#i wanna be cute and i feel scared i did something wrong so please just break it gently if i did

[sayhellotothedusk]

Ovulation thoughts: Wanting you to stare at me because I'm objectifying myself on purpose

Like I'm not sitting here rolling up my shirt to be silly, I want that to have consequences, maybe I want you to need me about as badly as my brain is telling me I need you

Maybe I want you staring at me, maybe I want you to possess me the same way I'm wrapped around your every word

Maybe I got tempted to take a particularly embarrassing photo because I want you starving for touch in about the same way I am. I want you to want to touch every inch of skin I show in that photo because I feel like I'm dying with you not touching me in those places.

It's not even a breeding thing yet, but God I look at myself and I look so pretty and grabable, I look just about good enough to eat (metaphorically here) and I want to imagine your mouth watering thinking about it

I enjoy pretending I'm a much more confident, conniving person then I actually am

I want you to look at my skin and wish it was between your teeth and fingers

[lavnderwonu]

So High School | Kim Mingyu

pairing: fiancé!mingyu x pregnant!fem!reader

rating: fluff, mature

genre: non-idol au, slice of life, established relationship

summary: you and your fiancé haven't discussed the idea of you having children, but with your wedding approaching, the idea of starting a family with him has been on your mind.

warnings: please read ALL! contains smut! not much but a little! (!!!) some time skips, reader gets pregnant, planned pregnancy, reader's mom loves mingyu, reader deals with morning sickness (for my fellow emetophobics this may be triggering!), minwon coworkers mentioned, smut warnings: creampie, unprotected sex, multiple rounds mentioned, backshots, fingering.

word count: 3k

AHEM! go listen to so high school by taylor swift (perhaps while you read!)

author's note!: i listened to taylor waaaay too much while i was writing this, as you can probably tell by the title 🫣 what can i say! guilty. my first time writing slice of life au! i had fun lowkey. AGHHH i just love writing cute mingyu esp when it involves future dad mingyu. the song lyrics are meant to be spacers for the time-skips btw! shoutout to @jenoslutie for also supporting my vision with this 💋 muah xo

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I feel so high school every time I look at you, I wanna find you in a crowd just to hide from you...

Mingyu was your dream man in many ways than one. The perfect boy to bring home to your parents, cooked delicious meals for you, and overall made you feel safe. 

You two had been engaged for months now, and wedding planning was well underway, the date set for early into the new year. As if it wasn’t stressful enough, your mom had already started questioning whether the two of you had wanted children, or planned to in the future. The answer was always the same,

“Mom, I don’t know… we haven’t talked about it into a lot of detail… maybe later on…” or “C’mon, we’re still young, Mom!” 

Mingyu didn’t know any of this, and you’d probably never tell him, not wanting him to feel pressured by your badgering mother. You both knew you wanted children eventually, but you never talked that far into the future.

But… you also thought… maybe you would want to have children, if it was with Mingyu. 

Mingyu would be the father to play dress up and makeovers with your daughter, have tea parties with her, or play with faux tools with your son and pretend to fix things, and play with plastic dinosaurs.

You couldn't picture anybody that would be more perfect to do it with than him.

Are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me? It's just a game, but really I'm bettin' on all three for us two...

Mingyu stands at the kitchen counter, cooking dinner like he usually does, and he usually insists since he gets home a little earlier from work than you do most days. 

You come from the kitchen after changing out of your work clothes to see him chopping garlic as a pot is boiling on the stove. 

“What are you making?”

“Agio e olio,” Mingyu responds, looking up to smile at you briefly. “I know it’s your favorite, and you said you were craving it.”

You smile, coming over to kiss him on the cheek quickly. “Thank you, you make it so good anyway.” You chuckle as he playfully rolls his eyes. 

He tosses the garlic in a pan on the stove, stirring it a little, then adds the pasta to the boiling water.

You decide now is the time to break your silence, and tell him what’s been on your mind lately.

“Gyu,” You speak up. “… I think we should talk about something.” 

“What?” Mingyu’s gaze turns to meet yours, a concerned look on his face, and you immediately want to kiss him and make it go away.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“I’ve been thinking…” You pause, racking your brain on how to word what you’re about to tell him, also given that you didn’t want to scare him. “What do you think about us… having a baby?” 

You look up at his undeniable surprised expression; after all you did come out of nowhere with that statement.

“I mean, I know we haven’t really discussed it much, and we’re getting married in a few months… but I have been thinking about it a lot, and I want to, we’re at that age-“ You break out into a nervous ramble before he cuts you off.

“I’ve thought about it too. I thought it should be something that we should…you know… talk about.” Mingyu says.

“I don’t want to put any pressure on you, or I guess, on us.” You continue. “I know we’re not married officially yet, and our wedding isn’t until a few more months, but I don’t know, I think I want to.” 

Mingyu turns to you, smiling ear to ear in the adorable happy puppy way he typically does when he’s over the top excited about something. “I know, me too.”

“Does this mean… we’re trying?” You can’t even hide your smile, your cheeks hurt as you attempt to be the least bit nonchalant.

“Yeah… fuck… c’mere.” Mingyu pulls you closer to him, kissing you fervently.

You pull back, releasing his grip from your waist.

“Hey, after dinner,” You smirk, giggling at his eagerness. “You’re gonna burn your garlic.”

“Mingyu… I can’t, fuck-“ You whine, your face nearly buried into the pillow underneath you.

“Yeah you can baby…” Mingyu grunts, his hand slides up your back to push you down even more. “Taking it all like a good girl…”

You nearly collapse as you can barely hold yourself up anymore, and you’re being pushed forward almost to the headboard from the force of him behind you.

“I’m gonna come, ‘gyu.” You cry, your hand trailing down to rub tight circles on your clit, making your thighs tremble as you push yourself closer to the edge. 

“Go on baby…” Mingyu groans, feeling you get tighter around him. “Cum all over my cock like a good girl.”

You cry his name again as he pushes you over the edge, white-knuckling the sheets as he keeps thrusting inside you, almost even harder.

“Fuck…”  He groans as he slows down, stilling before he comes inside you.

He pulls out, watching himself drip out of you briefly as he curses under his breath, before he pushes it back inside you with two fingers, making you whine.

“Sorry, baby…” Mingyu sweetly apologizes.

You flip over on your back, pulling him down to kiss him.

“I wanna go again…” You say against his lips, pushing his sweaty long hair back.

“Really?” He asks sweetly, leaning down to kiss your neck a few times. “Wasn’t too much?”

“Never…”

Truth, dare, spin bottles, You know how to ball, I know Aristotle Brand new, full-throttle, Touch me while your bros play Grand Theft Auto...

The next few weeks were just the usual. Going into work during the day, shopping for the wedding with your sister, … Mingyu practically never leaving you alone, but that you wouldn’t complain about.

“What kind of flowers are you guys doing?” Your sister asks you. The two of you made plans to get coffee, and you guys typically talked about whatever. She always voiced her opinion on your life whether it was boyfriends, career moves, and now: your wedding.

“White lilies; one of my favorites. Mingyu said I could just pick what I wanted, he’s happy with whatever I choose.” You say.

“That’s sweet,” She smiles, stirring her matcha latte. “Even though, he probably doesn’t care.” She chuckles.

“You’re probably right, I think he has other things on his mind other than flowers.” You laugh, only you know what you mean by that. 

You never told her the both of you had been trying to have a baby.

“I’ve always liked him, though, you know that.” She smiles. “If there’s anybody you marry and spend forever with, i'm glad it’s him. He’s just right for you.”

You smile, glancing down as your gaze flickers on your sparkling engagement ring under the coffee shop lights.

You’re definitely glad it’s him.

“Do you mind if we go into the grocery store down the street? I need to just run in and get a few things.” She asks you.

You nod. “Yeah, that’s fine. I could probably use a few things too.” 

“How do you know if a watermelon is a really good one?” She asks you, as the fruit by the entrance catches her eye.

“You’re asking me?” You laugh. “I have no idea, I have heard though if they’re a dark green, it’s too watery.”

“You were always good at picking them, I know Mom used to always say that.” She replies. “Maybe I won’t get one, are they even in season?”

“Probably not, it’s November. Anyway, what did you need here?” You say, grabbing a hand basket for yourself.

“Just usual stuff, yogurt… eggs, oat milk, some strawberries… whatever else I find that I think i need.” She says, placing strawberries and avocados in her cart. Already straying from the list. 

You follow her, bagging up some apples, cucumbers, and brussel sprouts into your basket. 

You’re both wandering down the ice cream aisle, as you’re grabbing whatever pint of peanut butter ice cream you can find, when your sister speaks up.

“Oh! Let’s go to the hygiene section, I need to get some tampons. That time of the month soon.”

You pause, ice cream in hand, suddenly racking your brain trying to remember when the last time your period was. A few weeks ago? Last month? Were you supposed to get it? Were you late?

“Y/n…? What’s wrong? Everything okay?” She asks, seemingly able to read your inner monologue going on in your head. 

“Y-yeah…” You reply, placing the ice cream in your basket, all while your heart is still racing. Was it joy? Nervousness? “It’s just… I can’t remember the last time I had my period…”

I'm watching American Pie with you on a Saturday night Your friends are around, so be quiet, I'm trying to stifle my sighs 'Cause I feel so high school, Every time I look at you...

“I feel bad doing this without him,” You say, staring down at the two blinking pregnancy tests on the counter. “Mingyu should be here…”

“He’ll be home from work soon won’t he? You’ll tell him then. C’mon, he’ll understand, practically sister code for me to be the first one to know.” She replies, checking the time on her phone. 

It’s true, you both always did tell each other everything before you told anybody else. 

“It’s almost time.”

“I can’t look.” You anxiously turn away. “It’s killing me.”

“How did this happen?” She asks. “I mean… not to be nosey….”

“Well we talked about it, and we’ve been kinda… sorta, trying to get pregnant.” 

“What?! How come you didn’t tell me you were?” She exclaims, playfully shoving you.

“We decided to about a little over a month ago. We talked about it, we decided it was something we both wanted,” You start, just as her phone timer goes off, you quickly turn around from the counter. “Oh my god, oh my god, I can’t look.”

“I’ll do it first,” She says, shoving her way in front of you. “Oh my god… y/n…” You can hear the excitement and smile in her voice.

You turn around, facing the two tests.

You see it, “pregnant”, displayed clearly on both.

“Oh my god, I don’t,” You almost stutter, lost for words. “I- I don’t know what to say.”

“Good news?” She asks.

“Yeah, yeah, of course.” You smile, suddenly becoming teary, feeling a bunch of emotions at once. Excitement. Nervousness.  “I just- fuck… I wish Mingyu was here. I didn’t want to find out like this.”

“Relax, you’ll tell him later,” She laughs. “Especially ‘cause I know you won’t be able to keep this from him long.”

“No, you’re absolutely right. There’s no way I’m holding it in.”

And in a blink of a crinkling eye I'm sinking, our fingers entwined Cheeks pink in the twinkling lights Tell me 'bout the first time you saw me...

You spend the evening trying to decide elaborate ways that you’ll tell him. 

Putting a test in a gift bag as a present? Corny.

Hiding it somewhere and letting him find it? Too lame.

You decided to literally just come right out and tell him, especially because you didn’t want to figure out some cliche way of getting it out.

Mingyu comes home from work, greeting you as he walks in the door, adorably kissing your forehead as he wraps his arms around you, perfectly engulfing you.

“How was your day, honey?” He sweetly asks you, genuinely curious as he’s awaiting your answer. 

“It was good actually, I had coffee with my sister, then we went to the grocery store, doesn’t sound like much but we had fun.” You lean up and kiss his lips, smiling.

“But it’s better now that you’re here.” 

Mingyu smiles, kissing you again.

“I’m going to get changed really quick, okay?” Mingyu says.

You jokingly pout. “Aw, but you look so nice in your slacks and button up shirt… at least let me savor it.” You reach up, undoing a few buttons on his shirt.

“Enjoying this?” Mingyu chuckles.

“Yes, very.” You smile.

“Well I was gonna ask you, if you wanted to, Wonwoo and Seungcheol asked if we wanted to go out and get dinner with them, and hang out maybe get some drinks.” He continues, before he starts walking off to your shared bedroom to change, as you follow him. “Wonwoo asked me before I left the office.” 

“I don’t know… maybe?” You reply, hesitating a bit.

Meanwhile your mind works a mile a minute trying to think of how to break this news of yours to him.

“It wouldn’t be until a little later, if that’s better. No rush.” Mingyu says, nonchalantly unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off. What a distraction. 

He slips on a white t-shirt , and gray sweatpants; his usual after work attire. Suddenly you wonder if whatever you have to tell him is really that important anyway, and you immediately consider just saying “forget it” and fucking him right here in the early hours of the evening. What’d be the big deal? You were already pregnant, anyways.

No! You quickly shake that thought from your mind, refocusing.

“Gyu,” You start, getting his full attention. “There’s something… I have to tell you something.”

“What?” 

“I’m not even really sure how to tell you, um hang on,” You continue, leaving the room quickly to retrieve one of the pregnancy tests you’d left in the bathroom. 

You come back, very obviously holding something behind your back.

“I guess I should say I kind of have a surprise to tell you.”

“What? What?” Mingyu asks, eager already by the way you’re already smirking, unable to contain yourself.

“It’s, um, this…” You start, pulling the test from behind your back. “I didn’t know how to tell you, I was gonna plan something but I couldn’t wait.” You laugh, smiling ear to ear.

Mingyu takes it from you, seemingly uncaring, or forgetting, that you literally peed on the thing. His mouth drops opened, in awe.

“Oh my god…” He speaks, beaming. “When did you find out?” 

“Today, actually.” You say. “I wound up taking a test, and… yeah.” 

You sigh. “I feel so weird about it, I know I was expecting it but I feel so excited and nervous at the same time.”

You glance up at Mingyu, and you see him still examining the test in his hand.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Mingyu nods, his eyes meeting yours and you see he’s now smiling. “I’m just… happy, surprised..”

“I mean, cmon, what were we really expecting…” You joke, blushing.

“You know what I mean, it’s still crazy to me.” Mingyu comes closer to you, kissing you. 

“Yeah, it sure is…” You smile up at him. 

“It’s okay, honey,” Mingyu reassures you, speaking softly. “Just get it out…”

Mingyu kneels behind you on the cold tile floor, holding your hair back as you’re hanging your head over the toilet as your stomach empties its contents.

“There you go…” 

You wonder how he can even stand to be in the bathroom with you, if the roles were reversed, you’d be outside the door nearly gagging.

“Are you okay?” Mingyu asks, helping you sit up, as he wraps his arms around you to keep you steady. 

You slowly nod as you flush, still feeling a touch of nausea. “Yeah, can you just- just stay here for a little bit.” 

Mingyu sits on the tile floor as he leans against the bathtub, and he guides you back to sit in front of him.

You lean back into him, and he leans down and kisses your shoulder. You catch a glance at his watch on his wrist even in the dim light of the very early morning.

“Oh my god, Gyu, is it really 5am?” You groggily ask, feeling sorry. “You have to work in the morning, don’t you?”

“Shh, it’s okay, it’s not a big deal.” Mingyu reassures you. “I can always go in a little later, I wanna make sure you’re okay.” 

“…I think I’m good now,” You say, starting to stand up slowly, as Mingyu helps you all the way. “…You know, I have heard that the more nauseas you are, it probably means you’re having a girl. And if you have none at all, it’s probably a boy.”

Mingyu chuckles, “Where do you come up with this? Is that even a thing?” 

“The internet… you know, social media. Everything’s on there.” You protest.

“You’re delirious,” Mingyu playfully rolls his eyes. “Cmon, let’s go back to bed.”

“Gyu, we have to leave in like an hour,” You say, as you’re getting ready in the bathroom, finishing up your final touches on your hair. “I don’t want to be late for dinner at my parents house.”

Mingyu stands in the doorway now, “This okay?” He shows off a navy blue polo shirt and black jeans. 

“Yeah, honey, you look nice.” You smile. “Besides, you could wear anything around her, she adores you anyways.” 

It was true. Your mother would always be calling Mingyu to help around the house when your Father was away on a business trip. She needed help fixing something? She’d call Mingyu. She needs help building a side table? You bet she’s calling Mingyu. His height was also a bonus, being able to reach things stored higher up.

Mingyu smiles at you adoringly, as his eyes trail down your body.

“What?” You ask when you notice him.

“You’re starting to show a little,” He smiles. “You look cute.”

You giggle, placing your hands on your stomach. “Yeah I know, she wants to be seen now, she’s done hiding.” 

“Well, are my girls ready to go?” Mingyu smiles, kissing you. 

“Yeah,” You giggle, smiling as you kiss him again. “Let’s go.” 

