#ive worked so hard on this i hope you guys enjoy :D

[what-is-love-babey-dont-hurt-me]

Sir Meteor has crashed onto Popstar for a special event!

>> He is joining the @kirbyoctournament ! >> If you want his ref click here !

Meteor is answering asks! Start here to see his adventures :D

“The planet I’m from has many different names from Terra to Shiver Star—but long before it had a name, I appeared in a flash of light. Or so my mother said…”

✨Sir Meteor would love to interact with other participants!

✨He thinks himself as a dinosaur, and disagreeing with him will get him to dislike you. Kids are often ESTATIC to meet a genuine celestial being dinosaur!!!

✨Sir Meteor is ancient, and his cheek markings indicate he belongs to a era long gone. From giving humans the first fire to inventing --—spear hunting——+<3 he has been around!

✨Hey if Meteor is ancient does that mean that he has seen a lot of people d-

“Look at that! The next fact is here early!”

✨Good luck getting him to answer something directly! His open demeanor isn’t necessarily a lie, however he has learned to talk less and smile more.

✨Sir Meteor seems a bit lonely when he isn’t distracting everyone with a smile and a show of flame. He is open to romance with adults a couple million years old, but he greatly craves a good friendship over anything.

[mellowyellow236]

IVE JUST BEEN ON A BINGING SPREE OF YOUR WORK AND I LOVE IT SO SO MUCH??? YOUR WRITING IS SO CHEF'S KISS????

Its possible could i request for the first year (platonic ortho if you'd like to write him ^^) x reader with the kingdom dance scene from tangled the ost always has my heart pumping and i think its just a beautiful scene all around AAAA

Ahhhh thank you so much for requesting! Sorry that this took a while and isn’t very long, I haven’t watched Tangled in at least five years at this point so it was hard to remember the context behind the scene, especially since I couldn’t find an actual copy of the movie. But you are completely right, that soundtrack is absolutely wonderful! So much so that it’s now the tavern music I’m using in my Dnd campaign. Anyway, here you are! :D

How Would The TWST First Years Act With The Reader During The Tangled Kingom Dance Scene?

GN!Reader x first years, all are meant to be read as romantic except for Ortho’s, but can be read as platonic, too. No TW’s, just fluff. All parts under the cut.

Edit: added tags since I forgot before

Ace Trapolla -

Ace wasn’t excited to come down to town for the festival, so to speak. They lit the lanterns every year, but... Seeing you so happy for it did melt his heart if only a little. And seeing you get a chance to have your hair done by those little girls in the plaza was the cream on the cake. Once you had it braided with flowers and ribbons, you really did look beautiful.

He went away to grab you guys something to eat. He was only away for a second, but by the time he returned, he was watching you start a dance in the town square, inviting in various townspeople. Soon enough, most of the plaza was there. He didn’t want to join in, but he was being pushed into it before he had a chance to comprehend what was happening.

Dancing around, it was easy to see why so many had joined you. You were a great dancer, and it was fun to get to be with so many people. Even so, the fact that he wasn’t able to dance with you until the song was annoying for him. Up until he got to dance with you, of course. Anyone with a brain could see the stars in his eyes.

Deuce Spade -

Deuce loved the idea of getting a chance to take you to a festival. It would be your first one, and of course, he was very excited. So much so that he got a group of girls from the town to braid your hair. Try as he might, he couldn’t do it himself, although he did get you the ribbons and flowers to put in them.

When he went to go grab another thing of flowers for you, this time just for you to hold, he didn’t think twice when he saw you dancing. He dove right in, joining you and the other townspeople in dance, laughing. By the time he got to dance with you, he only had a single flower left, having given most of them away. Although, when he put that one behind your ear, it was clear he had saved the largest of the bunch for you.

Jack Howl -

Jack was too excited, but it wasn’t as though he didn’t want to go. Yes, it was exciting to go to a festival, but he’d already been to many of them. However, seeing how happy you were to go, he decided it was his mission to make sure you got the best experience possible.

However, he still had the ears of a wolf, and all of the loud noises and smells soon overwhelmed him. You two had to take coverage in a small library. He urged you to go back to enjoying the festival, he didn’t want you to stay behind for him, but when you didn’t, he did the next best thing and started teaching you about it. You were in a library, after all, and he was able to read and teach now that it was quieter. And in the end, isn’t wanting to spend time with your loved ones what the festival was all about?

Epel Felmeir -

Epel had been hoping you’d go with him to the festival since he heard about it, and so having you express an interest in it was something that made his day. He loved being able to go to all kinds of festivals back home, and he was sure he’d enjoy having you there for one with him, as well.

His favorite part? Getting to hide behind the wall of a bakery, eating cupcakes as Vil walks around outside of it searching for you two. Did you giggle so loudly you were caught? Yes. But was it worth it as he got to see you laughing, icing on your nose as you two ran through the streets, away from the pastry tyrant? It was. It was completely worth it.

Ortho Shroud -

Ortho was so happy when you invited him out! You two were going to be able to spend time together, and he got to have his first adventure into a festival while he was with you. He even got to make some friends with a few kids, and they taught him how to braid your hair!

And then you got to do chalk drawings together! You made a sun, and he made a drawing of him, Idia, and you. You’re a part of his family, too, and he’s so happy to be able to share a happy memory with you.

Sebek Zigvolt -

Sebek wasn’t excited at first. It was just a boring, human festival, nothing that could compare to the wonders of Fae traditions. But then, he saw you dressing up your hair and asking for help with it, and he couldn’t help but soften up to the idea just a little bit. Even humans could have a good festival or two, especially if those braided flowers are only the first part.

Out of all the first years, Sebek is the least excited to dance, yet also the best at it. Being Malleus’s personal guard, he took dance lessons, in order to blend in to any ballroom and guard Malleus even when he couldn’t be by his side. However, it was always just another part of his training, where he couldn’t even fight… Until you. Now, he’s dancing in the town square with you, hand in yours and one on your waist, mentally wondering how he got so lucky to end up here, with a human so wonderful they can make what he thought of as a boring activity into something beautiful and fun.

[justmeinadaze]

Aftercare Part 2 (Steddie X You)

A/N: I had an extremely ugh day (couple of days actually) so Ive been living in this fic, writing it out lol Enjoy it <3. I feel safe with them.

Part One Here

Warnings: Dom Steddie and Sub Reader and all that implies (I regret nothing!) , Spanking, DP, mentions of previous bad past relationships for the reader, Smut and fluff. No angst today my friends.

Word Count: 4275

It had been a few days since your tender incident with your roommates Eddie and Steve. The day after they took care of you, you found yourself incredibly sore, not just between your legs but your ass and wrists as well. 

The continued to look after you, changing your bandages and icing the swollen area of your limbs. Today they both had to work so your plan for the rest of the afternoon was to put on one of Steve’s shirts and cocoon yourself in Eddie’s bed while you waited for them to come home.  

As you entered Steve’s room, you found yourself looking at it with a completely new set of eyes. The smell of his cologne hung in the air making you dizzy as your memory floated to him sitting on the edge of the bathtub caressing your thighs. Your fingers ran across his dresser as your grinned at the pictures you passed of the three of you together. On his desk were some applications for jobs he had been looking at including one at his father’s firm but thankfully he hadn’t filled that out yet and you hoped he never would. 

Yellow notepad paper caught your eye and you reached over to bring it closer to you so you could read it. 

Sexy things I think Y/N would enjoy:

Spanking (The correct way!)

Restriction/ Handcuffs (Eddie may have some that won’t hurt her.)

Daddy? (This is more for me and Ed. I know it turned me on hearing her talk like she did.)

DP ( I think she’d love to have us both inside her especially with how fucking tight she is…) 

I know she said she likes it rough. Eddie said he had some ideas of things he did with other girls. I don’t think she wants us to really hurt her…I don’t know. I should ask her…

Edging ( I just want to hear her beg me in that little voice to allow her to cum)

Role play? (She loves scary movies. I bet she’d love Eddie and I pretending to stalk her and then using her.)(Seriously that thought got me ridiculously hard!)

You smiled as you read his list. The men you tried this dynamic with were always pretty selfish, focusing on their own pleasure instead of yours. Steve seemed to genuinely care about you and your feelings; they both did and always had. 

Picking up a nearby pen you scrawled a note of your own on the bottom. 

All of these sound fantastic, Stevie! Or should I say Daddy? ;).

Reaching into his closet you grabbed one of his button up shirts, giggling as you wrapped in around your naked skin. He was so much bigger than you were, his shirt feeling like a nightgown as it touched past your knees. It made you feel safe, as if he was there right now with his arms around you. 

You pleasantly sighed as you left and headed to Eddie’s room. The metalhead was night to Steve’s day. Where Steve’s room was neat and organized, Ed’s was a complete disaster. His room had a cologne smell like the other boys but it was hidden under is signature smell of cigarettes with a dash of weed.

Even the pictures he had of you three were slightly different. All of Steve’s were from outside in the sun whether it be at the beach or a school event you guys had attended in high school. Eddie’s were from nighttime activities like after one of his shows at the bar or a heavy metal concert outside of town. 

You grinned as your finger’s ran over his guitar. God, you loved watching him play. The way his eyes zeroed in as he focused on the notes or the way his fingers moved across the strings… Fuck. A small moan left you at the memory of those same fingers thrusting inside of you. 

As you sat on his bed, one of his composition books bent into your thigh. You opened it expecting to find doodles and notes on his next D & D campaign but were surprised to see song titles. 

Y/N’s Mixtape 

No One Like You- Scorpions

Little Lover- AC/DC

Rock Me- Great White

Why am I not better at this?! 

I don’t want them all to be sexual! I need to ask the guys. 

-Learn to play Def Leppard 

I want to play a song for her on stage and I know she likes them.

Photograph or maybe Animal?

Not Pour Some Sugar! Too cliché!

It took you awhile to find anything to write with in Eddie’s room so you settled on a marker you found under a pile of clothes. 

“You got some kinda hold on me You're all wrapped up in mystery So wild and free So far from me You're all I want, my fantasy.”

Your grin grew as you turned on his stereo and Metallica lightly flowed through the speakers. Finding a spot in the middle of his bed, you curled up into a ball, hugging his composition book to your chest as you slowly drifted off to sleep. 

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The bed dipped by your side, followed by the notebook gently being pulled from your grasp. 

“Did she write something in it to?”

You kept your eyes closed so you could hear what they would say when they thought you weren’t listening. You could hear the subtle smile in Steve’s tone as he asked Eddie his question who responded with an equally happy sounding voice. 

“Yeah, she did.”

“What does yours say?”

You felt a calloused palm tenderly pet your head, pushing your hair out of your face. 

“I wanted to play something on stage for her. I thought she deserved something special after what she went through…has been through with those other assholes. She provided a suggestion.”, he grinned. “What about yours?”

“Shit, dude. What I was working on wasn’t as romantic as yours.”, Steve chuckles. “I, uh, wrote down some things I thought she’d like to try…in bed, you know? Especially since no one seems to be doing it correctly. I still can’t believe she didn’t know what aftercare was.”

“Yeah…what did she write? Hell, what did YOU write?!”, Eddie laughs at his friend. 

“She said she liked them all especially, um, calling us Daddy.” The bed gradually dipped on your other side as he lowered his voice. “Dude, that little voice she spoke to us in—fuck—I’ve been jerking off to that sound for the past few days.”

You tried so hard to hold it in but it was impossible to catch the heavy, pleasure filled sigh that escaped your lips. 

“Hey Harrington, did your list mention touching her while she slept?”

“Naw, Ed, it didn’t. I think this sweet girl would hate that we made her feel good and she wasn’t awake for it.”

“Very true. We can think of it like a punishment for snooping around our rooms and taking your shirt without asking.”

“I wasn’t snooping.”

“Oh shit, Munson. Would you look at that. She’s awake.” You slowly open your eyes to meet their beautiful smiling faces. 

“I just wanted to be close to you guys since you were both gone.” Sitting up, you lean your cheek on Eddie’s shoulder. “I missed you two.”

“How are you feeling, sweetheart?”

You excitedly flash them your wrists. “Much better! And I can definitely sit normally now.”, you giggle.

“Did that prick call you?” Steve sighed when you shook your head. 

“Probably won’t come around again until he’s horny.”

“Well, he’ll have to go through us so…” A wicked grin spread across Eddie’s face when he noticed you exhale again. “You really like us being protective over you, don’t you?”

“I like knowing that I’m safe and cared for.” Your head hung in shame. “I’ve never felt that before.”

Steve’s fingers hooked under your chin, lifting you to face them. “You’re always safe with us. We would never make you feel unwanted or unloved.”

That giddy feeling from the other day returned at his words as you shuffled your shoulders and beamed with pride.

