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jeonginsleftcheek · 5 months ago

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pairing: seungmin x afab!reader

genre: fluff, smut, college au

word count: 9.8k

warnings: sex work(kinda), masturbation, sex toys unprotected sex, face fucking, degradation, bondage, spanking, lowkey pain kink, squirting, dirty talk, orgasm control, sexting, reader is called slut and loves it hehe (lmk if i missed some haha)

a/n: i hope y'all enjoy this, please reblog if you did, i had fun with the college au��🏻 also, my first full seungmin fic🥹💕

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Saturday night. In any student's case that would be the perfect time to go out and party, unwind from the whole week, get drunk and maybe score a one night stand.

Not in Seungmin's case though, he has found another genre of ...entertainment. He was never the type to go out to parties, finding alcohol something that just upsets his stomach and seeing people acting even dumber than they usually do only served to make him mad, not relaxed.

His roommate Hyunjin is the exact opposite, practically surviving the whole week just for any party organized nearby, and today was no different.

"Do I look good?"- Hyunjin wiggled his eyebrows at Seungmin, after trying on the fifth outfit and asking the same thing every single time.

"Why are you asking redundant questions? You got a mirror."- Seungmin rolls his eyes at his roommate who was looming over his frame as he layed on his bed.

"Because like, I need to know if you'd fuck me?"- Hyunjin says nonchalantly and Seungmin makes gagging noises at him as he sits up.

"I'd never fuck you."- he shakes his head and Hyunjin groans.

"Okay but like if you were a girl or into guys, would you?"- he tries again.

"If saying yes gets you off my case, then yes."- Seungmin sighs and it's Hyunjin's turn to roll his eyes with a playful smirk appearing on his lips.

"You're so boring."- Hyunjin sticks his tongue out at Seungmin.

"And you're so childish. Let me be boring in peace."- Seungmin waves him off.

Hyunjin makes snoring noises as he grabs his jacket, barely missing the pillow projectile Seungmin aimed at him.

"Don't bother coming back, peasant!"- Seungmin yells and the door is closed with a thud.

He sighs, sitting in silence for just a few moments, waiting for Hyunjin's long legs to take him away from the dorms.

When he's sure that his roommate is far away, Seungmin gets up to lock the door before making his way back to bed.

He grabs his laptop and opens it up, typing up the familiar page into his search engine, looking for his favorite user, the one he spent so much money on. Money he made working hard during the summer, but who cares when he can spend it on whatever he wants.

Every week he waits for Saturday, his favorite day, when she does all her livestreams. Even though she never showed her face on camera, Seungmin is convinced she is the most beautiful woman to ever grace the planet.

Judging only by her beautiful curves and the way she moves and sounds when she pleases herself only fuel the fantasy of her that blooms inside Seungmin's head.

This weekend she's wearing pretty pastel pink lingerie, delicate and frilly, the tiny see-through fabric leaving nothing to the imagination except her face that Seungmin wishes he could see.

"Oh hello, MongMong22. You're finally here! I was waiting for you before I start!"- Seungmin listens to her seductive voice, imagining her smirk and a wink she'd send to the camera.

She always gives special hello's to him, always fulfills his requests because he's been there almost since day one, a constant source of payment for her.

"I have some new toys I wanna try out today."- she reveals, spreading her legs tentatively, slowly sliding her hand between them as she presses her fingers into her clit, circling it.

Seungmin lets out a breath through his nose, his boxers are already getting tight and she didn't even start with anything.

~ Let us see your tits, please!

She chuckles at the comment someone left, moving her hand away from her panties that now had a wet spot formed on them.

"Okay, when you asked so nicely."- Seungmin can hear the smirk in her voice. She undoes her bra, taking it off slowly and Seungmin palms his growing erection at the sight of her beautiful tits.

"You want me to play with my tits? Imagine it's your hands touching me?"- she cups herself, slowly massaging her breasts as a little moan escapes her lips.

~ Play with your nipples.

Someone comments what Seungmin thinks, and she brings her fingers on her nipples.

"You want me to play with my little nipples? Mm it feels so good."- she whines as she starts pinching them and rolling them between her fingers.

"How long should I play with them? Until they're all tender and swollen, so sensitive for you?"- she moans, pinching them harder.

Seungmin twitches and pulls his boxers down so he can grab his throbbing cock, pre-cum spilling out and coating his length.

"You tell me when to stop, pup."- Seungmin's dick twitches in his hand, he knows she's talking directly to him, with the nickname he chose whenever they direct message.

He slowly starts moving his hand, only on his tip, the stimulation making his gut stir as he watches her torture her nipples while she lets out the prettiest moans.

Seungmin imagines how it would feel to actually be the one to touch her nipples, reduce her to a mess of moans while only playing with her breasts.

"Are you imagining you're touching me? Or perhaps you're imagining your lips around my nipples, sucking on them like a good boy?"- Seungmin lets out a quiet noise as his hand slips down his length, now completely lubed with his pre-cum.

He moves his hand very slowly, trying to make everything last as long as possible, after all it's been a week since he's last seen her.

He stops her only when her nipples are swollen and red, when she's whimpering and begging, rutting her hips against her bed, her wet pussy dragging on the sheets beneath.

~ Touch yourself. Push your fingers inside your pussy.

Seungmin types out, now completely succumbing to the arousal traveling through his body right to his red throbbing cock.

"Of course, MongMong. Tell me how many fingers?"- she sounds sweet, and he can imagine her batting her eyelashes at him.

~ Three.

She whines at his comment, sliding her panties off and spreading her legs wide so everyone can see her pretty pussy, glistening with arousal.

"Three fingers for my pup."- she moans, playing with her clit a little before she slides her fingers on her wet folds. She slowly pushes three of her fingers in, her little pussy struggling to take so much before any preparation.

Seungmin's head is dizzy, thinking about how tight her pussy actually is, how it would feel to sink his cock inside her, open her up only to take him. He tightens his hold on his cock, imagining it's her velvety walls squeezing around him.

The schlick sounds that her pussy makes as she starts fucking her fingers into it together with her sweet whines, make Seungmin move his hand faster.

He cups his balls with his other hand, giving himself more stimulation as she plays with her nipples and fucks herself.

"Ahh, are you thinking of having your way with me? Pushing your cock inside me and fucking me raw? Filling me up, full of your warm cum? Mm, I hope you are cause I'm thinking about it too!"- she whimpers loudly.

"Come on puppy, tell me when I can cum!"- she adds, fucking herself faster, her legs shaking as she brings her hand harshly into her hole.

"Fuck!"- Seungmin curses, his cock twitching hard in his hand.

~ Cum for me.

He types out when he feels close to his own high and she lets out a little gasp.

"Yes, puppy, cum with me too! I want you to cum all over me ahh!"- she moans and Seungmin's hips jerk upwards as he cums hard, at the same time she almost screams, pulling her fingers out as she squirts, her pussy visibly clenching around nothing.

Seungmin milks his cock dry as he looks at her beautiful flushed body, her pussy and thighs covered in her juices, her breasts shaking lightly with her ragged breathing.

"I hope you came with me. Now tell me which toy should I start with first? Or should I use both of them, fill both my holes?"- she giggles and Seungmin feels his spent cock twitch against his thigh.

Oh, it's just the beginning of the night.

Monday comes around, the day everyone dreads but not Seungmin.

It's another day he looks forward to, because he has lectures with you.

He barely knows you, you exchanged only polite hello's and a few sentences about your assignments and professors, you being Felix's friend who is Hyunjin's friend, brought you together as sometimes the four of you sit at the same table during lunch time at the cafeteria.

You're mostly quiet, hiding in big sweaters, your hair is always up in a neat bun or ponytail, your glasses sliding down your nose as you stare at your book.

Seungmin thinks you're adorable and also unapproachable as he, himself is a little shy and he tried to take the lead a few times, only for you to bite back short answers, your voice timid and your cheeks rosy.

You were like that with Hyunjin too at the beginning, shy and barely responding to him, but since he tries to fuck anything that walks and of course tried to flirt with you one too many times, you started being sarcastic and sassy with him, turning him down every time.

Seungmin wouldn't admit it out loud but he was enjoying every time you brought the cocky Hwang Hyunjin down to earth.

You seemed to only be somewhat relaxed around Felix, probably because you've known each other for quite a while, being friends even before college started.

Seungmin wishes he could be more like Felix, more extroverted and joyful, maybe then he'd get more of your attention, maybe then he'd get to talk to you more, find out about your desires, fears, dreams and interests.

"Well, I gotta go, I have a hot date."- Hyunjin stands up first, wiggling his eyebrows. "Any of y'all are welcome to join in for a little threesome."

"Ew."- you and Seungmin say at the same time, making Felix choke on his food as he tried to laugh and swallow the meat at the same time.

"Both of you are boring."- Hyunjin puts both thumbs down and Seungmin reaches up to slap his hands, making Hyunjin trip over his feet and almost fall as he tries to avoid him.

"Don't kill him. Yet."- Felix chimes in after a chug of water.

"I see you're siding with the snores. I'll catch you later then, my little retirement squad."- Hyunjin slips away with a smirk and a salute.

"Oh shit!"- Felix gasps suddenly, scrambling to get up. "I forgot I had a study date! I'm already late, I'll see you guys later!"- he grabs his stuff in a frenzy, running away comically as he tries to balance everything in his hands.

Seungmin and you watch as Felix almost bumps into another student carrying their tray of food, apologizing profusely as the person glares at him.

"He's a disaster sometimes."- you shake your head and Seungmin is taken aback, almost forgetting you're still sitting there. With him. Alone.

This is the first time that neither Hyunjin nor Felix are together with the two of you and Seungmin gulps, his heart picking up speed as you tilt your head at him, looking at him through your glasses.

"Yeah, he is."- he answers quickly with a nervous chuckle and you seem to already move on, your nose in your book again.

"W-what are you reading?"- Seungmin tries a poor attempt at starting a conversation, when he can clearly read the title and the author since you're holding the book up.

You close the cover, looking at it like you've forgotten what you're reading.

"The giver. I've read it multiple times. I just read it sometimes between new books. To have like a familiar story before I move on to something I've never experienced before. It's comforting."- you talk, your cheeks reddening with every word you utter, your eyes darting down to your book as you scan the words you almost know at the top of your head.

"What's it about?"- Seungmin asks, actually interested in knowing what kind of story you find comforting, one you can repeat over and over again.

"It's about a seemingly utopian world where everyone has equal everything but the more details you find out about the world, as well as the role of the giver, the more your eyes open up to see it's far from being utopian. I won't spoil much in case you wish to read it someday."- you smile at Seungmin, pushing your glasses up, your eyes sparkly.

"Wow."- he exhales as he stares at your face. "I- I mean, it sounds very interesting. The book. I might give it a read."

"Let me know if you do. I wanna hear your thoughts."- you say and his heart flutters.

You wanna hear his thoughts.

"Well, it was nice talking to you but I have afternoon lectures. See you around."- you stand up, hiding your face from Seungmin and he feels a kind of longing wash over him, longing to be in your presence just for a little while more.

You quickly gather your stuff, and he sees a glimpse of your reddened cheeks as you wave bye to him and walk out, your sweet perfume lingering even after you're far down the road and Seungmin is still sitting there, his heart hammering in his chest.

He finds The Giver in the library that very same afternoon and hurries to his dorm to start reading as soon as he can.

Seungmin finds it easy to fall into the fictitious world of your comfort book, with every word he sees, he reads it in your voice, imagines you with your little bun, a few strands of your hair falling into your eyes and framing your pretty face, as your glasses slide down your nose.

He reads and reads, and then he thinks about you, your pretty lips and he wonders how you taste. He wonders how his hands would look while holding your face, the look you would give him as he leans in closer right before he seals his lips with yours. He wonders how it would feel to press his body against yours, to melt into your embrace. And how it would feel to be inside you, how beautiful you would be with nothing but your glasses on.

Seungmin's pants get terribly tight, but it feels wrong.

So wrong to touch himself at the thought of the sweet and kind you, so he turns to the only source of pleasure he knows. That familiar site he's on every Saturday, and when need hits, sometimes during the week too.

Like today, while his roommate is luckily away, off to fuck someone somewhere while Seungmin looks for her.

~ Hey, are you online?

Seungmin quickly sends her a message and the three dots indicating that she's typing pop up in an instant.

~ For you always, pup. Tell me what you need.

Seungmin swallows, his cock straining in his boxers.

~ Could you send me a video of you playing with your favorite toy?

He sends, and adds a generous tip immediately.

He waits for a little while, the erection painful in his boxers so he decides to shuck them off and slowly wrap his hand around his length.

~ video attachment

Seungmin jolts and clicks as fast as he can. She's completely naked, save for cute white thigh highs, her legs are spread open as she runs her favorite dildo on her wet folds.

"Mm, pup I wish it was you here with me now."- she says lowly, before she slowly starts pushing the toy into her desperate pussy.

Seungmin watches as it stretches around the dildo, sucking it in greedily and he jerks himself off faster, his legs trembling.

"I wish it was your dick stretching me, fucking me raw. I would let you cum inside me, puppy."- she moans as she pushes the whole toy inside her.

"Ahh, fuck!"- Seungmin moans a little too loudly as his cock twitches hard in his hand.

"I want you to fuck me dumb, pup. Ah, please!"- she whines desperately, fucking herself faster and harder. Seungmin moans quietly as he matches her pace, almost throwing his head back in pleasure but he doesn't want to miss a moment of her sweet pussy taking it.

"Ahh, I'm gonna cum for you!"- she moans before exploding around the toy, coating it in her release.

Seungmin's eyes roll back as he fucks his hand relentlessly, on the brink of his release.

"Cum inside me puppy, please!"- she keeps fucking herself, taking out another orgasm out of her pussy as she squirts all over herself. That tips Seungmin over the edge and he cums, spurting all over his hand and stomach.

"I hope you enjoyed that."- she giggles before the video ends.

~ Tell me if you need something more, I'll do it for you MongMong<3

He sees the last text as he clicks off the video, after saving it of course.

~ I wish I could see your face.

He types out after wiping himself off.

The typing bubble pops up and disappears a few times before she finally answers.

~ I'm sorry pup, that's the one thing I can't do.

Seungmin knew she would say that, and he understands, she doesn't even know who he is, how old he is, what he looks like. He could say he's whatever age he wants to be or send a picture of someone else, it's easy to hide behind a screen. It makes sense that she wants to keep herself safe.

~ I understand. Thank you for the vid.

~ Anytime!<3 Ty for the tip, handsome<3

Seungmin watches the video a few more times before his roommate stumbles into the dorm, and he hides his phone away, pretending to be asleep.

Felix and Hyunjin are deep into a heated conversation about some game characters, and Seungmin has tuned them out long ago. His attention is only on you, as you fumble with your glasses, your book resting on the side of course.

"I finished the giver."- he starts and you look up from cleaning your glasses, your eyes big and eyebrows lifted as your cheeks redden.

"Wow, that was quick! You're a fast reader."- you say, putting your glasses on and smoothing out that strand of hair that always falls out of your bun. Seungmin wishes he could reach out and put it behind your ear himself.

"The story was engaging."- he chuckles and you let out a small giggle. "Actually, it was really sad at some parts. And it ends with an open ending, we never know if they survived or not."

"I like to think they did. That's what's comforting to me."- you shrug, looking down at your plate.

"Could you imagine a world like that? To be robbed of everything that makes you unique, that makes you who you are?"- you add suddenly and Seungmin shakes his head.

"Sounds terrifying."- he says and you hum in agreement.

You seem to be contemplating something, sifting through your food with your fork as your cheeks become even more red.

Seungmin can see you muttering to yourself and he finds it so endearing.

"T-there's a book fair happening this weekend. I was wondering if you'd like to... go with me."- you say quietly, your eyes meeting his in a shy gaze.

Seungmin's heart hammers fast in his chest.

"I'd love to!"- he says a little too quickly, cringing at himself.

"Great! Um, maybe we could meet up in front of the cafeteria at 5pm?"- you ask, smiling at him.

"Sounds good."- Seungmin nods, trying not to look affected but deep in his mind he's clawing at the figurative wall.

"Where are y'all going?"- Hyunjin butts in suddenly.

"Nowhere of interest to you, Hwang."- you answer with a slight scowl on your face, and Seungmin suppresses a laugh behind his palms.

Hyunjin lifts his arms up in surrender, feigning an innocent look.

"Just say it's a date and I'll be out of your hair."- he says and you almost suffocate on your own saliva. "It's about time my little MongMong gets some."- he smirks and Seungmin is quick to punch his arm hard, making Hyunjin wail dramatically as he almost falls off the chair.

Felix is laughing histerically, holding up his phone as he films the whole chaotic scene.

Your eyes seem to widden at the nickname, the color draining from your face.

"You broke my arm!"- Hyunjin yelps, making a few people turn to look at him with an annoyed look on their faces.

"I'll break the other one too if you don't shut up."- Seungmin threatens while you sit quietly.

"Ugh... I gotta go. I'll see you Saturday."- you look at Seungmin before patting Felix on the head and saying bye to the whole table as you rush out of the cafeteria.

Seungmin stares at the door swinging after you ran out and Hyunjin smirks.

"You better get that p-"

"Finish the sentence, Hwang. I dare you."- Seungmin glares at him with his fist lifted and Hyunjin yelps.

"See! He bullies me! He beats me up!"- he says to Felix who shakes his head, chuckling.

"You're the one who starts it."- Felix says.

"Y'all are against me. I'm leaving."- Hyunjin gets up.

"Goodbye."- Seungmin says and the two of them unceremoniously flip each other off as Felix laughs at them.

"Be nice to y/n. She's a close friend of mine."- Felix says to Seungmin as soon as Hyunjin is out of earshot.

"Oh... Yeah, of course. I promise."- Seungmin says and Felix smiles.

"Good."- he nods and just then Seungmin becomes aware of the butterflies in his stomach.

Seungmin doesn't know how he managed to sleep the night before. Saturday was always his favorite day, but today it was even more special.

"How do I look?"- he's the one to ask Hyunjin that this time around, as his roommate lazes around on his bed, playing some dumb game on his phone.

"Yeah, I'd fuck you."- Hyunjin smirks.

"I didn't ask that, you asshole!"- Seungmin snaps and Hyunjin just laughs.

"It was implied."- he wiggles his eyebrows and Seungmin grabs his pillow.

"See this? I'm gonna suffocate you with it if you keep being gross."- he threatens and Hyunjin just smirks again.

"I mean, if that's what you're into, I'm okay with a little breath play."- he says.

"Oh my god, I am leaving. You're sick."- Seungmin makes gagging noises at his roommate, grabbing his stuff as fast as he could.

Hyunjin is giggling, loving the way he can always annoy his roommate and friend.

"Get that pussy, MongMong!"- he yells after him.

"Shut up, Hwang!"- Seungmin yells back, slamming the door as he steps out into the hallway.

Finally.

He arrives in front of the cafeteria a little too early, and he's shuffling from one foot to another, his heart stuck in his throat. Is this really happening?

Maybe he's just dreaming. If he is, he hopes he'll never wake up because there you are, walking towards him.

Seungmin almost sputters when he sees you with your hair down, wearing a dress and an oversized sweater over it.

It seems like he fell right into a scene from a movie where the protagonist finally gets the girl, and she's walking towards him in slow motion, her hair cascading down her shoulders as the wind blows through it, her face breaking into a smile as she notices him and waves.

Seungmin is absolutely stunned.

"Hey."- you say as you stand in front of him, your perfume and shampoo mixing and filling up the space between you and Seungmin melts.

"Hi. You look... different."- you dumb idiot, he thinks. You look different? What the heck is that?

"T-thanks, I guess?"- you chuckle quietly. "My hair is down, maybe because of that."- you conclude, tucking that one strand behind your ear and Seungmin's hand itches.

"Yeah, could be."- Seungmin hopes the earth swallows him up. Why is he so embarassing?

"Shall we go?"- you ask and Seungmin nods, as the two of you start walking.

Luckily, the location is only a 10 minute walk from your campus, so you didn't have to take the bus.

The two of you walked in silence at first before you found a common theme, talking about your lectures and professors.

Seungmin's worries kept slowly melting away as your conversation flows naturally.

Arriving at the fair, Seungmin had no idea it would be this big. The crowd really was something and there were so many stands with books and trinkets, somewhere down the line there were even stands with drinks and food.

"Oh wow, what a turn up this year!"- you say, your body buzzing with excitement.

"Yeah, I didn't think there'd be a crowd this huge."- Seungmin nods.

"That's not a problem, right?"- you ask, your eyes big and sparkly and he melts.

"No, of course not. I'm excited to see what they have here too."- Seungmin smiles a blindingly bright smile at you, noticing your cheeks becoming redder as you look at him.

You avert your eyes in favor of scanning the books perched on the stands, looking for a new fantasy world to immerse yourself in.

Seungmin quickly found out just how passionate you are about your reading, as you talked and talked like someone opened up a tap of water and the words kept spilling out of your lips.

To say he was delighted to see this more excited, bold side of you was an understatement. He absorbed every single thought you let out in the open, like a man with a hard addiction he wanted to hear more, he wanted you to keep talking so his brain could get a well craved dose of you.

All the talking and walking made the two of you hungry and you made your way towards one of the little fast food stands.

Your hands were occupied with two bags of books and Seungmin held two books that you recommended to him, ones that he planned to read religiously as soon as he could just so the two of you have even more to talk about.

"Let me help you with that."- he says, offering to carry your bags. You almost shy away, saying that it's not necessary but he insists so you give in.

You both get hot dogs and sodas, sitting at one of the high tables.

As you sit and eat, making small talk, Seungmin's eyes fall to your wrist, where you rolled up your sleeve.

A dainty bracelet with a little sun and half moon pendant adorns it and he wonders why it looks so familiar to him. Until it clicks.

Sunbeam28. The woman of his dreams, the one that sends him hot videos on demand, the one that calls him puppy and fucks herself in front of thousands of horny eyes. She has the same bracelet.

Seungmin swallows, it can't be.

It's just a bracelet. Maybe many other people have it, it must be. He gathers his thoughts as you sense his stare and look up at him.

There's no way someone as sweet and innocent as you says the things she says, does the things she does.

"Um, your bracelet. It's pretty."- Seungmin comments.

"Oh!"- you look at your wrist and smile fondly. "Felix got it for me, on my 18th birthday."

"Oh, that's really nice. So you and him?"- Seungmin trails off.

"He's like a brother to me."- you smile, wiping your hands on the napkin.

"Yeah, I figured."- hoped, is what he wants to say but doesn't. "It's nice that he found that bracelet for you, I mean it suits you well."- Seungmin tries again.

"He got it made for me. It's one of a kind."- you say and he almost chokes on his drink.

"Seungmin, are you okay?"- you panic as he coughs, lifting to your feet and tapping his back.

"Mhm."- he nods quickly, swallowing and then drinking again. "Fine. I'm fine."

Completely fucking fine.

