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Pride again!!
Just realised I never posted here this drawing made for pride 2021!
So yeah here are some of my queer characters, R'tywoftu (Arty), Ovryu, GĂŠo, Liam, Crystall, Flo and Tal(lia)
#pride month#happy pride đ#pride 2024#lumiaire's memories#r'tywoftu#arty#ovryu#gĂŠo#liam#crystall#flo#tal#tallia#trans#aro ace#aroace#gay#queer#agender#asexual#aromantic#pansexual#genderfluid#someone is going to be hit if he keeps flirting#also good bunch of my characters are strangely asexual#i reeeaaally wonder why that...#digital art#original art#my art
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so now im sure she is the one who has been sending me anon hate about me being ugly.... đ
#she said things like oh i would never send anon hate to anyone!!!#but ig ppl just say anything and then do it anyway đ#ppl will just lie and pretend to be your friend to then use your insecurities against u#if she acted like a grown up and talked to me i wouldve listened#but that wouldve required her to listen to me tooand not just judge me#and ig she couldnt do that#so she took the easy route#like if i explained to her that yeah i felt abandoned by u bc u just stopped talking to me as soon as u got a bf#and then i kept talking to that guy bc of these reasons where i wanted to see if i could pick up on signs#bc being abused by my bf is one of my biggest fears i have#and she wouldve said iget that but i still feel uncomfortable. then i couldve listened to hger and decided if i wanted to keep making her#uncomfortable and hurt her or just stop. but she didnt say anything or try to communicate or listen#and now to see what a fucking shallow narrow minded view she has#is frustrating bc she hadnt even tried to talk or understand or communicate or explain her side#which is like ok that sucks but whatever i will just let it go#but then she keeps sending me hate abt what i confided to her abt and talk shit abt me and it is like#can u just let it go#just stop everything. lets just pretend we have never known eo or talked at all#anyway ig i dont wanna be friend w a woman who invalidates founded fears#like shes just the kind of woman who would tell her friends that#oh yeah your bf hit u just bc he loves u stop complaining!!#so ig this is good either way but like. ig she just assumes i was flirting behind her back#bc she cant comprehend a woman only being friendly with a guy#and like i didnt keep telling that guy im already in love w someone lmao đđ#gosh...disappointing. people are so disappointing#and childish and shallow and narrow minded. yikes
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hihihihi! đĽšđ i want to let you know that i adore your hotch fics! and i wanted to ask if youâd be okâbut no pressure!!!â to write one with bombshell!reader waking up from anesthesia and forgetting hotch and her are already together and starts flirting with him the way bombshell!reader absolutely would lol? thank you!
thanks for requesting lovely! fem, 1k
You donât remember waking up, but youâre sitting against a pillow with a yoghurt in your hand. You mustâve been on some sort of auto-pilot⌠Are you in a hospital gown?
You put your yoghurt down on the table thatâs been wheeled over your lap and stare at the white-blue chequered gown creased between your thighs. Your head feels heavy.Â
âYou okay?âÂ
You drag your gaze to the source of the voice.Â
Agent Hotchner sits in the chair next to your bed. He has one leg crossed over the other, but he notices your confusion and his nonchalance turns to concern. âYou need help?âÂ
âWith the yoghurt?â you ask.Â
âYeah, honey. I can help.âÂ
You roll that over in your mind. Stern Agent Hotchner just called you honey.Â
Youâve been trying to convince him for a while that youâre someone worth being sweet to. Trying to sway him, because there are parts of him you canât get out of your head when heâs not around. He has not yet been swayed. Honey is a hand held out youâre going to snatch.Â
Hotch stands. He goes to pick up your yoghurt.Â
âWhat, are you gonna spoon feed me?â you ask, a clumsy drawl to your voice.
âI was going to⌠but I donât like your tone.âÂ
Is he flirting back? You mustâve hit your head. âCoward,â you murmur. Speaking of hitting your head, thereâs a throbbing behind your eyes, and a dryness to your throat bordering on uncomfortable. The yoghurt was there for a reason, clearly, but you donât have the energy in you to eat seductively.Â
âMy head hurts,â you say quietly.Â
You close your eyes.Â
âI know.â A hand touches your face. You stay very still, though your heart doesnât. âYou donât feel too hot. Do you want a drink? I can get you anything.âÂ
âYour hand is so bigâŚâÂ
âNot so much bigger than your own,â he says.Â
âProve it.âÂ
He says your name like he knows you well, which sets your racing heart off all over again. But, used to hiding from him, you open your eyes to watch him and wipe all surprise from your face. You raise your hand, and he raises his, and you press your fingers together. Your fingertips donât reach his, his palm wider, warmer. You thread your fingers carefully into the gaps between his, your lips curling into a satisfied smile.Â
Less satisfied when he closes his hand around yours.Â
âYouâre teasing me,â you say.Â
âHoney, I have no idea what youâre talking about. Why donât you lay back properly?âÂ
âSuper, super forward.â You lay back under the pressure of his hand, stricken by the feeling that heâs done something like that before. You rest your head against your elevated pillows and have to give up âyou canât hide how surprised you are at his open touching, his face so close to yours you can see every warm fleck in his dark eyes.Â
âYou look startled,â he murmurs.Â
âI think youâve been bodysnatched.âÂ
âI have?âÂ
âYes.â You nod. âI canât keep up. And Iâm usually pretty great at that.âÂ
âAt what?âÂ
âFlirting.âÂ
âOh,â he says, taking your hand again, pulling it toward his mouth, âyou think Iâm flirting?âÂ
âIs there something wrong with me?âÂ
âNot beyond the usual. Youâre more lucid than they suspected youâd be, actually.â He kisses your knuckles.Â
âIâve hit my head.âÂ
âNo, honey, you were under anaesthesia. Everythingâs fine.âÂ
âYouâve hit your head.âÂ
He breathes out a laugh. âI donât remember any injuries, but Iâd love to know why you think so.âÂ
âYouâre kissing me.âÂ
He pauses, lowering your hand. âYes?â he says cautiously.Â
âWould you want to do it again?âÂ
Hotch puts your hand on your chest. He cups your cheek in one hand, takes your shoulder into the other, and leans down to see you eye to eye. âAre you feeling okay?â he asks. You can feel the love he has for you in each word.Â
Weirdly, you can feel it in yourself, too. Like, more than a crush. More than wanting him to spin you around or play with your thigh under a desk. You really love him.Â
âI think I forgot you,â you say softly.Â
âAmnesia is a very common symptom of anaesthesia, donât worry.â He pulls your face up to peck you, quick but not without a gentleness that has your hands thrumming with pins and needle. âI thought you were acting strange, but I put it down to discomfort. Sorry, I imagine itâs very disconcerting to feel you donât know me.âÂ
He just kissed you. âNo, I know you, I just⌠I think I love you, but you donât usually want me back.âÂ
He rubs your cheek with his thumb. âIâve always wanted you,â he says, his dulcet tenor another comfort entirely. âAnd I love you, whether you remember it or not. Should we try to finish your yoghurt?âÂ
âYou really love me?âÂ
He turns your face to press a kiss into your eyebrow. âYou donât remember?âÂ
âI doââ You begin before thinking about it, and realise that youâre telling the truth. You remember that he loves you. Agent Hotchner loves you. Heâs in your hospital room handling you like thin glass. Â
âWell, is there much else to remember?âÂ
You practically smirk at him. âI can think of some things.âÂ
âWow!â He leans down for another kiss. âYouâre awful,â he murmurs, his smile soft on your lips.Â
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-> JEALOUSY
âsynopsis : genshin men when theyâre jealous.
âcharacters : diluc, kaeya, albedo, zhongli, childe, baizhu, xiao, thoma, ayato, heizou, wanderer, kazuha, tighnari, cyno, alhaitham, kaveh, neuvillette, lyney, dainsleif, dottore, pantalone, capitano, pierro.
âcw : gn!reader, not proofread, lowercase intended, probably ooc.
heâs a gentleman, he doesnât get jealous often because he knows for a fact that he has nothing to worry about. youâve never done anything that made him feel as if he had to watch out and heâs certain that you never will. although he can still get annoyed at the sight of another man flirting with you. it was his insisting even after you turned him down that angered him the most. nonetheless, he doesnât let such people interfere with his composure. heâll act mature and take you somewhere else once he sees that the man has no intentions of leaving you alone. as soon as you both get a moment alone together, however, he wonât hesitate to plant a few more kisses than usual. just in case, yâknow?
diluc, zhongli, alhaitham, neuvillette, dainsleif, capitano.
he wonât admit it, but he gets jealous often. he doesnât want to confront you about it because he believes itâs embarrassing and silly to feel that way. i mean, youâre his and heâs yours. you love him so much, thereâs no need to worry, right? yet, he still canât help but fume at the sight of strangers complimenting you. he canât blame them, but he still would rather for people to be blind if that meant that theyâd leave you alone. heâs aware of how unfair that would be, so he just stays quiet, either sulking or glaring at those people as you offer them a kind smile until youâre both alone where heâll be needing your utmost attention.
xiao, albedo, thoma, kazuha, kaveh, baizhu.
heâs jealous and heâll show it. hit on his partner? right in front of him? absolutely not. he might try to keep his calm at first, but as time passes and this scumbag is still around, he wonât hold back. not to worry, he wonât do anything extreme (unless heâs forced to do so), he just wants to make things clear to this guy. heâll keep it simple at first, simply making subtle comments until he actually starts going straight to the point. after a while, heâll take your arm and walk away with you, now being angrier than before. the way that guy was talking to him, but especially you, has him furious. be prepared to listen to his angry rant about that random dude. be also prepared to shut him up, you know how.
kaeya, childe, heizou, tighnari, cyno, wanderer, lyney.
this guy almost sees you as his property, his jealousy is unmatched. he wonât take anything lightly. if youâre trying to make advantages on his partner, then youâre asking for it. simple as that! he wonât let anyone think they might have a chance with you because youâre destined to be with him and only him. so obviously, he must make it clear to everybody to not even try. if someone is bold enough though, heâll just stand beside you, piercing through this manâs soul with his icy gaze. thankfully, nothing ever escalated from that. not that he wouldnât be capable of doing that, these poor souls simply knew better than to get against someone of that status and reputation.
ayato, dottore, pantalone, pierro.
âa/n : im not really proud of this, i might edit it once i have time. itâs 4am and i was supposed to be studying, but i ended up writing this instead. talk about procrastination đŞ let me know if i made any mistakes pls
want to read more? take a look at my masterlist!
Š2024 akimiiyo. do not repost, translate, plagiarise, or modify in any way, shape or form.
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Heyyy, it's me again, but this time we're talking situationship!Simonâaka the biggest fuckboy you'll ever meet. Honestly, girl, I have no idea why you're still putting up with him!
you canât even define what you two have, but one thingâs for sureâhe knows how to use his dick, and you're both free to mess around with whoever you want. but of course, you had to fall for him, for that stupid smile he swore only you were special enough to see, for the gentle touch that lingered on your skin during those rare nights when he stayed longer than usual. you fell for the way he made you feel like you were the exception, even though deep down, you knew better.
you fell for how he made you feel like you were everything, even though heâd always leave just as quickly. he knew exactly how to keep you hookedâgiving just enough to make you believe in him, but never enough to make it real. you wanted more, but every time he left, you remembered that his promises were as short-lived as his visits. still, you couldnât stop going back, hoping that maybe this time, heâd actually mean it.
but he never did. youâd have fun for a few hours, but then heâd leave, acting like you didnât exist around everyone else. heâd flirt with other girls right in front of you, not even bothering to hide it when he left with them, almost like he wanted you to see.
and every time, it hurt a little more, but you couldnât bring yourself to end it. you told yourself you didnât care, that it was just fun, but deep down, you wanted to be the one he stayed with. yet, no matter how much it hurt to watch him with someone else, the moment he came back, all that anger faded, and you let him in again, caught in the hope that maybe someday heâd truly see you as more than just a temporary fix.
one night, you tried to have a serious conversation with him, hoping that if you laid out your feelings, he might finally understand. but he dismissed your emotions with a shrug, listing reasons why he didnât want a relationship: he was too focused on his career, he wasnât ready for commitment, and he just didnât want to deal with the complications. simon insisted that keeping things as they were was the best option for both of you.
afterward, as you lay together, a clear realization hit you. even though you were physically close, you couldnât ignore the emptiness you felt. that night you made a silent promise to yourself: this would be the last time you let him in, and the last time you let yourself be trapped in this cycle.
and, being the dumb man he was, simon only came to realize what he had lost after you were gone. a few weeks after your last conversation, he saw you a few times out with other guys, laughing and flirting as if you were moving on. it hit him hardâa painful mix of jealousy and regret. he realized that he missed you, but at the same time, he knew he had no right to these feelings. not after treating you the way he did. Â
he managed to keep his calm for a few more days, but the weight of his regret grew unbearable. finally, he snapped and called you into his office late one night, claiming he needed to discuss the upcoming mission with you.
as soon as you walked in, simon felt his heart tighten in his chest. seeing your face calm, confident, like you had already moved on, stirred something deeper than he expected. there was no trace of the vulnerability you used to show around him, no lingering affection. he realized, in that moment, just how much he had pushed you away. regret surged through him, sharper than he imagined, and he knew this conversation wouldnât be easy.
after talking about unimportant stuff for a few minutes, simon took a deep breath, trying to steady his voice. âi know i messed up, and iâm sorry for how i treated you. iâve been thinking a lot about what happened, and i realize now how much i regret it. i was wrong to push you away.â
you looked at him, your expression guarded. âitâs a little too late for apologies, simon, don't you think? you had plenty of chances to get it right, and now youâre just trying to fix things because you see me with someone else.â
he tried to reach out, his voice softening. âi know itâs not enough, but i want to make things right. i canât stop thinking about what we had.â
you shook your head, stepping back. âyou had your chance, and you threw it away. iâm not going to be your second choice or your backup plan.â
"y/n-"
"no, simon!" you sighed, closing your eyes briefly to gather your thoughts. when you spoke again, your voice was steady, "you know, some people never fade from memory. they leave a mark that lingers just beneath the surface, no matter how hard you try to move on. but to be honest, iâm not in the mood for any more humiliation or heartbreak. so, this is my final goodbye to you."
you could sense that he wanted to say something, but you couldnât let him speak before you had your say. âgo ahead and fill your life with new faces, as if i were nothing but a distant memory. enjoy your freedom and let others wear you out as they please. iâm done being part of that. keep moving forward, and if you ever try to reach out, know that iâll let your calls go unanswered. for now, iâm celebrating the end of our chapter.â
even as he heard you declare the end, he couldnât shake the feeling that he still wanted you in his life. he was stuck between guilt and the lingering hope that maybe he could still fix things. despite your rejection, part of him struggled to accept that he had truly lost you, and he felt powerless to change the situation or let you go.
simonâs face twisted with a mix of desperation and anger. âyou think you can just walk away and erase everything we had? you think you can move on and leave me behind like Iâm nothing?â he took a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but his voice was filled with raw intensity. âdonât fool yourself, i still want you, and i wonât just let you go. youâre mine, whether you like it or not. i know iâve made mistakes, but iâm not done fighting for what we had. if you think you can find someone better, go ahead. but know this: iâll keep groveling and doing whatever it takes until you take me back. iâm not going anywhere, and iâll make sure you remember what we had.â he took a step back, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, and ran a hand through his disheveled hair.
you just smirked, turning on your heel to leave. as you reached the door, you glanced back over your shoulder with a cold, confident look. âi canât wait to see you on your knees,â you said, your voice sharp. then, you walked out, leaving him alone with his mess.
game on.
