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[buggiethedrag0n]

i need to post more. what gay thoughts should i throw out here to be seen by all

[trentisahoeee]

Winning Twice — TAA

Pairing: Trent Alexander Arnold x black!reader

Warning: Fluff

After Liverpool's big win, his girlfriend is less than thrilled, playfully giving him the silent treatment. But he has his own game plan to win her back, proving he's not just a winner on the pitch—he's one in love too.

The final whistle had blown, and Liverpool had secured a hard-fought win against Barcelona. Trent was practically glowing when he got home, reeling from the match and the energy of the crowd. But his enthusiasm faded when he spotted you curled up on the couch, arms crossed, lips pursed, clearly unimpressed.

"Oh, come on," he chuckled, recognizing the look on your face. "You're mad about the game?"

"Mad?" you shot back, barely looking up. "I'm not mad. I just think maybe a little more humbleness would suit you."

Trent let out a low laugh, settling next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "So what, I'm supposed to feel bad about doing my job? Just accept it, babe. Your man's a winner."

You couldn't help but roll your eyes, crossing your arms a bit tighter. "A little less bragging would be nice."

He leaned closer, a smirk playing at his lips. "Nah, I don't think so." He squeezed you gently. "You know you love me as a winner."

You turned your face away, biting back a smile. "I can love you and still be unimpressed by all this pride."

Trent laughed, unfazed by your attitude. "Alright, we'll see about that." Before you could respond, he scooped you up effortlessly, ignoring your surprised squeal as he carried you toward the bathroom, clearly up to something.

"Trent! Put me down!" you protested, but he just grinned.

"Not until you admit it." He set you down in the bathroom, grinning as he turned on the shower. The steam quickly filled the room, and you watched him suspiciously as he was carefully putting all your braids up in a bun to then protect them with a shower cap.

"Come on," he said, guiding you under the warm spray.

"Let me help you get relaxed so you can forget all about being mad."

Despite your front, you couldn't resist him. You let out a resigned sigh, allowing him to pull you into the water, and before long, his hands were gently massaging your shoulders, working the soap in soothing circles down your arms and back.

His touch tender as he washed your skin. When his hands slid down your arms, his lips brushed close to your ear. "Still gonna keep up the act?" he murmured.

Your tough façade was slipping fast, but you tilted your head, keeping your face turned away. "Maybe."

"I know you're not really mad," he whispered, smiling against your cheek as he kissed it. "But if you think you're slick trying to act like you are, keep doing it."

The warmth of his touch and the water had you melting, and you finally looked at him, no longer able to keep up the act. He chuckled softly, looking at your lips attempting not to smile.

You notice it and shook your head, smiling up at him.

"You're lucky you're a little cute."

He smirked, wrapping an arm around your waist and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "And you're lucky you've got a winner as a boyfriend."

After you both finished in the shower, Trent helped you into a warm towel, draping it around you as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and guided you back to the bedroom.

"Taking care of you, like always," he murmured, his gaze softening as he finished with your bonnet and met your eyes.

Just before you drifted off, he leaned over, brushing his lips against yours in a soft, lingering kiss. "Night, love," he whispered, his fingers laced with yours.

You nuzzled closer, a content smile on your face.

"Goodnight. But next time, I'm still rooting for Barcelona.'

He chuckled, pulling you closer and resting his chin atop your head. "Can't change who I am. You just gonna have to keep loving a winner."

And with a soft laugh, you fell asleep, completely wrapped up in his warmth.

this is my first time writing 😭😭 hope is not ass, cause the more i read this shit the more i want to hide and disappear

love myself a good socialist club

[joocomics]

Hi hi~~ would you be up for a little description of XH their favorite way to kiss you~? Both in a cute sfw way, and a more make out or nsfw way?👀🤭 -🎃

oh, i would love to, let’s go 🫶🏼

# xdinary heroes + kissing

༻ sfw

♡ gunil

playful kisses on the nose, and soft kisses on the forehead! you’re so cute he feels the strongest urge to just wrap his arms around you and squish as hard as possible, but unfortunately that’s impossible, so instead he places the most gentle pecks on your sweet pretty face

♡ jungsu

kisses while you’re speaking! you get so immersed sometimes when you speak on something you’re passionate about, he cannot resist the need to kiss you, because of how endearing you look. that doesn’t make you shut up though - you want to finish your thought, so you both end up laughing through multiple light but still very sweet kisses

♡ jiseok/gaon

good morning kisses! it’s not really a way to be exact, but kissing you after he’s woken up next to you feels very special for jiseok, and it’s his favorite way to start the day. he doesn’t get to do it sometimes, so when he has the chance to smother you in deep kisses first thing in the morning he feels very lucky

♡ seungmin/o.de

a long kiss while both of you have your arms wrapped around your waist! that sweet kiss without tongue that lasts for a while and makes you lean back, as he holds you in his embrace… that’s his favorite! he loves being able to see up close that wide pretty smile of yours appearing on your face afterwards

♡ hyeongjun/junhan

unexpected cheek kisses! they’re heartwarming, and he loves them especially because he can give you some no matter where you are. he loves surprising you by wrapping hands around you from the back, and kissing your cheek

♡ jooyeon

peppers your entire face with smooches while he’s laying on top of you! he doesn’t leave you alone until he’s kissed every little spot of your face. it’s a little aggressive, you know how he can be sometimes, but it’s in the most affectionate way. you’re like sweet honey to him and he’s addicted

༻ nsfw

♡ gunil

passionate kiss, as he cups your face with his hands. he starts slow, and gradually picks up the pace leading you into a deeper kiss that has your tummy swirl. i just know he’s an experienced kisser, and imo he lives for the build up - those first minutes of just slow kissing, teasing each other with a little tongue as you let your hands travel all over your bodies until you both geth too heated, and begin to press your lips harder, quicker and wetter… the gradual change in the mood is his favorite part. very dominating, and sometimes his hand can crawl up around your throat and stay there while you kiss

♡ jungsu

oh, those lips of his… 😏 i feel like there are moments when jungsu can make out for hours especially if you haven’t seen each other in a while. he has his fingers caressing your jawline and occasionally bury themselves in your hair, as you talk between kisses. sometimes you tell each other sweet nothings, sometimes you catch up on what you’ve been up to, but you don’t stop kissing, as you’re both laying on your sides with your leg over his body giving him easy access to your intimate parts if he wants to go further

♡ jiseok/gaon

the one i want to kiss the most and he’s not even my ult (or is he?) the perfect plump pretty lips to go all out with. when i see them i think of greedy sloppy make outs that at one point feel even rough from so much biting and sucking. he makes you drool and moan into his mouth, but he doesn’t shy away from making noise too. loves having you in his lap, so he can grip your ass and boobs at the same time. he’s always sneaking up your shirt or down your pants to feel your skin. honestly i don’t see much of a build up with him - he smashes his lips right away

♡ seungmin/o.de

sensual kissing, but with naughty touching. he pins you down on the mattress, keeping your hands on both sides of your head, as he french kisses you in such delicate, but arousing way. his lips are gentle and soft, but if they go lower to your neck which they always do at one point, they start putting more pressure. he’s very touchy no matter where you’re making out tho; he needs to feel you against him as much as possible. loves if you let out some moans or whimpers as he kisses you

♡ hyeongjun/junhan

loves making out while his hand is under your pants. you start kissing softly, innocently even, and then boom! his hand is suddenly slipping under your panties and rubbing circles. i think he can get turned on pretty easily when you kiss, especially if you’re the one that’s changing the mood from gentle & cute to deep & passionate. he loves making out while you sit across each other pleasuring yourselves or one another

♡ jooyeon

slow, slow kissing with long dry humping, because he cannot force his hands to stay still when you’re sitting on his lap; they have to grip on your flesh; they have to be on your ass or hips, pressing you harder against him. the way he uses his hands while you make out really contrasts to the way he kisses you at least at the beginning. his lips move lazily, gently and they press against yours for a moment before peeling off slowly. however, his grip gets stronger the hornier he gets. loves throwing his head back, so you can mark him as much as you want. he also enjoys using his tongue and doesn’t mind spit at all

[hyunverse]

you’re so right hyunjin would 100% write you literally anything you like or would just come up w smth new whenever he felt like it. also would def just give you artwork he made for you 🥲. imagine him giving you little pieces of your fave animal or his fave pic of you guys together </////3 god id be in shambles. also i did not realize malaysia was that hot ?? i couldn’t do it i hateeeeee the heat. but then i also hate the cold. like i’ll literally be going to school in -20C weather where i live😭😭 it’s so awful. so spring and fall are 100% my times of the year like i’m always happiest at those times bc the weather is just normal

so true men are just men. i think we got lucky w our skz’s zodiacs. bc changbin is the only leo man that can exist okay 🙅🏻‍♀️ he is nothing like these average ass horrible leo men. he’s bias wrecking me so hard lately like he’s literally fighting w hyunjin rn for the spot. i can hear them bickering in the back of my head 😒😒

ALSO RIGHT i can’t help but baby him 💔💔 same w seungmin i just want to squish his cheeks 💔💔💔 manifesting seungmo forehead rn 🙏🏼. SO IMPRESSED W THE BOWLING BTW THATS AWESOMEEEE. i hope you had sm fun 😋 i’ll have to try it again soon and lyk. most likely i’ll be shit but it’s worth a try. my day was not the besttttt i’m rly stressed out and have a ton of crap going on but seeing ur response made my day ^_^. i saw it and blushed and squealed not even kidding. ur the sweetest you always put a smile on my face. i hope your day is good today :)) i think it’s like 6 am there rn which is so funny bc i’m about to eat dinner. like it’s cool to think we’re doing our opposite routines at the same time. does that even make sense ?? 😭 this is what i mean w the rambling i’m just 💔 LOL

alsoooooo i’m gonna reply to your other post here too and say i’m so glad you moved on from those pos’s. relationships suck and that’s why i read fanfics like yours to fill the void 🙏🏼. i’m jk i’ve also moved on but im a lover girl at heart so not being in a relationship is legit torture. like i just want to talk to someone and be loved and like go on dates 🙄 KISSES AND HUGS FOR U THO you deserve all of them bae <33

- 🐈‍⬛ (spammed again omg what is my PROBLEM ?? you bring out the talk in me and most ppl can’t do that <33 i can’t help it ur too kind)

hyun <3 painting u <3 with a fond smile in his face <3 they don’t make men like him anymore!

malaysia IS hot bae. . . it’s located at the equator </3 spring and fall seems so pretty, especially fall!! like dawggg i wanna be jumping on piles of fallen leaves too mane 😔🙏 dress up cute ‘n stuff. i will be showing up everywhere lookin like rory gilmore 💯 everytime i see an autumn grwm i gotta stop myself from kicking and throwing a tantrum cs i don’t live somewhere with the four seasons 🤸‍♀ -20°C weather is insane i would literally drown myself in boiling water 🧘‍♀

the thought of changjin bickering IS SO FUNNY like those two istg. . . love how hyunjin rejects every single one of changbin’s affections LMAO i always laugh at them. binnie in the samsung ad got the girlies going CRAZY LIKEEEEE. . .

i get the desire to be loved tbh. likeeee feeling loved is so nice but at the same time i feel like i have no mental span for a relationship anymore 💀 i am so busy during the times i am in campus so having a bf wud probably be disastrous for me.

u need to come bowling with me i Will defeat u 💯 LMFAOOO. or maybe you, too, will find out that ure actually a hidden bowling prodigy. u never know ykyk. also yeah timezones are so odd but it is somewhat painfully endearing. . . ? just two people doing opposite routines but still being able to be friends at the same. isnt that so cute omg. i’m sorry your day was crap my love, here i giv u minho pics to hopefully make ur day today better than yesterday’s!!

mwahmwah sending u my love sweetheart <3

[izzyeffinhands]

Izzy often teased Stede about how horny he could get at the most random and untimely times. Now might have been one of those times since he was in pain, caused by his captain even, but in Stede’s defense he was laying there completely nude for him as his backside was doctored. What really bothered him was that it aggravated walking more than anything else. He had enough issues walking with his false leg. Now it was just all the more sore when connective tissues pulled at his arse.

“You’re lucky you’re pretty.. “ Izzy blurted out with a sudden little smirk. He wasn’t thinking naughty things, but it sure sounded like it. Well. He wasn’t thinking them yet. He was just mildly teasing him, and when the words came out he pressed his forehead to his so he made sure he knew that. Sometimes Stede needed the tiniest of reassurances, and Izzy would forever give them. He was so good at doing that as a first-mate anyway and it luckily spilled over into his romantic life. “ I can’t stay mad at you forever, no matter the pain in my arse. “ Whether it be him or the actual pain was left to question.

“ Hmm. “ Izzy hadn’t really thought how he could make it up to him exactly. He’d have to really think on it if he was going to have him repay him. — No. no he didn’t. He realized what he wanted but he imagined Stede would make him think of something else as it wasn’t outside of something they normally did. But the answer could wait a moment as those sad eyes and defiant lip were calling to him. His captain was so fucking cute it hurt. He could get away with anything.

“ Who’m I to deny my captain a kiss.. “ Izzy softly purred as he tilted his head and actually gave in to Stede’s little wants and whims. Damn, he had him trained. His ass was killing him yet he’d been able to suddenly pout him into a kiss. Lips lingered, the kiss not deepening too too much, just a bit more lip sucking than normal. “ I want a night of pampering. You know, like our first night together, but more as we fell into bed. I want a nice hot bath, I want you to wash every inch of me with your finest soaps. I want your fingers to massage my scalp, wash my hair.. then I want you to wrap me up in your favorite robe, and I want a full body massage. Your hands are a gift from fucking Calypso and I want them worshipping me. “ These were things he got all the time though. Stede might insist something more or he might just give him exactly that but with a tad extra love. Izzy didn’t care, he just wanted to be spoiled for an entire night.

