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throughthetwistedmirror · 18 days ago

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Hi! I read through the rules and saw your requests are open, so I was wondering what you think would happen if Reader saw Azul's merform for the first time (intentionally or accidentally, your choice!) and instead of getting scared or disgusted like he thought, they begin praising him and calling him beautiful? Thank you!

Summary: Azul is full of secrets and you respect that. However, one of his most precious secrets gets out...

Pairing: Azul Ashengrotto X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 1306

Warning: N/A

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Taglist: @savanaclaw1996 @goseew

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting! I apologize for the delay! I hope you enjoy this!

Azul has a plethora of secrets, some that he holds for others and some that are his own. That is an undisputed fact. And you respect him for being such a good secret keeper. It must be very hard to keep all of that information to yourself, which he does with such ease.

However, all of that information can bog one down, and things can slip through the cracks if one is not careful.

Which is exactly what happened to the poor dorm leader of Octavinelle.

You were on your way to the Mostro Lounge on request of the Leech twins. Apparently, they were short-staffed and needed your help to step in as a waiter. You were more than happy to do so, because all of Octavinelle made working at the Lounge so much fun. You were already dressed in the appropriate uniform, thanks to Jade allowing you to keep one after you kept covering shifts at the Lounge. You'd never say it to his face, but you felt like the vice dorm leader had a soft spot for you.

When you arrived, you realized you definitely had your work cut out for you. For starters, the only wait staff were the Leech twins. The kitchen staffing situation wasn't much better. And it didn't help that the Lounge seemed fuller than usual. Without waiting for instruction, you jumped right in, seating students, running orders, and bussing tables. Jade and Floyd were impressed by your work ethic and Jade even thanked you for stepping up to the challenge. But you assured them both that you were happy to help and to rely on you more often.

Once things started to settle down and you managed to catch your breath, Floyd snuck up behind you. "Shrimpy! I have a huge favor to ask you!"

You were about to argue, wanting to tell him that you finally managed a moment off your feet, but you smiled at him instead. "Of course. How can I help?"

"Well, you saw the dire circumstances we were in but minutes ago." He dramatically sighs. "It threw our poor leader, Azul, into quite the tizzy. He hasn't been out of his office since you got here. You don't mind checking in on him, do you?"

You were a little surprised by his words. He wanted you to check up on Azul? Well, that was easy! And something you were more than happy to do for him!

With a nod, you turn to head to the office, calling out to Floyd. "You got it!"

Arriving at his office door, you gave it a sharp knock. "Azul? Are you in there? Can I come in?"

You heard a muffled voice behind the thick door, making it hard to decipher what he was saying. You assumed he was buried in documents or pacing frantically in front of his desk. So he shouldn't mind that you were entering.

As you opened the door, you called out, "I'm coming in!"

"NO!"

It was too late for the poor dorm leader, as you saw exactly what he hoped you would never see. Azul quickly pulled his tentacles further into his octopus pot, in a vain attempt to hide himself from you. But you had already seen his most shameful secret, the one that he kept the most guarded to himself.

You simply tilted your head to the side when you heard him begin sobbing inside his pot, a frown tugging on your lips. You had never seen his mer-form before. Sure, you've seen the Leech twins on more than one occasion, and you've even spoken to Azul's mother over a video chat once while Azul was busy. Based on his interaction with his mother, you knew he had octopus tentacles that were as black as night. But you had never seen it in person.

"Go away!" He blubbers, still crying his heart out. "You can't see me like this! I don't want you to see me like this! Just get out and never return!"

"Azul." You softly answer him, slowly making your way closer to his pot. "I'm not leaving."

"NO! You need to leave! Now! Go away! Get out of here!"

"Azul, listen to me, please." You softly beg. "I'm not leaving you like this. I can tell you're scared and embarrassed, but you have nothing to be afraid of."

He lets out another loud sob. "Yes I do! I am hideous! I'm a monster!"

"A monster? You are not a monster!" You assure him, reaching out a hand to put it on his octopus pot, but stopping just short from actually touching it. "You are most definitely not hideous. If anything, you are beautiful."

"You're lying!" He accuses you with a harsh shout. "You're making fun of me! I am nothing but a hideous monster!"

With a sigh, you run your hand through your hair. This was going to be even harder than covering the Mostro Lounge. How could you get through to him? He wasn't going to listen to you if you constantly praised how handsome he looked in his mer-form, which you had to admit, was very handsome.

