripping you so harshly. 

You smirk at him before saying, “Make me." Looking over your face, he doesn’t know what comes over him. Maybe it's anger or frustration or the ambiance from the sound of rain against the tent and the small camping lamp, but he can’t help it. 

Crashing his lips into yours, you’re taken by surprise. You feel the power his plush lips give off, but only for a second before you push him off. 

“What the hell are you doing?” 

“I don’t–I don’t know, I, uh…” He stutters, trying to find something—anything—to say, but no luck. Looking at each other, something clicks like we need to have each other now. 

You pull him to you by cupping his cheeks and crashing your lips into his quickly, eagerly, desperately. Hands in his hair, his on your hips, he squeezes your chubby thighs, wanting more, but—

“Woah, woah, woah, what’s happening? You and I are making out?” He asks, shock etched across his face as his eyebrows furrow. 

“Well, not anymore.” You look at him confused. “Did you forget you’re the one that kissed me first?”

“That was just so you’d shut up.”

“Don’t act like you don’t want me. I see you staring at my tits all the time.” You smirk at him and his eyes shift, admitting guilt. Realization hits you. “...Is that why you’re such an ass to me? Because you’re sexually frustrated whenever you’re around me? Do you…like me?”

“No,” he says defensively. “I hate you actually. You’re so annoying.” He rolls his eyes. “But the most annoying part about you is how much I wanna fuck you.” Your eyes widen, but a smile slowly spreads across his face before he asks, “Is that why you’re such an ass to me?” Leaning in closer, he examines your face, looking for any sign of weakness. “It is, isn’t it?” You shake your head. “Say it.” 

“Kai.”

“I wanna hear you say you want me.”

The quickest, most disingenuous, “I want you,” comes out of your mouth. Did you really just say that? It’s not like you haven’t noticed how handsome he’d gotten recently, but it’s also not like you’ve ever thought about doing anything. Before tonight, the thought of him even touching you made your skin crawl. But right now, you don’t think you’ve ever wanted anyone more. Reaching for him, you add, “Now shut up and fuck me.” 

Still shirtless from when he peeled off the wet fabric a few minutes ago, he tugs at the hem of your tank top. Slipping it off you, his eyebrows raise at your bare chest—full and needing to be squeezed, which he does immediately. Your nipples perky and hard from arousal and the cool air are simply begging to be sucked. His warm, welcoming and wet lips wrapped around one elicit a sound from you that you hope is covered by the rain outside. 

The others would never let you live it down if they heard you two fucking. 

Mouths all over—his on your nipples and your collarbone, yours on his mouth and his shoulders—it’s a whirlwind of kisses and pure lust. 

“I hate you,” you murmur, adding a nice hair tug for good measure. 

“I hate you too,” he responds. “So much.” The tent, damp from the rain and hot breath warms you up, skin slick with a sheen of sweat. Sleeping bags and blankets ruffle underneath your bodies as you rush to undress each other fully. “You’re so fucking stupid,” he says against your ear. “Don’t even know how to put up a tent. Need my help for everything?”

“You’ve never been any help to me,” you respond. “Plus, we wouldn’t have gotten rained on so much if you didn’t get lost leading everyone. Need your phone for everything? Can’t even handle one short hike? Good for nothing,” you spit. “Except…you’re kind of a good kisser.”

“Wish I could say the same about you.”

“Don’t lie,” you smirk. “I’m an incredible kisser.” He may roll his eyes but he heads straight back for more. “But you’re taking too long. Hurry up,” you say between kisses. Grazing his hand down your hip, he slides two fingers between your pussy lips and—

“You’re that wet for me and I’ve barely even touched you? Desperate slut.” You grab his cock, making him jerk forward, his mouth dropping open.

“You’re already that hard and I’ve barely even touched you? Horny loser.” Without warning, he lines himself up at your entrance and shoves his cock inside you, forcing a yelp from your throat.

Covering your mouth, he leans down, gracing his lips over your earlobe before whispering, “You never shut the fuck up, do you?” And he’s relentless. Fucking you fast and hard, whispering mean, dirty shit in your ear, shivers rolling down your spine at every syllable. “You don’t deserve to feel this good.”

“And you think you deserve this pussy?” You fire right back. Although, he does seem to be winning with the sheer amount of moaning coming from your mouth compared to his controlled sounds and expert movements. You try your best to compose yourself before saying, “A dumb fuck like you doesn’t deserve to even touch my skin.”

“Is that why you gasp when I pinch your nipples?” He asks. You narrow your eyes at him. But he definitely proves himself right. Rolling your nipple between his pointer finger and thumb, basking in the chills it gives you, clearly sending shocks of pleasure throughout your body. You reach to touch his broad chest but he stops you. “Nuh-uh. Hands to yourself,” he says, gripping your wrists harshly and pinning them to the ground. 

Suddenly, you’ve never wanted to touch someone more in your life. The way his skin glistens, muscles looking so strong, a bead of sweat drips between his pecs and you swear you clit twitches. Honestly, you’re in shock. What do you usually do with your hands? Since when has he been like this? An absolute slut? A mean slut at that. But you love it. 

Your hands stay at your side after he moves to squeeze your body again but you can’t help but reach up—you’re desperate to touch him. He halts, lifting his fingers off your tits. 

“Every time you try to touch me without permission, I’ll stop touching you,” he says. You surrender, putting your hands under your back. “Good girl.”

Fuck. That felt nice too. Being degraded is one thing, but getting rewarded for following directions? That’s delicious. Heat rushes to your ears. 

“Please—”

“Ah,” he places his pointer finger over your lips. “I told you to shut up, didn’t I?” You make a show of keeping your mouth closed. “You learn so fast, hm?” You smile—a genuine giddy smile. “So cute,” he whispers, placing a thumb on your clit, circling it gently. 

But when a weak little, “Fuck,” slips out of your mouth, he stops.

“Did I say you could speak?” You shake your head. Running a thumb across the apple of your cheek, he gives you a look somewhere between my pathetic little slut and you’re being such a good girl for me. 

Keeping your mouth shut, your body is in complete bliss, succumbing to the overwhelming pleasure his cock and hands are giving you. You’re positively drunk on his cock, letting him do whatever he wants to you—touch you here, lick and bite you there, kiss on this, suck on that—not only to be his good little slut, but because it feels fucking incredible. He knows what he’s doing, you’ll give him that. 

Then you feel it, your orgasm is slowly approaching, every move he makes pushes you closer and closer to the edge. And he knows it. The little whimpers you make, trying to hold back. The twitches your clit makes. The pulses of your pussy. 

“Aw,” he starts condescendingly. “Is my good little slut gonna come for me?” You nod rapidly, being sure to keep your mouth shut and movements under control. The last thing you want right now is a punishment. Or maybe it’s the thing you want most? The lines are too blurred to tell. “Say it.”

You can barely mumble it, but you manage to croak out, “You’re gonna make me come, Kai.”

“Good girl.” He doesn’t change a single thing. It creeps closer and closer until you can feel your body start to tip over. And then he does something…expected? Surprising? Honestly, you’re not so sure anymore. He stops, your orgasm so close to crashing over you, ruined by this son of a bitch. 

Tears form in your eyes. Was he really doing this to you? This annoying, stupid fucking jerk you’ve hated for years making you cry over his cock? 

“That’s for being such a goddamn nuisance since the day I met you.” 

What do you do now? Be a jerk to him? Overpower him and pin him down? Sit there like a hole needing to be fucked? You decide to go for the last option, hoping he’ll make you come as fast as he can. Although, truthfully, you feel like one swipe across your clit would make you finish you at this point. 

“Tell me you don’t deserve me.” You keep your mouth shut. Gently wrapping his fingers around your throat, you stare at his eyes. He chuckles like he’s proud of you before he says, “You may speak.” 

“I don’t deserve you.” He squeezes harder, almost like he’s saying that’s not enough. “I don’t deserve to feel this good. I don’t deserve your cock. I don’t deserve…anything.” 

“Good girl.” He loosens his grip around your throat. He’s done with his fun now. The ache in both of your bodies is getting unbearable and he’s determined to make you come first. Which he supposes he already did, despite ruining it for you. But he’s gotta get you back to that place before he gets there first.

Returning to the hard and fast pace of fucking you like he was a few minutes ago, his cock slams in and out and out of your pussy, ripples running down your thighs, ass, tits, everywhere. He stares in awe of your perfect tits bouncing in rhythm with his thrusts. 

Your mouth opens and closes like you want to say something, but if you speak without permission, he may stop. You decide to take a chance anyway. 

“Kai…” you squeak out through the rough movements. He responds with a sweet yet sinister smile that says you may speak. “You are gonna let me come, right?”

His eyebrows furrow, face full of pity. He asks, “You think I should?”

“You better or I’ll…” You trail off.

“You’ll what?” He stops moving, therefore earning a pathetic whine from you, trying to protest without words. “What are you gonna do to me?”

Now what’s a good punishment for him? Clearly, he’s used to being the one punishing his sexual partners—you wonder how his other subs have dealt with him being a jerk. You don’t want to overpower him like you thought you did. There’s something about being pinned down like this, letting him do whatever he wants, not having to move an inch. You’re such a powerful woman everywhere else—the type A personality type, which you admit can get overwhelmingly exhausting. 

Letting someone take full control over you like this—it’s relaxing. You wonder how much he’s enjoying himself but you notice the way his eyes flutter when you simply tighten your pussy around his cock, how he hasn’t stopped touching you since you finally let him, hell, he kissed you first. Of course he’s enjoying this. And bingo—you’ve got just enough control to get what you want. 

“I’ll never let you fuck me like this again.” 

Narrowing his eyes at you, it's like he knows that you caught him in the act of something. Cocking his head to the side, he asks, “We can’t let that happen, now can we?”

Somehow, the energy shifts to be even more desperate. Taking out years and years of frustration from hating each other while simultaneously wanting to have sex. Fucking as fast as your bodies will let you, the tent fills with the absolutely obscene noises coming from your mouths. The only reason you aren’t holding back is because the rain beating against the plastic tent and the occasional thunder thankfully covers most of it. 

When one of his thumbs finds your clit, you feel like you’re floating. The air falls out of your lungs, pleasure taking over your body as you relax into your orgasm. You’re drunk, high on his cock and the only thing you’re seeing are stars and that stupid smirk plastered across his face. It rips through your body like lightning, shooting out your toes and fingertips. 

“Talk to me,” he says breathlessly in your ear. But you can’t. You can only manage strangled noises to let him know you’re having an incredible orgasm. 

Coming down from your high, though, you finally say, “Fuck, that felt so good.” 

“Tell me how good.”

“You made me feel so…so fucking good, Kai,” you say, shaking your head, unsure of what else to tell him. Call it post-nut clarity, but why the hell were you having sex with him again? Honestly, who cares? He’s actually pretty hot and he’s damn good at this too. What happens after this? Enemies with benefits? Never mention it again? You make a note to come back to this with him later. But right now, you need to get to the matter at hand. “Why don’t you tell me how good I feel?”

“Oh baby, you feel so good,” he says. “Your pussy might be the only thing I like about you.” He chuckles, his mouth dropping open, undeniably close to his own orgasm. “Well, maybe your pussy and your tits.” Burying his face between them, he bites down on the plush, groaning against your skin. 

“I need you to come inside me, Kai. Please.” 

“Keep talking to me like that.”

And you do. Giving him praise, touching him in all the right places, putting on a show for him. With a few final thrusts, he groans, whispering something you don’t catch, but you feel it. Him coming inside you with a sexy groan, covering your chest in the sloppiest of kisses and bites. 

Catching his breath, he whispers breathlessly, “Damn. That was good.” Sliding out of you, an awkwardness catches up with the two of you. You push yourself up on your elbows, attempting to gather your thoughts. His eyes are still dark with desire as he looks at you with a satisfied smirk. 

“Listen,” you say, covering your chest with your blanket. “This can’t happen again.” His smile drops.

“What?”

“The fact that we did that,” you gesture between the two of you, “never leaves this tent, you hear me?” Cocking his head to the side, he nods awkwardly. “No one can find out about this. God, I’d be so embarrassed. Let’s just…get some sleep.” 

