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[selfloverrrrrr]

hii ! can you do a non-con fic where in gojo satoru as the reader's obsessive ex husband :pp

I actually loved this request!!!💕 Please do give me more like this if u can 💕... and hope you gonna like it 💗

Sudden meet~

Warnings : smut , heavy smut, unprotected sex, Noncon, Kidnapping, physical and emotional abuse, biting, size difference, Yandere Gojo, ex husband Gojo, stalking, protective, jealous, obsessive, manipulative....

Y/n's POV

We were both far too young when we were forced into an arranged marriage. It hadn’t been a good time. So, when I could divorce, Satoru signed the paper without blinking.

Now, though, years later. “Do you hangout at seedy bars in your free time?” he asked taking the seat next to me. "Oh... you " I said looking at him. "You’re so grown," he says quietly “You look… good.”. "well... thanks " I replied.

"How are you " I asked. “I’m doing well,” he said. He looked at me up and down. “You, on the other hand, you look wonderful” he said. I smiled at him. "How is mom, anyways" I asked. “She’s doing well,” he replied. "I see" I replied.

"How about you? In any relationship or married?" I asked taking another sip of my drink. “Not married, no, and most definitely not in any relationship,.....Not really looking for one either” he replied. "I see" I replied. "What about you?" He asked. "Same" I replied.

"You're making it real hard for a guy to resist you, you know that? You're in a place like this, and then you're wearing a dress like that" he said eyeing my body with a smirk. "Excuse me???" I said being shocked. "What? Don't like being noticed now, huh? Don't want a guy to stare at you a lil bit?" He said taking a sip of his drink.

"You're just as Playboy as you were " I said. "That's rich, coming from the girl who's in a bar dressed like that What kinda reaction did you expect walking around like this?" He said with a chuckle. "As I said....Fucking Playboy " I said and rolled my eyes.

"And you're walking around here in a dress like that....You're just asking for guys to lust over you, you know that?" He said roughly. "No I'm not... especially not yours" I said. "Oh? Is that so? Especially not me? Why's that? What's so special about me that you don't want me to look at you like that? What did I ever do to you, darling?" He asked with a smirk.

"What you did??? You are just a fucking Playboy who's always horney and you always used me for sex when we were married and when I asked you for devorce you gave me without any questions.... that proves that you used me as a sex toy" I said with grinded teeth.

"If that's what you want to think, go ahead. I'm not gonna stop you from believing that. But maybe you should consider the fact that I was just as forced into that marriage as you were We were both victims of our family's selfishness back then. I didn't have any more control over that marriage than you did." He said harshly.

"Yes we were in a forced marriage right? Then why did you always force me to have sex with you whenever you were horney if it was just a forced marriage????" I said. "I didn't force you to do anything....I asked and you agreed. Don't act like you never initiated. Don't act like you never enjoyed yourself during it." He said confidentiality as if that's what happened. "And we both know you were just as lonely as I was back then. Don't try to deny it." He said taking the last sip of his drink.

"Yes I agreed because what would've I said??? You were my husband and you were continuously asking for me sex" I said. "You could've said no. You could've refused. But you didn't..... We both did it because we wanted to, because it was nice to have something to relieve the loneliness. Don't make it out as if I guilted you into having sex with me." He said. He was telling those lies so confidently.

"Relieve our loneliness??? With sex???" I asked with shock. "Yes, sex. We were young, both of us, and we both craved affection and intimacy. Our families had forced us into this marriage, and we were stuck together with no say in the matter. So, yes, we relieved our loneliness through sex. It was easier, simpler than actually dealing with the feelings we had for each other. Don't act like you regret having sex with me." He said and smirked at me.

"And What about I said you to stop because it was hurting and you just kept doing it????" I asked leaning back. "Are you talking about the first time?...The very first time? Yes, I admit, I was too... Rough, perhaps. It was your first time, and I wasn't easy on you. But after that? You told me to stop because you didn't enjoy it, or because it was painful for you? I don't recall that happening." He said.

"oh...so That's what you think?" I said. "That's what I recall" he replied. I rolled my eyes. He smiled when I rolled my eyes. "Go on....What do you remember? Tell me, darling. I want to know what goes on in that pretty little head of yours" he said. "That you fucked me as if I'm nothing for you!" I replied. "We have very different memories then...I recall being gentle and caring. I recall making sure you were comfortable, and making sure you enjoyed yourself during it. I recall doing my absolute best to make you feel good. And I recall you enjoying it" he said leaning towards me.

I clenched my jaw with anger. "Actually you know what? Fuck yourself.... I'm glad that we're not married anymore" I said and stood up to leave. As I stood up my head started arching. And my vision started getting blurred. I fell on the floor. "Y/n? Are you okay??" I recognised Gojo's voice. I couldn't see anything. "You don't seem okay..." He said and picked me up. He started taking me towards his car and I fell unconscious. But who knew it was him who put the drug in my drink...

When I woke up I was in a room on a bed. I know this room....it was Gojo's personal bedroom. But why was I there? When I looked infront of me I saw Gojo. Standing there with a smirk on his face unbuttoning his shirt. I slowly pushed myself up on the bed. Then I realised my clothes were gone. My eyes widened.

"finally woke up?" He said. I pulled the cover on me. "What the hell??? Where's my clothes???" I asked. "Oh they were trying to separate us so I took it off" he replied climbing on the bed. I pulled the cover more. "Come on... don't act like I haven't seen anything before" he said and put his wait on me.

"get out of here" I said. "But darling....this is my room" he replied and he crashed his lips on mine. Kissing me roughly. Making me breathless. "You were asking about my mom.... she'll love to have a grandkid" he whispered.

Gojo started licking my nipple. His was so teasing. I moaned. He continued his teasing licking and sucking on my nipple. With his one hand he grabbed my other boob and squeezed it roughly. I screamed so loudly. When he was done playing with my nipples and boobs he got up and rubbed his fingers on my clit. " Gojo please...." I begged again but he didn't listen to me. He brought his face close to my pussy and licked it. "Now started begging already...?" He said with a smirk.

He took off his pants. His huge length was out now. My eyes widened at his length. It was too long and too thick. He grabbed his dick stroked it two or three times then lined it with my entrance. I began to panic. " Satoru Satoru no.... please no .... Satoru please no...." I begged him. "Shhh let's see who's memory was real" He whispered in my ear.

Gojo slowly pushed his whole length in but I screamed with pain. Then he started thrusting in and out. Thrusting became rougher and harder. I was screaming loudly. His huge dick was giving me too much pleasure with pain. He started giving me hickeys on my neck and chest. His thrusting gets faster and harder. My whole body was shaking. He was moaning too. The way his dick was touching my g-spot made my back arch. It didn't take much time and I came. As I came that smirk again played on his lips.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck....you don't know how much I've missed this tight pussy" he moaned in my ear. I felt his dick started throbbing inside me. I didn't have the power to speak. It was too much for me. When my warm walls clenched around him he moaned loudly. In a few minutes he came inside me. I could feel his seed spreading inside me. He slowly pull out and threw him beside me. He hugged me and pulled me closer to him and whispered....

"Turned out you were right.... and we're together again, right? Who cares if you agree or not" he said and chuckled.

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[daisies-daydreams]

Hey Daisy 💕💕

So your bio says your requests are open and I don’t remember you closing them but if they are, I’m so sorry, feel free to ignore this-

So I was thinking about Venom!Miguel and this goofy, high energy, upbeat reader who’s always giggling and smiling, even when Miggy’s being an ass

I just wanna req some fluff leading up to some smut, not slow slow burn but some build up where reader confesses to him and he’s like “wait what?” etc.

All the love for you sweetness

- 🪶

Me & U (Venom!Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader)

Pairing: Venom!Miguel x F!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut (with a pinch of angst) Tags: Miggy being an asshole, Swearing, Slight Slapstick, Love Confessions, Making Out, Monster Fucking (?), Oral Sex (F!Receiving - Venom/Miguel uses his tongue 😛), Nipple Play, Dirty Talk, Pet Names, Innuendo, Couch Sex, Mentions of Birth Control, Unprotected P in V Sex (you know the drill), Doggy Style, Missionary Position, Slight Bondage, Multiple Orgasms, Creampie Word Count: 5k+ 18+ Banner by @cafekitsune A/N: Ugh, I love love love writing for Venom! characters 🤭🫠 Thank you for your sweet words love and I hope you enjoy! Song Suggestion: Me & U (Cassie)

Your eyes instantly lit up when your neighbor, Miguel O’Hara, opened his door.

“Hi, Miguel!” you chirped happily, nearly dropping the Tupperware of soup in your hands. You gasped before two strong hands cupped beneath yours. Heat filled your cheeks as you slowly gazed up, your noses so close they nearly brushed against each other. Miguel cleared his throat before he quickly stood up, his shadow casting over your entire body.

“Is that for me?” your neighbor asked in his usual gruff voice as he cocked a brow. It took you a few seconds for his words to register. Were his eyes always ruby red? Oh my God...he is a vampire?! That would be so hot, well, hotter than-

"Hello? (Y/N)," your neighbor called before snapping his fingers. You shook your head.

“Hm? Oh! Yes, this is for you,” you grinned and shifted the Tupperware in your arms. “I just thought I'd give you some of my homemade chicken noodle soup. I made too much and didn't want it to go to waste," you explained as you held the Tupperware out to him. Miguel raised his brows as he glanced down, his rough fingertips grazing over yours as he took the soup with an exhausted expression.

"Thanks," he simply replied. You gave him a bright grin as your heart skipped a beat.

"You're welcome! I was also wondering if-"

You flinched when he suddenly slammed the door in your face. You continued to hold your finger up as your smile remained.

"...you wanted to go see a movie," you murmured out the last part. Your grin faltered a bit as you started to trudge back to your apartment, your footsteps feeling a bit heavier than before...

+++

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?” Venom rumbled inside Miguel’s head. The massive man tensed when the Symbiote suddenly spoke.

"What?" he blinked. Venom grumbled.

"YOU JUST SLAMMED THE DOOR IN HER FACE!" the alien nearly screeched. Miguel grimaced as he set the Tupperware in the fridge, the corners of his mouth turned down as he felt his blood pressure rise.

"She knows I'm busy - I'm sure she understands," the man replied as he closed the fridge door. Venom scoffed.

"YOU WOULD THINK THAT A GROWN-ASS HUMAN WOULD HAVE SOME DECENT MANNERS," the Symbiote huffed. Miguel clenched his jaw. “YOU SHOULD GO APOLOGIZE,” Venom added. The corners of Miguel’s mouth curved down as he pinched his brows.

“Like I’m gonna let myself get lectured by a vulgar, carnivorous parasite,” he grunted. Miguel gasped as his head shot forward and slammed against the fridge. The man hissed and rubbed the aching spot on his forehead.

“OOPS,” Venom snickered. Miguel sighed and shook his head, his forehead still pulsating with pain.

“Damn symbiote,” he muttered as he rummaged through his cabinets for some ibuprofen. Miguel groaned as he chugged some water before popping the pills. A small, brightly colored note caught his eye as he rubbed his temples. He furrowed his dark brows before picking it up, his scarlet eyes scanning over the small piece of paper:

“It's been pretty chilly out - hope this soup helps warm you up!

<3 (Y/N)”

Miguel's pained expression wavered as he clenched his fist.

God, he really was an asshole, wasn't he?

"YES, YOU WERE," Venom commented.

"¡Cállate parásito!" Miguel snapped [Shut up, parasite!].

"JUST BECAUSE YOU SAY IT IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE DOESN'T CHANGE THE MEANING!" the Symbiote growled. Miguel blew him off as he quickly grabbed his coat. "HOLD ON A SECOND - WHERE ARE WE GOING?" the alien questioned. The tall man grabbed his wallet and keys before opening his front door.

"I'm going to go apologize to (Y/N)...but I need to grab something that'll hopefully help me," he stated.