“Can-Can we play?”

The metalhead chuckled as he turned to Steve. “She’s so polite. I love it. Which makes me wonder…Y/N, were those other guys just hitting you to hit you? Like with your idiot, why did he spank you with a belt?”

Your eyes narrow at him as his choice of words for your now ex-boyfriend. “I told him I wanted to try something rougher so he said he could spank me.”

“But that’s not you, is it, sweetheart? I mean you’re not into that sado-masochistic stuff. No judgement if you are.”, he grins. 

“No, I don’t want to be hurt like that. I just…like being controlled… and punished if I do something wrong.”

“Like going through our stuff when we aren’t here.”, Steve replied.

“I wasn’t going through your things! I just—”

Eddie interrupted you by roughly grabbing your jaw. “Didn’t sound like to me he was asking but telling you that you did something incorrect. For a pretty girl that’s so polite, you should know it’s not ok to touch other people’s property when they aren’t there.”

The action of him grabbing you and talking the way he was had your pussy clenching as you felt yourself slowly dropping. 

“I’m sorry. You’re right. I did a bad thing.”

“It’s okay, honey. You’ll learn.” Steve smiled as the metalhead loosened his grip. His eyes were constantly scanning your face for any discomfort. You seemed to be enjoying yourself so far so Eddie continued. 

“Do you have a safe word you prefer?”

“I usually use Red. I mean, I haven’t used it yet but…”

“Tough girl. Can I ask you something and I want you to be honest?”

“Yes of course.”

“Have you wanted to but you felt embarrassed? You said last time that fucker hit you too hard sometimes. Why didn’t you use it?”

“It’s not that I feel embarrassed… I don’t want to seem weak…”

They both heavily sighed but Steve couldn’t help himself as he climbed further up the bed and collected you in his arms. 

“Y/N, we know you’ve been through a lot. Not just with guys but with your family to. You’re not weak if you need to stop because you feel uncomfortable.”

“Promise us, princess. If at any point you feel uncomfortable, unsafe, or anything like that, you will say that safe word. No matter what we will still love you.”

“I promise.” To add emphasis and lighten the mood you do the “cross my heart” gesture along your chest making them laugh.

Eddie crawled up the bed as well till he was shoulder to shoulder with Steve. “What do you think, Harrington? Should we let this descension slide just this one time?

“I mean, little girl needs to learn the rules and respect us, right?”

“I-I respect you…”, you mumble. 

“Hm. I don’t know, baby. Maybe just a small punishment, Munson. Just to let it really sink in.”

The man nods and motions for you lay your head on his lap, adjusting you so you stomach was across the other man’s thighs and your ass accessible. Steve tugs your panties down your legs, gently running his palm over the soft flesh. 

“These cuts do look a lot better, Y/N. You said they don’t hurt anymore?”

You shook you head aggressively before responding in a tone that had both boys subtly groaning. “Eddie took really good care of me.” 

“Yeah, he did.” A small yelp left your throat as his hand came down on your backside. It wasn’t hard but meant to tease while making sure you were okay. “How did that feel, honey?”

The metalhead brushed back your hair from your face as your nails dug into his jeaned leg. 

“Good. S-s-so good.”, you moaned. “You can spank me harder i-if you want to.”

Steve didn’t do it immediately, choosing to run his hands along your skin before finally rearing back and delivering a much harder smack that had you pushing up on your arms. 

“Do you like that, princess? Do you like Steve spanking you?”

Your eyes practically roll out of your skull as he does it again a bit harder. “F-fuck, yes I like it.”

“Say it correctly, babe.”

*SMACK*

“Mmm—I like Steve spanking me.”

“Jesus… here, Y/N. Don’t…don’t move.”

The man slides out from under you and you hear sounds behind you of him shuffling around before something clanks loudly to the floor. 

“Again, didn’t take long for Harrington to get naked.”, Eddie chuckles making you smile as he continues to play with your hair. 

Your hips are abruptly lifted so your lower half is more exposed for him on your knees as he firmly spanks you again before his tongue suddenly licks between your folds. 

“Steve! Oh my god…”

“It’s ok, baby. You’re ok. Remember, you’re safe with us.”, Eddie coos. “As sexy as you look, I’m going to slide this shirt off you.” 

You lift up on your hands again, helping pull Steve’s shirt over your head as the boy behind you continues to aggressively devour you, moaning into your cunt as he strokes his length. 

Pulling back, his palm comes down on your ass and you mewl as your head falls back down to Eddie’s lap. One of his hands reach underneath you to grab a handful of your breast as the other pushes his tongue back inside of you. 

“You really are so beautiful, sweet girl. You deserve to be treated right.” His fingers caress your nipples causing you to moan as he gently tugs on the erect bud. “Do you want that? Do you want us to take care of you and make you happy?”

“You…you both have—fuck—have always made me…happy.”

Your answer genuinely makes him smile. “Not like this, sweetheart.”

Your mouth falls open in a silent whimper as you cum, body collapsing as you twitch with pleasure. Sighing, you feel yourself being lifted and wrapped up in Steve’s embrace again. Your eyes remain shut as you inhale him, forehead pressed to his neck as they both tenderly praise you. 

“I want you both…to feel me at…at the same time. I don’t think it’s fair for the first time we’re together one of you has me first.”

“Who said we were going to fuck you tonight?” Your eyes meet Eddie’s playful ones, glimmering with mischief. “I mean, you misbehaved and then, I don’t know about you Stevie, but…” He obnoxiously stretches his arms wide. “I had a LONG, stressful day.”

“I did to, Ed. There were so many rude customers and we were SO busy. I kept thinking ‘Gosh I can’t wait to come home and just crash on my bed ALL ALONE.’”

“Oh, come on! Like you haven’t been thinking about fucking me for the past few days.” You crawl off Steve’s lap and climb into Eddie’s, straddling his waist. “I have ever since I saw you both naked. I kept thinking ‘How could I have known these men for so long, lived under the same roof even, and had no idea their cocks were that big.’”

The boy underneath you exhaled through his nose at your words, feeling his dick get unbearably hard against his jeans. Your palms glided down his chest, raising off his shirt before leaning forward to place delicate kisses along his shoulders and neck. 

“Please, Eddie. You both deserve to feel good to. Make me yours.”

The metalhead practically growled as he crashed his lips to your own. Effortlessly, he lifted you off him, passing you to Steve who was more than happy to pick up where his friend left off. 

“Have you ever done this before?”

“Not at one time. I have had anal but…”

The man’s fingers tenderly lift your chin. “It didn’t feel good?”

Your own fingers run through his hair as you place a kiss on his lips. “Not with him but I trust you two.”

Steve grinned as he held on to your waist, shifting his body down the bed till he was flat on his back. A now naked Eddie pounced back onto the mattress making you laugh before licking your lips as you watch him pour some lube into his hand and stroke it along his cock. 

“You ready, honey?”

You nod as Steve grips the base of his own cock, allowing you to descend onto it at your own pace. Even with just the tip of him inside of you already full.

“Steve…fuck…”, you moaned, lowering yourself further. 

“Yes, baby, you’re doing so good. Just…take your time. Y/N, I…”

“T-tell me, please.”

“I’ve never felt a pussy this fucking tight before. Fuck me, Ed. You don’t even know what you’re about to experience.” His words had you fluttering around him making him groan until you were fully seated on top of him. “Don’t fucking move. I swear I don’t know how long I’m going to last.” His newfound gruff tone had you clenching again, leaning forward on your hands as Eddie gently pushed you down.

“Oh yeah? You like hearing me tell you what to do?”

Steve watched as your face scrunched together as Eddie gradually began pushing his dick into your ass. 

“Jesus Christ.”, he grunted under his breath. 

The other man grabbed your throat, pulling you closer to his face. “I asked you a question, little girl. You want to play rough you have to show respect. Now…” They both thrust their hips into you roughly at the same time eliciting an obscenely beautiful moan from your lips as your forehead fell on his. “Do you like hearing me telling you what to do?”

“Y-yes, Steve. I-I-I like it.”

His hand snaked around to the back of your neck, bringing your lips to his as they began thrusting into you. Eddie’s palm slid up your back, intertwining his fingers in your hair as he yanked it back. 

Steve looked up at you with half-lidded eyes swearing he had never seen anything or anyone so perfect. He had always hated the way people in your life treated you. To him, you deserved the world but he had always been so scared to make a move. He was terrified of losing you and at least as your friend and roommate he could keep an eye on you, protecting you while being there when you needed him. 

Eddie spanked you hard and you whimpered at the feeling as he leaned over you to kiss along your shoulder; his ear closer to your lips so we could absorb those gorgeous sounds coming from them. The metalhead struggled to get along with anyone but could always connect with you and Steve. You always made him feel like a person and not the freak everyone thought he was. There was that level of insecurity within him though that felt you could do better than him. He always wanted to tell you how much he truly loved you but, like Steve, was so scared of losing you. 

Truth be told, they needed you as much as you needed them. 

“Fuck me…I’m gonna fucking cum. Do-do you feel comfortable with us—”

“Yes!”, you cut Steve off. “Fuck yes—mmm—please. Fill me up, Daddy.”

“God fucking hell—”, his voice strained as he tightly gripped your hips, trusting into you roughly as his spend released inside of you. 

Eddie wrapped his arm around your chest, pulling you up against his own as his fingers reached between your legs to rub your clit. 

“Cum, pretty girl. Fucking squeeze us both as fucking hard as you do. Come on, baby.” He kept urging you as he pumped faster.

“What-what should I—fuck—call you? Are you Daddy to?”

“I’m whatever you want me to be, princess. As long as you do what I say.”

Your arms clung to his as you placed your lips against his ear. “I know—mmm—you’re an amazing…dungeon master. Do-do you want to be my master to?”

The moan that left his throat was too much for you as your eyes closed and you came. Eddie soon followed, pounding into you roughly till he grunted against your skin and released his seed inside of you. 

The three of you collapsed on the bed, panting as you tried to catch your breaths. As Steve started to stand however, you quickly reached for his arm. 

“Don’t leave!”

“Whoa! Hey, honey, it’s ok. I’m not leaving. I was just going to get something to clean you with because I assumed you wanted to lay here for a little bit before taking a shower.”

He could still see the panic in your eyes until Eddie’s arm slid under yours and pulled you tighter against his sweaty chest. “It’s ok, sweetheart. I’m right here. You’re not alone.”

“Did you wanna take a shower now?” The metalhead chuckles as you nod, Steve smiling as he lifts you into his arms. “Maybe we should do it like this till she gets more comfortable.”

“I’m sorry.”, you pout; afraid your making things too difficult.

“Baby, there’s no reason to be sorry. Now, Eddie, on the other hand should be sorry for how much of mess this fucking bathroom is.”

Said boy who had been getting the shower ready, stood to his full height and playfully squinted at his friend. “Excuse me. Rude. I like my bathroom. I know where everything is.”

“Yeah, on the floor.”

You giggle at their banter as you step into the tub. “I don’t mind your bathroom, Ed.”

“THANK YOU, princess.”

After both men follow you in, you stand still allowing them to clean and take care of you. There was a vast difference between this time and last time. The biggest one being while they had been rough with you there wasn’t any lingering intense pain. You ass stung where they had spanked you but it was a good burn that had you softly sigh as you leaned back against Steve’s chest. 

You were already sore between your legs and your ass but it was a dull, lingering pain that you knew would have you constantly thinking about them and how good they made you feel. 

That garbage feeling you had come to know after each sexual encounter wasn’t present here. All their attention was on you and as they continued to care for you, you felt your brain slowly return and leave that previous headspace you were in. They never pushed you or made you feel rushed. Because you had felt so heavy and collapsed in his arms last time, Eddie always kept his hand or arm on your waist just in case. 

If you happened to feel that clingy impulse, you would rub your nose into Steve’s chest and he would smile softly as he held you to him. After you and they were clean, they quickly dried you, shoved a shirt over your head, and jokingly tossed you back into bed.

Eddie chose to remain naked, lighting a cigarette as Steve thew on some boxers before laying on either side of you. 

“Fuck. Look at me being a dick. Y/N, is it ok if I smoke this close to you?”

“It’s fine, Ed. I don’t mind.”, you grin. There was a comfortable silence that feel over the room as you laid together. Your smile grows as you place your hand on Steve’s chest. “Um, so I’ve never done roleplay or any other punishment type stuff before but I’m opening to trying anything you suggest. Just nothing too violent… like don’t punch me or anything.”

“Who wanted to punch you?!”

“No one! I just… I’m still learning…”

“Sweetheart, no one should be punching or kicking you.” Eddie raised his arm and you lifted your head to rest on top of it. “Did you like what we did here?”

