#look. just saying. maybe he should get better ways of showing love!!
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How to Rile Up the Characters of Arcane
(anger wise perverts)
These headcanons explore what irks, flusters, or provokes each character in a way that makes their reactions as entertaining as they are educational for anyone seeking to test their limits. Use at your own risk!
Jinx
1. Messing with her inventions
⢠Jinx is incredibly protective of her gadgets and explosives. Poking around her workspace or suggesting her designs could be improved will get you an immediate, fiery reaction.
⢠âImproved?! Theyâre perfect, you total nimrod!â
2. Stealing attention
⢠Jinx craves recognition, especially from figures she admires (like Silco or her friends). Ignoring her or praising someone else more can push her into an erratic, over-the-top display to reclaim the spotlight.
3. Underestimating her
⢠Comments like âAre you sure you can handle this?â or âMaybe you should sit this one outâ will ignite her fury and determination to prove you wrongâusually in the loudest way possible.
Vi
1. Mocking her strength
⢠Vi prides herself on her physical prowess. Any teasing about losing an arm-wrestling match or struggling with a task will have her insisting on proving you wrong immediately.
⢠âAlright, tough guy. Letâs see if you can back that up.â
2. Disrespecting Powder/Jinx
⢠Bringing up Jinx in a negative light or blaming Vi for what happened between them is a surefire way to strike a nerve. Her guilt and protectiveness will flare up in equal measure.
3. Challenging her leadership
⢠Vi naturally takes charge, so questioning her decisions or suggesting someone else lead will have her bristling. âYou think you can do it better? Be my guest.â
Sevika
1. Criticizing her loyalty to Silco
⢠Sheâs fiercely loyal, and any remarks suggesting sheâs blindly following orders or dependent on Silcoâs authority will make her defensiveâpossibly in an intimidating way.
⢠âIâd watch what you say next if I were you.â
2. Messing with her arm
⢠Joking about her mechanical arm or tampering with it is a fast way to get her glaring at youâor worse.
⢠âTouch it again, and youâll see how well it works up close.â
3. Calling her soft
⢠Sevika has a tough exterior, and any insinuation that she might have a soft side will annoy her. Push too far, and sheâll feel compelled to prove just how ânot softâ she is.
Silco
1. Interrupting his plans
⢠Silco is meticulous and hates disruptions. Questioning his methods or derailing his carefully laid schemes will earn you a cold, cutting remarkâor a deadly glare.
⢠âDo you think you could do better, or is this just idle foolishness?â
2. Challenging his authority
⢠Silco thrives on control, and anyone who undermines or questions his leadership will quickly find themselves on his bad side.
⢠âIâd advise against testing me further.â
3. Mentioning Vander
⢠Bringing up Vanderâs betrayal or suggesting Silco is living in his shadow will strike a deeply personal nerve, though heâll hide his emotions behind his chilling composure.
Vander
1. Endangering his family
⢠Vanderâs protective instincts are unmatched. Any threatâreal or perceivedâto his children or those he considers family will have him stepping into action.
⢠âIf you so much as look at them the wrong way, youâll regret it.â
2. Mentioning his past violence
⢠Vander is deeply remorseful about his history as the âHound of the Underground.â Reminders of his brutal past will make him uncharacteristically curt or defensive.
⢠âIâm not that person anymore. Let it go.â
3. Disrespecting Zaun
⢠Vanderâs love for Zaun runs deep. Insulting his city or its people will get him fired upâand ready to defend it, fists clenched.
Ekko
1. Treating him like a kid
⢠Ekko is mature beyond his years, and any patronizing behavior or comments like âYou wouldnât understandâ will annoy him to no end.
⢠âSay that again, and Iâll show you who doesnât understand.â
2. Messing with the Firelights
⢠The Firelights are Ekkoâs pride and joy. Damaging their hideout, criticizing their mission, or mocking their cause will ignite his protective side.
3. Being overly pessimistic
⢠Ekko is an optimist, and negativity frustrates him. If youâre constantly dismissive of change or improvement, heâll passionately argue with you about why hope matters.
Jayce
1. Insulting his intelligence
⢠Jayce is proud of his work as a scientist and inventor. Any comment suggesting his ideas are impractical or undeserving of recognition will hit him hard.
⢠âLet me remind you who brought Hextech to Piltover.â
2. Calling him a sellout
⢠He walks a fine line between invention and politics. Accusations that heâs abandoned his ideals or sold out for power will immediately put him on the defensive.
⢠âIâm doing whatâs best for Piltover. You donât understand the pressure Iâm under.â
3. Undermining his authority
⢠Jayce takes his leadership role seriously. Any hint that heâs unqualified or incapable of handling the responsibility will make him overly defensive.
Viktor
1. Interrupting his work
⢠Viktor is hyper-focused on his research, and distractionsâwhether theyâre intentional or accidentalâirritate him.
⢠âCould you not see that I was in the middle of something important?â
2. Dismissing his ideas
⢠Viktor has faced constant dismissal throughout his life, so belittling his contributions or questioning his vision will strike a nerve.
⢠âYou lack the foresight to understand, clearly.â
3. Criticizing his background
⢠Insulting Viktorâs roots in Zaun or using it as a way to undermine his accomplishments will get under his skin, though heâll respond with cold indifference to hide the sting.
Caitlyn
1. Disrespecting her position
⢠Caitlyn is deeply committed to her role as a law enforcer. Suggesting she doesnât deserve her rank or that she got there through privilege will earn a sharp rebuttal.
⢠âI worked harder than youâll ever know to get here.â
2. Mocking her by-the-book nature
⢠Caitlynâs dedication to justice and procedure is central to her identity. Teasing her for being âtoo rigidâ or overly disciplined will irk her, even if she tries to laugh it off.
⢠âSomeone has to uphold the rules around here.â
3. Bringing up her familyâs wealth
⢠Caitlyn is sensitive about her affluent upbringing and works hard to prove sheâs more than just her family name. Dismissing her as âjust another rich kidâ will immediately put her on edge.
#x reader#arcane imagine#arcane x reader#arcane headcanon#arcane vi#ekko arcane#arcane jayce#vi arcane#jinx arcane#arcane caitlyn#arcane sevika#silco x reader#arcane silco#sevika
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Omg so I was obsessing over Till again ya know. As one do. And I was analyzing (obsessing) over the baby Till comic when I noticed some thingssss. (This is just my interpretations feel free to disagree)
This frame was fun to look at bc it was just Till doodling and looking cute. But the closer you lookâŚ..
Till knew that the flowers were actually cameras!!!maybe thatâs why even tho Ivan ripped up the flowers in Tillâs presence Till didnât actually hate it as much. Most IvanTill scenes rarely have these flowers in them and I think after Till grows up we stop seeing the flowers altogether.
Baby is so observant đĽš
Another thing I was obsessing over was the final few frames. In this one my eyes first went to Till because he is contrasted in the picture (blue against white bg and his head being in the center of the comp) and then to Mizi bc she is the biggest element in the picture. But after looking closer you see that Mizi and Sua are both blurry. They are also further away from Till.
But here Ivan and Till are both in focus and theyâre right next to each other. I think this shows how despite what Till outwardly says on his subconscious level he feels closer to Ivan. Theyâre equals. This is also easy to overlook because Ivan is cut off in the picture. Heâs like a shadow off to the side. This could be bc Ivan always hides what he feels to everyone and to himself. Or maybe bc he always follows Till around like a shadow lol.
Another thing I wanted to add is when Till turns around. Presumably heâs looking at Mizi (could just be the viewer but lets assume itâs Mizi) but his face is flat he only looks surprised to see her. But aside from the fact that his collar is green we donât see any other indication that heâs happy. His face isnât flushed nor is his face expressive like it usually is. I think this is bc his love for Mizi wasnât in a romantic sense but more in a admiration sense, and his love has cooled down.
Not to sound mean or anything but I remember reading that the reason he fell in love with her is bc of her smile. While that is a sweet notion it feels surface level especially when you compare it to Ivanâs love to Till.
Which would you prefer someone falling in love with your smile vs. someone falling in love with your strength and passion?
I also think that itâs telling that in his R2 song he admits that his feelings were âError: No better optionsâ Till likely knows that he doesnât love Mizi but he feels like he should love her bc she is so kind and gentle. She gave him such nice and thoughtful gifts. Even complimented his piercings and treats him kindly even though heâs an outcast.
In his mind he should be madly in love with her. She should be his âsavior.â
But inevitably his eyes drift to Ivan.
And I think itâs telling that while Till is looking at Ivan the focal point of the panel is the kids of Anakt garden walking among real trees. It shows that his love for Ivan is similar to freedom and that his love for Ivan is real. Itâs like someone feeling relief at finally expressing their love after denying themselves for so long. I think Till tried to force himself to fall in love romantically with Mizi bc he felt too vulnerable around Ivan.
He likes Ivan but he thinks Ivan doesnât like him so thatâs why he tries to fall in love with someone else to get over it. Heâs probably afraid of Ivan rejecting him so he projects his love onto Mizi instead. Till doesnât actually know Mizi all that well so in a way even if she rejects him it wonât hurt that much. And he does feel happier around her and wants to talk to her more. But I think this is more of a friendship thing than a romance thing. Till also wanted to be friends with Sua too but Sua was too obsessed with Mizi to give a damn. Thatâs why Till feels uncomfortable around her and likely why he gave up talking to her first.
But since Till or any human for that matter were never taught how to love all he can do is try to remove his feelings for Ivan and put them on Mizi. However this isnât rlly healthy nor does it work out.
After allâŚ
His collar turns green when he listens to Ivan singing. Even though he was injured to the point he passed out, even though heâs bleeding profusely, even though he likely has a major headache. Ivanâs song is comforting to him.
That can only because of love right? Hell after his round even though Mizi was right next to him looking at him he was too injured to even pay her any attention. But here he managed to open his eyes bc it was Ivan singing.
Theyâre love was always mutual Till was just to shy abt it and tried to run away from it.
;-;
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blowing some boys' back out please x3 your choice of 'em
that's 2 imprecise help neji gaara, sasuke, and minato? :3 bonus if the alpha is big in size. I'll be đˇ anon if not already taken ! mwah
(Hey, welcome đˇ anon! Let's see~)
N-sfw under cut
Let's set the scene!
It was a rough night last night, enthusiastic, hot, and very heavy.
And some soreness is totally normal after nights like this, especially when you consider your... greater than average size *cough*
But when your omega gets up the next morning, it's clear that the soreness is more than normal.
He's waddling around the house, holding himself gingerly, still kind of dazed from last night.
He probably has some emerging bruises in sensitive places, a few pulled muscles, too.
Maybe you were a little too enthusiastic đ
But how does he react?
Neji
He is deeply unimpressed by you.
He's sending you dirty looks, blaming you for his current condition and conveniently forgetting how much he was begging for it to be harder last night.
"How am I supposed to go shopping like this? đ "
You better be pampering him to say sorry.
He's going to settle down on the couch and you'll be doing all the chores and massaging the sore parts of his body.
Bring him snacks and butter him up with lots of lovey dovey apologies and he'll forgive you.
And then ask for that kind of sex again the next week smh.
Gaara
Concerned boy is concerned :(
Rough sex is extremely out of character for him, and so something must have triggered it. Perhaps extremely heightened emotions?
I'm not sure, but he's regretting it so much :(
He knew rough sex was a bad idea. He kind of feels bad about the whole thing.
For a shinobi, his pain tolerance is pretty low, but he still has to get to work because he has a village to run...
He keeps his composure remarkably well at work, but he goes home early and he expects lots of cuddles and kisses and gentle affection.
It's one of the only sex things that he won't overshare with his siblings because he's genuinely embarrassed by injuries that occurred from his perceived lack of control. He feels like he should know better.
Give him lots of love, okay?
Sasuke
He is SOOOOO embarrassed.
And he's pissed at you. But he won't say that because he's too busy pretending that nothing is wrong.
This lasts for all of 5 minutes before he realises that pretending he's fine means leaving the house like this, and he'd rather DIE.
So, the man who would try to train or take a mission while literally delirious with illness, actually takes a day off and hides in bed.
A bed that he kicks you out of by the way.
(but you can probably sneak back in with some well placed nuzzles)
What is he even so embarrassed about?
People knowing he has sex? Kinda, yes.
How fucking ridiculous he looks waddling around? Absolutely.
Not being strong enough to physically take his alpha without injury? Yes...
DO NOT tease him!
Just apologise once and then make him breakfast and don't bring it up ever again đ
Minato
He's a bit sheepish about the situation, because he remembers begging for it to be harder, and he should have known better.
Oh well! Now he knows better, and well, it was pretty hot.
He gets a bit turned on thinking about it, which probably hurts, so that train of thought dies quickly.
He will probably tease you about being so big and rough lol
To be honest though, he's totally fine, and he'll say "you don't have to do that" everytime you try to apologise or make it up to him.
He would appreciate you running him a bath and making him some food though, just to show him that you love him.
Let's just hope that he's not teaching that day đđť Because he is not as subtle as he thinks.
Or working as Hokage... Because his guard definitely know how he spent yesterday evening đ
#n-sfw#minato#gaara#sasuke#neji#omegaverse#a/b/o#headcanons#alpha!reader#hcs#alpha reader#omega neji#omega minato#omega gaara#omega sasuke
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Look, I think you're misconstruing some of my points and since this is reaching way farther than I wanted I would like to clarify for a second. This was kind of a bit of a rant post which I didn't expect people other than like 4 mutuals to... see? So as you can imagine I wasn't exactly my best articulated. Some of my points have definitely come across wrong, so to try and explain what I mean a little better:
I'm not saying we should see more flashbacks to Tom's life. This is a criticism I have of this plot point not being thought through, more than anything. It tells us something other that what was probably intended because you get the impression that Rowling didn't really consider the wider implications of what she was saying in the time period it was set. I'm not suggesting this should be delved deeper into, I'm just suggesting that it wasnt the best thought through.
With the Weasleys I just messed up the timeline on this one. I do genuinely have issues with some of the portrayal of the Weasleys which I won't get into, but this one is my mistake.
The Snape one is more of a personal gripe. My tongue in cheek remark about being "surprised you caught onto that" is in reference to the fact that I have heard/seen multiple people just glossing over that context to his life entirely - either because they missed it of because it was too minor for them to care.
My issue with the Hermione thing isn't actually that she obliviated her parents â as you say, this makes sense with her character â but rather how underutilised they are. We meet the parents and guardians of other, less important characters when they're thematically and narratively relevant, and given how important Hermione's status as a muggleborn is in the books you would think they would be both. It always seemed a weird choice to me that her parents are practically non-entities, spoken of occasionally but never seen. It's the show-don't-tell thing: we are told that Hermione loves her parent a lot, and of course we know this to be true, but the biggest time they are really relevant is when she obliviates them. Even if Harry had just seen them once, maybe sending Hermione to platform 9ž, and had seen them in contrast to the Dursleys this would have given them more weight. Hermione is distraught, but we as the reader are much less emotionally involved because we have no idea who these people are.
The Lily point honestly feels like a bad faith arguement, because she was never just 'the main character's long dead mum', she was the person who saved him, who made him the chosen one, who is referenced throughout the series, and who is directly related to the actions of multiple characters. I would literally just like consistent characterisation for her, because the way she is spoken about doesn't align with the ways we see her acting in the few scenes she has, and even in those scenes she is somewhat contradictory. This is never addressed by Harry the way it's addressed when he learns the negative qualities of his father â though in a book targeted at a 9-12 audience you would certainly expect it to be. This makes me think, again: oversight. Kids books have to guide the reader somewhat, and this aspect doesn't really do that. Could've been a great addition to that "nobody's perfect" theme JKR had going, but wasn't executed in a way properly accessible to a nine year old as opposed to other points in the series.
thinking again about jk rowling being a bad writer. like, we all know about the massive flaws in her worldbuilding and i hope by now it's clear she's a bigot on basically every front. (hello, regular reminder that she doesn't even actually like women.) but like. she's especially good at dropping bits of lore and then those not being relevant in the fucking slightest. riddle was told to go home to his orphanage in london during what would have very much been the blitz? whatever. the weasley's are so strapped for cash that they're sending their son to school with a potentially dangerous broken wand? of course they're spending their lottery winnings on visiting their adult son in egypt, what else would they do. snape grew up in what was likely a dying northern industrial town with abusive/neglectful parents, largely cut off from the magical world? almost impressed you caught on to that, with how little it's expanded on. yes hermione has a supposedly good relationship with both her parents, no we're not going to show you it at all, yes she's going to wipe they're memories like it's nothing. lily evans is the moral compass of james and basically the most important person in the series but fuck you if you want to actually know anything about her lmao. even what little we see is wildly inconsistent.
#a lot of the issues i have with the writing are points not being thought all the way through#like when she had to destroy all the time turners because they were too good a plot device#or when she said lycanthropy was a metaphor for hiv/aids with reference to lupin not considering how bad that looked with greyback#but like was it really necessary to come for my throat for making a little post about someone whose work you like and i dont?#hp#hp critical#jkr critical#jk rowling critical#mine
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Hello there :)
This is my first time requesting something but I was wondering if you could do prompt 7 with Loki?
Like maybe in the first Thor and they're having a ball and they're friends to lovers possibly?
I would be absolutely honored if you made this but no pressure đ
Hope you have a great morning/noon/night â¤ď¸
Hi hello! I love Loki so I hope you like how I've characterized him, this is supposed to be before he starts all the drama and maybe prevents it cause love conquers all ya know?
Loki (#7 finding a somewhat private area at a fancy party to fuck)
18+ f!reader. Creampie. Strength kink. Childhood friends to lovers. Semi public sex.
"So this is where you snuck off to." Loki only knew how to speak in a purr. You knew this, and yet it had still bothered you to listen to your childhood friend use his silver tongue on another woman. So you'd escaped to the balcony, mead in hand as you looked over the golden buildings of Asgard.
"I'm surprised you even noticed I was gone." Maybe the mead had gone to your head, or your centuries old crush was finally becoming too much to bear. You never spoke this way.
"I always notice you. Especially in that gown." Loki wondered if you knew what you did to him, wrapped in silk so close to your skin tone it almost looked like you were naked if he squinted.
"Really? Because I'm sure Lady Astrid would be happy to show you hers again." Yes, it was petty of you but your heart was aching. He'd been so close to her.
"Who?" Loki was genuinely confused, he'd made his rounds as expected of a Prince of Asgard, but he'd been distracted by you the whole time. He'd even used magic to keep an eye on you when you were out of his line of sight.
"The one you.. lingered with." You wouldn't face him, and for the first time in a hundred years Loki felt-- hopeful. Maybe his love for you could be returned after all.
"I'd do more than linger with you, if you'd let me. I'd spend a millenia groveling at your feet for a kiss." Loki closed the distance easily with his long legs, leaning against the balcony railing beside you.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better." You scoffed, "I don't need pity, even from you my Prince."
