#umm so I know we like. can’t stand each other and never talk. but’

[angeltannis]

Took my irl friend out bc she’s been asking my opinions of her favorite characters Halsin, Astarion and Gale and I told her I haven’t willingly talked to a man in this game in months

[heelvr78]

Project “sex” |L.H| TEASER

Pairing ◊ Fem!readerxstudent!hee

Genre ◊ smut, classmates too ??

Warnings ◊ smut, fem receiving, kissing, fingering, praising, degradation,unprotected sex, cock warming, ect.reader and heeseung are 18

Summary ◊ you and Heeseung have a project about human anatomy. You may end up exploring each others.

Release date: to be determined

Word count: to be determined

a/n: hey, this is my first fic so I hope you like it. Repost and likes appreciated.

More under the cut <3

“Good morning class” Ms smith says before sitting down her books on her desk. “ today we will be making a project about human anatomy. You are free to choose who to work with, the due date will be next Monday and we will present Tuesday”.

“Great” you huff as you look around the room to find a partner. You don’t really have friends except for Bryana and Hannah. They have always been by your side through thick and thin but unfortunately you don’t have any classes with them.

“Umm Ms I don’t have a part…” you say before you get cut off because of his arrival. Lee heesueng. He’s the cutest boy in your grade. He’s tall, has dark hair, sharp features. You’ve had a crush on him since junior high.

“ well y/n looks like you’ll have to work with Heeseung ” Ms smith says. You both give each other awkward glances before sitting down at a table and getting started on your project together.

“So what do you want our topic to be?” Heeseung says breaking the awkward silence. “ since everyone else took the less embarrassing option we have to do genitals” you gradually whisper out of embarrassment.

His cheeks begin to turn red at the thought of studying your private area. Before you and Heeseung can get started the bell rings for your next class. “ hey, do you mind coming over after to school to continue working on the project” heeseung says with a smirk on his mouth. “ yeah sure, I’ll be there around 4.” You say before darting out of the class to your friends down the hall.

You meet Bryana and Hannah standing next to your locker. “ guys you’ll never believe who I’m working with for my biology project” you say out of excitement “ who?” Both Bryana and Hannah say out of genuine confusion and curiosity. “Lee Heeseung” you say with excitement. “You know he’s know to be an f-boy right?” Hannah says with a concerned tone. “Well I think this is the perfect opportunity for her to talk to new people” Bryana says enthusiastically. Before you guys can finish your conversation the bell rings for your next class.

After the last bell rings you’re headed to heesueng’s house. You arrive to his front door and nervously ring the door bell. Suddenly the door swings open to a shirtless heesueng with gray sweats and wet hair.

As he stands in the doorway you can’t help but stare at his muscular physique. He looks straight out of my magazine. Suddenly you feel a wetness pooling in your panties.” You okay?” heesueng says with a concerned tone even though he knows exactly what he’s doing. “ yeah, yeah I’m fine” you say. “Come in” he says while opening the door for you. As you pass by him you can smell his strong cologne.

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[unfinishedslurs]

Established Stoncy (Eddie POV) (ot4 stoncy+steddie)

“Have you heard from Jonathan lately?” She asks quietly. 

“He’s been avoiding me as much as you, Nance.” He hears Steve’s hitched breath as she works, and sees her brush a soothing hand along his shoulder. Isn’t she supposed to be dating that guy they’re talking about? How can she talk about him with Steve so casually, like she’s not a hop skip and a jump from cheating on her boyfriend?

“I don’t know what I did wrong.”

“Hey, you didn’t do anything,” Steve says, and there’s so much fucking love in his voice Eddie has to squeeze his eyes shut. “He’ll come around, you know that. He’s just got to work through…whatever he’s working through first.”

“I don’t get why he’s avoiding you too. It’s like…”

“He’s not. He wouldn’t.”

“He did before,” she says, sounding vulnerable.

“I think we all agreed he was being stupid back then,” Steve says. “Like, me level idiot, and he doesn’t even have the brain damage to back it up. He’ll talk to us.”

“That’s not funny.” She pauses, and Eddie can see her clinging onto Steve’s words like a lifeline. “You think so?”

“I know so.”

She stands on her tiptoes to kiss him on the forehead, and Eddie turns away, pretending like he wasn’t eavesdropping on their private conversation.

"I don't know what happened between you two but... I'd get her back man. Whatever it takes. 'Cause that — that was as unambiguous a sign of true love as these cynical eyes have ever seen."

Steve’s mouth quirks, and he looks almost amused when he glances at Wheeler. Before he can respond, the ground rumbles, and they both stumble. 

“I’m not the only one who sees what's going on there, right?” He asks quietly, gesturing between the two lovebirds. 

Robin looks…caught, all the sudden, like he found her putting itching powder in his underwear. He doesn’t understand it. 

“Uh, yeah,” she says, strangled. “They’re, y’know, umm…”

He doesn’t understand why she’s acting so weird about this. Maybe Steve and Nancy had a bad break, years ago, but they’re clearly still into each other. It’s not like it’s out of the ordinary for two attractive, straight—

Ah. 

“So, Nancy?”

“What?”

“She’s pretty,” he offers, and Robin nearly trips on her face. 

“Do you—“

“No,” he says, and glances pointedly at Steve. “She’s, uh, not my type.”

“Oh?” She asks, and then comprehension dawns on her face. She looks between him and Steve, and her eyes widen. “Oh!”

“Yeah, oh,” he says. “So, like, I get it.”

“Get…it…” She blinks, and then realization settles across her face. “Oh, I don’t—-“ she cuts herself off. “I mean, yeah, no, Nancy’s like, super pretty. The prettiest. And a total badass, it’s like, insane. That’s why I’m…crushing…on her.”

She winces at her own awkwardness, and Eddie nods in support. It’s always weird to talk about it so openly. But hey, if you can’t do it in a hell dimension with no people, where can you talk about it?

“Maybe she likes girls,” he offers up, even though he doubts it. You never know. 

Robin’s subsequent coughing fit is so violent both Nancy and Steve turn around to check on them. 

“Rob?” Steve asks, hovering. “You okay?”

“I’m good,” she wheezes. Eddie awkwardly pats her back, and tries to pretend it’s not his fault. From the side-eye Nancy sends him, he only partially succeeds. Finally she takes one last gulp of air, and stands up straight. 

“So, Nancy!” She says brightly. “Guns, right?”

She takes Nancy’s arm and scurries off without a second look back at him, which is understandable. It takes time to talk about things like this. 

“What was that about?” Steve asks, falling into step with him. 

“Nothing.”

“Right.” Steve gives him a look, which he pretends not to see.

Steve is on babysitting duty when the car pulls up to the extremely beat up cabin Eddie’s been forced to hide in.

They both tense, but Steve looks outside and sighs in relief. “It’s Nance’s car,” he confirms, and helps Eddie hobble outside. Eddie’s putting a hand on the bannister to balance himself when a vaguely familiar figure stumbles out of the drivers seat.

“Jonathan!” 

Steve is practically a blur running past him, slamming into Byers and spinning him around. Wasn’t he just helping Nancy cheat on this guy? How can they just—

All his thoughts screech to a halt as soon as Byers takes Steve’s face in his hands and kisses him. 

And keeps kissing him. 

And Steve, King Steve, definitely not gay Steve, kisses back. Full on holding him by the waist, pulling him in until their entire bodies line up. As if letting go would make Byers disappear in a nice little poof of smoke.

Wow, Eddie thinks deliriously, holding onto the porch for dear life. These painkillers are no joke.

Nancy comes out of the car next, beaming as her boyfriend makes out with a man right in front of her. A man she was clearly cheating on her boyfriend with. 

Unless he’s not actually her boyfriend. Is she a beard? Is she bearding Jonathan? Is Steve cheating on Jonathan with his beard? 

He’s starting to think he’s missing a few pieces to this puzzle. 

“Um.”

The two lovebirds break apart, and all three of them fix Eddie with a wary look as they register the fact that yes, he is standing there and has been the whole time, thank you very much. Byers is holding Steve’s hand like a challenge, glaring at Eddie like he’s daring him to say something. As if Eddie isn’t the gayest motherfucker in Hawkins. 

“Right,” Steve coughs. “Jonathan, this is Eddie. He’s cool, he saved Dustin’s life. Eddie, this is Jonathan. My…uh. My boyfriend.”

Eddie stares. Nancy comes up and takes Jonathan’s other hand. “Our boyfriend,” she corrects. “We’re together. All three of us.”

“Oh,” he says. This is awkward. This is so awkward, Eddie can feel the trees wilting in embarrassment for him. Maybe if he’s lucky it’ll turn out he’s standing in quicksand or another portal will open up beneath his feet and he won’t have to deal with this awkwardness anymore. 

Steve likes boys. Good! Great! It would be fucking amazing if he didn’t apparently have a boyfriend. A boyfriend who is standing there in the flesh, silently giving Eddie the biggest stink eye of his life like he’s ready to throw down if he says the wrong this and oh God Eddie still hasn’t said anything-

“Congrats?”

Byers blinks. “Congrats?”

“Yeah, man,” Eddie says, as if he wasn’t just trying to get Nancy to break this dude's heart for Steve like two days ago. God, that’s so embarrassing. They’re already together. “You’ve got pretty good taste. Your charisma stats must be off the roof.”

If he remembers anything from high school that’s definitely a lie, but a little flattery never hurt anyone. 

Steve barks out a laugh, Nancy rolls her eyes, and Byers stares at him like he’s grown two new heads. “You’re Eddie,” he says, sounding it out. 

Eddie spreads his arms. “In the flesh. Well, mostly. I’m missing some chunks of it.”

“DND Eddie? From Hellfire?”

“Did they not tell you anything? Harsh, Wheeler. I thought you liked me.”

“Wrong Wheeler,” Byers says. “Mike wouldn’t shut up about you. Two days straight in a pizza van after we got the news of what you’d done, and I was ready to rip my hair out.”

Aww, that’s cute. He honestly likes the kid, even though Dustin has been thrust firmly into the “favorite” category, on the basis of nearly dying in his arms and probably traumatizing the kid forever. He’s glad the sentiment is returned. 

“You don’t even know the half of it,” Steve snorts as he starts dragging his partners towards the cabin. “Did you notice he only started growing his hair out after he met Eddie?”

“Wait, really?” Eddie asks as Steve snags him by the wrist and pushes him in front. Like a long, awkward, queer train. Is Nancy queer? Can he ask? Are they at that stage in their friendship? Does that come before or after fighting monsters together?

Nancy laughs harder than he knew she was capable of. “Oh my god, he did! I didn’t even realize!”

“Uh, yeah, because you didn’t have to hear day in and day out from that little shit how much cooler he is than me. Dude, did you know they thought you were scary? You?”

Eddie’s touched, honestly. He put a lot of work into terrifying the masses. “I am scary,” he says. “I fucking shredded along to Metallica to stop a demon from killing us all. I’m more metal than I ever was.” 

“Yeah but you’ve also got those, like, doe eyes, man.” Steve waves a hand as if he’s not making every wire in Eddie’s brain short circuit, and tugs them all down on the couch. 

“I have what now?”

Nancy giggles, leaning around her boyfriends to try and poke his cheek. He snaps his teeth at her. 

“Don’t you know? Steve’s weak to big, soulful eyes,” she says, batting her own eyes in emphasis. Byers rolls his, which are also big and brown and kind of wet, now that Eddie’s paying attention. 

“Nancy,” Steve whines, “don’t tell him that!”

“Sorry.” She doesn’t sound sorry, grinning as she practically sits in Byers’s lap to give Steve a peck. He watches them with the kind of fondness that Eddie’s always kind of dreamed of having directed at him, and it punches deep. 

So Steve isn’t cheating on anyone and probably never will, which is a relief and also a bummer to some of the more pathetic fantasies he’s whipped up in the past few days trapped in this cabin. He likes Nancy too much to ever actually get in the way of her true love, but it doesn’t hurt to dream. 

“Yeah, okay, I have big ol’ Bambi eyes or whatever. You wanna talk kiddie crushes and hero worship, how about Sinclair?”

“What about him?” Steve asks, apparently oblivious. 

“Uh, how about the whole basketball thing?”

Steve’s brow furrows. “He loves basketball!” He protests. “He asked me to practice with him when he first started thinking about joining the team, we still go out and play sometimes.”

“Uh huh,” Eddie says. “And how about the time I said something about your fight with Hargrove, and he jumped to your defense even faster than Dustin could about how badass and cool and handsome you were?”

“There’s no way he said that,” he says, turning bright red. “There’s—no. Billy was going to hurt him, he was, like, fucking twelve or something, I couldn’t just…he didn’t say that.”

“Might as well have. That entire speech had me clocking the kid faster than you can say ‘touchdown.’”

“That’s football.”

“I’ll tell you what he’d like to ball—“ he starts, and Steve screeches. 

“Shut up, shut up, don’t say that! He’s a baby, what is wrong with you—“

“That ‘baby’ already experienced his first hangover, mom. Time for little birdies to leave the nest.”

“You calling me mom makes it so much worse,” Steve tells him. “I should have left you to rot.”

“Probably!” He says brightly. “But that doesn’t stop the fact that Sinclair has a crush on you the size of Texas.”

