#wait till i finish and u see whats under where I cut it off ;)

[sunarctus]

Thought I didn't see you lookin' Sergeant? 🤨😏

[wonyourdreams]

KILLER SMILE

Johnny x Male Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff

Warning/s: Toxic Relationship, Cheating, Swearing, Smut😙, I didn’t proofread please excuse any errors

Song: F U by Little Mix

Dancing with The Devil by Niki

Say My Name by Niki

All my friends say I'm a sucker

Can't explain it's complicated

I wish you were dead 'till you take me to bed

You're so good, so good

You lead on my love, oh, them brown eyes and that body

I'll get my revenge, take my key to your Benz

“Where have you been?” you asked Johnny as he enters the kitchen of your shared apartment

You were seated in the dining table with cold pasta and wine served in the table, while the use to be lit candle is now melted and died down hours ago

“I had to finish some papers so I stayed overtime” He simply replied not giving a single glance at you as he drinks the water he prepared for himself

You laughed as you leaned your forehead into your arms

“Overtime? or does your secret girlfriend not want you to leave early?” you said while you looked at him as he glared at you

“This again?” he asked clearly irritated at the topic “How many times have I told you, Im not having an affair” he continued

“And how many times have I caught you with another woman in your hand as you said that” you said as you squinted your eyes at him trying to avoid crying

“We both know what kind of person you can be Johnny” you said with a poker face

“For fuck sake, I told you I’ve changed” he said irritated, rubbing the bridge of his nose “Why won-“ he was cut off with a glass you threw few inches from him near the door

“Yeah you changed, you changed another woman!” you said as you stood up and look at him

He looks at you in pure confusion, this always happened, and he knew exactly why

He knew you were like this cause of him constantly being a cheater back in college, playing with a lot of girls, even cheated on you,

But that was only once, the day he saw you cry he swore on his life never to see that kind of pain in your eyes again, never to let you go crazy but it was tough as he was unable to express himself or reassure you properly

“I waited all night, you promised we’d sit here have a romantic dinner, I even prepared all this bloody shenanigans, wore a really cute shirt, even put rose petals, and not a single text or call from you?” you poured your heart out “A-and you just walk in here drink water and pass by me like I’m just some furniture not even a sorry or even a kiss in the forehead” you continued as you wipe some of the tears off your face using your hands

Johnny’s look softened his heart ached at the sight of your fragile being crying all hurt with his actions ‘you’re so stupid Johnny’ he thought

“You know what I’m tired” you finally said “If I’m just going to constantly feel like garbage in my time with our relationship” you paused as you looked up at him trying to find the courage to say the words

“Then let’s just—“ your words were cut off by Johnny quickly running to you and pulling you in a rough yet sweet kiss

Not wanting you to finish, and not getting any response from you, he snakes his hands under your sweater and played with your buds

You quickly reacting to it you opened your mouth to moan, as to which Johnny took advantage of and quickly explored your mouth

Tongues clashing wanting dominance and saliva mixing, he slowly took you to the table and sat you down not caring of the plates and candles falling down on the ground

He pulls away and looked straight to your eyes still filled with tears

“Fuck keep looking at me like that you might end up not walking for a month” he said, as you watch his eyes all you saw was love and lust

He quickly continued kissing you roughly this time more desperate, more passionate, more needy

He slowly takes his coat off as he puts it in your side

He continues to kiss you, you keep moaning into the kiss, and he just smirks loving the reactions you give him

You snaked your hands unto his torso exploring it, you untied his tie and slowly unbuttoned his long sleeves

As you reach for the last button of his shirt you snaked your hand over his pants feeling his bulge

You were shocked that he was already hard, as you palmed his twitching bulge he keeps thrusting his hips forward wanting more from you moaning as he pulls away from the kiss and pulls his head back from the pleasure he was receiving

He takes off his his unbuttoned shirt and throws it somewhere in the room, exposing his heavenly body

He looks at you as your hands were still in his bulge “Strip” he mumbles

“Make me” was all you said as you still continued to palm him who was also still thrusting slowly

(Well he bailed on your date why should you give him what he wants)

Johnny couldn’t take it so he took initiative and took your sweater off himself, revealing a black-laced bralette as to which he raises a brow

You just stared at him with teary eyes as he pushes you down on the table ripping your shorts off

“A bralette and no underwear?” he says at your exposed dick

He quickly roamed his hands on your body trying to feel every part of you, kissing your lips slowly moving to your neck leaving marks here and there you moan at every single action he did

Til he inserts a finger in your puckered hole you opened your eyes in shock, you hated how big his hands were and how stiff it was inside you

He slowly pulls and slowly back in again, it was painful, no lubricant, it was raw

