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leggerefiore · 10 months

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What would the villains call their beloved? Would they have different nicknames for them in bed?

cw: light sex mentions, mostly fluff, Minors DNI

characters: Lysandre, Maxie, Archie, Cyrus, Volo, Guzma

🔥Lysandre🍷

☕️ Honestly, he calls you too many affectionate names, ranging from his mother tongue over to whatever language you speak. It almost seems as if he has forgotten your actual name at times. Though, when he does call it out, it probably frightens you a bit. It becomes such a rare occurrence that you expect something bad. Lysandre sees no need to change what he refers to you as in public or not, too. The only time he may drop it all together was for anything related to business.

☕️ He tends to lean towards things like “my love” or “my dear,” but “darling” and even “my angel” when he is feeling oddly emotional. Sycamore gives a laugh at all the endearments that he counts whenever you both visit. It is genuinely loving when coming from him, as he rarely feels so strongly and lovingly towards another person.

☕️ In bed, nothing changes too much. He prefers to lather on affection and love wherever he can. Though, oddly, the frequency in which your actual name is spoken increases in more intimate moments. It seems he finds the use of your actual name something deeper than most of the affectionate terms be usually spills out.

“My love,” Lysandre's deep voice called out to you while you were slipping on your shoes to leave. You were shocked to see him home so early. He rarely came home near the midafternoon, often inundated with work or whatever else came up in his professional life. An arm came around you warmly as he pressed a kiss to your cheek and then to your lips. “Where are you going?” You sighed slightly. No where now, you supposed, while leaning into the warmth of his embrace.

☀️Maxie🌋

🪨 He struggles a lot with endearments. It honestly is a bit embarrassing how he feels trying to think of what he could possibly call you. Maxie felt there was no need for such things. Despite that, however, he found himself with a few to use in private with you. In public, he was much too formal to even dare call you anything but your name. He did not wish to seem overly soft. His reputation as the leader of Team Magma was important.

🪨 Though, as soon as you both are alone, a “beloved” escapes him. He prefers more “formal” affectionate terms. “Dearest” and “my love” are also not so uncommon. Yet, sometimes he does drift to something softer, like calling you “Numel.” He always catches himself after that one, gets flustered, and denies that he even said it. It is a real compliment, rest assured, as he finds the pokemon utterly adorable.

🪨 Maxie does not really use different terms during sex. (Though, “Numel” certainly does not make an appearance there.) There is something a little bit funny about his flustered face and moans mixed with the term “beloved” escaping his lips. Since sex falls firmly in his private time with you, there is no reason for his choice of endearments to change, he feels.

You heard the door click open as you laid on the couch, bored. “I'm home, beloved,” Maxie's voice called out as he entered the room. He had been away all day, busy with whatever his group was doing nowadays. You perked up at the sight of him and rushed over immediately. He flinched as you squeezed him into a tight hug, nuzzling into the knit texture of his sweater. He was so warm. “My, what's this?” the Magma leader chuckled. Shifting out of his work mindset, he allowed himself to embrace you in return. He had come to love you greeting him after a long day of work. “I missed you, too,” he sighed and pressed a gentle kiss to your head. When you gazed up at him with lidded eyes and a tired expression, he had to bite back, mumbling out a “Numel.”

🌊Archie🌧

💧 How many marine and pirate terms can this man use to refer to you? It truly is a mystery as to where he finds all of these terms in his head, but you suppose he was nothing if not obsessed with the ocean. Archie honestly prefers endearments to your real name, clearly a sign of his affection if his calling a certain kid scamp was anything to go by. He nearly always refers to you by some pet name or endearment that has crossed. Worries do cross your mind that he has actually forgotten your name. (You test him to make sure he has not. Archie was extremely confused by this afterward, but he passed it with ease.)

💧 “Luvdisc” is his favourite term to use overall, clearly enchanted by the association with the pokemon to long-lasting relationships. “Treasure” is another favourite, but somehow gets outshone by the fish. There are also a few “darlin's” that come from him when he tries to change up hos dialogue a bit. Maxie gags at his gratuitous use of the terms around him, but everyone else thinks it is pretty run-of-the-mill for Archie. He is just an affectionate guy, so why would that not reflect in what he calls his lover? You certainly do not mind.

💧 Within the confines of sheets, he does tend to lean more towards the use of “treasure.” He feels a bit to overcome to really even say Luvdisc. Besides, you clearly are a treasure, somehow even more precious than his beloved ocean. There may also be a few more easier terms tossed around, like just straight up “love.” His brain power is going elsewhere in those moments, please excuse him. Though, if he ever uses the term love and you are not heading in an intimate direction, rest assured that you are now.

“Luvdisc,” Archie's voice travelled across the beach with a near terrifying volume. You peeked up from your phone as he rushed to your side. His grin was bright and his form as caught in the hot sun beautifully. His favouritism for a certain nickname for you was always apparent. He squeezed you in a tight embrace, even spinning you around for a moment. “Ah, there's my treasure. Thought I'd lost for a moment,” he let out a sigh. You nearly let one out, too. You were just about to call him, but that was clearly unneeded now. A kiss was shared between you both before settling down on the sands to enjoy the afternoon.

��Cyrus🛰

☄️ He refuses to use terms of endearment when literally anyone else is around. Cyrus is not one for allowing himself to seem influenced or emotional. While he may love you dearly, there is not a chance he would express that in the sight of other people. It almost becomes expected for your name to called out by the blue-haired man when he wants your attention. It would be a bit depressing if you were not already aware of how restrained he was. There are a few rare moments a more affectionate term slips from him with people around, but that usually is reserved for when he is in distress.

☄️ But, he does allow himself a momentary escape when alone with you. “Beloved” is his go to and typically the only one he ever seems to use. It fits him oddly. Though, he also uses other terms more sparingly. A “dear” and “wife/husband/spouse” are generally used, too. It may seem a bit stiff, especially when paired with how standoffish Cyrus could be, but it was clear from how he unconsciously shifted to them that discreetly showed that he truly cared. No one else gets called by anything but their name by him, after all. You are even allowed to call him whatever you please with people around. His soft spot for you is more than apparent.

☄️ As for in bed… He barely uses different terms. Beloved does seem to be ditched in favour of the convenience that “dear” provides in his stricken state. His brain is not working as he intends it to. He struggles to say a lot during sex usually, anyway, so it is a bit invigorating to hear the affectionate word escape his lips. Though, if he does say your actual name, that either means he is truly overcome with feelings or upset. It is pretty easy to find out which it is.

"Beloved..." Cyrus mumbled out as you nuzzled into his nape. Your arms were tightly around his waist. He had just come home after a few days away due to his plans.

“Beloved…” Cyrus mumbled out as you nuzzled into the nape of his neck. Your arms were tightly around his waist. He had just come home after a few days away due to his work on his plans. You did not say a word as you continued to cling to him. The Galactic Boss knew better than to wonder why you were being so affectionate. Your incomplete spirit begged for you to crave his attention and affection. He sighed. It was not like he could pretend that he was much better. Not when he enjoyed the feeling of your body pressed against his so much. One of his arms came around your waist. “I apologise for being away for so long…” he pressed a chaste kiss to your temple, “Let's enjoy this time we have together.” You finally peered up at him with a loving gaze.

💫Volo📜

⭐️ Truthfully, he uses endearments extremely sparingly. There is something that he finds about referring to other people with a term that shows how much you feel about them very uncomfortable. Though, with you, it is quite unfortunate how easy the terms slip off his tongue. Volo supposes a part of it is how obvious he wants to make your relationship to any observers. He would admit he does have a slight jealous schism internally. Of course, he does it for you, too. The blond is fully aware of how much you enjoy hearing him call you such sweet terms.

⭐️ He usually falls into the camp of things like “love,” “dear,” and “darling.” Traditional time-tested things. There is a certain mocking tone he may take after everything is said and done by calling you a “chosen one.” That falls somewhere between a genuine endearment and him being cruel, however. Most people will also get sick with him referring to you as his partner/girlfriend/boyfriend. It is clear to most people paying attention that it some strange from a claiming on his part. Of course, you can only stare at him in adoration whenever he uses them.

⭐️ Alas, Volo definitely drops a lot of his loving facade in bed. His tone can be that of someone filled completely with love or malice, depending on the situation. The terms are the same, but he may also lean more towards sneering out a “chosen one” to vent out some of his frustrations. Just be happy it is with his dick consensually this time and not trying to have Giratina kill you this time around. He may also use a bit more degrading terms, but telling him off usually makes him stop.

“Oh, if it isn't my love,” Volo's voice was recognisable, but especially so when you two met while you were out doing research tasks. His smile was nothing but friendly as he approached you. “Can I interest you in some more pokeballs?” his tone was teasing now. You sighed as tugged on his bag's strap to pull him down to your height. These random run-ins have become more common since you started dating. It was more than obvious he likely had an eye out for you… And was neglecting his merchant duties once again. You could not complain when he pecked a quick kiss to your lips. It seemed you both would be spending a decent amount of time along together in the wilds of Hisui.

🕶Guzma💀

□ This big, bad boss loves calling you whatever pet name he can think of. He literally probably only says your name if he is asking someone else for you. Guzma just does not really see a point in not doing it. He basically calls everyone by nicknames. Except for Kukui, but he is an exception, not the rule. He does not care about whether it is socially acceptable or not, he just does what he wants and isn't concerned with the looks he gets for saying “babe.”

□ He leans towards more casual, modern terms. “Babe” is one of the bigger ones, but he will occasionally bring out a “cutie” or “sexy.” The latter often gets him a few side eyes. A rarer one that seems to only used when he is certain no one else is around is “love-bug.” You try not to laugh at it because you can tell he is trying his best to combine his love for bug-types with his feelings for you. Though, you saw Plumeria choke out a laugh when she heard him say it to you once. It was a bit funny seeing Guzma say such a thing while trying to keep up his edgy appeal.

□ In bed, he does not really change what he says too much. Cutie may not rear its head, but sexy and babe are certainly a plenty. He may even combine if he feels so inclined. Though, it may also be a product of him losing his mental focus in the throes of passion. Your name is occasionally blurted out within the brain-mush of words, too. He is a bit of a mess, honestly.

“Hey, babe!” Guzma's voice stood out among the crowd of people that had taken over the usually quiet route. Rumours about some rare pokemon apparently drew them in, making it annoying to navigate despite needing to. His hand caught your arm as he pulled you under his own, determined not to get separated again. You heard him mumble something about annoying tourists under his breath as both managed to get out of the crowded place. “What the hell is so great about that many Meowths?” he complained, “If they wanna see a collection, I'd be happy to point them to that Kahuna's house.” You chuckled at the thought. Guzma only pressed you more into his side while walking down the route. It seemed like showing you the Wimpod nest would be on hold for today.

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heexseung · 11 months

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꒰ 🌧 ꒱ ┄ ❛ dark academia ；caeruleum ❜

* pairing: vampire!heeseung x afab!reader

* tags: smut, fluff, romantic, human!reader, degradation (m. receiving), praise (m. receiving), mentions of free use, handjob (m. receiving), overstimulation (m. receiving), bratty!heeseung / switchy!heeseung if you squint, cunnilingus, body worship [kinda] (f. receiving)

* summary: because you two were loud last time, rumours have been spreading around about you two, causing you to receive a lot of unwanted attention from your peers.

* word count: 10k

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Even on weekends, you'd typically spend all of your free time cooped up in your tiny dorm, studying. Your timetable consists of waking up, getting ready, going to classes, studying and sleeping. You don't really do anything else and you don't really go outside much either.

It's not that you're in love with learning, although you do like learning — it's just that you don't really have anything else to do. Nothing interests you and oftentimes, you'd get so bored that you just end up thinking, well, the books are right there. Might as well do some studying. At least it'll give me something to do.

You thought about going outside and seeing the world; the world that is so unknown to you and many other humans out there, the world that any human would be extremely lucky to see… yet you can't bring yourself to step outside of your dorm unless it's for classes. You wish you had more courage to do so but after your first day here, you decided that it's best to lay low and not bring any attention to yourself. After all, your existence here is already controversial enough.

