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kaciidubs · 1 year ago

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A Pun-y Thanksgiving

❣ Summary: A random thought about Chan and terrible Thanksgiving puns. ❣ ❣ Word Count: 739 ❣ Warnings: Fluff, corny puns [2], slice of life, discussions of family, implied Black! Reader [but neutral overall], Chan gets emotional over being loved ❣ ❣ Female! Reader [No use of Y/N] | You/Your pronouns ❣ ❣ Additional Tags: Chan is referred to as Chris, Christopher, Channie, and Baby, lightly edited, that plate of food was not mine but it's close enough ❣ Stray Kids Masterlist ❣ General Masterlist

"I'll give you more than thanks tonight."

"Baby, please."

"A turkey isn't the only thing I'd like to stuff."

"Christopher, walk away from me."

"What?! You can't tell me that wasn't funny!"

"I can," you hummed, looking over your shoulder to see him leaning against the kitchen island with a cheesy grin, "and I will - that was not funny!"

"So why are you smiling?" He goaded, dimple pressing into his cheek as his grin grew.

An astonished laugh fell from your lips, though you couldn't reign in the smile that stuck to your face, "Because you're corny!"

"Or, because you did find it funny!"

"Oh my god." Turning back to the pot of boiling elbow noodles, you stirred away some of the foam, "You're gonna drive me insane before my own family does."

A pair of arms snaked their way around your waist, Chris tugging you slightly against his chest as he pressed the side of his face against yours. "You know you love me."

"I do, but if you say anything related to 'gravy', I'm leaving you here and telling my grandmother you couldn't make it to dinner."

He dramatically gasped, shaking his body with yours, "You wouldn't! I think I'll actually die without her yams this year, and Christmas is way too far away to have them again!"

You laughed, turning off the stove and grabbing the oven mitts that were on standby, "You're so whipped for her cooking - I'm surprised you haven't figured out she makes extra just for you."

"She does?" His hold on you slipped as you picked up the pot of macaroni, stepping back to let you pour it into the strainer waiting in the sink. "Since when?"

"Our second Thanksgiving together when I had to make a to-go container full of them alone, and she asked if I was making you a plate and I had to tell her that, that was your plate." You placed the empty pot back on the stove, "And I still think it's unfair because I'm her grandchild! I asked her so many times to make me a separate batch, I'd even buy her the stuff! But no, she wouldn't do it for me but anything goes for her grandson Chris!"

In the midst of your teasing rant, you hadn't noticed the silence from your boyfriend behind you until you had started the sauce mixture for the macaroni and cheese, urging you to turn around to look at him suspiciously.

"Chris?"

He gazed at you with soft eyes, an almost delicate pout set on his lips as a fine blush turned his ears red. "She likes me that much?"

Family had always been a huge factor for him, and the desire of having your entire family love him the way they loved you was something he had strived for since the first time they met. So, it was no surprise that hearing that your grandmother would go out of her way for him and his admiration for her cooking made his heart swell.

"Aw, Channie," you cooed, turning the stove to low before making quick steps over to him, your hands cupping his slightly puffed cheeks from rest. "She absolutely loves you - my whole family does! My aunts ask about you whenever they call, my younger cousins always ask to see you, and even though my uncles joke about putting you in a shallow ditch if you break my heart - they can see how much you care about me and they honestly look forward to having you around."

Guiding his head down, you placed a quick kiss on his lips, giggling when he followed you away to steal another.

"My family loves you, my extended family loves you, and you already know I love you."

His pout melted into a smile, one you embarrassingly missed for the few moments it was gone, "Even with my corny jokes?"

You rolled your eyes but nodded in agreement, "Even with your corny jokes. Now, help me finish the mac and cheese and we can start getting ready - I'm sure if we stay here longer we're gonna be the last ones to get a plate, and I'll be damned if I let my cousin get to the corn pudding first."

Slinking your way our of his arms, you took to stirring the sauce mixture before speaking over your shoulder;

"Then when we get home, I'll show you what else I'm thankful for."

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lostgracestories · 3 months ago

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hello it's your causal varré enjoyer WOWZA YOUVE BEEN BUSY, thanks for all the food, love! could I request some hc's for how our favourite (touch-starved) surgeon would be in a relationship? imma go read all your new stuff now lol

YESS It's such a good form of busy though <3 I LOVE writing so much and y'all are fueling me THANK YOU

ANYWAYS I have absolutely GOT YOU (I just finished 3 assignments for college and I'm juiced up on monster so ENJOY)

wc: 450 tw: uh, Varre's face spoiler (he's actually so handsome i can't), blood obv, Varre's kinda a pervert but that's typical. Lowkey minor bloodplay mention. It's Varre come on now you know he likes it

Bleeding Heart

He is such an asshole and he sucks at complimenting his lover. At least in the first couple months. It's a bit of a toxic relationship to start off (It's Elden Ring what did you expect?)

As time goes on, he gets used to you (for lack of a better word) you can't help but wonder how he's staring at you under his mask when he steals lingering glances... but he knows what he's thinking.

Although he cares for you (this asshole is too stuck up to admit he loves you) he rarely ever tells you he loves you. It's always just; "I love you, Varre" "Aye" "...You're not gonna say it back?" And then he'll just stare at you like you're crazy.

Did I mention that he's 100% a thigh kinda guy? And it has to do with his gross obsession with blood (much like his luminary) like he's totally imagining kissing over your femoral artery and how pretty your blood would be (pervert)

When he does tell you he loves you it always catches you off guard, and he revels in the reaction you give as if you're braindead. "Lambkin..." "Yes, Varre?" "I love you, I have only room for you in my heart"

Oh, and you're the only one he ever shows his face too. It took a LOT of convincing. When he removed it for the first time it was safe to say that you were thoroughly shocked at the appearance of smoothed back BROWN hair and STUBBLE (this is canon I'm not joking, someone restored his design) the shocked gasp you had let escape had resulted in him nearly immediately pulling his mask back on, but you had stopped him.

He LOVES physical intimacy but is, again, too stuck up to admit it. He will usually only indulge himself if you initiate it. HOWEVER, on occasion, he will lift his mask just enough to kiss you. He loved watching the blood rise to your cheeks as you buried your face into his chest to hide from him.

Did I mention that he loves to lightly drag his fingers up your side when you walk next to him in public? He loves watching the shiver it drives out of you as you pinch him to quell his teasing. It only ever makes it worse though.

Oh GOD and he loves when you come to him for injuries. That pretty crimson that coats you after you fight drives him insane. Yet, no matter how pretty he found it, he always soothed you as he tended to your injuries, angrily running through his thoughts that he should be the one to make you bleed... and not like this.

#varre x tarnished #white mask varre #elden ring varre #varre #white faced varre #headcanons #headcanon

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cameronspecial · 1 year ago

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Hello! i was just wondering if you could something with rafe cameron based on You Are In Love TV (since I believe you are a fellow swiftie). Mostly on the bridge pls 🙏

ty! i love how you write about him

Picture Perfect Snow Globe

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.5K

A/N: I'm unfortunately not a Swiftie, but I hope you enjoyed this because I really enjoyed writing it!

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Y/N never understood why people went to war or drove themselves insane for the sake of love. She didn’t understand the feeling of being consumed by love and was always able to put words to what she thought it was. It’s a chemical reaction in one’s brain that makes them think they are meant to be with someone for the rest of their life. But then comes Rafe Cameron into her life and she suddenly finds herself unable to describe what she feels for him. She knows she will start the third world war to keep him safe or lose herself in her own mind if he asks her to. Now, all she knows is his dirty blonde hair and his ocean-blue eyes, always consuming her thoughts and heart. And she doesn’t hate the thought of it.

As she walks through Cameron Development’s office, the heel of her work shoes reverberates through the empty office. Everyone else has already gone home except for her boyfriend, who is working late for his father, so she thought she would bring him dinner. She holds the brown paper bag of his favourite pasta in her hand and she knocks gently on his door. She can hear the stress in his voice as he allows her to come into his office. He looks up at the sound of the door opening and gives her a gentle smile, “Hey, Princess. What are you doing here?” “I wanted to have dinner with you, so I brought us pasta,” she holds up the bag to him and places it on his desk. He moves his stuff out of the way, so they both have space to eat. “Thank you, Princess. That is so thoughtful,” he kisses her cheek, helping her take out the food from the bag. She shrugs, “It was no problem. I was in the neighbourhood.” The picture frame on his desk catches her eye as she places the napkins beside it.

The picture is of her, bundled up to keep the cold from nipping at her nose. She was wearing his hat, gloves and scarf because she was too stubborn to bring her own. It was the picture Rafe had taken of her last Christmas when they checked out the Christmas village on the mainland. The setting was something out of a snow globe. Snow perfectly dusted the trees and buildings. The shops on the streets were absolutely picturesque. The final touch to the holiday town was the soft Christmas music playing throughout the streets. Rafe had just finished taking the picture of her and he put his phone back in his pocket. He took her hot chocolate out of her hand, placing it on the table beside him. “Dance with me,” he whispered, leading her a little more onto the street.

And she did with one hand in his and the other on his shoulders. He mimics her arm placement, except with one of his arms around her waist, bringing her closer to him. She placed her head on his chest and listened to the way his heartbeat. They danced like that for what felt like hours but it was actually just a few minutes. Y/N thinks it was at that moment that she started to believe in love and she hasn’t looked back since.

Taglist: @winterrrnight @loves0phelia

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teenagetr4g3dy · 2 years ago

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Willow Sap x Gender Neutral Reader General dating headcanons

Did someone say McDonald’s? No? Oh, well I don’t care, that’s your #1 fast food go to place

Willow will not eat anything there except for the Mcrib and he WILL drag his s/o with him to get it

He actually has matching Mcrib shirts for him and his s/o

Willow is so clumsy mans literally trips on air

S/o has to watch out for him every time they’re out, especially if they’re in a crowd bc he will get TRAMPLED

By the end of the day, Willow is absolutely COVERED in little bandaids

One thing Willow loves to do with his S/o is bring them to Dr.Teeth concerts bc he likes sharing his interests with his lover!!

