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madamechrissy · 3 months ago

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Fractured Desires

ꕥ Pairings: Suguru Geto x Satoru Gojo x Fem Reader It's a mess tbh lol

ꕥ Warnings-MDNI-explicit sexual content, Satoru Gojo is a mean little shit, there will be a lot of threesomes/ foursomes/ complicated shit and some infidelity and confusion. There is some physical description of the readers height/body, don't read if too unimmersive for you. Angst and smut and yandere Gojo behavior. In this chapter- Toxic Asshole Gojo, and toxicc hoe Geto

ꕥ Word Count this chap- 8.7k

ꕥ Summary- You meet Suguru Geto at your work, he is charming, gorgeous, and has a poly lifestyle. You jump in, and you all share women and have way too much fun. But then it's starting to get serious between you, official even. He can't wait to have you meet his best friend. But... Satoru Gojo hates you. The minute you meet. He gives you no reason, but he's nasty to you, no matter what you try. Suguru finally has enough of Satoru being so mean and brings up the idea - 'let's have you two fuck this frustration out'

Satoru hates you because deep down wants to make you his. He doesn't even understand how Suguru could ever want anyone but you. Though it's a horrible idea, he agrees to share you with Suguru for a chance to touch you and... The moment he touches you...Rules are bent and broken, Suguru develops feelings for another girl, and Satoru gets further obsessed with you, while you're left confused... will everyone get hurt?

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ꕥChapter 1 ꕥ

Satoru's POV

Satoru Gojo hates you. No, he really hates you.

As Suguru and you walk in, hand in hand, and he sees your pretty eyes all lit up, he realizes he despises you more than anything. Hates how you smile at him, how you look at Suguru so adoringly, he really hates how positive and sweet you are, especially to him, when he’s a dick to you.

Why don’t you stop? Just be a bitch back or something, be real with him, but no, you’re perfect aren’t you? Just a perfect girl, beautiful, though he doesn’t find you attractive, no way . Even though he can see every curve in that dress you wear, your lush breasts swaying (because why can’t you wear a bra) your hips swaying, your little waist where it juts in.

You have a gorgeous body, but he doesn’t care, he doesn’t care your skin glows, and your cheeks get pink. He hates that. He hates every bit of you, as you stand there, so tiny compared to Suguru and him, so tiny he could throw you. Tiny and evil. Sure you’ve been nothing but nice but he knows you’re awful somewhere in there, because who can be so sweet?

As you bounce in his office, holding a little envelope that was pink just like the dress you wore (god you’re so girly, you annoy him that way too) Satoru Gojo just scowls at you, then looks to Suguru. Suguru looks like a puppy so in love with you already, and how, it hadn’t been that long had it…

“Happy birthday, Gojo!” You beam at him, coming to his desk and leaning forward, hugging him around his neck. He tenses then.

Your collarbone is so inviting and delicate, right against his face, as your breasts are soft on his own chest, the weight of them so intoxicating. You smell so sweet, like cherry blossoms, he hates that, hates you. He hates how much his arms itch to wrap back, how much his hands want to slide up your back, grip those pretty tits that are killing him.

Fuck he hates you.

“Ahem…” You awkwardly step back as he just sits there, and he glares at you, making your pretty face fall for a moment.

Good.

Your POV

“Sorry, got carried away. I am so excited to give you this gift!” You hand him the pink envelope, and Suguru comes closer, leaning on Satoru’s desk and smirking.

“Open it baby boy.” Suguru teases, and Satoru rolls his pretty blue eyes.

“A gift would be not having to see you.” He says tersely, glaring at you then, and how did someone so stunning and beautiful look at you so mean . For what?

You tense then, and Suguru has a glare on his handsome face, coming to wrap an arm around your waist gently but assuredly. His big hand is warm on your hip, and you watch Satoru’s bright blue eyes hone in on them like a hawk. Suguru leans forward and presses his lips against your temple, firm hot lips that you adored, and you instantly relax.

“Satoru, she’s just trying to be nice, could you please just try not to be such a colossal dick?” Suguru asks calmly, and Satoru lowers his gaze back to the envelope again.

Satoru Gojo hates you. You don’t know why.

You’ve been dating Suguru for only three months, so not a very long time, but you’d known him for a little longer, he’d come into the club you work at on the weekends, and would sit at the bar and talk to you. Until one night you got the hint, and did go home with him, and fuck if it wasn’t the best decision. Suguru Geto was absolutely amazing in every way possible.

You both had fallen into an easy situation-ship, as Suguru was very open sexually, and though you weren’t at first, he made it fun. You were bisexual, so you all started just having fun together with a couple gorgeous girls, and fuck Suguru was superb in bed too. The thoughts alone make you tremble.

You all ended up developing feelings and deciding to be together, and exclusively date even if you all had fun in the room, you both promised to only ‘date’ each other. It was weird, and not common, but it seemed to work. You loved watching Suguru get pleased by another woman, and he loved to watch you get pleased.

Even though he hadn’t said he loved you, you had let it slip during one particular love making session alone together. Definitely had to do with Suguru’s tongue honestly. He had said he needed some time, which was fine with you, because Suguru treated you like some queen.

He took care of you, he was there for you, shit he spoiled you honestly. Though he was with other women sexually, he only dated you, and he’d even offered to bring a guy in the bedroom. But you weren’t sure about that sort of thing, with a guy.

When you’d met his best friend, and fuck you’d been so excited, Suguru talked him up like he was amazing, he clearly adored him, so much so you wondered if they were together together, perhaps in the past. Suguru brought up that they'd shared women and everything, and of course when you saw Satoru Gojo your heart had faltered.

He was beautiful, this tall white haired man with a perfect face and baby blue eyes, the yin to Suguru’s yang. Both of them were the most gorgeous men you’d seen. Suguru had talked so much about how Satoru was just the absolute best person, how he would adore you, because Suguru did. Bright and funny, and a loyal friend, almost like family.

Welp.

The Satoru Gojo you met was mean . Nasty. He looked at you like you were something disgusting to him, and he had not once smiled your way, and you have absolutely no clue what you’ve done. You have tried everything, to the point Suguru has brought up not hanging out with him as much, but you never want to ruin a friendship, and you insist he keeps trying.

But no matter what, any time you were around, Satoru had nothing nice to say, no he had mean things to say. Sometimes so cruel Suguru and him would fight, and Satoru would sort of apologize, once Suguru backed off hanging out with him. Which was hard, since they work together in the same building, both running the same damn company together.

You hate that you come between them.

“Yeah, yeah… my birthday is tomorrow.” He slides a silver letter opener to tear open the envelope then.

“She wanted to give it to you today.”

“Hmm… holy fuck!” He runs a hand through his silky white hair, as his full lips part in a gasp, staring at the tickets. “This is front and center for the game tomorrow!? How, these are sold out!?”

“I got them last month. Suguru brought up how much you love going to those games and I got a deal on them.” You say, and Suguru smiles down at you, looking so handsome, you brush back his long locks, kissing his cheek and giggling.

“Knew he’d love it.” Suguru murmurs, and you get just a bit of hope, until Satoru pulls the tickets out.

“Three?” He says haughtily, glaring those ridiculously pretty blue eyes up at you then, blinking those spiky white lashes. You sigh.

“Yeah, I thought we could all go? If that’s okay!” You wring your hands nervously in front of you.

“Of course it’s okay, right Satoru?”

“Can I take someone else?” He asks, and you feel your chest tighten. Suguru opens his mouth, brows low over his brown eyes, but you stop him.

“Um, it’s your gift. Of course you can. I didn’t mean to impose.” He sighs, rolling his eyes, leaning back in the big black office chair and thrumming his fingers on the mahogany desk like he’s bored.

“You don’t care? You bought them, and a pretty penny I bet.” You just blink back that emotion, smiling brightly, earning a scowl.

“It’s your gift and I shouldn’t have been so sure you’d want me to go. So of course, but please take Suguru.”

“Babe-”

“It’s fine!”

“Oh I’ll take Suguru.” He smirks, and it’s a nasty one, too nasty to be on such a pretty face, as he eyes your body up and down. “Think I’ll invite a really pretty girl, someone banging hot.”

You tense at his words, and Suguru does too. “Yeah, what now? As if she’s not drop dead gorgeous, please fuck all the way off. You can dislike her but don’t lie.”

You’re bright red, and barely held in tears make your vision blur as Satoru casually assesses you. “Mmm… she’s okay I guess. I meant actually hot.”

“I’m just gonna go.” You whisper then, trembling as he so casually douses the small bit of self esteem you have, the one that Suguru had helped you with.

“Apologize, now, because you know it’s bullshit. I know you stare at her so cut the shit.” Suguru’s voice gets dark, deep and authoritative, and Satoru frowns then.

“I didn’t say she’s ugly or something. As if that matters to her .”

“I’m right here, you know.” You cut in then, tilting your chin up, and Satoru stands up then, hands in his pockets.

“All right, surely you know the caliber of women I get. How do you stack up, short stuff?” He is right in front of you, bent down, and your tears escape, just two of them, but you quickly blink and look down.

“Satoru, I swear to fucking-”

“It’s fine, Suguru.” You whisper, swiping at your eyes then facing him, the man who so casually says you’re basically unattractive. “I’m sure you get much prettier women than me. I don’t think I’m very pretty, by the way.”

He glares then, a snarl on his lips. “You’re full of shit, I know you think you’re hot shit, I see it in the way you act, the way you walk.”

“You don’t know shit. You don’t know anything about me. You can call me ugly all the fuck you want but don’t pretend to know who I am inside.” He blinks his white lashes, leaning back a bit and opening his mouth.

“Baby…”

“I didn’t say you’re ugly, I just…”

“Said I’m nothing like girls you get. Said I’m not hot.”

“You’re not hot to me.”

“Good, I shouldn’t be! I’m not your girlfriend.”

“Well thank god I can’t imagine having to wake up and look at that face in the morning.” You back up then, and the tears do flow, and for just a moment you see Satoru’s face fall, as if maybe he realized how horrible he is.

But too late, you just want to leave.

“Satoru I’m fucking done, you- baby don’t go.” You shake your head as he holds on to you.

“I’ll leave and stop ruining your day. Have a good birthday, Gojo.” You murmur, and he opens his lips to say something, but you cut him off with a wave of your hand, leaning up to kiss Suguru then. “I overstepped.”

“You didn’t, he’s being-”

“Text me later.” He reaches for you but you turn and walk out the door, your chest heaving, trying not to show tears so embarrassingly in the busy office, struggling to just catch a breath.

Satoru’s POV

“I’m not going with you. I’m so fucking done. You’ve been a dick but this is too far even for you.” Suguru shoves Satoru then, and Satoru starts to hate himself, more than he already has been lately.

“She knows she’s gorgeous, she just wants attention.”

“You have no clue what she does or doesn’t know. When I met her she was so down on herself, it’s taken a lot just to get her to feel pretty, now you go and fuck that up for her.”

Satoru pauses, lips tensing as they are pressed together, and he sees you walk out of the office from the window, and when he sees you it hurts his heart. Your hands are in your face as if you’re crying into them, and that little pink dress and your long hair are flowing in the wind, you look like some painting out there, so perfect and tiny in the big city.

Fuck.

“I was just trying to get a rise-”

“She spent so much money on those. Just for you to maybe not hate her, and what do you do, make her cry? I’m done.”

“Suguru… I just didn’t think that someone who looks like that…”

“Like what?”

“She’s beautiful and yes I know she is. Not blind. How does she not know she is?” Satoru runs a hand through his silvery hair, and Suguru glares.

“So instead of saying that you make up some bullshit? Not like the girls you get!? She’s prettier than anyone you’ve fucked.”

Satoru lets out a dejected sigh. “Yeah. I know.”

“Then what… what the fuck is your problem! What has she ever done? She even tells me to hang out with you when I don’t want to.”

Satoru pauses. “She does?”

“Yeah, she sure does, or I wouldn’t talk to you aside from business. She pleads your case as you down her, trash her. I know it’s only been a few months, but she is important to me.” Satoru’s heart hurts, as he looks back out the window, and of course you’re gone, probably still crying because of him.

And he’d lied right to your face.

You believed him, too.

How? When you’re so beautiful, how could you not know how just your glittering eyes looking at him tear his heart out of his chest? And that was why Satoru hates you so very much, because of that.

How can he look at his best friend’s girl like that? No, he must hate you instead, because if he lets his guard down…

It’d be over for him.

“Satoru, you aren’t fucking listening.”

Satoru looks at his best friend, seeing the anguish in his face, and it makes him feel even worse. “Sorry. I’m sorry, okay?”

“How could you be so mean, even to a stranger let alone her? It’s not even like you. It’s like I don’t know who you are. And if this is jealousy for her time with me, she always makes sure we have time alone, so-”

“I know she does. I know she’s perfect. I know she’s beautiful. And, I know she is a sweet person who’s only been nice to me. Okay!?”

“So what the fuck-”

“I hate her.”

Suguru blinks in confusion, crossing his arms then, tilting his head to the side to study his best friend. “Why though?”

Satoru’s hands grip his desk so tightly the knuckles go white. “I don’t know what to tell you, I just do.”

“You want me to break up with her don’t you?”

“Yep.”

“So what, I can be miserable and lonely like you?”

“Fuck you, Sugu. I fuck plenty.”

“And I fuck plenty.”

“Her though.”

“Yeah, her but… we bring girls in.” Satoru blinks at that again, imagining you with another woman makes him stupidly hard in his trousers, and he huffs as he turns away so Suguru wouldn’t notice. “So surprised?”

“She seems like a goody goody.”

Why would Suguru want to fuck another girl anyway, when he had you ?

“Brought Utahime home last week and fucked her.” Satoru glares over at Suguru behind his shoulder.

“Both of you?”

“Mmmhmm.”

“And you eiffel towering over this girl too?”

“No. We haven’t done anything with a guy. She hasn’t wanted to, and yes, I offered. I am not one sided.”

“Hmm.” Is all Satoru answers, then Suguru breaks into a little laugh. “What’s so funny?”

“You wanna fuck her. How did I not see this?”

“Do not! What, no.”

“Maybe if you weren’t such a dick she’d go for it. She thinks you’re hot, you know.” Satoru frowns, turning back to Suguru then.

“What, like you all are poly? Why? Isn’t she… enough?”

“That’s a weird question from you. It’s just what works for us right now, but yes she would be enough for me if she wanted to go exclusive. I was already poly when we met, she was a little hesitant but jumped right into it.”

“Huh. Well, I don’t wanna fuck your girl. That would be…”

“Sure you don’t. It’s like when a kid picks on a girl, so childish. You could have just told me that you wanted to.”

It was beyond that. Satoru didn’t wanna just fuck you, he wanted to be with you, kiss you, worship you, fuck he wanted to breed you even, bend you over his desk and cum inside you. It was horrible, the thoughts, as he jerked off in his bed at night to one of your photos he’d sent himself from Suguru’s phone.

Yep it was that bad.

Even this offer? It would never work.

“Maybe just try to be nice, and spend the night.” Satoru looks at Suguru like he's lost it. How was he so calm about you? About sharing you?

“You want me to fuck your girl with you, Sugu? You crazy?”

“If it would get you all to get along, absolutely.”

“She hates me.”

“No, she should, but she doesn’t.” How could you not hate him? Satoru is wracking his brain, trying to figure you out. Were you perfect? “Anyway I’m out, at least ask her to go to the game with us, would you please? And apologize.”

“I can’t just text her.” Suguru rolls his eyes.

“Why not?”

Because he would lose his mind if your name popped up on his goddamn phone, that’s why.

“Tell her it’s fine if she comes. I’ll… apologize at the game.”

“That’s as good as it’ll get I suppose. Bye, asshole.”

Suguru leaves, and Satoru’s mind is a blur, as he digests the type of relationship you and Suguru clearly have, and it was not what he expected. Suguru damn near said ‘fuck my girl’. What would he even do if he touched you? If he tasted you. The thought makes his mouth water, makes his cock hard.

Did you taste as good as you smell? Fuck.

He wouldn’t even wanna share you if you were his, not even with his best friend. Luckily he hates you. Right?

***

Your POV

You’re at the basketball game the next day, dressed up in the white and blue little outfit Suguru had picked out for you, the team’s colors, and you sit awkwardly next to Satoru and Suguru. Satoru has barely talked to you all night, but he’s been nothing but civil, which is as good as you can imagine.

You don’t know why he even invited you after the way he talked to you yesterday, and he sure has not apologized, but here you are. It did take some convincing from Suguru though.

(earlier that day)

“Ah, Sugu… oh f-fuck yes, there there!” Suguru’s tongue was lavishing your little clit, and he sucked it into his mouth, chocolate eyes darting up your body as he hummed on it, making you fall apart under him. “S’good… oh my…”

You’re cumming all over Suguru Geto’s handsome face, and he pulls back with a grin, licking his lips, half his face covered in your arousal. “Princess, I could do this all fucking day. Tastes so good.”