Did you forget about what he said?

Or I’ll never let you fuck my like this again. Using that as a threat if he didn’t let you come meant you wanted to do it again, no? Slowly putting on his boxers again, he agrees, turning away from you to try and get some sleep but, all of a sudden, there’s too much on his mind. 

[miikapie]

"Its not gonna fit!" with Geto, Choso, Toji and Gojo! (NSFW)

Just posting this because ive been thinking about writing it for weeks. Enjoy this tiny drabble while I stress over college!

Cw:.. fem!reader x various jjk men, they're mean :(( (toji, gojo too kinda..), choso being too sweet, cunilingus (choso), bad grammar ofcourse, SEX SMASHING INTERCOURSE BABY MAKING FUCKING MAKING LOVE i hope you get the point.

/MDNI//NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!

Gojo is so mean to you. If you say absolutely anything related to his size, or not being able to accommodate to his girth, hes seizing the opportunity to brag and belittle you while doing so.

"Awh baby.. it can't fit? hmm? Is my cock too big? Its okay, cutie, I know I know.. Maybe we just need to pay attention to your little clit, and we'll stretch you out too yeah? Im gonna make sure your little cunt remembers every single one of my veins no matter how long it takes to get in aallllll the way."

Geto (sighs dreamily) I LOVE THIS MAN. Totally much nicer than Gojo, but unintentionally mind-breaks you. His voice btw is so sexy can you imagine how husky it is duirng the deed??? drooling rn.

"Oh, what was that? It wont fit, hm? Thats okay, love. We'll find our way around it. Just gotta stretch you out some more so i can hit that spot you love so much, mhm? Right there isnt it? Yeah, I can tell with the way you're tightening around me. Or what about this? Maybe I'll touch your clit a little more. God... I love seeing you like this. Thats a good girl.. lay down juuust like that. You dont need to think for yourself anymore when I've got you."

Toji is SO mean, and incredibly cocky. Despite knowing damn well he's way too big to bottom out immediately in you, he takes this opportunity be snarky fun of you while destroying your insides.

" 's too big? We'll make it fit, doll. Stop moving like that, you know its just gonna hurt more. Give it a few minutes and you'll be crying like a bitch in heat. Fine. I'll be nice i guess, but im still going all the way in. 's not my fault your pussy's too damn tight. Fuck.. so good.. Yeah, see? Told you you could take it, wipe those tears 'fa me and keep your legs up here on my shoulders, yeah?"

Nanami... ah. He tries so so hard to be nice to you, by slowly bullying his way in your walls, but no matter how many times you do the deed it seems like you can never keep up with his size

"Too much, honey? Its okay, sweetheart. Look, I'll put a pillow just under your back here.. and it'll make you feel much better. Whats that? Feels nicer now? Ill take it slow as always honey, just take your deep breaths... God.. you're always so tight... It feels nice when I touch you right here doesn't it?..Feels deeper? Yes, love, thats the pillow under your back helping you relax. We're gonna have to use that trick next time wont we? Thats it, sweet thing, see? Im almost bottomed out and you haven't even noticed at all."

Choso is too much of a sensitive lover to even think about ever possibly pushing your boundaries. If he ever heard you say anything along the lines of 'too big' he'd pull out immediately and instead eat you out as an apology. (even though you've told him its just something you said in the heat of the moment) (he still leaves you shaking tho.)

[cyber333angel]

how you tell the boys goodbye when you see them off to work !

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Rafe !

you probably beg him to stay in bed like everyday even though you know he has to leave. like the beginning of the movie, “don’t worry darling” where alice tries to make excuses for jack to stay. “rafey please stay! ill be lonely without you..and! and im sick so who’s gonna take care of me?” and he just sighs because he doesn’t want to leave you but he is the man of the house and he has to work to give you all the things you want. “baby your not sick and you know I will be back, we do this everyday. im the one who has to keep you fed and get you all your nice things and I can’t do that if I stay in bed with you all day alright?” you pout at him knowing you can’t win, “c’mon give me a kiss before I leave.” you crawl to his side of the bed and stand on your knees at the edge of the bed facing him, you wrap you arms around his shoulders and kiss him deeply. rafe wraps his arms around your waist and slides them to the bottom of your ass, squeezing it firmly. “alright sweet girl, I gotta go but I will see you tonight and I left my card on the table. go buy something with your girlfriends and pick up the delivery of flowers that are coming today for you. ill call you and I love you, okay?” you nod your head showing him you understand, “mhm I love you too rafey! have a good day and come home soon!” blowing him a kiss as he walks out the bedroom door.

Jj !

since jj is always working outside jobs in the heat I feel like you would have to make him a lunch everyday before he goes. sometimes it could be leftovers from dinner last night or you could wake up early to make him a sandwich and fill it with all the snacks he likes. so currently, you are in the kitchen whipping up two sandwiches for jj in his oversized t-shirt, bonnet and fluffy slippers, moving from the fridge to the counter, your panties peeking from below every time you reach up for something. your boyfriend waking up from his slumber, scratches his neck, “g’morning babydoll, what you making f’me today?” reaching over to you and hugging you from behind, you smile and beam from the warmth of his chest. “good morning jayj! making you a scooby doo sandwich with chips and gatorade along with..” you ramble to him talking about all the snacks you stuffed his lunch box and he slides his hands up and down your curves, placing little kisses on your neck making you wince, “mmm jj you have to go to work!”

“I know cupcake but just a little bit..” you probably start your day with a make out session every morning because he can’t get enough of you, but when the two are done, you see him off at the door handing him his lunch box, “I love you jayj! have a good day at work nd I hope you like your lunch!” and he smiles to himself while putting his lunchbox around his waist, getting on his motorcycle. “see you later baby, I love ya and ill see you later.” along with a flirty comment probably, but you see him ride off to work with a grin on your face.

Barry !

I think barry cares for you too much to let you stay at his trap house so he never lets you go over there cause it’s dangerous, meaning he bought a apartment when the two of you started dating or he stayed over with you sometimes. but currently he was staying over at your house sleeping next to you. he would wake up first and make you breakfast, so usually you wake up to the smell of bacon and eggs. getting up in your pajamas walking into the kitchen with sleep still in your eyes. barry turns around, and sees you, “good morning sleepy girl, I made you some breakfast before I leave so si’down.” you mumble a quiet “g’morning bear..” and do as your told taking a seat in the cold chair to wait for your boyfriend to give you some food. you two talk for a while about the plans for today and you finish your breakfast. “I gotta leave now princess, some people waiting for me to show up but give me a hug before I go mama.” you smile and run up to him, melting in his touch, you look up at him from his chest giving him a peck. “please be safe bear..I love you and call me!”

“mhm will do ma’am, I love you too and get s’more sleep aight?” you nod and kiss him goodbye at the door.

<3

[fairestwriting]

Hey, hello, would it be possible to request the first years with a crush or s/o who's constantly very warm so they can basically act as a human heating pad but despite this they're very touch starved and basically melt into hugs and cuddles, gender neutral pronouns would be great, thank you very much and merry (probably late) Christmas if you do this and same to you even if you don't!

another oldie (Visibly. im so sorry anon. i hope an awesome holiday season) i just had to take...... in the name of all my fellow human space heaters

Ace Trappola

One day, his hands got cold, and you were nearby, neck fully exposed, and Ace did what he would obviously do in this situation. Except it turned out he was the one shocked by how warm you are, even though he did make you jump a bit.

He's a fan of the physical affection. He doesn't fluster easily and likes showing you off all smug, linking your arms together or putting his over your shoulder while you're with your friends. The warmth is a great bonus.

When you cuddle up in a hot day, he whines about how you're gonna cook him alive and will jokingly "attempt" to push you off while giggling, then turning on the AC of his room or dragging you both somewhere cooler.

Deuce Spade

The first time you hug, Deuce gets spooked because he thinks you have a fever. He fusses over you for a few good minutes before you can explain anything. Then gets embarrassed of his reaction.

Being Deuce, he'll randomly revisit this worry, but mostly he just eases into it rather easily. He's a little shy, whether you're in public or not, but you can tell he feels comfortable with the way he leans into you.

Feels so bad if you're holding hands and his gets sweaty. Apologizes a billion times while wiping it clean on his shirt. Nevermind that it'd happen even if you weren't so warm, he just doesn't want you to ever feel awkward when touching him.

Jack Howl

Also really warm because of his wolf beastman genes, also surprisingly touchy. It's hard to tell which one of you is warmer, actually? Which in the end just means you end up comfortably cuddled up very oftwn.

...whenever you're away from others, of course. It's not that Jack hates the thought of PDA, but he "prefers to take it slow" (Read: Makes him blush way too easy)

Commiserates in the summer and celebrates in the winter if you're not very tolerant to heat like him. Sometimes he talks about his family's trips to the north with a voice softer than usual, hinting just a little bit that he'd really love it if you came along one day.

Epel Felmier

He's also on the warmer side temperature wise, but he's small, so he ends up getting cold surprisingly easily.

At first he's a bit spooked with the touchyness, really just because it's his first relationship, but it grows on him. A lot.

Epel thinks him getting cold easy-ish is embarrassing, so he really feels like he won the lottery here. Now he gets to put his arm around your waist to stay warm and look cool with you by his side, boy's on top of the world.

Sebek Zigvolt

Runs very cold. The first time your hand is anywhere on him he jumps a bit. The situation's like the inverse of someone who gets startled by their friend's cold hands pressed to their neck.

He briefly questions if you're really human, stammering something about how only beastmen are so warm. He's too distracted by how nice your warmth feels to make much sense.

He's so easily flustered every time you get cuddly, but if he even tries to push you off (Which he mostly just does if you're in public) it comes out all feeble. Even if he's trying to keep up with etiquette and you two actually have to step away from each other, it's all over his face that he misses the coziness.

if you wanna support my work, you can buy me a ko-fi or commission me!

[celestialalpacaron]

Ayo, someone by the name of Curly-B-Blog is redlining art of yours from 2020 (while pretending that it's actually Sai Scribble's work), and kind of being a dick about it. just thought you should know.

You know, originally I was just gonna brush it off, but then I went back to look at my old SU art from 2020 and did so much self reflection from then till now.

I think this was around the time I was just learning how to do perspective and tried to use the perspective tool on Procreate for the first time? :0 and I remember telling Sai “Sai I have this STUPID idea, I CANT believe it this stupid joke it’s so DUMBBBB, it’s living rent free in my BRAIN I SWEAR THIS IS GONNA BE SO STUPID DCIUWHEFIUWHIRFUIW4F” and being super excited to show her the finished product. People still think Sai created the Cursed Skin Gloves comic and I think it’s hilarious wjhwnuhwijwuiw

The comic was received very well and it made LOTS of people laugh and I’m still proud of this comic to this very day! :D and tbh if it wasn’t for my obsession for Sai’s Switcheroo AU I never would have found my passion in comic work! (love you you stinky hoe @saiscribbles 🩷)

HOWEVER…. I definitely still had lots to learn! I wasn’t very good at perspective at the time I’ll admit, but I was definitely having lots of fun learning :3

And throughout the past 4 years, ALOT has happened.

I graduated from college with TWO fancy pieces of expensive papers in Visual Development in Animation and Illustration learning from Will Kim and Jeff Soto, and as a I was working with the funny voice man Cougar MacDowall as a comic/story artist and reached in total around 7 million views for my fan series FNAF Security Malware Breached (it was even #21 on the trending list around the time of my birthday 🩷 what a lovely gift), had an insane opportunity to work with Mike Geno and with the voice cast from The Amazing Digital Circus for a fan song as a background and character asset artist, Vivienne Medrano liking and sharing my silly Overlord Husk AU comics, currently on my route to getting my certificate from Aaron Blaise’s Character design program and graduating from Marc Brunet Art School, and now I am completing my first year as professional colorist and art assistant for my storyboard and comic mentor Michelle Lam, aka Mewtripled! (Also I’ll be heading out to Lightbox Expo 2024 on October 26 with Michelle and the team so if y’all ever wanna meetup hahahajaj wink wink wink wink wink)

So you can say I learned ALOT and I enjoyed every minute of what I do :D I try to be humble about my accomplishments because blah blah being humble good yes yes but this time I wanna be selfish and say HELL YEAH I DID ALL THIS!!! AND IM SO EXTREMELY PROUD OF MYSELF FIUGEIURGERGGRS

Now here’s my most recent comic page that I posted like 2 days ago without the text.