Lips pressed again to his, but it broke as he continued speaking with a chuckle. “ .. and dinner. Full course fancy fucking meal..and you in a maid costume. “ Okay Izzy. Who was getting horny now?

That apologetic face of his was simply adorable to Izzy. How he rolled his eyes, scrunched his nose and pouted his lips when he said only he could do this. It was true. Izzy never had these problems before he crossed paths with Stede fucking Bonnet, but he never had any of the joys either. Stede’s bubbly and bright laughter only brought on more out of his first-mate. What else could he do, but laugh at himself at this hilarious yet painful situation.

Just when his eyes had filled with tears from so much laughing, and just when his laughter started to calm down a bit.. Stede just HAD to make a pun. It made him roar with laughter again, his body visibly trembling from it all. He’d dramatically pushed himself back with that roar, forgetting he was even injured for a moment until he felt the searing pain when exposed bottom met mattress. He let out the loudest whine. “ Ow.. ow . .. ow.. “ But he whined even amidst his laughs as he rolled back over and placed his head back into his arms.

As the laughter died down and Stede nuzzled, he was at least still smiling about it. Even though he’d just accidentally and comedically rolled onto the wound and back, he could still laugh. He tilted his head a bit into the caress of his cheek, looking up at him although his chin was down which only made Izzy look like he was in a continuous little pout. Finally, he thought the giggles were controlled enough to speak. “ Oh I think our relationship has suffered worse than a burn on the bum. ‘Course I still love you. “ Izzy reassured once more as he knew Bonnet needed that. Sometimes he’d question the oddest things and think his first-mate was upset, so he’d gone out of his way to make sure he told him.. and that Stede believed, that he was still very much in love with him.

Izzy grumpily unwound an arm so he could wrap it around the blonde’s shoulder, opting instead to just prop his head up with a hand instead. “ Oh but you owe me. Big time. “ He smirked confidently. “ This hurts a lot more than you’d think it would. S’why I’m so annoyed about it. “ Like he said, Izzy burned himself all the time. Just trying to survive days with Ed, just wanting to make sure he was alive led to him burning his hands and fingers so much he had callouses. Even if he was a masochist, Izzy indulged in self-harm as a coping mechanism. Hands were calloused however. A butt cheek was not.

[mintchanniemint]

i wish you’d write a comfort fic where reader is sick and minho’s random ass decides to check their temperature by kissing their forehead 🤗

wordcount: 700

Lee Minho x reader

thank u anon!!!! it's really short but I hope you like it! It might become a proper fic if anyone would like to read it, ngl (or it might lead to me creating a specific Minho au and make it a series lmao)

beep… beep…beep…

“Uh… amazing, I’m sick.”You grumbled, dramatically letting the tiny thermometer slip from your hand on the soft bed sheets covering you. You couldn’t move much, since you also lazily left your phone on the pillow right next to your head, the screen showing an ongoing phone call.

“What else were you expecting after spending a whole day in the rain because you were too lazy to bring an umbrella-”

“Oh, I was pretty sure I called Minho, not my mother?” 

You were able to joke before you started coughing. You groaned out of pain, you really didn’t think that you’d catch a cold because of a simple rainy day.

You replied with a faint “mh”, slowly nodding as if he could see you. A smile gradually painted your lips as you felt your cheeks getting warmer, not sure if it was the cold or the affectionate attention you were looking forward to getting soon.

Suddenly, Minho’s tone switched, making him sound more serious.

“Alright, no need to ask once more, I’m on my way. Text me whatever you want me to buy you, ‘kay?”

━━━━━━

After the call ended, you made sure to text him, your fingers slowly tapping on the screen of your phone as you messily wrote a small list of things you needed, from ice-cream to that one soup Minho once made you a few months ago.

He joked about the exaggerated amount of typos in your message, to which you just replied with a sticker of a cartoon-styled cat with a cute pout. 

“Oh look, the lazy ass that caught a cold.”

It was in moments like this that you were glad you got Minho a spare-key to your apartment. As your cold was getting worse, just the thought of getting out of bed to open the door felt unbearable.

In a few minutes, though, your tired eyes met with his pretty and teasing gaze, making it feel like refreshing air suddenly entered your room.

You groaned in response at his teasing remark, hiding your face under the blankets and turning around, doing your best to hide the smile, although your voice made you give yourself away as soon as you opened your mouth.

“Did you bring everything?”Your voice reached his ears in a muffled tone, as you let your face meet the soft pillow next to you.

“I did, I did. The ice-cream is in the freezer, I still don’t understand this sudden urge to get pudding- oh, today must be your lucky day somehow. I found all the ingredients for my super special, cool and lazy ass-proof soup. So, dinner is saved.”

You fixed yourself on the bed, now sitting comfortably with two pillows behind your back. You looked at him and slowly raised your arm, as if you were trying to reach him. He noticed as soon as he left a little bag of medicines on the bedside table and a smile bloomed on his soft lips. 

Your hands met in what you called your “secret-not so secret- handshake”: a handshake you would change nearly everyday, sometimes it’s just a high-five, sometimes it gets even more complicated and ridiculous.

This time, though, it was simply your fingers brushing against each other, before letting them slowly intertwine.

Was it the cold getting worse? The attention being more than what you expected? Both? You really couldn't tell.

Your half-lidded gaze rested on your hands laced together, before you suddenly felt a soft touch on your forehead.

Minho leaned to give you a kiss on the forehead, and your cheeks felt even warmer than before.

You found yourself mumbling and tripping on your own words, not really knowing what to say, making Minho giggle at your reaction.

“Yeah, your cold is quite bad- but worry not! You’re in my hands now.”

“That sounded like a threat for a second-”

“Don’t you dare leave this bed!”

He looked at you with a dramatically exaggerated tone in his voice, before leaving another quick peck on your cheek and letting go of your hand.

You were left alone in your room, the distant sound of some chopping and sweet humming from Minho in the kitchen reached your ears before you allowed yourself to drift off and rest, your last thought being that you were lowkey glad that you forgot your umbrella the previous day.

[simp4men]

Affection

AN: This was a request and I thought it was super cute. Sorry that it’s short but I hope you like it. 

You were woken up by the sunlight peeking through the curtains, you opened your eyes softly rubbing them trying to wake yourself up. You turned to grab your phone checking the time. You looked over to your side seeing Vinnie clearly fast asleep right next to you. You smiled adoringly, you didn’t know how you got so lucky with him. You put your phone back down on the side table and turned completely so that you were facing Vinnie directly. You took this time to really admire him and take in every detail. His hair was a little messy, his mouth was slightly open, you noticed the way he would release short breaths and the way his lips moved slightly as he did. Your gaze wandered down from his face to his chest, he was shirtless as usual so you were able to take in his whole upper body. You admired his arms and all the tattoos that he had on them, and then his upper chest, down to his stomach. You take your fingers and start to slowly trace over the tattoos covering his body. You started at his waist tracing over the ace tattoo, then making your way up to the spider and finally ‘the break my heart’ one. You were totally enamored by his body. Everything about him screamed perfection to you. 

You finally take your fingers and bring it up to his face, softly caressing his cheeks and then his jaw. You brush your finger against his bottom lip and then top lip very lightly before placing a soft kiss onto them. Vinnie’s eyes flutter open looking directly at you. “You finished yet sweetheart?” he whispers “Oh shit, Vin I thought you were asleep” you laugh softly “I was awake from the moment I felt your touch, but I wanted to see what you would do” he says. You look down embarrassed that you were caught. “Don’t be shy now baby, I love how affectionate you are with me” He brings his hands to your waist gently lifting you on top of him so that you are now straddling his waist. He sits up with you to lean against the headboard. You place your forehead against his. Vinnie brings his hand up to your cheek caressing it softly. “My sweet girl, I would love to wake up like that every morning” he says “Shut up, you weren't supposed to be awake” you mumble. He laughs and reaches out his hand to brush some strands of hair that fell over your face. 

You finally lean into his lips, you grip the back of his hair pulling him against you, your tongue tracing his bottom lip. His hands coming down to grip your ass, you moan into his mouth. After a few minutes of heavily making out you both pull away breathlessly as you see Hera has now decided to make her way beside the two of you brushing up against your leg. “Awww hi Hera, hello baby” Vinnie says as you gently pet her. You then wrap your arms around him, nuzzling your face into his neck. Vinnie holds you tightly as you both sit there enjoying each other's embrace. “God Y/N, i'm so in love with you, your mine, all mine, nobody else's”. Hera decides to make her presence known again by licking your leg, you let go of Vinnie and start to laugh. “I think princess Hera here wants some of your attention too, Vin” you say, picking her up and placing her between the two of you. You lean back against your legs still on Vinnie’s lap looking at him petting Hera softly. You couldn’t help but stare at him with awe. Even after all this time, you still couldn’t get over the fact that he was yours. Vinnie looks up at you. “What?” “Hmmm, nothing I just love you so much” you say. Vinnie smiles at you and in that moment you knew you had found your forever.

[everafterkeiji]

What's up? I hope you are well :)

like the boys of Tokyo Revengers Would they react with a girl shorter than them? But have a strong personality ??

With Hakkai, Mikey and Chifuya 🙏😎

It's just that

Bye ~ 💋

im doing fine! I can't even imagine what I'd look like next to hakkai with my small ass self- but I'm happy to be beside chifuyu and mitsu( ˘ ³˘) anyway, thank you so much for requesting!! stay safe out there ♡

𝐑𝐄𝐀��𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓�� 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘

PAIRINGS: Mikey x gn!reader, Hakkai x gn!reader, Chifuyu x gn!reader

GENRE/INCLUDES: fluff, teasing🙄

♡ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘- is not one to talk considering how short he is to begin with but it's a miracle that he finally gets to tower over someone else.

- It's his pride and joy to pick on you—adds to his nickname of how invincible he is now that he's taller than his lover.

- His arm would always rest on your shoulder, slung around it as you walk or you're just doing nothing.

- "Look, it's literally the perfect height for you to kiss me, so why aren't you kissing me?"

"Mikey, stop pouting already."

He uses this excuses for granted kisses, he thinks it's so smooth when in reality, it was just a standard thing. Even if you didn't give in to what he said, he's already pressing kisses to your forehead, loving how exact it was just for the perfect peck.

- You weren't even that short from him, this delinquent just loves to poke the fun out of you since everyone else around him were either beanpoles or just the average height that he didn't reach.

- HEAD PATS. He does it so frequent for no absolute reason. He doesn't even do it to spite you, it's just there. If his arm was on your shoulder, it'd soon travel to the crown of your head—it just happens so naturally but you didn't mind since he was a sneaky dimwit.

Tilting your head to meet with his, he just sends you a lazy smirk before kissing your lips as his hands go to your cheek. He then pulls away with a smile leaving you flustered at how he did it so effortlessly.

- Your shoulder is where he states to be the best pillow there is. You can't even count how many times he'd fallen asleep on your shoulder. After a good meal or just a few minutes since he woke up, if his head rests there for a couple seconds—he's already dozing off.

- He genuinely just finds it cute how you'd roll your eyes to him, ignoring him of his victory. He knows you don't settle for that type of treatment but being a little witty kid—he knows you love him too much to ever make him stop.

- Despite your height, your voice will always stand out in terms of defending yourself and for others. Mikey has always admired this trait of yours as well as your energy. It reminds him how lucky he is to have him call you his.

- He notices the way your determination is unmatched, alike your strive to be better in things you wanted to improve in. He sees the beam in your eyes whenever you got a good score with some recognition for your work which is what you truly deserved and having a lover who is as hardworking as you doubles his respect and loyalty to you. It also makes him want to be less lazy seeing that he barely attends school or finish what needed to be passed.

- Even if you were diligent in school work, you never forget to pay attention to him even if he doesn't show that he needs you. He wonders how you're able to read through him but when you approach him to lend him your ears for any of his problems, he's already leaning his head to your shoulder and began his stories.

Your dependability is what edges him to love you even more. Your attentiveness and care for him never fails to make him feel safe no matter what he's going through or the endless loop of his thoughts. In return, Mikey has his arms to welcome you in your own failures.

- Above all, he just has this smile on his face whenever you couldn't stand ignorance from strangers or just incredibly rude people. He doesn't need to insert himself in to diminish the problem, he knew you were capable of letting them know their place.

- YOUR PERSONAL HYPE MAN. After you just told off someone, Mikey just steps up to push their buttons more.

"Yeah, what they said. Eat shit-"

"Mikey!"

- When he sees how free you were from the negativity from of others and how your authenticity shines the best in who you are, falling in love has never been better for him.

♡ 𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐊𝐀𝐈 doesn't like to look down on you but—y'know—this was different.

- He thought you were actually intimidated when you first him (you actually were, you just didn't tell him).

- He doesn't really like to make you feel insecure of your height so he tries to avoid crouching down so you wouldn't think he was teasing you. You weren't really conscious of your height but you admired how he didn't try to pester you about it (unlike the previous man).

- He genuinely thinks you are perfect. Whenever he embraces you from behind and sets his chin on the crown of your head, all of his thoughts seem to drift away, more so when you wrap his arms around your waist.

- He can't help but smile a little when you'd reach for something that was at the upper cabinet. Your attempts were semi entertaining to him until he decides to lend a hand to you, which you were patiently waiting for.

- This man whose height is at a whopping 183cm, loves lifting you. It just happens.