That can only mean one thing. You and Sunbeam28 are the same person. Seungmin lets out a quiet incredulous laugh. Out of everywhere in the world the woman on his screen lives on the same campus as him. Out of everyone, he fell for you twice.

But the sweet shy girl with red cheeks in front of him looks nothing like the sexy seductress that could have him wrapped around her finger in a matter of seconds.

He wonders how much you hide away, and he comes to the realization that he already saw everything.

His face feels hot and you look up at him expectantly.

"You sure you're okay?"- you ask.

"Yeah, more than okay."- he tries to reassure you and maybe himself too.

It's almost your streaming time, Seungmin thinks as the two of you walk back towards the campus.

"I had a really good time."- you say shyly when he walks you to your dorm.

"Me too."- he smiles, watching you tuck your hair behind your ear.

He gets an overwhelming wish to taste your cherry colored lips.

"Well, see you Monday."- you say, before turning around and leaving hurriedly.

"See you!"- Seungmin calls behind you, clutching the books in his hand.

He's logged on as soon as Hyunjin disappears off to party at 11pm like clockwork.

"Hi, MongMong22. Glad to see you here again tonight."- a seductive voice says.

Again? Again, like another Sunday or again as in you somehow know?

There's no way you could know.

"Tonight is a special night. I'm feeling extra giving so I will let my viewers take complete control over me. I'm talking what toy I use, how fast or slow I go, where I put it, when I cum... Everything is in your hands my dear viewers. I'm looking forward to tonight."- you let out a little chuckle, and Seungmin is 100% sure now. You are Sunbeam28.

~ We want you naked.

Someone comments and you giggle again.

"Your wish is my command, chat."- you say and take off the flimsy see through black bra and panties.

"Here we have a selection of all my toys. I'm counting on you to be creative."- you say, spreading your legs and letting everyone see your pussy, already glistening with arousal. The thought of being at the mercy of faceless viewers excited you so much.

~ Put on the nipple clamps.

Seungmin types out quickly. He wants, no needs to ruin you. How can you walk around so shyly, your nose always in your books, while here with the promise of anonymity you're such a horny little thing. He can't wrap his head around the duality.

"Anything for you, puppy."- your voice is low as you grab your pretty shiny nipple clamps. You tease your nipples a little, pinching and pulling on them, before you put on the clamps.

A whimper spills from your lips at the pain shooting through you, bringing pleasure to your core as arousal gushes out of it.

You flick your nipples a little, moaning quietly.

~ Does it hurt?

Seungmin asks, his hand palming his hard cock through his boxers.

"Mm it hurts so good pup. So good."- you whimper as you play with them, pulling on them and biting on your lip. Wishing you could close your legs to create some friction for your throbbing pussy but you want your dear viewers to have a good look at your greedy hole the entire time.

~ Use the vibrator

Someone adds and giggles spill from your lips as you take a hold of your toy.

"On my clit?"- you ask, playing with the settings.

~ Yes

Comments pour in and you press the tip on your clit, engorged and throbbing from arousal.

"How high should I turn it on?"

~ Highest. And don't cum unless I tell you to.

Seungmin gets bold, his cock now free from it's confines as he strokes it, his pre cum lubing it up perfectly.

"Mm yes pup."- you moan, turning up the settings to the highest point you could, pressing the vibrator into your clit hard.

"Ah!"- you moan wantonly, the pleasure coursing through your veins.

Seungmin curses as he can now imagine your pretty face, all fucked out, your eyes rolled back and tongue out as you moan, your legs shaking with pleasure, your tight little pussy clenching and begging to be touched and fucked.

He wonders if you still have your glasses on.

You're on the brink, barely holding in and the chat is exploding with different comments but you're waiting for him to tell you to cum.

"P-please, puppy. I wanna cum for you. Please!"- you whimper and Seungmin smirks behind the screen, flicking his wrist and also edging himself, just so he can follow your pace.

He doesn't answer yet, waiting a little more as your legs shake violently, arousal constantly gushing out of your pussy and soaking the bedsheet underneath you.

You play with your pinched nipples, the added pain makes your mind so cloudy and you keep begging.

~ Cum for me.

Seungmin fucks his hand as you grind on your bed.

"Ah, thank you puppy!"- you whimper as you cum, squirting on the bed in front of you, the liquid slides down your ass and you whimper, grinding against your own release.

Seungmin waits, he didn't come yet, not until you fall apart.

~ Let's see that little pussy take the biggest cock.

It's like something possessed him when he types that out, he's always had requests for you but he's never been this crass.

He could see your pussy clench at his words.

"Ah puppy, you wanna see my little pussy stuffed full to the brim? See it take this monster cock inch by inch just for you?"- he can hear the smirk and the need in your voice.

~ Yes. Don't make me wait.

"Ahh my puppy is so bossy tonight."- you tease, grabbing some lube to help you out, pouring it on your hands and the dildo generously before you start spreading it as you pump the toy.

"Watch closely."- you say, the tip of the dildo slowly pushed between your folds, as it catches and slips through and your eyes roll back as the toy breaches in, stretching your little pussy around it.

You whimper, pushing more of the toy in, determined to take as much as you can, push your limits as the thick long dildo forces your cunt open.

~ Fuck yourself faster

He comments and your moans are music to Seungmin's ears, together with the wet sounds your pussy makes as you start pounding your cunt. He fists his cock, matching your pace as you strain your wrist, your hole swallowing more than half the monster dildo.

"Ahh fuck puppy, I wish it was you! Fucking me, ruining my little pussy with your cock!"- you whine as you fuck yourself, the thought of when Hyunjin called your crush MongMong the other day flying through your mind. And you imagine him.

You imagine Seungmin pounding the absolute fuck out of you and you speed up, your head thrown back, not even caring about the camera anymore.

On the other side, Seungmin's legs are shaking as he watches you come undone, his cock twitching and he can't hold it in anymore, his warm cum shooting out in spurts as you babble and fuck your cunt until you explode all over yourself.

"Ah, shit!"- you curse. "I got carried away, chat."

But the comments are overwhelmingly positive as your eyes scan through them, trying to focus on the screen.

~ Please wanna see u fuck ur ass

Someone comments, and you chuckle.

"I'm afraid time's up. But next Saturday, I will wear the prettiest buttplug just for you."- you cheekily click your tongue.

Seungmin is still trying to catch his breath.

And he still can't believe it's you. Sweet y/n. Such a desperate little slut.

He wants to make you his.

It's the only class all four of you have together and Seungmin has a skip in his step after the weekend.

When he sees you standing and talking to Felix, all his confidence crumbles and his face burns as he remembers what he typed out and how sinful you were during that live.

As soon as you notice him, you quickly avert your eyes, your face matching his in color as you both blush. Felix smirks as his eyes travel between the two of you.

"Hello, Minnie."- Felix teases and Seungmin narrows his eyes at him.

"Don't call me that. Sounds like you're calling me short and I'm taller than you."- he says and Felix gasps, grabbing at his chest.

"Damn, don't have to rub it in my face."- he jokes and Hyunjin appears behind him, throwing his arm around Felix's shoulders.

"Who's rubbing what into your face? I volunteer."- he smirks.

"Ew."- you and Seungmin recoil at the same time again, making the two of them chuckle and exchange knowing looks.

"Moving on."- Felix shakes Hyunjin's arm off as he pouts on the side. "Y/n and I were just talking how fun it would be if the four of us would do the assignment together. Specifically, I'd like to pair up with Hyunjin."

"Ah, I know you want me Lix. We can arrange something."- Hyunjin smirks.

"Get your head out of your ass, Hwang."- you chime in and Seungmin can't help the cackle that falls from his lips. But you notice the little blush blossoming on Felix's face and your eyes widden.

Of course he fell for the playboy's charm.

"Anyways! Seungmin and y/n can work on their part together."- Felix continues, playing with his fingers nervously as Hyunjin keeps smirking at him.

"Alright, I like that mash up."- you nod, your cheeks dusted in pink and Seungmin's heart skips a beat.

"How about you come to my place tonight and we can start?"- when did you get so bold, Seungmin thinks. Is he even breathing right now?

"S-sure, that sounds good."

"Great, Lixie you can come to our dorm then. The snooze fest will happen over at y/n's dorm and you can have the only fun person here all to yourself."- Hyunjin wiggles his eyebrows at Felix.

"I'm sure he's absolutely estatic about that."- Seungmin shakes his head, missing the way Felix fumbles over his words.

"I promise I'll behave."- Hyunjin winks.

He definitely will not behave, Seungmin thinks, but as he looks at Felix he concludes that maybe Felix would like that.

The evening comes around quicker than anticipated. Seungmin is in front of your door, checking his hair, his breath and his heartbeat a hundred times.

He brought his laptop and stuff to work on the project together but that's the last thing in his mind right now.

He's gonna see the room. The bed. The one you do the most sinful things on, in front of the camera.

He knocks and you open the door, looking comfy and sweet, your hair up in your famous bun, the strands falling into the frame of your glasses and you're wearing a cute pyjama set, complete with shorts that reveal your pretty legs.

That must be on purpose, Seungmin thinks, or hopes.

"Hey, I hope it's not messy. I had to help my roommate pack, she's had some family emergency so I didn't get to clean up everything."

"No, it's completely fine. I understand."- Seungmin smiles as you lead him to your room.

"Let's just go to my room, my computer and materials are there."- you say and he follows, visibly gulping.

The moment he steps in, recognition settles in his stomach.

"Sit wherever you want."- you say. Will he dare to sit on the bed?

Yes, he will.

He sits down and looks up at you, you're biting at your lip like your were contemplating something, your eyes averting away from his, your cheeks becoming rosy again.

"Let's begin."- you quickly snap out of whatever you were thinking about and sit at your table.

Seungmin is disappointed but he's convinced you'd never make the first move even if you did want him and somehow he feels he'd have to break that ice soon or he might miss his chance with you.

Two hours later, both of you get a little tired and hungry from all the work you've done so you decide to order some food. In the meantime you show him some of your favorite books from your book collection (part of it that you could have in the dorm), and his heart swells at your excited babbling.

The food arrives shortly and you invite Seungmin to sit next to you so the two of you can eat. The table is small, your hands keep brushing against each other as you reach for different side dishes, your knees pressed against each other.

Something stirs inside him and Seungmin watches you as you wipe your lips with a napkin, that damn hair getting in your eyes again.

He can't ignore the need anymore, his hand reaches to tuck the strand behind your ear. You freeze before you look up at him.

"You're really pretty."- he says suddenly, surprising himself.

"Seungmin-" - you start, a little gasp escaping your lips as his hand cups your cheek.

"No, let me finish. I need to say it now when I feel brave. I- I really like you. Well, more than that. I'm falling for you, y/n and I don't know if I've read the signals wrong but I think you might feel the same."

"Oh..."- you look shocked, your tongue darting out to wet your lips. "I do, I really do. I've had a crush on you ever since I first saw you."- you confess, playing with your fingers.

Seungmin feels delighted, like a weight has been lifted off of his chest and he smiles brightly and sweetly at you.

"Can I kiss you?"- he asks quietly and your heart skips a beat.

"Please."- your voice almost comes out in a whimper and both of you lean in, your lips touching, figurative fireworks exploding around you as you sigh a breath of relief into each other, your lips moving perfectly together.

The kiss becomes heated quickly, as you keep leaning closer into each other, hands roaming on your bodies.

"S-Seungmin, I need to ask you something."- you whisper against his lips and he leans back, looking at you with hazy eyes.

"Anything."- he nods.

"Are you... Are you MongMong22?"- you gulp and his eyes widden as he gasps.

"You know?"- he asks and you chuckle nervously.

"Hyunjin called you that one time. Did you know I was-"

"Sunbeam28? Found out recently. Well I figured it out by your bracelet."

"I knew you knew. As soon as you asked me about it."- you say and a glint of something dangerous shines in your eyes.

"Are you uncomfortable that I know your secret?"- Seungmin asks.

"God no. I can just skip explaining it to you, if we're gonna date. I want to be transparent about it and somehow knowing you know and that you're... well, my biggest fan is somehow comforting."- you chuckle.

"I am your biggest fan."- Seungmin smirks, his gut stirring.

"What now?"- you swallow.

"Now, I'm gonna kiss you again."- Seungmin says, his eyes darkening as he leans in and kisses you slowly, his tongue pushing your lips open and playing with yours. You moan into the kiss, holding onto him desperately as his hands ground you.

"Wanna move this to the bed?"- you ask and Seungmin lets out a chuckle as he stands up.

You stand up too, fully expecting him to take you to your bed but Seungmin grabs you, making you squeal in surprise as he turns you around, pressing you into the table, and pressing his semi hard cock into your ass. His hand grips your bun and he pulls your head back.

"A-ah!"- you whimper in surprise and arousal.

"What's your safeword?"- he asks and you shiver.

"Are you familiar with the traffic light system?"- you ask, your voice trembling.

"Of course."- his breath ghosts on your neck, lips brushing against your skin.

Your lips open and close a few times but no coherent words come out as he starts grinding his cock between your plush asscheeks.

"Is this what you craved all this time, hm?"- his voice is low as he whispers into your ear.

"Mm, yes."- you let out a shaky breath as you grip at the shelf before you.

"You act all innocent and sweet, hiding behind those big glasses when you're nothing but a little slut looking to have all her holes filled."- he says and you gasp as his free hand comes up to grab your breast.

Good thing you didn't wear a bra today.

Seungmin turns you around, his long fingers wrapping around your neck before he leans in to kiss you hard, dominating you as he presses his body against yours. You melt as you wrap your arms around him, you can't believe this is actually happening and neither can he.

For some reason it feels natural as he leads you to the bed. Before you can lay down he stops you as he smirks.

"Strip."- he orders and you listen immediately, getting rid of your pjs and your panties. You had no problem showing your body on camera, and now even less with Seungmin, knowing he loves it, knowing he came so many times just because of you.

There's a kind of power you feel in that moment, and you decide to put everything in his hands, let him take the reigns this time, knowing you definitely have him wrapped around your little finger.

Seungmin pushes you down and you sit on the bed where he's seen you sit many times before, but this time he can see your pretty face together with your beautiful body that he's seen so many times on the screen and craved to touch it.

You reach to take your glasses off and he stops you.

"Leave those on. You look so sexy like that."- he says and you whimper quietly, spreading your legs tentively.

Seungmin chuckles, hands gripping your plushy thighs.

"Already spreading your legs? So eager."- he smirks.

"Yeah, don't you want me to?"- you bat your eyelashes at him, your pussy on display, gushing with arousal, knowing that you're at his mercy now.

"Keep them open then."- he says, spreading you even more, until there's resistance and your inner thighs hurt but you stay spread for him.

"Anything for you, pup."- you smirk and hearing you say that nickname in real life makes his dick twitch. "Whatever you want I-"

"You talk too much."- he stops you, fingertips on your lips and you part them, allowing him to push two of his fingers in.

You whimper around his digits, your eyes rolling back as his other hand slides down to caress your breast and play with your nipple.

You start sucking on his fingers as he pushes them as deep as he can, pinching and pulling your nipple harshly. You jolt, moaning around him again as he hovers over you.

"You like being pacified like this?"- you nod weakly. "Maybe you need something bigger, hm?"

You keen as he pulls out his fingers, his hands moving to remove his belt and unbutton his pants.

The belt is placed aside, and he lets his pants fall to his ankles before he steps out and pushes them aside.

His shirt comes off next and you almost wanna grind on the bed from the neediness you feel.

Seungmin is smirking as you eye his bulge, gulping at the size of it.

"Whenever I watched your live streams, I wished I could see your face, so many times I've wanted to ask you to send me a video of you sucking on your favorite toy. I'd make you take all of it. I don't care how but you'd do it."

"I would! I swear!"- you whimper. "Please!"

"Please what?"- Seungmin grips your hair, your bun messed up now.

"Let me make your fantasy come true but even better."- you look at him with a mix of lust and cheekiness and Seungmin really wants to stuff your face full of his cock.

He finally gets rid of his boxers, his hard cock springing out, the tip glistening with pre-cum.

"I wanna be on my knees for you, puppy."- you whimper, and Seungmin's cock visibly twitches.

"Be my guest."- he smirks and you get down on your knees, wasting no time as you wrap your lips around his head, tongue lapping at the pre-cum.

Seungmin sucks in a sharp breath, his hand coming around to grip and hold onto your messy bun.

You suck eagerly and he chuckles a little.

"I think you want more."- he slowly slides more of his length in as he holds your head down and your eyes flutter as you look up at him hazily, folding your hands on your back.

Seungmin fucks your face slowly at first, pushing a little bit more in with every thrust, watching your pretty eyes stare at him through your glasses.

You take it, relaxing your throat and steadying your breathing, you've trained yourself to not gag and be a perfect slut, especially if one day you'd wanna reveal your face and suck on your toys in front of all your eager viewers.

Seungmin easily slides all his length into your mouth, the tip hitting the back of your throat, your nose buried in his pubic hair.

Your eyes roll back and so do his, you're so warm and compliant, like your mouth was made for swallowing his whole cock.

"Tap my thigh if you can't take it."- he says, a bit breathless before he grips your hair harder and starts fucking your face.

Your eyes are blurry, tears sliding down your cheeks, as Seungmin abuses your throat with his thick, long cock but you love the feeling of choking on him every time his throbbing tip hits the back of your throat.

Your pussy clenches around nothing, your arousal dripping down your inner thighs and you press them together.

Seungmin's eyes are trained on your face, you look so pretty like this, all eager and full of him, your glasses sliding down your nose, strands of your hair framing your flushed teary cheeks.

"Fuck, you're beautiful."- Seungmin's cock twitches inside you, and he's already close.

Just the image of you taking it drives him crazy and he starts fucking your face wildly, you wonder how your glasses don't fall off from the strength he's fucking you with.

"I'm close."- he whines and you moan around him, more tears spilling out.

"You're gonna take all of it. Swallow like a good slut."- he moans as he fucks into you hard.

Your eyes flutter at his words and his hips stutter before he shoots his load right into your throat and you almost choke on it. You swallow as quickly as you can, taking everything he's giving you.

"Shit."- he leans away, his cock slipping out of your mouth and you cough a little, a dopey smirk on your face as he reaches to wipe your tears away.

He helps you up and kisses you until you're breathless, tasting himself on your tongue.

Your body is pushed down on your bed and Seungmin slots himself between your thighs.

"Tell me, is your collection of toys hidden somewhere around here?"

"Oh, yeah. You wanna see? Maybe use some of them on me?"- you bite on your lip.

"Another time. Tonight I want you to only know the shape of my cock."- he smirks, dragging his already semi-hard cock on your soaking wet pussy.

"S-Seungmin!"- you whimper, your pussy pulsating with arousal and need to be filled up.

He moves back, leaving you wanting more, his hands splayed on your waist and then hips before he quickly turns you around on all fours.

You gasp a little, grabbing at your pillow and you hear the buckle of his belt jingling.

"I want your hands above your head."- he says and you obey, he ties your wrists together and your hands to the bed with his belt.

You whimper as he spreads your legs more and lands a smack on your ass.

"Wanted to feel you for so long."- he runs his tip on your wet pussy, the folds opening up and inviting him in.

"Wanted to make you mine."- he growls lowly, the tip sliding inside you, one of his hands on the back of your neck, holding your head down and the other holding onto your hip.

"Make me yours, Seungmin! I want to be only yours!"- you moan as he slowly pushes in.

"Only my slut, yeah?"

"Yes, only your slut!"- his cock slides in easily due to your wetness and eagerness, he bottoms out quickly, filling you up to the brim and making both of you groan at the feeling.

"S-so full."- you moan, pushing your hips back into him.

"Yeah, you feel full?"- Seungmin chuckles, dragging his cock out before slamming it back into you with force, making your body lunge forward.

"M-more!"- you beg and Seungmin grips both your hips, knowing you can take it hard and fast, he's seen how you fuck yourself multiple times.

His hips start moving faster, slamming into you, his cock abusing your wet hole, the squelching and slapping sounds filling up the room.

"S-spank me, please!"- you moan desperately, your fingers clutching at the belt that's digging into your skin deliciously.

Seungmin indulges you, spanking you hard with every thrust, bringing his weight down onto you as he hovers over you. Your upper body is pressed into the matress, only your ass is up as you take his cock deep inside.

His other hand tangles in your messy hair, gripping a fistful of it.

You're a crying, whining mess as he rips you apart, his cock is unforgiving inside you, better than any plastic toy you have.

"Fuck, you take my cock so well. You're nothing but a little slut. Wouldn't you like it if I turned the camera on now, let everyone watch you get fucked?"

"Mm yes, yes!"- your mind is mushy and you're close, feeling like you're going to explode.

"Cum for me slut. Only for me."- Seungmin growls as he spanks you hard, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix.

"Ah yes! Seungmin!"- you whine loudly, exploding around his length, and he pulls out quickly cumming on your ass as you squirt.

The feeling of his hot cum on your skin makes you whimper as you grip at the belt harder.

The only thing that can be heard for a few moments is both of you breathing heavily before you hear Seungmin standing up and leaving to your bathroom.

You lay with your eyes closed, trying to come back down from the high and he comes back with a warm wet cloth, gently cleaning you up.

"How long are you keeping me tied up?"- you smile cheekily and Seungmin chuckles, your hair is a mess, your glasses lopsided and your cheeks tear stained. You look absolutely adorable to him and he falls into you even more.

"Just a few more moments."- he teases, wiggling his eyebrows, but he reaches for the belt, untying it and freeing your hands.

Your wrists are red and Seungmin gasps a little as you turn around, he gently takes your hands in his and brings them to his lips.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you."- he says.

"No, it's fine. I can take it."- you bite on your lip as he leaves little kisses all over your heated skin.

"I wanted to ask you out on a date but um... I guess we fast-forwarded a little."- Seungmin chuckles as you slowly sit up.

"I'd love to go on a date."- you smile, your hand inching closer to his, your fingers tangling together.

"Could end up a double date with Felix and Hyunjin though."- you add, giggling behind your palm.

"I thought I picked up on that but I wasn't sure."- he shakes his head.

"We'll see tomorrow."- you shrug.

"When's your roommate coming back?"- Seungmin asks, suddenly seeming timid.

"Oh, not in a few days probably. You can stay the night if that's what you're asking."- you smirk and pull him down, grabbing your blanket and throwing it haphazardly around the two of you.

Your legs tangle together and you look at each other, hands gently roaming everywhere.

"Do you mind me stripping and doing all that stuff in front of the camera?"- you ask and Seungmin chuckles.

"No, as long as I'm the only one who gets you in real life."- he kisses your forehead and your heart flutters.

"I like the sound of that."- you smile and settle into the crook of his neck as he wraps his arms around you.

Sleep comes easy to the both of you.

The next day as you approach the cafeteria, the two of you see Hyunjin and Felix walking towards you, holding onto each other's pinky fingers.

"Look at that."- you laugh as you near them.

Felix quickly rips his hand away from Hyunjin when he notices both of you walking towards them.

"Hey, why are you ashamed of me! I'm like the hottest guy on campus!"- Hyunjin flails his arms dramatically.

