#i was literally all fine and dandy… Sigh

[serenadeofsunshine]

cannot believe today was such a great day until the last minute THEYRE OUT TO GET ME. I SWEAR. whatever. i’m going to draw. watch the moose for me Make sure he gets into no hijinks

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I wish i could like the Humans Are Space Orcs thing but half the time it gets into some really weird human supremacy thing with the underlying assumption that alien species would be inherently lesser which is weird to see from tumblr users actually

[miley1442111]

protective- a.hotchner

summary: aaron (literally) fights for you

pairing: aaron hotchner x bau!fem! reader

warnings: angst, talk of abuse, violence, general cm topics, crying, reader is a victim of DV (not aaron), gross men (i think that's it?)

not entirely proofread

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Aaron Hotchner was a leader that you’d known from the beginning. He was your team leader, he was calm, collected, and calculated in everything. His lunch was the same everyday, he didn’t drink, didn’t smoke, didn’t swear all that often, and he wore the same sequence of shirts and suits every week. He was organised. 

Mondays was a blue shirt with a black suit, Tuesdays was a white shirt with a navy suit, Wednesdays was a white shirt with a black suit, Thursdays was a blue shirt with a grey suit, and Fridays was a white shirt with navy suit. Everything was fine and dandy, you trusted him, and you enjoyed his company. Everything was fine, until it wasn't. 

One stupid day, 8 whole months after you and your ex had broken up, he just so happens to be at the same bar you and the team are celebrating in, and he must’ve made it his personal mission to find you, to shout at you, to get you back. To piss you off. It hadn’t exactly been a good week, but then again, what week is when you’re dealing with murder cases? 

“Y/n,” Penelope sighed, looking out at the rest of the team on the ‘dance floor’. “I don’t understand,” she drew out the ‘understand’ to a ridiculous length, purely to annoy you. “How are you two so perfect?”

“Keep your voice down!” you hissed, turning back to her again. “We may not be at work but this is a work dinner.”

Did I mention he was your boyfriend too? 

“Have you seen yourself?” she gawked. “You’re gorgeous! He’s gorgeous! You two would make perfect babies” 

You chuckled. “I thank you for the flattery, but we can be honest here, he’s fucking gorgeous, and yeah, I’m alright,” you laughed when she hit you lovingly. “And, we’ve been together for 6 months, not 6 years. No babies for like… a while at least.”

“Y/n!” Charles’ voice rang out in the bar, meaning everyone around you turned to your group. “You fucking blocked me?!”He came up behind you, placing a tense hand on your shoulder, gripping the skin there until it hurt. “What kind of bitch does that?”

“Me, I guess,” you answered simply, staring straight down at your drink. Charles hadn’t been a very good boyfriend, nor a good person, and you didn’t really understand why you’d stayed for so long. Something about watching women get killed by their partners kind of snapped you into reality. Not that he was that bad but, he wasn’t good.

“Yeah right, you bitch. Unblock me, we need to talk about this!” 

“About what?” you scoffed, rolling your eyes. “We broke up 8 months ago, let it die Charles.”

“Baby, I miss you,” he leaned in closer, his breath heavy with alcohol. “I miss that pretty pussy too.”

You shuttered with disgust. “Get the fuck off of me,” you punctuated each word carefully and spoke slowly, making sure he heard you.

“Don’t be like that baby,” he smirked, tightening his grip. “Or it won’t end well.”   

You felt it. The gun in his holster. He wasn’t past killing you, you knew that. You knew he wasn’t safe. He never had been. He just wanted to get you home and into his bed, and you’d rather that than dead. 

“Get off of her,” Penelope demanded. He turned his attention to her, and you instinctively reached for your gun, only to remember that you left it at home. You weren’t about to let him hurt Pen. “And who may you be?” he asked. “Don’t,” you gritted out. “You’re here for me, not her.”

He turned his attention back to you. “I know that sweetheart, I don’t see why I can’t chat, do you?” 

“Let’s just go,” you told him. He nodded, a smug smirk on his face. You got up, his hand stayed on your shoulder the whole time, his other hand on his hip. 

“Good girl,” his laugh was dirty. Everything about him was dirty and sleazy and it made you sick. But again, better you than Penlope. 

Penelope’s eyes searched for someone, anyone to see you. He needed Morgan, o-or Hotch, or just anyone. “Hotch!” she called when she finally caught his eye. He rushed over to her. 

“Are you alright?” he asked, searching her for injury or signs of upset. 

“Y/n a-and this tall guy, he was talking to her and then she just got up a-and left. She looked scared. I-I didn’t know what to do,” she stuttered through her sentence, tears building in her eyes. 

You. Scared. You. Scared. You. Scared. You. Scared. You. Scared. You. Scared. You. Scared. You. Scared. 

It played in his head like a sick mantra until he finally did something. He rushed out of there as fast as he could. He had to find you. He needed to find you. 

He ran down the alley beside the bar, nothing. Ran down the road with Morgan on his tail, nothing. Cars weren’t even moving, it was just a regular night. 

“Y/n!” Spencer called out to you. 

There you were. Leaning against a car with him standing over you. 

The three of them rushed over, ready to just take you back inside. They didn’t know how dangerous Charles was, how obsessed he was. 

“Stop!” you warned them. “Go back inside, I’m alright, I promise.” 

“We’re not leaving you here,” Derek argued. “Man, get off of her-”

Charles scoffed. “She wants this, she’s into it. It’s just some harmless fun!” 

Aaron almost recoiled out of disgust. He knew what you were into, and he knew it wasn’t this. It had taken you almost the full 6 months you’d been with him to even be comfortable enough to kiss or touch him in public. You didn’t talk about it but… it did come with the territory of being a behavioural analyst. He noticed how you shied away from the way he touched you sometimes, he noticed how you refused to drink a drop of alcohol, he noticed how you flinched at big noises, he noticed how you held his hand during sex. All of these little things, it led him to one conclusion, you’d been abused. 

He promised himself if he ever got to meet the fucker, he’d hurt him, if not kill him. 

Then in came Charles, and thus began the night Aaron Hotchner ended up in jail for aggravated assault. 

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You sat in the police station, your head hung low. This was all your fault, none of this would’ve happened if you’d just-

“It’s not your fault,” Aaron whispered as he sat beside you, putting his cufflinks back on. Of course, you’d bailed him out and he’d gotten off with a warning and a fine, which was pretty good considering what he did to the guy. “Please don’t blame yourself.” 

You shook your head, willing yourself not to cry. “Aaron you got in a fight because of-”

“A choice I made to provoke a dangerous person,” he finished. “A choice I made.”

You nodded. “Aaron, your lip,” you placed a gentle hand on his cheek which he leaned into. His lip was split, he had a bruise forming on his head, and you knew his back was sore from the fight. You knew how hard Charles could hit. 

“My lip is fine, I promise. The paramedics gave me some painkillers. Are you alright?”

The dreaded question. No, you were hilariously, awfully, un-alright. You had to see Charles again, he touched you again, he talked to you again. You shook your head, tearing up.  Aaron didn’t shy away. He held you as you sobbed in that police precinct. He didn’t care about anyone staring, he didn’t care that the team was waiting outside, he didn’t care. He cared about you. You were all that mattered in that moment, and every moment after it.

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[wonysugar]

babydaddy jang wonyoung

now where do i even start with this…?? so much to unpack here

tags: lactation kink, breeding kink(?), g!p wonyoung, reader is a few months pregnant, the baby isn’t born yet this is simply wony shenanigans before that human being is fully formed!

wedding was lovely, cake was delectable, WIFE WAS PRETTY?? you were thriving

and luckily for you, on the honeymoon she just went batshit crazy on you, no really, she did! first 5 minutes upon walking into the hotel room and she was already deep inside you, fucking you ass up as she moaned out your name with pride,,, also making you uncover your mouth to hear every single one of your sounds coming out of your mouth, in unison with hers, lowkey wanting to show off to everyone in the other rooms that she was making you feel soooo good? she’s fucking her wife better than they ever would theirs, cause she’s… she’s rather competitive, you see! yes it made you rather shy, but it never hurt to step out of your comfort zone every once in a while!!

hence why, being married to wonyoung for over two years now, you’ve allowed yourself to be more open to things and experiment a lot more with her, you did things you wouldn’t necessarily do with her when you guys were dating,, for example, cockwarming! aheheh naturally

like… walking in on her doing her cute girly makeup in your guys’ room and then randomly asking her if you can sit on her cock later?? oh she gets hard on the spot i fear… and you obviously notice it and giggle to yourself; it’s poking right out of her skirt, how could you not notice it?

obviously, intrigued by the ideas you get and willing to do anything to please you, she always accepts. so, obviously, the cockwarming wasn’t an exception.

watching a horror movie on the couch and casually sitting on her hard cock, nonchalantly focused on the tv as if you weren’t literally SITTING ON HER? anywho, you were doing okay, just having a fun time and enjoying the film! she, on the other hand, was fighting only god knows what as she desperately tried not to grab you by the sides and just mindlessly pound into you. the way your walls clenched onto her whenever she moved around a tiny bit?? she was LOSING ITTT i tell you,,, so when a random jumpscare startled the both of you and caused you to jump, it was really hard to keep it in. ESPECIALLY with all of the thoughts she was getting of filling you up right then and there,,, not caring about the consequences,,

so she didn’t!! lol

if you asked her about it now, she’d cover her burning face and call it embarrassing, but yes; feeling you move around on her dick at that moment made her feel so good that she just couldn’t hold it in, she shot her load inside you.

it’s important to note that she was NOT wearing a condom! i mean, why would she?? you thought she was gonna be able to keep it together, you’re just watching a movie, after all! so why would she wear a condom for this?? you laughed it off and properly fucked her as an apology that day afterwards lol everything was fine and dandy

until the answer to that question came back up to you about three weeks later!!

womp womp guess tf what bitch!! you’re pregnant with jang wonyoung’s baby

“…what?” she stared at you blankly, still trying to process the crucial piece of information you just dropped on her on a random tuesday morning.

you sighed, trying to hide your nervousness, “that’s what the test says—“

“baby what do you mean you’re pregnant???”

now what?? no genuinely.. wonyoung’s panicking, you’re panicking, what the fuck were you supposed to do? were you guys even ready to have a child?? you had to worry about that just cause of a silly idea you had originally, you didn’t think it would end up this bad????

but turns out that it actually WASN’T as bad! considering you guys had enough money, a house in a safe environment, it was gonna work out. plus, it’s not like your sex life deteriorated. quite the opposite in fact, considering she… for some reason… found you so much sexier a few months into your pregnancy?

oh don’t get her wrong she’s always found you hot as all hell all throughout your relationship, but pregnant??? that turned on a switch she didn’t even know existed. watching you take off your tanktop before getting into bed led her to secretly thinking about all sorts of things, things you’d do to her, things she’d to you. lots of things!

until it wasn’t so secret anymore.

“my love, what do you think breast milk tastes like?”

you almost choke on your glass of water, furrowing your eyebrows at her, “…what??? i— i don’t know?” you laughed, before joking, “if you’re really that curious, you could always try and see for yourself, wonyoung.”

she didn’t take that as a joke, and you knew that.

the way her cock went rigid to the mere thought told you everything you needed to know.

so! being the amazing wife that you are, you let her try it. you let her suck on your tits during sex until milk leaked from her mouth. it was a cute request, so how could you say no to that? especially with how excited she seemed.

giving you hickeys everywhere around your neck and collarbone, eventually going down to your chest which has been restricted territory for a while, until now, of course. her tongue impatiently roaming around your tits, you could feel her slightly poking at your leg. it was adorable.

she got so into it, she’d nod eagerly whenever you said something similar to “does my pretty princess want mommy’s milk? hm?” looking up at you with desperate eyes as she whined against your soft skin.

and so she’d pull away from your chest minutes later, your milk coating her lips and slightly leaking from her mouth; what a sight. it got you so inexplicably turned on that you couldn’t keep waiting, you just had to ride her.

