#oh yeah.. and I just got a cute plush and some other things from my partner today too ehehe...

[moonstruckme]

hi lovie!! i was wondering if i could request a poly marauders band au x reader smut (preferably fem, but gn is also fine!!) where james, sirius, and remus are rockstars and they have a gf who is very girly with like the pinks and mini skirts and bows y’know. i literally have no plot, just cute gf and poly marauders band au smut LOL. sorry if this sucks, but i am CRAVING more poly marauders band au fics on here so bad. thank so much if u do write it!! xoxo

Thank you for requesting <3

cw: smut mdni, fingering, praise, some voyerism

rockstar!marauders x coquette!reader ♡ 894 words

There aren’t very many doors that lock backstage. So while a lot of the time dating rockstars means fancy restaurants and first class flights and giant, plush hotel beds, currently you’re being finger-fucked in a bathroom stall for lack of better options. 

“Angel,” James laughs, nose smushed against your cheek, “you know I love your sounds, but you’re going to have to be quieter than that.” 

You stifle a moan that turns into a whine. You’re honestly not sure how much of the work of keeping you upright is being done by your legs at this point, and how much is being done by James’ fingers buried in your cunt. You’re tugging anxiously on the curls at his nape, your own neck arching as you’re razed from within. 

James always has an excess of energy before shows. Lately, he’s found a new favorite way of working it off. Last week he’d dragged Remus into a storage closet, then last night Sirius had emerged from the boys’ dressing room looking even more rock-and-roll than usual, and tonight he’d plied you with kisses until the next thing you knew a stall door was being locked behind you and your panties were being pushed aside under your skirt. 

You suppress a moan as his thick fingers plunge deeper into your cunt, biting down on your bottom lip. Your fingers drive into his shoulders. 

James pushes your cardigan off your shoulder with his free hand, drawing the strap of your tank top down with it. “What do you need this for, hm?” 

“It’s always cold in here,” you manage. His hand finds your breast, squeezing the way he knows how. You push your forehead into his, and James smiles, giving you a conciliatory kiss. 

“Are you cold now?” 

You shake your head against his. He laughs, kissing you again. 

“Good.” You’re sure he’s the only thing keeping you up now, his hand under your skirt and your back propped against the wall. “Least I’m good for something, huh? I can keep my girl warm.” 

You have every intention of telling him he’s good for much more than that, as soon as you can find the words. You hear the bathroom door open before you get the chance. 

You go instantly quiet, covering your mouth with a hand and trying to steady your breathing, but James’ fingers keep moving in and out of you all the same. 

“James?” Remus calls. “You in here?” 

You sag with relief. 

“Yeah,” James says back. “S’it just you?” 

“Why?” Sirius’ voice rings with faux hurt. “Do you not want to see me?” 

“Just making sure.” James reaches over, unlocking your stall. 

“The stage manager’s got his knickers in a twist,” Sirius says as he opens the door. “He thinks you’ve run—oh. Hi, gorgeous.” 

You hide your face in James’ neck. You hear Remus chuckle as James rubs your back, half soothing you and half wrecking you as his fingers spread inside you. You make a stymied keening sound. 

“Do I need to go find him?” James asks. 

“No, probably not.” Sirius’ interest is palpable. You open your eyes to peek over James’ shoulder, and a wicked grin tilts his lips. “He seems like he’s just uptight. Having a good time, babydoll?” 

You imagine it’s a rhetorical question, but James’ fingers work another pleady whimper out of you anyway. Sirius’ eyes light, and Remus comes closer, kissing your bare shoulder. 

“Are you helping Jamie out, lovely girl?” 

“Think it’s the other way around,” you pant. James laughs. 

“No, make no mistake,” Sirius shoots you a wink, “this is one hundred percent selfish of him.” 

“‘nd I appreciate it.” James smears a kiss over your lips. “I would’ve liked to eat her out, but there wasn’t anywhere to put her down.” 

“I am not lying on the bathroom floor,” you say again, just in case he’s getting any ideas. It doesn’t sound very authoritative when your voice wobbles at the end of it, your orgasm looming. 

Remus coos, sensing your ascent. “You’ve got it,” he murmurs, kissing your shoulder again. “You look so pretty all worked open like this. Doesn’t she look pretty, Sirius?” 

Sirius hums, giving you an appreciative up-down. “Yeah, you really ought to have known this would happen when you put on that skirt, sweet thing.” 

James grunts his agreement, and then you’re tipping over the edge. Remus helps keep you from slipping down to the bathroom floor as James brings his fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean. 

“There you are, good girl. That felt good, didn’t it, dove? Jamie?” 

“Fuck yeah,” James confirms. When your focus comes back to you, you can see the large, insistent bulge in his pants. 

“Here,” you mumble, reaching for his zipper. You start to drop to your knees, but Remus catches you, urging you back up. 

“I’ve got it, lovely,” he assures you. “So long as you don’t mind. That way Sirius can fix your hair before we have to go out.” 

You frown. “My hair?” You touch the back. It appears you’d lost track of things while you were being driven into the bathroom wall. Your bow is crumpled, your hair tangled around it. “Shit, how bad is it?” 

James offers you a half-sheepish grin. 

“It’s fine, baby.” Sirius takes you by the hand, leading you towards the mirror. “It’s rock and roll.”

[hcsiqs]

wait “bad idea right?” was cute 🥹🥹🥹 i need more kate x singer!reader! perhaps singer!reader moving her life to go live with kate in vegas? 🥹 please please pleek and thank you !

| we really were timeless

• pairing: kate martin x fem!reader

• summary: reader is on tiktok live showing her new home in las vegas and her fans get a glimpse into the life of her and kate.

• word count: 1.1k

• find part 1 here

“Heyy!” you waved into the camera with an unknown background behind you, that your fans had seemed to question as soon as they noticed the room. “No, I’m not in Iowa” you laughed, setting the camera down in the bedroom you and Kate shared. The bedroom was decorated with plants and books all along the room as well as small photos and polaroids the couple had taken of themselves as well as photos of their friends.

“I moved!” you said dramatically using your hands to show off the room behind you in all of its glorious adornments that you and Kate had managed to set up in the past few weeks. “I’m a Las Vegas girl now” you smiled, standing up from the bed, “What if I give a house tour? But, mind you we have barely had time to decorate anything, so it’s a little bare!” you giggled, holding the phone close to your face as you walked through the house. You moved your head out of view as you entered into the living room and lowered your voice to a whisper as you spoke to your blonde girlfriend, “I’m gonna do a little house tour, alright?”

“Wait, can I be like the tour guide?” Kate asked cheerfully as she looked up from her phone and put her full attention to you.

“Mhm” you nodded, biting your lip trying to hold back a smile. Kate then got off the couch and planted a soft kiss on your lips off camera. “Ok guys I have a special guest for y’all!” you smiled, hovering your finger over the flip camera button. “Kate!” you exclaimed, turning the camera around to proudly show off your girlfriend, who did a stupid little dance causing you both to fall into a fit of laughter.

they are my favorite couple ever

stop kate is so cuteee

“Ok, ok!” you laughed walking towards the front door.

“So, when you first enter the house we have this lovely bench where you can take your shoes off” Kate spoke displaying the area, before you turned the camera around to face yourself, “Because we don’t want no one’s nasty shoes on our floor,” you turned the camera back around to show a nodding Kate who was in agreement.

“Then straight off there is our living room!” the blonde announced, showing off the plush couch that sat in the middle. “This is y/n’s favorite part” Kate pointed down at the green rug on the floor. You just rolled your eyes behind the camera because the rug was fully Kate’s choice because she said it would be perfect for the house. “But yeah, not much in here yet beside the PS4, so I can play games, and the couch,” Kate shrugged.

“And if you come this way,” Kate used her hands to direct you and the camera to follow her, “our kitchen! I know it’s all white and bland at the moment but we’re working on it” she laughed showing the kitchen island and then walking over to the fridge and opening it, “Oh!” you both let out as the fridge revealed to only hold some take-out food from the night before and a thing of pink lemonade.

“We’re working on grocery shopping” you laughed from behind the camera.

“Yeah, we’re doordash feens” Kate responded, pointing her finger at you. She then closed the fridge and brought you over to the small table you two had bought the other day. “This is our newest addition,” the blonde smiled, showing off the table that had been set to look fancy.

The tall girl kept showing off the home until getting to a room she thought that you should take over and show off to the viewers on live. “Babe, you wanna show them?” Kate’s voice was in a whisper, but it could still be heard by viewers, which caused the comments to go crazy.

DID Y’ALL HEAR THAT???

UGH I NEED WHAT THEY HAVE

“Yeah” you nodded, handing the phone over to Kate and appearing in front of the camera for the first time since the start of the live. “Kate was so kind to let me use our spare room as a little music room!” you said with a smile never leaving your face, as you opened the door and revealed the soundproofing pads on the walls and the different music equipment showering the room.

“This is where all the magic happens,” you said, running your hand across the piano, allowing random notes to be played. “Guys! This right here is my most prized possession!” your face glowed as you pulled a guitar off the wall and showed it to the camera, “It was signed by the one and only Taylor Swift! I still can’t believe it” you shook your head slightly recounting the memory of when you had met her.

“Still jealous you met her and not me” Kate said behind the camera, clearly showing her jealousy.

“Maybe, I can pull some strings for you, hm?” you cocked your head to the side resting your hands on your hips. Your eyes caught a glimpse of Kate’s blue ones from behind the camera and you found yourself wanting to look into them forever, but you knew you needed to move on with the tour. “Anywho! Let’s continue!” you laughed dragging Kate out of the room to have her follow her.

After a couple more minutes of the tour and being on live you decided it was time to go, so that you could spend time with Kate before she had to head off to practice.

