#the blush when he came out and the flirting throughout the game?

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Kyuma and Arisu had better chemistry during a single arc, than Arisu and Usagi during two seasons. Ha.

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𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Emily Prentiss x Fem!reader

Warning(s): Smut, oral sex, fingering, teasing, mutual pining/sexual tension

Requested: no

Word count: 2715

Characters: Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner, Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan & Penelope Garcia

Universe: Criminal Minds

Summary: You and your coworker Emily finally give in to the tension between you two after teasing from Derek and Penelope, and promises of breaking records of your ongoing timed flustering game.

After a case you and your team had taken two weeks to solve, the idea of going back to Quantico was heavenly. Though you and your coworkers still had a bit of paperwork to complete before you could all go home, knowing you'd be going home to your own beds soon pulled you through it.

Throughout the time spent on the case, yours and Emily's insistent bickering and remarks had been the source of entertainment. Though one moment still lingered on your mind, you tried to push it away as you typed eagerly away at your computer.

"I could get used to you being under me, Y/L/N." Emily had smirked after the two of you had been knocked to the ground, Prentiss landing on top of you. You had blinked up at her as Hotch had shouted for the team to get back to their feet, keeping his gun aimed as he trudged forward whilst you and Emily came to a stance, following in suit. Your eyes were trained on the back of her as her words repeated over and over.

"You alive over there?" Derek's voice brought you out of your memory as you blinked three times in a row, twisting your head to look his way. Emily's eyes were on you, too, and for some unexplainable reason, your heart had jumped when you made eye contact. You had absolutely no reason why you were suddenly feeling this way. Sure, you had flirted with her in the past, much like you had with Derek, or even Penelope, but something had changed, and you knew it.

"Am I crazy or is she blushing right now?" Prentiss grinned, exchanging looks with Morgan to the left of her. "Crazy is too nice of a word to describe you, Prentiss." You retorted, though you had tried to hide the fact that you had no idea your flustered state had been showing. "What's got you blushing doll face?" Derek inquired, propping his elbow up on his desk as Emily tilted her head from where she stood, an eyebrow quirking in intrigue.

"I'm not blushing." You stated, trying to sound as convincing as possible. "Liar. You look like a tomato." The raven-haired woman laughed, her tongue running across her bottom lip. She watched as your eyes followed the motion, her smile only growing wider from it. "She looks like how she did when you called her baby that one time." Morgan instigated, leaning forward. "Oh yeah, she liked that, didn't you?" Emily smirked, raising her eyebrows at your flushed face.

"I hate both of you." You rolled your eyes, turning away from them to hide a smile as your cheeks reddened. "Awe you guys are flirting without me?" Penelope sighed as she walked in, her bright red hair resting elegantly on her shoulders, contrasting to the bright yellow shirt she wore. She hands you a donut before proceeding to give the other two to the others. "Oh, we only just started baby girl. Prentiss already has Y/L/N flustered- it only took five minutes this time."

"New record! Impressive, Emily." Garcia smiled, halting at the raven haired woman's side as you turned back around to face them. "You know, Hotch will never let us go home if you keep teasing me."

"Oh come on, I like seeing you blush because of me." Emily remarked, doing that lip bite thing she always does. "Are you trying to flirt with me Em?"

"Yes. Is it working?"

You shrug in response as you bite down on your donut, placing it down as you noted the glaze still on Emily's bottom lip after she had taken a bite of hers, sitting down on Derek's desktop, her legs manspread as usual (another thing that you couldn't help but notice). Her eyes met yours as a mischievous grin slithered across your face; two could play at the flustering game. You came to a stance, stopping right between her legs. Her eyebrow quirked as your hand reached up, thumb running across her bottom lip to remove the glaze.

But as you slipped your thumb into your mouth, keeping your eyes on hers the whole time, her mouth opened just the smallest bit, eyes falling to your lips as you pulled your thumb out. "You just had a little thing there." You smiled innocently, patting her knees with your hands before reaching behind her, grabbing a manila folder, grinning once more at her before retreating off to Hotch's office. You could hear her clear her throat as the other two laughed in bafflement.

When you returned only five minutes later, announcing you were able to go home now that you completed your work, you noted the slightest bit of blush on Emily's pale cheeks. "Looks like my mouth does a better job of teasing you than my words do." You smirked, watching as both Derek's and Emily's eyebrows raise quickly, Penelope biting a smile back. "You sure about that?" Prentiss managed to question, though her heart had been beating quickly from the vision she had in her mind.

"Oh, I'm positive."

"Can you both just make out already or something and stop teasing each other all the time!" Garcia squealed, realizing her words came out a lot louder than intended as she noticed heads turn. "Balls in Prentiss's court." You started, tugging your bag over your shoulder as you shut off your computer and filed everything into place neatly. "See you guys Monday." You finished, sending a wink their way as you whipped around, heading to the elevator.

Emily remained speechless from where she sat, noticed quickly by the other two. "Looks like Y/L/N broke her record, too." Morgan remarked with an exchanged smile to the redhead beside him, patting the brunette on the shoulder. "So... you gonna hurry up and finish your work so you can make your move or...?" Penelope questioned, gaining the other woman's attention. She had caught on a long time ago that the raven-haired girl had harbored more than platonic feelings for you, but kept it her little secret. Emily came to a stance, straightening her black button up as she nodded. "I'm going to make it under a five-minute record."

"And how exactly are you going to accomplish that?" Derek inquired, watching as a knowing grin grew on her face. "I'm afraid that's classified, Morgan." She replied, walking away from the two who exchanged raised eyebrows, eager for Monday to come to hear from the two girls.

-

Four knocks from your front door startled you out of your sleepy state as you looked to your clock, noting the time had been nearly one in the morning. You came to a stance, shutting off the TV you had been drifting off to in the past hour since you'd been home before making your way to the unknown visitor.

You were surprised to see Emily through the peephole of your apartment door, but quick to unlock the door, meeting her face to face. "Uh, everything okay Prentiss?" You grumbled, attempting to fixate your tired eyes as they landed on her lips that were tugged between her teeth.

"I can't do it anymore." She uttered, her mouth falling agape.

"Do what?"

"Act like the teasing and flirting is a joke or just for fun." She stated, noting that you were confused and unsure of what she meant. "I'm not flirting with you because I feel like it. I'm flirting with you because I want you, and if that's uncomfortable to hear I apologize. But it's killing me to pretend that the things I say aren't what I'm thinking or feeling."

Your mouth laid agape upon hearing what she had just admitted, your heart beginning to beat as you watched her tongue glide across her bottom lip again. Those perfectly shaped lips, designed by the gods themselves. "And I love when you do that, every time." She whispered, always knowing you were watching that simple action. "Please say something."

You had only recently noticed the change in the way you looked at her or thought about her, usually shaking it off as you deemed it odd, but the more those thoughts occurred, the greater your feelings had grown in the past month. You'd be lying if you said you didn't feel the same way she did. Your eyes met her brown ones that poured into yours with so much emotion; so much wanting. "As often as I say I hate you, I don't; I want you more than I'd like to admit, and that damn tongue thing you do drives me crazy." You replied, swallowing hard as a smirk made its way across her lips. "So... you wouldn't pull a gun on me if I kissed you, right?" She inquired, taking a step towards you.

"Mm... I still haven't decided." You responded before reaching for her hand, tugging her forward, and crashing your lips onto hers. She was quick to kiss back, holding the back of your head as her other hand slithered around your waist, bunching your t-shirt in her palm. Your lips remained moving in harmonious motion as you pulled her into your apartment; she followed your lead, shutting the door behind her.

The kiss became more heated and passionate as your tongues fought for dominance, her hands tugging at the hem of your shirt, nonverbally asking for permission. You nodded before pulling back from the kiss, allowing her to pull the shirt over your head, leaving your chest exposed. Her eyes dropped to your breasts, biting down on her bottom lip at the sight. When her eyes returned to yours, they were filled with lustful yearning.

Those eyes ignited something within you, matching her yearning equally. You pecked her lips before grasping her wrist, uttering: "Bedroom." She nodded quickly, following your lead into the next room after you locked your door. The two of you were quickly on top of the bed, tongues slipping into each other's mouths before hers trailed down your neck, and to your bare chest. There, she cupped your right breast as her tongue circled around the nipple of the other, sending your head lolling back. She paid such close attention to how you reacted, mentally noting what made you feel good; right now, that's all she wanted to do.

She swapped movements to alternate what she had done previously, swirling her tongue on your right nipple this time, and hand massaging your left. Your hands tugged at the buttons of her button up shirt, which you knew she had been wearing at work. As soon as she had left, she had come straight to you, wasting no time.

Pulling away from you, she helped you unbutton each one before tossing the shirt to the side, leaving her in a black lace bra. Your hands were unclipping it in an instant, tossing it aside as you admired how pretty her tits sat. "You're so beautiful, Em." You whispered, sounding as if you were out of breath. Her right hand met your chin, directing you to look into her eyes. "Mm, so are you pretty girl." She smirked, watching as you bit back a smile. "Remember when I said I could get used to being on top of you?"

"How could I forget?"

A mischievous smile made its way on her face as she moved to straddle you, slowly laying you down by holding you by your arms. "I meant it." She added, planting kisses on your stomach as her fingers toyed with the hem of your shorts, tugging them down as she planted more kisses down your legs, making you slightly squirm. "Before I take these off, I want to make sure you want to do this." Emily stated, fingers hooked around your panties at your hips. You nodded eagerly, earning a tilt of her head. "Words, baby."

Butterflies swirled in your stomach at those two words; "Yes. I want you, I want to do this."

"Good girl." With that, she was grasping your underwear by your hips, shimmying them down and off, adding them to the pile of clothes on the floor. Her hands grabbed the back of your knees, pushing your legs up for you to hold them. You complied, watching as she lowered herself to your cunt.

With one kiss to each side of your folds, she licked a long stripe up your slick, eyes remaining on yours as she watched your eyes roll back. A smirk made its way on her face as she continued to do this, swirling her tongue around your clit before sucking it between her lips, beginning to pick up the pace as she slid a digit inside of you. "Fuck Prentiss-" You whimpered, keeping a grip on your legs as she slithered an arm around your left leg, taking your left hand in her right one. Her fingers pumped in and out as she curled them, observing what made you react the most to learn what you like. "Just like that." You moaned, squeezing her hand as her eyes answered for her. She was unbelievably good at this, no doubt very experienced from the way her tongue moved as if it knew exactly what to do.

It wasn't long before that pressure built within your core, releasing as you climaxed. "I think my mouth does a better job at teasing than yours, Y/L/N." She quirked, getting to her knees as she hovered over you, intertwining her lips with yours. The taste of you on her lips only made your desire to reciprocate pleasure greater; you were on your knees alongside her before breaking apart to tug at the loops of her black jeans. "I want these off." You ordered, receiving an eager nod from Emily. You sucked on the skin of her neck as you removed her underwear, making sure to leave a visible spot to show she wasn't the only one winning this time.

You teased her by planting kisses up and down her thighs that were spread just for you. "Quit being a tease, Y/N."

"What's s'matter love? Thought you liked it."

"Oh, I do, but not when you're looking this hot and about to eat me out."

"Just say please."

"Please."

"Mm, not convincing enough." You drawled, kissing the inside of her right thigh as your fingers ghosted over her cunt, making her squirm for touch.

"Please baby." She whimpered, watching as you smirked before meeting her clit, working away in satisfaction. She had always been the dom in these situations, but something about the way you made her beg for it sent butterflies throughout her stomach; just like your tongue was doing to her now.

You too were experienced and no stranger to pleasing women, so this was light work. Two of your fingers entered her as you mimicked her own movements prior, curling as they pumped at that spongey spot. "Fuck-" She grunted, chest rising and falling quickly as your tongue affectionately swirled and sucked on her clit, licking up and down her slick attentively. The taste of her was good enough, but watching her actually lose control beneath you was satisfying. Her climax began to build as you picked up the pace, watching as those dark lustful eyes remained trained on yours, and her reddened lips laid agape from the pleasure she was feeling.

Her head lolled to the side as you flicked your tongue on her sensitive nub repeatedly, sending her over the edge. Her moans were like music to your ears as you licked up her folds a couple more times, taking her cum into your mouth. You came to your knees before her laid figure, sticking your digits in your mouth to clean off her juices. "God you drive me crazy." She whimpered as she watched your motions, licking her bottom lip before tugging it between her teeth. "Crazy's too nice of a word." You reminded with a small grin, kissing her lovingly.

She remained at your place that night, and the night after; having spent the whole weekend with you. Returning to work Monday, you two kept up your bickering as a front, though the hickeys on Emily's neck hadn't gone unnoticed by Derek and Penelope, nor the other team members. You just smirked to yourself as she shook her head at you, as if to say, 'I'm getting you back.'

And she would, because your guys' game was far from over.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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Ran Haitani: Embarassing Question

Hello dust bunnies, it’s my husband birthday and obviously I’m going to celebrate it! I know that most of you voted for the smut on the poll but I came up with a huge idea, a mini story about Ran as a father and how he changes throughout time.

Warnings: Suggestive, Mentions Of S*x, Overall Fluff

Plot: It’s Ran’s birthday and he can’t help but show his love to you and your kids, Momo and Ren, who needs their father to explain something really basilar like love

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 coming soon

Love it’s your birthday!!

Ran Haitani isn’t a man that forgets celebrations but he’s been so caught up with work and fatherhood that looks at you so shocked, “What I didn’t even realize!?” he says to you while playing with your son and daughter, “I guess I got so caught up in all the excitement from today and all the talk about the kids to realize that it’s my birthday my love!

“It’s an important day, how could you forget?” you say while kissing him and looking to Ren and Momo, “Well you’re right, it is an important day after all, it’s my birth, the one and only” he says with his signature smirk while braiding Momo’s hair “So thank you so much for remembering this important day for me” he continues and lean into your ear “And don’t worry, we can celebrate in a more proper way when the kids are asleep” he winks. Ran Haitani is still capable of making you blush even after 10 years of relationship and 2 children in your family, but the same goes for his wife “Is that so? Whisper me what you want to do my love” you say playing with him while the kids look clueless at your flirting behaviors, “What do you want me to whisper, my love?” he says with a grin while dangerously caressing your hip making you feel self aware of your horniness, “I’ll be more than happy to, you are very important to me, what do you want me to do, my love?” he continues while peppering kisses all over your face. “It’s your birthday my love, I want you to whisper me what you desire for today” you say with a smile while looking at him and then your kids, “Ah well if that’s the case, it would be my deepest wish if I could spend the day with you and the kids and just share our day as the family we are and continue enjoying our precious life together, my love” he confesses, still looking at your kids who turn to you, interrupting their game. “Would that be alright with you my love?” he finishes and then you look at him with a lot of love, “Nothing more? We will have some free time when the kids will be sleeping” you say hoping to cherish some intimacy between yourselves.

“Oh? Do you have something in mind, my love?” he asks excitedly to hear how much you need him, “Mmm my birthday boy deserves to feel good, do you wanna get laid?” you whisper trying not to let the kids hear, “Your wish is my command my love” Ran says like a devoted husband, getting close to kiss Ran feels the kids tugging at his pants, “How old are you daddy?” the kids ask curiously “Huuu ohh, I’m thirtyfive now, I’m getting old that’s for sure, but it’s a great excuse for a celebration and some cake on, right?” he asks, caressing their blond hair and you smile, taking the big cake out of the fridge “Wanna help daddy to blow the candles?” he asks and your daughter and son smile happily ready to help their daddy in the important task

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR RAN, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUU

Ren and Momo clap their chubby hands happily blowing the candles with Ran and you snap a photo, “Awww thanks babies” Ran says hugging the children who enjoy their father's affection. “So what did you gift me for the big day?” Ran asks turning to you and you offer him a big bouquet of flowers and the children give him a drawing, kissing their father’s cheeks, “You guys have always such thoughtful gifts for me, thanks I love them” he says hugging you and kissing his kids back.

“Ok so what’s the other gift?” he says with a teasing tone and soon you blush knowing he’s tempting you and you whisper “Well I thought I could give you some good sex daddy” you whisper and Ran smirks saying “Hmmmm, oh, how naughty, I look forward to tonight then”.

“Daddy, what’s sex? Why does mommy kiss you in the mouth?” Momo asks, you and Ran both choke on your wine and look shocked at your daughter, “Ha oh I see so we reached that age where the kids need to start understanding these types of things already?” Ran says with a little blush, “It seems like my little darlings may not be kids for so much longer, and that just means I need to have a few serious conversations, so, in that case, I will let you know all you need to know about these things”.

Momo and Ren eagerly nod to their father's reply and wait for an explanation, but you look shocked to your husband “They’re still in primary school are we sure about telling them?”

“Well it is an awkward conversation and maybe it’s not age-appropriate, but I think we can tell them the right informations in a gentle way” Ran says and you smile at him “It might be better for them if they know at least the basics rather than learning from questionable sources” you add and Ran smiles at your agreement, “PLEASE DADDY TELL US!” Momo and Ren ask and he smiles sitting with them on the sofa. 

“Alright then, I will do my best to explain to you without scaring you kids, it is a very delicate subject and I don’t want you to become frightened so I will take it nice and slow”. Momo and Ren nod again and sit each one on your laps “Ok so you know kids when two people love each other very much? They might express their love in different ways, by hugging, by kissing and holding hands, have you seen that with your mother and I?” he says with a smile while Momo hugs him and Ren listens attentively, “Those are great ways to show love but there are other ways too” “Like you know when two people get married because they love each other?” you say and Ren jumps and takes back a photo where you’re kissing each other at your weddings, “That’s right Ren!” you say taking the photo and showing it to Momo and Ran, making him smile “Well you see, when two people love each other very much, sometimes they want to express their love for each other in more adult ways” Ran continues while the kids tilt their head “Adult ways?” Momo asks curiously, “There are some things that kids shouldn’t know, so you have to be very careful with what you tell them about these things, these are things that you won’t know until you’re much older, and I hope that you please could keep it a secret until then, do you understand kids?” Ran says seriously hoping that Momo and Ren won’t keep questioning these things and not taint their innocent minds.

Momo and Ren look confused but surprised, “Can I read it on mommy encyclopedia, dad?” Ren asks taking a bite of cake, “Well hmm, you can read it, but remember it will help you only picturing it, it will be really different in real life” Ran says asking for your assistance, “I agree, mommy will explain to you when you will be in love for the first time Ren” you say ruffling your son’s hair. “Ok then if you say so love” Ran says taking your hand and giving you  pure smile, “Well then let’s just say that for now, this is a grown up things, for mommies and daddies, but just know, when the time comes, there might some things you could do to prevent any trouble, and there are always people you can talk to about it. When the time comes your mother and I will be there for you and explain to you, alright?”. 

Momo stares cutely at you and you can tell how much she’s happy to be sharing this moment with her beloved daddy and family, “Daddy does this mean you don’t love me and Ren as you do with mommy?” you giggle hugging her and her brother and soon Ran join “You two are my children, and I love you both so dearly, it’s just that, at the end of the day, what your mother and I share, is something special, and only for two of us. You kids may not understand yet, but one day you will, and that’s when you’ll know what true love can be like, my darlings”. “A different kind of love doesn’t mean that we don’t love you, of course being in love with each other it’s important but our love wouldn’t be so strong without you kids, in this sense the love we have for you it’s really important to grow that’s why you’re as much as important as your mother, and I wouldn’t trade you for anything else in the world” Ran says trying to make your children understand the importance of their existence and how his life wouldn’t be the same without them.

You nod a bit moved and self conscious about you and Ran and smile, “Thanks for loving us so dearly” you say kissing him making his birthday even more significant, “Your love and your happiness are my greatest priorities my love, so I will always do to make everything in my power to make you happy” the kids smile assisting to so much love from their parents, “Just know that you will always be my sunshine and you will always have a special place in my heart” he says to the kids and you engulfing you in a big hug.

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so high ☆ mattheo riddle x f!reader

summary: you bet mattheo that you can out-smoke him at a slytherin party and he doesn’t believe you.

a/n: characters are 18+ also not proofread, so sorry if there's mistakes :)

warnings: suggestive flirting, making out, smut at the end, bets, smoking (obvs), reader smokes, dr*gs, drinking, swearing, general party theme lol

it was a saturday night, and throughout hogwarts castle, teachers slept, house elves cleaned the halls, and younger year students slept peacefully in their common rooms. all was quiet, except for the slytherin common room.

music blared from the enchanted speakers that enzo and pansy had gotten from hogsmeade earlier in the week, and firewhiskey shots were being passed around by the “bartender” who was really just adrian pucey sitting behind one of the tables in the room.

you watched from one of the plush couches as draco and blaise danced around each other, laughing and singing, already hammered off of a mix of weed and alcohol. theo was also with them, not nearly as hammered, but laughing at them and singing along to the song that was playing.

“and i thought these two couldn’t get any more ridiculous.” a voice said from behind you, and you didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.

“hi mattheo,” you smirked, not looking back at your best friend. “let them be, it’s your weed they’re zooted off of.”

his arms came to wrap around your shoulders as he leaned in behind you, lips tickling your ear as he whispered so only you could hear.

“i barely gave them any, they split a joint between them.”

finally, you turned around and gave the boy a smile.

“there’s no way that’s true matty, i’ve smoked your joints before and that is not what happens at all.”

he smirks at you and comes to sit down on the couch next to you. his arm goes back up around your shoulders as he leans closer to you.

“oh yeah? and what exactly happens when you smoke my joints love?” his tone is suggestive as he raises his eyebrows at you and gives you a teasing wink.

your cheeks redden, and you can tell he notices by the way his grin widens and he shuffles a little closer to you on the couch.

he’s challenging you, and you know it by the way he’s looking at you, his dark brown eyes boring into you, waiting for an answer.

two can play at this game.

mattheo may have been a flirt, but so were you.

he takes a sip of his drink as you shoot him a sweet smile, “oh you know, the usual, maybe a little spacey, a little relaxed, a little horny.”

you say the last part quietly so only he can hear you, and his eyes go wide as he chokes on his drink, coughing. you watch as it’s his turn to get flustered. he recovers quickly though, and before you know it he’s pulling out two joints from behind his ear.

“is that so?” he says, his tongue running against his bottom lip slowly as he looks at you.