“c-come on baby, put another baby inside me, yeah?” was what’d you say as she moaned and grunted your name! :]

[icarusredwings]

I dont CARE that it's November 9th and "Halloweens over" ITS MY BIRTHDAY MONTH ILL POST IF I WANT TOO

Anyway.

Thinking about apocolpse au.

Wade getting bitten by a zombie, Logan freaking out, Wade dying, and him coming back (Again)

"Didn't you just die?? I literally fucking burried you!!"

And wades like:

"Of course. Man, God REALLY hates you dosn't he?"

And he's bassically the same person except just saying, "Rahhah har ran re" (translation: I think the devil doesn't want me either)

"What?? Oh for fucks sake... tell me you're kidding.."

"Rah?" 🤔

"Great so now you stink more and you can't talk. Fucking lovely."

"Mmmmh..." 🥺 (would you still love me if I was a zombie?)

"*sighs, blushes and grumbles how insane this is and how much of a bad idea this is* Fine! Come on...."

"Raah!!" 😄

And sometimes his limbs fall off because I think it would be funny if you just saw him stop, turn around, pick up his arm and shove it back into place like a dislocated shoulder. (Marvel Magic)

But its very obvious that Wade is still consious and so logan leads him around, puts a leash on him, ties him up when he goes to sleep the first few nights so wade dosn't eat him, sometimes luring him with a piece of his thigh or telling him he'll feed him soon to make him behave.

The only thing about this resource wise is that it seems Wade is a bottomless pit, not ever able to get enough. It's like all the nutrients just pass right through him, so he can't get fed meals daily, but Logan will share at least one bite of his food. It makes Wade so happy and way more "wade like" than zombie.

Logan has learned that the hungrier Wade gets the worse it would be, snapping at logan a few times.

"Grr-"

"Aye! That's enough outta ya"

"GggRah!"

"Hey!! I said no! Bad! Bad wade!"

"Mmmh??"

"Bad!!"

"Mmh....rahah.."

"I forgive you. But stop trying to bite me. I feed you, don't I? I hold your hand and tell you that I love you?"

Wade is actually extremely friendly for a zombie (duh) and still yaps at logan except its nonsense. Logan tries hard to understand him and talk back.

He holds his hand sometimes, even lays next to him only to scold him if he gets too bitey. This is hard because wade already had a biting issue and seeing as he practically ate anything or anybody now it was more difficult.

"...aahh-"

"Wade- No."

"Ggr.. raahh"

"Wade! No! Bad."

"Mmmh..."

"Ill feed you tomarrow. Don't bite me mkay? You wanna hurt me?"

He shakes his head like a dog shaking off from a bath, or that ate a bee.

"Then don't bite me."

"Mmh? Mrah?"

"No. No kisses right now. Im still not even sure if thats safe.."

"Mmmh...🥺 ahrrah?"

"No, not even a tiny one."

"Mm...😔"

Until Logan grunts and pecks his hand. "There. Happy?"

"🙂‍↕️mh"

"Good."

Honestly Logan felt bad, pitited him. No matter what food he ate it wasnt enough substance to sustain him and sometimes Logan would wake up to find him eating a different zombie that made the mistake of trying to eat Logan.

You ever wake up in the morning, lose your zombie boyfriend, call for him only to walk outside and see him knawing on some poor chaps arm like a happy puppy who found a chicken leg? Logan has. Many times. And he wishes his phone would charge so he could take a picture of it but unfortunately theres no electricity in the post apocalypse world.

This being said Logan is like- THE perfect guy for apocalypse au because he can smell everything and hear anyone before they even get to you, he has better wilderness survival skills then anyone I know and he'll never NOT have a weapon on him because of his claws. The only downside is that he's tired easily, needs a lot of food, and would lowkey be withdrawing from his tabccao and alchool, therefore very moody.

"Stupid fucking apocalypse having to happen when im fucking alive!! Why can't I just NOT live through ONE major historical event! Is that too fucking much to ask? One damn decade where everything is fine and dandy and- WADE! Get your ass away from that!! It's radioactive!! For fucks sake!"

"Rahahrah?"

"NO!! You can not become Spiderman! That's not how that works!"

"Aawr..😔"

The whole thing is they're on a quest to find Laura and Gabby, because when everything went to shit, they were on a cabin trip and now Logans brain is itching because he dosn't know where his babies are and its driving him insane. Once he finds them, they're gonna shack up somewhere with food and animals to hunt, and hes gonna make a little shed outside for Wade to sleep because he'll kill him if he bites one of the girls.

He dosnt care that much about himself really and he hates himself deep down for not being able to trust wade anymore but even wade dosnt trust wade, sometimes wandering off on purpose, staying about 30 feet away from him at all times, growling and giving Logan that glazed over look of unconsiousness. The only good thing about this, though, is after he removes himself from the idea of hurting Logan (because if logaj were to become infected - HA! Your all fucked. Utterly fucked. The whole humanoid species would go extinct because he'd kill anything that moved) he feels more trusting of him and it's not uncommon for them to hug after either. Afterall Wade- Some how???- is still wade and is very affectionate and sensitive when its not returned.

This whole thing also makes him think worse about himself, kicking reflective objects or staring at himself in a shop window in utter shock and disgust with a face of 'thats me..?' While logans raiding the place for supplies.

Did you know zombies can cry? Well, Wade could. Not a lot, only able to get a bit of liquid from dehydration, but sometimes Logan will catch him just... sitting there.. crying. Upset with himself for being bit. Upset with himself for trying to bite logan all the time. Upset at how ugly he is. Upset that he's starving all the time. Upset that he can't even talk to anyone, and Logan just has to guess what he's saying 90% of the time. Bro is literally

When they DO find Laura and Gabby, the girls are doing great. Laura was going to blow wades head off until Gabby ran in the shot, hugging him instantly, only to be ripped away.

"Of course my dad is the weirdo married to a zombie." Laura grunts, but is secrelty happy that wade is still 'alive'

Gabby, being as young as she is, thinks it's so SICK that her dad is a zombie now, giggling when he talks to her and holding his hand. She's not allowed near him for long, and not at all by herself, but Gabby bassically becomes Wades number one supporter, defending him when he messes up and snaps at laura.

"He's just hungry!! He's not bad! It's not bad to be hungry!" She'll say. "You wouldn't kill me if I was hungry.." she tells her bigger, more survival oriented sister whos suggested putting wade out of his misery, for his own sake. "I tried that... he found me again 3 days later." Logan tells her with a pang in his chest. It had taken everything in him to kill him the first time, and sobbed himself to sleep the next 2 days. By the third when he noticed Wade following him from a distance he couldn't believe it.

Not even the apocalypse could keep them away from each other..

[pshbites]

LOVE ON AiR: 36. boyfriend

WARNiNGS » profanity, food, drinking, cringe at times (not proofread)

wc: 1.7k

the idea of the live bar sounded all fun and dandy until you were actually there, because here you were, cramped in a booth that was too small for you and your friends, trying to take shots. of course, you were still trying to see the upsides. 

“you know atleast the drinks are cheap” you sent a soft smile to the group and jay simply side eyed you. “yeah.. that doesn’t make up for jake practically being on my lap” he grumbled, trying to scoot away from jake but failing after jungwon told him to stop fussing. “then maybe we need to get up and get some air! come on!” giselle, who was conveniently sat at the end of the booth, got up and clapped her hands. a couple of you got out whilst you stayed with sunoo.

“cmon come with me” sunghoon whined, holding your hand and you shook your head. “later i promise” you smiled at him making him sigh, a small smile growing. “fine” he groaned playfully, waving as he followed jake to the bar. 

sunoo watched you stare at sunghoon for a second and then your gaze fell on sunoo, who was sitting across from you. the expression on your face was unreadable but not entirely. “you’re hesitant about him” sunoo said, taking a sip of his drink as if he didn’t even say anything.  

“you always creep me out when you do that” you shook your head, playing with the straw in your cup. it was creepy because anytime sunoo did that, he was right. you were hesitant about sunghoon, but it was hard to say it because he was perfect. just a small flaw that could easily be fixed. 

“what is it?” sunoo propped chin up by his hand, looking right at you. you sighed, pursing your lips wondering if you even wanted to speak. “why hasn’t he asked me out yet? i mean i don’t get it. is it something wrong with me?” sunoo sat across from you, mouth agape as you spoke. “why do you do this? sweetheart i promise you there’s nothing wrong with you, things take time” sunoo reached for your hand, rubbing it. you groaned, looking down at your lap. 

you picked your head back up and sighed once more, “it’s so weird i mean i go over to his place sometimes and it’s like, we act like we’re a couple but he just hasn't done anything. we literally confessed to each other too” sunoo frowned slightly, “have you told him this? i mean i don’t wanna burst your bubble but you aren’t in a talking stage with me” he spoke, a smile growing on his lips. you shook your head, laughing. 

“it’s just hard to talk about it, i mean i don’t really know how to say it” sunoo sighed out, shaking his head whilst looking at you. “sometimes yn, things that are hard to talk about are the easiest to resolve. there no doubt he doesn’t want you, i mean look at him.” sunoo gestured his head to sunghoon at the bar with jake. you looked in that direction and sunghoon waved to you, smiling. you smiled softly then looked to sunoo who only smiled at you. 

it was easy to go to sunoo in these moments, you loved giselle and kats input but you knew that sometimes, they would tell you what you wanted to hear. sunoo on the other head told you what you should be hearing, which was the truth. “you’re right” you finally said, breaking yourself out of your thoughts. “i always am” he replied, with that sassy voice and you rolled your eyes, smiling softly. 

kat walked up to the booth, she crossed her arms and stared at the both of you. “we came to this place to have fun! not sit around and drink cheap cocktails” she grumbled, making both you and sunoo eye each other. he stood up reluctantly and slid out of the booth, you sighed and followed suit. “great! now let’s go dance, this band is so cool” she grabbed both of you, pulling you to the dance floor. 

sunghoon was back at the booth, giselle jungwon and heeseung sat in front him. currently, you were singing your heart out at the cover band, they were doing a rendition of szas gone girl. he watched as you sang with jake and giselle by your side, all three of you so engrossed in the music.  

heeseung eyed sunghoon and then rolled his eyes. “you’re doing that creepy staring thing again” sunghoon smiled softly, staring at you once more then turning his attention to something jungwon was talking about. “why haven’t you asked her out yet” kat cut jungwon off, turning all attention to sunghoon. she eyed him, judgingly. 

“what?” sunghoon looked at the three of them, confused. “are you leading her-“ “-oookay kat let’s chill!” jungwon cut kat off with a nervous laugh, clearly a bit scared of her. sunghoon pursed his lips, then groaned. “it’s just hard you know, like i want to do something grand but i don’t want to overwhelm her?!” he groaned out, clearly in distress over this. 

“that is the most i have ever heard him speak” kat eyed him up and down, mocking him and sunghoon groaned again. “calm down man, im sure whatever you do, she’ll appreciate it” heeseung sighed, annoyed at how irritating sunghoon was being. 

sunghoon looked towards you once more, his heart swelling at how happy you were. how you laughed next to giselle, he also enjoyed that you got along with jake — as weird as he was. the set ended and you, giselle, and jake made your way to the booth. 

“hi” you smiled, sliding in next to sunghoon. he grinned, putting his arm behind you, scooting over making room for you. “you were having fun up there” he mumbled, making it feel like it was only you two now. “yeah and you should’ve joined us” you punched his arm softly, making him dramatically groan in pain. “oh quit it” you laughed, making him giggle along with you. 

“anyone know where sunoo riki and jay are?” jungwons voice broke you two out of your moment, you turned your attention towards him. “i think they’re by the bar” giselle replied, scrolling through her phone absentmindedly. “can someone go check on riki im scared of new years happening again” jungwon sighed out making jake, heeseung, and sunghoon eye each other. 

“what happened on new years” jake looked around at the four of you. you eyed jungwon who only gave an awkward look. giselle looked between the two of you and rolled her eyes. “he got blackout drunk, to put it lightly” all three of their jaws dropped. “riki? no way” sunghoon scoffed, in disbelief. “um yes way!” you replied, laughing. 