“Yeah!”, you exclaim a bit too excitedly making them chuckle. “I, um, I didn’t hate the belt with my ex. I just—he just—”

“It’s too hard. Y/N, is that your way of saying you’d like to add that into our thing here?”, Steve smiles coyly. 

“I think as long as I’m with you two, I’ll like anything you try.”

Eddie squished the cigarette into the ashtray, rolling onto his side to face you. “Is it ok if we try, maybe, taking you out to dinner or a movie?”

“Eddie, of course. I love hanging out with you guys.”

“That’s not what he means, honey.”

“Oh…”

“Before you said you didn’t want this to be a one-time thing but you didn’t actually say if—”

“You wanted to be our girl or just do this.”, the man gestures around the bed. 

You scoot your body further down the mattress and grab Eddie’s cheeks as you place your lips on his. As you roll over, you do the same with Steve before settling down fully in the metalhead’s embrace. 

“’Our girl?’ Is this the 60’s? Are you going to give me your jacket pin, Steve Harrington?”, you teased. 

“If that’s what you want, pretty girl. Hell, I’ll do whatever I have to do to show the world how much I love you.” His tone dropped to a more serious register as he reached out to caress your cheek. “WE love you.”

Eddie lightly gripped your jaw, turning you to face him. “We do. Now I don’t have a jacket pin but I can tattoo my name on you somewhere.”

“No!”, you laugh as his fingers tickle up your sides. “I love you to. I’d love to be your girl."

[bioluminescentfrog]

for which ranked player do you have the most channel points for, and why? got any recommendations for people to watch?

NONNIEEEE thank you for this ask i love you forever. OK so the ranked guys! As for most points, its kinda hard since some people are on and off ranked, but for people i would generally consider ranked players, I 100% have the most for rowl, simply bc 1- hes good background noise 2- ive been watching him the longest 3- he doesnt have any points redemptions. I'm at 94.9k for him, then next is hax with 74k and two meow purchases, then mongey with 48.7k and. i have redeemed so many bigbigmongeys. And finally doog with 32k points. ish. I have the most from hax bc he streams at great times for me usually and i have a sub, so extra points :')

BUT YEAH RECS honestly just those 4 that i mentioned, i love them very much. If you want a yapper, I would say hax all the way- he's very energetic usually, a great player (although inconsistent), and even though he's working on the 100 hardcore challenge at the moment, he still does ranked occasionally. He listens to mostly piano, which i really like. most streamers have mid music and its tolerable at best, but imo but hax music goes hard ^-^

Second, i think bigbigmongey is awesome. He doesnt play music, so you can do your own music, he's a good player, and honestly, he's the most expressive nomic streamer. Very chaotic, but very funny, so i always have a good time in his chat. You will also see many tumblrinas there :^ in general, good player, hilarious guy, and very silly all around

Third is Rowl, i mostly watch him when im very sleepy as his music isnt very chaotic, and i have fallen asleep to his streams many times. Rowl is a fun player to watch if you want a good player, but be careful, his chat is scary and he can get tilted easily. It terrifies me. I think ive sent maybe 10 messages ^-^

Last but not least is doog. I love how he plays minecraft (?) Like yes, he is cracked, i think we're all aware of that, but he has a way of scouting terrain and reacting in-game when something gets messed up that feels very. him. Again, mostly a streamer i watch as background noise at night or when i wake up, but i do still enjoy his streams

Additionally, Ive started watching retropog recently and even though his stream times suck for me and he doesnt stream often, he's a mic aussie streamer and honestly. just seems very chill. yk. Beefsalad also has very pleasant streams, also i get to see carlos (the dog) every time he uses tiktok :] dolqin is another good runner and fun streamer but he doesnt stream much. oxidiot too!!! there are just too many fantastic runners to fit into one post. but yeah! those are my frogs. my guys. blorbos from my ranked. i hope you like them :D

[ohmygs-blog]

warning: didnt reread before sending, just me yapping lmfao

ik everybody goes thru phases, that's how we discover n experiment w diff hobbies, and so for some phases you'll go thru burnout eventually which i get cos ive definitely gone thru different phases of the content i like to create for my kpop acct (ie. i was rlly into editing like graphic design style but burned out from it and went on to gif making instead),, ANYWAYS MY POINT IS- you are one of the few writers i think as a reader i would be so sad to see burn out because i enjoy reading your stuff so so much. this isn't to like shame or pressure you if u do move on from writing, but rather just wanted to say how much i hope your creative fuel will continue to burn, not to feel guilty if it doesn't work out but that know it'd be such a big loss to czennies who love ur work :(

wanna reiterate that in no way is this telling u you'll let ppl down bc that is NOT the case, but rather how precious u and ur blog are to us n we value u sm in our little corner of the internet<3

sawree i am very clearly not a writer idk how to explain stuff but pls know u r so so so loved here and we appreciate all the hard work u put in for us to read, n for free too ?? ur truly a gem 🤍

you are so beyond sweet and i’m so thankful for you and your nice words :(( i love being on this little corner of the internet and i’m glad u guys enjoy my work so much 🥹🥹this message was so sweet to get and i’m so thankful you took the time to leave it for me :))

i can’t believe how much love and support i’ve gotten from all of you guys and i’m always always grateful. hopefully, fingers crossed i won’t burn out because i love writing and all of you guys.

honestly speaking i do feel better now, and i’ve gotten like two requests done lol. i have older ones that i wrote and just weren’t happy with, so ill be looking them over n rewriting. but yes for now, im back and im so happy!!! :D

[liquidstar]

hi from one OC creator mutual to another i just wanna say i have been seeing all your OCs whenever you post them and your dedication to making full body refs of so many little guys just floors me. like i may not fully know whats going on there (though id like to) but your art and dedication to it is amazing. i just thought id say so bc ive thought so for a while i just dont know how to say shit like this without sounding weird LOL. anyway tldr you have such an incredible drive to create and its awsome and i love your OCs never stop posting okbye

HI OMG sorry im replying late i got kind of busy for a sec there, but i love this ask to much its so sweet <3 i promise you dont sound weird at all!!!

i really appreciate the encouragement too! making a lot of full body refs is taxing but its also like. a passion project kind of so i cant not! even though im really excited to almost be done w it (im working on commissions rn though so its on a bit of a pause for now!)

ive seen you talk about your ocs too!! i saw your tags on my post from a couple days ago and read through them :D you have a really cool concept and like, OCs meant for games are sooo interesting to me bc idrk much about #gaming so i have no idea how to create a story for one really! so it similarly floors me when people are able to do that. its like a different skillset for mentally planning the narrative i think, and on top of that is how the games themselves would work... it seems like a lot of thought and planning and its really awesome to me!

id also like to know more about your OCs too :) whenever you wanna talk about them my dms and askbox are open! discord too! i'm finn_again. i like hearing about OC stuff and obvs if you wanna know stuff too that also rocks bc i love sharing lol

but again tysm for the motivation! if i can help it i will never stop posting and keep drawing them :) i hope that once im done w the "drawing all the refs" project i can pop out some more misc stuff, like alt outfits or au concepts or even comics (funny or serious) and maybe that way people will also be more interested than just introduction/reference posts 😅

for both of us though, i hope we get to share our stories with the world for real. like you said in the tags of that other post, these things are like our babies. and i wanna see them grow up strong and have them leave the nest for others to enjoy hehe. seriously, good luck with everything bc im always cheering on other ppl who have passion projects like this, they mean everything in a way thats hard to describe! so! i believe in you and wish you the best!!!!

[silentstaresfanficandfanart]

very rough VERY EARLY acess to the game im making for mermay :) its a fishybois dating sim

you can't meet the shark boi yet but the routes in the game are

also i fricked up on some funfacts about jellyfish because i was tired i know they're coldblooded the games gotta be fixed in some weird places but i mostly am uploading so those who wanna acess the very first version of the game can, it includes some of the most basic features and a little story but you dont really get further than the first date

CREDIT TO RICOTTA WHO I WILL LINK IF THEY LIKE FOR THEIR AMAZING OST THEY MADE FOR IT SINCERELY I ACTUALLY CRIED :') THE MUSIC YOU HEAR IN THE GAME AQUARIUM IS BY HIM PLEASE SUPPORT MY BEAUTIFUL SON

marine biologist: Nikko, your coworker who wont stop making ocean puns, a sweet lil guy! he's just a funny little guy :D normal huma guy! platonic route means hes like, your bestie and kind of like a goofy brother character to you

jellyfish prince: Naonari, the pathetic prince of the sea, a literally sopping wet creature that got so sad no one liked him when he got plopped in charge of his kingdom after an entire lifetime of 'sit in tower and read and never have friends' that he gave up on ruling and flopped face first onto a beach util Nikko found him and took him in, he needs you to teach him how to like, have friends...and a social life. if you chose platonic route he can either be a big brotherly or younger brotherly figure toward you depending on how you view it

The terrestrial biologist: Ketsueki the shark man. He is trying desprately to obey his personal code of ethics regarding his interactions with land creatures, and so if you hug him he'll probably cry because he thinks he'll be a terrible researcher if he hugs you or speaks to you, despite this, you can romance him and he'll stop being so silly about it. Nerdy shark boi. if you chose the platonic route he becomes a sort of fatherly/big brotherly figure to you instead :)

you cannot romance anyone yet but you can get to know them a litlte :) game is HEAVILY in development plans are in the works to rework sprites and such, but i hope you enjoy!

i tried to upload it to itch several times and it said no because i had too many files so sorry its a google drive thing :') i hope that's not a dealbreaker

heres some screenshots! again this is early development so it looks crunchy but hey its free so-

also yes ive realized theres a problem with the text boxes fading out like that ill have to correct clearly based on how its become very hard to read- sorry about that

and seriously please ignore the weird mistakes i made with the jellyfish funfacts <3 just uh, pretend i got it right okie dokie~

[bonesandthebees]

HI! this is an anlysis ask but i saw spruces ask and was like oh no did i do something, and wanted to say that in my last ask i wasnt trying to be negative or anything about niki, i just was talking abt what we were discussing in stars discussion in the discord. didnt mean to try and pressure you in any way, im not upset abt niki or anything! :) now onwards!

so proud abt stars, its amazing, loved the new chapter, super excited for epilouge aswell!

"i need to talk to my boys" AHHAHAJHDBHGDUYBEDGJSJSHLDKJ my childhood traumatized, found family loving, i wish that was me self is SCREAMING >:3

"never trust a traitor" love that quote sm, i cant explain or really describe why but there is something about it that i was just like, oh damn that slaps

glass divine: ive never read someone elses dream, and im not 100% sure i plan to, but i WILL be reading through a glass divine! so hyped >:D

tubbo's betrayal: i want to say i saw it coming so clearly, and honestly, the little voice in my head did, but part of me was also like, nooooo tubbo, he will get hurt, save tub boi, so i was 100% in denial lmao

so glad they got to hug it out man so happy 10000000/10

overall, it was amazing. (are we rly surprised, its always amazing since it is Bee) so so proud, so grateful, and i gotta say, this is the best fic ive ever read. i loved it. i will be buying copies for all of my friends, and if you ever do a book signing, i will be there (if i can convince someone to take me) ill be there in spirit no matter what. you are my favorite author. much love to you, and i hope you know how amazing you are, and that you understand how hard to do this is, dont be afraid to take a break after stars is 100% over, because this is a huge project thats taken you super long, and its done, dont be upset about that, and if you need anything at all, we are here! sorry for being sappy fren but im so proud! <3

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omg no king anon you're fine, there was someone in my comments on ao3 who posted some critique that I made a post complaining about so that's what spruce was referring to. you're totally fine I promise!!