A Half-An Hour Later...

You blinked when you opened your door.

“Miguel?” you asked. The man’s eyes widened as he gazed upon your face mask.

“I-uh-I’m sorry if I’m interrupting anything,” your neighbor grunted while rubbing the back of his neck. You were thankful the mask hid the blush that dusted your cheeks.

“No! No, it’s okay,” you giggled as you leaned against the doorframe. “What can I do for you?” you continued. You didn’t miss the way Miguel looked you up and down: your body clad in a tight-fitting tank top and comfy shorts. He swallowed thickly before clearing his throat.

“I…I just wanted to give you this,” he said while holding out a white, plastic bag. You raised your brows as you took it from him, your mouth instantly watering as the smell of freshly fried food filled your nostrils.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to do that!” you chirped while reaching forward for a hug. Miguel hesitantly took a step back, his brows scrunched together as he looked away.

“I just…I wanted to say I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting towards you,” he muttered while rubbing the back of his head. You looked up at your neighbor before glancing down at the bag. It was so adorable seeing a brute of a man acting so sheepishly. Miguel shifted his gaze when you hummed.

“It’s okay, I know work has been super stressful for you,” you replied. His eyes softened as he let his hand fall back to his side. “Still, it’s not excuse for me to act like an asshole towards you,” Miguel sighed. Your smile faltered as you watched him stand there idly. You bit your lip as you clutched the bag.

“You know, it’ll be pretty hard for me to finish all of these things while they're still fresh,” you began. You noticed a small spark in Miguel’s eyes as he tilted his head. “Would you like to come in and have some?” you asked while slightly leaning your hip against the doorframe. His eyes widened slightly as he tensed.

“I don’t want to impose or anything,” Miguel frowned before coughing into his fist. You pursed your lips before giggling.

“Venom, would you like some?” you asked while resting a hand on your other hip. Miguel immediately launched forward, his massive body looming over yours as Venom’s face appeared beside his.

“YOU DON’T HAVE TO ASK US TWICE!” the alien beamed, his glossy, jagged teeth on full display as he flashed you a cheeky grinned. You chuckled and gave his head a small pat, the slick texture of his form not bothering you in the slightest.

“Come on in, then,” you replied while nodding your head inside your apartment.

“WITH PLEASURE,” Venom said as he forced Miguel to stomp into your humble abode. The walls were practically rattling as he clumsily strolled over to your couch and plopped himself down. You chuckled as you followed behind him, setting the bag down on the coffee table.

“Sorry, just gotta freshen up a little bit,” you said while motioning towards your face. Miguel smiled softly and nodded, his demeanor a bit more relaxed as he leaned against the couch cushion.

“Okay. I’ll make sure Venom doesn’t eat everything,” he hummed. You giggled and gave a quick nod before rushing to the bathroom.

“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod,” you screamed internally as you sped towards the sink. You washed off the mask as quickly as you could before releasing your hair from its messy bun. You rapidly put on a few strokes of mascara and adjusted your tank-top to show just a bit of your cleavage. You gave a firm nod at your reflection before padding back into the hall. You froze and laughed as you watched Miguel swat at one of Venom’s tendrils as it reached for the bag.

“I see you boys have kept yourselves entertained,” you hummed as you sauntered over to the couch. The dim lighting of your living room lamp drew out Miguel’s rugged features: every curve and dip of his muscles defined by dark shadows and soft light.

“Sorry it took me a bit,” you sighed while sinking into the cushion next to him. You watched as his eyes flicked up and down your body, particularly lingering on your chest.

“You’re fine,” he replied while clearing his throat. You beamed before pulling out the Styrofoam box. The two of you sighed as steam wafted up from the golden empanadas, the crisp texture of the crust already making your stomach rumble.

The room was filled with the sounds of quiet munching before Venom appeared. His maw was curled into his usual grin as he swiped his long, wet tongue across his teeth. You chuckled and held out another pastry, the creature devouring the food in one whole bite. You laughed as crumbs rained onto your lap before the symbiote receded back into his host.

Soon, your bellies were full as the sun dipped past the glowing Nueva York skyline. You squeezed your hands in your lap as you held your breath for a moment.

“Miguel?” you piped up. The tall man beside you grunted, his eyes closed and head tilted back. Despite the bags hanging beneath his eyes, he just looked so peaceful and relaxed for once. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you shifted on your cushion.

“There’s…there’s something I’ve been meaning to talk to you about for a while now,” you continued. He slowly opened his scarlet eyes, his gaze soft and half-lidded as he stared at you.

Oh, God.

You bit in the inside of your cheek as you took a deep breath.

“I…I like you,” you muttered quietly. You felt him shift beside you.

“What was that?” the burly man asked. You felt your throat grow tight as your cheeks burned. You whipped your head over and gazed right into his eyes.

“I-I said that I like you,” you said a bit louder. Miguel’s features softened as he parted his lips. You squirmed beneath his gaze as you squeezed your hands together. Miguel remained quiet by your side. "I know it's sudden, b-but, I just felt like if I didn't say it now, then I would've never gotten it out. I'm sorry," you sighed while averting his gaze. You heard Miguel take another deep breath as he rubbed his hand over his mouth before letting it fall into his lap. He let out a small huff of a chuckle.

"You're gonna be the death of me, you know that?" he said with a lopsided grin. Your eyes widened.

"W-What do you mean?" you breathed. Venom's head suddenly formed by Miguel's shoulder.

"OH FOR GOD'S SAKE! WOULD THE TWO OF YOU JUST FUCK ALREADY?!" the alien whined. Your jaw drop as Miguel's nostrils flared.

"Get back inside me!" he shouted. Venom snickered at Miguel's phrasing, causing the man's cheeks to burn a bright red. "You know what I mean!" he yelled, his voice cracking at the last word.

"WHATEVER YOU SAY, DARLING~" the Symbiote hummed in a sing-song voice before retracting back into Miguel. The man before you rolled his eyes before shaking his head.

"Sorry about that," Miguel said with a tired, apologetic smile. You chuckled and shook your head.

"It's fine," you said with a dismissive hand-wave. You bit your lip.

"So...do you really like me back?" you asked breathlessly. Miguel raised his thick, dark brows as he pursed his lips. He cleared his throat and planted both feet on the floor.

"I...I do," he said with a sideways grin while averting his gaze. You squealed happily and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. Miguel placed a hand on the small of your back, rubbing it soothingly.

"You have no idea how excited I am! We're gonna go on SO many cute dates. We could take a romantic trip on the Lunar Train - oh! Or have brunch at a beach house in Amagansett-" you began to ramble off a list of dates you imagined with Miguel, not caring if they sounded stupid or not. You blinked when the man by your side gently placed his hand over your mouth, his palm enveloping over the lower half of your face.

"(Y/N), as fun as those things sound...I'd like to maybe start with taking you out to a nice dinner. Would that be alright?" he asked. You nodded, a muffled "mhm" heard beneath his palm. Miguel's smile grew as he slowly withdrew his hand.

"-and we could also go on a rowboat in Central Park," you continued. Miguel laughed and shook his head. "What?" you giggled. The tall man sighed as he slung one of his muscular arms around the back of the couch.

"I've never met anyone who talks as much as you do," he stated. Your smile faltered.

"Is...Is that a bad thing?" you asked while shifting in your seat. Miguel smiled and shook his head.

"No, no. In fact, I think it's pretty endearing hearing someone talk about something they're passionate about," he sighed. You tilted your head as he paused. "That spark you get in your eye...it's what drew me to you in the first place," he confessed while rubbing his chin. Your eyes lit up as you hugged him tightly, causing him to groan.

"I'm just so excited. It's...been a while since I've been in a relationship," you said while tucking some hair behind your ear. Miguel hummed softly.

"Really? How long?" he asked. You froze in place as your eyes widened.

"Oh, hermosa," Miguel cooed, clearly reading through your silent response. You sighed and leaned back, your arms withdrawing from his sides as you frowned. "Hey, look at me," he said softly. You slowly brought your gaze up to his eyes, your heart fluttering as he cupped your cheek. "You're a beautiful, kind woman. I'd be happy to be in a relationship with you," he murmured softly. Your heart melted right there as you gazed into his eyes.

"Really?" you murmured. Miguel smiled and nodded before sucking in a sharp breath.

"Really. And you know..." Miguel trailed off as he shifted on the couch. "Maybe Venom's suggestion from earlier...wasn't terrible," he muttered while tilting his head side to side. Your heart skipped a beat at his words as you squeezed your thighs together.

"You mean, you wanna..." you trailed off and made some gestures with your hands. Miguel nodded slowly as his cheeks continued to fill with pink. You gasped as he shifted even closer to you, his other hand gently cupping your knee.

"I've...I've wanted you for so long. Too long," he sighed softly as he squeezed your knee. "And now, all I want to do is make up for lost time and show you how much I want to be with you...hermosa," Miguel breathed, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear [beautiful]. You arched your back as a shiver ran down your spine.

"Mmm, Miguel, p-please. I want to feel you," you sighed as you squirmed beside him. Miguel grinned softly as he leaned forward and nipped along your jaw.

"Just relax, princesa. I'll make sure to take good care of you," he purred lowly while gently pushing you onto your back and climbing on top of you. Your walls clenched at the sound of his husky rumble, your legs parting on their own as you swallowed thickly. Miguel's large, warm hands dipped beneath your tank-top, his palms eagerly cupping your breasts as you moaned.

"O-Oh," you gasped as he smoothed his thumbs over your perky, sensitive nipples. You bit your lip and mewled as his lips traveled closer to your own, his hips slowly lowering against yours with a deep sigh.

"I can't wait to taste the rest of you, princesa," Miguel groaned before he gently nibbled on your bottom lip. Your fingers smoothed through his thick, dark locks as you parted your lips. The living room was filled with your combined moans as he crashed his plump lips against yours, his hands squeezing your breasts as he slowly rolled his hips against your clothed sex.

"O-Oh fuck Miguel," you panted. Miguel raised his brows as he chuckled lowly.

"I didn't know someone as sweet as you could have such a dirty mouth," he snickered before gently pinching your nipples. You squealed as your mouth shot open. Your eyes widened as Miguel's tongue quickly dove into your wet cavern, his muscle tenderly massaging yours as he rubbed your hardened buds between his digits. Your hungry moans filled his mouth as your tongues passionately danced in circles. Both of you panted heavily as he pulled back for air, your lips glossy with combined spit.

"God, you sound so hot when you make those noises," he grunted before diving back in. You closed your eyes as you soaked in the taste of his tongue against yours, your heart pounding in your ears as you sighed deeply. Miguel groaned as he slowly lifted your shirt above your head, peeling the clothing off before tossing it aside. Your cheeks were flush as he pulled back, his eyes hungrily drinking in the sight of your exposed breasts. You frowned and looked away before he dipped his fingers beneath your chin, turning your face back towards him.

"Please, don't look away. I want to see all of you," he whispered with the softest expression you've ever seen. Your heartbeat faltered as a small smile formed over your face. "Ahí está mi mujer bonita," Miguel chuckled quietly as his fingertips traced along your jaw before dipping between the valley of your breasts [There's my pretty woman].

Your eyes nearly rolled back as your body began to melt at his feather-light touch.

"M-Miguel," you panted breathlessly. Miguel hummed as he gently nipped and kissed along the side of your neck.

"Hm?" he sighed, his hot breath falling over a wet spot on your skin. Your heart pounded against your ribcage as you gulped.

"Can you...can you finger me?" you said with a strained voice. Miguel's eyes widened slightly before he gave you a small smirk.

"Of course, hermosa," he chuckled before suckling on your pulse. Your body jolted at the sweet suction against your skin before he lapped over the fresh hickey. "Do you want me to use my mouth, too?" Miguel whispered. You had to stop a moan escaping your throat as his question shook you to the core.

"Y-Yes please," you whined. Miguel's smirk widened even more.

