#sorry; short drabble i couldnt get out of my head

[dani-the-toad]

“lets get you under control” nikolai mutters as he begins to open files.

this new bug he’s found is more complex than any he’s seen before. it speaks for starters, which isn’t completely unlike things he’s encountered before, but it still is odd. it speaks like it actually thinks, and if it actually thinks, it’s worth his time.

typically he doesn’t lock away worms like this, just deletes them and moves on. very rarely does he find one worth while, some new line of code he isn’t familiar with in a bug like that, but even then they are easy to remove quickly.

this one isn’t easy to remove.

atypical.

locked in a box, still acting like it owns the place. trying to break what’s his.

how annoying.

though it was about time he had a new project. and this one seems interesting at the very least.

[hyunjins-orange-slice-too]

when he comes home early

genre: smut, a mix of texting screenshots and written word

word count: 2 screen shots, ~1.1k just a short little drabble

warnings: cnc adjacent? (reader is scared at first), unprotected sex, pet names, chan is called a god (because facts)

channie if you’re reading this (ik you lurk let’s bfr) ik that your birthday is over where you are, but it’s still october 3rd here. it’s like we get to celebrate twice. (like i haven’t been celebrating all week hehe) i can’t believe you were live for four hours. you’re the sweetest human and i hope you had the most amazing birthday. also, don’t read any more of this post or anything else on my blog. pls don’t perceive me. love you byeee 🩷

authors note: this was so out of my comfort zone. i wanted to push myself to write something that i wouldn’t normally. i originally wanted this to be an actual experience for the reader, with a stalker version of chan, but i can’t write that. i just can’t. so i turned my idea into this instead. :) i had to have some form of prior consent, hence the texts lol. that was the only way it was going to work for me. anywhoooo. happy birthday to our channie! 💗💗 thank you for coming along this journey of channie’s birthday celebration with me. <3 i hope it was enjoyable. :) sorry im rambling, here’s the post:

main masterlist • channie’s birthday celebration masterlist

he did come home that night and help you. but not with that particular fantasy. no, he filed that piece of information away in his mind to save it for later. you wouldn’t really be surprised if he came home that night and did it, now would you? so he waited. and waited. and waited some more until he was sure you had forgotten about it.

and that’s what led to this night. he and the kids had been away on tour for a couple months now, leaving you lonely. but chan managed to sneak away a little early. when everyone else was flying home the next morning, he flew out that night. putting him home sooner than you had expected.

he was at the door of your shared apartment, trying to be extra quiet punching in the code. but he couldn’t control the volume of the beeps, the mechanical whirring of the door unlocking and clicking open.

you stirred in your sleep. was that the door opening? you reached for your phone on the bedside table, the light momentarily blinding you. it was the middle of the night. and chan wasn’t supposed to be home for another 12 hours. you listened intently. and after a few moments of not hearing anything, you had decided you imagined it, dreamt it perhaps, too tired to pull yourself out of bed to go check.

and chan waited. in the shadows of the kitchen, he held his breath, waiting for you to stumble groggily into the kitchen and flip on the light. but you didn’t. he heard you turn over in bed, the frame making a loud creaking noise as you did so. he smiled. he carefully toed off his shoes, and placed his backpack gently on the ground, trying his hardest not to make a single sound. he tiptoed down the hall toward your shared bedroom, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness. luckily the bedroom door was already open and he could see you, laying in bed. you were on your tummy, blanket kicked to the side, your arms under your head. you had on a small tank top, and a pair of underwear, the material clinging to your skin in the warm summer night air. his cock twitched in his pants. he had really missed you these last couple of months, and seeing the swell of your ass, close enough for him to reach out and touch, he was already hard.

you moved in your sleep then, grabbing the pillow closest to you and pulling it snug against your chest, burying your face in the softness. his heart gave a squeeze as he realized you had put one of his tshirts on the pillow, and were cuddling it, breathing in his leftover scent.

he loved you so much. and he couldnt wait any longer.

he carefully took of his clothes, leaving them in a messy pile on the floor. he wrapped his hand around his leaking cock and slowly pumped himself as he watched you. it’s almost like you could sense him in the room. your body moved more, stretching out your muscles, slowly waking up.

you opened your eyes, and blinked a few times to make sure you were seeing things correctly. there was someone in the room with you. you could see his dark outline at the foot of the bed. your eyes widened in fear and before you could react, he was on you.

he climbed on the bed and straddled your bottom half, his cock resting against your ass. panicking, you tried to flip over, to knock him off, but you weren’t quick enough. he placed one large hand in between your shoulder blades and held you down, pressing your body into the mattress. his other hand came to your face, covering your mouth, preventing you from screaming.

and that’s when you smelled him. chan? was that him you were smelling? or the tshirt covered pillow laying next to you? a bracelet on his wrist tickled the skin of your chin as he covered your mouth. the metal was cold against your skin. his chrome hearts bracelet?

he leaned down, his lips close to your skin and he confirmed your suspicions. “god i fucking missed you.” he growled into your ear.

goosebumps erupted over your body as he bit your neck, sure to leave a bruise. his hand released your mouth and came down to pull your underwear off. they made it halfway down your thighs before he gave up, deciding that was good enough. his long fingers went straight for your pussy and he groaned. “so fucking wet baby. did you miss me too?”

your core pulsed with need. “chan..” you breathed.

he spit into his hand, coating his length, before shoving it into you. he gave you very little time to adjust to him before he started rocking his hips, quickly increasing his speed until he was fucking into you, hard. your hands clawed at the sheets as his hand on your back pressed you down harder. his show of strength had your arousal dripping down onto the sheets.

“fucking take it.” he grunted, the sound of his skin slapping against yours filled the room.

you could feel that familiar feeling in your tummy. “fuck- oh god.” you moaned. “ oh my god.”

“not god baby.” he said. “just- fuck.. just me.”

his hand landed a hard smack against your ass, leaving a red print behind. “you— you are a god t-to me.” you stuttered out.

his hand squeezed the flesh of your ass before spanking you again. “i’m a god to you, baby?” he asked. you nodded against the sheets, though you were positive he wouldn’t be able to notice it.

you were so close, your walls fluttering around his cock. “if i’m god, then you’re my angel.” he panted. “are you gonna cum for me angel?”

“yes! fuck yes!” your body shook as your orgasm washed over you, your eyes rolling back as he continued to fuck you through it.

“there you go, baby.” he cooed. “just a little more. fuck- i’m cumming” he groaned before you felt him release inside of you.

he collapsed next to you, his chest heaving and covered in sweat. his head turned to look at you. your eyes were closed, exhausted. “are you okay?” he asked. “that wasn’t too much, was it?”

you smiled. “no, channie. i loved it.” you lifted yourself up on your elbows and kissed him softly. “welcome home by the way.” you giggled.

he stroked your cheek, brushed your hair out of you eyes, and kissed you again before saying “i missed you so much.”

🏷️: @httpdwaekki (i’m so sorry i forgot to add the tags yesterday! i was in a rush to post this before my therapy appointment 😅)

♡ pls reblog if you liked it! it truly helps a lot and makes me smile :) ♡

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[cherriesforhim]

Ok, Superhero.

Pairing: peter parker x ballerina!fem!reader

Warnings: if there are any pls let me know i have terrible critical skills. Also english is not my first language so if there are any grammatical mistakes lmk and sorry in advance.

Summary: After an exhaustive ballet practice you decide to take a shortcut on your way home, but your decision might mess with certain superhero's plans.

A/N: just something i had on drabbles and thought it was really good to leave there, couldnt finish tho, willing to try depending on the feedback! Hope yall like it, its really short..

Words: 215

This is it.

I guess thats how it ends, you think.

You should have never taken that alley to get home early, you knew it was risky, especially for a girl, but your feet hurt so much it was affecting your brain function, you just wanted to get home faster, clearly a mistake that lead you to this very moment.

"Hey look, i wont hurt you, okay?!" he says quickly, like a loud whisper. Its kinda hard to believe it when the person saying that has their hand covering your mouth and is pressing you against the dirty wall of a stinky alley.

And wears a fucking mask, seriously, this is so fucking stupid, dying by the hands of a delusional serial killer.

So you let out an useless muffled scream, with wide eyes and anger, you're not even scared, you're just mad at your fucked up decision making skills.

"Y- oh Jesus! Im sorry- im not the bad guy, im a superhero" oh god, it gets even worse "see the uniform?" he takes a step back without letting his hands off of you and looks down as a sign for you to do the same.

You eye him head to toe. In red, deep blue and spider web patterns, stands the self-proclaimed superhero.

...

[cupoftaae]

I am once again begging for your donations of a fluffy smut :P

I LOVE FLUFFY SMUT thanks anon, you are a real one

Warnings- smut: oral (f receiving), fingering. (dni if ur under 18...im looking at YOU) this is kinda cute, they are so lovable and that deserves a warning imo

I hope you enjoy!

Mariposa- KTH drabble

“Hurry up!!” You giggled as Tae ran down the sidewalk with you, hands entwined as the rain fell hard from the sky. “Why did we think it was gonna be a good idea to go out before a storm?” You shout, laughing as you caught your breath once you reached the front door of taehyungs apartment.

“Hey, that picnic was worth it” he frowned, putting the key in and pulling you inside. “It was” you whispered to yourself as you stepped into the dark apartment, feeling cold once the AC hit you.

It was you and Taehyungs 1 year anniversary of dating, and you both had been so busy with work earlier this morning, so you promised that you would find something cute to do, and he suggested a small picnic in the park.

How could you say no to that?

“Come on baby” he smiled and led you upstairs to help you get into more dry clothing. you walked into his room and turned the light on, greeting the tiny dog that excitedly approached you.

"here" he handed you a tshirt and shorts

"thank you, can I shower quickly?" you asked, taking the clothes

"mhm" tae smiled, collapsing onto the bed and cuddling with tannie as you went into his bathroom to shower and wash up.

-

you wiped off all your makeup and began to apply facial cream, hair still tied up in a towl. "how long are you gonna be?" tae whined, feeling tired.

you peaked out to the room, he was still sitting on the bed watching tv. "be patient, beauty is pain" you teased

he groaned and looked over at you

"why do you care? something planned?" you ask, eyebrow raised.

he smiled and shook his head shyly, "no.."

"then be patient"

and he was, (reluctantly), for the next 20 or so minuets. You finally came out with blowdried hair and lotioned skin, collapsing onto the bed with him.

"you smell good" he whispered and pulled you closer to him, making you giggle. "thank you, I try"

tannie jumped onto the bed and cuddled up with you before taehyung picked him up gently and began to walk towards the door, making you sit up. "why are you taking our baby?

He laughed and placed him out in the hall, closing the door behind him before coming back to you. "because..."

"because..?" you tease

he shrugged, gently pressing kisses to your jaw once he was on the bed

"oh I see" you blushed, poking him jokingly. "I thought you didnt have anything planned hm?"

"well its true, I dont plan it." he smiled, gently moving to hover you "but you look so good, and i'm only a man"

you laughed and looked up at your boyfriend before your lips finally met, both of you humming in unison. "thank you for a good night, my love" you mumbled between kisses. "dont thank me yet" he spoke, his hand coming under your shirt to rest atop your braless chest. Your face grew red, something taehyung didnt fail to notice.

He took pride in knowing that after a year of being together, he could still make you shy like this.

"tae...." you whine, his hand gently squeezing your breast as his lips attack your neck, making sure to leave evidence. "what baby? tell me what you need" he whispered, teeth sinking into your most sensitive spot, making you moan.

you couldnt even respond, mind going completely blank as your boyfriend sat back to look at you. "hm?" he hummed

"I dont know" you whispered, giggling.