“yeah, and you know what matty?” you start to slowly lean closer to him, your hand softly brushing up his arm.

his eyes flicker down to your lips and it's his turn to blush as he shifts slightly in his spot on the couch. flirting isn't uncommon in your relationship with the boy, but it's days like these when mattheo has already had a little bit to drink, and you're looking a little too good in your party outfit, that he thinks that maybe, just maybe, he'll be brave enough to make a move.

he lets out a breathy chuckle. "what darling?"

you lean even closer so that your lips are almost against his ear. "i bet you anything that i can out smoke you, right here, right now."

the hand that's still on his arm slides up to his left ear where two already rolled joints are resting. you snatch them up as he processes your words. you're already off the couch and laughing as he finally recovers and gives you a dark stare- not unkind, but something that you can't quite place.

"anything?" his voice is low, challenging you. "because i could think of a lot of things i want if i win."

"oh yeah? like what riddle?"

he gets off the couch and motions you to follow him through the common room doors. "come with me to the astronomy tower and we'll see who can really out smoke who." he looks back at you with a shit-eating grin. "and when i win, i get to ask you one question, and you have to answer truthfully. if you don't i'll know."

you laugh again at that. "ok matty, you're on. but if i win," you reach over to run a hand through his hair, your small hand finding his larger one in the darkness of the hallway. "you have to do my history of magic essay for me, and my potions notes."

mattheo shoots you a quick grin. "you're on princess."

the nickname makes your cheeks flush, and you thank merlin that the hallway is dark enough so he can't see how flustered he makes you.

it's around 12:30 by the time you arrive at the astronomy tower, and mattheo sparks the first joint with a quick incendio. your joint is between your lips and you're about to pull out your wand to light yours as well, but mattheo beats you to it.

"let me princess." he holds up his wand and lights yours up with ease. you flush again. that has to be one of the sexiest things he could have done. i might just let him win at this point.

"thanks matty." you say softly. he's leaning against the rail of the tower, and you step to join him. your arms are brushing against each others as you finish your first joints.

half an hour passes and you continue to try and out-smoke each other, giggling and becoming more chatty with each drag. by the time you're 2 joints in you have to call it quits. anymore you were going to green out, and you really didn't need to have a panic attack on top of one of the highest points in hogwarts.

"alright matty, you win, there's no way I'm having another one tonight." you have a genuine smile on your face as you tilt your head to look at him, joint still hanging off your pink lips. mattheo thinks you might be the prettiest girl he's ever seen. he looks away from you before you catch him staring, and sparks up another for himself.

"i knew you couldn't beat me darling, but you did get pretty close." he's looking at you with a smug smile and you just want to kiss it off his perfect face.

"shut up mattheo," you laugh good-naturedly at him. "i guess you get to ask me your question now. i promise to answer 100% truthfully."

you take a small step closer to him as you speak, and you are so close to each other now, that you can feel the heat radiating off of him.

"hmm let me think," he puts his hand on his chin in mock thought. truthfully, he knows exactly what he wants to ask you, but it's so fun to watch you squirm as you wait for him.

"ok here's my question,"

he pauses to flick the butt of the joint off the astronomy tower, and in one quick swoop, his arm is around your waist, pulling you flush against him. you look up at his brown eyes and see as confident as he looks, there's still a faint tint to his cheeks.

he speaks softly, "if i kissed you right now, would you kiss me back?"

your heartbeat speeds up and your arms come up to wrap around his shoulders. a loving smile spreads across your face as he awaits your answer.

"why don't you kiss me and find out?" you whisper leaning in.

a wide grin spreads across his face and he takes no time in pressing his soft lips to yours eagerly. you kiss him back with the same eagerness, and one of his hands stays on your waist as the other sinks down to caress your backside. the kiss gets deeper and more enthusiastic as you open your mouth a little to let his tongue slip in. you let out a soft moan and grab the back of his hair to give it a tug.

it's his turn to groan as he pushes you up against the railing of the tower. you and mattheo only pull away for the need of air. you're both panting as you pull away and smile at each other. the weed in your systems makes every touch seem so much more intimate, and you never want him to let go of you.

"if i knew you were going to kiss me like that, i would've dragged you up here sooner." you (half) joked as mattheo leaned into you to suck lovebites onto your neck.

his head was still buried in your skin as he answered you. "i don't think i'll ever be able to not kiss you again princess." his voice was needy, and you could feel the growing bulge in his pants. "i've wanted to do that for so long," he confessed quietly, pulling his lips away from your skin.

"me too baby."

the pet name made him drag you into another heated kiss, your hands finding their spot right on the top of his belt buckle. you could feel him against you, desperately searching for some relief.

"need a little help matty?"

he groans as he nods his head, leaning in to kiss you again. you waste no time in unbuckling his belt and watch as his pants fall down around his ankles. his hands are already reaching up your skirt, pulling your panties to the side as he slips two fingers into your awaiting heat.

"so wet for me princess, can't wait 'till my dick is in your perfect pussy."

his lewd words make you moan into his mouth, along with his expert fingers, pumping in and out of you. you can't wait anymore, and you pull down his boxers to let his dick spring free. you pull away from the kiss to look down at his throbbing member. he was the perfect size, tip flushing red as it leaked precum. your hand reached down to swipe it off, as your hand pumped him. his head was thrown back and his eyes rolled back into his skull, his voice heavy with lust when he spoke.

"gods princess i need to be inside of you right now." he pulled his fingers out of your soaked heat, looking at you for permission to enter.

you nodded at him and dragged him closer to your body. "fuck matty, i need you so bad."

he didn't need to be told twice, as his hand reached down around his cock, and pressed into you. you both moaned at the way he was stretching you out, the pleasure like nothing you've ever felt before.

"holy shit."

mattheo's swore as he thrust into you, moaning and whispering praises into your ear. "such a good girl for me princess, you feel so good."

"fuck mattheo, don't stop, i'm so close baby." you moaned. his cock was hitting the perfect spot, making your vision blurry.

"you take me so well baby, never gonna want anybody but you."

his thrust got harder as you clenched around him. the familiar heat in your stomach was white hot as you clenched even harder around his thick cock. "i'm coming matty, oh merlin." you moaned.

"yeah princess, come on my cock, i wanna see your pretty face when you do it."

his words were too much as you came around him. he groaned loudly as he felt you come, and his thrusts got sloppier and rougher. you could tell he was close.

"you fuck me so good matty," you panted. "come inside me baby, i wanna feel you."

that was enough to send him over the edge, and you could feel the thick ropes of cum release inside of you as he fucked you through his orgasm. you were both panting as you came down from your high together. he reluctantly pulled out of you and pulled his pants back on.

you smiled at him and leaned up to give him a quick kiss. "that was so good matty."

he still had a bit of a dazed look in his eyes as he stared at you.

"matty?" he was just staring at you, and you were getting nervous that he regretted it.

"can i be your boyfriend princess? i promise to treat you right." the genuine tone in his voice made you grin widely, as you kissed him again, this time with more passion.

"of course you can mattheo, as long as i can be your girl."

"you can be mine for as long as you want me to be princess, i love you." his hand caressed your cheek softly as you both smiled at each other.

"i love you too mattheo, more than you ever know. and who knows? maybe one day i'll actually out-smoke you."

he laughed and shook his head at your teasing. "i don't know darling, if i get to fuck you like that everytime, i'm definitely not letting you win."

"oh you're on riddle."

[scenarioenthusiast]

Hi! Can you do Volks, Eli and Anon with a flirty reader?

I gotchu 🫡

Volks, Anon, and Eli with flirtatious Reader

author notes| gender was not specified so reader is gender neutral :) Boys are human here and enjoy!

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-Volks-

You were known among your friends as a very flirtatious individual. You seemed to had a way with words and a charming demeanor that seemed to captivate everyone around you. However, there was one person who seemed immune to your obnoxiously flirtatious nature – your boyfriend, Volks. Volks seemed like a cold and cruel guy to those who didn't know him very well but to you he was a awkward but sweet and loving boyfriend, but when it came to flirting, he was completely clueless. You couldn't help but find his awkwardness endearing, and so you seemed to make it your mission to flirt with him every chance you got. One day, as the two of you were out for a picnic in the park, you decided to turn up the charm and see just how flustered you could make Volks. You leaned in close, your lips just grazing his ear as they whispered sweet nothings, causing Volks to blush furiously. "Y/N, what are you doing?"

Volks stammered, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red.

You simply flashed him a sly smile and replied,

"Just trying to see if I can make my sweet boyfriend blush even more." As the day went on, you continued to shower Volks with compliments and playful touches, watching and laughing to yourself as he squirmed in his seat, clearly out of his element. But despite his awkwardness, Volks couldn't help but feel a warmth growing in his heart at your silly antics. As the sun began to set and the sky turned a beautiful shade of pink, you took Volks' hand in yours and looked into his eyes with a soft and loving gaze.

"I may tease you with my flirtatious ways, but know that my love for you is genuine,"

You said gently as a warm smile made it's way to your face. Volks felt a lump form in his throat as he gazed back at Y/N, his heart swelling with emotion. With a shy smile, he replied,

"I may not be the best at flirting, but I promise to love you with all that I am." And in that moment, as the world around the two of you faded into the background, you and Volks shared a sweet and tender kiss, your love stronger than ever before. Flirtatious banter aside, you both knew that what you had was something truly special – a love that was genuine, pure, and unbreakable especially after all you've been through.

-Anon- You were well known amongst your friends as the ultimate flirt. With a charming smile and quick wit, you could always seem to make anyone blush within moments. However, when it came to your boyfriend, Anon, you decided to up your flirtatious game in hopes to fluster him.

One sunny afternoon, you and Anon were walking through the park when you began to feel mischievous. You decided it was the perfect time to catch Anon off guard with a heavy dose of flirting as he was currently distracted by his phone. As the two of you strolled along the winding paths, you began to playfully touch Anon's arm, a sly grin playing on your lips. Anon looked up from his phone and at you, a hint of surprise in his eyes as you fully wrapped your arm around his. You leaned in closer, your voice dropping to a whisper as you complimented Anon on his looks, talking about how handsome he was. Anon's cheeks turned a bright shade of pink before he quickly turned away from you, and you couldn't help but smirk and chuckle at the effect you were having on him. Throughout the day, you had continued to ramp up the flirting. You batted their eyelashes, teased Anon playfully, and even dropped a few subtle hints about your shared romantic future. Anon was both flustered and amused by your boldness, but he played along, matching your banter with his own brand of charm. As the sun began to set, you and Anon found yourselves sitting on a bench, the air filled with laughter and the promise of something more. You leaned in for a kiss and Anon met you halfway, your lips meeting in a sweet and lingering embrace. In that moment, you realized that the real fun wasn't in getting Anon flustered but in sharing these playful moments together, where the love and laughter you shared could bloom like the flowers in the park around you. With a renewed sense of connection and affection, you and Anon walked hand in hand into the sunset, their flirtatious game bringing you both closer together than ever before.

-Eli-

You were very well known for your charismatic personality and irresistible charm. You had a knack for flirting that could make anyone with blush. Your boyfriend, Eli, was no exception. Although Eli was equally smooth with words and had a playful demeanor that matched yours. One sunny afternoon, you had decided to put your flirting skills to the test by attempting to fluster Eli. You had sashayed into the room, a mischievous glint in your eyes, and struck a pose that would make any model envious. "Hey there, handsome," You purred, trailing a finger down Eli's arm. Eli chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Trying to charm me, are you?" he teased, wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. "Good luck with that." Undeterred, you leaned in closer, your lips tantalizingly close to Eli's ear. "Oh, I don't need luck, darling. I've got charm to spare," You whispered, your breath sending shivers down Eli's spine. Eli raised an eyebrow, a challenge in his gaze. "Is that so? Well, two can play at that game." With a swift motion, he scooped you off your feet and twirled you around, causing peals of laughter to fill the room. (I feel like despite how flamboyant he is, he's pretty strong considering yknow..he was a pegasi) As the two lovebirds engaged in a flirtatious battle of wits, their banter became more outrageous with each passing moment. You both traded playful compliments and witty remarks, each trying to outdo the other in the art of seduction. But beneath the teasing and laughter, there was a deep connection that bound you and Eli together. Your flirtatious antics were just a playful reminder of the passion and love that burned between you. In the end, it was impossible to say who had won the flirting contest. You and Eli were both masters of the game, each perfectly matched to the other. As you wrapped each other in a tight embrace, the only thing that mattered was the unbreakable bond the two of you shared—a love that no amount of flirting could ever diminish.

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authors notes| This was such a cute request 🥹🫶 I apologize if they seem out of characters or if some are shorter than the others but I hope y'all enjoy nonetheless!

[up-to-some-good]

Traditions (7/9)

So close!

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December 1977

James Potter was done. He was done with the longing glances and pining from afar. Done with the soft touches and blushing cheeks. If he and Lily could get their shit together in time for the Christmas holidays, then there was no reason Sirius and Remus couldn't do the same. The annual Potter Christmas Eve party was coming up fast, and James was determined that his brother would be attending with Remus Lupin on his arm.

It was the last night of term before the students went home for Christmas. The Gryffindor common room was packed with people, food, and drinks. The party, James thought, was the perfect opportunity for some well-intentioned meddling. He tried to get Lily to join him on his scheming, but she had denied him, arguing that they would "figure it out themselves" and that "meddling would only cause problems". Whatever. He knew what he was doing, and Peter would be a perfectly adequate assistant.

Plan A: Get Sirius to Drunkenly Confess

James spent the evening plying Padfoot with drinks, trying to get him drunk enough that he would either get into his feelings and confess everything to Remus, or get extra touchy and finally make the first move. It was a foolproof plan.

Except that it wasn't. He forgot to account for Remus, who looked after Sirius at all times, and kept swapping Sirius's drinks for water, keeping him hydrated and barely even tipsy. Remus himself was staying sober for the evening, so Plan B (Get Remus to Drunkenly Confess) also went out the window.

Plan C: Spin the Bottle

James got Peter to suggest the game to avoid suspicion. It didn't work, as Lily narrowed her eyes at him immediately, but Sirius and Remus seemed none the wiser. He tried to place them strategically in the circle, encouraging Sirius to sit next to Mary so he'd be directly across from Remus, but Remus refused to cooperate and planted himself on Sirius's other side.

The game did not go well. At least, not for James. He watched Sirius kiss three different people in their year as Remus scowled at them, and then had to watch his own girlfriend kiss some Ravenclaw fifth year, at which point he ended the game. Peter, on the other hand, ended up spending the rest of the night dancing with Emmeline Vance after their first kiss in the circle. This, unfortunately, also left James without his assistant for the remainder of his schemes.

Throughout the night, he tried everything. He tried making them dance together, and dance with other people. He tripped Sirius three times, trying to get him to fall into Remus's arms. He suggested playing Truth or Dare and Never Have I Ever to no avail. He even tried persuading Mary to flirt with Sirius, but she only laughed and told him she didn't plan on pissing Remus off.

By the end of the night, James was seriously considering spiking one of their drinks with Veritaserum, when Lily came to sit by him. He buried her face in her neck and groaned in frustration as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

"They're idiots," he said. "Complete idiots who are going to die alone."

Lily chuckled and pressed a kiss to his forehead before lifting his head and point him in Remus's direction.

"Just watch," she whispered.

So he did.

He watched Remus beckon Sirius over to him, near the entrance to the staircase. He watched Sirius smile as Remus said something about a new Christmas tradition, before taking his hand and walking him over to the stairs. Remus stopped there and gently touched Sirius's chin, tilting his head up to the ceiling, where he spotted a sprig of mistletoe. Sirius smiled even wider, then leaned up to meet Remus in a kiss, his hands tangling in golden curls.

"They did it," James whispered in amazement.

Lily hummed her agreement.

"All by themselves!" he added.

She hummed again and pulled him closer.

"I'm an idiot," he said, finally.

"You are," she responded. "But you're my favourite idiot."

[periwinckles]

THE TRAIN BACK TO TWELVE - CHAPTER 26

"I really am sorry for keeping you guys up, I know it's late."

Peeta places a cup of tea in front of me, as Katniss revives the fire in the living room. It's mid spring, but we still get a few chilly nights, and tonight’s been a particular cold one.

"It's fine, Delly." Peeta says with a shrug. "It's not like we get that much sleep at night."

I can't help but widen my eyes, and he gets a light blush in his cheeks.

"That is not what I meant, and you know it."

"I know."

We're sitting by his kitchen table and he starts working on tomorrow's bread. As I watch his practiced motions, I relive my argument with Thom, in my head. I keep coming back to his final plea. What do you want me to do?

I realize I don't really know.

"I overreacted, didn't I?"

Katniss joins us with a cup of her own, and she brings it to Peeta's lips for a sip.

"I wouldn't call it overreacting. People act out of character when they get hurt. I guess that's why…" She stops mid sentence and eyes me with caution.

"What?" I ask.

"Bristel felt rejected. That explains the bitchy behavior. I don't think she's usually like that."

I really don't want to talk about Bristel anymore, I've had enough of her for the day. But as I ponder Katniss' words, I realize she is right. The only reason for her to act the way she did was if she was acting out of spite. Thom must have rejected her, somehow, throughout the day.

"You've met her before?" Peeta asks Katniss.

"Yeah, so did you, remember? When Gale got whipped, she's the one that told us what happened."

He furrows his brows trying to remember it, and his face visibly relaxes after a few seconds.

"Yeah, I think I do remember her. Tall girl, really long shiny hair, right? Quite ugly, though."

Katniss bursts out laughing, to the point she spills a little bit of her tea on the kitchen table. Even I manage a smirk, but it subsides quickly. I still don't have a clue of what I should do. Or better yet, what Thom should do. I cross my arms in the table and bury my head in them. This has been one of the longest days of my life.

"I agree with Thom." Peeta says, dropping the ball of dough on the table and giving it a final punch. "The best answer is for you to toast."

"We've only been dating for six weeks." I say with a shake of my head.

"So? My parents got married after a month of courtship, and they weren’t even coming out of a war. It's not that big of a deal."

"Your mother was pregnant, Peeta. And no offense, but are you really going to use them as a role model for a healthy relationship?"

He tilts his head with a grimace. "Yeah, you have a point."

I know fast courtships weren't really that uncommon, especially among Seam folks. It mostly came down to how old they were when the relationship started. If a couple got together when they were sixteen, they would toast a couple of weeks after they both aged out of the reaping. If they got together a few months before the final reaping, they would still toast once the games were done. Merchants weren't that different, but usually a match would be arranged by the families somewhere between the age of seventeen and eighteen.

"My parents got married without ever dating at all, and they turned out fine."

Peeta and I both turn to Katniss with shock.

"When you say no dating, you mean public dating right?" I ask her. I spent a long deal of time thinking about Katniss' parents these past few months, wondering what I would have done if the old status quo was still in place. I know I would have fallen in love with Thom, even if I met him while he was still a community boy, or a simple miner.

"No, I mean no dating at all. They just flirted during their trades, and tried to lengthen their time together. When my dad finally worked up the courage to tell her how he felt, my mom took a few weeks to make up her mind. But once she did, she was out of the apothecary, and she married him two days later."

"Your mother was very brave, Katniss." I tell her.

I've often wondered what would have been my fate. I like to think my parents would have liked Thom, maybe even accepting our relationship. But accepting him and keeping me on the payroll would be two very different things. I know, I would eventually have to make a choice, much like Mrs Everdeen had to.

"I would have done it in a heartbeat." Peeta blurts out like it's the most casual thing to say.

Katniss gives him a side glance, while carefully taking a sip of her tea, but there’s amusement in her eyes. It’s nice to see them fall into such a comfortable interplay. I knew they would eventually, but it still comes as a relief.

"Hypothetically speaking, of course." He continues, giving her a wink. "Let's imagine I fell in love with a Seam girl."

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[spac3ywac3y]

GhostSoap in which Soap is home for the Highland Games

GhostSoap in which Soap wears his kilt for the first time in ages and decides to send a pic to Ghost (Who he may or may not be in the flirting stage of his relationship with the guy.)

Ghost, who stares at the picture with a red face and thankful his mask covers his face so no one can see him blushing at his sergeant wearing a goddamn kilt.

Ghost, who panics when Soap asks how he looks so he just says ‘I’ve seen better’ before completely shutting his phone off before he has the chance to register how dickish he came off.

Soap, who sees his questions being put on read and getting sent into a frustrated mood because apparently Ghost has seen other Scott’s in kilts and that makes him jealous.

Soap, who’s entire mood is shot throughout the whole Highland Games and he doesn’t even partake in that usual playful banter between contestants, he just throws his frustration into every game he does and ends up winning all of them.

Soap, who returns back to base with his winnings but still feels upset, he just ends up fully ignoring Ghost when he comes back. He doesn’t engage in banter, he leaves areas if Ghost enters them.. he just stonewalls the man.

Ghost, who’s now realized his fuckup and now has to essentially chase Soap around to try and make it up to the Scot. Eventually having to get help from Gaz or Price because Soap is a lot harder to catch than he realized.

Eventually the two get sat into a room together and everything blows up to the point where they go from yelling at each other to aggressive make out session before they calm down and look into each other’s eyes.

“So I looked pretty good in the kilt aye LT?”

“Jesus Christ Johnny, you’re never allowed to wear that for anyone but me. Got it?”

“Aye Simon.”

kilted

soap: SIMON WHAT DO YOU MEAN?? ghost: ʀᴇᴀᴅ 01:41

[mayfieldsqueen]

My Hero (eddie munson x reader)

summary: fix-it fic for whatever the fuck vol 2 thought it was

word count: 1.2k

warning: vol 2 spoilers, swearing, not accurate dialogue for what happened i've only watched it the once so far

“What is taking them so long?” Dustin hissed, crouching at the back of the stolen caravan, awaiting your friends return from War Zone.

“I don’t know,” you replied. You moved to stretch your legs out after having them tucked underneath you. “But I hope they’re not much longer, I’m getting shaky.” 

“Have some water, there’s sure to be some in here.” Dustin raised his eyebrows and gestured towards the built-in kitchen, almost too harshly. You rolled your eyes as you pushed yourself up and carefully poured a glass of water. 

Eddie sniffed quietly beside you, his hands folded under his chin. Your heart twinged for the man as you raked your eyes across his hunched figure. Unkempt hair and sullen eyes that made you feel sick with worry. You poured another glass of water and handed it to him, sitting so close to him that your thighs touched. He smiled sweetly at you and whispered his thanks. 

The three of you, Max, and Lucas sat silently until the others burst through the door screaming about needing to leave. The ride was jolty and fast, and you fell onto Eddie more than once. He grabbed your waist and smiled brightly, showing his teeth. How he could still smile when his life was in his situation, you didn’t understand. 