"You're so polite," he chuckled. You raised your brows and playfully flicked his shoulder. Miguel winced. "Now why would you hurt a gentle giant like me, hm?" the man above you quipped with a raised brow. You giggled and rolled your eyes.

"Watch out - I might spank you if you get sassy again," you winked. Miguel chuckled as he tugged at your pajama shorts.

"Promise, Mami?" he said in a low, husky voice [Mommy]. Your cheeks burned at the petname as you looked away. Miguel's chest rose and fell as he burst out laughing. "Hey, don't dish out what you can't serve," he purred before pulling your thin shorts and panties down your legs. You gasped as your slick pussy was on full display for him. Miguel licked his lips as he leaned his head down.

"W-Wait!" you yelped. His head shot back up as his eyes widened.

"What's wrong, (Y/N)?" he asked as his brows furrowed. You blushed as you held your breath.

"I...I had guys say that I tasted funny, so-" you instantly stopped talking as he shoved his face into your cunt, sniffing it deeply. Your jaw dropped as you felt the tip of his nose nudge against your puffy clit. "W-What are you doing?!" you gulped. You felt him smile against your slick labia before he flicked the tip of his tongue out. Your legs shook around his head as your hips snapped forward.

"Oh my god, you taste so fucking sweet," Miguel groaned before licking a bold stripe up your juicy slit. You moaned and threw your head back as he painted long, languid strokes up and down your folds.

"S-Shit Miguel," you groaned as your hips mindlessly rubbed against his face. Miguel's eyes locked with yours as he snaked his arms around your thighs, his face glued to your gushing cunt. A gasp left your puffy lips as he puckered his lips around your swollen bundle of nerves, your hole puckering against his chin as a loud moan erupted from your throat.

"Let me hear you, Mami," Miguel whispered, his lips tenderly caressing your clit before he wetly swirled his tongue around the sensitive button. Your head began to spin as he gently nudged two of his thick fingers against the rim of your aching entrance. "Let me hear all those sweet, beautiful noises you make," he groaned before slowly pushing his fingers inside your pulsing walls. Your jaw went slack as you already felt filled by his girthy digits.

"O-Oh my-" your throat tightened as you felt every curve and divot of his fingers caressed the inside of your velvety cunt.

"Yes, that's it. That's my good girl," Miguel rumbled as he slowly pumped his digits inside your stretched out hole. Your pussy clenched around his digits as he lapped at your clit, the tip of his tongue flicking over your swollen button. "Taking my fingers so well," he breathed before planting a sloppy kiss over your cunt. The delicious drag of his fingers inside your tight walls mixed with the sweet suction of his lips drew another loud whine out of your throat.

"Fuck Miguel!" you screamed as your cunt gushed around his thick digits. Your eyes shot open when he licked over your clit again, but this time, his tongue felt strangely different. Your eyes grew impossibly wider as you looked down. Miguel's mouth was replaced with Venom's, though it was still his own scarlet eyes staring into your own. You felt a whirlwind of emotions as your legs remained spread before the amalgamation before you.

"W-What-" your lips remained parted as he squeezed your legs, a low rumble rising from his throat as he swiped his tongue back and forth across your wetness. Your strangled moan rose through the room as you felt something slick begin to slide over your legs and abdomen. Your eyelids fluttered as Venom's tendrils began to eagerly rub your hardened nipples as he lashed the tip of his tongue over your needy clit.

Miguel's eyes flashed with red before he quickly ripped his fingers from your now gaping hole. You shot your head up before he quickly replaced his digits by shoving his long, lithe tongue deep inside your plush pussy.

"H-Holy fuck," you panted and bucked your hips forward as you saw a bulge grow in your lower belly, the tip of his new tongue grazing over your soft cervix. Your toes curled as he arched his slick muscle inside your walls, spreading them open with a wet squelch.

"B-Baby," you moaned as you tugged on his hair. Miguel groaned, his voice much deeper and gutteral than usual as he began to slowly thrust his tongue deep inside your tight, warm cavern. Your moans could've shaken the couch as you felt his tongue stroke each and every inch of your tender walls. Each of your nerve endings lit up with pleasure as Venom's tentacles stroked your nipples and puffy clit, the steady drag of his lithe muscle making your walls flutter.

"Miguel, f-fuck, I-I'm gonna cum!" you groaned as you ground your hips against his face. You felt his grip on your legs tighten as he thrusted his tongue even faster, the tendrils wrapped around your breasts and clit now rapidly massaging them.

"A-AH!" you screamed as your hips snapped forward. Your body tensed beneath his grip as he thrusted his entire tongue deep inside your pulsing sex. You moaned and babbled his name as you rolled your hips forward, your warm juices gushing all over his tongue and dripping down his chin as you violently came.

Miguel's eyelids fluttered as a gutteral moan left his parted lips.

"F-Fuck," you murmured as your legs shivered in his grasp, your walls still fluttering as he stuffed you full with his tongue. You panted heavily as you came down from your high, your body glowing in a thin sheen of sweat. A soft whine escaped you as Miguel slowly withdrew his long tongue, the feeling of emptiness quickly rushing into your needy cunt. Your dismay was quickly replaced with pleasure as he slowly licked all the way from the stretched-out rim of your entrance to your swollen, over-sensitive clit.

You mewled as your hips shot up, a small grin forming over Miguel's face as Venom's tongue began to slowly withdraw. Your thighs trembled against his ears as he pressed a gentle kiss to your bundle of nerves. You moaned softly as he locked eyes with you, his gaze tender and lit with an insatiable desire as he slowly pulled his lips back. A string of spit and slick connected his mouth to your weeping sex before he licked his plump lips.

"How are you feeling?" he panted heavily as the tentacles around your breasts rested against your nipples. You swallowed thickly and shifted beneath him, your head still spinning with pure bliss.

"G-Good, really good," you breathed. Miguel cracked another smile before he gently kissed your stomach.

"Do you think you can do another round?" he murmured against your skin. Your heart skipped a beat as you drew in a sharp breath.

"I-I think so. Just give me a second," you said as you tried to prop yourself up on your forearms. Miguel sighed and laid several lazy kisses over your abdomen, his teeth gently pinching the skin every now and then.

"When this is over, I'm taking you out to a proper dinner," he rumbled, his hands gently rubbing and squeezing your hips. The tips of your ears burned.

"R-Really?" you murmured with a wide grin. Miguel's crimson eyes sparkled as he gave you a soft smile.

"Of course. While I do think we're doing things a little backwards...I honestly don't really care at this point," he chuckled while massaging the flesh of your hips. You bit your lip and released a small moan. "I want to do all the things I should've done, and that includes taking you to a nice restaurant," he grinned. You blushed even more as your smile grew.

"O-Okay. But none of those fancy places where they only serve you, like, a tablespoon of food," you warned with a playful smirk. Miguel chuckled and nodded.

"Deal," he smiled and rested his chin on your stomach. "Now...about our next round..." Miguel continued with a mischievous grin.

You gasped as a new pair of tendrils flipped you around. Your breasts and stomach squished against the plush couch cushions as your ass wiggled in the air. You arched your back as Miguel's palms smoothed over the globes of your bum, a low groan heard behind you. You squeaked as he gave your bum a small spanking before spreading your cheeks apart.

"Mmm look at you, you're practically dripping from before," Miguel grunted as he spread your labia apart with his fingers, thick strings of your juices and his spit stretching between your lower lips. You squealed as a rush of adrenaline swept through your body, your core already aching to be touched again.

"Miguel..." you breathed and wiggled your hips. The man above you chuckled softly as you heard him unzip his pants. A jolt of electricity shot through you as you soon felt something hot and wet slap against the crevice of your ass, a drop of precum gliding over your skin as he groaned.

"God, I can't wait to be inside you," Miguel rumbled as he slowly dragged his thick, veiny cock between your supple cheeks. You whined as he grabbed his dick and slotted it between your thighs, his shaft gliding along your slit and spreading the mess to your legs. You gasped as you felt his burning tip rub against your needy clit, your head reeling with mind-numbing pleasure. You moaned and shifted your ass back against his lean abs, the slick sound of him rubbing his erect cock under your folds making your head spin even more.

"Miguel, please. I-I need you," you moaned. You could practically feel him grin as he leaned against your trembling form.

"Do you want me to use a condom?" he whispered huskily as he nipped at your ear. You parted your lips and shook your head.

"N-No, I'm on birth control," you reassured him in a low whisper. He grinned against the shell of your ear before angling his hips against your rear. You moaned as you felt his tip nudge at the tight rim of your entrance, your body trembling with pure, carnal need.

"Just take some deep breaths for me, okay princesa?" Miguel whispered as he smoothed his hands over your hips. You nodded and swallowed a deep breath of air. You felt him smile against your skin as he slowly pushed inside your weeping hole.

"Fuck!" you gasped and gripped the cushion as you felt his thick, round tip start to spread your gummy walls apart. His low moan made you shake with bliss as you felt him inch inside your pussy, your walls gripping him deliciously as you breathed his name. Miguel's grip on your hips grew tighter with every inch of his thick cock that was swallowed by your warmth.

"S-So tight, hermosa," he swallowed thickly. Both of you gasped when his sharp hips met with your ass, the fullness inside your tight cunt making your back arch impossibly more. You heard him swallow again as Venom's tentacles began to gently rub your nipples again. You mewled as the slick tendrils wrapped around your hard buds and twisted them ever so slightly.

"Mmm, that's it," Miguel whispered as he slowly pulled his hips back. Your jaw went completely slack as he snapped them forward, his tip roughly kissing your cervix.

"A-Ah!" you mewled loudly as he continued the steady pace of slowly pulling out, only for his hips to slap against you as he bottomed out each time. The couch creaked as his rhythm began to increase, his heavy balls now wetly slapping against your clit with every snap of his hips.

"Miguel, ohhh god r-right there," you slurred, your mind completely drunk on the feeling of his cock massaging your velvety walls. You threw your head back as you felt his thick tip rub against your spongey g-spot, your cunt pulsing around his hard cock as a wave of pleasure washed over you.

"You feel so good, (Y/N). Your pussy wraps around me so perfectly," he whispered before capturing your earlobe between his lips, suckling on it lightly. You whined as the tentacles and his cock began to move even faster, your heart pounding in your sternum as your pussy began to feel tighter and tighter. "Shit, gripping s-so good," Miguel groaned, his chest flush against your upper back as his cock rubbed each and every part of your leaking cunt.

"Miguel, i-if you keep going this fast, I'm g-gonna cum," you tried to warn him. Your breath hitched as he suckled on the spot behind your ear, his fingernails digging into the soft skin of your hips as he growled lowly.

"Good," he rumbled, his voice much more raspy and feral than before. You felt Venom's tendrils squeeze your breasts as another two grabbed your waist. You squealed as you were flipped around, the room around you blurring before you were face to face with Miguel. You had no time to think about the tentacles sprouting from his back before your arms were pinned above your head by the writhing appendages. Your heart raced as the tentacles from before lapped and curled around your nipples, another one gently massaging your bundle of nerves as Miguel pounded into your pretty pussy.

"Ay dios mío, eres tan p-perfecta," Miguel groaned gutturally, his hot breath cascading over your face [Oh my God, you're so perfect]. You moaned as he captured your lips in a heated, sloppy kiss, the sound of skin wetly slapping against skin loudly echoing through your living room. Your breathing was growing more and more ragged with every drag of his cock and swipe of the tendrils, your heartbeat growing louder and louder inside your ears as you felt the muscles in your lower stomach start to quickly wind together.

"M-Miguel!" you screamed as white flashed across your vision. You shivered beneath him as your pussy squirted all along his abs, your body and mind torn apart in the riptide of pure, unbridled ecstasy. "Mmm yes," you slurred, your head reeling as stars danced in your line of sight. You mewled as Miguel locked lips with you again, his nostrils flaring as he playfully flicked his tongue against yours.

