#i was waiting for someone to write it but couldnt see it anywhere so here goes I love hoverboard Crowley with a passion

[ciralys]

It always starts with a soft kind of ‘fiewww’. Just a little, fluttery sound.

Zachariah knows it will be his demise.

There are no therapists in Heaven but soon there’ll be such a need that some angels will have to buckle up and make it their job – maybe those from the Eden Supervision Department, it’s been a few millenia, God knows what they do all day (scratch that, She might not). So you might just say: there are no therapists in Heaven yet.

Because then the ‘fiewww’ gets louder, becomes a ‘fiEWWW’ then a “oh hello, there” then a “didn’t see you there, pal”. Yeah man, fair enough, I must’ve been so hard to spot in that huge fucking empty corridor. Nothing but white walls in a five miles radius, albeit with sometimes the nice addition of Saraqael squinting menacingly from a distance.

So that’s the point when you must turn and smile politely. “Pleasure, Chief Executive Manager Crowley. How are you?”

Although by now Zachariah mostly does a 180 degrees turn on the white floor (squeaak) and blurts “hi”. You don’t want to make the moment last.

Then the man smiles at you behind those terrible, ominous black glasses. His hoverboard is wobbling, as if to notify you that he can and will come roll over you any minute. Or at least make you retreat until you disgracefully hit the wall and start crying. Zachariah knows someone did that once. Might have been him.

“So are your tasks coming along well?”

And that is just the worst, isn’t it? Cornering you alone for a random checkup, smiling like a manic, holding a clipboard. A clipboard. Chief Executive Manager Crowley invoked material matter in the sole purpose of looking intimidating.

It works.

“Yes, sir.”

“Fantastic. There is a meeting in a few moments.”

Of course. Of course, there is.

Gabriel was terrible. He would smile with way too many teeth visible, mightily clap you on the back for no identifiable reason, and wink at you as if you somehow shared a bond (you didn’t) and he wanted to deepen it (physically painful thought, that. No-go zone).

But new boss Aziraphale wants to do things ‘right’. Asks for input or whatever. And so he holds meetings. With everyone, together. Then with everyone, individually. He wants to know what they think, what they’d like to do, what Future they envision for Heaven and for his little planet Earth. Zachariah likes Heaven, doesn’t care about Earth, and simply wants to walk around in corridors without the fear of that ‘fiewww’ sound manifesting behind him. And without having to attend so many bloody meetings.

He’s fairly certain that everyone would have started calling in sick, if Chief Executing Manager Crowley didn’t bully them into attending.

Sometimes, Zachariah can’t help but think Gabriel was actually not so bad.

(So @twilightcitysky asked for someone to write it so I did bc hoverboard!crowley is cracking me up)

Crack AU where Crowley goes to heaven and acts as Aziraphale's assistant. This is a horrible idea and would be absolutely awful but if we ignore all the realistic implications of it, it has endless comedy potential! Have some dumb doodles

[runnning-outof-time]

John & "Listen to yourself.”

Angst to fluff!

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But I Got Your Mind Off of It

John Shelby x Reader

Warnings: language, mention of a weapon

Word Count: 1111

Summary: John manages to talk (Y/N) off the ledge before she blows up the longest relationship she has over something so silly…which happens to be something she’s also done before.

The sound of the bang that the door closing made was even loud enough to make John Shelby jump. He scrambled from the table he was sitting at to get over to the concealed hole in the wall where a revolver was nestled. He was just about to access it when he noticed who had slammed the door.

“The fuck was that for, (Y/N)?” he asked his wife, his brows furrowing together in confusion.

(Y/N) didn’t hear him though. She was too busy pacing the floor while muttering unintelligible things. Something about someone being stupid and never wanting to see them again. John wracked his brain for a moment, trying to figure out if it was something that he’d done.

He decided to finally approach her when he came up empty. “What’s goin’ on with you, love?” he asked her, hoping that his voice was level enough so that she wouldn’t get set off…even more than she all already had been.

“I just can’t believe she did that to me,” she finally spoke clear enough for John to hear what she was saying.

“Who did what?” John still didn’t quite understand what was going on.

“Mary,” (Y/N) snapped, as if she was annoyed that John hadn’t come into the conversation with all of the details.

But that didn’t stop John from asking more questions. “What did Mary do?” was his next one.

“She stood me up. We had an entire evening planned and then she cancelled last minute!” she didn’t hesitate in sharing her frustrations, aggravation starkly present in her words.

John furrowed his eyebrows as he took a moment to figure out which way he should approach the situation. (Y/N) was not one to be messed with when she was hot about something, and he hadn’t seen her this worked up in a long time. But before he was able to do anything however, (Y/N) was turning to leave the shop.

“That’s it!” she proclaimed as she made for the door, “I’m going to give her a piece of my mind!” She then started angrily walking towards the door. Just as her left hand reached for the knob, her right was pulled backwards. She gasped as she was spun and within seconds, her back was pressed against the brick wall. Her eyes widened as she looked at her husband, who now had her pinned so that she couldn’t leave.

“You’re not going anywhere…not like this, at least,” he told her, speaking in a calm voice because he knew that if he raised it, all hell would break loose.

“Let me go, John,” she huffed, trying, and failing, to break from his grasp.

“Why did she cancel?” he asked, not giving into her wishes.

Lucky for him, (Y/N) was all for giving the details now. “She ditched me to spend time with her new man. We had this night planned for weeks just to have her call me earlier today saying that he’s asked her out for dinner. She’s ditching me for dinner!” She was fuming by the end of her explanation, all of her anger washing back in again. Who ditches their best friend of over 10 years to have dinner with a guy?? The thought of it was absurd!

John searched her eyes for a moment, waiting to see if she had anything else to add. When she stayed silent, he couldn’t help but break into stiffled laughter. This made (Y/N)’s brows furrow. “What the fuck are you laughing about, John?!” she asked incredulously, not sure if she was now more upset with her friend or her husband.

“Listen to yourself, (Y/N),” he began, surpressing his laughter so that a more serious air would fall over the conversation once more.

“What?” she snapped back at him.

“What Mary’s doing…” he started, shaking his head slightly as he snorted to himself, “you did the exact same thing to her when you started seeing me.”

“I did not!” she immediately proclaimed, shocked that he wasn’t taking her side on this matter.

“You absolutely did,” he stood firm with his point.

“Yeah? When?”

“One of the first dates I took you on. I brought you out for dinner, and you told me that you felt so bad for having to cancel your plans with your best friend.”

“Yeah, but…but I felt bad about it,” (Y/N) was quick to point out.

“You don’t think Mary feels bad about it?” John asked with raised eyebrows.

“At least I didn’t cancel the day of!” she pointed out another - what she at least thought was a - flaw in John’s argument.

“Well maybe unlike your amazingly considerate then-boyfriend, now-husband, her boyfriend doesn’t have the same regards to the possibility that Mary had other plans.”

“You’re so full of yourself, John,” (Y/N) snorted as a smile broke passed the deep frown she was wearing.

“Just stating the facts, love,” he winked at her, making her roll her eyes in response. “But I got your mind off of it, didn’t I?” he questioned then.

(Y/N) pursed her lips as she realized what he’d done. Then she silently cursed him and his ability to make her mood change on a dime. She waited a few moments before she, begrudgingly, replied: “you did.”

“Good. Mission accomplished,” he grinned, finally letting go of her hands so that he could settle both of his under her jaw. “Now what I’m hearing from you is…” he paused, licking his lips as his grin grew bigger, “that you’ve got the night free.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes again, trying so hard to keep up the act that she was angry. But it was so damn hard with him looking at her the way he was. “My night is free now,” she finally answered him.

“Which means you’re able to spend it with me?” he checked.

“You don’t have any duties to carry out at the Garrison?” she responded with a question of her own.

“None that are as important as me wife,” he grinned.

“You can be so cheesy sometimes.”

“But I got your mind off of what you were mad about, didn’t I?”

“Just take me out on the town…before I go and change my mind,” she dismissed his question, though the look on her face told him immediately that he was absolutely right.

“You don’t need to ask me twice,” he grinned before he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. “Let’s go,” he said after pulling away, reaching down to take her hand in his and lead her out of the betting shop.

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[cokou]

We all love Sabo! Can you write Sabo x Noble!reader?

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Summary* ~ He KNOWS that he isn't supposed to fall for a stupid noble, but God were you captivating. Warning* ~ Sabo is a living dumbass || Genre* ~ SFW

Somewhere across the sea, you stepped onto the lands knowing that no trouble would ever come across your path. You, a noble woman, left most of the village speechless with how elegance you have. However what never shows was, a noble such as you who was more than interested with pirates instead of their own leagues.

You were born under one of the richest generation and bloodline, meaning that lots and lots of people dreamed of claiming you as theirs, only to steal the wealth of your family. You had always been described as the well mannered of the kingdom, often being introduced to forced marriages that you never seemed to accept. Luckily your parents weren't assholes and let you pick on who you'd like to marry on free will.

As you walk around the kingdom, you gathered attention like they were your previous achievements. In wasn't like any other day at all, you love strolling all over the kingdom, often nearby the shore or nearby the main path. As you walk towards the shops, you stop at your track to analyze what the shops were selling.

As you were walking towards the little seller, someone had ran onto you, causing you to fall into the ground. Everyone was stunned as the man kept running even after your guards had chased him. You hadn't picked up his appearance, although what stood up was his bright, blonde hair.

You immediately got back up and shook off the dust your clothes had earned into the ground. You, once again approach the little shop and continued with your day as like any other day.

—

It was now late at night by your house, you looked peacefully at the view given by the balcony. You took your little book and started reading as you admired the scenery, it was the perfect time to do such a thing.

Something was caught at the corner of your eye, it was a man running. You close your book and ran towards the other side of the balcony to catch the figures appearance. He looked like he was tall, and blonde? you couldnt see his face at all. By the other side, one more had came up to him, a silhouette of a woman.

'What the hell? Is this some kind of an organization?' you thought. They stayed for a few while, one of them looked up at you as you quickly retreated inside your house.

Tomorrow, as you take your usual scroll around the kingdom once again, you sighted a familiar blonde with a woman beside him, they seemed to be arguing with a merchant.

"This is barely even affordable! I bet it sucks anyways!" The lady argued.

"Hey Koala calm down a bit.. " The blonde blurted.

"I'm telling you this is the best price for the kingdom!" The merchant argued.

The three exchanged argues and argues that was becoming heated every second, you taught of paying for their purchase instead. But deeming that you didn't wanna join in on the fight and receive a bad reputation, you tried to distance away from the fight. The argument continued and everyone was starting to get distracted with all the noises. So without thinking, you took out a small pouch that contained your money and headed towards them.

"Here, take this as a payment for their purchase." The two looked at you confused and everyone stopped on their tracks.

"Wait no—"

"Yes thanks!" The woman said, cutting off the blonde.

You handed off the payment as they received their item— making your quick escape from the kingdom to head another direction before they even thank you.

—

The next day, at the same route around the kingdom andddd, unsurprisingly.. you see them, again.

"Look! It's that lady yesterday!" The lady shouted and pointed towards you. You look around to scan the surroundings, yes, they were talking about you..

"uh, yes?" You looked at them confusingly, unsure on which impression to make.

"Ehm, thank you do much for uhm, yesterday Miss?" The blonde said. You shook your head and made it clear that it wasn't a big of a deal and that you just wanted to help. They ended up introducing themselves. The blonde one being sabo, the lady being Koala.

"Just address me as (Name)."

"Well it's really nice to meet you two, but we've been seeing each other around more likely, is there anything you both want? Some sort of materials maybe?" You asked.

"Well, we did wonder about that too, but we figured maybe the kingdom is a small place and that's why we keep seeing each others..? And no— we don't need anything." Sabo remarked.

"I think our Chief Sabo just likes seeing you aro—" Koala's mouth was immediately covered by Sabo.

"Please do not mind her." Sabo smiles nervously.

—

The day had ended and you parted ways with the two people. You had spent a lot of time with them regarding your schedule, making you work later at night to do all sorts of arrangements that was affected by your recklessness of time consuming. You took out a small notebook from you study's drawer and your ink-pen.

As you started to write, you heard rustling by the balcony, esrning goosebumps by the presence of something. You decided to ignore them and continue with your work schedule. Out of the blue, someone knocked.

"Come in!" no answer. You walk towards the door to open it, no one was there. And so, you heard the knock once again, it was coming from the balcony. You rush towards the balcony and hesitated on whether to open it or not.

You open the door and was met with Sabo, standing by the balcony's entrance.

"Forgive me (Name), but, i needed a place to stay! Is it a safe place in here to say that I'm a wanted person?"

"Come inside, we'll discuss about that." You sat Sabo down on your fancy little chairs, facing him with questions.

—

"So you're actually a wanted man?"

"Yes." You felt some happiness deep inside of you, you had always wanted to see a real wanted person eith such a high bounty. You invited Sabo to sleep by your room, in a condition that he's not allowed to speak for any of this.

"So i wanna—" knock. knock. knock.

"Miss (Name), Who are you talking to?" The maid asks,

"Sorry! I was just mastering some of my written lecture, was my voice too loud?"

"No, sorry for the interuption, Miss."

You breathe deeply as the maid believed you, feeling a bit of a heart attack as you made Sabi hide underneath your bed.

"Hey, you can actually come out now." Sabo slowly gets out of the uncomfortable position under your bed and dusts himself.

"I got a bit scared because of that..." Sabo scratched his head.

"Who wouldnt?"

—

After that day, he had remarkably visited you more often by going inside your bedroom's balcony, often talking about his adventures and some missions that he was set up to do. He had explained that he was ordered to bring a material from the kingdom back to Dragon. He had achieved the material and was ready to leave in 2 days, and so he spends more time with you. As well as developing small feelings that eventually grew everytime you two spent time together.

Koala hadn't fail to notice the sudden interactiin between the two of you. Even giving Sabo the idea of recruiting you to the Revolutionary, which he turned down on. He thought that you were too precious to get yourself hurt and the thought of hurting your own kind wouldn't sit properly with someone who has a good reputation like you.

As the day of Sabo's departure of the kingdom, you had visited them on the dock. Offering them help and food on their journey, even fetching them up some extra materials you thought they would need.

"(Name)!"

"Yes?"

"I don't know when we will get to meet again, but please take this." Sabo hands you a bouquet of flowers as he give his final goodbye's to you.

"I do hope we see each other once again, Sabo."

"I'll come back and visit you, (Name)." Sabo climbs the ship, waving towards you as they left the Kingdom.

Back at your house, you felt some emptiness inside you, yet some happiness with Sabo's little gift for you. You hadn't failed to notice that the bouquet was heavier than the other. As you figured out that he had snuck a den-den mushi inside of it. In order to continue the contact between you two. You were excited to use the den-den mushi to connect with him, again.

And so, you began waiting for his next arrival. Till the next he visits you again.

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[sunny-ssunset]

Unbearable.

Kyle broflovski x Mute! Rebellious! Fem! Reader

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♡This is my first oneshot i'm really sorry if it is cringe i am really new to writing and hopefully this is good. AGED UP

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He knew who she was, Of course he did. Watching and waiting until she was taken into the principals office, Over, And Over. And again.

Kyle knew she didnt really communicate. He knows that She wasn't good at listening, He knows about her small habits. The way she twiddles her hair when she's frustrated.

However Little did kyle know that one small action would change his perspective of her forever.

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The bell rang and there she was storming out as fast as possible, Kyle didnt really understand why she did that, why she was so desperate to leave. She didnt have anywhere to be? He'd know of course.