“Sugu… you’re so… mnh!” He’s slid a long finger in you now, curling it up just so, and you see stars then. Suguru could play your little cunt like it was an instrument, his fingers finding that little spot and hitting it again and again.

“Cum again for me, please, Princess.” He cooes the words, and you just arch your hips up as he grabs the fat of your ass, using his fingers and tongue in sync, until you’re completely spent, cumming all over his hands as he sips you up.

“Oh my God, Sugu.” You mumble, left incoherent when he leans over you, kissing your lips softly. You moan into it, clinging to him.

“You have the best little pussy.” You flush then.

“You don’t have to say that, I know you enjoy…” Huh, does it hurt your feelings a bit? No it can’t.

“Sure I do enjoy, but I mean it. The best.” He kisses your lips softly. “You’re my favorite.”

You for some reason doubt it.

You hate that.

“What’s wrong Princess? He has you that down? Imma beat his ass when I see him.” You shake your head, sighing then. “He said he thinks you’re beautiful, you know, and that he was surprised you believed him.”

“That’s… no. Just no. I don’t believe that for shit.”

“He did say it. I know he’s being awful but I almost think it’s because he wants to fuck you.”

“What!?” Your brows raise at that, and Suguru sighs, brushing back your hair then.

“We have played with what, four women now? Haven’t you thought of playing with a guy?”

“Are you into guys? I don’t mind if you want to…”

“No, but I’m very comfortable, especially with Satoru. And you’re not very experienced, you know, it could be fun for you. I’m like the only guy you’ve been with damn near.”

“What you’re hinting at is insane. I know you shared women but they weren’t girlfriends or anything right?”

“No, they weren’t. But sometimes I wonder if you all need to fuck this frustration on each other.”

“Satoru would never wanna fuck me.”

“Baby…”

“What, did you not hear him?”

“Yeah I did, and I’m so sorry you had to go through that. But let’s not bullshit here, the man can’t get his goddamn eyes off you.”

“In hatred! Anyway no, just no. It would never happen.”

“So you don’t wanna fuck him, hmm?” Suguru grasps you by your wrists then, and you shake your head, crying out when he slides his fingers down your tummy, trembling under his hand. “What about if I have him eat this pretty pussy while you suck my cock?”

“Suguru, what!? Like he would. Silly- mnh… stop.” He’s rubbing your little entrance, and you start soaking his hand, embarrassingly.

“Don’t want us both to eat you out, at the same time?” You whine, pathetically, as Suguru grins then, so handsome and devious. “She sure does.”

“She’s stupid. I only want you.” Then you frown a bit, as you think of the situation you two are in. “S-Suguru… will you always want other women?”

He frowns too, shaking his head, kissing down your jaw. “If you ever wanted to be exclusive I would for you, Princess. Say the word.”

“Would it be like a sacrifice-”

“Not at all. I love the fun we have though. But I would not care if it didn’t happen. I think I need to give you some fun, make you feel so beautiful.” He's trailing his hands down your body ever so slowly, and your mind runs wild with visions.

“With Satoru, no, he… would never make me feel that way. Suguru, mnh… please just-”

“Why are you soaking my hand when you say his name?” He whispers those words, and you falter, as images of Satoru hit your eyes, and Suguru's fingers are getting soaked. You shake them away, but Suguru is observant. “He would only be so lucky to fuck you.”

“Do you think I’m really so pretty? When you have others that…”

“The prettiest. Prettiest tits, prettiest face, prettiest pussy.” You melt then, because no matter what fun you all have, it’s always together (exceptions would be when you all agree video is okay) and Suguru always makes you feel special. Maybe you worry too much.

“What if you find someone better?”

“Baby, what’s up with you?” He pulls back and you just sigh. “If this isn’t what you want just tell me...”

“I’m just down on myself.” You pout, and you watch Suguru's concern.

“I know, baby, I am so sorry.” He kisses you sweetly, and you melt, like you always do. “I’ll make sure he’s not a dick anymore. I swear. Trust me.”

“I don’t wanna go, though.”

“Then he wins, fuck that, go and look super hot, and ruin his little pea size brain okay?” You laugh just a bit, but things weigh on you.

Your relationship with Geto is so easy…

Aside from his dick of a friend.

Who hates you.

And who you're vividly picturing. Fuck.

Present

You keep your hands to yourself, your knees knocking together as you watch the game, the men running back and forth, dribbling the ball, throwing it, their sneakers squeaking on polished floors. Your eyes keep drifting over to him, though, and you notice Satoru’s eyes keep straying to your body, making you overheat.

The way his gaze lingers on your legs makes you squirm in your seat, and you can’t help but feel a thrill run through you, despite the tension. His icy glare is gone now, replaced with something softer, something that makes your stomach flip, his lips weren’t in a thin line, they were pouting just a bit. Suguru has a hand on your thigh, and he squeezes it, smiling.

You smile back at him. Why were you in the middle? Was this Suguru’s idea of making you all closer? But why does Satoru’s thigh brushing against yours do insane things to your psyche? Why does the scent of his cologne make you ache to snuggle him when he’s a damn asshole, when he would never want that.

You adore Suguru, when you met him at first it intimidated you, this wild lifestyle he led, but then he made you feel so good, and so included, that you ended up enjoying much of it. And several times now he’d brought up sharing you, only recently today sharing you with him . If Satoru didn’t hate you and call you unattractive, absolutely you would have.

But as it stood, you could tell he hates sitting next to you.

“I’m grabbing drinks, want one Princess?” Suguru asks, touching your hand to shake you out of your reverie. You have to strain to hear him in the loud throngs of the crowd cheering.

“I’ll go-”

“It’s fine, I got it. Satoru, you want a drink?” Satoru peers over at you, and you don’t see the usual anger, it’s a different look. You can’t put your finger on it, but it’s different for sure.

“Yeah, can you just grab me a beer?” Suguru nods, looking back at you again, and you fidget, afraid to be alone with Satoru, even in a crowd.

“Same, please and thanks.” He smiles, leaning down and kissing you then, and he walks away, leaving the two of you awkwardly alone.

The team hits a big play, and you jump up with your little pom poms, wiggling them in the air, as Satoru jumps and shouts loudly. You all bump into each other a bit, and it makes you both tense, pulling away a bit. You scooch further from him when you all sit down again, but he spreads his stupidly long legs even wider, his hand resting next to you.

“I’m sorry I came along.” You say softly, and he looks back at you, sighing a bit, and his eyes make you lose your senses for a moment.

“Don’t be. Suguru wouldn’t come without you.” He brushes that off, so casually, and though that was the truth it was a little harsh to know.

“He would have, I would have made him.”

“Yeah well. It’s not like I’m paying attention to you, I’m watching the game anyway, so it doesn't matter.”

“Yeah, true. Though I wish Suguru would sit here.”

“Don’t like to sit next to me huh?” You roll your eyes, irritated by his haughty tone, and laugh just a bit, without humor.

“As if you like this.” He just studies you, and you almost wish he’d just be mean, because that’s easier to handle than whatever this intense fucking look is.

“Have I complained?”

“Because Suguru asked you to not be so mean.”

“Yeah well.”

No apology, of course. When would someone like Satoru Gojo apologize to you, of all people? You peer over at him in that white dress shirt and those slacks that hug him like a glove, his shades shoved up on his head worth more than your life. The glinting gold watch, where his sleeves rolled up, revealing toned arms with veins wrapped around them.

You turn your attention back to the game, which was going into a bit of a break, leaving you even more awkward next to the man who hates you.

“Can I ask something?”

“Go ahead.”

“Why do you hate me so much? Like… did I offend you or something? Could you please just tell me what to do here?” You’re whispering it, since the words make you emotional, and Satoru’s lips turn down, brushing his silvery hair back with a hand, messing it up just a bit.

“You don’t need to know.” He says, and you glare then.

“I think I have a right to know. I can fix it? Maybe?”

“Can’t fix this.”

“Let me try maybe? I want to meet this amazing, funny, sweet guy Suguru swears you are, the one he loves so much.” You reach your hand out to his thigh, and he glares at it, then at you, his hand yanking yours off then, by your delicate wrist. You blink in confusion.

“You can’t fix why I hate you. Got it? And that doesn’t help. Makes it so much fucking worse.” He mumbles, not letting go of your wrist, his huge hand gripping it, taking it over.

“Sorry.”

“Why, you didn’t do anything. I hate you for nothing that you can control, does that make it better, knowing that?”

You sigh, shaking your head. “You make no sense. If you just tried to know me, you’d see I’m not the worst person ever. Regardless of how you think of my looks, you won’t even give me a chance internally.”

He lets your wrist go, sighing and looking into your eyes, but there’s not the usual anger even now. “I shouldn’t have said that yesterday.”

“Thank you for that. Even if you feel that way it’s just not nice to tell people that they’re… unattractive. Promise I say it in my own mind enough.”

“Then you’re stupid.”

“So I’m unattractive, and stupid, and you hate me.” You look down, those words wrecking you again, and you try not to show any emotion.

“You really think you’re not beautiful?” Your eyes meet, and he looks angry, again at you. You sigh, as your inner turmoil rages looking at him.

“I don’t think I’m beautiful at all. Lately I have been feeling pretty, thanks to Suguru, but that’s kind of new. It doesn’t matter anyway. If you think I’m ugly you don’t have to say it, or judge me for it. It doesn’t matter as much as who I am.”

“So you think what I said is true?”

“I’m sure you and Suguru both get much prettier girls. It’s fine. You’re both very attractive men.” Satoru stares at you more, and it makes you feel so confused, so weird, he won’t stop looking right at you. “What!?”

“You’re not unattractive. At all. I can’t believe I have to say this.”

“You don’t have to. Suguru put you up to-”

“You’re so beautiful all I can think of is how I wanna bury my cock in your pretty mouth.” His words are dangerous whispers, his hands gripping your thighs tight suddenly, and you can’t even think, your body reacting instantly, embarrassingly. “Can’t stop thinking about how badly I wanna fuck you over my desk. How I’d lick that little cunt right now with this stupid skirt driving me nuts.”

“Satoru… what…” You hate what his words do, what this asshole friend of your boyfriend says, his effect. Your nipples are taut against your bra, your tummy feeling that pressure, thighs shifting, and his gaze drops to them like a hawk.

“That’s why I hate you. Because all I think of is fucking my best friend’s girl. And yeah, he even brought it up, what you all do. Wanna know what I think?” He’s brushing your hair back behind your ear, and you’re losing all sense of self, everything fades to the background.

“What do you think?” He laughs, darkly then, his white teeth glinting from the bright fluorescents above.

“That if I had you I’d never want anyone else. That if I had to share you I’d be greedy. I’d lick you first, fuck you first, fuck you so good you can’t even think, can’t even walk. Wreck that little cunt.” His husky words shoot straight through you, the way he looks at you, this hunger in his gaze, it’s insane.

“Are you just fucking with me, Gojo? Is this a joke?” You demand through gritted teeth, and then he laughs again, but it doesn’t hit his eyes, the pupils so dilated the blue was truly hard to handle.

“I wish it was. I hate you because you’re you . You can’t fucking fix it, you can’t buy me expensive tickets, smile at me all pretty, it all makes it worse. Makes me want you more. And so I just hate you completely.”

You take a moment, struggling to process anything he was even saying, as your gaze drifts down his long, lithe body. Although you’d seen Suguru with women, and you’d been with women, you had never felt something like this, intense need clawing away at you. Even with Suguru, who you have such a good time with, you never felt whatever this is.

Was it hate?

What was it?

“I know, you’re so in love you won’t even fuck another guy when Suguru asks too. Loyal when he’s not.”

“We do everything together, or… like I know what he does. He doesn’t hide shit from me, Gojo. He treats me so good.”

“I am sure he does. He’s the best person I know. I just can’t see a world where I have you and want someone.”

His words hit too hard. It's so shocking from his usually cruel lips. “That’s crazy talk, you know, especially…”

“I didn’t mean what I said. Okay? Fucking stupid to think I did.”

“Aw you two are making up, huh?” Suguru sits next to you, handing you both a drink then, and you and Satoru tense up, as your mind whirls. “So, you all gonna fuck this frustration out or what?”

Your eyes go wide with shock, mouth dropping, and you shake your head quickly while you look at him. “Suguru, you can’t be serious about this.”

“Why not. Shoko is coming over tomorrow anyway, why don't we three party tonight.” He winks over at Satoru then.

“You’re gonna fuck Shoko, yuck.”

“Yep and you’re gonna fuck Princess here.” He pats your head, smiling, his eyes closing so adorably like he isn’t talking insane. “What, why can’t you have fun?”

“She doesn’t wanna fuck me.” Satoru says casually, and you gulp then, as he straight up says something so…

False.

“Are you sure about that?” Suguru murmurs, brushing your hair back until it is no longer on your chest, pulling your top back just a bit, and you feel yourself heating up when he’s got your hard nipples basically pressed against the top now. Satoru’s sultry blue gaze hits your breasts, lingering there. “Looks pretty excited to me.”

“Suguru!” You hiss, scowling back at his devious grin, but Satoru is licking his lower lip, making it all glossy, and one of his hands keeps clenching and unclenching into a fist.

“Nothing could make me happier than you two getting along, at least give it a chance. What if you like it, hmm?” He’s nuzzling your neck, and you shift in your seat, biting the inside of your cheek for a moment.

“So you think I’ll fuck her and stop hating her?” Satoru drawls out the words slowly, and Suguru is just rubbing up and down your waist, heightening every insane sensation.

“It’s so good I know you will.”

“Suguru… I doubt that.” You mumble, shyly fidgeting with your thumbs, rolling them around over and over.

“What if I still hate her? Do I get to keep fucking her?” Satoru’s question throws you for a loop, the intent behind his stupidly pretty gaze washing over you, and you feel Suguru’s chuckle behind you.

“No, you have to be nice to her if you want to again.” You scowl at him, then over at Gojo.

“Do I not get a say? I’m not a fuck toy.” You hiss, and Gojo actually smiles then, and it surprises you, how pretty it is. Suguru kisses your neck, laughing against it, while you nervously sip your drink.

“Being out fuck toy does sound fun.” Suguru says softly. “It would be fun for you, too, don’t you think?”

“You really want me to wreck her? She won’t even want you again.” Satoru says, grinning, and Suguru just laughs, grinning back.

“Yeah, you can try but we all know it’s not happening.”

“Have I agreed?”

“Bet she’s soaked.” Suguru is lifting your skirt, in the middle of a game, even though you all were off in a section this was insane, and Satoru’s eyes dart down between your thighs, and you can’t hold in the little whine. “Feel her and find out for me, would you?”

“She doesn’t want me to.” Satoru’s voice is husky, then you feel your thin control snap, as you say fuck it all and take his hand. You meet his shocked gaze, then you look around, and put his hand on your thigh.

“Stop acting like you know me, Gojo.” You raise your brows then, and his smirk eats at you, his thumb sliding against your soft inner thigh making goosebumps prick along your skin.

“Y’know this is the most you have gotten along.”

“Am I up to caliber, though?” You whisper those words, and Gojo’s hand slides even further up, all while his other hand brushes against your hip, nearly touching Suguru’s hand.

“We’ll have to see huh?”

“Cocky little shit.”

“Oooh, so she does have some backbone huh?” Satoru’s grinning at you, with those sharp fangs glinting, lashes lowering over his eyes. And you feel Suguru’s grip tighten on your waist.

“Fuck you, Gojo.” Suguru snorts behind you.

“Okay… sex?” You both scowl over to Suguru again.

Sex, with Satoru Gojo?

“Why don’t you just fuck him, hmm?”

“Who’s to say he hasn’t?” Satoru blows Suguru a kiss and you sigh.

“Am I really gonna do this! With Satoru Gojo?”

“You should be so lucky, damn brat-”

“Satoru….” Suguru starts again, exhaustion clear in his voice.

“Listen, I didn’t turn it down.” He slides his hand fully up, and when his thumb presses where you’re hot and sticky against your panties, his breath hitches, as does yours, both of you just stare at each other, unable to speak. For a long moment, until his thumb rubs in a gentle circle and you damn near whimper.

Fuck.

Yep you were going to do this.

***

In the car on the way home you are sitting next to Satoru and Suguru as their driver Kiyotaka takes you all back to Suguru’s place. Satoru is oddly quiet, you notice, poking around on his phone. You know he still hates you, but his hand is casually on your thigh now, rubbing in little circles, and Suguru is smiling down at you, popping little kisses on your forehead.

“You sure like her thighs for hating her so much.” Suguru murmurs lazily, and Satoru smirks, not looking up from his phone.

“I didn’t say I hate her body. Quite the opposite.” You struggle against the feelings raging inside of you. You had never done anything like this, as wild as you and Suguru were with women, it seemed so different, especially with Satoru. His hands are so big, even bigger than Suguru’s, his fingers are so long they take up most of your thigh.

“You like my legs hmm?” You say softly, and Satoru does lift his gaze from his phone, amused expression clear on his features.