That’s pretty freakin wild to me, I can’t believe I used to draw Steven Universe art like that back in 2020 LOL LIKE GUYS I DREW THIS!! WITH!!! MY HANDS!!! IS THAT NOT INSANE!!!???

Anyways moral of the story:

Learn from everyone and everything! Yes, even then mean ones too! If you can learn to work with anyone, I promise you’ll get to where you want to be faster. People can be a little mean on the internet, but that shouldn’t stop you from being where you want to be in the future. I’m so EXTREMELY grateful for all the opportunities and to all the kind professionals who were willing to give me a chance. Seriously, I’m so graciously thankful for everything, and I hope everyone here will support me and my silly little comics I will do now and in the future!

And one more thing:

Don’t be a jerk. Be to be nice to everyone :D nothing good comes out when you’re bad to everyone.

[kurosstuff]

Some preening headcanons with any of the angel girls please?

Take this for now~ hope you like it!

I'm very busy this week BUT- here's my attempt

ALSO I KINDA DID MORE HEADCANONS THEN KIST PREENING- IM SORRY I KINEA- WENT OFF

Gonna do three girls with wings- sera vaggie and lute(surpise?/j) idk how to write Emily yet-

Warning(s): some angst? Insecurities(in lute and veggies parts), fluff, wing stuff, established relationships in each ones(lovers for vaggie reader is a female, drabbles(some nsfw) slighr nsfw stuff

Never wrote vaggie. Hope she's good

ALSO I DIDNR REALIZE. LUTES IS SO FUCKING LONF.

Preening headcanons(sera, vaggie, lute)

Sera

• I'm gonna say it. Out of all three ladies? She KNOWS how to preen her wings the best. Sure with six wings its more time-consuming and a pain but she knows how important it is.

Which also means she's the most willing to accept your help. Of course, only if it's you two, and she knows you enough- cause wing preening? Is a mate/very sensitive thing for angels

• and it doesn't matter if you have wings or not- shell sit patiently guiding you through how to handle her wings. Given having six is even more work. BUT also much more sensitive

"My love~ please be careful how you touch them" Sera hummed, wings flapping from your touch one eye popping out, watching you closely making you smile at it- humming in approval she closed the eye closing her main ones at the itching pain vanishing "it feels nice~" she purred out softly feeling your hands dipping between her feathers before jolting

"My love- please- you know how sensitive my wings are-" she huffed face flushed dark turning to you huffing at your knowing smirk "guess this.. will turn into something more huh sera ~?" You hummed kissing the wing closest to you

• not all the time but every now and then does it turn into a spicy preening. (Not when her wings genuinely bring her pain) cause as she does keep good track of her preening. Sometimes, she forgets. Or gets to distracted from work. So you step in to help.

To remind her of what she needs.

• she couldn't ask for a better mate to help her preening. To help her wings in general. She's a tall woman so even though it takes a much longer time given she has more then two wings.. she's lucky you stuck around, more to help.

Bonus points if you have wings.

Cause then she'll help preen you no questions asked. Hell shed even offer the help.

Vaggie

• ok first things first. Vaggie? Is very insecure about her wings. Before falling she kinda knew how to handle preening enough so it wouldn't like- cause issues? But. She'd miss some. She'd miss the cloest ones to her middle of her back-

Only time she allowed Adam to help. Given she couldn't do it herself. Didnt trust the others too.

• but now in hell? She regrew them or- whatever.. it hurt. Like hell. Them ripping through her scared back- bur now she needs to relearn how to live with wings like she learned how to live without.

"I got it- I got it" vaggie growled out, giving you a pointed look on instinct as her wings flapped around, hitting yet another plate, sending it flying off the counter shattering as she tried to relearn how to fold them. To relax them.

"I really think-"

"I fucking Got it" she yelped out

• stubborn. She's a good lover awkward given her upbringing. But she never once meant to upset you. Never meant to take her temper out on you. But, she just didn't know how to properly react to this annoying pain again after all these years of no wings. Now it's here and she needs to preen? Again?

Asking was just as uncomfortable for her. Knowing you always offered to help? Made her upset. For two reasons- her stubbornness from her past to ask for such help pinging in anger at the suggestion she needed help. And two. Because of her snapping at you. Her girlfriend. Yet here she is doing what she was uncomfortable with.

She knew deep down as much as you could turn her away- send her off. You won't. So she? Asked

And you of course. Agreed

"Come on love~" patting in front of you, she stared. Her one good eye glancing at the cushion in front of you on the bed silent. To uncomfortable- unnerving to speak. Stepping too put od her comfort zone to ask. To allow you to touch her and know she's safe. She cant help but be uncomfortable. "When your ready? Let me see your pretty wings?" You hummed as she finally sat down. Tense infront of you.

Finally releasing her wings she allowed you to do your job. The second your hands touched her wings- touched her? She relaxed against you. Feeling safe. Which even now after all these years is..

Odd

• every time you preened her- shed be a more cuddly mess- nuzzling into you hiding into your chest or neck wings flapping puffing up.

It wasn't until you read up on wings to help her that you learned why. How it was like an intimate courting thing to do.

• didn't really understand, but. If it made her happy? You were happy. And imagine your surpise when she handed you her feather

Lute

Lute? Is not insecure about her wings. No she's very prideful of them how strong they are how soft and all the stuff she'd do to court you(despite her not needing to) she is COMPLETELY prideful of them. Showing them off all the time to you- she didn't care for anyone else's opinon..

But she is insecure. About her lack of knowledge of how to properly care for them. All executioners have this issue. Their all taught to be fighters killers. Nothing else. She's still learning to be a good lover- a gentle lover with you. But the basic stuff she knows how to preen.. but it hurts still.

She almost asked Adam for help but. She's to prideful. She can't accept help. That'd mean defeat for her. Mean she can't do it. Mean she ISNT the best. Mean.. she's not the perfect mate. Mean she isn't right for you- asking for help on anything sends her into a freak out. Makes her panic cause what If you leave her?

She can't even cook nor make nests completely right. So why would you want a mate that CANT even preen? Something all angels know. Doesn't matter executioners are.. exempt from this. Doesn't matter to her.

Lute is like vaggie. Stubborn. Unwilling to accept help even from her mate- her lover. She'll throw a fit- if you oh so mention her needed to be preened. She's just way to prideful.

Youll know when she needs to preen. Its the only time youll see her more.. phycially emotional rather then just her words. Oh, she'll yell. It's already well known how.. angry. Lute generally is other than her more... stoic persona.

If it weren't for her wings flapping or her having them at all- you'd call her a rabbit. Given how she stomps her foot like what rabbits do when angry(I know birds do as well when upset/uncomfortable)

"...lute" you cautiously called out. Watching as she stormed around your shared room wings puffing stretching as she roughly plucked herself. Glaring at you she huffed watching you closely as you swallowed

"May i help-"

"no" she cut off, snarling loudly feet stomping in that familiar way when.. she got like this. "Think I can't fucking take care of MY wings? I'm fine. I got it."

"But i- I can-"

Snarling she stormed off slamming the door roughly

"-help-"

Lute? Will stomp her feet. Wings puffing flapping in an annoyed anger cause of her wings irrating her. And that- you know you can jump in- asking yet again- cause she'll break at some point.

She always did. Always broke. Hinting for you to ask. And shell.. "reluctantly" agree and accept your help. As if you pushed her too. God heaven forbid she asks for help herself.

Stopping, you glanced up, seeing Lute again in front of you showing off her wings how it needs to be preened. Humming you blinked in thought. This.. was the third time she did such a thing

"...lute?" Her head tilting to you slightly, almost uninterested. But you saw that look. The look of panic but.. hopefully "do you need..help?" You asked once more unsure how she'd take it.

"If you insist so much. Fine, " she grumbled out, not even waiting, moving to sit in front of you. Smiling, you sighed. Of course, she wouldn't have actually asked.

She may not understand exactly how to preen but- her wings as always are like super soft- comforting as she sighed in relief as you preened her.

But if you asked? Oh, shed reject. How would she be happy for this? She is not. Nope. Nuh uh. Not at all happy her mate helped her.

She does surpise you, though. Even though she does it each time. How she piles her feathers you preened of her feathers. How she won't let you touch a single one, sending a glare your way if you so much as do.

Going through each and every feathers inspecting them as if searching for something. Then, the most acceptable ones she'll put a smaller pile wings puffing as she looks for the single best feathers.

She accepts no less than perfection after all.

Then once she finds it? She'll go to you- presenting it to you- insisting you inspect it for yourself and wait. Wait for you to accept or reject her feather.

Of course you accept-

Then she's all pridful. For getting the best feather for her mate. How you approved of her choice.

Of course if you have wings? Shell insists on preening you herself. She knows it's an intimate thing. How sometimes it does lead.. to more but. She thinks it's more special if she herself does it for you... ironic since she hardly accepts your help but. She does her best

You do have to show her- tell her if she's being to rough. After all? She doesn't know how to be gentle with anything much less wings

[luvyeni]

10 DAYS TO FALL IN LOVE — chapter 6. dates and apologies !

word count. 0.8k+ content warning. none just angst and fluff

You clutched the stuffed animal in your hand that heeseung had won for you as you walked through the park per his request. “You’re really happy about that stuffed toy.” He said. “Be careful people might think you’re crazy and on a date with that thing instead of me.” You rolled your eyes pouting. “don’t call my child a thing, he has a name.” You said, the boy laughed. “yeah, what is it?” you thought for a while, before shrugging. “well I won him, why can’t he be named after me?”

You shook your head no, smirking menacingly, looking back at him. “I like the name sunghoon.” His face dropped. “That’s not funny.” He said flatly. “It’s a little funny.” You said. “not even remotely.” He tried to walk a head of you. “yah! Don’t leave me.”

“Stop walking so fast.” You grabbed his arm. “say your sorry and i'll slow down.” You whined, and he started speeding up again. “okay! Okay.” You shouted. “im sorry.” You said , and he stopped turning to you. “I won’t name him after sunghoon.” You said. “and?”

“And we can name him heeseung.” He smiled. “thank you,  that’s all I ask.” You rolled your eyes. “can we sit, I tired from chasing after you?” he nodded , finding a bench to sit on near the water. “here lets sit here.”

“did you have fun.” He asked — his eyes filled with so much nerves. “i won’t give you so much credit.” He frowned. “but I had a lot of fun.” You said, lightly punching his shoulder. “you remembered how much I love amusement parks.”

“of course! We used to go all the time after classes.” He said — remembering how you’d drag him whenever you had the chance, riding all the rides you could and eating the food until it was time to go home. “we had so much fun back then.”

You smiled — quickly frowning, it was fun hanging out with heeseung — but you couldn’t help but remembered why you stopped doing those things in the first place. “we did have fun back then didn’t we?”

He saw the change in your mood. “you okay?” you nodded, he kissed the back of his teeth. “it’s been 5 years since we hung out , not 50, I can still tell when you’re upset and lying about it.”

“Why are you doing this?” you said. “doing what?” He questioned. “this ,being nice to me, wanting to go on a date — I mean even as high schoolers you didn’t want to be anything more than friends, now all of a sudden you want to flirt and date me, even after that situation.”

He knew this was gonna come up and he thought he was ready , but he suddenly couldn’t speak. “I want to forgive you, I really do, but I need at least an explanation, is this just a joke between your friends because — it’s not I promise.”

“Then tell me what it is.” You said. “I’ve always liked you yn, even when were in high school.” He said. “I didn’t say anything because I didn’t think you’d like me back , I mean we both what I looked in 9th grade.” You dry laughed. “but then things changed, I didn’t mean for them to, they just got out of hand.”

