#i'mma cry in front of him probably

[wsknbfanaccnt]

HEYY... Can i request GOM +kagami seeing their s/o beat up Haizaki?...😭🤞 BTW I LOVE YOUR BLOG

THANK YOU SO MUCH OFNEJBSJW

the way I thought you wanted scenarios of haizaki being beat up by s/o lol

BUT THIS IS SUCH A FUN IDEA I'MMA GET RIGHT INTO IT'

S/O Beating up Haizaki

TW: Violence

Your boyfriend had just finished and won a match at the Winter Cup, the rest of the team getting dressed and ready to leave. But because of so much tension that you felt during the game you just needed a breather. So you went to get fresh air outside, and your boy told you that he would follow right after.

You lean against the railing and take a deep breath, inhaling the cold breeze that blew through your hair. As the moments of the game replayed in your head, a small smile curved your lips, feeling proud of your boyfriend.

"Hey there, ojou-chan," a voice called out from behind you, snapping you out of your thoughts. You found yourself looking at Haizaki, someone that your boyfriend warned you about. Immediately you narrow your eyes, pressing yourself against the railing.

"What do you want?"

"Your number. What do you say we go out sometime girlie?" Haizaki smirked, thinking he was going to get you just from that. He went up to you and suddenly wrapped his arm around your waist, his face inches from yours.

"So you're with (insert knb boy name), huh?"

Adrenaline got the best of you and you suddenly punched him square in the nuts, Haizaki suddenly crying out in pain and dropping to the floor.

"Fuck you! You don't just grab girls like that you son of a bitch!!" you took advantage of the fact that he was helpless on the ground clutching his jewels, landing kicks all over his body. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and lifted his head, screaming at his face.

"Don't you EVER touch me like that again, or mention his name in front of me! Understand?!" without waiting for a response you let his head drop onto the concrete, the boy moaning in pain. You scoffed and wiped off dirt from your shirt.

Little did you know, your boy caught you in the middle of kicking ass.

He knew well that you could handle Haizaki, that was just the kind of person you are. So when he found you he decided to watch what you would do, and you didn't disappoint.

A slow clap from behind startled you, your redheaded boyfriend approaching the scene.

"Quite impressive if I do say so myself." he said with a small smirk on his lips.

"Sei-! I can't believe you saw that..." you said, a bit embarrassed. Regardless he wrapped his arm around your waist and looked down at Haizaki who just sat up.

"You'd be wise not to cross a line with my woman. I do hope you remember that she is under my protection as well." he seethed at the boy on the ground, Haizaki narrowing his eyes at Akashi.

"Come, my love. Your time is not worth wasting on vermin." he said as he led you inside. But as you were out of eyesight, Akashi gently took your hands in his and began to examine your body.

"Are you alright, love? He didn't hurt you, did he?" he asked you, a worried expression on his face. You smiled softly and shook your head, the redhead sighing in relief.

"Don't stay out of my sight again, understand?"

"(Y/N)-san," Kuroko hurried over to you in worry, examining the scene that was in front of him. He stood between you and Haizaki, just in case that he would try to do something again.

"Tetsuya-kun! Oh uh... He was kinda trying to hit on me so I got kinda rough on him..." you confessed, tilting a bit to see the damage you did to the boy on the floor.

"Yes, that definitely sounds like Haizaki-kun..." he sighed, leading you away from him.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm all good. Don't worry, Tetsuya," you smiled softly, taking his hand.

"I'm just glad that you were the one who beat him up..." he said. You raised your eyebrow in confusion.

"Huh? Why?"

"I probably wouldn't be able to do any damage even if I wanted to.." he held up his arms, flexing his uh... muscles.

"Look at these guns." he said nonchalantly, earning a hearty laugh from you.

When he found you and Haizaki, immediately he stepped in and grabbed your arm.

"What are you doing, nanodayo...!?" he hissed, snapping you out of your anger.

"He's being an asshole!"

"That doesn't mean you should hurt someone like that! You could get in trouble, or worse, you could get hurt nodayo!" he scolded you, but making sure that there was distance between you and Haizaki. Midorima took a deep sigh and took your hands in his, making sure that you weren't hurt anywhere.

"Don't do anything reckless like that again, nanodayo.." he said quietly, gently stroking your knuckles with his thumb. He wasn't mad, he was worried.

"Yeah, you should have just let have my way with you," Haizaki snickered. Midorima looked down at him with a piercing glare, even you were a little intimidated.

"Don't get me wrong. You deserved every second of it." Midorima seethed, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you away from him.

"Let's go back inside, nanodayo," he said calmly, leading you back inside the building and never taking his eyes off of you again.

He stepped out of the building to look for you, only to find you being a badass. Aomine smirked and leaned against the wall, his arms crossed and watching you beat up Haizaki. He didn't even interrupt.

"Damn, that's my girl." Aomine said from behind you, walking up to you and grabbing your waist posessively. You blushed, and looked up at him, trying to hold back a smile.

"That was hot babe, giving him what he deserved," he cooed, placing a kiss on your head and looking at your masterpiece coughing and groaning on the ground.

"He was being a pervert,"

"I know, that's Haizaki for you. You should have let me beat him up though," he laughed, leading you back inside and leaving Haizaki on the ground.

"Next time you throw hands, call me. We could make it a date," he joked, laughing with his arm around your shoulders.

He stood there stunned, watching your foot dig into whatever body part of Haizaki you could kick. It took him a few seconds to realize what was happening, before running to you lest the situation got any worse.

"(Y/N)-cchi...! What are you doing ssu-?!" he kept his distance, though, just in case. He knew what you were capable of.

"This bitch was touching me!!"

Immediately Kise's demeanor changed, glaring down at Haizaki who was still on the ground.

"Good thing it was you that beat him up ssu... I would have done it trifold," he spat under his breath, snaking his arm around you protectively.

"I'm not letting you do this again, Haizaki." he hissed, turning around without another word and bringing you back into the building. You knew the history between the two, and so you remained silent on the way there.

"(Y/N)cchiiiii-!! Are you okay ssu?! Did he hurt you?? Did he do anything bad to you??" he circled you multiple times and checked for any injuries, which earned a chuckle from you. That sound warmed his heart, and it was enough of a response for Kise.

"I'm okay, Ryou-chan" you said, placing a kiss on his nose. He giggled and hugged you tightly, a huge wave of relief going through him.

"My girlfriend is so badass and cool ssu~!" he giggled, walking you back to the lobby.

When he saw you landing kicks on Haizaki he just tilted his head, bag of chips in hand, and walked up to you.

"(Y/N)-chin? What are you doing?" he asked nonchalantly, as if nothing major was going on. You caught your breath and hissed in annoyance, pointing at Haizaki.

"He tried to touch me!"

"Ohh... really? Then you should keep going," he said simply, eating another chip from his bag. His reaction caught you off guard, you didn't think he'd let you.

"Just don't get in trouble okayy?" he cooed, reaching his arm out and petting your head. "You're cute when your mad, (Y/N)-chin,"

That snapped you out of your anger, giggling a bit as you happily accepted the headpats.

"No.. I think I did enough." you said, taking a deep breath.

"Okayy~" he said, but turning to Haizaki. "If you touch her again I'm going to crush you," he pouted, then turning back so the two of you could walk back inside.

"You did good, (Y/N)-chin. Want some?" he offered, lowering the bag of chips so that you could reach it.

"(Y/N)?? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING-?!" you stopped in your tracks and caught your breath, looking at Kagami.

"Wait- isn't that... Haizaki??" memories of Himuro and Alex hurt flooded into his brain and he hissed in annoyance.

"I should tell you to stop but I want to beat the fuck out of him myself," he hissed, turning to you.

"Well I was just defending myself." you said with confidence, looking down at Haizaki on the floor. Once Kagami realized what you meant, he turned to you immediately.

"Shit- are you okay?? Why didn't you call me? Are you hurt??" he panicked, looking at you with worry.

"I'm all good, Tai," you chuckled, placing a kiss on his cheek. Kagami blushed and looked away, a little embarassed.

"Okay.. that's good... But like- you know... you were really cool," he muttered, earning a giggle from you.

"I probably have to remind myself not to piss you off, huh?"

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[bananaguyboi]

[[ SNEAK PEEK ]]

Updated version goes woooooooooooooooooooooo

Have some parts of my Tang Bo Returns! fic lmao

Sorry for the lack of update! I've been feeling lazy alot. Just needed to focus on my other hyperfixation last week, but now I'mma (try) focusing on the fic because i left ya'll hanging skskks

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A thugs were gasping for air. He were endlessly running for what felt like an eternity. He ran til' dawn, and ran when the sun set down.

He can't stop

He coudn't stop

Because if he did...

"Faster! Run faster, you bastard!"

This devil will beat the living shit out of him!

Just why god! Why did you put this devil in land!

The said devil was riding on his shoulders! Swearing, and cussing at him.

Even his brethren on his sides were crying in tears!

'This madman is crazy!' The thug cried

No normal person would let a human run at a steep mountain without any rest while actively threatening them as they ride on someone's shoulder!

Just how did it come like this!? Moments ago, the thug, and his brothers were supposed to confront the beggar who abruptly bumped into him, but suddenly this madman showed up, and started to thrash them to pieces!

What was confusing is that this beggar was nothing more than a fragile man. He was huffing, and coughing while he fought them, as if his body was telling him that he was at his limit. However, instead of surrendering, The man's face didn't waver at the sight of the big, sturdy beings in front of him, rather his face was fueled with anger, and mischief.

Still, he was weak enough that the thug, and his brethren could defeat him in one punch, but then he pulled out a weird stunt by breaking the glass window, and using its broken shards like it's a weapon.

The thugs laughed at the time, but the man, using the flick of his fingers, gracefully flinged the glass shards at them like its a flying dagger.

Sharp as a knife, it pierced through the thug's skin.

Thinking back, this madman not only created a perfect distance between them so he could freely sling his weapons, he broke the glass in a perfect shape for something as sharp, and similar as a dagger.

Is he genius? The thug thought, but soon he waved his head.

The thug reflected at the time before they fought, the beggar who he briefly bumped into pleaded the thugs to not attacked. He snickered during that moment, but now, it seems that the beggar was pleading for their sake...

"I should have listened..." Tears rolled down the thugs eyes.

Now comes loose at the 3 days of hell because of this man.

****

It's not like Tang Bo was stupid.

He knows that it would have been an easier solution to just enter, explaining that he was related to a Tang member that ran away a hundred years ago, but the problem is having to prove himself that he is one.

Uh? Family Secrets? Of course he knows them! The problem is that these bastards are too strict when it comes to it. Tell them something, and you have to require a fuck ton of evidence to back it up.

And if you don't, they will do anything to obtain why you even know that information in the first place.

My appearance? Tsk, So what? They'll probably think that I just somehow look like them, and being in this tattered clothes doesn't make it look better.

Show them my skills, and techniques? That would have been easy if my Dantian wasn't broken, but too bad it is.

Just explain it? They would have probably laugh it off, and demolish him right when he was about to finish his sentence. He was a beggar after all, who would have cared for him?

Everything was all too clear. It's as if several angels floating above his head were telling him that he had no choice, but to use this strategy...

Home Invasion.

Tang Bo was no stranger to stealth, He was always sneaking around the Sichuan palace whenever he tries to go outside without the family's permission.

Plus, He was the Dark Saint of the Tang Family!

Would it really be considered breaking-and-entering when it's his own home?

Uh?

It is?

Was it crazy to even think about home Invasion? Maybe, but not in Tang Bo's case.

Tang Bo shifted his head to the thug, and looked at him.

Hey, you.

?

Lend me a mask.

Uh? Wa- wait, hold on! What are you planning to do!?

"What else, you bastard, we're getting inside the palace"

Are you crazy! Do you know that those people are the Tang Family!?

Right. That's why we're getting in.

But that's the Tang family..-

Ah, can't you understand what I'm saying?

Tang Bo's eye narrowed his eye.

"Hey old geezer, What else do you think we're here for? You believe that we came here to dance among the flowers, singing lullabies, and shake hands to each other like we're comrades?"

...

No?

...

Right.

......

The thug slowly looked at the other thugs, and they all locked eyes, sharing the same sentiment as him.

On one hand, The incarnation of the devil disguising himself as human was right front of them. Make one mistake, and he'll make their lives a living hell, and on the the other hand, There was a horde of snakes right behind the gate..

Oh, my fate! I can't tell which one is the safest!

At least leave me out of this! I'd rather die than even mess with one of the Tang Members...

This guy is crazy! Crazy i say!

All of them screamed but their cries was never heard by Tang Bo who quietly hopped onto the roof of the gate to peered into the palace.

It was vast, yet desolate. Many of the pillars were excessively decorated compared to the last time he had seen them. The floors were made of marble, with a smooth, shiny surface, decorated with beatifully drawn lilies.

And with no exagerration, he could see every detail of the palace just from a peek above the roof of the gate.

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it's still left unfinished lmao- Yall can leave any criticism or feedback on the comments!

[yeryerguy]

Tysm :]

What is Will's relationship to all of the Gleefuls?

Alright! I'mma try and answer this with my limited knowledge and full on headcanons which i probably will expand upon later!!!!!! Also for more complex relationships i may yap a lot.

First of all,,,, Ford. At least in my idea of reverse falls, Will wanted Ford to build a portal too. But this time, not to start weirdmagedon - but to just go hang around mortal life because he thinks it's neat.

Will TRIED to trick Ford into building the portal for his own oh-so "twisted desires"!... But he ended up just spilling the tea because back then he couldn't keep a lie... Not when Ford was being so nice and attentive. Ford forgave him, and they worked on the portal - progress was becoming slower, and Will didn't question it until Ford appeared with the damn amulet.

Yep, of course, Ford took advantage of Will's trust, manipulated him to be able to hold his power. The dynamic turned into Scientist and Specimen in a snap of fingers - and it stayed like that for a while, Ford even managed to get the portal to a more stable state (not for Will's sake this time), until they had a fight. They threw hands, slaps and kicks - a bit of burning too because magic and shi, with the portal turning on and all. By the end, Will managed to run away - and he was free for 30 years until later events with the twins happened.

During those 30 years, Ford advanced a lot on his projects - sadly he couldn't locate Will after the fight, so he eventually stopped carrying the amulet everywhere and placed it in a neat space. As for feelings, Ford was MAD. Like, a total hater, he took down his 'altars' and all- he was pissed with the triangle.

And now, after (insert events with the twins and all)... Things have calmed down, but Ford is still rough with Will. Manhandling, abuse, a bit of torture in the name of science - you know the deal. And now that Will became unstable... Ford didn't even notice, and that insulted Will even more. I like to think that Ford is very trusting of his abilities - and this includes his manipulation, so he can't fathom the idea of Will snapping.

NOW THAT THE BIG PART IS OUT OF THE WAY...

First up, Mabel! She hated his meek, submissive personality - this didn't stop her from taking advantage of her power over him tho, she definitely did - but she sure used to get so damn angry whenever she would hit and kick Will - and Will wouldn't do anything. That kinda made her want to do it even more in a "DO SOMETHING!!!" kind of way.

Now that Will has become unstable - both twins noticed and FAST. Mabel has become even more curious and pays a lot more attention to Will - she likes to see how his eye twitches, the side eyes he does when he thinks no one is looking, the little screams of frustration he does when he thinks he's alone in a room. She is fully confident Will won't hurt her tho - she knows Will has a soft spot for the twins, even after everything they do to him.

And, Mason... Back then, he only dismissed Will Cipher - bitterly at worst, nonchalantly at best. He just didn't like the guy, Will acted like a soulless, crying puppet and that's what Mason treated him as, he won't give his precious time to a pawn that's not even amusing to play with.

And now that Will has become unstable, Mason enjoys his presence better. Both twins are very good at perceiving mood changes, even the smallest ones, and well Mason is the smartest of course he noticed (and first). He now tolerates Will a lot more, and may listen to the guy vent about work - he thinks it's kinda funny how pathetic Will is, now that Will shows feelings other than sadness about it... And well, for some reason Will trust's Mason about that - Mason and Ford aren't close like that (only in smart-guy stuff), so no worries about the big man knowing. (However Will knows he's better off not complaining about people - other Gleefuls - in front of Mason).

As for Stan? I think they barely interact, other than when Stan is with the kids. I got this idea out of a fic i read once, where Stan ran a casino in Reverse falls - so he's not close to the family, but he visits. The twins enjoy the attention they get from Stan in these visits (even if Stan doesn't TRULY mean it), and Stan is pretty thankful Will looks after the twins since he knows Ford spends days on end in his lab and doesn't care enough to check that the twin's needs are met and nice. Will doesn't like that Stan gives the twins fake affection, even if it's rooted on the duty of keeping the kids alive - but he sees that the twins enjoy the little attention they get, so he won't interfere.

[halfetirosie]

☁︎✴☁︎ KUYA IS THE WORST THERAPIST OF ALL TIME!!!!! ☁︎✴☁︎

(Elysium 10-11 React-os!)

Fair warning, I'mma be a bit of a hater in this one...🤦‍♀️

1) KUYA, WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?!?!

First of all: kidnapping is fucking ILLEGAL!

Second: this is just too far. It's already bad enough that Olivine will have to answer embarrassing questions in front of an audience, but having to do so in front of the kids--????

I was rooting for you, Kuya! But then you go and be a dick again!!!!

😡

2) Damn, what an awful way to die....

I HATE bugs, they're so gross---

Plus, this situation is already ASTRONOMICALLY STRESSFUL; having a big, ugly, threatening bug crawling all over you will make it even worse!!!

3) My thoughts exactly, Eiden!!!!

Why is Eiden the only sane person here???

It seems like Kuya have set things up to be as agonizing as possible, and that just feels EVIL to me.

This is why I really hate that damn fox sometimes. He keeps causing genuine pain to people, hitting them right where it hurts, and it's [at least partially] only for his own entertainment.

4) (｡Ó ᗣ Ò｡)

Olivineeee, sweeetieeeee!!!! Come here and give me a hug!!!!

This is so depressingly relatable.... Amiright, fellow degenerates? 😅 Gotta laugh about it or else you'll cry...

Olivine is really GOING THRU IT. I can't imagine having to admit something like this to my family/friends!

I am so fucking stressed!!!!

5) FUCK!!!!! MAKE IT STOP!!!!

LISTEN. I GET THAT OLIVINE NEEDS TO FACE HIS FEELINGS PROPERLY INSTEAD OF AVOIDING THEM. Aside from the damn fox's entertainment, that is what "the point" of this trial is.

Accepting your feelings is necessary for healing.

But you know what doesn't have a point? FORCING OLIVINE TO ANSWER THIS QUESTION IN FRONT OF THE MOST FRAGILE AND INNOCENT PEOPLE IN HIS LIFE, WHOM HE REALLY CARES ABOUT!!!!!

I feel like I'm just repeating myself at this point, but seriously, this is so fucked up! If I were Eiden, I probably would've interrupted and tried to end this shitty trial, too...

6) Kuya, you are seriously such a dick....