"That's my good girl, cumming around my c-cock," Miguel's breath faltered as your pussy hugged him in an impossibly tight grip. It wasn't long before his thrusts began to grow even faster and sloppy. "S-Shit. Where do you want me?" he asked in a low rumble. You whined and thrashed beneath him.

"Inside!" you moaned as your back arched off the couch. A deep groan reverberated within Miguel's chest as he slammed his hips down for the last time. Both of you moaned as you felt his cock twitch inside your puffy cunt, his cum flooding every inch of your slick heat. The tendrils around your body squeezed you tightly as Miguel closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing as his cock continued to pulse deep inside you.

He swallowed thickly before slowly pulling out; a loud, wet "pop" ringing in your ears and making you shake. You panted heavily, the tentacles slowly withdrawing from your goose-bump riddled skin and back to Miguel's heaving form. You slowly brought a hand up to Miguel's cheek, smiling warmly.

"Thank you," you said breathlessly. Miguel's brows shot up as he let out a small chuckle.

"For what?" he whispered before pecking your lips, his strong arms now wrapped around your smaller form. You sighed as you gently smoothed your thumb over his cheek, soaking in the feeling of his warm body pressed against yours.

"For making my dream come true," you whispered. A small hint of pink dusted Miguel's cheeks as his smile softened. He gently kissed your forehead as he stroked your sides.

"You're welcome, hermosa," he whispered back and held you close.

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[starrypen]

hello! i hope you're having a nice day 💕

also, i just fell in love w the way you write, and was wondering if i can request for an specific scenario!! you and jake are friends and have feelings for each other but no one confesses until you end up hooking up at a party 🤨 i thought abt this the whole day but i just know you're gonna write it better! please, and thank you 💗

⋇⊶⊰ BOUND TO HAPPEN ⊱⊷⋇

pairing: crush!jake x fem!reader

genre: smut

summary: a dull college party brings you and your crush closer than ever before. if you cum, you agree to be his girlfriend.

warnings: mentions of alcohol, pet names, oral (receiving), squirt, dom!jake, 2.3k words

a/n: thank u so much for your compliments and for your request <3 i don’t really go to parties so i’m not sure it’s tooooo realistic/accurate, im sorry!!

“i think i just saw jake and his friends walk up your driveway,” you frantically patted at your friends’ arms, waiting, rather impatiently, for one of them to admit that they invited him without telling you.

“it’s cool, y/n, i invited jay and you know that they can’t be separated,” raya’s hand found yours as she spoke. she gave it a tight squeeze before dropping it as three boys walked straight into her kitchen.

“hey, where’s the party at?” one of jay’s friends asked, placing a crate of beer onto the counter. “where is everyone?”

“i said 10,” raya replied, “but who actually arrives at 10?”

“true,” jay responded, continuing the conversation by asking about who he was expecting to see here.

you couldn’t make out any names, all your focus was on the boy to his right. jake. he gave you a friendly smile and a slight wave, one that beckoned you over to him. you grabbed a bottle of beer from the kitchen counter on your way over to him and extended it towards him. he took it with a ���thank you,” before grabbing his keys from his jacket pocket and opening the cap. “how have you been? i haven’t seen you in so long,” he joked, knowing you’d shared a lecture together that morning.

“ugh so stressed, there’s this one guy in my class, he’s so annoying!” you snarked back, “jake, i think his name is.”

“nah, i heard he’s super smart and hot, a distraction if anything,” he took a swing of his beer. you mimicked, taking a sip of your drink too. “fuck, what is this shit, tastes rancid!” he pulls it away from his face to read the label, “0%, who brought alcohol free beer to a party?” his eyes landed on the friend of jay’s that had come in shouting, he clicked his tongue and muttered something under his breath. “i genuinely have no idea who that guy is, and i don’t think jay does either,” he laughed, whispering closely into your ear. your hand gripped his arm naturally as he spoke, you were barely able to concentrate on what he said, knowing he was so close to you right now.

“you seriously don’t know him?” you snapped your head around to get another look at the guy, “shouldn’t we like, tell him to leave?”

“nah, no point, looks like he’s already found someone to defend him,” he points over towards the guy again, whose tongue is down raya’s throat.

it’s midnight. the downstairs of raya’s house is full of people, mostly students from your college but some you don’t even recognise. over the last two hours, you realised that the guy who came in with jay and jake was actually the dj that raya had been sleeping with for the past month. he was loud and obnoxiously extroverted, and worst of all, pretty bad at djing.

a hand on the small of your back took you away from the conversation you were having with some people you knew from campus. “we’re playing truth or dare,” jay explained, guiding you to the kitchen, where, thankfully, the music was quieter.

“nah, not really for me,” you replied, turning back on yourself, when you noticed jake. “oh, are you playing?” you asked him, ready to change your mind.

“are you?” he asked back.

“no, she’s being boring!” jay answered for you, leaving you with nothing more to add than an awkward smile.

instead of barging back in on the conversation you were just having with your other friends, you headed to the bathroom upstairs. jake followed quietly. as you went to shut the door, jake slipped into the bathroom with you, only realising once he was actually in the room with you that you probably came in here to use the toilet.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t think this was the uh-” he stuttered his way through the sentence, trying to shut and cover his eyes for no reason.

“no it’s okay i didn’t come in here to,” you coughed in place of the word, “i’m just here to get away from that lot,” you pointed to the floor.

“honestly,” his hand scratched at the back of his head, “i’m kinda bored of this party.”

“me too,” you responded, a little too excitedly as if this was a groundbreaking opinion that you had in common. “shall we go to raya’s room and talk for a bit? or just sit on our phones without being pestered to play some stupid drinking game?”

“yeah, i actually need to tell you something anyway,” he agreed with a shy smile, shuffling into the smallest space possible to let you unlock the door and lead the way, “she won’t mind, right?”

“no, she’s cool with whatever,” you shrug, twisting the door handle and walking into the disaster she calls a room. “don’t mind the mess, 3 girls had to get changed in here earlier!” you explain, as if he’d understand. you propped yourself against her headboard and threw all of the random clothes into the floor. you scurried your feet under the blanket folded at the end of her bed. he joined you after taking off his jacket, resting his head on her pillow, his hands clasped together on his torso. “what did you need to tell me?” you rolled onto your side, your hand sandwiched between your cheek and a pillow.

“oh,” he rolled over to face you, “that guy, leo, he’s the dj.”

your heart sank as he told you, you were kind of hoping for more, and it was definitely clear on your face.

“and also that you look pretty tonight,” he smiled, his hand at your hip, “you always look pretty in fact, i think about how pretty you are all the time.”

you hide your face by burying it into the pillow, “i thought those beers were 0%?”

“i’m being serious y/n,” he clarifies.

you look back at him again. his eyes are filled with sincerity, but it’s hard for you to remain focused on them when your eyes keep falling to his lips. you reassured yourself that it was okay, his eyes were doing the same.

“can i kiss you?” he asks, taking his hand from your hip in favour of tucking a strand of your straightened hair behind your ear.

as he leaned closer, you felt his thumb graze over your lobe a few times. “please,” you whispered.

it seemed to take forever for your lips to finally come together, but when they did, it was everything you’d imagined it to be. he took your bottom lip between his own, enclosing his lips around it more harshly with each kiss. it wasn’t long before your tongues vied to enter the other’s mouth. in the meantime, jake had managed to steady himself on his elbow, soon on top of you, between your legs. you were experienced enough to know exactly where this was going, but that wasn’t what you wanted from this, so you pulled away for a moment.

“jake,” you started, snapping him out of the trance you’d put him in, “i really like you, you know that right?” your hands squeezed as his upper arms.

he melted under your touch. “i do now,” he laughed, “and i really like you too, don’t worry.”

“so, i don’t want this to just be,” you motioned to either side of you both, “just whatever this is.”

“it’s not,” he chuckled before leaning in to give you a small gentle kiss on your lips. another shortly followed, and then a longer one at the corner of your mouth. you played with his hair between your fingers. “baby, you’re already mine,” he commented, kissing your collarbone while tugging at the chest area of your shirt that showed a lot of cleavage. you managed to drop the straps of the top, shaking them off of your arms as jake eagerly tugged at your shirt some more, leaving it be at the middle of your tummy. his kisses trailed over your chest, down to the button on your jeans. “you’re so fucking gorgeous,” he kneels between your legs as he tussles with the denim waistband of his own jeans while you do the same. you undo yours before him and wait for him to take them off for you, which he does along with your panties before even doing his own.

it’s almost as if he forgets to take off his jeans, as he shuffles down the bed with his thumb slowly circling your clit. he replaces his thumb with his plump lips, pressing a small, light kiss against it while your legs try to close in on him. he pulls away, his middle finger lapping your pussy before he gently pushes it in. “if i make you cum tonight, will you be my girlfriend?” his smile is cheeky, but you know jake well enough to know that it’s genuine.

your lips struggle to stay shut as you nod, trying your hardest not to moan under his touch already.

his head ducks again, “good,” he smiles against your clit. his tongue fights the hood of your clit, easily finding the most sensitive part of your body in a matter of seconds. your hand pushes his head further onto you as his tongue works your clit and his fingers curl inside you. you’re not sure when he added another finger, but you’re enjoying it too much to care.

“fuck, jake,” your legs close a little more around his head as you feel a trickle, or maybe a stream, of water run out of you.

“did you just squirt for me, baby?” he looks up at you while biting his lower lip.

“i think,” you laugh awkwardly, “i’ve never done that before!”

“fuck that’s so hot,” his fingers curl inside you one last time before he pulls them out. they’re dripping wet, as you expected. “suck on them princess, make them clean,” he commands. you take the two fingers into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them and trying to take more of their length as you would his cock. while you’re sucking on his fingers, jake manages to unbutton his pants to reveal his dick. he pumps it in his hands a few times while removing his jeans before tapping it against your clit.

“do you,” you pause as he hits it against your clit one more time, causing you to shake in pleasure, “do you have a condom?”

he scrambles off the bed, reaching inside his jacket pocket which he threw to the ground and pulling out a small silver tin filled with condoms. he singled one out and opened it up, rolling it onto his dick with the most adorable concentration face. he climbs back into the bed, his hands coming to your sides to flip you over and help you onto all fours in front of him. you back up, your ass against his hard dick, which is enough for jake to know you want it just as much as he does.

with his hand at the base of his cock, he pushes it into you gently, letting you take it all and get used to his girth.

“should i move?” he asks, almost as if he feels guilty for his size.

you hum, it’s the only thing you can do while he’s inside of you, you realise.

he pulls his dick out and pushes it back in again, soon building up to a pace that suits you both. his hand has found your hair, he’s bunched it together and pulled it all back, using it to keep his balance as he fucks you. you help him keep his rhythm, throwing your ass back against him until he stops abruptly.

“turn over, baby, i miss that beautiful face of yours,” he taps your ass as he pulls out of you. a little short of breath, he relaxes back against his heels while you turn over. your hand finds your clit, rubbing it for him to watch. “is that how you like it?” he asks, mentally taking notes. he takes your hand away and places it near to your face, as if he’s asking you to suck on your fingers. he gets to his knees once again and lines himself up with your pussy. his dick misses a few times, which makes him a little mad at himself. you think it’s cute. he finally gets it in with a groan, “shit, you feel so good,” he compliments, leaning on his hand above your head. his lips find your forehead. he places a gentle kiss against it while whispering, “you look so good under me,” before allowing himself to sit upright again. his pace matches the pace he set before, but this time he added rubbing your clit into the equation, just as you showed him only moments ago.

“jake,” your hand rested on his chest while the other gripped at the sheet beneath you, “i’m cumming,” you moaned and winced, your pussy throbbing around him. you felt so vulnerable in that moment, but you knew you were safe with jake.