You two were sitting on the couch, your legs draping over Kate’s as a tv show played quietly on the tv. “I’m so happy you’re here with me” Kate dropped her head into the crook of your neck, as her hands found their way around your waist.

“I’m so happy to be here with you,” you giggled, feeling her breath on your neck that almost tickled. She then began to place small kisses on your neck and exposed collarbone, that sent a shiver down your spine. “Kate, you have to get to practice” you groaned.

“But, I wanna stay here with you” she whined, still leaving kisses on your shoulder.

“Come on, time to go,” you got off of Kate and held your hands out to pull her off the couch. Her hands reached up to yours and you pulled her off the couch. She placed a small kiss on your lips before walking over to get her keys.

“See you late, love you” she smiled, circling the keys on her finger.

“Love you too” you smiled back before she walked out the front door to head to Aces practice.

allie’s corner.

i hope you like this!! they’re so cutie

[loveephia]

some of the HQ boys with a girlfriend who has fluffy cheeks. (kuroo, atsumu, kenma, oikawa, akaashi, sakusa.)

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, reader getting called some petnames, reader is annoyed by atsumu, you get compared to cute animals a bit.

⚠ warning/s: none.

part 1 | part 2

KUROO TETSURŌ

now kuroo's seen a lotta things

but your cheeks have got to be the most bizarre sight he's ever witnessed.

(in a good way, of course)

HE LOVES PINCHING THEM. HARD.

and whenever you ask him why he does it, he goes on a lengthy explanation about how cuteness aggression works

"kitten, it's because in response to positive experiences, some people express their feelings in a dimorphous manner, meaning they—"

gosh, you love this nerd

but pls shut him up with a little peck. he'll continue to ramble until the subject is about softshelled turtles or something.

ATSUMU MIYA

honestly, he never understood why people would gush over their s/o back then

it was always: "waaah! _____ is so cool!" or "_____ is the most beautiful girl ever.."

then, he got into a relationship with you

"your cheeks're so cute, darlin'." atsumu pokes one while you hiss at his statement. you can't stand people who comment about your cheeks!

oh, but atsumu thinks you're just like an angry little kitten

so with a childish smile, here he is stretching your cheeks like they're daifuku.

"hands off, miya."

"ouch, why are we on a last name basis now?!"

KENMA KOZUME

here is a visual representation of kenma when he finds out how fluffy your cheeks are:

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

i can imagine kenma's fingers being sore for playing video games hours on end, so a bit of pillow-like material your cheeks can help with the aching!

so here you are, looking at kenma with a dumbfounded smile, as he's still massaging your cheeks round and round in circles

"ken? what's this all about?"

fuee.. fuee..

"..nothing." he mumbles

okay, kenma. whatever makes you happy, i guess.

TŌRU OIKAWA

this man loves pda, so expect a lot of cheek kisses from him

he's all shameless about it too

which irritates you cuz you get shy very easily.

and he knows. HE KNOWS HIS EFFECT ON YOU.

oikawa could be talking to the other third years, and every now and then, he'd kiss your cheek

LIKE STOP STOPS TOP STOp sSFOPSpstop

"t- tōru.. can you not?" you stuttered out, a blush creeping up your neck

"but princess, you're just so cute!" he whines

oikawa has a lot of fans, but the only person he'll ever be a fan of, is you :D

KEIJI AKAASHI

honestly, he doesn't really care that much

but he thinks they're the cutest feature you have.. (♥︎ . .)

when your cheeks are full from eating, akaashi thinks that you look just like a little hamster

y'know how a hamster stores food in their cheeks and they puff up a ton?

yeah, that's how akaashi sees you.

"keiji, s'there sumthin' wrong?" you manage to say from your mouthful of food

"please don't talk while you eat, angel." he reminds you, wiping off a small speck of rice from your chin

akaashi makes a mental note to add a hamster emoji at the end of your contact name later

"my y/n 🐹"

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

he doesn't like pda, nor does he like physical contact in general

though he can't help but be a little bit curious as to how your round cheeks feel against his pointer finger

after all, the boy's only human 😔

so he does the inevitable and pokes one

you stopped breathing for a good sixteen seconds.

"..sakusa?" you turn to him, all mortified

"soft.." he thought

sakusa doesn't like kissing out in the open, but he'll settle for your innocent little cheek-to-cheek kisses

because he gets to feel the plush of your cheek against his

his face is so red pls someone save him 😭😭😭

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[prettygrltatum]

Warm Blankets!

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Bimbo!reader

a/n: it's time for me to throw my hat into the ring and finally post for my favorite type of reader! >.< def will show off my oc for this one >:)

synopsis: you and your buff manz(pluz pets!) just kinda lay there and do nothing all day ╰(▔∀▔)╯

tags: fluff, cuddling, simon proposing in a personal space because he doesn't take me as a person who'd propose in public, just overral being cute (´｡• ω •｡`)

wrds:

it was a lazy sunday. finally simon came back from his missions this week and had a lot of time to be with you. stood at the door, awaiting him. you could hear simon's loud and strong combat boots at the steps, the keys jiggling. you were basically a puppy waiting for her owner to come home. meanwhile the actually puppy wags her tail and yaps.

'shh! riley quiet! he can hear you!' you whispered at the pup, turning her head at you with confusion. 'I can already hear 'yer through the door sweets." simon chuckled through the door. you gasped, picking up riley and scooting behind the couch.

when simon stepped through the door, he saw your little my melody onesies and it's ears. 'baby i can see you.' he laughed, moving over to see you holding riley in your arms as you pout. 'simmy? HIII!!' you squealed. you set riley down as she moved forwards and leaped on his legs. he picked you up and kissed you plush lips.

oh to be home with you. a place of comfort and warmth. 'oh! wait! I have a gift for you!' you jumped off of simon as he furrowed his eyebrow. he took off his mask, scars covering his face as he smiled. riley left his side and followed you upstairs with a yap.

the both of you came back with a blanket of silks and blankets. 'okay! so, i got you a cute..wait for it! kuromi onesie! so we can match. you, me, and riley! she can be pompompurin.'

simon laughed at your adorable mind. so pliant and cute. 'you got this for me?' you nodded as you squealed and handed him the suit. usually, he'll shout at you and cut the poor thing into pieces. but just for you, and only you will he wear something like that.

'this thing? oh god..'

a few minutes later, you see the buffest and burliest kuromi ever seen. you screamed and ran up to simon as he chuckled. god forbid any of his teammates see him like this. 'is this what you wanted?' he asked.

you nodded. 'yes! ah! you look so cute! I got you kuromi because I knew you like black so I got this one for you!' how nice of you! always looking after him. never ending. 'thank you lovie, what are your plans tonight?' your eyes looked up and hummed. 'i dunno! wait! we can watch scary movies! and make like a fort pillow!'

'pillow fort hunny?' you nodded, 'yup! lemme warm up the blankets!' you swiftly left to go to the laundry room, your little slippers tapping and riley following after you as she yapped.

simon shook his head with a crooked smile as he started to pull out some chairs and nearby pillows. he couldn't wait to give you your new gift. a pretty little ring with a nice hot pink rock on top. he can't think of anyone else to come home to but you. his little angel. you were basically made for him. and he wanted to keep you forever.

'okay! i'm back! i have the blankets I want to use for the building process and others are drying okay! so! place the chairs here and-'

he wasn't listening to you. not because you were boring. more like he was just admiring you. he does it everyday. no matter where he's at. on base, duty or even at home. sleeping in the comfort of your arms and warmth, he's always thinking and admiring you.

though your brain is small, your heart was big and ready to share your love with others. you still couldnt do long division and even though keep asking and calling how the ish washer works even though you've been living on your own for years now. sometimes it scares and surprises simon how you lived so long on your own.

'are you even listening babe?' you huffed at him. he stammered and looked up at you. 'y-yeah i am.'

'good! now help me!' you moved one chair to the side and another to the back and give it a little friend as you like to call it. and simon lifted onto the other side of the fort. he drapped over a soft fuzzy white comforter and set the pillows inside, having a beautiful floor decor with a hello kitty blanket. you shoved some stuffies and a chew toy for the pup.

'oh! the blankets are done!' you swoop yourself across the house, again riley still following only lagging behind due to you being a lot faster and bigger than her. simon took out the ring, looking over his shoulder to see if you were still there. no? great. he tucked it under the pillows. he knew your dumb little brain wouldn't figure out where he placed his gift.

'simon! I need help please!' you shouted across the house. simon lifted himself up with a grunt. signally that he was coming to your rescue. when he arrived at the laundry room, he found his sweet girlfriend overwhelmed by huge pink and black blankets. riley was gnawing on one of the blankets and trying all her might to drag it back to the living room.

'I gotcha' ' simon took the weight off of you and carried the warm and fluffy blankets. he started to place some on top of the chairs and fluff them out. you were sti struggling, they were weighted blankets, you came back to see a nicely made fort by your boyfriend.

'ooh! so warm! what are we watching?' you plopped down under the fort, hugging your boyfriend's beefy arm. simon's other hand held the remote, scrolling through the catalog. 'maybe legally blonde eh? you're just like her. smart in your own way, but still a little silly' he said as he slightly tapped your head as you squished up. riley laid in between you and him. her nose was deep into the blanket, barking and growling at it. simon was starting to get worried. his smart little pup might spoil the surprise!

