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the boy is mine | k.mg
pet play w mingyu
pairing: kim mingyu x reader, readerâs best friend is yuqi! ((g)i-dle) also cheol lol
wc: 5.6k (can you believe i cut it down?)
genre: strangers -> fucking, smut, little cracky at some parts
synopsis: when one of your best friends (who also happens to be a frat bro), seungcheol, invites you to his halloween party, you hesitantly accept. you were never really the party type⌠but one guy, one of his new friends to be exact, might single handedly change that.
!other kinktober fics!
a/n: ......heyyyyy... no one hate me. i know im almost a whole month late ): prepping for the svt concert took more time than i anticipated, i live in america so... yeah all that happened, work got in the way, i had a lot of yap days with my wife @jenoslutie which has been so nice!! <3 and i JUST (literally today) got back from visiting my bestie @goblynnrockz for their birthday :p BUT in between all that, i managed to finish this bitch. (pun intended) ALL OF THAT BEING SAID, i really hope you guys enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it. and if it seems like its eluding to there being a potential relationship between mc and gyu, well... maybe there will be in the future ;p
(P.S. you must picture long, wavy haired mingyu in this :3 more like the pic on the right. i just put the lolla pic bc it fits the vibe you CANNOT argue w that lol okay imma stop yapping now. ENJOY LUVLIES!!!!)
you werenât the party type, but when one of your best friends, seungcheol, invited you to his fratâs halloween party with a nearly quivering bottom lip, you couldnât say no.
âyou have to let me bring whoever i want as my plus one.â you deadpanned while crossing your arms.
âso youâll go?!â he nearly squealed.
you sighed before nodding with an annoyed, âyes.â
âfuck yeah!â he yelled before swooping you up in a big hug. you couldnât help the laughter that erupted from your chest.
you loved when cheol got all giddy. it was such a silly contrast to his wide, strong build, and thatâs always been so enduring yet hilarious to you. you didnât think anyone else like him existed in real life.
until you met him.
âremind me again why you are dragging me to a party?â your best friend, yuqi, chuckled out from the passengerâs seat of your car.
you took the last right before reaching the house. âcheol asked nicely and⌠iâve been needing an excuse to wear these boots,â you smiled, looking for a parking spot.
yuqi silently pointed to a spot on the street, and as you parked, she went on. âi just canât help but wonder why cheol wanted you to go so bad like⌠he knows youâre not a partier.â
âhe wants me to get out of my shell more.â you shrugged, getting out of the car.
âwell youâre definitely out of your shell, fucking look at you. a full latex outfit and tits out? girlâŚâ yuqi gawked at you for a moment.
dressing as blackcat was far out of your costume comfort zone. normally you went the horror route. billy the puppet, jennifer check (in the prom dress with the contacts, blood and all), freddy krueger, etc. so, wearing a latex set that left nothing to the imagination except for any ink you may have on your skin was out of character, but you wanted to spice it up this year.
âi think the little mask helps be feel a bit hidden,â you giggled seen as itâs a thin black eye mask, not hiding who is under it at all. yuqi jokingly scoffed and you then took the attention off yourself. âlook at you, catwoman. you look devious with that whip,â you cooed, then took her hand in yours and gave her a spin on the sidewalk.
âoh stop it,â she blushed. âletâs get inside before it starts getting too crazy.â
you two walked in practically attached at the hip. you scanned the front room for cheol, yuqi doing the same. âah! there he is,â she pointed toward the kitchen.
you looked over, immediately making eye contact with him. he waved you guys over to stand with him and some frat bro you didnât recognize.
ây/n!â he greeted you with a bear hug, unfazed by your tits practically spilling from your top. âand yuqi! hey long time no see!â he said sweetly, giving her a side hug.
âhi! itâs good to see you, cheol,â she giggled.
âare you gonna introduce us?â you motioned to his friend beside him and smiled.
the friend smiled and reached a hand out, âhey, iâm chan! nice to meet you both.â after shaking both of your hands, a warm smile across his face, he turned around to finish concocting a drink for himself.
âyou know we have a spare room. if you guys want, you can have some drinks! chan makes a mean lemon drop.â cheol offered you both.
yuqi got a devilish smile on her face, âdonât mind if i do, fred. one lemon drop, please, daphne!â she giggled leaning backwards on the counter next to chan, watching what he was doing over her shoulder. she faced forward after a moment and motioned her head toward you. âwhat about you miss latex?â she smirked giving you a once over. the girl wasnât even drinking yet and she was already getting flirty. typical. (<3)
âdonât even let her answer that,â seungcheol quickly intervened. âmake blackcat a drink, please. the pretty lady deserves it,â he grinned, wrapping an arm around you.
âwell thank you, cheolie⌠but deserve it? for what?â you asked cutely, looking up at him.
âputting up with my bitchass. thank you for coming tonight. iâm glad you did,â he stated sweetly, giving you a kiss atop your head. you just leaned into him, silently telling him âyouâre welcomeâ and âme tooâ.
âwhatâs up?â you look over at chan whoâs finishing your drink up, and heâs got his phone between his ear and shoulder. âoh shit okay! weâll be right out!â he hung up, sliding the phone in his pocket, then turned around handing you your drink. âpretty lady,â he smiled. âcheol lets go. that was vernon, theyâre outside.â he said, patting cheol on the shoulder, making his way out of the kitchen hurriedly.
âokay! you two wait right here, iâll be back.â seungcheol requested, then ran after chan.
âoh god,â you walked forward to the counter and turned so your back was leaning on it with yuqi. you two looked out from the kitchen, into the crowd of people that had seemingly gotten significantly larger since youâd arrived minutes ago. âtheyâve all gotta be members of the mystery inc huhâŚâ you trailed off.
âi wonder what poor guy they got to be scooby,â yuqi empathized.
âi bet itâs soonyoung.â
âbe so fucking for real, y/n. heâs a fucking tiger every year,â yuqi said pointedly. she was right.
just then, the room got significantly more quiet meaning- oh those boys and their group entrancesâŚ
it was never anything elaborate, but they did have to make their presence known. cheol almost always walking in first as the rest of the boys followed.
you and yuqi made your way out of the kitchen to the living room, disregarding cheolâs words from earlier. you two managed to push toward the front of the swarm of people that were gathered near the door. shouts then could be heard from all over, praising the commitment of all the boys. first was cheol as fred, then chan as daphne walking alongside wonwoo as velma, and last but not least vernon as shaggy with⌠not soonyoung as scooby. âwho the fuck is that?â you nearly drooled leaning over into yuqiâs ear.
âwonwoo?â she suggested.
âno, dumbass, obviously i know wonwoo⌠whoâs scooby?â your voice dropping a cool octave or two in curiosity.
âi donât know but⌠fuck is he fine,â she said bluntly.
you both had your eyes locked on him until yuqiâs gaze redirected to wonwoo⌠her main interest right now and always. âif youâll excuse me,â she hummed, grazing a hand across your shoulder and handing you her whip as she strolled forward toward the tall boy wearing thicker framed glasses than normal.
you made your way back to the kitchen to wait for one of your friends to come back, knowing one of them would find their way to you.
or so you thought.
someone did definitely make their way to you, but it wasnât cheol, yuqi, or even chan.
âi didnât know blackcat carried around a whip,â scooby shot you a cheeky smile while reaching beside you on the counter for a drink.
you smiled, leaning your hip on the counter to face him. âshe doesnât, but cat woman does and she needed me to hold it for her.â
âwell⌠iâm glad she needed you to because it gave me an excuse to talk to you.â you both chuckled, your face getting flushed. he turned, mirroring your position against the counter. âiâm mingyu. i just joined the frat,â he explained rather shy in comparison to his confident demeanor that he approached you with. it was charming.
âwell hello mingyu,â you chuckled, chugging the rest of your lemon drop. âiâm y/n. iâm friends with cheol.â
âoh no way! youâre like⌠his best friend,â he laughs trying his drink. you giggled watching his face contort at the potency of the alcohol. âhey donât laugh! bleh! but itâs nice to finally meet you.â
âitâs nice to meet you too,â you covered your mouth to snicker a bit more as if that makes it any less âmeanâ.
once he recovered a moment later, he sat his cup down and spoke up again. âyou know, y/n, you make a beautiful blackcat,â he complimented, giving you a once over as respectfully as he could. from the minute he laid eyes on you when yuqi had walked way from you, he knew he had to talk to you. your little whip that didnât go with your costume was his perfect excuse, and⌠you looked amazing. that couldâve even been enough of an excuse on its own.
your cheeks grew warm at the compliment with his demeanor and tone. itâd shifted to something more sensual than before. his eyes getting darker, but still soft.
âthank you,â you smiled before reaching up to play with one of his ears. âand you make an adorable puppy.â
his body stiffened, but it was so subtle you almost didnât notice. you chose to ignore it, moving to his collar. âdid minghao make this?â you asked, tilting your head admiring the well recreated scooby dog tag. you pulled on it a little, as if to test its durability, but really you wanted to see if this was doing something to the tall man before you. sure enough, you watched as he swallowed rather hard under your touch. you wouldnât have noticed had you not been staring at his throat already.
ây-yeah he did. heâs really talented,â he said softly, slightly tilting his head back as you took your finger from the collar, and slowly traced it down his chest that was only covered by a thin, tight brown t-shirt.
âwhatâs the matter, scooby? cat got your tongue?â you asked in a very playful way, not wanting to come off too strong too fast as you were already mere centimeters away from his body now.
when he looked down at you, his eyes were pleading. desperate. like he was silently begging for you to do something more. he couldnât find the words to answer your silly question. instead he sent his eyes to scan your face, lingering longer over your lips.
âgyu!â you both jumped back from each other. up pranced soonyoung, but he wasnât a tiger. âand y/n? hey!â he gave you a hug and you squeezed him back.
âhey soonyoung!â you gathered your composure far quicker than mingyu who was still trying to comprehend what the fuck just happened. âa cowboy this year?â you motioned your hands to his costume.
âhad to change it up,â he shrugged. âstill got my date, though,â he grinned. you knew it was the stupid plastic skeleton he dragged along every year in the spirit of the holiday.
âwell, wherever you set her down, i can imagine she goes way better with this outfit than the tiger onesie,â you both laugh.
âgirl⌠a whip? i donât think blackcat-â
âshutup, i know. itâs yuqiâs. sheâs catwoman.â you deadpanned.
he put his hands up as if to surrender, âgot it, no need to use it on me.â you two laughed together again.
mingyu wasnât enjoying this conversation like you and soonyoung were, however.
he gently grabbed your wrist while patting soonyoung on the shoulder. âexcuse us,â were the first words to come out of his mouth in the past couple minutes. it came out low and demanding, an extreme contrast from the state you had him in before soonyoung showed up.
you looked at soonyoung then shrugged your shoulders in confusion and blew him a quick kiss, whip in hand as mingyu pulled you away. âhave fun!â he yelled after you both.
âmingyu, where the fuck are we going?â you finally ask as he's pulling you up the stairs.
âmy room,â he states bluntly.
âyour room? why didnât you just get ready here then?â your genuine curiosity taking over.
mingyu stopped you both in front of his door. âexcept for cheol and chan, we all got ready at vernonâs,â he answered very matter of fact, then his eyebrows furrowed remembering what he was doing.
he opened his door, pulling you in with him. once he closed the door, he grabbed you and pushed you against it, hands cupping your face, instantly attacking your lips with his own. your hand naturally found its way to his long, wavy hair while your other rested on his chest. you slightly tugged at his hair, a groan escaping his lips. you smiled and chuckled against his mouth, knowing exactly how this was gonna end, despite his attempts at taking control of the situation.
he ignored your cockiness, moving a hand to the zipper of your top, toying with it just to be a dick. after about 10 seconds of that, you decided it was enough.
âwhy donât you be a good puppy and unzip me already,â you pull on his hair hard enough to pull him away this time. his eyes desperately searched yours, not understanding, himself, why every time you called him that, it made him feel weak in his knees.
âo-okay,â he stuttered before unzipping your top the rest of the way. his mouth hung open at the way your tits broke free from the tight latex. âgod..â he whispered. eyes still locked on your chest, he tried to speak, âc-can i please-â
âyes,â you breathed, not letting him finish his sentence, knowing exactly what he wanted.
mingyu wasted no time, latching his mouth onto one of your nipples, desperately sucking on the skin as if his life depended on it. a low groan escaped your lips as you finally dropped the whip on the floor, and moved that hand to his back, lightly scratching at him through the thin fabric of his shirt. he moaned against your chest, sending a chill down your spine.
âon your knees,â you demanded. he pulled away from your chest with a rather puzzled expression on his face. âdonât make me say it again,â and with that, he practically dropped to the floor, looking up at you with the most beautiful eyes youâd ever seen. âgood boy,â you praised, petting his head between his ears. you walked over to his bed, sitting yourself down at the edge of it.
âcome,â you said gently. mingyu started to stand up. ânuh uh,â you stopped him. âon all fours.â
âi- but i-,â he tried to protest, stumbling over his words.
âcrawl. or iâll walk out that door right now,â you threatened.
he immediately got back on his knees, then bent forward, using his arms to help him crawl over to you. he didnât break eye contact as he made his way to where you sat on his bed, your legs slightly opened. you leaned down, reaching in between your legs for his collar. you hooked two fingers underneath it and pulled him forward. he wrapped his arms around your waist, knees still planted on the floor as he looked at you longingly.
âwhat a good puppy,â you cooed, moving your hand from his collar to his hair along with your other hand. you petted him right next to his ears on either side of his head. he hummed, tilting his head to the side, you moving your hand so he could rest his face on it. you thought this was just gonna be a typical dom/sub dynamic, but you quickly started realizing that it was far more than that.
you leaned down giving him a soft kiss to his lips, making him crave more. he moved his hands up to your face, pulling you back down. you both hungrily attacked each others lips, breathing in every bit of the other. âwhat the fuck are you doing to me,â he growled between kisses. to be quite honest, you had no idea either. you didnât even know this man, really.
âget on the bed,â you demanded, out of breath. he mumbled, âokay,â then stood up and sat in the middle of his bed. âlay down, obviously,â you deadpanned. he felt like an idiot as he laid himself down. he watched you with big eyes as you crawled up his body. you sat yourself on top of him and reached to hook your fingers under his collar again. you used it to pull him up to your level.
âtake your stupid shirt off.â he fumbled with the hem of his shirt, lifting it up and over his head. you ripped it from his hands and threw it across the room to god knows where. you pushed him back down, diving after his neck with your mouth. his back arched slightly from the bed as a whimper escaped his lips. as your teeth sunk into his skin, beginning to suck, his chest pressed against yours.
he knew it wasnât physically possible for him to get closer to your body, but he could try. he was desperate. he craved your warmth. he craved you. a complete stranger. ây/n, please,â he whined.
âplease what?â you whispered into his ear, then proceeded to kiss down his neck to his chest. all he could do was make pathetic little noises in response. âcmon, use your words like a good boy, huh?â you cooed looking up at him. you traced your fingers over his large pecs sending chills through his whole body.
âf-fuck,â he threw his head back into the pillow. âfuck me, y/n, please!â he panted, grabbing at the sheets beneath him.
âyouâd like that, wouldnât you?â you teased as you slipped a hand under his pants, grabbing him through his boxers. you couldnât help the sigh that escaped your mouth when you felt how big he was. he looked down at you with flushed cheeks, embarrassed at how easily he was being turned on by your words alone.
âi- i would love that, y/n,â his eyes were so desperate, so needy. âc-can i take my pants off?â god, he was so obedient. it excited you beyond your own comprehension. before you could even think about it, you hooked your fingers under the waistband of his pants and started shimmying them down his thick, muscular thighs.
âfuck,â you mumbled under your breath. the tent in his boxers was intimidating to say the least. you sat on his thighs as you pulled his cock out, admiring the way it grew even more at your direct touch. mingyu was panting like a bitch underneath you and you hadn't even started stroking him yet. âeasy there, big boy,â you giggled at his uneasiness. as you started pumping him with one hand, you used the other to stabilize yourself above him.
a deep groan ripped from his throat as he screwed his eyes shut at the sensation. âdoes that feel good, puppy?â you asked innocently. mingyu whimpered and looked into your eyes again, mere inches away. he used all his extra strength to push his head up to capture your lips with his. this kiss was far deeper than the others. it felt⌠more intimate than before.
âplease y/n i need you,â he whispered against your lips. honestly, you needed him too, so instead of continuing the torture any longer, you got off the bed to remove your top completely, and took your pants off. before getting back on top of him, you pulled his pants the rest of the way down, then stood at the edge of the bed, gawking.
this manâs body was godly. skin the perfect shade of gold, soft muscle curves, the slight glisten on his skin as the moonlight from the window reflects off of his sweat. and his face⌠fuck, his face. the way his eyes glisten with lust and need, his lips swollen and slightly parted as heâs nearly drooling, waiting for you to do something, and to top it all off, his puppy ears on his head with the collar on his neck making him all the more irresistible.
you climbed back on top of him, his eyes not leaving yours, whether you were looking back at him or not. he only looked away when you started grinding your soaked cunt against his cock. he watched intensely as your slick coated him from top to bottom, his tip leaking precum each time you slid forward. âready for me to fuck you, gyu?â you nearly whined out, your hands firmly placed on his chest to balance yourself.
âb-been ready, mo-â he stopped himself. âfuuuck please, y/n, please.â he begged.
âwhat a good fucking boy you are. donât even have to ask you to beg.â you lifted yourself, and as if there was a form of telepathy happening, he reached down to lift his cock straight up, ready for you to do nothing but line yourself up and sink down in him. however⌠you both knew that was going to be painful for you. your nails began to dig lightly into his chest as you slowly sunk yourself down on him. a long string of whimpers falling from your lips while he gripped your hips, helping you steady yourself as you now sat all the way down on his cock. you swiveled your hips a couple times before slowly lifting them and slamming back down onto him without warning. a gasp escaping your own lips.
âah! Fuck!â mingyu cried out, throwing his head back into the pillows again. the grip he had on your hips only tightened.
you moved your hands to his neck, applying only slight pressure as you started moving up and down on his cock. his breathing became sporadic, and you could feel his veins on his neck starting to bulge under your fingers as you started to pick up your pace. âcollar getting too tight?â you breathed.