(I WANT HIM TO GROVEL FOR MONTHSSSS)
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YOU MAKE ME GO CRAZY OVER YOU !!
ŕ¨ŕ§Â -âş hey, that boy over there..isn't he the most popular student athlete on campus? how did you two meet, anyway?
pair -⺠jock/athlete! enhypen x fem! reader | wc -⺠3.5k (700 per member) | no warnings! | library
Ëŕ¨ŕ§âď˝ĄË â LEE HEESEUNG
im gonna sigh dreamily when i say heâs most DEF basketball captain.Â
yes ik i wrote about this in wrong number i dont CARE i will say it with my whole chestÂ
DORK DORK DORK but cute dork with lethal face card. smirks after making yet another basket and winks at you
age old question how tf did yall meet!!!Â
you pass by the gym and some guy on the way stops to talk to youÂ
like âhey i know you from somewhereâ
âyes heeseung we were partners from a project two weeks ago how do you not remember..âÂ
heâs embarrassed asf especially because he remembers a lot of peopleâs names
after that he wants to be in your good graces and be friends
totally not because he remembered how you did a lot of the work for said project no complaints!!
and he doesnât want you to rat him out to the teacher⌠or tell other people heâs not friendly
âhey y/n, come to my game? iâll do better if youâre there :)âÂ
you go only because you needed to complete an assignment while you were there at school anywaysÂ
but sometimes youâd see him laughing with his friends, or how serious he is on court and woah, heeseung looks cool for once
you wait for him after because you figured he needed you for somethingÂ
âawh, you wanted for me?â âi could be doing much better things.â âawh, come on y/n letâs get some ice cream! my treat since we get to spend time togetherâÂ
heâs annoying but you let him tag around because he doesnât bother you LOL
more under the cut!
drags you along when he practices alone so he can have some company
you like the company and the white noise too
you definitely doubt if he likes you because he is SUCH A FLIRT but no he DOES! he writes a confession on a basketball and âmissesâ so you can catch it
you pass it back without seeing the messageÂ
but heeseung keeps missing and it almost hits you on the head and youâre like âdude you SUCK hello??â he says âoh lol maybe itâs the ballâ byee why was he smooth with it!!!!
you check the message and roll your eyesÂ
âif i make this you have to kiss meâ you tell him and youâre about to shoot but he picks you up and brings you right next o the next to let you throw it in and then kisses u!!!!
not to be like oh im writing an smau on basketball captain heeseung but.. *tucks hair behind ear*Â
most definitely tries to be mysterious and cool when youâre datingÂ
dribbles in front of you, trick shots, runs up to you when youâre alone, gives you one kiss between ever basket he makesÂ
teaches you how to play!!!!
ABSOLUTELY lights up when someones mentions you when you two date
âoh yeah my partner in math is ___âÂ
âomg ___?? the love of my life ___??âÂ
you lowk have to drag him away i fearÂ
Ëŕ¨ŕ§âď˝ĄË â PARK JONGSEONGÂ
baseball captain *faints*Â
enhypen x mariners and him speaking in englishâŚso you want me DECEASEDÂ
baseball captain jay and you who attends his games because jake aka ur friend on the team knows you have nothing better to doÂ
âi bet you wonât make it even to five games before buying cotton candyâ jake says because you have a MASSIVE sweet toothÂ
you tried really hard because $15 and a burger was on the lineÂ
and you kept coming becauseâŚwell there was a cute captain who always knew how to rally his teammates and get them excitedÂ
also great sportsmanship and was super friendly to everyone!Â
definitely got mad when the umpire makes a wrong callÂ
sharp reaction times. EVEN SHARPER JAW.Â
of course you stared! of course you were not paying attention to whatever jake was saying about his test after their game..how could you when jay was doing his lopsided smile as his friend pats him on the shoulder from ten feet away??
one time you come early because theyâre practicing on the field and you see jay and jake passing to each other
jay just so effortlessly throwing the ballâŚoh my god
heâs just so perfect and jake cheers from the sidelines because he knows his captain pays attention to every single person who has stepped foot on the baseball field iNCLUDING YOU
you come up to jake after the fourth game, showing him you still had your $5 and your tongue wasnât stained with any blue or pink
jay comes over, arm thrown around jakeâs shoulder as he waves and smiles to youÂ
dark hair with a twinge of sweat as he runs a hand through it, pulling it back to place on his capÂ
JAY IN A BASEBALL CAP *faints again*
he walks you out to the parking lot and asks what the $5 in your pocket is for because he keeps seeing you pull it outÂ
you explain your whole bet to him and he nods
next game. before it starts. he gets you cotton candy and makes sure it gets to you somehowÂ
you smile and youâre all giddy when you eat it because thereâs a p.j. on the cap and heâs just so cuteÂ
jake doesnât say anything he already knows itâs happening between you two.Â
jay finally writes on a baseball and tells you to catch, and it says âletâs dateâ and you grab a sharpie and scribble âkiss me firstâÂ
OH YEAH HE WALKS OVER AND KISSES YOU.Â
soon every game instead of cotton candy itâs his baseball cap when itâs sunny, his jacket when youâre cold, baseballs with notes on them, and roses for his girlfriend aka youuuuuÂ
jay is such a romantic and he is not afraid to show itÂ
he orders custom jerseys that say jay/n on the back with the day you got together!!!!!Â
BEST BOYFRIEND EVERRRRRR
Ëŕ¨ŕ§âď˝ĄË â SIM JAEYUN
rugby player jake but he has dark long hair let that settle inÂ
campus flirt campus playboy but in reality he doesnât go on dates and nothing really happens past the smiles, heâs just super popular
you are also pretty well known! a little flirty but super sweet and your charm and how expressive and open you are with other people is what people like!
and he sees you cheering with your friend who he remembers is dating someone from the team
rugby has no gear so he just runs like no tomorrowÂ
smiling in the sun or determined stare as he talks to his team, you never knowÂ
he yells either in frustration, victory, or defeat, literally will never be silentÂ
so after a game you follow your friend down to the railing and she has her little moments with her boyfriendÂ
and you and jake kind of awkwardly stand there for a momentÂ
he wipes his sweat off with a towel and smiles at you, cracking the iceÂ
âhow long have you had to deal with that?â he points over to themÂ
you shrug and tell him âhowever long youâve been dealing with itâ he laughsÂ
oh wow his smile when heâs right in front of you is just so prettyÂ
and his little chuckle as he shakes his head and looks back up at youÂ
âwho do you watch on the field?â he asks, with a little smirk because he likes youÂ
âwhoever catches my attentionâ you tell him also smilingÂ
oh its a CHALLENGE. he will make sure to run on the side of the field youâre watching from, winking at you on the field, ugh just everythingÂ
you come to a party at the end of the season to celebrate and he sees youÂ
âyou came!!â super happy and makes sure you are next to him all the timeÂ
ây/n you know the teammates, yeah?â you smile and congratulate themÂ
he leaves to get you a soda/water and jungwon leans inÂ
âjake LOVES to talk about you by the wayâÂ
âyeah he always says how pretty you are in the library or in class, he likes when your friend comes because that means you come with herâ
heeseung nods, âsuper into you, no jokeâÂ
jake comes back trying to play it off âwhoâs into y/n?âÂ
you poke at his shoulder and smile, âyouâ and heâs all bashful and gigglyÂ
loves to call himself ây/nâs girlfriendâÂ
âsorry, i canât i have to buy flowers for y/nâ âsorry y/n needs me to help her studyâ âsorry y/n needs a ride hereâ STUCK TO YOUR HIP
ofc he doesnât abandon his friends but he loves spending time with you :3
Ëŕ¨ŕ§âď˝ĄË â PARK SUNGHOON
sunghoonâs reputation proceeds himâcold on the court and just as reserved off of it
ugh heâs so annoying, he always has his bag in the same spot as yours and he always is at the water filling station with hos annoying 32oz bottle before you
also hogs that automatic tennis ball throwing machine like how are YOU supposed to practice tennis tooÂ
âhey i need thatâ he furrows his eyebrows and shrugsÂ
âi was here firstâ âwhat are you twelve????â sunghoon tells you âget here earlier next time thenÂ
oh yeah. for the next week you ran to the courts everytime to get it before himÂ
one day he sees you and races you to the gates and you beat himÂ
sulky after as if his career is over
definitely varsity and one of the best, but he never approaches girls after his games
one time you go to a menâs game because itâs one of the most anticipated of the seasonÂ
its neck to neck, third set with 40-adv, sunghoonâs serve
he chases after that ball and sends it over, it barely hits the net and tumbles over, AND HE WINSSSS BRAHHHHHÂ
even if you hate him you will admit that he made the game extremely interestingÂ
you see his friends congratulate him and you notice that he never gets his clothes dirtyÂ
always wears white to practiceâpristine asfÂ
secretly he loves watching you too
even if you hate him for getting on your nerves some days and almost never doing more than bare minimum, you cannot lie and say sunghoon isnât a huge inspirationÂ
just as you are to himÂ
sunghoon thinks your tenacity and passion for tennis is what makes you so fun to watchÂ
so even if he has homework, he goes to a game of yours and comes down to the court after the gameÂ
bumps your shoulder after, âgood game, y/nâ and youâre like ?? âyouâre here?â and heâs sooo nonchalant when he says âof course, i canât miss a fun game can i?âÂ
thereâs a fun mixed doubles tournament for a whole gift basket of things and you come up to himÂ
âhey letâs pair upâ and he grinsÂ
you two play each other for practice and youâve tied the score so many times youâve lost count
and sunghoonâs a little annoying but oh lord heâs so attrative??? so maybe he wasnât THAT annoyingâŚ
mixed doubles tourney rolls around and oh yeah. you two win.
you know much he likes natto and you say âhere you take the nattoâ he shakes his head âno you eat it all the timeâ
you two bicker and you say âfine lets just share it!â and to your surprise..he opens the package and just mixes it all inÂ
you two sit and share the natto, then he tells you he thinks youâre pretty cool on courtÂ
you raise your eyebrow cuz where is this coming from!! and he rolls his eyesÂ
ânevermind maybe youâre only bright on the courtâÂ
âhey whatâs that supposed to mean!!!â you take the natto and eat all of it LMFAO and then he pouts because noo his natto!!!
you kiss his cheek. itâs ok everything is ok now he is a happy boyÂ
âyouâre my matchâ you write on a tennis ball pin and he keeps it on his bag like his life DEPENDS on it
Ëŕ¨ŕ§âď˝ĄË â KIM SUNOO
THE CUTEST VOLLEYBALL SETTER EVERÂ
i hate to be like oh youâve had the fattest crush on him for like two months BUT ITS TRUEÂ
youâre on yearbook and you make an excuse to go see sunoo play!!
you two met when you were at a volleyball game and you told him to smile, but heâs one of those guys who says âwait delete that take another one!!âÂ
and ofc you agree, snapping a few cute photos of him
he posts to his social media, tagging you with a cute song saying âthanks photographer :3âÂ
and so you it begins, your small little crush on him..