“F-FUCK JOHNNY S-STOP!” you screamed as he complied and looked at you making sure to attend your discomfort

You looked at him while his finger is buried deep inside you “I don’t want your fingers” you said “I want something bigger and better than that” you continued

He quickly took his finger out and stood up, as you also sat up, he takes his coat and wraps it behind you

You gave him a questioning look “I want to see you being ruined in it” he said with a smug smirk, which you laugh a little

He then grabs his belt yet you yanked his hands off “I wanna do it” you said when he gave you a questioning look

You palmed him and he groaned, head pulled back, as you slowly pulled his belt, painfully too slow for his liking

He then grips your arm on both side “Y/n I know how you’re still angry at me but please, please don’t tease me, I’m too deprived for that right now” he says with puppy eyes

With that being said you quickly took off his pants which quickly dropped on the floor leaving him in his underwear

“Deprived? why where were your side chicks?” you mocked as you were palming him

“I told you baby, I’ve changed, I don’t have anyone but you” he says with a reassuring look as he reaches his hands out to your cheeks, caressing them and leans closer groaning as his clothed dick presses harder to your palm

“F-fuck” he whispers with closed eyes, he slowly opens them and looks straight to your orbs “Baby Boy, I may not say it a lot but I love you, I truly do with all my heart and soul, I’d bind my entire being to you honestly if that was possible, Not a single day have I ever thought of leaving you for some whore” he reassures you

He removes his underwear and quickly grabs you and carries you to the closest room, which was the living room he sits down on the sofa and puts you on top of him, your dick pressed on his toned abs and his rubbing in between your butt like it was some hotdog on a bun (Which metaphorically it was)

You continue to feel his long cock moving up and down from it and his entire body shivers

“Johnny you’re shaking” you say as you looked at him worriedly

He lifts his head up that was behind him and opens his eyes “It’s been a while and your ass feels good that way” he says

He moved his hands from your hips to your ass groping them as you continued to go up and down, he opens them and squeezes them together, his cock in between

“FUCK” he groans as he pulls his head back resting on the sofa, you can tell from the way he was reacting he seemed like he really hasn’t had sex in a while, I mean the last time you guys had it was nine months ago

As the coat around you was slowly sliding off you pulled it back on and grabbed Johnny’s cheeks as he looked at you and opened his eyes staring at yours

“I can never grow tired looking at your beautiful face” he mumbles, you just smile as you stopped moving

“Put on a condom I want it in already” you said, which sounded more of a moan

He smirked “We don’t have any” he says and you furrowed your brows

“What do you mean?” you asked as he lifted you

“Baby boy, it’s been so long since our last, we’ve been so busy we couldn’t even have sex which is why we never buy condoms anymore” he says smiling as he tries to put you down the head of his dick landing on your puckered hole

You moaned at the feeling “W-wait” you said “B-but we don’t have a condom” you tried to say

“Baby if i’m being completely honest I want to do it raw” he says smiling “We haven’t tried raw sex and just this once can I feel your warm walls without the rubber?” he says with a wide smug smile, which you quickly blushed and felt butterflies from

‘Fuck what are you doing to me, that killer smile always makes me feel things’ you thought and nodded to Johnny’s request

The other male smiled widely and pulled you into a kiss rough, desperate, and needy

He ripped your bralette, into which you pulled away from the kiss with wide eyes

“That was my favorite!” you said, as he just smiled and roamed his fingers to your buds and rubbed them, which quickly got you whimpering

Your grip tightened on his shoulders

“You look better without them” he said “Baby open your eyes” he said, and you complied

“I’d let you suck me off for some lubricant but I’m too horny and can’t take it anymore” he said as he slowly entered the head of his fat, juicy and long cock

“FUCK!” you shouted, as the feeling brought you back to the time Johnny first popped your cherry

“Baby boy” he calls out “I can’t imagine you gone in my life, I want to grow old with you, you make me the happiest man in this whole world, I may not be the perfect Boyfriend, but I’ll try my best to be better, I may not be as affectionate and sweet, I’m sorry if I have made you insecure of yourself, all the shit I put you through, I’m sorry that you have to clean up every single mess I create, I truly am Sorry but I love you, I love you so much and I wish that you’d trust me and I want you to know my loyalty is all yours and not once have I blew the second chance you gave me I don’t even talk to my female coworkers unless needed, I’m sorry, I’m sorry for missing out date night, sorry for not calling or texting, I’m sorry please don’t leave me” he says as you can feel his cock slowly sink inside you, and you whimper slowly tearing up from his touching words and pleasure

“I forgive you and sorry for overthinking too much” you said but he just shookt his head and smiled and kissed you sweetly

