#i was scrolling through my camera roll and went AHHH

[twigsyy]

Looking back at the first time you drew an oc is nuts. Who the hell are these freaks!!!!

[staywritten]

In The Moment│Bang Chan

In The Moment│Bang Chan

Synopsis: Chan can’t always be with you because of work, but he does get to live those little intimate moments with photos 

Genre: Smut, fluff, one shot

Word Count: 2037

Inspired by: https://prettylixie.tumblr.com/post/624671319185866752/i-feel-like-aussie-line-likes-to-take-post-sex

To call this a rut or a rough patch was being generous. Chan felt like he was in an artistic hole. He’d been at it for the entire weekend, only leaving the studio to work out and try to maintain some form of normalcy. He hadn’t seen you or his members for a few days, save the times Felix and and Changbin stopped by to bring him food.

This particular night was the hardest on him. 

He’d done everything he could to power through finishing the track, but it just wasn’t right. It wasn’t that it was missing something. It was missing everything. 

He distracted himself for about an hour and a half by hopping on live with Baby Stays but now that it’s ended it was right back to reality. Sitting in the studio alone and listening to his own thoughts. The same 30 sec sample playing over and over. 

He pinched his nose bridge and let out an exasperated sigh. He told himself he wasn’t going anywhere until the beat was done, that way he can reward himself with sleep and make the guide the day after. 

He grabbed his phone for the first time all night. He had a tendency of putting his phone on airplane mode to limit his distractions and the influx of texts from his members, manager and you telling him to go home. He knew he needed to sleep but he also had work to do and there were too many people counting on him for him to sleep.

Unlocking his phone his eyes softened at his home screen. It’d been so long since he looked at it he almost forgot you were his background. A smile graced his features as he stared at the intimate photo. You completely blissed out after he spent all night making love to you. You cuddled against his bare chest, pressing a kiss to his jaw. He traced your features by memory, the softness of your skin he longed for, how’d you warm under his touch. Your moans and sweet nothings that reminded him he was worth loving. 

He wanted to go home to you. To bundle you in his arms and make love to you until you couldn’t walk. But right not that was a distraction he couldn’t afford. 

Photos would have to do for now. 

Buried in his camera roll he looked at an album he dedicated to you. Each photo capturing a moment he wished he could relive. You on all fours for him, you under him, you desperately grabbing at the wall to hold balance. You looked so beautiful, your neck covered in love bites and bruises, face flushed, mouth open moaning in lust. “My beautiful Babygirl…”

A particular favorite of his was one with you under him, clenching the sheets as he pounded into you. Your face contorting from pleasure. He smirked looking at the photo, his hand spanning over your neck as he took you. Anytime he looked at these photos he remembered it like it was yesterday. He’d just gotten back from a two month world tour and you were his first stop. He just couldn’t stop kissing you that night. Anywhere and everywhere. You had to wear a turtleneck for a solid week to hide his love bites. The photos that followed that particular night were his favorite. 

He managed to capture your face right as you came with him. He loved that look on you. So vulnerable and soft and needy for him. He could still hear your voice, your desperate pleads and little I love yous. How his name had never sounded as sweet unless he heard it coming from your lips. 

He swiped the photo and the brightest smile grazed his features. His cheek dimpled seeing you. You were fucked out and beautiful from the afterglow. The most adorable little pout on your lips as you held the blanket to your chest. You couldn’t walk because of how sore he made you and there was nothing more satisfying than knowing he fucked you that hard. He groaned, rubbing his temples realizing just how much he missed you. 

There were countless photos and videos, each one bringing a smile to his face. He wasn’t sure if he’d call it a kink perse’ but he sure did love taking photos of you post sex. There was just this level of intimacy he could manage to freeze in time and he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t always be with you since his job was so demanding but this way he could play pretend. 

He was shaken from his thoughts the moment he saw your name pop on his phone. “Hi Baby” he smiled softly “I was just thinking about you”

You yawned “Stop thinking about me, and come be with me Chris” your voice, laced in sleep. 

He chuckled. “You know I would if I could”

“Then do it” you pouted, rubbing your eyes awake. “You wanna explain to me why you went on Vlive at 3am? Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“I’m working on something, I’ll go to bed as soon as I finish”

“I know you Christopher Bang. You’re not going to sleep. You’re gonna overwork yourself and make yourself sick”

“Baby please… I don’t wanna fight… I just wanna hear your voice”

“I don’t wanna fight either” you pouted, sitting up in your bed, pressing your back against your headboard. “I wanna make love to my boyfriend so hard he has no choice but to sleep... I wanna cover him in kisses and cuddles... I just want you home”

He smiled to himself “I want that...”

“Then come home…” you whispered quietly, part of you wishing he didn’t hear you just to avoid another argument. He released a heavy sigh, raking his hand through his hair. His frustration was so obvious, and his nurturing self sacrificial personality was getting the best of him. “Chris..?”

“Hm?” he answered absently. 

“I’m going on a strike.” your tone light to try and distract him from his souring mood, he could practically hear you pout.

He chuckled bemused by your antics. “Oh? And what are your demands?”

“I demand you have a full nights of sleep, a mental health day, and a night of cuddles, and until you comply with my demands I’m going on a sleep strike”

“Baby.” his voice stern. “Go to bed.”

You smirked, making yourself comfortable “No.” 

“Don’t make me-”

“What? Come home and force me to go to bed? That would mean you’d have to acknowledge that sleep is important and for you to get out of the studio”

“I’m not having this conversation again. I have to get back to work, Good night Baby-”

“Chris… don’t just go…”

“Go to bed. I love you” he hung up the phone before rubbing his temples, his shoulders slumping.

In protest against your boyfriend you stayed up a little longer busying yourself with scrolling through your social media. You were probably at it for about an hour before the sound of your front door opening scared you out of your daze.

You hopped out of bed and grabbed your bat behind your door. Slowly opening the door you prepared to swing your bat at the figure. “Ahhh! What are you doing?!” Chris yelled, catching a glimpse of you winding up your swing. Hearing a familiar yell you released a heavy sigh, and lowered your bat. 

“Chris!? What are you doing here?!” you flipped on a light switch and slumped from the adrenaline. 

“Why do you have a bat? You don’t play baseball?” he placed his hand over his racing heart. 

And then it dawned on your that after weeks of working your boyfriend was finally in front of you in the flesh. Dropping the bat you ran into his arms. Luckily his reflexes were still as sharp as ever as he caught you. “You’re home!” you beamed. 

“I’m home” he chuckled, holding you up in his arms and carrying you into the bedroom. He took a seat at the foot of your bed, holding you on his lap. Cupping your face he pulled you into a sweet kiss. You could taste the familiar watermelon juice on his lips as he deepened it. His hand tangling itself in your hair as he kissed you. You gasped into it, playfully biting his bottom lip while eyeing him. “Mmm… I missed this” he whispered huskily against your skin. His dark brown eyes taking in all of you. “You still haven’t explained to me why you have a bat” he chuckled. 

“Oh it was a gift from Seungmin and Minho since they worried about me living alone” 

His eyes softened as he looked at you. Part of that broke his heart. He loved that his members took care of you, like you were their own sister. Felix often told him how he’d help you run errands to the grocery store, or Changbin would walk you home from work late at night when he couldn't leave the studio. But this cut a little deeper. You didn’t live alone. You lived with him. The two of you got this apartment together. And yet his presence there was fleeting. 

“Chris?” you frowned, smoothing out the furrow in his brow, evidence of his overthinking. 

“You know I love you right?”

“Of course I do” you frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“I just think I've been doing a shit job at showing it...But I do love you… You’re my lifeline”

“I know Chris… It’s work I understand… You have priorities”

“You are always my priority” his thumb gently caressed your cheek as he laid back into bed, pulling you into bed with him. “I love you” he whispered against your skin, peppering you with kisses, his sweet I love you's following each one. 

He tugged off your large nightshirt while continuing to worship your body with kisses. His finger tips tracing down your body, making you shiver. He cupped and massage your breast before following through with taking the hardened bud between those full beautiful lips you loved. Your head fell back into the pillows as he playfully teased you.

Removing his own shirt he tossed it haphazardly to the ground. “I love you…” he trailed his kisses lower, down your stomach, past your panties. His long, dexterous fingers disappearing inside the cotton. “You’re already so wet for me…”

“Chris it’s been so long since I could have you…” you whined. He looked up at you , a grin on his mouth as he tugged your panties off and buried his face deep inside you. His tongue delving deeper as his free hand worked your breast. He’d occasionally catch a glimpse of you. Your eyes shut in pleasure as you bit your hand to hold your moans back.

“Let me hear you… I love your voice Baby...Please?” he worked your clit over miraculously, making you so sensitive to his touch. He took out his phone seeing a familiar look on your face. You were so close. He knew that look well. “May I Babygirl?” he asked before hitting record. Whining you nodded, begging for him to continue. “Hm? What was that? I couldn’t quite catch that?” he gave you a cheeky look. 

“Chris yes, just please” your back arched against the mattress desperate to reach your orgasm, as you moved your hips to cause friction on your own.

“I got you Baby” he smiled moving his thumb against your clit a bit hard. This time he was able to record the exact moment you came. Your labored breaths getting more shallow and desperate as you inch closer, begging for him with every fiber of your being. 

He knew that this moment would be one that he’d cherished and he was glad he was able to capture your voice and watched as you came from his fingers. 

And as much as he adored these videos and photos of you there was nothing quite like the moment in real life. 

End

Just a little scene because I was so inspired by that ask I saw on @prettylixie’s page. All credit to them and that anon that planted that idea in my head and I couldn’t sleep until I wrote it.

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Livestreams

A/n: I've been dying to use this gif omg this is was such a cute request sry its a little short!

Requested by: @chubsluda​

Tag List: @distrikt9​ @mini-meanhoe​ 

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: Dating as two idols can be a difficult thing. Thankfully, coming out to the public went well for you and Hyunjin. The next step is talking to fans. Will it go well or will the public’s view of the both of you change forever?

Genre: idol!reader, romance, fluff

♫

The marketing team for my group was droning on about costs and values for the past two hours. While I usually loved any part of my job that dealt with fans, two hours of talk about money was a little boring for anyone, including the rest of my group. My best friend and the visual of our group, Minji, glanced over at me and made a silly face while the instructor’s back was turned.

Ding

My hands scrambled for my phone which I had forgotten to silence. Our leader, Sera, sent me a look before turning back to the meeting. Turning off the sound, I opened my messages to see a text from my boyfriend. I smiled looking at Hyunjin’s name. My finger swiped across the screen and opened up the message.

Hey, gorgeous!

Doing a live in the dance room 

Wanna join me <3

Tapping out a quick response I glanced up from my phone and to the PowerPoint that was being shown. Looking around the table I saw half of the girls around me were glancing down at their laps to, making me giggle.

