#then he spoke in a bit of a higher pitch once and i heard Him. pops from regular show.

[neonpaperlanterns]

Hello! Could I request another Dog Day x reader smut?

Just like the last request it’s mainly bodily worship this time dog day is doing it, payment for last time. And because the reader had a long day at work. Upon worshiping though a new discovery about the readers affections is revealed alongside dog days…leads to steamy action.

Again romantic language/love confessions (loved how you did it last time), both nobs to the whole process, dogday being unintentional hot to the reader, and the reader makes dog day more horny then it first seems. (He admits it after the deed is done). Also these two try to be quiet…both aren’t especially dog day.

Bonus: Kissy Missy and Poppy act as if they didn’t hear anything yet they definitely knew what happened! Excellent job on the last request btw!

[A/n: MINORS DO NOT ENTER, 18+ I'm sorry this took so long and also I've never written smut before. This is probably terrible but I hope you enjoy it either way. Also Thank you, I'm glad you like my writing.]

[All of you]

Can I?

DogDay could hear as the shower turned on. The pipes groaning to life as you washed away the day. He was trying not to listen but he could focus on nothing else. The bed creaked underneath his weight as he fidgeted. Unable to stay still as he waited for you.

He wrung his hands together as his foot tapped against the plush carpet. You never took overly long showers but today he sort of wished you would. DogDay needed more time to prepare himself. 

He didn’t understand how you just did things. How you could just adapt and roll with whatever came your way. It was a stark contrast to him and how he sat here jittery, wishing he had just a little more time.

“Penny for your thoughts?” The sound of your voice made him jump. Fumbling to turn around he ended up slipping half off the bed. His arms outstretched as he fisted the comforter.

“You okay DD?” A smile was spreading across your face as you toweled off your hair. He nodded a bit dumbly as he worried the fabric between his fingers. Words caught in his throat as he watched you. There was still a subtle tension in your shoulders and he wanted to help you but his mouth felt full of cotton.

“Are you sure everything is okay?” Your mouth was set in a small pout as you eyed him. Dropping your hair towel you climbed onto the bed, gaze soft yet suspicious.

“Because if something is wrong you shoul-” DogDay cut you off by grabbing your ankle and dragging you closer. A small oomph sound left you as your back bounced against the mattress. Fixing his gaze down he rubbed circles into your skin, he couldn’t bring himself to look up at you.

Not yet anyways.

“Nothin’s wrong.” He tried to sound casual but he was anything but.

“Then what’s up?” You inquired, your patience was never ending. Swallowing around the lump in his throat he tentatively peeked up at you. DogDay could feel heat crawling up his chest as he swallowed again, his throat suddenly very dry.

“I was…” He trailed off, averting his gaze once more. “Would it be okay if I….” He let his hand slowly rise up to run along the underside of your calf. “I wanna do for you what you did for me.” He spoke barely above a whisper.

“Oh!” Your voice was pitched a bit higher as what sounded like a nervous laugh left you. 

“Would that be okay?” Alright it’s out there, he did it. He heard you suck in a breath as your other foot bounced against the bed.

“Are you sure?” A low laugh left him at your question. Shouldn’t he be the one asking that?

“Yes I’m sure.” He thinks this is the first time he was reassuring you. Looking up at you he watches your face as he carefully places a chaste kiss to the top of your foot. Your skin is still warm from the shower as he tentatively moves his mouth upward. He can feel the muscles in your legs tense as he passes over your knee. 

“Are you doing okay?” He asks against the inside of your thigh and you respond with a thin yes. Your cheeks are colored a dark crimson as he moves to the other leg. Feeling a bit emboldened by your flustered expression he plants a kiss on the juncture of your hip. An airy gasp leaves you as your back arches off of the bed. 

DogDay stalls, mouth hovering above the band of your sleep shorts. There is silence for a moment as he flicks he gaze up towards you. Something hot slithers down his spine as he eyes meet yours. Your pupils are dilated as you gesture for him to continue. Your shirt bunches up as he traces along the dip in your waist. He can feel little tremors running along your back as he moves his hands to knead at the skin of your thighs. 

“You’re so soft. You know that.” He mutters against your ribs. He can feel as your hand comes up, nimble fingers run along the back of his neck. It makes him shiver as he turns, placing a kiss on your forearm. DogDay can hear how hard your heart is beating as he nuzzles along your chest. He knew you made his heart beat this hard, he had no idea he did the same. 

“I love you.” It came out breathy as he mouthed along your exposed shoulder. “So much. I don’t know what I would do without you.” Squeezing the back of your thighs had your back arching into his chest, the originally loose grip you had on him tightening. 

“Kiss?” You asked so sweetly as your head reached up, lips slightly pursed and DogDay would never dream to refuse you. Leaning down he slotted his mouth against yours. A low sigh left you as you seemed to just melt into him. It made something hot pool in his stomach and he couldn’t help but hold you tighter against him.

Hands fumbled along warm skin, pushing and pulling at fabric exposing more to inexperienced trembling fingers. Adoration and arousal swirled in his mind as you met his every caress with one of your own. He wanted to keep going, the way you moved against him made it hard to think of anything else yet he needed to know if this was actually okay.

“Is this alright?” DogDay pulled away as he brushed along the now naked dip of your hip. “Do you want to sleep with me? Because I really want to sleep with you but only if you want to.” Doubt crept along the edges of his mind but was immediately swept away in the wake of your smile, it was a gentle thing overflowing with love as you propped yourself up.

“Yes.” You pecked him on the nose as you wiggled out from under him. “You have no idea how much I want this. How much I want you.” Your confession had him reeling and his mouth going dry as you slipped out of your clothes. 

This was happening. 

This was really happening.

Feeling bolder than he really was, DogDay grabbed for you. Hands wrapped around your thighs as you met in the middle. Lips collided as he rolled his hips against yours. It sent a shudder running along his spine and he pressed closer, needing to feel as much of you as possible. Your hands pawed at him, gently but insistently as he did his best to work you open. He was shaking so bad he thought he was going to mess up but the pleased mewls that were falling from your kiss swollen lips were helping to alleviate his nerves. 

“DogDay~” You moaned out his name and he couldn’t take this anymore. Propping himself up he fumbled as he lined himself up with your entrance. Breathing heavily he made eye contact with your heavily lidded gaze. A cheeky lazy grin spread across your face as you wiggled your hips at him. 

“You have no idea what you do to me.” And before you could respond DogDay thrust his hips forward. You moaned in unison as he slowly sunk into your heat.

“You’re so warm inside.” He panted. “And soft. How are you so soft everywhere?” He groaned, pushing a miniscule amount further into you. Your mouth opened as if you were going to say something but he wasn’t done yet, he had so much more he wanted to say. Angling his hips he thrust forward, he wasn’t entirely sure what he did but it had you throwing your head back and a beautifully loud moan escaping you.

“God Angel I love you so much.” He dug his thumbs into your hips. “You’re so wonderful and perfect.” Your arms reached up, lips pursing again as you silently asked for a kiss. 

“Not yet Angel.” you let out a whine and it almost broke him. “I know, I know. I’m sorry but ah~” DogDay gasped as you locked your legs around his waist, forcing him deeper. 

“Please?” You pet along his shoulders and really he couldn’t say no to you. DogDay would never get tired of kissing you. He never wanted to come up for air, he wanted to stay like this forever. “Harder, please~” you push your hips up to meet his thrusts. “I promise I won't break.” You say between kisses and it had him groaned. Moving his hands he shoves one under your shoulders as he plants the other beside your head.

He would do anything you wanted. 

Your nails bite into his skin as they drag down his back and you’re chanting his name like a prayer, telling him how much you love him, how good he is making you feel. It has his hips stuttering and his rhythm becoming sloppy. Your walls flutter around him as he grinds down. You nip at his ear and he grits his teeth, trying and failing not to finish. But his climax washed over him in shuddering waves, his hips didn't stop though. He can’t, not until you feel as good as he does. 

Shivers rack down his back as he feels overly sensitive but he doesn’t stop until he feels you clamp down around him. Your body goes tense as you pull him down, moaning into his mouth as you reach your peak. 

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” 

In the morning after you have untangled yourself, you drag him into the shower. It’s a tight squeeze, the space not made for him but you insist on having him here. On gently gliding the washcloth over him and mumbling sweet nothings against the now clean fur. It makes heat pool in his stomach again and he reaches for you, intent on returning the affection but there is a knocking at the door. 

It’s Poppy, her and Kissy are hungry and while DogDay is tempted to pretend he didn’t hear them because you are pressed so tight and warm against him, he knows he can’t. 

When you both emerge from the bathroom he notes that both of the girls are not, not looking at either of you. You don’t seem to notice their not looks and go about making breakfast. Humming something you heard on the radio as you whisk the eggs together and that’s when Poppy leans over, giving him a pat on the leg and a thumbs up. Embarrassment burns hot across his face as he sinks down into the chair. He should have let them go hungry.

[lovelykrystal]

🎀 study session ...!

cw ... modern!college au, established relationship, cunnilingus, finger fucking, degradation (term slut used), basically smut w/o plot?, reader uses afab terms, horny appreciation for scaras fingers bc yes <33

synopsis ... scara is studying and finds you having some trouble getting yourself off... so he helps you ;)

just pure smutty indulgence bc im a horny mf. requests are open bc i love hearing yalls thoughts :3 also,, this is the first smut ive written in literal YEARS so im rlly sorry if it's not the best ajhsksjs, hope you degenerates enjoy it just as much as i did writing it tho <3

scaramouche had been studying recently for an upcoming final in one of his classes, his notes scattered across his desk as he looked over all of them. he sighs begrudgingly, why did classes have to be so annoying? he really didn't have a choice however, with nahida having convinced him to attend because, quote unquote, "maybe it could help him make friends". he didn't need any anyways; he already had you. you were enough for him in his eyes.

he had some headphones on, hoping to help him focus on his studies. he heard a few muffled sounds coming from your side of the room, but didn't bother to look over to you as he needed to keep focused. he had assumed you were just on call with one of your friends, most likely venti or someone else he found just as annoying.

it wasn't until he heard a quiet whimper through his headphones that pulled him out of his thoughts, turning to face the white separation wall that divided your areas, put in place so that scara wouldn't be bothered when you had friends over. he stood up out of his rolling desk chair, walking over to the wall as he stepped around the corner, before laying his eyes on your fucked out face, as you bit into your shirt to silent your moans while you rubbed your clit and fucked yourself on your fingers in an attempt to pleasure yourself, but it wasn't enough; you needed his fingers. ever since you first felt them inside of you, your own could never compare.

when you finally noticed his presence, a surprised gasp filled your chest as your cheeks flushed a hot shade of pink from embarrassment.

"I-I thought you were studying!" you spoke almost in a whimper, your voice clinging to a higher pitch as your fingers immediately stopped moving, whining quietly from the loss of pleasure.

"you think I can focus on that shit when all I can hear is your moans from the other side of the room?" scaramouche spoke in an annoyed tone, but the dark lust that flooded his eyes could tell you otherwise. he was going to fuck you properly, make it so that you couldn't fathom trying to please yourself on your own, so you could only be satisfied with his fingers and his only.

"you having some trouble down here?" he spoke tauntingly, as if reading your mind. he stepped closer to your bed, a smirk painting his lips as you shuddered, the sight of him alone making you wetter by the second.

"I bet all you could think about were my fingers, huh?" he teased on, his fingers trailing down your leg to your needy cunt, a breathy sigh leaving your lips as he easily slotted himself between your plump thighs. his fingers spread your pussy lips, ghosting just barely above your clit, waiting for a response from those sweet lips of yours that he just loved to steal the breath from.

"y-yes...," a small whimper leaving your mouth as you spoke, and that was enough for him. his fingers brushed against your cunt while he leaned down to lick your bottom lip, pressing you into an open mouthed kiss as his index and middle finger gently rubbed your clit in tight circles before dipping them into your drenched hole. he ate up every moan and plea that left your lips, enjoying every second of being the source of your pleasurable sounds.

once he pulled back from your lips, he curled his fingers in just the right way that sent a shudder up your spine, arching your back as you let out a moan from his fingers pressing against your sweet spot just perfectly. he laughed softly at the sight, slipping back and leaning his head down towards your wet pussy.

"what, are you that desperate for my fingers, slut?" he laughed to himself, his breath hot against your cunt, kissing it softly before giving it a small kitten lick to see your reaction. a whine of desperation spilled from your mouth as one of your hands shot down to tangle your fingers into his dark hair, your legs threatening to close around his head. he used his free hand to press your thighs back down, looking up at you with a stern look that made you absolutely melt against his touch. he smirked when you easily submitted to him, growing hard in his own pants just from the sight of it. flattening his tongue, he licked a line from your hole to your clit as his fingers continued to busily fuck into your tight walls.

your head fell back against the pillow of your bed, his actions pulling moan after moan from you as your hand in his hair allowed you to mindlessly grind your hips up against his mouth helplessly. sucking on your clit as he kept finger fucking into your wet hole, you could almost feel him smirk against your pussy as you felt the knot of pleasure tighten in your core. he could tell you were close, just as your legs were shaking, your hips stuttering as your orgasm overcame you - a loud, lewd moan drawn from your lips as scaramouche continued to thrust his fingers in and out of your hole to help you ride out your ecstasy. he could almost cum untouched in his tightening pants only from the view of your pretty, fucked out face as you grinded your hips against his mouth, but he had other plans.

as you finished while he lapped up your release, he sat up from between your legs, leaning down to capture you in a kiss, mixed with the bitter taste of your cum on his tongue. he grinded his clothed dick against your cunt, a grunt leaving his lips as he pulled back to finally take a good look at the beautifully lustful mess he had turned you into.

