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madamechrissy · 28 days ago

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Conjuring Ryomen Sukuna

pairings - Haunted Doll/Demon Sukuna x f!reader

summary - Your haunted doll Sukuna is really creeping out everyone you know, so you're tired of it! He is always watching, he scares your dates away - rude! You decide enough is enough, and after numerous times trying to destroy him, you get the help of a friend to sage/smudge the house. Big mistake!

warnings - Horror tbh lol, COMPLETE CRACK, spitting, name calling, oral (f receiving) Sukuna being psycho and just a freak, mating press, rough sex, creampie, Sukuna is basically Anabelle lmfao.

You can thank @yenayaps for spurring this on and for making the Sukuna pic lmao!! (also @indiewritesxoxo bc they rly get me on the weirdest paths)

You have tried so many times to get rid of your creepy, haunted ass doll!!! He's so torn up and raggedy, he's still covered in dirt from when you've buried him. He's sewn together in places (you never sewed him!?) his creepy ass grin and red button eyes terrifying as ever. You've thrown him in a blender, a dumpster, you've thrown him in the damn pond!

Fuck you burned him, earning some singed raggedy pink hair. But Nothing Works!!

He's always coming back, showing up on your chair, showing up in your fucking bed!? Sometimes you'd wake up and scream, and throw him out of the attic window, sometimes you'd stuff him in a trunk up there and you'd hear his creepy little footsteps as he ended up back in that rocking chair. You'd push him in your closet and he'd be sitting at the dinner table, waiting for you to serve him.

Not like you ever would!

What's the worse is when you tried to bring a date over, and the moment you thought maybe you could get off a bit - (fuck you deserve it living with this demonic doll) - the doors start slamming and the lights flicker! All of your dates run away in fear, and you're left endlessly frustrated all the time.

"I swear, I'm getting rid of you today!" You say this morning, shaking the doll and then throwing it on the floor, just for it to move it's head, making you scream. "God you're creepy, just wait!"

Your friend is a whole hippie, and thank goodness for that. You've buried Sukuna again in your garden, wiping the sweat off your brow as your friend looks at you with a concerned gaze. "I'll be right in, please go ahead!"

You may look insane burying this doll in your yard every week, surely the neighbors are concerned, but they have no clue the torture this damn thing causes. Cheap mortgage payments are not worth it!

"This is what you get for buying a haunted house you know," you're walking in, washing your hands in your kitchen as your friend shakes her head. "The energy in here is insane."

"I know, ugh. You know I couldn't afford anything else!" You dry your hands on a towel as she starts laying out crystals, evil eyes, and lighting the sage. The smoke makes you cough it's so thick, when she hands you one.

"Repeat this - you will not harm me."

"You will not cock block me!"

"Hey!" You blush then, realizing your words, clearing your throat as your friend rolls her eyes. "Why do I deal with you?"

"He really does, I haven't gotten dick since I've been here," you pout and she starts walking through the house, shivering. "Yeah, he sits in my room the most."

"We'll put extra protection in here," she's smudging more, opening all the windows, as you follow her - praying this doll was done - the next step was a whole exorcism!!

The doll doesn't return that day, you almost can't believe your luck, and that night he's still not there! You freely go on a date - he's not even that good of a kisser but you really need to get laid, it's been a whole year since this doll started. He's fingering you good enough in the car, that you decide to bring him in.

Typically, this is when your doll would start messing with you, but the house smells so clean and it's blissfully empty. Your date is kissing down your body as you lay in your bed, and for once the creepy doll isn't even here staring at you!

Yay for Sage!

"So pretty," he's murmuring, kissing up your thigh, you're moaning then, it's just been so long, you were even scared to masturbate because he's watched so much! "So wet..."

"Shh," you didn't need the dude to talk, no you really need to cum - but of course, he doesn't know what he's doing. But that's okay, you're just excited your creepy ass doll is gone, so you tug his face where it needs to be and work with it. "Mnh!"

"Hmm," that sound doesn't come from him, or you, in fact he's buried against your pussy when you look curiously to see it-

That Fucking Doll!

He's grinning at you, making you scream when your date pulls his lips off whatever part of your pussy he was going for, looking at the chair then. "Oh, I didn't see that - it's fucking creepy!"

"Just... um ignore it..." Soon the doll has slammed the damn door, your lights flicker again, and your tv is going on and off. "Dammit..."

"I'm sorry but... this is too creepy, he's like haunted!?" Your date runs out when the doll turns his creepy ass head, and you're done. You tug on your panties, picking the doll up by his hair, scowling.

"I'm getting an exorcist tomorrow, you creepy little shit!" You throw him out of your room with a huff, locking your door and grimacing, throwing a hand over your face.

You almost could have cum just grinding on the guys nose, you're that needy after this year of hell! You're grabbing your vibrator, spreading your thighs then, eyes fluttering shut. You have to just cum and you'll feel a little better, surely, hopefully the stupid doll does his usual routine and comes in after a couple hours.

The vibrations are hitting your clit, and your hips rise up, shutting your eyes and imagining how good it'll be to get rid of this stupid fucking doll, when the vibrator is snatched from your hand and thrown against the wall. You scream at that, eyes opening when a hand comes over your mouth.

Who the fuck is this!?!?

He's got glowing red eyes just like your doll, but he's huge, and he's naked, covered in tattoos as your eyes dart down his throat, his chest, and his big hand lets go. He smirks down at you, when you scooch up the bed, chest heaving, and he eyes your pussy, lapping at his plump lower lip.

"You thought that loser or that toy could make you cum, brat?" his voice is gruff as he speaks, you reach for your phone, but he throws that now too.

"Who are you!? How'd you get in?" You're covering yourself up with a pillow, only for him to throw that now too, as you look all over the room. "I have a haunted doll, he'll scare the shit out of you."

He laughs then, throwing his head back, before giving you an evil fucking grin, straddling your bed and making it creak with his heavy weight, one arm on either side of you. "Oh you're fucking dumb."

You glare and smack the shit out of him then, screaming out as your palm stings, he's chuckling again, and you see him hard, he's fucking huge. Veiny, a good nine inches, leaking precum on your damn bed, as he shoves up your top.

"Get the fuck out, who breaks in naked - you're a creep!" He's chuckling now, shaking his head, pink hair messy, his fingers gripping your breasts.

"I'm tired of watching you try to fuck all these losers," you gasp then, lips parted.

"You can't be..."

"My name isn't Anabelle by the fucking way," he says, glaring at you, and you tremble. "It's Sukuna, king of fucking curses."

"Oh whatever as if you're a king- Raggedy Andy looking- ah!" Sukuna is done with you then, he has a huge hand around your throat, as his other finds your soppy little cunt.

"I'm not raggedy andy, I'm a fucking demon," you're shaking your head again, but when he touches your clit with his rough fingers, you can't help but cry out. "Cunt is desperate, so slutty."

"You're really the doll!? I saged you! Oh fuck," he's rolling in circles now, his heavy cock looking more and more tempting - you weren't really gonna fuck your haunted doll were you!?!? "Ngh!"

"You just brought me out, hah - pathetic, looking at you with your stupid ass crystals, think they work on me?" He's shoved two thick ass fingers inside you now, you're rolling your eyes back, pulsing around them already.

"W-why don't you... just leave me alone... ah!" You're saying it as you're gushing down his fingers. "I was finally gonna cum - you haunted fucking chucky doll!"

"I'm not chucky or fucking anabelle!" He's furious then, pulling out his fingers and shoving them in your mouth, you're sucking on them without thinking, when he scowls at you. "I can't believe you lit me on fucking fire- oh and I'm claustrophobic by the way!? you mean ass little-"

"Don't you dare even! Fuck, could you just... get me off! It's your fault I never do! Maybe I wouldn't burn you or throw you in the pond if you were useful!'

"Useful, you're such a bitch.." you smack him again, just making him harder - it's been eighty years trapped in that stupid fucking vessel, and he's had to watch you naked for a year! He's far more needy thatn you.

"Don't call be that, fucking Robert the doll but even lamer!"

"You listen to too many much horror podcasts, oh and you know he wouldn't have got you off, yeah?"

"Like you can, you're a doll!"

"I'm a fucking demon, now shut up," he's yanked off your panties, shoving them in your mouth, when he leans down and brings your pussy right against his face. "I'll show you how to really cum, fucking insolent brat."

"Who the fuck says insolent- ancient ass- oh fuck," he's spreading your lips, eyeing your pretty cunt, he'd tell you it was pretty if you weren't always trying to destroy him or stuff him in boxes. But for now, he'll think it, drinking your cunt up and moaning as he ruts his cock against the matress. "Oh god! There, there, fuck!" You're tugging at his hair when he nips your clit, smacking your hands now, scowling with his bright red eyes. "Ow!"

"Don't tell me what to do, pathetic human, be thankful I'm letting you have this," he is so fucking pretentious for a doll you think to yourself, wishing you could toss him back into that trunk in the attic until he's sucking on your clit. "Mmm... should thank me."

You're gushing then, how can you not, his tongue swirling your clit, sucking it into his hot mouth, the little thing twitching as he vibrates it with his stupid demon mouth. You wonder if the doll actually killed you and you're in some weird limbo with it, maybe it dragged you to hell, but it feels so good you honestly go with it.

He's messy, sloppy and somehow precise as he drags your thighs closer, sucking up all your juices. You're writhing under him, closer and closer, while he devours your pussy so hungry, he won't tell you how good it tastes either, you're too much of a fucking brat for all that - you've given him PTSD from all the ways you've hurt him!!!

"Cum, now - whiny little brat..." You're screaming out before you can stop yourself, his tongue slipping up to collect all the juices that spill as you're yanking his hair again.

The orgasm hits far too good, you're making a mess and squirting on your - haunted doll's!?- face then, he grins, lapping it up, before leaning up and wrapping a tattooed hand around your throat. He spits right into your mouth after prying it open, you're choking as you swallow it, only for him to bend you in half, slamming his thick cock in as much as it can go.

"G-god... oh my... you're too big, fuck!" You're trying to back off, but he drags you back, smirking as he presses your thighs up, smushing them against your breasts and fucking deeper.

"Tired of listening to you every fucking day, bitchy and annoying, tired of you bringing losers - ah fuck you're tight - home. And tired of - mmm - you trying to get rid of me!"

"I'm - ah! - tired of - fuck, there!" You're done as he's fucking you so good then, you've never had dick like his, it's tearing you apart with each filthy fucking stroke. You're trying to scratch at his back when he pins your wrists down, pressing all his heavy weight on you.

"Shut you up - hah - fuck..." Your cunt is milking him, it's been a good hundred years since Sukuna has fucked anything, he would jerk off in his vessel but it wasn't the same! And he's wanted you too long, so he's trying to hold back for a moment as your gummy walls grip his veiny length.

"W-won't sage you if you... mnh, make me cum again - ah!" He's scowling now, fucking you harder, breaking you in half with his mean cock - you have to hope that he doesn't have some creepy fucking doll stds or something!?

"Haven't fucked in... a hundred years... gonna cum so much, in your slutty little fucking pussy - mine, not that fucking losers..." you feel a little relief, a hundred years he should be okay, but you're still half convinced you're dead or asleep anyway.

"Cum in me," he smirks then. "Oh stop it, just do it."

"Slut, fucking mean ass brat, fucking.... god your pussy..." he also thinks you're pretty, but you sure wouldn't hear that either!

Sukuna fucks you in that mating press, until he's got you cumming again, pulsing around him with your aftershocks, and he lets out a hundred fucking years of cum, white ropes busting in your pussy, bulging your tummy.

"So much what the- you're still cumming!?"

"Shut up, god... fuck..." He's losing it now, he almost kisses you, but instead he's spitting in your mouth again, moaning as he pulls back, watching his own cum being pushed out down his length.