"Pity. That's what you think this is." Loki took your glass from your hand and set it aside, caging you against the balcony when you finally turned to look at him. He towered over you with something close to anger in his eyes.
"Maybe charming you isn't the answer then." His gaze flickered down to your lips a fraction of a second before he was kissing you. But even calling it a kiss wasn't fair. He was making love to your mouth. Sucking on your tongue, hand buried in your hair as he cradled you against him. His arm around your waist pulled you closer until you felt the hard length of him pressed into your stomach.
"Does this feel like pity to you?" He rasped when he finally pulled away, both of you breathless and panting. "I've wanted you too much for too long for you to ever imply I was offering out of pity."
"I didn't- didn't know," You were melting, the heat of his body through your thin dress was tearing down your defenses by the second.
"I was going to court you, before touching you. I wasn't going to be like Thor and bed you before I even asked for your hand. But maybe I need to be more like my brother for you to get the hint." Loki wasn't really even thinking before the words were spilling out of his mouth, because you were in his arms. He could see your pebbled nipples through the silk of your dress which he ached to taste. And he was so goddamn tired of being a gentleman if it meant you thought he didn't want you.
You were going to explode. His hands were greedy, grabbing at your ass and cupping your breast in his palm while he talked. Had you really been so mistaken?
"Maybe I should be more forward. Is that what you need little one?" Your cunt throbbed and you nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and throwing aside your pride as you begged,
"Please? Need you, for so long now I've-" He shut you up with a kiss. This one even hungrier than the last as tugged your dress up your hips, cupping your sex and groaning when he felt how you drenched his fingers.
"Oh." He smiled wickedly as he traced your slit, feeling how your hole clenched down greedliy around the tip of his finger. "Hungry little thing isn't she?"
"Loki, please," you were lost in him. His clean yet intoxicating scent, the way his slender yet massive frame blocked you from view. It was like it was just the two of you in the whole realm.
"I don't know.. Don't want you to confuse this for a pity fuck." Loki was teasing you, and yet you could tell beneath it all he was truly hurt by your assumption.
"Prove me wrong then. Show me how much you want me." You pouted at him, trying to tug him closer as he freed his cock from his pants. The tip was flushed and sticky with arousal as he rutted against your folds to slick his shaft. Every grind of his cock against your cilt made you ache to be filled.
"As milday commands." It was a stretch to take him, but the slight burn was nothing in comparison to the bone deep relief you felt when he was sheathed in your wet heat.
His forehead dropped against yours as he cursed, eyeing the way your pussy was stuffed to the brim and creaming on him. He whistled low and appreciatively.
"This is not going to end here. Now that I know what you feel like," he swallowed thickly, thrusted a little deeper into you until you felt him in the back of your throat with still a few inches to spare. "I can't ever go without you again."
"You don't have to." You promised, wrapping your leg around his waist pulling him closer. It wasn't enough until his balls tapped against your ass. You'd taken all of him.
"I've waited too long to be gentle. But-" You were the one to silence him this time, nipping at his bottom lip so sharply you saw a bit of blood.
"I've waited longer." He grinned, more than a little feral over you. He picked you up and put your other leg over his hip- holding you up without even straining.
"Then you'll take me like a good little wife to be won't you?" You were stunned by his words but Loki didn't wait for an answer before he was fucking you mid air, using all his strength to lift you up and drop you on his cock over and over until you were screaming.
"Loki!" You knew he hadn't cast any spells for privacy, and yet you couldn't stop yourself.
"Louder, let all the women know who owns this cock." He growled in your ear, splitting you open and making your eyes cross every time he hit that spot inside you. Your legs were shaking around his waist as your orgasm grew like a wave threatening to drown you in pleasure.
"Loki, fuck, more!" Distantly you realized you would have to explain this to Heimdall at one point, but you were truly too fucked out to care.
"Good girl, just, like, that." Every word was met with a thrust inside your gummy walls that fluttered around his cock, sucking him in like your pussy never wanted him to pull out.
"You're going to make me cum, darling. Where do you want it?" He could still be somewhat of a gentleman. Give his lady options, like taking his load in her pussy or on her face.
"In-inside, please, want to give you a child!" Loki's grip on your thighs grew tight enough to bruise a mortal, but you merely moaned louder. He touched you like he owned you and you couldn't get enough.
"Want to give me an hier? Gonna be such a pretty little mother aren't you, fuck." His hand found your little bundle of nerves, and you whimpered as the wave broke. You came so hard you squirted, soaking his formal attire and ruining your dress without a drop of remorse.
"That's it darling, milk me. Take every drop I give you." His thrusts grew sloppy, the only sign of how out of control he felt as he started unloading in you. His heavy balls pumped spurt after spurt of seed against your cervix.
Only when he set you down on your feet did he pull out reluctantly, watching with rapt attention as his cum slid down your thigh. With a wave of his hand your clothes were righted and clean- but he left his cum leaking out of you as he offered his arm. The perfect picture of princely charm.
"Shall we announce the engagement then?"
#f!reader#loki x you#loki x reader#loki smut#loki laufeyson#loki odinson#loki#mina writes â#asks â#hundred follower event â
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Rant: Jinx and her ability to love so unconditionally
I feel like it isn't so talked about how Powder and Jinx are both in the same with their unconditional love especially to characters like Vi, Silco, Isha and Ekko... (SPOILERS FOR ARCANE ACT 3)
Most of the times, people talks about how different Powder and Jinx are but forget they're technically the same person and acts the same especially with loving someone...
- Vi, I have no hate for her but she is very much so focused on trying to fuck up enforcers (figuratively and literally *winks*) and fight to get back at Piltover. While I don't blame Vi with her priorities and that Vi should let go of the guilt about Jinx, Vi is more focused on being a warrior, being strong, preparing to fight.
Here comes Powder where this focus of Vi also causes Powder to wish to be better, build bombs (Where I did wish Vi decided to stop and look and encouraged her to build other things, but ig that's where Ekko comes in), tools to aid said fights, she is also follows along on wanting to fight with Vi. Where Powder had underlying wishes to simply play and bond with Vi as implied with Jinx and Isha, she didn't think about that but then Powder is very insistent to join in which sadly causes mayhem or 'Jinx'es.
-Silco. As much as I love this Father-Daughter pair, Silco is a real bad influence for her. Silco saw the broken down girl like he's looking into a mirror and turns her into a child soldier/terrorist. While there Silco did love Jinx and cared for her and they had their moments, it is still so twisted because he still enabled Jinx's destructive behavior because it does him good ("I thought you (Vi) were the price of your second-hand family, but Jinx, She's more than I ever imagined..."), he tries to drill into Jinx that there's no other family besides him... It's true that Silco would rather let his dream die than give away Jinx, but it is also true that when it comes to manipulating and making sure Jinx is still under his thumb, nothing stops him from that.
Jinx, back when she is young and first met Silco, She is so so quick to cling to Silco at the bit of small, very tiny affection he showed her and she decided to follow him like a loss puppy. It never occured to her that maybe this person is a bad person or out to hurt her, Nah, that's all just brushed away. Jinx is very similar with Vi and with Silco with her way to love is to mold herself based on the person she clings to. Powder trying to invent bombs and Jinx being Jinx. It's more shown with Silco that Jinx will never stop and look if her actions to please the person, is atrocious and awful, all that matters to her is the person she tried to please, she also never thinks about what she wants because all she wants in life of to please said person and Silco dropdead weaponized that...
-Isha is a breath of fresh air for her. Jinx didn't feel commanded or pressured into a job or role like with Vi and Silco. Jinx was able to just live, play, enjoy life, do things that she wishes with Vi (If Vi isn't more into 'hitting stuff') with Isha, she didn't have to be Powder or Jinx to live. Jinx let go of the baggage as Jinx and aims to be a good role model for Isha, Jinx looks into how she felt with Vi like feeling useless by being stood back in a job and with Silco being commanded to do things, she uses those to make better memories for Isha.
Though, Isha does want her to be a simbol, a hero, wants 'to be Jinx' which Jinx didn't want at first, but Isha didn't force her into it like Silco drills her as Jinx or Vi drills her as nine year old Powder. Isha accepts Jinx's choice and goes along with it and just ends up hoping and waiting for Jinx to do it in her own will... And Jinx did, despite her reservations, Jinx decided to be Jinx to save Isha.
Arcane season 2 had pacing problems but this isn't one of the reasons...
Which is why I didn't get that some people say Isha is a pointless character, She is, this is why and it's why losing her is the biggest blow after Silco's death...
Arcane Act 3 Spoilers
-Powder and Jinx are very similar, So I think why Ekko's view of Jinx changed when he met Powder in the alternative universe. Before meeting Alternative Powder, Ekko knew that whatever atrocities Jinx did is because she wants to, that's true, Jinx does want to do it to please Silco and Ekko hates her for it and believes Powder and Jinx being two separate beings like Vi.
But I believe being in this Alternative universe, Ekko found out and felt being the receiving end Powder/Jinx's unwavering love and support. Ekko realized that even if Powder isn't Jinx here, Jinx and Powder is one and the same. (i.e. using monkeys for the timeloop and wacky doodles during their episode nine fight)
Episode seven hammered down why Jinx X Ekko makes sense... Ekko had great ideas and his go-to person for help to do said idea is Powder. This opens up the possibilities for Powder to embrace her intelligence and hope to live more (as shown that Powder loving her life as compared to the carelessness of Jinx). This is where Powder and Jinx are very similar: it was shown Powder is contented in the bar to standing back and watch and support in the sidelines while Ekko thrives, taking every bit of opportunity because that's what makes her happy. Like Jinx with Isha, Silco and Vi.
Though, I did notice the difference of Ekko between the four, Powder's self confidence is at the fullest with Ekko, which honestly, causes her to be mature. All the positives of her relationship with Isha, Silco and Vi all appears with Ekko. With Ekko, Powder is so comfortable with her own skin and abilities, Powder allows herself to feel angry and bitter towards Ekko without being destructive (i.e. asking for space), and Powder does recognize that Ekko needs her for projects but Ekko (albeit being an alternative universe version) very much aims to know Powder for who she was and see her and doesn't want her to change at all...
And that's why when he came back, even Jinx being her destructive self, He doesn't just run away from the bomb but chose to save Jinx repeatedly...
She's not dead shut up
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name ONE crime cas has ever committed.
any "crimes" done out of love don't count, that's just how he shows affection, okay. i'm sure scarab and all of cas' other happy, well adjusted lovers would agree with me
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeellllllllllll..............maybe we shouldn't neutralise EVERY crime hes comitted. for. the sake of love. hes erm. thats um. its a lot.
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all of them. its all of them, apparently.
#come ON man youre destroying my CASE here smfh#look. just saying. maybe he should get better ways of showing love!!#im sure scarab would agree with ME on this#isnt that right. microphone emoji. im on desktop i cant do this#also for legality this is a drawing of ME guys. this is me. i took my glasses off.#refer to this drawing as castiel townsend and i shall walk into a pit ot something
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Sonadow fan child mega dump
Still working on the ideas, still not 100% sold on a name... Im trying to picture Sonic and Shadow's playful banter on kids names, making fun of each other's suggestions.
Naming:
I originally thought Sky or Star or even "Terra" which is Earths name. You guys gave a lot of really good ideas, too, thank you so much!!Sunny is cute, too and Rouge calls Shadow "sunshine" a lot. Maybe something to do with water or planetary stuff, given Shadow would have looked out of the ARK with Maria a lot.
I even thought about "beauty and the beast", naming her bell relating to how Bell was "like maria" or rather, the concept of clarity bells and chimes and the sound/mysticism of bells in history as spiritually healing.
Plus it's funny to think of her being like Sonic and pulling a "DING! times up!" and destroying Eggman's future projects.
"Beauty and the beast?? Isnt Maria your sister--" "I won't entertain your crude humor. Bell accepted the beast for who he was, not what he was called or what he looked to be. Despite what she was told about him, she wanted to offer him a chance to be happy. A chance we all deserve... Regardless how it ends, the beauty of that story, at least to me, is not the romance, it's about love. Love isn't strictly romantic. She saw his heart and showed it to him, and he learned that the world might label you, but it's you who decides to accept or deny that label." "Heh, you should start a podcast-- call it stuck in a PODcast :)" "I hope she get's my humor." "And what humor is that?" "I can be very funny, Sonic. You're just... too slow." ":0"
Story one, the failed son:
He's created in the lab, hidden from GUN, but using their resources. Shadow's basically desperate because a child, to him, represents Sonic's immortality. Sonic will die one day, and Shadow fears what that means--but he also is living through the child. He wants a better version of himself, a "pure" one.
Doom's blood is removed, but several embryos fail completely. He finds a new "stabilizer" in the way of a chaos emerald shard, which Sonic would have never allowed, had he known. I think at some point Shadow would become as obsessed as Gerald, which causes Sonic to back off a bit...
Basically this creates a chain reaction:
Shadow abandons the kid with Sonic, after Sonic learns about the shard and warns Shadow that this could be a disaster. Shadow hides on the ARK, fearful that one day he will be the only one strong enough to destroy/stop his child, should he lose control to the Chaos energy coursing through him. Using the power only harms him, but really, it's turning him into a uncontrollable vessel of chaos, like biolizard.
Somehow Shadow hopes that losing any attachment to the kid will allow his destruction to be easier, but to Sonic, he gave up, accepting the kid as doomed. Sonic resents this deeply, even if he doesnt outright say it...He wonders if Shadow could have helped him manage his powers.
Ultimate power:
In reality, the child's need for validation is the very reason he would lose control in the first place, desperate to control his powers. Sonic would try to convince him he can just be his normal self, not to use the powers, as they damage him each time. But the kid eventually loses it and tries to draw shadow out of the ARK by destroying everything he can, until Shadow can see him from space.
"You love this planet more than me... Then defend it, coward--"
Damn, the fight scene would be awful-- I picture him warping in and just decking the kid, how heart wrenching. I'm sure Sonic would be stuck between, unsure what to do. I'm not sure how it ends?
Myabe they remove the emerald and he dies? or he becomes goop like Chaos? maybe a chao egg is left behind, which might hint at something bigger within Shadow himself??
Idea two, Birth:
Basically, Shadow's body evolves to grow an egg, maybe a normal Blackarm's thing that happens from time to time, maybe something to do with some Blackarms leftover idk, but point is he ends up hiding and pretending to be at GUN or on missions until finally Sonic tries to track him down and finds him laying in some forest, in labor. Technically this is Mpreg, but visually they look the same.
He reassures him, but Shadow can't understand why sonic isn't horrified.
"What do you want me to do, call you a freak and leave? I'm sure all mobians are freakish to humans, just like humans are freakish to mobians-- Hey, my little brother has two tails with a messed up joint that lets him fly! And your dad turned into a giant demonic root ball, even that comet was made of living goop all glued together, Shadow--laying an egg is the least of your worries!"
He jokes that he can have a melt down about the pregnancy being hidden later on, instead he'd rather focus on helping him. He has 3 small eggs but one begins to grow roots like the Blackarms and it takes over the other two, only making Shadow more distressed.
He wonders about taking it to the ARK, working with the commnader until they can determine that it's safe, but Sonic jokes, "You can try, but you know I won't let you take 'em, hehehe" But Shadow can feel the serious threat underlying. He doesn't want it to be treated like a monster either and wonders what the best course of action is.
"Do you really think humanity will accept this child if it looks anything like the Blackarms? If I looked any more like them?"
Story elements:
A lot of this story would be focused on Shadow's gradually rising tension as the egg grows, while sonic seems to be in a weird state of normalcy, but also struggling to actually comfort Shadow.
"Yknow, knuckles was born in an egg." "Sonic... we have no idea what's inside of this... I wasn't suppose to be fertile, let alone this! This sint a joke, sonic! What twisted creature could come from this-- what if this is just another facet of Doom's plan?! I already lost control of my mind, now I don't even have control over my body?!" Maybe Shadow and the commander already talked. He'd want to know why Shadow's suddenly requesting so much time off, only for the professor and Shadow to reveal everything. To their shock, the commander would support shadow... "Maria was like a sister to both of us... I think in her eyes... this might be my niece or nephew." The words make shadow tense, he wasn't prepared for this conversation, let alone the commander's unusual response. "You know I hate failing, Shadow-- Ive already failed her enough. I won't fail anymore. *Ahem* I expect a full report, given you've already met my grandchild..."
Remember, the commander offered shadow to come see his grandchildren in shadow the hedgehog (2004), so I'd like to think he's trying really hard to be better.
Really feeling this scheme
Guys can you help me with sonadow baby names
I have no idea what to say, but I want it to feel meaningful to Shadow, but maybe they have a real name and a "cool" name, like Sonic, Tails, y'know?
Might go with a girl? I just wanna make one to know what that looks like.
Thinking Navy. Maybe Ashen color. I think there'll start Ashen purple, later becoming darker, indigo-navy color, possibly stripes but idk, they would still have Blackarms DNA
#shadow the hedgehog#sonic the hedgehog#sonadow#shadonic#shadow fankid#fan child#fan kid#sonadow fanchild#sonadow hc
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show & tell (SMG x reader).
part of the love's an uncharted path universe â
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SUMMARY:
You have known Mingi since you both were fourteen. Youâve been by his side through thick and thin and you would do anything for him, really, considering heâs your other half. When he has an unfortunate bed experience and asks for your help and you say yes, he starts considering that, maybe, youâre just the best friend a guy like him can have.
PAIRING: best friend!mingi x afab reader.
GENRE: childhood best friends to ?
WORD COUNT: 8k.
WARNINGS: SMUT â˝ (MINORS DNI) attempt !!! at comedy, wooyoung being a little shit, hwa being the voice of reason, sex talk, pet names (love and also dude and bro but in a sweet way), mingi scaring the sense out of you, descriptions of female anatomy, kissing, dirty talk (sort of), teasing, a little bit of voyeurism, fingering, squirting, almost getting caught, unresolved feelings.
NOTES: had to do a lot of research for this one, so i figured nothing better to post as my first fic here! this is 100% self indulgent, as all fics should be, and i think i've re-read it so many times that if you find a typo or something that just doesn't make sense, you can blame it on english not being my first language i guess lmao. i hope you enjoy it and if you do feel free to send to my askbox/reblog/type in any feedback or thoughts! <3
POSTED: july 18th 2024.
masterlist. / part two.
âDelete her number right now!âÂ
âShe's such a bitch for saying that to youâŚâÂ
âAnd over text too? Wow.âÂ
âYeah, no, I didn't like her from the start.âÂ
Wooyoungâs living room comes to life once again that morning, voices echoing and insults flying out, all towards the girl Mingiâs seeing.Â
Was seeing. You're sure she's out of his usual rotation with the lovely shit show she just caused.Â
You stay silent, your eyes fixed on your best friend's expression, on his red cheeks and apologetic eyes because everyone told him that girl was bad news.Â
He should've listened to you when you told him you liked her friend better. She was a sweet girl, clearly had a thing for Mingi.Â
Unfortunately, Mingi has a type. And that type always ends up breaking his spirit one way or another.Â
But you stay silent, letting your friends have their little rants about how much of a bitch she is for hurting Mingi's ego like that, until he covers up his face with his hands and lets out a frustrated whine.Â
âThat's enough, everyone. I think he got it.â You smile a little and everyone turns to you, Yunhoâs chest heaving and everything but Seonghwa (who also kept his mouth shut all this time) interferes before anyone else has the chance to start again.