“I may not have a ring right now baby but, Baby will you marry me?” he asks as he finally bottoms inside you reaching your prostate

“YES!” you moaned out as tears were falling down from your face out of pure pleasure and happiness “YES JOHNNY, I WANT TO MARRY YOU, PLEASE FUCK ME” you moaned as you looked at him

“FUCK” he growls and kisses your neck slowly moving to your buds sucking your nipples and leaving bites and purple marks everywhere

He slowly pulls out and sink back in in a steady pace as your back was arc and eyes rolled to the back

He continues his pace getting irritated by the coat and ripped bralette he removes and throws them away

He lifted you up and slowly puts you down after wiping off all the books and the flower vase that was on the coffee table

“Johnny the vase” you tried to mumble from all the pleasure

“Let’s buy a new one, I don’t care, I just need this” he says and starts thrusting inside you “Fuck you’re tight, I feel like I’m fucking the virgin you” he jokes

Your continuous moans as he started increasing increasing his pace in an animalistic way, skin slapping, moans everywhere, your hands scratching his back, his mouth leaving marks on your torso

His cock was so big you could feel it go beyond your insides, it was exciting, it was euphoric

He increases his speed everytime and you can feel his cock grow as you can feel the pit of your stomach ache at a familiar knot

“I’M GONNA CSUENENXO” you screamed nonesense, so out of your head due to the pure pleasure you were feeling

“Go ahead baby boy, release whatever is stored in there” he whispers in your ear, your cock twitch from his deep voice “Cum baby boy, cum for Daddy Johnny, Cum as much as you want” he continues to moan in your ear

“I want to cum inside you” he whispers “I want to impregnate you, the first man to ever be pregnant, Mr. Johnny Suh’s husband” he continues and starts moaning random things in your ears

“Your warm walls are tight around me and only for me” he says possessive persona you fell in love with

“mine, mine, mine, MINE!” he whispers and moans til he screamed in your ears “L/N Y/N YOU ARE MINE TAKE MY CUM IN YOUR BOY PUSSY!” he screamed

“FUCK!” you screamed and with that you came your walls tightening around him before he could pull out he cums and fills you with his warm semen as he ruts inside you every second riding out his high

He carries you and slumps down on the sofa both of you breathing heavily his member still inside

Your cum dripping down both your stomachs and his slowly oozing out of you as his cock slowly turned flaccid

His head leaning behind him his hands at the side of the sofa while you were in his lap legs still straddled around him head hung low on his chest

You made an inaudible sound as he lifted his head looking down at your figure

“Did you just go dumb from all that?” he asked and you just replied with nonsensical sounds

He laughs as he wraps his hand on you while the other sets your hair aside as it was covering your face

He smiles and wraps his hands around you completely

“Let’s clean up when you return to your consciousness” he says and leans his head back to the sofa and closes his eyes

—————

redirectory

[doodlebloo]

📓 please u are my favorite dsmp writer every single daydream u have will be amazing

Augushd this is so sweet. Ok this is the outline I HAD for my "cTubbo rescues Michael_B and revives cRanboo" fic. I don't feel like I will ever write it BUT just in case pls no one steal this lol. Essentially this is how I would write the current plotline :)

I actually already have the first chapter written LOL but I doub I will ever finish it. This is the outline I had tho. ALSO this was written before the Saving Michael lore so the reason cEret doesn't save Michael w them is bc I had no idea that would be canon. Also this is messy so sorry abt that

It's been a week and a half since Ranboo died and Tubbo is sick of waiting around. He runs off to find Jack Manifold. They have a long talk where Tubbo tries to convince him to give up his keycard, but Jack doesn't want to, ESPECIALLY when Tubbo starts alluding to possibly taking himself out with the nukes. Eventually Tubbo trades him Manifork for it and then heads off to his shift at Tubburger. It's mind numbing and tedious and he hates it and he gets a lot of thinking done. He and Quackity have a chat, and when he shift ends Tubbo says a very vague and worrying goodbye to Q insinuating that he may not be coming back, Q seems as worried as Q could be while still being in character, and gives Tubbo possibly misguided but well meaning advice before he heads out.

Tubbo expects it to be a lot harder to get Techno to come w him to get Michael, but Techno's pretty much immediately ready to go. He admits that he has a pearl stasis chamber ready to go just in case, but he DOES offer to let Tubbo make one, too. Tubbo declines but Techno reassures him that he wouldn't just leave for no reason even if there's danger. Tubbo asks if Techno would teleport back even if he were holding Michael and he says yeah probably which is good enough for Tubbo. Along the journey it's good old fashioned Bonding-Ish (as in Holding Techno Accountable type bonding) till they get to Sam's island.