- Whenever he'd pass by just to surprise you, rest assured his arms are tight to your waist before lifting you off your feet and once he pulls away, he's just laughing at your reaction.

- Would be the time to lift you just to move you to the couch. He thinks its funny—easily holding onto you then the next second you're being dropped to the cushion like you were weightless. Handsdown, he would not admit he just loves to play with your reactions and tell you he just does it cause it was free transportation without using your own legs.

- FOREHEAD AND CHEEK KISSES. Lord, it's endless and wholesome. He just lands a kiss to your forehead, nonchalant about it as you wait for the stand in a store.

"What was that for?"

"..I just like kissing you, is that okay?"

- He just dips his head and there's already a pair of lips to your cheek. He doesn't even mind how flustered he was but it's just so—addicting for him. When you're studying or zoned out of your wits, he just relies on instinct as this point as he kisses you.

"Hakkai, babe c'mon. I'll never get this done."

"Was I distracting you?"

"..Not really— I like it a lot actually."

"Ok so I'm gonna keep doing it."

- Regardless of your height, what he loves more is who you truly are. There's that strength in your aura, the way you carry yourself and the way you never fail to stand up to any environment that treated you differently.

- He looks at you and just goes "there you are, the best of the best." When you stood up to those who disregard your efforts and work, he just slings his arm to your shoulder, loving the way you can handle yourself.

- When you're pouring your energy into something that you are doing, he doesn't hesitate to be there for you afterwards.

"Stop overworking yourself, love." He comforts you with a gentle kiss to your shoulder.

- Being in a relationship with the brother of Taiju and someone in Toman, it was hard not to be stared at. He usually doesn't care but when they'd stare at you, he could feel how you did the same. Smiling at him and just not wasting any time to pay attention to those heavy glares.

- Your strength sometimes envy him but when the time comes where he's put in a state of trouble again because of his brothers, you swore to remind him of how he should never think less of himself and by the end of the day, he's wrapped in your arms—his worries can disappear.

♡ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 is another shortie but with you, he is utterly in love.

- Right of the bat, he hugs you all the goddamn time. Hugs from behind you where his arms just dangle from your shoulders or down to your waist while his head is on your shoulder.

- His level of teasing is at a minimum but you will get the standard "okay but I'm taller than you" card from him.

- I see him as the type to joke around on how you can't reach for specific stuff like that time where you tried to reach for his manga and you had to stand up on his bed to get it because it was the cabinet above his desk and your boyfriend just sits and stares with a smile.

"Chifuyu."

"Babe, do not throw that manga to me—it's expensive."

- If the others were interested in forehead kisses, this boy loved to give shoulder kisses.

- He dozes off your shoulder a lot so when he wakes up, there's just a planted kiss to your tshirt right at the base of your shoulder. He also likes to peak behind your shoulder as if he was at the same height as you—it's so unnecessary but you just assumed he loved to be that intimate with you.

- Still, your height was incomparable to your personality. It was one of the main reasons he fell in love.

- He thought he looked like a fool when he started staring for a long time when you were doing a presentation to the class. Your intelligence has always caught his eye and something about your energy has always sparked his interest.

- In the way you present yourself, the way you walk without any worries of the words being said behind your back, he knew you were out of his league.

- Your self motivation and ability to see pass through the rough parts of a process will always make him proud.

- YOUR PERSONAL HYPE MAN (PART 2) Similar to Mikey's situation, he just walks away with a cocky smile knowing you won an argument and he sometimes joke how you'd be the one to protect him instead of the other way.

"You can't talk shit if you can't deal with Y/N."

"Chifuyu, please come here-"

"Coming, hun!—but seriously fuck off."

- He's astounded because of you. Every part of your personality he adored and a strong willed person like you will always have his respect and his love.

[wandaromanova]

Little Sister

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: one cuss word, minor BW spoilers

A/N: hello! i’d like to note that this takes place sometime before the events in the Black Widow movie! if you haven’t seen the movie yet, please skip over this story and come back later if you’d like! happy reading <3

anon requested: hiii i have a fluff request after seeing bw haha: could you do nat x fem reader where they're laying in bed snuggling, and r asks her about her family and nat tells her and r notices how cute she looks when she's talking about yelena and it's so soft and ahhhh

Summary: Natasha tells her girlfriend about a piece of her past that she never talks about; her sister.

Word Count: 2K

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Natasha Romanoff has lived a lot of lives. She has been through more than most.

Nat had been taken as an infant by an organization that trained little girls to become lethal assassins.

She was psychologically conditioned to become a killer, having taken more lives than she could count.

Eventually, Natasha had managed to break free from the cage she was forced into and was recruited as a S.H.I.E.L.D agent; it was a new start for her, an opportunity to compensate for the red in her ledger.

So, Natasha took her job seriously, saving as many people as she could, even more so when she became an Avenger; one of earth’s mightiest heroes.

Natasha found something in the team that she never really had before; a family. She found a home within the dysfunctional team she had been recruited into.

Not only did Natasha find a family within the Avengers; she also found the love of her life.

Natasha hadn’t even considered the possibility of ever finding love.

For starters, the Red Room had instilled the concept that love was nothing but a distraction; a liability.

She had been taught that love was for children and it was nothing but a weakness that needed to be avoided at all costs.

She was quite literally programmed to be emotionally closed off and to always have her guard up. Letting someone into her heart was a risk she didn’t want to take.

When Natasha gained her independence from the organization, she had to do a lot of self-discovering. She had never been able to be her own person, but now that she could, she quickly learned that she didn’t even know herself.

However, it was Natasha’s insecurities that truly turned her off from the entire idea of love.

How could any ever possibly love her? She thought she was a monster for the things she’d done. She has done the unspeakable since ever she was a child.

What if she wasn’t enough? What if her baggage was too much for someone else to carry? She didn’t want to be a burden. She didn’t want to have to protect someone, just to fail them like she had failed so many others.

Natasha was positive that no one would ever be crazy enough to love her.

Little did she know, she would end up finding someone crazy enough to do so; you.

•❅──────────────── ‎⧗ ────────────────❅•

When the Avengers were formed, you were extremely nervous about it.

All of the files that you’ve read on your new teammates were unbelievable; they were all phenomenal in their own rights. A super-soldier, a god, a genius, a trained-spy.

You were a spy yourself, so you knew exactly who Natasha Romanoff was. She was a S.H.I.E.L.D legend, the best of the best.

You were more nervous about meeting her than anyone else. What if she judged you? What if she didn’t think you were good enough to be an agent, let alone an Avenger?

Not only was she your superior, but she was also your crush. Yeah, you’d never even met the woman before, but you were crushing on her hard.

She was drop-dead gorgeous, but also quite literally a deadly force. Natasha could easily take down anyone she wanted to, and honestly, you wanted to be one of those lucky people.

When you met Natasha for the first time, you were a flustered mess. The redhead found it amusing, how your cheeks turned a bright shade of red and you stumbled over your words as you praised her work.

Natasha never told you this, but she was immediately smitten the moment she laid eyes on you.

There was a kindness and positivity that just radiated off of you and it was extremely contagious.

You were this beaming ball of light that lit up the darkest parts of her soul.

•❅──────────────── ‎⧗ ────────────────❅•

You got to know Natasha extremely well while being on the team. From observing her closely and paying very close attention to her actions, you had managed to pick up on little things.

She didn’t put any creamer or sugar in her sugar; opting for strong, black coffee.

She was kind of a clean freak. If she saw something out of place, she would be quick to put it in the correct place or position.

When she was happy, she would let a small smirk cross her features. When she was annoyed, she would raise her eyebrows.

When she was stressed out or angry, three little creases would appear on her forehead as her eyebrows would knit together tightly; a subtle frown on her face.

Of course, when you began dating the redhead, you didn’t really have to survey her so closely anymore because she’d tell you things herself.

No matter the circumstances, Natasha would always come to you and rant about it. Whether it was about how shitty a mission went or how she beat Clint’s ass during training; you were the only person she wanted to tell.

Natasha had opened up to you, something she never did with anyone. She told you all about her past.

•❅──────────────── ‎⧗ ────────────────❅•

You had some knowledge of Natasha’s previous life, considering it was in her files, but you didn’t realize just how horrible her childhood truly was.

The Red Room, the heavy weight of guilt that rests on her shoulders, the nightmares that forced her to relive the murders she committed, her time as a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, and becoming an Avenger.

She’d go on and on about her road to redemption or ‘clearing the red out of her ledger.’

Natasha was terrified when she told you about her demons. She figured you were going to leave her the second she finished talking, waiting for you to get up and walk out the door, but you didn’t.

So, you completely caught her off guard when you pulled her into a bone-crushing hug, placing a soft kiss onto her temple, the redhead relaxing in your embrace.

“You’re the strongest person I know. It’s not your fault, you were forced and conditioned to do the things you did.”

Natasha focused on the sound of your voice and took in your words as you softly caressed her red locks with one hand.

“Baby, the amount of respect I have for you is immeasurable. I applaud you for turning your life around for the better. I’m so fucking proud of you.”

Your words had brought tears to Natasha’s eyes, which was a rare occurrence.

She was expecting you to run for the hills, but you chose to pull her closer instead.

In that moment, Natasha knew she never had to be afraid of love again.

You were the most understanding and accepting person she’d ever met.

You would never judge her for her worst mistakes; Natasha had found the one for her and she wasn’t ever going to let go.

•❅──────────────── ‎⧗ ────────────────❅•

Now, a few months later and a year into your relationship with the Russian, you were both lying in bed and cuddling.

You were both watching a movie when a particular scene came on. It was of a family gathering around a Christmas tree, children excitedly opening up presents with gleeful smiles across their faces.

“You know, my sister and I got to take pictures with a Christmas tree once.” Natasha spoke, her eyes fixated on the screen.

You looked up at her in shock. You didn’t know that Natasha had a sister. She told you that she didn’t even so much as know her parent’s names.

Natasha looked down and noticed your confused expression. She reached for the remote on the bedside table and paused the movie before returning her gaze to you.

“There was a mission I was assigned to in Ohio, as a kid. I was assigned to play the daughter of two other Russian spies, Alexei and Melina. It wasn’t just me though, there was a little girl who was assigned as my younger sister. Her name is Yelena.”

Natasha had a reminiscent, happy smile on her face as she recalled the brief period time of her childhood. She looked absolutely adorable as she rambled on about this part of her childhood.

“We took photoshoots of various holidays to make our family look more realistic. My favorite one was Christmas. Even though I knew they were just empty boxes, I wanted to rip open every single one.”

Natasha let out a small giggle at the thought. Even though she had a smile on her face, you could feel and hear the underlying tone of sadness in her voice.

“Yelena and I would spend hours outside, just playing together. Swinging on the swing-sets, looking up at the stars, bending over backward, and getting into a ridiculous competition to see who could hold the position the longest… I always let her win.”

You could see the fondness in her eyes, the longing. It warmed your heart that there was a small glimmer of light in Natasha’s past. There was at least a sliver of hope that she clung tightly onto throughout her time in the Red Room.

“After 3 years, the mission ended. Yelena and I were sent back to the Red Room and were torn apart from one another.

Natasha’s breathing grew heavier as she recalled the unfaithful day. The sight of her sister being taken, and not being able to do anything to help her; still haunted the redhead to this day.

“There were so many men with guns and armor, they literally ripped us away from each other. I was eleven and she was only six.”

Your heart sunk at your girlfriend’s words as her smile dropped. She tore her eyes away from yours as she blinked rapidly, fighting back tears, but failed. You reached your hand up to her cheek and wiped away the fallen droplets.

“I haven’t seen her since. I’d like to think that she found a way out and got a life of her own; a nice, happy life.”

Natasha placed her hand on top of yours before looking down at you once more. You sent her a soft smile when she let out a shaky breath.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

“I knew that the it was all fake, but it was still the best part of my childhood. It was real to me.”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

You nodded your head at her words. She took a brief pause, trying to regain her composure, before continuing.

“Even if we have no true relation to one another, and even if I haven’t seen her in years, she is still my little sister.”

Natasha finished off with a big gasp as sobs wracked her body. You sat up from her embrace and pulled her into your arms, just like you had many times before.

You rubbed her back soothingly as she cried into your shoulder, her tears hitting the exposed skin.

“She sounds amazing, baby. I’m really happy that you had some sort of happiness back then and I hope one day you get to see her again.”

You whispered and Natasha pulled away from the hug, still in your arms as her emerald eyes surrounded by a sea of red, a result of her crying.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

“I doubt she’d even want to see me. I didn’t even try to find her. I’m a horrible sister! I-“

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

You immediately pressed your lips against hers, effectively getting the Russian to calm down. You broke the kiss when her breathing slowed.

“Honey, of course, she’d want to see you again. Like you said, you guys are sisters. I’m positive that it was just as real to her as it was to you.”

You reassured your girlfriend, her eyes a pool of worry and guilt. You rubbed your thumb against her waist, the material of your her hoodie beneath your touch.

“From what you’ve told me about the Red Room, it would’ve been impossible to find her. Stop beating yourself up over it. You’re the best, and I’m totally not biased or anything.”

Natasha let out a small chuckle at that and you smiled at her, wiping away the last of her tears. She collapsed into your hold further, shoving her face into the crook of your neck.

“Thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you so much.”

Natasha’s words came out muffled as her face pressed further into your skin.

“You never need to thank me for anything. I’ll always be here for you, Natty.”

You hugged her as tight as you possibly could, her cold skin meeting your warmth. Natasha let out a small sigh at the feeling.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

“Wherever you go, I go.”