he loves seeing you at his games, always makes sure to wave to you on the courtÂ
hey so setter sunoo is insanely good at what he doesÂ
so graceful when he places a NASTY setter dump on the other team, a glare shot at one of the other teamâs members bad-mouthing him, but a glowing smile as he high-fives all his teammates!Â
super supportive, and you loveee that about him!! he cares so much about everyone it makes your heart warmÂ
âhere, letâs eat together,â you tell him, and you bring him some noodles you made because he said he was craving someÂ
he smiles at you and sits down, beginning to slurp slurp slurp and SCOREEE he loves itÂ
âthanks y/n, let me treat you some time :)â UGH DEAD DEADÂ
KIM SUNOO KING OF FLOAT SERVESÂ
huge smile on his face when it lands where it needs to, he loves that feeling of satisfaction and soaks up all of your praise after his games are overÂ
he slips out of practice sometimes to see what youâre doing in yearbook, and heâll take your camera to tell you to smile as he takes pics
someone in your class tells you too to look overfor a photo , so he loops an arm around your shoulders to pull you close and smileÂ
AND OH EM GEE UR LIKE TOTALLY GEEKING OUT OVER IT HELLO??????/Â
you ask her to print you a copy of it to save in your scrapbook, but sunoo cuts in and asks for another oneÂ
âi like seeing youâ DEAD IN A DITCH esp when he smiles at you and then runs off to practice before he gets in trouble
so competitive on the court and it makes him a little sulky when he losesÂ
âargh i did so bad todayâ heâd tell you, but in your eyes hello kim sunoo could do no wrong!! and you share your snacks while reassuring himÂ
he swears tho, ânooo, i had to look cool for you!â and youâre tired of hearing him say and do all of these sweet things and straight upÂ
âwhy?â âwhat do you mean, y/n?â âwhy do you want to look cool for me?â âwell i liked you duh!âÂ
but sunoo never wanted to confess, he was too scared he wasnât good yet at showing you all of his perfect bf traitsÂ
WELL HE THOUGHT WRONG!! heâs been perfect from d1 so now he just sneaks in like 40 kisses before every gameÂ
Ëŕ¨ŕ§âď˝ĄË â YANG JUNGWON
see so jungwon, heâs been a little FLIRTY as of recently.Â
âyou like older guys? but im a younger guy with rhythmâ WHAT THE FKSCNHDJFD
whatever. anyways jungwon focuses on badminton like itâs a lifelineÂ
hitting birdies in his sleep would be smth he would do if he could, he loves how aggressive he can be in the sport without moving too much, lots of strategy involvedÂ
you come to one of his games because your friend is on the other team, and you want to cheer him on
but jungwon notices youâre literally from his school??Â
isnât it weird youâre going to a game for someone on the other teamâŚ
so he sets off a planÂ
he goes to you after the game before your friend can
âhey, how come you donât support anyone on our teamâ so straight to the point helpÂ
and you tilt your head in confusion because âwell i donât know anyone from the team and youâre all scaryâ
scary??? jungwon makes it his personal mission to debunk that cuz no one is SCARYÂ
maybe sunghoon but thatâs because heâs varsity 1 and the best player within 150 miles but whatever
he makes it his mission to wave to you when he sees you and when heâs sat next to you in one of your classes heâs like yay perfÂ
âyouâre the guy from that badminton game huh?â âis that a good or bad thingâÂ
you shrug âwhatever you want it to beâÂ
and he asks you to go to his next game but if he wins, you have to support the team and if he losesÂ
and you stare at him like âwtf do i get out of itâÂ
jungwon did NOT think about thatÂ
he promises to buy you a snack afterÂ
and itâs free food so you canât complainÂ
you two talk more and he finds out you used to play badminton before you hurt your ankle and wanted to focus on schoolÂ
so he takes you to practice and gives you one of his expensive rackets
lowk falling in love everytime you laugh and chase the birdieÂ
jungwon pretends to hate chasing after it but heâll still hit it back even if itâs out of bounds because he doesnât want to waste your time picking it up
you two sit down and you tell him how fun it was to be able to play, and how much you missed it from your childhoodÂ
your school holds a small festival where other school athletes go against your team modified lighting roundsÂ
paired with vendors and fun carnival stands, but the main attractions are always the variety of sports to watch
jungwon is one of the representatives from your school but so is your friend from the other school, so itâs heated when they play
you tie a ribbon around his racket (curtesy of sunghoon for helping you out) and write a note saying âif you do good ill cheer for youâÂ
AND HE WINS. so you keep your end of the bargain and cheer for him after the game is over, giving him a high five and a hug
he walks with you and asks about what you two are BECAUSE THIS IS A DATE this is date behaviorÂ
âof course i like you won who wouldnâtâ
letâs just say he gives u little kisses all over when you two are alone sigh so cute
Ëŕ¨ŕ§âď˝ĄË â NISHIMURA RIKI
heâs been on the soccer team ever since he was a freshman and even before, retaining his cute features and mischievous personalityÂ
when you became assistant manager you were scared but your brother heeseung was on the team and your mom told you to look after him at schoolÂ
and riki takes after heeseung a LOT when they play and heeseung even goes as far as inviting riki overÂ
so rikiâs super good at soccer by the time heeseung leaves, but he also has this small crush on you that heeseungâs told you aboutÂ
you just never said anything because you never had a reason to nor were you uncomfortable with itÂ
but junior year hits and riki comes back from winter break with pitch black hair all styledÂ
alsoâŚa lot taller than you. and no more baby fatÂ
and you paid attention to some of it because you saw him for practice, but the hair really did itÂ
during practice he loves to mess with you saying things like âcan you fill up my water y/n pleaseeeeâ âno you have two feetâ âill win the next game against ____ if you get me waterâ âiâll kick you off the team if you donât winâÂ
he sighs and gets up, glaring down at you and you try not to let his playful stare affect you, but SOMETHING was different something was in the air
if riki doesnât play good, itâs because his team manager aka you is NOT thereÂ
you come back the next day to find out he was sulking and didnât play super well because you werenât encouraging him
âgo run a lap, rikiâ and HE DOES JUST THAT âgo practice on the field by yourselfâ
âhow about you ask me to date you nextâ he grumblesÂ
and you HEAR him. loud and clear.Â
but youâre like agh what if he doesnât mean it what if heâs just jokingÂ
at the next game he does super well and you congratulate the whole teamÂ
yas team hybe eatsÂ
you two are getting ready to go home when he finally brings it up
âyou heard what i said on tuesdayâ and you know exactly what he meansÂ
âyep.â âso why didnât you say anything backâ âi didnât know if you were being seriousâ
he scoffs ây/n when have i ever not been serious about youâ Â
he opens your door even if heâs passenger princessÂ
makes fun of you for how much closer you need the wheel to be to drive
YAYYYY Y/NKI IS REAL
he loves to drape an arm around your shoulder walking around schoolÂ
acts as if heâs older when you two are literally the same age HELPÂ
reblogs/interactions are appreciated always!
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sweet revenge
ăťăťăťl. howlett x fem!reader
rating. m
word count. 1.3k
synopsis. after catching your boyfriend cheating, you and his father, Logan, go on a road trip to confront him, though, you don't make it far
warnings. p-in-v, tummy bulging, cheating (but as payback), DILF Logan, car sex, van sex, sex with boyfriend's father, cunilingus, kinda rushed :((
If someone told you youâd be trapped in a car with your neglectful boyfriendâs father for an entire weekend as you drive to meet him in Mexico a week ago, you would have stared at them blankly then told them that didn't sound so out of the ordinary for a life like yours.
It wasn't your idea, it was Logan's, your boyfriend's father. He insisted that you two would have to drive across the US together to confront your disgusting, cheating, asshole boyfriend who flew to Mexico to spend time with his mistress. He was almost as disgusted as you were, apologizing to you with explanations of how âhe hadn't raised his boy like thisâ. How funny life is.
Logan, you always thought, was a good man. He had always been kind to you since youâve known him, sometimes to the point where you thought he was flirting with you. Not that you minded, he was quite handsome, even for being in his 50s. With his salt and pepper beard and slight wrinkles that made him look mature and wise. You never minded his slight touches on your arm or your lower back but you never pursued the idea beyond a lingering thought.
âIâm slightly surprised youâre not crying.â Logan said about an hour into your ride together. You had been entirely silent, letting the radio play while you gazed longingly out of the window, your feet up on the dashboard. You rolled your head to the side to look at him. âIâm more angry than sad.â Or were you? You searched within the cavity of your chest for emotion and found nothing. You were so apathetic to the whole thing. Maybe it simply hasn't hit you yet, that your boyfriend of 3 years has been cheating on you for 2 of them with some girl he decided to vacation with in Mexico.
Logan stroked his fingers through his beard. âHeâs a fucking idiot. His mother was a cheater too, I say he got it from her.â Your boyfriend was raised primarily by his mother after they had gotten divorced he had told you. He wasn't actually all that close with Logan. You had sussed out that it was because he didn't give special treatment between him and his sister, Laura. They were treated the same in every way by Logan while his mother always seemed to favor him.
âThank you, Mr. Howlett for offering to bring me down hereâŚreally. Itâs too kind of you.â You couldn't have possibly scrounge up enough money to haphazardly buy a plane ticket down to Cancun last minute. You would have had to wait for him to come back from his âbusiness tripâ to confront him. Logan thought it a better idea to do it as soon as possible.
He shrugged, a single hand on the wheel as his eyes flicked lightly from the road to you. âItâs nothing. He doesn't deserve a pretty girl like you.â Logan shook his head lightly. âBack in my day, I would have been all over a girl like you. Hell, Iâd be all over you now if Iâd met you at the right time.â
There's something deadly serious in his voice that suggests he was far from joking. All your delusional thoughts that maybe, just maybe, he was flirting with you turned out to not be delusions at all. Heâs been dropping hints and youâd been turning a blind eye to them so willingly.
Youâve never been with a man his age. Something about it seemed so taboo. He was old enough to be your father. Yet the distinct feel of forbiddenness, both because of his age and because he was your boyfriend's father, excited you.
âWho says you can't be all over me now?â Youâre being more bold than youâd have liked. You crossed your ankles on the dash. It would be the perfect revenge. When he goes low, you go lowerâyou go to Hell.
You let your hand wander to his thigh, your eyes lingering on him as he keeps glancing between you and the road. Logan chuckled lowly at you, your forward attempts at coming onto him were rather cute. âOh baby, you don't know what youâre tryna get yourself into.â Heâs trying to warn you but you like the edge to his tone.
You unbuckle your seatbelt and sit up in your seat to lean over and whisper into his ear. âLet me find out.â Maybe older men do it better, maybe they value things a little more. You were in the mood to find out.
You could see his jaw tighten as he slowed the car off the side of the road, gravel crunching under the tires. His fingers curled around the wheel, taut, knuckles white. âWhy don't you get in the back?â
If someone told you youâd be in the back of a van, on you way to confront your cheating, sleazebag boyfriend, fucking his dad. ThatâŚthat youâd bat an eye at.
It was a fast-paced endeavor. Logan had you in a mating press, pushed up against the back seats. Your pants and underwear at your knees, his pants just below his ass. Heâs pounding you out in the back of a van, with thrust so hard and deep that it makes your eyes go cross. You beg, âplease, please, puh-please!â like that will save you from the brutalization of your poor cunt.
Logan grunts above you, his hands gripping your thighs hard enough to leave bruises as he spreads them wide and keeps you still. âYou wanted this, princess. Donât back out now.â His strokes leave you winded, clawing at the cracked leather seat of his van, squealing like you have no damn sense in the world. âI canât,â you gasp.
âYes you can, doll. You can take it.â Fuckâ he was using his father voice. Stern, authoritative, the kind of voice you canât say no to. You could have come right then and there from his voice alone, cooing at your pretty pussy like a cat. He pressed his hips sharply into yours and watched your back arch away from the seats and your eyes prick with tears. âLogan!â
âYou act like youâve never been fucked before. Does my son not do a good job?â
You shook your head feverishly. âNeverâ â you swallowed, ââlike this.â Never made you cum for that matter. If you knew fucking your boyfriend's father would have been like this, you would have done this a whole lot sooner.
You could feel him in your stomach. You pressed your hand to your belly and felt the bulge of his cock under your skin. You whimpered at the feeling, tracing where his cock head poked through. You could feel him pressing against your tender womb.
You let Logan cum in you. It was easy to with a face like his. You let him sink himself deep inside, a guttural groan rattling out from his throat, satisfied as he emptied his balls inside you. You could help but giggle as he came in you. The thought of possibly having his baby didn't bother you as much as you thought it would. Logan was a good man, well, as good as one can be while fucking his sonâs girlfriend.
Logan didn't want to leave you unsatisfied though you were more than used to it. He grabbed your hips and pulled you up, back arching as he dipped down and kissed your cum-soaked pussy. His tongue found your clit with ease, licking tenderly at the bud between your legs, eyes peering over your pelvis, looking down at you.
Your legs trembled over his shoulder, toes pointing with each rough lick against your puffy pussy. ââs too much, too much.â His lips were latched to your lips, suckling.
Cumming on his tongue was an easy job. He made it so simple yet so powerful. You quivered under every lick, your body rolling with the waves of your orgasm. It was sweet, savory, like tender peaches on a warm, summer evening.
Who knew revenge could taste so sweet?
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green with envy.
pairing: theodore nott x reader.
request: omg i need more of theo x reader with a hint of flirty draco
song inspiration: jealous by nick jonas.
author's note: ask and you shall receive. here's draco scheming to make theo jealous, which we all know won't end well. happy new year's my loves. we're staring 2024 off with a bang đ
âMerlin, they canât possibly be serious.â Draco muttered in disbelief. âThose two truly arenât fooling anyone.â
Blaise glanced up from his book, searching for the cause of Malfoyâs offense. The Three Broomsticks was packed, but it wasnât hard to spot the reason for his friendâs griping. Tucked into a secluded corner of the tavern, you and Theo gravitated towards each other like magnets, leaning into one another, foreheads pressed together, talking and laughing like you were the only people in the world.Â
It had been this way ever since Blaise could remember.
As always, Theo wore that stupid love-struck expression on his face as he listened to you talk, chuckling softly as you waved your arms around animatedly. You, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious to the pining and yearning coming from Nottâs end. Anyone with an ounce of common sense could see that Theo was clearly in love with you, yet you remained blind to his affections.Â
âTheyâve made it very clear that theyâre just friends,â Blaise replied, repeating the same tired words that you and Theodore declared over and over again over the course of your friendship.
âAnd you believe them?âÂ
âOf course not.â Blaise affirmed as he flipped through the pages of his book once more. âBut who am I to burst their blissful bubble of ignorance?âÂ
âTheyâre clearly in denial,â Draco remarked, watching intently as you picked a nonexistent piece of lint off of Theoâs quidditch sweater. âItâs been seven years of this pathetic teetering between will they or wonât they territory. I canât stomach another day of it, Blaise. Someone needs to do something.âÂ
âWhatever half-arsed plan youâve cooked up in that ferret brain of yours, I want no part in it.âÂ
Draco tapped his fingers against the wooden table, a familiar smirk curving at his lips. Blaise sighed in exasperation. He knew that look. He hated that look. It usually meant that Malfoy was hatching a scheme that spelled nothing but trouble for Blaise.Â
âIâm serious, Draco.â Blaise said in a stern voice.