“Jonathan,” Steve whines, burying his face in his hands, “make him stop.”

Byers pats Steve’s shoulder sympathetically. “Sorry, man, I thought you knew.”

“It was kind of obvious, Steve,” Nancy agrees. “He does ask to play basketball a lot. Especially on hot days.”

“What does the weather have to do with anything?”

“Shorts,” Nancy and Jonathan say together. 

“How short?” Eddie asks. He should probably think about switching pockets, if he’s turned into this much of a masochist. 

“So short,” Nancy says. “And he usually takes his shirt off halfway in, when he’s all sweaty.”

“Jesus, no fucking wonder. And he can’t blush either, can he? I’m starting to think he’s the smartest of the bunch.”

“Well, Byers?” Eddie spreads his arms, ignoring the trepidation in his gut. “Am I everything you expected?”

Byers tilts his head, looks at him with a gaze that could cut through bone. Eddie has a feeling the guy is finding out what every single one of his organs looks like, and he can’t tell if it’s a good or bad thing. 

Finally he gives a sharp nod, like he’s decided something. 

“I think if you stick around, the three of us are going to have to have a repeat of that conversation we had when I went to California,” he says, as if Eddie should know what the fuck that means. “You’re cool, man. Call me Jonathan.”

He blinks, mouth half open, and Byers’s-Jonathan’s mouth quirks. 

“Conversation about what?”

Byers hums noncommittally, because apparently their entire trio is bent on making Eddie’s sanity take a jump off the quarry. “A lot of things,” he sighs, and sends Eddie a wry little smile. “I haven’t exactly been a very good boyfriend lately.”

Eddie’s feeling magimous enough to be honest. “They think the world of you, man. I heard them talking about you. They…shit, they really love you, you know that? I think you’re gonna be okay.”

[joeshiestyslover]

i love u

pairing: lsu!fratboy!joe burrow x volleyballplayer!reader

summary: sometimes all you need to forgive your ex is two nosy best friends

warnings: language, angst, sad joe, some fluff at the end

a/n: y’all part 2 of i hate u is finally here!!! i’m so sorry i haven’t been active! hope y’all enjoy 🫶🫶

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masterlist part one

the past few weeks have been complete and total hell for you. you can’t even look at joe without feeling the urge to break down and cry. you try to avoid him and his teammates at all costs, including ja’marr. you’ve been sitting on the opposite side of the room, not wanting to tell him about what happened with his best friend, but be probably already knows.

ever since that night with your ex-boyfriend, you’ve been completely self isolating. when every you’re not in class or at volleyball practice, you’re in your dorm room. eve has felt so guilty because she was basically the reason you and joe got into the argument in the first place, but you constantly assure her it wasn’t her fault. you love eve, but if there’s one thing she’s good at, it’s getting into your business. she’s been begging you to talk joe ever since you told him to get the fuck out of your room, and you tell her no every time. little do you know, her and ja’marr have been plotting for the past week to get you and joe to get back together, at the very least stand each other. 

you are walking out of your econ class when you think you hear someone calling your name. you ignore it, thinking it’s your imagination until you feel a tap on your shoulder. you turn around, and behind you stands ja’marr; your eyes widen. “hey y/n. can we talk?” he asks you. “umm yeah sure.” you reply to him , not having the energy to argue. ja’marr leads you down the hallway so you’re both outside a storage closet. “so, why did you want to talk to me?” you question, stuffing your hands into your jacket pockets. “i’m sorry.” he tells you. “for what?” you ask him, confused. “for this.” ja’marr then shoves you into the closet you were just standing in front of. before you’re able to push against the door, it’s slammed shut and locked from the outside. “ja’marr let me out you dumbass! what the fuck is wrong with you?!” you begin to pound your fist on the door, but you get no response. he probably walked away, but why would he lock you in here in the first place, you think. 

you stand there for a bit before your thoughts are interrupted by the door opening. you think it’s ja’marr or someone else saving you from being trapped, but you notice another person being pushed into the closet to join you. as the door closes, you hear a, “what the hell?! let me out!” oh no. your heart drops as you hear the voice of the guy you’ve been avoiding for the past two weeks. “shit.” you whisper to yourself. 

“y/n?” joe asks you, somehow hearing your voice. “joe” you reply to him coldly. “did you get locked in here too?” he inquires. “no, i just decided to chill out in here for a few hours!” you exclaim sarcastically. joe lets out a sigh, hopefully he’s finally given up at starting a conversation with you as if you’re best buds. 

“y/n” joe speaks up again. you ignore him, not wanting a replay of a few weeks ago. “y/n please say something, anything.” he pleads. “i have nothing to say to you. i’ve already said everything i needed to.” you cross your arms over your chest, not even looking him in the eye. “okay fine then i’ll talk.” you continue to avoid his eye line. “i will never stop telling you how sorry i am for what i did. i was a stupid and an asshole. i lost sight of myself and i became someone that i didn’t like. you never deserved that. i hate myself for how i ended it with you. i’m so, so sorry.” you don’t know what to say because you really wanna forgive him, but you don’t know if you can. he hurt you more than anyone else has in your life. how do you even begin to forgive someone for that?

“joe, i understand that you feel sorry now, but you didn’t feel sorry when it first happened. you seemed to be having the time of your life, partying and hooking up with random girls while i was at home crying my eyes out every night wondering why you didn’t want me anymore. tell me, was it easy for you to forget me?” “trust me, there was never a moment where you weren’t on my mind. i thought i did what was right at first, but as time went on, i realized that i had made the biggest mistake of my life. i tried to text you, call you, and even dm you on instagram, but you blocked me, which i completely understand by the way.” joe tells you, starting to become desperate. 

“you still hurt me joe. you made me feel as if i did something wrong, like i wasn’t enough for you. i thought that you left me for someone better.” you tell him while looking at your shoes. “it’s not your fault. it has never been your fault. stop beating yourself up over something i did. i promise you i found no one else that was better than you because there is no one better. i will never find anyone i love more than you. you are truly the most amazing and the most beautiful girl i have ever met. you’re it for me y/n.” “really?” you ask him, becoming more open to the idea of forgiving him. “i promise. i love you y/n, i never stopped.” you’re finally able to look him in the eyes. “oh joe, i never stopped loving you either, but i won’t forgive except under one condition.” “anything.” you replies, hope beginning to gleam in his eyes. “you never, ever pull shit like this again. if you do, don’t expect another chance.” you state. “done. i promise i won’t break your heart again.” he begins to step closer to you. “will you kiss me now?” you ask, looking up at the blue eyes you fell in love with when you were six. joe smiles and leans his head down while cupping the sides of your face. you close your eyes and wait until joe’s lips meet yours.

you two stay like this for a while before you hear the door open. you and joe both look towards the open door and see ja’marr and eve with shit eating grins on their faces. “i told you it would work!” eve turns towards ja’marr. “you guys planned this?!” you yell at the both of them. “well yeah. we had to get you both to make up somehow, you guys were fucking miserable! and we need our quarterback to actually make plays, you know.” ja’marr tells the two of you. “i’m sorry we had to do it like this but we were desperate.” “i hate how you did it, but thank you.” joe says, looking at you lovingly. you look back at him and give him a quick peck on the lips. “awww!” you hear ja’marr and eve exclaim. “shut up.” you and joe tell your friends before letting out a loud laugh. you start to feel like your old self again. it’s as if nothing changed, and you couldn’t be happier.

[noonaishere]

Online/Offline [C.S] - fifty-six | plucky servants

The next day at work you stood with Minsoo in the kitchen and discussed her options concerning her crush on Seonghwa. Sure, it might have been unimportant by other people’s standards, but you were happy for anything to take your mind off your current situations, plural.

“Okay, so…” you sighed, “Wooyoung’s an idiot, and not helpful.” 

“I am literally standing right here.” 

Both of you turned to Wooyoung, who was standing with one hand on the edge of the counter and the other on his hip. Minsoo looked at him with a face of mild shock, indicating she might not have seen him behind you. You viewed him with a raised eyebrow.

“Just do it like I said.” He said.

“She’s literally not doing that, Wooyoung.”

Wooyoung sighed and went back to what he was doing.

“So what should I do--”

“Get out of my kitchen if you’re not going to listen to me.”

You angrily narrowed your eyes at Wooyoung as you ushered Minsoo out of the kitchen. He narrowed his eyes back and you stared at each other for a few seconds before you joined her behind the counter.

“So what should I do?” She asked again.

“Ugh, I’m so not good at this. Just like… be… yourself.” You gestured uselessly.

“But I want him to like me.”

You looked at Minsoo blankly. “Do you think you’re unlikable?”

Minsoo looked away and nodded a small nod. “Well…” she whispered. “Yeah.”

“Minsoo, if he doesn’t like you for you then you shouldn’t want to go out with him.”

“Why not?”

“Because… he would never respect you. Someone who doesn’t like who you are deep inside won’t actually care about you when you need help, he would never be happy when you’re happy, he’d never defend you if you can’t defend yourself.”

She looked at you, seeming to consider your words before looking away again.

“How about this?: Why do you like him?”

“Because he’s… At first I liked him because he’s so pretty. But now… he’s stern, but he’s kind. He doesn’t really make jokes a lot because I think he wants people to think he’s serious all the time, but when he does, he’s funny.”

“Hmm,” you leaned against the counter and folded your arms. “Funny is something a person should be, if they possibly can.”

Minsoo smiled a small smile and nodded at your agreement.

“But why do you think he wouldn’t like you?”

“Cause, like, I’m me.”

You raised an eyebrow.

“I’m like… awkward and fat and not on his level on terms of appearance--”

“I need to stop you. Do you know what Wooyoung and I both said when we first saw you walk into the café?”

“I-- no?”

“‘She’s chubby and cute.’ That’s what we both said.”

“Isn’t ‘chubby’ just ‘fat’?”

“Okay so, your problem is that you’re using ‘fat’ in a negative way.”

“But… It's bad to be fat.”

“Who told you that?”

“Umm… my mom. And my aunts. San’s mom, especially. My grandma liked it because I always ate all the food she made when no one else did because they were all watching their weight.”

“So… in the list you just gave me, which people were more important to please? Your grandma who was so happy that you ate all her home-cooked food? Or your mom and aunts who were so concerned about their appearances that they didn’t eat what their mother made them?”

She thought for a moment.

You thought for a moment. "Why don't you talk to your grandma about this? Maybe she can say something to your mom."

"She died a couple years ago"

“Ahh,” you nodded. “I’m sorry.”

She nodded back.

You sighed as you thought. You had been raised totally differently from how Minsoo was raised, differently than most people you knew, actually. You didn’t know if it was just your parents’ morals or because of the Terror Triplets who wanted to get you out of the way so they could have Yeosang, but you could always remember your parents saying things like, ‘What a body can do is more important than what it looks like,’ and, ‘Even if other people would describe your body as broken, at least you’re living and can experience life,’ and ‘Even if living with your body is hard, there’s always good things to look forward to,’ and their constant cheering you on when you were a kid-- what other parents would show up at the school to fight with the principal because he wouldn’t just move you away from students who were making your life hell? They were solid people, your parents, and you were lucky to have been raised by them. But, because of that, you just could not fathom a mother who would tell her own daughter that she’s fat, implying that it made her ugly and unlovable. Surely she’d have to know how that would affect her in the future, right? That she might be causing an eating disorder or depression that she could end up living with for years or even the rest of her life? Not to mention the self-loathing that would make it impossible to engage in relationships-- like right now. How could a parent do that to their child? You sighed again as you thought of a different line of questioning.

“Did they cook you anything? Your mom and aunts?” You asked.

“Oh, no, we had a chef. They never cooked anything.”

Your eyebrows ticked up at the news of them having a chef and you blinked in disbelief for a moment before recovering. “Okay, so were they too busy to cook or too lazy?”

“Mmm… none of them cook much. They don’t like cooking.”

“Then who cares what they think? They can’t even cook and they want to be mad at you for having a healthy appetite?”

She looked confused.

“Listen, there’s nothing wrong with how you or me or anyone else is shaped, every body is different. And your body is not your mom’s body or your aunt’s body, so they can’t have an opinion on it because it's not theirs to live with. And the one person who actually made you food with love and care, was happy when you ate it all.”

She seemed to consider this.

“Food is what sustains us, right? So making food for people we love - and seeing them eat it - is way more important than starving yourself just so you look a certain way. I think your grandma would agree with me on that.”

She nodded slowly.

“So: it seems like you being chubby - and cute - is totally okay. And your eating made your grandmother happy, are you happy you made her happy at all?”

“Yes.”

“Then that’s good.”

She stared at you, her brows knit from trying to understand. You put a hand on each of her cheeks and she stared at you, wide-eyed, as you held her face.

“Listen to me when I say this to you:”

She tried to nod, her cheeks squishing because of your hands.

“None of that shit matters anyway because you're sweet and kind and a precious human being. That’s the important part, the rest is all incidental.”

She blushed as she pulled away. “You sound like San.”

“He says those things?”

“Yeah. Whenever my mom gets on my case for my weight, I go and talk to him because I have no one else to talk to about it and he tells me stuff like that.”

You nodded. “We'll… he's right.”

She processed this for a few moments. “But… Seonghwa isn’t chubby.”