In a meeting. Almost done. I’ll come meet you in a minute <3

The message zipped off and I flipped my phone over on my lap, turning my attention back to the front. A buzz on my lap brought my attention back to my phone. A smile fought its way onto my face seeing Hyunjin sent a selfie and a heart emoji.

“Thank you girls for your time!” The meeting came to an end and our manager checked in with us. After another five minutes, we were released to do our own things. Most of the girls went back to the dorms, instead, I chose to go upstairs to the room Stray Kids often used for practice. 

Music floated into the hallway. I stopped just outside the door to see Hyunjin dancing to NCT’s new song. My teeth dragged across my lip watching him dance. My stare couldn’t help but follow the lines his body created. 

All I could think was, “I’m so lucky.” 

Wrapping my hands around the doorknob, I pushed it open and peeked my head inside. “Helloooo,” I sang. Hyunjin turned around and ran to me, picking me up and spinning me around. After he pulled away, Hyunjin dragged me over to where is live stream set up was and sat me on the floor next to him. 

“STAY, this is my girlfriend, Y/n. Isn’t she gorgeous?” He said kissing my cheek. on instinct, I covered my face and laughed. His long fingers came to my wrist, pulling my hands away. “You may know her from 7SOUL, the girl group.” He nudged my shoulder and I waved to the camera. 

“Hello, I am Y/n, 7SOUL’s vocal sunshine!” 

Hyunjin mimicked a heart attack and fell back on the floor. “AHHH TOO CUTE!” I laughed, pulling Hyunjin back up, his head burying itself in my shoulder. His hand lazily reached for his phone, which had the live stream playing. “Why don’t we read the comments and answer some questions?” Hyunjin said, voice partially muffled by my hair. 

He handed me his phone and let me scroll through comments. Most of it was just fans gushing about how cute Hyunjin was with me. He did look completely content just sitting with his head on my shoulder and holding my hand. “How long have you two been dating?” The comment was the first question I saw. 

This made Hyunjin sit straight up. “Okay. She says we’ve been dating for six months. I say we’ve been dating for seven.” He was very passionate about this subject. 

“Jinnie, you leaving takeout in front of my dorm with cute notes and then running away does not count as dating.” 

“I paid for dinner! It counts!” He exclaimed, pulling me into his lap, exasperated. “Okay, next question.” He hugged my stomach from behind and watched the comments pop up on his phone. “Ooo. That one.” He said seeing a particular question.

“What is your favorite thing to do as a couple?” There were so many things I loved to do with Hyunjin. One of my favorites was taking naps with him and Kkami on days off. But, that probably wasn’t exciting enough to say. “Hmm...I like going shopping with you.” He smiled and listened to me talk. “Hyunjin is the best to go shopping with. And we always go out to eat at the best places after.”

Hyunjin nodded and took the phone from me. His brows furrowed together in thought when I asked him the same question. “Umm....This.” Confidently he leaned in and kissed my lips. Hyunjin had no shame whatsoever. He grinned seeing my cheeks flush. 

The comments went crazy and I could only imagine the screenshots that were going to be posted later today. Hyunjin and I answered more questions and talked with his fans. “Do you plan on moving in together?” A fan asked through the comment section. I shrugged and looked to Hyunjin for the answer. We had certainly talked about it, but there were no plans being made.

“Actually I just bought an apartment and I was going to ask Y/n to move in with me.” My eyes went wide and I turned around to look at him. He shrugged and gave me an innocent smile, bits of blonde hair falling in front of his eys. “What?” Hyunjin poked my side and I glanced at the camera which was still live.

So this was his plan all along. Get me on his live stream in front of his fans so I couldn’t say ‘no’. “Is Kkami coming with us?” Hyunjin scoffed and rolled his eyes with a smile

“Duh. Of course.” 

A knock echoed the room and a loud voice entered. “WHAT’S UP, LOVEBIRDS?” Jisung screamed tackling Hyunjin. Jinnie pushed him off with a smile and Jisung waved to the camera, pulling down his mask. His friend turned to me. “So, did he ask you yet?” 

Hyunjin hid his face in my shoulder. “Yes, he did.”

“Finally. Now we can kick his ass out of the dorm.” I laughed and ran my hand through Hyunjin’s soft blonde hair as he hid from embarrassment. After a few more minutes of talking with Jisung and all three of us dancing to some girl group songs, we ended the live stream and Jisung left us to go back to their dorm. 

“I can’t believe you.” 

Hyunjin shrugged and kissed my hand. “Was it not cute?” He draped an arm over my shoulder and we walked out the back of the building to his car. Like a gentleman, he opened the door for me before running around to the driver’s seat.

“What would you have done if I said no?” He shrugged and started the car. Hyunjin was impossible sometimes, but I couldn’t help the smile that spread on my face. “I’m excited to see it.” I let my hand lace with his as we came to a stoplight. 

“You wanna see it? I have the keys with me.” 

Excitedly I nodded and Hyunjin drove to the apartment. We spent the rest of the night eating take out on the floor of our new apartment and watching little videos fans had already posted of us. I had to admit, I was one lucky girl.

♫

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[katsuflossy]

Misguided Spark

Pairing: Kaminari Denki x black reader

TW: Suggestive themes, some obscenities, Becky

A/n: Why do I always get inspired by Tiktoks 😭😭 but anyways I’ve been giving Mr Bakugo wayy too much attention and neglecting our shocky boy Denki. So please enjoy!!! 💕

P.S. credit to my bb @iiminibattlehero for giving me a title when my brain was pooped😣

You’ve been with Denki for two years. After joining Uravity’s agency, you’ve met the bolt of lightning that struck through your beautiful black heart (this was after many failed pickup lines and one failed date that resulted in your favorite shirt getting seared off.) Denki did nothing to conceal you, in fact, he showed you off despite your protests; the few couples photos on his Instagram told the story of your love life—not secret but it’s none of your business. 

So why do his fans pair him up with every other hero?!

You would’ve understood if he was shipped with his friends and other heroes in the Big Leagues; your reputation being Uraraka’s sidekick had granted you some fame but you hadn’t reached the big pond yet. 

However, his mass of fans and reporters paired him with everyone under the sun—heroes and sidekicks alike—except you. Just last week Mina nearly choked out a reporter because he trailed her during her patrol, asking what she and Chargebolt did last night. Who knew a simple drink with close friends would spread like wildfire over the news. Oh, not to mention you were there too, holding Kaminari’s hand and laying your head on his shoulder. Your brown face and body had been cut out from every magazine seen the next day. The picture of Mina and Kaminari at an older drink night resurfaced on your timeline, showing Mina slapping his back as he choke-laughed on some beer. 

You didn’t tell Denki your insecurities about the whole world romanticizing him with other very pale—except for Mina’s case—heroes. You can picture his exact laugh, his hand falling on your cheek while affirming you had nothing to worry about. You’re his lovely lady forever and always. 

However, tonight was a different kind of irritation.

The bedroom finally fell quiet, your steamy session released the sexual tension during today’s joint practice. Kaminari’s eyes followed your heavenly molded ass all around the gym, and your own followed his nicely sculpted back when it was angled in your peripheral view. The deed was done now. Your finger made pointless drawings on his naked chest as you laid against his stomach, looking thoughtlessly up at him and his blonde glory. Two nude bodies curled against each other in comfortable silence.

At least that was the case until your phone pinged due to a notification. Your phone glowed the Twitter symbol, the only app you used to keep up with the hero scene and news. One glance at the title and you wished you had put your phone on Do Not Disturb.

Chargebolt's with a civilian fiancee?! Read more about the Electric hero dating top American chef, Becky Gudhear, and their secret relationship.

Your lips formed a scowl at the picture. The blond female chef was entering a car as Denki held her umbrella above her head, the rain clattering against the umbrella as he smiled at the lady. Only for you to remember the next two minutes after the photo was taken; Denki snatched you up, running through the rain as both screamed in delight. 

You shot up from his muscular chest, the middle of your brows creased and your brown thumb scrolled through the hashtags. Denki looked at you before going on his own phone.

Deku’s ratty shoes @noticemesemmpai: “I didn’t know Denki liked white girls *this goes completely with my fantasy*”

Ground zero’s harem girl @otakuforevaava: “Not him cheating on Mina.”

Ground zero’s harem girl #2 @lemmebiteacrumbofdatass: “@otakuforevaava Nah, he’s with Jiro. Did y’all not see when she gave him that hug?”

Your eyes darted from one ship to another, none ever mentioning you, before throwing your phone on the mattress. You swung your legs over the edge of the bed, removing yourself from its comfort to pace around the room in frustration. Denki cocked a brow at your strange behavior; you weren’t usually this upset and if you were, you’d simply just watch baby videos until you perked up. The screen glowed through the mattress despite being faced down, holding the secret of your furrowed eyebrows and sharp glare. He took up the phone, showing all the news outlets, fan mentions, and titles creating a relationship not with his black girlfriend but with some random lady that he helped out of the kindness of his heart. 

“Damn, they’re really going bonkers over this one act of kindness. Is Chivalry that dead?”

“As dead as their brains are.” You grumbled out, flopping back on to the edge of the bed.

“It’ll die out in a week. Give or take.” 

“Or not at all. They always come back when they spot you 6 feet from this lady, then resurface this same picture or even better crop me out and photoshop her in it!” Your outburst was met with silence and a wide-eyed, very concerned lighting wielder. 

“...but it’s cool tho.” 

“(Y/n)? Why didn’t you tell me this’d been hurting you?” Your gaze averted to your fingers, twiddling as your embarrassment heated your cheeks.

“I didn’t want to because I thought you’d think I was silly for thinking like that. Plus, I was the one that told you that being with a superhero like you will make me look like a whore trying to climb the ranks.”

“Silly? Baby, I nearly threw your teddy bear across the room because it was looking at your ass too much. If anything I’m the silly one.”

“You didn’t nearly throw Parker across the room, you did throw him across the room.” Two pairs of eyes went to the slumped bear at the opposite corner of the room. It’s patched tongue ratty due to the force it was a victim to.

“... And I’d do it again.” Your attempt to sigh only released the giggle in your throat as Denki continued.

“And baby? Fuck what these tabloids are saying. You’re a skillful fighter and Ochaco’s number one sidekick! If that isn’t a fine, brave, amazing woman then I don’t know what is.” Your body tingled in warmth, unable to hide the physical effects of his compliments as wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him straight on his lips.

“Thank you Denki, I really needed to hear that.” 

“Oh, I’m not done yet.” He moved out of your embrace, kneeling to set his phone up on the bedside table. The lamp was used as support, showing the front camera the entirety of the room. 

“Denki? What are you doing?”