âYou know you shouldn't feel ashamed for that, right?â he asks Mingi, who slowly lowers his hands to his lap and looks at you for a brief second. You nod, confirming what Hwa says âNo one is born knowing everything and she shouldn't expect you to know how to make a girl squirt.âÂ
âJesus Christ,â Mingi whines again, closing his eyes âDon't say it like that.âÂ
âHow else should I say it?â Seonghwa is confused but he laughs a little bit and turns to you.Â
Being the only girl in the room, you think everyone it's expecting you to pick your friend up and join them in their insults but you can't (for Mingiâs sake). Instead, you let out a sigh âI mean, it's hard to even make it happen on your own without any help, Mingi. I don't know what the fuck she's on butâŚâ shrugging, you extend your arm to pat him in the shoulder two times âHwaâs right.âÂ
âSo you do know?âÂ
âWooââ Hongjoong reprimands right away and you turn to Wooyoung, confused.
âHuh?âÂ
âYou said that it's hard making it happen,â he explains, smiling because he just found a new target for the next few days âSo you must know.âÂ
Talking about sex with them was never difficult, it didn't make you uncomfortable whatsoever but you know what Woo is doing.Â
You look down at Mingi before answering though and his eyes are glued to the carpet, begging for the topic of his unfortunate encounter with that bitch to die on everyone's tongue.Â
So you take mercy on him.Â
âOh. I mean⌠Yeah.â You shrug once again, leaning back against the cushions on the couch while Wooyoung claps like he just heard the most hilarious joke ever.Â
âYou truly are amazing.âÂ
Rolling your eyes, you get up from your comfy seat âSure. But it took a lot of practice and the whole ordeal was frustrating for me, so, again, I don't know what the fuck she was on,â you say again, smiling down at Mingi before taking a few steps towards the door âIt's noon already, by the way.âÂ
âShit.â Woo gets up quickly from his spot on the floor and everyone else follows suit.Â
âAlright, everyone out! We have a midterm to cheat on.â San calls out and everyone takes it as their sign to actually leave (not just hang around the apartment) and continue with their days.Â
This reunion was a little impromptu, just because Wooyoung texted everyone begging to come over and hang out with him and San before their online philosophy midterm.Â
âAnd by that he means that you need to stay,â Wooyoung hugs Seonghwa hard, almost begging him with his eyes âWe didn't study⌠Don't look at me like that! Please?âÂ
âI'm not doing your fucking midterm for you!â
You chuckle, leaning on the door and waiting for your ride home to get his shoes on. When you look down at him again, Mingi mouths a thank you and you blow him a kiss.Â
When you get downstairs, you swear you still hear Wooyoung begging his senior to take the test for him.Â
Everyone is quiet in the car. You can tell they're tired from exams and life in general, so you don't press them with questions and just let the music play in the background while you look out the passenger window and, eventually, at Mingi.Â
His grip on the steering wheel lets you know he's a little more affected than he let on back there. But, again, you say nothing.Â
You know better than to pressure him into telling you his feelings.Â
Mingi and you have been friends forever. He lived a few houses down from yours, becoming your first friend when you moved to the city. You both were fourteen when it happened, so you've known him long enough to know what happens when he gets his heart broken.Â
Not that Mingi loved that girl or anything, but he never really took embarrassment well. He didn't when the first girl he liked rejected him in front of the whole ninth grade class and he didn't when his pants ripped in the middle of the stage while performing a routine with his dance team on senior year.Â
You stood by his side every single time and every single time he waited to sit down and let everything out, collect his feelings and talk to you through his frustrations. You really loved that about him, because he never said anything he regretted just because he was upset at the moment.Â
Maybe that's why you two have been friends for so long. Opposites attract, or whatever your mother told you one time.Â
In reality, you think it's because you two complement each other well.Â
He knows when to speak his mind and you're kind of impulsive, heart on your sleeve and sharp tongue ready to defend your and your loved ones honor if needed.Â
That's why it takes a lot of strength for you to not pull up that girl's number from his phone and give her a piece of your mind.Â
One by one, you drop your friends off in different parts of the city and when it's time to go into your own house, you circle the car and Mingi rolls his window down.
He reads the look you give him a little too well, so he opens his mouth to stop you but you shake your head.Â
âCall me, come over or just let me know if you need anything,â you start before he says anything âIf you need me to beat her up, I can do that too.âÂ
He huffs out a laugh âYou don't even know how to fight, love.â
You sigh at the nickname, he's been using it since the time you told him you had a crush on his friend, way bsck in highschool, and that you were positive you were going to get together and he would csll you love because that's what good boyfriend's do.Â
Turns out, you weren't exactly his friends type. Neither were the other girls in your school.Â
âI don't give a shit, I'll do it,â You two smile to each other fondly for a few seconds and then you tap the top of the car âThanks for the ride, dude.âÂ
âYouâre welcome, bro.â He rolls his eyes, annoyed because he hates when you call him that, but waits for you to get inside either way.Â
And in the solitude of your room, you wait.Â
You distract yourself with papers that are due in a few days, you start studying for your finals even though they're months away and you even go downstairs to say goodbye to your parents when they leave for a fancy dinner with their colleagues before you hear your phone ring.Â
Mingi's FaceTime comes right on time, because you were getting really anxious from the radio silence on his end.Â
âI have a small query for you.â He puts on an accent that makes you grimace immediately and he laughs at you.Â
âEw. Never do that ever again,â you beg, going back upstairs to your room âGo ahead.âÂ
âHow do you do it?âÂ
âExcuse me?âÂ
âHow the fuck do you make yourself squirt, love?âÂ
Oh.Â
Definitely not the conversation you were hoping to have with him.Â
It caughts off guard and you stammer your response âUm⌠Youâ I mean, it's not really a thing I can explain.âÂ
âYou have such a way with words, though.âÂ
You stare at him through the screen, annoyed, and he just laughs again âDon't make me come over and beat you up.âÂ
âAlright, alright,â his giggling dies out and you distract yourself from the heat you feel creeping over your cheeks while putting away your statistics prep for the quiz you have next week. There's a bit of silence and then you hear him sigh âI do really want to know, though.âÂ
âIf you're asking me this to then go over to her house and prove her wrong, I'm not telling you shit.âÂ
âNo! No, that's not it at all,â he defends himself quickly when you turn your head to the camera, scowl in your face âWhen she asked me to do it, I really did try to make her, you knowâŚâÂ
âYou said squirt so freely a minute ago, Mingi,â you tease, smiling, but at his expression, you give in âWhat exactly did you do?âÂ
âI tried to, you know, do it like they do it in the movies,â he demonstrates his point with his free hand, his middle and ring finger down on his sheets, pressing and moving side to side âAnd she was enjoying it and she came, but nothing really⌠came out.âÂ
âWow, first of all: you make her come and she has the nerve to give you shit over text? I hate her,â you shake your head, disappointment written all over your face âand second of all, that was a terrible mistake.âÂ
âWhat? Going like this?â He does it again and you roll your eyes, laughing a second later.Â
âNo, dude, trying to porno your way into making her squirt.âÂ
âOh.â His movements on the sheets slow down and you grimace again.Â
âPlease stop doing that,â you beg and he snaps out of his thoughts to look at you through the screen. You take your phone and move to the bed, resting your head against the pillows with a huff.Â
You ponder for a moment. You're sure telling him what he wants to hear it's not really a threat to your friendship, but it's also something that's very personal and intimate. You can talk about sex with Mingi and the other guys, sure, what doesn't mean you tell them about your sex life.Â
Maybe that's why Wooyoung was so excited earlier today, because you spilled something that involves you directly and not something vague and general like you usually do.Â
âWould it give you peace of mind if I explained it to you?â You ask, your voice barely a whisper as you sit straight on the bed.Â
Your best friend takes what feels like a lifetime to respond and, when does, it's in a hushed tone as well âPlease.âÂ
You groan and you comply either way, trying to find the right words to even start âOkay, I'm going to be very technical about this.âÂ
âI wouldn't expect anything else from you.âÂ
His teasing tone makes you glare at him for a few seconds before dismissing it with a click of your tongue âThe very first thing you need to make sure happens, is that you wash your handsââÂ
âYes, Y/N, I'm not a virgin,â he huffs this time, annoyed âI know all of that, just skip to the part where I make her squirt.âÂ
âJesus, fine! I also want to clarify that this works on me and I'm not really sure if it'll work on anyone else, alright?â he nods and you look away from the screen because you're not sure how to look him in the eyes âThe first thing that I doâ The first thing that you need to do,â you correct yourself quickly âIs make sure she's comfortable. And I mean, the space. Towels, water bottles⌠She needs to hydrate a lot.âÂ
âHydrate⌠a⌠lotâŚâ You turn your head to the screen and your jaw goes slack at what you see.Â
âAre you writing this down?!âÂ
âIâm making sure I don't forget anything!âÂ
âYou're unbelievableâŚâ You let out under your breath and take a deep one before resuming the, apparently, class âSquirting can be confused as peeing andââÂ
âShit, hold on.â He interrupts and you hear his momâs voice at the door, asking him something you can't really catch through the shitty airpod audio âIt's just Y/N⌠I'm not really saying anything so I don't understand how I'm being too loud forâ Yes ma'am.âÂ
You try not to laugh because he's literally being scolded right in front of you.Â
Old habits die hard, and Mingi's mom loves to put him on the spot.Â
Your laugh dies hard as well, because the next words, for some reason, make your heart drop to your ass.Â
âShe's telling me to either cut it out or go to your house, so⌠I'm coming over.âÂ
âOh, Iâ Hello?â Your lockscreen mocks you because the call literally ended before you could tell him to go and fuck himself âShit.âÂ
You don't know why you panic, but you do. You tidy up the room, you change your pijamas into something more presentable and you try to remember what were you telling him before he pulls open your bedroom door.Â
âMingi! Fuck, you scared the shit out of me â you're panting, hand over your chest.Â
Heâs also panting, like he runned to get to your house, but he looks dumbfounded by your reaction âYour mom literally gave me the spare keys in your presence.â Â
When he steps closer, you notice he's wearing cologne and that his hair it's a little wet, still, so you figure he took a shower before calling you tonight.Â
Which means he probably wanted to sleep everything off, like he usually does, but whatever this is made him call you.Â
âYeah! But I thought youâ Nevermind.â He shrugs and gives your hair a kiss before he moves to sit at your desk, the same way he usually does when he steals your laptop and notes to complete his assignments for the few classes you share.Â
God. Somehow, you wish he was doing just that so it brings back some sense of normalcy. Maybe then, your heart can calm down enough for you to understand why this specific situation has your senses going insane.Â
You sit back down on your bed and try to get your heart back to its place in the meantime.Â
âThey're not home, right? I didn't see your dadâs car.âÂ
âCompany dinner.âÂ
âAh.â He nods and you both fall in uncomfortable silence. It shouldn't be awkward, but it kind of is, even if you laugh when he pulls out the notebook he was writing on from underneath his oversized shirt and steals a pen from your pencil case, it's still a little weird.Â
You gulp.Â
âSo, squirting can be confused as peeing.â He recalls the last thing you said with a smile and then he turns to look at you for a second âGo on.âÂ
You're grateful he's taking notes all of the sudden. He's turned to you, so you have a clear view of his back and you can freely take a grounding breath before continuing âIt can make you feel very uncomfortable if you think you're going to pee yourself and that's really why most women don't squirt in the first place.âÂ
âYou sound like you're reading a text book.â He confesses with a laugh.Â
âI told you, I'm being very technical about thisâ Besides, I did my research when I was trying toâŚâ you gulp again âYou know.âÂ
âYou said squirt so freely a minute ago.â Mingi teases you the same way you teased him earlier and you squint your eyes in return.Â
âVery funny. Anyways⌠Yeah, when you feel that, you usually tense up. You need to relax before even making it happen,â he nods, writing it down quickly âI also read that, depending on the person, you can confuse the liquid with, like, usual⌠arousal? Yeah, arousalâ you sound more confident the second time you say it, unsure on how to call it because you never really explained anything related to your vagina to anyone else.Â
He turns to you, confused âSo⌠If she doesn't squirt a lot, how can I tell if she did it?âÂ
âI guess you'll notice it in her reaction?â You shrug and then cough a little to try and get rid of the sudden lump on your throat âI mean, it's not my case, so I wouldn't⌠I wouldn't know that.âÂ
Mingi, because -you guess- hates you, just raises a brow and looks you over one time before turning back to his notes.Â
âA-anyways,â you cough again âIt's all in her g-spot. It happens because it gets stimulated and that g-spot it's likeâŚâ you, once again, try to find the ideal words to explain âIt's like the upper wall of the vagina? No, no, that's not right,â you see him draw a line over what he clearly wrote down on the paper and you laugh, apologetic âIt's more like the, uh⌠Like the front wall of it.âÂ
âFront wall?âÂ
âY-yeah?â you offer, nervous and unsure âI mean⌠Ugh, let me explain again. Something that you need to take into account is that you can only find it if she's really, really turned on.âÂ
âO⌠kay.âÂ
âSort of like when you get hard we, uh, also get hard. Just differently,â you notice he's no longer taking notes when you turn to him again and the room is suddenly very hot.Â
The ACâs on, right?Â
Fuck.Â
âAnd apparently it only really shows up when you're really aroused. The g-spot, I mean,â Quickly, you're up from your bed and walking around it, fetching your water bottle and taking a big gulp of it with your eyes closed.Â
Mingi clears his throat a second later.Â
âSo it feels hard to the touch orâŚâÂ
âNot really, um⌠It kinda feels like a berry.âÂ
He laughs âWhat?âÂ
âYeah, it's kind of soft but it has a texture to it too. And we, uh⌠have this gland that fills up with the liquidâ Kind of like a prostate gland! Yeah, that's what that article said,â putting even more distance within Mingi and you, you sit back on the bed, just on the other side âIf you try to do it before it fills up, you end up with nothing. That's what frustrated me the whole time I was learning how to do it.âÂ
âYou didn't drink enough water?âÂ
âNo, noâ It fills up when you get really turned on. And when I was trying, I was trying way too hard and didn't, uh⌠I didn't do a lot of foreplay before trying, s-so.â You nod, finishing the explanation in a softer voice.Â
Your cheeks feel hot and you swear your upper lip is sweating a bit. Why would you even say that?Â
âY-you didn't touch yourself enough orâŚ?âÂ
âExactly, I didn't, I just⌠Tried t-to stimulate it. Wasn't even wet enough so I used, uh, lube.âÂ
âOh⌠Lube. Sure, okay.â He nods again, and then moves his hand over his face, looking away for a second âAnd then?âÂ
âI'm not really sure how to⌠Give me a second.â
What were you even telling him before exposing yourself like that? Before the tension in the room skyrocketed in a suffocating way? You're not sure.Â
Oh, foreplay. Okay, what's next?Â
âFingering,â you say out loud when you remember and at the sudden word Mingi turns to you, eyes wide and you stumble over your words yet again âY-you need to finger her to stimulate the g-spot, duh.âÂ
âDon't duh me, Y/N, I'm learning!âÂ
âSorry!âÂ
âOkay! Now what do I do when⌠fingering.âÂ
That makes you frown. You're not really sure what to tell him next. So you look straight ahead and, unintentionally, move your ring and middle finger the way you do when you're touching yourself.Â
In the silence of the room, you audibly hear Mingiâs breath hitching and that draws you back to reality.Â
When you look at him, his eyes are solely focused on your fingers.Â
âI don't really know how to explain this next part.â You sound apologetic, your lips tensing into a straight line.Â
A bit passes.Â
And then another one and another one where Mingi looks at you with a weird, foreign expression on his face.Â
So you open your mouth to apologize to him, but he beats you to it.Â
âThen show me.âÂ
You swear you never even heard him sound like that before. Or maybe you have, the tone of voice similar to when he just wakes up, low, grouchy, as if his throat might be dry.Â
It just never affected you this way.Â
âW-what?â you blink hard, a few times, trying to focus on whatever the hell is going on.Â
âShow me how you do it⌠I-if you want to.âÂ
âMingi!âÂ
âI justâ Look, you don't have to,â he says right away âIf you don't want to, you can forget I ever asked but I'm so⌠curiousâ, he says, getting up from your desk chair and planting his knee into the bed âAnd I'm also really butthurt over what happened. I want to learn but I don't really have anyone else to ask.âÂ
âWhat about, uh⌠Minseo! Yeah, what about her?â you offer quickly, also getting up.Â
âSan's ex?!âÂ
âI don't know any other woman that you also know, Mingi!âÂ
He gulps and breathes heavily, gathering his words, his thoughts, just like he always does and you remember: This is Mingi. Your Mingi. The Mingi you've known for years and care about more than anything.Â
âI'm asking you because I trust you,â he says, looking you over once again âAnd because if I fail, you're not⌠going to make fun of me for it.â
There it is.Â
You soften at that and he seems to relax at your reaction. His demeanor lets you know he's not just saying that because he wants to see you touch yourself, he's being honest.Â
So you decide to be honest, as well. In a whisper, because your voice will tremble and give away how strongly you feel about his request.Â
âI've never done it in front of anyone before.âÂ
âSo no one has ever make youââÂ
âNo,â you confirm before he even gets it out and you sigh âI never ask for it and I haven't really⌠I've only slept withââÂ
âHangyeol.â He nods and scrunches his nose in disgust at the memory of your highschool boyfriend. They never really got along and it was a shame, because Han was a great guy, he just wasn't the one for you.Â
âMingi,â you walk over to him and he straightens up his spine âThis could really⌠I mean, there's no getting rid of me on this lifetime, buddy,â reminding him makes him smile and you do as well, nervous, your body on high alert âBut this could mess us up.â You finish in a whisper.Â
âI'm not letting that happen.â He says back, eyes scanning your face before zeroing on your eyes âThere's no getting rid of me either, love.âÂ
That nickname is going to be the death of you, you're sure. It makes you suck in air you very much need at this moment.Â
Fuck it.Â
âI'll⌠get the towels, then.â You smile a little even though your cheeks are burning and you feel a little dizzy while holding his gaze, but you don't back down.Â
Before you move, though, he stops you with his hand holding your waist âI know where they are. Stay here.âÂ
You could literally melt right now. And you know it's a short trip to the downstairs hallway closet from your room, so you make sure you strip your duvet before things get messy.Â
You should go to the bathroom, too, to clean yourself up a bit before Mingi finds out what you find out when you sit on your bed.Â
You're so wet.Â
And it's so fucking embarrassing, because you're not supposed to feel this way for him, for this.