I think Kuya is partially up to his Tsundere Bullshit™ again; I think he's pretending to be casually "observing" things when really, he's searching for some sort of answer. (After all, this is the same dude that has been alive for longer than we can imagine, and has struggled with suicidal thoughts in the past)

The reason he calls the trial participants "boring" is likely because they didn't give the answers Kuya wanted---I suspect that this trial has served as Kuya's fucked up way of searching for meaning in life.

But what really pisses me off is the demeaning way he talks about humans; even now, during a trial whose questions focus on one's true desires and personal values.

HE'S the one always prattling on about how humans shouldn't judge himself, a yokai, by human standards. And yet, he doesn't have the decency to do the same???

Humans live a much shorter time than him, after all. Of COURSE they'll put value in different things than him; especially if they're someone who frequently spends time in a red light district.

That might be why he assumes Olivine's morality is a "mask," but at the same time, he actually knows Olivine personally (at least, to some extent), unlike the strangers he's tested in this "trial."

I don't think I can give Kuya the benefit of the doubt anymore. This lack of empathy isn't "out of his control," IT'S A FUCKING CHOICE. AND THAT IS WHY I'M ANGRY!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Kuya shouldn't be allowed to conduct this "trial." This "trial" shouldn't even exist. What HE needs---what Olivine needs---what EVERYONE needs---IS SOME ACTUAL PROPER THERAPY!!!!

7) CONFIRMED: Eiden is me in this event

Is this hinting that this whole trial is an illusion, maybe?? As in, there isn't actually an audience here??

Honestly tho, at this point, that doesn't even matter to me. Kuya is still being a dick and putting Olivine through HELL, and it is so unnecessary!!! 😡😡😡

8) It just keeps getting worse and worse...

Watching this trial is giving me such intense second-hand fear/sadness, bro---I'm crying very real tears. It's literally hurting me.

This really didn't need to be done in front of an audience, dude... Shit like this is SUPER private. It shouldn't be made into a spectacle like this...

BITCH, KUYA MADE OLIVINE CRY!!!!!!!

(｡Ó ᗣ Ò｡)

WHY!!!!

THE FUCK!!!!!

DID HE HAVE TO DO THIS!!!!!

LIKE THIS?!?!?!?!

9) HELL YEAH, OLIVINE!!!! PREACH!!!

I can't believe we went through all of this just so Olivine could give the most obvious answer of all time---

⊹ ࣪ ˖♡ LOVE ♡⊹ ࣪ ˖

That's also the answer that our foxy bitch friend was really searching for...

10) OH FUCK, THANK GOD!!!!

I AM SO FUCKING RELIEVED, THE KIDS WERE JUST ILLUSIONS!!!!

I don't forgive Kuya for pulling that stunt, tho. I stand by my opinion that it was COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY.

11) TRUTH:

It's honestly kind of wild to see Olivine explaining the value of love to a mean old foxy grandpa, but hey, here we are!

It's Olivine's turn to be the therapist! The right way!

:D

12) You're a much more patient person than me, Olivine...

(ᵕ—ᴗ—)

I held on for as long as I could, but I can no longer be generous when his antics cross a certain line... I'm giving this fox the silent treatment for the next three weeks!!

13) *heavy sigh*

Yeah, that's true...

Olivine and Kuya actually have a fair bit in common, when you think about it; specifically, their history with Depressive Episodes and--as Olivine puts it here-- their "struggle to live."

I think the main difference is, because of Kuya's long-ass life, he's much more set in his ways; thus, it's harder for him to let go of his destructive tendencies.

He may not be as violent as he used to be, but he still has a terrible habit of emotionally harming others...

Do I think this excuses his behavior? No.

Do I think he deserves another chance; to be treated with compassion and helped? Yes.

But he ALSO deserves to see some actual consequences for his actions.

☁︎ End of report ☁︎

[vinniedangerous]

lyrics

Hook:

I told my therapist I was depressed today/Took down some notes and she told me to pay/Said my time's up and she sent me away/Got more on my mind; ain't wanna talk anyway (x2)/Naw fuck that shit I'mma grind about mine/Fuck that shit I'mma die about mine/Wipe them tears never cry bout mine/My grand mama asked "Why I drink all the time?"/Fuck that shit I'mma grind about mine, I'mma grind about mine, I'mma grind about mine/Never cry about mine, I'mma die bout mine/We just dying to live, everyday struggle to live just to die/

Verse 1:

Hate when a nigga says it’s gonna be ok like he knows half the shit on my mind/

Look in my eyes caught between nothing to live for but not ready to die/

Promise you this, my little boy is the only thing keeping me alive/

I'd probably already put a bullet in my brain if he wasn’t at the front of my mind/

Answer me this, who are supposed to look to for help when God’s not around? /

I prayed & begged him to save my brother, but he still ended up in the ground/

Thats why lately I’ve been hanging with Jack & Daniel, when I’m pouring them up, they ain’t letting me down/They say the way I’m going imma end up at the bottom of a well/

Shit niggas oh well/

Verse 2:

Day to day I put on a brave face, but my grandma just saw thru it today now she worried/

Right when I was becoming a father, my father waited to abandon me at 30/

I try to charge it to the game but it’s costing me not to make peace with the things that hurt me/

I see the family getting older & soon they’ll be less people around that love/

I'm feeling helpless while I worry about the health of my sister & mom/

My wife is miserable away from the baby, so the pressure is on me to make her a stay-at-home mom/

I thought investing in hard work would payoff but now I feel robbed/

But what I feel gotta tuck it before I clock into this job/

[janiedean]

How are you Lavi? I was wondering, have you have shared your opinion about the end of Supernatural? I would especially love to hear your thoughts about Destiel and that love confession.

hey! I'm... extremely tired because a lot of stuff is going on that I will partially share on main about soon but has been sapping my energies a lot (i'm OOOLD) but it could be worse, thank you <3

also, wrt spn: I think I did say it in scattered posts but if you want the condensed version:

I had quit spn like early s12 at the hitler episode then I finished it after the ending because I figured I owed it to them after watching the finale live as it aired so... it was something but going in order

I actually greatly enjoyed s12-15 up to the end and I was pleasurably surprised - like okay it was the usual crazy shit half of the time and it def had gone on too long but 12-15 were eons better than the slug that was 9-11 and I had a lot of genuine fun when watching them and like they actually look/are extremely coherent for spn standards so I mostly have positive stuff on the topic like the apocalypse universe was cool, the ketch redemption arc was cool, tombstone and the tarantino episode were a masterpiece (and the 80s rock episode too sdlgkjd same as the scooby doo crossover) and I loved chuck as the villain and how meta that was

concerning deancas and the love confession: I mean as the resident idiot who had written her first deancas fic after 4x03 aired I always thought that they didn't know what they had been doing until like s5 when they realized what they were doing (sorry no one convinces that 5x03 wasn't written by someone who didn't have the deancas agenda in mind in spades) but like I generally thought that if it went somewhere it was gonna end with sam retiring and being a man of letters or smth like that and deancas going off to fight monsters in a way where you could frame it as THEY ARE BEST FRIENDS™ in places where them being gay would be frowned upon

I also thought that if anything happened whether like... either canonization or adjacent-canonization it was gonna be the last five minutes of the series finale because otherwise some parts of fandom wouldn't have let anyone involved with that show live which is why I was pleasurably shocked the confession was in ep 18 and not 20

now: I think the network authorized it and then chickened out when covid hit because the way the entire thing is structured... like sorry but this story starts with cas rescuing dean from hell, in 18 cas ends up in the empty from which he can obviously be rescued, in 19 every single plotline gets wrapped except that one in an episode that can work as a finale-finale if you leave it at that and I'm supposed to think that the og plan for ep 20 didn't include a reverse thing where dean got him out and they made out? sorry at this point bite me I'mma put my money on that esp given that...

... episode 20 is the most useless finale i've ever seen in the sense that literally nothing happens in it, the show itself had fillers where more shit happened like honestly I've never seen 40 minutes of a show that were more... a waste of time and resources and effort as that one, it looked like they told the writers they needed to have dean and sam be bros™ one of them had to die and they met in heaven again and they did that but just that X°D like sorry but the vampire porn diaries had the exact same finale template - one brother dies the other lives a happy normal life and they meet again in heaven -, s8 of tvd was vastly worsely written than spn s15 like i'm not even arguing that, but if you look at tvd finale actually shit happens in it and when you watch it it actually looks decent/wraps things up/makes you feel stuff, the spn finale is just stupid but I can't even be angry at it because imvho it's obvious they did it on purpose X°D but like tldr if the og plans hadn't been scrapped whatever they were they would have had an ep 20 where shit actually happened and that wasn't the drag it was, and like if it had come at the end of a badly written season (like tvd) I'd have just shrugged and whatever but... it came after an actually well-written season that was actually coherent with the previous four ones so I can't believe that was the real endgame content really XD

anyway: the confession was imvho absolutely ic and coherent with the entire thing starting from s4 because like sorry cas being in love with dean since then is just blatantly making sense, I never thought once it was baiting or teasing because only ppl who never watched the show would think the delivery was bad or that either misha or jensen were cringing while saying their lines, cas saying exactly the stuff he said made absolute sense in context, dean's reaction (as much as I'm sure they cut stuff) was absolutely sensed as well and no one tells me he didn't reciprocate bc the entire thing was built so that he'd admit it to himself at the very end and I mean anon my friend my comrade when I watched that episode I cried for twenty minutes straight after I finished it so X°D

like okay yeah part of it was the SEE WE WERE RIGHT ALL ALONG FUCK THE DENIERS but most of it was that I honestly was moved and I found that entire speech extremely heartfelt, meaningful and a whole lot of things I'm not sharing on main because I don't want people deciding stuff based on it but like I have zero negative things to say about that confession, I'm glad it happened and I don't regret catching up also because it happened as it really felt like the natural reaching point of cas's whole arc, I'm just sad that whatever the fuck went on with the cw they didn't let dean have a decent ending bc honestly what the fuck was that thing and they deserved to be happy without presuming they met offscreen in heaven or whatever the fuck but honestly all my issues with spn's ending are with the cw obviously getting cold feet concerning episode 20

tldr: the ending-ending sucked but up until 15x19 I thoroughly enjoyed most of what I saw nonsensical or not because at that point spn was the kinda thing you watched bc you liked it with all the faults it has, I 100% believe that the last episode sucked on purpose because I've never seen a finale done with so little effort after four seasons full of effort ever like not even penny dreadful whose finale imvho sucked on purpose sucked this much but like getting there was worth it and deancas being canon in itself was smth I never thought we'd get this explicitly and I'm very very very happy it happened, peace

[lutawolf]

Love In the Air Ep 7 Review & Running Commentary

gifs stolen from @gunsatthaphan

Hello my fellow freaks. As usual I'm here to bring the kinkster talk and commentary. If you missed my previous kink knowledge and commentary fear not, it can be found here. So far we've talked about lifestyle D/s relationships, some S&M, No Kink, Brat tamers and their brats. Let's hope there is more still to come!

Let's begin!

We start off where we left off with Payu having a second sense and calling Rain. He gets nervous that Rain isn't responding because it is Rain's habit to respond. Payu follows his instincts and goes to check on him. His instincts are telling him to book it so he is booking it. As Payu is pulling up to the house, Saifah is coming out to greet him. That's when the spilled food is noticed. This is all Payu needs to see to put things together and freak out. A good Dom is really going to freak out. They take the protection of their people very seriously. Yup, I like how they are showing him amping up the more and more he isn't finding Rain.

Nope, Nope, at this point Rain has recognized his submission. He isn't going to leave the house and go home without telling Payu. Much less not answer his phone. Payu knows all this. And finally cardboard villain calls. "If you don't want to die, let my boyfriend go." Dipshit is going to regret not listening to this. He's going to do what he says. What choice does he really have but let's all hope little bro has a cooler head. Did you really tell him to stay here, he's your only chance. Don't listen to him Saifah.

Everyone freaking out about kidnapping. The phone call is your clue?? Not the tied up and gagged part. Did you think this was a S&M party?? Hate to tell you this but it generally has willing participants otherwise it is called kidnapping. White crayons. White crayons everywhere! Humiliation is going to be the least of your worries, MR. Should Have Been A Blowjob.

Okay, Okay, but the guy walking up being Rain and just casually gagging him is pretty funny. Sorry Rain, your man a little stupid right now. It's fair considering he's probably never dealt with the love of his life getting kidnapped before. OF COURSE HE IS COMING ALONE! I love how he is reassuring Rain though. Meanwhile we have more typical evil laughter from cardboard villain. Thank you @akitbeast for providing that description because it fits.

Finally back up! By Mr. Chai!! Guys, he gives me the hot bad guy vibes. I'mma need them to do a story for him. He gives me the shivers in a good way. Cardboard, you about to cry and I'm really excited to see Chai in action. Ohh, yeah you can beat on Payu but not Rain. That's a big no. Dude, he isn't gonna let you hurt his man. A Dom would rather go down dying. We aren't cowards. I'm not even kidding a little bit. I don't know a real Dom that won't instinctively have to protect their sub. The need to protect is that strong. My husband is 6ft and built and I have still gotten in front of him when a fight has gone down.

Woot! Go Chai Go! "I think you should stop." So hot. Love it! Okay, I didn't like that edit. That felt choppy. We have Rain getting untied and racing to Payu where they both apologize to each other. That's cute and all but can we get to my blood bath. I need some ball kicking. Okay Okay, I lied. The "bowing is nothing as long as you're safe." Got me choked up, not gonna lie.

HAHA, he knew his brother would call in the cavalry. Cause he gave him his phone! Not so stupid after all, not that I thought you were per say Payu, it's just well... I thought you were too concerned to be acting in your right mind. My bad.

Back to my main man. Seriously, very Dom vibes, so hot. Your daddy can't save you now dipshit. Omg.. The way he takes off his jacket. To bad I don't have it in me to submit cause DAMN but I like watching other Doms. Look at that slap! Look! he isn't even worth a punch.

Ahh, it wasn't a kick in the balls but it was still had me hand clapping! And look at that smile on Payu's face.

gif stolen from @anyapetidin

Meanwhile Dom Daddy is rolling up his sleeves wondering where he can get one of those subs. I too would like to know where he can get one so we can get the ball rolling on his story.

Nobody calls Chai a lacky!

Rain's holding out for the real confession. Sub doesn't equal doormat. Get Rain. So sweet! Ahhh, Payu holding him to the same rule. Love it!

Okay here we go. The fruity twins. I'm so excited! Did he really call him cloud jizz!! OMG, I'm Dead and so jelly that I didn't think of that name. Ahhhh. 🤣🤣🤣 Ha Sky tattles on him "He's been clinging to his partner." Damn, they willing to shell out some money to know who Rain's partner is. His mom my ass. Dead.

OMG, did he actually ask for a selfie. Boy is simping. Though so is Rain, so fair. Ha! he heard Ple and his ass is on the way. Love it. Boy got to claim what's his but when he shows up, Rain gonna have to claim what's his. This is gonna be fun. And here comes Payu gonna casually sit with one of the fruit sibs. Love Sky, he's like stop being a dork. You got to watch out for the man snatchers. hahah. That face Payu made a Ple, that was such a fake smile. 🤣 Dude did he really just pull up a chair and invite himself. This is getting good. Did he really say it's a secret. Then Rain snaps to attention. These lovely bunch of coconuts.

"It's impossible." Meanwhile Rains other friends. Um, not impossible, did you see them walk away hand in hand. That literally was the cutest coming out. It has hit my top favorite. Then they get in the car and Payu is like bitch I'm jealous. Furiously jealous. Payu is like, I don't look at anyone the way I look at you. Payu tells him he won't punish him then. Rain's face says it all, wait, I could have been punished. Shhhhhhhit. Aww, Rain cute telling Payu he wouldn't cheat on him and he'll kick Payu's ass if he does. 🤣🤣🤣 Look at that brat finger but Payu's good with it and that's what matters. Is their guidelines. Oh Damn, he's learned very quickly. He addickted.

After it rained continuously for the past week. The sky cleared up while a wind is coming from the east.

Ohhh you guyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyys. You know what this means. Our next couple is coming. Here we are with Prapai in bed. Oh well, hello ass. I really shouldn't be looking at because you're too young but when you put art in my face, I feel it should be admired. Awww... Sky! He likes plants. I have a thing for engineers that love plants. King anyone? Now Sky has a protective barrier unlike King but wait till you get the back story. That protective barrier is pretty understandable. But seeing him right now in his sunshine state is so fucking cute. Okay seriously though, if he finds his dad a girlfriend for cleaning purposes. Dude, what about you, you cleaning. Oh, that administrative assistant is annoyed. Don't piss off your work wife dude. Instant Karma. Not only women clean Sky. Dad is a cutie though, I can see why you want to help him out. HA! the back in forth is adorable. Love this family dynamic and seeing Sky being a sunflower.

Payu is like, don't fuck around with me dude, I know you. What do you want. Aw, look at the way Rain smiles at being called darling. "Now that you've seen me, get out." 🤣🤣🤣 @curiositykilledd does this friendship remind you of anyone?? Really Prapai you slick but you think anyone is buying that he left stuff behind? Okay now that is smooth. You know Payu is wanting to get laid so the threat of not leaving is a very good one. Payu is like, this bitch. Rain's like, I wanna get laid, Sky I owe you one! Look at Payu though, he totally gets it. 🤣 "Judging by his face, it's too late to save your friend now." 🤣🤣🤣 I for one am so thankful for that. Yes, I am. I'm so excited for them. I gonna have another show like Kinnporshe where I like the two main couples! I don't know if PrapaiSky will have a freak element though. So it might just be commentary and review guys. Are you okay with that? Interested still? I know a lot of you tune in for my BDSM info.

"Yes, I was attracted to the boy who held by umbrella for me." What did I say guys. I told ya this was near love at first sight. I'm a true romantic at heart, I love this shit. "I had to find a way to approach him. Right." Ha, and Rain realizes he remembers him at that beginning. To which Payu replies that he liked him from the start. So fucking sweet. I could scream.

All pictures stolen from @akitbeast

And we are at the end. So fucking cute! Hope you guys enjoyed this and are as excited about next week as I am. Thank you again for taking the time to read this.💜💜💜 Dedicated to coconuts mafia, @l0rd0fther1ng5, and @dayummmdorisss 💜💜💜

[despairforme]

out of all the Espada, who’d you have sex with ? ( yes it can be more than one )

Who among the Espada would he rather fuck? That was a good question. The sort of question he actually liked.

❝ I'd fuck ANY 'a 'da Espada. ❞ Well - maybe apart from Baraggan. But other than that? Yeah, any one of them would do. He supposed this question was asking for him to rank them though. Hm. He had to think about it for a moment. Pretty much ALL the Espada were hot. They all had pros and cons. Physically, the most attractive ones were Harribel and Grimmjow. Nnoitra liked for his women to have a feminine figure, and for his males to have a manly one. But, it WOULD be fun to fuck the Primera as well, just to put the highest ranking Espada in his proper place. It was the same for Nelliel. While he fucking hated her, he'd find it satisfying as hell to fuck her. To make her his bitch. Zommari and Aaroniero were hot too, and probably rather freaky. There was no way Aaroniero wasn't into some creepy shit. Zommari probably was hiding SOMETHING under that stoic surface. Speaking of freaky - what about Szayel? Surely he'd be on top of the list. Though, he was ( physically ) not as attractive to Nnoitra, who disliked femininity in men. He couldn't forget about Yammy and Ulquiorra. Yammy would be FUN, since he was the only other Espada who was actually taller than Nnoitra. Nnoitra was forever jealous of Yammy's build. And Ulquiorra? HELL YEAH it would be satisfying to break down his ' I don't feel anything '-aura and make him cry. Choosing sure was difficult...