Thus, you live your life like this. It's boring and repetitive… but it's not like you're doing anything to actually change it. Plus, being here is something that you've always wanted to do ever since you were a kid, so it's not all bad and despite the less than ideal treatment you've got during your time here, there's still nowhere else you'd rather be at.

Besides, the isolation, gossip and rumours don't bother you much anyway. It'll never be as bad as the first week and you're thankful that everyone here usually lets you be — that is, usually.

Lately, you've come to notice that people are gossiping about you again but you're not sure why. You can't really hear what they're saying nor can you really ask someone about it… but you doubt it's because you're human, they've already gossiped about that on your first week here.

Maybe it has something to do with your lab partner, Heeseung. After all, the gossip did start right after the day you hooked up with him. But you doubt it.

Speaking of your lab partner, you wonder where he's been all this time. It's been a couple of days since you last saw him, he didn't even come to class two days ago. You hope he's okay.

You don't think you'll see him today either. After all, you both only share one class together, Intermediate Alchemy, and you don't have that class today. Even so, for some reason, there's a part of you that hopes to see him today anyway, maybe because he's the only person who's actually kind to you here. Everyone else would just ignore you.

As you walk down the hallway to go back to your dorm, the faint sound of an unfamiliar melody stops you in your tracks. You do a double-take, is what you're hearing what you think you're hearing?

It is.

It's the piano.

Someone's playing the piano, and beautifully so. Such beautiful and delicate melodies played with such grace, you can't help but think to yourself, a complex piece like this must take days to learn how to play. Who's playing it? And what piece is this?

Thus, you follow the faint sound of the grand piano, hoping to find the talented person playing it. Besides, you're in no rush anyway.

After a few seconds of walking, you find yourself standing in front of a closed classroom door. The sound of the piano is still a bit hard to hear properly but you don't want to open the door and disturb the person playing so you press your ear against the door, trying to listen to the piano piece as discretely as you can.

Thank God the hallway is empty or else there'd be more weird rumours about me, you can't help but think to yourself while silently chuckling.

But all too quickly, like less than a minute or so, the melodies stop playing. You wait for a few seconds to see if they'd continue but instead, you hear the faint sound of footsteps coming closer to you. You barely have enough time to detach yourself from the door and look unsuspicious before the door suddenly opens and an annoyed looking Heeseung peeks out.

However, his expression quickly changes to a surprised one as he sees you standing there like a deer caught in headlights. Now with his eyes wide and his eyebrows raised, he opens the door a bit more as he looks at you. A moment of silence passes by until you awkwardly clear your throat to break the silence.

"Um, hi," you say to him, hoping that he's not annoyed at you for listening in on him.

"Ah… hi…" he shyly says. His left hand scratches the back of his head as his eyes move away from you, but only for a moment. "Sorry, I, uh… I thought you were... one of those people."

His tone is sharp and annoyed and he rolls his eyes as he says the last two words but then he looks at you again and gives you a smile that reaches his eyes.

You reply, "No, no. I'm sorry I… kinda listened in on you."

"Kinda?" He asks with a teasing tone, his smirk is evident.

You laugh in response. It's short but the lightheartedness of the laugh still manages to dissipate the awkwardness between you two. Heeseung leans against the door frame with a smile and softly says, "It's okay."

And then he pauses. It feels as if some words are meant to be spoken here, right at this moment, but there's only silence as he stares at you. A couple of seconds later, he continues, "Um… do you wanna come in?"

Hell yeah. You've never seen this room and you're curious.

It seems that your facial expressions tell him your answer loud and clear. He gives you a bigger smile, the kind of smile that one can't stop from appearing even if they tried, and takes your hand in his to pull you into the room with him. His hand feels slightly warmer than yours and something that surprises you is the fact that his hand feels like it fits you more than your own. It makes you feel strange... knowing that even your own hands, hands that were created to fit perfectly into each other…

All your life, you've always thought that there's no way someone else's hands would ever fit into yours as perfectly as yours do but as his hand holds yours, guiding you to take a seat in front of the grand piano, you think to yourself, maybe I was wrong.

Brushing your weird thoughts away, you pull your hand away from his and look around the room. It's a bit dark in here because the curtains are closed but you can still make out what's inside the medium shaped room; some bookcases at the wall, a whiteboard at the front, some musical instruments at the left side and this grand piano at the right. Other than that, it's pretty empty which makes it appear more spacious than it actually is.

After putting your sling bag down on the floor beside you, Heeseung, now sitting next to you, starts playing a different tune than before and you watch as his pretty hands gracefully move from one key to another, you listen to the unfamiliar yet beautiful piece of composition.

Soon, the music grows in pace and intensity, you can feel the composer's passion as it goes on. Then it slows down to a soft and romantic pace, somehow reminding you of the beauty of nature despite being in a dark room with none, and then a moment later, it grows again until it eventually comes to a really slow and soft tune that reminds you of the gentleness of a mother bird singing to its nestlings. As you listen to him play, you feel like you're being kept at the edge of your seat, following the music as if you're a leaf in a stream of water. It's exhilarating, really. You didn't know music could do such a thing.

By the time he finishes playing, you're in awe of his talent in playing the piano, fully knowing that playing such beautiful composition takes a lot of time and effort. Before you could compliment him, he's already speaking, "Do you like it? It's called Dreams of Love by Franz Liszt."

"Yeah," you say, a bit breathlessly, just now realising that you've been holding your breath. "Wow, you're so talented."

His laugh is soft in your ears. "Thank you."

Turning to him, you look him in the eyes and say, "I didn't know you could play piano so beautifully."

Your words make him blush a bit; a soft shade of pink dusts his ears and cheeks — it reminds you a bit of the intimate moment you shared with him a couple of days before. As he murmurs a shy thank you, it becomes a bit awkward between you two again. Heeseung starts fiddling with his fingers and he opens his mouth as if to speak but he closes it back after a second or two.

Eventually, he does speak but his voice is devoid of all lightheartedness from before and his face shows a sorrowful expression. "Look," he sighs and turns to look at you. "I should apologise for the… uh… well, the last time, um, you know." He then gives a frustrated groan, burying his face in his hands at his failed attempt to communicate his thoughts to you. "I'm sorry, I- We… we shouldn't have done that, I'm sorry."

You can only stare at him in disbelief. "What?" You say, your tone sounding a bit too harsh for both of your likings.

Truthfully, his words hurt you, more much than you'd like to admit. In a way, you kind of gave him a part of you, you showed him your vulnerability and you let him touch you in ways you'd never let strangers or even regular friends do... and now he tells you he regrets it. It hurts and you feel a bit embarrassed. You enjoyed your time with him but unfortunately, you guess he doesn't feel the same.

Suddenly, Heeseung realises that what he just said is probably the worst thing he could ever say to you. He quickly tries to take it back, "Wait- nonono, I meant-"

But you're already standing up to leave, not really wanting to hear whatever else he has to say. As you move, he gets up with you, his tone starting to sound desperate as he calls out to you. "No wait, please, please don't leave. I don't think you understand me."

And to think that I thought we could actually be friends.

You might sound a bit dramatic but you can't help what you feel. Now your relationship with him feels weird and awkward. You just want to quickly leave.

Right as you're in front of the door, he grabs your arm as a last attempt to stop you. Calling your name again, he pleads with you, "Please listen to me, it's not what you think. I-"

With wide eyes, his breath hitches as he stops himself from continuing, a bit mortified at what he almost blurt out. You only give him a confused look with an eyebrow raised. After a moment of just staring at each other in silence, he finally breathes out a worried sigh and surprisingly rests his head on your shoulder while intertwining his hand with yours. But what's more surprising is the fact that you don't have the heart to push him away.

What a weird person, you think. First he tells me he regrets having sex with me and now he does this.

"I'm sorry. I'm a mess when I'm with you," he murmurs, his face heating up at the confession.

As much as your heart beats faster at his words, you can't help but ask yourself, why? You're just a human. Heeseung can't possibly like you, could he? He has many other suitors that would be more than elated to be with him. Maybe he means that you just make him nervous — you wouldn't be surprised if you do since you make many people here nervous by just breathing.

Just as you're about to say something, you hear footsteps coming near you both, along with the sound of people talking... surprisingly about you. Although you're not new to people gossiping and spreading rumours about you, it does pique your curiosity; you've always wondered what people say about you behind your back.

On the first week, you heard people saying that you came from a rich family that had relations with the university's administrative staff or that a supernatural family adopted you or that you're not really human. Those were only the light rumours. Sometimes, when walking to class, you'd hear people say that you're working undercover for the human government, that you're only here to destroy the supernatural space and that everyone should be wary of you.

It makes you a bit sad, to be honest, because those words couldn't be further from the truth. However, you don't particularly blame them; humans haven't exactly been nice to the supernaturals, so you try to not take offence.

This time, however, the rumours are something else and it seems to involve not just you but someone else too.

"There's no way that happened," someone irritatedly says. If you could see them right now, there's no doubt in your mind that they'd be rolling their eyes.

"I'm just saying what everyone else is saying," another person says, their tone more nonchalant than the other’s.

"God, I swear, rumours are so dumb, like Heeseung and Y/N fucking in the dorms, really?" Your eyes go wide at the revelation, is that what everyone's talking about? But how did they know? And why is it a huge deal if I get laid? It doesn't make sense to you.

The same person continues, their voice growing louder as they walk closer to where you're standing, "This sounds as ridiculous as the time when everyone was saying that Jake fucked 100 people."

"Ah, but this one could actually be true," the other person thoughtfully says.

"What? Don't tell me you actually believe-"

"There are people who said they heard them," they say as a matter-of-factly, their voice now growing fainter as they pass by you but you can still hear the change of tone in their voice, now sounding more intrigued, "They say she edged him a couple of times and he wouldn't stop begging her to fuck him." Chuckling, they continue, "Must be a fun time."

Heeseung buries his head deeper into your shoulder as they say that, his hair tickles your neck a bit but you don't mind. Plus, you're more focused on their conversation, so much that you almost don't feel his hand tightening his hold on yours.

At the same time, you hear the former laugh and say, "You're so fucking weird."

Their conversation doesn't stop there but that's all you're able to hear, they're too far for you now. However, you're pretty sure Heeseung can still hear them — after all, his hearing is better than yours could ever be. But now that you know what everyone's talking about, you understand why he said what he said. He's surely not fond of the gossip about you two. You feel a bit sorry about it and despite knowing that it's not really your fault that people gossip about you, it doesn't really make you feel better.

A while later, Heeseung finally speaks again but he still doesn't move away from you and his voice sounds grim, a contrast to his usual demeanour, at least from what you've seen. "Sorry. It's my fault. I should've been more careful."

You try to look at him, a bit confused at what he's saying but he's hiding his face from you so you instead simply ask him, "Huh?"

He takes a deep breath as if trying to gather his confidence. Then, he pulls away from you and you're now able to see his face clearly. Ah, so that's why he was hiding.

With an obvious blushing face, he says, "It's not that I regret it, of course not, it's just that I think we should've done it elsewhere because obviously, people could hear and it was so stupid of me for not thinking about that." He gives out a frustrated sigh and continues, his voice soft and sad, "I guess I got carried away... I'm sorry."

Another moment of awkward silence as you try to make sense of what's going on. When you finally do, you can't help but question him, your voice almost as soft as his, "Why are you apologising?"

Giving you a surprised look, he pauses for a moment as he contemplates his answer. "D-doesn't the gossip bother you?"

He looks so sad that you just can't help but tenderly hold his face, making him look at you as you reassure him, "Heeseung, people always talk about me. It's nothing new. If anything, I should apologise since you got dragged into it."

Quickly objecting, he blurts out, "No, it's my fault! If I would've been more careful- if I haven't been thinking with my dick instead of my brain, this wouldn't have happened and you wouldn't have hated me and everything would've been fine and-"

You've never seen him look so distraught before. Seeing him being so uncharacteristically talkative worries you because despite knowing little of him, you do know one thing; he's not the type to word vomit, he always thinks things through before he speaks his mind and when he speaks, his words are fully thought-out. He may stutter here and there but they'd still seem thought-out and planned. Now, seeing him not able to do so and just desperately speaking, trying to convince you that he's at fault... it just doesn't sit right with you. How long had this issue been on his mind? And to what extent does he blame himself?

