#like damn babe didn’t know we were on the same side of TikTok

[treacherousrift]

Waking up to my girlfriend sending me tiktoks of that one tik tok user that has a Sam Winchester shrine as their bedroom

[matsbarzal]

Could I request fluff #6 with Jack Hughes?

fluff #6. "you've been my best friend for 10 years, why not change it to husband and wife?"

pairing: jack hughes x fem!reader word count: 1.4k

It was always easy to love him. It was easy to love the friendship he initiated all those years ago, and it was even easier to admit your love bore a little deeper when he admitted his feelings were more than friendly about you. A decade long friendship had blossomed into something more, and it was something neither you, nor Jack had any arguments against.

Jack always brought up your ‘friendiversary’, and you couldn’t help but get a laugh out of the pure joy he always bestowed on you every time he mentioned it. The new kid in school accidentally exploding his yogurt tube all over his desk partner was probably one of the funnier ways to begin a lifelong friendship that would eventually blossom into more.

“So, how are we celebrating a whole decade together this year? Should we go get frozen yogurt? Maybe we can make a re-enactment of what happened in middle school? We could make it a whole thing, make a tiktok about it and everything,” you could feel your eyes rolling involuntarily at his words, shooting Jack a glare from across the room.

“We’re not doing anything that involves yogurt.”

“Not even something sexy?” Wigging his eyebrows at you, your hand immediately reached for the pillow beside you to whip at your boyfriend.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, Lil’ Jizzy,” groaning at your words, Jack plopped himself on the couch beside you, instantly pulling you into his side.

Shrugging his shoulders at you, you could see him googling friendiversary ideas out of the corner of your eye. “Babe, we don’t even have to do anything. We could cuddle up and order food and just watch a movie or something, it doesn’t have to be anything special.”

“It’s our ten-year friendiversary, baby. We can’t just do nothing. I’ll figure something out, don’t worry. You’ll love it.”

It would be hard to admit that a trip to Florida in the middle of the season was what you were expecting from Jack. He had practically thrust the tickets into your hand, informing you that you had less than three hours to pack, all while giving you a list of the specific outfits he wanted you to bring.

You knew almost immediately that Jack had definitely not planned the celebration alone, just by the Airbnb that you pulled up in front of. First, you didn’t even realize he knew what an Airbnb was. Second of all, there was no way Jack Hughes had managed to find a place this gorgeous on his own.

Shooting a message to P.K. was your first priority, knowing full well he was the likely culprit behind the gorgeous booking in front of you.

“Okay, so I have a full itinerary. Tonight, we’re just going to chill, relax, get situated, maybe break the house in, you know… the usual stuff,” ending his sentence off with a wink, Jack grabbed your hand and pulled you along behind him.

“Tomorrow we’re going to head out to the marina that I don’t know the exact name of but will figure out and we’re gonna spend most of the day on the water, and then dinner… obviously. Sunday, you have to plan. I’ll pay… but you have to plan.”

Giggling into his ear as you pressed your body closer to his to press a gentle kiss on the nape of his neck, Jack tilted his head to the side with a small grin plastered across his lips.

“Sounds like the perfect weekend, baby. I think we should probably get started on your plans for today.” The grin never left his lips as he whipped around to press them to yours, his body moulding against yours easily.

The next day came quicker than you were expecting, Jack picking out your outfit as you picked his. That was something you both just found easier; there was no one else you would ever let pick your outfit, Jack just��� knew you. He knew your style, knew what you did and didn’t like, knew what would fly and what wouldn’t. Small things like that with him were easy, everything was easy when it came to him.

“Well, don’t you look sexy. Damn, I’m so good at picking your fits. Should I quit hockey, maybe get into fashion? You could be my main model, baby.” Laughing as he wrapped you up in his arms with a smile, his happiness infectious.

Shaking your head against his chest, you peaked up at him from between his arms. “I don’t think you should quit your day job, maybe get some pointers before you start making drastic decisions like that. Can’t use you as my future trophy husband if you’re going to up and quit the job that makes you that.”

Pinching your side gently, Jack just smiled as he pulled away and interlocked his fingers with his.

It didn’t take you long to get to the marina in the car he had rented, everyone greeting the both of you politely as they directed you towards the boat Jack had rented for the day. You almost stopped in your tracks when you observed the setup on the boat; a picnic basket set up, non-alcoholic champagne on ice, fairy lights adorning the inside edges of the boat.

“Damn, I didn’t read the fine print when I booked. Just said I wanted the closest setup to an anniversary they could get, guess they went all out,” popping his hip into yours gently with a beam.

“Jack, do you even have your boating license?”

Eyeing the steering wheel with a curious look, you turned towards your boyfriend just in time to see him roll his eyes and glare at you playfully. “No, this place just let a random guy with no boating license rent a boat. Obviously, I have my boating license.”

Rolling your eyes back, you tapped his side as you made your way to the small seat next to the drivers. It only took a few moments to get out from the dock, far enough away that you and Jack could have some privacy without being too far and worrying how you were going to get back.

“Do you remember the first day we met? Other than when I accidentally exploded my yogurt tube all over you? You told me that boys were icky, and all they did was ruin everything,” nodding your head with a loud laugh, you let your mind wander to your first few years with Jack.

“Crazy how things have changed, huh? I remember going home that night and telling my mom I needed to get those stupid yogurt tubes so I could hit them against the desk and do what you did to me, she said no real quick.”

Smiling softly towards you, you could see the love in his eyes the way he looked at you, the softness that crossed his features every time you were on his mind or in his sight. It had been the same look he had given you since you both were fifteen, Jack never having eyes for anyone except you.

Standing up and holding his hand out, you took it and allowed him to pull you from your seat and towards the picnic basket and bottle of champagne.

“It always makes me laugh; I told my mom back when I first moved from Sauga to Michigan that I wasn’t sure how I was going to live without you. She said you’d always be there, even if you weren’t physically there. Pretty sure that was when I realized you were more than just a friend to me, then I moved and wasn’t sure what’d happen. Never really thought we’d get here, honestly.”

Sighing as he sat down, Jack gestured for you to sit in his lap, both of your legs extended out in front of you as he ruffled through the picnic basket beside him.

“I say it a lot, but I’m so glad you sprayed that yogurt all over me. It sucked, but I don’t think we’d be where we are without it,” nodding his head gently as he rested his cheek on the top of your head.

“You know, you’ve been my best friend for ten years, why not just change it to husband and wife?”

Swivelling around to look at him, you almost cried when you saw the little black box in his hand, his eyes glistening at he looked at you. Moving so he was directly on one knee and not sitting, your hands instantly pressed to your mouth.

“I’ve had this thing sitting around since my first season. So, I guess what I’m trying to say here is… I’ve been so grateful for your friendship and your unconditional love these last ten years, so how about we make it forever? Will you marry me?”

You couldn’t contain your body flying towards him, the aggressive nod of your head the only answer he needed.

note: so sorry that this is so late, but i hope you enjoy!! thank you so much for requesting. and yes i did steal mitch marner's proposal idea for this thank u very much simply bc i have reason to believe jack would too

[kuroosweakness]

hii, how will atsumu, suna & iwaizumi react when they use their baby voice on their s/o and they didn’t she was filming? just like on tiktok!! ♥️

atsumu, suna, and iwaizumi when they talk in a baby voice without knowing their s/o is filming

a/n: my requests are closed but this is so fun i had to write this :’) 

atsumu: 

- as much as he’ll never admit it, he loves talking in a baby voice around you. he’ll subconsciously do it, especially when he’s tired or pleading something 

- but whenever you bring it up, he’ll be like “no i don’t” all defensively but then go back to his baby voice two minutes later

~~~

atsumu nuzzles his head against your neck and lets out a deep sigh. “long day?” you softly ask as you sweep his hair to side. atsumu nods, his hair tickling your skin. his sad pout almost makes you want to stop recording and just cuddle with him. almost. 

“babe,” he mumbles. “can you make those mug cakes again” 

your eyes widen, this is a lot coming from someone who was dissing you for your mug cakes a few days ago. “yes, but for myself. not for you. you said you didn’t like it last time” 

“pwease?” 

you playfully shove him off as you roll to the very side to the bed. the shoving part took a lot of effort because he’s quite heavy. atsumu looks at you with betrayal written all over his face. he frowns and he opens his arms. “come back.” 

you bat your eyelashes at him in response, not moving at all.  

he sighs and uses the cutest, highest voice he can manage with no shame. no shame. “come back, pretty pwease? my pretty baby~” 

your smile grows when you realize you caught it on camera. “ha, got you~” you laugh as you snatch your phone off the nightstand to stop recording 

“what?” he asks, completely oblivious. got my what?

you turn your phone to show him your new favorite video. atsumu just stares at it and blinks. why were you recording? ... until the video got to the part where he talked in baby voice. atsumu’s face immediately goes red as he snatches your phone from you, hopping off the bed. “i’m deleting this” 

“no you’re not-” you chase after him but he raises his arm up in the air. there’s nothing you can do except helplessly jump to reach it. there goes his smug smile

“atsumu. miya. give. it. back.” 

his smug smile does not waver. “not until i delete it~ the delete button has got to be here somewhere” 

your shoulders droop. he’s got the upper hand now. sighing in defeat, you say,“if you give me my phone back, i’ll go make you a mug cake” 

atsumu thinks about your offer for a second. “but i have to delete it first”

“no-“

“you won’t ….post it, right?”

“do you want me to?” a smile tugs the corners of your mouth

“of course not,” he scoffs. “that’s why i’m deleting it”

 he taps three times on your phone and then hands it back. “here…baby, why are you mad? you were the one recording me without permission, shouldn’t i be the one-“

you shrug it off as you take your phone back from his hand 

what atsumu overlooked was the fact that you can revive deleted pictures/videos from your phone because it’s not permanently deleted :) 

“sooo... can we go back to our cuddling sess before you rudely pushed me off?” he asks, trailing after you 

you ignore him. 

“pretty pwease? ‘tsumu will be ~very~ sad if you-” he cuts himself off and shakes his head. “why am i talking like that again damn it” 

suna: 

- catching suna talking in baby voice is a once-in-a-lifetime thing. the one time you caught him doing so, you hadn’t pressed record yet :’ he knew your antics so he stopped and now the furthest he’ll go is talk softly 

~~~

suna crawls on the bed, hovering above your face with a smirk. “and someone said they’re not tired” 

you flick his forehead and rolls over, facing away from him. somehow, a “nice jog around the park” turned into “running a couple of miles without stopping.” you could’ve just not ran but suna was already disappearing ahead and you didn’t to walk alone. technically, he left you. 

you feel the mattress sink as suna hand presses down on it, hovering closer to you. “don’t be so mad, y/n. it’s good exercise” 

“you said you don’t even like running” you mumble, refusing to make eye contact with him. you reach for your phone and pretends to scroll through social media when you’re actually recording 

“you’re right, i don’t. but i felt like it.” he plops himself into a sitting position and shrugs. “are you mad at me or just annoyed like the way you usually are?” 

“...a little bit mad and little bit annoyed at the same time” you reply 

he slides himself next to you and squishes your cheeks together with his large, cold hands. “there’s no use in being mad at me, so don’t be” his soft, loving voice completely catches you off guard. not exactly a baby voice, but this is the closest thing you’re going to get 

“rin, your voice was really soft just now” you mumble through his hands that still on your face, “you know the phrase butterflies in my stomach? that was what i felt just now” 

he rolls his eyes. “shouldn’t i be giving you butterflies everyday” 

now is your turn to roll your eyes. “i’m gonna rewatch this video the next time you’re being annoying” 

... “video?” he asks with an arched eyebrow 

“yes video. i recorded it” 

suna sends a hard glare down your spine as he moves his hands away. his mind is racing inside, trying to think of all the photos he has of you that can be used for blackmail 

“and what are you planning to do with that video?” he asks. “post it so you can show me off?”

iwaizumi: 

