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traiaadd156 · 2 days ago

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Yan!Damian blurbs

Scenario!; highschool sweethearts au, teen au, highschool bs, damian being overprotective

Warning!; stalking, voyeurism, breaking an entry, kidnapping, murder&burying the body, reader 100% supportive/enabler, shit dialog, tracking device, sweet teen shit, reader also a yan! Fem!reader

Yan!damian who kisses you like you're the only thing keeping him together, its surprising with how cold and indifferent he usually is(like a damn tsundere)

Its raw, deep and passionate it usually gets you all hot and bothered with how he does it so seamlessly, how his tongue and scent hit you like a truck. It's a force of habit he does since it's what he needs rather than a want, he wants to feel you, hold you. It's like the end of the world since for him it probably is, with his vigilante work and all that being exposed to more larger and stronger opponents, and you know how much he enjoys pushing his physical limits.

Yan!damian who holds you like a lifeline whenever you two cuddle, especially at those cold afternoons where you two aren't doing school work or anything. Usually he has you on top of him since it's easier to trap you that way, it doesn't matter if you're heavy or not since he probably could lift a damn closet and chuck it at someone.

"do you know I love you right?"

Now that isnt to be taken lightly for him, he dedicates life, loyalty and anything he has to you. Like what you do to him, it's not a match made in arkham more like hell with how he acts. Always stalking you in the school halls if he could, whisking you away from your friends whenever he has time or its lunch.

Its usually harmless.

Till his jealousy got the best of him, but this was Damian we were talking about. His emotions always had a vice on him, now he stands there in your room, with a human shaped bag that smells of death.

"he deserved it hayati, we need to get rid of it." He stated matter of factly.

"of course you're dragging me into this, and don't put that on my bed."

Pushing off the bag letting it roll like a limp sushi on the floor. He really needs to check his manners, and it didn't help that he came when your parents were asleep downstairs!

"your lucky Im your girlfriend."

Already getting up to get the hand held saw and rubber gloves since you didnt want to be messy, and you were probably going to have to wear a shirt you dont like so it could be burned.

"damn right, I'll be waiting for you in the car."

"yeah but bring that shit with you, I dont want it stinking up my room." Reminding since he seems to forget your just a civilian who cant lift 50+ pounds.

Yan!damian never felt this in love before, he know it is with how his heart is always thumping hard against his ribs like a bird trying to escape its cage, his eyes dilated and everything you do seem to capture his attention.

You're literally covered in blood, the cleaver hacking away at the upper part of the guy's body whilst he did the bottom half since it would be quicker. Maybe he enjoys doing this because he could see you in that red substance that makes you more alluring, this man deserved it. It repeated in his head over and over, trying to justify his own sick actions. But he has been doing this for years, you seemed to not care but still heavily scolded him for doing so.

The nerve of him.

You thought, he was always so casual with this but it was annoying how he couldnt even wait a full year! Sure this was a one time thing but truly you thought he might have gone a whole year without killing anyone.

Maybe its because you expected too much, well your helping him now so there is no turning back...

After doing that you both drove out of gotham with those parts, 30 minutes. Thats all you both had before having to go back so after a good drive he stops at a random area and starts digging three inch holes to let nature decompose the body faster.

You dragged the upper part of the torso trying not to trip on the veins around the area before putting it in the biggest hole, and he did the rest in putting the other parts away.

Yan!damian is now in your apartment just finished up showering, and of course he is wearing one of your clothes. A plain black fitted top and sweats you rarely use now because of how you had many types of nighties, of course you were tired with all the dragging and driving so immediately you passed out when the pillows hit your head after cleaning up.

Damian knew police wouldn't really look anywhere outside gotham and usually 24 miles so the body wouldn't be found, it would probably rot and be eaten by bugs and create mushroom spores since the location was filled with trees and greenery so it would fit right in.

Time skip

Its been a few months from that on so you had probably forgotten about it but its somewhat still fresh on his mind.

Yan!damian always checking up on you, walking you to your classes and giving you food(?) he always says "I just thought you might have forgotten breakfast, take it." Or "I heard you like this candy/drink/food so I bought it since I passed by 711."

Trust me this man doesnt eat anything he doesn't find fitting, gummies? That's not halal, chocolate? But its not dark chocolate so no.

It is hard to read him and know what he liked but you managed, he liked art but that one was too obvious and the animals part too. He's a sucker for sweets but only the good stuff.

Of course yan!reader also keeps tabs on him, all in the hopes of keeping track, spiking the food you made for him with a nano tracking device so it would stick in his esophagus. It's small enough he wouldn't notice but could at least track him inside or outside of gotham which was worth the effort on making it.

Yan!damian holding your hands when you complained of being cold even though you had three layers on, a shitty excuse he obviously indulges since he likes to hold you in some way.

"do you want to check out the new cat cafe with me?" He just suddenly asks, he cant help it. Usually on patrols he keeps track of stores and quiet places that might be perfect for a date, his rough warm hands somewhat tightening on your softer ones.

"sure damian, what time?"

"3pm in the afternoon, dont be late."

Ngl I made it a sweet ending bc I was kinda stuck in the whole murdering people part so I made it a little wholesome(even if its not, stop looking at me weird😭)

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enhani-ki · 5 months ago

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exes - reader x ni-ki

warnings: very suggestive content, cursing, angst, break up, etc.

it's first day of school for everyone but it would also be the first time you will see ni-ki after the break up.

before, you just suffered alone. uninstalling all social medias so you wouldn't see anything about him but every time you close your eyes, he's just there. you would imagine his laugh in your head, the warmth of his touch, his smiles...

you will scroll through messages. his texts that are full of teasing words and reassurances, it's there, all untouched. your fingers would hover over his name, your chest tightening as you debated whether to reach out or not.

"i lost him." you'd whisper to yourself then you would cry and cry and cry every night you wake up with a headache.

the hardest part is realizing that deep down, you just might be replaceable cause he's ni-ki, he can get whoever he wants without even trying so hard.

ni-ki though, he didn't just became distant. he became irritated and short-tempered like... the smallest things would just set him off.

teammate joking about something? ni-ki would snap with his sharp words enough to silence the entire locker room. accidentally bumping into him? his glare would freeze them in their tracks.

and at home, ni-ki would push his food around on his plate, appetite gone. his mom would ask if he was okay and he'd just nod without looking up, muttering a quick, "yeah, i'm fine." sometimes, he wouldn't even eat at all.

he would also sleep too much, oversleeping so often that his friends stopped bothering to wait for him in the morning. the mornings where he usually wake up crying.

you were his first girlfriend, one person he actually loved.

you were sitting at your table, surrounded by a group of people from your class, all of whom were currently losing their minds over something you'd said.

"wait, wait- say that again!" one of them choked out, clutching his stomach from laughing too hard.

you smirked, leaning back in your chair with that effortless confidence that somehow came and went depending on the situation.

the table erupted into another round of laughter and you couldn’t help but grin, enjoying the attention.

across the room, ni-ki can't help but to watch. he leaned back in his seat with his arms crossed over his chest while one eyebrow raised in a mix of confusion and irritation.

he saw the way you had those guys wrapped around your finger. loud laughters, they leaned in a little too much...

he rolled his eyes, "the fuck?" he muttered under his breath.

"bro, are you mad again?"

ni-ki looked away from you for a second, glaring at his friend. "i'm not mad."

"you're mad." his friend shot back, smirking. "and for what? don't you realize you could get literally anyone you want? like, just pick someone and boom, problem solved."

ni-ki scoffed, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the table. he's becoming very tired of hearing it. "you think i care about that? i don't want anyone."

ni-ki looked back to you. he watched the way you casually flicked your hair over your shoulder and how your eyes sparkled as you delivered another punchline that sent the guys around you into another laughter.

it annoyed him sure but more than that, it reminded him of why he fell for you in the first place.

when ni-ki first transferred to the school, he was used to people staring. everyone wanted to know him, talk to him, be close to him. it was almost exhausting how predictable it was... girls blushing when he walked by, guys either trying to be his friend or acting threatened.

then you came.

you like him, just like everyone. you were shy at first but you weren't afraid to flirt with him in your own way.

you had this maddening ability to make him actually feel something, even when you were just teasing him.

one moment, you'd barely meet his eyes, acting like he was just someone you know.

the next, you'd hit him with some sly remark that left him wondering if you actually like him or if you were just messing with him.

and even after you got together, you didn't stop. you flirted with him at every chance, sometimes so casually that he didn't even realize it until later.

it drove him insane, in the best and worst ways.

you didn't know it but you made him need you. you were ni-ki's constant, his balance, someone he always look forward hanging out with, and person who could make him smile even when he didn't want to.

and that’s why it makes him so much angry now.

whenever ni-ki look at them, he saw himself. the way he used to hang on your every word and the way you could light up a room just by being there.

he sighed, dragging a hand through his hair as his friend nudged him. "you're staring again."

you were both invited to a small house party. it was alive with music and chatter when you walked in.

some of them greeted you, casually mentioning how good ni-ki looked, unaware of the what had unraveled between you and him. others, who knew, just exchanged awkward glances.

ni-ki was across the room and yeah, he looked good, like always. he was leaning against the kitchen counter with a cup in his hand as he nodded along to whatever one of his friends was saying. then he was approached by a girl right after another.

"ni-ki, are you even listening?" she asked, pouting slightly.

he blinked, realizing she was still talking. "uh, yeah." he said though it was obvious he wasn't.

the girl huffed, crossing her arms. "you know what? never mind." she rolled her eyes and walked away, leaving ni-ki standing there and barely noticing her departure.

ni-ki decided to left the party the moment he saw you talking to another guy again. the rain started to pour hard just when he got outside. he cursed under his breath, pulling his jacket over his head as he jogged down the street.

he spotted a convenience store up ahead and stayed under the shed outside, shaking water off his arms as he muttered to himself about the miserable weather.

after a while, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps splashing through puddles.

you were running towards the convenience store, your arms raised over your head in an attempt to shield yourself from the harsh rain. and when you were about to reach the shed, you saw niki standing there. you froze.

your eyes met, ni-ki gulped. you turned around quickly and ready to just go back at the party.

ni-ki rolled his eyes, muttering a curse. of course, he wouldn't let you stay out in the rain.

grabbing an umbrella from the corner of the shed, he ran after you. "y/n!" he called, but you didn't stop.

he reached you in a few quick strides, grabbing your arm and pulling you to a stop.

"what?" you asked, your voice sharper than you intended.

"you're gonna get soaked, idiot." he said simply, opening the umbrella and holding it over both of you.

the two of you stood there for a moment, and without waiting for your response, he started walking, his hand still loosely holding your arm.

you followed him. not because you wanted to but because it felt easier than standing in the rain arguing with him.

when you reached the shed, ni-ki released your arm and leaned against the wall, keeping the umbrella angled to shield both of you. you crossed your arms over your chest, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye.

ni-ki then sat down down on one of the available chairs, his back's facing you.

and it wasn't long before you felt someone watching you. you glanced up and saw a man who's clearly drunk, swaying slightly as he approached. his bloodshot eyes were fixed on you with an unsettling intensity.

"hey, there." he said, his words slurred but grinning wide. "what's a pretty thing like you doing out here all alone?"

you took a small step back, clutching your phone tighter. "i'm fine, thanks." you said, trying to keep your tone polite but firm.

he didn’t take the hint, though. instead, he stumbled closer, shamelessly scanning you up and down. "c'mon, don't be like that." he said, reaching out and grabbing your arm. his grip wasn't harsh but it was enough to make your heart race.

"let go!" you said while trying to pull your arm free but his grip tightened slightly.

ni-ki turned around at the sound of your voice. he stood up immediately, chair scraping against the wet concrete. "back off!"

the drunk guy barely had time to process what was happening before ni-ki shoved him back with enough force to make him stumble. "i said back off or i'll beat the shit out of you."

the drunk guy ran, stumbling away.

you blinked, slightly stunned at ni-ki's sudden aggressiveness.

"you okay?" he asked.

you just nodded, still trying to process what had just happened. "ye- yeah, i'm fine. thanks."

ni-ki looked at you for a moment, his eyes scanned you to make sure you were really okay. he exhaled then sat again as he ran a hand through his damp hair. clearly tensed.

he patted at the chair. "can you sit here?"

"no."

ni-ki shook his head and his lips twiched in disbelief. "yeah, stand there so your legs will ache."

you scoffed. "why do you care?"

"oh, i don't. i really don't." he said. laughing dryly as if the idea itself was ridiculous.

"i shouldn't have stayed here." you muttered but niki heard it.

"then leave." ni-ki said bluntly. you were about to let it go but of course, he just couldn't stop there. "you're good at that, aren't you?"

you jaw tightens. "oh, don't start with that. you're the one who-"

"you think this is all my fault again?" ni-ki interrupted you, raising his eyebrows.

you exhaled harshly, holding back whatever retort was on the tip of your tongue then ni-ki just looked away. you both fell into silence.

you both calmed down and ignored each other. but he's right... you're legs were starting to ache from standing. you glanced over at ni-ki who's comfortably leaning back as he dried himself, you sighed. hesitating but eventually, you sat down beside him.

"when did you start beating people up?" you asked, half-joking just to break the tension.

he looked at you with a serious expression. "few months ago."

your eyes widened as you leaned backwards. "seriously?"

ni-ki gave you a confused look. "no, of course not."

you let out a soft laugh, shaking your head at his ridiculous joke. you watched him dry his hair, damp strands were messy over his forehead... you bit your lip, staring at his face longer than it should have while letting your thoughts wander too far.

you can't believe you had that face between your legs before- shit.

ni-ki turned to you suddenly, squinting as if he could read your mind. you stuttered. "i- i swear i'm not thinking about anything weird!"

but he knows you too well. you gulped and just looked away.

however, ni-ki did not stop staring. at first, it was just like "this girl..." then suddenly questions started running through his head. wondering when's the last time he heard your laugh, when's the last time you're this close to him...

and before he could stop it, he leaned in, pressing his face to the side of your neck. and his hands crawled to your legs, gripping it gently.

"what are you doing?" you asked, caught off guard.

"who told you to wear this short-ass dress?" ni-ki whispered.

a small smile formed at your lips despite the ache in your chest. slowly, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your fingers brushing his neck and one hand found its way to his hair, twisting the strands softly between your fingers.

he pulled back just enough to look at you. his eyes started searching yours, desperate and unguarded. then slowly, ni-ki started to lean in.

you leaned too, meeting his lips halfway and his hand gripped your legs harder. ni-ki kissed you, making up for lost time, pouring every ounce of his frustrations and longing into each movement.

he groaned softly against your lips. tilting your head gently, allowing him to deepen the kiss.

and while his lips pressed harder against yours, your own lips started trembling. the weight of everything... the breakup, the pain... it hit you all at once and you could fill tears forming at the edges of your eyes.

you tried to hold them back.

"i miss you so much." ni-ki said between the kisses.

then you just broke down, a sob escaped your mouth and the tears began to fall freely. ni-ki pressed a quick kiss. "why are you crying?" he whispered.

"because!" you choked out, the words catching in your throat.

he smiled. he didn't want to see you cry but somehow, the sight of you crying filled him with relief. to him, it meant that you still care and that you still feel something. for him.

he cupped your face carefully and his thumbs started wiping your cheeks. he kissed you again and again, very slow like he's savoring every moment with your lips.

ni-ki hugged you, your arms wrapped around his waist as you cried. then he gave you multiple kisses on top of your head.

you started touching his body, his chest up to his neck and jaw, everywhere as you rested your head in his chest. "there's no one like you." you said, adding "i was so lucky."

he's just perfect. truly one of a kind in this world.

after hearing those words, ni-ki kissed you again, smiling. "please be my girlfriend again."

you nodded and laughed. "but i think i'll actually kill myself if i lose you one more time." you continued.

ni-ki just smiled again. doesn't matter if you lose him 'cause he'll just always find his way back to you.

you both began walking down the street, still hugging and touching each other as if you couldn't bear to let go. ni-ki's hand would occasionally grab your arm or he'd wrap an arm around your shoulders or your waist just to pull you close.

"you should sleep at my place tonight."

you bit your lip, shaking your head while smiling. "mmhm, i can't."

"huh? why not?" he stopped walking, turned your body to face him.

"because... i might not be able to walk for weeks if i go with you." you said, smirking.

his heart started racing for a second before laughing, he leaned in close, his breath felt warm against your ear. "you're right." he whispered, arms snaking around your waist. "it's gonna be so rough."

you pulled back, your mouth dropping open in shock. "i... i can't believe you just said that."

ni-ki shrugged with a cheeky grin. "hey, when it's you saying things like that, it's fine. but when i say it, it's weird?"

