#they need to sneak around and steal from him and make deals to ask for his help

[engiebabey]

Sending in another ask bc I love ur writing style!!

I yearn for a babysitter scout

Anything you wanna do for him is fine!

:3

doing some hcs! i divided it into three parts bc i think he acts differently with different age groups of littles

warnings: talks of crying/tantrums, one mention of death, one mention of fighting, use of "big brother"

(0-2) babyspace

literally the definition of "fake it till you make it", since scout's usually the youngest of whatever group he's in (whether that be the mercs or his family), he's never had to take care of a baby before

holds you pretty awkwardly but surprisingly safe because he's scared of dropping you

will try to talk to you and expect answers until he remembers you're a baby

"so, uh, what kinda games you wanna play?" "ah?" "oh, yeah, nevermind."

gives you random objects to teeth/drool on like clean socks and spoons from the kitchen

usually doesn't like to ask for help, but if you wear diaps, he will 100% go to spy or engie and hold you up like a wet little cat and ask "help how do i change this thing"

weirdly likes making bottles. thinks it's relaxing to fill it up and feed you

favorite thing is to make you laugh. he'll do the thingy wear he tears paper to make you squeal and giggle. hearing you laugh makes him laugh

literally the only time scout has any patience is when he's taking care of you

tries putting you down for a nap and ends up sleeping with you because he doesn't want to leave you

good at calming you down when you cry

"shh, kid, it's okay, big brother's right here"

(3-4) toddlers

he enjoys that you're able to talk with him because all he does is talk

will tell you jokes and you usually don't get the punchline because it's something tom jones or death related

eats your snacks with you. like straight up steals handfuls of cheerios and yogurt bites off your table, he thinks they're delicious

tries to sneak bonk! into your sippy cup and gets yelled at by the other mercs later when you won't take a nap

tries to pay attention to you but always gets distracted, loses you very easily. by the time scout turns around, you're halfway down the other side of the hallway

makes a very poor attempt to teach you baseball, but it usually just devolves into a clumsy game of catch instead

if you won't eat, he either does "here comes the airplane!" or pretends to eat your food to make you jealous

calls his mom when you won't behave, "hey ma, how did ya deal with me when i was a kid?"

thinks it's hilarious to tickle you, will bring out the tickle monster

has a hard time trying to deal with tantrums, usually tries the distraction method of presenting toys to you. if you're really sobbing, he'll wait it out because he doesn't want to upset you further

(5+) kiddos

he's weirdly a lot more chill the older you are in regression, he feels he needs to have rules and guidelines for the littles, but if you're more of a kid, then he is laidback

huge arts and crafts kinda guy, since he likes doodling himself, it's very easy for the two of you to spend an afternoon just scribbling and coloring

you will probably spend more time outside than inside, tbh. he'll bring out balls and chalk and bubbles, anything you want to keep you entertained

will come up with a secret handshake with you (that both of you will forget within the hour and make up a new one)

so many cartoons. he likes watching them anyways so it's a no-brainer for babysitting

if you play with dolls, scout will make them fight each other

loves loves loves games, from hide and seek to the floor is lava to even just counting, he will make everything into a competition

he'll let you win on purpose though because it makes him happy to see you happy

"i can't believe you beat me again, toots! you gotta give your big brother a chance next time, yeah?"

will let you give him a makeover! if you have makeup, he'll use it, but usually it's just acrylic paint or washable markers because no one else at the base owns makeup

lets you stay up way past your bedtime, especially when it's movie night

holds dance parties in the common area oh yeah !!! they typically end up in scout trying to dance battle

banner by me :)

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But Keir must have known, too. And said simply to Rhysand, “I want out. I want space. I want my people to be free of this mountain.” “You have every comfort,” I finally said. “And yet it is not enough?” Keir ignored me as well. As I’m sure he ignored most women in his life.”

Wow Feyre, what a wild thing to say after leaving your ex over being locked up in a mansion.

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𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽 1

⚠️ spoilers in the warnings ⚠️

swearing, Stalking, pet names, degradation, namecalling, public masturbation, dark!rafe, mean!rafe, perv!rafe, mentions of cum play, mentions of unprotected P in V, ownership kink, mentions of rough oral, violence, threats, blackmail, fighting, blood, gore, mentions of sextortion, Rafe sneaks into the reader's room, panty stealing, panty sniffing, takes pictures of the reader's private images, cum tasting, oral male receiving, oral female receiving, twist dark reader, mutual obsession, rough oral, gagging, kissing, reader doesn't ask rafe if he wants to go further than oral but he does and she starts anyway, messy sex, squirting, praise, drinking, smoking, mentions of drug use

𝓫𝓮𝓽𝓪 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓶𝓬𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓸𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮

Rafe’s POV:

I look out into the sea of college students piled on the road and grass. Booze, smoke, and sex hang heavily in the air. The fact that we haven’t got busted yet is a borderline miracle, the type of miracle I need because I – a fuckin’ idiot – didn’t ask for her number.

I stand near the kegs, not close enough to work them but close enough to see it as well as the front door of Phi Mu. Three hours and still no y/n. Where’s my girl? I take a pull from the bottle as my nerves start to creep in. What if she’s with Billy? What if she never left the house?

I swallow thickly, looking toward the sorority.

All of the lights are off. A soft glow of light shines from the side of the house, making my heart sink. No.

Pushing through the party, I make my way toward the house, my heart ramping up as I think about her and Billy not leaving. My jaw coils tight, teeth gritted.

What am I gonna do if he is? My threats weren’t enough. I’m gonna need to do something drastic. All my thoughts come to a screeching halt as I go to the window, looking into her empty bedroom. I turn fast, breaking into a trot, peering into Billy’s window.

Empty.

I can feel my heart rate slow, my tense shoulders falling. She’d never do that to me. Who am I kidding? She wanted me at the coffee shop. I pretty much sealed the deal at the car wash. She’s lookin’ for me. Fuck. ‘Course she is… I walk through the grass and head back to the party. The bass-heavy music thunders through the night air, making it hard to think about much more than the task at hand… Finding my girl.

I shove through the dense crowd, my head swiveling as I scan the crowd. My breathing is shallow, my heart rate climbing with every passing second, leaving me all but suffocated.

My head snaps to the side, catching a glimpse, nearly missing her as she gets swallowed up in the crowd. Or was that her? Am I seeing shit now?

I reach up, tugging at the collar of my t-shirt as my breathing tightens.

What if she found someone else? What if Billy was the least of my worries this entire time? My hands curl into my fists at the thought.

Billy’s looking for her, too. I know he is. If he wasn’t, he’d be out here. That fucker is always somewhere near the kegs. I told him y/n was off-limits. I thought I made that shit crystal clear. The coffee shop, the car wash… She was clearly interested in me.

She’s mine.

Even if she doesn’t know it yet, I don’t think these boys know how far I’d go to get what I want.

I want her.

I see another flash of hair to my left. Princess? I push through the crowd, following her just like I was this afternoon on campus, swerving and pushing through the crowd. “Y/n,” I call over the music. She turns around… Just some girl. Shit. A fuckin’ gut punch as she turns back around and joins her group of friends.

“Rafe!” One of the underclassmen calls out. “Bro – you good?” Clenching my jaw, I look over and nod, barely sparing them a glance as I continue to search.

I watch a couple disappear between the frat and the sorority, falling into the darkness. The boy pushes her against the wall before their lips lock, and for a split second, I think it’s her. My nerves ramp up, painting the worst-case scenarios: y/n’s face on her body and Billy’s on his. I rub my clammy hands against my jeans, my stomach turning. “Dammit,” I hiss, brushing my fingers through my hair nervously, my breathing erratic.

“The fuck are you on, Cameron?” Those same boys chuckle, pulling me out of my downward spiral. God, I must look like a fuckin’ mess.

“E,” I lie as I roll the tension out of my neck.

“E?” One of them asks with a wolfish grin. “You sharin’ or what?”

“Money talks, man. I’m sure as shit not sharin’ anything with you,” I snicker as I lift the liquor to my lips, drowning some more. The party grows louder as I stand there, trying to think of my next move.

I hear a familiar bubbly laugh. Cassie. Y/n’s sorority sister… Her face is plastered all over Y/n’s Instagram. If there’s someone who knows where she is, it’s her. I stalk to their group, frantic.

“Have you seen Y/n?” I interrupt them before I can think about it for another moment. Cassie blinks a few times, taken aback. I mean, we’ve never fuckin’ talked before.

”Uh, no… I don’t think so…” She watches me cautiously. “Why?” She asks curiously.

Jesus fucking christ. This is gonna get me nowhere.

I turn on my heels as my frustration mounts; I walk back to the underclassmen at the keg. The plastic trembles as I fill it to the brim with lukewarm beer. “…yeah, I’m supposed to buy some coke off Billy, but that fucker said he was lookin’ for someone.”

“Who?” The other boy asks, making my blood boil because I already know the answer.

“That Phi Mu girl he’s always talkin’ about. I don’t know. She’s hot as fuck.” I feel the liquid trickle down my forearm. Looking down, I realize I cracked my cup from my grip. Fuck, he’s a tough learner, isn’t he? My threats went in one ear and out the other.

That bitch probably thinks I’m a joke. He’s probably walkin’ around right now. Stalking her like she’s a fuckin’ animal.

I take a deep breath, looking down at the beer still leaking down my arm. I close my eyes, trying to calm down and gather my thoughts. You gotta be smart about this, Rafe.

I clear my throat, making my face passive before I make my first move.

“Hey,” I call out to the guys that were talking. “You guys got Billy’s number? Yeah?”

”Mhmm,” one of them hums. “‘Course.”

I lift my phone, feigning nonchalance. “Got shit service out here. Tell Billy his girl’s at the frat.”

One of them jabs the other in the side, gesturing for him to pull out his phone and send it off. His face glows in the light, the underclassmen quickly shoving it in his pocket as I swallow the rest of my beer, trying to remain uninterested, just hoping that he didn’t mention anything about me being the one to say I saw her.

“Thanks, buddy,” I smile, slapping him on the shoulder as I step toward the party's fringe, leaving the chaos behind to focus on watching for him. Billy thinks he makes the rules. He thinks he can disrespect me? No one fuckin’ disrespects me.

Billy.

That smug bitch struts toward the frat house, cig dangling from his lips, his head tilted down as he checks his texts. I can’t help but smile as something goes my way. Finally. Thankfully, I’ll get to take care of him first.

Billy sucks down the rest of his cigarette before flicking it into the dewy grass. He reaches up, unbuttoning the top button on his shirt and raking his fingers through his sandy blonde hair before setting his backward cap back on.

His lips curl upward the closer and closer he gets, no doubt thinking about ruining my girl in his room. He has no clue what he’s walkin’ into. I take a deep breath, moving toward the frat house, pushing through the crowd on the front lawn. “Billy! Hey, man, I’ve been lookin’ for you.”