"See, it's that attitude."- Felix comments and both of you laugh.

"And here I thought you liked my cockiness."- Hyunjin narrows his eyes at Felix, a shit-eating grin on his face.

"This is what I put up with."- he shakes his head at the taller boy.

"Is there something the two of you would like to share with us?"- you smirk.

"Only if the two of you also have something to share."- Hyunjin smirks back.

"How about we share a double date on Friday?"- Seungmin asks, winking at you.

"Finally! A foursome!"- Hyunjin exclaims and Felix smacks his arm.

"No more foursomes for you."- he hisses and everyone laughs.

"Alright, alright. You can keep me all to yourself."- Hyunjin wiggles his eyebrows and Felix smiles shyly, his cheeks rosy.

You and Seungmin intertwine your fingers, your palms pressing together as you smile at each other.

Maybe it was meant to be like this from the beginning.

✨Taglist: @moonchild9350 @janepg @velvetmoonlght @hwanghyunjinismybae @jehhskz @laylasbunbunny @porangporangmeong @jeonginslefthand

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drewsprincessy · 3 months ago

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loving you was hard.

warnings: angst, heartbreak, anger, crying, mentions of sex, lmk if i missed any!

summary: rafe and reader are in love, but rafe struggles to accept it, he doesnt believe in love.

rafe cameron x female reader

part two.

it had been weeks since the incident at the party you and rafe argued at. you finally stopped thinking about him, but he definitely never stopped thinking about you. he sent you countless dms, even texted you off 7 different numbers that he created just to try and contact you.

he was a complete mess. he hadn't showered in days, he was snorting cocaine like there was no tomorrow, and he was drinking like he never wanted to wake up. he didnt care though, he had one thing on his mind. that was you.

he cried for days and nights, crying himself to sleep. and some nights he wouldn't even sleep.

he was beyond guilty. guilty for upsetting you, making you cry, he felt like he was going to die if he didnt get you back. he loved you, and with this time being away from you, he sees that. he didnt deserve you, he took your kindness for granted, and he wishes he would have been a better man for you. he wishes he really would've commited to you, because he sees now that these chicks do nothing for him. he doesnt even get turned on by the thought of anyone but you.

you'd be sitting in your room, brushing your hair at your organized vanity, and you hear your phone buzz. you pick it up, and see a no caller id. you pick up, curiously. you click the button to put it on speaker

"hello?" you speak into the phone

"y/n. its me, please let me come over. okay? i know you've seen the dms ive been sending you, baby please. let me come over and explain."

you go quiet for a moment, contemplating whether or not you should let him. after a moment of thought, you speak. "um yeah come over."

without another word, rafe hangs up and runs out the house. having to run back in to grab his keys. he comes back out his house and brings his motorcycle's engine to life. he then speeds off into the night, following the route to your house.

he gets there and knocks 3 times, and paces around impatiently.

you open the door with ur hairbrush still in hand, you stand there awkwardly waiting on him to say something.

he scratches the back of his neck, and stutters over his words "uh, can i- um come in?"

you sigh softly "um yeah sure" you step out of the way to let rafe in, you watch as he immediately makes his way through the doorway.

you make your way down the hallway, and open the door to your bedroom. he steps in first, and you follow.

you're the first to break the silence "so, what did u wanna talk about?" you say as you set your hairbrush down on your vanity.

"Uh, I wanted to say that I'm sorry... for a lot of things, well one because um I haven't been the best person to you. and I know your angry because I can't commit to a relationship, and you have every right to be... but for you I want to try. I wanna try to be in a relationship y/n. for you. like none of that hooking up with other girls shit or nuthin.. I want you. just you"

"rafe..i dont want u to just try. if the same thing happens again i dont know if my hearts gonna be able to take it.."

"i know princess, im not gonna do that shit again. a'ight? cmere let me hold you."

as you step closer to him, you can't help but wonder if hes really going to change this time..

a/n: this part is sooo rushed sorry in advance :(

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blue-jisungs · 2 years ago

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felix felicis

summary. befriending minghao, the slytherin your friends (no one knows why) hated was horrifying at first. but after some time passed, you’d start wondering if it was some unknown side effects of felix felicis

word count. 7k. wtf.

warnings. mentions of social anxiety, swearing

genre. fluff with a pinch of angst i guess? angst/comfort? however u call it + a lil bit of humour :D

au. hogwarts :D slytherin!hao x hufflepuff!reader

extra. svt cameo and (g)idle cameo bc queen card is stuck in my head + i remembered that one minnie photo in slytherin scarf and i was like??? let’s gooo!!

a/n. this was so fun to write???? lmk if u like hogwarts au, i might write more in such vibes in the future!!! :D

you stormed into the classroom, textbooks almost falling out of your arms. you quickly scanned the room to see if snape was there… and of course he was there.

“um, good morning! i’m sorry for being late” you blurted out, walking over to your friends.

“what was it this time, miss l/n?” snape grunted, his eyes piercing your soul.

“the stairs” you mumbled, ready to shuffle over to mingyu, your friend. the slytherins snickered at your answer and snape stopped you with a tsk.

“miss l/n, since you’re late let me enlighten you. you’re doing a pair project on brewing felix felicis. and since you’re late you’ll be working with…” snape paused dramatically, looking for someone who didn’t have a pair “… mr xu”

“oh that’s just bullshit” seungkwan hissed, crossing his arms. dokyeom gasped dramatically.

“mr boo, i believe it is my task to pair students. if you’re disagreeing with that, you’re disagreeing with me. which means…” snape stopped, leaving the conclusion to seungkwan.

“just you wait until we tell soonyoung or seungcheol” kwan whispered to you. your older friends will be outraged as well, that’s for sure.

“move to your partner’s desk, miss l/n” your professor ordered and you gave last pleading look to your friends and slowly moved over to minghao, a fellow slytherin.

“poor y/nnie…” mingyu sighed.

it’s not like you personally hated slytherins or had a problem with minghao and his friends. it was your friends who didn’t like them (especially the gryffindors – seungkwan, soonyoung, deokyeom and chan). the main reason of your fear was purely your social anxiety and separation from your friends. and, well, the fact the slytherins were slightly intimidating. you heard they were gossiping about your friends and merlin knows if they weren’t gossiping about you either.

as snape started his introduction to felix felicis, you stood next to minghao. your fingers anxiously played with the hem of your book, avoiding eye contact.

minghao sighed, regretting his friends were older than him (which meant they had different classes right now). well, he’ll just complain about it later. suddenly he caught minnie and shuhua, his slytherin peers, looking at him playfully.

there goes discretion.

“cat got your tongue?” he asked out of the blue, causing you to look up. you shook your head, trying to figure out what to say. hi i’m y/n? how are you? the weather is nice today?

“no” you said softly after a short while “i’m just listening”

“oh? you always seem extra chatty during potions when you’re with those half bloods though” minghao smirked, looking at your friends. you did the same.

seungkwan made a gesture of cutting his throat, which made you scoff.

“but i’m assuming that’s good you’re listening for once. because don’t you dare mess up the position” the dark haired boy’s voice made you turn around slowly, eyes widening “what? felix felicis usually takes up to five months to brew and i wanna get it done as soon as possible”

“oh” you mumbled. minghao fell quiet too, noticing the crease between your brows. suddenly you nodded, sending him a soft smile “i see. i’ll try my best”

you started taking notes of what snape was saying. minghao though, was surprised.

you were so… gentle. no snarky comments that’s he’s a mean, bad slytherin.

that was refreshing, to say at least.

after the class came to an end, you closed your books and said a quiet goodbye to minghao, rushing to mingyu and your other friends.

“how did you even survive?” seungkwan laughed, side eyeing the slytherin boy that was passing you by.

“hey! it wasn’t bad! he’s nice!” you frowned, following your friends’ tracks and going to find the others.

minghao smiled softly upon hearing your words and went to find his mates before the gossip reaches them.

all the potion classes so far were… peaceful. you worked mostly in silence. but not in awkward silence. his presence was comforting to be around and your gut told you that he’s feeling the same way too. minghao never really give you snarky, mean comments. well, maybe towards your friends or directly at them when they were staring. but never you.

somehow, you weren’t late for the today’s classes. in fact, you were even a little earlier. with no sight of your friends anywhere near, you leaned against the wall and grabbed the book you were currently reading.

lost in your world, you didn’t notice that minghao arrived. he was looking at you with curiosity and even wanted to approach you, when jun showed up.

“oh, i’ve been looking for you!” jun called suddenly, causing you to jerk in surprise. you noticed the two slytherins, wondering when they arrived here.

as you slid down the wall and sat on the floor to continue reading, the boys started talking.

“what do you want?” minghao asked calmly, his eyes still glued to you, a soft smile forming on his face when he recognised the book you were reading. jun turned around, smiling playfully and swinging on his feet.

“are you coming to the three broomsticks this weekend? you didn’t answer jeonghan when he asked you” jun hummed. minghao nodded, shifting his gaze to his friend “good. because we have a lot of things to talk about”

“what do you mean?” minghao grunted and jun just wriggled his brows. the younger punched him, causing jun to squeal.

“okay, okay! you need to start meditating again” jun chuckled and managed to duck another punch that was coming his way “okay! i’m going! have fun!”

minghao just rolled his eyes and once jun was gone, the doors to the classroom opened.

“since you’re here already you can come in” snape announced and disappeared again in the dark classroom.

minghao walked up to you and reached his hand out.

you looked up, closing your book. as a confused frown painted on your face, dokyeom, seungkwan, mingyu and vernon appeared in the hallway.

“don’t make me wait” minghao mumbled coldly. you sent him a warm smile and grabbed his hand. he pulled you gently, helping you stand up.

“YAH!”

you didn’t turn around, you whose voice was that (dokyeom’s). minghao though, tilted his head slightly and send a small smirk to your friends.

“thank you” a hum left your lips and the slytherin nodded, going into the classroom.

mingyu ran up to you, grabbing your face.

“are you okay?!” he yelled out dramatically, causing you to giggle.

the progress on your potion so far was amazing. it had the right consistency although there was still a lot of work ahead. not to mention your bonds. you didn’t even notice when you started getting along and becoming closer, chatting more and more during the lesson. you discovered that you two have a lot in common and in fact, minghao isn’t that bad as your friends think. he’s pretty cool once you got to know him and above all, you enjoyed his company.

while he was chopping something, you turned around to grab one of the ingredients but in process your wand fell on the floor.

you leaned down to grab it, cursing underneath your breath at your clumsiness. minghao put his hand on the corner of the desk, scanning carefully if you’re not gonna bump into it.

luckily you didn’t – and even if you did, you would bump onto his hand and not the sharp corner. you straightened your back and met vernon’s shocked (frightened, even) gaze. as you turned around you saw minghao taking away his hand and coming back to work. his face was the same, not showing any emotions and simply unbothered.

as blush crept up on your cheeks, you came back to work. suddenly you heard some whispers.

carefully looking around you noticed minnie talking to shuhua, glancing at you.

“did you see that?”

your stomach dropped, your hands starting to sweat. what did they mean by that? but you didn’t do anything… right?

“why did he do that?”

you didn’t even hear when minghao asked you something. you stared at the desk, mind racing with thoughts.

sudden touch on your shoulder made you flinch, your eyes flicking over to worried minghao.

“are you okay?” he asked quietly. letting out a shaky breath, you didn’t realise you were holding, you nodded “you’re a terrible liar”

“isn’t that a good thing though?” you asked with a smile, trying to calm down. minghao scoffed and you took a glance at minnie.

“hufflepuffs…” he mumbled and saw you’re looking away. when he met his friend’s gaze, she stopped gossiping and started working again. minnie’s eyes were locked on minghao’s hand on your shoulder. he took it off, realisation hitting him “i’ll talk to her”

“what? no! what do you mean?” you panicked, tugging his sleeve. this caused his eyes to widen. well, not only his but also your friends’. you cleared your throat and took your hand away “i mean… it’s nothing”

“sure” he grunted angrily, returning to his previous task “don’t mess up the potion”

you but your lip worriedly, nodding slowly. great, you made him angry.

when the lesson ended, you grabbed your stuff and left the classroom. he probably thinks you’re weird now. and what was gonna minnie think about you? it’s not like you wanted to get her in trouble. it’s just…

“yah, y/n!” minghao’s voice made you turn around. you stopped in the middle of the crowd, someone bumping over your shoulder.

seungcheol happened to talk with your ravenclaw friends - joshua, jihoon and wonwoo. they were probably waiting for you to finish your classes since after them you were supposed to go to the three broomsticks. however once seungcheol noticed minghao is bothering you, he was ready to intervene.

you blinked at the slytherin boy as he approached you.

“did i say something?” he asked quietly, aware of your friends watching.

“no! it’s just…” you trailed off, trying to find a way to word your worries without sounding like a weirdo. he’s friends with minnie after all. minghao was waiting patiently “you don’t have to talk to minnie. she was just chatting and i… i guess i was just overthinking. i didn’t want to make you mad or something….”

he scoffed.

you know that it was an amused scoff. seungcheol however, thought it was making fun of you kind of scoff.

“hey, minghao! don’t you have better things to do?” your older friend called, walking over to you. jihoon rolled his eyes.

“none of your business. i’m not talking to you, you filthy–“ minghao stopped in his tracks, looking at you.

“don’t call him like that” you mumbled, sending him a grumpy look “and you, cheol, can you give us a moment?”

“no, it’s fine. i won’t say a thing to minnie, if that’s what you want” minghao grunted, sending seungcheol an angry look. then, shifting his gaze towards you his features softened ever so slightly “and i wasn’t mad at you. i was mad at minnie. but anyways… see you soon”

he walked away, disappearing in the crowd of students.

“what the fuck was that?” seungcheol growled. he wasn’t too happy to find out that you’re working with minghao and now that you seem to be… talking to him? he has a bad feeling. well, not only him.

“it was a normal conversation” you sighed and saw vernon, mingyu, seungkwan and dokyeom coming your way.

“oh my god! did you see that?!” seungkwan yelled out, catching the older’s attention.

“what? don’t even tell me it was something bad, i wanna beat him up already” soonyoung crossed his arms. suddenly chan joined you, making the group complete.

“he–“ mingyu started and you just walked up to the ravenclaws, joshua linking his arm with you.

“they’re overreacting, aren’t they?” wonwoo giggled upon seeing your annoyed look.

“they so are! he’s not bad! they just… didn’t get to know him. i don’t get the slytherin hate” you grunted “not all of them are bad, right?”

“right. it’s just that… you have to be careful. they’re overreacting, i agree, but we don’t want you to get sad” jihoon hummed

“why would i get sad?” you furrowed your brows. the three of them exchanged suspicious looks. joshua shrugged with a playful smile.

“in case cheol beats him up or something” wonwoo sighed dramatically. upon hearing his name, seungcheol skipped over to you.

“pfff… he’s so not going to beat him up. minghao knows material arts! isn’t that so cool?” your eyes lit up and you let out a squeak when seungcheol playfully punched your arm

“i would defeat him in two seconds!” he grinned goofily, causing you all to burst out laughing.

three months passed and you’d consider minghao your friend. at this point, you see each other every day. not only you have potions together but also transfiguration, defence against the dark arts and much more. you were always so focused on sticking to your friends that you never really realised he’s there. one day minghao even sat with you during history of magic since mingyu and vernon sat together – of course later on soonyoung gave you a lecture about running away if it happens again in the future. you didn’t. – and it stayed like that. even during other classes.

that’s how you ended up getting your first detention. you were trying to keep quiet but he was just telling you a story when jun fell asleep with his eyes open in the school corridor and scared the living shit out of filch.

“mrs l/n, mr xu! you can always go on a date after classes. mind telling us what’s so funny? or maybe you’re just so ahead with the book that you don’t have to listen during my lessons?” flitwick asked, causing you to freeze. you looked at the man, nodding politely as your cheeks turned red. minghao, however, wasn’t impressed.

“well, actually–“ he started, causing you to kick his ankle under the desk “ow!”

“actually what, mr xu?” flitwick rose his eyebrows. you felt the whole class gaze on you two, causing you to redden even more. you hate being in the centre of attention and minghao was certainly having the fun of his life.

“actually i’d love to present the spell we were just talking about. y/n explained it to me lately” minghao shrugged and your eyes widened.

“what are you–“ you started, unable to finish because–

“aqua eructo!” minghao waved his wand happily and you let out a yelp upon water landing all over your head “oh shit–!”

his smile faded away upon seeing you drenched in water… and the rest of the class being soaked.

so that’s how you ended up cleaning it without wands (“because it would be too easy, right?”)

“what were you thinking?” you laughed, wiping the floor while being on your knees.

“i just felt like showing off…” he giggled, looking over at you

“but?” you smiled, wiping the sweat off your forehead with your forearm.

“but… someone made me nervous” he smirked. you rose your eyebrows, looking at him.

“who? flitwick?” your question caused him to scoff, a toothy grin springing on his face.

“yeah, flitwick”

once you were finished it was past 10pm so if you were caught, you definitely would be in trouble.

“i’ll walk you to the dorms” minghao offered.

“but…” you started, not wanting him to lose his sleep time, that he already wasted on the cleaning.. he linked his arms with you with a shy smile.

“no buts. because of me you were stuck and had to help me with the mess. it’s the least i can do. and also… thank you” he explained and you looked at him, melting completely.

“no problem” you grinned and turned around, causing him to almost fall over “but you’re going the wrong way”

you were chatting quietly, almost arriving at your dorms, when suddenly minghao pulled you closer to hide behind a column.

“what–?!” you gasped, taken aback by his action. he just put his free hand over your mouth, head leaning back.

observing his handsome profile made you realise how close you were, his body pressing onto yours. if he turned his head, there would be very little space between your faces–

and he did just that. your heart skipped a bear when minghao looked at you, lips slightly parted. his chest was moving up and down irregularly, trying to keep his breathing as quiet as he could.

he slowly took off his hand from your mouth, sending you an apologetic smile. you looked at his lips quickly – and whether he noticed or not, minghao pulled back.

“filch” he gulped, nodding his head “but it’s safe now”

you nodded as well, realising you were holding onto his hand. you let it go, coughing awkwardly.

“you can go now, it’s close from here” you mumbled, looking up at him. he seemed a bit distracted, which was… weird.

“huh? oh. i’ll go, yeah. wait, do you… are you busy tomorrow?” he asked quietly. you blinked slowly. tomorrow? saturday.

“no. i mean no, i’m not busy” you whispered, trying to remember how to breathe. what was he–

“do you wanna, uh… hang out? in hogsmeade? we can meet after dinner and…” he stopped, clearing his throat. he looked at you nervously, trying to come up with an excuse if you haven’t agreed but–

“i’d love to” you sent him a warm smile. minghao’s eyes lit up, and so did his face.

“see you tomorrow then! and have a good night, y/n!” he grinned and waved happily. you waved back, wishing him a good night as well. you only left after he was gone, the echo of his footsteps turning into peaceful silence.

when you arrived to the dorm, you leaned against the wall. pressing your hand to your chest you realised how ridiculously fast was it beating. is it because of him? it has to be. fuck, did you fell in love or something? no, it’s just the fact that he wanted to hang out with you. alone. on saturday.

mingyu, vernon and cheol were waiting for you, heads turned your way the second they heard someone coming inside the common room. they looked at each other, surprised at your actions.

“i was so stressed! i thought he kidnapped you!” cheol yelled out, causing you to flinch. oh. they’re here. vernon grinned goofily upon your expression “so?! what happened?!”

“it’s just… nothing. nothing happened” you hummed, unable to stop smiling. mingyu let out a sudden gasp “nothing!”

“yeah, sure! why are you smiling like that?!” seungcheol whined.

“i had a fun time, that’s it” you mumbled and shook your head “i’m tired, bye!”

they watched you run to your dorm. vernon winked at mingyu and seungcheol frowned.

“a fun time? with minghao? something’s wrong” he sighed “i don’t like it… and him”

miyeon was looking at you amused as you were panicking, running around the dorm and digging through your clothes

“i shouldn’t be nervous. it’s not a date” you breathed out and grabbed your black and yellow striped sweater.

“it’s a date. also don’t take the sweater, it’s warm” miyeon giggled, standing up from the bed. you put it away, taking a deep sigh.

“you think it’s a date? he just asked if i’m busy today…” you trailed off, looking at her unsurely. thank merlin you had friends like her, with the boys you wouldn’t be able to even have a chat like that. and maybe that’s why you didn’t realise it was a date… or so miyeon said.

“it’s definitely a date. besides…” she trailed off. miyeon fixed your hair that were falling on your face “you look so pretty. now go. and remember, don’t stress”

“i’m not” you sent her a playful look and she just laughed

“if i seungcheol or soonyoung ask about you… uh, i’ll figure something out so don’t worry about that” she giggled mischievously and patted your back “now go, for god’s sake! and please don’t eat too fast during dinner, you’ll choke!”

“okay!” you saluted and stormed out of the girls dorm, causing the three of your hufflepuff friends chilling in the common room to turn their heads.

“minnie was so right, they’ll look so cute together” she whispered once you were gone, rushing to find her friends and tell them about the news.

you tried to follow miyeon’s advice, you really did but upon seeing minghao wearing his casual clothes and waiting for you… you couldn’t help but speedily wolf down your food.

before approaching him you looked around if there are some familiar faces. fortunately, there weren’t. which was suspicious to be honest but at the moment it wasn’t your biggest worrry.

you left the great hall and noticed him leaning against the wall, his features pensive. however, his eyes lit up upon seeing you and you couldn’t help but mirror the wide smile he gave you.

“hi” you hummed, standing in front of him. minghao scanned your face, a mysterious glint in his eyes

“hi y/n. did you sleep well?” he asked, tilting his head. such a simple question and yet, your heart is going crazy. and you didn’t sleep well… you had troubles falling asleep due to excitement rushing through every vein and vessel in your body but obviously you’re not going to tell him that–

“i did, thank you for asking. and you? hopefully you didn’t run into flich on your way back?” you gasped. minghao shook his head and gestured you to start walking.

while you were chatting during the walk to hogsmeade, your hands brushed a couple of times. you tried your best to ignore it but you had a bad feeling that he was well aware of it as well.

“it’s so… oddly empty today, isn’t it?” you blurted out, the path looking nothing like usually on weekends: swarmed with crowds of excited students. and right now… nothing. just you, him and birds chirping in the trees.

“there’s a quidditch match today so i figured i’d be the perfect opportunity to… you know, hang out” he said a bit shyly

“oh yeah. i didn’t even think about this. that’s good, i’m afraid seungcheol would kill me. and you. if he saw us” a heavy sigh left your mouth and he just chuckled.

“i’ve been wondering… how did you even become friends?” minghao asked. his hand once again accidentally brushed yours, sending sparks down your spine.