Creating weapons with the whole gang felt somewhat peaceful amidst the chaos. You made shields with Dustin and Eddie, enjoying the slight therapy hammering nails gave you. You were tuned out, humming some silly tune, when Eddie suddenly tackled Dustin. Their interaction made you laugh loudly. Eddie heard so he turned around to give you a wink. Not wanting him to catch your embarrassment, you blew him a kiss causing an unexpected blush on his cheeks. 

Your teasing nature lasted throughout the whole set up before and into the Upside Down, all the flirting and winking – to which Dustin would gag every time. 

Once set up, you sat in silence, patiently awaiting instruction to begin bat distraction. Dustin let out a long sigh. 

“You okay there, Henderson?” You quizzed, one eyebrow raised. 

“Yeah, just, hate the waiting game.”

“Mmm, can’t argue with you there, Henderson,” Eddie chimed, fingers drumming against his knee in anticipation. 

“Okay she’s in. Initiate phase three,” came from the walkie in Dustin’s hand. Eddie immediately jumped up and into the alternate version of his room. He emerged with his guitar and helped you and Dustin up onto the roof.

You crouched with Dustin as Eddie started playing Master of Puppets. All you could do was stare as he threw his head around and expertly moved his fingers. The sound ricocheted through your body, lighting every nerve on fire. You barely even noticed how the demobats began to swarm the surrounding area. Dustin’s countdown broke your trance and you inhaled deeply to calm yourself down. 

In the trailer, the two boys jumped and screamed about how “metal” that was as you just stood there, mouth agape. Eddie turned to you and excitedly asked what you thought. For a moment you just stared, blinking slowly.

“Um, it was kinda, um, hot. Yeah, it was.” Eddie’s eyes widened comically, and you hastily walked away from him. “Very good playing well done.”

“Thank you,” he smirked, eyes following your movements. The chittering of the demobats died down and soft thudding started on the roof. “Oh shit.”

The three of you crept towards the noise, spears at the ready. 

“They can’t get in through there can they?” Dustin pointed at the vent with his spear. You and Eddie stepped in front of Dustin, shaking your heads. 

The bats burst through the vent and the two of you started jamming the bats with the spears. You were screaming profanities as you shoved the knife into these creatures, blood spurting everywhere. Eddie pulled you back, causing you to welp, to cover the vent with his shield. 

You high-fived and gave Dustin a head pat, breathing heavily. You swallowed as you followed them to check the other vents. A yell ripped out your throat as more bats erupted from another vent. You ran out of the door, hearing it slam behind you. Eddie rushed you and Dustin back through the gate then paused. 

“Eddie what are you doing?” Dustin screamed. “Hurry up!”

Eddie sliced the makeshift rope, moved the mattress and ran out of the trailer.

“Edward Munson!” You yelled. “Fuck! Dustin!”

“What?!”

“Shit! Help me get back!” You had already moved a chair and prepared to run and jump through. You landed on the ground with a bang, pain shooting through your side. “Wait there.”

You placed the mattress back to where it was before and helped ease Dustin through as he jumped. After grabbing your spears and shields, you left the trailer and looked around for your friend.

“EDDIE!” You heard from your left and saw Dustin running towards the cloud of bats, Eddie’s body barely visible through the creatures. Instantly, you followed him, speeding towards his figure.

Eddie let out a scream, and your legs somehow ran faster. Your arms moved before your mind as you swung your spear, beating down enough bats for you to join Eddie. He had been dragged to the floor, bats at his side. Tears threatened to spill at the sight of him. 

You beat these bats away, and could hear Dustin doing the same, for a few moments before they suddenly flew away. Eddie groaned, he was no longer being tormented. His face pale and blood painted his clothes. 

You dropped to his side. “Eddie, hey, no come on, get up. Jesus, fuck. Dustin help me get him up!” Dustin picked up one side of his body and you supported the other. Slowly, you made your way back to the trailer.

Once inside, you placed Eddie on a chair and removed your jacket, using it as a bandage for his wounds, trying to ignore the ways his eyes fixated on your face. You kissed his forehead before assisting Dustin back through to the proper world. 

“C’mon, big guy, we gotta go,” you smiled at him and began to set up your escape.

Safe on the other side, Eddie pulled you into a bone-crushing hug. He kissed the top of your head and repeatedly praised “thank you” into your hair. You pulled back and placed your hands on his cheeks.

“You think you’re going to die on my watch, Munson?” You stroked his cheeks with your thumbs, trailing down to trace his lips.

He smiled softly. “I didn’t want to run away this time.” He sniffed, voice cracking as he whispered, “I wanted to be the hero.”

“You are a hero, Eddie. My hero. You saved the world.” Your eyes locked into his, not knowing how long you just stared at each other. His eyes flicked down to your lips and back up. You smiled.

“Can I kiss you?” He breathed out softly. “’Cause I think a hero deserves a kiss, no?”

You nodded, laughing at his antics. The moment your lips met was bliss, all thoughts of the Upside Down and the end of the world pushed away from your minds. His cold lips warmed against your own as his hands moved around your back, pulling you closer. He kissed you firmly and full of passion. One hand trailed up to hold your neck and-

“Hey! Sorry to interrupt, happy for you, truly am, but we should probably get to a safer location!”

thank you for reading! i'm still devastated about what happened and this was entirely self-indulgent.

[let-me-simp-in-peace]

Haikyuu Dating Headcanons for Oikawa, Hinata, Kuroo, Bokuto, and Kenma:

Oikawa:

This guy loves you more than anything else, and he does everything he can to make sure you know it.

He can be clingy sometimes, especially when he’s having a bad day. When he’s struggling, you’re the first person he’s reaching for.

You’re his safe space. His home. There’s nowhere he would rather be than with you.

He totally goes all out for your dates. He spoils you constantly.

He also doesn’t mind having low key dates too. He loves just laying on the couch with you and watching movies.

When his knee gives him problems, you’re always there to help. Whether it’s giving him a shoulder to lean on, taking him to the doctor, or even helping him out at home, he knows he can always count on you.

You often have to drag him out of the gym, and he just holds your hand while you lecture him about overworking himself. Normally, he would be irritated by someone interrupting him, but he can’t bring himself to be mad when he sees your eyes glistening with unshed tears.

“I just worry about you, Tooru.”

He just pulls you into his arms and shushes you gently. His heart feels so full knowing that you care.

Hinata:

This ball of sunshine loves you dearly.

Will randomly compliment you, and when you smile, his heart races at how cute you look.

Loves receiving and giving flowers. He cried when you brought him sunflowers with a note that said “For my Sunshine”.

He’s super shy. Blushes every time you kiss him. Gives you a little bashful smile whenever you compliment him.

He loves getting piggyback rides from you.

His friends love teasing him for how whipped he is, but he just laughs along with them because he knows it’s true.

Sulks whenever he has to ask you for help reaching the higher shelves of your kitchen. He always perks up again when you ruffle his hair and kiss the top of his head.

Texts you in the middle of the night just to send you funny memes or cute videos that he found that remind him of you.

He plays twice as hard when he knows you’re watching and grins every time he hears you cheering for him.

Kuroo:

This guy lives on chemistry jokes. He’ll send them to you throughout the day just to make you laugh.

When he tells them in person, he always laughs when you roll your eyes to try and hide that you’re smiling.

Every now and then, you’ll surprise him with one of your own, and your heart melts when his face lights up.

He loves flirting with you. He’ll do it anywhere at anytime, and he won’t stop until you or someone (usually Kenma) tells him to get a room.

Will randomly bring you breakfast in bed, saying he just felt like doing something for you.

Sends you two cards on Valentine’s Day. One is always unendingly sweet while the other is a joke card showcasing an awful pick up line.

He calls you randomly because he thought of a question he wanted to ask about you and your life.

Bokuto:

You’re his entire world, and he’s not afraid to tell you.

Will call up his mom when you get sick to ask for that one soup recipe that she always made for him when he was sick. Literally stocks cold medicine, painkillers, and cough syrup to be prepared if you need any.

Contrary to popular belief, he’s actually a pretty good cook. Loves trying new recipes, and you’re his designated taste tester. Never gets offended if you don’t like something he made. He just appreciates that you were willing to try it.

Once cried when he realized he had a game on the same day as your anniversary. He came home that night to find fairy lights strung around the house, a delicious smell coming from the kitchen, and you standing in front of him with a sweet smile.

He picked you up and spun you around before showering your face, neck, and shoulders in little kisses.

(For Female Readers) When you get your period, he’ll call his mother, his sisters, your mother, literally any woman he knows to ask what to do and how to help you.

Kenma:

He loves you so much. He’s not always the best at expressing it, but he tries.

Plays with your hair and listens quietly when you need to talk. He never judges you.

Likes to be the little spoon because he loves having your arms wrapped around his waist while he plays on his PSP.

Absolutely ✨lives✨ for the proud smile on your face after he finishes a stream.

Mustered up the courage and actually called your best friend to ask for date ideas for your birthday.

You guys have all out video game tournaments with each other. Kenma even has a scoreboard for the two of you in the cabinet with his games.

He loves playing Minecraft with you. The two of you spent two months building an entire town together, complete with custom houses, uniquely colored shops, a playground, library, and a fountain in the town square.

Loves when you cook for him and will eat it even if he doesn’t like it because it means so much that you went out of your way for him.

[poly-pan-0118]

Spark Of Intuition

Artist: @yina_wolf.raven

Bakugou/Freader/Kaminari

Words: 5955K MDI 18+

After seven months of dating your gorgeous hot-headed boyfriend, Bakugou Katsuki. He shares something he's been curious about. As if you didn't already figure him out.

After a long night of studying with Katsuki and Denki you happily took the offer to nap while your boyfriend prepared supper in your tiny kitchenette. You were comfy and warm in your slumber when Katsuki tried waking you. The first time, you agreed and he came back to find you snoring. “Oi’, wake up you bum” he yelled from the doorway. “I’m up, I’m up.” you mumbled and sitting up. Ten minutes later Katsuki noticed he hadn't heard a sound from you. This time when he found you fast asleep again. He walked over with a growl and kicked the frame causing the bed to shake. “Just a few more minutes Kat” you begged. Katsuki quickly rolled you over and pinned you to the mattress. "Why you little shit, after I slaved away all day cooking in the kitchen." You're giggling quickly halted as he ran his hand under your shirt to grab one of your breasts tightly and squeeze your nipple. You couldn't help but let out a moan as your head jerked to the side. You looked up to catch his crimson eyes staring at you like a predator, but before you could retaliate with a snarky comment his lips landed on yours and then made their way to your neck where he proceeded to leave a mark.

Ring, the doorbell chimed. 

Katsuki let out a long sigh and his body went limp, his face buried in the crook of your neck. "Fuck I forgot for a minute dunce face was coming over for dinner, damn it." he mumbled. You lightly slapped the blonde in his arm. "I told you to stop calling Denki that, Blasty, " you said sarcastically. Bakugou absolutely hated being called that by Kaminari all throughout school and he still wasn't too fond of it. "If I remember correctly, you're the one who wanted this dinner get together." He leaned down to quickly give you a succession of chaste kisses which made you giggle again and then rose up to look at you. Neither of you said anything as you stared into each other's eyes full of want, full of need and so full of love. As soon as your lips parted to say something, Katsuki placed a finger over your lips. "Thank you for doing this." he said with adoring eyes, "You're so fucking perfect for me." All you wanted to do was please the man that you watched let his walls down slowly show you his vulnerable side only for you. 

When Katsuki approached you with his little fantasy, you'd like to say that you were surprised, but if you were being honest, you read him like a book. Denki, fucking, Kaminari was the biggest flirt you ever met. And your angry, sometimes explosive, Tsundere boyfriend was not immune to the blonde's charm. Yeah, you saw this coming the last time the Bakusquad got together. You sat at the end of the couch watching Kirishima and Sero sitting on the floor playing a game on the Switch when Denki came over to flop next to you. Almost tripping over his own feet and landing in your lap, he sat extremely close. You steadied him to sit upright. 

"Why are you so dang cute y/n?" he slurred. Yeah, poor guy was already three sheets to the wind after drinking only 2 cups of Kirishima's "secret recipe" Denki has always been a lightweight, always the first to pass out. You just giggled and continued to watch the game. Soon you felt a cold nose nuzzle into your neck. "You smell really good" You snapped your head at the inebriated blonde and found you were nose to nose with him. Denki grinned as he looked down to your lips. Blushing, you quickly turned your head and found Katsuki standing in the doorway watching you both. Your eyes went wide, and your heart was racing expecting him to yell. What you saw was a gleam in Katsuki's eyes and what you could have sworn was a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. You kept your eyes on the tall ash blonde as he walked to the couch and sat on the other side of Denki. You furrowed your eyes and watched him carefully as he could be an evil little shit sometimes. Katsuki caught your gaze and gave you a subtle wink. It wasn't flirtatious or devious. It was just a simple ‘I love you’ He put his arm on the back of the couch which happened to put him closer to Denki. "Well, hey there Kacchan”  Denki said in a flirty voice. 

Katsuki scoffed and rolled his eyes, "So you like the way my girl smells huh?" he asked with a mischievous grin trying to tease the man in the middle. "Babe come on," you pleaded hoping he wouldn't blow things out of proportion, "he doesn't know what he's saying" Katsuki ignored you and continued to tease the drunken mess that was Denki. You rolled your eyes and hoped that whatever game Katsuki was playing didn't backfire. The tables were turned on the cocky man though as Denki just leaned in closer to Katsuki, his nose buried in the crook of his neck. "You smell hella good too Kacchan" he said softly, then gave him a small kitten lick on the neck, just below his ear. 

Katsuki's nose flared and his face reddened. You screwed shut your eyes and your hands flew to your ears preparing for a huge outburst. When you didn't hear anything, you opened them to find Katsuki wide eyed and staring directly at you. The look you saw on his face was not one of anger but a look you were more familiar with. It’s the look he'd give you when you dropped to your knees. The look of hunger he'd give you before you took his cock in your mouth. You didn't think Katsuki's face could get any darker shade of red as you smiled at him knowing he knew that you knew he was turned on. The trance wasn't broken until you heard a loud holler from Sero because he won the game of Mario Kart. Which kind of surprised you because Kirishima always kicked ass at that game. Looking over at the big red gentle giant you knew why. He was staring at Katsuki with Denki's face still nuzzled in the crook of the man's neck. Kirishima's eyes seemed to pop out their sockets and as you followed his gaze you understood why. Katsuki had a visible hard on. His thick cock easily showed itself standing at attention through his basketball shorts he wore around the dorm rooms. Your hand covered your mouth not realizing how turned on your boyfriend got. 

"Dude," Kirishima bellowed from across the room at what he was witnessing. "Dios Mio" Sero said, finally catching on to things. "Dang Bakubro, y/n not enough for you anymore?" You knew Sero meant no disrespect towards you behind those words. It was merely to tease Katsuki, but your boyfriend thought otherwise. With a menacing growl Katsuki quickly stood up to yell at the raven-haired man but immediately stopped when he looked between his legs and saw his huge boner. The sudden realization of what all the fussing had been about hit him like a train and he made a beeline for the stairs. “Kat!” you yelled out for him, but Katsuki took the twelve steps to the second floor in only three, then he disappeared from sight.  “Princesa” Sero said to you with sad eyes, “I’m sorry, I didn't m-” 

“It’s okay Sero.” You gave him a soft look, “I’ll talk to him” you said then headed to the stairs. “Hmm, where’d blasty go?” you heard from Denki as you climbed the stairs. You found Katsuki sulking in his bedroom and before you could say anything he had you pinned up against the wall, hands above your head and his tongue exploring your skin. Needless to say, whatever thoughts that were going through his head he worked them out on you. Well, those he could anyway. After a long conversation he admitted he was bisexual and was scared to tell you. “Hey handsome, look at me” you told him as you both laid in bed in a post orgasm haze. You explained how you were pretty sure all of the Bakusquad fell somewhere along the spectrum of the rainbow and that was nothing wrong with that. You fell in love with Katsuki Bakugou, and that included everything about him. Even his desires and fantasies. You both made a promise to be open with each other about everything, which days later led to another even longer conversation where you both agreed to add another person to the bedroom. You've never had a threesome and neither has he, plus this way Katsuki could fulfill a fantasy of his. He was apprehensive to ask you at first. Stating how he didn't want you to think he was wanting something or someone else or that he was tired of you. You assured him that you knew he would never do something like that. You both had to be on the same page moving forward. No apprehensions. No regrets. You were all grown adults. You were both comfortable and safe in the relationship and trusted each other. So, it was settled. Now came the part to talk to Denki, which you knew he would jump at this offer, but you told Katsuki he had to ask. After some grumbling, he relented and agreed.

So here you both were. Sitting at the table enjoying the delicious Chicken Katsu don your amazing boyfriend prepared. Time passed and tummies full, you offered Denki some more juice and he asked if you had any wine. “I know you have some Stella Rosa Y/N.”. He wasn't wrong, you always had a bottle in the fridge. “We want to keep a clear head tonight” you told him. “Umm, okay” Denki said, giving you a puzzled look. Anxious and tired of beating around the bush, Katsuki spoke up. “Look dun- Denki” he corrected himself, “We need to talk to you about something serious” Denki got a pale look on his face. “If this is about your mp3 player Kacchan I’m sorry” he whined. “No, this isn't about my mp3 pla-” Katsuki stopped, “Wait, what did you do to my mp3 player?” he asked. “You didn't know?” Denki said with a surprised look. A deep growl rising from Katsuki prompted him to explain. “I accidentally overcharged it and fried it” he said meekly. “You did what?” Katsuki yelled, slamming a hand on the table. “I think we’re getting off track here.” you said glaring over at Katsuki. “Fuck this” he said pushing his plate back and standing up. He hated not being in control, especially of his emotions. He just wanted this awkward conversation over with. “Wait Kacchan, I, I’ll buy you another one!” Denki exclaimed, jumping out of his seat, throwing his hands out in front of him. “Come here dumbass” Denki was slowly stepping backwards when his back hit the wall. “Please Ka-” He was interrupted by Katsuki’s tongue being shoved into his mouth. Denki’s body went rigid and his eyes were wide staring at the angry blonde kissing him. Feeling Katsuki’s hands grab at his waist and grind into him, pushing him harder against the wall, he relaxed a bit. Katsuki pulled away to breathe. “Fuck” he said, staring down at the other blonde's lips, “I’m sorry. I should have asked if you were okay with this.” 

Denki was in a cloudy gaze. He didn't hear a word that just came out of Katsuki’s mouth. He chased after Katsuki’s lips wanting to taste more of him but caught your heated stare from the table. “Wait, what’s going on right now?” he questioned. You had a scary look on your face and Denki was worried. If he only knew how fucking turned on you were though. You didn't even know you would get turned on like that. Watching Katsuki kiss him like he did, you were fucking soaked. “Y/N?” Denki called your name again pulling you out of your lustful high. “It’s okay Denks” you said standing up walking towards the man. Denki’s eyes darted back and forth between you and Katsuki. He was confused but mostly he was so turned on hoping he wasn't dreaming what he thought was about to happen. He had a hard on and he knows for sure Katsuki did as well. He felt it. His memory went back to when he caught a glimpse of what Katsuki was packing a couple years back at a camp shower room. “We want this.” you said not meaning to sound cryptic, “that is if you do to?” You placed a hand on the side of his face and he automatically leaned into your touch. Realizing Denki was a bit slow, Katsuki decided to be blunt. “For fucks sake dumbass we want to have a threesome with you.” he said with his cheeks turning pink hearing what he just blurted out. After realizing he wasn't dreaming and everyone’s hormones settling down a bit, the three of you sat at the table to talk things out. Katsuki wanted to set some boundaries. “You have to wear a condom,” Katsuki told Denki, who in turn whined at the thought. ‘But-” he started. “No buts!” Katsuki said glaring at the other man, “I’m the only one who fucks my girl raw.” You winced at his words, “So crude Kat” 

“You can cum in my ass,” Katsuki mumbled. He may be crude with his words but fuck, the thought of Denki pounding away at your boyfriend's ass soaked your panties once again. Denki was once again left in shock. “You want me to..to top you?” he finally managed to get the words out after stumbling. For the umpteenth time tonight, Katsuki’s face turned red. You thought it was so cute how easily he blushed. “I, I ...yeah I do” Katsuki finally said. The three of you continued to talk about a few more things. Words that were okay to say to each other. You were okay with a bit of degradation, but only okay coming from Katsuki. Denki was okay with this stating he was a ‘lover not a fighter’. You and Katsuki broke out in laughter at his cheesiness. But that’s just one of the things that made you both like Denki. You all agreed to use the stoplight system because it was the simplest to convey. Green = everything is good. Yellow = slow things down, maybe think about it. Red = Everything stops. If for any reason either of you wanted to stop, no matter how far into things you were, everyone would immediately stop. “Umm'' Katsuki furrowed his eyebrows and looked at you, “I think that's it?” the statement coming out more as a question. “I have nothing else to add.” you said, both of you looked at Denki. “I’m good,” he said. His knees bounced under the table excitedly like a child waiting to open a present. Katsuki stood up, reaching his hand out for yours. You happily took it and also stood. You held your hand out to Denki.  “Shall we then?” 

You held both men's hands as you led them over to your bed. You started to remove your shirt, but Denki stopped you. "May I?" He asked as he ran his hands along your arms. You gave him a nod and raised your arms for him to remove your shirt. Denki wrapped his arms around you as if we're to hug you but worked to unclasp your bra. You stood touching nose to nose staring into each other's eyes not blinking once. The tension grew as you were so close you felt the hard on Denki had poked at you. You felt your bra drop and he took a step back. "Fuck" he said under his breath looking down at your chest. "That's not all" Katsuki said, moving behind you. You felt his warm hands on your hips as he kissed your neck sensually. He worked his thumbs under the waistband of your sweats and pulled them down. You gasped at the sudden cool air. "Angel, look at you." Katsuki said grinning. "I'm not sure if you need to be punished for not wearing your panties or if I should praise you for being prepared." Your body shivered at both of the thoughts. Katsuki pulled your head by the chin up to kiss him as his hands kneaded your breasts. You heard a moan escape Denki’s mouth and you both turned to see him stroking his cock. Like a flash of lightning, he had stripped and was standing there naked. Your breath hitched as your eyes gazed upon what Denki was working with. You felt a harsh breath on your neck and looked up at Katsuki to see him looking at Denki’s dick like he wanted to devour it. Denki had a really nice cock. Although not as long as Katsuki's, it had a good girth to it and was heavy and it curved a bit to the left when it was hard. "Well, what are you waiting for?” Katsuki asked, bringing his eyes to meet the other man. “Don't you wanna a taste?” he asked, sitting you on the bed.  Denki was speechless as he watched Katsuki lay you down before him, presenting you like you were a five-star meal prepared just for him. He had never seen anything so beautiful. You raised your arms beckoning him to join you on the bed. Denki could feel his body vibrate as he laid on top of you, holding himself up just barely touching skin. Just enough to tease. His mouth devoured yours as he palmed one of your breasts. Denki’s hands were soft and feminine like compared to Katsuki’s callused ones. It was a contrast, but you loved both sensations. “I wanna taste more of you.” he said parting from your lips for air, “Can I cutie? Taste more?” he said, breathing heavily. You nodded your head, but Katsuki quickly reminded you to use your words as he began undressing. Another thing you all agreed on. Everything had to be verbalized so nothing would be misunderstood. 