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[2jaeh]

Country Club | Kim Doyoung

Genre: smut , daddy

Warnings: dilf! Doyoung, uni! Reader, RichAU,

Praise kink!, public, just DY being a hot rich dad tbh.

WORD COUNT: 2,9K

Author! SIN

Your father invited a friend to join you for your Saturday morning golf game, the catch was his friend and you have a very dirty secret.

A/N: admin SIN here! Sorry I’ve been IA, I’ve had so many commissions and I’m still working on the freaks prequel and another Yuta fic (help), so here’s a little smutty DY fic while y’all wait !

TAGS: @infnteen 🖤 thanks for the cute msg!

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It was a cool morning and the smell of the wet freshly cut grass signaled the first rain of spring. You were up in your room, taking a break from university, and you found yourself longing for the Mountain View’s of the country club.

Thankfully mom and dad were aching to host a spring party for their friends and you were able to tag along with them to your summer vacation home. It had been awhile since you’d been here, and the last time you set foot on these grounds you were almost in trouble.

Almost.

“Sweetheart dont you think the gardens look absolutely ravishing today” your mom marveled as you made your way downstairs in a white mini tennis skirt and a sky blue golf shirt.

“Absolutely mother” you smiled and placed kiss on her forehead before grabbing the pitcher of lemonade and poured yourself a glass. You stood in front of the clear glass sliding doors watching your father pace the lawn probably talking to a work friend on his phone.

“Mother I thought we were going to the golf course today, he’s not planning on working is he ?” You pouted, stuffing a blueberry muffin into your mouth.

“Your father will never miss a golf session dear” your mother chuckled, “just get your things together sweety your dad will be with you shortly.”

Sighing you downed the last of the lemonade and went to the shoe rack to find your white tennis shoes and asked one of the estates employees to load your golf bag into the golf cart.

Shortly after, your dad followed, a huge smile spread across his face as he noticed your cheeky pout obviously knowing what mood you were in.

“I’m sorry hun but work called, those varsity tuition isn’t going to pay itself now is it ?”

You rolled your eyes playfully and slipped into the golf carts driver seat and patted the seat next to you,

“Ok fine but I’m driving.”

The two of you made your way down the courtyard and into the country club’s entrance. The gravel road was covered by huge oak trees, placed strategically along the sides leading to the huge mansion at the end.

Your father directed you to the golf course and one of the gates men welcomed you in before all you saw in front of you was the bright green golf course.

“I’m feeling lucky today hun, I can feel it” your dad squeezed his fist while you let out a chuckle, “easy there Tiger Woods”

“Well I’m definitely going to beat Doyoung that’s for sure”

“Doyoung ?” Saying his name already brought you a flash of memories.

“Yeah you remember my work buddy Mr Kim right ? He’s here helping out with the party, he brought over his sons too” your dad spoke as you pulled up to the first hole.

“What about his....wife ?” You swallowed, as your mind raced back to last year’s Christmas lunch.

First and fur-most Kim Doyoung was the hottest dad at the country club. He was still quite young in comparison to the other fathers thanks to his choices of getting hitched way too early. Most people would describe him as helpful, responsible the kind of guy who genuinely helped out the people around him.

But you knew a very different side to him.

It was the evening of the lunch that you and a friend had snuck outside for a smoke, knowing your fathers would be tremendously upset with that action for their little girls. After your friend ran off to God knows where, Doyoung had emerged and the look on his face as he watched you drag in that cigarette was...something.

“You’re such a naughty girl y/n disobeying daddy like this” he said in a silky voice, taking the cigarette with his slender fingers and placing it to his own mouth.

You watched him in awe, pulling in that cigarette and exhale the smoke up into the sky like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

“Please don’t tell my dad Mr Kim” you had said in a high tone, surprising yourself at the hint of desperation in your voice.

“Don’t worry it will be our little secret love” Doyoung winked taking in another drag but this time he grabbed your chin and blew the smoke into your mouth. It felt intoxicating. But a sudden call from his wife had pulled you out of your fantasy and he disappeared, not seeing him since then.

Until now ofcourse.

“Oh your mother didn’t tell you ? Doyoung and Hani are divorced now, yeah she took off with some model and left him with the kids” your dad shrugged and greeted the caddy waiting on the course for him.

“Oh I see” you responded, placing a baseball cap on your head and watched your father tee off.

It wasn’t long until you heard another golf cart behind you as you began setting up your shot, wanting to look back desperately.

“Kim Doyoung” your father bellowed as you took your shot and turned around to meet your guests.

You noticed Doyoung had brought both his sons, Jeno a guy somewhat around your age and his little brother Jisung. It was quite surprising to see them outside when you knew they preferred to stay couped up in their bedrooms playing video games.

“Hey y/n, I didn’t know you’d be here too” Jeno shyly waved while Jisung inspected a golf club.

“Yeah I’m on spring break, so I decided to spend a bit of it here” you replied, moving a strand of your hair behind your ear.

Doyoung smiled at you innocently and held out his hand, “it’s good to have you back y/n” he said as you took his hand and nodded shyly. Doyoung returned to his conversation with your father and all you could do was stare at how gorgeous he looked today.

Dressed in white slacks, a navy blue polo shirt and black rimmed glasses, girls your age may not understand your desires but to you Doyoung was incredibly sexy to say the least.

He was well built too, his wide shoulders and small waist gave him a swimmer physique, it was all too tempting to know what he looked like underneath his attire.

“How about we mix the teams, you and y/n versus Jeno and I ?” Your dad suggested and Doyoung looked over at you briefly and smiled,

“You got yourself a deal, winner gets that Sauvignon Blanc you’ve been hoarding in your cellar” Doyoung chuckled and set up his ball for his shot.

You tried not to stare but God was it hard. You watched as his eyes narrowed on his target and his dark hair waved as he swung. Doyoung twisted his body posing as he watched his almost perfect swing lead his ball closer it’s target.

“Jeno get ya head in the game boy” your father grumbled as Jeno found himself lost in a game on his phone.

Jisung snickered as Jeno sighed and removed himself from his game to join the one he was supposed to be playing in reality. You could already tell that your competitive father immediately regretted his decision of swopping teams when Jeno’s swing only had the ball drop just a few feet away from him.

“I mean, that was a hit alright” You stifled a laughter.

“I’m not used to these golf clubs!” Jeno whined as his father tapped him on his shoulder, “A good player never blames the equipment son, y/n let’s head over to the hole shall we ?” Doyoung said jumping into his cart.

“Are we not waiting until we’re done ?” Your father grumbled still watching Jeno struggle with his form.

“Seems like we’ll be here all night if one team doesn’t get a move on” Doyoung pressed his lips together, hiding the smug smile that was beginning to form on his face,

“The caddy’s will make sure we’re not...cheating, let’s go win this y/n.”

You hugged your sulking father and hopped in the golf cart next to Doyoung, keeping your eyes on the path ahead of you.

From time to time you found yourself staring over at him, taking in that side profile as he casually maneuvered the vehicle over the greenery until you arrived at your destination.

“Shall we ?” Doyoung said, wetting his bottom lip with tongue and placed his cold hand on your exposed thigh.

You felt a shiver run down your spine, much like that night with the cigarette. You wanted more, you wanted to test just how far you could go.

And knowing that sneaking around in secret like this only made it more exciting.

“It’s going to be pretty easy to sink this” you pouted as you noticed your ball was just mere centimeters away from the first hole.

“You sound disappointed” Doyoung raised an eyebrow as he watched you set up your shot.

“We’re going to be quite far ahead of them”

“That’s not necessarily a bad thing”

You looked up at Doyoung who causally waited aside, watching you line up your shot. He wasn’t going to say it just yet, but he was definitely enjoying the view.

Sucking in a deep breath you hit the ball, but missed the target completely and felt your cheeks heat up when Doyoung lightly chuckled.

“Your form is correct you just hit it way too hard, here let me help you”

Doyoung dropped his club and made his way over to you as you got into position for your shot. Your breathing hitched when he stood behind you, a hand placed around your waist and the other on top of yours on the golf club.

You could feel his warm breath on your neck as he pulled your hips against his, bending you slightly over to feel a little more of you.

Your eyes fluttered up to where the caddy was, nervous that he’d feel some type away about this interaction but he was too invested in his phone to care.

“He’s not going to say or do anything, trust me” Doyoung whispered into your ear as you felt his hand tighten around your waist and pull your ass even closer to his crotch.

“Like this ?” You pushed your ass up to grind up against him, satisfied when you heard a small moan escape his lips.

You hit the ball and watched it sink into the hole in satisfaction. Doyoung pulled away from your body and clapped at your victory,

“Well done love” he praised and it made you rub your thighs together. You don’t know why but hearing him praise you made you so wet, all you wanted to do was be his good girl.

Doyoung’s turn was next and he easily sunk in his shot and before you knew it you two were already on your way to the next hole.

This time in the drive Doyoung had one hand on your thigh, squeezing lightly as he drove through the course casually. Finally pulling up to the next hole, you immediately got into position to tee off,

“Am I doing it right ?” You pouted back at Doyoung who stood a distance as he downed a bottle of water.

“You got this love, hey I’ll tell you what” Doyoung ran his fingers through his hair and unbuttoned the first button of his Ralph Lauren polo shirt,

“If you get this in with Atleast three shots I’ll give you a reward.”

You swallowed hard, your mind buzzing with what the reward could be. Shaking your head that was filled with fantasies you took your shot, surprised that it was a pretty decent one at that.

“Well done love, you must really want that reward” Doyoung mused, his small praises driving you into a frenzy once again.

Doyoung quickly took yet another perfect shot and the two of you hopped in the cart headed for the final stretch of the play.

Again not wasting anytime you took your shot and managed to complete the round in just two shots, immediately turning to Doyoung and gave him a dashing smile.

“Wow love, you did beautifully” he praised, coming over to stroke your back and sent your thoughts into overdrive,

“Let me finish up here and we can sort that reward out” Doyoung’s voice was filled with mischief.

Just like he said Doyoung finished his round quite quickly and went over to the caddy whispering to him before heading back to you in the cart.

“What did you tell him ?” You asked as Doyoung started the ignition and began driving on a slightly different, more secluded path.

“Told him not to follow us, and just meet us at the next hole” Doyoung pressed his lips together and you watched his eyes search for a spot that was hidden from passerby’s.

Doyoung stopped the engine and jumped out of the cart, quickly pulling you out and leaned your back against the hood of the golf cart. His eyes were dark and a smirk grew on his face as his fingers brushed against your cheek, over your chest and eventually landed on your thigh.

“You love to praised y/n, I’ve taken notice of that” he hummed and his fingers separated your legs slightly as it moved higher up your skirt.

“I want you to know how good I am” you fluttered your lashes at him, leaning back into the hood and licked your lips.

“You think you’re good ?” Doyoung chuckled darkly as his finger grazed your soaked underwear, “I think you’re a bad girl y/n, just so fucking bad.”

You bit down on your lip as Doyoung pushed your underwear to the side and pushed his index finger into your core. You threw your head back as Doyoung slowly fingered you, bringing his mouth to you jaw and kissed you gently.

“But you know a promise is a promise and you deserve your reward” Doyoung responded by inserting two more fingers in you, quickly using his free hand to cover your mouth before you moaned.

“I’m good...daddy”

Doyoung’s ears perked at the nickname and responded by moving his fingers even faster, pushing his large frame into yours as you began chasing your orgasm.

Just as you were about to come undone Doyoung removed his fingers and wiped your wetness on your skirt before pulling you into a hot and sloppy kiss.

“If you think you’re a good girl, how about doing something about this huh” Doyoung growled into your ear and grabbed your hand, placing it over his hardened member.

You immediately slipped down to your knees and unbuckled his pants, waiting to please him. Doyoung freed his member and looked down as you took him into your mouth, making sure every inch of him entered before slowly sucking him off.

“Fuck...that feels so good, you’re doing so good my love” he sighed, throwing your cap aside and grabbed tufts of your hair as you sucked him off in the middle of the country club golf course.

Doyoung began thrusting into your mouth until you felt him hit the back of your throat and he came undone, feeling every bit of him slide down your throat.

Doyoung brought you up and swiped his thumb across your lips before inserting it into your mouth while you sucked on it gently.

“You’re right, you’re such a good girl” he praised and began rubbing his member in between your thighs as you felt him slowly grow hard once more.

“Do I get a reward again daddy ?” You placed your manicured hands on his chest and looked up at him with barely innocent eyes.

“Ofcourse, anything for you my love” Doyoung mused and spun you around, bending you over the golf cart and dropped your panties down to your knees.

Doyoung pushed his member into your core and slipped a hand in front between your legs to stimulate you while he fucked you senseless. He placed a hand over your mouth once more, the last thing he needed was your father or his own damn kids walking in on this.

But he wanted to feel as much of you as he could and removed the hand from your mouth and slipped it under your shirt, giving your breast a squeeze.

“Don’t you dare make a sound my love, or else I’ll stop” Doyoung grunted as he heard your soft whimpers in his ear.

Doyoung felt himself getting closer again and pulled out, leading you to the seats of the cart and propped you up on it and entered you again. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you felt him twitch inside of you. Grabbing onto the seats for support you nodded at him, signaling that you too were close and Doyoung sped up until you came all over his member and he pulled out waiting for your mouth to return to his tip.

“Take it all in again my love, you’re such a good girl” he groaned, biting down on his lips and your mouth wrapped around him once more and felt his liquid run down your throat for the second time that day.

You finally cleaned up and Doyoung neatened himself before texting the caddy that the two of you were on your way.

“What’s the next reward daddy ?” You raised your eyebrow at him as you watched a smug smile spread across his face as he drove,

“Well after this game is over and you get yourself cleaned up, how about meeting for another reward daddys room ?”