“Don’t worry doll, just sit there and look pretty.” He continued to tap against the screen before a familiar symbol popped up.

Tiktok, one of Denki’s favorite apps, met your eyes as it began to start up. Denki was one of the only pro heroes on Tiktok, which garnered him 5.5 million followers, and at least a million views each video he made. He swiped and scrolled until his eyes lighted up.

“Go put on my shirt. I don’t want them seeing any parts of you only for my pleasure.” You raised an eyebrow at the request but still complied. 

“Now come here, sexy.” Your footsteps hesitantly approached his side of the bed, unknowing about what scheme he made up in his brain. You stopped right where the camera couldn’t see you but you were too far for his liking, so he grabbed the plush of your thigh, pulling you close enough to bury his nose into your flesh. 

“That’s more like it. You ready?” 

“Denki I swear to God you better answer me. What are we doing—”

He tapped the screen, unaffected by your threat, and began to record. The beat was all too familiar before your eyes widened and your face erupted in heat. Sex Talk?!

“Aye uh...ahhh.” He wasted no time getting into character, sticking his tongue out as he winked at the camera. Your melanin-rich thigh stared back at you through the phone, making it known that the leg Denki held indeed belonged to a black person. His hand, under the shirt, kept firm on the back of your thigh to ensure that you stayed within the frame as he continued his Tiktok.

“Aye, bad bitch tastes like cherry kiwi, real big titties these double DDs.” He sings out the song, pointing to your very exposed thigh. Your face hot, the thought of this going online burned your face with not only embarrassment but also excitement. You buried your face in your hands as Denki skimmed your leg with his nose.

“Mwah…” He pressed his lips against your flesh, the epicenter sending tingling waves through your body as he looked straight up at you. His eyes twinkled with mischief as the sound ended. He grabbed the phone before you could reach it, hitting ‘post’ before you could snatch it out of his hand.

“Denki! Your PR manager is so going to kill me.” You scrolled through his phone frantically; it was already pinging with likes and comments from the video posted just 10 seconds ago.

He plucked the phone from your hands and placed it down on the table.

“Never mind that baby girl. The song said a bad bitch tastes like cherry kiwi and I suddenly forgot how that taste. Maybe I should sample you again…” Without ceasing he pressed his lips against yours, ready to start the night off again. 

(H/n)’s footstool @blackshipper: @theeofficialy/n this you? *Chargebolt’s new TikTok*

Chargebolt and (h/n) sittin in a tree @comegetyalljuice: I fucking knew it! (h/n)’s living our Chargebolt fantasy.

Stream Sex Talk by Megan @kpophoebutnotondalow: If your man ain’t kissing up your thigh like Chargebolt did with (h/n), is he even your man?

Mirko’s left rabbit foot @westanMirko: Guys, that’s not @theeofficialy/n, that’s Mirko duh…

You rolled your eyes at the tweet before scrolling through the rest of them. Denki’s chest raised and lowered as he looked through his own phone. Suddenly, you received an email notification. Your eyes widened as you read its body.

“Denki! Some talk show wants us to come in and talk about our relationship. They finally recognize that I’m your partner!” He craned his neck to face you, offering a smirk at your excitement.

“Good, that’ll show Parker who you’re real man is!” The teddy bear stayed in the corner it was thrown, now laying on its side, looking solemnly at the bed. 

“You’re annoying.”

“You still love me though.” A smile spanned your face as you inched closer to Denki’s. Your lips met his in a soft embrace before withdrawing. 

“Yeah, I do.”

[lustfordespair]

Crimson & Clover [ Peter Quill X Reader ]

Note: This story takes place after Endgame! (Y/N) has been with the Guardians since the ending of the movie, she was originally with the Avengers but she wanted to travel with Earth's Mightiest Hero, Thor. Over time after looking for Gamora, they choose to take a break, thus developing (Y/N) and Peter's.. unspoken thing. Their bond grows quite close over time and soon closer once Quill finds out her love for old music. Also, I have this story posted on Wattpad as well, but it’s with an oc, so I made a reader one on here:) Anyways, enjoy the story!

They travelled peacefully in the Milano, Nebula relaxing in the corner next to (Y/N) whilst Rocket, Drax, Groot, Mantis, and Thor made casual conversation, sometimes bullying Quill and stating that Thor was better than him (which that comment was mostly made by Rocket ) Quill would ignore the animal, focused on piloting the spacecraft.

"So (Y/N), how was life on Earth? You were there longer than Quill, correct?" Mantis asked the (H/C), (Y/N) sat up and formed a smile on her face, "Aha, yes correct. Life on Earth has changed a lot since Quill was last there. Walkmans turned into spotify and cameras turned into iphones. Music has changed a lot since then too." She answered. Mantis nodded as she got her responses.

"I bet you don't even know the amazing way music used to be. 70's / 80's are the best and always will be." Quill stated, "I find music in general quite annoying at times, I enjoy the silence." Thor spoke. Peter rolled his eyes, which stated he didn't care for a response from him.

(Y/N) stood up and made her way to the speakers of the Milano and connected the Ipod she still had from Terra, soon music made it's way through the speakers, it blasted modern day music, she played a Lady Gaga song as a joke, to be specific 'Paparazzi' Quill put the Milano in auto-pilot immediately and got up.

"Wha-What kind of music is this?" he shouted, "You've just proven my statement to be correct, (Y/N) ." The woman ignored him and playfully sang along with the song, the walked towards Nebula and laid on her, dramatically singing the song which caused Mantis and Thor to chuckle. "You look like an idiot!" Rocket stated as soon as he bursted into laughter. "Why thank you very much!" She replied. She quickly got of Nebula, lucky enough that she was able to lay there even for a second. Quill simply rolled his eyes, crossed his arms, and chuckled at the dork she was being "Got any better music than that?" he questioned.

(Y/N) smiled, staring up at the man, "Well I do indeed as a matter of fact, maybe something you'd like." she grabbed the Ipod and scrolled through it, finding one of her most favorite songs in the world.

Ahhh

Now I don't hardly know her..

She started swaying to the music and singing it softly to herself, whilst the rest of the Guardians went to their rooms, knowing there was some type of chemistry going on between the two, before Groot heads out, she grabs the teenage plant by the hand and begins to dance with him. Rocket, Mantis, and Drax staying behind watching them.

But I think I could love her

Crimson and clover..

(Y/N) kept dancing with the plant who was confused but yet enjoyed the attention, Drax walks up next to Quill and whispers to him, saying words he once said before , "There are those who dance and there are those who do not. (Y/N) does. You do. The two of you are equally pathetic." Mantis walks up towards the two and places a hand on Quill's, "I can tell you do have romantic feelings for her, why don't you go for it?" she asked.

The man removed his hand from Mantis' touch and sighed, "But.. Gamora." he spoke, being cut off by a surprising Nebula, "This Gamora is different Quill. She does not remember you or anything that happened after 2014, sadly all we know she is was snapped away with Thanos or the simple fact.. she does not want to be found if she is hiding this hard." The three looked at Nebula, surprised she would even make a statement in this situation.

Mantis made her way towards (Y/N) and Groot, tapping the male on the shoulder, signaling him to move, with that and no hesitation Mantis began dancing with (Y/N), with the only intention to touch her hand.

Ah,

when she comes walking over

Now I've been waiting to show her..

While (Y/N) was confused why the lady danced with her, Mantis touched her hand, realizing the (H/C) felt the same way towards Quill, perhaps even stronger feelings. "Do you like Peter?" she asked, (Y/N) dumbfounded by the question, blush appearing on her face, "I-If I'm being honest, I like like him a lot and I wouldn't really tell that to anyone but you." Mantis smiled brightly, stopped dancing with the girl and walked away, whispering to the male, "She feels the same." with that comment, the rest left and Quill watched as she danced alone as if no one was watching.

Crimson and clover..

Over and over..

Quill slowly walked up to her, "May I?" he asked, she nodded, placing her hand on his shoulder and one in his hand while he placed the other on her waist. The two danced peacefully together, swaying to the music.

Yeah

My, my such a sweet thing..

(Y/N) didn't once look Peter in the eye, she was still blushing from the question Mantis asked and over the fact she was dancing with the man she found really attractive, charming, and dorky. Peter couldn't help but stare down at her, she was much shorter than him, a small smile formed on his face. Ever since they lost Gamora and were unable to find the 2014 Gamora, Quill hasn't felt very much happy unless he was around (Y/N). He'd be lying if he said he didn't like her, hell maybe even love her after the time and bond they've created together, but he still felt his heart belonged to the Gamora who was no longer with them.

"Hey" the man spoke, causing (Y/N) to finally lift her head up at him, making direct eye contact. It was weird, Quill never felt this way towards anyone besides... you know who. When the 5'4 girl looked up at him, into his eyes, he couldn't but think about how cute she is. Then he remembers Drax's words, 'There are those who dance and those who do not' then Nebula's, 'This Gamora is different Quill, she does not remember you or anything that happened after 2014.' The man then thought to himself, the fact that Gamora cared about him and the fact he was sure she wouldn't want him moping around all the time and missing her. "Quill?" the girl spoke softly, his attention brought back to her, the words that came out of his mouth was something he or (Y/N) didn't expect him to say, "You're so beautiful.." his voice was soft, like hers, maybe even emotional as well.

Although the two knew each other for a couple months, (Y/N) could imagine a future with the man dancing with her, perhaps she was thinking too far, "I'm sorry?" she asked with a confused look, her eyebrow raised and her lips pressed to a thin line. The two kept dancing, "I, uh, said you're very beautiful." He repeated. Peter loved Gamora, now here he his falling for the woman standing before him, at times he would find himself admiring her curves, the way her dimples formed when she smiled, how adorable she was when she laughed, and even the way her hair would fall down after she removed her ponytail after a battle or some sort. He felt no hope for Gamora, the Gamora he knew was gone and the one that exists now.. doesn't remember him or anything else after. So, he decided to give this a shot.

I wanna do everything..

"Listen, (Y/N), I-I like you. A lot even.." he began, "I like you so much I don't know what to do..if I'm being honest, I wanna be with you but I can't help but think about-" "Gamora?" she cut him off, truthfully she expected this, "Yes.. Gamora. But then I have Mantis telling me to go for it, Nebula saying the Gamora today doesn't remember me or anything that happened after 2014 and that if we still have yet to find her, she probably doesn't wanna be found. Even Drax saying how equally pathetic we are." he removed himself from her, standing there, no longer dancing.

The music still played, "And I have Rocket making fun of me for adoring you, Thor constantly teasing me, along with Mantis telling me to go for it." she confessed. After realizing she basically confessed her feelings towards the man, she sighed crossing her arms, "Look, it's all your choice Quill. If you want to give this, us, a shot. I'm not going to force you." (Y/N) turned and began to walk away to her room.