- i want to say he nevers talks in a baby voice but i can somewhat imagine him doing so. i mean, not really...but if i imagine hard enough, then yes 

~~~

“well, aren’t you tired...” he says in soft, trailing voice, the complete opposite of his usual flat tone. you wrap your arms even tighter around his waist, smiling to yourself as you knew where this is going 

iwaizumi lifts your chin up a bit and smiles. “aren’t you a cute little thing~” 

you meet his gaze and nod like yes, as for a fact, i am. he cups half of your face with one hand and rubs the pad of his thumb underneath your eye

 “did chu have a good ittle dinner~” he coos 

you can’t help but smile even bigger. “mhm~ say hi to the camera, iwa” you say as you bring your phone to his face, making sure he sees you recording

iwaizumi’s eyes immediately widens as he clears his throat. “y-y/n...you should’ve told me you were recording from the start” 

you laugh, almost falling off the couch, which makes you laugh even more. “i’ve got you now~” you sing, teasingly pinching his cheeks

he sighs as he rubs his forehead. “just let me talk to you in a baby voice in peace, babe” 

[shotorozu]

hellooo i saw this tiktok video and was wondering if you can please do this for shoto kaminari and bakugou

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSJkeaV68/

‘i got a big fat 😳🎂’

character(s) : todoroki shouto, kaminari denki, bakugou katsuki (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : fluff, crack (x reader)

note(s) : LMAO ANON YOU LITERALLY READ MY MIND?? I WAS GOING TO DO THIS EVEN WITHOUT A REQUEST— great to know that i have the same thinking process with you 🤩

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todoroki shouto

noooow

you know shouto’s always willing to do tiktok challenges with you— he might be clueless when it came to social media (because of end**vor)

but! he’s gotten used to your antics most of them anyway

but he’s sort of confused when you show him a video of a couple uh.. walking?? he can’t tell what they’re doing exactly

“what,, are they doing?” is what he asked when you showed him the tiktok, brows furrowed in confusion

“they’re uh.. kekeing how do i explain it— nevermind that! just do whatever i do, shouto!”

he’s still confused as hell 🧍‍♀️ but he decides to not ask any questions, and push through with it, just by seeing the excited look on your face

and the audio 😳 i mean, it’s not,, wrong. to him, your cake is some fine ass cake :))

you lead him out of the frame, and you hit play— not giving shouto time to ‘rehearse’

it might seem to be that shouto has no reaction to the audio, but if you look closely— the corners of his lips are tugged upwards slightly

and he follows your every command, when you gesture for him to copy you.

now, shouto’s got the dance steps down, but man’s terribly stiff 😭 he also kept looking at you (specifically your ass) to see if he was doing things correctly

afterwards, the two of you take a look at the video. and, he asks you if the tiktok needs to be filmed once again by your silent reaction

but he’s appalled when he sees you literally driven to tears from pure, unfiltered laughter

you assure him with a kiss that you’re fine, and insist that the tiktok is fine as you upload it— and you cuddle with shouto for the rest of the day, letting the tiktok marinate

the next day comes by, and tiktok BLEW UP. like.. blew up, really. they should be honored that they’ve witnessed shouto strut to nicki minaj

the comments being well, absolutely hilarious. you could read through the comments again and again, and not be bored

“mann your boyfriend 😭 he’s staring too hard” “YUHH GET IT, I GUESS” “go hot couple go ‼️”

needless to say, he didn’t hear the end of the conversation when bakugou found out about the tiktok

kaminari denki

if denki had a list of tiktok challenges he desperately wanted to do at some point in his life,

this would be in the top 3, for sure

so, luck seemed to be on his side when you approached him first— wanting to rope him in on another tiktok you wanted to do with him

hopefully one that doesn’t center him as the poor unfortunate victim

“you wanna do another tiktok?” he beams when you nod, and when you show him what the prank is— he’s excited!!

you can clearly tell that it didn’t take that much convincing

the blond’s also thankful that it’s not another tiktok that needs him to ask bakugou if he can say pegasus but without the pega 💀

“alright! tell me when we can do it,”

“right now.”

so here he is, standing beside you, as you set up your phone— absolutely confident on what he’s going to do

the tiktok starts running, and denki might’ve underestimated his eagerness, when the camera captures his eager expression 💀

there was no jumpscare warning

and you didn’t even have to say ‘c’mon‼️’ for him to follow your movements. as soon as you turned your back, he started moving along with you, and the music.

he was watching your movements, and he tried copying them to the best of his sloppy, hyper and exaggerated abilities

denki was so excited about being in the tiktok, to the point he literally crashed behind you— making the both of you tumble to the floor, laughing

and the tiktok’s results are pretty much unknown to him— minus the fact that you laughed HARDER when you re-watched the tiktok

“can i see?” he asks eagerly, but you swiftly reject— shoving his head away from your screen with a hand.

he pouts when you say “the results are a surprise!” a bummer, but he chooses to trust you, and the rest of the day is spent on the floor in pure enjoyment

you upload the tiktok and slowly but surely, it attracts people’s attention

because of denki’s eagerness— he,, did a fantastic job with the walk! you can even say that he did better than you, minus the not so graceful fall

even the comments agree with you “MAN HIS CAKE IS THANGING‼️” “he did awfully well omg 💀” “oh to have this relationship’s energy 😔 when can i find a dude like that?”

and when denki finally sees the tiktok’s results, he’s left in tears from laughing— reduced into wheezes

DANK-i : BABE WHDJWKDKE THE TIKTOK YOU JUST POSTED— 😭💀💀 IM IN TEARS

safe to say, his wish has been fulfilled, and he can pass away at any given moment, satisfied.

bakugou katsuki

bakugou katsuki will never admit that he does enjoy doing tiktoks with you

plot twist : he enjoys it a lot more than he expects

but he knows where the draw the line, and the line was at the new tiktok you’ve showed to him

“no.”

“but—”

“fuck no— if you wanted to twerk infront of a camera, go ahead by all means, just don’t rope me into it.”

he does have his reasons. one— the bakusquad will make fun of him, and two— if the tiktok were to blow up,, he wouldn’t live it down.

and it always does— he knows that tiktoks do particularly well if he makes an appearance.

“if i didn’t post it, would you do it with me?”

but katsuki seemed to be fine with that. with a roll of the eyes, he sighs— looking at the tiktok once again. he gets up from his seat when the tiktok’s over

“let’s do this fucking thing.” he says with determination, even though no one was going to see the tiktok anyway or so he thinks

the tiktok’s video timer starts counting down, giving the both of you guys ample time to get into position

a smirk couldn’t be held back when you state that “i have a big phat 🎂” it’s anything but lies, and it would be the only time katsuki would smile on camera

you go forward, and you gesture for him to follow on beat— with a focused glare, katsuki starts strutting with you like no one’s business

it’s at a slow pace, and people would’ve guessed that he had a stick up his ass, sure— but damn‼️ he has those moves.

and before the video actually ends, he’s seen turning around with a glare— to see if the camera’s not filming it’s still running, and the camera captures his expression

“not bad.” he can’t help but smirk at the results, when you replay the video “i’m referring to the both of us. and, didn’t know you could move like that.”

“katsuki, your pace was like a grandfather’s—”

“shut the hell up!”

but little did katsuki know, when he wasn’t looking, you published the tiktok online, for everyone to view (basically, 3M people have seen him strut to nicki minaj)

the comments were having a blast “we’ll disregard the pace, buT DAMN‼️WHERE DID HE GET THOSE MOVES?” “LOL HIS FACE AT THE END WAS LIKE👹🤨” “y’all catch that at the beginning? woooh he’s lovesick.”

when you woke up the next morning— you can hear the boom of his quirk outside of your room, and you can practically hear his not so happy voice

fly high 😔🕊 you will be missed

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[tender-rosiey]

hi hi <3 back to request bc i just love your work!

could i request haikyuu boys reacting to their fem!s/o getting a phone call and a guy on the other line says “hey, you home alone?” or something along those lines. there was a tik tok trend where girls would get a fake ft call with a guy saying ^ to see how their boyfriends would react, i think i may be able to find a video if you want but i do hope i explained this well :)

❥ “Hey, you home alone?” Prank on HQ characters

Includes Oikawa, Bokuto, Tsukishima and Kageyama

ᴀ/ɴ: i am glad you like my work, luv and this looks fun to write and I love these pranks a lot! hope you liked this luv 💕 also did my blog really go quack or is my stuff just getting ignored 👩‍🦲

Oikawa Tooru:

I would like to write a whole damn essay about how much I love oikawa but this is not our topic for today until now at least

SO, you felt bored and wanted to do something, plus oikawa has been free from pranks for far too long

That’s another reason why TikTok is your place to go for pranks

You saw said prank and wanted to do it since our lovely tooru has rather interesting reactions

So you set it up the sound and held your phone while your boyfriend is in the kitchen counter behind you preparing a snack for movie night

It was all fine and dandy until

“Hey, you home alone?”

You suddenly heard things stumble and your boyfriend was beside you in a snap with a frown on his face

“No she is not alone and in fact we are going on a date so you can just go FUCK YOURSELF— babe you are recording?”

You then smiled cheekily before bursting out laughing resulting in the blank stare and a pout from your boyfriend beside you

“Y/N, that’s mean, how dare you?”

However you didn’t expect your boyfriend to slam down on you and try and suffocate you with hugs

“Tooru get off!”

“No, apologize!”

He also peppered your face with kisses until you were sorry

You also posted the TikTok and it got more than 400k likes 👩‍🦲

And my favorite part is the comments so let’s start

Some of them were like

“LMAO THE SPEED HE GOT THERE WITH”

and “he is so pretty tho tf”

as well as “the kisses at the end were adorable tho lol”

Of course his ass was sticking out while peppering you with kisses so someone commented

“What a flat ass”

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Bokuto Koutarou:

I personally believe that Bokuto would have TikTok and would know about the trends unlike the dumbass up there who I think would only stick to one side of TikTok

Bokuto likes diversity in everything and doesn’t like getting left out, once again it’s my opinion

So he obviously knows the trend and you know that he knows, so you got a video of someone with a voice he never heard

He had just came from training and entered the home with a big smile and greeted you with a kiss

And so as he turned his back to you he heard

“Hey, you home alone?”

Bokuto threw the toilet roll at your phone knocking it down

His hair then deflated and looked at you with a look that made you feel extremely guilty

“Kou, it’s a prank.”

He then crossed his arms and faced away pouting

Now how do we make up things to a deflated and pouty Bokuto Koutaro, the great captain of Fukurodani?

Hug him from behind and start kissing his cheek and face then tighten the hug, like you are doing right now

He starts to relax to your touch still being just a little petty

“Don’t do that again, Y/N; these pranks aren’t funny.” He said barely audible as he was trying not to break his pout

He then broke into a fit of laughter and turned to hug you cause I stand by word when I say bokuto loves physical affection with every fiber of his being

And you guys continued the day cuddling <3

Onto the comments:

“HOW COULD HE KNOCK US DOWN LIKE THAT”

“That aim tho”

“HE IS SO MUSCULAR”

“Can we buy someone like him?”

He also gave you a kiss on the cheek while the camera was filming

Cause ✨ AFFECTION ✨

And by the way

He told kuroo about this

And kuroo is planning a lovely prank to get you back for what you did for his bro 🥱

And kou doesn’t have any idea that kuroo is doing a prank even

Tsukishima Kei:

BAHAHA

The fact that you thought this was a good idea is very humorous, however tsukishima has TikTok, but ,unlike Bokuto, he literally knows everything

And he knew the moment you kept staring at him with a smirk on your face that there is something up

Inasmuch he was patiently waiting for your time to strike

He however then heard kageyama’s voice say

“Hey, you home alone?”

Love, when I tell you he whipped his head so damn fast he almost snapped it

“Hey king why don’t you go stick your dick in a dirt hole instead, y/n is too good for you.”

Cue you laughing while replaying the recording of kageyama saying that same line three more times

Explaining to him that it was a prank took some long time cause tsukishima was being a petty bitch

“Keiiii, I told you I am sorry—“ “no.” “Please, talk to me!”

Maybe just give him a hug or threaten him with going to kageyama and he will hug you from behind

“Don’t do it again, or I will never forgive you.”

Of course you wouldn’t go off the hook so easily sweetie

Tsukishima Kei ,as Tanaka once said, never forgets to counter and take revenge

So you basically started a prank war and may god be with your neighbors

But y’all still gonna watch the movie you agreed on and gossip so 🙄

You even managed to make him put on a face mask which I salute you for by the way

He is a little disappointed in himself cause he already knew you were gonna do something but still was shocked or rather startled

And for the comments which are the loveliest

“Woah is his neck okay—“

“The GLARE HE SO MAD”

“So stubborn wow”

You showed kageyama his reaction and he almost burst out laughing instead just ended up smirking in an evil way

While on the other hand hinata was rolling on the floor having the best laugh of his life aside from the one after his first receive which I was very proud of him for

Kageyama Tobio:

Hinata was low key gonna ruin it all

Why?

He almost laughed his way through the one sentence he was supposed to say

So your boyfriend was just doing his nails peacefully like the pretty boy setter he is until your dumbass decided to do the prank him while he was doing that

And so in the middle of his nail care session he heard the voice of his best friend say

“Hey, you home alone?”

You didn’t want to use the actual audio since when you guys cuddle he watched TikTok with you and basically knows the trends because of you

Unlike his senior who despite having TikTok doesn’t remember trends for shit

So you called his best friend and made him take part in this and sacrifice his being for a good laugh

Anyways back to him almost injuring his finger when he heard it

“HINATA BOKE WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM Y/N?!”

“BAHAHAHAHA I AM SORRY Y/N I CANT!”

He kept glaring at hinata through the phone and ended up hanging up on him and returning him to the “to serve at their head” list for the 37th time

He just looked at you and pouted unintentionally

“It wasn’t funny you know, you scared me.”

Aw

now make it up to him

“What can I do so you can forgive me then, Tobio?”

“…milk and cuddles.”

And so he got it what he asked for

Hinata’s funeral got scheduled 3 days later but he made it out alive so it’s okay :D

The comments were interesting to say the least

“Did he just do like oxen do? You know, the air from their nose when mad”

“THE NAIL; IT ALMOST BROKE NO”

“So pretty”

“I feel like the orange headed dude is gonna get his ass handed to him.”

He went to ask noya and tanaka for advice to get you back for what you did

To which they told him to ignore you for 24 hours

They also shared the idea because they heard oikawa and tsukishima talking about it separately

They also showed him their evil laugh

copyright © 2020 tender-rosiey

do not copy or plagiarize or you will be reported

[treasure-hwa]

loving you is easy

pairing: mingyu x female reader

genre: fluff, comedy

synopsis: do you know how fairytales always end saying the couple lived happily ever after? This is one of the couples, they fall more in love everyday.

word count: 1421

author's note: I am incredibly in love with Kim Mingyu and he would be a perfect husband, so enjoy this piece of a happy couple.

It was not morning, but sunlight rays peeked through the closed curtains, creating a warm soft glow into the bedroom. The couple sleeping safe and sound decided it would be nice to take a nap during the afternoon to be well rested to the event they needed to attend later on the evening. A wedding rehearsal. Mingyu’s sister’s wedding rehearsal.

He still could not quite believe his little sister would be marrying in less than a day, but her fiance seemed to be a good man, so he was accepted in the Kim family, which means Mingyu had liked him, much more than her previous boyfriends.

Feeling like the nap had lasted long enough and bothered by the light hitting her right in the face when the curtains were swung by the soft wind, the woman slowly woke up, her body doing the same things as always: face fondly rubbing on Mingyu’s chest, hand caressing his abdomen back and forth and leg rubbing up and down on his. Her grip on the man tightened before she could let him go, as if he was her body pillow or Teddy bear and, honestly, he was.

As if on clue, when she tried to get up, Mingyu rolled both on bed and laid on top of her, also rubbing his face on her chest and tightening his grip around her waist. He was a big touchy boy and has always loved cuddling her, since the beginning of their relationship, but he always paid attention to the limits, of course. Fortunately for him, she was almost as touchy.