'riley! no! not on my clean sheets! no!' you scolded her as you picked up her small body and moved her to your right side. simon sighed, mentally of course. he was so thankful that you were dumb. if you had any sense, you'd at least ask or try to figure out what's under that pillow. 'well, yeah! i'll watch it.'

simon played the movie, the intro quickly grabbing your attention. you were basically drooling over the early to late 2000's fashion. the pink. the fits,the way they speak. gosh you just wanted to jump into ellie's world and just kiss her and be her best friend. all that going on, simon couldn't take his eyes off. your sweet smell and smile, your rosy and soft cheeks. the way you pointed out everything in that movie.

he remembers when he asked for soap how he should propose to you. he only has 10 minutes before the movie ends. maybe 30? he wasn't paying too much attention to it. soap said, ' I dunno. im single, why the hell are you askin' me?'

not much help, should've asked price before he left. damnnit. he couldn't let this soft moment go by. he needed you to be in his bed with a rock on your finger. nothing else. so maybe now? maybe after the movie? maybe-

'simon. something's poking my side can you see what's under there?' well shit..

might as well get it over with..

'okay. listen to me (reader).' you started to get worried. you knew what simon did as a job. you called it his pew pew job. very accurate if you will. 'simon you're scarin' me..' you whimpered. simon sat up, sneakily pushing the box behind his back. 'nothin' to be scared of.' he assured. 'you know I love you very much right?' you nodded, small tears swelling in your eyes, 'yeah?'

he softly placed the box in your hand. the tears started to flow even more. 'what's this?' you asked, holding the velvet box in your hand. 'I want you to be mine.' he hushed to you, his cheeks getting warm and softer, even with all the scars all over his pale face. 'what do you mean? I am yours!' you squealed.

'I want you to marry me doll..' he mumbled. your eyes opened wide, exposing the tears that have been spilling out. and all of a sudden your eyes are a fountain. you crashed your body into his chest, shaking your head yes as you wailed into his body. ' is that's a yes-'

'YES!'

a/n:it's a series now, gimme gimme GIMME YOUR IDEAS!!!!

[thejujvtsupost]

Collar Crimes Part 1 -> Ease A Heavy Soul

This is honestly just self indulgent, the requests I have left are more long form content and I have a section for that in the guidelines of my pinned, just keep that in mind if you haven’t seen yours come up yet. I gotta be able to feel it out before I give it a shot. Anyway think of this as an opener to a new little series <3

Notes: F!reader, yakuza!Geto, fluffy, reader is a sleepy type of gf & soft girl- think Sanrio/hello kitty aesthetic? heartwarming, no dialogue for this part, mention of violence(blood), Geto is so soft for his girl -> gets filthy in later parts.

The stress of being head of the Yakuza wasn’t foreign to Geto.

What was foreign, was coming back to his penthouse apartment to a girlfriend.

And his penthouse apartment was no longer his, it was your shared home. You were impossible to say no to, and now the place he furnished with top of the line luxuries and various other signs of wealth; was riddled with cutesy soft things.

The leather couch he spent an obscene amount of money on and had custom made for his living area? Covered in the softest pink blankets, fluffy pillows, several large stuffed animals that he thought you might like (you did). The bookshelves that once held “big fancy classics”, now sported knick knacks and some of your own college texts. The remotes had glow in the dark silicone covers on them, there was a new plush area rug… you were everywhere he looked.

His bed had even more of you, from more of your blankets to the scent of your perfume. You had a side of the bed, and a nightstand with its own lamp to match his.

There was even a nightlight plugged in on the far wall, fairy lights were tacked up by the headboard. No, of course you weren’t afraid of the dark, in fact maybe he’s the one afraid. He’s the one that bought a cute nightlight after all.

He bought it after the first time you spent the night at his place and he woke up to you huddled up in his bathroom with the overhead light on. He didn’t bring it up or chastise you, he simply brought you back to bed and cracked the bathroom door so it wasn’t so dark. The next night you slept over there was a bear and stars themed nightlight plugged in. Three more have joined the collection around the apartment since you officially moved in. That shitty apartment of yours had gotten broken into way too many times.

You were everywhere and he wouldn’t deny that you made everything feel okay. When he walked through the door he let through the gentle parts of his heart and gave every single one of them to you.

He loved it.

So yeah, he couldn’t deny you anything. Not when you were so perfect, loving and adorable in every way. And you were doing your very best as a college student, he was so proud of you. You studied so hard to get to where you are now.

(He just spoils you constantly and you’ve never actually asked him for anything.)

Coming home to you is a breath of fresh air.

Tonight was no different. He walked in, took off his shoes and jacket, and found you passed out on the couch- swallowed by your many soft blankets.

Oh his little songbird…

Turning off the tv and extra lights you left on, he was careful when he excavated your body from the pile of softness and picked you up to take you to bed. You didn’t want to let go of him when he tried setting you down though; he missed your hand clutching his shirt in your sleep.

So fucking cute…

Geto pried your fist away slowly and got you settled, then disappeared into the connected bathroom to wash the blood and grime from the day down the drain.

It’s not his blood of course.

You knew what he was, what he did; but he was the sweetest person (to you, you were the exception) you’d ever met. You didn’t ask questions when he came home covered in blood or was stuck ‘working’ all hours into the night. As long as he texted you when he could to give you a heads up it was good enough for you. It was better this way, you didn’t need details and he didn’t want to give them.

To him, that world has no business involving you. It had no business tainting the life you lived with him, safe in the comfort of your home.

Coming out in clean boxers to sleep in, he dropped his dirty clothes in the basket. Thats when you greeted him with a sleepy smile. You were sitting up and waiting for him to come to bed, excited to see him but still so tired.

Your smile was returned easily and he slid into bed, not a second of hesitation passed when he pulled you down close to him and kissed your lips, then head.

You took your rightful place, sleeping on his chest. Having the weight of your body pressed against his and your head over his heart eased his stress away in waves until he was as boneless and relaxed as you.

You were safe, both physically in your home and as a haven for him- the one person who was privy to his very soul.

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[angelicpoison12]

no tenderness ✧˖°.

Adam hates how easily you can forget things. but he’s got a solution <3

word count: 1.4k

tags: ftm!Adam, afab!reader, oral sex (r giving), Adam is desperate for you <3, body worship, strap on sex, dom!Adam, rough sex, hatefuck, hair pulling, slight size difference kink

song recommended: Hatef—k by The Bravery

NSFW, 18+ ☆

you fucked up. again. you should've known what Adam had in store for you, but you couldn't resist purposely spilling ink on his robes, almost as if you were needing his hands on you.

"always cravin' me, huh?" Adam asked hotly in your ear, biting into the flesh below your lobe. his hands had a bruising grip on your waist. his chest was flush against your back, sweat dampening his robe, smearing the blue ink across your back. you could feel yourself nearly crying from the pressure of it all. he was so fucking deep inside of you... you swore you could feel him in your belly.

Adam had no shame when it came to his body. he knew you were in love with him, even if you outrightly disobeyed him for the fun of it. you adored running your hands over his soft stomach, his thick thighs, his plush hips, the way his chest felt in your hands, and the way he throbbed against your mouth when you sucked him off. he was just all around a fucking gorgeous guy, who could blame you? olive complexion, dark brown hair, that stubble, his stupid, toothy grin, prominent canines that could easily break your skin if he wished, that boisterous laugh that could be heard across a busied bar, and fuck, his beautiful scars. you couldn't get enough of him.

but now, as usual, the only man in your mind was him. him and only him. you were half bent over his desk, papers slid to the floor, a couple of pens joining them, as well as a coffee cup that Lute had gotten him (it was plastic since she knew Adam had a problem with throwing things). "Adam.. Adam, fuck, i can't-" you began, having to choke back a whine of dismay when he slowed down. his hands traveled from your waist to the small of your back, making a shiver run up your spine, visible ripples forming under your skin.

"what? what is it, beautiful?" Adam asked, his voice soft. he was so good at that. he could be fast and rough like an animal, or gentle like a spring lamb. you knew he mirrored the affection you gave him, but in times when you pushed him, he had to shove you harder. "i-i.. i can't.. i need.." you blubbered, squirming against his desk. "aw, my poor baby," Adam cooed in faux concern. a hand came up, cupping the back of your head. he tugged your hair back, making a sharp gasp leave you. he started his relentless pace again, laughing as he said, "you're gonna have to be crying before i'll even think of stopping, babe. that's how the game is played, yeah?"

oh god. this man made you so weak, even when you claimed to hate him with your whole being. he liked to fuck you like this; as if he hated your guts 24/7. which, he kind of did, but you didn't want to fuck up such a sinfully perfect arrangement.

you felt Adam's other hand come around, pressing against your pelvis where he showed a little inside of you. "fuuuuck, that's hot," Adam groaned, as if he were talking like he was the only guy in the room. his lips attacked the side of your neck. you already had purple and red bruises all over your neck; some were hickeys, others were handprints, but he was determined to make you bleed. he wanted you to know who to obey when in his office.

"y'know, i-ah, fuck, i love fucking you like this. you're so cute, all submissive and a mess under me. you're all high and mighty 'till i'm fucking you. isn't that right, babe? you like it when i fuck you like some slab of meat?" you nodded, unable to speak, your mouth hanging open. his tip kept repeatedly hitting the surface of your cervix, making you shake with each slam of impact. "say it," Adam ordered, pulling your hair back further, forcing you to look at him. "i.. yes," "can't hear you, babe." ugh, you hated him so much.

"i love it! i love it, Adam!" you managed to choke. both hands rested over your throat, and he smirked as he whispered, "that's a good little office pet. now, you're gonna cum on my cock," he groaned, fucking you with all of his might. you knew Adam was a little tired; you could see the sweat mingling in his eyebrow piercing, and the way his bottom lip was knitted in between his teeth, but he wouldn't stop. he wouldn't let you have any mercy.

the way he looked at you, his hands squeezing your throat, the few breaths you were able to get-it all became too much. you could feel your stomach coiling and getting hot, the familiar shocks of an orgasm creeping up, threatening to consume you entirely. "that's it, babe. let go. let your fucking pussy remember who owns you." "fuck you," you rasped, crying out as you came, your clit throbbing, rubbing against the rough wood of the desk. "your pussy thinks otherwise." Adam remarked, slowing down, not wanting to cause any internal damage.

he left you slumped against the desk, pulling out. you watched over your shoulder as he slid the harness off, making a face when the strap made a wet plop against the floor. "ick.. i feel bad for the poor janitor that has to clean that up." "oh relax, babe. i'll clean it when we're done." you raised a brow at him for that. what?

then he started tugging down his boxers. oh.