Even if the rest of the night would be spent tracking down the band and partying with them, it’s worth it because his s/o is spending time with their big dumb blue haired boy

Speaking of-

He would LOVE it if his s/o were/became a groupie with him he would actually be the heart eyes emojix100

He’s so chill it’s insane

Like honestly sometimes you’d think he’s high, but no that’s just how he is

He loves touching things and people, especially his s/o

Like, he can just be having a conversation with someone and his hand is doing it’s own thing, touching s/o’s hair, playing with their fingers,, you name it!!

Hell, even head pats and scratches like his s/o’s a cat😭

He does a lot of pda, but not like, straight up making out, he doesn’t wanna make s/o or anyone uncomfortable

And I say that because I think this mf has got to be Atleast 6’4, he’s gonna be taller than his s/o

Hel never belittle you or joke about s/o’s height tho they’re to precious to him

He thinks they’re like a little doll

His doll❤️

Pretty.. pretty

He just thinks s/o is just so totally tubular

Sometimes he just likes to look at his s/o, not in a creepy way or anything, in a way that a person could say “lmao that dudes in love” way

He loves holding hands

He things s/o’s hands are just so soft and warm they’re perfect for his!!! How can he not hold them???

Going back to the touching things, he also loves touching s/o’s face, cradling it, caressing it, holding it, pinching if playfully, poking, etc

He also loves kisses! Believe it or not! All kinds of them!

Cheek kisses, eskimo kisses, on the lips, forehead, anywhere!!

He loves it all omg

Okay so, he plays bass guitar, and he’s really good at it

He thinks it’s adorable when his s/o tries to use his guitar like what??

If they want to though, Willow will teach his s/o how to play, and s/o will sit in his lap while he’s guiding their fingers on the strings and UGHHH

He LIVES for that shit, man

He also loves those little moments just between the two of them, like just long looks at each other awhhh

He loves it when his s/o plays with his rings or wears one of them

He thinks it’s the most precious thing omg

He probably would even buy matching rings with his s/o

Speaking of wearing his things, he also adores it when s/o wears his clothes

Rather it be to big, or fitted on his s/o, he loves looking at them in his stuff

Like he will not be able to keep his hands off of them the ENTIRE day sob

He’d definitely say something like “You should wear my clothes more often, baby, you look so groovy in them and when you give them back they’ll smell like you.”

DAW

Ohohoh

Pet names!! I almost forgot lmao

He would call his s/o baby, babes, doll, baby doll, precious, darlin’, starlight, and honestly he would call them also really silly names haha, sometimes he’d honestly default to “my man” or dude or dudette

Off topic but he would love it if his s/o loved with him in his van like what that’s like, his totally rad and stupendous fairytale dude!

He’s a flirt, a big flirt with his s/o

Like if s/o is looking at his shirt or something he’ll say something like “I know how absolutely radical I am, but eyes are up here, babydoll”

“Are you a dove, my man? Because I just can’t stop looking at your pretty little feathers”

“You’re like the wind, babes, you blow me away”

Like he’s just so silly lmak

Him and s/o definitely would be the couple to push each other in the shopping cart at the grocery store and run really fast through it

The best gifts to get this man are drteeth records and merchandise

Or hell, just straight up tickets to see them

Willow would be OVER THE MOON

He would literally smother s/o in kisses he’d be so happy!!

Willow Sap belongs to @/partycoffin

I hope u liked these i just really want him so bad lmao

#willowsap #willow sap #welcome home #the muppets #dr teeth #lips #dr teeth and the electric mayhem #welcome home arg #willow sap x reader #welcome home x reader #the muppets x reader

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twistedtummies2 · 1 year ago

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How would your twst ocs react if someone proposed to them?

Ohhhhh...oh, this is gonna be a HARD one. XD I'm really not good at the hyper-romantic type stuff! But I'll try my best... First of all, let's completely disregard the gender of the other party: male, female, undecided...it doesn't matter, love is love, a proposal is a proposal. So if you're looking for explicit M/M or F/M stuff, not happening. XD With that said... I feel like, with James, Elias, Grit, and Maelstrom, in particular...no one would propose to them. Oh, no. THEY would propose to YOU first. Inarguably. Why? Well, James has a swashbuckler's sort of cavalier chivalry, despite his piratical attitude at times, so I think he would feel it's his duty to be the one to make the proposal first. Elias, meanwhile, just has a tendency to be very melodramatic in general. So he'd WANT to make that proposal first. He'd have a freaking speech or poem or song prepared for it and everything. Grit and Maelstrom...I feel both of them have a commonality of being raised a certain way by their parents. In both cases, they were taught to be the ones to make the proposal, so propose they shall. So ask not how they would react to someone proposing to them: ask instead how YOU would react if THEY proposed. ;) With those four out of the way, that leaves us with Nakoda, Billy, Reno, Smitty, and Theodore. In all five cases, I think there's a better chance of the other party proposing before they do, for various reasons. With both Smitty and Billy, I think they'd be very, very blushy. I mean, they're both still getting over the fact they have an S/O to begin with, somebody who is "more than a friend," someone who will give them hugs and even kisses and say loving things to them and go out on dates and so on. They're honestly very content there already. So when the other party reveals they're ready to go the next step...it's a mixture of excitement, nervousness, and absolute bewilderment this is happening at all. And you can be darn sure it's going to end in a LOT of cuddling...in Smitty's case, it's like hugging a teddy bear. In Billy's, it's more like the teddy is hugging you. ;) In Reno's case, he'd be caught off guard, but he'd also try to recover and save face as quickly as possible. He'd smirk and try to show off, laughing about how he wondered how long it would take you, before sort of snorting and saying that he'll accept, provided you give him a kiss right there and then. Just ignore the way his pale cheeks turn a bit pink, or how fast his heart is beating. ;) Theodore would, I think, just sort of freeze up, his eyes VERY wide. He'd be absolutely stunned. After you finish, he'd actually start laughing hysterically; a high-flying, cackling, almost insane laugh, wiping as he eyes and cackling about how he thinks you MUST be joking. Once he gets it through his head that, no, you are VERY serious...I think he'd switch instantly from cackling at the "joke" to sort of scowling as he tries to figure out what you even see in him. But eventually he'd accept it and give you a rare, soft smile before saying yes...mind you, with the added (affectionate) taunt that you have to be very dumb to propose to him. The kiss on your nose indicates he doesn't mind. As for Nakoda...he is different from all the rest. Because while all the rest will accept right then and there...he won't. He won't say no, either. He'll say he has to think about it. And he means it: he DOES have to think about it. Nako, as I've indicated many times in the past, isn't really used to long-running romantic relationships. He's used to one night stands...and a lot of those end with his partner ending up as food. So, even more than Smitty and Billy...he NEVER thought he'd get this far. He's been trying hard, mind you, but the very IDEA that this could become something more...that's something he almost can't wrap his head around. And it now means he has to really figure out what it's going to mean if he says yes. It's not that he doesn't trust you with all this, it's that he doesn't trust HIMSELF. Eventually, he'll say yes...then it's all a question of what comes next.

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toffyrats · 1 year ago

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saw your bored post, gimme your best hcs abt racetrack and spot, and also jededaius (christ idk how to spell his name i did a wholeass paper on the man) and octavious :3

SPRACE AND JEDTAVIUS YIPPEE

okok i have so much rly random and specific stuff for them sprace especially

ok for sprace i’m gonna do some individually and then collectively

RACEEETRAAACKKK

-race is definitely the little love coach/gossip girl in the lodging house, he definitely picks up on every little hint of feelings between the boys (and bothers spot and jack with it). -for some odd reason i just. feel like race had a crush on davey at some point or at least found him attractive but he slowly turned into javid’s biggest supporter LMAO -he trusts albert with his life (bad idea). probably had to go through the “uh can i tell you about something” shit with him before he started dating spot. it rly stressed him out for a while but he’s good now albert’s fine race’s fine. -he and katherine were probably the first people davey told about liking jack, and he was so fucking exited about it on like an unhealthy level. davey asked him if he could keep a secret, let’s just say he didn’t. -actually like never smokes, just has the cigar bc it makes him look badass and allows him to do fancy flourishes with it at the end of every sentence. -that being said, he gives major theater kid vibes. -jack was his first friend, and crutchie kinda just joined the group later on. he’s the second youngest of the trio, and they consider eachother brothers.

spit concord

-gets no bitches. likes to think he does but doesn’t. race loves him for that honestly. -hotshot became a newsie before he did even though he’s slightly younger. he probably found spot in a trashcan somewhere and dragged him back against his will -they’re besties i’m here for it -huge dog person. i could see him stealing food and then giving it to some street dogs instead of feeding himself 😭 -can not down any amounts of alcohol ever without getting insanely drunk. one shot and he would pass out bro -hotshot was the first person he told about dating race, and he was NOT happy about that 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️ -not because he’s homophobic just because he didn’t want to lose spot :(

SPRACE MY BELOVEDS

-race met spot at the races in brooklyn and nearly got beat up for being in his territory, but it was still love at first sight for both of them -so naturally, race came back the next day to say hi. they had like a normal conversation that time and settled on a compromise for race to be able to sell at the races but nowhere else. -they became pretty good friends and were still gay pining over eachother but theyre both dumbasses and didn't realize -race told jack about liking him, and jack nearly went all the way to brooklyn just to tell spot to keep his grubby paws off his brother -eventually they started dating, probably during or right after the strike -race still isn’t allowed to sell anywhere in brooklyn 💀 -race got caught in a storm once and spot forced him to stay in brooklyn for the night because he didn’t want him to get sick or cold (not that he would ever admit that ofc) race didn’t want to make jack worry, but he took it as an excuse to cuddle with spot so he did it anyways -race calls spot short all the time. like all the time. to the point where it’s annoying to everybody not just spot -cheek kisses, neck kisses, occasionally hand kisses but they’ve probably only kissed on the lips like once (they’re too panicky and nervous to do it again) -hotshot and jack are prolly like decent friends actually, just because they can bond over worrying for their gay little younger brothers

wow i love jededaius and octavious from the hit movie trilogy nihgt at tge musiem

i have like a lott LOTT less for them but let’s begin

-were never truly enemies, closer to rivals. they just felt like it was their duty to fight eachother and gave them something to do all night -octavius is a huge hopeless romantic, wrote a whole bunch of love poems about jedediah even before the feeling was mutual. jedediah eventually found them, good thing he can’t read, much less in latin 😀👍 -guYS PLEASE CAN YOU STOP MAKING THE WESTERNERS HOMOPHOBIC LET THEM BE HAPPY PLEASE (clearly they’re aware they’re museum exhibits so they’re definitely caught up on modern standards) -jed is asexual. yep -octavius literally cannot ride a horse idc if he’s a roman centurion he’s unable. that’s why they use the rc car instead of jed’s horse -they have movie night with the other exhibits once a week, and they always cuddle together away from the others :) -jedediah is really cocky and arrogant most the time, but is really sweet and gentle with octavius. probably brags about him

ok that’s it 😭 ik it’s not a lot but

TY FOR THIS ASK!