His eyes glued to her fast paced movements, her silky h/c hair flowing as she walked, walked? no actually she was striding? Maybe charging? Or-

"Khal? What the fuck man?" He looked at Kyle with a displeased eye. "We were supposed to leave for lunch ages ago why are you just standing here looking at her?" Emphasising his tone on her, Whilst Kyle snapped out of his trance.

"Yeah dude you've been watching her for the past three days its fucking weird." Stan piped up, Kyle glanced at him, looking a bit betrayed.

"But guys she like- doesn't talk, h-how is that- how does she-" He sighed, failing miserablely at justifying his case.

"Why should it matter if she doesn't talk? Kenny barely talks?" Getting a huff from Kenny in agreement

"But thats- thats different I dont understand-" "You guys its taco tuesday we are missing outttt" Cartman interjects, He then goes on about how women are lame and that he is soooo hungryy...

Kyle shook her off his mind, I mean surely she didnt think about him like this.... Right?

After sitting down in the cafeteria, Kyle looking for Y/n, Stan talking about Wendy, Cartman stuffing his face,

"Hey I'm gonna go grab my notebook? I think I left it in class." "Yeah dude thats fine see you later"

He darted out if the cafeteria, Retracing his steps back to his maths room, And in the corner of his eye he saw her.

She looked a bit disheveled, frantically looking into every drawer in the empty classroom. Kyle's gaze sharpened, He really didnt understand her. He has always been good at reading people. He can tell someones personality from a subtle movement. But he just couldnt understand Y/n, And he hated it. He hated how no matter how hard he tried, You just wouldnt open up. Kyle hated it he found you so unbearable.

Kyles daydream was interupted by Mr Mackey's voice,

"Y/n this is the third time I'm seeing you here like this. I'm going to have to send you to the principals office M'k-"

"Its my fault- I told her to get something for me." Y/n, Mr Mackey and Kyle all share a look of shock, Kyle not understanding why that came out of his mouth, Why he felt the need to save her.

"Mkay well im still gonna have to punish you so detention today after school both of you"

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As the day went on Kyle stressed about his detention, "PAHAHAHAHA KYLE- AHHAHA DENTENTION-!!!" "Shut up Cartm-" The school bell cut him off in Kyles advantage.

"I just want to get this over with and not talk about it for the rest of my life"

"Y/n And Kyle sitting in a tr-" "SHUT THE FUCK UP FATASS!" Kyle growled, Storming off to his dentention.

As he walked into the room, Y/n was already there, "Ah Kyle you are hear I trust you can keep an eye on her as i know you usually dont get into trouble M'kay, I'll fill out some errands outside if you guys just do some homework, M'kay?"

The clock ticked as Kyle hurried on with his homework, Until a note got passed to him. He looked up at Y/n, Confused he opened the note,

'Hey stalker.'

Shit she knew all along. He thought he was being slick.... :(

Kyle fumbled not really knowing what to write back

'Hi.'

He passed to note on, Red faced avoiding eyecontact.

'Thank you for helping me'

She looked up at him, tilting her head, she smiled with an expecting eye, she passed the note back on. In the corner of his eye, Kyle saw another note. He opened it up and decided not to write one back.

"Your welcome, to be honest i dont think you should just be sent away like that" He smiled, Still feeling a bit shy. Y/n smiled at him.

"Your just saying that cuz you like me." She smirked, a michevious glint in her eye.

"Y-You talk?" Kyle gasped, looking a little shocked as he realised how rude that came off, "Sorry I- uhm-"

"Sometimes." She smiled.

"I uhm- would you like to go out sometime, You know because i "Like you" "He chuckled, looking a bit embarrassed, A pink glow on his face. She giggled, nodding back to him. I guess she wasnt as unbearable as he thought.

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[yoongiaahh]

His Trap - Me or Him

title: his trap

series: me or him

pairing: yoongi x reader(f), namjoon x reader(f)

genre: love triangle ; rating m (18+)

summary: navigating senior year with your best friend someone catches your eye, of course it's the schools deemed “bad boy”. You can’t stand being around him but it just so happens he needs help passing this year as he was held back the year before. You decide to give him a hand but what you didn't know is how utterly infatuated you had become with him.

note: this chapter has my toes curling. I figured we could turn the heat up a bit since it is bad boy yoongi of course. Thank you for all the love on the last chapter. I really appreciate it! My writing is still icky which bugs me but i can't get anywhere without practice so bear with me lmaoo. I had a plan all written up and this chapter just wrecked it but once i started i COULDNT STOP 😂 If you wanna keep track of the series and any updates they will all be under the hashtag meorhim. Much love as always and enjoyyyy

warnings: explicit Language, Teasing, Size kink 👀, Fingering, Clit Stimulation, Bad boy Yoongi should be warning in itself, Talk of Namjoons dimples🥹, Cleaning y/n with his mouth AAA, praise kink, make out sesh heheheh, BLOND Yoongi are you kiddingg

estimated total wc: 8.2k

Digging through your bag to get out your materials for your next class you realize you can't find your notebook.

The notebook that has your entire life planned out in it. Raising your hand you ask to use the restroom. The teacher tells you to make it quick as he's about to go over your day. The door creaking open as you make your way out of the class. You begin by retracing your steps first checking your locker… nothing. Walking down the hallway a little further you peer into your study hall classroom making sure it's okay to walk in. Luckily the room is empty, this must be the teachers off hour.

The room is so peaceful with no one in it. It’s actually quite cute, the boho type decorations lining the wall. Plants along the window sill you can feel that your teacher has a hippy vibe to her just from the way the room is laid out. Focusing back onto what you came in here for you begin your investigation.

Checking your desk… nothing. Checking the ground… nothing. What the fuck, you think to yourself as you’re frantically searching the room front to back. Nothing.

It’s been a good ten minutes before it dawns, you’ve spent too much time out of class and need to head back.

Slipping back into your seat you retrace your steps again in your head. You can't think back to where you must've left it so you conclude your teacher must have picked it up and you'll check in with her tomorrow.

The next class is your favorite, science. If only you had your notebook to jot down when your labs are. Instead you take a picture with your phone to later transfer the material into it.

Once again you got the seat to yourself. No one really bothers to sit next to you, probably knowing what a loner you are as you’ve never really cared to speak to anyone. Going into highschool you tried your best to make small talk and had a classmate you were fond of but that didn't last long being you really didn't care for the things she was interested in. She later found people in class she much preferred talking to and that's when you made the decision to keep to yourself. Honestly it made highschool a breeze for you. No break ups, no falling outs, just a place to learn and another excuse to see Joon.

The clock shows there are five minutes until class is over so you send a text to Joon making sure you are still meeting at the car. He quickly replies with a thumbs up emoji and you start to pack your things up. You're relieved when the teacher lets the class leave a bit early. The first day is over and you're actually alright, besides losing your notebook at least.

Joon is waiting in front of the car when you arrive, his face plastered with that beautiful smile you’ll never get sick of seeing. You let him know about what you lost and he gives a quick glance -probably knowing how important it is to you- before hopping in the car.

“If it’ll make you feel better you can run back and check if she’s in there now, I can wait here at the car.” Shouting out the window as he finishes with another of his flashy grins.

“I promise I'll be quick, thanks Joonie.” breathlessly you run back to the classroom to check one more time.

Halls are filled with students catching up with one another after the not so long summer that just ended. The room is just up the stairs and as you jog your way up them you crash into someone. Immediately you start apologizing, going for your phone that went skyrocketing out of your hoodie pocket. You look up and your heart drops. The butterflies in your stomach coming out to play.

“Not only did I not get your name but now you’re throwing yourself at me.” He's leaning on the rail looking down at you with those damn eyebrows raised. As if your heart wasn't already beating out of your chest just from the sight of him.

“I don't know who you think you are but I, of all people, am definitely not throwing myself at you. I’m headed back to study hall to check for my-“ Before you can finish what you were saying he interrupts.

“Looking for what… this?” Holding your notebook in his hand with that same smirk he so dared to give you earlier.

“How?” you clear your throat. “Why do you have my notebook?” Confused as to how he got his hands on it and more so scared he went through it. You jump to grab it as he raises his hand to bring it just out of your reach.

“No ma’am, I need a name first.” Taking a step down to close the gap in between the two of you.

Baffled and speechless staring at this boy, this blonde haired, dark eyed boy whom you haven't held a conversation with yet you feel as though you had known each other for years just with the confidence he holds talking to you.

“Why do you care? Just give me what's mine please.” cheeks beginning to flush again but not in the way they did earlier, this time it's rage boiling up and you're about to let it steep over if he doesn't abide.

“I like to keep tabs on the pretty girls here and you just so happen to be one that I share a desk with, so that’s why I care. Do I need to ask again or do I need to go through this thing to find it out.” Opening up the cover of the notebook.

“Y/N! Y/N!” You shout like there is no tomorrow. The last thing you need is for him to see what a control freak you are by going through your meticulously organized life plan.

“Cute.” Throwing the book your way. “ Well I guess I’ll see you in class tomorrow Y/n, and don't look so desperate to see me alright.” Winking he smugly turns away and makes his way down the stairs.

Who is this boy and why does he have your heart pounding at an unhealthy rate.

Joon is patiently waiting, scrolling on his phone as you open and slam the car door shut. Not even letting him mutter out a word you start shouting out about what just happened.

“Yoongi, who the fuck is Yoongi?!” Screaming at this point. Not caring if anyone is around to listen to you, you're so flustered the only thing you can hear is your pulse pumping through your body at an ungodly pace. “I don't know who or what this man thinks he is but I am not here for it.”

“Ahh Yoongi? The blonde?” Joon clearly knows who it is. His eyes wide at just hearing his name spout out your mouth.

“Yes, the blonde.” you repeat back mocking his voice.

Joon sighs. “I can't believe he’s still even enrolled here, I would've thought he dropped out by now. He got held back last year and even went through summer school to try and make up what he needed. But clearly that didn't go over too well.” Not at all pleased with what you told him about the situation he leans back in his seat. “I suggest staying clear of him Y/n, He's got a bad past with women and if your first interaction was this bad I can only imagine what it could be if you don't just ignore him.”

“Well that’ll be hard as I’m assigned to the seat next to him Joon.” For some reason there's a lump in your throat when he gets so defensive, almost as if the interaction brought you some comfort knowing this is your first time experiencing high school drama.

You quickly put that thought out of your mind. You have never cared for the highschool antics, so why would you now.

Driving home Joon is explaining all the ways you could get out assigned seating or possibly even switch your study hall period.

“I think i’ll be okay Joonie, If you forgot I’m a pro at the silence treatment. I’m sure he’ll get bored quickly and move on from whatever the hell he's doing.” Thinking over it you wonder what his motives are. Is this his definition of flirting, because if so he’s got the wrong idea. or better yet the women that have fallen for this trap are just stupid as hell. This must just be a game he plays to see who's dumb or desperate enough to follow along, but that is not you. You're not the average girl who drools over boys like him.

The car ride comes to an end when you're pulling up your driveway. You invite Joon to come in and hangout for a little before your brat of a brother gets home, which he gladly agrees to.

First day of senior year was not what you had it out to be but you're actually feeling better about the rest of the year.

Your brother is pulling into the driveway. Which means Joon would be leaving relatively soon since the two of them have never gotten along. For how much you despise your brother he has always been very protective of you, and has always had it out that Joon likes you. A thought of his that you have brushed off everytime. You and Joon are nothing more than friends and that's the way it has always been. Tae just doesn't see men and women keeping a friendship platonic. For him it makes sense, he hasn't had a relationship like you and Joon so he wouldn't understand.

Tae comes through the door and immediately gives Joon a look. “Will you ever get a girlfriend or are you just gonna chase her forever?” Moving into the kitchen he barks at Joon.

“I-It isn't like that and you know it, not my fault you can't look at women as anything but a sex object.” Looking down at his lap he is clearly bothered by his comment. His cheeks are flushed with embarrassment.

Of all the years Tae has teased him spouting the nonsense that Joon likes you, He has never once reacted like this. He usually just rolls his eyes and moves on but today he is actually letting it get to him.

“Enough, you two have known eachother for far too long to still be acting like this. It's annoying, are you ever just going to get along?” Fed up with the bickering and not being able to have Joon around your brother. “I’m seriously sick of not being able to have my best friend at my own house because you don't know when to shut up Tae.”

“I’ll stop when he admits his feelings, have you never wondered why he’s stuck around for so long?” Pulling his hair back out of his eyes as they bounce back and forth between you two sitting on the couch.

Joon is uncomfortably shifting in his seat, not knowing how to respond back. He almost looks flustered by his words.

“Ever thought that maybe we just enjoy eachothers company, we're strictly friends and that's how things will stay. So you can give up this stupid teasing.” Looking over at Joon he is almost knocked back with what you said.

Sitting up from the couch quickly his eyes not once meeting yours as he grabs his things. “Exactly, if it weren't for me your sister would truly be a loner.” He laughs as he pats your shoulder letting you know he’s heading home.

Making the way to your bedroom you wonder why he acted as he did. Tae has never let up with the taunting yet today he seemed so taken aback by it. Not just that but by how you responded. You couldn't ever see Joon thinking as you but anything as a friend. Too many things have happened between you that it just couldn't be possible. Plus if that was the case why wouldn't he have said something years ago.

Getting undressed to find something comfy to put on you hear buzzing coming from your bed. Probably your bother calling to let you know he is leaving since he’s never home for too long. Grabbing your phone you are surprised to see that it’s an unknown caller. Who would be calling you? You rarely get phone calls unless it's your family or Joon.

Thinking maybe It's a job you applied for, you decide to answer the call.

“Hello?”

“So the school's recluse actually answers her phone, good to know.”

A pit in your stomach begins to form as you’ve heard this voice before and it's not a voice you were at all expecting to hear.

How did he get your number? Panicking and pacing your room you frantically think of something to say. “Did you break into the school records to get my phone number or something?” Your palms are sweating causing you to grip tighter to your phone so it doesn't slip out.

A low rumble of laughter coming through the speaker. “I know I seem like the type but I can't afford doing something so daunting having my track record already ruined there.” His voice is deep, sounding like he just woke up from a nap. “You actually have it plastered all over that little diary of yours.”

You can hardly get out the next words knowing he went through the one thing that's ever so personal and secret for you. “And you thought to keep it, why?” Your knees buckling you decide to sit down on your bed to keep you from falling over.

“I already told you silly, gotta keep them tabs.” You can hear his smirk through the phone.

“Well delete it and don't call again. Actually I’ll just block your contact.” Pulling your phone down to hang up you heard him telling you to wait. Reluctantly your body moves to hear what he has to say.

“I actually did have something to ask. After opening up your notebook I saw you had your number in there so I put it in my phone to let you know you had dropped it after your little runaway scene.” He pauses. “I was going to delete it but I thought I could ask if you would be interested in helping me out.”

“If this is your way of making a booty call I’m good. Next time don't try to be the good guy and just leave other people's shit alone.”

“Woah there feisty, as much as I would rather be making a booty call it's not about that. You seem smart and as you probably already know I’m horrible when it comes to school. I could use the help and what better than a pretty girl to help me out.” His cockyness quickly fading and turning into insecurity.

“Well sorry you've called the wrong person. Go ask the girls that are drooling over you to help. I am positive they would be more than glad to get any time with you.”

The pit in your stomach sinking deeper down. You don't know what it is about him that makes you so nervous. Yeah he is astonishingly hot but so is Joon and you have never had an issue like this. Maybe it’s the way he carries himself or the fact that he makes you question yourself. But whatever it is needs to stop. It's the last year and you need to focus, not worry about these feelings that are throwing your heart for a loop.