"no... it's not weird." you muttered, looking away with a small smile. "i know you're sexy but you just became even sexier. what the hell?"

ni-ki smirked when he heard your last comment, and before you could take another step, he bent down and scooped you up effortlessly into his arms.

you squealed, your hands instinctively grabbing onto his shoulders for balance.

"what?" he said with a grin, holding you like you weighed nothing. "your legs are going to hurt anyway. might as well save you the trouble now."

a/n: play exo - the first snow </3

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smarteoasis · 7 months ago

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❀ 24/7 - nishimura riki.

warnings : short filthy smut, cussing, alcohol

gift for all of you since I've been MIA:3

thinking about younger brothers best friend riki. you're one year older than him, so you've always viewed him as a second brother.

he can't relate to those platonic thoughts though. ever since you were little kids, he's been in love with you. you were aware of his feelings, as he's confessed to you on numerous occasions.

recently, riki's had a major glow up. and your teenage girl hormones are through the roof, + you're ovulating.

he's been going to the gym, resulting in toned abs and subtly biceps.

poor you. you don't know what to do with yourself. ever since your boyfriend broke up with you, the only thing keeping you satisfied was a shitty vibrator and a silicone toy.

on the positive side.. today, you and your brother jungwon are hosting a party at your house. you're praying to the gods above that you'll find a guy to hook up with to get rid of those filthy thoughts about your brothers bestfriend.

you didn't know that riki was gonna come too, but you should've expected it. you saw him in the kitchen, drinking from a bottle of vodka, dressed in his typical baggy pants and a compression shirt.

fuck, you think. your pussy clenches around literal nothing as you drink him in, shooting heart eyes his way.

riki looks up, waving at you shyly as he notices the tiny skirt and croptop you're wearing.

you groan to yourself, walking to the crowd to try and find a possible contestant for your sex dreams.

couple hours later..

four drinks in, and yet no guys to fuck around with. you're losing your shit. the only guy on your mind is riki, whose been staring at you the whole night.

little do you know, he's experiencing the same dilemma.

your plump ass peeking through your skirt everytime you walk past him, paired with your perfect tits bouncing in that tank top.. he's going crazy.

he wants you, and only you. but he's too scared to get rejected, so he just watches you from afar.

that is until..

what the hell? are you talking to the lee heeseung? no way you're hooking up with him.

something inside of him snaps, so he stands up and drags you far away from heeseung, locking you both in your room.

"what the fuck, riki? i was in the middle of-"

"persuading him to fuck you? yeah i know."

your eyes widen in disbelief and embarrassment, crossing your arms and scoffing.

"what's it to you, riki? he's not even a bad guy."

he sighs, walking over to you and pressing you down on your bed, looming over you with his tall figure.

"i know. but.. i can't stand watching you from afar anymore. i want you- hell, i need you."

riki's voice breaks in desperation, caressing your cheek softly.

you stare up at him with wide eyes and a open mouth, contemplating slamming your lips against him and riding him till sunrise.

fuck it.

two hours later, he's blowing your back out for the second time tonight, tip hitting your gspot as his cock bullies deeper into you.

"fuckk.. thaaaats it. you're so tight." he groans, balls slapping against your clit with a wet plap.

"gonna cum again ki- fuuuck!" you moan, choking on air as your tight walls close around him.

he cums with you, painting your cunt white from the inside.

riki slowly pulls out, cock limp, red and wet. he lays down next to you and pulls you into a sloppy kiss, fingers finding your perky nipples as he squeezes and rolls them between his index and middle.

"mm.. be my girlfriend and ill fuck you like this as often as you want." he whispers between kisses.

"sounds good.." you kiss him back lazily, content with the nights events.

the rest of the party continues till early morning, and you wake up when jungwon accidentally barges into your room, only to see a naked riki laying down next to your blanket covered form.

he screams like a child, rushing out of the room and never speaking about it again.

now, your heart and your cunt are full of riki, 24/7.

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hey-itsdollie · 21 days ago

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Hey dollie;pp i AM IN LOVE WITH U acc s o muxh... Im telling u when i saw that u did my req(the date prank thing) i was actually going crazy.. MIND U i was in school when i requested that and i was still in school when u posted it my friends were NEXT TO ME when i was scraching my desk and smiling like crazy at my phoneꈍᴗꈍ ꈍᴗꈍ dw they get it there were no side eyes

Also.. Shall i req something else [blink][hehe][flushed]

Im so in love with the hc format bc im in love with multiple bllk guys

What about how bllk boys would react to reader who has cuteness aggression?? Like reader (PLAYFULLY AND SLOW) slaps their face or other parts of their body, pinches their cheeks or their stomach sides (iykyk) or maybe even bites them:DD

Characters i had in mind: the same as last time [greedy] + raichi ALSO if u dont wanna write for some ppl no worries u can skip a few :33 its rlly up to u

Cuteness Aggression ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

Ommgggg Raichiiii, so excited to make this!!! Thank you for the request<3

‧₊˚ ┊Blue Lock Boys with girlfriend that has cuteness aggression!

╰┈➤ featuring ~ isagi. bachira. barou. gagamaru. chigiri. kunigami. ness. raichi.

⋮ ⌗ ┆cw ⪼ cuteness aggression (kissing, lightly hitting, biting, etc) , female reader, fluff, pet names (love, hübsche, sweetie, sweet girl, darling, babe, birdie), aged up!

°˖➴ Yoichi Isagi

"Literally! Then the ball went bam! Babe you have no idea how hyped I was with that goal."

You sat in across your boyfriend in bed, playing with his hands as he retold you every detail and thought he had during his match from earlier.

His grin bright, his cheeks slightly sore from how much he was smiling. Isagi's hands moved in the air, something he did a lot when he spoke or got excited about something. You smiled watching him be so enthusiastic.

"Yeah? It was a pretty awesome goal." you noted, his eyes getting brighter as if your words were the assurance he needed to continue his rambling.

"God it was great seeing the faces of the other players. Like-" Isagi stopped as he realized how he was quite literally about to jump off the bed and start reenacting the game. He chuckled, rubbing his nape bashfully. "Well it was a pretty good game..." he smiled embarrassed.

You couldn't take it anymore as you laughed and pounced on him both of you falling against the matress, your hands messing up his hair quickly.

"God you're so cute!" you whined as he blushed deeply.

Even though Isagi was used to this your compliments and aggressive affection it always made him flustered. "Babe..." he muttered his hands coming to your hips as he held you on top of him. You sat straddling his abdomen, your hands move just grabbing and moving along the sides of his head.

Soft compliments and groans left your lips as you continued your affectionate gestures.

"I love you so much..." You whined cupping his cheeks and squishing his face.

°˖➴ Meguru Bachira

You bounced on your feet, rocking slightly as you stood waiting for your boyfriend to arrive at the meeting place. He was finally being let out of blue lock for a bit.

After months of barely any contact, only through short conversations through text or brief phone calls; you were extremely excited to be reunited with him.

Your eyes brightened as you saw Bachira walking out of the building surrounded by his newly made friends. "Meguru!" You called running up to him and tackling him to the ground.

His friends froze watching you two laughing and rolling around on the ground.

"I missed you so much Birdie!" Bachira exclaimed hugging you tightly as you two rolled around in each other's arms.

"Can you two get off the ground!" Barou yelled as he walked out of the building. A glare permanently on his face right as he saw the couple of the ground.

Bachira and you got up quickly laughing, almost attached by the hip.

"Oh oh guys meet my girlfriend! I told you she was real!" the brunette claimed with a bright grin. The males all looked somewhat shocked that all the stories about Bachira having a girlfriend turned out to be real.

"Birdie! They all thought you werea figment of my imagination!" Bachira whined waving his hands around. You nodded quickly with a frown almost just as enthusiastically. "What no way!"

Bachira's friends couldn't believe there were two Bachiras. One was enough, but two? That's far too many.

Quickly the guys walked off leaving the couple alone.

Bachira and you jerked and pulled at each other as the two of your caught up. "No way! You kicked him in the face?!" you shouted as your boyfriend nodded quickly tugging your hand in excitement.

"Yeah, it was crazy!"

°˖➴ Shoei Barou

Barou watched as you held your cat in your arms. Violently placing kisses around the cat's face. "You're so cute!" you chanted after each kiss.

"Poor cat..." he muttered shaking his head.

He was happy he wasn't in the cat's place like usual. Even though he secretly enjoyed your advancements.

You stopped your actions raising your head to stare at him. "Huh? What do you want?" he questioned his eyebrow raising. You smiled innocently at him as you set the cat down on the ground.

"Don't even think about it, Y/n." Barou glared at you. But his words fell on deaf ears.

You jumped on him making Barou groan, your hands grabbed his face his hands planted on your wrists to stop you. "No, don't even think about it!"

You laughed leaning down and placing kisses around his face.

Surprisingly Barou just kind of laid there taking your onslaught. "See you like it!" you laughed making him huff in reply. "Shut up, you done yet?"

"Never!" You broke from his grasp and moved his head around as you continued to aggressively kiss his face and head.

"You're such a brat!" the male groaned his hands picking you up and throwing you off him. "Hey no fair!"

"There you go whining some more." Barou scoffed sitting up against the bed's headboard. "I am not whining." you frowned crossing your arms.

"You are, liar." He rolled his eyes avoiding your gaze knowing you were pouting. "For the love of everything stop pouting!" he shouted covering his face.

"I'm not pouting!" you reply scoffing.

Barou grabbed you quickly and wrapped his arms around you.

"Teehee, knew you'd give in softy~" you tease placing more quick kisses on his face as he gave in to you.

"Whatever you're still a brat..."

°˖➴ Gin Gagamaru

"Gin! Gin! Look!" You repeatedly hit your boyfriend's arm lightly, as your free hand pointed at the bear in the zoo enclosure.

Your silent boyfriend watched the animal, his large eyes not leaving the animal as his hand took your hand into his stopping you from hitting him.

"I could fight it..."

He muttered making you gasp looking up at him as other guests around you two looked at him oddly. "You can't just say those things!"

"But I could."

You then dragged him to the next exhibit. "Oh! Aw look at the lions!" you gasped happily, tugging on his arm.

You gasped as Gagamaru picked you up easily placing you to sit on his shoulders. You smiled your hands tapping his head as you got a better view of the animals.

"Gin, let's go see the pandas!"

Gagamaru nodded silently walking through the park to find the panda exhibit. You smiled as the two fo you got to the pandas.

"Awe Gin they look like you!" You laughed leaning down and kissing his forehead, whilst hitting your hands slightly on his hands. His grip tightened on your thighs so he wouldn't drop you.

"Calm down a bit, I don't want to drop you..." he spoke out making you stop and sit up. "Right sorry Gin."

Even though you stopped for the moment the rest of the trip was filled with you excitedly hitting him and nudging him. You even bit his scarred ear once.

Let's just say Gagamaru didn't let you back up on his shoulders for the rest of the day.

°˖➴ Hyoma Chigiri

You and Chigiri were cuddling. His hands were gently running up and down your arm as it was peaceful.

You glanced at him, which didn't go unnoticed by him as he turned to face you. "What is it sweetie?"

Your eyes softened as you moved your hands and pulling closer your lips attaching to his collarbone, kissing one spot aggressively. The male sighed as you did this quite often. Yet, it was always random.

In his eyes you were like a cat, your pupils would get wide and just attack him with affection.

He watched you sit up on him as your hands ran up and down his abdomen, his body moving uncontrollably as you tickled him. "Hey Y/n stop! No!" he gasped out as you laughed and continued to tickle him.

He firmly took a hold of your hips as you reached for a pillow and hit him with it.

"Good lord, what has come over you!" he panted as his sides felt sore from your tickling. His body flipped the two of you over as he now laid on top of you.

"Noooo get off!" you whined as you hit his sides. Chigiri scoffed, "Like hell I am! you need to be detained!"

"No I don't! I'm not a criminal!"

"You are one now."

"What! Hyoma- wait no!" You squealed as he began to tickle you for payback.

"Stop no Hyoma!"

You laughed tears coming to your eyes as he continued to move him hands on you. "Please I'm sorry!" You giggled your hands gripping his wrists trying to pry his hands off.

°˖➴ Rensuke Kunigami

"Uhm what are you doing?"

Your boyfriend gazed down at you as your lips were attached to his bicep. He could feel your teeth against his skin.

"You're into biting now? I was gone for a few months and this is what I come back to?" he questioned in deep confusion. Kunigami watched as his girlfriend continued to just bite his bicep in different areas.

You would sit up and flash a grin at him before going back to biting his muscles.

"I can't help it! Look at you! Your whole body has grown since I last saw you!" You exclaimed your hands semi roughly ran over his arms and chest feeling out his muscles.

They came to a stop at his shoulders as you leaned down and placed several kisses on his lips repeatedly.

Your hands raised somewhat vibrating in the air around his face as you whined softly. "Just look at you!"

Kunigami was confused but just let you do your thing, even if you looked some what crazy. "Uh, is there something on my face?" he questioned cluelessly.

His cluelessness made you let out a groan throwing your face into his chest. "God why are you so cute?! How did I get this lucky!"

The ginger just gazed at you, his hands awkwardly patting your back.

His actions just led you crashing out even more.

Poor guy...

°˖➴ Alexis Ness

Ness laid inbetween your legs as your combed through his hair.

But the catch was that with each pet, your got more aggressive. His head leaned back as you pushed your hand through his soft hair. "You're adorable Alexis..."

You whined as your hands went all over his face as he grinned enjoying your touch.

He was as weird if not weirder than you when it came to his obsession type of affection. You two both had cuteness aggression towards each other which made the two of you a perfect match.

"hübsche..."

Ness got up and laid on top of you, his face burried into your neck as he bit at your skin. "Alexis..." You laugh as he left mark after mark along your nape.

Repeatedly he mumbled "I love you's" almost as if he was trying to cast a spell on you.

"You're so beautiful, I love you so much" Ness raised head looking into your eyes, his eyes seemingly in a drunken haze. Your hands grabbed his face, tapping his sheeks as a wide smile grew on your face.

You leaned in kissing his lips, pulling away to see his hooded eyes.

"Awe!" You cheered pulling him into your arms hugging him tightly. He felt you kiss his head repeatedly, kissing so many times he lost count.

°˖➴ Jingo Raichi

Your boyfriend wasn't the most affectionate. He came off as high strung, sharp tongued, and aggressive. He got easily annoyed by others.

And do to his low tolerance it was a shock to even himself that he could handle you. His super affectionate girlfriend who doesn't mind his little outbursts. "Jingo have you ever thought of biting?" you ask sitting on his abdomen.

"Huh?" He looked up at you as if you grew two heads. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I don't know, you just seem like a biter." You laugh thinking about how he probably was as a child. "I was not a biter!" he quickly denied.

"Yeah right, I bet you got in trouble all the time~" You teased as his cheeks puffed out looking annoyed. "You're pouting!" Raichi scoffed glaring off to the side.

Raichi's teeth were slightly bared, something he often did when annoyed.

You couldn't stop yourself before you reached and grabbed the side of his face. Your thumb gently pushing his lip up making more of his sharp teeth show.

"What the hell are ya doing now?" he groaned as you shushed him smiling.

"Your teeth are so adorable!" You compliment moving your hands onto his shoulders shaking him. "Woah calm your ass!" he yelled. You laughed stopping as he reached up and pulled you down onto him. Efficiently trapping you against him.

"Stuck now."

"Nooo Jingo, let go!"

Raichi ignored you sighing relieved as you finally calmed down.

This was so cute to make, I hope you enjoy!

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champagnevi · 2 months ago

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₊✧.⋆˚ jungkook's realization

jungkook didn’t even realize it. he didn’t connect the dots. not once. he just thought this was what friendship felt like. warmth, comfort, a sense of gravity that pulled him toward you without resistance. he was always calm throughout his day, living like nothing was set in stone, like everything was fleeting, bound to shift with the next sunrise.

jungkook was always calm throughout his day, living like nothing was set in stone, like everything was fleeting, bound to shift with the next sunrise. but lately... things didn’t feel so fleeting anymore.

jungkook, who slowly began to notice a certain pattern repeating itself in his everyday life. he was always looking for you. not just in person, but in the little things. a song that played in a café, the scent of vanilla when someone walked past him on the street, the way someone laughed and it reminded him of that one time you couldn’t breathe from giggling too hard.

jungkook, who casually brushed that thought aside. why would he feel so eager to tell you about his latest adventure? he shook it off and kept going about his day as usual.

jungkook, who smiled wide, bunny teeth showing, as he carefully looked at the keychain he’d gotten from the vending machine— a tiny kuromi figure with its mischievous smile and heart-shaped skull. it reminded him of you in the strangest, most specific way. he’d never even seen you wear kuromi merch. it was just… a vibe. your vibe.

jungkook, who had always admired your style and the way every piece of clothing looked unique in you. how everything you wore felt effortlessly cool, like you weren’t trying to stand out, but somehow always did. he’d never admit it, but he found himself hovering over clothes online, thinking, would she wear this? and then buying it for himself anyway.

jungkook, who never missed a day sending you tiktoks that reminded him of you. every single one with a message attached. "tell me this isn't literally you 😭" "we HAVE to try this, right? for science" "i feel like we’d get kicked out of this place from laughing too hard lmao"

jungkook, who, without even realizing, kept bringing up your name in conversations with his friends��always with that same smile. always in that familiar, affectionate tone he didn’t even notice had become second nature. recalling some story, some adventure you’d shared, or saying how you were the one who had told him something, or how you would find something funny.