“They’re really short, but they’re nice.” You laugh a bit at that, and it’s the first time you think you’ve laughed around him. His grip tightens a bit at the sound.

“Is that almost a compliment?” He shrugs a shoulder, poking back at his phone then.

“Bet they’d be nice around my face.” Your tummy clenches again at the words, at the imagery, and Suguru seems to pick up on that, his hand coming to your other thigh now, bringing your attention to him.

“You like that idea, Princess?” His voice is teasing, and you gulp, trying not to give Satoru so much satisfaction. But you just give a little nod. “Look at you two, I’m so proud right now.”

“Okay dad.” Satoru leans back some, his thighs even wider, god could he just sit normal you wonder, not pressed so against you. Suguru is the same way, and you’re pressed in the middle of the two of them, your body viscerally reacts, to the point you’re overheated.

“Wonder who you’ll call daddy?” Suguru teases you, and you flush.

“It’ll be me.” Satoru says, cocky and self assured.

“Nah, totally me.”

“Neither of you.” You say, crossing your arms, and they both look at each other, then back at you, grinning.

“You challenging us right now? That won’t end well for you.” Satoru says softly, leaning close, your breath catches with how he looks at you, so intent, his lips tempting you too closely.

Before you can speak, you’ve pulled up to Suguru’s place, and you thankfully can get out of the car, breathe air, but you now have no clue what you’re in for. The way Satoru’s hungry, lewd gaze and Suguru’s easy seductive one glaze over your body, the heat you clearly feel from both of them, the tension between the man who hates you and the man that really likes you…

What are you in for?

And in what world does it end well?”

***

Satoru’s POV

Satoru watches as Suguru leads you, hand in hand to his sleek condo, and as he looks around he wonders, where does he fuck you, where does he lick you? Where does he fuck other women with you? And why the fuck does that thought make him so angry for you. He loves Suguru, and he himself was quite open sexually, this isn’t the first time he and Suguru would share.

But he can’t even imagine having to take turns.

He wants to bring you back to his place, to fuck you senseless, make you forget anything you ever knew. He’d felt your heat, felt that sticky wetness, your soft skin… it was something that he had avoided, touching you in any way. He knew it would make everything ten times worse, and so it did.

When you turn to look up at him, with your gorgeous eyes, your lips parted just slightly, hair a little messy from the day, falling softly around your face… it takes everything in him not to throw you against a wall and fuck into you. It takes every effort not to snatch you up and literally be a horrible friend, take you away, this is what you do to him.

It’s why he hates you.

What effect did you have? And how the fuck could he take turns on you? But he can’t turn it down, no, he needs to feel you, and if this is how it happens, he’ll do it. Satoru Gojo is desperate for you, and that’s something he’s never been in his life, shit came easy for him. Why were you so difficult?

“Drinks? Let’s get drinks.” Suguru pats Satoru on the shoulder, then pats you on the ass, pressing you two together a bit. You look down shyly, long lashes casting shadows on your pretty features.

God you’re perfect, aren’t you?

“Still hate you.” Satoru mumbles, and you just look at him, brows furrowing a little bit, licking your lips and tempting him to no end. How would they feel on his cock, that little tongue sliding against his tip?

“I know you hate me. So why are you doing this?” You whisper, as you two awkwardly stand in Suguru’s living room alone, far too close. Satoru towers over you, you’re so small compared to him. He sees you’re nervous too.

“You’re stupid.” You scowl up at him, and fuck if you’re not stupidly hot when you do so. “I already told you why.”

“But it’s… not… you won’t… what if you don’t like it?” You mumble, and he watches insecurities eat you alive, how had he not noticed before? He just assumed because you’re so pretty you knew.

“What, you need practice sucking dick? Heard you like to eat pussy.” You scoff, rolling your eyes at him. “Or are you a pillow Princess?”

“I like to please.” Your eyes hit his body then, desire reflected in them, and he itches to touch you, he itches to be sweet to you, but he can’t. Nope.

“We’ll see if it’s passable. If not, I'll give some tips.” You laugh, a little bark of laughter, shaking your head.

“Suguru likes it just fine.”

“I sure do. She’s great at blow jobs.” Suguru hands you both a drink, and Satoru can’t stop his gaze locked on those supple, full lips of yours. “Guess what, believe it or not Satoru’s good at eating pussy. From what I’ve seen. But, I’m better.”

“No way, you know I’d win.” Suguru looks at you, and you’re all flushed in the cheeks as you delicately sip your drink. Why is every movement you make just torturing him?

“He’s really, really good though. Licked an accidental I love you out of me.” You tease, and Suguru laughs at that, but you look a little sad he notices.

“Ya didn’t say it back, Sugu?” Suguru grows serious for a moment at Satoru’s obvious question.

“It’s just still early, and she kind of… took it back.”

“I was embarrassed for sure.”

Imagine those words from your lips. Satoru’s grip is so tight on the glass he feels it will just break, shutting his eyes for a moment and sucking in a breath. Was he really going down this path, knowing what would happen when you would touch him, when he would taste you? Knowing he’d get more obsessed, fuck it was just so much easier to hate you.

But how could he turn it down?

It would be such a shitshow but so worth it.

“We’ll have to see who’s better, huh?” Suguru teases, smirking over at Satoru, and he just eyes your perfect little form slowly, humming to himself.

“First, less clothes.” Satoru says softly, and watches your nervous habits, how you bite your lower lip so hard you leave teeth marks, how your hands tremble as you set your drink down. “You're scared, huh?”

“Nope. Sure not.” He smirks at you, but that freezes when you slip your shaky little fingers to your top, popping open one button, then the other, and he has to grip the fuck out of the counter next to him. Your soft, supple skin is revealed with each one, until your breasts spill out, just left in a lacy blue bra.

Fuck he could cum just seeing you.

“Not bad.” He is so full of shit, and Suguru is rolling his eyes, you blink a little, looking down. Fuck he hates himself. But if he’s sweet to you… “Let’s see the rest then I’ll judge.”

“She’s beautiful.” Suguru comes and you lift your long hair out of the way, and he easily unsnaps your bra, then slides it down your shoulders, kissing them, the way Satoru wants to, but he wouldn’t be gentle like Suguru, not if you were his. He would suck and bite every inch of your skin. “There we go, Princess.”

He lets your bra fall to the floor, and you’re bare from the waist up, and he sees them then, your lush breasts, perfect and pretty. Your little nipples are puffy and pronounced, begging for his mouth on them, for his fingers to pinch them. And you just stand there, your shoulders set high, as Satoru eats you up, and fuck if you’re not the most perfect thing he’s seen.

Suguru looks at Satoru, his dark eyes seductive in their glint, as if he could tell how badly Satoru wants you. Your perfect breasts are heaving with your panting little breaths, while Suguru is running his hands down your slender little arms. You look at Satoru, then Suguru, then down, as if you’re a little shy finally.

“Um… up to caliber?” You ask, and he hears it, the bitterness in your sultry little voice. And you should be bitter, mad, fuck you shouldn’t let him see this, should you? But here you are, and you look so fucking gorgeous he can’t take it.

He steps up to you then, taking two fingers and tilting your chin up, looking into those eyes he’d made cry yesterday. “Gorgeous.”

You gasp, and Suguru grins then, pecking a little kiss on your neck, as Satoru’s hands trail down your face, your throat, that delicate collarbone, and he watches your breaths increase. He can hear that little whine you try to hide from the back of your throat, he can feel your energy, your heat near him.

“Told you, baby. You’re beautiful.” Suguru is right, of course he is, and Satoru is damn near speechless at a pair of tits, it’s pathetic. You make him pathetic, don’t you, it’s why…

He should hate you.

No he does hate you.

But…

“Thank you… both.” You whisper, and Satoru doesn’t deserve your thanks, for one stupid word, when you were so much more.

You should hate him.

Why don’t you?

“Why don’t you feel them, Satoru? How nice they are.” Suguru is running his hand around your waist, pressing your breasts up then, and you’re crying out softly, that pleasure on your face making you so sexy. Satoru’s hands slide down, and he feels them, the weight in his hands, and he can’t hold back his own moan then.

Your eyes fly to his, as he cups your breasts in his big hands, and he sees it then, clear as fucking day. You want him. As his thumbs brush your nipples, and your head leans back, for Suguru’s mouth to kiss up the side of it, one of your little hands clutch his shirt, pulling him closer, the other, on one of Suguru’s arms.

“Perfect.” Satoru says softly, and you gasp, but then Satoru leans so close to your lips, you start to shake in Suguru’s hold.

“Perfect.” Suguru agrees, and Satoru watches you melt then, as his lips descend, and he can taste your sweet breath on his lips, it intoxicates him to no end. “You gonna kiss him, Princess?”

You lean up, as he leans down, and your hand slides up to Satoru’s face then, so tiny, a thumb swiping over his lower lip, and then Satoru’s eyelids are low over his eyes, as he presses his lips to yours. You moan at it, so quiet he almost couldn’t hear, vibrating his lips, and then Satoru knows it, knows it when he melts into your kiss, knows it when his tongue swipes into your hot mouth.

It’s all over for him.

And he hates you for it.

***

Your POV

Satoru’s lips send electrical sparks through yours, it’s absolutely insane, as his big hands knead your breasts, and Suguru is hard against your lower back, his big hands on your hips, pressing. But when Satoru’s tongue slides in your mouth, and you drink in his moans? When you taste his breath, when you feel that slick start to dribble from your little cunt?

Fuck. This is bad, it’s bad. It’s bad.

“Hate you.” He whispers then, right on your lips, right when his eyes drink you in lazily, when he squishes your breasts in his hands. It was so quiet you don’t even think he spoke, more moved his lips and you understood.

Satoru Gojo hates you.

Right?

Chapter 2

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58179796/chapters/148138651

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juniperskye · 19 days ago

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Three’s Company

This is just a lil blurb about Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan and you being in love! Based on the following Request: @satans-bitch Hi! Idk if you would be comfortable writing it, but I love the idea of Aaron hotchner x reader x Derek Morgan just all being so in love with each other. Thank u Xx – I took some creative liberties…I hope you like it!

Hotch x BAU! Fem Reader x Morgan

Word count: 883

REQUESTS ARE OPEN - not edited - please be kind. Requests are open and feedback is welcome if it's constructive!

Warnings: My blog is 18+, minors DNI, Fem reader, pet names, poly-relationship (I’m not the most familiar with this lifestyle) canon typical violence, mantion of babies and pregnancy, Let me know if I missed any.

I do not consent to having my work translated or reposted to any other site. That being said I do not own the characters portrayed in this story.

So, neither Derek nor Aaron ever and I mean EVER thought they’d be in a polyamorous relationship. But let me tell you, when you arrived at the BAU, they both knew they had to have you. Aaron had gone to Dave time and time again seeking advice and Derek did the same with Penelope.

They’d both complain that there was no way you were interested, because clearly you like the other guy. Only, that wasn’t quite the issue.

You didn’t just like Aaron or Derek, you liked them both. They were so similar and yet so different and there was no way you could ever choose just one of them.

After many instances of the men fighting for your attention and affection, you pulled them both aside to have a serious conversation.

“I think I should leave the BAU.” You stated.

“What? No!” Derek blurted.

“Why would you think that?” Aaron inquired. “If our behavior has made you uncomfortable, I am so sorry. It was never my intention, and I would hate to see such a talented agent leave because of my idiocy.”

“It’s not your guy’s behavior that’s making me feel this way. It’s my feelings for you.” You said, gesturing to both men.

“Feelings for who?” Derek questioned.

“Both of you.” You blushed.

That evening you’d explained to the men that you had feelings for both of them and had the situation been different you’d have suggested a poly relationship, but you knew that it was too much to ask of two alpha males who’d never been in one before.

What you hadn’t expected to happen was for them to give you a quizzical look and then ask you to give them some time to think about it.

It had been nearly a year since then and the three of you had developed something truly beautiful. Aaron had been so stoic at work but at home he was soft, and he always did everything in his power to ensure you and Derek were both cared for.

And well Derek, he was clingy at home. Always wanting his hands on you and he’d come to really enjoy having physical contact with Aaron.

Like when you’d watch a movie, Aaron would have his arm slung over the back of the couch while you cuddled up into his side, and Derek would be sitting as close to you as possible, practically sitting you in his lap. This position would allow for Aaron’s hand to rest around Derek as well and that warmth became a comfort for him.

There had been another shift shortly after that, pet names…they’d been slipping out more frequently. And not just them men using them with you either.

“Sweetheart can you pass me my phone?” Aaron had asked, looking directly at Derek.

“Sure thing sugar.” Derek had replied.

You had been shocked initially, but it ultimately had warmed your heart to see them falling into this relationship more and more. Their comfort in this had been your main priority, you hadn’t cared about anything else.

Work had been the toughest part of this newfound dynamic. When any of you got hurt on a case, the other two couldn’t exactly hold it together. And with the team being out of the loop of your lifestyle, well they definitely suspected something.

The most recent had been Aaron, he had been shot while taking down an unsub. Thankfully it had been a flesh wound, but when you heard the shot and saw him go down, you couldn’t help the wail that tore through you. The paramedics had requested you step away, and Derek pulled you into his embrace to get you to comply.

“Baby he’s gonna be okay!” Derek said while holding you close.

“He was shot D! What if he’s not?” You cried.

“I know he’s gonna be okay baby. He has to be.” Derek mumbled the last part.

You looked up to see the tears falling from his misty eyes, and you held him tighter. The team sat by and watched the situation play out, fully convinced now that something was transpiring between the three of you. More than they had initially assumed.

The newest development had been the discussion of children. The guys had baby fever, they had seen you interacting with your sister’s newborn and you swear you saw them both drooling over the sight of you.

So…have you ever thought about having kids princess?” Derek posed.

Currently you were lying on the couch, your head in Derek’s lap and him pressed against Aaron. The movie playing, long forgotten as Derek combed his fingers through your hair and Aaron traced shapes on Derek’s bicep.

“Um, yes…I have thought about it. Why do you ask?” You sat up.

“Well, honey, we had a conversation about it the other day.” Aaron clarified.

“You two…had a conversation about me having a baby?” You questioned.

“About us…having a baby.” Derek said, gesturing to the three of you.

Your jaw dropped in shock. What had started as inappropriate flirting in the workplace had developed into a serious relationship between the three of you. One fueled by love, safety, and trust.

“I would love to have a baby with you guys.” You smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

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n30nwrites · 9 months ago

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Poly!Lost Boys x Male!Reader with anger issues?

"Are you fucking kidding me!?"

Okay, there was a part in your brain that was saying that you shouldn't be reacting like this. This was an accident, and even then it wasn't that big of a deal, but the wind was blowing in the wrong direction, it was colder than you liked, and this person spilling beer on you was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Are you stupid? Don't answer that." You grumbled, and the drunk man in front of you decided to yell back. He took a step forward, his breath stinking as he heavily panted in your face. You went to do the same, only for a hand to yank you back.

"Calm down boy." David said, his gloved hand rubbing your wrist gently. "Can't afford to get chased right now." Max's new rules were bullshit.

"Keep your bitch on a leash." The alcoholic said, and even David couldn't hold you back.

Your hand swung back and planted right on his fist, blood coating it as his nose cracked and squirted blood. One good hit was the way to go, and he fell to the ground.

"Oh shit!" Marko pulled you away and immediately ran through the crowd, gaining the attention of another security guard.

"Max is gonna be pissed." Paul laughed, and you couldn't find joy in this moment. The motorcycles weren't far, and therefore you all rushed to get on and drive away, avoiding the humans before you.

"Fuck Max." Dwayne nodded with you, and you all drove to the cave.

You angrily get off of Marko's bike, almost stomping the ground as you jumped down into the cave. It seemed that everything had you set off today. "Are you kidding me Paul? I told you to clean this up!" The pizza boxes from 3 days ago still sat on the couch. Paul looks hurt at your words.

"Calm down." David tells you and you want to hit him.

"Don't tell me what to do."

"You aren't angry at us."

"No i'm not, i'm angry at Max, i'm angry at those surf nazis, and I'm angry at this fucking mess." You knew you couldn't blame them for Max or the Surfers, but at least with this mess you could focus on something. You picked up a trash bag and forced the boxes inside them.

"Stop." It's a command from David, one that has you hypnotized as you followed it. The bag dropped from your hands, "Come here." David has his arms held out as he grabs you. "Calm down."

"Sorry."

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Sorry this took so long and isn't good at all??? Idk I lost inspo for a bit and since The Lost Boys was taken off everything I can't watch it and that makes me sad and non hyperfixated.

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bluegalaxygirl · 1 year ago

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The Vinsmoke family meet their niece (Zosan X reader) P2

Plot: While out shopping with Zoro and Sanji your baby girl Kuina gets tired so you take her back to the sunny only to bump into the three Vinsmoke brothers.

Warning: Violence, Blood, Injuries, bad language and Making out

Reader is female and for this i gave her the ability to control Snakes that come form tattoo's on her arms, she can change the size of them but they are also connected to her emotions, Kuina is 8 months old and has Sanji's eyebrows and blonde hair but your eyes and skin tone.