"now, c'mere, on your knees, baby." Adam said with a smirk. you were hasty (almost desperate) as you dropped to your knees, crawling towards him. "mm, that's it," Adam said. he let his large fingers pet your hair affectionately, guiding your face closer. you pressed a kiss to his belly button, pressing butterfly kisses down his happy trail. Adam sucked in a sharp breath when he felt your lips ghost over his t-dick.

your hands stabilized themselves on his (near) childbearing hips. you let your tongue flick out, a small kitten lick going over his bottom growth. "fuckin' tease.. don't make me fuck your mouth, baby. i would have assumed you'd already learned your lesson," Adam grunted, his grip tightening a little on your scalp, making you whimper from the sensitivity.

you wrapped your lips over his growth, your eyes closing. you began moving your head up and down, a finger coming up to slide between his folds. Adam got the message. he was a little shy as he parted his thighs for you, which was kind of cute. "mmm.." you hummed, eyes half-lidded as you gazed up at him. Adam bit his lip, his cheeks flushing as you made eye contact. his pace was soft as he thrust in and out of your mouth, two of your fingers moving in and out of him.

"that's it.. oh god, that feels so fuckin' good, baby." Adam moaned. he keened when your fingers rubbed over his spongey g-spot, his legs nearly giving out. "fuuuck, right there, right there, baby.. don't stop, please," he begged, continuing to rut against your face. sometimes, Adam would get frustrated and upset with how little he could give you, but you always assured him of your satisfaction. "i'm gonna cum-fuck babe, i'm close-!" he whined. this fucker was whimpering and shaking, his fingers tangled in your locks, making your mouth go to work. his slick fluids were dribbling down your chin, the feeling of his hard clitoris against your tongue sending your mind into a frenzy.

Adam came, shaking and moaning. you felt him gush around your fingers, and you closed your eyes, letting your tongue catch some of it. with a smirk, he pulled you away, getting his boxers back up and pushing his robe back down. "i'm gonna clean my strap now.. this didn't happen, right?" Adam said. you nodded, wiping your chin. he cupped your jaw, his thumb over your chin. he asked in a whisper, "now, what happened here?" and you responded with what you always said when this occurred. "... i got you a new pen, and it snapped on accident." "good. see? you're a fast learner. wish you could learn how to obey me, though."

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my sweet little snowflake buddies!

@6esiree , @frxstwalker, @cosmiiwrites

[starryriize]

kissed by the moonlight | sohee

— ✧ • ˳೫˚ part of my valentine event!

೫ pairing: bff! sohee and bff! reader (friends to lovers)

೫ summary: after your exams, you go to the pool with your best friend to relax, unaware that he's been holding back his feelings ever since he met you

೫ genre/word count: fluffy!! suggestive towards the end, but mainly romantic!! 847 words!!

೫ author's note: i am SO SO sorry this is late :(( university is kicking my ass right now and i underestimated my procrastination skills BUT in return, i give you sohee 🫶🏼 this is semi-proofread btw (edit: i added more suggestive things bc i felt it didn’t meet the initial level of suggestiveness)

“Okay. I have the candles. The snacks…” Sohee mumbled to himself, pacing back and forth as the night got darker. He’d planned his date, well no, confession weeks ago after Seunghan encouraged him to stop being so worried and just confess. What’s the worst that could happen, he thought to himself. He’d bought all your favorite snacks and chocolates that he knows you like. The candles were a last-minute addition because the snacks didn’t look romantic enough. 

Just as Sohee adjusted a candle to not cause a fire hazard, he heard your soft giggles. You were saying bye to your friends, opening the door to the secluded pool. He whips his head up, eyes widening as he sees you walk toward him. Every word that he wanted to say got stuck in his throat, only managed to mutter a small hello. 

“What’s up, Sohee?” Oh. Your voice was like an addictive melody that he could listen to for hours and never get bored of. The way the moonlight gave you a soft glow made him believe you were heaven-sent. 

Sohee took a seat at the edge of the pool as he admired you, his best friend. He thought back to when he first met you, remembering how kind you looked and how he was nervous to approach you. It all began with you saying hi, which turned into asking about each other’s day, and into knowing each other like the back of your hand. 

“Uh..well. Uhm. I…” He trails off, struggling to find the words, losing all his confidence when he rehearsed this in his bathroom mirror. “I brought you some snacks.” His eyes flick toward the snack plate filled with mint chocolate Oreos, slices of honeydew, peaches, and rye chips. You look at him, curious as to why he had a plate with all your favorite snacks. “Sohee…why do you have all my favorite snacks memorized?” He blushes, his hand scratching the back of his neck. Turning away from you, fearing that if he stared at you a minute longer, he’ll make a mistake. 

“Uh…becauseIlikeyou.” He says quickly, ears turning red from embarrassment. Oh, if his friends saw him now, they’d be teasing him to no end. His mind ran with thoughts, wondering if you found him weird that he knows what you like. “Ah. Thank you.” You smile softly as you pick up an oreo, taking a bite. Mid chew, you finally process what he told you. “Wait. Sohee. Did you say that you like me?” You finish chewing, turning to look at him. 

“Yeah,” he paused, looking off into the distance, admiring how beautiful the city looked at night. He was avoiding the topic of how he likes you or, rather, admitting when he started to like you. However, that didn’t matter to you. You found it cute, and little did he know, he gave you butterflies everytime he smiled at you. 

For a few minutes, the night air spoke words that neither of you could find. There was a comfortable silence as you took a peach, popping it into your mouth. He quietly took a honeydew, sighing happily at the refreshing taste. 

“The moon…it’s really…” Sohee trailed off, unable to find words to accurately describe the moon and how it gave you an almost angelic glow. His voice cut through the quiet air, the only sound that could be heard was the crickets and the soft lapping of the water. The pool date was the last thing on his mind. He couldn’t stop staring at your lips and how the gloss emphasized how plush and soft they were. He watches your lips part as you reply, “Breathtaking. I know.” God, I want to kiss her so badly. He thought to himself. Licking his own lips, his eyes catch yours, but there was something different. As you looked into Sohee’s eyes, you saw a hint of…desire, or maybe it was the moonlight playing tricks on your thoughts. 

“Sohee…” you manage to whisper out, the snack tray forgotten as he leans in closer. His hand finds the edge of your lips, bringing his thumb to wipe off the Oreo crumbs. Smirking, he teases, “You had a bit of crumbs on your lips.” Where…where did the shy Sohee go? You wonder to yourself. Your mind goes hazy at the feeling of his fingers against your lips, your heartbeat racing at how close he was to you. Milimeters. That’s how close he was. He closes the distance between the two of you, all the words unspoken in a single kiss. It was gentle, yet filled with desire as though you were the oxygen he relied on. The way his lips perfectly moved against yours drove you crazy., his tongue slipping into your mouth, causing you to gasp and pull away. Barely a second of catching your breath, he chased after your lips, capturing them once more. He sighed into your lips, getting addicted to the taste of your strawberry lip gloss. You’re so caught up in the moment, getting drunk on the way Sohee kissed you, that you didn’t realize his hand had left your waist.

The warmth of his hand rested on your thigh, a perfectly innocent gesture. But the way he was lightly bringing his hands to your the edge of your bikini, drove you insane. Whatever the outcome of his wandering hands, you needed him. Sohee looks up at you with dazed eyes, a small grin as he asks softly, “May I?” You nod, a quiet yes escaping your mouth. The night air was the witness to your breathless sighs as he pulled aside your bikini, smiling as he teased you for being so wet even though you didn’t go in the pool.

Safe to say, you spent longer than you intended by the poolside under the moonlight.

[willowser]

How much do I have to pay for more nerd Kiri?? CUZ I WILL

you see him again in the break room — which is odd, considering he's got his own on the other end of the building.

in the middle of reheating your lunch, staring dead-eyed into microwave as the seconds tick by, and then a little red blip is gracing the edges of your vision. when you look up from the 100-year-old creaking contraption, kirishima's back is turned — undoubtedly his back, considering the width — and his hands are fists at his sides and he's awkwardly shuffling back down the hall.

you pout a little, because you haven't been getting very far with him; all your attempts at flirting — both in person and over instant messenger — have gone either completely ignored or completely over his head, and you're starting to wonder if sero was just gassing you up as a prank. you wouldn't put it past him.

— but then he's back, facing you this time as he reenters the break room. the little wave he gives you is timid, as shy as the small up-turn of his lips.

"hey," you say conversationally, watching on as he nods and walks up to the cabinet above the microwave. kirishima peers inside for a long moment, like he can't find what he's looking for, though you have no idea what that could be. "forget something?"

"huh?" his eyes snap to you instantly, eyebrows raised. "no, no! i was just, uh, checking for, uh—" he shrugs then, taking a deep breath before offering you another smile. "how's the rubberband war going with hanta?"

"ugh, don't remind me," you roll your eyes as he laughs, quiet and cute. "it's 17 to 8 right now, and i'm surprised he hasn't taken out my eye yet."

"man," kirishima takes another long look into the cabinet before abandoning it to spin around and lean back against the counter. when he crosses his arms, you watch the material of his shirt strain over his biceps, the plush of his chest as he presses into his pecs. "you might wanna work on your aim."

"so i've been told," you stick your tongue out at him, lips curling when he has to look away in favor of scratching at the side of his thick neck, smiling at the floor. "you should help me, since you know how much of a menace he is."