❝ I'mma say Harribel 'n Ulquiorra 'fer my top picks. ❞ He really liked the thought of fucking someone who was ranked above him. It was the only reason why he placed Ulquiorra in front of Grimmjow. Grimmjow had better looks but - Ulquiorra had the strength.

[xans-ex]

Otherside (Pt. 2)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Different Dimension/Alternate Universe. Heavy angst, smut, and fluff throughout multiple parts.

Word Count: 4254 words

Chapters-

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

*WARNING- Strong Language, Explicit Sex(Not in this chapter), Explicit Sex Talk/References(Not in this chapter), Violence, Talks of Violence*

This is the second part to the story :) I will include a little of the first chapter in the beginning just with how the second chapter starts, so bare with me ya'll. Also fun fact, when I write I usually find a song that overall gives me the vibes for the story, and the song that helped me write these two chapters is Sextape by Deftones :) Give it a listen-

Jungkook watched as the figure turned back around and ran across the other room and into the room on top that he knew gave stairs to the building. He was stuck. Now here bleeding out only to be given to police. This is it.

You stared at the screen in disbelief. There was no way this was how your brother was going to end this chapter. No fuckin way. You looked around in confusion before your eyes fell on the pencil in its holder. You wondered if you should erase it. Then when your brother hopefully comes back, you can tell him that the police accidentally wiped it and then later on convince him to have a different ending. Yeah...That would work. You grabbed the pencil, the thick handle sitting comfortably between your fingers. You hit the eraser icon and as soon as the pencil tip hit the screen, you felt warmth.

Almost like you were sucked into a hot room. A sauna, but without the humidity. It was bright for only a second, and then it was dark. You blinked slowly, your head pulsing. "Ow..what the fuck..." You groaned as you rubbed your temples. Your hands started to lift you from the ground, and you paused as you felt the feeling of concrete and small pieces of rocks. You looked up, the wind blowing your hair as you looked around. You slowly stood up, your eyebrows furrowed and eyes squinting from the lingering headache. You froze.

The city. How? You...You were just in your brother's room. At your parent's house. In the countryside. Did you never leave your studio apartment? But why were you on the roof? Was this whole time of visiting family only a dream? You looked around in disbelief before hearing a faint moan. You whipped your head around and saw someone laying on the ground, a pool of red under them.

"Are-Are you okay?" You asked, quickly running to them. You knelt down next to them, looking at their wounds. I-It's okay! I'm a nurse. I can help you..." You trailed off as soon as you saw his face. Jungkook. "Jungkook-" You slapped your hand over your mouth as soon as you said his name. He looked up at you, his face a twisted mix of pain and confusion. "Do I know you?" He choked out. "N-No. Um...what happened?" You asked. He scoffed. "You're a nurse. You should know..." He trailed off. He was going in and out of consciousness.

"Fuck, um...I'mma call 911." You said, reaching into your pocket and grabbing your phone. You paused when you saw you had no connection. "D-Don't call the police." Jungkook came back from consciousness, his eyes wide. "I need to get an ambulance for you, you're bleeding out." You looked at him up and down, his blood slowly pooling out as he lost more and more blood. "Please...no." He whispered. You looked around, hoping to see someone but there was none. "So do you just want to die out here?" You asked.

You didn't mean to sound mean, but he was being ridiculous at this point. "No...just...you're a nurse, can you take me to your place? I'll like...pay you or whatever to help me just please don't." He was pleaded but it all sounded like a stupid idea to you. Plus, did you even live here?

"You're fucking stupid, no! You've been shot, I have no idea what arteries might've been hit in that leg-" You panicked and Jungkook closed his eyes. He was really about to die out here. With a stupid, useless nurse. Which made it even worse.

"Fine. Whatever. I'll just die." Jungkook said. You gaped at him. "No fuckin way, come on, I'll take you to the hospital myself. Is there an urgent care near?" You asked. "You don't know? You found me." He winced as you grabbed his arm, putting it around your shoulders and slowly helped him up. "I'm um...not from around here." You murmured. Jungkook looked at you, his eyes scanning your face as you chewed at your bottom lip. "How annoying..." He grumbled. You contemplated dropping him back down and letting him bleed out, but then you realized that you'd have this man's life on your mind forever, and you don't want to deal with that trauma.

You two slowly but surely went to the open stairs of the building, making your way down. "Can we use an elevator? You're heavy..." You complained. He was practically dead weight against you, and as strong as you might think you are, a dead weight body is incredible heavy. "No fuckin way. The cops will find me that way." Jungkook was very stubborn, and he was starting to piss you off. "Fine. Then put more work in. You're fat and I can't carry you down all these stairs."

Jungkook rolled his eyes but started to carefully take some of his weight off of you, not wanting to do too much because he was still weak from losing so much blood. Eventually you two make it out the building from the side door, and stumble a couple blocks to a nearby urgent care. You sighed in relief when they took Jungkook into a stretcher and started taking care of his actively bleeding wounds as he was wheeled off. You sat in one of the chairs in the waiting room, your right side stained with his blood.

"Are you his family?" A nurse asked as she stood in front of you. You looked up at her wide eyed "Uh, oh, no. No, I'm just a nurse. I happened to find him and took him here." You combed your hair back, your bangs sticking to your forehead with sweat. "Oh? Where do you work?" Your mouth opened and closed before opening once more, thinking of how to even respond. "Um...is there a bathroom I can wash up in?" You stood, the nurse stepping back with a confused expression before nodding and pointing you in the direction of the bathroom.

You hurried into the large bathroom, locking the door behind you. You sighed, looking yourself in the mirror and gripping the sink hard, your knuckles almost turning white. "What in the ever loving fuck is going on?" You hoped your reflection would reply. Tell you this is all a dream. This is a dream. Yeah, it's a dream.

You washed your face, hands, and legs, already giving up trying to clean the blood from your pajamas when it seemed to just spread and make your skin wet and sticky. "Fuckin hell..." You sighed before leaving the bathroom and sitting back at the waiting area, away from any nurses who may walk past to avoid any further questions.

-

You felt like you were there for hours. You were there for hours. The sound of people crying and alerts over the intercom helped drown out the sound of your own thoughts. Your mind could beat Usain Bolt right now with how hard it was racing. You just sat quietly, cross legged at the ankles. You should leave. You kept telling yourself that, but at the same time you wanted to stay. See if he was okay. Maybe it's because you kinda pretended as if you were waiting for your brother. Hopefully not in these circumstances but to hope he was okay, might bring you some clarity. "Excuse me..." A doctor said as she walked over to you.

You silently hoped there would be no more questions. "Are you with Jeon Jungkook?" She asked. You slowly nodded. "He's fine, in stable condition. Luckily the bullets missed all the important organs and arteries. The bullet in his leg shattered and we had to take those out so please come back if there's any complications after discharge. But luckily the bullet in his abdomen went straight through with no massive damage so that was an easy fix."

She explained everything to you and you sighed in relief. This means you can leave. Finally. "He is ready to see you now." The doctor interrupted your thoughts. "Ex-Excuse me?" You couldn't stop your constant stuttering. "He has requested to see you." You opened your mouth but no words left you, so you simply nodded and followed the doctor through a set or doors towards the patient rooms.

"He's in here. Our visiting hours are over in an hour." She said, nodding to you before walking off. You looked back at her as she left, then turned towards the sliding door of the patient room. Your hand reached out to grab the handle, your fingers wiggling slightly with nervousness. "Annoying Nurse? I know you're there." You could hear Jungkook's deep voice from the other side of the door and you huffed, sliding the door open and going inside quickly. "Annoying nurse? I have a name you know."

"Never told me it, so that's your fault." Jungkook looked at you from his bed, his hospital gown slightly open showing a wrap around his abdomen. You then glanced at the cast on his leg, and the stack of pillows keeping it elevated. "My name is (Y/N), so you can stop calling me annoying. Please." You sighed, taking a seat next to his bed. "Fine. But only because you said please." He smirked. You rolled your eyes. "I just wanted to say thank you. For saving my life." You looked Jungkook in the eye, his eyes on his hands which were picking at his individual fingers.

"No need to thank me. It's my job." You gave him a soft smile. He looked over at you, and matched his smile with yours. "You work here?" You bit your bottom lip. "No...I uh...I work somewhere else. Out of town." You said it so quietly Jungkook almost couldn't hear you. "Oh...okay."

The silence was so uncomfortable you debated just getting up and leaving now, which you thought would be perfect. "Well, visiting hours are probably already over, so I will get going now." You laughed awkwardly, standing up slowly and wiping your sweaty palms agains your pajama shorts. You turned to walk out the door but then a hand reached out and grabbed yours.

You turned back around and saw Jungkook's bandaged hand engulfing your smaller palm. "Can you come back tomorrow?" He almost had puppy dog eyes with the way he looked up at you. "I...I don't know..." You started. "I'll pay for lunch...or dinner. Or whatever you want. Please?" You thought to yourself. "Hmm...fine, but only because you said please." You teased, and Jungkook snorted. He gave you a toothy grin and you felt your cheeks heat up slightly with his hand still wrapped around yours.

"Goodnight Jungkook." You pulled your hand from his grasp and slide open the door to his room. "Goodnight...Y/N" He said as you closed his door. He looked around the hospital room and sighed. "Such an annoying nurse." He chuckled.

-

Now that you were finally out of there, you could properly freak the fuck out. First off, where the fuck are you? Second, why in the fuck is Framed character, Jeon Jungkook, in the same world as you right now? Third, what in the fucking fuck? Fuck? You raked your hands through your messy hair, the reality of everything setting in. What if you're stuck here? What about your family? Your friends? Your job???

You rubbed at your temples. Okay (Y/N), don't stress yourself out too much now. Maybe if you just...go to sleep...you'll wake up back at home. It's a dream remember? You looked around. Where the fuck will you go? You contemplated everything and just realized you should probably just stay at the hospital. You had nowhere to go.

As you made your way back to the entrance doors, three cop cars pulled up and cops started to jump out their cars. You jumped back in surprise. "Are you alright?" One of the officers said, looking at your blood stained clothes. "Y-Yeah I'm fine, I was dropping off a friend." You stammered. The officer looked you up and down curiously. "Well anyways, have you seen this man? He is currently wanted by police." The officer scrolled on his phone before showing you a photo and you almost choked on your spit. A picture of Jungkook was staring right back at you, his purple dyed hair a mess. It's a mugshot.

"Uh...no. Why? What did he do?" You looked at the officer, trying to hold your composure. Why in the hell was there a mugshot of Jungkook? Is that why he wouldn't let you call the police? "We can't say that. Just wondering if you'd seen him." The officer asked once again, as if telling you to just own up to it.

Like hell you were going to do that. You got questions and this little criminal needed to give you answers. "Nope. Never seen him. If you'll please excuse me, my boyfriend was shot and I'm here to make sure he's okay." Your mouth was moving faster than your brain. Boyfriend? Why in the fuck did you say that? The officer's right eyebrow raised curiously. "Did you shoot him?" You cocked your head in confusion before remembering your current attire.

"N-No! I saved his life. Now...please excuse me." You pushed past the officer as you made your way back into the hospital and into the elevators to go to the patient rooms. Once you arrived on the correct floor you snuck past the nurses station, knowing if they saw you they'd tell you to go home since visiting hours were over. Once you got to Jungkook's room, you quietly slide open the door and closed it once you were inside.

"You're back?" Jungkook's voice could've startled you if you weren't already freaking the fuck out. "Jungkook...I just got stopped by the cops." You looked over at him and you visibly saw his adam's apple bob from the gulp he swallowed. "Yeah? And?" This fucker is playing dumb. "And? Jungkook you're wanted by the police! What did you do?" You exclaimed. "Okay, say it louder for the security down the hall." He rolled his eyes, his arms folded across his chest as he huffed, annoyed.

"I didn't do anything." Your eyes could've popped out your head with how hard your eyes were bulging at him. "The police seem to think differently. They showed me your fuckin mugshot, dude." You sat next to his bed, your hands raking your hair with frustration. "That was from something unrelated. This time...it wasn't me." He looked like he really wanted you to believe him. "What happened?" You just wanted to know. You weren't sure if you were sitting with an innocent man or some kind of killer but it would help to make sure?

Jungkook paused, his eyes dashing around as if he was thinking if he should even tell me or not. "Fine...don't tell me." You were starting to get annoyed. You were hoping he would trust you, with you saving his life and all, but that didn't seem to be the case. "(Y/N)..." He started but you were quick to shut him down. "Forget it. Good luck with your case." You slide open the door, your face turned pale when you saw a nurse walking with a police officer.

You slide the door shut once more, and Jungkook looked at you curiously. "Jungkook...the police are here." You whispered. You felt the room go cold and Jungkook looked around nervously. "We gotta go." He started moving, ripping his IV out his arm swinging his leg over the bed with a groan. "Wait what? What the fuck? N-No!" You walked over to him, trying to push him back by his chest. He pushed your hands away.

"I'm not about to be taken for something I did not do." He was angry. Frustrated. You hesistated, watching as he stood and grabbed his bag of clothes. "I'll...I'll help you." Jungkook turned towards you. "You will? Even though you don't know if I'm some crazed killer or not?" You pursed your lips. "Is that what they're trying to arrest you for?" Jungkook took a deep breath in, not saying anything else as he limped towards his things that were put into a hospital bag and then slipped on his hospital slippers.

He turned towards you again, looking you over once more as you stood there. "Are you just gonna stare at me or are you gonna come with me?" You nodded, going over to him and letting him wrap his arm around your shoulder once more. You slid open the door, looking in the direction of where the nurse and officer were and not seeing them. "They might be talking about you, we gotta go." You whispered and Jungkook nodded, following you towards the nearby stairs.

"Wait, can we use the elevator?" Jungkook looked at you as if you were the dumbest on earth. "You truly are the most annoying person I've ever met." He let go of your shoulder. "You go on the elevator, distract the nurse and cop, and meet me on the side of the building. I'll call someone to pick us up since you apparently don't live around here." He rolled his eyes and opened up the door to the stairs, wincing slightly in pain.

You nodded, ignoring his earlier remark and started for the elevator. Right as you were close, the nurse and cop you saw earlier spotted you. "Excuse me? Visiting hours ended a while ago." She said. You looked at her apologetically. "Sorry...my boyfriend was shot and I just needed to see him one more time. Bring him some snacks and stuff." You continued heading for the elevator, ignoring the calls from the nurse and officer as you pressed the first floor button and mashed the 'closed elevator' button repetitively.

Once you got to the first floor, you walked calmly out the door, ignoring the looks from the earlier officer that questioned you earlier. As soon as you touched the outside, a large exhale escaped your lungs. How long were you holding your breath? As you walked, you heard a low voice call out to you. "(Y/N)." Jungkook called for you in a silent yell. You hurried over to him, grabbing his arm once again to help him balance himself.

"Where is your friend?" You looked up at him. "Behind here." He started walking and you tried your best to help him along the way, the weight of his body was a little easier to handle now. He wasn't extremely heavy, but the amount of muscle on him did add to his weight and made it a little hard to keep hold of him.

As you kept walking you noticed a car parked with its lights off. You opened the door and Jungkook slowly sat into the back seat, wincing and groaned the whole time. You tried to look at the driver but couldn't. What if this is just his plan to kidnap you? You know what he's on the run for, getting rid of you will just make things easier.

"Come on." Jungkook grabbed your arm, pulling you into the car with him. You sat, a little reluctant but deciding it's for the best. You could have somewhere to sleep, if Jungkook doesn't kill you first. Once you were inside, you could now see who was driving. Kim Seokjin. Jungkook's other best friend in this story.

"Jesus Christ dude, who did that to you?" He looked back at Jungkook, his eyes then shifting to you. "Is this a new one?" That question almost seemed like an insult. New one? You don't remember Jungkook being a player in the story? How many relationships has he been in?

"Shut up and drive, dude. I'm sure the cops just realized I'm gone." Jungkook looked around, almost paranoid. "Okay fine." Seokjin started driving, waiting till he was on the road before turning his headlights on. He then turned on the radio, pop punk softly playing. Jungkook was exhausted. Terribly exhausted, and he couldn't help but rest his head on your shoulder. You stiffened at first, but then understood immediately and relaxed.

You smell good. He thought to himself as he took a slow deep breath, taking in your scent. Even though you smelled slightly of his blood, there was this other natural scent from you. Your hair smelled clean. Like you just washed it before finding him bleeding out on the roof. He appreciated this. It helps him relax.

The drive was long, but it helped ease the worry between Jungkook's brow, and he was relieved when you all arrived at Seokjin's brother's house. "My brother is away on a business trip for a month, so this place is yours until you figure things out." Seokjin explained everything to you two as he helped Jungkook get out the car. Jungkook gritted his teeth in pain. He looked over to you, seeing your tired expression. "Is it okay if we use his clothes?"

"Yeah dude, no problem. Just make sure you wash everything before you leave." Seokjin opened the door for you, letting you in first before helping Jungkook. "There's two bedrooms, so there's another place to sleep." You glanced around the place. This was a very nice house. One you didn't mind staying in for as long as Jungkook wanted.

What was that? You were thinking as if you were gonna be here another night. This is just a very long, draining dream. After tonight, you will wake up in your bed or on the floor of your brother's room and wonder what happened. "Thank you, Hyung." Jungkook watched you as you walked around. "Oh, so now we're using formalities?" Seokjin joked, walking Jungkook into one of the rooms and setting him on the bed.

"Alright, I'll leave you two be. Reminder, this is only for a month, so don't get too comfortable. And also, please clean up after yourself. Also please throw all your condoms away in the outside trash or flush them, if ya'll use those. I don't want my brother asking too many questions." Seokjin looked at the both of you and you looked back at him wide eyed, your face as hot as an oven.

"Hyung. Stop. We're just friends." Jungkook looked almost as flustered as you, his eyes quickly averting yours. "Really? Just friends with someone this hot? Then you don't mind if I flirt with them right?" Seokjin flashed you a wide grin and you bit your lip nervously. Seokjin is a very...very handsome man yet you couldn't imagine doing anything with him. Jungkook glanced between the two of you and something rose within him. Jealousy? No fuckin way. Either way it pissed him off seeing his friend look at you like that.

"Jin..." Seokjin chuckled, shaking his head. "And the formalities are gone again." He headed out the room and down the hall. "Alright kids, I'll leave you two alone." You both waited in silence, waiting for the sound of the front door to close and lock before both exhaling.

"Holy shit...um...well. This is nice I guess." You were trying to find anything to get your mind off whatever just happened and you could see Jungkook either was trying to do the same or honestly didn't care because he just slowly laid down onto the bed. "I'm going to sleep. It's been a long night." He grumbled and you nodded, the awkward silence engulfing the room once again. "Gotcha...I'll just...go into the other room." You headed towards the door before hearing the bed creak slightly.