“Give it some thought, I’m sure I can change your mind. See you tomorrow.” And just like that he hangs up.

This boy is gonna be the death of you.

———

The next morning is a breath of fresh air knowing the first day nerves are over and dealt with.

Getting ready for the day you decide to put a little more effort in than usual, curling your hair and putting it up into a cute high pony. Covering your small but plump lips with your favorite lip color that you keep for special occasions. You tell yourself it's to make you feel more confident but the little devil on your shoulder brings up the fact that you will once again see that annoyingly handsome boy today.

Tae must have spent the night with his friends, you don't hear him rummaging in the bathroom to get ready. You're glad though because you know he would have some comment about the way you put yourself together today.

Joon gets here earlier than usual. Packing up your things you race down the pavement to get in his passenger seat. Once you’re seated you turn to give him a smile but he is already meeting you with those big dimples. His cheeks red with giddiness you ask him why he is looking at you that way. Not that you don’t like it, it gives you more confidence knowing you look damn good.

“The last time you were this put together was our freshman homecoming when you forced me to go with you so you wouldnt look like a loser.” His eyes are glowing as he brushes his hand through your freshly curled ponytail.

“Knock it off Joonie.” You're now blushing at the compliment and a little embarrassed at him bringing up that not so fond memory.

If anyone can make you feel good about yourself it's him. Even being strictly friends, his approval of the way you look gives you the best feeling inside. Who wouldn't want that kind of reassurance from someone as good looking as him I mean come on.

“You got a hot date or were you just trying to fish compliments out of me?” He’s squishing your cheeks together with the biggest grin on his face.

“You’re a goof, I just wanted to give a little more effort this year.” Muffling out the words as his hands are still pinching around your face.

“Well you look great and that's coming from a catch like me so be proud.” Winking at you he puts his hands back on the steering wheel and asks if you want to catch a bite to eat before heading to school.

You let him know you didn't eat before leaving and offer up a place to go. He agrees and pulls out the driveway to head to the cafe.

The cafe is full of people from your school, probably because it's one of the closest places to eat from the building. Joon recognizes some people from one of his classes and pulls away from your side to go say hello. Taking the time apart you go up to order both of you a coffee and something small to munch on. Looking over at him you can't help but to smile at him laughing with the group. It doesn't surprise you that he has already found friends from spending just one day at school. You can’t lie, it does make you a little jealous. If only you could muster up the courage to talk to people in your classes. You are nowhere as easy to talk to as him though. Joons personality just attracts people, so outgoing and can stir up conversation with just about anyone.

Waving goodbye he walks back over to you just as your order is ready. You grab your food and wrap your arm around Joons waist as you leave the cafe. He gives you a quick smile while bringing you in closer with an arm over your shoulder. Taking a sip of his coffee before parting with you to get back in the car.

Classes couldn't have gone any slower for you this morning. As lunch time approaches you’ve become pretty tired. Glad that you finally got your schedule transfered into your precious notebook. You put it in your locker making a mental note that it's in there.

Lunch was great, not only did the cafeteria have your favorite food but you and Joon were laughing your asses off over your favorite youtuber the entire time. He lets you know he has his club introductions so he wouldn't be able to give you a ride home. You’re a little bummed about it but the bus ride back to your place isn't too bad so you figure you’ll be alright. As lunch comes to an end the thought of having to see Yoongi next period has you flustered. You really hope he forgets about this whole tutoring scheme he has set out for you.

As you and Joon are walking out of the lunchroom a girl comes walking up to him.

“Hey Namjoon, I was wondering if you wanted to catch a movie later. Me and a few other people are going so I figured I would extend the invitation since we all share a class together.” Batting her eyelashes It’s clear her intentions are much more than just extending an invitation.

“Oh thanks but I've got other plans maybe next time though.” Not even looking at her he responds and nudges you to keep walking.

Joon doesn't notice but she very clearly rolls her eyes at you as she lets out a scoff. She probably has it out that you and him are something more than friends. Which isnt the case but you’re not surprised since you two are hardly apart and tend to walk like a couple. It's no different from the way you would walk with a girl so you have never really bothered to notice. From an outside perspective it probably seems a little different.

“You should go Joonie, when was the last time you went out on a date with a girl hmm.” Bumping his hip with yours you look up at him.

He doesn't look enthralled at all by the idea. “Who needs dates when they have the best friend of their dreams to spend time with.” He throws his arm around your shoulders and gives your head a soft pat.

The last date he had didn't go well so that could very much be the reason he just turned it down, but this isn't the first time since he has been asked out and refused. He probably just wants to focus on school and not have the worry of going through what happened last time.

Right as you are about to part ways and head to your next period a familiar face catches your eye. It’s Yoongi leaning against the lockers talking to some girl about who knows what. You immediately start talking to Joon about anything you can think of to keep yourself from staring at him. Joon is quick to respond and as he is you can’t help but get one more glimpse at Yoongi as he looks ridiculously good today, wearing black jeans with a white tee and denim jacket. As you’re looking Yoongi meets your gaze and follows it up by throwing a wink your way. Instantly the heat in your cheeks begin to rise. Throwing your head down you start to speed up your pace. Grabbing Joons hand to keep him up to your speed he practically trips over his feet before catching up with you.

“Slow your roll before I end up eating the ground god damn.” Looking at you with concern he drags you back to slow down your strides. “What was that about? You can’t be that excited to get to class.”

“I-uh I just wanted to get in there before it’s jam packed is all.” Giving him a reassuring smile you let him know to tell you about how his club meeting goes since this will be the last time you see him today.

He nods his head and asks you to text him when you get home to make sure your bus ride goes okay. After Waving goodbye you head into the room to take your seat and prepare your things to get started on your assignments you got from previous classes.

You made it into class early today so there are only a few other people in the room. The teacher says her hellos and makes her way to the door to greet other students as they come in. You actually really enjoy her over your other teachers, she's very easy going and just has something about her that makes you feel very comforted. She teaches English in addition to this study hall period and you wish you could've had her for English since you don't really like your english teacher who couldn't be more boring.

The bell rings and the rest of the class comes piling through the door. You have already started working on your math assignment you got earlier. Airpods in your ears to help you concentrate you feel your desk rumble as someone pulls the chair out from underneath it to sit down. Not looking, you already know who it is and you don't want to acknowledge his presence after your brief interaction in the hallway. To your surprise you see him throw his things under his chair and start scrolling through his phone not even bothering to make any smart remarks today.

Thank god.

You don’t think you could focus on your work if he had said something. Just his presence makes your mind and heart race. You hate it.

Writing the next answer down on the page you feel your phone buzz in your pocket. When you pull it out to check what it was you drop your pencil in shock and it rolls down your desk landing under the chair that Yoongi is seated in.

Fuck.

Your head is already spinning by the notification you got and now you are going to have to force yourself to acknowledge your deskmate. Before you move to grab the pencil you remember you have a spare in your bag so you decide on that instead.

Your phone buzzes again but this time you already know what it is so the shock isn't as bad. Opening your phone you go to respond.

DeskMate

12:45

So about my offer…

12:47

Didnt mean to spook

you sorry

Stop texting me

Putting your phone back in your pocket Yoongi leans over to hand you the pencil you had dropped. You grab it quickly and get back to your work while you still have the effort to do so.

“You could at least say thank you.” Whispering he leans in to close to your liking. “Just trying to be friendly.” Talking right into your ear so you can hear him over the music you're playing from your airpods.

You take out one from your ear. “Thanks.” Trying your best to not turn and look at him.

“I’m free after school, I could use the help so if you have it in your heart to help out a poor guy like me I’ll be in the parking lot.” Still whispering in your ear, his breath tickling the side of your neck.

Knees bouncing up and down you think about how to reply. Him being so close does not help with the ache in your lower stomach. You know he can see how nervous you are but still continues to keep his stance.

“I’ll think about it, can I get back to my work now?” You make the choice to turn your head and look into his eyes showing that you're serious.

He nods and with another wink he leans back into his seat going right back to looking at his phone.

You zone out everything around you and try your best to finish your work.

The bell rings and you’re dazed as to how the time passed by so fast.

Yoongi is the first to head out. Not surprised since he didn't open his bag once to work, instead he sat on his phone the entirety of the class.

Thinking over what Yoongi said the rest of the day you debate on whether or not to help him out. It's something you need to decide on quickly since you only have thirty minutes left until school is out.

At your locker you still haven't made a choice. Taking out the textbooks you don't need you put them in your locker replacing them with your notebook. You check your phone to see if there are any texts from Yoongi, which thankfully there aren't any. You did however see that Joon sent a message telling you to be safe on your trip home. Responding back with a thumbs up and heart emoji you close your locker and walk away.

After what Joon had told you about Yoongi's past you fret him being upset that you’re even contemplating helping him out. Although knowing Joon he would get over it quickly.

Your body is now in control as you make your way out to the parking lot. Legs working faster than your brain can keep up at this point. You see Yoongi talking with a group of girls -not surprised- next to a car you assume is his. Walking up behind the girls you gesture for him to speak with you.

One of the girls who had just asked Joon out to the movies, she must have moved on quickly because she is now asking Yoongi the same question. You can't help but let out a snicker. As she whips her head around to see who was behind her Yoongi tells them he’s got plans.

“Well aren't you quite popular today, I thought you had plans with your little boyfriend. Funny seeing you ditched them for him.” Flipping her hair behind her shoulder she walks off with her possy of other stuck up bitches.

You watch as they walk off still with a smile plastered across your face. Yoongi now standing just a foot away from you the grin you just had quickly fades and you start to regret the decision to come here.

“So the guy in the hallway is your boyfriend?” He pauses as the corners of his mouth turn up into a devilish smirk. “Didn't take you as the type to make plans with another guy better yet ditch the plans I assume you already had. You're more interesting than I thought.”

Words are not coming by easily for you at the moment. “I don't have a boyfriend and I haven't even agreed to your little plans yet anyways.” Proud of the way you are keeping your composure you decide to go on. “So what's in this for me, because right now it just seems like a waste of my time.”

Yoongi is surprised to see how you respond with such confidence as the rest of the time you have looked like you just saw a ghost.

Taking a step in closer “Don’t worry I won't waste your time.”

The thoughts racing in your head at the moment would give a priest a heart attack. Your composure doesn't last as long as you had hoped. Heat flowing from your cheeks to the warm spot between your legs you fall backwards catching yourself on the car behind you.

“I-I I-uh don't know what youre talking about.”

“You will soon… sweetheart.”

How does he know exactly what to say to get your heart going?

“So are you helping then?” His arms are placed behind him propping himself up on the car. His eyebrows cocked up as he asks.

“Only because I have a sliver of kindness in my heart.” dusting your hands off from the dirty car you had fallen on he opens the passenger door and gestures for you to get in.

“Is a cafe okay to get started at?” Comfortable in his seat he starts the car and begins to pull out of the parking lot.

You definitely do not want to get caught with him in public, especially since you are keeping this from Joon. Starting to panic you realize you have never kept anything from him. How are you supposed to go through with this knowing that? You start fidgeting with your phone thinking of an excuse for the reason you aren't taking the bus.

JoonieBug🪲🤍

The weather is actually nice

out today, I think I’ll just walk

home. Goodluck with your club

thing dork❤️

Sounds good 👍

Get home safe I’ll text

you later ❤️

“Is that a no?” Now looking directly at you trying to avert your attention from your phone.

The question he had asked almost went right over your head while checking to see what Joon had responded with. As soon as you read it your nervousness subsides.

“What? sorry”

“Should we go to a cafe or do you have better things to do?” Eyes wide he points at your phone you've been distracted with.

“Oh um. The cafe really isn't my scene, my mom is out of town so we could just head to my place if that's alright.” You keep your head down hoping he wont take that the wrong way.

“Ballsy, asking me over to your place on the first date. You really arent how I expected you to be.” He pats your leg with excitement.

Of course he takes it the wrong way. What were expecting coming from a guy like him.

“Not at all what I meant and this is not a date. Simply me helping out someone in need.” Rolling your eyes and flicking his hand off your thigh.

“Yeah, yeah we’ll see. Guide the way sweetheart.”

Unprepared for what's about to take place you try to relax by listening to the music which actually isn't too bad. He doesn't really talk the whole ride, just bobs his head to the beat and casually sings along to some of the chorus.

When you finally pull into the neighborhood you point out which house is yours and instruct him to park in the driveway.

Both of you grab your things and head for the front door. Walking in Yoongi takes the scene around him in complementing the decorations here and there. You tell him to take a seat on the couch while you change.

Throwing whatever you can find on you check your appearance to make sure you dont look like a hot mess, because you sure do feel like one. Everythings good. Your curls are still bouncy and your makeup is still intact due to the superstar setting spray you bought a couple weeks back.

Yoongi is still in the same spot once you return to the living room, just scrolling through his social media. You make sure there's enough distance between the two of you before letting out a sigh and falling back into the comfy couch.

“Um the bathrooms right up the stairs by the way and the kitchen is right around that corner. If you need a drink feel free to grab something out of the fridge.” You point out where you just mentioned and then pull out your notebook for a piece of paper to get started.

You ask what classes he is taking in hopes to get a better idea of what you got yourself into. Luckily most of the classes are ones that you have already taken or are currently taking. As he is explaining what he needs help with you keep track by writing it down on the paper. He lets out a laugh and you look up to see what he is on about.

“You sure do like to keep control huh.” The corners of his mouth slightly turned up. He runs his hands through his messy blonde hair.

“Is there something wrong with that?” You’re confused as to why he would ask because that should be a giive you think.

“Not at all, actually I can relate.” Scooting a bit closer to you to see what you've written on the paper.

His leg brushes yours as he sets himself right next to you. If he gets any closer you think you might faint. Having him in your house is already enough to get your blood pumping but hearing his breaths is what really does it. Crossing your legs to subdue the thumping that's going on in your lower abdomen you start setting out a plan to get him up to speed with school as quickly as possible. Not knowing how many more of these sessions you could go through.

You give him your ideas and ask for feedback on them so you can make changes if needed. The feedback he gave was that whatever you think will work is probably what’s best.

Smart guy.

Time goes by as you show him all the things you would prefer him to do before going any further with this so-called tutoring. This actually isn't so bad when you are focused on school instead of what he's wearing or the way his hair falls on his head.

You ask for his phone to set up when his tests and labs are in his calendar since he would more than likely lose any paper copy. He grins and hands it over.

“I’m gonna hit the restroom, don't be nosy.” Getting up to head for the stairs.

Nodding your head you wait for the door to close before leaving the calendar to do exactly what he told you not to. His wallpaper is a picture of the night sky and his apps are customized to look like different stars. You didn't take him for the type to decorate his phone but it's actually pretty cute. Not really knowing how to navigate his phone you end up in his messages, when you type in your number out of curiosity you notice he actually has it saved.

TomatoFace🍅

You scoff at what he has you saved under. You’re quick to turn off his phone and set it back on the couch when you hear the bathroom door open. Opening up your notebook to go over your day you wait to hear the footsteps back down the stairs. But they don't come. Quickly getting up from the couch you run up the stairs to see what he could be doing.

The door to your room is open.

“Funny that you tell me not to be nosy.” Anger emitting from your voice you see he is looking at your photo wall.

“Was just curious what a control freak like you would have in their bedroom.” He looks back at you with pure innocence in his face.

“Okay well I think you had your share of snooping.” You bark back not caring if him coming in here was innocent or not.