Billy turns over his shoulder like he had been caught, and he had. “What’s up, Cameron?” Billy asks, stuffing his phone in his pocket. I fight the urge to eye it. He’s texting my girl, I’m sure.

“Heard you got some yayo,” I smirk. “That true?” Billy stands there for a moment, running through scenarios in his head. His expressions ebbing between confusion and annoyance as I ask him for shit he knows I already have.

I shrug casually before continuing. “You holdin’ out on me, man. C’mon. I got cash. You got the shit, buddy. M’not trying to hold you up. Just need a bump,” I soften my voice on purpose to make it harder for him to hear me. Billy furrows his eyebrows, leaning closer to me.

“What?” He shouts. “Can’t fuckin’ hear you, man.” I nod over to the billiards room, making him roll his eyes and suck his teeth. Billy shoves his hands in his pockets, making his way toward the pool room without a fight. It’s not like he could tell me where he was goin’ or who he was lookin’ for… We were both puttin’ on an act.

I reach back, pulling the large wooden door shut behind me. Billy looks over at me, his eyes narrowing on mine, and at that moment, I swear he knows why he asked him in here, and it has nothing to do with a sale. He knows I’m here to settle the score. The music muffles to an eerie quiet as the tension between us builds. We both know if shit happens in here, no one’s hearin’. This is between him and I. No one’s stoppin’ this fight.

Billy’s arms flex as he crosses them over his chest, growing impatient regardless. “What’s this about, Rafe?” He asks annoyedly as he scratches his chin. A wicked smile plays on my lips; I turn slightly, clicking the lock into place, letting him know that his suspicions are valid and the threat is real. “Holy shit. Say somethin’, you fuckin’ psycho.”

“You know exactly where we’re in here, Billy. Why don’t you tell me? Huh?” I ask as I shove him roughly, sending him deeper into the dark room. “I made myself clear. She’s mine. And here you are, goin’ behind my back, lookin’ for her.”

Billy’s eyebrows shoot up, shifting his stance to make himself look bigger. He wasn’t gonna let this go without a fight. That’s fine – neither was I.

“Oh, I heard you, Rafe,” Billy chuckles smugly, his tongue gliding along his bottom lip

“I’m not gonna say it again. Aight. She’s mine. Stay. Away. From y/n,” I warn with a casual dominance.

Billy chuckles, his wild blue eyes glinting, inviting the challenge with open arms.

“Or what, Richy Rich? You gonna throw a tantrum every time you don’t get pussy. Run that mouth of yours every time a girl chooses me over you. She made it clear who she wants, and it ain’t you.”

“Bullshit.”

“That’s why she’s texting me this, huh?” He asks as he takes out his phone, showing off a picture of Y/n from the car wash. Her beautiful body is soaking wet as she gives him a look that would have had me cumming all over my phone again and again. The looks that’s only meant for me.

“Bitch-” Billy hisses as my hands grip the front of his shirt, shoving him against the pool table. Billy pushes me off, making me stumble back into the wall. ”Careful,” Billy barks, “you’re gettin’ yourself into shit you can’t finish. You’re not scaring me, bitch boy, Get the FUCK out of my way.”

He pushes me, but the contact is all I need. I grab him by the arm, throwing him off his feet and onto the floor. The impact echoes through the room as he hits the ground hard, fighting for the breath he lost. Billy quickly scrambles through his feet, charging fast.

I put my full weight into my punch, swinging for his jaw. He dodges, delivering a quick, brutal jab to my ribs. I land a punch, the blow plowing the side of Billy’s head, making him stumble back and onto the pool table, sending the pool balls scattering.

I grab him by his shirt, ripping the material in the process, tossing him to the ground like trash. “You don’t get to win. You don’t fuckin’ get her,” I shout as I stand over his body, lifting my foot to stomp on his chest, making him recoil in pain.

“And you think you do?” Billy grunts, kicking out my feet, making me stagger. He rises to his feet, chest heaving with effort. “Y/n doesn't even know you, Rafe. You met here once.” He scoffs. “One fuckin’ day. One. You’re just some obsessed fuck,” he spits as blood bubbles out of his mouth.

”Obsessed?” I laugh, shaking my head at him. “Obsessed. Maybe I’m just givin’ her what she deserves. Huh? She doesn’t need some weak pussy playin’ the long game. She needs a man who takes what he wants,” I reach down, grabbing a pool stick off the table as the room blurs, anger overtaking my being. I swing the stick, nailing Billy’s face, sending his head snapping to the side before his body tumbles to the floor. Blood spurts from his face, gathering in a puddle around his head.

Message delivered.

Billy lets out a small, feeble breath. Still alive. Barely. I roll my eyes, crouching next to his limp body, listening to his labored breaths. "You don't get to even think about her again. You stay the hell away from her, or you won’t be able to get up next time." Billy’s eyes flicker to mine before dropping down in defeat.

“Fuck you, Rafe. M’gonna tell her everything,” he mumbles, barely audible as he fights for consciousness. His blood continues to spill from his lips, making a grin grow on my face.

”No, you’re not. ‘Cause if you do, that little scandal you thought was long gone will be far from over. I’ll drag that shit out of the dirt and drag you with it, you pathetic fuck. $15,000 to some whore in Vegas after she recorded you stroking your shit online? You haven’t even finished payin’ your debt to me, asshole.”

“You got no fuckin’ proof.”

“Bullshit, I do. She was blackmailing you then, and I’m blackmailin’ you now. You don’t think I don’t have those pictures. Paid that nasty slut $5,000 extra just to keep ‘em in case of emergency and shittt… Look at what we got ourselves into, huh?” I chuckle cruelly. “Checkmate, bitch.”

I stand up, smoothing out my shirt, making myself half-presentable for her. "You can be my brother, Bills, or my enemy. Don’t make me end you.” I turn on my heels, heading toward the door, locking it from the outside. I smile as I take a few more steps, satisfied for the moment, pinching the volume button on the speakers before cranking it up even louder, drowning out any noises Billy dares to make.

I let out a loud breath, returning to my earlier thoughts.

Where the hell is she?

𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽 3

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『 bloodhound. || mihawk x reader 』

[PART 3 OF 4 - ONE PIECE'S KINKTOBER] - MIHAWK VER.

[SHANKS VER.] [BUGGY VER.] [SANJI VER.]

pairing: mihawk x f!reader words: lenghtyyyyy summary: your thievery catches the eye of a man who likes to take on every challenge that crosses him, only he did not know you were a bigger challenge than he anticipated. warnings: mihawk uses you. just assume the worst when reading my stuff. angst; smut; fluff.

You weren't a pirate, but somehow you got yourself a pretty little wanted poster. 10 million Berries, not bad! Not bad at all for someone who only committed a little theft.

Obviously by "a little theft" you meant stealing from the biggest banks and richest families - you just happened to like shiny things!

You got under the Marines' radar when you managed to infiltrate the base and steal some of their maps - yes, they weren't shiny or pretty, but the money you were about to get for them from the likes of Arlong and Buggy sure was. You made deals with good people and bad people alike, who they were mattered not to you - it only mattered that their money was real.

"You busy?" The Vice-Admiral's voice sounded in Mihawk's ear.

The man, who was sleeping, his hat covering his eyes, furrowed his eyebrows and groaned internally at the voice he now found annoying.

"I was, Vice-Admiral, but I find myself free now that you woke me." The man answered, an impertinent tone in his voice.

"I got you a new prey."

Interested in the way he described you (as a prey), Mihawk listened attentively to the instructions the Vice Admiral gave him.

"A thief? You woke me and are sending me out to sea, because of a little girl who stole some stuff?" Mihawk asked with a condescending tone.

"Not some stuff. Too much stuff."

The man rolled his eyes as he made his way to his small ship

"And the Marines are not able to catch her?"

"I think you will find the task harder than it seems, Mihawk."

With those final words, the Vice Admiral hung up, tired of Mihawk's judging and condescending tone. The man groaned, getting a little tired of these seemingly easy tasks the Marine sent him on - he was a Warlord, for fuck's sake, and the Marines used him to go after a measly thief...

You, on the other hand, rested on the shore of an island whose name you didn't care to learn. You hadn't robbed anyone or anything on it yet, so you wanted to enjoy the sea, the sand and the food while no one was looking for you (even though someone already was, you just didn't know it yet). You were very confident in your skills, constantly changing your look, attire and personality to make you harder to find or recognize. Few people ever suspected you, and so the confidence that you'd never be caught grew.

Obviously it didn't take Mihawk long before he was able to find you - all he had to do was ask around which islands had recently been tragets of many robberies and find the closest island that had yet no reports of such a thing happening.

"Have you heard? Dracule Mihawk is here! I'm sure I saw him, you can see his sword from miles away!" You heard someone whisper as you walked the streets of the island.

Your furrowed your brows at the information... Dracule Mihawk? What would a Warlord be doing in such a small island? Unless...

Your eyes widened in realization.

Shit.

Maybe you weren't as careful as you thought, maybe you weren't as good as you thought, and maybe you weren't as "uncatchable" and untraceable as you thought. If he was able to find you within a couple days of setting foot on the island, Mihawk surely would be able to spot you.

Shit. Fuck.

You needed to sneak on a ship that very night and get the fuck out before the man found you. You kept cursing internally as you had to leave the island before even being able to steal anything - but it was either leaving empty handed or leaving tied up.

For the time being, you hid on the island's vast forest, where you were sure he wouldn't look, waiting for the moon to come out.

When the sun began setting in the horizon, you made your way out of the dense jungle and headed to the island's port, looking for the biggest and most crowded ship - the more people it had and the bigger it was, the hardest to spot you, the unsolicited company, would be.

"I had to admit, I thought the whispers of my arrival would ruin our encounter, yet here we are." You heard a male voice speak behind you, as you walked on the port's creaky wooden floors.

You slowly turned around to unfortunately find the man tasked with bringing you to the Marines. You smiled innocently and held your hands up in surrender.

"Sorry Sir! Think you got the wrong person, I'm just boarding now!"

Your lies didn't work on Mihawk, that just rolled his eyes at you.

"Boarding? No ship is boarding at the moment, as both of us can very clearly see. I know who you are girl, make this easier for yourself and give in."

You smirked and scoffed at the man.

"Can't believe the Marines sent a Warlord after me, am I that dangerous?" You said, placing a hand over your chest, pretending to be shocked.

Mihawk was a little surprised about your change in demeanor, but he (obviously) didn't show it.

"Neither can I." He said honestly, with a sigh that showed the utmost boredom "So let's make this quick shall we?"

Your eyes were set on his sword and necklace. They were intersting... Pretty and... shiny. Oh you wanted them, you wanted them bad. Especially since you didn't get to steal anything in the island. You knew you'd hardly be able to steal the big heavy sword, but the little cross on his neck? Child's play.

