#lighting wasnt good this morning rip

[v4point5]

meet Bella! here she is as a baby, plus her parents squeak and minotchi on the past generations page. I'm planning on raising her into yattatchi, so I named her in honor of Bella the ura yattatchi I raised as a kid on my v4.5!

[bunnyluvs-blog]

TXTs reaction to you pulling another members photocard

txt x reader fluff, silly short storys, slight angst in Taehyuns and suggestive in Huenings

Choi Soobin: He isnt one to get jealous really, well thats what he thought. Soobin was watching you open up your own Temptation Lullaby Version. Ripping the packaging open and flipping the first page when you both see the name Hueing Kai. Soobin wasnt upset per say, but he was just a little bit pouty because you didnt get his version. Going through the photobook and gushing over the solo poster you got, Soobin was breaking bad. Then you go to to see the photocard, and oh boy. You got the slightly older makane Taehyun. You turn to Soobin to show him the photocard before he gets up and puts on his shoes. "Soobin ? Where are you going love ?" you ask, your mind confused. "Target" he says sternly. "Why?" "Im getting you my version and my photocard" you couldnt help but giggle. He pouts, "Why are you laughing?" you calm down and pull him to you, kissing his cheek. "I dont need a photocard or a certain version, when i have the real one right here" He smiles, still with a small pouts and goes back onto the couch to cuddle you.

Choi Yeonjun: Opening up your Temptation Nightmare version you were so excited. You saw the photocards while looking online and dont tell your boyfriend, but you were dying for Soobins photocard. You look through the freebies, and you honestly really like the bookmark. 10/10 will use. After looking through the photobook and all of that, you get to the photocard. AND YOU GOT SOOBIN. You let out a little happy noise. You put him in a photocard sleeve and plop him on your desk. Later that night Yeonjun comes home, planting a kiss on your lips and telling you hes going to take a shower. He walks into yalls bedroom to head to the bathroom when he sees his blonde haired leader sitting on your desk. He grabs it and walks over to you. "What is this?" he asked not really looking for an answer. "Erm, a Soobin photocard?" you respond looking at him weirdly. "Erm" he mimics, "Why isnt it me" You hold back a giggle at his actions. "Well maybe if you guys put more then one photocard in each album i wouldve gotten you" You say and he glares. "Fair." He turns and goes to the restroom. You know he isn't actually mad but will act like it after his shower to get some cuddles.

Choi Beomgyu: He was so so so pouty. You pulled Huening Kai which did not make Beomgyu happy. You put the photocard in your holder on your purse, and Beomgyu goes off. "WHAT" you glace at him. Very confused. "Why is huening on your bag and not meeeee" He clings to you and pouts, looking at you with his puppy dog eyes. "Because i always put my newest photocard on my bag?" "Nooo you always put me on your bag" The last few albums you have gotten have been Txt albums, which lucky for Beomgyu, you've pulled him. But his luck has run out and the tall baby of his group is doing his iconic peace sign pose on your bag. You finally calm him down and you go to get ready for bed, little do you know. Beomgyu was putting in his photocard on your bag and taking Huening and putting him in your collection. Beomgyu didnt care about how you would yell at him about it in the morning, because at least he would 'be' with you through the day.

Kang Taehyun: He wasnt jealous at all. He knows how much you love him and no silly photo of one of his group mates was going to change that. Ok well maybe he was a little bit jealous over the fact of how much you were smiling when you pulled Taehyuns oldest member Yeonjun. It was a good picture of him no doubt about that. And the fact you were smiling so much about pulling him made he do a double take on who your bias was. It was him right? "Why are you so happy? Is Yeonjun your bias now?" He ask, not upset but with a light chuckle to maybe hide the fact he was hoping you would come cuddle him and smile at him 2x as bright. "Im ot5 !!" Owie, hearing he wasn't your bias made him a little bit sad. Your poor baby just wanted to be your favorite in everything. He knows it wasn't a big deal but why did it sting. You saw your boyfriends playful smile turning into a sad one just like that. "Butttttt if i had to pick it would be you, your so handsome and talented, your voice is good for so many things and I love how you use it when you sing." You say putting down the album and pulling Taehyun close to you snuggling into his chest. He wraps his arms around you and kisses your head. "I bet if he saw you he would think you're really cool too babe" You let out a giggle at his words before kissing Taehyuns lips softly and putting the goodies away.

Huening Kai: If any of the members were pouting before Huening throws it out of the park. He watched you open your album, showing off everything like you're in a YouTube unboxing video. Huening was all smiles until you got the the photocard. He was hoping that you got him, he honestly really liked how his photos came out. Everything was fun and games until Beomgyu showed up in your hand. "Ohh baby look I got gyu !!" You showed off the photocard not realizing that your boyfriend was pouting, like a little baby. Hybe was not on his nice side today for giving him the album with the wrong photocard. "Pfft you got gyu and not me!! Mine was better" you're boyfriend said trying to convince you to get another album to get his photocard. You smirked at him playfully "But I like gyuuies photocard, he looks good" "Yea well not as good as me !!" His pout only got worse as you teased him. And at the end of the day you would have to pay for it later but that wasn't on your mind now. "I should put him in a case front and center" you joked and Huening was hurt. "NOOOO HES GONNA REPLACE ME" he slightly yelled out, clinging onto you to hold you in place. You couldn't help but laugh. He was so cute when he was pouty. In the end you had to pinky promise him you weren't gonna swap the photocard and just put the new one with the rest. Which left you a happy boyfriend and a sore back the next day.

[namuneulbo]

week sixty-seven

OKAY woah. crazy week. although mainly friday was crazy lol. im just gonna do a short highlight then tell yall ab friday in more detail.

- v ghosted me. or well, he hasnt been in on the app in days so it could be that but im gonna count it as ghosting considering he MUST notice we arent talking, right?

- started talking to j. hes a slow replier although he did tell me quite early on that he is so i dont mind it AS much but ya. i wanna talk to himmmmm more.

- in general ive been getting more matches recently, esp w men. idk how im suddenly in such an era.

- won music quiz ???? me, c, f, p and v shared the price. s had sat w out team and helped us but he wasnt officially in our team so he didnt drink anything. i had mixed vibes ab s but i quite like him now, hes really nice but he reminds me a bit of k but i dont want to think of him as shittily as i do of him just bc he kind of reminds me of him manner-wise. manner-wise as in the way he speaks, not acts.

- ms concert !!!! so good !!! shes so talented !!!!!!!!

okay, so... friday. the day had come. were all doomed.

i went to helsinki by train early in the morning and i arrived in helsinki around 11:30. i had forgotten my sandwiches i had made the night before so i was starving. i went to hesburger and had some food. i was sooooo bored for the like,, 5 hours of freetime i had before the show. i went to check out where the venue was and i was feeling quite happy but my ears started hurting so bad bc it was cold so i after finding the venue i had to find somewhere to warm up for a bit which ended up being in some health center. the area around the venue was so,,, lame. like there was nothing to do at all and it was raining and it was cold so walking outside wasnt my fav activity. i decided to go buy some food for the train ride home and then i struggled figuring out what to do bc like,, i had like two hours of freetime left so i COULDVE gone back to the city center and done some fun stuff but it was kind of that thing of when u have plans at like 4 pm so u cant do ANYTHING before that even though u realistically have the time to do it. yk?

it started raining and i was not feeling myself at all and i had the urge to cry bc i was so overwhelmed but i ended up walking around in a light panic then i went to the venue and just waited outside for like an hour. a group of brits in doomed hoodies came out of a van and walked into the venue and bro i was starting to get nervous lol everything started feeling so real.

the venue opens. ppl rush in and i let some ppl go before me since i didnt want to be first at the m&g. we got a neon orange wristband and then were guided to the wardrobe. i put away my stuff and then went to buy merch. i got the save the bees tee and its so cute. my card declined at first bc of some area ban thingy so i had to fix that real quick before buying it. the staff were so nice though!

i had to pick up my makeup from the wardrobe bc i forgot it in my bag and also i was unsure whether we were meeting dan w masks on or not so in case we werent wearing masks i wanted to fix my makeup. we ended up meeting him w masks on though so i wouldve been fine.

i go to the m&g queue. i didnt even know it had started until i saw dans back on the side of the screen separating him from the queue. he wore a nice outfit. some sweater w a skeleton on the back and ripped jeans. very dan. very on brand. i had a lil freak out and fangirled by myself lol i was so aaaaaa

i was talking w n for a good bit during the queueing and in the midst of it she said i should ask what his fav pokémon is bc we had been talking ab that a couple of days ago while i was making hama bead stuff for him. i told n id ask him to send her a voice message from my phone. n got excited ab it but told me to not waste my time w him on her but i was so sure i wanted to do this so i just set that as a lil goal.

when i was close to the front i stopped talking w n for a bit and just tried to calm down a bit. i put on the screen rec on my phone when the last person in front of me left to go meet him and once i got to walk in we immediately went in for a hug and bro i was so awkward bc he wanted to hug me above my shoulders bc yk,,, hes tall but i tried doing one of those twisty ones where one arm goes above and one under and broooo. THE TWISTY HUGS R NOT EVEN GOOD LIKE BRO NOOOOOO... anyways, before i start crying ab that, lets continue. he immediately asks if i want anything signed and i hand him my pride flag and make a little joke ab how i thought it was on brand. he asks if the letter in my hand was for him and i misinterpret it as if the pride flag was for him so i just answer awkwardly like “no but i brought u a letter” like OKAY GURL....... anyways... i hand him the letter and make a lil comment on the taemin sticker i used to seal it w. he laughs ab it and says i have taste. he goes in to reach for my phone and asks if i want him to take the pictures and i just say yes and tried to make him notice my cringey wallpaper of him and phil, yk,,, thinking i could make a lil joke ab how i have it as a joke and that i dont have a literal photo of him and phil from like 2009 thinking its the shit (although,,, it kind of is the shit). anyways, he doesnt notice it and just takes a few pics. 5/6 turn out blurry but theyre all cute so its fine, still ly dan lol he starts ending the interaction and being all like “well, i hope u enjoy the show tonight!” and i reply w like “also-” and he was listening attentively again and being all like “yeah?” instead of scurrying me away (bro i feel like im making both him and me sound like douchebags but it was a pleasant experience, it was just a very hectic one). i tell him shortly that me and n met bc of him and phil and he was like “really??” and i asked him if he could send a voice message to her telling her his fav pokémon bc she loves pokémon. hes like “yes, ofc!” and then i hand him my phone w me and ns chat open. he starts a message but doesnt record it so he has to do it again and he reacted so cutely when he realized it wasnt recording PLSS hes so cute. he records it again and then i thank him and he goes in for another hug before i leave and aghhhh i was so shakey afterwards. also, HE SMELLS SO GOOD????? its very obviously lush so i have a mission to find that exact lush product now bc WOAH. i smelt like him for a solid 30 mins afterwards, it was crazy.

the show was so good and my seat was great!!! im so happy w everything and the pre-show pl was amazing. sticker, famous last words, his own diss track??? i loved it. so happy. i love dan sm!!!

sotw: the cure - apart

[frankenfaandom]

Stay on the Phone // Mary Goore × GN!reader

Some soft-ish mary for the soul.

Reader and Mary are friends with benefits, but there is no smut in this drabble! Slight angst but overall fluffy and awkward.

Mary wasn't a sweets kinda guy. He was either there for a bang or a drink or a smoke--feelings were off the table. That was until he met you. 

One night was all it took to change things for him, it's when he really looked at you. When he realized. One night, you'd decided to ask him the question you'd been dying to ask for weeks. Such a silly question, you weren't sure what kind of answer you were going to get in response. 

But you'd called Mary around 1am, his voice was gruff as he answered the phone. 

"What? I'm sleeping." He whined into the phone, shielding his eyes from the light of his broken alarm clock. He groaned at the light and moves to shove his face into his ripped pillow. You were silent for a moment, and he chuckled darkly. "If you booty called me, I'm gonna get your ass tomorrow--" 

"No, no-" You quickly stop him, your hand coming to cover your mouth. "Uhm. No, not a booty call. I mean, yeah I'd like to sleep with you again of course that's kind of our thing--" You stop, taking in a deep breath. It felt so easy to pick up the phone and call, but as soon as you heard his voice you remembered what kind of person Mary was.

Not bad. Not in the slightest. Just, unhinged. Uninterested in the deeper things in life than just sex, good food or a heavy bong. At least, he made everyone believe that.

You sucked all those feelings in and spit out your words so quick that you didn't feel your lips move. 

"What?" Mary's eyes squinted, and his thin wrist came to cover his eyes. "You call me up at one in the morning to ask if I can just talk?" 

"Not just talk. Also, since when are you asleep before 3am?" He scoffs at your words, ignoring the last sentence.

"Oh, like, sex-talk. You know, that counts as a booty call." Mary sighs, his smirk basically audible.

"Fuck off Goore." You growl a bit, angry your words aren't getting across right. "Look, what I'm trying to say is... Can you please stay on the call with me until I fall asleep? I'd feel better knowing I'm.. not alone right now." 

The phone went silent. You immediately felt your gut drop, feeling like that was a terrible idea. Oh god, was he going to hang up; tell you to forget his number? Mary's not that much of an asshole--he wasnt the kind to do that. But you really don't know his kind all too well. This was your first unhinged band guy, especially of the guys who like to dress in blood and have friends (for a lack of a better word) with benefits. 

But the storm raging in your mind gets quieted by Mary clearing his voice. "Uhm. Yeah. Yeah, I can do that." And it goes silent again. Your breathe hitches. What does that mean?

"I'm sorry. I should--" You bring your phone away from your ear, biting your lip to suppress whatever whimper or sob was threatening to come from them, but you hear Mary say something loudly. 

"Hey! No, don't hang up!" You gingerly brought your phone back to your ear, saying a quiet "okay" to let him know you were still there. Mary audibly sighs. "Uhm. Sorry, didn't mean to yell. Wasn't sure if you put the phone down or not. Uh. Can we? Do what you asked, I mean. I'd like that." 

You swell. Your chest fills with butterflies, your insides feeling like jelly at his sleepy voice. Your face was still red with embarrassment and tears, but you manage a wide smile. "Okay. Okay, thank you, Mare." 

"Don't thank me." He says quickly, almost scoffing. "Now shut your eyes, I wanna go back to sleep." You cant fight the grin on your face, your happiness shows outwardly with a giggle. 

"Okay. Goodnight, Mary." 

"Goodnight.. sweet thing."

[mtfstuff]

Speeding swap

I woke up, eyes still closed. I could see the light through my eyelid so it had to be morning. I felt how my senses slowly awakened as I felt no blanket above me. I squirmed around trying to grab the blanket when I felt something else. My hands were tied on my back as well as my legs and I wasnt laying in my bed but on a cold floor. I finally opened my eyes to see that I was laying on the wooden floor of my bedroom.