'Fuck studying', he thought, the only thing he was gonna study right now was your delicious body, and he was gonna make you cum on his cock until you passed out tonight...

© lovelykrystal 2023 • do not plagiarize, repost or copy my works.

[1-800-odair]

HORROR | Peeta M.

[warnings ☣️: panic attacks, anxiety attacks, mentions of death, mentions of killing, mentions of coin, mention of snow]

you were sound peacefully asleep, wrapped in dark hue colors around your whole bed. your face was deep into the soft pillow, a soft smile planted. nothing could ever beat this, not district one, not district two; you were home. far away from any districts that could ever think about finding your family.

it was interrupted by whimpers a centimeter away from you at two in the morning. your girls new to not be awake at all passed 11 pm, knowing that you were a light sleeper— and if your husband was awake, he’d know to be as quiet as a mouse anywhere near you.

so when your eyes slowly opened to the pitch black of the room, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you looked the clock besides you. “n..no,” peeta mumbled. you turned the other way to face him, your face saddening at how he trembled in bed, even though it was 90 degrees outside and with the windows opened it made the room even hotter. “please..” he whispered.

“not her, please..” he shook his head, his face scrunched with what looked like fear and worry. tears were streaming down his face, his chest going up and down fast. “peeta,” you put your hand on his shoulder, shaking him a little. he didn’t wake up, “no no no… not agnes. please no, not her.” he hiccuped.

was he dreaming about your daughter getting reaped?

“peeta.” you spoke sternly, raising your voice a bit higher and shaking him a bit harshly. his eyes woke up immediately. peeta turned to look at you, your own eyes softening with the look of worry on your face. “our family is gonna be okay,” he choked out a sob when you spoke. “they’re not gonna catch us, we’re safe.” you whispered, bending down to plant a kiss on his salty rosy wet cheek.

peeta’s body was still trembling while he spoke, along with his voice cracking every now and then. “it was so..” he paused. “it felt so real.” he let his head fell back onto his warm pillow, his eyes fluttering to close but it looked like he couldn’t seem to just relax.

you place your hand on his chest, rubbing it softly. “i’m here, i’m right here. agnes and anne are in the other room just across the hall, they’re safe. thanks to our dear old archie boy protecting them.” you spoke into his ear.

his body was calming down, though tears were still streaming to his neck wetting his plain brown t-shirt. “they’re right down the hall.” he repeated. “snow’s dead, coin’s..” he breathed out, “coin’s dead.” peeta nodded. “they’re both dead. katniss is doing everything she can do to protect panem from going backwards. no one is out to get our family.” your hands were cupping both of his cheeks.

“mama?” a little groggy voice came from the door that opened your shared bedroom. “agnes? anne? what are you too doing up?” you questioned them, your attention on your twin girls. “we heard talking and daddy crying. went to see what was up,” anne whispered, her brown teddy bear hanging from her hand.

“see? they’re right here.” you whispered to peeta. before peeta got up, he wiped his tears away and put on a smile for his two girls. “hey sweethearts,” he started. his voice cracked. “come on now, it’s two thirty in the morning. you both should be asleep.” he sternly joked. “dada, we heard you crying. why were you crying?” agnes asked.

peeta looked at you while you looked back, waiting for him to respond. “i just had a very bad nightmare. that’s all. i’m sorry for waking you two up.” the two children came on both sides of the bed, asking to sleep with the two of you tonight. “just this once, and then tomorrow night you sleep with—” as soon as you spoke, archie’s loud paws could be heard from across the hall, the blonde lab coming slowly to be with the family. “archie again.”

the ten year old dog who could barely get up on the couch jumped onto the bed easily, and peeta gasped. “you big whiney dog!” the two girls giggled. “alrighty, let’s get back to sleep.” you spoke, looking at the clock seeing as it was almost three in the morning.

“let’s.” peeta’s eyes met yours, his blue eyes melting and slowly closing. you stared a bit longer, before your eyes doing the same.

[asolareclipses]

(Previous Part)

“Gods this heat is killing me.”

Will looked back at Jason who was drenched in sweat from the summer sun. “Maybe we should take a quick break.”

“I don’t get how you’re not melting right now,” Jason said as he practically collapsed on the ground.

Will shrugged, “Maybe it’s an Apollo thing. Sun resistance or whatever.”

Jason squinted as he looked up at Will, “Huh.”

Will turned to face the quiet road beside them his face turning somber, “We’re never going to make it there at this pace.”

Jason sighed as he ducked his head in a pointless action to avoid the sun. “I mean we’re halfway there right?”

With a groan of frustration Will turned to Jason, “If only we didn’t breakdown in the middle of nowhere.”

Jason opened his mouth the speak but was interrupted by a loud car horn.

Will watched as a small rusted truck slowly rolled to a stop next to them, the window squeaking as it slid down.

“You boys need a ride?” An old man spoke with a southern twang.

Simultaneously, Will and Jason looked at each other, both with clear skepticism. This had ‘Trap’ written all over it, however they had no other choice.

“Sure,” Will replied with a halfhearted smile, motioning for Jason to follow him.

In no time they were riding smoothly, somewhat, down the empty road in the worn down truck. The inside was no better than the outside either as the seats were clearly old with some tears and stains. Each floorboard was caked with dirt along with scattered pieces of trash or machine parts.

Will scanned each inch of the truck but, apart from its lack of cleanliness, it was perfectly normal. No evil tortue tools or suspicious mythical items. It was exactly what you’d expect from some random southern man. The man himself wasn’t strange either, no third eye or sharp teeth, rather something about him felt oddly familiar.

“So you two off on some adventure?” The man joked as he glanced in the rear view mirror at Jason with a sudden look of melancholy.

“Um we were just,” Will paused trying to come up with something. “On our way to visit our grandparents in Maine.”

Jason glanced skeptically at Will, to which Will read as, ‘In what world are we siblings?’

“Well isn’t that nice,” The man smiled, “Good thing I ran across you two because i’m headed the same way.”

Will thought that ‘coincidence’ should’ve made him nervous but for some reason he felt as if he weren’t in any type of danger.

“How’d you two get stranded?” The man continued the conversation in a relaxed manner.

“The-I mean my car broke down,” Will winced at his own stuttering.

The man shook his head, “Those are some tough roads from manhattan huh?”

Will froze, turning to the man. “I never said where we came from.”

The man’s eyes widened for a split second, “Lucky guess huh?”

Will just stared back, inching closer to the door as if to make a sudden escape.

The man sighed with a frown, “Perhaps i’m not the actor I believed I was. My skills seem to be getting quite rusty.” The southern accent disappeared as he spoke in an eerily familiar tone. “Dressed as an old man. Oh how convincing I am. Yet still I get caught.”

Wills eyes widened as he realized the drivers real identity, “Dad?!”

——

Jason almost got whiplash as he heard what Will said. ‘Dad?’ In no world was this old man Apollo, still there he was, Haikus and all.

“I’m conflicted on whether I should be disappointed in my disguise skills or happy that my child is so quick-witted.” The once old man, now Apollo spoke with a grin.

“Why are you-How are you here?” Will seemed just as shocked as Jason felt.

“I can be anywhere I want of course, and where is better than here?” Apollo words sounded similar to that of riddles. “A good father can give his son a ride once in a while right?”

“Won’t you get in trouble for interfering with, you know, demigod stuff?” Will asked.

“What ‘demigod’ stuff?” Apollo asked his voice pitching a bit higher. “This is just a regular ride with no ulterior motive. At least that’s what i’m going to tell Zeus if he finds out.” He glanced back in the mirror again but as his eyes met Jason’s he quickly looked away with a small frown.

Jason couldn’t help but to remember the last time he’d seen Apollo. He could still feel the coldness of the water, how it felt as he realized his life was about to end.

“So is this your car?” Will’s voice snapped Jason out of his thoughts and back to the current moment.

Apollo shrugged, “Any car can be my car.”

Will raised an eyebrow as his father.

“Okay, I may have borrowed it. But it’s not like anyone will miss this thing, I’ll just replace it with a new one. It’s not like I could’ve used the sun chariot, that would be far too obvious.”

“Right..” Will said, biting back a smile.

“Consider this a favor,” Apollo said his voice suddenly somber. “I know I owe you two far more than just this.” His eyes glanced back at Jason again for only a second.

Will frowned but quickly changed the subject upon sensing the tension, “Do you know what’s going on, if Nico is okay?”

Apollo frowned, “Oh how I wish I could tell you.” His fingers tightened around the wheel, “There is not much I know, just the darkness you all have been so aware of. I can’t predict this outcome and even if I could there would be no speaking it. But you are strong, you are light. Remember that Will.”

Jason could see Will’s face scrunching in confusion but he didn’t say anything, instead he leaned against the window to his side with a distant look in his eyes.

Apollo began to drone on about what he’d been recently doing before he switched over to asking Will as many ‘fatherly’ questions as he possibly could. Jason almost felt left out, he knew his father would never speak to him like that. His father hadn’t even bothered to say anything to him since he came back. Perhaps that was for the best, maybe him acknowledging Jasons existence would mean his end. Or worse, Leo could face consequences too. Jason’s thoughts continued to consume him until he realized that they were slowing down.

Apollo looked at the two passengers hesitantly as the truck rolled to a stop, “This is as far as I can go.”

Will smiled, his eyes without any joy. “Thank you Dad.”

“Anytime Will, I wish I could-” Apollo stopped himself. “Be safe, and bring back Nico.”

“I will,” Will nodded stopping out of the truck.

As Jason turned to exit Apollo suddenly spoke, “Jason.” He paused, “For all that happened, I..I truly am sorry.”

Jason froze for a moment tightly gripping the door handle, he turned to Apollo with a strained smile and shook his head. “Don’t apologize, it was just fate.” He spoke before quickly pushing the door open and stepping out.

Apollo frowned as if he wanted to say something more but decided not to. With a smile and wave he drove off, “Remember who you are Will!” He called out as his voice faded into the wind.

The two of them stood there until the truck was just a spot on the horizon before turning to the rusted sign that read, “Westover Hall 1 Mile Ahead.”

“Well,” Jason turned to Will his voice void of enthusiasm, “We’re here.”

Will bit his lip as he stared at the large school in the distance, “Let’s hope we’re not too late.”

Part Nine?

[emotionalhottiee]

Made For Each Other!

Chapter 4: Butterflies!

Aleah

After pulling myself together i got back to work on the social media platforms. Which consisted of trimming videos to post for the socials and queuing up scheduled post. I sent Paul a quick text just to go over everything and to check in to see if he needed me to do anything else. Once he let me know i was all set, i made my way to the gorilla to get some additional behind the scenes footage. And just watch the rest of RAW. I definitely can see why people get super attached the wrestling it brings out all the emotions.

As i sat down watching, the guys from earlier came into the gorilla to get ready for their segment. And the man that i had bumped into earlier was standing in front of me. His 6 foot something frame towering over me.

“Hey Girl, happy to run into you again” he stated in a higher pitched voice mimicking a woman. I’m not gonna lie it was actual funny in a corny kinda way. Once my little laughing spell was over he switched back to his regular deep voice. “My name is Austin” he stated, reaching his hand out for me to shake. I returned the hand shake while introducing myself. “It’s a pleasure to meet you” he said showing me all 32 of his pearly white teeth.

I got the feeling he was going to try to kiss my hand, but it almost felt as if he stopped himself. He must have read my body language. At least that’s what i was hoping. Feeling a sense of relief that he didn’t do that he released my hand after what felt like forever.

Feeling the small bit of tension in the air. His friend finally introduced himself “Nice to meet you Aleah, i’m Grayson” he spoke in a thick Australian accent “Nice to meet you too.” I replied sending him a small warm smile.

We dove into the conversation about me being the new girl around here. And my mind wandered off thinking about how many more times, i was going to have to have this conversation. But my thoughts were interrupted by Graysons very loud obnoxious laugh. Pretending that i was listening to what he was saying i joined in on the laugh. Totally clueless as to what i was actually laughing at.

Jey

Making my way out of my dressing room, i was walking towards the gorilla a few minutes early, just so i could hang out before my segment. When i heard Graysons loud ass laugh. Seeing Him and Austin there i peeped Aleah was standing in front of them. The three of them, just laughing their asses off.

I’m not gonna lie i felt a lil jealous seeing them all up in my girls face. I’m tripping hard. I don’t know what came over me, but i decided to claim what’s mine. So i walked over to them, making sure to stand right next to Aleah. Putting my arm around her shoulder. The look on Austin & Graysons face quickly changed from amusement to confusion. Looking down at Aleah, she looked like the cutest little deer caught in the headlights. Clearly that caught the three of them off guard. Not trying to make myself look crazy, i tried to lighten the mood. “What’s so funny yall?” I asked.

I feel like i ruined the mood completely.

“Oh nothing i was just telling Aleah, a little yarn from back home mate” Grayson replied trying to ease the tension. I glanced back down at Aleah and she went from looking like a deer caught in the headlights, to more a confused look. But she still wore a small smile. Fuck, i hope im not making a myself look like an creep.

Lucky the awkward tension was cut, when the producers motioned to Austin & Grayson they needed to be in place. They exchanged “see you laters” mostly with Aleah, but i wasn’t tripping. At least not on them. As they walked off Aleah placed her hand around my waist giving me a small reassuring rub on the back. Which i was thankful for.

I’m glad i didn’t make myself look like an idiot.

My thoughts were interrupted by Aleah’s soft voice thanking me. Slightly confused i asked her what she was thanking me for. She looked up at me wearing that beautiful smile of hers, replying “because i spaced out while that Australian boy was talking to me. And i didn’t hear shit he said. But i was caught off guard by his laughter. So i just laughed along with him hoping he wouldn’t ask me questions or anything.” Letting out a small sigh of relief that, that was all that she was thinking.