"Heeseung, calm down."

But he doesn't. He seems to be fully inside his mind, blurting out words as much as he can as if he's blurting out days' worth of worries. You're not sure what to do to calm him down but in a state of panic and with your hands already on his face, you pull him close and kiss him, hoping that the shock would be enough to stop him from overthinking.

Fortunately, it works. He gives a soft muffled sound as your lips touch his and then everything gets quiet. Still, he doesn't kiss you back, most likely too shocked at your actions. The kiss itself isn't long, you don't let it nor need it to be — you pull back a few seconds later. Looking into his almost teary eyes, you apologise for the sudden kiss, "Sorry, I didn't know-"

You're pretty sure he wasn't listening to you because now the tables have turned; now, he's kissing you and the kiss he gives you is way different than your attempt to get him to calm down — it's intense, messy, desperate and so intoxicating that you almost forgot to kiss him back.

When you do kiss him back, his actions only become more desperate. His hands constantly move; first from his sides to your shoulder, then to hold your face, then to your arm as he pushes you against the door, then to your waist, almost as if he's trying to make sure that you're really here. His lips never stop moving to press open-mouthed kisses to yours and as he does so, a small part of you can't help but feel like he's offering every part of him to you through the kiss, stealing your breath away in the process.

Eventually, you both pull away, needing to breathe. For a while, you both stare into each other's eyes. Heeseung rests his forehead against yours, his lips a bit swollen as he pants and his breath feels hot against your lips.

After a moment of intense silence, he speaks, his voice sounding a bit hoarse and it's as if he's talking to himself rather than to you. "You don't hate me."

You reply, "Of course not. How could I?" Gently caressing his cheek with your thumb, you whisper, "You're the only person here who's been kind to me."

Something in his eyes changes — you're unable to pinpoint exactly what it is but you don't ask either. He gulps, still breathing heavily, still looking into your eyes and then asks you with a soft wavering voice, "Why did you kiss me?"

It isn't his question that catches you by surprise but the look in his eyes that make him seem like he's expecting or hoping for a certain answer. If you were to look away, you could answer him honestly; "it was to help calm you down" but you can't look away, not when he's staring at you so intensely, not when he looks like he's begging you to say something specific as he waits for your answer. Your breath hitches as you think, unsure of what to say to him.

But it seems that you were silent for way too long. Breaking eye contact with you to look at the ground, Heeseung takes a step back and his hand rubs the back of his neck for a short moment.

"Did you only kiss me to shut me up?" He chuckles after he says that but the slight bitterness in his voice is evident.

"I'm sorry, I panicked. I was trying to calm you down," you eventually say.

He simply stares at you as if you just said the most absurd thing ever; eyes wide, eyebrows raised, mouth slightly open. After realising that you're actually serious, he grabs your hand and slowly brings it to rest on his chest, giving you the chance to pull your hand away at any moment if you wish. "Can you feel it?" He softly asks.

You know what he's talking about — his heartbeat right underneath your fingertips... but you can't feel it nor hear it. Thus, you replace your hand with your ear, resting your head on his chest as you try to at least hear his heartbeat.

Thump thump, thump thump, thump thump.

It's faint but you can hear it... and it's beating quite fast for a vampire. You've heard that vampires have a slower heart rate than everyone else's and right now, you'd say his heart is beating pretty fast, just slightly above an average human's. You can feel his breathing too, it's a bit laboured.

When you pull away to look back up at him, you're greeted by a blushing Heeseung who asks you with a small smile, "Get it?"

Is he trying to say that you make him nervous?

Shaking your head no at him, you're still a bit confused as to what he's trying to convey. At your response, he sighs, runs his hand through his hair and then whispers to you, "How am I supposed to calm down when you're kissing me?"

That's when the realisation hits you. "Oh..." you whisper, now getting it.

"Yeah..." he whispers back then lightly chuckles. Placing his hand on the door behind you a moment later, he leans into you and continues in a low voice, "You wanna know how you can calm me down?"

That low voice makes you feel weird things, you just can't resist entertaining him when he speaks like that. "What?" You ask, your voice also low.

"You can hug me." Raising an eyebrow at him, you hum for him to continue, a bit surprised at the answer. "I like hugs," he continues with a boyish smile.

"You want a hug?"

With the same smile, he softly says, "Yeah."

"If you say please, I'll give you one."

He wastes no time. "Please," he says with a bright smile and hopeful eyes.

How could you say no to him when he looks so cute? So you hug him, wrapping your arms around his torso and resting your head on his shoulder. He immediately hugs you back, his grip on you a bit tight but you don't mind, not when he feels so warm and comforting.

After a long moment of just hugging each other, you can't help but playfully ask, "Are you calm now?"

"I don't know," he starts. "Maybe you can check my pulse to find out?"

You can practically hear the smirk in his voice as he says that. You're not sure what he's hoping to get out of it — maybe he just wants your hands on his neck... or maybe he just likes to tease you. Whatever it is, you can't help but roll your eyes.

Suddenly, a fun idea pops up inside your head and you nonchalantly reply, "Okay."

Grabbing his face with both of your hands, you pull his head back to look at his neck. As your hands move to make him look up, your eyes take in every millimetre of his neck, specifically the spaces underneath his jawline, trying to find a pulse. Fortunately, it doesn't take you a long time.

"W-wait wait wait wait-" He gasps as your tongue probes at his pulse, his hands now moving to grip your shoulders. You only did it to tease him — you like it when he's flustered, but surprisingly, you can actually feel his pulse underneath your tongue. Intrigued, you pause your actions to count his heart rate, as weird and funny as that sounds.

You're not really surprised when you feel it beating rapidly. After a few seconds, he gives out a shaky exhale and says, "Is this a normal thing humans do?"

You chuckle at his words and then quickly bite down on the spot. He gives out a choked moan in response and further tightens his grip on your shoulder. "Aw, is baby flustered?" You tease him, unable to help yourself.

He can only whine your name as your tongue starts swirling around the same spot.

"You're so responsive... I love it," you whisper to him, your voice making him shiver. "And to think, I'm only playing with your neck. Is it that sensitive?"

As you start sucking on the small bit of skin in between your teeth, his jaw moves in an attempt to answer you but you don't hear his voice at all — he doesn't speak, not even when you're done giving him a hickey, not even when you're done giving him three. Pulling back, you take a moment to admire the small bruises on his neck but as time goes by and nothing changes, you begin to realise something.

"Why aren't they disappearing?" You comment, a bit alarmed.

However, Heeseung doesn't seem that concerned. He shrugs it off and replies with half-lidded eyes, "Ah, it's fine, it'll go away eventually."

"Is that normal?" You ask, still a bit hesitant.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry."

Deciding to take his word for it, you continue leaving hickeys on his neck. He hums in approval, his breathing hot and heavy and you eventually lose count of how many you actually gave him. When you pull back to look at his neck again, it's already half-covered with small bruises; all of them still bright red.

Just the sight of it makes something inside you snap and you can't help but ask him, "You don't mind me touching you right, Hee baby?"

With his head a bit dizzy, Heeseung struggles a bit to speak, "N-no, you can... you can touch me all you want."

"I can touch you anywhere?" You smirk, already knowing what you're going to do to him.

"Anywhere you want," he softly replies.

At his words, your hands waste no time moving to his torso, touching every part of it from his shoulders, then to his collarbones, then to his chest. His breath hitches when your hands move across his nipples but you don't stop to play with them — you continue moving your hands down to his abdomen. As you do so, you ask him, "I can touch you here?"

"Mhmm." His eyes automatically close as he says that, wanting to focus on your hands touching his body.

Seeing him relaxed and full of anticipation at the same time only spurs you on and so, you move one of your hands to squeeze his ass. He gasps and jumps in response, not expecting that to happen.

"What about here?" Your teasing tone only seems to make him melt.

"Y-yeah," he breathlessly says as he rests his head on your shoulder, his hands now gripping your waist.

Further teasing him, you slowly move your hand from his ass to grip his dick through his pants. "Even here?" You ask him with a raised eyebrow.

He can't stop himself from moaning and pushing back into your hand at the contact. But before he could reply, you're already talking while feeling him up, "Wow, you're already kinda hard. Does this turn you on, hm? Being groped like a whore?"

Giving out another moan, he starts grinding into your hand as if to show you how turned on he is. He doesn't say anything but you can practically guess what he's thinking right inside his head; feel it, feel how hard you make me. You push your hand against his dick harder and he hisses in response. "You like that? Being my whore? Letting me play with your dick however I want, whenever I want?"

"Yes," he moans. "Just use me."

"Now, now. Where are your manners?" You ask as your other hand starts playing with his left nipple through his shirt.

At first, he stays quiet for a while, not wanting to answer you but as your fingers pinch his nipple, he jumps and squeaks out, "Please!"

"Please what?" You can feel his dick getting harder through his pants and just to tease him further, you play with his tip, pressing and swirling your thumb against it over and over again.

With a groan, he relents surprisingly quickly, "Please use me how-however you want. I really need your hands on me, please."

"I'm already touching you though?"

"No..." He trails off with a hiss. "Can I please take off my pants?"

As you feign thinking, he hurriedly continues, "Please, I need to feel your hands on my dick, please? I'll do whatever you want, I'm your whore. Just please touch me, it feels really good. I need it so much. Please."

"Needy today, huh?" It's a bit surprising, honestly, you were expecting him to give more of a fight based on the last time you hooked up, but nevertheless, he's still cute. Plus, it makes your job easier.

In response, he just hums, simply agreeing with whatever you're saying without a second thought. Satisfied with his pleas and answers, you tell him that he can take his pants off and he quickly does so, his movements hurried and sloppy, desperate to get it off as quick as he can. Once his pants are discarded on the floor like a metre away, you pull him into you by gripping his hips and then you pin him to the door right behind you.

Immediately, he leans against it and his hands go to grip your waist again but you quickly grab his wrists and pin them right beside his head. Leaning closer to his ear, you sternly tell him, "Keep your hands there, got it?"

He gulps and nods at your authoritative tone. You then take a good look at his dick since you didn't really get to last time — you notice that it's lanky, average girth, with a slight curve to the left and circumcised. It's also hard but that's already obvious. In a way, it suits him and you think it's pretty, just like him.

When you look back up at him, you can't help but smile at the shy expression he gives you. Whispering into his ear, you say, "You have such a pretty dick... but do you know how to use it?"

Biting his lip, he slowly shakes his head no. As your right hand go to unbutton his shirt, you continue, unable to mask the excitement in your voice, "Well that doesn't matter. I can always teach you how." You let your fingers brush along his shaft, your touch barely there as you continue, "And when you do learn, I might let you fuck me one day." The response he gives you is cute; he quickly nods his head and pleads with you. "Would you like that?"

"Yes," he gasps, trying his best to not buck his hips. "Please."

"Alright, baby." Finally deciding to give him what he wants and put him out of his misery, you spit on your hand and start stroking his dick. Your spit makes your hand move easily and after a few moments of stroking, he gives out a loud moan, throwing his head back when you suddenly squeeze his dick — hard.

"You want people to hear us again?" You teasingly comment.

He nods and replies, "Yes... wanna... let them know... how... good you make me... feel."

"How dirty." You can't stop your smile of fondness from appearing or the chuckle that comes right after.

"I'm... your whore... remember?" Despite being paired with gasps and moans, his remark still manages to come out playful.

"Go ahead then, baby." He whimpers as your hand starts stimulating his tip. "Let everyone know who's making you feel so good. Your voice is too pretty for you to be quiet anyway."

Your right hand finally finishes unbuttoning his shirt. Without wasting any second, you touch his bare skin, running your hand all over his torso. His body's response intrigues you; everywhere your fingers go, his skin beneath you twitches and you're just using your hands. Imagine using your mouth — luckily, you don't need to imagine since he's right there.

The sound of his moan is so loud this time that it almost echoes across the room if it weren't for the room having many carpets. And to think that all you did was lick his chest. Granted, you did pinch his nipple while tightly squeezing his balls as you do so but who cares? He's so fun to play with, you just want to keep him like this for hours... but unfortunately, you're pretty sure that class is about to start soon, which means many people walking through the hallways.