Grabbing his hand to lead him out he pulls you back. Falling directly into his chest you look up at him to see lust in his eyes as he grabs the back of your neck and plants his soft lips right on yours. You freeze confused as to what's happening. He pulls back away but as soon as he does you drag him right back in and slam your lips back onto him. His hands are tracing your figure and you let out a slight moan. Which he was very happy to hear because as soon as it happens he deepens the kiss.

You’re so caught up in the moment your hand now tangled in his hair as the other is pulling in his hips to close the distance between you. Lips parting he pushes his tongue through to glide across yours and you push against him. Your pushes must have been rough as he is now against the wall when he pulls away again.

“I know you like control but how about we switch roles for a little.” His hand is on your waist still, his hair more messy than before.

The heat between your legs now dripping with desire after hearing his remark. Your mind has taken the backseat as your body is doing all the talking and you want more. The tutor session you had been dreading since class has become the release you needed.

“I wouldn't mind that.” His eyes are like daggers aiming right at yours. You don’t want the moment to end so you slowly back towards the edge of your bed.

Yoongi is quick to follow, laying you back into the middle of your bed before tasting your lips again. This time his hands are more confident as they run up your stomach and onto your clothed breast. Another moan follows and you feel him laughing into your mouth. Your cunt throbbing at the sensation.

You start to become nervous since this is the first time in a while something like this has happened. A fling with a guy you met online was the last time you got a release but nothing like what you are feeling right now.

The way Yoongi touches you with such pleasure has you melting under his hands.

Your breathing becomes more frantic.

“If you want to stop I’ll stop.” Eyeing you with concern he can tell you are hesitant with going forward.

“It’s just been awhile.” Your voice is hoarse from the shallow breaths you've been taking.

“I can take it slow.” With such care in his voice he grabs your hand and brings it to his chest. “And don’t be afraid to touch me sweetheart.”

Just like that you feel the throbbing in your cunt rise to an all time high. Your hands gliding over his defined chest gaining the courage you need to go forward. You follow up by placing his hand back on your breast.

“I’m not afraid, and you shouldnt be either.” Grabbing his hips you bring him back down on top of you.

His hand travels down your waist to play with the hem of your shirt before slowly guiding it under and working its way back up. Pulling your back off the bed he reaches around to unclasp your bra. Not wanting to waste anytime his fingers start circling your nub. Your lips parting as you moan, you move to slide your tongue in.

Pressing up against your heat you can feel him through his jeans. He’s big. Like really big. It makes you needy. You sit up to throw your shirt and bra off to the ground.

He lets out a subtle grunt. “Just as I thought, You’re perfect.” It doesn't take long before your tops make a pile next to the bed.

His toned body is everything you could have dreamed of. Hair now slicked back with sweat and eyes filled with admiration as they take in the view. Your neediness now at its max your hand makes its way to unclasp the fabric at his waist. Pulling his bottoms down your eyes are wide at the sight of him in his briefs. You knew it was big from just feeling it on your thigh but this is daunting to look at.

“Like what you see babygirl?” He does the rest of the work pulling his jeans off. Once they are gone he’s reaching for yours.

His hand at the waist of your sweatpants teasingly pulling it back and letting it go against your skin while kissing down your belly. The tinge of the elastic hitting your hips is invigorating. He is so mindful but so rash in the way he touches you. You love it. You’ve never been touched like this.

He finally slips his hand under the cloth of your pants, reaching your panties. He moves down to your center. Your head now facing up at the ceiling from his touch.

“Mm you’re so wet already.” Rubbing his hand between your folds not yet touching what is aching to be handled.

“Please Yoongi, I need you.” You beg as you reach to grab his hard.

“Fuck.” Moaning he takes your pants off to reveal your soaked through thong.

Your back starts to arch and your moans are coming out tenfold as he circles your bud with his fingers. You could come from just the stimulation you're getting and you're completely fine with it.

Pulling your thong to the side his finger starts playing with your opening. Needing a release and quick you guide his hand into you. His long fingers hitting every spot you need him to.

“So needy”

His fingers sliding in and out of you curling as they reach your g spot. Your whines telling him he's doing great. It only takes a couple pumps into you when you start to feel the pressure building up in your core ready to snap. It's like he already knows what your body needs. You feel yourself tightening around his fingers as your eyes roll back knowing what you have been begging for is right around the corner.

Yoongi bends down right next to your ear to whisper “Come for me sweetheart.”

And just like that you've reached euphoria.

He’s watching you with awh as you hit your climax. Not once taking his gaze away from your face enjoying how fast you crumble beneath him.

Legs shaking and closing around his arm you moan louder than you ever have.

“Yoongi, Fuck!”

His name rolling off your tongue like it's been said a million times.

“Say it again”

He demands as his fingers ride you through this high you never want to come down from.

“Yoongi!”

His hard is now pulsing against your thigh.

Slipping his fingers out from you he places them in his mouth licking up the mess you made.

“Fuck you even taste good sweetheart.”

Struggling to keep your eyes focused on him, blurry from the intense orgasm you just had. He gives your lower tummy a kiss.

“I can’t believe that just happened.” You mutter out breathlessly.

“Believe it babygirl.”

Pulling you up from the bed he places your hand on his throbbing cock. As you make your into his briefs you’re interrupted.

“I’m home! JK dropped me off after practice. Who’s car is that out front?”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

So caught up in the moment you completely forgot your brother told you he would be home earlier than usual.

Yoongi being here wouldn't be an issue if he wasn't practically naked in your room. You could have easily explained about you helping him out with school. But no way in hell could you come up with an excuse for this.

Jumping up to get off the bed you gather your clothing from off the floor and start to dress yourself. Yoongi is still on the bed exactly how you left him. Grabbing his things from off the floor you fling them onto the bed.

“Oh my god, you have to go. My brother cannot find out about this.”

Thinking of how you are going to get him out you remember you left all your stuff downstairs on the coffee table.

Yoongi is laughing at you as you pace the room.

“You think this is funny?!”

“Maybe a little” Still laughing.

You open your door to check for Tae downstairs. Not seeing him anywhere, you push Yoongi into the bathroom and run back to your room to fix yourself up before heading down.

Tae had already made his way into his room so you take a seat on the couch. Legs shaking as you nervously wait for Yoongi to join you.

Your brother emerges from his room to see you now on the sofa.

“Whose stuff is that? Did you finally make a friend?”

“No I-uh am tutoring someone from school, he’s in the bathroom.”

Peeking around the corner to make sure he heard what you said. “You’re tutoring? Why?” His eyebrows cucked up with confusion.

Thinking of something to say quickly.

“My teacher recommended me since I’m one of the top students in my class.”

Good. That sounds believable.

Hearing the bathroom door swing open. Hoping your brother doesn't flip once he sees who it is.

Yoongi is a different person when introducing himself to Tae. His posture is taller, His voice is higher and he's smiling at your brother while motioning out his hand for Tae to shake. Where has this gentleman been hiding out, He's not at all the boy you got seated next to.

Surprisingly Tae isn't offput at all. They are actually making small talk about sports in the kitchen entryway. You clear your throat to get their attention.

“Not trying to interrupt but Yoongi didn't you say you had somewhere to be.” Looking at him you dart your eyes to the door and you gently sweep your hands so he gets the hint to leave.

“Yeah actually, I must have lost track of time. I’ll take my leave.”

Once at the door he flips around to give you a wink before telling you he will see you this weekend for your next session. You immediately know what he means by that and close the door with haste.

Not acknowledging Tae at all you go to your room.

Phone buzzing you reach to check.

DeskMate

Don’t think about me

too much while i'm

gone, sweetheart😉

Shutting it off quickly after reading you sit down in your desk chair and take a deep breath of relief that you got though that.

Your mind is racing at the fact that the boy you just met and can't stand fingerfucked you in your bed.

The pent up desire now over with you won't fall into his trap again.

[chronicalfangirl]

YOOO I HAD THE BEST DREAM EVER I JUST HAVE TO WRITE IT DOWN

I was moved to an mental institution, i felt very scared and alone when suddenly a very beautiful girl comes up to me and just sits with me, she showed me some of her stuff and i watched her in silence. I no longer felt that lonely, with her by my side.

Later on, we went for a walk togheter, outside the institution. It was so nice, i’ve never felt more peaceful than this, with someone.

When we arrived back it was dinner time. We sat down next to eachother, waiting for the dinner to be served.

After dinner, the kids just lounged around the social area of the institution, so we two snuck away to sit outside on a bench to watch the sun set. We leaned on eachother and held hands. It felt like we had known eachother for an eternity.

The next morning i went to the kitchen of the institution to meet up for breakfast. I was looking for her, but i couldnt see her anywhere im the dining hall. Where was she?

I sat alone eating my food, wondering where she was. Had she left me? Why would she leave? I never saw her that entire day, i was worried sick because why would she have left without telling me why?

I didnt see her for two more days after that.

But on the fourth day of not having seen her, i finally saw her. She was sitting on a bench right outside the window, staring off into nothing. She didnt leave me..? With both exitement and the slight feeling of betrayal i went out to see her. I immediately asked where she had been. She looked up at me with red, tear stained eyes. I immediately sat down beside her and held her with my arm, allowing her to rest her head on my shoulder and let all her feelings out.

After sitting like this in silence for a while, she finally starts uttering words.

«I…I was locked in a room…after I had an outbreak….»

Thats where she had been…. It all makes sense now.

After we talked about everything that happened, we just quietly cuddled up in some corner of the lounge. It was so quiet and empty there, as if we were the only people that existed. She held on to my hand, never intending to let me go.

Suddenly, she starts to speak again. She tells me how she was locked up with multiple people that were nearly and utterly insane, they had probably been locked in there for a while already. They had been picking at her the entire time she had been locked in there, everything from pulling out her hair from just staring at her with hateful eyes.

No wonder her eyes were so bloodshot.

I swore to god i would haunt then down and make them go through hell for doing that to her. Thats when i realized how much she meant to me. I also realized i was gripping my hospital-like gown in anger.

She took my hand with her soft hands, making me snap out of my angry thoughts. I looked at her, the most beautiful person I have ever met.

She whispers into my ear, «lets get the fuck out of here, yeah?»

We separate into each our rooms to get ready to run away. I packed my backpack and changed into my own clothes. I will sacrifice everything to be with her, even my life.

We ran like it was a big lion behind us, like we were running for our lives. She laughed so happily while we were running from the asylum like institution. I watched her admiringly, happy to see her this happy for the first time.

After running a while we decided to camp under a bridge for the night. I stole some of the blankets, so i laid them out for us to lay on, and sat on them. She sat down next to me, quietly watching the lake.

I was stuck in my own thoughts, thinking about everything. My life. When she takes my hand, i snap out of the dark cloud of thoughts, and i look into her eyes. Her eyes were the most warm and comforting eyes i had ever seen. How could someone be this perfect?

As i sit there, lost in her eyes and her hand wrapped around mine, i feel her lean closer, and closer. Suddenly her lips touched mine. What was happening? Is she really kissing me? My eyes widened before i let it all happen and close my eyes, kissing back. I couldnt believe this, was this really happening, or was i just daydreaming?

I dont know, but either way, i was the happiest i have ever been.

[unrequitedundeserved]

i feel like people stop liking me when they get to know me

it really sucks, and i dont get whats so wrong about me. It feels like a weight on my chest, and its cold, and chilling and isolating. I can never guess what it is. in any situation im somehow the outsider. ive just come to accept it, and i have friends, but we are basically our only friends. and theyre across the country. when i get to know people at school it goes nowhere. I hate it, theres no real connections here, If i open up to someone, and i dont mean spill all my traumas or experiences or whatever, I just mean be like my old self, be like the “cainy” that my mom knows, i think they get distant. i asked one friend to hang out all the time and he always says no. I also tried to get to know a girl and got rejected before I even got the chance to ask her if she wanted to hang out. I try to laugh it off but that weight looms, waiting to press down on me once again. my mom said Im no longer her “cainy” i look like a grown ass man. I think im too sensitive, everything gets to me and everything i overthink. Why cant i still be your little boy? Do i look so different? Do you no longer see me the same? What would my dad say if he saw me? Does he look different too? 

Im scared to talk to my dad or see him in person, I think he has gray hair and seeing him older will make me cry, the thought of it makes me cry. And hes gonna die thinking i hate him but Im so mixed up in the head I just cant face things anymore things get too real. im too vulnerable and maybe thats why people dont like me, im so quiet i remember one time a girl caleld me “stand offish” but i was just walking down a hallway. 

Do i look so different to people? I was already unnoticed before so whats the difference? I dont want to be like some shut in incel wierdo I just feel so alone here, or anywhere. At dinner talking to my cousin i felt like i was talking to a stranger, i felt the same way with ym aunt. I adopt so many different identites or try to attach my self to things but im just me. I wish i could still be cainy or the energetic happy curious kid you remember that you even wrote a letter to me describing how ive changed and im no longer that kid. Do you also wonder what happened to me? do you blame yourself for it? do you think your a bad mother? Im crying as i write this. I love you, i love a lot of people, Im sorry i dont show it something is just wrong with me so deeply wrong, was i just bullied? was it because I got caled a deformed child and got my looks made fun of for years? did that change me or was it high school teachers kicking me out of their class becuase I was too stupid and putting me on suicide watch. Do you wish I was a different kid? sometimes I forget that I was a mistake, and you didnt mean to have me. Im sorry, im sorry that you couldnt be with that man that you would write letters in red ink to, that sounds like real love to me and i Robbed you of that. My existence robbed you of finding real love and im sorry, I am cain the murder the cursed doomed to walk alone. I cant pay any price higher than that so this is my repentance. Your not a bad mother, your going to grow old and get gray hair and die and I will be there i promise, but i still will wonder if I am a mistake to you, i remember one time you asked me why cant i be like lee, was that the son you wanted? im not angry as i write this, not in the slightest, i actually feel guilty. guilty that i cant be what you wanted, not the son or the type of son, i became a quiet loser and I wonder if you would be happier if you still got to write letters to that man you loved. I never feel angry at these things, i always put the guilt on me. 

I wish you couldve been happier, but I feel like your going to die feeling like this, and i wont get to change that because I cant. Dad will also die thinking i hate him, my life is so fucked up and I dont know how to change it. I cant change me. 

When that girl rejected me I listened to “Tonight, Tonight” on the way home. I opened the gate and checked the mail as the song hit its climax, and started shaking in tears, everything was too much then. But I wasn’t mad, I was just learning to deal with that as a person. I did like her but she was going to travel to paris and then the world, what could i give to someone like that? someone who has seen everything there is to have and would somehow choose me? It was impossible from the getgo, but for some ignorant reason I still wondered the possibility.

This is getting to long, im so goddamn wierd.

[selinakidreams]

here’s a lil something for baku (and you) to enjoy on his birthday <3 all apart of the bakugo birthday bash hosted by the lovely @jodrawssmut @phasmwrites @katsukikitten @bakugotrashpanda @lady-bakuhoe @ramen-rambles ! !! thank you guys so much for letting me be apart of this <3

pairing: (established relationship) QUIRKLESS AU kiribaku x fem! reader

word count: 3k+

warnings: alcohol consumption but sober sex, oral (f receiving), mentions of throat fucking, mentions of spit roasting, lots of mentions of spit <3 (and exactly one spit into a mouth), very light degradation, praise

a/n: this is my first time writing with three characters kdjdkdk it’s way out of my comfort zone and I only had 6 days to write it,, but I did it!! trust me I wanted to write more but I actually wanted to make it to baku’s birthday so !! don’t be mad at the endiiiiiiinnnngggg <3

The jazz wafted throughout the empty bar; your silk dress falling from the edge of your seat. It has been a slow night for the bar. You leaned your head into your hand, elbow keeping you sturdy as you swirled the drink around it’s glass cup. 