[mindninjax]

Heat of the Moment

Pairing: Tobio Kageyama x Reader (College AU)

Rating: Explicit (18+ minors do not interact)

Warnings: virgin!Kageyama, sex, virgin sex, nipple play, condom sex, Y'all it's pretty tame ok. It's wholesome sex

Word Count: 2.6K

a/n: HERE IT IS CEE! @spacelabrathor I PROMISED YOU A KAGS FIC AND IT'S HERE. Here he is in all his cute, dumb, awkward, blunt (but still a fucking prodigy at everything he does) glory! ALSO FOR YOU some Atsumu slander bahahah. (No one come for me I love Atsumu but like... come on, mans is a little asshole) ANYWHOO This is supposed to serve as a little continuation to my first Kags fic So I hope you enjoy! Also s/o to my love @dymphnasprose for always dropping sweet yummy Tobio thirsts in my DMs and making me absolutely feral for this man. I love you forever baybeeee

“I want to have sex.”

He’s decided, made up his mind, the decision is final, no more going back and forth. Steely blue eyes gauge your very surprised expression as you lay on your belly on his bed, feet kicking the air as you read a book. Your eyes widen in surprise as you take in your boyfriend’s expression.

“What?” you ask, chuckling and pulling yourself up to sit and give him your full attention.

“I want to have sex with you.” He repeats it, confident and reassured that it is exactly what he wants as he looks into your eyes. When you raise a questioning brow, he stomps over to the bed to sit beside you and place a hand on the small of your back.

“Tobio, is this about what Atsumu said last week?”

You know how much Atsumu is able to get under his skin. He teases him constantly about being a virgin after Tobio accidently and drunkenly let it slip that he hadn’t done anything with you other than heavy petting and heated make out sessions. Atsumu has teased him since then, making jokes about one day stealing you from him so you could be with someone with experience. As if you’d leave Tobio for Atsumu. Yeah right.

“You know I’d never leave you for him, right?” you say looking into his eyes with a worried expression. His cobalt eyes gleam back at you, getting momentarily lost in your beauty before he scowls again.

“It has nothing to do with that piss-haired loser!” he says defensively. He knows you wouldn’t leave him, especially not for Atsumu, but he can admit—only to himself—something else Atsumu said is what helped him make his decision.

There’s nothing better than seeing a woman come undone around you. You look at her face and see her pleasure and know it’s all because of you and you feel invincible.

Tobio swallows hard when he pictures for the fifth time tonight your face twisted in pleasure. You gasping and moaning his name like the woman in the porn he watched for reference last night. His hand moves to rub your back seductively and his expression softens.

He really does love you, you’ve put up with so many of his mood swings, supported him at every game, even helped him with homework is some of his toughest classes.

“I just want to be able to make you feel good. I know you’ve had sex with other guys before me, but I wanna be the one who made you feel the best.”

You crawl into his lap, straddling his muscular thighs and draping your arms around his neck to plop a kiss onto his surprised lips. The tiny lounge shorts dig into your thigh as you look at him through your lashes and he digs his fingers into your plump ass. He intakes a breath when you grind on the bulge in his pants and his eyes grow wide.

“You don’t have to prove anything to me,” you say, a sultry smile working it’s way onto your face. “But I won't say no to you trying.”

You kiss him, grasping his silky jet black locks and plunging your tongue into his mouth. Both his large hands grasp your ass as you grind down harder on the growing bulge in his pants.

Tobio always gets a boner when the two of you make out, but to feel how warm you are and how close your pussy is to his dick, it makes him grunt into your mouth. He leans back on the bed, flopping onto his back as he holds your waist and balances you atop of him.

You continue kissing him, purring and humming against his lips, and when you pull back to look him in the eye, a string of spit keeps the two of you connected. He looks at you in earnest, biting his lip and trying to focus on your pretty face instead of the ache in his shorts.

“Ok so should I fuck you now? Why are our clothes still on?” He asks with complete seriousness and you snort. Your world shines brighter due to his absolute lack of tact, and he frowns when he thinks you’re making fun of him.

“What?” he grumbles.

“That’s something Atsumu won’t tell you, probably because he sucks at it. There’s a beautiful thing called foreplay and you’re going to learn it,” you say as you smile against his lips and run your hand down his chest.

“From a woman no less, which means…you’ll already be ahead of the game.” You grind your hips down upon him again and he’s too late to stop the groan that tumbles from his pink lips.

You smirk then roll to the side to move off of him and he rises up in shock, eyes wide and worried. But he holds his breath when he sees you standing and removing your shirt and shorts before you look over your shoulder at him.

“Well, I can’t be the only one undressed.”

Tobio quickly sheds his shirt and shorts, sitting clad only in his tight compression underwear on the bed. He stares at your bra and underwear, eyes drinking in every deep curve, the swell of your breast, and how the thin twine of the straps of your thong sit on your hips.

His fingers fist into the sheets of the bed and his cock twitches at the mere sight of you. He can’t remember how he got so lucky but he smiles smugly to himself when he pictures the surprised look on Atsumu’s face when he finds out.

You tiptoe over to him sitting on the edge of the bed and push his thighs apart to stand between them. He wraps an arm around your waist and cranes his neck to look up at you. You run a hand through his hair, pushing it from his forehead. His long fingers trace down the curve of your back and you sigh at his touch. He places his forehead against your stomach and closes his eyes.

“Your skin is so soft. I want to kiss it,” he mumbles. You chuckle as you continue rubbing his hair.

“So why don’t you?” He opens his eyes and obliges, placing his lips against your stomach. You sigh again as he kisses down your stomach and stops at the hem of your underwear. His hands are on your hips now, digging into your skin and fiddling with the straps of your panties. He’s so eager, the excitement he usually saves for the volleyball court oozing out of him as his piercing gaze asks you for permission.

You give a curt nod and he loops his long fingers through the skimpy string of your panties and slowly pulls them down your legs. When you’ve stepped out of them and he’s face to face with your pussy, he gasps in amazement. He takes a few moments to look over you, his hands running up your thigh before he continues his path of kisses from your stomach down to your clit. He stops suddenly when you whimper and his eyes are wide with panic.

“Sorry, is that bad?” he asks in a small voice. You don’t realize your eyes are closed until you open them to see his eyes panic stricken expression. You rub his hair gently and give him a reassuring smile.

“Nope, it’s actually really really good. Aren’t I the lucky one to get a guy who doesn’t have to be told to kiss my pussy,” you say laughing. Tobio smiles up at you as well, now more calm by your relaxing tone.

“Can’t help it when it’s that pretty.”

He pulls you down on top of him and you squeal as you straddle his waist. He lays on his back, massaging your hips as you mount him. You reach behind your back to unhook your bra and his eyes grow even wider as your tits fall. You always knew Tobio was a boob guy, but the way he’s looking at you now, mouth slightly agape as he licks his lips, definitely cements that fact.

His cock twitches in his underwear and you give him a quick kiss before shimmying down his body to free him from his cotton prison. You’ve never seen Tobio naked before. You’ve felt his impressive length through his pants when you two have fooled around and fantasized about how pretty it would be when you finally witnessed it but like always with Tobio, it's better than you expected.

He’s not too long but he’s quite thick. He's already dripping precum and it leaks onto his belly when it pops free; the tip is a beautiful plush pink that matches the flush of his skin when he sees you staring hungirly at it.

When you bring it to your lips and lick the tip, he groans loudly and clutches the sheets on the bed tightly. “Wait…I almost…” he grunts through his teeth. You look up at him apologetically. A blowjob probably isn’t the best idea for his first time, but you definitely make a mental note to suck him off some time soon. The man’s cock is way too pretty not to be in your mouth.

“Sorry,” you say before moving back up his body to kiss him passionately. He grunts into your mouth as you bite his lips. His hands tangle in your hair and he ruts against your ass in anticipation. When he moves to bite your neck you moan and whisper his name.

“S’okay. I wanna...suck…” he grunts, pawing at your breast as he nibbles and licks your neck. He sounds like he’s asking permission and you breathe out a quick, “yes” before rising up to sit on his lap.

You can feel his heart speed up, thrumming underneath you as he raises and pulls your body flush to his. You feel his long lashes flutter against your chest before he latches to your nipple and groans deeply. You’re not sure how he knows exactly what to do but your pussy grows wetter with every flick of his tongue on your skin.

“Mmm Tobio, you’re so good at that,” you moan and you can tell he likes the praise. He flexes his hips up into you, grinding against your ass and you moan again desperately as blood pumps straight to your cunt.

Tobio continues licking and sucking your nipples, moving from each one to give them equal amounts of attention, but when he bites down and sucks like he’s pulling something from you, you throw your head back in bliss, a loud shrill whimper bursting from you.

You’re ready now, your body vibrating with anticipation. You push him to flop on his back again, lean over to open the desk drawer, and grab a condom. You quickly rip it open with your teeth, pull it out in one quick motion and roll it slowly down his length.

He watches in amazement, you’re a pro at this. How on earth were you able to make opening a condom that sexy? You lock eyes with him now as you hover above his dick and his chest heaves up and down. He thinks once again about how lucky he is, how gorgeous you are, and how much he can’t wait to see your face when you’re coming on top of him.

“Don’t be nervous baby,” you purr as you line the tip up with your pussy. Even through the condom he can feel how warm you are, and he has to take deep breaths and focus on not finishing too early.

“Don’t you wanna make me feel good?”

He grits his teeth as you sink slowly down onto him. You spread around his length and he watches in awe as you take him. You both cry out when you’ve sunk all the way down on top of him and your walls are fluttering as you become accustomed to him.

Tobio’s eyes are squeezed shut, he’s panting trying desperately not to think about how fucking warm and tight you are. He can feel you clenching, feel you caress his cock and he can’t imagine how good it would feel if the condom weren’t between you two. His hands are digging into your hips, leaving marks as he concentrates on holding in the cum he wants to shoot into you.

“Shit…is it always like this?” He grunts as he looks up at the ceiling.

You chuckle as you run your hands up your body, massaging your own tits and pinching your nipples. You lean down to whisper in his ear.

“No, it’s even better without a condom,” you smirk and he gasps at the thought. You lift your hips then, placing your palms on his broad chest and balancing yourself to hover over the tip before plunging down onto him again.

You continue rocking your hips and bouncing on him and he swears he can see stars. He grunts and moans, gasping as you draw circles with your hips on his cock. He remembers how good you are at dancing and isn’t surprised at how well you ride him.

“Fuck...shit this feels so good,” he groans and momentarily open his eyes to watch your lovely face. Your eyes are lidded and you’re biting your lips in concentration, a seductive smile playing on the edge of your lips.

“You’re doing so well baby,” you coo. You’re impressed, he’s lasted far longer than you thought he would, but then again Tobio’s always had great stamina.

Your ass slaps against him, bobbing like the first time he saw you twerking and it only makes him buck up into you more. Your tits are bouncing as the room fills with the sultry sound of slapping skin. He bites his lip as he feels his insides tighten, a pressure building in him as your pace quickens.

Your moans are loud, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure and when you whimper his name, it feels like he’s on the court. His instincts kick in and he flips you on your back. He pulls your body close to his and looks into your eyes before he plunges into you.

The new position allows him to hit an angle no guy you’ve been with has ever been able to hit and you cry out in ecstasy. He pumps into you desperately, kissing you and watching as your eyes start to roll to the back of your head. He feels so good inside you and he’s so close his arms and legs are starting to shake.

He watches as you bite your lip, scream his name and clench so hard around him he doesn’t have to be a pro to know you’ve just come. He smiles a cocky smile to himself before a guttural growl breaks from him and he spills a thick load of cum into the condom. So Atsumu was right about that. There’s nothing better than seeing you scream his name and watch you come undone because of him.

He stays embedded in you for a few minutes as both of you twitch and come down from your high. His head rests in your neck and when he’s finally caught his breath he flashes you a cocky smirk. You giggle and roll your eyes, not needing to hear him say anything.

“How the fuck did you do that?” you ask as he pulls out of you and removes the condom.

“I don’t know, my body moved on it’s own I guess,” he shrugs as you take the condom from him, tie the end and dispose of it. You kiss him on the lips and shake your head with a smile.

“Should’ve known you’d be a goddamn prodigy at it.”

Tobio pulls you back into his arms to hold you and bask in the after sex glow. He’d finally done it and he’d managed to get you to come too. A prodigy you’d called him. This was definitely something he’d “accidentally” share with Atsumu next time.

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Thanks for reading!

[salemwritesxx]

𝓪 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽.

𝕂𝔸𝕄𝔸𝔻𝕆 𝕋𝔸ℕ𝕁𝕀ℝ𝕆

     ⇴ x male reader [under 5‘0“, merman hashira]      ⇴ all characters are depicted as [18]+

↳ summary/request: Part 2 of this.

↣ rating: explicit, 18+ ↣ warnings: smut, monster sex, merman x human, double dicks, double penetration

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Rushing down, Tanjiro met you at the usual isolated little area where you had shared your first kiss. Now, months later, it was still your secret place to meet – not that he or you really hid the fact that you started dating. But it was nice knowing no one would interrupt you or find you there.

“[your.name]?”, he called for you, your name echoing in the silent night that was only disturbed by the sound of ocean waves.

“Jiro? You’re already here?”, a head poked through the surface of the water. As you smiled at him, Kamado also couldn’t help but smile back.

“Mh. I came back as soon as I reported everything.”

“Wait I’ll come out then-“

“No.”, he surprised you a little, though the smile on his lips didn’t falter, “I’ll come in, [your.name]!”