“you really hurt me heeseung, you were my only friend, I stood by you for everything.” You felt tears welding in your eyes. “and for you to say all those horrible things, and that our friendship meant nothing.” He wrapped his arms around your body. “im sorry.”

It was silent — both of you didn’t say anything as you say on the bench. He finally spoke up. “im so sorry I hurt you.” He whispered into your hair. “I'm so fuckin stupid yn.” He wiped your wet cheeks. “I’ve been waiting for the longest time to tell you that.” He said. “for the past 5 years that’s all I wanted to tell you.”

It felt like a weight had been lifted off both your shoulders. “please forgive me.” He said , squeezing your hand. “I’ll try my best to quit, I swear.” You wanted to believe him — it was only 5 days, but it was longer than you’ve ever seen him in 5 years. “you’d really quit?” you asked. “for you? Of course I would.”

You both began to get cold , so you found your way back to his car — making your way back to your dorm. He parked outside your building, not really wanting to let you out. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow and take you to school.” He said , you nodded. “good night heeseung.”

You undid your seat belt opening the door. “Let’s go baby heeseung.” He laughed. “are you really gonna call it that?” you nodded. “of course , he’s our child.” You said , quickly reaching over to kiss his cheek his eyes widening. “wh-what—” before he fully say something you got out of the car.

“yah! You can’t just run away after doing that.” you turned waving. “goodnight!” you shouted, he watched you go into the building , before driving off a big dopey smile plastered on his face.

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[flashbangstars]

How People Found out you two were dating

NCT Dream Edition

pink ~ y/n

Blue ~ dream

Green ~ secondary character/another dreamie

Mark

"so um Jeno found out about us dating"

"oh, I thought we were waiting until game night to tell them"

"well yeah uh funny story, I tried to put my sweatshirt on at Jeno's house and your hot pink thong fell out of the sleeve onto his carpet."

"I WAS WONDERING WHERE THAT WENT"

"Yeah I know me too, besides that. Jeno got mad and lectured me on not leading you on if I had other girls I was doing stuff with, so I uh.."

"you told Jeno the hot pink thong was mine"

"yeah basically"

"and I have to face him on friday knowing he's seen my panties"

"to be fair he did say they were cute"

"you know that actually didn't help at all"

Renjun

"hey babe can you help me really quickly, I need help moving my monitor, the cord is stuck somewhere behind my desk"

"Y/n can it wait like 10 minutes"

"No it literally can't I have a assignment due in thirty minutes and I will literally jump off a fucking cliff if I don't get full credit for this"

"Nice Hello Kitty Underwear"

"Renjun you're the one who bought me these, you've seen them and taken them off me numerous times"

"oh he has!! has he!"

"go put some pants on please sweetheart"

"I'm so fucking terrified why were their two different voices just now"

"Hi y/n"

"I'm gonna start crying please tell me Jaemin didn't just see me in fucking hello kitty underwear"

"Y/n please go put some pants on"

"yeah....yeah I'll go do that...... Uh just so you know....im not letting him hit for free.....he did ask me out"

"congrats to the happy couple"

"fuck you"

Jeno

"so how did you all manage to fail the same test?"

"I cheated off of Haechan, and Haechan Cheated off of Jaemin, so its basically Jaemin's fault"

"hey I thought Jaemin knew what he was doing"

"Haechan, Jaemin never knows what he is doing"

"fair"

"oh fuck, I have to go babe I'm gonna miss the bus if I dont run, I will see you soon" *phatass smooch before leaving* *leaves*

5 minutes later....

"alright I'm back I missed the bus"

"DID YALL JUST FUCKING KISS?"

"....no"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO I FUCKING WATCHED IT HAPPEN"

"oh thats so crazy I think I just heard the bus, I have to go omg byeeeeee"

"so you're leaving me to deal with this"

"yes, bye pookie, smooches I'll see you later tonight, bye Haechan!"

Haechan

"are we gonna talk about it... or should I just ignore it"

"ignore what"

"im not following"

"are you two being serious"

"dude what the fuck are you talking about??"

"Haechan."

"what"

"you've been sitting in y/n's lap the entire time we've been here"

"and...?"

"we are literally just close friends"

"dog you are literally hand feeding haechan french fries"

"im literally baby"

"even that was a lot for me"

"im sorry pookie"

"allllriight get off, I wont be this couple"

"pookie did you just make it official!"

"can you please be normal"

Jaemin

"Hypothetically what do you guys consider too much for a gift for your significant other"

"well how long would you two have been dating"

"like 6 months...?"

"umm anything ring related, thats kinda scary, too reminiscent of marriage"

"well fuck"

"what do you mean oh fuck? what the fuck did you buy"

"a ring"

"what"

"what...."

"for who??"

"y/n"

"WHAT"

"Y/N?"

"WHY?"

"YOU'VE BEEN DATING FOR 6 MONTHS?"

"STOP YELLING AT ME"

Chenle

"the guys know you and me are dating"

"what? how"

"I got in trouble"

"what did you do..."

"they all got kinda mad at me and said I was kinda mean to you and asked what my issue with you was"

"and what did you say"

"please don't be mad"

"chenle"

"I told them not to worry because you think it's hot when I'm kinda mean"

"chenle"

they didn't believe me at first... and I was feeling pressured!...they literally cornered me!"

"chenle"

"so I showed them a little bit of our texts when you said...itwassexy whenIwasmeantoyou"

"run"

"I WILL TELL THEM ABOUT THE MOMMY KINK IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER?"

"run. now"

"ok!"

Jisung

"hey guys, just wanted to let you know me and jisung are dating now officially"

*shriek* "WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT!"

"Jisung what..."

"I DONT EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE"

"jisung park"

"please ma'am stop spreading that!"

"ANDY"

"I'm so sorry guys I dont know whats gotten into her!"

"jisung...She's literally your lockscreen"

"I literally have no idea what you are talking about"

"jisung I WILL do a coochie ban"

"this is actually bae 4 lyfe, she my day one and I worship the ground she walk on fr"

"thats what I thought"

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Hi! here is a little something from the drafts that is basically finished, I hope you like it! I am fr just getting back into writing so excuse any errors. But i hope yall have a good night/day!

[montimer]

Could you write a Joker x reader where the Joker tells her that he loves her, but she hesitantly admits that she isn’t sure she believes him because she isn’t sure if he is capable of love?

I don't do female reader so i made it gender neutral!

Joker x reader

Warning: kidnapping,yandere

You woke up in an empty dark room. You felt somewhat dizzy.

As you tried to move, you noticed that a rope was keeping you from standing up. You began struggling.

But gave up. Too tired and stressed you looked around for any escape or tool instead.

There was a door infront of you, a window on the right, but it was locked down with sticks of wood. Other than that the room was empty.

You tried remembering what had happened before you got here.

'Okay i was walking at night, on my way to home after shopping' then darkness.

No matter how hard you tried remembering, thats all your mind could make up. Where you kidnapped? Pulled away from an alley and drugged? But why?

You considered calling out but thinking it over, its best not to get the persons attention. If you call for help they will surely hear it sooner than anyone else.

You began to panic. 'I have to get out of here'. You were scared, you struggled again. Moving as you tried to free yourself from the ropes. The chair you were roped to began to creak.

A big mistake you made there.

You heard footsteps and you stopped immediately. The door opened slowly revealing your kidnapper.

Your eyes widened in horror. You were in the same room as the madman whos known for a not so nice nature. The joker

He tilted his head then begin to smile. He came closer to you.

You didn't wanted to look in his eyes, it was too much just being here. You didn't wanna know what he was gonna do to you.

"You awake? Im glad, you almost got me worried there my dear!"

Huh?

You were still looking down.

He gently grabbed your chin to make you look at him.

"C'mon don't be shy, lemme see that pretty face of yours!"

You stared at him confused.

He giggled at your expression.

"Oh how adorable you are!"

He let go and you kept looking at him.

"Good good. Now, im sorry for that" he pointed at the ropes around you.

"But ya know, i have to make sure you're safe and sound. Can't let ya run around the place at this state! Silly, you might hurt yourself. Poor darling, you look like a lost mouse!" He gave you a sad look. You were so distracted and surprised you almost forgot how to speak.

You tried to make out words but only mumblings came out.

He gave you a surprised look.

"What is it darling? Say it, i don't bite"

You doubted that, but you tried your best to collect yourself.

"Wh-why am i here? What are y-you gonna do to me?" You hated how desperate you sounded. You hated all of this.

"Ohh, right right. Cutting to the chase huh? Well, you are here cuz i had to take you away. To a place where you can feel safe. To me"

This is the last place you'd feel safe in.

"And for the second question of yours. I am not gonna do anything to harm you. I could never! I mean, i could never harm you. Can't say that for the others" he laughed a bit before turning his attention back to you.

"Good enough for an answer?" He smiled at you.

No not really

"I still don't understand..what do you mean"

He blinked at you. As if you're suppose to know why you are here.

"Why, why me?" You started to feel impatient

"Why you? Oh y/n, for many reasons."

He knew your name? No way..

"You don't know me.."

"But of course i do! I have been watching you, for a long time now. I know everything about you. Your address, your favourite places, the place you work in, what you wear, what you like, everything! Your age and the colour of your eyes too. Its nice to see it up close!"

He leaned in, taking his time staring into your eyes, then backed up with a pleased smile.

"I have been waiting so long to finally have you!"

"Have me? What are you talking about, i don't get any of this.."

"Still? Even after the flowers i sent you"

Flowers? The flowers that was left at your doorstep?

"..and the letters.."

The romantic sounding letters that came with them? Sometimes they did sounded creepy..

"..the chocolate and the plush? I mean i hope you got all of them, or else one of my goons gets a lecture. A life time lasting one"

You ignored the last part, but you did remember all this. The box even said 'from your one and only- J ;)'

Oh, oh no

"It, it was you-"

He clapped his hands

"Yes! Im so happy you figured it out! Did you keep them? What kind of question is this, of course you did!" He began to laugh once again.

"I did that all for one reason. That is because, i love you."

Your mind was dizzy again. He must be joking, there is no way in hell..

He started pointing out the things he loves about you. How does he knows all this, how long have he been stalking you? You didn't even listen to him anymore, your head hurt. You didn't wanted to look at him, instead you looked down in defeat.

When he stopped talking, you slowly looked up.

"There that's better" he petted your head.

"Even if you don't get it yet. You'll understand sooner or later, you'll realise that we were ment to be! Like sun and moon, one can't live without the other!"

"Is this a joke?"

He seemed shocked by that

"Come again?"

"I-i can't belive all this..I don't belive you, why would you love me? Are you even capable of loving anyone but yourself?" You said that without thinking. You immediately regretted it.

He stopped smiling. He had a look of disbelief and confusion on his face.

"What makes you think that?"

"I mean, like you used Harley-"

"But you're not Harley"

You tried to slip lower as he came closer.

"You're you. And that is why i love you. Ya know, im not mad at ya, not at all. Im mad at the people who had feed such horrible thoughts into your head. And if i have to prove you that i can love, then i will."

'I belive it when i see it' you thought. But for now your situation seemed hopeless. So you just kept staring at him, his green eyes burning into yours.

His face didn't look so serious anymore. Suddenly he hugged your form then left a kiss on your face.

He looked pleased at the mark that his lipstick left.

He got up and walked to the door.

"This is just the start, at the end you'll be head over heels for me! I can feel it! For now rest a little darling. Oh and don't even think about escaping, you wouldn't want me to catch you again? I'll be back soon, promise!" He waved his hand and blow a kiss your way.

He closed the door, now you can be alone with your thoughts. In an empty room with no escape or help to come. With a crazy clown obsessed with you. Does he really mean that?