It's true, swear, scouts honor You knew what you wanted and boy, you got her.

tags: @jenoslutie @wonuwrites @aaniag @cosmojinyoung

[katsulina]

feel me on your lips - k.bakugou

you and katsuki are both unfamiliar with relationships, and unsure of how to initiate anything romantic, so of course you don't know what you're supposed to do when you wanna kiss someone till you can't breathe wc: 1,462 a/n: i used to write little oneshots like this but its been a while so please be nice! also wrote this in one sitting to hopefully break out of my writers block and i had sm fun doing it! (i actually got a bit carried away) warnings: katsuki bakugou x reader, first kiss, first relationship, katsuki and reader are a bit emotionally constipated, very cute, very sweet, very innocent, wrote with fem!reader in mind but (i think) can be read as gn!reader too (although if you see any gender specific terms lmk)

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if there was anything katsuki was clueless about, it was relationships. he’s always prided himself on being great at everything, but when it came to his relationship with you, for the first time in his life he didn’t know what he was doing.

at first, you two didn’t do much other than hold hands. and even that was rare. there was an underlying tension in the air whenever you two hung out; you were both scared. scared to make the first move, scared of doing something wrong, scared of fucking everything up.

it was just new. don’t get me wrong, katsuki new you well. he became your boyfriend in the first place because he knew you so well and loved everything about you. even if it took him some time to figure that out, especially with him being unfamiliar with the feeling of a crush mixed with a whole lot of denial and emotional constipation.

but it was a big change and both of your first relationships. neither of you knew how to initiate a touch or a kiss.

it took about a month into your relationship to slowly ease into these things, after a painfully raw and vulnerable conversation about how both of you were clueless when it comes to relationships.

it started with a lean on his shoulder on a certain movie night, to which he tensed up and you were sat with your heart pounding with nerves.

then he started putting an arm around your shoulder when you were sitting in bed together.

eventually you also noticed how he also started ruffling your hair, poking your cheek, and playfully punching your arm. all to tease you, he said. but you knew they were just excuses to touch you.

you guys started to hug more often, his hands on your waist and yours around his shoulders. your legs would touch under the table and neither would awkwardly pull away, but rather leave them where they are, especially when katsuki got comfortable enough to place his hand on your thigh.

it got to where he could hold you when you were both sleeping, and it felt natural. the butterflies were still there, but the fear and hesitation left a long time ago.

but you both craved more. all you both wanted was a kiss.

you both held these feelings, that much was obvious, but neither was brave enough to make a move.

that was until you came to katsuki room one particular friday evening, planning to stay the night. everything went how it always did. you were greeted with a “hey” and a hug, then pulled into his bed for a cozy movie night just like you did every week.

little did you know, it would be different this time.

you had your head resting on katsuki shoulder and a hand on his chest, while one of his hands was on your waist and the other behind his head.

his laptop played a movie you didn’t care much about, not when you had the lullaby of his heartbeat slowly pulling you into a slumber, which katsuki noticed quickly. of course.

“you falling asleep on me??” he whispered, a slight rasp still in his voice, to which you could only hum softly in response.

it didn’t help when his hand moved from your waist to your hair, feeling yourself slip in and out of sleep. but you didn’t want to fall asleep yet. you wanted to spend more time with him.

so, you lifted your heavy head up to meet his gaze with your own tired one. your eyes were half lidded and you wore a shy yet genuine smile on your face. you looked up at him like he was your whole world, and he was just grateful that your head wasn’t on his chest anymore so that you wouldn’t be able to hear how his heart skipped a beat the second you met his eyes.

you still make his nervous, huh.

“go to sleep” it was both a gentle order from him to you as well as an excuse to avert his eyes from yours as he turned you both so you were lying on your sides facing eachother. of course, he was met with a complaint that:

“i don’t want to sleep yet” and “i want to spend more time with you” but all those protests fell deaf on his ears as he closed his laptop and set it aside on his bedside table before turning his lamp off.

now, only to moonlight illuminated the room, and he almost wished it didn’t, because when he lied down and turned to face you, he saw just how beautiful every part of you was.

the look in your eyes displayed only love for him, and the reflection of the glowing moon made it look like there were stars in your eyes. your smile was pure, tired, but pure. like all your energy was pouring into it. it was involuntary. uncontrolled. it wasn’t a forced smile. it wasn’t fake. you were smiling at him because you just couldn’t help it.

you radiated your love for him in this moment. you were beautiful inside and out. and he couldn’t look away.

when you blinked, fighting your slumber, your eyelashes fluttered his way and he couldn’t help but imagine how they’ed feel on his cheek after stealing your lips. and just like that, it was all he could think about.

he found himself in this predicament a little too often. he wanted to kiss you, but he just couldn’t do it. he wasn’t used to this hesitation and self doubt. so he got lost in his thoughts. so much so, that your eyes finally shut, giving in to sleep.

no. he wasn’t going to miss his chance again.

and before he could even think about it, his lips parted and whispered your name with urgency, calling out to you in desperation.

your eyes opened up again, and all of a sudden it hit him just how close the two of you were.

“yes?” you mumbled, your voice sleep laced. when he stared at you with no reply, you only questioned further, slightly worried,

“katsuki..?”

it didn’t take long after that for him to lean closer, eyes focused on your lips, and you knew it was about to happen.

only a moment before your lips touched, he paused, his breath hitching, and looked back into your eyes, searching for confirmation. when his eyes met yours, he was certain he’s never seen less doubt in someone’s gaze than in yours right this moment. so he took this sign you gave him, and closed the gap between the two of you.

it was all that he imagined, no, it exceeded any expectation he had brewed up in his head on those sleepless night when you were all he could think about.

your lips danced a slow harmonious rhythm together, and it was clear you wanted this just as much as he did.

it was soft, but desperate. gentle and non urgent, as if you both had all the time in the world to savour each others lips. and oh how you both wished that was the reality. how you two wished you could relive this moment forever.

the butterflies in your stomachs, the haze clouding your minds, the focus of only each other. you’d both rather suffocate than to break free from the comforting and oh so addictive confines of each others lips.

but the reality was, you both needed air. desperately. and with both of you hating to pull away, you unfortunately had to. and when you did, the both of you were left panting softly, eyes closed, and minds still wrapping around what just happened.

you were the first to break the silence, with none other than a soft, breathless, laugh. pure and exhilarated, adrenaline pumping through your veins.

your laugh pulled him out of his haze, making him look up at you from where his eyes rested on your lips to meet your eyes. again with the way you look at him. like he was everything to you. and he was everything to you. and you were everything to him.

he couldn’t help the gentle smile that decorated his lips, and soon enough he let out a chuckle of his own, one of joy, but there was a hint of relief that could be heard. you were both relieved; the barriers were broken down, and in that moment, nothing else in the world mattered.

before he knew it you tucked your head into his chest. he didn’t even care that you could definitely hear his pounding heart, he just hoped, no, now he knew that yours was beating just as joyfully.

beating for him.

[rinhaler]

can I make a request pretty please?? step-brother Satoru no penetration 🤤

omg thank you for this req I had so much fun with it! I haven't written anything in so long and I'd like to say this is the start of the comeback but I don't wanna lie LOL

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, step brother!satoru, stepcest, virgin!reader, fingering mention, love bites, tit sucking, pussy job, photo taking ++ filming!, use of nii-chan, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart etc.), manipulative!gojo.

words: 3.3k

“You’re lying.” Suguru says with ease, nose scrunching at the sight of his best friend grinning from ear to ear. A smirk that he knows, without a doubt, wouldn’t be on his face if he were a liar.

“I did.” he continues to smile. “She came in my room last night, said she was scared ‘cause she had a nightmare.”

“… And?”

“And, I dunno, man. She said she wanted to sleep but we were talking. Kept getting closer and closer ‘n we started making out.”

Suguru smiles, dumbfounded by the statement. He still can’t believe he’s being honest. But he looks at him, still smiling, only to say: “You made out with your little sister?”

“Don’t be weird. She’s my step sister, it ain’t the same.” he says, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly as he thinks about it. “She’s cute though, right? Think she’s a virgin, too.”

“She seems like one.” Suguru says plainly. “Come on, then. What else happened? I know you wouldn’t bring it up if you didn’t have something real to brag about.”

“… You know me well.” Satoru smirks. “… I just fingered her a little. Barely touched her ‘n she came like—”

“A virgin?” he chuckles, cutting him off as he speaks.

“Exactly.” Satoru smirks.

Suguru folds his arms and relaxes into his seat. He looks around, making sure no one is listening before he speaks again.

“Prove it.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t believe you, Satoru.” he laughs lightly, leaning forward again. “I don’t believe you fingered your little sister because it didn’t happen. She let you do that because she had a nightmare? Please. Girls like you, but not that much.”

“You know what?” he stands up, irritation evident in his tone before he laughs, too. He regains his composure, effortlessly, leaning over the table between them. “I’m not gonna chase her, I’ll let her come to me. And I’ll film it for you.”

“No, you’re not. It didn’t happen and it won’t happen.” Suguru snickers.

“We’ll see.” he says, finality in his voice before he turns to walk away. He waves without looking behind him, unaware of his best friend grinning wickedly behind his back.

“You’re too easy, Satoru.” he says to himself quietly.

He feels your eyes on him, and it’s almost constant. Your face flushes with heat each time he grants you the honour of looking back at you, a lazy, cocky grin etched on his face. You instantly look down at your feet or your hands when he does, unable to shake the events of last night out of your mind.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? You’ve been quiet all night. Are you getting sick?” your mother asks, obvious concern in her words as you sit between her legs. You’ve been letting her braid your hair over and over again for no real reason other than she finds it soothing. She stops, though, pressing the backs of her fingers to your cheek. “You’re burning up!”

“I-I’m fine.” you say, voice almost warning her to stop as Satoru can’t help but look at you again. It’s embarrassing enough to have her fuss over you in front of your older brother who is so obviously cooler than you’ll ever be. But seeing that obnoxious smirk on his face, both of you knowing the real reason you’re so flustered, makes it a million times worse.

“Did something happen, little sis? You almost look embarrassed.” Satoru grins, eyes glittering as he stares at you. You abruptly jump to your feet, body stiffening at the implication of his words.

“I said I’m fine!” you yell. “I’m gonna go to bed, g’night.” you say, hastily rushing off before anyone can stop you.

Satoru and your mother look at each other, and he acts oblivious. He pretends he can’t possibly imagine what’s gotten into you. But eventually, he smiles, standing up not long after you and heading towards the kitchen.

“I’ll get her a glass of water,” he tells your mother, placing a hand on her shoulder and offering the warmest, insincere smile he can. “I’m sure she’s fine.”

“Thank you, Satoru.” she smiles up at him. “You’re such a good boy.”

There’s a knock at your door not long after you get comfortable in your bed. You hope if you ignore it long enough, they’ll think you’re already asleep. But of course, you’re mindlessly scrolling through your phone trying to distract your intense thoughts.

“It’s barely been five minutes, princess.” your brother tells you from behind the door. He waits a few beats for a response, but you don’t give him one. You jolt when your door creaks open, quickly hiding your phone underneath your pillow and feigning sleep.

You hear the gentle thud of a glass hitting a coaster as he sets it down on your bedside table. He doesn’t leave after that, but he doesn’t say anything, either. He simply watches over you and you can’t help but panic. It’s like you’re being assessed, whether you’re really sleeping or not.

Your brother isn’t stupid, though. You both know that. He knows as well as you do that you’re wide awake. And yet, whatever snide comment you’re expecting him to make doesn’t come. Nothing but silence settles between the two of you. And soon enough, you wonder if he’s going to watch over you like this all night.

But instead, you hear movement. And then you are moving. Your body sinks as he places a knee on your mattress and you dip a little closer to his body as he crouches over you. His nose breathes softly against your cheek as once again, he doesn’t move or speak for a few uncomfortable beats.

“Goodnight, sis.” he whispers in your ear, and your body reflexively trembles from the vibration of his words. He always speaks so softly to you, whether he’s teasing you or being genuine. It’s a dead give away that you’re awake, so you decide to scrunch your eyes closed tighter. He chuckles softly, at that. Giving your temple a chaste kiss before pulling away.

“S-Satoru…” you say meekly, He stops when he hears you, changing his position to sit comfortably.

“Are you done playing pretend, now?” he smiles. “What is it? Look at your nii-chan if you've got something to say.”

You shuffle awkwardly as you angle your body to look at him, glistening blue eyes stare down at you while you feel your words begin to choke in your throat. It’s as if you have lumps of sand lodged in there. He tucks a stray hair out of your face and behind your ear, your eyes instinctively flutter closed. And even without being able to see, you can feel his smirk on you.

“Last night…” you start, looking at him to gauge his reaction. But his face is stoic, giving nothing away as you scramble to piece together the rest of your sentence. “It was… bad.”

“I know.” he replies. And it shocks you a little. You hadn’t expected him to say that, you thought he’d be proud. He’s been teasing you about it, after all. Making little comments and trying to make you crumble at any given moment.

“You—” you say, losing track of what you even want to say to him. “O-Okay… well, goodnight Sato—”

“Been thinking about it all day, though, haven’t you?” he grins. And there he is. This is more like what you’d expected. And soon enough, you’re burning up again. The dim light bleeding through the cracks of your door isn’t enough for him to see what he’s done to you again. But he’s sure he knows. You’re so easy to tease, after all. “Was that your first time?”

You don’t react, you roll back onto your side and fold your arms. He chuckles a little, at that. Your petulant reaction is just so cute. He smooths a heavy hand over your hair, feeling a few of the small braids still in your hair from your mother. He stands up, and you feel the mattress return to where it belongs.

“If you have another nightmare, you know where my room is. Goodnight.” he says calmly before departing.

Yeah, right. Like you’re ever gonna do that again.

Fuck.

It’s been hours since you came to bed. You slept for around an hour but now you’re wide awake. That’s always been your curse when you go to bed earlier than usual. You wake up at an ungodly hour and can’t get back to sleep until daybreaks.

You’ve spent a while reading since that usually helps you drift off. But no such luck tonight, not when Satoru is still raging through your mind.

He was right, after all. It was the first time you’ve done anything like that with a boy. And it was your step brother of all people. You’re ashamed, but you can’t get it out of your head. He’s such a good kisser. His lips are soft and his tongue played with your own so divinely.

Your pussy begins to throb as you think about the way he touched you. The way he made you cum. He had to cover your mouth so you didn’t disturb your parents. It becomes to much, and before you know it your hand slithers between your thighs. You’re eager to chase the high he gave you the previous night.

But, of course, he’s ruined you now. Your own fingers aren’t going to cut it anymore. It doesn’t feel nearly as nice as what he did. The way he alternated toying with your tits to rubbing your clit. The way he had you whimpering like a kicked puppy as his fingers plunged into your untouched walls. Your toes curled as he delved deeper to find your pressure point and abused it until your eyes crossed and you drooled all over his palm.

And you slept so soundly afterwards.

Without giving it a second thought, you throw off your duvet and get out of bed. The line has already been crossed now. What does it matter if you do it again? It’s not that bad. It’s not like you’re actually related. And it’s a nice feeling, knowing that someone as popular and cool as Satoru has taken an interest in you.

You always see girls flirting with him in the hallways while you’re with your friends at college. Even they fawn over how hot your step brother is. He’s got more than enough attention. And yet, for now, he seems the most interested in you.

As you reach his room, you knock gently on the door. It’s quiet, though you can hear the TV playing. Eventually, you hear him hum, a subtle signal for you to come in.

“Hello again.” he smiles. “Did you have another nightmare, sweetheart?”

“… Mhmm…” you nod, lying effortlessly. He pats the space on the bed beside himself and you hurry over to him. “C-Can’t stop thinking about you.”

“I know.” he says, not even looking at you as he talks. You have no idea what he’s watching, but he seems to be more fixated on it than he is on you. “But you were right. It is wrong, what we did. You can sleep here since you’re scared. Just sleeping, though.”

You freeze at his words, not expecting this response at all. Had you blown it by saying that earlier? Did you leave it too long to come to his room, giving him too much time to think and have the same realisation that you had after last night?

“… Don’t wanna sleep.” you tell him. And that, gives him cause to look at you. “That was my first time… with a boy c-can’t stop thinking about it, Satoru.”

“You’re gonna have to. It was a mistake.” he warns you. “I shouldn’t have done that with you, ‘m meant to be taking care of you and looking out for you. Took advantage—”

“No! No. I wanted you to do it.” you assure him. “All my friends like you… ‘n I pretend I don’t see it but I’ve had a crush on you since we met… so I’m glad I got to do that with you. And I wanna do it again.”

“… you’re cute. You’ve got a crush on me, hah?” he laughs lightly, pulling you closer to him. He grabs your jaw, thumb smoothing over your cheekbone as he looks between your eyes and lips. “You think I didn’t already know that, sweetheart?”

“S-Shut up.” you stutter, barely able to look at him. He forces you to, though. Piercing blue eyes stare into yours as he silently waits for an acknowledgement of what he’s about to do. And you offer it, leaning closer to him before he meets you halfway. His lips press against yours, and you feel him smile when he hears a moan accidentally leave you.

He moves you so that you’re flat against his mattress with your head in the pillows, caging you below him. You wrap your arms around him as he lowers himself to kiss you again, you moan as he pushes your legs apart so that he can hump his growing bulge against your sleep shorts.

“Satoru… touch me, please.” you beg, mewling as he bites your lower lip as he pulls away. You allow him better access to your body as he kisses your neck, sucking deeply against it to sign his name in pretty blue blooms.

“Wanna do somethin’ else, tonight.” he tells you. Your eyes open a little further as you look down at him. He grabs your vest, helping you remove it to expose your tits to him. “I wanna feel good, too.” he explains, cupping your breasts and suctioning his lips around one of your nipples.

You freeze as he speaks, but you can’t wriggle away from him.

“’m not ready to go all the way, nii-chan…” you whisper. He shushes you, quickly swirling his tongue around your other nipple before relinquishing it with an obscene pop.

“I know you aren’t, don’t worry.” he stands on his knees, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your shorts. You help move your body as he slowly peels them off you, a sodden patch in the seat of your shorts makes him smile. And it becomes more devilish as he sees the culprit at the apex of your thighs. “You’re drenched, such a good girl for nii-chan.”

“Fuck… stop it. S’embarrassing.” you tell him.

“No.” he responds, pushing your legs further apart to admire the way your tiny virgin hole clenches around nothing. You could barely take his fingers, he can’t imagine what you’d be like if he slipped you his length. “Can I take a picture? Look so pretty, baby. Don’t wanna forget it.” he asks you.

“U-Um…” you struggle. He looks at you with an intensity you’ve never felt before. And despite your better judgement arguing not to do this. You nod. For him, you can’t help it. You nod dumbly and proudly. He thinks you’re pretty. Of course you’ll let him take a photo.