Your friend's party became a bit too feral for your taste, but you kept your word and stayed as long as you could for the sole purpose of seeing her smile, but then they showed up and you saw yourself out. 

The dim lighting made your eyes droopy with no action to keep your brain going, so you take another swig of your drink before swiveling in your chair to face the other side of the bar. 

Floor to ceiling windows greeted you, giving you the perfect overlook to the twinkling city lights below. It was incredible how your friend could afford a room in this hotel for her party. 

You noticed a movement in the corner of your eye; someone had entered the bar. 

You turn back to face all the expensive drinks displayed on the shelf, the perfect excuse to catch a quick glimpse at him. The contrast of his hair against everything else in the room almost made your eyes pop out of their sockets. 

Platinum blonde hair tufted out like an explosion, a satin red shirt that danced with the warm light of the room, black slacks and from what you could tell, some expensive ass shoes. Too dressy just to be here for some drinks.

Wanting to see more but not willing to fully stare at the man, you signed and waited until it seemed like he got settled on the bar stool before saying, “Is it your party that’s on this floor? It seems like quite the... experience.” 

Your voice came out smooth and velvety to bakugo’s ears, not that he would ever admit it. He scoffed before taking a second to look at the stranger who was daring to talk to him. His first thought settled in his mind and accepted it, almost prompting for silence- waiting to see if you would push to talk to him again.

From what you could tell, he was scanning you up and down. He opened his mouth to say something; his pink plush lips looking extremely inviting as they began to mouth something.

No sound came out for the next few seconds, showing he decided to keep his thoughts to himself. He closed his mouth and took out a phone from his pocket, the screen illuminated his face as he began typing something out. 

With this newfound light, his features became even more alluring- which couldn't be said for most people. Perfect porcelain skin, his profile pointed and devilishly handsome.

He’s well aware that he still held your attention, so when he slid his phone back in his pocket, he responded to your previous question, “yea, that’s the one. I’d rather stick it out instead of hearing them complain about me not going to my own party  for the rest of the week.”

By the end of his sentence, he had a glass of something amber in his hand that seemed to look a lot like whiskey. He didn’t spare you another glance but you could tell he expected to hear a response.

You hummed, slightly nodding your head, “The party I had to go to is upstairs and it’s… a lot. They're all just talking about expensive this and designer that and I couldn't listen to another word so I had to get out of there…” you trailed off at his silence. Noting that the conversation wasn’t going anywhere, you introduced yourself in hopes to continue interacting with him. You knew his type, and you knew in some way, he was going to surprise you. 

“Bakugo Katsuki.” He said in turn.

You slowly nodded before posing another question.

“So Bakugo, not really a party goer?” You attempt to ask, only to get a huff in return.

“not one for small talk either, i see?” You add at the end.

Another few quiet moments go by before he responds

“If I was a party goer, I’d be at my own party wouldn’t I?” He quipped back and your eyebrows shot up as you raised your hands in defense. 

“Well hey, I dunno ! For all I know you could have had a really rough night and this specific bar could be your saving grace. Could possibly use this night to drown your sorrows away behind a whole bottle of what… whiskey?” You say, ushering to his drink before turning to face your own, knowing he probably didn’t like being pegged as such.

“but you wouldn’t do that. You’re a strong man who knows what to do when things get bad, huh?” you continue, sprinkling praise to his dignity. He seemed like the type to prioritize that.

He didn’t do or say much in terms of a response but a small smile grew on your lips seeing how his body suddenly released a bit of the physical tension that was winding up.

You moved a few seats closer to him. If he didn’t like it, he hadn’t said anything. 

“So-'' Interrupted before you could continue the line of questions, Bakugo surprised you by asking, “you think you’re better than your friends? Leaving them and comin’ here to drink alone?” his voice coming out gruff and low.

“No, not one bit. I was the one who planned the whole thing for my friend, it’s just unfortunate that she had to invite all those people who aren’t all that nice to her. I can’t stand them. I’ve told them off more than I can count, but they just brush me off. A group of bullies is one thing, but a group of people who pretends to be friends with you then talks behind your back is another.`` 

Bakugo was quiet, not by astonishment or anger; he seemed to be expressionless as he piped up, “fake people are some of the uglies nobodies out there.”

You turn to look at him before sipping your drink and moving a seat closer. This time Bakugo glanced your way but continued to stay silent. 

“You ever beat someone up?” you ask, resting your chin on your palm, tilting your head towards him.

Your second surprise that night, he chuckled. It was soft, the complete opposite to the demeanor he'd been holding.

“Why? You want me to go in there and beat a few of those assholes up?” his eyes were relaxed by this point, no longer sharp and heavily guarded.

“Only because they don't believe I'm intimidating enough.”

“Maybe because you're not.”

You fake gasped, bringing your other hand up to your heart. “Excuse me sir but I'll have you know that I can be quite the fighter.”

“We’ll see about that.”

You hadn’t realized you got so close to Bakugo until you heard the footsteps nearing you both.  When a handsome voice called out bakugo’s name, you slightly jumped. Putting as much space between the two of you as possible, you looked to the source of the voice. 

Handsome would be an understatement. 

With red bangs that framed his sharp toothy smile perfectly and the rest of his hair tied back in a messy ponytail, this man looked a bit taller than Bakugo with a much warmer aura... but radiated the same type of... manliness. 

“Bakugo, I just got your text- Mina has been dragging me everywhere to make sure your party’s going well. Is this her?” the handsome man asked, a slight indistinguishable gleam flashes in his eye when he looks over to you.

“Yeah, ‘nd i wanna leave now.” he almost pouted before looking over to you. 

“You comin’?” 

Your gaze snapped between the two men, only slightly putting two and two together. 

Red hair spoke up, “He probably didn't explain it well but I'm his boyfriend, Kirishima Eijiro!” he held out his hand cheerfully, listening to your introduction. 

“Not to sound too forward or to make you uncomfortable... but do you wanna come home with us? He texted me earlier saying that there was this hottie in a silk dress and… well…” he trailed off licking his bottom lip as his wandering gaze slowly shifted hungrier, “he wasn't kidding.”

There was a lot happening at once but all that you were thinking was that these two hot men wanted you, and the happy buzz that was coursing through your system couldnt object the offer, so with a quick nod of your head, you were handed a water bottle, guided off of the stool, and into the back of the next taxi they could hail. 

The ride was filled with wandering hands and mischievous looks. Kirishima was whispering naughty promises in Bakugo’s ear that you couldn't quite hear, while your attention focused on the big palm that was making its way to the most heated part of your body. The quick inhales that the blonde took went straight to your core, making you incredibly excited for what the night had to offer. 

As soon as the door swung open, lips were on lips and clothes were coming off. The rush to get to the bedroom was heated and messy but once you all entered the room, there was an intense shift that even you couldn't predict. 

Kirishima spoke first, “So what does my birthday boy want? Does he want to fuck or be fucked?”

With a suck at his teeth, Bakugo knew if he didn’t give an answer soon he’d be met with-

“Better hurry up handsome, or I might just choose for you…” Kirishima hummed, bright crimson eyes hopping on over to meet your gaze, “better yet…”

He was by your side in mere seconds. His huge figure towering over yours, you almost flinched when his bulky fingers grazed up your arm. 

“What if you chose for him?” He purred in your ear loud enough so Bakugo’s ruby eyes found yours. Your name rolled off the red-haired man’s tongue like sweet honey, “go ahead, what do you think he would want more?”

Your gaze flickered between them, you couldn’t tell one or the other’s preferences but if they wanted to use you, they could. 

“How about… Eijiro… you could fuck my throat and Katsuki… could fuck whatever hole he wants?” You ask, the question raising an octave out of uncertainty. 

Kirishima raises an eyebrow towards the man of the hour, slightly amused and completely aroused. 

Bakugo is already smirking,“Atta girl, knows exactly what to say.” 

Kirishima starts to kiss your neck as Bakugo stands in front of you, occupying your lips for the first time that night. 

With one arm wrapped around your waist, he seemed to have rubbed on his boyfriend's bulge before reaching for the zipper of your dress. In turn, the feeling of the Eijiro’s bulge humped your back. 

Whether it was your dress hitting the floor or Katsuki’s tongue slipping in your mouth didn't matter, a sharp gasp escaped your lips, causing Kirishima to chuckle and whisper, “get on the bed, princess.” while Bakugo pulls away from you, a string of spit keeps you connected.

With your gaze lustly hazy, you dreamily make your way to the bed, but not without a little show. Before splaying yourself out on the mattress, you stretch out- almost in the child's pose of yoga except you add a deep arch in your back for the sole purpose of showing off your pretty seamless thong. 

As you reposition yourself, you glance over to the side to find that both men are now only in restricting briefs, eyes glued to your figure, both palming themselves over their boxers. 

Eyes half massed and back flat on the bed, you begin to pout, feeling almost bare without anyone’s hands on you. 

As if on cue, they began to make their way over to you, looking oh so hungry. 

You immediately sat up and swiped your tongue over your bottom lip, pulsating at the prospect of having two seemingly thick dicks at once… but they were still in their boxers. Why?

“Ya have to ask nicely in order to get a treat, you ungrateful slut.” Bakugo growled before taking your jaw in his hand, squishing your cheeks with his fingers. 

“Better yet, beg.” he said with a coldness that heated your core and had your eyes going wide.

Whimpering when he let go, you kept your innocent doe eyes as two sets of starved eyes stared down at you.

“W-wanna get fucked, please. Wanna feel both of you everywhere…” you say as you reach both hands out to palm the silhouette of their bulges. “Please…?” 

There was a “christ” that was muttered out before you were pushed back on the bed by Bakugo, then kirishima manhandled you so that your neck was supported by the edge of the bed, your head mostly hanging off.

Even in the midst of the binding tension, Kirishima didn't hesitate to instruct Bakugo to put a pillow under your hips, the blonde eagerly following through with the demand. 

“How’dyou want Katsuki to prep you, baby? He’s skillful in every sense but he really enjoys using his mouth.” 

The bed shifted and before you could string a thought together, you looked down and lost all ability to think. The sight in front of you was downright sinful. A smirk was pulling at the left corner of his lips as he sunk closer to your clothed pussy, his red gaze now a deep wicked crimson as he watched for your reaction.

You didn't have much time to analyze before a thick hand laced through your hair and ushered your view back to the red head’s now exposed cock. You gulped. 

Not incredibly long, a moderate size but with a juicy girth, Kirishima’s cock had a thick vein trailing up his underside. 

If you could make heart eyes, you're sure that you'd be doing them by now. 

Focused on paying attention to his pretty pink weeping tip, you felt your panties being pushed to the side. As tempting as it was to look down, you kept your sights set on the task at hand. Licking and kissing his cock, mixing your saliva with his precum, you earned a guttural groan from the big man above you, encouraging you to do more, please him more- until a warm muscle was met with your sopping core, causing a high gasp of a vibration to hit Kirishima’s head. 

Your mind stopped reeling for a second- it stopped doing anything to be frank. Your hips mindlessly thrust up in attempts to get more of Bakugo’s mouth. He chuckled against you in response.  

Moans bounced off the walls the deeper you guys got with each arousing movement; slurps coming from your’s and Bakugo’s mouth were the loudest noises in the room- that was until you moved down to pay the much needed attention to Kirishima’s balls. He couldn't seem to take it when you began sucking and fondling, moaning about how full he looked. He let out an obscene whine that you couldn’t believe came from him but when Bakugo pulled his lips from around your clit, you followed the noise with a similar one.

Unlike Kirishima who had stayed still, you tried to push Bakugo’s face back down out of lack of patience. Somewhere along the lines, the dominating rolls have switched, but you couldn't really find it in yourself to trace back to when that happened.

 “You really are a fighter, huh?” he chuckled out before adding, “quit whining shitty hair, you’ll get to fuck her throat once I’m done eating.” 

And with that, he dove right back in, causing you to clench around nothing yet and arch your back to get impossibly closer. In turn, your gaze caught the big desperate pleading eyes looking down at you, nearly begging you to do something... 

You were so dizzy with pleasure that you murmured  a mindless, “I didn't forget about you Eijiro.”,  before using your hands to guide his cockhead back into your mouth to coat it in your saliva then pulling off and spreading it down the rest of his length. He bit his lip and let out a cute “mmph!”, which went straight to your abused core. Wanting to hear more, you began to pump his shaft with your messy fist. 

With everything going on, you didn’t realize how built up you were. At an astounding rate, your climax crashed over you, making you shriek against Kirishima's dick as you attempted to cage Bakugo’s head in with your thighs. What pushed you even further was the death grip Katsuki had on your thighs and the sinful sounds he was making while lapping away at your juices. 

Your hands shot from Kirishima’s cock down to grip Bakugo’s hair, freeing your mouth to pant out breathy praises and a whiney “Katsuki!”.

“Fuck,” Bakugo groaned as he came up from your pelvis once you’ve relaxed, whipping your juices from off of his chin with the back of his hand. 

“Kiri, c’mere, you gotta try this,” he said before pulling his boyfriend in for a kiss over your slumped body. Watching their lips meet and seeing Kirishima’s tongue slip into his lover’s mouth sent a dull throb to your core, even moreso when Kirishima sighed into the kiss while his cock twitched upwards, close to your face. 

When they pulled away, Bakugo gave one more little peck to Kirishima before looking down at you with a mischievous grin. You mentally gather yourself and sit up, already ready to be told what to do next.

“Open up, sweet cheeks.”

You did as you were told with your tongue out on display, unintentionally closing your eyes as a sweet little “aaah” came out on instinct. 

The spit hit your tongue dead on and you had to refrain from automatically swallowing. 

A low whisper about how good you were to Katsuki pulled him out of his daze, his eyes darting away from the new wetness on your tongue. 

“Swallow, slut.” and so you did.

“You're right Kiri, she is such a good girl…  Are you ready to get fucked stupid as your prize?” was the last thing you remember before both of them did exactly that.

[misschifuyu]

Hi!! Could i request a draken x reader fluff where draken barges into your classroom just to confess his feelings for you because he couldnt wait any longer?

- indeed you can ! this was rlly fun to write tbh I loved this request ♡

For good causes

genre: fluff

pairing: draken x gn! reader

It had been gnawing away at him for a good few weeks now and, honestly, it was starting to get quite pesterous. The him from two months ago would have never even imagined himself in such a situation, and probably would've considered it a joke. At the end of the day, he had never felt such a way over someone else.

He wondered if perhaps you had ever talked about him with her, even just a passing comment here and there. It wasn't like he could really ask her, especially after the fiasco back when he first turned up at the school.

He wondered if perhaps you had ever talked about him with her, even just a passing comment here and there. It wasn't like he could really ask her, especially after the fiasco back when he first turned up at the school.

He wondered if perhaps you had ever talked about him with her, even just a passing comment here and there. It wasn't like he could really ask her, especially after the fiasco back when he first turned up at the school.

Now, it was his second time inside the dreadful building, yet it wasn't to visit Takemichi.

At first, you had just been a simple passerbyer, another friend of a friend who would ocassionally hold considerably interesting conversations with him. That was how he started to approach you more often: you were so full of enthusiasm, light, and any other words to describe a genuine, friendly and pleasant person to be around.

Nothing like the guys he worked alongside. Hell, they couldn't hold a decent conversation even if they tried sometimes.