Because, if anything, this is clearly just an educational experience.
And if Mingiâs excited look when he re-enters your bedroom tells you otherwise, you're choosing to ignore it for the clearly educational experienceâs sake.Â
âThese will do?âÂ
You take the two mismatched towels and place them on the bed right away, not even looking at him.Â
âYep.âÂ
You think he nods but you're not sure, you just caught a glimpse of him moving towards your desk while you pretend to fix the towels in the bed to perfection.Â
âOkay, so⌠You need to, uh, be comfy and shit. Drink water, you just did that a few minutes agoâŚâ when you turn to him, he's reading his notes like he's actually about to conduct an experiment and you chuckle before shaking your head âThe⌠The foreplay part should be next, right?âÂ
âRightâŚâ you drag out, biting the inside of your cheek before he looks back at you.Â
âYou look really tense, Y/N,â he deadpans, looking down at his notes again âYou need to relax so it can happen, right?âÂ
âYou're about to see me touch myself and you think I can relax?âÂ
âOh,â he frowns, immediately and then blinks a few times to refocus, you think âI'm not the one doing it?âÂ
âUh⌠Yes? Later? I thought you wanted to see me first, y-you⌠You asked me to show youâŚâÂ
You can feel him think, the gears on his brain twisting and you think he's going to backpedal at any second because he's not really saying anything. Then you see it, the moment the image crosses his mind.Â
And the next second you have him in front of you, towering over your form and then he's not.
Getting on his knees, he tentatively places a hand on your knee and parts your legs so you can make room for him to touch the end of the mattress with his chest and raise his chin just enough to make you think he's asking you to kiss him.
Oh God, you want to kiss him.Â
His voice is a sweet murmur when he speaks again âShow me how to get you there, love,â he sounds like he's pleading, like he's begging you to instruct him and your breath catches when he moves his hand up your thigh âWhat do you like?âÂ
Your mouth moves before you can even think âKiss me.âÂ
You don't even notice you're leaning forward until his breath fans against your chin and he tilts his head even more so that your noses touch.Â
âHow do you like being kissed?âÂ
You breathe out a laugh, a little annoyed by his constant questioning âFigure it out, Mingi.â And then the last thing you see is his smirk before his mouth presses against yours.Â
It's not what you expect. If anything, you expected him to take the lead. Han used to do so, all the guys you've ever kissed did it as well. You don't really know why his patience surprises you, but it does and if your heart could race even more, it would.Â
Because he waits for your guidance, waits for you to grab his shirt and jank him closer, waits for you to sigh against him and then returns the gesture when he feels your fingers move upwards and tangle in his dark hair.Â
His mouth is complying to yours, his tongue is exploring it and wetting your lips in the process and you've never felt this good with anyone before.Â
That's something you'll need to unpack later, but your brain disconnects when your best friend lets out a noise the second his hands touch your waist under your shirt and you forget, for a split second, that the point of this is to have you on your back pleasing yourself for him to learn.Â
Because you want nothing more than to hear him make that noise again.Â
The kisses grow needy and so do you when he trails a path with his wet lips from your chin to your neck and the next thing you know is that your back is against the towels you laid down before and his mouth is kissing the valley of your breasts over the cotton of your shirt.Â
You look down and it takes a second for him to feel you staring before he looks up at you âShould we take this off?âÂ
Your voice gives away how gone you are when you reply a simple yes and your shirt is on the floor the next instant.Â
Now, you're sure this is not the first time Mingi has seen you in your underwear. You both have gone swimming before and he has walked into your room a million times while you're getting ready. You're even sure he's seen you walk out from your bathroom in this specific bra before⌠But he's staring at you like it's the first time he's been able to trace the way your breasts spill a little bit over the fabric of this old bra you decided to wear today, like it's the first time he's allowed himself to enjoy it.Â
Like it's the first time he's allowing himself to feel any sort of attraction for you.Â
âFuck,â you whisper, shallow breath hitting his cheek when he returns his mouth to your jaw âLet me⌠Come here.âÂ
You scoot up until your head rests against your pillows and he follows, resting his body weight on his side and chasing your mouth when you turn your face to him.Â
You should speed this up. There's no way you're not going to feel like shit if tomorrow you wake up and remember you're letting yourself enjoy this more than you should.Â
Thereâs no reason for you to lose your breath when his fingertips trace softly the skin under your breasts or for your legs to grant him access so quickly when they reach your belly and bypass every other part of your body before going straight in between them.Â
And he notices it too.Â
âI don't know why I asked you so many questions before,â he starts, turning his hand so that he back of it and his nails start caressing the inside of your thighs through your sweatpants âI know what you like. I pay attention to you whenever we're talking about sex with the guys.âÂ
You frown, about to remind him that you never speak directly about your own experiences but he continues his ministrations, giving your other thigh attention âI usually watch you closely in case any of it makes you uncomfortable, but I notice your reactions when they speak about something that you like.âÂ
Oh. Heart on your sleeve, your biggest flaw.Â
âLike that one time Woo was going on and on about marking and you couldn't stop fidgeting on your seatâŚâ his nose traces your jaw softly before his teeth take the skin underneath it and you gasp just enough to prove him right âOr that time Yunho said he hated teasing because he's an impatient little shitâ he chuckles, his index finding the spot next to your mound and going down slowly until his knuckle graces the crevice where your leg and your hip connect âand you defended it until we had to stop you guys from yelling each other over itâŚâÂ
Your breath shakes and your eyes close at the sensation âMingiâŚâÂ
âAm I wrong?âÂ
You shake your head no and you can all but hear him smile when he speaks again.Â
âOf course I'm not.âÂ
You open your eyes and expect him to look at you the way he does when you're unable to defend yourself against his quips, but he's not. His eyes are following his own actions and his bottom lip is pulled by his teeth when he takes the fabric of your sweatpants and pulls it up, enough to give you some friction where you need it the most.Â
âCan I take this off?âÂ
âFuck, y-yes.âÂ
Joining your shirt on the ground, you're left only in your underwear while Mingi is fully clothed and it bothers you out of nowhere.Â
âYou're so wet alreadyâŚâ he observes and you blush, puffing some air and covering your eyes with you hand. He just laughs âThat's a good thing, it means that I'm doing okay.âÂ
He's doing more than okay. Damn all the experience he has and the way he reads you so well.Â
But his sweet tone gives you some clarity and you support your weight on your hand to fix your position on the bed.Â
âAlright, let's⌠resume the lesson before my parents get home.âÂ
âThey probably won't for now. The company dinners last until like⌠two in the morning, usually, right?âÂ
âThat's when they decide to go out for drinks.âÂ
âYour mom always wants to go out for drinks.âÂ
âLet's not talk about my mom right now!â you beg and he laughs again, making you chuckle alongside him and you're glad he's talking all of this -the kissing, the teasing, the sweet-talk and the wet patch on your underwear- so well.Â
The awkwardness from before dissipated the moment he got on his knees in front of you and all that followed was this lovely tension you're dying to keep between the two of you forever even though you shouldn't.Â
âShow me, love,â he pleads and you sigh, his mouth finding your cheek for a quick second, encouraging you âAnd then you can show me how to make you feel good, too.âÂ
You stare at him for a few seconds âDamn, you're good,â he shakes his head and you smile, getting rid of your underwear and pushing the quick moment of embarrassment being bare with him in the room gives you âRemember that this is what works for me, okay?âÂ
He nods and then props himself up so he can see it better.Â
You take a second before your fingers dive into your wet folds and, when you do, you gasp at the feeling.Â
You've never been more wet just for kissing and teasing before. What the fuck.Â
You do what you usually do when you're alone for a while and try to contain yourself from moaning because Mingi's eyes keep moving from your fingers to your face. Then, you remember you should be talking him through it, as well.Â
âYou see how I'm building it up?â you start, chest heaving and he hums as his reply âI'm not trying to make myself come but I'm kinda just⌠edging myself a little bit.âÂ
âEdging,â he repeats and then hisses when he sees your thumb pressing into your clit just how you like it, making you sigh heavily âI know all about that, that's good.âÂ
âY-you do?âÂ
âYou'll be surprised,â he smiles, proud of himself.Â
âOkay,â you continue, taking a deep breath âThen you know about prepping, too,â he nods âSo, a finger firstâŚâ you say, swallowing hard when your index makes its way into your cavity without much effort.Â
Dragging back and forth for a minute or so, you're incapable of containing yourself any longer. Air leaves your mouth in pants and your eyes close when you drag the pad of your finger upwards, locating your g-spot with ease because you're used to it.
âAnd then, two fingers.âÂ
âMhm.âÂ
âLook at the position of my hand. I read that these two fingers work the best because they're longer than the rest, althoughâŚâ you look at Mingi's hand over your belly. You didn't even noticed before this that he was touching you, but he is and his thumb is tracing a pattern that both relaxes you and sends shivers down your spine âI'm sure that it won't be a problem for you, huh?âÂ
He sends a cocky smirk your way and you would've smacked him if you weren't so⌠preoccupied.Â
Pressing your precious spot and then dragging back and forward, you stop the movements altogether. It felt too good, way more than good and it's a different sensation of what you're used to.Â
And it's all because of him.Â
You look at his side profile, his eager eyes commiting to memory what you're doing to yourself, probably taking mental notes now that his notebook is long forgotten over at your desk andâŚÂ
He deserves this. He deserves to be the one to have this, just tonight.Â
You hate to leave what feels like it's about to be your best orgasm in the hands of someone who's just learning, yet alone a man.
But Mingi is not just any man.Â
âMingi,â you call and his curious eyes leave your heat a second later âyour turn.âÂ
âDid you⌠Did it happen? I didn't see anythiââÂ
âNo,â you interrupt him, your fingers leaving you and you turn to him, your clean hand finding his face âshow me what you learned.âÂ
His mouth parts, but you have a newfound confidence and a glint in your eyes that is new, so nothing comes out.Â
âProve that bitch wrong.âÂ
That seems to do it.Â
His eyes go from being confused to spark with determination and want and electricity runs through you again because he seems so relieved he gets to touch you sooner than expected.Â
Shyness and nervousness buried six feet under, you both smile to each other before you feel him.Â
His fingers gathering your wetness, his thumb finding your clit with ease and expertise.Â
âWettest pussy I've ever touched.â You can tell he's a little lost in the heat of the moment but it's okay. So are you.Â
Fuck.Â
It's been way too long since someone else touched you this way, so you all but melt at the circles he draws on your clit. He paid close attention before, because he's touching you just the way you like it.Â
âThat feels so goodâŚâÂ
âYeah?â he asks, dark eyes finding yours before a particular stroke forces you to close them. And then he gathers enough slick to insert his ring finger inside and you can't help the moan that slips past your lips.Â
You lift your hand to cover your mouth, but Mingi clicks his tongue in feign disappointment âI want to hear if I'm making you feel good, love. Don't hold back on me just because this is unconventional.âÂ
The worries die altogether with that.Â
And now that you have free reign to stop containing yourself, you don't know how to stop.Â
It's not long before his index joins his other finger but he doesn't go for it right away. He fucks you slowly, allowing you to get used to the unfamiliar stretch of his way longer, way thicker digits until they slide in and out with little effort.Â
His pace picks up after what feels like ages and your hand fists his shirt for the second time tonight, nodding and moaning in encouragement.Â
âDeeper,â you instruct âcurl them upwards and go deeper, you'll feel it then.âÂ
He obeys immediately, his chest heaving and his mouth parting in delight when he finds it. The pad of his finger presses down on it tentatively and your grasp on his shirt hardens.
âIs that it?â you nod and he does it again, which earns another moan âWhat do I do now?âÂ
Before you completely get lost in the feeling, you decide to drop the step by step bullshit aside and give him the full instruction in hopes that he'll remember it all without fucking up: âWhat works for me is pressing⌠Fuck, yeah, just like that a-and thenâŚâ you take deep breath âJust a little harder⌠Yeah, then rub it in a circular motion while maintaining that same pressure⌠Fuck, Mingi!âÂ
He's a little too good at following instructions, because he touches you like he's been doing this forever and soon you feel the familiar swell, the usual buildup of it all and he's taking you over the age like it's nothing.Â
You forget how to speak, you forget how to tell him what he needs to do next and so, when you finally explode, you take his wrist and place his two fingers over your clit.Â
When you move them side by side, he lets out a fascinated giggle but knows exactly what to do.Â
A second later, your release is coating your thighs and the towels underneath you and you don't register anything else because your ears are ringing.Â
Did you lose consciousness for a second? It feels like you did.Â
That was the best fucking orgasm you've ever felt in your entire life.Â
And when you come back down, you only register the sound of your breathing and plump lips kissing your face, his fingers stopping their pace once he realizes you're done with it.Â
Opening your eyes, you stare at your popcorn ceiling for a second. Then, you look at Mingi who's already staring at you with a what the fuck just happened expression.Â
It makes you laugh. Softly at the beginning, post-orgasm bliss takes over but then Mingi laughs too and your whole chest swells with inexplicable pride.Â
You don't think twice before kissing him again. When you realize you did it, you pull back and blink at him like he didn't make you see stars three seconds ago.Â
âThat wasâŚâ his eyes do the thing he usually does. You never notice it until now, but he scans your face so frequently you've grown used to it, but now⌠It feels different. His teeth nip his bottom lip and he shakes his head before speaking âCome here, love.âÂ
And then he's kissing you again, slow, intimate, beyond the stupid lesson you just taught him.Â
But you don't mind it one bit.Â
You sit up, getting on your knees on the bed and basically forcing him to do the same. Ignoring the gross sensation of the wet towel underneath you, you pull him further into you until his chest presses against yours, until his hands roam your body and settle on your waist, securing the embrace.Â
This time, when you pull away, there's this whole unspoken new thing between you.Â
âThat wasâŚ?â you press, smiling a bit, pulling both you and him back to reality.Â
Right now, with you half naked and his hard-on pressing on your belly, it's not the time to discuss your feelings.Â
âPossibly the coolest thing I've seen,â he starts, giggling when you roll your eyes âand the hottest thing I've seen, too,â you shrug, dismissing his stare because it's making you feel hot all over your body, again âand I'm really, really grateful you said yes, love.âÂ
The soft tone he uses to say the last bit relaxes you and you nod, deciding it's not the time to tell him you never even came like that on your own.Â
Instead, you decide to grasp this intimate moment and extend it as much as you can. You can see Mingi is not expecting it when you reach his sweatpants and let your shaky thumb trace the outline of his cock.Â
Closing his eyes, he lets out a pleased sigh before he grabs you by the back of your neck and rests his forehead against yours.Â
âThis is supposed to be purely educational, Y/NâÂ
âIs that what you want it to be?â you softly ask, pulling your hand away but then his hips buck and chase after your touch, making you smile despite the emotions swelling in your chest âLet me help you⌠PleaseâŚâÂ
âFuck, don't beg me, love.âÂ
âDon't make me beg, then.âÂ
What the fuck are you even doing?Â
âY/N, Iââ he stops suddenly and you're too lost in the moment to notice why.Â
But then the sound of keys and a door closing downstairs scares the fuck out of you and you push Mingi away without thinking it through.Â
He lands with a thud on your bedroom floor, next to your discarded clothes.Â
âWhat the fuck, Y/N?â he whispers-shouts, both shocked and offended, but you're getting off your bed and picking up your clothes and the soaked towels so you don't really care about his feelings right now.Â
âBathroom. Now.âÂ
You're so blessed for having your bedroom right next to the upstairs bathroom. And so blessed that it is your bathroom and you don't have to share it. Youâll get on your knees and thank your gods afterwards, but right now you can only think one thing.
Don't get caught.Â
Lord knows you'll never hear the end of it if Mingi walks out of here with a hard-on. Your dad will kill him, your mom will cheer because she loves the idea of you and Mingi together and you'll probably pack your bags and move away if it happens.Â
When you lock the door behind you and make a quick show of putting your underwear and pants back on, you hear Mingi chuckle.Â
âWe can always tell them we're having a sleepover, Y/N, you didn't have to karate kick me off the damn bed!âÂ
âHush!â But he just keeps giggling at your very obvious flustered state.
You're about to rip him a new one when he takes two strides, backs you against the bathroom sink, and catches your lips in a quick, sweet kiss and all your worries dissolve just like that.Â
âGuess they didn't go for drinks after all..âÂ
âYou think?â cocking your head to side, the smile on your lips can't be fought at this point.Â
He returns it and leans in for another kiss, longer this time and you sigh against his mouth before pulling away because you really, really shouldn't be doing this right now.Â
You hear your mother calling your name and then footsteps up the stairs. A murmured she must be sleeping and a hum from your father before they pass the bathroom door. You truly only relax when you hear their door closing at the end of the hallway.Â
âOkay, we're safe now.âÂ
âWhen were we ever not safe?âÂ
âWhen I was half naked on my bed, Mingi!âÂ
He shakes his head with a smile and takes a step back.Â
You clear your throat.Â
âI really did want to help you out butââÂ
âRaincheck?â he asks and at you hesitation to say yes, he continues âIf you want to. If you don't, it's okay. We⌠We'll figure it out, okay?âÂ
âOkay.âÂ
He smiles again âGood, uhâŚâÂ
Mingi seems unsure on what to do next. Feeling the same, you decide the best thing to do is to get him out of here.Â
Opening the bathroom door, you carefully peek into the hallway, taking his hand in yours and beckoning him to follow you down the stairs, trying to make as little noise as possible.Â
âShit, your shoesâŚâ you whisper.Â
âI don't think they noticed if they didn't barge into the bedroom to check on us like they usually do, love.â He returns, in the same tone.Â
That does nothing to ease your mind, but he makes sure to put them on quickly and then grabs your shoulders, shaking you in a teasing manner.Â
âQuit worrying, Y/N. I can feel you thinking.âÂ
Of course he does. There's no one, in this world, that knows you better than him.Â
It makes your heart flutter and it shouldn't. But you're getting on your tippy toes and stealing a parting kiss before you think about it too much.Â
It's irresponsible for you to do so, but Mingi grabs your waist and extends the duration of the kiss and suddenly you don't give a fuck about your parents or anyone else finding out about this⌠shift in your dynamic.Â
âSee you tomorrow?â he asks against your lips and you nod.Â
âSee you tomorrow.âÂ
And with that, he leaves.Â
You lock the door and practically run to your room after.Â
What the fuck have you done?
If you read all the way down here: THANK YOU SO MUCH. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated and since itâs an open ending (sort of), let me know if you want a second part!Â
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2024.07.15 â dinner date with Ume. âĄ
(hands up if you know where the reference photoâs froooommmmm!!!! >:3 aju nice.)