"uh, yeah, i mean," he shrugs and pushing his glasses up his nose, having to blink when the lenses get too close to his long, dark eyelashes. "maybe i could make like, i don't know, a target or something on some sticky notes or—"

"no, lemme get some real practice in, by firing right at your cute little glasses here." when you gently tap the arm of them, his eyes shoot up to the ceiling, cheeks pink. all you get is a quiet uh. "c'mon, i'll make it worth your while. buy you a beer or something after work."

"nah, i can't—i can't let you do that."

you frown, feeling deflated once again. "why not?"

"because," the top button of his light blue shirt is undone and he fiddles with it for a moment, as he chews on his lip. "because i should be buying you the beer."

"okay," you grin and his eyes dart up, taking in the curve of your cheeks. "buy me one then."

"okay," the little laugh he lets out is full of nerves, but the smile on his face is charming, triumphant. "i've, uh, got dnd—or this, uh, game—sort of thing i play, or do, with my friends, but i can cancel!"

"oh, well, you have this 'game sort of thing that you do' at your house?" you grin again when he nods, cheeks red, and resist the urge to throttle him for being so fucking cute. "then why don't i have the beer at your place, so you don't have to cancel?"

"uh, no, no," kirishima's demeanor changes immediately as he stands straight, shaking his head as he stares down at his shoes. "no, it's, uh, kinda like—i don't know—weird, and i don't want you to have to sit through my nerd stuff."

"maybe i like nerd stuff," you bite your lip when he looks at you again, smothering another sultry little smile as his eyes zero in in your mouth. "dragons and elves and shit like that. after everybody leaves, we can play princess in a castle and you can be my knight in shining armor."

"uh," he laughs again, jittery, and takes a small step back when you try to lean into him. "i thought we were doing it—uh, doing the rubberband thing."

you can't help it; a small groan leaves your throat as you deflate. again. "kirishima, you're killing me here."

he exhales heavily, unable to even look at you as he speaks breathlessly. "sorry! uh, yeah, no, it starts at, um, 7 if you really wanna come."

"okay," you lightly tap your foot against his twice before turning back to the microwave, jabbing the numbers again because your food has surely gone cold at this point. "save me a seat, then."

"yeah, okay, i definitely will."

you can feel his eyes tracing over your profile, but if you have to look at his big, crimson eyes or pink cheeks any longer, you'll lose your mind, and so you direct your smile at the microwave. unceremoniously, he awkwardly shuffles around you, shoulders tense as he makes an abrupt exit.

— but he turns, suddenly, and when you look up, he's got one hand in his hair, gripping it lightly.

"did you really wanna do the princess thing or—i could, i don't know—" he turns away one last time when you can't help but to giggle, barely suppressing his own smile as you call out to him that, yes, you would love to do the princess thing, with him.

[jamminlocks]

A Very Full Bed {Ushijima x Reader}

Tags: F/M, M/M, post timeskip, Fluff, Hand holding, establish relationship, ushijima is soft, reader's gender is unspecified, one shot, not beta read, sfw word count: 1262 Summary: its the first time Ushijima entered your room and you have a bed full of plushies A/N: the fic mentioned from this post [ao3]

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"Oh" in a mildly surprised tone is the first thing Wakatoshi says when he enters your room, having to duck down the door frame. It's obvious what this is about. The first thing anyone sees in your room is the many, many stuffed animals that sit on your bed and pillows, talking up almost half the bed space. They are stacked by height, smaller plushies on top of bigger, wider ones. Bigger, cute animals leaning on the headboard.

You quietly laugh to yourself before speaking to him. "Yeah. it's like a kid's bed, right?"

He doesn't say anything, simply humming in agreement as he scans the bed. You wait for some kind of comment from him, something along the lines of "you're a child at heart", "you didn't outgrow them", or "aren't you too old for this?".

You doubt that Wakatoshi is the kind to say something like the last line, but everyone who always had something to say.

Still he is quiet, just standing by the door. Finding no reason to talk about it more, you move on to why you two are actually here: finding the damn charger for your laptop. Just when you two were about to start sorting through your drive to see shots you took of Wakatoshi in his game, your laptop died.

"Can you look near my bed? I'll check the drawers here." You instruct. Opening one the first drawer you can reach and dig through the items.

"How many stuffed animals do you have?" Wakatoshi asked.

You didn't think he'd still be on that. With your hand still in the drawer, you look up to the ceiling and recount each plushie you know you have. "I dunno. I know I got 4 big ones on the bed. There's another two in my closet somewhere.” attention moving to the door of the closet, recalling if you’ve recently done rearrangements in there.

"You must be sleeping well at night with them around," he said

"I don't sleep with most of them, actually. Every night I move the bigger ones over there”, you point at the armchair.

Not really being in a hurry to find the charger, you stopped searching and walked up to the bed then let yourself fall onto the mattress. Some plushies squished under your weight.

"See, if I sleep with them every night like this, it's gonna get messy." You twist and climb on properly. Some plushies sitting near the edge were either moved to sit atop the bigger stuffed toys or thrown to the armchair. Once there was enough space, you lay down on your back, holding onto a large headed koala plushie. “But, yeah, It's really comfy here though,”

Wakatoshi gently smiles. It may seem the same from his indifferent expression, there's enough to see that he is happy.

You pat the vacant space beside you, “here.”

Wakatoshi initially hesitates to take the invitation. You’re insistent, moving other stuffed toys aside to make room for him. Giving in, he does his best to help you, placing of the smaller plushies to sit atop the pillow sized ones, huddling together. Though, there are still others by the foot of the bed that stayed.

The mattress sinks from his weight and you feel it. The weight of an athlete is not one you usually perceive. Wow can it move you. He does the best he can to not russell the bed that much as he settles himself. Some of the plushies fall back to blankets. His broad and muscled shoulders and arms squash the soft materials of the stuffed toys and he rests his head on the blue, seal shaped pillow. You hand him the large, round plush of a Shiba Inu, placing it over his chest. To which he takes and coversnhis stomach with.

You change your position to rest on your side, facing Wakatoshi. “How is it?”

As you patiently wait for his answer, he shifts in small motions. A hand petting the stuffed dog. You can’t help but think how silly this is right now. 

With his usual deep, monotone voice, he says, “everything is soft.”

You smile. “Sure is, huh?”

He holds out the stuffed Shiba Inu, turning to its front side for him to see its face. It has round black eyes, tongue sticking out and pink blush.

“And very cute,” he followed up. Hands squishing the sides of its head. Thumbs pressing on the cheeks. "This is the first for me"

Somehow, this is a surprising reveal to you. Not that you ever thought he was the kind to enjoy plushies as much as you do. You have thought of him as someone who could care less about them. “What, laying in a bed full of stuffed toys?” you ask in light sarcasm, just to be a little funny.

Wakatoshi hums in agreement, still playing with the dog. 

“Really? Even as a kid?” you ask, turning to your side so not to fall asleep. “You didn't have a lot of stuffed toys growing up?"

“They gave me some when I was young. I don’t believe I slept holding one or having one at my bed, however,” he said. 

He takes interest in a small cat plush wearing a dotted dress sitting by your head and takes it, toying with its paws. “Now I feel like I’ve missed out on something so simple.”

You take your favorite purple penguin to wrap your arms on and you cheerfully say to Wakatoshi, “good thing you have now, huh?”

His attention returns to you. Eyes a surprise from what you said. Then, the familiar subtle fondness you’ve observed from him shows through calm eyes and a very rare natural smile.

“You're right,” he said.

You turn and push yourself up. It gives you a good look at Wakatoshi, ever so politely lying straight on your bed surrounded by the cutest and most adorable soft toys. It's silly really. You never thought you’d ever see him like this, given how serious he comes off whether he realizes it or not. You smile at him. Plopping yourself beside him a little closer and on eye-level to him.

“How come there’s so many?” he asked, shifting to have his body face you.

“Well…”

The two of you stay in bed, talking about how and when you got the plushies. Which ones you got as a kid, those you bought with your own money or won on crane games, and those you got as a gift, along with who they were from. Wakatoshi listens attentively, asking questions after you answer. He listens to you babble on, saying his simple yet unintentionally funny remarks here and there. You’d laugh. Its nice and relaxing. 

At one point, when your voice got soft and slower as you tell the story of how you got a very expensive pokemon plush in a crane game after three times and barely spending, He sneaks his hand to yours that is resting on the mattress, lacing them together. You continue to talk as you return the gesture by playing with the grip of your fingers on his hand. Face to Face to each other.

Suddenly, Wakatoshi said, tenderness the most clear in his expression it has ever been, "we should do this more often."   

You want him to clarify what he meant by that. Does he mean just lying down together? Talking about random stuff? Or, just lying in bed. Lying on your bed? Does he want you spending time on his bed?

Whichever it is, your heart wholly agrees. 

"Yeah."