ân-no,â mingyu choked out. âmmmph~ i like it,â his voice was hoarse, but soft. his hands finally moved from your hips to roam your body. he dragged them up your waist until he was cupping your tits. he started kneading the flesh, licking his lips as he watched your face start to contort with pleasure. you let go of his neck and put your hands on top of his, over your chest.
the scene was so beautiful before him, he was growing more and more impatient, needing to chase his high. you threw your head back crying out a âfuck!â as mingyu started meeting each bounce of yours with a sharp thrust.
âa-am i doing a good job?â he whined, âdoes it feel good?â all he wanted was your validation and praise.
ây-yes~ fuck- such a good boy for me,â you cooed as stable as possible. you brought a hand down and combed your fingers through his hair right below his puppy ears. his thrusts slowed and so did you. you hadnât realized how much of the âfuckingâ was being done by him now instead of you. he hummed and closed his eyes while you ran your fingers through his hair again. both of your movements came to a complete stop. nothing but cockwarming and heavy breaths while you petted the pretty boy beneath you.
once he opened his eyes, you gave him a soft smile and he nestled his face into your hand. looking up at you with those puppy eyes, the next words that came out of his mouth were jarring to say the least. âw-will you sit on my face? please?â you couldâve sworn he batted his lashes too.
you giggled before teasing him, âare you seriously asking to pleasure me right now?â
âno im fucking begging, y/n please.â he whined.
âwell, when you beg like such a good boy, how could i tell you no, hm?â you hummed before moving your hands to his headboard, climbing up his body, stabilizing yourself over his face.
he wasted no time trying to attack your core with his tongue, but you didnât want to let him have it that easily. you moved a hand down to tug at his hair, pulling him off of you. ânuh uh. stick out your tongue,â you demanded.
âw-what?â his eyes were big with uncertainty.
âdid i stutter? stick out your tongue and stay like a good puppy.â you spit at him, no patience left in your voice.
so, mingyu did just that. slowly but surely he opened his mouth wide, laying his tongue out for you like the good boy he was.
you lowered yourself back down onto his tongue, slowly moving your soaked cunt back and forth. he just looked up at you with such adoration in his eyes, but tongue out like an absolute idiot. it was driving you crazy.
mingyu was going arguably more crazy, though. he wanted to devour you. taste every single inch of you, and lap up every last drop of your arousal like there was no tomorrow.
you let out a whimper that drove him over the edge, and he couldnât contain himself anymore. he brought his strong arms up, wrapping them around your thighs, locking you in place on his face. you gripped onto his bed frame tighter as he began to suck on your clit with such vigor, you almost came on the spot.
fuck heâs good at this.
he then started fucking his tongue in and out of you, using his own strength alone to bounce you up and down slightly on the muscle.
âmmph~ fuuuck~ mingyu please, donât stop,â you pleaded, knuckles white from holding onto his headboard for dear life. who was he to deny you? he moved one of his hands from your thigh to the bundle of nerves above where his tongue was fucking in and out of you. as soon as he started rubbing gentle but fast circles on your clit, you knew you werenât gonna last long. the familiar knot in your tummy forming far faster than youâd like to admit.
âp-puppy iâm c-close. gonna make me cum,â you half panted, half wailed.
he moved his mouth away to talk, fingers still working on your clit.
âcum for me please baby, cum all over my tongue,â his voice had dropped to a dangerously low tone. he went back to tongue fucking you and your grip on his headboard became so tight you thought you might break it.
âgyu! fuck! iâm- fuck!â a wave of pure euphoria flooded your whole body faster than you could comprehend. mingyu lapped up every last bit of cum dripping from your cunt.
âjesus christ,â you panted.
âokay y/n, all fours.â
âwhat?â you looked down at mingyuâs big brown eyes in complete shock.
âi- iâm sorry please can i fuck you on all fours?â
âmingyu iâm not worried about how you wanna fuck me-â
âthen, please? can i? Iâve been a good boyâŚâ
âyou definitely have,â you reassured, moving a piece of his hair out of his face. âi just donât know if i have the energy for that right now.â
âyou donât have to do anything, just- y/n just let me take care of youâŚâ his voice was so soft and genuine. nothing like you were used to from a hookup.
âfine⌠then can i just lay on my back?â you both chuckled.
âwhatever you want.â
once you guys repositioned yourselves, mingyu on top of you for the first time tonight, you couldnât help but let your mind race. i could get used to this view⌠y/n stop itâs just a fucking hookup, youâll only ever see him again in passing. but his voice⌠the way heâs speaking to me is so⌠sweet⌠so? heâs probably just fucking pussy whipped. and pussy whipped he was, but it wasnât that simple.
âare you ready, baby?â his eyes scanning yours intently as if to catch any trace of uncertainty that may reside in your eyes.
ây-yes. at least i hope,â you giggled. a fangy smile gracing his face. fuck, his smile.
as mingyu started to push himself into you, you winced at the stretch. it was almost like heâd gotten bigger since you were on top of him earlier. âah~ fuck gyu,â you whined.
âtoo much? do you want me to stop?â
âno, no please donât stop,â you just gripped onto his arms and closed your eyes.
a couple seconds later and he finally bottomed out, causing both of you to let out a string of low moans as you both adjusted to the feeling of his rather fucking huge dick inside of you. (how else was i supposed to word that like câmon now)
within a minute mingyu was drilling into you at an animalistic pace. the grip you had on his biceps probably close to breaking skin with your nails. your back arched at its limit. both of you sounding like you're in one of the most hardcore pornos ever filmed. the bed creaking, slamming into the wall⌠you get it.
the rest of the world had completely withered away at this point when suddenlyâŚ
BANG BANG BANG! âjesus christ, mingyu! that you in there?â seungcheol⌠fuck.
mingyu stilled all movement, âuhhh yeah⌠what do you want?â he dropped his head onto the pillow right next to your head. you couldnât help but giggle.
âSorry.. just uh⌠have you seen y/n?!â he yelled from the other side of the door. mingyuâs head shot up, both of you looking at each other with complete panic in your eyes.
âyou could⌠you could say that iâve seen her⌠yeah?â mingyu yelled back, wincing as he awaited his response.
when seuncheol didnât answer right away, you decided to speak up. âhi cheolâŚâ you said softly but loud enough for him to hear you.
âyouâre fucking kidding,â seungcheol scoffed before walking away yelling, âyou two fuckbirds have fun!â
you and mingyu just laid there for a second before bursting out laughing.
âokay that was embarrassing,â you covered your face.
âoh donât act like you didnât like it,â he grinned, leaning down to start kissing on your neck. âyou think i canât feel how much wetter you got?â he bucked his hips into you without warning, making you yelp. he just chuckled, lifting his head up to look at you again.
your mouth was hung open like an idiot, unsure of how to respond, actually embarrassed now.
âlook whoâs the tough guy now, huh?â he taunted, beginning to slowly pump in and out of you again. your eyes rolled back into your head and your hands reached for his hair. sensing that the puppy fun would be ending now, you tried to focus your vision enough to unclip the ears from his hair and throw them elsewhere in his room. âoh, are we done with those now?â he asked in such a bitchy tone, you couldâve slapped him back into his submissive state, but you were over the playing now.
âmingyu, just fuck me,â you panted now able to put your hands in his hair how you please.
âthatâs no way to get what you want now, gorgeous.â
âmingyu, please just fuck me already!â you whined, wrapping your legs around his torso.
the groan that escaped his lips at that action was inhuman as he sped back up to his pace from before, however, far harder.
âfuck! Mingyu!â you cried out, unable to do or say anything else.
âwhat? wanted me to f-fuck you, no?â he teased, stopping to lift one of your legs over his shoulder, then removing your mask in one quick motion before pounding into you again. the new angle pushed you to your limit once again, far too fast for your own sanity. âlet go for me again baby, i can feel it. youâre c-close arenât you?â he cooed softly in contrast to his brutal movements. âtouch yourself for me,â he breathed.
you moved a hand down to your clit, rubbing away at the bud while your other arm moved to his back, pulling his body closer to yours as you reached your high. the close proximity bringing his clingy self closer to his own breaking point.
now forehead to forehead, the knot in your stomach about to snap, you moved your other hand up to his back, fingertips lightly pressing into the skin. mingyu brought a hand to your neck, holding it gently, but firm as he railed into you for the last few times.
â-m cumming!â you cried, now digging your nails into his back.
âfuck!â he growled at the lovely sting of the scratches you were leaving. your cunt fluttering around his cock however was the final straw. âah~ baby~â he groaned before crashing his lips into yours as his orgasm hit.
âso⌠you always have wipes conveniently available on your nightstand?â you giggled, curled up in his arms under his blankets.
âyou know, it was actually pure luck,â he started. âcheol did a grocery run today and when he brought me my bag there were a couple of our toiletries and i was gonna go put them in the bathroom bu-â
âhey, gyu?â you looked up at him.
âyeah?â
âshhhhhâŚâ you smiled, placing a soft kiss to his lips before laying your head back down on his chest.
he kissed the top of your head and whispered with a chuckle, âsorry. i talk too much.â
âuh uh just⌠sleepy,â you yawned.
how you two managed to tune out the party is beyond anyoneâs guess. he didnât have to run his fingers in your hair for a full minute before you knocked out, but he did anyway until he fell asleep himself.
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@forgettable-au Babybones Fancomic â¨
âKeep Readingâ for the rest :3 (10 Pages)
*deep breath*
you hear that?
thats the sound of AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
ok. I spent. 31 Hours of my life on this. And i dont regret. a GODAMN thing.
i will go on, but first, A N A L Y S I S
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The title âRadio Starâ comes from the song âVideo Killed The Radio Starâ by The Buggles. Its lyrics I believe are absolutely perfect for this AU, Examples being âRewritten by machine and new technology�� , âWe hear the playback and it seemed so long agoâ , and âWe cant rewind weâve gone too farâ
The title also refers to howâŚ1, they build a radio-
and 2, Sans calls Papyrus a Star at Grillbys if you call him âuncoolâ
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This is the first real scene I had in mind. The entire concept came from me imagining how Sansâ memories of Wingdings got overwritten, so where in memories heâd call Wingdings by his name, he calls him Papyrus.
In an animation with audio, itd be like âAw cmon, P A P Y R U Sâ and be a silly little jumpscare.
Buttttt then ofc the idea turned into a thing where I couldnât shape it into a âfakeâ memory.
I wanted to play with their characters as they WERE not how they remember them being.
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As they travel to the barrier, Wingdings is leading, and COMPLETELY focused on his goal. Ignoring Gerson (social interaction) while Sans takes his time and looks around getting âdistractedâ. This exemplifies the nature of their relationship.
Them in Hotland, theyâre actually right next to the lab. Taking the elevator the guards wereâŚguarding. So Sans is looking at the lab like âhey. Hey wingdings, look, look at that building, thats so coolâ
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At the bottom is just another example of Wingdings being deadset on his goal, while Sans is helping out but still stopping to smell the flowers
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This panel makes me so happy-
It works??? vs It works!!!
Wingdings doesnât come across as the kind of guy to doubt himself, I just think heâd be shocked at himself regardless that he pulled this off. Meanwhile Sans is just thrilled đ
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N/A
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Oh boy this is the finale of explanation.
This conversation that Asgore and Sans have. Is REALLY important to me
Asgore/everyone that isnt sans, cannot understand Wingdings. So, Sans is talking for him. It may come across as him taking all the glory or whatever, but NO. look at his dialogue boxes! theyâre not blocking out WD, and heâs like âYEAH đ MY BROTHERS SO FUCKING COOLâ
Meanwhile Asgores boxes are completely blocking WD out. He thinks Sans built it cause hes doing all the explaining, and Sans isnt getting the hint that Asgore THINKS THAT HE MADE IT its a whole thing
Wingdings appreciates Sans, but he doesnât appreciate people thinking he did all the work-
Asgores dialogue box when asking âHow did you build such a thing??â is covering Wingdings, and heâs looking at SANS. heâs asking Sans how he built it, meanwhile Sans, still not getting the clue, is looking at wingdings like â:) cmon bro, tell him, you know ill translate for you!â
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Sans then understands at least that Wingdings does not want to indulge this- and goes into explaining mode, as hes done it so many times before-
Sans saying âYou cant understand himâ instead of something like âhis font is hard to understandâ is important because he is putting the âblameâ on you. Heâs fully aware this is something Wingdings WISHES he could change about himself so badly, so he just kinda naturally changes his tone which I find really fun when writing dialogue :3
This comic, I feel is an example of how much this AU/comic series means to me-
As much as I obsess over and LOVE comics as a medium, this is the first ever I have ever properly finished. ofc there have been like 2 page ones, but YEAH this is the first BIG one i have ever finished in my entire life.
These characters- as much as theyâre Tobys, they are also Sunsestarts in my opinion. The situation they are put in of JUST the font trouble alone is something iâm SO fascinated by and clearly- had the time of my LIFE writing and playing with. And thats ignoring all the other shit that happens BECAUSE of that.
Undertale is special, The Forgettable AU is SPECIAL- THESE SKELETONS ARE SPECIAL
Im on the edge of my seat waiting to see what happens next because I know whatever it is, its gonna be special
also, I made this while listening to Slipping Through My Fingers on repeat. I regret nothing
((ALSO I HIGHLY RECOMMEND TIME/SPACE BY ALEX G, ITS A GREAT SONG IM DEFINITELY GONNA STORYBOARD A FORGETTABLE AMV TO CAUSE ITS REALLY REALLY GOOD, ID TOTALLY TIE IT TO THIS COMIC- BUT ITS MORE FOR PAPYRUS AND GASTER INTERACTIONS RATHER THAN BABYBONES???)
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Thank You GQ
a/n- the lil ~ means a passage of time
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tstan your shoots are always the best
GQ let's do it again some time mr. chalamet
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rachelzegler omg this is happening ill see you next week love
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y/n two years. you've dealt with every part of me and you're still here with me. I love you more than anything my silly boy. I'll always remember the GQ issue that finally gave me the courage to dm you đđ
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y/n but also cause im so proud of you đthings can have two meanings đŤś
paulsdune TWO YEARS ?!?!!! it took yall forever to make it official huh
y/n you're telling me...
tchalamet thank god for GQ cause i was too scared to dm you myself đđ
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Congratulations for your 100 followers!
May I request for Lighter (zzz)? As for the alphabets, it's A, J, M, N, and Y!
I hope it's not too much, anywho, once again, congratulations! Hope you have a great day/night <3
thank u sm! ofc lighter nation pulls up first hehehe
main event page - event masterlist
A: Admiration - what's something they admire in a partner? Lighter really appreciates someone patient and caring. Partially this is because its something he really needs; while he's not massively secretive about his past, it takes him a while to truly open up about the details and the way it still affects him, plus he kind of forgets to take proper care of himself, since he's used to viewing himself as a means to other people's ends. But its also because so much of his life has been about violence, so he really admires a shift from that, and feels extra in love whenever he sees that gentle care in you, even if it's not directed to him.
J: Jealousy - do they get jealous easily? what are they like when they're jealous? Lighter is pretty secure in your relationship, so he's not gonna get jealous of your friends, and as long as no one's making you uncomfortable, he's not even particularly fussed if someone else asks you out, just keeping a protective eye on you while you reject them in case they take it badly and he has to step in. THAT BEING SAID, he does get possessive if someone tries to flirt with you, especially if they're subtle enough about it that you don't really notice. Directly shooting their shot is one thing, he can respect that, but those flirty little compliments and lingering touches are encroaching a bit too far on his territory. Suddenly he's glued to your side and his hand seems permanently attached to your waist, if the person doesn't know who he is (or doesn't seem to care), he'll drop it into conversation or take his jacket off so they see his scarred, muscled arms, making eye contact with a look that just screams "i dare you to try". Also, he may not get jealous of people, but he's lowkey the type to get jealous of like. pets and plushies. sees you cuddling your plushies or petting a cat and his thought process is just "aww cute. i wish that were me tbh. wait we're dating, that should be me." and he's well aware its a bit of a silly thought to have so he tries to play it off but the way he glares at whatever's taking up your affection is so obvious. He'll pretend he doesn't know what you're talking about if you tease him about it, so long as it works and he ends up in your arms with your hand threading through his hair.
M: Melt - what can you do to fluster them and make them melt? I've had this headcanon for a while that Lighter likes to tease you a lot so you don't get the chance to try to fluster him first, because it's honestly a little crazy how easy it is. Any sort of heartfelt compliment has him losing his words for moment, particularly if you tell him you feel safe around him. But if you want to see him properly flustered and embarrassed, you just have to be unapologetic and bold about your attraction to him. If he catches you staring, he will tease you about it, but just double down on it (e.g. "enjoying the view?" "oh, absolutely", or "take a picture, it'll last longer" "amazing idea actually" and genuinely pulling out your phone) and you have the upper hand in an instant, his ears go red and he tries to think of something smart to say back but he's short-circuiting a little. Poor guy absolutely cannot take what he dishes out.
N: Nicknames - what nicknames / petnames do they have for their S/O? what are their favourite nicknames for you to call them? He likes most variations of babe/baby, tho he uses baby most often. Also likes to use compliments as nicknames, lots of "hey gorgeous" and "pretty girl / pretty boy". When it comes to what you call him, he particularly likes if you call him "love" or some variation of it, like "my love" or "lover". Also, calling him "my champion" with a pout is like a fast-track ticket to him doing whatever you want.
Y: Yearning - how easily do they miss their s/o? what are they like when you're away? He's the kind of guy to always have his partner on his mind, little things just make him think of you. He's always taking photos of cute animals or pretty sunsets or other things he sees to send to you, and when he runs errands in the city he'll come back with lots of little trinkets and treats for you - he doesn't even actively look for them, it's just second instinct for him to think "oh they'd like this" and pick it up. However, I think it takes a bit longer than most for him to really miss you to the point it's a problem. Like, sure, he would always love to see you even more often, but he gets that sometimes life gets in the way and its quite often his gang duties that are keeping you apart, so it takes a little more for it to start genuinely affecting him. When it does, though, he's basically checking his phone for any messages from you - it's not just that he thinks of you in everything, he's actively looking for random reasons to text you. He'll be extra fierce in fights, trying to wrap everything up asap so he can get back to you. But if the gap really can't be shortened, he instinctively starts bringing you up in every conversation. Your name on his tongue helps fill the void a tiny bit, but it's lowkey just "ow, i hurt my hand!" "(Y/N) has hands..."