"I'm like hallucinating or dead," you're whining out then, as he pulls back, cum spilling all over your bed, as he smirks, fingering it back into your hole. "I'm sore! It's been a year because of y-you!"

"Shut up, fucked ya good enough yeah?" You're just trembling now, as he pulls back, sighing and laying next to you, on one arm. "I require clothing."

"Aren't you going back to like being a creepy doll?"

"Tch, no, the sage released me, and now your sexual energy is feeding me," he's tugging you against him, frowning as he studies you. "You were so mean to me!"

"You were a haunted doll! And never let me get dick."

"Well obviously not," he's blushing now, and you can't help but giggle. "Do not laugh at me, mortal!"

"Oh sorry, I may have some old sweats or shirts from my ex, let me look." You hop up now, shaking your head when he tugs you back on his lap. "What is it?"

"I'm scared by myself, that's why I kept going to your room, and you just kept throwing me away," he's nuzzling your neck now, kind of sweet for a demonic possessed doll. "Don't do it again!"

"Okay fine, I won't. Now I feel bad!"

"You should!" He's sinking sharp teeth into your neck, fucking you again, as he has much to make up for, making sure to fuck all his frustrations out of his mistreatment!

This is silly LMAO

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mulloey · 6 months ago

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unwelcome • pt 2

read part one here

stepdad!mingyu x fem!reader

words: 3.8k

warnings: this is pretty fucked up. stepfather relationship, infidelity, mingyu n u are not good people rly, brat/brat tamer dynamics, mean hard dom!mingyu, daddy kink, dirty talk, punishment, pussy slapping, gyu refers to you as ‘daughter’ and himself as ‘father’ in a sexual context a couple times, not really dubcon but there’s certainly a power imbalance, breeding, pregnancy mention, heavy degradation, choking etc. this is pretty intense.

you’ve been appropriately warned of the content of this fic and are solely responsible for what you consume. don’t like, don’t read. hate is blocked.

it’s been a week since the incident in the kitchen— since mingyu had finally snapped, since you felt his firm hands and long fingers restraining and touching you as he pleased. since the event that you thought would have changed everything with your stepfather. except it hasn’t.

mingyu has said nothing about what transpired that day, and neither have you. you tried to, once, but a hand around your neck and whispered warning that “that wasn’t what you thought it was” had shut you down quickly. he’s still strict, but it’s from a distance now— he doesn’t scold or reprimand you, but nor does he praise or really interact with you in any way. you never thought you would, but you miss it. you miss him.

your mother is gone, again. she seems to have picked up on the energy shift in the house over the past week and, like you, doesn’t seem to know what to do with it. so she’s chosen to stay away, assuming that whatever’s going on will resolve itself as it always does. you had hoped it would too— except mingyu won’t let you get near him.

today you’ve been mulling it over; holed up in your room with your blanket around your shoulders. you’d gone down earlier to grab a piece of toast; you’d felt your stepfather’s eyes on you the whole time you were in the kitchen, but you paid him no mind, grabbing your toast and quickly retreating back upstairs without a word. you wish you hadn’t heard his sigh of relief when you walked away.

you can’t live like this anymore, you know that. whatever thick, immobilizing tension is separating you two, pulling at one and pushing at the other, needs to break. and you will break it, even if just to have back the annoying, obnoxious man you used to hate. it’s better than… whatever this is.

you discuss it at length with your best friend, pearl, over drinks at your favourite bar downtown. she’s the only one you could turn to with something like this— the only one you can trust not to judge you. not that you don’t deserve to be judged; you’ve done an awful thing, after all. you’ve allowed your mother’s husband to touch and finger you. you’ve not just helped him to betray your mother, but you’ve betrayed her yourself.

you’re past that now, though. you’ll make it up to her later. and if mingyu’s willing to do that to his own step daughter then clearly he’s not the right man for your mom anyway. it doesn’t make you feel a whole lot better.

but pearl doesn’t judge you; she never does. you’ve known each other since you were babies, for one, but more importantly, she has (to your annoyance), been saying from the start how utterly delectable your new stepfather is. if anything, she’s probably annoyed she didn’t get to fuck him first.

she listens silently and thoughtfully as you run her through the events of last week, tapping her manicured nails against the wood of the table. by the time you finish, a sly, knowing smile has reached her face.

“isn’t it obvious?” she asks.

you hesitate, confused. “isn’t what obvious?”

“what you need to do,” she says. “to fix this.”

“not to me,” you say. “i mean, i need to fuck him, i think. but i can’t do that when he barely even talks to me now.”

she shrugs, twirling the little cocktail umbrella between her fingers. “so make him jealous.”

“what?”

“piss him off, y/n,” she says. “bring someone home and let him see that you’re moving on. i guarantee you he won’t like it.”

you slump back in your seat, thinking for a moment. it’s a good plan— if it goes right. if it goes wrong, well… you doubt anything could be worse than this. “okay,” you say. “i’ll do that.”

it takes two more days to find the nerve to bring home a boy from your campus. you were careful to choose someone you wouldn’t have to interact with after today if it all went catastrophically wrong, which means the TA in your thesis group who makes eyes at you from across the room is off the table (sorry, wonwoo), but who you’ve seen and interacted with enough that it won’t seem weird when you invite them home with you.

you have no real intentions with joshua, but he’s nice enough, around your age and very horny, so you figure he’ll do fine; indeed, he can barely keep his hands off you as you walk into the house and accidentally-on-purpose make your presence known with a loud laugh. his wandering hands only leave you when your stepfather rounds the corner into the lobby.

he’s dressed in his pyjamas still, and he looks tired and irritated until he spots the boy next to you— and the non-existent, certainly non-platonic gap between you. in an instant he’s awake and the irritation is gone, replaced with anger. his palms twitch at his side, desperate to break the calm demeanor that he’s hanging onto by a thread. little slut.

“what’s going on here?” he asks. he tries to keep his voice cool and leveled but the resulting sound is low and dangerous, like a predator about to strike.

joshua swallows and you feel him tensing up nervously beside you. whether it’s to calm him down or to provoke mingyu further, you're not sure, but you grab his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. joshua relaxes slightly, and mingyu’s eyes narrow.

“hi,” joshua finally says. “i’m jo–”

“i don’t give a rat's ass who you are,” mingyu says sharply. “tell me what you’re doing here and what your hands are doing on my daughter, now.”

joshua’s eyes widen and he seems to shrink further into himself, wishing he was anywhere else. “look, man,” he says, “i don’t want any trouble. we were just gonna hang out.”

“yeah?” mingyu asks. “not anymore. plans changed, i’m afraid. we’re busy this evening.”

“oh yeah?” you challenge. “busy with what?”

mingyu says nothing, just raises a cool eyebrow at you with a blank expression. you feel joshua’s gaze flicker between the two of you in confusion and discomfort.

clearly, he wants nothing to do with this. you don’t blame him; and he’s served his purpose anyway. you’ll make it up to him another day. buy him a coffee or something. doesn’t really matter right now.

“i’m just gonna go,” he mutters. he catches your eye as he walks past, face contorted half in sympathy and half in fear— fear for you, it seems. if only he knew that you’re halfway to getting exactly what you wanted.

“see you around, josh,” you say, but your eyes are already locked with your stepfather.

the door slams shut and he’s on you instantly, hand on your neck as you’re shoved harshly against the wall. the impact is so sharp and sudden that it sends the small painting hung up next to you crashing down, but neither of you notice; not when you’re looking at him with such lust and he’s looking at you with such ire. you could cut the tension between you with a knife, but even then, you’re not sure if it would break. the tiny gap between his face and yours and the heavy breathing as he looks you up and down is electrifying like nothing you’ve ever felt before.

“min—”

“shut up,” he says. “i’ve had it with you.” his voice is almost shaking with rage and he stares at you for a moment before his large hand impacts the side of your face. you shriek in pain and surprise, reaching to clutch your stinging cheek but he grabs your wrist with the hand that had just slapped you, holding it firmly above your head.

“fucking slut,” he says. “parading your little boy toy through my house as if i wouldn’t know what you’re doing. debasing yourself like a cheap whore. is that what you thought i wanted?”

your mouth opens and closes, lost for words. you both know the answer but you don’t want to say it. he shakes his head, chuckling dryly.

“no, it’s not,” he says. “because you never cared or even thought about what i might want. only ever thought about yourself, didn’t you?”

you feel yourself shrink under his gaze and the venom of his words and he smiles briefly. his eyes roam your body, lingering on your chest that rises and falls with your heavy, panicked breathing. fuck, he’s practically drunk on the power he has over you right now.

his grip on your neck tightens momentarily— just enough to remind you of how small and breakable you are under his grip. “too fucking cock drunk to think about anything else,” he says lowly. “fuck. i should‘ve made your friend stay so i could fuck you in front of him, shouldn’t i? teach you both a lesson.”

his words hit you in the stomach, knots of arousal twisting in your gut. you know he sees the way your thighs clench together at the image. “i…” you trail off; you have nothing to say. he knows it too. he lifts his hand from your neck to stroke your cheek with a surprising tenderness.

“pretty thing,” he mutters. “my little girl.” he’s silent for a moment, eyes raking over your face, so small and fragile in his strong hands. his grip tightens, squeezing your jaw. “apologise,” he says.

you frown, confused. “for what?”

he snorts like it’s obvious. “provoking me, for one,” he says. “using that poor boy to get a rise out of me. and being a rude, bratty little girl simply because i wasn’t giving you enough attention.”

you roll your eyes before you can think it through and he’s quick to react, his hand slapping you again before returning to your neck. “no respect,” he mutters. “you obviously need an attitude adjustment. and that’s exactly what daddy’s gonna give you.”

you bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning at the name he’s given himself, but it’s no use. your stepfather is far too tuned in, far too in control, to let anything slip past him. his lips curl into a thin, sneering smile. “liked that, did you?” he asks. “you like being fucked by your fucking father?”

“mingyu,” you whine. your face burns at the humiliation of not just his words, but the truth of them— mingyu is your stepfather. he’s married to your mother. and you’d do anything to have your hands on his dick right now.

“no,” he says. “you don’t get to call me that. if you could act like a mature fucking adult then maybe i’d let you but you can’t, can you? you’ve been a little fucking brat since i met you and it’s about time i treated you like one.”

there’s a fire in his eyes you haven’t seen since that day in the kitchen, only now it burns both brighter and darker than before. as he finally releases his grip of you against the wall, only to drag you by the hair through to the living room, you get the feeling you’re about to see mingyu in a way even the episode in the kitchen couldn’t have clued you into.

he shoves you down, watching you stumble to the floor with a surprised shriek. you sit yourself up, leaning on your hands as you stare up at him where he towers above you— tall, imposing, and terrifying.

he’s silent, watching you closely before he sighs and walks over to sit himself down on the couch. “come here.”

your legs are shaking as you struggle to pull yourself up from the floor. his jaw twitches, fists clenching. you’ve never looked so pathetic, never felt so humiliated and you still have all your clothes on. he reaches out to pull you towards him and you stumble forwards until you land on his lap— over his lap. you feel your short skirt flip up over your ass from the sudden motion, exposing your black lace panties. he chuckles, grabbing one of your ass cheeks and squeezing it firmly. your breath hitches.

“mm,” hums appreciatively. “this is how i like to see you, daughter mine. bent over and ready to submit.”

you squirm, thighs clenching at the low timbre of his voice; the deepening of it as he calls you his daughter. jesus. this is so fucked up.

his finger trails the inside of your thigh, stopping just short of your pussy. he fingers at the hem of your panties, right next to your pussy, watching the way you react to his touch as he teases the edge of your underwear like he’s inspecting it. he sees the wetness seeping through the black fabric and chuckles. “that desperate, baby?” he asks.

you say nothing, still processing the situation you find yourself in and he slaps your ass harshly, making you jolt. “answer,” he says darkly. “or i’ll just spank you and send you to bed without release. is that what you want, little girl?”