And that's when it hit you. "Hey Azul? Can I tell you something?"

"No. You're supposed to be leaving."

"I'll tell you anyway." You sit next to his octopus pot and begin talking. "You know what's cool about octopi? They have big brains and three hearts! They can use tools to hunt and problem solve. It's kind of like what you do here. You're super smart and use a bunch of tools to make all of your clever plans work."

You hear him sniff and his crying begins to subside. Your plan is working.

"Also, they can build underwater cities. And isn't that similar to the Lounge you made here? It's like your own community and I like to think the Lounge helps keep things running at Night Raven College. I mean it's the biggest social hub on campus and everything."

You notice him peeking around the lip of the pot, but you don't look at him. You don't want to scare him. You're so close to getting him to calm down and finally show himself to you.

"A lot of octopi are masters of camouflage, which I think is really cool. I mean, I can't do that, but I'm sure you can! I mean how many people do you know can blend into their surroundings? It's like having your own super power!"

"I can camouflage." Azul mumbles, and out of the corner of your eye, you can see him slowly emerging from the pot. He's not looking at you, so you don't look at him. "I don't use it often, but I can do it."

You nod. "That's so cool! See? You're not a monster. You are one of the coolest people I know."

You hear him give a small wince and it makes you panic for a split-second. "I wouldn't go that far. I'm not that cool."

"Well, I think you're super cool."

He gives a breathy laugh. "Thank you." There's a pause before he speaks again. "I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. You didn't deserve that. I was just scared. I've never shown anyone this side of me before. I was terrified you would hate me and be disgusted, like everyone else I've shown this too."

You shake your head, finally turning to face him. Azul flinches away, but he doesn't hide again. You can see more of his mer-form which is just as spectacular as you imagined. "I am not disgusted or horrified. If anything, I'm curious. What can you do in this form?"

A bright blush appears on his cheeks. "I... can do a lot of things in this form."

"Can you show me?"

He takes a deep breath before nodding. "Sure."

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hexpea · 1 year ago

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Ch. 20 - A Parent's Responsibility AN: (TW) There will be violence in this chapter -- homicide.

The next morning you awkwardly went home and dressed into regular clothing, then met Toji at the station where the two of you would take a silent ride back to your former town. You were incredibly nervous and incredibly scared, but also incredibly determined. You knew what you were doing was wrong, but you had convinced yourself that this was the only way. You were fed up, to say the least.

The two of you stood outside of your old apartment's door. Toji looked down at you as you stood next to him. "Are you still okay with this?" He asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be," you gave a single nod and took a deep breath.

Toji then knocked heavily on the door. The two of you waited patiently and before you knew it, Masaru opened the door with a startled look on his face.

"Y/N...Mat-" Masaru began but was quickly interrupted by Toji grabbing him by the neck, picking him off the ground, and walking into the apartment. You sheepishly followed behind and closed the door.

Toji tossed the man back on the couch with an evil smirk. Masaru looked completely startled, eyes darting between the two of you. Your heart raced with fear as Toji continued to take the next steps. You suddenly weren't so sure anymore.

"Well, Masaru," Toji began, suddenly hacking up the worm with ease. It's body slinked around his and produced a knife from between its lips. "It seems you've found yourself in quite a predicament. Care to explain why you took her daughter?"

"I-It's not safe," Masaru stuttered, "she wouldn't be safe around those...sorcerers!"

"As much as I agree with you, what about my son?" He asked.

"Y-your son?" Masaru asked, voice still trembling as he moved away from Toji, still on the couch as Toji continued to approach.

Toji bent forward and pressed the tip of the knife underneath Masaru's chin while the worm quickly dismounted from Toji's shoulder. "Yeah, my son," he repeated. "My name's not Matteo, dipshit," Toji snickered before forcing the knife through Masaru's chin, his tongue immediately being pierced as the knife came up through his mouth.

Masaru screamed loudly, bloody murder even, his hands reaching up toward his mouth with nothing else to do. Tears began to fall from his eyes.

"You're gonna' regret hurting her," Toji laughed sadistically, removing the knife and quickly plunging it into his chest with ease. Killing regular, non-shamans was easy work. It paid quickly, too, when the murder wasn't for personal reasons.

You watched onward with curious horror as Toji plunged the knife over and over, blood beginning to splatter all over the white couch. The life had long left Masaru's body as Toji continued his work.

Now covered in blood, Toji came to a full stand and looked over at you. You were speechless but something about the look in his eye, the savagery of his feral nature, sent your heart into a tizzy. Your heavy breathing became evident.