[luvrxbunny]

a new taste

Pairing: Steve Harrington x F!Reader x Vampire!Eddie Munson

Prompt: Threesome

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smoking (weed ofc), blood, handjob, a little bit of hair pulling, piv, unprotected sex (lmk if I forgot anything)

WC: 3.8k

A/N: i've never written a threesome before- i've never even watched threesome porn so if this is inaccurate or anything im sorry 

You choke on your smoke and pass the joint back to a laughing Steve. “You really can’t handle your smoke, huh?” You hurriedly reach for your water bottle and start chugging it, trying to take in as much water as possible to ease the burning in your throat. He takes two large hits before you finally feel calm enough to respond. “I can take it!” You reach for the joint, Steve shakes his head with a chuckle as he hands it to you. 

“It’s just that once I start coughing it’s like I can’t stop.” You cautiously take a hit, inhaling slowly, testing your throat. “Then why do you keep smoking? Just take a break, Jesus.” He has a smile-like grimace on his face as he watches you exhale, a smile resting on his face when you don’t choke. 

You pass the joint back to him and drink some more water. “I gotta get high enough for Eddie.”

You, Steve, and Eddie have been smoking all night, Eddie had been gifted some extra weed by Reefer Rick as a thank you and you both felt honored to help him finish it all. You promised you’d smoke a bunch for him since he couldn’t anymore and his eyes sparkled at the offer. 

Steve freezes for a moment before taking a hit. “I forget he’s like that now… Must be weird, having to suck your blood just to get high.” Eddie’s in the kitchen, across the trailer from his room because he knew you’d all end up with the munchies. You smile sadly at Steve but quickly brighten up, “He doesn’t really mind anymore, now that he can just suck my blood. We both kinda like it… It’s not bad..”

You trail off as you pass to Steve. “Whaddya mean?” You’re picking at Eddie's carpet and your brain recalls how it feels to have Eddie drink you up. Your legs subconsciously press together and Steve pretends not to notice. “It feels just- nice. It’s warm and cold at the same time, gives me goosebumps every time.” You’re entering a trance as you ramble on about Eddie, your hand reaching up for the joint with you barely noticing. 

“It makes me tingle too, it feels so romantic, to think that I’m helping him in such a detrimental way. He literally needs me on a basic, base level. I don’t know- God! I’m- I might just be weird… I don’t know.” Steve’s face is a bit pinker than it was the last time you looked up at him. It could just be the weed though. “Does it like… Does it like turn you on?” His voice drops to a whisper, his eyes wide and innocent with genuine curiosity. 

“It kinda- Yeah, no. It totally does. It feels like…” You scoot closer to Steve, taking a quick hit as he leans in. You’re both huddled together like you’re middle schoolers sharing a secret. “It feels like a super intense, drawn-out hickey. Or that he’s somehow connected a- a nerve to like- my pussy or something.” Steve gasps sharply at your words, shocked by how vulgar they were. “I know! I know, okay but this is serious. It’s crazy, Steve. I feel like I could- like I could literally get addicted or-”

“Guys! I bet you guys are gonna love this!” Eddie comes back and you back away from Steve, like you guys were caught doing something you shouldn’t. You look Eddie in the eyes with a smile as you take another hit, he nods at you briefly, warmth spreading in your lower stomach as his approval. He excitedly waits for you to exhale before explaining his new masterpiece to you. 

Steve can’t listen because he’s too focused on your previous conversation. He’s thinking about how you described it, the romance of it. He tries to get back to the conversation but you’re taking a hit and he’s brought to the previous conversation again. The way you’re inhaling joint after joint just so you’re high enough for both you and Eddie. Is just so sweet to him. 

Eddie’s finished his explanation and is just accepting your praise after trying a piece. The teasing ends up with you in Eddie's lap, giggling at his words as you smoke. Steve watches as the two of you slowly get more handsy, more physical, and more involved with each other. You guys only separate to allow you to take a hit. He can’t help but notice the sultry look in Eddie’s eyes as he watches you inhale, getting yourself high up in the clouds all for him. You choke on the hit a bit, shaking your head as you pass the joint back to Steve, waving your hands in surrender before grabbing your water. Eddie turns to Steve with an amused smile, trying not to laugh at your predicament. 

“Softie, huh?” Eddie jabs his thumb in your direction with one hand, rubbing your back with the other as you chug water. Steve laughs with a nod before taking another hit and watching you and Eddie again. 

He’s rubbing your back and petting your hair with a fond smile as you come down from your fit. Your eyelids are lower than they were before, and there's a furrow in your brows as you pout at Eddie. “Can you drink me now? Feel too high.” You whine at him and he giggles at you, slowly pulling you toward him and maneuvering you into his lap. 

“Yeah? Need me to drink you up, baby?” He whispers in your ear, a taunt only meant for you but Steve hears. He takes a deep breath and tries to pretend he can’t feel the heat building in his stomach, pretending like he’s not actively keeping himself from getting hard. He takes a slow hit to calm himself down and looks around for an ashtray. He’s stubbing the joint out into the ashtray, shaking his head at how much ash has accumulated, how many roaches are buried in it, even some half-joints that could’ve been smoked but no one would want to put their lips on it anymore. He turns to chastise Eddie about it, make fun of how he worships weed but unintentionally wastes more of it than Robin does, and they all make fun of her for it. 

When he turns all those thoughts leave his head. You’re in Eddie’s lap, head thrown all the way back, giving Steve a full view of Eddie’s fangs piercing your skin. He can see where they’re sliding into you, the little bit of blood that’s pooled around them, and the obscene slurping noises Eddie’s making. You giggle at the exaggerated noises leaving his mouth and Steve can see Eddie smirk a bit at it, until your giggle turns into a moan for a moment, before your hand slaps over your mouth. Steve watches how Eddie reacts, eyebrows furrowing with a growl before pulling you up, straightening your back against him, and groaning at the whine you let out. 

Eddie bites down harder, forcing more blood from your wound as he presses your body against his. He can feel your hips twitching like you’re trying not to grind against him. He presses his hips into yours, rubbing his growing dick against you. You whisper out a harsh “Eddie!” and your fingers dig into his arms. He quickly pulls away from your neck, surprised and worried, thinking he hurt you. You’re looking at him with hazy, desperate but embarrassed eyes, flickering to the side for a moment and he follows your gaze to a red-faced Steve Harrington.

Eddie had honestly forgotten he was there. He takes in Steve’s disheveled state and decides he doesn’t care either. He nods at you for a second before diving back in, a little more aggressive than before, eliciting a choked moan from you. He can hear Steve’s quiet gasp from the corner and peaks at him from his peripherals, he can see the tight fabric of Steve’s jeans shifting over his thigh as his cock fills it out. He has to hold in a scoff as he watches Steve clear his throat and press the heel of his palm into it. 

He focuses back on you and notices your eyes pull from Steve and shut quickly, your thighs tensing in his lap and your hips twitch into his again, a soft whine spilling out of your lips. He feels his head clouding with your high, the closeness, and the absurdity of the situation. He pulls away from you and tries his hardest to ignore the disappointed sound that leaves your lips. He licks his lips, drinking up the extra blood there, ignoring the drop that’s begun to slide down his neck. “Still high enough, baby?” 

He’s stroking your back as you nod, your head resting on his shoulder, eyes closed, and turned to Steve. Eddie looks back over to him, taking in his desperate figure. He started another joint and is suddenly very interested in the burning bud at the end. “What were you guys talking about? Before I came in?” Eddie’s voice is low and calm, Steve stiffens up before shaking his head, shrugging, and taking another hit. “I don’t know- Stuff I guess.”

“We were talking about you, Eddie.” You confess and Steve chokes on his smoke. “About how it feels when- when you drink me.” Eddie’s eyebrows raise to his hairline, his hand never stopping its movements as he turns to Steve. “Really? And what were you saying?”

Steve’s shaking his head and waving his hands at you to stop as he continues his coughing fit. You would’ve listened if your eyes were open. “I was telling him about how good it feels.” Your voice is airy and far away, making Eddie smile. “About how much I love it.” Steve’s eyes are wide and staring at you before flickering up to Eddie and playing it off with a shrug. 

“Yeah... It’s- She was just telling me about it.” Eddie looks down at you for confirmation and sees your brows furrow in confusion. Steve offers the joint to you quietly to shut you up. 

“What do you think about it?” Steve’s blood runs cold. His cock is twitching in his pants as he analyzes what Eddie said, unable to believe where this conversation may lead. “I think I- It sounds good- nice.” He tries to keep away from Eddie’s gaze because he just can’t, he’s never had this look directed at him. He’s seen it once or twice, whenever Eddie got particularly hungry and you were making him wait… he never thought it’d be directed at him. “You think you’d like it, Stevie?” 

He gasps at the question, at the nickname. He can feel his cock beginning to cry into his briefs, he’s praying to any god that it’s not showing through, that Eddie can’t see the way he’s pulsing beneath his jeans. “Yeah. I think I would.” He takes a breath and meets Eddie’s eyes. “You want a taste of me, Munson?” You whine from under Eddie’s head and Steve notices you’ve been watching the whole time. 

Guilt rips through him for a moment, his thoughts hadn’t gone that far, and they hadn’t expanded to think that you may not be okay with this. Even if you’re right there, you’re all high out of your minds maybe you don’t-

You’re kissing Eddie, moaning into his mouth and openly grinding into his lap. He pulls away to whisper to you, placing a hand on your hip to slow your pace as you whine at him. You guys have a little conversation as Steve breathes a sigh of relief. Either you’re okay with it or you just don’t care. He’s perfectly fine with either option- as long as you aren’t mad at him. 

Your hands come behind Eddie’s head, gripping his hair lightly and nodding against him, your hips still humping the prominent bulge in his pants. “Harrington.” Eddie's voice is domineering, his eyes are still on you. Steve gaps and goes red at the dramatic sound. Eddie turns to him with a smile and his hand out, his thick leather bracelet choking his veiny arm. “C’mere.” Steve has to consciously hold in a whimper at the rasp in his voice, he subtly presses his palm into his dick as he awkwardly crawls to Eddie. 

You’re shakily undoing Eddie’s belt as he pulls Steve in, a hand on his shoulder as he settles next to him. His eyes stay on a flustered Steve as he lifts his hips for you to pull his pants down. “So here’s what’s gonna happen; she’s gonna ride me, you can kiss her, touch her, just don’t fall in love.” Steve’s about to laugh but when he looks up Eddie is dead serious, Steve swallows and nods curtly. “I’m gonna feed on you, just a bit and you’re definitely gonna love it.” Eddie’s eyes flicker to the crotch of Steve’s pants, the obvious bugle, and the rapidly spreading wet spot at his tip. 

Steve nods more eagerly as you rub Eddie between your lips, he gets to watch Eddie’s eyes roll back with a gasp, and his fangs slide out of his gums. His eyes are softer when they come back around, turning to you with a soft smile. “Put it in, sweetheart. Mhm- yeah.” His eyes close again and his brows furrow. Eddie’s hand rests itself on Steve’s shoulder and grips his hair as you slide down onto his cock. He’s pulling tighter the more you take, whispering out praises of you but directed at Steve. “Oh, she’s taking it slow. Fuck. It’s cause she getting j- jealous. Hah- Fuck. She’s punishing me. Aren’t you, honey?” You moan and whine out an affirmative response. Steve’s eyes are in the back of his head, his body going slack, sliding down as he fumbles with his pants, desperately trying to get his hands on his cock. He’s trying to hold in his noises, feeling like he’ll disturb the moment between the two of you but when his eyes focus again Eddie’s giving him a disapproving stare. “Don’t hold anything in. What’s the point of that?”

Eddie wraps his hand around Steve’s head and pulls him back up, bending down slightly to kiss him. He’s surprised at the softness of Steve’s lips, how quickly his mouth opens for him, and the little moans he’s letting out. You pull Eddie back by his hair and force his eyes to meet yours. “No.” You let him go roughly and keep your eyes on his as you pull Steve in, only turning when your lips are about to meet his. Steve’s in the clouds at all the stimulation he’s receiving.

He can hear Eddie whining, moaning, and chuckling at your reaction but he can only focus on your angry whimpers into his lips. Steve brings his hand up to your face, pulling you in and pressing the lower part of your back so you grind against Eddie. He can’t help but smile as your whines become higher in pitch, and you melt into his lips, your hands resting in his hair, scratching his scalp softly. He tries to stay focused on you but Eddie’s hands are stroking over his neck now, his nails scraping gently. Steve feels Eddie’s breath ghost over his ear, he assumes you could feel it too by the way you moan into his mouth. 