"thats alright" he smiled, laughing a little. "is it ok if I eat you out?" he asked casually, making you cover your face and smile like a teenager.

"yeah..." you mumbled feeling his hands trace along the hem of your shorts, "so I can take these off?" he asked, making sure you were ok.

"yes, you can, im sorry im just ..." you jokingly squeal as he laughed again. "dont be embarrassed baby, youre beautiful and I love you" he spoke, making you smile brightly.

"ok, I love you too" you brought his head down so you could peck his lips, "you can continue" you added, making him chuckled. "yes ma'am"

His fingers gently hooked onto your shorts and underwear, sliding them down yours legs and tossing them off to the side, exposing your bare center.

You shivered as you felt the cold air against you, taking a deep breath once tae leaned forward to press a kiss to your lower stomach, going slow before reaching the top of your cunt, stopping. Your thigh was gently hoisted so it was over taes shoulder as he now sat at the end of the bed on his knees. "you good?" he checked back in, looking at you

"im good" you reply, feeling his lips kiss along your inner thigh, wishing he would just get to where you need him already. "youre so wet" he couldnt help but exhale a laugh, his finger coming to swipe between your folds slowly, collecting the slick. Your breath hitches at the contact, about to tell him to stop the teasing before he suddenly attaches him mouth to your clit.

"oh" your hand clutches the blanket next to you as his tongue starts with small tight circles, making you moan. Tae felt like he was in cloud 9, you smelt so good and to him, there was no better way of showing how much he loved you than with his mouth.

He pressed small kisses along your pussy before flatly pushing his tongue back against your bundle of nerves, making you arch your back. "mhmmm, so good" you whine "more, please" you whisper faintly.

he pulled away suddenly, making you lift your head, "be patient, baby" he teased, mocking your words from earlier. "so beautiful, and all for me" he whispered, more to himself as his 2 fingers traced along your labia gently. "tae...please" you try pleading again, throwing your head back in pleasure the minuet his dips his two fingers into your cunt. "ah, fuck" you moved your hand to cup one of your breasts, squeezing it as the other hand reached down to hold your thigh.

he began to pump his fingers, pushing them in quickly and retracting slowly. "you ok?"

"mmmm" you moaned, pushing your hips against his hand

"i'll take that as a yes" he smiled, beginning to curl his fingers once they were deeper into you, pushing against your front wall. You gasped loudly, knowing that it wasnt hard for tae to find your g-spot with his long ass fingers.

"fuck, fuck, fuck" you were almost embarrassed at how fast your orgasm began to build, sweat forming along your body as tae's fingers continued to press against your sweet spot.

Tae knew you were close, moving forward to return his tongue to your clit, flicking it lightly as his hand never stopped pumping into you.

Your hand flew to his hair, gripping tightly as you pushed your hips up in pleasure, the tightness in your abdomen growing quickly.

"Tae I-, ahh, Im gonna cum" you mumbled, fully aware you were a moaning mess. "let go, sweetheart, cum on my fingers, you can do it"

he quickened his pace, all thoughts completely going blank as your orgasm finally hit, washing over you wave after wave. You covered your mouth as you moaned loudly, arching your back and rocking your hips against his face. You were practically seeing stars, feeling tae's hand gently pull out of you. "good job, baby, did that feel good?" he asks, moving up to your face and kissing you.

once you caught your breath, you nodded, smiling. "yeah...it did" you giggled, kissing him in return as he gently laid on you.

"happy anniversary, my love"

"happy anniversary my sweet girl"

[titsuya]

# RANDOM SMUT HEADCANONS 2

this NSFW headcanon includes short drabbles of some of my other fave HQ boys!

STARRING: KOZUME KENMA, OIKAWA TOORU, SUGAWARA KOUSHI, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, KUROO TETSUROU all w/ f!reader

warning: oral (m. receiving), daddy kink, creampie, exhibitionism, mead dom omi <3, degradation & possessiveness (mostly mean dom omi), thigh riding MINORS DNI 18+

a/n: links (hopefully lead to visuals), couldnt link kiyoomis sorry but i have the pic if anyone wants to see 😼— BUT HOPEFULLY U GUYS ENJOY

part one here ++ ask me stuff ++ m.list ++ <3

KOZUME KENMA

“but—“

“i said, no. ‘m busy. i’ll play with you later.”

you pout at your boyfriend who’s neglecting you and your very wet and needy cunt. just so he can play some stupid game.

“but ken! you know it’s wrong to ignore your girlfriend in her time of need!” you exclaim, leaning into pepper kisses all over his jaw.

he simply ignores you, so you sigh almost admitting defeat, but then an idea pops into your head.

you slowly move your hands down to the wait band of his pants. you pull his pants down a little till his cock pops out and smile as he huffs.

you stroke his length up and down before lowering your head to take the tip in your mouth.

he’s not gonna ignore me after i make him cum in my mouth, you think to yourself.

you continue to bob your head up and down, his cock getting harder and harder by the second, growing in your mouth.

the soft clacks of his control come to a halt as he sets it down and groans. he pushes your head all the way down to his base causing you to gasp and choke.

“yeah? since you wanna be such a needy little bitch, how bout you take my cock whole and then i’ll see if you deserve to get fucked.”

OIKAWA TOORU

“fuuuck! that’s it baby!” he cries.

he’s always been a crier. he cries and slurs his words and moans and whines. it’s all so good it always makes you cum violently.

“daddy!” you sob. “it feels so good! i love your cock!”

you’re only moving because he keeps lifting you up and slamming you back down. the head of his cock giving your cervix the deepest kisses.

it’s almost painful the way you’re fucking him.

he moans prettily, “l-love your tight tight pussy, fu-fuck! taking me so well!”

you take hold of his shoulders and try to put in some work, but only end up grinding him making the both of you sob more.

you press your lips to his and give him a feverish kiss.

he gasps and breaks the kiss when you clench around his cock, “b-babyy, not gonna last much longer!”

“cum in me! cum, need it! please!! need it in me!”

he cries out your name loudly, his cock twitching right before his cum shoots inside of you.

you don’t stop, though, not until you’ve cum one more time. you’re doing your best bouncing on his cock, but then you feel his thumb on your clit.

“cum on this cock, ‘s all yours,” he mewls and you all but arch your back and release all over him, crying out about how good it feels and how much you love him.

“good, good, but i think i’m gunna fuck some more of my cum into you.” he huffs, flipping the two of you over.

SUGAWARA KOUSHI

“shhh, you gotta be quiet, baby,” he whispers in your ear as his fingers pinch the small bundle of nerves. “unless you want daichi to know, hmm?”

you shudder as his breath tickles your ear, “‘m sorry,”

“‘s alright, he’s coming back with the food, you be a good girl and eat, alright?”

you nod and let out a small whimper before daichi takes his seat and hands us our food.

you feel his fingers trail down to your drenched hole and feel them prod in.

you gasp when he shoves two fingers in, immediately clenching around them.

he simply smirks before looking at you, “everything alright, love?” he asks, pumping his fingers in and out of your velvet walls at a painstaking pace.

“y-yeah, just forgot to feed the stray cat outside today!” you give a faux laugh and suga gives you a teasing smile.

you’re trying your absolute hardest not to make a single sound, but it’s so hard when sugawara keeps fucking you with fingers.

“fuck,” you whine, placing your hand over your mouth and both men look at you. concern plastered on daichi’s face while suga looks like he’s about to bust out laughing

“d-daichi, can you grab some napkins, please?” you ask, trying not to stutter.

daichi looks between the both of you and raises an eyebrow, suspiciously, “sure… i have to use the restroom, anyways, so i’ll grab some on my way back…”

he quickly leaves and suga turns to you again, “aww, i think he found out, doll,” he says like it wasn’t the plan.

he removes his fingers from your tight cunt and wraps his fingers around them to taste your essence.

“k-koushi!” you whine at the loss of contact, “b-but!”

“you should’ve kept your mouth shut.”

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

“o-omi, please!”

he’s been drilling into you for an hour, cumming inside of you load after load. but he’s also let you refused to let you cum.

your pussy is past overstimulated.

“why don’t i call suna here, maybe he can make you cum,” he growls, slapping your ass. “since you wanna flirt with him so bad.”

you’re sure the shape of his hand his printed was printed into the now-red skin.

“don’t want him, omi! promise! please,” you cry. “just wanna cum! just wanna be good!”

he scoffs, “you’re just a desperate little slut. what good is it if i let you cum? you’re not gonna learn your lesson that way.”

he thinks he’s being a little too rough, but the immediate clench around his cock at him calling you a slut proves him otherwise.

you’re sobbing and he can’t hold back his shaky moan at the sound, cock throbbing as he’s still painfully hard inside you.

“i learned my lesson, omi! pleaseplease it hurts!” you mewl, “i can’t!”

he feels himself about to cum so he mutters out a nearly inaudible, “cum.” but you hear it behind all the squelching of his cock pounding your sopping pussy.

you press your face into the pillow as you scream out a muffled version of his name, clamping down and cumming all over his cock.

he cums shortly after with a loud groan and pulls out watching the cum leak out of you.

he clears his throat and puts his clothes back on, but before walking out, he turns to look at your limp body.

“remember that you’re my bitch, not suna’s, not anyone’s. mine.”

KUROO TETSUROU

“hey kitten, what’s going on here?” kuroo asks as he walks into the living room to see you pouting.

you pout some more, crossing your arms over your chest and ignoring him.

he sighs and takes a seat on the couch.

“come here,” he says. “tell me what’s wrong, kitten. i can’t fix it if you don’t tell me.”

you sigh, crawling over to straddle his thigh. “you left and didn’t kiss me or say bye. what if something happened?”

he coos, smiling at how cute you were, “‘m sorry, baby, i’ll be sure to do that next time. can i make it up to you?”

you shrug, shyly and his grin widens. his hands move to your waist and slowly, he begins to rock you on his thigh.

you gasp, softly, at the sudden movements, but decide to go along with it. your core, covered by the thin materials of your panties, already soaked.

you let out a soft moan when you start to feel the the friction increase.

“that’s a good kitten, letting me make it up to you,” he murmurs, basking in your beauty. “hopefully you forgive me,”

“a-ah!” you grind into his thigh harder, using it like it’s a toy. “i forgive you, daddy!”

the pressure in your tummy increases and after a few seconds, you cum with your head thrown back and hands gripping his shoulders tightly.

“good, baby, now how about i let you cum on my cock next?”

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[introloves]

i saw you mention destroying virgin hinata,,,,,pls elaborate. i didn’t realize i needed that in my life but omg. head full many thoughts

omg my first drabble for hinata, lets see if i can do this sunshine justice bc brazil hinata lives rent free in my head so we going with big muscle, sun-kissed hinata for this one hehe (ALSO OOPS THIS GOT KINDA LONG SORRY!) also this is for f! reader!

he felt guilty, hinata felt absolutely guilty looking at you like he wanted to devour you.

the way your thighs looked beneath the dress you wore, your soft skin, you looked supple and beautiful.

you were perched on his couch, legs crisscrossed, comfy around your boyfriend.

“sho?”

“y-yeah?” you giggled at the way he seemed to be absolutely out of it.

“you’ve been staring at me for a long time, you okay?” the tips of his ears flushed red, he looked away swiftly, unable to meet your gaze.