Glad it wasn’t because of me.

“So what are you up too”, she asked still holding on to me. As i kept my grip on her shoulder, but not too tight. “Well i just came up here for a quick segment. Then i was gonna figure out what to get into tonight” i replied. “Well what do you usually do for fun”? She asked me. I took a minute to think about it. Cause shit there is rarely a show taped in the city. And i would usually go back to my hotel after a show. “Well i don’t know yet, i’m not used to being so close to home after a show. But i’m trying to get into something since i don’t have to travel for a few days”. I stated simply unsure of what i was going to get into.

“What you getting into tonight lil mama”? I asked staring down at her small frame. “Well i was just going to go home and play some Mario Kart until i fell asleep” she shrugged. I let out a small laugh cause she was dead serious. “Damn what you like a homebody?” I asked outta genuine curiosity. Shawty seemed like a homebody, but you never know she might be a party girl. “Yeah i guess you can say that” she responded. “I went out a lot when i was in college, especially when my ex had a game out of town. But i can’t turn up like i used to, auntie be tired” she stated with all seriousness. I couldn’t help but to laugh, this girl definitely had a goofy side to her.

I got to see more of that.

For the next few minutes we continued talking and joking around. Then the producers came up to me, and let me know i was up next. “So lil mamas, you gonna be here, when i get back?” i asked staring down into her eyes. Something about those brown eyes, had a hold on me. “Of course, I’ll be right here” she stated cheesing.

Before i could say anything my music queued letting me know it was time to go. So i released Aleah from my grip. Slightly surprised she let me hold onto for that long. And made my way down to the ring.

Aleah

I couldn’t find the words to describe the butterflies i had in my stomach after that encounter with Jey. I can not believe how fast i find myself being infatuated with this man, and it’s only my first day on the job. But i am. I couldn’t help but smile watching him go down to the ring. Turning my attention to the monitors in the gorilla. I was in awe at how the WWE crowd embraced Jey. Singing his theme song word for word, doing the signature yeet dance. It just showed me a different side of him, one that piqued my interest in getting to know him even more.

Even though there a part of me that was completely smitten. I couldn’t ignore the sense of worry. Those troublesome thoughts started to rack my brain.

“Am i rushing into something too soon?” or “Am i trying too hard to get over Dominic too soon?”

I sat down having an internal conversation to calm myself down. While i may not be as over Dom, as i thought i was, or would like to be. There isn’t any reason to be so conflicted. That relationship with Dominic is now in the past, because it is something i am not interested in fixing. And while i feel myself catching feelings for Jey, we don’t have to jump into a relationship tomorrow. And that is okay to have feelings for someone new. Whenever the time comes for Jey and I to have a conversation about “us” we will. And we will proceed with whatever “us” is from there.

No need to worry!

I quickly rid my mind of those anxious thoughts to get back to watching Jey. Everything will happen the way it is suppose to happen. And that Jey & I met for a reason. I just want to enjoy my new found friendship with Jey. And not worry about the things i can not control.

Before i knew it, i was snapped out of my thoughts by Jey walking into the gorilla. “You good lil mama” he asked presumably concerned by whatever face i was making while consumed by my own thoughts. “Yeah of course” i replied, trying to reassure him that i was fine. He didn’t push any further which i was thankful for.

We continued our night with casual conversation. Jey didn’t have a scheduled match so he spent the rest of the show keeping me company, while i filmed & uploaded any extra content i could get. The more time i spent with him, the more butterflies i got. I just never met a man, that could check off all of the boxes so suddenly. I have always been told i’m “too picky”, but i feel like i am not. I just don’t believe in settling for what you don’t want. But there was just something special about Jey. Something that made me look at him with such adoration. The butterflies in my stomach were not going to stop anytime soon.

Once the show was over Jey told me to meet him back here after we grabbed our belongings, so he could walk me to my car.

Twenty minutes later we met back up, and just as promised he walked me to my car. “Well seeing as how you’re just going home to play Mario Kart tonight. We finally made it to my car, and stopped to say our goodbyes. “How about we hang out tomorrow?” He asked while rubbing the back of his head, almost as if he was anxious. “Yeah that sounds fine. I’m usually off of work around 3 o’clock, then im all free” I stated. “Okay how about we go out for dinner later on tomorrow evening” he asked, no longer rubbing his head, but still seemingly anxious. “Sounds like a date then” i smiled back at him hoping he felt a little better. “Just text me what time, and i shall see you tomorrow” i responded, trying to contain my excitement. “Alright bet I’ll see you tomorrow lil mama” he said back to me, smiling showing off his bottoms row of grills. I hadn’t even noticed them earlier.

We embraced in a hug. And i couldn’t help but breathe in his cologne. God he smelled so good. Finally parting from our hug, he watched as i got into my car. I waved goodbye to him before pulling off, to head home.

I can’t believe how enamored i was by this man, but i was loving every minute of it.

Feels good to meet someone new.

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Brokenhearted (Daemon Targaryen x Female Reader) (Non Canon Modern AU) (18+)

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Chapter 12

Summary: Words spoken in anger are always cruel but often untrue.

Trigger Warning: 18+, Smut, Angst, violent thoughts, stalking,  Discussion of mensuration and Pregnancy, bloodshed, flashbacks of abusive relationship, toxic masculinity, sexual abuse, Samantha, traumatic distressing content, Daemon is a big time smoker so if it’s something triggering don’t read it, alcohol drinking, mention of past trauma and therapy, cigarette smoking, possessive behaviour, violence, baby needs therapy, baby is trying

You couldn't make sense of it, you didn't understand why he was smiling like that. The pictures appeared to have been taken in the morning, so why hadn't he called you and told you about Samantha? After thinking about it for a few minutes, you decided to talk to him and see if he'd tell you about what had happened.

When you called Daemon, he picked up right away, sounding exhausted but well "Hey babe"

You composed yourself as you heard his voice. He didn't sound stressed or terrified, normally he seemed a bit vulnerable whenever he'd come across her.

"Hi…what are you doing I just got back from work" you rubbed your forehead with your fingers, you didn't want to accuse him of anything, pictures can be deceiving you understood that well but why wasn't he telling you about her? Why was he hiding this?

"I was out with Viserys for an event darling, I'm back at the hotel now, going out for dinner with the team" he said

"Ohhh okay ummm..how was your day?" he chuckled as you asked him a generic question.

"Alright love, how was yours?" He raised his brows as he asked,

"Goodd..well.. actually ..ummm when were you going to tell me about Samantha? That you bumped into her this morning?" You finally asked him, unable to hold your anxiety for any longer and there was a complete silence on his side for a moment before he finally spoke, you could tell just by the tone of his voice that he was upset.

"How..how do you know that?" He asked, you could also picture the typical scowl on his face.

"Why does it matter?" Shouldn't have said that.

"It matters to me..are you spying on me or something?" Your mouth opened in shock as he said that.

"Daemon –"

"Don't try and patronize me now.. I do not appreciate you keeping an eye on my every move.. I have had enough of that alright?"

Your eyes welled up as his pitch got higher.

"I am not keeping an eye on you ..I just asked you a question..I'm not lying am i?" you tried to defend yourself but you could sense he was already deep in his head now to reason with you. A conversation like this wasn't meant for a phone call, especially not with him.

"A question regarding something you shouldn't have known unless you were spying on me like that bitch used to..who told you huh? Did you talk to my brother?" He said all that in one breath, making you scoff in response.

"Daemon you're being unreasonable" he snickered at your response. This was going as bad as you had assumed but it was about to get worse.

"Yeah I'm being unreasonable..it's always me isn't it?"

The tears started to stream down your face as you hung up the phone once he had raised his voice. You knew that even if you called him back and tried to talk, the conversation would devolve into another argument, one of you needed to stay calm for this but you didn't have the energy for that right now. Instead, you turned off your phone, hoping to give yourself some time to process what had happened and to calm down before reaching out again.

As your phone turned off, Daemon threw his own in anger, shattering it against the wall. He cursed under his breath, feeling a storm of emotions coursing through him. Why did he have such a short temper? Why did he immediately jump to conclusions like that? You didn't deserve to be treated like that, especially not by him but then you jumped to conclusions as well.

As he joined Viserys and the rest of his team, he glared at him as well, his anger spilling over. His frustration was palpable,

"I need a new phone" he said to his older brother and received an exasperated sigh in response. Viserys called Daemon's assistant and asked him to buy a new phone for him asap.

"Why did you tell y/n that I met Samantha this morning?" Daemon crossed his arms as if he was stating a fact instead of an accusation.

"What are you talking about? The last time I saw her and had a conversation was when she was with you"

Daemon gulped at the response, if Viserys didn't tell you about the incident then who did?

"Besides you should have told her yourself" Viserys said to him, making Daemon realise that he had fucked up again, as soon as he got back to his room late at night, he took out the sim card from his broken phone and inserted it in the new one.

His legs were shaking constantly so he took out a cigarette and lit it up as he waited for you to pick up the call, he didn't want you to miss the flight two days later just because you were upset with him. He really wanted to see you and have you by his side.

"Heyy" you mumbled as you picked up the call and his words died in his throat, for a moment he didn't know what to say or how to fix this.

"Ummm how did you know darling? I just want to know..I'm sorry i snapped at you..you didn't deserve that but I just…I don't want to be trailed" his fingers brushed through his hair in frustration.

"You really think I'd do that to you? Do you really think so low of me Daemon?" He was speechless for a moment, he had allowed his past to ruin it again and he had hurt you with his words. All over again.

"No you won't, I'm sorry I made that assumption" you breathed in heavily as he said that.

"So are you going to tell me what happened this morning because I'm making a few assumptions myself, I don't want to think of you like that" you asked him in a straightforward manner and then he was silent again. His anger turned on and off like a switch.

"What do you mean?"

You put the phone down as he said that, clicked the pictures of the pictures you had received and sent it to him and you only sent the ones where he was smiling at her, another mistake, because it clearly came across as accusatory.

"I received them in the mail this evening..that's how I knew..maybe she sent them to me..infact I'm sure she did it..I'm not the one trailing you here daemon " his eyes teared up as you said that, he should have told you especially when he knew what Samantha was capable of doing, of course it was a trap, she never did anything that wasn't meant for hurting him. He should have known better, he was going to apologize but then you said something that made him snap again.

"Do you still have feelings for her Daemon..maybe there's a part of you that-" he cut you before you could finish your sentence. Both of you were just not in sync in this situation.

"Shut up y/n..how dare you say that to me now after everything i have told you about her?"

"I'm just confused and you are not helping "

"You know what I don't want to talk about this right now" he stood up, the urge to throw this phone was strong but he controlled himself.

"You don't want to talk about this?"

"I don't..I'm not going to justify anything, if you believe that I'm still obsessed with the woman that destroyed me than be it"

"Daemon.."

"Noo y/n ..just no..I shouldn't have called" he hung up after that. Didn't even listen to you, maybe you should have allowed him to speak before telling him that you thought he was still obsessed with his ex.

"Gods"

After minutes passed, you felt a heavy weight settle in your chest. You realized just how much your words must have hurt him. You had asked him if he was still besotted with his abuser, a question that must have felt like a slap in the face. But you had been so wrapped up in your own feelings that you hadn't stopped to consider his.

You suddenly felt terrible for asking him such a thing. Daemon had bared his soul to you countless times, and you had always been there to support him. He had trusted you with the most vulnerable parts of himself, and you had thrown it back in his face now. You couldn't help but think that you had betrayed the sanctity of that trust. You were supposed to be his angel.

You waited for his call but he didn't call again, you waited a whole day before you decided to call him yourself, you hated how anxious you felt about this, you didn't want a stupid misunderstanding to ruin your relationship with him but you had no idea what you were supposed to do if he wasn't even going to talk to you .

He did pick up your call but he was very standoffish, he told you that he was out and very busy, he asked you if you were okay and safe before he finally hung up.

For the next two days you both just texted ..you had to take the flight he had booked for the next day but you weren't even sure if he still wanted you there or not so the night before you called him again,

"Heyyy" you mumbled softly as he didn't say anything once he had picked up.

"Did you pack?" He asked you and your eyes teared up,

"Do you still want me to come?"

"Ofcourse I do, do you not to come?" His heartbeat sped as you questioned him.

"I do…I just.." your voice choked on your tears, you couldn't get the words out because you felt overwhelmed.

"Just come tomorrow, we will talk okay?" he said in a soft calm voice so you hummed in response.

He didn't say much after that and you spent the night twisting and turning on your bed only to take an early flight to Vegas.

What if he takes a step back again? What if he doesn't want to be with you anymore?

With all the troubling thoughts you reached his hotel and made your way to his room. As you knocked, he opened the door and stepped aside for you, wearing nothing but a robe. You were just looking around and didn't even have time to react before he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. You felt yourself being pulled closer as he began to lay soft kisses on the side of your neck. You hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to react. You wanted to reciprocate the gesture, but you were still reeling from your earlier exchange.

He finally put his head up to look at you, your eyes were moist and so were his so he cupped your cheeks and rubbed his thumb over your skin in a gentle manner.

"I was on my run when I met her, I wanted to turn around and leave but I felt as if I wasn't able to move at all. You were right, she does affect me still..but not in the ways you fear–" Daemon spoke slowly, as if trying to pick his words carefully. You could sense the conflict within him, the struggle to tell you what happened without causing you further pain.

"I didn't mean that Dae ..I'm -"

"Shhhh let me speak" he pressed his thumb on your lips before you could apologize.