Zoro X Sanji X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship.

After getting your snake out Ichiji dropped your baby to avoid the attack her little body wrapped in a blanket hits the floor and her screams make your heart and mind shatter. Your snake's eyes change form round to slit feeling your pain and the overwhelming need to protect it attacks anything it can besides you and the baby. You're overwhelming emotions causing it to go out of control and soon burst out the top of the warehouse as Niji electrocutes it and Ichiji fires red light at it, the fight causes a big explosion making the snake scream in pain as it falls aside and into a nearby building. You manage to pull the red spikes out despite the pain and shakily walk over to your baby as she lay on the floor screaming her little lunges out, you can't help but cry as you drop to you knees next to her on. Blood dripping from your hands, legs and mouth but you reach out running your finger tips over Kuina's cheek leaving some of your blood behind. You want to hold her so badly but you can't pick her up in case she's hurt, you don't want her to hurt.

"You bitch" Yonji yells out running at you but you put up your other hand out and make your fingers into fangs. The tattoo snake on your arm leaps out and tried to sink its teeth into him while wrapping its growing body around him, but he manages to throw it off only for it to lunge at him shoving him through the side of the building. The two snakes team up to attack the three man pushing them further away form you while attacking anything that gets in their way. The sound of screaming people, building falling apart and your snakes hissing in a scream like sound falls on def ears, all you can hear is your crying daughter, her cheeks red and tear stained as she wriggles on the floor "Shhhh, it's ok baby... mommy's here. Oh, sweetie i'm so sorry" you cry leaning over your baby unable to control your cry's and the snakes that just left you. You kiss her forehead and listen to her scream and cry, it hurts you, it hurts more than the pain in your limbs and stomach.

You sat there for a while not knowing what to do, your baby cry's but your in too much pain to move and you dont want her to slip out of your hands due the blood. You flinch as a hand touched your shoulder, looking up you jab your nails into the person only for them to grab your hand. You glare at the girl in front of you but you soon relax a little at realizing who it is "Reiju?" you ask not believing that the Pink haired girl is actually in front of you "It's ok, i'm here to help, let me help you" her voice is so soft and it calms you down a little but you put your focus back on your crying baby "Kuina, please help her" you gulp trying to stop the tears as the pink haired girl nods and looks over your baby with a smile. You move over a little, so she can see but you watch her every move "She's beautiful, and she's ok, just a little bump, it's a good thing she's crying" she smiles stroking the baby's head and wiping away her tears "He dropped her" You whisper not convinced your baby's ok, Reiju takes your hands and starts bandaging them up "I think my blanket took most of the fall, you have a doctor on the ship right? so i'm sure she'll be fine with him" her words were so kind, you remember meeting her a few times, she helped luffy and even though she hardly said anything to you she always had this sweetness about her even when she tried to hide it around her brothers and farther.

You watched your baby start to calm down as she finishes bandaging your other hand. "Thank you" you suddenly say getting her attention "For the gift basket and card, Sanji was so happy and Kuina loves her blanket, carry's it everywhere with her" you smile your eyes locking with your baby girl, Reiju smiles back helping you sit back against a wooden create before picking your baby up and puts her in your arms. Holding your baby again felt amazing, she stopped crying as she looked at you feeling safe in her mothers arms, You felt relief seeing she was ok but you did wipe the blood you left off her cheek. Reiju checks the rest of your body soon getting to your stomach which you hiss at in pain throwing your head back into the crate while gritting your teeth "Sorry, you probably have internal bleeding, i'm going to give you an injection to stop it but your doctor will need to know.. Sorry this is going to hurt" she states taking out a needle before stabbing it into your stomach, you grunt and grit your teeth at the pain but it soon stops when she pulls it out and takes care of your legs. You look up at the broken ceiling and then around you see the damage your snakes have done, the sound outside is still going on, loud hissing and buildings breaking, you can stop them but you have to get up and tell them but a part of you doesn't want to, they were brought out to take down Sanji's three brothers, and they won't stop until they are dead or you pass out.

You bring your focus back to your baby her beautiful eyes looking up at you and when you smile down at her she smiles back with a small giggle. You turn your attention to Reiju who's bandaging your legs up the best she can, blood stains the ground around you. You feel tired and the need to pass out is almost overwhelming so you gently place a kiss on Kuina's head before laying her on the floor, you don't want to drop her if you do pass out. "Come by the sunny later" you smile leaning against the crate looking down at he pink haired girl who stops in shock before looking up at you "What?" she asks confused why would you invite her to the ship. "I want Kuina to meet her aunt properly, so please, if you can come by later" your eyes start closing as you talk, you hoped to stay awake longer but before you could hear her answer darkness took over, there was one thing you noted though, for some reason a tear feel down the pink haired girls cheek.

Zoro and Sanji run following the snakes as they get smaller and smaller until they were just normal looking snakes, they slithered into a warehouse that looked almost destroyed and up your arms again going back to normal tattoo's as you lay on the floor your arm around Kuina who was awake and playing with your fingers. "Y/N, Kuina" Sanji and Zoro yell out running to you two, Sanji looks you two over before picking up Kuina who reaches out for him. "Hay sweet heart" The cook tears up holding the baby close in his arms, relief washing over him at seeing his baby unharmed. Zoro gently rolls you over and sits you up a bit but you don't wake up, he looks you over confused your wounds are bandaged up and cuts are stitched closed, someone was just here and took care of you. "Is Kuina ok?" Zoro asks looking over at his daughter "Yea, yea, she's fine" Sanji sighs standing up as Zoro carefully picks you up in his arms and stand up. The cook walks closer and looks you over, your passed out but your not bleeding. Zoro looks around the warehouse seeing the mess and blood on the floor, it makes his blood boil, not only did they hurt Sanji in the past, but they tried to kill you and hurt his baby. "What's that?" Sanji asks snapping Zoro out of his thoughts as the cook reaches into the strap on your shoulder pulling out a piece of paper holding Kuina with one arm. The two walk out while Sanji reads getting a little teary eyed when seeing its Reiju who helped you and his baby. "Guy's what happened?" Nami yells out running towards them along with Chopper, Luffy and Franky "We need to get them back to the ship, Kuina has a head bump and Y/N has internal bleeding" Sanji runs over to the group handing Chopper the letter as Zoro runs up behind him trying not to shake you too much as he runs.

You feel sore all over and the light on your face isn't helping things but you force your eyes open a little, the light blinding making your head hurt but you soon manage to adjust and see a white ceiling "Kuina" you call out your voice sore as you try and talk "Hay love it's ok, she's here" Sanji comes into view bending over you and running a hand over your cheek, you turn your head to the side seeing Zoro holding your awake baby girl who's playing with his earring's. You reach a hand out for your baby but you can't reach so Zoro pulls up a chair with his free hand and sits in it next to the bed and leans over so you can touch your daughter. You run your fingers over her back with a small smile, your baby turns around and takes your finger in her small hand "she ok?" you ask trying to sit up, Sanji helps you sit up being careful of your stomach in the process "Yes she's fine we're worried about you" Zoro looks you over seeing you struggle but at least your awake. Once your comfy Sanji sits on the edge of the bed and holds your other hand "What did they do to you? To Kuina? and don't tell me it was nothing because your snakes have never acted like that, even on Wano, they attacked us" Sanji asks his eyes sad and full of worry, you squeeze his hand and look at the two with worry "What? They attacked you? I-i'm sorry, d-did they hurt you?" You panic a little, you never thought they would that "No baby were fine, we handled them, but they did a good job kicking their asses" Zoro laughs making Kuina smile and giggle too. "My love, please tell me what happened, why did they attack you?" Sanji leans closer wanting to know.

You sigh and rub your thumb over his hand "They said your dad wasn't happy, i wasn't targeted or anything, and he didn't ask them to go after me they just saw me and thought" You stop yourself flashes of what they did coming back, Zoro places a hand on your shoulder as you continue "They only hurt me they didn't hurt her....until i, Oh god it's my fault, i'm sorry baby" you start crying, tears streaming down your face as you lean over to kiss your baby's hand, you remember her screams and her falling to the floor "I'm sorry, i should have kept my mouth shut" you place your forehead in your baby's arm before being pulled into a hug by Sanji who shushes you as he holds you "It's not your fault love" Sanji soothes stroking your hair and kissing your forehead "Yes it is... she'd be ok if i kept my mouth shut. They talked so badly of you and once i started i couldn't stop... it's my fault" Zoro places his hand on your cheek moving closer to you "Hay don't you dare... you're a fighter, she's not hurt, you protected her" Zoro leans over showing the back of Kuina head by moving some hair out of the way. "See, not even a scratch" He whispers as the baby fusses in his arms a little, You reach up and run your fingers over her hair sighing in relief, there no bump or redness. You manage to stop crying and pull away from Sanji "You did great love" The cook leans down placing his lips on yours for a light kiss, you kiss back with a small smile before pulling away and taking Kuina form Zoro.

Your hands still hurt but you don't care, you pull her to your chest and let her play with your head as you kiss her head and hold her close. "I'm so sorry love" Sanji leans in placing a kiss on the back of Kuina's head "We didn't realize you were gone until we talked with Nami" Zoro puts a hand on the cooks shoulder trying to reassure him "This is no ones fault but those three" The swordsman was right but you both couldn't help but feel guilty in some way "And when i see them, i'm going to kill them" You let out a laugh at the swordsman's words "I'll join you" You reply as Zoro places a kiss on your cheek with a smile "Make that three" Sanji joins in squeezing your hand and placing his other hand on the swordsman's leg, Kuina pulls away form your shoulder and babbles a little making Zoro laugh stroke her head "Yea, you'll kick their asses too won't you?" You hand the baby back to Zoro who holds her up as she giggles "Your gonna get them yea?" he asks nuzzling her belly making her laugh. You smile at the two as he brings her down into his chest only for your baby girl to try and eat his earring's, he pulls her away as she gets annoyed at him and shakes his head at her. "You want to come and eat with the crew?" Zoro asks you before standing up with Kuina "I think someone's hungry" he laughs as Kuina starts trying to put his earnings back in her mouth, but he pulls his head away again. You nod as Sanji helps you to the edge of the bed where you sit for a second feeling pain shoot through you stomach "You ok?" Zoro ask watching you wince a bit in pain "Yes just sore but i can walk" you nod about to get up only for Sanji to pick you up bridle style "My queen doesn't walk" Your cook smiles down at you, holding you as you all head to the kitchen.

The kitchen was lively as you sat at the table closest to the door, your baby in her high chair at end of the table, she was starting to eat solid food now, it used to just be baby food that Sanji would make but now she eats all sorts of course through the day you still give her a bottle, but she seems to prefer sold foods now. Sanji sits across form you eat and some times helping his baby eat while Zoro sits next to the cook, the food was made by Sanji while you were out but Nami and Robin were kind enough to take over, so he could sit with you and Kuina in the medical room. You were snapped out of your loving look to your boys by a knock on the kitchen door. Things suddenly go quiet around the table as everyone looks at the door. You could make out a figure through the door window lightly smiling you stand up "Babe/Love" The boys call standing up too but you walk round and place your hand on Sanji's shoulder with a bright smile "It's ok, i know who it is, don't worry" you move to the door and open it to see the pink haired sister Reiju standing there. You step aside and let her in, Sanji's eyes widen upon seeing his sister walk in as the others smile at her and wave, Zoro looks over to her with a small smile while your baby looks up at Sanji then to Reiju. "Sis?" Sanji asks stepping closer as the pink haired girl rubs her arm a little not sure how to react or what to do "Thank you" Sanji smiles hugging his sister as you move to sit back down. She tenses a little before hugging back slightly looking around the room over his shoulder.

The room goes back to normal, people laughing and eating as Sanji talks with his sister for a minute before bringing her over to the table. Her eyes land on you then to Kuina who is still looking up at her in amazement before smiling and reaching her arms out to the woman blabbering away. "You want to hold her?" you ask making her jump a bit at your question "I-urm... sure" Reiju sighs giving in to what she really wants, Sanji take the bib off Kuina and picks her up handing her to his sister who holds your baby close, Sanji helping her since his sister has no idea what she's doing. The baby giggles a little and reaches for the pink hair running her hand through it but not grabbing or pulling, "You were passing out when you asked me to come, i didn't know if it was still ok" Reiju whispers looking to you as you gave her a warm smile "I meant every word i said" you reply making Reiju finally smile, her eyes watering a little as she looks down at the baby in her arms "Are you ok sis?" Sanji asks worried about his sister, he had no idea what you two were talking about but at least it made his sister smile "I'm an auntie... she's beautiful Sanji, I hope she grows up to be just as kind and loving as you" The pink haired girl looks up at her brother with a big smile making the cook tear up and hug his sister.

With dinner over it was now only you, Zoro, Sanji, Kuina and Reiju in the kitchen, Zoro sat next to you with his arm around your shoulder as Sanji sat next to his sister who was still holding the baby girl "I'm really sorry this happened" The pink haired girl sighs looking over at her brother "I knew farther was mad but, i didn't think this would happen" Sanji places a hand on his sisters shoulder giving her a sad look "Your farther didn't plan this" you state leaning into Zoro as the girl looks up at you a little surprised, she wasn't convinced her farther had nothing to do with this but then again the three boys have acted out of impulse before and a need to impress their farther. "Bu- bu" Kuina calls out while playing with one of the wings on Reiju's costume making her giggle "Is that my name now?" she asks the baby who repeats the name "I'm guessing she's trying to say butterfly, right?" Sanji asks leaning into place a kiss on the baby's head as she smiles and pats the wing in her hands. Zoro lays his head on your shoulder watching Sanji and his baby feeling more relaxed now that its all over. A snail phone goes off Reiju jumping a little before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a very small snail phone, she hands the baby to Sanji before standing "I should go" She seems to panic a little but Sanji stands and grabs her arm "Wait, you just got here" Zoro stands too walking over to Sanji and taking the baby off him "It's farther" Reiju sighs the phone still ringing in her hand.

Sanji's eyes turn to anger "I want to talk to him" The cooks blood boils only for Zoro's hand to pull the cook away form his sister "I don't think thats a good idea" Sanji glares at the swordsman wanting to berate his farther for almost killing you and his baby, it doesn't matter if he had nothing to do with it. "Zoro's right, please don't" You stand up the pain killers wearing off but you hold back the pain trying stop another fight with the Vinsmoke family. "Fine i won't say anything but i want to hear what he has to say" Sanji steps back crossing his arms over his chest. Reiju sighs looking down at the phone before answering it "What took you so long?" You sit back down holding your stomach feeling a little sick at hearing that voice again "I'm sorry i was busy sorting ou-" Reiju try's to make up an excuse that doesn't involve any of the straw hats only to be interrupted by her farther "Yea, i heard about the mess they've caused, what happened?" He sounded angry but it was a good thing he didn't know much. Sanji bits his tongue his face going red from anger as Zoro pulls him into his chest to try and calm the cook down while holding Kuina in his other arm. Reiju sighs putting on a stoic face as she talks "The three got into a fight with a local who disrespected them, My apologies for not being there when it happened" A sigh can be heard from the snail phone "Don't lie to me"

Your heart drops as you look at the phone "I know you want to protect your brothers but lying to me isn't going to get you anywhere. Tell me what happened" His voice got louder and more angry as he talked, Reiju looks at the three of you giving a sorry look since she has no chose but to tell him what happened, she knows that her farther most likely knows the three brothers had a run in with the straw hats otherwise he wouldn't be this mad over a destroyed village. "They attacked some of the straw hats" she states hearing silence on the other end indicating that he wanted more, she sighs before continuing "Y/n and her daughter and then later Sanji and Zoro" There's another moment of silence before the man grumbles "Are they dead?" His question causes Sanji to pull away form zoro to yell only for the swordsman's hand to go round the cooks mouth holding it, so he can't talk. You slowly stand and make your way over to take Kuina while Zoro restrains a very angry and fighting Sanji. "No, there alive, all of them" Reiju answers watching as her brother struggles against Zoro and you back away holding your Kuina "Good, those boys i told them to leave it" Sanji stops fighting at hearing the mans words "That boy is no longer my son so it shouldn't affect us" You glare at the phone in the pink girls hand as it talks "Yes i was mad when i found out since it technically is a part of our blood line now but it doesn't carry our name. We'll at least have some separation, now get back here and bring your brothers, i need a word with them" The phone clicks off and you sigh in relief glad that its all over, and he didn't know that you all were in the room.