“now can someone check on him” jungwon groaned, looking around. everyone suddenly started to act busy and sunghoon pursed his lips. “i’ll go” he sighed out. “can you get me a drink while you’re there” you looked at him as you slid out of the booth to let him out. “of course pretty” he smiled down at you, waving as he walked towards the bar. 

sunoo jay and riki were just sitting there talking, laughing. sunghoon walked up to them, sitting on one of the stools next to jay. “oh hey man” jay said next to him, sunoo and riki looking in his direction. “hi” sunghoon replied back, smiling softly. “oh god he’s gonna start talking about yn” riki rolled his eyes, sunoo slapping his arm. 

“what’s wrong?” jay asked, looking over at sunghoon who only moped. “this is annoying” sunghoon mumbled, feeling all three of them burn their eyes into his body. “look sunghoon im gonna lay it down on you, yn likes you. a lot. we haven’t seen her like anyone this much so anything you would do she would appreciate it” sunoo spoke, almost reassuring sunghoon. he took another sip of his drink. “but, ask her quick because she’s just going to think you’re leading her on” which only made sunghoon groan and rest his head on the bar table. 

“i remember she wouldn’t shut up about the guy who sang to her for her promposal” riki laughed, sunoo mumbling a shut up to him. sunghoon sat up, picking his head up as well. why didn’t he think of this earlier? “does anyone have cash” he spoke up, getting off the barstool. jay pulled out a 20 from his pocket and sunghoon grabbed it. “wait why- SUNGHOON!” jay yelled out, watching sunghoon rush to the steps of the stage. 

he got on the stage and whispered something to the band. he patted the guitarist back as he handed him the money. sunghoon wiped the sweat off his hands by rubbing his jeans.  

a sweet melody started filling everyone’s ears. “holy fucking shit” heeseung mumbled out, getting your attention. you looked to the stage and saw sunghoon standing there in front of the mic, holding it with his eyes shut. “what is he doing” giselle furrowed her brows and looked at you, you only shrugged in response. 

i’d like to be everything you want. he’s singing. park sunghoon was singing in front of a packed bar on a stuffy stage. hey girl, lemme talk to you, if i was your boyfriend i’d never let you go. kat gasped, looking to you. you could feel your heartbeat in your ears. sunghoon opened his eyes to look at you from the stage. you swore you didn’t see his eyes leave yours as he sang. 

soon enough the entire crowd picked up on the fact that he was looking at you. he held out the last note, his voice sweet like honey. “so? will you be my girlfriend” he spoke, looking at you. everyone in the crowd looked towards your booth. “say yes girl!” an unfamiliar voice rang out in the crowd, making you laugh. you nodded, “yes!” you yelled back. 

the crowd cheered, sunghoon grinned, getting off the stage and made his way to the booth. “what the hell is wrong with you” you stood up, letting him engulf you in his arms. “don’t know” he was smiling so hard his cheeks started to hurt. he pulled back to look down at you, his eyes twinkling. you don’t think anyone had looked at you like that, with such love and adoration. 

according to all of your friends, the two of you were insufferable that night. 

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A wish or two

☁︎ pairing: doyoung x fem!reader x jaehyun

☁︎ synopsis: finally! after going back and forth with Qulture Corps. you've finally landed a spot. everything seemed as though it'll be fine and dandy, however it seems like team managers, Kim Doyoung & Jeong Jaehyun, have other things in mind...

☁︎ tags/warnings: threesome!, smut!, everything is consensual!!, rough sex, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, oral (males & female receiving), masturbation, spanking, fingering, hair pulling, dirty talk, name calling (whore, good girl, baby), throat fucking, dumbification, impact play (pussy slapping), spitting, multiple orgasms, squirting, kissing/making out, breast play, cursing, praise kink, multiple positions, drinking, office romance

☁︎ w.c: 6.7k

☁︎ a.n: hello! jiji here, this one came up as a request by one of you & thank you so much for that!! i really appreciate any request and will try my best to make them possible. i hope you all enjoy this one, it’s actually my first writing something like this so i am a bit nervous on how you all will enjoy it. anyways stay safe and i’ll hopefully be back soon…🤍

Prologue.

Everything sort of just happened.

There was no stopping either of us.

Our hunger, lust, and desire for one another was an addictive drug. One with no cure.

But I didn’t care… heck I wanted more, Doyoung wanted more, Jaehyun wanted more.

March 20.

Finally… Finally! I can’t believe I finally got accepted! After two months of going back and forth with the company, they’ve finally hired me. Oh thank goodness, I don’t know what I would’ve done if they hadn’t hired me.

Qulture Corps. A renowned company, mainly widely known for producing some of the latest fashion and make-up trends. Since I graduated I’ve been dying to get a spot on their team. Truly, this is a dream come true!

The call I received earlier from them was nerve-racking, I thought they’d call me to inform me I didn't make the team, but luckily I did and was set to start in 3 days.

3 days. Oh god, I’m so fucking excited. ‘What am I going to wear?’ A sheer sense of panic overcame me, first impressions are always a must, especially if I’m going to be working for a company where literally fashion is at the top of its game.

“I have no time to waste,” I muttered, as I got up from my living room couch and headed off to my bedroom. I picked up my purse, slipped on my shoes, and headed off to a mall not so far away from my apartment complex.

I stormed off to every store trying to find the perfect outfit, however I just ended up picking up whatever caught my eye at every store I went to. This is a disaster.

Sighing, I headed off to the next shop, a boutique called Soltre. The store has a beautiful yet elegant aesthetic to it, it was sort of my vibe. I made my way to where a particularly beautiful and gorgeous top was racked. I inspected it, so lost in my thoughts I was unable to hear the footsteps that approached me from behind.

“That’s a beautiful top,” said a voice, causing me to turn around, startled. I was faced with a tall man with dark brown hair and dark chocolate-colored eyes. I was awe-struck, such a beautiful man was standing in front of me. “You should definitely buy it,” he continued when I didn’t respond.

I looked away, my focus back on the shirt. “I guess I’ll take you up on that then,” I finally spoke, glancing up at him again. He gave me a smile, dimples appearing. Wow. “This shop is one of the best in the mall after all,” he said.

‘He seems to know a lot about fashion,” I thought. “You sure know a lot… about uhm, fashion I mean.”

“You can say it’s my line or work per say,” he answered.

“Ah, I see. Well then, I uhm have to get going,” I said, fumbling with the top. I walked past him, but soon turned around, “Thank you.” I offered him a smile as well. He returned a smile as well, “My pleasure,” his voice said smoothly.

Once I paid, I left the store and decided that I had enough shopping for today, plus my arms couldn’t bear to handle another bag so I went back home. My thoughts though kept wondering on the mystery man I met at the store today. I didn’t ask for his name, well not that it should matter since I’ll probably never meet him again.

The rest of the day continued as normal and so did the next 3 days. Until finally, the long awaited day. My first day at the job!

☁︎*^+**

I glanced at myself one last time before heading out. I decided on the top recommended by mr. stranger man, a nice gray pleated skirt, and some cute black mary janes. With everything looking fine in my eyes, I headed to my car. The drive was gonna be at least half an hour, but I’ll manage. The closer I found myself to the building the more my stomach twisted and turned. I was getting even more nervous by the second. I can’t blow this up, I kept repeating.

When I arrived, the building was huge, at most 15 floors. Once I parked, I took quick deep breaths, to calm the nerves. “Let’s do this,” I said, and headed off into whatever awaited me.

The check-in process went smoothly, I met up with my new boss, Lee Taeyong and luckily he seems like a genuinely kind and easy going boss. My nerves from earlier are now fleeting.

I rode in the elevator with Taeyong to the 7th floor, where he was to introduce me to my new team. Once we arrived, I took a look at my surroundings. There were rarely people there, this floor seemed rather peaceful. “Ah, I see you’ve noticed. This is the planning department, and where you’ll be from now on. The planning department is rather small than most companies, but that’s because we choose the best of the best. We want committed people here, creative people who aren’t afraid to voice their thoughts and feelings,” Taeyong explained.

‘Wow… I made it to such a prestigious department… I thought I was just going to spend my days typing away at a screen or answering calls. This is absolutely 10 times better.’

“Wow, I’m honored Mr. Lee,” I spoke, bowing at the man. “Oh, god no you don’t need to do all that, reading your resume I figured you’d be a perfect fit for the team. Plus the team managers thought so as well,” he said.

“Team managers?” I asked, confused. “Ah, yes in this department we have two team managers. Follow me this way and I'll introduce you all,” Taeyong responded, as he guided me to the far end of a hallway located on our left side. Taeyong briefly knocked on the door before proceeding to open it. He ushered me inside, closing the door behind me.

“Hey! You two come over here for a sec,” Taeyong said, capturing the attention of the two males sitting on their desks who then got up, walking towards us. I looked at both of them, ‘Wait a minute he looks-‘ my thought was interrupted by Taeyong.

“You two, this is Y/L/N our new worker. Y/N this is Kim Doyoung and Jeong Jaehyun,” Taeyong explained. One of the two males reached his hand out, “Doyoung,” he mentioned. I took his hand and turned to the man standing beside him.

“Nice seeing you again,” he said with a chuckle. It was Mr. Stranger man in the flesh. Who knew he’d be my new manager, well that explains a whole lot about our interaction…

“You two know each other?” Taeyong asked.

“Ah well-“ I was interrupted by Jaehyun, “We met at the mall a couple days ago when I set out to look for… inspiration.”

Taeyong looked at us, his expression unreadable. “Very well, I trust you two know what to do with her,” he said as the two males nodded.

“Let me know if you have any other questions or concerns Y/N. I look forward to seeing what you bring to the team,” Taeyong added, as he left us behind with one another.

“So, shall we show you to your office?” Doyoung spoke up. I nodded, as they led me to my desk. It was quite close to their office, ‘That’s a relief.’

“Let us know if you need anything… Doyoung and I gotta get back, we have a meeting soon,” Jaehyun explained as he leaned against the door frame.

“Thank you, you two I appreciate it,” I thanked them. They smiled, shutting my door and walking away.

I leaned against my chair, recapping my past hour. It’s only a relief that everything went smoothly, Doyoung seemed great, and Jaehyun did too. I shut my eyes, not believing this was my life now. Honestly, I could get used to this.

However… what I didn’t know was what would come of my life a month from now. The irreversible. The desire. The lust.

1 month later.

It’s been over a month now since I started working for Qulture Corps, and so far it’s been nothing but amazing. The work has gone smoothly, and today we just wrapped up the final meeting for our upcoming Fall Collection. Although, it’s still months aways, production of the products does take some time to produce.

Knock. Knock.

“Come in,” I answered.

Doyoung appeared before me, “Hey, Y/N I just came in to inform you we're having a team dinner tonight. Would you like to come?”

I pondered for a bit, making sure I had no plans afterwards. “Yeah! That sounds fun, I’ll go,” I said.

“Great, see you at 7 p.m then. I’ll send you the location too,” Doyoung explained before exiting shortly after.

My phone then buzzed with the restaurant's location. In the time that I’ve spent here I’ve been able to get closer to both Doyoung and Jaehyun… However, it feels like something else is there between us. Something unexplainable, indescribable.

I snapped out of my thoughts, continuing my remaining work and answering emails before I decided to head off to meet them at the restaurant.

Luckily the drive there wasn’t long so I found myself a bit early. I entered and gave the waiter Doyoung’s name as Doyung had instructed me to do so. Our table was located in the far back. Later, everyone started pouring in Eunsoo, Leah, Jaemin, Mark, Chenle, Haechan, Yena, and Isabel. Surprisingly, Doyoung, Jaehyun, and Taeyong were the last to arrive, you would think that host would be the one’s here first. Kinda funny isn’t it?

“Nice to see you all here,” Taeyong announced.

“Wouldn’t miss out on free drinks!” Haechan cheered.

I chuckled, Haechan was definitely the life of the party within our team. With drinks and food on the table now, everyone dug in. They truly weren’t lying when they said food tastes better when you eat with others.