“Ready, Harrington?” Steve barely has time to register what Eddie’s asking before he feels two tips push through his skin, he feels pain shoot through his shoulder before an overwhelming amount of pleasure flows through his entire body. He has to pull away from your lips, one hand coming behind Eddie’s head to keep him in place. “FU-ck that’s- Holy shit I-” Steve can’t even form a coherent thought as he feels Eddie’s lips lift into a smirk against his skin. You’re fumbling with his underwear, wiggling your hand underneath the waistband, and finally pulling his soaked cock out of its confines. He moans again at the cold air on his wet shaft, it’s drawn even longer when you wrap your hand around it. 

You don’t even need to move your hand, Steve’s hips buck into your fist all on their own so you focus back on Eddie. You place kisses on his exposed neck, stretched from turning to drink Steve. You bite him as your hips slightly speed in their slow grinding rhythm. Your kisses turn sloppy as you focus on the way he feels inside you. You’re mind is getting cloudier by the second and you can hear Eddie moaning into Steve’s neck, and the gurgle of blood with every whimper. Eddie pulls away violently and pulls you away from his neck, shoving your lips to his instantly. 

His hips are thrusting up into you frantically at the thought of Steve’s blood smearing all over your face. He reaches blindly beside him and pushes your hand off of Steve’s cock, taking matters into his own hands as he separates from you. “Eddie.” You whine his name out, earning a moan from Eddie and a whine from Steve. 

Eddie places his other hand on your lower back, pulling you close, forcing you to hump him. Your clit bumps into his thick patch of curls and you feel like you may float away. 

You’re surrounded by whimpering and whining men. You can hear the wetness of your pussy in time with the slick noise of Eddie’s hand moving over Steve’s cock. He’s fucking you both to the same tempo. You moan into Eddie’s face, pulling him in for a brief kiss before moving to Steve. 

You hear Eddie moan beside you and Steve’s hands bury in your hair, gripping gently as his hips begin to fuck into Eddie’s fist. Steve pulls you closer and breaks the kiss, moving down your neck and licking your skin like it’s his favorite flavor. He keeps his hand on the back of your neck as he kisses every square inch of your neck, moaning along with you at the feeling. 

He works his way back to your jaw, his lips lingering by your ear, letting shuddering breaths blow over the shell of it. “Please tell me you’re cl-ose” His voice cracks into a whine and his hips stutter in Eddie’s grip.

You moan and grind faster against Eddie, his moans go from low groans to frantic whimpers. He leans to the side and buries his face in Steve's neck, trying to muffle the way you make him feel. 

You can feel his cock twitching and stiffening even more as he nears his orgasm. His moans become more unrestrained as he gets closer to the edge. Your eyes are focused on Eddie despite the way Steve is gnawing at your ear lobe. You watch his fangs slide out from his gums again, a telltale sign his orgasm is about to seize him. 

You pull Steve out of your neck by his hair and you’re shocked at his expression, his brows furrowed even though his eyes are rolled back. You can see his adam’s apple bouncing as he tries to calm himself. “M’ onna cum- I can’t- M’sorry-“ 

His sentence cuts off with a gasp as Eddie lurched for you, making sure to keep his hand working over his cock while he dug his fangs into your previous punctures, making sure it stings. You and Steve moan into each other's mouths, cumming at the same time. 

Your orgasm crashes into you like a train. Just ripping through you, destroying your every thought. You can feel Eddie’s moans vibrating against your neck as you cum and his nails dig into your hips, leaving crescents as his orgasm flows over him. His hips press up into you, filling you with his dick completely before cumming. 

His head rips from your neck to moan your name against it. Steve leans back, resting against Eddie a bit as he ruts into you. His hand leaves Steve’s cock and plays with your clit. Eddie knows you came, he knows you’re sensitive but he also knows that you’ll clamp down on his cock every time he rubs over your clit. So he plays with you until he’s satisfied. He lets you squeeze around him as he fills you up, moaning about how good you feel and apologies. “I know y-you’re sensitiv-ve, baby.” 

His words tremble with the tenses of his stomach, his load pumping into you, groaning with each pulse of his cock and whimpering every time he rubs over your tender clit. 

It takes a little bit for you all to come down. Your face is resting in Eddie’s neck and his in yours as Steve rests his head on Eddie’s shoulder. You’re all panting quietly into the silence of the room until Steve starts snoring lightly. Your head lifts at the same time as Eddie’s and you both smile softly at his sweaty, red face, relaxed in sleep.

Eddie turns back to you, careful not to move too much. “Did you like that?” He asks gently, eye piercing yours in his questioning. You think it over for a moment. You had moments of jealousy, you didn’t really care for Eddie feeding off of Steve but you can’t deny the fact that the entire situation was hot. “I think… Did you like feeding off of Steve?”

Eddie’s eyebrows shoot to his hairline as an annoying smirk works its way onto his face. “You’re not wondering about the fact that I just jerked another guy off?” He chuckles quietly and embarrassment bubbles in your stomach. “Did you not like it?” He asks with the same smirk. 

“Don’t be mean Eddie. I just- I don’t know. Since you’ve been feeding off me it’s only been me.” Your eyes look down at Eddie’s stomach, trying to avoid his gaze at all costs. “And I know how it feels… It might not feel like anything to you but I feel like it’s super intimate? I don’t know. I just- I don’t think I’d want you to feed off of anyone else? Like this time is fine cause I kissed him… Whatever. If you c- If you could avoid it though?” He stays silent and you can’t even bring yourself to look at him. 

It feels a little unfair; what you’re asking. It’s like asking someone to only have one type of food for the rest of their lives. “I mean I understand if you don’t listen to me. I’m just sa- I’m just saying how I feel about it..? I get it’s a lot to ask. I’m sorry.” You feel Eddie’s hands rub over your back before lifting your face, tilting you toward him. He shakes his head lightly and kisses you. It’s feather-light but sends a shock through you, his hand cradles your jaw, rubbing his thumb back and forth before pulling away. 

“It’s not a lot to ask, baby. You’re my favorite taste anyway.” He says with a shrug and a smile. You wrap your arms around him as best you can and you all fall asleep that way. 

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𖦹 ࣪˖ drunk on halloween. x.minghao

“on that halloween, you told me you weren’t drinking. i believed you.”

summary- your best friend seokmin told you not to mess around with minghao. even if it was only one time. now you’re avoiding minghao and all the feelings he gives you. when jun invites you to his halloween party how can you avoid minghao when he’s jun’s best friend. it’ll hopefully be fine. wrong!!

warnings- angst, smoking weed, alcoholic consumption, slow burn kinda???, sorry if this is long, smut with plot, doggystyle, softdom!minghao,sub!reader, dirty talk, pet names- baby, love,pretty, creampie, makeup sex, kinda mean reader, lmk if i missed anything

authors note- hello!!! people are really be so nice about my works im gonna cry i hope you guys like this one<3

you couldn’t have asked the universe for a better best friend. seokmin was so sweet to you and would drop anything if that meant you needed him. he knows you like the back of his hand. he is the best friend anyone would love to have. you appreciate him and all of his kind gestures. he would walk you to class and walk you home. he would grab you food and get you snacks without expecting anything in return. you were happy to be living with seokmin. the only con about seokmin was his friends.

not that you didn’t like them or anything they were great. you loved seokmins friends. just not who they bring over sometimes. which is fine you and seokmin live in a shared dorm so it is his space too. the first day you met minghao you told seokmin immediately after that he was cute and asked if he single.

seokmin seemed uncomfortable with your question. “yes he is single. but that is because he chooses to be. he has a lot of people interested in him. he doesn’t necessarily choose one..” he says kinda sounding uneasy. “okay thats fine he’s literally so hot i’d fuck.” he shakes his head. “i don’t think thats a good idea.” you ignored him. you shouldn’t have but you did.

you got with minghao the next week. he fucked you at his house and paying no attention to you ever again. you kinda expected that but what you didn’t expect was to never stop thinking about him. you would do anything to stop yourself from thinking about him. how could you? hes seokmins friend and he is always invited over to the hangouts at the dorm. minghao never saying a word to you other than a quick greeting when he arrives with the others. you tried not to let this hurt your feelings. you don’t know why you cared as much as you did. seokmin told you multiple times that it was a bad idea. you fucked yourself over. feelings were never supposed to be involved. but they always get involved with you. you fall quickly and for the wrong people.

if you would’ve just listened to seokmin you wouldn’t be crying in your room while him and all his friends are downstairs drinking. you don’t even know why you were sobbing in bed at 7:30pm when you could easily be drinking.

hearing a knock on your door. “y/n you gonna come down? i miss you.” you hear seokmim say thru the door. “i-i think im gonna pass tonight seok. im not feeling good.” you say trying to sound as normal as possible through your tears. “are you okay? can i come in?” he says a little louder through the door. “no!!! its okay seokmin i think im just gonna sleep it off. go have fun!!.” he sighs and says okay before heading back downstairs.

this occurred every time the guys would hangout at your dorm. you would have an excuse not to hangout with them. like “oh no i have homework.” “can’t i have work.” “going over to my friends tonight.” seokmin caught on pretty quick. he is not stupid and his is your best friend after all. so he stopped having the guys come to your dorm so much. wanting you to get the space and time you need. he would always go to their place. never forgetting to invite you of course.

always politely declining telling seokmin you’ll see him when he gets home. seokmin asks if the guys can come over later saying that minghao wouldn’t be there. giving you a feeling of relief you agree quickly and watch as he leaves for the day. you’re expecting them to come later in the night so you buy yourself sometime to get ready and cook some dinner. not paying attention to the short shorts and tank top you’re wearing without a bra. you’re in your dorm why wouldn’t you be comfortable.

not checking to see that seokmin sent you a text saying he would be home early with minghao included with the rest of the guys. you continue to cook your food sitting down to eat as the front door opens. you immediately see him cursing at yourself forgetting what you’re wearing and what you’re listening to. quickly turning it off. greeting all of the boys that came over. getting up to hug seokmin. he hugs you back quickly whispering to you “i’m sorry i sent you a text saying he was gonna come late but he showed up with jun i hope it’ll be okay.” you nod smiling at seokmin. “it’s okay i can just go up to my room.” he shakes his head. “please don’t i want to hangout with you too i don’t want to have to choose. come onnn vernon brought over some weed. come on lets smoke a little and then you can decide if you want to leave.”

you sigh before deciding you didn’t want to watch love island in your room alone right now and follow seokmin into the living room. “y/n is joining us tonight boys.” you hear him say smiling before sitting in between vernon and soonyoung. “damn im surprised you never want to hangout with us.” vernon says side hugging you slightly. “not true im just- busy.” you hope they believe your terrible lie knowing that you are not busy at all. very much the opposite. watching the other three boys pass the joint slowly making its way to you. you take a couple hits catching a few glances from minghao. you choose to ignore him as a whole like he does to you. “what about tmr? you coming to my halloween party?” you hear jun say causing all the boys to look at you waiting for your answer. “u-uh maybe we’ll have to see. i don’t even have a costume.” you quickly look at seokmin who is just listening to you. “just be like a cat or something.” minghao blurts out. “how original thank you minghao.” you say sarcastically not even looking his way. “just a suggestion.” he says going back to look at his phone. you roll your eyes taking a couple more hits of the joint before turning on the movie for the night.

you enjoyed hanging out with them tonight. the extra company is nice and you always enjoyed smoking with them. they are pretty funny while high. waving them goodbye as they are leaving around midnight after seokmin ordered them a uber each of them too high to drive. heading up to your room to lay down. hearing a slight knock on your door. “are you going to sleep? do you want to cuddle?” you hear seokmin ask quickly getting up to let him into your room. “of course.” you pull him into your room and lay in your bed laying down with him in your arms. “can i sleep here i don’t wanna get up.” he laughs and pulls you closer. “mhm.” you respond falling asleep in his arms. him falling asleep shortly after you.