"Goodnight." Jungkook stared at you as you walked out the door and slowly closed it behind you. "Night, Jungkook." You said before shutting it. Once you were out the room, you felt all the stiffness and uneasiness leave you. Holy fuck, you need a shower. You smelled of blood and sweat and it was utterly disgusting. You went straight into the bathroom and started the shower, shedding your clothes off and hopping in as soon as the water was scolding hot. You let the water drop onto your naked body, the water slowly washing the dried blood off of you and trailing into the drain. You grabbed the soap on the side and started scrubbing, almost as if you were trying to scrub five layers of skin off.

After your shower and you felt like you were fresh and raw from the hot water and hard scrubbing, you wrapped yourself in a fluffy towel and made your way into the other bedroom. Once you were inside you opened a dresser and saw a couple large shirts. You were thankful they were huge cause you didn't have any spare underwear to wear.

You pulled it over your head, the soft material falling over your body and resting at your mid thigh. You put the towel to your hair and dried your hair as much as possible, your arms felt so tired that just lifting them to dry your hair was a lot of work. You put the towel on the ground and made your way over to the bed and went under the sheets. This was what you finally needed. A comfortable bed. And now, as you fall asleep, you can look forward to waking up back home.

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I'm glad you guys are liking the first chapter so far! Wanted to go ahead and post the second part to kinda get the story going so you know where everything is going :)

Let me know if you'd like a part three! <3

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45, 46, 60

45.  Who initiates their first kiss?

ok this is a good one because i genuinely have no idea... i would say fezco bc he initiated the hand hold like that was huge for him i'm sure but at the same time i think if fezco went to his play with the flowers and card for her that lexi would have been so overjoyed that she'd tell him thank you and just fuckin kiss him without even thinking... i can't decide

46.  Who says I love you first?

i honestly think this is lexi for sure like especially with next season bringing so much potential angst about the fact that he probably won't let her get close to him/be around him because he just feels like he's bad news and doesn't deserve love that lexi would absolutely prove him wrong and lay her heart out on the line for him to realize he is deserving of love and she completely loves him (i'm not crying ur crying)

60.  When did they realize they loved each other?

i'm not gonna sit here and pretend like they aren't already in love like i could give u a scenario but i think genuinely when lexi was talking about how she wants 3 kids and her whole life plan and fezco tells her "they got 3 kids in that show" like the softness in his voice... yeah that man was 100% ready to spend the rest of his life with her at 19 fucking years old and obvi lexi's "a little exchange and i fall in love" the hand hold did it for her but if not that then i think somewhere when she was talking about her play for hours on end and he was fully listening and giving her feedback it probably struck her when he said "of course i'mma be there i'mma be sittin' in the front row shorty" that little lovesick "kay" yeah my girl was down horrendously

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[springalwayscomes]

Home

The place where you are 

That place is probably Mi Casa With you I'mma feel rich  That place is no other than Mi Casa Turn it on, your switch  Yeah It's comfortable even as you say nothing With you, anywhere will be my home You know I want that Home You know you got that Home Your love, your love, your love (I miss that) Your love. your love, your love (I want that) Your touch, your touch, your touch (I need that)

- HOME, BTS

Plot: It almost feels like a dream to Teahyung when he finally wakes up home, with your baby beside him and the delicious smell of the pancakes coming from the kitchen. He is home, he is home and can’t help wishing to have more, of you, of this family, of this life. He desperately wants your love, he’s been missing it for so long, he needs your touch, the place where you are is his home, he wants that home.

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut (so much it will make you loose your shit), established relationship

Wordcount: 10.8k

Content Warning: - oh lord help, here we go- dad!Tae, praise, dirty talk, fingering, blowjob, cum eating, creampie, swearing, finger blowjob, unprotected sex, overstimulation, cunt slapping, spit play, multiple orgasms, rough sex, thigh riding, mentions of masturbation, noona kink, cunnilingus, pining, missionary, hand job, pregnancy talk, impregnation kink, love making

The delicious smell of the pancakes are enough to wake Taehyung up, his stomach growling already even before he opens his eyes. It’s late, almost ten, and the fact he gets to stay in bed at this time makes his heart flutter in his chest as he remembers today it’s one of his free days and gets to spend it with you and your baby, finally. After weeks of not being around - the promotion of the new album and tour and the actual tour always keeping you too far away from each other - he can finally allow himself to open his heavy lids and peek at your beautiful baby girl sleeping in the middle of your bed, a raw of pillows blocking her from eventually turn and fall. She’s so little she’s as long as his arm, looking as cute as ever with her doe eyes closed and and her puffy cheeks, lightly snoring as he smiles at her. His chest burns with love as he already feels himself grow impatient for her to wake up, wanting to spend as much time as he can with you both, but he knows that he needs to keep it quite. When he came home last night, you told him she only slept three hours yesterday, so she needs to rest as much as he should be resting now, given the fact he basically slept the same. It was the last day of him being away from you both, and the night before he couldn’t bring himself to sleep, secretively wishing to hold you in his arms and leave sweet kisses to the puffy cheeks of your daughter. He should really rest a little bit more, but he doesn’t want to waste his time like that. Not today that he’s home and you cooked pancakes as breakfast. Not when he could finally hug you as you wash the dishes like you used to do when your relationship begun. Damn, it seems a lifetime ago.

Taehyung couldn’t hide his smile even if he tried, so he simply gives in to it as he walks towards your kitchen. The sight of you in his big - big - hoodie is enough to make him feel even more overwhelmed, and the way you swing your hips as you hum to Singularity under the cloth is just and addition to his maddening heartbeat to raise.

«Fuck, I love you»

You nearly let the pan fall to the ground at the sudden confession, not really used to his voice being so close. Closing your eyes and putting another pancake in the dish you turn to the door, taking in the sight. It feels like heaven, to finally have his disheveled dark locks back here in the morning, your fingers are already tingling to touch them. His eyes are slightly glassy for the sleepiness and his lips look even more soft than usual, maybe it’s because you haven’t kissed them in weeks.

«Come here» it’s almost a plead and he can’t contain himself from almost running towards you, distance sucks and you both don’t need it now, not even the slightest. In fact, the way he’s squeezing you in his arms makes you think that if it was possible he would literally melt you with his body. Taehyung takes in your fragrance, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he leaves soft kisses on your skin, his heart beating as if it’s the last time he gets to be this close to you. It happens every time, and it’s the same for you.

You both love each other so much it is literally impossible to explain, even the I love you’s that you exchange seem to not do the job enough. You’d literally cut your arm if it’d make him happy, and he’d do the same thing. After all, you’re the only thing that keeps him going on every day, you and your daughter.

«I missed you so much, is this real?» you murmur against his pijama shirt. Your boyfriend smiles, trying to ward off just enough to lock your eyes with his but you quickly whine and squeeze him even tighter.

«Don’t»

He giggles, the sound makes you feel like your day has finally reached its topic.

«It’s real» he mumbles, lips pecking at your skin another time as his hands slide under the fabric of his hoodie, tracing your back and lowering on your asscheeks.

«This is definitely real» he scoffs, squeezing them. You whimper under his big hands, and if he thought he had been missing you so much he couldn’t breathe some times, now he definitely thinks he was dead before coming home, you’re bringing him back to life.

«Your dumb ass is real too» you mutter as his smile grows even bigger. Taehyung leaves a soft kiss on your hairline, his action definitely contrasts his next one as his fingers dangerously approach the belt of your panties.

«I really missed you a lot» he whispers. His other hand reaches your cheek and you finally bring your eyes into his, melting as you see how they’re looking at you.

«It was so fucking hard to not be around you. I even missed your complaints»

You roll your eyes.

«I didn’t miss your dirty laundry on the floor the slightest» useless to say, you’re definitely lying. Just last week you ended up crying one night because your house seemed too tidied up without needing to yell at him.

Taehyung pouts, his lower lip almost brushing against yours as his expression makes you feel the urge to brush your pads against the dot on his upper and lower lips. You lift your hand from his chest just to do so, lightly caressing the flesh as he licks his lips right after, eyes shifting from yours to your lips.

«Why are you so rude, I was being serious» he whispers again.

«I wasn’t» you whisper back, already tip-toeing to get to his lips.

«I missed you and your annoying habits, every single one of them»

By the time your sentence is spoken your lips are already on his, kissing like it’s the first time. Taehyung’s lips are intoxicating, they’re a drug and you’re just an addict trying to get as more as you can every time you get the chance to taste them. They make you feel high, almost dizzy as his tongue explores your mouth, his fingers moving again against your back and caressing the skin like he haven’t done for far too much time. The taste of you makes Taehyung always wish for more, and not only in a sexual way. It’s like he never has enough, and he doesn’t even know how to start to explain the way you make him feel. The fact you’re in his arms, wearing his hoodie, standing in your house, making breakfast as your daughter sleeps in your bedroom overwhelms him even more. And he realizes he was right all along, all the time he waited for you and all the time he had spent stealing glances at your way. This is what he wants, and he could never wish for something else. Not even in another world, universe, not even in another life. You’re his family. And his thought hits him even heavier as he parts to take a breath and already misses your lips on his, forehead resting over yours as the pads of his long fingers tickles at your back.

«I have-» he pecks your lips «one» another kiss.

«I have one-» this time it’s your turn to rest your lips on his and he chuckles against you making you do the same.

«One thing to-» and it happens another time. He groans as he slightly nibs your flesh with his teeth, earning a light whimper from you.

«Will you let me finish?» he laughs, resting his forehead again against yours, eyes so happy and light it makes your heart throb with joy.

«Do you really have to? I want to kiss you until you can’t breathe anymore» you whine. His tongue comes out to wet his lips at your words, your mouth is watering at this point.

«I really have to» he chuckles as his eyes scan all of your features, heart beating at a maddening pace as he takes in the sight.

«I have one thing to ask you» he murmurs.

«What?»

He shakes his head. «While we eat our pancakes, I’m starving»

He kisses you again before helping you finish to make your dishes and sitting on the barstool in front of the kitchen island, you sit beside him, desperately close like he would slip out of your grasp if you were just an inch or two more distant from him. You lean your head on his shoulder as you rip the pancake with your fork and bring it to your mouth, Taehyung lets his hand travel up your hip and scoots you even closer as you let out a moan at the taste of your breakfast.

«I really do love you a lot, you know right?» he murmurs, gaze lost on your face.

«You and that little scamp are my life and my family and all I want to do is take care of you for the rest of my life, because I can’t find nothing else that matters as much as you two. Not even myself. I’d literally do anything for you.» his voice has turned lower, his baritone making you turn just to meet his eyes full of fondness.

He licks his lips as you smile at his words, nodding because you know. You know it, you can read it in his eyes right now, just as much as you read it every other day as you video call through that damn phone. Taehyung wouldn’t even have a chance to hide it, even a stranger would be able to guess his love for you and your daughter, he’d guess it with his eyes closed.

You bring your fork to his mouth, waiting for it to open as he looks desperately deeply into your eyes, his hands coming up to cup at your cheeks as you rest your forehead against each other’s another time, the piece of pancake still hanging between your faces.

«Please, marry me.»

It comes out as a whine, like he can’t really bear to hold it in anymore.

Your heart stops, you swear the only thing keeping you alive now is the glint in his eyes, the love with which he is watching you. Taehyung’s heart is beating as loud as when he saw your baby for the first time, as fast as when you made love to him for the first time. And there’s a threatening feeling in his guts that is begging to tear him apart as you don’t seem to answer. His eyebrows knit together as he studies your features for the the tenth time and takes a deep shaky breath.

Truth is, you forgot how to speak. It’s too much to handle, you didn’t expect it at all. Taehyung and you had talked about it a little bit, but it was months ago and you weren’t really expecting him or you to propose this soon. Now that he bursted it out like this it’s making you feel emotions you’re not even able to discern.

«Jagi» Taehyung calls, his deep voice flustered. Your pancake is still between your lips and he lets out a tremulous sigh as he chooses to free the fork from it and wraps his lips around it, eyes never leaving yours. That seems to be the breaking point for you, as you burst out and let your self push hungrily against his lips, the pancake still in his mouth.

He moans as he forces himself to gulp, you nip at his lower lip with so much passion he feels himself about to explode right there and then.

He doesn’t need to kneel in front of you to ask you, and you both know it. Your heart is already his, your mind is already his. All of you is his. There’s not a single part of your body that doesn’t belong to him, not even an inch of your skin.

He doesn’t even need a ring, you don’t even care. All you need is his damn presence in your life until the day you die and you’re pretty sure that even then you’re going to love him endlessly. He is all you need, Taehyung is everything you can manage to think about, he is your thoughts, he is your happiness. It’s like a part of you is able to be yourself only when you’re with him, it’s hard to even breathe when he’s away.

«Please, marry me» is all you manage to say, repeating his words as you loose yourself in the taste of him. Taehyung feels his chest burst at the sweet utterance, the kiss had already given him a hint of your answer but hearing it come from your lips it’s fucking moving things inside him and the happiness taking over him is almost platonic as he smiles against you.

«Say it again» he begs, lips never leaving yours as his hands start trailing on your thighs, fingers causing goosebumps to form on your skin. He’s begging, but he can’t help it.

«Please, marry me» you repeat as you fist his hair, only now remembering you’re still holding the fork and letting it carelessly fall on the counter.

«Marry me, please, please.»

«Fuck, you’re going to be my wife.» he groans against you, another wave of happiness rushing through his body as he says the words.

«You’re going to be my wife» he repeats. You desperately nod against his lips finding it too hard to speak. Taehyung smiles and tightens his grip around you even more, long fingers sliding under your - his - hoodie for the second time, caressing your skin with so much passion and love that you feel yourself burn under his touch. The combination of his lips, the words he just said and the pads of his fingers slightly brushing against your skin until they meet your nipples are enough to make you as wet as you’ve ever been.

«I have a ring-» his lips leave yours just to leave a trail of wet desperate kisses against the column of your neck, and you have to hold back a loud moan when he nibs at your skin, you don’t want to wake your daughter.

«Could you give it to me later?» you shudder as you tilt your head back in pleasure.

«Yes, yes- Fuck, you make me so fucking happy jagi, I love you so much I can’t even explain it»

He sucks just under your jaw, the spot he learned over the years you love desperately.

«I love you too. Oh-» you bite down your lip as his fingers tease your already hard nipples, swirling them around and massaging your breasts with those big hands of his.

«Fuck, Tae, you’re gonna make me wake-»

«Shh, than keep it down» he murmurs, his low tone sending shivers directly at your soaked cunt.

«You’re so beautiful, so beautiful jagi»

His hands trail down your stomach until they meet your hips, his lips still attacking your neck until you decide you’ve had enough of the lack of his taste, slightly tugging at the roots of his dark locks to get him to kiss you again. And man- does it always feel better than the previous time, it does every time.

«I’m gonna make you feel good, yeah? You’re gonna come for me» he whispers as his fingers trail the path of your panties until they’re pushing them aside.

«Please» you whimper, eyes closing at the very moment his pads touch your folds, dangerously wet.

«Fuck, I missed your pretty little cunt» he groans, eyes shifting from your face to his fingers moving to your throbbing clit, he can feel it throb under his touch and it fucking makes him pulsate in his boxers.

«You don’t even know how many times I got off thinking about you, I wanted to call you» he’s breathing heavily as he watches his medium and index finger rub at your clit in an increasing pace that only makes you whine. The way you squirm at every movement and close your eyes is enough to make him think he could come without even doing anything.

«Why- why didn’t you call?» you let out breathless. Taehyung shakes his head.

«Fucking timezones» he hisses, adding just a little bit of pressure that has you clenching around nothing. He’s starting to feel uncomfortable sitting on the stool, so he stands up and opens your thighs for him even more, grabbing you by the back of your knees and pulling you closer to the edge of the sit.

«I don’t care about timezone, you know it» you try to hold back a moan as he starts sucking back at your neck, two of his fingers fill you up without giving you time to get used to the feeling, already arching into you and making you bite your lips. You missed his fingers so much that you feel overwhelmed now. All the nights you touched yourself you desperately pictured him over you, putting his skilled fingers to good use. Just the thought had made you come countless of times.

«But I care about you, I’m not going to call you at three in the morning just because I’m painfully hard. I can take care of it» he groans against your skin, earning a strangled moan from you at his words.

«Fuck, Taehyung faster»

His fingers shove even faster into you, lewd sounds of wetness filling the room and making your cheeks heat up as you hide your face on his shoulder.

«How can you fucking look like this? Damn, jagi, it makes me want to make you come endlessly» he hisses, his fingers are hitting all the perfect places, and the way his thumb now begins to rub back at your clit makes your hips jolt. It’s really too much to handle.

«My god, I missed your fingers» you whimper «I fucking missed you, so much»

Taehyung can’t hide his smile as he adornships you. He’s painfully hard, pushing at the cloth of his boxers and wondering how much longer they will resist until they’ll eventually tear apart.

«I swear I’m gonna give you the best blowjob you’ve ever received in your life after this» you whine, his cock twitches desperately at your words, and he groans as he bends his leg and blocks his toe on the lower part of the barstool. He removes his fingers from inside of you earning a whine at the loss, and his hands cup your hips as he tugs you even more towards him, letting you sit on his thigh.

«We have all day for it, now I just want to make you come endlessly. You’re so fucking hot it makes me ache» he groans, digging his fingers in your hips and slightly making you move on his leg, the pressure on your clit makes you feel dizzy and you let your head fall back another time as he bites his lips looking at your face.

«Use me, get off on me. Fucking god»

You place your hands behind his neck, feet now grounding on the floor as Taehyung makes sure to keep you steady with his hands on your hips. Damn, you’re going to be the fucking death of him.

«So fucking wet, you’re ruining my shorts.» he moans, clenched jaw as he watches the way your hips move. One of his hands comes up from your hips just to raise your hoodie and show him your breasts, Taehyung can’t help himself as he tilts his head and nibs at the nipples, leaving wet kisses all over your flesh and collar bones. Your breathing is uneven, the knot in your stomach building up more every second it passes by.

«I’d fuck you all day, you really don’t know what you do to me.» he licks at your neck as he makes his way towards your mouth.

«I’ll fuck you so good, I swear I’m going to take care of you every single day jagi. I’m going to give you everything I can and I’m going to work even harder for what I can’t give you. I love you so fucking much Y/N» his words take a total different way by the second part of his first sentence, but it doesn’t matter. His words are promises that he imprints into your skin like tattoos, the wetness of his saliva is the ink marking you as everywhere as he can get.

«Tae!» you moan in a whisper. Taehyung’s lips come to help you, kissing yours and swallowing your moans as you move even faster and harder on his tight.

«That’s it, come on me babe. Come on my fucking thigh, mess my shorts. Let me see that beautiful face of yours I’ve been thinking of as I jerked off when I was away»

«Damn, fu-» you can’t even proceed to finish your words, you’re already coming undone on his tight, the pleasure rushing through your body in thick waves and leaving your mind foggy and light at the same time, eyes shut close and chest heavily raising as Taehyung nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck and kisses your skin. You let your head fall on his shoulder as you keep your eyes closed, your body still twitching over his as you try to regain your breath back, heart beating at an inhuman speed.