— Gyu, I need to get up — she groaned, but started stroking his fluffy messy hair. He looked the most adorable when he woke up, so adorable she probably would not mind skipping the day just to enjoy him. 

The man mumbled a protest, but let her go, rolling on the bed again and grabbing a pillow to cuddle, because, as he constantly said, "sleeping is much better when there's something warm between your arms". She could not disagree, ever.

— I'll take a bath, but you can sleep for a little longer, okay?

He nodded sleepily, clutching the pillow and making her smile at her lovely big husband. No one could expect the next scene. As the sleep had not left her yet, when she got up and walked to the bathroom, she tripped over her shoes, almost falling on the floor, but fortunately she did not, however, Mingyu was startled, turning to her the second he heard the thud of her feet hitting the floor.

— Jeez, what are you doing, woman?

— I tripped, sorry — chuckled, kicking the shoes to the side.

Arriving at the bathroom safely after that mini accident, she took off her clothes and took a long shower, pampering herself in the best way. A wedding rehearsal would happen, a fancy event, so she needed to feel good and pretty, otherwise the night would be a nightmare for her.

When she was done with hair and body, the woman wiped down the foggy mirror, giggled to herself remembering that trend on Tiktok and made sure the bathroom windows and door were open so the steam of the previous shower could dissipate faster.

Wearing only normal cotton black panties and with her hair wrapped with a towel, she looked natural and fresh, which Mingyu made sure to empathize once he saw her through the mirror, brushing her teeth and with her breasts out.

— Well, well, well, what do we have here? — He came from behind and rested his hands on her naked waist.

The woman rolled her eyes and would have called him "silly" if her mouth wasn't occupied. The tip of his nose ran from her neck to her shoulder, sniffling her skin and making agreement hums.

— You smell so good, babe, so fresh.

She smiled at his image on the mirror and leaned back, resting on his naked chest for a moment, while he kissed her shoulder and caressed her waist with both thumbs. She bent down to quickly spit the toothpaste on her mouth and reply:

— That's what you are supposed to smell like after a shower.

�� I know, but — he hums — you are so nice.

She turned around on his grip and pointed her toothbrush to his face, asking:

— Won't you dress up?

Instead of replying, Mingyu pecked her lips, even though she still had blue-ish foam on them, and smiled, licking his own and tasting the mint on them.

— I will, just let me enjoy you for a bit longer. — He kissed her cheek.

— Don’t make us late, please, your family wouldn’t like it.

— I never make us late.

She washed her mouth and turned to him again, now hugging his neck and pressing her chest to his.

— Do I need to remember you who arrived late at our wedding?

He groaned, making her smile, and answered:

— I’ve told you countless times it wasn’t my fault. The car wouldn’t work.

— Yes, I know, but I messaged Minghao that day and he said you were already late because your “face didn’t look right”.

— Unblessed be, Minghao!

She laughed, pecked the man’s lips, cheek and jaw and tapped his butt.

— Now, go and take a shower. I’ll take the hairdryer and head out of here.

Mingyu was not having it. He gripped her waist and kept her in place, whining.

— Why don’t you dry your hair here? It would be a nice vision to see during shower. — He wiggled his eyebrows and slid his hands down to her butt, squeezing it softly.

— I'm gonna cover up, seriously, you are a perv.

— No, no, no, I'm not, I swear I'm not. — He hugs her properly, nuzzling his nose in her cheek. — I just love you so much and seeing you, doesn’t matter how, makes me happy.

She chuckled, cheeks getting warm, because, damn, that man was The Man, always saying simple things that made her heart jump even after years of marriage. However, she still wore her favorite robe, then unwrapped her hair from the towel. While he took a shower, she dried her hair and they made small talk loud enough to be heard over the water and the hairdryer sounds: Mingyu told her funny stories about his friends, and she told him about the promotion happening on her office. He encouraged her to participate, knowing she was incredibly capable of getting a higher role in the company.

— You say that because you are my husband.

He opened the shower box and put his head out, droplets of water falling down on him, hair slicked back and eyebrows furrowed. Handsome.

— Hey! I may be married to you, but I’m not dumb, okay? I know you have potencial, babe.

Smiling, she went over to him and kissed his wet lips, thanking him before making her way out of the bathroom, hair ready.

A few minutes later, she was sat on the high chair by the kitchen counter messaging her sister-in-law, who was currently doing her makeup and sending her funny photos and nervous messages. While she typed out answers, Mingyu came from behind again, hugging his wife and resting his chin on her bare shoulder.

— Why are you chuckling? — He asked, kissing her exposed skin.

— Your sister. She’s really nervous and mentioned running away with her fiance. Can you imagine what people would say if the bride and the groom didn’t show up?

He chuckled, squeezing you between his arms before turning you to face him.

— And are you trying to calm her or...?

— I am. I said how marriage is wonderful with the right person, the person you love, how they will make everything to see you smile everyday and make you feel at ease every single day.

— Awnt, you are so cute, babe, you really are whipped for me.

— What is your credibility to say that? You are even worse.

— Yep, and I’m proud.

Mingyu gave her the softest smile, which she could not handle at the moment as her heart swell with the great amount of love she felt for him, so the woman kissed him while his hands held her waist soflty and hers played with his damp hair.

They could only hope the almost newlywed couple felt the same way they did, overflowing with true love every minute of the day.

[starrynite7114]

TikTok: Outfit

A/N: Good morning everyone! This is my first out of possibly three updates? Finally got the muse for Snapshots back, so i will try to update that and also Everything is you as well. Or I may hold off and update in a few days since school is back and I got 5 classes that need my attention lol Anyways, here is another TikTok/Instagram challenge that an anon gave me!

Thanks nonnie!

If you have any other TikTok challenges or requests, send them my way!

TikTok

Word Count: 1438

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You and Angel were proud of how you two had an amazing sense of humor. Prank wars were a thing in this household and hell, it even seeped into your Mayans family. Coco was your usual partner in crime along with Taza, Hank and Bishop. Coco switched allegiances after a prank you pulled on him and Angel a few years back. He was impressed to say the least and he has been in your corner faithfully since then.

“Hey guys, so, my husband is absolutely exhausted due to work, but you know I can never pass up a time to mess with him.” You were standing in front of a mirror, showing your outside, or lack thereof. You were wearing a tank top with a sports bra and workout shorts that almost showed your ass cheeks. It was an online buy so the measurements were off. When you first modeled it for Angel, he raved about it, but he also was adamant that you weren’t wearing said shorts unless you were staying around the house. But you loved to fuck with your husband, so why not? “Thiago and Raphael are currently napping, and we have a rule if the babies are napping so are we.” You entered the master bedroom and found your husband sound asleep. 

You had paused the video, and was thankful it was only the afternoon so the sun was illuminating your room. Angel looked so adorable sound asleep, you almost felt bad that you were going to prank him.

Almost.

Recording once more, you shook Angel, who was sleeping on his stomach, Thiago sleeping right beside him with Raphael in the crib right beside the bed. God bless your husband, he was absolutely exhausted, but whenever he got home while he was away, he tried to take care of your boys and gave you a break. 

It was rare for them to have runs due to COVID but business was business. 

This was Angel’s first run since March and it was June. The state had slightly eased the restrictions so they had a run plan as soon as possible.

“Babe, I’m going to Target.” You whispered, careful to not wake your two sleeping boys.

“Okay,” he mumbled sleepily.

“Do you need anything?” You’re not even sure if it was registering, but you knew how to wake him. 

“‘M good,” he cracked an eye open. And closed them again. 

You refrained from laughing and kissed Angel on the lips. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” He called out.

You counted to three in your head before you heard the ruffling of the sheets.

“Hold the fuck up, where are you going?” Angel immediately sat up and his eyes roamed down your outfit. He didn’t give a fuck if you were wearing a tank top.

“Target,” you repeated, grabbing your purse. 

“Target? With your ass hanging out? You got me fucked up babe. We talked about this, no one is going to see you in this outfit.” You tried to hold back a giggle as Angel got out of bed and started slipping on the discarded sweatpants on the bedroom floor. “Going to Target with your ass hanging out?” He scoffed mostly mumbling to himself. “You going to see someone? You got a booty call?”

You laughed then, the phone still on Angel as he grabbed his phone from the bedside drawer beside his side of the bed. 

“Angel, don’t be ridiculous, you know you’re the only one for me.” You laughed again as he went to your closet. He came back out and threw a pair of sweatpants at you which matched his.

“Cover that ass and let’s go to Target. Got me fucked up corazon, this is a family outing now.” He moved to wake up your babies and you stopped him.

“Baby, I’m recording for my TikTok, don’t wake them up.” You explained.

You caught his face, annoyance clearly seen. He shook his head and you stopped recording as you laughed again.

“You play too much.” He picked up Thiago and your son woke up, which made you glare at Angel. Thiago was always cranky when you woke him up from a nap instead of him waking up on his own. “Thiago, mama wants to go to Target, why won’t you go with her?”

“Angel!”

Two weeks later, another prank came into your mind except this time, you wanted to record it for your Instagram. It was odd that you were chronicling your life with Angel, but it was something to do during quarantine.

And if you were being honest, Angel was hot as fuck and you loved sharing your handsome husband to the world. 

And he was also funny as fuck.

His possessiveness was never terrifying or concerning, it was sweet and endearing. He never overstepped or overwhelmed you.

With your phone directed to your full length mirror much like two weeks ago, you waved a hello. 

“Decided to dress up to go to Target since my man wants to stay home. Figured I’d treat myself since work and grocery shopping are the outlets to go out now.” You were wearing jean shorts and a top that accentuate your assets. 

“Okay babe, I’ll be back in a few.” You had your camera pointed at Angel, but it appeared as if you were texting.

Angel did a double take and shook his head.

“I’m sorry, where are you going?” Angel sat up from the couch where he was lounging with his boys.

“Target.”

Thiago looked at you and smiled. “Mommy you look beautiful.”

“Thanks baby.” You walked over to Thiago and kissed his forehead, before going back to your initial position.

Angel shook his head. “You’re going to Target dressed like that? Mi dulce, we’ve been together for years and you always dressed like a bum going to Target.”

“A bum?” You gave him an incredulous look and scoffed. “I do not dress like a bum.”

“Yes you do, sweatshirts and sweatpants, all day. Who the fuck are you trying to impress?” Angel narrowed his eyes at you. His wife could be ridiculous at times, but he fucking loves her like he loves no other.

“Ooh! Daddy said a bad word.” Thiago pointed at Angel, shaking his head.

“Papi is allowed to say bad words because mommy is being ridiculous.”

Thiago giggled and got off the couch, running over to you. “Are you going to see Tio Rico?”

“Tio Rico?” Angel stood up and picked up Raphael. “See you’re going to make every outing a family outing now. I knew you were talking to someone else, always on your damn phone.” He slipped his cell phone inside his back pocket. “Let’s go, we’re going to meet mommy’s side piece.”

“Angel!” You held Thiago who giggled.

“What’s a side piece?” Thiago asked you.

“Babe, they’re not even ready.” Raphael was wearing a shirt and his diapers, while Thiago was still in his pajamas. “Don’t listen to daddy.”

“No, we’re going to meet mommy’s new boyfriend.” He made his way over to the door and you laughed, chasing after him.

“Babe, it’s a joke.” You told him as he opened the door.

He looked at you, the same annoyance that graced his face two weeks ago came back. He glared at you, walking back to the couch and placing Raphael down.

“See, if I play this prank on you, you’d be pissed. You play too damn much.” Angel sat down, crossing his arms over his chest, pouting as he refused to look at you.

“Mommy, you made daddy upset.” Thiago shook his head, mimicking Angel’s reaction. 

You had stopped recording after you informed him it was a joke. 

“I’m sorry babe, you know I love you and only you.” You sat beside him, laying your head on his shoulder with Thiago seated at your lap facing the television.

“Yeah you better, kids are going to sleep early tonight.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, while the other was beside Raphael since your little prince was a mover. Bending his head so only you could hear him, he nibbled at your ear making goosebumps run through your body. “I’m gonna pound that pussy so hard, you’re not going to be able to make any pretend Target runs for a week.”

Your thighs clenched together as you looked over at Angel who sat back and had a smug smirk on his face.

Another reason you loved fucking with your husband, he was the King of Petty and his promises to ravage you was always so good to hear.

Again, never a dull day in the Reyes household.

[tsukishimaenthusiast]

Oh ok! Could it be imagines with just atsumu and suna then? Thanks!!

atsumu and suna when their s/o ignores them as a prank

atsumu:

you recently saw a tiktok of a girl who secretly recorded her boyfriend for a day. the funny part was that she was purposely ignoring her boyfriend as a prank. she put together a bunch of clips of him complaining and getting sensitive from her silence. you had to try this with your boyfriend, atsumu. you were curious to see how he would react since his emotions could be all over the place.

you decided that your shenanigans will start at school since you and atsumu were in the same homeroom. every morning before classes started, he would chat with you. he always asked you if you slept well the night before and would sometimes tell you about a weird dream he had. fortunately for you, you had arrived earlier than atsumu today; you didn’t have to worry about him approaching you right away. you decided to sit at your desk and put in your earbuds. there was about ten minutes left before school actually started when atsumu finally walked in. he headed towards you with a smile. “good morning, babe. sleep well?” you just continued to stare off into space. he immediately raised an eyebrow at you, clearly not noticing your headphones. when he finally realized, he took your earbuds out. “y/nnn, stop listening to music and pay attention to me,” he whined. you stared at him and put your earbuds back in. atsumu is beyond offended by your actions. before he could say anything, the first bell rang and your teacher ordered everyone to go to their seats.

during class, atsumu sent you a text. “what’s the matter? why won’t you talk to me?” he watched you pick up your phone from the other side of the room to read the message. you read it, decided not to reply to your boyfriend, and turned your phone off. atsumu’s mouth drops open. “what the hell!?! i didn’t even do anything,” he thought to himself. you knew he was going to speak to you about this during lunch.

when lunch time came around, you grabbed your lunch and headed towards one of your friends. before you could sit down, atsumu grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the classroom to somewhere private. “what’s up with you today? is everything alright?” he looked concerned, you kind of felt bad for a second. again, you didn’t answer him. he crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling. you could tell he was getting mad. he looked down at you and spoke up, “y/n, are you mad at me for something? can you at least me what i did? if i even did anything at all..” you shook your head. that was the last straw. “fine, be that way!”, atsumu exclaimed. if you’re being honest with yourself, you were waiting that entire time for atsumu to snap and finally raise his voice.

atsumu didn’t go up to you for the rest of the school day. you expected this from him, though. you went on with your day and went home after school. you received a text from osamu on your way home. “did sumu and you fight today? he’s acting more annoying than usual.” damn, you didn’t want your boyfriend to start acting like an ass to other people because of the joke you’re playing on him. “not necessarily a fight, but he did get upset with me. i’ve been ignoring him all day as a prank.” you waited for a reply. “oh okay.. i’m sure i’ll hear allllll about it when we get home from practice.” poor osamu, he’s going to have to deal with his brother's complaints.