#toff answers 👍#IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO RESPOND TO THIS MY FUCKINH POWER WENT OUT #SORRY 😣#newsies #natm

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jarofstyles · 3 years ago

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For mafia harry, I just love the fact that’s he’s only soft for his girl. So something soft!!!! Plss n thxx

He’s literally so soft for her it’s ridiculous.

Warnings: fluff, talk of murder, mafia type stuff

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It wasn’t uncommon for Harry to come home with bruised knuckles. While he tended to have his men take care of business, he couldn’t help but be hands on sometimes.

When it came to certain motherfuckers, he truly couldn’t help but get in on the action and keep his name at the top of the’ who not to mess with’ list.

But his one and true weakness was sleepy eyed and soft as she stepped into his arms. He had gotten home from some business only an hour ago and put on the coffee pot. Being out all night was not ideal in the slightest, mainly because he had Y/N at home. Before meeting her he could go days at a time without sleep, without even being home. But having a woman he loved so deeply in his bed, who truly adored him and looked past his very unusual career path. She was so giving to him, with her time, energy, body, affection. He had hit the jackpot when it came to women and he knew all to well. So did anyone else.

It took a lot to get a man like Harry soft. He was hard and jagged around the edges. Throwing a punch or getting rid of someone wasn’t a big deal to him. Then Y/N stumbled into his life by accident and he found the heart he had covered with ice melted into a puddle of mush that she hand shaped in her own form. It was comical at times to see his attitude change when she would walk into the room.

“H?” She whispered sleepily. She shouldn’t be awake, but her body had somehow known her hero was home. While Y/N was well aware of his faults and his dangerous job and tendencies? He fiercely protected and cared for her. Provided for her. Gave her a home and a best friend and loved wrapped into one. No one was perfect, but Harry was perfect for her. “Where were you all night?” His stomach twinged with guilt as he pulled her into his chest, large hand cupping the back of her head and keeping her body close to his.

“M’so sorry, angel.” He whispered, pressing multiple kisses to her hairline. “We found one of the rats.” He grumbled, making Y/N freeze. Her head pulled up from his chest and her eyes were a dangerous glint. One that, quite frankly? Made him hard. As soft and gentle as Y/N is, she had come to take Harry and his men as family. You fuck with them? You fuck with her.

“And you took care of it?” Her tone was low, Harry still shocked at how fierce his little angel could be. How protective. She made them cookies and tea and brought sweets to the underground clubs, but was willing to put someone on their ass if they hurt Harry. It was fucking hot.

“Y’know I did, sweet girl. M’always taking care of my people.” He was cut off by her lips pressing to his jaw, her head tucking back into his neck. It was early and she hadn’t slept well. Y/N usually didn’t when it came to Harry being out and doing dangerous things. Her sleep schedule had been the worst it’s been since dating him, but it was the easiest sacrifice to make because she was getting to be in his arms. When he was home?

She got the best sleep of her entire life. Especially after getting dicked down.

“Know you do.” She relaxed, hand running over his broad back. The shirt was slightly damp form his sweat but she didn’t mind. The skin under was hot and it did get her mind going to think about how sexy he looked when he was mad. As long as it wasn’t at her? It went straight to her cunt.

Okay. Maybe even when it was at her. But it was very hard to make him angry at her. He was 100% a pushover for his girl. Y/N was the only one ever allowed to raise her voice at him.

The first time it had happened around others, they’d all nearly choked. Harry had ate the last of the cookie butter, which Y/N had been saving. It actually pissed her the fuck off, and not realizing he was in a meeting she had stormed down the hallway with her volume on 10. The girl wasn’t one too raise her voice often, but Harry knew how to push her buttons.

“Harry fucking Styles! You better hope to god you’re busy because I’m going to shove this jar up your ass!” She seethed, the stomping of her feet making everyone’s eyes widen. The men he worked closely with usually had a softer version of her. But it was earlier in the day, not their normal time, and gathered in the office in Harry’s large home.

Harry froze, realizing what it was and winced as he watched the door fly open. There, in all her big shirt, no pants and freshly woken glory was his beautiful Y/N. Empty jar in hand. Her eyes cut around the room but the fury she felt was too deep. This was personal!

Of course, they all were tense because No One talks to Harry Styles in a tone like that and got away with it. The shock that crossed their faces when Harry sheepishly got up and crossed the room, hushing her and trying to approach her like a wounded puppy was pure and utter insanity. The big man who always had a straight face, mean punches that knocked out cold, little regard for most people and took care of many a week was letting his woman talk to him like that.

“M’sorry, baby, I meant to get more but we called an emergency-“ he was cut off by a single hand raising, lips snapping closed as he watched his little love step closer to him.

“If you aren’t ready to go to Trader Joe’s in the next 15 minutes….” Her eyes narrowed. “You’ll be cut off.” And Harry knew exactly what that meant.

No sex.

There was no way he was risking that.

“Okay, okay.” He raised his own hands in surrender. “M’gonna finish up. Go get ready, we’ll take the Audi.”

They all learned that day that you didn’t mess with Y/N’s food, and Harry Styles only had one singular weakness.

Granted, Harry never was ashamed of it. He always said that his woman was half of his strength. She didn’t need him, but he needed her. Harry loved her so wholly and deeply that he knew that she was it for him. He had bought an engagement ring only 2 months in. So no, he didn’t ever deny it.

If anyone ever tried to use Y/N against him, they ended up in the river. Or in several pieces. He had very little restraint over that, considering all threats he took very, very seriously. The one light in his life was something he kept close, protected, and loved.

“Why don’t we go shower n’then we sleep? Hm? M’sorry to keep you up late, angel.” He puckered his lips down at her to be met with a soft peck, nodding her head at the idea. “And then we can make some ‘brunch’, whatever you call it.”

It got a laugh out of her, so he considered it a win.

“Mhm. If you thought I was letting you into our clean sheets smelling like guns and sweat. It’s sexy for dirty sheets but I’m simply too tired. Got the new ones I got online too.” She sighed, playfully teasing him because she knew it would get him to smile. He saw horrors every day, and if she could get some silliness in him it would lessen his stress.

“Oi. Don’t be callin’ me smelly, little girl.” He pinched her cheek, obnoxious kissing her mouth. “Better get your ass up there and get naked so we can pass out. M’Gonna need those pretty hands helping me wash, I fear… I’m a dead man walking.” He was dramatic, obviously overtired and it got a giggle from her.

“In your dreams, Mafia Man. Let’s move.”

“You’re right, I do dream about that.”

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minjunz · 3 years ago

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heyyy i hope your doing finee <3 i just saw that yangyang and shotaro as boyfriends and that was literally the most satisfying and cutest thing ive read so far :( ... also nice to meet u! im new on here (like no joke i just joined like 2 weeks ago)— anyways cld i req the same thing but with xiaojun and hendery as well 🥺🫶🏽 idk im in my feels 😞❤️ take your time w this one lovely xoxo

hii!! i hope you’re doing fine as well ^^ had to absolutely wrack my tiny little peanut brain for these, i’m so bad at writing for anyone except nct dream so i’m super sorry if this is subpar D: ty for requesting though!

nice to meet you too btw!!!!

xiaojun and hendery as boyfriends! [gn reader]

XIAOJUN ☀️

goes shopping with you but you both end up just buying stuff for bella instead

takes bella on walks with you and you end up having to run with him

appreciates all your weird jokes but doesn’t really understand them. he just thinks you’re cute

constantly gushing about you to everyone

experiments with recipes (like the oreo cake) and uses you as his test subject

would die for you

sends you gym photos. also sends you bella photos

you constantly get into dumb playful arguments about stupid things like if milk or cereal goes first

likes headbutting you in an affectionate way

if you’re checking your outfit in the mirror he’ll come up behind you and just start flexing

pinches your cheeks so often there’s xiaojun prints permanently engraved in your skin

he also likes laying his head on your ass. he says it’s like a heated pillow

tries to act mature and manly when you go for nights out

you get home and he immediately falls on top of you and won’t move unless you pinch or kiss him

prefers video call to audio call if he’s away

he’s always trying to get you to feel more confident

i think he’s the type to give a million pecks instead of just one kiss

[sorry i see xiaojun as a brother figure it’s so hard to write for him 😭]

you ask him to step on you as a joke and he looks at you like you’re clinically insane

makes an effort to take you on as many dates as he possibly can

you build giant lego sets together

takes the worst photos of you but it’s ok

makes dinosaur noises at you to end conversations

protects his squidward beanie with his life. the only thing you’re not allowed to touch when he has it on

he looks like a guard dog from afar but he’s actually whispering “look at my boobs” into your ear

HENDERY ☁️

a clown.

if he can’t make you laugh at least thrice a day then he won’t sleep

i feel like 90% of the time he’s messing around and being playful with you but the other 10% of the time he’s SO romantic

like he’ll set up candle light three course meals in your living room just because he wants to

he gets really really shy/awkward when meeting your friends or family though and won’t let go of your hand

will wake you up by making weird noises in your face or twerking

calls you his prince/princess in the middle of kisses

puts on his ‘girl voice’ when he wants you to do something

force feeds you his food because he wants you to try it

buys shirts with you in mind. he wants you to like them enough to steal them

nose boops you like a dog

vlogs to his story and always hypes you up for no reason

“hey guys look at how amazing, gorgeous, cool, showstopping, brilliant, incredible, magnificent and CUTE y/n is. look at my baby.”

knows all your likes and dislikes. he’ll eat what you don’t like if you’re determined to get something with it though

compliments you in a different language to your face then refuses to tell you what he’s saying

even if you’re attacking him he’ll just grin and shake his head

sometimes you wake up and he’s just stood at the foot of your bed like a sleep paralysis demon

or he’s stood in front of your mirror doing weird dances

staring contests but he’s trying to distract you by blowing kisses the whole time

sends you cat thirst trap photos

absolutely destroys you when you play fight then apologises immediately after

so comfortable around you. almost too comfortable. like he shits with the door open

sends you horrible puns every hour

neighbours called the police once because they thought you were murdering someone but you were just trying to make hendery jump and he screamed

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astaroth1357 · 4 years ago

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Demigod MC Series: Ares

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus, Demeter, Athena, Hades Pt. 2, Poseidon, Ares

Lucifer

He cannot overstate what kind of damage this mortal was able to do in their first few seconds in the Devildom...