«Are you okay?» his words make you smile.

«I’m really not» you pant. His head immediately leaves his hideout as he tilts it, eyes carefully looking into yours as his body suddenly tenses.

«You can’t come home and expect not to kill me with a proposal and a mind blowing orgasm» you whine. The warning in his eyes drifts away and he feels the tenseness leave his body as he smiles at you and tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear.

«Actually, I was planning on making you come at least another time before I fuck you»

«Is this what this is going to be like?» you ask, a beaming smile on your lips as you peck his lips. His hands caress your skin in sweet, tender motions even though the bulge almost ripping his shorts screams nothing but it now, pushing against the material so much it makes your mouth water.

«I guess so» his forehead touches yours as he locks his arms behind your waist, his breath fans across your face and makes you feel even more warm than you already are.

«You don’t mind it, do you?» he grins.

«You already know the answer» you whisper. Your stomach grumbles just when you’re about to kiss him and Taehyung chuckles as he brings one of his hands in front of your face.

«You hungry?» his words are filthy, tone deepening as you feel the sudden need to feel his fingers inside you once again. His eyes never leave yours as he closes his hand in a fist and only leaves his medium and index fingers out for you.

«You want to eat?» his pads tap at your lips, feeling his cock twitch in his boxers. He’s really so hard it makes him ache, but doesn’t want to do anything else than to please you again. When he was away, he definitely missed it. He missed taking care of you, in every form and way. He missed coming back home to find you freezing on the bed and having to wrap you in his warmth just because the covers weren’t enough. He missed making you feel loved, he missed it as much as he missed your pretty mouth sucking his cock, and the fact that you’re opening your lips for him, eyes never leaving his and tongue coming out to lick at all the length of his fingers makes him loose his shit.

Your taste on his fingers makes you grin, realizing these really are his fingers and not yours anymore. He’s standing here right in front of you and today could perfectly be one of the happiest days in your life.

Taehyung hisses under his breath when you lightly nib his pads just to swirl your tongue around them desperately fast afterwards. His cock never felt more wet with precum than now.

«You missed my tongue, uh?» your voice is breathy and low and it’s making it even harder for him to contain himself. His jaw clenches as you naively blink.

«You missed noona’s tongue? The way I gulp around your sensitive cock when I make you cum?»

Taehyung definitely looses it now. He’s usually the one talking dirty, but when your pretty little mouth speaks to him like this his brain stops working, there’s nothing he can do about it. Your swollen lips leave a wet kiss on his pads before wrapping themselves around his fingers, moving slowly and witnessing the way his cock twitches once more. Truth is, the way he looks at you has you clenching around nothing. His eyes are totally blown with lust, drowning in yours as he does his best to hold his shaky breaths, lips starting to slightly hang agape as a sign of almost giving in and his messy dark locks framing the amazing sight.

«Fuck, yes» he hisses, his fingers start to move in your mouth so fast, hitting the back of your throat.

«Yes?» you stop his movements, hand wrapping around his wrist.

«You missed me doing this?» you leave a soft kiss to his medium finger and at the beginning Taehyung thinks that’s it, not really expecting you to grab at his damn cock and start stroking it through his boxers so quickly he doesn’t even notice you already let his shorts slide down his legs. His reaction his priceless, tilting his head back and letting out a strangled moan that makes you clench so tight that’d definitely make him come if he was inside you.

«Did I make you this hard? Noona makes you this horny?»

He bites his lower lip, the muscle of the leg still under you clenches and makes your mouth water as you hook the fingers of your other hand under the cloth of his waistband.

«You’re boxers are fucking wet. What’s gotten into you today? Does the thought of me marrying you makes you this wet?»

«Fuck, yes. Yes, noona» he gulps as he steadies himself against the kitchen island, strands of hair covering his eyes as you caress his sweet spot on his groin and then tug slightly at the material squeezing his length. You and Taehyung always had a balanced relationship, even in sex. You like to please each other as much as you like to receive and it took you nothing to figure out he loved to call you noona. It makes his cock twitch every time, he can’t help it. He loves it in the same way you love him talking dirty to you as he fucks you, shamelessly and helplessly. The fact that you’re able to switch who’s in charge so effortlessly makes things even more spicy.

«Yes what? Talk to me»

Taehyung finds himself moaning when you finally stop teasing him and suddenly lower his boxers, his long, thick cock hits his lower stomach with a lewd sound and his leg under you leaves his place just to help him be as steady as he can, he’s already feeling drunk because of you.

«Noona, please» his breath his dangerously heavy as he places his hand behind your neck, locking his gaze in yours. The way you lick your lips make him pulsate against your belly and you feel him through the cloth of his big hoodie.

«You’re playing dirty»

«I’m playing dirty?» you smirk, kissing his lips and trailing your fingers on his chest until you meet his nipples through the shirt  he’s wearing. Your lips lower on his neck and nibs at the skin under his ear, Taehyung is trying his best to not be vocal but he’s so fucking hard that by now every single touch of yours makes him want to scream.

«Yes,» he hisses «I wanted to eat you out»

You smirk on his skin. «My turn»

Your hand meets his cock and he holds a breath as the hand that was caressing his skin stops. He’s literally as wet as you’ve ever seen him, with his head dripping precum and making you wince at him.

«You’re making a mess on my floor»

He hisses once again. «It’s our floor, and don’t talk housewife to me now»

Your hand wraps around him with just the slightest of pressure that has Taehyung already begging for you to make him come in his mind.

«You need to get used to it» you whisper in his ear, a smile threatening to break your bold behavior.

Your thumb meets the head of his cock, your boyfriend - fiancé - desperately hides his face in the crook of your neck, nuzzling his nose onto your skin so much it makes your heart flutter. His grip around your neck tightens even more as you caress his head, soft pad collecting his precum and then swirling over his slit. The way his heart his beating and the feelings you’re giving him make him want to die right here and then, and another set of precum makes his way though his slit, making you hold your breath as you take in the sight. Taehyung’s face is still buried in the crook of you neck, he can’t even think of standing straight and holding its weight, he already knows he’s going to fail miserably.

«Noona» his strangled groan is muffled against your skin as you decide to move and caress his frenulum, you know he’s going to loose it, it’s always been his sweet place, it makes him loose his mind. Taehyung’s hips stutter under your touch, his teeth digging in your skin and giving life to a new burning sensation in your body.

«What? What do you want, baby?» you whisper.

«Please, please make me come»

Taehyung doesn’t even consider of holding back his pleads, not even in a million years. And you don’t even consider a “no” as an answer.

He’s begging you, and just the fact of it alone makes you squeeze him tighter in your fist, earning a gasp from his wet lips. If it’s possible his face buries even deeper into your neck, hissing and cursing at the way your “fucking little hand feels around me”, not even able to circle all of his girth. The way he’s holding onto you like you’re his lifeline makes a wave of fondness towards the man rush through your body and brings you to cup his balls, caressing them softly just like he likes.

«Fuck, Y/N» he moans, his hair tickling your skin.

«Do you like it?» your fist speeds up even more as you kiss his shoulder, yours hits his one at every movement, Taehyung feels already like he’s about to burst. All the days, the weeks you spent far away, the only thing that made him come when he jerked off was the thought of you. Your hands, your mouth, your body, your face, your words, your moans; it really doesn’t matter which one it was, cause it was always you. And every time he would make a mess with his white seed he’d always feel empty inside right after, just because when his mind would go back to normality you weren’t going to be there. But now you are, and he feels like nothing else in this damn world could ruin this moment, your presence is enough to make him moan.

«Yes, yes, you’re so- ngh, you’re so good to me» it’s hard to speak in this state. Your fist speeds up even more to the point your wrist hurts, but all you can think about is the man squeezing you and begging you to touch him and make him come. You feel his abs clenching against your hand, the other one now raising up to brush against his sensitive nipples.

«Baby, please»

«What?» you whine, as if you were the one receiving pleasure. Taehyung bits his lips as you speed up even more.

«Fuck- I want to feel your mouth around me» he squirms as he begs. Your hand leaves his girth and he seems to breathe again after an endless apnea.

«On the couch» you whisper, nibbling his earlobe as he manages to finally open his eyes. Your fingers intertwine with his and guide him to the sofa until you both stand in front of it. You lightly push him to get him to sit but Taehyung shakes his head as he brings you with him on the cushions,  wrapping his arms around your waist and digging his fingers in your flesh.

«I still want to eat you out» he smirks as his fingers hook once again under your panties, this time sliding them down and making you gasp. You only understand what he wants when his hands trail up under your hoodie and squeeze your breasts.

«Tae» you whine, already getting up, before you change your position and sit on his face you make sure to remove his shirt, tracing at the golden skin with your fingers. You only tried this once and it made your head spin.

«Fuck, I love your pussy» he groans at the sight as you put yourself comfortable on him. He’s still painfully hard for you, the tip of his cock the same red color of his mouth, swollen and begging to be touched. Taehyung spreads you open with his thumbs, he doesn’t even wait a second to bury his face in you, tongue already swirling around your clit and making you bite your lips hard enough to bleed a little. He’s eating you so good that for a moment you think about waiting to do the same for him, but the thought goes away quickly when you moan out loud and in response his cock twitches under you, another set of precum coming out of his slit.

«Shit, Taehyung, you really missed me» you chuckle between the pleasure he’s giving you, finally lowering to take him in your mouth. Taehyung moans against your entrance, the vibrations immediately causing you to do the same around him, and he lets out another moan. It’s like a circle without an end, and the pleasure builds in both of your bodies so much that it’s making you go out of your minds. The head of his cock hits the back of your throat and you gulp around him knowing this is exactly what it takes for him to loose his shit. And you’re right, Taehyung is already hissing under his breath, bringing his hands under your hips just to wrap them behind your back to make you get even closer to his face. He spits on you, as if you weren’t enough wet for him already, enthralled the way your wetness drips down from your count to your thighs.

«Fuck, do that again» he begs, his tongue  now making his way in your entrance as he sucks your arousal. You fist the air, desperately trying not to moan as you do the same around his girth. The knot in Taehyung’s stomach is about to burst, his balls are tight and he doesn’t remember how to breathe anymore, but he’s determined to make you come with him. So his lips never leave your count, not even when you gulp one more time and one of his hands leave your skin just to fist your hair, bringing you lower and himself even deeper in your throat. You gag around him, his breath fans you as he keeps fucking you with his tongue, alternating your entrance with your clit until you’re squirming for him. Your hands cup his balls one more time and the moment you do it his cock explodes in your mouth, hot white cum filling your mouth as you continue to move around him, his tongue never leaving your clit until you shake on him and come undone as he keeps coming. The pleasure is too much to handle with you both moving against each other to ride your orgasms, you try to swallow as much of his cum as you can, realizing only now he’s really coming like there’s no tomorrow, emptying himself in your mouth. Your legs shake and your second orgasm hits you even harder then your first one with the sight of his abs contracting under you.

«Fuck, fuck, fuck» you hiss as his cum finally seems to stop coming out, a little bit of it slips out of your lips but you don’t care, too much overwhelmed by the lips of your boyfriend still on you.

«Taehyung, god» you whine, the overstimulation makes your hips stutter against his face and he groans against you as he sucks desperately at your clit, his fingers coming again to fill you.

«This is-» you cut yourself off when he slaps at your pussy, making you clench around nothing for another time.

«Fuck, do you think you can come for me once more?» his voice is low and husky, and it adds a new wave of arousal to your throbbing count as he shoves his fingers into you, using his tongue to feverishly assault your clit. The pleasure is already building up in your stomach, so much that you feel already on the edge.

«I love when you cum because of me. Fuck, do I really get to spend the rest of my life with you?»

His words are the last drop that breaks the dam, you come again. Your hands fly behind you just to reach his hair, fisting his roots and tugging at them as he moans against you, the aftershocks of your third climax making you shake on his face as he places wet loving kisses on your thighs and tells you how much he loves you. Your body falls limp on the couch beside him, eyes shut as he sits up and shifts his position to be face to face with you.

Taehyung’s heart doesn’t even know how to think of a world without you, it’d be the death of him. And the realization affects him every time like it’s the first, wether you just came from a mind-blowing orgasm or your tidying up and scolding him for being so messy.

It’s crazy, how the world seems to begin and and end, make sense only when he locks eyes with you, it’s frightening.

«Noona» he scoots closer to you, wrapping you in his hold as you place your head on his chest and your body again on his. You ignore the way his cock is still half hard, poking at your hips.

«Mh?»

Taehyung smiles, kissing at your hair and feeling his heart about to burst, and you don’t even care if he’s coated with your juices from his nose to his chin.

«Can we try to make another baby?»

And again, your world seems to stop, you don’t even know how to feel anymore with this man.

«What?» your face lifts from his chest to peek at him.

«I want another baby» he whispers staring into your eyes. Your lungs stop working as you take in his words. Taehyung wants another baby. He wants another baby.

«Are you being serious?» his hands wrap even tighter around you, moving you on his body until your face is at the same height as his.

«Of course I am» he whispers, his hands now coming to your cheeks to cup them.

«You want another baby?» at this point the hamster in your brain has stopped working too. Taehyung giggles at your stuttered face and nods, eyes never leaving yours.

«Yes, I want another baby. How many times do we have to say it?» he shakes his head, his thumbs caress your skin as his giggles shade in a more thoughtful and brooding expression. His pads move to your lips, collecting the few drops of his cum that you weren’t able to swallow drying on your skin.

«Do you want it?» he asks, already regretting the choice he made when he opened his mouth.

«I don’t want to rush you, I- I can wait as much as you need, I just wanted you to know.» he explains.

It’s like in an hour your life totally changed even though nothing is really new. You and Taehyung already acted like a married couple, having a baby and being distant from each other makes it all even more harder and solemn. You’ve been together for four years now and your baby is already almost one. It’s like you were already official, but hearing him speak like this makes it all more real.

«And with your job?» this is the first question you mange to let out. Taehyung feels his heart sink downer in his chest as the first thing he reads in your expression his concern.

«We’re going to find a way to make it work, we’re doing it now. We’re good at this» he whispers, his fingers brush down your neck.

«I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about it» you admit «I want another baby too, I’m just worried. It’s already hard when she starts crying in the middle of the night and my touch does nothing to calm her down. What’s going to happen with another one? How am I going to handle-»

«I’m sorry. You’re right.» Teahyung cuts you off. Pouted lips and slightly furrowed eyebrows, eyes glassy as he takes a deep breath.

«I just thought-»

«I want another baby, Tae.» you affirm, deeply looking in his eyes. Damn, you’d really love to have another baby.

«We just have to find a better way to face it, because I can’t handle two on my own»

His heart is swollen with the way you’re speaking to him, soft tone and bittersweet smile that he wishes to erase from your face with a kiss.

«You could come with me?» he whispers, eyes full of hope.

«The tour is ending in a month, and you’re not working anyway. We’ll come back home to work on the next album and it will take us a few months-» he stops talking to swallow harshly as he caresses your cheek with his thumb «you- you two can come with me, we can stay all together in the same room while we’re on tour, it’s always so bleak when I come back after a concert and you’re not there»

He’s rumbling as if he thought about it at around one hundred times and it makes you fall in love with him even deeper, the glint in his eyes as he speaks is screaming nothing but fondness.

«We could do the same thing when the baby will arrive. I mean- this is my job and it’s always going to be like this. If you want I can-»

«Tea, stop» you whisper. He suddenly shuts, realizing how much his throat feels dry as he stares at you.

«Do you still want to fuck me?»

Your words leave him totally stuttered, dumbfounded as he furrows his brows and licks his lips.

«What- Why?»

«Do you?» you don’t answer him, but neither did he, even though you already know it. His cock is still half hard, aroused by the way you came on his face for the third time and poking at your lower belly.

His eyes trail back and forth from yours to your lips, wondering what the hell is going on in your mind.

«Weren’t we talking about- Oh»

His mouth falls open and his eyes wide as he stares at you with his chest so swollen by the size of his heart right now that he feels that it could burst out in a moment. The smile growing on your lips leads him to think that maybe he understood what is going on, but he doesn’t want to built his hopes up.

«So?» he swallows hard.

«Yes» he breathes against your face, the answer came as low as a whisper, as if it a secret for just the two of you.

«Then do it bareback»

It takes him a few moments to realize what you had just told him is the same he wanted to hear, almost as if he doesn’t want to believe it because once he does, if you’re joking or he’s just imagining things, he’s going to fall miserably hard to the ground and standing back up will be more than difficult. But he knows you’re not kidding, you would never joke about something like this, and he knows he’s not seeing things when you caress his chest, he’d recognize the truthfulness of your body even in his deeper dreams.

«Are- are you sure?» he doesn’t even care about the way his tone his crackling in the middle of the sentence, dripping with hope and fondness for you. He doesn’t care, he knows he already lost all his boundaries with you, you know him like no one else does.

«I’ve never been more sure than anything else in my entire life» your words are some of the most beautiful he ever heard in his entire life, caressing his mind and his soul and shooting at them so hard that they almost make him feel dazed.

«Oh god, I love you so much» he bursts out in a whisper, the love he feels in this moment is so deep and it’s taking over him so much that all he wants and seems able to do is let it out, no matter in what form. Kisses, promises, sweet nothings, caresses, it doesn’t matter. All his actions are pure love, from the way he looks at you before he finally removes your hoodie to the way he’s already bringing you fully on top of him. His hands trail sweet touches until they reach your breasts, and a second later you’re already tilting your head back, hissing through your breath at the way his fingertips seem to know your body oh so perfectly. Taehyung smirks at the sight, you’re going to be his wife, and the mother of his second baby, he’s going to be a dad again. It doesn’t matter if it will take time to finally swollen your belly again, because he knows it will happen now.

His hand wraps around his girth as he strokes himself a few times, his boner is still growing but the sight of you with your back arched on top of him and your head tilted back for the way he’s touching your breasts, all exposed just for him to see and worship it’s certainly helping him.

«Fuck, I’m sorry it’s taking me a little bit» he whines under you. Taehyung’s cock sometimes does it, being this big it takes him slightly more than the usual male population to get fully hard.

«Don’t worry» you pant over him, his fingers are making you so wet that it’s taking you all of your effort to not rub against him.

«Tell me what you need»

«Fuck, Y/N talk to me»

Shifting your gaze from the ceiling to look at him, you find yourself spiraling in a whirl of panoramas that brings you to the edge of horniness, from the way his jaw is hanging low and his lips are parted, looking at you, to the way he nibs at the swollen flesh of the lower one, to again the way his golden skin shines under the light of the sun coming from the window and makes the sweat on his body even more visible. Taehyung is a work of art, and all you want to do is overpaint him with the transparent painting of your fingertips over him.

«I love you» your hands reaches his pectorals, brushing on his skin until you met his nipples. Taehyung’s hips instantly stutter against you when you lightly tug them between your fingers, he lets his eyes close and you lower more to press your chest against his, wanting to feel more close than ever and already missing his lips. He doesn’t seem to mind, since the very first moment you’re against him he brings his hands behind your neck and tightens the distance between you. He moans in the kiss, still feeling like he’s in a dream with you in his arms, next to be his wife and the mother of his child again. One of his hands trail down your body passing your waist and hips until it reaches between you two and hides through your folds, making you pant and break the kiss just to take a shaky breath. Taehyung opens his eyes to see your expression as you let your forehead rest against his, your lips open in a muted moan as he swirls his medium around your clit and makes your head spin. His cock twitches at the sight, and he feels harder with every second more.