“yeah! its just...” he exhaled, steeling himself, “you look good.”

hinata pinned you with a stare you’ve only seen him sport during volleyball.

oh.

this time you ran hot with his gaze, your hand came up to block him from view while you basically simmered into the couch.

he was on you in no time, prying your hands away, he thought that he had made you feel bad. you quickly dismissed his claims. explaining to him just how intense he could look.

by this point he was well aware of the feelings simmering in his stomach, no one had ever made him feel like you did. you made him feel like a man, so far his life practically evolved around volleyball, he just recently squeezed you in. you had been quickly taking a larger part of his heart, and as he hovered over you, wrists still in his hand, he realized that he was aroused.

he felt gross at the thought, you weren’t doing anything particularly sexual, just the way your skin looked presented so pretty for him made his baser instincts flare.

your eyes formed half moons as you smiled brightly up at him, still in a playing mood you shook free of his grasp, wrestling your much stronger boyfriend down beneath you.

your dress had hitched itself even higher as you perched on his lap not caring about flashing your undies at him, hinata always made you feel safe and you weren’t a very modest person anyways.

he squeaked as you settled right on top his dick, which was growing with need, throbbing at the heat currently situated right atop it.

“s-stop you shouldn’t-“ he squeaked out, your eyebrows furrowed at the sudden change in attitude he had.

“shouldn’t what?” you asked, leaning forward to try and lock your gaze with his. he jumped, hands coming to clamp down on your waist.

ohh.

your eyes widened at the realization, he was hard against you.

he made a move to tug you off him, but you placed a hand on his forearms.

“l-let me... help you.”

he was your boyfriend after all, this was something boyfriend and girlfriends did.

those words like a punch to the gut, he was sure he was going to cum embarrassingly fast with how just your words affected him.

he nodded, releasing a breath he didnt know he was holding as you smiled... and began rocking your hips against him.

there was no soft build up, he quickly blinked in awe at the feeling of your cunt dragging over his dick.

his hands kept a bruising grip on your waist, biceps bulging with the restraint of ‘dont cum, dont cum, dont cum’ playing over and over in his head.

your own pants lingered in the air as his dick provided the hardness you needed to get off, there was little barrier between your undies (which were soaking... much to hinatas pleasure) and him.

hinata had never felt like this, the fantasy of a woman’s heat so close to him paled in comparison to you rocking against him. his toes curled, his own hips rocking up to meet you.

he couldnt keep up, this was too much too soon for him. he didnt wanna cum in his pants like a teenaged boy. he was ashamed at how little expirience he had, but he still wanted to make you feel good.

you sped up suddenly, wanting to see how he’d react to your teasing, but it felt like his world was tilting on its axis.

he stopped you, mustering all the strength he could to keep you still above him.

“s-stop! stop... please stop.” he cried.

“you dont wanna?” you huffed, struggling to keep your undulating hips still. hinata groaned out a painful noise, he ran a hand through his vibrant hair in frustration, and embarrassment. how was he going to tell his absolute sexy girlfriend he was twenty something and still a virgin.

with a deep breath he managed to stutter out a coherent sentence.

“i’m a virgin.” the words hung heavy around him, he sat there once again unable to meet your gaze.

you shuddered at the confession, it was like a switch had flipped. you once again moved against him and hinata all but choked at the feeling of your cunt work yourself over him.

“i’m going to ruin you.” you rasped out, hands coming up to cup his face as you held him against you while your mouth clashed against his.

“fuuuck.” he groaned at your words, his head thrown back agaist the couch to breathe, disconnected from your kiss for just a second.

you were going to ruin him? those words played over and over, he pondered the thought before he realized he wanted you to ruin him.

he nodded, unable to speak, his tongue heavy in his mouth.

you made quick work of his pants, moving his boxers down his thighs.

your eyes roamed up his dick, it was so pretty. it was pale and much bigger than what you had thought, you knew it was going to give you a good burn once you sunk down onto it.

it was your turn to let out a fucked out noise and hinata ate it up, swallowing hard at the way you regarded him.

“all good?” he questioned, nervous at having someone else look at him like this.

“oh shoyo, its better than good. you have such a nice cock.”

and with that you move your panties to the side, once again hinata tenses at the look of your dripping pussy. he moans unabashedly at the sight, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as you begin sheating yourself onto him.

hes never felt anything so tight, his eyes wide as he stares up at you in awe.

you thought you’d hold up better than you were currently, maybe it was because it was shoyo filling you up, or because of the position you were in made him reach inside you extra deep, whatever it was you panted like a dog in heat.

“sthat okay?” you slurred and he could do nothing more than nod, eyes tightly closed. his hips jerked beneath you, twitching.

you bit your lip at the jolts, knowing he wasnt going to last long.

“i’m already close. i’m sorry, im so sorry.” he whines, and you quickly shut him up.

“shh.” you coo, starting a slow pace up and down his cock.

“youre doing so good, youre doing so good for me.” you whine, choking on the way he felt against you... fuck maybe you were going to cum.

however that thought is short lived as you impale yourself onto him, over and over.

“fuck! i’m cumming! i’m cumming!” he babbles, taking a hold of you and pushing you down on him, you let him, you let him use you for the time being while he cums hotly inside you.

hinata jerks with the force of his release, cumming harder than he ever as.

you do nothing but coo above him,

“there you go, cum for me.”

he’s dizzy with your words and the way you clench around him to prolong his release.

hes well spent by the time he finally stops painting your pussy white with his cum.

there’s a minute of reprieve, just breathing against you until he gasps as he realizes just exactly what happened.

he grabs you unexpectedly. pushing his nose right between your boobs, laughing.

“youre my first!” he laughs, the type of laugh that comes deep within his stomach.

“and you just made me cum so hard.” he holds you tight, hands roaming your back, squeezing your ass slightly.

you laugh with him, heart so very light because with hinata everything is so easy.

“you know i’m going to pay you back for that right?” you make no noise, still processing what he means by that statement- until he makes a show of pistoning his softening cock in and out of you, making an absolute mess, his cum and your slickness dripping down his balls, slickening your thighs, making you squelch against it all.

you pant, worried about your pussy as you remember his insane stamina.

“w-what a second shoyo! you need to wait, aren’t you still sensitive?” you question, and he pins you with another intense gaze.

“whats that gotta do with anything?” he deadpans.

he had the gaze of a predator now, as you looked up at you between your tits.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Goodbye

Summary- Short piece, drabble. Steve just isnt the same after the snap. Angst.

A/N- I heard Say Something on the radio today and it just stuck, thinking about how lost and heartbreaking it would be to watch something you loved pull away. 

Say something, I'm giving up on you I'll be the one, if you want me to Anywhere, I would've followed you Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I am feeling so small It was over my head I know nothing at all

And I will stumble and fall I'm still learning to love Just starting to crawl

It all changed once the snap happened, the whole world lost someone, and you... well you felt you lost the world, and he was sitting right next to you every night. Lost was the Steve you knew, your Steve. Once the snap happened, he withdrew into a place you just couldnt reach. The nights he actually did come home, it was a show. Pleasant ‘how was your day’ ‘oh fine, how was yours’ A smile on his face, he would have sex with you and roll off to fall asleep on his side. And this had been going on the better part of the past few years. 

You tried, one night stopping his kisses on your neck and pulling away so he couldnt distract you from what you needed to know. So many times had you tried talking to him, try to find out where he stored his pain, only to be met with lies, lies you wanted to believe. 

“Steve, please... I know were not okay. After everything, just please talk to me.I dont know how to fix this. What is going on with you.” Maybe you changed? You lost loved ones, and the doubts filled your mind, maybe you werent the same.  

A scoff and smile on that clean shaved face, he was meticulous with it every morning. You would stand there watching him take those close to the skin strokes, and they never nicked him. To perfect. 

“Baby everything is okay, Im just tired. The meetings, they wear me out.” Steve returned to take Sams post, helping those traumatized and lost after the snap. At first you believed it had been good for him, would help him. But now you werent so sure. That signature smile as he reached for you, and you were caught again in his hold, folded in the embrace of his arms, and his voice rumbling his chest as he spoke. “You have nothing to worry about, stop fretting.” 

You were lost, even in his assurances. 

Say something, I'm giving up on you I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you Anywhere, I would've followed you Say something, I'm giving up on you

And I will swallow my pride You're the one that I love And I'm saying goodbye…

Another couple years, and the fake happiness faded into some sort of anger, anger with others, with himself, with you. Survivors guilt? You stood in the kitchen watching him, he was so silent as he paced around, the tension rolling off his shoulders, and you half expected Steve to lash out at nothing. He tied himself into more projects, checking on Nat more. ‘She needed the support, she has no one’ You agreed, Nat was your sister basically as well. 

“Let me come to, I actually have some clothes to pass on to her” 

“Dont worry about it Y/N, I will drop them off while there if you get them ready.” 

It was like he didnt want you around, sinking further into his past. You seen him looking at his photos of Peggy, ones that you didnt mind them sitting around the apartment, his history wasnt like others. He had always assured you before that they were a life he left behind, a memory and that you were his today. But seeing his expression, his his gaze lingered till it grew unfocused, maybe today wasnt enough for him. Not anymore. 

Then the day came, he called you from his phone “We have a way to fix it Y/N, we can bring them all back” 

And this was it, you knew that this would end up being your last conversation. How, you didnt know, but already you could feel your heart sinking. 

“Then you have to Steve.... Bring them all back baby” You kept your voice light and excited for him. Maybe... maybe you were wrong. 

“Bruce and Tony are working on it now. I dont know when I will be back.” His voice with more hope then you heard in the past five years. 

“You do what you have to Steve.” 

“I love you, thank you for being My Girl”

“I love you to Cap, go save the world again”

Goodbye....  

That would be the last words you shared. Weeks later a knock on your apartment showed Sam standing there, and he handed you a letter, clearing his throat. “He... he wanted you to have this Y/N”

You stared at the letter, hours ticked by and light turned to shadows in your apartment, and when you did open it, it said exactly what you knew it would. 

‘Dear Sweetheart’ and thats when the goodbye tears started. 

@what-is-your-plan-today​ @p8tn0lish​ @official-and-unstable-satan​ @icanfeelastormbrewing​ Yall can feel sad with me. 

[marinerainbow]

Hi! I have a Darkwing request! In the show, there is one clip where Gos needs to get in bed, but she won’t. So Drake chases her, until he gets distracted. It was such a cute moment! I was wondering if you could write just a small amount of family fluff, where Drake is chasing Gos around the house, while Launchpad watches, possibly cheering them both on. It’s ok if you don’t! No pressure! That moment is just really cute!

EEEE!!!! I DIDNT EXPECT A REQUEST THIS EARLY!!!! THANK YOU!!!

Anyways, I better calm down so you can (hopefully) enjoy a drabble! I'm still new to writing so hopefully it wont suck too much.

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"GOSALYN!"

The red headed girl slid under the coffee table, her father jumped over it.

Launchpad was standing off to the side as he watched his two best friends chase each other around the house. He knew well by now it was best to stay out of the way when they got like this.

"C'mon 'DW!" The pelican called out after dodging the two speeding avians, "Maybe it wouldn't be too bad if 'Gos stayed up for a little longer?" He asked, trying to reach a compromise.

"Yeah dad!" Of course Gosalyn would agree with that, "It's only 10:30! I'm twelve now so I can stay up a bit longer!"

Drake may have been a crime fighting hero, but if there was one person in the entire world who could give him a run for his money, it was most definitely his daughter. He may have been fighting criminals for years, but Gosalyn was small, a hockey player, and spirited.