I tried to remember the last things that happened to me last night.

I know that I came home from work, I wanted to take off my uniform but then everything went dark. I dont know what happened after that.

I tried to move around the floor, looking for clues as I heard someone coming closer.

A man kneeled down in front of me, wearing my police uniform.

"What the fu-", I screamed and he quickly pushed a ballgag into my mouth.

"Shush.", he said. "Do you remember me?"

I looked in his face and I recognised him. He was the guy I gave a speeding ticket yesterday. He drove way to fast as I stopped him with my cruiser.

"Good. You recognise me, I can see it in your eyes.", he continued. "You know, from the moment I saw you, I wanted to be you."

I tried to talk to him but the ballgag muffled all of my words.

"The sight of your form fitting uniform hugging your muscular body burned itself into my brain alongside your young, handsome face. And I can tell you, that it doesnt look to bad on my body either."

He turned around to give me a good look.

"Because of the few questions I asked I knew the block where you lived and thanks to your name tag on your uniform I just had to search for the right doorbell. Than I rang the doorbell from your neighbor who let me in and I waited for you to come home.", he continued. "Now I'm the cop as I'm wearing your uniform but it isnt completely the same as my face isnt as handsome as yours. Thats why I made this."

He pulled out of his pocket a small bottle with a milky liquid. He walked around me and sat down on my legs. He slapped my ass before he spread my cheeks to pour the liquid around my hole.

"Thank you for wearing a jockstrap officer Colt, it helps alot 'jock boy'.", I heard him whisper.

I felt how he rubbed the slimey liquid into my skin with his gloved hands. After some minutes I felt a warm sensation where he rubbed the liquid on my skin. Thats when I heard him open the belt of my uniform and the zipper of the pants.

Without a warning he shoved his dick up my ass. It hurt so much that I let out a scream, muffled by the ballgag.

He clung to my body like a used gum to the sole of a boot. His arms went around my torso. His gloved hands pinched my nipples as if his life depends on it. He wrapped his legs around mine, rubbing my patrol boots against my socked feet. And then he started thrusting. The sound of flesh pounding filled the room and I could hear his heavy breaths in my ear as his head laid on my shoulder.

Suddenly I felt an otherworldy sensation, the man had tickled my prostate and it felt awesome. I felt how my dick got hard in my jockstrap as it leaked pre-cum.

I felt how his breathing quickened as he straightened up and his dick got even harder before I felt how my ass got more wet and somewhat slimey.

The man was cumming in me!

After that he collapsed back onto me, panting heavily. It took only a few seconds before I noticed that something was changing.

My jockstrap got tighter before it ripped and the belly of the men, pressing against my back disappeared. I felt how it turned into hard muscles. His pecs grew as well as his legs. In return my belly started to feel fuller.

The man stood up and I heard how he zipped up and closed the belt.

He turned me around onto my back. I expected to see the man again but I was looking at myself, filling out the uniform perfectly.

I tried to scream but the ballgag still turned it into a slight muffle.

"I'm now officer Colt.", he said with my voice.

I looked down at my body to see in shock that my hard worked abs and pecs were gone. Instead I now had a slight belly with full grey hair.

"There is just one more thing I have to do.", he continued.

He pulled out the bottle again and used the last few drops of liquid to smear them on my lips. He removed the ballgag and I wanted to scream and shout at him but I couldnt.

"I'll now copy your memories.", he said.

He pressed his lips against mine and pushed his tongue deep into my mouth. I almost gagged.

It didnt take long and he pulled away.

"Thank you officer Ryan Colt.", he said with a grin.

He picked me up and locked me up in my own basement.

From time to time he shows me pics of himself as me hanging out with my friends and collegues in uniform while he feeds me. I often remember that day when I got robbed of my own life by a man whose definitely older than me who just wanted to be a young handsome cop. And he succeded.

[biderboy]

angel, why me? / jegulus

a/n: i’m so sorry this is horrifying it’s a mess

word count : 3136

warnings : indication of abuse/violence , indication of sex, cheating

you tell your side of the story like, i can't read in between the lines, and pick out every lie. 

james touched his left ear when he lied, it was something regulus had picked up on when they were young. when all the lies james ever told where small, non lethal. when he’d tell sirius he had detention, when he was really meeting regulus at the astronomy tower. when he told his professors he had no idea who painted the slytherin common room red and gold. 

he had that habit his whole life, regulus figured out, one morning over coffee with Euphemia, even when he was just a child. “he has never grown out of it” she said, sipping her coffee. “i reckon he never will.” 

she was right, even at 20, james still fiddled with his left ear, telling tales of highschool to his new friends, ones who weren’t aware of the entire other world they lived amongst. friends he had to lie to, had to tell he was on the football team, or how he learned to drive at 16, when he still couldn't manage to at 20. 

and james’ hand was right next to his left ear now, spilling beautiful lies to regulus own ears. his smile bright and trustworthy as he recalled spending the night with peter and remus, how they had stayed in, watched some muggle movie james told him about a few weeks ago. 

he was telling regulus he was ridiculous, thinking he had been out on a night like last, how he had plans for weeks. he fiddled with his ear as he told regulus there was no reason for him to believe barty when he told him he saw james with lily evans last night. 

he had sounded so sincere, so full of confidence. but his hand was on his ear, and reglus knew that was the moment his heart broke. 

what i really wanna know, what made you a hero

the fight after that had been horrifying, the words were ripped from throats, the pain seeped deep into open wounds that will never close again. they were biting and clawing at each others souls in hopes that breaking a bit more would make them fit back together again. 

but james was always strong willed, he had a hero complex, he could fix things. he was good, he would fix what was broken, he would make it right. but in his eyes, regulus was what was broken, and he didn’t believe he was the one who broke him. 

“just let me help regulus, just let me fix this” he screamed, hands shaking and breath unsteady.

“youre the one who ruined it james.” 

how james thought he had the right to try and fix him, try to heal him, when regulus wasn’t broken, when regulus was trying so hard to get him to see that they're whats broken, was beyond him. but james was never one to listen, was never one to admit when he wasnt able to help. 

the fight went on for hours, till voices were sore, eyes were red, and they were left more lost than they were when they started. too similar to a story of a broken hero.

when did you become an angel, when’d you grow a pair of wings

regulus could still remember the first time he felt his heart flutter around james, could still remember the smile that grew across his face, the unfamiliar feeling of something he never had the privilege of doing. 

he could remember how it felt, truly seeing him for the first time, its as if he took a breath for the very first time. as if his soul was finally letting light in, after years of being dusty and dim. he could feel in his every being that the boy in front of him, with curly hair and a dimpled smile, the boy whose hands were a bit too big and whose eyes held shades of golden, was an angel.

it didn’t take him long to fall in love, he was young and james had the prettiest laugh hed ever heard. james, who listened to him when he spoke. who held his hand with no ounce of shame, who kissed him softly and loved him gently for the first time in his life. 

he could remember it all, the first kiss, the first time james wiped his tears and traced his freckles, the first time they ran from their responsibilities, the first time they hid, the first time they lied. 

he couldn't remember when it broke. 

he couldn't remember when james wings had turned from snow white to dark, dim black. 

he couldn't remember when the halo above his head slowly broke, couldn’t remember when his soul no longer shone golden, when his eyes no longer held the love they once did. 

he could remember when james was an angel, he couldn’t remember when he forgot the devil was an angel too.

tell me where'd you get the privilege of forgetting everything 

james didn’t look at him like he used to. when they were younger, full of life and ready to tear the world apart for one another,

james didn’t press his fingertips against his eyelids anymore, didn’t kiss the freckles dusted over his nose. he didn’t smile shyly when telling regulus he was pretty, didn’t run his hands over his ribs when he went to hug him. james no longer linked their ankles together as they slept, nor did he whisper stories about the stars when no one else was listening. 

james never held regulus hand anymore, not the way they did on late nights, rushing down the corridors, smiling into each others necks and laughing far too loud for the dead of night, 

he didn’t pick flowers just to lay them in regulus’ hair, when they were 17 and too in love for the war around them, barely able to keep the happiness from seeping out of their lungs as they sat and watched the sun rise.

james didn’t ask for his hand anymore, like he did when they moved in, when they didn’t have a couch or plates, only an old record machine regulus stole from home, and far too many muggle records. when all they needed was each other as they spun around for hours on simply the sound of their own heartbeats. 

james used to look at him like the angels crafted him themselves, used to have such light in his eyes, as if regulus was the sole reason he was breathing and feeling on his own, as if there was nothing he could love more in the world.

he doesn’t look at him like that anymore. 

as if james had forgotten who they used to be, who they are still supposed to be. james looked at him like he was a stranger living in the body of a boy he used to know.

the promises you broke and burned

under the eyes of the stars that would never utter a word to another soul, promises were once made, in the depth of night, in empty hallways, under covers, standing pressed against windows or laying across overgrown grass.

the first promise, too young to think of what was said, sad eyes meeting truthful ones. james had held his hand out, a smile on his face.

“i promise to be your friend forever.”

two years later, when regulus was broken and bruised, left with nothing more than he could carry in his hands. shaking, wondering if anything was truly worth what people said it was. james was there. 

a cup of tea, a blanket he claimed he never stole, and a smile too bright for the 14 year old boy infront of him. 

“it’ll be okay reggie, i promise.”

when sirius had left, and regulus was alone in a manor that had never been home. when every curse thrown his way held pain he could no longer handle, when his bones were weak and his soul ached for something he no longer thought he deserved. 

when he was too young to feel that way, but too old to cry in his mothers arms and ask for forgiveness. when he lost faith in the people he had once called family, when he was truly alone. 

 “you’ll never be alone again, i swear.”

when james kissed him under the dark clouds, in a muggle town far away enough from the world they lived in to be cautious. when he held his hand with no care, when he smiled and pulled him through cafes and stores, telling tales of love and light.

when he pushed a paper ring on his finger, softly twirling him under the moonlit alley, pressing kisses to anywhere he could, basking in the simple existence of his lover. 

when regulus laughed like a child, when he let himself be spun and loved in all the right ways. when he was too in love to think of anything else. when he kissed james back, again and again and again until they sun was starting to come up and the town was waking up.

“i’ll love you until the last star in the sky disappears.”

somedays i think you convinced yourself, that i'm the one that's in need of help, its like youre self compelled 

some fights were harder than the others, when the clock kept ticking and the sun was already down, and the neighbors were already asleep. 

the fights when their voices were no louder than a whisper, when there was no lingering, no pain, just the tired sighs and the shaking hands. 

the fights where james would never admit he was wrong, when he would point a finger and hope it landed on anyone but himself, when he took to telling regulus he was done, he was over it. 

the nights where james would leave the house too late for the roads to be blocked, too late for sirius to allow him inside, but having an extra key anyways. the nights regulus couldn’t look himself in the mirror because for the life of him, he couldn’t even miss his lover despite him not being there. 

the mornings after when james would come home, gentle words and gentle hands, as if one wrong move would break regulus anymore than he did the night before. 

when james would pretend he hadn't spent the night crying, when he would say he was fine and his hands were shaking as he dropped the plate onto the floor. when he couldn't look regulus in the eye, but pushed himself into his arms to seek comfort anyways, 

the fights where james acted like he never got hurt, but was always the one left feeling more than regulus ever thought he could.

but we both know that that isn't true, that i would never betray you 

the first time they broke was when regulus was 18, and james was holding onto his wrist, yelling accusations at him like he was the same level of filth as his parents were.

when sirius and remus were just across the hall, pretending they didn’t hear their best friend breaking, or their little brother begging him to listen. 

regulus had never felt more numb than he had in that moment, had never felt his heart stop in the way it did that day. 

when james eyes were full of tears, and hatred. A look he had never seen directed at him before. 

when the pain in his wrist became unbearable, when the lies that spilled off james tongue where too much to listen to.

when regulus ripped himself from his loves grip, when he pulled his own sleeve up, throat raw and eyes red from the tears leaking onto his cheeks. screaming back at james face, pointing to the blank skin on both his arms, letting the truth seep into his lovers head.

“i would never betray you.”

but the damage was done, james having believed he could, believed he would. james had thought, and believed that regulus would give up his life, his love, to become the same thing he feared. 

You did this all yourself 

regulus figured it was his own fault. 

falling in love had always been warned as a weakness, as a threat. something that would end up hurting you, no matter how tightly you held on, no matter how hard you tried. 

he saw the first crack, he felt the pain of each fight, of every empty glance. he knew the concerned looks sirius sent him when james wasn't looking, he heard the words remus whispered in his ears as he broke down again and again.

but he held on, he fought. he loved james and he wasnt going to let a crack, or simple pain, take that away from him. he loved james, it was engraved in his very being. who was he, if he didnt love james potter? he didn’t want to find out, he refused to let himself.

so he stayed.

even when his heart felt like it was no longer there, even when james lied while looking in his eyes. even when james no longer kissed him like he once did. despite the soul crushing and earth shattering realization of james maybe not loving him anymore.

regulus stayed.

he had no one else to blame for it, he could have seen it from a mile away, should have. 

could you please enlighten me, what is this truth you see, and does it involve the part where you ruined love for me 

james saw it before him.

james had wanted to be let go, he had wanted something else, he had fallen out of love long before regulus saw it in his eyes. 

regulus didn’t get it, he thought they were fine, he thought they were okay. he didn’t see whatever it was james saw, months before he did something about it.

he wished he did, wished that james would have talked to him, wish he could have done something, anything. wished he knew if it was because of who he was, or who he used to be. 

wish james told him before falling in love with someone else. 

before james ripped his heart out with his bare hands, and watched as it fell to the floor. before james took what little light he gave regulus’ soul, and burned it out. 

wished he would have seen it before.

before he let himself believe love was good, before he let his hands be held and his veins filled with gold. before he completely engrossed himself with the feeling of loving and being loved in return. 

before, when he still believed love to be hurtful and morbid, wished he let himself continue to think that.

don't you dare forget all the things you did, all the memories we had to miss 

regulus was 20. 

when they had fallen in love, he was 16. four years of promises and plans, of love learned and given and cherished. 

years of love ahead of them, the same love that was written in every letter james’ parents ever wrote to each other. the same love in his mothers cooking, and his fathers garden. the same love they tried so desperately to show regulus was real. 

the kind of love written in the universe, when two souls were meant to spend time and energy on each other because they were simply made from the same star. 

regulus and james had that.

they had years ahead of them, ones that were supposed to be filled with children's laughter and the smell of the sea right on their noses.

they had talked about it, when they were younger, and star crossed souls filled with promises. 

had planned of a house, not too big, just like the one james had grown up in. one by the seaside, where regulus could take their son swimming and where james could teach him the stars. 

had planned to bring his parents out there, to show them they learned to love too. show them the handmade recipe book they started when they were 17. the pictures and stories they've collected along the way, gently displayed in their home in ways regulus never had been able to.

had planned of a dog, one the kids could run and play with, one that could go on hikes with remus and mess up the kitchen with james.

they talked of vacations and family, of owning their own coffee shop, of bringing love to all the people who couldn't get it anywhere else. 

they had a future, they had earned it, they had loved for it. 

threw it all away just for a kiss

when he kissed her, his eyes were closed. 

there was a smile on his face too, barty had told him. it wasn't just a peck, or something regulus could consider a drunken mistake.

it was something james enjoyed, it was something he wanted. something he longed for. something he used to ache to have with regulus. 

a kiss, a real one. again and again, until he was grabbing her wrist and pulling her up the stairs. until hours later, when the sun rose and he snuck out, with ruffled hair and a blissed look on his face. 

until he came home, and changed his clothes. until regulus woke up and smiled, until he went to kiss his own lover and couldn’t.

if it was just a kiss, maybe regulus would have ignored that too. 

but it wasn't just a kiss, and they both knew it. 

tell me was it worth it? 

james no longer lied to him. 

his eyes weren’t empty, but they were not filled with love. they were dim, guilt ridden, broken. 

his boxes were packed, pressed against the far wall of the dining room. his hands no longer shook when he went to bed, his throat was no longer sore, they never yelled anymore. they were tired.

in just a night, years of loving and being loved were broken and stored away. 

regulus did not want to think of his lover anymore, but it still hurt too much to ignore. because even with james no longer sleeping next to him, even with his years of love no longer on the walls. he was still there.

the house was still full of him, his heart was still aching, his soul still searching for its other half. he wonders often if james felt that too, wonders if he hurts as much as regulus does when he wakes up.