«Please, god- Teahyung- nggh» your low moans are what he needs to fully stand up under you, poking at your hips and making you let out a sigh of relief.

«Please» you hiss.

He doesn’t want you to wait anymore.

The moment he leaves your clit to wrap his hand around his girth you whine at the loss but open your eyes to see him looking down at where his body is about to meet yours, wet pink tongue sliding across his swollen red lip as your forehead are still against each other.

The head of his cock enters your cunt and it’s like the first time. You’re not used to him anymore, not after all of this weeks away from him, your fingers or your vibrator are not even close to the feeling he gives life to in your chest. You’re already clenching around him and Taehyung lets out a strangled moan in response, his girth is so wide he needs to stop to see if you’re okay.

When you nod at him, he lets himself slowly make his way through your walls once again, always making sure to check at your expression.

«Fuck, how are you so tight?»

A little push of your hips is all he gets as an answer, sliding down on him more and making him clench his jaw at the feeling of you around him, squeezing him so fucking tight it’s making him loose his mind. The way his warm hard cock is filling you, pulsating inside you as he tries to control his actions his enough to decide you don’t want to wait anymore. You missed him too much, and all you want to do is make love to him and feel him inside of you. Taehyung finds it hard to soffocate a moan when you surprise him by fully sliding down on him, letting him fill you until your hilt, the stretch makes you whimper and you close your eyes to get used to the feeling as he peeks at you.

«Is this okay?» he whispers, cock buried inside of you and his hands coming at the back of your neck to make you raise your lids and get closer to him, as if him in you wasn’t already enough. In fact, it still isn’t. Taehyung would literally like to become an only person with you if it was possible. He’d melt you in his soul like you already are, and have you inside him for the rest of his life.

«God, I had forgotten how big you are» you scoff.

Taehyung smiles.

«You literally gave me the best blowjob of my life ten minute ago» he laughs, the sound sends shiver through your back.

«You know it’s different»

He licks his lips, his fingers place a strand of your hair behind your ears.

«Do you want me to move?» he whispers pecking the tip of your nose. The action makes your heart beat faster and you nod, Taehyung’s lips brush against yours as you both shift your position, your back now on the cushions as he makes himself comfortable over you. His hips raise from yours until the head of his cock is the only part of him left in you, and with his eyes resting on your face he deeps himself into you again, starting a slow and maddening pace that would send anyone out of his mind. Your heart beats so loud that you can hear it in your ears, he fills you everywhere. Your hear, your soul, your mouth, Taehyung is everywhere and your eyes fill with tears as the pleasure grows deeper and deeper, you realize how very much you missed him. The morning wasn’t bright without him, the dark sky of the night wasn’t shining anymore with its stars. It just didn’t feel right, nothing felt right without him.

«You’re gonna have my baby» his voice is labored as he keeps shoving into you, filling up every single part of your cunt. You feel the veins at the underside of his cock, you feel him throb inside of you and seeing him close his eyes and let out a muted moan only adds more pleasure to yours.

«Faster, please faster Tae» you hiss. Taehyung couldn’t tell you let you down even if he tried, he shove himself harder into you, speeding up his pace and making you whimper from underneath him. His dark locks are beginning to cover his eyes and there’s starting to create a layer of sweat on his forehead and neck, he missed you so much that being inside of you and feeling your walls squeezing him so tight seems surreal. He can’t help but look at you, his eyes scan all over your face as he hits a particular spot that makes you arch your back, his teeth digging holes in his lower lip as he realizes once again he gets to spend the rest of his life with you, he is the one who gets to love you, the one who gets to make you feel loved. Your muffled moans increase frequency with every time he thrusts into you.

«That’s it, right? Fuck, noona, you’re squeezing me so tight»

«You’re so good» you whimper, one of his hand reaches between you two to rub at your clit, the moan you can’t hold back in response sends him over the edge of control and he clasps his hands around your calves before bringing your legs up on his shoulders. The new position gets him to bury himself even more into you, bringing a deeper feeling of feverish horniness and pleasure in your body. Taehyung’s eyes lower from your face to where you connect, the way his cock almost leaves your cunt every time and shoves back into you makes him clench his jaw as thight as your walls around him.

«Fuck, my god- Tae»

«You like it when I fuck you like this? You like feeling my cock bareback inside of you?» he groans. His dirty words make your head spin, his pressure increases on your clit as he seems to bury himself even deeper.

«I’m going to cum inside of you and swell you with my baby, you’re going to look so fucking good»

«Please» you beg. Your pleads set a new fire in his chest as his other hand leaves your leg to rub at your nipple. When you arch your back Taehyung is sure he has never seen someone as hot as you in his entire life. His breath gets stuck in his throat and when your fist wraps around his wrist he looses it again. He watches you bring his fingers to your mouth, sucking at the pads and making him hiss under his breath. When you open your mouth again and he shoves them into you, it doesn’t take you too much to realize what he wants. You hollow your cheeks around him.

«Oh- Fuck, you’re so fucking- god, noona» and if it’s possible, he’s thrusting into you even faster at the sight, building up both of your pleasure and making you clench around him more often than before, every time he lets his head fall back, holding back a moan as his lips part. The view is too much, he looks so wrecked it makes you fell dizzy as you realize you make him feel the same way.

«I’m going to- Tae-» you don’t even know how to speak anymore, he’s fucking you so good you’re shuddering and the knot in your stomach is about to burst for the fourth time as he brings his gaze back into yours.

«Fuck, you’re taking me so good» he groans. You’re squeezing him so tight, Taehyung feels so fucking overwhelmed by the feeling that he lowers over you to kiss at your lips, making you whine and squirm under him even more as your legs stay on his shoulder and the position makes it all even deeper.

«Are you going to come for me? Squeeze my cock in your pretty cunt, noona?» he fans across your face. Those words do the trick, making you writhe as your walls clench so tight that for a moment he’s not able to move anymore. He watches as your body shakes, grabbing your chin in his hand and opening your mouth for him as your eyes try hard to stay open and lock with his, you know how much he loves to see you like this.

«Swallow for me» he hums, low and raspy uneven voice as he keeps fucking into you. He splits in your mouth as you keep clenching around him riding your high, the action makes your legs feel even more jelly than they already are as you close your mouth to do what he ordered. Your legs shake from the overstimulation and Taehyung murmurs a low fuck to his stamina as he understands he has to finish on his own, or at least not inside of you. The thought makes him wince, but he really doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. He comes out of you, his hand already fisting his cock as he looks at how fucked out you look, his eyebrows slightly furrowed by the pleasure and locking eyes with you.

«Please» you whine as his hand hits your legs still on his shoulder.

«Come inside me» your words are all he needs to hear, he speeds up his movements and hisses under his breath, sweat covering his body and glimmering over his golden skin.

«Please, I don’t care, just come back in» you whine. Taehyung’s eyes lock with yours searching for a hint of refuse, but all he finds is the love you feel for him.

«We haven’t had sex for too long, I want you to come inside of me. Please»

And he’s lowering your legs from his shoulders and burying his cock in you once again, making you shudder with over sensitivity as he hits your g-spot again and again and again. Your walls are squeezing him even more than before and he hides his face in the crook of your neck to avoid to moan out loud, your hands come to his locks, massaging his scalp and slightly tugging at the dark roots as the uncomfortableness in your body starts to transform in pleasure once again. It’s so fucking strange how this man fucks into you endlessly and makes you want to come every time again just after a mind blowing orgasm, maybe it’s the way you love him that makes you feel like this, but you really can’t help it.

You tug at his hair one more time as you moan, Taehyung smiles on your skin when he fully realizes that you don’t feel uncomfortable with him inside of you anymore, feeling a little bit more light hearted. He nibs at the column of your neck as you clench around him and he brings his long fingers to your clit another time.

«Fuck, this is going to be your fifth orgasm and I’m not even tired of making you come» he hisses, rubbing harshly at your clit. His shoulder moves desperately on top of you as he keeps moving his fingers, the muscles twitch and make your mouth water. Taehyung is going to be the end of you. He feels himself closer and closer, his balls tightened and his breath hitching so much it makes it even harder to breathe as the pleasure overwhelms him. Your fingers tug more at his strands making him wince for the pain added to the pleasure rushing through his body, his head hovers over yours as you fit your eyes to his. When your gaze shifts from his dark irises to his red swollen lips and you choose to bit the lower one, Taehyung explodes. Hot splatters of cum feel your cunt, his cock twitches inside you and the feeling and the look in his face as he rides his high send you into yours once again.

«You’re gonna have our baby» he whispers as his thrusts become more soft,  wincing at the way you still clench around him. The words are so low that you’re not even sure of how you heard them, but they strike through your mind and center your heart, making you hold onto him in a breathtaking squeeze as he stops moving.

«I love you so much» you breathe, hiding your face in his neck, Taehyung smiles as he fills his heart burning with love. So much. He’s totally whipped for you, there’s no point to deny it, even a blind could see it.

«I love you too,» he pecks your shoulder as he tries to imagine of a world without your presence or your baby, suddenly feeling empty and brood «so, so much»

And you stay like this, in silent and holding onto each other, with his cock into you and your hands caressing at each other oh so softly, whispering sweet nothing into each other years. When you feel both of your juices slipping out of you Taehyung suddenly comes out, his hand reaching out to hold his cum into you.

«This is going to stay in here for a little» he murmurs, hand never leaving your entrance. Your cheeks burn for the action but he simply giggles and places a soft kiss on your nose.

«Keep it safe» he whispers, his other hand grasping at your wrist to bring it to your cunt. He rushes to your bedroom after he wears his boxers, making both sure that your baby isn’t awake and taking a new pair of panties for you.

«Here» he sits back on the couch and helps you put the cloth on, making sure that his cum doesn’t slip out of you during the process and setting your cheeks on fire.

«You make me so happy, noona. I want to make you as happy as you make me feel. Both you and that little scamp in our bedroom, and our new baby, if we’re going to have one. I promise you I’m going to be the best part of me for you» his voice soothes you and lulls you into a heavy sleep, tired from the best morning sex you’ve ever had.

«It sounds like a wedding vow» you scoff at him, but inside of you your heart is throbbing with fondness. Taehyung pouts at your giggle but he can’t hide his smile anymore when you reach out and pinch his hip.

«Did you just spoiled me your vow?» you scuff again. He shakes his head.

«Why are you like this? You could’ve just said you love me and made me smile but you choose to make fun of me. You’re rude, jagi» your hand wraps around his arm and you tug him on you with a beaming smile as he lets out a surprised yelp.

«You’re smiling anyway» you tip at his lips, caressing his dots. Taehyung pouts once again under your touch.

«Why am I still waiting for you to say something sweet?» he scoffs, shaking his head as he watches you smile big and bright.

«Because you’re an helpless romantic,» you whisper «you want me to tell you how much I love you? Fine.» your hands run though his hair, he gives in your touch, fully laying over your body with his head resting on your naked chest. Taking in a deep breath, you try to think of how to explain your love for him, but it really is hard. You find your self sighing as your mind keeps thinking, and when you take in another breath like it’s the only thing that keeps you from giving up, you find yourself smiling at him.

«I love you as much as I need air to live» you whisper. And it’s oh, so true.

[minthysugamon]

Why'd you only call me when you're high? (J.JK x Reader)

Drummer! Jungkook x Manager's daughter! Reader.

Warnings: Mentions of sex,drugs and alcohol. Usage of foul language (like in most of my writings bc i talk like a roadman). Friends with benefits type of relationship. Kinda angsty but also fluffy if you search for the fluff with a magnifying glass.

Word count: 2222 (hehe,angel number go brr)

A/N: I promise,i will try to do some smut but i don't feel comfy enough to write it bc idk...i just cringe when i see my writing. So sorry if it isn't what you guys expect...

3:03 am

Your phone buzzed once again. It was for the 6th time tonight in a row,so even without looking at the device,it was safe to assume that the rockstar your dad managed was probably at some pub,hammered and not even being able to call a cab for himself so he called your number. Like usual. 3:04 am. It rang again. "What? It better be an emergency cause i swear to god if you're calling because you're dru-" his laugh was as intoxicating as the liquor he had sipped on some minutes ago. "Doll,listen...i need a ride...and since your dad is our manager,it would be greatly appreciated if you came for me..." a sigh left your lips as you hang up on him.

But Jungkook didn't stop pestering you. The drummer of V2J was a pain in the ass. As shy and awkward he was in his sober times,his horndog behaviour was equalising if not surpassing his normal behaviour when he was thrashed.

You picked up the call one more time when the familiar ringtone went off. "Hey,why are you so rude,dollface? Don't you know hangin-" your words cut off his as soon as he was trying to do his monologue. "Jungkook. Like how you said it so cleverly,MY DAD is the manager. Not me. Pester him at 3 am if you have some difficulties to go home,not his daughter. Thank you. I have an exam in two days, i have to study tomorrow. Or today because at this point of the night i can't say tomorrow,so let me get the 2 hours of sleep i could still get tonight if i go to sleep in less than 10 minutes.. Leave me alone. Call Taehyung or something,i don't care. Now please don't call me again. Thanks." Then the tune of the "Hang Up" option resonated in your room once again.

Truth be told, if it would've been the first time he calls you and asks you for help at 3 in the morning,you would've helped his dumbass out,but it wasn't the case. Whenever Jungkook had some nightly problems, you were the first target in his contact list. It wasn't the first time he called you to pick him up from somewhere or to let him stay at your place for the night because he lost his keys to his appartment after a wild escapade with his bandmates to the nearest club. And it never ended with him only sleeping on your couch. It usually started at the front door and ended with him sleeping an arm around you after fucking your brains out. If he had been serious about this whole weird relationship you had, it would've been official for more than a year now,but he has to keep his rockstar persona intact. So of course,you were nothing more than the daughter of his manager who was good enough to be fucked when he was drunk or high.

At 3:36,someone rang at the interphone of your home. When you got up from your bed with a huff,you were already seeing the tatted up boy's smirk on the camera in a mental image. And you weren't wrong. His smirk was present as soon as the little screen had lit up with his face so close to it,you though he was a toddler seeing an interphone for the first time in his life. "You really came here at 3 and a half? Jeon,for fucks sake. If i get down there,i'mma beat some sense into you,so you better start running now." He simply laughed,a noise of exasperation leaving his throat. "Aw...come on (Y/n)...let me in,i lost my keys..."

You pushed on the key button,you let him in again. At this point it was exthausing because you knew what this meant. And even if you wanted to deny it,your brain wanted this to stop,but your heart was yearning for him. "I swear to god Jungkook,if you come here again at 3 am,i will stick a pipe up your ass." You unlocked the door for him and let him enter your home.

Fatal mistake because he didn't even answer,he simply pushed you against the wall and looked into your eyes,foreheads touching. "And why would you do that sweetheart? Hm? I thought you liked when i come here...for you." You can't deny it,you fell for him over the months,you fell for this idiot who liked banana milk more than anything else,who drank whisky with more cola than he should because he hated alcohol but wanted to keep his bad boy persona. But the smell of a woman on him made your heart sink. "Jungkook,please...just go and take of your shoes,i will bring you a blanket and a pillow so you can sleep on the couch."

He took your words in a hurtful way,his expression changed from flirty to genuinely hurt. "So...we aren't sleeping together like always?" You scoffed and got out of his grip. "I don't even know why i let you in. If you wanted to get your dick sucked again,you could've called one of your groupies." You disappeared in your room to search for a blanket and pillow,not that you deemed him deserving of such comfort,but he was also keen to be shivering at night without a blanket so it would be better for him to get some warmth during the dark hours. With a shaky breath,you went back to the living room and placed the pillow and comforter on the couch. "(Y/n)...what's the matter?" No answer. You didn't want to answer his question,he wasn't worthy for an answer,but his insistance was made clear when he took your hand into his and brought you closer to him. "Please...(Y/n)...answer me,i'm getting worried at this point,what's the matter?" Inhaling some fresh oxygen as the lump in your throat was only getting tighter,it finally dawned on you. You were in love with him. "Why'd you only call me when you're high?" The tears started to sting in your eyes,the drummer looked at you with a questioning expression. "High? What do you mean?" "Why'd you only call me and come here when your high?" After repeating your previous question,your voice cracked and all tears were let to flow down on your cheeks. "What? (Y/n) i really don't understand what you're talking about." "Why are you only showing interest in me when you're drunk and need to empty your balls. Is it more clear like that?" Jungkook's heart cracked at the sight of you crying because of him. He didn't want you to fall for him,not when he's at the peak of his career,but it would be a lie to say he didn't feel something for you.

"(Y/n)...come on,you know i can't be with someone. I thought that we both made this clear." His tattoed arms were still securely wrapped around you,stroking your back in the hopes of the action giving you some comfort,but as soon as you looked up to him with teary eyes,he couldn't help but let his waterworks flow too. Truth be told,Jungkook hated to see you sad,as awkward as the situation was right now,he hated seeing the one he fell for sad. "No,you made it clear for yourself. You're always acting nice with me,always closing any distance we had between us...no matter how hard i try to stay away from you,you suffocate me...if it was with hatred,it would be better,but it isn't. You're always here to fuck me up then rebuild me once you're sober. I fucking hate you for making me fall for you but i hate myself more for letting myself fall for you."

Your words were stinging. Even poisonous to his ears. Did you really hate him? And as much as it hurt him,it hurt you the same. You never really saw someone else in the hopes of being his one day,you won't blame it on him because you were the one in control of your own life,but every step you declined from someone else was to aliment the hope of being his one day. "I'm sorry...(Y/n)...i...i know you like me...but it won't work out. I do see you as more than just a friend with benefits,i do like you too...but...i can't be with you when i don't even know what tomorrow is made of." You tried to get out of his grip,but it only tightened and he brought your chin up with two fingers. "Listen,don't think i don't like you...if i didn't..you wouldn't be the first one i call to help me,fuck,i know i sound like an asshole for saying this but i do like you...i just..." he was getting ridiculous at this point and he knew it. "You just what? You don't want to miss out on someone else. I get it. You want your target list to be finished then crawl back to me when you're done."  "(Y/n) it's not like tha-" you finally got out of his grip. "No. Don't say anything. I get it. But i won't be a second choice to anyone. Let alone you. Good night." You quickly wiped your tears away and went to your room,closing the door behind yourself,leaving Jungkook alone,in the dark living room.

He was tossing and turning for more than an hour now. You could hear it from your room how he was walking up and down the hall. 'I really fucked up.' he thought to himself and he wasn't wrong. You were probably the only person who would really go to hell and back for him and you were the only person he would do the same for. Then why was he acting like an asshole towards you now? Now that he was sure of your feelings,why did he have to break everything he tried to build? It couldn't end like that.