“And?”

“What if he doesn’t like chubby girls?”

“Well, one he’d be an idiot, because you’re adorable. And it’d still just be what I said before: if he doesn’t like you for you, then you shouldn’t want to date him.”

She nodded slowly. She idly walked a few feet away, watching her feet as she did so. She turned back to you.

“Have you ever confessed to anyone before?”

“Mmmno.”

“Oh.”

“You know what? Just ask him out.”

“What?”

“Just ask him out. Like Wooyoung said, only less yelling and less…”

“...Sounding like I’m threatening him?”

You laughed. “That too.”

She smiled.

“You have a really cute smile, Minsoo.”

Her hands came up to rest on her cheeks. “Y-you think so?”

“Mhm.”

She blushed.

“Listen, if he rejects you, you can tell me and we’ll watch sad movies and get drunk together, okay?”

She smiled. “That’d be fun.”

You smiled. 

Seonghwa walked out of the kitchen. “Everything okay up here?”

“Yeah, uh…” you looked at Minsoo and winked before turning to Seonghwa, 

“It’s good you came up here, I was just about to ask Wooyoung what he could train me in next.”

You nodded at both of them and left for the kitchen… 

And bumped directly into Wooyoung, who shushed you and pulled you behind him so you could both watch if Minsoo said anything. 

“I feel like we’re plucky servants in some British TV show from the 70s.”

“The café’s only one floor, though.”

Wooyoung widened his eyes in an expression that was somewhere between anger and being impressed that you understood his reference, and went back to listening.

You chuckled.

“Umm…” Minsoo started.

“Are you okay Minsoo? Adjusting to knowing everything you have to?”

“Yeah… Thank you for asking.” She smiled.

He smiled back.

“Um… oppa, do you remember when I said I thought you were cool?”

“When we were younger? Yeah.”

She nodded.

Wooyoung grabbed your hand. You put your own over his as you shared in the suspense.

“Umm… So… I still think you’re cool.” She wrung her hands for a moment as she got up the courage. “Umm…” Her voice shook. “I think you’re cool and I wanted to know-- if-- if you were dating anyone! And… if not… if you’d like to go on a date with me?”

You and Wooyoung turned to each other, eyes wide as if you were asking each other what you were seeing, then turned back to what was happening.

Seonghwa’s eyebrows ticked up in surprise. “O-oh.” He stuttered. 

They stood in awkward silence for a few moments; Minsoo beet red and looking at the floor, Seonghwa viewing her passively.

“Umm… you might as well look at me while you ask me out, no?” He asked.

She looked up in shock. “What?”

“Shouldn’t one look at the object of their desire when they ask them on a date?”

She stuttered uselessly for a few seconds before finding her words. “Uh-- I-- Oh-- Um… I… it depends.”

He smiled. “On what?”

“On… if you’re saying yes?”

He nodded, turning away from her for a moment as he thought. She watched him. He turned back and she jumped. 

He chuckled. “You seem to have grown up quite well, Minsoo. You’re very brave.”

She didn’t respond, confusion across her features.

“I think I should love to go on a date with you.”

“I-- you-- really?”

He smiled and nodded. 

You and Wooyoung held hands and jumped as much as you could without making any noise, mouths open in silent celebratory screaming.

“Oh--” she inhaled and covered her mouth, collapsing to the floor in a squat. “I’m sorry!”

He crouched down and put a hand on her shoulder. “Are you okay?”

“I didn’t wake up today thinking I would ask you out,” her breath shuddered as she fought off her emotions, “And I never thought you’d say yes.”

“What? Why wouldn’t I say yes?”

“Well, you’re older.”

“I’m only three years older than you,” he laughed.

“And you… you look like you and I just look like me.”

He was quiet for a moment as his mouth opened in shock. “Minsoo… you’re so beautiful and… I’m so surprised that you’re not already dating someone on that account alone.”

“Not a lot of guys like chubby nerds,” she rolled her eyes with a laugh.

“Yes… I remember the models you bought when your family visited Japan…”

She looked at him, worriment across her face; in mentioning her interests she had fucked up, and now he was going to refuse her.

“Minsoo, can I choose the place of our first date?”

“You-- you still want to go out with me?”

He smiled. “I promise.”

She nodded, still in disbelief. “Okay, you can pick.”

“I promise you’ll love it.”

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Breath play with Garrick? 👀

Experimenting with Garrick

Request:  Breath play with Garrick? 👀

Experimenting with Garrick 

Synopsis: Riorson Reader X Garrick Tavis. You have been in a relationship with Garrick ever since you were fostered together after your parents rebellion. You two have seen it all and t been through all alot which has led you to trying a lot of things in the bedroom. There was one thing that neither of you have yet to try though and that was breathe play. Even with your new signet of air manipulation it had never occurred to you two to try something like that until you had learned about from a fellow squad mate that just so happened to be dating your brother. 

Trigger Warnings: Breathe play, Safe word, swearing. 

Word count: 1447

  Y/N POV

     It was just after the battle at Basiath and you had been comfortably back at Riorson house. Well as comfortable as one could get with 100 plus cadets and some whatever number of gryphon riders. You had never been more thankful for our own bedroom in your own home than you were now.  It meant that you could get privacy but above all else it meant that you and Garrick could still sleep peacefully in the same bed at night and not crowded around a million other cadets. 

   Being close proximity to your brother's ex pissed you off enough that you looked forward to the time you and Garrick got to retreat to your room at night. However before doing so tonight you were sitting in front of the fire talking with your squad when Garrick, Xaden and Bodhi were off training in the yard. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes as Sawyer was having a conversation with Jesinia; where he had clearly been taught sign language by Ridoc.  

   You had been roped back into the conversation with Rhiannon and Violet; which had now landed on the topic of your sex lives. You groaned and said “do we have to?”..

    Rhiannon let out a chuckle “Oh come on Y/n it’ll be fun!”  “Yeah but she’s with my brother.” You groaned and gestured to Violet. 

   “Well I umm do have something interesting to say.” She almost stuttered. “Oh?” You asked your curiosity now, almost picked even though you most certainly should not be wondering about Xaden’s sex life even though it was now pretty clear whenever Xaden and Violet were having a heated moment when a random thunderstorm happened. They really need to learn to control their signets you thought to yourself. 

  “Have either of you heard of breath play?” Vi asked as you and Rhiannon glanced at each other and then shook your heads no. “Well it kinda constricts your breathing to a point.” You weren’t going to lie to yourself, this had you wanting her to explain more. “How do you two, well you know you.” Asked. Violet chuckled “Well his shadows are a major factor and so is a safe motion.” “Safe motion?” You asked. “Yeah instead of a safe word since I can’t easily open my mouth as his shadows act as a rope tied tightly around my neck.” “If I get too uncomfortable or can’t breathe; I tug his ear two times.”  “And you honestly find that arousing?” Vi nodded. “You and Garrick never?”  You shook your head no; “I mean we’ve been together for several years even though we were separated for two when he came here and until I started; so we’ve tried lots of kinks but never that. With me being just 5 feet; height kinks are our favorite. But maybe we will toss a little spice in the bedroom tonight.” “Better make sure those sound wards are in top shape tonight.” Rhiannon smirked. “Very funny Rhi.” You smirked and tossed a throw pillow in her direction. 

                            Later that night Garrick’s POV

  I smiled as Y/N came out of the attached bathroom in just one of my black t-shirts. “You look very cheeky tonight my little one.” I said standing off the bed and pulling her into my arms. “The girls and I were talking.” “Oh yeah about what my angel?” I hummed starting to pamper kisses over her neck and shoulder knocking us back on the bed. “About our sex lives.” “Really you didn’t share anything too much did you my little one?” I asked her and pulled my shirt over her head revealing her fully exposed breasts and beautiful body. I usually hated the rebellion mark but on her it looked absolutely beautiful and hugged her arm perfectly. Being Xaden’s younger sister she had the second biggest one and I had the third biggest. I also admired her new dragon relic she gained in October from Oirre, the green dragon she bonded that hugged her hip and went up to just under her breasts. 

      She shook her head no. “Good girl.” I said starting to lightly massage her breasts. “But Violet did and I think we should try something.” “Oh?” I asked detaching my lip slightly from her left breast. “Yeah it's called breath play.”  “Is that safe? I’d never do anything to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable, my little one.” “Yeah.” She said running her fingers through my thick hair, my fingers still making work all over her body, one of them finally resting on her clit. “Go on.” I murmured, kissing all over her and rubbing light circles on her clit.

   She whimpered before speaking; “They use a safe motion; like she tugs his ear two times if she is starting to feel uncomfortable. They use his shadows to restrict the air flow around her neck but I was thinking we could use your hand over my mouth and nose or something like that.” I nod “Only if you promise to tape my shoulders two times if you get two uncomfortable.” 

   “I promise Gare I will.” She whimpered at my touch as I was now sliding two fingers in and out. “Ok how do you wanna start baby girl?” “Have sex like normal? And then you just whenever you're ready?” I nod my head lining my lower half with hers. “Are you ready for me; my sweet little one?” I asked lightly brushing my tip against her entrance. 

  “Yes Gare.” She moaned as I slid into her and started to lightly thrust as her legs wrapped around my waist and I started to suck on her breasts once more. I kept the steady pace going but increased my thrust just slightly as I looked her in the eyes. Seeing her lust and desire in those pretty onyx eyes made me know she was ready for me.  “Remember to tape my shoulder two times.” She nodded and said “Yes Gare Bear.” Good girl I whispered still thrusting into her as I placed my right hand over her face. 

  I could feel her suck in a breath as my left hand easily covered her mouth and nose, my fingertips resting just under just in between her eyes. She whimpered and started squirm beneath me as I felt her get wetter to the touch as I applied slightly more pressure with my hand against her face. “That's my good girl. Take this so well for me.” I cooed as I wrapped my fingers around her neck but not too tightly; this was only our first time trying this and I didn’t want to hurt or scare her; my thrust still at a faster rhythmic pace inside of her. 

   She moaned as loudly as she could as I could feel her squirm even more underneath me. With this I knew she was very close to coming undone as I applied the most pressure to her face that I could feel comfortable doing so, I could her hair breathing getting more shallow. But I wasn’t too worried just yet as I knew her air manipulation signet was helping her and that Oirre wouldn’t let her go too far. 

  “That’s my good girl.” I said again. “Do you want me to remove my hands when my pretty girl comes for me?” I asked; smiling as she tapped my shoulder two times.” “Good girl.” I breathed removing her hands and I could literally see her inhale of oxygen as we both came undone at the same time. “Garrick.” She moaned so damned loudly I’ve never been more thankful for soundwards than at this moment.  “Gods Y/N.” I moaned as we both finished. 

    “How did that feel my little one?” I asked, placing a soft kiss on her forehead as I held her close. “Fucking exhilarating. When you moved your hands, and I got the fresh breath of air at the same time I came. It was-” I chuckled cutting her off “It was damned near sexy seeing that lust in your onyx eyes. Would you again baby girl?” “Yeah, I think I’d like to but not every time.” I nodded and hummed in agreement. “Why don't we get in that large tub of yours and get cleaned up before bed.” She nodded and clung onto me as we stood. “Maybe we will need to change the sheets too.” She giggled looking at the mess we made over my shoulder. “Yeah, we may want to. I love you Gare Bear.” She said contentedly into my chest. “I love you to my little one always.” I said softly, turning the tub water onto the perfect temperature. 

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Butterflies Part 2

A/n: This is part two to Butterflies.

It’s been a week since Jack had asked you out and now you were getting ready for your date. To say you were nervous was an understatement. You’ve always been nervous around Jack but now that you were going on a date with him you were in shambles.

You were putting on your favorite pair of gold hoops when you got a text from Jack saying he was outside.

“Shit” you cursed at yourself now spraying your favorite perfume rushing to get out the door. You took one final look in the mirror admiring how you looked. You were wearing some green cargos with a white long sleeve with some new balance 574s.

Once you got down to the lobby of your apartment you could see jack leaning against his car looking down at the floor with his hands in his pockets.

You open the door to go outside and the sound of your footsteps catchJacks attention. Looking up Jack swears you look like an angel.

“Oh damm” he says then clears his throat. “I mean hey, you look beautiful.” He says with a smile.

“Thank you Jack, you look good too.” You say smiling back. He leans off the car and opens the door for you. You shyly go in the car and wait for Jack to get in the driver seat.

“So where are you taking me Harlow?” You say looking over at him with a grin. Jack had not told you where he was talking you yet so you decided to see if you could get it out of him.

“Mm you’re going to have to wait for that.” He says smirking looking over at you.

“Ugh come on just tell me, I wanna know.” You say throwing your head back on the head rest.

He keeps his eyes on the road completely ignoring you while also having a smile on his face.

Once you finally arrive you see the big sign that says “Mini Golf”. But there was one weird thing you noticed when you looked around. You were the only car in the parking lot.

“Umm is it closed or something? Why are we the only ones here?” you asked confused one you and Jack were both out of the car standing next to each other.

“ You should know me by now and know i’m going all out for you.” Jack said looking down at you with a little smirk on his face.

“Oh okay Harlow well let’s go then.” You said with a smile. Walking in Jack leads you outside where everything is set up.