The instant they got to their feet, they had managed to incapacitate Satan and knock down Beel. Lucifer himself tried to get between them and Diavolo but…

If he hadn’t moved his head, if he was standing just ONE INCH to the left… he wouldn’t have a head anymore. Barbatos was there to intervene, but had he not they could have probably taken out the Avatar of Pride and done critical damage to the Demon Prince himself in one strike...

Frankly, Lucifer prefers not to dwell on that moment... He's sure Ares must be proud of this one...

He pretty much treats the mortal like a live bomb afterward, if he can get away with not interacting with them at all, that’s what he’ll do.

He’s NOT scared of them... much... It’s just that they have a bullish and uncooperative attitude at best and since they know they can take any of them, they don't even consider him - Lucifer, the eldest demon brother - a threat...

But you know what the most frustrating thing is? They won't give him an inch of respect, but they'll always listen to Levi! Levi!!

Look, Lucifer knows he may not hold a rank among the Hell's army and he might not have been a major player in the Celestial/Demonic wars of the day, but he's still the strongest demons here, dammit!! 😡

Lucifer finds nothing is more embarrassing than having to ask Levi of all people to keep the mortal in line because he can't... Oh, the humiliation… He hopes they leave soon...

Mammon

At first, he thought they were scary. But in time he thought they were scary… and also pretty damn awkward.

Mammon wasn’t there when they more or less wiped out the majority of his brothers in the Conference Hall but when he finally showed up he'd never seen Lucifer look so pale… If THAT doesn't make you shit your pants, he doesn't know what will.

Naturally, he kind of toned it down on the "stupid human" stuff real quick after seeing that…

But here's the thing. After the two made a pact together, Mammon started to notice that the MC wasn't all that mean, they were just… violent?

He legitimately thought that they couldn’t stand him for a while until one day a guy on the street called him a dirtbag. The MC threw a punch right there! No questions asked, they just decked that guy!!

It was kind of touching… and messy. Very messy. Did he mention that they’re terrifying yet? 😥

As it turns out, the MC has apparently spent a lot of their life just fighting things and being asked to fight things so they're not very used to showing non-violent affection…

It took him awhile, but he realized that their way of saying, "I like you," is, "I will attack your enemies." So now all he does when his brothers tease him is say, "I'm telling MC!'' and they'll stop immediately. It's great!! 😁

Considers them to be his bodyguard when he goes out to gamble in some… shadier places. Most of the time not even the bouncers want to take on the MC, ain't nobody getting paid enough to lose that many teeth…

Leviathan

Okay, so. It's not very obvious anymore, but he USED to be on the front lines of the war against demons in the Celestial Realm. He was in charge of battle strategies, he led armies, and even now he still holds the highest rank of the royal navy!

So leave it to the kid of a war god to sniff all that out about him, huh…? They appeared to know all about his record the instant they saw him and they actually seemed to respect him for it!

For context, this mortal tells pretty much everybody to shove off but any time he’s around they call him “Admiral” or “sir” and actually pay attention to what he says! He can tell it drives Lucifer insane, but honestly? It’s a bit of an ego boost. 😌

It’s sort of cute when they come to him asking for tactical advice… They get just as into it as he does with his anime and any time he points out something that they haven't seen before they get so excited it's like they're a kid watching a magic trick. HUGE ego boost. 😏

Speaking of anime, it’s hit or miss whether or not they can watch any of it. Anything with good fight scenes (and let’s be honest, not that much talking) they’re on board for. But if the hero and the villain talk to each other for like an episode before throwing punches then the MC will just rant...

MC: “The enemy is distracted... Why aren’t they attacking yet??”

Levi: “Because the villain killed the hero’s best friend and they’re-”

MC: “They could avenge their friend right now if they ended things right here!”

Levi: “MC, we’ve been over this... That’s not how plot works.”

MC: “And now he got away!! See?? They should have killed him when they had the chance!”

Levi: “*sigh*... Let’s just play some CoD.”

Satan

The last thing he remembered when the “human” hopped out of the portal was a sharp pain to the side of the temple and Asmo wailing as he fell unconscious…

Yeeeeah, not great. And unfortunately for the mortal the Avatar of Wrath tends to hold a grudge…

For a comparatively brief moment in time, all of Satan’s considerable ire had shifted away from Lucifer and to their new housemate. They found their bed, clothes, pillows, food, and even their toothbrush cursed!

… But Ares kids must be built from some strong stuff, because half of what he employed didn’t even faze them! He even put an explosive spell on their backpack and not only did they tank the blast, it didn’t hurt them at all!! It was like they’re damn near immortal!

Annnnd they kind of are. Apparently the MC had taken a dip in the River Styx at some point before and became nigh invulnerable…

Was it maybe a little terrifying to know that they had kidnapped a nearly invincible demigod on the level of Achilles? Yes. Did that also mean that they must have had a weakness too? In theory....

Satan honestly devoted a depressing amount of time trying to uncover the “Achilles’ Heel” of his new sworn enemy… until…

The MC was walking with him and Asmo to RAD one morning when they passed by a group of lesser demons harassing a small puppy. Now Satan may be more of a cat man, but NO ONE fucks with animals while he’s around.

He was right about to go over and rip those demons a new one but the MC actually beat him to it! Apparently, the second that they realized what was happening, they launched themselves forward and started bashing the abusers' heads into a wall!

… Live by violence, forgive by violence because in that very moment Satan decided they weren’t so bad after all. He even joined in!

Oh, Asmo gave them both shit all day for the bloodstains on their uniforms and the scratches on their… everywhere, but it’s not like either of them cared. Righteous justice had been served and it was glorious!!

100% would team up with the MC in some kind of vigilante “punish-all-animal-abusers” gig. They have but to ask. 😌

Asmodeus

Oh they TERRIFIED Asmo when they first showed up! How else was he supposed to react?? They brought down his brothers like they were made of cardboard!!

Though he had to admit that the confident, battle-ready look they had about them was sexy as hell, he knew better than to go bear poking! 😣 He avoided them like plague until they finally asked him for a pact.

And then he discovered something… something very unexpected….

They're actually adorable!!!

Okay, like, not in appearance (they look like they could pile drive Cerberus for Pete’s sake!) but he discovered that they have NO CLUE how to handle physical affection. Like zero!!

The first time Asmo actually got the courage to try and hug them he expected them to toss him off, but instead they just stood there like a malfunctioning doll, all flustered and confused… It was so cute!!! 🥰

From that point on, Asmo would take every chance he could to wrap his arms around them or kiss their cheeks just to watch them try and fail to handle it. It's more fun than picking on Levi!!

It took two months for them to finally attempt any kind of reciprocation and even that was adorable! They pecked him on the forehead without thinking about it then nearly passed out from the realization. Apparently, they had never felt like kissing anyone before so he was quite honored!

The brothers know that if the MC's looking too mad to listen to Levi, they just need to call Asmo. A nigh invincible warrior becomes a LOT less scary after you’ve cuddled them into submission! 🤭

Beelzebub

Beel didn't like them one bit, at least not at the beginning. They had managed to get past him and actually attack Lucifer which was NOT a great first impression on their part...

He honestly saw them as a threat for a while, but unlike the rest of his brothers he didn’t avoid them. He just kept an eye on them.... constantly….

Look. Beel is a big guy. Stealth is not his strong suit… If he's tailing you, you're probably going to know about it because there's a six-foot something behemoth in orange following you around while pounding down bags of chips. He's not very subtle…

That being said, after following them around for a while the two finally got to talking and he realized that they didn’t want to hurt anybody or anything. They were just acting on instinct before.

After making the MC promise not to hurt any of his family, they got on much better terms. Hell, he actually got them into fangol!

Beel's sport of choice is pretty much just ultra-violent American football so the MC took a liking to it instantly! After enough begging, the coach let them try out and they got onto his team immediately.

He likes having them as a teammate! They're very good at the game, uh... even if they take it a little too seriously…

They once tried to convince his teammates to decorate the team bus with "the helmets of their fallen foes." They're REALLY into the sport… But hey, they haven't lost a game since they’ve joined. It’ll be fine!... Probably.

Belphegor

Hahaha… He’s in danger… 😥

It took one look at this mortal to make him rethink the whole, “Trick the Human” plan… Since when have humans looked like that?? They could crush his skull under their heel!!

It took all he had in him to play it cool when they first met because his internal monologue was nothing but screaming… THIS was the "human" he had to use to get him out of there?? How in the WORLD was he going to kill them?!

Admittedly, he had to think about it for a while. Belphie's a clever guy… and a demon. So who needs an honorable fight, anyway? If he can’t win one-on-one, then he’ll cheat!

He waited until the MC got the door open and didn't attempt a frontal assault… No laughter, no gloating. He just waited for them to turn their back, claws ready to dig out their heart, and then-!

MC: "Do you really want to try that?"

The MC must have had some kind of danger sense, because they didn't even have to turn around to know what Belphie was doing…

MC: "Look. I like Beel and you're his twin brother… So I'm willing to let this slide. But if you really want to try me…"

MC: *looks over their shoulder with the glare of a bona fide killer* "I won't hold back."

That was... very persuasive.