“no,” you gasp, shaking your head fervently. you won’t deny it; the idea of being spanked by mingyu, not for sex, not for foreplay, but solely for punishment, is embarrassingly tantalising. but you’ve been waiting too long to have him touch you like this again and if you don’t get to feel his dick inside you tonight you might actually go insane. “no, i don’t,” you say.

he laughs, pinching the sensitive skin of your thigh and rubbing the red mark soothingly. “look at you,” he chuckles. “so bratty and disrespectful but so quick to submit once i use a bit of force. can’t believe i wasted my time on your mother when i had this little kitten here waiting for me.”

his words are like cold water as they wash over you— your mother. this isn’t just your stepfather— this is your mother’s husband. this is the man she loves and relies on, who swore to be hers for the rest of his life. and you’re bent over his lap and trying desperately not to grind against his thick, strong thigh. you’re the worst daughter ever.

and if you weren’t before, you certainly are when you mewl out a desperate, “please, daddy, fuck me.”

“hm,” he says. “such good manners, i’m almost tempted.” his finger trails along your panties before finally sliding over your covered pussy. you gasp, squirming again when he ghosts over your clit. he presses down a little, enough to make you pulse slightly, then lets go. “what a shame you had to be such a brat.”

you make a noise of confusion, craning your head around to see mingyu sliding your panties down to your ankles, exposing you fully to him with your skirt by now halfway up your back. you catch his gaze and he raises an eyebrow. “turn around,” he says. “i’m gonna teach you how to fucking act around me.”

swallowing, you obey, turning around to bury your head in the pillows of the couch. you feel him raise the thigh you’re bent over, giving him easier access. you close your eyes, bracing for the first hit against your ass. you’re ready for it, you think— what you’re not ready for, is for him to suddenly tilt you forwards and start slapping your pussy instead.

the first strike makes you shriek and he gives you no time to recover before continuing. your pussy is far more sensitive than your ass, not to mention dripping, but he hits you with the same brute strength he’d used on your ass and face. the pain is white hot and searing and you hear the impact of each slap; and the wet, squelching sound of his hand against fluid gushing from you. strings of cream are connecting to his hand, following it each time he pulls away to wind up for another hit. you feel him hardening beneath you and adjust yourself a little without realising, trying to grind against his cock subconsciously. he grabs your waist to tug you back into place and delivers an extra hard swat right on your clit.

it’s so painful and so arousing that you don’t even notice when it’s over. not until he’s pulled you off his lap and pressed his leaking cock against his entrance do you finally realise what’s happening. he’s going to fuck you. finally.

he leans over where you’ve found yourself on all fours on the couch, lips pressing against your ear. “ask me to fuck you, baby,” he whispers. you gasp as he rubs himself against you and he chuckles. “c’mon, filthy girl. ask me nicely.”

“p-please,” you stutter. all your nerves are on fire and pushing against your skin, senses heightened as he slowly starts to push into you. “more,” he groans.

“daddy,” you gasp. his hands are on your waist as he guides himself into you, moaning at the way you sob his name. “fuck,” he grunts.

when he finally gets in all the way it’s overwhelming; mingyu is huge, beyond huge, and you’ve never been this full before. you feel him pressing against your cervix even without moving yet there’s none of the pain or discomfort that someone of his size would usually bring. it feels right. like you were made to take him and he was made to take you.

he starts moving without a word; slow thrusts that get faster and harder until he’s completely pounding you, fucking into you desperately like a wild animal. he sounds like one, too; you both do, yelling and grunting as you pushing yourselves deeper into the other. his grip on your waist is bruising but comfortable and you sink into it, lost in pleasure.

you chant his name on repeat — “daddy, daddy, daddy” — the only word that comes to you as he fucks you open. he leans over you, pressing his face into the back of your neck and kissing down the top of your back before straightening up again, angling himself to go deeper.

“you love this, don’t you?” he spits. “love being whored out by your stepfather. is that why you moved back home? to make yourself available to me?”

you groan at his words, clenching around him. you both know that’s not true, but it may as well be— you certainly won’t be moving back out again anytime soon now. you want to stay with him, be available for him— a waiting hole for him to use. fuck, you're depraved, but so is he; he groans when you say it out loud, thrusting harder. “that’s right,” he grunts. “just a hole f’me. just a fuck toy for your daddy, yeah?”

you choke, crying out when he slams into you again. you reach your arms back, trying to touch him and he grabs them, folding them against your back and holding you down.

“i knew it,” he laughs. “knew from the moment i met you that you just needed some dick. knew it had to be mine, fuck.”

“yes,” you gasp. “yours, yours, gyu, has to be yours.” you’re babbling and delirious now and he’s fucking high on it. he presses more of his weight onto you, trapping you beneath him— as if you’d ever want to get away.

“good girl,” he whispers. “i’m gonna fuck you every fucking day. every time that bitch leaves the house you’re gonna come and fucking present yourself to me, understand? gonna come offer up your holes to daddy.”

“yes,” you whine. “always, daddy.”

“i’m never fucking your mother again,” he says. “i’ve got this perfect little pussy now instead and it’s all mine.”

by now the sensations of his dick slamming into you have become a constant rhythm, allowing you to cling to it as you go dumber and dumber on his cock. you could stay like this forever; split open and abused while he spits filth into your ear; but you can tell from the clenching of your pussy and the throbbing of his cock that you’re both close to the edge. he grunts, grabbing your hair to pull your head backwards and pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. “good girl,” he says, movements speeding up. “i’m gonna cum in you. gonna put a fucking kid in you. you want that?”

you know mingyu knows you’re on birth control; he’s seen the pills you keep in the medicine cabinet and heard you discuss your prescription with your mother. but fuck, the idea of him getting you pregnant, your own stepfather knocking you up, is so twisted and exhilarating that it propels you towards your orgasm. you feel yourself releasing over his dick, drenching the couch and he makes a noise of delight. “didn’t know you squirted, baby,” he moans. “that’s so fucking perfect, god.”

“daddy,” you moan. “mingyu.” you’ve gone limp on his dick now, fucked out and exhausted but you’re smart enough to recognise that this stops when he’s finished. he’s almost there, though, you can tell; his grip on your tightens, moans getting louder until he spits out a “clench, slut,” and releases into you the moment you obey.

he collapses on top of you once he’s done, face pressed into your back. you’re both filthy; covered in sweat and cum and drool but you don’t care. you’ve never felt so satisfied in your fucking life.

mingyu pulls you into his arms and you relax into his hold, breathing deeply against his chest. it’s perfect peace, utter bliss— while it lasts. minutes later he jumps up, looking panicked.

you stare up at him in confusion. “mingyu?”

“your mother’s coming back,” he says. your stomach drops. “in 30 fucking minutes.”

panic takes over and you force yourself to your feet; it’s dizzying and disorients you for a moment, but mingyu is quick to catch you when you stumble, helping you steady yourself before he releases you. mercifully, most of the mess is on the two of you; the couch is pretty much clean. mingyu orders you into the shower and you obey, scrubbing away all the evidence of what you’ve just done. you hear him run past your room a few minutes later, and when you emerge, you’re both clean and in your pyjama. only the way he looks at you as you walk downstairs together gives away what’s happened.

your mother looks tired when she walks through the door, but smiles sweetly when she spots her husband and daughter waiting in the kitchen for her. she plants a long, wet kiss on mingyu’s lips and you feel your stomach twist in envy. looking away, you turn back to see his eyes on you, dark and scrutinising as your mother sits down at the table.

“how are my loves?” she asks. you smile weakly at her, wracked with guilt but at the same time wishing she would just get the fuck out so you can fuck her husband again.

mingyu puts a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it fondly, but his eyes never leave you as he speaks.

“we’re perfect.”

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maplesyrupsainz · 1 year ago

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˖⁺｡˚⋆˙sickly sweet | OB38/87/whatever˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: ollie bearman x driver!reader y/n (she/her)

genre: social media au, new relationship

warnings: very fluffy lol

summary: in which you & your new boyfriend act too sweet online and your friends are extremely overprotective !!!

a/n: ollie is deffo a new one for me lol im not rly a massive fan of writing driver!reader ngl but i did it for u anon pls appreciate <333

request!!!: driver!reader x Ollie bearman just them being sickly in love with one another and the other f1 drivers being protective about y/n

fc: various brunette girls from pinterest

my masterlist

instagram ->

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f1updates mclaren rookie driver y/n y/l/n seen at a sports game this weekend with f2 driver ollie bearman ♥️

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user1 are they dating??

user2 yea but it's pretty new i think

user3 omg so cute

user4 awww the way she's looking at him 🥹🥹

user5 TOO CUTEEE

user6 who is he??

user7 f2 driver lol and reserve driver for ferrari & haas

user8 idk who im more jealous of

messages ->

instagram ->

yourusername

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yourusername anyways

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user9 OMGGG HELLOOO OLLIE

mclaren that better be papaya 👀

yourusername cheating on u with a mango 😕

mclaren 😵

user10 LOL? they are so unserious

landonorris cancel your weekend plans

yourusername excuse u

charles_leclerc we're staging an intervention

yourusername i wont be attending, sorry

maxverstappen1 oh dont worry y/n, we'll come to you 😊

yourusername guys please you cant "stage an intervention" just bc i have a bf now

carlossainz55 sure

user11 HAHAHA FREE HER

user12 ijbol they r so overprotective

alex_albon grid princess

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olliebearman ♥️🫶

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georgerussell63 read the room

landonorris 🤨

yourusername ignore them ollie

user13 LOLLLLL

olliebearman posted a story

liked by yourusername, lilymhe, and others

lilymhe cuties

liked by olliebearman

user14 omg im obsessed with u guys

user15 papaya prin 🥹🥹🥹

landonorris delete

carlossainz55 blocked and reported

maxverstappen1 watch your footing

alex_albon stay safe out there

olliebearman 😬😬😬

yourbff posted a story

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georgerussell63 not you too

yourbff awwww stop being a loser

charles_leclerc interesting

yourbff UR NOT HER FATHER 😂

user16 OMG GOALS

user17 they r sosososo cute tgthr

user18 i jus know the rest of the grid r spamming ur dm rn

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lilymhe the boys are so triggered and she dgaf

yourbff they are such little worms! free my baby y/n

f1updates

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f1updates mclaren rookie driver y/n y/l/n spotted once again with f2 driver ollie bearman in romantic embrace, out for lunch at a fast food chain with friends during a week long break in the season !

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user19 my ollieyn heart

user20 ollie liking this omg he's down bad 😭

user21 obsessed with y/n finally noticing ollie when he drove for ferrari this season instead of when they were both in f2

user22 she's real for this

user23 no one can say tht girl isn't all about the racing

user24 lovethemlovethemlovethem

user25 im down bad crying at the gym😭

user26 would kill to see the grid group chat after this dropped 💀

user27 😂 they are so protective of the papaya princess

user28 as they should be tbh

maxverstappen1 not again...

f1updates MAX??!!

user29 what is max doing here 😂

olliebearman oh no.....

user30 screaming

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yourusername my first podium in f1 in freaking monaco 🥺 i wanna thank my family and friends, my team and my fellow drivers who made an impossible transition from idols to friends thank u so so much i can't believe this is my life 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

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olliebearman so proud 🧡

maxverstappen1 will let it slide for today

user31 LOL taking a day off

landonorris smashed it

charles_leclerc so proud! an honour to share the podium with you

alex_albon papaya QUEEN

georgerussell63 never doubted you for a second!

mclaren that's our girl 🧡

user32 eating the right fruit this time 😂

carlossainz55 no one else i'd rather be beaten by 😊

lilymhe my fav girl boss

user33 everyone loves her sm 🥹🥹

user34 so happy for her i cried fr

yourbff my little legend <3

olliebearman

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olliebearman congratulations to our y/n on her first f1 podium so unbelievably proud of you and in awe of everything you do everyday. i love you 🩷

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user35 OMGGG a whole post for her

user36 screaming this is so so cute

charles_leclerc ❤️❤️

liked by olliebearman, yourusername

maxverstappen1 oh

yourusername 🤨?

carlossainz55 this is actually very nice

georgerussell63 ...agree

landonorris 😳

olliebearman no way

yourusername you won them over....

alex_albon FINALLY

user37 scream

user38 hahahaha awww they finally accepted ollie 🙏

user39 obsessed with everything about this omg

user40 I LOVE OLLIEYN

yourusername stop it you'll make me cry!!!! i love you so much i couldn't have done it without you

olliebearman well you could but i appreciate the sentiment 😘

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zhongfile · 10 months ago

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something’s missing. — Lee Donghyuck

PAIRING. haechan x fem reader

GENRE. smut

WARNINGS. blackmailing, dubcon themes, unprotected sex, crying, slapping, oral, degradation, forced breeding, stalking of socials, non-consented recording. big d!ck haechan agenda.