Before she fully exited, Peter grabbed her by the wrist, turning her around and placing a soft desperate kiss on her lips. (Y/N) was shocked but soon found herself returning the kiss.

What a beautiful feeling..

Crimson and clover

Over and over..

The dirty blonde male pulled away, "I do. I do wanna give this a shot." he admitted. "Like I really REALLY wanna give us a shot, you have no idea how bad I want to (Y/N), I just-" the woman placed a finger on his lips and giggled softly, "Shut up and kiss me again, Star-Lord." Once he heard her say that, he immediately kissed her again.

Crimson and clover

Over and over

Crimson and clover

Over and over

"Wanna maybe, I dunno, head to my room?" he asked, winking at her. Knowing what he was obviously implying, she rolled her eyes and replied, "Sure. But my only limit is cuddling Quill, nothing else." Peter sighed, "You called me Star-Lord man.. come on that's like my automatic turn on." (Y/N) simply grabbed his hand and walked towards his sleeping quarters, "Cuddles and kisses." she repeated then whispered, "Maybe something else if you get lucky enough in the future.." Peter blushed and smiled like an idiot, he knew he was gonna enjoy this girl and he knew he made the correct choice of giving this a chance.

Crimson and clover

Over and over

Crimson and clover

Over and over

And like (Y/N), Quill could see a whole future with this woman in front of him.

[shhhlikeme]

Love you writing and your sooo pretty like holly crap (god really do be picking favorites) ANYWAYS. Can you do a request with a reader that is super grumpy and clingy in the mornings please. Do it with what ever character you want I dont have a preference. Love you bby😘😘

Nishinoya Yuu x Needy & Grumpy S/O In The Morning 🤣

(slight NSFW)

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A/N: Awwwwww merci cherie, je taime aussi 💛 Whichever characters I want ahhh okieeee I did Noya here and I’ll probably do a part two with Toshi and a fluffy one with Hinata after I finish my reqs! Lmk if you’re feeling it!

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Noya:

At 8am, your bf woke up to a call from his best friend yelling at him to get his ass up

Noya told him to fuck off because his alarm was going to wake him up anyway, and Tanaka said ‘good’ and hung up

begrudgingly, Noya got up in your apartment while you were still asleep and dragged his feet into the attached bathroom to your bedroom to get ready and shower

Once his brain caught up with his actions he raced out of the bathroom to return to the bed just to kiss your sleeping figure on the cheek and lift the covers up a bit like he always does🥺

He took an extra second to stare at your beautiful sleeping face and he just did the sign of the cross and pointed to God because it is only by his grace that you shared a bed with him last night

Nishi turned on the shower in your en suite, leaving the door open because you said you love the way his body wash smells

A few minutes later, you woke up to the scent you love. You didn’t know why, but you were feeling upset and very needy (in more ways than one) this morning for absolutely no reason

All you knew was that you wanted your new bf of 2 weeks to make you feel better like he always does.

Not understanding why he’s up so early when he literally never wakes up before 1, you check your phone to check the date.

No! You smacked your bed sheets in dramatic anguish. Today is the day Nishi promised to meet Tanaka and Ennoshita all day to plan Hisashi’s big surprise birthday party. They were travelling to some beach house 2 hours away to see how it looks. Great.

Good for those man-children, you thought

They can all bite me tbh, you thought

So Ennoshita and Tanaka really think that they can just take your man away from you when you woke up moody for no reason all so they can get him to help them do something that’s completely fair? HOW DARE THEY!

They better think again!!!

Because you needed your man today, period

Noya was your boyfriend and you could swear Tanaka thought he was his sometimes

Well not really but that’s what the grumpy side of your mind told you this morning

You hear the pipe turn off and you hear your boyfriend get out of the shower and move around, doing God knows what in there but whatever it is he’s taking too long 😠

Sitting up on your butt in the darkness you looked around the dark room and then crossed your arms like a baby.

You yelled your boyfriends name.

Noya stumbled out the open bathroom door with his toothbrush and foam still in his mouth and his hair down.

“Ya, babe?”

He only had a towel wrapped around his wet torso and you liked it.

you glared at him for no reason.

“I don’t want you to go anywhere today.” You sneered.

He smirked because you looked so freaking cute. “Love, I told you already that I promised the guys that I would—“

“Let’s have sex instead, Noya. All day.” You stated: matter of fact.

Your boyfriend’s eyebrows raised so high they disappeared under his bangs. You’d only made love a handful of times and every time he wanted to go again you were dead asleep then one of you had to go, so hearing you say this was a lot for him to handle where ‘holding himself back’ was concerned.

Noya went back inside the bathroom and quickly finished brushing his teeth so you couldn’t see him from where you sat on the bed. In between spit and rinse he called out to you, “Don’t do this to me, Y/N. You’re not being fair saying something like that since you know the guys will kill me.”

Noya had already mentally fought down his morning wood today and the idea of having sex with you all day instead of being with his friends was like, all he ever wanted to do forever. Not that he didn’t love his friends—actually, he adored them and frankly spoiled them with his attention.... but the feeling of being inside your tight, wet, gripping walls????? There was no debate about it: it was the best feeling in the world.

Just then and as if he had implanted a microchip in his brain, Noya’s phone lit up with a second FaceTime call from his best friend Ryu. Noya dried his hand and swiped left to answer.

He immediately put his index finger to his lips as to say ‘be quiet’ because you were outside this bathroom.

Noya turned down the volume to a level only he could hear anyway, knowing how loud his friend was.

On the screen was Ryu and Ennoshita in the apartment the 3 boys shared. Ryu obviously propped the phone up on the wall so that Noya could see the two boys also brushing their teeth in their his & his bathroom.

As expected, Ryu yelled but it came out quietly through Yuu’s low volume, “NOYA, DO NOT LET Y/N SEDUCE YOU INTO STAYING. ONE HOT BABE IS NOT MORE IMPORTANT THAN OUR BOY FROM HIGH SCHOOL, MAN. AND I KNOW THAT BI—I MEAN THAT CHICK WILL TRY IT.”

Ennoshita was calm as usual, standing beside Tanaka. He asked him to rinse before he got toothpaste everywhere. “YN is pretty important too, Tanaka. That’s Noya’s new and first girlfriend, remember?” Ennoshita rolled his eyes as Tanaka spun in the air in exasperation.

“ENNOSHITA WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON DUUUDE ?!” Tanaka looked back at the camera. “Tell him, Noya. Tell him cause he wasn’t there. He didn’t see that night when Y/N walked in the bar and had all the guys buying her drinks. She just asked Noya once if he knew where the bathroom was and 💥 BAM. Noya was following her around like a sick puppy.”

Noya deadpanned. “That’s not true—“

it was totally true

“YOU CAN SAY ITS NOT TRUE ALL YOU WANT NOYA BUT THE TRUTH STILL REMAINS: HOT GIRLS ARE SIMULATIONALOUSLY THE MOST POWERFUL AND EVIL CREATURES IN THE WORLD.”

Ennoshita looked at him like wtf.... “Simulationalously?” Chikara rolled his eyes again. “You mean simultaneously.”

“WHATEVER, ‘DAD!’ YOU WIN THE SPELLING BEE TODAY ?!”

Noya opened his mouth to finally say something, but before he could he heard you call him from the bed.

“Oh Noyaaaa.....?”

Nishinoya heard your lovely voice coo him sexily, knowing he would clue in on your sexual innuendo.

“Crap. SEE ENNOSHITA?! SHE’S STARTING! NOYA — DO NOT GO! NO SEDUCTION ZONE, BRO!”

“Noyaaaaa baby?”

You cooed again, this time more playfully seductive.

Noya followed the sweet sound of your voice like he was in a trance, going to the edge of the door only as a precaution so that he could hear you better but not see you.

“Y-yes babe?” He asked shakily.

“I need your help with something baby....mmmm.” 🥺

With his phone still in his hand, Noya shut his eyes. His chest moved up and down noticeably as his breathing increased.

“Well damn.” Ennoshita finally looked at the camera now with wide eyes. “Is that Y/N? She even sounds hot.”

Noya opened one eye and nodded at his father-like friend.

Tanaka whined, “She’s hot as fuck, to be honest. Which is why she’s so powerful. Hey, give me your phone I’ll show you her Instagram.” Explained Tanaka. Ennoshita did and Tanaka pulled it up in a second, handing the phone back to his roommate.

After a second of scrolling Noya heard an, “Oh my God...” as Chikara ran a hand through his hair.

Tanaka nodded. “Yep! And that is exactly why we need to get our boy out of there safely before she engulfs him and turns him into her own personal robot! Before she realizes that she has him wrapped around her pretty little finger!” Tanaka pointed to Noya through the camera. “We have a party to plan, NOYA! I made an appointment with the venue and everything!”

Noya straightened his shoulders, agreeing completely with what his best friend was warning him of. “Right.” He finally whispered, determined now. “I double pinky swore that I’d be there.” Nishi nodded.

“Right! Exactly! That’s my Noya, my best buddy!”

“Noyaaaa.....I really need your help....”

Your slight moan that followed your call made Noya bite the knuckle of his index finger immediately to keep himself from running over to you because of how alluring your voice was.

On the phone, Tanaka spoke up: “Don’t go out there, man......”

Noya thought of something scary. “But Tanaka, my clothes are out there!”

Tanaka shook his head. “Who cares??! I’ll buy you new clothes. Just go downstairs and we will pick you up. Don’t look back just run. Just run—“

The three boys were silenced when they heard a loud moan coming from the bed. It was your moan that you raised your voice for, in hopes of that reaction precisely.

Noya couldn’t help himself anymore, he slowly peaked out from behind the bathroom door to see what you were doing.

And what you were doing should be downright illegal, as far as Noya or Tanaka were concerned.

What Noya saw was you laying on your bed, the sheets only up to your hip bones. You were only wearing a purple bra that had the straps falling off your gorgeous shoulders. Your eyes were closed as you were biting your lower lip. As much as Noya wanted to keep staring at your to-die-for rack and beautiful face, Noya’s eyes were glued to a movement however, which was you moving your hand in a steady rhythm under the sheets. Your hand was between your legs of course and you had a look of ecstasy on your face. Even though your lower half was completely covered by the sheets, it didn’t take a genius to know what you were doing.

The now-older second years on FaceTime couldn’t see anything from where Nishi held his phone but they sure could guess what was happening in that room from the look on Noya’s face!

“Mmmmmm.....yes.....”

After a minute of peeping, when Noya looked back at his phone screen all he could see was a closeup of Tanaka and Ennoshita’s ears because they clearly were desperate to hear more of his girlfriend’s antics. Your bf turned back to look at you when your voice mounted again.