He softly knocked on your door,even if you told him to go away,he opened the door and lied down next to you,taking your body in his arms,nuzzling his face into the skin of your neck. "I'm sorry..." his soft lips placed a kiss on your neck and hands grabbed yours. "Sorry for what? For at least telling me the truth?" "(Y/n)...it's not like that...i just don't want to fuck things up. I prefer to fuck it up now than once we're together. I...i do love you...i heard the bells and the fireworks as soon as i saw you...but i don't want to fuck this up. Simply because i know how fans are,how groupies are. I prefer you seeing my fuckboy image than the real me,as much as i hate it though." You turned around,facing him,still in his clutch. "Well too late dumbass,i fell for the awkward and nice you,the one i see during studio hours,during practice,not this...whole flirty fuckboy persona that i get to see at every thursday at 3 am." He inhaled then kissed your forehead,bringing you closer to him. "It's too late for me to ask you to be my girlfriend...right? I don't want things to end...and,if the only way for me to stay with you is to put that image aside,i'm willing to do it."  You sighed. He was still in the wrong. You didn't want him to change for you,but for him. To be himself again. "Jungkook,you don't understand...i want you to be you. I don't want you to rush into things because you don't want to lose me. Plus,you might not like a relationship,so if you don't want one right now,then leave me alone and don't make me fall for you more."

He shut you up before you could go on your monologue with a kiss. Not a rushed one like usually. But a soft one. One that tasted like cigarettes,monster,alcohol and love. "I love you...and starting a relationship now...or in 5 years...it won't change shit...no matter what i think now. I...after thinking about it...what you said...you're right. If i don't jump in right now...what will it change in 2 or 5 years? Nothing...i will still be the same if i don't change now." His frown turned into a small smile when he felt your nose in his neck,a light peck on his skin and your hands on his back. "So...you really want to start something with me...out of love and not out of pity?" He smacked the back of your head,out of habit but also out of outrage,he didn't want you to think he was doing this out of pity. "You dumbass,i want to be with you. I really want to. Out of love. Not because i pity you. You are probably the only person who would accept my headassery...and i love you. So please...don't ever think i would do this brcause of pity." You simply laughed,still sniffing a little bit and cupped his cheeks. "Good,because...i love you too." He kissed you first,again. Now with more passion though. His hands roaming around your back and ribcage,then on your waist,he couldn't help but pull you closer,until it couldn't be done anymore. "I know you do...now...shouldn't we sleep..? Because it's half past five...and you have to wake up at 10 so you can study..." You kissed his neck once more then placed your head on his chest. "It's already almost 6..might as well watch some cartoons and eat breakfast,no?" Jungkook's face lit up like a child's at the candy store. "Now i know why i heard the bells and the fireworks when i saw you."

I hope you guys enjoyed this,i kinda made it longer than most of my writings,but i still hope it's okay!

My requests are always open,so please,if you have something to request,i am more than happy to do it!

[sevendeadlymorons]

Only glancing up for a split second he caught you looking at him from across the table, hurrying to gulp down the substance before the two of you could lock eyes. Peeking behind the floral centerpiece, you watched as he drank glass after glass of Demonus, by the time dinner was served he’d had at least 4 glasses. As many times you sat at this dinner table, not once have you seen him drink this much.

And you weren’t the only one that noticed...

Lucifer had also noticed this, growing just as concerned. He placed a hand on Leviathan's shoulder as he caught him reaching for the bottle for the 6th time that night.

“Is there something wrong my dear brother?” he inquired

Levi just looked at him, not even knowing how to respond to the question.

How was he to tell his elder brother that he had fallen in love with the human exchange that just so happened to be leaving his arms tomorrow morning

“I think you’ve had enough demonus for tonight, if you want we can talk later" Lucifer tells him.

“No, just one more” Leviathan said to himself

He tried so desperately to break the bottle free from the eldest brother's grasp, only his hold was strong.

Lucifer did not want to make a scene here, especially in front of Diavolo

“I don’t think you want to defy my orders Leviathan, now let go before you embarrass me in front of Diavolo”

Levi’s grip tightened around the neck of the bottle, trying to pry his brother’s fingers off of the bottle, but with no luck. Letting it slip from his fingers, falling into Lucifer’s hand. It took him all the strength he had to hold back his demon form, and quarreling with his older brother

You cunningly watched everything that happened from across the table, peeking out the corner of your eye as you chatted with Simeon about his gift.

Part of you wanted to cry, assuming that you were the one that caused the whole problem. Asking in your mind “is it something I did or said to him?”

Though you worked to keep your spirits up, at least until later on in the evening.

The effects of the demonus deepend, by now his problem was far away from his mind, but so was the confidence he had been hoping to obtain from this.

The evening dreaded on, and by the time dinner was over you found Leviathan rushing off to his room.

You quietly slip away from the group, going up to your own now empty room. Shutting the door and carefully taking a seat on the side of the bed.

- I'mma probably edit this section later on tonight or in the morning :D

I cannot wait for this. My heartttt, bro 😭

[foolscapper]

Spn prompt! I have a HUGE love of incoherent/delirious Sam and panicking/worried Dean, whether it's head injury, curse, blood loss, or dangerously high fever 👉👈

Your wish is my command! It ended up... longer than anticipated... but here you are! Unbeta’d, we die like men. This is weechesters and involves a kid being hurt, so if that’s something that’d bother anyone, feel free to skip over this!

(Posted to Archiveofourown as well.)

Sylvester Sharpe turned from the beat up Ford truck he'd parked on the corner of A Street and Cotton Circle after a voice coolly demanded his attention. The boy  that met his critical stare was about half his age — youthful, maybe somewhere between sixteen or eighteen: dirty-blonde hair; strange old necklace; a charcoal black Led Zeppelin T-shirt, darker with sweat around a neckline littered with holes that implied he really loved that goddam shirt. Sylvester furrowed his brow, put out his cigarette on the lip of a truck bed full of trash and beer bottles and stolen shit he'd been selling to good buddies who know a thing or two about loose lips getting busted, and squinted at the boy like he were pea-sized.

"What?" Sylvester said, the clipped sound one of impatience.

"I said," the freckled boy replied back, terse, "Do they call you 'Sly' around here?"

Sylvester snorted, loose-limbed and careless and ready to move on to the nearest liquor store to get a new pack of Marlboros. He turned toward his open truck door to move along. He said, "Yeah, I'm Sly."

The kid lunged, and they were on ground in a few seconds flat. 

An old man in an ivy cap walking his dog watched as the teenager started to beat the ever-loving shit out of him.

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You don't mess around when it comes to concussions. Concussions are traumatic brain injuries — sometimes it doesn't feel like that, because you think "oh, well, they just shook some screws loose; they just have some stars circling around their head, and they'll be fine in a few hours". But real life ain't cartoons. 

If there's one thing you could give their old man credit for, it was that he never undervalued a trip to the ER when it came to the safekeeping of his son's brains. Dean had a concussion before, himself. Just before he turned fifteen; got thrown into a wall by a ghost before returning back to their hotel room and vomiting his guts out in a toilet not even worth pissing in. Sam had been about eleven, casting the kindest and most worried shadow over the hunch of Dean's back, rubbing his shoulders and nervously parroting Dad about how he absolutely shouldn't go to sleep, no matter how much he slurred he wanted to.

Dad looked up the nearest ER and drove him down. 

The nurses had to stand there with their mouths in a thin, concerned line while Dean rambled on and on about how he'd caught a Chupacabra in a giant net once in Texas and ganked a vampire last week in Pasadena. And, of course, Dean also asked where Sam was — over and over and over and over — until Sam had to lean forward in his waiting room chair and wave at him, a constant reminder that he hasn't been left behind anywhere. Sam had tired lines around his mouth, then, and worry in his eyes that had been overcast with exhaustion. That's one of the few things Dean could remember about that night. Just thinking, 'Man, Sammy, why you look so tired?'

If he hadn't been so fucking concussed, the answer'd be obvious.

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Stuck in some half-dead town in Nevada in the summer of '95, Dean was more than a little restless; Dad had left them to go wipe a vampire nest a few small towns south, and apparently Dean hadn't been "big britches" enough to handle a hunt of that scope yet. Which was total horseshit, because he was sixteen; he could outdrink any old chump at the bar and he'd gotten a kill list so long that it rivaled a suburban mom's grocery list. 

They settled into an apartment with no furniture save for a two-seated couch and some mattresses — and exactly two months worth of rent covered with no plans to renew — but at least it also had a television with a few channels, too. Sweating from the heat, he traded the urge to hunt with the privilege of kicking up his feet and watching The People's Court. School had ended an hour or so before, but Sammy'd stayed behind for some extracurricular club he'd been practically vibrating to join, and Dean had no plans to shoot it down while Dad wasn't around to comment on it.

There was a small struggle at the front door to unlock it, and Dean listened with a quirked eyebrow.

"You forget how human hands work, Stuart Little?"

The door creaked open a fraction in response, and then stayed that way for a moment. Through the sliver of open air, Dean heard a small sob that made his stomach fall through the couch, and as he swung himself up onto his feet Sam walked through the door and nearly right into him — it was easy to see why, because his right eye was completely swollen shut, purpled and shiny. Dry blood clung under his nose and matted one side of his head, and he swayed on his feet when Dean's hands jolted out to grab his shoulders.  The kid's backpack was nowhere to be seen. Probably dropped and abandoned.

"Sam. Sammy." His hand reached to touch, and he found the bloody, clumped hair hid a lump the size of a golf ball, split and oozing. The kid shuddered with pain, and tears continued to leak down one side of his face. The fear mutates and splits off, leaving a new, fresh wave of emotion: fury. This isn't a monster. These aren't claw marks or some bruise caused by a furious ghost. Some punk-ass kids must have jumped him at the school and left him like this. And his brother walked all the way back here like that. He would even bet they aren't Sam's age. Sam wouldn't have let them do this without a hell of a fight.

He could barely stop the snarl of his lips, the cold calmness. "... Sam, who did this?"

"I don't..." Sam licked his lips, looking around like he wasn't sure where he was. Garbled words took time to form with a tied tongue. Dean could bet if he peeled the other eye open, the pupils would be mismatched in size. "I don't remember. I'm... I don't know. Dean."

The fury had to wait. He moved to walk Sam to the couch, planted him there and squeezed his brother's shoulder; another cold wave of outrage washed over him when Sam winced in pain, like something was hurt there, too. "It's okay. It's okay, little brother, just don't move. I'm going to clean you up, and we're gonna — get you to the urgent care. You hear me? It'll only take a minute."

He got the first aid from the bare kitchen cabinet, dug around for all the things he'd been familiar grabbing any time Dad had gotten his bell rang. He fumbled with the supplies with all the grace Sam had opening the front door. Uttered a sorry before he carefully pressed the gel icepack to Sam's eye. The other eye locked onto him, red and wet, glazed with delirium.

"Dean," Sam wept, and Dean had to focus hard to make out what he was saying: "Dean, I think I'm dead... I tried to find help, but nobody — nobody stopped... I think they can't see me. I think I'm a ghost."

Jesus. Yeah, the kid was concussed. Bad.

"No way. Not my little brother. Never gonna let that happen." His smile was strained as he grabbed Sam's wrist and raised the hand to the boy's own face. "Ghosts aren't big on crying, right? The salt would burn like a bitch."

"Dean..." 

"Yeah?"

"My ears're weird... Sounds weird," he admitted weakly, like he'd done something wrong. 

"It's okay, dude. You're concussed."

"... Oh." Sam sat for a moment. Looked around the small, unlived space. The People's Court was moving into a commercial. "Dean... Don' tell Dad. Don't tellem I messed up."

Dean pressed a palm to Sam's chest, his thumb gently rubbing the hill of his collarbone to soothe him. Usually about now they'd be wrestling over some stupid fight, or he'd be getting him into a headlock to test his reflexes, or Sam'd be throwing pencils at him for interrupting his train of thought at the kitchen table.

"You didn't mess anything up. I promise." It was a Herculean effort to keep his hands soft and caring, because all they wanted to do now was rip someone to pieces. He was gonna. As soon as Sam was good, he was gonna split his knuckles knocking someone's teeth out. He was gonna paint the dirt with it. Gonna blacken both eyes and bleed both nostrils and break a few things in someone's body.

... But only after making sure Sammy'd be alright.

Sam was missing a backpack and about forty bucks in money he'd earned from mowing lawns for the balding, dorky librarian living across the street. That same librarian ushered the boys into the back seat of her Sedan and made a beeline for the nearest ER. With Sam leaning against him, his knobby elbow jutting into his ribs, Dean answered a question nervously asked from the driver's seat.

"I don't know who did it. But I'm real good at hunting down whatever I got to."

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There was a gratifying sound of Sylvester's skull hitting the side of his own truck after Dean threw him into it headlong. Storming forward, he doesn't hesitate to pick Sly back up by his flannel jacket to do it all over again. "Taking from the grown-ups not good enough for you?! You think you can fucking steal from kids, huh?! Think you can beat up some kid a third your size, huh?! You fuck—"

Wheezing, Sylvester tried to drag himself up into the driver's seat of his truck, a feeble effort to escape his punishments. A small crowd from a barbershop across the street formed, but kept their distance — older ladies mostly who knew better than to put their hands between a dog fight. Dean ignored them to grab Sylvester by the front of his collar and hoist him a foot up from the seat he'd slumped on. Their faces were inches apart, so that he could look into hazel eyes seeing red. "If I ever see you again, I'mma kill you. Do you understand? Do I make myself clear? I'll sleep like a baby after."

Sylvester didn't reply, but he did moan in pain, and Dean considered that an answer. He dropped him and stepped over his heaving chest with dust-stained boots to retrieve a backpack out of the truck bed. Then he reached into the man's jean pocket with swelling knuckles, digging more than forty dollars out of the billfold he finds there and shoving the wad into his own pocket. Then he chucked the rest of the wallet across the unleased dirt field. 

"Go fuck yourself," Dean said finally, and left just as he'd come.

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Dean and Sam could barely fit on the apartment's couch together, legs crammed together under a quilted blanket while the television had cast an ever-changing glow over them. Sam's face was still a mess of Dean's least favorite colors, but now he could see both of his eyes, and that helped loosen the knot in his stomach. John had been called from the ER, told the story from front to back, and he filled the teenager with grim vindication when he complimented Dean's recent successful hunt. 

The verdict: a 24-hour observation in the hospital, during which John Winchester strode in to keep vigilant watch over Dean as he kept vigilant watch over Sam; he hadn't stopped watching him since they'd gotten home after, either. Dean could hear his father's snores through the door into the one bedroom. Who knows when the last time Dad slept had been; he'd come straight back from the end of the destroyed vamp nest, no pitstops. 

"... Dean?" Sam asked after him, wearily. If he had a nickel for every time the boy said it today, he'd be a millionaire. But there was an awareness in Sam's eyes this time that had been frighteningly missing earlier, as he stared at him from across the short couch. In the ER, it had taken a lot of coaxing and promising that Sam wasn't as dead as he'd thought he was, and now Dean was very confident he finally believed it a day late and a dollar short.

"Yeah?" 

"Your hands."

He glanced down at the bruised, scraped up knuckles, and just shook his head at the sight of Sam's apprehension; he hadn't told Sam exactly what happened, but his brother was smart. Smarter than most people who came and went in their lives. Smarter than Dean had ever felt he could be. He sighed as he flexed his hands. "Don't worry. I'm not going to jail for murder or anything. Just... rest, okay?"

Sam's chin sunk into the blanket. Not appeased, but relenting. 

The battered kid mumbled, "You're the one who looks tired," then he smiled in that way that made Dean regret his bleeding heart. Dean's mouth opened for a moment, then closed. He played it off as best he could, but the rough emotion in the way he glanced aside and rubbed a hand down his mouth  was hardly subliminal. "Yeah, well. Sometimes worrying too much is exhausting, dude."

Sam bit his lip. "I'll try not to worry you as much, then."

Dean reached out, patted the bony knee near his.

"... I might have to hold you to that."

But really? He would never.

[blueberrylemontea-fanfic]

Pretty Boy

Steve x Billy

SMUT (oral, male x male)

When Billy's dad beats him up real bad, Billy has nowhere left to go. Eventually he decides to go over to Steve's, who takes care of more than his bruises.

Steve was home alone, again. He wasn't expecting anyone, so when he heard a car pull up to his driveway he got up to the window to check it out.

He groaned when he saw that it was the familiar camaro. He made his way out the door just when Billy was making his way out of his car.

"What do you want, Hargrove?"

He sighed, but then the blond turned around. Steve couldn't help but let out a gasp when he saw Billy's beat in face, he looked like hell.

He also looked a lot less confident than ususal, Steve thought he looked almost... scared?

"Holy shit, what happened to you?"

Steve rushed over to him and reached up a hand to touch the bruise on Billy's eye socket, but before he could, Billy grabbed his wrist. He was trembling and Steve could see the tears starting to form in his eyes.

"Come on inside"

Steve whispered and started walking back to his house. Billy followed, still holding on to Steve's wrist.

Steve walked right up to the bathroom and sat Billy down on the edge of the bathtub. He got out his first aid kit and poured some rubbing alcohol on a cotton wad.

"I'mma clean this, okay?"

Steve muttered, but he got no response. He started cleaning the cut above his eye, a little awkwardly, and then the one on his cheek, and the one on his lip, the one in his neck, the ones on his hands...

"Shit man, someone seriously messed you up, huh?"

Billy looked up at him slowly, the tears threatening to spill out of his eyes at any moment.

"My dad"

he whispered, just barely audible.

"What?" Steve looked absolute horrified. "You're dad did this to you?"

Billy nodded, he could feel his chest tightening. He was terrified of telling Steve this. He'd never told anybody and now here he was, spilling his biggest darkest secret to fucking King Steve. And to make matters a lot worse, he was about to cry.

"That piece of shit!" Steve hissed. He ran his hand through his hair in that angry way he always did when he was frustrated.

He was about to say some nasty shit about Billy's dad but then he saw the tears starting to slip from the wounded boy.

"Hey hey hey, it's okay" he said quickly, dropping to his knees and wiping the tears away. He was surprised when Billy leant into his touch.

"'S gonna be okay, Hargrove."

Billy closed his eyes and lightly placed his hand over Steve's. Steve's breath hitched.

Steve knew that it was probably wrong, but he felt sparks every time he looked at the curly haired boy in front of him. He was gorgeous, just absolutely gorgeous... Even with his swollen and bloody face.

Being this close to him clouded Steve's judgment. The feeling of his warm hand on his, the smell of his cigarettes and cologne...

Before Steve realized what he was doing he'd pressed his lips to Billy's swollen ones.

It was only a quick peck before he was being pushed back roughly.

Billy had a tight hold on his shoulders as he looked at him, open mouth and blue eyes as big as his mother's china plates.

Steve thought for sure Billy was gonna punch his lights out, but nothing happened. Steve looked at the blue-eyed boy closely and saw that he looked even more terrified than when he had arrived at his place.

Slowly, Steve reached his hand to the boy's cheek again. Billy flinched, but he didn't retract.

"What are you doing?" He asked hoarsely, his voice catching in his throat.

Steve chuckled softly "Wasn't it obvious?"

Billy shot him a look that made it clear to Steve that now was not the time for joking.