I knew the "I need to talk to my boys" line would get people screaming (and tbh I was so excited to write that too)

THANK YOU I was so proud of the "never trust a traitor" bit

literally no pressure to read someone else's dream you don't need to and tbh I do not like someone else's dream that much bc of how I rushed it so... also glass divine is gonna deviate from it so you literally have no need to read it. so glad you're excited for glass divine!!

awww thank you so much king anon. if I ever do actually get to publish stars as an original novel that'd be a dream come true, but we'll have to wait and see if it's something I'm able to do. I'm so happy you enjoy my stories though. and don't worry about me! I'm not taking a break because I actually need a writing project going on at all times or else I have no creative outlet and I get very stressed. I love writing so much and while I know I COULD took a break, I genuinely don't want to. I always make sure I have something planned I can be working on or else I just feel way too restless. I'm just so happy I have readers who I know will read and support whatever silly story my brain decides to come up with next :)

thank you for the kind words you guys are seriously the sweetest <3

[pink-lemonadefairy]

HI VIVIIII ❤️❤️❤️ i'm so late to responding i'm so sorry D: im trying my best in school rn and so far its going well! ^^ i hope you're doing good too!!! ♪(´ε｀ ) new environments are always so terrifying but i believe that you can settle in well ❤️ i'm so lucky to live near my school so i can still live at home, you're so strong for living away from home i could never (･_･; and i hope you're able to connect with ur roommates too! i'm an extrovert so i think it'd kill me to not have anyone to talk to (｡ì _ í｡) i'm so glad i have the time to pop in to talk to you!! i saw u posted a little leehan fic and i'm so excited to read it!!! i'm gonna go do that rn heheh ALSO THAT TWEET??? literally me and sungho 💔💔💔💔 i literally was in tears when i opened that i can't believe it reminded you of me (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) ily 💞

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HIIII MY SWEETIE 💗💗 it’s okay omg don’t worry about it!! i know school can be so so busy (😒😒 why is it like that…) i’m soooo happy to hear it’s going well though <3 your hard working is paying off so much i’m sure (｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ i’m doing a lot better, i think!! :D thank you for asking ml. im enjoying my classes and ive been settling into a nice routine! and its getting better with my flatmates >< i think it was just a bit rocky at the start cause we hadn’t seen each other in like 4 months and before then we weren’t super close. but everything’s much better now :3 i need to be a bit more outgoing tbh, like…i could spend all day in my room without speaking to anyone and be completely fine 😭 its bad…gotta fix that lol!! its sooo lovely that you can living at home omg, i bet that’s so nice :( id kill for that scenario but its also really nice to experience being away from family too kinda…when the homesickness isn’t awful lol 💔

YOUR REBLOG GENUINELY MADE ME TEAR UP 🥹 like im not even joking my heart soared in my chest. thank you so so so much for the kind words, then and also every time before :( not sure what i did to deserve such love but i treasure it so so much! 💓💝💗💕

it’s literally you guys i swear 😭 anything whale related that i see i think of you honestly!! <3

here’s a bear for you my sweet :D 💓💓💗 LOVE U SM!

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[amousewithnocheese]

yeah i love fish very much :3 its kind of a problem i have fish stuff all over my bag and my notebooks have fish stickers and my feeds on social media are all cute animals and fish, i dont really know why i picked the dog emoji now that i think about it but ive kept is for so long anyways

yes!!!! i have a sleepover with my friend on friday! im so excited because i almost never have sleepovers with her since we both are taking hard classes and we are so so excited :D

this is kind of random but this year i feel so happy because i feel like i finally foubd my group of people like i get along with everyone in that group and theres no drama and we are all into similar things and like they never make me feel left out it makes me so happy to finally be included

anyways back to the sleepover i dont know what we are gonna do tho we were thinking of movies to watch but we cant think of anything lol im still excited anyways!!!!

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oooo okay im going to try to respond to this quickly so you don’t have to wait too too long :)

i love that you love fish!! a lot of my special interests i keep internally (like my phone rn is spiderman themed but i don’t have stickers or anything sadly) but i love that you express yours!! turn your entire everything into fish themed. buy a fish themed couch.😄😄

yay! i love sleepovers so much actually; i haven’t had one in a while but they’re happy happy happy~ i hope it’s so fun and great!

im so happy for you!! finding your people is so satisfying and affirming and makes you feel good inside and you deserve that! i hope/believe it’ll work out lovely for you, 🐶 :)

(im the kinda person to give people casual nicknames in conversations so im gonna use peoples tags as if they’re names hehe)

hmmm you could watch some early holiday movies? like the nightmare before christmas hehe orrrrrrrr uhhhhh some mutual shows you guys both enjoy? if you guys like cartoons boy do i have recommendations B)

also i dunno if this is too sappy (forgive me if it is) but thank you for conversing with me via asks! it makes me really happy :)

[actualbird]

“The Journal of NXX Investigation Team Behavioral Studies” | a compilation of fan analyses on the ToT characters within the NXX Investigation Team.

hello, everybody! after how many months since i first decided to do this little project, it’s finally finished: a fully layouted PDF compilation of every single ToT analysis ive written from aug 2021 to now, feb 2022.

this whole thing is a labor of pure self-indulgence on my end and also an early valentine’s day gift to this fandom cuz you guys have always been so supportive and kind. i had a blast working on this and i hope some people out there can enjoy it :D

anyway, below is the link to download the PDF and also a little blurb i wrote too hehe.

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LINK TO DOWNLOAD

Why is Luke Pearce so damn guilty about everything? Does Artem Wing know how to chill out? Why is Marius von Hagen being the youngest something probably important? And why on EARTH is Vyn Richter Like That? All your questions about Tears of Themis characters may or may not be answered. Somebody surely tried very hard to answer them by studying these characters under a microscope.

This compilation is a total of 17.1k words and is 44 pages long.

This work is completely free and does not make profit in any way, shape or form from this game. All rights of Tears of Themis belongs to MiHoYo.

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EDIT AS OF SEPT 11, 2023: there is now a sequel to this!! read and download “The Journal of NXX Investigation Team Behavioral Studies: Vol 2” :DDD

[gxnic]

general kento nanami headcanons

cw: gn! reader. there’s nsfw stuff but that’s separate from the sfw stuff

a/n: hey y’all, so this is my first *real* post here on tumblr. i’ve written fanfic b4 and have posted it before (albeit i’ve deleted everything i’ve ever posted fanfic wise) but i’ve never posted on tumblr! i wrote a small drabble and posted it to test the waters and that’s about it. since this is where i read most of my fanfic i figured lol why not writing is one of the casual hobbies i’ve always had anyways. about the headcanons, ive seen the jujutsu kaisen volume 0 movie three times already and it hasn’t even been out for a week, so i’m in a jujutsu kaisen writing mood. i have a nice one shot planned for both yuji and gojo (separately. obviously.) so if u want u can look forward to that, but for now i thought i’d start off lighter. hope u enjoy! :)

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sfw

ok so

starting off strong

coming from a plus size woman herself anybody who’s ever said nanami wouldn’t like a plus size partner is completely fucking wrong????

like omfg

he would love the feeling of your soft body in contrast up against his hard and rough muscles

this man definitely tries to live a healthy lifestyle. work out regularly, eat healthy, the whole shebang

however he’s the type of man who finds it extremely classy when somebody isn’t afraid to indulge in the simple pleasures of life

and he just wants u to be happy while doing it

don’t get me wrong he would encourage u to be healthier but when u ask if that was his way of trying to politely say you need to lose weight he would be genuinely flabbergasted bc no that’s not what he meant at all that thought literally never even crossed his mind he just wants you to be healthy and live a long life

doesn’t mean he won’t also indulge himself with u tho lmaoooo

like i feel like he acts all committed to this super strict diet and routine but in reality he doesn’t stick to it that often regardless of the fact he feels like he should bc life is short who cares? certainly not nanami

anyway pls never talk negatively abt ur body bc he will ask why it even matters every single time before complimenting u cause ain’t no way ur ever gonna talk badly abt urself and him just let it slide

long story short no matter what ur body looks like he thinks ur beautiful like weight ≠ beauty in his mind

anyway on a completely unrelated note

he snores lolllllll like rly loud

and he sweats in his sleep a lot too idc

it’s cute tho

blanket stealer too and when u guys wake up and u tell him he was hogging the blankets in his sleep he gets all embarrassed and won’t look u in the eye and denys it even tho he knows he does it he just can’t admit it

which usually isn’t that big of an issue cause y’all are glued together in your sleep anyways

cuddling alllll the time deadass

he always likes the air conditioning to be set pretty cold D:

like he’s definitely the kind of person who knows immediately if someone changes the temperature even one degree

he’s a good cook tooooo omg

for some reason i feel like he excels at italian food don’t ask me why i don’t know

like nanami would make the most fire pasta

but yeah he’s a good cook

he’s also rly flexible

i mean for the record think of what he has to do for his job of course he’s flexible

but he in particular is super flexible like he can do all that cool contortionist shit if he tried (which he won’t cause he’d be too embarrassed)

also he spoils u

like duh that much is obvious ofc nanami spoils his s/o but like….

yeah he totally spoils u.

he’s not really a religious dude tbh

like if ur religious that’s cool he’ll accept that he’s not gonna shame u and he’ll happily listen to u talk about it

but most of the time he’d just rather talk about something else

most of the time he’s just calling you by your first name but on the rare occasion when he does call u a pet name that’s when u know he’s feeling affectionate and wants ur attention

he doesn’t call u very many pet names either he’ll call you “sweetheart” the most, “beautiful” too and also maybe “darling” on the days he’s feeling extra affectionate

like it’s super easy to tell when he wants to just say f everything and be all over you

he doesn’t rly like pda so he’s super touchy at home

he likes to hug you from behind

his favorite cuddling positions either consist of him being the big spoon or him laying down on your chest

like i can see after a rly long day he wants nothing more than to come home get dressed comfortably and crash right on top of you laying his head in ur chest and putting his arms around you and feeling your hands through his hair

he would find the rhythm of your breathing and your heartbeat very comforting

especially after the horrors he’s forced to witness on a daily basis

you’re a comforting reminder that he’s alive

he’s just really obvious with how much he loves you

like even b4 y’all got together it was really obvious he thought he was super badass and hid it rly well tho LOLLL spoiler alert he didn’t

the thing that sold it the most pre your relationship was the way you’d always feel and catch his eyes glued to you

+++ it’s not easy to fluster nanami, but considering even the simplest of gestures from you turned his face and ears pink? yeah duh ofc he likes u

he tries to cover his face when he blushes too but he’s rly bad at it LOL like he’ll put his hand over his mouth and extend his thumb and fingers over his cheeks to try and hide the redness but it never works

like he’ll stay composed but his body’s reactions give it all away

hear me out i feel like he’d like a friendly talkative s/o

like maybe not somebody who’s as eccentric as gojo 24/7…

but definitely somebody who’s lively as long as they know when to be serious and is capable of remaining composed in a situation that calls for it

he would appreciate it to no end if you were able to get him to lighten up a little and be less of the stick-in-the-mud that he knows he is

he’s the slow dance with you in your kitchen in your pajamas type guy

but honestly no matter who u are

just one glance at u and he’s smiling to himself thinking abt how in love with u he is

you’re his biggest motivation, after all, and no matter how long the two of you are together you never stop giving him butterflies

nsfw

oof oof oof oof oof

oh to engage in the devils tango with this man

whenever mappa animates him loosening or taking off his tie it’s always so focused on and detailed like whatchu tryna say huh?

yeah he ties your wrists together with his tie lolllll

like ok listen

i don’t think he’s sex dungeon level kinky

but i also don’t think he’s completely vanilla either

he’ll blindfold u, tie ur wrists together, maybe your ankles if he’s rly feeling it

he can be reallyyyyyyy rough too

generally he tries to be gentle but if he’s ever really pent up or angry or frustrated abt something he wants to rid himself of that anger in a healthy way and sexual release is a go to for him

those are the circumstances where he’ll be rougher with u

he usually apologizes after though

and if u were the one to ask him to be rougher he’ll do so with pleasure but he’ll definitely still seek reassurance afterwards and ask you if what he did was to your satisfaction

he’s generally the more dominant one

he likes obedience

he’s okay with you taking the lead too but he prefers if it’s nothing too extreme

he feels bad asking u but god he loves getting sucked off so much :(<3 sweet baby

especially after work when he’s feeling especially exhausted and he’s had a bad day and he’s lazing around he loves nothing more than some good ass head and then cuddling to sleep

he’s a giver too don’t think anything less

he’s always between your thighs before he’s actually inside of you whether it’s his mouth or his fingers

he’s cool with using toys on you too, he actually really likes it

he doesn’t see sex toys as a threat he sees them as his best friend god healthy masculinity is so hot

u can use ur imagination to think about how he’d use them on u >:)

also nanami isn’t a one night stand guy

like hear me out i don’t think he sees sex as some crazy sacred act or anything

it won’t take all that long after you guys get together for him to be okay with dicking you down

but he doesn’t fuck anybody he’s not in a stable relationship with

meaning that, yeah, he isn’t a virgin, but he probably has some awkward first time story with somebody he slept with once and since then he’s only slept with one other person he was in a relationship with

like… he has experience, but not a lot of it

don’t get me wrong tho his stroke game is crazy

he 100% puts in the effort to figure out what you specifically like and don’t like

it’s definitely always a focus of his to first and foremost please you

he teases u but also praises u

like full on degradation? no not his style

but teasing yesssssss he loves it he loves seeing you squirm from just his words

like god just imagine his chest up against your back with his arms running down your sides and hips while he’s whispering teases into your neck goddddd i wish i wish

he also likes it when u scratch up his back hehe

he likes it when you leave marks on him and he leaves marks on you in places people can’t see

he doesn’t think it’s classy when people walk around with hickeys and such on full display however knowing he has marks/you have marks on your bodies that only the two of you know about is something that turns him on

also, if you’re fem bodied, he’s a hardcore tits man. i will die by this.

boobs in his face yesssssssss

[g0ldengubler]

lunchtime ~ spencer reid

A/N: THIS IS VERY UNEDITED VERY HORRIBLE WRITING! i just wanted to get this out. this is a kink i have but never really talked about it. but i hope u still enjoy! it’s very weird so if you don’t want to read it you don’t have to :)

Category: smut (NSFW18+)

CW: rough sex, riding, doggystyle, special guests listening in

Summary: spencer reid works a lot. he’s an fbi agent, he can’t help but be a workaholic! but when you guys finally get time to yourselves, what happens when it’s risky interrupted?