“you’re such a good girl,” his came close to your face again, taking your lips between his own and then pulling away as the pulsating became less intense around his dick. he began to fuck you again, but a lot sloppier and with more groans than before. he soon pulled out, pulling off the condom and wobbling and kneeling to the side of you in urgency before spraying your tits with his cum. you took your finger to your chest, scraping up what you could before dripping it into your mouth and sucking the rest off your fingers. jake pulled up his boxers and ran to the bathroom you were in earlier that night to grab a towel, the bathroom bin going with a loud clang as he disposed of the condom. he came back and patted your chest with the towel, your face too, all while laughing to himself.

“what’s funny?” you asked, searching for your own underwear with your hand.

“nothing,” he carried on, chuckling away, “you’re just really cute.” you smiled to yourself, sorting out your rolled up shirt with your other hand to cover your chest again. jake tried to help, but unfortunately the only time he can keep his lips off of yours is to kiss your neck, or mumble against it. “even cuter now that you're my girlfriend.”

“guys, why are you in my-” raya covers her eyes as soon as she notices jake is only in his boxers, “not my best sheets, y/n,” she comments with a cry, before shutting the door, leaving the pair of you to laugh about almost getting caught.

[subskz]

hi ms. rin!! long time no see ☺️

i was always reading your works & all your amazing posts but i realize today it was a long time since i sent an ask >< i hope you’re doing great!

i wanted to ask if you’re still writing the childhood friends to lovers with lee know? ever since butterfly bandage i was craving to read another longfic from you cause you write so beautifully :< & with minho being my bias i think i’ll die if you make a story for him..! not to pressure you of course 💕

-🧸

hello hello omg it really has been a while!! it’s so nice to see you again my dear i hope you’ve been doing well and taking care since we last spoke ♡

you’re too kind thank u so much for your lovely words!! it’s so sweet that u even remember i was writing that lino fic i’m really glad you’re looking forward to it 😭 it’s still very much a wip so i’m not exactly sure when it’ll be out, but i work on it all the time! here’s a few lil sneak peeks just for u hehe

also please note that a lot of this is subject to change since i’m still working on it 😽 these snippets are still a bit barebones

ᓚᘏᗢ — snippet 1

You stared at the crumpled nest; abandoned, with what was left of it quickly being carried away by the wind. Straw by straw. You felt like crying.

Don’t be so sensitive. You told yourself. It's just a stupid bird.

“Wow,” a familiar voice, soft and brusque and not sounding very wowed at all, came from behind you. “That’s amazing, isn’t it?”

You lifted your head, whipping around to find its source. Not that you really needed to, anyway. You knew that voice better than your own, by now.

“Huh?”

“They were just babies, but they already flew away.” Minho crouched down next to you to examine the remains of the fallen nest. His small fingers brushed over it, so delicately that the grass barely shifted under his touch. “Like they know exactly where they’re supposed to go.”

You rested your hands on your knees, unconvinced, refusing to look at him. Your eyes were stinging. You didn’t want him to think you were dramatic. You didn’t want him to make fun of you. He’d put just as much care into looking after them, if not more. He’d stayed with them even longer than you had. How could he be so accepting of it?

“Birds are so cool,” he continued. A gentle breeze ruffled your hair, like it was summoned by his airy lilt. “They can go wherever they want.”

“Why do they have to go?” you muttered.

“Cause the world’s so big, dummy,” he said it like common knowledge, like he’d consulted the birds himself. “And they’re so small. So they gotta start seeing it early before they die.”

You puffed out a half-hearted laugh.

“You’re like a bird,” you decided.

“Mm?”

“You do what you wanna and go where you wanna.”

“I can’t be a bird,” Minho sniffed. “They fly too high. I'm more like a cat, ‘cause no matter where they go, they always know how to find their way home.”

“Like Soonie,” you said.

“Like Soonie,” he agreed. “Remember when he was gone for three days? But then he showed up again like nothing happened?”

“You cried a lot,” you giggled.

Minho huffed, looking away. “I knew he’d come back.” 

It had been one of the only times you’d ever seen him cry in your four years of friendship. He might’ve completely denied crying altogether if the subject were anything other than his beloved cat. His little brother.

“So you’ll always come back, too? Like Soonie?”

“Yeah,” he replied. “I'm gonna be here ‘til I'm at least 100, or else someone will take our spot under the maple tree.”

ᓚᘏᗢ — snippet 2

Minho’s hand reached for yours. It was shaking.

“If you're scared, I can stay with you,” he offered. You could tell he was trying to sound casual, but there was an undeniable tremor there. Not breezy, not carefree; thick and heavy with apprehension. It weighed down your conscience. “It’ll be embarrassing if you’re the only one in class left behind, right?”

You remembered how he’d reacted when you traveled up to the mountains last summer, how he’d turned away from the window when the car drove along the edge of the road, with nothing but a flimsy, rusting metal barrier standing between you and several thousand foot fall. You remembered how much trouble he’d had walking straight when you first arrived at the campsite, strangely quiet, muttering to himself about how high up it was. It was too high, the air was too thin, the world was too far away. 

Those were the issues, of course. The issue certainly wasn’t that he was terrified out of his mind. A cat stuck in a tree, longing to accept help without sacrificing his pride. Unsure whether to hiss at whoever came near, or leap into their arms. He’d grabbed your hand the exact same way, back then. 

“Okay,” you replied.

He perked up, features flashing with a hopefulness that was almost enough to break your facade. 

“Hm?”

It would’ve been so easy in that moment, to tease him. To call him out, gain the upper hand on him for once in six years. But looking at those eyes—round and bright and gleaming under his glasses with an innocence that effectively wiped away every annoying thing he’d ever done from your memory, you just couldn’t bring yourself to. 

“Let’s skip the rollercoaster,” you said plainly. “I’m scared.”

You weren’t, strangely enough. You wondered if Minho knew that. Of the two of you, he was undoubtedly the risk taker. His mind was too capricious to not explore every possibility there was, to not absorb everything the world had to offer until he found himself in it. It was almost exhilarating for you, to be the adventurous one, for a change. To be the one who didn’t hold yourself back.

You wanted to be bold. You wanted to be fearless. You wanted to impress him. 

But more than any of that, you wanted to stay with him. You didn’t want him to sit alone on the amusement park bench, watching his classmates have fun without him as he fumbled with the wrapping of a snack he couldn’t eat, because the anxiety had made his stomach hurt. 

“Seriously,” his grin was weak, but as he laced your fingers together properly, you could feel the quiver in his hand begin to calm. “What would you do without me?”

You simply grunted, allowing him to tug you along to the bench. You didn’t want to think about it. It was playful, not really seeking a response, but that didn’t stop his question from lingering in the back of your mind. Like a part of you knew that, sooner or later, you’d have no choice but to find the answer.

[estsmutxx]

Could u write something about colson inspired by the song Sorry Mama? ❤️ Love your account btw

thank you!! and here you go:)

*smut*

plot: lightly based off the song "sorry mama" ,listen to it;)

parings:colson x yn

warnings/tags:knife kink (no actual cutting), pain kink,sneaking into the house,mentions of sex tape,degrading,small overstim ,praise,getting caught

You were sitting on your bed in your nightdress.You had your phone in your hands,scrolling through your camera roll. You were currently staying at your mom's house,but you missed your boyfriend Colson more than anything. You scrolled to the top,finding multiple pictures of you two together. You clicked on a video,the realization finally hitting you. It was your sex tape.

You didn't remember filming it and you were curious,so you clicked on it. As soon as the video started your own moans filled up your headphones. "Oh shit." You mumbled to yourself under your breath. You closed the app,going into your messages to text your boyfriend.

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Y/n: Col guess what I just found

Colson💕: What's up?

Y/n: I found our sex tape,I don't even remember recording this one

Colson💕: You're jokinggg,send it

Y/n: *attachment 1 video*

Colson💕:Holy shit.

Y/n: I know right? I was so loud lmao

Colson💕:Love when you're like that. Speaking of,can I come over?

Y/n: Right idea wrong time. I'm still at my moms house

Colson💕: fuck that i'll sneak in. I want you

Y/n: Alright just don't get caught.

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You slipped your phone back into your pocket,turning back to the video. You focused your attention on him,how he looked,how he sounded,and how pleasured he was by you. Your thoughts immediately changed. You needed him now.

You waited on your bed for another five minutes,a hand between your thigh. You heard your window open,Colson crawling through it and landing on the floor."That was harder than I thought." He said with a laugh. You laughed back. "Hi Col." You said before he crawled into bed with you. "She's still awake,we have to be quiet." You whispered to him. He nodded,placing a kiss on your collarbone.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." He said,admiring your body with his hands. "It's only been a few days." You said with a small laugh. "Exactly." He responded. He trailed his hand up your body,stopping at your neck. He rested his hand there,covering you both with the blanket.

"So you're horny cuz of a sex tape we made months ago?" He asked. "How'd you know I was horny?" You said playfully.  "The way you're looking at me." He replied. He traced your lips with his fingers,mentioning you to open your mouth. You did,feeling his fingers enter your mouth. You sucked on them,but he pulled away almost immediately. You looked at him,confused.

He pulled something out of his pocket,but you couldn't see it until he brought it closer. It was a switchblade. He brought it up to your

neck,pressing down but not nearly enough to even be close to cutting you.He lifted it up,carefully dragging it against your thigh,but still not cutting you. He lifted your dress up,moving the knife onto your inner thigh.You twitched underneath his touch,your clit tingling as you felt the cold knife on your skin.

"You like that?" He asked,bringing it back up to your neck. "Mhm." You responded,struggling to find words. He brought his hand between your thighs as you pulled your underwear down with the hand that wasn't holding his back. "I love how eager you are for me." He whispered into the crook of your neck. You tilted your head to the side to give him complete access to kiss your neck.

He trailed his hands down your neck,pushing your dress down from the top. He placed a finger inside of you,pushing it in and out. Your eyes fluttered,your head getting pushed against the pillow. He used one hand to steady his movements,the other hand talking the knife and tracing your hickeys with it. The knife was cold,and his fingers were deep. "You're gonna be good for me,yeah?" He asked,pushing his fingers in deeper.

You nodded,your breath getting heavier by the second. "You're gonna be quiet for me,don't let her hear you." He spoke. You nodded,your body getting more and more sensitive as his fingers curled inside of you. He pulled them out,your wetness coating them. He put the blanket over both of you,putting his head between your thighs. He used his hands to open spread your legs,flicking his tongue inside of you. You let out a moan,your eyes forcing themselves closed. "Fuck,Col." You moaned. He pulled you by your hair,the pain silencing your moans.

He pushed his tounge in deeper, continually licking over your clit. Your lips parted and you tried your best not to make too much noise. You felt yourself start to throb on his tounge and he let out a grunt,the vibrations hitting your clit. You released on his tounge,your orgasm causing your legs to shake around his head. The pressure was so strong but that didn’t stop him from continuing to lick on your clit.”Fuck,oh my god.” You whined,your clit becoming move and move sensitive with every movement of his tongue.

He pulled away,his hand immediately pressing down on your neck as he hovered over you. “I told you to be quiet.” He whispered. “I’m sorry.” You forced out,still coming down from your high. He reached for your nightstand,flipping up the knife again. “Wouldn’t this look so good pressed up against your skin?” He cooed,the shiny knife being pressed against your collarbone again. The blade gently touched your skin,sending a shiver down your spine. “I love how you can’t even follow a simple task. You did sound so cute moaning for me though.” He said,pressing the knife harder. It hurt slightly,but in the best way possible.

“Pretty girl.” He praised,bringing the knife to one of your nipples,moving it in small carefully circles. He never ever cut you but the feeling of the metal on your bare skin was enough to excite you. You whined as soon as the knife hit your neck. “You like that?” He asked,you nodded. “Too bad,no more.” He said with a smirk. He pulled the knife away from you,placing it on the table. “Fuck,Colson. You tease me too much.” You said with a small laugh. He nodded, “mhmm,i do.”Before kissing your lips roughly.