"Everytime I see her I see everything she has done to me. She then walked closer to me and embraced me tightly. I didn't stop her either and then she cried, she cried so much, she wailed as she told me that she missed me..that her life felt pointless without me. As she said that, I thought of my time with her, and I remembered that I used to feel the same way when I was with her, my life felt meaningless with her. When she pulled away I looked at her, finally i really looked at her and for once I felt above her. I saw how shallow and vacuous she was, without any depth or soul of her own and then i remembered how happy I was in that moment because I thought of you, us, our life together.. and that thought made me smile..that's all it was darling, you were the reason why I smiled. You made me smile even when you were not there with me"

As he finished speaking you couldn't hold back your emotions any longer. Tears dripped down your cheeks but his thumbs wiped them away, he leaned down to kiss you lovingly before he pulled away.

"You have been ignoring me for two days" The words were small and weak, barely above a whisper. Your voice cracked as you spoke to him.

"I have been trying to avoid the confrontation, to protect you from my anger, i didn't want to talk to you about all of this on the phone" he said to you but he knew his actions or lack of emotions had once again hurt you deeply.

"That hurt me..that feeling that you won't talk to me when you're upset.. that hurt me alot dae.. I have.. i have insecurities too..I get hurt too"

Tears rolled down his cheeks and he immediately got down on his knees to wrap his arms around your waist.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry.. I don't deserve you darling..I never did but please forgive me..one more time please?"

This is exactly how he used to beg her for forgiveness, the difference was that he pleaded with her so she wouldn't cause him any further pain. With you however, he was pleading not because he wanted to avoid punishment but because he didn't want to hurt you more.

You got down to his level and your arms wrapped around his neck as you hugged him tightly, you were still upset with him but you really needed to hold him, not just to comfort him but to be comforted by him as well.

"Don't ever do this to me again..if you're upset then fight with me ..but you can't ignore me like that ..you just can't," broken whispers filled his ear so he pulled away and placed his forehead down on yours.

"I don't enjoy raising my voice at you or saying words that prick at the edges of your heart"

"I know you don't..I don't either..but i have realized that I'd rather fight with you and make up then have you pretend as if I don't mean anything to you and that you can go for days without hearing my voice" you cried again and he couldn't stop his tears either.

"I can't ..I can't go days without hearing from you..i was only trying to protect you but I see now how foolish that was" he said softly as he kissed your forehead.

"I'm not a little girl Daemon, I can take your anger but I can't take your silence"

"Okay okay I'm sorry I will never do that again i promise..i promise" he whispered in your ear as he immediately picked you up and laid you down on the bed, his mouth latched to yours in utmost desperation..he wasn't perfect and he didn't think he'd ever be perfect enough for you but he has been trying and knowing that you were willing to stay by his side even after he had fucked up plenty of times was enough to make him want to change for better.

You deserved the man he used to be before she destroyed him, you didn't deserve the broken shell she had left behind.

"I don't see you as a little girl in dire need of my protection but I'm going to protect you anyway love..I'd never do anything to betray you" he said as he placed soft kisses all over your face.

"I didn't mean to accuse you of anything baby"

"I know…shhh I know it's okay..pretty angel it's okay" he cooed in your ears "Missed you love, I don't want you to leave" you tilted your head as you caressed his scalp with your fingers.

"I have to though..I'm sorry..i have missed you too baby"

"Mmmm Nooo stay..after the fight tomorrow..don't leave, stay with me..we will leave together after the finals"

"Daemon–"

"I'll find a job for you..If you want to work at the diner then I'll convince your boss ..heck I'll buy that fucking diner for you..I'll do whatever it takes..just stay with me please" he whispered between the small kisses so you cupped his cheeks and kissed him as lovingly as you could. His words brought a smile to your face.

"Okay..you don't have to buy the diner.. I'll stay" the smile on his face widened as you said that. There's nothing more he wanted in that moment than to have you stay with him.

"Besides i have to make it up to you"

"You do..I told you I'd make you grovel" you said sheepishly.

"Mmm make me grovel sweet girl I deserve that"

You smiled as he said that and cupped his cheeks to kiss him. You finally felt at peace, your heart no longer pounding in anxiousness and worry of the future of your relationship with him.

He had to attend a meet and greet event for the UFC so he left you by yourself in the hotel. You were in the balcony just enjoying the view when you noticed a woman down there near the pool who seemed oddly familiar to you.

You huffed and immediately went downstairs to confront her, she had sent that envelope to cause problems between you and Daemon and well you hated to admit it to yourself that it had worked in a way.

"You know i have never seen someone so shameless as you, it's like you have no integrity" you crossed your arms as you faced her, she had a binocular in her hands and you really wanted to grab it and bash her head with it.

"Did you get the pictures sweetie?" She asked you, a nasty smile curved her lips..

"Yeah and whatever you were trying to achieve didn't work ..you know he has moved on right? After what you had done to him you should have been rotting in a jail or worse be dead" the smile on her face faded as you said that. You despised her and you weren't afraid to tell her that.

"I had him first and he will always belong to me, I'd never leave him and if he can't be mine then I promise you ..I'll ruin him forever" she smiled again once she finished his words before she walked past you to leave, Daemon was right, it was as if she had no soul. Her empty threats didn't bother you though.

You just had to find a way to get rid of her once and for all.

As you made your way back to the room he was already there,

"Where were you sweetheart?" He asked as he approached you, you looked around the room and it was filled with several bouquets consisting of your favorite flowers.

"A stroll, you left me alone here" you didn't want to talk about Samantha especially after that emotionally heavy conversation you both had today because of her.

"That's rude of me to leave such a pretty lady all alone and cold in the bed isn't it??" He picked you up and you squealed as he threw you down on the bed.

"You can't… fight tomorrow " you reminded him so he groaned and squeezed his eyes.

"Is this how you're going to make me grovel?"

"Maybeee"

"Evil"

He kissed you sweetly before he laid next to you,

"Thanks for the flowers, I love them" he smiled as you said that.

"I have something else too"

"Let me guess..Another piece of jewelry?" He frowned in a playful manner at the comment.

"Am I so predictable in my gestures?"

"Yeah but I like that"

"Well I might just surprise you then…close your eyes"

"Fineee" you chuckled as you closed your eyes, he grabbed your arm and made you sit up, you heard his footsteps reaching for the closet and then he was back,

"Okay..open" you opened your eyes as he placed a sizable box on your lap. Looking at him sheepishly you unwrapped the gift. You gasped as you saw that it was a set of chef knives but they weren't some run of the mill knives you used in your kitchen, the handles were made from Ziricote woods and they were very expensive, again something you never would have bought for yourself.

"Daemon…" you smiled as you pulled one of them out and admired the handiwork and finishing.

"You like it?"

"It's beautiful" you felt awestruck in a way, you loved your job and to know that he wanted to give you something you'd use and cherish had warmed his heart. It was one of the most thoughtful presents you could have ever received.

"She is," he mumbled, his eyes never leaving your features as he adored how happy you looked by a set of knives. He wanted to spoil you with diamonds but they never brought such a smile on your face.

"Thank you really" you kissed him as tenderly as could. You knew he didn't like knives, you had noticed his discomfort whenever he was in the kitchen with you, they reminded him of times when she used to harm him with it all night long so him gifting this to you because you loved a good sharp knife was a big deal for you.

And Maybe you could use the knife to stab Samantha as well, win for all.

At night he took you out for dinner and you met Viserys, when Daemon was distracted he told you that there was something he wanted to discuss with you but you weren't supposed to involve Daemon in the matter, you had no idea how to feel about that, you didn't want to keep secrets from him but you had a feeling that whatever Viserys wanted to tell you was important and had to do something with Daemon. And Viserys would never say or do anything that would hurt his little brother.

Daemon was loved by one man the most and that was his older brother, Viserys had practically raised him like a father because their father had passed away when he was just seven.

"I know I'm not supposed to fuck you..but can you tease me a little? Get me all riled up?" He mumbled between the heated kisses so you sat him down on the couch.

"Mmmhm you know i enjoy teasing you baby..why do you want it though?" you asked as you unbuttoned his shirt and rolled it down his shoulders, fingers caressed the raised scars on his skin gently.

"Just so I'm burning for you all night and when I finally take you tomorrow after the fight ..the release would feel sublime"

Your hand trailed down from his chest to his abs and you finally cupped his bulge before you caressed him slowly over the fabric.

"Like that?"

"Mmmmm.. Yeahhh..torture me babe i deserve that" he mumbled softly, his voice was meak and low, you kept your eyes on his features as you didn't want to trigger him with a bad memory

"I don't want to torture you baby..you're my baby" you whispered before you kissed the soft supple bottom of his earlobe and a smile graced his lips.

"I know..It's okay..i desire it..you don't hurt me, you could never" his arms wrapped around your waist and breathing got heavier, placing his head down on the couch he took broken breaths in as your hand continued to stroke him slowly, the pleasure beginning to build in his core.

"That's good? You okay sweetheart?" You asked him softly and he moaned, his tongue slipped out to lick his own lips that were beginning to dry because he couldn't keep his mouth closed, your free arm wrapped around his neck and you pulled him closer to kiss him, lips to lips and then tongue to tongue.

"You are loved and cherished, you know that right?" You murmured against his mouth and he groaned before he placed his head down on your chest ..

"I'm cherished..by you?" He asked as if he couldn't even comprehend how adored he was.

"By me, by your brother, your mum and dad, all of those people who turn up for your fights and those who waited for you to return, everyone is so proud of you, so in love with you and most of all..mee..I love you"

"Mmmm darling " he spoke between his bated breaths, your fingers caressing through his neck heightened the sensation for him "Stopp please ..I will cum" you immediately stopped as soon as he said those words, you cupped his cheeks and caressed his face. Once he had calmed a little he pulled away to look at you. His eyes were teary,

"Promise me you won't give up on us, I know I'm not the guy you deserve–" you cut him off as he said that.

"Stop saying that please "

"It's the truth, you deserve to be loved better than this my love and I want to be better"

"Okay shhhh now..you are enough just the way you are, i have never been loved this way Dae"

It was hard to sleep that night for both of you, but especially him. He resisted the urge to hump against you like a horndog, you resisted the urge to ride him into oblivion.

The sexual frustration was evident the next day as he stepped inside the octagon, he took that frustration out on his opponent and bested him mercilessly.

After the fight while he was getting medical help Viserys approached you and then he told you something about Samantha that even Daemon didn't know, he had no knowledge of that night, he wasn't in his senses when it happened and now she was using it to blackmail Viserys.

Samantha wanted Daemon back in her clutches and she'd do anything to bring him back in her life, she was willing to ruin his career all over again. Turns out her threats weren't empty but you knew to protect Daemon and his dreams you'd have to step up instead of cowering down and giving her what she wanted. You'd never allow the love of your life to fall into her trap again, you couldn't imagine him being hurt again, especially now when he was learning to move on and heal from her abuse.

You were going to protect him and for that you were willing to do whatever it takes.

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synopsis: you get a frantic call from your husband on your way home from work one night

pairings: husband, dad! sangyeon x g.n. reader

genre: domestic, fluff

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“how do you lose a four year old?” you ask your husband, your voice a little loud.

you had just gotten home from a long nine hour day at the office, full of important meetings throughout the day with tons of paperwork. you had been on your way home from work when you got a call from sangyeon, his voice sounding worried. he started to exclaim how he lost your four year old daughter somewhere throughout the house after dinner.

“did you give her dessert?” you asked him, turning the corner and driving down the road to your home.

sangyeon’s worried and deep voice rang throughout the bluetooth speakers in your car. “i gave her one of those ben and jerry pints-“

“a whole pint?”

“yeah..?”

you sigh, pulling into the driveway and parking right behind his car. “a whole pint is too much sugar, that’s why i only give her half at most, especially at night. she gets too hyper.”

unbuckling your seatbelt, you hear another shout of your daughter's name from the other end. with a sigh, you quickly grab your work bag and rugs inside the house and hang up on sangyeon. as you’re unlocking the front door, you can continuously hear him yell out her name and him running frantically around downstairs. once inside, you take off your heels and toss your bag next to the coat rack. you run towards the sound of sangyeon calling out for her and see his physique.

his hair was disheveled and sticking up in multiple directions, his once white tee now stained with brown dots you had hoped were melted chocolate chips. his navy blue sweatpants were overtly wrinkled with one pants leg a bit higher than the other. when he heard your footsteps and turned around to face you, his eyes wide in hopes it was jiae, you couldn’t help but let out a small fit of laughter at his chaotic look.

“where was the last place you saw her?” you asked him, taking a step forward and fixing his hair on your tiptoes before peaking through the room next to him.

he looks through the room with you, then not seeing her and growing more frantic. “she got up and screamed ‘catch me if you can, i’m spider-man!’ as we were watching spongebob and since then i couldn’t find her. that was maybe an hour ago-“

bingo! you knew exactly where she was. you just rushed down the hall to the sun room and noticed it was already unlocked. a warm breeze hit you as you entered and walked towards jiae’s toy chest, then knocking on it four times. sangyeon followed closely behind you, watching every move you made. he had checked the sun room prior but not the toy chest, so he raised a curious brow as you knocked.

a high pitched giggle was heard from inside as you knocked, then it opened it up on the final knock and there sat your small four year old. her toothy smile and boisterous laughter filled the room as you lifted her from the toy chest and held her in your arms with a smile.

“hey silly girl!” you spoke with a grin, kissing her forehead as she calmed down in your arms. “i heard you were playing spider-man with daddy and had ice cream?”

jiae nodded happily, letting out a small yawn before she responded. “we did! but he’s not as good at it as you are, i started getting sleepy in there.” her lips formed a pout as she looked over at sangyeon, playfully narrowing her eyes at him.