You switched your confident expression to a fake shocked, sad one and walked over to him slowly, with your wrists together in front of you - you pretended to give yourself in for the sake of getting closer.

Mihawk's confidence, boredom and belief that he was better than anyone and capable of outsmarting every opponent, as well as the fact that he underestimated you, were fulcral for your escape plan.

When trying to find a ship, you spotted a couple that had left not long ago and would be easy to swim to. For you, obviously, not for Mihawk that carried

The Warlord was not surprised you gave youself in, some people would do so in hopes to fall in the Marines' good graces and get better sentencing.

"Pretty knife you got there." You said, pointing to his sword

Mihawk furrowed his eyebrows and, while he was busy being offended you called Yoru a "knife", you grabbed the cross on his neck and dove into the water, furiously swimming towards one of the boats that had left not long ago, but was far away enough from shore for Mihawk not to be able to follow you.

"Fuck!" He yelled.

It was dark and the waves were wild, it was impossible to follow you with his sight, let alone physically. And he couldn't attack the ship - it was full of civilians.

When you reached a ship, you pretended to be a scared woman that had fallen overboard in another ship and they immediately took you in and offered you food and clothes, in an attempt to make up for the supposed trauma you'd told them about.

You were the number one thing on Mihawk's priprity list from that day on - he was obsessed with you. Any other targeted ordered by the Marine was ignored or done as a side quest as he looked for you - the woman that had stolen his necklace and worse, the one that outsmarted him.

On the other hand, you were giddy you were able to pull it off, and wore the necklace (hidden, of course, as to not raise suspicion) as a prize.

You wouldn't see each other for two months. You thought you were safe from his radar, but that couldn't be further from the truth. To be fair, you knew that if he was looking for you, he'd be at the big ball hosted by Kaya, and you knew it'd be risky to attend but you absolutely couldn't miss it - so many people to steal from, so much jewelry... A paradise to you.

So you did your best to disguise yourself: a dress far more revealing than usual, to take away attention from your somewhat recognizable face and a long, black wig with a fringe and two strands on each side that framed your face, hiding your features even more.

Mihawk refused to leave Yoru behind, even if it meant you'd recognize him in the middle of the crowd. He was determined to get you, no matter what means he had to use.

You waited a while before starting to swipe stuff - you wanted to give people time to get somehwat drunk. That would make it so they wouldn't notice their things vanish so easily and, as a bonus, they'd probably blame the loss of their items on the alcohol, and not on a thief. It was perfect.

You hid the sutff you had stolen on your pouch, in hidden places on your outfit and, in some cases, you wore the jewelry as if it was yours.

The party was cut short on your end when you saw a feathery had and a shiny sword walk in the big doors of the mansion.

"Oh... Shit." You cursed under your breath and scanned the room to find the best exit.

The stress and fear of the Warlord seemingly still following you made your brain momentarily stop, and you did not stop to think that someone hurriedly making their way out right as he walks in would be suspicious.

"Gotcha." He thought, with a smirk, as he spotted you making your way to the back.

Before you could get far, a large hand captured your wrist.

"Leaving so soon? Why don't we dance for a little, my lady." Mihawk whispered in your ear.

You had no time to reply as he spun you around and pulled you to his chest.

"You have something that belongs to me, Y/N." He whispered again.

To the unknowing eye, it would seem you and Mihawk were simply dancing to the song, but you were very much fighting, although not in a way that would alert the other guests that they were in possible danger.

"Why don't you come find it?" You suggested with a smirk, as the man spun you into his chest.

"There will be plenty of time to find it, trust me." His hands travelled your body, looking for the cross you had stolen, correctly assuming you kept it close, instead finding several compartments with jewelry "Is this all you've stolen tonight?" Mihawk asks, amused.

You chuckled.

"I was just beginning, until someone crashed the party."

Mihawk pulled you close once more.

"I doubt you're in the guest list, I'm hardly the only one crashing a party."

"So now what?" You asked with a scoff, looking up at his big, yellow eyes "You take me in and hand me to the Marines?"

Mihawk scanned your face - you were good. You had just been caught, yet you displayed no trace of stress, despair, panic... In fact, you looked confident. And Mihawk wasn't sure if that impressed him, agered him, or aroused him. For you to be so confident in the face of power and danger... that stirred up something in him that he wasn't sure how to describe.

"I'm not so sure. You've made this personal when you stole my belongings." He replied, with an expression you couldn't decipher.

"I also made fun of your pretty sword." You said with a giggle.

That was the turning point that had Mihawk swing you over his shoulder and carry you out. Some guests were far too drunk to process what had happened and the ones that weren't simply didn't care - they had free food and drinks, why should they care.

The man carried you out to the garden, to a secluded place surrounded by bushes, trees and tall flowers. There was a small gazebo in the center but it was far away enough Mihawk was sure no one would come snooping.

"That's it. Where is it!?" He asked, as if you had wasted his patience completely (which you had).

Mihawk not-so-carefully threw you on the ground and straddled you, making you groan when your head hit the hard wooden floor.

When he obtained no response, his hands began searching you, taking out every piece of jewelry he found - your pouch, your hidden pockets, your body.

"Hey!" You complained, gathering the jewelry others had worked so hard for (and you had worked so hard to steal from) as best as you could.

"Where is it!?" Mihawk growled, his face, centimiters away from yours, as his hands angrily gripped your thighs.

You knew you had no way out of it now, so you might as well succumb to his wishes.

Mihawk watched as you slid off the straps of your dress and pulled it down slightly, to reveal that his necklace was stored in your bra, between your tits. You giggled in his face, making him even angrier.

"You know what?..." The man began, taking his cross away from you and placing it down far away "You've caused me a lot of trouble... and most of all you made fun of me to my face."

His hand made its way from your thigh to your neck, gripping it slightly, before bending over to whisper in your ear.

"I think I've just found a way for you to pay for all the trouble."

For a second you thought he was going to kill you - even though choking wasn't his style, nothing was off the table, you thought. It was only when you saw a lustful glint in his eye that you understood what he meant.

"You like to fuck all of the criminals you find along the way?" You teased with a smirk.

Mihawk stood up and, as he did so, he gripped your hair and made you kneel in front of him.

"Can't wait to shut that pretty little mouth of yours." He says through gritted teeth, as he pulled out his cock and slapped it against your cheek a couple times.

You obidiently open your mouth as you look up at him with big eyes, and he shoves his lenght in your mouth. The man gathered your hair in a ponytail, making it easier to control you and fuck your face.

"Who knew you could be such a good girl? Hm?"

You could only moan in responde and grip his thighs for support. When you looked up at him again tears brimmed in your eyes, from how hard he was fucking your mouth.

When the man pulled out, you gasped for air, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his tip.

"Feel like talking back now, brat?" Mihawk asked, voice dripping in fake pity.

You opened your mark to hit him with a snappy remark, but he took the oportunity to shove his cock back into your mouth, efffectively shutting you up once more.

You gagged on his cock over and over, a tear rolling down your cheek and eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as he fucked your throat.

Mihawk's abdomen clenched as he felt himself getting closer and closer to climax, and just then he pulled away from your mouth.

The smudged makeup running down your face and swollen mouth alone would've been good enough to make him cum - oh how he loved putting brats in their place.

The man sat with his back leaning against one of the sturdy wooden collumns, and patted his thigh, signaling for you to sit on his lap.

"What makes you think I won't just run away." You asked with a broken voice, your throat a little dry from him fucking you.

Mihawk scoffed as you crawled over to him.

"I know you won't." The man responded in a cocky voice.

Worst part was that he was right.

As you straddled him, one of his arms wrapped around you, keeping you hovering over his cock. The man pulled up your dress and pushed your panties aside so he could access your pussy.

"Oh but you like being used, don't you? You like being a fuck toy, right princess? Just a hole for me to fuck?" Mihawk asked condescendingly, as he ran two fingers along your dripping folds.

You bit your lip as you heard those foul (and very true) words leave his lips.

"Answer me." He demanded through gritted teeth, delivering a harsh smack to your yes.

"I do- I love being used by you."

Mihawk chuckled, running his tip alolng your folds.

"I can tell, princess."

His tip found your entrance, and he had no mercy on you. He slammed you down on his cock. You gripped his shoulders, and your mouth fell open - although you were incapable of making a single noise.

The arm that was gripped around your waist controlled your movements as his hips slammed up against you, fucking you at an inhuman pace.

"Come on princess, don't you like being a brat? I dare you to try it now." Mihawk dared, whispering the last part in your ear.

"I- I won't be! Fuck- sorry!" You apologised between pants and moans, your eyes barely open.

"That's a good girl." He praised, nearly out of breath from fucking you.

"You feel good... so good." You admitted in a husky voice, earning a smirk from Mihawk and a spank that was meant to be a reward (and you took it as such).

The Warlord attached his lips to yours in an animalistic kiss, accentuating the fact that he was in control, he owned you in that moment.

You moaned incessantly into the kiss, mixing with his groans, as you gripped his shoulders.

"You look- you look so much better like this. Being obedient, with my cock deep in you."

The way you bounced on his cock became sloppy, as did his thrust, signaling you were both close to climax.

Mihawk bit and sucked your neck, marking you as best as he possibly could at that point.

"Fuck Mihawk I'm gonna cum!"

The hand that was not busy gripping your ass flew to your neck, choking you just the right way - in a way that almost made you cum.

"Did I tell you you could? Beg." He demanded through gritted teeth.

Your legs faltered at your command, but his hand held you up.

"Please, please Mihawk... I need to cum, please!"

Your high-pitched moan combined with the way you begged was enough to make him give you the green light.

You came on his cock, a loud whine and a call for his name leaving your lips. Mihawk grabbed your hips and snapped his against yours until ropes of cum filled you up.

The both of you stayed still, regaining your breaths and resuming the tension of the pre-sex moment.

Mihawk reached out to grab the cross that you had stolen from him and wrapped it around his neck once more, enjoying the familiarity of the item.

"I guess you gotta hand me over, hm..." You said, in a fake sad voice, trying to appeal to his soft side now that you had his dick in you.

He simply scoffed.

"You won't get sympathy from me, princess." The Warlord said, placing his hands on your ass "However, this world does need a few new wild cards, it's getting boring. And you have the right attitude, I think you'd have a lot more use beside me, as a student, rather than in a cell."

It was almost as if he was debating with himself about the theme as he exposed it to you.

Before you could speak, Mihawk anticipated himself.

"You'll have plenty Berry to buy your shiny paraphernalia..." He clarified, rolling his eyes.

"Well... Having your grumoy self as a teacher beats being behind bars... so I guess you got yourself a student."

[bella-goths-wife]

How do the Vees react to their pet playing favorites? Like, one moment they like Vox the most but next Velvette is the favorite?

How would the Vs react to pet playing favourites?