After playing for a while you guys were sitting in the little area when Jack heard your stomach growling.

“You hungry? We can go get something.” Jack says with a little laugh.

“Um yeah let’s go.” You say shyly looking down.

You end up eating at a sushi restaurant with Jack sitting next to you, and you swear every time you made a joke he would laugh extra hard and move closer to you.

While you were finishing up your food you two fell into a comfortable silence when Jack spoke up.

“Y/n can I be real with you real quick?” Jack asks.

You nod while moving in your seat nervously.

“I really like you, and I know since your last relationship you don’t really trust nobody but I want you to know that I really want you to be mine. I want to love you the way you deserve to be loved.”

You take a moment to look into his eyes and see that what he’s saying is really genuine and means what he says.

“I really like you too Jack. But please don’t mess this up I can’t take another heartbreak. Especially by you.”

Jack grabs your hands “ I would never do that to you. Believe me I would never ruin something good, especially if it’s with you.”

You smile and you both lean in to kiss.

“So will you be my girlfriend Y/n?”

“Of course I will dummy.”

Hope you enjoyed💕✨

[thenightling]

 I really, really, really, reeeeaaallly wish people who don't know the characters would stop "explaining' The Sandman to people. Things being spread that are not true:  1.  False: Morpheus is bad with children.  Morpheus is not bad with children.   His fall out with Orpheus was when Orpheus was a grown man.  Calliope even testified at Morpheus's wake that Morpheus was very good with Orpheus when he was small.  He even made him musical instruments.

   2.   False:  "Jessamy was an ordinary raven. That's why she doesn't talk and why she could be shot.   Matthew is a dream-raven so he's different."   No, in the comics Jessamy does talk.  She was Morpheus's Raven since at least the 1780s. And all of his ravens are deceased mortals.  Lucien (now Lucienne) was the first raven and can still take raven form at will according to the story The Hunt.

   3.   False: All Nightmares are evil, it's just their nature.  No. their nature is to be scary in your dreams.  Most of them never really harm anyone outside of the story acted out in your dreams.   It's like the monsters in Nightmare before Christmas.  "Life's no fun without a good scare. That's our job but we're not mean."  Most of the nightmares are actually quite friendly when not doing their jobs. Cain and Abel, for example, would invite you over for tea and biscuits while they tell scary stories.

  4.   False:  Daniel is Morpheus's biological son.   No, it's important to know that Orpheus was his only son, it's a major plot point.  Also Morpheus was in a glass cage when Daniel was conceived in the comics so there’s also that... 5.   False: Morpheus groomed Daniel and could have picked any mortal child to be his heir.   Daniel isn't just his heir.  Daniel IS Dream of The Endless.  It's not a title, it's what he is.   He's not a normal child.   Daniel gestated in dreams for two years after being the result of a woman being impregnated by a ghost.   He's no normal baby.  And, as far as I know, a normal human child can't just become an aspect (Piece) of an Endless.  

6.  False:  Morpheus would tell you to just “stop doing that” if he sees you fall in front of him.

I sort of understand where this comes from since he says “Then stop it” when Delirium tells him it hurts her to be sane.  But we already know he offers to help someone up when she falls in front of him. 7.  False:  Despair would win against “Hope” in “The Oldest Game” but Lucifer didn’t want to say it.  This is repeated so often that those that think they are deep and clever for saying it don’t seem able to stop and think about it.  Hope defeats Despair. They’re two sides of the same coin, each counters the other. Each Endless is a thing and its opposite.  Despair also represents Hope.  Remember, she even accidentally orchestrated the creation of Superman.  Pretty much anything you come up with that can beat hope is defeated by Hope so you have a stalemate, not a victory.   Also in the comics the contest wasn’t even against Lucifer, it was against Choronzon.     

8.  False: "Morpheus hates stairs."  I felt like I was having a stroke on a thread in my Sandman group when someone tried to "Explain" to me that Morpheus doesn't like staircases.  I showed him seated on his stairs in The Sandman: Brief Lives, and they decided to tell me he doesn't like climbing stairs. Umm... What?   Why?    He doesn't have bad legs.   He's the King of Dreams AND a drama queen.  

You don't think he likes to dramatically have a cape billow behind him as he descends or ascends a staircase like Christopher Lee's Count Dracula?      There's even a Netflix poster of him standing ON a staircase. it's petty but I am tired of people spreading false information about The Sandman canon and then other people fall for it and assume it's true because it's gone unquestioned.          

[msanimedolphin]

~Back In The Game~

~Chapter Twenty-Nine~

-Series Masterlist-

What happens when a girl who loves volleyball joins a boys' volleyball club? Does she find love? Will she relive her past or move forward? Join (L/N) (Y/N) on a journey with fun twists and turns.

I don't own Haikyuu or any of the characters.

-Last Time-

“Right. First and foremost…receiving.” Ukai says addressing everyone.

“If you can’t do that, you’re useless. We focus on that starting tomorrow!” Ukai continues.

“Yes, Coach! Thank you very much!”

“Don’t forget your cool-down stretches.”

“Okay, guys! Stretch out!” Daichi instructs.

“Yeah!!”

“Graaaah…” Ukai sighs.

“...? Are we really so terrible at receiving that it’s worth that heavy a sigh?” Takeda asks.

“Nah. Yeah it’s bad, but… that’s not what I was thinking.”

“...?”

“Back when I was a player and I was on the side that got picked to play, I never gave it any thought, but…when you’re on the side that does the picking as a coach…you can get stuck with some real tough decisions.” Ukai says while looking at Suga and Kageyama talking.

“...”

“Clean up now! Hurry!” Ukai yells.

“Yes, Coach.”

On your way to help clean, you see Hinata looking off into the distance. Just as you’re about to check on him, he speaks.

“Asahi-san!”

“? Yes?”

“I…I’m no Ace, but…I’m gonna be the Greatest Decoy…so that I can open up the way for the Ace!” Asahi looks at him surprised.

‘Way to go Hinata!’ You think proudly.

“Oh! Um! I still can’t do that without Kageyama’s setting though. But, uh…um…ah…uh…er…ummm…”

“Listen, um… It’s usually the wing spiker playing on the outside left that gets labeled the Ace, right? So that’d be me or Tanaka.”

“? Right.”

“Yeah, hitting through triple blocks and getting most of the sets when things get tough… that’s all part of the Ace’s job. But getting your setter to say something like that about you? I think that’s pretty awesome too.”

“...?”

“Uhh…so umm…yeah. A-Anyway! What I’m trying to say is…despite whatever position anybody plays…don’t you think the coolest player is the one the other team watches out for the most? Like if they said “Watch out for that small middle blocker! He’s crazy fast!” and stuff.”

“!!!” Hinata nods ferociously.

“If you want my spot, I won’t let you take it that easily.” You smile at the two.

“Yes, sir!!”

“Um…that’s assuming I get to be back in the starting lineup though.” You deadpan.

“Geez, Asahi! You are so timid for such a big guy.” Suga chuckles.

“It’s good to have you back too…Suga.” Daichi says.

“I’m sorry I was such a wishy-washy, namby-pamby, fidgety-flighty, indecisive wreck.” 

“I wouldn’t go that far.” You chuckle. “And it’s good to have our reliable libero back. Right, Noya?”

“Yeah!” The libero answers enthusiastically. 

“But no more smacking the vice principal around and breaking stuff, got it?” Noya freezes and has an embarrassed and scared look on his face. “Oh yeah. I guess we got our wuss of an Ace-only-in-name wing spiker back too. I’d almost forgotten.” You giggle at Daichi’s words and Asahi’s facial expression.

“Right. Let’s finish this off and call it a night, folks!” Ukai announces as all the players gather in a circle while you, Kiyoko, Takeda, and Ukai stand to the side.

“Karasuno…Fight!” Dachi cheers.

“Yeah!”

“Oh, Coach.” Takeda says getting the man’s attention.

“?”

“These are the team’s managers. This is Shimizu Kiyoko, a third year.” He introduces, gesturing to the girl, who bows.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Kiyoko says.

“Same to you.”

“And this is (L/N) (Y/N), a first year.” Takeda gestures to you. You bow and then look up to see Ukai has a look of disbelief and hope. When he sees your face fully his expression turns to recognition and shock.

“It’s nice to see you again, Keishin-san.” You say shyly. This surprises Takeda.

“You two know each other?!” He asks.

“Yeah. My gramps used to teach her when she was younger…”

“Don’t forget you would help too.”

“Yeah, you were a terrible student.” He smirks.

“Hey! No, I wasn’t. You were just a bad teacher!!”

“Whatever you say, kid.” You give him a playful evil look. You then get serious.

“So, how is he?” As you and Ukai talk, Kiyoko and Takeda go their ways to let you catch up. The team sees you two talking and wonders if you know each other, and if so, how.

“Okay. Next up…the training camp. Right?” Ukai asks.

“Right.” You reply.

-Bonus-

You’re walking home with Hinata Kageyama, Tanaka, and Noya when Hinata speaks.

“Hey, (Y/N)...”

“What’s up?”

“So I saw you talking with Coach before we left…”

“Okay…What about it?”

“W-Well, you looked like you know each other…”

“Oh!” You giggle. “ Yeah, I know him. His grandfather used to teach me when I was little.”

“Really?!” Hinata, Tanakam and Noya ask. You laugh at their reaction.

“Yup! Keishin-san helped Coach Ukai from time to time as well.”

“Wow! That’s awesome!” Hinata says before he starts asking a million questions. This leads to Kageyama getting annoyed and yelling at Hinata. You laugh as you watch your four friends chat and bicker.

‘I can’t believe I found such amazing friends.’ You think.

~To Be Continued~

[cuddl3s4shur1]

Sincerely,Your Love Riri

Riri x Hbcu New Girl Black Fem

Summary:When becoming the new girl in the college you start to meet the girl everyone warns you not talk to go to

Authors Note:Been in my drafts for a hot minute

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Part 1: Class

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Y/n's POV

You had been new to campus, which made you "popular". A lot of people started to tell you not to go to a girl named riri. The reason on why was stupid "don't go to her because she can be very mean" . It sounded like a 5 year old giving reason to not like someone.

You where walking around to find your class . Even though you were “popular” nobody helped you,Not even once. “So where tf am I know” you say as you look up from the map. You walk over to a table where a girl and some books .”not to inarupt you but can you give me a tour” You ask the girl as she looks up from her phone.”umm not- Actually yeah why not I have nothing else to do “ at first the girl was about to decline your offer but she said yes.

As you and riri began to start the tour the school people begin to give you guys looks. “Why are those people giving looks” you ask her confused. “Most people don’t fuck with me because I messed up a popular guys grade and they think I’m mean” she exclaims she seemed unfazed about people not liking her and you liked that about her.

“Well you know this but this the cafeteria”She says with a nod and you guys began to walk to the next area. Riri points at a door “this Mr.Hogs Arts History class “ you begin to hum as a response. On the other side we Ms.Marello With History. Riri starts to walk and you follow.

For the next couple of classes you and riri missed you guys where enjoy the time together. You guys made jokes and you learnt about Some teachers. You knew missing classes on the first day was a bad impression but you happened to let the headmaster know . You said you and a student would miss class. You just never told her which student it would be.

“Thx for the tour riri it was nice to do it with you I’ll see you later right “ you ask confused on what she might say .”yeah I’ll see you” Riri responds and she begins to walk off and than a stop. “Wait what’s you name “ she asks without looking back. “Y/n” I respond happy . “See you around y/n”

Riri’s Pov

As I leave her I thought she was a pretty cool person.She was a one of kinda girl. I haven't meet someone like her. I mean it's not like I really talk to people other than mj my mom and shuri but still.

“Mj I'm telling you she's my match she's the girl I want to sing sure thing to “ I tell her she rolls her eyes. “Your a fucking simp you just met the girl “ mj says. Although she was right in many ways I didn't know what I want and that's her. “Mj she’s different I know it “ I exclaim. Mj begins to hmm as a response just like y/n. “I will protect her no matter what” I say begin demanding. “Ok stalker “ Mj says as she ends with a laugh. “I can’t stand you dude” .

No Pov

Y/n and riri did see each other after the first meeting but they never talked . They would exchange friendly gestures and words by never had a full conversation. This caused riri to get a little suspicious on where y/n stands. Riri began to get defensive over y/n and caused threats to people who would say something rude . She also pushed people away so there relationship would get stronger.

Mj saw this as the first stage of Riri becoming crazy . “This is no way to have her talk to you more “. At the beginning riri was in denial and didn’t listen to mj .

Y/n’s Pov

You where at lunch with you friend Sam.You had a couple more classes for the day . But you needed a answer to a question that’s been wondering in your mind recently. Right know you had the right person with you to ask the question. “Girl these people are dropping me like flies” you say confused. “Girl that’s because of that riri girl” she says with attitude. “Fuck you mean” you ask her still confused knowing little to know knowledge on what she is talking about. “You didn’t know “ she asks obviously knowing the answer. “If I knew why would I be so confused and concerned “ you say getting annoyed with her . “Well riri has been threatening people with bad grades to stop talking to you “ the friend says . You knew she was being messy but at least you know why people stopped.”I’ll see you later I got class” you say as a particularly excuse.You leave the lunch table and begin to head to your class about 20 minutes earlier. You did it so you could possibly avoid people .