“was it worth it?” he whispered once, and james took a shaky breath. 

“no.”

but what is broken is broken, and the devil is a pretty liar. 

angel, can you tell me just one thing? why me?

[spicy-tomato]

Can i pls req dream being reader's sugar daddy :O - 🌼

sorry this took a hot sec ive been working on this one for a while cause i really liked the idea, so here you go :)) it ended up being like 2k words so im sorry

You had it all, anything you could want and more. Wanted to go to rome? Done, your plane leaves tomorrow. Dream absolutely spoiled you and you couldnt be more happy about it. It started off as a thing to help you with rent, but the longer you did it the more you enjoyed being able to get what you wanted when you wanted. Today was your weekly lunch with dream, you had both agreed that at least once a week he would take time off to get lunch with you, it made you smile to see him take time for you. As the tease you were, you decided to wear something a little revealing to tease him since he had cancelled your shopping trip with him the day before. You put on a low cut crop top and some shorts that show a little too much before fixing your hair. You hear you phone ding, getting a text from dream,

Daddy dream <3

Hey baby, i'm out front whenever youre ready to go

You smile and put your phone in your pocket before walking out to his car and getting in. you kiss his cheek quickly “hi daddy” you giggle and smile at him

“Hi sweetheart” he looks you up and down before smirking “like the outfit, all for me?” you giggle and nod before he starts to drive to the restaurant, one hand on your thigh. “Do you know what you want? You know the rule, anything you want no matter the price. And after that we can go shopping to make up for my cancelling yesterday.” you smile at him

“I know, and we dont have to dream, we can just hang out. Its been a while since we did that. Maybe we can go somewhere for you to make it up to me instead” he smiles and squeezes your thigh as he pulls into the parking lot of the restaurant.

“Anywhere you want baby, only the best for you.” you look down and blush, moving over to lean your head on his shoulder as he moves a hand to pet your hair. “Ill take you anywhere anytime and get you anything you want.” you cant lie, at times you had thought about being more than just his sugar baby, having a real romantic relationship, but he was always so busy that it made it seem almost impossible. Sure he took time out to be with you but it was never a lot unless you were traveling. He didnt tell you a lot about his job either, just knew that he had a large following and that he didnt want anything serious and put his partner in a bad situation, but damn if you havent thought about him coming home to you and calling you his.

“Baby? You okay? You zoned out.” he waves a hand in front of your face and you blink back to reality.

“Yeah, sorry i just got a little distracted. Lets go get some food!” you pull away from him and he gets out, walking around to open your door for you and holds a hand out to help you. “Thank you” you smile and take his hand as you step out, he closes the door behind you and puts an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side as you both walk up to get a table. You get seated immediately and he pulls your chair out for you. “Is there a single flaw with you?” you ask genuinely, he just laughs and shakes his head.

“Theres a bunch you dont know about me, sweetheart.” you roll your eyes as the waitress comes back with your mimosa and his water, asking for your orders. He orders for you and him before she walks off to put them in. He always knows what you want and orders it for you. It makes you smile that he likes to take care of you. You shake that thought away and go back to mindlessly talking with him, waiting on the food. It comes shortly and you both start to eat. “Where do you want to go? Japan? Italy? Oh we havent been to paris in a while, maybe there.”

“I think paris would be great, its always so pretty this time of year, maybe we can have dinner on the eiffel tower again!” your eyes light up at the thought of going back to paris. Last time you went was last spring, you both walked around and had the most wonderful time people watching and shopping. You take another bite and he looks like hes about to say something before he stops himself and looks down. “What is it? Is something wrong?” you look at him concerned, scared you messed something up.

“Its nothing darling, dont worry.” you both finish up lunch and he pays before helping you up and leading you back to the car. “I have something id like to ask you when we get to paris if thats okay, its nothing bad i promise its just something ive been meaning to ask for a while is all.” you nod as he opens the door for you and helps you in. “now, a pretty girl like you needs pretty new clothes for the trip, lets go get you some.” he smiles at you as he gets in, resting a hand back on your thigh as he starts the car, leading you both to the mall.

You spend hours in there going to different stores and trying things on, him getting you whatever you wanted without any hesitation. You walk back to the car with armfulls of bags and a couple new suitcases. “Thank you so much daddy, youre the best.” you kiss his cheek and he turns a little red.

“Its no problem baby, why dont you stay over tonight and we can leave in the morning to head to the airport. I can help you pack and we can watch a movie.” you smiles and nod, putting your bags in the back of the car and your new suitcases in the trunk.

“Id like that…” you think for a second about how nice it would be to wake up next to him every day and how nice it is to fall asleep next to him when it happens, even if when you did wake up after he wasnt next to you. The cold bed always made you remember that you would never be more than this, not that this was bad in the least its just sometimes you wish you could be more. He drives you both back to his apartment building and helps you out, grabbing most of your bags, only leaving you to grab the suitcases as you enter the building. He lived on the top floor in the penthouse, expected for how much money he had. You set your stuff down in his room, your new clothes already laid out nicely thanks to him. He walks up behind you and hugs you from behind.

“Youll look so good in all of those baby, gonna be the prettiest one in paris.” he kisses your neck softly before pulling away and taking your hand, leading you to sit on the part of the bed not covered by clothes. “Let me go run you a bath and you can pick out a movie.” you nod and he walks to the bathroom, leaving you alone on the bed. You turn on the tv and start scrolling through netflix looking for a movie, finally deciding as he walks back in and picks you up. You giggle and wrap your arms around his neck, moving your head to rest on his chest as he carries you to the bathroom. He sets you on the counter and takes your shirt off carefully, leaving kisses down your neck and chest and he moves down to take your shorts off. You lift yourself gently to help him take your shorts off. He takes them off quickly before nipping and kissing your inner thighs, ghosting over your core. You whine and try to move closer to him before he presses your hips down into the counter.

“Stay still baby, dont wanna have to punish you. Daddy just wants his desert.” you nod quickly and stay still, his head diving to softly kiss your clit, causing you to whine. He chuckles and starts to slowly eat you out, almost at a teasing pace. You whine and grip the counter, trying to keep from pulling his hair. He pulls away and smiles, “good girl, being so good and not pulling my hair. Just letting daddy eat you up.” after he says that his hands move down to your thighs open as he starts to eat you out like a man starved. You let out a loud moan and throw your head back, your hands moving to his hair and tugging closer. At this point he didnt care about you pulling his hair, to blissed out by hearing your sweet moans and tasting you. Your cries became louder as he dragged you closer to the edge. as you were almost there he stopped, causing a loud whine from you as he moves up to face you. He looked like heaven like this, face covered in your slick with eyes dark from lust.

“Now my good little girl, i want you to get off the counter and bend over for daddy.” you quickly move off the counter and do as your told. “Such a perfect little girl, i want you to watch as i make you feel good, got it? You look away and i stop,” he chuckles and grabs your neck after you nod. His hand moves from your neck to your hair to hold you in place, making eye contact with him through the mirror.

“Such a precious little pet for me, arent you?” you whine as he lines up with your entrance, teasing you, causing you to press your hips back against him. He smacks your ass roughly and pulls you against his chest by your hair. “Thats not very nice bun, its almost like you want me to leave you all worked up.’’ he smirks at you before pulling you roughly back against him, ripping a scream from your throat. He sets a brutal pace, leaving no time for you to adjust to him. He keeps the pace, your legs starting to shake as he brings you back to the edge of your orgasm before quickly throwing you over it. You let out a cry of his name, trails of tears starting to run from your eyes as he keeps going.

“Pretty little bunny, always so good and tight for me. Gonna breed you so good. Fuck you until i know it takes.” he tugs your hair roughly and starts to bite and suck at your neck, leaving marks in his wake. You whine and cry, moving your hands to tug at his hair. “So close princess, gonna fill you up so good.” he moves a hand to your clit to punctuate his statement, causing a louder cry to come from you as you tip over the edge once again. His hips start to stutter as he fills you up, riding out his high with shallow thrusts letting out a few more quiet moans before pulling out of you carefully. You whine and tug at his hair as he does so. He picks you up carefully as he pulls away.

“i figured we could take a bath and then cuddle before we pack and figure out what time we should leave for the airport.” you nod and he carries you carefully over to the tub, setting you down carefully in it before getting and sitting behind you. He starts to wash your hair as you slowly drift off to sleep. You wake up briefly as he lifts you from the tub and carries you to the bed. He moves the blankets back and sets you down gently before crawling in next to you , pulling the blankets back over you.

“Be my partner,” he says as you turn towards him

“Only if we can still go to paris” you giggle and he nods, kissing the top of your head before you both drift off.

[you-did-well-moon]

Day6 Reaction to s/o learning their instrument while they're away

Type: Fluff, angst in Dowoon dont know what happened wasnt me

Word Count: 2.865

A/n: I took some creative freedom with why they were away but that is it. Keep in mind, I have no experience with instrument except for when I played the piano in 5th grade for like two weeks. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! - Moon

TW: small cuts, fight, second hand embarrassment

Sungjin

Sungjin was absolutely and devastatingly exhausted. His own guitar case felt like it was weighing him down tremendously, and he had a huge headache. Jae and Wonpil arguing in the back of the car was not helping in any way. It has been going on since they left the airport. He rubbed at his temples tiredly pressing his head against the cool window from his place in the passenger seat next to their manager. 

Still, he couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips as he thought about seeing you, probably curled up in the couch cheeks puffed from the snack you were inhaling. The pounding in his head lightened at the cute sight he would soon get to enjoy as he played with the loose threads of his old button up shirt. 

True to Sungjin’s imagination, your form was sitting on the couch. Not true to his imagination, you were actually bent over something in your lap, lightly humming and bopping your head to the rhythm being produced by your still clumsy fingers. The guitar in your lap had gotten lighter as the days went by without your boyfriend, and in replacement of his touch, leaving your fingertips warm and tingling, it was small cuts you hadn’t bothered to bandage as it disrupted you when playing.

 You missed Sungjin an abnormal amount. The cold spot in the bed or him making weird faces at you through the mirror in the mirror when brushing your teeth. You missed all of it. With a slight tremble in your chest you started playing the chorus to “You Were beautiful”.

You were so focused on trying to get it right you didn’t notice the door closing only to startle when you slightly looked up through your lidded eyes seeing the shadow looming over the coffee table. With a small yelp of surprise you jumped immediately looking up only to find your boyfriend staring at you with wide eyes. 

His surprised expression made you shrink into yourself. You threw your head into your hands in pure embarrassment letting the guitar gently slide off your lap, hitting the floor with a soft thump. “Can you just pretend you didn’t see that I can’t believe I even tried learning all that by myself I” you cut yourself off with an un-pleased sigh shaking your head and looking at him with pleading eyes. 

Your boyfriend continued in his frozen state for about five seconds before breaking out in the biggest smile rushing around the coffee table in which you panicked trying to get away from him with a squeal, but being too slow im the excitement that was usually in a much dormant state in Sungjin. The wrinkles near the corner of his eyes deepened adoringly, and his chest shook with soft laughter while he held you close. 

There was a fond twinkle in his eye as Sungjin forgot any tiredness that clung to his bones and kissed the tips of your fingertips while maintaining eye contact. He kept your hands encased in his when scolding you for having such low faith in yourself and softly encouraging you. He would probably put little stitch band-aids on your fingertips and continue teaching you, sitting you on his lap and scolding you when you lose focus with a sharp poke at your ribs smiling when you giggled. This man just fell impossibly more in love with you.

“You shouldn’t say those things, look at you love, learning all alone and doing so well. I'm so proud. Would you rather have the elmo band-aids or the stitch band-aids… I don’t know about you but Elmo kinda creeps me out. Just five more minutes little love then you can go mug Young k with Dowoon. Don’t look at me like that! You finally have a teacher and you take him for granted. The audacity-”

Jae

Jae was a thin hair away from just ripping his hair out. He didn’t believe the kpop industry would take very kindly to him going bald, but he had come to a point where he didn’t really care about what people thought anymore. But thinking about you not being able to play with his hair anymore while he drifted off to sleep with his head on your chest severely upset him.

 Jae had gotten stuck in another limbo, stuck in the studio and in his own head desperately trying to finish any of the unfinished songs left in his computer files. He missed you so much, he eventually called it quits, deciding to go home to you, who he hadn’t seen in days.

Just the thought about seeing you energized his previously exhausted self. He never could get sick of you. Every day, every week was a new adventure, a new chapter, all with his favorite person in the world. The night sky, although beautiful, seemed to mock him, reminding him of how late it was, meaning you were most probably asleep. 

Opening the door to his apartment, he heard soft music. He briefly recognized “I Need Somebody”, and thought you were playing it from your phone. All his thoughts came to a halting stop when he saw you perched on the bed, in his shirt, playing the melody of the previously mentioned song.

You had hair falling into your eyes with your eyebrows slightly scrunched trying not to mess up and heavily focused. Jae had loudly yelled in surprise, causing you to flinch and look up shocked at the sudden surprise. When you saw it was just him, you had comically thrown your hands in the air yelling at him about how it was supposed to be a surprise. 

The irritated look on your face vanished as you went up to give him a light hug with a kiss, softly smiling at him. Meanwhile Jae, was completely out of it, lovestruck eyes while he instinctively returned your affection.