“well… at first it was only mingyu and vernon. i just sticked to them after the sorting hat announced we’re hufflepuffs. vernon became friends with seungkwan and dokyeom, who were friends with soonyoung since he accidentally got them in trouble at their first day. mingyu befriended wonwoo and seungcheol. and seungcheol is older, so he was already friends with joshua and jihoon. it just… they kind of adopted me” you laughed, a bright smile painted on his lips too “and i don’t mind. i really have problems with socialising so well, yeah, it was awkward at first but i’m really glad i’m friends with them. sometimes they make you extroverted even if you’re the most socially awkward person ever. which i am. and because of that chan is our friend too! i adopted him”

minghao grinned, looking at your proud face. he recalled how many times you were hanging out with the younger gryffindor boy which now made extra sense.

“same with the girls, kind of. my roommate is miyeon! and miyeon is friends with soyeon and yuqi. i mean we’re not that close as i am with the boys but still, i love hanging out with them” you explained, crossing your arms. speaking of which, did miyeon even check the weather? it wasn’t that warm…

“you do know that they’re friends with minnie and shuhua, right?” minghao asked slowly, scanning your face.

“yeah, of course! that’s kind of why… back then i didn’t want you to talk to minnie. it bothered me because i was overthinking, you know… what would she think of me? she’d tell soyeon and then they would stop hanging out with me” you grumbled and minghao let a soft laugh.

“oh, y/n. they wouldn’t do that, i promise. you’re too precious” he hummed and noticed how you’re rubbing your bare arms “are you cold?”

“just a bit, but…” your voice trailed off when minghao stopped in his tracks and took off his grey hoodie. he stood behind you and helped you put it on. after that, he came back in front of you and zipped it gently.

“here you go” he hummed and you swore his ears were tinted red.

“thank you” you mumbled, not really sure what’s the source of your warmth: his hoodie or your glowing red cheeks.

in a matter of time you arrived to three broomsticks, the local not so fully crowded. minghao ordered two butter beers for you and went to find a seat while you excused yourself to the bathroom.

upon seeing your reflection you had to take a few deep breaths. his hoodie was too big on you but you liked it. besides, it actually went along with your outfit. not to mention that it smelled like him. you shook your head, trying to pull yourself together. it’s just a hoodie that he gave you because you were cold. stop being weird–

you left the bathroom and noticed minghao sitting at a table with… jeonghan and jun. he was faced back to you, so naturally he didn’t see you and his friends didn’t seem to notice you either.

you walked up, not wanting to eavesdrop but…

“what are you doing here? two beers? is that a date?!” jun sing-sung and suddenly let out a gasp, realisation settling in “with the hufflepuff girl–?!”

“what? no! shut up!” minghao grunted. jeonghan frowned, tilting his head

“that one girl that’s always attached to those bloody gryffindors? and seungcheol?” he asked and minghao started panicking.

“well yeah but– it’s not a date. it’s nothing serious. we just came here to discuss the potion, that’s it. once we’re done with it i’m done with her too” minghao explained, his breath shaking “she pisses me off, really…”

your heart dropped, hands starting to shake. so cheol was right from the begging…

“what do you mean?! you’re basically glued to each other and like, it’s nothing bad” jun frowned. your vision started getting blurry because of the tears forming in your eyes. you should go before they notice you.

“jun, end of topic. i don’t even like her that much, get it?” minghao snapped and you let out a deep breath “she’s so annoying! it’s like a torture being around her–“

“uh, minghao…” jeonghan sighed, his gaze shifting. he turned around and saw you leaving.

minghao’s heart dropped. fuck, fuck, fuck. it wasn’t supposed to be like that! why did he even…

he stood up, running after you. jun looked at his older friend and grabbed the two butter beers that minghao left behind.

“he doesn’t like her, huh? does he think we’re blind or what?” jun scoffed and they laughed, taking a sip of the beverage.

“well he may like here but she sure won’t like him now” jeonghan rolled his eyes at the younger’s stupidity.

you were wiping your cheeks, heart thumping against your rib cage. your mind was racing with thoughts but the most repetitive one was that your friends were right.

“y/n!”

he was coming after you. why bother now? you didn’t stop, harsh sobs leaving your mouth.

suddenly you bumped into something or rather, someone.

“hey! hey, y/n? oh baby!” soyeon’s voice was filled with worry and you just hugged onto her “what happened?”

you just shook your head. soyeon hugged you tightly and noticed minghao coming your way.

“i see. this asshole” she grunted and turned around, leading you towards the castle.

minghao stopped upon seeing that. right. it was probably for the best to give you some time now…? or at least talk to you alone.

well, luck wasn’t by his side.

“–the hit? i swear, you’re like a tiger when you enter the field!” chan grinned and soonyoung laughed loudly.

“isn’t that y/n?” wonwoo asked suddenly, pointing at you

they all turned around, eyes widening upon noticing your shaking body. soyeon and yuqi were walking with you, the gryffindor girl wiping your tears.

chan wanted to walk up to you but yuqi noticed him and gave him a warning look.

“not now” jihoon mumbled, pulling him back.

“what happened?” dokyeom whispered. they all watched how the girls walked you back to the dorms.

“as if i know” seungkwan rolled his eyes. joshua gasped suddenly and rushed the other way.

“what’s up with him?” seungcheol shook his head. you’ll definitely have to talk to them later.

miyeon patted your hair as you bawled your eyes out, tightly hugging your pillow.

“why do i care so much?” you breathed out, looking at her confused.

“oh, y/nnie…” she sighed, concern on her face. then it hit you.

because you like him. way more than a friend.

minghao haven’t seen you the whole weekend. he only got a lecture from minnie and shuhua about hurting your feelings, not being able to treat girls properly and all of that. as if he didn’t know he messed up. they told him you were crying the whole time and even if he didn’t believe them, the sight of you on a monday morning a proof. and it was heart breaking. especially that he knew he was the source of it.

during your lessons you sat with vernon. your friends probably didn’t know what happened yet since they seemed confused and seungcheol or soonyoung haven’t spoken to him yet. besides joshua, he kept side eyeing the slytherins every time they passed you by, especially jeonghan.

and for the first time ever minghao was looking forward to potions. you’ll have to talk to him, right? you can sit with someone else during charms but during potions you’re his partner.

however, you were absent.

“where’s miss l/n?” snape asked, clicking his tongue.

“she isn’t feeling very well, she went to madam pomfrey” mingyu explained, his voice lacking the usual enthusiasm. he looked over at minghao, and if only looks could kill...

“i see. next week i’m going to grade your potions so someone tell her that she’ll better be here” he said and have minghao a questioning look.

“what if he poisoned her? you know, so he can gain all the credits?!” seungkwan gasped a little too loudly, causing to draw attention to him.

“you’re being too dramatic, mr boo. and if mr xu did happen to do that, i’ll make sure he gets the proper punishment” snape hissed and the lesson begun.

minghao felt strange without your presence.

seungcheol grabbed your arm when you were leaving the great hall after supper. the bags under your eyes made his heart clench.

“hey, y/n. are you okay? because clearly…” he started. suddenly jihoon joined you, crossing his arms. you let out a sigh, trying to look away but you met minghao’s gaze. well to be fair, you were standing in the middle of the room.

“i’m fine. just a little sick, that’s all” you grunted “can you let me go? i’m tired”

“we need to talk” seungcheol said, voice stern. soonyoung noticed you all and stood up from your seat to join you.

“i’m tired” you repeated coldly. seungcheol turned around and saw minghao looking your way

“then i’ll just talk to him” he grunted and let you go. jihoon grabbed his arm, preventing him from going further and pointed at you.

tears gathered at your water line as you let out a deep sigh.

“y/n, chan asked you to meet with him at the gryffindor quidditch team locker room” joshua’s voice appeared from nowhere, drawing everyone’s attention. soonyoung, who joined you, frowned.

“mkay” you mumbled quietly and wiped your tears with shaky hands “i’ll talk to you later, i promise”

when you walked away, soonyoung punched seungcheol

“what did you do! you made her cry!” he grunted.

“no i didn’t!” the older yelled. while the gryffindors argued, jihoon came back to his seat. because of that none of them noticed jeonghan and minghao passing them by and the older one winking at joshua.

you sat down at the bench, waiting for chan. looking down on the floor, you were busy with swinging your feet. suddenly you heard the door open and you let out a sigh.

“finally you’re here” a hum left your mouth, the sound of door closing disturbing the quietness of the room “i’m not in the best mood to talk so sorry if…”

you looked up and words died in your throat upon seeing minghao. he was just as confused as you.

the room felt silent again (for different reasons though), tension thickening.

“y/n i need to-“ he started but you stood up, passing him by and pushing the door. well, wanting to. they didn’t bulge a bit.

“y/nnie i locked the door! have fun~!” joshua’s happy voice from the other side made you gasp

“you traitor!” you grunted, looking around slowly at minghao.

“wait, jeonghan?” he called out, frowning.

“yeah. just talk it through already, i don’t want to wait here for the whole day” jeonghan said

“why would you…?” you murmured and started looking for your wand. oh.

“let’s go further away though, let them have some privacy” joshua’s voice sounded worried and there were steps echoing on the other side.

“i wanna listen though–!” jeonghan whined.

after a moment there was silence again. minghao was looking at you, his eyes filled with guilt.

“y/n, listen to me please” he spoke softly, playing with his fingers.

“why would i? aren’t i a torture to be around with? why you even bother?” you grunted and returned to the bench, looking away from him.

it hurt. you avoided him because whenever you looked at him, your heart shattered into pieces again and again.

“i’m sorry”

you gulped, trying to look unbothered.

the sound of his steps approaching and him sitting on the bench didn’t help your case.

“i’m so fucking sorry. it’s… i shouldn’t have said that. never. i know it was horrible and i’m in no place to make excuses but listen to me, please” he said, his voice filled with genuine pain. you turned around, yet you didn’t face him. gaze stuck on the floor, as if the dust there was the most interesting thing ever, you started drumming your fingers anxiously against the bench’s surface.

“i was scared. i was scared that my friends will judge me; i was scared that they’ll tell my parents; i was scared of others, what will they think: a slytherin with a hufflepuff? i was scared… because i panicked. i panicked… because i like you. but i was afraid that if somehow someone would find out, you’d be in danger and–“ minghao sucked a breath and you noticed how close his hand was next to you, your pinkies brushing against each other “i didn’t mean any of those words that i said. well…”

minghao scanned your face. he was frightened. you were sitting silently, not answering him. will you ever forgive him.

“well?” you choked out, chest heavy.

“being around you is like a torture because i’m madly in love with you. it hurts me physically to look at you crying, to look at your pretty face and knowing i can’t kiss it. to see how wildly you’re grinning at those stupid loud ass gryffindors’ jokes–“ he halted, eyes widening. fuck, he overshared. he overshared and you’ll hate him even more than you did–

you grabbed his hand, giving it a small squeeze. minghao’s face heated up upon the gesture, his heart skipping a beat. what does this mean? are you comforting him or…?

you’re crying.

“y/n, no no no no… don’t cry, please” he panicked, leaving to kneel in front of you. with your free hand you covered your face, the rest of your body shaking.

“you’re making me cry so much, i hate you” you let out a breathy laugh, wiping your eyes even though the tears wouldn’t stop.

“what?” he whispered, his thumb reassuringly stroking your hand.

“you like me?” you chuckled, finally looking at him. his brown irises were focused on you, features softening.

“did you just full on ignore the apology part?” he scoffed, brining a smile on both of your faces

“i… i’m not going to lie, i was hurt. i felt like i was betrayed: a someone who i treated as a friend said he hated me… but… you were scared? oh, hao… i’d be an idiot to forgive you but well, aren’t i already?” you whispered. minghao tried to ignore the swarm of butterflies that appeared in his stomach due to the nickname, his head plopping down and resting against your knee.

“i’m so sorry. i’ll never forgive myself for hurting you like that. i know i broke your trust and heart probably. but please… please give me another chance” he breathed out.

you tapped his arm lightly. the slytherin boy rose his head up, eyes shining with anticipation.

“see, there’s one thing you need to know: i like you. and that horrible event made me realise that. so i’d say give me a kiss and i’ll give you a chance–“ you broke into laughter when he eagerly stood up. when he leaned closer, you put your hand on his lips, giggling even more upon his confused expression “–but for merlin’s sake i do not want our first kiss to take place in this stinky locker room”

eyes widening, minghao leaned away. with a soft oh he scrunched up his nose.

“okay, i think i know where we can go. but… jeonghan and joshua…?” he rose his eyebrows.

“easy there, lover boy” you stood up, letting go of his hand. minghao’s heart was racing, the realisation hitting him: you like him. you forgave him. and you’re willing to kiss him? if not the fact that your felix felicis wasn’t finished, he would have thought that someone poured it into his tea.

“hey bro, not to interrupt your meditation or whatever but y/n is gone” jeonghan’s voice made him snap back to reality, dropping the smile that subconsciously formed on his lips

“where’d she go?” minghao asked, looking at his older friend. jeonghan was smiling suspiciously, a mischievous smirk on his face.

minghao rushed after you, apparently walking back to your dorm.

“y/n!” he called upon seeing you in the hallway. he run up to you, ignoring the weird looks from strangers and gasps from your girl friends (including minnie’s “i told you!” and yuqi’s “wait, they made up?”)

you turned around, a goofy smile on your face.

“yeah?” your voice was filled with playfulness, alas your eyes were glinting with excitement.

“can i please kiss you? i feel like i might explode if i don’t” minghao breathed out, chest rising up and down irregularly.

“you’re not afraid of what will others think?” you teased, tilting your head slightly.

“i’ll be honest, the moment you called me a lover boy i feel like i was reborn” he grunted, his usual grumpy expression forming on his face once realising how cheesy he sounds “can i–?”

“yeah” you laughed and in no time his big, soft palms were cupping your cheeks tenderly. the air was knocked out of your lungs as soon as his pillowy lips landed against yours.

normally, your mind would be racing with what ifs: what if the others think you’re weird? what if your friends see you? what if the teachers catch you? but now… minghao soothed away your anxiety and nervousness, his embrace and the feeling of him and only him making you forget about the world.

loud cheers and applause (coming from your girl friends) in the hallway made you smile into the kiss, and he reacted the same way. without pulling away yet you put your hands on his neck, trying to bring him even closer.

minghao pulled away but didn’t lean back too far. you could see the sparks in his eyes, soft smile on his lips. and you couldn’t stare at him like that for the whole day of not the yells in the background becoming louder and louder.

“can we run away somewhere? i can hear seungcheol approaching and i do not want to be beaten up by him… and also we could have one or two more kisses…?” he mumbled looking through his shoulder to see, in fact, your older friend. soyeon, shuhua and jihoon were trying to stop him while yuqi, minnie were arguing about something with soonyoung and seungkwan (“leave them alone it’s not like he’s hurting her?!” “but the sight is hurting my eyes-!”). miyeon and wonwoo were shaking their heads, chan and vernon signalled you to run.

so you did, giggling. minghao’s hand was squeezing yours, fingers intertwined.

you stormed into the classroom, textbooks almost falling out of your arms. you quickly scanned the room to see if snape was there… and of course he was there.

“um, good morning! i’m sorry for being late” you blurted out, walking over to your desk.

“what was it this time, miss l/n?” snape grunted, his eyes piercing your soul.

“sorry for being late– ” minghao bursted into the classroom, his tie loosened and collar all over the place, revealing his neck tinted in…

“ew” mingyu grunted. as the slytherin boy walked over to you, you fixed his collar with pink cheeks. you told him to do it but obviously he’s just an attention seeker… and he has a thing for showing off you’re a couple now.

snape was speechless. he turned around, sighing.

“prepare your potions. i’ll be checking them in a minute” he announced and you looked over at minghao, his eyes sparkling with boyish playfulness.

“idiot” you scoffed and nudged his arm.

you never used felix felicis, you just didn’t see any sense of even using a potion like that. despite that, you did feel lucky that you meet minghao while working on it. maybe it was just a side effect of felix felicis? or maybe just destiny?

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tosksuki · 4 months ago

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HES BACK!~

Paring: Kento Nanami x reader

WARNING: one slap😭😭😭, wine , breeding , overstim a lil bit, Kento calls you mommy! Yum! Just think nasty but nothing crazy but you get pregnant hehe?! If there are mistakes lmk i did not go back and edit it! Oopsie poopsies!

WordCount: 2.4k

Plot: Your husband finally comes home from deployment after a long couple of boringish months! You missed him as much as he missed you and after spending all that time with that mean ole sergeant there wasn’t anything wrong with a little babying……

Your husband after being gone for over half a year finally comes back home today! Its been so long, you were able to call or text since the service was poor, wasn't able to send as many letters you would've liked to either. To be honest you didn’t have many friends so you often found yourself lonely. You missed being able to lay up with the huge man. And if you were being honest you missed the sex!

Of course you had videos and tapes of the two of you to watch when you weren’t together but your hands neither your secret stash of toys were good enough! Youve worn all of his t’shirts and button ups being sure to spray some cologne on it just to go to sleep…or while you rode your dildo sniffing the scent wishing it was him so bad. Still not enough.

The entire week you spent getting ready for his return! Giving the house a nice deep clean and filling up the pantry with groceries. You ordered some new lingerie for his return home , praying he won't be too tired to see you in it. Now it was the big day, he wouldn’t be home till night so the entire day you groomed yourself, getting your hair, nails, toes, and lashes done. You put on a simple wayyy too short dress before you headed to the kitchen.

Your phone gave a ding as you checked your notifications. Your husband texted you he just arrived at the airport and was now on his way home. You bit your lip in excitement when you texted him back. You busied yourself with cooking, afterall your poor man was definitely sick of MRE meals.

An hour goes by and you plated the meals filling up glasses with some nice wine. You laid fresh clothes on the bed for him to change into. Just as you finished the doorbell rung, you immediately bolted to the door. “Who is it?” You yelled knowingly, “A robber!” The familiar voice said back. You threw open the door “NANAMII MY BABY” you said jumping onto him, catching him by surprise he stumbled a little bit before catching you with one arm. The action made your stomach churn, the man infront of you gave you a big toothy grin “I missed you honey!” He said through his deep laugh.

You gave him a big ole kiss wrapping your arms around him just to savor the moment. You stopped to grab his face and kiss all over it which made the man squeeze you tighter. He carried you while he walked inside your big penthouse closing the door with his foot. He dug his nose into the crook of your neck to get the smell of you he missed so much before giving it a quick kiss. “I made some food for you” you giggled as he put you down. “I kinda wanna eat the woman infront of me” he whispered hovering over you , you looked so much smaller compared to him before. Maybe it was because he grew so much muscle in these months. You weren’t complaining though, you were loving it.

“Hmm well I think you can have her for desert?” You sent him a wink. “Besides I think you’re pretty hungry…” you said pointing towards his growling stomach which made the two of you laugh. You grabbed his hand taking him to the dining room where the food sat but he was too busy watching your ass jiggle against the thin sad excuse of a dress. It barely covered half of your ass, the poor man had to shift his hardening dick in his pants. “Hey, eat eat eat!” You pushed him into the chair taking a seat across from him.

“Yes ma’am” he said, stuffing his mouth full of the food. “Can you get me a glass of water honey?” He requested, just an excuse to see you walk away. You placed the cup infront of him “there you go baby, muah” you emphasized giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you honey” he groaned but it was quiet enough that you weren’t able to hear it. “What did I miss while I was gone?” He questioned. “Mmm, OH! My sister had her baby” his heart thumped in his ears hearing the word baby. He’s been thinking about it for a few weeks, the idea of pumping you full and you carrying his kin made him excited.

“She actually ended up having twins, a boy and a girl” you said a smile plastered your face. “Let me show you”. You walked over to where you husband sat, taking a seat on his lap. You scrolled through the photos of you carrying and playing with the babies, your sister in the background of some sleeping her day away. “Dont you think we should have one of those?” He cooed in your ear pulling you against him more. You could feel his solid print twitching against the fat of your ass but you acted like you didn’t, innocently shifting a little making him grit his teeth. “Yeah! I been thinkin about it… you would be daddy ken” you laughed turning your head to face him.

“Can I have dessert now?” he pleaded eyes becoming hungrier as you left his lap already missing you. “Yeah baby” you whispered into his ear licking the soft skin. “Wanna take it to the bedroom” he eagerly nodded rushing the cold water down his throat to gain a pinch of sense. You took his hand leading him to the soft bed before pushing him to sit down. “Lemme make you feel good okay?” You gave him a kiss, a kiss that showed how much you missed him. He whimpered into your mouth as your tongue found his fighting for dominance. His hand cupped the back of your head before pulling you closer making the kiss sloppier. You pulled off his clothes leaving him bare.

His cock standing up slapping his torso, his tip was flushed and leaking excitedly. “Spit” you commanded and he spat into your hand leaning back a little further. He watched desperately as your hand rubbed and teased all over his length. “Please…” he whimpered as your hand moved slowly up and down. “Please what Ken?” You licked the corner of his lips “youve gotta use your words” you said gripping his thigh with your free hand. The action made him tense , he was embarrassed. After dealing with that mean sergeant nonstop you figured some babying will do him good.

“Ma’am please stop teasing” he groaned gripping your wrist. The new nickname made something ignite a slightly new side inside you. “Good boy” you cooed at him before twisting your wrist in an up and down motion. You added your other hand going the opposite direction making sure to cover the whole length. “Aha thank you” he was quivering under you. “I missed you so much” he wailed as your lips wrapped around his crying tip. You slowly took more into your mouth bobbing your head gently. Your eyes shot up at your husband, he was crumbling under you, the man watched your every movement with hearts in your eyes.

His hand found its way into your hair rubbing your scalp his breathing was getting heavier and you could tell he was gonna near his release. “You gonna cum f’ me already?” You questioned the quivering man. He nodded which made you slap his thighs, “yes ma’am” he whispered as his hips mindlessly rutted into your mouth. When you went back down you stuck your tongue out and opened your throat before letting him all the way in. The very loud and shameless gagging could be heard. He was such a mess moanin spewing out please and thank you.

“Im gonna cum honey” he said through vigorous moans and thrust. The spit and bubbles falling from your mouth dropped to his balls making them wet, you massaged them gently. “Can I pl-please” you swore he was about to cry, “just a little bit longer baby then you can i promise” you said giving his length a kiss. Your tongue wrapped around his tip viciously before you swirled it around. The man was losing his sanity looking at the filthy scene infront of him. “Mommy…” he whimpered quietly, “please let me cum” the name made you nearly cum yourself. “You’re so cute of course you can Ken” you commanded him, immediately he shot a heavy and thick load in your mouth.

“S-so go-od uh mhm th-thank youha so muc-h” he moaned loudly as his hips thrashed. You held your tongue out and made sure to lick him clean praising him “so good, mommys good boy Ken” you teased the new nickname at him making him look away from your gaze before you swallowed. You slowly stood up before slowly pulling up your dress revealing your new lingerie. Your panties were thin and crotchless and your bra was lacy and see through your tits practically spilled out the material. “Fuck me” kento scootched back on to the bed as you climbed over him. You looked at him like you were a predator and he was your prey. “Thats the idea baby, be patient” you squeezed his thighs slightly arching to give him a small view of whats next. You crawled over onto his lap before sitting down on his torso.