You walk in the classroom expecting nobody to be their. Yet you see the back of riri you begin to turn hoping she didn’t hear you come in . “Hello y/n” she says as she turns to face you . You roll your eyes as you turn around.

“Excuse me we are on lockdown we don’t know how long but don’t go anywhere we will let you know when to leave “

However long this lockdown will either be the best or the worst

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𝖢𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖸𝗈𝗎，𝖸𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝖪𝖾𝖾𝗁𝗈

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌-having a leader that’s stays in your mind making you feel a certain way

𝖨𝗇𝖿𝗈-Keeho x Reader,Fluff,Idol Au

𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀-Cussing,Eating,Overthinking?

You know a lot about me idc what you say though. Just say your mine please I’m trying my best to stay sane.I’m cool with you my love.

Standing here infront of many people.How do I breath with you in the crowd starring at me.I want to be seen but you make me feel different…

The song starts I turn on airplane mode.Sing dancing the best part it’s you being there looking at me.Once the song ends it feels like a new beginning start for me.Trying to understand why this is happening to me I will just cool down.Stage ends and my group begin to walk to are room breath heavily from the workout that just happened.

“Y/n you need to stop zoning while you walk” my member said to me.”Oh idk I was doing that” not really caring for that just trying to make sense of things.”Mk whatever you say”

“Wdym by that m/n..”

“We all know you being trying to understand how you feel about that boy keeho that we see walking to practice” my member all agree with the statement just said.”I’m just a little confused on my feelings” telling them.”It’s hard to understand stand how you feel and we all take time to feel confident with it.There is no need to rush on how you feel because I understand you point of view”

My group is watching the other group’s performance so I decided I go get some snack from the vending machine I saw. Grabbing my tote bag with my wallet I tell my manager where I’m going.

Heading towards where I saw it i didn’t bring my headphones since there is a group so listen is why better to me.Spotting it I stand still for a bit.A group is talking photos umm maybe I’ll just wait for them to finish…

Walking down the stairs I see keeho and his members “man I just wanted to get some snacks really” whispering to myself.The other group leaves letting p1h take photos maybe I should just pass by them.

Would that be rude?

Yeah

what if I get in back of their photos?

I can’t have that

I’ll just wait again

“Oh Hi Y/n!” On of the members said I think is name is jongseob.I remember seeing him on tv many it’s crazy how tall he got.”Umm Hi I um just never mind I can wait please don’t mind me sorry” blow to them.”No No is ok did you need anything?” Keeho said trying not to freak me out.”I just wanted to get some stuff from the vending machine I can wait tho!!”

“Hey no stop apologizing, move intak you dookie butt!” Keeho softly push intak away from the machine 😭.”Omg Uhh Ty hahah” wtf I’m I so fucking awkward.

Putting my money in I push the buttons the best thing is my group loves the snack here so I don’t really have a hard time choosing.Grabbing the stuff I put each item in my bag.I can hear the boys talk behind me in a soft voice like they are trying to whisper but it’s really not working.

“Ooo keeho” one of them say.”Shut up before I hit you little boy” keeho told them.Hearing this loud and clear “Go kiss them or make a move if not you a loser” Ik which one said that statement it was Theo.

Once I hear that I stop and decide to make up a dumbass excuse “Ahh I forgot to get more cash I’ll be right back” knowing dam I have money.”It’s okie I have a few bucks hear”.Keeho grabs is wallet and gets money out.Wtf did I say that I’m so cringe giving some kdrama shit.”Ttyyyyy 😃” trying not to breach down.

Putting it in I just pick a random snack and put it In my bag.”Good Choice I love those” hearing from the side of me.”Ewww sorry that was cringe I’m really sorry about that!!” Keeho told me trying to not laugh I just can’t hold it in.Everyone is laughing Keeho standing there embarrassed I look back up and I have a marker in my tote digging into it I take the top off and right my number on the box and gave it to keeho.I’ve decided I might take a chance.”Here for lending me some money”

He grabs is and thanks me hiding his face behind his hand.

Walking back I already I’m going to be dreaming about each other.Step by step I feel a cool breath pass me.I grab the handle to my door and open it greeting me and sitting down placing the snacks down.Picking a snack out I lay back on the couch and open it and hear.”He’s on your mind right?”

“Yeah”

[ravennasgf]

A new path pt 2

Warnings: none  

It is the weekend now. I meet Queen Ravenna, Andromache, and Lorraine. I head to the modern looking castle in the middle opposite the storians Tower. I enter the castle and see all three of my new teachers there.

“Y/n?”

“Yes?”

“I’m Lorraine Broughton, but please call me Lorraine.” 

“I’m Andromache, but you can call me Andy,”

“You’re majesty,” 

“Please call me Ravenna,”

“As you wish, it’s a pleasure to meet you all,” 

~~~~

They take me on a tour of the castle showing me the training rooms, classrooms, bedrooms etc. 

~~

As time when on when I was at the other school I never slept in a bed. I constantly fell asleep in the library doing homework, history work from Ravenna or doing skills reading or techniques reading on how to kill and on stealth from Andy and Lorraine. 

~~

I finally got my finger glow which glowed a bright purple. I now had more magic, immortality and knew more ways to kills someone that someone should know. 

~~~ holidays

“Lady Lesso what’s the date today?”

“September 10th”