“Come Jae, you look like you haven’t slept in ages, your eyes are so sunken babe”, you had softly whispered to him, rubbing the soft skin under his eyes, the way you were always soft with him when he came back from the studio. You slept in the same bed for the first time in what had been days, Jae tightly clutching on to you.

 He may have not been completely there at the moment, but in the morning when he had time to process everything, he was a changed man. He wouldn’t stop laughing and giggling excitedly, eagerly wanting to hear everything you had learnt. He even poked fun at you when you made a mistake. But it was all lovingly as he also praised you non stop while looking at you with his messy hair and big smile next to you on the couch. He had so much inspiration now. To finish what had been left behind.

“Pop off queen who gave you this much talent, you couldn’t even tell me what bass was last time we talked, which was like a week ago. Might just make you play when I don’t feel like playing. Give you a wig and people won’t know the difference! Why are you booing me, I'm right?”

Young K

Young K’s foot tapping on the floor of the car was the only sound that filled the car aside from the soft sound of the car’s engine and tires. He was absolutely spent, having to have stayed in a different city for a show he was invited to that was filmed far away from his home. 

Far away from you. Young K could tell his manager was starting to get irritated, but Young K was already massively annoyed and too far in his own world to really care. He missed the pine scent of his sheets, and he missed you.

It was not a good combination. When he got to his place he quietly thanked the manager,  getting his bag before trying to ignore every urge telling him to run into the building and fall into his soft bed with you in his arms. When he opened the door, your keys were there, so he knew you were in the building. That thought filled him with more relief than it should have. 

He did have to admit, hearing “I smile” this early in the day was odd as you usually saved the more mellow songs for later in the night. Young K told himself he had many euphoric moments in his life, but seeing you staring at a sheet of paper with so much determination and a bass guitar in your arms came pretty close to the top.

The absolute warmth that exploded in his chest was a feeling he would not forget in a long time. He could feel his lips slightly curl up in fondness as your hands shook while your eyes wavered unsurely between your hands on the strings and the video on your laptop sitting further on the edge of the bed. Your face scrunched up before you sighed and stared dejectedly at the instrument on your lap. 

“Why so sad love?" His voice made you instantly sit up, pushing the instrument gently off your lap. You crawled to the edge of the bed where Young K had already gotten closer where he met you tenderly running his hand through your hair, and he curved his hand around the back of your head bringing your forehead to his abdomen.

He brushed his thumb over where your hairline met the sensitive skin of the back of your neck immensely enjoying being back at your side. Your hands were clutching the back of his shirt, and your simple touch brought a warm feeling to his chest. You both leaned back as Young K’s chest started to rumble with laughter “You should have waited for me, it would have been easier if I could teach you”, he softly said, pushing your hair back from your face causing you to lightly laugh.

 “I wanted to surprise you, but I didn’t get that far anyways. Can’t become a prodigy in one day I guess”. Young K smiled again, promising to himself to help you as much as he could as he put his hand fondly on top of your head.

“You’re doing so good, just move your finger up a little, you’re plucking the c chord instead of the e chord during the chorus, don’t look at me like that i’m trying to help?! I wouldn’t put you on my level, but I think you’re doing really well. I’m hungry now, what do you want? No- What do you want? I am okay with anything just tell me-”

Wonpil

Wonpil was trying his hardest not to think about you. From the way you got excited when you got to see the moon in the cloudy sky to the way you smiled when you saw the neighbor’s cat while getting the mail. 

He was happy to be on a trip with her sister, he hadn’t had much time to be with her in recent, well forever really. While you had been invited, you hadn’t been able to attend due to work. Wonpil did his best to keep his mind off you and enjoy the trip, he just hadn’t spent this long without you in a while. 

Even so, he still had a fun time with his sister and her boyfriend creating many memories. He didn’t regret it, but he was extremely happy to come back to you. Opening the door to your apartment, he dropped his suitcase by the door, an excited smile tugging at his lips as he traveled through the apartment with his arms spread knowing you would embrace him as soon as you saw him. He felt so giddy, he didn’t even notice the broken keyboard sounds ringing throughout the living space.

His smile fell in a comical way, his face morphing into one of confusion instead. He recognized a broken rendition of “Mary had a little Lamb”, and tilted his head as he opened the door to your room seeing you with really big headphones on your head staring down at the keyboard with the most offended look on your face.

 How dare this keyboard not give you its secrets! Wonpil couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his chest, not mocking you, but he just thought you were so cute. He lightly touched your shoulder causing you to jump, and the slight movement of your head caused the headphones to slide off your head. It didn’t matter much. You instantly dove into his arms, pressing the side of your face against his chest.

He felt warmth flood his chest as his hand encased the back of your head while he pressed his lips to the top, closing his eyes in bliss enjoying having you in his arms again. He leaned back from the brace as his eyes flashed with amusement and yours with slight embarrassment. He lightly laughed, eyes crinkling. He cradled your face in his hands, a teasing lilt to his voice, “What were you trying to do, hmm?” He could feel your face grow hot under his finger tips.

 “I was just trying to surprise you. I felt bad for not being able to go with you”. He shook his head, hands playfully pinching your cheeks as you whined. “You shouldn’t act that way, I understood from the beginning. It must have been hard for you. Here, come, your lovely boyfriend will make this easier for you”.

“Y/n the keys will not bite prEsS dOWn, no, no keyboards do not have to be oiled, this is a musical instrument not a mechanical vehicle. You are so cute. What am I gonna do with you? No, you can not play the keyboard with your forehead, DO NOT put your foot on the keys. I don’t care if it’s for the vine. 

Dowoon

Dowoon was beating himself up. Looking back at what happened a few hours ago made his chest tight. He couldn’t help but wince at the words both of you had thrown at each other. You had been with each other for so long, and when his lovely mother asked him when he would propose, although with good intentions, it put pressure on him.

 He was still young. He had mentioned it to you in a joking manner, but there was a misunderstanding and you thought he was blowing it off as he didn’t see a future with you. 

Somehow feelings were hurt, and the fight escalated. And Dowoon decided he was a coward because it was when you had started stuttering through your words and avoiding eye contact, he knew. He knew he had pushed you across a line that might not be able to be crossed again. 

He panicked. He was really good at doing that wasn’t he? He left. He took a bus and went to the nearest hotel he could find. There he was sitting on the edge of the too perfectly made bed with his head in his hands.

Had he just ruined his precious relationship because he was scared of what the future could or could not hold? Why did he have to run away? Why couldn’t he just stay? Most importantly, how badly had he hurt you?

 With a sigh he stood up, and he got on the bus back to your apartment. Staring at the door, the fact you were just on the other side and hurting is what pushed him to open it with the key you had given him. Opening the door, he was met with silence and darkness. Have you already gone? He walked through the apartment, hope dwindling with every step. 

Then he heard a soft thump thump thump. His heart seemed to match with it, and as he walked to his studio which held his spare drum set, he thought of what he could say to make it better. Opening the door, he saw you softly hitting the drum with one stick, as if testing the waters and humming along to “When you Love Someone”. Dowoon couldn’t fight the sad smile that broke out on his face, and the absolute warmth that filled his chest. 

Why did he ever even doubt your future with him? There was no person more perfect for him than you. He stood next to you, softly taking your hand in his and guiding your hand to the right beat, although a bit broken. When your sad eyes looked up into his, forgiving in nature but still frustrated beyond belief, he knew he could still fix things. You were you, and Dowoon was Dowoon. You always somehow found your way back to each other.  

“No no, put your hands higher on the stick, no lower, now higher...a bit lower. No, Y/n drum sticks do not belong in my throat. What do you mean I have no room to talk, I thought we were over the fight. I would marry you in this life and the next! Why are you looking at me like that? I am not cute, I am handsome and overflowing with testosterone. Oooh are those gummies?

[tastyykpop]

smexy morning time with svt hhu?

sᴠᴛ ʜɪᴘ ʜᴏᴘ ᴜɴɪᴛ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ sᴇx

Warning: smut duh

Seungcheol

Seungcheol would be watching you sleep so peacefully but for some reason, the way your figure is perfectly laid about makes him feel a type of way

Without even thinking hes literally already feeling you up

Basically,

He doesn't care if you wake up while he's grabbing your ass

But if your still asleep then he'll quietly swear to himself because you look fuckable right now

Though once you do wake up he'd pounce on you before you let out a yawn or even say good morning

You're still half asleep and your dumb self was thinking he was being sweet with all the neck kisses until you felt his boner

Its not like you were complaining

And seungcheol was more rough in the morning

His morning voice was just perfect too

There wasnt even a chance to blink when you realized both his and your pants were off

Hes too lazy in the mornings to take your shirts off so you just vibe the way you are

And once ready

He'll push into you

Seungcheol has a really steady pace

Sometimes it turns into a quicker, more aggressive fuck if hes really in the mood

But for now he was calm and savoring your sweet sounds

In the morning theres barely any talking unless he's muttering something dirty to you

Which he does all the time

In the bedroom or not

Hed say things like "Youre so pretty for me." "You take my cock so well"

And your brain is like "daddy"

i need to take a walk

Wonwoo

This bitch is lazyyyy

Like he doesn't want to be the top right now

He just lets you ride him

The most he'll do is thrust up into you here and there

Wonwoos hands would be lazily resting on your hips to keep you in an up and down rhythm

For some reason there's always eye contact

Like no matter how tired he is, he'll literally make you look at him

He just likes watching your face and knowing he's doing well

Even without you telling him how good it is

Contrast to seungcheol, hes surprisingly talkative in the morning

And casual too

So like you'll be trying to get each other off and hes like "so we got our first win the other day"

But thats kind of what you like about morning sex with him because although you both wanna cum and are literally moaning into his chest

You're being casual with it

If that makes sense

It doesn't but whatever

Mingyu

I dont know why

But I have this burning feeling that hes not soft with it

Like even though it's early morning, hes horny and wants what he wants

Kinda like seungcheol in a way

So be prepared for ripped clothing and him manhandling you

And hes not even trying to be rough or mean by doing so

Hes just in the moment and full of lust

Every kiss is hard too

Your teeth are clashing and hes feeling your body up

Biting your lip here and there, not realizing hes drawing the smallest amount of blood until he tastes it

Which reminds me

His mouth!!!

That man literally eats you out like a starved man

And its just perfect

Mingyu goes to town, keeping your hips down and licking you up

His strong hands keeping your legs open even though they want to close from pleasure

Its so early for you that as he's enjoying himself between your legs, you're falling asleep

But mingyu finds different ways to keep you awake

Shocking you at one point by slamming his hips into you without warning

It keeps you awake for so long before you're literally fucked back to sleep

Vernon

Not to be a hoe

But like

Soft Vernon >:(

Hes super soft

Almost like he's gonna break you

But hes also still waking up a bit so he's going to be gentle

Literally the cutest too

Its very casual and vanilla

He'll make sure that whatever he's doing is okay with you

Even if you're the one who woke him up

Vernon will treat you right

There will be light kisses all over your face and small giggles

He'll hold your face in his hand once he actually kisses your lips

Slowly, you both start to take your clothes off but your still kind of shy with each other

Not to worry because Vernon's a good boy :)

Before he starts hes going to ask again if you're ready and okay

Of course you say yes

Who wouldn't

He pushes in slowly and you're both moaning

Vernon's slow at first but once he starts waking up more he gets a more steady and fast pace but its still a bit slow in a way

You'll be wrapping your legs around his waist and holding on to his forearms while he's working at your clit with one hand and feeling you up with the other

Once you both cum, you're too lazy to even clean up

So Vernon just wraps you up in his arms and waits for you to fall asleep first then he does the same

[spookypotato]

My second 1DxC2C is here, yay!

Thank you to @asnowpuff, @peggyrose19 and @ninak803 for motivating me💕

The song I used is happily by One Direction.

The ship I used is O'knutzy by the wonderful @lumosinlove! Thank you for the boys.

Happily

You don't understand, you don't understand

What you do to me when you hold his hand

Everything was too much. It was loud and the lights were coming from everywhere, flashing in all the colours of the rainbow. But Logan's eyes were fixed on one thing and his mind shut out everything else.

There he was, his best friend, Finn O'Hara, shamelessly flirting with some girl he just met. Some random girl in black skinny jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt with some kind of quote. Probably something like "But first coffee." Or "C'est la vie.". Just some quote that's good the first time and then it's everywhere.

Just like her hands. She was touching Finn. All the time. Whenever he said anything, she reached over to him. Couldn't keep her damn hands on her side for one second.

They laughed, together. Finn probably said something funny. He was always the one cheering Logan up on a bad day. Why he told it to her, was another question.

Finn was probably just being polite, now that Logan thought about it. He knew his best friend. There was no way he actually like her. But Finn was always too kind for his own good. He was probably uncomfortable. Maybe he should go over there and save his friend. That would probably be for the best.

Then he saw Finn reaching out. Taking her drink. Holding her hand, around her drink. And not moving away. Off course, Finn, always the gentleman would bring her a new drink, as hers was empty, but holding hands?!  That wasn't necessary to be friendly. Finn's hand still lingered on the smaller one around the cup. Maybe he was cheering her up? Maybe he saw, she was all alone, all evening and he just wanted her to feel better, by pretending to be interested.

Or maybe, he actually liked her.

We were meant to be but a twist of fate

Made it so you had to walk away

Off course, that was how it had to go. Finn had been gone for months. Logan was still about to cry, every time he passed his old room.

He could see the new posters, of their new teammate. Brody. Yes, he was friendly and put away the stuff he used. He was an almost perfect roommate. The problem was, he wasnt Finn.

He didnt have those red curls, that got all messed up in the morning and when he got drunk. Like they had been the night of their first - yeah. He didnt have freckles, that built star constellations in themselves. That were supposed to be traced and kissed and -.

No, that boy Logan longed for wasnt there with him anymore. No more distractions, no more pretending, no more hiding his feelings.

No more lingering glances, no more soft brown eyes, no more electric touches.

No more Finn.

'Cause we're on fire

We are on fire

But now he was with him again. Talking, joking, playing. They were on the same line. Off course, they were. Logan knew every detail about each one of Finn's plays. Finn knew every little suspicion and comfort Logan had. They knew each other better than they knew themselves. They just- worked together.

They didnt count their own goals. They scored together. Passing the puck multiple times until one of them had the best chance of scoring. They achieved multiple hat-tricks together, one from Finn and two from Logan. And even if Finn scored three, it was theirs. Because Logan helped. Logan was like his second self.

Logan was his other half.

I don't care what people say when we're together

"I want you, Lo'! I know you do, too. Admit it to yourself. You owe it to youself.", Finn shot at him and then added not much above a whisper, "You owe it to me."