The MC brought Belphie down to the others peacefully with his tail between his legs and honestly Lucifer was more relieved that he wasn’t a bloodstain on the floor than he was mad… They could have killed him sooo easily…

They did, indeed, forgive and forget about the whole “attempted murder” thing, though Belphie was never quite able to shake off how frightening they were in that moment… He had nightmares for a while.

Thankfully, Asmo clued him in that the MC would melt into a harmless puddle of fluff if they got even the slightest bit of physical affection... Oh, the sweet payback he could dish out... It’s cuddle time. 😏

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me demigods #obey me headcanons

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apparentlyaswarmofbees · 4 years ago

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Photos The Brothers Would Have of You on Their D.D.D.

Is this a way to indulge myself in one of my favorite hobbies without needing to take out my camera? Yes, yes it is.

Warning: one(?) uncensored swear word lol

Lucifer

This man is sneaky.

He doesn't have much time to take too many pictures if you, but believe me when I say that at least 50% of the pictures were taken without you noticing he ever did before he showed them to you.

You think he would have only aesthetic pictures of you, right? Well, there are, but there is also like, 2 pictures in a row of you and his brothers in face mask chilling in the common room's floor while playing cards, which is followed right after to a picture of you drooling on something before he woke you up.

Sometimes he asks for you to "look this way" before taking a pic.

If you ask why he will simply reply that you looked too stunning to not keep it forever as a memory in the form of a picture.

If he asks for a selfie, he will most likely let you sit on his lap, his cheek touching your head slightly as he leans onto you. The result image will have him looking extremelly soft.

Mammon

This dork has so many different vibes of pictures he takes of you.

Some of them is of your concentrated face as you try to solve a puzzle in a mobile game, others of you smiling and laughing heartedly, others of you doing silly stuff for him, such as trying to balance a spoon on your nose or doing the duck mouth with chips.

Of course, there are a few selfies with you, they can be silly with you guys using some cursed filter or they can be slightly more romantic with him giving you a surprise kiss.

It ends with him accidentally taking many pictures at once, and when you look at them, you can watch the amazing progression of him going red and his phone slipping out of his grip in the final picture.

Leviathan

He has so many pictures of you on his D.D.D.

A pic of you raging at a game here, one of you staring at Henry there, a selfie of both of you in cosplay doing a pose every once in a while.

There is a picture of you slipping on the last step downstairs, one of you drooling on something too, some of you giving his brothers a very done stare.

The rarest of them all are the normal selfies of both of you. When he doesn't have a cosplay on he feels extremelly self conscious. The result pic will be adorable, his face may be a little stiff and his cheeks a bit too red for his own comfort, but the giddy shine in his eyes says a lot more about what he is feeling than he ever could without stuttering

Satan

Another sneaky asshole.

Of course, he has pictures of you playing with cats. Honestly there is probably one of those for every 5 other type of pictures he takes of you.

In which one of those types will be different levels of you drooling on something once again, sneezing, scrunching your face after eating something really sour, and, of course, the many expressions you make while reading a book he has already read as he tries to deduct which part you were exactly at by using only said expressions as reference.

The selfies of the both of you definetelly has kitty filters every once in a while, but many of them are actually just with this wrath demon being cute, specially when he lets you plop your chin on the top of his head while hugging him from behind, the result pic has him looking so smiley.

Asmodeus

Where does he get so many memory space on his D.D.D. and where can I get it..?

Selfies of both of you are everywhere.

Pouting, with animal filters, kissy faces, squishing your cheeks together, simply staring at each other, sharing food, kisses, and a lot more other types of pictures.

Along with those selfies, he will also have some pictures of you alone. Sometimes he will tell you to look over in his direction before asking you to "smile~!"

Which has most likelly lead to many pictures of you doing everything else with your facial muscles except smiling. But it always brings one to his face instead, so it's hard to not give in and smile anyways in the end.

Beelzebub

On a previous headcanon of mine I have said Beel takes pictures of you with his D.D.D. whenever he finds you attractive.

So far so good right? Only the term 'attractive' to him is very broad.

So his gallery has both aesthetic pictures of you (and some selfies with him) such as after his games, on gym clothes and with cerberus, and some cursed pictures such as of you scarfing down a whole baguette into your mouth, having an insane bed hair and of course, drooling on something.

His home screen is a selfie with both of you squishing each other's face with your hands.

Belphegor

This little shit.

First off, of course he has a personal collection of the many stages of bed hair and sleeping faces you have. And yes, of you drooling too.

A personal collection of blurry pics of you tripping, jumping in the air as he puts his cold feet on your hips, and many of you sneezing.

And of course, the personal collection of zoomed in pictures of the many expressions you make, varying from dead inside to one of the widest of smiles you can make.

The selfies with him are, suprisingly, the most normal. Surprise kisses, laying heads on each other's shoulders, and of him laying on you. In which both of you got double chin on.

#mc: *drools on something*#all brothers except mammon and asmo: it's a free real state #obey me #obey me!#obey me! shall we date?#obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios

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citrinesparkles · 3 years ago

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doctor todd.

jason todd x gender neutral vigilante!reader. 1,875 words. notes: requested by @jason-redhood as part of my hundred followers celebration! this got a lot longer than i intended, oopsies. thanks for requesting- hope you enjoy! warnings: tending wounds, mentions of food.

"y'know, lurking outside somebody's window is a good way to get yourself shot," jason called over his shoulder.

"i'll keep that in mind," you said, voice strained enough to shoot dread into his veins and draw his attention completely away from his work.

he set the gun he had been cleaning on the table and twisted around to find you gingerly sliding through the open window.

"hey," you mumbled, giving him a weak wave after your boots hit the floor. "sorry for not calling, i just..."

you were backlit, the glow of the city making it impossible to see your features from the dining area- but your posture alone was enough to have him shoving his chair back and crossing his apartment.

"how bad?" he asked, stopping a few steps back, now able to make out the tears in your suit and the bruises around your mask.

"pretty sure i sprained my wrist, and there's a poorly-bandaged gash on my leg, but otherwise i'm peachy."

"how bad's the leg?"

"i'm... not sure. bad enough that i think i need your help." you patted the windowsill with a gloved hand. "obviously."

he nodded and slid to your good side, gently resting a hand on your shoulder. "okay. c'mon, my stuff's in the bathroom."

"here." he handed you a pair of shorts and a large tank top. "change into this so i can get to the wounds, okay? i'll be right out here if you need anything."

"you're good!" you called.

he nudged the bathroom door back open and scooped your uniform up from the floor, carefully putting it in a canvas bag and tying the handles together before setting it in the tub to deal with later. "alright," he sighed, turning back to face you.

his clothes looked way too right on you, he realized, a wave of emotion he would vehemently deny surging through his chest and pushing heat to his neck and cheeks.

"alright?"

"okay. alright. uh-" he jerked a thumb at the counter- "up here, i guess, so i can see your leg."

you propped one foot on the toilet lid and braced your good hand against his shoulder, his hands instinctively coming up to hover around your waist as you pushed yourself up and settled next to the sink.

the grateful smile you gave him was enough to tug his lips into a smile of his own.

"you're up, doctor todd," you teased.

he stepped forward with a halfhearted eyeroll, fingers brushing the cloth tied hastily around your leg. "can i take this off?"

"go ahead."

he tugged gently at the knot, wincing when you inhaled sharply. "sorry."

the scrap fell away, revealing dried blood and an open wound on the outside of your thigh.

"yeesh, that is nasty," he said.

you scoffed lightly. "gee, thanks."

"hey, if you wanted a nice doctor, you probably should have gone somewhere else." he shifted to the side, grabbing a clean cloth and bottle of alcohol. "fair warning, you're really not gonna like me here in a minute."

your quick "i seriously doubt that." was greeted with a grin that felt a little too fond for his liking.

he told himself it was for your benefit.

...yeah, that sounded good.

he could live with that.

he made quick work of cleaning the gash, doing his best to distract you by making stupid small talk about the horrible movie he'd sat through that morning because the tv remote had been out of reach and the mediocre new coffee shop with dry blueberry muffins.

"was the coffee okay, at least?"

"okay, yeah, but not 'five-dollars-fifty' okay. if i hadn't been falling asleep in line i probably would have left when i saw the price."

"there's a nice one up by my place, they make the best blueberry muffins ever."

he hummed. "i'll keep that in mind, next time i'm over that way." he leaned back, studying your cut. "i think stitches would probably be smart."

you groaned. "of course they would."

"i'm okay to do them- i do them on myself- but if you want i can give you a lift to a hospital or something."

"no. if you can, i want you to do them. i trust you."

he sat with that for a minute, searching your face for any hesitation. when he found none, he nodded. "okay."

as you both expected, it sucked.

to make things worse, he was rapidly running out of mindless things to talk about.

how many times could two people really argue about pizza toppings before it got old?

"alright, done."

"holy shit, finally." you slumped back, leaning on your good hand for a moment before your head snapped back up. "no, not like- i meant thank you, you did great, i'm not being an ingrate-"

"i know, relax." he nudged your knee with a goofy smile. "here, gimme your wrist."

you pouted (which, yes, that was also adorable, much to his dismay), carefully stretching your bad arm out.

he took your hand gently, scooping it up in one of his and bracing your forearm up with his other. "it's actually not too bad, considering you hit hard enough to tear your glove. i'm gonna clean the scrapes here up, though, okay?"

"do i really get a choice?"

"it's your body, so, yeah."

you sighed dramatically. "fine, if you insist. go ahead, clean my wounds for me."

he was quiet this time, focusing intently on removing bits of dirt and stuff from your raw palm with a set of tweezers.

trying to ignore the way your eyes seemed to linger on him now that he was looking down.

he set the tweezers aside, glancing up at you to find you smiling at him thoughtfully, and dropped his gaze just as quickly as he had lifted it. "what, you enjoying making me do all the work?"

"you could say that, yeah."

he scoffed. "well, you're going to enjoy it a lot less in a second. time for the alcohol again."

"ugh."

he managed to dig up an old wrist brace in the back of his sock drawer. a little big for you, but it would work for now, he figured.

"may i?"

you nodded and held your arm back out for him to loop the brace over your thumb and tuck the velcro strap under and around, pulling it snug against your skin before sticking it to itself.