Your bodies were close together,your tits running against his bare skin as he made out with you. You were still attacking each other’s lips and as soon as your head was starting to get pushed against the pillow you heard the bedroom door quickly open. You pulled away,your head immediately turning to the door. Your mom was leaning against the door. “What is all that nos- Jesus christ! Y/n!” She yelled,shutting her eyes. You and Colson were both still completely naked when he jumped up and tried to find his clothes in the pile you two made. “Sorry mama!” You yelled.

[arminsumi]

hi sweetie!! how are you? I just wanted to asking if you please write a ¡famous! Armin x reader. You can decide if they already dating or not, as you wish angel. Your stories are spectacular🫶🏻🥹 ilysm<33

you're too sweet aaa 😭💕ty!! i'm good hope u take care too

˗ˏˋ꒰ ⭐ ꒱ STARBOY

░ 🐬 famous!Armin x gn!reader ♪

Your date stood you up at the club, but guess whose bright eyes found you instead?

⚠️Cws; alcohol, partying/clubbing

The flashing lights overhead blinded you as you wove your way through the wild crowd with your best girl. She had been nagging you to come to this club for months, because she desperately wanted for you to meet this somebody that she knew in high school.

"You're gonna love him!" she enthused, sinking another shot. "Always playing cupid, huh?" you sighed in reply, and turned away.

After sinking two vividly-colored cocktails, your friend frowned at her phone. "What's the matter?" you asked. "He said he can't come. Son of a bitch just stood us up like this... and I even – ugh! Never fuckin' mind! Order me another! I'm going to the bathroom, 'be back in a bit." she said, speaking very quickly and heatedly.

She vanished in the sea of faces, the sequins of her dress were outshone by the beaming strobe lights. You squinted greatly again. A young blond took a seat at the bar, but you were too busy updating your group chat on the night.

When you looked up and ordered a margarita for your friend, you must have radiated all your feelings like a furnace; because the blond next to you said something like; "So sour faced, is this not your scene?"

"I'm not – I – I..." you began normally, but when you looked at him, your mind froze and went blank. Empty. Nothing in there, just like the cocktail glass that the bartender swooped up to refill.

That's your favorite silver screen boy. That's Armin Arlert.

God you were nervous. So fucking nervous. You felt your heartbeat in your fingertips.

How could you not have caught that voice immediately? He had such a specific accent; sultry, British, verging on cheeky but still sweet as syrup. His doe blue eyes balanced out that cheekiness. And his hair and style? God damn. The man quite literally had the looks to kill. And just about anyone would surrender to his flirting immediately, like you did – what the hell was happening, you wondered when you responded.

"I got stood up." you told him. "What!" he frowned, "Ah, that's shit, I'm sorry... er, well, mind having drinks with me? My friends are late... 'reckon I'll probably get stood up, too." he laughed. Your heart panged.

Wow, that laugh. That's the laugh that you heard in countless films and interviews. The one that makes you weak in the knees when it's coming through your earphones or phone speaker.

But the effect his voice had on you when it was right next to you, that was indescribable.

"Sure, 'don't mind at all." you replied coolly.

When the margarita was served up, you were so enraptured with Armin's company that you forgot who you ordered it for. By the time your friend came back, you had taken to the dance floor with the starboy.

The heat rose up your body as it moved under the influence of music, alcohol and Armin's subtle flirting. He was so smooth with it, the only way you kept up was because of intoxication boosting your wit and confidence.

No wonder he's a star, you thought as you talked to him more. He has that unidentifiable charm, a magnetism about him that reels your curiosity in like a good film. And god he knew flattery so well. Flirting was a skill he had clearly mastered.

"I've gotta thank you." he spoke into your ear, you felt both the music and your heartbeat thumping in your body. "One, for blessing my eyes tonight. They were sore from searching the crowd." Armin joked. You laughed, utterly enchanted by him. "And also, because, see, I usually end up lonely in the club; even when my friends don't stand my up, haha. Shit gets lonely either way."

A lonely star. Of course, you thought, that's so fitting to him.

"Experiencing loneliness in a crowd." you murmured back, "I get that..." you only vaguely got it, really, but did it matter? All you needed to understand was the general idea, what was more important was that he was openly appreciating your company.

And you were no more than a charming stranger to him.

He excused himself to the bathroom. Your friend was sat at the bar gawking, expecting an explanation from you – she pointed at Armin's vanishing physique in the crowd.

"I... I come back from the bathroom and see you on the dance floor, all wrapped up in the arms of Armin fucking Arlert? Insanity! I love you, I love this – 'nother Margarita please darlin'! – HE WHAT! No way he fucking asked for your number! Don't pull my leg – HE SAID WHAT? Oh, Y/n, go fuckin' get him, snatch him right up. I'll be cheering from here."

You really didn't need to put effort into 'snatching him up' because Armin had his sights set on you for the whole night. Sure, you kindly introduced him to your friend, and his friends arrived unexpectedly; but he was glued to you like he was hungered for a new acquaintance.

"When are you free next weekend?" you asked him boldly. He leaned closer to you, showing you his ear, "Huh?" he asked, so you repeated your question louder over the club noise and music, eyeing out his feather earring. "I'm free any time you are." he winked. He – wait, he what?

[laur1221]

hellooo my dear!! omg I'm already so sorry for crowding your inbox bc I'm sure you have lots to shift through & I'm sending u sm brain energy/power lol 🌀~ anyways if your "higher self" game is still open I'd love sm to partake in it!! ☆ok so omg here is what I'm feeling- your fashion sense/sense of style is *already* peak- no matter what style you set out on becoming, truly and its just gonna get even better i promise you- like every little bit of style you accumulate (and i mean any and every little bit ☆) is getting you closer every day to your dream sense of style ♡ you're getting closer and closer to your most stylish higher self is what I'm visualizing!!

ok so lets say my *real* initials are in fact V.V lol 🤭.- also pls dw abt replying at all!! I'm happy to have seen this game and to have sent u an ask!! kissiesss xoxo ε(´｡•᎑•`)っ 💕.

YOU ARE LITERALLY SO SWEET! Thank you for the reading!!! I love it! I try to work hard on my style and I feel the images are very much my vibes 🍵🪷🎧

Here’s your reading: 💖 ok so I went kind of crazy with your moodboard because I found all your images right at once…

Your vibe is so whimsical and purple! Your higher self is such an artist. Your higher self is also a super cozy kind of cottage core vibe to them as well! Like cozy bake goods such a blueberry pie kind of give the vibe of your Higher self. They embody the dark and bright energies of purple so beautifully 🪻🔮🦄

Hope this resonates 💖

[shuploc]

Hello!! I’m very very happy to have found you here on Tumblr omggg i found out about you through Insta then i found your Twitter (your art is doing extremely well and congrats!!) and then i found you here! I’m really pleased to know you’re such a sweet soul behind all the amazing artwork ^u^ i really enjoy your Miguel and Jayce stuff and can’t wait for your Peter B, you replied to my Insta comment about him 🙈😌

But anyway the real question: what do you think of building an audience on Insta and Twitter? It used to be so easy but now you get so easily pushed down algorithm-wise(?) and it sucks. Tumblr is the last safe place 😣🤞

I hope you have a good day!!!! Love your art 💕💕💕

Honestly, the only thing I know works when it comes to building a following anywhere is consistency (posting about the same thing and posting often), and also just not putting all your eggs in one basket. What I mean by that is, to not end up branding yourself as "the tumblr artist" or "the twitter artist", but instead make an account on as many sites you feel you can manage, and post something whenever you can. I use Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram and Artstation, and I'll occasionally post my stuff on subreddits too, if it seems appropriate. You kinda need to know what sort of vibe you want your pages to have too. Like you mentioned, Tumblr for me too is the only place I have where I don't need to be all professional, y'know. I keep all my other accounts very clean, but on Tumblr, I don't feel weird for talking or interacting with people, and I can answer asks and such 😌

I have not had much luck when it comes to being picked up by the algorithm though, so I 100% understand the struggle. For many many years, my "growth" was actually stagnant, and I was even losing followers at one point after switching fandoms. I'm almost certain that's gonna happen again too if I stop drawing Spiderverse stuff...

I have legitimately not experienced anything like what's happening right now though, ever, and it's all very exciting. People have been so sweet and supportive, it literally makes me so happy! I really wish I could've actually giving you some advice, but I honestly just chalk it up to luck at this point. Thank you so so much the kind words though and for the ask, I'm SO glad to hear you're a Jayce fan too 😍

[sopebubbles]

omg ur reply got me all giggly & jumping up n' down on my seat!!

TNX U SM!!

tnx u 4 takin' your time to reply & esp to talk more abt the inner voices of y/n & explain all the details,differences & origins of them!!🥰🥰🥰

& now that ik it's a thing,i'm super excited to see how u will write the development of her voices & how her relationship w/ her inner child will change & what is going to be the catalyst of that shift in her!!

also how the voice in bold,the one that comes from having to internalise bigotry to learn her way around it in order to keep herself safe as much as possible,the one that "tells her not to do things that she needs but knows will get her in trouble, like nesting" that she needed up untill now to kinda protect herself in her specific toxic environment, i look forward to seeing how it will change from smth that she needs & depends on 4 her safety,to smth that she slowly learns to leave behind bc is actually holding her back from actually healing & finally being truly safe & happy

dw,i'll wait till the end of times to get to the point in the story where we get to see more of tae's sad past & jin's development & all the beautiful creative things u have /will have in store 4 us,at your own pace & w/ your own timing ofc!!🤗

i absolutely love hobi w/ all my might, but if he doesn't realise he needs to change some things in his dynamic w/ jin as to not indulge jin in feeling like his care & love 4 hobi justify any reaction & treatement he may have towards others,i'm gonna do it myself & put that alpha in a corner to reflect abt what he's doin'💀👉🚪

"Thats exactly what this story is about! Its bts so i feel like they’re perfect for a Love Yourself journey!" BTS fits perfectly this concept ofc,but it's the mastery of your execution & how well your able to mold a whole universe around it that is selling this story!! this concept already wrks nice bc it's bts, but the story is so succesfully immersive & captavating tnx to nothing but your own writng ability & how your mind wrks & then is able to put that down on a keyboard,to create such an amazing story!

the amount of thinking,details, parallelism, sensitive & intersectional topics treated very well & included smoothly into the plot & depth given to each character & their interactions is at the base of this story & it's a constant in your writing, which i'm sure i couldn't even catch all of it(srry 4 that😭) is what makes reading your wrk so mesmerising, like actually seeing the lives of the characters unfold & being a part of how they progress! it puts me in a position in which i can't help but be impressed by your talent & be passionate abt your creation & process behind it!!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

ps. i didn't bring him up cause i didn't want to turn half of my ask in me screaming abt how u wrote him!! cause i'm definitely madly in love enough as it is but u took it to a whole 'nother level.🤣

pps. saving ch 7 as a lil' treat 4 later^^

take care of your precious self & i hope you'r doing well!!💜💜💜😊

This ask just made me a blushing mess. Idek how to respond but i really appreciate you saying such nice things about my work 🥺 Im just so happy that it engages you and makes you think deeply about it. I honestly couldn't ask for more. And just thank you so much for generously sharing your thoughts with me.

You've really made my day and i hope you have a great one as well you beautiful human. 💕💕💕

[holdoncallfailed]

YOU GOT TICKETS TO WEMBLY??!?!?! 😭😭😭😭 omg emi im so happy for you!!!!! i was gonna get tickets and then i saw the prices and well... sadly its out of my budget right now 😔😔 u need to report everything back to me... and i love you too 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 also have you read grahams book yet. my local bookstore didnt have it and ive been waiting for a leak to pop up somewhere but no such luck. i cant decide whether or not i want to give him money

HI HONEY!!!!!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!! ya can you believe it....honestly i'm just as excited (if not more) to just be finally going to england lol epic cringe i know but it's chrew....graham's book is mid honestly 🙄 not nearly enough gossip but i also haven't finished it yet. you should get it from the library if they ever offer a copy. also dave replied to my question in his reddit ama (lol) so now i can say i've officially interacted directly with one of those demons....