Word Count: 2078

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having a boyfriend who works in the FBI isn’t all rainbows and sunshine. Because of his job, Dr.Spencer Reid was always either gone on a case or working on cases at home. he could be doing it in the office, but spencer was a sweet guy and made a middle ground to see his girlfriend more. he was just as passionate about her as he was with his job, calling her every night when he was away, making sure to treat her when he got back or when he was done for the day. he made sure she knew she was important to him, which wasn’t something she ever felt from a guy who was a workaholic.

today was just like every other day. spencer got to do case files at home as there was no case as of then. Y/n tried her best to take care of him while working, as a return of the favor. She made him his favorite waffles that morning and even made him a fresh cup of coffee just the way he likes it-a cup of sugar with coffee to mix. He kissed her on the forehead, convinced that he didn’t deserve her. once he was done he went straight to work. In a way, y/n pretty much worked with him as his personal Penelope Garcia, as he was an old man when it came to computers.

it was lunchtime at this point. y/n walked into his office and stood in the door frame, watching his fingers move down the page in his book as he read. his fingers made her melt, and he knew that. clouds began to form in her head as thoughts of what he could do with this fingers took hold of her. she didn’t even notice he was wanting her attention as he snapped her out of her daydreams with a snap of his fingers.

“Bubs, are you ok?” spencer asked. he was still at his desk, his finger placed at the spot he was at. you looked back at him from his finger, noticing what he was wearing and it wasn’t helping your case at all. while he was wearing his favorite maroon cardigan that he thrifted (still lux though as it was ralph lauren), he also wore a pair of grey sweatpants. clever of him for the moments he had to video chat with people.

you were quickly out of your thoughts yet again as you felt your body move without you knowing before. you walked towards him as he turned his chair to your side. you noticed he was half hard in his pants, as the imprint of himself showed through. you sat on his lap and ran your fingers through your hair, peppering kisses below his ear. he chuckled, thinking you were being cute, but you were just getting started.

“it’s lunchtime bubs.” you whispered as you softly grind against him.

spencer put his hands on your his after guiding your body to straddle him. he guides them as his lips touch yours. “good,” he said in between kisses, gently rubbing circles over your shorts in the place you wanted him most, “i’m starving.”

not only was spencer the sweetest, softest man you’ve ever met, but he was also the sexiest and dirtiest. he was rough like a wild bear but soft as a teddy bear-taking such good care of you after he ruined you to filth. no one would ever believe the things you two have done together in the past year. no one would especially believe what happened today.

as spencer’s about to slide his hand down your shorts, his phone rang. he groan softly under his breath as his right hand left your side to grab his phone. you were a little annoyed at first, but once he put the phone to his ear, an idea popped into your head.

“hey hotch...” he said. you slowly leaned down and went back to the spot below his ear, sucking and nibbling it softly.

this wasn’t something new to the both of you. it was a fun little game you’d play if either of phones rang while you were in the middle of it, seeing how long they could last at acting normal. by now, spencer had got the hang of it and made it easy for him when it was any of his coworkers. today, however, he was almost struggling.

you heard other voices on the phone as well. you could tell by how low they all sounded that it was 3 of the men on his team.

“yeah, i was um...about to have lunch.”

you decided to try and break him a little, sucking a little bit harder.

“can i call y-“ a soft moan left his lips, cutting him off his sentence. his eyes bulged out of his head as his mouth fell open. you quickly coughed in a lower tone to help him out, trying not to laugh.

“yeah, luke i’m fine,” he said, “just stubbed my toe....shut up morgan!”

you giggled softly to yourself, but not softly enough. you heard laughing from his phone and realized you were busted.

“hi boys!” you said, jokingly sounding seductive.

spencer gave you a look that said ‘are you kidding me?’ which made you giggle even more. you hear morgan on the other end say, “aww, did we interrupt your lunch?”

“yeah, you did! we were just about to get started.”

spencer placed the phone back to his ear, taking a deep breath before speaking. “look seriously can we-“

he paused, listening to whoever was talking. slowly, spencer removed the phone from his ear and covered it with his shoulder. he looked unsure of himself, as if he was trying to gather the courage to speak.

“bubs,” he said weakly, “do you um...uh..d-do you want to...have the phone on speaker?”

you thought for a moment. you were always secretly into things like this, but never told spencer because you thought he would find it weird. but seeing him look kind of into it didn’t help the puddle forming in your shorts.

“you don’t have to if you don’t want to. whatever your comfortable with!”

you thought for one more moment before taking his phone out of his hands and putting it on speaker for him, setting it down on his desk. he looks at you confused.

“let’s put on a show for your coworkers, daddy.”

“ooooo coming in with the big guns already!” said Luke.

“y/n does not play.” said Hotch.

Spencer was frozen in his tracks. he couldn’t believe the words coming out of their mouths, let alone what was going on.

“well come on then daddy, give us a show! my popcorn is getting cold.” teased morgan.

spencer rolled his eyes at morgan before his lips attacked yours. you continued your grinding on him, this time he was grinding back. you moaned through the kiss as his hands went back in your shorts, rubbing circles on your clit.

“oh wow, spencer got a girl to moan like that!” said Morgan.

“is he making you feel good, hun?” asked hotch.

“fuck yesssss!” you let out a long moan as spencer moved faster with his motions. he let out a groan and cursed under his breath. you felt his pressed under your thigh and that made you try to hold in how turned on you really were. you held on for dear life on the armrests of his chair as he leaned back a little bit.

“are you getting close, baby girl?” asked morgan.

“yes yes yes fuuuck daddy please let me cum.”

“you wanna cum for me, angel?” asked spencer.

“yes omg please i’m so fucking close!”

“cum for him, princess.” said Luke.

before you could fall down the hill like on a roller coaster, you felt incomplete as he took his fingers out. you let out a little whine, letting the guys know he didn’t let you cum.

“ooooo doctor genius over there didn’t let her cum, how sad.” teased Luke.

“what are you going to do now?” asked Hotch.

“because she’s about to get fucked and really show you how much of slut she truly is. well, MY slut at least.”

spencer took his painfully hard cock out as you moved your shorts to the side. you felt the head enter you and shortly his whole length was slammed deep inside you before you even make a sound. you let out a quiet gasp before a loud moan escaped from your throat.

he let you adjust, but only for a short moment as he quickly began pounding you, holding you from your ass. you were a moaning mess at this point, letting out more dramatic, pornographic ones for the guys.

“fuck he’s really an animal isnt he?” teased Hotch.

“you like being pounded like a dirty slut?” asked Luke.

you moaned out a yes, but it wasn’t enough for them.

“use your words, baby girl.” said Morgan.

“i love being pounded like a dirty slut!”

“tell them who’s slut you are.” spencer growled.

you held onto him from behind his head and pushed his face in between your tits. “i’m you’re slut, spencer,” you moaned, “i’m daddy’s little slut!”

“you’re such a good girl, y/n.” said Hotch.

“fuck daddy can i cum? please let me cum ive been a good girl!”

“what do you think?” spencer asked.

“cum, baby girl.” said morgan

“cum for him, princess.” said Luke.

“cum hard all over his cock, baby.” said Hotch.

you finally came all over his cock, screaming as the pleasure surged through your body. spencer helped you ride out your orgasm and let you catch your breath.

“holy shit” said Luke.

“oh we’re not done yet,” said spencer, “she deserves a reward for doing so well.”

he takes you off his cock and makes you stand up, flipping you around so you were in front of him, your ass sticking out. he quickly put his cock back inside of you and luke and morgan cheered on. he pounds you harder this time, making sure you lose your voice by the time you’re done.

“youre such a dirty slut,” spencer growled, taking a handful of your hair and pulling it, “letting me fuck you over the phone with not just my friends, my coworkers. you like putting on a show for people? you want people to know how much of a fucking slut you are for me?”

your eyes rolled to the back of your head at his words. the pure filth in them almost pushing you off the edge as you squeezed around his cock. even the guys grew silent.

“fuck keep doing that angel, keep squeezing daddy’s cock like tha-shit im close. you want my cum inside you?”

“oh my god yes please, i want to be full of your cum daddy!”

hearing you say those words through him over the edge as you feel him filling you up, hearing him moan your name and cursing under his breath. he stayed inside you for a bit before he caught his breath and left to go get something to clean you up with. when he comes back he looks at you sitting in front of him, watching his cum drip out of you and onto his work chair. he wasn’t even mad about it.

“you did so good, bubs.” he says, walking over and kneeling in front you before cleaning you up.

“you were amazing, baby!” you say. he comes back up and kisses you, and it was hard to break away. but somehow you did after what felt like hours and laughed at yourselves for what you just did. you then remembered they were still on the phone. spencer grabs his phone and faces it towards them.

“well? how was the show?” you asked.

“holy-“

“fuck.” luke cut morgan off.

you had left them speechless before hotch finally spoke up.

“....we will not speak of this at work.”

[broiunno]

License To Steal - Act VI

License to Steal

ACT VI

Act I // Act II // Act III // Act IV // Act V //Act VI

More License to Steal!JHope here, the spin off is an alt ending to this Act. :)

DUCHESS

---summary: Min Yoongi is your new protection detail upon your return to your father's side after being sent away during a bloody gang war. Now the dust has settled, you've been called back to your old controlled life, and leaving you an unwilling participant in your family's plans. You don't know what they are but you are no longer willing to be the obedient, protected daughter. You don't really care in the least of it makes Yoongi's new assignment hell on earth- So you'll carve your own life out back home on your own terms.

-rating: 18+

-pairing: min yoongi x reader

-word count: 5.6K

-warnings: swearing, gang activities includes drug mention and the slowest of burns, organized crime, toxic af family dynamics, graphic physical abuse, BEWARE IN THIS ACT: Prescription and recreational drug use, violence, blood, graphic descriptions of torture, and murder , Yoongi is not great with jealousy.

Author's note: Welcome to Act VI. Please don't be a silent reader. I love talking to you guys and I hope you're enjoying this fic. Thank you :D Please like, comment, share, send asks, etc. It may help me crank the next act out and I need the pick me up. :D As ever @chelsea-chee is the most beautiful human and her works are all wonderful. She also brings me out of writing funks

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You weren’t sure how you were going to be able to stay in your room while your injuries healed. Jungkook was fine for company, aside from the intense sexual tension. He had ordered you food as he promised; you ate and relaxed in bed after taking the pills Yoongi had left you. After a nap that was closer to a comatose state than sleep, you found yourself being pulled into listening to Jungkook’s intense explanation of the thriving economic success of the city he was building on his mobile game. You couldn’t help the slight emptiness you felt as you finally reached down and flipped your phone over to glance at the screen. You don’t know why you bothered looking at it for anything other than the time. None of your friends from New York had reached out, and the only communication you had received on it was Yoongi. Social media was out, and you were sure you wouldn’t have responded to your old friend group even if they HAD contacted you. You had always been the first to laugh at the revolving door of people that cycled through your friend group. Now you lay in bed alone and cold at the thought that none of your friendships were built on a foundation stronger than money and parties.

You sighed as you registered the time: eight pm. You don’t know why it took you so long to notice the small red one on top of your messaging app. You didn’t know why your stomach lurched downward as you opened the message, biting on your bottom lip and wincing before releasing the flesh with a tiny gasp of pain. Jungkook’s words died in his throat as his eyes snapped to you and he reached out and snagged the pill bottle Yoongi had left. “Take more if you hurt Noona. It’s why Yoongi-hyung left them,” he said softly as he shook two out into his large palm. The worry and disapproval was evident on his face, the skin between his brows creased hard enough to show his “11”’s. His undeniably adorable expression served as a brief distraction from the cause of your distress. You glanced down at your phone, feeling your face scrunch in distaste as you let the text sink into your being.

“Fuck him, give me one more,” you said, flushing when you noticed how gravelly your voice sounded. “He’s a dick. He doesn’t care about anything but making my dad happy. He’s a fucking tool.” You held out your hand for him to drop the pills into, eyes still trained on the message. After a few moments of having your arm extended, you looked at Jungkook, snapping your fingers and sighing loudly in annoyance. The look on his face was nothing short of shocked.