"I uh... I don't really know what I'm doing" Steve smiled awkwardly "Just that I wanted to"

"Really?" Billy looked at him suspiciously, like he couldn't believe that this was real.

"Wouldn't have done it otherwise" Steve shrugged simply.

Billy looked like he wanted to say something, but Steve could tell that he was choking.

"Still want to" he added, so that Billy didn't have to come out and say it.

Billy swallowed harshly before he whispered

"Okay."

Steve thought for sure that he was dreaming, but he dove at the chance anyway.

He crashed his lips to Billy's, but immediately decreased the pressure when he heard Billy hiss, he'd forgotten about the busted lip.

Softer this time, Steve pressed his lips on Billy's, moving them slowly. He could taste the stale cigarette smoke on his lips and he had never liked the taste of cigarettes more. Billy slowly moved his lips in sync with Steve's.

They kept up the slow pace for a while, still figuring this out, both still feeling insecure. Steve traced his thumb over Billy's cheek before running his fingers through his blond curls.

He ran his tongue over the cut on Billy's lip, making Billy gasp faintly. Steve took the opportunity to slip his tongue into Billy's mouth. He could feel Billy tensing under his touch for just a second before he kissed him back.

The kiss was soft but passionate, as both guys were getting used to the new sensation.

When Billy tugged on the back of Steve's locks, the brunet let out a loud groan and pulled away panting.

"Shit, Hargrove" he whispered.

He looked at Billy intently, his eyes blown with lust.

"Tell me to stop, okay?"

He said before slowly snaking his hands down to Billy's belt buckle.

He undid it while cupping Billy's length through his pants, earning a gasp from him.

"Harrington, wait" Billy took hold of Steve's wrist again.

"Y-you don't have to do this" he said softly.

Steve smiled back at those gorgeous ocean blue eyes and whispered "I know, but I want to." He pulled Billy down for another quick peck "I want to do this for you."

Billy bit his lip and nodded his head almost undetectably.

Steve's face split into a giant doofy smile before he reached his hand down into Billy's boxers and wrapped his hand around his cock, giving it a few slow strokes. He pushed the blond's pants and boxers down a little, letting his erection spring free.

Steve wrapped his hand around him and started stroking at a steady pace. He noticed that Billy was biting his lip, trying to stifle the moans Steve was pulling from him.

"Don't go holding back on my account, now" Steve smirked smugly before swiftly running his tongue along Billy's length.

His cocky grin only got wider when Billy groaned rather loudly and muttered "Fucking hell, Steve" under his breath.

Steve had never heard his name sound so good. Steve moved his head back down on him, swirling his tongue around Billy's head. He started bobbing his head up and down, wrenching the most delicious noises he'd ever heard out of Billy.

He wrapped his hand around the base of Billy's dick, stroking the part of him that he couldn't fit into his mouth. Billy tangled his hands into Steve's hair, tugging on his locks roughly.

Steve looked up, locking eyes with Billy, while still moving his head down on him.

"Holy shit" Billy moaned before throwing his head back, the sight of Steve's gorgeous eyes on his while he was taking down his cock was too much to handle.

Steve released him with a pop, still using his hand to stroke him.

"What's the matter, pretty boy?"

He quipped smugly before sinking his mouth back down on him.

Billy let out a strangled chuckle at the pet name and looked down at Steve darkly.

"What's the matter is that I've never had anyone so pretty take my dick so damn well, Harrington."

Steve swore he could have choked on Billy's cock right then, his filthy mouth nearly giving him a heart attack.

He looked up at Billy again, meeting his dark, lust-blown eyes. Billy wasn't looking away this time, relishing in the deer-in-headlights look Steve was giving him.

Billy cupped his cheek and his touch was softer than Steve had ever imagined Billy could be capable of, but the look in his eyes still made him shiver. There was nothing soft about that, that look had that hint of wolfishness in it that was innate in Billy. That look warned Steve that whatever it was Billy was planning on doing, it may well be the death of him.

The soft touch of Billy's fingers moved over his cheek, his neck, through his hair, until finally it settled on the nape of his neck, playing with his hair. Steve couldn't surpress a moan at the soft sensation, sending vibrations straight to Billy's dick.

"You like that, pretty boy?" Billy licked his lips. "Like it when I'm soft with you? Like it when I reward you for doing such a fucking great job?"

Steve didn't know what was happening, he usually wasn't all that fond of talking in the bedroom. He never would have imagined that hearing Billy's low, gravelly voice praising him like that could turn him on that badly. He felt like he was on cloud nine and he was never coming down, but then he felt Billy's grip on his neck tighten.

"I asked you a question, sweetheart."

Steve nodded to the best of his abilities, not even wanting to let go of Billy long enough to answer. He had never wanted to please anyone so badly in his life. He couldn't wait to make Billy cum, to make him feel good, to have him tell Steve that he did good.

He could feel that Billy was getting close, could feel the tension building with every stroke, every lick.

"That's right, pretty boy, you're doing so well. Got me so goddamn close, fuck, gonna cum real soon" Billy grumbled between moans.

Steve picked up his pace even more, going down on Billy like his life depended on it. Billy's hands were tangled in his hair again and his breathing was getting shallow.

Steve only slowed his pace when he felt the familiar pulsation beneath him as Billy reached his orgasm.

"Oh fuck" he moaned loudly, sounding almost obscene.

Steve was still slowly bobbing his head when the warm liquid spilled into his mouth, he swallowed around Billy's cock, making Billy wince slightly. With a few last lazy strokes he pumped the excess liquid into his mouth before finally removing his mouth with a soft pop.

Billy was sat there, panting in post-orgasmic bliss, looking down at Steve with those magnificent blue eyes as he whispered "Shit, Steve, that was so good. You did so well, pretty boy."

Steve could feel his stomach flutter furiously, if he wasn't careful that guy really was going to be the death of him.

Steve scrambled to his feet before plopping down next to Billy on the edge of the tub. He snuggled close to Billy's side, feeling more content than he had in a long time.

It wasn't until he heard Billy whisper his name that he noticed how fast his heart was beating.

He looked up at Billy, who was... blushing? Could that be right?

"What...? What just happened here?" Billy's voice was soft and almost delicate, he sounded more insecure than Steve had ever heard him.

Steve shot back a coy smile "Didn't think I'd have to explain that to you"

"Steve" Billy's voice hitched at the back of his throat, trailing off softly. "I like you, fuck I thought I just made it very clear how much I like you. And, like, I don't wanna freak you out or anything, but I don't want this to be just like a one time thing or whatever"

He could see the confused look etched on Billy's face.

"What's the matter?"

"You actually like me?"

Steve let out a chuckle. "Asked myself that a couple of times too, you're kind of an ass, y'know? But I couldn't help it, I actually, really like you"

"Sorry f'r being such an ass all the time. I, uhm, I like you too."

He really was blushing, Steve thought he looked absolutely adorable. Steve looked into his eyes deeply and saw that they looked softer than he had ever seen them before.

He ran his fingers through Billy's blond curls softly before he slowly pressed his lips to Billy's again. The kiss was soft, but more secure this time, more intimate.

After a few moments Steve pulled back enough to rest his forehead against Billy's. "You could stay here tonight if you want to" Billy smiled and nodded gratefully.

"C'mon" Steve grabbed his hand and pulled him to his bed. They climbed under the covers together and cuddled up to each other. It didn't take long for Billy to drift to sleep.

Steve knew that dating Billy was not going to be easy, but as he lay there, watching him sleep and looking so incredibly peaceful, he knew that it would damn well be worth it.

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Mini Fanfic #532: Mario and Friends React to Them Acting Crazy in Strikers Charged (SSBU)

Mario

Mario: (Starts Growling in Anger..... Only to Calm Himself Down by Taking a Few Deep Breaths on Screen)

Samus: (Turns to Mario) You seem to calmed yourself down pretty quickly there.

Fox: Yeah. To be honest, I was kind of expecting you get a bit more mad there, Mario.

Mario: (Chuckles Lightly While Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) Well, you see, Peach was the one who actually taught me to deep breaths exercises. Especially in sports games.

Samus: (Genuinely Surprised) Really?

Peach: (Smiles Brightly) That's right! I wanna make sure my handsome knight in shining armor doesn't get himself stressed out too easily.

Mario: (Smiles Brightly) I was meaning to thank you for that, Peach. I really think this exercise is working pretty good so far.

Peach: (Hugs Mario's Arm with an Heartwarming Smile) You don't need to thank me for that, dear~ You know full well that your health and happiness are the two things that are most important to me, right?~

Mario: (Kiss the top of Peach's Forehead) Of course, dear~

Luigi

Luigi: (Grits his Teeth in Anger Towards the Screen All While One of his Eyes Starts Twitching) I....am.... Luigi.......

Dedede: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise) Damn, boy.....I never seen you get this pissed before...

Cloud: Neither does any of us. (Frowns a Little) Did someone say anything to you during the game that made you that upset?

Luigi: (Shrugged) Maybe? (Chuckles Lightly) Honestly, it's so been long since any of us been on that soccer field that I don't really remember quite a lot of what happened there. Other than growing big that one time-

Daisy: (Immediately Hugs Luigi)

Luigi: (Taken a bit Back By Daisy's Sudden Hug) D-Daisy?

Daisy: Luigi, you know that if there's anything that is bothering you.....(Looks Up to Luigi with a Sad and Nurturing Look on her Face) I'm always here to listen and help, right?

Mario: (Place his Hand on Luigi's Shoulder) So as Peach and I as well, bro.

Peach: (Nodded with a Worried Frown)

Tifa: (Frowns Worryingly Along with Everyone Else in the Living Room) And the rest of us too. We're always here for you whenever you need us, Luigi. That's a promise.

Dedede: That's right. And I'mma smack someone in the head with a mallet if anyone talk shit about you, boy! That's also a promise.

Luigi: Guys, you have nothing to worry about here. I mean, sure, maybe something did happened during the game that made me upset that day...a-and maybe I do have a few people looking down on me every now and then, but I promise you I'm perfectly okay now that I have all of you with me in my life.

Daisy: (Snuggles onto Luigi) We believe you, sweetie. We just wanted make extra sure that you're loved and appreciated here.

Luigi: (Smiles Softly) I know. I love you guys.

Daisy: (Gives Luigi a Loving Kiss on the Lips with a Smile) We love you too, Weegie~ So much~

Peach

Peach: (Starts Stomping Around in Anger Before Crying on Screen)

Bayonetta: Goodness. (Starts Smirking Playfully Towards Peach) I never realized our sweetheart of a princess became such a brat in this one~

Palutena: (Starts Snickering) I know, right? This almost seem so surreal yet so funny to watch.

Peach: (Facepalms While Blushing in Embarrassment) I was really hoping you all wouldn't see that.....

Samus: So.....(Starts Smirking Towards the Princess as Well) you mind giving us a rundown on what's happening on that screen?

Peach: ('Sigh') I was only trying to get into characteron the soccer field, okay?! (Crossed her Arms and Begins to Pout) I didn't want anyone to think of me as just an ordinary, boring princess. So I figured I act more like a drama queen of sorts.....I think it worked too well in my opinion.......

Fox: (Watches Peach Yelling at one of her Teammates Before Stomping Around Again on Screen) It definitely shows alright.....

Daisy

Daisy: Hot stuff! (Place Her Thumb on the Side of her Butt, Which Cause it to Sizzle) Yeah~

'Silence'

Cloud: (Eyes Widened in Complete Shock) Did we..... Seriously just watched that?

Tifa: (Eyes Widened) Yep......

Dedede: (Eyes Widened) Y'all, I'm having so many feelings on this right now it ain't even funny......

Samus: (Facepalm while Sighing) What the hell was that, Daisy?

Daisy: (Chuckles Awkwardly) Sorry you guys had to see that. I...uhh....really don't have a excuse for this one....

Luigi: You know......

Daisy: (Turns to Luigi) Hm?

Luigi: I...for one....(Starts Blushing while Smiling a Little) Adore your "Hot Stuff", dear.

Daisy: (Stares at Luigi for a Couple of Seconds Before Giving him a Seductive Smirk) Oho~ You do now, huh?~

Luigi: Yeah. (Starts Smirking a Little as Well) I always have~

Daisy: You know.....(Seductively Sat On Luigi's Lap) I wouldn't mind giving you that "Hot Stuff" right now if you like, my sweet, handsome Weegie~ (Ruffles the top of Luigi's Hair)

Luigi: (Chuckles Lightly) I would love that very much, my strong, beautiful princess-

Mario/Peach: NO SEXY TIME IN THE LIVING ROOM!!!!!!

Daisy: (Glares Back at Mario and Peach) Ah what?!!

Luigi: (Glares at Mario and Peach as Well) Ah come on, you guys!! Why can't you just-

Mario: (Giving Luigi a Hard Piercing Glare) Luigi........

Peach: (Giving Daisy a Hard Piercing Glare as Well) Daisy.........

Luigi: ('Sighs in Defeat') Okay.......

Daisy: (Sighs Loudly While Getting Off of Luigi's Lap) Fiiiiiiiiiine......(Resume Back to Snuggling with her Man) But we're still cuddling!!!

Luigi: Yeah!

Yoshi

Yoshi: (Starts Yelling in a Somewhat Gibberish Language on Screen)

Cloud: Does anyone has any idea what he's saying here?

Samus: Nope.

Fox: No clue.

Dedede: That would be a "no" for me, boy.

Daisy: (Noticed Yoshi Making his Way to the Front Door) Hey! Sweetie!

Yoshi: (Turns to Daisy) Yeah, mom?

Daisy: (Points at the TV) Do you have any idea what you were saying here?

Yoshi: (Turns to the TV and sees Himself Yelling and Grumbling in Literal Gibberish) Uhh....I guess it stands for "We'll beat you next time"? (Shrugged) I dunno.....

Daisy: Thanks, sweetie!

Yoshi: (Opens the Front Door and Walk Outside) You're welcome.

'Door Close'

Daisy: (Turns Back to Everyone Else in the Living Room) What do you guys think? Seems accurate enough?

Samus: (Shrugged) Eh. It'll do.

Donkey Kong

DK: (Begins to Whimper in Sadness and Fear as He Starts Running Away on Screen)

Tifa: (Immediately Starts Feeling Bad for Donkey Kong) Awwwww.... Poor DK......I wish I could give him a hug and tell him everything will be okay.....

Cloud: (Shrugged) Eh. I'm sure he'll be fine. He is Donkey Kong after all.

Tifa: True.....But I still can't help but feel a little bad.

Cloud: (Smiles a Little) You know, Tifa, this is what I love about you the most. (Kiss the top of Tifa's Forehead) You're always nice and caring towards other.

Tifa: (Smiles Softly as She Snuggle Onto Cloud) That's what I love about you too, Cloud~

Cloud: (Chuckle Lightly) Come on now. I'm not that nice.

Tifa: (Pouts at Cloud While Cuddling with Him) Don't try to deny it with me, mister. You are good boi and a sweetheart too!~

Cloud: (Sighs while Smiling a Little) Yeah, yeah. I know.

Diddy Kong

Diddy: (Happily Cartwheels on Screen)

Dedede: You know, I've been noticing something.....

Fox: (Raised an Eyebrow) Like what?

Dedede: Diddy's theme song. It sounds psychedelic.

Fox: (Starts Hearing Diddy Kong's Theme Song on Screen) Huh. You're right. I wonder why he chose that style music....I always thought he was more into hip-hop if anything.

Dedede: (Shrugged) Maybe he was trying to be psychic.

Fox: Maybe.....

Wario

Wario: (Holds a Bob-Omb on Screen....) I give up.....(Which Explodes on his Face)

'Silence'

Dedede: (Eyes and Mouth Open Widen in Complete Shock) Did....Did that boy just took a Bob-Omb to the face? Over just a soccer game?!

Samus: I know, right? The crazy thing about it is that their soccer game isn't even over yet.

Luigi: It's true......This all happened in the first half of the game.

Dedede: Man, WHAT THE FUCK-

Waluigi

Waluigi: (Does a Dance Alongside his Teammates on Screen) Wa-Lu-igi! Yeah, yeah, yeah!!!

Cloud: The hell kind of dance is that?

Peach: It's the "Waluigi Dance".

Samus: (Raised an Eyebrow) The Waluigi Dance?.....

Luigi: Yep. It was actually well known at the time.......it only lasted in a couple of weeks though.

Fox: Never thought I would see the day that Waluigi invented an actual dance craze before....

Peach: Well, in all fairness, some of us have seen him dance before. (Smiles Softly) I for think he's a decent dancer.

Waluigi: CHEESE! (Punches the Camera on Screen)

Dedede: Well, goddamn, Waluigi! Where the hell was all of that anger when you didn't get invited to the tournament?!

Palutena: (Shrugged) I guess some people don't have that same kind of energy anymore.

Everyone: (Nodded in Agreement) Yeah.

Bowser

Bowser: (Fiddling his Sharpen Claws Together while Laughing Evilly on Screen)

Tifa: I wonder where Bowser get those sharp claws from.....

Samus: He probably made them in scratch.

Tifa: ..........(Shrugged) Yeah. I can believe that.

Bayonetta: (Glares at the Screen) Oh sure. He has ALL the time in the world to sharpen his claws....(Immediately Gets Even More Angrier) But when it comes to cleaning his own fucking mess, he does nothing but lay down, sleep, and let Palutena and I do ALL THE DAMN WORK!!!-

Palutena: (Immediately Gives Bayonetta a Nice Shoulder Massage) Easy there, girl. Calm down. You get worked up way too easy when it comes to us and Bowser. (Kisses Bayonetta's Cheeks Lovingly) Feeling better?

Bayonetta: (Smiles Softly and Relaxingly While Blushing) Much better~ (Turns Around and Gives Palutena a Loving Kiss on the Lips) Thank you, darling~

Palutena: (Smiles Softly) Anytime, dear~

Bowser Jr.

Bowser Jr: (Starts Acting A Lot More Confident and Cool on Screen)

Peach: Awwwwwwwwwww~ He's so adorable when he has confidence in himself.

Mario: (Chuckles Lightly) Yeah. Must've got it from his father.

Samus: Or one of his siblings.

Peach: (Giggles Softly) Maybe.

Petey Piranha

Petey: (Starts Doing Limbo on Screen)

Palutena: You know..... Petey looks less scarier the more I see him like this.

Mario: (Smiles Brightly) That's right. We were able to convince him to have more fun and enjoy himself in sports games.

Petey: (Eats one of His Teammates Whole and Then Spits Him Out on Screen)

Mario: We couldn't stop him from eating people though.

Samus: Yeesh....

Reaction Over.....

Dedede: Man, Y'all are taking these sports into a whole new level of craziness

Fox: Yeah.....This might be the most insane one we've seen yet.

Peach: ('Sigh') Well, rest assured, this is definitely the last time we take any of these sports seriously. I think we've all finally grown past that phase by now.

Daisy: In other words: We're getting too old for this shit.

Luigi: Yep.

Cloud: Well I'm glad you guys are able to calm yourselves down in more sport titles. ('Scoffs') Could you imagine how things would be like if any of us acted like that?

Dedede: The town wouldn't live to see another day if we acted a fool like that.

Samus: Dark..... But pretty accurate assumption.

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