“Three days till my birthday” I mutter under my breath. I would be spending it alone and doing work

~~~~

Today was my birthday. I wake up from my sleep and my history books. I go to the bathroom and magic up a suit. Have a shower and change. I had history first.  I do my makeup and hair before going back to the library. 

Once I had arrived, I saw a note

All classes are cancelled for the day, but go to the garden at midday

So go back to my homework. For three hours, I sit there. I decide to take a break and go train. I use magic to change my suit to exercise clothes. I grab a gun and extra rounds and do some target practice then some practice in hand-to-hand combat with headphones in listening to ‘say your prayers’ by Blithe and more. I finally take a break and see the time nearing midday. 

I head to the shower using magic to dry myself and put on the suit I had on earlier the green one which thinking about it? Looks like Lady Lesso’s in another colour and then magic a full face of makeup. 

Being five minutes till midday, I head to the garden wondering two things who wrote the note and why I had to go to the garden. I arrive at the garden at exactly 12. I see lady Lasso standing there.

“Oh good you got my note,” she says 

“Yes, I did. Is there anything wrong?”

“No, I just wanted to catch up with you to see how you’re going. Come let's take a walk,” I can’t really say no not like I would anyway. We walk.

“So how are things at the other school?”

“Alright lots of work to be done,” I reply

“Which teacher have you stayed with?” 

“Umm, none,”

“ None? Why is something wrong?,”

“No nothing wrong. They’re all lovely. I’m just constantly falling asleep in the library whilst doing homework.”

“Y/n that’s not good. You need proper rest.”

“Well when you’re attending three schools at once with 3 to 5 subjects from each spending only weekends at one during the term there’s a lot to get done,”

“Oh y/n,” we arrive at the centre of the garden. I see a picnic.

“What’s this?,” I ask 

“It’s for you,” Andy’s voice says from behind me. I turn to face.

“We know what today is darling we didn’t want you spending it alone and not celebrate it happy birthday y/n,” Ravenna says 

All of a sudden, all of the teachers appear in a circle around me. 

“ happy birthday,” they all say sweetly they sit sweetly

“I-uh-I, thank you so much this means a lot to me,” 

We sat down ate, drank, talked laughed and played games. I grew closer with all the teachers though my favourites are still Lesso, Ravenna, Lorraine and Andy. 

“Hey y/n can you come here for a second?” Lorraine asks 

“Of course,” I walk over to her “what’s up?”

“I wanted to give you this,” she says handing me a small box. I open it and see an exact replica of her black gun. I smile. 

“Thank you so much Raine, this means the world,” I say, as I check the bullets. I put the clip back in looking at her with a smile. I took the gun into the waistband of my pants covering it with the suit jacket.  I give her a massive hug which she returns. We walk back over to the teachers.

I get pulled over by Lesso me hands me a box

“Lesso…” 

“I know what you’re about to say just open it,” she says and I do. Inside are the most stunning pair of heels. Black of course with swords on the heel.

“Lesso, they’re beautiful,” I quickly change out of my heels putting the new ones on. “They’re perfect thank you.,” 

She gives me a hug, which I return knowing that she will probably never do it again. I teleport my other shoes to my room  

Eventually Andy pulls me aside handing me a large metal box. I open it. Inside is a beautiful sword with a beautifully detailed handle. Underneath the sword is a battleaxe. 

“Andy they’re beautiful,”

“I’m glad you like it. I made them specially for you.”

“Oh Andy that makes them even more special. I will treasure them forever thank you.” I say I teleport the box to the library with a padlock on it. She gives me a hug. 

I’m so grateful to all of the teachers for making this day one of the best since I arrived here. The sun starts to so we begin to pack everything up before it’s completely dark. As we do so Lesso comes up to me. 

“We’re having an after party at the other school only me you Ravenna, Andy and Lorraine,” she whispers to me and I nod with a smile

We all had back to our respective schools after I thank them all.

“Y/n dear can you come with me?” I nod “Will be back in five” We walk to her room

“I have something for you,”

“Ravenna, you didn’t have to…”

“I know sweetheart, but I wanted to.” She says handing me a box. I sigh knowing she wasn’t going to listen. I open it and see a silver crown with diamonds.

It was stunning. I put the box down before jumping into Ravenna tears fill my eyes.

“Raven, you, this is too much. It’s beautiful.” I mumble into her shoulder as she wraps her arms around my waist. 

“Nothing is too much for you darling. Do you like it?”

“Like it Raven I love it. And I’m only wearing it on special occasions.”

We head back to the others. As we sit and drink playing games, let out of yawn.

“Come here, darling,” Raven says. She pulls me into her, so I’m sitting in her lap my head against her shoulder. For the first time in a long time I fall asleep feeling okay about my situation  

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Spongbob X Cheese - A Love Story

Spongebob was lonely. He had friends, and he appreciated them, but he needed a different kind of companion. After all, Spongebob was still a grown man... with needs.

He ran into his pink starfish friend Patrick at the Krusty Krab one day. "Man, I get absolutely no fin in these waters. Zero fishes," the sponge says to his pink friend.

"Balta-bala-bobba-ba-ba," Patrick replies in his gibberish language. Spongebob knows that Patrick is just trying to be a good friend and doesn't really understand what he's saying, but he just goes along with it.

Later that day, when Spongebob is walking home from work, he notices a beautiful woman walking down the street. She's wearing a dress that shows off her curves, and her long hair flows in the wind. Spongebob can't help but stare. Suddenly, he feels a tap on his shoulder. It's Patrick. "Hey Spongebob, what's up?" Spongebob just stands there, lost in thought, staring at the beautiful woman.

"Umm... I think you have a fan," Patrick says, nodding in the direction of the woman. Spongebob looks over and realizes that she's been watching him the whole time. He blushes and turns away. "Thanks, Patrick," Spongebob says, still embarrassed. "No problem, buddy," Patrick replies, before walking away.

Later that night, Spongebob can't get the woman out of his mind. He can't stop thinking about how beautiful she is and how he would love to take her out on a date. She was a knockout, with moldy cheese shreds in her hair and massive pours similar to his own. He decides to make it his goal to cross paths with her again.

The next day, he sees her walking out of the building, and, to his delight, she is alone. He walks up to her and starts up a conversation, and they quickly realize they have a lot in common. They talk for hours and hours.

That night, they go out for drinks.

The next day, they go on a hike.

The next day, they go to the zoo.

The next day, they go to a museum.

The next day, they go out to dinner.

The next day, they go see a movie.

The next day, they go out to breakfast.

and eventually they go back home together.

Each day, they did something different and enjoyed themselves. They were able to spend quality time together and get to know each other better. He loved everything about her, from her stinky, sweaty scent to her playfulness and tenacity. She was a fairly successful businesswoman and said she wanted to treat him like a king and he could stop working for that greedy Mr. Krabs, but he disagreed. He had told her that despite how awful Krabs was, he loved being a fry cook, and he loved The Krusty Krab, and he wants to remain their fry cook as long as he can. She supported him, falling hard for how passionate he was. She had found the one.

The two of them married, and Spongebob continued to work at the Krusty Krab. Fromage found herself pregnant shortly after, and the two of them were overjoyed. They prepared for the baby's arrival, with Fromage taking leave from work to focus on her pregnancy.

Nine months later, their son was born. They named him Crusty, after the place they both loved. Crusty was a happy baby, and the three of them were so content.

 As Crusty started to grow, he loved spending time at the Krusty Krab with his parents. He would watch Spongebob cook and help where he could. Fromage was so proud of her little fry chefs.

One day, when Crusty was four, he came into The Krusty Krab and saw his father arguing with Mr. Krabs. Fromage tried to explain to Crusty that sometimes grownups have disagreements, but Crusty didn't understand.

"Why are they fighting?" Crusty asked.

"Because they have different opinions," Fromage explained.

Crusty thought about it for a moment. "I don't like it when they fight," he said. "It makes me mad."

Fromage smiled at her son. "That's normal, Crusty," she said. But we always have to remember that we should never fight with each other. "We should always try to get along." Crusty nodded and gave his greasy, cheesy mama a hug. Fromage is always able to make her son, Crusty, feel better. same affect she has on her husband. Like father, like son, Crusty was a faint reflection of Spongebob.

Fromage took her son to a nearby park to play. There were other children there, and they soon began playing together. Crusty had a lot of fun playing with his new friends, and he forgot all about his dad and Mr. Krabs arguing.

When Fromage and her son got home, they found that Crusty's dad had made dinner. It was a simple Krabby Patty, but Crusty was really hungry, and he ate it all up.

After dinner, Crusty's dad told him a bedtime story. It was a story about a pirate who sailed the seas in search of treasure. Crusty soon fell asleep.

Fromage and Spongbob, realizing they had some time for themselves, looked at each other and smiled before racing to the bedroom to make their own fun.

(Crusty)

(Lets just just say Fromage is this. idfk)

[blonde-n-dirty]

43 and 63

43. Who inspires you?

I don’t think anybody. Probably me. That sounds stupid but I’ve never had anybody to look up to, I had to raise myself & grow up really early, & then I discovered what I didn’t like about myself too late in life & learned to be a better person myself, learned to keep myself alive & be better than all I know how to be. I’m the strongest person I know, for myself. So idk I don’t have anybody else.

63. What are 3 things that irritate you about the same sex?

I mean there isn’t something that every other girl does that bothers me, but there’s some things that is only prominent among girls that I’ve noticed so far.

• Absolutely illogical af. That’s a stereotypical answer but I’m just in this stage of life where life is all just logic & common sense, & idc about feelings, & women are all in their feelings caring too deep about it. That kinda goes in hand w feminism, may be one of my biggest icks rn. I can’t stand this new thing of men & women needing to be equal. I heavily disagree & wish we still had traditional roles in the home. But to each their own, but yeah feminism is an ick.

• men can go forever not talking, like they haven’t talked to their best friend in 3yrs but if 1 is having a baby they show up to the baby shower & don’t even talk about the time apart, like they talked every day. I like that. So I guess clingy is a big ew for me, like a big one. My hubby answered that haha I hate clingy

• umm idk I’m really thrown off by marriage rn. That sounds shitty since I’m happily married, but I’m so turned off by girls opinions on marriage & wedding rings. There’s a tiktok going around this woman saying to know your man for a year before getting married, & everyone agreeing & complaining the ring better be big at least. BITCH🙄 I could go on about my opinions on marriage & rings FOREVER if someone will listen😂 I feel really passionate about that stupidity lately Lmao

… but idk I also love women & our minds so I like more about women than I hate I think🙈 I mean we have yitties 🤤

[memelleity]

nine perfect strangers sentence starters

❝ damn it, did you do that on purpose? ❞

❝ i was just having a quiet moment of despair. ❞

❝ i’ll see you soon, or…. or never again. ❞

❝ you know, for what it’s worth, i’m not a tragic person. ❞

❝ are you married? ❞

❝ you know, uhh, i almost didn’t come. ❞

❝ i don’t want to suffer. ❞

❝ i am perfectly willing to shut up. i’m a chronically loquacious person, and if you let me talk long enough, i always seem to find the poop and step right in it. ❞

❝ oh, i’m just your run-of-the-mill asshole. ❞

❝ does any of this feel random to you? ❞

❝ my story is… i died. ❞

❝ who do you think you’re kidding? i’ve become a punchline. ❞

❝ it’s incredible you’re still single. ❞

❝ no, i’m fine. i just, umm… just a little panic attack. they come and go. ❞

❝ we complement each other’s demons. ❞

❝ i know women like you. you’re so driven and you’re so committed to perfection that you’re not even human anymore. ❞

❝ i didn’t come here to open a vein. ❞

❝ i’d like to talk to you in private, if i may. ❞

❝ are you happy with your life? ❞

❝ you shouldn’t sneak up on people in the dark like that. ❞

❝ i’m not meditating, just despondently staring into the gaping void. ❞

❝ it’s the most wonderful feeling in the world… to be seen. ❞

❝ there’s only so much surrendering i can do. ❞

❝ as much as i love you, and i do… i’m angry. ❞

❝ i miss liking you. ❞

❝ who are you, really? ❞

❝ you’ve got an excuse for everything. ❞

❝ this is definitely not a team. i mean, this is like the opposite of a team. ❞

❝ i received some disturbing messages. threats. ❞

❝ we are and we always will be profoundly and inextricably bound. ❞

❝ digging graves is not doing my back any favors. ❞

❝ think of the people who will mourn you. what do you want them to say about your life? ❞

❝ if i did die today, nobody would care. because i’m humiliated and i am alone, and it’s only gonna get worse. ❞

❝ why are you here? ❞

❝ i’m very good in bed. ❞

❝ take your hands off me. just take your fucking hands off me! ❞

❝ you have never stood where i stand. ❞

❝ i’m a one-trick pony that can no longer do her one trick. ❞

❝ can you trust me on this? ❞

❝ it’s scary, but like in a good way. ❞

❝ i’m so sorry. i don’t know why i said that out loud. ❞

❝ you’re a real dick. ❞

❝ seriously, babe, get yourself a vibrator. let off some steam. ❞

❝ it’s good that we challenge each other. it only makes us better, right? ❞

❝ your secret’s safe with me. ❞

❝ are you sure you’re okay to do this? ❞

❝ you shit-talking me, ____? ❞

❝ we carry on because we must, right? what’s the alternative? ❞

❝ oh. you’re naked. okay. ❞

❝ you think you’re the only one who doesn’t like being dismissed? ❞

❝ what the fuck? are we on some kind of reality show or something? ❞

❝ everybody has a story. especially the people who claim otherwise. ❞

❝ how do you make your money? ❞

❝ do you really not think that you’re pretty? ❞

❝ i was just thinking i wish i could write this all down. ❞

❝ if i had known it was gonna be the last time, i’d have bothered to remember the details. ❞

❝ just take a breath. ❞

❝ well, there’s your mistake right there, thinkin’ i’m a nice guy. ❞

❝ anything you wanna tell me? ❞

❝ i…i’ve been feeling unlike myself for the better part of today. ❞

❝ you know, you could go to jail for this. ❞

❝ i didn’t see it coming. ❞

❝ we all have secrets, ____. none of us are exactly how we appear, are we? ❞

❝ aren’t you even curious, like a little bit? ❞

❝ you can sleep on the couch tonight. ❞

❝ when you arrived, you were kind of a complete jackass. and i have witnessed you becoming… less complete in that area. ❞

❝ sometimes, even in the best marriages, people pretend. it takes a little denial on both sides. ❞

❝ can i show you something? ❞

❝ i’m smiling because you’re funny. ❞

❝ i don’t wanna see you. ❞

❝ you took that from me and i can’t get it back. ❞

❝ you can do better than that. ❞

❝ why can’t you be happy for me? ❞

❝ relationships, am i right? ❞

❝ the only reason i remember you at all is because your story is so pathetic. ❞

❝ we have shared history here. i’m just saying you can talk to me. ❞

❝ i killed him. he had a mother. he had a father, you know. i killed him. i made him dead.❞

❝ this is too fast. ❞

❝ this is not about me. ❞

❝ why do you keep telling people we weren’t close? ❞

❝ i’m so lonely. i didn’t know what it felt like to be lonely, because i always had you. ❞

❝ you’re a fucking lunatic, you know that? ❞

❝ how do i even begin to say i’m sorry? ❞

❝ why is there oatmeal on my face? ❞

❝ i hear you told ____ to fuck off. ❞

❝ you think i’m the one sending you death threats? ❞

❝ i just think the world is a tough place for a kid right now. ❞

❝ i love this place. ❞

❝ there’s just no going back, right? ❞

❝ i’ve been numbing a lot of shit for a lot of years, and now here i am, facing it all, and… i’m not having the best time. ❞

❝ i wasn’t there when either of my kids were born. ❞

❝ i should’ve never come to this place. ❞

❝ i’m not sure i want any of this bad enough, ____. i’m not gonna make it. ❞

❝ i know i don’t need to be worried about you. i… i want to. ❞

❝ why all the tears? what’s wrong? ❞

❝ you’ll meet someone new. because you are a vibrant, beautiful woman. ❞

❝ i’m just really grateful for you. ❞

❝ that’s actually a good look on you. ❞

❝ what did you call me? ❞

❝ i hate bullies. ❞

❝ are you trying to kill me? ❞

❝ you actually seemed kind of mortal. like the rest of us. ❞

❝ you had a look on your face like you were gonna kiss me. ❞

❝ full disclosure, i’m a terrible kisser. ❞

❝ i think we should stick together. ❞

❝ i heard screams. ❞

❝ i wanna believe this is real. please, let this be real. ❞

❝ i love you. ❞

❝ i am sorry, but this needed to happen. ❞

❝ have you ever known me to lie? ❞

❝ i don’t think i can forgive that. ❞