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A/N: imma be real with you chief, i dont even know if they kissed after that 😅

[asterr1sk]

i have a txt req as well hehe, could u do a idol soobin x med student reader??? it can be sfw headcanons or sfw oneshot, anything really i just wanna feed my delusions lolol

a/n: i'm sorry if this is inaccurate but i hope you find it cute <33 kinda went wild,, did headcanons and a drabble

idol! soobin x med student! reader

both of you might not have a lot of time for each other, but whenever you do, soobin does his best to plan for your dates (you feel guilty cuz you think it should be you making the plans, but he insists on it)

it's a cycle, really; he does something for you. in return, you also do the same, and vice versa

you guys both know that you do different things, and understand the difficulty it comes with

he lets you do med practices on him,,

yk a pretend patient, and if he needs to lie down, i'm pretty sure he sleeps (you just let him sleep with bandages on and take weird pictures, then send them to his members too)

he saw you holding a syringe once and almost ran out; you had to reassure him that you were not going to take anything from him

oh and if it's a roleplay, HE WILL ACT and gets flustered (of course his face needs to be covered in the video)

he will do anything for you

when he comes home from practicing, you might see some wounds and bruises. he says it's fine, but you ARE a med student; of course you will tend to it

he can't pretend if he starts feeling ill

you randomly start saying medical terms to him, like anatomy, and he gets confused, but it's just your way of memorizing

so he just stands there while you point to some parts

omggg when you go to the library, he WILL reach for the books you need and carry them even though they're very heavy why are the books so huge

he thought you couldn't attend the concert cuz you were busy

but when he saw you holding a banner with his name on it, he smiled so wide

a fan took a perfect picture of that moment and it became famous within the fandom

omfg imagine seeing that and knowing you were the reason he smiled so much i'll fucking melt

you studied until late at night, and he kept scolding you to sleep. it didn't work, so he sat next to you with a drink he made for you. in the end, he still slept, and you took it as a sign to actually take a rest. you woke him, and he got surprised, making you laugh at him. 

"we should actually sleep on the bed now," you told him, and he wrapped you in a hug and carried you to your shared bed. "soobin, i still haven't washed up. let go." 

"yeah, you stink." he lets go of you, and you slapped him then went to the bathroom. "be fast with it! i miss you already!" he screamed.

you were finally done, and you saw him with a blanket on, hugging your plush. you removed the plush from his arms and replaced it with yourself, your back on his chest. he snuggled into your neck and kissed it.

"goodnight, y/n."

[abbyslev]

𝑪𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑬𝑹- 𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬 𝑿 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

A/N: here’s a stupid idea i’ve had in my brain for a min and i FINALLY finished it! also don’t mind typos or anything, slightly tipsy rn. (dont drink tequila and vodka and use beer as a chaser??? EVER ???) anyway, enjoy enjoy😊👍🏼 my trip is so good currently like you guys i’ve never been so happy :(

WARNINGS: thigh riding, eating out, praise (IS THAT BAD IDFK 🤯), lots of kissing, fingering and whatever else i added in here idk i cant think rn 🤷🏻

You set your coffee down, eyebrows furrowing. “Problem?” Erwin looked up, eyes searching your stressed face. 

     “Yeah, uhm, just some bio homework. I really regret taking this fucking class.” You laugh, spinning your computer around to show him. His eyebrows raised, pushing your computer back to you. Levi approached you two, handing Erwin his food and placing your sandwich beside your drink. He read it over your shoulder before scoffing and sitting down next to Erwin. “Thank you.” He mumbled to Levi before kissing his hand. You scrunch your nose up, making a gagging noise. “In public is crazy.” You tease them with a smile. 

          “How am I supposed to figure this out?” You slap your hands on your face, dragging them down. “Your fault for choosing that class for extra credit.” Levi chuckled. “Shut up.” You roll your eyes. The three of you always met up at the library to study a lot, and today was one of those days. Unlucky for you, you were learning some pretty hard stuff, and had a hard time understanding it. It was starting to stress you out. “Just leave it for another day, email your professor and tell them to explain it better.” Erwin looked up from his computer, meeting your stressed eyes.

        “Hiya, everyone! Oooh, is that stem cells and the tissue formation process?” They leaned over, taking a glance at your computer. You perk up, meeting their excited eyes. “Yeah, do you know anything about it?” You question, watching as they set all their stuff down. They pull up a chair, sitting beside you. “Now you got them riled up.” Levi scoffed. “Oh shut up.” You sigh. “This is one of my favorite topics, since there's so many theories around it and the things that actually happen, which is why it's considered one of the harder topics. I passed this section with an easy 100.” Hange smiled.

         “Do you think you could help me? I can pay you!” You smile. “There's no need! I can help you anytime, you just text me the time and place.” Hange seemed fine on the outside, but on the inside they were exploding. Hange met you through Levi and Erwin. You guys lived next to each other and you hung out with Erwin and Levi a lot. Hange had some lengthy conversations with you but they never hung out with you one on one. This was a big step for them. Levi bumped Erwins elbow, eyeing you two. 

      “That would be great!” You pulled out your phone, allowing them to put in their number.  “What do you study?” You look up at them, admiring their excited brown eyes. “Biology!” they answer with a huge smile. You two engulf yourself in a conversation, completely forgetting the time. It wasn't until Erwin lightly tapped your shoulder, showing you his phone. “Oh, thanks.” You smile. 

         You two pack up your stuff, following Erwin and Levi out. “They’re so cute.” Hange points at their hands. Erwin had clasped him against Levi’s, leading him towards the car. “Did you need a ride home?” Hange turned to you, smiling. “I usually ride with them, but i don't mind riding with you if it's not a bother.” You smile. “Of course not!” Hange lead you to their car. “I’ll meet you guys later!” You called towards the two. “Sounds good.” Erwin waved, but gave Levi that knowing look. Hange opened your door, smiling. A certain item caught your eye.

       Hange had a frog plush sitting on their dash. “Where did you get this? Do you know what rare item you hold?” You slowly turn to them as they turn on the car. “Oh, yes. Do you know how much that cost me?” They push up their glasses before pulling off to your apartment. They played quiet music on the way back, occasionally cracking a joke or pointing something out. 

        They pull to a stop, unlocking the doors. “Thank you so much, I owe you lunch tomorrow! Do you just want to come over? It's gonna be crowded tomorrow.” You grab your bag and cup, turning to them. “Oh! Sure!” They nod quickly. “Sweet. Drive safe.” You close their door and wave, before walking inside. You peek out your window to see that they had only started driving off. They waited for you to get inside your apartment. You slap a hand over your mouth, screaming. You run to your bed, kicking your feet and squealing. God, you felt like you were a teenage girl with her first crush. 

        You always admired hange from afar. You had a math class with them last semester and you occasionally talked to them when Levi and Erwin were around, but never alone. You shook with excitement, too excited to do anything else. Hange was perfect in every way and now they were going to help you? You thanked yourself for keeping calm in front of them. You got up, heading to the shower. You had no idea how you were going to go to bed with this much excitement.

-

        You deep cleaned your apartment, and it felt like you were overdoing everything. A knock echoed through your home. You opened the door, smiling. 

          Hange had many books and a bag of food in their hand. “Come on in.” You smile, moving aside. “You can sit on the dinner table.” “Thanks!” They sit down. You join the, pulling out your computer. “You didn't have to get me anything!” You shake your head as they slide a bagel towards you. “Want anything to drink?” You offer. “A water is fine!” You stood up, grabbing two bottles from the fridge. You hand them one, sitting back down. 

       “So, where do you want to start?” They lean over to see your computer. “Here,” You pint. “Thats where we have to start, but its hard to understand it, i cant find theories in out book so i cant understand it.” You sigh. Hange opened a book up, trying to find a section. Their eyebrows furrowed, pushing their glasses up. “Oh! Here it is. This book practically answers everything youre looking for!” Hange slides the book over. 

        It had been a couple hours, and neither of you could explain how you ended up like this. You typed your last paragraph as Hange was above you, arms on either side of you and chin on top of your head. You two spent hours figuring stuff out, and even getting to know eachother. You typed the last sentence bewfore leaning back into their chest, groaning.

“Finally!’ You hit submit, stretching you neck. “See? That wasnt so bad!” Hange smiled. “Not for you!” You joked. “Thanks a lot for that, in really needed it. We have about three more assignments until the final quiz, if you want to help me with those too id be down!” You turn to look at them. It took all your might to not stare at their arms. In the hours of studying, Hange had taken off their flannel, leaving them in their black tank top and sweatoants. 

       “Sure! You just let me know and i can help.” They smile. After cleansing up and making sure they werent forgetting anything, they said their goodbyes and went on their way.

_

FIVE WEEKS LATER

          In the time that had passed, Hange and you had become close, inseparable you could say. The two of you did everything together. It had went from tutoring sessions to hangouts and eventually sleepovers. Erwin and Levi had caught on pretty quick, thanks to Hanges rants about you.  

       Levi handed Hange their food, sitting in front of them. “Levi, you have no idea how cute they are! LIke the way they caught on so quick asnd now they understand more than they could! And they got us this lego set to build, and we had pizza after! So good. And they did my hair too, doesnt it look so kuch softer?” Hange went on and on, their face turning red and eyes sparkling with excitement. Levi raised a brow, drinking his tea. “So youre in love with them?” Levi spat out. “Wha- no! Levi, that’s my friend! Nothing more.” Hange huffed, rolling their eyes. 

            From then on, Levi and Erwin kept an eye on you two. It was the small details that they had caught onto. You wore Hange’s favorite flannel, you always had a hair tie on your wrist if Hange ever needed one, Hange always carried your favorite chapstick and favorite gum. They started to form their own theories about you two. 

        Hange had woken up nervous, today was your big day! You finally had your big test on the things they had helped you study with. They knew how it had been eating you inside, but you had gotten a perfect score on all your small quizzes, so you should nail this, right? Hange sent you a long, sweet message making sure that you were prepared and that you were going to crush the test. You replied back, making Hange squeal. They invited you to dinner afterwards, at their house. You two could bake cookies and watch movies after. You accepted, saying it would ease your nerves.

-

        Hours had passed, and Hange nervously chewed on their fingers. How long would it be until you texted them?

       Suddenly, their door burst open, you running in, shaking a paper everywhere and cheering. Hange stood up from the couch, watching you with a smile. “What is it?” Hange tried to calm you down, but you couldnt stop jumping everywhere. “What is it, lemme see!” Hange grabbed your wrist, trying to get ahold of the paper. A pair of lips met Hamge’s, catching them by surprise. Hange’s eyes closed slowly, hands on either side of your face. You dropped the papers, tangling your hands through their short, soft hair. You two pulled away from the kiss, breathing in for air.