âSo am I,â the blonde replied. âThose two need a push and Iâm more than willing to provide it for them.âÂ
âI already know that Iâm going to regret asking, but what exactly are you planning?âÂ
Draco smirked. Blaise swore to Salazar that there was an evil gleam in his friendâs eyes as he turned over to face him. âIâm going to flirt with Y/N.âÂ
âAre you mental?â Blaise exclaimed. âNott will send you to an early grave. Did you see what he did to Pucey for trying to chat Y/N up? Poor bastard had to eat his meals through a straw for weeks.â
âThen I guess itâs your job to prevent that from happening, Zabini.âÂ
There were a million protests on Blaiseâs lips. Everyone knew that Theo was overprotective of his best friend. It was an unspoken rule that you were off-limits and Blaise had seen first hand the consequences that befell anyone that dared to hit on you. It usually ended with someone in the infirmary and that someone was never Theo.Â
Draco was well aware of this fact as well, but he seemed to have a death wish. Before Blaise could stop him, Malfoy scooped two glasses of butterbeer from the counter and made his way over to you just as Theo excused himself for a smoke. You looked up just as Draco slipped into the booth, sliding beside you to take up the vacant spot your best friend left.Â
âFancy seeing you here, Y/N.âÂ
âHi, Dray.â You greeted the blonde with a smile. âI didnât know you were here, too.âÂ
âHow could you?â He drawled playfully. âTheodore seems content keeping you all to himself.âÂ
You rolled your eyes fondly. âYou couldâve easily just come over to join us.â
âThatâs exactly what Iâm doing, darling.â Draco set a mug of ice cold butterbeer down in front of you. âAnd I brought your favorite.âÂ
âHow sweet of you.â You beamed, totally unaware of his schemes as you clinked your glass against his. âCheers, Draco.âÂ
âCheers, Y/N.âÂ
The sweetness of the butterbeer lingered on your tongue and the foam rested on your upper lip as you savored the taste. Your tongue peeked out, trying to lick the remnants away. Silver eyes flashed mischievously as he clocked the action, a smirk curling against his lips.Â
âHere, let me.â Draco brushed his thumb over your upper lip, wiping away the foam with ease. His fingers were soft and featherlight and nothing like the calloused feel of Theoâs hands.Â
Your best friend had a bad habit of burning his fingertips from the countless blunts and cigarettes he smoked. Despite the fact that you offered to heal them with magic, Theo always refused. He said it made him more manly. Though you rolled your eyes at him, you found that you didnât really mind his scars and calluses. It only made him that much more endearing. Why you were thinking of Theo while another man was touching you, you had no idea. Or perhaps you did and you were just in deep, deep denial about it.Â
âHave I lost you, love?âÂ
With a blink, you found yourself staring back at Malfoy. âSorry, Draco. What were you saying?âÂ
âI asked if you were using a new shampoo,â said your friend. He twirled a strand of your hair between his fingers, using the ends to tickle your cheek. âYour hair smells divine.âÂ
You paused, narrowing your eyes at Draco. âWhat are you doing, Dray?âÂ
âIâm not doing anything.âÂ
âYouâre up to something.âÂ
That much was obvious to you. Years of friendship told you just as much. Draco was currently plotting something. Before you could question him further, a shadow loomed over the both of you. When Theo had left for his smoke break, he was carefree and grinning, but now tension colored your best friendâs features. As he glared down at Draco, Theo clenched his jaw and balled his fists at his side.
âKeep your hands to yourself, Malfoy.âÂ
âTeddy, he was just helping me withââÂ
âDraco doesnât need to help you with anything.â Theoâs eyes flashed with anger, the blues and greens of his irises turning stormy as his gaze dropped to the lock of hair tangled through Dracoâs fingers. âWhat he needs is to walk away before I break his fucking jaw.âÂ
Draco raised his palms up. âI donât want any trouble, Nott.âÂ
Despite his statement, you sensed that trouble was exactly what Draco was aiming for. Instead of walking away like he shouldâve, Malfoy leaned over and kissed your cheek in parting, which only further incensed Theo. If you hadnât grabbed hold of the end of his coat, Theo wouldâve hurled himself at Draco and punched the cocky smirk off of your friendâs face.Â
You tugged at Theo and placed yourself between him and Draco, watching as the blonde returned to the table Blaise was currently sitting at. For good measure, he winked at the two of you as though Theo wasnât already pissed enough as it was.Â
âWhat the hellâs gotten into you?â Theoâs gaze flickered back to you, his eyes darkening as they met yours.Â
âWhy the fuck are you letting him touch you like that?âÂ
The bite in his voice puzzled you. Theo never snapped at you, so you werenât quite sure how to react. He almost soundedâŚjealous. Not that Theo had any reason to be. Right?
âWhat are you on about? Draco was literally just wiping the foam off of my mouth. Itâs not a big deal.âÂ
Downplaying the interaction seemed to rile Theo up even further. âYes it fucking is,â he gritted out. âHeâs flirting with you, Y/N. How can you not see that?âÂ
The accusation of Draco Malfoy flirting with you was entirely laughable. Though you were accustomed to Theoâs overzealous tendencies, you usually didnât mind his overprotectiveness since it deterred creepy guys from making advances towards you. But this was Draco, for Godricâs sake. Youâve known each other since you were in diapers. There was no way in hell he was actually trying to make a move on you.Â
âYouâre being ridiculous, Teddy. Malfoy was not flirting with me.âÂ
âOf course he was! Did you not see the way he looked at you? The bloody git was all over you, playing with your hair, touching your lips. I should his bash his fucking head in for even glancing in your direction.âÂ
The rest of Theoâs rant was incoherent, a mixture between English and Italian curses that drew the attention of those around you. With a grimace, you tugged Theo towards the back of the Three Broomsticks. He continued swearing as you led him away, dead eyes filled with fury as you ushered him into the bathroom.Â
There was a murderous expression on his face as he spewed threats and curses. You locked the door behind you, sighing as you surveyed the angry boy before you. Knowing Theo, his constant ranting would only fuel the fire of his anger. You needed to calm him down before he made good on his promise to pummel Draco into the ground.Â
Unfortunately, Theo had already worked himself up to a fit. A frown was evident on his face, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his fists, the veins on his forearms protruding as violence threatened to spill over. You said his name a few times, but he didnât seem to hear you. He was too angry to take notice.Â
While dealing with an angry Theo was by no means a new occurrence for you, it seemed harder to pull him out of it this time. You had never seen him this furious. A small part of you was mad at his overreaction, but another part of you was oddly flattered that he cared so much.Â
Perhaps it was foolish to do so, but you relished in the fact that such a small action could elicit such a response from him. If you didnât know any better, you wouldâve surmised that Theo was acting out of jealousy. His possessive behavior had always given you a strange sort of thrill. It made you feel wanted, it made you feel desired, and that in itself was more dangerous than any drug.Â
âTheodore.âÂ
Theo paced back and forth, contemplating acts of violence against one of his oldest and closest friends.
âTheo.âÂ
He wondered how much trouble heâd get into for beating Draco into a bloody pulp. Would they suspend him? Theo reckoned it would be worth it.Â
âTeddy.âÂ
The sight of Draco brushing foam off of your lips flashed through his mind again, playing on a torturous loop. Malfoy didnât get to touch you like that. No one got to touch you like that. At least not without Theo breaking every bone in their hand.Â
âOh for Salazarâs fucking sake.âÂ
You grabbed the front of Theoâs sweater and dragged him down to your level. There was absolutely no thought process behind your actions besides stopping his rant. With your lips pressed firmly against his, you accomplished just that. Theo froze for a second, his eyes fluttering close as you kissed him. The tension left his body, his anger melting away to give room for a different sort of heat to spread through him.Â
The minute his body language changed, you pulled away. Theo looked down at you, his dead eyes burning with searing passion. You felt his gaze piercing right through you. There was danger lurking within him. Like he was the predator and you were the prey. Youâve never seen him look like that before. Theo lookedâŚferal. Theo looked hungry.Â
âIâm sorry, Teddy. I was just trying to calm you downââ
You reeled back as Theo cupped your face in his hands and smashed your lips together once more. This time, there was no surprise in the kiss. There was just fervent passion, arduous desire, and mutual destruction between you. Theo didnât kiss you like he wanted you. He kissed you like he needed you.Â
As he pinned you against the wall, Theo gripped your hips and pressed his body against yours. The kisses grew sloppy and desperate, the two of you scrabbling for more. You groaned as his erection brushed against your thigh, leaving him the perfect opening to slide his tongue past the seam of your lips. You were vaguely aware of banging into the pictures on the walls, the sound of them clattering to the ground registering somewhere in the back of your mind.Â
The two of you were like a tornado, knocking decor and toiletries around as you continued to sloppily make out. You were sure that you were making enough noise to alert the whole tavern. Yet you couldnât bring yourself to care as Theo bit down on your bottom lip. You moaned into his mouth as he set you down on the counter. One hand gripped your throat while the other slipped underneath your skirt.Â
Theo dragged you closer by your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist as he grinded his hardness against your throbbing core.Â
âMalfoy couldnât touch you like this, bella.â The low rasp of his voice sent shivers down your spine. His hold on you was possessive and utterly fucking sexy. Heat rushed between your thighs as his fingers tightened around your throat. âOnly I can touch you like this. Do you understand, dolcezza?âÂ
âYes,â you answered breathlessly. âItâs you, Teddy. Only you.âÂ
Pleased with your response, Theo smirked as he ripped off your tights. Your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head when he rubbed his hand against your clothed sex. He palmed you through your panties, swearing when he felt how wet you were for him.Â
âYouâre fucking mine,â he growled against your ear while he slid your panties to the side and teased along your folds. Slender fingers curled inside of you, eliciting a filthy moan that echoed through the walls. âThis is all for me.âÂ
Watercolour eyes seized the breath from your lungs. The declaration hung in the air with finality. There was no room for question or doubt. Theo was merely stating the truth.
You were his. You always have been.Â
Theo withdrew his hand, fingers dripping with your arousal. He refused to break eye contact as he stuck them into his mouth, licking each digit clean.Â
You whimpered, pulling him in by his belt loop. He moaned as you impatiently tugged his jeans down, palming him through his boxers. He felt big. Bigger than youâve ever had before.Â
But you wanted it. You wanted him.Â
âI need you, Theo. Please.âÂ
âIâm yours, Y/N.â Theo panted into your mouth as you released his cock from the constraints of his boxers. âAlways.âÂ
You swallowed thickly as you looked down at his impressive size. His cock was hard and throbbing in your hands, precum leaking from the tip. Theo was massive. You had no idea how he was going to fit. Still, the challenge thrilled you.Â
Spreading your legs open, you bit your lip as Theo positioned the head of his cock at your entrance. He kissed your lips sweetly before pulling back and nuzzling his nose against yours.Â
âDeep breaths, baby.â You nodded, inhaling and exhaling as he pushed the tip in. âYouâre so tight. Gonna let me stretch you wide open, bella?â
Tears pricked at your eyes as he breached your walls, stretching you just between the line of pain and pleasure. âYouâre so big, Theo. I don'tâI don't know if itâs going to fit.âÂ
âWeâll make it fit, Y/N,â he promised, pushing further in and groaning as your walls hugged tightly around him. âJust like that. Youâre doing so well, sweetheart.âÂ
Once Theo was fully sheathed inside of you, his movements stilled. He caressed your cheek and pecked your lips. âCan I move, baby?âÂ
âYes,â you exhaled.Â
âGood girl.âÂ
You fluttered at his words and Theo cursed as your walls gripped him like a vice. âFuck, pretty pussyâs squeezing me so tight. You drive me fucking insane, you know that? I get so jealous of anyone who even looks at you.âÂ
âI like when you get jealous,â you admitted, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. âYouâre sexy when youâre angry.âÂ
Theo flipped you over so that you were facing the mirror. As you gripped the marble countertop, he thrusted sharply inside of you and watched as your face contorted into pleasure. Whispering praises into your ear, Theo picked up the pace. He intertwined your fingers together and placed each palm against the mirror.
âOpen your eyes, bella. I want you to watch while I ruin you.âÂ
Your eyes snapped to your reflection, taking in your flushed cheeks and mussed hair. Behind you, Theo fucked into you with a punishing pace. He groaned as he watched himself slide in and out of you, relishing at the perfect fit. It was like you were made for him. As your moans grew louder, Theo stuffed his fingers down your throat and gagged you.Â
âGod, fuck.â Theo hissed, his eyes meeting yours in the reflection. âHarder, baby. You can take it. Let me fuck out my frustrations.âÂ
âYou. Belong. To. Me.âÂ
Theo punctuated every word with a thrust, hitting the sweet spot within your walls with each rut.Â
âIâm yours, Teddy.â You said breathlessly. âAll yours.âÂ
He smiled, placing a tender kiss against your neck as his fingers slipped between your legs. Theo rubbed at your clit, urging you closer and closer to your orgasm.Â
âAre you close, principessa? I can feel you squeezing me, milking me dry. Take it all, dolcezza. Youâre mine, but Iâm yours too.âÂ
âMy hands are yours.â Theo squeezed your tits, flicking his thumb over your nipples.
âMy lips are yours.â He angled your chin towards him, claiming your mouth with open mouthed kisses.
âMy cock is yours.â He drove deeper inside of you, making you arch as you cried out his name.Â
Theo swallowed your moans before capturing your lips with his. âMy heart is yours, too.âÂ
âItâs all yours, Y/N.â
Your heart squeezed at his declaration. Nothing had ever sounded more beautiful than Theo pledging every part of himself to you. Â
âOh god. Fuck, Theo. Please. Iâm gonna cum.âÂ
âCum for me, bella.âÂ
Stars dotted your vision as the orgasm rocked through your body. Theo kissed your neck, marking his territory, while you squeezed around him. The heat of his touch seared your skin as he held you. If it werenât for his strong arms wrapped around you, you wouldâve collapsed.Â
âSo fucking perfect,â Theo said between pants. âMy beautiful girl.âÂ
Your name tumbled off of Theoâs lips as he came. It was the sweetest sound youâve ever heard. Coming from the most beautiful boy youâve ever seen.Â
The two of you slid down to the floor. Theo wrapped an arm around you, cheeks red and hair disheveled. His pretty eyes fluttered open as he traced over the hickies and bruises heâd left on your body, admiring each mark gently. With his brows scrunched with concern, he brushed a thumb over the bite mark on your shoulder.Â
âWas I too rough?â Theo whispered, kissing over the spot. âDid I hurt you, Y/N?â
You smiled at his gentleness, smoothing at the worry lines creasing his forehead. âNo, it was perfect. God, you're fucking hot when you're jealous.âÂ
Theo chuckled, kissing the inside of your wrist. The playfulness in his expression faltered as concern and hesitation bled through. âDid youâI mean, fuck, did you enjoy it? I didnâtâyou still want to be my friend, right?âÂ
âNo.âÂ
Theo felt his heart drop down to his stomach. Heâd fucked it up. The one good thing in his life and heâd fucked it up. You brushed your fingers over his cheekbones, tilting his chin so that you were face to face.Â
âI want to be so much more than just your friend, Teddy.â The sigh of relief that he released made you grin. You leaned in, giving him a soft peck on the lips. âMy heart is yours, too. Itâs always been yours.âÂ
The weight of his smile made your heart ache. âNow that you know how I feel, thereâs no need to be jealous anymore.âÂ
âAre you kidding? Iâm going to be even more insufferable now. I need everyone to know that youâre mine.âÂ
âThey already know, Teddy. We were the only ones living in denial.âÂ
âWe made it pretty damn obvious, didnât we?âÂ
âYou threatened every guy who dared to even look at me.â
âPlease,â Theo started, a smile tugging at his lips. âI saw the dirty looks you gave to the girls who tried to flirt with me.âÂ
You chuckled. âOkay, so maybe weâre both a littleâŚâ
âPossessive? Obsessed? Head over heels insane for each other?âÂ
âAll of the above.â You declared, tugging at his hand. âNow come on, Teddy. Before someone figures out what we were really doing in here.âÂ
âI think they know, love.â Theo teased. âYou were pretty loud.âÂ
âLike you werenât loud yourself, Nott.âÂ
You rolled your eyes fondly as he helped you up. Theo straightened your skirt and smoothed your hair down, kissing your temple. He reached for the doorknob with one hand and linked his fingers with yours with the other.Â
Fortunately, there werenât too many people waiting for the loo. You wouldâve been embarrassed to walk out together hand in hand, but Theo made sure that every set of prying eyes quickly found something else to look at. With a cheeky grin, he lifted your knuckles to his lips and placed a lingering kiss upon your skin.Â
As you walked out into the main hall, a wolf-whistle rang out from one of the tables. Draco raised a toast in your direction while Blaise shook his head.Â
âCanât believe that half-arsed plan of yours actually worked,â Zabini said.Â
Theo furrowed his brows. âWhat plan?âÂ
âThe one where Malfoy flirts with Y/N in an attempt to make you jealous.âÂ
âI knew you were up to something,â you said with narrowed eyes. âWhat an idiotic plan.âÂ
âIs it idiotic if it worked?âÂ
Theo shook his head in disbelief. âYouâre mental, Malfoy. I truly considered tearing you to pieces.âÂ
âYouâre welcome,â Draco said with a smirk. âClearly that jealousy was put to good use.âÂ
The blonde winked at you, making Theoâs fingers tighten around yours. âOh, Teddyâs going to kill you. This time, I have no plans of stopping him.âÂ
Dracoâs silver eyes widened as you released Theo. âZabini? A little help here?âÂ
âIâd start running if I were you, Malfoy.âÂ
Without hesitation, Draco bolted out the door. You snickered as the blonde disappeared down the snowy street, his platinum blonde head bobbing through the crowd. To his credit, Theo gave him a proper head start.Â
âIâll be right back, dolcezza.âÂ
âDonât be gone too long, Teddy.â Theo smiled, leaning in to press a soft kiss on your lips. âAnd try not to hurt Draco too badly, yeah?âÂ
Despite his pout, Theo nodded as you tugged him down for a proper kiss. He smiled against your lips before peppering kisses on your nose and cheeks.