Thus, you pick up the pace, trying to get him to quickly reach his high. Your left hand quickly moves up and down his shaft, your right hand goes to fondle his balls and your mouth starts sucking on one of his nipples — you doubt he's going to last long since his body is so sensitive. And based on his constant moaning and twitching, you can tell that you're right.

As you continue, he suddenly speaks, "I... I can't get our first time out of my head. I-it's like- it's like you're... haunting me." He moans when you lightly bite down on his nipple, his hips accidentally bucking into your hand. "Every time I close my eyes... I remember it again... I see it vividly... and I... I want to do it again with you... Did you... put a love spell on me... or something?"

As he continues to talk, a small uneasy feeling makes itself known to you — the kind of feeling that makes you feel as if something is wrong. It makes you furrow your eyebrows in suspicion as to what it could possibly be... but as you look at the man in front of you, you quickly understand. Just one look at him and you can tell that he's not in his right state of mind and you're pretty sure that he's just blurting out whatever's coming to his mind at this time. You can't shake away the thought that whatever he's saying right now is too private. You don't believe you should hear this, at least, not right now.

Worrying that he might end up regretting whatever he's saying, you tell him, "Heeseung, I don't want to hear anything else come out of your mouth except those pretty sounds you make, okay?"

And just to be safe, you insert two of your fingers into his mouth. As your fingers press against his tongue, he hums in response, closing his mouth and then he starts sucking on them. His tongue swirls around your fingers as he looks at you with half-lidded eyes.

Your hand goes to abuse his tip, your thumb swirling the precum around and pressing down on it again and again while your other hand continues to keep his mouth busy. His body shakes at your actions and suddenly, he quickly pulls your hand away from his mouth to say something.

"I'm gonna cum, what if-"

"You can cum, Hee baby. Go on, cum for me. You can do that for me, right?" Your voice sounds so sweet that he just wants to do whatever you say.

"But it- it's gonna get messy..." he whines and trails off. Despite his worries, his hips start bucking uncontrollably into your hand, trying to catch his high anyway — he doesn't want to stop but a small part of his conscious brain still worries about how he'll clean up his mess.

"Don't worry, baby. We can clean it up," you reassure him. "Go on, be a good boy and cum for me. And keep your hands back up."

"Okay- I..." He puts his hands back up and sucks in a deep breath as he feels himself reaching his high. That conscious part of him from earlier disappears and now, he's almost chanting, "Thank you. Thank you thank you thank-"

The moment you start harshly sucking on his neck again, he's gone; with a loud and long moan, his hips thrust into your hand and streams of cum messily come out of him, getting all over your hand, onto your pants and even onto the floor. His body is shuddering and his eyes are rolled to the back of his head as your hand starts milking him for all he's got.

You coo at him, "Good boy, baby. Such a good boy for me."

"Please-" He squeaks, head thrown back against the door. You don't stop touching him though, not even when his streaks of cum stop coming out, not even when he starts uncontrollably trembling at every touch of your hand. One of your hands continues to quickly stroke his dick while the other fondles his balls, alternating from left and right. As you squeeze them, he gasps and whimpers your name.

"You're being such a good boy, baby... just taking whatever I give you." You start licking his chest, from his navel to his nipple. Heeseung shuts his eyes tight as his body continues to tremble against his will, his hands now in fists beside his head. As you play with his nipple, sucking on it and swirling your tongue around it, his back arches and he can't stop himself from thrusting in and out of your hand.

"You can cum for me one more time, right?"

He groans in response, nodding. "A-a... any... thiiing... f-for... y-you."

Letting go of his nipple to whisper in his ear, you say, "Right, you did say that you're my whore."

"Y-yes, yes, yes." He gasps.

So you continue touching and stimulating him until he cums again. Throughout it, he doesn't speak at all, only making pretty noises while his body trembles. It doesn't take long before he cums again. This time, it comes as a surprise — he didn't tell you that he's close. Perhaps he, himself didn't know that he was or maybe he wasn't paying attention, too busy being lost in his own bliss. Either way, based on his reaction, it seems that he's also surprised; he cums with a scream, his voice echoes throughout the room, his eyes tightly closed, and his hips stop moving but he's still trembling all over as another shot of his cum comes out of him.

So gorgeous.

You slow down your movements, not wanting to push him too much, until you eventually stop. Heeseung pants in front of you, looking helpless and blissed out.

"See, I knew you had it in you." As you slowly coax him back to reality, you slowly become aware of how uncomfortably wet your panties are. But you push that aside for now.

It takes him a moment to come back to reality and when he does, he still feels a bit dizzy. His hands go to grip your shoulder and waist for support and you hug him to soothe and comfort him, rubbing your hand on his back — the hand that's cleaner than the other. A moment later, he breathes out a soft thank you, feeling a bit spent.

"I'll... clean everything up," he breathlessly says while hugging you. You pat his head while his arms wrap themselves tightly around you.

"That's okay, baby. I have tissues in my bag. We'll clean it up together, yeah?"

He doesn't answer you and instead, asks for a kiss. Of course, you give it to him. How could you ever say no to this man? The kiss is unsurprisingly hot, heavy and messy, your tongues intertwine together just like your breaths. He moans into it and then pulls back to kiss your neck.

"Your turn?" He whispers into your neck, his breath hot against it. You close your eyes as he starts kissing and licking your neck, his tongue hot and wet swirling on a certain spot. You grab his shoulder as he continues, and then, a moment later, you feel his sharp fangs graze against your neck but before you could make sense of what's happening, he quickly pulls away, stopping himself.

"Sorry, can I-" He gives out a shaky breath. "I wanna... make you cum." He whispers out the last part. It was so soft that you almost didn’t hear it.

"You wanna make me cum?" You whisper back, your eyes still closed, now fully aware of the tension in between your legs.

"Yeah." His hands tenderly touch your body as he says that, going down from your shoulder to your breast and finally coming to rest on your waist.

"Sure."

He kisses you again but compared to your last few kisses, this one's short. Pulling away from you, he says, "We should- uh... change positions? Would it be easier for you?"

"Ah, yeah, okay." Despite your voice sounding nonchalant, your pussy throbs at the anticipation of finally getting the attention it craves. After you both change positions, with you now leaning against the wall and him in front of you, his hands go to unbutton your shirt and unhook your bra as he kisses you.

Gripping his hair, you pull him away from you — which earns you a moan. "Go fast, I think it's almost time for class."

"There's still tons of time," he reassures you. "Barely anyone has class in this building anyway. Don't worry."

Trying to reassure you, he gives you a smile and goes back to tenderly kissing your neck. It seems that there's a clash of wants — you just want to cum while he probably just wants to take his time with you. You're about to protest but his hands and mouth on your body make you change your mind, at least for now. With his hands kneading your breasts and his mouth slowly moving from your neck to your breasts, you give out a defeated sigh.

"Fine."

With a triumphant smile, he mumbles a thank you into your skin. His mouth is now sucking your left breast, his tongue swirling around your areola and the nub, making your pussy wetter by the second. The urge to touch your pussy grows as he continues his actions. One of his hands plays with your right breast while the other goes to unbutton your pants.

All of a sudden, he lightly bites down on your breast and you jump in response, unable to stop your moan from coming out. "Fuck, your mouth feels so good."

He moans too but his moan comes out muffled against your breast. After a while, your hand grips his hair and he hisses as you move his mouth to your other breast. "Keep going baby, you're doing so good. Such a good boy for me, aren't you?"

The praise only spurs him on, his movements now getting bolder. Wasting no time, he begins to kiss it and then lick it, until finally, he takes it into his mouth, harshly sucking on the mound. You hiss and arch your back in response. With your pants now on the ground, your legs start to feel cold but your core is still hot and wet, demanding attention.

Eventually, he finally moves on, leaving your breasts to kiss down to your navel. Every kiss he leaves you is tender yet hot against your skin, just like his hands on your body. Once he reaches your navel, he kneels down and as you let him put one of your legs over his shoulder, his face is now very close to your crotch. Even so, he still doesn't give your pussy any attention yet. Instead, he starts at your inner thighs, specifically the one on his shoulder, slowly licking up closer and closer to your heat as his hands continuously move up and down your thighs. He stops where your thigh meets your groin and starts taking a small bit of your skin into his mouth to suck and bite on it.

You let him leave a hickey there — it's not like you can't hide it anyway. After he's done, he pulls away to admire his mark on you with a small satisfied smile but just as you thought he'd finally start eating you out, he starts the same thing over again, except this time, on your other thigh. You groan, beginning to get frustrated.

He seems to find it amusing, given by the fact that you can feel him softly chuckling into your thigh as he kisses it. "Heeseung." Your stern yet breathless voice only makes him smirk.

"Hmm?"

"You're being a brat," you hiss at him.

Pulling away from your thigh, he looks up at you with a defiant smirk and coyly says, "I'm only taking my time."

But as he moves to continue his actions, your authoritative voice makes him pause and shiver. "Heeseung, I will literally slap you." You're in no mood to take things slow, you just want to cum. That's all you want — to finally release all this built-up tension in your pussy.

"Kinky," he mumbles with a pout. It's not because he doesn't like being slapped — it's actually something he's willing to try especially during sex as long as you like it, but he's just pouting because he didn't get to-

Giving a frustrated sigh, you say to him, "You can leave a hickey there after I cum, damn it."

His face lights up as you say that and his hand grips your thigh. "Promise?"

"Yes!" You hiss. "Now be a good boy and make me cum."

Wasting no time, he hums and nods at your command, moving his mouth to your clothed pussy. He buries his nose and mouth in your heat, you can't stop a moan from escaping at the contact. His mouth starts kissing you, over and over again as his nose bumps against your clit.

"Fuck," you mutter, your hands gripping his hair tighter as he starts licking a long strip. It's relieving honestly — your pussy finally getting the attention it so craves... but it's not enough. You want his mouth on you, without anything else in the way. Thus, you tell him to take it off and he hums, acknowledging your command... but after a while, your panties are still on and he hasn't made a move to remove it, he just keeps on slowly eating you out with a smirk. When you finally realise that he's doing this deliberately, you snap.

"Heeseung!" Your voice is louder than you expected. "Take them off, for fuck's sake." Then, as if your mouth is on auto-pilot, you continue, "Do you want me to fucking slap you, huh? Is that what you want? You want me to fucking snap, don't you? Want me to pin you down and fuck you till your brain doesn't work anymore?"

At your words, Heeseung feels a bit intimidated but he can't help but also feel turned on at the same time. He moans into you and as he pulls away to pull down your panties, you continue, "Finally starting to take me seriously, huh? You're such a fucking brat, I swear to God, Heeseung. You just want to get punished, don't you?"

"God, you're so wet," he moans into you when he finally buries his face into your pussy again, without your panties this time.

Finally feeling his mouth on your heat, you moan in relief, pushing his head closer to your pussy while leaning against the door. His tongue starts licking up all your juices while his nose continuously bumps against your clit. Then, he starts sucking it, causing you to arch your back. "Fuck. That's right baby, keep going," you say, your tone now way calmer than before.

He hums into you as he continues to eat you out just the way you like, swirling and pressing his tongue against your pussy, sucking it, slurping up all of your juices. Your free hand now goes to play with your breast, massaging it while stimulating your nipple at the same time. His cums smears on your breasts as you do so but you couldn't care less about being clean right now.

When he inserts his tongue into your core, you loudly moan, your hand squeezing your breast tightly. And as he continues, sliding his tongue in and out of you, your pussy starts tightening around it and you gasp, "Fuck, I'm getting close. Don't you dare stop, you little brat, you hear me? I know you're thinking about it."

Gripping his hair tightly, you grind his face into your pussy, using him like a toy as you keep up a steady rhythm. He doesn't mind, of course he doesn't. He did say that you can use him however you want. And to help you reach your high, his hand moves to stimulate your clit, rubbing it in circles.

Here it comes, the release you've been seeking; there's that familiar knot in your stomach and with the help of his mouth and hand, you finally reach your climax with a moan, cumming all over his face as you bask in your release. Heeseung continues eating you out throughout it, taking in all of your juices in his mouth, not letting a single drop escape. His movements grow slower as time goes by until he eventually stops and pulls away, only to leave that hickey he so wanted on your thigh.