"last one, tough stuff." he pointed at your cheek, where a small patch of dried blood stained your skin. "ready?'

you nodded tiredly. "let's just get this over with. this counter isn't as comfortable as it looks."

he chuckled, dampening the softest cloth he had and wringing it out. "sorry, i didn't think i needed to get an apartment with counter cushions." he raised his left hand up, hovering an inch or so below your chin. "uh, can i..?"

your eyes widened, glancing at his hand. "oh, uh, sure. yeah."

he moved slowly, raising it to cup your chin softly with his middle and forefinger on one side and thumb on the other. "this okay?"

"mhm." your eyes slid shut and he could almost believe that you sank into his touch.

if it wasn't absolutely insane, anyway. his touch wasn't exactly the kind people sank into- much less people like you. people that good, that caring, that stunning? yeah, no.

he tilted your head to the side slightly, rubbing gentle circles across your cheekbone with the cloth and watching as the blood faded.

"so, who did this?" he asked softly, casually.

apparently not casually enough, though, because you snorted at him. "why, you think you need to go avenge me? defend my honor or something?"

"no! i'm just curious. just... making conversation."

your eyes opened, amusement dancing in them and threatening to hypnotize him. "good. i shouldn't have to tell you who won that fight, jay."

"well, i mean, you are missing a chunk of your thigh."

"aw, is the big bad vigilante worried about lil old me?"

he squeezed your face gently, pushing your cheeks up and forward into a goofy fish face. "it's rude to tease the guy tending to your wounds, babe."

he definitely didn't imagine your breath hitching. "babe, huh?" you asked playfully.

"shut up," he grumbled. "don't make me regret helping."

"alright, looks like that's the last scrape. you're all cleaned up."

"thanks, jason." you smiled up at him, soft and warm and genuine. "i really appreciate this."

"yeah, yeah." he squeezed your jaw again. "try not to make it a habit."

"mhm." a moment passed quietly before you spoke quietly. "so, you gonna do something here, or can i have my face back?"

he froze.

your mouth- which he was really trying not to look at- shifted into a confident smirk, a challenge written clearly in the angle of your lips.

your eyes, bright under the harsh lighting, told a different story. one of vulnerability, and want, and something close to fear.

"do you want me to?" his voice was hoarser than he'd intended, and he swore you could hear his heartbeat echoing in it.

your gaze dipped to his lips. "would it make everything super weird?"

"you just came crawling through my window in the middle of the night in a mask and kevlar. i think things are already weird."

he felt your hum under his fingers. "then why not?"

"do you really want me to answer that?"

"jason, will you please just kiss me already?"

"well, you did say please." he leaned in slowly, giving you every opportunity to slip away or yell 'sike!'

all you did was bring your good hand up to his collar and pull him towards you.

your lips were soft and gentle, and the way they pulled upwards slightly when his hand slid from your jaw to cup your cheek was something he'd be thinking about for weeks.

when he eventually pulled back, it took him a moment to open his eyes. he was half convinced that if he did, it would be to his bedroom ceiling, the past half an hour all a dream.

instead, he found your fond gaze.

"finally."

he let out a huff of laughter, thumb running over your cheek. "you should stay here tonight."

"w-"

"not like that," he clarified quickly. "you have stitches, you shouldn't go leaping across rooftops tonight. i can take the couch."

"hm." you smoothed out his shirt collar, the barely-there brush of your fingers against his shoulder almost tugging a whine out of him. "or i can take the couch, and then you can take me home in the morning and let me treat you to an actual blueberry muffin."

"are you asking me out?" it was a teasing comment, paired with a tiny smirk meant to fluster you.

but it was also a reality check.

you seemed to catch the second meaning. "yeah, i am. would you, please, let me take you out on a date?"

"i'll have to check my calenda-"

"you're so full of it."

"yeah, probably."

"is that a yes?"

he laughed, bringing his other hand up to squeeze your knee. "yeah, i can let you take me on a date. i could use a good muffin."

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aki-mochi · 3 years ago

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Levi x Reader: Drunk Love

WARNING: NSFW!! Levi stood there, completely nude, in front of Erwin and Hanji as he covered his stuff while avoiding their gazes. His cheeks turning pink with his hair messy with fly-aways in every direction and his body covered in bites and hickeys. Erwin stood in Levi's living room, not amused, while Hanji was laughing until she was in tears.

"Sooo...you wanna tell me why you are...?" Erwin trailed off.

"I dunno....I-I...just woke up like this...."

"You were drinking last night, huh?" Erwin asked, more like stated.

"A little...." he mumbled, then clicked his tongue.

"Woooow Levi~!" Hanji laughed more.

"Shut up" Levi slightly growled as he tried to remember his actions last night.

~flashback~

Levi sat at a table in a bar with a few of his friends and co-workers, passing time and attempting to get away from the stress of work. Eren, who happened to be one of his best workers, offered him some food while drinking his drink. No sooner did another song start to play, a familiar woman entered the bar with Mikasa.

"I've never been in a bar.” Mikasa stated.

"We can't buy alcoholic beverages so we can just have water and some food. Give us some free time from all the work we've been asked to do." Y/n replied.

She nodded in agreement, looking around at her surroundings only to see the men at Levi's table looking towards them. Truth be told, Y/n and Mikasa worked in the same building as Levi, just on different floors. The two had met on a few occasions and even had small talk in the elevator whenever they were going to the same floor for meetings, but never actually got close to one another.

Levi glanced at the two as they came in and made a bit of a face. "I guess they're getting the same thing you are, Eren." He smirked behind his glass as he looked at Eren's drink suited for him being underaged. Eren pouted and gave somewhat of a glare towards his boss. "If you weren't my boss, and I wanted to not get fired, I'd slap you like I do Horse-face." He mumbled in his glass of apple juice.

"You sound like you're plenty drunk on apples," Levi stated as he set his glass down. "Now you finally have a chance to talk to that girl. I've seen you eyeing her at work." Hearing his comment, Eren did a spit-take with his drink; coughing and pounding his chest a bit. Once he got his breath back, he looked at Levi like he grew two heads.

"Are you insane or drunk?!" He slightly yelled in a whispered tone.

"I'm neither. You shout about being better at your job than The Titan Company down the road but you can't even talk to a girl."

"Yeah?! W-well what about the girl you stare at?! You seem like you stalk her!"

"The only time I even see her is on the elevator. Are you sure you aren't drinking beer?" Levi retorted.

"I'm underage to be drinking unless someone spiked it when I wasn't looking." Eren calmly stated as he took another drink.

"If no one did, they might need to so you can actually grow some balls for at least an hour and act like a man instead of a loud little kid."

Eren glared. "Shut the hell up....I do act mature. Just on some levels." He, then, turned away to stare at the ebony female with a slight blush on his slightly dark skin.

”Can you prove that?" Levi smirked at Eren's attitude.

"What did you say?" Eren growled, thinking his boss is picking a fight when he doesn't feel like throwing a punch while Mikasa is here.

"I said to prove that you aren't a child and go talk to her," Levi told him.

"Fine. I will." He suddenly stood up and walked towards the two sisters, feeling confident in his moves. Levi smirked as he watched, wanting to see how much of a train wreck it would turn into. But the minute Eren was only five steps away, he froze. His face turned a sheer scarlet red and felt his palms get sweaty. But what he didn't expect to happen, was that Mikasa noticed him and gave a small wave to him, making him lose his cool and speed-walking back to his seat before face planting the table. Mikasa flushed a faint pink but couldn't help to give a minuscule smirk from his failure to walk over.

"You’re a wuss" Levi muttered.

"Fuck you....." Eren mumbled against the table.

Levi smirked and took a sip of his whiskey before standing. "Let me show you how it's done," he stated as Eren groaned and watched him as he made his way towards the girls.

Levi walked over to the older of the two with a confident stride, the alcohol taking the edge off of his normal attitude. Y/n was too busy talking to Mikasa to notice him. Taking a french fry off her plate, she ate it and smiled as she was talking about her latest masterpiece for the company due to being in the advertising department. Mikasa mentioned a work project that’s due next week before looking over Y/n's shoulder to see the male.

"This seat taken?" Levi asked.

Y/n turned towards the voice of the male and her eyes widened. "M-Mr. Ackerman....! It's nice to see you again." She smiled softly at him.

"The same to you" he stated. "We don't see each other often. I thought we could talk."

"Of course! Come sit with me!" She smiled and patted the seat on the other side of her. He gladly sat, looking towards Eren and winking in success mainly to show off before talking to the two women. Eren growled and slammed his hands on the table and walked over once more before offering a hand at the grey-eyed female.

"May I sit with the beauty who I'm looking at~?" He asked with a smile.

Mikasa looked and blushed brightly at his words but nodded. “Sure."

With a small hum, Eren sat beside her before gently holding her waist to bring her closer to him. Her blush darkened, looking at her plate of food like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

Y/n eyed the boy, a little surprised at his actions before drinking her iced water, smirking behind her glass as she knew Mikasa has a crush on him. Levi rolled his eyes, ignoring Eren as he talked to Y/n, keeping up a conversation about her interests. About an hour later, Levi was not feeling like his usual self. His cheeks were flushed while his eyes were dilated, black pupils taking up more of his steel-blue corneas. Y/n had offered to take him home while Mikasa stayed with Eren since he's completely sober. After that, Mikasa waved as she left with the green-eyed boy.

He tried to refuse, saying he was fine but she insisted, eventually giving up as he slumped over the table. Y/n slung one of Levi's arms around her neck; the other around his waist while leading him outside. Digging in his back pocket for his wallet and keys, she pressed a button to activate its panic alarm. Upon hearing a frantic horn, she turned to her left to see the flashing lights of a sleek black Ford Mustang. After calming the automobile, she gently helped a drunk Levi into the passenger side before slipping herself behind the wheel. Y/n opened up his wallet and found a small piece of paper with his name and address written in beautiful cursive. Pulling up the GPS on her phone, she punched in his home address to help her navigate before revving up the engine and beginning to drive to him home.

Levi did his best to keep the alcohol's side effects from taking over, grinning as he remembered the feeling of her hand in his pocket but stayed quiet until they got to his house. Once Y/n had gotten him out of his car and into his house, after she had unlocked the door with his keys, she walked him to his room and placed him in bed. She gave a small huff from how heavy he is for a short man. As she tried to leave the room, Levi had grabbed her wrist to keep her in place.