It doesn’t really matter, anyway, when he’s taking snaps of your body rather than your face. You hear a vocal sound leave him that’s not quite a moan, almost a desperate grunt and he frees his cock from his sweats and begins to touch himself. His phone still in his hand as he jerks himself off over your body.

You’re none the wiser when he scrolls along his camera app and selects the video function, pressing the big red button as he focuses the camera on your pussy as he slaps his cock head on your swollen clit.

“Promise I won’t put it in, baby…” he assures you. “Gonna let me feel good with you, though, yeah?” he asks, the tacky sound of your pussy coating his tip is the loudest sound in the room, even with the TV playing in the background.

“Yeah… please. Wanna cum f���you…” you plead, jolting as he slaps his cock down on your pussy, sandwiching his cock between your folds. He slowly begins to rocks his hips, his pretty cockhead cautiously catching on your clit with each roll. You silence yourself, covering your mouth with your hand as lazy strokes become overwhelming.

“Baby… will you let me take a video of you?” he says, it’s low and guttural, somewhat out of character for your elder brother. It’s almost as if he’s losing his senses as he kisses your clit with his cock. “Won’t show anyone… promise.”

“S-Satoru… I— I dunno…” you whisper, whimpering a little as he grabs his cock and smacks it against your folds. He raises the camera, and you can’t help but look directly in the lens. “Is that on?” you ask meekly. He nods, smirking.

“Don’t make me turn it off, pretty girl. You look so good f’me, y’know? Wanna remember it forever.” he tells you. He watches as you swallow thickly, knowing what’s happening between you is becoming actual evidence. You nod, though. You want to keep being his pretty girl.

“O-Okay, Satoru…”

“No, want the camera to know who’s dick is gonna make you cum. Go ahead, look at the camera ‘n say it, baby.”

“Satoru…” you say again, but he shakes his head. Your eyes roll back as he delivers a particularly harsh thrust between your lips, rubbing so perfectly on your sensitive pearl that you squeak pathetically. “Nii-chan! Nii-chan is gonna make me— cum…”

“Goooood girl, that’s right…” he grins, lowering the camera to capture what is happening to make you sound so pitiful for him. “Nii-chan’s gonna make your pretty pussy feel good.”

Soon enough, you’re stifling yourself once again as he picks up the pace. The sticky sounds emiting from between your legs has your body heat rising. Your shimmering skin isn’t lost to the camera as you break out in a sweat. Whether it’s shame, embarrassment, arousal, or a deadly concoction of each, it doesn’t matter. The cool flickering light from the TV behind Satoru captures it all perfectly.

“You’re so shy baby, makes you even cuter.” he tells you. “You’re shakin’… gonna cum f’me?”

You nod, again, still too terrified to risk removing your hand from your mouth for fear of alerting your parents to the twisted tryst taking place in your big brother’s room.

“Love this little pussy, gonna let me fuck you one day, yeah?” he asks, but doesn’t expect an answer. He will. He’s determined. The thought of being the first to corrupt your tiny virgin slot is driving him wild. It’s evident in the way he’s bucking his hips, barely even aware to the way you’re pussy begins to clench and your toes curl.

You moan, boisterously, into your hand. And it’s the only thing that coaxes him out of his train of thought. But it’s too late to think clearly. He’s already sputtering pretty globs of cum as white as his hair on your clit and tummy. Your pussy lips decorated so sweetly in your big brother’s love as he moans and drops down from his high.

It was short, but sweet.

He’d be embarrassed if he thought you had something to compare it to.

It’s your own fault he didn’t last longer, you came first. And your pussy is made for him. He’s sure of that, now. He’s especially sure when he lowers the camera to perfectly capture your twitching hole and messy folds. Before raising it again to record your face. Hard evidence for Suguru, he needs to make sure he knows he wasn’t lying.

“Nii-chan… please.” you pout. “Promise you won’t show anyone else? S’embarrassing…”

“Awe, you think I’d do that to you?” he smirks, leaning down to kiss you. “C’mon. Who’d I even show?”

“I dunno…”

“I promise, baby. It’s our little secret.”

© 2024 rinhaler

[mattslolita]

꒰ dealer!chris sturniolo ꒱ ⟡ headcanons ( 2 ) !

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꒰ SFW! ꒱

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ offer to take bambi home on the first night they ever met — you're skeptical though, because you still live with your parents, and chris wasn't exactly well . . . the type you bring home to mom and dad.

"aw c'mon, can't drop ya off at home? why's that?"

"um...i'm not sure how my parents are gonna react cause y'know...just park down the street!"

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ sneak through your window all the time, mostly at night after he's gone a deal and wants to just chill with you.

"chris! can you at least text me to let me know you're coming?!"

"s'cute seein' you all scared when i come up, though."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ call you bambi alot when you first start talking, because he enjoys seeing how easily flustered you get from the nickname. he loves the way you clench your thighs and look away with a shy smile.

"hey bambi, don't get all shy on me, sweetheart."

"sorry..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ get scared and confused when bambi randomly begins to cry or tear up — he's not used to you showing so much emotion all the time, so he's actively always wondering if he's done something wrong and figuring out a way to calm you down.

"fuck, why are you cryin'? did i say somethin' wrong? did i do somethin'? talk to me, kid."

"it's just the picture of you and matt...you guys looked so cute when you were younger!"

"for fucks sake, bambi..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ immediately make it known that he's not all for putting labels on anything — you're a little intimidated by him and what he does anyone, so you're thankful for it at first.

"i know we're like fuckin' and whatnot but...y'know i'm not ready to uh, call you my girlfriend or anythin' like that..."

"no i understand! it's cool..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ be very hesitant to take bambi on deals with him — he doesn't want to risk your safety, especially this early into you guys'. . .situationship ( ? )

"please, chris? i swear i can help! i'll get whatever bag you need me to get, while you count the money-"

"kid, you don't even know what half this shit is."

"i wanna go with you, now!"

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ buy bambi small gifts to start off, because he's not exactly sure about what kind of things you like yet.

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ ask matt small details about bambi so he could get a feel of how to act around you and what things he should start doing for you — matt knew immediately he was already becoming down bad for you.

"so like uh, what kind of shit is bambi into, bro? like, does she fuck with movies and shit, or what?"

"don't you think that's the kind of thing you should be askin' her yourself?"

꒰ NSFW! ꒱

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ never do anything bambi would be uncomfortable with doing — believe it or not, you were a virgin when you met him.

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ in the beginning, bambi was only comfortable with doing over the clothes things — he'd let you grind on his thigh until you came,

"s'good baby, all fucked out on my thigh...come on angel, cum for me..."

✦ or he would use your vibrator on you, watching you squirm around in his lap when he turned it up and watched your toes curl at the sensation.

"oh fuck chris, please..."

"doin' so good mama, that feel good, huh?"

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ take it easy with bambi once you tell him you want to try oral sex with him now — which leads to the very first time he's ever eaten you out, at a frat party upstairs,

"wan' hear all those pretty noises when i eat it, hear me?"

✦ and the first time you ever gave him head, whilst your parents were asleep and he came to spend the night at your house.

"f-fuck, jus' like that pretty girl, takin' my cock so well..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ be gentle with bambi when you decide you want your first time to be with him — he's constantly reassuring you, and he decides to ease you into it with missionary because you deserved something intimate and special.

( it was also the first time chris realized he might be in love with you. )

( lilly's corner 💌 )

dealer!chris & bambi!reader are literally the cutest things ever when they first met, since technically they were still teenagers😕😕. i hope you guys enjoyed these! send in some prompts in my inbox for early dealer!chris & bambi!reader! love you all so much. 💌

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[semiloml]

cw: corruption kink, slight degradation, rough sex, slight brat taming, brothers roommate!matsukawa, enjoy!!

“You shouldn’t be here,” Matsukawa murmurs, voice dripping with amusement.

Your back was already against the wall, his broad frame crowding you in, the dim light of the hallway barely illuminating his wicked smirk.

His hands are braced beside your head, caging you in like a prey.

“And you shouldn’t be doing this,” you shoot back, even as your breath hitches when his knee nudges between your thighs.

“No?” He hums, tilting his head like he’s considering it. “You sure about that, sweetheart? Because you came to me.”

You did.

You’d made some excuse about needing to grab something from your brother’s apartment, but the moment you stepped into his apartment and saw his roommate Matsukawa, sprawled out on the couch, something inside you snapped.

The way he always looked at you, like he knew a secret you didn’t, the way his fingers lingered when he passed by—it was too much.

“I just—” You falter, and that’s all he needs.

“Oh, baby,” he purrs, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear before gripping your jaw, tilting your face up to his. “You’re already shaking, and I haven’t even done anything yet.”

His thumb drags over your bottom lip, pressing down slightly, watching as your tongue darts out instinctively. His dark eyes flash with something dangerous.

“Fuckin’ cute,” he mutters, voice lower now, rougher. “How long have you been thinking about this, huh? Coming into my room late at night, pretending you need something—what was your plan, sweetheart?”

You glare at him, refusing to give him the satisfaction.

“Oh,” he chuckles darkly. “Still got some fight in you? That’s cute.”

Then, he kisses you.

It’s not soft, not tentative—it’s possessive, all teeth and tongue, his hands already roaming your body like he owns it. You barely have time to react before he grips your thighs, lifting you effortlessly and pressing you against the wall.

“Fuck..Matsu—”

“That’s it,” he breathes against your lips, his fingers already slipping beneath your shorts, dragging them down with ease. “Look at you, already dripping for me. You wanted this bad, didn’t you?”

you whimper, squirming against his hold, but he just presses his weight against you, keeping you still.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he coos, nipping at your jaw. “Scared your brother might hear?”

Your eyes widen slightly, and Matsukawa grins.

“Ohhh,” he drawls, voice full of mock sympathy. “That’s what it is? You don’t wanna get caught? Then you better keep your pretty little mouth shut, yeah?”

His fingers find your entrance, sliding in so easily it makes you ache. “Fuck,” he groans, pressing his forehead against yours. “You’re so wet, baby. I bet you were thinking about this for weeks—about me stretching you open, fucking you stupid against this wall.”

Your nails dig into his shoulders as he rubs slow, teasing circles against your clit, just enough to make you desperate but not enough to satisfy.

“Matsu—please—”

“Please what?” he mocks, slowing his movements. “You wanna ride my fingers? My tongue? My cock? C’mon, sweetheart, use that pretty mouth and ask for it.”

You’re too far gone to care about dignity. “C-Cock,” you gasp. “Please—need you inside me—”

His eyes darken, and in a second, he’s undoing his belt, dragging his cock out, pressing the tip against your entrance.

“Fuckin’ filthy,” he mutters, gripping your hips. “Bet you don’t even wanna take it slow, huh? You want me to wreck you, ruin this tight little pussy?”

You nod frantically, barely able to think beyond the need coursing through you.

“God,” he groans, gripping your thighs as he thrusts, splitting you open in one deep stroke. “That’s it, baby—take all of it—fuck, you feel so good—”

You choke on a moan, barely able to breathe as he fills you completely, stretching you so much it’s overwhelming.

“Too much?” he teases, biting at your neck. “Nah. You love this, don’t you? Love how deep I am?”

He doesn’t wait for an answer before he starts moving, fucking into you with deep, bruising strokes, pressing you against the wall with every thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the small space, obscene and dirty, mixed with your soft, choked whimpers.

“Fuck,” he hisses, watching where you take him. “Look at that, baby—taking me so good, letting me ruin you like this.”

Your head falls back against the wall, pleasure coiling tight in your stomach as his fingers find your clit again, rubbing in quick, relentless circles.

“Matsu—’m gonna—”

“Yeah?” He grins, moving even faster. “Then come for me, sweetheart. Be a good girl and come all over my cock.”

And you do—so hard it feels like the world shatters, pleasure slamming into you all at once, making your body tremble. Matsukawa groans, fucking you through it, his thrusts turning sloppy.

“Fuck—gonna fill you up, baby—gonna make you mine—”

He buries himself deep, spilling inside you with a low, guttural groan, his grip tightening as he rides out his high.

For a moment, the two of you just breathe, chests heaving, bodies still tangled together. Then—

“Shit,” he mutters, pressing a lazy kiss to your jaw. “Think your brother heard that?”

AUTHOR‘S NOTE: after I‘m done with all my haikyuu requests, I‘ll start writing for jjk again too!! requests are btw still open

[ilyrafe]

𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒕 ✧ 𝒅. 𝒔.

pairing: drew starkey x f!reader

warnings: miscarriage but its so fluffy yall :((

word count: 1.2k

a/n: this is so shitty y’all i’m sorry djfjdk

pls he looks so cute here

when you said you wanted him to enjoy the moment with his family, he thought it was strange, but he didn’t argue. you’ve always understood how close he is to his family, and this moment in his career is important, you want him to celebrate with his parents, siblings, and closest friends.

you’ve only been together for a short time, and you’re not close enough to his family to be at family gatherings, you don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable.

“we can celebrate later, just you and me.” you said, sealing your promise with a kiss, before you left his apartment, three days ago.

drew found it strange, but he thought you were just giving him space, which he appreciated. after a lot of family celebration, he went to your place, ready to spend at least a whole weekend, which you loved. there’s so much to talk about.

when you think about it, you didn’t think this thing with drew would go as far as it has been, because his schedule is chaotic and so is yours. when you first met, he was about to go to morocco to shoot outer banks, but he kept texting, calling.

“i know this is kinda all over the place right now, but i wanna see where this is going. do you?”

“i do.”

and that was it. you knew then and there, with only three weeks of dating (online dating for the most part), that you were in love. he’s so sweet, and so silly, too. somehow, you trust him. after being let down so many times, he’s made you feel safe from day one.

you’re not scared to tell him.

you’re on your bed, just waiting for him to get out of the shower. you’re barely paying attention to the tv, you’re just mindlessly scrolling through reels on your instagram, just waiting.

he comes out, shirtless, with damp hair and wearing the sluttiest thing a man can wear - black boxers that fit him just right. he’s such a beautiful man.

“d’you wanna take a picture?” he jokes when he catches you staring.

“you do it on purpose, don’t you?”

“of course i do.”

he gets under the covers and immediately latches onto you, resting his head on your chest. all he really wants is to feel you near him. it turns out, he wanted you with his family. he wanted you there, he wanted to properly introduce you to his loved ones, but maybe you’re not ready and he’ll give you all the time you need.

“i’ve missed you so much,” he says, his voice muffled by your skin.

you smell like french vanilla, and he loves that scent on you. he delights himself in your touch, when your nails lightly scratch his scalp and the nape of his neck.

“i’ve missed you, too. very much.”

he smiles against your skin and takes a long, deep breath, finally allowing his body to relax.

“um… so, i was kind of wanting to talk to you.” you say, trying to sound calm. well, you are calm, but you are also just a tad nervous.

he sits up, no longer relaxed.

“what is it?”

you sigh, look down and extend your hands, as a silent request for his. drew understands and places his hands on yours. your face is serene, but he can tell something is wrong.

“babe, tell me. i knew something was wrong, you were too distant these last couple of weeks.”

you chuckle - you can’t hide anything from this man.

“i’m gonna preface it by saying that i am okay, i am fine, but something did happen, and i’ve debated whether or not i should tell you, and i thought that you deserve to know.”

“you’re scaring me.”

“no, please, it’s… it’s okay. just let me say it all first and then you can speak, okay?” drew doesn’t respond, but you take his silence as a nod. “so, a few weeks ago, i was taking a shower and felt a weird abdominal pain, and then there was blood. i wasn’t on my period, so i got a bit scared and went to the hospital. i had a few tests done and found out… um…” you trail off, because this is surprisingly hard to talk about. he lightly squeezes your hands, encouraging you to keep going. “i had a miscarriage.”

oh.

wait.

what?

“a miscarriage?”

“i didn’t know. the doctor explained that it was common for women to have a miscarriage before even knowing they were pregnant.”

drew is quiet, absorbing the whole information. you were pregnant, and didn’t even know it. you had a miscarriage and he wasn’t there for you.

“why didn’t you tell me? i would’ve taken the first flight back to be here with you.”

“i know you would, that’s why i didn’t.” you explain, kissing the back of his hand right after. “also, i needed to figure it out by myself first. i was shocked to learn through a miscarriage that i was pregnant. it was a lot to process.”

“i can’t even imagine. but… how are you now?”

“i’m okay, i promise. i have one last appointment next week.”

“i’ll go with you.”

“okay. that’d be great, actually.”

he sighs, a bit relieved. at least you’re okay.

“i thought you should know because, well, i was pregnant. and if nothing had happened, i would still be pregnant, and i know it’s early, we haven’t talked about these things and i’m not pressuring you to do or say anything, but i still wanted you to know. felt really wrong to keep this from you.”

“no, you did the right thing.” he says, kissing the back of your hand. “i’m just sorry you went through all of this alone.”

“it’s okay, though. i wanted you to be the first person to know. and maybe the only one. i don’t think we should tell anyone else about this. like, it’d be just… pointless.”

“right. but, uh, if you do want to talk about kids, we can.”

“oh?”

“i mean… i’ve thought about it.” he admits. “i’m the eldest of the family, my mom has already started asking me for grandbabies, she says liliana needs a cousin.” you giggle. “but at the same time, the life i live today wouldn’t be possible with a kid, if i’m honest. i barely have time to sleep, let alone raise a child, and if i’m meant to have kids, i want to be there.”

“when i would think about children, i thought about pregnancy and how i needed to avoid it like the plague during my teenage years,” you laugh. “even when some of my friends got pregnant, i never really saw myself in their position, you know? i guess it wasn’t a priority for me, and still isn’t, but… i’m not ruling it out.”

“i’m not either.”