"I'm sorry" The pink haired girl sighs putting the snail phone back in her pocket "You've got nothing to be sorry for, you handled that well" You smile at her walking over to give her a pat on the shoulder which she smiles at and runs a finger over your daughters cheek. "You gonna stop?" Zoro asks Sanji his hand still around the cooks mouth and holding Sanji's back and arms to the swordsman's chest, Sanji sighs no longer struggling and nod, the green haired man lets go of the cooks who turns and rubs the back of his head "Sorry" The blonde sighs as Zoro rubs his back "I know, i hate him too" Zoro has never met Vinsmoke Judge but that doesn't mean he can't hate the man "I should go, i'm really sorry about all of this" Reiju turns to her brother who walks over and gives her a hug "Thank you sis, I'm happy for you to visit us any time, just don't bring them" Sanji pulls away earning a smile and a nod from his sister "It was a pleasure meeting you" Reiju runs a hand over Kuina's head as she starts to fall asleep in your arms. She nods to you and Zoro before leaving the kitchen and the ship. "Are you ok?" you ask placing a hand on Sanji's shoulder, he looks a mess "I-I don't know, i'm just glad you and the baby are ok" The cook pulls you into a light hug being careful of the sleepy baby in your arms and your stomach, Zoro sigh and walks over putting his arms around you and Sanji kissing the cooks cheek "Everything's ok now, plus you got to see your sister" You smile up at the cook before leaning up to place your lips on his, he gladly kisses back running a hand up and down your back. Sanji pulls away and looks at Zoro leaning over and placing a kiss on the swordsman's lips who gladly kisses back.

"There's nothing to worry about now, their safe" The swordsman pulls away to speak looking down at you and Kuina who is now fully sleep in your arms, Sanji looks down at his daughter in your arms and smiles looking over her cute face, her rosy cheeks and how her lips part as she breaths "Sanji" Zoro finally manages to get the cook's attention as you giggle a little "Lets head to bed" The swordsman pulls away form you two heading to the kitchen door and opening it for you all. You walk out followed by Sanji who keeps a hand on your waist, turning the corner you see Usopp and Franky cleaning up after fixing the side of the ship "I didn't think it was that bad" You get there attention both looking up at you and Kuina "It was mostly internal, were done now, so she can sleep" Franky whispers moving some stuff out of the way for you "night" Usopp waves as you walk past them followed by Sanji and Zoro. Once your in the room you place Kuina down in her crib and head over to your chest of draws to get changed, Sanji leans on the side of the crib watching his sleeping daughter and taking her blanket away since she shouldn't have it while asleep. Zoro watches you take your top off struggling a bit so he heads over and helps you throwing it in the washing basket and running his hand over your bandaged stomach. You look over your shoulder at him seeing his face worried and slightly angry "It's ok" You whisper turn to face him and cup his face prying his eyes away form your stomach "Everything's ok" You lean closer placing your lips on his.

Zoro steps closer placing his hand behind your head while running his tongue over your lower lip, you open your mouth for him your tongues meeting as he hums into you enjoying the kiss you both share before pulling away. He helps you get dressed being careful of your injuries and then walks you to bed and helps you in, Sanji finally pry's his eyes away from his daughter and gets changed then crawling into bed and laying his head on your shoulder kissing your neck "I love you Mi amour" The cook whispers making you smile "I love you too darling" you whisper back placing a kiss on his forehead as Zoro gets into bed on your other side and kisses your shoulder wrapping his arm around you and onto Sanji's waist "I love you too Hunk" you look over at the tired green haired man beside you who lightly kisses your lips "I love you both" The swordsman lays his head down on the pillow next to you closing his eyes to fall sleep, "I love you too Zo" Sanji smiles running a hand up the swordsman's arm thats over your hips. The three of you lay there feeling relaxed now that the day is over but also exhausted soon falling asleep.

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hongjoongscafe · 2 years ago

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For bitch hours can I request Poly!MinChan x reader? Where reader kind of slipped and fell on top of their friend and accidentally kissed them and MinChan got upset? Sorry if it’s vague and hard to understand heh 😅

-Anon

I wrote it in the worst condition. My eyes are barely open😞. If you dont like it, plz, do send the ask again. I will happily write something better than this crap💓

Kiss

Bitch hours

Pairing: bangchanxreaderxminho

Warning: double penetration, mean minchan, spanking.

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“Hey! Welcome to my house, y/n!” Felix greeted you when you knocked on his door.

Chan and Minho, your two loving secret boyfriends, were sitting on the couch already. Their eyes were fixed on you. You looked hot in your shorts and a white button up.

“Thank you, Felix,” you smiled and went inside. You sat between your boyfriends, greeting like they weren’t just licking your mouth a couple hours ago.

“Lemme get you all some drinks that you all are here,” Felix got up.

“Ah, let me help you!,” you quickly got up to help your friend bring the drinks and other snacks.

Felix smiled and handed you some snacks to fill the bowls. You both talked about random stuff while he was pouring the drinks. Keeping in mind to give you non-alcoholic drink because you were going to drive the other two boys home.

He took the drinks first. As he was placing them down, he accidentally spilled some on the marble tiled floor. “Ah, be careful over here,” he sat down, not caring much about it.

You came back with the bowls filled with everyone’s favourite treats. You put the tray on the table and move towards the couch to sit next to Felix.

But your feet slipped on the wet floor and fell on Felix. Your eyes were tightly shut, waiting for the huge impact. But instead of something hurtful, your lips felt another pair of pillowy lips on them. Your eyes opened and met another pair of huge eyes looking into yours.

The room fell dead silent. Bang Chan’s hand was hovering over the chips bowl. Minho’s hand was in mid air with the flute of champagne in it.

They saw yours and Felix’s lips pushed together. Something burned inside their chests. Their eyes met and then snapped back.

You hastily removed yourself from him, “sorrysorrysorry,” you started chanting. More to your boyfriends than Felix.

“Uh,” Felix cleared his throat, “no, it’s okay! It was my fault, I should have cleaned the floor right away.”

The whole evening went awkwardly. You wanted to go back home and shower the feeling away. Your boyfriends were tense too. They didn’t speak to you the whole evening and were glaring at you whenever your eyes met.

Now, the three of you were at home. You made a quick journey towards your bathroom to take a good shower. Your clothes were on the floor in a pile, and you were about to step into the shower when you felt strong arms holding you and picking you up in the air.

In the blink of an eye, you were sandwiched between two hard chests, that were heaving heavily.

“You should stop whoring around too much, love,” Minho hissed, his breath fanning your face.

“How was the kiss, slut?” Bang Chan clutched your waist, fingers digging into your skin.

You knew this was coming, sooner or later. Their possessiveness was beyond your knowledge. They didn't want to disclose the relationship that was considered taboo but was a pleasure for the three of them.

“Chan, we gotta teach her who she belongs to,” Minho's voice dangerously fell low. The grumble in his chest vibrated against you.

Bang Chan chuckled darkly, “oh, she is in for a ride,” then turned you around to face him. He pinched your cheeks together making your pout pop out.

Chan bit your lips and kissed messily, tongue entering your hot mouth. Minho took his time running his hands over your body and finding their way towards your pussy.

Minho's palm harshly cupped your pussy and rubbed it. With his free hand, he pried your legs open and slapped your cunt. You flinched and moaned in Chan’s mouth.

“So wet already?” Minho tsked. “Bet it's because of that kiss that your pussy enjoyed too much.”

“No,” you whined.

“Shut up!” Bang Chan clutched your hair and pulled them back, harshly. “You can not get away from the punishment, you fucking whore. Gotta remind you who you belong to and mark you good,” his lips immediately attached to your neck. His teeth sunk into your skin, leaving a pleasurable sting. He was bruising your neck while sucking the skin. Soon he found your sweet spot that made you hum in pleasure.

You felt Minho's hands on your ass, trying to part them. His cold and slicked fingers rubbed your rim. Your eyes fell on the strawberry-flavoured lube on the washbasin.

Your mouth fell open with a silent moan when you felt Minho's warm cock circle around your rim and pushed inside slowly. “Fuck,” his voice shuddered. “Need to fuck this ass more… Doesn't feel like it has been ever used.” he bottomed out in your ass.

He didn't think twice about your comfort or discomfort. This was your punishment. You needed to feel it too. No matter how bad he felt about it inside but the image of you kissing someone else burned his veins.

You moaned half in pleasure and half in pain when his long cock thrusted into you. “You like that, slut?” Bang Chan rasped. “You like that cock in your ass?”

“Yeah,” your head rolled back on Minho's shoulder. He held your neck from behind and tightened it, choking just enough to make your head feel dizzy.

“I bet her other hole feels so neglected and useless,” Chan bit your nipple. “Shall I fill it up?”

You gasped at his words. They have never done that before, using your ass and pussy at the same time. Your puppy eyes looked into Chan’s raging ones.

“Looks like our slut would like it, won't you?” Chan rubbed your clit painfully slowly while Minho was thrusting deeper and steadier. “Or maybe we should call Felix too, no? Then we will have all of your holes filled,” his middle and ring fingers found their way into your pussy. And then he held his cock with the same hand and brought it closer to your slit before rubbing it over your cunt.

Chan was quick to fill you up with his cock. “Oh my God,” you hissed.

Minho felt Chan entering you, his face scrunched up and felt that his cock was being even more suffocated.

They both thrusted turn by turn. They plunged hard and fast into your holes. You felt the pain but you were too fucked up to even form a sentence.

“Fucking slut, so ready to open her legs for everyone,” Minho left your neck and kneaded your boobs. Their balls were hitting your skin. Their cocks were filling you up so well. You felt so full of them.

“Will you do that again?! Are you going to whore around like that again?!” Chan harshly asked.

“No!” your tears ran down your cheeks. “No, only two you,” you were fucked.

Their hips worked faster into you. Minho was feeling Chan moving inside you. If he was long and thick, Chan was longer and thicker. Minho felt like he was getting punished for some reason. He loved it.

“I'm gonna cum,” you screamed.

They stopped inside you suddenly, snatching away your sweet orgasm. “No,” you cried. “Don't do that!” your face was red and your nose ran down along with your tears.

The boys, deep down in their hearts, felt bad but the jealousy clouded their minds. They started pushing in and out again, picking up pace. They were trying to approach their high.

Your hot velvety walls hugged them so well. Your slick was running down your thighs and was slicking up Chan’s balls.

“Fuck,” Minho moaned when he felt you clenching around them. “Cum with me, Channie.”

“Yeah,” he later moaned. “Gonna fill up her cunt. Gonna fucking mark her and let her know she belongs to us and no one else. Wanna see our cum leaking out of her cunt and ass while she takes to every one of our friends.” the image of it pulled the both towards their high.

Your cunt and ass clenched around them, finally making them fill you up to the brim. Your cunt was throbbing and hurting, begging for a mind-blowing orgasm. You wanted to cum but they were quick to pull out and push you onto the counter.

Minho spread your legs open and they saw their cum dripping out of your cunt and asshole. Your ass was swollen with the force Minho used.

Chan slapped your ass once. “Ahhnngh,” you moaned. Then twice. Thrice. Till ten. He spanked you hard, releasing his jealousy on you.

“I hope tonight will remind you of us before you open your legs in front of anyone,” Chan said before he left.

Your ass was sore and your legs turned into jelly. But you still managed to clean yourself and took a shower. Your body was hurting and asking for care.

When you stepped into your room, no one was there. You felt like crying, covering your head with the sheets and letting the tears out. Then you felt the bed dip from two sides then you were pulled out of the sheets gently and settled on Chan’s lap. He caressed your body and Minho brought some food for you to eat. He specially hand-fed you.

“Be careful next time,” Minho gently caressed your head. “We hate to see others enjoy what is ours. We just love you.”

“Mhm, we love you a lot to see you in that situation, love,” Chan pecked your pouty lips. “Forgive me for what I said. You know I don't mean it.”

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endless-oc-creations · 4 months ago

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I’m so sorry about the gross anon. Can you tell me about some of your poly ocs/poly ships? I’d like to make you something for them if that’d be alright!

Aw, thank you so much! I appreciate it! It's very sweet of you to offer to make me something! You totally don't have to make me anything, but you more than welcome to if you want! ❤️

I think I counted that I have almost 20+ ocs with Poly and AU poly ships so I don't wanna spam you with all of them. And I don't know what fandoms you are into or like. So, I'll just pick three and give you a couple dynamics they have in their relationship.

1.) My 'The Hunger Games' oc Rosette Clearhill. Whose poly with Katniss Everdeen & Peeta Mellark.

Basically Grumpy(Katniss) x Sunshine(Peeta and Rose)

Protective(Peeta and Rose) x Completely reckless(Katniss)

The stressed one(Katniss) x the one who tries to help ease their stress but accidentally adds to their stress(Peeta and Rose)

100% they are THE OBLIVIOUS X THE OBVIOUS !!!! X THE OBVIOUS!!!!!!!!!

Extremely hyper(Rose) x Very calm but still loves their energy(Peeta and Katniss)

2.) My 'The Walking Dead' oc Sean Carter. Whose poly with Rick Grimes & Daryl Dixon.

They have a dynamic called the anxiety x audacity. Sean is the anxiety while both Rick and Daryl are the audacity in the relationship.

“I’m so fucking done with you”(Daryl) x “I’m going to be an insufferable bitch and you won’t get rid of me no matter what”(Sean and Rick).

Daryl pretending to hate the attention they get but actually loves the attention they get x Sean and Rick showering Daryl with love and attention.

Touch starved(Daryl and Sean) x physically affectionate (Rick)

Daryl and Sean are the "don't touch me unless you're my lover/partner Rick Grimes ( who they have a total attachment to) and if you attempt to touch them your hand will be severed. "

3.) My 'MCU' Oc Robyn Hammer. Whose poly endgame with Wade Wilson and Logan. I tried to avoid using this one because I've been talking about them so much but I couldn't resist for the life of me...

Robyn and Wade are the SUPER Affection bigs while Logan is the touched starve tiny.

Robyn is the 'calm', Logan is the 'no energy' and Wade is the one with TOO much energy.

Robyn cuddles up to Wade, almost like a koala, clinging, while Wade sleeps on Logan's lap and Logan just sleeps and is forced to be cuddled piled on.

Their ship dynamic is 100% "murderous". Meaning, "Will kill you"(Wade and Logan) x "Will also kill you" while Robyn looks all innocent.

The “you holding your knife against my neck and pressing me against the wall like this makes me more horny than scared” with a smirk on their lips(Robyn and Wade) x the “what in actual fuck is wrong with you?” with their left eye twitching, grip tightening around the handle of the knife in utter annoyance(Logan).

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roseofdarkness0 · 2 years ago

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More Incorrect quotes but this time Poly shipping bc yes:

Married Au Incorrect Quotes + Drabble

~•~

Florida : Why are your tongues purple?

Louisiana: We had slushies. I had a blue one.

Texas : I had a red one.

Florida : oh.

Florida :

Florida : OH.

DC:

DC: You drank eachothers slushies?

~•~

New York : Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like DC a little bit.

Gov: holding New York 's notepad You doodled your wedding invitation.

New York : No, that's our joint tombstone.

Gov: My mistake.

~•~

Louisiana: I’ve never asked someone out. How do you even do it?

Florida : Oh, what I do is, I look them up and down and I say: “Hey… how you doin’?”

Cali, scoffing: Oh, please.

Florida , to Cali: Hey, how you doin’?

Cali:

Cali: giggles and blushes

~•~

Texas : The first time I saw you, you stole my heart.

Gov: But I'm a kleptomaniac, so that doesn't mean anything.

~•~

New York : You don't need my blessing to go kiss Gov. In fact, I was pretty sure you were already kissing Gov!

Cali: Nope.

New York : In that case, as the archbishop of Cali's fully awakened gaydom, I give you my blessing to immediately leave and rectify that as soon as possible! Go now, my child, and kiss Gov right on the lips!!!

~•~

Cali: We’re getting married, bitches!

New York : And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

~•~

Louisiana: So, what is Florida to you?

DC: The reason I wake up every morning.

Louisiana: ...That’s adorable.

Florida earlier that morning, barging into DC′s room, smacking pans together: WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!

~•~

Louisiana: DC is too tall for me to kiss them on the lips. What should I do?

Gov: Punch them in the stomach. Then, when they double over in pain, kiss them.

Texas : Tackle them!

Cali: Dump them.

New York : Kick them in the shin!

DC: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!!

~•~

Cali: My crush isn’t picking up on my hints.

Gov: What hints have you given them?

Cali: Well, I think about them a lot.

Cali: And sometimes I even think about talking to them.

~•~

Texas : There's no way they like me back.

New York : Louisiana would throw themself in front of a moving car for you.

Texas : Louisiana would throw themself in front of a moving car for fun.

~•~

Gov: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

Florida : Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

~•~

Florida : Hey, Cali, what do you think it would be like if we had kids?

Cali: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly.

Florida : No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it?

Cali: Can't really say I have.

Florida : You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes.

Cali: Sorry, Florida . For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.

~•~

Louisiana: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you?

New York : Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now.

New York : Would you like me to tutor you?

DC: That was smooth.

~•~

Cali: I asked Gov out.

Florida : Oh, I’m sorry.

Cali: Why?

Florida : Well, I assume they said no.

Cali: No, they said yes.

Florida : Really? Then I’m sorry for them.

~•~

Cali: Is there anyone here who’s actually straight?