it was now night time and you were finishing up some last minute homework. your phone started ringing… atsumu was facetiming you. you answered and he was laying down in bed with the phone super close to his face. you almost laughed at the view. “y/nnnn. babyyy. talk to meee.” he was whining again. you knew he missed you. “please. i’m sorry for raising my voice at you before. osamu made me realize i was wrong for that. i just didn’t understand why you were ignoring me.. i got upset.” you started giggling and atsumu sat up from his bed. “y/n,” he said sternly. you smiled when he called your name. “you didn’t do anything, i was playing a prank on you.” you said, laughing like a maniac.

“ARE YOU KID- I KNEW IT!!! GOD YOU MAKE ME SO- UGHHH!!” you started dying of laughter even more at his sudden outburst. he kept pouting at you until you stopped. “babe, i’m sorry!” now he was the one not replying. “sumu~ c’mon, babe..” atsumu let out a deep huff. “tomorrow, you better give me extra kisses. you have to make up for the pain you caused me!” you chuckled, “okay, okay. i will.” he looked content now. “okay...good…..i love you.. say it back?” god, he was annoying, but charming. “i love you, atsumu.” and with that, he hung up the call.

suna:

recently, you’ve been in the mood to play a joke on someone. it’s been awhile since your last prank and your mischievous ways have been getting the best of you. you started thinking of your next victim... and who else would be better to mess around with than your boyfriend, rintarou! he always has the most peculiar reactions. you’ve only ever pranked him once or twice before, so coming up with an idea shouldn’t be too difficult. maybe you’ll go with a classic.. ignoring him! you two have school tomorrow, maybe you’ll make it an all day type of thing.

suna was already a quiet, somewhat reserved type; you weren’t sure how affected he’d be by your prank, but you decided to go through with it anyways. who knows, maybe he’ll snap or something. he was full of surprises. you kept this thought as you made your way towards school. you weren’t in the same homeroom as suna. you’d usually see each other in the mornings before class or during lunch, but you guys weren’t attached to each other’s hips, so if you didn’t see each other at school sometimes, it wasn’t a big deal. it’s wednesday today, though. the team doesn’t have practice after school. suna always walks you home on wednesdays and you guys usually hang out for a bit.

you arrived a little late to school today, barely making it to your first class. one of your friends told you that suna was in the room earlier, looking to see if you were at school already. eventually, lunch time came around and you received a text from suna. “y/n, my love. just found out i have a meeting for volleyball right now. i might be a little late meeting you for lunch, is that okay?” you read the text message and smiled. maybe now you can properly ignore him. if it were any other day, you’d respond right away. you have read receipts on, so he knows you purposely didn’t respond back. you saw him begin to type again, but stopped. within two minutes, another text was sent. “okay well if anything, i’ll see you after school.. love you.”

you kind of figured the meeting would take up the whole period, so you weren’t expecting him to see you yet. but now, it was the end of the day. you guys have a designated meeting spot around the block from your school, but you decided to really start having fun. you waited for suna in some random area within your school campus, you just wanted to be in some place where he couldn’t find you easily. your phone started ringing five minutes after school was let out but you decided not to answer and waited for a voicemail. “hey, did you leave already? you could’ve texted me or something… unless you’re hiding from me. *chuckle* call me back when you hear this message.” you sighed to yourself, suna was a smart kid. another five minutes passed and you decided to leave your current spot when heard someone running up behind you. “oh, there you are. why are you all the way over here?”, suna asked. you shrugged your shoulders as you started walking off campus. suna found it weird that you didn’t say anything, but followed behind you, nonetheless.

you two walked in silence for a bit. i mean, this is how you guys usually were, but you would’ve said something by now. instead, suna spoke up, “so how was your day?” he looked over at you just to see you looking down at your phone. “y/n??” you just simply looked at him, lips sealed, and faced forward soon after. in the corner of your eye, you saw him staring at you with a straight face. in a way, it felt like he was analyzing you, trying to figure out why you were acting so weird today. he didn’t try speaking up for the rest of the commute to your house. however, he did hold your hand, giving it an occasional squeeze every once in a while. it was a small gesture, but it made your heart swell.

when you finally arrived at your house, you both changed into some comfortable clothes and you started playing music. you began fixing your couch pillows when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind. suna nuzzled his head in your neck and kissed you behind the ear. “why aren’t you talking to me today, my love?” suna usually wasn’t touchy like this… and his voice sounded a little deeper, too. was he upset? “it feels like.. you’re ignoring me.. are you mad? is it cause i couldn’t see you at lunch? i didn’t think it’d be that big of a deal…” after hearing that, you lightly tugged his hair and turned your head to place a soft kiss on his lips. you felt his body become less tense. “i was ignoring you as a prank.. did it work?”, you asked. “yea.. i didn’t show it but.. you really had me worried.” you smiled up at him, “sorry, rin..” suna pulled you tightly into his arms and kissed you on your forehead.

[sanders-sides-fic]

Since I don’t care

Prompt: “Six words. That’s all you get. Six words to explain to me why you’re here, what you want, why I should spare you. Because not many that find their way to me get to leave.” ( - source: TikTok; @mcrebecky )

Ships: Dukexiety (background), Roceit

Warnings: past betrayal, life threatening sickness 

“I do not like this.”

The forest around them was dark, but in the little clearance they sat in you could make out a few stars at least. It didn’t do much to soothe them, especially since this forest was by no accounts a normal one. No one dared to go in here, and if they wouldn’t go this deep. It was dangerous, nearly suicidal. But then again, what other choice did they have, really?

“Hello? Did you even hear what I said?”

That didn’t help much, though. No matter if they had to be here, the place still seemed to ooze magic, reminding their little party of just how dangerous this was. Then again, who could ever forget this? After all, these were the woods every parent warned their child of before it could even talk. These were the woods that belonged to them. These were the woods that housed the castle people barely dared to even hint about - which they, stupidly and desperately, were trying to find.

“Roman! I am warning you, don’t just ignore me! You were the one to drag me along in the first place.”

A small fire was lit between the three of them. It should have been four. Or, rather, they shouldn’t have been here at all. But as he stared into the flickering heat of red flames, he couldn’t bring himself to regret it. Because the very possibility to have a fire burning between them as one of them slept, in the middle of the night, when they didn’t know who or what might see them because of it, wasn’t something he would even be able to fathom if they weren’t in this situation.

“If you don’t stop ignoring me, I will curse you to speak backwards right now.”

With a sigh, Roman rose his eyes to meet Logan’s. The sorcerer looked annoyed, but Roman knew him well enough to spot the hint of nervousness behind those crystal clear eyes. “Look”, he said calmly, “I will stop ignoring you, if you will stop spitting nonsense.”

“Nonsense? Roman, look around you! We are in mortal danger here, about to bring ourselves in even greater danger. And he even said not to come here and search for them. He told us not to, no matter what.” And Logan had a point. He always had. But Roman couldn’t admit that, could he? Giving up now would be the greatest betrayal he could ever commit against the snarky assassin wasting away at home. He couldn’t. He just couldn’t.

So he put on his best smile, for what else was his talent for acting good for, and answered: “Oh, don’t worry so much. You almost sound like him! It’ll work out in the end. I’m sure.”

Logan only rose an eyebrow. It was obvious that the sorcerer didn’t believe the fighter. So, after a few more futile moments, Roman dropped the smile. “I know, alright?”, he admitted softly, “But what else should we do? We can’t just abandon him. He’d do the same for us.”

For a few moments, everything was silent. Then Logan spoke up again, all his prior emotion gone from his voice and barely above a whisper: “We don’t even have a plan.”

“Oh, don’t worry. You won’t need one. Or rather, no matter what plan you have, it’ll fail anyways.”

Both of them turned to the strange voice, suddenly tense as they realized they weren’t alone anymore. In front of them there was a demon, obsidian skin shining ominously in the fire’s light. His eyes were hidden behind a vail, but his white lips were pulled up into a smirk, as he leisurely drank from a silver cup. Roman glanced at his companion. Who was this leather-wearing man? And was that dragon leather? If so, they were probably screwed. It was forbidden to wear this for demons that didn’t belong to the highest ranks, after all. But all Logan gave in answer was a soft head shake. So even Logan couldn’t tell who this was? Well, damn.

Roman looked back at the man cautiously. He couldn’t afford to look at him any other way. “And who may you be?”, he asked, keeping the shaking out of his voice for the most part.

The man smiled again. “Oh, me? I’m just the messenger, babes. There’s someone who wants to meet you.”

Oh, yes, alright. Not foreboding and ominous at all. Roman pressed his lips together tightly. This couldn’t be good. But he couldn’t just fight the man either. If he could resist Logan’s skill there was no way all of them could take him combined, not without their assassin. They needed their assassin. And that was the very reason they were here at all, wasn’t it? They couldn’t allow themselves to be taken away without finding any of them.

So he eyed the demon once again. “I think we’ll have to decline the offer. We don’t really have time to-”

“That won’t do. My lord isn’t giving you a choice in the matter, and you shouldn’t complain about it either. Since you so rudely invaded our territory without invitation.”, the man interrupted them, smile gone now. Then it returned, but a lot darker then before. Roman shivered just seeing it. “But I can see why you wouldn’t want to go with a stranger. Very well then, let me introduce myself after all: I am Remy Nightview, vice-commander of his majesty’s army, here under order of the Demon Lord himself and currently the one who has taken your cute little druid over there hostage.”

…

What?

Roman glanced over to Patton. But he looked fine? What was the demon - Remy, was it? - talking about?! His gaze shifted to Logan, who had a serious look on his face. Oh, Roman didn’t like that. He didn’t like that one bit.

“You cursed him.”, Logan stated, making the demon grin and Roman’s heart drop. Okay, that he liked even less.

“I did. Nothing too bad, though. He’s just sleeping, you know? A very peaceful sleep, and if you don’t come with me it’ll be a very long sleep too. Longer than a human’s body can take, I would guess.”

How did this keep getting worse?!

“I see. So if we go with you without resisting, you will wake him up? That is the requirement, correct?”

The demon chuckled lightly. “Indeed. You are smart, for a human. Yes, I will wake him up if you come quietly, but only after you return here. And I won’t guarantee for whatever happens to any of you afterwards. That’s entirely up to his majesty - and therefor up to you, I guess.”

Logan looked at Roman, and Roman could read two things out of that look in this eyes: First of all, he was reminded by Logan that he’d told him so. Secondly, he was begging Roman to say yes. He was telling him that they didn’t have a choice, not if they didn’t want to loose another one of their friends and watch him waste away.

So Roman nodded to him, before turning back to Remy. “Alright”, he said, “we’ll cooperate.”

The demon’s teeth glinted in the warm light of the fire as he smirked. “Oh, I was hoping you’d say that, babe. This’ll be so much more interesting, after all.” But Roman didn’t have any time to think about what the demon meant, because with just the snap of his fingers later, the two of them stumbled in front of a door. Forced teleportation? Oh, great. Really, that was just wonderful! Now they had no way to return on their own, not even Logan’s magic. Without knowing where exactly they were, not even the genius of the magic academy would be able to invoke a relocation spell, much less teleportation. So they were stuck.

Roman looked around their new location. They were in front of a door in the middle of a hallway. A fancy hallway. With a background like Roman’s he had seen his fair share of fancy hallways, but none of them even came close to this one. It made even him feel small, dirty and insignificant. Logan seemed entrapped with the door more than the rest of their surroundings, Roman noticed. When he raised an eyebrow in question, mirroring the magician’s habit, he received a small sigh. “I think we’re supposed to knock. He’s… The demon king is probably on the other side of this door. ‘Remy’ did say that it was him who sent for us, right?”

Oh. Okay, yeah. That made sense. Roman nodded slowly. “So will you…?”

“No. I can’t. It’s a magic door, if I touch it my magic will be sealed for quite some time. We wouldn’t be able to make it back in time, even if we were to succeed. And… I’m sorry to even ask this, but Roman, would you maybe do it?”

Roman gulped. He hated the feeling of his magic being sealed. But Logan was right, and this was neither the time nor place to be picky about such things. So Roman raised a hand, took a deep breath and knocked. The moment he did, he almost chocked on thin air. He’d known it’d seal the magic rooted deep within his soul, but he hadn’t known that it would feel so imposing and tight. Normally it would feel like a too tight cage in his chest. But this? This felt like snakes, coiling around the core of magic within his soul and making it sleep with poisonous fangs.

Was this what a demon’s magic felt like when it was forcibly and maliciously invoked on you? Roman shuddered.

“You may enter, esteemed trespassers” The voice that answered was smooth and melodic, and it made Roman think of honey dripping from a fae’s flower when the magic creature tried to lure a name from your lips. Trust it and it’s a trap and I want it did the different parts of him whisper. His magic felt numb, so he wasn’t sure if there was a charm on the voice, like a succubus’s voice, or if it was just a genetic thing, like a nymph’s voice.

Logan and Roman exchanged a glance, before Roman pushed the black door open and they entered. It was dark in the room, but it was undeniably a throne room. A golden carped went from the door to a throne of black diamonds and yellow citrin. Lagre windows showcased a cliff to their side, with nothing but an endless sea of trees underneath it. Pillars of black marble were adorned by snakes made of gold like vines curling around the Corinth columns in the home he’d abandoned. Ambers as big as a fist and smooth like raindrops - most of which had even trapped insects, seashells or the like within them - glittered in the dim light against obsidian of the fireplace. The only hint of color Roman could catch that wasn’t black or some form of gold or yellow were the gems that littered the ceiling akin to stars. He knew them to be alexandrite, amethyst and emerald. All of them were green or purple - and Roman swallowed, knowing why those colors were allowed to stay here.

The figure waiting on them stood in front of the throne elegantly, hands covered with yellow satin gloves, a suit of black silk with golden buttons and a heavy cape draped over one of his shoulders. How many years would it take for such precise and beautiful embroidery to be done in the human realm, even if they would have only wanted to reach the same amount of elegance as this cape’s hemline?

The man himself sported an enticing smile on his lips. One half of his face looked human, a brown eye fixed on the duo with cold superiority. The other half resembled a dragon from the Eastern continents, a snake-like dragon with scales glinting somewhere between gold and green. The golden snake eye was just as cold as the human one, but it spoke of terror rather than the different status.

To sum it up: The man was gorgeous, elegant and overall breathtaking.

With fluent motions, the man turned to them, coming closer by just a few steps. “Congratulations on catching my attention, humans. You’ve made it thus far.” It was the same voice as earlier, but with the face to match its effect on Roman increased tenfold. “Now, then, as a reward I shall give you… Six words. Yes, that seems fair. Six words. That’s all you get. Six words to explain to me why you’re here, what you want, why I should spare you. Because not many that find their way to me get to leave.” He chuckled, raising six of his long fingers. “Although that are six more words than most mortals would ever even be able to dream of getting, naturally.”

That startled Roman out of his trance. Right. Not the time to be entranced by this man. He paled as they registered. Could they explain it in that few words? Was that possible? “What?! But-”

Two fingers were lowered. “Four words.” The man whispered loudly. Damnit! That wasn’t fair, though, was it? He hadn’t even used them for that.

“That-” Roman started anew, just to fall silent when another finger was lowered.

“Three…”