“hey!” he said defensively, walking over to her and kissing the top of her head before ruffling up her hair. “how was i supposed to know we were playing spider-man?”

“it’s in the name, silly.” she lets out another yawn after finishing her sentence. sangyeon then takes her from your arms and starts walking out of the room and towards her room to tuck her in.

you follow behind them as they bicker back and forth, both of their voices sounding exhausted. you both say your goodnights to jiae and eventually close her bedroom door after she cuddled up to her stuffed bunny that normally helped her fall asleep faster. after her bedroom door is closed, you just look at sangyeon and let out a small fit of laughter as you walk to the kitchen.

“what’s so funny?” he asks, wrapping an arm around your waist and bringing you into his side as you both walked side-by-side.

you wrapped an arm around his waist too, looking up at him. “have you never played spider-man with her before?”

he shakes his head, his eyes looking down to meet yours as he lets out a chuckle. “i didn’t even know the game existed until today.”

you both enter the kitchen and let go of one another, sangyeon allowing you to walk to the fridge and grab the leftovers from dinner to eat up for yourself. as you’re walking towards the microwave, he grabs the plate from you and puts the food to heat up for you. you just allow him, leaning against the kitchen island and crossing your arms across your chest as you watch him.

“what’s the concept of the game anyway?” he asks, turning around to face you as the food heats up behind him.

you shrug, grinning. “you’ll find out sooner than later.”

he groans and drags himself over to you, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his head into your hair with a deep sigh. “she’s going to give me grey hairs before i know it.”

you lean your head back so you’re both looking at each other, a smile playing on your lips as his face looks visibly exhausted. “just learn to play spider-man and you’ll be fine, old man.”

jiae is heard from her bedroom upstairs, calling out for her daddy. just as sangyeon kisses your forehead and rushes out of the kitchen, he microwave beeps signaling the food is finished heating up. as you’re eating your food and scrolling through your phone aimlessly at the dining table, you suddenly hear singing from your daughters bedroom.

upon hearing the singing, you creep upstairs quietly and listen in around the corner and observe your husband singing jiae to sleep. some nights she would have a hard time sleeping and sangyeon would happily sing her a lullaby; it was something both of them thoroughly enjoyed and sangyeon has been doing since she was just a newborn. you watched in awe until he finished his little serenade, jiae finally fast asleep as her little snores synced with her breathing pattern. when sangyeon got up after kissing her forehead with a final goodnight, he noticed you peeking from the door frame and smiled over at you.

he quietly made his way towards you and closed the door quietly behind himself as he exited her bedroom for the night. wrapping his arms around your waist, he pulled you in and pecked your lips with a soft smile. “what’s that look for, baby?”

“let’s have another one.”

his eyes widened with surprise, you having not brought up this topic before. “another… child?” when you nod, he lifts you up gracefully and walks towards your shared bedroom as you laugh quietly into his chest.

[yorutsuki]

「 ✦ Befriending the Worse Pt. 1 ✦ 」

↳ Kourina, a fairly new transfer student who attended UA. Fairly quickly, the two of you had started a friendship. It started off quite nicely, the two of you shared many things in common and enjoyed each other's comapany. Until a few weeks pass—the friendship takes a turn and became-well, more like a one sided friendship..

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"So...x equals to the square root of 10?"

Bakugo nodded, "look at that, you got it quickly. But get it quicker next time." He furrowed his brows with a huff. You rolled your eyes, "yeah yeah. Anyways, I don't get what ever..." You squinted at the word problem, pointing towards it. "This is.." You looked at the sentences in disgust.

You weren't really ever good at word problems, or math in general. You couldn't quite tell why, maybe it was because you have to make sense of the words and put two and two together? Or maybe it's because there were letters involved with letters? Or maybe it was the subject itself.

"Sherley had 30 coins, all nickels and dimes. The total value of coins are $2.60. How many nickels are there?" Bakugo reads, "well, the coins together are 30 and equal to $2.60. N equals to 0.5 and d equals 1. The amount all together are $2.60, so what do you multiple the three by." He quizzed, pointing towards the $2.60 and the imaginary nickels and dimes.

You furrowed your brows, "err...10?" You guessed which he nodded. "And that would be?" You paused in thought, your brain overworking itself. "Uh...n equals 5, d equals 10 and they equal to 260?" Your voice pitched higher with every number as Bakugo nodded once more "Write it."

You picked your pencil up, writing down the formula so far, well that was until you heard a pitched voice call out your name.

Looking around, your eyes fell upon a long messy brown haired girl who was walking towards the two of you. "Jeez, I was trying to find you everywhere!" She chuckled before her eyes landed on the explosive blonde. "Heyyy Bakugo!" She smiled which only got a pair of rolling eyes in return. "What do you want." He asked as she turned towards you, a look of nervousness plastered her features.

"Well..you see, i've been stressing quite a lot—with the pile of assignments I have. I wanted to ask if you could do one of them for me.." She bites her lip anxiously as she lays the assignment in front of you.

You furrow your brows. "I mean..I understand the stress load—it's just I have quite a lot on my plate too. I'm not sure if I have time to do an extra-" "Please! Just this once! I can pay you back with lunch or anything!" She begged with a slight bow.

You looked at her assignment, "I don-" "please! I have so much on my to do list that i'm falling behind!" She insisted, her voice booming.

You looked around at the new on lookers, your face flushing in embarrassment.

"She doesn't gotta do anything for you, you realize that?" A gruff voice interrupts—Bakugo crossed his arms in annoyance.

"And you don't have control over her." She barks back, her brows furrowing. Bakugo was slightly taken aback, his anger rising with Kourina's tone.

The boy didn't mind a bicker or banter, but something about her tone just ticked him off. Though the tension between the two was interrupted with your voice, "it's fine, i'll see what I can do." You sighed, a small smile gracing your lips.

Kourina smiled brightened, "thank you so much {y/n}!! I promise i'll return the favor!" She spoke before deporting out of the room.

You sighed tiredly, re-looking over the assignment.

"What the hell was that?"

You looked up towards the blonde teenager, confusion dawning on you. "You're just gonna let her beg her way into things? Hell, even interrupt you like that? Also y'know the quiz is tomorrow, right?" He quizzed.

You bit your lip anxious of the situation and nodded, "yea, but she's my friend-" "don't bullshit me, that didn't look like 'friendship'."

You rolled your eyes, "well you don't know her enough to understand the relationship." You shrugged, "it's like how I don't understand your friendship with Kirishima." You snickered as it fueled the blonde's irritation even more.

"HAHH!?"

..........

The next day came crashing down onto you. Last night, you had stayed awake quite early for preparation of the quiz—in hopes of filling in any missed information. The time showed 3:55 am when you took your first break.

You would've had gone to sleep earlier if it wasn't for the fact you had to do Kourina's assignment that you briefly forgotten about.

And boy did the consequences hit you like a train.

The next morning sucked, you felt heavy bags weighing down your eyes and your hair was a tangly mess.

You looked awful—like you just got into a cage fight with a monkey.

Once you had gotten ready and tidied, you headed out the 1-A dorms and towards your first class, english. Lucky for you, you had company as Kourina spotted you down the hallway.

"Jeez {Y/N}, you look like hell and back." She comments. You let out a tired huff, "well, I stayed up reviewing for the quiz today and—oh right."

You briefly stopped, unzipping your bag and grabbing an assignment.

"Here's your assignment." You said, giving her the said paper. You hoped for even a small 'thank you' but your hoped dimmed as her lips slightly curved downwards. "{N/n}...some of these are wrong.." She sighed, "it's whatever, you tried." She shrugged before stuffing the assignment into her bag without any ounce of care.

Your brows furrowed at her actions.

"Oh, it's almost time for class. I'll catch you later, bye~" She waved a small bye before disabandening your side.

.......

You yawned, exiting English class, at this point your were practically dragging yourself around school.

"Hey! {L/N}!"

You turned around and was met with the familiar green hair, "Midoriya." You nodded. "I was wondering if you'd wanted to join me and some others during lunch." He offered, a smile plastering his face.

You looked around for any sightings of the brown haired girl, yet saw nothing before turning back towards the green-ette. "Sure, i'll meet you at the café entrance?" You suggested as he nodded, "sounds good! See ya there." He waved before heading off.

You huffed as you headed towards your next class, math. The class was something you dreaded as you would have a face off with a piece of paper—it slowly taunting you with its teasing questions.

………..

‘Thank God that’s over..’

The bell had rung signaling it was finally time for food. Your stomach felt like an empty void at the moment so you quickly sped walk ahead from the other students, getting 6th in the cafeteria line.

After receiving your food, you walked towards the entrance where a green-ette was waiting.

“Hey, sorry for the wait.” You apologized as Midoriya waved towards you.

“You’re all good! I just got here.” He smiled, before the two of you made your way towards a cafeteria table with some of your classmates already there.

“{Y/N}!”

You eternally groaned as you recognized the pitched voice.

“You keep on leaving me.” She frowned as she caught up to you. “Sorry, I was hungry so..." Your words were nothing but mere dust in the wind as they were ignored with Kourina talking to Izuku. "Are you Midoriya?—From class 1A?" She questioned, her eyes shinning like diamonds.

You frowned as she drowned your words out.

"Hey Midoriya, i'll meet you at the table." You informed him. Before the boy could even respond Kourina chimmed in. "I thought we were going to sit together?" She furrowed her brows before rolling her eyes. "Well, could I sit with you guys? I don't really have anyone to sit with." She frowned, upset, though her question was more towards Izuku who had a faint frown. "Sure..!" He smiled, though it looked quite strained if you looked hard enough.

As the three of you made your way towards the table, your eye twitched with annoyance at Kourina's constant self-inclusion.

"{L/N}! You joined us this time!" Uraraka brightened up even more with your sudden arrival, offering a seat next to hers. You faintly smiled back and nodded before sitting down.

"Ah, and who might you be?" Tenya asked your friend as her and Midoriya sat down as well.

"Oh, i'm Kourina! {Y/N}'s best friend!" She smiled, sitting down next to you.

"I see, well it's nice to meet you." Iida nodded, giving a hand motion. "I'm Iida, this is-" "Ochako, Asui and Shoto, you guys were a big hit at the sports festival." She grinned.

Normally anyone would like the compliments and recognition, if it were said with respect. The group awkwardly stared at the brown haired girl, glancing at each other. Shoto and Iida furrowed their brows at the informality and rudeness.

Uraraka, not wanting the mood to be damped, awkwardly laughed it off. "Well then, i'm glad we made some impressions!" Tsu nodded.

As lunch continued, so did the conversations, though you and Todoroki were more on the quiet side, happily eating your meals.

"So, how did you meet {L/N}?" Tsuyu asked Kourina who chuckled. "It's quite funny, I saw her when she accidentally tripped after school—" Oh boy...

Your cheeks faded into a pick hue of embarrassment. You looked at her, almost pleading her not to go further, unfortunately she just continued.

"And it was raining that day so she fell in a puddle. God I don't know how she didn't freeze. I kinda felt bad and had a umbrella and lended it to her and then we hit it off from there." She smiled—almost proud of herself.

Your eye twitched at that, 'KINDA FELT BAD?'

"{N/N}, here cannot keep herself upright even if she tried-" She snickered, elbowing you on the side. "-but that's why we're friends."

You chuckled and nodded before excusing yourself to the restroom.

As soon as you entered a stall, you sat on the toilet's seat, letting out a frustrated sigh of embarrassment as you let your head fall into your hands. How bad you just wanted to punch her—just to humble her. Ever since a few days ago, she's been more annoying with every passing hour.

With each negative thought, your heads clawed against your face with irritation.

...

A few minutes passed by before you decided it was time to go back. After splashing some water onto your face, you made your way back to the table were you could see slight discomfort on some of your classmate's faces as Kourina ranted.

"-After that, it was our tu-"

You could barely see the look of relief on their faces as the bell had rung.

"It was a pleasure talking to you, maybe we you can continue next time?" Uraraka smiled softly which Kourina returned, "definitely."

You watched as Kourina then turned her attention towards Midoriya. Not wanting to be a bystander, you decided to head towards your next class.

As you were taking your leave, you heard your name get called out by the boy who jogged over by your side.

"Sorry about that. Want to walk to class?" He asked, a small bashful smile plastered. You nodded, "sure."

....

The two of you finally made it to your homeroom, stopping in front of the door. Midoriya looked around, furrowed eyes. You looked around in confusion.

"I know your friends with Kourina but I just don't trust her. I feel like she isn't a friend you want.." He bit his cheek worriedly.

You furrowed your brows in thought before sighing. "I..know, but—..I'm sure it's just a small incident?" You scratched your arm nervously. Midoriya sighed before giving you a comforting smile. "Well, if you need anything, let me know—even some of our classmates."

You nodded with a small smile before you both entered the classroom.

What you didn't realize is that a brown haired transfer had over heard everything.

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[jammyjams-safespace]

Hug the Scares Away

Request: Fanfic for caregiver Wilbur and fem!regressor reader for anon

Heavily apologise for this taking so long!! Only recently got the motivation to finish writing this fic!!

I made a mini reference to my other fic Baking Mishap. Can you spot it?

Summary: Wilbur and Y/N decided to watch a show while they were hanging out, but Y/N has a slip so now their plans had to change a little

Word count: 764

Wilbur and Y/N sat quietly on the sofa, occasionally commenting and making fun of the little plot holes and mistakes that were left in the show they were watching, Squid Game. Like how in the scene where Gi-hun bumped into Sae-byeok, the latter’s actor was laughing, and in one of the lunch scenes the actor of the main character scooped up nothing and put the empty spoon in his mouth (pls it’s very funny). 