Warnings: abuse, Valentino, SA mentions, punishments but not specified

Vox:

I feel like Vox would be your favourite just by default

Favourite is used very loosely here, it’s more like he’s probably the one you could stand to be around for longer periods of time

And Vox already thinks he’s your favourite because he’s your main provider and soul owner, so he just assumes

But if you were to be outwardly showing favouritism to him then I think you’d gain a few more privileges then normal

Like if you started asking to schedule to work with him more, started being more receptive to his affection and you started asking to do stuff with him then he’d definitely be more open to letting you break rules

So he’d buy you more gifts or if he was especially pleased he’d take you with him to club openings or restaurants, just generally get you out the tower more and doing more things that a normal person would

He’d even let you drink or do certain substances, but he has to be around you to supervise

You’d just generally be allowed to get away with more, if you kept it going for at least a year you’d be able to score the ability to leave the tower by yourself

You’d have his drone following you around but you don’t need to know that

But if he saw you showing favouritism towards the other Vs then he’d be outraged

You made a deal with him, not them!

He’d give your leash an extra tug to show you who you belong to as a warning but if you still show favouritism to the others then he’s upping your workload and stealing you away from the other two on their days

Hes probably the best one to have as a favourite since he can gain you the most privileges and you could probably play into the daughter thing to manipulate him

Start calling him dad and your getting loads of perks, no matter how uncomfortable it makes you

Velvette:

If you started having velvette as your favourite, it would be a massive ego boost for her

She’s always been jealous that Vox was the one to find you first and made a deal with you

It just wasn’t fair, she wanted to own you and have Vox pushed into her position of having to ask permission all the time

But if you started requesting to work more stuff with her or you just request to be in her presence more then she’ll feel like she’s high on an ego boost

Bonus points if you do it in front of Vox

If you started acting like velvette was your favourite then she’d be much less cruel to you and insult you less

She’d ask (demand) for you to hang out with her but it would give off vibes of an older sister asking a younger sister to hangout in a super awkward way

She’d take you to fashion shows and she’d invest more time into making you clothes that flatter you and would even dress you in a style that makes you comfortable

She’d also take you to parties, but she can’t allow you to drink since she needs voxs permission

She’d definitely sneak you drinks behind his back though

She’d sit with you in the mornings and do your hair and makeup and would commit to it no matter how early she has to wake up

It’d be almost sweet if she wasn’t complaining all the time

She’d still be semi cruel to you and would still punish you but at least now you’d have softer moments to look forward to

She’d even call out Valentino for his inappropriate behaviour, not that much but enough to make sure he’s not doing it when she’s in the room

But if she saw you favouring the other two instead of her she would not be happy

She’d be less upset then Vox because you mean less to her then you mean to Vox, but she’d still be angry

She’d mock you more and insult you all the time while your working for her, and she’ll give you an impossible workload

She’ll also make you abuse your power to the point that your tired and overworked and exhausted

She’d also be way quicker to punish you for the tiniest things

So it’s best not to show outward favouritism to any one in front of her

Valentino:

You’d probably never ever ever ever choose to have Valentino as your favourite

He’s just so… him

But let’s say in some kind of delusional state you choose to show favouritism towards Valentino

He wouldn’t offer you very many perks if I’m being honest, he’d give you some gifts but they wouldn’t be stuff that you really enjoy because he doesn’t know you enough to know what you enjoy

He’d be more respectful of your boundaries if you showed outward favouritism to him since it would humanise you more in his eyes

But as I’ve established in previous fics, humanising you only makes Valentino aware of his actions and he hates that

So he may actually push you away if you start to bond with him

You’d see a more vulnerable side to him but that’s not always a good thing

You’d see him sob after his drug induced panics or his come down but you’d also see him angry and screaming in your face because something small inconvenienced him

All it would do is make you feel more scared of him for different reasons

You used to be scared of him because of how uncomfortable he made you, now your scared your gonna be pulled into a room with him any moment and he forced to comfort him from his sobbing or his angry rants

It would make you closer to angel dust though, since Valentino would “want his two favourite people to spend time with him”

You’d be able to have a public friendship with angel dust which would be nice if it didn’t put him at threat of Vox or velvette

You two would wait until Valentino passes out from drinking and then you’d both gossip and chat until he woke up

If you showed favouritism towards the other two then Valentino wouldn’t really care

Sure he’s obsessed with you but it’s in the same way he’d be obsessed with one of his favourite guns or toys, so he can share you with friends and not others

He just wouldn’t care because he doesn’t care for you very much

He also knows that there is nothing he can do since the other two would challenge him on his behaviour if he started acting worse to you

He’d be a bit peeved if it took your attention from him for too long so he would punish you but it’d be a minor one at best and all you’d have to do is spend a day stroking his ego

We all know that deep down angel dust is your favourite in every scenario :)

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[captain-joongz]

so I'm thinking too much about it and I really want to share with someone

so if you feel comfortable, can u write idol soobin x staff gf having a moment alone (🔞) just before he goes on stage??

I have to admit i think about it too much

hello darling, of course i can! i'm so sorry for the delay, but i'm finally here to answer you <3 i hope you weren't too disappointed not seeing your ask here for such a long time, i owe you one my darling ;))

one Soobin x staff!girlfriend coming right up!

warnings: sex in a public place, oral (f. rec.), dating in a workplace

when you managed to get a job as part of the TXT manager team, you definitely didn't expect anything to come out of it except for friendly coworking relationship. you'd heard the boys were nice to their staff and fun to be around, and you were excited to start your career and get to know your clients

what you couldn't have foreseen was how you immediately just clicked with Soobin. at first you were friendly, than your relationship quickly shifted into teasing and playful flirting until one night the man came to you after a show and admitted to having real feelings for you

you were understandably hesistant at first - you were worried about it being unprofessional, about causing problems for the young idol and his group and also about having to sneak around. Soobin understood and gave you space, but you ended up caving after two weeks of painful silent stares and tension that wasn't lost on anybody

and you never regretted that decision - Soobin was sweet, he could be playful but he was loving, as the leader of the group he knew how to effortlessly switch between more youthful approach and sincere maturity when the situation asked for it, and he made you so so happy. and that was hard to hide

you did try to keep your relationship secret at the beginning, but how much could you two fools in love really keep from others - it was obvious to everybody around you two that you got together, but for the sake of the working space they said nothing - as long as you two kept it to time off and your relationship didn't get in the way of boys' activities, you were cool

the boys teased you two mercilessly, especially Yeonjun and Beomgyu just wouldn't shut up, something deteriorating all the way back to elementary humour with making kissy noises and faces around you two, but you always just laughed and let Soobin deal with it (read - start beating them up until they ran away in fits of giggles)

it was like a big unspoken open secret - everybody knew but nobody said anything out of fear it would get you into trouble

but you two were quite enough on your own to get yourselves into trouble. being around Soobin so much, seeing him before and after performances, helping him get ready and watching him return drenched in sweat with a glow of post-performance adrenaline... well let's say it was way harder to focus on doing your job (which was catering to the boys' needs anyway, so what if he needed to bend you over something, technically that counted as doing your job, right?)

remember what i said about everybody being okay with you two dating as long as it didn't get in the way? yeah that didn't last long, especially when Soobin looked soo pretty when he was getting all done up and he teased you mercilessly knowing you found him attractive like that, and the rush as he returned back-stage after resulted in several instances of you being pulled into empty changing rooms or having to smack away his needy wandering hands while he attempted to steal you from an actual task you had to finish

you two were quickly becoming hopeless and once Soobin actually managed to make you cum while hidden away like that between the wardrobe changes, it was game over for you - nothing would stop him now

and that's how you found yourself in the mess you were in that day - bent over a vanity table in an abandoned changing room, skirt pulled up and tights with panties pulled down, Soobin's face buried in your cunt makeup and all

not that you cared about that when he ate you out like a man starved, tongue pushed as deep into your cunt as it could go and moaning like he was losing his mind with the taste of you.

you knew something was about to go that the moment Soobin stepped out of the changing rooms and immediately booked it to you, the excitement of the big performance getting to him and his blood pumping wildly, discreetly pulling you away from your mindless task of organising table arrangements. you had a feeling others noticed, but thankfully no one commented on it, only grinned to each other and let you two go.

the makeup unnies were going to kill you though, there's no way his face was salvagable now that it was covered in your slick, mascara melting with sweat and tears of pleasure and lipstick smudged all around his mouth and your thighs

Soobin loved nothing more than to bury his face in your cunt, especially here at work where it became a point of pride with how fast he had you falling apart on his tongue, pushing himself to make you cum faster and harder everytime he managed to pull you away from the group

"y-you only have like two m-minutes left" you'd choke out in an attempt to remind him of his responsibilities, but it was all futile when he got his mouth on you - he heard nothing, saw nothing, only you and your pleasure

he'd hum in response, nothing more, and redouble his efforts, loudly sucking on your clit and slurping your juices, mouth alternating between that and fucking you with his tongue until you were a stuttering mess and clenching on the wet appendage, driving the man crazy

and once again he'd prove that two minutes were more than enough, when your orgasm broke over you and hit you like a fucking boulder, knees buckling under your weight while Soobin hungrily licked up your cum until you were whimpering in overstimulation, but you'd never push him away and he knew that

"fuck" he'd say elequently, breathless and turned on and you'd laugh at the desperate look on his face

"you can't go on stage like that" and he truly couldn't, not with pants tenting around his erection, the little wet spot where his precum soaked through masked by the dark colour of the fabric, face wet and slick with your lust and eyes crazed with arousal, pupils blown until he looked drugged on pussy

but he'd just smirk at you, wink and get on the way, immediately getting scolded by the makeup team the second he stepped out of the room. and you'd burn under their amused but scolding gazes for the rest of the afternoon while your boyfriend pushed all that unused energy towards a powerful performance, at least until he could leave and fuck you over the first flat surface he found

divider by @cafekitsune

[alexa-fika]

Kitchen Menace (Thatch x gn!child!reader x Marco)

A/N: If you guys wish to see a specific scenario to read then do send an ask to let me know, or you know… you can just stop and say hi 😉

Dividers by @saradika

Marco sat at his desk as he meticulously went through the crew’s current analysis and checkups and made annotations on results he observed that struck him as peculiar and should follow up with his brothers. His concentration was broken as his door was suddenly slammed open. He quickly swirled his chair around to scold the intruder when he, the youngest crew member, ran in.

“Brother Marco! Help me, Brother Thatch is trying to get me!” The young child screamed, darting towards the doctor

Marco shakes his head and sighs, a chuckle escaping him.

“What did you do this time -yoi?”

“W-Why do you assume I did something! Someone could have done something to me!”

“Well, you have a tendency to cause trouble.” He casually responded, his attention now back on his papers

“Not true!” they huff a notable pout on their face.

Marco turns his sight from the papers at hand to Reader and frowns amusedly.

“And what about those broken plates I saw?”

“We went through pretty bad weather yesterday, big waves,” they reply with a nervous smile.