“Hey~ Y/N~ you’re so beautiful, a-anyone ever told you that~” Leah slurred, she was a rather light drinker. I laughed in her embrace, luckily still a bit sober so as to not do anything stupid. I glanced up, catching Jaehyun as his eyes lingered on mine. My mouth slowly opened so to speak, utter a word, but swallowed the words back down.

I pulled away from Leah’s embrace. “I’m gonna go to the restroom,” I say, excusing myself. Although, I wasn’t going to the restroom… I headed outside, stopping by an alleyway. I wanted some fresh air, the short eye contact with Jaehyun earlier got me irritable hot.

As I took in a breath, a voice spoke up, “Restroom huh.” I whipped my head towards the direction of the voice, only for my eyes to meet with Jaehyun. ‘What was he doing here?’

I stumbled on my words, “I… I, uhm-” Jaehyun walked closer, I inhaled his sandalwood smell that radiated off him. I was losing my composure, ‘Was this the alcohol?’

“Just wanted some fresh air,” I stuttered. “Yeah?” he questioned. I nodded, silence befalling us. I just couldn’t speak. “Look at me,” he whispered. A beat, then two passed before I looked up. Jaehyun was so close, I could feel his breath, see the fire in his eyes. He brought his hand to caress my cheek, then ghosted a finger over my bottom lip.

“Jaehyun…” I whispered. “I’m sorry baby, but can I… Can I kiss you,” he whispered back. I nodded shyly, closing my eyes.

I felt as Jaehyun’s lips collided with mine, his soft lips molded so beautifully against mine. It was gentle, so beautiful that I wished time would stop, but then Jaehyun backed away. My lips feeling empty again.

“Don’t stop,” I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I put my lips back on his, only this time teeth clattering, tongues colliding with one another. It was rougher, that the first that I ended up pushed against the wall, legs wrapped around his waist.

We were so lost in each other we failed to notice the person standing on the front of the alleyway. Cough. I flinched, the cough caused us both pull away and direct our attention to the male standing on the other end.

Doyoung…

“Fuck,” I muttered. I got off Jaehyun, patting myself. We walked to Doyoung who has not said a word since catching both of us.

“I was getting worried when neither of you came back so I looked for you two,” Doyoung later explained.

“Sorry about that,” I apologized. “Oh! No, not at all there is nothing to apologize… In fact, I’m sorry to have walked in on that.”

Gosh thank god it was dark because I was probably burnt red. I was so goddamn embarrassed.

“I should get going now, it’s quite late…” I proceeded to say as a means to get out of this awkward situation.

“Oh, yes of course you’re right. You should get back safely Y/N,” Doyoung said.

“See you tomorrow… Y/N,” Jaehyun said, finally speaking up since Doyoung walked in on us.

After bidding them both farewell, I rushed to my car. I wanted nothing more but to lock myself up in my apartment. A quick drive later, I threw myself on my bed. I recounted my kiss–or rather heated make-out–with Jaehyun, but then the memory of Doyoung catching us haunting right after.

Buzz.

I turned my head to my phone which was lying beside me. Speak of the devil. It was from Doyoung…

I unlocked my phone, opening his message. However, I now wish I hadn’t.

Doyoung: you know Y/N seeing the way you two kissed earlier got me so fucking hard

Doyoung: [ 1 image attachment ]

Doyoung just… he just… Oh my fucking… Was he really sending me a picture of his cock!? “He’s big…” I mumbled as I took another look at the image he sent.

Shit. I felt as the wetness began pulling in between my legs. I rubbed my legs together, but then slipped a hand inside, and fingers inside as I imagined Doyoung roughly pounded in and out of me. The squelching sounds echoed in my room, along with my little whimpers and moans.

First the kiss with Jaehyun and now this, masturbating to Doyoung?!

Once I reached my high, I waited until I caught my breath so to continue the rest of my night time routine. With one last sigh, I laid myself on my bed again, trying to shoo away any indecent thoughts of Jaehyun or Doyoung.

However, that proved rather harder as I ended up dreaming about not one, but both of them!

☁︎*^+**

It’s been 4 days since the whole ordeal with Jaehyun and Doyoung, and everything surprisingly has been rather good. It’s like what happened between us never– happened! We were like regular co-workers again. Though, I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not…

“Y/N?” Eunsoo spoke. I flinched, regaining my focus. “Huh, oh yeah what’s up?” I asked.

“Oh, nothing I was just asking if you’re okay… you’ve been kind of out of it lately,” she said worriedly.

“Yeah, everything's peachy so to speak,” I replied. Nothing was in fact peachy though. Pretending like nothing happened 4 days ago has actually been haunting me. The kiss, picture, dreams have been driving me insane. ‘Was I always so horny?’

Buzz.

My phone vibrated, causing both of us to turn to it. I picked it up, ‘Jaehyun?’

Jaehyun: can you come to my office?

A second later he added,

Jaehyun: like right now

“Looks like I’m being summoned,” I said. Eunsoo bid me a “good luck,” and I scurried off to his office. A million questions pondered my head, but neither of them were about what was to come in the next few minutes.

I knocked, and the followed a “Come in.” As I entered there he was, but he wasn’t alone. Doyoung was here too. ‘Great just my luck.’

“Is something the matter?” I asked. Jaehyun glanced at Doyoung, he hesitated before he spoke. “We have something we want to say to you Y/N.” I gave them a nod as to signal them to continue whatever they wanted to tell me. They gave each other one more glance.

“We’re truly sorry for our behavior that night at the restaurant,” they both said, bowing at me. I can see their sincerity, but part of my heart ached. 'Did they truly think of that night as a mistake? The kiss? The picture?’

They got back up, but neither one of us spoke up. Silence befell us. ‘I didn’t like this. No, I don't want to pretend nothing happened. I-’ “No, god no please,” I spoke up. They looked at me with confused eyes. “D-Don’t pretend nothing happened. At least I can’t. I- I…” my words got caught in my throat. ‘What am I saying?’

Doyoung then spoke up, “You what Y/N… tell us. What do you want?” ‘He’s right, what do I want? Ah, wait a minute… what I want is…’ 

“I want you… I want you both.”

Silence.

Oh god what did I just say. “Oh wait uhm-” I couldn’t even speak as Doyoung's lips collided with mine. His kiss was different from the one I shared with Jaehyun, even more gentle and passionate. ‘Wait a minute Jaehyun!’ I broke our kiss, my eyes meeting Jaehyun’s. He just stood there like how Doyung did that day.

Jaehyun then smirked, coming closer. “Is that really true? You want us both,” he says.

I felt as my face heated up, I glanced from Jaehyun to Doyoung. “Yes,” I muttered. “Please, I want you both.”

No words fell from their mouths, but their movements continued. Jaehyun walked until he was behind me, and Doyoung raised his hand to my chin. “You sure you can handle both of us, right here right now?” Doyoung asked.

“Yes, please I couldn’t stop thinking about that night,” I admitted. I then felt Jaehyun's mouth ghosting near my ear. “Then make sure to not be too loud or else they’ll have to witness how much of a whore you are,” Jaehyun whispered, then kissing my ear down to my neck. Every kiss lit me up even more. I wanted more.

Doyoung then crashed his lips onto mine again with the same intensity, while Jaehyun’s arms wandered all over my body. His hands groped my breast, causing me to moan into the kiss I was sharing with Doyoung. They later wandered even further, until they cupped my cunt causing me to grind on his hand. “Impatient aren’t you?” he whispered into my ear.

Doyoung backed away, our saliva connecting. “We have time, don’t worry,” Doyoung said, as he teased the buttons of my shirt. He slowly unbuttoned each button, dropping the shirt on the floor. My bra later joined in as well, leaving my perky breasts for his eyes. I watched as Doyoung stuck out his tongue, licking on my bud. All the while, Jaehyun began working on my lower half. He successfully got rid of my pants, leaving me in only my panties.

I whipped my head towards him when I felt Jaehyun's fingers playing with my slit. “Oh god,” I whimpered when he prodded his finger in my hole. “So wet already,” he muttered against my neck. I could only let out a small whimper and he continued the movement. “S-Stop teasing me… Please,” I pleaded.

“You sure are an impatient one. Fine then take it,” Jaehyun said as he inserted two of his fingers inside my cunt. I practically sucked his fingers in, the wetness echoed around the room. “Fuck, so tight and wet,” he whispered in my ear. His pace was unbearable, he would slow down and then go fast. I was losing my mind, his fingers hit me so fucking well–  it was like he studied my body beforehand to know what my likes and dislikes were. I felt my stomach clenched, my cunt tightening around his fingers.

It certaining helped too that all the while Doyoung was working his way with my tits. His mouth would lick one and then return the same affection to the other one. He sucked on them like a child, biting down on my bud a couple of times as well. His stimulation on my tits and Jaehyun’s on my cunt were enough to have me pushing me to the edge.

“Cum. I know you want to,” Doyoung said when he let go of my breast with a pop. With a final pinch to my clit by Jaehyun, I came. I came so hard, I would’ve fallen if not for Jaehyun catching me. I watched hazily as Jaehyun licked his fingers clean of my essence, and felt as Doyoung carried me. He then placed me on the couch they had in the middle of their office.

“On your hands and knees,” Doyoung commanded. My body acted on it’s on, getting into the position. I watched as Jaehyun came in front of me, and later whipped my head around to see Doyoung behind me. “Think you can suck me off while he eats you out?” Jaehyun asked. I nodded, so turned on by what he just said that I drooled from my mouth and in between my legs. He chuckled, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock from his underwear. His cock was big. It made me doubt if I would be able to take it all.

“Don’t worry, you can take it baby or else a whore like you wouldn’t have made such a request,” he said when he noticed a hint of doubt on my face. “Now open up.”

I did as Jaehyun said, opening my mouth up for him. I flickered my eyes up to watch him as he brought his cock closer to my mouth. Once it was close enough, I started by swirling my tongue around his tip, and then wrapping my lips around his tip. I watched as his brows furrowed, so I continued my movements. I then began gliding my tongue along his shaft, up and down, down and up. He seemed to be enjoying it judging by the way he’d started groaning. 

As I began taking him even more, I felt Doyoung's tongue begin to kitten lick my cunt. Doyoung had begun with some slow licks, but would stay a bit longer on my clit which caused me to moan against Jaehyun’s cock. His cock was so big that I barely even made it halfway yet. I felt as the tears began pooling in my eyes and drool passed my lips. “That’s a good girl, take more I know you can,” Jaehyun said. And so I did until his cock reached the back of my throat. “Fuck,” Jaehyun groaned, grabbing a fistful of my hair. He started taking over, bobbing my head along his shaft.

Meanwhile, Doyoung had begun licking me even faster, occasionally sucking on my clit which just caused me to moan on Jaehyun’s cock even more. I can tell the sensation satisfied Jaehyun as he muttered incoherent words into the air.

I felt like another high was coming, so fast and quick it was almost embarrassing. As I was lost in the pleasure I suddenly felt a wet muscle poke my hole, oh god. Doyoung was fucking me with his tongue. It felt so good, enough to have my cumming for a second time while Jaehyun was stuffed in my throat. “Cumming before me? I think you deserve a punishment,” Jaehyun said.

‘Punishment? What is he-’ I couldn’t even finish my thoughts before Jaehyun started gripping my hair even tighter and increasing his speed. It was getting messy– drool and tears everywhere. As if matters couldn’t get any more worse, Doyoung landed a slap on my ass. It only caused my eyes to widen and moan on Jaehyun’s cock.

“Fuck, that feels good. Doyoung do that again since it seems like our little whore enjoys it.” I looked up at Jaehyun, with those tearful eyes of mine, in which he also looked down at me. A smirk plastered on his face. Obliging to Jaehyun’s words, Doyung began slapping my ass even more.

“Shit, I’m close,” Jaehyun moaned. A thrust or two down my throat, Jaehyun came into my mouth, my throat. I watched as his chest heaved, and he pushed his hair out of his forehead. “Swallow it all,” he commanded, which I instinctively ended up doing.