“yah, that’s what i thought. even the other day at the escape room, i thought it was super easy— but then we spent like half an hour just trying to figure out one clue.” “you and who, kook?” “who else, gyu? him and his precious girlfriend—” “yah... what are you guys talking about...” jungkook shook his head quickly, cheeks tinged pink as he chewed his food. “anyway… she solved the first clue because she remembered something from a movie we saw at the cinema…”

jungkook, who could be in the middle of doing something completely ordinary—something simple, even boring as brushing his teeth or waiting for his laundry, and suddenly get hit by a memory of you that made him smile so big it felt stupid. like the time you both got caught in the rain without umbrellas and ran down the street, laughing until your sides hurt. you yelled at him for stepping into every puddle on purpose, and he grinned and said, "i had to make it dramatic. we were living our drama moment." jungkook, who laughed to himself in the gym the other day, remembering how you told him you drank so much water mid-workout once that your blood pressure dropped and you ended up throwing up. he laughed until tears welled in his eyes. the image of your flustered face as you told the story was still so vivid.

jungkook, who couldn’t watch a horror movie anymore without hearing your scream in his head, without picturing that day when you went to see a horror movie with friends and the way you would jump in your seat every time something sudden happened. you had turned to him with a sharp look and that crooked smile— the one that made his stomach twist and his hands sweat— and you called him “annoying.” from that day on, that smile became his favorite. and don’t even mention the time you laughed so hard at a tiktok you were watching that your laugh made him laugh too—like it was contagious. like it was his laugh too. he was just happy hearing you.

jungkook, who kept getting hit by these flashes of you... and damn if he didn’t love them.

jungkook, who started to realize that his world just felt… dimmer without you in it. on the days you didn’t text first. when you had to cancel plans. when you didn’t laugh at his dumb jokes. he didn’t like how quiet everything felt.

jungkook, who couldn’t deny the way you saw him—really saw him. he’d show up with tired eyes and a forced grin, and somehow, you’d know. you wouldn’t ask anything. you’d just be there. maybe sit beside him, hand him a snack, and let the silence stretch in that comfortable way only you knew how to make feel safe. even when he tried his hardest to keep it in. there you were—reading him like a book you’d read a hundred times, one that felt close and familiar.

jungkook, who was sitting on stage in the middle of a concert, the crowd roaring, the lights bright, his heartbeat steady with adrenaline— when the thought came. unprovoked. loud and clear.

it wasn’t dramatic. it wasn’t thunderclaps and crashing waves. it was just... peace.

“shit… i’m in love.”

and he smiled, because of course he was. because every time he looked at you, he felt like the world tilted slightly back into place.

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pupyuj · 1 year ago

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→ “long overdue.” || kim jiwon (liz) x reader.

— jiwon reunites with you, her old fling, at her brother’s bachelor party and with the sparks still in the air, you don’t waste any time to get familiar with her once more…

word count: 5.2k.

dynamic: dom!bottom!liz x sub!top!reader.

warnings: age gap (it's not much!), unnie kink, fwb to lovers, nipple play, oral fixation, cunnilingus, fingering, thigh riding, orgasm denial, edging.

a/n: FINALLY! a jiwon fic from moi 😭😭 this was supposed to be posted earlier on valentine's day but alas 💀 i really do wish i could've dropped something for feb 14th but back then i was bitter, lonely, sad, and angry so trying to write something cute and lovey-dovey was just not ideal LMAO but anyways, i hope you guys enjoy this fic 💚 only one more member and i will have officially written a fic for each of the ive unnies! WE CAN DO IT!! 😤✨ also i'm pretty sure i'm missing some warnings/tags but i'm too sleepy to remember them so...

jiwon doesn’t know why she agreed to chaperone her grown brother to his stupid bachelor party. as far as she knew, it was a boy thing. according to her brother, however, she was an exception and so, jiwon finds herself seated at the farthest corner of the bar in what might be the most expensive nightclub she has ever set foot in. she hasn’t even downed her first drink yet—she merely made a tiny tornado with the small umbrella while keeping an eye on her little brother and his ridiculous group of friends.

some of them were familiar to her, some weren’t. and some have repeatedly asked for her number in the past two and a half hours they’ve been in the place. it was after the eleventh time it happened that jiwon decided to go on her lonesome and sat on that one corner of the bar, silently waiting for the little party to end so she could get her nice, long and certainly well-deserved, sleep. jiwon really wished that she came up with some boring excuse to avoid this event. unfortunately, she couldn’t say no to her brother who was so kind to include her!

perhaps he knew that jiwon needed to look at something that wasn’t the view from the big windows of that fancy condominium where she lives. on top of all that, jiwon has been working harder than usual. but that’s only because she quite literally has nothing else to do in her life. all of her friends were busy, she was busy, and it’s not like she can just hit up her coworkers for a quick drink after work when she barely knew them. in hindsight, jiwon sort of needed this!

jiwon raises her glass to her lips, but stops midway when something curious catches her attention. a girl, a bit younger than jiwon herself, confidently marches up towards her brother and does a very familiar handshake with him before hugging him tightly. jiwon watches as the girl and her brother chat a bit. they exchanged a few jokes here and there, the girl hands him a small bag (a gift to his soon-to-be wife, possibly), then her brother whispers in the girl’s ear as he exchanges glances with jiwon, and suddenly both of them were looking at her from across the nightclub.

jiwon nearly drops her glass when she sees the girl’s face clearly. it was you—(y/n) (l/n), her brother’s former roommate and best friend all throughout college! jiwon has met you before! back when her life was a goddamn mess and her entire family thought that you were her brother’s girlfriend. but then it turns out you were more like… his sister from a different family and so that was when you and jiwon started getting to know each other.

perhaps you got to know each other a bit too well… because jiwon remembers all those times when the two of you would hang out in her room for hours and f—

“jiwon-unnie!”

the blonde haired girl springs up from her seat and waved as you squeezed through multiple crowds of people until you got to her. wow, you were beautiful. taller, older, and obviously so much prettier than the last time jiwon saw you.

which was in between her le—

“i missed you so much!” you engulfed jiwon in a crushing bear-hug which she awkwardly returned. “oh wow, unnie, you’re gorgeous! blonde fits you so well.” you were saying as you pulled away, taking in all of jiwon’s features and even threading her soft hair from behind. jiwon got goosebumps under your touch—how the fuck was she supposed to act normal in this situation?

“i am so glad you’re here because as much as i love him, i’m not as much of a boys girl anymore.” you pulled jiwon back to her seat, taking the empty one right beside hers and immediately telling the bartender about your favorite drink. jiwon finds herself completely speechless. literally. you were vibrant, you were chatty, you were so charming—everything jiwon remembers that you were all those years ago.

“mmm. never gets old.” you said after taking the first sip of your drink. you then turned to jiwon who flinched upon making eye contact with you. “what have you been doing these days, unnie? i know you’re like, some kind of big deal at this rich-people company you work for but you know… what else?” you eyed jiwon up and down before smiling at her. not even the darkness and the nearly seizure-inducing lights of the nightclub could hide that familiar glint in your eyes, but jiwon chose to ignore them.

she couldn’t help but glance at how your skirt is hiked up after you’ve put one leg over the other though.

“um, i haven’t been doing much, really. just… work and making sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.” jiwon said, nodding her head to her brother who was pretty buzzed at this time.

you laughed, “you guys never really changed, huh? glad to see it.” you took another sip of your drink.

“only this time i’m helping him with his road to being a husband instead of a project due in thirty minutes.” jiwon shakes her head at the memory, and she likes the way it makes you smile brightly.

“right… and are you still with wonyoung-ssi?” you asked with caution. yet you stared at jiwon as you did so, making sure she sees your ulterior motive through your eyes. jiwon feels herself crumbling under the weight of your stare, as much as she tries to put up a fight of her own.

“no… no, that’s been over for a while now.” it was a good breakup. one that ended with laughter rather than tears and anger. jiwon still talks with wonyoung to this day. why, only a week ago, wonyoung had called jiwon about her brother’s wedding! she expressed her regret about not being able to attend it due to scheduling conflicts—the life of an acclaimed supermodel was busy after all!

you looked significantly happier with the news, now gulping down your drink with a smile on your face. “h-how about you? he never told me what you did after you guys graduated…” jiwon attempts to have some control of the situation—sitting up straight, staring back at you with the same intensity, and all. was she successful? no. jiwon’s blushes as you held your stare with hers, an amused smirk now on your lips before you flipped your hair over your shoulder.

shiiit, jiwon remembers how perfect your neck looks while covered with marks left by her… oh gods, what is wrong with her?!

“well, after college, i did try getting my career started… but that didn’t work out. i ended up going back to my hometown to get back in touch with my heart and all that sentimental bullshit, and it actually worked,” you giggled, your hand brushing across your hair. “i know what i want to do in my life, but for now, i’m just…” you trailed off, raising your drink as well as quirking your eyebrow. “having fun before i can’t.” now your glass is finally empty.

“that’s good. and i’m glad the two of you are still friends. i was worried you’d grow apart.” it always made jiwon smile when she came home after a rough day at her old job and seeing you and her brother in the house, chatting and fooling around as if you weren’t burdened by all your commitments and responsibilities. it had always been refreshing seeing you, and it still is.

you propped your elbow on the table and put your chin on your palm, flashing jiwon a teasing smile, “did you miss me, unnie?”

and just like that, every ounce of confidence jiwon built up evaporates into nothing. she laughs awkwardly, hiding behind her drink, “o-of course! it was weird not seeing you guys together all the time, you know!” another awkward laugh. jiwon felt ridiculous and childish.

“no, unnie,” you moved closer, putting your hand on jiwon’s arm. she turned her head to look at you again and there you were, staring at her with clouded eyes. you then leaned closer and put your other arm behind her, your lips ghosting above her ear. shitshitshit, that’s too close. “did you miss me?”

what happened moments later isn’t exactly what jiwon would say was… a mistake. hell, it was far from it.

being trapped between the door of your hotel room and yourself while getting her neck marked up and her clothes slowly stripped down is the most eventful jiwon’s night has been.

jiwon could feel her brother’s worry all the way from here… well, it’s mainly because she knew that all the buzzing that her phone was doing in her pocket was because of him mass texting her about her whereabouts. she couldn’t be bothered to text him back right now though, not when you were already trailing your hand up her thigh and sliding it underneath her skirt. this felt familiar, and it felt good. feeling you gently rub her wet cunt through her panties felt good, feeling you softly biting on her collarbone felt good, seeing those cute eyes of yours asking for permission while you tugged on her panties felt good.

how long has it been since jiwon felt this kind of rush in her life? too long, she’d say. so why not make the most out of it?

jiwon cups your cheeks and crashes her lips into yours for the first time that night. your lips tasted like blueberries (from whatever you were drinking earlier), and jiwon loved the way you kissed her rather clumsily as if you didn’t expect her to do it first. jiwon couldn’t get enough. she pushes you further inside the room, discarding you of your jacket while doing so. she sits you down on the edge of the bed before separating from your lips and suddenly walking off, leaving you confused and slightly light-headed.

turns out, jiwon only went away to turn the lampshade on, illuminating the room with a warm orange glow before going back to you. she stared you down with hooded eyes, lust replacing the kind look in her irises that you knew and loved, and then she gently grabs your jaw, tilting your head up. you squeezed your thighs together, trying to soothe that ache in your core. god, you missed her.

“make this worth it, (y/n).” jiwon says coldly. even jiwon herself was surprised at her tone, but something in her brain liked how you crumbled under her stare. compared to the timid, nervous jiwon from earlier, bossy and demanding and… kind of harsh jiwon just did something right to you.

“you’ve always been worth it.” you pulled jiwon towards you by her hips, making her sit down on your lap. you feel her brushing your hair with her fingers, allowing you to release the tension on your shoulders and just melt into her. you’ve missed her warmth, and she’s missed yours. jiwon didn’t understand why you left when you did… but that was a question you were going to answer for her later.

much, much later.

jiwon moans softly as you start kissing her neck. your hands get busy with the remaining buttons on her shirt, revealing more of her skin for you to mark up throughout the night. you’ve already left some earlier, and they were starting to show across her chest but that wasn’t enough. you slowly pull off her shirt and let it drop to the ground, then your hands travel lower on jiwon’s body, stopping at the waistband of her skirt.

you were eager to touch her—unzipping her skirt and whining to get her to stand up and let it fall at her feet before you pulled her back into you. jiwon couldn’t help but laugh while you kissed her hungrily, and then she giggled even more when you rolled around and made her lay on her back on the bed.

you pouted cutely as you observed her and her baby pink lingerie, “hmm… were you expecting to sleep with someone in that club, unnie? you looked prepared.”

jiwon thought it was the perfect time to tease such a normally confident girl like you. so she nodded with a shit-eating grin, “the lady bartender was cute actually.” she laughs when you suddenly hop off of her abdomen, choosing to sit on the side of the bed instead. you were taking off your shoes, setting them aside before starting to discard yourself of your jewelry and putting them on the bedside table. jiwon watches you intently, her desire for you only growing by the second.

“come on, get in here already.” jiwon tugged on your sleeve, more than ready to feel your lips on her skin once again. she decided to sit up and help you with your dress though, reaching for the zipper and slowly pulling it down. she didn’t waste the opportunity to leave kisses on the back of your neck, all the way down to the middle of your back, making sure that her lipstick sticks on your skin and smiling satisfied once she sees that it did.

finally, jiwon could see all of you after all these years, and you were just as beautiful as the last time she saw you. jiwon couldn’t resist immediately grabbing your face and kissing you as you climbed into the bed—she longed to feel your skin against hers again and now that you were here, she doesn’t think she ever wants to let you go like she did back then. so, jiwon holds onto you tightly, letting you settle yourself on top of her once again while your hands impatiently explore her perfect body. your hands reach behind jiwon, unclasping her bra and throwing it aside, your hands quickly finding themselves busy fondling her soft breasts.

it was cute to see that you still adored her tits as much as you did back then. you did that thing you always did when you were intimate with jiwon, kissing all over her chest, making sure to cover every inch of skin while still massaging her tits. jiwon caresses your hair as you did your job, laughing softly in an adoring way, her smile only widening when you look up at her with your own grin.

“you’re so pretty, jiwon-unnie.” you gave the older girl one last quick kiss on the lips before leaning down and taking her nipple in your mouth. jiwon gasps at the feeling of your warm tongue slowly swirling around her nipple. it was familiar, like all of the other things you’ve done to her so far, but it also felt new at the same time. because this time, the two of you were much older, and you were doing this purely out of your true feelings for each other rather than a decision made on a whim. jiwon moans loudly when you softly and carefully bite on the hard bud, but she was quick to regain composure when she notices something quite… well, interesting.

jiwon sees how you humped the mattress slightly, trying your best to soothe that buzzing in your core on your own. jiwon decides to swiftly slide her thigh in between your legs and press it against your wet cunt, feeling all satisfied when you whine and start slowly grinding on her thigh for further stimulation. your hand that was pinching her other nipple was now gripping the sheets as you started riding jiwon’s thigh faster, whining even more as you feverishly sucked and nipped on her tit. jiwon grins, loving how she hasn’t lost her special little talent of reducing you to her obedient pet. she starts meeting your little thrusts by raising her thigh—somehow, the sight of you like this had her soaked, but you haven’t noticed at all. you were too busy trying to get yourself off!

you had to let go of jiwon’s nipple eventually, now hugging her close and whining at her chest because you were feeling so good. you’ve started shaking and your moans were shorter and higher—it only meant one thing! jiwon takes a fistful of your hair and pulls your face up to make you look at her, ignoring how you winced at the pain.

“don’t cum.” she says strictly, her grip on your hair tightening by the second the more you thrust into her thigh.

“b-but..! hnng.. i’m s-so close…! so close…” the pout, the tears, that desperate tone in your voice… jiwon almost wanted to fold, but she wasn’t in the mood for that.