Denki gently spread your legs and looked at your folds, dripping wet and awaiting attention. “Ohmyfuckinggods” he said quickly under his breath but you and Katsuki both heard it. “You’d think he never saw a tasty cunt before,” Katsuki scoffed. Denki ignored the man and dived right in, flicking his tongue over your aching clit and licking along your folds. “Ahh” you moaned then glared over to where Katsuki was standing. “I told you to stop being so, ahh, crude.” The look you got in return from the man standing above you, you knew you were in for it. “Looks like our little Angel ” he emphasized the Angel, “needs something in her mouth to keep her from smarting off.” Kneeling on the bed near your head, Katsuki smacked your face with his now stiff dick. Pre smearing over your cheeks. “You gonna be our good little girl tonight and let me fuck your face?” You couldn't answer him. Denki was relentlessly devouring your cunt like a starved man. Katsuki didn't like not being answered. “Guess it’s naughty girl tonight” he said, grabbing your chin causing you to open your mouth which he quickly used the moment to stick his cock between your lips. “Open wider, now” he growled. “Oh, fuck Kacchan, that’s hot.” Denki said, his mouth still lapping at your juices, but his eyes were watching you and Katsuki. 

“Don’t call me that while we’re doing this,” Katsuki said angrily. It reminded him of that damn Deku, and he didn’t want to think of that nerd at the moment. You licked his slit and then took him to the base. Katsuki let out a long moan hanging his head back. “Fuck, that’s it.” Yeah, he wasn't thinking of anything else right now other than your mouth. Denki whined at the sight of your throat expanding with the size of Katsuki’s cock being shoved in and out. Katsuki noticed the other man pining and gave him a smirk. He was happy to show off what his girl could do. He felt proud, or he was just cocky, knowing another person was wanting what he could get at any time. Denki shoved a finger in your lonely cunnie making you moan around Katsuki’s cock. Feeling you grind up against his face Denki slipped in another finger, hooking around the curve and hitting that spongy spot that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. Denki was no virgin, he knew what he was doing. He thrusted his fingers faster as he lapped at your throbbing bean and watched you come undone. “That’s right cutie” he said, working you through your orgasm, “cum for me. I wanna taste everything you can give me.” Denki removed his hands and slowly gave you kisses. He was taking his time exploring your body when Katsuki grunted pulling his cock from your mouth. You whined at the loss but Katsuki just grinned down at you. “Needy little thing, aren't you?” You licked your lips and whimpered causing him to chuckle. “What’s the matter angel? Need daddy to fuck you stupid?” You quickly nodded but remembered to add a ‘yes’. Katsuki looked over at Denki to see his pupils blown out with lust. “Daddy’s gotta prep first sweetheart” That caught Denki’s attention. “Ka-, um are you sure? I mean have you ever bottomed before?” Katsuki turned red again. “I-” he choked on air. He couldn't get the words out. He motioned for his bottom drawer but you both looked at him puzzled. “I have toys!” he blurted out. 

“Katsuki,” you said in shock. “Why didn't you say anything?” You felt a little hurt that he kept this from you. “I was embarrassed okay” he shouted. You understood where he was coming from. It was something you both were working on. “Look, just use your fingers and ease into me” Katsuki told Denki, “I can do this.” Denki tried to say something again, but Katsuki grabbed him by the nape of the neck and attacked his lips. Denki’s hand quickly grabbed Katsuki’s hard dick and started pumping, causing the ash blonde to moan in his mouth. Katsuki's body felt like electricity was flowing through it. Denki’s hand gripped his cock tightly, stroking him relentlessly. “I wanna taste you too Kat” Denki said swiftly dropping to his knees and stuffing his mouth with Katsuki’s fat cock catching the man off guard. “Oh fuck” is all Katsuki could mutter. His hands fisted the tiny blonde's hair as he made slurping and gagging noises. Neither man paying mind to you until they heard you moaning. Stopping what they were doing to look at you they saw you playing with your clit and massaging a breast. Katsuki immediately felt guilty. “Shit babygirl, I’m so sorry.” he said moving over to scoop you to lay against his chest. “Katsuki it’s okay really” you made sure he knew that you weren't mad and that you were enjoying yourself. “I was enjoying the show” you smirked pulling his head down to kiss him. “Tonight, is about you baby” you assured him. “No, it’s about us” he sat up and looked at Denki. “Nightstand. Top drawer. Lube.” his voice commanded. 

Katsuki crawled between your legs and kissed your thighs. He heard the bottle of lube open and Denki standing behind him and froze for a second then relaxed. “Let me fuck my girl for a minute.” he said. You simply smiled with a sigh. Gods you loved this crude sexy man. Vermillion eyes met yours as he ran his cock through your wet folds. “Can I help?’ Denki asked from behind Katsuki, placing kisses on his neck. You didn't think his dick could get any harder, but it did. Denki reached around Katsuki and grabbed his cock causing the other man to hiss. Denki slapped your pussy lips causing you to jolt then pressed against your opening. His other hand went to the small of Katsuki’s back and slowly pushed him forward causing him to enter you. No matter how many times you’ve had sex these past months you've been together, each time felt like the first time. Katsuki’s dick made your walls stretch around him, molding to his shape. You moaned as his pelvis hit your ass, fully sheathed by your slick pussy. Denki’s thumb rubbed circles on your clit. “I can feel you fluttering around me already, angel” Katsuki said, taking deep breaths trying to steady himself. “Fuck her Katsuki”

Both eyes were glued to Denki. Neither of you ever heard him call Katsuki by his given name. It was always ‘Kacchan’ or every once in a while, when he had a death, wish he’d call him ‘Kit Kat’. Katsuki’s jaw dropped and he just stared at the man. “Did I stutter?” Denki said with a serious voice, an octave lower. Oh fuck, if this is what top Denki Kaminari looked like, you wanted more of him. His gaze back on you, Katsuki started thrusting faster. He pulled your legs up on his shoulders, angling you so he could hit you deeper. Within minutes you were crying out that you were going to cum. “That’s it Katsuki. Fuck her stupid like you said you would.” Hearing Denki talk with such dominance and the feeling of Katsuki’s balls slap against you as his cock kissed your cervix, sent you over the edge. Both men watched your body tremble. It was such a beautiful sight. Katsuki leaned over to kiss you. “Doing okay?” he asked you softly. You smiled and nodded, whispering ‘yes’. Your throat was dry. “You are doing so good for us tonight baby.” he told you, peppering your jaw and neck with kisses. You felt Katsuki go still and saw his eyes widen a bit. Denki's hands rubbed along his ass. A finger trailing down over his perineum and cupping his balls. “You have to relax baby.” you told him cupping his cheeks with both hands. “Tell me what you want Kats” Denki said, squeezing some lube in his hands and rubbing them together to make sure it was warm. “You know what the fu- ahh” Denki gently circled his puckered hole with a finger.  

“Use your words Katsuki” you told him and he glared down at you to see you smirking. “You little shit” he managed to get out before Denki pressed his finger at his hole and added pressure. Katsuki stayed quiet, only hissing through his teeth. Denki sighed. Slap Katsuki’s body jolted forward. You then realized, Denki just slapped Katsuki’s ass, and hard. “I’m really tired of bratty Bakugou.” 

"I want you to fuck me dammit" Katsuki snarled. You felt his cock head glide along your thigh, spreading his pre along your skin. "Now was that hard?" Denki asked sarcastically. Katsuki was gonna snap back at the man but took a huge gasp. Denki slowly pushed a finger in his tight puckered hole. "Relax Kat" Denki told the man beneath him. He leaned down, "It'll feel good once you relax." he said, placing kisses on his spine. You ran your hands through his hair and Katsuki moaned through your kiss. "Just like that." Denki hummed, "Open up for me baby boy" Katsuki opened his mouth to whimper but you quickly swallowed it. You looked over Katsuki's shoulder to Denki silently communicating. Denki understood. Katsuki loved praise.

"Mmm, fuck" Katsuki groaned as Denki pushed a second finger in. "You're doing so good for me Kat" Denki said as he rubbed and kneaded at the man's ass cheeks. "Fuck I love your ass" he said as he continued to scissor his hole. "So fucking plump. Bootylicious" he added. "Tsk, dumbass" Katsuki snickered. "What was that, Katsuki?" Denki asked pushing his fingers deeper, caressing the sweet spot against his prostate. "I, ahhh" Katsuki's head fell to your chest and he moaned deeply. It was such a sweet moan. Your pussy was gushing yet again at the scene you were watching. You yourself let out a needy moan. Katsuki looked at your eager face. "Want my cock back sweetheart, hmm?" He had removed himself after you came, he wouldn't last if you were to cock warm him. 

Katsuki pushed his cock in until he bottomed out and kissed you hard. "Keep that back arched for me baby boy" Denki said, removing his fingers from Katsuki's ass leaving a gaping hole. Denki added more lube to his cock and placed it at his entrance. "What's your color Katsuki?" he asked, getting a green in answer. "What about you cutie?" he asked, looking at you. After giving the greenlight, Katsuki attacked your lips again and Denki very slowly pushed his aching cock in Katsuki’s tight ring causing the man to bite your lip. "Damn Kat you havta," Denki took a deep breath and hissed, "you have-to relax." You kissed along his neck and whispered praises in his ear. Denki watched Katsuki's shoulders slump and felt his ass muscles loosen. He also praised the blonde beneath him as he pushed further inside. You could feel Katsuki’s dick throb inside you as Denki reached as far as he could go. 

Denki steadied himself for a moment, letting Katsuki get used to him.  Katsuki could no doubt feel the prominent vein that ran under it drag along his walls. Denki started thrusting at an agonizing slow pace causing Katsuki to do the same by motion. His face still buried in your chest as he got used to the feeling. "Gre-green" Katsuki answered after you asked his color. Fuck he was in absolute heaven. Your walls clenched around him as Denki's cock split him open. "I, I need more" he whined, "Fuck me. Fuck my ass Kami" 

Denki groaned at Katsuki’s words and reached down for your legs. "comere cutie" he said, hooking his elbows under your calves. "We're gonna work together to please our baby boy." A shiver went through Katsuki's body as your walls clamped around him tightly, making him moan. Denki started thrusting at an even pace. Every time he pushed deeper; Katsuki’s cock would hit your cervix. Before long you were gushing around him. Both men moaned as they watched you unravel from your third orgasm tonight. "So fucking beautiful" Katsuki said almost out of breath. He was getting so close. "Gorgeous," Denki replied, watching you. Katsuki pinched one of your nipples as his mouth found its way to the other. "You're so fucking amazing baby girl. So perfect for me" Katsuki mumbled with a tit in his mouth. 

"Oh gods," Denki grunted, "this ass is perfect." He pounded harder into Katsuki. "Not sure, how much longer, I'm gonna last in this tight ass" Katsuki groaned at the thought of Denki spilling his seed inside him. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer either. "I want you to cum inside me Kats," you begged him, "Please, please, I need to feel it." Katsuki growled as he sucked on your neck. "Oh, that's so fucking hot. Fuck." Denki thrusted faster, "Do you want that too Kat, huh? Do you want me to fill you up with my cum?" Katsuki arched his ass and pushed back more, meeting every thrust. "Fuck yeah you do" Denki let go of your legs and grabbed Katsuki's hips, they fit so perfect on the man's tiny waist. Denki set a relentless pace, pounding into Katsuki's ass. His balls smacking the other man's. 

Katsuki held one of your legs up to your chest and hit you at an angle that you were about to come undone again. Curses left his mouth in jumbles as he focused on you. He fucking loved you so much. You were his everything. He didn't think he could get any closer to you than he is now, not just physically. You knew him better than himself sometimes. "You feel so good clamping down on me like that princess" You both moaned when Denki snapped his hips hard against Katsuki. "Gonna fill you up good baby. Gonna breed you." Neither of you were ready for kids, that's why you were on birth control, but fuck did you both have a massive breeding kink. "Too bad I can't breed you Katsuki" Denki said breathlessly, "All the cum I'm about to fill you up with. Fuck you'd look so cute with a swollen belly" 

"Ahhh, nghh" That was it. He couldn't hold on anymore. "Fuck," Katsuki growled, his nails digging into your thigh he was gripping, "I'm, I'm gonna cum" His mouth met yours and devoured your moans as you convulsed. Your pussy clenching and gushing juices, making such wet and lewd sounds. "That's it Kat, fill her up. I wanna little one running around calling me uncle Denks" You could feel Katsuki’s dick spurting and throbbing. You milked him for every bit of cum he had. 

"Fuck, Mmm" Denki grabbed a tuft of the blonde hair and pulled him back causing him to arch. His other handheld onto his waist as if Katsuki would float away. You watched Katsuki’s face as Denki chased for his release. His nose crinkled and eyes were screwed shut but you knew he was absolutely cock drunk. "Ah, fuck baby" he cried as you flicked your tongue on one of his nipples. A pink hue flushed his cheeks as he looked down at you watching him intensely. You both began to whine at the overstimulation. 

"Fuuuck" A deep growl ripped from Denki's chest. You didn't even know he could make such a noise. Katsuki collapsed forward against your chest, propping himself on his arm so as not to crush you. His entire being seemed to hum with pleasure. You kissed his forehead as he nuzzled into your neck. Denki slowly stilled, his cock still spurting hot ropes of cum in your boyfriend's ass. Denki looked down at the both of you, "You both look so hot, totally blitzed out your minds" he said trying to catch his breath. Denki hissed as he pulled out. Watching his cum flowing out of Katsuki's ass he used his fingers to push some back in. Katsuki moaned into your neck. Denki caught your intense stare and thought of an idea. 

Scooping some of his cum up on his fingers, he moved forward and brought them to your lips. "Eat up cutie, don't want any of this going to waste" You opened your mouth and he slid his finger in. You sucked on them as if you needed his cum to survive. You turned your head to see Katsuki watching you curiously. Before you swallowed the last bit of Denki's cum you kissed him. Keeping your eyes open to watch his reaction, your hunch was right as you watched him swallow the bit of Denki's cum you just had in your mouth. "Mmm, you dirty slut" your lips ghosted his. Katsuki slapped your as hard causing you to jolt closer to him. He hissed as he was still inside you. "Your slut" he whispered and gave you a small kiss. 

"Ahh," Denki said flopping down to lay next to you both. "Is there any Katsu left? I'm starving" You busted out laughing and Kats rolled his eyes. "Can we send him home now?" he asked with a playful smirk. "Nu-uh" Denki said sitting up giving you both a serious look, "You're both stuck with me now" Katsuki growled, "That's what I'm afraid of" 

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THE GIRL WHO FLEW DOWN THE STAIRS _

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‘ the story of akashi meeting you and all the events after that made him realize he was falling for you ’

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character .. akashi seijuurou

word count .. 1.3k

tags .. fem!reader who is energetic but also thoughtful and likes to learn (as requested) , lowkey pining? , s h o g i , written from akashi pov , requested by the lovely bean anon <3 

Akashi’s first impression of you wasn’t anything bad. It wasn’t exactly good either. It was certainly memorable though. ‘The girl who flew down the stairs, knocking him onto the ground, and landing on top of him with a thump’ is how he remembers you. 

The moment was almost cliche. If your eyes had met and lingered on each other, both aware of the position you were in but not moving away, then it possibly would’ve been a scene straight out of some cheesy romance novel. 

Instead, you seemingly bounced straight up upon impact, not even bothering to spare Akashi a second glance. You proceeded to give him a quick apology, running down the next flight of stairs immediately after.

It was definitely one of the odder interactions Akashi had with his fellow students at Rakuzan High, but it amused him nonetheless and made him notice you much more often around campus. Even though you weren’t in any apparent rush anymore, you still radiated this energy that was all bubbly and seemingly ready to burst. 

It brought a small smile on his face every time he saw you, bouncing along hallways without a care in the world, chattering away with your friends. Sure you seemed like the typical happy-go-lucky person, but Akashi couldn’t help but see you as a bit more unique.

Your second interaction with Akashi was an interesting one too, in Akashi’s opinion at least. 

The basketball team had just won a tournament the other day, so Akashi was free this afternoon. He had decided to go challenge some shogi club members to a few games. 

In the middle of one of those games, you walked into the club room.

Akashi didn’t think you were part of the club, and his suspicions were confirmed when another member of the club went to ask if you needed anything. Akashi was definitely not eavesdropping, no he was paying attention to his game (the one he knew he would easily win anyway) when you pulled out an envelope and he happened to overhear you telling the club member that someone asked to meet you. 

Nobody in the room came forward to claim they were the one who sent the letter though. 

After a few awkward, silent moments, you moved to take a seat with some of the other club members. It was an action that surprised Akashi. He figured you would’ve just left because the whole did seem like a waste of time. However, you just sat there asking some club members to teach you how to play. 

Akashi could sense genuine curiosity in you and, needless to say, it intrigued him. It seems like there’s more to the “girl made of energy” than he originally thought.

The clock ticked, and a few rounds later, Akashi decided it was time to head home. Saying his formal goodbyes, he walked out of the clubroom. 

He didn’t expect you to come running after him, almost slamming into him again in the process. 

“You shouldn’t run around school so much, you know. You could end up bumping into people and maybe even hurting them.” The words left Akashi’s lips sounding a lot more teasing and flirtatious than he intended.

You blushed and started rambling out apologies. ‘Cute’ Akashi thought. 

His brain froze. 

Wait. Cute? How-

“Anyway um.. you left your notebook back there…” you said, holding out what was indeed his notebook out towards him.

“Oh…” was all he could say. He rarely forgot his things, especially things as important as his notebook. It seems his mind must’ve been too distracted by... other things. “Thank you L/n-san.”

He saw a slight shock on your face. “You know my name?” 

His brain froze yet again. How was he supposed to answer this question without seeming like a stalker?

“Well yes…” he started before you cut him.

“Didn’t expect the Akashi Seijuurou to know my name.”

He scoffed at that. “I think I’d know the name of the girl who jumped down the stairs and knocked me to the ground.”

“Again, I’m really sorry about that…” you said with a smile, although Akashi could see the guilt that lingered behind your eyes.

“Don’t worry about it,” he quickly said. “I was just…”

He was just what? Flirting? Was he actually flirting? Him. Akashi Seijuurou. Flirting??

“…you know,” he finished quietly.

You didn’t say anything in response but instead looked at him with a peculiar sort of gaze. 

“Um.. hate to make things awkward by asking this but… were you the one who sent me this?” You held up the envelope Akashi saw earlier.

“No, I didn’t.”

“Oh… okay then.” Was it just Akashi’s imagination or did he hear a sliver of disappointment in your tone? “I suppose you don’t know who it is either right?”

He shook his head.

A lot of thoughts rushed through his mind. Did you actually expect him to send you a love letter? Did you hope it was him? 

He sensed you were about to leave though, so before he could regret it, he asked you, “Why do you want to know who sent it anyway?”

Your eyes widened slightly at the question.

“I understand the curiosity and wanting to know who it is but… if they didn’t show up, why are you still waiting?” He clarified.

“Akashi-san, you’ve never confessed to someone have you?”

He gave a slight nod.

“Well, I don’t see why you’d need to,” you mumbled more to yourself than him. Clearing your throat, you continued, “The thing is, confessing takes a lot of courage. And writing this letter asking me to meet them here would’ve taken a whole lot of that courage already. I think that, if they were able to go that far, then I should at least hear them out right?”

That… surprised Akashi. 

“But then again, there’s always a possibility this is just a prank,” you added as an afterthought. 

Unsure of what to say, he just nodded. “It is possible, considering how long you had to wait.”

You smiled, “The wait was fine though. I had fun learning shogi.” 

You actually had fun learning how to play? Looking back, it did seem like you were enjoying yourself… 

It’s strange. Akashi realized just how much his view of you changed in one afternoon. Earlier, you were that bubbly, energetic girl bouncing through the halls. Now, you were this thoughtful and kind person who liked to learn. You also said you had fun playing shogi, which nearly made Akashi’s heart skip a beat.

Oh. 

Oh.

He gets it now. The reason his brain was acting all slow was you. With that thought, everything became clearer. 

Now he wishes that love letter really was a prank.

“Ah Akashi-san, I think I have to go home soon,” you said, holding up your phone. “You’re heading out too right? Wanna walk with me?”

He blinked in surprise but quickly agreed.

“Great, just let me get my things first-” And with that you rushed back into the club room.

Akashi stood staring at the empty hallway, still caught up in his thoughts and trying to process what just happened between you two just a few seconds ago.

When you came back out with your things, he couldn’t help but smile softly. The two of you fell into conversation easily, and by the time you walked out of the school gates, you were still in a talk that showed no signs of nearing an end.

He wanted to continue walking and talking like this, but there was a car and a driver waiting for him in the exact opposite direction of where you were headed.

“Well, goodbye then L/n-san,” he said, hoping the reluctance wasn’t obvious.

You smiled in response. “Goodbye Akashi-san. It was nice talking to you.”

With that the two of you went your separate ways. Throughout the car ride home, Akashi could think of nothing but you. It would seem… he has taken quite the liking to you.

He isn’t sure what’ll happen next, but he’s looking forward to seeing you again and hopefully, talking more with you too.

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note .. THIS CAME OUT LONGER THAN ORIGINALLY INTENDED but anyway i actually enjoyed writing this,,, yk all the stuff potentially going thru akashi’s mind when he has a crush intrigues me and uhh i hope u guys liked this and if u do PLS LMK WHAT U THINK !! it would legit mean the world if u guys did <3

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i fell in LOVE with the ideas you gave me about streamer!eren so here we go! thank you again and i hope you enjoy <3

Jaegerbomb is Streaming

Pairings: Streamer!Eren Jaeger x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

Jaegerbomb is now streaming

Eren adjusted his mic as the stream began, it was a Friday night and he was doing his usual nightly stream. He talked about it on Twitter so he expected a lot of people to be tuning in tonight, as well as it was a Friday night and not many people had school the next day.