#art!#you @ed me as if my ume senses werenât already tingling. is this why i kept stirring in my sleep? thereâs a disturbance in the air. and thi#so this is the culprit. how was i supposed to not feel the change in atmosphere ???#âă umemiya.#WHY IS HE SMILING LIKE THAT /pos (compliment) LOOK AT HIS MOUTH HE IS SO KISSABLE ? HIS LIPS ???? BIBI .#AND LOOK AT HIS PRETTY EYES BIBI YOU ALWAYS DO THIS (compliment) LIKE U GIVE HIM HIS LIL DROOPY PUPPY EYES BUT U DO IT IN A WAY WHERE HE#LOOKS SO DREAMY AND SOFT. HIS EYES R SO FUCKING PRETTY. WTF. AND YOU GAVE HIM HIS GLASSES . and what if i canât finish using my tags becaus#because i have EXPLODED. erupted like a volcano. yk star deaths ? thatâs me. i did. iâm no more! goodbye to what remains of zevie#this is my ghost speaking bc i need to finish my tags here. look at the fuckinnnngggg muuuscles bibi drew.#do you see his bulging tricep. god i love men w huge ass triceps sm I LOVE THEN. and look at his bicep. i know all of you see that bicep#vein better than me !! better than me bc iâm not wearing contacts or glasses now. straight up outa bed and im hit with this !! can you belie#believe bibi (affectionate) bc i cannot !! LOOK AT THE VEINS SHE GAVE HIM âŚ. not even just one biceps they are also âŚ.#on his forearms . do yk what it means . yk when his fingers r inside u and they curl. the forearm muscle bulges and u can see the vein#protruding more . bonus if heâs sweaty and the muscle is just glistening. WOW! okay. moving on. LOOK AT HIS BOOBS. U CAN SEE THEM PEEKING#THROUGH THE SHIRT. THATS HOW BIG THEY ARE. see how they bulge bc of how his arm is pressing against it? CRIMINAL. me and all my ume girlies#are on our way to bury on our faces in them. HUGE pillows btw . ok moving on. LETS TALK ABOUT HIS HAIR . his hair. itâs up yeah? but itâs#messy like in his fight with choji. the best hair ever. he is actually so soft and so fluffy. his hair looks like fresh snow . he is#absolutely everything to me !! literally unreal. absolutely ethereal. an angel. WOW.#i want to talk about his shirt. and the fact that he wears white tees at bofurin simply bc someone told#him it looks good. what a cutie. he would wear anything if you asked him sweetly enough. âoh you think iâll look good?â#ANYWAYS HIS SHIRT HERE ⌠THE WAY HIS MUSCLES R LIKE BULGING AGAINST IT IM SO NOT OKAY >: AND NOW IM LOOKING AT HIS NECK#i want to cover him in bites fr . look at how COMFY the area between his neck / shoulder is ??? BURY UR FACE RIGHT THERE.#bibi !!! you never cease to amaze me . bc the sketch had me falling to my knees and crying (see pictures for references) and this finished#one âŚâŚ iâm really not okay (positive) i am really . really not okay!!!#please he looks so cute >: IM TAKING YIU HOME UME . YOURE COMING WITH ME . today i will be the one giving you a piggy back ride#get those pretty arms wrapped around me STAT. bibi iâm sobbing the artist / writer / person that you are (compliment)#i have no idea how iâm gonna recover from this . maybe i should go back to sleep and wake up because no way this is reality. this isnât real#and i am just dreaming right now. bibi never showed me this at all. bibi never drew this at all. itâs not real. go back to sleep zevie ⌠le#letâs just go back to sleep âŚ. donât think about it. donât think about how pretty he is âŚ. oh no no âŚ. yeah letâs get under the covers âŚ#goodnight everybody !!!!!! i say this fully aware that this will (affectionately) haunt me in my sleep for the rest of the week
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PROOF â SAKUSA KIYOOMI
content: msby!kiyoomi, female reader, best friend!kiyoomi, pwp, cunnilingus, fingering, kinda best friends to lovers. word count: 2,7k.
note: this was supposed to be shameless smut but ended up being kind of romantic (?) just because a kiyoomi being in love with us is my sexual fantasy. also, i'm not satisfied with the ending, but i had no other ideas. maybe when i come up with something better ill change it, who knows :p
âKiyoomi, do you go down on girls?â
The question took Kiyoomi off guard. You guys had spent the last twenty minutes in almost complete silence, just hanging out in his living room and completely ignoring the random movie you had chosen because you both were scrolling through your phones, which is why the last thing he expected to hear out of the blue was such a question.
He turned to look at you, who were lying across the couch with your feet resting in his lap and still staring at your phone screen. Not knowing what to say, a âhuhâ was the only thing he could think of.Â
âJust answer.â You poked his thigh with your foot. âItâs not like weâre strangers.âÂ
That was true. You two were good friends, practically best friends, and therefore, you both had full confidence in each other. But, you had always kept a limit when it came to talking about both his sex life and yours, to the point where that part of your respective lives was a complete mystery to each other.Â
And this is a secretâ but he liked it that way. Because he was more than sure that he didnât want to know what you did with other men at all. Just thinking about it made his stomach turn with jealousy. Thatâs the reason he didnât bother to tell you about his own experiences with other women either, just in case there was a small chance that you might feel the same way he did.Â
âNone of your business.â He answered sharply.Â
You rolled your eyes before getting up from your comfortable position to sit cross-legged, âCâmon, Kiyoomi, Itâs just a question.â
âA question I wonât answer.â
âWhy not?â You crossed your arms, looking at him defiantly.Â
Kiyoomi narrowed his eyes at your posture, why did you suddenly want to know that? Moreover, why did you insist on wanting to know? Did someone say something to you? Is there a rumor about him? Or maybe you had suddenly awakened an interest in him? He was overthinking, but still he hoped more than anything that it was the latter option rather than the others.Â
âJust because.â He said, and before you could protest, he continued: âAnd, why are you asking anyway?âÂ
A smirk appeared on your face, âIf you answer my question, Iâll answer yours. Deal?â
âNever mind.â
âYouâll never know why I asked, then.â You said, casually looking at your nails. âUnless we make a deal.â
He shouldnât accept so easily, he knew, but now he was genuinely curious why you broke an unspoken rule between you two to ask him if he did orals, of all things.Â
So, he agreed. âDeal.â
Your smile of victory almost made him smile too, but he did his best to remain serious. âOkay. Tell me.â
He sighed before answering honestly. âI do.â
Your eyes widened and an incredulous laugh escaped your lips before you said, âReally?â The surprise in your voice made him frown, why was that surprising? Should he be offended?
âYeah.â
âAre you serious? You go down on girls?â You couldn't even hide the disbelief in your voice. âYou?â
âI already said yes. Now, tell me. Why are you asking?â
Without further ado, you grabbed your phone that had been forgotten in your lap to unlock it, and a second later you were showing him what appeared to be your TikTok feed.
âA fan made a TikTok with the title: Ranking how good MSBY players are at giving head and you were raked as a zero just because heâd rather die than put his mouth there.â
What the fuck?!
âLet me see that.â
In the blink of an eye, Kiyoomi snatched the phone from you to watch the video with his own eyes, regretting it as soon as it started thanks to the embarrassing selection of music and photos chosen from the team members. He scoffed, a random person on the internet had felt entitled to make this kind of ranking just based on appearances and assumptions. Itâs not like they could have any real evidence at the end of the day. But it seems that for many people a video of this kind told the absolute truth, because it had thousands of likes and thousands of comments, andâto his misfortuneâhe couldnât help but read them.
Now he wished he had never done it.Â
In addition to most of the comments agreeing and mocking Kiyoomiâs ranking, saying that at least his face makes up for it and that maybe he gives head as long as he has his face mask onâthat one was actually funny, but he wouldnât say that out loudâ, the other vast majority agreed that Atsumu and Bokuto were the best.Â
But the question here is, did you think the same?
âYou actually believe this crap?â He asked, actually sounding more hurt than he planned.Â
âKiyoomi, itâs just a TikTok. Of course, Iâll believe it.â You were obviously trying to make a joke, but still, the expression on his face showed pure disbelief. âIâm joking, jeez.â
âI know itâs a just TikTok, but I still want to know.â He sounded serious.Â
You sighed and rolled your eyes, perhaps thinking he was exaggerating, maybe he was, but he wasnât offended by the fact that someone made that video, there were probably hundreds just like it. It was the fact that you, of all people, seemed to agree with an assumption about him and his very private intimate life.Â
âKiyoomi, I just thought it was funny. Thatâs why I asked.â
âBut you didnât believe me when I told you I did.â
âI did believe you.â He narrowed his eyes, showing that he obviously didnât buy your words. âIâm not lying. I believed you, butâ I was just⌠shocked.â
âWhy?â
âItâs just thatâŚnever mind.â
âTell me.âÂ
You looked him in the eye for a few seconds before sighing heavily.
âYouâre⌠a little too special when it comes to cleanness andâ where you put your mouth, you know?â You werenât even looking him in the face, obviously nervous about the direction the conversation was taking. âIâm not judging you, we should all be careful where we put it. And, I just thought that⌠yeahâ You waved your hand as you finished, trying to play it down.Â
Kiyoomi couldnât blame you or others for thinking that, after all, that was the kind of reputation he built for himself. But, even when he didnât care what others thought about him, he always cared what you thought; for that reason alone, he wasnât going to let you walk away with the wrong idea about him.Â
âYes, we should. But now you know that I actually go down.â He said, and, simply because he had a good feeling, he added: âAnd Iâm pretty good at it, I can assure you.â
You scoffed. âAre you?â
âI am.â Confidence exuded in his voice, perhaps that was exactly why the next words came out of his mouth: âYou want proof?â
What happened next was a delight to his eyes.Â
You got fucking nervous, of course he noticed, you were his best friend after all. You widened your eyes, opened your mouth a couple of times in an attempt to say something but nothing came out. But what was a poem for him, was to see how you moved your hips slightly, in a movement that could have gone unnoticed if he hadn't paid all his attention to you.Â
You cleared your throat as you looked away from his gaze. âI have no desire to ask your previous flings how good you are down there or watch any pornographic videos of you, so no, thanks.â You folded your arms as you sat up straight, suddenly finding the movie interesting.Â
The room fell into silence, accompanied by a heavy tension that you two were obviously aware of.Â
This situation was actually kind of funny. Thanks to a fucking TikTok, he now had an opportunity in front of him that he had been waiting for a long time. An opportunity he was going to take.Â
âI wasnât referring to that kind of proof.â
Three minutes later, you were lying on the couch with your head resting on a pillow, your pants thrown aside on the floor and Kiyoomi between your legs, spreading kisses across your belly.Â
âThis is weird.â You said, maybe in an attempt to break the intimate silence that had formed where only your breaths and his kisses could be heard.Â
âIt is.â He agreed before lowering his lips to your inner thighs, where he surprised you with a light bite that made you gasp. âWe can stop if you want.â
You were quick to reply with a no and he smirked against your skin. Of course you didnât want to stop, neither did he. Both of you by this point were already immersed in lust, even though it had only been a few minutes of foreplay.
When he was desperately taking off your pants minutes ago, Kiyoomi debated whether to just go for it or take it slow.Â
But the moment he saw the longing in your eyes, how pretty you looked underneath him, he knew he would take his time. He didnât just want to prove something to you; he actually wanted to taste you, to make you squirm, to make you enjoy this as much as he would.Â
Gently caressing your thighs with both hands, he moved down until his mouth made contact with your pelvis, where he left another trail of kisses until he reached right where your clit was. Still above the fabric of your panties, he kissed you there, which was enough to elicit a moan of frustration from you.
âPlease, just do it.âÂ
He kissed the same spot again before smirking. âLet me just go get my facemask, canât do this without it.âÂ
His sudden joke made you burst into laughter which elicited a chuckle from him. âDonât kill the mood.â You said as you gave a small pat to his hand that squeezed your thigh.Â
He smiled and brought both of his hands to the waistband of your panties, pulling them down slowly. âAt this point thatâs impossible.â
âI know.â You muttered as you lifted your hips to let him remove the garment easily.Â
As quickly as the garment hit the floor, Kiyoomiâs eyes focused on the middle of your legs, you may not have noticed, but the mere sight of your pussy glistening with your arousal made him twice as hard as he already was.Â
âDonât stare.â You said, trying to close your legs as much as you could since Kiyoomi was in the way.
No, no, no. There was no way for you to hide from him now, or ever.Â
âWhy not? Youâre so fucking hot in all places.âÂ
Hearing his words, in an act of fluster, you brought both of your hands to cover your face, perhaps trying to hide how his praise made you feel. âYou think so?â
The question came out almost in a whisper, and in response, he took both of your hands, interlaced your fingers and placed them on the sides of your head with the purpose of looking you in the eyes.Â
âThereâs no day when I donât think that youâre hot,â He confessed, his voice deep and serious with the purpose of making you understand that he was not playing games. âNow that I just told you how crazy Iâm for you, open your legs and let me make you feel good.â
You nodded, and staring at him with desire in your eyes, you opened your legs wide open again until that part of your body that he wanted to devour more than anything else was once again fully at his mercy.
Kiyoomi let go your hands and he lowered his body until his stomach made contact with the soft cushion of the couch. Now in that position, he wrapped his arms around your thighs, squeezing the flesh eagerly before dipping his head into the middle of your legs.Â
âGod.â You sighed, jerking your hips upward in surprise.Â
He played slowly with his tongue, running it up and down before concentrating on sucking your clit.Â
He was hard as fuck. Maybe more than he had ever been in his life. He even felt his tip leaking and was almost certain that if he started grinding his hips against the cushion, he could come at any moment. But he would save that for later. Right now, he was getting drunk on your taste and the sound of your moans.Â
And fuck⌠those moans were heaven itself.Â
He lowered his mouth, right at your entrance, where he began to lick gathering more of your juices before he deepened his mouth against your clit, sucking harder, quickly realizing that you liked it by the movement of your hips and the loud whimper that came out of your mouth.Â
Kiyoomi was getting excited, even more so when he felt your hands stroking his head before pulling his curls, holding him closer to you, as if you were afraid he would break away, taking with him the pleasure you were feeling, but Kiyoomi wasnât willing to do that, right now what he wanted most was you coming as hard as you could in his mouth.Â
Hungry to increase your pleasure, he didnât think twice when he let go of one of your thighs to stick a finger inside you, thrusting it in and out a few times before slipping another one in and curving his fingers to reach that sensitive spot inside you.Â
âThere, oh god, there.â
He would give you whatever you wanted, so he focused there. Feeling lovesick at this point. Loving the way you sounded. Loving the way you pulled his hair. Loving the way your tight pussy squeezed his fingers.Â
He moved his tongue back down to your entrance at the same time he pulled his fingers out, but only to start circling them over your clit. This is where you put a hand over your mouth to keep from screaming, but Kiyoomi didnât want that, he wanted to hear you come undone for him, no matter if it woke up the neighbors. So with his free hand he took you by the wrist at the same time that he separated his mouth from your sex.
âDonât hold back those sounds, I want to hear you scream for me. Okay?â
You nodded. Too shocked to formulate words.Â
âGood girl.â He praised before placing a short kiss on your wrist, releasing it a second later to immediately return to seal his mouth with your wet pussy.Â
This time he put both hands behind your knees to spread your legs wider and pushed them against your chest, giving himself more room to continue devouring you, proud that you were no longer shy to scream with pleasure when he flicked his tongue, sucked and bit your pretty pussy.Â
âIâm close. Fuck! Donât stop, please.â
Kiyoomi wouldnât stop, he was sure of that.
It was a matter of seconds when started to came in your best friendâs mouth.Â
Kiyoomi kept licking, drinking up all your release until your legs began to shake from overstimulation.Â
He gave a peck to your clit before gently letting go of your legs, settling them slowly on the cushion. He caressed your thighs as he left kiss after kiss on your belly, helping you relax as you tried to control your breathing after such an intense experience.Â
You were lying there staring at the ceiling, your chest rising and falling rapidly. Perhaps processing everything that just happened, but Kiyoomi wouldnât give you time for regrets, not now, not ever. He moved on top of you, resting his forearms on either side of your head and looked down at you, connecting your gazes before asking with a cocky smile on his face, âAnd? How was it?â
You let out a chuckle and rolled your eyes playfully before answering, âI think TikTok and I owe you an apology.â You said as you wrapped your arms around his neck. âYouâre definitely not a zero.â
âIâll be happy with yours alone.â He said before lowering his face further until your noses brushed, âYour opinion is the only one I care about afterall.â He added before finally kissing you.
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NSFW drabble, Fem AFAB reader. Warnings: Slow burn, dirty talk, pet-play? (âá´â âż)
It is difficult to get him jealous, nearly impossible. Sylus is far too secure, it stemmed from his astute sense of self. After all, he's built everything from the ground up, crawled himself out of hell to get where he is now and woven wealth out of shadows. In every way and more, Sylus is the uncrowned king of the N109 zone, so a man that's so self made just cannot be thawed with insecurity.
Until ofcourse, you showed up.
Jealousy had always been something trivial for him, but around you it sneaked up so easily, it was alarming. Even the politest of smiles and the most innocent glances had him clenching his fists.
Most people would fidget under prying eyes, twiddling thumbs and shuffling when they feel people's gazes. But nothing really bothered Sylus. He never felt the urge to act a certain way in the presence of others, he was too used to having the gazes on him. Unfortunately nowadays, the gazes seemed to shift past his form, pinning on someone he had on his arm. All of a sudden he was hyper aware of everything. He would find himself slipping an arm around your waist, tugging you closer to whisper in your ear and pressing a ghost of a kiss against the nape of your neck. You were his, and the prying eyes had to know that.
That man is too proud to actually admit that he is jealous. He tries to play it off, his arrogant smile not faltering for a second, disliking how he's letting his emotions get the better of him. And he knows it's no fault of his beloved, so he tries to find other ways to channel those... urges.
You would think he'd have you kneeling immediately but Sylus' jealousy isn't harsh on you. Its all pearls and silk. This time it started with a gift.
His gift stands to true to the way he usually addresses you. It's fancy, and frilly, with a golden bell seemingly sewn into it. Yup. The more you look at it, the more it looks like a fucking cat collar.
The collar is crafted from lace and it sits delicately against your skin. The bell jingles as he pulls you closer, tracing the lovely pattern with his fingers. The touch is harmless but it still sends shivers down your spine.
"It suites you kitten." He hums. His fingers glide under your jaw, turning your face ever so lightly to press a kiss on the corner of your mouth. His scent crawls over you, grazing your skin as if its ghosting over your soul. He seems drained of his usual impatience, practically purring as he peeled each item of clothing leisurely, lips barely touching your skin.
It pins you in the moment, forcing you to feel the ebbing need as each second passes by. Its torturous how he touches you then, featherlight kisses over your skin, and praises that have you blushing under him. He knows how to please you so well, but he teases you too much fingers never pressing down hard enough, only glazing off your sensitive parts.
By the times he's done, he only left the collar on you.