"We can't, Finn. You know we can't. You dont want to risk it. You couldnt live with the whole crowd chanting slurs at you, everytime they see you. I couldnt live with them shouting at you.", Logan cried, tears forming in his eyes and threatening to fall.

"I don't care what theyll say!", Finn shouted. He couldnt hold it back anymore. He had enough of hiding. He wasnt wrong for wanting what he wanted.

You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep

He remembered the morning he left for Gryffindor.

Finn woke up, blinking slowly until his eyes adjusted to the light, from the morning sun. It tickled his feet and hands and neck and shoulder- and that wasnt the sun.

Next to him, Finn had completely forgotten in his half asleep state, was Logan. His head on Finns shoulder, eyelashes on his neck. Tickling him.

Their legs were tangled and Finns hand was on Logans back. He could feel his heartbeat. It sounded a lot slower than Finns now quick one. Logans back was warm. Logan was warm. Finn could feel each place they were touching, like it was burning his skin. It was a good pain for the moment.

For the first time, all the excitement about being able to play for the lions- world famous gryffindor lions, his dream- vanished, rigt now, he just wanted to stay. Stay curled up around, this beautiful boy, lying next to him. He would give up his spot on the team, if there was anyway that would make them work out.

But there wasnt. Logan wasnt talking about things that happend, so why would he talk about things that could?

So Finn just burried his nose in Logans hair for the time being and hoped his feelings would fade. Tomorrow. Not today. He would let himself enjoy the closeness for now. He wouldn't ever get this chance again.

It's four a.m. and I know that you're with him

I wonder if he knows that I touched your skin

And if he feels my traces in your hair

Sorry, love, but I don't really care

Logan was staring at the ceiling. Or the floor?

He was lying on his bed, in Dumos basement. They had just won the badgers game. Yet, he didnt feel like celebrating.

He had left right after dinner, which was as perfect as always. Logan hadnt said more than what had been necessary and he had felt celeste worried glances, but she hadnt questioned it. He was glad about it.

The problem wasnt the win. Or how he played or that someone got hurt. No. I was the moment after the timer had ran out. He had been skating over to Finn, like he always did, bumping the helmets together and celebrating their win.

The problem were blond curls on Finns shoulder, as Leo had come up behind the red head and had hugged him. His hand was on Finns chest. Probably feeling his heartbeat. Finn warm all along his back, not only with adrenaline, but the pressure of another body close to him.

The problem was that, Logan wanted to rip Leo's hand away from Finns heart. Wanted to push him away and take his place, feeling Finns warmth in his arms.

The bigger problem was though, that he also wanted to push away Finn and take his place. Feeling Leo's arms surround him and his head a gentle weight on his shoulder.

And then there was that small part that didnt mind. That small part that wanted them to stay exactly how they were. Leo wrapped around Finn, smiling at him and looking all in all just happy. Holding his hand over Finns heart, a place Logan had had his own hand, thinking about if Finn felt the connection. If Leo felt the connection.

Logan hoped they did.

I just want it to be you and I forever

I know you wanna leave

So c'mon baby be with me

So happily

[frogtanii]

its meeeeee 🔮

*casually waves* *trips* *quickly stands up*

👁️💧👄💧👁️ im not crying sis what you talking about-

from the interaction between iwa and mitochondria, she definitely tried clinging on to him the hardest noh?

at first, i thought of the possibility thaf she truly loved him at the start of their "relationship" but then the greed and her need for power just went out of whack and eliminated whatever genuine puppy love eas present between her and him.

but then i realized that she probably clung on to him the hardest because of his position in the hyper house, and that is messed up on its own. like, as the manager, he should have been fair in everything he does involving the people under his care, but she swayed him into treating y/n like the dirt under his shoe with whatever lies she spun, and he let himself believe the lies without consulting the other person involved.

understandable though, in situations where one is unfamiliar with an element, they tend to gravitate towards the more familiar to ask how to deal with the unfamiliar, and mitochondria is one hell of a manipulator.

iwa hit close to home.

like i know what it feels like to care for someone only for them to dismiss your feelings. 'oh, you're too sensitive', or 'oh youre overreacting'.

good on him for breaking it off despite how he feels about her, good for him.

a n y w a y s

h e w a s f i r e d

why wasnt mitochondria fired? was it because of the contract? and wouldnt iwa be under the same contract? (im sorry i dont know how these work- HAHAHAHAHA)

im hoping iwa comes back and tries making amends with everybody.

the anon before that said ushi might be manangement? let them know that i can see why theyd think that now 👁️👄👁️.

omg yachi??? the queen??? if mitochondria tries anything with her, y/n better stab the bitch, not just punch, full on stab until shes bled out on the floor- (ok that was morbid, i apologize-)

once again, i very much felt the feels. thank you froggy, your writing is immaculate, as always 👁️💧👄💧👁️. had me tearing up first thing in the morning.

in light of my sadness directed at iwa, i hereby offer you:

•basing this off of the "iwa is half-filipino" headcanon, imagine iwa doing the harana outside your window. (harana was part of a courtship, kind of ritual, in the philippines during yee olden times, and it was basically the man standing outside the girls window and serenading her. on that note, like what happened to the original plot of the movie? i want some serenading outside my window, not a "wyd" on social media 😤)

•another on the half-filipino iwa headcanon, he most definitely cusses at oikawa in filipino and oikawa just looks so confused. and then they learn that iwa cursing in filipino was a whole other level of mad- HAHAHAHAHAH

•last on the half filipino iwa, filipinos generally have large extended families, with equals many cousins, many nieces and nephews (im pretty sure i have a grandson? i met him during my grandmother's funeral, i think? i mean they said he was my grandson and i just went 👁️👄👁️) WHICH EQUALS IWA BEING GREAT WITH KIDS AND I MELT 🥺

•iwa collecting something like pins? or cards? and he just 🥺looks🥺so🥺excited🥺showing🥺his🥺s/o🥺

•responsible iwa and not so responsible y/n, and y/n accidentally ripping his shirt she borrowed one sleepover, and he just fixes it and shows her how to sew? (y/n pokes le finger on le needle, but yall dont need to know that-) or y/n injuring herself and iwa bandaging the wounds🥺.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS

[] drink some water, go on ill wait.

[] have a good meal for lunch okie?

[] did you get enough beauty sleep last night? 🤨

MUCH LOVE FROGGY 💘

p.s. your replies to my asks make my heart go dokidoki 🥺👉👈 and i gotra establish that NOH YOU'RE THE CUTE ONE 😤

p.p.s im glad you enjoy my headcanons and drabbles ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ

AHHH CRYSTAL NONNIE THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE WELCOME BACK !!!! also I LOVE THE IWA HALF FILIPINO HCS OMFG iwa w kids?????? pleaseee 😩 aanndddd;;

[X] i did drink water!! probably not enough but some!!

[X] i just ate dinner hehe

[X] no :00

AHHH M SORRY ILY KITH KITH

[prettyblfan]

Coffee Shop Boy

Chapter Four

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Today started a little differently for Sorawit than his Monday and Tuesday had.

It began when he spotted none other than his brother Bun down stairs preparing the coffee shop. This was rare in two senses one being Bun almost always worked the early morning shifts at the hospital so Sorawit almost never saw him in the morning, and the second being the rare occasion he had the day or morning off he definitely wouldn't be spending it doing this.

"P'Bun?" Sorawit called out, the confusion in his voice very evident.

"Ah Sorawit you're awake, if you want you can go back to sleep i can take over for today." Bun said stopping what he was doing to smile at Sorawit.

This was weird. Definitely weird. Bun was broken.

"P'Bun are you sure? Did something happen at work?" Sorawit questioned cautiously.

Of course it wasn't bad that Bun was home during the mornings, quite the contrary this was good for him between working at the coffee shop and the hospital he almost never had a break. The worrying thing is that Bun loves doing what he does so he'd never be home willingly.

"Umm, everything's fine just thought I could do with a bit of a break" Bun hummed brushing off Sorawit's questions.

Sorawit wasn't buying it. Not one bit.

Could most things get past him. Yes. But definitely not this.

In the end Sorawit decided not to push any further and rather than returning to his bedroom he opted to instead help Bun set up, after all there was still a small chance That would show.

Speaking of That Sorawit pondered briefly about the text that he had sent him last night.

You see it was only when he woke up this morning that he had seen not only That's message but also the message he sent.

Sorawit: Night That sleep well 😴 💓.

'Why did he send him a heart???'

Sorawit screamed internally as he forced himself to stay focused on wiping down the surfaces.

This wasn't a big deal, nor was it weird.

So, Sorawit had no idea why he was freaking out over something so small. He had sent hearts to practically everyone, like Bun and Nam so why was That any different.

Sorawit tried to reason with himself but in his heart he still felt very unsettled.

How was That any different?

~

Being so absorbed in his thoughts, yes his thoughts, 4:30 had finally rolled around. And to Sorawit's disappointment? there was no sight of That.

The table by the door was left usually empty.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Bun asked teasingly as he poked Sorawit on the cheek.

"No." Sorawit replied quickly.

Why was he expecting him to turn up in the first place. That had said yesterday he most likely won't make it.

"You were staring at the door so intensely, so it looked like you were" Bun continued only to be met with no responsed.

Sorawit pouted.

That was strange. 100% strange. Why is it that he managed to make Sorawit feel so... weird.

*Chime*

Sorawit head whipped around to the door, his heart pounding. That made it. Sorawit forced himself to breathe as the door opened further.

"YOU!" Bun yelled out pointing towards the men in the door way.

And so it was like that Sorawit's hopes had vanished, none of the men standing in the door way was That.

They were all well dressed men. That in itself was very apparent, Sorawit had no idea what brands they were wearing he just knew they had to be expensive.

"P'Bun" Sorawit called completely baffled, how did his brother know these people. Sorawit was pretty sure he knew all of Bun's friends, it wasn't hard he didn't have very many as he rarely focused on anything other than work.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Bun questioned glaring intensely at the trio in the door way.

The man in the middle and objectively the most handsome made his way to the centre of the coffee shop smiling playful as the men that came with him remained by the door.

"Well you're open right?" The man replied raising his eyebrow teasingly at Bun.

Now Sorawit was completely and utterly confused. His eyes flickered between the two before it finally clicked, or he had atleast made a reasonable guess.

Judging by his brother's hostile nature this was the man that had picked a fight with him on Monday.

"Not for you!" Bun huffed making his way over to him.

"Why?" The unknown man briefly paused before continuing, his eyes gleamed with something Sorawit couldn't really identify.

"Aw Bun~ are you still mad about your suspension, remember it's only temporary" The well dressed man smiled.

Sorawit could practically feel the ridicule in his tone, he quickly glanced at Bun. The tips of his ears were red and his body had completely stiffened.

"You got suspended?" Sorawit questioned.

None of this made sense. There was no way in hell that Bun would ever be suspended.

"Get out!" Bun yelled glaring at the man infront of him before shooting Sorawit an apologetic look.

"This is a really nice place you've got here, you know what I think we might stay for a coffee right M" The man completely ignored Bun's outburst making his way over to a table and sitting down.

"If you keep on teasing him a vain might pop." The man known as M spoke as him and the other man sat down.

"Sorawit you should head up stairs and study I'll handle this shift today" Bun sighed as the man seemed to pay no attention to his words.

"P'Bun, you sure" Sorawit asked raising his eyebrow questioningly in the direction of the men sat in the corner.

"Umm, go" Bun replied picking up the note pad used to take orders with.

"You better explain later" Sorawit warned playfully.

Bun nodded with a light smile before making his way over to the table to take their orders.

Sorawit didn't really want to leave Bun alone with men like that but Bun didn't leave any room for argument.

And maybe a small part of Sorawit couldn't wait to text That. Like a really small part.

As he was heading up the stairs he heard Bun yell.

"Tan don't push your luck"

Tan... Wasnt that the man Ploy was talking about before. Sorawit paused before reluctantly continuing up the stairs, he knew for a fact that his brother could hold his own but he'd have to remind Bun to stay away from this Tan guy. He seemed like bad news.

~

Pouncing on his bed Sorawit grabbed his phone smiling brightly as he opened his contacts.

His fingers lingered on the call button.

'Would he even answer, maybe I should just text him' Sorawit thought as he rolled over onto his back staring blankly at his phone.

Ring~Ring~Ring~

The loud noise of his phone startle Sorawit to the point that his phone had dropped flat onto his face. Sitting up and grabbing his phone Sorawit stared at the caller ID looking completely surprised.

That had called him, That had called him first.

Sorawit answered the phone without hesitation.

"Sorawit" That called, his voice echoing from the phone.

Sorawit flushed, That had never really called his name before, even if he had this time felt different.

"Yeah." Sorawit responded softly.

"I didn't think you'd answer" That said just as softly.

'This feels strange'

"Well my brother is at home today, so I didn't have to help" Sorawit replied.

"You have a brother?" That questioned.

"Umm i do, he's older" Sorawit said.

For some reason this whole conversation made Sorawit feel queezy. Maybe it was because That's voice was a lot softer than usual, whatever it was it was definitelythrowing him off.

That rarely talked so softly to him.

"You couldn't come today?" Sorawit asked.

"Umm i worked late yesterday and I had something to do this morning." That said before yelling out to someone in the background.

"Tell Por that I'm not doing it I don't take orders from him, he can asked Pued if he's so desperate"

"That?"

It was moments like this that reminded him how long he'd exactly known That, since they spoke to each other so comfortably it made him feel as if he had known him forever. But in reality he had only known him for two day, so of course they were still getting to know each other. It was just that Sorawit hated not knowing these little things.

"Sorry" That said letting out a sigh.

"Are you busy you seem busy, we can talk later if you want." Sorawit asked.

"It's fine just tired... honestly I'm slightly surprised that you haven't bombarded me with questions yet" That teased with a light laugh.

"What's the point you never answer them" Sorawit spoke his tone completely sour.

"I answer at least one of your questions, so what's today's one" That said.

"Where do you work but you have to also include what you do as well, I won't let you rip me off with these hardly detailed answers" Sorawit responded, the corner of his lips pulling into a soft smile.

Sorawit likes That a lot. Apart from Nam he hadn't made very many close friends since moving here, so That was a very nice addition. (Friend, I mean okay Sorawit😂)

"Haha, I work as a security guard at The Mist" That laughed keeping his response short even despite what Sorawit had said.

Sorawit huffed before mumbling into the phone upset.

"And, I said no short answers"

"And... I've worked there since I moved here umm" That paused struggling to find anything else to say.

Just as That was about to continue a voice in the background cut him off.

"That Por said he wants to see you now. In his office"

That sighed before speaking to Sorawit, the annoyance was clear in his voice.

"I'll call later"

And just like that before Sorawit could even complain That had hung up.

'What was he going to say' Sorawit pondered.

Sorawit glanced at the time on his phone before getting up and making his way over to his desk.