WC. 2.1K

A/N: miss the dreamies so bad it got me writing again😪 please enjoy this smut that i’ve been working on for a while that only @2cupids has known about LOL. feedback is so highly appreciated it’s been so long!! proof read but not rly oops. hope you enjoy:’)

Haechan scoffed when he viewed your story. Jealousy washing over his body when he saw you kissing another man on the cheek. the caption reading happy one month with a pink heart emoji. “Unbelievable” he mumbled to himself, tossing his phone. Surely you were only posting that to make him upset right?

You and haechan parted ways a long time ago. Two years ago to be exact haechan still believing you loved him and only moved on to get a reaction out of him. Which.. wasn’t true. You stopped worrying about haechan the day you two broke up. Threatening to get a restraining order made him back off a little, giving you the chance to call the quits. Haechan tried to rationalize with you saying he couldn’t live without you and wanted to remain good friends even if you two weren’t together anymore. You were easy to manipulate though that quickly came to an end.

Your ‘friendship’ lasted maybe a good week before you stopped returning his phone calls and blocked him on everything. Now here you are two years later in a happy relationship, new friends, and even a better job. Haechan hasn’t even crossed your mind since you’ve been with Jake, finally feeling safe in a relationship for once.

Haechan on the other hand still kept tabs on you. Though you blocked him and all his friends he still had an old burner account he used to stalk your socials. He was happy to see you happy but hated that it wasn’t him being there for you and all your new accomplishments. He hated seeing you under another man. He hated that you were purposely posting all this to make him jealous. To make him react this way.

He shakes his head, smacking his dry lips together, how could you just move on that easily?

Haechan had to think of a way to get you back into his life again.

You laid your head on your boyfriend's chest as you slowly began to drift off to sleep. Your phone buzzed ignoring the first two times it went off getting up to check it the third time it buzzed. The number that texted you was a number you didn't save or recognize, figuring someone just had the wrong number. Your eyes went wide at the three video attachments of you fucking haechan and giving him head. ‘Why does he still have these?’ You asked yourself. Your heart sank at the following messages. He found you yet again.

Unknown: Remember these?

Unknown: Oh how I miss you and your tongue. I still watch these videos to get myself off

Unknown: come on y/n don’t ignore me :((

Unknown: maybe i should send these videos to jake huh? show him how much fun we used to have.

You froze at the text.. How did he know who Jake was?

You: please delete those videos haechan. seriously please

Unknown: look who finally decided to reply!

Unknown: come over and maybe i’ll consider deleting

You: please don’t do this again. just delete them and we both can go our separate ways donghyuck.

Unknown: either you come over or i send it to him. your call

Haechan smiled to himself when you texted you were on the way. He was going to make you his again.

Haechan decided to tidy up the place before your arrival, spraying some cheap air freshener in his living room to make his apartment seem more comfortable. He wanted seeing you again to be memorable, setting up a camera in the far left corner in his living room hiding it good enough so you wouldn’t see. His hands felt sweaty and his heart rate was increasing, butterflies filling his tummy. He couldn’t believe he was actually about to see you, a grin slowly creeping on his face.

You had a horrible feeling about how this whole thing was going to go. Haechan never takes no for an answer and you had a gut feeling it was going to take everything in you to get him to delete those old videos. The pit of your stomach began to drop when you arrived at his apartment. Horrible flashbacks started playing in the back of your head when you parked your car. let’s just get this over with you thought to yourself as you approached Haechan’s door.

It’s like he could feel your presence at the door opening it before you even knocked. He smiled, “hi”

“hey..” you mumbled under your breath barely looking at him.

Haechan opened the door wider welcoming you in. Everything was still the same.. the exact same. Same old raggedy furniture that he should’ve thrown away years ago. Even your old pictures of the two of you were hanging on the wall. All the memories between you two begin to flood your mind and you need to get haechan to delete these videos so you could leave and never think about him again.

“Come sit,” Haechan patted his thigh, that shit eating grin resting on his lips. You didn’t want to upset or trigger anything obeying everything he asked you to do. You sat on his knee, hands resting uncomfortably in your lap. “So tell me what’s been new? How are things with your little boyfriend?” he asked, moving your hair out of your face to see you better, making you close your eyes at his touch. “Things are okay...”

“Just okay?” he asked emphasizing on ‘just’

“things are good..” you corrected yourself trying to shift off his lap a bit haechan pulling you closer to him squeezing your thigh. “Why are you trying to run away from me?” He asked with a slight pout to his lips

“Haechan.. please” your voice was barely above a whisper refusing to make eye contact with him. “I just want you to delete the videos so we can go our separate ways again”

“Come on, you don’t miss me?” you didn’t reply quick enough for his liking making haechan pull you all the way onto his lap a gasp leaving your lips as you now straddled him.

“Haechan” you called softly “ohh now you can hear me” he let out a teasing laugh rubbing his hands up and down your thigh.

“please..” you begged once again. Haechan rubbed your cheek so softly and sweet like he actually cared about anything you were asking him for. He reached in the front of his pocket pulling his phone out unlocking it and showing you his messages. The video of you two already loaded up to be sent to jake. All it took was one press.

“Haechan please stop” you cry, “i’ll do anything!” you blurted out reaching for the phone.

Haechan locked it and looked down at you. And there it was. He knew you were gonna eventually give in.

He rests his arms on the couch looking at your head tilted to the side. “Get on your knees”

You hesitated getting off his lap kneeling between his spread legs. Your hands were shaking unbuckling his jeans only pulling his pants down far enough to free his cock. Haechan hisses at the cool air hitting his tip dripping in pre-cum. your lips glide over his length trying your best to fit him in your mouth. bobbing your head back and forth gently Haechan getting impatient with this little act you were putting up. You’ve sucked his dick plenty of times. Why are you acting like you don’t know what you are doing?

He grabbed a fistful of your hair making you yelp “Are you trying to piss me off huh?” he slapped you across the face making you close your eyes from the sting.

You shook your head no. “I can’t hear you” he slaps you again, a tear falling down your cheek. “no..” you sniffled.

“Then do it right” he pushed your head back down onto his cock doing the work for you.

“fuck” he mumbled under his breath pushing your face all the way down on his cock almost cumming on the spot watching you gag. You pinched at his thigh trying to get him to let go so you could breathe but Haechan didn’t care. He just wanted to get his dick wet by his favorite girl.

He finally pulled you up smirking at the way you gasped for air. He let out a moan at the sight of you. Drool and spit dripping down your chin and chest. Eyes filled with tears. He loved seeing you all messy like this. He swore his cock got harder from you crying. For him it was his favorite site. He grabbed you by the jaw guiding you back to his lap.

“Sit on it” you sniffled again wanting to tell him no but couldn’t risk making him more upset. Taking a step back to take your shorts and panties off. You align his cock up with your entrance gripping onto his shoulders to help steady yourself. Haechan surprisingly lets you take your time easing down on his cock the stretch feeling unbelievable.

Haechan let out a sigh when you finally sat all the way. Hands gripping your hips “still so fucking tight— shit”

“y/n— you gotta move or fuck— i’ll fuck up into you” you let your hands rest on his shoulder slowly beginning to bouce up and down.

“it hurts.. you’re too big” you mumbled in between sobs.

“Jake doesn’t fill you up this well does he baby?” you close your eyes at the mention of Jake. Feeling completely horrible for even doing this.

“You missed me didn’t you?” Haechan asked, thrusting up into you watching the way you bite your lip to hold back your moan.

your legs were growing weak and you felt like you could cum in any second. You wanted to keep your eyes closed but couldn’t help but look at the way haechan was so into it. His head was thrown back resting against the couch as he helped you bounce on his big cock. Lip snuck between his teeth watching the way his cock goes in and out of your sweet cunt.

“it’s so big,” you whimpered. “I know baby” Haechan cooed wiping at your tears.

“missed you and this pretty fucking pussy so much” he shook his head, “can’t believe you stayed this tight”

you tried to ignore his words grabbing at his shoulders so hard you were sure he’ll have marks in the morning.

“so pathetic your boyfriend can’t get you off the way i can”

“stop” you managed to mumble out. “What's wrong? don’t like it when i talk about your sweet boyfriend?” he teased.

“How do you think he’ll feel if he saw you right now? Whoring yourself out like this for me?” the tears wouldn’t stop. You hid your face in his shoulder begging him to stop bringing Jake up.

He let out a laugh at the way you hid yourself rubbing circles in your clit. “Haechan please.. stop” you weren’t even sure if you were letting out real words anymore. Your head was dizzy and full off of being a shitty girlfriend and Haechan.

“You’re so fucking close i know you” he laughed. “Cumming from the thought of your boyfriend seeing us fuck hm? Pretty fucked up way of thinking huh pretty girl?” The tears wouldn’t stop still hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

“you’re only crying because you feel bad for enjoying this” you begin to sob harder because he’s right.

You didn’t miss haechan and you didn’t miss your relationship but you missed this. The sex life. His big cock that he only enjoyed abusing on you. You love Jake and everything about him but you knew for a fact he wouldn’t fill you up the way Haechan is right now.

“Gonna cum in you” Haechan groaned, closing his eyes shut. You jolted up at his words telling him no.

“Gonna cum in your sweet cunt” Haechan moaned again ignoring your first protest.

“Haechan you can’t! i’m not on the pill—“ he covered your mouth with his left hand tossing his head back as he came in you. Filling you up so good. You closed your eyes at the feeling letting another tear fall down your cheek. Haechan finally took his hand off your mouth trying to catch his breath.

He unlocked his phone showing you to your face that the videos are gone. Deleting all three. You still sat there cheeks puffy and eyes swollen red from all your crying. Haechan wiped your face and kissed your cheeks.

“You don’t have to worry anymore okay? it’s all done” you gave him a nod getting off to clean yourself up before heading home. You couldn't wait to be back in Jake’s arms again.

When you left his apartment haechan promised not to contact you. Apologizing for bothering you in the first place again. You felt pretty good about it this time not feeling the need to block him on anything.

Haechan reached behind his flower pot, stopping the video he recorded. He smiled to himself when he hit play hearing your sobs and pleads. God it was good enough to get him hard again but not tonight. He uploaded the video to his laptop adding to a folder labeled ‘y/n’ where he kept all videos and pictures of you over the past two years. He walked up to his calendar lifting up the page to October. Circling October 21st. That’s when he’ll text you again with another video, surprise. He couldn’t believe how easy this was again.

He finally had your trust back.