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I swear I'm never gonna find the love I know I right-fucking-fully deserve
I just rewatched Bridgerton season 3 for the 3rd time already, and MY GOD, if a man does not yearn for me like a Bridgerton manđŠ
Request: Kaz Brekker x drunk (fem) reader (this is a long fcking one)
Too Sweet
TW: fluff, mention of assault
"And then, THEN he said I am just as useful as a rock. A damn rock!," she scoffed as she swayed in her seat. "Rocks can bee useful," she mumbled, "you can throw 'em at people. Like me! I can be thron at people," she hiccuped once before pointing at her glass for the bartender to re-fill.
The guy just shook his head at her and told her to stop shouting at costumers, or find someplace else. Apparently, she's been a lot friendlier than she thought.
She dropped some kruge on the counter, not having enough common sense left to count if it was even enough.
"But his eeeyes while he looked at me, oh Saints, his eyes are so beautifuuul, and sooo blue, they make me swoooon," Y/N told a waitress, who just laughed at the lovesick girl, who's been talking about a boy for the past 10 minutes.
"Oh honey, you have such a soft spot for that boy!" She laughed, and Y/N just nodded. "Yeah, and-and you should see his cheeks and ears, that when he gets flustred, no, flusterred, uh, flus-tered, yes, they turn red but he hides it, and no one sees, but I see it, because he has such a preeeetty face," she tells her on a high pitched voice, and even rests her head on her arms and lets out a sigh.
Y/N talking about her love life being the only thing actually happening in the small bar, the waitress sats down in front of her after getting out a round of drinks. The two women began their discussion about the boy, and the way Y/N cannot stop smiling while talking about him makes the waitress smile herself.
The sound of a cane tapping on the floor makes the lady turn around, only to find the Bastard of the Barrel himself staring right at her. No, not at her, but the girl on the other side of the table. She gets up and with a quick goodbye slips out of her seat, to make her way to the other side of the place.
Kaz Brekker, as if he had all the time in the world, slowly walked over to his Crow, who was supposed to be in the Club with their group hours ago.
He'd only been trailing her for an hour or two, but in that time she already went through 3 bars. Not counting the one, or ones, where he wasn't present. And without paying. Kaz made sure she wouldn't be in debt by the next morning. As he looked at her drunken state, he began questioning his own plan to get her home as soon as possible.
"Jeeesss!" Y/N looked up at him giddily, practically dragging her words out. "Come 'ere you silly," she signaled for him to sit down, to which Kaz just rolled his eyes. She must've drank quite a lot if she thought him to be the sharpshooter. "Why you in black?" She shook her head as if getting rid of her question and looked at him giddily yet again.
Kaz couldn't shake the bittersweet feeling that slowly made its way into his well-guarded heart. The feeling that she looked the happiest in that moment, drowned in alcohol, probably on the edge of alcohol poisoning, and staring at him with such joy Kaz rarely saw anymore on her, even less in his life. It was clear to him that she was going through something, he just didn't know what it was.
If he had any talent for it he would've drawn her right in that moment, to capture her smile, the shine of her eyes, to keep her this happy at least on paper, to keep her smiling.
"Alright, get up. You're going home," Kaz sternly told her to which she just scoffed. "Ah, but Jesper we have so much to talk aboouuuut," she whined as he took a step closer. "This wasn't a question. You. Are. Going. Home."
"Alrigh', alrigh'," Y/N mumbled to herself as she tried to steady herself enough before attempting to walk on her own. After a few seconds of failing to do so, she quickly straightened her back and began her uncoordinated, swaying march for the door. Kaz was just two steps behind her, and when they got out on the street, he took half a step closer as he stepped next to her.
"Am I late for that meeting? Nahh," She mumbled loud enough for Kaz to hear. "It don' matter. What do I do?" She turned her head to Kaz for a split second before loudly continuing. "I'm talking Jespeeerr!" Kaz quickly shushed her, not wanting to draw any unwanted attention to them.
"Don't ssssshhh me, Kaz sssssh-ushes me, not you!" She said and had it not been for Kaz, she would've tripped in her own foot. "I feel like he doesn't like me anymore," she said then, but Kaz just kept quiet, waiting for her to continue. "I want to tell him to shut up for once, to give 'im my opinion," she began gesturing before herself, as if she wasn't even talking to him anymore, more to herself.
"I feel like... punching him, givin' 'im a piece of mind. Yah, let'ss do that!" She quickly turned around, probably to find Kaz who was standing next to her, but Kaz caught her elbow and stood her in front of him. "You won't do that, alright? You're going home to sleep, and if you still feel like it, you'll give him a punch tomorrow."
"But whyyy? He's always up at night, and that'ss when we taaalk. I can't tell 'im during the dayy!" Her words began to slur again and she was swaying, so Kaz took it as a sign, that she was still in fact really drunk. He didn't let go of her elbow as he guided themselves towards her little flat near Fifth Harbor. It was more like one big room rather than a flat, but she didn't spend that much time there to care about it.
"And why can't you? Is there an unkown force keeping you from it?" He told her while he fought the nausea slowly coming up his throat. They'll be there in a few minutes, he reminded himself. "Jess, why are you the one asking? You're always telling me to lissen to my heart, to not overthink, to just say it. You're not Jesper, that's why!" She said more to herself than Kaz.
"Say what?" Kaz turned to Y/N for a few seconds, trying to see her face to determine what she was feeling. He found himself as curious when he was just a small boy, watching the magicians on the streets of Ketterdam. He watched every little detail of her face, from the flatter of her eyelashes to the unnoticeable tremble of her lips, trying to guess what she was going to say.
"Again with the questionss," she mumbled and right after spoke up on a sad tone, her vice slightly trembling, almost as if she was holding back from crying. "You sound like my landlord. Saints, I hate 'im. He's always angry a-and yelling, and soooo tall, taller than Matthias," she said and Kaz noticed the barely noticeable crack in her voice, making him worry about what more she had to say.
"I mean, I fought 'im twice yesterday, you know, 'cause he was demanding the rent I already payed, givin' me a great punch to my ribs, but like, you know, I'm a fighter, I can take 'im any day, but I mean, he's sooo tall and, and I was tired, so you know I didn't have too much "fight" in me." Y/N rambled, probably unaware of admitting that she was assaulted and making it seem less serious than it was, but still, it made Kaz's vision fog up with red.
How did he not know? How could he let this happen under his watch? Why didn't he felt the need to investigate her place, like he first intended to?
She was still rambling about her landlord and their multiple fights, yes, multiple Kaz realized, getting angrier by the second, when she stumbled and Kaz had to yank her up before she fell on the hard ground.
Without a second thought, or any thought at all, Kaz put her arm around his shoulder and carefully slipped his other arm around her waist to keep her somewhat standing. They were just a block away from her place, but Y/N seemed to cling to Kaz, her legs barely functioning at this point, and Kaz had to lean themselves against an old brick building before they both collapsed.
He also had to take a breather from all the touching, not being used to touching her for this long. Yes, they've stitched up each other countless times, sometimes even caring enough to change each other's bandages. But that never lasted longer than half a minute, or one, which was the limit for Kaz.
As soon as he calmed down, he felt warm fingers touching his face.
He froze in his spot and he had to close his eyes and concentrate on his breathing if he didn't want to start panicking. A minute passed by, and the hands still didn't leave his face, but they began to explore his every feature. It started at his cheeks then to his jaw, his forehead, the hand smoothed over his eyes so carefully as if he was made from glass, then the fingers stopped at his lips. He didn't even know he was forcefully keeping them in a thin line until the warm touch made them slightly part.
When Kaz opened his eyes he felt his heart stop and melt all at once, he felt it cease to beat only to then began pumping his blood with so much force he felt as if his heart was trying to fire up his veins.
Y/N was looking at him with a longing gaze, as if this was her last, yet the first time seeing him. As if he was something worth looking at.
She kept looking at him even though Kaz swore his heart was about to burst into a mess of blood and flames. Her fingers lingered on his lips as her other hand came up to softly caress the side of his face, touching a strand of hair. As if she wasn't able to stop touching him. Kaz felt his lips part even more than before, and his breath got stuck in his throat at her touch. He kept his eyes on her as he felt the need to close them for just one second. He felt his heart throb too fast for his liking, feeling his head getting dizzier by the second.
He was sure he was about to faint.
When her thumb caressed his lips for one second, just one second, she moved both of her hands to the side of his face ever so gently, and Kaz felt his knees tremble under her gaze. They never once broke the eye contact, which made the moment feel even more intimate. The way she was looking at Kaz, the way her eyes reflected the dim light next to them on the street made her eyes sparkle in the moonlight, and Kaz felt himself quietly gasp for air.
Kaz Brekker gasped for air, mesmerized by the sight of her.
He was trying to figure out the emotion behind the look she was giving him all night, when she mentioned him or his name, when she realized he wasn't Jesper, when she took his face in her hands, as she caressed him with such tenderness, as if one wrong touch could shatter him like the finest porcelain.
But when she moved her thumb back to his lips again, slightly caressing it without even noticing, Kaz finally dared to speak up.
"What are you-," He couldn't finish the words he was whispering, because Y/N put his handkerchief between their faces, holding it onto Kaz's lips, as if she was about to...was she? Was she about to...kiss him? Kaz felt like fainting again.
When she spoke up, the drunk look was somewhat gone from her eyes, and bittersweetness took over. "My imagination is wicked, but this might be the cruelest thing it ever did to me, making me see you as if you were real, as if you were here." She whispered it so gently that Kaz had to take a second to grasp what she was saying. "I'm here Y/N, I've been here all night." He said, but she just sadly shook her head.
"You're another hallucination, dream-Kaz, because I can never kiss you in the real world. And even in my dreams, I can't do it without respecting you first," she whispered, smoothing the handkerchief over his lips.
Kaz couldn't pin-point when did his heart pumping began too loud for him to hear, or when did he forget to breathe, but what he knew exactly, was the fact that these all made his thoughts cease to exist. Except one.
"You...dream about me? Above all people you could have choosen, you chose me to dream about?" He asked breathlessly, not believing how small his own voice sounded. Still, tears began welling up in Y/N's eyes, which she tried to keep at bay, but a single drop escaped and she let it stream down her face as she spoke up.
"You're... everywhere, all the time, and I can't escape you from my imagination, sometimes even preferring to hallucinate because that's where I know I'll find you, where I'm brave enough to-to say 'I love you' to your face, without having to deal with your rejection, because I-" As she glanced away from him trying to blink away her tears, Kaz gently took the handkerchief away from his lips and instead held her hand which put the handkerchief on him.
Kaz finally realized how she looked at him. If their racing hearts, her shallow breath, the tremble of her voice wasn't enough clue, than her touch certainly was. Throughout her speech her hands were still on his face, unmoving, not daring to move, instead keeping them there in a tender touch. She was in-
"I'm irrevocably, unconditionally, and fatally in love with you Kaz Brekker."
Sharp breaths and worried looks.
Unnoticeable steps and reassuring nods.
A trembling exhale.
One quick step, and Kaz was kissing her.
Their lips colliding against one another like the sun sets on the dark sea, like the moon takes the sun's place, like fireworks lighting up the sky. Her lips a mix of cheap alcohol and something sweet, his the scent of coffee and something salty. Her shyness, afraid of hurting him, clashing with his yearning movements, all of a sudden forgetting everything that wasn't her. His hand found its way onto the back of her neck, while the other gently touched the side of her face, just as she did mere seconds ago.
Kaz couldn't begin to think about his aversion, nor his nausea, because he was surrounded by her. Her scent, her lips, her hands on his face, her gasp in the kiss. He kissed her as if she was the air he was breathing, and he had been drowning, therefore he took the breath that belonged to him. Kaz never kissed anyone before, nor did he imagine himself doing so, but he did it with a strange hunger, as if he was a starving animal in captivity.
In a way both of them were animals, walking the cruel roads of the city, taking down anyone that crossed their paths in the need of survival. In a way, Kaz was no better than a starving animal, looking for crumbs to feed his hunger, finding any way for revenge to ease his anger. And in a way, Y/N was the first healthy taste that could keep Kaz from starving again.
She was addicting. The kiss couldn't have lasted more than 5 seconds, but Kaz already felt himself in need of another. He only tasted her once but he wanted more. So much more.
His knees didn't stop weakening, and he still couldn't quite catch his breath, and maybe it was from the lack of air in his lungs, or his heart beating too loudly in his ears to hear anything, but despite his past with touch, despite his head trying to tell him to stop, almost as soon as they broke apart Kaz captivated her once again.
This kiss was more tender than the first. Kaz still kissed her with wild hunger, but now he took his time getting familiar with her lips. Although, Y/N didn't let herself fall under his spell this time, she daringly smoothed her fingers through his raven hair, stopping at the nape of his neck and gently caressing some strands. She stood still, letting Kaz do what he wanted with his hands on her.
It all felt like a dream, a dream that she was bound to keep like a memory, not just another one of her hallucinations. She knew this wasn't real, it couldn't have been, because she knew her Kaz could never touch her like this. Not in this lifetime. So she let herself get lost in this dream more than she should've let herself to, because she knew her drunkenness would be a reasonable excuse.
Therefore she couldn't bring herself to step away from him. She wanted to kiss him, needed to kiss him, desperately, and if this was the only way she would do so, in her drunk imagination, then she would have to settle for it. She had to accept that this lifetime wasn't meant for them.
Kaz knew his anger. It was hot and messy, uncalculated, selfish and greedy, which brought out the monster in him. It made him destroy everything in his path, without a single care about who's coming down with him. Kaz knew his anger.
Except this time. As he stepped inside Y/N's flat, looking at the broken chair in the corner, the different marks on the walls, and the small droplets of dried blood at the entrance, he felt a deep rage take over him, and out of instinct he tightened his arm around Y/N just a bit more.
He imagined every scenario as Y/N talked about the fights, from the bad to the worst, but seeing the remnaints of those fights in the organized and neat place felt almost ridiculous to him.
Y/N didn't bother with covering about the damage. She kept her place clean and comfortable as always, and now her place looked like as if the two sides of her life clashed against one another.
Kaz walked over to the bed with her and sat her down, before he grabbed a glass and poured her some water. He signaled for her to drink it and she agreed, probably unaware of what she was drinking. Meanwhile Kaz looked around and lit up a few candles around the room. Then Y/N moved to take off her boots, failing to do so. After multiple attempts and swearing under her breath, Kaz spoke up.
"Stop that and lie down. I'll help," he told her and set his cane down on the bed next to her. She began giggling as he knelt down on one knee to take her boots off. "If you wanted to get me into bed, you could've just asked," she chuckled and Kaz felt his face heat up. He was grateful that she couldn't see his face right now.
"And what would be the fun in that?" Kaz asked and Y/N could hear the cockyness in his voice. "The easiness. I would let you without thinking, you know." Kaz sat her boots next to her bedside table and looked up at her as she slowly sat up.
"You're not an easy woman Y/N, therefore I wouldn't want easy with you." Kaz told her and watched her smile faltered and her eyes got bigger, like when she was concentrating on something. He took it as a sign to continue.
But before he did, he took a moment to really look at her like this. Face red from drinking, eyes shining in the candelight, her gaze full of emotion, hair messy from touching it too much, a few strands sticking to the side of her face, probably from sweat. Kaz moved to tuck those strands of hair behind her ear, and Y/N watched his tender movements with a sleepy smile, but a smile nonetheless.
Kaz, still on his knees, told her to go to sleep and she happily obliged. She fell back on the bed, quickly moving around for a comfortable position then closed her eyes and fell asleep in just a few minutes.
"I'll be right here," Kaz whispered as he got up from his kneeling position, and got to work.
Y/N woke up to the sound of keys jingling. Against her tired muscles she quickly sat up and grabbed her knife from under her pillow. When her front door opened she threw the knife without hesitation.
Knowing that she probably didn't aim right she grabbed another knife from her bedside table and rushed to the intruder. She grabbed the back of their coat and held the knife to their throat, or she would've, if the person didn't block them with their cane. With the beak of the crow.
"This is how you greet your friends?" Kaz asked mockingly to which Y/N just rolled her eyes and took her knife away from Kaz's face. "Why are you here?" She asked back.
"Good morning, yes I'm quite fine, how are you?" He said and the small grin on his face made Y/N want to kick his cane from under him. "Been better. Could do without the slight headache though, but I'm sure it comes and goes with you," Y/N told him and turned her back to get the knife back in its place.
"You were much better company last night." She turned around abruptly. "What did I do?" Kaz didn't answer at first, which made her worried she did something stupid again. "Kaz, what the hell did I do last night?"
"For starters, you hit up probably half a dozen bars to drown yourself in whatever was cheapest. Then you poured your heart out, probably would've fallen into the canal if it wasn't for me," He said the last words with a mix of mocking and smugness. "Better question: what did you do?"
"A thank you would suffice for saving your ass," He told her and she just scoffed. "Thank you, for being a-" Y/N started but as she hopped down on her bed she felt her ribs ache and she had to breathe loudly to ease the pain. Kaz was in front of her in seconds and had an almost worried look on his face. "What is it?"
"Nothing, it's just-nothing. Probably slept in a bad position," she winced as she put a hand on her left side, but she didn't miss the fact that Kaz reached his hand out. It was only a second, or half a second before he took it back, but she saw it.
Imaged of him touching her flashes through her, his hands in her hair, on her face and neck. She could still feel the touch on her lips, and for a second she just stared back at him in surprise. Was it...was it real? Kaz looked at her questioningly, not knowing what just went through her mind.
Then Kaz sat his cane on her bedside table before he got rid of his coat and put it next to her on the bed. Another image came up: the same position, but he was kneeling in front of her. Y/N shook her head a little, trying to get rid of the images.
"Kaz, what are you do-AH," Y/N shouted as Kaz lifted up her shirt and put his hand on her ribs. He kept poking her left side all the while she was cursing him into oblivion. When Kaz finally stopped and reached for the hem of her shirt she grabbed her clothing and clutched it.
"Hey! No more of this! What do you think you're doing?"