      “I passed with a one hundred.” You smile. Hange’s mouth dropped, eyes meeting the paper on the floor. There it was, a big 100 in red pen. Hange turned to you, pulling you back in for another kiss. You happily kissed them back, smiling against their lips. Hange’s hands slid under your shirt, hands rubbing up and down your waist. You hold on to their arm, whimpering. 

     Hange pushed you against the couch softly without breaking this kiss. You push them back down, throwing your leg over them and straddling them. You pulled your shirt off, the cold air sending shivers down your spine. Hange placed a hand on your bare back, pushing your body closer. They kissed all over your chest, leaving you in a mess.

     You grind your hips against their lap, lips whispering their name. “Be patient.” Hange laughed against your shoulder. “But I deserve it, no?” You pulled back, hands on their side of their face, lips ghosting over theirs. “I’ll show you what you deserve.” They pushed your head towards them, kissing the corner of your mouth down to your jaw.

      “Mngh, fuck.” You unbutton their shirt, hands running up and down their soft stomach. Hange pulled off their shirt, lips busy on your neck. You dig your nails into their skin, sucking in a deep breath as they focus on that one spot. 

         Hange picked you up from their lap, laying you down on the couch. They straddled you, hands palming your chest. Your face scrunched up, lips trembling. Hange kissed down your stomach, eyes focused on your pretty face. 

         They pull down your sweatpants, pressing a wet kiss on your hip bone. “Hange, please.” You yank your pants off, your core aching for some attention. Hange traced shapes on your thighs, running their lips up and down your inner thigh. You bucked your hips foward, hands in their hair. 

       Hange pushed your hips down with force, nails digging into your skin. Seeing you all spread out like this, begging for them was all they could ever ask for. Their lips finally met your wet cunt. Your legs closed around their head, a loud moan leaving your lips. You covered your mouth, stomach caving with every stripe of their tongue. 

         Hange pulled your hand away, placing it on your chest. They squeezed your boob, before slowly trailing their hand down to your thighs. They pushed them up, giving them more access. They pushed two fingers in you, watching as your back arched, fingers trying to find a grip on something. 

        They started off slow, thumb playing with your clit. They rested their head on your thigh, kissing it softly. Their soft, brown eyes met yours, which fluttered with every move they made. Your cheeks were tinted pink and lips were swollen from you biting down on them. 

        “Such a good baby. You worked so hard.” Hange praised you, fingers starting to speed up. Your legs threatened to close at any second, but you tried with all your might to not let them. It felt as if you couldn’t control your body, you were being washed over with euphoria.

      “God fucking damn, Hange!” You manage to spit out. Hange replaced their thumb with their mouth, sending you to the edge. You run your hands through their hair, legs shaking. Hange goes faster, watching as your legs close around their head once again. You arch your back, uncontrollable mewls leaving your mouth. Hange pulls out their fingers, immediately licking you up. 

         “Fuckfuckfuck!” You slur out, eyes shutting closed. Hange cleans you up, holding your waist down again. They come back up to you, kissing you. You messily kiss them back, body too tired to do anything else. 

        They sit down beside you, pulling you back into their lap. It felt like your legs were going to give out at any moment. “Hange…so tired.” You lean into their chest, kissing their neck.  “One more, baby… just one more.” Hange kissed your lips. You slowly started moving your hips against their thigh, light whimpers leaving your mouth. 

      “That’s it, just like that.” Hange helped you, their large hands moving you back and forth. “You did so good. Im so proud of you.” Hange pressed a kiss against your forehead, down to your lips and then your jaw. You fastened your pace, ignoring the ache in your legs.

       Hange looked unreal. Their hair had gotten loose from its usual updo from you messing with it, cheeks were dusted with pink and their eyes were dark and lustful. Their glasses slid off their nose slowly, lips crashing against yours

       Their glasses fogged, making you giggle against their lips. Hange gripped the fat of your hips, crescent-like pink shapes marking your skin. They placed their mouth on your cheek, warm breath fawning your face. They sloppily kissed the edge of your mouth, brain too fuzzy to think of anything else. 

       “I love you so much.” Your hands were on either side of Hange’s face, eyes meeting theirs. Hange felt their heart swell, just a couple weeks ago they were daydreaming about you and now they had you into a moaning mess for them.

        “I love you so much more.” They kissed you hard, wanting to bring you impossibly closer. “Hange, fuck.” You repeated over and over again, legs shaking and fastening your pace. “That’s it.” Hange pushed your hair back, nose against your cheek. 

        Your fingernails dug into their back, curse words and Hange’s name slurring out of your mouth. Hange held the back of your head, other hand on your lower back, bringing you closer. “Fuck, just like that.” They kissed your neck.  You slowed down, feeling their stomach and back, eyes closed. 

      “Should’ve asked you for help sooner.” You said, out of breath. “Mm, I guess we just found a new stress reliever, though.” Hange laughed, kissing your lips. 

[spiteless-xo]

how do the boys (jean and eren) feel by always initiating sex with their partners (assuming eren would have a gf lol)?

ooo good question! i got a lil carried away w jeans 🙊

how they initiate sex - jean, eren

jean

i feel like jean primarily initiates sex in the bedroom. so right before bed or first thing in the morning. i think he's very much of the philosophy that your bed is only for sleeping and sex so he's trained himself to get horny when he's laying down 💀

he'd start with just cuddling, either face-to-face or spooning, and he'd kiss your head, your face, your neck and each kiss would be a little longer and a little more sexual

and he's got one hand under you, wrapped around your shoulders to hold you close while his other hand roams your body. trailing down your front, playing with the waistband of your shorts, then dipping lower to grab your thigh

the whole time he's breathing heavy, kissing you neck and rocking his hips into you like whispering little sweet nothings like you look so pretty when you're sleepy or i love waking up next to you

and the next thing you know he's pulling down your shorts and you can feel him hard against you, i think he'd like to start with thigh-fucking 👀 just slipping his cock between your soft, plush thighs and gently thrusting against you

the whole process would be really slow and sensual until one of you finally gets needy enough to want more and then he's rolling on top of you and getting you to stroke him while he kisses down your body

if you're outside of the bedroom, i think he'd employ the same tactics -- kisses along your neck/shoulders and hands grabbing at your body to show you how much he wants you

loves transitioning from cuddling to sex

eren

he's ready to go anytime you want him so i feel like 90% of the time he's waiting for you to initiate 💀

but i think he'd initiate by telling you how horny he is for you, like even if you're in public. like you'll just be chillin, shopping for groceries and he'll come up behind you and lean down next to you ear and be like i can't stop thinking about how cute you look riding my dick and then he'll wrap his arms around your waist and pull you flush against him and be like remember last night baby? when you were bouncing in my lap? that felt so fuckin' good right? lets get out of here and do that again.

or he'd get super handsy randomly and start grabbing your ass and trying to slide his hand between your legs when you're sitting together like come on, just lemme touch you

if you ever let him touch you in public, like out at a restaurant under the table, and you let him get you off??? omg, i don't think you guys would make it out of the parking lot -- i don't think you'd even make it in the car!! he'd be all over you and trying to fuck you immediately, just so turned on by how hot it is that you let him do that.

i think he'd love "tricking you" into being alone with him so you guys can hook up. if you guys are at a friend's house or at a party or something he'll like go grab you and be like i really need your help with something and you'll be concerned and follow him through the house until he takes you into some back closet or something and you're like ???? and then he just starts kissing and grabbing you and is like come on, we don't have much time

or you're over at mama jaeger's house and she's like oh shoot i'm missing something for dinner -- eren can you run to the store? and he's like hell yeah and drags you with him just so he can park in some abandoned parking lot and go down on you in the backseat of his car before dinner

[henshin-9]

My favorite thing about lucid dreaming is how absolutely stupid a realization can be...

I dreamt that some new Atsushi pics had shown up right here on Tumblr, pics from right before his death. How did I know? Because he had a tattoo and we all know that he got that tattoo right before his death (sure, brain)

It was a cute tat tho, he had the 5 Abracadabra BT plushies tattooed on his shoulder, all next to each other in a row, their... hands? Touching... which, thinking about it now, would never fit unless 1 or 2 were on his shoulder blade cause they weren't tiny... maybe some were back there, I don't think I saw all 5 clearly I just knew he had all 5. Anyway, they weren't colored and I was thinking about how sad it was that we never got a tour with him with the tattoo, and wondering if he would have gotten them colored... but then I spotted like a bit less than half the outline of another plush on his other arm, on the inner side, sticking out just from the back of his arm together with an empty text balloon. I was like "no, we all know he only got his shoulder tattooed, this must be a dream" and then I became lucid...

Yeah, sure brain, WE ALL KNOW HE ONLY GOT HIS SHOULDER TATTOOED. ONLY THE SECOND TATTOO IS SUSPICIOUS, SUUURE *facepalm* (or... 6th?... are 5 plushies together 1 tattoo or 5 separately?)

Anyway then I woke up and started to write this post... or did I?

You see, my other favorite thing about lucid dreaming is the high chance of fake awakenings -_-

So I was writing this post, and then I noticed my door was open... my door should not be open, no one leaves my door open. But my door being open is a common thing in my dreams. I do a reality check... yep, still asleep. I try to wake up before I forget the Atsushi dream... but I always struggle to wake up from fake awakenings... so I yeeted myself down 2 flights of stairs until I finally woke up once I reached the bottom, did a quick reality check, alright, awake this time. Speedrun write this shit down before I forget aaand post.

My brain: "an open door? We're dreaming!"

Also my brain: "Atsushi has a tattoo? Or 5 even since it's all 5 plushies, in a way that probably wouldn't even fit realistically? Nah that's fine. Oh there is another one on his other arm? Nooooo that is not right!"