Thus, you watched as he slipped off his haori, letting it fall onto the ground, before his uniform followed, one piece after another. Tanjiro was not shy anymore like a few months ago. Instead, even though he had scars from battles, he confidently took off everything until he was completely naked.

And you just look at him in awe – he was so pretty. You loved him so much.

“Ah, it’s cold.”, Tanjiro giggled and gasp at the same time when he swiftly jumped into the cool ocean water.

“That’s why I told you I’d come out.”, you laughed and your arms opened immediately, inviting him. And certainly, you didn’t have to say anything as he swam the last few feet to get to you, strong arms wrapped around your neck in an instant.

“Nhn.”, he shook his head and leaned in, softly kissing your lips, “[Your.name]… I wanna go all the way today.”

His sudden request surprised you, though before you could say anything, his ruby eyes met your own [eye.color] ones – he was determined. Even though he looked so confident, you still breathed a mere, “Are you really…?”

“Yes.”, Tanjiro whispered back and cuddled his head against yours. His naked body was pressed against your own and his legs wrapped around your fishtail.

“Then, I won’t hold back, my love.”, you smiled at last.

Those words alone made his heart jump in his chest, only for Tanjiro to softly whine when you buried your hand in his hair to pull him close. Your lips collided and his arms tightened around your neck, knowing, even though you were still smaller in your merman form than him, you would hold him up and not let him drown – well, only drown in the sweet bliss and pleasure.

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“Ah-“, a choked moan escaped his lips, only to bite it in order to not get too loud as your fingers were stirring up his insides; penetrating that sweet spot of his while he was barely able to keep it together, hanging onto you in the water and trying to touch you as well.

You two did have sex before in your merman form, but today was special, because today, he finally wanted to be fucked by both of your cocks. Tanjiro had been longing for it for quite some time after all.

“[Your.name]!”, whining your name, his glazed, ruby eyes were half open as he looked at you. Though closing them instinctively when you came closer to kiss him, his heart made three flips just from such sweet gestures.

“Ahnh mhnnghH!”, Tanjiro couldn’t stop moaning against your lips, not when you entered a third finger to spread his ass. Your own cocks were excitingly throbbing and twitching against the palm of his calloused hand as he wanted to touch and stimulate you as well.

Your tongues were playfully fighting, muffling his moans like that, while his hand was holding onto your shoulder, the other wrapped around one of your dicks. His own cock was leaking so much precum already, everything getting washed away by the ocean waves and yet, your body kept him from floating anywhere, strongly pressed against you.

“[Your.name]…”, whimpering against your lips, Tanjiro pulled back at last, gasping softly and drool dripping from his lips.

“You’re so cute, Tanjiro.”, you smiled gently, but the gleaming in your [eye.color] eyes told him everything. You were just as aroused as him and it made him so unbelievably happy.

“AHN!”, and then, he couldn’t muffle his aroused moan when all three digits of yours were thrusted inside fully. With shaking legs and shivering hands, he grip you even tighter, your own low moan vibrating in your chest as he pumped your cock harder.

“[Y-your.n-name], I… I am ready. Please.”, his lips brushed against your own, “Do it. L-love me.”

“Being this cute must be seriously prohibited!”, you thought while smashing your lips on his, his desperate moan and the way he held on were just so arousing, you could barely hold back.

Pulling out your fingers, Tanjiro moaned into the kiss once more, before you gently pushed his hand away from one of your weirdly curved, inhuman cocks. Instead, you placed his arm around your shoulder, breathing a mere “Hold on, Darling.” while your hand slipped down to his ass once more.

Massaging his cheeks with both hands, you spread them and pulled him closer, a lustful hiss escaping your lips against your lovers, Kamado only whining and kissing you deeper in response. Thrusting lightly, you rubbed both of your cocks between his ass, the long, twisted tips brushing against his twitching hole seriously driving him crazy - you were such a tease.

But then, you used your hand to adjust your cocks and in the end, pressing them both against his hole, you started to push, his ass opening up almost immediately, sucking you in eagerly. Once both of your cockheads were in, Tanjiro’s ragged breathing calmed down a bit, yet he knew, there was something much thicker waiting for him.

“Tanjiro. Tell me if it’s too much.”, you mumbled against his lips, kissing them over and over again and he returned every little one of them.

“Mhmm”, an approved, high-pitched whine was all he could do.

Your movements were slow as you eased into his tight ass, spreading him more and more as he was pushed down onto your cocks. He was moaning and grunting, especially when you started playing with his own dick, jolts of pleasure mixed with discomfort made it much easier to take both of your cocks at once.

As you pushed his ass down, the base of your curved, twisted cocks got thicker with more bumps, making Tanjiro gasp in delight as the little nubs brushed against his twitching insides. His hole was tightening and sucking you in more. And at last, he was pressed fully against your scaly skin.

“God…. your such a Good Boy, aren’t you, Tanjiro?”, your inhuman purr was intense and all he could do was nod and hiccup your name.

Staying connected like this for a second, Kamado adjusted to the thickness and lengths of your dicks more easily than you thought, and before you knew it, he softly tried to sway his hips, making you hiss. He wanted to be fucked – now.

So, you granted him his wish.

“Hold on tight!”, was the last thing you grumbled deeply, before your hips started moving, immediately sending Tanjiro flying.

Due to your very special form changing ability, you easily moved underwater, thus slamming your cocks into him without the water disturbing your movements or strength.

“AHNH! AHHhh NHHH [Your.name]! [YOUR.NAME]!”, he didn’t care to hold back his voice anymore, moaning loudly and freely into the night. He always enjoyed making love, but being fucked by both of your cocks at once was a new level of ecstasy he didn’t know he could reach.

Tears of pleasure were dripping down his cheeks and his cock was throbbing in your pumping hand, never letting him even breathe for a second as you drilled your dicks into him relentlessly. Tanjiro’s legs were shaking and he knew, if it wasn’t for you holding him, he would probably drown with how utterly unable he was to think one straight, coherent thought.

“AH I- I- Ah- Love yOU!”, Tanjiro sobbed. Every time, he still thought he was dreaming. Being together with you, was like a dream.

And even though, it had been months since your confession, he still was so lucky and happy that it almost hurt.

“I love you, too, Jiro!”, your own grunted answer made his heart flip.

The friction of your cocks rubbing together, and from being engulfed by his hot, tight ass was almost too much to handle for you. God, he just felt so fucking amazing. How his body melted against your own so perfectly and even though the ocean water was pretty cold, Tanjiro himself was burning up.

“D-Darling, I’m… close…”, pressing those words out between gritted teeth was the only thing you could do before another moan spilled from your lips, feeling almost too overwhelmingly good. Now, that Tanjiro could fit both of your dicks at once, it truly was almost too much.

“[Y-Your.name]- AHn! M-me… Me too… Hnnn-!”, stuttering your name, he threw his head back at last when you started teasing his sensitive cockhead with your thumb.

One last time, your free hand grabbed his ass, your nails digging into his flesh as you pressed him against your body. Your tail was thrashing in the water as you raggedly started shoving your cocks into his ass. His hole being so sloppy and wet due to all the precum you were leaking.

“Ah, AH! Ughhnh-!”, Tanjiro couldn’t hold back his moans, his legs were shaking due to being penetrated so vigorously and your hand playing with his dick. All he could do was lean his forehead against your own and let the burning sensation in his abdomen take over.

And once that happened, it was over.

His cock was throbbing and bouncing in your hand from the strong orgasm sweeping through his body. Squirting cum into the ocean, his body spasming from the intense feeling while his mouth was hanging open as he tried to desperately gasp for breath – though getting interrupted by his pleasurable cries and sobs.

As Tanjiro was tightening so much around your cocks, it was almost unbearable for you. Grabbing him tightly and following him with your own release. Your deep, delightful moans and little grunts mixed with his own aroused sounds. Dicks vividly throbbing and moving, you filled him up with your cum. His ass overflowing almost immediately and releasing your seed back into the ocean, even though you had stuffed him full with your cocks.

“Ahn- d-don’t… pull out… yet…”, Tanjiro barely stammered as he buried his face at your shoulder to calm down. You just purred and nodded while also showering his face and the side of his head with kisses. Using your tail, you slowly swam back to the shores, since you had drifted off quite a lot.

Kamado just enjoyed those sweet gestures since his body was limp anyways from being fucked too good. Though, when you reached the little isolated beach again, you pulled yourself and him out of the water, just so it was barely reaching your hips.

Looking down your body from the corner of his eyes, he watched as your fishtail transformed back into human legs. And with that, a soft moan and grunt escaped his lips as your cocks slipped out (to transform back as well); releasing all that cum that you had stuffed him with, having it drip down over his balls and into the water.

“I love you.”, you said in a hushed voice while kissing his forehead. Tanjiro just smiling as he cuddled against your smaller body, his legs tangled with yours and his hand also reaching for your own.

“I love you too, [your.name]! I love you… so much…”, he tiredly mumbled back, before taking your hand and squeezing it softly.

Thankfully, it was a warm summer night, thus you could both savor the moment a little longer, laying together in the warm sand and caressing each other.

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⇻ salem.talks: like I promised, the spicy part! also thanks to some nice encouragement and ideas, I tried to “personalize” my posts without using banners and just some different fonts and symbols and general new stuff. so far, I like it :)

[lilxberry]

That’s My Girl - Scott Lang

Requested by: @bnhaxreaderquotes​

Could I have a Scott Lang x longterm girlfriend fic?? Where she’s like super strong but super dumb?? Like she’s Thor but human and female XD bonus if she lifts Thor’s hammer to get to something and everyone’s like 👀 and she’s like ??? And scots like 🥰 “that’s my gf”

I loved this idea, I just really didn’t want to use the word stupid so much lmao I mostly referred to reader as “slow” I believe but like, this whole thing is kinda cute asf so I’m happy with it. I hope you’re happy with it too

Warnings: Like, a singular swear. Sweet ass Scott. Upset!Reader? IDEK ANYMORE.

Words: 1,645

Pairings: Scott Lang x Reader (female reader) (super strong reader?)

Unplanned sequel; That’s My Wife

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There’re many words to describe you.

Sweet? Yes. Kind? Yep. Selfless? Definitely. Beautiful? 100%. Strong? No doubt.

Stupid?

No, just…slow.

It’s not that you lacked intelligence, just, your brain worked at a different pace to that of others. Your fellow teammates could tell you that. Especially your partner Scott.

Scott, the sweetie pie that he is, certainly tries his best to help you catch up, to understand things that hadn’t really made sense to you at first. He’s no stranger to defending you either, no matter who or what it’s against.

Including your teammates.

“So, like C-3P0?”

Your head was tilted in confusion and your face was scrunched up as you tried desperately to understand what Tony was talking about.

You had walked into the lab finding all of the Avengers surrounding Tony rambling on about his newest creation, engineering some crazy new robotic tech. The others that had been subjected to his showcasing had explained to you that he’d called them in, forced them to watch the unveiling of Frankenstarks newest monster.

When you had asked why you hadn’t been called in, you’d missed the way Tony and the others tensed up. They knew that you wouldn’t understand a word Stark was speaking, as if the man were speaking some foreign language to you, but they didn’t want to explain that it was because you were ‘dense’.

The heaven-sent that is Scott stepped forward, a big, bright smile on his face as he entwined his fingers with your own as he came up with an excuse for the billionaire, saving Starks’ skin and sparing your feelings.

“He thought you’d find it boring. We all do to be honest honey but only so many of us are lucky enough to have an out,” was the sugar-coated explanation he conjured up on the spot.

You bought it easily, nodding in understanding with the sweetest of smiles before reaching up on your tiptoes to plant a kiss on his cheek. The others visibly relaxed, though you were oblivious as you stared up at Scott with a love-sick expression.

You had then gone on to ask what exactly it was that Tony had been working on which had led to a longwinded explanation with wild gestures and a heap of words you certainly didn’t understand whatsoever. Truth be told, he’d lost you within the first sentence.

Tony heaved a sigh. “No, not like C-3P0. The design is completely different and the level of A.I. being used it higher than that of C-3P0,” he spoke exasperatedly, a mocking tone taking over his tone near the end.

Feeling even more confused that what you had originally felt, you tried once more to understand.

“So…like Vision?”

Sam snorted as majority of the others smirked or tried to supress their smiles, Vision unsurprisingly seemed stoic as ever. Tony, on the other hand, had a look of genuine surprise. Almost looking proud.

“Uh, yeah, actually. You worked that out a lot faster than I thought you would honestly,” Tony said as an off-handed comment causing the others to still and Scott to tense slightly beside you while your brows furrowed.

“What’d you mean?”

Scott once again interjected to save the day, dragging your attention to him instead. “None of us really got it, that’s all. I’m pretty sure Thor still doesn’t, honestly.” He whispered the last part as he pointed his thumb towards the towering, blonde Asgardian.

Although your heart fluttered at the thought of Scott trying to be so sweet and kind to you, you couldn’t help the hurt that spread through you. You knew how the others viewed you, how they thought you were stupid, how you don’t understand anything.

Rather than show it affected you, you forced a smile on to your face and a tiny giggle to pass your lips.

Glancing at the others before allowing your eyes to fall back on to your boyfriend, you kept the feigned smile on your lips as you spoke. “I just remembered I gotta load of stuff to do. I’ll see you guys later.”

Scott flashed you his pearly whites in a wide smile before pecking your forehead and giving you a quiet “Sure babe.”

Walking backwards, you called out loudly to the group before exiting the room. “Have fun with Vision 2.0.”

Usually, when the team unintentionally commented on you in such a way, it would never really affect in such a negative way but today, it was just a series of failure after failure, your day all-round being bad.