"Measuring up your bruises. I need to know how many punches you took," Kaz told her as a matter-of-factly, and Y/N stared back in confusion. "From who?!"
"Your landlord. Mr. Kozar."
Silence fell over the room. Kaz could see the confusion turn into embarassment, then into fear. Y/N was still clutching her shirt, but this time with a tight grip to ground herself in reality.
"How do you-" She started, but then stopped as she looked up at him. "I told you last night, didn't I?"
"Yes, everything," Kaz had to slightly bite down on his lip, so as not to tell her what did he plan for her landlord tonight. The sight of her, slowly curling in on herself, looking as if she wanted to disappear, when Kaz knew better than anyone that she always made her presence known everywhere she went.
Kaz gently touched the hem of her shirt, next to the piece of fabric she was currently holding in an iron grip, when she looked at him again, this time with uncertainity. Kaz just waited.
"If you want to take off my clothes, at least ask my permission first. Be a gentleman," Y/N told him quietly and loosened her grip on her shirt. Kaz scoffed quietly as he kneeled down in front of her. "I'm anything but gentle," he said, his touch on her shirt never tightening.
"Can I?" Kaz asked on a voice so soft it could've melted gold. Y/N never heard him talk that way, therefore she had to take a moment to grasp her head around how sweet his voice sounded. "Can I take off your shirt?" Kaz asked her again, his soft, sweet voice not faltering. Y/N gently nodded. "Yes."
The minutes while Kaz looked at her bruises, sometimes poking them again, she felt like crying the entire time. Not from the pain, that she was used to living in the Barrel for this long, but from how tender his touches were. He may believe he's not a gentleman, but Y/N knew the truth. She knew the heart behind the iron bars.
After Kaz finished, he handed her shirt back and even helped when she had to stretch out her side. He told her one of her ribs might be fractured, but it shouldn't cause her any trouble tonight.
"Is there a job tonight? Wait, was the meeting I missed last night about this?" Y/N asked Kaz quickly after she reached for her boots to put them on. She was stopped by Kaz's cane snatching them away. "This isn't a job, only if you want to look at it that way," he said carefully and it made Y/N suspicious.
"What did you do?"
"I? I did nothing. Your landlord, on the other hand, did more than what's understandable, even more so, hurting someone close to me, which I believe you don't tolerate either, therefore I set up a meeting with him," Kaz said and rested his hands on the top of his cane, looking at everywhere except her eyes. Y/N didn't miss the way he described their relationship. Someone close to me. Was she still dreaming? Or was this real life? Before she could ask him about that little detail, another thought formed in her mind.
"What meeting?" She asked but the way Kaz glanced at her for just a few seconds before putting his coat on to go on his way, told her more than his words could've. "Oh, a meeting, as in, torture,"
"Only if you want it to get to that point," Kaz said and Y/N was up on her feet right in front of him, and her subconscious got giddy at the fact that he didn't move away from her. "Why Kaz? You didn't have to bother with any of-"
"I did." He said suddenly, and his tone made Y/N go silent. "I do, because I wasn't careful enough to investigate this place like I did with the one before, because I trusted you enough to handle things, because I knew ypu would fight your way out of it. Then you told me you were assaulted, multiple times, multiple fucking times Y/N andyou never once told any of us. You never onced mentioned it, not to anyone, not to me." Kaz told her getting angry at himself for not making sure you were alright, because he was too absorved in his own thoughts, in his feelings for you, trying to punish himself for feeling the way he did. Meanwhile it got to a point where he forgot to protect you. He forgot. He never forgot to look after you. "You didn't ask my help."
"You had enough on your plate now that Pekka's out of the picture. You had business to run, I couldn't have just walk through your door saying my landlord is a greedy asshole who's attacking me at any inconvenience. You wouldn't have cared."
"I would!" Kaz said louder and Y/N looked at him in shock. She was about to speak when Kaz interrupted her. "I do. I do care. I care about your well-being enough, that I wouldn't care at which time of day or night you came for my help." He practically whispered the last few words and he could almost feel her lips against his, the memory suddenly blinding him. "Never be too stubborn to ask for my help. Just come to me."
Y/N could hardly breathe in that moment. All of the flashes from her dream, they weren't dreams at all. She really touched his face, and Kaz really kissed her. Now she remembered how his lips moved against hers as if he had been hungry all his life. And as Kaz looked at her with his pale blue eyes, she was reminded of the fact that he initiated the second kiss. Y/N wanted to know how he kissed, now that she was sober. If it felt addicting while she was drunk, she couldn't begin to imagine what it would feel like now that she's sober.
"I need your help Kaz," she whispered and Kaz's face turned serious at the mention of his name. "I'm afraid I don't remember much from last night." Y/N whispered as she slowly held her hand up next to his face, not wanting to be too quich with her movements, but Kaz gently grabbed her hand and put on the side of his face.
"And now?" Kaz asked raspily. Y/N felt like fainting, as she took a quick inhale. "Not familiar," she said and Kaz moved her other hand to the nape of his neck while he put a hand under her jaw, on her neck. "How about this?" He asked, the words a whisper against her lips. "Still not remembering," she moved her head just a little closer to him and heard Kaz quietly gasp for air, to which she let out a small smile.
"This, you remember," Kaz didn't waste time hugging her even closer to him, so he could finally kiss her again. Saints know he's been itching to do so.
Y/N let out a small gasp in the kiss and Kaz poured all of his years of yearning into their kiss.
Since that night the Barrel had something worse to fear from Dirtyhands: his love and devotion.
#grishaverse#shadow and bone#shadow and bone fanfiction#six of crows#kaz brekker fanfic#kaz brekker x fem!reader#kaz brekker x reader#grishaverse fic
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tgc brainrot,, new group video AND isaac video was very funny
i am on a roll
ok streamer!reader x all tgc members đ no grunk obviously but he will be mentioned
tgc x streamer!reader/ cc! reader â˝ÜŤâź
isaac âĄď¸
- playing minecraft on stream together đŤśđŤś
- american truck simulator oh lord
- he would slightly lean ur door open being like âru streaming :3?â
- in the old house they used to throw basketballs against the wall of tanners room whenever he was streaming
- so if isaac needed ur attention or u werent replying bcs u were streaming he would do something like that LOL
- would jus pop up in ur streams sometimes, like if ur in a vc by urself he would join and scare u
- if u were streaming and focused sometimes he may just come in ur room and shake u while screaming help
- feel like u would place ur hands on his face if he was too in frame
- bro wants to be faceless forever
- u would defo pop up in his streams like u would walk in ask him something and chat would just spam ur name
- would be in most of his videos
- like that one clip where nick is like âwhere is grunk when you need himâ
- im finding it hold on đ
makes me giggle sm
- but he would be like âwhere is y/n when u need themâ
âthey do NOT careâ
yumi ď¸ âĄď¸
- he would LOVEE having u in his streams
- csgo brainrot with him oh god
- he would be screaming at everyone else then be super calm and nice to u if u mess something up LOL
- beating horror games with him, ur there for moral support
- the other way round as well, if ur trying to beat the horror game hes there for support but also constantly trying to tell u what to do while focusing đ
- brainrot streams where u just watch daily dose of internet or funny tiktoks
- feel like hes not super into physical touch but if ur getting up from ur seat or something he has a hand on your back or waist to make sure you dont lose balance or stuff
- defo sweet tho like
âok im going to sleep nowâ
âokayy goodnight love youâ
- chat is screaming
- chat constantly asking you both to do a cute pose or smthn for an edit
- ok this is with all tgc boys but if ur public with ur relationship there are SO many edits
nick âĄď¸
- ugh nick my love
- lets say hypothetically u live in bento house (sorry thats the only way i refer it as LOL) and u both have separate setups and he is ALWAYS needing help with something
- that one time he had ZERO mods in his chat and had to have chat to help him
- silly bf
- if ur streaming and he comes home from like tgc house he always comes in the room and says hello
- he is always doing something stupid in the background or just being embarrassing
- that one clip in ltlvc3 where larry was standing in yumis doorway, that is him LOL
- feel like he would jus appear and everyone spamming his name in ur chat
- being in his vlogs omg
- defo has at least a few (so many) vlogs of him spoiling u
- ok but if u were moving to austin he would vlog it all like he did with helping yumi move in
- those cute little âmeeting my long distance bfâ videos and u run up and hug eachother is u and nick :33
- if u were both open abt the relationship and were just in public people would want pictures with both of u,, not just either of u by urself
- his music is always on ur stream playlist
- and if u mention it hes like âomg heheheâ
- always going places like twitchcon w him
- bento is always on stream,, its not an option for him to not have a couple minutes of fame
- i saw someone do this with sapnap so creds to them but like,, imagine there was an edit on ur stream of a celebrity or someone and u weâre giggling and blushing then nick just calls u being like
âu have a boyfriend you know?â
big t âĄď¸
- omfg roblox streams with him and larry
- there would be a cute compilation of you two on the vajeesh channel
is that his channel or no???
- in new isaac video he did the intro pretending to sound like isaac, he would get u to do that or the other way round LOL
- ive said this so many times b4 but if u lived separately from tgc house he would pull up to urs and just pretend ur streaming setup was his LOL
- if ur streaming he always comes and says hello
- imagine u were like a family friendly cc,, he would say the most outta pocket things and u would be lecturing him
- same w yumi omfg
- definitely puts some of ur fav songs on his stream playlist, and u do the same!!
- feel like he picks up little things u do in ur videos/streams
- like if u welcome saying like haii guys he does the same
- if hes streaming and u come into his room he forces u to have screentime bcs u deserve it đŤśđŤś
- like nick he is always doing the most embarrassing stuff ever
âtanner its not that i dont wanna see you do a backflip, but last time you broke my entire desk.â
- hell naw
- defo always brings u a drink or food if ur hungry
also isaac defo does that. malewife
- if u got matching clothes ur both showing it off on stream
- matching wolf shirts HELP
larry âĄď¸
- ROBLOXX STREAM
- if ur not in the stream or streaming u are sat on his bed with him occasionally telling u to say hello leaning his camera towards u
- god u have to put up with the most random shit ever
STUFF LIKE THIS
- also kendrick and drake being in that title did not age well
- if ur streaming he always asks to request a song đđ
- if ur ever doing a pretty chill stream he always makes it a bit more chaotic oh my god
- like youll be playing minecraft peacefully and talking to chat then larry comes in blasting music
- silly pictures of you two EVERYWHERE
- worlds most loved couple đŤśđŤś
IM SORRY LARRYS IS SO SJORT I CANT THINK OF ANY i got lazy đ˘đ˘
i hope these r cool đ
#the group chat#the group x reader#tgc x reader#isaacwhy#isaacwhy x reader#softwilly x you#softwilly x reader#softwilly#larry croft#larry croft x reader#yumi x you#yumi x reader#yumi#bigt#bigt x reader
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Little White Lies (m)
Pairings: Satoru Gojo x Reader
Genre: Smut, basically pwp, kind of fluff for a bit
Word count: 5k~
Summary: Satoru gets too excited at the thought of being your husband.
Follow me on twitter: marmitasatosugu <3 I´ll proofread this some other day
You thanked God every day that Satoru had the attention span of a 2-year-old considering that you often got away with stuff solely because he was walking around pointing at random clouds or rambling about what movie to watch later. Shoko joked once that you should just leash him after he rushed excitedly to feed some pigeons on the street, but you just laughed it off â you loved the way he was, fully and completely.
Now to quote an example: after a few years of dating, sometimes you found yourself telling a little white lie around, simply because it was so much easier to just call Satoru your husband rather than your boyfriend, especially since it made people take you so much more seriously. It started small, workers had been referring to the man as your spouse for so long that at some point, you just stopped correcting them. It was great, it was practical; people would treat you with more respect and you would have fun inside your little fantasy world.
âMy husband will pay for it, the one with the white hair over there.â
âGood afternoon, I´m looking for a gift for my husband.â
âMy husband will pick it up later, thank you.â
âPut it on my husband´s tab, please.â
Satoru never caught on to it and you´d much rather that he never did â but once again, the probabilities of it happening were low: if you weren´t holding his hand, he was probably far from you, exploring the big world around him and all its wonders. But oh well, your luck couldn´t last forever.
âGood afternoon, Ms. Y/N,â The receptionist with the Hawaiian shirt smiled once you and Satoru walked inside the resort hand-in-hand. âThis must be your husband, welcome to Crystal Waves, Mr. Gojo. Congratulations on the wedding!â
Frozen in place for a second, you couldn´t for the life of you look at your boyfriend. It´s not that you were ashamed, it was a silly little thing that you knew Satoru wouldn´t mind or judge you for, it´s just that⌠He would tease you so much, you´d never hear the end of it.
You had forgotten all about how when making the reservations, after a long conversation with the lady on the phone, somehow you ended up with free upgrades because apparently it was your honeymoon â Technically, all you said was that the reservation was for you and your husband, she was the one who, probably trying to be nice, commented that she was surprised because you sounded so young, therefore asking if you were newlyweds, so naturally you agreed because the little lie you told was now too far along to take back.
That was almost two months ago, of course you´d forgotten about it. If you hadn´t, you could have just filled Satoru in on the little story, he would love to play pretend, and this was right up his alley. But you didn´t, so before he could say anything, you swallowed down the embarrassment and pretended normality, âGood afternoon, Martha. Yes, this is he.â
You still didn´t look at Satoru, but you heard him thanking her amusedly.
âWe´re so glad to have you here,â She smiled as another worker brought you welcome orange cocktails with a beautiful pink flower decorating the glass before guiding you towards the front desk for check-in.
âDid you have a chance to look at all the activities we offer?â Martha asked after you finished signing the paperwork. âFor some of the schedules, we ask for the reservations to be made in advance.â
âYes, that´s understandable. I´m interested in the SPA treatments; we can book it for tomorrow if you have any spots available.â
âYes, of course. Are we going for the complete package, back massage, facial, scalp treatment, hot stones, body rubâŚ?â
âI think the back ma-â
âComplete package,â Satoru interrupted, tightening the hold on your hand.
âOk, perfect. 9 AM, 2 PM or 5PM?â Martha asked, clicking away on the computer, smiling up at Satoru for his romantic gesture.
â9 sound goods.â
âAny other plans?â
You waited for Satoru to answer, since he was the one who spent days rambling about some of the stuff he wanted to do, but since he stayed silent, you cleaned your throat and took it upon yourself, âThe parasailing one, what days do you have it available?â
âWill it be just your husband or you´ll be going as well?â
âBoth of us.â
âLooks like we have an opening two days from now at 3 PM, does that sound good?â
âPerfect, and what about the White Stones Trail?â
âIt happens every Monday at 8 AM, should I book it for the two of you?â
âOh God no, just for my husband, please.â
You didn´t even notice you got carried away in the role until Satoru dropped your hand, snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you slightly closed, his thumb rubbing the skin on your side. You still refused to look at him.
âBooked. Anything else?â
âWe´d like to go scuba diving on Tuesday.â
âWe have a boat leaving at 10 AM.â
âSounds good. I guess that´s all for now.â
âAll set then, these are the keys to your room. The elevator is at the end of the hall to your left, press 10. Your bags are already waiting for you inside. Hope you have an incredible stay and please find me if you need anything.â
You both thanked Martha before you spun in your heels and tried to make a run for it, your escape plan being quickly ruined by Satoru´s hand finding yours once again, holding you close. Taking a deep breath, you accepted defeat and prepared yourself mentally for the next days of hell.
âSoâŚâ Satoru started once you were out of earshot from the main desk. You didn´t look at him but you could tell just by the tone of his voice that he was smiling as you walked down the hall.
âDon´t start,â You warned.
âToo late. Husband, huh?â
âListen, don´t get your panties in a twist-â
âOh, I´m absolutely getting my panties in a twist.â
âThere´s a logical explanation for all of this,â You informed as he pressed the elevator button.
âWhich is?â
âI don´t want to talk about it.â
âBut you will.â
You sighed, âWhen I made the reservations, I told them it was our honeymoon so we´d get upgraded and get like, some free stuff.â
The elevator doors dinged open and you walked in, not even being able to appreciate the paradisiacal panoramic beach view inside. Satoru dropped your hand now that you had nowhere to run, leaning against the glass window and crossing his arms to look at you attentively â At least that´s what you guessed since your eyes were glued to the ceiling.
âY/N, I´m rich,â He stated as a matter of fact, because well, it was true. âYou don´t need to lie to get stuff.â
Shit.
He caught you on your semi-lie - and he knew it too by the way there was a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
You shouldn´t have looked at him.
âFuck, ok,â You rolled your eyes, annoyed that he wouldn´t just accept your answer and move on. Taking another deep breath, you carefully measured your words: âSometimes, for practical reasons, I just tell people we´re married.â
âFor practical reasons?â
âYes, it makes my life easier in certain situations.â
âAnd how long have you been doing this for?â
Would this damn elevator never reach your floor?
âA few months.â
âAnd what are you telling people I am?â
âAre you stupid? If we´re married, you´re my husband.â
âWhich makes you, my wife.â
The doors finally opened and Satoru reached for your hand, practically dragging you along with his abnormally long legs as you stared at his back.
âYes Satoru, that´s the correct term.â
âSo, you're telling people that you´re my wife?â
You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, struggling to keep up with his pace and confused at his reaction. You expected insufferable teasing for the next few days and not⌠Whatever this was.
âYes Sato â Are you ok? Did you hit your head or something?â
âNo,â He finally stopped in front of your room, turning around to look at you with a huge smile on his face as you caught your breath. âI´m just so hard right now.â
âYou- You´re what now?â You choked out as he searched his pockets for the magnetic card that opened the door. Your eyes automatically trailed down his pants and he was indeed not lying about his current state. âDo you have a thing for elevators?â
Satoru celebrated when he found the key, positioning it against the lock and smiling when he heard the engines turning, eyes back on you as he opened the door eagerly, âNo, but I do have a thing for you calling me your husband.â
He didn´t wait for an answer, pulling you into the room and practically banging the door closed before pressing you against it. Satoru ripped his black glasses off, throwing them somewhere on the floor before bending down to your height so your faces were only inches apart.
âSay it again.â
âSatoru, let´s look around the room first, enjoy the view -â
âThat can wait, I´d rather enjoy this view for now.â
â´Twas expensive,â You tried again.