“Come here now,” Doyoung’s voice spoke up, as he sat on the couch, patting his lap. I saw as his cock stood proudly against his stomach. I crawled to him. “Put your back against me and put it in yourself,” he said. So then I turned around, grabbing his hard cock and began inserting it inside me. I felt as his cock stretched me out the deeper he went in. “Yes, just like that baby… It’s almost all in,” Doyoung groaned.

“She’s so tight Jaehyun, I guess all that stimulation did nothing to her,” Doyoung chuckled as he turned to the other male. I turned to look at Jaehyun who just kneeled on the couch, fisting his cock. Then suddenly, Doyoung plunged the rest of his cock into me. No warning, just the grip he had on hips. With him all inside me now, I felt as his cock hit my cervix. I whisper lowly, “S’ good.”

“What was that? You like that?” he said, as he began thrusting into me. Who was I to deny what he just said, I loved it. “Ye-Yes you feel so good!” The phrase that slipped past my lips only caused his thrust to become deeper and rougher. Doyoung was treating me like his personal toy. He kept ruthlessly pounded into me, until it came to a halt. “Making me do all the work?”

I turned around, nodding my head no. “Hmm, is that so? I’m tired, why don’t you do it now,” Doyoung says, a slight smirk appearing on his face. So I did, thrusting slowly at first. “Stop the teasing, go faster baby,” Doyoung whispers into my ear. And so I grip onto his thighs, bouncing myself on his cock.

In the midst of it all, Jaehyun continued watching us contently while fisting his cock, he enjoyed the sight in front of him. You, a whimpering mess who was so cock drunk already. He wanted to get a taste of that sweet, tight cunt of yours soon because if he wasn’t already, he’d go insane.

“God, Doyoung I’m cl-close.” My stomach was tightening up, so close to unleashing. “Ready to cum all over my cock,” he replied. I yelled out “yes” as I repeated his name over and over again. “Open your eyes,” another voice said. And so I fluttered them open, Jaehyun’s cock in front of me. I watched as he jerked himself in front of me. It only turned me on even more.

“Shit, you like that? Like watching Jaehyun jerk himself off to you fucking me?” Doyoung says. I tightened even more around his cock, causing Doyoung to groan. His hands roamed down to my clit. He rubbed and pinched the poor thing continuously.

Just a few more thrusts and I came for the third time this night. My back arched, eyes rolling back, and moan and after moan slipping out. However, it didn’t stop here. Doyoung brought his hands back to my hips and kept fucking me through my orgasm. It was all too overstimulating, I felt I could even cum again.

“Fuck, I’m cumming. Don’t waste any drop,” Doyoung groans, finally cumming. His warm seeds painting my walls white. At the same time, Jaehyun also came, cumming all over my breasts. All three of us were heaving, trying to gather some oxygen back into our bodies.

“Don’t think we’re done here,” Jaehyun chuckles. He gently picks me up, bending me over the couch. My hands gripping it, while my ass stuck up. I felt his hand come in contact with my ass cheek in a harsh slap, causing me to yelp forward.

Jaehyun wasted no time, plunging himself deep and snug into my cunt. “Fuck, Doyoung wasn’t lying. How are you still so tight?” Jaehyun says, as he pounds in and out of me. I don’t even know who I am anymore, I could only think of how deep Jaehyun was reaching me. He hit my g-spot so well with every thrust I could barely contain myself. I ended up squirting all over for the first time tonight.

“Making a mess,” Doyoung’s voice spoke. I tried opening my eyes to locate him, only for him to be besides me. We locked eyes, and his lips later engulfed mine. It was a sloppy kiss, but I didn’t care. It felt good, everything felt good. Jaehyun’s thrust too became sloppy, it could only mean he was close too. And so with a thrust or two later, he came in me.

My stomach feels so full now. This is what I’ve wanted. This is what I-

Jaehyun’s POV.

“Shit, did you kill her with your dick?” Doyoung says, laughing as he puts his pants back on.

“So funny, she’s just fallen asleep,” I replied. “Think we went too far?” Doyoung continues.

“Probably, but hey she said she wanted it. Wanted both of us,” I say, shrugging my shoulders. I took Y/N into my arms while Doyoung began cleaning the couch. Luckily, the couch was made of leather so it shouldn’t be too hard right?

I looked down at her. Y/L/N. From the moment I first met her at that store, I fell in love. I know as cliche as it sounds, it’s true. There was something so captivating about her, something that made me want her. All of her.

So when I saw her that day, her first day here I knew it meant something. Fate? Whatever it was, I didn't want to waste any opportunity. Which is why that day at the dinner, I did that. It wasn’t planned or anything, but I just felt something that day. Some urgence?

However, then I learned of Doyoung’s mutual interest in her too. We talked it out, but we left it at “It’s whoever she wants. Whoever she chooses.” But to my surprise, it ended up being both of us.

I smiled down at her sleeping face. She’s cute. Everything about her was just so beautiful. Whether what just happened ends up being a regret for her once she wakes up, I hope she knows or at least has some awareness of our feelings for her.

“Hey!” Doyoung yells, capturing me out of my haze. “I finished cleaning it, bring her over here so we can wipe her clean.”

I nodded, placing her gently back down onto the couch. Doyoung began cleaning her with a wet cloth he got from our private bathroom. “Go get her a pair of clothes, in the meantime Jae,” Doyoung says.

“Mmm, be right back then.”

I exited, leaving them behind. On the elevator ride, my thoughts were consumed with questions. Good and bad ones. In particular, “What will happen once she wakes up?” I tried shrugging them off, as my answers will come once she wakes up.

“Hm?” I stirred my eyes open. ‘Where am I? This isn’t my apartment?’

“Awake already, sleeping beauty?” A voice said. I recognized that voice… Doyoung!

“A-Ah I-” “Water?” Jaehyun says, handing me a water bottle. I gladly accepted it, my throat felt quite dry. ‘Wait a minute… Oh Shit!’ I nearly choked on the water as I remembered what had transpired a couple hours ago. I looked outside their windows, the night sky illuminating.

“Uhm… I-” Jaehyun interrupts me, “regret it?” I looked at him puzzled, ‘regret?’

“What? No, No! I… I just don’t know what I should say, what I should do…”

“Well, it’s whatever you want Y/N,” Doyoung says, getting closer. “You want us to be friends, we’ll go back to that. You want us to be fuck buddies with one another, we’ll do it. You want to put a label on it, we’ll do that too.”

Is he serious right now?! The three of us? Wouldn’t I be asking for too much? Is it greedy of me that I want that. I want to be with them. I want Doyoung. I want Jaehyun.

I look at the floor, trying to hide my embarrassment from what I was about to admit. “I- I want us to be together. Me, Doyoung, and Jaehyun.”

It went silent, neither of them spoke up. So I took the courage to then look up. I flinched, at how close they’d gotten, standing only a few inches away.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?” Jaehyun asks. I nod, “Yes, is it selfish of me to?”

Jaehyun nods, “No. Be as selfish as you want with us.” To which Doyoung adds, “We just want you to be happy.”

I feel like crying again, only happy tears though. How could this even be my life right now? A tear trickled down. Then another, and another until I felt both of them wipe them off my face.

I smiled, “Thank you. Thank-”

“There’s no need to thank us. We love you,” Doyoung says, smiling as well.

“He’s right. We love you Y/N,” Jaehyun adds. We all smiled, engulfed in each other's warmth.

Today might’ve just been the best day of my life. No matter what the future brought us, I would be prepared to face it because after all I wasn’t alone.

It was me, Doyoung, and Jaehyun. It was us against the world.

Bonus!

I shifted to the other side of the bed, but a strong hold on me prevented me from doing so. I stirred my eyes open, Jaehyun. Ah, that’s right, this was my life now. I’d moved in with Jaehyun and Doyoung a week ago but the whole thing hasn’t really sunk in yet.

“Good morning,” he muttered. “Admiring me already?”

“N-No!” I refuted. It was barely morning and here he is teasing me already.

He chuckled, and then leaned in to kiss my temple. “Sleep well?” I muttered a small, “Yes” before snuggling against his bare chest. I’ve always felt so safe around him, and Doyoung. They made me feel so safe and loved.

We stayed like that for a while until I felt his hands come down to grope my ass. A shameless man he is. ”Where’s Doyoung?” I asked.

“Work probably,” Jaehyun says as he works his lips from my ear to my jaw. He kissed me so tenderly, every touch of his lips felt so warm; his embrace so warm. Jaehyun’s lips then lingered to my mouth, engulfing me into a tender kiss. It always went like this, he would be gentle but then go rougher. His tongue intruding, teeth clashing, and occasional lip biting.

“So I got you all to myself huh,” he whispered in my ear. I giggled before capturing him in another heated kiss that ended up with Jaehyun on top of me.

His hands roamed all over my body, from my waist to hips to breasts. He squeezed my breasts, pinching my nipples that sent an electric shock throughout my body. Oh god.

He parted from our kiss only to look down at my embarrassingly lustful state. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful. Every part of you baby.”

My heart throbbed at his statement, my face probably beet red. He then began removing my top, leaving my shorts and panties on. He brought his mouth towards one of my breasts, where he began licking it and sucking on my nipple. Later, he returned the same affection to the other neglected breast. I was a squirming mess, I tried getting friction from somewhere, anywhere. God, I was so fucking wet already, I could feel it as it pooled between my legs.

“Eagered like always,” Jaehyun said with a pop as he let go of my breast. His lips kissed down until they reached the waistband of my shorts. Those poor things were off in seconds, along with my panties. I watched as Jaehyun spread my legs open, “God, so wet already.” I moaned his name when I felt him tease my folds with his fingers, and then a Slap.

I widened my eyes at his action. Then again, another Slap. “You like that,” he says, coming closer to my ear. “You like it when I slap your sweet cunt.”

Slap. Oh fuck, was this good. Slap. “Y-Yes!” I yelled. He wasn’t stopping, continuously torturing my cunt. “Look at all this mess you’re making so early in the morning,” Jaehyun’s voice says, bringing his hand to his mouth. I watched as he licked his fingers clean of my essence.

“Get on your hands and knees for me baby,” he later says. I complied, getting in the position he most enjoys. I moaned out even louder when he slid his cock so easily inside me. “Fuck, so wet that it slid right in.”

Grabbing my arms, holding them from behind me, he started mercifully thrusting into me. His cock reaching the deepest part of me like it always has. I was enjoying this so much that I just kept moaning louder and louder.

“Having fun without me?” A voice rose. I quickly looked up, capturing Doyoung’s figure. Oh god.

With another thrust I moaned again. “I was wondering what was going on since I heard screaming, but it looks like our girl was just horny wasn’t she?”

Jaehyun speaks up while thrusting into me, “Yep… Mmm, she thought you… were gone and pounced onto me. Poor thing I couldn't just neglect her.”

“N-No! He- He is ly-lying,” I tried saying. “Lying? Me? You hear that Doyoung she’s accusing me of lying,” Jaehyun says smugly.

“I know, don’t you think she deserves a lesson?” Doyoung questions Jaehyun. Jaehyun chuckles in satisfaction. Oh, no…

Thus, I found myself sucking off Doyoung’s cock while Jaehyun continued pounding into me like some ruthless beast. “Just like that, a little deeper,” Doyoung groans. He watches me intently as I suck his cock into my mouth, but that didn’t last long. Doyoung ended up taking control, thrusting into my throat like I was his personal pleasure toy. Which I admit, I probably was, but hey he was mine too.

“Your pussy swallows me up so well, fuck I’ll never get tired of this,” Jaehyun groans. His thrust had gotten sloppy, meaning he was close to cumming. Good thing I was too as I started squeezing around his cock. I felt Jaehyun’s hand snake to my stomach and then further down. His fingers pinched and rubbed on my clit. I moaned into Doyoung’s cock, the sensation causing his cock to twitch in my mouth.

“I’m cumming,” Jaehyun groaned, thrusting his cock into me one last time. I also met my orgasm, cumming all over Jaehyun’s cock. He must’ve been watching as our cum mixed together, oozing out of my pussy.

“Shit, I’m cumming too,” Doyoung abruptly says, releasing his seeds inside my mouth.