And so the two of you would sometimes stay behind after meetings, simply talking, as you held no interest in acting as a third-wheel beside Hina and Takemichi. You loved her, truly, but there was no point hanging around as soon as she got a hold of him.

Both you and Draken would sometimes joke about how the blond's tough act would seemingly disappear in the presence of the girl.

It wasn't until he started to feel himself look forward to your conversations after meetings that he realised what kind of mess he had fallen into.

The fact of the matter was that he was worried he maybe intimidated you and, if he were to make a move, you might get scared off, resulting in the ruin of the friendly bond you held together.

He knew he wasn't the friendliest-looking of guys around, and his height didn't really help out in the situation.

However, as the feeling grew and nerves of 'what do I speak to them about today without making it blindingly obvious?' started appearing, he knew he had to do something, and quickly.

And so there he was, stood just outside the classroom door that he hoped was yours. You shared the same class as Takemichi, so he guessed he had the right place. The last thing he needed in this situation was to be greeted by a bunch of upperclassmen.

No, he was sure of it. All he needed to do now was rack up the guts to actually speak up to you. Barging in wasn't the issue, it was meeting your eyes once he did that made him question his decisions.

But he figured there was no backing out now. It had been bugging him for too long and he simply couldn't let it go on further unless he wanted to end up in an absolute wreck.

And so,

"L/N, Y/N! I've come to tell you that I have feelings for you!"

Oh god, that was slightly out of his comfort zone. Scratch that, he had never, ever, spoken up like that, and he was already regretting it.

Luckily enough, he first caught sight of Takemichi, confirming his calculations regarding the right classroom; then, he saw you. Sat near the window, you were looking rather stunned at the sudden intrusion of the class.

Shooting a glance over at your teacher, you gave them a bashful look before getting up from your seat.

With repeated apologies and an increasingly red face, you held up your hand as you excused yourself from the room, grabbing onto Draken's arm as you did.

Upon closing the door with one last apology, you turned on your heel to look up at the tall blond before you, eyes widening as you silently asked for an explanation.

"Yeah...sorry about that. Probably should have waited until after class"

"No, yeah, you probably should've. What are you doing here anyway, Ken?"

Though your voice was lowered into a hiss, your worried expression told him that you were genuinely worried over what had just occurred, hands leaning on his harms as your body leaned up slightly towards him, to make sure he could actually hear you. You cared for those close to you, so it was only natural to be concerned over him after his little appearance.

"Well, I already told you. And the rest of your class, really"

Backing up a bit at his words, your eyebrows lifted in surprise.

"You came all the way here just to...tell me that? You know you could've just told me some other time"

Truthfully, you were in utter disbelief at what he had just confessed, but managed to hold it in as you questioned him over his actions.

"I didn't want to leave it any longer, I just needed an answer. But, judging by your reaction, it doesn't look like we're getting anywhere with this"

He had read your face and it didn't seem like you were about to admit the same as he did, so he figured it was best to cut the conversation short before he ended up saying something even more stupid.

"No...no, Draken, you just caught me off guard. I mean, I was just in class, I didn't expect you to come and tell me that so suddenly. There's no way I could've done the same, I was planning on waiting a little longer"

Planning on?

"So-"

"Yes, I also have feelings for you. Just perhaps not as daring as yours to make me interrupt a whole class"

A warm smile spread across your face as you spoke up to him, and he could have sworn his surroundings faded out for a second as he realised that this wasn't some one-sided situation.

Seeing his rather dumb-founded expression, you let out a giggle, placing your hands on his chest as you attempted to bring him down from cloud 9.

"We can talk about all this after class, alright? I just really need to get back in there and, hopefully, not have another heart attack from some dumbo confessing again"

At your playful expression, he snapped out of it with an agreeing nod.

"But, look, it was for a good cause in the end"

[meloswifeyyy]

Relationship Alphabet

A - Attitude

Who often has the worst Attitude ?

Well, you obviously. Most of the time because you are hungry or you and Melo just got out of an argument. Melo usually fucks the attitude out of you anywhere, anytime tho.

B - Baby

Who wants Babies the most - first ?

Melo. He often jokes about having kids or when you are having sex he would whisper in your ear  “You trynna have my babies?” or  “You boutta have my babies ” when he nuts in you. He says that he wants 3 or more. You only want 2. You arent rushing into it.

C - Crying 

Who Cries the most in the relationship ?

You. You often cry alone when you miss Melo when he is at away games for so long. Or when your BP triggers, Melo would comfort you. When watching sad movies, or when someone you love dies. Tears of joys appear here and there. Or when you get into arguments and Melo says something wrong or disrespectful out of madness.

D - Dates 

Who has the best Date spots ?

Melo. He would often take you to fancy restaurants in L.A or Miami, or wherever you guys went. Or take you shopping at an expensive place. He would do dates at home like watching movies, have you cook dinner because he cant cook for shit, or he would have a bath waiting on you. 

E - Eat 

Who Eats the most ?   

You. You know damn well you cant survive without food. Its the 2nd best thing that has ever happened to you besides life and Melo. Cant even survive a night. If you would wake up in the middle of the night and get hungry and go to kitchen and try to sneak some food without waking Melo up, he would hear it and go to the kitchen and scare you, picking you up over his shoulder with one arm, and with the other putting the food away carrying you back to the bed because its a little to early in the morning to be eating. 

F - Freak 

Who is the Freakiest ?  

Both of you. You being the only girl that can fuck Melo like you do, and being the only girl Melo is sexually, physically, and mentally attracted to no other girl can do it like you.10/10 in bed. Now Melo on the other hand is a demon in bed. His strokes, hitting your G - Spot constantly with you feeling it in your guts. His 9 inch is almost  always on hard when he is around you. And his tongue is crazy, going in and out and on the pearl AT THE SAME TIME. Crazy right. Spelling his name out on you. He loves when you scratch his back up or give him hickeys everywhere. 10000/10. Makeup sex is the best. 

G - Games 

Who wins the most games ?  

Melo. He would always dare you to a game of Call of Duty or Fortnite to see who would win first. And he would always win. When you would play a game of Uno you would often win and he would be mad the rest of the day due to his competitiveness. But any other game he would win.

H - Happy

Who is the Happiest in the relationship ?  

Both of you. You are always happy when you guys are around each other. Even when you guys just got done arguing you are still happy that he is in your presence. Melo on the other hand is always happy with you around him, he loves to cuddle with you. Its one of his favorite thing to do. He just loves that you are in his presence. You are his other half.

I - Irreplaceable

Who is the most Irreplaceable ?  

You would say Melo but Melo would say you. Melo knows how to deal with you more than anyone else does. He knows all your spots and what you like and dont like. He notices all of your flaws and sees the good and beautiful in them. He knows your body, mind, and soul. No man has a better or brighter or bigger smile than him. He always brightens the mood. You on the other hand are different. A big beautiful smile. You know how to deal with Melo when he is sad, looses a game. You can tell when he is lying or telling the truth just by looking through his eyes. You know how to make him happy. You are the best he has ever had.

J - Jaded 

Who gets the most Jaded after doing something ?

Melo. He usually gets really bored after sitting in the house all day. He really wants to leave the house and do something fun but usually its night time and you would be taking a nap or would be sleep. 

K - Kisses

Who gives the most kisses?

Melo. He is always so clingy and that comes with all the kisses in the world. He kisses you all over your face in your sleep, even when you are sleep he gives you kisses. He loves to kiss all over your body.

L - Love

Who fell in love the fastest?

Melo. He had always had a crush on you and everyone knew you were the one for him. You just didn’t know it until you two started dating. He’s always making sure you are good. He loves your hugs. He was the first one to say “I love you”. He want kids you to have all 10 of his kids.

M - Motivation

Who gives the most motivation?

You. When melo is going to a game and is not having a good feeling about it you motivate him to push through it and win for you. 9/10 he will win or get a lot of points for you.

N - Night Owl

Who is more of a Night Owl?

Both of you. Sometimes when his ADHD is on 10 you guys stay up and listen to music, play games, go on ig live, or just fuck for 7 hours straight. Sometimes you have to tell him to got to sleep or put him to sleep (😏) because he has a game tomorrow and needs all the rest and energy he can get. It also the same for you.

O - Oral Sex

Who gives Oral Sex the most?

Melo. Trust me, you give him head a lot and it’s amazing, 10/10. But melo loves giving you head. He loves to spell his name out on you. Loves to see the faces to make you scream and shout. Loves sharing your cream with you (🥲). He loves to climb under the blanket while you are sleep for some breakfast in bed. Maybe even dinner. His lips make it even better. So glad he don’t got them white genes in his lips (😋😭).

P - Perfect

Whos perfect?

Obviously, no ones perfect but God (🙏🏾). But in your eyes no one else is better for you except melo. You couldnt imagine living life without him. Cant imagine what anyones elses kids would look like with you but. No relationship is perfect. Melo sees you as perfect. Your body. Your style. Your personality. He absolutely loves your touch. He loves touch but for you loving your touch is an understatement. He couldnt imagine his kids with anyone else but you. Cant imagine getting married with anyone else. When you guys get into arguments and sleep in seperate rooms. You barely get sleep because all you can think about is each other. How perfect you guys are for one another.

Q - Q? (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it.)

R - Relate

What traits do you guys have a like each other?

A lot. Both of your favorite food is Chicken tacos. You both love a good game of Uno. You both love sex. Duhh. Both of you guy’s love language is touch. Love playing fortnite together. Love listening to music and taking drives together. Both love lil uzi (we pretending yall💀). Just in general you guys are very alike.

S - Sex

(No question for this one lol. Y’all already know how we is round hea nahhmeannn😭)

The sex. Omgggg. The first time you and melo had sex was. So amazing. Can’t ever forget that moment. Melo is always so horny. Morning sex is the best. Sometimes a little top at the red light can turn into a few rounds in back of the McDonalds parking lot. Lucky enough all his windows tinted as hell. Or in the Victoria’s Secret fitting rooms. You guys could be listening to Chris Brown and he would really take you down, fuck you back to sleep, switch up the tempo, or make you wet the bed (i’m laughing hard ash). The hickeys. The high sex. Drunk sex (drunnnnkkk in lovvveee). Car sex. Balcony sex. All over the house sex ( i got bars.) Mad sex and Make up sex. I could go on. Sex with me so amazinggggg. (i was listening to this song while writing this one💀😫😫😫)

T - Trips

Who likes taking trips internationally?

Melo. He love to take you and a yearly or even monthly vacay. Just you and him. Turks and Caicos. Bora Bora. Jamaica. Iceland. Japan. Africa. Anywhere where you can get away from the world. The different places. The hotels. Being able to fuck anywhere and everywhere. The pools. The different air. (united states ait is so boring). The new food. The animals. You guys love the new places. He loves to see you happy and with a smile on your face.

U - U (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it.)

V - V (Cant find a word, Tell me one and ill edit it again.)

W - Right the Wrongs

Who rights their wrongs after an argument?

Usually it would be you first. If you said something that was out of pocket or melo didnt like you woukd quickly apologize. He would forgive you and still cuddle and kiss you and stuff because thats what he does. Tease you. But he would ignore you until he actually forgave you in his head. Melo would apologize and give you some bomb ass d for and apology. Or make that cute face that you can’t resist.

X - (Can’t find a word for X. Give me a suggestion and i will edit it)

Y - Young

Who acts like a Young ass child?

Both of you actually. That’s what makes you love each other the most. The laughs and jokes, the tv shows, everything you could think of. It’s nothing wrong with it at all. Y’all are always gonna bust a joke out at the right time. Maybe sometimes even the wrong time. (damn, double homicide). You guys love laughing with each other.

Z - ZZZ

Who has the worst sleeping habits?

Probably Melo. If you scooted over him even a little bit, he would probably scoot back closer to you or pull you back over to him. And the only con of that is he snores a lot. (Why this nigga snore with his mouth open?🤨💀). Sometimes if he was awake and you werent he would kiss all over you. He loves to lay on your 🍒.

Y’all welcome. I haven’t pose the one of these in a minute. This took me a whole month and a half. I’m tired as hell. 💀

[heyitsyn]

RANDOM SEIJOH HCs ACCORDING TO GIGI

a/n: this is a thing i cooked up between doing trig exam and ap gov review akdsjfldskfj

IM PRETTY SURE I ALREADY USED THIS GIF BUT IM WANTING TO RE-DO MY ENTIRE PAGE AND MAKING BANNERS SO THIS IS A TEMPORARY THING AJDJDJJD ALSO I DONT KNOW HOW TO DO THE KEEP READING THING ON THE APP BYE

oikawa def listens to indie music just bc he wants to feel unique and the 'iM diFfErENt fRoM oTHeR gUrLs' vibes

i FIRMLY BELIEVE IWAIZUMI HAJIME IS ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO CHOMPS ON HIS ICE CREAM BC HE LIKES TO FEEL THE COLD ON HIS TEETH AKSJSKSKSK

meanwhile kunimi eats a kitkat like its pizza just CHOMP

makki caNNOT sleep without a pillow between his thighs LIKE LISTEN he has 2 sisters and they all told him its so comfortable and at first he was like,, ??,, then he tried and now cant sleep without it

bUT MATTSUN LIKES TO SLEEP WITH PILLOWS SURROUNDING HIM bc it makes him feel safe and like there are two body pillows on either side of him and hes kinda trapped in the middle aksjskdk

when kyo was younger, he was really short and although he had other pants, he loved this one pair but they were really long on him and he wore it all the time and the part of the pants that touched the ground is torn in shreds

kindaichi steps on the sofa before sitting LIKE puts one foot on the cushion then the other until hes literally standing on the couch before folding to sit with his knees up to his chest (i do this)

watari sniffs his food before eating it no matter if its something he eats all the time or something new, he still sniffs it either way

yahaba is really particular with his feet and he likes to get a really big tupperware (duh one only meant for his feet) and fill it up with warm almost boiling water and he just soaks them

oikawa has sleep paralysis and he oftens hallucinates about aliens in the corner of his room

kunimi does this thing where he makes weird noises with his mouth like sounds of his mouth opening LIKE when youre tastinf something new and you do that sound with your tongue (I DUNNO HOW TO DESCRIBE IT AJDKSKKD)

makki bends his knees just to crack his ankles

iwa sneezes a ton but he has those sneezes where theyre quiet that you dont even notice or really loudly that it just echoes throughout the gym

kyo sleeps with one sock on bc his feet gets cold easily but both socks make him feel really hot so only one sock is perfect

for a tall and hunk of a guy, mattsun is a very light walker like his footsteps are very light and if he wants to, it can be practically silent

watari actually hates vegetables ajssksksk he particularly hates zucchini, eggplants, any vegetables that are that shape

kindaichi likes to stick or lean against walls because to him, they feel cold and can decrease his body heat

oikawa stands and places his feet at V position like \/ instead of ll because his sister did ballet and he was taught that was the right way of standing and it was considered graceful

yahaba has a fear of cactuses

mattsun does so badly in the heat because his body temp runs so high and the hot surroundings make him feel so uncomfortable and so he takes a lot of cold showers

iwa cannot swim like he freaks out immediately when his toetips can no longer feel the bottom and he panics with thoughts of drowning

watari has really small feet that he still buys big kids shoes to save money

kyotani considered playing baseball because he thought baseball bats were cool but he got angry and threw tantrum after missing his first pitch

iwa chomps on a whole raw chili while eating ramen akskksks

oikawa actually hates sweets bc when he was younger, he had cavities and iwa showed him a cartoon of cavities eating his teeth and will make him toothless

kindaichi really really likes hugs but hes too awkward to ask them even from his parents

yahaba chomps on mints so he goes through boxes of them in a week

i feel like theres a boy in the team who doesnt brush their teeth everyday and rubs a towel on their teeth to make it look clean and take mints to hide their bad breath

iwaizumi is actually iron deficient so he bruises super super fast and he even developed iron defiency anemia when he was younger bc his parents didnt catch on which caused him to be put on strong medication for months and still takes it now