Roman gritted his teeth. Fine. Fine! He would comprise the complex issue that had made them risk everything in just three words. Why not? Here was hoping the demon lord - for who else could this possibly be? - would understand and approve. At least enough to hear them out until the end… “Virgil is sick.”

All the fingers were gone now, and so was his smile. His face had become cold enough to match his eyes. It sent shivers down Roman’s spine. “How interesting-” The demon lord turned around and walked back to his throne, sitting down in a graceful manner. “-that you would think I care about such things. Say, did he not tell you how he betrayed me? Why should I be concerned with a traitor’s fate?”

No. No! That couldn’t be his answer. It couldn’t! This was Virgil’s last chance. “Please! He’s dyeing. He used up all his magic and can’t fight the sickness off at all. It’s the blue fever, there’s no cure any human could provide! You’re his only family, only your magic can save him! Please, you’re his only chance.”

“That…” The demon lord’s smirk returned, though there was a pain in his eyes that Roman would have missed had he not known the same feeling as well as he did. “… was a lot more than the six words I granted you.”

It was Logan who stepped up this time. “I understand you cannot care as demon lord, but your highness, can’t you care as a father either?”

“As a father? As a father I know that Virgil didn’t want you to come here. As a father I know he’d loathe my engagement more than the current situation. As a father, I know that Virgil wouldn’t have been stupid enough to let a sickness that curses and corrupts a demon’s soul fester long enough for you to come here if he was willing to pay the consequences of involving me. As a father, I know that this was his choice and that he was the one to break the ties with me.” The demon turned towards one of the windows, where the sun started to rise just enough to color the sky red. “Go now. Remy will set your friend free as soon as you’re out of this castle. I have neither responsibility nor intention to help you, so be glad you will leave at all.”

He didn’t know what made him do it. Maybe it was the pain hidden in that magnificent voice. Maybe it was the slight trembling of his hands. Maybe it was just the sheer desperation at the thought of loosing his friend forever. But the next thing Roman knew was that he cried out: “And what if I make a deal with you?”

“Roman?!” Oh. And the alarmed Logan would probably curse his stupid ass for saying that as well.

Multicolored eyes meet Roman’s once more, effectively shutting up all those thoughts. “A deal? You? With me? Are you offering your soul in exchange for his health, Roman?” Roman flinched at the way the demon lord hissed his name. It was like an insult almost. So he knew that he’d been Remus’ brother. Well, he had expected that. They were identical twins, after all.

He took a deep breath. “I’m offering all that I am capable of giving. Whatever you want, as long as it’s in my power to give.” Virgil would hate him for that, wouldn’t he? Well, he’d do it anyways.

“Roman, you can’t honestly-” Logan was shut up with a glare from the demon lord. Roman, on the other hand, gave him a sad smile. There was no way he’d back down. Not when this could possibly safe their assassin.

The demon hummed in thought. “A few years ago, there were intruders in my realm too. A bunch of soldiers from the West. I killed them all, every last knight. But a child caught my attention. Just like you now, he was invited here to state his business. A royal, it turned out, who was chased away by his own family due to reasons out of his control. He begged me to keep him safe until he could defend himself. The bargain was much like yours as well. And I took pity on him, so I accepted. I took him in, provided him with whatever he needed, taught him how to fight myself, about magic and magical creatures, about the darker sides of history humans would never dare to speak out loud about. I taught him strategy, showed him how to take revenge. I took that human and I let him into my home, and I treated him as one of my own.

“Then, he found out about his brother. The first prince, having abdicated and run away to search for him, back turned against the kingdom that forsake the other twin, was searching for him after all these years. The human child had turned from an adolescent to almost an adult by the time. So I allowed him to go, and I helped him prepare for departure. But a few days before he was set to go, both he and my son disappeared without a trace. We searched everywhere for them. One week. That was how long it took to find out that he had betrayed me, that both of them had eloped and ran away together. My son and the human I had taken in, two people whom I trusted and whose relationship I had been nothing but supportive about until then.

“And I waited. I let them be, even though I could have captured them by all rights. But I didn’t. I waited for them to come home, to visit, to reach out, give me an explanation, tell me how and what they were doing. But even though they knew that I could not reach out first, all I ever got was rumors from intruders or gossip from my subordinates. Even still, I made sure no demon would ever lay a hand on any of you for as long as my son was with you. For years I kept waiting and protecting them in hopes that they may change their minds and sent even a single word. And then he fell ill. Came to death’s door. Yet he would rather die than see me again?” The demon lord smiled at them in a way that put all the times Roman had shivered in fear to shame. “I must say, imagining their faces as they realize that the precious prince that started all the times they turned their back on me has become nothing more than an empty, mindless shell they have to protect from getting possessed, that is dependent on them in everything… Now, that is quite the thought.” The smirk became even more terrifying and sinister. “But that wouldn’t do at all. That wouldn’t be anything special, neither for your insolence nor their daring betrayal. It’s such a common thing, just another deal with the devil. No, instead, I want something else. I want this.” And he pointed at Roman himself.

“Me?” Roman asked, surprised and a little unsure. What did that even mean?

But the demon nodded. “Indeed. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, last family for last family. You will become mine, former prince Roman, you will stay by my side for the rest of your days, and you will never set foot out of this castle ever again.”

“You want me to… become your slave?” Roman clarified. That sounded honestly terrifying, but those were surprisingly good conditions. Looks like he would stay himself and not be tortured. Though it was too early to say that he wouldn’t pay literal hell in his friends’ stead through another form of personal hell.

But the demon lord laughed. “No, dear, not at all. I want you to become mine. Your brother took what was left of my family and built his own with it. So I shall do the same.”

What? What did that even mean? Roman was so confused right now, his head was spinning. Built a family? He couldn’t possibly mean… But that was the only explanation. And judging from Logan’s shocked face…

“I accept those conditions. So we have a deal?” Oh. His voice came out stronger than expected.

“No… Roman, no, that… Don’t do that.”

The demon smirked, ignoring Logan and raising a hand. Once more he could feel the magic slither into his soul. This time, though, it did something else. He couldn’t quite describe it, but the snake of magic didn’t coil around him or sink its teeth into him. Instead, it nestled comfortably into his soul and turned into… something else?

He could feel the familiar weight of a crown appear on his head. But this crown grew from metal vines that he knew he wouldn’t be able to get off himself. “Gold and rubies for my lovely husband, huh?” The demon chuckled. With another wave of the hand, the ambers turned to rubies and the black diamonds turned into red ones. Even half of the snakes were replaced by golden vines, just like the ones he’d imagined when they had first entered the room.

“Well then, sorcerer… Bring Virgil here. Remus as well, I want him to see for himself. We must make haste if we want to save him. Who knows, maybe I’ll even be able to replenish his magic energy? This is the magic forest of the demons, after all. It shouldn’t be impossible.” The demon lord tossed Logan a black purse. “The diamond inside contains my magic. The three of you will be able to travel back here through a portal. Your other friend will be in Remy’s care until then, so he’ll be able to return with you.”

Logan caught the bundle but didn’t move. He was so pale… Roman was about to reassure him, but the demon lord was faster. “Do not worry for Roman, human. You are aware of demonkind and know my son and brother-in-law, no? So you should know that we demons are not only possessive of our lovers-” His gaze shifted to Roman once more. “-but also love to spoil them. I assure you, he’ll be living more than content. One does not need political power or dangerous experiences to be happy.”

Logan still hesitated, glancing at Roman. But when Roman gave him a nod, he sighed and bowed. “I’ll hold you to your word then, you highness.”

The demon lord smiled. “Yes. You can come visit to check the truth of that statement any time, friends included. And, please, those close to me don’t call me by my title. To you and all my husband’s friends… I am Janus.”

Taglist: @gattonero17 @alias290

[yandere-tech]

Comfort (Jin Bubaigawara X Reader)

Being alone with your thoughts was possibly the worst thing you could be doing right now. Sitting in the darkness of your room, cheeks stained with tears and eyes red, you tried to get rid of the overbearing sensation of...guilt, sadness, loneliness. It all seemed to swirl around in your brain like an angry swarm of wasps, ready to attack with each second you weren't distracted. Having thrown on some feel good music on low, trying to read something that would bring back that smile. When was the last time you smiled? You were sure it was over something stupid like a tiktok video or short clip about a cat. A quick, small laugh and half smile that would dissolve the moment the video was done. The more you thought about it- when was the last time you were happy...?        A shudder of a cry escapes past your lips as you try to keep quiet- knowing the walls of apartment complex were thin as paper- and it was one in the morning. You didn't need to wake up anyone- you certainly didn't need to accidentally wake your boyfriend either. As much as you'd love to cry and cling to him, he had it far worse and you knew it. Constantly battling himself- much like you did. But you knew how to silence your pain, you were his 'home' and, honestly, he was yours. Despite trying to hide these feelings behind dark humor or a half assed smile, he somehow managed to make things better. His ability to somehow deal with everything and still be the most kindest and most loyal man you had ever met.         Your hand had slipped over your mouth as a hiccup and slight whimper manages to slip out. Nothing was helping this time and it felt like the world was slowly closing in on you. Your tears come back full force as the thoughts take off with you again, reminding you of how worthless you were- how lonely you were- how you weren't worth the life you were given. It bombarded you to the point you were doubled over, hand now firmly pressed to your lips to keep from crying out or sobbing, your other hand shakily gripping your hair. The feelings would be gone by morning...You'd fall asleep and you'd wake up feeling numb once again. But right now- in the late hours of the night when sleep wouldn't drag you in, when the darkness swallowed you whole- it felt never-ending.        And that's when you heard his voice, gruff from sleep and concerned. Just the way Jin said your name made the darkness reel back just enough as you quickly look toward the other side of the bed, where the blonde had shifted slightly, propping himself up on his elbows, blinking in the low light of your computer glow. Quickly closing the laptop, you wipe at your eyes and try to find a way to make your voice sound normal.        "Sorry, Jin. I didn't mean to wake you." You tell him as you slide your laptop to the side of the bedside table and slowly curl up under the blankets with him. The moment your body is under, he sinks down as well, an arm snaking around your waist to pull you closer.        "Are you alright...?" "We need our beauty sleep, babe." He says before grumbling and opening his eyes once more to look at you in the dark. A small hum escapes you as you run a hand through his hair.        "Just fine." You lie easily. However, you soon feel his hand on your cheek as he strokes his thumb in small circles.        "Then why is your cheek still wet?" "Lying to me- I'm hurt!" He shakes his head a bit, making you tense slightly.        "It's nothing, Jin, really. I just get sappy and over emotional at night." You tell him, taking his hand off your cheek.        "Mnn...You seriously suck at lying..." Jin yawns as he sits up again, pulling you up and into his lap. "Now let's try that again... Why were you crying?" The male asks, resting his chin on the top of your head, his arms wrapped around you in a comforting way.        There was a long pause as you try to think of if you should tell him or not. Unconsciously, you begin to bite and chew on your lip. You wanted to tell him, you really did. But the thought of being so vulnerable- the thought of letting him see the real you, the broken, the damaged, the pieces of you that wanted nothing more than a short drop and sudden stop. Certainly he'd understand better than anyone else! He had too! But- he had so much to deal with already- adding onto that- you didn't want to burden him- or scare him off. You were his rock after all- and if that rock started to slide- who would catch both of you?        As thoughts begin to start up again, Jin gently nuzzles his face into your neck, making you tense slightly.        "Calm down, your heart rate is astronomical." He mutters against your neck, only really making it skyrocket further. "Hah, look at that, I still have the power to distract you." His other personality chuckles, making you huff lightly and look away. "Come on, just tell me what's up... I always open up to you. I always come to you for help when I start to feel down, like I'm splitting- you're my comfort. So- let me do the same for you." Jin says, now messing with your hair. "I'll do my best to help-" "Or at least help in distracting you and making you smile!"        Giving a small sigh, you glance at the male out the corner of your eyes before looking down.        "Okay- but- please- don't hate me." You say, making the blonde pull away briefly to look down at you, confused.        "I couldn't hate you even if I wanted too." "Except when you eat my leftovers! I still haven't forgiven you for the deep fried cheesecake last week!" At this, you can't help but give a short, small laugh as you lean back into his chest.        "Well...I've struggled with really bad depression my whole life." You finally admit, closing your eyes, almost as if afraid to see his expression. "I've been able to bury it around others pretty damn good though. I can easily be around the League or Giran and you- but the moment I have to deal with myself on my own- I dig myself into a deep hole." Feeling Jin's arm move from your waist to lightly tracing your jawline with a finger, you relax a bit more. His touches really were such a nice thing. Gentle and slow. "Most days I just feel nothing. Like- like going through the day is just another task I have to complete. Other days, like tonight- I end up feeling everything at once. There's no stop to it, really." You feel tears slowly stirring up again as you continue. "People half my age have done so much more than me, I feel like, at my age, I should have done something- anything! Yet, I can't find a job, my best friend, only friend and boyfriend are all the same person, I only talk to the League- I don't have friends. And-and." You hiccup as you curl up in his lap, a hand gripping his wrist as you pull it to you in a comforting manner- much like one might a pillow to hold. "I feel like such a disappointment, a failure. Like my life isn't even worth it." Turning to have your face against his chest, you bury your face there and try to stop the flow of tears. "You have to do everything for us- I'm useless- I don't- understand why you'd want someone like me. All I am is a huge headache and mess of a person. I have nothing going for me- so why? Why keep going?" By now, you were sobbing between words and trying to stop the shaking that rocked your body like a chihuahua.        Jin was silent for a moment or two- a real concern, as he was almost never quiet. It seriously made you feel like your heart was in a vice grip- maybe you shouldn't had said anything. You start to pull away, looking up at Jin, who had tears in his own eyes as he held you tighter.        "I'm sorry- that you felt you couldn't talk to me about this." He says, pressing a few kisses to your forehead, he hugs you as if he could lose you the moment he lets go. "I know how it can be- the loneliness- the fear....I know how it feels." Jin's voice wavered, as if he was keeping himself from sobbing on you as well. "But you're my heart. I can't live without you, doll." He states, his breathing hitched slightly. "We're both pretty fucked up, huh?" A weak laugh escapes the male as he nuzzles his face into you again. "Please, if you're going to help me- let me help you too. When you feel like this, I want to be there to cry with you." "And trust me, I can cry a LOT." This earns a small laugh from you as he smiles down at you in the dark, wiping at your tears. "I'm sorry you feel like that. But I want you to know that I love you, alright?" "Like- a lot. It's unhealthy. I think I might be love sick~" He says, gently clutching his head and hissing. "Shuddup." He mutters before sighing lightly. "I'm here for you, okay? And all these thoughts you have? They're just thoughts. We can get rid of them- like fighting off heroes! They may be strong, but we can overcome them!" "Through love and friendship!" Jin gives you a bright smile. "And you'll always have me! Sorry, you already threw out the receipt , no returns." He then gives you a few little chaste kisses, earning one of those laughs you know he adored so much.        A small smile pulls onto your lips as you look up into those grey-blue eyes of his. Maybe this was a good thing for you- for both of you. Opening up to him was relieving and he seemed all too happy to hear you out. Jin had a way with words- even when he didn't mean too. It really did brighten the rather deep and unending tunnel. You knew the feelings wouldn't just vanish...But at least with Jin, there was someone to help you battle off these demons with. The way ahead would be heavily loaded with trials- but maybe just having someone there for you- at your side- would be the saving grace to keep you from diving into a permanent solution to this feeling.        "Okay, okay." You sniffle lightly before leaning up and kissing his lips lightly. "I'll try and come to you when I'm like this from now on." You assure him before he gives you a rather excited smile.        "I'm gonna be such a good supportive man." He says, pulling you back onto the bed with him, with you resting on his chest. "We're both pretty crazy, huh? Like we cancel out each other's weirdness." He teases as you get comfortable.        "Cancel out is a strong way to put it." You hum as you look up at him, his hand gently stroking your hair.        "Fine, fine- we help each other out mutually now." Jin chuckles, the rumble in his chest sending such a small signal of happiness to your brain that you finally feel a slight genuine smile. He was such a good man- How you were so lucky to have him, you didn't know.        "So- how about some depression sex~?" His other personality asks, making Jin smack a hand to his forehead. "I-Ignore that." He mutters, shaking his head. "This is seriously not the time for that." He says, lightly smacking himself a few times in the head. You grab his hand and gently pull it down, placing a kiss on his palm.        "Mnn, maybe it would help distract us though." You tease before giggling as he get's all flustered.