“Oh Noya, I want it harder, baby, harder...”

Noya couldn’t feel his limbs. You made him so horny he was numb.

“This feels almost as good as the real thing, baby, but it’s not nearly enough......”

Noya screamed internally, feeling like he was at a crossroads. A crossroad where one side’s sign said ‘FRIENDS’ and the other sign said ‘REALLY? WE’RE PRETENDING YOU AINT COMIN’ THIS WAY? 😑’

As Noya stood at the metaphorical crossroads, you kept it up.

“Yes, Noya, I want the real thing.... I want it over and over again today.....As long as it’s the real—“

You broke your speech to moan.

“—As long as it’s the real thing, Noya. I want the real thing..... Mmmmmm Senpai—“

“Fuck!” Shouted Tanaka on Facetime as he slammed his fist on the counter in anger. “She fucking got him!”

Noya looked down at his phone and he could see his best friend cradling his head in his hands in defeat. Tanaka looked at Noya once and he knew it was game over. Ryu shook his head. “Just go, Noya. The hot chicks of the world win again for today. I’ll uh....I can reschedule our venue appointment.”

Noya started involuntarily bouncing as he looked at his friend from inside the bathroom. “A-are you guys s-su-sure bec-because I-I think I can st-still run out and—“

Getting irritated, you shouted at your boyfriend. Not knowing that your mad voice was a turn on for him too.

“Noya-senpai, If you come now I’ll do that thing you like with my tong—“

“COMINGG!!!!” Noya yelled as he tossed his towel and phone to the opposite end of the bathroom in a hurry. Take a guess where he went.

With the towel now over their vision, Tanaka and Ennoshita looked to and from eachother in awe.

“Soooooo.....does Y/N have any friends that look like her or..?”

Tanaka flicked his roommate on the head. “Shut up. Come on, you’re buying me breakfast.”

Ennoshita grimaced. “Why me?!”

“Because I’m really upset, Chikara. Duh! And you’re practically mine and Noya’s father!”

Ennoshita rolled his eyes for what felt like the 20th time that morning. “Alright.” He sighed, before hanging up the FaceTime call.

[gainerfiction]

Cam Guy

"Aaannnnddd we're live..." said Dom as he began his nightly live broadcast on a popular porn website. "Bring it on boys, let's see what you got!" He exclaimed.

Dom was a top broadcaster on this site. He was 5'11" and 195 pounds with a very lean muscular build. His skin was tan and he had a slightly hairy body. His voice was deep, and slightly raspy. Dom took pride in the fact that he let his viewers take control of his broadcasts. Tonight, Dom was using a vibrating dildo that would give a strong, pulsing vibration everytime a viewer sent a donation or tip.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Rang the dildo as a viewer donated tokens.

"Oooohh fuck!" Groaned Dom, "We're off to a quick start tonight."

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz* *bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

"Oouuuggghhh! Fuck! who's the aggressive donator?!" Screamed Dom as he looked at his broadcast's chat.

Dom scrolled through his chat to the most recent donation. The tips came from an unfamiliar name, "Luvbig500."

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

"Ohhh! Thank you Luvbig500. It's always good to see some new faces, especially ones who tip."

Dom was wearing a black jockstrap that could barely contain his bulge. The dildo vibrated again, and he began rubbing his cock. Dom continued to groan as the bulge in his jockstrap grew larger.

*ding!*

Rang a notification of a new private message from Luvbig500.

"Love hearing you groan" It read.

Dom quickly typed a reply. "Thanks for the donations. Keep making me groan then ;-)"

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz* *bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Dom began to groan with pleasure.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz* *bzzzz-bzzzzzz* *bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

The dildo continued to buzz, and Dom screamed with pleasure. He removed his cock from his jockstrap, and began to jack off. The buzzing didnt let up, and Dom's body began to tremble.

*BZZZZ-BZZZZ*

Luvbig500 began tipping in higher amounts triggering the dildo to buzz at its highest level.

Dom's body was overcome with pleasure. His hands reached for something to grab, and his back arched. His dick grew more erect, and the buzzing continued.

"Dont stop!" He said as his voice quivered.

Dom continued to reach for something to grab, and arched his back more. He began to scream as he came. His load shot across the room. The buzzing halted and Dom's body collapsed.

"Holy fuck, I've never cum that hard." He said as he panted.

*ding*

An ominous private message came in from Luvbig500, "If I send something to your P.O. Box, do you promise to use it in your broadcast?"

Dom raised his weak body and typed his reply, "yeah, the address is in my description. No one has ever made me orgasm like that. I'll do anything for you."

Dom sent the message, but by the time it had sent, Luvbig500 was already offline.

As the days days went by, Dom continually checked his P.O. box. A couple fan letters, but nothing from his new viewer.

One day, Dom anxiously logged into his broadcasting profile for his nightly cam show, and checked his private messages. Luvbig500's last login showed as 4 days ago.

"Ugh, I wonder what he's going to send me. I'm so excited to try whatever it is out."

Dom went to check his P.O. box one last time before his broadcast was scheduled to start.

"Finally!" Dom exclaimed.

There was a small box in Dom's mail. There was no return address listed, but a small note was taped to the top.

"For tonight, Dom." It read

Dom quickly moved inside and opened the package. Inside was a dildo that looked similar to the vibrating one Dom had. There was also a note.

Dom opened the note and it read, "this one is more powerful, I know you'll love it."

He set aside the note and dildo, and went to his computer. It was nearly time for his cam show.

*ding*

A new private message from Luvbig500.

"Did you get it?"

"Yeah! I'm excited to try it."

"Just a fair warning, once it starts buzzing... it can be hard to want it to stop."

"Uhm... what does that mean exactly?!"

A minute went by with no reply.

"It's just very powerful is all."

Dom thought to himself. He was nervous to try the dildo if it was really that powerful, but he remembered how he felt the other night.

"Ahhh, what's the worse that could happen. Let's try this out." He replied.

It was time for Dom's cam show. He inserted his new dildo, and reached for his computer to begin his show.

"Alright, time to try something new! Luvbig500 considering how you made me cum the other night, I'm expecting this to be good!" He exclaimed to his webcam.

Dom laid back on his bed, and waited for his viewers to take control. He was wearing a white pair of bikini briefs, and already had a large bulge.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

The new dildo began vibrating and Dom let out a small yelp. He was surprised by how powerful the vibrations felt. Dom could feel a dull tingle rush through his whole body.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Dom groaned, and felt as his whole body could feel the pleasure of his new dildo.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Dom began to feel euphoric, but noticed a new sensation arising. A slight pressure was beginning to build in Dom's stomach. The pressure was slightly painful, but it was also very pleasurable.

Dom found himself enjoying the feeling. He looked at his stomach and noticed it starting to bulge slightly.

"What the hell?!" He exclaimed.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz* *bzzzz-bzzzzzz* *bzzzz-bzzzzzz**bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Many donations began coming in as Dom's viewers became infatuated with the pleasure the new dildo was giving him.

"Oughhh! Ahhh! That feels fantastic." Said Dom, as the pressure in his stomach grew more.

He looked back at his stomach, and it began to look like he had swallowed a basketball. Dom began to rub his belly, and notice that his chest was beginning to feel more swollen.

Dom reached for his computer and typed a message to Luvbig500, "what is this?! What's happening?!"

An icon showed that Luvbig500 viewed the message but didnt respond.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz* *bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Dom's body was filled with pleasure again as more donations came in. Everytime the dildo buzzed, Dom was unable to control himself. He became captive to the sensations that ran through his body.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz**bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

"Ougghhh FUCK!" He yelled.

Dom was able to escape his euphoria for a moment and began to feel his body. The pressure was building in his arms and legs now. He rubbed his body and noticed how soft he was beginning to feel. He moved his hands to his belly and was able to grab a handful of what seemed to be fresh, soft fat.

"Oh no. No. Stop. You need to stop." He said as he looked over at his webcam.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Dom panicked and reached down to the dildo to try and removed it.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz* *bzzzz-bzzzzzz**bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Dom was quickly overcome with pleasure and was unable to continue his attempt to remove the dildo.

*ding*

Luvbig500 finally responded, "remember what I said about how powerful it is? Just sit back and enjoy it, big guy :-) we're in control now."

Dom read the message and his eyes grew wide.

"Big guy! Big guy?! You're making me huge! This needs to stop!" He exclaimed to his webcam as he reached down to try and pull out the dildo.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

Dom yelped and was overcome with pleasure again.

Luvbig500 sent another message, "trying to take it out is useless. You dont have control. Just enjoy it."

Doms heart was beating rapidly, and he layed his head back as the donations began coming in faster and faster. With each donation, the pleasant feeling Dom felt grew stronger. Dom continued to let out captivated groans.

"Fuuuck, it feels so good." He said as he reached to grab his body.

Dom was becoming addicted to the sensation. The euphoria he felt helped him forget his panic, and made him only want more. Dom was now double his normal size and weight. His thighs were beginning to touch, his arms no longer had any muscular definition, his chest was billowing out and folding over his belly, and his love handles spilled out over his fully stretched underwear.

"Dont stop! Please! It feels so good." Dom belted out.

The donations were coming in nonstop, and Dom barely had time to catch his breath between every moan. His underwear was completely buried in fat and no longer visible. His belly folded over into his lap, and his love handles began to wrap around his body completely. His body was growing like a balloon. His skin was stretching beyond its limits, and now his bed was starting to creak.

Dom made an attempt to sit up, but his belly was easily growing past 60" around and prevented him from being able to pull himself up. He rolled to his side and onto his belly, and pushed himself onto his hands and knees. His stomach was inches from touching his bed.

Dom's ass now showed directly towards the camera. His underwear was ripping down the center. His skin was smooth and round. Dom's viewers grew excited at the sight of doms ass, and tipped in large donations. The dildo triggered a tremendous buzz and Dom's body instantly grew pounds of fat every second.

Dom screamed loud enough for his neighbors to hear. His belly grew and was now touching his bed. Dom's arms began to struggle to hold his growing weight.

Another set of large donations trickled in, and Doms body grew larger. Dom noticed as his arms and knees were no longer having to support his weight. His belly was growing so large that it began to lift him off his bed. Doms bed was creaking loudly.

"This has to stop." Dom thought to himself, "If I shut off the cam show, then they cant tip."

Dom reached for his computer, but his arms were growing too heavy. Dom tried to roll his body to the edge of his bed so he could reach better, but he had grown so large that he didnt even have the strength to move.

*ccrrrraaaAAAAACCCKKKKK*

Dom's bed collapsed under his tremendous weight, and fell to the floor. Dom was helpless. He couldn't stop his cam show, and there was no possible way for him to reach the dildo to pull it out.