He let out a huff before pulling out his text books. He couldn't help but think every time he got close That would pull away intentionally or unintentionally.

Glancing away from his books he quickly sent That a text.

Sorawit: Are you free this afternoon. Let's hang out 😊

~

Did I take my sweet time yes, yes I did but don't worry, actually do worry as since I've now officially started school again these updates might be a bit slower but I shall try to procrastinate less. No promises ☺

But any how we love Bun and Tan going from enemies to lovers as well as both Bun and Sorawit falling for shady men and being kinda of oblivious about it. 😂

I loved this scene.🥰

Trigger Warning ⚠️ i don't proof read that throughly so feel free to point out mistakes and correct me.

[thyme-writes]

Satan NSFW fic

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Satan x Female MC

Summary:

"You do recognize that was a mistake right?" He leaned forward toward me and his eyes looked dark "you couldn't possibly think telling a demon you'll do anything was in fact a good idea" the corner of his mouth raised to a devilish smirk and my mouth ran dry.

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Initially I didn’t really like Satan, but I’ve come around and I think  it shows ;)

My footsteps were loud through the quiet house of lamentation. It was far too late but I realized the project Lucifer asked me to work on a few days back was due in the morning and I was missing citations. The library would of course be closed but naturally Satan must have the book I need, hoping he was still awake.

I rapped quietly on the door and Satan opened it slowly, and revealed a shirtless smooth body accompanied by his sweatpants. On a normal day he was so put together and dressed so well, I could help but stare. His torso had well defined and toned ab lines decorating up to his tight pecs, with strong collar bones pushing against his skin. I could feel my face get flushed, and I tried to meet his gaze quickly but I was uncomfortably aware of him seeing my wandering gaze across his bare skin.

"What is it Thyme? Awful late for you to be visiting my room." He smirked and leaned against the doorway.

"Well I don't want to impose but I need to ask you for a favor.." I sighed, feeling nervous and still feeling my face was red and warm.

"Come on in" he stepped back and opened the door wide, walking over to his chair where he was like sitting before I knocked and picked up his book tentatively. "What's the favor then?"

I went into my rambling story nerves taking over and fully recognizing I was talking at the speed of light. He seemed to have a mischievous gleam in his eye. He pursed his lips and put his fist under his chin waiting for my rambling to finally end.

"You know, that book in particular is incredibly rare and expensive I have one of the first copies printed." He shook his head "that's part of my collection I don't let anyone touch"

"I promise I will be safe Satan. Please I really can't wait until Monday to go to the library!" I felt like dropping to my knees, I could see this whole plan not working then having to delay turning in the project.

"I'm sorry Thyme, it's a no." He shook his head and although his face was so stern I still felt there was a chance, as Satan was not one to agree quickly.

My knees hit the floor and I bowed my head. "Please, I'll do anything. I can not delay this project," I slowly brought my head up in the slowest and most adorable way I could pouting my lips and clutching my heads together.

"You do recognize that was a mistake right?" He leaned forward toward me and his eyes looked dark "you couldn't possibly think telling a demon you'll do anything was in fact a good idea" the corner of his mouth raised to a devilish smirk and my mouth ran dry.

"I-" I stammered, for some reason my whole body warmed up, I took stock of his figure again, leaning towards me. Strongly aware this time he was mostly half naked. The dips in his shoulders, his firm and delicious looking chest. He caught my eyes again and the smirk grew as my cheeks lit up rosy and warm. "I think-... I-"

"Yes you see the fault in it now, but you can't take it back." He settled back into the chair putting both hands on the arm of the chair with the most smug smile on his face. "Go ahead and grab the book, Thyme, you may quickly take your notes at my desk, but I'm going to collect that payment of 'anything' and I'll listen to no complaints with my terms."

"Thank you," I stood up and grabbed his hand on the armchair, bowing slightly when I held his hand in mine and felt some electricity run through me. Why did I grab his hand? His eyes shot back up to my face, but where was he just looking, was he just checking me out? Then I saw a glimmer of heat in his eyes, and he quickly pulled his hand back from me. I spun on my heels to search for the book, before swiftly seating myself at his desk. After scooting in and opening the book I snuck a glance over to him, he seemed completely unaffected aside from a miniscule scowl on his face as he was immersed back in his book.

Despite my begging to get access to the book, my mind desired to be anywhere but in this book. I began scribbling notes on some spare paper between my constant thoughts of Satan's hand in mine, his tight chest as he leaned against the door, and his impending request of "anything". More than a few times I had to shake myself from the thoughts to return back to my notes. About 15 minutes into dissecting the book I could see from my peripherals he stood and walked up the spiral stairs in his room. My body seemed to relax and a breath forced out of my lungs, I hadn't been holding my breath but it did feel easier to breath for a moment. I didn't dare ask where he was going, but maybe I'd be able to finish before he got back and come back for whatever he asked of me.

I gently closed the book and ran a quick glance over the pages of notes. I sighed in relief and realized i had enough information. Before I could scoot back and slide out of the chair a body pressed up against me and Satan's hand rested quickly on the desk and his head above my shoulder. I sheepishly angled myself to look up at him and his eyes were pinned on the desk studying my notes. The sight of him sending electricity through me again, feeling my cheeks heat up, I looked back at my notes as well.

"I take it the notes are finished" he was so close I could feel his breath exhaling against me

"Thank you Satan, I appreciate this so much." I started to stack the pages when I felt his breath against my ear and I froze.

"You can thank me in other ways," his fingers began trailing along the crest of my shoulder and neck and I felt my breathing quicken and I gasped quietly. "Get your ass in my bed." I turned to look at him. His face was so close and his cheeks were pink just at the top. I could see his breathing was hard and his emerald eyes seemed to take on a darker color. I felt his hand cup my face gently and his lips met mine. My body reacted and I pushed into the kiss with a fever. I was silently cursing my body for being so desperate for the kiss and I reached up to put my hands in his hair. He pulled away with a growl, grabbed my hand, leaned against my ear with his lips pressed on my lobes, and breathed "Now" He then stood up straight and I could see his erection push against his sweatpants, which offered not a stitch of resistance, producing a well built tent. I gasped and got to my feet walking over to his bed.

My legs were liable to give out any moment under the extreme arousal building in me. When I got on his bed I realized he was following right behind me silently walking to his bed. He climbed on top of me on the bed, forcing me back on my elbows, then laying flat on my back as he pushed up against me pushing my legs apart. Feeling his cock against my pussy I couldn't fight the small whimper that escaped my lungs. He began kissing my neck and more whimpers, much loader, escaped and morphed into moans. My body reacting and desperately aching causing my back to arch against him. I felt his delicious sigh against my neck as my hips rocked into him.

All of a sudden his lips were against my ears again and he whispered, "I said no complaints, but I will only go further if you say so now." he nibbled on my lobe "But be warned, I will not be gentle, those are my terms." He pulled his head back to look me in my eyes, and the desire in his own green eyes sent my head spinning. I could tell him I've been curious for months to be in this bed. I could tell him how much I loved pain with my pleasure.

"I accept." I pulled his head back to my lips and kissed him passionately, his hips rocked against mine and he bit down on my lower lip sending pain through my body and I moaned grabbing at him a little harder. He pulled away from me and began tearing at my clothes, ripping them apart, and I sensed while he may have been tearing at my clothes he was being more gentle with me and holding back was increasingly harder and harder. I reached up to his abs and dragged my nail from just under his nipples down to his pelvis and he let out another growl that teetered the edge of a roar and he looked down at me with viscous eyes. I felt a slight pang of fear, but my arousal took over and I could feel my pussy soaking in my juices.

I sat up readjusting so I was leaning on my knees and reached out for the waistband of his pants and he watched me as I pulled his pants down he stepped out of them as they pooled at his feet and he swiftly grabbed the back of my head leading me to his hard cock not far from my face. I wrapped my lips around his veiny long cock and let it slide through my mouth about half way and back, then his hand pushed me back to take it all. I happily ignored my gag reflex and pushed my tongue up against the bottom of his cock to try to signal he could fuck my face all he wanted. It absolutely triggered something inside him and his hips began rocking and his cock was pumping back and forth in my mouth. I looked up at him when my face was stuffed full, his eyes meeting mine and his head rolled back and he groaned hard. His speed picking up, I knew he wasnt long for this aggressive of a face fucking, so I let myself gag a bit when my lips touched his pelvis and he wimpered. Instead of him pulling back a little I grabbed his hips, keeping his dick stuffed in my throat, gagging a bit more and his breath caught, his hips jerked and I felt his cock twitching in my mouth. I cupped his balls and I could hear his moaning when the hot load hit the back of my throat. I let him catch his breath before pulling him out of my mouth, his hands out of my hair now, and his cock still rock hard popped out of my mouth.

I looked up at him just as he began pushing me back on the bed, all of a sudden his hands all over my body, grabbing at me as his lips found my collarbone.Kisses turning into sharp bites trailing across my body like rapid fire. The sensation was so overwhelming, igniting my body again, that I didn't even notice his hand trailing to my pussy when a finger grazed my lips and Satan groaned again. "You like getting your face fucked huh?" and he shoved a finger inside me, my back arching and a moan leaving my lips as he continued to attacked my body with quick bites and nips. He began pumping his finger inside me when he added a second finger, my hips now accustomed to his pace I bucked back against his hand. His biting became a more calculated trail and was just reaching my nipples when his thumb began rubbing my clit while his fingers continued to pump inside me.

"Oh SATAN" I screamed and gripped at his shoulders as I felt my climax building and about to explode when he yanked his fingers away from me with a loud whimper from me.

"On your fucking hands and knees now." I leaned up staring at his completely rock hard cock, wondering if it ever went soft to begin with, and I complied, turning my body to my hands and knees when he pushed my head down into the bed. "Actually, this is better." My ass up on display for him and within a second the head of his cock at my entrance. "Beg for it like you begged for the book" His voice was raspy with desire and every word sounded like a growl.

"Oh Satan please, please fuck me, shove that big dick inside me" I moaned in a similar raspy voice, my pussy clenching desperate for penetration and he delivered by pushing the head of his dick inside me, and stopping "Oh please more, please-" and then he shoved the whole thing inside me in one motion and I screamed as he bottomed out inside me gripping my hips so hard there would be bruises tomorrow.

"Fuuuuuck" He groaned, and started pumping his cock back and forth, slamming into me every couple pumps but speeding up too. within a few minutes his balls were slapping against my lips and his cock was slamming into me at a ravenous pace. He was groaning in tune with my own whimpers and moans and the world felt like i spun under me, my eyes rolling back as the rhythm of him fucking me was like music. In my pleasure I felt him reach into my hair and pull hard forcing my head back and garbled moans left my lips quickly. Releasing my hair I felt his palm snake around my neck and his body leaned a bit over me when he grabbed my neck. Pushing on the sides causing blood to rush to my head my climax was impending now, my pussy clenching on him and I was ready to explode.

"Uuugh shit" He groaned, as my whimpers barely escaped my lips anymore. "Are you gonna cum on my cock Thyme?" and with his question my head was spinning, I tensed and gasped for air as my legs shook under him ready to give out, he released my neck to grab back at my hips and hold me in place, pumping deep inside me while my orgasm wracked my body. Tremors shook me and as I reached my climax I felt Satan's dick bottom out inside me. His hips began jerking and he was shooting his load inside me as I was reeling from my own climax.

My body collapsed on his bed and he rolled off me to crash next to me. We were both gasping for air for a moment before I heard his voice rumble. "I would like you to know that your debt is not paid, that was one of your installments to pay." He started to get up slowly.

"I'll be paying on time Satan, trust me." I smirked as I looked curiously at him getting up and walking across the room.

"I believe that," his gazes drifted across my body sprawled out on his bed. "Let me get you some clothes for your walk back to your room."

"Oh I'm not getting up, my legs won't allow it." I chucked and he paused, thinking for a moment as he looked me over again. Then began walking back to the bed moving the covers aside for me to crawl into and he got in beside me.

"Well, then I look forward to your next payment when I wake up." He slapped my ass under the covers and we drifted off to sleep.

[obsessive-ego]

Spying

Nsft content

Beetlejuice spies on you looking for dirt, gets something much better

I apologize for this

It was a rather quite day, you were Chilling on the couch playing your switch, just messing on animal crossing. Earlier that day beetlejuice told you he was gonna duck out and scare the piss out of your neighbors, you thought nothing of it since he does it all the time. Unbeknownst to you it was to cover up him spying on you, the ghoul was quite curious on how you act with him not around, you said you were the type to not have secrets. You were a odd one, tough, but jumpy, easy to mess with, but able to defend yourself physically and boy did he find that out the hard way when you sucker punched him. But you were an open book, no secrets, no dirt?but there had to be something, right? something juicy he could bug you with, yeah being lewd and gross made you flinch and gag, but he wanted a more personal touch to your teasing, something really secretive, that would you die if he found out.

To you beetlejuice has made himself invisible, as much as he hated being invisible, especially to his favourite breather, this was important. So he sat right by your side, watching your every move, he didn't really get the whole animal crossing thing, but it made you smile, and that was enough for him, though he rather watch you play resident evil.

You put the game in sleep mode, stood up and stretched, making a rather loud lewd noise, beetlejuice's eyes go wide at this, and you just laugh at your own stupid actions, since you thought you were alone, it honestly didn't matter what you said or did without your smart mouthed undead roommate. You were on the move and so was beetlejuice, you headed for your room, grabbing an over sized tee shirt and a pair of panties.

"What are you up to sugar? Real cute choice I gotta say~" beetlejuice cooes in your ear, not that you could hear him, but you do brush the hair covering said ear aside, feeling odd chill down your spine, you dont think much of it.

With your clothes in hand you head to the bathroom with the ghoul hot on your trail, then it clicks, you're gonna take a shower, you NEVER did that when he's around, you either showered when he was out scaring or chilling with the Deetz. This was just too good, he's gonna get a little show of his cute breather stripping down and soaping up. If you could see the ghoul now, buzzing with excitement, hair a beautiful mess of vibrant electric pink and green, drooling as his excitement grows. You plopped your change of clothes on the ground along with a towel to stand on so the floor doesnt get wet.

You strip down without a thought in your head, oblivious to the wolf whistles and lewd comments. You hop in the shower, beetlejuice doesnt follow, as much as he'd like to get super up close and personal to you in such a state, hes not a fan of water, so the ghoul settles watching your silhouette while he sits on the sink.

"Ya know doll, I'd love to be that little bar of soap, kinda jealous of it to be honest, lucky fella gets to run over all your goodies" he laughs.

A few moments and ALOT of lewd remarks later the running water stops, and a hand reaches out from the curtain looking for a towel, without a second thought beetlejuice hands you one. His stomach drops, FUCK, hes so busted, but yet say nothing, the ghoul sighs in relief, thank god slash satan for your oblivious nature.