“you don’t get to cum before me ever, remember? be good.”

as much as it upset you, you slowly decreased your pace until you were merely sitting on her thigh. jiwon smiles—she was happy to know that she still had some sort of hold over you. she knew she always did! why, you were always clingy towards jiwon whenever her brother invited you over, and that was even before the two of you started sleeping with each other. she always used it to her advantage, mostly in bed, of course. something else jiwon always liked: that pitiful look on your cute face when she denies you of your release. you’d always look so timid after, afraid that if you spoke incorrectly, jiwon might stop the whole thing entirely.

but jiwon was never that cruel. she’d tease you, sure, but she would always make sure to give you what you want. just as long as she gets hers first.

“look,” you watched as jiwon’s hand traveled down from her stomach to her panties. she was drenched; your fault. “do something.” she demands. shit. the dark tone in her voice and the stern look on her face was enough to get you to move lower. you pulled off jiwon’s panties, your heart beating so fast for no goddamn reason. it has been a very long time since you have seen jiwon, let alone like this. acting like this, looking at you like this. it’s got you weak.

you stared at jiwon’s pussy. soaked, tight, perfect, and most importantly, all for you.

“how cute. you’re practically drooling.” jiwon impatiently puts her hand atop your head and brings your face closer to her needy cunt. you hoisted her legs over your shoulder, then you started leaving kisses along her inner thighs—deep and sensual kisses, slow and careful right up until your lips barely ghosted above her pussy. jiwon stares at you with anticipation, you stare back at her; your eyes now dark and hungry. you keep eye contact as you licked up her cunt once, smirking while you felt jiwon’s entire body shiver at the feeling. she pushes your head a little closer, so fucking desperate that you almost wanted to be petty and tease her, but she would probably hit you for that.

and so, you give her what she wants. within seconds of your lips touching her cunt once more, you were practically making out with it. goosebumps appeared along your skin as your tongue slowly got familiar with jiwon’s taste again. it felt right, like the stars have finally realigned themselves after years of floating about the expansive universe, lost. you put your hands to use, spreading her lips apart and pleasuring her clit.

“g-good…! there… mmhn.. (y/n)-ah…!” jiwon grabs a fistful of your hair again, pushing you impossibly closer to her cunt, practically grinding it against your face. you wrap your lips around the sensitive bud, sucking softly and moaning at jiwon’s sheer taste. fuck, it was all too good. you use one hand to grip one of her thighs, sinking your nails down to her skin, and spreading it further so you could have room.

“fuck..! i want to cum, (y/n)… m-more, more..! please…” jiwon’s back arches right as you flick the sensitive bud. you slipped your tongue inside her cunt, making jiwon moan just a tad bit louder than the hotel room walls would recommend her to. the next rooms most likely heard that—good. everyone needs to know how amazing you make her feel. how you’re the only one who can make her feel this way. and everyone’s going to know it again; you used your free hand to rub jiwon’s clit since your tongue was too busy inside her.

normally, this would’ve made jiwon cum. but she was strong this time around. “fucking—god, (y/n)…! more.. more…” jiwon pleads while on the verge of tears. you free her thigh of your grip and hold her hand instead, at least it helped her ground herself at least. the more you used your tongue inside her, the more you felt her clench. her grip gets tighter, both on your hand and on your hair. you briefly glanced upwards and saw her closing her eyes shut—she was close. but you found yourself being torn between letting her reach her climax now, stall a bit longer, or… make her orgasm just a lot stronger.

you pulled out your tongue from her cunt. jiwon hisses and nearly hits you on the head for slowing down and going back to sucking on her clit as you previously did. she glared at you, but was immediately back to being at your mercy when you unexpectedly inserted two of your fingers inside her. god, she was still tight. you stared in awe as you fucked jiwon in an excrutiatingly slow pace, merely watching as her pussy clenches around your digits. you pushed further, now knuckle-deep inside jiwon. you could cum from the sensation of her spongy walls brushing against your fingertips alone but you had to keep her rule in mind.

“m-mouth… use your mouth, (y/n).. ah!” and happily you did! your mouth and fingers worked in unison on jiwon’s pussy—every time you pulled out, you’d suck and lick her clit, the routine now going back to you. you’re remembering all the things she liked done to her, even down to the tiniest details. like eye contact. your eyes fluttered open, peering at jiwon through your fringe. she was already staring at you, her face contorted to show much pleasure you were bringing to her. jiwon has never once tried to conceal her noises and she wasn’t going to ask you to slow down or anything either. you both needed this, and unfortunately for this entire damn hotel, they were going to know just how much.

jiwon loosens her grip on your head once she realizes just how tight she was holding it, now threading your hair and only gently nudging you closer whenever she thinks your mouth isn’t doing enough. you curled your fingers inside her, making her tense up once more and bring her to that familiar edge. “please, please, please…!” jiwon whispers desperately like a prayer with a single tear running down her cheek. you increased your pace and buried your face in her cunt, not caring about making a mess of your face. all you cared about was satisfying your jiwon-unnie, and that you were successful when you brought her to a mind-blanking orgasm with a single flick of your tongue.

a long moan escapes jiwon’s lips as you continue to eat her out through her climax. god, she was delectable. you were determined to not waste a single drop of her cum, lapping her up like a dog and once more relishing at the taste of her juices on your tongue. you pull out your fingers as well, making sure jiwon sees you sucking on it to show her just how much you enjoy how she tastes. jiwon was beyond flustered and she was feeling all sorts of things—overwhelmed, weak, and perhaps most importantly of all, so fucking desperate to make you feel just as good.

you don’t hear her at first. jiwon was speaking in a small voice since she was still weak from everything you did, but you do hear her later on. “come here, baby,” the nickname practically sends you scurrying over on top of her again. jiwon wipes your chin clean with her hand, smiling brightly at you as she pulls you in for a sweet kiss. she can taste herself on your lips and your tongue, and a part of her understands why you’re so addicted. “unnie’s turn, hm?” she whispers against your lips… but her kisses have sent your brain elsewhere, hence your surprised gasp when you felt her gently rub your clit through your panties.

“hah… you’re still super sensitive here?” jiwon asked.

“t-that’s my clit, unnie.. of course, i’m—ahh—sensitive there…” cheeky. even when you’re the one at her mercy now. you pulled your panties off, throwing over to the pile of clothes on the carpeted floor. jiwon was teasing you: tracing your lips with her fingers, barely letting her fingertips touch your entrance, and not even giving your clit the attention it needs now. you whine as you grind down on jiwon’s hand, desperate for more contact but she refuses to touch you.

“aww, what’s with that face?” jiwon coos, laughing slightly. you had a mix of desperation and irritation on your face. it was annoying how she was being annoying, especially at such a crucial time but you knew the exact thing you had to do to get her going.

“unnie. please. i need you…” you pleaded. jiwon leans back on the pillow behind her, finding it so amusing to watch you slowly lose every ounce of self-respect just so you can cum. fuck, if jiwon wanted to be cruel, she could! she could make you beg all night, see those pretty eyes of yours shine with tears as you cry… the sick part of jiwon really wanted it all to come true, but she’s missed you too much to prolong this any further. and so, she pushes your face closer to her by the back of your neck, kissing you passionately just to get you to calm down.

one word jiwon would use to describe how she felt for the events that followed? relieving.

it was relieving to feel your warmth around the three fingers she inserted in your pussy at once, to feel your tongue inside her mouth, to bleed slightly from the way you held onto her arms so tightly, and it was most relieving to hear you say her name so sweetly. you can have such a dirty mouth with so many vulgar words to say, especially from years before when you were younger, but whenever you were with jiwon, you were a different person. jiwon was one of the only people who you allowed to see you like this: soft, weak, and so endearing. it seems like you haven’t changed that aspect about you, and that fact within itself was relieving to jiwon.

“unnie…!” you buried your head on the crook of jiwon’s neck as you felt every inch of her fingers brush against all of your sweet spots. as expected, things were always different when it came to jiwon. being so vulnerable to other people terrified you to the point where it was almost impossible to let your heart open to them, but jiwon made it so simple. but now that you were right here, looking at jiwon and feeling her everywhere, maybe it wasn’t just simply her that made it possible for you to let yourself fall.

wait… fall?

yes. fall. all this time—you’ve fallen for jiwon but too many things made it complicated for you to fully embrace it. but now you are ready.

“i’m so happy, (y/n),” jiwon’s voice felt like a dream. you almost couldn’t hear her properly due to how much her fingers overwhelmed you. the older girl used her free hand to lift your chin, making you look at her, before kissing your lips—it has always been her favorite thing to do. “i’m so happy you came back to me. i don’t know how to express how much i missed you… surely not with words, not even with this…” jiwon plunges her fingers deep, shushing you while you moan loudly. god, she knew you too well. knew which spot to hit to get you to lose your mind, knew the exact words to whisper in your ear when she notices you were slipping away from reality, and knew exactly how to make your heart beat like it never has before.

jiwon pulls her index finger out, now fucking you faster than she ever has with the only fingers she has inside you. “good girl. god, baby… you’re getting me wet again.” jiwon locks one of her legs around yours, keeping you in place. her palm slams against your sensitive clit, bringing tears to your eyes even though you grinded on her hand desperately to feel it over and over again. part of the reason why jiwon always needed to be the one to be fucked first is because you get so tired after your turn that you just pass out, and you never got out of that habit it seems. jiwon sees how the light was escaping your eyes, it was only a matter of time before you were too exhausted to keep yourself awake.

“hm, we have to be careful, huh? can you handle it, love?”

you nodded frantically, afraid that she’d slow down had you answered otherwise, “y-yes..! ahh, yes, i can. i can, unnie.. i can—mmhn..! i can take it…” you started moving your hips, riding jiwon’s fingers just to get closer and closer for that climax you’ve been chasing after the entire night. jiwon was thoroughly amused at how determined you were. normally, you’d give up or tap out if you found it all too much, but jiwon knows you want to be good for her. especially after all this time.

“you’re so cute… but don’t worry, baby,” jiwon places a sweet, deep kiss on your damp forehead. “we have all the time in the world now.”

a curl of her fingers later and you were cumming on jiwon’s hand. the older girl stopped her movements, afraid of overstimulating you. she whispers sweet words into your ears as you let yourself go, at least that's what you think she’s doing. you could barely keep your eyes open, let alone hear. but despite your consciousness slowly slipping away from you, you still felt jiwon gently lay you down on the spot next to her. she holds you close enough that she is within kissing distance.

she was so perfect—how could you have left her?

“unnie…” you tucked a piece of her behind her ear. her laugh makes your ears tingle. you faintly hear her ask if you’re feeling okay, to which you nodded weakly at. you can see her lips move, she was saying a few things, but you can’t hear her over the sound of your heartbeat. you cup her cheek, lean close, and kiss her. maybe it was your favorite thing to do, just like her. and then, words that have always been expected to be unsaid leave your lips. some feelings that have been kept hidden, secrets that you were afraid of letting slip.

“i love you, jiwon-unnie.”

long overdue, sure. even jiwon felt it before you ever said it to her. but she thinks that your bashful smile, the way you shyly looked away from her, and your precious reaction to her saying it back made it all worth the wait.

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killmeleatherface · 1 month ago

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It Had To Be You

Part 2

Dr Michael Robinavitch x f! resident (turned attending) OC

AN: this is a part 2 to my ongoing series about Dr Robby on The Pitt. I am very new to Tumblr and formatting so pls forgive any formatting mistakes. I’m just having fun being creative and I hope you enjoy :)

TW: kissing, petting, age gap relationship. No smut in this one :) cursing, medical setting.

Summary: You and Dr Michael Robinavitch started as friends, attendings exchanging information. Until he asked if tou wanted to go to a diner to talk about an especially hard shift. The rest was history. That was years ago and your forbidden fling became an actual relationship, boyfriend and girlfriend. And then the love of your life proposes. Life couldn’t be better, until it comes crashing down. You catch the person you couldn’t be more in love kissing his ex girlfriend in a trauma room when they obviously thought no one was looking. You instantly react with fight of flight instinct and flee home, using all your vacation and sick time. You escape, leaving behind no call or text for your fiance and get the first flight out of there. Now you’re back. And life didn’t wait for your arrival, it just kept on coming like a freight train at The Pitt.

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2 Years Ago

“Listen, I really wanted to talk to you about something” the man next to you eyes the nurses station, while talking to you to see if anyone else is listening to him. He comes back to look you in the eyes. He loves eye contact.

“Can I take you for a bite to eat after work?” Robby asks you. The way he was looking at you was unusual, not that he never looked at you, but there was an unknown glimmer of something else behind his words. It also wasn’t usual for you guys to share a meal, although it was usually at a diner a few blocks away from the hospital. Or on top of the roof shoulder to shoulder looking at the lights of the city. Sometimes, if you got really lucky, you’d be able to share a 10 minute break in the designated break room, where you could actually sit down and enjoy your food. Robby never brought anything besides a granola bar or apple, so you’d, almost without thinking, started packing extra snacks for him. You’d double up the amount of cucumber slices, or dates, you’d throw an extra sandwich together “just in case.” And Robby always took it with a large smile that you came to know was only reserved for you.

You put the iPad you’ve been looking at but not really reading and turn to your attending.

“Yeah, Dr. Robby. I could go for a bite to eat,”You smile back.

“Alright. I was a little hopeful you’d say yes and I made reservations at 9 PM.” He says quietly.

Because of course he did. Michael Robinavitch takes charge. He knew, even if for some crazy reason you said you couldn’t, he could still convince you to agree. There was a way he looked at you, made deep eye contact with you, that hit something inside of you so deep that you didn’t know it existed in you before. You never said anything out loud but this man has an extremely tight hold on your heart. You hadn’t even been on a date, hell you hadn’t even kissed, let alone held hands. Actually, neither of you even crossed any real boundaries that would have Gloria up in arms about. More him than you kept whatever was between you as professional as he could while also making it known you were some form of special to him beyond coworkers.

He’d opened up to you about things. Growing up with his grandmother, how he didn’t know who he was talking to but in really hard situations in the Pitt he’d talk to someone, something, for something resembling hope. He talked about his relationship with Adamson, how he changed how he saw medicine when he started working with him. How much Adamson taught him not only professionally, but personally. How it took him years to realize how wrecked he was because of letting his best friend go and not being able to properly grieve him or any other person during the literal hell that was Covid. You never said anything back, just nodded, and every once in a while you’d reach for his hand and he’d let you stroke his thumb in comfort.

You knew you loved him a year into your residency. You always thought he was the sexiest man you’d ever met, almost immediately upon shaking his hand. But loving him took longer. You weren’t even more than friends when you’d realized it. You were on the roof top after an especially brutal shift. There was a multiple car pile up that brought 10 cars of people in, none of them be able to be saved. You and Robby were involved in calling TOD on most of them. It was brutal. He was looking to the skyline when he turned around, making immediate eye contact with you.

“I know I’m your attending and I know you’re my resident but I’m too fucking tired to pretend right now. Way too fucking tired.” And with that he approached you, stepping forward with his hands and skimming them down to wrap around your waist, pulling him into you. You’re surprised he made the first move but you don’t dare pull away. You relish in hearing his heartbeat through his chest, bringing your arms up to wrap around his shoulders. You of course don’t speak the actual words to him for quite some time but on some level you think he knows you so well that he’s known the whole time.

Now all these years later you were finishing residency and weeks away from being an attending. Years of being Robby’s confidante, secret favorite resident, and best friend (besides Jack).

“I’ll pick you up at 8:30 if…that works.” He puts the iPad down. “Yeah, yeah. That sounds good Michael.” You respond quietly.

If you were right, and you were, because you knew him, he was nervous. More so than usual, and it wasn’t about any of your coworkers hearing. Was it because he’d asked you to dinner? Was it because this was a date?

This was a date right? He made reservations, he asked you out and it wasn’t to a greasy diner. It had to be a date. You know you weren’t alone in your feelings, either. Not even close. If Robby knew you, you knew him. You could predict his next move before he made it. His heartbeat was yours. You almost moved as one when you were both with the same patient in the Pitt. It was magical, almost like a staged opera. Mesmerizing.

And to prove your point, like he can read your mind Robby leans in to you and says “Just so there’s no doubt about this in any way. I’m done playing around. You’re not going to be my resident anymore in less than 2 weeks and it’s as long as I can wait. Look at me.” You take your eyes away from the nursing station, and look up into his eyes. But I want to be very clear about what you’re accepting. All my cards are on the table. Are we on the same page doctor?” And prods, obviously eyeing your lips.

“Yes Dr, I think so.” You reply.

So this would be a date.

Here’s the next part!