"(Y/n)," he muttered.

"Levi. You're drunk. You need to rest." She said softly so as not to hurt his pounding head.

"Only if you rest with me." He said, not because of how many shots he’s had, but because he’s wanted her since the first day he saw her and this was the only way he could get himself to say it. Y/n smiled and pried his hand off her arm so she could help him get comfortable by stripping him of his clothes. Y/n flushed a scarlet red when he was now only in his briefs which held a proud tent.

He smirked a bit as he watched her. "You can look if you want"

"I-I rather not, thank you...." she stuttered before going to find him some bed clothes he could wear; giving him time to look over her body that was shown by the jeans and shirt she's wearing. Her hair pulled up into a ponytail and her feet dressed in regular tennis shoes. He blushed from more than the booze in his system as he looked over her, letting her help him dress before laying in the bed with him. Y/n covered him up along with herself and sighed softly as she turned her back to him so she can sleep since it's after midnight.

But with Levi still drunk, he couldn't go to sleep. No. He didn’t want to go to sleep. He had a beautiful woman in his bed and he wanted her to be his woman. No one else’s. Levi took advantage of his drunk state and suddenly rolled Y/n onto her back, pinning her to the bed. She blinked, shocked from his sudden actions.

"L-Levi....?" she stuttered.

"Y/n.....~” he purred in her ear while sliding his hands up her shirt, making her shiver at his cold slender hands on her heated skin. "Let me love you," he whispered before colliding her lips with his own, making her body stiffen. She soon felt intoxicated by his touch and kissed him back, craving for more as she entangled her fingers into his soft black hair as she moaned.

Levi kissed her deeply as his hands made their way to her breasts, feeling the soft flesh against his skin. Arching her back at the feeling, she pulled away from his lips for air but gasping the minute he latches his own to her sensitive neck. She moaned his name when he bit her neck then pulled back with a smirk. Y/n looked down to see that Levi had, somehow, stripped her bare naked without her noticing. Trailing kisses down her body, she moaned and ran her fingers through his hair again as she closed her legs when he got between them. He rubbed her thighs soothingly before kissing them to help her relax. Once he thought she was ready, Levi opened her legs and placed his head between them. His tongue slid along her folds before flicking at her clit. Her hips jolted upwards while her fingers tugged at his hair, giving loud lewd moans.

Levi smirked and started to go faster, making her squirm and squeal in complete ecstasy as he tasted every inch of her. He then sucked her bundle of nerves into his mouth as his tongue did wonders. Y/n panted as she arched her back off the bed while her head flew back into the pillows, desperately wanting to move away but his hands held her down in place as he ravished her more. His teeth gently grazed her clit, making her lose control of the volume of her moans as they got even louder before she finally released with a squeak. But Levi kept going, making her beg as he continued to drain her of every drop before pulling off with a small pop. A trembling Y/n laid there panting heavily as Levi licked her clean, sitting up to look down at the beautiful sight under him. Levi chuckled and laid beside her with his arm draped over her waist.

Y/n calmed down from her overstimulated high before she made the bold move to pin him to the bed instead. Levi looked up at her in slight shock from the sudden move before his breath started to hitch when she started to rub the bulge in his pants. She hummed and stripped him bare of any clothes before suddenly going down to suck his cock. Levi's hips bucked at the sudden pleasure of her hot mouth on him, panting as he felt her tongue do circles around the tip.

"(Y-Y/n)~" Levi moaned as he gripped the sheets. "Ngh...! I-I'm gonna....! Ah!" he gave a loud moan as he came in her mouth. Y/n swallowed it all, a little disappointed that he came that quick, and sat up before marking him in hickeys and love bites, loving the sounds that were coming from his mouth. After she was satisfied with her work, she straddled his hips before pushing herself onto him, making her gasp and him moan. When she felt comfortable, she bounced on him as her hands rested on his chest. Loud slapping noises of skin colliding and loud moans filled the room. Y/n decided to bounce faster and go all the way down, earning her a loud moan from Levi as he gripped her hips to help her keep steady.

Pretty soon they both hit their high and came together. Y/n collapsed onto Levi's chest, panting heavily as he held her close to him. Having to pull out, he laid both their bodies on the bed and pulled her to his chest after covering them both with the blanket and going to sleep.

~back to the present~

Y/n walked out of the bathroom only to see a naked Levi standing there, in front of his boss and co-worker as he tried to suppress his blush. Smirking, the said female walked over and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and satisfied hum.

"Don't worry, Mr. Smith~. Levi was a good boy last night with all the moans I made him do~."

At that, Hanji ran out with Erwin on her tail, trying to suppress their nose bleeds while Levi was a blushing mess at the moment from her comment. Y/n laughed at his reaction and kissed him briefly before giving him a warm smile and going to make breakfast. Levi sighed as he went back to his room to get dressed.

'Maybe getting drunk wasn't so bad after all......'

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chrizbang · 4 years ago

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Pairing: Bang Chan x female reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: mature content, penetrative sex, swearing.

Word count: 2.544

You were sitting on your couch, finishing something from work on your notebook. You heard your phone buzzing, it was Chan texting you, confirming if you were still coming. Your boyfriend invited you to come to the dorm to watch a movie with the boys. He suggested that you should bring clothes, so you could spend the night there. You were happy because spending time with Chan was not something that you were able to do often since he had a busy schedule. There was only one problem: you and Chan have been dating for five months, and it was the first time you would sleep with him. Not only that, but you never had sex with him. Not that you didn’t want to, but you didn’t have the guts to say something about it and Chan looked like he was taking his time with you. You answered him, saying that you were almost done with your work and you would leave soon. After you were done, you went to your room. You shaved all you could with the little time you had. You showered and chose an outfit. Since you were going to watch a movie, you wondered it would be better to wear something cozy. Besides, the boys would be there too, so it wouldn’t make sense to wear something provocative. Still, you wanted to look cute for your boyfriend, so you chose a loose t-shirt and a skirt. You left your house, feeling butterflies on your stomach. What if Chan wanted to do it with you? You wanted it so bad but you couldn’t help to feel nervous. You arrived at their dorm 30 minutes later. You rang the bell, holding tight on the strap of your backpack. You packed pajamas for when you go to sleep and some clothes and lingerie for the next day. “Oh, hello Y/N,” Hyunjin said, smiling at you. He opened the door for you to enter and you couldn’t help to smile back. You entered the house, taking a look at the living room where they would gather when they would watch a movie or do something together. The living room had three couches, so everyone would have a place to sit, a rack with a huge tv on top of it, and a coffee table in the middle where they would put stuff to eat. You sat on the couch that stood between the other two. “Hey guys,” you said, complimenting Changbin, Jeongin, Jisung, and Seungmin, who were spread on the remaining couches. They complimented you back. “Let me take this to Chan’s room,” Hyunjin said, holding your backpack. “Where’s him?” you asked them. “He went with Felix and Minho to the supermarket to buy some snacks,” Changbin answered you. “Since somebody ate everything,” he looked at Jisung. “Hey! It wasn’t just me.” You chatted with them for a while. You always loved spending time with them, they would never fail to make you laugh. You heard somebody unlocking the door and looked back to see the rest of the boys, including your boyfriend, entering the house. “Hello everyone,” Felix said, raising the bag full of food. “Fuck yeah!” Jisung got up, going to help them with the bags. Chan approached you, you had your back to him since the couch had its back to the door. He put his arm around your neck and gave you a sweet peck on your cheek. “Hey baby,” he said. You turned around to look at him, feeling your heart flutter when you saw his cute dimples. You smiled at him before giving him a small kiss on the lips. “I’m gonna help them with the groceries and then I’m gonna take a quick shower, okay?” “Do you want me to help?” you asked him. “No, it’s fine.” Chan went to the kitchen and started to unpack the food. You tried to distract yourself by looking at your phone. One by one, the boys would gather in the living room. There was only missing Chan since he was upstairs showering. They were discussing which movie they should watch, not being able to make a decision. “I don’t wanna watch Frozen again,” Minho complained. “But we love frozen,” Jeongin said, pouting at the elder boy. “I know but we watched it a dozen times.” “Why don’t we watch a horror movie?” you suggested. “That’s a good idea,” Changbin said, trying to take the remote control out of Jeongin’s hand. The boys started to discuss again which movie was better but you weren’t able to pay attention to it anymore.

You had to take a double look when you saw Chan going down the stairs. His black hair was messy, still damp from the shower. He was shirtless, his abs fully exposed for everyone to see and he was wearing grey sweatpants. You choked on your saliva, trying to look somewhere else. There was only one place left for him to sit and it was by your side. “I’m back,” he said as he sat there, putting his arm around your shoulders and getting comfortable next to you. He started a conversation with the boys, and they decided which movie you were going to watch. Not that you cared, your attention was on something else. You tried to avoid looking at Chan but he was irresistible. He was manspreading next to you, his left leg touching yours. He was so close, his skin was warm and he smelled so good. You crossed your arms, trying to pay attention in the movie and trying to ignore the wetness you started to feel between your legs. You could see Chan checking you out from time to time, but you tried your best not to look back. You could feel your cheeks burning and you knew your face was red. Suddenly, he held your chin with his fingers and turned your face towards him. He was looking at your lips before he kissed you. It was a gentle kiss but it was enough to make you quiver. “Hey lovebirds, keep it down,” Seungmin said and Chan smiled against your lips. He gave you one more peck on the lips before he pulled away and turned his attention to the movie again.

You felt like Chan was teasing you. There’s no way he wasn’t able to tell the effect he had on you. He took his arms off your shoulder, now running his hand on your legs. You could feel his fingers running against your bare skin. You were craving him. You tried to ignore his hand as best as you could. That’s when you looked in the direction of his pants and you realized that he wasn’t wearing underwear. You knew that because you could see the outline of his cock. It was semi-erect, nothing that would get the attention of the boys, but it would definitely get your attention. It was the first time that you saw anything like that related to Chan. You closed your legs, trying to stop the burning you were feeling on your pussy. You needed him inside of you. Chan’s hand went up on your leg, now getting between your thighs, just resting there. You felt his skin burning against yours.