"There, now you see the real me," Toji catches his own breath and tosses the dirtied knife toward the worm's direction on the floor. The worm began to ingest the weapon as you watched with a disgusted expression.

"What are you saying here, Toji?" You had suddenly made a connection regarding his disappearance. He stared at you, unmoving and eyes still low yet looking over at you. "That I can't be with a killer, someone violent? Or is it because of her? ...Megumi's mother?"

The color in his face drained upon your mentioning of her. He felt a mix of emotions. He wanted to put the knife against your throat next for even mentioning her but he also felt the truth in your words as well as a deep longing for you, something he hadn't felt since her.

Toji let a deep breath out, his shoulders slumping but face remaining like some kind of mean statue. "It feels like betrayal." You stood and listened. Though he had paused, you realized that he still had more to say and you wanted to give him space for that. "But I know what I want," a smile twitched on the corners of his lips. "I look at you today and...I now know that she'd...want me to be happy."

You thought for a moment, biting the inside of your cheek. Your mind felt almost like scrambled eggs from what you had just seen, it hadn't quite hit you yet. "I can't stand the killing," you muttered.

Toji's gaze shifted from one with low, angry lids to one with upturned eyebrows and a look of concern, as if he didn't want to lose you. It was such a change that it nearly shocked you. "I have one more job," he held up a single finger and said each word as if they were each their own sentence. "One more job," he repeated. "I have one more job that I've signed the contract to."

Your eyes widened at what exactly he was saying. "Toji, are you telling me that-?"

"I will stop for you," his voice was relatively quiet, his gaze now piercing. You could tell that he was telling the truth. "After I finish my uncle and after I finish this next job, I'm done. We'll take Tsumiki and Megumi away from here, start over."

You couldn't believe that this was the same man you met those years ago. You couldn't imagine him giving up his whole life, what he made of it at least, for you. You admitted that there was an undeniable connection between you both but to give up your entire career?

"How's that?" He asked seriously, stepping closer to you as your ex-husband's blood dripped down his face. "Will you have me then, Y/N?"

"Will I have you then?" You snorted with a smile looking up at him dreamily, every rational thought you once had leaving your mind without explanation. "I'd love to," you confirmed, getting onto your tippy toes to give him a quick kiss. His hands were delicately placed on your waist as you both tasted the iron from the blood that intermixed with your saliva.

He smirked down at you, using the back of his hand to wipe the blood and spit from his lips. "Now get out of here, I've got some cleaning up to do," he glanced over at the devastating mess he'd made.

"What about Tsumiki?" You panicked slightly, looking toward the closed door to her bedroom and then back up at Toji.

"We need to leave her here for now," he advised gently, caressing the side of your face with his thumb, accidentally leaving a small smudge of blood on her cheek. "If you take her now, they're going to suspect you. She'll be okay, I'll have a neighbor call the police and they'll take it from there. She'll be back with you soon, I promise."

You stared at him intensely for a moment but relented, knowing he was right. "Okay..." you whispered and gave a small nod, feeling a knot begin to form in your throat as you began to process all of the events.

"Go home," he repeated softly with a small smirk, pulling away from you to bring attention to the mess he'd created.

When you returned to the estate, you continued your work. The fruits of your labor would pay off soon. Naobito's death was imminent, you knew it, but you didn't know when. Each time you'd enter the main room where he'd be sitting, you'd be warily aware of your surroundings, wondering if Toji would be there to strike.

It didn't happen for quite some time, news of it happening came to you inadvertently. You were doing your usual afternoon chores, hanging laundry to dry out in the courtyard, when you heard a loud screech coming from one of the attendants inside. You, and the other attendants with you, ran toward the main room only to find Naobito covered in his own blood and sitting atop his zabuton, his body slouched over in death. It looked as though he came to a quick end. You figured it had to be considering the man's technique. It made you realize just how skilled Toji was at his job.

As an investigation took place on the grounds, another attendant handed you your mail. This time it went unopened, a sign of changing times for the Zenin family with Naobito out of the picture.

Your jaw nearly dropped at the letter you read: Tsumiki was to be transferred back to your care, your husband suddenly missing and unheard from. With nothing left to go on and a previous investigation of your background to determine if you were safe, the case for custody was dismissed -- at least for the time being. Your ex-husband's disappearance was an ongoing investigation.