Once we both caught our breaths it was back to fucking again. There was no stopping us once we started. Which was how I ended up with Doyoung’s cock buried within me. “Spread your legs wider,” Doyoung says. “Good girl, keep 'em like that.”

“Open your mouth,” Jaehyun says from the side. I opened it only for him to spit in my mouth and then start kissing me again. My lips are going to be so swollen from all the kissing, but my pussy from all the rough pounding. However, those concerns were at the bottom of my list. The pleasure they kept giving me was too blissful.

I love this. I love Doyoung. I love Jaehyun. “I love you,” I whispered, just loud enough for them both to hear. The three-word phrases elicited a small smile on their faces.

“We love you more.”

© jhdyuiee

24.05.02

final a.n: hi again! i would like to apologize for the delay. i think i have spoken up about this before but i would like to inform u all that as i am still a student, it can be hard to juggle all things at once. im very sorry for not uploading during the month of april, it truly saddens me but with school on my plate its been rather difficult. however, from now on i promise to at least post once a month. thank you for your patience i truly am grateful to every single one of you! i love you all <3!!!!!!!

[nynnma]

HEYY is your req open?? If yes can i req yandere sprout & yandere cosmo x reader– I'M IN LOVE WITH YOUR WRITING BTW TEEHEE

YANDERE!SPROUT & YANDERE!COSMO X GN!READER

in which you’re being fed by cosmo and sprout…

FEATURING; sprout and cosmo from dandy’s world

WARNINGS; mentioning of kidnapping, drugging, crying, trauma, forced love, abuse and swearing

Fat tears fell from your eyes, wetting your eyelashes and blurring your vision in the process, as your pathetic sobs were muffled from the cloth wrapped around your mouth. “Oh baby, don’t cry, we’re almost finished cooking your favourite~” on your right, right beside you, Cosmo purrs into your ear, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. You flinch in response, almost trying to dodge Cosmo’s kiss.

Cosmo frowns at this, but walks around the counter to help Sprout finish cooking, leaving you strapped to the chair alone. Finding yourself alone as an advantage you try to wiggle out the ropes but their too tight, you try to move the chair but it’s screwed into the floor, you look around for anything sharp enough to cut the ropes but you find nothing…they really didn’t want you to leave.

Knowing you’re trapped you start to cry and sob more, not caring how pathetic you look, you accept your fate. “You’re still crying…” looking up you blink away the tears and make eye contact with Sprout, watching him with shaky eyes as he walks around the counter, cleaning his hands with a tea towel. Stopping right beside you, he grabs your jaw and starts to lightly dab the corner of the cloth on your eyes, drying your tears.

“Ugh, you’re such a mess” closing your eyes shut you don’t dare to open them even after Sprout stops drying your eyes, your overcoming fear of him taking over, your heart beating heavily against your chest. “Open your eyes” feeling his grip on your jaw tighten you close your eyes harder, hoping that he just leaves. Everything he did, he did it all, kidnapped you, drugged you, beat you…everything.

“Fine, be that way” letting go of your jaw harshly Sprout glares at you before turning away and walking back into the kitchen, where Cosmo comes out of with three plates. “Give me my plate” finally opening your eyes you watch Sprout hold out a hand in front of Cosmo. “What, why?” Cosmo tilts his head at him, “just give me the plate” sighing Cosmo holds out the plate towards him, Sprout taking it.

Cosmo continues his way to the counter, smiling softly at you in the process, “I’m back! Did you miss me?” Creasing your eyebrows at him you slowly shake your head. “Makes sense…” putting the plates down on the counter Cosmo sits in the chair beside you, picking up a fork with one hand and pulling the cloth covering your mouth down. “You know we mean no harm right?”

“I fucking doubt that” Cosmo frowns at your words but quickly shoves a piece of food into your mouth as you open your mouth, afraid you’ll say something negative. Pulling the fork out he gives you a small smile but you spit out the food. “Wh- come on, that’s a waste!” Shaking his head Cosmo sighs before picking up another piece of food and brings it up to your mouth, but you don’t budge.

“Please? It’s you’re favourite” Cosmo begs, “no, because it’s probably drugged” “I promise it isn’t” you don’t trust him, you never will, but the food looks so good and you’re starving…ugh who cares. “Fine, just be quick please I don’t want to be with you anymore longer” you felt more comfortable around Cosmo than Sprout, because he was soft on you and didn’t do anything when you misbehaved.

Smiling softly Cosmo didn’t waste time on feeding you, he deeply cared for your health, whether it was physical or mental. He always made sure it was good, he had to make sure it was good.

A/N - hey so…I literally did not know what else to write so I left it with that, also maybe in the future I will rewrite this and make it 10x better 😎 I think…

[danibeanie]

Cancer mars post 🤍

(Also moon-mars aspects!)

-I really feel like this placement resonates the most with me when it comes to my natal chart. The funny thing is that it makes NO aspects with any other planets.

-I’ve heard somewhere that a planet that doesn’t make any aspects with other planets is important because it’s just itself with no other influences.

-wherever you have this placement with definitely influence that house x10. I feel like planets in their fall or detriment just impact your whole chart in general.

Positives 🩵

-your intuition is literally amped 100 by this placement. someone can be talking to me in a different tone than usual and I can just sense there’s something wrong and they’re like HOW DID U KNOW??😭

-emotions are strong and it’s because it’s influence links with the moon. we know that the moon is who we are deep within, our hidden feelings. anything I do makes me want to work even HARDER because it’s all sooo personal to me 🥲

-strong empathy with this placement you naturally put yourself into others people shoes, want to take care of others and it just comes by instinct.

-people many call you super nice and your just talking LMAO. I have this placement in my 3rd house which is ruled by communication so it’s just natural for me to embody the placement when I’m talk.

-ex you can have this in the 7th house and your just super giving into any relationships kinda intense lol, 10th house people at work may see you as mother😋 (kidding) a nurturing person.

-a lot of passion, many people forget that cancer mars is a CARDINAL sign which means it’s easy for these people to fall into a leader position. we are go getters and can be a bit competitive.

Negatives🩶

-any conflict that we have is literally the end of the world. It’s feels like impending doom when I’m mad at someone because the only way I can control this is by crying 😭

- we hold grudges *sigh* , no but really it will take me so long to forgive someone and it’s hard to let go of that bitterness. Its just that we are so considerate so when someone does something we would never do it’s hard to let go of that situation.

-mood swings are there and other people can easily get affected by this as well. we can be fine and dandy then we think about something that hurt us from 5 months ago and then we get passive.

^im very self aware of this and I try not to let it happen and when it does I isolate myself

-most of our anger is directed towards family???😭 idk if it’s just me but my family tends to see the ugly side of this placement. no one’s ever seen me SUPER-mad except for my parents.

-does anyone else get HORRIBLE,UNBEARABLE periods?!? I feel like no one talks about this.

-AVOID CONFRONTATION like no other and then we wonder why we hold grudges cause WE DONT TALK IT OUT LMAO.

-it’s easy to get drained of tasks that your not emotionally invested in or see no future in. I can make a whole rant on how this affects my school life but that’s too much.*sigh*

Influential musicians 🩵

chester bennington(lead singer of linkin park) also had a cancer mars.(may he rest in peace🤍) A lot of rock and heavy metal musicians have cancer mars which is ironic because they put all that passion and emotion into their lyrics and singing.

-lana del rey is a cancer mars and I feel like she embodies this placement fully. even by her lyrics and just the way she talks.

IN CONCLUSION 🩵

-being a cancer mars has its ups and down and so many people pertain to its negatives. I believe that people with the fallen/detriment placements all naturally have their positives as well. it’s definitely a placement you have to live and learn by. I love this placement because it humbles me, gives me empathy and kindness ,but don’t cross us cause then we’ll reciprocate that rudeness 10x harder.

[kacievvbbbb]

Perona and Mihawk

Okay I think I’ve found some of the words.

yeah I don’t think Mihawk understands the concept of protecting your loved ones; because he is attracted to strength, you wouldn’t be his loved one if he didn’t think you were strong and so to him being assured in the knowledge that your cherished ones can and will protect themselves from almost anything is the ultimate act of love. And then allowing them the opportunity to die at the hands of someone stronger, someone worthy is an extension of that. Given the desires he has for his own death he probably thinks it’s a way to honor them.

And the flip side of that is that when those people “fail” when they lose to people (or fish no matter how giant ) that Mihawk has deemed “unworthy” then he’s disappointed. Either they’re not as strong as he thought they were or they’re so reckless and stupid it doesn’t matter and Mihawk can’t abide by either.

And it’s like Mihawk’s never had a child right. Someone literally incapable of protecting themselves from most threats but what he does have

is Perona.

GIF by beif0ngs

Okay wait stay with me here,

I’ve been trying to figure out where she fits in, in all this because I love her and I live for their dynamic with Zoro as a family. But Zoro and Mihawk have this thing that binds them and that relationship is an aspect of Shanks’ with Luffy but Mihawk doesn’t meet Zoro when he’s a vulnerable child. He meets him when he’s a man grown, more than capable of protecting himself and fighting his battles. Hell they wouldn’t even have a relationship if Mihawk thought zoro needed protection and so while meeting him unlocked an understanding of what Shanks saw in Luffy enough to wait for him how ever long it took. He’s still missing the protection part, the reason losing an arm was worth seeing the boy safe. Cause Mihawk’s ready to throw away zoro the moment he perceives weakness.

Enter Perona

And don’t get me wrong Perona’s not in any way weak. Her devil fruit makes her pretty op but the thing is she is the definition of devil fruit dependent, which is obviously fine and dandy and did get her far in Paradise but is not gonna be enough to hang with the big bosses in the New World or be on Mihawk’s radar. Usually, when they don’t unceremoniously get dropped on his island by a brainwashed cyborg bear, and proceeds to break into your castle with a moss headed idiot, that is

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She is arguably the “weakest” person Mihawk knows in a none hostile capacity (because I do think she beats buggy) and she is the anthesis of everything we know Mihawk to care about;

She’s not that strong, doesn’t care about being strong or sword fighting, is whiny, has no haki, is lazy and wants everything to be done for her and most unforgivably, like a true self-love icon, she wants to improve on literally none of that! She has literally spent 2 years living with probably one of the best masters of Haki and she doesn’t try to learn once! She is completely content with the level she is at and that is completely fine! But part of that is because she knows, no matter how unbelievable, Mihawk will protect her. He may sulk and sigh and roll his eyes but he will protect her.

Like can you imagine! Mihawk, probably believes in the saying “the strong do what they can, the weak suffer what they must” Mihawk, can, will and has protected her!

GIF by bubbly-bungee-may

The thing Mihawk is most attracted to, the thing he has built almost every other relationship around, is strength and yet he keeps her around.

He watches this loud, “average”, whiny, fearless young woman skulk/float around his castle, complaining about everything, and remembers a story that Shanks told him; about a little boy and how he gave his arm to an unworthy opponent to save him without care or hesitation, how he’d do it a thousand times over, and he thinks he understands now, just a little bit.

[gaylordscooter]

Log of the Multiverse: Fresh

I've done some research lately on that parasite. In order to help someone.

Y'see Fresh is an interesting outcode to say the least. No one knows what his original universe was like. No one knows where he came from.

Not even Ink! Or at least, every time I ask him he conveniently forgets the answer even though he swears he knew a second ago.

Well, I can't blame him for having a faulty memory when mine's pretty shabby too.

But I digress.

He also kidnaps people. that's probably the first thing i should state.

So yeah, someone was kidnapped. Specifically Cross's best bud, Epic. A shame too, he was just rescued from the cusp of death in his universe. He didn't get to spend much time at the hub (see entry on Cross and XChara) before he went missing.

We don't know HOW Fresh weaseled his way into the hub, the code of the universe is set up in a way that repels him like a magnet of the same charge as him. The only ones that could've tampered with that code would be Cross himself (unlikely), Error (who doesn't even know where or what the hub is), and...

i'm getting off topic again!

So however he got in, he did, and then he found Epic and none of us had the time to warn him about who Fresh is and what he does. I'd assume they hit it off pretty well. They'd probably be great friends if it wasn't for the fact Fresh's entire personality is fabricated to lure people in.