[antigoneidk]

Just thought of this cuz of tiktok. Tom meets one of his famous look a likes and comes up with an idea to prank reader into thinking the look alike is him, only problem is reader doesn’t fall for it at all cuz she knows all his little things that make Tom...well, Tom .

Same|t.h.

a/n: as I was writing this I realised how scary actually this is. i mean can you imagine having someone looking exactly like you?broo😂thank you for your request

warnings: fluff..not really

Bill Jackson: as the lookalike(yes that's what came to my mind nvm)

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Tom was standing still, his hands on his pockets, big smile on his face looking at the cameras around him, flashing at him capturing every move of his. He didn't try to fake anything, it was just himself at a red carpet.

After a few minutes people with cameras and microphones were all waiting patienly for celebrities to come. All of them asking either really stupid questions or personally ones, trying to take any juicy information they could. He was all giggly answering with confidence, fearless.

" Have you met Bill Jackson yet?"a woman asked.

"No is he here?"he returned the question, full of enthusiasm. The woman in front of him nodded."No way! I want to meet him so badly"

"You look literally the same. How's that even possible?"

"Maybe I have a twin that got lost in the hospital"he raised his shoulders and laughed. The blonde lady thanked me and he got back to his assistant and three of his friends when suddenly a man stood in front of him.

"Oh my God"Tom covered his mouth socked with the person across him. It felt like he was seeing him self through a mirror. Almost every little thing looked the same.

"Finally we met. How are you?" The man hugged Tom. "I am starting to believe that we are actually twins"

"Me too. I mean I could walked down the streets and people be like" Are you Bill?"and I have to admit that sometimes I like to trick them. But when I speak for a long time they're figuring it out and I'm like "Damn" "

"Well I least you tried"Bill interrupted burst out laughing. "But they don't see you with y/n?"

"She is the reason I don't get mistaken when we're out together to be honest"he smiled when your figure came to his mind.

"Isn't she here?"

"Y/n is here, she just left for a moment"he answered, but he couldn't resist to the plan he had for months in his head.

"Could you please do me a favor? I know we just met and I'm really sorry but I kinda want you to listen"he made a silly face that Bill found hilarious.

"Of course I will. Tell me"

"I want to prank my girl. She always says that she would always recognize me but I don't think she would be able to" The man in front of him stopped Tom with his hand. "Right now? Oh she would trust me. I mean the outfit...we're not wearing the same suit"

"Oh no she hasn't see me yet we're fine" Tom looked behind Bill's shoulder, seeing you talking with a man, who was holding a camera with him."Y/n's here. Please can you do this for me? Only for a minute or so, just to prove her wrong"

"Tom I got you" Bill laughed and Tom ran meters away, hiding behind a couple of people, close enough to be able to hear you.

You walked towards the familiar faces, placing your hand to your man's back, showing your bright smile.

"How are you baby?"you asked but looked at Tom's assistant, who was showing you some of your obligations you had to get done. His hand hugged your waist.

"I'm good darling"a deeper voice answered, not the one you waited to. You turned your face immediately to the direction the voice came from. You blinked fast for a moment. It wasn't Tom. It was a man who looked similar to him, but not like him.

No way.

You tried to play it cool. You smiled back at him and returned your attention back to the group around you. They were all acting the same way as before, like nothing had changed. But you were sure that the person next to you wasn't Tom.

"Babe? Can I talk to you for a second?"the mysterious man nodded at you and led you next to an another group, all of them strangers to you. He was holding your hand but that feeling you hoped you would feel, didn't appeared. A sign that proved you right.

You stared at him, clueless for a second. You tried to recall in your memory his name. He looked almost like Tom.

"Are you okay my love?" he seemed concerned, his eyebrows raised and his mouth slightly open. My love. That was something that he would say to you, but yet you were convinced that this was not him.

"Yes, well not but I'll be fine" you tried to act, holding your stomach like it was hurting you.

"Are you sure? Do you wanna leave? We can go, you don't have to worry about that" his voice got higher. He was good.

"It's okay sweet. Tell me now how did you do?"

"What?" the curiosity took all over him.

"With the interview part. You said that you were nervous to the phone" your side smile showed up and you crossed your arms to your chest, waiting for his respond.

"It went perfectly fine, you know some of them were a little rude but other than that I was good"his hand rum through his hair, a move he used to do when he was nervous. But there was not a reason to be nervous about. Who was he?

"I'm glad. And I'm sorry for being late but there was so much traffic"your hands got up in the air "I accidentally started yelling at the driver. But before you say anything I apologized to him"

"Y/n why?"

"I just wanted to be here with you Tom" you said making a sad face and lowered your face, just like a puppy would do.

Tom was listening the whole time. He was right behind your back, hardly holding his laughter, knowing you didn't have an idea of what was going on.

A flashback crossed your mind, a conversation the two of you had days ago about his identical twin, a theory that everyone has someone that looks like them. Tom had said a name, but it was blank. You only wanted the name of this person that he was talking right now. Poor man.

"Are you listening y/n?"

"I zoned out. What did you said?"

"Do you want to get back to them? They have been waiting for so long it's not right"his hand pointed their way."We gonna have time after this to talk for as long as you want"

"Well yes but I'm surprised you haven't kissed me yet" you bit your lip seeing a weird expression from the mystery boy. Tom would have kissed you way before.

"Um"he was searching with his eyes for help from anywhere, until he looked back at you"You said that you felt sick and I didn't want to make it even worse"you nodded and walked back to your team. They all greeted you and kept their conversation going. The guy who followed you, stood now next to you and tried to keep up with the others. A few more humans had been added, not familiar at all. You noticed that some of them looked at the mysterious male.

You scanned the area around you, hoping you will find the real Tom but nothing. And then you saw a light at the end of the tunnel.

Bill. Bill Jackson.

He looked like the boy you fell for, but from the way his hand was at  your waist to the way he talked to you, the sensation wasn't the same. Less emotion, no butterflies, no warmth.

You giggled quietly and looked at Bill with a smile. You leaned discreetly to him, kissing his cheek and you made your way to his ear.

"I love you" you whispered. His nose didn't cracked and his smile wasn't the one that you'd usually expect from your lover. This time an awkward  little smile and a disgust face combined, a hilarious thing to watch. You started laughing loud and he followed after a while.

"Nice try Bill"you said and he huffed disappointed.

"Admit it I got you for a moment"you laughed denying his statement.

"No I know him too well. To be fair I have studied him too well" you didn't feel embarrassed at all. He was your boyfriend you loved too much and cared about. Of course you had noticed every little thing he had done, years now.

"Then he is lucky to have you"you blushed hearing him. You asked where your real boyfriend was. He just shouted his name and Tom appeared looking at you with a smile as he was coming towards you. He hugged and kissed you gently on your lips.

"So?"

"So what?" you asked curious. His shining smile got even bigger.

"Was he convincing?"

"Yes you guys got me"you lied not wanting to ruin his mood. He looked so adorable and cute to destroy it and make him feel like a failure.

"I can believe that this rumor was true though"you admitted scanning the two men next to you. Of course for you wasn't like that, but for the rest of the world they looked exactly the same.

"I told you baby. Somewhere out there is your too" Tom hugged you from behind, your butterflies flying in your stomach. Finally.

"Then be careful" Bill laughed and Tom pretended to be shocked and mad at you but with no success.

The night went by fast, with you having a great time together and actually getting to know better Bill. Yes, he wasn't like Tom.

_____

Sorry for mistakes. ALSO ITS CHRIS'S BIRTHDAYYYY🎉they grow up so fast and I'm stuck helpp

[artificialqueens]

Girl I Met On The Internet, 5/6 (Crystal x Gigi) - Strawberry

a/n these chapters aren’t really that long but i keep taking forever to get them written and edited lol but anyway i hope ya’ll enjoy!! 

Gigi stayed at Crystal’s house for a while after their kiss. Crystal showed Gigi all of the art that was not yet hanging up on her walls, gave her a house tour, and introduced her to her cat Tic Tac, who Gigi instantly fell in love with. 

Gigi finally had to go when Crystal said her mom was on her way home from work, and would not be happy with Crystal if she found out she had someone over without permission. 

“Are you sure you’ll be fine walking home?” Crystal asked, watching Gigi put her shoes back on from where she was standing in the kitchen.

“Yeah, don’t worry. I live like, two streets down, actually so I’ll be there in like five minutes!” Gigi reassured her.

They hugged goodbye, Crystal walking her out and standing on her front porch until Gigi went out of sight. A few minutes later, Gigi messaged her.

gigi: i’m home and i miss ur cat

crystal: :o only tic tac??? not me??

gigi: yeah <3

crystal: you’re a loser

To Crystal’s disappointment, she didn’t hear from Gigi again until much later. Crystal had been debating getting off TikTok and going to sleep early for once when Gigi finally messaged her back. 

gigi: do u wanna facetime

crystal: YEAH!

Crystal balanced her phone on her history textbook that was still laying on her bed and grabbed Tic Tac, knowing Gigi would love seeing the cat again. 

“Hi!” Gigi waved, gasping when she saw Tic Tac in frame. “Who’s the cutest cat ever?”  

Gigi showed Crystal her room and her closet. Eventually, they both exited the FaceTime app to go on Twitter, but stayed on the call. They made it their mission to annoy the other girls by spamming them with pictures of frogs and other memes they had found funny.

crystal: frog in a hat frog in a hat

nicky: why not sheep? they are the superior animal!

crystal: No <3 but i fuck with you for trying

Jackie: Does this happen often?

nicky: crystal and gigi are always on some bullshit. just ignore them queen

jan!: nicky pls stop trying to steal jackie 

nicky: i simply breathed

“Hey, I think I’m going to bed,” Crystal yawned, “I’m tired. I would’ve been asleep by now if you didn’t want to talk.”

“Wait, before you go, do you maybe want to walk to school together tomorrow?” Gigi asked, coming back onto the app to see Crystal’s face.

Crystal smiled. “Yeah, that’d be nice.”

“Great! I’ll message you in the morning. Goodnight, ba- bitch!”

Being so tired, Crystal almost didn’t catch Gigi’s slip up. “Goodnight, Gigi.”

Being just friends was going to be difficult, Crystal decided before finally allowing herself to fall asleep.

-

Walking to school became Gigi and Crystal’s new thing. With Crystal’s mom’s permission, Gigi would join Crystal after school on days she didn’t have practice, often staying for dinner. Crystal’s mom met Gigi a week after they started doing this, and was very skeptical the first time she met Gigi, not expecting Crystal to have befriended a cheerleader, but quickly welcomed her with open arms.

After Gigi had dinner with Crystal and her mom, her and Crystal went back into Crystal’s room to get some homework done. Gigi’s mom requested her to come home after Gigi and Crystal finished Gigi’s algebra homework. They were both pretty bad at math, but Crystal insisted if they worked together they would be able to figure it out, which was debatable at best.  

“I don’t want to go. I’m too comfy,” Gigi complained, not wanting to get up from Crystal’s bed.

“You have to. Sorry.” Crystal replied, making Gigi stick her tongue out at her.

A few moments later, Gigi sat up, remembering that she wanted to ask Crystal something. “Hey, so before I go, I was thinking…”

“You think?” Crystal teased, giggling. Gigi gasped in mock offense, throwing a pillow at her head.

“Anyway, as I was saying,” Gigi continued, “I was thinking that we should have lunch together tomorrow. Only talking to you in the halls is not enough.”

“Yeah, of course! Do you want to meet me in the art room then?” Crystal asked, shutting her textbook and turning to face Gigi. 

“No. I’ll come meet you outside your class. What happens next is a surprise.”

Those words replayed in Crystal’s brain for the rest of the night. A conversation that happened in the group chat when Crystal was in the shower got her even more excited.

gigi: guys guess what

jan!: yeah??

gigi: i miss crystal :(

jan!: weren’t you at her house like an hour ago

heidi: hold up WHAT

heidi: miss gigi was WHERE????

jaida: what now

gigi: JAN SHUSH you ruined my reveal!!!

jaida: JAN YOU KNEW THIS??? and didn’t wish to share???

jan!: uh-

heidi: not a reveal DHGJSDH

gigi: i’m gonna ask crystal out and then after that i was gonna send a selfie of us revealing that we are dating AND that we live in the same town and everyone would lose their minds at the superior couple

jaida: now why would you announce that if she’s in here

gigi: SHIT

gigi: everyone spam the chat she doesn’t read up 

jan!: SUPERIOR COUPLE?? HELLO???

jan!: stealing your idea. we aren’t dating yet but look at me and jackie :-) 

nicky: I HEARD JACKIE IM HERE

jaida: nicky why do you hit on everyone who’s not available dgfhfj first gigi, and then you were a crystal stan and now this

nicky: why are you acting like this is a problem jai

Jackie: I find it hilarious. Jan only reserves that side of her when Ariana Grande posts a selfie. I’m chopped liver to her.

jan!: JACKIE THAT’S A LIE DHJBFDKH WHY DO YOU ONLY COME IN HERE TO BULLY ME

Jackie: ;)

gigi: jackie’s using emojis we did it gays

nicky: i am a homewrecker. jaida, find a partner and i will flirt with you too

heidi: nicky literally no one asked

jaida: well damn.. 

jaida: hey heidi you single??

heidi: NOT THISIDHDGKJS

Crystal usually didn’t read up, due to pure laziness and the fact that these girls could send fifty messages a minute if they wanted to. It was too much for Crystal sometimes. This time she decided to read up, and she was glad she did. They didn’t try hard enough to hide anything Gigi said, and Crystal was even more excited for the next day.

-

Crystal got up extra early that morning, putting more effort than she usually would on taming her curly hair and put on a tad bit more makeup than usual. She searched her closet for the perfect outfit, and finally picked out a hot pink jumpsuit with purple flowers on it, with a headband with the same design on it to match. 

She loved what she saw when she finally looked at herself in her full length mirror. Crystal knew this was going to be a good day; she looked good, and Gigi was going to ask her out during lunch. She was so excited.

gigi: im on ur street!

Crystal tried her best to mask her excitement as she walked down the hall and out the front door, not wanting Gigi to know she was aware of her plan.