“Wanna see how much mommy missed her sweet husband's dick?” You spreading your legs open leaning back slightly to give him a view of your pussy. You put 2 fingers in your mouth sucking them lewdly to get them nice and wet. You traced your hand down your body before spreading your lips open so he could get a perfect view. Ken was watching you intently every movement you could feel his dick slapping your ass making you giggle. Your fingers rubbed your clit in fast circles “so pretty mommy” he gasped as you inserted the two fingers. “Ha-hada get your clothes and cologne- fuck!” You moaned watching him rub his thumb over your clit in quick circles this made your back arch.

“Yeah just like that” you praised sliding out your fingers before putting them in his mouth. He groaned around them sucking and licking them sweetly, his eyebrows furrowed as you shoved them further making him gag. “Awe m sorry baby” but you weren’t sorry, you liked no loved seeing the man melt away you loved this soft side you got from him. “Is okay (name), can i taste sum more” he begged eyes wide and doe like he was a cute little deer except nothing about him was little. You told him yes and as soon as the word left your mouth he lifted you up like you were nothing sitting you down on his face. “M-my bi-g boy” you stuttered when you felt his hot breath close in over your cunt. He was licking and sucking your clit so so so skillfully.

“Agh oh my FUCK!” You yelled when he slid both his tongue and fingers into your hole. “Shit, you doin s-so good baby” you have him broken moans as you fisted the pillows under his head. Your thighs squeezed his head the pleasure making you hunch over. “Ouh Uhhuh keep going fa’ me ken” you rocked your hips riding his face. His fingers moved faster curling up to press into an find that spongy soft spot. He ate you out like you were his last meal eyes watching as you lost it cumin in his mouth. “So good baby, so so good gna fuck you”. You slid off his face (hehe) before lowering yourself over his length. The both of you sighed in unison savoring the sweet moment, then your husband rocked his hips upward closing the space.

“O-oh you’re so fuckin’ big” you rocked up and down his length slowly, like clockwork he grabbed your hips guiding you. You unclipped the lacy bra letting your tits fall. Kento sat up sucking and rolling the buds in his mouth. “Mo-mommy you’re so soft” he moaned spit connecting between your chest and his mouth. He was looking up at you asking for more needing more. “Just for my baby” you gave him a kiss wrapping your arms around his neck to give you some leverage. You planted one of your knees on the bed and the new angle made him push against your sweet spot. “Kento m’ missed you s-so fucking much” your hips picking up the pace. His hips meeting you in the middle causing him to slap against your heat.

“Missed you more honeyyy” your man strained out before wrapping his arms around your back. He smacked into you profusely making your walls clench. “You love fucking your pussy? Huh baby?” You questioned digging your nails into his back. He knocked you off balance making him lay flat on his back. The new angle made him bottom out you were chest to chest grinding together not moving an inch together. “I- ugh asked you a question” you gave him a light a smack on the cheek before squeezing his face. “Yes ma’am, you take me so good” he grunted “m gonna cum mommy” he whined feeling the tight coil in him and to snap.

“You wanna cum inside me? Gna fill me me up with your thick cum baby” you moaned as he lifted you up and down. “Oh fuck yes, gonna make you a mama” he moaned. You were fucking eachother sloppily before he came stirring your insides. “Holy shit its so good so so good ” there were tears streaming down the man’s face. You still fucked him chasing your release your hand wrapping around his throat making him overstimulated. “Gonna. Breed this pussy mommy” your hips shook violently as he pushed against your g-sptot. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck” you screamed out in loud moans as you came your walls clenching around him which made him cum again.

The room was filled with heavy breathing and nothing else. You kissed up your husbands neck placing sweet kisses along his jaw his hand rubbed the small of your back making you softly moan arching your back slightly more. “Thank you (name)” kento said gently with his eyes closed. “You’re welcome baby i missed you sooo much” you gave him a tight squeeze making him laugh. “Les just stay like this, so it doesn’t go to waste?” You giggled at his suggestion agreeing because you were partly too tired.

“You’re gonna be a daddy Kennyyy” you whispered noting the man is sleeping after his long day doing who knows what. You were just happy he was home and so was he.

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sturniccz · 1 year ago

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Pretty boy

Chris Sturniolo smut. If you dont like it, leave.

slightly inspired by a request i received, but not fully because im not comfortable writing the full request, this is what yall get😭😭💕

Warnings: nothing crazy tbh, mommy kink, sumbissive chris, slight age gap, oral, fem receiving, swearing, lmk if i missed anything!

not proofread, feel free to send requests!

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Being best friends with your older brothers, coworker does have its perks, but at times like these, when all Chris wants to feel is love, He swears he would do anything. He has never really been into relationships, or any kind of love feeling other than the love he has for his family, but as for y/n, Justin‘s coworker at his new location for his job, he has discovered a new feeling that he has never felt before, which somehow scares him.

Every time he’s with Justin, y/n is there also. After a significant amount of time of knowing each other, they have grown to be very close with each other, regardless of their age gap. With Chris being freshly 20 years, old, and Laila, being 25, it almost feels illegal to have such feelings for her. But he didn’t care, all he wanted was to make her feel good. Thats what she deserves.

Another night crept upon Chris and he cant help but feel the absence of her not being in the house like usual. After some thought, he decided to send her a message politely asking her to come over. Regardless of her being so hesitant, he insisted, and eventually she caved.

After about 15 minutes there was three soft knocks at the front door, and Chris quickly jumped up, walking to the front of the house to greet her. He was excited, and it was obvious from the slight tent in his sweatpants.

“Hey Chris, how are you doing? Why did you want me to come over so late?” she breathes. “Its only 10,” he replies, “and plus im your favorite co-workers little brother, right?” he asks, only half serious, trying to keep a conversation going. “Well, I suppose I dont know any boys better than you.” She chuckles.

This caused Chris to freeze. He began to get lost in his thoughts, staring at her as she makes her way into the kitchen, grabbing herself a drink and getting comfortable on the couch. Chris makes his way over to sit next to her, noticing that she’s significantly keeping her distance from him.

“Do you wanna watch a movie?” she quietly suggests, almost as a way to erase some of the deafening silence between the two. “U-uh sure, you can pick.” He stutters. She chuckles at his remark. “You sure you’re alright pretty boy?” she laughs, an inside joke, of course she didn’t mean it whenever she calls him pretty boy, but she is completely unaware of the affect it has on the boy. Physically.

“Yeah it’s nothing just put on whatever you want” he says, trying his best to just end this painfully flirty conversation in fear of her noticing his boner.

Not even ten minutes pass by and Chris can’t seem to keep his eyes off of her. She’s so gorgeous its almost unreal, as if shes a genuine angel that got lost on the way to heaven. Her hair is so perfect the way it rests across her shoulders, and the way her necklace looks laying against her collarbones. He could look at her forever, but he couldn’t, he might just die from getting so horny.

“Alright why are you staring at me? Do i have something on my face?” She snaps, not meaning to startle him, but still coming across as angry. He loved it.

“No, sorry.” He breathes as he reverts his attention back to the film on the screen. Less than ten seconds later he’s staring again. “Alright Chris stop doing that.” She says, using the same tone as before and somehow getting even deeper under his skin. “O-okay, i’m sorry,” he says looking into his lap, “i just think you’re pretty.” he finishes. “You think im pretty? Chris you’ve hardly ever spoken to be before why are you telling me this?” she questions, slightly confused and slightly turned on. “I just wanna make you feel special, wanna show you love, wanna be good for you. Am i good for you?” he blurts out, hardly thinking.

She is completely stunned by his words, but chooses to play along, with the boy now laying his head and shoulders in her lap. “Of course. You’re good for me Chrissy, always.” she says looking down at him, playing with his hair. “Do you wanna show me how good you can be? Show me how much you love me, baby?” she says as he slowly sits up, looking at her in the eyes. “Y-Yeah? You mean it?” he asks, a bit hesitant about what he had said. She nods.

“Be a good boy for mommy and touch me, yeah?” She is completely in control. Chris is practically at her mercy at the moment, and he is fucking loving it. Chris lets out a small whine as he begins trailing his hand down her torso, stopping just above her waistband. He looks at her for a nod pf approval one last time before finally making his way down her body.

After quickly removing her leggings, he leaves a long trail of wet, open mouthed kisses from the crook of her neck all the way down to her panties. He licks a stripe from the bottom to the top of her pussy over the pink, lace fabric, stopping right at her heat. Her hand slowly makes its way to his hair, slightly pushing down. “Go ahead baby, show mommy how much you love her.” She’s good at this. Really fucking good. So good that Chris begins riding the fabric of the couch he was previously sat on, trying to get any amount of friction he could.

He loved eating pussy. So much so that he didn’t even consider any foreplay, he went straight in, tongue fucking the older girl, looking straight into her eyes. “Oh fuck, Chris! God your mouth is amazing-“ she cuts herself off with a moan as he slips a finger into her. “God- Fuck, Chris!” she moans biting her lip. “Good boy, baby, such a good boy for me. Keep going baby you’re doing so good-“ she says looking down at him as he lets out a guttural moan at the names.

Chris is a slut for praise. Her fingers curled in his scalp as he adds another finger, in hopes of getting more praise from her, now curling upwards. “Fuck, yes right there! Oh god-“ she says arching her back. Chris removes his mouth, replacing it with his thumb temporarily. “You’re so pretty mommy, I can never get enough of you.” he says leaving kisses to the inside of her thighs before returning to her heat. “Fuck Chris- Im gonna cum! Gonna cum on your fingers, yeah, baby? You gonna be a good boy and l-let me cum on your hand?” she says stuttering and arching her back. He nods in agreement, remaining eye contact before her eyes squeezed shut and she threw her head back. Letting out the sluttiest moans and whimpers, she finally finishes on Chris’ fingers, watching as he pulls them out and placing them into his mouth, sucking off the juices.

“God thats hot.” she admits. “You calling me a good boy is hot for fucks sake.” he breathes. “You want me to take care of you?” She asks, looking at the obvious bulge in Chris’ sweats. “No, I just wanna sleep. M’tired” Chris says before snuggling into her space between her neck and her chest. “Okay Chrissy, you get some sleep. You did good for me, love.” She says as she watches his breathing steady and him slowly drift off into a deep, very much needed sleep.

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serqphites · 1 year ago

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VICTORIA NEUMAN X COMFORTING!READER

format: blurb

warnings: mentions of blood, implied murder, nightmare, if i missed anything lmk!

word count: 377

a/n: first time writing for the boys 👀 i’m obsessed with the boys + genv rn so if you have any requests for either shows do send them! i will write for literally anyone aside from the deep :)

not proof read!

the way i see this going starts with you being worried sick as to why she hasn’t come home yet. victoria always makes sure to give you a call or shoot you a quick text when she’s on her way home (it is 100% just to check if you ever want take out because she’s a sucker for it)

so when it’s been just over half an hour with no text or call, it’s safe to say you’re extremely concerned for your wife’s whereabouts.

imagine vic reaching for the doorknob and hesitating because she’s scared of what you’ll think of her SOMEBODY SEDATE MEEE

you hear noises from near the front door and go to investigate, only to find victoria standing on your ‘welcome home’ mat (she didn’t wanna get blood on the floor) shaking, just staring back at you.

without even thinking about it you engulf her in a hug so tight she lets out a tiny wheeze. “vic honey, what happened? are you hurt?” you ask in a soft voice, slightly pulling away from the hug

she just pulls back into the hug and hides her face in the crook of your neck :(

she is obviously in shock so i don’t think you’d get much out of her, maybe some mumbling here and there but your main way to get answers from her is be by a shake or a nod of her head

i think the rest of the night would consist of a warm shower together (yes you washed her hair for her), leftovers from the night before and snuggles snuggles snuggles!!

at the end of the night she finally tells you what happened. she’s quite vague and refuses to look at you (my small pookie i’m gonna cry)

big hugs after that <3

bonus+! she has a nightmare the same night about what she did to tony, waking up crying and apologising :( the sounds of her distress soon wake you up and you immediately spring into action, comforting her and letting her know that she’s okay + she’s safe with you and all that lovely gay shit we adoreee

a/n: hope you enjoyed<3 if you have any requests for the boys please lmk! and don’t worry i still love munagenius i haven’t forgotten about them!!

#victoria neuman #victoria neuman x reader #claudia doumit #the boys #the boys x reader #genv

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foreverisntenough · 9 months ago

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- YOU’RE MINE -

Summary: While you daydreamed about his face an ocean apart, he had no idea what yours was about to do to him. With a twist of fate and the heat of summer, a new relationship would completely ransack his heart - Everyday heavy with the thought of one another, neither of you were going to let the unexpected love of your life go. You were going to be his, you were his, and you were going to stay his.

Warnings: This series will contain fluff, suggestion, smut (unprotected sex,) mentions of pregnancy, love bombing, occasionally sad, kind of angsty, alcohol consumption - not sure what else really… if i miss anything please lmk!

Note: I hope you like it! There will definitely be more parts (don’t know how many just yet though.)

INDEX

Chapter 24 - ‘You’re Mine’

Trent held your hand with one and carried your bag with his other. When you all stumbled back into the villa after your day on the yacht you had a tight turn around to get ready for dinner and a night out at a big club. You were praying it would be nothing like your last night out at a club and there would be no Chase in sight. You put your worries in the back of your mind and hurried around your room trying to pick out the perfect outfit. You threw it on the bed and scurried into the en-suite to shower first. You started to undress in the bathroom when Trent walked in.

“Wow, honestly… I am the luckiest man in the world. Jesus.” He looked at you eyes wide with a silly grin on his face. He was in awe of your naked body.

“You’re ridiculous, I need to shower quickly.” You cooed starting to step into the shower.

“I can help you if you want, speed things up.” He said cheekily stepping towards you. His hands reached out to caress your smooth skin.

“It will most definitely slow things down…” you paused when Trent began to slip off his clothes. Seeing his toned tanned body changed your mind almost immediately as you felt your mouth water. “But maybe I do need a little help, come here pretty boy.” You giggled as he stepped into the shower with you. He pressed you up against the cold shower tiles as the warm water cascaded down your naked bodies.

“You’re so fucking hot, baby.” Trent moaned as you worked kisses down his neck. You kissed at his chest and slowly started to get onto your knees in front of him. “Fuck you’re perfect.” His breath hitched as your hands wrapped around his hard cock.

“I wanna suck your cock, T.” You begged pouting your lips.

“Yeah? Go on baby, whatever you want.” He smiled pretty happily with what you wanted at the moment. You wasted no time, immediately taking his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around him. Trent leaned back groaning at the sensation before gripping some of your hair. He pushed your head down gently but forcing more of his cock into your mouth. You moaned again around him, the vibrations just about sending Trent over the edge. You hollowed your cheeks and forced yourself to take more of his cock down your throat. Spit pooled in the corners of your mouth as you gagged a little around him, bobbing up and down on him. “Fuck, good girl, taking my cock so well” Trent groaned. His words making your pussy throb. He started to twitch in your mouth as he hit the back of your throat continuously. He couldn’t hold on anymore, you felt too good. “Gonna make me cum. Want to swallow for me, baby?” He was barely able to get the words out when you nodded and he spilled into your mouth. He filled you full of his cum as your eyes watered, sucking him still. You moaned at the warm sensation. You opened your mouth for him to see his cum dripping from your tongue. You swallowed and opened your mouth again to show him how good you did. He smiled and shook his head in disbelief as he pulled you off him slowly and brought you back up to him. Trent abruptly picked your body up and pushed your back against the cold wall again as he held you. You wrapped your legs around him and started kissing him passionately and messily. He pulled away for a moment, loosening his hold.

“T, don’t drop me.” You moaned, ghosting your lips over his. He lined up his cock at your entrance, teasing you with the tip.

“Nah, would never drop you, beautiful.” He grunted as his cock slid into you slowly. Eliciting a deep moan from both of you. Your eyes fluttering closed from the stretch. “Feel so good, baby.” As you tightened your legs around his waist. He rolled his hips against you and his cock pressed deeper into hitting a spot only he knew. When he found the perfect rhythm you could feel the knot in your stomach tightening. He sucked and nibbled onto your sensitive neck when you could feel your high rapidly approaching.

“T…” you whined as he reached in between you and rubbed your clit in harsh tight circles

"Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good, you're so fucking wet for me, fuck” Trent could barely focus you felt so good. You could barely speak from how good he felt. Your stomach tightened and your walls fluttered as you came, squirting a little.

“Fuck! Ffuck T, I’m cumming. Shit baby, you feel so good, oh my god.” Your head collapsed onto his shoulder as he relentlessly pounded into you as you rode out your high.

"You take me so well, fuck, you're making such a mess, baby.” And you were. Trent hissed as his cock twitched in you feeling how messy you were.

“Cum in me, please, baby” you begged in a haze as you gushed around him. You pressed your chest against his and he groaned hearing you say words that he loved.

“Yeah, want me to fill you up, baby? Hmm?” Trent grunted, thrusting particularly hard. “Gonna be a good girl and take all my cum? Fuck! I love you so m-mmuch” You could only whine and nod. “Need you to cum for me one more time though.” He asked you but before he even finished the sentence you both were overtaken by earth shattering orgasms.

“Shit! T! I love you oh my god fuck!” You felt white hot pleasure course through you. You were practically shaking but Trent held you tighter to him as he pumped you full.

“Oh fuck, baby. Be a good girl, yeah? Shit shit shit, feels so fucking good. Take it for me.” He moaned, pressing you further into the shower wall as your pussy clenched tighter around him. He emptied his load inside you as you both breathed heavily. Eventually after minutes of short breaths, I love yous, and highs coming down, he gently set you on your feet. You clung to him as the warm water continued to fall.

“That was so good. Holy fuck.” You whispered still out of breath against his skin.

“Baby… that was. Jesus, that was so fucking good. I love you so much.” Trent whispered back equally out of breath as his big hands rubbed your back. “So good for me.” You got out of the shower, the warm water and cold AC in the house had you shivering. “Aw, come here, baby” Trent cooed, wrapping a towel around you and pulling you against his body.

“I love you.” You murmured looking up at his pretty face. He looked down at you with a soft smile.

“I know, pretty girl and I love you. I can’t wait to cum in you and get you pregnant soon” He said it so seriously, so casually it made your heart skip a beat so you giggled. “Hmm? What’s so funny?” He laughed with you squeezing you tighter to him.

“I really want that now, T.” You said greedily clinging to him dreaming of getting pregnant.

“Yeah? Well you were Miss. let’s have a proper chat after Greece so you're gonna have to wait till we get back to England.” He teased pressing a kiss to your forehead before letting go of you.

“C’monnnnn, don’t you want to be a daddy? Let’s just start now!” You whined jokingly, grabbing at him. He snapped his head though quick to look back at you.

“Do not.” He started to laugh, unable to hold it in. “ Do not start with the whole daddy thing right now or you will not leave this bed for the rest of the trip. That’s a promise, yeah?” He was actually pretty serious but it was a little funny so he giggled some more. You pecked his lips.

“Sure, whatever you say, daddy.” You cheekily cooed rolling your eyes walking to the other room. He let out a breath shaking his head looking at himself still in the bathroom mirror trying to compose himself. You were joking but the name set something off in him he couldn't entertain right now.

You went to Lauren’s room now that you were clean and feeling just a little bit better than you did before your shower thanks to Trent’s help. You showed her the outfit you had planned and in true fashion she hyped you up as you slipped into it. It was a semi sheer two piece set in a pretty light pink that looked perfect with your skin tone. It was a little one shoulder top with a rosette detail, the mini skirt ruched on one side showing a little extra skin and had a matching rosette too. You paired the set with a pair of strappy silver heeled sandals, a statement earring, and a fun little beaded bag from Staud. Lauren decided tonight was the perfect time for her to pull out the sheer mini dress she had gushed over back at your house in England. Music began to pump through the villa. You’d give it to them, the boys had great music taste so you were getting really excited for the night, the vibes were good already. You took a few photos with Lauren including one particularly good mirror pic. Lauren posted a live version of it to her story with a song the boys were playing. You reposted it to your own Instagram pretty content with how you looked. You came out of Lauren’s room to the living room where all of them were lounging around waiting as expected for you to finally be ready.

“Finally!” Jobe groaned dramatically. He stood up out of his chair throwing his hands. “Can we pleasssse eat now!” He whined eliciting a big laugh from the whole group.

“Yes, Jobe. We can eat now. Thank you for being so patient” you said giggling. Trent came over though and stopped you from walking with everyone to the dining table outside. He wrapped his arms around you pulling you into his warm embrace.

“You… are the most beautiful girl in the world. Did you know that? Hmm?” he cooed with his ever gorgeous big smile before pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

“Thank you, my T. You’re not so bad yourself.” you giggled blushing at how sweet he was.

“How did I get so lucky? Let me see the whole look…C’mon.” He held your hand above your head as you gave him a little twirl still giggling, the blush becoming more visually apparent on your face.

“Stop!” You whined. When you faced him again you pressed your body into his, hiding your face in his neck getting shy under his gaze.

“You’re unreal, baby. And all mine, right?” He whispered, nuzzling his face down into you. You pulled your head away from him and gave him a little kiss in return. He hummed in contentment. “I don’t think the shower was enough for me. Need a little more of you.” He said with a sly smile starting to walk you away from the direction you needed to go in and back towards the bedroom. His hands on you sliding to some less innocent places.

“No, no, no! Jobe will murder us. Plus I know you’re hungry.” You placed a kiss on his nose.

“Could think of something I’m little more hungry for other than dinner.” He whispered again. You giggled, wiggling out of his hold and rushing around him pulling his arm to follow you outside.

“Come on, let's go eat… food, T, just food.” You joked as he caught up to you and held your hand whilst you walked to take your seat at dinner. All the boys and Lauren and you and Trent got settled for another beautiful dinner overlooking the coastline. The food was wonderfully prepared by a chef and was just about as good as the wine you were drinking was. The meal was beautifully prepared and you just felt lucky to be there. The sentiment washed over you and you wanted to remember the feeling so you started to take a few pictures of everyone, the table, the food, and of course Trent. You took a photo of the sunsetting and posted it on your own instagram story relishing in how amazing your life felt sometimes.

“Good picture that.” Jude cooed looking down at his phone seeing your story. “I’m gonna post that.” Not even looking up at you in the slightest.

“Erm… no? That’s my photo.” You laughed teasing not actually going to care but he was ridiculous and easy to rile up.

“Yeah, c’mon. Don’t you want millions of people to see your photo, not just your mum?” He took a jab at you.