“I’m gonna get a cup of water, do you want one, baby?” Chan asked, looking at you. You had your head down, not daring to look at him while he looked at you like that. He was definitely teasing you. You just shook your head saying no. “I want one,” Jisung said. “Are you my baby now?” Chan joked, getting up and going to the kitchen. You took the opportunity to take a look at him, admiring the muscles on his back. His pants were low on his hips, he was magnificent. When he came back, you could see the movement of his dick on his pants while he walked. You immediately looked away, not wanting him to see you looking. He sat on the couch after giving Jisung his cup of water and his body was against yours again. He took your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. 20 long minutes later, you heard Chan yawning. “I think I’m going to sleep,” Chan said after getting closer to your ear. “Come with me?” You lowkey started to panic. You were going to be alone with him, in his room. Just the two of you. “Uhm, I think I wanna see the rest of the movie,” you whispered. “Aw baby, please,” Chan pouted at you. “Please, please.” You knew you couldn’t say no to him, especially when he looked at you like that. “Okay.” He got up from the couch and held your hand to take you to his room. “Good night everyone,” Chan said before you went upstairs.

Once you were inside his room, you looked for your backpack. Hyunjin left it on Chan’s bed. “I’m gonna put my pajamas on,” you told Chan and went to the bathroom. “Okay baby girl,” Chan said, laying down on the bed. You sat on the toilet, resting your elbow on your thighs and holding your head on your hands. There’s no way you would be able to be around him without going insane. He was driving you crazy. Sometimes you would forget about how attractive Chan actually was. Everything about him was astonishing.

You changed your clothes, putting the pajama you chose, that was just a simple button-up shirt and some cozy pants, and went back to the room. He was on the bed, one hand behind his head and the other was holding his phone, he was looking at something on Twitter.

You looked at him, seeing his hairless chest and you felt your pussy throbbing. “Come here baby,” he said, his voice sweet as honey. You went to the bed, laid down next to him. You were laying on your side, facing each other. Chan put one of his arms under your head so you could rest your head there and get closer to him. His other hand was on your hips, drawing circles in your skin. “I’m really happy that you’re here,” he said. “Me too.” “I know that we don’t spend too much time together but I appreciate every second I’m next to you.” You smiled, his sweet words making you feel loved. “You are so silly,” you slapped him lightly “What? Am I silly for appreciating my girlfriend?” his hand was now on your lower back, getting you closer to him as if it was even possible. He was looking into your eyes while you stared at his neck, avoiding his eyes. Your heart skipped a beat, he made you feel so loved, so special. “I really like you, Chan,” you confessed. “I know.” You rolled your eyes and Chan laughed. He held your face with his hand and kissed you. This time, it was more intense. Didn’t take long before his tongue was inside of your mouth, playing with yours. You couldn’t resist and you ran your hand on his chest, feeling his soft skin. You felt embarrassed about how wet you were, you could feel your panties sticking to your folds. Chan sucked your tongue and you let a soft moan fall from your lips. He lowered his mouth, going in the direction of your neck. He ran his tongue against your neck, licking and biting, marking you as his. You held the back of his neck, intertwining your fingers on his hair. He got on top of you, kissing your lips, leaving you breathless. He was between your legs and you could feel his cock, now fully hard. You were already panting, feeling the burning on your folds getting bigger and bigger. Chan’s lips were on your ear, sucking your earlobe. “You’re so fucking hot baby girl,” he said against your ear. You had to bit your lip to stop from moaning out loud. Chan started to grind on you, making his rock-hard cock rub against your clothed heat. “Chan,’ you moaned. He got up on his knees to unbutton your shirt, slowly, making you squirm because of the anticipation. "Please.” “Be patient baby girl,” Chan laughed. His dimples making his face look innocent when he had nothing but bad intentions on his mind. He helped you to take your shirt off. You were wearing simple lingerie, and you regretted not thinking about wearing something sexier. Chan started to play with your boobs, massaging one with his hand while he played with your nipple with the other.

You grabbed the waistband of his sweatpants and pulled it down, freeing his dick. You held it with your hands, pumping it. Chan moaned. You felt your mouth salivating because of his cock. It was above average, veiny with a pink tip. “So impatient,” Chan tilted his head, making a fake disappointed face. He took off the rest of your clothes, throwing them somewhere in the bedroom, you were too horny to bother. He got up, took his pants off, and went to the bedside table. He grabbed a condom, tore the package, and rolled the condom on his dick. Chan got between your legs again, rubbing the tip of his cock against your pussy lips, gathering some of your wetness. “You don’t want me to eat you out? I wanna taste you.” “Another time,” you were impatient, feeling like you would scream if he didn’t fucked you already. Chan smiled, loving to see you like that because of him. He started to penetrate you, going slow to give you time to get used to him inside of you. “Fuck, so tight,” Chan moaned. He started to thrust into you, making you feel every inch of his dick in your heat. You covered your mouth, trying to stop your moans. Chan sucked on your nipple, biting it gently while he was pounding into you, slow and deep. “So good,” you said, scratching his back. “You’re so wet for me baby.” Chan started to thrust into you faster making you throw your head back, feeling your orgasm getting close. “I’m so close, please don’t stop.” “Look at me,” Chan groaned. “I want you to look at me while you cum, baby.” He started to rub against the sensitive skin of your clit, making you moan loud. “Fuck baby, they are going to hear you downstairs. Is that what you want? To show them how good daddy is making you feel?” You weren’t able to answer him because you started to cum on his dick. You bit on your thumb while your hips were shaking uncontrollably. Chan kissed your lips, sliding his hard member into you, chasing for his high. It didn’t take long for him to cum, moaning on your ear. He touched his forehead against yours, catching his breath. “You are amazing, baby girl.” “You are amazing…daddy,’ you tease him, your hands holding his face while you kissed his lips. "Fuck,” he smiled, lowkey embarrassed. Suddenly you heard a knock on the door. “I said to keep down,” you heard Seungmin saying outside of the room. Chan laughed, resting his head on your chest. You couldn’t even feel ashamed, feeling satisfied and happy to be with the man you loved.

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dragonsareourfuture · 4 years ago

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Death Note/GN!Reader — Nicknames

I can’t say what you’d refer to them as, since you control that, but I can sure as hell headcannon what they’d call you and why. Mello’s is the only angsty one I’m sorry my boy’s just going through it I guess.

Mello

My god, around his mafia guys expect to be called anything that signifies that you are his and only so. Something like ‘My Love’ or really anything with ‘my’ in front of it. You’d think he does this because of his natural protectiveness, which is only partially true. It also serves as a way to let all the mafioso know that you are in fact dating Mello and that harming you will directly go against the code of loyalty. However, after the explosion, you find these nicknames come less and less, limited only to the times the two of you are alone together. His view on nicknames becomes similar to his view on PDA, except rather than “I’d look like a fool being seen next to you” it’s more of a “I don’t deserve to call you mine” type mentality. Still very similar, and a similar approach can be taken to assure him that you don’t think that way at all — calling him by affectionate names yourself, especially some dumb ones just to make him laugh.

Matt

Matt calls you whatever will get on Mello’s nerves the fastest. And, if he’s feeling particularly bratty, whatever gets on your nerves the fastest. Basically his goal is to annoy anyone and everyone with your guys’ relationship, even you. He’ll go for all the strange ones — sweetums, love duckling, one time he called you “heart shaped walnut” and that was your tipping point. Whenever Matt goes on a tangent of bad nicknames Mello will just roll his eyes and put on his headphones, but you don’t have anything to save you. What you do have is a choice — fire back or look for absurd ways to block him out before he calls you Daddy.

Near

Near isn’t the type to deviate from your name unless he has been told that it’s alright to call you something different, even if you are romantically involved. If you give him the go ahead, he’d have to try out a few different ones at first. He’s never really gotten to call someone by a nickname that he makes up before, so he wants to make this one count. He’s made a list. A list of different nicknames that he wants to try out at some point in time. Sometimes he’ll call you the nickname ever so casually, wait a few moments for your reaction, and then pull out the list to make notes as to what said reaction was and if he should use the nickname again based off of that. You truly appreciate his effort. When he finds the right one, he is not deviating from it.

Not a lot of people would expect L to have any nicknames for his significant other, even when he’s as devoted to you as he is. So imagine your and everyone else’s surprise when he starts calling you things like Honeybunch or, on the weirder side, Fruit Loop with a completely straight face. One time he called you Tator Tot which made everyone malfunction for a split second. You think he’s doing it to get a rise out of you (and more likely the task force) but it seems like he’s having fun and it gets fun seeing what he’s gonna call you next. The pattern you notice is that they’re mostly food related. Eventually it gets to the point where you don’t even know what the food is, as it must be a dish from a different region that you’re not familiar with. He would be most delighted if you were to fire back with your own insane nicknames, both as a fun joke between the two of you and as a way to tell if his advances in your relationship are being well received.

Matsuda

He would come up with a different thing to call you every time he sees you, no repeats. He doesn’t want you to get bored of him and, although that would never happen and he knows that, there’s still this part of him that wants to make your relationship exciting in every aspect, even if it’s in something as small as what he calls you. Due to his “no repeat” rule, the nicknames start to get a little...odd. They went from “beautiful” and “honey” to “love nugget” or “best bean”. You still don’t really know what that last one means. The interesting thing is that he then begins to like the strange ones better than the generic ones, so he takes inspiration from everyday life in order to come up with new ones. He’s reading the newspaper? Guess who’s getting called his ‘Times New Roman-ce nugget’?

Misa

Misa can and will call you anything and everything under the sun and moon. She usually sticks to the cute ones like honey, darling, love, all that good stuff. The task force’s reactions are actually pretty wholesome because unlike L, Misa’s initial instinct is to call you something cute and not something ominously random. Like, she’ll kiss your cheek and call you “pudding” and Matsuda will all go soft for your relationship, effectively making Misa only want to do it more to get more reactions like that. It’s a whole cycle. Soon she starts stringing together a bunch on different nicknames in one sentence. She barely ever uses your name anymore, even when referring to you to others. Perhaps that’s for the best, though. Don’t want to get you killed by Kira, now do we?

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