By the time he's done, you've gained your consciousness back. Still breathing heavily, you caress his head and softly say, "Thanks."

He licks your thigh one last time and then gets up to kiss you, wrapping his arms around you in a hug while doing so. You let him, not really bothered by the taste of you in his mouth. But the kiss doesn't last long since you're still breathing heavily.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you," you say after pulling away from him.

"It's okay," he says, resting his forehead against yours, his breathing also still heavy. Your hands move to cup his face and with a swipe of your thumb, you collect your cum on his face and feed it back to him. His lips part when your thumb touches them, and he obediently sucks it without protest.

"Good boy," you praise.

You pull your thumb away from his mouth. As his arms unwrap themselves from you, you lean against the door and give out a heavy sigh. Looking back at him, you say, "We should clean ourselves up and get dressed."

With a nod, he agrees, going to get the tissues from your bag that was by the piano. When he comes back with it, you both clean up the mess you both made; first, you both clean yourselves — although Heeseung prefers to clean you more with his mouth than with the tissues, then, you clean the floor and the door that still had streaks of his cum on them, and finally, you clean your clothes.

It's when he buttons up his shirt, you notice something strange.

"The hickeys are still there," you mention, now alarmed again.

Heeseung also gets alarmed, quickly taking out his phone to see himself but then chuckles a second later when he sees how he looks through the screen. "Damn, I looked fucked up," he mumbles.

His hand grazes the still bright red bruises on his neck and his eyebrows furrow at them when he doesn't see them healing. He turns to you and asks, "Did you drink something?"

"What?" You question as your hands are buttoning your shirt.

"Did you drink a potion or something today?" He asks, still looking at himself through the screen, his eyes looking slightly dark.

You pause your actions as you try to remember.

Potion...

Oh!

You remember now. It was during Tuesday's alchemy class where Heeseung unfortunately wasn't there. You remember that your lecturer taught the class about a new potion. Apparently, it's a consumption potion which means it only works if you consume it and he so kindly let you drink some of it after he finished explaining its properties. The colour of it was a very rich shade of blue and it smelled like the ocean... but the taste was... unpleasant, to say the least.

His voice rings across your mind, "So what it does is that it drastically slows down someone's regeneration ability, not yours but anyone you touch. Use with caution, alright. Don't be killing anyone. That's against the law."

"Oh... yeah, yeah I did. During alchemy class yesterday," you say, continuing to get dressed.

"Was it blue?" He puts his phone back in his pocket and continues buttoning his shirt.

"Yeah."

"Ah... no wonder."

You expect him to continue speaking but instead, he keeps quiet and simply tries to smooth out the wrinkles on his shirt. Eventually, you ask him a question that's on your mind, hoping that he's not annoyed or angry at you for leaving too many obvious hickeys on his neck. "But what are you gonna do?"

Please don't be angry at me.

"Oh, for these?" He shows you his neck, tapping the bruises on it. Then, with a smirk, he continues, "I'll keep them. Thanks."

"Are you sure?" You stare at him, surprised at his response.

Nodding, he reassures you, "Yeah, It's no problem. It'll go away eventually."

For the second time today, you decide to take his word for it. However, you can't help but wonder how long the potion's effect will last — maybe a couple of days? Hopefully not.

When you both finally finish making yourselves look presentable again, the comfortable silence you both share suddenly turns tense and awkward. You're unsure why but the reason makes itself known to you as you make your way to grab your bag.

Heeseung calls out your name. He sounds a bit nervous as he softly asks you, "What are we?"

Grabbing your bag, you think about it for a couple of seconds. "Hm, I guess... friends with benefits?"

"Oh..." He slowly nods, looking down at the floor.

"Unless you don't want that. This can be a one-time thing if you want."

"Nono, I-" He quickly says. "I just..." Taking a deep breath, he brings his head up to make eye contact with you and continues, his voice soft and a bit unsure, "I want something more..."

You look at him as soon as you hear that; he stands there, still near the door, with his posture straight and his face serious as he looks at you. "What?" You can't help but say.

Gathering all his courage, he nods to himself and continues, "I want to date you."

Surprise is the only word that describes how you feel right now. Never in a million years would you ever think that someone here actually likes you, much less want to date you. You've never even thought about dating a supernatural before either. And although you do like Heeseung... you're still unsure if you like him more than just a friend or not. Unsure of how to reply to his sudden confession, you end up just staring at him.

At your lack of response, his cheeks begin to turn pink again and says in a shaky voice, "If that's... a bit too much then it's alright." He gives you a reassuring smile, hoping that you don't feel pressured to reciprocate his feelings. "I don't mind just being friends with you."

"Heeseung, I'm sorry, I'm not too sure," you begin. "I mean, you're the only person who's been kind to me here. I'm not sure if I like you that way... and I wouldn't want you to fall in love with me, only for me to realise later that I never really liked you more than a friend in the first place."

Silence fills the air again as he takes in your words.

"Would you... give me a chance, at least?" He finally says. "Like at least let me take you on a date? Please?" As he looks at you with such cute and innocent eyes, you find yourself smiling at him. "I can show you the world if you want..." and ever so softly, he says his next sentence, "If you promise to show me yours."

His voice sounds melodious as he says that — you could hear the genuineness and hopefulness in his voice. And as you both stand there, just staring at each other, you begin to think to yourself; why not?

"Where would you take me?"

His face immediately lights up as you say that and you can't help but laugh at his cuteness.

"Anywhere you want," he replies with a bright smile, the kind of smile that could make the whole world stop and stare.

"Okay," you softly say, walking closer to him and giving him your hand.

For the first time in your life, you find yourself feeling excited about leaving your dorm, you find yourself anticipating to explore the world that you were so hesitant to get to know. It's as if your worries about laying low suddenly don't exist. And even though you're not really dating, you still can't stop the wide smile on your face as he meets you halfway, taking your hand in his and lacing your fingers together.

"Thank you," he whispers, bringing your hand to his lips to place a soft kiss on it.

"Thank you," you reply.

"For what?" He looks at you with a smile, slightly confused at your words.

Many things — for being kind to you, for being your friend, for not judging you just because you're human, and honestly, many more. But what comes out of your mouth is a simple, "Not every human has the honour of having a potential vampire boyfriend."

His laugh is bright and rich, music to your ears. His eyes crinkle as he laughs and his smile is wide. Just the sight of him laughing wholeheartedly makes your heart feel full. When he finishes laughing, his demeanour changes a bit to a playful one, leaning closer to whisper in your ear with that low voice and that signature boyish smile, "I can be much more than a vampire boyfriend."

"I have no doubt about it," you say to him as you try to calm down your beating heart.

Grabbing your bag from you with his other hand, he says, "Let me walk you to your dorm."

"Okay."

As you both reach the door, you take a look back and scan the room, just to make sure that everything's as it should be. You look back at him when you're done; he has his hand on the door as he asks you, "Ready?"

Nodding at him, you let him open the door and walk you to your dorm, your hands entwine together the whole walk.

#enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #supernatural au #college au #enhypen hyung line #vampire #dom!reader #sub!enhypen #sub!idol #vampire!heeseung #heeseung smut #enha smut #heeseung hard hours #kpop smut

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darkbluekies · 2 years

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❐Oneshots

Back to masterlist

♥︎ = yandere

🖤 = dark themes

♡ = fluff

👥️️ = horror

♤ = mafia

🌧 = angst

☆ = personal favorites

Intruder — part 1

Intruder 2024 vers [♥︎🖤👥️☆]

Intruder — part 2

In the hands of a madman [♥︎🖤]

Own you [♥︎♡☆]

Only mine [♥︎♡♤]

Teddy bear [♥︎🖤]

For myself [♥︎♤👥️☆]

For myself, pt. 2 [♥︎♤🖤]

Toxic spring breeze [♥︎♡]

Masquerade massacre / Dance with death [♥︎🖤👥️☆]

Alternative ending [♥︎🖤👥️]

Break you [♥︎🖤👥️♤]

Not a joking matter [♥︎♤🌧]

Jealousy makes people blind [♥︎🖤]

In the middle of the night [♥︎♡☆🖤]

I'd kill for you! [♥︎♡🌧☆]

Run, my little dove [♡♥︎♤]

The cynical playhouse [♥︎🖤👥️☆🌧♡]

I've got my eye on you [♥︎♡]

I'll take care of you [♥︎♡]

Escaping a madman[♥︎]

My valentine[♥︎♡]

"Do you like me too?" [♡♥︎]

Cat & Mouse [♥︎🖤🌧👥️☆]

Hold my heart [🖤♥︎♡🌧]

In a maze of horror [♥︎♡🖤]

You can't hide from me [♥︎🖤👥️]

Monopoly boy [♥︎♡ — a bit nsfw]

White bunny [♥︎🌧♤]

The witty and uncanny [♥︎♡♤☆]

Catch the queen[♥︎🖤]

Young Love ♥︎♡🌧

Stay like this [♥︎♤♡]

Best for you [♥︎🖤👥️️♤🌧]

Bewitched [♥︎♡🖤👥️] — ALL CHARACTERS

Hurting [♥︎♡] — a bit suggestive

Deja vu / welcome home [♥︎👥️️]

Hunted [♥︎🖤👥️️♤]

P.O.V [♥︎🖤👥️☆♤🌧]

In our own world [♥︎♡]

Panic point [♥︎♡]

Dance, my puppet [♥︎]

Drunk off of you [♥︎♤] — suggestive

In the basement [♥︎🖤👥️♤🌧]

Secrets [♤♥︎🖤👥️☆]

Uncanny connection [♤♥︎🖤👥️🌧]

Stolen part [♥︎♤🌧]

Like a fly in a trap [🖤♡♥︎🌧]

Things you shouldn't see [♥︎🖤]

Make things right? Or make them worse? [♥︎🖤👥️🌧]

Be mine (you have no fucking choice) [♥︎🖤♤ ☆ ]

Sweet like a Dior lip balm <3 [♥︎♡]

Saying 'I do' is like a death wish [♥︎🖤♤ ]

I'm never going away[♥︎♡]

Let her burn [♥︎🖤]

Starstruck [♥︎♡]

A little game [♥︎🖤👥️🌧☆]

Be good for me [♥︎🖤]

In the dungeon [♥︎🌧♡]

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xsleepinggoodx · 5 months

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Hi hi! Could I request some f!reader x souya/angry fluff? Like how he would react to f!reader being pregnant with his child. I personally think that Souya would be very nervous about the pregnancy, while also being insanely protective of f!reader when she is pregnant.

Like souya would be more worried about the pregnancy than f!reader. And if or when souya finds out that f!reader is having twins or triplets, his anxiety would definitely go through the roof.

You don't have to do this if you want to or don't have the time for it, I don't mind. I hope you're having a nice day/night and remember to look after yourself!

-🌧 anon

My first request😭💕

Thank you so much anon! This request is so freaking cute!!!

I hope you enjoy this and thank you for requesting me! Have a lovely day! ♡

I love angry sm☺️

WARNINGS: fluff. Reader is female. She/her pronouns. Pregnancy, Souya being the greenest flag ever.

I was listening to this song while writing this so feel free to listen to it too!

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When you revealed to Souya that you’re pregnant, he cried tears of joy.

He was so excited that you and him were gonna have a cute family together and spammed messages to everyone in toman that you, his precious wife was pregnant.

Of course he was very nervous and insisted that he does everything for you. He even asked Nahoya to give him break days from their ramen shop to stay at home and be with you. Making sure you’re safe and happy.

Don’t ever think you can even wash a dish in your home with Souya around, as soon as he sees you’re done with your food he takes it and washes it, acting like a complete housewife💀with his apron on too😭

He always offers to give you massages or offers you back scratches. If you ask, he’s already behind you, caressing your back. Even though his face is still his usual angry expression, all he can think about is how lucky and excited he is to have such a beautiful wife who’s pregnant. He can’t stop thinking of all the baby clothes he gets to see on his child and how your baby will look like a mini version of both of you.

Speaking of baby clothes, he will online shop with you😭💕 both of you picking clothes for boy or girl (even if you don’t know the gender yet) he doesn’t care, as long as a child is born, he’s happy.

He is gonna tend to all your pregnancy cravings as well. No matter how bizarre or odd they are, he’ll even try them with you and you’ll both rate in 1-10😭.