AN continued: I edited this a bit to take out some too steamy stuff at work but no big deal in plot ways

#dr robby the pitt #dr robby smut #Dr Robby #dr robby x reader #noah Wyle #the Pitt #dr robby x you #the Pitt fanfic #the pitt fanfiction

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hatakemrs · 10 days ago

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You are in Love

Characters: Gojo X reader.

Based on "You are in Love" By Taylor Swift. (In honor of her getting her masters back so happy yayyyyy! This is my fav song from 1989 and I'll be able to listen to the og version now)

Warnings: Use of cuss words, mention of kissing.

More Gojo as Taylor Swift songs:

Materialist

"You like enemies to lovers, right? And I said I prefer friends to lovers but yeah, it’s my second favourite," you were rambling about your crush to your house-best, Gojo Satoru.

"What did he say?" Gojo replied, taking a bite of his chocolate cake.

"He said, 'I can become your enemy then'," you squealed in excitement.

Gojo felt his heart drop. You had been flirting with your crush for three months now, and it was never easy for him to listen to his best friend (who he was in love with) talk about another guy.

"I think he will ask me out soon." You were daydreaming and Gojo wished it was him who had your heart.

A week passed after that conversation. The clock marked midnight when Gojo saw your caller ID light up on his phone.

A sob left your mouth. "Gojo—"

Gojo felt his whole body tense up. "Y/n?! Hello? What happened?"

"He's a fucking liar! I hate him!" you choked out through your sobs.

"Y/n, please calm down. I'm coming to your place." Gojo was panicking. "I'm gonna kill that bastard."

He teleported to your apartment. "Y/n, are you alright?"

You hugged Gojo as soon as you saw him. After you had calmed down, you told him everything that had happened.

How your crush asked you out. How you said yes. And how he then told you he couldn't date you because he had been in a relationship for the past month. He said it was just a prank and he never thought you would agree to date him. That *he* felt guilty and felt like he cheated on his girlfriend.

Gojo couldn't believe he actually did that to you. He clenched his fists so hard his nails were imprinted on his palms.

"I'm gonna kill him," he muttered under his breath, but you heard him and stopped him—because you knew he really might.

"You want to get some coffee then?" Gojo suggested, wiping away your tears.

"It's literally past midnight."

"You won’t be able to sleep anyway," he teased.

"You're right. Caffeine always helps anyway," you said, offering him a weak smile.

On your cue, he grabbed your hand and teleported you to his apartment. Then he grabbed his car keys.

"We're going out? At this hour?" Your eyes widened slightly.

"A little detour wouldn't hurt, you know." You agreed to follow him to his car.

The gentleman he was, Gojo opened the door and let you sit first.

The drive was slow and calm. You liked it. The destination was a mystery, but you didn’t care. It was too relaxing to worry about anything.

The car light reflected off the chain on your neck.

"It's beautiful, that chain," Gojo said, eyes still on the road.

You rolled your eyes at him. "Like to boast about your gift?"

"Oh, I love to!" he replied dramatically.

When you finally arrived at your destination, Gojo helped you out of the car.

"We have to climb now?! At this hour?" You exclaimed, looking at the steps leading up the mountain.

"You scared? Well don’t be! After all, I’m the strongest. I’ll protect you," Gojo said proudly.

You sighed and followed his lead. It wasn’t a long climb, and you reached the top fairly quickly.

There, you could see the city lights shining like stars.

You were lost for words. "Gojo—it’s beautiful."

"Not more than me though."

There was a bench where Gojo made you sit. "Look up now."

Your shoulders brushed as you looked up, and the tapestry of stars became visible.

"Gojo—I—I’m lost for words," you said in awe.

"It’s the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen."

You missed the way Gojo looked at you when he said, "Me too."

The car ride home was spent in silence. Comfortable silence. The cold air caressing your face felt refreshing. You looked at Gojo and a feeling hit you.

Love.

Gojo insisted you spend the night (or more like the morning) at his place and you agreed. It was better than your lonely cold apartment anyway.

Gojo gave you his bed while he slept in the other room.

When the first rays of sunlight hit your face, your nose scrunched up in annoyance—but it wasn’t the light that broke your slumber. It was the smell of burnt toast.

You hurried to the kitchen to see smoke and a worried-looking Gojo trying to control the situation.

When he saw you, he let out a sheepish chuckle. "Sorry, you know me and cooking."

Shaking your head at your best friend’s antics, you went over to help him with breakfast.

Once the situation was under control, Gojo excused himself, saying he had some errands to run and would be back in a few minutes.

As you were serving yourself and him a plate, he returned—with a sundae in hand.

"To make up for the morning stunt," he said, handing you the dessert.

Both of you started digging in. You contemplated how last night changed your view of your life-long best friend.

It’s true—Gojo has always been attractive, sweet, and caring, and—

"Earth to Y/n!" Gojo snapped his fingers in front of your face. "You good?"

"M'fine," you said, facing away from him. "Just tired, I guess."

Gojo nodded, not wanting to push further.

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Months passed since the incident. You both continued with your lives: training students, killing curses, going on missions.

Although, the only thing that changed was how you felt nervous around Gojo now.

Even a slight glance from him made butterflies erupt in your stomach.

One day, Yuuji and Kugisaki begged Gojo to hold a sleepover at his lavish apartment. They even roped you into their plan and made you convince him to let the kids stay over for one night.

Megumi was not so thrilled when Gojo approved the idea, but he tagged along anyway. (He was forced by Yuuji and Kugisaki.)

Gojo insisted you stay the night too, in case the kids caused chaos. You agreed—it wasn’t the first time you’d be staying at his place, right? No need to be nervous.

Or so you thought, because those grey sweatpants he was wearing right now weren’t helping your imagination *at all*.

You went into the spare room after the kids had gone to sleep.

It was around 2 a.m. when you woke up, covered in sweat.

Same nightmare. The one you’d been having for months.

"Fuck this job," you sighed into your hand.

Being a Jujutsu sorcerer meant you couldn’t escape the nightmares.

You went out to the kitchen to grab a glass of water.

"Couldn't sleep?" Gojo’s voice made you jolt, nearly spilling the water.

"You scared me, idiot," you said, taking a sip.

Gojo chuckled softly, not wanting to wake the kids. "Sorry."

You didn’t bother asking why he was up at this hour. You already knew. Gojo had trouble sleeping ever since the incident with Geto. The events that followed only worsened his sleep schedule.

"Balcony? The wind is nice at this hour." Without waiting for a response, Gojo slid the balcony door open.

You followed him and sat beside him on the floor.

The wind was chilly. Goosebumps rose on your arms.

That didn't escape his six eyes.

"C’mere," he said, putting a hand on your waist and pulling you onto his lap, facing him.

"What?" he smirked, fully aware of the effect he was having on you.

"Nothing," you said almost too quickly, trying not to give him the satisfaction.

He placed a soft kiss on your cheek. Then your forehead. Your jaw. Peppering your face with feather-light kisses.

He looked at you, lips merely inches away. His eyes asked for permission for what he was about to do next.

You looked at his lips for a split second before looking back up into his eyes.

He got the permission he needed.

"You're my best friend," he whispered before his lips closed the gap to meet yours.

His hands cradled your face like you were made of glass. You melted into his touch, kissing him back slowly, savouring the moment.

When he pulled back, neither of you said anything. You didn’t have to.

You could hear it in the silence.

You could see it with the lights out.

You smiled at him and he smiled back.

You’re in love.

True love.

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Epilogue:

"You think they're dating?" Yuuji whispered to Kugisaki.

"Of course, you idiot! Just look at them acting all giggly like teenagers!" Kugisaki cringed as you and Gojo started play-fighting on the sidewalk.

"This is stupid. Why are we even following them? We’re supposed to be at—" Megumi started, but was interrupted by the gagging sounds Yuuji and Kugisaki made when they saw Gojo pulling you into a kiss.

Gojo smiled at you mischievously. "Let me make sure they never spy on us again."

"Wait Satoru wha—", he kissed you again—this time deepening the kiss with his tongue.

You gasped softly at the unexpected action but instinctively parted your lips.

"Ewwww, get a room!" the three first-years exclaimed in horror and embarrassment.

A/n: Hope you guys liked this. I'll try to keep this series going. Take care <3

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k-aay · 1 year ago

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HEATED JEALOUSY

୨୧ synopsis - you both had a heated argument recently, causing a bit of low contact with each other (dry messages & basically ignoring each other's existence in person.) as much as it hurt, you figured you both needed some space. then you remembered that you were both invited to a party at a mutual friends' place. everything was butterflies, sunshine and rainbows. suddenly, someone started hitting on you, causing him to feel a bit off. ft. satoru gojo, suguru geto, choso kamo, ryomen sukuna, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, megumi fushiguro, yuji itadori, toge inumaki, yuta okkotsu part 3/3

a.n 》 YUTA IS SO FINEE HE HAS ME IN A LITERAL CHOKEHOLD FFS 😭😭 this is not proofread sorry for any mistakes

YUJI

Ever since you and Yuji had started dating each other, you've been close with each other and his friends. His closest friends were your closest friends, especially Nobara and Megumi. And he loved that you were all close with each other. Because he knew that the people he trusted and cared about were also people you could trust too. But ever since you and Nobara started getting really, really close, it made Yuji a bit jealous. Deep down, he wanted to be the one that you spent most of your time laughing and smiling with. Which also lead to an argument between the two of you relating to your friendship with her. For most of it, it was a petty fued which you knew was stupid. But it couldn't be helped.

That's what lead you to the party Yuji threw for fun. You were trying your best not to even steal a glance at Yuji, but that was hard when he was dead-staring at you as you were talking with Nobara. His eyes were filled with rage as he watched the two of you chatting. He didn't care about the fact that you would never cheat on him or how Nobara would never do that to him either, but more of the fact that he wanted to spend more time with you. He wanted to see you laugh with him more often. And that was when he was going to try and talk with Nobara. That was the point of this whole party. He walked up to the two of you and placed his arms around your waist. "Nobara, we need to talk. Now," he tried his best to sound as serious as he could. But it was quickly debunked by the look Nobara gave him.

"What?" she questioned. "y/n is my girlfriend. Not yours," he begins. Nobara was as confused as you were. As much as you thought how stupid he was being, you also found his actions quite adorable. "I'm sorry, but, you're banished from ever seeing her again!" Nobara looks at you and then back at him. "Did you hit your head, you dumbass?"

"No! You spend so much time with her that I barely get to see her! I love her too much to only get to see her for two hours a day!"

INUMAKI

Although he can't express how much he loves you and cares for you through words, he will show it another way that you would prefer. If you like physical touch? He's holding your hand and hugging you any chance he gets. You're into acts of service? Will help you with anything, whether it's as small as getting something out of your reach or as big as a whole day of chores for the two of you. When you two had an argument over text about something small, he tried everything he could to get you to start talking to him again. But you needed some space for now. So when you asked him to go to the party with him, you could see how much his face lit up immediately. He was all up for it.

He didn't know anyone at the party you were at except for Yuta who he was hanging out with the entire time. He was telling everything to Yuta about how he would do anything to get your attention again but how he was trying to tone it down after realizing the space you needed. It was going alright in his opinion until he saw a guy walk up to you. Right then and there, he knew his plan. He'd resort to anything to get you to stop talking with that guy, even if it meant speaking a few harmless words. As he "casually" walked by the guy you were talking with, he pulled down the zipper covering his mouth, ready to have a talk with the guy himself. "Walk away," he says, trying his best to not alert you.

But to no one's surprise, he wasn't discreet enough. When the guy suddenly walked away from you, you knew exactly what happened. You gave the boy behind all of this a look that screamed "Seriously?" He brushed it off, pretending to be clueless and just waved to you. Inumaki pulled out his phone and started typing until you got a text notification on your phone.

"We need to talk after this party. I get that you're still mad at me and I'll do anything to make it up to you. Just like how I'll keep telling these idiots to walk away from you anytime you try to talk with one of them. I don't care about the damage dealt to me."

YUTA

You two had an argument two days prior to the party. Even if plans to go to the party were still existing, the energy the two of you had to acknowledge each other’s existence wasn’t. And it bothered him. A lot. He didn’t want to intrude on the space you required though, instead, he thought he could make it up to you at the party somehow. He was desperate to win you back to him because he couldn’t stand another day going zero contact with you. So when he saw you dressed up for the party, he knew this was going to be tiring for him. You were looking too good for your own good. And it caused him to constantly be on your ass the entirety of the party. It was until he went to the bathroom that someone had come up to you.

When he came out of the bathroom, he found you laughing with another person and exactly what he feared might happen came true. The second he laid his tired eyes on the two of you, it was like a whole personality change for him. Your “sweet and innocent” boyfriend walked up to you, not looking so pleased with what he saw. “Hey, my love,” he says placing his arm around your waist. You were shocked when he came out of nowhere, but you were even more surprised by the fact that Yuta was practically shooting daggers at the other guy with his eyes. “Having fun, are we?” You had just realized what was wrong with your boyfriend and to your surprise, you were definitely into it. You nod your head, trying to see where this could lead you. “Really? Well that’s too bad. I got a call and it’s an emergency, we need to leave.”

Before you could say anything, you were dragged by the hand away from the man you were talking with and towards the exit. “Yuta, it was nothing. Seriously,” you tried reassuring him after seeing the unpleasant look on his face. “Mhm,” he brushed whatever you said off. “Yuta—”

“I understand. But, if we go to a party and a guy that isn’t me starts talking to you, don’t think I’ll let it slide so easily again.” You knew that tonight your “innocent” boyfriend was gonna disappear.

#fanfic #fluff #jjk fanfic #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #angst #jjk #yuta okkotsu #jjk yuta #yuta x reader #yuta #yuji itadori #yuji x reader #itadori x reader #jjk yuji #inumaki toge #inumaki x reader #jjk inumaki

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Tom had a major crush on his neighbor. He had been over at David's house a few times and were good friends with him. But he never told him how much he liked him. He soon found out that David was straight and had a girlfriend. Yet, he still liked the guy even though it would only be a fantasy in his mind.

One day, while hanging out over at David's place, he told him how many UPS socks he goes through in a short period of time. They seem not to last long on his feet. A pair only last about two weeks max before he has to trash them. Tom had a solution to his problem that he wondered if his neighbor would take the offer.

"I can give you a pair of work socks that will last longer than two weeks, gaurented." Tom spoke with assurance. David gave him a look of disbelief. "No way, it's impossible. Normal socks are simply destroyed by my feet." David remarked back.

Tom was determined to prove him wrong. "I will be right back." He told him and quickly left. He came back ten minutes later holding a small cell phone like device. "I drank a durability formula before coming back. You use this device to turn me into a pair of UPS work socks. I promise you, I will last longer than two weeks." He told David.

David didn't know if he was joking, being serious or certified crazy at the moment. He watched as Tom typed something into the cell phone looking device. "I have also programmed the restore feature for after the two weeks. All you have to do is hit flash, and you will have a pair of new work socks that your feet won't destroy." Tom told him. He was still in doubt. He handed him the device. "You do know if this really works, I will literally wear you to see if what you say is true. My feet will test how durable you are. I would hate to have my feet completely ruin you." He remaked, hoping his neighbor might change his mind. "Prove it." Tom replied back with a serious look. Seeing that his neighbor would not take no for an answer, he hit the flash part. He was amazed. Tom was completely replaced with a pair of new UPS work brown socks. He picked them up and saw they looked normal, yet he knew they weren't. "Two weeks, buddy. We will see how my feet can handle you." He spoke to the socks, feeling weird doing so.

Tom was so happy about his new situation. He had literally become David's work socks. He couldn't wait till the next day.

The following morning, David got up, showered, and got ready for work. The only difference was that his socks were a living person. He almost felt bad as he put the socks on his feet, but then thought about how much his neighbor wanted this so badly. He put his shoes on and prepared to start his day as normal.

Tom was instantly bombarded by the pressures of being stepped on and stood on as David began to walk around before leaving home. It was painful, but the pleasure of being wrapped around his feet made the pain bearable. The second part, he was not fully prepared for. The odor in David's work shoes was strong, but being that his senses were almost 200 times stronger than normal, the smell was almost obnoxious. He could hear David get in his car on his way to work. He began to wonder if his mind could survive this little bet he made with his neighbor.

David started his day early in the morning and usually wasn't finished until late in the evening. He had a lot of stops on his route each day. Some had a lot of packages, and some would have one or two. As his dey wore on going from stop to stop, he noticed his feet weren't hurting. He didn't have to take as my breaks as before to get off his feet. This was the first time he literally could keep going all the way till all the packages were delivered for that day. He was amazed at the socks on his feet. The shoes were his normal shoes, only the socks were different. He arrived back home later that evening and saw his feet completely dry. The socks themselves were barely wet. His feet didn't have an odor at all. The socks even absorb that. He rather loved his new socks he was borrowing for two weeks.