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scented-morker · 2 years ago

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Enha when 8th member s/o has a stage accident

8th member au, fem reader, mentions of electrocution in jw + rk’s, requested!!, 1345 words not proofread

Heeseung

He was internally screaming as soon as he saw you getting ready

You guys always like to give each other fashion shows of your outfits before performing

Like "babe look!" And then strut strut strut pose "slay me!!" 😆😆

But he knew immediately that you did not feel very slayful in your outfit

You were literally yanking it down after every step you took because it was already short and just kept riding up

You give him a "What do you think? 😕"

And he's like "I think you would look really good in a pair of pants 😁"

But the stylists don't have anything else so you have to go out in it

He keeps giving you nervous looks from across the stage

Anytime he crosses in front of you or anything he tries to cover you up or block the camera so you can readjust

Literally texts THE FREAKING CEO like "I'm concerned about the outfits given to yn, she can't perform her best while being so clearly uncomfortable"

"I'm concerned about the entire world realizing you're in love with her, but I guess I can talk to the styling staff 🤷🏻‍♀️"

OKAY BANG PD CALL HIM OUT ON THE SIMPERY LIKE THAT

But you never get an uncomfortably short outfit again... Heelift indeed 😌

Jay

Someone did not think this through 😭

You're doing your killing part in one of the songs on music bank

So obviously the camera guy gets closer to zoom in on you (werk👏👏)

BUT THEN he immediately moves to camera above your head to find Sunghoon and just WALKS INTO YOUR FACE

Ik y'all have seen that wonyo fancam... that's what I'm talking about

You literally make the most horrified face bc THIS MANS CROCH IS IN YOUR FACE

Screw professionalism, you're traumatized 😀

But man jays face is WORSE 😭😭

He's SO MAD like angry eyebrows and everything bc YOU JUST GOT VIOLATED ON LIVE TELEVISION

Walks up to you in the middle of the performance and checks on you

"Are you okay? 🥺"

You're like "yeah, talk after" and go back to performing

At the end when you drop down to a similar pose he goes in front of you 😭😭

It's fine because it wasn't your ending fairy but everyone is on Twitter like "he protects them so well 😭"

He rly does 🫶🫶 and starts a petition to at least get female camera operators next time

Jake

You guys were performing at a festival in the rain (wow so safe)

And everyone has talked before hand about being extra careful so you didn't slip

But it was such a big crowd!!! And it was your favorite song!!!

So you maybe went a little bit harder than you should have 🫣

... and fell on your face mid performance

I'm sorry but he laughs 😭😭

Like he sees you down out of the corner of his eye

Just 💃🕳 and then nothing

You give him such a dirty look when he laughs bc "YOURE SUPPOSED TO LOVE ME STOP LAUGHING!!"

So ofc he runs over after and helps you up + gives you a big hug ❤️❤️

"I'm sorry, you just looked so funny!!"

So you smack him again of course because "WHAT DO YOU MEAN I LOOK FUNNY" 😠

But he kisses your boo boo scraped knees (which of course everyone LOSES IT watching) and looks up at you with a smirk 😫😫

I CANT 😵‍💫

Sunghoon

You pretty much always had to wear heels to perform because you were so much shorter than the boys

But today man you had some BIG STOMPERS ON

Like platforms and big heels, the whole thing

And at first Hoon just laughs at you 😭😭

"You really need all that extra height?" Then he stands next to you and realizes you're still not as tall as him "and it doesn't even work!!" 😆😆

He's having the time of his life until you smack him (except he makes you kiss him after so still a win for him honestly)

But then once you guys are performing he notices that you're not moving your legs as freely as usual 🤔 (we love an observant partner <33)

He gives you a 🤷🏻‍♀️ from across the stage and you mouth back "heavy... and too big"

It's a concert and not a like show performance so he just walks over and TAKES YOUR SHOES OFF 😭😭

Like, bends down, unlaces them, takes them off and sets them by the side of the stage

You're like wow he's so sweet omg 😆 but then he goes "now you're short again" with the biggest smile and then runs away

So much for that... enjoy your sock performance 😻

Sunoo

Honestly it was really bad for you but kinda good for him 😭

You guys were performing at a fan meeting and they were gonna shoot like fireworks out at the end !!

And everyone knew it, but you were in the bathroom when they told everyone the specifics 🫣

So you were out just like casually performing, not really doing all of the choreo

More so just singing and running back and forth on the stage to say hi to everyone 🫶

But then the fireworks shootout 😭 and you were literally RIGHT NEXT TO THEM

And you’re so freaked out and they were so close and loud and you fall on your butt 😁

And the boys don’t realize it at first because they’re interacting with fans

But when you fall the whole crowd gasps 😭😭 and they’re like ????

And then Sunoo sees you on the floor half crawling away from the fireworks THAT ARE STILL SHOOTING OUT

He feels bad but he also thinks it’s really cute (😒)

But of course he helps you up 😁

And then he drags you around with him for the rest of the time

Like no you aren’t allowed to go anywhere by yourself anymore, he is holding your hand and you are going TOGETHER

Jungwon

Listen he is MAD

Like Leader Won was on high alert all day because it's been storming on and off

He was worried someone was gonna slip

But it was 10x worse 😭

You had turned your head to do a part of the choreo and some of the rain water got into your in ear

LITERALLY ELECTROCUTED YOU

It's giving Benjamin Franklin sunbaenim 😻😻

You were center for that part so all of the boys just saw you jump from the shock and then fall into a crouch covering your ears

He is IMMEDIATELY on it, running up to you and taking them out of your ears and escorting you off stage

He lowkey yells at the staff (🫣) bc "the performance should have been cancelled and now Yn's hurt!"

He doesn't want to leave you, but he has to go finish the rest of the performance

But once you're back home, he's not leaving your side

Chilling in a dark room with soft music playing so your ears don't hurt 🫶🫶

He's trending for like a week because of how scary he was 😭

Riki

Riki is the opposite of Jungwon 😭

Like he was having the time of his life performing and then he sees you drop and goes through all five stages of grief at the same time

Runs over "are you okay?!"

Except he yelled and you just got YOUR EARS ELECTROCUTED so you clutch your ears tighter bc it hurt

Once he sees you crying ITS OVER

Literally picks you up and takes you backstage, yelling to any staff in a thirty foot radius that he needs help ☹️

They lay you down in a stretcher and take you out to make sure you don't have like permanent ear drum damage or anything and he's just standing there like 😨

He has no idea what to do with himself

"Can I go with them? Please please please?"

So they let him of course bc he's cute and he WILL NOT let go of your hand for the entire time you're being treated until you're back in the dorms laid on his bed 🥹

He’s so clingy for like a week after because he was just so scared and he never wants to be away from you ☹️

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lunarfuneral · 29 days ago

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do you think mel is gonna start dosing him with ipecac or is frank doing it himself so she'll fuck him

oh my god 😵‍💫 as much as i rly love the idea of mel dosing him i think frank doing it is like insane unprecedented levels of hot i can’t even tell you. ive been thinking about this ask for three hours. i think once his detox is easing up and he starts feeling better he gets worried about whatever he and mel have going on ending bc he has to go back to his family after nearly a week just like Gone (im thinking maybe he lies and tells abby he went to his moms? like i don’t want anyone seeing me this way etc idk im still thinking—though @francislangdon did say mel should block abbys number on his phone which like. obviously i #moaned) so yeah i think he’d be doing anything he can to keep mel taking care of him especially in the way she’s been the past few days (in my mind langdon wants her bad after their first shift like a dog in heat which is part of the reason he was on the bender but anyway he really liked the events of that fic i promise even tho she’s manipulating him and he like can’t believe it turned out this way and he doesn’t want it to stop he’s like omg now thats love) so he’d try literally anything to make himself sick again. fingers down his throat drinking salt water taking ipecac like he wants to be her kept pet

#LET ME SHAKE YOUR HAND #ask #anon #kingdon

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deadtired-highkeyenergetic · 8 months ago

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Past and Present

A very big thank you to @poetnix29 for providing me with a source of inspiration in the form of one of their poems (linked below). Do go check it out, especially if you're a transformers/megop fan all the poems are rly good I promise you.

I did make Megs a little crazy in this fic but I'm pretty sure eons of war will drive anyone a little crazy yea?

Megatron can't help it, his spark thrums every time the familiar flash of red and blue appears in his vision. Even though he's covered in Energon, both his and his enemies', the Prime is still a sight to behold. The Autobot leader's Energon axe swings gracefully through the air, slicing a blaster in half before tearing through metal and wires alike before coming down to deflect a blade aimed at his legs.

Beautiful, is all the Decepticon leader can think, even as Autobots hound him from all sides. They are nothing but pests, blocking his view of the only one who truly matters. He hungers to know the emotions the stoic Prime hides behind his battle mask, to taste the anger he knows for certain is lurking behind the calm facade. He loves pushing Optimus to his limits, testing the boundaries for that sweet satisfaction of knowing he is the only one who can bring the Prime to life.

"Megatron!" Ah, there it is, the oh so familiar battle cry. The Prime has finally made his way over, blue optics blazing with a fury reserved only for him and Megatron feels special. The Decepticon warlord smirks, swatting away the annoying Autobot who tries to attack him and focuses on the mech in front of him.

"Optimus," he very nearly purrs. Megatron shoves away the thought of how similar Orion and Optimus' optics look when angry and deletes it, Megatronus and Orion are dead now, replaced by leaders of opposing factions who are determined to kill one another to win this wretched war. Still, Megatron can't stop thinking of how the light reflects off the red and blue armour at just the perfect angle, giving the Prime a sense of divinity.

Said divine figure had a deep gash in his shoulder he could have well avoided had he not pushed one of his precious Autobots out of the way of the explosion, and he now places himself between Megatron and the annoying Autobot, urging the pest to run.

That damned selfless nature of his, Megatron muses, once he had thought it endearing, but now he found it irritating. He unsheathes his blade, licking his fangs in anticipation for the fight to come. The only opponent to ever get him this fired up is Optimus, and he's almost afraid to find out what happens when he kills the Prime, but it's not as though he's not going to try anyways. He knows they're both difficult to kill, they've survived time and time again where most could not, and that eases his spark just enough for him to bring his flail down with all the might he can muster.

He relishes in the way it punches through armour, smashing apart metal and ripping through wires, eliciting a grunt of pain and for a moment, he sees the bright blue optics wince in pain, but the mask quickly slips back on and Megatron has to dodge a swipe from the Energon axe. He laughs, closing the gap so that his fists can continue the work his flail has started and feels the rush of air as a fist nearly clocks him in the cheek. He retaliates with a punch of his own which also misses, and he can feel the thrill of battle coursing through his veins.

This is how it's meant to be, a deadly dance of death, a clash of weapons, an exchange of fists, nothing else can satiate him, and judging from his opponent's gaze, the same goes for the Prime. He sidesteps yet another blow, laughing at the growl of irritation from the usually calm Prime and rams into him, tackling the red and blue figure to the ground.

Optimus throws him off with a grunt, but Megatron lands on his feet, fusion cannon already charging up. Optimus quickly fires a shot of his own from his blaster, catching the Decepticon warlord in the shoulder. The Prime doesn't give him a moment to rest and charges forward, slashing open a cut on his cheek. Megatron simply grins, the sting of the wound only serving as fuel to strengthen his attacks and licks the Energon that drips into his mouth, sending Optimus reeling with a punch to the stomach area.

How does Optimus taste, he wonders, watching as more Energon oozes from the Prime's injuries. He's never been one to obsess over anything, but his arch nemesis is slowly starting to change that. He hates how all he can think about now is Optimus, from the way his hands curl into fists to the way he shifts into a defensive stance. He can see the scratches on the red and blue armour amidst the wounds that litter the Prime's frame, the little twitches of his audial finials as he tries to formulate a strategy to take his enemy down.

He grins, but it's quickly wiped away when Optimus staggers slightly. His spark aches and his lips curl into a frown, but the worry is quickly replaced by white hot hate when the Autobot symbol on Optimus' shoulder flashes into view.

Orion is no more, he reminds himself, all that remains is the traitor Optimus Prime. Still, a part of him wants to linger on the past and leave this war behind, but he knows that future has long been buried in the ashes of war. He moves to close the gap so that he can rip the damn symbol into pieces but then a blade swipes at him and he leaps backwards, avoiding the blow.