âI´d spend all my money on you. Now say it again.â
âWhat?â
âCall me your husband.â
You were still so confused, was this a trap? For some reason, Satoru seemed to be enjoying it, a bit too much even. You let your walls crumble down slightly, wrapping your arms around Satoru´s neck so you´d be more comfortable.
âMy husband?â You tentatively obeyed.
He instantly groaned, crashing his lips against yours with so much need that you felt like this was your first time all over again. He started by holding your face, his hands so big that he could hold your jaw with his palms while his fingers dug at the roots of your hair on your nape. He just held you like you were absolutely everything in the world to him and that got your legs weak. His tongue massaged yours and you were whining against his mouth in no time, hands clawing at his black shirt harsher every time he grinded against you. Satoru was equally as worked up, his chest heaving up and down as his hands left your face to grab at the back of your thighs, pulling you up so you could wrap your legs around his hips.
It was so much easier kissing him like this, since you were actually able to reach him. Unfortunately though, this new position got your boyfriend´s throbbing cock right against your core which you know, did nothing to calm you down. You grabbed at his hair in pure need, making a mess out of it as he left your swollen and wet lips alone to attack your neck.
âYou´re so beautiful,â He groaned against your neck after he sucked at your jugular, his hips subconsciously bucking against yours. âCan´t believe you´re mine.â
âSatoru,â You moaned as he bit into the junction of your shoulder and neck.
His lips caught yours once again in another messy and aggressive kiss, his right hand leaving your thigh to start bunching up the bottom of your dress until he could see your panties.
âI could just take you right now,â He groaned against your lips.
âThen do it.â
The corner of his lips tugged up in amusement, âNow that´s no way to treat my wife, is it?â
His own words seemed to light another fire inside him, before you could even react, he was kissing you roughly once again, spinning the two of you around and carrying you towards the bed, where he threw you unceremoniously. You yelped at the impact and once more when he grabbed at your calves, pulling you to the edge of the bed. You supported yourself up on your elbows, so you could see when he went down to his knees in between your legs.
He stayed there on the floor for a few seconds, simply admiring the wet spot on your panties, your legs folded up so they wouldn´t be dangling from the edge of the bed. As you were about to complain, he pressed his thumb right on your clit over the fabric, before slowly rubbing circles with the pad of his finger, staring at what he was doing like he was hypnotized. A gasp left your lips at the surprise feeling and his eyes, which were so focused, snapped out of the trance to look up at you.
As your eyes met, he smiled, âMy wife.â
âWhat´s up with you?â You shakily asked as he gently slid your panties down your legs, throwing them away somewhere.
âI just like the sound of it,â Satoru answered as he grabbed at your thighs once again, positioning them on his shoulders, placing a wet kiss on your inner tight.
Your head fell back in pleasure when he bent down, slowly licking your slit from bottom to top before giving your clit a light suck. He then pulled away slightly and you could already see his lips glistening, his arms wrapped around your tights firmly.
âTell me you´ll marry me.â
You raised an eyebrow at him, not familiar with this type of foreplay and not sure if this was the right setting for this type of discussion. In response to your silence, he dove back in, his tongue eagerly working on your clit â Why did your boyfriend, besides being rich and extremely hot, also have to be good at just fucking everything?
As soon as you left a moan out and he felt your body start twitching at his ministrations, he leaned back once again, âTell me.â
He looked at you so hungrily that you heard yourself answering before even realizing, âI´ll marry you, Satoru.â
âAnd that we will have a big, beautiful family.â
And suddenly, it all made sense: Gojo Satoru, the single most powerful sorcerer in the whole world, unraveled at the thought of marrying you, of you being his, of being loved and having a happy family. Your chest filled with so much love suddenly; your boyfriend was such a loser.
âI´ll give you all that,â You agreed.
Even if it was a fantasy, for this moment it didn´t have to be.
You gave him the answer he wanted, and he excitedly went back to his job after hearing your words. His tongue expertly lapping at you in between kisses and sucks, one of your hands flying to grab at his hair to try and ground yourself. Even after years with this man, you´d never be able to get used to just how good he was at fucking you - and today especially, after a long time of not being touched because either you or him were always away for work, you were feeling extra sensitive.
Satoru knew exactly what to do to get you squirming in record time, flatting his tongue to draw circles against your clit, flicking his tongue from side to side, up and down, fucking it into you and it just drove you absolutely crazy. Even his groans of pleasure as he ate you out with so much hunger, vibrating against you, got your head spinning.
âI´m close,â You moaned, as if he didn´t already know.
âNot yet, hang in there,â He stopped, breathing hard and turning his head to the side, vehemently kissing the inner part of your thigh twice more before sitting up on his knees. âI´m having fun.â
He completely ignored your whines of protest, sitting you up so his face was now right in front of your boobs. Satoru smiled in victory at the view, softly sliding the two straps of your dress down your shoulder until all the fabric fell to your waist. Your boyfriend wasted no time, kissing all over the skin of your chest and leaving what soon would be many deep purple marks, his thumb teasing your nipples.
âHave I told you how much I love your boobs?â
âA few times,â You joked in between gasps, you both knew he would tell you that like, at least once a day.
âIf I could just hold them all day I´d be the happiest man on earth,â Was the last thing he said before his mouth latched around your nipple, your back arching into the touch.
Once Satoru was satisfied with his work, he gently pushed you back into bed and climbed on top of you, supporting his weight on his two arms. At this point, you were just praying that he would fuck you already, you were dripping, walls clenching around nothing so desperately it hurt â and your boyfriend wasn´t much better, in this position you could feel very clearly how much his cock was throbbing.
You whined in need as he stared at you with his pretty blue eyes and laughed at your desperation â as if you couldn´t see he was about to cum in his pants too.
âWhat does my baby want?â He smirked condescendingly, amused at your need.
âTo be fucked,â You groaned.
âAh, anything for my wife,â He agreed, now only supporting his weight on his left arm as he snaked his other hand in between your bodies. âJust let me open you up first.â
You would complain you didn´t need to be prepped, but before you could say anything, his middle finger was already inside you and you forgot what you were going to say. He gently and languidly pumped his finger in and out a few times, adding another when he considered you were good to go.
You were a whiny mess, especially when he curled his fingers and found spots no one ever could before.
âWill you take my family name?â Satoru asked suddenly, his face right in front of yours, attentively watching your expression, his hair tickling your forehead. You were too out of it to even process the words coming out of his mouth. âYou know the Gojo Clan is one of the most important and powerful clans in the country. It would sound nice, Gojo Y/N.â
He smiled kind of sadistically at your dazed expression before continuing, his fingers not stopping even once, âOr I could take your last name, I don´t mind. Who gives a fuck about the Gojo Clan anyways? I just suggested it ´cause I´d love everyone to know you´re mine.â
Satoru sped up his fingers and you grabbed his arm, your whole body shaking as your high approached, âBut if you accept, you´ll be the heiress of everything, everything will be yours, including me. You can do anything you want, order whoever you want, and spend whatever you want, I´ll let you rule over it all, one snap of your fingers and it´s yours. My wife, the head of the Gojo clan.â
A dragged-out moan left your lips not only because of his restless fingers inside of you, but also because of the whole scenario he was painting, he wanted you to have it all, he wanted to be the one to give you everything. He felt the way your walls were squeezing around him and smiled, slowing down his fingers, âBut for now, I´ll be a good husband and fuck my beautiful wife until she´s crying.â
At that, your eyes lit up, quickly sitting up to unbutton his shirt as he unzipped his pants. Once he was done with his trousers, he started helping you with the buttons and you abandoned your task, deciding to litter the already exposed parts of his chest and abdomen with kisses, an âI love youâ leaving your mouth in between each touch of your lips on his skin â Because you did, you loved him so much.
The show of affection drove Satoru crazy, harshly throwing his shirt away. You were equally insane at the sight of your boyfriend in just his boxers, practically salivating as if this wasn´t the thousandth time you´d seen him like this. He caught you looking at him in pure awe and smiled, leaning over you for a quick sweet kiss before getting rid of his boxers.
âI´ll get you a ring so big it´ll weigh on your finger,â He informed as he climbed on top of you. âEveryone will be able to spot it from miles away.â
âDon´t want it, just want you.â
âYou already have me,â He held your face, his eyes so intense you froze for a second. âAlways had, always will.â
âWhat a simp,â You teased as if you weren´t right about to cry.
âOnly for my wife,â He smiled, admiring your face.
âAnd now will my husband finally please fuck me?â
You said it kind of jokingly, but the title appeared to do the trick anyways; you felt his cock twitching against your thigh before he grabbed at one of your legs, pushing your knee slightly up and groaning as he grabbed his member to position it against you.
After all this lovey-dovey talk, you kind of expected Satoru to want to make slow gentle sappy love to you, and you wouldn´t exactly mind since that was amazing as well, but oh you were so wrong. You had miscalculated how horny the thought of being your husband got your boyfriend, because as he entered you, a loud groan left his lips and while normally he would wait for you to adjust to his size, this time he just kept going. At least he was slow with it, slow enough that you could feel every vein, every inch of his skin against your walls, every ridge, every bump.
You dug your nails into his back to distract yourself from the discomfort as he bottomed out, his lips open in a silent moan, and you caught yourself thinking about how lucky you were; out of everyone in the world, you were the only one who got to see the Honored one like this, so vulnerable and beautiful and yours.
âYou feel so good,â He breathed out, beginning to drag his cock out. âEvery fucking time.â
You didn´t care if it hurt, you wanted him to destroy you, âSatoru?â
âYes, beautiful?â
As he started fucking into you again, you lost your words, but the pleading look you gave him and the drag of your nails down his back sent him the message loud and clear.
âOh,â He smirked. âHow am I so lucky?â
You felt his lips on yours as he began to speed up his hips, his right hand wrapping around your thigh so he could pull you flush against his cock. You cursed, feeling like you were being impaled, âFuck.â
âTo have a beautiful sweet loving wife who wants to be fucked like a slut.â
His hips were so smooth yet so fast, knowing all the right angles to get you biting at his shoulder and squeezing your walls around him.
âAnd you know what´s the best? All these men wanting you will have to know you´re only mine.â
It came as a surprise to you after a few months of dating that Satoru Gojo was a jealous boyfriend. It made absolutely no sense to you, considering that he was⌠well, Satoru Gojo. Like, what do you mean the strongest and most powerful man in the world, who could end all civilization with a flick of his finger if he wanted to, got bothered when you and Nanami took a cooking class together?
However, you kind of liked his possessiveness over you, especially when it made him thrust harder into you, got his tongue in your mouth in public, or his hand around your neck at a bar.
He felt the way you clenched at his words, breaking apart from you with a groan and flipping you around before you could even process what was happening. The way he could just throw you around so easily got you moaning into the sheets as you arched your back waiting for him.
Satoru didn´t leave you waiting for long, a second later he was already bottoming out inside you once again, and the hotel sheets were proven to be good quality when they didn´t rip under your fingers as he fucked you like his life depended on it.
You were completely lost, brain scrambled as you communicated through moans and gasps, especially when he pulled you up by the neck so your back stood against his chest. His hand stayed there, holding you in place and choking you as his other hand teasingly found its way down your abdomen, finding your clit as its destination.
Your whole body was shaking, Satoru´s arms were probably almost bleeding with how harshly your nails dug into it so you wouldn´t scream.
âYou were made for me. Your pussy was made for me,â His moan was raspy against your ear. âMine. Only for me. Your husband.â
Satoru was close and you were doing your best to buck your hips back to meet his thrusts, already at the edge too with the way his finger kept rubbing number eights against your clit. You stretched your hand back to grab at his hair, stupid at the feeling of being fucked open. He groaned at you pulling his hair, biting your shoulder to warn you he was about to cum.
âInside,â You rasped.
He literally shivered at your words, a loud moan leaving his mouth as he thrust into you deeper than anyone had ever been before, including himself. Your vision went blank, your orgasm hitting you without warning and no time for you to prepare yourself, your body twitched violently as gasps left your lips, knowing you would have fallen like a doll if Satoru hadn´t been holding your neck.
âOh, fuck. Fuck,â He cursed, losing control at the way your walls were crazily clenching around him.
His wet and warm mouth was soon on your shoulders, desperately kissing the bite marks he was leaving. You barely felt as he came inside you, or how his cock twitched against your walls, or how you could barely breathe with how tight he held your neck once his orgasm hit, too lost in your own pleasure. You did hear the beautiful noises coming out from his lips, prolonging your orgasm.
Once the two of you came back to reality, breathing hard, Satoru gently let go of your neck, softly rubbing his thumb over the red marks. As expected, your legs failed to hold you and your chest met the bed a second later, your eyes closed to try and come down from your high.
Satoru stayed on his knees, eyes glued to the way you were dripping out because of your walls´ spasms. He just couldn´t help himself, gathering all his cum that spilled with his fingers, ignoring your whines of protest, and pushing it all back in.
âJust a second baby,â He answered dazedly, his fingers still working.
He was obsessed, addicted to the view. No matter how much your body twitched because of the overstimulation, he couldn´t stop pumping his fingers into you, feeling how wet and slick you were around him. He groaned at the way your lips were swollen because of him, thumb gently rubbing your clit. He continued until your whines turned into moans, until your hips stopped trying to run away and instead bucked back against his fingers, until he felt himself getting hard again.
You didn´t complain when you felt his cock entering you once again, his lips worshiping your back as your eyes remained closed, slightly arching your hips to give him better access as he slowly and gently fucked you. Satoru caressed your hair and kissed your temples, your nape, your eyes, all while calling you beautiful and telling you how much he loved you.
âŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚâŚ.
âGojo Satoru.â
Sensing your tone, he didn´t answer in pure fear.
The silence made you leave the bathroom, staring at your boyfriend who was in bed looking at you with wide eyes, âWhat´s wrong, baby?â
âWe´re at a beach resort,â You said in between gritted teeth. âHow the fuck am I supposed to go to the beach when it looks like I have been mauled by a bear after being dragged around town by a car?â
âI´m sorry, I got carried away.â
âOh my god, call Martha and cancel the SPA day tomorrow.â
âI can give you a massage-â
âYou´re never touching me again, Satoru.â
He smirked at that, âYeah, give me a few hours and we´ll see.â
You hated that he was right.
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Sabor A Chocolate
eddie brock x younger fem!reader
summary: your boyfriend eddie and his symbiote pal just make sure you know how loved you are.
warnings: sfw (there's always a first), tooth rotting fluff, my attempt at comedy (less funnier than friends), age gap (blog's brand ofc), chubby!reader, she's very insecure but actually deserves the worldđ, angst, hurt/comfort, discussions of body image (neg), venom/eddie giving her the love she deserves!!!! kinda took some inspo on elefante's song by the same name of the title, set before venom 2 (not important actually)
word count: 2,580 words
side note: so i watched again venom 3 now that it's available on stream and i'm full of grief for my black little people eater alienđ anywayyyy this is a based on this request; i hope u enjoy it my lil' frien :) ALSO tysm for leaving ur message!!!!!!!!!
It was Mrs. Chen's fault, really.
It all started with a late trip to the convinience store, which happened to be owned by one of your mother's closest friends.
Final's week was approaching, and with all the academic pressure, you tend to study until late hours, which means snack time can also end up happening in the middle of the night. Which is the reason why you're scouring through the store at 10pm, your hand occupied with some chocolates and chips to endure the rest of the study session you've got ahead.
The door makes its silly sound, announcing a new customer.
"Hey Eddie!" you hear Mrs. Chen's voice. You hide behind one of the shelves, ashamed of your aspect: one thing is a close elderly friend seeing you like this, another is a total stranger watching your final's week look: consisting of a long over-sized shirt with a washed up Welcome To San Francisco! on the front, some pajama shorts that ride up your thighs, a ponytail-bun hybrid and bare face.
"Hello, Mrs. Chen" the gravely voice returns. Oh, it's a guy: a guy with a very nice tone. You wonder if the face matches the voice, "looking good"
If possible, you get more embarrased than before. You don't usually have that much game, but if you were to get a chance, it definetely won't happen with you looking like this. You desperately want to get out, but leaving the food behind is a huge no. Also, getting out through the door without the man noticing is quite literally imposible.
She snickers, "I always look good!"
You decide to stay put until he leaves, hiding next to the chocolate shelf.
"What are you getting tonight, Eddie?" the elder woman makes a pause, "let me guess..."
You hear foot-steps against the floor, the sound growing stronger and closer. You pray to anyone out there who can hear you to stop what you think's going to happen.
"You already know what it is, Mrs. Chen" a beat, "chocolates!"
He screams first. You then scream, and then Mrs. Chen shuts you two idiots up.
"Stop shouting in my store! You'll scare possible customers"
"I'm sorry" Eddie says, then turns to you again and repeats his apology, "I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry too" you laugh, ashamed. "I didn't mean to scare you"
Now, Eddie takes in your figure better. Yes, your aspect is very poor, but it doesn't erase your beauty. He can understand: thanks to Venom, he's been sweaty and bad-looking before.
"Is everything okay?" you ask, growing a bit self conscious with the staring. It's definitely happened before, and not for good reasons.
"Yes!" he answers hastily, then coughs, rosy cheeks on display. "I'm Eddie, by the way"
"Glad we cleared that up" you chirp, almost breathing with relief on the spot, "I'm y/n!"
"Pretty name" he whistles, "pleased to see the name matches the face"
"Oh" you blush furiously. Is he being for real? This absolutely gorgeous strong older man? It's like a dream come true; maybe it is. No way a man, a good looking one on top of that, notices you, especially now that you're looking the worst possible ever.
"Are you buying or what?" Mrs. Chen pops up from behind you both. "Flirt later, after you buy. Outside"
"Geez, Mrs. Chen. I thought you were my friend" he feigs sadness, a hand over his chest. "You sure know how to kill a guy's game"
You giggle, and Mrs. Chen looks at you, then at Eddie and smiles. Ah, you know that look. God, this is about to turn very embarrassing.