“Noona, you don’t seriously believe that do you?” He scoffed and shook his head. You rolled your eyes hard and stretched your fingers wider to accent your empty palm. He hesitated before he shook out an additional pill. “You shouldn’t take three. We all have some of these in case we get hurt ya know? I’ve never taken more than two,” he said but slowly dropped them into your hand. “He’ll just take them away if you take too many,” he finished in a pouty grumble, settling back into the chair after setting the pill bottle back on the nightstand.

You rolled your eyes once more and tossed the pills into the back of your throat without a second thought, dry swallowing. “I’m aware of what I’m supposed to take. I also am aware of what I want to take. Thanks,” you snapped, not withholding the venom from bleeding into your tone. You couldn’t help but enjoy the satisfaction that rushed through you when you noticed Jungkook’s eyebrow slip up into his wavy fringe, the only sign of his initial astonishment. You knew he wouldn’t tell you no, not if Yoongi hadn’t explicitly instructed him on your medication intake. He would disapprove, but not refuse. Still, it seemed as if your tone had slithered under that irresistible skin of his. He clenched his jaw before rolling his shoulders back. Yoongi would want you to stop taking these soon anyway; it was just to get you through the ache of the first day. You weren’t deathly injured, but the dreamless sleep where the hours slipped by easily was something you were already craving. You never claimed you were celebrated for your self control. There was a reason you had gotten on so well with all the socialites and party girls in New York afterall.

You crawled back up to the top of your bed, slipping under the covers. You allowed yourself to savor the feeling of the luxurious sheets against your smooth skin. The peace only lasted a moment before a throb in your chest made your eyes close tightly as you felt the words echo in your head, hearing Yoongi’s cold voice speak them into your mind.

I’m assuming you’re alive since no one’s called me to come back. It would just be a big pain in my ass.

You knew you were a pain in the ass. You had long since accepted and embraced it, but you had maybe let yourself put stock in the idea that Yoongi viewed you as more than his boss’s daughter. You had possibly, deep down, valued the time you had shared as children. You didn’t have many interactions beyond your family and handlers when you were young. Yoongi would always be synonymous with growing up. That text reminded you just how little you meant to him as a person. You were a part of his job. Right at this moment you wondered how realistic it would really be to get away from this entire life. To run and not look back, never have to look at Yoongi’s face again and see the bored apathy that you hated so much in his expression. You weren’t sure when you started imagining his mask slipping. His actions never made much sense to you, but you would never admit that you spent almost all day when you weren’t preoccupied by sleep or Jungkook, wondering why he would have stayed with you last night. Finally, with a soft sigh, you rolled onto your side and pulled the cover higher, managing to drift off.

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You did try to open your eyes fully when the echoing sound of your bedroom door snapping against the wall jarred you into consciousness. The drugs were in full effect: your vision was swimming and blurred as you tried to focus on the male form storming into your room. The speed with which he walked made it impossible, but you did manage to sluggishly turn your head to the corner where Jungkook had been sitting. You were able to at least recognize he was standing, palms outstretched in an appeal of innocence. “Hyung-”

The crack of bones meeting made you struggle to sit up, but the fog of a medically-induced sleep kept your back to the mattress. You blinked owlishly as Jungkook’s groan reached your ears. “Get the fuck out. You’re so fucking incompetent, that you couldn’t understand ‘stand in the HALLWAY’?!” Yoongi’s voice made you stiffen, the quiet rage he started the sentence with crescendoing into a yell by the end. Jungkook touched his jaw and straightened his shirt before putting his hands up again in a show of humility as he made his way to the door.

“She wanted me in here hyung. Not my fault,” he said coldly, but letting out a mocking laugh as he neared the door frame, obviously not apologetic nor phased by the blow to the face. “You shouldn’t have left her like that. I wouldn’t have,” he taunted with a wave of farewell over his shoulder.

“I’ll shoot that little shit in the ankle,” Yoongi growled as he shoved his hand into his hair before spinning on you, his breath still coming in labored pants. You frowned and rolled your eyes half-heartedly before rolling away from him.

“You’re talking a lot of shit for someone who has no idea what I wanted him in here for.” The pure audacity of this man was astounding to you, “Shut the door on your way out,” you managed to slur before blindly stretching out a hand behind you to fumble for the pill bottle. Your heart was still speeding from the wake-up call that was Yoongi’s arrival. Just one more to assist you back into sleep, even though you knew it was truly not needed. As your hand found purchase on the top of the pill bottle and moved to pull it closer, a large hand enveloped yours and squeezed lightly.

“Look at me.” Yoongi’s short command was enough to make you whip your head in his direction at the sheer audacity, but your retort died in your throat as his eyes narrowed on you. “You took enough. You were sleeping so you weren’t in pain,” he pointed out and tugged on the pill bottle, but you tightened your grip milliseconds before his attempted repossession.

“You weren’t here- you don’t know. I’m just trying to not be such a pain in the ass,” you hissed, words still jilted and not really carrying the malice you had intended. The swimming slosh that was your mind steadying as he leaned over you. “Do your fucking job, Min. I’m going to do what I want unless someone who matters tells me otherwise.”

“You took more than two. You can barely open your damn eyes,” he said icily, but you took the moment he used to study your face to spin the top and shake a pill into the back of your throat. You knew you were being petty and childish, but screw him! You watched his lip lift up on one side in disdain, whether it was in regards to your pill popping or words; you couldn’t find it in you to be bothered. “You’re back to calling me Min. Heartbreaking.”

“So what? Like you give a shit? No one cares about how many of these I take anyway. Who would care?”

“Your fiance probably.”

Your sputtering was surely unattractive, and you squinted at him and shook your head. “If I’m unavailable, he will just pick another girl. I’m just trying to go to sleep and not think about this shit show. I’m alive. You established that. What else can I do for you?” You let out a huff and tried to turn away once more, willing the drug to carry you into uninterrupted sleep once more. You also tried to ignore the dip in the bed as you felt Yoongi sit on your mattress, ignoring the exasperated sigh he released.

“You’ll let Jungkook stay with you but won’t ask me to stay?” His words were light but the weight of them settled in your stomach and you begrudgingly rolled onto your back to look at him blearily.

“I’m enough of a pain in the ass just breathing- you want to add having to stay here with me?”

Yoongi blinked in confusion and passed his tongue over his lips. “That’s the second time you’ve called yourself a pain in the ass. Since when were you so self-aware?” His telltale smirk was back, the anger from finding Jungkook in the room with you instead of his assigned post in the hall had seemed to have passed. You weren’t in a forgiving mood, even if Jungkook had sauntered out, unbothered. “Besides, if you’ve been taking these like candy, I probably need to stay,” he noted with a raised eyebrow, pointing vaguely at the pill bottle.

“Let’s start off with the fact you don’t get to say who comes into my room if they are of no threat to me. That’s not your job.” You snapped, feeling your face start to burn in embarrassment as the words continued to spill out of your mouth. You would blame it on the substance swimming through your blood until the day you died. “You called ME a pain in the ass. It’s all about your job. It’s always about him,” you spat, the image of your father coming to the forefront of your mind. “I am sick of bothering you and everyone else. You were out today doing more work for him instead of staying with me. You left.” Your voice cracked and you couldn’t help but avert your eyes in pure shame as you spilled what had truly ruined your day. It hadn’t been seeing your battered face or thinking about the fact you would be sold for monetary gain and convenience. “Jungkook was here because he gives a shit.”

It was that Yoongi had left.

When his cool fingertips brushed under your chin to gently guide your face back to face him, you attempted to not meet his piercing dark gaze but failed. “I’m going to ignore the JK shit right now. I don’t want to talk about him. We’ll deal with that tomorrow. I care about you and me. I sent you that because it’s what I would have said if I was here. You normally would have said something smart ass back. I missed hearing that smart mouth of yours today,” he said gruffly, skimming a finger over your cut lip and tilting his head. “Princess, did me not being here bother you that much?”

His finger trailing on your skin had your core clenching. This was ridiculous, you chastised yourself, and turned your head away, pointing at his folded clothes in response, clearing your throat. “Just change. God only knows what you were up to all day. Those clothes are probably covered in DNA.” His answering smirk made you roll your eyes. You had hit that nail on the head.

“I had to meet Hoseok today.” You blinked as he walked over to grab his clothes, starting to shed his current set. You hadn’t heard that name in forever.

“Glad to know the beast is on a leash,” you grumbled as you sunk back into the pillows, eyes trained on Yoongi’s impromptu strip-show. He raised an eyebrow and shook his dark hair out of his eyes, tilting his head to the side as he unbuckled his belt.

“He’s holding his own leash at this point. I don’t think you remember clearly. He is just willing to sit back and watch like I am as long as it serves him,” Yoongi mused. “I’m going to shower in your bathroom. You should probably try to sleep that medicine off. I’m not giving you anymore so enjoy it,” he said, turning with a short wave, ignoring your middle finger shooting up at his back.

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Yoongi’s POV:

Yoongi knew he shouldn’t have laid a hand on Jungkook, but it was due to the crest of emotion he had been riding into the room. It was all due to news of your engagement, and as he let the hot water pelt his skin he didn’t know how he didn’t think to steel himself to the idea sooner. You were beautiful, rich... and a marriage to you would be advantageous to anyone connected in the underworld. He threaded his fingers into his hair and tugged slightly to try and relieve any of the building pressure in his skull before tilting his face up to the spray.

If you had been a touch more sober he wasn’t sure if you would forgive him for his reaction. It was an overstep to throw him out. Not as far as his job description went, if it was brought up to your father it could be easily concealed as he was protecting the impending nuptials. It was all about his overbearing control he had just smothered you with, but you had still agreed to let him stay. You hadn’t slapped his hand away immediately when he touched you. It meant something right? He would have to apologize to you tonight and then Jungkook at some point.

He turned off the water and reached out for a towel before drying off quickly. He couldn’t seem to help the anxiety he felt that you were waiting for him to join you. He knew it wasn’t smart to keep indulging himself. His plans would result in your father dead, and possibly his own demise. Would opening the vault that contained his attraction to you at this point only end up hurting you? It was likely.

He pulled on the sweatpants once more and grabbed the trash bag he had swiped out of the waste basket next to your sink that now contained his suit. He would torch it tomorrow. He shoved the bag under your sink and grabbed his gun and shirt before entering your bedroom. Yoongi couldn’t help the soft puff of breath that escaped him as he watched your figure curled in bed as he crossed the room and pulled the cover back. He couldn’t help but bite his bottom lip and chew in indecision before he laid the gun and his shirt down on the side table before he crawled in. He should have put the shirt on but he couldn’t help it. He was selfish and weak and he knew it. It was just becoming more clear to him just how weak he was.

Your quiet groan made him turn his head to you as Yoongi watched your sleepily shuffle in bed over to the newfound source of heat. Your hand trailed up his stomach to rest on his chest and he shut his eyes, savoring the heavy touch due to your sleepy state. He couldn’t help but suck in a breath, the soft definition of his abs flexing as he felt his cock twitch to life again. It was debasing, that this was how he was living out his desires but he couldn’t risk hurting you. He had to wait until he carried out his plan. Then, you wouldn’t feel a loss on the off chance you reciprocated any of his feelings. He wouldn’t risk starting anything with you but then leave you upset if he was dead.

Yoongi gently reached his arm up to lay above your head, letting his large hand rest on your head. The action earned a soft grumble and your leg hooking over his. He raised an eyebrow and smirked as he let his eyes shut. He would apologize tomorrow.

Protecting you was the only thing in this hell’s cape that mattered. He was resolute to let the blood flow in the streets until the weight on your shoulders lifted.

===== Y/N POV:

Two weeks of being stuck in this room.

You were sure you would scale the wall, taking inspiration from Rapunzel, if the bruising hadn’t resolved enough to be covered with makeup soon. The routine you had slipped into was uneventful, to say the least. Your laptop was always plugged into the wall and situated in your bed, it’s own little pillow propping it up. A steady revolving schedule of food was presented to you by whoever was staying with you. Yoongi barely left your side, even though the pair of you had slipped into a comfortable silence most days, interrupted by bickering and verbal sparring that would make a bystander wonder if they should intervene.

The overwhelming depression that had overcame you like a wave had ebbed slightly with the establishment of your schedule and Yoongi’s apathetic yet calming presence. When Yoongi did leave you, a double guard of young men you didn’t recognize stood in the hall, never once knocking on your door or disturbing you beyond when you spilled a drink and your resulting cry had the door swinging open immediately as they assessed the situation. Jungkook had not been stationed as your guard since Yoongi’s arrival in your room that first night. You’ve yet to see the hide nor hair of the beautiful young man since you watched him walk out in a haze. The irritation had festered towards Yoongi since that night; he had never even apologized for being a controlling ass. He knew it was one of your biggest issues, understandably so given your father. You felt the emotion blossoming once more in your throat as you sat in front of your mirror, winding a curl around your finger so it laid perfectly.