❝ i don’t want to be complicit in this. ❞

❝ reason is no match for pain. ❞

❝ i fucking hate you! ❞

❝ what do you say we get out of here? ❞

❝ why are you holding my hand? ❞

❝ you don’t wanna just flip to the end of the book, do you? that’s no fun. ❞

❝ i see myself for who i am now, which is… less, quite a bit less than what i was. ❞

❝ i was fearless, and now i… i’m just… i’m just afraid. ❞

❝ look around you. everybody’s afraid. ❞

❝ you locked me in here. ❞

❝ are we leaving or not? ❞

❝ when someone seems so nice, and… and good, it turns out i’m always wrong. ❞

❝ i haven’t spoken to most of my family in years. ❞

❝ the people who should love me, they don’t even bother returning my calls. ❞

❝ i’ve been more honest with you than anyone i’ve ever met. ❞

❝ where would you go? ❞

❝ you’re very good at what you do, but you’re wrong. ❞

❝ you’re gonna leave me? ❞

❝ i’m done waiting. ❞

❝ i wasn’t gonna jump, if that’s what you’re thinking. ❞

❝ i know i’m supposed to move forward. i get that. i just don’t want to. i wanna go backwards. ❞

❝ you’re not nearly as odd as you come off. i mean that nicely. ❞

❝ looks like the shit’s hitting the fan. ❞

❝ i’m so sorry about before. i wish i could say it wasn’t me, but… i can say that it’s not the me i love. ❞

❝ i don’t think it’s safe for me to be around you. ❞

❝ do you remember what you said? ❞

❝ do not pity me. ❞

❝ i tend to babble when i’m nervous. ❞

❝ i don’t think you’re wrong. i think your… your instinct that we don’t have a chance in hell is probably correct. ❞

❝ this is your chance to start anew. ❞

❝ let me out, please. please let me out! ❞

❝ it’s food for thought, isn’t it? ❞

❝ i probably would have been a shit dad, anyway. ❞

❝ is it snowing? ❞

❝ you need to let go. ❞

❝ i thought we were gonna die. ❞

❝ we’re all gonna die, ____. just not today. ❞

❝ did you find what you were looking for? ❞

[duskamethyst]

mistakes.

a/n: totally for self indulgence... don’t know how is this gonna do though since i’m not sure if a lot of people has caught up with the manga but i’m pretty sure the fandom has seen him at least once and instantly thirst for him. so, idk what colour his eyes are (i can see blue but fanwiki says green so i stuck with that and in between). this comes with a package of me pointing out how big and buff he is and idc if you’ll get annoyed over it.

word count: 6.1k

genre: AU, nsfw, smut, angst if you squint

warnings: DARK – NONCON, coercion, corruption kink, daddy kink, size kink, choking, mind break, breeding, face fucking, slight dacryphilia, spitting, age gap, degradation, virgin reader, dilf toji manhandling reader

pairing: toji x f!reader

languages available: vietnamese.

summary: you want to surprise your bestie, megumi upon his arrival home from college but things take a terrible turn.

one.

heavy rain starts pouring as soon as you’ve reached the front doorstep of the fushiguro’s household. it was a dumb idea to not bring an umbrella with you despite the sky already starting to get dark when you left home earlier, but you were willing to push your luck and started sprinting once you felt prickles of droplets landing on your skin. with a stroke of luck, you managed to escape the heavy downpour from soaking your clothes.

drawing a deep and relieved sigh, you take a moment to regain control over your breathing before knocking the big front door. aware of the aftermath of the run, you fix your hair with your hands as you wait for megumi to come and greet you. 

college made you and the male to part ways until phones were the only thing that kept you both up to date with each other’s lives. ironically enough, that’s the thing you forgot to bring when you left home in a rush and excitement to surprise your dear friend since he’s coming home today. you can vividly remember the last text you read; he was at the train station and you had to estimate the time of his arrival and the time he would be at home instead of asking him.

however, you’re caught slightly off guard when a different man opens the door for you instead. nonetheless, your lips curl to a sweet smile and there’s a brief of awkward silence before he speaks. you know him, but he doesn’t seem to remember you at all.

���you’re..?” with a tilt of his head, he looks down at you with a curious brow. 

“it’s me, mr. fushiguro!” you offer your name, scrutinizing the expression on his face as his forehead crinkles while he jogs through his memories. then he glances at you and away in thought and back at you again with wide eyes when he finally recalls.

“oh, it’s you!” he ruffles your hair, a bit too enthusiastic in spite of his usual character that you were always familiar with. “i haven’t seen you in a while.”

you let out a little laugh, “yeah. i think i was fourteen the last time i saw you, mr. fushiguro. but it’s nice to see you again.”

“ah, yes. i had to go out of town and overseas for business a lot.” toji explains, rubbing the back of his neck, slightly bashful that he didn’t recognize the girl– no, woman before him even when you both have met plenty of times back when you often came to play with his son since you both were still little. 

but can anyone blame him? time works wonders and now the little girl he used to know has grown to be much more mature and gorgeous and so... demure.

“yeah, megumi told me. speaking of him, is he home?” you finally inquire, bringing up the reason why you’re here in the first place. 

two.

“why don’t you come in first? it’s cold outside.” he says before immediately turning around without answering your question. you close the door behind you and follow him closely, also somewhat intimidated when you realize how tall and huge he is– the tight fitting shirt stretches over his wide back and accentuating his physique even more. his arms are toned and popping with veins, not the way you used to remember at least, but you’ve never cared to notice. you’re not certain of his age either, but you’re pretty sure you’d be surprised if you find out.

“do you want coffee or tea?” toji suddenly breaks the silence as you nervously stand in the middle of the room to take a glimpse around the kitchen like it’s your first time being there, completely heedless over his gaze lingering up and down your curves, observing the figure of a girl who just freshly went through her womanhood and your lascivious beauty before he quickly turns around to grab two mugs from the cabinet. 

“anything is fine.” you politely reply, fear of sounding somewhat demanding if you choose your preference despite being offered with choices. 

“come on, you’re giving a man a hard time.” he jokes. “and sit down.”

he’s trying to extend his invitation though intentionally sounding assertive, but when he sees that you are quick to comply and scramble to your seat, he finds it to be... stimulating. at least he knows that you’re docile and he wonders if he could put it to the test. well, doesn’t matter. he will.

“coffee is good.” you smile, interrupting his train of thoughts and he pours the coffee from the pot before walking over to hand you your mug. 

“unfortunately,” he sits down on the chair next to you. “megumi isn’t home right now.” toji puts his lips between the warm mug and softly blows before sipping his coffee. “he wanted to take a short trip to the store but i think he’s going to be stuck there for a while.” he looks out the window to only see pitch black staring back at him along with roaring thunder from the skies.

“oh.” you mutter, taking a careful sip of the hot brew. a little disappointed that you couldn’t see megumi yet, but his dad is right– it’s nearly a disaster outside but you find no point hanging around any longer either.

“is it too bitter? you don’t like it?” his voice laces with concern when he notices your face involuntarily scrunches up at the bitter taste. 

you quickly shake your head, “no, no. it’s fine!” you reassure, afraid that he’ll take offense from the coffee he personally made. “besides, if megumi isn’t here, i–”

three.

“oh, it’s fine if you wait here for him.” he cuts you off. “unfortunately, we don’t have an extra umbrella.” the corners of his lips tug into a comforting smile and you are quick to relax into it. 

you’ve always found toji to be quite frightening when you were young. he seemed like someone who never smiled, always had a sombre and intense vibe to him that no child would be too fond of.  there was no exchange of words between you two, except for your constant brief hello and a smile that you did out of courtesy whenever you bump into him inside his house, even though he never replied anything back. not even a crack on the lips to return the smile. 

but today is different. probably because he finds it easier for him to talk to an adult than a child and you’re relieved that you’re able to humor him in some way.

“so, are you and megumi a thing?” he abruptly asks and glances at you as he sips his coffee.

“no, we’re not!” you titter, waving a hand in dismissal as you bring up the mug to hide your face from embarrassment.

“oh?” a glint of amusement and surprise shines in his green eyes. “are you sure?”

you blink at the question as heat warms your cheeks from the thought of dating your best friend. “yes, megumi and i are just friends. really.” 

“why? because you have a boyfriend?” toji pries, uncaring if he sounds intrusive to you and you only assume that he’s trying to strike up a conversation in some old fashioned way.

you just shake your head and laugh, “it’s not that, either.” 

“hmm,” he props his elbow on the table leisurely, head resting on his fist as he looks at you intently, as if in search of something. “you’re pretty hard to figure out.” 

“what do you mean? i don’t think so.” you smile, bringing up the mug to cover your face again so you can shy away from his intense gaze yet he thinks that it’s endearing and he finds himself grinning unwillingly. 

toji notices how you always try to look away when you get so shy over some simple questions. you’re just oozing with purity and innocence of a maiden and something dark and twisted inside him is craving to violate every part of it. 

“for a start, i can’t figure out why you don’t have one.” he says, tapping his fingertips on the table as his mind is running with sinful thoughts. 

“hmm, maybe because i haven’t found anyone interesting yet.” you finally lock your eyes with his as you answer, not wanting to come off as rude if you keep on talking without looking directly at the man.

“isn’t my son good for you?” he couldn’t care less to be honest; he only plans to test the waters and is even more aroused to learn that you’ve never been touched by a man before and he feels like a wolf that’s just ready to pounce on a lost, little lamb.

“oh, no, no!” why do you have to get so bashful? he’ll fuck you on this table if you don’t stop. “we just don’t see each other that way.”

he’s so lost in his thoughts and carnal desires that whatever you’re babbling seems to go in one ear and out the other.

“then, what do you think of me?” he asks nonchalantly with a smirk plastered across his face.

you blink at him once, twice. “uhh, what?” is he suddenly getting self-conscious? 

“you heard me. what do you think of me?” yet he doesn’t seem like it either.

“umm,” you ponder for a moment as you think of every adjective you can find in your head that wouldn’t come out offensive if you’re going to be honest with him. why would he even ask you such a thing anyways? and why would it matter to him? there’s nothing nice about him that you could exactly pinpoint from the past except for ‘scary’, ‘serious’ and some other things revolving around those.

“i thought that you were kinda... scary?” you blurt unsurely, mentally slapping yourself for even daring to say such a thing to him. unless it’s a vibe that he was going for, then you’d be relieved. 

it isn’t exactly what toji wants to hear but he laughs heartily, “really?” a shiver runs down your spine when he looks at you again, his eyes glimmering with daunt. “but are you still scared of me?”

“uh, no.” you laugh. “you’re actually really nice, mr. fushiguro.” 

“oh, that makes me feel better.” another grin etches on his scarred lips as he draws his gaze to your hands that are tensing and fiddling with your sleeves and your leg is bouncing; a perfect depiction of a trembling lamb cornered in his den– and he’s fucking starving. 

has he got you on edge? are you nervous? good. “but i think you should.”

a lump catches in your throat and your heart drops, “i- what?”

the chair emits a screeching sound and it stumbles backwards as toji abruptly stands up from his seat. sheer panic causes you to rise on your feet too, and your eyes dart to the chair, and the male, back and forth as your mind tries to get a grasp on the situation.

“mr. fushiguro..?” you whisper meekly, taking a step away and around the table as you notice him taking a careful yet threatening inch closer. 

“no, no. i’m not gonna hurt you.” toji (barely) reassures you as he continues creeping on his feet. but the sinister smile on his lips takes out every last bit of faith you had in him and the loud voice in your head keeps telling you to run for the door and never look back– fuck the rain.

 as if he can read through your thoughts, he warns. “but i will, if you run.” 

the smile on toji’s face turns smug when he sees you freeze in place upon his threat. being trapped under the unpleasant situation triggers your fight or flight responses and rapid heartbeat drums in your ears as you stand in trance and trepidation.

“that’s a good girl.” he coos, taking another step forward before you decide to throw a mug at him and dash towards the door as fast as you can. you assume that toji has pushed the table to the floor when you hear a loud thud, followed by his hasty footsteps as he catches up quickly behind you. 

the door that is finally within arm’s reach suddenly changes into a mirage when a strong pair of arms grabs you by the waist and your body floats as it lifts onto his shoulder. the huge contrast between the size of your body and his should let you know; no matter how much you try to resist, he will never budge. yet, your arms and legs still flail around in an attempt to punch and kick him and you’re screaming for him to let you down and just hope that anyone is able to hear your cries in spite of the thunderstorm. 

well, so much for luck.

“ah, ah. you don’t wanna do that.” there’s a mocking and amusing tone in his voice as he advises you. “you should save that energy later. juuust in a bit.” 

“mr. fushiguro– stop–!” you sob, watching your only escape slowly disappears out of sight when he turns to a corner and into a dark room. your body bounces onto a mattress before toji’s huge, ripped figure swiftly looms above yours and ties your hands together with a belt and onto the headboard. at this point, the illuminating lights through the windows are the only thing that aids your vision and you have to rely more on your senses.

“shh,” he shushes you with a finger against your trembling lips. “the neighbors will hear. and if they do, i want it to be because you’re getting fucked so good. so be a good little girl for daddy, okay?”

regardless of being terrified, you find yourself cringing over the nickname he refers to himself. hopefully, he won’t ask you to call him that either. “mr. fushiguro– i– please don’t do this. i- i won’t tell anyone.” 

toji tsks, taking his sweet time to admire your smaller body underneath his– the exposed, soft skin on your neck waiting to be bruised, chest heaving as your breath comes deep and short, and legs pressing together to secure your modesty; though will prove to be futile later. 

“i know you won’t.” his thumb grazes against your lips, mesmerized by its plushness as he imagines it wrapped prettily around his throbbing cock. “are you a virgin?”

you only nod your head, eyes wavering as you look at his darker ones before catching it shine with interest. 

“never had anything inside here?” he asks again, pressing your cunt against the fabric of your pants with his fingers. the dark room makes it hard to see, but your cheeks are turning red from humiliation and you look away before shaking your head no.

“are you sure?” toji’s thumb presses down on your clit and causes your body to shudder apprehensively.

“o-only my finger.” you audibly whisper through the white noise outside. 

oh, how exhilarating. guess the innocent looking ones can be lewd too. don’t you know that a cock would make you feel better? a big cock like his is definitely what you need. just a finger wouldn’t be enough to satisfy you! poor little thing. 

“then i got to teach you a few things, right? it’ll come handy later. boys love girls with experiences.” he promptly strips you off from your pants before carelessly throws it to the ground and kneels between your legs to keep you wide and open for him.

“you like to be touched here?” his finger reaches down to ghost over your clothed clit, observing you with lust filled eyes while you turn away from his gaze and remain unresponsive. “daddy is a very impatient person so i suggest you answer me.”

toji pinches your clit, and your body squirms with an elicited yelp. you can only guess (and hope) that he wasn’t referring to him touching you there but you answer anyway, “y-yes.”

he hums in satisfaction, moving down until his head stops between your thighs and in front of your sex. toji grabs your thigh and spreads them apart before flattening his warm tongue against your clothed bud, causing a shiver to run down your spine and it quickly draws your attention to him.

your face heats up in embarrassment when you see toji’s head dipped in front of your pussy, but he’s only calm and teasing as his jade eyes stare up to lock with yours to look for a reaction.

“you’ve never felt a tongue over here either, hm?” he sneers, rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb and you mentally curse yourself for feeling slightly aroused over his ministrations. 

“just let me go, please.” you try to close your legs, but to no avail when his rough hands push them away.