He grew and grew as his viewers relentlessly donated. With every buzz Dom's body shook with pleasure. His fat body rippled as new pounds of fat struggled to find a place to settle. Dom was now screaming with orgasmic intensity.

By this point, Dom could no longer tell how large he was. His bed was no longer visible, and he was easily over 1000 lbs. His underwear ripped long ago, and he was now just a naked blob of fat, growing uncontrollably.

Dom's arms were pushed directly out to his side. Rolls of fat grew deeper and deeper. Dom's feet could no longer touch the floor. His body was still growing.

Dom's body could no longer take the back to back orgasms he could feel throughout his body. Dom let out an animalistic yell as he finally cam. Dom's dick was completely buried in fat, but his viewers watched as cum slowly dripped down his thighs. The donations stopped, but Dom's cam show was still live.

Dom was completely weak. He turned his head towards his computer and read his chat.

"Sooo hot"

"This guy is ginormous!"

"Is the broadcast over? Why's he still on? He came didnt he?"

Dom was unable to move, and layed helplessly as his viewers continued to comment.

*bzzzz-bzzzzzz*

The donations started back up, and Dom's body continued to grow. Dom groaned, as he realized it would never stop. His growing body was now forever in control of his viewers. Growing endlessly.

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Butterly [7]

summary How many calories does furious yelling burn?

"You little shit-stain! I call you- no answer. I go by your apartment and there's no one. I thought you were kidnapped!" A voice shouted into the phone.

"Whatever, I was trying to save phone battery so I had it on airplane mode," sighed Haku, rolling his eyes at Sakura. He sat on the armrest of the sofa. She was sprawled across the rest of it so there was nowhere else for him to sit anyway.

"You're lying! You just tweeted about how you like strawberry daifuku more than the kind with red bean," Kisame accused. Sakura shoved his thigh with her foot, mouthing the word ‘dumbass'. Haku kicked back without looking at her.

"Alright! So I was screening your calls. So what? They haven't even announced next year's placements yet. Give me a break!" Haku retorted. Sakura sighed. She could imagine Kisame turning purple in the face. She could hear him sputtering over phone. Felt some pity for the physician who had to measure his blood pressure every year.

"That's the attitude you give me after winning silver? You wouldn't shut up about getting gold and-" Kisame ranted. Haku shoved his finger in his ear, sticking his tongue out.

"Ahhh, this is exactly why I don't pick up your calls," he complained.

And as the volume escalated, Sakura slapped her hand down on the sofa. She sat up to snatch the phone out of Haku's hand.

"Calm down, Hoshigaki-san. He's with me. He came to ask me for help with his toe loop," Sakura intervened.

There was a long pause. 

"...Haruno," growled Kisame.

She had expected him to hang up on her. Then, at least, she would get some peace and quiet. Instead, Kisame launched into a fresh tirade. It was a whole new level of rage that she had been on the receiving end of many times before.

"Why the hell would you let him stay with you? You know this is a crucial time! Didn't you watch any of his programs? He's got so many things to work on and you're letting him run around like a kid at Tokyo Disneyland!" Kisame spewed. Sakura nodded like he could see her.

"And another thing. Do you know how much trouble you caused me, Haruno? Are you even a little sorry?" he continued.

"Ah. Yeah. About that. My bad, Hoshigaki-san," she managed to say.

"You could have at least let me know ahead of time, you know. Not at the press conference."

"Sorry.“

"Do you know how many more wrinkles I got just trying to put out fires? You're lucky I was there to do damage control," he went on.

"Yeah. Sorry again."

Kisame sighed. She could imagine him pinching the bridge of his nose between his two fingers. She had picked up that habit from him.

"....But are you doing okay, kid?" he then asked. Because no matter how gruff he sounded, Kisame always cared. That was what made him such a good coach. 

"I'm doing alright," Sakura answered, half-shrugging.

“You eating okay?" he interrogated her.

"Yep," Sakura said.

He sighed. The noise crackling through the speaker 

"Let me know next time you're up in Sendai. Let's have a drink, Haruno," he suggested. And then he added, "And make sure Shimizu gets back here in one piece. And don’t feed him any junk food.”

Sakura eyed Haku, who was just about to stick a potato chip in his mouth. She smacked it out of his hand.

“I got you, Coach,” she promised. 

Kisame ended the call. Sakura dropped the phone back in Haku’s waiting hand. He wiped the screen clean on  his thigh before he went back to using it.

“You know, don’t let the old man fool you. He misses you. He compares everyone to you. ‘Haruno could land this’ and ‘You think Haruno became four-time World Champion with that attitude?’” Haku imitated in a gravelly voice. He puffed his chest out, glaring. He glanced at her, studying her expression. When she finally smiled, he returned the expression.

But then his eyes popped wide open. 

“Oh. Before I forget! Gotta catch you up on that good gossip!” Haku gasped. He shoved her legs aside, sliding onto the sofa. But before she could complain about being cramped, he lifted her feet into his lap. She grabbed a throw pillow, hugging it against her stomach as she waited. 

Haku’s tongue stuck out as he scrolled through his Instagram feed.

“Okay. So, you know Harper and Gold?” he asked. He tilted his phone to show her the photo on his screen. Two blond skaters stood in the middle of the rink, arms thrown around each other.

“Yeah. The ice dancers, right? From America?” Sakura recalled. Haku shot her a look.

“Broke up.”

Sakura sighed, shrugging. “Sucks.”

“Got back together again last month,” he added. 

Her eyebrows rose. “Oh, good.”

“Broke up again two weeks ago,” Haku concluded. 

She sighed again. “Suuuucks.”

“Have you talked to Karin-chan lately?” Haku went on. Sakura shook her head. He scrolled on to another picture. The tall Russian skater was well-known for her well-curated social media profiles. She always showed off the things she ate and the fun places she went. She was also well-known for being friends with lots of other skaters. Her feed was always overflowing with selfies with other athletes. 

Haku’s thumb stopped on an older group photo. 

It was from Skate America a few years ago. Sakura eyed her ponytail in the photo and gave a little sigh. She missed having long hair. 

In the bottom right was Haku, who had taken the photo with his selfie stick. Clustered around him were several of their friends. Wedged in the middle was Karin, both her arms linked around Sakura’s neck. And to Karin’s left was another skater. His tongue stuck out, arms raised above his head.

Sakura wasn’t really close to Hozuki Suigetsu. He was an ice dancer from somewhere around Hokkaido, maybe? She had gotten to know his older brother Mangetsu pretty well during their first Japanese nationals. They had made their senior debut the same year and had stuck together during the awkward photo-ops and banquets at the end of the events. 

Haku pointed at Suigetsu’s face. And then Karin’s.

“Oh, yeah. Totally doing it,” Sakura replied, voice flat. She had suspected it for quite some time now.

“Right? No one else will believe me,” groaned Haku. 

“Also- oh my god I can’t believe you weren’t there at the Worlds. You’ll never guess what Chock was wearing to the party,” he sighed. Cheek in her hand, Sakura settled in to listen. She watched Haku roll his eyes and throw his hands in the air. Pitching his voice to better imitate the people. 

“And did you know? HE moved. They’re not skating in Sendai anymore,” Haku suddenly told her. 

Sakura cracked an eye open. “Who? Lord Voldemort?”

Haku slapped his hands down on her calves. Not hard enough for it to hurt. 

“No! HIM. Kaguya Kimimaro,” Haku snapped. “Apparently he wanted to expose his student to different kinds of skating. So I hear he moved her home rink to St. Petersburg.” 

“Oh,” Sakura said, nodding. But the lack of enthusiasm in her voice was obvious. Haku narrowed his eyes. 

“Maybe we could ask Karin-chan to run him over with a snowmobile or something,” he muttered. 

Sakura pinched his cheek. He swatted her hand away.

"You know, I could tell when he moved. The clouds parted and the children sang. That's when I knew that a great evil had departed Sendai," Haku said. Sakura smacked his arm. Throwing her legs aside, he slid off the sofa to sit on the floor instead. 

"Oh, don't exaggerate, Haku. It was mostly good before it got bad," Sakura sighed. She watched him glaring down at his phone. Craning over Haku's shoulder, she found him stalking an Instagram page. He paused on one of the photos.

It was taken almost five years ago. They were dressed in matching dark blue jackets with the Japanese flag over the right side of their chests. Her hair was pulled back in a long ponytail. Her tongue stuck out at the camera. And Kimimaro's arm was over her shoulder, pulling her close to his side. This was at the Japanese nationals, right after they had announced the rankings for the men's singles.

"That creep. He kept his photo up so he wouldn't lose all those likes," grumbled Haku. Sakura rolled her eyes.

"Or, it's commemorating him being picked for the Olympic team. Which is kind of a big deal," she suggested.

"Sure," Haku replied in a tone that implied that he thought the opposite.

"Or maybe he didn't delete it because my makeup looks so good in it. Hold on, let me see," Sakura went on. She leaned over Haku to grab at his phone. He pulled it out of reach.

"Go use your own phone. Get off me!" he retorted, slapping her hands away.

"I thought you missed me, Haku-kun! Come on! Give me a hug!"

"Gross. Forget it, you weirdo! I'm going back. Get off of me!"

After a fair bit of wrestling, they slumped together on the sofa. Haku huffed, pulling his hood over his head. He stared up at the clock on the wall.

“Is there anything fun to do in this town?” he asked her.

Sakura counted off on her fingers. “Let’s see. You can go to the beach, go to the ice rink, or get drunk.” 

“No night clubs or malls or anything?” Haku pressed.

“Nope.”

“...Ugh.”

His head fell back against the sofa. He stared up at the ceiling.

“You wanna get drunk?’ he asked her.

“Yeah. Why not,” replied Sakura, getting to her feet to go get changed.

They headed out to Genma’s bar. They ran into Kakashi walking his pug. It sniffed at Sakura and Haku’s feet as they stopped to chat. When Sakura mentioned that she was headed to the bar, Kakashi looked a little disgusted.

“Yeah, my old man’s body can’t handle that again this week. Have fun without me,” he replied, making an escape before she could drag him along. 

Sakura ducked under the flap into Genma’s place. Shizune was sitting at the bar, an apron wrapped around her waist. After teaching home ec during the day, she came here to help her husband out at his bar. She stood up, ushering Sakura and Haku toward two empty stools. 

“Two light beers. And some kushiyaki please, Genma-san!” Sakura called out. 

“Yeah, yeah,” he sighed, already pouring a beer for her.

"Fuuuuck. That made me so mad," Haku groaned, thumping his fist against the bar. Sakura laughed, patting him on the back.

"Your step sequence was really nice, though. And you got silver, didn't you? That’s still really good!" she tried to console him. But Haku shook his head.

"If I landed that last quad, I would have gotten gold. But I messed up and it became a double. I should just kill myself," he lamented. Sakura patted his back harder, nodding.