"Not with y/n" she elbows your side, not so discreet. "My girl here is difficult to scare"
You turn red again. "Don't know what that says about me" then you lean closer to Eddie, whispering. He gets a whiff of the strawberry splash you put on yourself (you may look bad, but smell bad? never). "Mrs. Chen's friends with my mom, please don't listen to anything she says"
"Well, thank you, Mrs. Chen" he then looks at you and winks. He mouths an I'll help you, and you find yourself blushing for the 100th time. "Help me check this out, won't you?" he shows some chocolates. She leaves with Eddie, saying something like For your friend, right? but you're too busy thinking about how that could've gone in a more embarrassing way. The downside? She totally noticed the exchange; after the wink and asking your name part, you're positive it isn't one-sided.
"Hey, um. Y/n, right?" you nod too vigorous, like a fool. Just a name exchange and you're already this down bad? You need to stop. "Do you need help with that?" he points out the snacks that, at this point, you've already forgotten about.
"Oh! I can carry it myself" you dismiss.
"No, not that kind of help. I can see you're doing a pretty good job yourself" he gets closer, and your skin gets goosebumps at the closeness, even feeling his breathe on you. He's making you nervous just like that. "I'll pay for it"
Low husky voice whispering to you? Close proximity? And paying for your snacks at the very first meet? Is this some sort of trick or a straight out of a rom-com scenario?
You tend to more skeptical, but this guy is definitely working on you.
"C'mon. Don't leave me hanging in here, doll" he encourages, seeing your lack of motion. You blush (again) at the compliment. "Rough night?"
"Just finals" you answer while giving him your two snacks.
"Are you in college?" you nod. Then, you both walk to the entrance, where Mrs. Chen gives you with a look you try to ignore. She checks out your snacks and his chocolates. You wonder if he likes the same as yours, and why he's got so many of them. "Wow, what are you studying?"
"Journalism!" you answer a bit too excited, but God, don't you love your degree. "The reason I'm studying journalism is because I love to write. Through it, I would love to help others without a voice, you know?
"Wanna know something funny? I'm what you'd call a journalist as well"
"What?!" you shout a bit too loud, perhaps because of ease or perhaps of laugh at the timing of it all.
"Yeah! Are you from San Francisco?" he asks.
"No" you answer, confused as to where it leads. "Moved in for college"
"That explains it" he grabs the items he's just payed for, handing them back to you. "You know, I'm sort of famous around here. Ever heard of Cletus Cassidy?"
"Cactus what-?"
"Oh, Eddie" she laughs, mockingly. "Y/n here is as pretty and young as she looks. Of course she doesn't know who you are!" she snickers.
"Nevermind" he says ashamed. "Jesus, you sound more like a hater than a friend"
"It's all right!" you chime in, nervously. You're afraid you've fucked it up. "I can investigate you- oh, that sounded bad. Investigate your career, um. You know what I mean! It's kind of what I do, after all. Part, at least, of what I do"
"It's alright, doll" you could get used to this. A gravely rich voice calling you such. "No need to be nervous"
He looks thoughtful for a moment, and you start to fear your yapping or in general, the strange appeal or whatever magical reason he was interested in you, has vanished. As soon as he gets out of the store with you, fear creeps in. Is it all over? Was this a brief glimpse of what dating life is like? A chance you'll probably never get again. But then, he says:
"Can I have your number?"
"Sure!" you sound kind of glad about it, "do I put it in your phone?"
Eddie hands it to you, smiling when he sees what you've saved yourself as:
Y/n đťđŤ
"There you go" you say as you exit, and Mrs. Chen keeps looking through the glass. You hastily dismiss her, but you know she'll soon gush to your mother about it. "Thanks for everything"
"No problem" he winks. Oh, the nerve of this guys. "See you around, y/n. Good luck on those finals!"
You have to shut your demons for a while. Meet-cute-at-the-convenience-store guy seems to be truthful about it!
You'll just have to see how long it lasts.
Flash forward: it's lasted! Now Eddie is your boyfriend. Four months dating and you feel in heaven!
Yes, a bit of your demons have come out here and there, but Brock's been there to kiss away every single one of them. Venom too! Ah, yes: the alien symbiote that lives inside of your lover. Even he has taken to your liking! Being honest, meeting him did scare you at first; kind of a mind-blowing confession to make on your 1 month anniversary, but you soon learned surprises are a common thing if you're dating the so-called Lethal Protector. You both share chocolate filled afternoons when he takes over Eddie (he hates sharing yet let's his pal have some fun with you), watching a movie or two with his silly little comments on the background, sharing his alien-like knowledge with you (whatever that means).
So yeah, it's been a few months and you couldn't be happier!
Today, Eddie's supposed to pick you up from college. He has done so the last couple of weeks, and if you've seen people whispering behind your back, you've been smart to ignore it.
But today as you walk to your usual spot where Eddie picks you up, you hear the comments of two of your classmates (you recognize) from a class you take:
"They haven't broken up yet?" the other one laughs.
"She must've used some kind of dark magic, because there is no way that guy is with her"
"Yeah" the first one agrees, "y/n's weird just like that"
They aren't being discreet, and you start to believe they're choosing to do so, because next thing you know, they're talking about your body.
You begin growing self-conscious of your appearance: a sweater and a skirt, something Eddie loves seeing on you (he says it's easier to do stuff) but you can't help and start to feel insecure about the skin of your bare legs. You tense, tighlty grabbing the exposed flesh between your fingers, the tissue doughty under your hands. You hate yourself more often than you love, and it's harder to remember the positive side when you hear your thoughts loud in the mouth of other people.
The sound of a roaring engine cuts through the cloud of negative thoughts.
"Y/n!" you love it when he calls your name, enjoying every second of it. But now you just want to get out of here.
"Hey" you get closer to him, hoping on the bike. It's a big distance between you and the two classmates, but you still hear them say:
"It looks like a strong bike" pause. You feel sick, "I hope it won't break"
Eddie feels your arms cage him a little stronger than usual. "Hey, is everything okay?"
You hide your face against his back. "Please, let's go"
"You aren't going to say goodbye to your friends?" he looks back at the girls waving in your direction.
"Let's go!" you plead, rougher. He then realizes the girl are waving at him and not you, a flirty wink his way proving it.
Oh. He gets it now.
"Don't worry, doll" he caresses your hand. "I got you"
Then he speeds, not before making sure he leaves the girls who were harrasing you inside a cloud of smoke that makes them cough. Eddie looks back to see if you're laughing, but your face remains against his back, and he can feel his shirt start to damp.
Shit.
When you arrive at his apartment, your pace is fast, rushing through the stairs and entering his place first.
"Doll?" he calls out, but you don't answer. All he hears is small sobs, and his heart breaks. He finds you lying on his bed, your face hidden against his pillows. "Look at me, y/n"
"Y-you don't get it" you hiccup.
"I think I do" he purses his thick lips, "those girls were jealous of you"
"Jealous of me? Sure" you let out a dry laugh. "If anything, I'm jealous of them!"
He scoots closer, a hand resting on your back. "And why would you be jealous of two girls like that?"
"Because they're pretty" you confess, voice small. "Their bodies are perfect; doesn't matter if they're ugly on the inside. People mostly care about the outside"
"I see what's hapenning" he forces you to look at him, and your puffy red eyes make his chest pang. He needs you to know how beautiful you are, no matter how much you try to deny it. "You think you're ugly"
"Eddie!" you whisper-shout, alarmed.
"Hey! I never said that was my opinion" he says, tone defensive and arms raising up. "That is yours. A wrong one, by the way"
You scoff. "Yeah? why?"
You know Eddie loves you, but after today, you need to hear it.
"Because I don't like ugly people" you laugh in disbelief, "it's true! I love you because you're beautiful, in and out"
"Bullshit" you challenge, tears welling up again. You may start to see the light, but your demons come back to haunt you in whispered dark thoughts.
"You want me to list all the reasons I love you?"
You sniff. "Are there any? I mean, why are you with me, Eddie?"
No. He absolutely won't let you speak about yourself like that.
He grabs your face gently, wiping some tears. "I love you because you're the smartest, funniest, driven, most caring woman I've met, inside the hottest body of all times!" he squishes your side, and you laugh because of the ticklish sensations. "Haven't I shown you so? How much I worship it in bed? You've got to be kidding me! I wouldn't know what else to do or say to convince you of just how perfect you are!"
"Eddie..." you whimper his name out, lunging forward and enveloping him on a hug. He brushes you hair, softly.
"Listen, y/n. I understand your feelings, but it's unfair how bad you see and treat yourself. You are beautiful, no matter what anyone else says, and that's the point: beauty starts from within. It doesn't matter how many times I tell you so, because if you don't believe in yourself, it's all in vain"
"I'm sorry" you hug him tightly, "I wish I liked me more; to see me how you see me. Thanks for having patience"
"No need to thank me for anything" he assures, kissing your temple. "I don't get tired of telling you how much I like your eyes, a delicious invitation to taste you. Or your peachy skin, rosy and soft in all the perfect places. Or your chocolate heart: warm and sweet. You're bascially a ticket to heaven"
"Thanks" you whisper again, much more calm. "I love you, Eddie"
"Well, I love you too, doll"
"I love you too!" It's Venom, who appears next to Eddie. "You're the prettiest human girl I've ever met!"
"If it makes you feel better, I can eat those sluts" he offers softly, and you pet him while laughing, although Eddie rolls his eyes. The nerve of this guy.
"Seriously? Read the room budy!"
#dilfistquickwrites#eddie brock#eddie brock x reader#eddie brock x you#eddie brock fanart#eddie brock imagine#eddie brock fluff#eddie brock fanfic#venom#venom movie#venom symbiote#venom fluff#venom spoilers#venom 3#venom the last dance#marvel#marvel fluff#x chubby reader#x plus size reader
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merry christmas!!! (2024)
So, it's Christmas. Normally I never make this type of Christmas special, normally because every year I usually have no one in specific online to be grateful for, aside from my followers. But these past 5 months, my life has truly changed, and i finally have people I want to wish a genuine Merry Christmas to. So here is a gift for those wonderful people.
And thats not all, I'm not just gonna make a cute lil gift and not explain why I love these people!
APPRECIATION GO! đĽ
SMG8 // @strange0-0storm -- STORM!! I know we rarely interact, but everytime we do, it's an absolute treat. I love seeing your art, the stuff you make is so awesome and fun to look at, and talking about goofy shit is so much fun. I look up to you a lot and I want to interact with you a lot more. SMG8 was one of the first ever SMG4 OCs I've ever gotten myself familiar with, he's such a silly man and I want to punt him, I love your stuff sm, stay cool đĽ
Mango // @its-a-me-mango -- MANGO!! I've always been a massive fan of your art since I was first getting myself familiar with the SMG4 Tumblr community, because of your artstyle and the goofy jokes and silly stuff, but since joining the TSB discord server and interacting with you, I think you are even cooler. Our interactions are so incredibly goofy and I love every single time you appear on VCs. Our sense of humor almost feels like it clicks and everytime we make jokes I be cackling, to the point I sometimes get distracted from what I'm working on... but hey its okay because we're all silly here :3 i love your stuff sm man and i think ur an absolute vibe keep doing that forever and ever
N4 // @bluesbox -- BLUE!! It is so much fun interacting with you about theories and stuff!! And hearing you yap abt N4 lore is so fun and cool.... im INVESTED....... Yappin with you about goofy lil theory stuff is an absolute treat and i love interacting with you sm guh h,, we are the SCHEMERS......
TSB // @tiredsmashbros -- TOMM!! you...... YOU..... I WOULDNT BE FRIENDS WITH ANY OF THESE PEOPLE IF YOU DIDNT EXIST.... i look up to you like crazy and the fact that i can call you a friend is still batshit insane to me....interacting with you and joining your server has in fact changed my life for the better and i am not the same person i was before your 1k birthday party.... you are a huge inspiration to me and your lore is impeccable bUT DUDE I WANT ANSWERS, the TSB lore has me invested and i wanna know whats goin on im gonna..... GSHDJFNF IM GONNA GETTT Y /silly /pos dude your are so crazy awesome i love vibin with you n being silly all the time. qwah puh đĽ
Neo // @neo91502 -- NEO!! You were one of the first people i bonded with in the server, and for that i think you are incredibly awesome, i love your art and everything you draw they always look so super cool and awesome and wa h,, i love your stuff sm but man you gotta handle your addiction to tsmg4 and long haired smg4 its gonna be a problem if you cant get it under control /silly YOU ARE SO AWESOME AND FUN I LOVE YAPPING WITH YOU RAAAGH
Hexsy // @nxva-blogz -- NXVA!! sigh..... i GUESS i have to include you.... for the sake of the hexore...... /j /silly you are so crazy and interacting with you is sm fun ill be completely honest. The hexsy lore is so so neat and i love your art sm guh,, I love vibing with you and being silly you are such a goofy ahh individual and you bring a lot of joy hehehehe explodes y
And now, there were a few other people I really wanted to fit on the couch, but couldn't because I burnt tf out. So heres me showing appreciation to those people too!
@knightedmares -- MY TWIN!! KNIGHTMARE KNIGHTMARE KNIGHTMARE!! We have so much in common and we just be vibin everytime you show up. I love your oc Trick sm and i love vibing with you guh
@rmgkyle -- KYLE!!! you feed me everyday and i appreciate it very very much. You are so incredibly goofy and i love RMG from the bottom of my heart and you are so insane but i love that WEE
@mikchi8 -- mikchi you are a menace to the server and i am very scared of you,, but thats ok cuz you are very silly and i love vibin with you /pos
@kittykibbl -- Kitty i LOVE your various AUs a ton and you were one of the first people i interacted with online, from one of the first WOTWs, and i still love your stuff a ton and interacting with you is a lot of fun yippe
Merry Christmas everybody!!
- Lore, libbytwq
#my art#clip studio paint pro#digital art#smg4#original character#my ocs#smgl:e#smgloren#smgl:e x karen#smg4 ocs#smg4 oc#smg8#n4#smg4 oc: mango#tsb#hexsy#neo#smg4 karen#christmas 2024
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but, why? - NEW SERIES PART ONE. chris sturniolo x femreader!
based off of this request!
nick answered your facetime on the first ring, just as you had expected him too. you would have loved to have said you had not intend to keep your new dating life a secret from your three best friends, but you would be lying. you had never had a relationship that hadn't been critically picked apart by the three triplets. you know they did it in love, they were your best friends and none blood brothers, in a way, but this time you didn't want it. you were happy. you were being silly, you were having fun, you wanted things to flow.
you were going to tell them, you werenât even dating the guy yet but you felt good about him, but in your happy bubble you hadnât thought twice before posting your instagram story. nick had seen it within 3 minutes.
âhello baby girlâ he joked, a nickname he had for you.
"hello baby boy" you joked back, an automatic smile washing over your face. nick chuckled as you watched him prop a pillow behind his head as he got himself comfortable in his bed, you too shuffling your position on your couch.
"so, you hate your best friend. what else is there to know?" he said, and you immediately rolled your eyes.
"not like you to be dramatic, nicolas" you said. "i love you and thats why i didn't tell you straight away."
"that doesnt make sense" nick said, and you sighed.
"because you boys are insufferable anytime another man enters my life. and i didn't want to argue with any of you about it." you explained.
"because we love you, so much" nick answered back. "we only ever want you to be safe and happy."
you smiled now, knowing his words were true. "i know. i know."
nick was about to open his mouth to speak again, when you heard commotion coming from somewhere in his room. his head immediately whipped up to where you could tell from the layout of his room was his bedroom door, and you watched as his eyes widened. you were about to ask if he was okay when a voice behind the camera spoke.
"is that her right now?"
chris. your best friend chris. your overprotective, sometimes overbearing best friend chris. but equal amounts your most favourite person on the planet.
nick looked towards you now, and you let out a sigh as you nodded your head, before nick turned the phone towards him. chris was walking over to the bed already, and it took him two seconds to grab the phone out of nicks hand.
"who is he?"
"chris-"
"no, y/n. who is that?"
you sigh, there was never going to be any winning. you had no idea what it was with chris that made him like this, but ever since you were young he had acted like a feral over protective brother whenever you so much as bated an eye at anyone else. it had saved you many times from make decisions you would later regret, but there was the few times, like right now, where you felt it unnecessary.
"its someone i've been on a few dates with, chris. chill out."
he was staring at you so intensely through the phone, you could hear nick in the background telling him to sit down and calm down, but he was pacing nicks room like he had a stick up his ass.
"okay, so is he your boyfriend?"
you roll your eyes again. "no-"
"oh." chris said, and you don't know if you were imagining things, but you swear you saw a moment of relief wash over him. but you were telling the truth, you werenât dating him. but you could feel it going that way. it felt more than just casual. it felt nice. it felt exciting.
you had no time to say anything else before the phone was snatched out of chris' hands, and nick came into view again.
"so you're NOT actually dating him?" he almost squeaked.
"no. well,-" and then you stopped, because there was no use explaining over facetime, where you could already hear chris making remarks. you sighed before sitting up, grabbing your car keys from the coffee table in front of you and swinging them in front of your face. "i'll come over."
nick smiled, turning to chris. "she's coming over, dumbass, you can fucking chill out a second."
chris emerged behind nicks shoulder. "you can bring me a 7/11 slurpee on the way, for the stress."
you rolled your eyes, already walking over to your front door. "the fucking stress." you mocked. he was so dramatic, but you were already planning which route to go where you would pass by one for him.
you said goodbye, throwing your phone into your pocket as you left your house, knowing you were probably in for a long interrogation.