Tubbo is short with Sam, angry, ready to threaten, but Sam is just sad. He gives Michael back without much resistance, and he tries repeatedly to tell them what Ranboo has done. It definitely gets under Tubbo's skin, but he ignores it bc of course he does, excusing Ranboo's actions away like he always does. He and Techno get back to Snowchester and have an Awkward but sort of sweet goodbye where Techno offers future protection if Tubbo ever needs it, and Tubbo just... Revels in Michael being back for a bit.

He knocks on the door of his old house a day or two later, because if PHIL is the only one who knows where Tommy is, then things MUST be bad. Tommy invites him in, and then cClingyduo cClingyduo cClingyduo. Barest hints of healing, hushed conversations about why Tommy finds Tubbo's house safe, Tommy doesn't like Michael at first but we already see him start to grow on him by the end of the convo. Cliffhanger ending where Tubbo offhandedly mentions "finding where Ranboo respawned" bc he can't be dead and Tommy's like "I'm... Pretty sure he's dead" and Tubbo's like "Well I don't believe that. I got no proof, no body, and there's not even a ghost" and Tommy's face falls and he's like "Oh Jesus" and Tubbo's like What and Tommy's like "Tubbo... Have you not met Ranboo's ghost?"

And then hard cut to next chapter he meets the ghost of all places in the fucking Crater. And he's short with him, reminisces about the bee dome, he's polite but he pretty quickly realizes that this just Isn't Ranboo. The ghost taunts him a bit without even really meaning to and Tubbo stops being able to handle it so he just heads into his shift. He practically begs Tommy to watch his kid, and Tommy is SO reluctant at first but Tubbo needs him so he caves. Tubbo goes to work and it's raining in LN (snowing really, more like sleet) so Quackity chills inside and Tubbo chats idly with him and casually brings up necromancy and they have a tense but seemingly nonchalant convo about revival and suddenly Quackity gets serious and he's like "Tubbo you don't want to mess with this stuff" and Tubbo's like "You know about this stuff, then" and Quackitys like "No, I know how hard it is to figure it out. If I knew it I'd have at least offered you a trade offer to help revive your husband. Damn, I'm not a monster." And Tubbo is stricken by how sweet that is but anyway they keep talking and they're both really vague but eventually they trail off and Tubbo's like "Hey big Q. Where's that slime fellow." And so Quackity is still vague but he reveals Some stuff and Tubbo only half manipulating him convinced Quackity to reveal any hints he has from cDream and Quackity doesn't like doing it but he realizes that Tubbo NEEDS this. And Tubbo thanks him sincerely and Q tells him to keep in touch and that he'll murder cDream for coming near him or Tommy and that he's sure Sapnap would help him but his voice catches on the name and Q follows it up with "And I won't say I told you so if it turns out your partner is someone you don't want back." And Tubbo isn't even mad over that, he just feels SEEN, so he thanks Q for the books and disappears into the sleet of night.

Tommy and Michael are beginning to grow close, because Tubbo will only come out of his lab to feed Michael and tuck him in at night and Michael gets bored with his same old toys and coloring books sometimes and Tommy doesn't like being completely by himself, so he comes over to sit in the lab sometimes and feels safe with the extra security layers Tubbo has put up (and as Tommy tells him one night over potions, it's quite nice to hang out with Tubbo again.) Tubbo works and works and works until he finds an old sticky note from his dead husband reminding him to take a break and after that blow he couldn't keep working even if he wanted to, so he takes a walk outside as a breather and just sits and reminisces and thinks. The ghost finds him. And it sits and reminisces with him and then it asks him to STOP, tells him it doesn't want to not exist and asks Tubbo not to kill it. The ghost tells him exactly what he doesn't want to hear: that Ranboo hid things from him, that he'd hurt Tubbo before and had plans to do it again, that his skewed worldview was worse than Tubbo thought, that he'd known he was bad and asked to be locked up. And Tubbo lets that sink in... And then he's like "You say he wanted to be locked up to protect me. That sounds like something my Ranboo would do. And maybe I don't know everything about him, but I know he'd never hurt me." And the ghost tells him some of the things Ranboo has done, finishing with "And the rest I shouldn't say", and when Tubbo denies it, the spirit slips him a memory book and floats off, seemingly happier than before (likely proud of himself for preventing Ranboo's revival and his subsequent "death"). Tubbo cracks open the book and begins to read.