Typical Optimus, still able to fight back despite the numerous injuries that would have rendered a normal bot unable to move.

His lips curl when he sees the fire in the light blue optics that once looked upon him with nothing but pure adoration and he swings his own blade, wanting nothing more than to split the orbs apart but another figure jumps into the fray, blocking the blow. Other Autobots scramble to get their precious leader to safety and Megatron watches them go, knowing this will not be the last time he and Optimus cross blades.

This war will go on until one of them inevitably falls, even if it means they are the last ones remaining on the battlefield. Destiny has carved this path out for them, star-crossed lovers to enemies, kindred souls ripped apart by the hand of fate, and Megatron regrets nothing. He would do this all over again, given the chance, to see the look of seething fury upon the usually impassive face of Optimus Prime, to devour the look of devastation upon the Prime's face as he rips apart the innocent, to know that he would be the only one Optimus would ever think about.

He laughs, tearing open the healing injury on his cheek as it dawns on him. They are bound indeed, by the red string of fate, whether as lovers or enemies, and neither can run from the other. He will forever chase Optimus, and Optimus will forever chase him. They will obsess over each other for all eternity, never able to wipe the other's past self from their memory, but never able to stop trying to kill one another because they both know the war will not end otherwise.

Megatron laughs and laughs at this new revelation, but Megatronus weeps for the past that can never be reclaimed.

#transformers #transformers angst #maccadams #maccadam #megop #megop angst #transformers prime #transformers idw #tf idw #tf g1 #transformers g1 #transformers one #tf one #megatron x optimus prime #megatron #optimus prime

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swee7dream · 10 months ago

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wayv as agere caregivers ! caregiver!wayv x regressor!reader

genres sfw age regression content, fluff warnings rly sappy nicknames used dni nsfw / kink author's note i need to put this out before anything else otherwise i'll be so lost when i write more vision stuff . this is basically for me to reference in advance . tag list @mystarsohee @cupofwyn @iwontlettheselittlethingsslip @aeriaeri ( comment / ask to join :D or be removed D: )

qian kun (ó㉨ò)

so sweet and so gentle :(

he’s so kind you can’t even THINK of going against his requests

makes mealtimes fun even if his tiny struggles with them for any reason

finds grapes in your ear! how did that happen? who put that there? oh well, you might as well eat it

always holding your hand or pinky

just loves to rest his cheek on top of your head or shoulder and watch as you play with your toys, chuckling softly as he hears you to talk to and as them

he’s a little stiff when it comes to playing but you can tell he’s doing his best so you’re not saying anything!

he accidentally sits on one of your stuffie and he holds it up and away from him in a panic, not knowing what the appropriate reaction is. does he apologize to you? to the toy? what is it called again? oh no…

very old-fashioned kind of caring

prioritizes you getting all your tasks done before doing anything fun

you begin to grumble but quickly stop when you turn to see him going (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡) and so you bite your tongue

gives you little pieces of candy throughout the day to reward you for doing chores (and so you don’t complain)

loves feeding you! you can insist all you want but he’s making sure your plate is squeaky clean by the end of lunchtime.

“i know you can do it yourself, baby. but kun-kun wants to. won’t you let him? pretty please?”

calls you little bird and teases you as he wipes your face clean of any applesauce or animal cracker crumbs

big big big helper. helps pack your bag, tie your shoes, pick out an outfit, all with your permission first of course. and how could you deny him when his eyes are sparkling like that?

the inventor of headpats, actually

li yongqin ≽ܫ≼

MEAN.

ok not actually but he’s actually such a tease! the biggest tease in all of nct, i wanna say. there’s johnny, one step up is yuta, and a BIG gap after him is ten

makes everything a competition but makes sure to keep the victories 50/50

who can wash their face the fastest! who can tie their shoes the fastest! who can put away more clothes!

when you first told him he… did not react the best. he thought you were joking :( he made a couple jokes before realizing no, you were 100% serious

immediately apologized while also trying to figure out if you were crazy or not. he decided that you are, but in a cool way so he stuck around

it was a process, but with many (MANY) q&a sessions and research he was chill about it

he was never against it, just confused

but once he gets comfortable in his role as caregiver (read: evil older cousin/uncle) he’s super supportive, a very tough love kind of guy

unlike kun, doesn’t like making your decisions for you. highly encourages you making your own decisions even if, or especially if, it ends up making you look like you just hopped off the first bus out of clownville, silly city

‘silly’ and ‘goof’ are his defaults for you. ur just a silly, goofy baby!

when you’re super uber tiny, he likes breaking ur brain and putting the triangular prism block in the square hole

“how did you do that…” “no one will ever believe you”

dance parties all day, every day, from sunrise to sundown, until you’re both passed out on the floor

sometimes you wake up but when you’re in so deep you sleep through the night, ten’ll make sure to get you in bed, wiping the sticky leftover feeling of sweat off your face and arms with some baby wipes

dong sicheng ⋌(˚͈v˚͈)⋋

be so nice to him

i’m serious!!!

at the beginning he’s so, so nervous. he’ll never ask but the look in his eyes always reads as ‘oh my god am i doing this right please tell me this is right’

he’s kind of quiet. very easygoing

happy to just stay in and do puzzles with you (or maybe just watch if you don’t like sharing) but also okay with having a full-blown princess party where you both get dressed up and you do his makeup

can never say anything mean ever

it’s kind of funny to see all the different ways he avoids saying the word ‘no’

“winnie like it?” ”my eyes are so… scribbly. very avant garde” ”what’s that?” ”…it just means pretty, sweetheart.”

the best for the not-so-good days, even if he says he’s not

holds you in his arms and rocks the two of you as you sit on his lap, sniffling and leaving your tears on his shirt. blows your nose for you (because he loves you, but you’re not getting snot on him) and presses kisses to the top of your head

he doesn’t speak much but when he does it sends you into fits of giggles

he knows his power too! specifically uses it to distract you when you’re eating so he can he steal some of your food :P

when you told him about your regression he just stared at you with a blank stare that got you so nervous you just rambled and rambled for who knows how long until he interrupted you all of sudden, hand out like a crossing guard, and went ‘okay’

that’s it. ‘okay’

you weren’t quite sure what that meant but here you are, playing tea party together in your fairy tent

xiao dejun ٩(ˊᗜˋ )و

he’s like a straitjacket

always has his arms around you and his grip is surprisingly strong. you wriggle and kick around but all you’re gonna get is a whiny xiao peppering kisses into your neck

doesn’t like playing pretend. you always scam him :(

he says he’s never playing grocery store again until you pull out the waterworks and he’s back giving his entire pretend wallet for a pack of gum

likes to take you out on walks with bella, carrying a bug of doggy treats, bags, hand sanitizer, and an extra big bag for you to drop all the pretty stones and flowers you find along your trek

also likes to make crafts out of your nature walk finds, leaf stamps, rock pets, etc etc. makes sure to keep them high up on a shelf so neither leon nor louis nor levi nor coco can knock them over

it still doesn’t work :(

has the time of his life playing photobooth with you. almost losing his lungs laughing so hard at all the different filters where his eyes get big like a bug or you’ve suddenly been turned into yoda

called you baby yoda for a solid week before you told him to stop

he still calls you it sometimes under his breath because he just finds it so funny so many months later

disney karaoke nights are WEEKLY

even if you’re not feeling little he’ll just start poking at you like ‘hey :(’ pokes ‘come on’ pokes ‘let’s watch hercules :(’ pokes ‘and sing along :(’ pokes ‘come on :(’

and honestly you do slip and make him have to deal with a bratty baby for a good ten minutes until he pacifies you in a hug with a surprising bear-like grip

loves having matching items with you. his heart melted when you got matching sleep masks and wears it every single night

he doesn’t know you bought them because you’re tired of nearly screaming every time you’re returning to bed after using the restroom and he’s staring dead at you as he snores

wong kunhang ◉‿◉

pink everything.

pink clothes, pink plates, pink dollhouses, pink books, pink socks, pink nails, pink food

strawberry pink cupcakes with strawberry pink frosting and pink sprinkles and strawberry jam in the middle all made in the easybake oven

you get sick of anything strawberry pretty quick (both literally and figuratively), but don’t have the heart to tell dery about the pink…..

very good at coming up with characters on the spot. the number one person you can turn to for names and personalities of new plushies, bought or gifted by him

“what ‘bout this one, dery?” “hmm, well, how about she’s a detective? from space. from a moon far, far away but crash landed on earth! and now she’s trying to gather money to get back home!” “yeah!!!”

but ask him for advice on irl problems and none of that imagination transfers over.

whenever you’re feeling fussy and tearing up kunhang goes crazy

what do you need !!!!! food ??? tea ??? tv ??? cuddles ??? he doesn’t know !!! HERE !!! all at once !!!

u just had a tummy ache from too much ice cream :>

huge cuddler. nothing can stop him

doesn’t feel hindered in the slightest even if you ask to nap with him PLUS all your pillows and blankies and stuffed animals. calls you two the bread slices of a fluff sandwich

little bit of a klutz but loves cutesy, delicate things like hair clips and pretty nails, not just giving but also receiving the princess treatment he’s always determined to give you

likes to let you take your turn first before he tries anything new out of fear of hurting you or doing something the wrong way

that’s why he likes asking lots of questions when you two play makeover. likes learning about your colors you like on your nails, the colors you don’t, the texture and treatment of your hair, everything ! he thinks you’re the most interesting person in the whole wide world <3

liu yangyang ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

gives the vibes of a fun older brother / younger uncle

full of bad ideas but enough common sense to not go through with them 100% (unlike ten)

very sportsy, very energetic, very aNNOYING

soooo cocky and does not give you an advantage even though you’re literally so tiny !!!! like do u mind …….

he’ll leave u eating dust playing mario kart during the first race of the prix and your urge to bite him only gets WORSE as he calls himself the next hit nascar driver UGH

but after some lighthearted teasing and competition has started, he’ll dial it back a little

sings you lullabies and nursery rhymes in literally any language if you ask.

chinese, english, and german are e-z of course but if your native language is one outside of those three (or maybe you’re learning another one!) he’ll try his best to sing a song in that language just for you <3

probably has a yearly pass to the nearest amusement park so u go often and race eye arr el as well. doesn’t ride the roller coasters, though.

holds your bags and waves at you from the ground when you’re going up on the roller coasters, giggling when he sees ur feet dangling off the ground

just likes trips in general, honestly

keeps beach toys in the trunk during the summer, camping gear during the fall, skiing/snowman building things in the winter, and kites and picnic stuff for the spring !

are you feeling sad? let’s go to the park !

feeling sick? you must go to the beach! the doctors from 1800s were so right to send all those noblewomen to the coast and now it’s your turn

cabin fever is never a thing when ur yangie’s baby

didn’t know how to react when you opened up, just listened carefully and quietly and held tight to your hand the whole time.

it felt like you were rambling for hours, but he made sure to let it be known that he didn’t mind

took a little bit to reach your current dynamic, but he’s so so glad you were comfortable enough to share such an intimate part of yourself with him. he can’t imagine a life without his baby !!!!!

author's note hi !! it's been a while ! sorry . i would use The Situation as an excuse but that would be a lie . i've just been facing writer's block this past month PLUS regression block but yk ! i love to do this so i tried to at least put out something . i know it's not great but i hope it's not too bad .

in other news , i went to this new bakery place in my area and tell me why their cheesecake smelled SPOILED ???????? (｡Ó﹏Ò｡) 1O dollars down the drain T.T

i'm reopening my requests again just for inspo ( no full-length stuff yet ) as my older reqs have priority and i'm a girl of my word despite not punctual ......