DC: raises hand

Texas : puts their hand down

~•~

at 3am

Florida : runs into Texas ’s room and turns on the light Wake up sleepyhead!

Texas : wakes up Dude!

Florida : cackles

Gov: sits up from where they were sleeping behind Texas What the fuck, Florida ?

Florida : jaw drops Wait WHAT-

~•~

Cali: Hey, New York , are you free on Friday? Like around eight?

New York : Yeah.

Cali: And you, Texas ?

Texas : Umm... yes?

Cali: Great! Because I'm not. You two go out without me. Enjoy your date!

Texas : Did they just-

~•~

Gov: DC, you'll be working with Florida and New York .

DC: Alright! My fantasy threesome!

Everyone else: blank stares

DC: ...Of people on a team.

#ben brainard #welcome to the table #wttt #wttt incorrect quotes #wttt gov #wttt dc #wttt florida #wttt louisiana #wttt california #wttt new york #wttt texas #poly ship

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cozyreadings-ao3 · 6 days ago

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I keep thinking about the DbD characters and their sexualities, like Huntress being a soft butch lesbian, but in a she loves dresses, pretty things, showing off her muscles, and splitting a log in half with her bare hands kind of way. She's confident in her attraction and if someone has an issue with it well they're dead anyways so not her problem. I also think she's the type to want a domesticated

Or Trapper being a repressed gay, he's not homophobic, and supports his friends who are gay, but that ain't for him. So what if he gets a little turned on when a guy crowds him in a corner, who wouldn't get turned on by that. Everyone fantasies about a shorter guy straddling them as they're tied helplessly on the bed. (I headcanon huntress as the one to tell him while ghostface just nods his head in agreement every time trapper tries to justify it away. Like yeah buddy you're totally right everyone feels that way.)

Sorry goofy thoughts, what kind of sexuality Head-canons do you have if any for the characters?

You’re always a real one when it comes to sending in asks, thank you so much Fishy!! 💖

I genuinely love this question and your own little answers so much! I have quite a few headcanons that I’m happy to share!! ^^ Of course, I’m gonna start off with Claudette! <33

Claudette - Your typical outdoorsy and academic lesbian, educated and always busy in her studies. She’s overall very femme, and will definitely wear dresses every now and then. However, she does prefer to wear pants and shorts, just in case she finds herself in the garden for any reason. She hates staining clothes, especially her prettier pieces. Grass stains never come out. (I also headcanon that she’s older but shorter than Meg <3)

Expand for more…

Meg - Shes’s definitely a sporty masc lesbian, commonly wearing sports bras and track shorts. Though, Meg’s not opposed to feminine styles, especially if Claudette asks for her to match or try something on. The only thing she’s ‘picky’ about are built-in shorts for skirts and shorter dresses. It allowed for more flexibility. Meg also keeps her hair braided and pulled back for sports, creating a seemingly short hair length. Yet, she takes her braids out in her downtime, revealing her longer than expected hair. (She absolutely does playfully pick on Claudette for being older but shorter)

Susie - First of all: I couldn’t be happier that she’s canonically a lesbian- :,) Susie is the type to unfortunately always fall in love with just the tiniest bit of “affection” given. One simple compliment and this girl is head over heels. She’s always in and out of relationships, just trying to fill the painful void of not having Julie as her own. Susie is poorly desperate for love and a genuine relationship, leaving her constantly seeking romantic validation from anyone.

Julie - I say this affectionately, but Julie is a bitch- JAHAHS :,,) Anywayyy <3 She’s a bisexual, poly/open queen who cruelly ignores Susie, and instead has both Frank and Joey at her sides. She definitely power trips a lot, even if she isn’t currently holding the power in the relationship.

Frank - Frank is definitely bisexual and poly/open as well. Despite what some might believe by appearance and attitude alone, Frank is very unbothered by his sexuality. He’s actually proud to be in a relationship with another man involved, it’s not something to be ashamed of.

Joey - A pansexual poly king who perfectly fits in between Frank and Julie. He never thought a polyamorous relationship would be for him, but Joey was pleasantly surprised after trying it out and enjoying it.

Yun-Jin - Deeeefinitely a repressed bi girl- She would look over another girl, have a gay panic moment, and just play it off as admiration rather than love. Can’t a girl just like another girl’s style…? I could 100% see her getting sloppy drunk and making out with another girl, only to deny the true feelings behind the act in the morning

Vittorio - This man is seriously, undeniably gay- I fucking love his style and piercings though, he’s a fashionable gay, and I really respect that so much <3 You just know him and Tarhos have done some CRAAAZY stuff together—

Wraith - Philip has that gay man vibe to him…and this answer is kinda inspired by a certain cool artist who love Wraith x Hillbilly… They have tainted my thoughts, I genuinely love that ship now- :,)

If you’re curious, I have more answers under this post, you just gotta scroll down a bit! :)

#cozyreadingsao3 #dead by daylight #dbd #dead by daylight headcanons #claudette morel #meg thomas #susie lavoie #julie kostenko #frank morrison #joey dbd #yun jin lee #vittorio toscano #philip ojomo #lgbtqia

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sweetlywingedcreation · 5 months ago

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for the character ask: shadowheart baldursgate3 . idek anything about her I just think she's pretty🙂‍↕️

Hell yes!!! Shadowheart!!!

How I feel about this character

Okay, so I love Shadowheart so freaking much!!! She was the first companion I romanced in BG3 and has claimed a special place in my heart. (thank you to my bestie who convinced me to choose her instead of Astarion for my first playthrough. Changed my life)

She's like one of the very few women I'm genuinely attracted to and she makes me question my sexuality a little lmao.

Once you get her to trust you she stops being cold for the most part and starts being sweet and a little dorky and OUGH I just love her.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

I ship a decent amount with her but my mains are:

Karius my Tav (I have so much shit written and in my brain for these two! That's his fucking wife your honor!!! In my brain I've labeled them HeartBeat)

Halsin (the other half of my CanonXOc OT3 They are in a very happy poly relationship I have dubbed UrsineHeartBeat)

Karlach (Any time I'm not playing Kairius I always think of these two since they're almost always on my main team and their banter is always so fun. Also 'she looks like she could throw me over her shoulder' Is a god-tier line from SH. These bitches gay! Good for them... Good for them.)

Laezel (I'm not the biggest shipper of them but I think they're neat! Love a good enemies to lovers speedrun)

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Astarion!! I've seen some good romantic stuff for them but honest to god I just think they'd be besties drinking wine and gossiping.

My unpopular opinion about this character

I don't think I really have any???

Like I like her character arc of learning to trust you and opening up slowly. I know some people thought she was bitchy in the beginning but in her defence, she was literally brainwashed by a cult not to trust people, it's kind of understandable she'd be cold and distant.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

More romance options in Act 2.

I know she was occupied with all of the Shar stuff happening but both Astarion AND Gale (and probably others but I only really know these 2) have a second romance scene in Act 2. I genuinely thought I fucked her and Kairius' relationship up when I didn't get anything until LITERALLY the end of it (right before the boss).

IIRC all you get from her is a brief 'Hey we had somethin' going, didn't we? Sorry, I was too busy!' moment. Like Gale gets a whole scene under the stars, Astarion gets an entire moment where you can hug him and tell him you care for him.

Where's Shadowheart's version!? Let me tell her how I care for her and that I'm glad she's okay after everything that happened in the gauntlet! Let me give her a night orchid and hold her hand under the stars! Let me heal her sliced palm from the blood sacrifices and tell her how strong she is for betraying Shar!

Yes, I know they're technically story beats and not EXPLICITLY romance scenes but cmon man.

Hells, I even wrote an entire thing about Kairius dying her hair (despite that happening in Act 3) because I just wanted MORE for her.

Maybe she gets a second thing in Act 3 idk, I never finished the game lmao but still. Let me love this woman more dammit!

Anyways

Thank you for asking!!!! I love Shadowheart ^~^ <3

#ask game #bg3 #shadowheart #shadowheart bg3 #bg3 spoilers #act 2 spoilers #jas rambles #cyberexorcism

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simmer-until-tender · 1 year ago

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Sims tag

Thanks to those who tagged me~

1. what’s your favorite sims death?

satellite. It's so sudden and random and weird. Death be that way sometimes.

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match?

whatever makes my game look like a dog ate a box of crayons and vomited all over everything

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight?

hell nah, I have too many skinny bitches in my game as it is

4. Do you use move objects?

religiously, and then I yell at my sims when they throw routing errors

5. Favorite mod?

whichever one makes the hobby NPCs go fuck themselves

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got?

I got university from the library lol but I think the first one I owned was open for business, which was a revelation at the time. I always wanted nightlife but was too afraid to ask my mom for it cause it looked SEXY. now, as an adult, can confirm nightlife is the best one. but I am a sexual deviant, so.

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?

in my head it's like "aLIVE" but from a linguistic perspective I gotta concede that the "LIVing" pronunciation makes more sense because it's consistent with the other modes (buy/build) which are verbs not adjectives

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

I hate all my loser sims I guess I have a sweet spot for a child sim I made back when I was a child. She lived in a trailer, had big droopy eyes like Brittany Spears, and was named Miami.

9. Have you made a simself?

yeah I basically always have one but she's a townie. to play her would be weird. here's the bitch

10. What sims traits do you give yourself?

sloppy and lazy yeeeeeee

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color?

the custom mohawk colors bro

12. Favorite EA hair?

this bitch still has a hold on me

13. Favorite life stage?

I like teens, they're so sassy, getting them to do their homework sucks but also unlike children they can just get bad grades, nobody cares

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the game play?

I'm a builder but I'm trying not to give up on gameplay. It's not working.

15. Are you a CC creator?

not really, I like recoloring things to look like an 80s train-wreck though

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sims squad?

.....there are sim-cliques?

17. What’s your favorite game (1,2,3,4)?

sims 3 is hideous (sorry bout it), sims 4 has lovely landscapes but the gameplay is akin to watching paint dry. I'm sure I'll love the sims 1 once I get around to playing it. I like creepy weird stuff.

18. Do you have any sims merch?

i wouldnt let myself be seen dead in sims merch also fuck EA

19. Do you have a youtube for sims?

I have too much CC to also run a screen recorder without tons of crashing lol I have no self control

20. How has your “sims style” changed throughout your years of playing?

with every passing day i am more of a builder and more of a maximalist also i keep making animal sims now like some kind of furry *shudders*

21. What’s your origin ID?

lol just say no to origin

22. Who’s your favorite cc creator?

who made the baby bbq? them

23. How long have you had a simblr?

since 2017. I was a baby in undergrad then. making sims stories was like my therapy. now im an adult with real therapy.

24. How do you edit your pictures?

I churn them mindlessly through photoscape generally. anything else is too much work.

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next?

SIMS 2 REMASTERED

SIMS 2 THAT RUNS WELL ON A MODERN COMPUTER WITH SIM HANDS THAT ARE MORE THAN 7 POLYS PLZ

I'm not sure who has/hasn't done this. I'll tag @sicksadsim, @pixelatedpanic, @letomills, @snapdragoned, @ivycopur, @bubuthejedi, @lifetime-want

#sims #simblr #the sims

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ch1lde-mora · 2 years ago

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sdjfso hello!!! shanna's here to bother you with another request!!! because well we're [peace sign] not doing good up there in the ol' nogging umu but could i maybe get some soft ch//ya hcs with holding hands maybe,,, i want someone to hold my hand (v pls hold my hand qwq ilysm i hope you're doing well)

HII SHANNA!!! Im so sorry ur brain isnt brbrbrbr-ing,, shakes brain i hope you feel better soon!! it looks like u want poly but i’m gonna do both a la carte & poly because the brain is just feeling it rn [hearts x5] (HOLDS UR HAND ILYSM ;V; i’ve been better but still not that bad!!) thank u sm sm shanna~!! xoxo, v (edit 3 months later: ik ur probably out n about and feeling better but i wanted to get this out for you!! ur such a sweet person ty for giving me this req)

(edit, ONE YEAR AND 6 MONTHS LATER: wow i really thought i got this out and i didn’t.. Time to make things right 💪 EXTREMELY SORRY FOR THE DELAY WAAAAAH ;;)

they r in my heart forever i love these two

Poly

Childe’s definitely in the middle of you two when you all hold hands

Swings your hands back and forth and tries to walk faster, but Kaeya won’t let you guys LOL

Hums his fav snezhnayan song if you’re lucky!

Interlocks all of your fingers too

Kaeya is more chill when you guys are all together, content with just lacing fingers and walking (albeit slowly) to wherever you need to go

If childe’s not humming you guys will usually talk quietly amongst yourselves just about common things like the groceries or plans with friends later

He would never tell you, but Childe really enjoys all the simple domestic stuff you guys get to enjoy like this

Kaeya usually rubs the fingers of whoever’s hand he’s holding (in this case, Childe’s) with his thumb as you guys walk and doesn’t comment on it, mention it or expect anyone to mention it at all. It’s just something that he does

When sitting at a table, they will have you in the middle holding hands under said table

It’s really funny trying to eat/drink this way

Because when they try to let go to actually eat you might look at them with those pleading puppy eyes just screaming “don’t let go 🥺”

Either you’re serious about this whole hand holding thing or you’re just being a sly bitch to make this experience a whole lot more hilarious but regardless, they don’t let go and resign to eating with one hand

It’s not practical at all and I don’t see it happening very often but when you want attention, who are they to deny?

Bonus: if you’re holding both of their hands, they will feed you with their free hands

“Need a little help? Do you perhaps have your hands full?”

(lmk if you want a one-shot format in the future because this was so fun to write)

Childe

Holds your hand anytime he cannot hold your waist, which is often

He’s always trying for some sort of physical contact, whether that be an arm over the shoulder, around the waist, yet if those are unachievable he opts to go hand in hand with you down the street

He holds your hand shopping, he holds your hand if you guys are driving and at a red light, he holds your hand up elevators or just up STAIRS IN GENERAL?

Always rationalizing his thoughts with “What if they fall. I should keep them from falling. I should hold their hand” when in reality he just wants to be close to you

Usually holds your hand with your fingers interlaced

If you reach out to hold hands first his cheeks might go a little rosy if he wasn’t expecting it

When in an open field like a park or clearing in a forest, he will sometimes take both of your hands and just spin you and him around like he used to do with his siblings in the snow

Sometimes if it’s really hot and you guys can’t cuddle in bed, he’ll just hold your hand instead

“Don’t you always want to hold and touch things that you love? I know I do.”

Kaeya

I see Kaeya as more of a person that wants a little bit more personal space when out and about, but he wouldn’t object if you initiated first

In private he would hold your hand shamelessly, but prefers to link arms if possible

I think he would charm you and ask if you wanted to hold his hand then be surprised when you actually did it

He’s held hands tons of times before (duh) but he feels like it’s more special when it’s with the one that he loves

There’s also that feeling of doing something so simple and “first-base” with someone you love that puts butterflies in your stomach when you do it for the first time in awhile

That’s what he feels like when he feels your hand in his

Doesn’t interlace his fingers but rather just grips your hand with a firm but not too tight hold

Because of his fingerless gloves and the spikes on the wrists of them, he gets a little bit scared they might poke you

Of course, the ever confident Kaeya keeps that to himself and says nothing about it, and it literally doesn’t end up ever being an issue

If you rub his hand with your thumb, he notices and fixates on it but doesn’t mention it, thinking about it for the rest of the day when he has to eventually depart for his work

“Hm.. Perhaps we should do this more often. What do you think?”

#genshin impact #chaeya x reader #chxxya #childe #kaeya #kaeya x reader #kaeya x childe x reader #childe x reader #headcanons #hcs #gi hcs #request #super late #i'm so sorry again #hope you're doing well #enjoy #requests are open #!!!

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bloodlrust · 11 months ago

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So I'm working through agoraphobia and I'm in therapy, getting a real life and talking to people and such

I met this guy about a month ago, I'm gonna keep this really short because there's a lot I could say on how we met and everything - all you* need to know is when we first met he sat on my lap for half an hour to be silly and I asked for his number or something lol (*I know nobody is reading this)

So he invites me to this local concert, right? He has his girlfriend* (*He's openly poly) and someone else who I immediately identify as my fucking coworker from my internship that's on winter break rn, like we canvassed together I've pissed in their bathroom before it's a crazy ass coincidence ??

Anyway he's crazy af he's moshing for the first two acts of the concert, he comes back the third because he's tired and hurt his leg, his girlfriend goes to the front of the stage and he asks my coworker to move to where she was sitting "To not neglect them" and he lays down, putting his legs on me and resting his head on my friend lmao

Act 4 his girlfriend comes back after some seat shifting and he goes to the bathroom, I try to make conversation with his girlfriend but she's shy and keeps it short which is fine. He comes back and squeezes in between us, I'm forced to put my arm up on the couch over him and we sat like that for awhile

I usually ignore crushes because I'm really bad at reading things and I just want friends before anything else, right?