If you’re having twins, he’s even more concerned for your pain and safety, he promises he’s gonna be with you through all the hard stress and pain. If you’ve happened to have morning sickness, he’ll provide everything for you. A heating pad, warm fluffy blankets, medicine, you name it. If you need to throw up, he’ll safely guide you to the bathroom and hold your hair up for you, caressing your back and comforting you with his words.

Souya will definitely be more worried than you are, especially if you’re having twins, or triplets. He’s always gonna ask you if you’re okay or need anything from him.

I also think he’s gonna make you his best recipe soups and give them to you. Always happy to make you comfortable and loved in your pregnancy.

If you feel unattractive during your pregnancy, he’s not taking any of that! You’re carrying a whole baby in your tummy! Two!! Or three!! How do you not feel like the most beautiful important woman in his life. He will reassure you and call you beautiful when you least expect it.

When your water will break, he rushes you to the hospital and will be with you every step of the way,

I bet you’ll just be patiently waiting for the baby to arrive, playing games on your phone or you brought your Nintendo to play on, while he’s just flabbergasted at how calm you are.

He loves you and can’t wait to enter this new chapter of life with you. If you ask him to be with you during the birth, he’ll hold your hand, kiss you, comfort you, distract you from the pain. He’ll encourage you and fill your mind with how strong and beautiful you are, even after you give birth.

If you’ve asked to have him outside the room as you’re giving birth, he’ll walk around in worry and distress, just praying for you and the baby to live.

When the baby is born, clean and sleeping soundly, he’s so happy and completely attacks you with kisses. Telling you how grateful he is to have you. Takes pictures of the baby and sends them to Toman, telling you every wish and compliment you’ve received.

Will ask Nahoya to bring soup and food for you after birth.

If your child is a girl, he will spoil the heck out of her, buying her toys, clothes, etc. she’ll be his little girl and he couldn’t be more happier to be living a life with his two precious girls.

If your child is a boy, he’ll also spoil him, and buy him whatever he wants. Pretending to teach him how to fight like him. I also imagine that he wouldn’t want his child to participate in gangs like he did. So he’d keep his gang life stories from your son until he’s mature enough to hear them and not want to join.

Regardless of the gender of the baby, he’ll love it and you so much and will swear on his life to protect you both, he will always adore you no matter what.

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Thank you so much again for requesting anon. I really hope you liked this as much as I had fun writing it.

If I keep getting more requests, I will open them so anyone can ask me to write.

Bye y’all💕🌹

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macaroonff · 1 year

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🌧The Bus Stop- Bang Chan

Repost...

Genre: Strangers to acquaintances, first sight (curiosity, not love),fluff Pairing: Bang Chan x Gender Neutral Reader Content Warnings: None imo, do let me know if there's any Word Count: 956 words Song Rec: Another Day- Stray Kids

Your butt was wet, and if it hadn’t been for the bus stop’s glass cover, you would’ve been drenched from head to toe.

The bus stop seemed to be more of a curse than a blessing. While it protected you from the rain, its waterproof seats kept piling on water while you made the mistake of sitting on it.

The roof had the raindrops falling onto your shoes while most of them continued sliding down the sides into the irregular patches of sward and while your eyes trailed along the falling raindrops you couldn’t help but compare the weather’s spontaneity to your repetitious life. Where monotony silenced whatever sparing plans you made.

Within this unvarying life of yours was a man, standing in front of you, his black umbrella now put down on one side and his earphones dangling from a zip pocket. You’d notice him on evenings, when he’d board the bus before yours, dressed in a simple monochromatic outfit. A black hoodie with sweats and a big laptop bag which he tries to hide.

It wasn’t strange that you took an interest in the man, because he was the only other person waiting for the 16:00 o'clock bus route. It was an untimely hour with the lack of office goers or students. You’d rather work from home but you’d usually have to visit the studio to finalise designs and communicate with your colleagues.

The rain didn’t want to stop and your bus hadn’t arrived. Even your solar-powered watch was mangled. The only thing that let you know that time wasn’t stopped were the crows on the tree, and the restlessness of the man beside you.

It would be a lie if you said you weren’t as nervous as him, judging by the way he played with his toes or rubbed the inside of his palm. It would be better if you were to start a conversation. It’s not like you could ignore him forever.

So you do, and in the dumbest way you possibly could.

“Nice weather isn’t it.” you blurt out without a thought.

That was not the kind of ice breaker you were going for. As if it wasn’t obvious, it wasn’t nice weather at all. It was disastrous.

An awkward silence is hung about in the air and as if to confirm your thoughts, the man simply looks at you, looks back at the rain, then towards the cloudy skies and gives you a small smile.

“It’s good weather for staying inside I suppose.”

You were thankful he was being pleasant about it, and didn’t mark you as a complete fool.

You look back and forth between your damaged watch and his black phone, unsure of what to say next.

“Erm, what time is it? My watch is damaged because of the rain.”

“It’s 6pm.” he replies.

It had been two hours since you were waiting here, and you could tell as your legs felt numb and your bottom, as mentioned previously, was soaking wet. You slowly take off your jacket and wrap it around your waist to cover whatever might show.

You weren’t sure how to continue the conversation, so you leaned back against the chair with your eyes closed.

“Y/n is a pretty name.” the man says softly. You turn towards him, to find his eyes scanning your work badge. You murmur a small smile before your eyes feel heavy, despite your urge to stay awake.

He must've noticed this because he hands you his earphones, motioning for you to listen to it.

A slight crackle erupts before the song is playing, and you hear a humming similar to the voice of this man. His subdued humming against the rain made it easier for you to find sleep against the hard glass wall.

“Go ahead and sleep, I’ll wake you up when your bus arrives.” he offers generously.

And so he did, you weren't sure exactly when, as he nudged you out of your nap. You weren’t expecting to find yourself on his shoulder, drool covering the corner of your mouth. A light cough and a thanks was what you blurted out as you could see the faint outline of your bus. You looked back at him, wondering if he would take the same bus as you.

“What about your bus? Is it delayed?”

“Ah it arrived twenty minutes back, but it’s ok because my place is an easy walk from here.” he answered.

You look back at his earphones in your hand, puzzled.

If his house accessible from here, then why did he wait for longer than two hours, why did he miss his bus route? So many questions were racing around in your mind.

“Why-”

“Just because.” he says as he smiles, a smile that told you everything you needed to know while still being secretive, a smile that made you feel comforted in the uncomfortable rain. He picks up his black umbrella as well as his laptop bag on which you saw a nametag that read.

“Christopher Bang”

And before you could get on the bus, you reach out to him “Mr Bang, your earphones” you offer garnering the most genuine smile you could.

He mirrors your expression, where his dimples revealed his lopsided smile while rubbing the back of his neck.

“Keep them. Oh also call me Chris” he replies after you board the bus, and you couldn’t help but wave him goodbye from the window.

"Well see you tomorrow Chris," you whisper to yourself, fascinated by the way his name rolled off your tongue easily.

You weren’t too disappointed when he started fading out of your view once the bus started moving. Rather, excited by the possibility of seeing him again.

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breadandbees · 23 days

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Half-Cold, Half-Hot, Half-Hero: Chapter 15/?

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Word Count: 180k

Relationships:

💥 Bakugō Katsuki & Todoroki Shōto 🔥

❄️ Todoroki Shōto & Todoroki Siblings 🌧

🧣 Bakugō Katsuki/Todoroki Shōto 🧤

Additional Tags:

Alternate Universe — Canon Divergence

Fix-It of Sorts

Fluff and Humor (with an emphasis on Humor)

Angst and Tragedy (where the Tragedy has already happened)

Getting to Know Each Other (but it’s an uphill battle both ways)

Summary:

These were the facts anyone who had ever studied the history of Heroes knew: 1) the first person to be registered for a Quirk was a social justice advocate against a super-human society, 2) about 80% of the population had a Quirk compared to the 11% upon the first-of-its-kind global census, 3) "supermodern" Quirk users were comprised of the fifth and sixth generations, and 4) everyone who had been born into Hero society learned how to dream for something the first time they laid eyes on a Hero because everybody dreamed of becoming a Pro Hero someday.

These facts were the foundation of what made for a very compelling story. But they were all just very, very compelling lies that made way for two things to survive: 1) even more lies and 2) the Todoroki family.

An AU where Shouto Todoroki has the power to change the story, but he isn't the one who chose what changed when he was just an idea—a strategy, a counter-measure. He doesn't even understand the changes. All Shouto knows is that he has to be the number one Hero or else everything he's discovered about the future falls on his head and Touya's. So, he doesn't have a choice.

Not Rated | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings | Other (for Familial Dynamics + Friendships + Undefined Relationships revolving around POV character)

Read here on AO3!

#bnha #mha #shoto todoroki #shouto todoroki #todoroki family #todobaku #bakutodo #fanfic #tags are tough!#i’ve been told this one’s gotta murder mystery vibe to it!#and that the dynamic between bakugou + todoroki checks out!#right now we’ve JUST started the forest training camp arc #and i’m mixing in bits of not only tum + smash! + school briefs but ALSO movies + OVAs!#will be adding ao3 tags as the story progresses #BUT everything should be down when i reach chapter 26 #thanks for reading this far!#my fic #hch4-coded

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konata-izumi-kinny-writes · 2 years

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Strongarm (RID2015) x Quiet F! Reader

(A/N:I love this big lady so much 😭💙)

(A/N 2: lol she go bouncy bounce i love her!!!! >///u///<)

Warnings: Nothing other than kisses and heart-melting fluff

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You've spied on the scrapyard for a long time, not because of any malicious intent or plans to expose them, you were just curious and wanted to know more. Your main focus, though, is on a certain blue and white femme.

You found her so pretty, and despite her strictness and temper, she has a kind heart and cares about those around her. You love her but don't know how to tell her. How will she react? Will she be angry? Will she think you meant in a platonic way? You just don't know.

One day though, you found a gift for her, a giant truck plushie, strikingly similar to her alt mode. It was then that the idea hit you. You could wait until they're out on a mission and leave it there for her with a note! Its perfect, there's no way this could go wrong, right?

The next day you went to your usual hiding spot in one of the trees behind the scrapyard's walls and waited for them to leave, which didn't take too long. With that, you used a rope ladder to climb down from your tree and into the yard. You tip toed around the isles looking at all the vintage items in curiosity before finding the perfect to put Strongarm's gifts.

Feeling happy and excited to see her reaction you start to tiptoe back.. but notice a shadow over you. You look up with panic running through your veins to see Grimlock staring right back at you. You freeze for a good 10 seconds before he picks you up under your arms, then he speaks.

"Hello? Are you okay? ...You're quiet for a fleshie."

You stay silent and curl your legs close to your body as he starts to carry you towards the Alchemor, and calls for backup over the comms.

In a matter of 15 minutes you find yourself here, sitting on the Alchemor with 3 autobots, a minicon, and a dinobot, staring at you hoping for an answer. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Sideswipe speaks up.

"...Soooo, do we ask her things or what."

"Interrogations aren't that simple, we have to take turns asking her one at a time as to not overwhelm her.. well- more than she probably already is."

"We're not gonna start punchin' right? She was nice to hang around with." Grimlock asked Bumblebee with concern and pity lining his voice.

"Of course not, we help humans, not hurt them."

After a bit of debate they decided the order of which bot interrogates you.

Grimlock, Bumblebee, Sideswipe, Fixit, then Strongarm.

You stayed quiet for most of them, only responding in writing or yes and no questions, that is until Strongarm's last question.

"I appreciate the stuffed vehicle, but if i may ask, what this is for?" She held up the envelope with her note in it, the glitter gel pen her name was written in still sparkling in the light. You beckoned her to get closer, she lowered her head to your level, and you muttered out a small sentence.

"Want me to open it?"

Strongarm looked surprised to hear your voice as a small blue blush crept on her face.

"Yes please."

She handed you the envelope, you opened it for her and gave the note back for her to read. You then cover your the lower half of your face as you averted your gaze to the ground.

🌧Pov switch: Strongarm🌧

Still in disbelief of hearing her voice, I gently took her folded note and started reading.

"Hello, Strongarm!