After the madness of the previous events died down, you went about your routine acting somberly, just like the other attendants, to avoid any suspicion. You knew a bit about police investigations in the jujutsu world. After the next few days, Tsumiki was transferred back into your care. Naobito's death was placed into the higher ups' care fairly quickly. The government enjoyed staying out of the sorcerer community's way seeing as the whole "curses" thing wasn't something they wanted loudly broadcast to the common public. As for your husband's death, he was still considered missing. For the time being, it was considered his abandonment but the longer he remained missing meant the case would soon be considered foul play in one way or another. Toji had reassured you that he had his ways of keeping away from the police and that the four of you would be okay resuming life as normal.

You and Toji had everything laid out, the entire plan on moving on from that life. On this day, the two of you stood outside of the city clerk's office. You had met him that morning for your appointment, an appointment to sign a marriage license. He hadn't proposed in any sort of fancy way. The two of you came to an agreement that this was the way you could move out of the Zenin estate and properly assume custody of both Tsumiki and Megumi after quite a bit of legal discussions regarding Toji's 'mysterious' past.

"Are you sure about this? It just seems so...sudden." Your voice was quiet as the two of you sat in front of a clerk at their desk, each of you with pen in hand and legal document waiting to be signed. There was a look of worry in your face.

Toji looked at you, taking a deep breath and allowing his lip to fall into the smallest, reassuring smile. This sweet version of Toji was rare to be seen but you enjoyed each time it came out, though it was clear this time that he hated being this way in front of a random stranger who was stupidly smiling at you, patiently waiting for your signature. "I'm sure. This is the easiest way. I want this for us."

"Right," you nodded to yourself and faced the document once more, elbow on desk and ready to sign. "One step at a time," your heart fluttered as the ink began to dry.

You watched as Toji signed his name next to yours without hesitation. The thoughts he once had of betrayal to his deceased wife had been sated after much personal meditation from his time away, the understanding of his relationships more clear. You could never replace her, but you were someone new who he could love just as intensely in a different way.

Despite the informality of your marriage, you still decided to change your name and your daughter's name -- to Fushiguro.

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wisteriavines · 3 months ago

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Hey😇

Here’s a sorta of sequel Drabble request to that old prompt where Lily dropped off Harry to his kindergarten school. Up to you if you wanna skip forward in the day and have lily & james get him ice cream.

Prompt:

“how was Harry’s first day in kindergarten, Lily lov.. oof!”

“Saying goodbye was more difficult than I thought. Hold me”

“Oh Lily.. I miss him too. But just few more hours and he will be back in our arms”

Previous drabble

Lily sighs. "I know that, but you didn't see him, James! He was so sad and scared! Oh, I hope he's doing alright."

Rubbing a soothing hand over her back, James smiles in reassurance. "I'm sure he'll be fine. He's our son after all. No braver kid there could ever be."

Lily smiles back, but he could still see the worry in her eyes.

"How about this, then? After Harry gets out of school, we all go out for ice cream. Celebrate how brave we've all been."

Lily laughs at the ridiculousness. They're adults, way past needing ice cream as a reward. But it would be nice, she concedes, to go out as a family and have a treat.

"Alright," she nods, "you've got yourself a deal. I can be brave for some ice cream later."

Feeling more relaxed, she leans away from her husband and smirks at him. "And what about you Mr. Potter? What are you being brave about today?" She teases.

James blinks in surprise, but recovers quickly. Smirking back, he waves a hand flippantly. "Oh, you know. I'm being very brave about weathering my wife's worries. She can get into a real tizzy once she gets going and- ow, hey!"

"I'd choose your next words carefully if I were you," she warns.

Pouting, James mumbles, "She also has a fierce temper."

"James!"

"I'm kidding! I'm kidding! C'mon Lils, hey- watch it!"

They spend the afternoon chasing after each other, throwing teasing remarks back and forth, and laughing all the while.

#wisteriavines #wisteria answers #harry potter #prompt response

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luveline · 2 years ago

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for baby blurbs :))

( feel free to ignore this if you don’t like the idea )

ok so this could be for Steve ( or eddie I don’t really care) but he surprises you when you’re at college and like the r and Steve were long distance before

p.s I love you and your writing sm you’ll never understand how much love I have for your writing hope you had a great night/day <33

long distance boyfriend Steve putting cough guy and all other lackluster boyfriends to shame!! tysm for ur request ily ♡ fem!reader

It's been a really long time since you saw your boyfriend. You and Steve had been long distance before. Now that you're at college it's double what it had been, and it feels impassable sometimes.