Plus, I've heard a lot of drama with one of his exes (Who I think might just be crazy but that's a long story) and basically I just didn't think I would be his type anyway

He, sat in-between me and his girlfriend, reaches out his hand. I'm really oblivious so I just look at him until he leans over and tells me to hold his hand.

I smile and oblige, clearly I assume it's platonic as I could clearly assume he's just a physical friendly kinda guy, whatever right?

And then he does the thumb stroke thing. Like, a LOT. We spend the rest of the final set holding hands and I'm a little flustered and so many things are running through my head!

The thing is, both queer people and autists are notorious for being oblivious to romance, even if it's super obvious.

So if I say I'm scared to assume it meant anything like that because he's ALSO queer and autistic and he could've just meant it platonic‽ Or is that kinda circling back to "oblivious even if obvious"?

I don't know how to ask either, I don't want to ruin what could be a good friendship by suggesting something that I'm fine without, y'know‽

I can't afford to lose friends when it's so hard for me to get out there and make some!!! Like if it is real I'm not sure how I'd approach a real relationship. I promised myself after my ex my next relationship would be in person because long distance kinda sucked for me (mostly because my ex is/was a bitch sorry)

#🐺#diary #this was so long I'm sorry #long post #if someone is reading this and wants to give insight or advice please

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sopebubbles · 2 years ago

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Chapter three

Summary: How many men will it take to save you? To be honest, you've gotten pretty used to saving yourself. Even though you're far from a delicate thing, Los Angeles is a dangerous place you can't seem to escape no matter how hard you try. The top 7 members of Bangtan should never have crossed your path, but they soon find they'd do just about anything to help you escape your past and make it safe for you to stay. But will you?

Genre: mafia au, poly, angst, some smut, honestly a lot more fluff than i expected, POC reader/oc

Warnings: toxic relationship, cursing, angst, oops

WC: 5K

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"You better have a good fucking reason for pulling me out of her bed tonight," Taehyung growled as he slid into the seat of the car Jungkook was driving.

"We got a tip that the Chinese are on their way to the club tonight. So it's all hands on deck," Jungkook told him as he drove down the street.

"Left my fucking gun in the car," Tae muttered.

"Glove box."

Taehyung popped open the door and took out a handgun. "If any of them show up tonight they're gonna die, and if they don't, it's gonna be you with a bullet in you for pulling me away from that beautiful girl."

"What, her pussy's made of gold?" Jungkook smirked.

"Bitch, it might be. I'll let you know if she ever lets me touch her again." Taehyung sighed regretfully. "It was our first time. Her first time, I think."

"Shit. That's tough luck, hyung."

Taehyung looked out the window as they pulled up to the club. Patrons were still pouring out. Namjoon would have shut the place down as a precaution. It was close to closing time anyway.

"I'll let her yell at me tomorrow and then we can have makeup sex," Taehyung smiled hungrily.

"Sounds healthy."

"Fuck healthy. It's fucking hot."

"How does Jimin feel about the whole Val thing?"

"It's Jimin. He doesn't give a shit. He wants to fuck everything that moves anyway. As long as I still fuck him when he wants, I don't think he could care any less."

Jungkook hummed as the flow of people slowed out of the front doors and the two finally got out of the car.

It had ended up being a long and bloody night. After Taehyung had arrived home and washed off all the blood and sex from his body, he wished for nothing more than to be able to slide into bed with you and hold you tight, shut out all the dark things in the world he would try so hard to hide from you. But how long would he manage to keep them hidden?

He slept late, not having gotten to bed until well past 4am. When he awoke it was nearly twelve hours later. He searched around for his phone, but found the battery dead since he'd forgotten to plug it in when he got home. He sighed heavily as he reached for the cord and then dragged himself out of bed. He washed his face and brushed his teeth, doing his best to tame his bed head before going to the closet to pull out a pair of white shorts and red short sleeved button down that youd said you liked on him once. After letting his phone charge a bit, he was disappointed to find there were no messages from you. Maybe you were more mad at him than he thought. He couldn't blame you, and he was just as mad. The only place he had wanted to be last night was in your warm little bed. He promised himself he'd be back there as soon as possible.

He wrote you a text to say he'd see you at the bar, but he deleted it, deciding to surprise you instead. The house seemed quiet when he came down the stairs and he almost thought he'd get out unnoticed.

No sound preceded Namjoon's voice. "There's a shipment tonight."

Taehyung turned to find the man sitting in his favorite chair, a book open on his lap.

"I know. I'll be there."

"Thanks for what you did last night." Namjoon spoke without looking at him.

"Of course. You know I'd do anything for you, hyung."

"Heard about your girl. I'm sorry."

"Ah, it's alright. I'll go pick up some flowers and say I'm sorry. I'm sure it will be fine." Tae jingled his keys anxiously.

"Good. You should bring her to the club sometime. I'd like to meet her. You seem to be very invested in her."

A dopey smile took over Taehyung's face. "I am. I think that I'm falling in love with her. But-" he took a deep breath. "I just want to keep her away from all this for now."

Namjoon hummed. "If you want her to be a part of your life you can't keep it from her."

"Yeah, well you have Jungkook. You wouldn't get it."

"And you have Jimin."

"It's not the same, hyung, you know it. She's different, and I want to protect her." Namjoon finally looked up at his younger brother to see the hint of desperation in his eyes. "I'm just saying, you can't protect her by lying. Being in her life right now, with everything going down with the triads makes her unsafe, not knowing could put her in real danger. She should at least know who to turn to if things go south."

"She's got me, hyung. I gotta go fix things with her. Bye." Taehyung abruptly cut off the conversation and headed for the door.

"Don't be late tonight!" The older man yelled after him.

Taehyung stopped by a small shop on his way to Little Bar to pick up a bouquet of roses, even if it felt a little cliche. When he arrived at the bar it was dead, with only one older regular nursing his beer in the corner. He didn't see you, only Mariana.

"Where's Val? I thought she was working today?" Taehyung asked, folding his arms over the back of one of the tall chairs.

Mariana's eyes flashed from his face to the flowers in his hands and she scoffed. "She was supposed to, but I took her shift, since she can't get out of bed."

"Can't get out of bed? What happened to her?" Panic crept into his voice and he leaned in closer.

"You tell me," she glared. "She was a broken mess when I got home last night and it's your fault."

Taehyung cringed at the accusation. "I didn't-"

"Tae, you can't just leave a girl like that!"

"I– it was an emergency! I didn't have a choice!"

Mariana shut him down and turned away. "Don't waste your breath explaining it to me."

"Gimme your keys so I can go see her. I'll explain." He begged, following her down the bar as she cleaned.

"Hell no. I'm not gonna help you get to her again. It's your mess, you clean it up, culero."

"That's a new one, thanks," Taehyung muttered before he exited the bar with his head hung low.

Taehyung walked the few blocks to your apartment and looked around. There wasn't anyone on the street. He could yell at you from the gate and try to get your attention. Maybe someone would come and he could convince them to let him in. Maybe they would just call the police. He took another look up and down the street and opted to climb over the fence in one of the vulnerable points he'd spotted weeks ago. In spite of how tall the fence was, the only real difficulty once he got a foothold on the adjoining wall was trying to do it without damaging your flowers, but he managed. He took the stairs two at a time to the second floor, rushing to your door and knocking loudly.

At first he didn't hear any movement at all and he knocked again, louder and longer, maybe you were sleeping and needed to be woken up. He wouldn't leave until you answered the door.

"Val!" He yelled your name as he continued to knock for several minutes, and annoyed neighbors peeked through their blinds and cracked doors. "Cmon, Val. Talk to me. Let me explain." When you still didn't answer he finally took out his phone and called you, hearing your phone ring from inside a second later. There were still no movements inside as you let the phone ring out until your voicemail picked it up. Taehyung groaned in frustration, but he was starting to feel really worried. What if you were hurt or sick or something really had happened to you? What if you were gone?

"Valentina, listen to me. At least come to the door to let me know you're okay. Let me fix things. Please." His voice was softer and calmer now. He only had to wait a moment before he heard the creaking of your floorboards.

"I'm fine, Taehyung. You can leave." Your voice was barely audible from the other side, but he heard it and it hurt his heart.

"I don't want to leave. I need to see you." You didn't respond, but you didn't move away either. "Open the door, Valentina."

You left him hanging another moment, and when you did finally open the door you left the chain on it.

"Val, please," he begged, looking heartbroken at the defense mechanism used against him. "Let me in."

"You don't need to come in. I'm fine. Go away." You wouldn't look at his face and he realized things were much worse than he thought. He searched your face for signs of the anger he had expected. But there was no heat in your gaze, no brutal words waiting on your lips. He looked for signs you had been crying, hoping he wouldn't see them yet feeling even more desperate when he didn't. No red puffy eyes or nose. All he found were dark bags under vacant irises, as if you hadn't slept, eaten or even drank any water since he'd left you. Because he'd left you.

"Baby, I'm sorry. There was a family emergency last night and I had to go. I didn't want to. I swear I would have much rather been with you," he started to apologize. He watched you take a deep breath and close your eyes. A few seconds passed and when you opened your eyes, they blazed.

"Don't come back here now and make excuses, Tae," you spat at him.

"I'm not!" He whined. "I should have told you last night but I was in a rush and I didn't know how to explain, so I just left. I shouldn't have left you like that. I'm sorry, baby. Let me make it up to you."

You scoffed at him. "Go back to the club if you're looking for a quick fuck, Taehyung. Stop wasting my time."

"What? No! Is that what you think? Baby, no!" He tried to convince you, and the desperation wasn't hard to sell because he was telling the truth.

He held the bouquet up to his chest so that you could see them for the first time.

"Are those for me?" You asked timidly.

"Of course they are, baby. There's no one else for me, Val."

You considered for a second, lips pouted. "Let me have them."

"Let me in."

"Pass them through the door, and I'll consider it."

Tae caved. He was the one doing the groveling here, afterall. He sighed and slipped the heads of the flowers through the opening in your door. Before he could get them all the way through, you slammed the door on the stems.

"Aw, Val, come on!" Taehyung whined.

"Vete al demonio!" You shouted back and walked away from the door.

Tae sighed and rubbed his forehead harshly. But then he stopped to think for a moment. Anger was his best case scenario. It was easily a step up from sadness and miles above the empty look he'd seen in you before. If anything, your anger meant you had already forgiven him, or at least you were on the way. He just needed to push your buttons a little more and you'd be a mess of kisses in no time.

"You don't mean that, Val. Now let me in or I'm breaking down the door!"

"Don't you fucking dare!"

"You know I will, Val! You let me in or I'm coming in but I'm not leaving."

"You're such an asshole!"

"I know, baby," he replied calmly, almost in a laugh. "But I'm an asshole who loves you."

Suddenly the door whipped open. "Don't fucking say shit like that right now."

Tae rushed in the open door and scooped you up in his arms. "It's true though, baby, I love you."

You wrapped your legs around his trunk and kicked the door closed in the process.

"I love you so much," he continued, peppering kisses up and down your neck.

"Then why did you leave me?" You whined into him.

"I'm so sorry, gorgeous. I didn't have a choice. It really was an emergency."

"You went to see Jimin," you pouted. Taehyung pulled back from you, running over his final moments with you last night.

"My brother was in trouble. Jimin was with him. Is that what's been going through your pretty little head? You thought I left you for Jimin?"

You nodded, lips still pouted. "He called and you left. And you must like him more than me."

Taehyung chuckled. You were too damn cute. "Everyone needs to stop worrying about Jimin. Jimin and I are fuck buddies. We care about each other as friends, and that matters, but I don't love him like I do you, and he doesn't love me that way either. If it weren't my family, which admittedly Jimin is connected with, nothing would have dragged me from you last night. Especially not Jimin. I'm so sorry I left you with doubts." He kissed the side of your face before he kissed your chapped lips.

"Is your brother okay?" You asked, still in pout. Taehyung guessed it would take lots of kisses and maybe a treat or two to get you to stop. That was okay by him.

"Yeah. Everyone is safe now. But I will have to go later to take care of something."

"No!" You whined and buried your face in his neck. God why did he love it so much when you acted like a brat?

"Not until tonight. Right now I'm all yours. Let's go get something to eat and then I'll take you to buy anything you want."

"Can I have you? In my bed?" You asked with open mouth kisses on his neck.

"Yeah, you can. You can have me for free," he grinned as he rushed you over to your corner.

You weren't particularly materialistic but you didn't stop Taehyung when he tried to buy his way back into your good graces, because you were desperate to believe he loved you—to be loved period. You were desperate enough for it to ignore the warning signs about who he really is as they piled up. You didn't ask questions about where the money came from for the nice clothes he bought you when he wanted to take you out for a nice date, even though he continued to be vague about what he did for work. He was still hiding details about his family, telling you as little about them as possible. Even when he materialized an apartment out of seemingly nowhere, you didn't ask any questions, not wanting to know the truth.

The time you spent with Taehyung was so liberating when he let you be someone different; it made you feel so distant from who you really were that you refused to see any similarities between your present and your past. You ignored the cringey feelings that creeped up your spine sometimes when he was controlling or overprotective, believing that he just loved you so much he needed to be with you and make sure you were safe every moment that he could, that he needed to know where you were at all times.

The apartment that Taehyung told you he had rented was a studio, not too far from Koreatown. Most nights you stayed there with him after you left work, always with him. He either stayed with you through your whole shift, keeping a watchful eye on everyone who came through the establishment, or he'd come in after finishing whatever "work" he had for the evening. He had told you that he drove around some rich Hollywood type, but the hours seemed irregular—just another detail you would push to the back of your mind so you could sleep in his arms at night. After work he'd take you to his little love nest and fuck you senseless, falling asleep with you held tightly to his chest. He couldn't sleep any other way.

In the mornings, you tried never to linger too long, unable to quiet the voice that told you if you spent too much time in his space, he would tire of you or punish you for it, even though he always seemed to be trying to pull you back into bed.

He frequently went with you to the gym, saying he had to make sure men stayed away from what was his, until you stopped going altogether because you weren't comfortable anymore.

But most of the time, when neither of you were working, you had adventures, went to the movies, played on the beach—though you never took your shirt off, much less wore a bathing suit. Taehyung would take you to do practically anything you wanted, everything you'd previously been denied. He fed you such an illusory freedom that you couldn't help but want to be with him. Nights he couldn't spend with you or had to leave because of some emergency left you feeling empty and better, and it terrified you.

And of course you still fought like cats and dogs. You'd complain about how overbearing he was just to have him grab you and tell you how much he loved you. If he wanted you mattered more than if the manner in which he wanted you was correct. At the end of the day, even if Taehyung knew he was making you less and less safe, he made you feel safe. And safe and free were the only two things you'd ever aspired to be. He made you feel so safe that you'd stopped looking over your shoulders and checking locked doors.

One night in August you were just at the beginning of a closing shift. The place was pretty busy, and Mariana and another girl were working with you. Your back was turned, pouring a draft when you heard Taehyung's voice low and threatening.

"The fuck you looking at?"

You sighed and turned to see your boyfriend glaring at one of your favorite regulars. "What's the problem, mi amor?"

"This guy was staring at your ass," Tae accused.

"Here you go, Eddie," you said as you handed the man his beer. "Ignore him."

"What? You're just gonna let him look at you like that?" Eddie made the smart move and took his beer away to the farthest corner.

"He's harmless," you shrugged.

"Oh, so I guess you'd let him touch you if he wanted to, too?"

"Taehyung, stop. If he tried to touch me I'd beat his ass. But he wouldn't, so stop it."

Taehyung laughed. "I'd like to see that, actually."

You crossed your arms and stared at him. "I'll beat your ass too, if you don't quit. So drink your beer and shut up or leave. You're driving away all my good customers." You mumbled as you cleaned a bit of a drink you'd spilled.

"You don't need them."

You laughed loudly. "I need to pay my bills."

He shrugged. "Easy. Come live with me. I'll take care of everything."

You looked over at Mariana and you both rolled your eyes. "Cállate. No digas tonterías," you said quietly.

"I'm serious. I can give you everything you need."

"I have everything I need," you insisted.

Taehyung opened his mouth to argue with you, but his phone rang. He quickly dug the device out of his pocket and turned slightly away from you to talk, not that it made a difference since he was speaking in hushed Korean anyway. Honestly, you were glad for the interruption. You hated conversations like these, when Taehyung's possessive and controlling tendencies crossed your boundaries, even if you couldn't speak of them. It made your muscles tense and triggered a fight or flight response in you that you struggled to control. It made your heart beat fast and your skin sweat, but not as bad as what Taehyung said when he got off the phone.

"I have to go do something for my brother. I'm sorry." He sounded annoyed, bordering on angry, but you felt a little relieved that he was leaving for a while.

"Okay. That's okay, babe." You kept a blank expression so he wouldn't see how your body eased.

"I'll be back to pick you up when you close," he promised. "Wait for me, alright. Don't go out alone."

"I'll be fine, Tae," you giggled as he met you at the space between two sections of the bar to give you a kiss and grab your ass.

"I love you. Don't let any of these guys touch what belongs to me."