Tubbo hasn't seen Tommy or Michael in days. He's just been processing. He's made a little grave for Ranboo, then torn it down to make a better one, then torn the better one apart in a hurt rage, and now he sits at the quaint memorial he's made in he woods behind the mansion. He talks to the grave, as if Ranboo an actually hear him, and he talks about how maybe His Ranboo isn't even the Real Ranboo, and maybe everyone has been right about Ranboo being terrible, and that maybe Tubbo will revive him and Ranboo will stab him through the heart. But, Tubbo finishes, even if it ends up being the death of him, he cares too much for Ranboo to leave him to rot in limbo, and he's had enough of leaving his friends to die. Tubbo sends a VERY worrying comm message to Tommy, looks up at the forming clouds, and heads off to get the body. Sam grimaces when he sees how terrible Tubbo looks. He offers help, Tubbo refuses. Tubbo asks for the body. Same leads him to Ranboo's makeshift grave. He tells Tubbo about why he'd killed Ranboo, how it had gone wrong. He tries to tell him what Ranboo has done, Tubbo just responds "I Know." He hauls the coffin into his boat and doesn't respond when Sam tells him to be safe.

In his necromancy tower, Tubbo cranks the lever to raise the open coffin up to his lightning rod, reading out spells and channeling magic and tryin mg everything he can at once. He prays aloud to Channel Membership, to lady Prime, to the Goddess of Death and the Goddess of Life, and a crack of lightning strikes the coffin. It's raining hard through the open tower and the coffin is smoking and Tubbo worries his husband will get wet in the rain and he rolls down the coffin only to find a charred mark on Ranboo's chest and a lifeless corpse. Which... Doesn't make sense, because this ritual SHOULD revive someone, and... How had Wilbur been revived? And then it hits him. He has to kill the ghost.

Tubbo finds the ghost in the stupid Outpost. He's been looking for hours, and when he finally stumbles across the thing, it's singing and placing grass blocks and it's so Ranboo and so Not Ranboo that Tubbo almost keels over. They sit, and they have a long talk about the past and the present and the future, the cookie outpost and how Ranboo felt about things and how Tubbo felt about things, and it's basically every bit of cBeeduo catharsis that cTubbo needs to hear. And then the ghost sighs and it says "You're here to kill me, aren't you?" And Tubbo is like "Yeah. Yeah, I'm afraid I am." And the ghost half-heartedly tries to convince him not to, warning him about who Ranboo really is in a VERY self deprecating way, but Tubbo needs his husband back. And the ghost is like "Well, this was fun while it lasted, right? I had fun, at least, and I'm sure you had at least a little bit of fun without him." and Tubbo's like "Y'know? I actually really really didn't." And Tubbo's like "You wanna go say your goodbyes to people?* And The ghost is like "No, that's okay." And then a pause, and then "I'm sorry I wasn't him, and I'm sorry I couldn't give you whatever he gave you" Tubbo at the last second is like "I'm not sure I should do this." and the ghost smiles and is like "Then I'll do it for you. He's been itching to come home anyway." and the ghost walks right out into the rain and melts in front of him. And Tubbo is baffled for a bit, crying in an emotionless sort of way, before his brain goes FUCK FUCK FUCK RANBOO RANBOO RANBOO, and he takes his trident (Ranboo's Trident that he stole because Ranboo always let him do that fuck he misses Ranboo) and makes a mad dash for where he knows Ranboo will respawn - the prison. And when he gets there Ranboo is under a tree, confused and disoriented and gasping for air and Tubbo crouches down to look at him and Ranboo flinches away from his eyes before he meets them, "Tubbo?" and Tubbo goes blank. He picks Ranboo up and offers him his own armor, it's not waterproof but anything helps, and as Ranboo puts it on he whimpers and whines about How is he back, did Dream revive him, is Michael okay, and instead of speaking Tubbo grabs his hand and tugs gently, and he and Ranboo emerge from the tree they'd used for cover and start sprinting down the path towards Tubbo's old house, and Tubbo can't help but smile despite everything because RANBOO RANBOO RANBOO and Ranboo starts LAUGHING and it's all just perfect enough for Tubbo to ever so slightly cry. And they get to Tubbo's house and Tubbo gives him some of Tommy's clothes, Ranboo dries himself off and they sit in front of the fire. And it's deathly quiet for a good bit as they sit shoulder to shoulder until Tubbo opens his mouth to say something terrible and ends up just going "I Missed You." And Ranboo's like "Yeah God I missed you too, more than anything, actually. I still don't understand how I'm back." and Tubbo's like "I brought you back." And there's a bit of Ranboo being in awe and Tubbo acting like it's NBD, and then it gets quiet and Tubbo's like "I thought about not bringing you back." Barely above a whisper. And Ranboo's like "...What?" And Tubbo's like, "Ranboo, I know what you did to be put in the prison. I know everything you've done." And Ranboo blinks once, twice, before his eyes roll back and go purple. And Tubbo frowns, "Ranboo?" But before he can do much of anything, Ranboo is standing up and leaving, saying something in a language Tubbo doesn't understand. And Tubbo tries to stop him, to the point that they lightly tussle and fight, but Ranboo rips himself away and speaks in perfect English, "You need to let me go. I dont want to hurt you any more than I have. This is for your own good." And he walks out of house, leaving Tubbo alone in the pouring rain calling out after him.