Marco stared at them for a few seconds before slowly returning to his papers.

“I don’t know which one is funnier, you trying to gaslight me or you lying to me,” He said in a calm tone of voice.

“Im not!”

“Sure, how about you tell me what happened, and I’ll consider helping you-yoi,” He said as he put his papers down and rested his head on his crossed arms.

“Now, what did you do this time that you are hiding-yoi?”

“Im innocent!”

“You’re on your own then if you din’ do anything, I’m sure you won’t need my help-yoi.”

“Okay! Okay! I may have sneaked into his kitchen.”

“Did you steal anything?” He said as he leaned to the side to rest his chin on one of his hands. His eyes were glaring at them, just waiting for them to answer.

“Sure did, got their hands on the pastries I was doing!” A voice says behind her

Reader squeals as they try to run away but are stopped as Thatch quickly picks them up.

“Where do you think you’re going, you little rascal? It’s time for some. payback,” he exclaims with a sly grin as he tickles them.

“No!”

Hahaha! You’re mine now!

“Brother Marco, help me!” they scream between their joyous screams and laughs that echo around the clinic.

Marco looks at them with a slight grin.

“What exactly do you want me to do, hm?”

“Save me!”

He chuckles and shakes his head.

“You’re on your own.” He leans back in his chair and sips his coffee.

“Enjoy Your forthcoming”

“Haha! No one can save you now! I’mma tickle you till you pop!”

“Im going to tell Grandpa on you!” they scream, trying to wriggle away from him.

“You sure do run that mouth a lot,” he says, stopping his attack and narrowing his eyes.

“And I used it to eat all the yummy pastries, brother Thatch!” they tease.

“Oh, you wanna say that again? You wanna say that again?”

“They were so good, and brother won’t be able to taste them ’cause they’re all gone!”

“I have an idea of how to deal with you.”

They let out a small shriek as he suddenly throws them in the air, and they begin hysterically laughing as he continues to repeat the action.

“You are such a little menace.”

“But you love me!” they say, giving him a toothy grin.

I do love you, but you’re still a menace.

“Well, Brother Thatch and the others raised me, so…I had to learn it from somebody.”

Marco rolls his eyes.

“They’re not wrong,” he mutters under his breath as he sips his coffee.

They laugh as they hear Marco’s comment, hugging Thatch’s neck tight.

“Am sorry for eating the pastries; I was just hungry.”

“Awww. Apology accepted. How about you help me make some more? You can even be my taster.”

First reader oneshot! Hopefully, there's more to come. I'm willing to try my hands at not only child! reading but romantic scenarios too, so let me hear your suggestions!

[callme-holly]

dating Johnny head cannons 🙏🙏🙏

𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - i could write about Johnny for hours no joke. i love him with my whole heart <333

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 470 words

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - johnny being a total sweetheart - read at your own risk people

It took a little while for him to fully trust you. He won’t open up until he knows you're 100% around to stay and aren’t out to hurt him.

He’s actually the sweetest I can’t even

When you’re together, he will not leave your side at all. He’s afraid that you’ll disappear and leave him alone.

He also always has to be touching you in some way. Whether that's by holding hands, linking pinkies, or just standing super close together, he doesn’t mind, as long as he knows you’re there.

He’s not a huge fan of pda - he’ll hold your hand in public or rest his head on your shoulder but that’s it.

In private, he won’t leave you alone. He’s always cuddling with you or laying in your lap. You just make him feel safe and loved.

Play with his hair please.

If you want something, he’ll ask Dallas to steal it for you. Doesn’t matter what it is, if you point it out to him he’ll do anything to make sure you get it.

When you thank him, he’ll just look down at his shoes and shrug.

“It’s no big deal… You said you wanted it.”

Dates consist of sneaking into the drive-in, going on walks and talking until the sun goes down, and stargazing in the lot.

He will stay at your place most nights. He hates going home to his parents and you refuse to let him stay in the lot.

If you get cold while you’re out together, he will give up his jacket for you. It doesn’t matter if he’s only wearing a t-shirt underneath and he’ll insist that you need it more than he does.

You know he struggles in school so you always offer to help him. If he’s stuck on a question that he doesn't know the answer to, he’ll instantly come to you for help.

He constantly tells you he loves you just to make sure you never forget.

When he introduced you to the gang, they were all super surprised and happy for him.

Dallas is super protective of Johnny.

“If you ever hurt him, just know that you'll have me to answer to.”

It takes a lot to make him cry but when he does he’ll bury his face in your shoulder and just let you hold him. Rub his back, kiss his forehead, play with his hair and he’ll be asleep in no time.

He’s always hugging you from behind and pressing little kisses to your forehead. 

When you're at the Curtis house with the gang, he likes to cuddle on the couch with you and hold your hand.

The gang teases him for it but he doesn’t care. He knows they don’t mean any harm, they’re just happy that Johnnycake has someone who makes him happy.

𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬!!

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

I absolutely love Toby and I’ve recently discovered your account and I ADORE the way you write him. That last post was fuckin amazing btw, if it’s not too big of a deal, may I please get some headcanons of Toby being clingy with a reader who’s equally as clingy/affectionate? Like cuddling and following eachother around wherever the other goes. Toby is just so AGHHSHDDH I LOVE HIM

Aww im so glad you liked my last post!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Clingy!Toby x Clingy!Reader

Toby had a rough childhood, that's no secret

And as a direct result of that, he craves both physical and emotional intimacy

And now that he has you, all of those needs that he couldn't fill before, are constantly being met and more

When he wakes up, you are there, either acting as his pillow and playing with his hair, or tucked under his arms, with him holding you close

When he's working, you are there, helping him with his tasks and chores, sneaking kisses along the way

And when he goes to sleep, you are there, looking up at him happily, maybe pressing some soft kisses to his lips before closing your eyes and dosing off

It's one of the things he prides himself on, that no matter what, you are always there

You make him so happy, and he is certain that no one else has ever felt this good before

You follow each other around like lovesick puppies

It's quite cute, honestly

You could be watching tv when toby will get up to get a snack, and you will follow suite

Or if you decide to go out (for food, feneral shopping, etc) toby will be not far behind, asking you to wait for him as he ties his laces

Of course, there is space given (although, bery rarely do either of you want space)

If you wanted to just go out and hangout with some friends for a night, toby would betotally ok with that

But when you get home, be prepared to never escape the kisses

He'll kiss you on your face, ears, hands, arms, neck

Anywhere he can get his lips, really

Cuddling normally consists of Toby laying on you in some way, but if you wanted to lay on him instead, or maybe be in some sort of "neutral" position, he'd love that just as much

But if you are ok with him laying on you, boy be prepared

His favorites are: 1) laying on your stomach, his arms wrapped around your hips and your fingers in his hair, or maybe even rubbing his back

2) laying between your legs, playing on his nintendo 3ds or scrolling on his phone, with at least one of your hands on his shoulder so he can kiss you as he pleases

3) laying on your chest and listening to your heartbeat, he especially likes if you play with his hair in this position, as it never fails to lull him into sleep

What's yours, is his

And what's his, is yours

If your around his size (or even bigger than him he doesnt care) he will absolutely steal your clothes

His favorites to steal are tee shirts, because he can wear them wherever, whenever

Also, if he's put in a situation where he can't sleep with you (for example, an overnight mission) he would pull out one of your tee shirts (yes, he always has one on him) and wraps it around whatever he sleeps on, so that he can still feel some semblance of sleeping with you

You are the only person allowed to touch his snack stash as well

His only condition is that whenever you want something, you owe him a kiss

Which of course, is something you are happy to do

Most times you will sneak up to him, whispering a "boo" in his ear, and wrapping him in a hug from behind

He smiles, and kisses your nose, and in turn, you kiss his cheek and wave the bag of snacks in front of him

"Wanna go snuggle?" You ask him in a soft whisper, giving soft kisses to his shoulder

He nods with a "mm-hmm" and the two of you go up to his room, getting comfy in his blanket and scooching in close together

Toby would literally move mountains if you wanted him to

All you have to do is ask <33

[gatorbites-imagines]

Reader being a vigilante or criminal and Batman sees him and is determined to make him part of his family but reader is very confused

Batman/fam and reader (platonic)

Headcanon

I feel like one of the very best ways to catch Bruce’s attention is to steal something of his. Like passing him when he’s out as Brucie Wayne and stealing his watch right off his wrist or something like that.

Or if you’re feeling really bold, go Jason’s way and steal the tires right off the batmobile. But unlike Jason you actually succeed and make off with the wheels. Jason would have such a field day with this fact, and make the first comment about adopting you into the family.

Depending on your age it would take some more for Bruce to decide you needed to be part of the family. If you are a minor, he would immediately be more likely to just pick you up like a stray kitten and bring you home. This is especially true if you don’t have a very happy homelife.

If you are older, he does some more background checking, especially if you’ve done other crimes. To his joy you don’t deal with the rogues and mainly run solo, this has placed you in some hot water with some of the gangs and other criminals though.

He goes out of his way to keep an eye on you, and he’s honestly really impressed with how skilled you are without training. You are able to sneak under most people’s noses, even his own at times if he wants actively keeping an eye on you.

You are honestly so confused when Batman starts popping up near you, and at first you think hes gonna rearrange your ribcage like he does other criminals, but he’s actually? Asking if your, okay?? And offering you first aid???

You are even more confused when you get hurt during one of your attempts to steal from one of the rogues, and Batman brings you to a doctor? Just like that?? He even stays until you’re good to go, and you’re pretty sure he followed you home just to make sure you got home safe.

You probably end up going the vigilante way all on your own without batman’s help, because you are already on most of the gangs shitlist, so why not actually get them caught right?

Little did you know, Bruce was waiting for this very moment to swoop in and play great teacher and moral compass.

You honestly can’t say what happened. Because from one day to the next you have bats hanging around you when you go out as your own vigilante title.

Nightwings pretty cool, Red Hood tells you to just get used to Batman being like that, Red Robin is chill to be around, Robin definitely does not like you whatsoever, at least in the beginning.

After getting extremely hurt during one of your stakeouts, you aren’t brought to the doctor you have been brought to in the past. You pass out from blood loss and wake up in a medical ward, in a,,,cave???

Batman is there and he actually seems worried for you, and it honestly means something as the Bat has just somehow wormed his way into your heart and you into his. The whole Batclan piles around you as you have woken up, and one thing leads to the other and you learn their identities and move into the Manor

Congrats you’ve been adopted by Bruce Wayne and have become one of his many crime fighting children. He will definitely make sure you are better trained and have better gear when you go out form now on though.

[doitforbangchan]

Ooo, how do all the boys react to baby’s nest the first time? Are there some who have a complete pass to go in and out of it as they please? Are there some members who have to or choose to still ask if they can?