âFine, but only because you asked nicely, principessa.âÂ
You smiled, watching as Theo chased after Draco. Beside you, Blaise grinned.Â
âItâs about damn time.âÂ
With a flush, you rolled your eyes at your friend. âOh shut it, Zabini.âÂ
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race car driver steve and pit crew eddie
flirting during pit stops. always seems like itâs going to lead somewhere but never does. eventually, as heâs heading to the track, steve tells eddie heâll take him out *when* he wins. not if.
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âshe handles fineâ
âcanât say the same thing about meâ
âyeah?â
âhmâ
âi think i could handle youâ
âyou say that to all the crew?â
âjust the pretty onesâ
â
âall oiled up and ready to go?â
âalways for you harrington.
.. oh you mean the carâ
âyeah, munsonâthe car. i already make enough pit stops as is.â
â
âwe have a problem.â
âwhat? why whatâs wrong??â
âyou didnât say anything about my outfitâ
ââŚ
turn around for me.
it makes your rear view look, *fantastic*â
âcall my ass âmy rear viewâ again-â
âHEY! you ASKED THIS TIMEâ
âYEAH. *THIS TIME*â
â
âthat engine isnât the only thing iâm good at revving up.â
ââŚis that- are you-â
*shrug*
âUGH. i hate that that worked. that was TERRIBLE.â
â:)â
see, when steve finally gets the guts to actually commit to being serious, to genuinely asking eddie out afterwards, win or not, it goes a little something like thisâŚ
âRacers, please make your way to the start line.â
âEddie?â He walks over as Steve pushes his helmet over his head, flattening his coiffed hair.
âYeah?â
âAfter this race, when I win,â Oh, oh, is this going where he thinks itâs going? Is this Steve finally taking a chance on this grease rat? Surely n- âWould you let me take you out for dinnerâŚ?â
Eddie blinks at him, staring at his honey-brown eyes boring into him, from the tiny opening in his helmet.
âYes,â his brain seems to reboot and gather enough coherence to spit out an answer, âYeah, yes, please.â He can tell Steve smiles at him from the way the corners of his eyes crinkle. âIâd like that.â
âCool,â Steve snaps his chin strap and tightens it. As he goes to slip on his gloves, Eddie walks up to him. He grabs onto the strap and tightens it himself just to make sure.
âGood luck,â he says, gripping Steveâs shoulder for a moment.
âDonât need it, but thanks,â playfully snarky, he bends and gets into the car. Eddie laughs at the antics and backs up further into the pit, matching Steveâs cute little wave before he drives away.
For the first time in a long time, Eddie couldnât care less about winning. He canât wait for this to be over; the real prize is a long-awaited date.
But, until then, itâs game time.
â
Watching the screen in the pit till the racers turn the corner and come into view. Eddie keeps a close eye on his carâSteveâs kept good pacing most of the leg, leading a few laps, too. Heâs due back for a stop soon, but until he can get out of the way of the other racers, theyâre too packed for him to make any sort of maneuver. When those cars get like that, Eddie feels like heâs on the edge of a freefall. Not actually, because nothing ever happens, but it feels like something will. Every time.
Besides the scars and a dusty jumpsuit somewhere, thatâs the only thing that sticks around from Eddieâs crash. Because thatâs what it was, a crash. And a bad one. A side hit that jerked him into another, airborne before rolling, and rolling, and rolling. Getting pulled out, dazed and bleeding, while flames and sirens roared in his ears.
And although thereâs more protection and safety precautions now, it still doesnât make that night any better.
Steve makes another lap. Heâs still boxed in closeâextremely close. Itâs a recipe for disaster, and they all know it.
Eddieâs eyes dart to the pack of cars crossing into his field of vision, and he sees it, someone side hits someone. Someone jerksâand clips 86.
It happens in slow motion. Like becoming untetheredârealizing, yeah, youâre in freefall. The world feels like itâs moving at 1/8th the pace. Steve flies over the other drivers and into the catch fences.
Eddie barely registers heâs already moving into the pit track.
86 spins out, absolutely streded to the barebones. Slowing only to get hit again and into the run-off.
âSTEVE!â Eddieâs out, running full speed to the remaining inners of the car. Static and ringing fills his ears. He can feel the way his heart is threating to fucking beat out of his goddamn chest. A mantra of ânononononono. not again. not to him,â screaming in his head.
For a speedway packed with people and maxed out speakers, itâs eerily quiet to him. Everything falling away, feeling sureal, like this is some fucked up nightmareâtill he gets his hand on the smoking car. Noise comes rushing back all at once, too loud.
âSTEVE!â voice gone hoarse, he yells out into the metal. He can see his vision blurring with tears, fear creeping onto him a tenfold. Eddie ducks down and looks into the smashed up window.
âIâm here!â Itâs muffled, but at least he can see the dark tracksuit as the source. Eddie frantically reaches for Steveâs hand, and when he gets it clasped in his own, he tugs.
âIâm okay.â A feeble attempt to reassure him, heâll believe those words from Steve Harrington when he sees it for himself.
Steve coughs as he puts his other hand on the edge of the door and tries to reef himself out. And Eddie tries to help out the best he can. About halfway out, Steve shifts and lets go.
Logicallyâwell, not logically actually, Eddieâs acting on pure adrenaline at this point, all logic out the windowâSteveâs just getting his hands under him rather than over, more leverage that way. But Eddie needs. to. get. him. out. of the car thatâs currently on fucking fire.
As soon as Steve starts moving again, Eddieâs already wrapped his arms around his chest and is pulling him the rest of the way out. He kneels in front of him and tries to unclasp the strap. Hands so shaky, he can barely get his fingers to push down before gloved hands push them away. While he attempts to help Steve yank his helmet off, itâs feeble. That golden hair flops out, and the helmet gets tossed to the side; Eddie roams his hands over Steveâs face, looking for any visible damage.
Suddenly, warm hands circle his wrists, and Steve makes him meet his eyes.
The world comes bursting back in.
â-ddie? Hey? Iâm okay. Iâm okay. I promise, Iâm okay-â
His face is wet. Heâs practically in Steveâs lap, too. One of those hands drop his wrist and cup the back of head.
âEddie. Iâm okay,â Steve says. God, the sound that punches itâs way out of his chest sounds inhuman even in his ears.
There, a few feet away from the pile of rubble, Eddie engulfs Steve in his arms, tucking his face into the neck of old leather. He can feel Steve finally let go of him to give the cameras and the crew that surrounds them, a one handed thumbs up.
Eddie canât help let out a soft laugh with Steve at the collective sigh of relief. He gets that arm wrapped back around him, giving him a tight squeeze. Steve ducks his face over to talk into his ear, âIâm okay. Iâll have a hell of a bruise no doubt, but I promise Iâm okay.â
âFucking better be,â Eddie mutters as he pulls away, hastily wiping his face. Steve huffs at him.
âAre *you* okay?â
âYou did not just ask me that.â Eddie pushes himself off the man, offering Steve his hands and hoisting him up, too. He tests his footing, and it's shakyâsomething is definitely hurting.
âEddieâŚâ The fucker has the audacity to turn those sad down-turned puppy eyes on him. Steve knows how bad his wreak was, and it fits him too, to care more about Eddie than himself.
âYou sure youâre okay?â
âYeah. Yeah, Iâm standing, arenât I?â Steve gestures a bit, Medic in his ear asking him to follow her. Because theyâre still in the middle of the run-off, the game paused till Steve gets the okay, and they continue without him anyway.
âDoes that sound reassuring to you?â Eddie crosses his arms.
âHey-â Steve shrugs, â-couldnât miss our date, right?â
And, honest to god, Eddie would throttle him right now. But he canât.
So, he does the next best thing.
Eddie Munson, pit crew of 86 and crash survivor, crosses the couple steps between him and Steve Harrington, current 86 racer and, hopefully, his boyfriend, and kisses him.
âIâm holding you to that.â
Steve smiles wide and pivots with his hand out for Eddie to take. And Eddie does.
They start following the Medic, but Steve turns around and flashes his goofy grin again, giving everyone in the stadium a thumbs-up.
Eddie laughs as the crowd roars.
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Fuckboy!Wonwoo going for shy!reader since he assumes theyâre a virgin, just to find out reader is an absolute freak and rides him until he passes out
wonwoo bias wrecked me so much after the follow again concerts that this just came to life on itâs own. i wrote the freshman experience based off of how it is on my country and i loved writing this, so i hope you enjoy it too! âĄ
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fuckboy!wonwoo whoâs your game design course sunbaenim. he contradicts all paradigms about nerds, because heâs hot as fuck.
fuckboy!wonwoo who spots you on the first day of classes. he sees you walking past him in your tiny skirt and "I ⥠games" tshirt and finds you adorable.
fuckboy!wonwoo who fights with other veterans to keep you as his freshman. he loses the argument to Nayeon, the courseâs studentsâ president, and sulks for the rest of the day.
fuckboy!wonwoo who hits on you at the bar that night. everyoneâs whispering about the two of you.
since Nayeonâs done her job and warned you before hand about Wonwooâs reputation, you turn him down nicely because you hate the attention. of course, it only spurs him on.
fuckboy!wonwoo who tried to befriend you as a way of getting into your pants (well, heâs a fuckboy after all!).
a couple months after, once he realizes youâre actually really funny and outgoing when you feel comfortable enough, he finds himself enjoying the time you two spend together.
fuckboy!wonwoo who becomes obsessed with you. he convinces himself itâll fade away once he fucks you. but then he finds himself getting so fucking jealous when he hears you calling Seungcheol your âoppaâ. he knows Cheol has a thing for you â your innocent, virgin like persona is driving every male student wild. so he feels his blood boiling when you touch his hyungâs bicep as you smile sweetly and bat your eyelashes.
fuckboy!wonwoo who gets really annoyed when his friends mock him, claiming he lost his charms and wonât get to fuck you like he would do to any other girl.
"itâs up to Coups Hyung to pop her cherry." Jeonghan holds back a laugh as Wonwoo rolls his eyes.
Like hell we will! he thinks.
fuckboy!wonwoo who tries to sleep with someone else to get off and forget about you. but it doesnât work and he gets more frustrated than before.
fuckboy!wonwoo who offers to help you with your class project and goes to your shared dorm room on a Saturday night. you open the door and he holds his breath when he sees your super princess peach cropped shirt.
"what? itâs my favorite game" you state, with a pout on your lips, when he stares for too long.
"oh, nothing. itâs a good one." he babbles, averting his eyes from your chest. your shirt was probably old, since he could see the outline of your nipples through the white fabric. he swallows nervously, trying to shake the image of your pebbled nipples off of his head.
fuckboy!wonwoo who gets distracted by your short sleeping shorts, since they do the bare minimum to cover you up.
"Nonu, are you listening?" you complain as you shake him. his eyes are out of focus when he meets your gaze. "earth to Nonu! what are you thinking about?"
fuckboy!wonwoo who bites his lower lip and stares at you.
"iâm thinking about you, cutie." he flirts. usually, you would blush and avert your eyes. so itâs a shocker for him when your Bambi eyes transform into a siren gaze.
âwhat about me?" you whisper, inching closer to his face. "is it about the ways youâd like to fuck me?" thatâs all it takes for Wonwoo to take off his glasses and crash his lips into yours.
fuckboy!wonwoo who gets really excited and surprised when he finds out youâre not a virgin. in fact, youâre a total freak in bed. he feels a bit fooled since you got everyone believing youâre a pure angel, but he isnât about to complain.
not when youâre jumping up and down on his dick with your pretty boobs on full display for him.
fuckboy!wonwoo who fucks up into you with all his might, thinking that he could die happy buried in your heat like that.
youâre riding him so good, your hips grinding against his and your hands clawing at his chest. your lips are red and swollen from kissing, your headâs thrown back in pleasure. you let out quiet ah-ah-ahs that enter Wonwooâs ears and spin down his body directly to his dick.
fuckboy!wonwoo who nearly blows his load when you ask him to choke you.
his big hand presses on your throat with minimum force, but you demand more pressure and he complies.
fuckboy!wonwoo who circles your clit and sucks your nipples to help you cum. and when you do, he follows shortly after, emptying three months worth of blue balls in the condom and nearly passes out.
fuckboy!wonwoo who cuddles you and realizes heâs been tricked.