#sturniolo triplets#chris sturniolo x reader#matt sturniolo#nick sturniolo#chris sturniolo fluff#chris sturniolo#matt sturniolo x reader#chris sturniolo smut#chris sturniolo fanfic
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senses haywired â hokage itachi x f!reader
a/n: needing a bath in holy water but itâs been a while i wrote smut with my boy <3 last kinktober to be precise i think đ¤ but yeah~ itâs cute 𼰠also,,, i wrote it while iâm in a cab travelling so itâs not betaâd we die like shisui when it comes to allat :<
warnings: cunnilungus, prone!bone, overstimulation, slight-nipple!play<3 fluff and softness between hokage itachi and his wifey!!
you canât really give this feeling a proper name, itâs a mix of emotions. itâs mingling submission followed by tortorous brattiness. and itachi also loves this. you know the leafâs hokage has a lot of workload on his hands, but itâs not your problem that he also has a wife. a wife heâs married to since a year and a half. a wife heâs after ever since he was a silly boy. whenever he would have tough missions where he was unable to see you, six year old itachi would decently stop by your place & give your mom flowers with a soft blush on his face. âuhm~ auntie, these are for y/n.â
you always remembered him by your side, and now to have him as your husband feels surreal. itachi was not very comfortable with expressing his emotions but after so much time with you, he is pretty eager and expressing them with ease is second nature to him.
today itachiâs been missing you a little extra, itâs just something about you thatâs been enticing him since morning. when you prepared his coffee and kissed him goodbye for work~ itachiâs sharp gaze continued to linger closely, to observe you. âi miss you already.â he hums, a soft pout on his features when you chuckle. âthen come home soon.â
and he does, he does come home sooner than expected. the knock itself tells you that its him. you opened the door with a beaming grin, watching him softly. âwelcome home, hokage sama.â itachiâs hat is taken off instantly, next comes off his robes. you canât get enough of him, he canât get enough of you. his hands are desperate, not so skilled right now⌠touches sloppy and rough, like heâs starving and couldnât care less for the etiquettes.
youâre leaned against the wall instantly, legs wrapping around his waist as you gasp out, leaning your head back to give him more access to you. âsomeone missed me.â you snorted, gasping and chuckling when all he responds by is an affirmative growl. âvery much.â he croons later, the tip of his nose nuzzling against the supple & sensitive skin of your neck.
one thing about itachi is that he is a marker, he loves when his marks on your body are visible to him. something about the deep imbedded uchiha instincts and genes getting soothed with the fact that you are his, and you belong to him & him alone. his teeth gnaw at your neck, suckling softly at your collarbone until your skin breaks into a beautiful purple hue.
itachi knows every part of your body by heart, the way you smell, where do you have moles, what scars have you endured⌠everything. his fingers waste no time in ridding you off of your clothes, while yours also desperately seek his naked body, the skin to skin touches being paramount in this moment between you & him. âfuck, âtachi i love you so much.â you whine, continuing to kiss him & leaning back to catch your breath while he takes you to your shared bedroom.
âi love you more, i love you almost suffocatingly, my angel.â itachi croons, kissing you softly while his hands find their way across your supple tits, pinching and tugging at your sensitive nipples as he kisses down the valley of your breasts, along your pelvis, spreading your legs to gawk at your glistening cunt. his sharingan always comes out, no photographic memory would ever serve your beautiful pussy right. he has to do that everytime he sees her. âshe missed me.â he talks about your glistening hole. leaning in, inhaling your sweet scent and letting his tongue flatten across your needy clit.
the sensation shoots pleasure from your spine to the very soles of your feet. itachi is dedicated to see your face contort in extreme pleasure, eyes fixated on you while he feasts oh you, the tip of his tongue flicking your clit, rummaging through your insides & tongue fucking your needy slit. âmine.â he growls almost in a haze, pushing the hood of your sensitive bundle of nerves back and hacking your pleasure with sadistic intensity.
soon after youâre writhing beneath him, trying to squirm away but to no avail, itachiâs hand pressed on your pelvis to keep you still. âdonât move, angel.â he says rather sternly, however the affection is still lingering quite easy. you managed to nod meekly, brows furrowed as the pleasure rapidly builds and the knot on your pelvis tensing.
âgahâ please, itachi!â you mewl, squirming out. itachi knows when you are in desperate need of release. heâs done this more times than he can count. âgo ahead, little one. cum for me.â the words come out in sweet seduction, and your body has no choice but to obey. squirming and tipping off the edge while he continues to drink up your pleasure.
soon, it subsides into a dull ache, the intensity of which is increasing with every passing second. itachi canât stop. he doesnât want to stop. you just made a hungry lion taste blood. your pleas are heard but ignored, he knows you can take it. heâs done this before after all. your hands desperately tug at his hair as you try to push him away. âaghâ âtachi, sâ too much!â you moan, and he only locks your hands away against the mattress, intertwining his fingers against yours. he needs this.
once youâre bolted down back in bed, you know you have no choice but to give him what he wants. another mind melting orgasm, that is. your eyes close shut, lips swollen from how much your teeth gnaw at them. âoh shitââ you whine out, mewling like a little cat when his tongueâs assault only continues further.
the pad of his thumb pushing your clitâs hood up, the tip of his tongue roughly tickling at your swollen & sensitive clit. youâre screaming out when the second orgasm hits you, shaking violently like a dry leaf. itachi hums in approval, smirking at your cute and yet, a little pathetic state. kitten licking at your heat over and over until heâs taken every last drop out of you.
you pant heavily, the force of two orgasms is enough to wear you out, but you want itachi, you want to feel him against you. desperately, carnally⌠and when he turns you on your belly, you know whatâs coming nextâŚ
itachi has a pretty dick, when you say pretty⌠itâs not docile. itâs just pretty. just the way itachi is, pretty but dangerous. there are ridges and nerve endings across his shaft, the tip mushroom like but thick. heâs big, uncomfortably so, but youâre used to him.
itachiâs hands are quick to spread your ass cheeks, thrusting his member all the way in in prone, watching you whimper & squeal as he pierces himself to the hilt, ripping the bandaid off. âsssh~ you got it, you got it sweetheart. all the way in.â
his hips roll back and forth against you soon enough, while he torso leans in to pepper soft, sensual kisses. âso pretty i start to lose my senses. youâre lethal, my dear.â he hums, feeling your spongy walls clamp down at him desperately at every single touch. âso cute and adorable the way you cry.â yes⌠itachiâs cock makes you cry, in the best way possible. youâre reduced to a sniffling mess from it all. the pressure of the mattress on your belly enough to make it all the way intolerable.
âpleaseâ pleaseââ you are mindlessly babbling, eyes rolling back. itachi loves it when youâre fucked out like this. so cute⌠he thinks to himself. a carnal part of him wants you to be always cockdrunk and a little tipsy on pleasure he wondersâŚ
youâre clamping desperately by the time his pace increases, sound of soft pap pap paps echoing in your shared bedroom. âthatâs it, youâre like a mould. fitting me so well, made for me.â he croons, kissing your jaw.
his own thrusts are turning sloppier, balls tightening to empty his seed deep in your womb. âthatâs it, show me how much you need me darling.â he coaxes you gently, and the tone of his voice sends shivers down your spine. you are quick to tip off the edge, screaming softly as you feel itachiâs thrusts turning faster, more brutal, almost punishing before he empties his balls into you, coating your insides with warmth. âso- perfect.â he chokes onto his own voice a little, sighing and laying atop you, both of you a mess.
âi love you, my wife.â he reminds, kissing you softly and wiping off any stray tear from your face. âgoing to prepare a bath for us.â aftercare king immediately taking over the throne.
âmm~ i love you too, âtachiâŚâ
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y/n + her plants .
synopsis; just 3 little drabbles of y/n being the only extrovert and obsessed with plants.
trope; le sserafim x 6th member!reader, platonic , just silly poorly written stuff
wc; 2.0k
cw; none
a/n; im ngl this is just a self indulgent self insert of the author. i love female friendships! also i was half asleep writing this, but i really like the 2nd clip idk it makes me giggle a little :3 i had planned to write more, but i got tired soooo... also did not spellcheck at the end zzz please read my other works if u actually want decently written stuff
Clip 1:
It was your turn to turn in a vlog for the week, and you decided to utilize this time to do a room tour. You grin into the camera as you make your way to you and Yunjinâs shared bedroom, opening the door and showing the interior to the camera. It was a spacious room, with posters and photographs plastered all along the walls alongside other decor such as string lights, unique shaped mirrors, and endless figurines and trinkets lined on the shelves. One of the most prominent features of the room though was the amount of pure green all throughout. There were plants quite literally everywhere. On the windowsill, hanging off the ceiling, held up on the wall, on the floor, the tables, the shelves. It felt like just about any free space was touched by mother nature herself.
You grin sheepishly as you explain, âNot many people know thisâ well I guess now many people will know this, but I am a super big plant person!â
The camera slowly pans over all of the plants as well as some of Yunjinâs belongings, including her guitar, glasses, and some smiskiâs you two co-parent. âThankfully Yunjin doesnât mind me hogging up some space for my babies, and I pay her back in smiski figurines!!â Grabbing hold of a little green man on the table that was struggling to put on a sweater, you shove its face into the camera as you giggle, âI think this one's my favorite, me and Yunjin are still trying to come up with a name for him.â
You look around, trying to figure out which plant to showcase first before you catch sight of one particular plant you enjoy. âOh! I want to show you guys my favorite potâŚâ The camera pans to a comically large and rather beat up leather boot, which humbly held home to a mini monstera within its space.
âIt was a random shoe I found near a river during filming one time. Viney here seems to enjoy it,â You grin, accidentally letting it slip that you name every single one of your plants as well as touch random garbage you find outside before you showcase another âpot,â being a mug that had the words âLive Laugh Loveâ plastered boldly on the side as you snicker, âthis one just makes me laugh. Jen hates it, but I donât think she can recognize the beauty in irony.â
You let out a sigh as you make your way towards your bed, plopping down onto it as you speak. âYâknow, I personally believe Iâm a great candidate to collaborate on a show with Chuu, Tsuki, and Yuqi sunbaenim,â the ramble starts, completely derailing from the original topic of plants as you speak. Your tone is lighthearted and playful, but youâre being completely serious as you continue, âI want to do a bunch of random jobs and harass random people on the street!! Iâm perfectly capable of doing that! Iâd do that even if I wasnât getting paid!â
You start to laugh, realizing how ridiculous you started to sound, but you didnât care, you pressed the topic on. âIf I weren't an idol Iâd make a great farmer! Why havenât I gotten invited to be a farmer with Chuu sunbaenim??â An endless string of various other jobs as well as explanations behind why you would qualify for every one of them begins to spew out of your mouth. You were always a major talker, and quite literally had no filter nor shame when it came to what you had to say. More often than not, you were leading conversations at social events if Chaewon hadnât already beat you to itâ and having alone time with your own thoughts and a camera to record it all was a recipe for disaster.
At the end of your rant, you find yourself slightly winded before making direct eye contact with the camera, pointing your finger directly into it as you announce, âIf any TV company is out there watching this right now, this is my application to be a guest on one of your shows! Any job will do, Iâll do it! But just know Iâll leave you farmers in the dust if you put me out in the fields. Watch your back.â
As a last âthreatâ to broadcasters all around the world, you threateningly do a âIâm watching youâ gesture with your hand before placing your hand over the camera, ending the vlog.
Clip 2:
Eunchae spins around the dorm building, giving the viewers on the livestream a living room tour as she looks around, coming up with random things to showcase on the spot. So far, sheâs shown off the inside of the fridge, their oven, and underneath the couch. The young girlâs eyebrows furrow as she contemplates what to show fearnots next, her eyes landing on your precious arrangement of houseplants that you lovingly arranged in front of the balcony door. Eunchae clears her throat dramatically as she turns the camera towards your plants, squatting down next to them as she makes sure the audience can see both her and them within the frame.
âAs you guys can see here, we have y/nâs plants⌠She's COVERED the apartment full of them, Chaewon unnie has to scold her every time she brings one home.â She giggles into the camera before shaking her head, âIâm convinced she loves those things more than usâŚâ
Faint rustling could be heard within the background, and Eunchae turns her head, opening her mouth as if to call out to whoever was home, but she pauses.An imaginary light bulb goes off in her head as Eunchae gasps, looking straight into the camera as she grins mischievously. âI have an idea⌠Watch this!â She scrambles onto the floor, laying flat on her stomach on top of the floor tile as she props her phone up against the wall hidden behind a stool. The camera perfectly showcases the plants, the living room, and the curtains covering the screen door.
[ynniez] â oh no⌠[huhjin001] â this is going to be good [2ningz] - đĽ¸đĽ¸đĽ¸
The giggles can't seem to stop as Eunchae hops onto her feet and immediately dashes behind the curtains, pressing her finger up to her lips towards the camera in a âshhâŚ!â motion before she disappears.
âEunchae?â your voice rings out as you return to your living quarters, grocery bags in hand as the camera perfectly captures your entrance. You donât think much of the silence that follows as you place the bags down, making your way over to your plants with a grin.
âHello my lovelies~â You say to your plants, squatting down to examine them individually before grabbing hold of the watering can nearby. As you lift up the can, Eunchae suddenly bursts through the curtains, exclaiming âBOO!â as loud as possible, resulting in you screaming at a decibel twice as high.
Unfortunately for the maknae, she had failed to foresee the possibility of you watering your plants at this exact momentâ resulting in you blindly chucking 90% of the water inside the can towards the culprit in a panic. Eunchae stands there frozen, oversized sweatshirt and hair absolutely soaked with her mouth agape as she stares at you in complete shock.
âWhat THE FUâ EUNCHAE??â You yell out, watching the younger girl simply freeze in front of you like a wet cat. You switch to English for just one moment, simply saying, âGirlâŚâ as you clutch your hand over your heart, trying to steady the rapid beating.
Eunchaeâs shocked expression shifts into one of glee as her mouth still remains open, now smiling as her body rotates to where the phone hid, silently pointing in the general direction of the camera as she tries not to burst out into laughter on the spot.
You stare at her in complete confusion before following her finger, eyes finally landing on the livestream as your eyes widen, suddenly feeling very exposed in her own home. âNo way you just got all of that on cameraâŚâ
Eunchae finally allows the laughter to flow, as she suddenly spreads her arms out, inching her way towards you. âYou did this to me, unnie!!!â She roars, making attempts to trap you in a hug as you scream, running offscreen as the live abruptly ends.
Clip 3:
Youâre seen with your face comically close to the camera, a habit that soon became a signature of your livestreams as you watch the viewers and comments roll in. You glaze over them before flipping the camera around, showing Sakura within the kitchen, wearing a pink apron and plastic gloves as she cuts up some vegetables. âHi everyone!! Today, Kkura unnie and I are making omelets for the girls with microgreens Iâve grown MYSELF in OUR apartment!!â You loudly exclaim, shoving the camera close to the cutting board as Sakura rolls her eyes, chuckling at the sight as you eventually point the camera elsewhere.
âYou did a very good job growing these y/n-nnie. They look great.â The comment from the older girl made you shy, and you flip the camera back to your face as you place a hand on your cheek, âhehe, thank you Kkura-unnie~â you coo, shifting your gaze back to the viewers before sighing.
âI grew all kinds of stuff in here, like basil, arugula, cilantro, kaleâŚâ You trail off, counting the number of edible plants youâve grown on your finger before continuing, âbut I could make so much more if I had a full blown garden!!â You whine, and Sakura could be seen in the background rolling her eyes, playfully commenting, ânot this againâŚâ
You dramatically lean on Sakuraâs back with your own despite her already being hunched over while chopping as you sigh even louder this time, âIâm serious unnie!! The stuff I could grow for you guys.. You would have a whole salad in one place!!â
Leaving the older member to her task, you place the camera down before grabbing some eggs and cracking them into a bowl, impressively doing so with only one hand each as the comments complimented your skill.
[makna33] â master chef y/n?? [nay00n1] â girl what cant u doâŚ
A laugh escapes your lips as you beat the eggs, âguys, its not that impressive. Besides, I donât cook nearly as often or as well as Kkura-unnie.â The compliment garners a small smile from the other girl seen in the corner of the screen as you continue on, âanyways, if I had my own garden in the building, I would graft the best tomatoes ever⌠Iâd be real life Frankenstien creating the perfect tomato!â You start, knowing that most likely nobody would actually care for your facts, but you shared anyways, this was YOUR live after all.
âOh! Weâre also using my basil today in one of the omelets. Guys, if youâre ever growing your own basil at home, make sure to pinch off the flowers! It makes it tastier!!â You point the chopsticks you used to whisk the egg at your phone camera, and some of the yolk is thrown onto the screen as your eyes widen, looking back at Sakura to make sure she didn't see what you just did.
You quickly wipe off the gunk before returning to your kitchen duties as if nothing happened, âThese eggs are gonna be so good⌠Though, I did have a pretty bad mealybug problem with the greens at some point⌠Do you guys know what those are? Theyâre like these little white dusty bugs that suck the sap out of your plants if you donât do anything about them. I had SO MANY. But I refused to give up on em and now they're critter free!â
âYah! Y/n! Donât talk about the bugs in your plants!! The girls wonât want to eat it then!â Sakura scolds, playfully kicking your side with her leg as she focuses on frying the eggs.
You giggle as you look into the camera, âoopsâ donât tell them that there used to be bugs in their food.â
âWHAT?!â
The sound of Kazuha and Chaewonâs shrill voice rings out in the live, and you immediately slam your phone down, giving the viewers a black screen before the live ends.
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hello! could I request Felix and reader leaving together at an Oxford party and their night? THANK YOU<3 could be smut or fluff whatever you prefer
Hello lovely!! Here you go!!! Hope you enjoy xx đŠˇ
AN: smutttt, Dom!felix, small breeding kink, daddy kink and little bit of flufff <3 P in V, unprotected sex xoxo
Oxford parties.
Drunk people scattered around like zombies, making complete utter fools of themselves on the dance floor as loud hip music blared through the drums of each speaker. Copious amounts of strong liquor was always passed around and one could only hope they didn't get sick from sharing the mouth stained bottles.
Trashy to say the leastâbut classy in each partygoers pumped heart.
Felix Catton was known for always being in attendance at such parties and stemmed to be the heart throbbing crowd pleaserâthat is for all the enraged horny females.
Practically throwing their limp, alcohol filled bodies at him, Felix wasnât known to be a rejecting heartbreaker, but curiosity always got the best of him, leaving himself to never turn down a good night. Even if that meant following those girls back to their messy dorms.
However, All good things must come to an end, and whatâor for a better word, who was finally good for Felix was none other than the most gorgeous girl on campus: Y/N Y/L.
Cuffed, taken, bagged; Felix could proudly admit for once, with a cheery smile, that he was in an amazing relationship.
So when Y/N and Felix started to arrive at every annual party, dashing hand in hand, they received the usual jealous stares from snotty singles and the more pleased ones from their tight knit group of friends.
This night was no different from the same, besides the new arcade fire song that was blasting on repeat. Although parties were a fun festivity to end off a tiresome week of studies, Y/N didnât find the vibe as enjoyable as previous events.