"Staying up past your bedtime is bad for your health!" Drake exclaimed after emerging from the closet he crashed into, "When I say it's time for bed young lady, I mean it!"

Drake had almost caught Gosalyn, before she leapt out of his grasp and over the lazy boy. Exasperated, he called out to his trusty sidekick, "Launchpad!"

Launchpad jumped out of the way just in time before either duck rammed into him, "Well uh, you know 'Gos, your dad's right! Not getting enough sleep can make you tired all the time and you cant focus on work, you could get bags under your eyes, maybe you should go to be-"

The crash and frustrated yell that was heard from the kitchen told Launchpad that they were all gonna be here for awhile.

-

The short duck sluggishly walked down the stairs, he looked like he had just ran a marathon!

Which considering who he was chasing around the house only an hour ago, he probably did.

Gosalyn had finally tuckered out after... a few hours or so of running, hiding, and sneaking out of bed. Drake was finally able to tuck her in, sing her her lullaby- despite how much she claimed she was too old, Drake could see the smile form on Gosalyn's face when he offered to sing it to her. Only minutes ago was she resisting bedtime, but now she was sound asleep.

Drake practically collapsed onto the couch, Launchpad was waiting for him with a glass of water, which Drake wasted no time in chugging.

Launchpad chuckled a bit seeing his friend, he would have been more than happy to help but Drake insisted on getting Gosalyn to bed himself, "Looks like 'Gos finally hit the hay huh?"

Drake looked like he was ready to pass out himself, he didnt respond so Launchpad continued, "Looks like your battery could use a little recharge too! Hehe."

"What? No I'm fine!" The duck claimed, raising a single finger in the air, forcing himself to stand and make a heroic pose, "My spirited daughter is no match for the terror that flaps in the night!"

Launchpad resisted the urge to remind Drake that Gosalyn had actually threw him off her trail without leaving the house.

Instead, he stood up and stretched, "So DW, we got any crime fighting to catch up on?"

At this, the mallard sunk back on the couch, looking dejected and frustrated at the same time, "No! Not a single crime tonight! Since when dies a city not have crime!?"

Nevermind the fact that this has happened a couple times.

Launchpad offered Drake a reassuring smile, "Hey, that means you can get some rest! From the looks of things you need a nap after that chase, hehe!"

Drake gave Launchpad a slight glare, he knew that the pelican meant well, but how could he rest when his city could be in trouble? "Oh please LP, hasn't being my sidekick taught you anything? St. Canard is never 'at peace'! In fact, I bet there will be a robbery right now!" Than he clicked on the radio that was sitting on the lamp table.

Nothing to report.

"Uh, DW-"

"Ok, ok, ok, so maybe the broadcaster is late!" Drake exclaimed, "Theres no problem in checking!"

Launchpad sighed as he watched his friend head over to the two chairs that would lead to his secret lair. Sitting on one, he looked expectantly at Launchpad, "C'mon LP!"

Launchpad stood up and walked towards Drake, but he didnt sit down in the other chair, "C'mon DW," he started, "It's late! And Gosalyn tuckered you out! Theres no harm in taking a power nap!"

Drake shook his head as he looked at Launchpad scoldingly, "Launchpad, like I told you, imperfectly Fi..."

As if on cue, Drake let out a massive yawn.

...

Launchpad crossed his arms and quirked a brow at Drake but he still smiled, "That looks pretty tired to me."

Drake crossed his arms, not unlike a child who didnt get their way, "I'm not tired!"

Launchpad shook his head, not in a dissapointed manner, and said, "Drake, you havent been getting much sleep lately, you should take this chance!"

Logically speaking, Drake knew Launchpad was right. He had to tell Gosalyn that every other night. But st the same time, he wasnt a twelve year old, he was St. Canards hero! He couldnt just sleep now!

Even so, Drake couldnt deny the way his eyes felt droopy, or how it felt like the chair he was sitting in felt like it was pulling him into itself. Not to smother him, but to lull him to sleep.

Of course, no chair- no matter how comfy it may be- was no match for the great Darkwing Duck! He would rise above this bout of exhaustion! He would show the world that nothing could keep the terror that flaps in the night down!

However, he should have made that resolve sooner, for now the hero of St. Canard had succumbed to the clutches of sleep.

...

'Wow,' the pelican thought, 'I didnt think that would work!'

At first, Launchpad considered carrying Drake upstairs to his own bedroom, but than he remembered that with Drakes instincts, he would be wide awake and alert if someone touched him.

So instead, Launchpad quickly, but quietly, got a spare blanket from the linen closet and carefully placed it over his friend. He wanted to grab a pillow too, but he would have to have moved Drakes head to fit it under him.

When he made sure Drake was snug, Launchpad sat back down on the couch, leaning his head against his palm as he felt his own eyes get droopy.

Launchpad would have gone to his own bedroom to sleep, but before he knew it, he had fallen against the couch, already snoring peacefully.

End.

_

I meant to get this done sooner, but I was having a hard time getting the scenes in my head and portraying them into words, sorry for the wait!

I... I dont know if it's just my own paranoia, but I feel like the ending was bland. I coukdnt think of anything else to put in.

But anyways, I would VERY much appreciate constructive criticism! Dont be shy!

Again, thank you so much for requesting! Have a good day!

[exycuter]

know any good kevin-centric fics??? im dying here

luckily this bitch scrolled through the entire kevin day ao3 tag so u dont have to! heres my top picks!!

peu à peu is a literary classic in the field of kevin day fics. decades later and we will still discuss the intricacies of this scholarly DELIGHT. the entire duck pond scene replays in my head every night as i sleep because i love it so dearly

i’m here (except when you’re not) the QUINTESSENTIAL canon what happens next fic ft. kandreil. literally assume im dead and my spirit exorcized if im not talking about this. cried a lot and a bitch DOESNT cry !

your mouth the shape of an open wound short. sweet. pairs beautifully with a glass of the finest vintage wine so u can stare out the window and be like damn bitch it really do be like but like. beautifully. 

‘til my heart stops (tw: v centred around eating disorders) my first love my baby my honey my sweet angel. can do no wrong amazing stunning beautiful. i text this fic drive home safely and let me know when you get in! x fts. foxes rallying around kevin when he hits a low with a wonderful kevin/thea dynamic

fitting in features perhaps two of my greatest niche interests: kevin day and wasajig puzzles. also features the greatest line ever penned:  ‘inside, where he had once felt soup, he felt warm and choked’. very sad and sweet. 

dangerous magics (ao3 users only) literally left me DIZZY. neil pov magic au where neil and kevin are adopted brothers and neil is magicless and kevin couldnt be more magical. is absolutely the definition of EPIC and everytime i reread it i still lose my shit over the ending fjdkhgfhjg legends ONLY!

movie in my mind the road trip fic we DESERVE!!!!!! FUCK everyone else i respect this fic. satisfies my innate hunger for shitty motel settings and cramped car rides and feeling too much to say. we simply have to stan

in the end i am undone ok not necessarily kevin centric but chapter 2 is such a wonderful take on the andrew hurting/making amends kevin i GASPED. and its a sexy magic au. refresh this one on the daily waiting for the update please read i am desperate to talk about it!!!!!!!!

running with the wolves again not as kevin day centric as is ensemble cast and yes its a werewolf fic but ITS NOT WEIRD and is in fact, extremely cool and an absolute BLAST to read. this earns its place bc its kevin characterization is the perfect blend of well intentioned but dumb of ass. v fond of this one

give me reasons we should be complete the kandrew drabble of my dreams. andrew pov that captures the essence of his exasperated but terribly concerned attitudes towards one (1) sleepy boy

cats in the cradle the way this is written gives me cavities its such a SWEET wymack and kevin bonding fic i love it so so so much!!!!! id literally take a bullet for op and thats that on that x 

sorry i think im forgetting some but memory machine broke. anyway have fun live laugh love x 

[neokollection]

Kissing Out of Jealousy

NCT U + Yuta

‘Can I request a NCT U kissing you out of jealousy?’

A/N: I’m sure there’s already a reaction of this, but I’m here to add another :^) This is assuming you’re dating for some members, but for some you’re not dating, they like you- THIS IS LONG BTW!! [Kinda more like a mini drabble per each member]

** Language, some suggestive themes, but nothing explicit ** ik some ppl don't find jealousy cute so don't read if you not into that..

Taeil:

Taeil wasn’t the type to get jealous easily or behave pettily- Rather, he was just protective at times and would feel he’d have to interject to save you from situations... Whether you were feeling uncomfortable or not- Yet a part of your boyfriend also felt slightly neglected, a faithful dog waiting on the other side of the fence with it’s tail wagging at the sight of it’s owner, even though it’s owner was petting the neighbor’s cat.

He called out your name in the hopes of getting your attention as he watched you and Ten staring at your screens before nudging each other continuously with a laugh to show the other a recent entertaining Tweet. He was all for you bonding with the other boys, but he’d missed you this week and throughout the day constantly stuck by your side. Placing the bowl of steaming popcorn upon the coffee table, he took his seat beside you on the couch, hand patting around for the remote he’d dropped there moments before.

“OMG- You have to show that to Mark,” Ten gasped, covering his mouth to conceal his wicked grin as he looked at the meme you’d stumbled upon of Mark’s shorts.

“Let me see,” Taeil added, not wanting to miss out and curious as to what was so funny.

He leant in, eyes flickering to Ten as he watched the younger lean back into the couch, thumbs moving rapidly upon his screen. Taeil listened amusedly as he heard your small chuckle in his ear, a smile gracing his lips as he saw your screen before drawing back partially.

“You’re amused so easily,” he chuckled, nose nearly brushing your own as he leant nearer, a hand shooting to your waist to tickle you gently.

“Says you,” you squirmed with a bright smile.

Finally, his forehead rest upon your own, his antics stilling as he closed the gap between the two of you for a quick kiss. Embarrassed about kissing so openly with Ten by your side, you felt a blush creep upon your cheeks as you pulled away shyly. You could have sworn Taeil’s gaze jumped from your lips to your eyes to Ten before he closed the gap once more- You let out a muffled chuckle against his lips as your hands went to the front of his shirt to slow him down and steady yourself.

“Ew- God- Could you not?” Ten whined in disapproval, scooting away.

You could feel Taeil’s smile against your lips before he drew back, eyes as lively as ever.

Smothering you and being that cute couple to show off and make others wanna gag, but not let you think it’s a jealousy thing-

Taeyong:

Easily, one of the most jealous man you’d ever dated. He had his share of insecurities that make him question whether he’s worthy of love and attention, and an anxiety about losing the person he cherishes the most... So, seeing your interactions with your old classmates made him feel even more insecure in the moment. He’d had a stressful and busy week and hadn’t gotten to see you much, merely late calls that usually didn’t last long because he’d coax you to go to sleep early since you’re busy as well. Meeting a few of your old high school classmates, totally coincidentally at Gong Cha was all it took for him to have a small internal freak out. He already didn’t like that they were guys, even more so that they’d known you longer than he had technically... He felt excluded- He always wanted to be a part of every part of your life and have you in every part of his- To him your soulmates and he didn’t like feeling as though someone had a leg up on him in regards to you.

“You look great! Wow- It’s been a minute, but wow-” one of your old classmates gushed, stunned by how you’d matured and glowed up through the years spent apart.

You gave a small chuckle in return, “I’m surprised you recognized me-”

“I mean how could I forget (Y/n)?” he joked, gesturing towards you, followed by a few hums of the other classmates beside him.

You weren’t exactly sure what he meant by that- You didn’t think of yourself as too memorable of a person during high school. You’re boyfriend disliked it even more, a scowl etched into his features- He didn’t like not being in the know or what exactly the man meant.