His fingers trailed down your stomach, "Maybe i should have gotten you kitty-ears and a tail too. What now? you're squeezing your pussy at just me saying that?" He says, his tone makes you squeeze your legs together, his cranberry eyes drink up your bare frame. The gaze itself felt smiting, the imprint of his cock straining his trousers painfully taunt.Â
But every time you fingers reach to slide up his cock, he just peels your fingers away, clicking his tongue, "Don't make me pin you down with my evol, sweetie. You don't get to touch me today."Â Â
It was just too much, it has you griding your raw cunt against his clothed bulge, as you plead him to fuck you. To let you cum on his fingers or mouth, but he wasn't giving you that privilege today. Within moments he has his evolve pressing your wrists into the bed as he drags his veiny cock along your folds, the swollen tip rubbing up against your clit in a pang of momentary pleasure before he drew back again. It builds your pleasure painfully close to your release, only to pull away entirely later.Â
It makes you whine, buckling your hips back for more friction. Even though he had even traded his usual filth for overbearing praises, they somehow sounded even dirtier than usual. When he finally gave in to you, he wants you finishing on his cock with your cute collar jingling with every stroke.
It is difficult to get him jealous, nearly impossible. But when he does, he finds his salvation in way you desperately beg for him, fisting his hair as he drags his tongue over your folds, in all the times the act is breathless and needy and in how hard your walls grip him as he fucks into you. As he sees you sprawled for him, juices dripping down on his silk sheets eyeing him with that overstimulated lovesick gaze, so fucked out but still begging him to fill you up again, his jealousy is finally satiated.Â
Not to mention he'd love if you pick out a matching dog collar for him later, something with spikes that spells his name out in diamonds.
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A bit mushy - Lewis Hamilton
Let's see how Lewis and his wife do in a Couple's Interview.
pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Reader!
warnings: none
wordcount: +3k
a/n: Fun and light Lewis for the win, again thanks a million times to @greedyjudge2 for the idea and for some of the questions, I know I don't usually write carefree Lewis but it's my favorite â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
As always, I'm open for feedback, come say hi!
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The room was buzzingâcameras being adjusted, light stands tweaked and a handful of crew members chatting as they waited for everything to come together.
Lewis sat comfortably on the low-slung, cushy armchair beside his wife, his hand resting casually on the back of her seat tracing lazy circles on her back. They looked impossibly relaxed, as if the cameras were invisible, and this was just another day at home.
The director, a laid-back guy with a coffee stain on his jeans and a clipboard that looked way too serious for the vibe of the shoot, strolled over.
He was juggling his phone and an energy drink, clearly a man trying to keep his cool while wrangling two of the most charismatic people in motorsports.
âOkay, so this should be easyâ he started, his voice overly casual like he almost didnât want to disturb the coupleâs chemistry âNo serious stuff. No PR-approved answers. Weâre here for the real deal. Just answering a few questions about each other, nothing too scandalous. Think... fun, but, yâknow, juicy enough to make people smile.â
Lewisâs wife, legs crossed and leaning slightly into her husbandâs space, raised an eyebrow. âDefine juicyâ a sly smile tugging at her lips.
The director chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. âYou know, like... light-hearted scandal. Stuff people donât already know. Maybe embarrass him a littleâ" he motioned to Lewisâ"but in a cute way.â
Lewis shot the director a mock glare âRight, you donât really need to ask her thatâ he said, his voice dripping with good-humored sarcasm.
His wife snorted, turning to face him with a grin. âPromise not to dig too deep. Unless weâre talking about those sneakers you wore to the beach...â
Lewis groaned, tilting his head back dramatically. âNot the beach sneakers again! One time and Iâm branded for life.â
The crew around them snickered, and even the sound guy adjusted his headphones to cover a grin.
There was something about the way they bickered that had the whole room leaning in, as if everyone was witnessing the most intimate, casual conversation between two people who just fit.
The director, fully entertained, motioned to the cameraman to get ready. âAlright, alright. Letâs save the good stuff for the shoot. Remember, itâs just you two being yourselves. No need to put on a show.â
His wife reached over and squeezed Lewisâs hand. âNo promises.â
As they shared a quiet laugh, the subtle touches and glances between them were enough to make anyone nearby smile. There was no need for grand gesturesâthe way they leaned into each other, how their conversations flowed effortlessly, said more than any scripted moment ever could.
They had that kind of love that made everyone else feel like they were in on something out of ordinary, just by watching.
The cameras zoomed in slowly as the couple got comfortable in their seats. Lewis leaned back, his arm still slung casually around his wifeâs chair, his body slight angled so he could face her better, and she tucked one leg underneath her, turning toward him like she always did when they were in the middle of one of their many quiet conversations.
Except this wasnât quite so quiet. The cameras were rolling now, and the world was about to get a glimpse into how they were with each other.
The director's voice came through, just loud enough to hear but never intrusive.
âAlright, letâs get this rolling. What embarrassing fashion trend did you take part in?â
Lewis immediately leaned forward, rubbing his hands together as if he was preparing for battle. âIâll own this one. Bandanas. Wore them with everything back in the day. Thought I was some kind of rockstar or something.â
She tilted her head, eyebrows shooting up. âBandanas?â she asked, feigning surprise. Her eyes glimmered with mischief, and she leaned closer, as if letting the audience in on a secret. âYou sure it wasnât the Timberlands?â
Lewis threw his head back with a groan, already knowing where this was headed. âNot the Timbs,â he mumbled, shaking his head like he was in actual pain.
âYeah, the Timbsâ she said, fully grinning now. âLet me remind you, you used to wear them with everything. Jeans, tracksuits, shorts, suitsââ
Lewis raised a hand, stopping her, though there was a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. âI still stand by those, alright? I donât care what anyone says. Timbs are timeless.â
She rolled her eyes playfully, patting his leg. âSure, babe. Whatever helps you sleep at night.â
The banter between them came so naturally, it was easy to forget there were cameras pointed right at them. The crew standing around had mostly stopped what they were doing, some watching the couple with amused smirks, others clearly touched by how playful yet undeniably affectionate they were towards each other.
âOkay, next question: What first attracted you to each other?â
Lewisâs wife leaned back, narrowing her eyes like she was trying to come up with something profound. âHis sense of style,â she deadpanned, lips twitching as she fought back a grin.
Lewis blinked, his head cocked to the side. âSeriously? You were just attacking my Timbs? That guyâs sense of style?â
For a moment, she held her ground, lips pursed in mock-seriousness. But after a few seconds of staring at himâhis bewildered look, the way he was just waiting for her to crackâshe broke. Her laugh wasnât exactly loud but it filled the room.
âOkay, fine!â She reached out, her hand landing on his thigh, fingers curling into the fabric of his pants. âIt was your eyes.â
Lewisâs eyebrows shot up as he gave her a soft smile. He just stared at her, thrown off by her sudden honesty.
She smiled, her gaze softening too as she looked at him. âTheyâre intense, you know? Like you see things really deeply. The way you look at the world... itâs impossible not to notice.â
Lewis was quiet for a beat, his usual witty retorts momentarily forgotten. His hand moved instinctively to cover hers on his leg, squeezing it gently. âWell, damnâ he finally said, his voice quieter than before, almost reverent.
The room around them seemed to still. There was something about the way they looked at each other that made it feel like they were the only ones there, like everyone else had faded away.
âNext oneââOn what occasion have you lied to me?ââ
Lewisâs eyes went wide, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he glanced at his wife. âUh⌠Remember when I blamed Roscoe for loosing up your house shoes?â
Her mouth dropped open as she stared at him in disbelief. âNo. Youâre telling me you wore my house shoes, Lewis?!â
He winced, trying to play it cool. âI mean⌠It was just that one time! They looked comfy, and my feet were cold. I didnât think youâd notice.â
âOh, I noticed,â she said, crossing her arms. âI just thought Roscoe had lied on them, not that your big feet had wrecked them!â
The crew chuckled, sensing the playful tension building between them.
âRoscoe was the perfect scapegoatâŚâ Lewis defended himself.
âMy poor babyâ she sighed dramatically, shaking her head. âYou threw him under the bus!â
âHe didnât seem to mind,â Lewis replied with a smirk, leaning closer to her, his tone turning softer. âBut hey, I bought you new onesâ
She raised a brow, clearly amused but still pretending to be serious.
âHave I ever made you jealous?â
Lewis leaned back, arms crossed over his chest, a playful smirk creeping across his face as he quipped in before she could. âShe has, yes.â
His wifeâs eyebrows shot up in surprise. âOh? When exactly?â
He didnât answer immediately, taking his time like he always did when he wanted to build up the suspense. She leaned in; her curiosity evident in the way her lips quirked. âCome on, give me the details.â
Lewis shook his head, clearly amused. âThe silver dressâ he said, voice low.
For a second, she didnât react, clearly trying to place the memory. Then, like a lightbulb flicking on, her eyes widened in recognition. âOhhh, that night!â
Her laughter exploded from her, loud and sudden, catching even the crew off guard. She leaned back in her chair, clutching her stomach slightly as she laughed, while Lewis sat there, arms still crossed, trying his best to look annoyed but clearly failing.
âThat night was somethingâ she said between laughs, her eyes shimmering with tears of amusement.
Lewis sighed, shaking his head. âIâm glad you think it was so funny.â
âOh, babe, you were so grumpyâ she teased, nudging him with her foot.
Lewis didnât respond immediately. Instead, he just looked at her with that mix of exasperation and fondness that made it clear that, no matter what she did, she was always going to get away with it.
âWhatâs a song that reminds you of each other?â
This time, she didnât even hesitate. âA Life Like This by Nao.â
Lewisâs face softened immediately. âWhy that one?â
She smiled, but it wasnât her usual teasing grin. This one was softer, more intimate. âBecause... before you, I was just going through life, you know? Things were just happening, and I wasnât really... present. Then you came along, and it was like everything shifted. It was like my Saturn return was finally over, and I could just... breathe.â
For a moment, Lewis said nothing. His face betrayed himâno amount of his typical coolness could hide the way her words hit him.
He leaned forward slightly, his hand brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. âYouâre really gonna get me emotional, huh?â he murmured, his voice so low only she and the mic could pick up on his voice.
She just smiled; her eyes full of love. âThatâs the plan.â
The crew exchanged looks and quiet smiles. It was impossible not to feel the connection between them, like they were watching something precious unfold right in front of them.
âWhatâs something you wish you did more often?â
Lewis leaned back, thinking for a moment. âLazy mornings.â
She smiled, nodding. âYeah?â
âYeahâ he said softly, his eyes on her. âNo alarms, no schedules, no meetings. Just us. Laying in bed, talking, laughing... not worrying about what we have to do next.â
She nodded again, her smile turning wistful. âYeah.â
Their eyes met, and once again, the room seemed to shrink around them, leaving just the two of them in their little bubble.
âOkay love birds, next up âWhat is the most treasured possession that the other has given you?ââ
She paused, tapping her chin as if she really had to think about it, though the answer was clearly already on her mind. âThe necklace you gave me on our third date.â
The director blinked, looking between them. âThird date?â
âOh yeahâ she nodded, leaning back in her chair, eyes sparkling as she shot Lewis a teasing look. âHe was whipped by then.â
Lewis rolled his eyes, though a smile tugged at his lips. âYou make it sound like I was proposing marriage.â
âYou werenât far off, thoughâ she teased, reaching for the necklace hanging delicately around her neck. âHe gave me this beautiful pendant, that he designed himself, by the way, and I remember thinking, âOkay, this guy is serious.ââ
Lewis chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. âI knew what I wanted.â
âThat you didâ she teased, nudging him with her elbow.
âYeahâ he grinned. âNo point in playing games.â
She looked down at the necklace again, her voice softening. âItâs not just the necklace though. Itâs what it represented. He was showing me he wasnât just there for funâhe was there for real.â
Lewis met her gaze, his smile quieter now, filled with affection. âI meant it then, and I mean it now.â
âWhen did you first know that you were in love?â
This time, she was the one to hesitate, a mischievous glint in her eye. âIn love with whom?â she asked, biting her lip to keep from laughing.
Lewis groaned, leaning forward and pinching the bridge of his nose. âOh, donât start.â
She giggled, clearly enjoying every second of his exasperation. âI knew I loved you when we went through about a dozen paint stores in Milan looking for the perfect shade of gold for that painting.â
Lewis raised an eyebrow, intrigued. âOh, didnât remember that.â
âYeah,â she said softly. âI couldâve just mixed the colors myself and gotten something close. But you were so invested in finding the exact match that I just... I kept going. And I knew it then. I knew I loved you because you cared about the little things, the details that most people would overlook.â
Lewis stared at her; his face unreadable. Then, slowly, he smiledâa soft, genuine smile that seemed to melt the room around them.
âWhatâs your favorite memory of the two of you?â
Lewis leaned back, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. âThat time we missed the flight in Paris.â
She let out a groan, breaking the feeling in the room, she already knew where this story was headed. âNooo, not that!â
âYep,â Lewis said with a smile. âSo we were in Paris, right? And someoneââ he pointed at her playfully, ââwas absolutely convinced that the subway would get us to the airport faster than any car could.â
âIt wouldâve!â she protested, already laughing. âThe traffic was insane!â
âYeah sureâ he replied, his eyes twinkling with mischief. âSo there we were, dragging our bumps through the subway stations, hopping from one line to the next. Every station was like a maze, and we were so lost. I kept telling you, âLetâs just get a cab,â but nooo, you were determined.â
She shook her head, smiling. âIt was an adventure!â
âIt was chaos and we missed the flight by hoursâ Lewis corrected, his voice teasing but fond.
âBut honestly? Itâs one of my favorite memories. You were so carefree, so determined, so in the present. We were lost in Paris but we werenât lost within ourselves.â
Her smile softened, her eyes holding his for a long moment. âYou never told me that was your favorite memory.â
âYeahâ he said quietly, his voice more sincere now. âI felt like we could just... slow down. Be present. No pressure, no expectations. Just you and me.â
For a moment, they were silent, the weight of his words settling between them. The room around them was so still that the soft hum of the cameras was the only sound. The crew watched them closely, as if holding their collective breath.
She leaned over, resting her head on his shoulder, and whispered just loud enough for the microphones to catch âI think thatâs my favorite memory now, too.â
Lewis smiled, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head, and for a few seconds, it was like the cameras werenât even there. It was just them, lost in a shared memory, a world of their own.
The director, sensing the intimacy of the moment, cleared his throat gently.
âAlright, now to wrap this up âWhen can we expect little Hamiltons running around?â
Both Lewis and his wife exchanged quick glances, and almost in unison, they burst out laughingâonly this time, their laughter had a bit of an edge, like they knew something the room didnât.
Lewis leaned back in his chair, rubbing his hands together. âOoooh, good one.â
âYou had to go there, didnât you?â she added, her eyes wide with exaggerated innocence. âReal smooth.â
The crew, sensing the couple was playing coy, leaned in just a bit, waiting for a juicy response. But instead, Lewis leaned forward, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret. âWell, you never know, right?â
His wife smirked, glancing at him sideways, playing along. âWhen you least expect itâ
The director, not quite satisfied, pressed on. âAny plans in the near future?â
âOh, besides, like, tomorrowâs plans?â she quipped, keeping the teasing energy alive.
Lewis chimed in again, grinning like a Cheshire cat. âWeâve got a lot of plans. Travel, Roscoeâs bath timeâŚâ
The director chuckled, shaking his head. âDodging the question, I see.â
Lewis gave a knowing look to the camera, adding one final, cryptic comment. âWeâll let you know when it happens... maybe.â
And with that, they both smiled at the cameras, their laughter filling the air as the director called âcutâ for the final time.
The room gradually came back to life, the hum of equipment being packed up and crew members chatting quietly filling the air. The couple stayed seated, though, still caught in the gentle pull of their shared moment, almost unaware of the bustling scene around them.
Lewis exhaled slowly, his shoulders relaxing as he glanced at his wife, his arm instinctively pulling her a little closer. She smiled, still leaning into him, her head resting against his shoulder, fingers absentmindedly playing with his fingers.
âThat was a bit mushy, wasnât it?â she murmured, a teasing lilt to her voice, though there was warmth in her eyes as she gazed up at him.
Lewis smirked, brushing his thumb gently against her arm. âJust a little. But you started it.â
She chuckled softly, nuzzling into his shoulder. âTouâre not usually one for getting all sentimental on camera.â
He shrugged lightly, but there was no real defensiveness in his posture.
She smiled, her heart swelling at the softness in his gestures. âGood. I like you better that way.â
She sighed softly, sitting up a little and stretching her arms out with a satisfied groan. âPeople are going to think weâre a pair of softies.â
Lewis chuckled, the sound low and rumbling in his chest. âLet them.â
She smiled, sitting back in her chair and looking at him with a tenderness that only deepened as she reached out, her hand cupping his cheek for a brief moment. âI guess itâs not the worst thing to be.â
He leaned into her touch, his eyes closing briefly before he opened them and looked straight at her. âNah, itâs not.â
Unbeknownst to them, the cameras were still rollingâjust a little, a behind-the-scenes shot meant to capture those moments of candidness. The crew tried to keep their distance, giving the couple their space, but every now and then, someone would glance over, a quiet smile tugging at their lips. There was something undeniably magnetic about Lewis and his wife, the way they moved around each other, the way they fit together.
Without thinking, he stood up and extended a hand to her, pulling her up from her seat. As she stood, she let out a small laugh, one that was soft and filled with affection. But before she could fully straighten up, Lewis slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his chest in a gentle, protective embrace.
For a second, she stiffenedâmore out of surprise than anythingâbut then she melted into him, wrapping her arms around his neck. It was a simple gesture, nothing extravagant, but in that moment, it was everything.
âAlright, lover boyâ she murmured, her voice laced with contentment. âWhatâs all this about?â
âJust holding youâ he replied simply, his voice low and soothing, the kind of tone he used when it was just the two of them, no audience, no pressure. âFeels like we havenât had a minute to ourselves in forever.â
She smiled as she found her place on the crock of his neck, her fingers absently tracing circles on the back of his neck âYouâll get them,â she promised quietly. âWeâll make time.â
Eventually, Lewis pulled back slightly, just enough to look down at her, his eyes twinkling with mischief. âYou know,â he started, his tone teasing âabout those Timbs.â
She groaned, playfully swatting at his chest. âI thought we agreed to leave the Timbs in the past.â
âI never agreed to thatâ he grinned, tightening his arms around her playfully. âIâm still rocking them, remember?â
She rolled her eyes, but the smile on her face betrayed her. âWell, at least one of us has evolved.â
He laughed, pressing a soft kiss to her head. âMaybe. But you love me anyway.â
âI do,â she said softly, the sincerity of the words wrapping around them both like a warm blanket. âI really do.â
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Controversial younger s/o things
Slight mentions of like one nsfw thing, especially for Stanley, itâs not much but still I thought I should say.