“so… there’s that.” you shrug, relieved that it all went well. “thank you for listening, i was a bit nervous.”

he nods, completely enchanted by you. he wishes he could navigate difficult topics the way you do. so natural, so easy. you seem to have your shit together and he’s so jealous of that.

“you can always tell me anything.”

“i know.”

“if something like this happens again, tell me. i don’t want you to go through anything bad alone ever again, okay?”

you nod, letting him hug you. oh, you love him.

“we’ll have plenty of time to talk about it and other stuff, too.”

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could you write a triplets x younger sister of her getting her wisdom teeth out? the triplets were so funny and cute in today's video!!

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Sturniolo triplets x fem!little sister

Genre: fluff

Synopsis: The triplets little sister gets her wisdom teeth out and her brothers are there for her.

Warnings: Mentions of blood, teeth, needles, & dentist stuff lol

*tysm for the request I’ve been so excited to write this*

This is quite long btw

*n/n = nickname*

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“Y/n come on get up we have to go” Matt shakes me awake.

“Mmm I don’t wanna” I mumble still half asleep.

“I’m sorry but you have to now come on get dressed or we’re gonna be late” He rips the covers off and opens the blinds.

“Matthewwww” I groan carrying out the w.

“I’ll see you downstairs ok?” Matt says.

“Whatever” I roll my eyes.

It’s not that I was trying to be mean to him it’s the fact that I’m getting my wisdom teeth taken out today and I’ve never been so scared. I’ve always had a fear of dentists, since I was a child. It just never went away. Everything in that room is scary. The needles, the tools that go in my mouth, the bright lights, the surgical looking chair, pretty much just everything.

“Y/n! Come on we’re gonna be late!” Matt yells.

“My god I’m coming Matt Jesus” I reply annoyed as I walk down the stairs.

“Good morning kid” Chris says from the couch.

“Morning” I reply quietly as I sit next to him.

“What’s wrong you ok?” He asks noticing my nerves.

“I’m scared” I mumble embarrassed.

“Hey it’s okay to be scared. We were all scared when we got our wisdom teeth out. Plus we’ll be with you the whole time so you’re not alone” Chris softly says as he wraps his arm around me and hugs me.

“You guys ready?” Nick asks.

“Yes” Chris says.

“No” I sigh.

“C’mon kid you’re gonna be okay I promise” Matt holds my hand pulling me down the stairs with him.

-

It’s only been 15 minutes of the 35 minute car ride. But every minutes seems like an hour. My leg bounces up and down and I’m continuously picking at my fingers and chewing on my bottom lip.

“Stop that y/n” Nick says putting one hand on my knee to stop it from bouncing and his other hand holds mine to keep me from picking my fingers.

“Sorry m’just nervous” I say looking down.

“Trust me I was too but it really isn’t that bad it just feels like you took a really long nap and woke up with suddenly 4 teeth gone” Nick points out making me laugh a little.

“Will a be all woozy like you?” I ask him.

“Hopefully you’ll be worse so we can all get a good laugh” Chris comments.

“Does it hurt?” I ask.

“Does what hurt?” Matt replies.

“The anesthesia” I say.

“Well that would beat the whole purpose of it” Nick chuckled.

“What?” I ask, oblivious to the fact of what anesthesia is since I’ve never had to be on it.

“Anesthesia is like numbing cream. It makes you fall asleep and not feel a single thing. All Doctors use it when preforming surgeries or in your case wisdom teeth removal” Matt explains.

“You sound like a nerd” I giggle.

“Well your dumbass didn’t know what anesthesia was so someone had to explain” Matt laughs.

“Will they give me my teeth back?” I question.

“No I think they throw them away” Chris answers.

“Do you think you could ask them to keep my teeth please?” I say to my brothers.

“We’ll see what we can do” Nick smiles.

The rest of the car ride is just my brothers doing all they can to keep me from remembering the fact that I’m about to get 4 teeth taken out of my mouth. They did a pretty good job the whole time until we were actually there.

-

“I can’t do it” I say refusing to go in the elevator.

“C’mon n/n it’ll be okay I promise” Nick says smoothing my hair down.

“But what if something goes wrong? What if they take out the wrong teeth? Oh my god what if my gums bleed out? What if-” I ramble on my breathing starting to pick up and tears brimming at my eyes.

“Hey hey shh it’s ok. We’re right here. And we’re gonna be with you the whole time to make sure you’re safe. Nothing is gonna happen ok sweetheart?” Matt softly says as he bends down to my level and rubs my arms soothingly.

“Ok let’s go” I sigh getting into the elevator.

“Thank god I thought I was gonna have to carry you up there” Chris sarcastically says while wrapping his arms around me engulfing me in a comforting hug. I only hug him back in response unable to form words from my nerves.

I walk into the dental office hand in hand with both Chris and Nick and Matt leading the way. The sound of dental tools fills my ears immediately. The hallways just seem to get longer and longer. If there is a place that gives off creepy mental asylum vibes it’s most definitely the dentist.

“Hi you must be y/n right?” The doctor says.

“Mhm nice to meet you” I quietly say.

“I’m doctor Gabe I’ll be the one working on your teeth today” Dr. Gabe introduces himself stretching out a hand for me to shake which I nicely shake back.

“Follow me to your room and you can take a seat on the chair once we’re in there” Dr Gabe says as we follow him.

“See he’s nice n/n” Chris says pulling me closer.

“Was he good with Nick?” I question pointing to Nick who was now walking ahead with Matt.

“Yes he was really good, didn’t hurt him at all. You’re in good hands sis don’t worry” Chris smiles, my hand still not letting go of his.

“Chris?” I ask.

“Y/n?” He mimics my tone making me smile.

“Can you hold my hand the whole time?” I quietly ask as we still follow Dr Gabe.

“Of course I can kid” Chris replies, kissing the side of my head.

“Alright and y/n just in there feel free to take a seat. I’m just gonna run your vitals and we can get started with the IV and anesthesia sound good?” Dr Gabe explains as I sit on the big chair in the middle.

“Alright this is gonna go on your finger” He says putting the pulse oximeter on my finger. “And I have to put anesthesia as if it were an IV so it’s just gonna feel like a little pinch”

“Look this way n/n” Matt says gently pinching my chin to move my head away from the needle that was about to go in my arm.

“Is it gonna hurt?” I say looking at my brothers.

“It just feels like a little sting nothing you can’t handle I promise” Nick comments.

“Alright 3, 2, 1” Dr Gabe counts before putting the small needle into my arm.

I squeeze Chris’s hand and shut my eyes. I feel Matt rubbing my shoulder soothingly while whispering comforting words.

“You’re ok it’s gonna work soon and you’re gonna fall asleep” He says.

“I wanna see how long I can stay awake” I giggle.

“I tried that too” Nick laughs.

I start to feel a little woozy and tired but I fight it trying to stay awake.

“Tell’em to keep m’teeth” I giggle again slurring my words as the anesthesia starts to take over.

“Don’t worry we’ll tell them” Chris laughs.

“Ok we’re gonna test your memory alright? We’re gonna give you a password for you to remember” The dentist says.

“My memory s’great” I yawn.

“You tired n/n?” Matt smiles.

“Not one bit” I smile and then yawn again making everyone laugh.

“Alright are you ready for the password?” Dr Gabe says.

“You’re gonna give me a password?” I ask forgetting what he had said before.

“Yes y/n he just told you that” Nick laughs.

“No one told me that!” I argue and then yawning again.

“Ok y/n your password is ocean. Remember that ok? I’m gonna ask you what the password is when you wake up” Dr Gabe says.

“Ocean got it” I say giving a thumbs up.

“Good job y/n” Matt laughs.

“Count down from 10 y/n it will help you fall asleep” Dr Gabe tells me.

“10”

“9”

“7”

The 3 of my brothers burst out laughing but I just keep counting thinking it’s right.

“5”

“3”

“2” I yawn closing my eyes.

“Uno”

“She said it in Spanish” I faintly hear my brother’s dying of laughter. But by that point I’m too far gone to answer.

-

“You guys are free to come in and stay with her until she wakes up and we’re gonna wait for the anesthesia to wear off so she can go home is that alright?” I hear the faint voice of Dr. Gabs say, but for some reason I feel so tired and numb that I can’t move.

“Yes perfect thank you sir” Nicks voice rings in my ears.

I start blinking slowly to open my eyes. The bright light above me causing them to sting. My mouth feels numb and there’s something in it but I can’t tell what it is.

“You have a good nap?” Matt chuckles.

“S’over?” I say not being able to speak because of whatever is in my mouth.

“Yes you’re done. Wasn’t so hard right?” Nick smiles.

“Let’s go then” I say trying to stand up.

“No no not yet just a few more minutes n/n” Chris laughs gently pushing back on the chair.

“W’ats in m’mouth I can’t speak” I say putting my fingers in mouth.

“It’s gauze y/n you need it because your gums are bleeding” Matt explains.

“My gums are bleeding?” I ask stunned.

“Yes n/n you just got your teeth taken out” Nick laughs.

“What! Nooo they’re probably so sad they’re gone” I pout.

“They’re resting in peace now” Chris starts laughing.

“In pieces” I sigh. Making them all laugh.

“Alright y/n we’re gonna test your memory alright?” Dr. Gabe says as he comes back into the room.

“M’ready” I give a thumbs up.

“What was the password I gave you earlier?” He says.

“There was a password?” I ask confused.

“Yes and you said your memory was really good” Matt smiles.

“It is good! You’re lying there was never a password this is a trick question” I argue.

“There was a password y/n” Dr. Gabe laughs.

“Well I don’t know!” I shrug.

“The password was ocean y/n. But I’ll give you a new one alright?” The dentist smiles.

“I will remember this time I swear!” I screech.

“Ok the new one is pineapple, remember ok?” He says.

“I will!” I smile as he walks out of the room.

“Get this fat thing off my finger” I say throwing the pulse oximeter off my finger.

“Y/n! No you’re meant to keep that on” Chris says.

“Finger not detected” The machine says.

“Oh shut the fuck up” I stick my tongue out at it.

“Tongue in your mouth y/n” Matt says as he puts the thing back on my finger.

“Chris?” I whisper.

“Yea?” He whispers back.

“Did you hold my hand the whole time?” I say.

“I did” He smiles and kisses the top of my head.

“Look at him being a good brother” Nick laughs.

Chris laughs plays with my hair and Matt sits at the edge of the long chair drawing shapes with his finger on my leg.

-

“Alright she’s almost ready to go home so here’s a little goody bag it has everything she needs inside. Here are some syringes to help clean her gums and where her teeth used to be. Some gauze if she needs extra and some instructions on how to brush her teeth and other stuff” Dr Gabe explains as he comes back into the room.

“I can brush my own fucking teeth” I say crossing my arms.

“Y/n! Don’t curse!” Nick slaps my arm.

“Don’t slap an injured patient” I raise my middle finger at him.

“Y/n put it down” Matt says holding my hand so I can’t put it up.

“Alright y/n what was the password?” The dentist says.

“The password?” I say quietly.

“Yes what was it n/n?” Nick asks.

“Ummm wait let me think really hard” I say putting my hands on my head.

“Pineapple!” I scream.

“Shhh quiet down” Nick laughs putting his hand on my shoulder.

“Very good y/n you’re free to go home. We’ll go get your a wheelchair” He says as he takes off the iv and the pulse oximeter off and then leaves the room once again.

“I can walk on my damn own” I say trying to get up.

“No no you can’t just wait for the wheelchair” Matt says pushing my back down.

“But look I can!” I say getting up quickly but falling forward face planting on Matt chest.

“What did I tell you hm?” He says, wrapping his arms around me to keep me from falling.

“You’re braindead” Nick laughs.

“Says you” I stick my tongue out again.

“Put your bloody tongue back in your mouth” Nick laughs.

-

I get wheeled out of the dental office and to the parking lot where my brothers help me into the car.

“Wait did they let me keep my teeth?” I ask.

“No they all got destroyed when they took them out” Nick says.

“Noooo what’s the tooth fairy gonna think about that?” I mumble making them laugh.

-

“C’mon wake up we’re home” Chris shakes me awake.

“I’m awake” I say with my eyes still closed.

“C’mere” Chris says as he picks me up and carries me into the house and sets me down on the couch.

“It was kinda fun” I randomly say.

“What was?” Nick asks.

“Gettting my teeth taken out” I say.

“See it wasnt so Bad” Matt nudges me.

“Alright I have something for you n/n” Chris says reaching to his pocket to take something out.

“For me?” I ask.

“Yes now close your eyes and put your hand out” He says and I do just that.

“Open’em” He mumbles.

“Oh my god! My teeth! I thought you said they were destroyed” I smile.

“We asked them to keep them for you” Nick chuckles.

“Thank you thank you! Tooth fairy is gonna love these”

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Do you guys want more snaps with either of the triplets?? Or more texts? Lmk what y’all what in the requests pls 🙊🙏

[nnight-dances]

LOVE 119

PAIRING: park wonbin x fem!reader

GENRE: FLUFF (!!!) with a hint of angst

TROPES: established relationship with age gap, just silly boyfriend girlfriend things because i was in a silly mood, cooking slander, cute lovesick shit.

NOTE: my debut riize fic!!! i know i said i wasn't going to write anything before the vernon fic but guys you have to believe me when i say this fic basically wrote itself. enjoy my wonbin brainrot that was born because i'm scared of getting older but it is what is is, and the way i cope is to write it <3 let me know what you think, ily!

It was never not going to feel weird to you, to have a boyfriend who was younger than you. Forget that Wonbin was only born a year after you, you couldn't shake the weirdness off because you'd never done it before. All of your relationships had been with men older than you, sometimes by outrageous numbers but never so much that they would find a way to abuse their age with you. So why was it that when you'd lay eyes on your current boyfriend and feel a rush of excitement, it made you coil up… like you were doing something wrong?

"You wanna get Wendy's for dinner?" Wonbin asks you, lying upside down on your bed, your white sheets enveloping him and emphasizing his soft edges all over. You blink at him, not meaning to ignore him but ending up leaving his question unanswered when your thoughts pull you back into your head–

It wasn't even like he acted younger. If anything, he was adamant to keep up his tough exterior in front of you most days, only breaking down into the soft romantic he was when you'd show him your own vulnerable sides. In fact, people who knew you were often shocked to find that you were the older one in the equation, eyeing both Wonbin's height advantage and your knack for acting the tantrum-thrower. So, why did you feel this storm brewing in your gut anyway?

"Babe?" Wonbin sits up when you keep staring into space, brows rising in concern, "You good, darling?" The worried tone your boyfriend's questions carry do right to bring you back to earth and you cough in embarassment. Way to start acting your age, you scold yourself, standing up all too quickly. 

But brave the iron-deficient darkness that spots your vision for a moment to declare, "No, no more Wendy's. It's too…" you pause, giving yourself a chance to think over your words, "unhealthy. We should look at what we eat."

Really? You were gonna go for the stubborn mom approach? 

If there was ever a window for you to take back your words, it was definitely closed now because Wonbin's grinning mischeviously, not quite sure what you were acting out about but enjoying the consequences nonetheless. He rolls over, not a minute's thought to the way his hair was sticking every which way. 

"So, what? You're gonna cook us dinner or something?" Wonbin's classic indifference lilts his words but his eyes are sparkling with the possibility of seeing a new side of you.

You cross your arms, a poorly-masked sigh leaving you, "I… will."

With that, you swerve out of your bedroom and pace toward the kitchen, appalled at the situation you were getting yourself into. It was no secret that while you were self-sufficient in most aspects of your life, cooking was far from one of your most-accomplished skills. But that didn't mean you were a complete disaster. 

You take a deep breath as you survey the ingredients in your fridge, brain working over-time to come up with a recipe that could be your dinner for the day. 

"I'd love some rice and vegetable stir-fry–" Wonbin's cheeky comment stops halfway when he sees your glare but the boy is having too much fun because he continues with a wink, "Please?"

"As funny as you are," you turn back around to the fridge, a plan forming in your mind, "I'm not taking orders today, sorry. And thanks to my limited inventory, tonight's dish is–" You set a carton of eggs on the counter with a sweet smile, "Omurice."

Wonbin's grin falls, right from his eyes when he looks at the counter as you start preparing rice and warm up the pan for the dish. "What? It's dinner time, Y/N!" he complains, "and plus, even if omurice was considered dinner in another world, it'd be for kids."

You gasp dramatically at this words but don't pay his words any attention. You hadn't planned to bring out the pouty boy leaning over the counter, frowning at your every unbothered move, but you can't say you're not enjoying it. And what's better is that you know for a fact that your omurice is your best chance at impressing your boyfriend with your cooking skills.

"Wonbin, trust me, you're not gonna regret sticking around for this omurice," you tell him over your shoulder, expertly sliding the eggs around on the pan, "I made this all the time back in my study abroad days in Japan. I learnt from the best."

This meets Wonbin by surprise, "You studied abroad in Japan? What the hell?"

You laugh, "It was a long time ago and only for a year. Not the most interesting thing about me either."

"That's crazy," Wonbin thinks out loud, "I wish I'd studied abroad."

"Why didn't you?"

"I hate travelling, especially for that short of a time. And I hate making new friends so I decided against wasting my energy."

You nod, "Fair enough. Plus," you spin around to grab two plates from the counter, "If you'd gone, I would've never met you when I did."

Wonbin watches you hard at word, chin on his palm, "I guess you're right. I would've been off-campus for junior year and by the time I'd get back, you would've graduated."

"Scary thought," you muse as you get started on the fried rice beside the omelette that you let cook for just a little.

"Not really, I'm sure we would've met either way," Wonbin says with a conviction that has you turning around with an inquistive look. He shrugs at your teasing look, "What? I think it's lame to think we met just by chance."