“Well, it’s a small world I guess,” you wrapped up awkwardly, “It was nice to see you,” you added, able to feel Taeyong’s calculating gaze.

Sighing to yourself, you took a sip of your tea, inviting Taeyong to ask whatever he was going to ask.

“Were you popular in high school?”

“No,” you huffed, “Not really anyway- I’ve already told you about my high school- I wasn’t even friends with those guys... I can’t believe he recognized me.”

‘You’re just too pretty to be forgettable’ was what Taeyong had been thinking, but decided to keep it in. He could still feel their fleeting gazes glancing towards you as they sat down in laughter- He didn’t like that... What were they talking about? You? Were they laughing about you? Who knew what prude remarks they were making.

“I’d have dated her back in junior year if I knew she was gonna turn out like this-”

Feeling jealous, protective, and anxious he stood, causing you to look up at him, “Where are you going..?”

“Bathroom,” he informed before bending down, his hand coming to cradle your jaw as he sealed your lips together in a sweet kiss- Lips tasting of caramel.

Your lips followed his own as he drew back, swiping his thumb endearingly across your cheek before giving it a gentle pinch. You pulled your face from his grasp at the action, playfully pouting at your cup of tea as he left the table.

“I know right-”

The voices got louder as he approached.

“Could you keep your voices down?” he asked, yet it wasn’t really a question- His tone and gaze icy and curt before he brushed past their table to the restroom.

Yuta:

Tossing in jealous Yuta because that’s hot-

You didn’t have to be dating Nakamoto Yuta for him to feel as strongly as he did. He felt like you were already his, his sweet, his dear, his precious- And he wasn’t going to let the world or anyone else take that away from him. You loved him as a friend- The two of you had crossed the boundary of friendship a few times with late night kisses and drunken texts- But there was something about his possessive nature that made you hesitant to progress any further with him. Just being his friend you felt like a prisoner-

“I have to drop by my brothers’ dorm to give him back his battery pack-” you began, halting as you remembered.

“I’ll go with you,” Yuta chimed, slinging an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into him as his other hand pulled the drawstrings of the hoodie harshly, causing it to close around your face.

You stumbled into him mid-step as he did so, whining dramatically as your hands attempted to shove him aside.

“My brother doesn’t like you,” you interjected, pulling the hood free from your mess of hair as Yuta released you.

With a shrug he focused his attention on taming your hair, the action causing your face to heat.

“You shouldn’t go into the boys dorm alone,” he reprimanded, motherly as ever.

Jaehyun. Your brother’s roommate and soccer teammate of Yuta- was coming down the very path you were on the quad.

“Jaehyun!” you called out suddenly, happy to find a delivery man.

His eyes darted from his phone to you, his brows knitting together seconds later-

“Hey,” he began, slowly letting his gaze drift between the two of you before to your hoodie.

“Uh... Is that your hoodie?”

“I stole it from my brother- Don’t tell,” you chuckled.

Letting out a soft chuckle of amusement, Jaehyun shook his head, “That’s not your brother’s- That’s mine. I’d been looking for it all week-”

“Oh my God!” you gasped, dropping the tote bag from your shoulder, “I’m so sorry! I- It was on his side of the room... So I thought-”

“It’s fine,” he interjected, “It looks good on you-”

Yuta’s gaze narrowed at that remark and before he even had a moment to stop you, you were peeling off the hoodie and offering it to an astonished Jaehyun. You saw no issue with it, you were wearing a t-shirt underneath.

“I’m so so sorry! Also...” you began, picking up your bag, “Could you give this to my brother?”

“Sure-” Jaehyun nodded, scratching the nape of his neck as you pushed the goods into his hands before whipping around and grabbing the side of Yuta’s plaid jacket to bring him in tow with you-

“O my God... That was so embarrassing-” you rambled, feeling your face hot in embarrassment.

Suddenly, Yuta’s feet stopped moving, causing you to stop. He removed his phone from the pocket of his jacket before slipping it into his jeans, removing his coat.

“What are you doing?” you asked dumbly before catching on, “N-No, I’m not cold or anything-”

Silently, he draped it over your shoulders before his hands slid to the open front of it, grasping it before pulling you closer by the collar. His lips melded with your own, needy and passionate, jealousy brewing in his heart at even a simple encounter. His hands slid down to the zipper, zipping it quickly as he pulled away, your arms constricted, a smug expression on his face before he began walking again.

“H-Hey! GET THIS off me!” empty sleeves flopping by your sides as you hobbled after him.

The type to give you a little taste of his cold shoulder and reprimanding you for being careless [about making him jealous basically].

Kun:

Respectful and mature bub who wouldn’t do anything unless the two of you were dating, and for a while.

He couldn’t understand why Xioajun was so clingy towards you- I mean... He understood it in a sense since he was also in a way- But it was different. You were taken- Xiaojun should have taken a hint from him by now. Kun was constantly swooping in to interrupt the too of you, the hint of a small grin gracing his features each time to hide his unkindly thoughts towards the younger.

“Does Xiaojun bother you?” he questioned, watching as you pulled on your socks from the doorway of your bedroom, his shoulder resting against the frame.

“No?”

Cocking your head to the side, you couldn’t understand what Kun was hinting at or why he was asking.

“He’s always around you...”

“Yeah,” you chuckled, “We’re friends.”

You stood, ready to pass by your boyfriend and slip on your shoes by the doorway, yet he didn’t budge.

“Well...” he began, “I don’t want to sound ...clingy, but I don’t like it-”

“There’s nothing to worr-”

You were mid-roll of your eyes, when he cut you off, his warm hand enveloping around your own, “You’re mine, right?”

There was a hint of something swimming in his chocolate gaze, as if a saddened part of him needed reassurance.

“O-Of course,” you admitted, blushing to yourself from feeling caught off guard.

“Then I have a right to be like this,” he added, voice softer.

You open and shut your mouth dumbly, not sure what to say in response. Yes? He to a degree had a right to feel jealous- But... There was really no reason to be jealous over Xiaojun- Tugging your hand forward gently, he drew you to meet his lips, lilting his neck down. His kiss was delicate, lips plush and substantial, but movements gentle and loving. Your knees felt weak, as if it was your first kiss again.

“Don’t worry about it,” you nearly whispered as he drew back, “I’ll try to be mindful,” you added, referring to distancing yourself a bit so Kun wouldn’t get the wrong impression again.

“We’re going to be late...”

Doyoung:

You drew back to take a breath before your lips were smothered again, his nostrils flaring in anger and also the need for oxygen. You whined gently against his lips, attempting to pull back once more. You panted, out of breath before placing a hand on Doyoung’s chest to keep him at bay.

He leant back over the center console, resting his head back against the padded seat. Finished clicking in your seat belt you looked at him.

“When you dress like that,” he began, nodding forward, “guys get the wrong idea.”

“N-”

“Like thinking you’re single and something for them to ogle at,” he added, cutting you off, “You have no idea what kind of sleaze bags were looking at you and what they were thinking-”

His fox-like eyes flickered back to you, taking a moment to glance at the obvious cleavage you’d put on display.

“I dressed up for you- I just… I wanted to feel sexy and make you-”

“Make me what? Upset?”

“No! Proud to be with me- To be attractive to you…”

Raking a hand through his hair he let his gaze fall upon your own.

“Don’t you get it?” he began, jabbing the keys into the ignition, “You’re always attractive to me- I always want you- I’m always proud of you- But I want to be the only one to see.. You don’t deserve them looking at you like that and it makes me sick,” he trailed off, quickly casting his gaze forward as he pulled away from the curb.

You felt a tingle jolt along your spine at his words.

Ten:

He’d been giving you a snarky attitude all day; curt remarks and dismissive glances. Sighing for the final time as he pretended to ignore you, you let your tongue poke at your cheek in annoyance.

“Look at me,” you probed.

His fingers halted before smashing the pause button on his game, tossing the controller aside him on the sofa as he let out his own sigh, his gaze continuing to be fixed upon the TV screen.

“Why are you being like this?”

You hated how beautiful his profile was, the slope of his sharp nose and outline of his soft lips.

“Why won’t you even talk to me?” you added, raising your tone.

“If you want someone to talk to why don’t you ask Taeyong?” he quipped, voice laced with venom.

Huffing in exasperation, you let your hands fall to your hips.

“Are you serious?”

Finally… he turned his dark gaze towards you.

“Yeah,” he nearly shrugged, attitude as petty as ever.

“You’re such a child!” you shouted, unable to control your emotions as you stormed away, frustrated and wanting to cry.

He paused for a moment before standing.

“I’m childish?” he asked, tone brazen and perplexed.

You stopped, turning on your heel-

“Then what?” he questioned, “Is Taeyong the man?”

Before you could spit out a reply he grabbed onto your elbow.

“I’m the only man you should see,” he barked.

“You are my only man…” you murmured, hurt he thought otherwise.

Cupping your face, he pulled you into him, lips messily finding one other before passionately embracing.

Omg I hate this one…

Jaehyun:

Far enough. Was what Jaehyun had been thinking.

His jaw was set, his lips pursing each time his eyes narrowed slightly, causing one of his dimples to gently show.

Sure, it was Taeyong’s birthday, but that didn’t mean he had the right to flirt with you-

“Is that right?” you giggled, after listening to one of Taeyong’s stories.

Your fork idly toyed with the pasta in your dish as you gave Taeyong your attention. The rest of the lunch table seemed chatty, side for Jaehyun whom pouted by your side. His silence was slowly steeling your attention away from Taeyong as you began to worry.

“You’ll have to excuse me for a moment,” you interjected, glancing towards the bathroom.

Your plan was simple, take a break from Taeyong by using the restroom before retuning and turning to Jae to give your attention and ask what was up. As you stood Johnny began speaking to Taeyong, allowing you the perfect cover to escape. As you did, someone snagged you by your belt loop. Your forlorn boyfriend looking up at you with eyes you couldn’t place.

“Where are you going?”

“Bathroom,” you whispered, your brows furrowing in concern at his oddness.

He released you, standing himself to follow you.

“Why are you being so weird?” you inquired, rounding a corner with him.

“I’m jealous,” he admitted.

“Wh- How? What’s there to be jealous about?” you stumbled.

Instead of answering or explaining, he cornered you against the wall once the two of you were hidden from sight in the hall of the bathroom.

“Babe,” you began, your voice lowering.

Being under his gaze in such close quarters you felt trapped, trying to think of what he’d want to hear to be reassured. You bit your lip in thought. Warm lips clashed with your own, not too aggressive, nor gently. The breath that had gotten caught in your throat came out as a sigh against his lips as his hands slid from the wall on either side of your shoulders to your hips.

“We can’t do this here,” you nearly whispered, your lips brushing his own in temptation.

Ignoring you, his hasty lips met yours again, causing you to let out a small moan of protest.

“Oh- God-” Ten sputtered, shielding his eyes from the entrance of the hallway as he saw the two of you.

Your fist came in contact with Jae’s pec as he broke away from you.

...When you came back to the table you could feel everyone’s gaze upon the two of you, lowering your gaze in embarrassment as Jaehyun wore a smug grin.

Win:

Cold shoulders were never fun, especially when dealing with your best friend Sicheng. He sat several rows in front of you in the lecture hall instead of beside you, scrolling through his phone and clearly avoiding your texts. You bit your pen cap in annoyance as you stared at the back of his head.

“Maybe they broke up-”

It was a hushed whisper, but you were able to here it.