ANYWAY in non blur related news how are you?? i hope you're having a nice holiday season!!!! how is work...did you finish the sweater you were knitting?? have you seen any good movies or shows...OH i wanted to tell you that the whole goncharov thing on here reminded me so much of you i think i literally told maëlle "ginger already did this like a year ago with her queerbaiting novecento gifset" smh sometimes it doesn't pay to be an innovator....

p.s. thanks for the heads up about the strikes i hope they are resolved by the summer for the workers' sakes but also a teeny tiny eenie meenie bit for my sake too.

🫶💕😁

[fakesimp]

i will be perfectly fine 🐒💕 thank u for asking and u deserve all the love mua mua

Its just that everytime my s/o finna find out i said sumn stupid in ur ask box theyre gonna smack me into the milky way (lovingly) but im into that ig sheeeeeeesh 🐒✌✌

ARGHH no i will not shut up how much I love ur works they always brighten up my day, I especially love rereading the comfort fics argghh they hit diff 💕💕💕💕 I ALSO GOT AUTOCORRECT INSTALLED AHHSHDHA less typos hopefully 🐒✌

Your welcome, i am worried if, yk. Something bad will happen (⁠＠⁠_⁠＠⁠;⁠) .. but I guess I'm worried over nothing -

You, never say anything stupid tho-

Or maybe I'm just too used to it, LMAO- (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ not that I'm complaining, I like interacting like that, sometimes I do something stupid too but,

Getting smacked into the milky way, lovingly. (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠) And you're into that, I. I see how it is.

🐒 Anon's Lover if u see this- gently smack them for me- JKJK- don't do it-

Aww.. (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

Honestly, reading your asks also brighten up my day ! Along with the others too !

Reading everyone's replies, reblogs, that have comments on it. I love reading them, it brightens up my day so much !

And Lmao, I am truly amazed about how I still manage to read your typos you know, it feels amazing (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

I had a rough time, last week-

That's why I asked for comfort hcs (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠)

But I, don't wanna rant. Lmao, I knowww it's baaad (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

I just don't wanna burden anyone ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡

And yet here I am, 19 years old still acting like a 5 years old (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

AND I ENDED UP WRITING TOO MUCH E-

[elegiesforshiva]

just saw your replies about Ghosts and I wanted to jump on the "Ghosts is one of the best fics!" bandwagon that's been going on. seriously, i read the fic, not expecting it to be so cathartic and good, and honest. your writing style brings something foreign and ethereal out of my heart. i think it's one of those fics that i will come back to forever and ever, again and again, because it understands human psyche in such a way I have never read before.

don't feel bad about leaving us hanging. honestly. if you don't feel like continuing it, don't! if you want to continue it someday, we'll be here, awaiting your return. maybe one day our phones will light up with an update. maybe it won't. but what you have given us will forever remain in our hearts.

also, as a personal note, I will say your writing style has opened a whole avenue of writing I didn't even know I wanted to indulge in. I go back and reread your works a lot because you have helped me find something in me that I didn't know it existed. Thank you

I swear, I get the best fucking comments on that fic, my heart is exploding from this THANK YOU 😭💘💘💘💘💘 Ghosts pulled out a raw magic inside me I didn’t know I could ever put down into words, I’m forever grateful for that piece...and for all the people who it touched too. It really did teach me I’m not alone. I have visceral memories of first coming to that realization when I saw how large the response was. I didn’t think my writing could ever evoke that, especially writing about something so brutally and romantically dark and upsetting. I cannot possibly explain how validating it has been to see that piece not only garnered a large response, but garnered it because it explored that darkness. Like damn......damn.... I needed that. I think we all do, sometimes.

you're sweet for saying this btw!!! honestly when i hear people asking if i'm gonna update or if i have plans to continue i have so many mixed feelings because it's like “when u gonna continue writing this tho” and im like “yeah damn when am i ??” LOL. When I think of the WIPs and other things I had planned for that series, I get SO excited. I remember chapter 17 being a huge highlight for me and I had planned so many more. But I think I may have fallen into a strange relationship with the craft of writing itself and I'm still trying to understand that. It's been stopping me and I know it will continue to for awhile. I also intuit Ghosts or the sasusaku fandom itself triggered it, so that kinda sucks lmfaooo. (Things to work out when I give myself therapy talks at 5am in my car i guess.) I hope y’all get that phone update someday too, but thank you for telling me it’s okay even you don’t. It’s something I need to hear every so often too... I appreciate that forgiveness. really really really moved by that last part... 🥺 🥺 🥺 🥺 🥺 🥺 🥺 🥺  *holds you and this ask close to my heart FOREVER* ugh thank you so so much!!!!! I don’t know what the future holds but I am so happy I wrote it, for you, for other readers like you, and for me,, this all has been and continues to be its own nurturing experience, and i am very very grateful for it... 😭 💕

[bi-bats]

haha ok so 1) i have u on post notifs (💕) and i paused for like half a second when i saw "bi-bats posted" like wait that doesnt seem right lol. i like the name change tho!! 2) u are under no time constraint to answer my asks at all! saving them for a rainy day (or not answering them at all) is totally valid. dont feel bad about it!! 💕 3) u know im gonna send u more ask game questions though. i gotta 😂 4) i totally understand how the echo wife changed you this book is so good holy shit

awww!! that's so sweet 💖 I figured after a certain point cause you're always in my notifs but it's so flattering that anyone cares what I have to say that much lmaooooo and thank you about the name change!! I've been meaning to do it for a while. some light rebranding

thank you for being so understanding 😭 it also doesn't help that I'm so busy all the fucking time which I'm sure you've heard me complain about, but on top of all of the busy things I'm always talking about, I'm applying for new jobs, I started going to therapy again, and I actually don't know if I've ever mentioned this but I have chronic pain and my job has been especially unkind about it over the past 2-3 months, so things have just all around been a little more rough than they were last year. So basically, thank you for easing the pressure!! 💖💖💖

and yeah I knew 😂 thank you for sending them!! I love answering them when I have the time lmaoo 💚

Okay so I saw your reply on the other one that you're doing the ebook and akjdnfalskdjfaksjdnf it ALTERED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY. The only other book to change me in the same way was This is How You Lose the Time War, which I should not have liked because it has the opposite of what I like in a book (character driven story, slow/medium pacing, lots of poetic language), but I'm reading it for a fourth time rn (it may or may not feature in a future fic)! Read it, it's beautiful. It got a single tear out of me, which is like sobbing for people who know how to cry lmaoo 💖

[yukikorogashi]

-puts on shades to hide my identity- I admit, there are times that I really worry about you and your health. I only want the best for you, and seeing you work so much and so hard makes me proud yet concerned. ONLY BECAUSE I LOVE YOU THOUGH, because I want you to thrive but want you to rest too, you deserve so much and more considering what you go through and have already been through. You're so sweet, still spending time and energy to make others smile and laugh when there are times you probably need it most of all. I only hope that we can do fulfill this for you, to give you the energy and good vibes you need to keep going, but you can always fall to us if you're struggling. I may be half across the world but THAT WON'T STOP MEEEE. Either way, I love you sooooooo MUCH, your creativity and energy is so contagious, I love talking and writing with you. Such a lovely, fun, kind, determined person that deserves the entire world. -HUGS AND KISSES-

ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY, JUST PUBLISH.

Blast me eyes, for those sunglasses made it near impossible for me to identify you! But I was determined to find out who these kind words belonged to sooooo... SMOL, of course it was you! 😭❤️💕

But aaaahhhh I appreciate your concern so, so much, Smol, I truly do! 💕❤️ Reading all of this (Several times now) made me actually place my hands over my own heart like 🥺. And I'm so sorry for worrying you though, because I know I tend to post a lot about how I keep getting my ass kicked by my health problems and how I am just, terrible at taking care of myself (But lord I try, I promise you this 😭). All of this means so much to me, that I simply can't express my gratitude enough enough when it comes to just knowing you and having you in my life. 🥺

But gaaahh thank you, THANK YOU. Thank you for just being such a wonderful, loving and supportive friend, all the time. You are always such a warm ray of sunshine, and I think I have boofed a few iterations of this by now-- but gosh, you just never stop shining, and that always leaves me in such awe and wonder about you and just how wonderful you are. ;u; And omg I'm so glad I can make you and others laugh and smile like??? Gaaah I'm so so glad to hear my silly posts and stuff are able to do just that. It makes me so happy to hear that we can all share in on the laughter like this. ❤️

You have already done so much for me, just by being my friend, Smol. ❤️ Thank you so, so much for always having my back. For always being so ready to help me get back up or keep me on my feet before they even have a chance of giving out. You do so much, you really do. You have so much love and kindness in your heart, and I'm so lucky I'm one of those that gets to be blessed with so much of it.

I love you so, SO MUCH TOO, okay? AND NAH, something as trivial as us living on opposite sides of the planet ain't gonna stop us! uwu I BET-- if we lived on different planets right now, that wouldn't stop us either SO auwheauwhe!!! But yes, all of this right back at you, m'darlin'! Your energy, creativity, passion, enthusiasm are all so splendiferously contagious, that it surely leaves anyone that interacts with you or just sees you smiling like a dum dum, like I'm doing right now!

I LOVE getting to learn about all of your muses and getting to write with them! Why, just the other day, when you were teaching me more about Suletta and sharing things that you love about her? It was such a joy, and I was so happy to learn more about her whilst we did some light plotting (AND NOW OUR SPACE BBIES ARE GONNA BE FRIENDS WHOO WHOO!!!)!

And you deserve the world too, okay? 🥺❤️

MUACKS YOU AND JUST... HUGS ONTO YOU FOR A LITTLE WHILE LONGER WHILE I STILL CAN... ❤️💕

@wxtchpilot ❤️💕

[sugar-omi]

LMAOOO MANAGER BAXTER YES YES YES

he's so sick of yall. he actually gifts you a leash and muzzle n tells you to control that damn dog bc he still hasn't fully covered last months drama!!!

you've definitely been caught in the parking lot w the car shaking or someone sees cove n you going into the bathroom together in the back of someone else's video/livestream

if someone does try to create some fake dirt or digs up something from your past that you dont like/doesn't look good, whoever did it is so fucked!!!

if/when certain "fans" make a stink abt cove dating he definitely posts a photo of him giving the middle finger and the caption "ion have to give yall shit lol"

and "my partner >>> u sorry bitches. oh sorry, i mean 💓💘💝fans💗❣️💕"

he pasters you everyyyyywhere. changes all his profile pictures to either you and him or yall holding hands, or a matching keychain or smth like that and his usernames to things like "y/n's man" and his header literally says "fuck u lol"

baxter cant even cover this one up. and really he doesnt try to. partially bc its too big n cove aint gonna stop, but also bc someone has to do it

he ends up on TV and in articles and he only does a couple interviews bc he's not gonna repeat himself twice. basically tells the world to get off artists/creators backs about their love life and what they do and

"you can't seriously think i'd fuck some sweaty, creepy stalker would you? as if, i'm not that freaky. maybe yall should touch grass instead of consuming media, since you really think i'd want you."

and when he goes on tv, they're wrapping up n the host asks if he has any last words. n its like he flips a switch, all smiley and cute, his voice softer than how it was thorough the interview

"i just wanna say one last thing. thanks for watching, i hope this got through to some of you. but if not, and you decide to keep harassing me and my lover... die🫶😊"

puts his hands into a heart n everything.. his smile all sickly sweet and if the host tries to play it off or someone makes a video abt "how could he do that!?" he just replies to it with a video (or going on the show if its some other show host throwing a stink abt "something so disrespectful!")