"Of course it was," you laugh, "I ran into you and spilled my coffee all over you. Babe, that's literally the definition of a chance encounter. I could've ran into anyone else, or maybe you could've never been there waiting for Sungchan."

You're staring on the ketchup decoration when Wonbin responds, "But you didn't. That's exactly it. There was a chance for all of those other things happening, all at random, but you ran into me. I think that has to mean something."

You can't conceal the goofy grin that spills across your lips when you meet Wonbin's expression of absolute gravity. He's so serious about insisting that you were meant to be and it has your heart melting. "You're cute," you sigh, presenting him with your finished products. He's distracted from the conversation when he catches the sight before him.

"Woah," he lets out, looking at you in shock, "Y/N, this looks amazing."

"Wait till you taste it," you pat his cheek, pulling him along to the makeshift dining table you'd set up recently, with a good view of both the huge window across the room and the television in your living room. 

"That's so good," Wonbin groans, speaking with his mouth full, "I'm sorry I doubted your skills, this is the best thing I've tasted."

You laugh, ears redenning at his flattery but relishing the way he can't seem to stop eating the warm dish. "I'm glad you like it," you take a bite yourself, satisfied that you hadn't lost your touch along the years. 

"Insane. I didn't know my girlfriend was hiding her inner cook all this time," he comments, smiling when he's done eating, "What else am I going to find out about you? You weren't in a gang or something before I met you, right?"

"Hold your horses, boy," you shush him, taking his plate to the sink, "You'll find out all my secrets with time."

You're running the plates under water to let them soak up some moisture when you feel your boyfriend's arms around your waist. "Wonbin?" you echo.

The boy's nose settles in the crook of your neck, stealing some of the warmth that rushes there at the contact. "Thank you," he mumbles into your back, "You're so cool. I want to be with you forever."

You choke over your own hitched breath, "You can't just say that!" 

"Sorry," his tone tells you he's not a bit sorry, "I'm just so happy whenever I'm with you. That's why I can't imagine a world where I'm not with you. Right here, holding you while you take care of me."

"If you're trying to kill me, it's really working," you sigh out with hot cheeks, barely managing to finish washing the dishes with all the sickly sweet confessions that are basically oozing out of Wonbin. He laughs a low laugh, kissing your ear as he pulls away. 

Your head feels light, heartbeat irregular because somehow, like always, Wonbin knows exactly what to say. Even if you hadn't voiced your worries out loud, his words were the perfect antidote to the baseless worries you were entertaining earlier. He was so gentle, the way he was reassuring that you weren't the only baby in this relationship, after all, you did your part in looking after him. 

"Tell me," you walk up to him, wrapping yourself around his torso this time, face propped up against his chest to look up at him, "It's your turn to share a secret with me."

"Hmm," Wonbin hums thoughtfully, slowly steering both of your bodies toward the bedroom, closing the door behind him, "I don't know… How about the fact that I was in squash club?"

"You were?" 

"Yeah, I loved it. I went to every single practice when I was a freshamn, even in the middle of the week, because it got my mind off everything," he says quietly, "It was the only place where I could forget trying to be likeable. I didn't have to make friends, just had to be good at the game."

"And were you?" you ask, knowing the answer to the question. 

"Yeah, I think so. That's probably why they wanted to make me captain of the club in sophomore year."

"Oooh, that's amazing. Now it makes sense why your quads are so built," you grin into his skin when he plops both of you onto the bed, "But wait, I don't remember you being captain when I met you?"

"That's because I didn't take the offer. I knew I would have my hands full in junior year and I hate doing things half-heartedly," Wonbin's eyes take on a distant look, but you can tell he doesn't regret his choice a bit. It was his choice, after all. 

"Ah, that's a good policy to have," you kiss his cheek, "Thank you for telling me."

Wonbin's lips lift up in a small smile at your comment, nodding in acknowledgment. "Now… are you gonna tell me what was on your mind earlier today?"

You freeze at his keen observation, averting your gaze in an attempt to skirt it, "I– It was nothing. Just stupid stuff. I'm over it though, so don't worry about it."

"I wouldn't worry about it if you looked in my eye while you said that," your boyfriend catches you again, firm arm bringing you closer to him, "Come on, sweet, let me in. What's wrong?"

You sigh in defeat. "You're too smart. And if you must know, I was just overthinking our age gap."

"Age gap? You mean that I was born 9 months after you?"

You glare at him, "Okay, I don't appreciate your fact-based attacks on my weaknesses. And an age gap is an age gap. It's my first time being with someone younger."

"So it's natural to feel weird," he completes your thought for you, "But you've always been so chill about it, what made this come up?"

"Not sure," you wonder yourself, "I've been feeling older recently. Even though my birthday was a month ago. I don't know, I feel like I'm not responsible enough sometimes, especially with you– I don't want to make you do everything."

"You don't," Wonbin brushes a thumb against your cheek. "You're always checking up on me, Y/N. And you're the one who made sure we were always communicating with each other, even about the small things. I think you'd pass the old soul check any day."

You chuckle softly at your boyfriend's reassurance, "You're not wrong. But you're sure I'm… enough?"

Wonbin frowns at your concern, "Hey, now that's a bigger issue than our age gap. Of course– You're more than enough, Y/N. Did you not hear me earlier? I can't imagine not being with you. That means, I can't imagine living without you. I'm like the luckiest guy to have managed to get you in bed with me. I'm serious, you turned my life around when you ruined my favorite shirt that day–"

"And I've apologized endlessly about it–"

"You're the reason I'm not a loner, following Sungchan around all the time because he's the only one who doesn't think of me as a stuck-up idiot. I love you so much."

"Okay, okay, I think I get it," you stop him, hand on your chest when he keeps snuggling closer, lips a breath away from your skin. "I'm not thinking those thoughts anymore, babe. I know you love me. I love you, too."

"Good," he pecks your nose, "But I have to say, you're hot when your older side comes out. Watching you cook me dinner was an experience I'm not forgetting anytime soon."

"I guess I better do it more then," you tease him, fingers running through his soft hair, "I'll go on a grocery run later this week. Cook you that stir-fry you wanted, huh?"

"If you're trying to get into my pants right now, congrats, you've made it," Wonbin laughs, cheeks warm at your bold promise. "But yes please, and can I come grocery shopping with you?"

"Sure you won't get bored? Grocery shopping is a boring adult chore, you know–"

"Okay, I don't think you're allowed to use your age to belittle me–"

"Or what? You're gonna get mad at me?"

"I hate you– I'm gonna go home if you're gonna–"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, babe, come back!" 

[madamechrissy]

Up in The Air

♡ ♡ Pairings ♡ ♡ Suguru Geto x Fem Reader

♡ ♡ Warnings ♡ ♡ MDNI- Breeding kink (Suguru needs twins) getting tied up, ass smacking, oral fixation, body worship, blow jobs, cunnilingus, multiple orgasms, Suguru being sexy bc why nottt

♡ ♡ Summary ♡ ♡ You have been jilted at the altar by your groom, Mahito, who has led you on for years. Your best friends, Maki and Yuta, suggest to go on this Honeymoon alone, to get away and find yourself again. On the plane ride, you run into a gorgeous man on a business trip, who holds your hand when you say that you're terrified of planes, Suguru Geto. You all fall into easy conversation, and there's chemistry, he makes you feel better than you had in a long time. You think to ask his number, when he realizes that his room has fallen through.

Well, you have a big honeymoon suite, and you suggest he stays with you. What can go wrong? Not like you don't wanna straddle him or anything...

Chapter 6 -- Masterlist Playlist

Chapter 7

Every inch of you feels deliciously sore as you yawn, stretching the next morning, and Suguru isn’t there. You frown a bit, sitting up, realizing what time it must be, and then get dressed, padding around the suite. You flush when you see the table has a little bag and a note, and see that Suguru grabbed you breakfast.

You pick out a blueberry muffin, nibbling and looking at the little paper with pretty handwriting.

You looked so cute, I couldn’t wake you. I’ll only be gone until noon. Please eat something? And drink water.

You exhale, touched by his thought, your nerves leaving a bit, and you peek at your phone, blinking in shock when you see what time it is.

“Shit, I slept that much?” You mumble to yourself, realizing it was well past eleven already.

You get dressed in your bikini and coverup, since you weren’t sure what you all were doing today, then call Maki on video chat. She answers quickly, and as soon as she sees you she gasps.

“Is that a hickey! Is that… several hickeys!?” You giggle, nodding and she freaks out. “Tell me, bitch!”

“I’m totally not a virgin.”

“Ah! How was it?”

“Fucking amazing. Ugh.” You set her down on your dresser, fixing up your hair in a ponytail.

“Details, details!”

“Okay… like he’s so amazing, Maki. His tongue is like… otherworldly, his fingers? Ugh. But his cock…"

“It’s big isn’t it!”

“It’s huge, Maki oof. I’m so sore!” She’s giggling, as are you, as you take her in the bathroom now, doing a little mascara and some moisteruizer. “Maki like I came so much…”

“Bitch now I’m jealous! Are you gonna do it again?”

“I totally did it twice.” You blush as she freaks. “I know, I know. I’d have gone again, but he’s so sweet, he didn’t wanna hurt me. I… have it bad for him, really bad. I almost said…”

“Oh shit, babe.” She covers her mouth, and you exhale, leaning on the bathroom counter and washing your hands.

“I know. I don’t wanna say, hey, I know we don’t know each other, but I’m falling for you? How psycho does that sound!”

“It’s not psycho, it’s how you feel.” You sigh, opening the door and then leaning back against it. “Just be honest.”

“I am gonna scare him away. I was so worried… when I woke up he wasn’t there, but he left me this cute note! Ugh, he’s so perfect.”

“You’re so cute, I’m so happy for you. And he's so hot!”

“He is so gorgeous...”

“Thanks, Princess. So are you.” You gasp, nearly dropping the phone, it’s bouncing between your hands as you try to catch it, as you see Suguru Geto casually leaned against the front door.

“Oh shit! Oh my god…”

“You drop me?”

“Maki, gosh. Um… gotta go? Love you.”

You end the call, covering your face in embarrassment. “Oh no, how much of that did you hear!?”

He smirks a bit, coming to walk to you now, looking stupidly handsome in his pinstripe suit and skinny black tie, his hair all put up today in some sleek bun. He’s barring you against the bathroom door, leaning down, towering over you, and you inhale that yummy scent of his, mouth watering, your eyes catching his, seductive glint in those cat eyes of his.

“I heard that I have a huge dick.”

You're bright red. “Well… you do.”

He laughs a bit, then sighs, caressing your face gently. “May have heard a few more things.”

Your eyelashes flutter, as you look down a bit. “I’m sorry, I wish I could keep my mouth shut-”

“Ah-ah. Look at me.” You do as he commands, eyes locking, and he’s serious for a moment, studying you. “Tell me what you said to your friend.”

“That I…” You tremble, sweaty hands sliding up his expensive suit jacket, pulling at the fabric gently. “It’ll scare you.”

“I’m not easily scared. Say it.” He kisses your forehead softly, sweetly, then your cheek, then to the corner of your mouth. You feel desire and strong, insane feelings mix, making you feel weak.

“I’m falling for you, Suguru.” You manage a whisper, and then he moans, picking you up in his arms, and smashing his lips on yours. You moan, eagerly gripping his shoulders, wrapping your legs around narrow hips, nearly naked in your bikini as he’s fully clothed in a damn three piece. “Sugu…”

“You’re so beautiful, Princess. I missed you.” He whispers the words, chocolate eyes locking on yours, and you whine, pathetic, gripping him tighter, smashing your lips hungrily for him.

“I missed you. I was so… worried…”

“I’m sorry.” He’s got you on the kitchen table now, yanking your head back by gripping your hair, kissing your lips brutally, your thighs close in on him, craving that friction. “I should have said I was leaving.”

“No, no, the note… cute… sweet…” You’re kissing on his neck, right near his starched collar, and he groans, pressing against you harder. “Sugu…”

“You looked too peaceful.” He’s kissing you more, as you yank on his tie, and he’s got your cover up shoved up, yanking your tits out, they bounce as they fall out of your top, bouncing in front of him, and he groans. “These perfect tits.”

“Please, please…” He moans, kissing down your breasts, gripping them in his big hands, you arch your back up, yanking his tie down for more of his touch.

“Please what, Princess? Use your words for me.” He orders, silken voice shooting more desire through your body, wanting more of him, on top of you, inside of you.

You gulp, licking your lips. “Please make love to me, Sugu.” At that he nearly growls, yanking down your bottoms in one fell swoop, baring your swollen little pussy to the cool air in the suite, and to his hungry gaze. “Oh, please.”

“Anything for you, love.” He whispers, then he’s kissing down your tummy, making it tremble, as his hand slides down and cups you between your plush thighs. “This wet, from hardly anything? So needy for me?”

You nod, eagerly, and it turns him on more, his cheeks flushed, eyes getting lidded, as he slides a finger in, making you gasp, as he pushes past that tight little ring of muscles and hits that spot that makes you see stars. He presses, arching that long finger, kissing further and spreading your thighs wide.

“Keep telling me what you want, Princess.” He kisses up your soft inner thigh, tickling you and making you even wetter, as you throb in need for his touch.

“Lick me, please, Suguru.” He moans, breath hot on your cunt, and you lean back against the table on your elbows, as he slips his tongue up, in a long stripe up your slit, soft brown eyes staring up as he does it again. “Ah!”

“Taste so sweet for me.” He whispers, breath tickling your clit that he exposes, pulling apart your lips, then he flicks his talented tongue right on it, circling it, fucking torturous little circles. You’re panting, as desire and pleasure rock every inch of your body, whines coming out from the back of your throat.

“S’good… Sugu! Unh…” He’s continuing those slow strokes, all while looking at you, and then he slides a finger back inside, and the combination of both gets you high so fast it’s ridiculous.

“Soak my face, Princess, please.” He whispers those words, and you fall apart, right on his gorgeous face as he buries it back against you, sucking your tiny clit into his mouth and flicking over and over.

“Cumming! Right there, right there!” Your thighs close slightly, from all the intense pleasure, but he’s relentless, humming on your clit now, until you’re gushing all over his mouth, orgasm bursting through you. He’s drinking you up, kissing your tummy again, sliding up, and you’re so weak from it, you struggle to pull his tie, smashing his lips down on yours.

Your lips devour each other, as you hastily reach down for his belt buckle, unsnapping it and freeing his huge, pretty cock, which bounces out, smacking him where his dress shirt is. You yank that up to, revealing at least a part of his tanned, toned stomach, running your fingers down until you get his length, hot and hard in your grip.

Your eyes lock, as you watch the desire mirror in those eyes, as his hands now grab your waist, gripping tight, then picking you up in his arms. You gasp, and then he’s carrying you to the bed, making you giggle, kissing down his neck, inhaling his scent and snuggling.

“That table would hurt your back.” He explains, and you just hum happily at how sweet he is, lips kissing his neck again, as your back now hit’s the soft bed, and he’s back on top of you, still in that damn suit. You eagerly slide off his jacket, making him smirk charmingly. “Need me naked so bad?”

“Mmm, yes, I do. But, the suit… It's hot too.” You say with blushing cheeks, he laughs a bit, helping you, as your shaky hands unbutton his dress shirt, eyes drinking in his chiseled body as it’s bared to you. “Your body… it’s so gorgeous.”

You kiss down his chest, little hot pecks of open lips, feeling him tense around you, his grip tightening, then he’s got your legs around him, at your entrance, groaning at the sensation. You arch your ass up, as he’s teasing it, stroking up and down, all while he’s kissing you again, drinking your cries, and your hands move from his chest down to his hips, urging him.

“Need you. Now.” He says gruffly, and you nod, eagerly, gasping when he swiftly thrusts his cock deep, so deep in you, at once.

You tense at it, at how full it makes you feel, at all the pressure, and he stays there a moment, allowing you to adjust, his brows drawn low, as he moans at the sensation.

“You feel so good, so tight, so hot…” He’s murmuring the words as he stays there, kissing your cheeks, your forehead, and your legs tremble around his hips, as it starts to feel so amazing, that pressure. “You okay love?”

“I’m good. So good, Sugu.” You lean up, arching your back, and he groans at what the angle does.

“Ready?” He asks, and you nod, eagerly, as he slides out, then fully back in, again and again, and you cling to his shoulders under his open dress shirt, feeling the muscles flex as he fucks into you.

“Ah, Sugu! Mnh!” You cry out, as he begins pounding his cock into you, sounds of skin slapping against skin, as his hips snap into you.

He moans, the sounds urging you on, leaning up to look at you, to brush back your hair, as your blown out eyes glazed with lust stare back at him. He studies you with parted lips and lidded eyes as he shoves in deep then, against your cervix, watching as the orgasm builds, and you cling to him, eyes fluttering shut.

“Look at me.” He orders, and you struggle, as the pace picks up, as he fucks you deeper, faster, and you just helplessly cling to him. “Now, Princess.”

You open your eyes, focusing on his pretty face over you, as he’s wrecking your insides so deliciously you can’t take it. “Sugu… cumming!”

“So soon?” He teases you, and you pout, nodding, making Sugu groan, sliding out then fully back in, the sound of your greedy cunt sucking him in mixing with your breathy cries.

“S’good is why, Sugu. Unh!” You scream out when he pushes up, and then your stomach sucks in and tenses as that orgasm smashes your body, and he groans as your pulse around him, gushing.

“Fuck Princess…” He grips you tightly, pausing and feeling your walls tighten around his thick length, his lips part and he’s exhaling. “You’re so tight after… fuck I can’t handle it.”

He’s struggling to move, tense over you, as his strokes get slower, hips rocking up, slowly fucking you through your orgasm and into another. You can hardly see, his face blurring with the tears of pleasure in your eyes. You blink them away, rolling your hips up to meet him, and his sounds just urge you on, until you feel him thickening deep inside your cunt.