As for Where monsters (mainly of the skeleton kind. mainly of the sans kind.) end up after Fresh nabs them, well i shouldn't leave you in suspense should i?

yeah that would be mean.

who would do that in their own log? i mean, i'm the only one reading it.

so really i'm not keeping anyone in suspense because i already know.

[there is a stupidly wide margin here]

yup.

That was stupid.

Anyway, he takes you to some warehouse in the antivoid where he holds this endless rave. How do I know this? Ink told me during one of his fights with Error they somehow strayed so far away from Error's place in the antivoid that they found Fresh's territory. Ink said the fight ended there because the sight and sound of it made Error crash. Ink took a peak through one of the windows and saw the place PACKED with sanses all of them wearing shades just like Fresh. The music and strobe lights could be heard from miles away you'd think it was a GREAT party.

you'd probably notice all the dust after it's too late.

Wowzers so dramatic.

I Havent Said Or Written That Word in Sooo Long

that almost felt weird to write. whatever

So anyway, recap. no one knows where fresh comes from, he kidnaps people and takes them to an endless rave where you dance until you literally drop and epic is currently at said rave.

yeahhhh.

AS FOR MY RESEARCH! "no one knows where fresh comes from" TOSS THAT OUT THE WINDOW. ME!! I KNOW!!

He's actually

from a completely generic undertale universe

You might think "what? that doesn't sound right."

Which Yeah I Guess So If You're A Party Pooper Sure. Technically He's From An Alternate Timeline. Asshole.

"ok so how did a sans become that 90's freak?" Wrong. Incorrect. The sans of that universe is fine and dandy we had coffee together last week (true) (real).

Actually Fresh is

DRAMATIC PAUSE!

I'm killing you aren't i? absolutely annoying you?

you probably already know actually. SIGH

He's a memoryhead. I know! It threw me for a loop too. And it only made things MORE confusing considering. well no one knows the deal with memoryheads. not even alphyses.

They're. amalgamates? but. What monsters did they come from? They didn't come from Any recognizable monsters.

Now as for what's up with the flowers Fresh uses—Which I Totally Forgot To Mention In This Entry. ehhh whatever you probably already read that one. .. Did i include the flowers part. i forgot how much i explained there i was kinda occupied watering my flower. s. my flowers my potted flowers that i Keep In my room. and water with Water and not any other liquid.

the flowers are different from fresh's flowers unrelated. unrelated flowers to any s. keletons

I'm still trying to figure out what is up with the flowers but my guessFOR NO REASON IN PARTICULAR is that said memoryhead managed to mmmmmerge?? melt? how do i phrase this. merge. with a flowey. maybe. potentially

i mean ive never seen a rafflesia flowey ever but hey the multiverse is huge. (not endless though. ink's told me he's seen the edge of the multiverse he looked very perturbed at the revelation)

not that ive seen many floweys.

AUDIBLE COUGH WRITTEN ON PAPER

Man i totally just dropped the "fresh is a memoryhead from an undertale alternate timeline actually" bomb on you and didn't let you sit with it huh.

I'm sorry to say that's as far as my research got. He's a memoryhead. Potentially merged with some sort of flowey. So what now?

well i have a lot of questions. like you do probably

How did the memoryhead escape their universe in the first place? Who in that amalgamate is in control? the flowey? the memoryhead (what monsters are in the memoryhead anyway?) how did that happen? Why the hell does it pretend to be from the 90's.

why does it need so many hosts. what IS the main host's body and why is it so tall? SIX feet really? compensating much? what the hell would an amalgamate need to compensate for. nevermind.

Hang on pause. the song that just came on goes hard i need to save it to my playlist.

...

Yes?? I listen to music while writing these sometimes? Duh? Get off my back?

"you're being sassier than normal" am i? (am i.) well maybe i just learned something

about myself. learned more about myself

I might loop this song actually. it's that good. do you do that? do you find a song that's so good you just loop it and wrench every note out of it until it sounds awful to you?

[kazutora-kurokawa]

OKAY SO.

THINK OF LIKE MODEL HAKKAI! PENT UP AND FRUSTRATED ALL DAY AND WANTS NOTHING MORE TO COME HOME TO HIS LOVER.

He would act all fine and dandy on the outside but he was raging and pent up inside...

SHWGDUWSIXJSMABVEUE

(NO PRESSURE AS ALWAYS!! <33)

Pent Up!Model!Hakkai x Reader

♡ NSFW, fem reader, oral->male receiving/face fucking, rough sex, unprotected sex/creampie, Hakkai is cranky ♡

note: thanks for requesting anon, model!Hakkai is so fine 😮‍💨

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🔷 Hakkai was experiencing a variety of emotions, he was tired, frustrated, and turned on (same honestly)

🔷 Kept having to adjust his outfit during the photoshoot because his dick was straining against his pants

🔷 Lowkey had an attitude with the photographer, he tried to be as polite as possible but everything that came out of his mouth was rude

🔷 This man speedran the hell out of that shoot, he was ready to come home to you

🔷 As soon as he was through the door he had you in his arms, carrying you to your bedroom

🔷 His attitude immediately hit a 180 once he felt your lips wrap around him, he'd probably sigh in relief too

🔷 Gets impatient because you're going too slow, so he holds your head still and absolutely obliterates your throat

🔷 Fucks you like he hates you, this man is getting up in your guts like a surgeon

🔷 Creampies you because filling your cunt up makes his day exponentially better

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[gloomyteddybear]

the slang for journalist is vulture

oneshot

tw: emotional manipulation, guilt tripping, stalking;

roseville gazette may be bordering on yellow journalism but it was the only local press that actually went into detail of the ghostface murders, as short-staffed as it is (considering the fact that literally one guy photographed, wrote, interviewed, edited the whole beat--- maybe he used to be freelancer they managed to chain down), it was surprisingly informative on the subject matter, in other news? pun intended, it was comparatively bland in such a way that literally any other corporation would do the job.

but they don't cover the case, who the victims are, how horrific their deaths are, who are the main suspects, what are the patterns (they seemed random but oh-so meticulously planned), they only post obituaries and move on to cake recipes. to your average roseville citizen, who doesn't wish to buy another subscription, which press are they going to choose? entertainment value or a possible survival guide?

despite the short staff, they paid well and had a great newsroom, once upon a time each department had it's own working space and have little to no interruptions but due to the few people that are left--- both physically and metaphysically--- they now practically had their own private office to do as they please with the place.

though, you wished you had your own, too.

you were shadowing a guy named jed olsen, technically you were his fellow journalist. but with the few experience you had bossman decided that you two needed to 'share' an office (it felt more like jed's than anything), to "see a professional in action and get a feel for what you need to do." he said.

he's nice.

the only experience you got is as a lackey. sure, you helped, but it was minimal, he let you handle almost nothing unless under a lot of scrutiny (the guy is a perfectionist) or just flat out did everything himself, he's an over-achieving workaholic.

he was overbearing, but only in the literal by-the-letter sense, over bearing as in he puts too much on his plate.

he wasn't an asshole--- he was frustrating, sure, but he always made sure to let you sign your name in the proverbial group project, he brought coffee too (it was always a bit off from your actual taste, but you didn't want to be ungrateful) and was always nice. so, you simply did the 'seeing a professional in action' bit more than the 'get a feel for what you need to do', twiddling your thumbs as you watched him work.

were you any more lazier and/or more lacking in the empathy-good-for-lasting-healthy-relationships mindset, you'd be cheering and hollering at the opportunity.

you saw his eyebags from staying overnights, though. the faint swaying whenever he stood up, almost spilling or dropping whatever he held, rants growing more... well, affected by his lack of sleep, to put it nicely.

so, you did everything in your power to at least, somewhat share the burden, bring snacks or energy drinks, keep his desk organized just the way he liked it, stay out of his way, listen to his movie-nerd ramblings.

it was all fine and dandy--- you put a styrofoam cup on coffee on his table like clockwork--- until it wasn't.

you heard squeaky plastic get hit and fall "huh--- fuck! this?!... oh god, no... no no no! shit! shit..." he pleaded.

you leaned over to see... coffee spilled all over his photos and notes.

he blew up, face red and gritted teeth, "god, damn it. all... all those fucking sleepless nights--- the amount of crunching i did, gone! from a fucking shitty ass coffee! how the fuck am i supposed to meet the deadline! fuck!." he yanked on the longer strands of black hair in his scalp.

then he deflated, face in hands, "oh god... what am i going to do? what do i tell boss? how much is this going to affect..." he murmured

he pauses in his rant, eyes peeking through the gap of his fingers, glancing at your expression and immediately straightens up; he sighs, rubbing his arms and playing with the threads of his long sleeves, "it's fine nevermind, i should've told you that this table is wobbly. i'll- uh, i'll tell him that i... we couldn't meet the deadline, it wasn't your fault, i bit off more than i could work so... you ended up not having much to do---"

before he could continue putting fuel into another apology-fest you stopped that train of thought right in it's tracks, "wait wait--- no, you... how about you leave early today?"

"you want me to leave?!" he croaked, grip on the collar his shirt growing noose-like.

"no no! uh," you fumbled, "how about you... go get yourself a nice, deserved break huh? uh, i don't think boss would hold it against you, how about a walk? fresh air? get yourself something nice---" you crushed a bill into his loose hands, ignored his looks and pushed him out the door.

you put your hands at your hips, looked at the mess and sighed.

the wet pages were still on his desk, you carefully separate and spread them, the ones that were less likely to crumble were hanged in the developing-room. the ones that were too blurry you had to transcribe onto a neater page, the ones teared to bits were carefully jig-saw'd.

---jed didn't return, you did get some info on why during breakroom gossip, seems like he took your advice and clocked out early. funny how your schedules been reversed, the first to leave being the one to stay 'til nightfall for work they never contributed to---

pictures and notes neatly arranged all across the pages, many of those photos came varying and evolving in quality, not as in blurry or framed poorly but in what type of camera they were shot with. the drying marks and negative film pointed towards them being raw polaroids, though a few were made with instantfilm. at first, it seemed like nonsense, some type of art project in abstract figures but there was a clear pattern.

lanes fencing around a car, roads filled with a cluster of potholes, harsh angles and perspective shifts turning corners; a window peeking into someone's habitat, a spare key under varying hiding places, then a person hiding under their blanket in their sleep.

you rolled a thumb against the pad of your finger, it was weirdly slippery-- watery? that's weird... a bit stickier. is it still fresh out of the developing room?

you hear it before you no longer see it, just as you were about to investigate further, the telltale de-crescendo of all appliances losing their power and the following silence means only one thing--- the main switch is off. whoever it is, you know where they were.

don't go turn it on. trap. breathe in.

you stay put, crouching underneath a table. one minute, five, six, ten.

you round around a corner towards the fire escape--- stairs clanking with your descent, you skip a few steps, you run outside.

floodlights drenches your vision--- a voice yells your name and a wailing car horn and you instinctively scream, a door slams as a body moves to shield your eyes from the flickering headlights. a black car, in the night, of course you didn't see it in your panic, wouldn't even notice if it were parked right in front of you.

olsen comes out, he looked surprised and--- had the gall, to sound exasperated, "you were about to walk right into my car."

"wait, why are you here?" he answers with a fumbled "i can explain---"

"i told you to take a break and the first thing you do after curfew, is come back here?! i swear jed, do you want to get stabbed?!" you shriek.

'honest and easy-going my ass!'

he relaxes but still has the decency to fake a grimace, "maybe i could give you a ride home?" he offers.

"why would i need a ride? i have my own---" jed points towards the direction of your car, the excess flash of the headlights bouncing around the pavement show your slashed tires.

"i call shotgun."

"there's only one passenger aside from me and it's you."

"you don't know that, some guy tried to break in earlier--- what if they're a passenger princess with a shotgun?"

the rear-view mirror was angled oddly, reflecting only your person and not the road behind.

"good point." he agrees.

he didn't question you about the break-in.