It was still early in the afternoon, but Yoongi had left briefly, and the same pair of guards had already introduced themselves quickly before Yoongi had stepped out with a quick promise to return before dinner. You had noticed he was tense all morning with you, jabbing at his screen with more annoyance than usual. You had teased him but he didn’t seem open to your jokes, so you had rolled your eyes and resumed your primping. You couldn’t help but to be excited that you may actually feel comfortable stepping into public for the first time in weeks.

Your ears pricked at the sound of the doorknob turning and the soft creak of the door. “You’re kind of early Min,” you said lightly as you slipped your hands into the crown of your head to lift the tresses to a semblance of volume. The dry chuckle you heard had your heart stuttering to a stop and your body tensing to the point of pain, your muscles locking.

“Duchess, you look absolutely ravishing. No wonder Yoongi won’t come play with me anymore.”

“Shouldn’t you be in a padded cell by now?” you snapped, trying to resist the urge to turn, but unable to stop the chill that shook one of your bare shoulders, and you grimaced as your eyes flicked up to meet the smiling man’s gaze in the mirror, his lithe figure hovering a few paces behind you, watching you intently. “Why the hell are you here?” His smile grew into the wide heart that had made your pupils dilate, hyper aware of the situation you found yourself in, and with whom.

“Oh, Yoongi knows I’m up here. He told me to make sure you were almost ready. He wanted to take you out to eat before you go for drinks with your lovely betrothed. He’s busy decoding the man’s entire personality from the conversation he’s having with your father,” Hoseok said blandly, waving a hand in dismissal, but not letting his eyes leave your own in the mirror. “Duchess, you don’t look happy to see me. And here I was all excited to relieve those children outside and say hello. It’s been ages.”

There had always been something that set you on edge about this man, even as teenagers. Then you had heard your father’s men discussing just how much J-Hope enjoyed the jobs he was given by your father. You had always listened as you grew up. Knew that Yoongi was prized for his ability as a teenager to disappear in a crowd and tail someone until they were alone; he could put the bullet in his target and leave without a trace.

Then there was J-Hope. The words that were thrown around the most with the older members of the family were: bloodthirsty, unhinged, hard to control. They wrote it off originally to him just having a youth’s energy, but it had never subsided. That thought had always made you standoffish. Yoongi- you would bicker with as a teen, but you went quiet when Hoseok chimed into whatever argument you had been having and quickly found an excuse to leave.

“Hoseok, we weren’t friends then- why would we be now?” you said dryly and reached for a bullet of lipstick to try and busy your hands. You also felt the need to run today, just like back then, but the way his eyes flashed made your hand pause in taking off the black top of the luxury cosmetic. “Why are you staring at me like that?!” you huffed, trying to recover as you ripped your gaze away from his and tried to refocus as you leaned into the mirror.

The coolness of his hand on your shoulder made you rip the color away from your lips and shrug your shoulder harshly.

“You thought we weren’t friends? You wound me Duchess. I always thought we were flirting,” he purred with a laugh, eyes still blazing as his grip tightened lightly on your skin.

“Just when I thought you couldn’t get anymore deranged,” you hissed and scrunched your nose before rolling your eyes. “Since you’re having those delusions, I don’t need to worry about the fact you said I was going to drinks with that tool that is buying me.” You finished with an eye roll; his appearance was disarming, but not enough to forget his apparent reason for fetching you. “I impolitely decline if I can manage without being manhandled again.”

“That’s not in the cards Duchess. You know I’m nicer than Yoongi though,” Hoseok said lightly, loosening his grip on your shoulder to let a fingertip trail in a small circle on your bare shoulder blade, the off-the-shoulder dress you had chosen now turning out to be a horrible choice as he traced an abstract pattern behind you to your neck. If it had been anyone else, you would have broken their finger. Hoseok wasn’t harmless, but he was if you endured whatever mind game he had in store, at least for Yoongi’s sake.

You hoped.

“You’re nicer huh? That’s interesting. I’m sure that’s why Yoongi had to burn the suit he wore after meeting up with you,” you grumbled and tried to resume applying the lipstick with more confidence. If you were going to have to do this whole impromptu outing thing with the lawyer, you were going to look damn good; at least to wear some sort of armor.

“I mean, of course I am. Yoongi doesn’t let you have any fun. He was complaining to me downstairs that he tried to give you pain meds and you took almost the whole thing he gave you in a few days.” He tsked his tongue and you scoffed and shrugged in dismissal. “You were in New York living the high life then have to come back to that old man. It’s a waste really,” Hoseok said, his voice bland but your eyes had risen back up to watch him carefully, trying to school your expression.

“What are you getting at J-Hope?”

“I’m J-Hope now? Fuck Duchess. It’s hot when you say it,” he joked and pulled his fingertip from your skin to dip into his charcoal grey suit pocket, producing a small bag of white powder. “I just wanted you to have a good time tonight. I know your meal will be enjoyable, we all can see how up your ass Yoongi is.” You opened your mouth to interrupt but Hoseok held up his hand, baggie tucked into his palm with his thumb. “But after dinner you may want this. It’s not a NYC club, but live a little. I know you miss it. I’ll be there, Yoongi will be there. Watching from… well afar, but not really,” he mused and shrugged with a smile.

You narrowed your eyes and pursed your lips as you studied him. “You’re just trying to start shit as usual,” you grumbled but turned to face him properly at last, turning away from the mirror and you ignored his over exaggerated exhale as he looked down at your chest.

“You deserve the world Duchess. Consider it a welcome home present and… me showing my appreciation for how well you grew up.” The purr had another round of goosebumps breaking out and you held out your palm expectantly.

“Come on. I appreciate it but I’m not doing some weird shit,” you grumbled and felt heat rise up your neck at the sound of his bright laugh, smile not leaving his face. His appearance was so at odds with the facts you knew. You honestly had the feeling a crack would appear on the surface of his cheek soon from the stretch of his lips.

“What do you take me for? I would only play with you if you trusted me, and you don’t for whatever reason. I would love nothing more than to have you in bed and run something pretty and sharp over this skin. It is so soft. Like nothing bad has ever touched it… I want to change that,” he said softly, and you felt your muscles tense again.

“No one is cutting me up over some coke,” you snapped and stood quickly, starting to move past him until his hand shot out to snag your elbow to impede your escape.

“Duchess, it’s not about that. It’s about the fact I could press too hard and cut into you, but that’s not the point. It’s the fact that you're right on the edge of danger but you trust me enough to not flay you.” The seductive tone that entered his voice made your hair stand on end. You couldn’t help the squeak that emerged as he passed his delicate nose against your hair, and you jerked violently out of his grasp.

“Give it to me and wait outside, you sick bastard,” you demanded, trying and failing to keep the shake out of your voice. His laughing response made him fold over slightly as he tossed the small bag on your vanity.

“I think I’ll stay here. I’m not Yoongi; you can’t just order me around like a dog.You’d be the one on the leash after all.” His words made you unconsciously put a hand up to your collarbone and drum out a nervous rhythm. You couldn’t help but to watch him carefully as he continued; you had some sense of self preservation. “ You’re cute, I’ll give you that. I heard you even have Jungkook risking his neck to get inside you,” he said, the seductive tease gone as he strode over to the chair and sat in it with more grace than he had any right to possess.

“Jungkook shouldn’t be risking anything. I’m not married yet. Who I decide to sleep with is my business,” you said coldly as you moved to your closet and fished for an appropriate pair of shoes to finish your outfit. The answering laugh was grating and you growled in annoyance. “Can you stop laughing at everything?”

“I can’t help it Duchess.” Hoseok studied his short but manicured nails as he crossed his legs before looking up to you once more, watching you weigh the decision of two different pairs of shoes. “Go with the ones in your left hand. I want to see if I’m right about Yoongi’s foot fetish. I bet you have pretty feet.” His suggestion was enough to have you dropping the open toed heels and start slipping on the Louboutin, crouching down to tie the fine leather of the straps that wrapped up your ankle and Hoseok tsked again. “Kink shaming is unbecoming,” he teased and you held up your middle finger.

“All I’ll think about all night is if he has a foot kink. I just want to enjoy dinner and get through whatever shit show is afterwards,” you retorted as you started on your other foot, unable to admire the beauty of the epic dance Louboutin. You had always loved nice things; at least if you were forced to go through with this sham of a marriage, you wouldn’t have to stop or have a limit imposed on you.

“You distracted me Duchess. You said that Jungkook wasn’t risking anything. You really believe that? Yoongi calls you Princess for a reason. He wants you treated like one. Then here comes cocky young Jungkook trying to debase you. You think he’s not risking it all when he’s trying to get with Yoongi’s childhood love?”

You couldn’t help the snort and eye roll. “You gave me the coke but you did the shrooms? You’re hallucinating; he never had a crush on me. We fight. We get along kind of now but as kids we fought and he was always a pain in my ass,” you grumbled as you turned your attention to your reflection in the mirror, ignoring Hoseok’s keen eyes on you as you tugged the bottom of your skirt straight.

“He is ready to start a full blown war over you. Maybe it’s not a childhood love. Maybe he loves you now,” Hoseok said, tilting his head and picking at a spotless nail. “I would believe it; he can’t sell it to anyone as a rescue mission. I’m going along with it because it’s Yoongi and I think everyone needs to be reminded of who is the real power in this outfit,” he finished with a flourishing hand.

You felt your fingertips go cold and your breath caught. This had to be a damn joke. J-Hope was screwing with you, Yoongi wasn’t that insane. He was level headed. “Why are you joking like that? Shut up, you never know if there’s a tap in here,” you said softly and tried to ignore the loud sound of his answering laugh.

“Duchess, everything tap and surveillance goes through Taehyung these days. He’s joining us for drinks tonight, but keep your hands to yourself. Yoongi won’t survive you lusting over two of the young bloods.” The lilting dismissive tone had you baring your teeth at the patronization. “I’m not fucking with you. I’d get whatever you have to say to anyone out now. Who knows who is going to make it out of this.”

[mrkcore]

𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 - 𝐥.𝐦𝐤

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: mark lee x gn!reader

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: idol!mark, established relationship

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst + fluff (comfort)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): insecure reader, depiction of a panic attack

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 0.8k

𝐚/𝐧: this was a request from an anon from a very long time ago, and i finally got around to finish it (if you're reading this, tysm for the kind words <3). hope you all enjoy :D (it’s been a while since ive written for mark eheh)

you don’t know what got into you today.

maybe it was because you’re looking in the mirror too hard. maybe it’s because mark is getting busier and busier. maybe it’s because you’re thinking too much.

but your head and heart can’t stop throbbing.

you know it’s not mark’s fault. it’s his job and he gave you a fair warning about this when you confessed to him and started dating. but you can’t help it, he’s too perfect.

there are so many other girls and guys that are prettier, more handsome, stronger, skinnier, more talented, overall just perfect. and mark is collaborating with all of them, seeing them at music shows, having schedules with them, spending time with them.

and that makes your head pound even harder.

can you even compete? does mark even like you anymore? will he leave you for someone better? maybe you should leave first before it hurts too much when he leaves.

you look outside and it’s already really late, and the time on your clock tells you you’re right.

2:33 AM.

mark’s schedule should have ended 50 minutes ago, he’s usually never this late without telling you.

is today the day? where mark tells you that he doesn’t love you anymore?

you can’t breathe.

your body crashes to the floor but you’re too numb to feel any pain in your legs. your lungs feel like they’re filled with thick air and you’re gasping for air as tears are flooding your eyes. your ears are ringing and you can’t make it stop.

“yn?”

and suddenly the ringing is gone.

your tears falling down your face and your eyes are red as you turn to see mark crouching beside you, his practice bag forgotten at the front door.

“it’s so late, why aren’t you in bed?” the worry on his face makes the tears fall again. “hey, hey. what happened? did you fall? are you okay?”

he’s wiping the tears off your face as they keep coming, and pulls you into his chest.

“why are you home so late?” your breathing is still laboured and you’re still sniffling.

“i was going to let you know but my phone died.” he’s stroking your hair, but it’s making your heart clench even more. “got a new schedule. i’ll be mcing for music core with mina from gugudan and we were just discussing some stuff.”

your heart stops.

see, you called it.

“baby, why are you crying again?” the genuine concern in mark’s voice makes you feel guilty but your emotions are overflowing your mind.

“you’re going to leave me, aren’t you?” you cry into his chest.