“Suguru!” You cry out, clutching tight, and he’s got your mouth back in his possession, overtaking all of your senses, cock pounding your pussy harder now, so hard the bed creaks each time. “Sugu! Sugu!”

“Cum again for me, Princess- ah- please. For me.” He mumbles the words now, brow furrowing, one hand sliding up to your arms then, grabbing them by the wrists and pinning them above your head. “Be a good girl for me. Now.”

“Y-yes, Sugu. Yes…” You do exactly as he says, back arching up as you cum so hard you’re clamping down on his cock, and he’s hissing at it, strong hand squeezing both of your tiny wrists tightly.

“So beautiful, cumming all over my cock.” His husky voice makes it all too much, his jerky rhythm bruising your cervix.

“Cum in me, please please. Please cum in me.” You beg outright, in a little whine, looking up and watching his flushed cheeks, his eyes shutting for a moment, as he starts pulsing inside you.

“Want all this cum, do you?” He huffs the words out, and you nod, gripping his hips tight, urging him on.

“Fill me up, please.” He curses, pressing his weight on you, his free hand yanking your thigh up, pressing even deeper, so deep it hurts. Hurts so good.

“Fill you up, huh. Can you even take it all?” His lips are a breath away, noses touching, so close to cumming again your eyes cross, and you just nod, eager, and he starts pumping now, hot, white ropes of his cum inside you.

“Sugu!” You scream out, as his hot cum keeps pumping, so fucking much, that it pushes you over the brink, and you cum again, shoving his cum out around that thick length, as he pushes more of it back in with his thrusts. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck.”

“Fuck. Fuck.” He mutters at the same time, easing his grip on your wrists and slamming his lips back on yours, while you’re twitching with aftershocks. He eases back a bit, smiling down at you. “You missed me huh.”

“I missed you, alot. The whole hour I was up.” You giggle, and he grins down at you, easing out, and his cum and yours is just pouring out.

“Slept in so much, huh?” You nod, then push him on his back, your hair falling long like a curtain over your face, sliding against his chest. “Mmm, what are you up to, bratty girl?”

“Gonna clean up this mess.” He grips you tight, groaning.

“You’re so hot.” You giggle, kissing down his chest, down his perfectly flat toned stomach, until you get to the sticky mess you’d made his thick cock, still hard. You brace your arms on either side of him, and his hands go in your hair, gripping. “Will you do a good job, Princess?”

You lick the tip of him, swollen still, dripping out sticky white remnants of more cum, and you swipe your tongue up it slowly, feeling his thighs tense under you, and his lips part, desire in his gaze. “I’ll do a good job, Sir.”

“Fuck… still don’t know where you came from.” You giggle, sliding your mouth up and down him, tasting both of you, then you feel him hardening. You blink, and he just smirks.

“Again? So… soon?”

He grabs your hips, sliding you up him, until your slick cunt is on his length, and you flush a bit. “Wanna ride me, Princess?”

“I… what if I… suck? And disappoint you.” He shakes his head, grabbing your face gently, looking into your eyes and making your heart flutter.

“You could never disappoint me, love. Ever.” You exhale, feeling emotions hit, at how much you…

Love him.

How perfect he is.

How good you feel.

“I wanna make you feel as good as you make me.” You whisper, as he sits up, your legs on either side of him, arms wrapped around his shoulders.

“You do that just existing.”

“Suguru...” You’re crying. Again.

He kisses you, knowing you already, that this is how you are. You cry.

“Happy tears?” He asks, and you nod.

How does someone you just met get you better than anyone?

“So happy. I wanna do a good job, Sir. Teach me?” You bat your lashes with a pout, and he sighs, laughing softly.

“Those puppy dog eyes get me. Every time. Make me wanna spoil you.” He lifts your hips, and then he looks down, watching his cock dissapear inch by inch, as you sit down on it. “Look at that, you taking me so well.”

“Sugu!” You barely hold it together when you’ve sunk all the way down his cock now, feeling him in you, where you’re sore and aching, nearly burning your skin with the stretch. But its so delicious. “How - move- huh?”

He snorts in laughter. “You can’t talk love, huh?”

You glare a bit. “No. Can’t. Move. Talk.” He grins, but then hisses when you clamp down around his cock, moaning and gripping you tight around your little waist with his big hands.

“You little brat. Can’t talk so you torture me with this tight cunt.” You giggle, but then when he picks you up and slams you down, the giggle stops in your throat, replaced by a whine. “Had something to- ha- say?”

“F-fuckk! Sugu…” Is all you manage, as he slams you down again, and you’re soaking his cock, his thighs, everything, gushing around him.

“Can’t move, love, need me to use you?” You nod, eagerly, struggling to adjust to the deeper position, wiggling and making him hit that spot so deep in you.

“Can you use me, please? Please. Want you to.” You’re mumbling, then he’s leaned back some, lifting you up high and fucking into you from the bottom. Your tits are bouncing right in front of his face as the silent room fills with slaps of skin and your squelching wentess.

“Use you like my pretty toy?” You nod, his words, his cock, his grip, his eyes… it all was too much. The maddening, brutal pace of his cock as you hang on helplessly, while he just holds you like you’re nothing, it’s too much.

“C-cumming s’good, too good, Sugu- mmm!” Your head lolls to the side, as your mouth is just wide open in an O, eyes rolling back involuntarily while he fucks into you so hard it makes you cum then and there. You tremble as it rocks you, as you’re so weak you can’t hold yourself at all.

“Can’t even hold yourself up, Princess? Can’t use you like this then.” He eases you off him, and you whine, pathetic, until he’s got you on your back now, pressing your thighs all the way up.

“Use me till you cum, Sugu. Please.” You beg for it, for what you really don’t know yet, but you know you want it. He nearly growls, big hands shoving your thighs against your breasts.

“Use you just to cum in? That what you want, Princess?” You nod, and he shoves in, way too deep like that, your ass arches, wiggling, and he’s hissing as his leaking tip kisses your cervix. “You feel too fucking perfect.”

“Then cum in me. In my pussy, please. It’s yours.” He groans, gripping your thighs tight as he fucks into you, stretching your tightening alls out with each thrust.

“This perfect little cunt is all mine?” You nod, and he falls apart with you then, leaning forward, holding your face in his hands. “Then I’ll fill it up, so much, constantly full of me.”

His words are darker, desperate, and it urges you, as you nod, eagerly. “Then do it, Sugu, do it.”

He starts cumming then, shoving in deeper than last time at this position, and your breaths come out in pants as he pushes you over the edge, filling you with even more of his cum, pumping so much it’s so hot inside you. He’s kissing you, smashing your thighs against you, folding you up under him, and you’re already pushing his cum out from just your orgasm.

“Jesus christ. Why are you perfect?” He demands, through gritted teeth, you open your mouth and he stops you. “Don’t say you’re not. Gonna tie you up and teach you a lesson.”

“That sounds fun.” You say breathlessly, and he chuckles, easing out of you, and letting your thighs fall.

“You’re wasting all this cum now.” You tense, then cry out when he shoves it back inside you with two fingers.

“Sugu, fuck!”

“Need you to take it all.” You nod then, as he watches you, shoving those fingers back in your oversensitive cunt, making your wriggle at the sensation.

“Sensitive. Sensitive.”

“I like you that way, Princess.” He cooes, rubbing his free hand down your face gently, like the other wasn’t pushing cum back in you. “You’re so messy for me, aren’t you Princess?”

“Messy. Messy.” You’re about to scream then, and he eases back, shoving his two fingers in your mouth, you greedily suck them, swirling your tongue around the thick digits, pulling out with a pop. “Suguru…”

“Yes, Princess?” He’s pulling you onto your side, kissing you softly, like he hadn’t just wrecked you. The duality of him was intoxicating.

“I meant it. What I said to Maki.” He pauses, and you bite your lower lip, he frees it from the grip of your teeth. “I am falling for you.”

“Guess what, love?” He asks, helping you sit up, and you tense, looking into his eyes nervously.

“What, Sugu?”

“I’m falling too.”

You pause, your heart faltering, your mouth open. He is just sitting there, staring at you, and you wonder, could this be real? Could it…

“You are!?”

“You sound surprised. Of course I am.”

Your tears hit your eyes, and you tremble in his hold, clinging to his broad shoulders as tears fall. “Oh, Sugu, I’m so happy. So happy.”

You both kiss, and kiss, all over each other's lips, cheeks, necks, foreheads, just little pecks, then more intimate, deeper. Until you can feel his hardness on your thigh, and he laughs as you tense.

“It’s a reaction to you. I’m not going again, you gotta be sore.”

“She’ll be okay. She can do it.” He laughs again, and you look up into his eyes, yours watery, as every inch of your body feels so well loved, even your heart, your mind. “Feel like I'm dreaming.”

“I know the feeling.” He holds you to him, and you all stay there, in his arms, comfortable and at ease. “I wasn’t gonna say it yet.”

“Me either! It’s… crazy right? We’re crazy?”

“We’re crazy.”

“Oooh, Sugu, why don’t you come swim in the ocean with me today? You haven’t yet, you know.”

“You just want me to fuck you on the beach.”

“Hey!” But the thought?

“Knew it.”

You giggle, shaking your head as he helps you up on wobbly legs, stabilizing your body with his sure hands. When one comes to your tummy as you all stand together, you whimper. He sighs, turning you so that you can see yourself in the mirror on the wall, with him behind you, long fingers splaying your abdomen.

“Huh.” He says curiously, and you tilt your head.

“Huh what?”

“You’d be so hot pregnant.” You turn bright red then, thighs clutching together as the mere way he said that got you stupidly horny.

“I… what!?”

“Mmhmm. You would be.” He kisses down your head, leaning forward, whispering in your ear. “All round with me. Maybe twins.”

“Sugu you’re… more crazy than me.” You giggle breathlessly, moaning with the pressure on your tummy. “Is this kinky talk?”

He laughs, grinning that pretty white grin in the mirror. “It most certainly is, but the thought of you pregnant? With twins? Umph…”

He’s hard against your back.

“Oh… it is kinky.”

“You’re so cute.” You whine a bit, when his hand stays there, and crazy images hit your mind.

“You wanna put a baby in me, Sugu?” He groans, gripping you tight, so tight you thought you’d bruise, but fuck you want it.

"You're going to be the death of me.” His words are muffled.

You swallow, feeling a blush creep up your neck, arching your ass back so you could tease him more. "What do you mean?"

He leans closer, his breath hot against your ear. "Every little sound you make, every little movement, it all drives me wild."

You can't help but giggle, feeling a thrill at his words. "I know the feeling. You could fill me up more, you know.”

“Oh, I will, princess. Bet it’s sliding down these thighs hmm?” He reaches two fingers down, you’re dripping with his sticky white cum, and you’re soaked again, at the thought of him pumping more cum in you. He hisses. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”

“When am I not with you?”

He tilts your head to the side, devouring your lips, and you fall into it, until he eases back, inhaling. “We’ll never leave this suite if we don’t stop. Oh… Princess, you got snorkel gear?”

“I did bring some. I haven’t done it before!”

“I’ll teach you. Come on, let’s cool down before you get pregnant.” You giggle at his bluntness, but his words thrill you.

***

“You look so adorable.” Suguru secures your glittery pink mask, and you flop around on the giant flippers, feeling stupid.

“They only had kid stuff when I shopped.”

He grins. “Lucky you’re small. Hey, nothing wrong with Barbie.”

“Hush!”

Suguru has red swim trunks and an open red kimono, his toned body and tanned skin making you drool damn near. He seems to be eating up the sight of you in kids snorkel gear in amusement, but when his hands come to hold your waist, the amusement fades, to lust.

Every time he touches you it’s like you light up.

Shaking yourselves off, you both head out to the crystal blue waters, as Suguru guides you how to properly use the gear. You both begin to swim, down the coast line, and fish of all sizes flit past you all, their scales glittering from the sun reflecting brightly in the water. Suguru swims slowly next to you, though he was clearly a talented swimmer, he took his time for you.

Suguru points out a giant crab, then a school of marlin, huge, which freak you out a bit at first as they whoosh past you all, then you’re giggling, and have to come up for air. You sputter a bit, slipping the mask off, and Suguru is there with you, taking his off and shaking his head, sprinkling water all over.

“How ya doing Princess?” He asks softly, and you sigh, snuggling into his embrace as he holds his arms out.

“So good. It’s so peaceful.” He holds you, as the water waves all around your bodies, gently rocking you both.

“It is, isn’t it. Peaceful. With you.” His voice gets low, and you look up at him, tummy doing flips, not just butterflies, they were like violent moths. Your hands slide up to his face, brushing against where the goggles had dug in.

“I kinda never wanna go back.” He smiles, a little sadly.

“Because the real world?”

“Yeah, what happens to us? With work and friends, life, family… shit, probably drama too, on my end. Is my pussy good enough to deal with my psycho ex?”

He rolls his eyes. “Your pussy is good enough for that, yes. But… What has you so worried? You think he’ll try something?”

“The way he talked… was like it wasn’t over yet. His torture.” You shiver a bit, sighing. “I don’t want him in my life. But… he knows everything about me. Who’s to say he won’t come and try to break me again.”

He cups your face now, his pretty brown eyes glittering with the sun, like molten pools of honey. You drown in them, nearly forgetting your worries. “You think I’d let him touch you?”

His words, so possessive, make you ache. “I wouldn’t put that on you.”

“Regardless of where this goes, I damn sure won’t let such filth around you, ever again. Understood?” You nod, and you feel them, your tears. “You know, you look beautiful crying, right?”

“Is that kinky, Sugu?”

He grins. “It could be kinky. You cry so much though. I wonder if…” He trails off a bit then.

“Wonder what Sugu?”

He sighs, backing away a bit. “I guess I wonder if in time, you’d cry less. With me by your side.”

“Oh, Sugu…” You wrap your arms around him, kissing him, awkwardly bumping your gear on your heads, and he chuckles, pulling you flush against him. “I cry with you because I’m so happy.”

“Are you just emotional altogether?”

“A crybaby, say it.”

“I wasn’t gonna!”

“Uh huh.” You both look around then, and you realize how far you all had swam out, people are just little dots now. “Oh wow.”

“Let’s swim back, Princess.” You nod, and you all are soon back down under the water, the sun shimmering on your backs, heating it, as the cool water brushed against your front, your chest, your legs. Suguru holds one hand as you all swim down, following the trail back.

Worries of your past fade more and more.

***

“You need a yukata.” Suguru says to you later on, as you all are walking down the boardwalk, side by side, hands brushing together. He was going to get a kimono, and you all were peering until you found a proper shop for one.

“Oh, I’ve never worn one!”

“What!? You need one. Come on.” He takes you further, and you follow, a little confused but curious, until you all come upon a little shop with plenty of yukatas and kimonos.

“These are so pretty…” You murmur, touching the thick, satin material with care, and Suguru comes over to you, eyeing the one you’re touching.

“That would look beautiful on you.” His voice is soft, his hard body coming against yours, you tense a bit, feeling flustered. “Try it on.”

You end up looking in the mirror, and the gorgeous Yukata, sitting over your body, which you were only wearing a lacy pair of red panties and a lacy red bra. The yukata sat untied. You honestly… didn’t know how to tie it? It’s the prettiest pink with red flowers all over, popping off your skin, and it was so pretty you couldn’t think you could even wear such a thing.

“Need help, love?” Suguru’s teasing voice came, and you giggle, opening the curtain and inclining your head.

“Please, I can’t figure it out.” He comes in behind you, then gulps, lips parting as he looks down your body. Your breasts heave under the attention.

“You’re so sexy. I can’t think.” You flush at the praise, taking his hands in your own.

“Thank you Sugu. But I really can’t figure this out.”

“Yeah, yeah… come here.” He comes and expertly ties the Yukata up, then places the wrap on your waist carefully, stepping back and whistling softly. “You look so beautiful.”

“Thank you… I…”

“No, look at you.” He turns you, to where your ass is against his hard body, enwrapped in silk, and you see yourself, glowing and sunkissed in his arms. You tremble as his hands run down your waist, pressing his fingers in. “Look how beautiful.”

You do look beautiful.

“Oh, thank you Suguru. I feel beautiful.” You blink back tears, and he leans close, holding you tightly.

“You always will around me.” He kisses up your face, then down, to your exposed neck, groaning softly. “Wanna fuck you right here.”

“Oh! I…” He laughs, as you’re blushing. “You’re teasing me.”

“Nope, totally would. Would you please let me buy this for you?”

You go to say you would buy it, but then you sigh. “Of course you can, I would love it so much. Can I buy you a Kimono though?”

“No, I’ll buy both.” You pout, making him laugh. “They’re expensive.”

“I don’t mind. I have a successful business and no one to spoil.”

“Oh so you’d spoil me?”

“Sure would.” He picks you up, twirling you around, then easing you back to the floor, smiling deviously at you.

“I think I’ll spoil you. And you’ll accept, like a good girl.” Those words shoot right between your thighs, and he notices, notices your flush, your tightening thighs.

“Unfair.” You bite out, he just grins, and then you all go search for Suguru’s Kimono. And no, you don’t get to pay.

***

Once it’s night, both of you decide to go to one of the beach restaurants, where there are dancers and even a fire show, all as the sweet breeze blows, and the sky turns pretty pinks and purples. Suguru was in the Kimono you had picked out for him, black with a green and gold belt, flowing around him, and fuck if he didn’t look gorgeous in it.

His hair falls soft, half clipped back, the bottom half flowing, silky and shimmering in the evening. He looks so gorgeous it’s hard to function, actually.

You can’t keep your eyes off him.