“Just go talk to her-”

Evidently Sicheng heard it too, his thumb having stopped scrolling and his ears perked.

“Hey,” a gentle voice said, taking the seat beside you.

“H-Hi,” you fumbled, baffled as to why Mark Lee was sitting next to you.

“This seat’s not taken, is it?”

“No,” you enunciated, making sure it was clearly loud enough for Sicheng to hear in an attempt to be petty.

“Cool- Well, uh, there’s this party at Alpha Delta Si later,” he began, “If you wanted to go, you could be my plus one- Honestly, we’ve had this class together all semester and I thought you were cute-”

You were flattered by his invitation, but frat parties weren’t really your scene.

Glancing over his shoulder at the encounter, Sicheng was caught by your gaze.

“Oh- Uh, I’ll have to think about it, parties like that aren’t really my thing-” you declined politely.

“O-Oh,” Mark nodded, retracting to his seat in thought as the professor entered.

The entire lesson you and Sicheng fumed with thoughts of each other, unable to concentrate. The lesson seemed to end in record time, not that you were paying attention.

“So, um, if parties aren’t your thing we could do something like uh... get ice cream, or-”

Once you’d stood to stuff your belongings in your bag, Mark was back at it again. However, your sleeve was yanked by the ever so thoughtful Sicheng, pulling you from the row and tugging you up the stairs of the lecture hall. You stumbled after him dumbly until he shoved the door open with such force you were scared for a moment.

“Stop-” you shot, pulling from his grip.

“Was I interrupting something?” he asked bitterly.

“What the fuck is your problem? I thought you-”

You could feel the gaze of several classmates in the hallway, feeling embarrassed. Behind you, Sicheng saw the door of the lecture hall swing open with none other than Mark and Jeno, his eyes narrowing as he caught Mark’s gaze. Swooping in, his hand clamped over your forearm to pull you to meet his lips, his blunt nails digging into your sweater. He was overwhelming, figure looming over your own, hasty lips pushing against your own, you felt lost in your shock.

Jungwoo:

“Let me up,” you huffed for what felt like the fifth time.

A hum of disapproval left the boy who’d constricted himself around you.

“Woo- I’ll be late for my shift...” you tried, sighing to yourself.

“Don’t go,” he murmured.

“I have to go- My supervisor will be mad if I’m late again...”

“Your supervisor,” he began, sitting up, his fluff of hair bouncing, unfit of his narrowing eyes, “I don’t like him.”

“It doesn’t matter if you like him or not-”

You struggled in his hold, but he draped a leg over your hips to bar your escape, hugging you closer.

“He’s creepy.”

“Yeah, he is,” you agreed with an airy chuckle, “But that doesn’t matter, I need to keep my wage-”

Rolling on top of you, you let out a whine under his weight. Cutely, he blew the hair out of your face, not daring to remove his hands from wrapped around you for fear of you escaping. You giggled and writhed at his actions, shaking the hair from your face. He plopped a soft kiss upon your lips, smothering your own before drawing back momentarily.

“Don’t go.”

His lips didn’t give yours time to spit out a retort, softly melding with yours with passion. Had it been any other day or any other occasion, you would have skipped whatever event there was to stay with him, but you couldn’t miss today... Shaking your head to shake his lips off your own, he groaned against your lips, unrelenting. You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle of anguish against his lips, following it with a low whine. He bit your lip in retaliation gently, shifting on top of you as you squealed and wiggled beneath him.

“You’re being childish,” you gasped, nostrils flaring with the need for air.

Lucas:

“Baby-”

Yukhei’s deep voice reverberated through your being as his lips brushed your ear.

“Why are you watching that?”

In your defense, you hadn’t searched for it, rather it was in your suggestions and you just so happened to be curious by the amount of views it had. A Doyoung, Boss focus cam- Nor were you expecting your friend-with-benefits to be up so early... He usually slept well past ten.

“I couldn’t sleep,” you partially lied.

“Do you like him?”

“Uh,” you stalled, glancing over your bare shoulder, “It’s not like I know him-”

“I mean,” he corrected, “Do you think he’s sexy?”

Your expression morphed into one of confusion at his most likely horny what-the-fuckery.  If you said yes would he set up a threesome?

“Yeah.”

A warm hand slid over your bare arm, trailing to your shoulder before moving to your throat. He didn’t like that answer- Though the two of you weren’t official, he had real feelings for you- Which is why he called you baby, and told you to stay the night when you’d start searching for your clothes the night before...

“What about me?” he groaned gently.

Dropping your phone aside, you rolled over to your side, your hand going to his wrist to stop the growing pressure he applied.

“Yeah, you’re sexy,” you rolled your eyes, knowing he was immaturely jealous.

“Am I sexier?”

He drew you closer, his nose brushing against your own as he awaited your answer.

“I’m not sure,” you teased, withholding a giggled at how his eyes widened.

He let out a chuckle too, able to catch onto your teasing attitude.

“I must be since I’m the one with you and not him,” he muttered with a smile, rolling over on top.

His lips claimed your own in an arduously slow kiss, his hand fumbling to reach over and turn off your phone.

Mark:

Alone, in bed, on his phone- Mark’s evening was rather bland. He’d been on a call with you while you’d been getting ready to come over, content with just listening to your voice.

“Why do you take so long to get ready?” he questioned with a sigh, “Just come over already.”

“I have to look good,” you countered, “You said Johnny was home...”

And here it was, the recent reason for Mark’s despise of Johnny Suh, one of his closest friends.

“Bro- So what... You’re coming over to see me, not him-”

That was true-

“Yeah, but if I do see him-”

“Whatever, just hurry up,” Mark complained, his tone snappish as he hung up.

It was hard getting friend-zoned, let alone having the girl you like be into your best friend instead.

Fifteen minutes later you were checking your reflection on your phone before the door, collecting yourself before ringing the doorbell.

Answering it, Mark felt his heart clench- You looked ridiculously cute, glossy lips, curled lashes, slight wind-blown hair, and the oversized Puma hoodie you’ d bought last week to match your leggings. He wish you were getting all dolled up for him, causing a pang of jealousy to stab him.

“I’ll pay for delivery since you paid last time,” you remarked, stepping through the doorway to remove your shoes as your eyes searched for the giant of your affection.

Yet he was nowhere in sight... Making your way to Mark’s room with your bag, dropping it to his bed and plugging your phone into his charger. You heard the distinct sound of the refrigerator opening, bottles rattling- Perhaps it was Johnny. Turning on your heel, you planned upon seeing whom it was, but a Mark Lee was blocking your path, having just entered the threshold of his room.

“Lemme see,” you pried, your brows furrowing as he closed the door behind himself.

“It’s Taeil,” he lied, knowing what you were after.

You still wanted to check for yourself, even give the senior a greeting.

“Uh, let me through,” you paused as Mark remained in his spot.

“Why’s it always go to be about him?”

“I- What do you-”

“You know what I mean,” he interjected, raising his voice, “All of a sudden everything’s about him-”

“That’s not true,” you tried, folding your arms defensively.

“Yes it is,” he retorted, taking a step toward you, his bad attitude and mood nearly radiating off his figure, “We can’t even hang out like we used to because you’re always preoccupied with him-”

“I can’t help that I like him!” you shot back.

It took only another step and Mark was in front of you, his hands flying to grip your shoulders as his nose brushed yours for only a millisecond- You couldn’t contemplate what was taking place and before it registered, his lips were on your own, sticky lip gloss transferring.

[dark-and-kawaii]

Itachi x Reader

Please enjoy!!! This goes along with the small Drabble I wrote a while ago!!! Quote a few of you were asking if I would continue it... So I did!!! Hopefully I did it justice!!!

Part 1. Click here

“Itachi… D-Do you really have to do this…?” Holding your hands against your bare chest, you watched as Itachi pushed his arms through his Akatsuki robe��

Itachi turned towards you, his face full of agony and despair… A sharp ping hits your chest as you stare into his onyx eyes… You weep on the inside, not wanting to cause him anymore suffering…

“____.” Ambling towards you, Itachi rested his forehead against your very own as he smiled with closed eyes, “You’ll make a fine mother with our child, i’m just sorry i can’t be here to witness it with my own two eyes.”

“I-Itachi... -”

Before you could continue with your own sentence, Itachi backed away from you and began to cough up blood…

“Itachi! Please tell me you’ve been taking the medicine i’ve been getting for you… H-How can you expect to even make it there if you’re like this… You… You’ll die before you even reach, and what if Sasuke brings reinforcements?!”

“Kisame will be there to keep them back as i deal with my little brother.”

Your eyes were glassed over and you no longer  could hold in your sorrowful tears, this was just all too much for you… For years… No…. Since childhood…  you’ve been keeping Itachi and you a secret and now… After weeks of not seeing him he attempts to get you pregnant and tells you he will see you in the afterlife…

Wiping his mouth, Itachi gathers himself and heads for the door…

…

‘T-This… This can’t be it… Please… I-It’s not fair…’  

As Itachi holds onto the door handle, before he leaves… He says his final goodbye to you with a forced smile and one lone tear…

Just as he walks out, a second before the door closes you reach out with your right hand and yell with nothing but pure emotion… “Don’t go!!!” …. As the door shuts… You fall to your knees sobbing…

Weeks have gone by… Nothing seems the same… And you had no clue whether you love was dead or not… Staring out your window, your hand resting against your cheek… You hold your stomach and prey that a miracle has occurred and that Itachi is actually on his way home…

Closing your eyes, you think back to when you and Itachi would play around in Konoha…

‘Can’t catch me!!! I’m the rogue!!!’ You stuck your tongue out at Itachi as you ran from him and jumped from building to building as he pursued you. Itachi flung one of his Kunai at you and it nearly grazed your arm… ‘EEEKK!!!’ Freezing where you were atop a tall building you hastily swirled around and stopped in the direction Itachi was… ‘You cheater and why are you using an actual weapon what if that hit me!!!’ You were stomping your feet and pointing at the kunai knife.

‘You’re the rogue and i’m the anbu though… Why wouldn’t i have a kunai knife, plus i would never actually aim for you.’ Teleporting from his spot, Itachi appeared in front of you and tapped his forehead against yours before grabbing his kunai.

‘Yeah yeah. Right. Let’s go grab something to snack on, Itachi.’

Walking side by side in the heart of Konoha with your dangos, you and Itachi were doing what children should be doing at such a young age, enjoying down time. Before you knew what was going on you heard Itachi yell out your name before being tackled to the ground…

A rambunctious cow had escaped it’s cart and was running straight towards you, and it probably would’ve killed you if it wasn’t for Itachi protecting you…

‘Someone grab that damn cow!’

‘Are you both alright?’

‘That must’ve been so scary! Those poor kids!’

‘____. ____.’

Despite all the voices going around in your ear, only one truly caught your attention…

‘I-Itachi…’

Opening your eyes, his face was a blur for a second until you blinked. Clear as day, Itachi had your tiny body in his small arms… ‘I’m glad you’re okay, ___.’

‘Th-Thank you, Itachi. F-For helping me back there.’

As you continued to peer up at him, you watched as he steadily closed his eyes and smiled, ‘I’ll always watch over you, ____.’

Opening back up your eyes, you continue to look out your window but this time with a smile on your face. Itachi’s childhood didn’t last long, but you cherish the memories you have before he became obsessed with training. He had good reasons for it, and you were honored he trusted only you to watch over Sasuke during certain days… Though, sometimes he’d still act like the overprotective brother and not allow you near him…

Chuckling at the image in your head from back then it was cut short as you heard a knock at your door.