You scoffed. "I don't belong to you, Taehyung!"

He grinned and pecked another kiss to your lips. "Of course you do."

It made your skin crawl and your blood boil, to be spoken of as a possession. You felt dizzy as you opened your mouth to say something, but he was already gone.

The night passed quickly with how busy the bar stayed. You barely thought about what Taehyung had said to you before he left or how it made you feel, not until you were closing up. The bouncer, Alex, asked if you wanted him to stay, when Taehyung hadn't shown up by two o'clock, but you told him you'd be okay. Taehyung was almost never late and if he was it was only by a little bit. You would just wait inside like he asked you to. But after thirty minutes had passed, you were tired and you were starting to get worried. You had sent Taehyung text messages but they went unanswered. When you tried to call you realized it was because his phone was off, sending you straight to voicemail. That was weird, but maybe his phone just died and he was already on his way. You swallowed the lump in your throat and waited.

After a whole hour had passed you were ready to give up. Something must have come up. You tried not to think of worst case scenarios. Something came up and his battery had died and even though he really wanted to be there, he couldn't and he would explain and make it up to you tomorrow. Everything would be fine. No need to create wild theories and accusations in your mind.

With a sigh, you slid off the barstool you'd been whiling away your time at. You flipped it up on the bar and went out the door. You locked it quickly and turned to go home. It wasn't far, a straight shot just two blocks ahead. As you approached the alley, a man stepped out that you recognized vaguely. He was Asian, but not any of Taehyung's friends that you'd met. No, you'd seen him a few hours ago inside the bar. Had he been waiting for you all this time?

"Hey, baby," the man leered at you.

Your blood ran cold and you stopped in your tracks a few yards away from him. Your hands curled into fists as your right foot slid back.

"Whatever you want, you're not gonna get it. So you might as well leave," you warned him.

"That's really cute," he smiled before you felt a cloth cover your mouth and a body press against your back. And then you went limp.

Taehyung slammed the car door, pissed that Namjoon had called him to the house when he was supposed to be free for the night. He drove too fast through the streets all the way to Beverly Hills, and stomped into the house like a petulant child.

"What the hell do you want?" He barked at Namjoon.

"What the hell has gotten into you?" Namjoon asked as he continued to get dressed for the evening.

"I'm supposed to be with Val tonight."

Namjoon rolled his eyes. "You're with Val every night. It's started to take a real toll on your work, too. I think a night away will be good for you both."

"A night away? The fuck is going on?"

"I need you to go down to San Diego to bail out Dongsun." Namjoon looked at his adopted brother in the mirror as he spoke. "Don't pout. Val will be fine without you for one night."

"You don't know that. She could be in danger."

"And whose fault is that?"

"Yours, as a matter of fact," Taehyung pointed out.

Namjoon sighed heavily and turned to look at him. "Look, it's just a quick trip to San Diego, get Dongsun out and come back. If you leave now you might still be able to get your dick wet tonight."

Taehyung groaned. "It's really not about that, hyung. I get this horrible feeling when I'm not with her, like I'll never see her again."

"You're just in love, Taehyung. Or obsessed. Honestly, I think some time away would be healthy for you."

"We can't leave Dongsun in jail until tomorrow?"

"No. He needs to be out tonight. And Jin and I need Jungkook and Hobi with us at this meeting. You're the only one that can take care of this for me."

Taehyung sighed. "Why has Dongsun always been such a fuck up?"

"Hey, that's your cousin. I just hope it doesn't run in the family." Taehyung thought about giving him the finger, but just waved him off instead. "Hey take one of our cars, not yours," Namjoon called after him as Taehyung left the room.

Taehyung grumbled to himself the whole drive to San Diego, which took longer because he hit rush hour traffic on top of a huge accident. By the time he got there it was nearly midnight. Then he had to wake up the DA and drop off the money to get the charges dropped—clearly not a first time occurrence, but a major pain in the ass. After giving his cousin an earful and practically kicking him out of the car, Taehyung was back on the I-5 to Los Angeles. It didn't make him feel any better though. No matter how fast he drove, there was no way he was going to get to you on time. His phone died and he didn't have a charger in the car, so he couldn't call you. He thought about stopping to buy one, but it would only slow him down.

Taehyung pulled up to your apartment at half past three. He could still see the light on in the living room, so he thought you might be awake. After checking the street, he climbed over the fence and raced up to your door. He tried to knock quietly so he wouldn't disturb anyone, but when you didn't answer he knocked louder and called your name.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Jimin asked when he answered the door shirtless.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Taehyung fired back, although it was clear he had interrupted something.

"I'm with Mariana, obviously. But why aren't you with Val?"

"Val's not here?" Taehyung panted.

Jimin shook his head. "Mariana said you were supposed to pick her up after her shift."

"I was! But Namjoon hyung sent me to fucking San Diego, and I just got back. I figured she'd be here."

Mariana appeared at the edge of the living room, a sweater wrapped around her naked body. "That pendeja is probably still waiting for you at the bar like you told her to," she said, shaking her head.

Taehyung sighed. "One fucking time she listens to me. Thanks. Sorry for interrupting," he smirked at Jimin.

"Good-fucking-night," Jimin replied and shut the door quickly.

Taehyung rushed back down the steps and through the gate, letting it clang loudly behind him as he ran down the street to get to you. But he never made it inside, because your bag was laying at the edge of the alleyway. He picked it up and looked inside. Everything was there, your cell phone, your wallet, your keys. The only thing that had been taken was you.

Taehyung ran every red light on the way back to the mansion. When he came into the house slamming the front door, he was at least twice as mad as he had been hours ago.

"What is it now?" Namjoon asked as he felt the rage roll off of Taehyung.

"This is your fault, hyung!"

"What?"

"She's gone! I wasn't there to pick her up from work, and now she's gone!"

"Well maybe-"

"No. She's not at home. I found her goddamn purse on the ground in the alley behind her bar. Someone took her, hyung." Taehyung's heavy breaths were the only sound in the room while Namjoon, Jungkook and Yoongi stared at him. "Hyung, where is she?" Taehyung asked, the anger in his voice replaced by desperation.

Namjoon swallowed. He couldn't stop the feeling of guilt that swirled in his stomach. Maybe he should have listened to Taehyung's gut feeling earlier. "We'll help you find her, Tae. We'll-"

The leader's words were interrupted when a phone started to ring. All the men patted their pockets but it wasn't coming from any of them. It was your phone, Taehyung realized and pulled it quickly out of your bag.

"Val?" He asked, his voice was steady.

"She's here. She's safe, for now. She can stay alive if you come and exchange yourself for her."

"Where are you?" Taehyung asked without hesitation.

"I'll text you the address. Come alone, or neither of you will make it out alive."

The line went dead and Taehyung started at the screen waiting for something to come through.

"I gotta go," Taehyung mumbled when the message came in.

"Take Kook and Hobi with you," Namjoon instructed.

Taehyung shook his head and spoke quietly. "No, he said to come alone."

"That's not happening," Namjoon replied firmly. "They're going to go with you and make sure you both come back alive. Jungkook, you drive. Bring her back here. I wanna meet this girl."

Jungkook didn't waste a second, getting up from his seat and patting Taehyung on the back as he walked toward the door. Hoseok followed right behind.

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could i please request a drabble with the "i hate everyone but them" with rafe or barry (or both) or topper, or really any obx character that you think would fit the bill? i am obsessed with your writing, that trope, and outerbanks and think it would be perfect

Thank you so much, baby xoxo

Author's Notes: If you give me option for Rarry, I will pick them every time. This somehow turned into a "Tease Rafe" fest...so...sorry if it got out of hand...I think it came back around. Let me know what you think if you have a moment. If you requested this - I hope you love it xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual references - Sexual innuendos, Smutty- ish * (daddy kink, biting/ marking, so much teasing, poly-relationship, dom! barry, tiny bit of jealousy? unprotected sex - please use protection, your choice which!)

Requested? YES! Requests for OBX are OPEN!

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If he could have, Barry would have left the Outer Banks years ago. If he had the foresight to what would have been coming his way when he arrived here, he probably would have never hitched a ride and let his roots grow.

He hated it here. At best he tolerated it. The people were stuffy and there was always something going on. Some sort of drama that he wanted no part of. The sense that the other shoe would drop was lurking around every corner, and he hated it. He never knew what to expect.

He was thankful for two people in his life that made the OBX seem less hellish, especially in the suffocating Summer. He couldn't believe he had been so lucky to have two people love him the way they did.

Barry was outside, just tidying up the yard for the first time in a few weeks. The Summer had been so hot. A stifling, almost unbearable heat that no one wanted to do anything outside. It was the first day in a long time that he made his way outside to kick around some of the branches and leaves that had fallen from the tree that shaded over the little hut they called home.

The windows of the small home were open, allowing the soft end of Summer breeze make it's way through the house and refresh the air within. As Barry made his way around the back of the house, near the bedroom they all shared, he halted as he heard a familiar giggle of Her.

"Rafe, don't!" Her laughed echoed over the property and into Barry's chest. He walked closer to the window at the back of the house and took a peak inside. He breathed out a smile as he saw his lovers rolling around on the bed together, as naked as he left them, tangled in sheets.

"I can't bite?" Rafe muttered as his hands disappeared beneath the sheets to pull her thighs up around his hips, his face buried in the crease of her neck.

"You leave big marks, baby." She breathed out as her nails pulled down his back to leave marks of her own.

Barry would never deny that he was usually the jealous type. If he was with someone then that person was hard-pressed to get time by themselves. He had a tendency to be a bit controlling, he knew that. So when the opportunity presented itself for him to be in a "throuple" he was beyond hesitant. He wasn't sure he had the capacity to share that love with two other people. He was afraid he would get jealous when it was just the two of them, and not him. But the deeper he got, the more he realized he loved being wrapped in the arms of two people. Or watching them together.

There was nothing he loved more than watching the two people he loved please each other, scream for each other while they begged for him to join them.

"You let Him bite. Why can't I?" Rafe growled as he pulled his face up from her neck and licked his lips, his weight held on his forearms.

Rafe Cameron, on the other hand, was a jealous son of a bitch who would never admit it. He would never admit that even if it turned him on, he was jealous when it was just Barry and Her rolling around in bed together. It made Rafe jealous that Barry could sink his teeth into her skin, and he couldn't. He was too rough, lost control in the heat of the moment too often.

"You know why, Country Club." Barry stated firmly as he tapped his knuckles firmly on the window frame to get their attention.

"Daddy, come in here with us." Her smile was wide as she turned over in Rafe's arms then crawled towards the open window behind the bed. She trailed her fingertips down the screen of the window as she sat pretty and naked in front of him, her neck covered in his own soft bite marks and a few of Rafe's harsher ones.

"Be there in a second. Don't let him bite you like that. Put him in that choke hold I taught you." Barry grinned sending her a wink, placing his palm flat on the dirty window screen before he walked away. As he brushed his hands on the legs of his coveralls his smile grew as he heard Rafe's yell through the open window.

Don't, baby! Ah - fuck! Why did he teach you this!

Barry made his way into the house once more, his lover's play fighting in the bedroom getting a little louder and a little closer. He washed his hands in the kitchen sink then took his time walking down the hall. He leaned against the door frame of their bedroom and breathed out a laugh when he found them tangled in bed again.

"Woman, what are you doing to him? That's not the move I taught you." Barry laughed, his hands in his pockets as his eyes scanned them on the bed.

She was perched on top of Rafe who laid on his back with his hands behind his back. She straddled the small of his back, sitting on his hands with one of her hands rooted in his hair as the other reached forward, walking across his chest.

"Came up with a new one." She smirked over at him as she gave Rafe's hair a pull, making him groan. Barry breathed out a laugh as he walked over to the bed, his hands resting on the edge of the mattress as he leaned over to be near her lips.

"You know, I think he likes it more than you think he does." Barry mumbled as reached a hand up to push some of her messy hair off her face.

"Dude, get her off me. She's stronger than she looks." Rafe groaned as he struggled under their girl, his neck strained to see what was going on above him.

"C'mon, Country Club. Seen you take down dudes bigger than her. You can do it." Barry taunted as he pushed himself off the bed, and rounded the mattress as he unzipped his coveralls.

"I don't wanna hurt her." Rafe breathed out, his response shaky and he clenched his fists underneath her as he turned his face, pressing his cheek against the sheets.

"You won't hurt me, baby." She cooed as she pulled her nails down his back to make him shudder.

"And if you do hurt her, I'll kill you." Barry grunted as he pulled his tank top over his head, and dropped it to the floor. He stepped out of his coveralls then crawled into bed with his lovers, kneeling beside their girl and Rafe while he squirmed.

Barry inhaled sharply as he saw the raised skin on her backside, the distinct mark of Rafe's teeth marked into her sweet skin. He shook his head as he leaned forward and grabbed the finely sculpted jawline of the boy face down on the bed as he whined.

"Left some nasty marks on our girl there, Baby Boy." Barry stated firmly, his eyebrows knit together as he scanned Rafe's face before he zeroed in on the exaggerated pout he wore.

God, he couldn't handle a bit of teasing. Even from Her, and she was the nice one in their relationship.

"M'sorry." Rafe muttered as he tried to pull his face out of Barry's grip, his feet kicked up behind him to try and knock the girl off of him as gently as he could.

"Be gentle. Got it?" Barry ordered as he removed his grip on Rafe's handsome face, but pointed his index finger menacingly at him.

"Understood." Rafe nodded his breath so heavy with anticipation, frustration, he thought he might pass out.

"C'mere, woman. Let the man catch his breath." Barry smirked as he sat up on his knees and held his hand out of for the woman still perched so pretty on top of Rafe's back. When she took his hands, her body turned towards him, Barry tugged her off of Rafe and into his arms.

"You smell like sweat and dirt." She whispered, her arms and legs wrapped around him tightly as he placed her in his lap.

"Thought that's what you liked about me. That, and I keep this one in line for us." Barry nodded over her shoulder towards Rafe who was slowly sitting upright, pushing his hands through his hair with a huff.

"I help, too." She replied with a quick look over her shoulder at Rafe before she turned back to Barry and tugged at his hair, pulled back and falling out by the second.

"Got a different technique than me, but yeah." Barry chuckled as he ran his calloused fingertips down her soft spine and watched intensely as her eyes closed, and her hips rocked in his lap.

"But yours is the best." She shivered as she pressed her own fingertips to his jawline, her forehead dropped to his as she bounced in his lap a little.

"Think so?" Barry muttered as he held on to her hips as she rolled them in little circles. He could feel Rafe's eyes on them, the jealousy rising in the younger man and mingling with the frustration.

"Yes, Daddy." She whispered as she wrapped her hand around the necklace that hung low on his chest.

"Baby Boy is a little jealous. You look so pretty bouncin' in my lap, but all he got was his hands behind his back." Barry teased as he pressed one of his hands flat against her back as the other lazily beckoned a sour looking Rafe over to them.

"Not jealous." Rafe grumbled as he propped himself up on the pillows next to Barry, propped against the wall under the window. He let their girl reach her hand out to him, her hand over his heart as she shifted in Barry's lap.

"You are, baby. Don't be. I love you both." She whispered, eyes wide as Barry reached between them to guide her down onto his manhood that had been pressing at her entrance.

She gasped as Barry settled inside of her completely, releasing a throaty groan of his own. She wrapped one arm around Barry's neck to bring his head down to her shoulder as the other hand slowly walked up Rafe's chest to his handsome face, and thumbed at bottom lip.

"Kiss me. Don't pout, or I'll sit on your hands again." She breathed out with a smile as she ran the pad of her thumb over Rafe's bottom lip while she followed the rhythm Barry created for her.

"Had your fun. Gonna put your hands behind your back next." Rafe growled as he bit at the tip of her thumb, then surged forward to kiss her lips. She gasped into his mouth as Barry hit that sweet spot inside of her and Rafe couldn't help but moan, too.

"So pretty. Does it feel good, sweetheart?" Rafe breathed as he reached for her hair and gave a soft tug. He watched as her eyes rolled back, Barry's groan bouncing off the bare walls of the house as she circled her hips a little wider, a little faster.

Days when it was just the three of them together, nothing but their love surrounding them, were seldom these days. It seemed there was always a problem around a corner for them to face, but Rafe knew they could face it together.

"Love you." She whispered as she tugged at the gold chain around his neck to bring him in for a kiss.

"Love you, too. Both of you." Rafe grunted as he pressed his lips to hers over Barry's shoulder.

Barry groaned with his release, pulling her off of his lap to rest her on her back as he leaned into Rafe. As he released a heavy breath he took a few seconds to recover, and take in his surroundings.

He fucking hated the Outer Banks. Big houses with fake people inside them at the centre of the island, while people on the outskirts starved trying to make ends-meet. But the people in his bed? He hated everyone but them. He loved them. He would die for them.

"Alright, woman. Get up. Teach you how to put Baby Boy in that choke hold again." Barry smirked, his bottom lip tucked under his silver tooth as he extended his hand to the girl to pull her up once more.

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