“what? baby,” mark caresses your face while you look up at him, eyes still misty. “did it happen again?”

“she’s probably so much prettier and more talented than me.” you sob as you try to hide yourself into his chest again.

“hey, look at me.” mark grabs your chin with his fingers so you face him. “i’m dating you for a reason. i love you, you, you’re all i need. i chose you because you’re beautiful, talented, loving, caring, and you’re just the kindest soul ever. who cares if there are people who are better than you, because the only person i want is you. you’re the one i want to spend my life with. so have a bit of faith in me, alright?”

you feel so guilty. 

“i’m sorry.” your head hangs.

“no, no, don’t be. it’s alright.” his chest is so comfortable. “just remember that i love you so much and you’re the only person ever in my life that i’ve ever thought of a future with, spending my days with you while we get old, and i’m too much of a grandpa to show up on stage dancing.”

you fight back a laugh.

“are you laughing at me?” mark glares at you.

“no…” but your laughter can’t be contained.

“alright, how about i wash up and get changed and we can go to bed?” mark kisses your forehead as he stands up. “how does that sound?”

you nod your head as his arm wraps around you as you guys make your way to the bathroom.

as he’s washing up, he’s talking about his day, practicing, and how the latest comeback is going. he’s very excited to promote with the dreamies again, but you can tell he’s more tired, even though he’s always insisting he’s fine.

“i know i’ve said this, but i’m really sorry about today.” you’re burying yourself into his chest again when you guys are in bed.

“you know i’ve said this, never apologize, it’s okay, don’t worry, it could happen to everyone. sometimes i worry about losing you, so don’t be sorry. you can always come and talk to me about anything that’s bothering you.” his hand strokes your hair and he’s looking at you lovingly as you look up at him. “and always remember that i love you so, so, so, so, so much. it’s only you, you’re the one i want, forever and ever, until the day i die.”

he kisses your forehead as you fall asleep cozily in his arms.

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[shoichee]

okok hc or fic: reader was teiko’s “head” manager(?) and her talent was being a medic (if someone gets injured they’re back on the court in under a minute type thing) and training plans. suddenly momoi’s talent blooms, she starts working w/ everyone in the team (+ reader’s crush akashi) and people think she’s a better manager than reader. because of this, she overworks + collapses in front of her best friends kuroko + kise (don’t let akashi know yet i have plans for that 👀)

HELLO? YES OFFICER? I JUST FOUND A BANGER REQUEST RIGHT HERE? YOUR BRAIN IS SO BIG AND SEXY IVE BEEN DYING TO WRITE THIS🏃🏻‍♀️💨 part 2 here and part 3 here AND update: part 4 here

Akashi x Reader

[Teiko!manager Headcanons]

you had a knack of being a natural chiropractor in loosening up tense muscles instantly (for more fluid play) or easily putting in back dislocated joints

basically you have crackhands

in your free time as a hobby and a job as the “head manager” (that Akashi announced to the team himself), you’d often bury yourself in anatomy studies and gym plans on the internet and databases to review over Akashi’s team training routines to see if they were effective and safe; oftentimes, you’d return back with improved plans, and as time went on, Akashi entrusted you with creating the plans yourself completely

you took on the job so eagerly to impress the Teiko captain, if you were being honest to yourself

your enthusiasm even inspires Momoi, Teiko’s other manager, to work harder

no one in Teiko knows physiology better than you, and as expected, it was also your best subject along with health

Kise often looks at you in horror and respect at how you don’t cringe/flinch at the loud cracks resonating across the room or court when players come to you for instant relief (the origin story of how he came to call you (y/n)-cchi was the very fact that you manage to put back his dislocated shoulder in 3 seconds flat one game)

when Kuroko first joined the 1st-string, he was a walking magnet for injuries, and you ended up being there for him every single time… nosebleeds? check. sprained ankle? check. nausea from over exhaustion? check.

both you and Kuroko relish in the fact that everyone in the team can never understand how the both of you do some incredible things with your hands

both of you being quite dexterous, you both often teach each other your specialties for fun; it’s almost shocking to see Kuroko effortlessly loosening up a stress knot and you pulling off a well-done palm pass

you admit, you do juggle a lot of responsibilities… from being a makeshift nurse, to a chiropractor, to a budget gym coach, and even to being moral support

Momoi often reminds you to take breaks being the caring person that she is

you often showed her the ropes and tricks of being a manager, on top of your duties, and you find it really endearing that she’s so earnest in learning from you

even if you enjoyed doing what you do, part of the massive workload is to try to get into Akashi’s good graces

talking to him about basketball duties is easier to achieve than talking to him outside of the extracurricular

you might be a tad bit insecure about it; after all, what middle schooler is already so accomplished in academics, sports, and everything you could think of? wasn’t he also studying to take over his father’s company??

to you, who only starred as Teiko’s humble manager, it felt hard trying to establish common ground for conversation outside of basketball

so you stuck to working hard at your position, hoping that your work ethic would get his attention one day; you were a firm believer of actions over words, so you hoped your actions would come off as genuine

picture you and Momoi running across campus with stacks of papers for the team… it makes most of the teammates’ hearts melt at the sight

your work certainly got you praises from other teammates, but out of all players, Kise was the one who figured out your motive

you felt absolutely morbid; to think that Kise, of all people, would figure you out like the back of his hand

Kise being sweet as he is, offers to help you get with the captain but you merely prompted to threaten to break his arm if he spilled your crush to anyone else

“(y/n)-cchi… I’ve been thinking.”

“Yes, Kise?”

“It’s really cool that you’re working so tirelessly for the team, but I can’t help but wonder if there’s a reason why you work so hard.”

“O-Of course I do! I want to see you guys all succeed!”

“Then I’m curious as to why you always look at Akashicchi—o-ow, ow, ow!! (y/n)-cchi, I’m sorry! So can you please let go of my—ow!”

“H-How did you know?!”

“I-It was as obvious as day, (y/n)-cchi! I’m pretty sure even Kurokocchi found out about this before I did!”

“N-No way!!”

“Tell you what, I’m super duper knowledgeable in this stuff! You can count on me for this sort of advice—OW!”

spoiler alert: Kise was right in that Kuroko definitely noticed your attraction to Akashi before anyone else… he just never brought it up to you

one day, Kuroko comes up to you to whisper:

“(y/n)-san, have you realized that Akashi-kun has been observing you recently during practice?”

“W-Wait! Is he looking over here right now?”

“Not that I think. He’s occupied with the coach right now.”

“D-Do you think this is a good sign?”

Kuroko gives you a small smile before he replies, “I would like to think so. Keep working hard, (y/n)-san.”

and you do, you’re constantly on top of your game for the next season until Momoi suddenly gets more recognition for her “precognitive defense” skills

her newfound talent was extraordinary and never-before-seen, and her ability became more critical to Teiko’s victories than your own skills

you were happy and proud for her, because after all, her achievements were extremely deserving to be praised

it’s only when some 1st-string players started making offhand comments about how you weren’t really needed in the 1st-string and was more suited to the lower strings that placed seeds of doubt into you

these people would often compare you to Momoi in how she improved much more despite you being in the team for longer

there’s also talk about how your skills are more useful for 2nd-string and 3rd-string players because Momoi’s ability is already sufficient enough for Teiko’s starters

after all, how would a player even be injured if they can predict their opponents’ moves to avoid such incidents?

there’s also the fact that Akashi has been calling Momoi more frequently to research on upcoming teams for analytical data because her talent has become very useful to ensuring victory

the same peers and adults who gave you praise were the same people who began to ignore you or dismiss you; that being said, the collective change in attitude is definitely subtle enough that it would fly under most people’s radars

Kuroko was the first to notice and defend you against a small group of players who were bold enough to badmouth you in the gym

Kise would find out a little later about the somewhat unpleasant gossip about you and would pull the “no you” reverse card, returning back with MEANER underhanded comments that would send these shit talkers CRYING HOME (manga Kise strikes here unexpectedly eh?)

Murasakibara is someone who would be slightly uncomfortable with the gossip about you, especially since you’ve always been so helpful and kind to the team and himself; he’d either leave the room himself or easily scare them away with his looming height and presence without saying a single word when he enters the room “minding his own business”

Midorima is a bystander judging from how he’s reacted to the Teiko dynamic changes in the actual show // he, of course, wouldn’t like the nasty talk about you but would actually mind his own business, choosing to focus on himself and what he has to do to contribute to his team; he assumes that you would work hard the same way he is and let your contributions do the talking

now Akashi surprisingly wouldn’t hear much of the gossip, since his presence alone SHUTS them up and commit to their practices like normal; after all, it’s very clear that Akashi doesn’t tolerate this type of behavior in the team (example: Haizaki), and it’s more apparent that he wouldn’t hesitate to drop kick them out especially since he has a soft spot for you (which Kise never fails to bring this up to you, but you think he’s reaching too much into it) // TLDR; the teammates mostly have the common sense to not utter anything bad about you… maybe one kid would slip out and get punished for “bad sportsmanship,” but Akashi merely assumes that it’s just one bad apple and not necessarily… the many others as well

Aomine???? bro he ain’t even at practice wdym (HELPPP LMAOO) // jokes aside, if he catches wind of players shit-talking outside of the gym… say at the convenience store or when he’s walking home or something, well… they wouldn’t have a good time…

Momoi simply chastises the gossipers when they try to talk shit on you to make Momoi herself look good, and it leaves? such? a? horrible? taste? like, she wants to believe that they’re just really poor jokes and not what they really believe in, and the teammates merely reassure her that they’re just bad jokes and that they “wouldn’t do it again;” poor Momoi wholeheartedly believes them

the weird talks about Momoi being “the better manager” just signalled to you that you haven’t contributed enough to the team yet, and it motivated you to work even harder

oddly, you weren’t jealous of the fact that Momoi was receiving more positive attention than you

you were more afraid of the fact that you were going to get left behind, and this fear only tightened its hold on you when more teammates (who used to talk to you a lot) have changed their tunes when they speak with you now, compared to them talking to Momoi

and you felt that the Generation of Miracles would do the same too… including Akashi

it wasn’t an irrational fear for you because he’s already been calling Momoi a lot more frequently for help than you recently

so you even offered to mop the gym floors after practice, offered to stay later than usual to be the one to lock up the gym for anyone (cough, Kuroko) who wanted to practice whenever they wanted

at one point, you even tried to do what Momoi does: researching on upcoming teams and making your own predictions (that didn’t really work, and that cost you a few nights’ worth of sleep every single time)

not to mention that you still had regular school like any other student? you were the epitome of a mess

Kuroko was with you in the empty gym, you putting away the extra basketballs in the storage closet while he practiced his dribbling, until he heard a crash in there and a few basketballs rolled out the door

you collapsed right when you rolled in the basketball cart

POOR KUROKO HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO // he just tries to give you a piggyback ride as he abandons his plans of practice and tries to jog to the nearest local clinic

that’s where he bumped into Kise, who was heading home after an evening shoot when he saw the two of you

chaos ensue as Kise freaks out and Kuroko had to calm him down himself after answering the never-ending questions

at least the doctor there gave relieving news that you only collapsed from over-exhaustion and that the bruises from the fall were very faint

Kise makes a joke to Kuroko about, “What’s with you and (y/n)-cchi falling to the floor and fainting? You guys can’t be that alike.”

when you shortly regain consciousness, you were met with a… very stern Kuroko and Kise, who were both ready to hear your explanation and to scold you to oblivion

to your surprise, they were understanding; Kuroko understands the feeling of not being enough and working hard to meet other people’s expectations, and Kise understands the struggle of juggling multiple things in his schedule (come on, student, athlete, and model?)

they still scolded your ears off:

“(y/n)-san, you idiot. Why didn’t you ask anyone to help out?”

“That’s…”

“(y/n)-cchi, do you think we’re undependable?!”

“Er, no, that’s…”

you were still dizzy from the fall and the lack of proper sleep (and maybe nutrition if we’re being honest), and you were just a ball of stress

you kind of begged your best friends not to tell a SOUL to anyone about this incident, especially to Akashi… you didn’t want to look even more incapable in his eyes than you already were

they do agree on one condition: for you to take AT LEAST a day or two off school to completely recover and rest up (you reluctantly agree; besides how were you going to explain the bruises that can’t be covered to your peers?)

HELP WHY ARE KISE AND KUROKO THE BEST LIARS TOGETHER ON CAMPUS LITERALLY NO ONE SUSPECTS A THING… except Akashi, the ever sharp captain, felt something was amiss

especially since some Teiko players emanated a feeling of relief at the news of you not being here that day, or the next

Akashi would play detective sleuth and find out what’s really going on sooner or later

End Note: gonna cut this off here b/c I KNOW this anon got a juicy part two i FEEL IT