Not even thinking you darted to your door, no weapon or jutsu ready in case it was an enemy… Just yourself and hope that it’s… ‘Please!  Be him!’

Opening your door… Your heart stopped and your breathing ceased…

….

“____…”

“K-Kisame…”

The shark mans iconic grin was nowhere to be found on his face… But instead a sulking frown…

“N-No… Wh-Where’s… Where’s Itach-”

“I’m sorry, ___. He asked me to come here once he-”

No strength left in your body, you collapse to the ground as you did the day he left…. “I-Itachi…”

By no means was Kisame a heartless guy. Getting down to your level, Kisame held out his hand to you. Lifting up your head, you saw he was holding Itachi’s necklace and Akatsuki ring,  “He’d want you to have them.”

“Th-Thank you, Kisame…” As tears ran down your cheek, Kisame wiped away one of the tears that was about to fall with his finger…

“I can’t stay, but if i can i’ll come check in on you and the child time to time. It’s the least i could do for him.”

“Ho-How did you know…”

“I have better senses than you think. I’ve got a good feeling it’s going to be a boy as well.” Standing back up, Kisame turned to look up at the sky. You could see faintly Kisame’s grin appear once more on his face… “Take an easy, ___.”

Once Kisame Teleported away from you and your home… You used your sleeve to wipe your eyes so you could slip Itachi’s ring on his necklace and place it around your neck…

Continuing to sit on the floor… Your mind was still fuzzy, you still couldn’t wrap your head around the thought of living a life without Itachi. Especially now that you’re carrying his child... Holding onto your head you mourn… Until a certain sound catches your attention…

Looking out your open door from where you sat on the floor… A crow perched on the small bush outside your home…

‘I’ll always watch over you, ___.’

As the crow caws, you hold your stomach...

“Thank you-”

~ Caw

“Itachi.”

Sitting up from the floor, you hold onto the door frame and smile at the crow before looking up at the blue sky as you continue to rest your hand on your stomach… “I know you’ll watch over myself and your son Shisui.... Itachi“

~ Love Kiwi xoxo

[sticky-llama-perfection]

Another quick little inuyasha drabble for you based off of a song.

Ive veen going over this in my head for a good month now before i decided on just how I wanted to word it.

Also, please forgive any grammar/spelling mistakes. I'm typing on my phone with only one contact in so yeah.....enjoy.

Hard to love

A inuyasha drabble

"Stupid Inuyasha." Mumbled a disgruntled and very pissed off miko as she shed her clothes before stepping into the hotspring where her best friend sat, a look of sympathy on her face. She sighed as the slightly younger girl muttered curses under her breath about their hanyou friend and closed her eyes and tried to relax. She opened one eye as she heard a unusually vulgar phrase come out of the mikos mouth, surprised at this.

"Kagome, I thought mikos were supposed to be holier than thou?" The slayer said with a small grin playing at her lips.

"Oh Fuck off Sango. Inuyasha deserves to be called every name under the heavens at this point." Kagome said as she shot a look at Sango. "Everytime i try and help him, much less let him know that I even care, he runs off to that....that thing." She hissed, not even wanting to mention the name of her former look-a-like.

"Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, with all that hes been through in his past...its just too hard for him to actually love someone? I mean, he said that when he was a child everyone hated him for the very fact that he was a halfbreed. It's got to take a lot for him to even trust anyone anymore." Sango said as she sat up and look ad her friend with a serious look on her face.

"Yeah. I guess you're right. But still...." Kagome mumbled as she sank into the water, lost in thought. She barely registered when Sango got out of the hot spring and said she was going back to camp. She was oblivious to the world until she felt water splashed on her face.

"Yo Kagome! What the hell are you doing staring into space like tha.....shiiitt..?" A brash voice yelled out as the miko called out a single word. Dust flew up from the crater that the hanyou had made from the force of the beads around his neck and cursed as he lay there. "What the hell did you do that for wench!?" He yelled as he unsteadily got to his feet once again, only to see Kagome, wrapped in a towel, crying as she faced him.

"Wha....?" He was cut off by the girl as she flung her arms around him in a tight hug as she clung to him, sobbing. He was bewildered. He didnt understand women and their moods and he was unsure of what to do, so he just stood there.

"I'm sorry."

His velvet covered ears twitched at the barely whispered words as he looked down at the sobbing female in his arms. Confusion was now the only emotion on his face as he pulled back to look at her.

"What for?" He asked as he eyed his friend.

"For everything. For the way ive treated you when youve made me mad. For the way you were treated after your mother passed. For....for everything and everyone who has ever hurt you. I'm so sorry, Inuyasha."

He couldnt believe the words that were choked out through the sobs that wracked the young girl he had come to love. He couldnt understand why his past bothered her that much. Yeah, it bothered him sometimes...but he was used to the stares and words muttered under peoples breaths when they laid their eyes upon him.

Why did it bother her so?

"Ka..kagome...its okay. You have nothing to do with that. Why get so worked up over it?" He said softly as his ears fell. It hurt him to see her like this and he knew he was partly to blame for her current state, especially after the fight they had earlier.

"Its not you. It's...." He sighed as he thought about how he would continue. "Its me. I'm the one that hurts you all the time. Yeah, I am stubborn. I'm hard headded and i know im rude. Hell, I know I have a fucking temper...yet you're always there for me." He said softly as he ran his fingers through her wet raven hair, trying to calm her down.

"You've given me second, third....hell, youve given me so many second chances that I dont know what to do and I just fucking take it for what its worth..." He paused as he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug.

"I just dont understand how you could love me. I mean....hell. Im just a fucking halfbreed with a shitty attitude."

He was cut off by the taste of Kagomes lips upon his as she kissed him suddenly...okay, to shut him up cause she couldnt get a word in edgewise.

"You know Inuyasha, you need to quit looking at your past. Everyone has one whether they want it or not. Look to the future. Our future. Because, yes, we may fight...but I'll never leave you." She said softly as she held his face in her hands before giving him another kiss.

Shocked by this revelation, the hanyou took a second for it to register in his brain befpre deepening the kiss. "Even though im hard to love?" He said smirking at the use of her words earlier.

"Ye.....wait......were you spying on us?" She said as her mood changed once again.

There were only a couple things that scared Inuyasha....and a pissed off Kagome was one of them. He slowly started to back away as he felt her power heighten. He had just turned to run when he was dragged down into the earth by the beads, once again making a nice Inuyasha sized crater.

He was about to curse the wench out but stopped short as hil lips were once again met with a kiss as he began to get up.

"And Inuyasha? The answer is yes. Even if you are hard to love, I'll always be here for you." She said with a smile as she then walked off to get dressed.

[notimetoblog]

50 Wordless Way To Say 'I Love You' no. 38, drabble please?

Thank you sweet anon. It was my first day back at work today so I couldn’t get to it faster. Sorry it’s late but i hope you enjoy it!! 

38. Letting them warm their cold hands under your shirt.

Being a part of the Avengers team came with its perks and with its responsibilities. Sure, the world seemed programmed to turn to you guys whenever an issue arose, but you also got to live in one of the most high tech buildings ever built. Yeah you got your butt kicked constantly, but with a few words you had access to whatever food you were craving or whichever movie you wanted to screen thanks to the ever-present AI that also inhabited the compound. 

Everything about home was absolutely perfect. The food in the fridge, perfect. The equipment in the gym, perfect. And most times the temperature of the room was also perfect. In the summer, when New York brought the full force of humidity, the inside was kept at a lovely 75 degrees. The same happened when the temperature outside dipped below 0. Inside you could easily and comfortably walk around in a light shirt and shorts.

So why were you currently freezing?

No matter what you did, the cold that seemed to be coming in through your toes couldnt be shaken off. You had layered a long sleeve shirt, a sweater, socks, sweats, and your most warm blanket and still, you tried to keep your teeth from chattering as you did your best to watch the movie playing on the screen. 

“FRIDAY, what temp is the room set to?” you found yourself asking for the third time.

“The usual 75,” came the AI’s response.

With a sigh you wrapped yourself in your blanket tighter, hoping the warm thoughts in your head would ease away the cold.

“You alright?” You heard a familiar voice say from behind, followed by the always handsome Bucky Barnes walking over to you. “You look… cold.”

“I don’t know what’s up with me,” you admitted. “ I’m freezing.”

As if on instinct, his right hand shot up to your forehead. The concentration clear in his eyes almost made you look away.

“Doesn’t seem like you have a fever. Maybe you’ve caught something? And it’s just starting to show?”

“Yeah, maybe” you responded through chattering teeth.

“You know, the serum usually keeps Steve and me running a bit on the hot side. Maybe if I sit next to you, you can warm up a bit?”

You were unsure how to answer. Bucky was undeniably handsome and a total sweetheart, and having him sit next to you, super close, might get you a bit more than just warm. Little by little, your interactions with him were becoming more flirtatious. At first you had thought things were just platonic, but with actions similar to the ones taking place right now, you were beginning to change your mind.

“Just a suggestion,” he said with a bashful smile.

“Thanks Bucky,” you began, hoping you would find the end to the sentence soon. “If you’re ok with it, sure, we can give it a try.”

“Mind letting me into your blanket burrito?” He asked with a chuckle.

He took his place next to you under the blanket after you had managed to wiggle out of the tight blanket wrap you had created.

As time went by, it was hard to stay away from the warmth that just seemed to flow from him. So bit by bit, you found yourself inching closer and closer to him until he had caught on and pulled you close to rest your head on his shoulder.

“Told you I’m warm,” you heard him say and you just knew there was a smirk on his face.

“Yeah and I’m cold,” you said, quickly bringing up your hand to touch his cheek.

“Jesus Christ!” He flinched. “Those are ice cubes not hands!”

Laughing at his reaction you saw his change in demeanor that seemed to happen in a second.

“You know what I’ve always heard? Skin to skin contact is better for when you’re trying to regulate body temperature.”

“What on earth are you suggesting, Barnes,” you laughed.

“Here,” he said returning you both to your previous position, his arm across the back of the couch and your head resting on his shoulder. Gently he took one of your freezing hands, and you smiled seeing where he was getting at. He gently brought your hand to hover above his abs, and turned to look at you as if asking if you understood.

Slowly you let your hand creep under his shirt and giggled as he complained again at how cold it was.

“Right again,” you smiled after a few minutes. Your hand had gotten warm and you were feeling better than ever.

“Told you Im warm” you heard him repeat. 

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[cocofinny]

OH BOY

I DID IT

I HAD TO IM SORRY

a short little drabble cuz i just couldnt get it out of my head lol

based on this!

[titsuya]

HEY SAR! Congratulations on hitting 1K! proud of you! I would love to participate in your event hehe. I would like a Haikyuu matchup

Here are my details for the matchup:

Hello! I go by the name Ray on social platforms. I'm plus sized and 18 years old. I'm pansexual and female. My pronouns are She/They. I'm a Capricorn sun,Cancer Moon and Rising. My personality type is INTP- A 5w4

okay so I'm actually a very emotionally closed off person. I wasn't like this before but since a few months I find it a bit hard to sympathise with people who listen to their heart instead of their head? I'm also not very social. I'm pretty impatient but not all the time. My love language is physical touch but I'm literally touch starved lol. I'm kinda clingy if I'm close to someone and very jealous and insecure too ig(thanks to trauma).I don't really care what other people think of me. I'm cool about most of the things. I barely react to stuff. I'm very very very sarcastic. I kinda like my sense of humour too. I've been told that I have a dark humour. I enjoy scrolling on my phone most of the damn time actually and writing too if I'm in the mood. But when I'm not on my phone I'm either drawing or working out or watching anime or literally daydreaming.I absolutely hate parties until and unless it only involves 3 people. I have many favourite colours actually lol but I think Red tops it all. My ideal date is definitely an amusement park or a festival(food preferably). I like keeping hamsters/rabbits as pets but I've Never been allowed to lmao.