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alienaiver · 2 months ago

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Dragon's Mark preview

hi i should be working on literally anything and everything else but this but i swear knight shinsou has been rotating........... so heres a preview from ther first meeting (itll be a big multi chapter thing and i only got *checks notes* 6k right now. i also plan to finish amethyst haze first, so..... anyways i just wanted to show u lmao)

Fantasy!AU knight shinsou x GN!royal reader. 1k words

im taking loose inspiration from the bnha season 2 fantasy ending, dnd mechanics, general fantasy-style tropes and my own imagination. reader is bakugous younger sibling and he is the crown prince of the royal family. i just really want a bratty, royal reader annoying the fuck out of their tired ass knight whos been charged to protect them and doesnt rly think he signed up for this when he became a knight. lots of emotional stuff to come and adventures! slow burn and sfw

tw for bakugou-typical violence. reader is like a mini copy of him lmfao

“You are dismissed.”

To his credit, the guard – you’ve already forgotten his name – doesn’t flinch at your cold greeting. He’s still on his knee, head lowered in respect. There’s a moment of silence where none moves or speaks and just as you’re about to complain about his presence not being gone, he drawls out slowly, politely,

“I’m afraid your highness is without the necessary authority to dismiss me.”

Your eyebrow quirks up. He even has the audacity to sound bored as he chooses to talk back to you.

“Without the necessary authority?” you scoff as you let your arms fall; your mother’s the queen!

“You introduced yourself to me mere moments ago as my new guard. My knight. My shield and whatnot?”

You stomp your foot once, twice before you straighten your back, “leave me, immediately. I have no need for a personal knight. Make yourself useful elsewhere and don’t make me repeat myself again.”

The man looks up at you, the purple strands of his hair bouncing with the movement. For a moment his eyes seem to spellbind you – they’re a deep, gorgeous purple with beautiful lilac highlights that you now hate. His expression leaves much unanswered as he repeats his earlier statement, “you cannot dismiss me, your highness.”

Now you’re laughing in disbelief, hoping it mocks him, “my mother will-”

“Her majesty the queen herself has ordered this to be so. Your dismissal is only valid for privacy reasons, not for…” he seems to choose his next words carefully, “disagreements of your needs.”

He definitely doesn’t pick the words carefully enough though.

That’s fucking it.

You pass by the sleepy stranger, anger boiling and threatening to spill. Behind you he rises to his full height and follows you calmly; after all, he knows exactly where it is that you’re headed.

You break open the chamber doors, the animal bones on the shoulder piece of your uniform rattling with the forceful movement, “I’ll fucking kill you!” you screech at your older brother, who barely looks up from the parchment he’s showing Eijirou in his map room.

“Take your complaints to the hag, will ya?”

You stomp into the room and raise your arm to punch your brother in the face, but he catches your hand easily to block the move. He doesn’t falter at the kick that comes after, but when your other hand successfully scratches his chin and draws blood, you’re not the only one boiling with white, hot rage.

Katsuki is yelling profanities at you as you shove him to the floor, screaming and punching with every fiber of your being. Your brother hits you back, kicks and snarls as he rips at your hair and breaks an ornament he gave you once. He’s never been afraid of hurting you, evident by the way you keep lighting up the room in a green hue with the use of your powers to heal the punches as soon as they land. You don’t waste your energy healing his.

Hitoshi stands by the door and looks at the two royal children quarreling like kids, his nose scrunched up in barely concealed judgement. Eijirou greets him cheerily as if there’s not a brawl directly by his tail that he has to dodge, and Hitoshi nods politely at the dragon.

“Aren’t you supposed to stop them from getting hurt?” Eijirou grins as he walks over to the cabinet close to the door, referring to you, the Nunou, the youngest child in the royal family.

Hitoshi shrugs, “this fight seems above my station.”

Besides, the fight will end soon. You’ve never cultivated your power despite being revered for it, and you always exhaust yourself from overuse. Katsuki, the Nanu, heir to the throne, uses it to his advantage by specifically hurting you in ways that trigger your instinct to heal yourself. Many years of fighting have taught him where to land them.

With a mix of a groan and unintelligible yelling, every muscle in your body goes still before your limbs fall to the floor as you heave in breath after breath. Your brother sits up on his knees and look down at you angrily while catching his breath, “don’t you ever fucking learn your lesson, you shitty brat?”

Eijirou’s already mixing water and sugar from the cabinet into a cup before handing it to his friend so that Katsuki can help you drink it. Weakly, you try to swat away your brother’s hand but there’s no fight left in you.

There’s blood on the tiles but neither of you are bleeding anymore.

“You… cannot…” you wheeze but Katsuki waves you off as he gets back up, “I said to take your complaints to the hag -- that knight’s got nothing to do with me.”

“Bullshit… she listens to your opinion on everything.”

“Hah?” your brother sneers at you from where he’s leaned against his desk, drinking his own cup of water, “the hag does whatever she wants.”

“Well,” Eijirou starts with an apologetic smile as he helps you sit up on the floor, patting your back, “it is impractical to pull Katsuki and I out of our duties to find you in the obscurity of the mountain paths and forests.”

“It doesn’t happen that often!” you argue, pushing Eijirou away, though you make no effort to get back on your feet yet.

Eijirou isn’t phased by your roughness, being around your brother all the time. He only winces at your statement. He opens his mouth to speak but Katsuki beats him to it, “it’s damn near every full moon!”

You groan and fall back onto the tile floor, “specify which moon!”

“All three of them!”

Hitoshi snorts, and it’s not until now that you even acknowledge him in the room. Katsuki looks at the knight, too, but Hitoshi only freezes at your gaze, used to the heat in his former sparring partner's eyes from their days as soldiers in training.

“Aren’t you supposed to keep this feral shit in check?” Katsuki asks, tipping his head down at you. Hitoshi bows his head lightly him, “I am tasked with guarding and supporting them, not handle their family quarrels.”

Katsuki snorts and you sit back up, “dismiss him.” you demand of your brother and he laughs deeply at you, the bones on his necklace rattling with the movement. Next to you, Eijirou is putting your hair ornament back together with a spell.

“Not a fuckin’ chance.”

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kangshxrtie · 10 months ago

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ch. 26 ⤍ just chatting

you were in the middle of a laid-back "just chatting" stream when a notification popped up from yujin. she'd sent a link, asking you to check out a new video she'd posted. without thinking twice, you clicked on it—after all, it was yujin. but as soon as the video loaded, your eyes widened in disbelief.

"what is this video?!" you practically yelled, staring at the screen. there, in your room, were rei, liz, and yujin, holding up your belongings like they were running a live auction. the camera zoomed in on yujin, who was barely holding in her laughter while pretending to sell your stuff.

you leaned in closer, muttering in shock, "there is actually no way you're selling my shit."

"y/n has kindly offered to give away some of her items," rei's voice chimed in from the video.

"kindly offered my ass! they're lying," you shot back immediately, rolling your eyes at the absurd claim.

the video jumped to a clip of a phone call they'd recorded, and your voice echoed out from the speakers.

"y/n, can i get some stuff from your room while you're out?" yujin's voice played through your headphones.

"umm, yeah, definitely," past you replied, sounding totally distracted.

you immediately remembered why. kazuha had been right in front of you, casually stretching and completely taking your attention away.

with a sheepish grin, you turned to your stream and sighed. "kazuha was seducing me then. i wasn't in my right mind when i agreed to that," you tried to explain making the chat instantly blow up.

user1 oh?

user2 is there something u need to tell us

user3 kazuha?!

you realized what you said too late but you tried to shift focus back to the video, which was now over. you leaned back, still processing everything. "that video was so bad," you groaned.

"can we please get a mass report going? that would be great," you said, finally closing out of the video.

"i expected this from yujin and rei, but liz?" you said, sitting there in disbelief for a few seconds.

_yujin_an leeseo recorded

your eyes widened. "my niece?!" you exclaimed. "i actually can't trust anybody in this house." you shook your head.

"i leave for a couple of days and basically get robbed," you sighed dramatically, shaking your head.

liz.yeyo y/n u left us FOR DAYS

_yujin_an honestly, ur fault

reiinyourheart skill issue

liz.yeyo i was abandoned!

"it was only two and a half days," you waved it off dismissively.

for_everyoung10 didn't even tell us u were leaving 🙂‍↔️

eeseooes exactly!^

"in my defense, i didn't wanna wake anybody up," you said, your voice light as you tried to justify yourself. "it was late, so i just left and forgot to text y'all."

for_everyoung10 left us for a girl!

"i was hanging out with yunjin; kazuha just happened to be there," you shrugged.

jenaissante i nvr saw her again after the first night ☝🏼

for_everyoung10 le gasp

"yunjin, don't lie... you saw me at breakfast every day, and we hung out on my second day in the living room," you pointed out.

jenaissante we hung out in the living room. you and kazuha left at some point; don't rly know what happened after that.

"okay, i can't really defend myself there," you admitted.

for_everyoung10 😮🫢

user3 y/n in her taken era!

user4 okayy kazuha and y/n!

user5 everybody came in here to expose y/n!

"really can't trust anybody these days," you remarked, shaking your head.

user6 y/n's biggest opps are her roommates!

"so true. i should move out soon," you joked.

user7 is this how u announce ur moving in with kazuha?

"okay, now nobody said all of that," you replied, "i can't move out till our lease is up."

reiinyourheart pls pay ur part of the rent then!

"i already paid that; leave me alone," you shot back.

reiinyourheart lies... we're waiting on y/n still!

"i didn't appreciate rei defaming my character like this. i'm suing her for defamation once again," you declared dramatically.

user6 again?

user7 u must be new here @/user6

"anyways, i'm about to block all of my roommates from my stream and maybe yunjin too," you said, trying to regain control of the chaos.

jenaissante i did nothing!

"you were an accomplice," you replied, pointing an accusing finger.

for_everyoung10 even me?

"you'd get unblocked the fastest, but yes," you teased.

fallingin__fall what about me 🥺?

"okay, everybody but gaeul," you decided, shaking your head.

_yujin_an WE GATHER IN GAEUL'S ROOM

reiinyourheart Y/N WATCH PARTY

"do whatever you want," you sighed, rolling your eyes at their antics.

"anyways, changing the topic... kazuha and i were thinking about playing games together this weekend, and we need suggestions," you announced.

user8 HORROR!

"why don't y'all want a cute game like it takes two or unravel?" you asked, genuinely puzzled.

user9 fuck that give us scary game!

user0 zuhaxyn is trending rn!

"as we should, best couple!" you proclaimed, unable to stop the smile from coming upon your face.

hhh.e_c.v so u admit it?

"i've been saying we're a couple for months; this is nothing new," you stated.

_chaechae_1 ZUHAXYN CONFIRMED

"okay, don't trend that one; kazuha's gonna be so confused when she gets out of her shoot," you laughed, shaking your head at the thought. even though you both had talked about your feelings, the specifics of what that meant for your relationship were left unspoken. it was more like a mutual understanding that you liked each other but hadn't really talked about what was happening next.

honestly, you'd been stressing about it the whole time you were over there, but you were too scared to bring it up. and now that you were back home you didn't have time to talk with anybody about your current situation.

now, you were worried kazuha might think you were confirming a relationship she didn't even know she was in. but you'd deal with that later; for now, you had a stream to continue.

"okay, but hear me out—we play portal 2," you suggested.

user1 no, horror!

user2 listen to the people!

"i don't know why y'all think this is a democracy; i have the final say here," you replied, smirking.

user3 i bet kazuha would also suggest horror.

"she probably would, but her opinion doesn't matter right now," you shot back with a playful roll of your eyes.

user4 we would watch anything you two do together!

"see? we need more wholesome people like this in the chat!" you laughed.

zuhazana but horror...

"leave," you said, pointing dramatically to your door, trying to keep a straight face.

zuhazana but i just got here :'(

"you know what? it's fine. i'll just block the words 'horror' and 'scary' from my chat," you declared.

user6 play games that make you jump out of your seat!