Tubbo informs everyone that Ranboo is alive. He then informs them all that he's missing. Tubbo can tell that Techno is a bit angry with him for losing Ranboo, but they both agree to keep each other updated and look everywhere they can think of. Tubbo messages Sam, something to the effect of He knows that Ranboo has to be locked up if Sam finds him, but Tubbo would still like to know that he's been found at all. Sam agrees.

Tubbo and Tommy and Michael sit holed up in the house again, because Tommy has been getting letters sent to his dirt hut, with nothing but a smiley face printed on them, and his paranoia is so bad that he'll barely go outside.  It's just Tubbo thinking and lamenting and when Michael talks about how he's convinced that a dream he had about seeing Ranboo was real, Tubbo leaves him with Tommy and decides he HAS to take a walk, has to get away from his darling boy who he's failed. Tubbo wanders out as far as his feet will take him, paying barely any attention to where he's headed, travelling in and out of the nether and tridentine whenever he gets the chance and eventually he's walking through the woods and he hears something crunch and turns around and there's fucking RANBOO. And despite everything, he somehow looks awkward. And he vwoops out a hi, then coughs and says it in English. Tubbo is shell shocked. Ranboo starts backing away, and Tubbo rushes him, using his sword to pin Ranboo's tie to a tree. And he's like "You are not going fucking anywhere," and they fight because Tubbo knows what he's done and knows he's working with Dream, and Ranboo INSISTS that he wouldn't have used the TNT on the prison if he knew it'd kill Tommy, insists that he knows what he's doing and that it's actually DREAM that's helping HIM and that if Dream actually tried to hurt anyone he'd stop him, and Tubbo fucking explodes. He starts screaming and crying, telling Ranboo that he's an idiot if he thinks he can stop Dream on his own, that nobody can stop him, that Tubbo had worked so hard to bring him back and missed him so much just to bring back someone who doesn't care about him at all, tells Ranboo that if he's ever cared about him he'll turn around and come back home and see their son right now. And Ranboo wipes his tears away, not even flinching at the burn, and "Oh Tubbo. If you think I haven't seen Michael yet, you overestimate how easy the castle is to break into. And if you think I'm gonna hurt you, why did you marry me?" And Tubbo pulls himself back and he's like "I guess I didn't know." And Ranboo's like "I guess you didn't. You will, though. You'll see what I have planned. And it'll be good for us, and no one will ever fight again, and we'll get to be happy." And Tubbo's like "Ranboo, I don't know that you've ever known what would actually make me happy." And he takes his sword and sheathes it and walks away.

He doesn't tell Tommy what happened. They stay in the house, and Tubbo keeps Michael with him all the time instead of letting Eret babysit, literally not letting the kid out of his sight. Tubbo has been throwing himself into making traps, as many and as brutal as he can craft them, all to ignore how SELFISH he'd been to keep Ranboo to himself, how Michael hadn't even gotten to see his father for what may have been the last time ever because Tubbo wanted his husband all to himself that night, selfish and stupid and idiot. And it's a Misery chapter, Phil coming by to check in quickly and Quackity calling them both to make sure they're okay (maybe Sapnap is on the line with them), Eret stops by with food and an apology for the castle being broken into, and then eventually Eryn convinces Tommy to go on a walk, to get out and see the sun and shit, and Tommy agrees. Tubbo stays home and talks with Michael and apologizing for not believing him. And then Tommy messages Tubbo frantically, GET HERE NOW NOW NOW NOW (spam), Tubbo comes RUNNING with Michael tucked close to his chest, he bumps into Eret on the path on the way and just shoves the kid into his arms and takes off running, he skids to a stop and Tommys house is burning and ruined with a chest and a compass just like it was for the disc finale again and Tommy's on his knees and Eryn is grinning, saying something about how Tommy will have purpose again, and Tubbo trips over his own feet and vomits right into a flower bed and the world tilts on it's axis, and he and Tubbo curl up in the grass. They stay there for far too long until Tommy eventually forces himself up and offers Tubbo a shakey hand, and Tommy reads the note informing them that they have one week to head to a set of coords, and when Tommy turns the letter around it's in Ranboo's fucking handwriting.