"What's up guys?" Eren said as he watched the views begin to go up and the viewers tuned in.

He watched people type in the chat sending the usual 'hi eren!' or the 'hey eren!' he was used to the these messages, a smile forming onto his face.

"Good to see you guys here again! I honestly have no idea what I'm gonna play tonight but we'll go with it," he said, looking at the different chats.

He began to read the different messages that were being sent, some people complimented him or asked how his day was to which he responded with 'thank you' or 'my night has been great'.

Eren was a popular streamer.

He gained popularity within a few months after he streamed with some pretty well known streamers, his raging and yelling is what got him noticed by people, as well as his appearance. People got a kick out of him all the time and he was definitely going places.

Eren was cute, he had emerald-like eyes, brown hair, a sly sexy smile, and he always looked amazing no matter what. It attracted female attention as well as some males, Eren didn't mind it though, he loved interacting with fans on a daily basis; he also had a pretty big fanbase with 400k followers on Twitter and 90k Instagram followers. They were all amazing people and Eren couldn't ask for better.

His rage was something people found to be hilarious, there were compilations of him yelling at Call of Duty or screaming when playing the popular horror games. There was also this one time Eren's mom walked in and yelled at him when he was being too loud, and people found it to be hilarious.

He called his fans the 'Jaegerists', his fanbase was very sweet and there was rarely any toxicity in it. Which in Eren's opinion, was very relieving.

When Eren got popular he was very nervous of the issues that came with it, sometimes people would recognize him on the street or people in his classes would bring up his streams. It was something Eren enjoyed, but he tended to keep his streaming life out of his personal life. It was also a request by Carla, his mother. She told Eren to be careful and always be wary of the internet.

He did exactly that and here he was now, sitting with 7k people watching him.

"What should I play tonight? I was thinking we could do Cold War or Minecraft, but being honest Cold War is a bit boring right now; so let me know guys!" Eren said, scrolling through his chat.

Within seconds people began replying saying either Cold War or Minecraft.

Suddenly, a few notifications started popping in from a few of his viewers.

jaegerbombfan10 donated 30 coins!

iloveeren_ donated 10 coins!

erenjaeger21 donated 5 coins!

Eren smiled as he got the donations, it was common for his viewers to donate to him and he was very thankful for it. He never begged his fans for donations or any of that and that's what people liked about Eren, he never asked for anything other than love and kindness.

"Thank you to those who donated! You're all amazing!" he said with a smile.

The usual kudos came into chat and people sent in hearts to the chat which made Eren feel 10x more happier, he enjoyed what his fans were doing for him and he was so thankful.

"Alright I think Minecraft won.. so today we're gonna do that," Eren added, narrowing his eyes a bit at the different chats which suggested the game.

Eren skimmed through his computer and began to load the game, it took a few moments but the main screen popped up and Eren put on his headset.

His eyes averted to the chat's people were sending in.

jaegerbombswife: eren u look so good

ereniloveyou_: minecraft is so cool eren

jaegerbombsbiggestfan: omg eren u look so cute right now ❤

jaegerist21: ooo minecraft? sounds fun eren!

"I feel like a mess right now but thank you guys, really. What music should I play tonight? Let me know in the chat," he said before turning back to the screen and entering his world.

It was pretty common for Eren to stream during the night, he doesn't really have the time during the day to stream since he has school and other important personal things to deal with.

He scrolled through the chats with different artists and songs, "You guys want Pop Smoke? I played him last time.. how about some The Kid Laroi? He has some good songs," he said, clicking through to find his spotify.

Eren clicked on a random song and went back to Minecraft, he started by running around and organizing his items because a few people in the chat were complaining about his inventory.

"Oh shush! Not everyone is perfect! My house is dope okay?" Eren said before chuckling a bit.

Suddenly, a few notifications came through which caught Eren's attention.

y/nloveseren donated 500 coins!

y/nloveseren donated 1000 coins!

y/nloveseren donated 800 coins!

That was surprising.. not many people donate three times in a row, and with that many coins either.

Eren watched as the user moved from the bottom of the donation list to the very top, whoever it was, they were donating a lot of coins to him.

"Yo! Y/nloveseren! Thank you for your donations!" he said, smiling to himself.

A few chats suddenly bubbled in.

jaegerist45: damn whoever that is they donated a lot.

jaegerbombsbiggestfan407: omg fr!

iloveueren77: eren i can donate later!

y/nloveseren: of course! ♡ you're one of my favorite streamers <3

Eren smiled at the message, "Nah thank YOU for donating! It's appreciated," he replied.

As Eren continued playing Minecraft throughout the night y/nloveseren continued to donate to him, they ended up donating about five or six times after and it was surprising for him. He hadn't ever seen this person in his streams before, he tends to remember usernames, but theirs didn't ring much of a bell. They must have been a silent viewer.

"You guys can ask some questions by the way! It's only midnight and I really wanna hear from you guys," he said, taking a sip of his water bottle.

Questions began to fill into the chat.

jaegerbombbbb21: eren will you ever play outlast?

erensimp34: how tall are you eren?

jaegerist0123: does ur mom know about u streaming?

erensbiggestfan31: are u single?

Eren skimmed through the different questions, some were the usual and some were odd. "Well to answer, I will play Outlast at some point. I am 6'1, my mom does know I stream, and yes I am single." he replied.

Many reactions came from the chat, people saying how sexy his height was or talking about how he was single.

y/nloveseren: ur single!? holy shit

Eren chuckled a bit, "Yeah I am single.. it's mainly 'cause I never really found anyone who was going to stick around you know?" he said.

y/nloveseren: can i place my minecraft bed next to yours then? ;)

Eren's eyes widened a bit from the message, his cheeks growing a light shade of pink; nobody has ever flirted with him on a stream before. Yeah people have called him sexy or said he was hot, but a flirt was never thrown.

"Y/nloveseren you definitely caught my attention with that.. but sure! I'll let you," he smirked.

The chat suddenly went wild with people sending in messages about what he said, others pointed out his blush or the way he was smirking right now.

jaegerist45: eren a simp? ooop

iloveyoueren_: what? :/ eren what about me 🙄?

erensimp34: SIMPPPP

erenishot386: did u guys see him blush? I GOT IT ON CAMERA

jaegerist219: omg he blushed? y/nloveseren keep talking!!

Eren smiled to himself, "Alright settle down guys! What they said was nice, okay? Nothing serious."

y/nloveseren: aw :( i was serious tho! you are quite the cutie <3 i deadass can't believe you noticed that message 😭!

y/nloveseren donated 400 coins!

"Thank you y/nloveseren! Seriously, you are kicking ass tonight," he said. "I'm definitely not the cutest but thank you, really!"

Within the next few hours, Eren and a few other viewers chatted about new games and a few embarrassing stories Eren told them. The one person who stood out to him though, was y/nloveseren. They donated a lot that night and Eren even chatted with them.

"Alright guys! I'll see you all soon! Goodnight," Eren said, waving at the camera.

jaegerist45: night eren!

iloveeren716: goodnight Eren! ♡

y/nloveseren: night Eren! sleep well <3

Eren stopped the stream and leaned back in his chair, who was y/nloveseren? And why couldn't he stop thinking about them?

-

The next few weeks of streaming were exciting for Eren, a few new games were released and he started playing them for his fans. He gained more popularity from the games as well and he was happy to see new people trickling in.

Though, Eren had another thing to look forward to when streaming.

(Y/N).

He actually ended up finding out her name, yes she was a girl.

During one of his streams he asked a few questions about her, of course she was happy to respond to Eren and he always looked forward to seeing her in his streams. She was his top donater and he was always excited to see her pop in, it was odd; Eren never felt this way before.

She was a fan, someone who looked up to him, yet Eren felt... excited to see her? He would get nervous if he didn't see her join a stream or he'd be disappointed if she left early, it was odd. He wasn't sure why he felt this way.

His fans pointed it out as well, they noticed Eren would smile a lot whenever he spoke to her or he would laugh at her jokes.

Eren never did that, not even with a fan.

He was sitting in his chair, the stream had just started and people began to fill in, he was going to play a bit of Call of Duty and then he would chill.

"What's up guys? How are we doing today?" Eren asked, looking at the screen.

erenfan21: hey Eren! i'm good

jaegerist45: yoo hey!

iloveeren1827: hi eren! how are you?

y/nloveseren: hi eren!! <3

Eren smiled seeing her pop into the chat, "I'm good guys, hi (Y/N). Good to see you," he replied.

As Eren played the game he couldn't help but look over to see if (Y/N) ever talked, he didn't want to miss a message from her. Sometimes he got so distracted he would end up dying or losing a round, a lot of people took notice.

"Bro Call of Duty makes me so mad," Eren said, his brows pinching together as he focused on the screen. "Maybe I should uh.." he trailed off as he looked at the chat.

Suddenly, his controller vibrated and it showed his character dying.

"Fuck!" Eren yelled, rolling his eyes. He then turned off the game and leaned back in his chair, he was clearly mad; his rage was something that entertained people and this was no different.

erensbiggestfan31: damn Eren you're mad again?

jaegerist187: shit guys he might rage

jaegerbomb1782: ah shit, u good eren?

y/nloveseren: eren? are you okay?

His eyes flickered towards the chat, "Yeah I'm good guys! That shit pissed me off, but I'll head back in." he said, pressing a few buttons to head into the game again.

y/nloveseren: yay!! 🥰 happy Eren is the best Eren!

y/nloveseren donated 700 coins!

He smiled to himself again. She always made him smile.. it was something she did to him, she had this effect no other fan could put on him.

"Say (Y/N).. you donate a lot and I always see you here.. yet, I don't think you've ever followed me before," he said, looking at the screen.

The chat began to blow up.

jaegerist45: OOOOO 👀

iloveeren167: oh shit? eren?

y/nloveseren: i'm just shy 😭 plus i doubt you respond to dms

He ran his fingers through his brunette locks, twirling one of the strands in his fingers. "I do actually respond to dms, but you're shy? That's cute lowkey.. I actually have an idea," he smirked.

y/nloveseren: and that is? 👀

erensimp34: A CHALLENGE? y/n omg

jaegerist45: oh shit.. IM INTERESTED

jaegerbombfan20: SHE GETTING BOLD 😩

"If I win this next round of COD you gotta give me your Instagram," he said, leaning back on his chair.

The chat began to blow up with messages of people hyping (Y/N) up, a grin formed onto Eren's face seeing what people were saying. He hoped that she wasn't uncomfortable with what he said, that's the last thing Eren would ever want.

y/nloveseren: bet, deal.

His eyes widened a bit, "Shit for real? Just know I'm not forcing you, but I'm curious about you."

y/nloveseren: nah! you're fine ;) let's see if you win though

Eren smirked when his eyes scanned over the message, "Alright.. say less," he said.

He entered the game and started playing the round, he made sure to keep extra focused so he wouldn't lose. That was the last thing he wanted, he was interested in what (Y/N) was like; she was definitely intriguing.

Eren pressed his thumbs and fingers into the controller, his grip tight enough that his knuckles were white; his fans even noticed and told him it wasn't that serious, but Eren didn't care. He wanted to win and losing is something Eren hated.

Suddenly the screen flashed the victory and Eren put his hands in the air. "Hell yeah! You guys see that? Jaegerbomb is the winner!" he yelled with a smile on his face.

His chat was going crazy.

jaegerist45: YO GOOD JOB EREN

erensimp13: omg nice job eren!

jaegerbombfan20: dude u did so good!!

Eren's smile widened looking at the chat, he always enjoyed his fans telling him he was doing great.

y/nloveseren: you actually won, damn. i didn't think you would have 😭, but since you did.. you want my instagram?

Eren leaned back in his chair, "Hell yeah! Hand it over," he replied.

y/nloveseren: it's y/n.l/n!

He grabbed his phone and went to Instagram, the chat was blowing up yet again when people saw her actually put her Instagram in. They hyped her up and even told Eren that he was a lucky guy for that.

Eren found her profile instantly, he scrolled through her photos and his eyes went wide; she was gorgeous. Eren was used to pretty girls talking or messaging with him, but she.. she was different and he felt it; he couldn't help but stare at the different photos of her in the mirror or the selfies she had with a pretty smile.

He looked at the chat and moved his headset to the side, "Yo.. guys.." he said, staring at the screen.

Instantly people began asking questions. "Guys.. she is fucking gorgeous, (Y/N) you're so cute holy shit," he said, smiling to himself.

jaegerist45: YOOO EREN IS A SIMP

iloveeren3827: awe 🥺

erensimp13: SHOW USSSS

jaegerbombfan20: is she pretty? y/n omg ur so lucky

erensbiggestfan928: simpppp

jaegerist2827: DID YOU GUYS SEE HIS SMILE?

His smile turned into a frown when he saw that (Y/N) wasn't talking in the chat anymore. Did he make her uncomfortable? He didn't force her into sending it, maybe she was uncomfortable and she just didn't want to say anything.

"Yo.. (Y/N) are you there? Shit did I make you uncomfortable? I'm sorry," Eren said, putting his phone on his desk.

He shook his leg watching the different people responding to what was going on, a few people apologized to her; they said that they didn't mean to make her feel weird or force her into telling Eren her Instagram.

His eyes flickered when he saw her name.

y/nloveseren: omg no! you didn't make me uncomfortable at all :) thank you for your comments tho! 💗 you made me smile

Eren felt relief wash over him, "Ugh thank god! I thought I made you feel grossed out! But it's my pleasure.. you are beautiful," he said.

People started to leave messages like 'awe <3' or 'omg guys Eren is so simping right now'. All in all, he found (Y/N) extremely attractive and he decided to follow her, he silently prayed that maybe just maybe.. they would talk outside of the stream.

Eren noticed how late it was, it was currently 2:31 A.M. and he usually went to sleep earlier on Sunday's because of his classes.

"Alright guys! I'm gonna end it here, it is really late where I live so I'm probably gonna head to sleep. Goodnight everyone! Thank you for tuning in!" he said while waving at the camera.

Everyone wished Eren a good night and he ended the stream. He rubbed his tired eyes and went to shut off the light in his room, all he wanted was to relax and get a good night's rest.

He placed his phone onto the nightstand and rolled over to the other side of his bed, his body relaxing into the sheets and comfort of his mattress.

A sudden ping woke him up.

It was odd, nobody usually texted Eren this late except for maybe Armin who reminded him to keep quiet while he studied but Armin was out that night with Annie.

Reaching for his phone, the screen lit up; he had a notification from Instagram. More specifically, a direct message.

He unlocked his phone and noticed he had a dm from (Y/N), she actually texted him; a smile grew onto his face as he opened it up.

(Y/N): hey! i doubt you're awake, but i wanted to message you and say hey <3!

He instantly began typing back.

Eren: hey! i was about to go to bed but i wanted to respond to your message, so you're y/nloveseren right?

Within seconds she viewed the message and began typing again.

(Y/N): haha, yeah that's me! i've been watching you stream for a really long time, but i was a silent fan. i got a job recently and i decided to donate since you have always put a smile on my face lol.

Eren: wow really? that's sick! it's so cool to meet you, i always look forward to seeing your name in my streams 😭. how old are you btw?

(Y/N): it's cool speaking with you too! i'm 19 btw!

Eren was surprised, she was around his age? Some of his fans were under 18 or around 20+, but he was surprised to see someone the same age as him around. Most of the girls around his age weren't interested in streamers or gaming in general.

Eren: say uh.. do you mind maybe, getting to know one another? only if you're cool with it of course

He chewed his bottom lip waiting for a reply back, he wasn't sure what she would say. He didn't want to come off as the creepy streamer who talks to fans and does weird shit with them.

(Y/N): really? sure! i'm down :)!!

He smiled seeing the message, maybe this girl was worth losing sleep over.

-

Eren spent the last few days talking to (Y/N), he would stay up past 3 A.M. texting with her about life and getting to know her deeper.

The two connected instantly that night, (Y/N) was an university student studying psychology and she had a job at a local cafe near her apartment outside campus. She was interested in gaming and she told Eren that she had been watching his streams for a few months, she found him to be entertaining and he was one of the few streamers that weren't weird.

They shared a lot of the same experiences on a lot of things. Eren told her about the many relationships he had and how the girls instantly thought he was weird or boring for wanting to stream instead of having a career. (Y/N) had just gotten out of a really bad relationship and she told him that her ex found it weird that she watched him.

As much as Eren really liked the vibes he got from (Y/N), he was scared to get close with her. Armin warned him many times about how some 'fans' aren't actually fans, they con people and gain their trust to expose them later. Eren didn't want to be used for money or any of that, that would be the end of him.

Still though, Eren wanted to talk to her more. He hadn't ever gotten like this with a fan before, but maybe.. this could be different?

Eren was laying in bed that night, he decided not to stream because he was tired and he just felt really lazy. He was doing the usual, texting (Y/N) and listening to music.

(Y/N): what are you up to?

Eren: i'm just laying down, listening to music. wbu?

(Y/N): i was wondering if you maybe wanted to.. facetime? of course we don't have to but i feel like it could be cool?

Eren looked up for a second, maybe a facetime would be good; it could help him get to know her more and maybe he could find out if she was looking to fuck around with him.

Eren: sure! here's my number

He sent her his number and sat up, he wanted to look decent for her anyway. He fixed his messy hair and tied it back into a bun, then he zipped up his sweater.

His heart began to race, why was he feeling this way? It was just a fan nothing he couldn't handle, he silently hoped that she wouldn't think he was weird or anything.

His phone suddenly began to ring, he rushed over to his bed and grabbed his phone. It was an unsaved number so he assumed it was (Y/N). He fixed his hair and clicked the green answer button.

"Hey!" Eren said, his smile showing as he saw (Y/N) behind the screen.

She giggled, "Oh my God hi! You're so much cuter behind the screen," she replied.

Eren chuckled, "Thank you.. you're very beautiful yourself."

Her cheeks grew hot, "You're sweet but.. what's up? How are you doing tonight?" she asked with a smile on her face.

Eren leaned back in his chair, "I'm doing good, what about you? Do you work tonight?" he asked.

"No I don't actually.. that's why I decided to call you since I had some free time. Are you streaming today?" she asked.

He shook his head, "Nah.. I uh.. I decided not to since I was tired and I honestly was too lazy to get on," he chuckled.

"Oh Jaegerbomb is lazy huh? That's odd, you usually have so much energy." she giggled.

Eren smiled at her words, "Yeah I'm pretty lazy sometimes.. but y/nloveseren just insisted we facetime," he said in a dramatic tone.

She rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh shush! I was being sweet and plus I was bored, so be thankful I asked." she said, giggling a bit.

He ran his fingers through his hair. "Oh I see.. but I am thankful! You're a pretty sweet girl (Y/N), I love talking to you."

She felt bashful around him, Eren had this impact on her and she always had butterflies whenever his name popped up into her phone. He was sweet, attractive, exciting, and most of all he was an amazing listener; something (Y/N) never had.

"Thank you, Eren. You're a really sweet guy yourself," she replied, nodding her head to the side.

He propped his phone up on his bed, he adjusted himself so he was a bit comfortable. "Of course! You deserve it (Y/N)," he smiled.

The two talked for hours that night about so many things. They told each other different stories from their childhood, they talked about weird experiences they had, and they even got a bit personal with one another. Eren felt like that was a huge plus, he could never get this personal with anyone.

He loved the vibes he got from (Y/N), she was easy to talk to, funny, sweet, she matched his vibe and the two got along so well.

Eren had his mind made up.

She was worth losing sleep over.

-

A month or two had gone by since (Y/N) and Eren started talking. They were still very close and they talked pretty much all day everyday, that was something that rarely ever happened with a fan. Most of the time Eren wouldn't speak to fans long.

He considered her a friend, but he knew inside he wanted to be more than friends with her.

He was currently streaming at the moment, he was a bored; not much was going on and he was playing some Minecraft to pass the time. (Y/N) told him earlier in the day that she wouldn't be joining the stream till later because she was working late. It slightly disappointed him, but he knew that her personal life was important.

He sighed, "What do you guys wanna talk about? Ask me anything," he said, looking towards the chat.

A few questions bubbled into his chat, some were questions that he's answered before. But one question actually caught his eye..

jaegerist3452: what do you think about y/n?

He furrowed his brows for a second, why would they be asking about her? Sure, he told people that he was speaking to her and they talked outside of the streams, but nobody really asked.

"What do I think about (Y/N)? Oh, she's dope as hell. I love talking to her, there's a lot more I can say but I dunno.. she might not like it," he replied, leaning back in his chair.

His eyes scanned back over to the chat where everyone was spamming telling him to say it and that she probably wouldn't judge him.

"You guys really want to know?" he asked, sitting up a bit.

erensimp43: yes!! i wanna know!

jaegerist45: i'm down to listen

erensbiggestfan2928: tell us!

iloveeren1010: i wanna hear!

Eren let out air through his nose. "Well (Y/N) is a really really sweet girl, she's so nice and easy to talk to. Not to mention how great of a listener she is, her personality is something I value the most about her; she always makes me laugh and talking to her is my favorite part of the day. Most of all, she's beautiful. She's such a pretty girl and.. damn, I'd love to make her mine."

The chat began to blow up with messages.

jaegerist45: that's so cute man

jaegerbombfan20: awe 🥺

iloveeren_: that's adorable holy shit

erensbiggestfan1083: simppppp but that's so nice

He smiled at the thought of her. "Yeah call me a simp but... she's really amazing," he said.

y/nloveseren: wow 🥺..

His eyes bulged out of his head when he saw her name in the chat, a blush crept onto his cheeks feeling embarrassment washing over him.

"O-Oh shit.."

Everyone began to flood messages about how Eren just got caught, he felt embarrassed and really bashful. She most likely heard everything he just said, what if she was uncomfortable?

"Shit I'm sorry (Y/N).. I shouldn't have said that shit.. we barely know one another and you're probably really upset," Eren said, rubbing his temples.

y/nloveseren: no Eren ur fine! what u said was actually really sweet 🥺💗.. thank you <3

He sat up, "Really? Wait.. so you're not mad?"

y/nloveseren: no not at all! :) i can say the same about you.. you've definitely been really sweet and i really like you

His jaw dropped and a smile formed onto his features. "Wow.. I have no words. Can we text? Please?" he asked, raising his brows.

y/nloveseren: of course <3!