"i mean it. yall started it first n imma finish it! so if you don't like it, kiss my ass, darling." n blows a sarcastic kiss for the camera<333

omg cove is so sweet to baxter n derek though

he brings gifts n thanks them, gives derek a big bear hug n slaps baxter with a big wet kiss on the cheek just to fuck w him (may or may not follow it up with "might wanna check your email!" bc he maybe. possibly. just considerably.. did smth bad on the way here....)

also yes yes cove wouldn't trust you w anyone else. if he's going away or you're going somewhere without him, he demands derek stays w you bc he'll be fine but he'd be damned if he didn't make sure you were 100% safe<33

also cove so spoils you. always offers you his lap, has your name on all his cards (the only reason is accounts even have his name on it is bc how tf else would he cash his checks and he needs to have access too)

whenever he brings you to interviews he always ends up talking abt you, even when you're not there..

omfg even if you are or arent there with him when he tours, he always dedicates his songs/shows to you

"this show is for you guys to enjoy, but it's really for my lover!! we're gonna shop and eat like kings after this, baby!🫶"

like pls. everything that his, including himself ofc, is yours.

omg marrying rockstar!cove.... the wedding would go crazyyy i just know it

Imagine marking up rockstar!cove before a show knowing his habit of taking his clothes off during shows

(I have been thinking about this since your drawing of him 🙏)

bro the pap and his fans have a fieldddd day w him. everyone knows what's he's up to n his fans are JEALOUS!!!!

fan, posting a vide of coves marked back/chest: WHAT WAS HE DOING BEDOTR THE SHOW HELP.....

cove: them *replies w a picture of yall in bed*

omg his manager n pr team hates him.....

[fablesofkitkat]

Hope you have a good day bestie 💕

me: ah, my moot is showering me attention. I SHALL REPLY WITH A POV.

pov: don't fall in love with Bakugou

alt title: girlfriend privileges pt.3

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genre: fluff

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-U2

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❎ Don’t fall in love with Bakugou because he is the toughest to be in a relationship with. But with him, the juice is completely worth the squeeze. He isn't one of the hopeless romantics, in fact even if he loves you he will struggle in clearly conveying how he feels. He puts up a tough front, hiding his emotions but he really does care deeply.

"Hey, migraine."

You jumped as you put your schoolbag onto your table, your face turning to your schoolmate, Bakugou who eyed you with a familiar frown on his face. His whole upper body was turned towards you, his chin propped up by his hand as he stared you down.

And as the sight slowly sunk in; your eyes widened as you felt mortified. Did you enter the wrong classroom? The blood rushed into your face immediately because you were too stunned to say anything else.

You were able to see how his lips slowly but surely were pulled into a grin. "You're red as hell, dumbass."

You felt yourself scowling. He was making fun of you. You were about to open your mouth when he places a paperbag on your desk gently.

"Was just dropping this off." The blond stood up, hands in his pockets as he slouched. So you didn't enter the wrong classroom, thank Kami.

Your eyes flickered to his, watching his expression. His narrow gaze intensified when you didn't reply right away.

"Thanks for giving me back my slippers, go away."

Calmly you sat down, putting your bag down on the floor between your feet. You were certain that your face had slowly lost its rosy color, returning to the usual shade you always had. If you were lucky Monoma would arrive a little earlier and Bakugou would be forced to leave you alone.

". . . the things you said, about talking to someone, mmworking on it."

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❎ Don’t fall in love with Bakugou unless you’re willing to be as loyal as he will be. He won't just date for sport, he chooses quality people that he respects.

You and Monoma are assigned for class duty so you ended up wiping down the chalkboard with him while he continued on mopping the room.

"We were awesome today, weren't we?" Monoma blurted out of nowhere.

You lowered your arm and proceeded to the pat out the chalk dust from the eraser by the open window. "Guess we were."

During training, you were also paired with Monoma and not gonna lie, you and him made a great team. He stopped mopping, leaning back to the edge of a seat and propped his chin on his knuckles holding the top of the wooden handle. "My abilities. Your smarts. What do you say?"

You tilt your head at him, your action of dusting off the eraser stops. "Um?"

"Wanna go out?"

You did a double-take at Monoma. "Where?"

He chuckled. "With me. Wanna go out with me?"

---

"Oi, dumbass." Bakugou tried again, this time with the edge of annoyance.

You ignore him once more. He's learning how to catch you off guard now. Anyways, you keep silent, determined not to give in.

"Oi."

Something in between a terrible shriek and cry left your lips as your bag got yanked to the side. You could see how a few heads turned but the buzz of laughter and conversations still filled the air, easily smothering your outcry of surprise. The only real witness you had was the ink quirk user in near you. They shoot you a concerned look to which you shook your head, and replied with an embarrassed smile.

You looked at the gremlin face of your blond schoolmate. His narrow garnet eyes stared you down, ghosting over your expression as if he was seeing you for the first time. And he surely did that, aware of you but never really took notice of you before. You kinda wish he didn't because nowadays it feels like Bakugou could expose your feelings in a single glance.

"I told you you shouldn't wait for me."

The blood returned with full force to your face while your body tried to lean away as far as you could. The space between you and Bakugou wasn't enough in your opinion. It felt like he was crushing you with nothing but his presence. The shoe locker is suddenly like a cage, his form looming over you, hindering you from just walking away. It was ridiculous to be honest how easily he was able to freeze someone with nothing but his heavy gaze.

"I wasn't."

"Hah?" His mouth harshly curved into frown. You notice how he uses one arm to lean your shoe locker, crowding you. "I heard some extra asked you out."

"Where did you even get the gossip— you're in class A for heaven's sake!"

"Answer me."

Awkwardly you tried to avoid his piercing eyes, some part of you hoping it would be enough to get rid of him. But all that did was make Bakugou turn your head towards him with his hand. His face close enough to yours so that his breath ghosted over yout skin. This felt embarrassing enough to die. His lop-sided smirk would be the last thing you saw.

"You weren't exactly asking me a question."

"Don't wait for me."

"I'm not."

"You shouldn't turn extras down."

"You can't tell me what to do, you're not my boyfriend, remember?"

And as his fingers threaded their way into your hair, burying them. You will not look away this time. You're not gonna lose to him. You hear the clinks of metal and wood accompanied by the weight of something solid and a hand on top of your head.

You bring a hand up, a fingertips padded over him. The distinct warmth of the contact will remain to bedevil you all day. You feel the fabric, soft to the touch. It was a bento (lunch box) wrapped with silk. Damn, fancy as hell.

Bakugou made you lunch.

"Oh. . . " You breathed, your gaze falling to the bento which you cradled in your hands. "I have too much lunch now, stupid Bakugou."

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❎ Don’t fall in love with Bakugou because to him, actions will always speak louder than words and while he struggle in telling you how he feels, he will always show you through gestures of doing little things for you.

"Hah?" There's his infamous gremlin face again. "I'm not walking you home. I'm taking a walk."

You raised an eyebrow at him. "That so happens to be the direction where I'm going? and you're walking at my pace by the way."

At that, he stomped his way faster, manspreading while slouching. With his posture, he's never gonna be a fashion model now, is he? You let out a hearty laugh as you catch up to him.

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💭 Bakugou is honest. He can tell when someone is lying. You will never catch him in a lie because he is the type who would rather hurt you with the truth then tell you what you want to hear.

"When I do something, be it studying or training, I never do it in a half-ass way." He reaches a hand to tilt your chin up, so you can stop avoiding his red gaze. "I gotta do them with my all. Even if we get together, becoming a pro hero, I'm gonna do the same. Give it my all. But then, I'd half-ass our relationship."

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❎ Don’t fall in love with Bakugou because while he has a tough front, he thinks carefully about everything. Because he struggles in clearly articulating things, he thinks deeply and don’t say much because he doesn’t know how. So when he does talk and try and open up to you: listen carefully.

You slap his fingers away while you bandage his arm.

"What the hell, dumbass?!"

"You're the dumbass. Why'd you go and fight with Midoriya?"

"I won."

"Good job."

"Heh."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"... you told me to talk to someone."

You look up sharply, trying to gauge the emotions on his face. You heard it from Mina. That after the fight, he is more amiable to Deku now even if it pains him to admit it.

"All Might was almost hurt by the boulders from training." He mumbles with his head down, hiding his expression from you. ". . . was my fault. Deku saved him." Bakugou lets out a mirthless chuckle. "Imagine, fucking Deku, saving All Might from my mess."

You finish up bandaging and patted his arm. Once. Twice. Thri—

"I don't need your pity."

"Mmnot." You grab his hand, lacing your fingers with his. Don't jerk away. Don't let go.

He lets his hand be. After a moment or two, you attempt to move your hand away since he wasn't reciprocating. But then he closes his fingers to stop you.

". . . this doesn't change my mind."

You rest your head on his shoulder. "I know. Pro heroes. License exams."

"Mhm."

"..."

"..."

"Good job." Softly, you say. This time you mean it.

You feel his head lean to rest on yours.

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❎ Don’t fall in love with Bakugou unless you are the type who can understand someone’s bark is worse than their bite. Someone who does mean well.

"Hey Class A, I heard the news!" Monoma leaned his elbows on the side of the shoe locker by the school's genkan (entrance).

Kaminari caught his gaze to which Monoma burst out his absurdly, irritating laugh. "Two of you! I heard the two of you failed the licensing exam!" Truthfully, Monoma looked constipated compared to what he was going for. (He was going for the looking-down-on-Class-A laugh or Class-A-is-beneath-us-Class-B laugh.)

"Monoma from Class B, you're as charming as ever!" Kaminari exclaimed in sarcasm. He sees you behind Monoma and gives you an enthusiastic hand wave to which you shrug, smiled at him back, shoot a look at Monoma then Denki, and then rolled your eyes in exasperation regarding Monoma's antics.

Kirishima seemed to misread that because he cups his chin in thought with a sharp toothed grin. "Wait, don't tell me you're the only one in your class to fail again?" Remembering the time in training camp when Monoma flunked and had to take remedial classes with some of Class A too.

That made Monoma hug his stomach as he burst out laughing. You tug his shirt. "Enough, Monoma. We're gonna late for the principal's announcement."

That did it and he turned around and started to walk away when Kirishima had to follow up, "Not gonna answer?"

You sighed. Now, everyone's riled up. Monoma turned back to Kirishima. "Every single one of us passed." Monoma waved his hand in a dramatic flair. His tone gloating, but proud. "The tables are turning, Class A."

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"Dumbass!"

You turn to the shoji door by the entrance of the room and there, your gremlin of a schoolmate waits.

"Just because I was gone for three days doesn't mean you can just get used with me gone." He grumbles with a loud voice. "I'm waiting for your ass, now hurry up!"

You cover your face in embarrassment as your classmates in Class B turns to you. Monoma who caught your eye raised a brow as if to say, 'Really? I don't see the appeal.'

You pick up your bag and dragged your feet as slow as possible just to annoy Bakugou. He scowled but his hand circles your wrist and drags you to hurry the fuck up. You feel his fingers find their way to the spaces between yours.

Huh. You just found a way to trick Bakugou into holding hands with you.

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And while he isn't easy to love and it will take work, he is the type who will never give up on you and never stop fighting for you and him to make it.

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AN: belated happy birthday to explosion boy.

Bestie, I been fed by you and I noticed you have a penchant for jealousy fics. Do we have something to talk about, hmm? but to answer this, I don't think in gf privileges Bakugou would hold it against you if you find someone to date. He'll mope around sure. Super duper jealous sure. But fair play, though. Wouldn't hold it against you. I guess it's like it-is-what-it-is. This pov is to highlight although reader and Bakugou isn't official yet, there are perks. And he's trying ya know? To make you want him like he wants you. I just hope most of the readers are patient enough for (princess) Bakugou. He's worth it. Also howyoudoing.

@coffinxnoodle hahaha my bad. I said December. Turns to April.

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