They go to Philza and Technoblade. Tubbo doesn't want to, he begs not to, pleading with Tommy to leave it be, but Tommy insists. Tubbo pays Eret handsomely for babysitting (after all, he won't be needing money where he's going,) and heavily insinuates that Eret may be raising his kid after he dies, and Eret's insinuation in return is that he'll tell Michael stories about his parents and their adventures and make sure that he grows up knowing who they are. Eret ventures as far as a hug, and Tubbo allows himself the briefest moment to lean into it before becoming a Soldier again. Tommy and Tubbo hold hands on their way through the nether, Tommy hates the whole journey and Tubbo has to help him breathe once they get through the portal, Tubbo cracks a joke and Tommy tells him how much better he makes things and then they both get sick from deja vu. Phil is there when they arrive, they ask for Techno and Phil says he'll message and tell him to head back to the base, but he's been out looking for Ranboo so he's fairly far away. They sit with Phil and explain everything they know, and Tommy says they want help, and Phil... Basically just says it's up to Techno. Techno comes in, Tommy gives the same spiel, and when Techno starts with like "Look, I-" Tubbo interrupts, and gives the most genuine bit of emotion he's shown to Technoblade so far, and Technoblade is like "Well... I owe Dream a favor. And I can't go back on that favor. But! If you guys think Ranboo is there, I'm coming with, because I want my friend back. And if I have to fight Dream to get him back, I will fight Dream to get him back." And then he breaks and says some shit about maybe Dream and Ranboo are just hanging out and they're all gonna be interrupting, but he makes it clear that he at least wants to TALK to Ranboo. And Phil is like ah, are we gearing up then? And so Technoblade offers Tommy and Tubbo a gapple each and instructs them to be ready to go early.

Tubbo says Goodbye to his things. He says goodbye to Snowchester, to several graves, to the crater. He says goodbye to Michael, writes a note for Eret that Michael is supposed to read when he's older, texts Quackity and JM goodbye, all of which while still maintaining the false positivity that they'll make it out alive. Tubbo has no intentions of making it out alive. He thinks if he has to die to bring Michael's dad home, he will, and he thinks it's about time anyway, because his friends seem to die all the time and Tubbo never does. So they head off, and the coords lead to a weird portal that looks like Technoblade and Phil's table. And during the fight Ranboo will be purposefully not hurting them but not letting them hurt Dream either, and then Tubbo will get hurt and he'll flip like a switch and help them kill cDream. And after that there's obviously peace, because cDream is finally gone, and because cTubbo apparently knows how to revive people now (although I'd like to say that once cDream dies, the server starts running on an infinite lives system where the only death that could count is old age or something like that.)

What were Ranboo's motivations? I have literally no idea. Thats honestly probably why I didn't write it <3

and this time it isn't a mountain, but a cave. And so they travel down the darkness into this cave, and Tommy hugs Tubbo quickly and wordlessly before they go in and they hold hands all the way down, and Tubbo hopes that  Tommy looks away when he dies. And eventually they get to a strange set of corridors, stone brick hallways that sometimes lead to dead ends, sometimes empty jail cells, a maze of different passageways before they eventually find a table. In the center of the table

[spinster-sisters]

Crush. PSH, JYN

TW: dom! Seonghwa, sub! Yunho, sub! Reader,threesome, exhibitionism, degradation (use of the words slut and whore), bondage (male receiving), Sir kink, overstim (kinda, idk how much counts as overstim but im putting it here anyway), excessive use of the word wet, panty kink, buldging, k so heres the deal, in this thing yunho has a crush on both the reader and seonghwa and seongwha is probably also attracted to men based on the way i wrote this but there is no actually mxm interaction PHYSICALLY, also fun fact at no point anywhere in this is there the letters Y/N cuz i have decided i hate that shit and istead u get excessive pet names.

WC: 4k

AN: this is 4k words of pure smut, like plot if you SQUINT right at the begnining but even that is pretty smutty. ngl its prettyy shit. im sorry lol. also this isnt specifically idolverse or nah, it could kinda go either way so thats that i guess.

Yunho had always had a crush on you, that much everyone knew, but when you and seonghwa began dating Yunho had decided to put his own feelings aside out of respect for both you and seonghwa. Maybe it worked for a while, a few months of being genuinely happy for his two friends finding love. Yeah, it was hard seeing one of his best friends get to touch you and talk to you in the way he wanted to, but the smiles that never left either of your faces were well worth it.

But then that night came.