"iâm not complaining, but i thought you were a virgin."
you laugh, turning around to face him. "and the resident fuckboy gets played." pride bubbles in your chest. Wonwoo smiles at you, his brown eyes still a bit glazed over from his high.
"i liked being played" he admits with a shy smile.
fuckboy!wonwoo who refuses to go back to his own room. thank goodness your roommate is not coming back for the night.
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Ride me? || Miguel O'hara
Pairing: Miguel O'hara (Spider-Man 2099) x F!reader
Tags: Overstimulation, rough sex, choking, squirting, vaginal fingering, big dick Miguel, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), fang kink if you squint.
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Summary: Just when you thought he's exhausted enough from chasing Miles Morales and had given you the chance to actually ride him, Miguel has other plans.
This man evokes something so feral in me that I forgot I was suffering through the worst writer's block. He got me giggling and twirling my hair yesterday at the cinema wtf. I used my very limited Mexican Spanish knowledge from watching streamers flirting in a block game for this.
cariĂąo - honey || mi vida - my life || mi amor - my love || guapito - handsome
Miguel isn't the type to let someone control the pace, even if he did, his hands grounded on your waist would soon guide your hips into a rhythm he prefers, hard and fast.
You've been hearing the ruckus down the spider webs, something about another version rebelling against the usual stories of every Spider-Man in the multiverse to save his dad. Knowing that your husband sits at the top as their leader, you expected him to disappear for a long period of time.
Not that you mind of course, he's had plenty of times he charges in to handle an anomaly himself.
You do have to give some kudos to the kid for trying to change reality though. After Miguel's story, nobody in the headquarters, even you, dared to defy the fates laid upon every Spider-Man.
It's been three days since he left and honestly, you didn't expect him to arrive yet. A person deterring from the fates of every Spider-Man would be hard to handle, you couldn't even imagine how difficult it'd be.
So when the doors to your apartment flew open and came to him, practically drooping from exhaustion, you were surprised.
He came earlier than expected.
"How'd the chase go?"
"I don't want to talk about it. Come here."Â
Drying your hands off on the towel hanging from the wall counter, you made your way to the man laid spread and heaving on the couch. His head tipped back with his usually neatly gelled hair now haggard and messy, he looked up when he sensed your presence and immediately pulled you onto his lap.
You laughed. "Don't fall asleep here, I don't want to carry your heavy ass."
His lips tugged into a weak smile, his pointy canines briefly appearing.
"Spider-Man is supposed to help the weak, are you really ignoring a civilian in need?"
You didn't get what he meant until he pulled your hips closer, dragging your core over the tent on his pants.
You hit his arm. "Go to sleep, you must've been really tired after chasing that kid around."
"Then ride me."
You paused before narrowing your eyes at him. He's baiting you with the very thing you've wanted to do since the beginning. But the dark cloud of lust in his eyes somehow convinced you of his genuineness.
His talons dug onto your flesh, hard enough to take control of your hips to grind on top of his dick sensually while keeping eye contact with yours. You couldn't ignore the pleasure and jolts of heat electrifying and burning your nerve endings alight at every drag of your heat over his.
"I want to feel you baby, I miss you so much."
Miguel pushes you down on his hardness and you moan, the feeling of his girth finding home between your legs shot electric pleasure down your spine.
"You are a convincing man."
"And you love it."
You lunged for a kiss and instantly, one of his hands threaded itself onto the back of your head, locking you in place as your lips danced against each other in a fierce battle. The raw hunger after being starved for a week now surfacing and consuming you both, mind and body.Â
His other hand guided your hips up and down his clothed dick, his deep groans and growl lit fireworks in you, igniting your determination to coax more of them out of his lips.
"Get rid of the pants or I'll rip it off of you."
"Rip it then."
He didn't need to hear you twice.Â
In one quick motion, he tore your sweatpants into two before doing the same thing to your panties and throwing them somewhere in the room. He groaned as his head fell onto the crook of your neck, hands crawling up to cup your breasts before your top and bra suffered the same fate as your other clothing.
"The pants, only the pants! I loved that bra!"
"I'll buy you something better, from another universe even." He responded, almost breathless as your scent invaded every speck of his senses. Miguel groaned. "Fuck, I miss this scent of yours baby."
"I don't care, get rid of the suit."
His attire dissolved into thin air and retracted back to god-knows-where, revealing his ruffled shirt and grey sweatpants that did nothing but proclaim his clear desire for you.
"Let me prep you real good, huh?"
Retracting his talons, two of his fingers delved into your heat, immediately drenching itself with your arousal and he groaned.
"So wet for me, mi amor."
"Only for you, guapito."
Two of his digits rolled your clit sensually and with the dexterity of an experienced man, urging more of your arousal to coat his fingers further. Once he was satisfied with the amount of fluid now dripping into his pants, he wandered lower and lower until he plunged his index in, curling it up so deliciously you moaned and grinded your hips onto the slow plunge of his hand.
His eyes watched your heat like a ravenous man holding back, the feral look on his face only pulled you closer to the edge.
And it's only a finger in.
"So tight, mi vida. You treat me so well."
He added two fingers in and you screamed, his pace now rapidly gaining speed. Your eyes rolled back as your hips thrashed and clumsily followed his thrusts, there was nothing else that mattered more than coming for your darling in that moment.
Miguel groaned, watching your face twist into the most sinful display of pleasure he has ever seen. The pride and smugness from knowing it was all because of him made him smile.
Only he could see you in such a state and no one else.
You clenched around his digits, tempting him to finally take the dive. Although his fingers coaxed pleasure out of you with no problem, you missed the feeling of his dick carving your insides, stretching you thin and reminding your cunt who it belongs to.
But Miguel ignored the bait and instead hastened up while curling up to push on your g-spot. You almost blacked out from the euphoria he feeds you, a coil in your stomach tightened and you moaned.
"I'm cl-close⌠Fuck!"
"Give it to me baby, I want it all."
It didn't last long until the coil exploded and your arousal squirts out of your cunt to drench Miguel's shirt, whose gaze turned a shade darker at the scene when you peered down to meet his gaze.
A tense atmosphere rose from his mere gaze and goosebumps prickled your skin. Your heartbeat jumped through the roofs as you stared back at his dark eyes, he triggered your spidey sense.
And for some sick reason, it only ignited the simmering arousal in the pits of your abdomen.
"Fuck the ride, you're not getting up until I say so, cariĂąo."
You barely sensed him flipping you both, with you now seated and spread on the sofa while he stood in front of you, hastily removing his remaining clothing as if it angered him.
It didn't take long until his hand cautiously wrapped around your neck and his other, pinning your hips as he plunged himself deep into your cunt. You screamed as he pushed more of him, inch by inch. He stretched you out to the point of no return, the burn of his cock carving you open once more made you light-headed.
And he loves nothing more but seeing the cock-drunk look on your face.
Miguel grinned, his fangs protruding so attractively. "God, I love how fucked you look for me, cariĂąo. Give me more."
He pulls and plunged himself back in, shooting hot white pleasure in your body. Miguel didn't wait long before his usual hard and rough pace started. The hand around your throat tightened and your mind turned woozy from the lack of oxygen, his thrust taking your breath away only evoking the feeling of nirvana within you.
He drove in you hard and quick enough you can distantly hear the couch legs wincing as it gets pushed back with every plunge of his dick.
"FuckâŚ!"
"That's right darling, I'm fucking my sweet cariĂąo open and wide for me."
The electric shocks the head of his cock briefly grazing the head of your uterus sent your legs flailing on his sides. Growing bothered by them, he halts to rest them on his wide shoulders and wraps his arm around your thigh before entering somehow deeper into you.
Your hands found his meaty thigh and dug itself onto it and it encouraged him to go even faster, pushing you closer to the edge and you swore you could see the pearly gates of the heavens.
"I'm co-comingâŚ! Miguel!"
"Give it to me baby, you know how much I love seeing you convulse so helplessly around me."
The hand on your throat left to find purchase on your clit, rubbing you as fast his cock plunges into you.
With a scream, you came.Â
Your legs trembled violently on his shoulder as more of your arousal spurts out of your heat, white hot pleasure burned and stirred every nerve ending awake as your eyes rolled back.
But this doesn't seem to be enough for Miguel who only took a break to see your thighs convulse before continuing his thrusts.
You hit his thighs as he kickstarted another orgasm now bubbling in the pit of your stomach but he paid no heed.Â
Not that you minded of course, if anything, it only pleases the sick bastard in your head, wishing to be used and fucked so well by your husband like it's your sole purpose.
"I'm so close, baby. Can you give me another one? Surely you can, right?"
His fingers rubbed your clit to the point of pain yet it somehow enhanced the pleasure growing larger in your chest and you screamed. Miguel bent down to rest his sweaty forehead on your shoulder, in the clouded state you were in, you could make out the sharp points of his canines pushing down your skin.
The threat of his bite shot jolts down to your heavily beaten cunt, once again tightening its coil. The frequent groans and low growls escaping his lips alone told you he's near to climax.
And with that, he's dragging you down with him.
"Please please please, give it to meâŚ!"
"Yes, cariĂąo. Anything, Anything for you."
With a couple of thrust, scorching hot explodes inside of you and Miguel slows down, almost into a halt as he rides down his high. The face of pure unadulterated ecstasy painting his face, along with his fingers, you came with another shout.
When he's calmer, he lets his sweaty body fall into your arms before reaching around to do the same.Â
As your breathing returns to normal and the fog in your head clears, Miguel places a gentle kiss on your temple and cheeks.
"I love you so much, cariĂąo."
"I love you more, guapito."
#miguel o'hara#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o'hara smut#miguel o'hara imagine#spider-man: into the spiderverse fics#spider man: across the spider verse fics#spider-man fics#spider-man smut#miguel o'hara x reader one shot#miguel o'hara one shot
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Thinking about a popular playboy type of yandere falling for someone he'd never take seriously on the regular... But oops! He fell first AND harder!!
I'm just imagining a scenario in which you go to a party with some friends, all is good and you're having fun. The guy is all over the place, he's cheerful, he's carefree, all the ladies love him and all the men want to be him and boy, does he know it.
Being the social butterfly that he is, he approaches you, naturally. And you humor him, perhaps you even play along a little, flirt back and just match his energy. You hit it off so well that people even start talking about how you two go so well together, that you'll be dating in no time.
You laugh at the absurdity of those claims.
He is charming, he is sweet, perhaps even gentle.
But you would never date him, not in a million years.
Perhaps you're still not over an old ex, or you're just not looking to date someone. Maybe you're the hopeless romantic type, someone who wants to make a proper connection in order to date someone.
Let's not play games and waste time, yeah?
In turn, you keep him at a safe distance.
You are not rude or snide, you say hello to him when he greets you, sometimes you might even laugh at his corny jokes too!!
But you never stick for longer than necessary. You never say yes to any of his proposals, you never even acknowledge his advances.
He thinks you're just playing hard to get. Ah, how precious. He loves a challenge! Time passes, he has made no progress. His confidence is wavering and it's all your fault. Life has no purpose and there are no colours in the world. The air is dead, his food is stale, his heart does not function properly.
He can only come to life if you acknowledge him. He doesn't care how, just as long as you look at him. Him. Him only. No one else. Him.
If he can't be your lover, perhaps he can become your pest.
He ties your shoes together, he purposefully puts salt in your drink, he constantly teases you about everything and anything. People are freaking out with how much attention he's giving you, no girl has ever managed to keep him so focused in so long.
None of them understand just how horrible he is. He's no better than a termite, the harder you try to squish him, the stronger he becomes and he always comes back with a pep in his step.
In his mind, any attention is good attention, as long as it comes from you.
Although, who knows for how much longer that ship will stay afloat.
He's only human after all.
#exams and work are taking up a lot of my timeee#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere imagines#yandere x you#yancore#yanderecore#yandere aesthetic#yandere male#female reader
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( ⥠) WHEN THEY'RE JEALOUS .. !!
synopsis : ur wbk favs get a little too annoyed because of the bold guy next to you
starring : sakura haruka, suo hayato, nirei akihiko, kiryu mitsuki & kaji ren
mei's note : eeehhh!! first time writing for wb.. i absolutely adore all the wb content on here && I wanted to contribute a bit- so that's what brings us here.. hope you enjoy! this layout was inspired by the lovely @stunie & @kaiser1ns âĄ
SAKURA HARUKA
nicknames / f!reader
"baby~ need me to put some sunscreen on your back?" you grab the sunscreen spray and get up on your knees. you giggle as you see a faint blush on your boyfriend's face. "don't need any sunscreen," sakura mumbles, avoiding any eye contact with you.
you wrap your arms around his neck from the back, leaning down before brushing his ear with your lips. "nuh-uh, you do need it.."
"close your eyes, okay?"
he grumbles a bit before obliging and allowing himself to melt in your embrace.
the first spray was cold, albeit the warm weather, it still gave sakura the chills. but he forgets about the cold sensation once he feels your soft hands, massaging the sunscreen onto his skin. your fingers slowly gliding from his shoulders to his upper back.
sakura almost missed the cold feeling of the second spray because he was too focused on how warm your hands felt om him. your hands gently making their way to his lower back.
then the third spray- your fingers suddenly stop moving. his eyes jump open, his eyebrows are up in confusion, where did the warn sensation of your touch go? he looks to the back to see you waving to a group of people on the other side of the beach.
"haru', i'm gonna go say hello to some old friends! give me a minute or two, and I'll be back, yeah?" you tell him all giddy before heading to your old friend group.
a huff leaves sakura's lips, just a tad bit annoyed some randoms stole your attention. he meticulously follows you with his eyes as you make your way to the group. sakura internally scolds himself for not telling you to wear something on top of your little two piece bikini. don't get him wrong! he thinks you look gorgeous, stunning even! but now he has to restrain himself from going over there and punching the guy who's been undressing you with his eyes the second you greeted the group.
his teeth are clenched, the veins in his neck are popped while he struggles to stay put and not make a scene. sakura knows you don't like it when he starts a fight, that's why he's using up all the patience he has to prevent himself from beating the guy. if it were up to him, he would've started a fight the moment that weirdo started smiling at you like that! who does he think he is? does he really think he stands a chance with someone like you? funny.
sakura doesn't even know what you see in him, but there's absolutely no way he's going to stand by while some sicko is flirting with his girlfriend!
as if on cue, you bump into sakura the moment he started agigatedly stomping your direction. "eh? you miss me already?" a giggle leaves your mouth as you wrap your arms around your boyfriend's neck. "I didn't know you needed me around so badly!" another silly joke of yours flew right past sakura, his attention still being at your former friend group.