I figure Chan probably tends to ask every time just to be sure, he kinda makes all of the alphas ask esp since a nest is so important to omegas. I feel like maybe some of the betas have a full pass for it since baby knows they won’t mess it up or add/remove anything (even accidentally)

I had this somewhat angsty thought that when baby gets truly upset she goes to her nest bc she knows none of the boys would violate that space. Like maybe one day Chan says something that kinda sets her off, he didn’t mean it tho, and she storms off to her nest to be away from everyone and to calm down as best she can bc everyone else is out of the house so there’s no one for her to go and hide behind or with. Chan follows her to her nest and he’s so used to being let in he almost goes in after her but he hears her growl at him for the first time and he almost looks like he’s about to fall off a cliff the way he stops in his tracks, knowing it’s super invasive especially since he’s the pack alpha, still breaks his heart tho not being let in, but decides to sit outside the nest, pumping out calming pheromones as she sniffles and tries to calm down. He keeps asking if he can be let in when they make eye contact by just looking at the little divot where they all normally crawl in and she just doesn’t answer. Eventually she nods a little bit and he hops in so quickly he almost knocks some stuff over in it and oh boy would that be a lot to deal with right now. But then he gets to comfort her fully and stuff.

But I imagine how h e a r t b r e a k i n g it must be for some of them the first time baby doesn’t allow them in the nest or how nerve wrecking it is the first time they try to enter it, cause while she wants their approval of the nest they need hers just as much.

Ugh imagine if one of them says something that comes off a bit wrong or if they say it too slowly and baby just gets upset bc she doesn’t think her nest is good enough.

I need your pretty head to elaborate on some of this p l e a s e. Thank you babes.

- 🌙

Baby's nest is so important! I feel like she's been secretly taking little things from around the house that smell like the boys and stashes them in her room. It starts with things from common areas - like a throw pillow that changbin loves to nap with, or the blanket hyunjin uses during movie nights.

Then it would turn into baby taking things from their laundry baskets. She'd steal shirts and cotton shorts and anything soft really. Oh but then she needs more and starts going into their rooms and taking their pillows and sheets and stuffies. It would all go straight to her nest where whenever she's alone she goes and readjusts and snuggles within the huge scent pile.

I think she would be pretty lenient with all the boys- especially the softer of the betas *cough cough* felix han and hyunjin*cough* and they are all generally allowed in whenever they want and omega is present. She would not stand for a member being in her nest without her also there to make sure they don't fuck with it! Her nest is one of the only things she gets truly upset or territorial over so they better take it seriously

On the days leading up to her heat (or on days she's just feeling emotional and mean) she would deny everyone access unless they could provide a fully scented item that meets her standards to add to the nest 😤only then would they be allowed entry. and absolutely NO EATING IN THE NEST! baby almost bit innies head off for sneaking in some chips and he wasn't allowed back in for days 😢

honestly i think you kinda nailed that situation with channie. He would literally be so devastated if his normally sweet and gently omega denied him entry and growled at him?! nothing in his entire life would ever make him feel so terribly. he'd pace around in front of the open door, stopping every few seconds to see if she had changed her mind but every time he just sees the blazing glare staring back at him, inferno crossing over her eyes. eventually he grows desperate and starts trying to appeal to baby in other ways. he'll sit out there for hours, singing her favorite songs and reminiscing on how much fun that thing they did the other day was. really he's trying to remind her of happier times and pray she take mercy on him.

eventually baby can't take seeing her mate so distressed and she gives in, mumbling in the quietest voice ever that he can come in,,, if he promises to behave 🥴and brings her another stuffy to add to the nest

[yuurei20]

Short Translation from Twst the second novel: Ruggie Escape (pt4/5)

"Ace and Deuce immediately look down at their own breast pockets—their magical pens are gone. ‘Your pens!’ Yuuya points to them, and they both stumble a step backwards in surprise."

‘That’s my magical pen!?’

‘And that means one is mine? When did you—!?’

‘But that’s absurd.’ Riddle murmurs in disbelief. ‘There was no hint of magic.’

‘Come on, now.’ Ruggie fingers the pens in his hand. ‘I don’t need magic for something for something this simple. I’m pretty good with my hands, you could say.’

All he did was sneak his way into their pockets and steal their pens, then. In hindsight he had had plenty of opportunities, such as when they were walking down the hall and sitting on the bench.

And not a single one of them had noticed, despite the size of their group. It was a beautifully executed technique that leaves them feeling utterly deceived.

Riddle opens his mouth, face flushed red with rage, but Cater quickly intervenes.

‘What a sec, Riddle-kun! You were about to use your unique magic.’ Reading Riddle’s expression, Cater frowns. ‘You only just recovered from the blot—you can’t go overexerting yourself!’

Magestones are not required to use magic, but they do make it easier, as well as absorbing the blot produced by spell casting. Bereft of their magestones the four may be able to cast small spells, now, but attempting something as powerful as unique magic would be most unwise.

Especially for Riddle, who has only just recovered; there is no telling what consequences even the smallest amount of blot may have upon his body.

‘Not really feelin’ up to getting collared, so I’m gonna make myself scarce.’

‘Then it’s my turn!’ Grim instantly blocks Ruggie’s escape. His magestone, tied around his neck by a ribbon, gleams where it rests against his chest.

‘Take this!’

Three large, pale-blue flames erupt from Grim’s mouth one after another, aimed straight at Ruggie.

‘Got ‘im,’ Ace clenches a fist in anticipation. But Ruggie casually dodges the fireballs that barrel towards him and the flames, having missed their target, disappear in a sad hiss of sound.

‘What!?’ Grim exclaims, and Ruggie laughs in response.

‘Took you so long that I started yawning. All bark, no bite.’

With a skip in his step, Ruggie dashes away.

‘All of you! You are to capture Ruggie Bucchi, through any means necessary!’

And with that, the group makes chase in the wake of Ruggie’s slim figure.

Despite Grim’s flames and the numerous spells cast by Cater, Ace and Deuce, they never so much as graze him. It may be the loss of control due to the loss of their magical pens, but that is not all: Ruggie is remarkably agile.

Not only is he quick on his feet, but he evades everything that is thrown at him without the slightest effort. Yuuya, too, runs as fast as he can, but there is simply no catching up with him.

‘What’s this guy’s deal? He’s crazy fast!,’ exclaims Ace.

Despite stretching out both his hands Deuce is effortlessly dodged, again and again, nearly tripping over his own feet every time. Again he makes a grab and, again, he is cleanly evaded.

‘How is he staying out of reach so easily?’ Deuce asks. ‘This is nothing compared to the back alleys of the slums,’ Ruggie remarks, hopping nonchalantly over a bench that trips up Cater and Riddle.

Cater casts a wind spell but Ruggie evades it with a backward flip, taking shelter in the shade of a tree."

[artdcnaldson]

you’ve really done it this time with step brother patrick i can’t believe my life…… heres some half baked thoughts from the past few hours may they bring u inspo/entertainment 🫶🏻

watched the gossip girl episode where blair gets drunk at the burlesque club and gets up on stage to do a strip tease- need to do that after a fight with “our” mother / douchebag boyfriend and have patrick get all huffy and protective and act like he’s a good guy that’s concerned about you as he pulls you off stage but frantically jerks off to it the second you’re tucked in and his bedroom door is shut

asking him to unzip your dress / put on a necklace for you and making eye contact in the mirror

i know family dinners get heated when it’s the holidays….need to steal a cake and escape to the kitchen pantry with him while your mother screams at your dad for bringing his college aged fiancée to dinner while her current husband sips his whiskey and plots a way to blame it on patrick somehow

need to kick him under the table and have him grab my foot and grind into it😁

i know he insists on using your bathroom for literally no reason. then doesn’t use it. like just stands there on his phone and stares at you through the door and you make eye contact then both go back on your phones saying nothing every time it happens. i DO think about that person that said that he would piss through your legs as you’re pissing like it isn’t a big deal doesn’t even really acknowledge it as u sit there mouth open and after 2 minutes you’re like USE YOUR FUCKING BATHROOM YOU HAVE YOUR OWN and he just laughs from his room

overhearing patrick’s dad yelling at him for hours downstairs when you’re in your room and knowing it must be bad when pat doesn’t even slam his door when he finally retreats to his room…..giving him an hour before you sneak in and wrap yourself around him, give him a lingering kiss on his shoulder and a squeeze as he slides his fingers in between yours. “sorry your day sucked.” “wasn’t all bad.” him giving a sneaky little side eye as you swipe your pinky down his nose and he nips at your wrist

knowing you’re completely fucked when you go to his room and mess around but end up like. making a fort and laughing at nothing all night and when you wake up with your legs tangled ur like whyyyyy could we not have just fucked now i LIKE this guy which is infinitely worse

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C8muiIcSCLL/?igsh=MTAzejJ4M3AxbnVibQ==

this is after u kick him down the stairs bc he like. did that guy thing where they ram their thumb into a random soft spot on ur body. doesn’t deter him at all

I miss stepbrother patrick so bad rn </3 i need him, I need the chaos and the wanting <3

He gets under your skin so bad, he hates that you sneak into his room and steal his shirts and things. You like his CD collection, he thinks he’s actually fixing your shitty top-40 taste. You wear his shirts and hoodies and return them to his hamper smelling all sweet like your bath and body works perfume. When you sit on his bed with him and share cigarettes you ash them in a ceramic bowl you made in elementary school that you shaped and painted like a turtle. It ends up staying on his bedside table permanently.

And everyone knows that you two get close. Patrick’s dad doesn’t like it, he “knows his son too well” but what is she going to do? You aren’t even fucking you’re just… too familiar. Patrick sits on the edge of the bathtub while you’re taking a bubble bath, turns the pages of your book for you, talks about his day working at the country club. He gets you high for the first time, and your mom finds you with red, half-lidded eyes giggling over bowls of Mac and cheese while you watch bro comedies on the family TV. She doesn’t say anything. You hated her enough for marrying some old creep, didn’t you?

And god, holidays. Thanksgiving with his mom, his dad, your mom, your dad, your dad’s uncomfortably young girlfriend. You and Patrick delegated to the ‘kids table’ with his little cousins, picking at your plates until you steal a chocolate pie from the butler’s pantry and eat it together in the pantry. You steal a kiss, and it tastes sweet. Your hands both wander, but you don’t fuck. You just… blame it on the wine you’d both been drinking to get through the night. Not any of the rest of the tension.

And :(( Patrick’s bad days. When his dad lays into him and he feels fucking awful. He’s a bad son, he’s a disappointing tennis player, and wasn’t he raised better than that? Look at the bad influence he’s having on you. You give him space, but you sneak into his room, you curl up beside him on his bed, ask him if he’s okay. He holds your hand, lets you kiss his cheek. “Should I just kill your dad?” You ask, sounding so completely serious that he laughs, grinning as you look over at him. “You don’t have it in you.” It turns into a slap fight.