Ford worries that heâs far too old for you, but yet is unable to keep his distance from you when you spent every waking moment at the shack with Soos, Wendy, Dipper and Mabel.
He feels like a perv whenever he lets his gaze linger a little too long on you for it to be platonic, yet he could never bring himself to look away as you had him bewitched mind, body and soul for all he knew and he didnât mind it, even if it did mean he lost sleep dreaming about you being his youthful spouse who often stole his turtlenecks just to get his attention.
He thinks you could be better off with someone your own age, and yet despite believing this, Ford canât help but harbour this mentality that he could treat you far, far better then anyone your own age. Heâd worship the ground you walk on, treat you with respect, dignity and trust.
Youâd probably be brought down to the lab quite often per his request. Ford claims he needs your opinion on something but the moment your down there, youâre making out with your back pressed against his workbench as his hands remained above your waist; maybe teasingly trailing to your thighs but still heâs a respective gentleman towards you forever and always.
There the moments you gladly wait all day for moments like these as you got to feel just how badly Ford wanted you in more ways then one ;)
You make out in his bed too but thatâs only if you couldnât make it to the lab, so Ford makes sure to lock the door when you do, for privacy and such.
Thereâs multiple entries about you and Fordâs conflicted feelings towards you followed with sketches of you looking the most beautiful heâs ever seen you. Seeing you be great and supportive with dipper and Mabel defiantly awakens something in him that he later puts down in the journal.
Will loose it if he ever saw you in his turtleneck, heâs not gods strongest soldier in their regards as heâs more then happy to get on his knees for you right then and there. You in his turtleneck is his secrete fantasy and to see it become reality is enough for this man to believe that there is a heaven.
Stanley feels that you deserve better then him
the girdle stays off! You donât give a fuck, the girdle stays off and you will fucking hide it from him, much to his dismay but you love his tummy so, so so much!
Heated make outs in el Diablo while on road trips just the two of you at night.
Spoils you rotten however he could in meaningful ways, kinda feels sad that he canât do more for you like you deserved but you didnât care as you pepper his face with kisses and reassurance that heâs more then enough for you.
Probs gets jealous of you talking to other older men that has deeper pockets, but is smug as fuck the moment you came back to him with wads of their money in your hands as he pulls you in close by the waist and kisses you firmly on the lips saying, âthatâs my girl/boy/ spouse.â
You will get love bites from him for making him jealous but also for making him so proud of his gorgeous/handsome/ beautiful spouse. You wear them with pride as you know no one else can elicit the same feeling as Stan did and heâd show off his own love bites with pride as heâs shameless and wants to show that heâs more then taken.
Does get moments of insecurity about your age gap but with a few words of reassurances, kisses and caresses to his body and heâs more than back to being confident of your relationship.
Stan wants you to sit on his lap all of the time, no excuses youâre on his lap and he gets the prettiest view of his unbearably cute spouse as his large hand rubs your thighs, getting progressively closer as to where you needed him most. ;)
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Hat Guy's ASMR Commissions: S Tier | [Scaramouche/Wanderer x Reader]
Summary: Subject: Your Commission For [Guided Masturbation Audio - 30 minute session] In which your asshole best friends order a commission from your favorite ASMR artist, and it's a lot more NSFW than you were expecting. "From this moment on, youâre going to follow my directions. Iâd say âif you fail to, youâll be punishedâ but we both know youâre probably just another people pleaser who will do whatever I say, as long as you know it will make me happy. But fair warningâI wonât be happy until youâre so fucked out you canât speak a coherent word.â Content: Smut, Guided Masturbation, Toy Use, Name Calling, Degradation/Humiliation, fem!reader Word Count: 6.5k Note: this is kind of an untraditional smut, so just keep that in mind lol
âSweetheartâŚyou really need to find some way to relax.â
âI agree. If you donât release your tension, itâll do a number on your health.â
You really appreciate Lisa and Yae being so concerned for you, butâŚ
âI know. Itâs justâŚnot that easy for me.â
By now, in theory, you should have figured out some better coping mechanisms and ways to destress, but alas.
Taking a book from the return bin, Lisa scans it, and then places it onto the go-back cart.
âWell, have you tried getting off?â
Her suggestion makes you jerk, your head swiveling as you glance around the library to see if anyone nearby has overheard. At your side, Yae giggles.
âCalm downâŚfinals have just ended. No one is in the library anymoreâtheyâre out partying.â
You sigh.Â
You suppose sheâs right. The only reason you three are here is because Lisa is working the closing shift, and because Yae had insisted that you come along to the library with her to keep Lisa company.
âTraditional porn, a good adult novel, ASMRâall would be good options,â Lisa continues.
âIâm not really into porn right now, and I donât think I have the bandwidth to focus on a book,â you say, resting your cheek in your palm. âAs for ASMRâŚIâm not a big fan. Iâve really only discovered one creator that I likeâŚâ
âOh?âÂ
Now that piques their interest.Â
âWhatâs their name?â
âHe goes by âHat Guyâ on twitter,â you tell them. âHe mostly justâŚposts audio responses to dumb takes, or makes ASMR mocking other ASMR trends, but his voice is nice, and he has a small fan baseâŚdespite him kind of being a little shit.â
âHow cute,â Lisa laughs while Yae pulls out her phone.
âWell, thenâŚsince it sounds like he doesnât have any relaxing content, maybe you should just go home and take a nice bath. Did you ever use that bath bomb I got you for your birthday?â
âNo,â you mumble sheepishly. At your side, Yae taps your knee.
âLisa is right. Go home and have a bath. Iâll keep her company until sheâs done.â
You raise your eyebrows in surprise.
âAre you sureâŚ? I just got here like half an hour ago and now you want me to go home?â
âI just think some âyouâ time would be good,â she tells you with a smile. You pout your lips, but ultimately decide thatâŚmaybe sheâs right.
âFine, Iâll head home and rest, then.â
âGood girl,â Yae responds, patting your ass when you bend over to grab your backpack. You narrow your eyes at her, but arenât truly mad.
âBe careful on your walk home~,â Lisa says as you start towards the exit. You wave at them both over your shoulder, and then leave the building.
A few seconds after your departure, Lisa turns to Yae.
âAlright, what did you find that you didnât want Y/N to know about?â
Yae grins, loving that Lisa has already caught on.
âLookââ
She gets up from her seat and leans over to show Lisa her phone screen.
âI found Hat Guyâs twitter and saw that heâs accepting commissions, and look at one of the options~â
She points to something, and Lisaâs eyes hurriedly scan the text in front of her.Â
When she has finished reading, she grins.
âOh, myâŚwell, thatâs certainly tempting.â
âI was thinking maybe we can give it to Y/N as a⌠âyou survived finals! Use this to relaxâ type present. Since sheâs always doing thoughtful things for us when weâre swamped.â
Lisa smiles, putting a thoughtful finger to her lips.
âI agree. Sheâs brought us so many cups of tea over the last few months. Itâs the least we can do.â
âGood,â Yae says with a nod, immediately clicking on the commission link.
âShe deserves a littleâŚfun.â
Between the end of the previous semester, and the start of the new one, your University has generously given you a long weekend.Â
4 days, to be exact.Â
Most of this long weekend you spend doing the chores youâve put off, and working a few shifts at your job.Â
Itâs only by some grace that you end up with Sunday off. One final day to try and relax before classes begin tomorrowâŚ
You do your best to make the most of itâmindlessly scrolling tiktok, folding some clothes, debating if you should order food out, and ultimately deciding against it, since you just went grocery shoppingâŚ
All in all, itâs a pretty mundane day.
âŚat least, until the icon for your email app appears at the top of your phone screen, and you swipe down the notification to see the title:
Subject: Your Commission For [Guided Masturbation Audio - 30 minute session]
Immediately, you freeze.
Surely, this is a spam email thatâs somehow made it through the cracks. Because you definitely havenât ordered such a thing.
Yet, despite your doubts at the validity of the email, you still click on itâwanting to read the contents before banishing it to your spam folder.
Dear Recipient,
Attached to this email is an mp3 file available for you to download. This file was requested and paid for by âFox and Witchâ, and is being sent to you directly at their request.
Please do not distribute this anywhere else on social media, as this is my copyrighted content.
If there is any issue with the quality of the file, please let me know.
Have fun.
-Hat Guy
Note:
Toys Needed = Dildo, Clitoral Vibrator or Wand
âŚyou must have knocked your head on something earlier and are currently hallucinating.
Because there is NO WAY thereâs an email from HAT GUY in your inbox. And that said email is forâŚforâŚ
Well, you remember seeing a link on his profile about commissions, but youâd never clicked on it to see more than that. Thereâs no chance heâs out here telling people how to get off, though, rightâŚ?
With a warm face, you scan the email again. And then a third time.
You can only assume âFox and Witchâ are Yae and Lisa. And you did just tell them that you like Hat Guyâs contentâŚ
You bite your lip, staring at the mp3 file.Â
Thereâs just no wayâŚ
Hesitantly, you click on it.
âHmph. You must be really desperate if your friends were willing to pay for a half hour of my time. Most people are satisfied with 10-15 minutes, but noâŚthey knew youâd need longer than that.â
OhâŚfuck.Â
Something in your tummy flips.
Thatâs him, alright.
Youâve never heard him talk like that before, but itâs definitely himâŚyou could never mistake that haughty, belittling tone.
Your tongue darts out to wet your lips, your gaze once again finding the title of the email.
Guided Masturbation.
If youâre not wrong, that means if you hit play, and keep listening, itâll probably be a lot of Hat Guy telling you what to doâŚhow to touch yourself.
Just thinking about such a thing makes more blood rush to your headâembarrassment blooming in your chest.
Sure, the idea of him bossing you around isnât exactly unappealing. Youâre sure heâd beâŚless than nice, and maybe even a little sadistic, and perhaps call you a few rude names, butâ
You groan and place your phone face down on the table beside you.
âNope, I canâtâIââ
Standing up from your couch, you trudge into your kitchen.
Itâs dinner timeâyou need to make dinner.
You try to keep your thoughts from straying to your temporarily abandoned phone, and the email thatâs sitting in your inboxâbut itâs literally impossible.
Still, you manage to cook yourself a meal, and even partake in a little alcoholic drink. (Just because youâre treating yourself, and definitely not because you want to ease your nerves a bit.)
Once youâve finished eating, you clean all your dishes, and then return to the couch. Your gaze strays to your phone, but you donât pick it upâinstead deciding to grab the TV remote.
You make it approximately 25 minutes into a movie before you canât take it anymore.
Hitting the pause button, you throw the remote on the couch beside you and then snatch up your phoneâalighting from the couch.
You grab your headphones on the way to your bedroom, and pop them into your ears only after youâve gathered your dildo and vibrator.
Maybe this audio wonât be as hot as youâre assuming, and youâll end up not wanting to touch yourself, butâŚbetter to have everything prepared just in case, right?
Taking a deep breath, you hit play.
The track restarts from the beginning.Â
âHmph. You must be really desperate if your friends were willing to pay for a half hour of my time. Most people are satisfied with 10-15 minutes, but noâŚthey knew youâd need longer than that.â
âI also hear youâre quite the little masochistâbut I could have assumed that, considering itâs me that youâre soaking your panties over. Just another slut who wants to be bullied, huh.â
You huff at his words, glaring at your phone screen.Â
Did Lisa and Yae tell him your kinks or something?? Those bitches.
âWell, youâre in luck, because from this moment on, youâre going to follow my directions. Iâd say âif you fail to, youâll be punishedâ but we both know youâre probably just another people pleaser who will do whatever I say, as long as you know it will make me happy.â
Dammit, why is he rightâ
âBut fair warningâI wonât be happy until youâre so fucked out you canât speak a coherent word.â
With a shaking finger, you pause the audio.
You hate to admit it, but his wordsâthe way heâs speaking to youâis already making you wet.Â
You really, truly want him to bully you, and use you like a little toy.
So, guess that means youâre doing this.
Throwing any caution and shame to the wind, you hit the play button again.Â
âNowâŚwhere to begin? I always like to start with an inspection. Take off your clothes, but leave your panties on. Iâm not going to bid your needy pussy any attention just yet.â
You obediently do as he says, stripping yourself of your clothing until youâre left only in your panties.
âItâs unfortunate Iâm not there to survey those titties in person, so youâll just have to feel them up for me. Go ahead and grope yourself. Take a minute and massage your chestâŚI want to see if youâll get wet from that alone. Although, youâre probably wet already just from my voice, arenât you, slut?â
You click your tongue at that last part, (hating that heâs right), but nonetheless bring your hands to your chest.Â
You cup your titties, and begin squeezing themâfeeling the soft flesh beneath your fingers.Â
âGood, keep goingâsqueeze a little harder now. AhâŚI bet your nipples want to be touched, huh? Start teasing them, thenâjust enough to get them hard. Iâll give you 10 secondsâthat should be enough.â
For some reason, the challenge of accomplishing a task within a certain time limit makes your pussy throb, and very quickly, you move your pointer fingers over your nipplesârubbing them lightly, and coaxing them to a peak.Â
Youâre ashamed to admit it, but they manage to get hard in the 10 second pause he gives youâŚ
âWow, look at thatâŚwhat greedy titties you haveâresponding as I say, eager to be played with. Pinch your nipples and roll them between your fingers. Find the motion that feels best, and do it over and over again, until I tell you to stop.â
Resting your breasts in your palms, you pinch your nipples between your fingersârolling and tugging them.Â
Your eyes flutter shut as you touch yourself, each purposeful little tweak of your nipples causing your spine to twitch, and your pussy to clench.
Itâs been too long since youâve touched yourself like thisâŚ
By the time Hat Guyâs voice fills your ears once more, your nipples have started to get sore.
âOkay, stop there. I bet your cunt has started quivering, but I hope you know itâll still be a while before I give you the chance to cumâŚunless, you somehow managed to orgasm from playing with just your titties? If thatâs the case, congratulations! Youâre the most needy and pathetic whore Iâve played with. So pathetic that Iâll give you a pass, and wonât even punish you for cumming without permission.â
The thought of being able to cum from nipple play alone makes you feel even more aroused, much to your chagrinâ
âNow, letâs inspect that dirty pussy of yours. Spread your legs, and pull your panties down to your knees. I want you to stare at the crotch of your panties and feel ashamed at the wet spot I know is there.â
Taking a deep breath, you hook your fingers around your panties and tug them down your thighs.
As you spread your feet apart, you end up staring at the crotch of your pantiesâyour lips pressing together when you notice there is, indeed, a very noticeable wet spot.
âNext, bend over. As low as you can go, with your legs still apart. I want to see everything.â
Locking your fingers together, you hesitate for a brief second before you bend overâfeeling a strain in your leg muscles as you hit the point where you canât bend anymore.
In this position, you know that youâre on full display.
âLook at you, presenting yourself to meâŚyou really donât have any shame, do you? If I were there, Iâd be grabbing you and forcing you open wider, but since Iâm not, you can do it for me! Grab your ass cheeks with both hands, and spread.â
Breathing a little shakily, you do your best to reach behind you and spread yourself. You feel your asshole clench as you do so, and the involuntary action maddens you, considering Hat Guyâs next words areâ
âSuch a tight little holeâŚI bet itâs twitching.âÂ
âIs it nervous, or hoping for an intrusion? Either way, anal is not the objective of todayâs session, so letâs move back to your pussy. Go ahead and spread your folds with your hand. You have permission to bend over with your chest to your bed, if you feel your blood rushing to your head from bending down so low. And if you're not by your bedâŚwhere the fuck are you listening to this audio? In your car, or a bathroom stall? Pervert.â
That little quip at the end makes you smile, even as you stand up and move yourself to your bed.
You find it a little endearing how heâs bossing you around, but still managing to be somewhat considerate. You suppose maybe there is more to him than just being a brat on the internet.
Anywayâ
Reaching one hand back between your legs, you slide your fingers between the folds of your pussy and spread themâopening yourself up as if he were there to inspect you.
âNow, rub your fingers at your entranceâfeel how slick youâve gottenâŚhonestly, you should feel ashamed. Getting so wet for a no-face internet stranger.â
Sure, your panties were a little wet, but that doesnât meanâ
You move your fingers to your entranceâfreezing at the amount of sticky arousal you feel.Â
You...honestly canât remember the last time youâve gotten this wet.
âSmear the slick around your pussy, and make sure to get your clit. Thatâs where weâre headed next.â
You do as he says, perhaps a smidge overly excited that you now seem to be entering the main course.
As your fingers ghost over your clit, your pussy shudders.
âBet you just clenched in excitement, huh?â
How does he fucking knowâ?!
âI'll be nice and will let you use two fingers. Press the pads of your fingers to your clit, and start making circular motions. Slow. 1âŚ2âŚ3âŚjust like that.â
Breathing deep, you begin rubbing your clit with your fingersârepeating his count in your head, and following his pace.Â
With each pass of your fingers, your walls squeeze tighter.
âYou probably want to rush, or grind your hips on your fingersâŚbut you shouldn't be acting so desperate just yet, so be a good girl and keep going.â
Huffing, you obey his command,
He goes silent for a few beats, really giving you a minute to continue hopelessly teasing yourself.Â
By the time he next speaks, a needy exhale is leaving your lipsâheady arousal truly being to pool in your lower tummy.
âNow you can go faster. Rub your clit to the beat of your heart. I assume it's racing, so you should be moving your hand a bit faster than before.â
You havenât really noticed before now, but your heart is certainly beating much faster than normalâŚ
The steady, yet swift thump of your heart is felt throughout your body the more you focus on it, and you quickly adjust your pace.Â
A breathy little sigh leaves your lipsâyour brows pinching together.
You want to cum.Â
âI wonder if you're close already, just from your fingers on your clitâŚhaha. If you are, rememberâyou don't get to cum until I say so. So if you're close to cumming, edge yourself. Get right to the edge of your orgasm, and then stop. I'll give you 10 seconds after that to collect yourself, but then you have to keep going.â
Oh, fuckâŚ
You suppose you should have realized that edging might be part of the equation, especially during a 30 minute session.
And, unfortunately, the thought of edging yourself for him makes you even hornierâpushing you closer to your first climaxâor, well, edge.
âI bet you're probably thinking that 10 seconds isn't very longâŚthat when you start again, you'll still be right at the brink of your orgasm, and will have to keep edging over, and overâŚhah, wellâŚthat's your own fault for being so hopeless.â
âNow, I'll let you set the pace. Find the rhythm and motion against your clit that makes you feel the bestâŚyou're going to keep that up for 1 minuteâand remember, no cumming.â
Dammitâ
By now, your lips are fully partedâquick little breaths fanning in front of your face and warming the sheets of your mattress.
You donât want to edge, you want to cum, but he wonât let youâ
âAlso, why don't you go ahead and count aloud? I assume you're in private, so it shouldn't be an issue to let out your voice. And if you're not, wellâŚI guess people will get to hear what a debauched whore you are.â
If this were 10 minutes ago, youâd surely blush and hesitate to follow his command.