Pulling the curtain aside, you step out and sit on the edge of the tub, towel wrapped around your waist damp hair clinging to your face.

"Looking like a snack sugar" he whistles.

You pull out a bottle of body lotion and his eyes go wide, he couldnt have chosen a better day to pull this spying mission. The demon watched intensely as you rubbed the lotion into your skin, starting with your arms, then moving to your legs, you drop the towel without second thought to rub lotion between your thighs, stomach and breasts. Beetlejuice was drooling over your little show, heavily debating if he should jerk off now or wait to see what else is on today's menu.

You get dressed in the change of clothes you brought, taking the clothes you wore earlier with you as you head to your bedroom, you chuck them into your laundry pile and plop down on the bed, beetlejuice follows and plops down next to you, you shiver but think nothing of it.

"What ya up to now sweet stuff? You gonna do something embarrassing so mr BeebleBoose can have some dirt on ya? Or are you-" the ghoul stopped once he notice you get up, curious to what you were up to, he watched as you pull a tool box from under your bed, weird, opening the box his jaw drops, you pull out your vibrator, a beautiful bright pink vibrator, with a nice bulbous tip. Were you going to? Was he really that lucky? This day kept getting better.

You remove your panties and sit back down on the bed, laying down against your pillows you spread your legs open, beetlejuice was sitting on the far end of the bed, a perfect view, he was already half hard thanks to that little show in the bathroom.

You pause, then sigh, with a light click the vibe buzzes to life. Beetlejuice whines while he watches you trail the vibrator up and down your folds, the settling on the clit, you sigh at the pleasant sensation, beetlejuice groans, god slash satan how he wanted to tease you with that toy.

"Come on Sugar dont be a tease" he whines biting his knuckles.

As if you herd him you move the toy to your opening, your were already plenty wet, you've been riled up all day to be honest, unknown to your demon pal was how much you liked them, and how warm they made you feel, the way he would make you laugh, his stupid smug grin, his bizarre mood ring hair, yeah he was a creepy gross perv, but it suited him. You were plenty hot after how clingy his was this morning, and took an opportunity to let off some steam when he decided to leave.

Slipping the toy inside of you, you gasp and sigh at the familiar feeling, beetlejuice groans at the sight of his sweet breather, about to become an absolute mess right in front of his eyes, no idea what he did to deserve such a stroke of luck.

Speaking of stroke, beetlejuice already had freed his cock from his pants, lazily stroking it to match your rather slow pace.

"Taking it nice and slow huh babes~? Take your time, I can do this all day~"

Stopping you slow movement of the toy, you take a deep breath and crank up the intensity, with that you gasp and utter a soft "fuck", you hands hover over the vibrator as if you were debating to continue, with a deep breath you mutter to yourself "fucking disgusting" with that you go back to pumping the vibe in and out at a faster pace, gasping, you bite you knuckles.

Beetlejuice kept up with your pace, thrilled you decided to speed up, As hot as this was though, what did you mean by 'disgusting'? Because for the demon's point of view this sure wasnt, but he could do without you biting your hand.

"Come in babes, let me hear that pretty voice, you dont have to be quiet sweets, let me hear that beautiful sound~" he purrs

As if you could hear his suggestion you remove the hand from your mouth and utter more curses, beetlejuice couldnt help but smile at the mess you've become, hair a tossed mess, face flushed, panting and moaning, though, he'd rather have been the one to have caused it, how he wanted to rip that toy out and replace it with his throbbing cock, which is bigger, he would add. Drooling at the thought of pounding you into the mattress, rubbing his scratchy beard between you neck and shoulder, having you moan out praises to how good he makes you feel, god he could have cum from that thought alone, but no, he NEEDED you to finish first, he NEEDED to see what cute face you make when you cum.

Hearing you gasp, and moan like this was music to his undead ears, he couldnt help but run a hand up you leg, you flinched of course, but your legs have been twitching since you started, so you thought nothing of it.

"You look so good like this sugar~ a complete mess-"

"BEETLEJUICE!"

The ghoul jumps, you cant see him, right? You would have said something earlier if you could, no, he was still invisible to you, so-

"Please, Beej, right there, please" you moan, back arching.

No way, NO WAY, you were thinking of him?! This was too good, perfect, his sweet little breather, his 2nd bfffff forever wanted him, wanted him BAD. All of Beetlejuice hair was the brightest electric pink it's ever been, drooling like a mad man, he picks up the pace on his strokes, watching you moan and buck your hips, you were so close and so was Beej.

"Beetlejuice please, ah, f-fuck, Beetlejuice!" You came, bucking your hips hard, using the vibrator to ride out you orgasm, Beetlejuice wasnt too far behind after hearing you shout his name when you came he blew his load too, smearing his mess onto his pants as he watches you regain yourself.

Once you caught your breath you sat up, removed the toy, and groaned, you toss the toy to the far end of the bed where beetlejuice sat with the thought I'll clean it in a sec, you get dress proper with your invisible audience watching with the utmost smugness, today turned out way better then he expected, knowing what he knows now he's gonna push his luck with you way harder then before.

You leave the room to find your phone, leaving beetlejuice alone, he glances to the freshly used vibe, sill wet, now we cant have that can we? As a true friend and gentlemen he should clean it for you right? It's the least he can do after that lovely show right? Before he could even grab it you were back in the room, snatching the toy and head to the bathroom, beetlejuice sighs, cant win 'em all huh.

As much as he'd love to lick it 'clean' he can do with the loss, after a show like that, having you moan and shout his name while you got yourself off, that is just too good, knowing his cute breather wanted him as badly as he wanted them.

Bonus

"HONEY I'M HOME!" Your living room fills with green smoke, looks like beetlejuice was done messing with your neighbors, in reality making himself visible to you again.

"You seem to be in a good mood" you smile trying to wave away the smoke.

"You bet your cute little rump sweet stuff" he pulls you into a tight hug spinning you around. "An absolute perfect day babes" finally placing you back on your feet, you stumble, feeling dizzy.

"Sounds like you had fun, wanna talk about?" You laugh, his excitement was always so contagious.

The whole evening Beetlejuice went on and on lying through his teeth about how he tormented your neighbors clinging to your arm, the whole night he had his hands on you one way or another, knowing that you wanted him in more ways then one.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

“Just a Few Days”

Summary- Bucky x Y/N. Bucky hadnt been home for long, but is sent back out on a mission. You and him decide on how to spend his time home once he gets back. Written for @the--sad--hatter The Weird and The Wonderful- writing challenge. Congrats babes on your milestone! Prompt is written in bold. Smut. Written in the same verse as Changes

Word Count- 3.1k

“You really think you can pin me Barnes?” You taunted the super soldier while the two of you circled the mat, giving him a taunting grin. His movements were almost cat like, slinking along on pads of his bare feet, his hands flexed in a relaxed manner at his side. He knew, you werent easy to catch. Flexible and quick as you were, this morning in the early hours of dawn you managed to pin him easily in the bed. Kisses raining down from your sweet lips to travel down his body as you wrapped your hands around his erection. You had smirked at him then in a similar way you were now. 

His sweat pants hid the tensing of muscles, preparing his move. “As long as I stay away from that pretty mouth of yours I can.” You smirk, recalling the blow job you given this morning. Bucky could see you were distracted at his words and he reached for a grasp. Your hand coming up to block his hold and jab out with one of your own, twisting around to his back, you scramble onto his shoulders, a move Nat so nicely shared with you, his head clasped between your thighs, you throw your weight forward, the two of you falling forward. You promptly slap the ground with your arms, and move into a roll. Bucky, prepared for it rolled as well and landed back on his feet to your back. 

“You had no problem with my mouth this morning” You huff out and still in the midst of sparring, he wraps his arm around your neck and slams you back to his chest, chuckling near your ear. “I would say my biggest weakness Doll. And check” Hes taunting you again, knowing you always hesitated attacking him. This is your chance to escape or relent the match to him, and you fall back to the age old tried and true. Your foot slamming down in the instep of his leg, and elbow sharply jarring back into his abdomen. 

An oof backed him up, and you spun around to see Bucky grinning at you and rubbing where your elbow clipped him. “Damn good Y/N, I was hoping you would break loose.” You blush at the compliment, and move over to him, placing your hand where you got him. “Im sorry, I know you say to attack fully, but I still feel guilty about it.Doesnt hurt right?” Silly question you know, but still....  

“I know you do Doll, and no. More of a surprise then anything, ive had worst.” His arm slung over your shoulder and he kissed your forehead just as Sam entered the ring, carrying a tablet with him. You get a sinking feeling, you know what it means. 

“You two call that foreplay? take it to your room.” Sam joked and Bucky muttered a “shut up Wilson, what you got?” 

“Listen I know you just got back, but this is an in and out case, and Steve figured you would want in on this one.” You glance over the details, a hydra base, an old one. From the notes it claimed Bucky might have been associated with its operation back in the day and might still be in semi activity now. Your hand rubs against his back when you feel him stiffen at your side, knowing he just saw the same information you had. “How long will we be gone?” you noted a hint of weariness in his voice, hesitation. 

“Couple days, few at best. Were gonna be headed out in an hour.” 

Of course they were. 

Little later, you and Bucky are getting ready for your goodbyes, so soon, you hated it since he had just gotten back. “Hey Doll, just a couple days. When I get back, Im taking a few weeks, screw ‘em all. Me and you will get out of here. Wherever we want to go.” Bucky did his best to bring a smile back to your face.

You brighten much to his relief at the suggestion, nodding” I would really like that.” a mischievous glint shines in your eyes and you lower your voice in a tease as you glance over his shoulder to where Steve is getting on the jet. “Can we just go on the road without telling anyone and call Steve to tell him were MIA for a while?”

Bucky laughs and nods, tilting your chin up to place a teasing deep kiss goodbye on it. “We can although Steve rather likes rebellion. You might get a better reaction out of Tony. I will see you in a few days doll, I love you.” 

“Love you to Sargent, I will see you when you come home.” 

He turned to walk away, a glance over his shoulder showed you flashing him a smile and a little wave, the lights behind you shimmering around your form in a silhouette. It would be one of the moments he would think back on later. Sam said its just a couple days. 

Turns out Sam is a god damn liar. 

What was one base turned into following leads to others still functioning. Flushing them out, chasing another lead, it had been weeks at this point, and to say Bucky wasnt kicking himself for jumping back into it all so soon would be an understatement. At about the third week mark, he had enough of being around the rest of the team on the jet, and set out to camp in the run down base. Setting up his site, he was soon joined by Steve and Sam. 

“I dont remember giving yall permission to take up in my space.” Bucky growled, kicking open his sleeping mat, and wishing sorely that it was your bed, with your soft words filling his mind and warm body wrapped around his. Not these two fuckers who thought that this was home as they made themselves all cozy as fuck. Yea, he was in a bad mood. “And you said this was just gonna be for a couple days.” he growled slightly at Sam, who was unaffected by Buckys mood. 

“You know how these things go Buck.” Steve said from where he was patching his suit, his large fingers nimble as he threaded the needle and dragged his suit in his lap. “But it will just be a few more days I think. Have you called Y/N today?” HIs friend never looked up from his mending and Bucky went from pissed off to resigned, digging into his gear to find the stark phone Tony gave all of you. “No... but I am.” 

Leaving the two of them behind, he stepped out into the night, glancing at the time. It would be mid afternoon for you, you would be busy training recruits with Barton and Romanoff, or in the field, unlike him though, closer to home. How he wished he was there now, he missed you terribly. Regardless, he would leave you a voice message, knowing that it would cheer you up. 

“Hey Doll, I miss you like fucking crazy babygirl. I hope things are better at home then here. I cant go into much details, but they basically just have us chasing leads. Steve did say just a few more days...” He snorted a bit, and brushed his hand through his hair in frustration. “Anyways, be sure to have your bag packed, cause the minute I land, were leaving. Well, maybe two. I mean a man has needs after all, and I have missed your sweet lips of yours. Those killer thighs wrapped around me to. Okay... Love you always Beautiful.” Hanging up, he sighed and tilted his head up to look at the full silver moon, making him think of you once more. You loved those aesthetic pictures, the way the stars shimmered around the giant orb, it made him recall looking back at you waving goodbye. Your braid laying over your shoulder and you kept that upbeat look on your face, the lights, they shimmered around you and it made his chest ache for you all over again. Lifting his phone, he snapped a picture. 

Over the next week, his message and the picture was what you fell back to, making you smile when you found yourself missing him. Often during the busy meetings where you were busy helping set up recruit schedules, moments training when you wondered what move would he be using on the person in the ring, to lonely nights fading into mornings, where you laid there, trying to find sleep and missing his heavy body enveloping yours in that protective hold of his. This particular night, you were laying in a half slumber when you heard it. The front door click, and then Buckys rough voice remarking on the softer side in case you were sleeping. 

“Son of a bitch keys and this dumb ass lock always sticking.” 

You hear his voice and grab his henley you discarded on the floor to yank on and race down the hallway to your front room, he dropped his bag on the floor and held open his arms to you that left you giving a squeal of excitement, jumping into his arms. “You bastard I missed you!” you rush your words, wrapping your arm around his neck and kissing him fiercely. 

“I couldnt tell” He growled as his hands slid along your bare ass, and squeezed firmly, arching his brows at your naked behind. You grin and nip at his lips, rolling your hips against him in a tease. “I knew you were coming home.” 

“Uh huh, sure you did. Its hot your just wearing my shirt. But I want that off in two fucking seconds while you get that cute little ass of yours back to the bedroom.” Releasing you, you fall to the balls of your feet, sprinting back towards the bedroom while discarding the henley, hopping on the bed. Bucky sauntered to the room, shedding clothing as he went along,kicking off boots, yanking off a shirt, ripping pants off his legs. When he entered the bedroom, there you were, kneeling so pretty in the center of the bed, biting the tip of your finger as you watched him, while palming your breasts, teasing yourself just for him. He lastly yanked off his boxers and sure enough, he was aching to have you pinned underneath him, you could tell from the way his erection throbbed. 

You beckoned him forward, not that he needed any encouraging as he hovered over you and pushed you back, hard kisses swelling your lips, tongue claiming your mouth and moans he ripped from you. Oh yes, this is what you been missing, his hand tight at your waist as it slid you back to stretch beneath him. Your hands wrapped around his sides to dig into his back and legs bending to grasp his waist between your knees. “You miss me sweet girl?” He asked between nips and kisses down your neck, slipping his hand between your thighs to slip through your slick, and find that sweet little trigger that as soon as he circled around it had you wriggling. It made you want more, and to chase a rush. 