Standing in the corner holding a red solo cup that was filled with more juice than vodka, Y/N kept to herself for the most part and only encouraged herself to drink by taking a few ditzy shots with Oliver while her beloved Felix was challenged to a silly game of beer pong.
Typical, she thought
Gulping the rest of her drink, Y/N tried her best to look for Felix and while she did so, she gave herself the time to elaborate a good excuse on why they should ditch the party.
The atmosphere was sweaty, humid, and a small stench of some lightweights nasty vomit sprouted itâs aroma from the bathroom. If that wasnât a good wake up call, what was?
Lost in the haze of people who were doing some new stupid dance trend, Y/N groaned as she felt herself bumping into someone. Nearly spilling her drink, she managed to stop herself before becoming the embarrassment of the night.
She was too full of mental exhaustionârather more frustrated to even look at up at the soul she collided into.
âHey,â she knew that voice anywhere and instantly felt relief.
âJeez fel,â she called him by his proufound nickname she granted him when they first started dating, âIâve been looking for you like a mad man!â
He chuckled and wrapped a lose arm around her shoulder. Y/Nâs eyes fluttered with awe as he did just so and she quickly wondered how in the midst of the grossness around them, Felix could still manage to look so perfect.
Ugh, just a quick glance at her man and she could feel herself growing internally hungry.
Dressed in a loose throw over that appeared to have not a single alcohol stain and his hairâheavens his hair, not one strand of his neat chestnut locks was out of place. He always kept his composure, at least that was one thing different about him and his inseparable sister, Venetia.
âSo, âm thinking,â he began as he pulled Y/N closer into his chest, the smell of his lovely cologne filling her nose with its radiant clove scent.
âOh, so you managed to actually use your brain tonight?â Y/N interrupted him, earning a swift tap on her button nose as he goofishly grinned at her.
âQuiet you,â he cooed before leaning closer to her frame, âwanna get out of here?
Her eyes widened in delight as she felt Felix slyly move his needy hands down to the hem of her plaid skirt. A slight clench of his hands that grabbed her bottom made her want to run as fast and far away into privacy with her loving man.
âI thought youâd never ask, love,â grinning like her face had no end, Felix offered his girlfriend his hand as they were about to politely escort themselves out of the way and into the young night.
That was until-
âOi,â a voice chirped from behind them, causing the couple to swing back as a natural reaction, âand just where do you think you two lovebirds are going?â Oliver entered his way into the picture, something he managed to always do.
âOllie,â Felix deviously beamed, âI have things to do.â
Felix could be such a smug little asshole.
âMore like a special someone to do,â Oliver winked and lifted his cup in Y/N direction, earning an annoyed look of disapproval.
Oliver was just as much as an asshole, but thatâs why him and Felix hit it so well.
âCatch you in a bit,â it was more of a statement as opposed to a question, but Oliver knew what the couple was up to.
Oliver knew better than to ever insult Y/N, but the more time Felix included her in things, she developed a strong bond with his pals, but Oliver had slithered his way with getting to know her the most.
He was welcoming, kind and graciously humble, unlike some of the many pricks that marked their way in Oxford, not caring who they belittled or how they did it.
âWhatever you say Mrs. Catton,â she playfully flipped Oliver off as he shook his head with a small chuckle, turning his back away from Y/N and Felix and into the crowd of people.
ââââââââââââââââââ-
âFelix!â Y/N giggled before she fell to the ground, laughing all the way down as she felt long, uncomfortable pieces of grass embrace her body. It was almost a tickling sensation.
âShhhh,â Felix cupped his hand over her lipstick stained mouth, feeling her warm breath on his palm as it seemed nearly impossible for her to stop herself, âI donât want to cause a scene my darling.â
With all her might, she moved Felixâs hand away from her face and contently sighed, âoh, but you always do, my love.â
âFeisty now?â He cocked an eyebrow down to where she layed like an angel in the field, waiting for him to avenge her with his sweet love.
âFor you, always.â
âThen letâs stop wasting time,â he groaned, feeling his cock twitch at the thought of getting to put it in his sweet girl, tension rising within him to get the job done right, but to also make it lasting and worthwhile.
There was nothing more he loved than making her release herself in waves of pure ecstasy that came with her angelic moans of delight.
Throwing his shirt off somewhere in a small bush behind him, his graceful fingers took absolutely no time in undoing Y/Nâs silk, button down and uncuffing her bra.
He was marveled at the sight before him and without any hesitation, he leaned down and began to mark her smooth skin with aggressive kisses that were filled with passion.
Y/N being half naked and about to do it in a forest; it seemed like something from a cheesy movie.
Doing the deed at a house party was cliche and reminded Felix of his past more than he liked to remember and doing it on one of the various campus balconies was adventurousâbut a total letdown once it started to rain over Felix and Y/N.
However, now felt like the right time.
âLove,â Y/N gently spoke in between long kisses from Felix, âare you gonna take off my skirt?â
Y/N startled in place as Felix almost ripped off all of her bottoms, fearing he had broke one her favourite skirts he had purchased for her.
Fully naked, Y/N felt an immediate sensation of heat rush over her body and instantly forgot about all the outdoor surroundings as Felix yanked off his belt and threw away his jeans and boxers into mid air.
It was just her, Felix, and all the nights starry glory that was upon them.
âFuck,â he moaned as he hands fondled her breasts, hard nipples graced the tips of his palms, âyouâre beautiful.â
It mightâve been too dark for Felix to see it, but Y/N still managed to blush every time he complimented herâwhich was practically every heartfelt second they spent together .
âFel,â she started to beg, âI need you.â
He eagerly placed himself back on top of her, leaving his hard cock to graze the outside of her already soaked cunt. In any regular situation, he wouldâve been thrusting with all his might, but tonight he was feeling different.
âNot until you say my name, darling,â he demanded.
âPlease daddy.â Y/N squeaked, panting for him to enter himself inside of her.
âThatâs my good girl,â he smirked in delight, pushing himself with ease as his rock solid cock glided into Y/N.
âMmm,â she tried to fight back a moan, but it was no use. She needed him more than ever.
She felt her legs twitch as they melted into bliss as Felix steadily did what he does best; fucking her.
âBaby,â he groaned as he maneuvered himself to grab her soft hair as he dove into her neck for more kisses, âyou always get so damn wet for me.â
Y/N moved closer to his frame as his hands tugged her head to his face, his cock continuing to puncture her in all the right ways.
He violated her mouth as his tongue swirled in fast pace with hers, Y/N having to breakaway from his kiss just to catch her breath.
âOh Felixâdaddy,â she bit her lip, feeling himself plunge harder into her as she mistakenly called him by his name, âI want to cum.â
âNot yet darling, let me feel you more.â
Y/N toes curled as he let out a loud groan of pleasure, looking down at her flushed face, he was so proud to call her his girl.
âMmm sweetheart,â he panted in between breaths, âarenât you tired of Oxford.â
Oxford? Why the hell was be going on about school during intercourse?
âN-Not really,â she squeaked in response.
âWell baby,â he lingered his way back to her face, planting sloppy kisses as he felt her nails scratch deep into his lean back, âwhen can I take you out of here and make you my pretty little wife?
Y/N hummed in response, closing her eyes as they relaxed into bliss, âyou plan on knocking me up too, yeah?â
Felix couldnât tell if she was being seriousâwhat is said during sex is not always reality, but just the mild thought of him getting the chance to plant his seed in his beloved made him turn ravenous.
He would do anything for Y/N, but if he could keep her away from any thirsty Oxford boys and make her his wife and potential mother of his children, heâd do it in a heartbeat.
âJesus,â he croaked, already feeling himself starting to lose his pace due to his cock becoming seconds away from releasing into her. âYou have no idea, my baby.â
âDaddyââ Y/N shouted through the bushes of the forest garden, âcome with me.â
And like the perfect scene from a porno film, the couple came in unison, wordlessly twinkling at each other with a strong glimmer of love in each one of their eyes.
Y/N let herself be free and rolled her head back, enjoying the climax of her orgasm, feeling more than satisfied with Felixâs overwhelming stimulation of an erotic performance.
She sighed, âI love you.â
Felix, already trying to find her clothes so she wouldnât freeze in the cool night. âIâm serious, yâknow.â
âAbout marriage orâŚâ
âAll of it, my darling,â he gently patted Y/Nâs head of messy hair due to their rough embrace.
âBut right now?â Y/N sounded hesitant, but that didnât mean she wasnât up for it.
âWhenever,â he sat down to her side, passing her ruffled clothing, before leaning to kiss her gracefully on the cheek. âIâd wait an entire lifetime for you, angel.â
Y/N knew the time wasnât right, they had their whole lives ahead of them, but then again, she could always stop taking her birth control and see what fate would have in store for them.
Thoughâfor now at least, she felt at ease and more than happy to have another memorable shared night with her lover.
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Enha hyungs w / idol!reader !!
summary: tbh its pretty self explanitory, fem!reader
a/n guys maybe at one point ill write for maknae line but also idk so dont hold me to it, not proof-read
Heeseung
Letâs say ur in aespa
So rmbr the drama challenge they did
Instead of winter it was you and karina right
OUUUU ik he was giggling when you asked him to do the challenge with you
At the end of the challenge he puts his arm around u
He looks at u like you hung the stars one by one
Heeseung pls this is gonna be posted later
ITS WORSE AT AWARD SHOWS
When you are on screen performing
He has the biggest heart eyes and a slight smile pls
Its like he dgaf if yall get caught
Definitely interacts with you in public when he can
He wants to see all those ship edits
Invites you to his concerts and you invite him to yours
Once bought like 500 albums so he can get all of ur pcs and inclusions
Ur honor he was being silly!
And in luv w you!!!
Jay
Okay stayc member i see u
He learns how to play ur songs on guitar
Such a cute supportive bf
You guys have sm matching things tgt
Phone cases, hats, jewelry and more
Surprisingly no one has caught on yet.
He lurks on stayc twt for updates when hes away on tour
Even tho he can just text u himself
You accidentally left your jay signed album in the open on live
EVERYONE WAS FREAKING OUT
âOmfg yall since when did y/n and jay know each otherâ
â Wait but the signed album? Do yall rmbr when we caught them w matching hats but no one batted an eye WHAT ABT THISâ
Call jake for the dating rumor damage control selfie
Anyways he has all ur albums and you have all his
He found out you voted for him during Iland days and sobbed
Staycs number 1 fan, will fight ANYONE for that title
JAKE
Worse than heeseung when it comes to hiding things
Oh lord here we go
âMy girl- i mean my friendâ its rover.
On live streams he uses this to promote your group without looking suspicious
âHave you guys heard le sserafims comeback? Itâs so goodâ
âOh Y/n? Yeah her part was amazing as wellâ
When he sings your part of the song it has u blushing on the other end of the phone
Once you were on a live, you forgot to let jake know
You were showing some photos that youre gonna post on instagram and all of a sudden
Is this love by Bob Marley aka the ringtone you have for jake
And his contact name âyunie<3â pops up
Quickly you decline the call and look sheepishly to the camera
Hoons time to do the selca damage control.
He accidentally liked a y/njake post on twt on the main acc tho
Ruh roh
Sunghoon
Definition of nonchalant
Nonchalant king if u will
Well besides that one time when he was mcing
And your group purple kiss was with him and wony
He was definitely getting side eyed by the fandom after sending you quick glances and a smile!!
Other than that baby hes an illusion
He dont know you
Well at least to the cameras, he doesnt know you
Otherwise hes the sweetest bf to ever bf
Sends you flowers to your dressing room after performances
Always claps whenever you guys win an award
Once a camera was pointed on him at an award show during your song
But he pointed to ur group telling them to focus on yall instead
UGH i love supportive bf hoon!!
Ofc your one of enhas biggest supporters as well
No one knows this but you have a secret sunghoon fan acc
He thinks its cute, a way to publicly say u love him
Without it actually being public yk
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Not For A Long Time
Klaus returns back to his lover omega's cottage after a long time, and he wants nothing more than to just mark her as his, all over again. But all Y/n seems to want, is to eat her dinner and get on his nerves, ...and to absentmindedly rub herself all over him.
Warnings - allusions of smut, and Alpha/Omega dynamic.
Word Count - 1.3k
Masterlist | Please reblog if you like the fic!
This is something I found in my drafts and well, let's just say I wanted to get it out of there. It's quite aimless and silly, and doesn't have my best writing skills used, but I still hope you enjoy reading hahah <3 (I lowkey enjoyed writing this type of fic though, so do let me know if I should write more stuff like this!!)
A candle flickered in the middle of the kitchen island, its crackling being the only sound other than one of the running water in the sink.
The fridge was, quite carelessly, left open ajar as Y/n kept herself busy on the other end, washing the rice before she could cook it. She hummed a very gentle tune, or it could be a rock song that her soft voice just happened to make sound similar to a lullaby.
It was as she was taking out a casserole from the fridge that she felt the night wind come in with a rather strong force, freeing some of her loose hair strands from where they were tucked behind her ear.
"Klaus, how lovely it is to see you," she smiled, closing the fridge and lifting her gaze from the stove to settle it onto the charming intruder.
"Hello, love," he pursed his lips before a smirk dug out one of his dimples. "It's been quite a long time," he continued, strolling closer to her.
Shaking her head, she turned away from him to focus on the task at hand. "A week is not a long time, Klaus," she said with a chuckle.
"Not even when it's your lover Alpha that's been gone?" He asked as a whisper in her ear, resting his chin on her shoulder while snaking his arms around his waist from behind.
"I'm afraid I cannot give you the answer to that in just words," she answered, her voice having gone quieter along with his, and turned her face to press a peck on the corner of his mouth, doing it again when a smile stretched out on his lips.
He sighed then, letting his eyes fall shut as he breathed in her scent. The smell of old books, soil after it's just rained along with some hint of a rose and finally, her blood, knocked his senses out for a couple seconds.
It reminded him of the first time he had caught the whiff of her scent from a couple miles away, the full moon shining down on him and making his night-sky fur look silkier than it was. Taking advantage of being in his wolf form, heâd chased down the scent and ended up coming to a halt in front of a front garden lit up with warm lights coming from inside the cottage.
He'd seen a couple fireflies near the ivy that crept all over the walls from outside, making the building look rather earthly and older than the time itself. The noise of plates and bowls clattering didn't go amiss by Klaus, making him near the noise with deliberate steps.
Saliva coated his tongue as he finally stood just below the window, keeping himself hidden as his eyes peered inside to see a woman stirring something in a pot, sputters of laughter falling from her soft mouth as an energized dog skittered around her feet, clawing at her skirt to reach the treat she held up high in her free hand.
His lips had pulled back in a smile then, eyes unable to move on from her.
He'd returned every night since then, catching her attention on a particular one when she'd been out by the lake, crying in her knees and that was when Klaus had realised that the woman, he'd secretly been going mad after, was an Omega, left all alone when she should've been in an Alpha's arms, being taken care of in all shape and form.
And so, very calmly he'd approached her and when she'd realised that he was an Alpha wolf, she lost even that slight control over her emotions and clutched his fur as she cried into his neck, stutters and hiccups escaping her mouth until she'd calmed down and passed out, tired, in his presence.
That was the day he'd swore to himself that he wasn't going to let her end up hurt ever again. And as he took her home in his arms, silently hoping that she wouldn't wake up to catch him naked, he'd laid her in her bed when she allowed him to enter his home in a sleepy haze.
"Stay, Alpha?" she'd asked, her eyes moistening all over again and Klaus had not the heart to leave her be, causing him to lie down beside her and hold her in his arms as she purred and slept the night away, his body merely covered by her sheets.
Since that night, he'd learned that she'd been crying that day because her puppy-dog had been adopted by someone in the town who had also adopted his siblings. He would be happier with them, she'd sobbed into his arms while telling him, trying to reassure herself over Klaus.
And also, the fact that she was, indeed, an Omega yet to be claimed by an Alpha. She'd yet to give herself to him completely, to surrender herself to be his to love and care for. But Klaus understood that, accepted her past traumas and allowed her time to open up to him day by day.
"I was just preparing dinner. Care to join this lonely Omega, Alpha?" She asked, giving him her full attention after finally placing the food on the stove.
Looking at him doe eyed as he cupped her cheeks and pressed a kiss on her mouth, she whimpered when a growl rumbled deep in his chest, meant to be heard just by her.
"Of course," he accepted gently, backing her up until she was sat on the kitchen island.
She motioned for him to wait, and Klaus looked at her confusedly before he saw her blow out the candle behind her. A chuckle came from him, finding the action cute.
Y/n faced him again with a sloppy smile on her face, letting him press kisses on her mouth over and over again until he had her laughing and pulling away from him. He chased after her nonetheless -- pressing his mouth to her forehead, cheeks, nose, chin and continued to pepper kisses down her jaw.
And it was when he reached her collarbone that he truly began marking her. He left a trail of love bites behind as he scattered his kisses all over the exposed skin. Her little whimpers and moans only made him hungrier for her, making him pull her hair back, giving him more skin to mark up.
"Klaus --" she began but he cut her off with a hiss.
"Now, darling," he breathed warningly against her skin. "Itâs Alpha," he corrected her.
"Pl-please, Alpha," Y/n purred, beginning to feel sensitive. "Need to turn off the stove, please," she begged him to let her get away, and Klaus did.
Lifting her off the counter, he let her wrap her legs around his waist as he walked over and turned off the stove and moved on to speed up the stairs.
He laid her on the fluffy bed that reeked of her scent but before he could lie down over her and rid her of the clothes that got in the way of his mouth and her skin, she was out of the bed and running away from him, spurts of laughter falling from her lips.
His eyes flashed golden just for a second before he was chasing after her, finding the situation rather amusing.
"I'm hungry, Alpha. Won't you eat with me?" She said out of breath when he caught up to her, snatching her from behind and into his chest.
And her giggles stopped altogether when she heard him growl, this time louder to warn her against disobeying him as she realised that sheâd begun getting on his nerves now.
"Please Alpha?" She mewled for him, getting him with those eyes all over again as he accepted her pleas and took her over to the dining table, bringing her the dinner and feeding it to her whilst she sat in his lap, talking about all the happenings that she came across while he was gone, not for a long time, clearly, as she couldnât stop absentmindedly rubbing herself all over him.
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