"hey..! what're you looking at?" your head spins to the same direction sakura's looking at before you notice he's glaring at your old friend. after a while the realization hit; your tsundere boyfriend was jealous! ah, lovely, another thing to tease him about!
"baby~ are you jealous I was talking to him?" you laugh, turning his head to face you.
"w-what?! of course not! w-what are you on, you weirdo!" he stumbles backward a bit before gaining his balance again, your arms now detached from his neck. sakura continues to mumble, "he- he should just stop lookin' at you like that.." your raise your eyebrows as you see a blush creeps up on his face.
you bite the inside of your lip, trying your hardest to keep yourself from smiling. "like what haru'? hm?"
"you know what I mean."
you reconnect your hands with his neck, tilting your head to the side. "no~ I don't!"
"[ ⥠]!" your first name rolls off of his tongue so smoothly, reminding him not everyone can call you that. not everyone could stand as close to you as he is standing right now. not everyone could feel your hot breath on their skin as your fingertips slowly caress their neck. and even if they could, he wouldn't let them. you're his and his only.
"like you're his girlfriend, cause you're not! he should know his damn place.." sakura sighs before hiding his face in the crook of your neck, hesitantly wrapping his arms around your waist. "y-you're mine. just- just don't forget that.."
you gulp as you stand in the middle of the beach, completely enveloped by your boyfriend, not able to move an inch because of the way he's holding you. you receive glances from passers-by but you don't care enough right now. he called you his, it felt as though you could've squealed when he uttered those 3 words.
but truth be told, you are most definitely his, and his only.
SUO HAYATO
if you squint your eyes -> a bitttt of yandere!suo at the end / nicknames / reader wears dresses !
"but- it looked so cute!" you protest, your eyebrows furrowed as you look at your boyfriend rolling his eyes playfully.
"hey now, I thought i already told you that it definitely carries like atleast 10 diseases," suo glances at you, noticing your lips were still pouted, "look, if you had touched it, you'd probably have ended up in a hospital, we don't want that now, do we pretty?" suo lets out a chuckle.
you slightly shake your head before intertwining your fingers with his.
he lets out a quiet sigh before admitting, "it did look cute, though.." you giggle at your boyfriend's statement, your giggles mixing with his chuckle.
suddenly, you hear a small thud, which makes you swiftly turn your head to the side at the sound of something falling.
"ah! su', gimme a minute, stay here with the bags please!" you let go of his hand as you make your way to the guy who had dropped some boxes. you get down and start helping him put the items back in the boxes. "h-hey, thanks for helping out!" the guy spills out before he continues grabbing his stuff, his hand accidentally touching yours as you both go to grab the water bottle. awkwardly laughing it off, you two finish up refilling the box.
little do you know on the other side of the street suo drops the shopping bags he was holding for you, he doesn't care less what could happen to those pretty pink bags filled with cute dresses you tried on earlier in the shops, which you decided were essential additions to your already filled to the brim closet. if the bags would end up stolen, suo would buy you new ones anyway. so they weren't that important right now.
not when some guy was gushing at his girlfriend. not when that same stranger had touched your hand, which only he was allowed to do. and oh, definitely not when he had the courage to shove his phone in your pretty hands, waiting for you to put your number in.
"[ ⥠]," suo calls out your name as he reaches you. "we should go, sweetheart, we told the others we'd be at kotoha's in 10," he forces a smile before taking the guy's phone out of your hand and pointing it towards him. "yours?" cold, that was the only way to describe your boyfriend, whose smile had disappeared into thin air, tone.
the guy who you were so innocently helping earlier, started awkwardly thanking the both of you before hastily making his way to his car.
"ah, su'! my bags!" you sprint to the shopping bags on the other side of the street, worriedly checking if all the items were still inside. "everything's still inside?" your boyfriend's smile was showing again.
you nod as he grabs the bags in one hand and locks his other hand with yours. this time with a tighter grip, the last thing he'll allow is for you to stray from him again.
"stay close to me now, alright pretty? don't let go of my hand."
and you could've sworn you saw him clench his jaw before relaxing it and sending you his signature smile again. "love you."
NIREI AKIHIKO
no warnings, just nirei being adorable
how did nirei even get himself into this situation? no, but really, how? it was a perfect day; sunny weather with clouds nowhere in sight, nirei was hanging out with the people he loved being around, his friends, and of course, you! yet somehow, he finds himself in the bookstore, ignoring his friends' stories.
he isn't purposely ignoring them! it's just hard to listen to them when his, his girlfriend is being hit on by the employee.
you were talking him about how badly you wanted to read this book. it was of a psychological genre, and when you explained the story premise to your boyfriend, he got totally spooked by it! but when you two and your friends got to the store, you couldn't find it at all..
you were searching for an employee to help you find it as your earlier attempt with nirei and the others weren't really successful.
but, oh, the regret nirei's feeling right now about letting you go off on your own to find someone to help is absolutely tearing him apart! he doesn't want to seem like the possessive type by waltzing over there and snaking an arm around you, but he can't stand witnessing one more second of that guy flirting with you!
"hmm, what're you gonna do now, huh nirei?" suo teases the blond, elbowing kiryu to witness nirei's predicament.
"hah? you gonna let 'em take your girl, eh nirei?" kiryu chuckles, playfully pushing his shoulder.
nirei shakes his head before sending yet another glare at the employee. he was an older man, way too old to even think about flirting with you. what's worse is that you were completely oblivious to the situation, you probably just thought he was being friendly!
that's it. with that thought flowing in nirei's brain he makes his way to you.
"h-hey! you find the book yet, sweetheart?"
nirei usually sticks to calling you by your name or nickname, occasionally even calling you baby. but never had he called you sweetheart before. so that was what caught your attention.
"yes, darling, I have!" you giggle as you decide to play along this game of his, oblivious to the way your boyfriend's staring at the older man, waiting for him to get the hint and back off.
"well.. I'll be going then.." the employee abruptly leaves, after rolling his eyes at you two.
nirei's knot in his stomach finally seems to loosen as he intertwines his fingers with yours. "glad you found it," your blond boyfriend sends you a cheeky smile.
"thank you, sweetheart!"
"SWEETHEART?!" tsugeura yells out, fake-fainting into kiryu's arms. the pink-haired individual struggling with keeping tsugeura on his feet. "y-yo, you're 'bout to make me trip!"
suo smiles widely, one of his hands on nirei's shoulder. "my, my, haven't you progressed a lot in the past 5 minutes, haven't you? you even got sakura blushing like crazy.."
"hey shut up!" sakura hides his face behind the book he was holding, pretending he was checking it out. mind you, it was upside down..
oh my, nirei is going to be teased about this for the rest of the year. but honestly, he'd do it all again to see your pretty smile again. your laughing mixing in with all the ruckus the guys are making brings another genuine smile to nirei's face.
this was his happy place, right here with you.
(just look at him omg... i-)
KIRYU MITSUKI
nicknames
"ah! mitsuki, look at this top, isn't it adorable?!" completely in love with the clothing piece, you show it to your boyfriend, waiting for his opinion on it.
"mhm, it'd look so pretty on you. and it'd fit with your new shoes!" kiryu adds, slightly wiggling his eyebrows up and down to convince you the top is a must-have! "come on~, tried it on for me."
kiryu locks his hands with yours before pulling you along with him to the dressing rooms.
you hand your boyfriend your handbag and jacket before picking out where you'll try the top on. "I'll be quick, kay?" you tell him, earning a smiley nod from him.
after some time, kiryu sees your hand coming out of the dressing room, signing to him to come in. chuckling, he goes into the small space.
"baby, look how small it is! 's like a baby size.." you mumble, still trying to adjust the top.
the back of your top gets adjusted by kiryu before he shakes his head, "baby-, I'll just go grab another size for you. this size could actually be a baby's size.." you giggle as you nod, planting a quick kiss on his cheek before letting him go look for a different size.
kiryu searches at the original spot, but he doesn't seem to find the other sizes. after a long while of searching and asking the employees, going through 3 floors searching for the top, and then suddenly remembering there's a fourth floor, kiryu finally finds the infamous top.
this piece of fabric better be the best clothing piece ever.
with the top in his, your boyfriend makes his way back to you, eager to see you wearing the right size this time.
he turns the corner to get to the dressing rooms when he hears your voice. you're sitting on the couch, talking to some guy. that isn't a bad thing, it really isn't! what is, though, is the fact that the guy was giving you heavy heart eyes as he grabbed your phone to add his number. like yes, you're pretty, gorgeous, stunning, but you're taken, so no, thank you!
"h-hey.. maybe we should y'know go there togeth-"
"hey, princess, I found your top," kiryu walts over to the sofa, standing in front of the two of you. his smile disappears almost immediately once he shifts his gaze to the man next to you. "and you are?"
you widen your eyes a bit at your boyfriend's sharp tone. "baby-," you mumble
kiryu's fixed stare started to make him feel fiddly as he starts awkwardly laughing. "h-hey man, didn't know she was taken.. was just hitting up a pretty girl, right?" he chuckles before standing up.
"mhm, next time, don't hit on my pretty girl, yeah?"
another awkward laugh flows out of the man's mouth as he leaves the dressing rooms.
"mitsuki-"
"don't even get me started," kiryu hands you the top. he motions for you to try I on before plopping on the couch again, still annoyed at the individual trying to get with his pretty girlfriend.
but all that pent-up annoyance and frustration suddenly goes right out the window when he sees you walking out of the fitting room. wow, you look incredible.
the way the top hugs your figure so elegantly yet somehow still remains a casual vibe, surprises him.
"baby? what do you think?"
"you look so pretty, princess.." kiryu wraps his arms around your waist before pulling you closer to him. "you always do."
kiryu's bank account might be experiencing an existential crisis because of all the items he bought you, but he couldn't care less when he sees you smile like that.
KAJI REN
teenie tiny bit of swearing / reader's wearing a skirt
where is that damn soda of yours?! kaji's been roaming the grocery store, searching for another soda for you because you were all "baby, they're buy 1 get 1 free!". and how could he tell you he wasn't in the mood to go to the back of the store to get it for you when you were puppy-eyeing him.
damn you. (he loves you)
if kusumi were there with him, kaji just knows he'd be poking fun at him, calling him a simp again.
finally, he found the bottled soda! he angrily grabbed it, making his way back to you, who stayed in line, waiting for your turn at the cash register.
kaji moves past families with full carts, jumps over children playing on the ground, and almost knocks over a fabric softener stand.
reaching the line at the register, he hears your laugh and follows it past the others in line to get to you. wait, who were you laughing at? as he stands behind you, you turn around to greet him.
"baby! this is kai, he was telling me all about some trivia about fruits!" you giggle, waiting for ren to greet the man in front of you, who had reached out his hand to him.
your boyfriend only stares at him before the man retrieves his hand, uncomfortably running it through his hair before letting out a forced chuckle.
you smile awkwardly, turning your head a little to kaji's side. "ren. be nice," you warn with a smile still on your face.
"anyway, did you know figs aren't fruits! they're inverted flowers, isn't that crazy?" you start rambling, hoping to dissipate the awkward situation. you were completely amazed at what the stranger told you. unbeknownst to you though, kaji was fuming, he was humming at your rambles whilst scowling at the man in front of you.
you should've seen how the stranger was looking at you before kaji stood next to you! his toothy smile, flirtatious glances, the man even playfully touched your shoulder. but you, of course, being the clueless person you are, thought he was just being friendly!
as you ended your newly learned trivia about fruits, you saw the man grabbing his stuff and hastily walking off.
"y-yeah well, was nice to meet you too.. bye.." the guy turns around, not even sparing you another glance.
kaji rolls his eyes as you too load up your groceries in a bag and start heading out.
"baby, you were so rude!" you state while taking a sip from your soda, and then offering it to him. "the guy was just being nice.."
grabbing the sods, kaji lets out a scoff. unamused with your cluelessness. "the guy was trying to get in your pants," kaji's eyes shot down, only to see you were wearing a skirt. "..uh skirt, whatever, you know what I'm getting at..!"
"ren, you're exaggerating so much it's starting to give me a headache!" you joke, locking your arm with his.
another sigh leaves kaji's mouth. "baby, why else would a guy randomly tell a pretty girl some shitty trivia in a grocery store if not to get close to you?!"
a moment of silence lingers between the two of you before you look back at your boyfriend. "... you think I'm pretty?" you deadpan, holding in your laugh as you see kaji literally breaking.
"I should've let him have you-" as your boyfriend hears your giggles a tiny smile creeps up his face.
"love you too, rennie."
his arm slings around your waist and holds you even tighter to him than usual.
kusumi's right, he definitely is a simp.
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mean!rafe who gets in a fight with someone who was disrespecting sweetheart!reader and she ends up taking him to her camper and tends to his wounds â¨
warnings: mean!rafe, friends to lovers, groping, descriptions of physical violence, blood, flirting, suggestive ending
âwow, who wouldaâ thought..â you smiled, taking a seat next to rafe on one of the logs in front of the bonfire. âi figured if you were here, then going out wouldnât be such a bad idea.â you glanced up at him, meeting his eyes. âyeah?â rafe took a swig from his beer, making you catch sight of his adamâs apple.
marveling at the sight, you blinked away before he could catch you. âyou want a drink?â he scooted closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. you nearly blushed at the action, your body relaxing as you leaned into him. truthfully, you werenât a drinker, but the idea of sharing something with rafe made your heartbeat speed up a little.
â..sure.â you accepted the bottle he offered, immediately grimacing at the bitter taste. he laughed, getting up from his spot. âiâll be back. âgonna go get you something thatâs more your taste.â nodding, you crossed your arms over your chest as he walked away.
looking around at other partygoers, you smiled at whoever looked your way. ây/n?â you turned at the sound of your name, whispering an âuh oh..â as you were met with a very drunk connor. the only reason why you knew his name was because heâs notorious for hitting on you and making you uncomfortable.
âiâve never seen you out at any parties,â he walked over, âyou look amazing.â connor sat down, shamelessly eyeing your cleavage. âthank you.â you cleared your throat, trying your best to subtly move away him. âare you shy or something?â he placed a hand on your thigh, a smug grin on his face.
âno, youâre just not making me feel that great right now-â
âi could.â he leaned in, a gasp leaving your lips when you felt his hand travel underneath your dress. âconnor-â before you could protest, he was dragged away by none other than rafe himself, your eyes widening when you saw rafeâs fist connect to connorâs mouth.