“Rude but fine, whatever Jude. Better give me credit then.” You rolled your eyes at him. You wrapped up dinner and waited for cars to come and bring you all to a very hard to get into club that you would breeze into. A little while after you arrived, you sat in a private area as Trent’s hand gripped your thigh. It made you feel special when he was occupied in a conversation but still kept a hand on you. He’d squeeze your leg every so often letting you know he loved you even if was talking about something silly with George at the moment. You snapped another photo of his big hand gripping your bare thigh tightly and posted it on your story. Writing some text over it ‘Yours xx’ Trent stood up to go talk to Jude but not before giving you a little kiss. You sat back and looked at everything unfolding in front of you in amazement. The colored lights flashed and the musics base shook your whole body, you could feel your heart beat and the liquor you were drinking warming you, but even with all the stimulants the most incredible thing was that the most gorgeous boy in the world was all yours toting you around with him. Trent skin was illuminated by a blue light beaming down and in some way, that only he could manage, he just looked beautiful. You didn’t really care about the VIP area you were in or the luxury villa you were staying in, all you cared about was seeing that smile on his face. You wanted to keep it there forever. You took the last sip of your drink. As you felt the tequila race down your throat you were reminded that when you did leave Greece, that on the flight you would be getting on tomorrow to go home, you’d be one more day closer to trying to get pregnant with him, to become a mum, to have a family. It was insane. You looked up and caught Trent’s eyes and yours watered a little. You were drunk revving up your emotions a little higher, but seeing him had your heart racing. He gave you a cheeky wink and you pouted at how cute he was. You couldn’t wait to get home now. Your pout quickly disappeared though when you saw Lauren leave Jude’s side and B line to you.

“How the fuck did we end up here!” Lauren yelled coming to sit next to you, handing you another drink smiling big. You both sat back in a booth and watched as two of the biggest names in English football stood in front of you laughing, in a private VIP area at a club in Greece. “It’s hilarious…” she started laughing leaning her head onto your shoulder. She was right. It was insane you ended up here.

“It feels like a fever dream sometimes…” you said giggling. Marcel came and sat next to you two and you were having the time of your life, drinking, dancing, singing. Lauren posted another Instagram story rapping… you want to say maybe it was ‘Drip or Drown’ or something with Marcel in the loud club. Her instagram filled with perfect videos that would serve as her memories tomorrow when she inevitably couldn't remember the night.

By the time you had left the club, the sun was starting to come up.

“At this point going to sleep feels dumb. Anyone want to swim?” Jude asked openly to the group. He was met with a myriad of yeses so you found yourself all lounging around the pool watching the sky change colors in bathing suits. Trent came over and picked you up off a chair you were in sitting next to George and pulled you with him. He walked with you to the edge of the infinity pool and you two stood there watching the sunrise as he rubbed his hands up and down your spine.

“Love you so much.” He whispered, pressing a kiss into your hair. You leaned up to give him a real kiss on the lips. His hands dropping to palm your ass. He hummed with his hands on your skin. You were going to tell him you loved him too but before the words would come out your sentence was stopped by a bunch of whistles and comments being yelled by everyone further back towards the villa.

“You’re ruining the view!” George yelled out.

“Get a room!” Marcel jeered laughing with George.

“You should just propose now, T!” Lauren teased then proceeded to pull out her phone to capture the moment.

“Stop!” Marcel laughed at Lauren. “Do not put that idea in his head.” Marcel joked and George laughed knowing that that idea was very much so already in Trent’s head.

Lauren took a video of the sun rising but simultaneously in her story you and Trent’s figures stood in the frame and the commentary could be heard muffled by the music that was blaring from inside the house. She posted it not before writing some text. ‘Don’t fuck it up TAA.’ She always teased him that he better not hurt you. He would never and she knew that but that’s what made it a little funny.

You were exhausted when you got inside. It was wayyy too early or late, you don’t know but you needed sleep regardless. You collapsed onto the bed still in your bikini trying to cuddle up to Trent who was managing to actually get ready for sleep unlike you.

“Alright sleepy girl gotta get you changed first, huh?” He cooed, picking your limp body up.

“I can’t do it, T.” You pouted rolling over to look at him.

“I’ll help you, baby. Okay?” He mused knowing you were going to be lazy and stubborn if he didn’t. He peeled off your top and bottoms leaving you bare. “Mmmm can I keep you just like this?” Trent greedily said his eyes unable to look anywhere but your naked body. His hands caressed your skin.

“Yeah… but you can’t wear anything either then.” You cooed equally as greedy, grabbing at him.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Trust me baby I’m definitely going to join you.” He laughed pulling his shirt over his head. He climbed onto the bed and settled leaning back against the headboard wearing nothing now. He looked jaw droppingly perfect per usual. “C’mere, beautiful. Gimme a cuddle.” He gestured for you. You slowly moved over to him and tucked perfectly in his arms. When you went to lay your head on his chest though you felt the back of your earrings poke you.

“T….” You whined. “Can you take out my earrings, please?” You had about 6 dainty little diamond stud piercings on each ear so he just kinda stared at you for a moment trying to deduce which to take out.

“Which one, baby?” He started laughing. “There’s a lot of them, pretty girl…”

“T, like my earrings…” you whined providing no further clarification so he opted to take out the larger statement ones you had also been wearing. He took one out and then waited for you to help him by moving your head but you didn’t.

“Turn your head, gotta get the other…” he continued to laugh. You were being a brat but he never minded playing into this type of stuff for you, it was cute. “Okay, all good?” He said placing the earrings in a jewelry dish on the bedside table.

“I love you.” You slurred sleepily “Thank you, T. You’re so nice to me.” You whispered getting more comfortable in his arms as he layed back down pulling you into his side. He kissed your temple.

“Too nice…” he joked, pressing another kiss on you.

“Mean…” you pouted, rolling your bottom lip.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I love you, baby. Do anything for you, always. Go to sleep, alright?”

“Mmmhmm, T. I love you.” You cooed nestling closer to him.

When you woke up later in the day you were still cuddled up with Trent happily feeling the warm sun seep through the windows.

Lazily, you found yourself cuddled on the couch disregarding the coffee George was kind enough to make you in an effort to stay close to the beautiful shirtless boy next to you. Jude walked into the room with a devious smile and winked at you which had you naturally a little concerned.

“What…” you cautiously asked him. He ignored your question and peered over at Trent who had now also turned his attention to Jude.

“Did you know you’re sharing Y/N with me now… what a lad you are.” Jude joked while scrolling through his phone to try to find one of the Daily Mail or Sun articles posted about your day on the yacht.

“Huh? What are you on about, mate?” Trent replied utterly confused but gained some clarity quickly when Jude tossed his phone to him. “Oh yeah, that’s lovely that.” Trent started laughing. You stretched your neck to see what was on the phone but you were less impressed.

“That’s bad! Like why?” You whined as your eyes widened as you kept scrolling through the article. “Your mums are going to see this!” You yelled zooming in on your scantily clad ass in one photo.

“Relax! It’s fine. It’s just garbage news.” Jude scoffed, not bothered in the slightest. He had a similar approach to Trent and just let these things roll off his back.

“I don’t think Dianne is the type of lady whose reading The Sun, Y/N to be fair.” George piped up now looking on his own phone at the articles.

“Erm… She probably is if it’s about her son and his girlfriend getting passed around.” You sighed and buried your head on Trent trying to hide from the embarrassment.

“It’s not a big deal, baby. Same old… it’ll pass. Nothing changes, yeah?” Trent tried to console you. You were all set to leave Greece later tonight so you hoped once you returned home and left the island that all the drama that ensued here would stay there. You laid on Trent a little longer as you scrolled on your phone aimlessly when you came across a familiar photo. Jude had posted a carousel to his Instagram feed. The first slide was your photo you had taken at dinner.

“You little shit!” You yelled for Jude who was sitting in the kitchen to hear. He just shook his head ignoring you. You took it upon yourself to comment and call him out to tease on the post.

‘What a photo, who took it? Like… you’re welcome 🙄’

Jude laughed in the kitchen seeing it pop up. He liked the comment and closed his phone and so did you.

Like any instagram of Jude’s every detail in the photos, every like, and every comment was analyzed by fans alike. One girl in particular had noticed your comment and the fact that Jude had liked it. She wondered… who were you? She clicked onto your public profile and her eyes squinted. Followed by Trent Alexander-Arnold, Curtis Jones, Jude Bellingham, Bukaya Saka, Jobe Bellingham… the list went on. Who the hell were you? You had stories still up so she tapped your little profile picture. There was the mirror picture with Lauren. She didn’t care and tapped to the next slide… It was the photo Jude had just posted. So you are with Jude on this trip? She tapped backwards to look at you and Lauren again. It was then she recognized you both from the articles. She clicked on Lauren’s profile. She looked at you both again in the mirror, tapped next to see Lauren and Marcel screaming lyrics in the club and her eyes widened. That was Trent’s brother… she was shocked. After more and more stories from the club of all of you, she landed on the video of you and Trent later at sunset. She read Lauren’s text over and over again seeing her tag your username and Trent’s. She immediately clicked on your profile again. She clicked your story one more time and saw your post with a very familiar hand on your thigh. She combed through your profile more and her jaw slacked. You were everywhere the boys were, holidays, tournaments, and… oh my god you’re with Trent’s family. She was completely bewildered which was when she clicked on the Highlight reel on your page entitled ‘T❤️’ There on the glowing screen of a strangers phone your entire relationship played out from the first bouquet of flowers years ago to his hand on your thigh mere hours earlier. She watched more of your stories as she heard your unfamiliar giggle and Trent’s very familiar voice echo from her phone . Holy shit… she had just found Trent Alexander-Arnold’s mystery girlfriend.

“Y/N L/N…?” She whispered to herself. Your name uttered aloud for the very first time.

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Thank you for continuing reading! Please like, comment, or message what you think of the chapter / series … 🤍

Next part - Chapter 25 xx

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fangirl-in-general · 15 days ago

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How would Rhys and Pierce react that reader who a friend of Ava is a witch?

OOOOO I love this idea!! Rhys and Pierce are not my number one characters so forgive me if I screw up their personalities a bit but here goes!!

Warnings: slight suggestive content, I am not a practicing witch so I intentionally left it a little vague when it came to actual practices, some language, slight violence in Pierce's oneshot, lmk if I missed anything!

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Rhys

It hadn't been more than a month since Ava called me screaming and crying over some 'demons' taking over her life.

"Please you have to get them out!! They're driving me crazy!!"

"Get them out?? I'm not an exorcist! I'm a witch!! And a new one at that! I can barely cast a hex much less dispel evil spirits! Girl, call a priest!!" Aca and I have always had each other's backs, ever since high school. I was always the one she would call when she needed something and considering how lonely we both were and how hard it became for her to rely on other people, I felt it was an honor. Though she did overdo it from time to time.

"Spirits? What no! There's actually five men in my house claiming to be demons!!" Wait what...

"IT'S DAEMOS HUMAN!!! CORRECT IT OR I WILL!!!" The unfamiliar voice on the other end of the phone made my heart sink to the floor and I immediately grabbed my keys and a can of wasp spray and raced out the door.

That was about two weeks ago, and I haven't left Ava alone since. They don't seem intent on taking advantage of her 'hospitality', but I wasn't going to take any chances. Especially not with how comfortable she had grown letting them wander about her house unsupervised. One of them went through her bra drawer like a lunatic for crying out loud!!! talking about 'sources of power' and what not.

Creeps...

Rhys, the only one who seemed relatively well adjusted, came and sat next to me at the kitchen counter. I kept my eyes glued to the cards in front of me.

The Tower Upright...

interesting

"Excuse me, I don't mean to intrude. What are those?"

A distracted smile makes its way to my face as I continue to shuffle the cards, another pops out. "Tarot cards. And you're not intruding as long as you don't take them from me like Asch did."

The Chariot reversed...

Rhys lets out a nervous chuckle and continues to inspect my actions. "Do they...do anything?"

I steal a glance; his brows are pressed together in concentration and his eyes pass between expectance and curiosity. "More or less. They're kind of like a guiding tool. We can use them to better understand ourselves and connect with the universe around us. They can be a useful way to prepare for coming events, or to better handle current ones. But most people don't believe in it so it's whatever I guess."

He gasps slightly. "Intriguing. So you use them to see the future and read minds?"

The snort that came out of me was far from intentional, but I honestly had no other idea how to react to that statement. "I mean, sure something like that."

"Can you read mine?"

I turned to him. "You want me to do a tarot reading for you?"

He nodded with more excitement than I had seen from any of them besides the pink one. I shrugged and began to reshuffle the cards. "Fine but just a basic one. I'm still a new witch and I don't wanna hear anything mean or judgy from someone who doesn't even-"

"You're a witch??"

For some reason I felt my blood run cold. I felt like a bug under a microscope, and I couldn't tell if the gaze he had fixed me with was simply observation, or calculation. Similar feelings with vastly different intentions. But both managed to send a shiver down my spine and a reluctant blush to my cheeks.

All I could muster was a nod before forcing myself back to shuffling.

"That's incredible!! Why did you not tell us before! Ava told us she was a powerful sorceress but TWO powerful magic users working together is surely a force to be reckoned with!! You must tell me what you know! I want to learn everything!"

His words forced a smile to my face, and I couldn't help the blush that accompanied it.

His praises continued. "I knew you had to be quite skilled to be so close to Princess Ava, but this explains it all! You were simply trying to hide your abilities so that we wouldn't expect your attack if something went wrong!! How incredibly intelligent!" He leaned forward, excitement practically bursting from him. "Please read this 'tarot' I simply must see your skills firsthand!"

I let a chuckle escape and went back to shuffling the deck. Two cards fell out.

"Death, and High Preist reversed..."

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Peirce

"You know what Leif!! One of these days you're gonna wish you kept your dirty little mouth shut for once!!"

Leif was (as usual) doing nothing but being the biggest menace he possibly could be. Stealing my phone, going through my things, screaming in my ear, shit talking, etc.

To say I had enough was an understatement. The only thing that kept me from wringing his neck was a large muscley arm wrapping around my torso and throwing me over his shoulder. "Hey! Wha- PEIRCE!!" My screaming didn't stop him from wordlessly lugging me to my room and tossing me onto the bed. Now I know what you're thinking 'omg that's so sexy this is totally about to get fun' well I thought the exact same thing the first three times this happened, and I'll admit the thought still crosses my mind the twelve times it's happened since then but NO! This is still a (mostly) family friendly blog after all (for now).

Anyway, I sit up with a groan and glare at Peirce who has made himself comfortable in the chair in the corner of the room. This happens so often that it's practically scripted at this point. Leif is an ass, I get frustrated, Peirce gets tired, carries me to my room, then babysits me so I won't go out and try to strangle the antagonistic fiend in the other room.

At this point I'm done. I'm so sick of Leif and his attitude and lack of consequences. Just because they think Ava is a powerful sorceress and they don't think I'm anything more than her confidant doesn't mean they get to push me around. Leif is gonna get what's coming to him.

I glance at Peirce who is sitting arms crossed, still watching me though his gaze is softer now. I jump off the bed and head to my desk. digging through the drawers I pull out some candles and begin flipping through the book of incantations I keep tucked under a floorboard. I used to store said book in my nightstand drawer but surprise surprise, the guys went rummaging through my things and I don't trust them not to mess with it.

I'm missing a key piece to the puzzle. "Hey Peirce?"

A hum can be heard from the corner.

"Could I talk you into stealing some of Leif's hair for me?" I turn and give him the sweetest least guilty smile I could muster. He rises slowly and stalks over to me looming as he stared into my eyes as if inspecting for a motive. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't realized how much larger than me he was, because I had defiantly noticed, and it was absolutely something I thought of frequently.

He let out quiet grunt and left the room. I was probably imagining the blush on his cheeks, but the image was going to stay in my head for a painfully long time.

"Peirce w- OW!!! YOU PRICK WHAT THE HELL!!!"

Leif's screaming was nothing new, but it almost made my heart swell to know that Peirce was willing to potentially start a confrontation just to get something I asked without any context at all. 'I should definitely kiss him for that'

He came back into the room holding a suspiciously large chunk of blond hair and handed it to me. I smiled at him, and he nodded before following me over to my desk.

"What are you doing?" His voice always caught me off guard. It was a beautiful, gentle, sound that filled my ears like a deep breath after drowning. I wish he would talk more but I didn't ever want to force him.

"I'm gonna hex him."

"Leif?"

I hum a confirmation and turn to the desk with the supplies. He continues his questioning. "On Daemos it takes a very skilled witch to perform such a task. Are you a skilled witch?"

I nod. The 'skilled' aspect was more or less true. My mentor was very skilled, and I'd been training under her for almost two years now, but I still had a long way to go, and she'd probably scold me big time for simply attempting this... but who said she had to know.

"So you are...magic?"

I turned to look at him. He stood next to the desk, eyes fixed on the task before me, and I couldn't help but smile as I responded. "Yea, something like that. Why?"

A flash of concern passed over his face, but it was quickly replaced with a soft smile that almost melted my heart to the floor.

"It's good to be powerful. I'm glad to know you can keep yourself safe while I can't." Pierce's words shot straight to my heart and tears instantly welled in my eyes.

"Thank you...Pierce." The blush that filled his cheeks at my words was enough to distract me from the fact that I had already lit the candles and was now burning the hair I held in my hands. "OW! SHIT!"

The hair fell from my hands right onto the carpet below us causing a mini panicked stomp dance to shake the room and probably the downstairs neighbor's entire apartment but that also probably the least obnoxious thing they've heard from up here so what can you do I guess.

Welp...there goes that hex...

Pierce begins to walk out the door. "I will bring you more." and despite the screams from the other room, the only expression I could muster was a flustered smile.

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I hope you enjoyed!! Please feel free to send feed back, this whole blog is an attempt to work on my writing skills so I'm completely open to suggestions and constructive criticism!

Hope you all have the best day!

#aphmau #minecraft #x reader #aphmau pierce #aphmau mid #aphmau rhys #my inner demons #daemos #mid rhys x reader #mid pierce x reader #aphmau x reader #oneshots #headcannons #aphmau pierce x reader #aphmau rhys x reader

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the-lonelyshepherd · 8 months ago

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starinf at you with my eyes. -> (👁️ 👁️) OC list?

BUG NO WAY????? i can’t believe you’re still here i miss you omg omg (my like FIRST MUTUAL EVER GUYS 🔥🔥🔥)

okaye so right now i have. cowboys. if you wanna know more about them i have a tag for the oc story (#silly cowboy story) and then a tag for the individual characters that includes like. shitposts that were literally them (#shay, #catalina)

there’s the two main ones which is mostly who i wanted drawn bc i just. CANNOT rn for some reason.

first off is shay:

these are like deadass the best drawings i have. her hair is like. tawny-ginger.

then there’s catalina (she has like a million nicknames):

the sillyyyyy

basically they get stuck in a weird place. that’s the story. (jkjk plspls pls read the tag 🔥🙏🙏🙏 it’s good i swear) oh and here’s a little personality/introducer thing i did for an ask and it includes their horses

idk if this was too much. too little. not really sure. lmk lmk 🙏🙏🙏 also if you’re interested send your ocs plsssssss

#bug in my notifs…. crazy stuff #sheps asks #bug

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friendsdxntlie · 2 years ago

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Third times a charm

Jonathan Byers X AFAB!Reader Smut

Do I currently have a request? Yes, yes I do. Did I write this instead? Also yes. Jokes aside, full fics are super draining apparently so I’ll probably do one every while and short blurbs/headcanons more regularly. By regularly I mean like maybe twice a month, I have no schedule. I’ll try to post more regularly but no promises.

Warnings : overstimulation, sub!Jonathan, dom!reader, pnv sex, AFAB!reader but no specific pronouns, crying kink, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!!), Jon literally can’t shut up and now Joyce knows, Jon is an early finisher, praise kink, lmk if I missed any

Everything had started out normal, just basic vanilla sex. And as per usual, it didn’t take Jonathan very long to cum. He wasn’t exactly known for lasting, and you never minded because he always made up for it after (or before), but tonight you really, really wanted to cum on him, let him feel your gummy walls squeeze and clench around his cock.

So when he came the first time, no end for you in sight, you kept riding him. He was confused, grabbing your hips as he whined. “Baby — baby, I, fuck, came already.” He panted out, hair sticking to his forehead from sweat. You nodded. “I know, I know. Let me keep going, yeah? Wanna cum on your cock pretty boy.” You said, wiping his forehead. “You’ll be a good boy f’me? Let me keep fucking you?” And he was quick to nod, ‘yes’s and ‘yeah’s falling from his lips. How could he say no? He was still hard anyways, he could handle one more.

He thinks it’s gonna be just one more, and by the time he’s half way to his second orgasm he has tears in his eyes. It feels so good that he wouldn’t dare tell you to stop, but it’s also starting to hurt. The mix of pleasure and pain makes his mind swim, his head fuzzy. He doesn’t even realize he’s crying until you’re shushing him, telling him to be a good boy and let you use him. The fact that you wanna use him, the Hawkins resident weirdo, makes his dick twitch at the thought. Even as the closer he gets the more painful it is he lets you use him.

His second orgasm takes longer than the first, but is weaker too. He doesn’t cum as much as the first time around, but you love the feeling regardless. This time you don’t even slow down, especially since you’re so close already. You have been fighting your orgasm off just a bit, you wanna see how far you can push him. He’s practically sobbing now, whining as he grips your hips so hard you know you’ll bruise. He’s trying to get you to slow down, but you just grab his hands. “Here, rub my clit, c’mon be good f’me pretty boy.” And he’s quick to please. He’s so far gone that it’s almost too sloppy to do anything, and he keeps forgetting to actually move his thumb, but you don’t mind. It’s mainly to keep his hands from slowing you down, and so you lace your fingers with his free hand.

He’s openly crying, a steady pour of tears, and in some twisted way they push you closer to the edge. His dick feels like it’s about to fall off with how sensitive it is, and even as he’s trying to tell you he’s choking on his words and babbling incoherently. But honestly? He loves the pain. It’s a good kind of pain, kind that makes him twitch (both his cock and the rest of his body) and he’s starting to get sore from how long his muscles have been taut.

His third orgasm coincides with your first, and the feeling of you finally clenching around him makes all of this worth it. It took less time then his second, but it hits harder than his first and second combined. He’s so loud at this point you’re sure someone has heard, but you can’t bring yourself to quiet down his lovely whimpers and whines and moans. This time he truly fills you up, so much so you can feel it leaking out around his cock. He looks down at where you connect and it nearly sends him into a fourth orgasm. It’s downright filthy, his cum leaking out into him, strings of arousal that connect you to him being broken by your constant riding, your pretty puffy pussy that he loves.

The second you’ve ridden out your orgasm he tears you off of him, unable to stand any more stimulation. His cock is still twitching harshly, red and purple and painful looking. He’s coated in his own cum as well as yours and your arousal. He looks delicious like this, you decide.

He tries to cup himself, like that’ll help the pain, but it only makes it worse as his hand grazes his sensitive shaft. He tears his hand away so fast he nearly hits you, he doesn’t even babble out an apology because he’s too focused on his dick and how sensitive he is. “N’more, please, can’t take n-no more. Hurts s’bad.” He sobs, and you gently hold his head to your chest. “Hey hey, it’s ok. We’re done, no more baby. Promise.”