Of course you've met him, and you know him, you've spent stolen weeks together that always feel like they exist outside of time, and at the end of each one it's harder to say goodbye.

Still, he's only ever a phone call away. Miles and miles and miles, but you're very connected. Which might be why you're in such a tizzy today. He hasn't answered the phone once. You'd tried this morning before he went to work and he hadn't answered. You'd tried his place of work and his bubble best friend Robin had answered, saying he was a little busy and to call back later. You had, and nobody answered at all. Finally, at 7PM, you'd called his house phone and met the same blank wall. You want to cry.

You get scared all the time that he's going to find someone else. How could you? He's handsome in that awful, chest-aching way. Each time you see him in person is agony, to realise and remember how softly gorgeous he is with his huge brown eyes and his silky hair. He's kind, and he's funny, and he's effortlessly charming. You can't imagine the amount of interest he garners.

You sniffle to yourself, stressed beyond words. College sucks and work sucks, and the corner store hadn't had anything nice to drink so now you're thirsty and missing your boyfriend who might not be your boyfriend much longer.

You live in a small house with some other girls, and as soon as you open the door one of them calls out to you. "Hey, Y/N! Did they have it?"

"No," you say morosely, slipping out of your shoes. At least your roommates are nice. "It's okay though. I'm just... uh, I'm gonna call Steve again and then cry myself to sleep."

There's a wave of girly giggling at your joke.

"Laugh it up," you mumble ruefully.

"Would you come in here, first?" Mellissa asks. She's the tall one who always makes you desserts when she has extra. "I need help."

"Sure."

You hang your coat up on the rack and rub your sore eyes. You hadn't cried so much as teared up on the way home, and it's hard to be upset around other people. You shake your hair out and turn the corner into the kitchen, eyes on your skirt as you walk in.

"Guys, do you think this skirt makes me look like a weirdo? I liked the pattern when I got it, but now I'm thinking it makes me look like a carpet."

"It's nice."

You look up so fast your neck clicks audibly.

"I don't think you look like a carpet," Steve says, hands braced either side of the counter behind him. He snorts like he's thinking about what you've just said in more detail. "How do you come up with this stuff?"

Any nonchalance he's enacting slips away as you rush forward. He meets you half way, and he slides his arms under yours to steady you as you collide with his chest.

"Oh my god," you moan, sounding remarkably close to tears in seconds. You force your face as deeply as you can into his neck and cling to him like he might slip away. "Are you real?"

Your roommates all laugh, and Melissa shushes them. You listen to them file out of the room, cooing and awing, but your attention is quickly stolen (rightfully) by Steve's hands. He has big hands and they feel huge as they spread out over your shoulders, glueing you tight to his front.

"You're here," you say, and then you really start to cry.

"I'm here." Steve sighs at your shaking. He starts to sway you slowly from one side to the other, hand patting a gentle rhythm. "Sorry I didn't call. I thought it would be a good surprise... 'Til your roommate told me you've been worrying about me."

He pulls your head out of his neck and meets your eyes. You look back and blink tears out of your lashes so you can see him clearly, starving for his details. He looks exactly as he had the last time you'd left him, bar a small, almost minute cut under his chin. You bring your hand up to touch it carefully. He's always been sloppy with a razor.

"You don't have to worry about me. I'm not going anywhere," he says, imploring. "You know? You should know by now the only reason I'm missing your call is because I'm on my way to you or dying in a ditch somewhere."

You laugh wetly, wiping your sticky face with the back of your hand. "Don't say that."

"It's true."

Your movements turn urgent because you really want to kiss him now but you're all gross and wet. Steve gets the memo and shakes his sleeve over his hand, holding the fabric over the bottom of his palm to wipe your eyes, your nose.

"Sorry," you mumble.

He shushes you and closes the gap, forehead sliding against your own, nose tips touching as he forces your head back. "Don't be sorry," he says, words hot against your lips. You ache for him to kiss you.

"I really missed you," you say.

Steve kisses you before you can burst into renewed tears. It's urgent but he's never not a gentleman. Any attempt to deepen the kiss that you make is met with a breathless laugh and his pulling back. He nips and kisses and dedicates himself to your lips, hands and arms lifting you upwards until you're impossibly close.

"I missed you," he says, breaking the kiss. It's like he can't help himself, because he wades back in immediately. "Too." Another stolen kiss. "So much. So much."