"Sure. Just do it now. Samurai-style. Seppuku it up," she mocked 

"You're supposed to cheer me up!" Haku shot back 

"Why? I can let you die and steal your medals," Sakura replied, “I’ll melt them down and make them into a golden toilet seat.” They burst into laughter at the very thought. 

“Two more light beers, please, Genma-san!” Sakura ordered between giggles. 

Several beers later, drunk Haku came out to play. And drunk Haku was very sweet. And also very clingy.

"Senpaiiiiii why did you leave? Now I've got no motivation to even try," he slurred, shaking her shoulder.

"Haku, I skated ladies. We didn't even compete against each other," Sakura pointed out. Squinting down into her empty glass.

"Doesn't matter. It was our thing! We always got gold together. #sendaisenshu! It was trending on Twitter last year!" Haku insisted.

It was true that they had won the last two World Championships together. And they always posted pictures with their medals during the Grand Prix or the Japanese Nationals with that ridiculous hashtag he had made up. Ever since his senior debut, Haku had always promised to overtake her medal record. And from the way he rubbed his face against her shirt, she worried that he might actually burst into tears. She ruffled his hair.

"Okay, I’ll un-retire. I'll put a wig on you. You can skate under ladies too and we’ll compete," she suggested. Haku threw his arms around her middle.

"I'll do it if you let me borrow that gold dress you wore during your Junior days," he muttered. Sakura threw her head back and laughed. Open palm smacking the bar. 

Haku grumbled, "I'm serious" as he shook her a little harder.

Later that evening, bellies filled to bursting with beer and bar food, Sakura and Haku wandered out of Genma’s place, red-faced and supremely cheerful. He stood at the flap, eyeing their teetering path down the road. Shizune ducked under his arm to watch them too.

“Do you think they’ll be okay?” she wondered. Genma shrugged.

“They paid already. So who cares- ow!” he complained as his wife slapped him in the stomach with her towel.

“Every day is PONNN!” Haku crowed.

“Every time is PONNNNN!” Sakura added. They burst into giggles, unable to finish their off-key rendition of the song. 

They stumbled down the street together, Sakura’s arm thrown around Haku’s waist. His arm hung over her shoulder. 

“Woah,” he chortled as he tripped over a rock. He nearly fell off the road, into a ditch. But Sakura grabbed the back of his jacket to pull him upright. They dissolved into more peals of laughter. And then she pressed her pointer finger to her lips, shushing him. He copied her, eyes unfocused.

“There are people sleeping,” she scolded him, trying to stifle her own giggles. 

“My legs are all tingly. I want to sit here,” Haku sighed. And as his weight sagged against her, Sakura’s eyes popped open. Haku was so thin, but she forgot how much heavier he was than her. She slapped her palm against his back a few times.

“Haku! Oi, Haku! Come on,” she hissed.

“Haruno-sensei?” 

Sakura peeked around Haku’s arm. She found Itachi standing there in jeans and a t-shirt. He carried a plastic bag from the nearby convenience store. 

“Uh, hi, Uchiha-sensei,” Sakura replied. And then she raised her hand to wave.

“Are you busy right now?” she then asked. Itachi shook his head.

They managed to pull Haku’s arms over their shoulders. Each supporting part of his weight, they half-walked, half-dragged him down the road. 

"Sorry. If I skated pairs, maybe I'd be strong enough to carry him on my own," she giggled. She peered past Haku's lolling head. Itachi shifted Haku's arm over his shoulder. Smiled a little.

“You looked like you were having a fun night,” observed Itachi. They passed under a streetlight. It buzzed and flickered a little. Casting long shadows out in front of them as they moved.

Sakura felt her cheeks warm as it occurred to her that this was the second time he had seen her this drunk in the space of about three days. 

“Uh. Well, never really had this much free time before. Maybe, I should scale it back a bit,” she muttered. 

“I mean... only if you want to. You’re not hurting anyone,” answered Itachi.

She glanced at him in time to see him look up at the sky. She copied him, craning her neck. 

This far from the big cities, the sky was actually black. And it glittered with countless points of light. It reminded her of her fanciest skating outfits. Little crystals sewed into the fabric that sparkled when she moved.

“This is your hometown, right? Why don’t you do whatever you want to do?” Itachi added.

She met his eyes. And the only word she could think of to describe his gaze was kind. She couldn’t help but smile back.

“Hm... yeah. Maybe you’re right,” she mused in return.

When they arrived at Sakura’s house, they dumped Haku on the sofa in the living room. She pried his shoes off, rolling him onto his side. And then she stood back, hands on her hips. His limbs dangled off the edges of the sofa. It didn’t look particularly comfortable.

“Should we get him water or something?” wondered Itachi. They watched as Haku’s mouth opened wide and he began to snore a little. Snickering, Sakura pulled her phone out to take a few pictures. 

“He’ll be fine,” Sakura assured him. And then she added, “Thank you, by the way.”

Itachi dipped his head. “Of course.”

Haku woke the following morning. And it was a testament to his youth that he threw up, and then looked completely fine. Sakura watched him slurp down his breakfast smoothie, glancing down at her wristwatch 

“I've gotta get to work. I'll meet you at the rink after school?"

Haku nodded. Sakura, who was still faintly queasy, grimaced when he let out a sonorous belch.

Sakura found Itachi up on the roof again. All the cherry blossoms had fallen, leaving bare, dark branches. Which were still beautiful in a way. Itachi sat with his back to the wall, sketchbook in his lap. A pencil tucked behind his ear and another moving in his hand, scratching against the paper. Kakashi sat beside him, raising his box of banana milk to her in a salute.

“How’re we doing, Haruno-kun?” asked Kakashi, eyes crinkling. Itachi glanced up at her. Stifled a chuckle when he saw her wearing sunglasses. 

“Please turn off your mouth siren,” she groaned. 

Itachi watched her face for a moment. And then he patted the empty spot beside him. He had spread out a blanket on the ground, almost like they were holding a picnic on the roof. 

Tucked into that quiet corner, Sakura drew her knees up to her chest. She leaned her head back against the wall, listening to the wind rattling through the branches. The scratch of Itachi’s pencil. Kakashi slurping up the last few drops of his milk. 

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Senior Pictures

@memegitek Promnisac2017 Day 15 Photo

AHHH! I’m late sorry everyone this toook a lot longer (And is longer) than I planned. I hope you can forgive me

Sitting on the floor in front of Noctis’ couch, Prompto frowned down at his camera. He must have taken hundreds of pictures in the last couple days alone. The deadline to turn in senior pictures was coming up fast, and he hadn’t taken a single photo of himself that he liked. Prompto wished he could delete his face as easily as he deleted the bad photographs. A controller being placed on his head brought him out of his thoughts. Tilting his head up he saw Noctis leaning over him, grinning.

“Come on, you’ve been staring at your camera for hours! Let’s play something.” In an instant, he was smiling wide and grabbing the controller. There was still time, he could worry about taking a picture later.

Letting Noctis start the game he saw Ignis in the kitchen, he was giving him a look he didn’t recognize. Butterflies danced in his stomach as he tried to read the expression. When he felt the heat creep into his cheeks he forced himself to look away, it was just a silly crush, obviously, it would go away.

Looking up from his camera again, Prompto saw the time on the wall and nearly tripped over himself trying to get on his feet. Grabbing his bag he started to throw his stuff into it when Ignis stepped next to him, laying a hand on his shoulder. Prompto froze, looking down at his bag, trying to hide the blush on his face.

“Prompto, what’s gotten into you?” Ignis’s voice was calm, and Prompto found himself relaxing as he responded.

“I’m going to miss the last train. If I run I might make it.” At that, the other two men looked at the clock. Before Noctis tried to suggest staying over on a school night, Ignis had a suggestion.

“I can drop you off at home, Prompto. There’s no need to fret.” Ignis smiled as Prompto looked up and Prompto squeaked slightly and nodded, muttering his thanks. The two finished gathering their things and were out the door with a quick goodbye to Noctis.

The car ride was quiet, both enjoying the soft symphony that poured through the speakers. Camera in hand, Prompto hoped for inspiration. He was gifted with Ignis’ voice.

“Will you tell me what has you so bothered, Prompto? I’ve never seen you anything but elated to looked at your photos.” Ignis kept his eyes on the road ahead of him but tilted his head so Prompto knew he had his full attention. The young blond swallowed thickly. He hadn’t been trying to hide it but he still wasn’t expecting to have to explain himself.

“Just,” he paused, licking his lips. This was a part of him he knew people didn’t like to see, but Ignis asked and he knew he couldn’t lie.

“It’s just the deadline for senior pictures is coming up. I can’t really afford to have them done by a professional, ya know? So I thought, ‘hey I take pictures I can take my own!’.” Slumping his shoulders, Prompto slipped deeper into the seat.

“But I can’t. I’ve taken so many pictures and they’re terrible. It’s not like taking pictures of you guys. You’re all good-looking guys, you don’t need any tricks or edits. Me though? No amount of photoshop is going to fix this face.” He wasn’t sure what to expect from his confession, but certainly, Ignis pulling over to the shoulder was not it. Turning to face the man, Prompto flinched. Ignis had settled him with an intense stare, one that trapped Prompto’s voice in his throat. He didn’t think he had said anything worth being so upset, but before he had a chance to dwell on it, Ignis let out a suffering sigh, shoulders dropping.

“Prompto, maybe you are just being hard on yourself. If you’d like, I could try? It might do you some good to let yourself detach from the project.” Blushing, Prompto raised his hands in defense and shook his head.

“No, no that’s alright. I appreciate it, but I know you’re crazy busy with Noct and everything. Don’t worry about it, I’ll find something with my face in it and call it good if I have to.” Ignis gave another sigh and pulled them back onto the road. Prompto relaxed, happy the exchange was over. He thought.

“Day after tomorrow Noctis will be spending the day at the Citidal with Gladiolus and the crownsguard. I have no reason to be there, so I  have time. I’ll pick you up after I drop him off.” This was clearly not up for debate, Prompto nodded in understanding. The rest of the ride was in silence until they reached the darkened house where Prompto lived. With a quick good night, they parted.

Bag over his shoulder, Prompto stepped out of the house and to the car waiting for him. With his bag in the back of Ignis’ car, they were off to a local park that Ignis thought would be a good place to start. The weather was warm and the sky was clear of even of a single cloud, Prompto couldn’t have asked for a better day for the photoshoot, and he said as much to Ignis, who hummed quietly in agreement.

In the park, they started with Prompto showing Ignis how to use his camera and all the various settings it held. Ignis took to it easily enough, Prompto figured that shouldn’t be surprising, the man was a genius after all. Stepping away, Prompto stood with his hands loose at his sides, not sure what to do now that he wasn’t in control.