My name is [Y/n], and this may come across as creepy, or strange, but I've been watching you and your team for a long time, but not with any malicious intent. I was curious, and i find you all very interesting. After a while though, Strongarm, I've come to admire your beauty. Not just in appearance, but in who you are.

You're kind and smart, but tough and brave. I find you to be a very amazing person and I've come to the conclusion that I've caught feelings for you. You don't have to feel the same, but I thought you have the right to know.

With love, from [Y/n]."

☁️[Pov change: Narrator mode]🌥

Strongarm looked down at you with a happy but confused face. You hoped you weren't too poetic.

"Thank you Y/n, I appreciate that."

She reached down and rubbed the top of your head with one of her fingers, it felt nice.

"Mind if i ask what you meant by 'you've caught feelings for me'? You're not sick are you?"

You felt your face get red, shyness and heat taking over as you, again, averted your gaze. After a bit of silence, you again beckoned her closer so you could speak at a comfortable level.

"I... love you.. in a romantic way... I'm sorry."

After a good thirty seconds of awkward silence, you gained the courage to look back up at her to see her reaction. She looks surprised and flustered, a glowing blue blush covering her complexion. She looks so beautiful.

"I... I have never had anyone say something like that to me before. And here I was thinking that i had you humans figured out, your kind always finds ways to surprise me.."

You stare up at her in anticipation and wonder as she looks at you with the sweetest smile.

"...okay.. I'll be your romantic partner. May I give you a hug?"

You nod happily and reach your arms out as she embraces you gently, her warm metal plating pressing against your skin.

"Thank you so much.."

She picks you up and puts you on her shoulder and walks back to the rest of the team.

"I've found out her intentions, and thankfully they're not harmful."

"Then what does she want with us."

Strongarm looked at you for permission to tell them, you nodded yes as she lovingly pat your head again.

"She wanted to confess her romantic feelings for me, I returned her feelings and we are 'dating' as humans call it."

The team goes silent for a while before Bumblebee speaks up

"I wasn't expecting that.. congrats, Cadet. By the way did you find out their name?"

"Thank you sir, and her name is [Y/n]."

Bumblebee approaches and looks down at you.

"Welcome to the team, [Y/n]. Can we trust you not to tell anyone about us?"

"Thank you.. my lips are sealed, sir."

He smiled as he and the others left you and Strongarm alone, you turn and give her a kiss on the cheek. She then looks at you with a puzzled look on her beautiful complexion.

"What was that? I've seen humans do that on tv but what does it mean?"

"Its a way of showing love, usually between romantic couples or family.."

She blushed then turned her head to kiss you back, she gave you a kiss on the forehead. Her lips were soft and warm as they pressed against your skin.

She walked over to a pile of mattresses, put a tarp over them and laid down on them and placed you on her chest. You spent the rest of the day talking to her, and both of you learned more about each other.

The day ended with the two of you stargazing after introducing you to Denny and Russel. Strongarm pointed out where Cybertron was, she then turned to you and said,

"Someday I hope to go home with you and show you around.."

"What was it like? On Cybertron i mean.."

"Pretty, lots of lights and big, glowing cities.."

"It sounds kinda overwhelming, but that does sound pretty.. like you."

She let out a chuckle and kissed you again.

"You're too kind, my spark.."

All of a sudden your moment with Strongarm was interrupted by a teasing shout from Sideswipe.

"So, what are ya naming the sparkling, Strongarm?!"

She glared at Sideswipe as her face turned blue.

"She's not comfortable with that yet, punk!"

Sideswipe laughed as he went away as you looked at Strongarm in confusion.

"...sparkling?"

"A baby."

You giggled at the thought before laying your head back down on Strongarm's chassis, your eyes getting heavy.

"I love you, Sweet-spark."

"Love you too, Strongarm.."

You fell asleep as she laid her hand on your back and closed her eyes, ready for anything the decepticons would throw at her tomorrow.

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Thanks for reading

#transformers x reader #transformers rid2015 #Transformers Rid2015 x reader #Strongarm #strongarm x reader #Strongarm Rid2015 #konata izumi kin writes

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vintagesuga · 7 months

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Daisy's Library

Hello! Welcome to my masterlist. Here, you will find all of my written works. I have separated them according to which groups I write for. I have no set schedule for my writing, so I just post whenever I want. I have a tendency to procrastinate. I am only comfortable writing fluff and angst at the moment, so that is mostly what my works will be centered around. I am an Ot# person, so I try to write about all members equally.

I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing, so bare with me on this. I'm just a silly little fanfic writer. I do get bouts of blockage, and I try to push past them, but you know how it is.

My asks are open for anything, whether that be requests or just to get to know me :) I'm mostly a mobile user as well, so sorry if my layouts seem janky on desktop. I find the mobile easiest to navigate.

Key: ☁️-fluff 🌧-angst 🔞-smut.

Bangtan Sonyeondan

Coming soon

Tomorrow by Together

Suprise Shawty - K.Taehyun ☁️

Stray Kids

Are you serious! - Y.Jeongin ☁️

Nicknames they call you - Ot8 ☁️

Skz and Your relationship - Ot8 ☁️

Cuddle Party - Ot8 ☁️

Enhypen

I am only comfortable writing for Hyung line in a romantic sense. If I write for Maknae line, it will be in a friendly setting.

Coming soon

Full disclosure. I have no intentions to set up a tag list right now, so... just be warned.

#bts #skz #txt #enha #masterlist #imagines #× readers #scenarios #bangtan #stray kids #tomorrow by together #enhypen

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w9ndererdotcom · 1 year

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updated masterlist/rules⋆｡°✩

☁ - fluff 🌧 - angst 🌩 - crack/random

✨ - GENSHIN IMPACT

xiao

“sorry for not being there.” | xiao argument and the aftermath (🌨+☁) “hmph.” | xiao jealous because of your pet cat (☁)

more coming soon . . .

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venti

“in every universe, i’d choose you.” | venti with that poetic rizz/cute and warm moments | MODERN AU (☁) “another one, please?” | kissing venti’s bruise (☁)

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tartaglia/ajax

babysitting teucer with ajax! | MODERN AU FEM READER (☁)

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more coming soon . . .

🏐 - haikyuu!!

stay tuned . . .

requesting rules !

i myself am a pretty non-busy person, most of the time i'm either sleeping, using my phone/pc or sleeping. requests are open pretty much all the time !

but of course, there are limits.

strictly NO nsfw, i'm not at that writing level yet or comfortable writing that kind of scenarios. although, i can write;

make out sessions with them they walk in on you changing bathing with them etc !

just as long as i am comfortable with your request i will gladly do so ! just be specific, of course. i am pretty dumb.

NO child character x reader (it will only be accepted if its platonic like; adopting them, babysitting them, etc.)

NO character x your oc, idk i just dont wanna do it 🤠

in short;

no nsfw

no pedophilia

overall, if i feel comfortable with it. i will write it. (or type?)

request here;

(click on my profile, there should be a request ! option.)

get to know me !

i will keep this short cause idrk myself either

genderfluid, leaning onto the masc side more

minor

filipino

my tagalog skills are.. okay. my english skills are also okay

uid: 862672784 (i dont have any friends bcs my social skills are LOW. 🤠🥰🥰😘😘 ) if u need help with bosses, artifacts, talent mats then i can gladly help uwu, but if u need help abt the lore or explaining how characters or artifacts work do NOT ask me bcs IDK EITHER😭😭😭🙏🏼

i will make this pretty later

(4/11/23)

#masterlist #ehe #uwu

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leggerefiore · 1 month

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Hi! Can we get one with Archie, Maxie, Lysandre, and Cyrus where they're in the shower, so the reader brings them a change of clothes. However, the reader tried their clothes on first as they look in the mirror and mimic their partner, then their partner comes out of the shower to see them in their clothes?

( I hope this makes sense 🥲)

cw: fluff

characters: Archie, Maxie, Lysandre, Cyrus

You sighed as your boyfriend's clothes laid on the bed. The shower could be heard running from the attached bathroom. It was clear that he had forgotten them when he went off to clean up. Picking them up, you headed into the room to leave them on the counter. Yet, as you did, the mirror caught your eye curiously. The clothes in your hands were distinct… Fascinating even. They gave a certain signature presence to your boyfriend as he wore them. A sight that was impossible to not recognise. You picked up a piece of it and had an idea. He would not be out of the shower for a decent while longer, as he had just gotten up and needed to wake up still.

🌧Archie🌊

💧 The Aqua Leader slid open the shower with a yawn to reach for a towel he had laid nearby on the toilet. He would have simply continued onwards to dry himself off – his dark hair dribbling water endlessly onto his face. Instead, he spied you after he dried his face off. You stood wearing his wetsuit and bandana. He cocked up a brow as you struck a confident hand on hips pose. What were you doing? A chuckle came from when you suddenly startled, spying him in the reflection of the mirror. Turning your head to meet his real gaze, he finished wrapping the towel around his waist and stepped towards you. The suit really did not fit you all too well, but he thought it looked adorable on you. He debated having one made for you even… There was a certain appeal to you donning an Aqua uniform that he would not deny. Besides, he already saw you a member. Why not just make it official?

💧 “Is this you trying to take over my crew?” he teased you lightly, bringing his arms around your waist and burying his face into your nape. “Guess you are one of the top people I'd trust to Aqua if I ever stepped down…” Archie mumbled. You grew a bit flustered at his words, drawing out another chuckle from him. He thought you were far too cute. Really, a nice surprise this morning for him. It certainly was helping wake him up. His hands travelled to play with the anchor chain around your neck as he took in your body wearing his clothes again. “Though, do you think you could pull off a beard? It's an important part of my look, Luvdisc–” You cut him off by kissing him.

☀️Maxie🌋

🪨 The Magma Leader slid open the shower door and reached out for a small towel to wrap up his hair and dry his face. At first, there was little to take in since he had not yet put on his glasses. He was vaguely aware that you were in the bathroom, but when he finally put them on, he stood shocked. You had dressed yourself up in his Magma uniform and stood in a stiff pose with your arms locked behind your back. Your face was forced into a neutral expression. He was momentarily shocked. What… were you doing? What was this? He had no idea why you were wearing his clothes. It was far too early for this. There was no caffeine in his body yet. With his towel wrapped around him, he stepped toward you with a befuddled expression. You turned to meet his gaze with a now playful expression.

🪨 “May I inquire as to why you are wearing my clothes?” His hands rested firmly on his hips. He doubted that you wanted to take over Magma… Really, only one person seemed to have that goal for some reason, that was unknown to him. “There is no opening for you to fill at this time,” he shook his head. You pouted at him before quickly switching to mimic his expression. He nearly let out a shriek when you reached over to snag his glasses. Maxie was glaring at you as you placed them on your face. “Those are prescription!” he warned, “… Really… What has come over you? It's too early for this…” You decided to have some mercy on the redhead by placing a sweet kiss on his cheek. His face then matched his (covered) hair.

🔥Lysandre🍷

☕️ As he slid open the shower door, he carefully dried off his face. He had heard you come in and expected that you had brought him his clothes. As his attention moved to the counter, he stared at you. His suit was far too big on you as you attempted some serious pose. The Flare Boss pondered what in the world you were doing, alongside how strangely adorable it was to see you in his ill-fitted clothing. It was almost comedic how badly they were suited to your body. Granted, it was especially tailored to him, and he was not a normally sized person. Striding to your side, he watched as your expression morphed into shock for a moment. He gave a soft smile. You were so adorable… Utterly precious. Simply next to his idea of beauty in such a high regard… He could not resist you in any way, it seemed. His hand cupped your cheek as though you were made of fragile glass.