You in that pretty pink yukata, snug against the curves of your body, with those soft red flowers? Heavenly. And now, one of the ladies puts a matching little red flower over your ear in your soft, flowing hair that's blowing gently in the wind. When your eyes glitter, smiling that little smile of yours at him, it makes his stomach tighten, as he thinks of just how much he loves that.

How you look at him.

How’d he gone without that in his life?

You’re so gorgeous he can’t take his eyes off you.

“You look so handsome, Suguru.” You run your fingertips down the soft material, and he exhales, touching your face gently.

“And you look beautiful, Princess.”

You brighten up at that.

“Not denying it? Know how happy I am tonight?”

“I’m working on it. Because of you.” You lean against him, and one of the ladies comes to take you all to your table. A waitress comes, and smiles at the two of you, seated side by side.

“What a beautiful couple.” She says, and you nearly jump, giddy with excitement at the thought, and you tensely look at Geto. What would he say?

Was he ready for that?

“Thank you. We’re having a great time here.” He pulls you to his side, kissing your cheek, and you blush bright red.

“So cute together!” Comes another waitress, and you nervously cover your face, waiting for Suguru to say no, we’re not together.

Because how could he…

Wait.

Stop that.

He clearly wants you.

You shake off dead voices, echoes of your past, and smile now. “Thank you ladies, that’s so sweet.” You say, then look to Suguru, who’s brimming with pride as he gazes at you.

When they leave you to check the menu, he hums to himself, running fingers down your back over that satin, giving you goosebumps. “So, are we?”

“Are we… what?”

Suguru peeks up at you. “Together? Dating?”

“Are you asking me out, Sugu?” He smirks, looking up and down at you, his hand now firm on your hip.

“Maybe I am. What would the answer be, Princess?”

“The answer would be fuck yes.” He laughs a bit at you. You all order drinks, clinking them together. You notice he opted for a fruity rainbow drink like you.

“What? Yours was so good.”

“I love a man that’s not afraid to drink a rainbow drink.”

“So bratty!”

You all sip your drinks, sitting together, you lean on him, as he holds you so gently. “Sugu, are you my boyfriend then?”

He kisses your lips, and you taste that fruity drink, mixed with Suguru’s minty breath, god it was always so fresh, how? And he rests his forehead on yours. “Are you my girlfriend, Princess?”

“I sure wanna be.” He exhales, running his fingertips down the side of your face ever so softly.

“I haven’t dated in a long time.”

“I dated a sadistic asshole last, so.”

You both grin at that. “You gonna make me ask so officially?”

“Yes please.”

He rolls his eyes. “Will you be my girlfriend, Princess? On this island and back home?”

“I will, Sugu. Oh my… Of course.” You kiss him, eagerly, over and over, as if no one else was around, it was just you two.

“Hey, that means you gotta let me pay for everything.”

“What, no!”

“That’s my rules.”

“Oh… I’ll split things?”

“Nope. I pay.”

You roll your eyes now, and he’s just grinning. “If you don’t wanna be called daddy you can’t spoil me.”

“You’re so bratty right now.” You just stick your tongue out, making him chuckle, as you all begin to get your appetizers. “I’ll let you call me it in bed, only, if you let me buy you things.”

“Deal!”

***

“Daddy!” You’re screaming out an hour later, as he has you tied up to the bed posts with one of his silky black ties, as he's behind you, licking up your pussy, spread wide in front of his face.

“You taste so good for me, Princess.” His chin shoves against your cit, tickling it with his stubble, tongue sliding inside your little hole, slurping up the wetness loudly, making you start to throb again in need for him.

“Mmmnh!” You're reduced to sounds, as he’s leaning up, fingering you now, two fingers knuckles deep, shoving past your little gummy walls and hitting that spot, the one he always hits. It makes you fade out, cum pouring out of your slippery cunt, soaking his hand.

“Good girl, Princess, keep cumming for me.” You fall apart for that, crying out his name over and over, as he whispers yours, gushing ridiculous amounts of liquid as he gets you to cum again. “So wet, soaking the bed, love.”

“Mnh, Sugu, need your cock, please.” He groans at that, gripping your hips then, and your phone rings. You ignore it, as he slides that thick cock in, stretching you out for the third time today. Every stretch makes you ache more and more, you tighten around him as he slams into you balls deep, bottoming out in you. You scream out, and he pulls your hair.

“Feel so good-” your phone rings again, and Geto tenses behind you. “It's blocked number.”

“Don't care, just fuck me Sugu, fuck me please.” He moans, pulling at your hair again, making your ass arch, then it rings again. You curse. “Break the phone, need your dick.”

“Nah… Again?” He presses answer, and you gasp, as he leans forward and puts it on speaker. “Answer them love.”

“Umm… hello?” You manage to breathe out, as Suguru's thick cock slides out, shoving back in, you bite your lip not to moan out loud.

“Really, blocked my number sweetheart? Has your ‘amazing guy’ got sick of you yet? You know he will.” At that you falter, tensing, and you tremble on your knees. Suguru tenses behind you, gripping your hips so hard you thought they'd bruise.

“Sure not getting tired, her pussy is perfect you know.” Suguru starts to speak, and Mahito flips. “Fuck, and the view of this nice big ass? So good.”

You giggle then, and he shoves his cock so deep you cry out, leaving Mahito furious over the phone. “So you're getting fucked like a whore?”

“I'm getting fucked by a huge cock. Mmm! You just gonna listen Mahito?” Suguru laughs behind you, and you laugh too, but then cry out as he picks up the pace, fucking into you, and you knew Mahito could hear everything.

“When he throws you out, I'll be ready, and if you're lucky I'll fuck you.” Suguru leans over you, picking the phone up then, and you look back at his face furious.

“You'll never touch her. Pussy belongs to me now.” You pulse around him and he moans. “And fuck if it's not a perfect little pussy too.”

“You're the one making her so feisty, huh? Give it time. Sweetheart don't forget I've known you forever and I know how pathetic you are. Once he gets tired of that virgin pussy he'll see-”

“Fucked her -ha- five times already? Going for six after this. And she's not pathetic, you are. Can't wait to fucking meet you face to face.” His words are dark as he gives you insane backshots, bruising that cervix.

“I… you…” Suguru puts the phone up to your face and shoves his cock in deep.

“Cum loud so he can hear you, Princess.” You scream out then, shaking with your orgasm, and then the line goes dead, and you tremble, looking back at Suguru, who's grinning. “Bet he doesn't call back.”

“I love you, ugh.” You whisper as he fucks into you, again and again, so quiet you don't think he heard you, thankfully.

“What… a piece of trash… wanna beat his face in.” Suguru is grunting, and you're moaning, ass arching up for more of his thrusts. “How… dare he… you're so… perfect…”

“Sugu!” You're sobbing now, and he pauses.

“Did I hurt you Princess?”

“No I just… that was… so sweet of you.”

“Fucking you on the phone with you ex?” You giggle through tears, nodding, then he comes to untie your wrists, pressing you on your tummy, tilting your face as his weight presses on you. “I'll never let him touch you again.”

“Love you, Sugu. Love you.” He pauses at that, then moans, sliding his cock back in, kissing you passionately, tongues wild, teeth hitting, lips pressing.

“Princess…” You shush him, pressing your ass up for more, as his big arm wraps your waist.

“Don't have to answer yet, s'okay Sugu.” He kisses you again, fucking deeper, pressed so intimately over you. His hand reaches up and entwine's in yours, as he pulls back, breath right on your lips. “Thank you for it, thank you! Thank! Ah!”

“Anything… for you… Princess, Mmm!” You're throbbing around his cock, as he thickens inside you, deep inside, and then he's moaning, as you do. “You're mine, Princess. Mine.”

“Yours Sugu, belongs to you.” He falls apart above you, you hear his breathy moan, gripping you tight.

“Cum with me, love, wanna feel you. Please.” You do as he says, needing no urging, and then you're cumming together, him moaning his release in the crook of your neck, filling you with his hot cum, and you're gushing around him. “Perfect, perfect Princess.”

You struggle to both catch your breath, then Suguru eases out of you, lifting his body off and sighing, coming to lay next to you. His pupils are dilated, eyes blown out, like you, messy hair like you, reddened lips, like you. Both of you were dazed and confused messes.

“It just keeps getting better. I'm so addicted to you Sugu.” He shuts his eyes for a moment, kissing your forehead sweetly, sighing.

“I'm addicted to you, Princess. Everything about you. Um…” He brushes your hair back gently. “What you said…”

“Ignore it please. Shouldn't have so soon.” He frowns at that.

“Did you not mean it? Was it just… sex talk?”

“No. Meant it.” You bury your face against his chest. “But don't wanna ruin this.”

“Honey you won't ruin anything. Promise. I just…”

“It's okay Sugu really.”

Suguru is terrified. Because nothing has ever felt so good as you uttering those words from your pretty lips. Hearing that made his heart stop. He is overwhelmed, because he wants to say it back, but is it too soon? If things don't work out, would that hurt you more? He aches to let go but for now…

He needs some courage apparently. Imagine him, and the only person to ever scare him is a five foot nothing girl who cries all the time? You alone bring him to his knees and make him want to do anything, anything for you. Including deal with that trash that…

“Thank you again though, Sugu. I imagine that made him so fucking mad.” He blinks, shaking out of his reverie to look at you, with your puffy lips and tear streaked, pretty little face.

“I'll do anything for you, Princess.” You blink a fresh set of tears on those spiky lashes, God you're beautiful.

“It meant so much you standing up for me.” You snuggle against him, the ghost of your serious confession in the air. He doesn't push you, or bring it up thankfully, you had been so worried…

“I am falling for you, Princess. I've never felt like this.” Your heart melts at that, as he kisses you so gently, your lips meld into his. “Don't be embarrassed it just may take me… a little-”

“You're fine, Sugu, promise!” He trails little kisses down your cheeks, sticky with your dried tears.

“Let's go shower, pretty. Then get some rest. I think I have a plan for tomorrow.”

“Can't believe we'll leave soon!” He helps you up, bringing you to the bathroom then and starting the shower.

“I know. I've gotten used to waking up with you already.” You flush happily, and as he pulls you into the spray of the hot water, you feel so content, even if…

You'd just blurted the love bomb on him.

And came with your ex on the phone.

Tonight? Wild.

Best night ever.

Chapter 7

Ao3 chap

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56577688/chapters/146639161

[harufluff]

my seahorse ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊

💬 : fluff, unestablished relationship au, afab!reader x bff!anton, ⚠ best friends to lovers trope, not proofread, 0.7k

“could you come over…” your voice was shaky through the phone speaker. anton had known you were at home because you had texted him hours before complaining about your neighbors.

“a-are you ok? did something happen?” his heart started beating faster. despite just being a friend, a best friend as you would put it, anton always worried about you.

weather you are up to no good, or just getting good news. he was here to support you no matter what. maybe a little too much for just a friend.

“i’m fine. just please be fast.” and just like that you had hung up, leaving anton scared and surprised with the various possibilities bouncing around his head.

anton made his way to your house as fast as he could. when he finally got to the front door of the house he had been to so many times before, he knocked. his heart finally began to calm as he heard the soft footsteps of your feet coming down the stairs.

the door opened to your face. no makeup, inches shorter than where his face is, and a blanket wrapped around your head. “what’s wrong?”

anton’s soft, calming voice makes it to your ears. before he can even blink again, the door swings open and reveals your blanket covered figure coming towards him for a hug.

“y/n, seriously what’s wrong? are you hurt?” your best friends hands now coming up to take your hands in his, inspecting for any injuries.

“come look.” you use his hands current position to your advantage and take one of them, dragging him up the stairs to your bedroom, a room he has been to more times than he can count.

you sit down on your bed, blanket still covering your lap, while anton stands in the doorway, still astounded, but mostly confused of your intentions.

“come sit. i wanna show you something.” he came to sit down on the bed next to you, anxious of what was to come.

anton’s nerves continued to be more prominent. “are you sure you’re ok?” he asks one more time before you dragged your laptop to your legs.

your curser traveled to the corner of the youtube screen to press the play button, then a pair of sea horses swim into the view of the camera.

a deep, manly voice comes out of your computer explaining how sea horses mate for life and stay together forever. your head turns in your best friends direction, tears on the brim of falling down your face.

“w-wait, what’s wrong? why are you crying” anton asks you, words coming quickly out of his mouth. “they mate forever, ant. imagine staying with someone you love for the rest of your life!!”

a slight smile rises to his face, finally realizing your sudden sadness was not necessarily sadness. “you still haven’t answered my question. why are you crying over some sea horses, y/n.”

anton held your face with one of his hands and whipped the stray tear now running down your face. “it’s just so romantic, y’know?”

you let the weight of your body tumble down as your back hit the soft covers of your bed. “i wanna find someone like that one day.” your eyes rest in the same place of your ceiling.

anton thinks about what to answer with for what feels like a couple seconds too long. “i have already.” you sit up straight right away, eyes wide open and staring into your best friends.

“who….?”

his cute smile made its way up to his lips as his face began to grow pink. “it’s you. you’re my seahorse…” anton tried his best to keep the eye contact with your still wide eyes.

“if you don’t feel the same way just tell me and i’ll forget i ever said it.” his gaze then dropped down to his hands that were resting in his lap.

“anton…you’re my seahorse too…” all of a sudden you felt anton’s body weight on top of yours and the room was filled with giggles from the both of you.

his face pops up from the crook of your shoulder, a lasting smile still on his face along with yours. “my seahorse”

a.n - sorry i havent posted in like so long lol. please enjoy! <3

©️harufluff 2024

[jjcre8]

✩˚｡⋆ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍: 𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐌 𝐀𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐔𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

below is a list of dialogue said by various characters , including villains , guards & doctors , & The Batman himself. this dialogue was gathered from the game wiki page , & compiled into a list for easy access & use. feel free to change names & pronouns as needed. do not add to the list , & always reblog from the source.

TW DISCLAIMER. this meme may contain potentially triggering content , pertaining to care of patients in the batman franchise.

" How did he get out? I mean, you're here and... "

" Some loyalty! Do you need any help? "

" You and your men are safer here. I'll find you if I need anything. "

" I saw the alert, what's wrong? Where are you? "

" I don't get it. This place is supposed to be secure. "

" Unfortunately, some of the patients will always try and escape. I'll stop them. "

" Thanks for the concern, officer, but it will take more than guns to stop me. "

" I'll take care of this. "

" Thanks. Let me know if you need backup. "

" Exactly. He's left me a trail to follow. He's alive. "

" You wait here. I'll be back. "

" You heard the lady. We've got another psycho on the way. "

" Keep your weapons trained on it at all times. "

" It's my favourite show. I'm Warden Idiot, You'll Never Escape'. "

" Just gotta check your prisoner. "

" You have to listen to me! It's a mistake. I didn't do it! "

" I've waited a long time for this, Bats. Let's start the party. With a BANG. "

" I think you need a little more...! Tell me, what demons do you have left to beat? Shall we see? "

" This isn't a simple escape attempt. Joker's been planning this. "

" Please help me! "

" You're going to be fine. Stay here. "

" Batman's here! Just hold on a little longer! "

" I want all the doctors rounded up. Search every inch of the Medical building. I mean it. "

" La la la la lu lu lu la! Hey! Scram, Bats! This is my me time. "

" Shut it and get down there with the others. MOVE IT!! "

" Batman's as good as dead. "

" The medical building is ours. No one's takin' it from us. "

" I can't wait to get outta here. This hospital scares the crap out of me. "

" Man, I hate the smell of hospitals. "

" Ain't hospitals supposed to be clean? This place stinks. "

" The room's clear. You're safe now. "

" Did they have anyone with them? "

" They took someone into the elevator, I couldn't tell who it was. "

" We'll be fine. "

" What about the others? We heard gunfire. They could be dead. "

" Batman, we've got another problem. "

" Why are you doing this? I have done exactly as you've asked "

" Look at me, you think I care? Stop your whining and listen good. "

" Keep quiet. I'm not sure how much more of your yapping I can take. "

" Bad publicity will effect his campaign for Mayor. "

" Don't speak. You're safe now. "

" What are you waiting for?! April Fools' day?! Get down there! "

" HE'S HERE! "

" Yeah. Big Bad Batman. C'mon, tough guy, come and get us. "

" Oh. Look at him, stuck out there. Ain't ya got a cat to rescue from a tree or something? "

" Yeah, that's right. Go on. Get lost. We're in control. "

" Is he dead? "

" I think so. "

" You may wanna do a quick head count. "

" BABOOM! Another one bites the dust. "

" Batman's as good as dead. "

" Yeah. Give us orders and then sit in your nice safe room while we fight Batman. Nice... "

" Batman? Can you hear me? Show yourself! "

" Oh, I'd like to thank my fans for their undying support, and the people of Gotham, who I will be seeing very soon. "

" I salute my fallen enemy. "

" Oh. Isn't that cute. Little Bat's a-sleepin'. Someone finsh him off. "

" That loser didn't stand a chance. I mean, look at me. "

" Gotta say. I thought you'd last longer. "

" Loser, Loser, Loser! "

" Bye bye, Bats! "

" Once again I have defeated you, Batman! "

" I will enjoy feasting on your bones. "

" Tick, tock. Feed the Croc. "

" And at the end of fear, oblivion. "

" Now madness takes you, forever. "

" You're dead and buried, darling. "

" Sorry, love, you're plucked. "

[jkmyluv]

THE DATE || JJK

Pairing : Boxer jk × Female reader

Genre : Established relationship, Boxer au

Summary : Spending the whole day going on various dates with your boyfriend, starting from amusement parks to trying sushi for the first time with your boyfriend.

Warnings : Female reader, Butt taps, KISSES, a few suggestive comments but no actual smut, making out, shy reader and jk, Reader hates sushi (sorry if u don't lmao), cringe couple shit.