Hnnnnnhggg. Just late nights in Patrick’s childhood room. Playing Guitar Hero, yelling at each other because you keep fucking distracting each other during the solos, and that’s not fucking fair! Going to the country club and he tries to teach you to play tennis but gets frustrated. You drive him to go get lunch and end up wrecking your car and he never lets you live it down.

And yeah, it would be better if you’d just fucked, because now you really fucking love each other.

[fanfics4all]

Pussy Slapping

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Leonard Snart x Fem!Allen!Reader 

Word count: 482

Warnings: SMUT

Summary: You've been sneaking around with Barry's enemy (kink of friend?) Snart might be a little jealous that you haven't told your brother yet.

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“Look how wet you are.” He chuckled as he parted my lips. My cheeks warmed as I listened to the sounds of his fingers running through my pussy. He landed a harsh smack on my dripping pussy. I nearly screamed at the feeling, my thighs clenching together. 

“You like that, don’t you? You like having your pussy slapped?” He sneered, parting my legs again. My back arched from the lingering pain, Snart circles his thumb over my clit. Loud moans were leaving my lips. I whined at his words, bucking my hips in hopes of him hitting me again. He pinned my hips to the bed, his hand rubbing over my wet pussy. 

“Needy little sluts love getting their pussies slapped. Look at you, your little cunt is soaked.” He chuckled. I whimpered, my hips grinding against his fingers. He held my thighs open, landing a soft slap on my pussy. I moaned, loving the stinging pain. 

“You’re so wet, baby, and only from a few slaps? You really are a needy whore. What would your brother say if he could see you?” He asked and I blushed deeper. He smacked my clit and I yelped. 

“Answer me, baby.” He ordered. 

“H-He’d be disappointed.” I answered. 

“Aww, well we don’t want that, now do we?” He asked and placed a teasing kiss on my clit. 

“Please…” I begged. 

“Please what?” He asked. 

“Please, I need you to fuck me, Snart! I need to feel your cock, please!” I begged. 

“Since you asked so nicely.” He said. He fisted his cock and dragged it through my folds, circling my clit before thrusting into me with one hard thrust. He didn’t give me time to adjust and started fucking me at a punishing pace. 

“Snart! Harder!” I moaned. He slapped my clit again, pain and pleasure making my brain go crazy. I came around his cock and screamed. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he bit along my neck. He moved his hand and rubbed my clit. 

“Give me another one, baby. Let me fucking hear you.” He said. My hips bucked up and Snart growled. A cry fell from my lips with every slap of his hips. I was getting louder and louder as I grew closer to the edge. My nails dug into his shoulders as I came with a scream. He followed close behind, curses leaving his lips. He fucked his cum into me until it was leaking around his cock. He pulled out gently and kissed my lips. 

“Fuck you’re perfect.” He whispered and I pulled him in for another kiss. 

“Can you stay or do you need to get back to Flash.” He said, sneering at Barry’s superhero name. 

“I can stay, I promise, I’ll tell him soon.” I said and he chuckled. 

“Good, I can deal with him.” He said, wrapping me up in his arms.

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“𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞”

— : [nsfw ] fingering, unprotected sex, fluffy, getting together, squirting, pet names + best friends to lovers

— : wc : 3.5k

“you .. like him” kaori grins. she looks far too smug about this entire situation and it’s only making you angrier.

“i do not like him!” you snap, crossing your arms and turning towards the window of the café you frequented with your so called best friend.

“sure you don’t” kaori says, nodding solemnly and you know she’s mocking you again.

you wouldn’t even be having this conversation if it wasn’t for the fact that your high school crush turned annoying roommate had brought yet another one of his dates home.

they don’t have sex, it’s happened twice and you yelled at him for 3 hours straight because you had to study and the sounds kept you up right into the next morning.

the only issue now, is that the girls he brings over try to talk to you and ask too many questions about him. mattsukawa issei. they always fall for his laid back personality and that stupid smug smile he always has in place and it’s pointless because he never brings any of them back after the first time.

you’d feel sorry for them but you don’t. it’s not because you’re jealous because you’re not, he’s been your friend since your first year of high school and that’s it. you just don’t like having to deal with a new “girlfriend” every morning when you’re just trying to enjoy your morning tea and the soft, fluffy eggs issei always make for you.

“have you ever wondered why mattsun never settles?” she asks, reaching for her iced coffee and it’s ridiculous the way she insists on drinking cold drinks during the cold winters. you could barely feel your fingertips.

“no, i don’t think about mattsun’s love life” you say dryly, “as long as he pays his half of the rent and keeps making those fluffy scrambled eggs, i don’t need to know why he can’t keep it in his pants”

kaori laughs likes she knows something you don’t and if you weren’t in public, you’d jump over the table to ring her neck but you scoff, reaching for your own drink. something much warmer for the weather.

“i’m just saying” she shrugs, “maybe he already knows what he wants but he thinks it’s unrequited so he just wastes his time until he can eventually get over it”

“which seems impossible since he’s been pining since forever” she adds before you can tell her to shut up.

“i’m done having this conversation with you” you frown, “i can’t believe i paid for your coffee”

“you love me” kaori laughs and reaches to steal your half eaten muffin before you can snatch it from your plate.

you and issei have always been close. you would spend a lot of your free time with him and makki in and out of school and the three of you still did almost everything together.

when you got your apartment, you had been scared to live alone. it wasn’t that you couldn’t be independent or be on your own, you just didn’t think being so far away from the home you knew, all the way in tokyo, could settle your nerves.

he was the first person you spoke to about moving and it was around the same time he decided he liked the idea of staying in tokyo and moving on from your hometown and it’s how you two ended up living together.

makki still visited you both every other weekend and you’d often tease him about being a trust fund baby.

the problem was that you knew issei was good looking, he always had been but he grew into his looks the older you got and you hadn’t realised just how much until the first girl he brought home. you were a little taken aback but he insisted you meet her because he cared about your opinion more than he cared about anyone else’s.

and there was only so much you could say after the 4th girl so you’d purposely hide yourself in your own bedroom, grateful for getting a place that had 3 bathrooms. you rarely needed to sneak out unless you were hungry. it was a win-win situation for you but issei didn’t like that you were avoiding him so he’d bother you in your own bedroom despite having a guest over in his own and if you tried to lock it, he’d knock and make a noise until you inevitably gave in like you always did when it came to him.

of course you loved him and you knew that he loved you too. he was probably one of the most important people in your life and it’s why you would not acknowledge whatever feelings you had because it was easier than messing up years of a good, no, great friendship.

“maybe he’s doing it on purpose” kaori grins, after finishing your breakfast muffin.

“doing what on purpose?” you raise a brow, wishing the conversation about issei would just end. you both had a class after this but her mind was clearly focused on teasing you.

“you said it yourself, he’s not sleeping with them anymore” she smirks, “at least not in your apartment so why bring them over?”

“i don’t know kao, maybe he’s just bored” you shrug and even you know that’s bullshit. you were great company so if he really wanted to hangout, he’d bother you and makki.

“how do you know he’s not sleeping with them anyway?” she asks and even though you know she’s baiting you, you can’t help yourself.

“… well” you clear your throat, “he obviously knows what he’s doing..”

she grins, hiding her satisfied smile being her cup but you still see the glint in her eyes anyway.

“don’t start” you scoff, rolling your eyes, “i’ve heard enough things okay? let’s drop it”

“whatever you say sweetheart” she winks and you get up to leave before you end up in jail.

“you can’t leave without me!” she calls after you, “you’re my ride and my best friend in the whole world”

you ignore her as you walk towards your car. you’d never leave her despite how much she frustrates you but the thought is enticing.

the apartment is warm when you enter, the sound of his favourite playlist playing from the tv in the living room but the smell of food is always welcoming and you hold back a groan as you remove your shoes and place your bag on the couch nearby the door.

“oh, you’re early” he grins, “hi cutie”

you’re too tired to chastise him for the nickname. he’d just call you something else to get a rise out of you and your day had been long.

“yeah” you yawn, leaning your body against the door as you close your eyes for a moment. you really could use a hot bath or shower and a nap before dinner.

“aw my big baby” he coos, coming up to lift you up like he does when you’ve had a little too much to drink or when you fall asleep during movie night on the couch. you don’t even protest, hiding your face in the crook of his neck as he carries you to your bedroom.

“i need—”

“i know baby” he grins down at you, “i’ll run you a bath and then you can nap until dinner”

you hum, rubbing your hands over your face as you reach to put your phone on charge.

“need help undressing?” he teases and you kick his thigh, causing him to laugh as he walks into your bathroom.

you can’t help but frown at how domestic you both tend to be around each other. everything is so natural and you know you can be yourself around issei without the fear of judgement or rejection.

you’re starting to understand why your own relationships tend to fail before it gets too serious. you’ve been comparing everyone to him your whole life and it’s laughable.

“did you fall asleep?” he asks when he comes back to check on you.

“no” you roll your eyes but the way his face softens whenever he looks at you has your heart beating a little faster than normal. you could easily blame it on kaori getting into your head again, even if she was right.

“thank you” you say after a moment, “wasn’t it my turn to make dinner?”

“yeah but i got home early and i know you’re tired” he shrugs, “you can make it up to me when you’re doing your skincare routine”

“you just want to use my expensive products” you say but you can’t hide your smile even if you tried, “get out, i’m going to relax”

“don’t fall asleep in the bath” he warns and you glare up at him as you get closer to your bathroom door

“that was one time!” you frown. he also saw you very naked that day and you can’t get the image of the light dust of pink across his nose and cheeks. you knew he wasn’t celibate so him seeing you makes should’ve been normal but he blushed. you would’ve teased him then if you weren’t so embarrassed about the entire situation.

“enjoy your bath” he chuckles, leaning down to kiss your forehead before he’s walking back down the hall towards the kitchen and living room.

you try not to think about the way he always takes care of you like this. he always had and probably always would.

“do you want some wine?” he grins, leaning against the doorframe of your bathroom with your favourite wine.

“don’t you knock?” you frown but make grabby hands for the glass.

“you’re covered up with bubbles and besides, i’ve seen enough” he smirks and you glare at him.

“only because you’re a pervert” you add dryly, “thank you for the wine and making dinner”

“baby don’t thank me for the bare minimum” issei rolls his eyes, “you need to eat”

you don’t mention the fact that your shitty exes never cared this much for you. you didn’t exactly have the greatest track record with dating and you were starting to realise why.

baby

“okay get out” you pout, “i need to get done”

“need me to scrub your back?” he asks softly and even though he’s obviously teasing you, you know if you said yes he’d do it.

“you can” you grin and turn away from him as you take a sip from the wine. it tastes perfect like always and you bite back an appreciative moan.

“you’re so spoiled” he scoffs but he’s rolling up the sleeves of his favourite sweater and leans beside the bathtub to reach for your soap. it was his favourite scent of peaches and cream because it often reminded him of you.

“yeah yeah” you yawn, tilting your head sideways so he can get your neck too.