From the comment in the lab, to the accidental breaking of a trainee’s arm due to you forgetting the strength you held over others, to Steve and Bucky taking the last of the coffee in the pot of the coffee machine which you had no idea how to work.

You had even bumped into someone in the hallway, the file you had been carrying falling to the ground and the papers inside scattering across the floor in disarray, leaving you to try reorganising the lot, taking a whole hour and a half.

It’s unfortunate that the person to be at the end of your disgruntled mood would be someone who you strongly considered a friend.

The Avengers who were currently residing at the compound were all scattered within the main living area and the open kitchen when you walked in, looking dishevelled as you frantically searched for a package that you had been notified had been delivered.

Walking through, you looked to see if the damn thing was atop any table you passed. Hell, you even lifted one of the chairs slightly to see if someone was cruel enough to hide the thing under it.

Although everyone had opted to watch you curiously, it was your sweet Scott to break the silence.

“Hey honey, whatcha’ doing there?” he asked curiously.

You grumbled out your answer, honestly ready for the day to be over with. “I’m looking for my delivery.”

Sam snorted before pointing towards the island in the centre of the kitchen. “You mean that massive package right there?”

Low and behold, there sat your package on top of the cool, marble surface, just with an added feature. You scowled, storming over towards the thing. You turned your fiery gaze to Thor, who was overall minding his own business chowing down on the entire contents of a Pop Tart box.

“WHY DID YOU PUT YOUR HAMMER ON MY FUCKING DELIVERY?!” You roared out, everyone’s eyes widened in complete and utter shock, Thor even jumped at the sudden loud booming. As he opened and reclosed his mouth repeatedly in a pathetic attempt to say something, anything, you continued.

“There could’ve been something really important in there! Or-or super fragile or something! What if you broke it?!”

During your explosion at the poor Asgardian, you happened to grasp the handle of Mjölnir and lift it with ease, causing everyone’s eyes to widen further and even a few mouths to drop open, gaping at the sight in front of them, Tony choking on his drink that he had been taking a sip of. Although Scott was just as shocked as those around him, he more so looked like a small child who’s completely wonder-struck, a twinkle in his eye.

“Never, and I mean NEVER, put your hammer on my damn things again. GOT IT?!” You shoved the hammer into Thors’ chest harshly, causing him to fumble to get a hold of it.

Once certain he had a tight grasp on the thing, you released your hold and spun on the spot, now becoming witness to everyone’s flabbergasted expressions. “WHAT?” you asked in exasperation and confusion, today completely tiring you out mentally and emotionally.

A pregnant silence befell you all before Scott suddenly jumped out of his seat, face ecstatic, arms raised high into the air above his head, hands balled up into fists, a loud and excited shout escaping him.

“YES!”

“You-you’re worthy?” Thor asked quietly to no one in particular.

Your brows furrowed deeply, now entirely confused and ever so slightly self-conscious. “What?”

“You’re worthy babe! Hell yeah! Up top!” he had made his way over towards you, now one arm raised with his hand now relaxed, waiting on you to give him a high five.

“I’m not following…”

“Only Thor could lift the hammer ‘cause he was the only one who’s worthy or whatever. It’s like impossible for anyone else to lift it,” Clint started to explain before being cut off by Natasha.

“Until you, that is. You’re the only other one whose been able to lift it.”

“Oh,” was all you said before shrugging your shoulders and waddling your way past Scott and towards your package on the kitchen island, picking it up and beginning to walk away.

Before you left though, you thought this to be the perfect opportunity to finally boast about something that you had been able to do that the others couldn’t. “Well, I may be stupid but at least I don’t put my back out by trying to lift a little hammer.”

You smirked as you continued to walk away, your destination being your room, package what would be heavy to most in your arms. Scott laughed loudly, something you could hear as you continued to retreat to your bedroom.

Meanwhile…

“HELL YEAH! THAT’S MY GIRL! WOO!” Scott began to follow after you, still shouting out every single word he spoke. “HONEY! THAT WAS LIKE THE COOLEST THING EVER! DID YOU SEE THEIR FACES?! Oh man, I can’t wait to tell Cass. SHE’S GONNA FREAK!”

The Avengers were still suck in their retrieves of shock, all unmoving, all trying to process the newfound information that you could lift the hammer.

Thor seemed to be taking it the worst, looking ever so slightly frightened, gulping loudly.

“I believe I have new matters to discuss with my father...”

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I love any Paul Rudd character just as much as him

I even have a t-shirt with his beautiful ass face on lmao

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Anywho, I hope you enjoy

As always, constructive criticism and requests are welcomed and greatly appreciated :D

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[drabbles-mc]

“Forget Something?”

Angel Reyes x Reader

Request by @thesandbeneathmytoes: Angels girl wants a kiss before he leaves and he’s like you always make me late mami but ok, because he can’t resist her, but then in another scene she’s running out of the clubhouse to get somewhere and gives EZ a kiss on the cheek but then the person in the car is like let’s go YN so she runs out the door and forgets to kiss angel and then gets hole that night and he’s like, cutely salty about it?

Warnings: language, Angel being super cute

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: I love writing needy and salty Angel haha. He’s too cute. Hope y’all enjoy! xo

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You woke up to the sound of Angel fumbling around the room. You slowly opened your eyes to see him hurriedly pulling on clothes. He heard you stirring and softly told you to go back to sleep.

“Where you going so early?” your voice was raspy with sleep.

“Last-minute club shit. Sorry, querida. I’ll text you later but I gotta run,” he was sliding his kutte on as he walked towards the bedroom door.

“Angel,” you called quietly after him.

He paused, turning back to look at you, “Yea?”

“Gimme a kiss before you go.”

He chuckled, not able to tell you no. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, “You’re lucky you’re cute,” he called back to you as he left the room.

It wasn’t ever intentional that he would try to leave without giving you a kiss goodbye, but it still happened. You guilted him about it every time, and he never made it out the door without fixing his mistake.

He met up with you for lunch the following week. It was a bit of a rare occurrence, so you soaked it all up while you could. The two of you sat across from each other in the small café by your job, looking like a bit of an odd couple to the people filtering in and out, but you didn’t care. The two of you were so wrapped up in your own conversation that you hardly even noticed.

Both of you lost track of time. It wasn’t a huge deal if you took a long lunch, but Angel’s work had more pressing matters. The only thing that clued him into the fact that he was running late at all was the sound of his phone going off, Bishop’s name lighting up the screen.

“Shit,” he shot up, “I’m late.”

You laughed, waving him off, “Go ahead, I got this. Next lunch is on you.”

“Thank you. Sorry to bail. I love you,” he started to quickly make his way to the door.

You weren’t above calling him out in public, “Baby!” you waited for him to turn around, “Forget something?”

He huffed, “I’m late, Mami. Bish is gonna—”

You cut him off with a smile, “If you’re already late, a couple extra seconds won’t make a difference.”

He rolled his eyes but you could see that he was trying not to smile as he walked back, kissing you hard on the lips, “Pain in my ass,” he chuckled as he pulled his lips off of yours.

“But you love me,” you called after him. You could hear his laughter as he walked out of the café. You smiled and shook your head as you paid the check and headed back to your job.

You had gone to the clubhouse with Angel in the afternoon the next Saturday while things were still quiet. You weren’t going to be able to stay too late that night, having already made plans with a few friends from work to go out for drinks. Angel didn’t mind, glad that you were making time to see your friends, but he couldn’t pretend that he didn’t like the fact that you still made time for him and the guys.

It was mostly just the guys from the MC that were at the clubhouse at that point. The bartender and a couple of the usual girls were there as well, milling about, but for the most part it was pretty dead. You were sitting at the bar with Angel and EZ, listening to them banter back and forth as you sipped on a beer with a smile on your face.

“Alright, let’s go,” Bishop walked into the clubhouse, making his way straight for the door to Templo, “Let’s get this done.”

EZ and Angel both hopped up off of their stools to follow the rest of the guys to the table. You cleared your throat a little louder than necessary, causing them both to turn around and look at you. You locked eyes with Angel, not saying anything as you tapped a finger lightly against your lips.

He laughed, “I’m not even goin’ anywhere—I’ll be on the other side of the door.” When he saw the look on your face, and realized that you weren’t going to budge on it, he laughed again and stepped back to you, kissing you on the lips, “So needy. I love you, though.”

You laughed and nudged him back towards the door to Templo. EZ was shaking his head, unable to believe that his brother was such putty in your hands. Just to bother Angel a little bit, he stepped towards you and pressed a kiss to the top of your head, “I love you too, by the way,” he chuckled.

You shook your head laughed, “And I love you both.”

The rest of the afternoon went by quickly, and slowly but surely more and more people started showing up to the clubhouse in search of a good time. The music got louder, more and more beer bottles started to accumulate around you, and the clubhouse began to get shrouded in a slightly smoky haze.

You’d lost Angel to a game of pool a while ago, knowing that once he got into it with Coco there wasn’t much else that he was concerned about. That was fine with you, loving how competitive they all got. Their banter could be heard over the rest of the hustle and bustle of the clubhouse, and it was like free entertainment for everyone else that was there.

EZ had slipped out onto the deck to get some fresh air, and you decided to follow suit. The two of you were sitting across the table from each other, each nursing your own beer. You got wrapped up in your conversation with him, appreciating his subtle humor as the two of you went back and forth. Neither of you noticed that Angel and Coco had appeared out on the deck as well, having stepped out for a smoke when they were kicked away from the pool table. Angel didn’t interrupt the two of you, liking how well the two of you got along together.

You were mid-sentence when your phone started buzzing on the table. You glanced down, eyes widening when you saw how late it was getting. You answered the call, standing up as you did so, “Yea? I’m walking out now give me like twenty seconds. Alright,” you laughed, “See you in a sec, bye.”

“Gotta run?” EZ chuckled as you hastily shoved your phone into your pocket.

“Yea. Stupid plans,” you laughed. You walked around the table, giving him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek as you said goodbye. Before you could head inside to say goodbye to anyone else you heard the sound of your friend’s car horn. You shook your head as you took off down the steps and made your way off the compound to meet up with you friend.

Angel watched you take off, chuckling to himself as you left the clubhouse in the dust. He looked over to EZ, smiling and shaking his head, “How the fuck she gonna kiss you goodbye and not me?”

EZ laughed, taking a swig of his beer, “Can’t say that she doesn’t have her priorities in order.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Angel laughed. He walked over and sat with his brother, “I never woulda gotten away with that shit.”

“Yea, ‘cause you’re soft,” Coco piped up with a snicker as he sat down at the table as well, “She’s got you trained real well.”

You got home late that night, expecting Angel to already be in bed fast asleep. You quietly crept through the door, taking your shoes off so they wouldn’t clack against the hardwood as you made your way through the house. He left the kitchen light on for you, and had set out a bottle of water and a couple aspirin, not knowing exactly how your night was going to be. You smiled at the gesture, opting to take the medicine just in case, not that things had really gotten all that crazy for you.

You slipped into the bedroom, trying your hardest not to make any noise as you took off your jeans and top. As you went to crawl into bed, Angel spoke up softly.

“You have a good night, querida?”

You smiled, sliding so you were up against his back, spooning him, “I did. You?”

“It was alright.”

You could sense that there was something just a little bit off in his tone and you pulled back a little to see if he was going to turn around and face you, “What’s up?”

He kept his back to you but you could hear a tinge of humor under the annoyance in his voice, “Nah, nothin’. I just think it’s funny how you get to leave whenever you want, but I gotta check off a whole list before I leave anywhere.”

You chuckled, “Angel, what are you talking about?”

“EZ got a kiss goodbye but I didn’t? The fuck is that about?” he was trying to keep his tone serious but you could tell that he was slipping.

You laughed, “Oh my god,” you pulled on his shoulder in an attempt to get him to turn around and face you, but he was stronger. You couldn’t stop your laughter as you clumsily climbed over him so you could get on the other side of him, leaving him no choice but to face you. He tried to turn away from you, but you cupped his face in your hands, “My poor Angelito,” you brushed your nose against his, “Did I leave without giving you a kiss goodbye?”

He finally looked you in the eyes, “Maybe.”

You smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead, “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to. I was just in a bit of a rush.”

“Not enough of a rush to skip over EZ.”

You laughed, “Why do I feel like that’s what this is really about?”

He began to smile but caught himself, trying to force himself to keep his false, annoyed expression, “I just don’t get how you could forget your man, that’s all.”

“I could never forget you, oh my goodness,” you loved how dramatic he was, “You almost leave without giving me a kiss goodbye all the time.”

“But I don’t.”

“Yea, ‘cause I speak up and make sure you don’t. You shoulda said something,” you giggled.

“How is this still my fault somehow?” he finally broke and laughed.

You started to cover his entire face in kisses—his forehead, nose, cheeks, lips, beard, everything. He was laughing, trying to contain you and failing. You pulled away for a moment, both of you catching your breath from laughing. You lightly trailed your fingers through his hair and he tilted his head up into your touch with a soft smile.

“You know I love you, right?” you asked with a soft giggled.

He nodded, smiling, “I know. I love you too,” he paused, smirking, “Even if you’d rather kiss EZ than me.”

You playfully slapped his chest, “Shut up you know that’s not tr—”

He didn’t let you finish your sentence. He pulled you into another kiss, this one slow and calculated. You hummed in approval, allowing him to squeeze your body tight against his. His hands ran up and down your back, leaving warm trails in their wake. He finally pulled his lips off of yours and you could see the smile on his face even in the darkness of the room.

“You done being mad at me?” you asked with a laugh.

“For now,” he chuckled, kissing your cheek.