Wait, but how did they get here? Well, when Wilbur decided to invite his little cupcake over, Y/N couldn’t say no to spending time with her favourite caregiver. It was the evening and they both wanted to do something more chill, being tired out from the fun they had earlier that day. How they chose the show? Well it was trending, and Tommy seemed to like it, and they trusted his opinion. And he was right! It was definitely pretty good. Maybe a bit sensitive but it was alright.

It was… something… to binge watch an entire season of gore and blood, especially since it would take up most of the two's day. It was fine, it was the weekend, and they didn't have any extra plans for it. Well, they didn't watch the ENTIRE thing. There was a bit of a… slip?

Y/N squeaked in fear at the sound of the gunshot, hiding away in her caregivers arm. Wilbur immediately took notice of the change in behaviour, pausing the show as fast as possible so the little one didn't have to be scared anymore. Y/N whimpered as he pulled her closer.

"Cupcake, what's wrong?" He rubbed her back gently. "Was the show too scary for you?" He spoke gently. Y/N nodded as she curled into his embrace. Wilbur softened. "What would cheer you up? Cuddle time with Mr Waffles?" He gently held up a little blue dragon plush and smiled softly. Y/N immediately made grabby hands towards the plush and cuddled it close once it was in her hands.

Wilbur grabbed the remote and switched over to Netflix Kids. He put on a cute children's show called Hilda, a young and free-spirited adventurer that moved from the wilderness to the bustling city. Y/N was immediately entranced by all the sweet looking characters, eyes following the very bouncy weather lady. Figuring that she would be okay on her own for a few minutes, Wilbur got up and headed to the kitchen, pulling out some leftover chocolate chip cookies that Tubbo and Ranboo had baked him from the fridge. They were shockingly decent. He put the cookies on a glass plate and placed it in the microwave to heat up.

Wilbur tapped his foot as the microwave hummed, peeking out of the kitchen as he heard the silly lines from the bird, followed by joyful giggles from the girl on the sofa. The microwave beeped not long after, and Wilbur pulled out the now warm cookies. He quickly looked out to observe Y/N. Her speech seemed to be fine, albeit higher pitched and maybe a bit lacking in usual vocabulary, and she seemed to understand what the weather spirits were saying. He took a guess that she was possibly around 7-12 years old. He grabbed some milk from the fridge and poured it into a plastic cup before bringing the snacks back to the living room.

"I have cookies and milk!" Wilbur said, placing them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. "But we have to share, okay?" Y/N nodded in understanding.

"Alfred can have some!!" She smiled. Wilbur furrowed his brows in confusion but smiled fondly anyway.

"Alfred?"

"The elf!!" She giggled.

"Ohh, the elf!" Wilbur played along. "One of the little men that I can't see, right?"

"Mhm!" Y/N picked up a cookie and broke off a small-ish piece, placing it on the table for the 'elf' to eat. Wilbur just sighed, knowing he'd have to clean that later. The two continued watching the show, the girl giggling happily as she ate her cookies. Wilbur let her take most of them.

Eventually, Wilbur felt a weight on his shoulder. Looking down, he saw the little sleeping softly against him, hugging Mr Waffles close. He smiled and gently moved Y/N so that she was lying comfortably on the cushions of the sofa. He turned the TV off and put a blanket over the sleeping girl. He switched the lights off for the living room and headed to the office in his home.

"Sleep well, my little Cupcake."

[oogaboogaspookyman]

THIS LITTLE SHORT FIC IS NOT REALLY CANON BE ADVISED. ALSO SUGGESTIVE BIT THAT TOO.

{MOVIE NIGHT}

Movie night! Best dating idea that Cassidy has ever come up with! Thanks Cass!

They, Kevin and Nex, are all cuddled up under the covers, spread about on the sofa, Kevin the human is munching on... Hopefully good, healthy, not deadly popcorn, even though it looks like meat... As they're watching a movie.

It's a wildly varied movie, having bits of action, romance, comedy, and absolutely well done horror– holy shit it gets spooky sometimes– and good god the score for this movie is incredible and creative! It's so good!

"This movie feels like it should be called Overstimulation: The Movie." Nex deadpanned out of nowhere, causing Kevin to nearly choke on his popcorn. "Nex!" He giggled.

"What? It's true." They have such a deadpan, resting bitch face tone of voice 24/7, and yet Kevin can't get enough of it. "It should be called that, it looks overstimulating."

"It's not that, i just almost choked on the popcorn! Heheheheh!"

"You find my one liners funny?" They gave a warm smile, getting Kevin to blush and melt in his embrace... Again. Yes, again. He melted once when they began the cuddle.

"yeaaa... yoursmileisalsogreat–" Nex heard the way Kevin spoke and wasted no time. "Do you like me that way~?"

Kevin squeaks in flustered surprise. "meep! UH! HMM! Focus on the movie, you!" Kevin playfully hit Nex, a swift and light smack on his cheek, as Nex chuckled at his reaction. "Alright alright, don't go hitting me now~"

As they continued watching the movie, Kevin thought back on the idea of this date. Cassidy is so smart! I can't thank her enough, they're enjoying this and i couldn't be more happy to see them like this!

Then came the slow realization as he thought back on Cassidy as a person. She has a certain personality trait that cannot be missed by anyone that talks to her and somehow, Kevin always dismisses it.

She said movie night as a code word for...

...

...

...

..!

SHE MEANT SEX HOLY SHIT????

His face grew redder and hotter than ever, what was once his usual bright skin tone became invaded by great amounts of blush, and the flesh became hot to the touch.

"You alright there, dude? Was i too much?" They spoke i'm a softer tone, deviating from the deadpan one in favour of Kevin's comfort.

It only made his situation worse. He blushes even harder.

"meep!" Was all the human could force out of his throat, now at a higher pitch.

"... Alright..?" Their eyes drift back to the TV screen and carefully dismiss Kevin's rather strange and sudden reaction with no reason.

They are sure something crossed his mind that caused him to blush as much... But they will not intrude on his business, like the good friend they are.

... At least, they hope they can remain friends... But there's this tension, this nagging feeling...

...

That's a problem for the future, for now, enjoy the present.

[end.]

[attemptinghaikyuu]

~Choose your own Ending~

“What do you wanna listen to?”

Suna’s got control of the music for the last bit of the ride back. With Osamu having been in control of it for the whole way back, it was a true show of friendship when he agreed to let Suna have the last hour. Instead of plugging in his favorite songs however, Suna was letting you take control of the music.

It was a start to a bigger apology from him. He seemed to be working his way up to the right things to say, and you kept melting at his little gestures.

While you waited for that big apology, addressing what you had dubbed internally as the “Osamu situation”, you were happy to take advantage of the music.

“Hmmmmm,” you make it look like you’re thinking about it hard, even when you both know the song you’ll play. Your favorite song eventually rolls off your tongue-

once you’ve been poked in the side by Suna, one, two, three times.

“Ah, my favorite song I see,” he says with a grin, when you’ve finally said it. You stick your tongue out at him. He turns it on and quickly begins his work butchering the song.

You can’t stop yourself from joining in

It isn’t long till you have a terrible mix of your voices, rising far higher in volume then according to both Komori and Osamu “It fricking, fucking should!”

The terrible singing continues far longer than necessary and you laugh far harder than warranted.

“Stop!” You laugh. “Please, your beautiful singing- its, it’s too much, really no. You can stop.”

He sings a high note, and keeping in almost pitch with the song that’s playing, sings, “I will serenade you whenever I feel like it!”

“Uh, that doesn’t mean you have to serenade us too?” Komori interjects. Osamu has his hands over his ears but he somehow heard that and is nodding.

You roll your eyes.

“Come on you big baby’s,” you shout, “you love us!”

“Eh,”

You gasp. “Osamu!”

He’s looking the other way as he gives in.

“Fine, you’re ok..”

“Hmmp!”

“Nah, don’t worry you’re great.”

Suna’s finally stopped singing and you’re warm and fuzzy from hearing his sincere words. Seeing the look in his eyes, you turn away fast. You think you’ll probably burst if he apologizes the way he just spoke.

“Thanks,” you say. “I guess I am.”

[cittielinks]

voice actor!kdj

Voice Actor!Kim Dokja. 

Kim Dokja is not a well known voice actor. The only reason why he voiced acted was that he needed money to save himself from starvation after quitting Minosoft. It didn’t pay well but it will suffice.

And he had fun, surprisingly. He gets to voice characters that give the stories life. He loves it but he simply wishes they could pay him higher. After years of voice acting he was able to voice in most of the games/ animes there are… but the thing is he was never the main character. He would either be an NPC or the brother of the main protagonist sometimes he would be a character that dies in a few episodes. Not an extra but not worth remembering. And for Kim Dokja it was fine because in his head all characters are essential to the stories and being a part of it matters to him. Not fame or money just being able to be them for a quick second matters. 

—

There is only one voice that could make the Yoo Joonghyuk melt. 

Yoo Joonghyuk has been listening to one voice but in a different character. He doesn’t know why it just lurked him in. From the waiver of his voice whenever there is an emotional scene or to the way his voice dimmed when he finally knows it's his ending. It just sends Yoo Joonghyuk shivers down his spine. He wondered why the person behind such a melodic voice didn’t get any protagonist part. It is really hard to look into the life of the voice actor. 

The guy’s name is Kim Dokja, known for his variety of voicebanks. He doesn’t have any socials nor any face reveals. He’s just there and yet the voice he uses to create characters is so bizarre and so complex. Like he knew how crucial such a character is to the story. 

Over time, Yoo Joonghyuk fell in love with the voice his face he couldn’t see.  And though he could not meet him in person he was forever grateful for the man whose voice he loves.

He is contented.

Han Sooyoung invited Yoo Joonghyuk to an ani/game convention. Since he didn’t do anything he said yes, he needed to look for some gift for Mia anyway and lately Mia was into princely type ladies. 

Han Sooyoung mentioned that she was bringing another friend who is a voice actor and didn’t interact with people for a month and she’s forcing him out. Yoo Joonghyuk shrugged, he didn’t care. 

“This stupid squid is so late as always! He is pissing me off I will literally shove a tomato in his mouth I swear to God,” she grumbled, checking for her phone once again.

Yoo Joonghyuk leaned on the wall, as they wait for her friend. 

“FuCK! there he is! YAH! Kim Dokja YOU BASTARD” When Han Sooyoung spotted her friend, she yelled at the man who was running towards their bubble. Yoo Joonghyuk blinked, he stood rigid. 

Kim Dokja? Oh, no no that’s simply coincidence.

There’s no way Han Sooyoung is friends with Kim Dokja ( his favorite va, the person whom he would be willing to way dirt. ) 

When Han Sooyoung’s friend finally arrived, he was wheezing and sweating after running. He wiped the sweat that was falling on his neck.

He looked at Han Sooyoung with an irritating look then at Yoo Joonghyuk, he stared for awhile and blinked owlishly, he tilted his head a bit and smiled.   

“Hi! I’m Kim Dokja. I hope I didn’t make you wait. You must be Yoo Joonghyuk!” 

Ah, there it is. 

Yoo Joonghyuk stumbled, and his knees immediately weaken.

No fucking way is this the voice ( man??) of his dreams! He was literally thinking of him ( his voice) every night. But alas he is really real and really pretty. And Yoo Joonghyuk can’t wait to hear him scre— 

He cleared his throat,

“It’s nice to meet you”

when he spoke his voice changed pitched and cracked. Han Sooyoung laughed loudly, Yoo Joonghyuk can’t help but blush in embarrassment, he wanted to strangle this witch. 

when he heard a cute giggle, stopped glaring, and looked at Kim Dokja.

Shit, He fell in love once again and this time it’s the man who made him go weak with his voice ( but he doesn’t need to know that yet—)

[thestarmaker]

I give the pauly shore pinocchio movie a 6/10, it might not have been good but it was better than I expected. I had fun! Mr Shore had the most fun of all!

[specialbrewbutterbeer]

Hiii! Can I please request a Bradly Bradshaw x fem reader fic where the female reader is reckless when it comes to flying, and she does something very reckless during practice, and Bradley confronts her in angst about it because it turns out that he cares for her. THANKSSS

So Close (Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw X Reader)

Word Count: 3223

TW: Near death experience, angst, swearing

AN: I hope this is alright! I enjoyed writing and I'm only sorry it took so long to get around to finishing off all my requests but I'm working on them now. Feedback is always welcome and I hope you enjoy! :)

REQUESTS (OPEN BUT CURRENTLY SLOW)

MASTERLIST

She'd always flown with the mantra of 'Don't think'. She didn't know where she heard it, but it made sense- from the first moment she had been up there alone it made sense. She tuned into her machine and wanted only to use it like it were an extension of herself- which meant she had to be quick, precise and hadn't the time to be anything like a good god-fearing woman.

She was reckless, in simple terms.

Today was no different. She was flying hard and fast; the exercise was just to hit a checkpoint in the shortest time possible whilst avoiding detection by their instructor.

By now the sun was high in the noon sky, they'd been at it all morning and (y/n) was frustrated.

"Mav- give us one more try- please." She asked over the radio as she flew beside Payback and Fanboy and Hangman. She was pissed, she just wanted to do this exercise and do it well. There was no room for error and all she felt like she was doing was making errors.

"Alright. Last time, if you can't do it this time, we're just gonna have to do it all again tomorrow." Captain Mitchell crackled back through the coms.

"Okay, I've got a plan-" She spoke once Maverick was out of range and preparing to try once again.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but alright, if it'll get this shit over with, I'll do whatever you say Sunshine-" Hangman spoke. He'd been more cooperative lately, but still hadn't enjoyed the morning of flying low and fast- but hanging back for his colleagues, who simply couldn't keep up whilst navigating the landscape. (Y/n) generally could, if higher up and in clear air, but the terrain slowed her.