—

the next day consisted of seokmin taking you shopping to get a costume for juns party. you have decided to go with a pirate to match seokmin. arriving back at home a little bit before 5pm. you finish getting ready 30 mins after hoping into the shower. “seokmin what do we think?” you ask walking into the living room where he’s waiting for you. he looks at you up and down. “okay im not trying to be weird or anything but you look really fucking hot.” he doesn’t take his eyes off you. “its not weird seok i don’t mind but are you serious does it look good?” he nods “if you weren’t my best friend-“ you cut him off “okay thats enough you pervert lets go.” he laughs at you and grabs his keys and your hand heading to his car. “okay are we going straight to juns?” seokmin nods starting the car. making your way to juns.

—

arriving 15 mins later. “okay!!! we need to set some rules.” seokmin says turning to look at you. “rules? seokmin why do i need rules.” he laughs “the only rule is you can’t leave me.” he says getting out of the car after you. “okay deal.” you guys head into juns house looking around knowing little to no one.

this is gonna be a long night. you thought to yourself making your way over with seokmin to greet your friends. “guys!!! im so happy you made it.” jun pulls you both into a hug. “most of the guys are outside by the pool or probably getting a drink. ill let them know you’re here.” you smile at jun. minghao walking up with vernon to you three shortly after the encounter. “wassup guys. dang y/n your costume looks very good.” vernon say slightly eyeing you receiving a mental glare from minghao and a real glare from seokmin. “and she is off limits okay. you guys have hurt her enough.” seokmin doesn’t know why he said this receiving a weird look from minghao. “uh im gonna go find soonyoung.” minghao says quickly walking off. “sorry.” seokmin whispers to you then going back to talking to jun.

the night feels like a blur. not because you’re intoxicated. you’re in fact very sober. sober to the point where seokmins screaming the music is making your head hurt. “seok im getting some fresh air.” he nods not paying anymore attention to you as you walk through the crowd. one things you didn’t want to see is minghao tongue deep in one of your friends mouth. not even paying attention to anyone else around them. you know you shouldn’t be watching this but it’s hard to look away. you don’t know how or why but not you were full on sobbing. you push your way out of the house to the front lawn. you sigh hearing someone call out your name. “y/n! what are you doing outside? its fucking cold.” minghao says coming to sit next to you. “what do you want?” he laughs “what’s wrong? you seem upset.” you look at him intensely trying not to burst into tears again. “minghao can’t you just leave me alone? go back to getting drunk and fucking random girls.” you say looking away from him. “actually im not drinking tonight. im perfectly sober.” he says getting up and walking away without another word. leaving you with your thoughts.

—

20 mins later you finally decide you should probably go back inside. walking in eyes immediately looking for minghao. seeing him being led into one of the rooms by a different girl. you scoff immediately heading to get a strong drink. you take a couple shots and get your drink searching for seokmin now being stopped my soonyoung. “if you’re looking for seokmin im pretty sure he’s fucking a girl.” he says casually smiling at you. “oh thanks. when you see him will you tell him i walked home?”

“wait ur leaving? how come its only 10:30.” he says looking confused. “i just am not feeling great actually. so ill be leaving now bye soonyoung!” you wave quickly before walking out of juns house. starting your drunk journey home. it was a long but much needed walk. you have cried the whole way home.

how am i sitting here drunk still think about him. he is fucking sober and im not in a single thought in his mind. you think to yourself using your keys to open your front door. quickly heading to the bathroom for a much needed bath. locking the bathroom door behind you.

it is has been 20 mins of you sitting in your bath tub listening to your music quietly. still slightly drunk. you have decided you were in the bathroom long enough. just wanting to sleep. quickly getting ready for bed. “i really hope seokmin doesn’t come home all loud.” you think out loud before climbing in your bed at instantly falling asleep.

you wake up feeling like absolute shit. only remembering seeing minghao with those girls. its all thats been on your mind. he is all that is ever on your mind. you really wish he wasn’t. all you can do is sit and think about him with others. he wasn’t even drunk. he just doesn’t care. it is too early for you to be crying over this. you sigh getting out of bed to brush your teeth shortly after heading to the kitchen for water. immediately heading back to your room not even looking for seokmin.

your phone vibrating when you get back into your room.

seok💖- hey u ok? soonyoung said you went home early. i stayed over here over night. ill be home in a few ok<3

you- yup im great. and its fine no rush

you turn off your phone crawling into your bed immediately falling back asleep for a couple more hours. waking up slightly hearing the front door open downstairs. getting up to see him. “seok??” “yea its me.” you hear him come into your room beating you on your way out. “hi missed you.” you say giving him a hug. “i missed you too. you okay? you seem off.” he says taking in your exhausted appearance. “just didn’t have much fun last night.” you try to lie to him but you know he will get you to tell him anyways so might as well tell him whats wrong. “you sure?” he says moving some hair out of your face. “u-uh actually its minghao.” his expressions shifts to a more serious one. “what the fuck did he do this time? im gonna kill him.” he says sitting both of you onto your bed. “he didn’t necessarily do anything. im just fucking in love with him and he doesn’t even bat an eye at me. when i went to get some air he followed me out and talked to me for a bit and i told him that he should go back to drinking and kissing whatever girl he was kissing. he walked off and then i saw him with another girl when i was looking for you.” he sighs “y/n im so sorry you had to watch him with two girls i know that must’ve hurt. is there anything i can do to make you feel better?” he rubs your shoulder kissing your forehead sweetly. “no no its ok seok im just glad you’re here.” you smile at him “but enough about me!!! soonyoung said you were with a girl last night um hello tell me the details!!!” you say pushing him playfully.

“shes in my theater class. her name is iya and i think im gonna ask her to be my girlfriend. last night was actually crazy. i have never had my dick sucked so good.” he laughs

“okay first of all! cute i like iya shes nice and let me help you plan a way to ask her!!! last part was not needed but thanks for teling me.” you laugh with him. “i really like her. she slept over with me but i had to leave early to check in on you.” you scoff. “seok what the fuck why would u leave her for me rn you know im just fine rotting in my room. you better go back and hangout with her or i will kill you.” you say pulling him from your bed pushing him out of your room. “okay okay fine! you sure you’ll be ok here all alone?” you nod quickly pushing him more. “go go!” he laughs walking downstairs waving before leaving the house again. you smile walking back to your room turning on a show to pass the time.

you were so invested in love island that you didn’t even realize minghao has sent you a text. which is weird because he never texts you or talks to you at all.

minghao- hey are you home?

you- um yes why?

minghao- can i come over?

you are panicking. why would minghao want to come over? you swear if he wants another quick fuck then to blow you off again you’re not having it.

you- look im not in the mood for sex right now especially not with you.

minghao- uh ok. i was asking because i wanted to talk to you about something. if you don’t feel like it thats ok

what could he possibly want to talk to you about?

you- what do you want to talk about? why can’t we just do it over text?

minghao- i would rather tell you in person. just let me come over i won’t stay too long.

you- okay but don’t judge me im not getting ready for you.

minghao- ok thats fine. i bet you still look cute.

what the fuck? you thought to yourself. y/n this isn’t real. you have to be seeing things because this is the most minghao has ever said to you since you fucked him. you’re beyond confused and scared to see what he has to say to you.

some time passes with you nervously waiting upon his arrival. you hear a slight knock on the door immediately running to open the door. “hello.” you say letting him walk in. “hi.” he laughs at you and sits on the couch waiting for you to join.

sitting beside him on the couch. “so uh what did you want to talk to me about?” you shift nervously fulling looking at minghao. “this is gonna be kinda a lot.” he says sighing “y/n i think im in love with you. i think i have been since we had sex. i have been thinking about you everyday and seeing you with seokmin all the time. fuck it drives me crazy. i have never caught feelings for anyone like this before y/n. you are all my thoughts consume of.” he looks at you waiting for you to say something, anything. “minghao i’m in love with you too. i know i am but im sorry i cant stop thinking about how you probably fucked those girls you were with last night and the fact that you were sober it just doesn’t sit right with me.”

he sighs “y/n i wasn’t sober. i was drunk. i dont fucking know why i said that to you. i just wanted to make you jealous but when i saw you didn’t care i just said fuck it and went with that girl. but she will never be you. none of them will. i swear it didn’t mean a single thing.” he is holding your hands now.

“you told me you weren’t drinking and i believed you.” you say kinda laughing at yourself. “i don’t know how i clearly was drunk. but i swear i only want you okay? i want to be with you i don’t want to be with a different girl or guy every night okay? i want to be with you every night. i want to wake up and see you. i want you.” he says pulling you into a kiss. you kiss him back feeling him pull you onto his lap. moaning into his lips slowly grinding down onto him. “fuck im hard do you want to go to your room?” he asks marking you with hickeys as he talks. you shake your head no. “mm cant wait just fuck me here.” you say pulling off your shirt. him copying your movements to remove his shirt as well. “shit okay.” he groans at the feeling of you still grinding on his cock. “baby let me finger you so you won’t be so tight for me.” he says tugging your shorts down your legs. moving you so your back his against his chest slowly moving his hands down your thighs. “please hao.” he moves your panties to the side sliding his fingers over your folds slowly. “hao huh? i like that nickname. baby you’re fucking soaking through your panties.” you nod grinding down onto his fingers. he pushes a finger into you quickly pumping it in and out of you. the noise of your wetness, moans, and his grunts being the only things heard. “hao im ready! please fuck me i can’t wait i n-need it.” now fucking yourself onto his finger. “yea baby? you sure? don’t want to hurt you..” you nod quickly grinding harder onto his finger.

“ you sure my love?” he asks you again pulling his finger out and bringing it to his mouth. “y-yes please!.” he kisses your cheek. “you taste so fucking good love. you’re so good for me. let me give you what you want.” he shifts from under you. “ass up face down baby.” he states you quickly complying. “condom baby?” you shake your head. “just fucking put it in minghao!” hes taken aback “shit you sure? are you on the pill?.” you nod your head looking back at him slightly wiggling your ass towards him. watching his pull his pants and underwear down letting his dick free lining up with you.

he pushes inside you without warning groaning out. “hao! fuck you’re so fucking big.” you start to fuck yourself back onto his dick. he pulls your back up against his chest. and starts to fuck you deep. you’re immediately gone in the feeling all thoughts leaving you feeling how deep he is. “most perfect pussy huh darling?” he groans kissing down your neck. no words are even thought at this moment. you hope he isn’t expecting you to talk because you actually can’t. “hmm my baby can’t form any words am i fucking you too good?” he says teasingly fucking you rougher. still no response. minghao doesn’t mind tho he just continues his movements moaning into your ear. “h-hao im coming!” you say clenching against him. “cum for me pretty.” he said coming immediately with you following after him. he doesn’t stop his deeps thrusts are more shallow and rough now. “t-too much minghao.” you voice yourself to say causing him to hum slowly pulling out of you. “m’sorry baby. i got kinda carried away it felt so good.” he says before pulling you to kiss him. suddenly the front door is opening to reveal a shocked seokmin. “um what the fuck.” he says covering his eyes. “SEOKMIN OH MY GOD.” you quickly pull your shorts on and grab minghaos shirt sliding it on. “you’re home so..soon.” minghao is laughing at you putting his pants back on. “yes but why is he here.” he says not looking minghaos way at all. “he came and talked to me and confessed.” you smile at seokmin. “and we’re dating now.“ minghao says pulling you into a hug. “we are?” “if you would like that.” seokmin just witnessing the whole thing. “okay okay whatever but if you hurt her again i will actually fucking cut off your dick off and feed it to you.” seokmin says while smiling at minghao. you just laughing rolling your eyes at your best friends remarks. “i promise.” minghao says pulling you into a kiss.

[whyse7vn]

BREAKING POINT -

[ ot7 x reader ]

this is like super short pls forgive me tan twitter tl for context

tan on twitter!!!