He seems to calm down at the promise of no more, and also your chest. It always help him calm down, no matter what got him riled up in the first place. You lay together for a while, give him time to stop crying and be able to talk. When his breathing is mostly normal you talk again. “Too much? Was that ok sweet boy?” His hand is quick to find yours, lacing your fingers together again. “It was good — great, even. Liked it. Felt like my dick was about to fall off though.” He mumbled, tired. You giggle at his crudeness, a staple of sleepy Jonathan. “You did so, so good for me Jon. Always do so good. I love you, Jon.” He cuddles up to you, close as he can. “Love y’too, s’much.”

“Let’s get cleaned up, ok? Then we’ll come and sleep.” He groans but nods. You help him slip some sweats and a shirt on, slipping your shorts and shirt on yourself. As you try and slip into the bathroom across the hallway you can hear Joyce call your names form the kitchen, and you exchange a glance. You both think one thing — fuck.

#jonathan byers x reader smut #stranger things smut #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers smut #jonathan byers #jonathan x reader

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plussizeficchick · 3 years ago

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Ayo bestie you wanna drop a chubbybimbo!yn x bakugo x kirishima head cannons for the girls 👀

Hey bestie! Sorry for the delay. I've actually never done head cannons before, so if this is ass lmk LMFAOO

Aii so let’s start with how Bimbo!reader met the two heroes.

I wanna say they went to school together at UA.

(Y/N) was in the support course, but they really had no motivation to support, ykwim?

Like they were not helping during dual class training sessions.

They could break a nail! Or worse, their hair could get messy.

Too risky.

Anywho, you were paired up with the two and Kiri could not take his eyes of you👀

You were just so pretty. The way the uniform hugged your body and emphasized your rolls and thick thighs.

He just wanted to sink his teeth into it😩

And when you started to praise him for being so strong, so manly, he nearly fainted.

Like, you think he’s manly?🥺

He was feeling guilty though, like he can’t have a crush on you when he’s dating Bakugo😣

But then he notices the lingering glances Bakugo sends your way. The way he immediately turns his head when you look in his direction. The faint tint of pink on Bakugo’s ears.

Oh.

He could work with that.😏

He pushes you to be friendly with Bakugo and you, the obedient little thing, do so.

You barely bat an eye when he insults you. You don’t know what he means so why should you be offended?

You just give him a “Okay, ‘Suki.” and go on your merry way.

Bakugo was a bit peeved that you didn’t pay his remarks any mind.

Like, who did you think you were? Trying to steal his boyfriend, with your pouty, glossed lips that he wanted to kiss, to taste. He’s sure you use flavored gloss.

He was actually lucky enough to test that theory when you ran up to him and gave him a kiss on the corner of his mouth cause you’d gotten a B on your paper. Cherry flavored.

Okay, so he likes you🙄.

Whatever, it’s not like he makes an idiot of himself like Kirishima, who practically follows you like a lost puppy.(We love himbo!Kiri)

He decides to confront Kiri on the whole thing and he’s shocked to find that Kiri orchestrated the whole thing.

“Yeah, bro. I could see you liked her, and I like her, so I thought, “Why not just come together?””

So they stake their claim on you, LMFAOOO.

Boys do not come up to you, especially when they're around and it was kind of affecting your self esteem.

“‘Suki, Eiji, am I not pretty?” You ask them one day, big watery eyes looking up at them, pout present on your face.

Kiri gives you a quick peck on your lips before drawing you in for a hug. “Of course you are, pebble. The prettiest girl we’ve ever seen.” “Yeah, dumbass. You’re perfect the way you are. Those extras don’t know what they’re missing.” Bakugo murmurs, kissing your head, wrapping his arms around you and Kiri so you’re sandwiched between the two.

And while you tried to deny it, that solidified your feelings for them.

You had always felt butterflies in your stomach before, but now? Tenfold.

You’re more curt with them, never saying more than a few words before you’re leaving.

And the bby’s are hurt by this🥺

Like how are you just going to come into their life, shake it up, then try to leave?

No, they’re not having it.

They go to confront you at your dorm one day after school, and they hear moaning.

Their hearts drop to their stomachs. This is why you’ve been avoiding them? To fuck with some other dude?

Bakugo’s seething, but then they hear more noises.

“‘Suki, Eiji, please.” “Right there, Kiri. Oh fuck!” “‘Suki, s’good. S’good, daddy.”

Oh. Oh dear.

Bakugo is looking at Kirishima with a smirk. “We gotta help her, Eiji. Can’t have our pretty girl waiting.”

You have a habit of leaving your door unlocked. They’ve spoken to you about how dangerous it is, but it just goes in one ear and out the other.

So they go in and fuck your brains out😭

They’ve gotta teach you about leaving it open🤷🏽‍♀️

Afterwards, when you’re covered in bite marks and cum, you ask them if this is a one time thing.

“Fuck no, dumbass. You think we do this with just anyone?” “What he means, pebble, is that we love you. You’re all we want.” Kiri says, holding your hand close to his chest. Bakugo moves behind you, pulling you to spoon him. “Sleep, dumbass. We’ll talk about it later.”

Taglist: @pervysenpaix @xogabbiexo @namjoonswifeyy

#bnha x chubby reader #bnha smut #x chubby reader #kiribaku x chubby reader #kiribaku x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x chubby reader #kirishima x chubby reader #anime x chubby reader #headcannons #x black!reader #kirishima x black reader #bakugo x black reader #bnha x black!reader #anime x black!reader

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knullanon · 2 years ago

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Some general hc of Yandere parental Darkseid and daughter reader?

I read that different dimension translator and wanna see how their relationship is

btw, this is not directly related to Translator from Another Dimension, but they can be interpreted towards that story too!

warnings: kidnapping, lmk if I missed any!

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again, this is not related to the other series, so you would either be a gift from the light or he would randomly spot you on earth and see something about you that he liked. your academics, your personality, even your style, if something was able to catch his eye, that means its something huge.

would send the furys to pick you up if you weren't already with him. once you've been brought to apocolypse, he sets you up with a tutor. he most definitely makes sure the tutor is doing what he's told to do, because not only is darkseid worried someone will find out about you, he's worried they'll use you against him, so making sure that the people around you are actually good is essential to him.

he would have the furys almost babysit you, with you becoming their main source of info from apocolypse. he wants them to kill a certain person? you will tell them. he wants them to retrieve a weapon? you will tell them. anything and everything he wants of the furys now is filtered through you, and sent out as a command.

while he also put you in charge of that as to distract from why you were actually there, he also did it because he gave a LOT of commands to the furys, which meant he got to have excuses to talk to you.

while he won't outright say it, and it takes you a while to figure out as well, he will do anything for you. did you want a certain painting? boom, you have it. would you like to visit this certain planet? he'll call off the furys for a week for you. he will literally chase off an entire planet worth of people if it would make you happy to have something or do something.

however, this also comes from the fact that he thinks you are incapable of doing absolutely nothing. the fury's are like your babysitters for a reason: they have to watch over you at all times. even when you are in your own room, he fully believes that you would try to escape if you could find a way.

you, on the other hand, had a completely different approach. at the beginning, you were so afraid because some random lady on a floating disk just appeared out of nowhere, grabbed you and flew away into some random portal, to which you were brought to some hellfire landscape under the rule of a intergalactic invader.

yeah, you are not too happy.

surprisingly, you hold your shit long enough until they finally show you your room, tell you that you'll be expected to be up and ready by what you assumed to be 9 am (at least, in their clock). when you finally had a break, it all hit you, and you broke down on your bed.

afterward, you find the consistent schedule of going to your lessons (both language and history, along with basics like math) until your break, or lunch, and then after ward you would relay info to the fury's from the evil invader, who you later found out was Darkseid.

he was weird, and very very ominous. he could be the happiest man on the planet, and you would never be able to tell. however, you did realize that he wasn't hurting you, and that most of the people around you treated you with the utmost respect, and the ones who didn't were reprimanded.

considering the fact that they were his actual biological children, you would expect them to be enraged or condescending towards you, but you realized that most of them were actually truthful about their devotion to you, and the worst you've gotten from one of them about his passiveness towards you was someone asking if you had taken on a new name, which was apparently rude to ask.

he was also much more affectionate to you than others, and you could tell. it wasn't like hugs or saying 'I-love-you', but much more rather being more understanding and patient with you. the most notable example would be if you had missed something on one of your relays (something that happened multiple times at the beginning of your job), he would usually remind you of the missing detail after the mission, and tell you that you had to write them down so you wouldn't forget. if anyone else did that? who knows if they would be alive.

in any case, darkseid is not the best parental figure, but he can certainly be worse in certain situations. maybe one day, you'll be able to get out, and go back home. but for now, you can deal with daily classes and relaying information.

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I did it! yay to me o(￣┰￣*)ゞ

#yandere darkseid x reader #yandere darksied imagine #yandere darkseid #yandere dc comics imagine #yandere dc imagine #yandere dc x reader #yandere dc comics #yandere dc #yandere platonic imagine #yandere platonic #yandere platonic x reader

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book-place · 3 years ago

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Mess After Mess

Warnings: implied stealing, mentions of Reginald Hargreeves (yes that is a warning), child abandonment, drinking, smoking, being drunk, vomiting, getting sick, being high, let me know if I missed any :)

Request: Hi! I love your work! Could you please do a Klaus Hargreeves x child!reader where he takes care of them while sick and its just nice and fluffy? If u feel uncomfortable/don't wanna do it I understand completely :)

(I hope this is what you were looking for, and lmk if you enjoyed it!!)

Request by: @your-local-l3sb1an

Parings: Klaus Hargreeves x child reader

*not my gif*

Summary: You’re not feeling too good, but luckily you have someone by your side, willing to take care of you

A/N: This is my first request and I was so excited to make this!! This is a reminder that I am accepting requests, so be sure to send me a message if you want something done- I’m pretty open to do almost any platonic writings :)

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“Klaus?”

The sound of your small voice came from behind said man.

You had been living with Klaus for about four weeks now, ever since he found you in the alley behind a bar.

Your parents had left you there six days prior, and you were too scared to comprehend what was happening at the time.

Though you were only six, you were smart and mature for your age, so you quickly got over yourself and learned that living behind that bar wasn’t all that bad, you could easily make the most out of it.

People rarely came back there, and when they did, none of them ever noticed you as you hid in your makeshift home, which consisted of a few pieces of wooden boards propped up against a brick wall and a couple newspapers acting as pillows and blankets for the nighttime.

You were able to obtain food for yourself with some puppy dog eyes and sticky fingers.

What you hadn’t known, was that you couldn’t stay hidden forever.

Klaus had decided that he wanted to try out the new bar in the city and had been there for a couple of hours before he came stumbling out of the back door.

He hadn’t gotten too drunk, just enough to make him slightly tipsy, but he was bored and not having a good time in there.

He had decided he would sit down for a smoke and take a break for a little bit with his back up against the wall and head raised towards the stars.

If you hadn’t felt the urge to itch your nose, he would never have found you.

As you had shifted slightly to reach up and scratch your nose, the newspaper underneath you crinkled a little bit and Klaus’s head had snapped towards where you sat.

He had looked at you with sadness, even in his tipsy state, quickly realizing the gist of the situation you were in.

As he had looked over your wide eyes and frightened face, he couldn’t help but see himself and siblings when they were younger in that expression.

He slowly and gently began talking to you about the first thing that popped into his head, the stars, and you were hesitant at first, but you eventually began conversing with him.

Around that time, he had been able to have and keep a job that had a small, but steady income that allowed him to afford a small apartment at the edge of the city, and he offered you a place to stay.

He would never forget the way your eyes had widened and looked at him skeptically when he had asked, but he would be forever grateful for the way you had decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and trust him.

As soon as you moved in with him, he began drinking and smoking a great deal less, staying sober almost 24/7, and the only time he wasn’t, was when you weren’t around.

Klaus turned around from his spot on the couch, looking away from the small, old, tv and towards your small and shy form in the doorway, “Yeah?”

You looked down at the floor, a slight blush on your cheeks as you shuffled your feet, “I threw up.” You mumbled.

“What was that?” He called back, muting the tv, not having heard your small tone over the booming speakers.

“I threw up.” You said louder, a glare on your face, not taking your eyes away from the same spot on the floor.

His mouth turned into an ‘oh’ shape and he quickly stood up, striding over to you before patting your head, “It’s fine, kiddo.” He assured you.

You looked up with wide eyes of surprise, “It is?”

He shrugged, “Sure it is, everybody throws up.” A grin grew on his face, “I even remember the time that I threw up all over my father.”

You giggled, quickly slapping a hand over your mouth to try and silence them.

He smiled a little, glad that someone could find one of the worst memories of his life amusing.

He could specifically remember the murderous look that Reginald wore on his face as young Klaus threw up all over his shoes after stealing cookie dough from the kitchen while Grace wasn’t paying attention.

His smile widened and he patted your head again, “Come on, let’s go see the mess you made.”

Luckily, you had made it to the toilet before the vomit could go all over the small bathroom.

Klaus looked into the toilet and grimmanced, quickly flushing it and looking over to you, “How are you feeling?”

You shrugged, leaning against the wall slightly for support as your vision blurred a little bit and danced, spinning the world around and around like a merry go round.

A frown took over Klaus’s face as he noticed you looking slightly paler than before.

He walked over to you and put a hand on your shoulder, gently guiding you out and into your bedroom, which just weeks ago had been the guest one.

He had you lay down in the bed before tucking you in nice and snug, “How’s that?” His voice had been uncharacteristically soft and quiet, not wanting your condition to get any worse due to his normally loud sounding tone.

“Good.” You croaked, nestling into the mounds of blankets.

He nodded, clearing his throat and backing up and out of the room, “I’ll be in the living room. Give a holler if you need me!”

And with a small nod from you, he left, closing the door behind him with a sigh.

If someone had told him a month ago that this is where he would be now, he would’ve laughed harder than he ever laughed before and asked them if they were higher than he was.

He sat back down onto the couch, but wasn’t actually watching the tv. He was on the edge of his seat, ready to spring up at any moment if he heard even a cough coming from your room.

It was about twenty minutes before even a sniffle was heard through the tightly closed door.

“Klaus.” Your voice called out hoarsely just like it had not too long ago.

He quickly jumped up, barreling into your room.

“Y-yeah?” He asked, panting and out of breath even though he barely had to travel six feet.

You looked up at him with wide eyes, slightly startled by his entrance, “I’m, umm…” you paused, “I’m not feeling too good again.”

He jumped into action, quickly rushing into your small kitchen and grabbing you a glass of water, calling over his shoulder for you to start making your way back to the bathroom.

After juggling not to drop the new glass of water in his hands, he sprinted back to where you were slowly making your way out of your room.

You were leaning against the doorframe, one arm wrapped around your stomach as if to prevent the vomit from coming out.

“K-klaus-“

You cut yourself off by throwing up all in front of you, and onto Klaus who stood not even a foot away from you.

He stood there in shock for a moment, looking down at the new mess.

“Uh oh.” You muttered out with wide eyes.

His head quickly snapped up to face you and seeing how nervous and horrified you were, he quickly rushed to reassure you, “No, no, no! It’s okay! It’s really okay!”

You looked up at him with tear filled eyes, sniffling, “Really?”

“Really.” He assured with a nod, “Are you feeling any better?”

You nodded, wiping your mouth and nose with your sleeve, “I’m feeling much better.”

The burnett man smiled slightly despite having vomit all over his legs and feet at the moment, “That’s good, now let’s get you back to bed.”

Right on cue, you let out a cute little yawn, raising your arms up and over your head.

You let him lead you back to bed, after he gently put the glass of water on your bedside table in case you needed it, repeating the process of tucking you back in.

Just as he was about to get back up and exit the room, you turned your head to him and sleepily mumbled, “I just threw up on my dad like you did.”

Klaus froze, looking down at you with wide, unbelieving eyes.

Before he could get another word out, your breathing evened out and a couple seconds after, the sound of your soft snores filled the room.

He stumbled out of the room after a couple minutes, that felt like hours, and fell onto the couch, unsure of how to react.

After ten minutes of sitting there staring at the wall, a smile began crawling onto his face, “Dad.” He whispered into the darkness, testing out the word on his tongue.

He liked how it sounded.

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #tua x reader #tua fanfic #tua #klaus hargreeves #Klaus Hargreeves x reader platonic #the umbrella academy #child!reader #Klaus x child reader

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myarlert · 3 years ago

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𝐌𝐘𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝟑𝐊 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓

we hit 3k a little while ago and when we did i didn’t really do anything, but now that i’m feeling better and wanting to do things, we should have a lil party !!

please remember to read my rules before sending in reqs! as always, minors please do not interact!

fandoms used during this event; attack on titan, genshin impact, jujutsu kaisen.

RULES

— if you’re choosing to be anon during this event, please sign off with an emote so i can remember you.

— 18+ only.

— read my rules and boundaries before sending in smut, even if we are mutuals, for my comfort and the comfort of my readers.

EVENT NOW CLOSED

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 — 2/𝟕 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐬

gimme a lil something about yourself! got any fun hobbies? anything interesting about yourself? gimme some facts and i will pair you with a character or two from a fandom you’re in, or you aren’t in!

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒/𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

please make sure to tell me [1], [2] or [3] based off which list you choose from.

[1] fluff prompts

[2] smut prompts

[3] angst prompts

𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 — 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞.

give me a character and a theme, i’ll make it cute <3

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what goes on in neverland ⇝ ch. 2: sucker punches, ruined lunches, and boypussy

word count: 5.9k

pairings: transmasc!reader x changbin x minho x wooyoung (see masterlist for full series pairings)

genre: fluff, smut and lots of assorted shenanigans. hijinks, if you will

au: battle of the bands!au but make it gay and horny

warnings: physical violence, [1] slapass, discussions abt bodies/genetalia and transness

a/n: well, at least this one didnt take half a year sDFKHSKDF ive been writing a lot more lately so hopefully i can start cranking out updates sooner. a special thanks to @absentcaryatid and @mingirn for beta reading this chapter for me bc it was driving me CRAZY lmfao hope yall enjoy :)

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“Jung motherfucking Wooyoung!”

It’s not the first time you’ve heard this very phrase, often from your own mouth, in such a furious tone. It certainly won’t be the last. It is, however, the first time you’ve heard it from the small yet intimidatingly buff man that stalks up to your table at the food court like a man on a mission.

“What’d you do this time?” You scoff in disbelief, pointing a fry at him accusingly.

He simply shrugs, guffawing at the man coming at him with an almost amazed grin. “I don’t even know! Sure looks like I’m about to find out, though.”

You recognise Mr. Mini-Terminator as Seo Changbin, the guy who apparently used to be friends – more than friends? Friends who suck each other off sometimes? Briefly, you realise that what you have going on with the rest of the renegades isn’t as inherently normal as you make it out to be, but clearly at least Wooyoung was no stranger to it – with your bandmate, but they definitely looked far from friendly now. A few meters away from your table he almost skids to a halt as soon as he locks eyes with you, a look of recognition flashing across his face–

The next thing you know, his fist is colliding with your jaw and you’re sent flying across the cold marble table, both your lunches clattering to the floor along with your body in a crumpled heap.

“Dude, what the fuck?!” Wooyoung shoots up in indignation, offering you a hand as you process the quickness of what just happened, taking it and pulling yourself to your feet.

Changbin had just come up to yell at Wooyoung, then promptly clocked you in the face without warning.

As one does, you guess?

It’s almost as if Changbin doesn’t even see him, fixated on you and positively fuming – he grabs you by the collar of your shirt and roughly pulls you close to his face in what was probably meant to be an intimidating show of strength and masculinity; but the newfound closeness only had you appreciating the clean lines of his face, the ferocity in his eyes, the plumpness of his lips, and your mouth moves before your brain does.

“Wow, that was hot.”

He sends you across the table again, and you only have a split second to process the ease of which he tossed you around – that was definitely hot – before all you can focus on is the throbbing pain in your head where you landed on the ground.

“You fucking sleazy manwhore!” Changbin roars, and when you pick your head up to look at him again, Wooyoung is physically holding him back.

“Seriously man what the fuck is your problem, he gave you a compliment–“

“He used Felix like a goddamn cocksleeve, him and that Eric fucker – do you think this is some sort of game? Huh? Huh?!”

It takes you a few seconds to blink yourself back into the present, clutching at your skull and trying to ignore the ringing in there. “Wait, this is about Felix? What the fuck did I– what do you think happened?”

“I know what happened, he told me,” Changbin flashes back, shaking off Wooyoung without much struggle and shoving him back into his seat. You don’t miss the delighted look on his face at being manhandled like that, but Changbin doesn’t seem to notice, and continues on before you have the chance to tease him for it. “Tried to get on his nerves, insulted him, made a fool of him in some stupid fucking competition, used him to get off then left him alone in a VIP room covered in cum and sweat without a hint of aftercare for anyone to walk in on–“

“Seriously?” You cut him off before he has the chance to keep spouting nonsense. “That’s what he told you? Not about how he consented to every moment of that, was goddamn eager for it, and never even so much as asked us to stay when we were finished? Sounds a bit like a sore loser to me.”

Wooyoung snorted at that, and only then does Changbin acknowledge his presence to even so much as look at him. “Damn, now I’m even more mad he chose you to perform with instead of me. That sounds like so much fun!”

“He’s not your goddamn boytoy!” Changbin yells, lunging for Wooyoung — but he’s smart enough to jump out of his seat just in time. “Where’s that Eric kid, I wanna give him a piece of my mind the most – who the fuck are either of you to play with Felix’s feelings like that?! Just because he still likes Eric doesn’t mean you can toy with him for your own amusement, he’s a person not some easy fuck, and to humiliate him like that? What is wrong with you?”

So that’s how it is, then. Felix still definitely has lingering feelings for Eric (shocker, truly) and has somehow framed the entire rendezvous as you and Eric using him for your own entertainment; he’s not exactly that far off. It was definitely a power trip for the both of you and mostly to feed your egos, but Felix can’t even pretend for a moment like he was manipulated or coerced. Provoked, maybe, but he enjoyed every second of it and you’ll be damned if he gets to convince anyone otherwise. You almost wished you could’ve rerecorded the faces he made, the sweet sounds, how easily you made him fall apart — to then hang it over his head to make sure you can prove how easily you wrapped him around your finger.

Maybe you did humiliate him a little. Maybe you even liked it.

What’s it to him?

“I was not there but I do not think that’s how it happened,” Wooyoung says quickly after a long, tense moment of silence. “They–“

“If you weren’t there, then shut the fuck up,” Changbin growls, low and crackling with thunder – Wooyoung doesn’t even try to pretend like he isn’t into it, eyebrows raising and giving him a hungry once over.

Absolutely insatiable, that man.

He looks back at you, his anger still palpable in the air, fists clenched and just moments away from swinging at you again. He might actually knock your lights out this time, he hits hard, and you can confidently say the muscles his t-shirt can barely even contain are definitely not just for show. No one in the food court around you seem to care to intervene, though some have taken out their phones to film your ass-whooping for clout, probably. They’re likely waiting for him to deck you for real. Changbin’s probably waiting for that too. Naturally, you have to pick your next words wisely.

“You done?”

You’re not exactly the wisest.