She pitched up and started building altitude-

"What are you doing Sunny?" Payback asked, watching her, confused.

"I want to use the tailwinds above us- it's the only way we're all gonna reach the checkpoint in the time limit..." She spoke.

"And we're gonna get seen by Maverick-" Hangman replied with a slightly condescending tone.

"Not if we fly above him, use the sun as cover." (Y/n) replied, feeling now more confident. Hangman didn't actually bother to make a decent point unless he actually thought that the idea had something to it.

"There's a ceiling Sunshine, you know that." He spoke again. She was glad he was becoming slightly more of a team player.

"Since when did you care-" She laughed down the comms.

"I care about my career-" Hangman grumbled back.

"So do I, but I don't know how else we can make this work." (Y/n) bit back.

"Fine. We'll do it." Payback chimed in.

"Okay good. At least someone's got some balls." She grinned and looked across at Hangman as he caught up to her and ascended to fly beside her.

"Shut up." He put up a middle finger at her and she just laughed.

Soon enough they were way above the ceiling imposed upon them and well under their time limit on the sprint to the checkpoint.

Fanboy spotted Maverick below them and it seemed to be working. In fact it did work.

They were so close to reaching the checkpoint easily and hadn't been spotted, the fact that noon had swung around had been a good thing, and she'd been right, the sun was just the perfect cover when they were so much higher up than their opponent.

They were so close when she just pushed a little harder, just wanted to do a little better. Just wanted to see if she could gain a few more seconds, a few more knots. She didn't think anything of it.

"Sunny, we haven't gotta push it-" Payback spoke. "We're already way ahead of where we need to be."

"Yeah- sure thing." She spoke dismissively and continued to push on.

Suddenly there was an awful splutter and Sunny's jet wrenched violently into a downward roll, seemingly out of nowhere. Narrowly the jet avoided hitting one of the other two in it's sudden movement, but quickly the situation had gone bad.

"Fuck!" She exclaimed, the jolt of the movement throwing her hands from the controls.

"Sunny!" She heard in her ear, and wasn't sure who it was but she knew her aircraft wasn't responding to anything she did.

In front of her, a cockpit lit up like a goddamn Christmas tree with flashing warning lights, and a dizzying view of the ground above her and approaching quickly as the sky fell out from underneath her.

"What the fuck is going on? What the fuck just happened?!" She shouted, not really to anyone, but she got a reply anyway.

"Rudder hardover, Sunny-" That seemed to be Fanboy's voice. That wasn't good, but at least she knew what was doing this. It shouldn't, she hadn't fucking touched the rudder pedals, not immediately before it'd happened at least.

"What side?" She shouted down her comms, desperately attempting to recover. Her voice was panicked, it was not an emotion she was used to.

"Uhh... Left!' Was what was given back to her and as she heard it she didn't know what to do; other than stamp as hard as she could on the left rudder pedal, incase that did anything at all. It didn't.

She did it over and over, trying to pull up at the same time but it didn't budge. The rudder pedal did nothing.

There wasn't much she could do.

"Fuck." Was all she spoke down the comms. In a quick and desperate whisper, like she'd not even meant yo say anything at all.

For a moment she stopped. She'd given up.

'This is it Sunshine.' She thought to herself. She heard her colleagues telling her to bail out but she could see her airspeed was way above the normal cruising speed of about 570kn, which was a bad enough speed to eject from. They'd been in a race essentially, they were going faster than that anyway and now she was approaching the ground even faster. That, with being in a roll too, her chances after ejection were fucking slim. Slim enough that she didn't want to do it.

'Sunshine, you've done plenty. Yeah, you're young but hey- it ain't all bad. Not leaving anyone behind? No kid without a Mom, no greiving widower- And you've enjoyed it all, huh?' Thoughts flashed through her mind for just a second and her whole body relaxed for just a fraction of a hair of a moment. She tuned out the shouting on the comms, from Maverick, Hangman, all of them who were watching her dive toward the desert floor.

She heard an alarm of 'Terrain, pull up' and shut her eyes for just a second, squeezed them shut.

Then a surge of adrenaline forced her to give the pedal one last crack- with all her force she smashed her heel into the metal.

And it released.

For a moment she didn't believe it; but had to, and finally managed to pull the craft out of the roll. First things first she pitched up, and then slowed once she was on the flat again.

She just laughed and finally breathed as her colleagues sat back in their seats and were relieved not to have witnessed her smash into the California sand.

"Sunshine, I think it's time we get you safely on the ground." Maverick spoke, filled with relief.

"Yeah- I don't think I trust my old girl quite as much as I did a few minutes ago." Sunny laughed and nodded. The shock of it kept her going until they landed.

Back on the ground, she was buzzing the adrenaline and exhausted all at once. She climbed from the wounded jet and leant on it, forehead pressed to the hot fuselage and her flight helmet hanging in hand.

She put a palm to the metal and gave the machine a pat before turning and just sitting on the tarmac of the taxi way where the jets were lined up.

She sat there in a bundle, her head craned back to the sky, eyes closed as her fingers trailed down her face.

She'd done plenty in her time, she was a damn good pilot, she'd come close to danger lots of times and wasn't unfamiliar with the derring do that came with her role as a top Navy pilot, but not that close.

"Hey- Sunny." She looked up to see Maverick coming toward her.

"Capitain-" She nodded and squinted up at him.

"You alright?" He asked, crouching down to her, a smile on his face.

"Yeah, sir. I'm all good." She nodded and smiled back. He put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently.

"Good. That was a good recovery- I'm glad you're alright." Her Capitain nodded.

"I don't know what happened, digital fly by wire system, it shouldn't be able to do that." She spoke, just sorta dazed and pumped up with adrenaline still. Her heart was still beating like drum.

"Well you're on the ground now- she'll get looked at, get fixed up." He looked up at the jet, and she twisted to do the same. She sort of blinked and scrunched her nose and eyebrows into a wince.

"Hey-" Maverick looked at her and she turned back to him. "Are you dizzy? Feeling sick?" He asked, his tone serious now as he looked her over. Her hands were shaking now, but she hadn't noticed.

A shiver ran through her as she tried to think to answer.

"Uh-" She hesitated for a second, not wanting to admit it, or unable to recognize it.

"I'll take that as a yes." He nodded and spoke gently.

"No- I-" She attempted to protest but realized it was futile as Maverick stood.

"Come on, you've gotta get checked out." He put out a hand, which she took and he pulled her up.

Her legs suddenly felt sorta weird underneath her, weak and a muscle in her thigh was twitching disconcertingly.

"Alright?" Mav chuckled as she seemed sorta wobbly as she stood and he grabbed her arm to keep her steady.

"Yeah- Thanks." She laughed.

"Good. Come on." He patted her on the back, but not at hard he usually would, he did genuinely think she would topple over if he weren't careful. He knew full well how fragile people can get coming down from an andrenaline high, he was just surprised she hadn't launched into a panic attack, he'd seen that happen plenty of times after shit like that too.

She allowed Mav to walk her to the medical office without any more protest. He walked close to her, making sure the kid didn't get all out of shape and he was never gonna leave her on her own to walk there, that would be stupid.

"Fuck-" She spoke as they walked. "Am I gonna get in a load of shit for this?" She asked.

"What? For breaking the ceiling?" He asked and she nodded. "Yeah, probably." He laughed.

"Damn." Sunny sighed and shook her head. That was gonna be a pain in the ass.

"Worry about that later." Mav told her as they reached the door of the building. "Go get an icepack from the school nurse for the bruised ego and then we can congratulate you for not crashing." He grinned.

She nodded and thanked him before heading inside.

She got checked over, forced to sit for at least 45 minutes, drinking water and answering all the questions that the staff asked her. Once the adrenaline rush and after effects had worn off, the shaking hands and lightheadedness, fast heart beat, she was signed off as all clear.

She walked out, her flight suit unzipped to show a white t-shirt and give her some breathing room, and paused for a moment.

She took one deep breath and from then on, in her mind, what was done, was done. That was dealt with.

That was how she coped. If she didn't, she'd never get in a jet again, so she had to ignore it all. She had to ignore every screaming human part of her that told her to step off of the tarmac and never look back, that told her to fear the familiar sound of the ignition and starting of a jet, that told her not to push for the limit and hold.

If she listened to those feelings, she'd never be a pilot at all. She'd never have made it this far and she'd never be such a good pilot as she was either.

"What the fuck." She heard, in a familiar voice, before she turned to the speaker and was promptly pinned back against the wall before she could do anything to avoid it.

The words had come with a ferocity that was uncommon of the voice they were spoken with- one which was very familiar and usually welcome. She let out a startled mix of a gasp and a squeal as she hit the wall.

Sunny squirmed and scowled, confused as her friend, Bradley, held both of her shoulders tightly pressed to the wall. He was bigger than her, and more muscular, she couldn't just worm away.

"Rooster!" She half shouted, not sure at all what was happening.

"What the fuck was that?" He asked, loudly, with wide eyes and a his brow knitted. His jaw was tense and he held such a grip on her, leaning some of his weight into the hold.

"What?" She asked, not scared, just confused.

"I- We- were all listening to you in the rec room." He spoke. "You pushed it too far."

"It was a system failure-" She replied, angry now.

"You pushed it too far!" Bradshaw cut her off and yelled, his voice sorta hoarse now. "You! You did!"

She gave him a hard shove.

"Get off!" He let go pretty quickly and stepped back with the force of her pushing him away. "And get off my back!" She scowled at him and stayed with her back up against the wall, but stood as tall as she could, trying to defend herself.

"No!" He yelled back, his hands tensed into fists by his side. "Payback warned you! He told you not to push it when you didn't have to and you did it anyway!"

"What's your problem!? What are you accusing me of!?" She couldn't understand why he was so rilled up by it.

"Of being fucking reckless!" He spat back in what had quickly become the most heated exchange the pair had ever had.

They never argued, never. They certainly never fought like this.

"You pushed it too far! You didn't have to! And what that triggered a fault, you only survived because you'd already broke the one fucking rule! You should be dead! If you'd been a thousand feet lower you'd be fucking dead!"

"And what's it to you!?" Sunny

Rooster just sorta looked at her for a moment, with utter disbelief.

Then he stepped back and ran a hand through his hair.

Sunshine just watched, still confused, and slightly concerned but mostly still angry.

He let out a breath and stood still, hand on the back of his neck, the other rested on his hip.

He just looked at the ground for a moment and neither of them moved. The silence was piercing, just the hum of the generator for the medical office nearby and the more distant sound of vehicles going about their business on the taxi ways.

All of a sudden, he let out a roar of a yell and lunged forward, kicking the wall with all his force and then stepping back in a wandering turn.

"Fucks sake Sunny!" He yelled, shaking his head, turned from her. "Fucks sake..." He spoke quiter and finally turned back to her. She'd never, ever seen him this angry.

He looked at her, breathed and sighed before stepping back to her. His expression was softer now, thoughtful and slightly sad.

Much more gently now he put his hands on her shoulders.

He slowed his breathing and pressed his forehead to her shoulder, his hand shifted from that shoulder down to hold tight onto her arm; and the other glided upward. His fingertips trailed delicately up her neck and up to her face.

His fingers hooked firmly just behind her jaw and his thumb glided back and forth across her cheek.

Her lips were parted just slightly, her breath hitched. She was surprised, apprehensive but not nervous, and she couldn't reject the action.

"I-" He spoke, breathily, before pausing. Stopping himself.

Instead he pulled gently at her tshirt, exposing some skin, and pressed a kiss to her collarbone.

A shiver ran through her.

He turned his head, so it rested almost on her shoulder and he faced her neck. He spoke into her skin and breathed into her.

"You're fucking insane-" He pressed a nip of a kiss to her neck before pulling away just a little. "And you don't understand that I can't lose you." His voice was, frustrated, desperate, hushed.

"I want you forever. Don't cut it short. Please, (Y/n)." He spoke, and swallowed hard. His own breath was shaking now.

He pulled away, took a deep breath and looked her in the eye. His hand on her face fell down a little and sat in the crook of her neck.

"I'm in love with you. I'm so in love with you." He spoke with absolute clarity, though hushed. His eyes were big, glossy, his expression honest and firm.

"Bradley..." She whispered his name and softened.

She lifted her hands to his face and held it softly, her own expression became slightly sad, sympathetic and sorry.

She pulled him in slightly and pressed a kiss to his cheek, and then another to his lips. It was just soft but his heart nearly stopped.

Then she pulled away, looked in his eyes for half a second and then slipped her arms around his neck and held him.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled. "I never meant to-"

"No." He cut her off. "I know." He pulled back and looked at her again. He swallowed and just took in how pretty she was, and how he felt about her.

"I just, love you. And I was so close to losing you." He spoke. "You're amazing, you're such a good pilot... You're my best friend. I can't lose you for no reason; just because you were reckless."

She breathed as he spoke, deep but faltering breaths.

"I never knew you felt that way." She whispered to him, pulling him back into her arms. "I feel the same about you. I never wanna leave you. Not like that. Not ever." She spoke as he held her tight.

They both knew how easy it was to get psyched out up there when there's people on the ground you wanna come home to, how easily you could lose it and become your own worst enemy, get in your own head.

'Don't think' was a good rule.

But it was safe to say, that from then on, if anything like that happened again, there was never a single moment or second where she could have given up. She didn't need adrenaline and instinct to fuel her to fight. Not when she had someone like him on her mind.

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[jarofstyles]

I would love to read a period sex blurb!

Your wish is our command besties!