Some random lucid and false awakening bullshit below:

You know the false awakenings can be good... if you manage to fall back asleep in them you often easily fall back into the dream you had before. If you don't but still realize you are asleep, it's easy to have a new lucid dream (yet I struggle to change environment and spawn/remove people so for me these are often lame unless I decide to just leave the house and find a new area... yet that can take so long that I wake up from boredom... unless I fly, flying keeps me asleep, I usually do that if I notice I am about to wake up but don't want to yet.)

You can also get back into a dream if you wake up for real but fall back asleep without ever opening your eyes. Works for me at least, but sadly this option isnt often there for me as I usually need to piss when I wake up... like now, but I had to write this post first to not forget so NOW I can go piss.

[panjakes]

Hi hello! Could I request curvy/a Lil chubby, heavily tattooed reader with either hyunjin, han or bangchan??

(I love you writing btw it's so good!!)

Thank you I appreciate it🥹🫶🏼

“You bet not chicken out” Bangchan says making hyunjin scoff

“I’m not! So stop saying that!” Hyunjin says walking into your tattoo shop

“You will” he says laugh making Hyunjin roll his eyes. You walk to the front if your shop hearing the bell.

“Hi welcome to my sho-Oh hey Bangchan how are you?” You ask

Hyunjin looks up jaw immediately dropping to the floor. You were beautifully stunning. His eyes wondering over your plush but thick frame

Your thighs spilling out of the thigh highs you wore. Not going unnoticed by you,. Hyunjin licks his lips at the sight

“I’m fine Yn! How are you?” Bangchan says smiling wrapping his arms around you.

Hyunjin wanted a hug

“I’m fine, what can I get for you today?” You ask

“I want my eyebrow pierced and my friend here wants a Tattoo” Bangchan says pointing at Hyunjin

“Ahh! So you did come back for the piercing” you say smirking

“I did but he wants a small tattoo. Nothing big” Bangchan says

“I got y’all. I’ll pierce you first then start on you, know what you want?” You ask smirking at Hyunjin

“Y-yeah” Hyunjin says pulling out his phone to show you what he wanted

“That’s cute, go sit in that room and I’ll be right with you” you say walking Chan to the back. Hyunjin didn’t miss the wink you gave him as you walked pass

He groans a little bit as he looks at you walking away. He walks into the room sitting in the chair with a sigh

“That girl will be the death of me” he mumbles to himself. He looked around the room smiling at the comfort it brought him. The room screamed that you do your work there.

He could hear you and Chan’s soft conversation. He waited only about 10 minutes before you and chan came into the room.

“Look! Isn’t it cool?” Chan asks showing his eyebrow. Hyunjin laughs before nodding

“It is. Very cool chan” Hyunjin says giving a thumbs up

“Okay let me get started on you” you say putting on a fresh pair of gloves

“Okay” Hyunjin mumbles

“Where do you want it?” You ask

“On my side” Hyunjin says making you smirk

“I need you to take your shirt off” you say

Hyunjin looks over at Bangchan, who was to busy taking selfies before responding

“Come on Yn” he whispers

“What?! I do! Your shirt will be in the way” you say still smirking

Hyunjin rolls his eyes before taking his shirt off

“Oh? Why are you getting naked?” Chan asks raising brow

“He wants it on his side, his shirt’ll be in the way” you say pouring the ink into the tiny cup

“Oh okay, I’m gonna be in the lobby you okay?” Bangchan asks Hyunjin making him nod

“Cool, Yn Netflix still on the tv?” Bangchan asks making you nod. He nods himself before exiting the room

“Didn’t know you and Bangchan knew each other” Hyunjin says

“Yeah and apparently he doesn’t know we know each other” you say placing the stencil on Hyunjin

“Fair” Hyunjin says nodding

Unbeknownst to Bangchan,your good friend, you and his fellow group memebr were dating.

“You put up a good front though. He doesn’t suspect a thing” you say

“I mean it’s not a secret either Yn” Hyunjin says

“It’s not but are you going to tell him?” You ask peeking the paper off his skin

“I Uh I don’t know” he says making you nod

“All done! It looks nice!” You say admiring your work

Hyunjin gets up from the chair walking over to the mirror looking at. He smiles before nodding

“I love it, thanks babe” he says turning around placing his lips on yours

“No problem” you say smiling

You look over his body again, the tattoo making him even more attractive.

“You should let me tattoo you some more” you say running a hand over his bare chest. He chuckles grabbing your hand

“I don’t think so. The one is just enough” he says kissing your hand

“I said that, now look at me” you say smirking.

Hyunjin looks you up and down.You had tattoos everywhere! Your arms covered in tattoos. He could see one on your side peeking out from the crop top you wore. He even spotted the cute blue butterfly’s coming up from your neck to behind your ear.

He knew you had more hidden. He knew for a fact.

He smiles over at you shaking his head

“I missed you” he says

“I missed you too” you responded back.

You two stare at each other standing in a comfortable silence before he leaned in to kiss you again.

The kiss quickly got heated as you two started making out. He gently pushed you to the chair picking you up sitting you down on it. His hands roamed over your thick brown thighs giving them a slight squeeze

He pulls away, trying to catch his breath

“We should stop, Chans outside” he says

“So, he’s distracted” you say pulling him into another heated kiss. Hyunjin didn’t fight it, he just wrapped his arms around your soft thick frame giving you light squeezes here and there.

“Hey is he crying-what.the hell?”

You two pull away staring at Chan in shock

“Uh” you say

“Hyunjin why are you and my friend making out?” Bangchan asks leaning against the door frame

“Well-uh, she is,Uh, we are-“Hyunjin stutters

“We’re a couple” you say making Hyunjin blush

Bangchan nods before chuckling

“Explains why you were giving him bedroom eyes” he says

“I was not!” You say

“Was too! You told him to take his shirt off know good and well he could have just hold it” Bangchan says smirking

“What can I say, I like seeing my man naked” you say

“Yn!!” Hyunjin says blushing making you and Chan laugh

“What a small world we live in” Bangchan says

“Small world indeed” you say kissing Hyunjin cheek

[kanaglows]

Hello!! May I request smth? Maybe a one-shot, a Toya x s/o (I prefer a male if isn't a problem!) Playing at the arcade? Kinda cute, this idea just emerged on my mind! If you don't want to write it no problem!

Hope you're having a good day! I'm happy that new pjsekai writing blogs are coming!

Sure! Just something I'll have to let you know. I did try to make it a male reader but I couldn't seem to squeeze anything that could even hint that the reader is male so I decided to make it gender-neutral instead. I'm really sorry 🥲

Notes: Gender-neutral reader

Style: Bullets/hcs

Toya X Reader at Arcade!

You had always known Toya was good at arcade games. He always seemed to spend his free time there, it was natural that he would be, however, you didn't realise just how good he was until today.

You decided to stop by the arcade in hopes of running into him and possibly being able to hang out. Recently, there had been some subtle feelings growing between the two of you (they weren't subtle at all 😀), it was sort of embarrassing though, if your friends were to find out they would tease you relentlessly (they already know 😀).

You felt slightly let down when you realised he wasn't here, regardless, that didn't stop you from enjoying the games. You had made a couple friends while playing a few fighting games you were familiar with and quickly rose to the top, becoming known as the champion. You were unbeaten.

To be honest, all of your opponents were... pretty bad. Some guy managed to blow himself up (how?)

"Any more contenders?" you asked. You had a winning streak of 19, you would only need one more win to get to 20 and then you would end for the day, you had a curfew.

There was a silence. It seemed like everyone had already given it a go until- "I'll play," you heard someone say from behind you. It was a voice you recognised, a quiet, calm one; turning around, you saw that it was none other than Toya Aoyagi himself. You were done for- but also really happy that he was here.

"Oh hey, Toya! Nice to see you here," you grinned. "Hey," he smiled, "mind if I play?".

You thought for a second. You would undoubtedly lose your streak if you let him play but on the other hand, you would get to spend more time with him if you let him. A tricky decision indeed- but then you realised that you couldn't exactly say no; it would be rude 😕. Besides, even if he went against you there's still a chance you could win, he can't be that good, can he?

You were wrong. He was that good. You were dead within seconds.

"Wow," you breathed out, not knowing what to say, "you're really good at this." Toya nodded, "Thanks. Wanna go for another round?"

"I totally would if I could," you sighed, "I have a curfew, my parents would kill me if I was la-..." your eyes fell onto a claw machine, but not just any claw machine. This claw machine had something very valuable inside it, a limited edition (favourite fictional character) plush. You wondered if it would take up too much time to try and win it, but then again... (favourite fictional character) was worth the risk of getting grounded.

"Umm, I'm going to try and get something from that machine and then I'll get going, Toya," you said, slipping a coin into the small slot at the bottom. "Got it, it was nice seeing you, (name)," he replied with a smile before walking to another arcade machine.

20 minutes later...

You were about to commit a felony. You had wasted 2000 yen and were still yet to win that damned plushie. How long was this going to take exactly? You had to get home soon.

"Still struggling?" you heard Toya say from behind you. "Yeah, would you mind helping me out? I'll pay."

He nodded, "Sure, I don't mind."

Wow. There was no denying that Toya was definitely efficient when it came to these kinds of things, no doubt about that. It only took him one try.

"Here you go," he handed the plush to you. "Thanks," you mumbled, pretty much awestruck by his skills. "I guess you'll be off now?" he asked. You gave a nod. "Y'know, you're really good at fighting games, you should come here more often," Toya suggested, "it would be a lot more fun around here."

You laughed, "you think so?".

"Definitely," a faint smile growing on his face, "I'll see you later, (name)". You waved at each other as you took your leave. What a day that was. You were definitely telling (favourite fictional character) about this on character.ai.