“While I suppose I could take your picture like that but, I think you should at least smile.” Ignis grinned behind the camera taking the first of many pictures. Prompto laughed at that and moved to make a silly pose, one that clearly wasn’t going to make the cut. Ignis took the picture anyway. They continued on, Prompto would pose and take any suggestion Ignis gave him. Until a husky joined in on the fun, jumping on Prompto and tackling him to the ground.

Laughing Ignis came to his aid, taking a picture or two first, of course. The beast had the blond pinned, licking his face, tail flying back and forth haphazardly. With a bit of coaxing they managed to roll the dog of Prompto, both rubbing their belly.

“There’s a good boy, yes you are! You were just being excitable weren’t you?” Prompto’s mouth drops open as he listens to Ignis baby talk the huge husky that had now rolled over with their head on Ignis’ lap enjoying scratches behind both ears.

“I never pictured you as a dog person, Iggy.” The aforementioned man looked up from the dog, smiling.

“I’m not, I prefer cats actually. Of course, I find animals in general to be a delight.” The two shared a smile before they went back to the dog. They both took pictures with him, face smooshed into his fur.

“We should probably find this guys owner, bet they’re worried.” Ignis gave a small huff, smiling slightly.

“Oh, I suppose we must, but it was nice to have him for a moment.” Standing up, they thought it was best to start by walking with the dog back the way they had come.

They weren’t walking long before a young girl came up, wrapping her arms around the dog’s neck. Laughing Prompto knelt down, thanking the girl for letting them get to meet her dog. Neither man could refuse the child’s offer to play with her and Dodger, as the dog was named. The four played together, running around the park until a distant voice called the girl home.

The two found shade under a large tree, grateful for the wind that rustled the leaves. Prompto lay on his back, one arm curled under his head as Ignis sat next to him, one knee bent as they relaxed together. Ignis pulled out Prompto’s camera, intent on showing him the pictures they had taken before they had befriended a dog and their human Prompto assumed. Instead of handing it over, or encouraging him to sit up, Ignis leaned over Prompto, taking another picture.

Blushing wildly, Prompto held perfectly still until Ignis moved back into his original position. Just when he thought he was getting a grip on his breathing again, Ignis handed him his camera. Looking through the pictures of the day, he was excited to see how good of a shot Ignis was. Laughing at the pictures of them with the dog he scrolled to the next and felt everything stop. It was the picture Ignis had just taken. He was staring up, not yet focused on the camera, leaves casting shadows on his freckled face. His face was calm, nearly smiling. It was everything he was looking for in a picture.

“You’re really good at taking pictures, you know that?” Ignis hummed in appreciation, looking down at Prompto from he sat, smiling softly.

“It’s easy with such a beautiful subject.” Both boys turned red as the words escaped into the air. Prompto let out a baffled stutter, unsure of what to say as Ignis turned his head away, trying to hide his face.

Laying the camera on his chest, Prompto took a risk, sliding his hand across the grass until it grazed Ignis’ fingers. Lean fingers slowly wrapped around his own, squeezing just slightly.

“Thanks, Iggy, for everything.”

[sunshinedjh]

Phan Fluff: A day in the life

A/N: look at me back at it again with the fluff, wow

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Word count: 1508

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Summary: in an alternate universe where Dan and Phil are sappier than they already are and decide to film their day -

Hey guys!' Phil said, waving to the camera 'So I've decided to film everything today, I thought you might enjoy a fun little insight on our lives'

'I've just woken up, as you can probably tell' he chuckled 'Oh, and if you're wondering what that sound is, it's Dan sleeping next to me. Should probably wake him up to be honest, since it's nearly noon'

Phil's tongue poked out a little as he laughed. He then turned the camera a little, showing a snoring Dan who was indeed sleeping next to him.

Prodding him with his finger, Phil tried to get a reaction out of him. 'Cute right?, I swear he sleeps through anything'

Phil poked him a little more, to still no avail, and a little frown formed on his face as he realised it still wasn't working.

'Hold on' he exclaimed, placing the camera down on Dan's bedside table. 'Let me try this' he smirked.

He began to lean down closer to Dan, his lips brushing over Dan's skin, and then he planted a gentle kiss on the boy's cheek. Strangely enough, this did actually get a reaction from Dan, a soft smile forming on his lips as his eyes fluttered open.

'Morning Sleeping Beauty' Phil said, moving out of the way so Dan could sit up. Dan cringed. 'Don't call me that' he blushed and leaned into Phil's shoulders, trying to hide his red cheeks.

'Oh yeah, I'm filming you by the way'

Dan froze. 'You're what?!' Phil laughed. 'Don't you remember? I said I was going to be filming everything' 'I didn't know that was today! I, I, I...'

Phil placed his hand over Dan's mouth. 'Come on, let's go make breakfast, I'm sure the viewers have had enough domestic bedroom bants' Dan rolled his eyes.

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'Ugh, I don't know what cereal to have' Dan groaned. Phil was stood beside him in the kitchen, spinning in circles, with the camera in his hands. 'What a hard life you live Daniel Howell' he exclaimed sarcastically.

'Shut up' Dan mumbled 'and stop spinning, you'll hurt yourself! You're already prone enough to doing that without tempting it any further' Phil stopped spinning and sulked, turning away from Dan. 'Corn flakes it is' Dan decided, rolling his eyes (yet again).

After making their cereal, the two sat beside each other on the sofa and ate together. 'So are we gonna do anything actually productive today in this vlog?' Dan asked, shovelling corn flakes into his mouth.

'No, probably not' Phil answered. He was flicking through the tv channels and trying to find something to watch, before eventually settling on an old episode of Buffy.

'Besides, this video is supposed to be showing a normal day in our lives not a productive one' 'True'

The two of them lay together after they'd finished eating. Honestly, It was hard to tell what they were paying attention to more, the tv or each other.

- 'Guys! Guess what I'm looking at' Phil practically squealed 'hold on a second let me get... Daaan' he yelled from their bedroom. 'What?' Dan yelled back from the other side of the house. 'Come here' 'Ugh, is it urgent?' Dan groaned. 'Yes, very' Phil demanded.

'You called?' Dan said expectantly as he waltzed into the room. 'Look at these dogs I've been looking at!' Phil turned the camera around just in time for it to catch Dan's unimpressed expression.

'You said it was urgent!' 'It issss urgent, the poor little things need homes you know' Dan sighed, he wasn't exactly about to say no to the look that was currently adorning his boyfriends face.

It didn't take very long actually. For Dan to be just as excited over the dogs as Phil was. Despite the fact that they knew they couldn't have a dog in their apartment, the two were cooing and smiling with glee at each different breed they saw.

'Look at this one, look at this one!' Phil shrieked, turning the camera round and showing a tiny little corgi puppy. 'Oh my god, we are adopting him right this second he is so precious'

'Can we just buy all the dogs?' 'I mean I wouldn't say no to that' 'Then it's settled, we are buying every single dog that's for sale, leave some names in the comments below everyone!' Phil chuckled and rested his head on Dan's shoulder.

'I have to go shower, you can entertain our viewers for a bit right?' He said after a while. 'If by entertain you mean make self deprecating jokes while scrolling through tumblr then yes' Phil shook his head fondly as he got up and headed towards the bathroom.

-

'Okay guys, I have a plan' Dan whispered to the camera, whilst walking down the hallway 'Phil always sings while he showers, and like the amazing boyfriend that I am I just have to capture his shame'

'You'reee hereeeee, there's nothing I feeeaaar! And I know that my heart will go ooooonnn!' Phil was indeed, just as Dan had said, obliviously singing to himself while to showered. 'I mean he's a pretty great singer right?' Dan chuckled. 'Would you guys buy his album? Cause like, I would'

Dan was a little to caught up in his ramblings to realise that the sound of running water had stopped. A little clicking noise sounded, signalling that the door had been unlocked.

'Ahhh!' Phil practically jumped out of his skin. He definitely had not been expecting a cross legged Dan to be sitting outside the bathroom door when he opened it.

It also took him a second longer to realise that said Dan was currently filming him. It was Dan's little giggle that gave it away. 'Gahh, hey! Don't film me!' Phil yelled.

'Hey don't spoil my fun! Besides you've got a towel round you' Dan argued. 'Yeah but what if I didn't' Phil reasoned.

'Well then I might have been forced to turn the camera off and do something else to you' Dan smirked. 'You can wipe that grin off your face Howell' Phil said sternly, hiding a smirk that reflected Dan's.

-

It was later on now, in the evening, and Dan and Phil had resumed their earlier positions on the sofa. Dan lying on Phil, head resting on his shoulder, and Phil wrapping one arm around him and using the other to film.

'Sooo, I might have forgotten to film a little earlier' Phil said guiltily 'but like I said, we had nothing planned to do today so...' 'Yes well in other, more important news' Dan interrupted as Phil panned the camera down to him 'we're trying to choose a movie to watch'

'A harder choice than you might think' Phil added, panning back up to himself. 'I say we watch a romantic film' Phil rolled his eyes at the camera.

'This guy' he said 'he's such a sap, don't be fooled by the black clothes and general depressed attitude I'm telling you...'

'Hey!' Dan objected 'romance movies are the best okay, now are we watching one or not?' Phil laughed. 'Sure I guess we can, anything for you love' Dan snorted. 'Don't call me love'

-

It didn't take long, for it to be even more apparent that Phil wasn't as big a romance fan as Dan was. They were only about half way through the movie when Dan turned the camera back on.

'Well guess who's fallen asleep during the movie' he sighed dramatically 'Mr non-romance here couldn't even give the movie more than an hour. I think I'll let him off though, he does make a pretty great pillow...'

'You could say I'm a Phillow' a voice muttered from under Dan, before laughing at his own joke. 'Oh so you are awake are you?' 'Apparently so, but something tells me that we both won't be for long, so we should probably end the video'

'Good point' Dan agreed 'literally all that's gonna happen now is I'm gonna fall asleep on Phil and then he's gonna have to carry me to bed at 2am once he's realised that we both fell asleep on the couch again'

'Our lives are so predictable wow' 'Yup' Dan looked up at Phil. 'Anyway' Phil yawned 'I hope you've all enjoyed watching our day today guys!' 'I bet we totally lowered your expectations didn't we?' Dan exclaimed, still hardly even taking his eyes off Phil.

'You can subscribe and like and all that stuff' Phil's went on, completely oblivious to Dan's heart eyes.

'So we'll see you all in the next video, goodb...' Dan leaned upward suddenly and planted a kiss on Phil's lips, effectively silencing him, and then turned to address the camera smugly.

'I think he's trying to say goodbye guys' he said smirking, before leaning forward again to kiss Phil and swiftly turning off the camera.