WAIT,, OIKAWA IS LACTOSE INTOLERANT BUT HE LIKES MILK SO HE EATS MILK BREAD TO MAKE HIM FEEL NOT SO BAD OR GUILTY OF CONSUMING STRAIGHT DAIRY

seijoh four bonding time is watching gordom ramsey shows and yelling and screaming 'YEA! EXACTLY!' as if theyre also cooking genuises

watari used to eat grapes all the time until his mom got worried and told him if he doesnt stop, he will eventually turn into one. he only eats it every few weeks

when he was younger, kunimi cried because he had befriended a chicken on a trip to a farm and his mom took him to eat fried chicken after and he thought it was Chicky (his chicken friend :"))

kyotani used to stick out his tongue when it was raining so he could taste the raindrops. they taste better than bottled water

one time, during a seijoh sleepover, they dared oikawa to wear his sisters old uniform, skirt and all, and it backfired so everyone turned red and couldnt look at him in the face

their pregame ritual is touching each other's shoe tips

they tried doing yoga at yahaba's house before by watching yoga youtube videos but everyone ended up having to go to the chiropractor after (how did makki even turn into the human pretzel?)

the local gym gets so scared when they see the team coming through the doors bc these men are so LOUD like they HYPE EACH OTHER UP SO MUCH THEYRE SO ANNOYING AKSKSKDK

also never take them to an all you can eat sushi place. if you do, bring them earlier of the day like 30 mins after opening time so the cooks can cook enough for them without running out of ingredients (even then sometimes they still run out)

oikawa used to eat his mom's roses from her garden because he thought it would make his farts smell good like roses

takahiro is a surprisingly good artist like he draws really cool action fighting scenes in the corner of his papers and stuff

in my work: it's canon that iwa is half filo and his nanay used to dress him up in a barong all the time during halloween bc she wanted him to showcase his heritage

yahaba drinks a lot of milk because he hopes to one day grow strong and bulky like the 3rd years instead of being seen as a pretty boy

kindaichi's mom is a hairstylist and she always scolds him for using a lot of gel bc she's always the one who washes his hair

makki never learned how to do taxes and hes had the government knocking on his door a handful of times (BOKUTO AKKDJSKKS)

kyo has a dog: a chiweenie

there's someone on the team who wears those socks with individual pockets for toes

their pinterest is so different from what they look like for example, mattsun has a board of different flower decorations and arrangements

kunimi throws up during intense horror movies

watari's celeb crush is emma watson

the team alternates from different music genres like from ateez and bts to mxmtoon and beach bunny

they still dont know how to pronounce camila cabello's name

theyre all active in social media but only oikawa is on it 24/7 and in all platforms while the others have insta and snap

mattsun has twins as little siblings and he used to get them mixed up all the time that he used to draw a sharpie dot on the girl's forehead to determine she was his sister

watari hates sitting on the floor bc his butt bone hurts really easily so he can only sit on cushions for long periods of time

the team was supposed to have a party but everyone didnt know what to bring so they proved they shared the same braincell by bringing the same thing: a box of pizza

makki's an old soul and prefers to play records on a record player or watch old movies

kyo is surprisingly good at giving massages because he really pushed hard on those tense muscles

kindaichi knows how to crack necks so everyone goes to him a lot to do it (a friend of mine does this and can i say its terrifying yet so good?)

the only one who has a license is matsukawa and thats because granny needs to go to the doctor a lot and he hates her walking by herself and cabs are expensive

kyotani and yahaba are actually,,, lowkey close,,, not like best friends but theyre nice to each other and they got a stick and poke together (yahaba's was: :) while kyo's was: >:))

watari has a collection of mangas (some bl maybe 👀)

WARNING SAD: mattsun’s future job is a funeral person right? he ends up taking care of granny’s funeral free of charge and he had to take a week off because it was really painful for him

oikawa learned spanish SUPER fast to the point he forgets japanese sometimes but there are moments where he forgets both languages and hes just,,,, ???

makki’s unemployed yea but he rooms with mattsun in exchange of cooking because makki’s surprisingly good at cooking

iwa is practically the nutritionist of the team because he knows everything about proteins, carbs, iron, and needed vitamins so they all go to him to know what to eat and what they need

kunimi has lots and lots of shoes but usually only wears 2

kindaichi has a habit of pretending hes chewing gum even though he doesnt have gum, his mouth just chomps and moves with air akasldfjkf

there was a clown phenomenon in america but in their city, they had a mascots and seijoh 4 went around scaring kids :”(

oikawa never manspreads he gets too insecure to spread out like that akdjfkd

kyotani can easily sleep anywhere like he would be standing and just fall asleep or he sleeps with his eyes open

yahaba’s parents own a restaurant somewhere in the city and he works there sometimes

IM REALLY GOING TOO MUCH ABOUT THIS YALL AKSDJFKL

SORRY IM WRITING TOO MUCH I FEEL BAD THAT I HAVENT UPDATED BUT IM IN A CAR RIDE RN AND I WAS ABLE TO WRITE AGAIN AND MY EXAMS HAVE FINISHED THIS WEEK IMMA CRY

PLEASE, FEEL FREE TO REPLY WITH ANY OTHER HCS YOU GUYS KNOW OF SO I CAN PUT IT IN HERE AND CREDIT YOU WITH IT SO WE CAN HAVE LIKE A HCS BOOK FROM EVERYONE BUT THIS IS WHAT I STARTED WITH

oikawa screams a lot according to gigi but he’s actually a really quiet guy and not easy to scare

OKAY YOU GUYS DONT KILL ME I SWEAR IVE BEEN SO TERRIBLE AT WRITING BUT YOU KNOW WHO TURNED ONE TODAY? THIS PAGE!!! MY BABY IS ONE ALREADY 😭😭😭 ANYWAYS, HOPE THIS CAN MAKE YOU GUYS SMILE TODAY AND SCHOOL ENDS NEXT WEEK AND IM ALREADY AT 132 DRAFTS AMSJKSDKSK SO OH MY GOD THERES GOING TO BE SO MUCH COMING AND IM SO EXCITED TO GET THEM OUT 😩😩

[cryingsyrup]

I need heelp from any of you.

Trigger warning, this post content mention of s*xual ass*ult, r*pe and manipulation. (This post is me telling my story, this is a bit difficult to me to write this at the moment but, like i said, this is my only option left.) (Sorry if my english kinda suck, my current language is french) -------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi, i am here to ask help from you guys since i cant really get any help from really anywhere right now.. So this is the only option left. My name is Kimberly, you can also call me syrup. I am currently 20 years old and will turn 21 on march 20th 2023. When i was 17, i meet someone wish at the time, i didnt knew that they would turn my life upside down. His name is jeffrey larcheveque. (you can find something about him in the québec journal if you're interested.) When he asked how old i was, i told him that i was 17 and he responded me back with "I am 19" and he began to laugh a little, wish at the time, i didnt thought anything suspicious about it. After a month of friendship, he told me that he had a gift for me at his home and we will go at the fanamanga after that. I trusted him because he was my friend so i followed him. When we arrived, he told me to sit on the bed, since he has only 2 dirty bed i didnt got any choice but to sit on one of them. He told me that he was going to the bathroom and he said "dont you dare watch ;)" I smiled awkwardly at him back even thought an urge to throw up has appeared. After he got out of the bathroom, he pinned me down on the bed and i told him to stop and that i was scared, he didnt cared and pulled up my shirt and bra and began to s*ck on my titts. When he got up he said "do you feel it?" and when i told him "no" he stopped and gave me the gift he was supposed to gave me. It was an mha wallpaper that he has stollen to my bestfriend. We got out of the appartement and we sitted on the side of the rode in front of the fanamanga to wait for my mom to pick me up. After she picked me up and got me back at home, i called my bestie Veronica to come over and she did. We talked for an hour and she asked me what happened with jeffrey and i told her everything. Scrolling trhought his facebook page "acid jeffrey" something caught my eyes... His age. He was 25 years old who on his fb page posted little girl in summer outfit and other stuff. Another urge to throw up woke up and the fact that his appartement was in front of a parc full of childrens makes me want to friking cry and still does today. When veronica got back at her house, my mother who overheard us asked the same question. "What happened with this guy?" A panic attack got to me and i started crying for an hour. After that my mom called the police and we waited 2 years to see the person beforce the juge but sadly i didnt get to much proof and i couldnt see the juge. ----------------------------------------------- part 2 below.

[chamomilesweettea]

OMGOKGOGMGOGMOGMG YOU WRITE FOR BOB AND BOSIP OKOKOKOKOOKOKOKOK SO HOW ABOUT BOB AND BOSIP BOTH HAVE A CRUSH ON THE SAME PERSON AND KINDA FIGHT FOR THEM AND LIKE THEY TRY TO MAKE THE OTHER ONE JEALOUS AND STUFF AND CAN THE READER BE FEMALE???

Ofcourse! thank you for the request love, also im not quite sure if you want it to end in a poly type realationship, or just have 2 different endings- so soz if its not what you wanted! I can redo it if you want to! :)

F/L/N-first letter of your name

𝐁𝐨𝐛 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐩 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Y/N wasnt really the type to make friends and/or get into a relationship, but ever since she met Bob and Bosip, alot of things have changed in her life, now onto the main story

𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

It was a gloomy day, it looked as if it was about to rain and so far everything went terribly, as if this day couldnt get worse i forgot my laptop at college. I was walking to a pedestrian crossing until i spotted two of my friends, Bob and Bosip, as i came walking closer to them i heard bits of the conversation they were having, "Dude! You knew i liked her!" I heard Bob say,"Well its not my fault, shes just kind and has a great sense of humor and sarcasm" Bosip spat back at Bob suprisingly calmly, and so on the arguing continued until i broke it off with a loud fake cough, "erm, sorry to ruin yall guyses argue, but who is the lucky gal that yall are fighting over" i said with a smirk while slinging my arms around their shoulder, not gonna lie, finding out that they like someone did kinda hurt, its not the fact that they love another, im happy for them for finding someone special! Its the fear of our friendship getting broken. "O..Oh!,,- uhm- well,,-" Bob started, "S..she has H/L H/C hair, beautiful E/C eyes and her name is Y-MgHmN-" Bob then gets cut off by Bosip slapping a hand over his mouth to prevent 'daydreaming Bob' from spilling information that the said gal is you. You just looked at them confused and just shrugged it off, "so her name is F/L/N? Hmm thats a unique name, i like it, might take her for myself" i said (Y/N:" BI PANIC BI PANIC BI PANI-") "W..WELL,,!- you cant technically date her,,-" Bosip said nervously thinking i would stop asking questions about the lucky girl. "Well i have to go now, my cat will be pissed at me for not feeding him in time, or he will just piss on the fucking floor lol, anyways, goodbye!" I waved to the two with a closed-eye smile, leaving them be awe-struck. The two then looked at eachother with a challenging look and then Bosip said "Who ever wins her heart, gets to keep her.", "bring it on piss coloured shark!" they then parted ways.

[𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲]

𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐩'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

I was walking to Y/N's house to give her the Kandi i made for her, but soon got stopped at the sight of Bob standing at her porch with Flowers in hand, "didnt see ya there" he said, "maybe you should go back home" he then pushed me into the bush next to the stairs then rang the bell, Y/N came out of the house *cough* looking as beautiful as ever *cough* then stared at the beautiful bouqet in Bobs hands. "Here you go m'lady, a beautiful bouqet for a beautiful girl" he said flirtatiously, i could feel my blood boiling, after i few minutes i heard them send a fareawell to eachother and then the door closing, i slowly rose from the bush,glarring daggers at a smirking Bob, "what the hell are you smirking at" i said calmly, "nothing, im just thinking about how my victory will be played" he said. I just sighed and stomped away from him feeling sorrow.

[𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲]

𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

It was another day, yet another fight between the two fellas who fell inlove with the same person,but this time, the shark has caught its pray in time /j (that joke was important, you can fight me)

2𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

Bosip was nervously waiting in a cafe where he asked you if you two could meet up, he then looked up once the bell chimed to see you looking amongst the crowds to find him, when you spotted him you quickly ran to the table and sat down across him, "sorry for being late! My cat was being a bitch cause i didmt give him pets, anyways, wanna order now?" you looked straight into his eyes, that moment he thought he was on cloud 9, he felt his stomach churn and he began to stutter alot "w..well,,- we could g..get F/D if you want t..to!-" he said looking to the side, trying to look anywhere but you, you just smiled at him and replied with "sure!". When you guys ordered you just started a small talk, the bell chimed again implying that someone just came into the cafe, once Bosip looked at the said person the smile he had dropped a little, "is everything okay?" You asked him concerned, "yeah! everything is just fine,, heh,,-" he replied, Bob was standing at the door seemingly to look for someone, Bosip then had an idea and took your hand and started softly going over the lines on your hand, you jst stared at him cause you didnt know he had a soft side, hes usually always calm and monotone, seeing him like this made your heart melt. Bob then spotted you two sitting at a table, he felt really jealous that his FRIEND was holding his crushes hand instead of him, he just straight up left the cafe without a word. This went on for weeks and weeks until a whole month passed, you were starting to get suspicious at the two, one day you just desided to eavesdrop on the two who were having a heated argument, "Cant you see!? She clearly likes me more!" Bob yelled, "really!? Cant you just move on and accept that she likes me!? I even held her hand!" Bosip then snapped back.Bob started "Ugh, wait a minute, what if we ask her?", "ask who?" you came out from behind the door, the two then yelped at the sudden appearance of you, "N..Nobody!-" they both yelled in sync, "yeah no, im not buying it" they then both sighed, "well,Y/N, Bosip and i, from the very start we met you, we thought you were the most beautiful girl we ever saw, and well, we saw you as special, so what im trying to say is, Y/N, we like you, like like you, like a lot" Bob confessed, you then snickered at the two now confused boys, "is that what this was all about? You two trying to make each otger jealous and win my heart? Oh boys, you couldve just said that before! I also took a quite liking to you two too" you dmiled at them, they just stared wide-eyed at your confession, did you really mean what you said? "but, how are you going to choose who to date?" Bosip questioned, "dont need to, we can just be a poly realationship" you kissed their cheeks while putting your arms around their shoulders, "now this is why were called the pussy slayers" Bob joked, "BOB, YOU MOTHERFU-"

[I HAVE FINISHED THIS, IT TOOK ME 3 DAYS, SORRY THAT IT TOOK DO LONG, ANYWAYS, thank you for the request again! And yes, i headcanon that Bosip loves to make Kandi, fight me in dms, anyways, thats it for today, bye-bye! :D (ALSO TY SO MUCH FOR 6 FOLLOWERS AA)]

[miss--aura]

Saw your requests were open! I too love Fatgum so maybe an +18 plus scenario with some angst? Like maybe you were good friends but now both are stuck in limbo after sleeping with each other one night. Confused about what they are. Sorry if I'm not making sense.

Stuck In between

Pairing: Taishiro Toyomitsu x Reader

Warnings: angst, bad smut because I had a headache while writing the ending, idk what to put for warnings, banana milk sucks

Requested by: ness-is-a-vanillabean

On a serious note I decided I don't know how to wrote angst or if this counts as angst lmao.