[bluestarjay]

Wtf is it with making Osamu the mean one in fics like I'll be reading an Atsuhina fic and atsumu has a crush on hinata as one does and he doesn't know what to do, and osamu is literally such a bitch to him abt it??? Like, yes, atsumu is meant to be the mean one, and they tend to capture him pretty well, so tell me why they make osamu rude and unhelpful??? Osamu and atsumu mutually make fun of each other, which is all fine and dandy, but osamu is like "Well ur a dumb fucking piece of shit who should KHS and doesn't deserve a guy like shoyo 🙄🙄🙄" like he is NOT saying that shit,,, like genuinely if I was atsumu and my brother said the kinda shit osamu says in these fics, I'd either punch tf out of him or kms out of spite so he'd feel bad and regret saying that! Like in these fics, atsumu could call osamu crying, telling him abt how his life is falling apart and he feels like everybody is against him n shit and osamu would just say "well you deserve lol 😝😝😝" where did you get that from???? If atsumu called osamu crying abt that, osamu would probably first ask him what he did, and even if it *was* atsumu's fault, he'd just probably sigh and tell him exactly what to do to make the situation better. Osamu is genuinely so insufferable in these fics, which is crazy bc he's literally supposed to be the "good twin."

[kcalsforhim]

saturday 9 november 2024 - 𐙚 ˚🍰 ⋆｡˚⊹❀˖°

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cals : 697 steps : 10.4 k

lunch : one sugar free monster.. the purple one dinner : half a portion of chicken noodle soup, chicken thighs, a small amount of potato wedges, cauliflowers. and a slice of cheesecake. it was not sweet so idk what flavour this was LMFAO

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ok so really i dont know what this day was. i woke up not planning to do anything and literally just planned to play minecraft all day and maybe draw. i went out with my friend to the gas station to pick up cigarettes and it was all fine and dandy for the most part. i get a text from my coworker and its an adress and a time, with a band name above it. text says "adress for concert, guy says he invited you last week" and i remembered... thats right ! at work a guy told me about a concert he was giving and invited me, but i forgot about it 5 mins later cause well.. yeah i was busy at work

so, i go home and i told my mom like hey mom i have a concert thing later, local thing idk. trash metal, she says ok. so i eat dinner and get ready for the concert.

dinner was very good, the soup was nice but i didnt like howwww many noodles my mom put... sigh. the other food was mildly cold too, but its ok i survived. the cheesecake was good and not very sweet but thats why i liked it.

then i get ready for the concert and my friend who was coming with me brought us goldstrike. we arrive there already a little fucked. there were 3 gigs and through the progression of the gigs i got myself more and more drunk on fucking beer. i ended up having 5 beers give me a break LMAO. after the final song we all get ready to leave and me and my friend get on the bike and sit on a random bench. some girl gave me a joint for free if i kissed her like a peck so i said ahh fuck it sure. it was SO GOOD but that was a problem cause... the munchies would kick in and fuck they did.

we made it our mission to go to the only place open at 1:30 am and we went there with so much struggle and we stayed there for AN HOUR. i did count the cals yes, i am not crazy... but i did count them into the next day... so ill write about that in my next entry. then i went back home and had chocolate... sigh... but again i counted it... then went to bed. sigh. i cant wait for soup week, i hope i actually make some progress.

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no bodychecks or thinspo, but i do have this picture of the bench we sat at when i was fucked.

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okay song time ! here's one of the songs i heard live. never listened to any of the artists before going LOL. i think the intrumental is actually fucking banger, but the vocalist is.. mehhh. i reallllly enjoyed the like instrumental parts though LOL

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[smilesrobotlover]

Whumptober day 9- mistaken identity, you’re a liar

Ok idk how I feel about this one. I think the ending is bad but hopefully y’all will like it. This day was not supposed to end this way so uh, rip Wild and Windy lol

Warning stabbing and kidnapping

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Wild stared at the landscape ahead of him on top of the tall tree he climbed. The landscape was very plain, only trees to be seen for miles. He looked down at Windy who was impatiently waiting for him on the ground. The boy glanced up and saw Wild staring down at him.

“Did you find them?” He called, and Wild shook his head.

“Can’t see anything except a bunch of stupid trees!” Wild crawled down the tree and gave Windy a sheepish look. “I guess we’re lost.”

Windy groaned. “I told you that we should’ve grabbed a map, or marked our path, or literally anything to keep us from getting lost! But did you listen to me? No! You said ‘I won’t get lost, I have a great sense of direction’.”

Wild stared unamused as Windy ranted about Wild’s actual lack of direction. Getting lost never really worried Wild on his adventures, it happened so much and he would eventually find his way. He just didn’t yet comprehend that he is not in his Hyrule, therefore he really doesn’t know how to get anywhere. Windy continued to rant and Wild finally got tired of it.

“Windy it’s fine. We’re not going to die.”

Windy spun around and gave him his infamous pout. “No, but how are we gonna find the others?”

“I dunno, it’d be nice to know if we knew where we were specifically. Like a compass… or if there’s any landmarks nearby, where is north…”

“Hm, sounds like we could figure all that out with a map!”

“WE DON’T HAVE MAPS! Besides, a map isn’t gonna show us where north is!”

“I mean, there’s that little thing that points to north on the map!”

“That doesn’t tell us anything.”

“Oh whatever! There’s a way we can figure out where north is anyways.”

“But are the others in the north, east, south, or west… We need to figure that out in order to know where we need to go.”

Windy hummed. “Ok yeah, that’d be hard to figure out, but it’s fine! Once I remember which star points to north, we’ll be fine and dandy!”

Wild sighed. “I only knew where north was thanks to the compass the Sheikah slate has, but,” Wild glanced at his slate, the static still showing instead of direction, “it’s not working.”

Windy gave Wild a weird look. “You’re the one who explores, you’re telling me that you don’t know how to find north without a compass?”

Wild gave Windy a weird look back. “Do you know how to find north without a compass?”

“Well—uh— only at night,” he muttered, and Wild rolled his eyes. There was suddenly giggling coming from inside the woods, and the two heroes shot up and pulled out their swords.

“Who’s there?” Windy called out, and Wild tightened his grip around his sword, but Hyrule emerged from the trees, and the two relaxed.

“For a bunch of heroes, you sure don’t know anything about traveling,” the traveling hero mocked, and Wild rolled his eyes. Of all the heroes to make fun of him for his lack of direction, he supposed it should’ve been Hyrule. He always knew which way north was just by looking at the sky, it was impressive, and Wild couldn’t help but be embarrassed at his own lack of knowledge of those types of things. He always depended on the Sheikah slate for that.

“Hyrule! You found us!” Windy cried, running to the smaller boy who smiled oddly at him.

“Yes, I’ve been looking everywhere for you two. Come now, the others are waiting for you.” Hyrule stiffly turned to the bushes and disappeared.

“Uh, what?” Windy looked at Wild who looked just as baffled. “That was weird.”

Wild only shrugged. “Hyrule has always been kinda awkward. C’mon kid.” He followed Hyrule into the bushes with Windy reluctantly following.

“Do you know where we’re going, Freckles?” Windy asked. Hyrule didn’t respond. “Uh, Freckles? I’m talking to you!”

Hyrule turned around and gave him a blank look.

“Are you talking to me?”

Wild and Windy looked at each other. “You’re the only one who I call ‘Freckles’,” Windy muttered.

“Oh! Right, how could I forget. What was the question again?”

“I asked if you know where you’re going?”

Hyrule smiled. “Of course I know where I’m going! I always know!”

Before Windy could respond, Hyrule turned around and marched on. Wild narrowed his eyes and followed, a little more cautiously this time. He studied the path they were taking, it was thick and dense, the trees making it hard to walk without tripping, until they entered a clearing, completely surrounded by the thick trees. Wild stopped Windy from continuing, and he watched as Hyrule continued walking. When he reached the middle, he stopped, and turned around to see that Wild and Windy did not follow him. He stared at them blankly, titling his head in a weird manner that made Wild’s skin crawl.

“What are you two doing over there?” He asked.

“Cut the crap. You’re leading us into a trap,” Wild yelled out firmly, and Windy looked at Wild confused.

“A trap? This is no trap, the others are just up ahead—“

“You’re a liar.”

“Hero, you don’t know where the others are, so how would you know?”

Wild’s blood ran cold from the way Hyrule said ‘hero’. Just as he thought. Wild pulled out his sword and pointed it at the fake Hyrule.

“Windy, this is a yiga soldier in disguise, he’s not Hyrule.”

Windy pulled out his sword as well, glaring at the fake. Fake Hyrule only laughed maniacally, and he disappeared in a cloud of smoke, being replaced by a yiga foot soldier. Windy gasped at the sight as the yiga footsoldier continued to laugh.

“You heroes are so gullible!” The yiga footsoldier mocked. “You didn’t even notice until it was too late!” He brought out his scythe and got low, the upside-down Sheikah symbol glaring at them. Wild couldn’t help but snort.

“So you brought two heroes in an open field then? Sounds like a great plan,” Wild said sarcastically. “‘Dunno how to tell you this though, but you’re outnumbered, idiot.”

The yiga’s mocking laughter turned into a dark chuckle, and Wild couldn’t help but feel his skin crawl.

“Do you really think so little of me, hero?” He said, and Wild gasped when he heard a sizzling sound behind him, followed by a pained gasp. Wild spun around and saw another yiga soldier with his blade stabbed through Windy. Before Wild could do anything, the blade was pulled out and Windy was shoved towards Wild, causing them both to fall to the ground. He held Windy close and glared daggers at the yiga that stabbed Windy, who was pointing his blade at the two heroes on the ground. Wild heard the other one come up from behind him, and he hugged Windy closer.

“You’re gonna regret that,” he growled, pressing his hand on Windy’s wound. The yiga in front of him only snorted, pulling out a red liquid in a bottle from his pouch. Wild’s eyes went big when he recognized it. A healing potion.

“We have no quarrels with that boy, but we do with you,” he tossed the red liquid mockingly, and Wild couldn’t help but cringe when the potion landed in his hand. “We can heal him with this, but we need something from you.”

“Just spit it out!” Wild yelled, growing desperate from blood suddenly spilling out of Windy’s mouth.

The yiga behind him grabbed his hair and pulled him harshly away from Windy. Wild tried to fight back but his hands were quickly pinned to his back and tied up in ropes. He was pulled up to watch the yiga with the potion kneel down next to Windy, who was trying to get away. His head was pulled back and the potion was brought to his lips, and Wild watched in surprise as the yiga gently helped Windy drink the potion. But as soon as it was empty, Windy was spun around and his hands were tied to his back as well. Wild glared at him and tried to break free from the other one’s hold.

“Why you—“

Windy yelped as he was pulled up and the blade pressed up against his throat. Wild immediately stopped and watched Windy’s pained expression. His entire front side was drenched with blood, but the wound seemed to be healed, thank Hylia. Though the manhandling didn’t seem to be helping the soreness.

“There we go, that’s a good hero,” the yiga chuckled, and pulled Windy up onto his feet, the blade never leaving his neck. Wild was also pulled to his feet, and a blindfold went over his eyes.

“Windy?” He called out worriedly.

“I’m here,” Windy said in a strained voice. Wild sighed in relief, but the relief was gone when he was shoved harshly, causing him to nearly fall.

“Hey, you idiots didn’t give me a choice in this!” Wild yelled out as he was half dragged, half carried to wherever they were going.

“Oh please, we knew you were going to give yourself up anyways, there was no reason for all that squabble,” the yiga holding him said in a very annoyed tone. Wild could almost hear it being directed at the yiga who stabbed windy.

“W-where are you taking us?” Windy asked.

“If we told you, then there would be no reason for your blindfold. Now shut up or else we’ll gag you both!”

Wild groaned, but he kept quiet, not wanting to piss off the soldiers that would hurt Windy even more. When anything came to the yiga, Wild never worried. To him, they were a bunch of harmless idiots who loved bananas, their leader no different. It was just when someone he cared about was involved was when he worried. He only prayed that they would at least be merciful to Windy. He didn’t care what they did to him, but he couldn’t live with himself if they hurt Windy again.