âthink youâre tough shit for putting your hands on her like that?â rafe smiled before landing a punch square in connorâs face. you scrambled to your feet, making your way over to where rafe had connor pinned down in the sand. ârafe!â you stared helplessly as blood covered his knuckles, topper and kelce rushing to pull him off.
ârafe, please stop!â you held your face in your hands, your chest rising and falling as connorâs eyes rolled to the back of his head. âheâs out, man! come on!â kelce groaned when rafe shoved him away, topper backing off once rafe shot him a glare. as if things couldnât get any worse, a gunshot pierced through the air, a yelp leaving your lips.
like a switch flipping in rafeâs brain, he got up, wiping the blood off of his face before he guided you away through the crowd. you tried your best to keep up with his speed, both of you running over to his truck. âare you okay?!â he was breathless when he met your gaze, a smile forming on his lips.
âyouâre asking me that?â he leaned in, the crazy look in his eyes making a shiver run down your spine. âyouâre bleeding..â taking his hand in yours, you examined the split skin of his knuckles. âthat blood isnât mine.â rafe watched you take your bottom lip between your teeth. âtake me home? iâll clean you up.â
just as he was going to tell you yes, red and blue lights started flashing in the distance. âshit.â he cursed under his breath, quickly opening the passenger door and placing you in. âcops are gonna be looking for me tonight.â he sighed, driving off in the opposite direction.
after you told him where to go, it didnât take rafe long to get you both to your secluded little camper. âthis place is everything i expected it to be.â he followed you to the front door, refraining from looking down at your ass as you stepped up onto the little platform that was your floor.
âsorry, i know itâs really small in here.â you welcomed him inside, ushering him to sit down while you pulled out the little first aid kit from your cabinet. rafe swore you were trying to kill him when you bent down, reaching for the small pillow on his side. âi like it.â he looked around at your pink decor, letting you rest his hands on your lap.
âi donât think you shouldâve done that, rafe.â your voice was barely above a whisper, the man in question holding back a hiss once you rubbed his cuts with alcohol. âwhat, knock his teeth down his throat? assholes like connor deserve to get the shit beaten out of them.â you swallowed thickly.
â..yeah, youâre right,â you agreed, âbut what about the cops? heâs definitely going to tell on you.â rafe tsked, his head now resting on your couch. âno, he wonât. ward is his fatherâs top investor, if he cares about his dadâs business then heâll know to keep his fuckinâ mouth shut.â the harshness in rafeâs tone was doing something to you, and you were sure it was showing in the color of your cheeks.
âi appreciate you. no oneâs ever done that for me.â rafe sat in silence, wondering how he let that motherfucker live to begin with. knowing you werenât the type to defend yourself, rafe had no problem in doing it for you. âdonât even mention it, âpretty.â you finished bandaging his knuckles, still rubbing over the spots with a gentle hand.
âis there any way i can thank you? i feel like just saying it isnât enough for all the trouble you went through.â you adjusted the neckline of your dress, drawing rafeâs attention to the lace bralette he felt so lucky to catch a glimpse of.
âi can think of a couple ways..â
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Hi! Can i request for reader x batboys where theyâre dating but reader doesnât know theyâre vigilantes. One day they ( as vigilantes) flirt with her then reader tells them that sheâs happily taken. Thank you!
Iâm only doing dick and Jason cuz my brain doesnât know what to put for Tim or Damian. And this is probably a boat load of words that make no fucking sense when reading it, so I apologise.
Jason
âYou look lost sweetheart.â You heard from above you only to see the silhouette of the vigilante red hood.
âI can assure you Iâm not.â You replied straightforward, wanting nothing more to get home and cuddle up to Jason in your shared bed, after all it had been a long day and you werenât in the mood to be chatted up by anyone, you were loyal to Jason no matter what.
âIâm only trying to help.â Red Hood tells you as he dropped down from the roof and landed safely in front of you before standing up to his full height.
âI understand that but when you added sweetheart Iâm naturally going to assume youâre attempting to hit on me.â You said with your arms crossed over your chest. âIâm more than happily taken by the sweetheart man Iâve ever known.â You added as a boast because it was more than the truth, and you could spend the entire week talking about how much better Jason was then any other man in existence.
Jason could feel his heart melt when you said that and was half tempted to rip his helmet off to kiss you senselessly, but he decided to be cheeky and milk this for all itâs worth if it meant hearing you speak about him in high praise. âOh yeah? Does he treat you right?â He asked as he leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest, reading himself to hear whatever you had to say.
âHe treats me as though I made the stars in the sky and looks at me like I did too,â you began smiling as you remembered the fondness in Jasonâs eyes whenever you did something mundane, âI could just be standing there in a plain shirt and a pair of his boxers, looking like absolute shit but he would still tell me I looked stunning.â You added as you felt the smile stretch further across your lips.
God you loved that teddy bear of a man so much you didnât know where to put it most of the time.
You noticed that Red Hood didnât say anything but that was because beneath the helmet Jason was fighting through urge to hold you in arms and never let you go, smother your face in kisses because of how fucking cute you were being without trying, however he knew that he better get back home before you did if he ever wants to do any of that and so he clears his throat and says. âItâs good that he does treat you like that, you deserve it more than you know, I bet heâd be devastated if something were to happen to you, go to war even.â
You furrowed your brows as Red Hoods words before shrugging. âI meanâŚyeah I guess, heâd do anything to get me back. I hear him whispering it when he thinks Iâm asleep.â You add as you felt a sense of familiarity from the vigilante but decided to brush it off when you checked the time on your phone and winced. âI should get going and Iâm sure you-â you went to look over to where you saw the vigilante last, only to be greeted with the sight of nothing. â-do tooâŚâ you trailed off before shrugging your shoulders and continuing on your way home.
Unaware of the fact that Jason was still watching you from the rooftops above, knowing damn well that he would indeed go to war for you, his beloved little chipmunk.
Dick
âWhatâs someone as pretty as you doing in a place like this? Itâs dangerous you know.â Nightwing practically purred.
âIâve walked through here multiple times before and I can tell you itâs safer than most in Gotham.â You told him, crossing your arms, unamused.
Nightwing raised his hands in defence. âJust trying to look out for a cutie like you is all, no need to bite my head off.â Dick had a feeling that something might happen on your walk home tonight and decided to keep constant tabs on you the entire night as Nightwing. He could tell you were tired and just outright done with everything but heâd rather you be safe on your journey home than not, regardless of how safe your route home was.
âIâm pretty sure thereâs other people you could be saving instead of flirting with me. Iâm taken for your information, and happily so by the most prettiest and albeit goofiest man alive.â You told him with a smile as your mind drifted to imagining Dick sitting in your shared bed with Hayley in his sleepwear, snoring loudly despite trying to stay up for your return.
âPretty? How so?â Nightwing asked as he eagerly leant in forward to hear you. Dick just wanted an excuse to hear you gush about him without knowing that he was right in front of you.
You sighed at the aspect of having to spend even more time with a vigilante that seemingly didnât take the hint. âHeâs got a smile that could light up an entire city for future generations, a laugh so pretty and addicting that youâd be more then willing to make yourself look like an idiot just to hear it again, and heâs got a beautiful set of eyes that you could get lost in no matter what because theyâre just soâŚenriched in colour.â You finished, the image of Dickâs gorgeous eyes embedded into your mind that left you feeling seen and loved.
Dick couldnât help but smile at your words, not knowing what to expect when he asked you about how pretty he was, now that he had he could feel a burst of warmth within his chest that now encased his entire body. You were too sweet and kind for your own good and Dick just wanted to keep you safe from everything that Gotham represented, whether it was out of his innate selfishness to keep you for himself, to keep a bright light of his own in a twin as dark and depressing as Gotham he wasnât sure but all he knew was that he wanted to keep you in his life as long as he possibly could.
âSounds like you love him very much.â He says after a brief period of silence.
âIâm more than anything.â You replied without hesitation. Your hand reaching into your coat pocket, thumb caressing the cute charm Dick had bought you to add onto your keys, it helped you calm down in certain situations because it meant that no matter how far apart you may seem you still had a piece of Dick close by. âWhich is why I really want to get home, so I can see him and our darling dog Hayley.â You add with a smile when the blue staffy came to mind.
Dick remember where Hayley was before he left to watch over you, fast asleep on your side of the bed, which meant that when you came home youâd have to cuddle up to him as it was proven difficult to wake Hayley up when she had made herself comfortable. However if this meant that Dick got the chance to hold you close to his chest, heâd gladly let Hayley sleep on your side of the bed more often, and he did on multiple occasions.
âThen I best let you go, donât wanna keep either of them waiting.â Nightwing said and you couldnât help but feel ecstatic at the thought of finally getting to go home to your little makeshift family. You didnât know how much longer you were willing to stand there when you knew Hayley was waiting for you impatiently with a boat load of face licks with your name on it.
âThatâs probably for the best because both of them can tend to get a little whiny when Iâm even a second late.â You laughed to yourself as dick couldnât help but internally pout at this, he didnât get whiny when you were late did he? He pushed this thought aside and smiled as he watched you walk away, keeping his eyes on your for a couple seconds longer to make sure you were okay, before realising that he should better beat you home before you find him not there in bed and quickly rushed up to the rooftops and ran like his life depended on it.
He wanted to keep his secret safe for a little while longer before admitting everything to you just yet.
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"I really need someone"
Kenji Sato X [afab]reader (One Shot)
Best Friend AU
TW : Emi cameo/ screaming/ fainting/ swearing/ panicking/ fluffy/ slight angst/ petnames/ slight flirting/crude teasing/ mixed POV
Šall rights reserved. the modification, translation, and plagiarism of my work is strictly prohibited.
The man had not been answering my calls and texts. I get it. He's busy..baseball and his own personal problems got him occupied but he was my best friend and he always..as in ALWAYS texted or notified me if he couldn't answer his phone. It had been days. Not even Mina was responding. I couldn't even get a chance to see him at his games because he left as quickly as he came. I decided to take things into my own hands.
I unlocked the door to Kenji's house and got inside. I thanked God he gave me the key and code to his house. I peeped inside his room and bathroom "Kenji?" I called out worried. I went to the kitchen and saw parenting books, spilled coffee and energy drink cans sprawled out on the table. I was confused however by the books.."What the?" I whispered with furrowed brows. My train of thought was stopped as I felt a rumble from downstairs.
I stopped moving and turned to the elevator that led to the basement. This was probably the only place Kenji didn't allow me to go in his house when I came over..but I mean..I am concerned for him. What if he's dead? Or hurt downstairs..I shook my head erasing any bad or irrational thoughts.
"Kenji..please forgive me" I whispered before getting into the elevator. As I pressed the button to the basement..I noticed that not even Mina had greeted at me at the door. Surely her systems couldn't be down. The elevator descended and I stepped out. I looked up and I was met with the most shocking sight..Ultraman holding a pink colored kaiju. Mina was off to the side playing some kid's cartoon. My mouth dropped and my eyes widened. That's when Ultraman noticed me and looked down at me.
"Oh my god! Y/N! W-What are you doing here? Mina!" Ultraman stammered quickly and put the kaiju baby into a containment unit. The kaiju didn't seem to fall asleep as she clawed at the walls of the unit. Ultraman's hand reached over and I screamed in ultimate terror. I stumbled to the elevator but didn't even manage a step as black spots clouded my vision and I passed out. Kenji was quick to transform back into his human self and caught his best friend.
"Kenji, it appears Y/N has entered the house" Mina reported. Kenji looked at Mina exasperated.
"No shit! Oh my god! Shit. How the hell am I gonna explain this?" Kenji murmured whiles gently patting his best friend's cheeks to wake her up.
"You could be honest because she's already seen Emi and Ultraman...in your basement" Mina responded whiles hovering over to Emi's containment unit and showing her games of Kenji's to keep her occupied. Kenji picked up his best friend and laid her on the couch. Kicking the drawer underneath his couch, Kenji grabbed a cool can of coconut water and pressed it against the cheek of his best friend. About 10 minutes passed before I fluttered my eyes open and groaned.
"Is this heaven?" I murmured as Kenji glanced down at me and sighed in relief. I blinked trying to adjust to the light.
"No, sweetcheeks..this hell." Kenji chuckled softly. I sighed and sat up rubbing my temples.
"Of course if you're here" I quipped. Kenji clicked his tongue and handed me a bottle of water. I looked around and my eyes widened when I saw a kaiju in a containment unit. I dropped the bottle"K-Kaiju.." I whispered fearfully as the memories from before I passed hit me like a freight train. Heavy and loaded.
"Calm down. Wait..let me explain okay? Just give me a few minutes" Kenji said softly whiles standing in front of me with his hands on my shoulders. His blue mauve eyes held desperation. I looked from him to the containment unit. I nodded. I took a good look at him, he had deep eye bags and he looked disheveled as if he hadn't slept in days. Kenji took a deep breath to calm his nerves before taking ahold of my hands.
"I am Ultraman. That Kaiju you saw over there is Emi. She's an infant kaiju. I found her when the KDF killed her mom, okay? I have to take care of her. I'm the only hope she has. This is why I haven't been answering my phone. I've been juggling alot. More than I can handle. I thought I could do it.."Kenji trailed off, rambling a little and a few tears fell down his cheeks. My eyes widened, I've never seen Kenji cry...let alone be deeply vulnerable like this. I put aside my shock as I gently squeezed his hands and wiped his cheeks softly. "I-I know it's alot to take in..I totally get it if you don't wanna be friends anymore...because you know this is alot"
I took a deep breath to properly take a second to process this. I gave Kenji a hug, considering he really needed one. "I'm not gonna leave. You might be an asshole but you're my asshole" I spoke softly. Kenji pinched me but hugged me tighter. "We..uh..still have alot to talk about but I'll help you out, dummy. You should've called me. You know..You're not an island"
"You know you're really mean when you're trying to console me but I appreciate it. T-Thank you..I promise I'll answer everything." Kenji murmured whiles hiding his head into my chest.
"You better, you owe a half dozen lunch dates. You're real shameless you know..those are my boobs" I whispered whiles hugging him and gently petting his head. Kenji pinched me again. I looked at the kaiju baby in the containment unit. Taking a good look at her..she seemed friendly and she was actually adorable.
"J-Just let me enjoy some peace" Kenji groaned "Thanks, sweetcheeks. It means alot though. I..I really need someone right now"
"I'll be your someone"
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