Tom found his new existence as not pleasing as he had initially imagined. He was drinking up every amount of foot sweat from David's feet as he went from stop to stop, walking the heat. It was disgusting. To make it worse, any odor from his feet was taken in by his new sock bodies. He was smelling like his owner's feet. He was living the full existence of being just socks. Maybe taking this two weeks bet was not such a good idea. He had no way of telling David he changed his mind. He could only hope that David would change him back soon.

TWO WEEKS LATER.....

David had thought about changing his neighbor back to normal after the first day ended, but seeing how well the socks performed, he wanted to keep the two weeks test going. He wanted to see if his neighbor could survive the brutality of his feet for that long. He wore him during the week and jerked off in him at least twice just for the fun of it. On the weekends, he would wash his special work socks. Normally, his socks are slightly worn and have a hole in the toes, but after two straight weeks, the socks still look in good condition. There was no wear or tear, not even a single hole. His neighbor was really right about what he said. He pointed the device at his socks and hit flash.

Tom found himself normal again after two weeks. For ten days, he was wrapped around his neighbor's feet. The jerking off part was so wrong, he thought to himself. He somehow had some mental clarity after his two week adventure as socks. "See, best socks you ever had, I bet." He spoke after two weeks of not having a voice to speak at all.

"About that, I proposee you be my work socks from now on. You are my best pair I ever had." David paused. "I would just borrow you during the week and release you on the weekend." He added while making adjustments on the cell phone looking device.

"Absolutely not. I won't be your working socks forever. Go find another volunteer for that." Tom immediately objected to the idea entirely.

David firgured his neighbor would say that. He pointed the device back at him and hit flash. Tom was reduced back to UPS brown work socks. He deleted his human form from the device. He picked up the socks. "I figured you might say something like that, so I decided for you. You have no choice. I need excellent work socks, and you are going to be them even if you don't agree with it." He added as placed them into his work shoes. He got on his bed to take a nap. Resting assured that he had the best works socks ever. Once he eventually retires, he would decide what to do with his former neighbor since he will never be human again.

Tom found himself voiceless and immobilized again as socks. He mentally objected to what just happened to him, but no one could hear him. He was his neighbor's UPS socks now. He realized he could only blame himself. The whole thing was his idea in the beginning, anyway.

#inanimate transformation #foot domination #shrinkage #sock transformation #tf story #UPS sock transformation

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joostsblog · 10 months ago

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caught in the middle part six: too much ~ a Ski Aggu / Joost Klein x reader series

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Pairing: Ski Aggu x female!reader + Joost Klein x female!reader

Description: You and Aggu have a talk.

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: my note for the previous part still stands haha. Also I appreciate it sm when you guys leave feedback/your thoughts in the notes, reblogs or my inbox, it's literally the best thing ever🫶🫶🫶

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, consumption of alcohol, not proofread

The message you typed into your phone was the sixth you had written and then deleted instead of hitting send. Three unsent messages to Joost, three to Aggu.

You deleted the paragraph on your screen again and instead settled on a short hangout tonight?

You were nervous when Aggu texted you back telling you he would come over to your place. What happened between you and Joost a few nights ago was still at the forefront of your mind. But you were also happy to see Aggu again.

After some pondering, you decided that you should probably tell Aggu about the events of that night. He deserved to know. And whatever Joost was on about was probably nothing, right? It was just Joost trying to get out of the weird situation of trying to kiss his best friend's girlfriend, right?

So when you and Aggu laid on the couch a few hours later and talked about anything and everything and his fingers grazed your arm you felt confident enough to bring it up.

"Aggu," you turned to look at him and Aggu raised his eyebrows expectantly. "I need to tell you about something."

"About Joost?" Aggu asked and tilted your head in confusion.

"Yes," you said. "What do you mean?"

"That Joost tried to kiss you," Aggu said calmly and you nodded.

"Yes, how do you know?"

"Joost told me," Aggu said and your heart started beating faster wondering what exactly Joost told Aggu.

"He did?" you asked and Aggu nodded.

"Of course, he's my friend."

"What did he tell you exactly?" you asked.

"That you walked home and Joost tried to kiss you but you didn't reciprocate," Aggu said nonchalantly. "I think Joost has a little crush on you," Aggu laughed and by now your heart was definitely beating out of your chest.

"And you're fine with it?" you asked hesitantly.

"Yeah," Aggu said with a shrug before he continued as he saw your confused facial expression. "I mean you didn't kiss him back," he said. "And it's not like we're exclusive anyway," Aggu shrugged and your heart sunk into the depths of your stomach.

"I'm sorry- what?" you freed yourself from Aggu's hold on you to properly face him. Your voice was wavering and Aggu raised his eyebrows as he realised your reaction.

"(Y/N), I thought that was clear," Aggu said.

"Clear?" your voice came out louder than you anticipated as anger grew within you. "How would that be clear?" you asked.

"Well, I thought we were just casual," Aggu said and touched your arm. You pulled away quickly.

"Oh my god, Aggu," you exclaimed. "If we were just casual, you should have said so instead of saying vague things like let's keep it on the down low," you mocked Aggu's tone.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry," Aggu said and you despised him for apologising while you were still angry. "I realise I wasn't as clear as I should have been."

"Yeah, no shit," you rolled your eyes and got up from the sofa. "Now, tell me, what did being casual look like for you? Were you seeing other people?"

"(Y/N)," Aggu said in a soft tone.

"No, tell me," you demanded. "You didn't tell me before, so now tell me at least."

"Yeah, I was still seeing other people," Aggu confirmed and your heart broke a little.

"Do you think I'm delusional for thinking I was something special to you?" you asked.

"No, you are something special to me," Aggu said and got up from the sofa to get closer to you. You turned around to put distance between you. "I'm so sorry, I should have told you upfront."

"Yeah, you should have," you said and you were glad that your back was turned to Aggu so he wouldn't see the tears in your eyes. "Would you have minded if I kissed Joost back?"

"But you didn't," Aggu stated.

"Would you?" you persisted.

"No - maybe," Aggu said frustrated and touched the side of your waist softly. "Joost is my friend, it complicates things."

"Does it?" you asked. "If you can go around kissing and fucking other girls, why can't I?" you paused before turning around. "If I had known that those were the rules of the game, I could have played along and maybe I would have kissed Joost," you said with a shrug.

"Are you just saying this to hurt me?" Aggu asked.

"No, it's the truth," you said. "You were the only reason why I didn't kiss him."

Aggu pressed his lips against each other.

"You're right," he said after a bit. "It was unfair of me. I swear I didn't notice that I wasn't being clear with you," Aggu said.

"I don't know if I want to be with you with those game rules," you said and Aggu nodded.

"I understand."

"Maybe it's best if we put an end to this," you said.

"That's alright," Aggu whispered.

You could see through the tears welling in your eyes that there were also tears in Aggu's eyes. You sighed before opening your arms. Aggu engulfed you in a hug and softly stroked your hair.

"I'm so sorry, (Y/N)," he whispered.

"Damnit, Aggu," you sighed again. "I really liked you."

"I really like you too."

"Oh fuck him!" Bianca exclaimed and set down her glass of red wine on the table. "I knew he was fucking around. I mean it's Aggu, for fuck's sake!"

You laughed with a shrug.

"Well, I didn't know," you said. "Granted, I wouldn't have minded if he had just told me."

"You're right," Bianca nodded. "Imagine this, if you two had just talked about it, you could have fucked Aggu and Joost also," Bianca grinned.

"Bianca!" you exclaimed with an embarrassed laugh as you almost choked on your wine. You hadn't even told Bianca about that minor detail that you definitely would have returned Joost kiss if it hadn't been for Aggu. "Me and Joost- no- we're not like-" you stammered and Bianca rolled her eyes.

"Come on, you're not fooling anyone," she said and raised her eyebrows when she saw you shaking your head frantically still. "You and Joost are made for each other, everyone knows that."

"What?" you asked with blood rushing to your face.

"Everyone was rooting for you," she said. "That's why everyone was so shocked when you and Aggu-" Bianca vaguely gestured to finish the sentence.

"You knew?"

"About you and Aggu?" Bianca laughed. "Come on, you weren't exactly subtle."

"Oh god," you groaned as you buried your face into your hands. "This is so awful, I never wanted this," you looked up at Bianca in despair. "This is not good. What if this ruins our group?"

"Oh, baby," Bianca laughed. "We survived much worse. You'll be fine as long as you finally get with Joost. Then everyone will be happy."

"Except for Aggu," you stated.

"Well, maybe he needs to sit this one out for now," Bianca said. "Also, I think Aggu and Joost's friendship could probably survive anything."

"I can't," you shook your head. "I can't just go to Joost just because I'm not with Aggu anymore. He's gonna think that he's just my rebound, that I don't truly care about him."

"Maybe give it some time," Bianca said and took another sip from her wine glass. "Trust me, that boy is so gone for you," she said and your heart fluttered at the possibility of Bianca being right. "He is gonna wait for you no matter how long it will take."

That evening you texted the two boys.

Are we alright? I don't want things to be weird between us.

It's alright, we're gonna be alright, (Y/N)

For all it's worth, I had a great time with you

Me too <3

Hey

Me and Aggu aren't a thing anymore...

I know. Aggu told me

Of course he did haha

Are you alright?

Yes. I'm sorry about the other night. I should have trusted you. I feel so stupid.

It's fine. Aggu fucked up. You didn't deserve that. I'm sorry I put you in that situation.

Don't feel sorry. It wasn't so bad of a situation.

#joost klein #joost #joostsblog #mine #my fics #joost klein fanfic #ski aggu #ski aggu x reader #ski aggu x you #ski aggu fanfiction #ski aggu fanfic #joost klein fanfiction #joost klein imagine #joost klein x reader #joost klein x you

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bones4thecats · 1 year ago

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hello, I would like to make a request to Ignihyde with a reader like Magara from Hercules (note, magara! reader being Idia's boyfriend(girlfriend) please

The Reader Being Twisted From Megara

Characters: Idia and Ortho Shroud Requester: @marinahavik A/N: Heyo there, Marina! I know this has taken a while to get out there, but I've been busy with some extra side-hassles with the blog. Note; there will be an announcement after this comes out! Anyways, I do hope you enjoy this pieces despite coming out a while after requested😅 Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Book 6 and mentions of Death

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»»———————————- 　 Idia Shroud 　———————————-««

🎮 Wow, talk about opposites attract

🎮 This guy is literally known around Night Raven College for being a shut-it, meanwhile you are known for being a fairly obvious and cynical person. One that is hailed at being worse than Professor Trein when upset

🎮 Now, for the many years you and Idia have known one another, he by far believes that he deserves to have a friend as cool and chilled out as you around him. He’s a 'weird otaku' for crying out loud

🎮 When you guys first met, you were settling down from fight with another classmate. Apparently, he had tried to hit your younger sister, and in a fit of rage, you grabbed his hair and began to beat him senseless. And while you were fairly cynical when replying to the principal’s questions, Idia was more timid

🎮 You and him were released from the office, and when you introduced yourself and found out he got in trouble for messaging his parents because it was the date of his younger brother’s death, you swore to stand by his side. No take backs

🎮 Ever since then, Idia has been hooked onto you, which led to your relationship blossoming into what it is today

🎮 Idia is definitely nervous of being in a relationship with you, as you had a bad experience with your past boyfriend who was known by many names, Donovan or Don, or even Adonis! Talk about a spoiled narcissist

🎮 But, every time you notice that he is burying himself into these awful thoughts, you would jump in and begin to help him by reassuring him that he is far better than Donovan ever was to you. As he actually listens and talks to you instead of ignoring you and belittling you in front of his friends like Donovan

🎮 Speaking of Donovan, when he came by and tried to offer to rekindle your relationship, Idia showed a whole other side of him that scared all that witnessed the event

🎮 As the golden-haired man held your hand while bent down on one knee, your boyfriend literally blew up in flames, but, instead of blue ones, they were a hellfire-red and orange. And once he saw just how pissed the dormhead was, Donovan lunged out of there, but not before he praised on how you would regret rejecting him and for 'embarrassing' him

🎮 Please, he's an embarrassment on his own.

🎮 But, despite your cynical and disgusted-appearing nature, you really were a sweetheart inside. This was shown to Idia when you first interacted with Ortho, or, the robot-him that is...

🎮 You held his hand as he walked to practice, you'd allow him to recharge in your lap, hell, you would even allow him to do whatever he wanted with your extremely long and thick hair- sometimes the tiny mech would even match both you and his brother's hair

🎮 Don't mind Idia, he's just rebooting in the background- something about losing to much XP or whatever

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🤖 Ortho is absolutely the biggest sweetheart you have ever met in your life!

🤖 When he first came back to life after Idia's overblot, he had no idea what happened or who you were. But, once you explained everything about you and Idia's bond, leaving out his death date and such, since he was no doubt overwhelmed with the fact his brother had an S/O

🤖 Ortho hugged your tightly as you just chuckled and gave him pats on his tiny robotic back

🤖 Idia awoke from his small nap in the nurse-ward to see you and Ortho curled up on a nearby sofa, the younger male being propped up in your arms like a toddler would with his mother

🤖 The younger Shroud would be lying if he said that he didn't love teasing you and his brother! He's the younger sibling, and as the younger sibling in a family, it is our job to make the oldest regret wishing for us. I can guarantee that, I have two older brothers

🤖 Like I mentioned earlier, you allow Ortho to hold your hand whenever he walked, have him recharge/rest in your lap, and let him style your hair

🤖 Speaking of your hair, whenever he does both you and his brother's to match, he just chuckles mischievously in the background as you hold Idia up and try getting a bottle of water in his mouth to cool him down from his embarrassment

#Twisted Wonderland #TWST #Ignihyde #Twisted Wonderland x Reader #TWST x Reader #Ignihyde x Reader #S/O! Reader #GN! Reader #Idia Shroud #Idia Shroud x Reader #Ortho Shroud #Ortho Shroud x Reader

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szasfuckingwife · 2 years ago

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SHAWTY FUCK WIT’ ME CUZ SHE KNOW I’M POPULAR

RICHBOY!EREN YEAGER X RICHGIRL!READER

WARNINGS: Smut, car sex, Jean tryna sabotage eren and y/n, swearing, weed, jealous sex, Jealous eren

SYNOPSIS: You and Eren have started your relationship and have become exclusive, but when Jean finds out, he decides that he wants you for himself..

A/N: I wanted to release this on the day i hit 1k but it’s cool💀 I made two drafts for pt 2, this and one and another one where eren invited Y/n over for dinner at his parents and she meets zeke. I dunno if i like this draft as much but I decided to release it cuz car sex wit eren???

This is pt2 of Soundgasm

It’s been months, and in those months , you’ve spent them with Eren. Yes, it was semi fucking, semi talking but it was with Eren nonetheless. Of course, you didn’t want to make it obvious to your parents that you were seeing someone- if you can even call it that. But, if you had the choice, you’d chill with Eren everyday.

Yet again, you were at the country club. Except this time, you were more than happy. Mainly due to Eren being behind you, holding your hands as you held the club. You swore that Eren couldn’t distract you when you were golfing and he put you to the test.

You couldn’t stop giggling as he kissed your neck and rested his chin on your shoulder, “Eren, you’re gonna make me miss it.”

“I thought you were the best golfer here?”, he put his cap on your head. His head was definitely bigger than yours. Despite that, he found it cute how it looked on you.

However, inside the country club building, a tall brunette stared at the touchy scene in front of him. It was his friend - or more frenemie - kissing on some girl. He’s seen you before from time to time. Jealousy didn’t show on his face but he was definitely feeling it inside.

“Jean, bro…is that Eren?” Connie, another teenager asked Jean. You’ve met Connie before, he’s a little to weird for you and quite literally the definition of ‘spoiled brat’. Splashing his parents cash as if it was spare change.

Jean nodded, “Who’s the girl?”

“That’s Y/N. I didn’t know they were close like that.” Connie raised a brow, scratching his bald head.

“I didn’t know that there was a ‘they’ anyway…” Jean muttered, pulling down his Cartier aviators.

You see, Jean didn’t love Eren. Yeah, that was his friend from middle school. And yes, they’d had a happy friendship until they grew into teenagers. Jean thought Eren would stay on the hockey team, like he promised. And when Eren turned around and joined the basketball team, getting all these offers angered Jean.

Not enough for Jean to be praying on Erens downfall, but enough for Jean to think that maybe, just maybe, you’d be happier with him.

When you guys finished golfing, Eren took you over to the bar, paying for both of your drinks. “You gonna come to my game this Saturday?”

“I haven’t missed one this season..” You smiled at him, causing butterflies to float in his stomach. “I don’t see why I’d miss this one.”