Eren reached for his phone and saw her typing in their dms, his eyes flickered upwards at the chat which was now going crazy over what they both said to each other.

jaegerist45: dude that's so cute

jaegerbombfan20: I'M GONNA CRY OMG

The vibration of his phone broke him out of his thoughts, he went to Instagram to view the message from her.

(Y/N): hey :), i heard what you said and it really made my day. i was having a shitty day at work and hearing what you said made me so happy, so thank you for that. i like you, eren. i know you may not feel the same but talking to you has been so amazing and i would love to talk to you more ♡.

He smiled before sending a reply.

Eren: i would love to! talking to you has made me so much happier and i'm glad we met. everything i said was true and i want to keep talking, you're amazing.

(Y/N): sounds like a plan ❤.

Eren smiled and looked up to see his chat spamming his name, many people took the hint that he was talking to her.

"I got her guys.." he said with a smile.

[asmo-ds]

Hi! I love ur blog, could you make the brothers get jealous and bc of it they accidentally confess their feelings to MC? thank you and sorry for my English. 💘

YESSS BITCH MY FAV TYPE OF CONFESSIONS and your english is good, dear!

Accidentally Confessing out of Jealousy

PLEASE READ

Warnings: Jealousy~ (i can’t read that word without singing anymore please help me)

Description: After Seeing MC with another demon the brothers grow incredibly jealous and say some things from the heart that they weren’t expecting to say

- He saw MC standing across the courtyard, chatting with a random low level demon and he felt his anger beginning to bubble up

- He marched over to them and grabbed MC, dragging them away saying there were “important matters they must discuss”

- When MC yanked their wrist free and asked what his problem was he just stayed silent, back towards them trying to come up with an excuse

- He begins to babble about how MC could be in danger talking to lower demons like that since they have less control and could hurt MC

- Somewhere in there he said “I love you too much to see you get hurt, I can’t lose you”

- MC caught it and stopped his rambling to address it

- A bit flustered and says he means because they were so important to the exchange program he can’t let anything happen

- When MC kisses his cheek before sauntering off he just stands there for a while stunned and extremely happy

- Watching MC smile at that demon every time they passed each other in the halls was beginning to get to him

- At first he was just a bit irritated by it but when MC began stopping to talk to them and telling Mammon they’d just meet him in class is when he really lost it

- One day when they were turning to stop in the hall as they passed each other Mammon threw MC over his shoulder and continued on to their way to class

- He avoided eye contact with them throughout the class despite sitting next to them, but he could feel them looking at him most of the class

- When the bell rang he stood up and walked home, not waiting for MC and telling them to walk with their new friend. 

- When MC finally gets home they storm straight into the Avatar of Greed’s room and cross their arms as they stand in front of him

- He sits on his couch with his head hung low as MC scolds him for his behavior

- He stands up and grabs their hands with tears in his eyes repeating that he is so sorry 

- Though he didn’t realize it, during his weepy babbling he said, “I only want you to look at me. I want you to only have eyes for me. Why do you have to make me feel so in love when it hurts this badly,”

- MC grabs his face and makes eye contact, their face red as they lean forward and kiss him softly

- “I may look at other people but none of them have my eye the way that the GREAT Mammon does.”

- He had bought another dating game that transported the two of them into the game’s world.

- The game had him fighting for MC’s heart against a bunch of other demons and he was disguised as looking “normal” like them so that MC couldn’t tell which one he was

- If MC chose him despite not knowing its him then he won the game. But if they choose wrong they lose, and he doesn’t wanna know what happens when they lose

- After fighting for their love just as hard as every other guy in the school, it came time for MC to decide which one they believed was Levi’s flirting

- He saw them walking up to the wrong person with a hand stretched out as if to accept them, and he panicked and stood up to scream across the classroom at the top of his lungs

- “IM IN LOVE WITH YOU MC” and immediately blush and sit down muttering about how stupid he was for saying that

- “I’m in love with you too Leviathan,” MC smiled at him and they took his hand in their own as they leaned down to place a kiss on the face that had returned to the familiar demon they knew

- “... I cant believe you almost chose wrong :(“

- He was in the Library when he heard two hushed voices that weren’t quite quiet enough

- He peaked around the corner to yell at them only to see a demon flirting with MC while MC stood there seemingly enjoying the attention

- Seeing MC smile politely at the demon made him furious and he let out a low barely-audible growl

- But it was loud enough that MC heard and turned to look at him, just as the demon leaned in to kiss them unexpectedly, the kiss landing on their cheek instead of their lips

- MC blushed and watched as Satan looked hurt for a moment before storming off

- MC shoved the demon and ran after Satan, sprinting and worrying about the blond man.

- when they caught up to him they called out to him, only to receive no answer

- “What is your Issue?!” They yelled and he turned around “I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU THAT’S WHAT”

- He immediately covered his mouth with a shocked expression, unable to believe he actually said that

- MC huffed and marched over to him, grabbing his uniform’s tie and pulling him into a kiss 

- At the club one night he had lost track of MC due to a few succubi that had been begging for his attention

- When he finally got away from the succubi he looked around for the familiar human 

- He spotted them on the dance floor dancing with a random demon and he frowned 

- He asked MC to dance with him tonight so why did they go and dance with some boring old normal guy?

- Before he could think about what he was doing he marched over to MC, spun them to face him before dipping them and kissing them passionately

- As the other demon huffed and walked away they continued their kiss, Asmo standing MC back up straight

- “A-Asmo?” MC pants, out of breath from the lengthy kiss

- “I-uh I’m sorry I don’t know why I did that! I should have asked, MC, I’m so sor-”

- “Shut up and kiss me more Mr. Avatar of Lust”

- MC kissed him once more

- and then the author didn’t know when to end this bit so they lived happily ever after or whatever

- He had heard MC was working at a restaurant he had been meaning to go to so he decided to go visit

- He was seated at a table and sure enough his server was MC, who was blushing as Beelzebub stared at them in awe at their uniform

- After MC wrote down all the food he wanted they walked to bring the order in and serve other customers.

- Beel watched as MC approached a table of rowdy looking demons, smile and laughing with them while they cleaned up the demons’ mess. 

- Beel notices a clawed hand resting on the small of MC’s back and slowly drifting lower

- He peers over and sees MC clearly looking uncomfortable so he stood up and stormed over to them.

- He ripped the demons hand away from MC and stood between MC and the drunken demons

- “You shouldn’t touch what isn’t yours,” Beel growled out, a feral and possessive side MC had never seen from the big red headed demon lord.

- The other demons quickly piped down and Beel dragged MC out of the store, ignoring their protests and forgetting he had ordered food

- “Beel... what did you mean when you implied that i-uhm- belong to you?” MC asks quietly, Beel quikcly stopping and turning red as he realized what he had said

- “I mean... If you want me to belong to you and you want to belong to me,” Beel shrugs

- MC wraps their arms around him from behind and he smiles softly, “It’s a deal,” they say

- He was attending a student council meeting for once and excused himself to use the bathroom, originally he had been planning to nap on the toilet, but then a familiar face caught his eye

- Unfortunately that familiar face was accompanied by an unfamiliar face that seemed a bit too close for comfort

- Belphie watched from around the corner and listened for any signs MC was uncomfortable

- When the demon placed a hand on MC’s cheek he swooped in and pulled MC into his chest; glaring at the demon

- “Step away from my human before I kill you,” he said and watched as the lower demon sprinted away in fear

- “your human?” MC looked  up at him with a knowing look as he blushed and gripped their face, turning it so he could kiss their cheek

- After he gave it a soft kiss to erase the other demon’s touch he bit down playfully and gave a cheeky smirk

- “I think we’ve both known for a while that you’re mine.”

[sweettodo]

Promiscuous.

⟿ Levi Ackerman x freader x Eren Jaeger

Includes : threesome, swearing, smut.

word count : 4,5k.

for 300 followers, i promised i would bless you all with a few stories. this was a tough plot to come up with b/c the age difference, but i always come thru :)). enjoy. thank you for 300 friends, readers, and fans. one more story on the way, hope you like !!

Being in the scouts wasn't necessarily all that bad, especially when you had all the strong, agile men to look at all day long.

You didn't bite your tongue, the gushy, teenage girl flirtatiousness that you bestowed upon not one, not two, but a good sum of the boys you worked and trained with every day. Most of whom were your closest friends, who put up with your promiscuousness. For the most part, they fed into it, reciprocating the behavior. But it couldn't be avoided that you took a special liking towards your Captain; Mr. Ackerman himself.

Call it unnatural, call it unusual, but you had a justification for liking him so much. If he said the right thing in the right context, your knees would be shaky and weak, for instance, when he demanded you to 'shut up' half-jokingly for fooling around with Connie too much. You left training that day with a waterfall between your legs, leaving you stunned for at least a week.

The ideas in your head were endless and slightly disturbing. There was no denying you were captivated by him, and he knew it.

Not to mention he took a fondness to you too...

Well, not how you quite anticipated him too. He just believed you were a capable scout, thus him taking you under his wing with your friends. Leaving aside your whorish comments. He took your ignorant attitude with a grain of salt, not allotting you the time of the day- which only made it more of a challenge to get what you yearned much for.

He would scoff, walk away and roll his eyes, reprimanding you on behaving yourself and acting your age. You were 19, you were acting your age, 'I could be worse,' you mumbled under your breath.

Being the species of girl who was drawn to a particular type of man, power play, that sharp attitude which one with a level head and a drop of common sense would take as a definite red flag, the type of man that would punish you for being horny or bratty- you could only dream- it was also clear you couldn't bluff and say that you didn't favor the infamous Eren Jaeger: the strong-willed, wild, dominant and overbearing youthful man. He could command you to get on your knees, and you would in a flash.

Alas, you would not be seeing the pearly gates with what went through your mind about the long-haired, tall, demanding man. On the plus side-unlike Levi- Eren enjoyed the attention you gave him, he played the game with you.

And he played the game good- you liked it.

On numerous occasions, you would be more than touchy with Eren, the little 'not so serious' back rub, or a hand on his thigh under the table to make him hot and bothered. And once or twice, the rare make-out session in an alleyway while your friends shopped or by the stable of horses one time when you were sixteen. Though the sexual tension grew once you turned eighteen when you two were less apt to get in trouble for your conduct- yet you never took it all the way, liking the idea of having him on his toes every time he saw you.

Anyways, today was different than most days, you all were honored with a few days of relaxing, sleeping in, and extra time to eat and shower with no training, or missions.

Appreciating the peace, you lay in your bed buried under the blankets half asleep, taking in the unusual time of relaxation. While nearing slumber again, you're rudely interrupted. A pounding on your door riddles throughout your body, frightening you half to death, you flinch, sitting up in an instant.

"Food! y/n." oh, it was Connie.

You untangle from the blankets, sauntering to your wardrobe, and pulling out a regular old white shirt with shorts. The heat was not something to take lightly around here, you could collapse and suffer from a heat stroke if you weren't careful, so you rolled up your shorts a little and slipped on shoes, taming your hair and heading out of your messy room towards the mess hall, eyes finding your friends and groggily plunging into the bench besides Eren and your other buddies, "sleep well?" Connie laughs, you scowl at him.

"Yea! I was dreamin' about you too! Too bad you ruined it, I was just getting to the good part."

Connie laughs and shakes his head, shoveling food down into his mouth, "I don't even wanna know what that dream was about." Jean grumbles, ruffling his hair to remove it from his clammy forehead; Jean was a difficult one to crack, he usually blushed and would cut your trifling demeanor right off at the knees, he was more for Mikasa's quiet and ethical personality.

"Shut it Kirstein- I do!" Connie protests, you wink at him.

"I'll tell you when I get you alone, how 'bout that Springer?"

Eren could be heard from your left, snorting, you glance over and see his arm raise and head towards your back, yanking your bra and snapping it back against your skin, you unleash an 'ouch' and attempt to reach back and rub the area, "White shirt with a red bra underneath? Who're you tryna' impress?" You shrug.

"Captain, of course."

"More like you dressed in the dark this morning." Eren bullies.

"Captain, what?" Connie and Sasha childishly roll and bounce around in their seats, bellowing laughter while you slowly turn around to face your boss, he reiterates one more time before you chuckle and scratch the back of your neck.

"Talking about how good my boss looks today," the words that roll off your tongue make The tense up and sigh in annoyance, beginning to walk away, you pout, tilting your head, "am I wrong?"

"Keep it up, y/n, I'll have you in a cell indefinitely if you continue this adolescent behavior." He doesn't look twice at you, leaving as quickly as he came. Halting your comments right as they came flying out of your mouth, he had to have been enjoying them! Perhaps a little.

Right as the man in charge begins to leave the hall, he stops, peers his head over to meet your eyes.

"-In chains." Your eyes widen, a perverted grin growing onto your face, looking left to right baffled, 'in chains?' gawking to see if any of your friends noticed the innuendo, but it seemed they were well absorbed in their own business.

But someone heard him.

"In chains?"

You look at Eren, he shared the same shock as you, you wriggle your eyebrows and nudge his side, "I'm not the only one who heard it, so maybe I'm not going crazy." You giggle, finishing your meal and gossiping amongst your friends until it was time to go.

To pass time during the day, you all wasted hours cleaning up to your captain's expectations, finally relieving yourselves for the rest of the evening before dinner; walking down the streets of your town, stopping at the shops down the gravel streets. While everyone talks, your head is elsewhere; replaying that remark Levi made about the chains, borderline obsessing over it- rightfully so.

When he said the word 'chains', you instantly recalled the context behind his innuendo, unless you were going insane, but you had made a joke- your first endeavor at flirting with your boss, mentioning to him using the same chains he used on Eren in court a few years back, your friends condemning your extraverted behavior on the spot; when to no avail, Levi did not feed into that well, sending you to isolation shortly after. And then to Erwin's office to explain yourself... in front of him, Commander Hange, and Levi. Nonetheless, it didn't stop you from toying with the man.

You were somewhat... wild.

Enjoying the rest of your stress-free hours, you spend the evening sitting comfortably in the large common area after dinner; all of you except Eren, who didn't appear at dinner either. God knows where he was.

You lounge beside Armin and Jean, your head on Jean's shoulder per-usual.

"Jean, has Mikasa told you how good you look today?" You hum, his face is instantly soaked up in a rosy flush as he throws his hands over his ears to block your weird comments from reaching his ears, "Mikasa?" you quirk an eyebrow.

"Don't be absurd, y/n" she laughs, "Jean, don't listen to her."

"Jean, you look extra good today," you lean over closer to him, "just thought I'd tell ya'."

"Yeah, yeah." He cracks a small smile, you pat his shoulder then fall back into your seat.

"Awh- c'mon Kirstein, you know I-"

"Y/n, Captain needs to see you..." Eren's voice interrupts the chatting, his head peers into the room, you and your friends falling silent.

"You're probably in trouble again." Armin sighs disappointingly. You promptly stand, "good luck." dragging your feet towards your supposed 'escort', Meeting Eren at the door frame of the corridor, his hands stuffed in his pockets with a deadpan look, watching you begin to take lead ahead of him, "how do you know Levi wants to see me?" You question, examining him whilst walking through the hallways, up the stairs, and around the corner, a few feet away from your Captain's headquarters.

"We talked."

With an uncertain look on your face, churning with turmoil, Eren is knocking once, then twice before pushing open the engraved wooden door, 'Captain didn't even ask who it was at the door-' you furrow your eyebrows, his hand on your back, quickly whisking you into the large room, abruptly stopping in front of his desk.

Your feet are glued to the floor while Eren is closing the door. Levi stands there, propped up against his desk with his arms crossed. The room was eerily silent, you were becoming slightly intimidated. Do you stand? Talk? Sit?

The silence was unbearable.

"Do you need me-"

"I'm fed up, with your manner, cadet." Levi interrupts.

"If I may- Captain," He nods for you to proceed, "why is Eren here?" Captain was very much capable of taking care of reprimanding you on his own, you were almost irritated that Eren was lingering behind you, feeling his eyes burning voids in the back of your head, disrespectfully.

"Isn't that what you want?" Eyes doubling in size, you swerve your head to attempt and get a view of Eren, but Levi halts you once more, treading closer to you so you can look at him, "you don't need to look at Eren."

"I- I don't quite understand."

No one says anything. The air is now thick, more difficult to swallow for oxygen, you were entirely thrown off track with the way he was speaking to you, the way he was looking at you made you want to make a run for it, "Cat got your tongue? Y/n?" Chills rake up and down your body when you feel Eren's breath on your neck, sending your head flying behind you to see the blue-eyed devil almost pressed against your back, you look back at Levi frantically.

"Sit."

Without pause, your ass is planted into one of his chairs, "why aren't you being stubborn? Where's that attitude that constantly gets you into trouble?" Feeling as if you're shrinking, the two men are overlooking you, "go on."

"I- well,"

"She has nothing to say for herself, Cap." Eren looks at Levi, "told you she was all talk." He jabs, were you dreaming?

Your heart thumped out of your chest, you never dreamed of Levi taking it this far, especially when he was so professional... "y/n," Levi's finger touches underneath your chin, raising your head to look at the two men, "always teasing me when you do the same to Eren, so slutty, don't you think, cadet?"

Your mouth drops open at his use of words, finally- the game caught up to you, and you were facing the repercussions, "don't be all shy now."

"I'm not-"

"Then if you're not shy, get on your knees and show us how much you’ve wanted us.”

You hesitate to move, but eventually find yourself slowly sliding out of the chair and onto your knees, "not in my office, go in my room." Eren grabs your arm, walking towards his adjoining room, Levi opens the door and permits you to be ushered in by both him and Eren; Eren grabs you by the hair and directs you back onto your knees in front of your captain's bed, "she's so compliant now that she knows we aren't joking anymore," Levi scoffs, standing behind you while Eren is unbuttoning his jeans right in front of your eyes, a combination of anxiousness and warmth growing in the pit of your gut, looking up at him through your eyelashes, licking across your bottom lip hungrily.

"Be a good girl and open for Eren," Levi bunches up your hair from behind, removing it from around your face.

"Yes sir."

Sticking out your tongue, you try to relax your throat once seeing the size of the man, Levi's grip on your hair prevents you from getting a good look at it before his cock is nudging gently into your mouth, down your tongue, and to the back of your throat, fastening your lips around the base of his cock whilst swirling your tongue when he pulls out of your throat, groaning when your tongue works him with ease.

"So good," He hums, grabbing the sides of your face, Levi drops your hair from his hold so Eren can pick up his pace, using his hands to guide you; gagging and choking while he fucks your throat, saliva dripping down your chin, at the verge of tears, you take his length as far as you can manage. Eren grunting and huffing; only throbbing more when he sees the little tears drip down your cheeks. He heaves out of you, your tongue lolled out while strings of spit follow his cock, the men are astonished at the sight of you gasping for air, but they weren't going to tell you that.

"Are you gonna be good for me and our captain, princess?" Eren crouches down to meet your eyes, clever smile on his face, you nod and he stands you up by your armpit.

You had virtually no control over yourself, they were moving you to where they saw fit; right on your hands and knees into the soft plush sheets, "what do you want, y/n?" you listen from behind you, your head is yanked backward, Levi is there, his free hand wrapped around your jugular loosely, his shirt unbuttoned.

"I want you both to fuck me," you gasp out, they both snicker at you.

"Too easy, way too easy, such a fuckin' whore, imagine wanting both of us," Eren taunts, snatching your shorts down to your knees and lifting your shirt to grab onto the thin waistband of your underwear, "you want Jean to fuck you too? Got any other favorites?" Levi shoves you back onto the mattress, your arms catching you while Levi continues to remove your shorts from your knees, tossing them on the floor, rough hands caressing and pulling apart your ass, both men watch your panties slip in the separated cave of your ass, Eren pulling off your shirt and unclasping your bra.

"N-o, only you guys."

"Who do you want more? Me or your other little fucktoy?" Levi sneers, moving to your front, once again lifting you by your chin, keeping you still while Eren rubs his fingers against the soaked cloth. Pulling upwards against your cunt, the pressure making your clit spasm and scream for the touch of his actual fingers, looking desperate and hungry at your captain.

"I- I can't choose."

Your chest rising and falling, Eren is finally relieving you from your panties, fingers instantly meeting your folds and slipping past your entrance with his two fingers, you whine, eyes rolling to the back of your head, knuckles curving downwards to hook into you and find your sweet spots.

"Well aren't you lucky, you get both of us, even though you don't deserve it," Your captain smirks, getting on his knees, fiddling with the button of his slacks, zipping them down and pushing them past his thighs, "I think she needs to beg for it." He looks at Eren, his erection making itself known from beneath his boxers, fingers quickly scissoring the roots of your hair while he frees himself from his constraints.

"I wanna be your slut- please make me cum." They smile, pleased with your submissiveness.

Cock spilling with precum, he scooches towards your salivating mouth and holds your level to his cock, centimeters away, "so fuckin' wet, can't say I'm surprised you get off to this." Eren's tip rubbing between your folds, collecting the slick that was seeping from your hungry pussy. He pushes into you while Levi is pushing into your mouth, both holes becoming occupied by their pulsating cocks; they longed to fill you up, the torturous teasing you put them through the second you turned eighteen was bound to make them snap- you didn't know what you expected, to be honest, you asked for this.

Eren fucks you slow, savoring the feeling of you clench and suck him in further, pussy stretching from the sheer size of him, veins from the base of his cock hitting and rubbing against the very nerves that were screaming for him to go faster.

Levi fucks deep into your throat, he was about Eren's size, perhaps a little thinner, but he was no match for your throat, choking up the spit from past your throat to lube his cock further. You bring your hand up to assist you, twisting your hand back and forth- up and down while you stimulated his sensitive tip with your tongue, hollowing out your cheeks to suck him back in and repeat.

He was becoming unkempt, his mouth ajar with little moans slipping past his lips, hair dangling in front of the sides of his face while his hips bucked back and forth into the depths of your cave.

"My God, so wet."

You moaned against Levi's cock, Eren speeding up and reaching your cervix, your juices slushing and pussy squeaking while he stretches you out. When his hips connected to your backside, you only want to shrivel up more from the pace he was hitting the hole of your tight cervix. Initially, it hurt, but almost instantly it began to feel pleasurable for both you and Eren, he was reaching great lengths inside of you. He's always wanted to fuck you; almost disappointed in himself that he didn't do this before.