“You look so cute!” Gigi exclaimed as soon as she saw Crystal.

“Thanks! You do too, we match!” Crystal replied.

Gigi was wearing a pink floral shirt with white shorts, and Crystal thought she looked very nice. Gigi always did, but it didn’t appear that she put in any extra effort, unlike Crystal did.

Crystal didn’t let that upset her, she told herself that the way Gigi dressed probably wouldn’t affect anything Gigi had planned. 

Due to Crystal’s impatience, the morning felt much longer. When the bell signaling that it was lunch finally rang, Crystal couldn’t hide the gigantic grin on her face if she tried. Right outside the doorway stood Gigi, and two other girls who were on the cheerleading squad. Crystal found this odd, but made her way over anyway.

“Hey, you ready?” Gigi asked, giving Crystal a quick hug. “This is Rosy and this is Symone,” Gigi said, motioning to the other girls. “I want you to meet them so we’re all having lunch together!”

Realization hit. There was no date, Crystal was way off. She really hoped her face didn’t show her disappointment. She tried to ignore it, Crystal was curious to meet Symone and Rosy. Gigi had mentioned them briefly before, but they must’ve been close if Gigi was introducing them.

“Just with you guys? Not Dahlia?” 

“Nope, she has a dentist appointment.” Gigi confirmed, and the four of them took off to the cafeteria.

Lunch was surprisingly nice. Rosy and Symone were way nicer than Dahlia ever had been to Crystal. Symone liked to paint, and Rosy loved Harry Styles so there was much for Crystal to discuss with them. Crystal didn’t like them as much as she liked her internet friends, but she couldn’t say they didn’t exceed her expectations. Crystal wondered why Gigi wasn’t always surrounding herself with cheerleaders like Rosy and Symone, who were genuinely nice and positive, but that would be a question for another time. 

Despite lunch going better than expected, Crystal was sad that she was so off about what Gigi had planned. She felt stupid, even though none of what Gigi had said hinted to only inviting Crystal to have lunch with her friends on the squad.

-

On their way to Crystal’s house, Gigi could tell something was off with the green haired girl. She was going to get to the bottom of it. 

“What’s wrong, babe?” Gigi asked once they got in Crystal’s room, both of them sitting on the bed. 

“It’s stupid, don’t worry about it. I’ll be fine,” Crystal lied, busying herself by petting Tic Tac, who had jumped up to join them on the bed.

“It’s not stupid if it’s bothering you.” Gigi pushed, wanting to help.

Crystal took a deep breath, and let it all out. “What are we, Gigi? We said we’d be just friends for now but I thought you were going to take me on a date during lunch today since you told the group chat about your plan but I was wrong!” 

Gigi had to take a moment to process everything. “I was going to try to clear that up by taking you on a date during spring break.” She admitted, making Crystal’s eyes go wide.

“Fuck… I’m sorry, I just-” Crystal mumbled, feeling awful,

“That’s why I wanted you to meet my other friends.” Gigi continued, “I think I’m going to come out to them before spring break.”

Crystal was shocked, “Gigi, spring break is next week. Are you sure about this?”

“Yeah. I need to. I talk to them about you all the time and I think they’re starting to get suspicious.” Gigi blushes.

“Even Dahlia?”

“Yeah, but she’s moving this summer so she’ll be out of her hair soon enough.”

“I think this is the best day ever, honestly.” Crystal giggles, leaning forward to press a kiss to Gigi’s cheek, making her whine.

“No. On the lips.” Gigi pouted. 

“I don’t kiss before the first date, Georgia Rose.” Crystal teases. 

“You’re so stupid!” Gigi huffs, tackling Crystal onto her bed, tickling her sides until she thought Crystal had enough. When Gigi finally stopped, Crystal lied there for a moment, still giggling even though Gigi’s manicured fingers weren’t on her anymore. 

“You’re so mean! I didn’t deserve that.” 

“You’re the one who wouldn’t kiss me!” Gigi whined again, flipping Crystal off.

“Don’t stress. G. Spring break will be here before we know it.”

[stripper-patrick]

Can’t get enough🌜 Khalil (TikTok)

Warnings: language, major fluff, smut, oral (f), multiple sex scenes, dirty talk, unprotected scene, choking, fingering, a whole lot

Tiktok

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou

Relationship: Khalil x black plus sized reader

“Mama can you spend the night” Khalil asks on FaceTime pulling his hair up.

“Yea but aren’t we going to Brielle’s graduation tomorrow” she’s his 6 year old niece and she’s graduating kindergarten

“Yea Bring ya clothes” he smiles cheekily

“I’m on the way” I say

“Yes ma’am”

...

I knock on the door with my bag in my hand and Khalil opens it with a smile. I walk into his open arms feeling him kiss my head and the scent of teakwood fills me up.

“Wassup ma” he smiles letting me go. I shake my head and walk past him but it without a pat on the butt.

“I brought my nail polish so you could do my nails” I smile

“Can I get a kiss first” he sets my bag down smiling. I lean forward and up kissing his lips.

“What you got planned for us tonight”

“Well for starters we could watch a movie and I could paint your toes they look rough” he laughs. I hit him “then I figured later I could take you upstairs and make you scream”

“boy please you ain’t bout it” I laugh

“Yea ard play with me if you want”

“Pick the movie and lets get to it” he looks through and I sit down and he plops next to me grabbing the remote and turning on Netflix.

“Despicable Me?” I shake my head “princess and the frog?” I shake my head again “Incredibles 2?”

“Yes” I jump

“Ok” he turns it on and I get comfortable next to him. He wraps his arm around my shoulder pulling me into a kiss. I smile kissing him again before laying on his shoulder.

...

Khalil painted my nails and toes a light crimson red while the Incredibles is still on. Now we’re sitting on the couch with my legs in his lap and he’s rubbing the bottom of my butt/thigh area. I see his head turn to me and I look seeing his pretty eyes already on me.

“What?” I ask

“You gon be ok with meeting my family tomorrow?”

“Yea I’ll be fine” I nod

“I think it’ll be great” he smiles squeezing slightly. I look at him imagining all the things I’d do to him and vice versa. I need him now. I’m already starting to ache.

“You know ‘Lil I think I’m ready for that other thing you had planned for us” he looks at me cocking his brow and biting his lip

“You ain’t said nothing but a word” he turns off Netflix and takes my hand helping me up. Khalil stops dead in his tracks “wait are your toes dry?” I lightly tap them feeling if they’re dry and they are. I nod and he does the same.

“Let’s go lil mama”

...

As soon as we get to his bedroom door Khalil is on me like glue. His lips are so soft against mine and his hands are rubbing my body down. He gives my ass a good squeeze going in between my cheeks and rubbing my pussy. I moan into his mouth earning a smile. He stops all movements and I’m about to protest but he speaks first “get undressed and on the bed face down ass up” I smile slowly pulling off my tank top teasing him.

I drop my black shorts and I’m about to take off my underwear but Khalil stops me “leave those on” I take off my bra and get on the bed lowering my upper body on the mattress. I even shake my ass letting it bounce in front of him. He grabs a condom tearing open the wrapper. Next his pants and underwear drop to the floor as he rolls it on. I wiggle my ass more and feel a sting only a second later. My body is on fire and I’m aching.

Following suit Khalil pushes the head in and I help guide him inside of me. My other hand grips the sheet. “You’re so tight mama” he starts thrusting forward allowing my ass to bounce back on his dick after each stroke.

“Yea” I moan “you like this tight pussy don’t you? I want you to stretch it out”

“That’s what ima do trust and believe” he moans spanking me again. I moan feeling his hand go to the back of my neck keeping my down.

“Right there Lil” I moan biting my lip. His hands move to my hips leaning n me further back on him so he’s deeper. He spanks me again making me jump. “You so wet baby”

“Fuck” I move my arm and grab ahold of his balls squeezing them. He gives off a loud moan. His hips slam into me harder and I’m ready to give out but mama didn’t raise a bitch. My body involuntarily starts to lift up off of him until his grip on my hips tighten slamming into me harder “since you wanna be grown. Don’t run”

“Babe I’m cumming” his breathing gets shakier feeling his grip tighten even more. But it feels good. My toes curl and my eyes roll to the back of my head as we both cum at the same time. I squeeze his balls again and his stomach caves. His moans are soft but dominant as he cums in the condom. I bite my lips still breathing heavily and I feel him slow down eventually stopping and pulling out leaving me sore.

My body lays on the bed on my side and I smile watching him throw away the condom. I notice he’s still hard as he grabs another rolling it on “I’m not done yet baby stay right there” he comes towards me pressing his bare chest against my back. He picks me leg up rubbing my clit softly making me jump from the sensitivity.

I feel Khalil slide in again and he pulls my chin towards him giving me a sloppy kiss with tongue. His tongue fights for dominance against mine and my hands move to his hair while I moan in his mouth as he slowly hits my spot on each stroke.

He moves to my neck and I look down watching big his dick disappear and reappear in and out of my pussy just covered in my juices. Khalil holds my leg up and I pull his hair lightly hearing a low moan. He gets visceral wrapping his hand around my throat then starts pounding my shit “what was allat shit you was talking earlier mama hmm”

His grip tightens around my throat but he lets go moving to my clit slapping it “baby fuck” my leg drops when he lets go and he growls “put ya leg up” his other hand grabs my breast rolling my nipple in between his fingers. My fingers interlock with his and his eyes close just being in the moment.

“It’s so good” I moan my jaw dropping after each rock. My body starts to shake but I’m not exactly there yet “please keep going”

“You look so pretty taking my dick like that baby girl” I’m chasing after my breath and he grabs my throat pulling me in for a kiss pushing me over the edge. I struggle to moan into his mouth. I’m just breathing heavily in a daze as he damn near splits me in half. “That’s my good girl look at you cumming on my dick for the second time tonight. That’s it I want it all mama” he talks me through my orgasm making it much more powerful. My nails scratch down his flexed thigh feeling him finally find his release.

“Oh god” I cry out shaking. Khalil rubs my clit in a DJ motion making my body cave in. I move into a fetal position with my leg still up hearing him moan as he’s still cumming.

“I can’t anymore ‘Lil” I moan. He slows down giving me small slow strokes kissing me passionately. Finally he stop and pulls out again getting up and disposing the condom. Khalil lays back down next to me pulling me close so now we’re chest to chest. He kisses my nose “because of you I’ll look like Bambi tomorrow trying to walk in heels”

“I’ll be the only one that notices” he laughs

...

I wake up feeling kisses being smothered all over my face and I open my eyes seem Khalil with a cheeky smile on his face. ”morning gorgeous”

I groan rolling over and I feel a hard sting making me groan “I have other ways to wake you up. Plus I cooked breakfast”

“I’m coming”

“Good” he smiles kissing my shoulder. I stretch and stand up feeling the effects of last night. I go into the bathroom where I grab my toothbrush and to toothpaste brushing my teeth. I’m ass naked just brushing my teeth. I’ve never felt so free. I finish brushing my teeth and grab my tank top and shorts. I would grab his shirt but it would look like a crop top on me with our size differences.

I grab the stair rail and see Khalil at the bottom of the steps with his arms crossed and a smirk “what?”

“Just watching you attempt to walk down”

“Kiss my ass” I laugh

“Bend over” I finally get down the stairs and kiss him walking past. I sit down at the table and he sits across from me. I cut up my pancakes and pour syrup on them taking a bite. “What time are we leaving?”

“Uhhh” Khalil grabs his phone looking at the time “1:30 and my mom is making lunch so she most likely wants us to come over” I nod

“And can you not take 40 days just to do your makeup”

“Uh uhhhh beauty takes time” I laugh

....

I’m fresh out the shower with a towel wrapped around my body and I see Khalil playing video games “really”

“What” he doesn’t even look at me eyes locked to Call of Duty.

“I thought you were supposed to be getting dressed”

“I’ll get dressed soon as you put that powder on your face” I smile rolling my eyes

I grab some underwear and a bra dropping my towel in front of him. He looks at the towel then at me licking his lips “what” I smile innocently

“Come here” he paused the game.

“Why” I ask laughing “play the game”

“I’ll play it after I eat you now come here”

“Nope” I put on my bra and thong teasing him even more. He sucks his terth going back to the game and I sit on the floor right under the window to get the natural light to start on my makeup.

“Ima eat you today so just be prepared”

“Yea ok” I laugh

“Last time you said that I kept my word didn’t I? Don’t think it won’t be any different sweetheart” I look at him biting my lip and shaking my head. I continue my makeup with the thought of him between my legs in the back of my mind.

....

I’ve just finished my makeup and I applied lip gloss. Khalil has finally decided to get dressed. I’m watching him get dressed and I’m feeling extra bold so I take off my panties and sit on the bed “babe”

“Hmm” he turns around stopping dead in his tracks looking at me. He smirks “finally” Khalil dives head first into my pussy pushing my knees to my chest getting his first taste. I prop myself up on my elbows watching his head swivel and work lapping on my clit.

I wet my dry lips and watch his eyes gaze up to me. He growls like he hasn’t eaten in weeks. “Baby that feels so good”

He hums in response pulling me closer to him “Khalil” my elbows give out and I push back my hair. Khalil was always easy at finding my clit whereas my last boyfriend wasn’t. That was a nightmare.

“Keep going please” I beg pulling his hair keeping him close to me, afraid if I let go he’ll tip the pleasure away. My hips buck into his mouth as he wraps around me sucking me like a leech.

“Shit” I arch my back rolling my eyes to the back of my head seeing spots. I grip the sheet lifting myself up and away from him making him growl and grab me by the throat “don’t fucking run from you hear me”

“Yes” he goes back down on me kissing licking and sucking until I’m tapping on his arm. I need him to slow down. I start to get dizzy from the pleasure but of course he doesn’t care.

My legs shake and try to close around his head but he forces them open eating me through my orgasm. At this point I’m wheezing and whimpering for him to stop.

After Khalil has sucked me dry he comes up licking his lips. He stands up above me with a deep smirk on his face “we gotta go” I sit up grabbing my underwear and pulling them back on. I go to the mirror gelling up my hair and putting it in a cute low bun. I go in my bag grabbing a white crew neck short sleeved shirt and a navy blue flowy long skirt with a thigh slit that sit at the top of my thigh. Khalil gets dressed in a burgundy and navy button down. I grab my heels putting them on and strapping them comfortably.

Khalil smiles “you look good baby girl”

“Thanks so do you”

....

We get in the car and he starts the 20 minute drive to Brielle’s school. His hand slides on the exposed part of my thigh rubbing it softly. I look at him with a smile. I know exactly heya he’s up to.

“What” he asks maintaining his eyes on the road.

“I didn’t say anything but I know what your doing”

“And that is”

“Try to touch me yet again”

“What can I say I can’t keep my hands off of you” he laughs making a left into the next lane. I’ll admit I do want his fingers inside of me.

“Clearly”

“Fine then” he takes his hand off of me and I quickly grab it back putting it on my thigh this time closer to my pussy. He takes it upon himself to move up touching the thin material of my underwear. “Open your legs baby girl”

I do as told placing one leg on the dashboard giving him full access. His hand disappears into my underwear rubbing my clit softly taking his middle finger and dragging it up my slit collecting my juices “you was talking all that shit and you’re this wet? Wild”

I bite my lip placing my hand on his and making him rub me harder. “You’re so pretty when you’re a needy little slut”

I moan feeling him move down to my entrance pushing in two fingers to stretch me out again. He curls forward in a quick motion making me moan out and grab his arm. He continues assaulting my g-spot and trying to focus on the road and my reactions. Khalil pulls his fingers out rubbing my clit sloppily making my body jerk. My breath gets away from me.

“Khalil watch the road” I smile.

“But I wanna watch you cum. So that means I’ll have to get you there quicker” he bites his lip hitting my g-spot harder. He pulls into the parking lot of the school but pulls into the back and parks the car. Khalil unbuckles his seat belt and leans Over middle console kissing me making it hard for me to kiss back from hoe fast and hard he’s going. My orgasm comes like a runaway train. Fast and hard.

My legs shake and drop from the dashboard as I keep a tight grip on his arm. Nails making crescents in his forearm.

“Khalil” I moan holding him close to me feeling him kiss my neck still going. My jaw drops as he stops thrusting his hand and just ripples his fingers slowly inside of me. I close my legs around his hand hearing him chuckle.

He pulls out his dripping fingers catching my juices in his mouth before they spilled. “So sweet” I pull his lips on mine tasting myself.