It was a spur of the moment decision, at least that's what you kept telling yourself. You were drunk, and let your lust get the better of you and now you didn't know what to do.

You shouldn't have let Midnight convince you to go, you shouldn't have taken the wine glass offered to you. It was all just some big mistake that you made, and it landed you where you are now.

You haven't left your house in a week and you certainly havent been checking any messages on your phone. Luckily you could work from home, but you couldnt hide forever.

"God, I'm so stupid!" Slamming your head on your desk with a groan, tears forming in your eyes as you choke out a sob.

No matter how hard you tried it kept replaying in your head. The way his eyes seemed to drink you up, his hands caressing every inch of your body, the way he filled you up hitting the spots that made you forget your name.

Part of you didn't regret it at all, getting out all of the lust filled emotions was such a nice release to something you've been holding onto for god knows how long.

Yet, you couldnt look back on the memory in a fond light. Because in the end, you said I love you. You said I love you to your bestfriend, and now you couldn't even talk to him.

He'd called you at least 15 times a day since then, over 200 messages being left unread. You just had to go and be selfish, didn't you? Ruin the one good thing you had in your life.

You wondered how he was doing, not that you'd ask. But at the same time, you were his bestfriend and you confessed your love to him in a drunken haze and haven't spoken to him since.

All the ways you could've confessed, you had to go and do it when you were drunk out of your mind and being pounded into a mattress. Going back to work at the agency would be a nightmare now.

One week left until you actually had to go back to the agency. Meaning one week to figure out how to avoid Taishiro for the rest of your life. Did you want to avoid him? No, but you'd rather avoid him than own up to your own emotions.

Picking your head up off the desk you decide to actually do something productive for once. You needed groceries anyways and right now was the perfect time to do so, considering Taishiro would be patrolling the other side of town.

You quickly freshen up and head out the door, the grocery store being only a few blocks away so you could manage walking there and back.

It was a short walk, being about 15 minutes give or take a few. Now that you were scanning shelves you realized how long it had really been since you've seen, well, another human.

It almost made you laugh, how seeing really people made you feel better about the situation your in. Sucking in your cheeks you put a small case of banana milk into your cart.

Taishiro didn't really care for it, but it was almost a comfort item for you. He always said it just tasted like a banana, and it'd cost less to buy regular bananas instead. Though you'd disagree everytime he brought it up.

Sure, it tasted like bananas, but it is banana milk so whatever. Plus it came in cute boxes with a straw and who were you to deny something that looked so cute.

Making it to checkout, you place your items on the counter. Allowing the cashier to do their job while you let your eyes wander around the store.

It wasn't big, but it had a comforting feel. Maybe it was because you'd been feeling down, or maybe it was the way you'd been here so many times that the familiarity was comforting to you.

Never the less you give a small smile to the cashier, finishing the rest of your items as you pay. Fishing the bags into your arms as you start the short journey back to your home.

"Need help carrying those bags?" The voice made you freeze in place. There was no way this was happening, he wasn't supposed to be here. He was on duty, right?

"Listen we need to talk, you can't keep ignoring me."

"I don't wanna talk right now, aren't you on duty anyway? I have to go put these away." You start walking off, hurrying to get away.

"I'm a hero, I help people in need. You aren't feeling like yourself which means it's my place to help. Is it not?"

"I said I don't want to talk, I said something I didn't mean, and I have to face the consequences for that. Okay?"

"So you don't love me?" You swear you could hear the hurt in his voice, but you told yourself you were hearing things. You can't ruin this anymore than you already have.

You can't bring yourself to respond, quickening your pace as your eyes fill with tears. Trying to blink them away only causing them to slide down your face. Not that you bother to wipe them because you know Taishiro is still watching you walk away.

He doesn't like you like that, he's a pro hero, you're just an office lady. That's what you have to remember. Whatever you thought you had, was just you trying to convince yourself that something could happen.

It didn't matter if you wanted to run into his arms, nothing would change. You'd be the hopeless romantic who had feelings for a hero who didn't have time to waste on a relationship.

"Y/n wait! Stop walking so fast I can't keep up!" Taishiro's voiced filled through your ears, your heart melting at the sound. But for once, your head was in control. Head over heart, that's what your mom always said.

"Go away 'shiro." It came out more broken than you wanted it to and you knew he could see right through you as much as you wanted to hide away from your feelings your feet plant themselves no longer letting you move further.

Two arms wrapping around your waist in the tightest hug you've ever experienced. Stealing the air from your lungs as a small whine of pain escapes your lips.

"Y/n, listen to me. You can't keep avoiding me. I've been worried sick about you, can't you tell? I thought I was dreaming when you told me you loved me but just as soon as that happened you dissapeared. Please Y/n talk to me."

You shook your head more tears streaming down your cheeks as you tried to speak without sounding like you were dying. Though it felt like you were.

"You don't love me 'shiro, I gotta get over you but whenever you're near me it makes it so hard. No matter how hard I try I keep falling harder."

"Who said I don't love you? Angelcake, you never asked me if I loved you. Look at you, what is there not to love about you? When you said you loved me I'd never been more happy in my entire life. So please, stop running away from me, I hate not being with you."

"'shiro..."

"Shh, let's get you home, I wanna show you how much I love you."

Arriving at your house, you force the key into the door as quick as you can manage. Taishiro taking notice to how desperate you were to enter.

Pushing the door open you realize how messy your house was, an awkward smile spreading across your face as you let him in. "Please excuse the mess, it's not usually like this I've just been having a hard time recently."

"As if it's any worse than mine, besides I'm not here to judge you." He grins placing his hand in yours and leading you to your bedroom. Seeing as he'd been here enough to know the lay out of your house.

Just as soon as you were in your room, he was all over you. Kissing you with so much passion you thought you were dreaming by the way he seemed to be bleeding out lust.

Taishiro opted to use his normal form in moments like this, his fat body not working when it came to the more intimate moments. Not that you loved him any less in any form.

You whine into the kiss, your body on fire from the arousal building up within you. Clawing at your close to get them off, desperate to have Taishiro's hands be on your bare skin.

"Someones needy, aren't they?"

"'shiro, please I want you. I've been waiting for this."

He hums, giving you a small nod as his hands sneak up your shirt. Helping you strip out of your clothes before falling suite with his own.

His hands grope your breasts squeezing lightly to get a reaction out of you. Which you give through a small moan. The noise is just enough to get him going though.

Spreading your legs and holding them open with his knees he slides his fingers over your folds, getting a grasp for how wet you were for him.

The more he teased the more you squirmed under him, small begs passing through your lips. Begging for him to hurry up.

"Taishiro, please stop teasing me I cant wait anymore~"

He only smiles in response, placing his cock at your entrance. Having done this just a week ago he was more than ready to plunge into the depth. Slowly thrusting into you allowing you to adjust.

You whine out his name, back slightly arching off the bed in ecstasy. Clenching around him your eyes clouded with list at the sensual yet familiar feeling of him filling you up.

He thrusts harder, finding a sweet rhythmatic pace that made the both of you feel good. Not too fast, but not too slow either. The perfect momentum between the two of you.

Leaning down to kiss you, he finds himself smiling like a little kid, happier than ever to be with you in this moment.

"'m close baby, where do you want my cum?"

"Anywhere, I dont care."

Satisfied with that response he thrusts into you a few more times before pulling out and letting his cum cover your lower abdomen.

"I told you I loved you babe, is that enough to prove it?"

"More than I could have ever asked for."

[clumsyclifford]

5 for hello hello, 6 for spiderman au, 16, 20 for you seem so damn familiar, 26, 32, 41, 28, aaaand 19 for situation overload (yes i realize these are not in numerical order we're really aiming for chaos today) -megs 💙

numerical order is for bitches <3

5. What do you wish someone would ask you about hello, hello? Answer it now! god i don't know, i feel like this fic has been beaten to death and every possible question must have been asked by now. except for what is calum's job. but i do not want anyone to ask me that. honestly i can't think of anything!!! feel free to come up with a question about hello hello and ask it to me. maybe we'll find one that hasn't been asked before.

6. What’s one fact about the universe of spiderman AU that you didn’t get a chance to mention in the fic itself? when luke and michael were younger, michael had a crush on luke!! luke was his first crush on a boy and was how he knew that he liked boys. it never went anywhere and he didn't tell anyone and eventually the crush went away. later michael told luke about this and they had a laugh about it.

16. What’s an AU you would love to read (or have read and loved)? can't say baseball AU again huh. fine. i can come up with other answers to this. im still waiting for someone (meghna) to write up and coming country artist alex and local nashville music producer rian AU. it's just swimming with potential. and i'd love to read jewish fic that wasn't written by me !! a pipe dream i know but it would be nice. as for one i have read and loved, this 1d Top Model AU is my fucking lifeblood. i'd actually love any reality/competition tv show AU (usual disclaimer i know molly wrote a bake off one and i know i havent read it and i know im terrible the worst person ever for that reason and im sorry baruch hashem) because i love reality/competition TV, but (1) it's hard to translate that medium to fic, and (2) i, at least, don't know jack shit about the inner workings of reality television so couldnt write this from the perspective of someone within without getting a lot of things very wrong which is a little too much inaccuracy for my taste.

20. If you wrote a prequel to you seem so damn familiar, what would it involve? im not sure that a yssdf prequel would be very interesting, since the idea (apart from the whole jalex thing) is that it's a "canon compliant" fic right up until alex loses his memory. i have maybe one idea for what a prequel might look like but unfortunately i can't tell you what it is because you haven't read the relevant part of the fic yet. sorry :/

26. Would you rather write a fic that had no dialogue or one that was only dialogue? ONLY DIALOGUE ONLY DIALOGUE ONLY DIALOGUE im a dialogue slut we know this i LOVE dialogue i would happily write a fic that was only dialogue. that's essentially just a group chat fic really

32. What’s your ideal fic length to read? mmm like 3-5k? i really like things that i can sit down and read relatively quickly in one go. the reason for that is it makes it easier to leave comments because i don't have to worry as much about forgetting what i liked from the beginning by the time i get to the end. also they're easier to reread. i like fics of many lengths but that's probably my ideal.

41. Link a fic that made you think, “Wow, I want to write like that.” well i linked cardiac attack here. let's take a trip down memory lane and link a maggie fic!!!!! i have sung the praises of fangirl AU a thousand times but actually i'm going to link got lost in the glare (I couldn't see you there) aka the magical bakery AU by my darling @calumsclifford. it's just so clever and so creative and so unique!!!! inspirational truly. and the way michael and ashton's ~magic~ complements the other's??????? brilliant. showstopping. spectacular. etc.

28. Does anyone read your fics before you post them? If so, who? it depends on the fic!!! sometimes nobody reads them. i sort of half-try to minimize how many people read the fic before it's posted because i want people to read it when it's posted. that being said, a lot of the time i do send the doc to someone because either i want validation or i want someone to tell me it doesn't suck. the majority of the time it will be to @tirednotflirting and/or @reveriesofawriter (sam & meghna), which is at least partly because they're my main audience now that i write mostly jalex/atl fic. i try not to pester helen about fic but every once in a blue moon ill ask her if she's available to read something because she is extremely liberal in leaving comments on docs and that validation hits different. u dont know love until a doc littered with highlighted lines. and then sometimes im looking for a slightly more critical eye in which case ill probably ask adri bc i trust them to point out mistakes/inconsistencies/problems.

19. If you wrote a spin-off of situation overload (do it for baltimore), what would it involve? mmm interesting question. maybe jack and alex going to a baseball game but they invite zack and rian? i would have to find a way to justify that happening but it would be cute to have all four of them at an orioles game.

questions for fic writers

[diavolosthots]

could you write a slightly spicy scene w a male reader and levi getting a lil handsy in his bathtub bed?😳

Yes. Im so sorry if Levi is really OOC ;-; I tried my best. Also by a 'lil' handsy i assumed you didn't mean full on smut so I cut it off at some point 👀

WARNINGS: slight NSFW

Waterbed ( LEVIATHAN x M!READER)

Levi invited you over for an anime marathon. Nothing unusual in itself. Ever since you guys became,  dare it be said. ~best~ friends, anime and gaming marathons kind of became a weekly thing. Lately its even been almost every night. Not that you minded; the purple haired demon was growing on you and you savored every moment you had with him. Not that he was going anywhere either, though. Levi practically started clinging to you. Hes scared that if he blinked one too many times you'd disappear right in front of him, proving that something else so great was yet again just a figment of his imagination. 

Making your way to Levi's room, you were too deep in thought to notice that the door already opened and you were suddenly pulled inside "wha-" surprise took you over while Levi shut the door, "you're late! Where were you? Did someone stop you? I mean… not that I care… youre just late." Levi was once again stumbling over his own words, something you found relatively cute. To be completely honest, you have developed a heavy crush on the demon. But you cant be sure he returned the feelings. After all, you were just becoming a very close friend, right? Someone he could share his interests with; someone who didn't mock him. So, you swallowed the compliments that were laying on your tongue while Levi's nervous form stood in front of you. 

"Sorry, I was just taking my time walking," a simple, honest answer. Levi nodded and then turned around, leading you fully inside his room. You loved his room. The aquatic theme and giant aquarium wall would intimidate a lot of people you knew, but to you it brought a sense of calm. A sense of home. But something was different today. It took you a second but you noticed that the bathtub turned bed was quite literally, turned. And filled with more pillows than usual. It seemed that Levi even made a sort of cushion for your backs. "I just figured we'd be here a while…" he mumbled. You wanted to tell him how cute it was; how much you appreciated the effort, but yet again, you swallowed the words and settled for a small smile; climbing into the bathtub and settling in. Its bigger than it looks, you figured that out the first time you were in his room. Levi soon joined you, leaving about a pillow's space between you while he turned some anime on that you suggested to him a while ago. Your eyes widened in surprise and you turned to face him, "wait… you remember that?" He turned to look at you and replied, "hm..? Yeah why wouldnt i? I always listen when you speak." He said, so matter of factly that he caught himself off guard, "Uh I mean… it seemed to make you happy… not that i care about your happiness or anything… i just figured it would be nice to have something familiar while youre here in the Devildom… or whatever." Levi's face was flushed and he quickly averted your gaze again. Meanwhile, you couldnt deny the warmth that spread through your chest. Could he…? No..? Levi turned to look at you again after you've been quiet for a minute or two but he was surprised to find you still looking at him. Wait were you looking at him? No your eyes flickered… did they flicker to his lips? No? This time his own eyes flickered to yours and he wanted to so bad… but he knew he could never have the guts, thats why he was happy that you made the first step and softly placed your lips against his. His eyes went wide for only a second before closing and he gently kissed you back, unsure. He placed his hand softly against your chest, not to push you away, but to feel more of you. The kiss deepened and Levi softly groaned against your mouth, starting to want more. Your hands sneaked around his form, surprised to find it has changed and you pulled away slowly to see him changed into his demon form. Both of you were blushing, not quite sure how far you wanted to go, but both of your hands sneaked around each other and pushed your chests together, lips finding their partners again. Levi could feel himself get more excited as you began to run your hand up and down his back and he himself couldn't help but sneak a hand down to cup your ass, which earned him a soft moan, spurting him on. You wanted to feel more of him so bad; moving a hand up his shirt, you could feel the splattered scales and Levi breathed in heavily as your fingers ran over them ever so gently, brushing his hips against yours, only to feel the same bulge that was growing in his own pants, "Levi…" you hissed at the sudden contact and Levi pushed you down into the tub, his lips kissing down your neck while his own hands began to explore your body. 

Some times people just need a moment, or several, to explore each other ;)