“you know, if you keep asking for ridiculous things,” toji tuts and grasps your supple thighs hard, nails digging painfully on your skin. “i might have to get rough on you. but you’re a smart girl and you wouldn’t like that, right?” 

“n-no.” you choke and fidget.

“good. because i only want you to feel good.” he offers a gentle smile and kisses the dented mark on your thigh. “so, let’s start over. you haven’t answered me.”

you nibble your lip hesitantly and look anywhere but him, “no.”

“see? all the more reason for me to show you what you’ve been missing out.” he chuckles, tugging your underwear to the side impatiently.

“fuck. such a pretty pussy.” he growls at the sight of your bare cunt. there isn’t a lot of slick yet, but it’s fine, he’ll make you get there. that’s the point of this whole ordeal, right?

your body quivers naturally once you feel the foreign sensation; wet, warm muscle prodding your puffy folds up to your clit and circling on it with the tip of his tongue teasingly as he observes you from below. 

your eyes are screwed shut and your lips are caught between your teeth as you try to restrict your whines from the undeniable pleasure rushing in your veins and he doesn’t stop– your pathetic attempt to deny him and your sentiments only drives him to push you over the edge even more. 

with a harsh suck on your clit, he manages to get you to squeal and you can feel him smirking underneath you. toji flattens his tongue and laps off your juices again before he takes you by surprise when he suddenly slides a finger inside your tight, wet cunt. 

“shh. it’ll feel good, baby girl.” he comforts when he hears you whimper at the pain inflicted and true enough, it soon begins to feel good. you’ve fingered yourself plenty of times before, but it feels different when he does it for you– his finger is thick and long that it reaches deeper than you’ve ever been able to.

toji notices you start to become quiet so he slides in another digit, eliciting yet another sob from you. the warm and moist cunny makes his cock twitch and he finds himself getting eager. your back arches from the bed when toji curls his fingers to stroke the bumpy tissues of your g-spot with every drag.

“feels good, yeah?” he grins arrogantly as your legs tremble under his hold. your breathing has turned erratic and your toes are curling as your mouth gapes in pitiful, broken cries that are just music to his ears. 

“answer me, sweetheart.” he presses down a thumb on your neglected clit, reminding you that he is not keen on being ignored and disputed. 

“y-yes.” you finally choke through pants and shame. though the answer comes out in hesitance, your body is more honest– pussy sopping and eliciting obscene squelches and it’s enough to satisfy him for now. 

your head thrashes side to side as you feel yourself about to tip over but you still refuse to beg toji for a release. 

“hah– fuck!” you whimper loudly when toji oh-so-generously sucks your clit again, fingers pumping faster inside your cunt, making your body feel even more tense with overbearing stimulation before finally pushing you over the edge and you break into a silent scream.

toji laps off your slick before he pulls out his finger into his mouth and licks them clean. 

“that’s a good girl. why don’t you taste yourself?” he climbs on top of you while you gasp for air from the intense orgasm and he easily pulls you into a fervour, sloppy kiss. you can feel the wet slick on his chin and you can taste yourself at the same time as he intertwines his tongue with yours. 

four.

out of spite and vexation, you found courage to bite his tongue hard and toji instantly pushes himself from you, his dark eyes express astonishment and agitation.

“fucking bitch.” he curses as his eyes narrow at you displeasingly before he takes off his pants and briefs to release his cock from its confinements. his cock is throbbing and thick, and you can almost see a trickle of precum on its head. you crumple at the sight as regret and anxiety washes over you.

“don’t worry, it’ll fit.” he says cockily upon the worrisome look on your face. “but since you like it rough, i’m sure you want to choke on it first.” 

“no– i’m sorry!” you shake your head but toji only lets out a scornful laugh as he disregards your pleas and props himself on the knees and over your neck.

toji slaps the tip of his cock on your lips, gesturing you to open your mouth but you purse them into a flat, thin line and refuse to obey. 

“open up. it’s a part of your lesson after all.” he snaps before squeezing your cheeks together. “it’ll get worse if you don’t listen to me.” 

“d-don’t wa-ant to– flea-shh.” you whimper and toji emits a long, deep sigh as he releases his grip. 

“i don’t like repeating myself.” his voice is laced with malice and chills crawls up your spine as his eyes look down at you demeaningly before you slowly open your mouth trepidatiously and wait for his next order. 

“no teeth. i think you’d know that much.” he patronizes before sliding his cock inside your mouth and he hisses as the warmth engulfs his throbbing cock. “that’s it. now, suck.”

and you have no choice but to obey submissively. you slightly lift your head and struggle to take his length as much as you can before running your tongue around to feel each prominent vein.

“i said suck, whore.” he commands through gritted teeth. you hollow your cheeks, compressing his fat cock tight between them as you bop your head up and down. 

“fuuuck, just like that.” toji groans as his hand reaches the top of your head and caresses you softly. you start to pick up the pace, slobbering his dick with so much saliva that it begins to seep from the corners of your mouth and it’s so wet and obscene– just the way he likes it. 

“it almost makes me think that this isn’t your first time.” his head falls back and hips begin to jerk until the tip hits the back of your throat, forcing you to take more than you could. you choke as tears start to well up in your eyes and the bedhead shakes when you try to tug your wrists. 

“what’s wrong? can’t take my fat cock?” he scoffs arrogantly. “you gotta work on your gag reflex, sweetheart.”

the muffles from your throat vibrate against his dick and toji groans in pleasure that he subconsciously rocks his hips, slapping your chin with his balls. your vision has become blurry and breathing becomes harder as you let him abuse your throat and your jaws ache before he abruptly pulls out and you can finally gasp for precious air.

“look at you,” his cock twitches with excitement when he sees the tears rolling down your cheeks from your doe eyes and he wipes them away with his thumb, making you flinch slightly, “are you sorry for making daddy mad?” 

toji always tries to articulate each word with appease. it’s never soothing per se when you can sense the threat entwining in his voice and it’s fucking you psychologically.

and it deems to be successful when you’re already trembling in fear underneath him. 

you’re uncertain whether he prefers you to speak or not, but your throat is sore so you meekly nod your head in response. it’s better than nothing, to be honest.

“good. open your mouth.”

your mouth is already parted for air but you assume that he wants to put his cock in again. submissively, yet dreadfully, you open your mouth wider and await for him to shove his cock back in but you’re surprised when toji spits in your mouth instead. 

it’s warm and disgusting; you’re just left gaping and repelled, and you want to spit it out but toji squeezes your cheeks together.

“swallow.” he orders. you quickly brace yourself and close your eyes before cringing as you gulp down the mix of saliva in your mouth and toji releases his grip once he’s certain that you’ve ingested. 

“i could’ve made you swallow my cum but i’d feel bad,” he chuckles sardonically. “what do you have to say?” 

“t-thank you.” you whisper vaguely and he accustoms his face to a simper. 

“good girl.” toji smashes his lips onto yours, yet his eyes are locked with yours ominously for a brief second– a telltale that he expects you not to pull up another stunt before they close as he deepens the kiss. 

obviously, nothing would benefit you whether you comply or defy, not until you’ve catered for his insatiable lechery. but you’ve learned your lesson and although you’re compelled, you finally relent as every ounce of resistance begins to drift from you. 

toji breaks the kiss and shifts lower, peppering greedy kisses on your neck before he catches the soft, chaste skin between his teeth to suck and form purplish bruising marks. he lifts up your shirt over your head and hastily unclasps your bra, causing you to shudder once the cold air hits your exposed breasts. 

large, calloused hands press your mounds before his mouth latches on one perky tit, while the other is tweaked with his fingers. experienced tongue draws circles and sucks punishingly, alternating with the other nipple. the headboard rattles as you keen over the stimulation and your eyes open in dismay when you feel something hard prodding your clit. 

he moves lower and spits on your cunt before propping on his knees to take off his tight shirt– through subdued glow, you can make out the outline of his toned abs and broad chest as his large build towers menacingly in front of you; even when he’s not standing on his feet.

“listen. daddy is going to release the binds, but do you promise to be good?” he asks, smearing the saliva with his cockhead and against your slit.

“yes. i- i promise.” you murmur appallingly; as if you have a choice in the matter.

toji leans over to unrestrain you then he observes you, expecting you to put up a fight but instead, you just remain still underneath him. 

he grins in satisfaction, getting off to the fact that you’ve fallen into submission before he shifts back into his prior position and bends your knees up to line his cock with your hole. a feeling of triumph stirs inside him when he’s reminded that he’s the ‘chosen’ one to defile your innocence.

“stop! it hurts–!” you wail and your hands clench the sheets when you feel toji’s thick cock stretching your virgin cunt slowly, but he ignores you, groaning at the warmth that engulfs him and the tight walls that clenches him as he selfishly pushes through. 

it burns. so bad. your chest heaves rapidly and you screw your eyes shut as your face twists to express pain and uncomfort. “please, please–! i can’t–”

“yes, you can.” his tone is indifferent as he holds you down since your body keeps on wincing until he finally fills you to the brim and he can see a bulge poking on your tummy. 

“fuck. haven’t been inside a virgin cunt for a while.” he mutters under his breath. “now, i know it hurts but i promise you’ll enjoy it. it’s just too bad that you get to have a big cock as your first.” he snickers nonchalantly and leans down closer to your face, making you jolt when you feel it inching deeper.

“if it makes you feel better– you’re fucking tight. just the way daddy likes it.” toji whispers in your ear but you can only freeze in fear and agony.

toji hovers above you, his hands firmly grip the headboard in front of him and he begins to move his hips; thrusting in and out of your pussy. 

your fists clench the sheets harder as a loud cry rips from your throat, “no! it hurts! please!”

but toji doesn’t seem to mind, his cyan orbs stare down at you coldly yet in focus as he relishes over the plush walls clamping down on his cock. 

“stop! stop– i- i don’t want–!” you continuously wail as you writhe in anguish before he suddenly stops pounding and he wraps his hand around your neck instead, instantly drawing your attention to him as he applies pressure in his hold. 

“if you don’t stop whining like a bitch in heat, i will fucking breed you like one.” he warns through gritted teeth, clearly agitated over your act of defiance. 

“you want this. you’re going to love this.” his words are sick endeavours to coerce you into another round of complete submission. 

but what else can you do? toji’s hand is so large that his middle finger and thumb almost reach each other as it clasps around your frail neck and you know he can easily crush your windpipes if he wants to.

“say it. you. want. this.” he seethes.

“i. want. this.” you barely croak each word and they’re slowly influencing your cloudy mind. as soon as he releases you, you soothe the pain around your throat with your hand as you gasp for air.

“fuck. don’t think i didn’t feel you clenching around my cock just now.” he sneers and situates himself again before ruthlessly and steadily continuing where he left off. 

you only close your eyes and bite your lips hard to stop whimpering as you mentally comfort yourself and dissolve every inch of your sanity; i’m going to enjoy it, it’s going to feel good soon, i want this, i want this.

soon enough, toji notices that your muscles have relaxed– suggesting that you’ve finally caved in as pleasure overtakes you so he fucks you deeper and faster before he falls on his elbows and you can feel his bangs tickling your face.

“that’s it, baby. you make daddy feel so fucking good.” he praises between grunts. you can feel the veins on his cock dragging against your walls and he’s right, it feels so good and your lips open in breathless pants.

you find your arms to loosely wrap around his neck and your legs around his waist as if clinging onto him for dear life as toji ruts into your cunny like a feral beast. 

“you like it, yeah? this is what you want, isn’t it?” 

through hazy mind, you can only manage to whimper an audible ‘yes’ as you feel an odd, yet almost familiar knot twisting in your lower stomach begging to snap and your nails dig into the skin of his broad back upon the intense sensation shooting through your body. 

a low, deep guttural sound leaves his throat when he feels your nails sinking and scratching his back– it prompts him to quicken his pace and you can feel the tip of his cock kissing your cervix over and over, causing your back to arch simultaneously. 

“i’m– i’m gonna–!” you keen as your body trembles in anticipation and your sopping cunt is clenching on his throbbing cock like a vice. 

“fuck yeah. cum on daddy’s cock.” toji urges and nips on the sensitive skin of your neck to tip you over the edge and your pupils blow wide as you break into a scream. despite being your second orgasm for the night, an overwhelming euphoria washes over you for the first time of your life; is this what it feels like? you don’t know, you’ve never had one (at least not from a cock) and your pussy is just fluttering, pulsing and creaming around his cock. 

“hah– fuck. good girl.” 

toji remains to snap his hips, fucking you through your high as you’re left in daze from your orgasm. toji can feel his balls tensing and his thrusts are turning sporadic as he inches closer to his climax. your whines and nonsense babbles are drowned by the feeling of pleasure that’s enveloping him and he doesn’t even have the resolution to listen to you gibbering when your cunny is just milking him, sucking him in like it doesn’t want to let go and he just wants to give what your greedy pussy asks for; to fill it up with his thick load until it’s full and leaking out of you. 

and daddy knows best, after all.

“shit– i won’t be able to hold it any longer. say you want daddy’s cum.” he grunts.

you’ve partly snapped out of your daze when you hear his voice again, and though you can’t see his face that’s already buried next to your head, you’re petrified and it’s making you feel dizzy and suffocated. 

“i– n-no. please not–” you sob through your raw throat.

but toji doesn’t listen and you don’t know if you’re relieved or not because if he does, you know that it’ll tick him off and it’s going to do you more harm than good– but you’re scared and it hurts, that you unwillingly start to snivel again.

“shut up. you’re gonna take it like a good cumslut.” he shoves two long fingers in your mouth, causing you to choke on them.

“daddy’s gonna cum in this pretty pussy and you’re gonna fucking take it.” 

toji’s grunts ring in your ears and you’re able to feel his cock twitching inside you before he finally releases hot ropes of cum– filling up and defiling your womb.

“y-you came inside..” you mumble once he takes out his fingers as you’re left entirely devastated and stupefied. 

“fucking did.” he pants, lifting his body up from you and pulls out his cock to shove back the dribbling cum that’s leaking from your abused cunny with his finger. you would wince but your mind is already numb and your body is sore that you can do nothing but burn holes through the ceiling above.

“don’t look so sad.” the room resonates with his chuckles and he gets off the bed to put back on his pants. toji walks over to the nightstand where a pack of cigarettes await him and he puts one between his lips and you can hear the flicking sounds of a lighter as he tries to burn the tip. 

“i can promise you that other guys wouldn’t be rough as me but one thing’s for sure,” he inhales the tobacco and exhales in a gratifying manner, “that will stay as the best fuck of your life.”

fat tears stream down your cheeks and you curl on your side, protecting your now-ruined-body as you quietly sob and your mind takes you back from how the ordeal even started and causes you to end up where you are right now– and it only makes you cry harder.

toji only lets out an exasperated sigh. he grabs his shirt from the floor and throws it on his shoulder before reaching the door.

“megumi won’t be coming home ‘til tomorrow. he said something about the train and the weather, so you can leave when you’re done. you know your way out.”

you hear the door close shut behind him and you’re left in the dark with nothing but the smell of his tobacco and the sounds of the drizzling rain accompanying you as you drown in your thoughts and griefs. 

how many mistakes have you made today? four? five? or more? 

you’ve lost count and you question yourself over again until you’re no longer able to care.

what’s done is done.

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