But nowâŚnow youâre a little closer to being the debauched whore heâs calling you.
âI'll count with you so you don't rush it. 60âŚ59âŚ58âŚ57ââ
With headphones in, you hear your own voice in your headâmingling with his.Â
His, unwavering, with a hint of mockery. YoursâŚquiet, and struggling to stay on beat.
You clit throbs beneath your fingers, and thereâs a familiar flutter of your walls, despite your pussy currently being empty.Â
Youâre getting close.Â
âI can only imagine how sinful you look right nowâŚoh, right. Where was I? HmmâŚlet's just pick up from 30.â
Motherfuckerâ
You let your face drop into your sheets, your thighs tightening and knees shaking.
Fuck, you wanna cum. You know you canâtâknow itâs not allowed yet, butâ!
â5âŚ4âŚ3âŚ2âŚ1. Stop moving your hand.â
Perfect timing. Right at the edge of an orgasmâyou pull your hand away.
You take a second to try and catch your breath while ignoring the unfulfilled ache between your legs.
âYour pussy must be throbbing, huh? Lucky for you, as your benevolent master, Iâll let you stuff it full. Grab your dildo and get on your bed on your knees.â
âAlso, I assume you're soaked by now, but if not, and you need additional lubrication, use lube.â
You glance behind you at your dresser, where your bottle of lube sits, but ultimately donât grab it.Â
By now, youâre sure you can do without.
Grabbing your dildo, you climb onto your bed, and obediently get on your knees.
âNow, sit up and position the dildo beneath you. Rub the head between your folds, and then settle it at your entrance.â
You do as he saysâa shiver of excitement raking up your spine as the tip of your dildo unexpectedly flicks against your clit while you get it into position.
âI'm going to give you 3 seconds to take it fully inside of youâŚWhat? I did say we'll be stuffing you full, and with how needy you clearly are, I figured I'm doing you a favor by letting you take it all in!â
Oh. Thatâsâ
âSo, I'll count to three. Oh, and if your dildo is too big, and you're scared to sink down onto it all at once, wellâŚthat's your own fault for biting off more than you can chew. But, I'm sure that greedy pussy will take anything it can get.â
It will.
âReady?â
You take a trembling breath.
â3, 2, 1â!â
In one swift motion, you spread your thighs and sink down onto the dildo.
When the head bumps against the deepest part of you, you canât help but gaspâthe sound positively lewd.
âAhhhâŚfuck. You made a cute sound, didn't you? How preciousâŚnow you're stuffed to the brim with dick, as you should be.â
Yes, this is exactly how youâre meant to feelâŚjust a little slut who will do anything to cum for him.
Yet, despite his harsh instructions, he seems to pause for a second, giving you a chance to acclimate to the intrusion.
How cute.
âWhy don't we start slowâŚI want you to lift your hips until just the tip of the dildo is inside of you, and then grind back down on it. UpâŚand downâŚupââ
To aid in the motion, you place your hands flat on the mattress in front of you, and then begin moving your hips.
UpâŚand downâŚ
Your walls clench around the dildo, practically begging for more, but the man currently using you as his personal toy clearly isnât inclined to give you such a thing.
At least, not immediately.
If you had to guess, he makes you continue at this slow, teasing pace for at least 2 minutesâyour muscles beginning to strain as you resist going any faster.
Then, his voice fills your ears once again. You nearly sigh with relief.
âI hope your thighs aren't burning yet, because now we're going to pick up the pace. Imagine the gallop of a horse's hooves. I want you to grind on each downbeat. No need to make big motionsâjust grind on your dildo how you'd grind your pussy on my cock if I was there.â
If he were here, youâd wanna grind on his dick until heâs moaning louder than you areâ
âFuckâŚâ
Fingers curling into the sheets, you find your new rhythmâthe sound of your wet pussy beginning to fill the quiet room outside your headphones.
Sweat starts to bead on your browâthe arousal inside of you searing hotter, and your muscles getting tighter.
âI wonder if you can cum from internal stimulation aloneâŚtry to find your g-spot if you haven't already. I want you to bully it with your dildo.â
You can practically hear the grin in his words.Â
Repositioning yourself, you find the angle that better allows you to rub that sensitive little spot inside you.
Almost immediately, a whine rips from your throat.
âNowâŚI'm going to issue you a challenge. I'll count down from 60 seconds again. During that 60 seconds, you're free to cum. So try your best, okay, slut?â
Please, you want to cum, but you donât know if 60 seconds will be enoughâ
â60âŚ59âŚ58âŚâ
Dammitâ
With his challenge invigorating you, you continue messily grinding your hips.
Each pass of your dildo against your g-spot causes your pussy to shiver, and your thighs to shakeâyour orgasm creeping closer.
â33âŚ32âŚ31âŚâ
A desperate sound slips past your lips, your eyebrows knitting together.
You want to cum.
You want to cum.
You want to cum, butâ
You drop down onto your dildo roughly, almost in a pouting manner.
You need more time.
As soon as your climax finally begins to buildâyour walls clenching down on your dildoâHat Guy reaches the end of his countdown.
â3âŚ2âŚ1âŚsoâŚdid you cum? Either way, I'm sure your legs are shaking. I wouldn't doubt that your sheets are getting soiled by your arousal, either.â
âWell, whether you came or not, don't worryâthere's still more opportunities to orgasm yet to come! That being said, set your dildo to the side, and grab your vibrator instead.â
Exhaling, you manage to lift up your hips, and your dildo slips out of you.Â
It flops onto your sheets, glistening with your arousal.
Your pussy mourns the loss.
Setting your dildo to the side, you grab your vibrator instead.
âYou can go ahead and lay on your back. I'll give your knees a breakâŚisn't that nice of me? You should say âthank youâ.â
You clench your jaw as you roll onto your back, your eyes squinting at the ceiling.
Thereâs no way heâs serious, right? Counting is one thing, but thanking someone who isnât here?
âHuh? Did you think that was just a suggestion? Go on.â
You wet your lips with your tongue.
â...thank you.â
Thereâs a brief second of silence, and thenâ
â...pfft, hahaha! If you actually did just say it aloud, you're more of an obedient people pleaser than I thought. What a precious little cock-sleeve.â
You want to punch himâ
âAnyway, I haven't let you cum from your clit yet. I bet by now it's engorged and begging for attentionâŚgo ahead and put your vibrator on your clit. Turn it on low.â
The fact that even just touching your clit causes you to jolt proves that his words are correct.
Hitting the power button, you turn your vibrator on a low setting, and almost instantlyâthe orgasm that had started to fade away flares back to life.
âGoodâŚI'll let you keep it there for a little while. ActuallyâŚI'm gonna go get some water. God knows how upset you'd be if my voice suddenly gave out and I couldn't give you permission to cumââ
You hear the sound of a chair being alighted from, and footsteps padding away from the mic.
âThis little motherfuckerâ,â you pant, your chest heaving.Â
You gently rub your vibrator around your clitâhoping that doing so will help you delay the orgasm thatâs buildingâbut itâs impossible to avoid.
After another minute, you canât put it off any longer.
Your body tenses, your pussy tightening, andâ
You tear the vibrator away from your clit.
If he were here, you think youâd honestly start to beg him for mercy. Of course, youâre sure heâd say thatâs practically your first true edge, and youâre just being a little baby, but still.
You start the countdown from 10 in your head, and once itâs done, put your vibrator back on your clit.
Your entire body jolts as the pleasure that had been denied snaps back to attention.
Youâre gonna have to edge againâ
âHow are you holding out? Did you edge at allâjust from the vibrator being on low? At the very least, I bet you're squirming and panting.â
âNow, listen closely. I'm going to make you an offer.â
If his offer involves you cumming, youâll do whatever it takes.
âI'm going to let you cum with the vibrator still on lowâassuming you can. This time I'll be generous and will give you 90 seconds, even. But here's the catch. At the end of this session, you will be cumming. So if your begging cunt blots out any logic in your brain, and you decide to cum now, and then feel it's âtoo muchâ later, well. That'll be your own fault. Even if you're overstimulated, you'll be cumming again, so choose wisely.â
âEither way, you need to keep the vibrator on your clit for another 90 seconds. You just need to decide if you're cumming or edging. Get ready. To spice it up, this time I'm not counting aloudâI'll just tell you when to stop. So if you're planning on cumming, try not to waste any time. Because if I say stop and you're right there, I doubt youâll be very happy. Now, begin.â
Risking an overstimulated orgasm after this is a dangerous game, butâ
You press the vibrator harder against your clit.Â
You need to cumâyou donât care about anything else right now.
Your free hand grabs at your breastâyour toes curling, and your heart racing.
Your back arches off the bed, a symphony of miniscule whines and gasps falling from your lips.
Then, the tension inside of you reaches its limit, and snaps.
Your voice catches in your throatâyour body spasming as waves of pleasure rock you.
You keep the vibrator on your clit to draw them out as long as you can, but after a few long beats, Hat Guyâs voice fills your ears once again.Â
âStopâthat's time. SoâŚdid you cum? I wish I could see the state of youâŚI bet you're starting to look all fucked out. We're already at the 20 minute mark, after all.â
You canât believe itâs already been 20 minutes. Yet, at the same time, canât believe youâre not already closer to the end.
âNow, I did say you'd be cumming again, so why don't you go ahead and put your vibe on high? Let's try and force it out of you.â
Itâs fineâŚitâs totally fine.Â
Turning your vibrator on high will be totally fine.
You move the toy back to your clit and push the button until the vibrations are much more intense than before.
Almost immediately, heat rushes through your bodyâstemming from the still recovering nerve ending on your clit.
Youâre over-sensitive. Fuck.
And yetâŚyour pussy still fluttersâyour muscles tensing once again as another orgasm begins to build.
âAhh, I bet you're squirming like a pathetic little worm. Is it too much? Do you want to beg me to let you stop?â
âYour toes are curling, aren't they? I wish I could hear you and see you panting like a bitch in heat. Should I throw you a bone? Would that satisfy that sad cunt of yours?â
You are writhing, and panting, and every other filthy thing heâs pegged you as. Butâyou donât want to stop. Youâre too far in nowâyour whole body shaking, and your breaths coming quick as the vibrator on your clit overwhelms you.
Itâs overwhelming, but you canât stop chasing that high. Youâ
âActuallyâŚthat's not a bad idea. Stopânow.â
Despite not wanting to, you immediately yank the toy away.
You hear yourself whining, unable to help it.
âHopefully you didn't cum in the last 30 seconds. If soâŚwhoops~â
You wish you could kick him.
âThis final orgasm is going to be our grand finale, so we should really let the sparks fly. And maybe your juices, depending on how hard you cum.â
âGrab your dildoâshove it in.â
You scramble to grab itâyour arm darting to the side to recover the dildo youâd discarded a short while ago.Â
As soon as you have it, you spread your legs and press the head at your entranceâstuffing it in without any preamble.
A pleasant sigh leaves you as that full feeling returns.
âYou're going to fuck yourself with itâhowever fast or slow, I don't care. And at the same time, turn your vibrator back on high.â
You can tell where this is going, and you honestly think it may kill you, but you follow his instructions nonetheless.
Turning the vibrator on high, you place it back on your clit and then begin fucking yourself with the dildo.Â
Almost immediately, involuntary sounds slip out of youâyour body writhing against the sheets.
The overwhelming strength of your vibrator on your clit now partnered with the messy rubbing of your dildo between your wallsâŚyouâre truly becoming the mess he promised to make you.
âOh, and just so things don't end too soon, you need to hold out for at least one minute. I'll let you know once you have permission to cum.â
You hardly think itâs fair that heâs saying this now, considering youâve already started fucking yourself, but even so, you want to listenâwant to be a good girl who does what he says, and only cums when permitted.
Holding out for a whole minute when your cunt is already starting to spasmâyour clit feeling like itâs on fireâis certainly going to be a challenge, though.
âYou knowâŚI bet if this were a live call, I'd be able to hear how wet your pussy is. You're probably gripping onto that dildo so tightlyâŚas if it's a real cock that you're begging to properly breed you.â
If he were here you wonder how heâd fuck you. Certainly hard enough that youâd be able to hear the slap of his balls against your pussyâ
âYou must be panting, huh? So ready to cumâŚI wonder if youâd be obedient enough to cum when I say. Why donât we try? Weâre getting close to a minute, after all.â
Oh, fuck.Â
Youâve never cum on command before, but you want to for him.
âCâmon, princess, I know you can do itâŚkeep goingâŚget yourself right thereââ
Your chest shudders, and tears blot your eyes.
Youâre trying. Everything feels so hot.Â
The arousal in your tummy swellsâtightening up, and searing your insides.
âCum.â
A sob rips from your chest, and you grind your dildo against your g-spot one final time, before your body obeys, and releases.
With the vibrator on high, this orgasm is much more intense than the last.Â
Your breath catches, your spine curving, and your hand releases the dildo in favor of grabbing onto your sheets for dear life.
Despite the clamping of your pussy around the silicone cock, it still manages to slip out of you after a few secondsâflopping onto your mattress, and poking wetly against your ass.
When the pleasure on your clit starts to turn to painâyou finally tear the vibrator away. You turn it off, and weakly discard it onto the bed beside you.
Despite no longer having any toys in or on you, your cunt and clit continue to twitch with aftershocks.
You take a deep breath.Â
Hat Guy is still talking in your ears, but your brain is too scrambled to process what heâs saying. So, you just continue to lay there until his words sound more like words again.
âAlright, you must have cum by now. Take a minute to breathe. And when youâre done catching your breath, make sure you get up and go pee, and then get some water. Because Iâm not about to be liable for any after-effects of this session.â
Despite being exhausted, you canât help but quietly laugh.
âGood job making it through. Iâm sure weâll meet again soonâŚmostly because Iâm sure youâll be opening this file again to get off to, haha.â
âLater~â
The audio ends.
You lay there, staring at the ceiling.
Then, you roll onto your side, slowly get up, and head for the bathroom.
Canât let Hat Guy be liable for you, after all.
The following morning, you wake up with sore muscles, and a determination to go and beat up Yae Miko and Lisa Minci about their âgiftâ.
Yeah, maybe you are a little less tense than before, and the stress that had been clinging to you after the end of the previous semester is now gone, but still. They deserve a good scolding.
First, however, you have to go to your 9AM lecture. After that, youâll have time to run to the library.
Despite the soreness in your thighs, you manage to trek across campus and make it to your class with time to spare. You chose a seat somewhere in the middle, and then set your bag down in the chair beside you.
With nothing to work on yet, considering todayâs the first day, you entertain yourself with social media apps on your phone as the lecture hall slowly continues filling up.
When thereâs only a minute left before the class is set to start, thereâs a tap on your shoulder.
Startled, realizing theyâve probably been trying to get your attention, you immediately take out one of your headphones. Before you can even turn to face them and apologize, theyâre talking.
ExceptâŚthe voice of the person beside you isâŚeerily familiar. Scratchy, attractive, and perhaps a little annoyedâ
âDo you mind moving your bag? There arenât very many seats left.â
Without saying a word, too stunned to speak, you reach over and move your bag to the floor at your feet. The man grunts, and takes a seat beside you.
As he pulls out his laptop, you finally build up the courage to look at him.Â
Dark hair and eyes to matchâŚslim fingers, but veiny handsâŚa black shirt and oversized jacketâ
âDo you need something?â
Oh, fuckâyouâve been openly staring.
Your eyes meet his for the first time, and you open your mouth, but no words come out. The beat of your heart starts to get faster.
He cocks an unimpressed eyebrow at you.
âWhat? Cat got your tongue?â
This is just too muchâthereâs no fucking way this is happeningâ
Unfortunately, before you can finally pull it together and try to redeem yourself, your professor takes the podium at the head of the room.
âClass! Welcome! While it might be a little unconventional to start the semester out on this note, I just want you all to know in advance: this class will heavily rely on cooperation with others. There will be many team projects. In factâthe person youâre sharing a table with will be your project partner for the whole semester!â
âŚwhat.
Beside you, the man sighsâclearly unhappy to hear about there being group projects, or you being his partner, or both.
âGreat, looks like weâre stuck together.â
âYepâŚ,â you mumble in response, the first word youâve managed to speak since his arrival.
He obviously notices, because his lips pull into a teasing little grin, his eyes remaining trained on your still-speaking professor as he whisperâ
âOh, would you look at that? She speaks.â
Your pussy clenches.
Mhmm, yep!Â
Youâre gonna go jump off a bridge.
#genshin smut#genshin x reader#scaramouche x reader#scaramouche smut#genshin impact x reader#wanderer x reader#bean fic#genshin fanfic
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Cold boyfriend Niki who only acts close to his girlfriend headcanons;
âSometimes he doesn't talk much even around you, but it's never because he doesn't love you or doesn't like being there at that moment. He enjoys just sitting quietly with you, even if you talk about unimportant things, his full attention will be on you, if you get stuck while talking, he will smile slightly and wait for you to continue.
"It's okay, go ahead hm? What were you saying?"
âSometimes he is shy about showing his love verbally, so he prefers to make small gestures. For example, if it's cold that day and you don't have a jacket with you, he'll complain, but a few seconds later you'll see his jacket on you. The only reason he's mad at you is because he cares about you.
"How many times do I have to tell you to bring an extra sweater? Aren't you worried about yourself? You'll get sick again and I'll have to take care of you." He loves looking after you and taking care of you more than anything else in the world.
âThere are situations where you don't even need to talk for him to understand you, if you are uncomfortable with that situation, he understands this and immediately takes action to protect you. If necessary, he will be extra rude to that person, he doesn't care about any bad comments he receives, if they are disrespected, he will do it twice as much.
"She said no and you're too stupid to understand that? Maybe I should speak the way you understand?"
âHe always has a different smile for you and that can be the thing that makes you the happiest. He has the cutest smile in the world and you're the only one who sees it? Totally a win.
"Your smile is really beautiful, I've never seen you smile like that at others."
"Others don't make me as happy as you do."
âHe likes to make sudden plans, especially when you're sad. He doesn't care what time it is, he still has to find something to make you feel better, otherwise he'll feel bad.
"Already close to your house, just wait for me, okay?"
"Niki, it's literally 2 in the morning."
"And? You're upset and you expect me to leave you alone?"
âEven though he says he doesn't like physical contact in public, he has to hold your hand. He likes to have you around. Especially if you're in a place with a lot of people, he has to keep you in sight. If you're alone, he likes to bury his head on your shoulder, and he'll often play with your hands while doing so.
"You smell so good."
"That's the 5th time you've said that."
"Yeah? You don't seem to understand. Do you want me to say it for the 6th time?"
#enhypen imagines#enhypen scenarios#enhypen x female reader#enhypen x y/n#enhypen x you#enhypen x reader#niki imagines#enhypen niki#ni ki#niki x reader#niki x you#niki x y/n#niki scenarios
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