“no dates tonight?” you ask after a moment. he hasn’t really been staying out late like he usually does and you haven’t seen anyone new around lately.

“i enjoy nights in with you too you know?” he frowns

“i know” you grin, “i’m just messing with you”

he kisses your nape before standing to his full height. he doesn’t want to think about how much he wants to climb into the bath with you.

“get changed and i’ll dish everything up for us” he smiles, “i’ll top up your wine”

“sounds good” you stretch, still not facing him, “but i’ll have a soda or something because i don’t wanna get drunk off wine”

he laughs and shakes his head. he knew how much of a lightweight you were when it came to wine.

the evening blurred after you ate. you weren’t as sleepy as you thought you’d be and you finally had a day off to just rest anyway so you’d have the day to sleep.

“ready for dessert?” he asks and you laugh, leaning your head on the backrest of the couch, “what did you get?”

“you mentioned wanting cheesecake the other day” he shrugs, bringing over the tiny dessert with a spoon, “i saw that new bakery you wanted to try and got it on the way home”

“you’re husband material” you grin and he laughs

“you did say you’d marry me” issei smirks

“i was a kid!” you scoff, “don’t even try it”

he flicks your nose before joining you on the couch. you had two one seaters and a loveseat that was just big enough for three people since issei insisted on getting a bigger one when you first found your apartment.

it didn’t matter how much space you had in your apartment, you seemed to gravitate towards each other.

“should we watch something?” you asks as he places your legs over his lap and keeps his freehand on your knee.

he reaches for the tv remote as you get comfortable and you can’t help but watch him as he scrolls through all the tv shows you told him about. he’s pretty, despite being rough around the edges.

he’s always been so tall and well built and you often said that he had broad shoulders so you had a place to lean on when you had a particularly shitty day. his hands were big and despite their intimidating appearance, they were soft to the touch and he knew how to be gentle when he needed to be.

“what are you thinking about?” he grins when he catches you looking at him. you’re not that shy to look away when your eyes meet.

“you” you say because it’s the truth.

“yeah?” he tilts his head sideways, “what about me?”

“your hands” you shrug, “i just think they’re soft, that’s all”

“oh?” he chuckles and runs his hand up your sides until he reaches your jaw, “soft?”

you nod as he grazes your lower lip with his thumb. he’s closer than he’s ever been to you, with your legs thrown over his lap and he could kiss—

he cuts your train of thoughts as he leans in closer, your noses touching as he looks down at your lips.

“can i kiss you?” he asks

“please” you say, already abandoning the cheesecake in favour of wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

his lips as as soft as you imagined them to be and you figured he’d be a good kisser but the way he gently kisses your lips before deepening the kiss is nothing like you imagined it would be.

it’s so much better and you can’t help the tiny moan when he wraps his hand gently around your neck to keep you in place.

“fuck” he whispers, pressing his forehead against yours, “i.. i’ve wanted to do that for a long time”

“why didn’t you?” you ask, just as breathless as he pulls you onto his lap.

“i would never want to ruin our friendship y/n” he says, “you know how much i love you, i can’t—”

“it’s okay” you shush him, kissing his forehead, “I wanted to kiss you too”

“so you do like me?” he grins and it makes you feel better knowing he would never try to make anything uncomfortable for you.

“you’re such a loser” you roll your eyes but your hands in his hair is too distracting and he really wants to kiss you again so he does.

“take me to bed” you say and he nods, lifting you up easily and carrying you down the hall to his bedroom.

you’ve been inside his room many times but never like this and you find that you’re not nervous about anything. all your thoughts are occupied with him and the way he kisses you and slowly removes your clothing.

he’s taking his time, mapping out the feeling of your body underneath his hands and the way you look laid out on his sheets, in his bed.

issei could never get over how beautiful you are and even if he’s seen you naked before, it was so different when you were like this and all for him.

he wants to tease you and take his time but he also knows that after your first kiss, there was no going back. he had to have you all the time.

for as long as you’d have him.

“spread your legs for me baby” he says as he removes his sweatpants and he smirks at the way your eyes travel down his bed down to his cock. he knows his hung and he’s never had a reason to feel insecure about his body but it felt more important what you felt about him than any of his one night stands.

he places his middle and index fingers in your mouth and instructs you to suck. he tries not to moan at how eager you are and how you moan for him as you maintain eye contact.

you were just too fucking perfect for him.

he kisses down your neck, sucking and biting the skin before he reaches down to your breasts and bites your nipple softly.

“issei” you whine, back arching into his touch.

he slides his fingers through your folds and groans appreciatively at how wet you are and it’s all for him, because of him.

“fuck baby, already?” he teases just to watch you try and grind against him. he keeps your body down as he slides his fingers into your pussy.

you’re so wet and warm and he kisses you to distract himself because he knows he needed to prep you properly. he would never hurt you on purpose, no matter how much he wanted to fuck you into his bed until you couldn’t walk.

“issei please” you gasp against his lips, “want you”

“and you’ll have me baby, just a little longer yeah?” he says softly adding a third finger just to watch your eyes roll back, loud moans filling the otherwise quiet room.

you was determined to make you cum first before he fucked you.

pressing his thumb against your clit, he watches your mouth drop open and body shake as you try to close your legs around his arm.

“shitshitshit” you cry out, grabbing onto his shoulder hard enough to hurt but he doesn’t mind. he wants to feel it tomorrow the same way you will.

he has condoms. he’s always been careful but when you grab his wrist and shake your head, he swears he almost cums then and there. he’s never fucked anyone raw but never in his life has he wanted to so badly as he does right now.

“shit baby, are you sure?” he asks and you nod, kissing the side of his jaw

“put it in” you whisper, “want you to cum inside me”

you were always the one to preach about safe sex but all that went out the door when it came to him. it wasn’t like you weren’t on the pill. you’ve thought about this moment enough times to know you wanted him to be your first.

you weren’t a virgin but you never let anyone fuck you unless they had a condom and sex never felt as good as it did in that moment. he was good with his fingers and hands but you needed him before you really did lose your mind.

“hurry issei” you beg so prettily for him, “fuck me”

he pushes into you slowly, wanting you to feel the way at he throbs and twitches and the way the vein on the underside of his cock brushed up against your gummy walls.

“you feel so fucking good” he groans, wrapping his hand around your neck. he squeezes just a little bit harder than before but it’s enough to have your eyes crossing.

your neighbours might file another noise complaint but issei was good at sweet talking his way out of things so you didn’t care too much.

“you feel how deep i am inside you baby?” he asks, pressing down your stomach with his free hand

“yeah” you nod, moaning louder when he fucks you deeper and harder.

the sound of skin slapping against skin only gets louder and the wet smack would embarrass you if you weren’t so fucked out already.

he knows you’re close, the way you squeeze around him. your body tenses up just before you’re cumming, squirting all over his abs and your own thighs.

“that’s it baby, give it to me” he grunts, holding you down as your body shakes. he’s not far behind, thrusting once, twice and then he’s cumming inside you.

it’s hot and warm and your legs squeeze around his waist tightly. he collapses forward but he’s careful not to crush you.

“jesus baby” he chuckles

“hm” you hum, wrapping your arms around his neck again but you’re too tired to move your body.

“give me 5 minutes and i’ll get you cleaned up again” he says, kissing your softly.

“i still want that cheesecake” you frown after a moment and he laughs, slapping your ass before getting up.

“like i said” he scoffs, “you’re spoiled!”

“yeah but you love me” you stretch, laying more comfortably on his pillows.

“yeah” he huffs and you can see the fondness in his eyes, “i do”

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ZB1 as boyfriend things

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genre: fluff, romantic, relantionship.

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❀Jiwoong:

*He´s not only your boyfriend but your personal caregiver;

*So concerned about you getting hurt physically or not that always has his arm around your waist and asks if you are good when you're out;

*If you working or doing something for school on your computer he is right there, his hand on your leg, probably working too;

*Even when you two can´t really act like a couple Jiwong will make your legs or hands touching where no one can see;

*The big reason beyond this is not only that he loves your touch, but wants you to know that he is there for you;

*You can be sure that this man would kiss your forehead 24/7;

❀Hanbin:

*Words of affirmation every minute;

*Hypes you up in long speechs anytime he has a chance:

*Wants to make sure that you see how much you are capable and that he loves you no matter what;

*You can´t think of anyone else to talk when you're feeling bad and end up in long late calls (he also confirmes that you're not annoying him);

*If he sees or hears that someone has hurt you he will make sure that person gets visited by karma;

*It's impossible not to melt at the sight of him with a silly passionate expression looking deep into your eyes telling that he loves you;

❀Zanghao:

*Completely sucker for finding places and discovering new things with you;

*Always sneaking out during free times, most of them testing different restaurants;

*Just the two of you giving more and making new memories;

*He just thinks it's great for keeping the relationship alive and fun;

*Always making sure you'll be comfortable exploring unknown areas;

❀Matthew:

*Making you shy it's his favorite hobby;

*Loves to kiss you unexpectedly and leave you completely surprised;

*Doesn't leave words out, knows very well when to whisper something dirty in your ear;

*But he sure prefers physical contact;

*Oh, just that funny smile he gives when he sees the effect he has on you!!!!!

❀Taerae:

*Simply spending time with you is enough;

*You both like to go out, but home dates are a favorite for practicality and safety;

*From enjoying a meal and watching something to lying in bed with him playing some melody on the guitar;

*For him it is more important to really be together paying attention to the other than the place;

❀Ricky:

*We don't even need to confirm again that he's addict to spoiling;

*But not only using his money and also giving you attention;

*From the outside, they might see him as someone who only cares about himself, but oh boy lovelicky attacks every day;

*Going to visit you with a gift in hand and holding you in his arms the whole time;

*If you start with "I wanted to..." he'll do it for you no matter what;

*And don't even think about complaining!

❀Gyuvin:

*His passion is to see you losing your mind after hours of him annoying you;

*Do little daily competitions with you always stealing and throwing it in your face that you lost;

*Makes you pay a bounty as a prize, that's how he gets your kisses;

*Even when he says raise the flag of peace, it's not over;

*Waits until you give in and you're hugging to whisper how he's better at something;

❀Gunwook:

*All he wants is to hold your hand and cuddle all day;

*Has a lot of youthful energy but is calm and sweet in your relationship;

*Always tries hard to show that he loves you by doing something for you;

*But actually the physical contact already makes it clear;

*Runs to be loved in hugs when he's feeling low;

*Holding hands everywhere and not letting it go for anything that happens;

❀Yujin:

*The maknae here is used to receiving attention and care ALL the time so you have to deal with it;

*He won't ask you, but will make it clear that he wants you around;

*Pretend to be mad when you wear the pants in the relationship;

*Deep down he loves being taken care of by you, but he will never admit it;

*Pouts and sly moments happen every day in your relationship;

*Just a baby looking for comfort and love <3;