Eventually, his lips move to your cheek and yours to his. You stand there breathing in each others skin and clinging, though your arms loosen over time as reality sinks in. He's here. He's real.

"How long are you here?" you ask, knowing the answer's gonna break your heart.

"I got ten days for you, if you'll have me. Already checked with your roommates. They said if I buy you all dinner one night for my share of the rent then it's okay."

You grow dizzy with joy. Ten days.

"You don't have to do that, really," you say, hands moving frenetically up and down his back.

"I want to. Thank them for keeping my secret."

You gasp and take a half step back. Steve follows you, like a twin star chasing it's counterpart. "They knew?" you ask.

"I needed your address."

"How'd you even talk to them?"

He takes your shoulder into his grip and shakes you mildly. "I have my ways." You gawp. "I waited until you were in class n' called your phone until one of them answered. I'm surprised they let me in."

You giggle, the sound laden with a contagious joy that has your boyfriend smiling and trying to kiss you again. You laugh into his mouth, and he laughs back. The sound tastes sweet.

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bbugyu · 3 years ago

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Okay so I know requests are closed so feel free to delete but I have to get this off my chest

I just read your svt sandwich headcanon again and gyuhao just 🧍🏻 the whole ✨soft artistic boys✨ thing and also the fucking size kink and “ganging up” (wtf) took me out and now I have a gyuhao brainrot 😵‍💫 and I was just wondering if you’d mind ever elaborating on your thoughts about them? Absolutely no pressure though!! 💕 As I said, I know requests are technically closed so 👉🏻👈🏻

oh my GODDDDD okay yes my requests are closed but i am ALWAYS DOWN FOR ASKS ABOUT MY THOUGHTS bc i don't know if you've noticed by. everything i've ever written LMFAO but i get carried away really easily and i am famously long winded so answering asks provides a good excuse to CUT THAT SHIT OUT and still be posting!!!! my asks are always open!

now that that's out of the way, GRRRAHHHHHHHH GYUHAOOOODFJKSDKFJJSDKLF they are sooOOOOOOO oh my god okay like actually i imagine they would want someone kinda similar in vibe to their existing relationship with each other so someone a little gentler, a little more artistic and whimsical and thoughtful. like hao would be so happy to have someone who actually gets up early enough to join him for his tea ceremonies in the morning (we both know mingyu is sleeping in). OMG guided meditations 😭 u n mingyu trying really hard to not make each other laugh with almost silent sniffles and vague coughing while minghao is literally in another universe KJHFKDJSHFJKS

and okay. listen. i know not everyone is of average height like i (174cm) but let's all be honest. you don't even have to be smaller than them for them to gang up on you LMAO you could literally be taller than them both and if you showed even a whisper of weakness your back is against the wall and they are all up in your shit AND YOU KNOW IM NOT LYING!!!!! YOU KNOW IT!!!!!!!!!

oops we got raunchy here's a break

god sorry but like can you even imagine. minghao is this slender lean strong boy (dancing the way he does requires so much leg and core strength i am actually so scared of him) and mingyu is built like a fucking brickhouse and the way the two of them would LITERALLY sandwich you is 🥵🥵🥵 mingyu behind u. holding ur thighs apart. his big ol wolfy teeth digging into your neck and shoulder. like surely he would eventually drop a thigh to tug at your nipples and feel all up your body, admiring every detail in your skin and squeezing all your curves. and HAO fuck hao would just. his super sexy hands GODDD he would have his fingers like BURIED in you or wrapped around your member like DEALERS CHOICE LADS!!! THEY BOTH BI IT COULD BE EITHER!!!!! but he's working you into a fucking tizzy and he's all up in your face asking if you like being handled like this, mingyu's grip on your thigh tightening and your other leg like DESPERATELY trying to gain leverage by hiking up on hao's hip but he just. grabs it with his free hand and pushes it aside and your mouth drops open and and he laps into you in a way that leaves you breathless.

mingyu gets all whiney. he's like "why do they get all the attention :(" and hao's fingers are still steadily getting you closer when he tugs gyu over your shoulder and catches him in a liplock too. you can feel mingyu's grip on you falter. you feel the way his hard on flinches against your back, and he starts grinding into you in hopes for something to fix the PROBLEM in his pants. god and the way that's just the beginning. like you haven't even made it to bed yet and you're already not sure your legs can support yourself if they tried. GAHHHH

#okay sorry #FUCK THEY ARE JUST SOOOOOOOO #okay #puppy #hao #ask #anon #svt hc #i wrote dis

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