So yeah that's it! Thank you!

hi baby 🥰 thank you so much that means a lot i hope u like ur matchup :) <3

I MATCH YOU WITH

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

you guys are actually so good for each other. you have enough in common to where you can get along, but you have a lot of things you could disagree on. there’s a perfect balance between you two. you’ve taught him so much throughout the course of your relationship and now you can both make your dark humor jokes with each other :)))) <3

YOUR TROPE: i’m thinking… strangers but more like acquaintances to lovers (a little bit of angst right just because you both are kind of emotionally closed off— ur trope is complicated im sorry)

you only ever knew of him, really. he was a regular at your coffee shop, and you knew his as mr. “large black coffee, no cream, no sugar” ushijima. he didn’t really talk much to you and you the same. one morning, though, you had fell sick so couldnt go in for your normal morning shift. you didn’t think anyone would miss you much since you’d probably only be gone 2-3 days max. but unbeknownst to you, ushijima wakatoshi very much did notice. he didn’t say anything the first day, but when he got no, “bye ushijima! have a nice day,” with a smile and a sweet coffee instead of his regular, he was unhappy. he asked for you the next day and the day after that, but the day after he sees you and is like, “ray, where have you been?” you’re obviously confused bc you didn’t even know he knew your name and why he was even asking for you… but you explain that you’ve been sick and he says, “well, i missed you and your coffee,” completely deadpanned and you’re kinda nervous now, “i-it’s just black coffee…?” and he’s like, “yeah, but no one can make it like you can,” and you guys kinda just bloom from there (u know after u open up to each other) :) (im so sorry this is so long)

YOUR SONG: I THINK — tyler, the creator

i chose this song for you to elaborate on the angst of your trope. vulnerability is so hard for both of you but you both have such strong feelings for each other. you both have some things that are holding you back like people taking advantage of you or just past trauma, etc. hence the “i think im falling in love, this time i think its forreal” you get together in the end and realize you’re both worth more than you think <3

moodboard !!!

DRABBLE (the drabble is short omg im so sorry)

he was grasping your hand so tight you felt as if it may fall off. there was so much fear in his eyes, but you couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh.

“toshi, relax!” you yell over the creaking gears of the roller coaster you were currently on. “it’s fine, just keep holding my hand!”

it was kind of a mistake for you to say that because now you can’t even feel your hand. the pros of having one of the most powerful pro volleyball players as your boyfriend.

“if i die, just know i love you,” he says, bluntly. “and this is your fau—“ he’s cut off by his own gasp, the cart going down the steep hill.

you scream all filled with joy and adrenaline and look at wakatoshi to see that he looks like he’s about to pass out, but then you see the corner of his lips tug up… like he’s actually enjoying it.

“i love you more!” you scream, hoping he can hear you with the strong winds. he does, looking at you with a big grin, squeezing your hand once more.

[onlyjihoons]

downpour; b.j.y

a/n; based off downpour by ioi, here is a short fic i wanted to write hehe;; special thanks to the everyong squad, dain @pinksausageduo and angst queen aurora @mongniel for helping me out^^

also dedicated to @markcherrybaksu who is an unloyal rat

starting line:  “Will it stop now? These raindrops, these tears?”

synopsis: based off downpour(and Lonely by Sistar at the end), where your childhood sweetheart leaves your side to train to be an idol

warnings: rlly sad,, sorry baejin(and yes i couldnt find a suitable gif sorry)

genre: angst, fluff

length: | a paragraph | drabble length | a short story | your average essay of less than 10,000 words | a fic too long but too short for a part 2|

When this rain falls on my head I’ll get all wet even my heart Stay with me I still can’t be In the rain alone without you I’m still young, I’m still a bit scared Though I know it’ll stop soon I’m looking for you

“See you tomorrow!” Your friend waved goodbye to you as she boarded the bus.

You slouched into your posture, despite several warnings of your parents ringing through your head. Soon enough, a passing drizzle turned into a full downpour, raindrops pitter-pattering mercilessly against the pavement. You rummaged through your school bag for an umbrella, to your dismay, you couldn’t find it.

You swore at your carelessness, even replying a muffled “yes” to your mom this morning when she asked if you brought your umbrella. Even though the walk home was only 3 minutes away, you wanted to reach home quickly to study for your upcoming tests.

You decided to make a run for it, using your schoolbag as a makeshift umbrella. The rain pelted down heavily, drenching both your schoolbag and uniform. You couldn’t care less, your stomach was also growling at the lack of food in it. 

Just then, you felt almost no rain hitting your head anymore, you looked up, an umbrella was sheltering you. The owner of the umbrella was none other than your childhood sweetheart, Bae Jinyoung.

Bae Jinyoung. The name never failed to bring blush to your cheeks, reminiscing the day when he vowed to be your one and only boyfriend, at age 6. As the both of you grew older and knew the meaning of a crush, the both of you eventually were an official item. Nothing much changed, except more winks from the both of your parents and peers. Also added cuddles, and cute pecks.

“How many times have I told you to bring your umbrella?” Jinyoung whined, “You always forget them and it always rains when you do so.”

“It’s not my fault that it decides to rain when i don’t bring an umbrella?” You countered, only for Jinyoung to ruffle your damp hair.

“It’s okay, I’ll always be here to shelter you from the rain.” He smiled.

You shot him a loving smile, but deep inside, you knew Jinyoung wouldn’t be here forever for you.

You overheard a conversation between him and his parents earlier this week, about him being accepted into an entertainment company. He was ecstatic, and you felt happy for him. You couldn’t help but to feel sad, but he was on his way to achieving his dream he told you about. You hoped he could actually break the news to you, as his girlfriend. One day turned to two days and two days turned to three days. You gave up hoping, expecting the worst every second you’re with him.

Will it stop now? These raindrops, these tears?

I don’t want to get wet with rain And tremble with cold Some day, the cold rain Will become warm tears And fall down, It’s alright It’s just a passing downpour It’s just a passing downpour It’s how I feel After I met you, I haven’t lost The happy memories to the rain

You were now wrapped up in a warm blanket, a cup of hot chocolate in your hands. You leaned against the arm of the sofa, looking out of the window, the visual of falling raindrops were calming to you. 

“Is the rain that interesting?” Jinyoung’s deep voice sounded throughout the living room, making you look back at him.

“Yes,” you nodded, “if you didn’t know already, your girlfriend likes rainy days”

“I know she likes something else too.”

“What?”

“She loves this boy by the name of Bae Jinyoung, which is her boyfriend as well.” Jinyoung engulfed you in a loving hug, smiling against your cheeks.

You put your mug of hot chocolate against Jinyoung’s cheeks, making him move away slightly, “What was that for?”

“You’re sweeter than my hot chocolate.” You giggled, as a pout formed on his face.

The both of you stared into blank space, sighing at the same time.

“Jinyoung?”

“Hmm?”

“Are you going to be an idol soon?” You turned to face him, as he averted your gaze.

“N--no---”

“Don’t lie, I heard what you said to your parents about it,” You sniffed, “how long are you gonna hide it from me?”

“Look, Y/N, I really wanted to tell you later but since you asked, yes. I am.”

No wonder he was being all sweet today, you thought.

“But I promise you, I will still--”

“Until when are you gonna make empty promises, Jinyoung?” You felt hot tears stinging your eyes, “I really don’t want to keep waiting on nothing.”

Jinyoung hugged your small frame, “I will come back, Y/N, trust me.”

You pushed him away, “If I’m that insignificant to you, you could’ve told me. I would’ve left you alone to prepare yourself or something. You broke that last straw of mine, Jinyoung, I’m sorry.”

You stormed to your bedroom, slamming the door shut. You leaned against the wooden door, tears falling, as your body trembled at the lack of warmth, that Jinyoung gave you.

I’m getting all wet right now I don’t even have the strength to open an umbrella But we know Let me just cry for a moment As I lean on the rain So you won’t see our sad tears Now goodbye

2 years later

“See you tomorrow!” Your friend left your home, after completing a partner project which was due in a week. You didn’t like the feeling of being rushed, you felt sorry for making her do work ahead of schedule. You promised her, however, a day at the amusement park together after the semester ends.

Ever since Jinyoung left for C9 Entertainment, you got yourself a companion, a cute shiba inu by the name of Mickey. Mickey was a boy, a shy but active pure breed 5-month old shiba inu. Mickey was almost similar to Jinyoung in a way that he constantly craves attention from you. You weren’t complaining, Mickey would also comfort you by snuggling on your lap cutely and it would make your day instantly better.

It was a cool autumn evening, as you brought Mickey along to your evening walks. You realised evening walks made you calm, which resulted in higher productivity whenever you studied at night. The dried orange autumn leaves crunched beneath your shoes, an oddly satisfying sound in the cool weather.

Mickey would excitedly sniff at his surroundings, slightly pulling you around the neighbourhood park. Suddenly, the sky was downcast, gentle drizzles became a heavy downpour.

You scurried for a nearby shelter, dusting off water droplets which was absorbed by your oversized grey pullover. You took a seat on the stone bench, swinging your legs back and forth as Mickey hopped onto the empty seat beside you obediently.

You saw a boy clad in a black hoodie and mask approach you and Mickey, as he crouched down to pet Mickey. 

“He’s cute. What’s his name?” The boy’s eyes crinkled into an eyesmile, which you found extremely cute.

“His name is Mickey.” You smiled, “He’s 5 months old.”

The boy took off his mask, as you scanned his handsome features you realised it was a face you missed all too well...

Jinyoung.

You stood up quickly, dragging Mickey along with you. You draped on your hood and made a run for home. You were afraid, that if you were to communicate with Jinyoung anytime longer, you would be a crying mess in front of your ex boyfriend.

Like what happened 2 years ago, Jinyoung’s umbrella sheltered you from the rain. You could tell that Jinyoung lost alot of weight within the 2 years, his eyebags were much worse, same big eyes however, but his jawline was more defined. He grew taller, and was skinnier than he was 2 years ago.

“Y/N, I didn’t intend to spend my day off to see you run away from me.” He chuckled.

“I didn’t bring Mickey out for a walk to see you either,” You shot back, your heart aching at how hostile you were towards Jinyoung.

Jinyoung could only offer you a small smile, “I came because I missed you.”

“You only missed me after 2 years?” You snorted in disbelief, “That’s a very long time to miss someone, Jinyoung.”

“But I didn’t break my promise of coming back, did I?” Jinyoung raised his eyebrows as he countered.

“But you broke my trust, Jinyoung.” You teared up, “I thought we were honest with each other. You don’t know how many times I was caught in the rain, thinking that you will appear out of no where, like you always did, to shelter me from the rain.”

You used the sleeve of your sweater to dry your tears, “But you didn’t appear, and I would go home drenched, in the rain and my tears.”

Jinyoung’s face softened, as he attempted to hug you, as you flinched at his touch, “Don’t touch me, Jinyoung. We aren’t like what we were 2 years ago.”

“Y/N...”

“With time, everything will be forgotten, and so will you. That’s what’s really sad.” You placed one last peck on Jinyoung’s cheeks, as you ran away, with tears streaming down your face, from your childhood love, your first boyfriend, your first heartbreak.