"Taking me so well, I can barely fit," he grunts, "you like my cock y/n? Isn't this what you wanted with your bullshit teasing?" he smacks your ass, crying out, his hips jutting back and forth against you mercilessly, sending jolts into every bone of your body.

He slaps you again, your right ass cheeks burning and tingling from the strength of his slap, "fuckin' slut, better be quiet."

Levi pulls out of your throat, finally able to audible out the loud weeps and cries, he throws his hand over your mouth, "shut up before you get us caught."

"Fuck, Eren!" you wail, ignoring Levis commands, gasps and moans fly around the room, his cock filling you perfectly to the point where you felt like you were made to shape him.

"Open." his hand is forcing your jaw open, sticking your panties into your mouth to silence you. You cry into the fabric, the coil twirling up in your stomach, clenching your walls while he drills into you, his cock rubbing against your g-spot, sending you into a frenzy.

Levi fists his cock for the time being while Eren is chasing his orgasm, knocking into you- inching you towards your orgasm. The back of your head tingling, your pussy twitching, and your stomach tightening, the room spiraling around you while you drop your head into the mattress, eyes screwed shut; Eren tearing an earth-shattering orgasm out of your body.

You see stars and a bright white consumes you, hands reaching to grasp anything, finding Levi's bicep and digging your nails into his skin for support while Eren's cock bathes in your cum, his hands pressing into the small of your back, "'boutta cum, right in this pretty little pussy." He spits, pinning your back to a better arch, you cry into the sheets when Erens thrusts loosen a little, sporadic and stabbing thrusts until he's panting and dumping a large load of his seed into your cunt, letting out moans and swears of approval. Your body convulsing, wanting to collapse.

Erin's lightheaded, dizzy and sweating, little bangs and baby hairs sticking to his soaked face, watching your cum drip down your thighs, the wetness from your pussy which had soaked his stomach, it was a fucking mess.

Everywhere.

He pulls out of you, your cream coating his cock; snatching a shirt and wiping himself clean, hiking up his boxers, "you're not done. On your back, now."

Without warning nor regard, you're pushed forward into Levi's hands by Eren to get you moving quicker; you slide onto your back, Levi takes charge and steps off the bed, hauling you by the thighs until you're at the edge of the bed, Levi pressing his hands under your thighs, holding them up and letting his cock slap against your cum-filled cunt, biting onto his bottom lip, teasing his cock into you.

He leans down, taking out the pair of underwear from your mouth, "keep quiet, understood?"

Quickly nodding and bracing yourself, happy to feel warm again.

"Did Eren fill you good?" he asks calmly, you nod.

"Yes- Levi."

Levi halts mid-thrust, peeved look on his face, "yes what, y/n?" you swallow hard, throat dry from the cloth.

"Y-yes Captain, he did." You mewl, he nods once before finishing his thrust.

"This pussy is so tight, even after he stretched you out like this?" he huffs, head dipped down- eyes filed to your pussy sucking in his cock so well; hair flopping back and forth, "I told you I was gonna do something about that mouth of yours, didn't I?"

"Y-you did, sir." You wail.

Levi didn't hold back, each of his sharp thrusts made you more tender inside, little cries fall from your swollen lips while Eren sits beside your head, big arm reaching over your face and kneading your boob, he watches them bounce slightly as Levi ruts into you. Rolling your hard erected nipple in between his fingers, "look at that face, are you gonna cum again?" you look up at Eren, who wears a smug look on his face, "are you gonna cum on Captain's cock, y/n?" you whine, trying to remain quieter under your Captain's directions.

"Gonna-" Eren's hand moves once more- over towards your clit.

This was the first time tonight you had felt this overstimulation, hissing in air and biting onto the skin of your lip, hand grasping Eren's wrist as he swirls little- yet strong circles into your clit, your mouth slacks open, “please! Feels so-" another burst of spasms erupting, thighs shaking and clenching around Levi's waist, "f-fuck me- Fuck me harder Captain, please!" You cry, walls convulsing, cum seeping out of you, down your ass and the base of his cock while he fucks you silly, Eren bringing you that much closer to a euphoric feeling again as he rubs your spasming clit.

"Yeah? You want me to fuck you like the whore you are, right?" Levi pants, cockhead rubbing against your sensitive and exhausted g-spot.

"Who can fuck you better?" Unable to audible, Eren moves faster around your num.

"Don't disobey our Captain, pretty girl- use your words." Screwing your eyes shut, the two men await your answer.

"I-I don't know- Ah!" Your back arches, core tightening for the second time tonight- body shaking as the following orgasm sends you over the moon, Eren's hand smacked over your mouth, you wail into his hand, Levi pins your legs open, leaning down to fuck into you harder, thrashing into your guts, pussy gushing around him until he is groaning and throwing his head back while he slams into you, his stomach nearly slapping against Eren's fingers, his dick twitching. His cheeks rosy and his muscles flexed.

"Fuck, so good- so tight- keep squeezing-" he breathes.

You're dazed from the rocking of his hips, he slows, catching his breath while he releases, coating your bruised walls with his cum. Your body left empty and quivering as Levi is slipping out of your cunt, Eren handing him the same shirt he used to wipe himself off with; your captain retrieving it and cleaning the amount of cum that was left on his softening dick, moving to you and carefully wiping the inside of your thighs and beaten cunt.

Catching your breath, Levi is picking his boxers up from the floor and pulling them up along with his pants, “don’t stay there forever, my sheets need to be switched.” He states, Eren reaches for your hand and helps you sit up, putting his shirt over your head and you slip through the arms, feet meeting the cold wooden floor, you attempt to stand, your knees buckling, Eren grabs you by the tricep before you land on the floor and sits you back on the bed.

“I think it would look suspicious if I carried you out of here, can you walk?”

You nod, “yeah.”

Standing again, you're able to succeed, reaching for your underwear, Eren already had it swinging around his index finger, “I’ll hold onto these.”

With no willpower to object, you just pull up your shorts and pick up your shoes.

“Walk her back, Jaeger, don't do anything stupid.”

You and Eren both leave your Captain’s office quietly, the hall empty and empty, you and he slowly walk back, you laughed at the thought about how it would be a tough one to explain why Eren was shirtless and you were- quite obviously- wearing his shirt while he holds your stained shirt in his hand.

With great luck, you and he make it without running into anyone, reaching your door, you and him enter and you shut the door behind him.

“Here’s your shirt.”

He watches you as you throw off his shirt, tossing it to him and opening a drawer, and grabbing one of your own.

Before you realize it.

“Uhm, Eren, I forgot my bra.” Glancing down at your bare chest, Eren shrugs it off and laughs.

“Captain wanted to keep something too, princess.”

[thera-daydreams]

PLUS ONE

》 A TRESE TWOSHOT 《

[Maliksi x Reader]

📝 Summary: In which your beloved best friend snatches you from your apartment at dawn asking you to be his plus one for his cousin's wedding. Unbeknownst to the clueless you, everything is just going according to Maliksi's ultimate masterplan. With the help of friends and family, the Prince of the Tikbalang finally gets the girl he's been longing for. And oh, Señor Armanaz gets his dream daughter-in-law and the promise of grandchildren within the year.

📌 Warning: May contain some slight NSFW for spicy suggestiveness and cussing. No smut or anything super SPG—this girl can't write that for her life—but just be prepared. It's Maliksi we're talking about. We've got friends-to-lovers, obliviousness, pining, fluff, and a tikbalang simp. Figure it out. 😃

(word count: 7,454) ♥︎ Part Two: ?

》 AUTHOR'S NOTE 《

Not an Inday spinoff, but a lengthy oneshot in celebration of this blog getting 90 followers. Just ten more to 100, yay! Thank you so much for the love and support, everyone. I also promised that I'll be making this brainrot that @binibiningbabaylan and I have fangirled over a few days ago (find the original post here) when I finished the latest chapter of Inday. Here it is! 🥰

Before I forget, I was also inspired by the cute fic made by @crispybasil titled "Sunshowers" and the "Trese Boys As Things My Guy Friends Do" made by the amazing @smolla-than-a-bug (I bow down to your wonderful works in the Trese fandom). I definitely see Maliksi to be the type to go on spontaneous roadtrips and be the boyfriend to drive you around eveeeerywhere (while also driving you crazy). 🚘

There are also some songs mentioned throughout this work. You should probably listen to them while reading for the full experience. Ending was somewhat rushed but eh, I'm too exhausted and I've rewritten it too many times. Also, if someone makes some actual tikbalang smut, tag me please. Anyways, enjoy! 💕

The way it all started was hilarious. Absolutely fucking hilarious. It happened like a blur. Literally. One second, you were snoozing in your bed. The next? You had a seatbelt on in the shotgun seat of a sophisticated-looking car. Your brain didn't even get to process it yet.

"... So let me get this straight," you grumbled, still half-asleep from your sleep marathon. You just finished a hugely successful project at work yesterday, got promoted, and wanted to make up for the restless nights you spent overtime in the office. Of course you were irritated from being disturbed. You were on vacation leave for two entire weeks, originally planning to go into temporary isolation by deactivating your social media accounts and reserving a beach cabana for yourself in Batangas.

Well, turns out, you weren't going to Batangas anytime soon. All because your unreasonably spontaneous bestfriend of ten hectic years stole you from your apartment at 2AM. Was this considered kidnapping? Was this him just being more in touch with his tikbalang side, taking unsuspecting women in their sleep and leading them to their inevitable death? (He was going over the speed limit, so it was a valid thought.) Will wearing your shirt inside-out save you today? Lord, masyado ka pang pagod para mag-isip ngayon.

"Go on."

"You abducted picked me up in the middle of the night because you want me to be your plus one at your cousin's wedding in Tagaytay?"

"Yup. And technically, the venue is right on the outskirts of Cavite going to Tagaytay," he corrected you as a matter-of-factly.

"Same thing, whatever," you huffed tiredly. "Your cousin's wedding is at 6AM today. In a few hours. In four hours."

"Uh-huh."

You groaned exasperatedly, "Mal naman, eh! You didn't even let me bring anything. Could've at least given me a heads-up a few hours ago. I'm practically emptyhanded right now save for my phone! Sinungaling ka, you said this was just a normal midnight drive—not a freaking wedding!"

The Prinsipe ng Mga Tikbalang, son of the Great Stallion, heir to the Armanaz herd, and the Top Drag Racer of C-5 Expressway—if that was even one of his Game of Thrones-like titles—grinned as he continued driving beside you. He let you continue ranting in the passenger seat while he mulled over his ultimate masterplan that would change his entire life later on. He was a spur-of-the-moment kind of guy, so all this wasn't his thing. But for you? He'll make plans, alright.

"Wala man lang akong dinalang masusuot o kahit konting makeup para maging presentable sa harapan ng buong pamilya mo," you exclaimed, in absolute despair. "Do you know how out of my league you are? Your rich-ass family might judge me—hell, your dad might see me as a hampaslupa if I show up there in my pambahay and tsinelas!"

"Psh, I'm not out of your league," Maliksi waved it off, smoothly turning a corner. "And calm down. We've known each other for a decade! My dad practically loves you as his own daughter. Heck, the entire family knows you and keeps telling me they want you adopted in already. Lolo Andres and Lola Perlita said they'd have the paperwork settled. You just need to sign them."

It would be even better (and easier) if you married into the family. To him, specifically (as if he'd let anyone else have you). God, he was already being so obvious in his advances, but you were just so damn oblivious whenever it came to romance. None of this needed to happen if you just got it through your thick skull that he was madly in love with you.

"That's not the point, idiot!" you slumped back into your seat, hopeless. "Do you think the bride and the groom will get offended? Shit, baka masumpaan ako kung magagalit sila, Mal. Mukha akong patay galing sa South Cemetery."

The long-haired tikbalang rolled his eyes, "Huwag kang mag-alala. Nothing's going to go wrong. Chill ka lang diyan. I've got everything under control, babe."

Babe. Yes, he even called you babe but you thought it was him being a himbo and a massive flirt. Now, it was his common term of endearment for you, but you still assumed it was him just being irksome to you and that you couldn't stop the man from saying it anymore. Thus, you let it be (the most obvious hint of his attraction to you, bestie).

"... Ugh, why didn't you ask Hannah or Amie to go with you?"

He just smiled knowingly, shrugging and making up an excuse, "Nagmamadali ako, eh. Hannah and Amie are also coming, but they already have the other tikbalang as dates."

"'Luh, ako pala ang backup choice mo?"

"Heh. Whatever you want to think."

Little did you know that you were always his first choice. Always. Even when he pursued Alexandra Trese many years ago, trying to convince himself you were just his best friend, it was always you. How did he come to that realization? Well, an international band he was a fan of released a song a couple years ago and he heard it being played in a club in BGC. The song title?

It Was Always You by Maroon 5.

Needless to say, after hearing the song and being unable to get it—get you—out of his mind at night, he stopped courting Alexandra. Unfortunately for him, that time, you'd started dating other men. Therefore, he was left on the sidelines... until your latest and most painful breakup, at least. That was five years ago. You still hadn't dated anyone since then, kind of traumatized from getting into another failed relationship like that.

In the present day, as if the fates were playing on you two, one of your favorite artists played on the radio. A very ironic song given the situation you two were in.

Best Friend by Rex Orange County.

Maliksi knew it was a favorite of yours. He knew it by the way your eyes lit up like a star brightening the twinkling night sky. Like the sun first rising in the morning at Apolaki's command. Like the moon extending its gentle rays from the magic of Mayari herself. If there was anything he wanted to ask of the old gods, it was you—everything else be damned.

"I wanna be the one that makes your day, the one you think about as you lie awake," you half-sang and half-screamed happily, somewhat out-of-tune. "I can't wait to be your number oooooone! I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine—"

Maliksi glanced at you, not minding that his eardrums were probably getting microscopic ruptures from your aggressive singing. As much as he wanted to stare at you all day, he had to keep his eyes on the road. But the lyrics you were singing were wrong; the Prince of the Tikbalang was already yours from day one.

"Babe, McDo drive-through tayo for breakfast. Let me make it up to you. Gusto mo ng caramel sundae for your promotion gift? Sige. Ako bahala. Chicken nuggets din? Mabubusog ka ba niyan? I don't think they serve those this early..."

》》》

"Sandali lang!" you shouted out from inside an empty room. You'd just arrived at the venue—the Alta Veranda de Tibig in Silang, Cavite (practically the gateway to Tagaytay)—an hour or so ago. The hired makeup artist just left so that you could privately change into the outfit that had been bought specifically for you. Curse Mal and his ability to buy anything (perhaps anyone) he wanted. "Bwiset, Mal, you didn't tell me we'd be part of the damn entourage. We have to be walking the aisle in thirty minutes, simbako! You just love rushing me, don't you!?"

If only you were the one walking down the aisle today towards him.

When you exited the room, Maliksi couldn't help but let his jaw drop as he skimmed your figure, clad in the luxurious, silky satin blush midi dress he bought in one of those fancy stores in Makati yesterday. He imagined that it would look great on you, but now, seeing it on you in person... you looked divine (and frankly, he wanted to see it off your body to see what was underneath—but don't get too ahead of yourself, Mal). It was a whole 'nother level from his imagination. The deep cowl neckline and thin spaghetti straps showed your lovely collarbones... as well as a peek of your cleavage. His favorite and the best part of it all? It was backless, allowing him to gaze at the tempting curve of your spine.

He hadn't realized he had grown silent until you smiled and closed his mouth, tapping his chin.

"Lalangawin ang bibig mo, Mal," you laughed softly. Never had you seen him so speechless. You then flicked your hair back, ridiculously posing for him like you were on the cover of Vogue magazine (haba ng hair mo, gurl!). "Do I look that good? Char lang."

"... You look absolutely ravishing—I mean, uh, stunning. Hot. Yeah." That was all he could say. He mentally punched himself for not showering you with more suave compliments.

Still, your face brightened up, not knowing that the man in front of you just fell for you a thousand times harder, "Wow! Really? Damn. Ang galing talaga ng MUA na kinuha mo, ginawa akong artista. Give me their contact number later! May work event pa naman ako in two months. I'm shocked, it's like they made me rise from the dead! Even my eyebags are gone, Mal! How'd they do that?" Heck yeah, your confidence was boosted. He offered his arm to you like a gentleman, making you half-heartedly roll your eyes (you took it anyway). From holding it alone, you could tell that your best friend was a sinewy man (well, you knew that already after seeing his tikbalang form before—the little shit didn't even wear a loincloth like all his clanmates; your poor eyes were eternally scarred).

You looked him up and down. You wouldn't lie—Maliksi is and always has been an attractive man. Now? With his hair in a ponytail (pun not intended), definitely one of the hunkiest men you've ever known. "You're not looking too bad yourself, horsey."

"Ako pa!" He puffed his chest out in pride. You chuckled at his reaction.

"By the way, how do you even know my dress size and my shoe size?"

"Babe, I've known you too long. You know almost everything about me, I know everything about you."

You snorted at his confident tone, "'Di nga? You don't know every single thing about me, Mal. Assuming ka masyado."

"Alam ko nga anong cup size mo. Wala lang 'yang shoe and dress size."

You slapped his shoulder, cheeks quickly flushing red, "Huy, umayos ka! Walang hiyang tikbalang na 'to." With this guy as your best friend? You heard dirty jokes at least once a day. "Don't be inappropriate here!"

"What? It's only fair I know!" He looked down on you suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows. "You already know I always go commando, so of course I know that your bra is a size—"

"Shhh! Baka marinig ka, 'nyeta."

"So? Let them hear. My best friend has a nice set of melons!" he shouted. You were grateful there was no one around. Hopefully.

"Oh my God..."

Your best friend chortled at how flustered you'd become. He led you to where some of his family was waiting, with a couple of his relatives already greeting you. You instantly and quite easily mingled with them, your worries of them not accepting you far from even true (they all knew how much their prince loved the innocent you).

"Kayo na talaga, pare?" one of his older tikbalang clanmates asked while you went away to be fawned over by his aunts.

Maliksi chuckled, crossing his arms as he watched you from afar, "Heh. Hindi pa."

Another one of his clanmates—a younger one—laughed, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, "Talaga? That's cap, bro. You two are like a married couple already and you guys still aren't a thing?"

"Ilang taon na ba kayong magkakaibigan?" the older one asked him.

"Almost ten years," Maliksi responded, a smile unconsciously pulling his lips up as he remembered your moments together. He watched you converse with his female relatives (who adored you the moment Maliksi brought you to a family event many moons ago).

The two tikbalang snickered as they saw the look on the Great Stallion's heir.

"You're down bad," the younger one said, snapping a photo of his lovestruck kuya. "You've got it so bad for her, dudeparechong!"

"Balak mong ligawan anytime soon?" the older tikbalang inquired.

"Heh. Balak ko na ngang pakasalan. Kung pwede, ngayon."

They looked at Maliksi as if he was crazy. He was very much serious, though, even if there was a huge, lopsided smile on his face. The Prince of the Tikbalang raised a brow at them.

"What? Don't give me that look. Our ten years of being best friends is practically the courting and the dating stage already."

"Eh... you're right. Don't waste anymore time. Go and marry her today, dude. Suporta kami sa'yo, basta groomsmen kami sa kasal niyo, ha!"

"Ge. Without question."

Meanwhile, on your end with the ladies of the family, they started pestering you on your love life (like all typical Filipino aunties). Chismis everywhere.

"O, iha, single ka pa ba?"

"Kailan ka magpapakasal? Malapit ka nang pumasok sa thirties mo."

"Do you want kids? How many?"

"Are you and Maliksi a couple? You look good together! Kayo na, 'di ba?"

"Will you be getting married next? Are you engaged? When's the wedding? Invite niyo kami!"

Before you could get overwhelmed by their questions, Maliksi swept you off your feet to lead you to the entourage that was lining up outside the chapel area. Again, it happened like a blur. He laughed at the partially nauseated look on your face.

"You okay there?" he asked, grinning.

"Your family thinks we're together," you muttered quietly, not meeting his eyes. You weren't sure why you felt... tingly about their statements.

He tilted his head at you curiously, gently setting you down on your feet and helping you stand.

"Do you hate the idea?" It hurt him to ask you the question, but he wanted your thoughts on it. Perhaps doing this was a bad idea. Maliksi was competitive in many things, including wanting you to be his, but if you were so opposed to it, he would never force you into something you didn't want. He let go of your hand; you didn't even notice he'd been holding it until he let go. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

Your wide-eyed gaze snapped back to look up at him, "No! No, it's not that! And... it's not bad." Your hand felt strangely empty now that his was gone. Biting your lip, you disclosed, "You're not making me uncomfortable, Mal. Don't ever think that."

With that, you shyly interlocked your arm with his, tearing your eyes from his to mask the growing warmth you felt spreading in your veins. You two didn't say anything else when the ushers let you walk down the beautiful, petal-covered aisle together.

The man beside you was starstruck. Hopeful. Maybe both of you did have a chance. Maybe somewhere in the depths of your soul, his feelings for you were being reciprocated. For the rest of the sacred ceremony in the gorgeous main pavilion, both of you relished in short, comfortable, and low conversations. He even cracked jokes every once in a while—really funny ones that made it challenging for you to you stifle your laughter.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride."

Maliksi fervently prayed to Bathala that he'd experience the same opportunity he was seeing with you someday. One day.

Even while the sun was brightly out, the sky began showering down light rain onto the land. You were in awe as you looked out the window.

"Hala, totoo nga pala! Tignan mo!" you laughed, tugging Maliksi's suit sleeve, pointing at the window.

"Na ano?" he curiously inquired, not understanding what you were referring to.

"Na kapag may tikbalang na kinakasal, umuulan habang may araw pa," you replied, eyes filled with childlike mirth and wonder. A rainbow had even begun to form by the clouds. "Look, it's magical! Ang ganda pala ng view dito kasama ang old Spanish architecture. Timeless na timeless. It's so pretty, 'no? Picture tayo 'maya, Mal."

Unlike you, it wasn't the sky outside that the prince was looking at. Amidst the loud cheers for the newlywed couple and the bubbles the guests were blowing, his vision could only focus on how magnificent you looked while being amazed. You were his best view. (Ed from 90-Day Fiancé, kabahan ka na, may katapat ka sa pickup line mo.)

》》》

"Smile for the picture!"

You giggled as Maliksi was dragged into a photo-op with the bridesmaids and the important older wedding sponsors a few feet away (funnily, he looked a little constipated around them). All of a sudden, when he was heading back to your direction, you were roughly pushed into the said man's arms. When you turned around, there was nothing (except maybe a gust of wind that came out of nowhere).