The bright light shines down on your and your boyfriends face as you struggle to get into your boyfriends car. "Need help getting your cute ass in there?" He asks causing you to groan, "Its all your fault jeon, shut up" you speak up glaring at him.

He feigns innocence and teasingly replies while holding his chest pretending to be hurt, "baby it was not me who was whining yesterday night to go faster"

"Its not my fault my boyfriend doesn't know how to fuck properly that I have to beg him to do the bare minimum" you look up at him with a teasing glint but immediately regret it when you see his dark gaze.

"And thats why you squirted three times yesterday, was yesterday not enough brat?", causing you to immediately smile and peck his cheek,

"I'm just kidddinngggg jungkook, don't be mean and start the car, I wanna go ride all the rides and don't be scared ill protect you",

causing jungkook to scoff, "Lets see whose the one who ends up crying like a baby". The car ride is pretty silent except for jungkook singing and cursing at people for not driving properly.

"You're so handsome" causing jungkook to look away from you and blush "get down baby we're here"

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Here you were standing in the line for about 40 mins to get on the ferris wheel, because according to jungkook its very romantic, "jungkook i can't do it please, its so hot i can't even stand" you say while taking heavy breathes causing jungkook to look at you while rasing his eyebrows, his hands grip your waist and pulls you closer, " If u wanted me to carry you so badly, all u could've done is asked instead of whining" he smirks and abruptly lifts you up causing you to yell at him.

"Jungkook are you dumb, put me down there are kids here, put me down you idi-mmph"

You feel jungkooks lip press onto yours harshly and his hands grip you tightly in his arms, you start feeling all giddy inside until u feel him pull away and lick a stripe up your cheeks. "JUNGKOOK YOU'RE DISGUSTING"

Jungkook puts you down and back hugs you so that you won't be able to hit him, "baby thats just how I show i love you, and u smelled so good" causing you to admit your Defeat.

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The sun starts setting down and jungkook decides that its time to picnic in the park,so you and you're beloved boxer boyfriend sit on the mat that you layed out.

You both were lying on your stomach and facing each other, jungkook had one of his hands on your hips holding your long flowy skirt down, and your hands were caressing his eyebrows, eyes, his scar, his lips, as you lean to Peck his lips.

"Did I tell you, you look really pretty today and the skirt looks really good on you"

"You did" , "nothing wrong with saying it again, you're so pretty, the prettiest and the cutest, even though we argue like kids sometimes, but that's something I wouldn't change for the world." This makes you tear up a but as jungkook was never really someone who spoke his feelings, you push his chest and make him lay on his back and lay on top of him with only your lower body on the mat and your upper bodies pressed together, you start pecking all over his face and whisper lovingly " i love you so much jungkook, you're so cute, the cutest cutie pie"

causing jungkook to groan, "I'm not cute baby, way to ruin the moment" causing you to giggle, "just like how your hard on is ruining the moment by poking my stomach, can't even be romantic with my boyfriend" you huff and lay down on your side facing away from him pretending to be mad.

Jungkook pinches your hips, "cmon turn around" and you don't.

But jungkook takes this as a perfect opportunity to hit your butt, the sound of his hands hitting your butt echoes through your ears as you yelp and bring your hands to cover your rear. "Stop that jeon, it hurts" making jungkook coo and rub your butt and he proceeds to pat it, " there you go all better or do u want me to kiss it better?"

"Talk to me when your hard on is gone", you say.

Jungkook sighs and lifts your head and slides it onto his arm, as a pillow and hugs your waist from behind. "What are you doing" , "spooning my baby, what can I do when my girlfriends being all cute and sexy, ofcourse I'm gonna get hard" you blush as you feel his hard on on your back.

You turn around in his arm and wrap your arms around his neck, making him wrap his arms around your waist, you both smile at each other and you slowly inch closer, you feel his breath on you're lips and you pull him closer and press your lips on his, his hands immediately grip you tighter and pull you closer causing you to whimper. Jungkook groans at that and pushes his tounge inside your mouth roughly and grips your chin to pull you even more closer, making you pull away from the absence of air, whimpering. But you have no time to catch your breath as a pair of lips proceeds to press itself on your lips and jungkooks hand pulls you even more closer, you try pushing him away by his chest, but he doesn't even budge.

"I c-cant breathe m-mphh* resulting in jungkook to finally pull away and giggle.

All this loving peace lasts for a moment until we see an old couple walking up to us yelling about public indecency causing you to freak out and get up and trying to make jungkook get up, "jungkook come on let's run", "baby tf are they gonna do, let them fucking come ill take care of them, don't be scared"

"JUNGKOOK IF YOU DONT GET UP RIGHT NOW I SWEAR IM GONNA CRY" this threat results in jungkook complying as you both hold each others hands and make a run for it as the old couples curses slowly dissappear into thin air and the only thing that's audible is the laughter that vibrates off of your chest, and the pure love you have for each other, at this moment you silently look up at jungkook and admire him and you realize how lucky you are to have a man like him.

"Stop looking at me like that if you don't want me to eat you", "you know what I'm hungry jungkook". After a back and forth argument of where to eat, you both decide to eat at this sushi place, as you told you're boyfriend you've never had sushi.

"Come on baby order anything you want, I'll pay" causing you to giggle "ofc sugar daddy"

"I can be your daddy if you like"

"JUNGKOOK", "I'm sorry"

You regret this, you can't eat it, you feel like throwing up, "it tastes so bad, how do people eat this?" Causing jungkook to act like he was offended "how dare you say that to my baby, she tastes so good, baby you don't have to eat it, order something else If you want"

That night when you had food poisoning, jungkook was the one who held your hair back when you threw up, he was the one who made sure you fell asleep with no discomfort, he made sure to stay awake to ensure you don't wake up in the middle of the night due to discomfort, he was the one who made sure you were warm and comfortable, he was the one who loved you, he was the one who put up with your tantrums, he was the one who let's you cuddle him every night even though he pretends to hate it, he is the one who always offers a shoulder to cry on or put your legs on.

[lowkeyrobin]

can we get a phoebe spengler dating and/or friendship hcs please im starving out here 🫶🏼🫶🏼

oooo yeah sure!! I apologize if this ends up being kinda short 😔🙏 ; thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy!!

PHOEBE SPENGLER ; dating hcs

summary ; dating stuff with phoebe

warnings ; language

disclaimers ; I'm not a professional when it comes to autism (because it's like 50/50 canon) so please give me feedback if any of the traits or anything in general is wrong for phoebe and if I should change it!! the sources I used don't seem like they're written by autistic people themselves but I'm putting my trust into these psychologists

word count ; 471

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she caught your eye with those horrible dad jokes of hers

it was the effort and thought that counted

tried using a science fact to reel you in but you were already head over heels 😭😭

you were just like "can I please take you out to do something fun? just us? please?"

she's like "...sure?" like she hasn't had a crush on you for the past solid 15 minutes from across the room

she talks about it to her mom, and she's all excited for her and she just doesn't understand the hype

baby's first date because trevor lives a double life around callie 💯

callie actually takes pictures 😭 and phoebe is just wearing a casual outfit like?? this isn't a fancy occasion mom

she's literally so scared but doesn't really know how to feel

you find it cute and endearing 💔

once you actually start dating, she's still very nervous around you because she's not trying to drive you away

she's obsessed with you though, you're actually perfect in her eyes and she'll do anything to prove that to you (vice versa as well 🫶)

she just stares at you sometimes and it's the cutest thing ever, like whole ass loses focus on whatever she's doing just to look at you. whether you're just chilling across the room or laughing and talking with podcast, she can't take her eyes off of you

she'll ramble about whatever she's fixated on / her special interest at the most random times, it's adorable

trevor will just see her staring at you while you're busy fixing something and be there like "stop staring" and without loosening her gaze on you, will reply "I can't help it"

he's mad she found actual love before him 😭 /hj

she'll hang on to anything and everything you seem to have an interest in

she seems like the type to make one of those pages long essays about how much she l-words you and mail it to you because she's too scared to give it to you herself

she's genuinley head over heels, there is no honeymoon phase that is just how she is

will proudly ramble about her ghostbuster duties to you whenever she can

loves taking walks with you even if it's just in silence

will 100% show you how everything in the proton packs and traps work

she'll have late night theories and scientific ideas and text you to not forget and just to let you know, even if you're asleep

"y/n I have an idea" "hit me"

you're her biggest fan

you made her a little "I got arrested" pin after she did actually get in trouble with stuff LMAO

she got you a little ghostbuster patch because you didn't want to really join them, but she can't help but wanna make you feel included

you, her, and Podcast are seriously an unbreakable trio

[dabuggh3]

Heyyy Can you write smth cutesie abt picking hamzah up after he gets too overwhelmed at comic con. I couldn’t stop thinking abt it the whole time watching it was rly funny😭😭😭 Please and Thank you

HIII YESS, no because when I was watching the video and I literally started getting anxious because of how overwhelmed he was. I paused the video😭. But anyways thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoyyy!!💗

Hamzah calls you to come pick him up from comic con because they were done shooting the video for slushynoobz. You get in your car and head over, you arrive and he gets in the car. The first couple mins were quiet, “ So how did it go?, did you like it?”. “ uh it was good there were so sooo many people on one of the floors it was actually crazy, we had to sit down for literally half of it” You look over at him and he was holding something.

“ What did you buy?” He looks down and starts bursting out laughing as he shows you, my little pony oven mitts. “ Hamzahhh” you say laughing. “ Waitttt, okay me and Martin were passing by and there was just like a huge ass stack and we were like what’s this, and we started talking shit and the lady was like oh they’re home made, they’re home made like 5 times, and idk what came over me and I just bought them.”

“ They’re kindaaa cute” you say looking at them. “ I wasted like 30 dollarssss, I saved 5 dollars tho, we bargained with the lady ” he says smiling. “ 30 dollars is actually crazy, but they’re homemade remember”. “ Stoppp, oh my god and someone called Martin the skinniest Spiderman they’ve ever seennn”. You laugh , “ that’s so meann”.

“Babe I swear I was looking at some people and I literally wanted to gag so bad I don’t even know why”. He continues talking then he goes silent, just staring at you,“ What’s wrong” “ You’re so pretty you’re glowingggg” he says admiring you. You turn and smile at him. “Even on shrooms, you’re the prettiest girl I’ve seen”

For the rest of the drive he continues talking, pointing at random signs, and telling you what he’s seeing. You guys arrive, parking into you’re apartment complex, “ Yea and Martin went over and asked him for a hug and I was like boy he don’t want no dam hug from youu, the guy looked so scared I recorded it.” You both laugh so hard, “ Okay we’re here let’s go” “ Huh, I swear the car was still moving”

You guys enter the apartment, and Hamzah changes then plops down on the couch. “ Do you wanna eat something orrr” “ No I’m okay I’ll eat later” “ Okay” you walk over and sit next to him, “ Want to watch something” you look over at him as he sits with his head back eyes closed, “ uhhh yea,” he opens his eyes and turns looking at you. He smiles and leans over to kiss you. He then positions himself, laying on your chest. “ Do you wanna watch Arcaneee??” You say in an excited tone.“ Yesssss” he says smiling.

You and Hamzah lay on the couch as you rub his back. And he keeps pointing out random stuff from the show that he’s never noticed, “ wait was that always there I swear it wasn’t”. 30 minutes pass by and while laying down, you feel his stomach growl. “ Babe are you sure you’re not hungry?” “ No” “ I literally felt you’re stomach growl right now, ima go make you something” you try getting up. Hamzah holds onto you harder while making himself heavier, “ I’m not hungry, don’t leave” he says muffled because his face is buried in your chest. “ I’ll take like 20 mins and I’ll be right back, I’m literally right here next to you in the kitchen”. “ No”. “ Okay then come with me”

Eventually Hamzah agrees and comes with you to the kitchen. You end up making him a sandwich. While making it Hamzah is just hugging you from behind, watching. “ Are you sure the mayo’s not expired, it’s kinda a weird color” “ No it’s not, trust me”. You finish and go back on the couch. Hamzah sits back down and eats his sandwich. He then goes on a whole rant how Martin didn’t want to finish watching Arcane and he’s missing out. Then he starts talking about the slushies, “ I hope they actually enjoy the video, I feel like we looked so dumb” he laughs. “ Nooo, they’ll enjoy it dont worry”. Eventually he starts getting tired so he starts quieting down and ends up falling asleep.

I hope this isn’t horrible 😭.

[sanest-bsd-delegate]

Childhood dreams

Headcanon: Where your kid has the most awesome parents ever ft Dazai, Chuuya and Ango Masterlist Please look at the request rules in masterlist before requesting This headcanon is so cute that I wasn't able to decide who to take. Any recommendations?

Dazai:

Congratulations. This man lived enough to see his kid grow (fuck i remember his face when he fell from the elevator beaten up now)

Am sorry but he will make sure his kids aren't traumatized like the other kids. (He can have that redemption okay?)

But if his kid does something wrong, he would be giving them a strict Port mafia Dazai glare.

His kid likes girls? No problem. His kid likes boys? No problem. His kid like Chuuya's kid? NO.(but he wouldn't say so, he's a babygorl)

He would surely have sticker battle with his kid online, and whenever you go through either of the chats, you will get to see convos in stickers. (You are scared that they have it used as a secret language)

Now this is Dazai we are talking about. He will make sure, that his kid don't make someone/get pregnant. He will be the one giving him the talk. He doesn't care what gender his kid is, the talk is the talk.

Lets be honest, his coats will be stolen by his kid.

If you ask him to pick your kid up, He make sure to bring Atsushi around, babygorl cant drive properly.

*leans on broken* He gives Sugar dad vibes for real.

Teenage hormones are ranging, girls and guys of your kid's school have declared him a DILF, but that doesn't stop them form calling you hawt.

Your kid is made up of the best genes, of course they are going to be the most crushable person in their school. Dazai has information on everyone and he make sure his kid doesn't get catfished or stalked.

Dazai often forget to pick his kid up from school.

Dazai makes sure his kid knows about Oda, rather Odasaku and how great he was.

He will make sure that you all least have dinner dine out once a while.

Family bonds>>

"Dad what is this?" "PUT THAT DOWN" "Y/N I am sure-" "No"

If you ever have fights with either of those two, both of them will be sleeping on the couch.

"Dad I want a dog" "What was the name of the kid who sits next to you?"

You babysit two idiots on weekends. But they are your idiots and you love them.

Chuuya:

He makes sure his kid doesn't get a wine addiction. Little did he knew, his kid was holding his wine bottle thinking its a rattle toy as a baby.

he and his kid would have late night talks about life and he often would make sure his kid never hides stuff from him. (Am pretty sure he isn't that evil to invade his kid's privacy and stalk but there is always a what if )

If your kid decides to join Mafia, then well, he cant deny not to, considering he himself is in Mafia. But he'll make sure the kid doesn't pull 'I wanna join Mafia' in their early 15s. Like just no

Your kid likes his father more then anything. Like Chuuya is the best father to exist.

He makes sure his kid gets the best of clothes and facilities.

For some reason, your baby thinks Akutagawa is funny. You are getting concerned.

His kid would hold his dad and will never leave him. (Baby grip is strong fr.)

Once Chuuya was told to pick his kid from high school, and oh lord, the screams from the girls were just um. (One of them asked in which section he was in [damn his height])

His kid is taller then him. Periodt. Guess genes works a weird way.

He make sure his kid stay away from Dazai as far as possible, but at the end of the day he would be seeing his wife, kid and his rival playing UNO while screaming lyrics of Do I wanna know.

He makes sure his teenage kid just stay out of trauma he faced. He makes sure the teen feels human. (Anyways)

Meals made by him and your child>>>>

He gladly used his ability and make his kid fly around him when you told him to babysit him once.

He is more of a mother than a father. Kid's crying? kiss their boo boos and hit whatever hurt them.

Please, teens are rebellious and when it comes to your kid, his anger level is like your husband.

But Chuuya loves his family, and he would totally be the one lowkey crying when he attends his kid's wedding.

"My kid has grown up" "Our kid Chuuya" "Are you trying to propose a communist agenda?" "No but the wedding brings back our old memories."

Ango:

I wanted to say the kid never saw his father but that wouldn't be counted as fluff

This man right here, whenever returns home, is hugged by his kid. His hearts goes UwU as you kiss him on cheeks after. 10/10 day brightened.

Now I am not saying he is like Kunikida, but he makes sure his kid has discipline in life.

PLEASE HE WILL MAKE SURE HIS KID HAS A PROPER SLEEP CYCLE OF 8 HOURS.

His kid would flex his father's job. Like "My father works with the government, if you hit me I will make sure you all in Jail"

He would totally dropping off his kid since the kid started to go to school, and still does.

Ango will make sure his kid sees his father enough.

Ango is a lowkey strict parent but he will make sure his kid aren't suffering

He actually cares about mental health so much

he might as well have dad talks like Chuuya

Now his kid cant lie in front of his father. Ango knows it all.

He will make sure he arrives home in time for family dinner.

Your kid respects him, and might have developed 'Ango validation' disorder.

His kid makes sure to make his father proud. (Who are you again?)

Awww your heart goes UwU when you see both of them interact.

"DADDD I WON THE MATCH" "Congratulations, that's wonderful isn't it Y/N?" "It is, Lets eat dinner out then!" UwU family moments>>>

Loves his Family ofc.

You would have bodygaurds outside the house, cause please he doesnt want you our your child hurt because of his work.

Dazai was almost beaten by the bodygaurd because of his looks.

"Dad, who is this man?" "That was a friend of mine...I lost him a long ago" "Awww dont worry! You still have the same number of friend because I will be you friend" Ango and your 5 yr kid convos>>>>

Ango loves to give his kid kisses on forehead.

Nothing just.

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This fanfictions made my heart melt. And damn, this was the longest headcanon I probably wrote ever