“Khalil?” His mom starts walking over and he wipes his hand with a napkin and I adjust my skirt and underwear. Unfortunately my legs are still shaking from the aftershocks. He opens the window and smiles “hey honey. Who’s this?”

“This is my girlfriend Y/N”

“Nice to meet you” I can see she noticed my legs and I cross them “cold?”

“Yea there’s a chill in the air” I nod

“Well just park at the front and meet us inside” he nods and rolls up the window watching her walk away. I exhale and he rubs my knee “that’s what happens when you wear sexy stuff like this” he pulls off into a parking space near the door.

“I guess I’ll do it more often” I wink

[honeybearloco]

― “...Replaced.”

title → “...replaced.”

pairing → sik-k x female reader.

synopsis → you had already known how minsik had felt about having a kid this young. he was at the prime of his career! he didn’t need to be tied down, taking care of a child. remembering it now, brought tears to your eyes as you brought home an ultrasound just days prior.

word count → 1.4k.

a/n → this is really bad !! let’s see how many requests i can get finished by the year’s end. as i was writing this, i kept thinking about that one tiktok where the guy says “this bitch said we having a baby. i said ‘we? what you speaking french for? i’m out, peace’” IM A TERRIBLE PERSON. 

“Y/N!” He shouted, knocking you out of your thoughts, shaking slightly. You quickly snapped your head to the right, where he was sitting, next to you on the sofa.

“Y...Yes?”

He tilted his head to the side a bit, looking at you with worried eyes. He took your hand into his, placing his free hand on top of it, taking in your face, “Are you okay? You look nervous and you’re pale. Are you sick?”

You shook your head, taking your hand out of his hold. You placed your hands in your lap, “I’m fine. I’m just a bit stressed out because of work. I’m a bit behind on my deadline and I need to finish up a few somethings by the end of this week or I’ll be in trouble,” You lied, trying to get him off of your back.

“You know if you ever need a massage to help you relax, I’m here. All you have to is say the word and I got you,” Minsik added, placing a small peck on your cheek.

Before he could press another to your cheek, you moved away slightly. The worried look on his face was replaced with a frown. 

Why were you acting like this?

Why were you being so distant?

Was it something he said?

Several questions clouded his mind as he looked at your face, sensing more than nervousness and “stress”, as you said. Minsik placed a gentle hand on your face, forcing you to look at him.

There was sadness hidden behind your eyes. You were hurt. 

“Babe, what’s wrong? Why are you acting like I killed a man or something? Did I say something? If I did, let me know.”

“It’s...it’s not you. I’ve just been thinking recently and I guess my thoughts have taken over.”

“What kind of thoughts?” He asked.

You removed his hand from your cheek, “Minsik, remember when we talked about having kids a couple of weeks back?”

“I mean, yeah, what about it? Are you going to try to give me reasons to want to have kids now?”

“No, I’m not! Why are you assuming that?”

He put a hand through his hair, “Because you like starting arguments with me for no reason. You’ve been moody for like 2 months now. Hell, you won’t even let me hold you at night because of that fucking conversation. When I said I didn’t want kids I meant that. Hell, I’m 25, I’m too young to be a fucking dad!”

“MOODY?!” You raised your voice, standing up from the sofa in a rush, looking back at him.

He let out a sigh, leaning back on the sofa, “Here we fucking go again.”

“IT’S NOT MY FAULT I’M MOODY!”

“It’s not? Really now? Y/N it’s no one else’s fault. You’ve been acting like a bitch to me since I said I don’t want kids. Fucking get over it. It’s not the end of the world. Why can’t you just accept that?”

You hadn’t noticed the hot tears streaming down your face as he spoke, his words hurting your sides. Involuntarily, one of your hands had slowly come up to your small stomach, as if you were feeling for your baby.

You had drowned him out, as all you could think about was the growing child inside of you. You had truly loved Minsik, but if he didn’t want a child, you couldn’t force to want one.

The thought of just screaming it out had crossed your mind, but it just didn’t feel right. He was being such an asshole. You knew it was wrong but you just couldn’t tell him, not now, not like this.

“Please just go,” You say in a whisper.

“Are you serious? You just gonna kick me out of my own house?”

“Minsik, please go. Please get out,” You say a bit louder this time, sniffling. Your head fell, your eyes staring at the tile of the room.

He stood up from the sofa, a look of anger on his face, frightening you. You had never seen him this upset before in all of your years of dating. “I have to leave MY house because you don’t like what I said?! Y/N GROW THE FUCK UP! YOU’RE NOT A BABY ANYMORE! IF YOU WANT A BABY SO DAMN BAD, LEAVE AND FIND A MAN WHO WANTS ONE!”

That was the last straw. You snapped, “YOU FUCKING IDIOT! I’M PREGNANT!”

His face fell as he looked into your sad eyes, trying to find a hint that what you were saying wasn’t true. It couldn’t be true. There was no way you were pregnant. No way!

You opened your mouth to say more, nothing coming out. 

“Y/N, I...” He trailed off, reaching a hand out for you but you stepped back, rushing to your shared room, shaming the door shut and. You slid down the door, sobbing silently, crying yourself to sleep.

Hours had gone by since your argument. 

Many different emotions had filled Minsik’s mind, all of them hitting at once. The emotion that hit the hardest was sadness. He had made you cry. He was an asshole.

‘She’s...she’s pregnant? For how long? Why didn’t she just tell me? Oh yeah...this is why. I shouldn’t have blown up at her like that. I feel terrible. I wonder if she’s still awake. Probably not, it’s 2 in the morning,’ He thought to himself, standing up from his place on the living room floor, as he sat staring at the ceiling thinking about he was going to do next.

He walked down the hallway to your shared bedroom, opening the door slightly, feeling a force blocking the door. He peeked his head through the frame, seeing your sleeping figure still against the door.

He squeezed himself inside, gently picking you up and placing you on the bed on the other side of the room. He looked on the nightstand seeing a flipped over the photo. I took it in between his fingers, flipping it around. It wasn’t just a picture but an ultrasound. 

“That’s my baby in there, huh?” He whispered, not wanting to wake you. It had settled in.

He was going to be a dad. Turning back to you, he looked down at your stomach. You hadn’t started showing yet, but he knew that the baby was there, listening to it all.

Softly, he placed a hand on your stomach, rubbing softly. 

“Hi, I’m...I’m your dad, Minsik. I know this is my first time talking to you and you may not know me, but you will get to know me one day. I wanted to say, I’m sorry for yelling at Y/N earlier, when she wakes up I’ll tell her the same thing. I hope you didn’t hear that. I don’t know much about kids, but I guess I’ll have to learn.”

Hearing a voice speaking in your sleep, you had woken up, slowly opening your eyes to see Minsik with his hand on your stomach. Before you could react or push him away, he spoke once more. 

“I’ll probably be a fuck up because all I seem to do is fuck up now. If Y/N doesn’t leave me when she wakes up, I’ll make sure to be there for you, champ. Even if she does leave me, I’ll still be there for you. I’m not going to be a deadbeat because I have a career. I’ll take you on tour with him. We’ll travel across the globe when you’re born.”

His words brought a small smile to your face. Even though you were trying to be upset with him, you couldn’t. “You know, you can’t travel with a baby right after birth, right?”

Minsik snapped his neck to you, “Y/N, I’m―”

“You’re sorry, I know. As much as I beat your face in, I’m too tired and my boobs are so sore.”

He raised an eyebrow, that familiar naughty grin appeared soon after. 

“Don’t you even fucking think about it. I will cut you.”

“Ooh that was kinda sexy, not gonna lie,” He laughed, placing his head on the pillow next to yours. 

You rolled your eyes, “Don’t.”

“Am I forgiven?” He asked. 

“Fuck no. Believe me, I’m still going to beat your ass later but I’m too tired. Maybe I’ll think about letting you hold me after all that shit you said.”

He pouted, “Oh come on, you love me.”

“I do, but I love my baby more.”

“I swear where we stand. So I’ve been replaced.”

[turnupbrock]

Perfectionist-Chapter Four-Colby Brock

This was a requested series by @black-colby-pink “ dude you should write a series, I would read it. “ So that’s what I’m doing. I really hope you guys like it because I like writing it so far and I have interesting plans for it in the future.

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  Sam, Colby, Reggie,Devyn, Jake, Tara, Devyn, Kevin, and you all sat around Sam’s glass coffee table staring at the computer screen in front of you. You had taken the time to write every detail that you remembered of Corey and Aryia when they walked into the door of Sam’s apartment the night of the first murder. You specifically remember the way that their clothes were messed up, their hair was ruffled in placing, the way their eyes scanned the room as if they were trying to embed your faces into their brain. “Okay, I remember them acting strange but I brushed it off because all of us were in a state of shock due to the announcement,” Katrina said while twisting her bottom lip with her numb and index finger. You nod your head, scooting up on Sam’s couch so you were leaning over your legs. “ Also the murder that happened in the alleyway in downtown Hollywood-” You were cut off by Mike, “ They weren’t with us that night. Aryia texted me that night saying that he was staying in to work on music.” “Corey called me and told me that he was with Chazz that night.” Devyn said sitting up on the couch. You grabbed your computer and started to type everything they were saying, you had to make sure that you have written everything down for the investigation. The more detailed the notes, the easier it is to comprehend when you go back and read the notes to point certain details out. 

“ What about the hotel murder?” Colby asked. Reggie hummed and pulled out his phone, all of our attention was focused on him as he scrolled through his phone for a moment, “ Corey said that he was feeling sick and stayed home while Aryia had posted on his Instagram story. He was in a car, I’m guessing an UBER because he wasn’t driving.” Reggie said while slipping his phone back into the front pocket of his jeans. You typed all of it into the document that you had open. “Okay, the iPics theater, where were they?” You asked pausing your movement. Colby held up a finger and grabbed his phone from the coffee table, scrolling through his phone. “ Corey posted a TikTok that day with Big Nik in the morning, the murder was at night. Aryia posted on his story, a picture of his music equipment. Then they both went MIA for the rest of the night.” Colby informed all of us. He looked around until his eyes landed on you, we were having a silent conversation. You nodded and looked back over at all of your friends, “ Colby and I had an idea,” you started. “What’s the idea?” Xepher asked from her spot next to Griffen and Tara. You cleared your throat and slid your computer off of your legs and back onto the coffee table, “I can track their phones. I used to do it in high school, all I need is their password to their phone and their email and I can track them. See where they are at all times. It’ll help us.” You said, your eyes studying everyone's faces for their responses.  

“ I say we do it.” Kevin said. You look over at him to see him nodding his head. You nodded your own back, “Okay, who knows their phone passwords?” You asked picking up your computer again. Devyn cleared her throat making you glance over at her. She sat up, lacing her fingers together, she rested her chin on her intertwined fingers. “I um know Corey’s password,” her voice soft, almost ashamed. “Okay, what is it?” you asked meeting Devyn’s eyes again. “042717” she said. Your fingers swiftly typed the password into your computer document, your fingers stopped quickly as a wave of realization washed over you. You held in the comment that wanted to say because you needed the hear the other password to seal your fear. “Anyone know Aryia’s?” you asked raising your head once more to look. Mike lifted his index finger in the air with his head down. He raised his head to look in your eyes and as soon as his brown eyes  met yours, you could see that he had a little fear in his eyes, making you think that he had the same thought as yourself. “050517”. Your breath hitched in your throat as you typed the numbers into your computer. Colby noticed the way that stiffened, your posture straightening, the features of your face had fear etched across them. HIs muscular arm came around your waist, “Are you okay babe?” Colby’s voice was a concerned whisper in your ear. His warm breath fanning over the sensitive skin of your neck. You almost didn’t tell him. It was like the words were stuck in your throat. You didn’t want to say them, in the fear that if you did, they would actually be true. Corey and Ariya have been your best friends for years, every since you moved out here to change your life, create a better one. Away from your phycopath of a brother. In all honesty, you didn’t want it to be true. You hoped that this was all just a bad dream that you would wake up soon. That you would hear the blaring noise of your annoying alarm clock and when you wake up, it’ll all be normal. You’d wake up next to your amazing boyfriend, film and edit, then hang out with your friend group. Just a normal day. But the longer that time goes on, the more bodies that are dropping, the more all the evidence is lining up, the more you realize that it’s not a dream. 

  Colby shakes you again, pulling you from your head. You turn to meet your boyfriends worried pretty blue eyes that were turning darker every second that passed and you didn’t answer. “What is it Y/N?” he asked again this time his voice had an urgency to it. “ 042717 is April 27, 201. The first murder that was committed on that date. 050517 is May 5, 2017 is when the second murder was committed.” you explained to Colby. You watched as eyes grew wide and realization washed over his face. “This all is lining up. Pointing to our friends.” Sam shook his head as he spoke. Tara shook her head and sat up, “ What if you’re wrong Y/n? What if all of this is wrong and we’re wasting our time on investigating our friends?” she asked, staring at you. You automatically stiffened once more and slid your computer off of your lap and onto Colby’s. “What is that supposed to mean Tara?” you asked. You were offended that she had made a point like that right after Sam had made that same jab days ago. Even then Sam almost instantly knew that he fucked up by what he was saying. He was tired and all the drama was fucking with his head. But Tara? She was barely even involved in the investigation and the notes that were being taken. This was one of the three hangouts/ meetings that she had actually shown up to. Tara is one of your best friends, she has always been on your side with everything. So her saying this kind of hurt. “I’m saying that what if they aren’t the ones that are committing all the murders. What if it’s you? I mean, you did grow up with one. You would know all the ways to cover your tracks, to lead us away from suspecting its you. So wanna tell us what you’re doing? Why is it that all of the sudden you think that it’s Corey and Ariya? Our best friends?” she said, her voice taunting. Her brown eyes boring into your own, the room was silent. All of your friends stunned by what was coming out of the tiny girls mouth. “And why would I do any of that? Seriously, Tara. Give me one damn good reason.” you replied moving closer to edge of the couch. Tara followed your movement, “Maybe it’s because you were the last person to be in our friend group. Maybe it’s because you’re upset that it took you a loooong time to be accepted into our friend group because we didn’t trust you. We didn’t trust your past.” 

  Your heart dropped and tears instantly filled your eyes. Gasps were heard from around the room but they were all muffled noise in the back of your head. Your chest got heavier and it got harder to breath. You could hear your friends' voices echoing around the room but you didn’t pay them much attention as the hot tears ran down your face, stinging your cheeks. You stood up and grabbed your phone off of the coffee table, Colby’s voice was a little more apparent as he got louder, “Baby..Y/n!” you didn’t reply, the lump in your throat making it impossible to speak, knowing that if you opened your mouth that you would break down. Everyone’s voices started to blend together as you made your way to the door. You could make out bits of what they were saying, some yelling at Tara for saying what she said, others calling your name. Either way you didn’t reply and kept walking towards the door. “Baby, where are you going?!” you heard Colby call out one last time before you shut the door, officially blocking out all the noise, but you could still hear the words that Tara sound. They were bouncing off the walls of you brain. Your cheat convulsed and a sob raked your body, your lungs burned with the air that was wasn’t making its way to your lungs. Tara’s words stung more and more every time that they rattled through head. But the sadness that you were feeling quickly turned into anger as you continued to think about what both Sam and Tara had insinuated and the thought of all of your friends, your second family, not trusting you from the start, it all started to build up into a ball of rage. You wanted to prove them wrong and be able to rub it in their faces. They wanted to say that they couldn’t trust you? Fine. 

It’s time to see dear old Drew.