"Ooh, gotcha. Careful," the tikbalang steadied you, strong hands holding your biceps. "Natapilok ka?"

"... Huh, hindi naman," you wondered suspiciously, looking around. "I think someone pushed me? Parang tinulak ako... but wala namang tao."

"Weird. Maybe it was just the wind."

It actually was. Really. Maliksi knew for a fact that it was those two taong hangin who were spying on you from the corner, trying to pair you up. He gave them a thumbs-up while your back was turned in the opposite direction. Hannah and Amie returned the thumbs-up before vanishing. Suddenly, the two wedding photographers had moved on from the bridesmaids and were right beside you.

"What a lovely couple you two are!" she praised. Before you could correct her, she held up the black contraption she held towards you two. "Pose for the camera, lovelies!"

And so you did, the photographer guiding you two on what to do. Maliksi wrapped his arm around your waist and you leaned on his side, looking sidewards to the camera with one leg cocked in front of the other. Her assistant, who was holding a polaroid camera, printed out two photos for you.

"Thank you," you told him, taking the photos from his hands then flicking them rapidly to make the images develop. You and Mal were about to walk to the reception area when the photographer stopped you, handing the male beside you a business card.

"If you two need a photographer or a videographer for your wedding, call me," she signaled to both of you before running to another guest, bringing her assistant with her.

You gawked, "Mal, did you just hear what she said?"

"Loud and clear." A grin was on his face. He seemed very pleased at what he heard.

"... How can she even tell if someone is married or not?"

Maliksi's free hand took your left hand, tapping the ring finger, "Nothing here."

"Ooooooh. I get it now." Your brows creased. "Huh. This is like the fifth time today the people here have mistaken us for a couple."

Maliksi shrugged, teasing you, "Who knows? Baka may potential tayo, babe."

Before you could ask him what he meant, he was hurriedly towing you to the reception venue. While he was doing that, you stared at the now-developed polaroid photos you were holding. Huh. Maybe you two did look like a couple.

"Come on, they're serving some snacks at the welcome reception area. Peach pie and mango float-flavored. Paborito mo, babe."

》》》

The rest of the night went by without a hitch. You were actually enjoying the event—the host was great, the food was great, the music was great. Everything was great... that was, until the games.

"Alright! Now that the bride's garter has been removed, let's have the bouquet and garter toss... starting with the females!" the host announced. "Dear bride, please stay here in front. And all single ladies—and by single I mean ready to mingle and are not married—please rise and stand here on the dance floor. Let's play matchmaker tonight, everyone!"

"Uy, single ladies daw," Maliksi nudged your side. "Sign mo na 'yan." You snorted like a pig.

"Nope, ayokong madamay sa bouquet toss," you whisper-yelled at your best friend. "Do you know how embarrassing that is?! Besides, they won't notice if I don't join! Special tactic ko 'yan sa weddings: pretending I'm not single. Katabi naman kita."

More women came to the front, making you feel assured that you didn't need to participate. The host was about to say something, when the bride interrupted to whisper something into his ear.

"Hala, halaaa! Sabi ko all single ladies, pero may isang single lady na nagtatago pa!" he announced, making you freeze. Please don't let it be you. "What's her name, beloved bride?"

"Y/N L/N." You nearly spat out your champagne. You? Did they just call out your name? How did they know?

"Oh fuck," you cursed quietly.

"'Di ka makakatakas dito, babe," Maliksi jabbed, making you stand up. "Tinatawag ka na."

"Baka may ibang Y/N L/N dito," you resisted, attempting to sit back down. "I can't do this, Mal."

"'Sus, ikaw pa. And it's just a symbolic ceremony!" he encouraged, as if he didn't have any underlying intentions. "I doubt the bouquet will go to you anyway."

Sheesh, what a big fat liar you are, tikbalang prince.

You expressed your dissatisfaction with the situation, "Bwiset, fine. I'll just... dodge it. Or evade it. God, I swear..." You calmed down, confident. "I'm not going to worry. I've never caught the bouquet at my own friends' weddings anyway."

When you were at the dance floor, Maliksi snickered, seeing the bride—his cousin—wink at him. After all, he had thoroughly bribed her earlier.

《《《

"It's about time you settled down with someone, Mal," the bride commented while he slipped her the newest Hermés designer bag filled with a bunch of jewelry (plus some bills) two hours ago, right before the reception began and while you were in the restroom freshening up. "Hehehe, this is why you're my favorite cousin."

"Do we have a deal?"

"Of course. I'll make sure she participates. I'll also try to throw it in her direction."

"Good. Thanks."

"You better invite me to your beach wedding. I can tell how much you love her."

"Not a problem. I'll even make you a sponsor."

The bride stared at her bouquet, already practicing how she was going to throw it, "Tito's going to thank me so much for ensuring that he's going to get grandkids soon, hihi."

》》》

Back to the present, on the other end of the room, Maliksi saw a familiar duo give him a sign that they were ready. Bingo. Time to execute the most important part of his plan.

《《《

"I don't care how you do it," he told the two wind elementals after he bribed the bride. "I've already instructed the bride on what she should do, pero siguraduhin niyo lang talagang lumipad sa kanya ang bouquet."

"Mmhmm," Amie flipped her hair, a hand on her cocked hip. "And what do we get in return, oh great Señorito Armanaz?"

"Sagot ko bar-hopping niyo for one month."

The two girls pretended to think about it, making Maliksi roll his eyes. He had to pull out the big guns, huh?

"Fine. Magbibigay ako ng cash deposit plus pwede niyong gamitin ang black card ko for a one-week shopping spree in Ortigas." There. Bullseye. That's what they liked.

"Deal!" they exclaimed excitedly.

Hannah let a cool gust of wind enter one of the nearby windows, testing out how they're going to do this. "Ano pa bang pinaplano mo for Y/N mamaya?"

Maliksi hummed, "Basta."

》》》

You tried your best to hide within the densest part of the group of women. The bride seemed to have her eyes on you, weirdly enough, and she looked almost feral wanting to throw her flowers into someone's face.

That someone being you. Most likely.

"Target locked on," you saw her mouth move. She positioned herself like she was about to throw a football at someone (ahem, you). Holy shit, was she talking to you? Miss ma'am, it was a bouquet toss not a bouquet throw. The bride seemed to notice this, and once more regained her elegant composure.

"3, 2, 1," the host counted down. "Go!"

Surprisingly, the bouquet flew very high into the air (it was a wonder it didn't get tangled in the ceiling decor), but quite a distance away from you. You grinned, knowing it was too far to even touch you. Squeezing through the crowd of women eagerly awaiting the bouquet, you went to return to your assigned table.

Ah, what a wonderful evening.

Sike!

Something painfully landed right into your face, leaves and flowers getting into your hair and mouth.

... Wait, leaves and flowers?

Before you could comprehend it, the bouquet dropped right into your arms. What kind of ungodly, inhuman force allowed this to even happen?

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have our lucky girl for the night!" Everyone clapped, with some—those guests you knew—even cheering your name unbelievably loud. The host approached you, a glint in his eye which you couldn't understand. "Miss Y/N, kindly sit here while we await the lucky guy who catches the garter from the groom."

What just happened?

"All single gentlemen, please proceed to the dance floor. Remember, the man who gets the garter gets to slip it onto the lucky lady's leg later!"

Oh, God. You pinched the bridge of your nose. What you'd give to be back at home or to be in that resort in Batangas you'd planned on going to for a solo vacation.

"To make this even more exciting," the host stated, handing you a black blindfold. "Our lucky lady has to keep her eyes closed until her lucky man for the night captures the bride's garter! When the music plays, only then can she uncover her eyes."

See? Humiliating, just as you expected. Still, you wrapped the blindfold around your head (albeit hesitantly). You attempted to guess who it might be, thinking of all the tikbalang friends Maliksi had introduced to you back then whenever he invited you to his clan reunions.

"Groom, are you ready?" the host asked, microphone loud and clear.

"Ready na ready!"

"Single gentlemen, are you ready?!"

"Ready na ready! Awoo, awoo!" they loudly chorused, exactly mimicking Spartans about to engage in battle. You sweatdropped in the seat you were in. This was actually kind of scary. Maybe you felt a bit objectified.

"3, 2, 1, go!"

There was a brief moment of silence, which made you concerned. Ba't ang tahimik? Then, everyone erupted into roars and bravoes much louder than when you caught the bouquet—perhaps even louder by tenfold. What the heck was happening?!

The music played. Very raunchy, spicy, babymaking music. You expected it to be the typical Careless Whisper by George Michael or Pony by Ginuwine (corny songs which you could probably laugh at, at least), but no. Nuh-uh, this was probably worse. The DJ must be pretty young, the song of their choosing being a slowed, bass-boosted, sexier remix of Earned It by the Weeknd.

Ano 'to, bold? Fifty Shades of Grey? The hell was this?

Alright. This was embarrassing. Thank the heavens there were no children at this party. From the music alone and its implications, this was strictly for adults.

You removed your blindfold (that was okay now, right?) as the guests whistled playfully. You peeked one eye open reluctantly, then inwardly groaned. Oh, no. You should've expected it to be him of all people from how loud the reactions were. And all those yells from the crowd were from his family.

Son of a—

"Well, this has proven to be a very interesting arrangement!" the host proclaimed. "Our lucky man for tonight is none other than our great clan leader's heir, Maliksi Armanaz! Congratulations, sir! You get to slip the lacey little garter on Miss Y/N!"

The said very smug tikbalang stood a few feet away from the chair you were sitting on, smirking at you. His hair was no longer in that mesmerizing ponytail—instead, he'd tied it into a more sinfully attractive man-bun, loose strands framing his face and accentuating that sharp, angled jaw of his (say yes and thank you to Manny Jacinto's jawline, besties).

"Let's cheer him on in his new mission, everybody!" the host pushed. Was this that glint in his eye earlier? And was that a one thousand peso bill sticking out of his pocket?

The groomsmen, Mal's cousins and uncles whom you've met before, hollered words of encouragement to the tall man (who was, oddly enough, not one bit fazed). In fact, Maliksi seemed like he was famished as he stared you down.

You swallowed, feeling like you were going to get eaten (heh, say that again). Maliksi had shrugged off his dark suit blazer to the beat of the song (holy fuck, he also unclasped the suspenders attached to his pants right before your eyes—asdfghjkl). Were you prepared for this? No. Will you ever be prepared? No!

"Mr. Armanaz, before you begin," the host interrupted. "We have an additional challenge for you in this mission. Kaya mo ba? It was a request of the newlywed couple."

"What is it?"

"Use your teeth!" the bride and the groom cheerfully shouted, clapping with the other guests. Whatdidtheysaaaaay???

The cocky bastard didn't even hesitate, his smirk at you growing wider; those pearly whites of his on full display. Was it just you or were his canines a little sharper than usual?

"Anything for the newlyweds. Challenge accepted," he dashingly replied, winking at you. You sputtered indignantly. Pisteng yawa. Putangina. Putek. Pakshet. You swore you thought of every swear word in the book at that moment. What did that YouTube parody song about Filipino mythological creatures say again? About the tikbalang? Ah, yes. Half-macho dancer and half-stallion. Maybe the joke was true, especially when you saw what Maliksi did next.

He bit the shred of lace, loosening his necktie (bestie, you good there?), unbuttoning some top buttons, and rolling up the sleeves of his collared white undershirt up to his elbows (consequently showing off his toned, veiny forearms—those lucky bridesmaids behind him nearly fainted). Honestly, you felt like you were about to lose your mind from embarrassment. With how tantalizing your guy best friend was being? Let our response be: San Pedro, kunin mo na ako. Was he doing all this to tease you? To rile you up?

Because damn it all, it was working. In your ten years of knowing Maliksi Armanaz, withstanding all his daily dirty jokes and flirtatious attempts, never had you seen him like this. So... wolfish. Ravenous. Like he was a man that hadn't been fed in years.

He stalked closer towards you, falling to his knees in front of your legs. Your gown had a long slit that extended up to an inch or two below where your left leg began—your best friend was eyeing his target already, knowing where to place the garter. Normally, you would never even wear something as revealing as this gown. It just wasn't your type, but Maliksi was the one who bought this for you for this specific occasion, so you had no choice. It was this or your pantulog he stole you in just hours ago. At first, you were confident in the gown. Now? You felt too... naked.

Somehow, in the heat of it all, you'd muted out the noise of the venue. Maliksi teasingly lifted your foot up, fingertips slyly grazing the thin shoe straps around your left foot—his calculated touch leaving fire in its trail. Once the garter had been successfuly inserted past your high-heeled stilettos, the man kneeling in front of you kept his hands to himself. Despite the fact that now there was absolutely zero skin-to-skin contact between you and this man, your body felt hotter than it ever was before as he expertly slid the lacy bit of cloth up your ankle at an agonizingly slow pace.

Maliksi's warm eyes had turned dark, his pupils blown, a tinge of red in them—of his true beast—while he maintained striking eye contact with you, pulling the garter up your calf with his teeth. Smoothly tugging... tugging... tugging. Tangina, it was like he was undressing you with his eyes alone; like he was telepathically telling you to keep your eyes open.

To keep your eyes on him, where he was knelt inbetween your legs, his hands intentionally locked on his back. Did you ever imagine this? Him between your legs? Maybe. Once or twice. But you never thought about it seriously; Maliksi dated girls left and right in the past.

His lips... his lips were so close... so close to your leg that you could feel the heat of his breath along with the lace. Were you about to die? Perhaps you already did. Maybe you were in heaven. Up... up... up... snap!

Suddenly, he stopped, grinning up at you mischievously and letting the elastic bounce back to the skin of your left knee.

"I'm not going any further, don't worry, babe," he whispered, noting that your eyes had become misty and glazed over. Internally, he grew worried. "That's enough." Did he think it was from discomfort? From you being uncomfortable? Bitch, no. It was the exact opposite. You had never been this turned on in your entire life.

You felt like your soul had left your body at that moment. Did you just have a heart attack? Was your blood pressure okay? Before you or Maliksi could stand, however, someone bellowed from the wedding sponsor tables.

"Higher! That's an order!"

Fucking hell, it was Maliksi's father who shouted. He wasn't in the huge tikbalang form you'd normally meet him in, but he was still very intimidating in his humanoid form, commanding attention and subservience wherever he went. You could tell where Maliksi got it from.

Instantly, the other guests—already half-drunk and wanting the spirit of partying to continue on—joined in.

"Higher! Higher!"

The host cheered, "You heard Señor Armanaz! Higher!"

Maliksi gave you a questioning look. Even if it was his father who spoke up, he still wouldn't do anything you didn't want. Well, you two made it this far; there was no point in getting embarrassed now. You bit the inside of your cheek, nodding. You probably couldn't erase the redness on your skin with how much you'd blushed from this night. It was as if the heat was tattooed onto your skin.

"Go on, Mal," you whispered to him, bending your torso down closer to his face, eyes half-lidded from want. "Finish what you started, babe."

With those sultry bedroom eyes he'd never once seen you show him before—plus you turning the tables with that familiar term of endearment, how could he refuse? Like a switch had been flipped inside him, he immediately complied, taking the frilly scrap of stretchy lace between his teeth once more, moving it further up to your thighs until where your high slit ended—centimeters below the warming juncture between your legs.

Your legs felt wobbly... boneless, as you stood up from the chair, the fabric of your gown cascading over where the lace sat securely on your upper left thigh. The party was still going strong even after you two finished the garter wearing tradition.

"'Atta boy! That's my son!" Señor Armanaz blazoned, standing up and raising his glass for a toast. "Cheers to the newlywed couple! May they last forever!"

You guys weren't the newlyweds, but it did sure feel like it. If the clan leader was hyped up, everyone was hyped up. Heck, the groom and the bride didn't mind one bit what had just transpired on their dance floor. In all the chaos, Maliksi took you out of the reception area and somewhere quieter. More private.

You would need to have a serious, urgent talk with your boy best friend.

》》》

You two silently sat on a stone bench in a gazebo somewhere in the reserved venue for the wedding, trying to cool down and get yourselves back together (at this point, you needed ice from that steamy, half-scandalous event you just went through). Here, there was no one else except for the chirping of crickets, the lush trees surrounding the area, and the golden fairy lights strewn all over the roof. Awkwardness was something you'd expected after what just happened, but somehow, you still felt comfort in this man's presence. For the past thirty minutes, both of you just stayed still, lost in your thoughts and reflecting.

"Mal?" you finally spoke up.

"... Hmm?"

"Ano tayo?"

"Whatever you want us to be."

Your fingers instinctively reached out for his, just like they always did when you were anxious. Sensing this, he grasped your hand and squeezed it reassuringly. Soothingly. He massaged the skin of your fingers, distracting you from your nervousness. It seemed like both nothing and everything changed between both of you. The gesture was the same, but so different at the same time.

"Mahal mo ako." It was not a question. It was a statement. A truth—one that you'd been too blind to see before. One that you only discovered while you stared into each other's eyes in that party not as best friends. You realized with a jolt in your heart what he really felt for you, and now, what you really felt for him. In those thirty minutes of silence, you knew. You just knew.

"Yes. I do."

"... Just as a best friend?" you probed.

"..."

Finally, you gazed into his eyes, previously so dark and full of hunger. Now? Just reluctant. Vulnerable. Open. Unsure of what to do next.

Seems like you had to be the one to take initiative tonight. Taking out your phone, you opened your music app and pressed play on a certain song. Ikaw at Ako by Johnoy Danao. You removed your heels (which were starting to blister your ankles and toes), then pulled him up to stand.

"Dance with me," you murmured, grabbing his arms to wrap them around your waist. He was stiff. Tense. What was he to do when the woman he's been pining after for so long let him hold her? All his gallantry and ability to romance disappeared out the window the moment you let him touch you so intimately.

You two weren't even waltzing. Just swaying. Slowly, you leaned your head on his broad chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart.

"... I love you," Maliksi admitted in the middle of it all, feeling like he was dreaming. Your head on his chest kept him grounded to reality, however. "More than anything in the universe. I fell for you ever since you patched me up when you were nineteen and I was a reckless drag racer who didn't have a purpose in life. 'Nung dinala mo ako pabalik sa Armanaz Tower on the verge of death. Simula noon, ikaw lang."

"I realized that," you smiled, reminiscing the old memory. You were just a broke college student that time, coming back to your dorm from making your group thesis at a classmate's house. Imagine your panic when you found a half-man, half-horse bleeding out by some bushes on the way home at night. Despite your fear and your little money (only enough to feed you for the week), you went out of your way to buy a first-aid kit at the nearest 7/11. It was scary, but you managed to mend the creature's wounds by the side of the road. When he was finally able to speak, turning fully human (which you admit, freaked you out initially), you arduously carried him back to his address—to his father and his clan, even if you had classes the very next morning. Because of your heroic deed of saving their precious heir, the tikbalang clan had become indebted to you: a teenage girl on the verge of a mental academic breakdown, just making her way through the cruel adult world. How old of a memory that was, you thought, yet you still recalled it in perfect detail. "Just a while ago."

"Ah." He swayed you gently.

"Lahat ng ito, plano mo?"

"... Yes," Maliksi fessed up. "Except for this part where we're here dancing in this belvedere. Wala sa plano ko. Gusto ko sanang magconfess doon sa may fountain para sweet, pero..."

You lifted your head off his chest, smiling at him with one brow raised, "You know, between both of us, you're supposed to be the spontaneous one. Planning isn't usually your thing."

"I know. It's a failure, huh?" Maliksi sighed.

"Nah." You shook your head, then suddenly locked lips with him. It was so fast and surprising he didn't even get the chance to return your first kiss. For once, you caught him off guard. You pecked him on the lips again. "It's not a failure."

"Wha—"

"I'm sorry for making you wait, Maliksi. Ten years. We're twenty-nine now, and only tonight do I realize how blind I've been. We've been going around in circles, wasting so much time. Ayoko nang mag-aksaya ng oras," you whispered guiltily against his lips. How could you have been so blind? Andaming nasayang na taon. Making up your mind, you told him, "Yes. Sige, I accept. I'll be your plus one."

The tikbalang was flustered and baffled from the kiss, as well as your revelation, "... But, you already are?"

"No, silly. I meant that I'll be your plus one for life. For as long as you'll have me," you laughed, now processing that you were currently dancing barefoot with your boy best friend and had just kissed him in a wedding you didn't even plan on going to. The universe had a mysterious way of doing things. "Guess I'm the spontaneous one now, huh?"

Maliksi was tongue-tied. "Seryoso ka ba? Is... Is this a marriage proposal?"

"Whatever you want it to be," you echoed his words back to him. "Best friend, plus one, girlfriend, wife—mmpf!"

He kissed you so hard your lips bruised. After an impromptu makeout session which was definitely more in character for Maliksi, you both pulled away, panting heavily in search for air, still desperate for passion. He cupped your cheeks, giving you a sweet, featherlight Eskimo kiss.

"You're missing one more title."

"Hm? What do you mean, Mal?"

"Love of my life." He kissed you again, this time lifting you off your feet and spinning you around (his sneaky right hand was resting on your bum, too, giving it a tight squeeze). You know in the Princess Diaries where the main character's foot just... pops whenever the prince charming kissed her? Yeah, that happened to you on that humid summer night. This was right. You two were meant to be together. Everything was falling into place.

The bungalow you reserved for your Batangas vacation leave ended up being the site of your very eventful honeymoon with the Prince of the Tikbalang (with his libido, it wasn't that difficult to continue where you'd left off in the garter toss; that scrap of lace came off your leg the same way it went on). Actually, nauna pa ang honeymoon sa actual wedding (it was definitely spontaneous). Right after your confession in that alcove, you two went to Maliksi's father to ask for his blessing (which he gladly gave, cackling and saying that it took you long enough) before you guys went driving off to Batangas that night. You and Mal indeed had lots and lots of fun in that resort (I'll let you imagine the rest). More beautiful memories were made from that point on—this time, not just as best friends.

All that and your small, intimate wedding occurred in early April. Just when you thought that it'd be impossible to fulfill Maliksi's life goal of having a baby within the year (nine months of pregnancy meant that the earliest you'd give birth would be January next year), the impossible happened.

Exactly thirty-two weeks later, on New Year's Eve, the Armanaz herd welcomed one prince and two new princesses into the world. Triplets who were instantly adored by everyone in the clan.

Señor Armanaz had never been happier, and so were you and your husband. Your best friend. The love of your life. Your forever plus one.

Maybe being spontaneous wasn't so bad after all.

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