“As much as you missed me Sargent” You whine out, rolling your hips up to press into his erection, rocking back and forth against him. His eyes glowered almost dangerously at you, his pupils blown in his arousal, and then his fingers turned a little harder, a little quicker, just to make you tense and wriggle underneath him all pretty like you were. “Your right Doll I have missed you, missed feeling you clutch around me because your so fucking needy for my cock.” He fingers stretched your wet channel, and you cried out his name in a breathless moan, nodding in agreement. “Yes Bucky, fuck yes please. Fuck me... “ 

He bit on her shoulder in a bruising kiss, and shifted himself to better line up to you.”Since your looking pretty here asking me...” Grasping himself, he slicked his cock between your folds, pressing against your entrance to feel you stretch around him, both of you moaning at the sensation, mouths opened against one another, not in a kiss, but gasps shared. Your nails are driving Bucky wild as they dig almost painfully into his back just to feel you holding on. Shifting your legs to fold over him, you tighten him to sink in further, bottom himself fully in you. “Fuck Doll... this is a perfect home coming.” 

You hum underneath him in agreement, pressing your face now into his shoulder and his first thrust to claim you made you whimper his name in that needy way, that urged him to continue, rolling hips to touch you everywhere and you rolled back to meet him. Bucky pulled away enough to ease you away from his shoulder and chained kisses down your collarbone and plumped a breast so that he could claim a nipple that was a tight little bud, the warmth moisture of his mouth making you arch into his mouth, sucking in more and pulling the sensitive skin from his mouth. He was marking you across your breasts, and you were sure at your neck when he claimed that flesh again, tipping your head back into the pillow to give him more room. 

“Make sure everyone can see Im yours Sargent.” You pant out, knowing that everyone would see his kisses all over your skin, and what kind of homecoming it was. Shameless you were, letting everyone know that Bucky owned you. His growl vibrated through you, making you giggle softly and then gasp when his next thrust hit you just right, and he lifted his head, eyes shining bright to see your ruined face, jaw popped open, your eyes squeezed shut and crying out when he did it again. Once he felt you start to unravel, he never slowed aiming for that spot, that sweetness that left you crying his name over and over, clutching him as if there was nothing else you were capable of. Just ride it all out.

Bucky grasped your jaw and gave a light shake,to make you look at him. “Your eyes open, I want to see you cum for me.” Your lids flutter open further to try and follow his request, eyes rolling up as you start flexing harder around him. “Thats right Doll, dont keep holding back.” He groaned, licking over your lips, sucking your bottom lip and tangle his tongue around yours. Pining your hips in place to give hard quick thrusts, chasing the start of your orgasm with his own, and your bodies slammed together to rock, you were soft, and he was hard, the two of them folding together in a tangle of limbs. Bucky rolled you two over so you clutched to his chest, milking his cock for everything, and hiding your face in his shoulder, shaking. He jerked a few more slow pumps into you while riding out his own and his hands loosened there hold on your hips, sliding up your side with one hand and down to cup your ass, and keep you pressed in close. 

His touch was soothing for you, and you hummed against his shoulder, lifting away enough to look down at him, kissing his lips softly with a grin. “Ahhh, well that was nice. So when you headed out on your next mission?” You teased and he growled, flipping the two of you back over, his kiss less urgent and fierce, this time it was teasing while he dragged down your body. “Your my next mission.” 

You were his next mission, several more times that night until early morning. 

You happened to waken first, and lifted your head to see his head tipped back and soft snores showed just how tired he was, so you were gentle to shift to the edge of the bed, preparing to get up and make coffee when his arm snaked out, catching you around your hips, sliding you back. Bucky had shifted down enough in bed to nuzzle his head in the softness of your chest, your fingers easing to brush through his hair, and watch him. “Im just going to make us some coffee Sarge.” and he inhaled deeply against your skin, finally lifting his head. “Just a few more minutes here, then I will let you go.” 

You werent going to say no to that, and you remained where you were, gentle still as your fingers kept sliding through his hair, spiking it further from the bed head he already had. Finally he shifted into a sit, and went to the bathroom, groaning as he rubbed his face on the way there. Taking that as your cue, you rolled up out of bed to go make that coffee, putting on his shirt once more and a pair of sleep bottoms. Picking up the clothing he had lost through the front room and hallway on your way to the kitchen.You then ditch the pile on the couch, making your way towards the coffee pot, humming happily to yourself.

He finished and put on clean boxers before going to find his clothes from the night before, digging out his phone to check messages. “Hey you are all set to head out later right Doll?” He called as he wandered towards the kitchen where you were nowhere to be found. Looking around, he saw that the back door was halpf open, figuring you went for the fresh air, he stepped out to see you leaning against the railing, watching the sun ease up through the line of pine trees that edged the compound. Bucky went up behind you, and wrapped his arms around you from behind, resting his chin against your shoulder watching as well. 

“The world seemed to shimmer at the edges.” You lean back into his chest lightly. “Just as the sun came up, its been a while since ive seen that.” Your head tips up and kisses the side of Buckys face, and his hands rub along your hips, tipping to return the gesture, rubbing his chin against your neck and shoulder. It had been a while, but you were his world, and for him, you were always that shimmering outline waving him back home. 

“You said something about heading out Buck?” 

“Yea Doll.” He smiled happily “Later today, were sneaking out and hitting the road.” 

“Lets just go get that coffee, shower, and Im all set to go.” 

Sure enough later that day, your leaning against Buckys shoulder and holding up your phone, snapping a picture of you and Bucky, your hair hair whipping around from the open windows, both of you wearing sunglassws with open road showing in the in the background. You sent it to Steve who responded back with a simple text. ‘Dont do anything I wouldnt do you two.’

Telling Bucky, he grinned and put his foot down harder on the gas pedal, putting miles between them and responsibilities. 

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[irameii]

You ||: JUYEON

Warnings: none really

Summary: I love you y/n

Juyeon:"Prettys on the inside y/n"

Y/n:"I know , I know Juyeon but common. Do you see her though. Shes just so much prettier than me"*sigh*

The male just looks at me . From the way he looks, almost like hes upset is enough to get me to stop talking about our college campus beauty.

Juyeon:"You'll see eventually, look closer in the mirror. y/n and you can see it. Its all on the inside. "

Y/n: "Alright alright. Hey Juyeon, help me pick out my outfit for my date today?"

Juyeon: *Hesitates* today? Um, sure. What time ?

Y/n: once our 1 pm class is over? He said theres this garden he wants to show me so I want to look as pretty as the flowers that will be there.

Juyeon: *light chuckle*alright y/n

Y/n: thank you Juyeonieee !!!! *skips away to class *

OtherPOV

Juyeon sees as his bestfriend happily skips away. Letting out a heavy sigh. Feeling a knowing feeling he knows all too well. He loves Y/n. But she has a Boyfriend so he cant do anything about it. Your smile, your laugh, you. It was you. It was complicated.

*Later that evening*

Juyeon sat on your couch while you went to get different outfits. The sound of your rambling when you were choosing outfits to show Juyeon made him laugh to himself.

Y/n: OMG Juyeon. Look okay so how about this skirt with this top? Or should we keep it classic with this top and a pair of ripped jeans?

Juyeon: *finger on chin* mmm both look good. But what do you feel more comfortable in? You will be wearing it for a few hours, and it might get slightly colder tonight.

Y/n: true *looks at self* so the top with the jeans? With a loose upward pony tail??* turns around to look at Juyeon*

Juyeon: uh yeah... That'd be nice.

Y/n : okay !!thank you Juyeonieee . Im gonna go ahead and get ready, stay till i leave so you can help me see how it looks !!! * skips along to bedroom*

Again. He slightly chuckles as he watches you leave. You had that habit. Everytime he said or did something for you you would always call him Juyeonie and skip along almost like an innocence he loved about you. Or when you'd simply look up at him to smile, he loved it about you. The way your eyes would go big and then your eyebrows would go up and down with your mouth slightly open when you'd try to get his attention to make him lose concentration cause you'd gotten bored studying. He enjoyed your habits. Thats when he realized he loved you.

Y/n: Juyeon!!! Help me with this hairclip.

Juyeon: *opens clip and places on head* is this the one i got you?

Y/n: *turns around, looks up* yeah, its really pretty .

Juyeon: yeah..... *looks away with a slight blush*

Y/n: okay. So how do I look? *spins*

Juyeon: * smile forming* Beautiful. You look beautiful y/n...

Y/n: Thank you Juyeonieee.❤I'll see you then!!!. Thanks for helping meee. I'll tell you how it goes!!

Juyeon: okay....

Juyeon didnt want to hear it though. How your boyfriend makes your heat skip a beat. How that smile you give Juyeon was bigger when you were with your boyfriend. How he made you feel in love.... But he was your bestfriend.... And talking about it made you happy, but he felt Jealous.. The way hed get to hold your hand. Or the way youd hug him, or let him lay his head in your lap... He felt jealous.... But there wasnt anything he could do....he was just your bestfriend.

Next day

There were marks on your neck. Evident that your date with your boyfriend went well. But it didnt sit well with Juyeon the moment he saw them.

Juyeon: whats this?

He says it with a different tone than you're used to as he pulls your hair back away from your neck to see them. Things got heated between you and your boyfriend last night, you didnt think anyone would notice since you tried hiding it with makeup but it seems it didnt get passed Juyeon though.

Y/n: * slightly steps back* things got a little heated last night after the date. I tried to cover them up though.

You dont notice the look he gives you as you look away and focus back on the teacher. You heard a clicking sound from him but when you looked at him he turned back to the teacher.

Juyeon was acting off the following days.. He started talking to the college campus beauty and her friends. He would walk her to and from class. And would swing by her table before finding his was to you Which was odd since he said he didnt really like girls who wore so much makeup because it hides their natural beauty. So it was odd that he suddenly had interest in them now. Saying you were feeling a little jealous was something you didnt want to come to terms with. But you couldnt do anyrhing about it since you guys were just friends so you decided to ignore it but youd steal glances every now and then and its make your chest tight. And the way he talks to you were just short responses maybe a hey here and there but that was all.

After the next 3 weeks he would do it. Casually put his arm around her and laugh out loud when you would walk past him. And eventually you had enough of it. And decided to confront him.

Y/n: Juyeon

*silence*

Y/n: Juyeon

*silence*

Tired you pull him by his shirt collar outside to the back of the library.

Y/n: whats up with you? Why have you suddenly changed??

Juyeon: why? Whats wrong with wanting to talk to others ?

Y/n: you know thats not what I mean Juyeon. You have hardly been speaking to me and now its now to nearly nothing. Something is wrong. Please......

*Bell rings*

Y/n:*sigh* meet me at my place to talk Juyeon. I mean it.

You turn to leave , not letting him give you a response. He stood there frozen. Not knowing what to do. He knew if he went , he might mess up and confessing... He didnt know what to do. The desperate look on your face almost made him confess right there. But he bit his tongue.

Lunch time

Juyeon: hey y/n.... I cant make it. Im sorry.

Y/n: LEE JUYEON you WILL come no matter what time it is. Ill wait for you to come. I dont want us to be like this anymore. Please come.

*puppy eyes*

You wre doing it again... Making him speechless... Making him give into you... He didnt want that look on your face. He wanted you to look at him... But not with those eyes... Not ones with sadness and dissapointment in them...

Juyeon:okay...

Y/n POV

It was 10pm and he still hasnt come... Maybe I did something wrong..

My bf isnt talking to me either... I kept complaining about Juyeon not talking to me anymore and how things were different and he snapped . He didnt want to hear about him anymore and said we should take a break since he said i need to determine who i like more. Him or my bestfriend... Now Ive lost both of them....*sigh*.... *falls alseep*

You didnt hear the door click open. Juyeon had an extra key for when you were sick or needed something and hed fetch it for you. Your boyfriend was always busy except every now and then so giving him one wouldnt have much of a purpose. If you were sick he'd call and say he felt bad you were sick but since he had a weak immune system and didnt want both him and you sick he wouldnt come. But Juyeon never hesitated to. Hed hold up your hair as you would throw up and rub your back for you. He'd wipe you down to lower your body temperature. He'd try and cook porridge and end up messing up it up and calling his mom to make some that was edible instead for you. It was always Juyeon. The one who would remind you that you looked best with bed hair and baggy pjs and tshirts when hed surprise you in the mornings if you had an exam to make sure you ate a good breakfas because that was when you were most comfortable.

But to you. It was all platonic. So you knew better than to fall for him like that...

Blissful in sleep you wake to Juyeon on his knees infront of you. He didnt wake you. He just layed his head on your little table facing you.

You really didn't realize it. But you couldnt help but start to admire him. The way his eyelashes casted a shadow on his cheeks. The way his lips formed a slight pout. You felt yourself smiling. You reach to move a piece of hair out of his face but you quickly retract your hand and turn around and pretend to sleep when you feel he's waking up.

After 5 minutes pass. You hear shuffling. Then a voice in a so quiet almost in a whisper you hear him sigh then ... He starts...

Juyeon:

Y/n.... I like your eyes, and how you look away when you pretend not to care* chuckle*....I like the dimples on the corners of the smile that you wear when you see me.*looks towards the ground* The world may not know but I do. I loved you for so long y/n, sometimes it's hard to bear with it .But after all this time, I hope you can wait and see ... See that Ive loved you every minute.... every second.... I'll love you anywhere and any moment for every moment.Always and forever.... I know ....its wrong... I don't know how its come to this... I cant help that I love the little things about you, like when you're unaware...I catch you steal a glance towards me at times and smile , maybe I misunderstood it... And then sometimes when life brings me down. You're there.... you're the one, I don't know how but it feels like in a world devoid of life, you bring color to it. You are the color in a black and white painting. And in your eyes I see the light. A light i want to follow forever and protect....I love you y/n..... But you're not mine...

He goes quiet again. You slightly turn around to see Juyeon with his face in his hands. Tears running down. Trying to quietly hide his pain..

You reach your hand out to him, and pull his hand away from his face. He looks up at you in shock. But then he quickly turns away. Something about looking at his sad and teary eyes made you lost for words..

Y/n:Juyeon...

You pull him closer to you. Hug him tightly and slowly feel him wrap his arms around you.

Its quiet... As you pet his hair, you can feel his breathing become slower.. He's fallen asleep. You strech your head to see his face. Its stained with tears... His nose a light shade of pink... And his lips in a small pout....

Almost as if on cue, his eyes flutter open and look at you . And as he quietly looks at you you whisper back....

Y/n: ..... I love you too Juyeon...

Juyeon:..... Huh? Wait what?

Now he was fully awake now. And it looked like he was trying to see if he was dreaming. And with a giggle you turn his face to yours and press them together with his. As shock spreads on his face you smile at him and repeat the words

Y/n: I love you Juyeon

And almost instantly he smiles a smile bigger than you've seen and this time he is the one who grabs your face and presses a kiss to your lips. He presses his forehead against yours and chuckles to himself as he closes his eyes and smiles

Juyeon: Im glad... Im glad I came....

THE END

Gif credits to owners

I didnt really like this one but ehhhhh im slowly trying to get better guys...

*I did not proof read it so my bad