☕️ “How adorable you are, my love,” he said simply as his piercing eyes met your own. The usual terrifying passion that burned in them was replaced with a softer ember, showing how true his feelings for you were. “Are you wishing to imitate me?” he questioned, wondering just what drew you to the idea of wearing his clothes. Your cheeks grew warm. His gaze softened further. All the ugliness and cruelty in this world… It all felt miles away when he was with you. His thumb stroked your cheek softly. “… Do you wish to have a suit like mine? I will have one made for you at once…” His heart raced at the thought of you joining Flare and working with him for his beautiful world, “All you have to do is ask…” You proceeded to just catch him unawares by standing up taller and pressing a kiss to his lips. He eagerly returned the affection.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ The exhaustion in Cyrus's bones seemed unable to leave as he finally turned off the shower and stepped out. He had heard the door opened and figured that you had brought him his clothing that he had forgotten in his morning tiredness. Drying his face and wrapping his towel around himself, he glanced at the counter. You stood there, wearing his clothing. Your arms were locked behind your back in a stiff pose that he usually took on. His clothing fit you a bit strangely. He was mostly confused as to why you were even wearing his clothing. It was a strange look on you… Though, he supposed, it may have had its appeal. Well, were he not so tired. He strode towards you wordlessly, placing a hand on your shoulder simply to catch your attention.

☄️ “… Beloved, what is this?” he asked, face deathly serious. It was almost comparable to telling him that his company building was burning and all his precious work was trapped inside. You shifted nervously. Why did he look so… mad? He sighed. It was obvious that something had now made you nervous. His uniform looked odd on you… The sleeves were just a tad too long, hanging over your hands. The pants were similar. The vest hung on your strangely. Why did…? Why did his cheeks feel warm? He swallowed. “May I ask that you return my clothing?” he spoke softly, trying to mask whatever strangeness was happening to him. You apparently caught onto it, however. Suddenly, you pulled him in for a kiss, shocking him. He could not understand why both you wearing his clothing and this simple show of affection made his heart race so much. All he could do was curse spirit for drawing such strange things out of him.

#pokemon x reader #archie x reader #maxie x reader #lysandre x reader #cyrus x reader #pokemon/reader #pokemon archer x reader #pokemon maxie x reader #pokemon lysandre x reader #pokemon cyrus x reader #archie/reader #maxie/reader #lysandre/reader #cyrus/reader

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paxandteas · 1 year

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Info for my stories

This is just me wanting to write about characters I like (○´∀｀人´∀｀○)

-The reader will be called Sunshine, Hunny, Sweetheart etc, instead of y/n more often then not, it makes the story more personal and full of life to me so the picked name will be said in each works info part

-The reader will have a more punk/grunge aesthetic pretty much all the time unless someone requests something different (or I feel like it) because I am in those categories so expect alot of chains

-If the reader has freckles, marks, scars, or tattoos it will be said in the info part

-The readers skin color or race (Dragonborn!) will probably never be pointed out unless needed for the story but I'm as white as boiled chicken with some freckles and dark brown hair as salt and pepper, so I might not make stories that line up with others but if you want me to add certain things to a request don't be afraid to ask

-I don't like mentioning hair in stories because everyone's hair is different and I don't want to limit the reading experience so hair will rarely if ever be mentioned for the reader

-I'm an atheist so religion won't be something that really takes place in stories unless stated otherwise practices however will take the front stage as I am a Wiccan and it's fun to talk about lol

-I will be focusing on characters I can't really find alot of works for but I might pumped out a lot of works of a singular character in brief moments of time

How to request

Just send over request obviously but I've got some requests to make it so I can make better stories for y'all

-If you want a specific version of a character please specify so if I don't know the character I can do some research

-I can also do AUs of characters so if you want a specific AU please ask as it would be fun to dabble in different areas like that

-If you want certain aspects about the reader please do say it as I want to get a story that you'll love

My hell no, nopes and absolutely not's

-ANYTHING WITH FEET, I DON'T CARE THAT MOST OF MY STORIES WON'T BE INAPPROPRIATE BUT FEET ARE NASTY AND I WILL COMMIT SEVERAL WAR CRIMES!!!!!!

-Sorry bout that but no.

-Incest is ew so no

-Lower body functions are a no (You know which ones I mean)

-Huge age gaps are weird (gods and vampiric-like characters get a pass tho)

-I will fistfight anyone who wants pure angst and no happy ending as my squishy self just wants cuddles and making Lego flower sets together

Symbols

-❤️(Heart) Romance

-💐(Bouquet) Fluff

-🐶(Dog) Puppy love

-🍭(Lollipop) Platonic

-🌂(Umbrella) Protective

-🍫(Chocolate) Comfort

-💔(Broken Heart) Angst

-🌧(Rain/Water) One sided

-🔥(Fire) Spicy

That's it for now my tea leaves I hope to bring you many sweet stories

#request info #x reader #stories

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f10werfae · 2 years

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Welcome to @f10werfae's library of Henry Cavill💫 Enjoy your stay!

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

Here is my main masterlist for everyone else I write for♥️

[🌟] Favourites/Popular

[☁️] Fluff

[*] Smut

[🌧] Angst

Taglist Form

Lumberjack!Henry x short!shy!reader masterlist

-To request, please send in an Ask or PM me✨

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➼ Heart Warming [*/☁️]

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

: Things get a bit hot when Henry uses his magical methods to comfort Y/n ;)

➼ Birthday Cake [☁️/Slight🌧]

(Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Reader)

:When everyone bails on Y/n's birthday, all seems to be doomed, but not for long

➼ In Sickness and In Health [☁️]🌟

(CEO!Husband!Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Y/n tells a white lie, which ticks Henry off, in the most caring way

➼ What About The Game? [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Henry introduces Y/n to the world of rugby, not realising what he’s gotten himself into

➼ Dangerous Protection [☁️/slight🌧]

(Mafia Husband!Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Welcome to the life of Henry and Y/n Cavill, the most powerful couple in the whole of Europe and maybe even the world. Watch their romance bloom along with their son Charlie

➼ For Kal, Of Course [☁️]🌟

(Henry Cavill x Interviewer! Reader)

: Henry falls head over heels for someone, over his dog??

➼ Period Pains [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

:Henry and Y/n clash on her period, but of course Henry always has something up his sleeve

➼ Brother Bear [☁️]

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Henry and Y/n adjust to their new life with their newborn baby boy

➼ Another One?! [☁️]🌟

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Henry is at the premier for The Witcher season 2 and he also took Kal with him, meaning Y/n's been left unsupervised

➼ It’s The Little Things [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Henry Cavill realising Reader is the one when she does little things for him and Kal, showing that she truly loves and knows them

➼ Hospital Visits [☁️]

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Doctor!Reader)

: Henry injures himself and there’s only one person he trusts enough to look after him

➼ A Proud Boyfriend [☁️/slight * ]🌟

(Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Flight Attendant!Reader)

: Henry and Y/n are on two different flights, although Y/n knows better than to question the fact that Henry always gets his way

➼ Big Bear Hug [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: When Y/n gets asked to look after her best friend’s dog, she gets a lot more than she bargained for

➼ The Worst Days [☁️/Slight🌧]

(Henry Cavill x Reader)

: Y/n can’t help but feel drained but Henry is there to be the master of distraction

➼ Beard Or No Beard? [☁️]

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Reader)

: reader is trying to brush and bath Kal, but he’s being a diva when it comes to the bath part and being playful. Later on, Henry asks her if she can help him shaving his beard, which at first, she doesn’t want to because she likes it, but he has to shave it.

➼ What's Your Emergency? [☁️/🌧]

(Fiance!Henry Cavill x 911 Dispatcher!Reader)

:Y/n has a challenging day at work and it all comes to blow, thankfully she has her own superman to come and save the day

➼ How Much Is Too Much [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Doctor!Reader)

: Fans retell the best moments of what they see from Y/n and Henry's relationship

➼ Silly Me [☁️]🌟

(Henry Cavill x Singer!Reader)

:Innocent flirting between 2 stars + a cockblock James Corden =??

➼ Marvel VS DC [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry Cavill x MCU Actress! Reader)

:Fans Retell their favourite moments between Y/n and Henry VIA tweets

➼ All Worn Out [☁️*]🌟

(Husband!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

: Movie night turns sauce ( not joking, might be the sauciest thing i’ve ever written)

➼ Henry Cavill Fatherhood Scenarios 🌟

(Dad!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

=Not a series, just a compilation

Chapter 1

➼ Sign of Love [☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Deaf!Florist!Reader)

:Headcanon of you and Henry's relationship♥️ With a lot of flowers

➼ Handyman [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Pregnant!Reader)

: fans on social media are absolutely in love with Henry and Y/n's relationship, and can’t ignore the fact that the woman is stunningly glowing

➼ Doctor, Doctor [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Doctor!Reader)

: Fans retell their favourite moments from Henry and Dr. Y/n's wedding movie

➼ Baby Doctor [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Doctor!Reader)

: Fans retell the events of what’s going on in the Cavill fam, especially with two new arrivals, the twins Poppy and Lucy

➼ Video Star [*]🌟

(BF!Henry x Excamgirl!GF!Reader)

: After watching one of Y/n's old camgirl streams, a sense of dominance overpowers her boyfriend Henry

➼ Cavill Clan [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Primary Teacher!Reader)

: fans react to Henry's announcement that not only has he gotten married during lockdown, but there is a new addition to the Cavill Clan...a daughter

➼ Wedding Labour [☁️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Wife!Reader)

: doctor reader goes into labor at her and Henry’s wedding? The twitter reaction format please?

➼ My Wife is fine, thanks [☁️/slight 🌧️]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Wife!Reader)

: Some friendly and not so friendly fans, react to Henry and the reader’s 10+ year age gap

➼ Strawberry Shortcake [☁️*]🌟

(Husband!Henry x Shy!Wife!Reader)

: henry cavill x shy! reader kitchen smut, pls! Apron + daddy + slap on the ass + cock sucking + gropping + size kinks

➼ Sleepy Snuggles [☁️*]🌟

(Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Girlfriend!Reader)

: Henry loves on his cockdrunk girlfriend all through the night, especially during Christmas season

➼ Sugar Sweet Thong [☁️*] 🌟

(Lumberjack!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

: After Y/n gets a new thong, away up in his cabin where no one can touch her but him, her wild man of a husband can’t keep his hands off her (Major Dom Henry)

➼ You’re Already So Sexy [☁️*] 🌟

(Lumberjack!Henry Cavill x Wife!Reader)

: Henry has to uplift his woman after she has some major insecurities about herself and his pussy, but all she needs is him (Major Dom Henry)

➼ Quick, It’s BeReal [☁️*] 🌟

(Henry Cavill x Girlfriend!Reader)

: Henry where his BEREAL goes off during sex and their friends react; reader has hickies all over her chest and neck and tied up

➼ Mr. Clingy and Kal [☁️] 🌟

(BF!Henry Cavill x Shy!Oblivious!Actress!Reader)

: Fans retell the moments of Henry and Y/n L/n’s relationship despite her being quite the opposite of him. (major clingy Henry)

➼ Two For One [☁️/*]

(Husb!Henry Cavillx Wife!Reader xHusb!Michele Morrone)

: When Y/n ends up in a polyamorous relationship with both of the sexiest men, it only makes sense for her to enjoy herself

➼ My Little Love [☁️/*]

(Boyfriend!Henry Cavill x Short!Reader)

: they're at his parents house because she's meeting his family and one of his relatives says something about their size difference which triggers Henry's size kink (Major Dom, Loving Henry)

➼ No Panties Indoors [☁️/*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x Wife!Reader)

: Housewife Y/n can’t help but find her wild husband extremely sexy while he’s fixing another one of his projects (Major Dom possessive Henry)

➼ A Virgin’s Lesson [☁️*]

(Boyfriend!Dom!Henry x Virgin!Shy!Girlfriend!Reader)

: When Henry finds out his virgin girlfriend’s needs, and her fears, he takes it upon himself to teach her a finger or two(Dom Henry‼️)

➼ Kissies and Waxed [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Wife!Reader)

: Y/n gets all shy and adorable with her grumpy husband on their wedding night, letting him enjoy his waxed present(Dom Henry)

➼ But That’s Mine Hen! [☁️*]

(Lumberjack!Husband!Henry x short!Shy!Wife!Reader)

: Pouty Y/n gets jealous when her grump of a man is approached by a certain woman; she can't help but stomp her foot and whine, showing everyone that he's hers and vice versa (Dom!Henry)

➼ Expect the Unexpected Baby [🌧️☁️]

(Henry Cavill x Pregnant!Reader)

:Henry breaks up with Y/n, only to discover he’s left something of his behind, his baby. Does he try and reconcile? or Does he just accept the path he’s made?

➼ Sugar Sweet Tongue [☁️*]