Eren loved when you came to his games. You were his motivation. Yeah, because he didn’t want to lose and embarrass himself in front of the girl he was so close calling his girlfriend. But, seeing your smile after scoring was enough for him.

“I’ll see if coach can get you better seats this time. What did your parents think of the last game-” “Eren!”

When you looked behind him, you saw three people walk up to you. Constance, who you’ve met, was smiling, dressed in a large, navy blue varsity jacket with a white hoodie underneath and the same coloured cargoes.

There was a brown haired girl, who you haven’t met. She wore a casual lilac summer dress with her hair up in a ponytail. Her eyes were huge, in a cute way. She smiled at you, her cheeks rosy and round.

The guy in the middle of them was the tallest out of the three of them, he may be taller than Eren. There were striking similarities between the two however. For starters, they were both tall, brunettes, pretty eyes. He wore a tight long sleeved white top and some joggers. There was no doubt about it, he was definitely intimidating but weirdly, he wore a smile on his face.

“You didn’t tell me you’ve got a girl..” The taller boy wrapped his arm around Erens neck. You saw him put a little bit of pressure as Eren began chuckling. “All grown up now, huh?”

“Shut up, Jean..” Eren responded, smiling after seeing his best friend. “Y/N, this is Jean, Sasha and Connie.”

They all smiled at you and you gave one back. “Connie? Is that a nickname?” You asked.

“Don’t tell me he gave you that bullshit about his name being Constance.” Jean cackled, his friend’s cheek going red with embarrassment. “It’s a name his grandma gave him and she’s the only reason why he can call himself a quarter Dominican.”

Connie barked out insults at Jean earning a few heads to turn towards your group at the bar. You all continued to laugh. Jean especially payed close attention to your smile and how pretty it looked.

After you all had your drinks, you all chose to chill outside, soaking up in the sun. A conversation had already begun but, it was mainly Jean giving Eren shit.

“I told you if you stayed doing hockey, we would’ve made it big.” Jean sighed as Eren rolled his eyes for the nth time.

“You do hockey?” You ask.

He smiles at your curiosity, “Yeah, I do. Our team are on our third championship and hopefully, getting our fourth by next Friday.”

Eren watches as Jean continues to babble about hockey. He sees the face he makes. That one face where he seems unbothered but Jean’s really trying to impress you.

“I see you do golf. Well, we all did this morning.” As Jean spoke, Connie held back laughter, disguising it with a cough. Sasha seemed to be confused to and nudged Connie, hoping he’d tell her.

It took a few minutes before you realised they probably saw you and Eren playing together. A shy laugh leaves your mouth, “It was just practice. Eren’s a little rusty…”

“Oh, he’s rusty in golf too? He was rusty in the court too is what I’m hearing.” The table falls into silence after Jeans dig at Eren. You fear Eren will retaliate, cause a scene. But all Eren does is chuckle as he eats the last of his sorbet.

“Who you hearin that from?” Eren asked.

“People in your team, Yeager.” Jean smirks.

The tension that was now at your table couldn’t even be cut with a knife, it’d need something much greater. You can barely hear anyone breathe let alone talk.

You look at Eren, attempting to get him to look at you back but, he doesn’t

However, Connie clears his throat after a few seconds of silence, “Well, Eren I know you have a game on Saturday which is why I’m being so generous and throwing a party on Sunday. And of course, Y/n and yourself are invited.”

It took a lot of convincing from you in order for Eren to say yes to going to Connie’s party. He was filled with excuses, ‘i’ll be too tired from the game’ and ‘Connies parties are too much’. But once he heard you say you wanted to go so you can meet his friends, he knew it was just out of the kindness of your heart.

So, on Sunday, Eren picks you up in his Mercedes - what he didn’t mention was that he begged his father to give him the car so he could impress you.

It did kinda hurt when you didn’t gawk at his car but he didn’t mind it. Maybe you just weren’t impressed by material items.

When he pulled up to Connies house, you were both immediately met with a loud bass that shook the whole neighbourhood. Eren sighed before walking into the house, he wasn’t a frequent party guy but he enjoyed them.

As soon as you walked in, the smell of weed and alcohol met your nostrils. Random people were all over each other, kissing, grinding or shotgunning. Eren made sure your hand was in his at all times, he didn’t want one of these weirdos talking to you.

“I-Is that Eren Yeager?!” Connie walked up to the two of you with open arms. It took you by surprise how he hugged the both of you. “I didn’t think you’d come.”

“I didn’t want to.” Eren muttered.

“Your house is beautiful, Connie. Why would your parents let you do this?” You chuckled.

You saw Connie’s eyes shift left and right before he shrugged. “They don’t know.” He saw your mouth open as you were about to say something. “And they don’t need to know.”

You sighed before Connie asked if you guys wanted any drinks and went to go get you something. Eren said something but due to the very loud music drowning him out, you replied with a “What?!”.

“Come dance!” He said. “Need to let everyone know you’re mine..”

A smirk grew on your face as you realised what this all was about. “Is Eren Yeager jealous?”

Eren quickly looked away. He doesn’t get jealous, mainly because he’s used to getting what he wants when he wants. And God help whoever tries to take that away from him.

After Connie came back with drinks, you let loose. The alcohol made you less reserved, causing you to start new conversations with randoms around the house.

Eren doesn’t usually dance but when he felt you grind against his crotch, Eren suddenly felt some rhythm in his legs. It was almost like you were right back on the field having him help you practice with golf.

This scene was a little more intimate and a little more risqué. His hot breath hit your neck before he kissed it. You felt his strong hands grip on your hips subtly moving your hips to where he wanted them.

It was getting way too hot. You turned around and looked at him in the eye. His pretty eyes were lidded as he looked down at you. The corner of his lips were curled up into a grin, he wanted to kiss you so bad.

“I need to go to the bathroom.” You whisper into his ear. “Afterwards, I want you to take me somewhere - anywhere - and fuck me…”

Eren watched as you walked away so innocently. Sweetly asking Connie where’s the bathroom and politely asking people to excuse you.

He’d fulfil your wish.

Unexpectedly, you were met with a long queue to Connies bathroom. You weren’t even sure if some of the people in the line were even there to go to the bathroom but rather for a quickie.

“I know he doesn’t know you that well but Connie really made you use this bathroom…?” A low voice spoke behind you. When you turned around, Jean stood with a grin plastered on his face.

You chuckle, “There’s another bathroom?”

Jean puts his index finger by his lips, “Don’t tell everyone.” He whispers causing you to giggle. “It’s his parent’s on suite. Come, I’ll take you.”

Nothing was stopping you from following him. You were desperate for the toilet and the quicker you can do your business, the quicker you can get back to Eren.

Jean opens the door, holding it open for you to pass.

“That one…” He points at the door and you thank him before running to the bathroom. You finish your business and look in the mirror to take a good look at your appearance.

All that dancing had done something to your make up. You chuckle as you notice how your eye bags seemed slightly darker from your mascara and how your lip gloss was slightly smudged.

Once you leave the bathroom, you were met with Jean sitting on Connie’s parent bed, lighting a blunt. His eyes were on you as he placed it in between his lips.

“You’re gonna get Connie in trouble when his parents come home and their bed smells like weed..” You chuckle, finding a place on the bed to sit.

He shrugs, “The windows are up. Besides, they love me. I’m like the golden child in their eyes.”

You chuckle. The atmosphere was strange. Jean seemed like a chill guy but he was definitely arrogant in some way. All thoughts left your mind, however, when Jean took the blunt out of his lips and passed it to you.

“Nah, I don’t..smoke..” You smiled. “You shouldn’t either, Mr championship hockey player. It’s bad for your lungs and shit.”

He shakes his head grinning. “I don’t do it often. It’s just tonight, I wanna relax.”

“You better not do it often. When you make it big, it might be detrimental.” You mutter. Jean sees the way you play with your fingers and he can’t tell if you’re nervous or if that’s a habit.

Whatever it is, it’s cute.

“When I make it big, huh? What makes you think I’ll make it big?” He asks, he moves himself slightly closer to you but not too close where you’re uncomfortable.

You look at him. “You have an athlete persona. And, the way you were making it sound in the country club, you were destined for greatness.”

Jean shrugs, as if he doesn’t care. But he’s smiling in his head because he knows he’ll make it big. All the offers and scholarships piled at his front door aren’t just imaginary.

“Nah..” Jean chuckles. “I been playin since I could walk it feels like. My mom…she wasn’t filthy rich when I was born so it was hard to get me lessons. But when she slowly became richer, I’ve been at the top of my game. I owe it all to her, really.”

A smile adorns your face as you hear him talk about his mother. “How about you? I hear you do…golf?”

You then go on to ramble how you’ve been playing golf for a little over ten years now and how everyone thinks it’s boring, but it’s fun for you.

“And, you teaching Eren how to golf now?” He looks at you smugly. Something was telling you that Eren would be brought up. “He never seemed that interested before he met you I assume.”

You shrug, “He’s…good. But yeah, basketball is his thing. Golf is definitely mine.” You chuckle but Jean doesn’t. He just grins, and looks away.

The room falls silent as Jean continues to smoke, “You like him?”

The question almost catches you off guard, was it not clear in the country club?, “Yeah…I really do. He’s been great.”

Your answer leaves Jean a little more jealous than he should be. However, he does nothing but chuckle. “I’ve seen this happen so many times, y’know?”

“Seen what happen?”

He looks at you, blankly, “Eren gets a girl to fall in love with him and in the end, he leaves them for dust. It’s happened to that girl, Historia? Don’t know if you know her?”

Jean knew that what he was saying was a lie. Well, it was a half lie. Eren and Historia briefly dated and it was a very nasty break up. It was filled with toxicity from both parties and the relationship would’ve rot had it continued. But that was Eren’s first toxic relationship.

Ask any of his previous girlfriends, apart from Historia, they’d tell you that he was the one that got away.

“No..No, I don’t.” You answer. Was everything Eren told you a lie? Like how he’s never felt like this about anyone? Was it all just bullshit?

The conversation that was ahead didn’t appeal to you, so you stood from the bed. “Thanks for the conversation, Jean. It was nice getting to know you.”

He stands too, “It’s nothing. I shouldn’t have said all that about Eren. It’s none of my business…It’s the weed talkin..”

“No, you might’ve just opened my eyes a little.” You sigh, walking to leave the bedroom.

When you open the door, you were met with those same pretty eyes you’d been looking at for months. He looks at you, then behind you to see Jean. You can see him mentally try to connect the dots, but it’s too late. It didn’t help that your lip gloss was smudged.

“Eren..” You say, before he storms away.

You follow Eren outside as he marches back to his car. Obviously, from his perspective, he’s seen the girl he likes and his friend in a room that smells of weed. And, your lip gloss smudged.

But you have questions of your own. “Eren, stop..”

“Just get in the car, I’ll drop you home.” He sighs as he opens his side of the car. Normally, he’d walk over and open your door first. But he’s mad, furious.

The car ride starts off silent. Well, for the most part. The roading chants from Connie’s house echo throughout the driveway.

“Did you make out with him? Or fuck him?” He asks, like it’s an ordinary question.

You look at him in disbelief, “You’re not serious..”

“What? I’m seeing my girl and my friend in a room, what am I supposed to think?” He scoffs.

In any other situation, the way Eren called you ‘my girl’ would make your cheeks grow warm. But now is not the time, “I can’t speak to one of your friends?”

“Was that you were doing?” Eren asks sarcastically.

“Yeah, it was. And the things he told me about you surprised me the most.” You scoff back at him before crossing your arms and staring out the window.

Eren stays silent for a second, “What’d he say?”

“We talked about Historia. And how that and every other relationship you’ve had was toxic as hell.”

If Eren wasn’t driving, he’d snap his head to look at you in total disbelief. What Eren were you guys talking about? Because it surely isn’t Eren Yeager.

The same Eren Yeager who picked flowers from his mothers flowerbed to give to his first girlfriend before she cheated on him? Or the same Eren Yeager who was left soaked after giving girlfriend no.2 his jacket when it was raining like crazy?

“Y/N, I know you’re smart, c’mon..” He sighs. “He’s only saying that so you look at me differently.”

“And why would he-” “Because he’s attracted to you, Y/N!” He says, at this point he’s beyond annoyed. Finding out Jean was trying to jeopardise his new relationship was enough, but finding out you believed him?! Icing on the cake.

Once Eren says those words, it’s like everything clicked for you. That’s why he threw shade at eren at the country club.

“Ask any ex of mine, I was nothing but good to them..” Eren sighs. “Historia…Historia was the only toxic one. She cheated first, then I cheated. And yeah, I regret it. But…I was hurt.”

You look at him, full of regret. “I’m…I’m sorry, for not believing you..”

He shakes his head. “It’s whatever.”

The rest of the car ride is silent before Eren stops at a red light. You can tell this whole situation has pissed him off. But, there’s nothing you can do to regain his trust.

“One question, though..” Eren muttered. You turned to look at him straight away.

“You didn’t fuck him?”

You sighed, smiling slightly. “No, Eren. I barely even looked at him.”

“Good.” He turned into a car park and parked there. “Come ride me..”

The casualness in which he said that surprised you. But, it was the least you could do. Awkwardly, you made your way to sit on his lap.

Eren grabbed the back of your neck and pushed your face towards his, inviting you into a lengthy and sloppy kiss. His anger was radiating from the kiss alone as his other hand began to grab your ass from behind.

You felt his pull your skirt up slightly so he could grab your panties. That’s when you heard a loud rip. You immediately felt the absence of your panties but you didn’t care. For now, all that mattered was making him feel good.

“Eren..I want you..” Eren smiled into the kiss after hearing your words. His hands went down to his joggers, pulling them down so his dick sprung out.

It was hard and throbbing against you. “Maybe we should argue more often.” He smiled at you, before kissing you again.

The feeling if Eren’s cock sliding in between your folds made you crazy. You wanted nothing but for him to thrust inside you, but you knew that you couldn’t be too impatient.

“This is what you wanted, hm? Talking to my friends, tryna get me jealous so I could fuck you like a whore, huh?” He whispered in your ear. You didn’t answer, the feeling of Eren against you making you unable to form words. “Answer me, Y/N.”

You nod, biting your lip. Suddenly, you feel a sharp slap on your bare ass. “Y/N, you’ve been pissing me off all night, use your words.”

“Yes!” You whimper. “I just wanted you to fuck me..”

Eren knows that was the case all along. If it wasn’t, you wouldn’t have grind on him like no one was watching.

Finally, Eren pushes his cock inside you. You gasp at the feeling, gripping onto his shoulders tightly. Eren smirks as your hips begin to rock, slowly but it feels amazing.

A string of moans leave your plump lips. Eren groans at the way your pussy tightens around him ever so slightly. “You’re fucking mine, okay?”

You nod again, forgetting how Eren wants you to speak. He thrusts up into you roughly, earning a loud moan from you. His strokes are quick and satisfying. You feel like you’re gonna cum before he abruptly stops.

“Ren..” You whine.

“You want me to fuck you like that? Then, fucking speak when I’m talking to you.” His voice is low as he tells you what he wants.

You begin to bounce on his cock. Obviously, it’s quite cramped because cars aren’t made for sex. But you make it work. Eren’s hands grip tightly on your hips as you speed up.

And Eren so badly wants to rip your shirt to see your beautiful boobs. But he knows hes dropping you back to your parents.

So, he settles for pulling up your top, exposing your tits. He greedily sucks and kisses all over them. If your mind wasn’t already scrambled by his dick, this would send you.

“Eren, fuck..feels too good..” You whimper.

He notices you slowing down and slaps your ass again, “Don’t slow down. You were talking all that shit earlier, like you know shit..”

A whine leaves your mouth again as you try to bounce on his cock as feverishly as you did before. But you just don’t have that much energy.

“You need some help, huh?” He asks and you mewl out a small, ‘please’.

Immediately, you feel Eren snap his hips up into you, fucking you hard and deep. You lose your breath for a second before gnashing your teeth down on your lip, attempting to muffle your moans.

His lips are back on your tits and then they travel up to your neck, hard enough to leave marks. You try to stop him, realising that if your parents see a hickey, they’d be angry as hell. But, all efforts are futile.

“You gonna speak to Jean again?” He says, breathlessly.

“N-No!”

His hands slap your ass a few more times, “I know, baby. Because you’re mine, hm? These tits are mine, this pussy is mine, yeah?”

You nod, this time Eren doesn’t care because he so close to cumming. “You’re about to make me come, baby. I can feel you’re close.”

“I’m so fucking close, Ren..” You hug him as he fucks you even more faster than he did before. Eren groans out a ‘Fuck!’ before you cum all over him, causing him to cum too.

The car smells like pure sex as you and Eren try to regain your breath. He looks up at you and kisses you. It’s a softer kiss but it still sends butterflies to your stomach.