It was too good to hold back, knowing full well you don’t have much to back up your attitude, but at least the bewilderment gives you a few more seconds to stall to figure out how to weasel your way out of this one. Something you probably should’ve considered before provoking him further, but cross a man who doesn’t fear god with a smart mouth and you get really good at digging your own grave.

Changbin blinks once. Twice.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

Might as well dig a little deeper. After all, you’re getting up-close-and-personal with this guy’s built form for free – and if there is one thing you always make sure of, it’s that you always get something out of everything. No matter what happens, you always win, by one definition or another.

“I said, ‘you done?’ Your little temper tantrum, I mean, are you quite finished?”

He swings again, but you’re ready for it this time enough to sidestep him and try to leverage his weight against him in a grapple you know can bring even a tall guy like Mingi to the floor – but Changbin doesn’t budge an inch.

For a second, and just for a second, you finally get a taste of the fear he’s been trying to instill in you since the moment he recognised your face.

You try the throw again, and he remains just as steadfast, twisting his head to face you with a stupidly cocky smirk. Were it your bandmate instead, you would be wiping that smirk right off his face by closing the distance, but you have more self-control than that. Sometimes.

“Are you quite finished?”

Fully accepting your fate of most likely losing consciousness in the next few seconds, you nod sheepishly. “Yeah, I’m good. You’re very… firm. Muscular.”

You’re bracing yourself for impact, running your mouth just because if you’re going to go down, you might as well go down being as much of a degenerate as always, and the image of getting your lights knocked out while spouting some sort of abhorrent bullshit is quite amusing to you – but after a second or two you realise he isn’t moving.

He’s flexing.

Is he fucking preening?

The instinct to be a degenerate even in dire situations sure does come in handy under the right circumstances, so it seems. You boldly squeeze at his bicep, the other hand smoothing across his chest. “These aren’t just for show, you guys,” you declare, acknowledging the cameras around you and the giggles and murmurs – the loudest and most excited of which are definitely from Wooyoung – that follow, “He’s crazy strong. Your gym routine must be insane, your figure is so defined-“

“Done feeling up my boyfriend yet?”

You whip around to identify the new voice behind you, another gorgeous man of a smaller stature and sharp, feline features, but he doesn’t look upset. No, his eyes are glittering with amusement, strolling past the cameras and right into view as if he wants everyone to perceive him. You like him already.

“Hmm, not quite, haven’t got to feel up his ass yet–“

“–That’s quite enough!” Changbin stammers, clearing his throat and pulling off you, shoving you away in a panic that lacks the strength you know he possesses. The way he all of a sudden shrinks under the gaze of his boyfriend, head hanging low as he oh-so-tentatively meets his eyes, is so jarring in contrast to the sheer unbridled rage radiating from him only moments before, and you just know whoever this man is, has Changbin completely and utterly whipped. “It’s not– I wasn’t trying to– I was trying to kick his ass, for fuck’s sake–“

“You were,” the boyfriend nods along, still beaming in a way you can tell is making Changbin incredibly uneasy and that in itself is making you more attracted to this man with each passing second, “Until he gave you just a scrap of attention where you love it most and you briefly contemplated risking it all, didn’t you?”

“What?! No! He’s a fucking sleaze I would never–“

“Don’t lie to me Bin, I know you. And I know you wouldn’t actually have gone through with it. Well…”

He stalks up behind you, not breaking eye contact with his boyfriend, before firmly clasping his hand down on your ass.

“Not without me. At least, I hope.”

It’s not every day you get caught off guard in the game of flirting, but there’s nothing you can do to stop the heat rising in your cheeks and the widening of your eyes at his bold move, Changbin seemingly equally as shocked and flustered, but it’s when he finally looks at you does he suddenly flinch away.

“Sorry, too far? I probably should’ve asked first I just figured given how you were all over him–“

“No, no, you’re fine,” you chuckle quickly, and you briefly hear Wooyoung straight-up squeal in the background as you grab the man’s wrist and place it back on your ass with a coy smile. “The hand can stay. I think I like you.”

The corners of his mouth curl into the most blinding, cat-like grin, and you find yourself returning it without much thought. “You like me?” He gives your ass an appreciative squeeze, then pats it gently and removes his hand. “That’s cute. I’m Lino, by the way. Well – Lee Minho, but the stage name kinda stuck.”

Stage name. Changbin’s boyfriend.

Stray Kids.

It dawns on you all at once that this man you are flirting with is not just the boyfriend of your competitor, but your competitor as well. In hindsight, that much should’ve been obvious, while eight faces are a lot to remember after only a couple meetings with no real introductions, he seemed vaguely familiar from the start. You fight against the urge to slap your face for not realising it earlier.

“Ah, so you’re the Minho guy.”

It’s not you who speaks first, but Wooyoung, finally getting up and getting involved again, giving Minho a scalding look from head to toe. He even goes as far as to stalk a circle around him, carelessly shouldering you and Changbin out of his way to get a better look.

“Wooyoung,” Changbin hisses in warning, but it’s Wooyoung’s turn not to listen.

He’s very, very, good at that.

“He’s hot,” Wooyoung pointedly decides, pinching his chin and nodding. “Fit, too. Can almost see why you won’t let me hit it anymore, but come on, we can have a double date. You two, me and Mingi–“

“–Absolutely not–“

“–Sure, why not?”

Minho and Changbin’s contrasting answers have the couple glaring and beaming at each other, and in that moment, you decide that stray kid or not, you do like this Minho guy. He seems like an absolute menace, and you like that in a man – if only you’d met earlier, he could’ve fit into the renegades all too well.

Wooyoung is finding this just as entertaining as you, if not more, cackling and clapping his hands together like he’s watching his favourite TV show. “Yes! Minho gets it, how about for old times’ sake, eh, Binnie?”

The shorter man looks like he’s about to bust a blood vessel, and part of you thinks he’s going to try punch him again, but he seems to have figured that violence isn’t beating the attitude out of anyone here, all three of you eyeing him up like cats smelling fish. Or maybe the presence of his boyfriend just softened him up a bit.

“Minho, jagi,” Changbin starts slowly, “These are the guys who indirectly and directly–“ he gestures at Wooyoung and you respectively, “–fucked with Felix the other night at the Prism and left him to his own devices. And if this one’s anything like his company–” he glares at you and Wooyoung again, making you bite back a snort, “–it won’t be the last time they try and mess with him.”

Wooyoung doesn’t bother with any restraint, openly snorting at that. “What are you, his guard dog? Last time we checked, Felix is an adult man capable of taking care of himself.”

“It’s the principle of the thing!” Changbin groans, crossing his arms and huffing in frustration. “You clearly don’t have his best intentions in mind. You want to make a fool out of him.”

He acts like he’s made some sort of point, probably thinking you’re going to deny it and play coy. Instead, you shrug.

“Yeah, and?”

“What do you mean, and–“

“So long as he consents to all of it, it’s none of your business what decisions Felix makes about his sex life. He’s not your boyfriend, is he?”

“No!” Changbin flushes at that, looking almost guiltily at Minho for a fraction of a second, but that singular moment of weakness is enough for you to dig your claws in and not let go.

“No? But you want him to be? You follow him around giving him googly eyes too, just like your leader? Going all overprotective boyfriend on his ass? Please. Freckles can handle himself, you know.”

Maybe it’s a little twisted how you get a rush of satisfaction at Changbin’s visible struggle to think of something clever to say back to that, but Wooyoung’s expression mirrors yours – like it often does, being the devil on each other’s shoulder – but what of Minho?

He’s unreadable at first, seemingly taking in the situation before commenting on it, until finally, the cat-like mouth curls return again.

“They’re right, Bin.” Changbin’s jaw falls open in straight-up betrayal, opening and closing like a fish in his frazzled attempt to find words again. It’s a knee-slapper, truly, so you decide that Lee Minho is now officially your favourite stray kid. “About Felix. He can handle himself. I don’t think this is worth getting into a punch-on at the food court for, jagi. Put that energy into your rapping and we can just wipe the floor with them again next round.”

Now that sends a hot prickle of agitation down your spine – does he think you and your band are easy? Does he genuinely think their dancing and flashy tricks can get them further than the first couple rounds? It’s laughable, really, genuinely; you find yourself chuckling and raising your eyebrows at them tauntingly.

“Come again?”

“Oh, we will.”

Damn. He’s a witty one. If it didn’t jab at your pride so hard, you would even like his response. Hell, regrettably enough, you still do.

He puts a hand on Changbin’s shoulder, leading him away. “You and I, we need to have a talk.” He glances over his shoulder to grin at you and Wooyoung. “Nice meeting you guys. Do follow realstraykids on Instagram!”

As the couple makes their exit, you and Wooyoung turn to gape at each other in disbelief.

“Did he just – did he just end that with a self plug?” Wooyoung guffaws, then shakes his head in amazement. “He’s a character for sure. Hot, but kinda weird. I want him. Carnally.”

You watch them leave, grinning as you notice Minho’s hand slip down to grab his boyfriend’s ass as they walk away, shamelessly copping a feel.

“Yeah, that makes two of us.”

Of course you are curious. This Minho guy is the most interesting stray kid you’ve met yet — so after his shameless plug, that night from the comfort of your apartment (and after buying Wooyoung and yourself a replacement lunch for what you cost him, despite it not being your fault that Changbin decided to throw you across a table) - you go back to a favourite pastime; Instagram stalking. Not that there is much dirt to dig up, at least at first. Chris’s personal account seems devoid of himself, just pictures of his studio, his friends, some scenery. Changbin has a decent handful of gym selfies, pictures of his food, some photos of him on stage, and selfies with friends. Minho’s is equal parts cat videos, him in weird filters, and dance videos. You decide to follow him.

A direct message request pops up only moments later.

>lino.ooo: like what you see?

Cocky bastard. You briefly wonder if this is what other people usually feel like around you. If it is, you’re succeeding – unfortunately, so is he. You’re seeing yourself in the other man far more than originally anticipated, which is equal parts frustrating as it is exciting. Suppose that is the goal, anyway.

>you: not even gonna complete the mutual before fishing for compliments? 🙄

>lino.ooo: bahahahahaha

>lino.ooo: you’re funny

You half expect him not to, but surely enough, you get the notification saying lino.ooo has followed you back. Instagram mutuals with the enemy isn’t the position you thought you’d end up in, at least, not yet – but it’s not following the actual realstraykids account, so you don’t mind much.

>lino.ooo: oh btw tell wooyoung that as much as i would loooove to indulge him w that double date, my bitter boyfriend is a little to worked up to agree to it 😔

>you: seemed to me like you wear the pants in the relationship. can’t sway him?

>lino.ooo: bahahaha

>lino.ooo: i can soften him, but never sway him

>lino.ooo: he’s a man of principles — he sticks to them no matter what anyone says, even me

>you: i can respect that tbh

>lino.ooo: yeah, i like that about him

>lino.ooo: sucks though, bc once he drunkenly admitted wooyoung gave the best head he’d ever had, and i ain’t even mad i just wanna see it 😔

>you: HDKDHDJJD you not threatened by that??

>lino.ooo: nah why should i be? i know im the best pussy he’s ever had and that’s good enough for me

>lino.ooo: besides, i got nothing on a man w no gag reflex

>you: wait, pussy?

Is he trans? You aren’t sure why that thought is so surprising – maybe because of how well he passes. His voice lacks the distinct transmasculine tone you’ve developed an ear for, the subtle gravel to a post-testosterone voice from training oneself to speak as low as possible while still habitually slipping into more feminine speech patterns; it’s not something people usually notice unless they pay attention, and have met a lot of transmasculine people, but you’d have noticed it by now if he had it.

Not to say that every single transmasculine person has the same edge to their voice, but more that those without it are far and few in between, and the lack of it makes one all the more cis-passing; whether that’s the goal or not, depends from person to person.

>lino.ooo: yeah

>lino.ooo: you think you’re the only hot mf with boypussy around? think again

>you: daaaamn ok can i ask your pronouns king

>lino.ooo: yeah just he/him. you?

>you: he/they

>lino.ooo: thought so lolololol ill make sure the rest of the boys know

>you: thanks <3

>you: but yeah i guess those who have dicks would know better how to suck them off huh

>lino.ooo: yeahhh

>lino.ooo: makes sense

>lino.ooo: i imagine it’d go both ways

>you: wanna find out?

You’re not sure what you’re expecting to hear in response, knowing full well he has a boyfriend and seems to be mostly monogamous, based on his comments about the double date with Wooyoung and Mingi – but you have no idea where that falls with the hand on your ass and shamelessly playing along with you and Wooyoung’s flirting. Whether it was just a joke, in which case you’d be happy to just keep joking, or if he was allowed to mess around to a certain extent with other people, you weren’t sure.

Guess you’re about to find out.

>lino.ooo: ahh, if only lololol

>lino.ooo: unfortunately binnie is rather possessive

>lino.ooo: i do like it though, his possessiveness

>lino.ooo: its hot a lot of the time

>you: but not all the time?

>lino.ooo: haha

>lino.ooo: no, not all the time

>lino.ooo: i wish he’d understand that being attracted to other people doesn’t mean i love him any less

>lino.ooo: but him accepting that would mean accepting he has feelings for people who aren’t me either 🤭

>lino.ooo: and that might be a little much for his heart to handle right now

>you: that’s a very knowing look you got there

>you: or emoji, whatever

>you: you think he likes someone else?

>lino.ooo: i don’t think so, i know so

>lino.ooo: changbin isn’t the type to hide his emotions

>lino.ooo: he just doesn’t verbalise them sometimes

>lino.ooo: but i’ve been dating him for a couple years now, and i’ve been his friend even longer, i know the signs. i know what he looks like when hes in love with someone, because he’s like that with me, too

>lino.ooo: but i don’t want to force him into anything he’s uncomfortable with

>lino.ooo: so i’ll just tease him and prod him about it from time to time so he knows its always on the table

>lino.ooo: if he comes to terms with himself and decides that’s something he wants, i’ll be here waiting for him. if not, i don’t mind committing to monogamy if it’s him

>you: awwhh you love him a lot don’t you that’s so cute </3

>lino.ooo: no i hate him obviously 🙄🙄

>you: yeah obviously 🙄🙄

Changbin is lucky to have a partner like Minho, you think. You’re not really sure what he sees in Changbin other than his bulging muscles and pretty face, your only impression of him being his short fuse and big ego, but you figure there must be something extremely soft under that tough exterior for someone like Minho to speak about him so fondly.

At first you think they remind you of Wooyoung and Mingi, being the resident couple of the group, but you find they’re more akin to Wooyoung and Sunwoo – Wooyoung being the incorrigible button-presser much like yourself and Minho, loving nothing more than to get under someone’s skin and make them squirm – and Sunwoo being the fiery, prideful rapper who likes to pretend he doesn’t love being smothered in affection and attention. You don’t know much about Changbin yet, but the dynamic seems the same; Wooyoung bothering Sunwoo and Sunwoo claiming to hate it but soaking it up like a sponge.

How similar are the runaways to Stray Kids, anyway? Maybe not all that different in theory and concept based on what you’ve seen of their music and work, but the execution… well. At least you played instruments.

Minho’s next message breaks you out of your train of thought; if you were taking a drink, you would’ve spat it out.

>lino.ooo: he might b down for a threesome tho

Well, that’s certainly not what you were expecting after the entire conversation about his possessiveness as a partner, but you’re not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. You are, however, not beyond asking for more.

>you: omg bet. what abt a foursome wooyo will kill me if i don’t at least ask

>lino.ooo: lmfaoooo you gotta promise to keep this a secret ok

>you: i take my promises very seriously

It’s a neutral statement. I take my promises very seriously. It’s not promising anything other than to keep promises – but nothing about making them. You’re not agreeing to anything just yet.

>lino.ooo: ok so im pretty sure changbin is like

>lino.ooo: perhaps just a liiiiittle bit in love with wooyoung

>you: omfg

>lino.ooo: you better not tell him tho

Oh, you’re absolutely going to tell him.

>lino.ooo: not that he’d ever admit it

>you: oh my godddd that’s so fun

>lino.ooo: isn’t it?

>lino.ooo: i do think that’ll make him refuse any threesome or foursome or whatever with him though. if he keeps a distance and pretends to be mad at him for something stupid like being friends with you and eric or being our rivals in the competition, it’s a lot easier to shove down any feelings he may have had lingering since highschool

>you: wait isn’t he like fr mad at me tho

>lino.ooo: yeah, but he’s not in love w you and tryna repress it so

>lino.ooo: i’m gonna offer we give you the same treatment as you gave felix, as yk, payback, and i genuinely don’t think he’d be able to resist

>you: 😳😳😳

>you: im down 😳

>lino.ooo: i knew you would be ;)

>lino.ooo: lix says you like to give just as good as you get huh

>you: freckles talks about me, does he?

>lino.ooo: you can’t tell him i said that either

You’re definitely going to tell him too.

>you: what else does he say?

>lino.ooo: honestly he had a bit of mixed feels about it

>lino.ooo: like, he really was genuinely humiliated

Good, you can’t help but think, arguably cruelly, but genuine nonetheless. He’s fun, and you like playing with him, but how he neglected Eric stays at the forefront of your mind every time he comes up in conversation. How hurt he was, how dismissive he was to him, the memories are still far too fresh for you.

>lino.ooo: he’s also in total disbelief that you made him cum in a minute and a half

>lino.ooo: i find that hilarious btw what was the secret

>you: the secret is getting into his head

>you: and cheating 🤭

>you: but you can’t tell him that

>lino.ooo: omg wait really

>you: yeah it was a two minute song but it was like, just starting, i had like a whole extra 30 seconds cause eric paused the timer

>you: i didn’t realise at the time but he told me after lmfao

It was just the teensiest bit of a blow to your ego to find that out, now knowing that your new nickname for him doesn’t hold any real weight, but you’d be damned if you ever give him the satisfaction. It crosses your mind that maybe you shouldn’t have confessed that to Minho, but you figure the secrets he asked you to keep are worth far more than that one – you’ll be ready if you need to strike back.

>lino.ooo: daaamn 2min is still p good tho

>you: i mean yeah im a stripper im good at what i do

>you: most of our money comes from lap dances anyway

>lino.ooo: lix made it sound like a whole lot more than your usual lap dance

>you: oh yeah def lol but yk it’s the same concept

>you: if i can make men cum untouched in 15 min, its not hard to make them cum when touching is allowed

>lino.ooo: daaaaamn

>lino.ooo: …but felix isn’t a stripper

>lino.ooo: and that only took him 2min too, didn’t it?

>you: bitch

Just because he was right didn’t mean he needed to say it. Besides, dry humping and making out are completely different to oral sex, you reason – to yourself, but also to him, furiously typing out your response in the message box.

>you: i made him cum in his boxers still just by grinding on him he ate me out after i’d already been grinding on him for a bit we are not the same

>lino.ooo: i mean tbh dicks aren’t that hard to get off

>lino.ooo: like if you know what you’re doing it’s a one size fits all most times

>lino.ooo: pussy tho, that depends on person to person

>lino.ooo: so i’d argue that’s about equally as impressive

>you: damn u rly sounding like a cis man w the whole “pussy is hard and mysterious and confusing agenda”

>you: besides yes you have a point but t-dick is a lot more sensitive than a pre-t clit anyway

>you: at least in most cases ik it can have the opposite effect but like. at least in mine

>lino.ooo: so you’re easy is what you’re saying?

>you: WOWWW

>you: wowwwww you said fuck trans solidarity huh

>lino.ooo: we’re still rivals, remember?

>lino.ooo: or did you forget? 🤭 you sure made a point of picking a fight with our leader

>lino.ooo: and our felix

>you: k tru

>you: changbin’s was on you guys tho, me n wooyo were literally just vibing

>lino.ooo: yeah true

>lino.ooo: he wasn’t expecting to see you there. im p sure he saw wooyoung on snapmaps while in the area and decided that he needed a totally platonic, not-still-in-love-with-you-since-high-school reason to get up close n personal w him again

>lino.ooo: you know, like punching him in the face

>lino.ooo: but then he saw you, the actual culprit of the crime he created in his head as a plot device and got all in his feels about it bc that’s a totally normal way to feel about a friend

>you: i mean, i get being overprotective about your friends

>lino.ooo: yeah i know you’re fucking all your friends cause you’re in love with them too everyone act surprised

>you: but he takes it to the next level cause when i teased him asking if he’s felix’s boyfriend he looked genuinely panicked for a second and looked at you for just a spliiiit second too long and hes definitely in love with felix too isn’t he

>you: WAIT HEY

You had been so caught up typing your response that Minho managed to get his sassy comeback in first, and it happened to be so pointedly what you’re most afraid of – he can’t be right. He isn’t. You get to decide that, not him – he may be able to read Changbin like an open book, but he barely knows you. While you’re aware that your feelings for your band cross just about every line past platonic, relationships are complex and not always so strictly put in the boxes of platonic or romantic – there can be a blurry in between, like with sexuality, gender, and most things. The greys amongst the shades of black and white.

You’ve always leaned toward those greys and in-betweens anyway. Yeah, your gender leans more towards boy than girl, but it’s still more in between. You aren’t about to pick a side in what genders you’re attracted to either, hell, you don’t even want to settle down with just one person; you’ve always been in the shades of grey. Minho doesn’t know shit just for being able to put you in a black and white box.

Now, how exactly can you express that over text without going on an entire tangent about shades of black, white and grey?

>you: you dont know what my relationship with my band is like

>you: just bc u can read changbin so easily doesn’t mean everyone is the same yk

>you: relationships are so much more nuanced than the strict lines society puts on romance vs friendship

>lino.ooo: you’re awfully defensive for someone insisting im wrong

>you: im being defensive Because youre wrong, dude

>you: i don’t like people making the wrong assumptions about me

>lino.ooo: mhm

>lino.ooo: aight ill drop it

>you: you don’t sound very convinced

>lino.ooo: do i have to be?

>you: yes >:(

>lino.ooo: aww too bad

>lino.ooo: anyway it was fun talking to u but i got band practice now

>you: you mean swords n flamethrowers practice 🙄🙄

>lino.ooo: no, that’s bdsm night

>you: Damn.

>lino.ooo: kidding

>lino.ooo: swords n flamethrowers r too bulky. more of knives n candles kinda guy

>you: Damn. [2]

>you: ok have fun doing ur little dancey dance or whatever lets see how long they’ll let you play kpop star

>lino.ooo: bold words from someone who admitted to cheating on the last little “competition” you had

>you: hey didn’t you say you wouldn’t tell anyone

>lino.ooo: did i, though?

>lino.ooo: that’s not what i typed. so don’t make an enemy out of me, sweetheart

>lino.ooo: or do. it’d be pretty fun. i do live for the drama

>lino.ooo: ok gtg byeeeee

So that’s how he wants to play it, then. Two could play at that game. Two already were playing at that game, actually, considering your careful tip-toeing around truths with both Minho earlier and Felix prior – you don’t know if he’s somehow mirroring your behaviours on purpose, or if you’ve really just met your match in someone other than Wooyoung.

You switch messaging apps on your phone, pulling him up. Suddenly you have a lot to discuss over dinner; preferably without being thrown across it this time.

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