Warnings: period sex, shower sex. If you aren’t going to be mature about it you don’t have to read it!

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“Are you sure that’s not… gross?”

She was hesitant. Period sex wasn’t something she had truly ever thought was an option, but her boyfriend seemed to have other ideas.

“Are y’kidding me? It’s not gross. It’s natural. Periods are natural, my love.” He chuckled, hand rubbing over her soft stomach. She had been cramping a bit but ultimately had been complaining about how horny she was this time of the month.

Harry had always been of the opinion that if it was something natural, it wasn’t gross. Body hair, periods, any of that didn’t bother him. It was human nature and it was something that couldn’t be helped so he wasn’t about to act like it was a filthy,’gross thing.

In fact, he knew she was more sensitive on her period. The most They’d done during this time of the month was Y/N letting Harry suck on her nipples while she used a vibrator on herself, and she came a lot quicker than normal. Seemingly harder, too. Since then he had been trying to get her to give in for it.

“Can do it in the shower, too. So y’can feel better about it, wash up and it’s easy cleanup. I just….” He pressed his hips into her. “I want to feel you. Want to be inside this tummy again.” He rubbed circles over it. “Know a good orgasm makes you sleepy too. S’perfect.” He left a sticky kiss on her lips and smiled when he heard a sigh. That was her ‘I’m giving in’ sigh.

“ Fine. I’m curious too… but if you feel too grossed out-“

“Ah. None of that. I won’t. Your pussy can’t ever make me feel anything but good and horny.” He teased, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her towards him to help her stand up.

“You go ahead first.” He knew she would need a few minutes to get herself to a comfortable place and keep herself clean. While Harry didn’t really care either way- maybe it was just a man thing- her comfort was always the priority.

Y/N was quick to turn on the shower, disposing of her tampon and doing her best to wipe clean. She was nervous, of course, but Harry always made her feel safe. Secure. He never shamed her for any part of her body or her being and for that, she had the most trust she could in him.

Once the water was warm enough, she stepped in and began to clean herself up. Rubbing her fingers against herself to clean, she shuddered at the feeling as she brushed her clit. Usually, she would take the shower head to make herself cum during her period for a duel purpose… but she also knew that perhaps that’s something Harry would like to do.

“You can come in, H.” She took the head off the wall and ran it over her body as he came in, already stark naked. Of course.

His eyes hungrily took her in as he observed her glistening wet body in their shower, the water cascading down her curves until she switched the setting. Immediately he knew what she was doing, her eyes locking with his as she directed the stream to her cunt.

“That’s naughty, baby.” He scolded, stepping in and taking the shower head from her hand and keeping it at the same place. “Pretending to clean up but you know just how good that water feels on your sensitive little clit…” he moved it just so, making the water pulse against her. She gave a naughty little giggle, nodding her head as she pulled him into her body.

“This was your idea.” She whispered. “Usually this is how I make myself cum when I’m on my period. When you’re out there…” she traced her fingers down his body, wet hands finding his cock. She was beyond horny now, nearly shaking with anticipation. It had been a few days since she had him and she was aching for it.

“Can we?” She pleaded, clinging to him as the jets of water stimulated her. “I want to be full.”

Harry was a bit surprised at the change of attitude but hell if he would complain. A dirty smile found it’s way to his face, nodding happily. “M’glad you had a change of heart, angel. Been dying to be in this hot cunt for days.”

The shower head was placed back on the hook so it washed over them, Harry bringing her closer to the wall. “Leg up.”’he gripped her thigh and hummed at her obedience, letting her guide him to her entrance.

Being filled, Y/N’s eyes fluttered closed and her mouth dropped open in a loud moan. It felt good every day, but right now it felt even fucking better. The stretch, the slow filling of her, she was shaking slightly as her hand went to grip him.

“Oh, my god….” Her voice higher pitched and weak.

Harry could only focus on how hot and tight the pussy around him was. So slick and pulsing around the length, he hissed through his teeth and pushed in slowly.

“Yeah… that’s my cunt. That’s what I wanted.”

Y/N’s arms wrapped around his neck as he began to pump himself into her. Slow, deep thrusts that had her eyes nearly tearing up at how good it felt. It was especially intense, knowing Harry was weak for her.

“Yes…. Yes, H. Just like that. It feels so fucking good. You fill me up so good.” She whimpered, teeth biting into his pec and making him groan loudly. The bite and the way her cunt was trying to milk him of any cum he had. The vocalization of her pleasure fueled his own, grinding himself into her.

“Yeah? Told you. Told you your pussy would love being fucked on your period. S’so sensitive… so hot for me.” He muttered, lips smearing against her forehead as he spoke. The slick, wet sounds of water and their sex filled the bathroom, whimpers and whines even more loud than normal.

“Oh- Harry, I love your cock. I love it so much.” She sulked, overwhelmed by the pleasure. “I’m so full… it feels so perfect.” Her nails dug into his skin, causing his thrusts to speed up a little bit. It was perfection.

The praise always got him hot, his own stomach boiling with want to cum. He was in love with her anyways, but the praise of his cock always got to his head.

“Yeah? You’re gonna cum already. I can feel it. S’so quick… but it feels like heaven. Gettin’ your pussy stuffed full when you’re so horny.” He hitched her thigh higher, getting a better angle.

When his fingers met her clit, she nearly sobbed at the feeling. Thighs trembling, she began to shake her head, overwhelmed at the feeling washing over her.

“Oh- no, no… s’too much, I’m gonna cum Harry. M’gonna….” She slurred, hips bucking into his as he ran circles into her clit. The hot water running over them only elevated the feeling.

“Do it. Cum f’me. M’so close… gonna cum in this precious pussy, buried deep in your tummy.” He promised. “Know it’s a lot. Cum for me, my good girl.” He coaxed, keeping his pace steady as he felt her begin to fall apart.

The girl sobbed out his name as she came, orgasm washing over her in white hot pleasure. Clinging to him, he kept her upright as he fucked her through it, his own following shortly after.

There was no way to perfectly describe the feeling of hot cum spurting into her aching cunt, but it was heavenly. Tears reached her eyes as she nuzzled her face into his chest, biting down hard again as he slapped a few times over her clit to make her orgasm extend a bit. Plus, she did love a bit of pain.

“Holy shit.” He laughed in slight disbelief, pulling out of her. He kissed her face a few times, pulling the shower head back down and keeping the setting normal as he gently began to wash her up. Y/N was dizzy, happy and sated, letting Harry do as he pleased with cleaning them up.

“How’d you feel about that?”’ He asked curiously, body buzzing with post orgasm bliss.

“Mm… we are doing that again.”

[glilboy]

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i tried so hard to finish this afterworo and before bed lol. the first part did, so well? im genuinely shocked ill be honest. hope this one is just as good.

requests are open btw!!

tws below the cut

Warning! This work of fiction contains mentions of quirofilia, strength kink, dom/sub dynamics implications and general explicit topics

San:

"Baby just let me play it I just want to get us to the same level," San whined at you about a game you both played. He practically coaxed you into playing but now you genuinely enjoyed it, being hesitent to let him get you farther.

"I want to experience it myself though Sannie," you pouted back at him leaning your head on his shoulder.

"I just want to do the things you've been avoiding! It'll give you enough experience to be the same level, please," his voice became higher pitched which was your call to just let him do it.

"Whatever," you said in a fake angry voice, instantly giggling, "you do that, I'm gonna go grab a snack." You hopped up and off the bed, leaving your phone for him to mess with.

Picking up your phone, happy he got his way, he went to open the app but one was already open.

Humming he read a bit and when he read his name he twitched a little. So this was what you liked. San made you extremely nervous which caused you to be a bit hesitant to share what you liked in bed. You planned to tell him one day but he hurried that process up.

Hearing you coming back he quickly opened the right app even though he now had no actual intention to progress you.

"I am back!" you smiled plopping down with some cut fruit.

"No shit," he mused causing you to roll your eyes with a smile. His brain itching to do something now, an idea popped in seeing you eat the fruit.

Taking a piece of strawberry he held it up to your lips, you unknowingly smiled and took the fruit into your mouth. His breathing accelerated. Waiting a few minutes before he took another piece, he at first popped a piece into his mouth then grabbing another to hold it up again. You took the piece but a muffled sound of surprise came out with it when san shoved his fingers inside a bit.

Looking at him wide eyed and confused you met his which looked at you intensely. You didn't even have a chance to stop yourself before you started to suck his fingers.

"Fuck," he mumbled his gaze going a bit hazy at seeing you like this.

After sucking on his fingers for a moment you let go with a pop.

"You should really let me read more of those stories Y/N," him saying that is what made it all hit.

"Wait- oh shit," you mumbled before he took your jaw in one of his hands squishing your mouth open. The other holding another piece and pressing it to your tongue.

"I would've known sooner just how pretty you think my hands are dear."

Mingi:

Mingi could feel his face turn red, not suspecting is seemingly soft tasted girlfriend to read stuff like this. He was just trying to help! You were busy cooking dinner and asked him to send a text back to your friend, forgetting what you were last doing.

He gulped and set down your phone once sending the message. He wanted to talk about it but he had no clue how to bring it up. Once seated eating dinner you could feel the energy was off since earlier he was in such a great mood. You chose to ask about it after the meal not wanting to have an awkward dinner.

Washing the dishes you didn't feel Mingi approach from behind until he wrapped his hands around your waist.

"Hm? What's up baby?" You hummed softly with a smile.

"Can you do the dishes later...I need to talk to you about something," He set his chin on your shoulder and you could just hear a slight pout in his voice.

Drying off your hands you turned around to look at him, "what's up Mingi?"

He leaned up and took a deep breathe making you a bit worried.

"I- um fuck- Y/N I saw whats on your phone," he hesitated before just ripping off the bandaid.

Your face instantly dropped mumbling a small "ah fuck"

You stayed silent with his hands sitting on your waist. You looked at him before speaking, "Gi, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. Do you want to talk about how you feel about seeing it? I'm sure you're pissed."

He tilted his head questioningly at the end, "What no- I mean, like yeah it could be weird but you're reading about me so I don't see an issue, at least as of now."

You we're now pretty puzzled, a bit tongue tied. If you remembered right, the work you had been reading was well pretty aggressive so you were sure Mingi would be weirded out. He was a soft guy and you guys experimented occasionally but nothing that far.

Being able to tell you got in your head he spoke again, "I liked it. I...liked it Y/N."

Looking back at him, his hands tightened on your waist and he moved closer so your lips brushed each others.

"Please- Fuck, can we try it?"

wooyoung:

"Y/N! Can I use your phone for a second?" Wooyoung whined laying on the bed while you we're folding laundry. He wanted attention but you had chores to do.

"Why?" You looked at him weird, knowing he was up to something.

"You'll see," he smiled, just wanting to take selfies on your phone but opened it to a book of sorts.

Curiosity got the best of him as he skimmed the page, a faint blush creeping up his neck. You guys had done a lot but something in him was set off, a smile creeping up his lips.

"Pervert," He spoke deadpanned up at you making you frown before it clicked.

"Wooyoung."

"Y/N."

A moment passed before suddenly he popped up, grabbing your hair and forcing your face into the bed. A giggle sounded from behind you as he leaned down to talk into your ear, "You read stuff like that? You're that horny for just me that you read that kind of shit? Lord your fucking head over heels for me."

"Shut the fuck up-" Your voice got cut off as he lifted you up by your hair, a hand wrapping around your throat making your mind flutter.

"Say that one more time and I'll fuck your face until you pass out like that little book dear."

Jongho:

It was supposed to be a night filled with movies, snacks, giggles and cuddles but your bladder decided to change the trajectory of the night. Excusing yourself to the bathroom you left your phone on the table faced up, not remembering that you left your tumblr notifications on around someone. The phone pinged three times in a row, making Jongho curious to which he glanced over at it.

'c. j 10:15

strength kink'

"What," he said outloud.

Clicking on the notification he began to read the work, blushing at it and embarrassed that he..liked it. Licking his lips he looked around a bit flustered.

When he heard the bathroom door shut he quickly set your phone back down, trying to not awkwardly sit there. You came back like nothing was wrong, cuddling into his side continuing to watch the film.

This is where a few days passed, each day driving Jongho more and more up the wall. Hiding in the bathroom at the studio just to get off without the chance of being caught, at least by you. Scenarios spinning in his head constantly making him want to do anything and everything at once.

When he got home that day you weren't there, his need skyrocketing to the moon. He quickly made it to your bed room and moved to the bed taking off his shirt in the process. He searched around frantically for anything of yours, spotting a t-shirt a few feet away. He pulled down his sweats letting his member spring free, bringing the shirt up to his face to inhale your scent and began to jerk off.

You on the other hand just had your friend drop you off, you jumping up the stairs excited to bring home some pastries to your boyfriend. Coming inside you quickly slipped off your shoes and looked around for him. Seeing he wasn't in the living room you headed towards your bedroom asumming he was there. Opening the door to a sight to see, Jongho jerking himself off while smelling your shirt.

You stood there silent until he opened his eyes, him now being in such a deep mindspace he didn't even seem phased. Slipping his pants back up he waltzed over to you and stood there staring at you.

"I've been going fucking insane, Y/N," he spoke getting closer, shutting the door behind you.

"What do you mean baby?" You asked softly at him. He smiled a bit and lifted a hand to your shoulder making you inhale.

"Your little fucking stories Y/N."

You looked at him wide eyed, thinking you might know which one he saw. "Jo- Fuck I'm sorry, oh god," you began to frantically apologize.

That was when he picked you up and held you up against the wall with one arm, the other hand sitting lazily around your neck.

"No. No. You've been driving me crazy in a good way. Now let me fuck you against this wall unless you want me cumming in your t-shirt."