“Be my girlfriend.” He mutters in between kisses.

You look at him and smile. “I’d be honoured..”

#szasfuckingwife #attack on titan #eren x reader #eren x you #eren x y/n #eren jeager x reader #eren yeager #eren smut #eren jeager x y/n #eren

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jooillusion · 9 months ago

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𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙘 𝙝𝙪𝙚𝙨 — o. seungmin

[ outline. ] - one of you and your boyfriends favorite things to do together. he’s the painter and you’re his muse.

[ content + warnings. ] - college au, artist!o.de x reader + pet names, lingerie, kissing, suggestive but no smut, seungmin is a simp, they’re in love and it’s sickening, not proofread

[ word count.] - 2k

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐒 .ᐟ this is quite literally inspired by my xdh lingerie reaction post if you want to check it out here! you don’t have to read it but i mentioned that the wardrobe is full of shades of purple, so this was a random thought turned into a fic lol. hope you enjoy!

seungmin’s clammy hands gather his belongings from the table as soon as the clock hits three pm. he didn’t want to endure another second of hearing his professor’s painfully bothersome voice piercing his ears, he could literally do anything better for an hour and a half rather than hearing them whine and moan about every single thing. besides, he was looking forward to going to his shared apartment and maybe cuddling up next to his girlfriend who’s most likely out of her classes and watching some television. he’s definitely prepared for what ever story she has bubbling in her throat for him as her fingers run through his hair, his head laying on her chest and his arms around her torso wrapped in a warm embrace.

he’s definitely prepared for what ever story she has bubbling in her throat for him as her fingers run through his hair, his head laying on her chest and his arms around her torso wrapped in a warm embrace. it became a routine at this point, so he wouldn’t be surprised if she was on their couch laying on her back waiting for him. the thought of it etches a smile onto his lips.

“hey seungmin,” seungmins head turns towards the voice next to him, his actions of putting his notebook in his bag halting. the voice belongs to jiseok who’s already all packed up and ready to go, his hand in his pocket and a grin taking over his features. seungmin raises an eyebrow. “wanna get some drinks with me and the guys tonight? it’s been a while since all six of us hung out.”

seungmin rolls his eyes, knowing that jiseok loves to exaggerate. it’s only been four days since he last saw all of his friends.

“i have homework to do,” seungmin glances down at his watch to make his case more believable. “like right now.”

“bullshit.” he snorts. jiseok knew he was going to lie, since that was his excuse almost every single time he just wanted to go home in a rush. jiseok audibly sighs, his fingers pinching his nose bridge and his head shaking from side to side. “your only “homework” is that girlfriend of yours huh?” he makes sure to emphasize the word to at least fill seungmin’s gut with guilt. he’s proven wrong again though, since seungmin stands proud with no shame at all, the sheepish smile on his face full of pride.

“you sound jealous as if you wanna be my girlfriend.” seungmin coos as he finishes placing his things in his bag, slinging it over his shoulder and making his way towards the exit door of the lecture hall. jiseok scoffs and ignores his comment, trailing next to him.

“cmon man. ever since you two got together, it’s been like a rarity to actually see you out.”

“that’s because i have priorities. and my main priority right now is doing my homework.” seungmin emphasizes just like jiseok did earlier, smirking at a disgusted jiseok who jokingly gags.

“ugh enough with the homework thing!” jiseok raises his voice in slight irritation and it only makes seungmin laugh. “you’re so gross dude.”

“i didn’t say which kind of homework i was doing.” seungmin’s purposefully obnoxious laughter dies down, his eyes not missing the scowl sewn onto jiseoks face. “hey, maybe next time dude. pretty sure she misses me more than you guys.” seungmin’s palm lightly pats at jiseoks shoulder, the supposedly reassuring gesture only making jiseok roll his eyes.

“yeah okay. that next time better be a promise.” jiseok finally goes his own way. seungmin shakes his head playfully as he watches the boy walk away, walking to his own car once he’s out of sight.

“it’s not even what he said it’s just the way he said it!” your voice rings through seungmin’s ears like a bell, the pent up frustration that you’ve been holding in all day slowly leaving as you rant to seungmin. he doesn’t mind at all, nodding his head after every sentence you finish.

he sets the blank canvas on his easel, sitting upright in his stool and turning towards you. he can’t even feel bad since you’re sporting an adorable pout on your face. “you weren’t even listening were you?”

he chuckles and shrugs. “i listened enough to know this happened before.”

“and what is that supposed to mean?” you scoff and raise an eyebrow.

“it means that i know you so well. you know like a good boyfriend.”

“yeah yeah whatever..”

seungmin stands up from his seat. “c’mon babe i was just joking.” he wraps his arms around you, kissing your cheek. “you know i’m always on you’re side even if you’re in the wrong.”

you laugh. he was definitely being ridiculous, but it made you feel even more better.

“i guess boyfriend who just knows me so well.”

you hear him quietly snicker through his nose, the air hitting you’re ear.

“how about you go ahead get ready for me, yeah? the sooner we start the sooner we could lie down.”

he lets go of you, nudging his head towards the bathroom down the hall. he watches you prance down the hallway and into your shared bedroom. seungmin follows a few seconds after once you’ve retrieved the bag from your bedroom, getting ready to step into the bathroom to watch you change. he’s seen your body countless times before, yet he always gets giddy just thinking about it as if he’ll see if for the first time again.

but what he doesn’t expect is the wooden door of the bathroom to slam right in front of his face. he stands still, not believing what just happened until he tries again, attempting too turn the knob only for it to not budge.

seungmin leans against the frame of the bathroom door from the outside, his arms crossed.

“and why am i not allowed to see my girlfriend of nearly a thousand years change again?”

“i want it to be a surprise,” seungmin hears from the other side of the door. “if you see me change into it now, it’d ruin the shock factor.”

“i was standing right next to you when i bought it-“

“yeah but you haven’t seen it on me yet, so get lost!”

seungmin rolls his eyes. he obliges your orders, quietly stepping away and returning to his stool. he preps his tools, squeezing paint onto the wooden palette and tying a smock around himself. he hears you open the door not too long after, turning his head to get a glimpse.

he’s once again met with nothing, only being met with your loud voice booming through the hallways.

“close your eyes and i’ll tell you when i’m in there!”

he sighs with the slightest tinge of irritancy, closing his eyes anyways. he hears a little bit of shuffling until he doesn’t, but feeling the presence of something in front of him, his eyes fluttering open once he hears your command.

seungmin feels as if his air is stolen straight from his lungs. the first thing he sees is the lace corset that hugs your torso just right, the decorated lace in the shape of hearts and in his favorite color—purple, the shade of lilac to be exact. his eyes follow the pattern down to the stockings clipped to the lacy stocking clipped to the corset along with some panties, all sharing the same shade of color.

he knows he’s gawking, his jaw growing sore but he can’t even notice as he debates whether or not he should follow up with the activity, instead trying to savor as much of the image in front of him as he can.

his hand unashamedly reaches out to touch, a light slap swatting his hand away.

“maybe afterwards babe.” you giggle, turning around to walk to the middle of the room. seungmin gets a full glimpse of the thin piece of fabric that sits in the slit between your ass. you weren’t wearing panties, you were wearing a full on thong. and it sends seungmin into overdrive.

he nearly chokes on his spit, clearing his throat and pushing up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. he peeks from behind the canvas.

“pose for me, love.”

seungmin watches you hesitate for a moment. it takes you awkwardly shifting–which is nothing but adorable to seungmin–until you’re satisfied enough with your pose. he waits until you’re fully ready, bringing his focus back to the canvas.

he takes his time, setting aside the thoughts of what he’ll repay you with later. for now he’ll just settle for mixing in the paint, not even needing to directly look at you to know, already having studied every single detail you possess. you watch seungmin’s focused face, him flashing a wink everytime you two lock eyes, causing you to smile at his antics.

as more time passes by, paint stains his fingers and smock. as more time passes by, your body starts to grow tired from standing in one position. as more time passes by, the sun starts to set, the rays seeping into opened blinds and hitting your skin just right.

“can you turn around for me? i wanna see more.”

you do an experimental turn, your backside facing seungmin and returning to your original pose, looking over your shoulder. he smiles and claps his hands together. the sunlight hits right at the curve of your shoulder and runs down your arm. you catch him as he’s staring dead on again, before shaking his head and going back to painting.

“are you almost done?” you ask, growing slightly impatient.

you could tell by the way he was looking at you every time he peeked from behind the easel something would follow up after your little session, his eyes wandering either way too low or too high. either way, it didn't bother you at all. your boyfriend’s attention was all you wanted.

he only nods his head silently at the fear of suddenly blurting his thoughts out too loud. seungmin strokes his paintbrush a few more times, setting it down along with his palette.

“i’m finished. c’mere and take a look.” you scurry your way over to him, taking a look at your boyfriends work. he watches your jaw drop, crossing his arms.

“you like it?”

“i love it. it’s stunning.”

he smiles, “you’re stunning.”

“i swear i knew you were going to say that.”

he laughs, pulling you onto his lap and wrapping his arms around your torso, his fingers tracing over the outlines of the decorated corset. you take the time to observe his work closely, noticing how he captured every part that you had considered a flaw, but perfect to him regardless. seungmin pulls you closer, lightly kissing down your neck.

“you smell good y’know.” he breaks the silence, nuzzling his nose into your skin.

you turn your head, giving him an eye roll before placing your lips onto his, his colored fingers cups your cheek. you let him pull you closer to deepen the kiss, your own hand coming up to grip the back of his head and delicately pulling at his hair. it quickly grows heated, seungmin’s tongue welcoming itself into your mouth to which you happily allow him in.

it’s messy and it grows hot. it makes your grip in seungmin’s head tighten, the noise traveling from his mouth to yours.

“wait,” he pulls away, the bottom half of his face already flushed and his lips swollen. “let’s take this to the bedroom.” his lips curl into the smirk that you know all too well. to your surprise, seungmin hooks his arm under your legs and lifts you up, carrying you down the hall and into the bedroom, kicking the door closed.

the abandoned artwork sits at the easel in the middle of your shared living room, just a few inches away from where you were previously standing just a few seconds ago. maybe once you two finish with whatever you’re doing, you’ll retrieve it and add it to your personal collection for only you and seungmin to see and forbidden to anybody else. at the moment though, you two could care less if somebody could walk in and see it.

#—꩜ seungmin #—꩜ fluff #—꩜ suggestive #—꩜ fics #kstrucknet #xdinary heroes imagines #xdinary heroes fluff #xdinary heroes x reader #xdh imagines #xdh fluff #xdh x reader #o.de fluff #o.de x reader

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rikiislvr · 1 year ago

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🫧 fake it till you make it (4)

read one, two and three first to understand the plot!

you groaned as you felt your eyes sting, you slowly opened your eyes revealing your bright room from the open curtains.

your eyes winced as you felt a pounding sensation coming from your head. all you remembered was picking up one cup, then pouring another and another until your memory went blank.

you were hoping you weren’t too bad drunk, exposing your act between you and niki with your drunk thoughts. you quickly grabbed your phone and went to nikis contact immediately but there was already a text sent.

riki : u didn’t expose us if ur wondering lol, take medicine

you sighed in relief and slowly sat urself up but your door opened revealing your mother who had pills and a cup of water in her hands, “i already knew.” she smiled walking over to you, you smiled in return and took some pills for your raging headache.

“who is he? why didn’t you tell me about him?” your mom asked sitting at the edge of the bed, “because..” you sighed, “it’s not real.”

her eyes widened, “it’s not.. real? you guys are faking it?” she asked, and you nod with a rush of guilt. “sweetheart.” the moved closer, “i know love. i know TRUE love, and the way he looks at you.. it’s not fake.” she shook her head.

you tilt your head, from what you knew, he didn’t even like you. at all. so what was she talking about, “give it time.. it’ll hit eventually.” she kissed your forehead before leaving your room,

niki doesn’t like you. he never would. you knew that and so did he? this is all just a act, once it’s over you two will go your own ways, he’ll be surrounded by other girls like always and you can finish your studies in peace.

you walked into school tying your hair back so it’s out your face, you immediately saw niki hanging out at his locker with his other friends.

you walked over and he smiled, “hey- girlfriend.” he says, you rolled your eyes, “hi boyfriend.” you turned your lips upwards,

“was i bad saturday..?” you whisper to him, “not really.. didn’t blow our cover atleast.” he chuckled nervously, you didn’t blow yalls cover because HE did. but jungwon knew anyways.

but now that NIKI knew he liked you actually, it was awkward for him to barely even look at you. he still had the polaroid picture of you, he had to find the right time to give it back to you.

“hey you two lovebirds.” jungwon walked up to you guys, you cleared your throat, “hey.” you smiled, niki just stood there, you turned to him and widened your eyes,

“oh- right.. hey.” he put his arm around you, jungwon laughed to himself, “what’s funny?” you ask him, “oh nothing. you guys should go out for a date, especially after my party, niki deserves one after carrying you home.” jungwon says.

being the best wingman, niki shot him a smile and he nod softly, “you— carried me home?! why didn’t you tell me?” you gasp, “because i’m the best boyfriend ever.” niki smiled at you, you rolled your eyes and pushed him away and he chuckled.

“fine- i guess i’ll.. take you on a date..” you groan, but quickly covered up and smiled facing jungwon, he just stared at you two, “cool- i’m looking forward to the details later niki!” he waved before walking away.

niki turned to you with a huge smile, “cant wait for this date you have planned for me.” he nods. “don’t get your hopes up too high, watch it literally just be something so small.” you scoffed a chuckle.

“i wouldn’t mind.” he shrugged and walked away, you tilt your head at his response. not expecting that.. but now you had to plan something for him, something alteast so he can tell jungwon about it.

all day you’ve been in class wondering where to take niki, since it wasn’t REAL, you didn’t wanna waste too much money, so you decided to take him to a cafe place after school, the bell rang, snapping you out your thoughts, you quickly gathered your stuff and texted niki to meet you outside.

niki received the message and felt his palms sweating, gosh he didn’t think the date would be today? “uh- i’ll see you guys later.” he waved to his friends and walked away from them as they said their goodbyes, he headed down the hallway towards the front of the school where you two usually meet,

but someone called his name, making him snap his head back, his head tilted at who he saw, a short haired girl with glasses on her head, “mimi? what are you—?” he turned to her,

she walked up to him and crossed her arms, “what are YOU doing? since when we’re you dating y/n?! and why didn’t i know about this.” she scoffed rolling her eyes, niki sighed.

mimi was the girl he was hanging out with before you asked him about the fake dating, they got closer and mimi developed feelings for him, but niki just thought she was a close friend.

“why are you so worried?” niki asked, mimi just scoffed, “seriously? you’re gonna act like we had nothing going on between us?!” she threw her arms up in the air.

you on the other hand, tapped your foot on the ground and checked the time, “where is he..” you whispered and made your way back in the school to find the lost boy,

“mi. cmon seriously? we were just friends and i told you that.” niki shook his head, her eyebrows raised, “friends? do friends kiss?!” she furrows her eyebrows, “YOU kissed ME. because you were hurt and i only did it to help you. nothing more.” niki rubbed his temples.

“okay well im hurt, i’ve been hurt since i heard about you two because why didn’t you tell me? you need to make it up to me.” she nods, “i will- just not now i have too—

“no. now.” she stomped her foot. “what do you even want me too—

“hug me or something! if this is our last time together. it’s the least you can do.” she sighed, niki bit the inside of his cheek, he’d just get this hug out the way so he could hurry and meet you,

he slowly opened his arms and mimi ran into them, hugging him tightly, he hugged back awkwardly,

you then turned the corner hoping you’d see niki at his locker, but what you saw was even worst,

he was hugging some random girl, she was smiling softly and you couldn’t see nikis face since he wasn’t facing you,

you felt your face heating up, along as your arms and pretty much your entire body. you just blinked blankly at the two, you felt anger rushing up to your head..

why are you mad? it’s not like.. you guys were actually dating. besides, you knew he didn’t like you, and you— didn’t like him..

you bit down on your lip and quickly walked away to just go home, something inside of you was making you feel emotional, which you tried to ignore because— it didn’t make sense.

niki let go of the hug, and mimi smiled, “thanks! have fun explaining this to your loving girlfriend who just ran away.” she pointed down the hall where you pushed through the doors and stormed away,

niki felt his heart drop, “shit!” he whispered and quickly ran down the hall, leaving mimi laughing to herself.

he couldn’t loose you- not without giving you a better explanation and, not before.. confessing how he really felt all this time.

only thing he was scared about was- would you believe him?

a/n: this was SO SHORT im sorry. but better chapters coming soon! not sure how long this’ll last anyways <3

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