[purrgara]

AO3: HERE

Pairing: Ryan Bergara/Shane Madej; implied Ryan/Shane/Sara/Mari

Rating: G

Tags: sad schmoop, fluff, angst, Ryan’s Disney bachelors party

There in your eyes

“You sure you can’t stay for the last two days?” Shane tilted his head just enough to see the sad frown on Ryan’s face. Shifting his bag on his shoulder he moved toward the wall, out of the way of early morning travelers. “It’s a shame you were only here for a couple days.”

Setting his bag down Shane brought his hands up to cup the sides of Ryan’s neck. “You know we were lucky enough that I was able to be here for the time that I was.” He murmured, voice low to keep the conversation to themselves, though they both could feel Jake’s burning gaze on them. “I can’t just change flights, Ry.”

He ran a thumb over Ryan’s pulse and smiled sadly. “You’re gonna have a great rest of your trip, and you’re gonna text me insistently, I know you will. Then you’ll be back in LA in a couple days and you can tell me all about it all over again.”

“Not gonna be the same.” Ryan grumbled, bringing his own hands up the rest on Shane’s forearms. “I wanted this to be special. Magical. And you weren’t even here for all of it.”

Sighing, Shane pulled Ryan forward, dropping one hand from his neck to wrap around his waist as the other slid into his hair. “It was magical, baby.” He pressed his cheek against the crown of his head and breathed in the sweet smell of the Lodge shampoo. “Everywhere with you is magical, and the short time we had here was nothing short of perfect. Sara and Mari are gonna be so jealous when we tell them about it.”

Ryan nodded slightly, his hands curling in the front of Shane’s button down. Closing his eyes he pressed his forehead to his collarbone and sucked in a ragged breath. “I’m gonna be a goddamn mess on the way back to the lodge.” He warbled out, voice already thick with tears.

“Hey now. We said no tears. That was the deal when I managed to get out here in the first place.” Shane chastised quietly, voice low and soothing, if not a little wet itself. “No tears or I won’t wanna let go.” His grip tightened slightly as he pulled back to force Ryan to look him in the eye.

Reluctantly he did, lip trembling and tears gathering in his lashes. “I need you to go have fun, okay?” Shane said, pressing their foreheads together. “This is your trip, you can’t be sad on your trip.” Ryan nodded then let himself be pulled in so their mouths could press together.

Soft and chaste. “Text me when you take off, okay? And call when you land. I don’t care what time it is, wanna hear from you the second you get cell service.” Ryan griped as Shane trailed soft kisses across his cheek and up his temple.

“I promise. Now, I can feel your brother’s eyes burning into me so I think it’s time to go.”

“Shush. He knows about us and everything already, he can deal with it.” Ryan let his voice raise toward the end and shot a glare toward Jake. The younger Bergara grinned back before tapping at his watch. Ryan deflated at that. “Though you are both unfortunately right. Everyone will be getting up soon to get ready for the parks.”

“Tequila tasting, right?” Shane bounced his eyebrows and Ryan wheezed out a watery laugh. “Honestly glad I’m missing that one. We don’t need to show a family friendly park what I’m like on Tequila.”

Smiling fondly Ryan stood on his tiptoes to press another kiss to the corner of Shane’s mouth. Then another to the center. “Send my love along to Sara, make sure she gets her ears! I expect cute ass photos of you two by tomorrow.”

“I will. I will. We’ll even put the little haunted mansion bow ties on Obi, just for you.”

“Good.”

“Alright.”

Neither moved for another few minutes before Shane reluctantly pulled away and reshouldered his book bag. He brushed one hand over Ryan’s cheek, thumb rubbing a tear away from under his eye before letting it drop.

Ryan sighed and tucked his hands into his hoodie pocket, “It’s stupid but I miss you already.I love you, Big Guy.”

“It’s not stupid at all.” Shane said easily, his face belaying none of his adoration for the smaller man. “I love you too, Little Guy.”

“I love you both, but I’d really love some breakfast more.” Jake interjected over Ryan’s shoulder. They both broke out in wheezing laughter as Shane shook his head and moved toward the terminal gate.

“Go eat, ya gremlins! I’ll talk to you later.” Jake waved with a beaming smile, Ryan following suit slower and with a more subdued smile. The moment Shane was out of sight he deflated once again.

Wrapping an arm around his brother’s shoulders Jake said, voice softer and less teasing now that Shane was gone, “C’mon. We have a whole day planned to keep that noggin of yours busy. Or maybe I can get a giraffe to come eat you.”

Ryan scoffed and rolled his eyes, the dark cloud settling over him momentarily broken. “Giraffe’s don’t eat meat you bumbass. Plus you wouldn’t dare, I’m paying for your shit.”

“Disney is paying for my shit Ryan. You’re just the excuse.”

[daryldaddydixon]

Second Father

Hi guys 😄 I’m back again with another 3am crack fic!

Summary: Daryl and the reader begin to develop a father/daughter relationship and after giving Daryl a scare she surprises him even more.

Warnings: Daryl x Daughter/Teen!reader, gunshot wound, twd type violence, cuteness and fluff

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You were only thirteen when the apocalypse began. You and your parents had been lucky enough to stumble upon a camp of survivors in an abandoned quarry after escaping the city. At first, the group of survivors that had taken you in were wary of your family and you all understood why, but they soon warmed up to you. One member of the group was especially fond of you. Daryl Dixon. Initially, he wanted nothing to do with you, thinking you were just some helpless, scared kid. You finally started to grow on the hot-head after asking him to teach you how to hunt. You saw how he provided for the camp and you wanted to learn so you could help provide for the camp too. He rudely declined your first few requests but you hit him back with your own sarcasm and didn’t let his rudeness get to you. You persisted in asking him to teach you until he finally caved. With the consent of your parents, he promised you one hour, no more and you happily accepted.

Within that one hour you shocked him with how easily you picked up tracking skills. You even helped him track a deer and then caught your own squirrel with Daryl’s crossbow. Of course he helped you hold it up to aim since it was heavy but you still took all the credit and he gladly let you. After that day you became Daryl’s protégée and he started taking you out on lessons regularly. Your parents were very fond of the archer and grew to trust him with their only daughter’s life. At first Merle thought Daryl was stupid for getting attached to some random kid but eventually you even grew on the older Dixon. Eventually you had earned the nickname Mini Dixon, having managed to gain the affection of both brothers. Though you mainly stuck by Daryl’s side as Merle was still a bigger ass than Daryl ever was. Between your parents and the Daryl you managed to find happiness even in the middle of the end of the world.

When the new guy, Rick, arrived and you found out Merle was left behind in the city you were sad. Despite you always being closer to Daryl and Merle being an ass you knew that Merle had cared for you to some capacity and you didn’t wish for him to die. You went to find Daryl to see if he was okay but when you found him he had yelled at you for the first time since before he took you on your first hunting lesson. Being the little fire cracker you were, you yelled back before walking off so you could both cool down. Daryl had felt terrible about yelling at you and went to apologize before going back to Atlanta to look for Merle. You wanted to go with him and the other guys but he quickly shut that idea down and instead made you promise to keep your parents and the camp safe. You pinky promised him. And when the walkers invaded the camp you fought with everything you had to keep that promise but you couldn’t. You couldn’t protect your parents, let alone the rest of camp.

Once Daryl and rest of the group returned from Atlanta he immediately ran to find you, fighting his way through walkers. When he finally found you his heart broke for you. He had found you crying over the corpses that were your parents. The archer couldn’t find any words so he just knelt down and hugged you while you cried. Ever since that night Daryl had unofficially taken over the role of your guardian.

Without Merle, you were the one person Daryl cared about more than anything. He’d never admit it but over time he started to view you as his own daughter.

Daryl was beyond relieved when they group found the prison. He was glad that you would have a safe place to live and grow up in. During your time at the prison you and Daryl grew closer than ever. He showed you new tracking and hunting techniques and even managed to find you your own crossbow while he was out on a run. Now that you were slightly older and bigger you were able to hold it up on your own. He even taught you how to make you own arrows like he did.

Since you had your own crossbow and were older you finally convinced Daryl to take you on a run.

That’s where you were now, rummaging through an abandoned drug store. After deeming the store clear you, Daryl and Glenn agreed to split up to cover more ground.

“Be careful, kid. Weapon up, got it?” Daryl warned.

“Got it,” you said and Daryl smiled at you before going down his aisle.

Unfortunately, the store wasn’t completely cleared. When you crossed over into your next aisle you came face to face with a burly man who had his gun drawn. Before you could act he pulled the trigger.

Daryl heard the gunshot from a few aisles down and sprinted towards the source of the shot.

“Y/N!” He called out.

When he found your body unconscious on the ground the man who shot you didn’t have to time to finish reloading his gun before Daryl tackled him.

“What did you do!” He screamed, punching the man before grabbing his knife and the stabbing it through the shooter’s face.

“No, no, no, no,” he mumbled crawling over to your body, “Glenn!” He screamed.

“Daryl? Y/N,” Glenn called, rounding the corner to find Daryl frantically tying his belt around your torso to stop the bleeding.

“Get the car! Now!” Daryl said. He didn’t bother looking up as Glenn made a run for the car. He focused on tying his belt around you as tight as he could before lifting you up and running to the car.

“Drive! Now!” Daryl called from the backseat. “You’re gonna be okay. Ya hear kid? You’re gonna be just fine. You’re gonna be okay,” he kept repeating this until you reached the gates of the prison where you were taken by Hershel and Maggie. Daryl wanted to follow you and sit while they worked on you in your cell but Rick held him back. “Give them room to help her,” Rick had said. Now Daryl was just pacing back and forth in the hall right out side your cell. Rick and Carol both tried to get the archer to sit down and rest or eat but he refused.

Daryl couldn’t focus on anything but his thoughts. You had to be okay. You had to, Daryl couldn’t bear to loose you. Over the past year you had become the daughter Daryl never got to have and you couldn’t leave him now. Not like this. You couldn’t die like this you were only a kid.

It was nearly sunset by the time Hershel pulled back the curtain and walked out of your cell.

“Is she okay?” Daryl asked immediately, his voice slightly cracking.

“She’ll be okay,” Hershel nodded, “the bullet went clean through, it’ll be some time but eventually the Mini Dixon will be good as new,” Hershel smiled, “she’s still sleeping but you can see her now. She won’t be awake for a while.”

“Thank you,” Daryl gasped out as his system flooded with relief. Hershel nodded in response.

Daryl took a deep breath before entering your cell. Even though he had just heard that you would be okay the sight of you pale and unconscious broke his heart. He pulled a chair up next to your bed and took one of your hands in his.

“Hey, kid,” he whispered, “gave me a scare back there. It’s okay though, Hershel says ya gonna be fine. So I just need ya to rest up and then open up them pretty eyes. Okay, kid?” Daryl swallowed his tears as he watched you lay there, helpless.

Hours passed and different people came in to check on you but Daryl couldn’t keep track of who. He was too focused on you. After a while, your eyelids fluttered open and you woke up feeling severely disoriented.

“Y/N,” you heard someone call your name. The voice was echoey but familiar though you couldn’t quite place a face to the voice. That’s when you felt the weight in your hand and looked over the side of your bed though your vision was clouded with black blots. Bits and pieces of what happened slowly started to com back to you. The drug store, the man, the feeling of hitting the tiled floor when he pulled the trigger.

“Hey, kid. There’s them pretty eyes. You’re okay, ya need rest. Sleep, kid.” You heard the voice say. It sounded like a man.

“M’kay dad,” you slurred, “love you,” and you passed out again.

Daryl stared at you in shock as you fell back into a deep sleep. Sure, he had always thought of you as his daughter but hearing you call him “dad” made it so real. Letting a tear slip, he squeezed your hand and placed a kiss on your forehead.

You didn’t wake up again for a few hours and this time you remembered everything. Even calling Daryl “dad”. You mentally smacked yourself. Sure, you had thought of Daryl as a second father since your biological dad died but you knew he wasn’t one for emotions so you kept that to yourself.

Finally coming out of your thoughts you noticed the cell was empty and a sob escaped your mouth followed by a wince as you remembered your wound. Daryl was gone. Did you scare him away by calling him dad? What if he thought you were crazy?

In reality Daryl just had to use the bathroom and he was on his way back to your cell when he heard your sob. He ripped the curtain open and saw you awake and crying.

“Y/N,” he knelt down next to your bed, “what’s wrong, kid?” He gave you a moment to catch your breath before responding. “I thought you left me,” you said tearfully, breaking Daryl’s heart for the hundredth time in twenty four hours.

“Why would ya think that, kid?” Daryl was confused, he’d never abandon you and he thought you knew that. You hesitated before responding.

“Last night, I, uh, I called you dad. Thought I freaked you out and that you decided to leave me.” You admitted. Daryl was silent for a moment.

“I didn’t mind it,” he confessed. And it was true, he always saw you as his daughter and hearing you call him dad just felt right even if I was shocking.

“Really?” You questioned with wide eyes. He nodded at you. “So,” you hesitated, “would it be okay if I, uh, called you that from now on? I kinda of, um, seen you as a father since, uh ya know,” you trailed off. Daryl knew what you were referring to, the night your parents died.

“If you want ta,” he said, “I, um, I don’t mind it, kid.” You smiled at him.

“So then that makes you my Dad,” you smirked up at the man as he smiled down at you.

“Sure do, kid. Sure do. Now get some rest and heal up,” he patted your head and kissed your temple.

Looking at you smile at him before closing your eyes to sleep, Daryl silently promised to be the best father possible. He vowed to be nothing like his own father. You were his daughter, biological or not, and Daryl would protect you with everything he had.