"of course y'all would do that," you sighed, shaking your head.

zuhazana but i'll be there to protect you!

"no, you won't! you'll be just as scared as i am," you retorted.

zuhazana you're right, but plssss...

zuhazana it'll be fun!

you sighed, finally convinced. "can we put a time limit on it, then?"

zuhazana I DID IT

zuhazana I CONVINCED HER

"i'll play for a max of two hours, and if it goes longer, i'm dipping," you said, half-joking, but knowing kazuha would probably convince you to stay somehow.

after confirming the plans, you spent some more time chatting with your viewers. eventually, you wrapped up the stream, doing your usual outro and waving goodbye to your chat

later in the day, you were in the kitchen looking for a late-night snack when you came across some ice cream with yujin's name on it. usually, you wouldn't touch any of her stuff, but considering she tried to sell off your things earlier, you felt it was fair. plus she wasn't even home right now.

as you were finishing your—well, yujin's—ice cream, you walked into wonyoung's room, where she was currently streaming.

"hi, wife!" you greeted, still munching on yujin's ice cream.

"heey, wife!" wonyoung replied, flashing you a bright smile as she moved over to make room for you on camera.

"you want some?" you asked, holding out the spoon. wonyoung nodded eagerly, and you fed her a bite.

_yujin_an is that mine?

_yujin_an i just wanted to watch my gf while i'm on break and i see this shit!

"stealing your ice cream and your girl," you joked, wrapping an arm around wonyoung, who leaned into you with a playful grin.

_yujin_an wowwww

_yujin_an y/n, when i catch u…

“this is what happens when you leave her alone,” you said, chuckling as wonyoung just laughed at the situation.

_yujin_an it’s on sight when i get back!

“leave me and mine alone!” wonyoung declared, hugging you tighter, a smirk playing on her lips.

_yujin_an the betrayal! _yujin_an after everything we’ve been through (shake head) _yujin_an can’t trust nobody!

“i’m just better,” you shrugged.

_yujin_an i’ll see both of y’all when i get home!

“are we fighting for wonyoung or about the ice cream?” you asked.

_yujin_an both!

“welp, it’s finished,” you said, taking the last bite of the ice cream with a satisfied smile.

_yujin_an u mf!

“this seems like a perfect time to leave,” you declared dramatically. “i will be locking my door tonight. goodbye, wonyoung’s stream!” you waved before stepping out of wonyoung's room.

you headed back to the kitchen, tossing the empty ice cream container into the trash and rinsing the spoon in the sink, before heading back to your room and flopping down on your bed.

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honeytonedhottie · 5 months ago

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Hiii Honeyyy!!

I have so many questions for u

-Im not trying to vent or anything but sometimes i feel stuck, like my mood changes and i get like really sad for no reason, like its either when i look in the mirror or when i take a picture that triggers this and then i just feel ugly and i just don’t feel like doing anything. I don’t know if you can relate but do u have any advice on how to get out of this state?

- Also I think other thing that triggers this obnoxious feeling is comparison. I tend to compare a lot with beautiful girls and it is embarrassing to admit this but i envy them, like i am jealous of them i ask myself why wasn’t born like that or why am i not pretty enough. I want to stop comparing myself with others because i know that everyone is at different levels of progress and i don’t know all the effort and hard work that they do but its just hard for me to do so.

Sorry for this huge block of text.

hi angel 💗 u gotta get on ur self love/self obsessed zoom!! i feel u completely bcuz there was a time in my life where i once felt the same. the way i got out of feeling that way was by pouring into myself through the words that i spoke to myself

♡ for example instead of calling myself names or saying that i was ugly i would give myself compliments and tell myself im beautiful if i didn't feel like it at the time

find songs that make you feel pretty and sing those to yourself in the mirror! pour into urself by continuously choosing things that make u feel ur prettiest. for example...

♡ next time you look in the mirror, try to find one thing you love about yourself, even if it’s small

♡ if doing your hair a certain way or applying lipgloss makes u feel even a little bit more confident do that

as u become more and more comfortable with yourself and changing the way that u talk to yourself and think about yourself the confidence will follow, now onto the topic of envy i rly want u to understand that you are not in a competition with anyone.

if certain content makes u feel worse about yourself or just worsens ur moods at all dont engage with it bcuz its not worth it. beauty is not a competition. the girls you admire have insecurities too. instead of asking “why not me?” try “how can i be more obsessed w myself and my beauty?”

again anonie ur NOT alone and its not always gonna be like this. please please be kind to urself and dont bully yourself, cuz at the end of the day no one else can be YOU, and thats why its useless to compare anyone else to you cuz y'all could never be each other, you can only be you and be you well yk? sending all the love in the world anonie 💞

#honeytonedhottie⭐️#advice #self love #comparison #self concept #self confidence #ask🎀#ask honey

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lynnaredfield3383 · 4 months ago

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Burn

Warnings: Swearing, angsty, mentions of anxiety, verbal fight & mentions of sex.

Reader has paralysis quirk & hero name is Burst because the quirk works in short bursts that shoot from finger tips. Sorry if this is too much of an OC for you, but it's just easier to write this way for me.

“Want anything?” you asked standing from the couch.

Bakugo shook his head with a grunt, continuing to scroll through his phone. You moved to the kitchen to grab a drink from the fridge.

Bakugo's attention turned to your phone on the couch beside him when it buzzed in succession. In a span of five seconds, six text messages came through.

Bakugo picked up your phone and read the messages glad you'd left your phone unlocked.

The good EX: Can we talk?

The good EX: I rly fucked up, but tht hero isn't treating u rt.

The good EX: don't b mad I js want 2 make sure ur ok. Keiko spilt all

The good EX: Idc if he kicks my ass. U desrve 2b happy

The good EX: I knw I made u happy. Pls call

The good EX: I miss u

Bakugo nearly exploded your phone, but once he looked over and saw you weren't coming back right away he went to work. Deleting all the messages from your ex and blocking him.

Bakugo knew it had been a year since the two of you last spoke or text so you wouldn't suspect anything.

You finished your drink and decided to go back to your apt. For the last four months Bakugo hadn't shown any interest in you.

Sure, he was busy with hero work and keeping up with his friends, but you were too. Yet, somehow you were the one always compromising your schedule for him.

The one time you brought it up, he'd snapped reminding you that the number 8 hero had far more to do than the 22nd hero. Which absolutely hurt, but you didn't argue or bring it up again.

Bakugo expected you to sit back down when you finally came out of the kitchen, but you just grabbed your phone.

“I've got a busy day tomorrow, so I'm gonna go back to my place. Bye.”

Bakugo jumped over the couch and blocked your path.

“I'll drive you in tomorrow.”

You cocked an eyebrow surprised by his sudden attention.

“I'm good. Besides you have that meet and greet with Red Riot & Chargebolt at 8.”

Bakugo cursed softly knowing you were right. You took another step, but he blocked you again.

“Just stop. Let me figure this out dammit.”

Bakugo grumbled more than yelled and you began to wonder what was up.

“What the fuck? You haven't given a literal shit about me in months. So what is your problem now?”

Your words cut him deep and the fear of losing you began to take over him.

“I've always cared...I just…”

“You're busy I know.”

“Stay...please…”

You were stunned by his sudden desperation, but then your phone rang. It was your manager.

“I can't. Hello?”

Bakugo took your phone and hung up the call. Now you were pissed.

“I'll text my manager and I'll push my arrival time to 9. I can get you to Icyhot's agency by 8 and…”

“Gimme my phone before I paralyze your ass.”

“No.”

Bakugo tossed you over his shoulder and carried you to his bedroom. Upon dropping you on the mattress he immediately caged you in with his body your eyes locked.

“I'm not having sex with you.”

Bakugo's cocky expression faltered and then became angry.

“Is that all you think I really fucking want?”

“I honestly don't care anymore. We haven't really been a couple for months so the last few times we had sex were more like exercise.”

A searing hot pain ripped through Bakugo’s chest clawing it's way down to his gut. It was unbearable. He grabbed his chest, backing up against the wall. His breaths becoming short as he realized he was having an anxiety attack. He hadn't had one since you two started seeing each other 2 years ago.

“Fuck,” Bakugo seethed between gritted teeth.

“Breathe, hey! Look at me and breathe!”

Bakugo locked his eyes with yours the genuine concern calming him. You held his shoulders until you heard his breathing become normal again.

“Don't leave. Please. I…just don't leave.”

“Shut up and focus on your breathing.”

You grabbed the pills out of his nightstand and handed them over. It wasn't surprising the survivors of the war kept medication in their bedside tables. In fact it was pretty much required. Especially for the nightmares and in the beginning of your relationship those had been awful.

“Not taking them unless you stay.”

You stared at him in shock, this tactic not something he'd ever used on you.

You sighed, knowing he'd hate you in the morning.

“Fine. I'm going to bed now because I have to leave early,” you warned him.

Bakugo accepted the water bottle you handed him and downed his meds. You knew he'd be unconscious in an hour, exhaustion from the anxiety attack and the pills put him down quickly. The clock read 7:48.

At exactly 8:48 Bakugo was out. However, he had attached himself to you so tightly, it took you an extra fifteen minutes to free yourself. Once you retrieved your phone, you bolted from his apt. On your way out of the building you turned your phone back on and called your manager.

“Where the hell have you been?” Mae demanded.

“Long story. What's got you uptight?”

“Oh, I just got the notification that you jumped up the hero charts.”

“Why do you sound so smug?”

“You're number 16.”

Your feet stumbled as you entered your apt, the news hitting you hard.

“How…wait, I thought numbers don't come in until…”

“Director Hawks reached out to me today. I think he has a crush on you, but that's my opinion," Mae chuckled.

You laughed it off, giddy about the news.

“I still don't get why I suddenly shot up in the ranks.”

“All those heroes you've been working with have been singing your praises, but more than that the #2 hero gave you credit for that raid last month.”

“Shoto? It was a combined effort…”

“You found the lead, gave him the lead, planned the perfect raid and executed it flawlessly. He was your partner, not the other way around. He made that clear during every interview. He didn't want the credit.”

“Wow. I, uh…wow.”

“Hmm-mm. Now get some sleep because I'm picking you up at 5 and your day is full. Also you'll be spending most of it with Shoto and Ingenium at multiple events. So night. Oh, did u finally dump that idiot boyfriend of yours?”

Your mouth went dry as you thought about your answer.

“Not yet. But I need to tell you who it is…”

“No, you don't. Two years and I don't know and don't want to. However, the fans of Shoto think you two might be dating because he's been so chatty about you. Bonus is they love the idea of you two together.”

You groaned. Bakugo was going to lose his shit on so many levels, but you did plan to end it so…

“Look, when I end it with this guy he's going to lose his shit. Be real loud about it.”

“Still don't care.”

“Dynamight.”

The line went silent, Mae caught off guard or so you assumed.

“if this is a joke or prank say so. If not I'm jumping right now.”

“He won't ruin my career or….”

“Being with that idiot and having the world know will ruin you. You'll be lucky if you even stay on the charts. Between his overprotective rabid fans and that dumpster fire personality of his you'll be shunned. Fuck…”

“Look…”

“No, you don't speak from now on unless I give you a script. You two are over, do whatever is necessary to keep his mouth shut. Get to bed while I strategize how to keep this from hurting you.”

"Okay. Thanks, Mae."

As you lay in bed, you realized you were already hurting. As much as Bakugo pissed you off and had basically written you off these last four months, you still loved him.

You should be happy and ready to celebrate all the good things coming your way, but instead you were wracked with guilt. So much guilt, you found your way back to Bakugo's apartment and slipped back into his arms.

If you were going to burn, it was going to be Katsuki Bakugo that set the fire. Because no matter what, you couldn't bring yourself to hurt him.

#mha #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha bakugo katsuki #mha bakugou #mha angst #mha hawks #mha shoto

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