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: yoongi pls unblock me on twitter

yoongi: kill yourself

tae: i tried guys why doesn’t he love me 💔

y/n: that was a pathetic try

tae: guess what

y/n: what?

tae: ligma man..

y/n: ligma??

jimin: no way 😭

jk: baby…

namjoon: really

y/n: WHAT???

jin: i’m with her

wtf you guys on about??

hobi: this is a sad day

tae: LIGMA FUCKING BALLS BITCH

y/n: drown

jimin: ur fault tbh

hobi: real

y/n: leave me alone

jin: look you made her upset idiots

y/n: IM NOT UPSET

hobi: cheer up baby ❤️

namjoon: it’s okay tae upsets me all the time

y/n: im fine

hobi: bts song

jk: i know bts

tae: me 2

y/n: i want to stab you with a pencil

tae: watch out namjoon

namjoon: she is definitely talking to you

tae: proof?

hobi: bts?

jimin: i’m gonna bts outta you shut the fuck up

hobi: aw man :/

jk: bts?

jin: beat the shit

tae: beat MY shit

jk: woah

yoongi: he actually needs to kill himself wow

tae: @y/n u 2

y/n: LEAVE ME ALONE

jimin: she’s mad

y/n: I’M NOT MAD

jin: y/n are you still with that scoups guy?

namjoon: didn’t we just find out they we’re together like a week ago?

jk: WE DID????

jin: she moves on fast tho so idk

y/n: NO I DONT????

jimin: yoongi mingyu jk scoups mark wonho minho san all of us

there’s more hold on i’m thinking

hobi: all of us?

jk: say sike…

y/n: ARE YOU FUCKING SICK???????

jin: woah major slut alertttttt

namjoon: shut up

y/n: ONLY LIKE 4 OF THOSE NAMES ARE RIGHT

jk: what

y/n: AND IVE ONLY FUCKED 2 OF THEM SO KILL YOURSELF LEAVE ME ALONE

yoongi: she’s a grown woman

y/n: RIGHT

sorry i’m hot as fuck and pull bitches it’s not my fault

jin: u mid

y/n: ur 30

jin: ok please leave me alone i’m sorry

tae: my body count is also 2

jimin: -2

tae: ummmm?

jk: i’ve killed no one

i could of but don’t worry

namjoon: ??

hobi: fyi she did not deny being with scoups

jimin: TRUE

jk: NO

y/n: i deny it

jimin: too late we know

jin: SLUT

sorry

pls i’m sorry i didn’t mean it pls don’t be mean to me

please oh my god i’m sorry it slipped out

love u

please

y/n: THIS IS NOT FEMINISM

namjoon: it’s okay if ur with him

jk: NO ITS NOT STOP SAYING THAT WHATS UR FUCKING ISSUE STUPID STUPID STUPID

y/n: IM NOT

tae: who have you fucked

yoongi: are you stupid?

tae: no i’m curious

hobi: OH IM CURIOUS YEAH

wow i love shinee

y/n can you please start talking to minho again and then get married to him so i can be at his wedding and we can be forever connected

jk: SHUT UR MOUTH

y/n: you guys know so much about my relationship life it actually makes me want to throw up

jimin: ur easy to stalk

hobi: she’s fucked jk and yoongi

tae: and me

jin: in dreams doesn’t count

yoongi: lol

tae: LOL AWAY FROM ME YOU NASTY BITCH

U THINK UR WINNING BUT UR FUCKING NOT

WHEN ME AND Y/N GET MARRIED IT WILL BE ME KIM TAEHYUNG WHO LOLS IN UR FUCKING FACE

YOU RAT

yoongi: L

tae: no

yoongi: O

tae: YOU FUCKING STOP RIGJT NOW MIN YOONGI

yoongi: L

tae: 6pm seoul south korea apartment block C floor 7 door number 279 a ak47 a man a mask and a fucking dream

namjoon: wow ok that’s great!!

nice vogue shoot btw jungkook!

jk: I WILL NOT FUCK U GO AWAY

namjoon: oh my fucking god

hobi: scottish pride!!

jimin: ???

hobi: was he not wearing a kilt?

jimin: a what?

hobi: killing myself

jin: why they put you in that dirty ass bathroom omg?

tae: dirty shoot for a dirty man

jin: ?

tae: what?

jin: just a bit crazy coming from u

y/n: tae you need to shower

tae: you in love

ha

fucking bitch

jin: do you fuck her or fight her damn?

jimin: right he’s pissing me off

tae: can you leave me alone i’m going through a lot rn

jk: dick

tae: ??

jk: a lot of dick

yoongi: lmao

namjoon: he likes men?

hobi: ewwwwwwwwwwww

jimin: homophobia?????????

jk: yes so he’s going through them

cuz he does not like y/n

yoongi: you say this like every 2 weeks

jk: because it is true

y/n: thank god

jk: no thank men

hobi: thx men

jin: so it’s not jimin?

jimin: what??

tae: i’ve never touched another man let alone sleep with one

hobi: amen

y/n: now that is just not true

namjoon: who cares

tae: I DO

hobi: no one will ever say those words to you

jin: i will

tae: fr 🥲?

jin: LOL

tae: ok kys

and fuck that bitch y/n

yoongi: have

tae left “tan on twitter”

hobi: cuteness overload ^_^

y/n: what crawled up his ass today tf

jk: hi do you need me do you want me do you love me

namjoon: can we just talk about life or like

jin: let me guess trees?

jimin: weed?

jk: OH MY GOD NAMJOON WANTS TO TALK ABOUT WEED

hobi: life is a downward spiral noting matters we are all slowly dying the government hates us money is worthless drugs are all around our water is running out

jk: where is it running out of

let’s catch it

y/n: tae was being super weird right?

hobi: super shy

namjoom: what’s new

hobi: new hair

namjoon: stop

hobi: forgive me master

namjoon: i’m at my breaking point

jimin: breaking bad

jin: drugs?

jimin: it all links back to namjoon…

jk: omgggggg namjoon is this true……..

namjoon: LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE

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pls lmk if you like the twitter concept idk if i’m feeling her yet but if you guys are i will do more idk trying to be different 🙈

[gh0stsp1d3r]

hi hi!! im in love w ur writing, and ur ‘alright’ fic was so good omg.. after reading it i just had to request something

i was thinking abt hobie with a gf that has a symbiote (like venom). like like maybe her hiding it from him?? either bc she’s scared of his reaction or scared of herself.. if that makes sense. probably an angst to fluff, but im down for anything tbh!!

Different

Warnings- Angsty, fluffy, fem! Reader, this is long I got carried away, not too angsty but I tried ):

If you’ve watched fantastic mr fox, that is what I based some of this off of. If you haven’t go watch it omg it’s so good

“What the hell are you?” You asked, panicked as you looked at whatever it was. The purple and dark pink sludge looking back at you, razor sharp teeth and small narrow eyes pointed at you.

“I am agony.”

“Oh great. What a great name. No, I mean what the hell are you? Like some sort of sludge toxic thingie?” You tried to get away from it, but you didn’t realize it was connected to you.

“I’m from another planet. You are my host. We are bonded.” Her voice was raspy, and sharp. She spat every word laced with venom:

“The fuck I am-“

The purple and pink sludge started to overtake your body, you helped in shock, trying to get it off. But soon, you were confused as your limbs weren’t yours, and you started to jump around. You were inside of the alien, or was the alien now you? You had no clue.

“What the hell..! Let me out!” You shouted.

“I’m hungry.” The alien snarled, and continued its adventure. It turned to a corner, jumping quickly and fast to an alley.

“What the hell is that!” One man shouted, and you heard the cries of multiple others. One man whimpered as the alien neared closer to him, he was backed up on a wall. Agony picked the man up, and bit his head clean off. You gasped and panicked inside.

Police sirens blared, the alien snapped its head back as it feasted on the brains of the man. Agony quickly realized what was happening, and started to run up a wall, and running far far away.

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That’s how it had started. You and agony since then have established rules, no coming out near Hobie or anyone else, but especially Hobie. And no more biting peoples heads off, she liked chocolate now, along with some other meats.

Hobie and you have been dating for a year now, and you’ve only been with Agony for about a month. You didn’t wanna ruin the relationship because of it.

You had been on the down low for a little bit now, trying to find out what it all meant, and trying to figure out if there was others like you.

“So, we still up for that date tonight? (:” Hobie texted you, you picked up your phone and texted back. “Yeah, of course. Love you see you then (;”

“𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕...?“ Agony asked from beside you as she read your text message.

“What? That?” You pointed to the (; that you sent Hobie.

“𝒀𝒆𝒔.“

“It’s a winking face. Y’Know…” you winked.

She gave you a weird look.

“𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.. 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒊 𝒈𝒐 𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘? 𝑰𝒎 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆.“

“No. I’ve already told you, Hobies a superhero, and if you get caught eating people I’m gonna get in trouble for it. And he’s still out looking for you. So no.”

You were scared to tell Hobie. Terrified. Especially since he was a superhero. Hobie seriously loved you, and you loved him, and you didn’t wanna ruin it.

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You knocked on Hobies door, He opened it quickly with a smile.

“Hi.” You walked in.

“Hi, love.” He kissed you. “Been a while, sorry that I couldn’t see you or nothin’. Been busy.”

“Nah, it’s fine. Being spider man is probably busy.”

“Yeah.” He laughed as you sat down on the couch.

“So, how’s work and stuff..?” He asked you.

“Pretty good.”

“That’s nice.”

“How’s being spiderman?”

“It’s… a lot. Still got no luck with that weird alien creature.” He chuckled, sitting down next to you, putting his guitar down. He put his arm around your shoulder as you both caught up. He then put on a movie.

You heard agony say “𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒔.“ in your head but you ignored her.

Hobie got up and made some popcorn, and fetched you both beers.

He then sat back down, you both made yourselves comfortable against each other, and watched the movie with the bowl of popcorn in between.

You suddenly felt lightheaded. You went into the bathroom for a second.

“What is it Agony?” You said annoyed, shutting the door.

“𝑰’𝒎 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚.“

“I’m literally eating right now-“

“𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓.“

“For the last fucking time, no.”

“𝑰𝒇 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘, 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.“

Hobie listened in on the conversation, who were you talking to? He didn’t mean to be creepy but he heard you and got curious.

When he heard that sentence, it sounded like a threat he opened the door. And was met with something he didn’t expect.

The alien and you looked at him.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“The hell?”

“Look, I can explain. She’s like a.. a parasite or something-“

The alien scoffed and looked at her “𝑰𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒈!“

“Okay, sorry, she’s basically… an alien.. and you know, we’re kinda like bonded together, I can’t get rid of her or we both die.”

“Did you kill that guy?” He questioned in disbelief.

“She did, I had no part in it I swear. Hobie.. I love you, you gotta believe me-“

He stayed silent for a moment.

“Why didn’t you jus’.. tell me..?”

“Because.. I was scared you would see my different, I mean I am different but.. I’m still the same me, I didn’t want you to hate me..” you said truthfully, voice breaking at the end of the sentence.

“Well, I could never hate you. I love you, alright? Nothing, not even this… alien can change that. You may be different, but I’ll still love you.” He shrugged.

“And honestly, if anything this just makes you more hot. I looked into the guy that… what’s ya name?” He looked to agony.

“Agony.”

“Right, well then Agony, I looked into the guys who’s head you ate off, turns out the bloke was a pedo.” He said.

“Really?” You asked.

“He gave me that vibe.” Agony said, looking at you.

“Yeah, but the systems fucked so they let him out. Think we could make a great team.” He smirked, and leaned against the doorway.

“Seriously?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“Yeah. I mean, Agony can eat peoples heads off, and that’s real Justice, I mean.. the system ain’t helpin’ no one.”

“𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎.“ Agony said.

“I know you do, I can literally hear your thoughts.”

“So, you’re not mad?” You asked when you and Hobie sat back down on the couch.

“Nah, I could never be mad at you.” He kissed your cheek and smirked.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“I get it. I didn’t tell you I was spiderman, you-“

“I found you making a web hammock in your room wearing nothing but your mask and spider man boxers.” You laughed at the memory.

“Yeah, yeah, alright.” He threw popcorn at you and laughed with you.

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could you guys tell I actually tried on this one? 😭 LMFAOO I love this tho

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