He hadn't meant to see it. All of your friends had gone out to a crowded club, there was dancing and a lot of drinking. But with all the chaos of the night, nobody noticed when you and seonghwa slipped into the bathroom. A while later Yunho found himself needing to pee and made his way to the back of the club as well, but when he pushed open the door all thoughts of his original plans had left. There you were, spread out on the counter, chest heaving, tiny drops of sweat making their way down your neck. And there was seonghwa, standing between your legs slamming his hips into yours and a brutal pace, absolutely RUINING you. His back was to the door and your eyes were screwed shut, Yunho had only opened the door just far enough to see in so neither of the two of you had noticed him yet.

Yunho's first reaction was to close the door and pretend he hadn't seen anything, but he couldn't move, not once he heard the filth spewing seonghwas lips.

"My baby girl got so needy she needed me to fuck her with all of her friends around? What a little slut"

That was the first thing Yunho heard, and then whine that the words pulled out of you was damn near-pornographic, and it went straight to his dick. He only stood there for a few more moments before closing the door, but the damage had been done.

Did you guys fuck like this all the time? It felt so wrong, the perfect lovey-dovey couple Yunho had come to know were hiding such a dirty side to themselves.

Ever since that night, nothing has been the same. Yunho's thoughts of you turned more and more sinful than they had ever been, but there was something else. At first, Yunho thought it had just been the embarrassment of seeing such a private moment, but Yunho was now having the same amount of trouble meeting Seonghwas eyes as yours. Every time Yunho's mind drifted back to that moment Seonghwas figure was just as clear as yours, and although he didn't want to admit it, it was seonghwas words in the bathroom that made Yunho hard.

And that is how Yunho had come to discover that he had a crush and not one, but both of you. And almost every time Yunho took time to relive himself all he could image was seonghwas sharp and defined features manipulating your soft and supple ones into increasingly compromising positions, his calm voice eliciting those same desperate whines from you.

He knew this was fucked.

Yunho doesn't know at what point seonghwa became aware of his infatuation with himself and his girlfriend, maybe he had noticed him in the bathroom and chosen not to say anything, maybe mingi had told him one night in a slip of the tongue, maybe Yunho had told seonghwa himself while drunk. Either way, it all lead him to this moment. He was sitting in your bedroom with his back pressed into a wooden chair with seonghwa standing behind him binding his wrist together with a soft scarf you had lying around.

You sat on your bed observing the scene. This had all been seonghwa's idea, but you were more than willing. That being said watching your perfectly composed boyfriend secure the taller boy who had been stripped down to his boxers to a chair facing your bed was enough to have your face burning in the chilly room.

Seonghwa finished with the restraint and made his way in front of Yunho, who was already damn near star-eyed. Seonghwa reached out and clenched the man's jaw, forcing his eyes up to meet his own.

"Remember Yunho, you are here to watch. Not to touch. No matter how much you want to," seonghwa spoke in that calm domineering voice he reserved for moments like these. Yunho nodded eagerly as well as he could while his face was still in seonghwas grasp, his cheeks puffing out a little at the pressure.

Seonghwa let go of his face and ran his hand once through the younger boys' hair approvingly before both of their gazes fell on you.

You had been waiting patiently in the sweetest little lingerie set you could find. Seonghwa was still fully clothed, but he had a thing about having you look as pretty as possible before fucking you so hard you cried. With both of their attention now firmly on you, the cold of the room couldn't seem any further away, and with every step, seonghwa made twords you, you couldn't help but clench your thighs together in anticipation.

Finally, he stood before you, looking so beautiful it was unfair, close enough you could reach out and touch him. But you didn't, you knew better.

Seonghwa gave a wicked smirk at your sweet expectant face. The stage was finally set, and it was time for the show. He looked contemplative for a moment, before deciding on his first move.

"Lay back for me, baby"

You did exactly that, allowing your head to hit the soft blankets. Never breaking eye contact, however hard it was as your boyfriend looked ready to absolutely devour you. Careful not to block anything from Yunho's view seonghwa slowly climbed onto the bed on top of you using his hips to keep your legs in place and his arms coming down to cage your top half. He moved his head to your ear and spoke in his smoothest softest voice.

"Remember to be good sweetheart, we have a guest and I don't want to waste time punishing you tonight."

You whimper out a quiet "ok" before seonghwa placed a soft kiss on your temple. And he didn't stop there, your boyfriend only pulled back for a brief moment to observe your flushed face before diving back in.

Seonghwa was organized and neat in most aspects of life, but kissing was not one of them. His kisses are hard and wet. His exceptionally plump lips forced yours to follow his lead, prying your mouth open, nipping, and sucking at anything he could. Wet was the perfect word to describe it. Wet and amazing. Normally you would have waited for permission to touch him before swinging your arms around his neck pulling him closer but when his tongue found its way into your mouth toying with your own you needed someone to ground yourself.

To your surprise seonghwa had no objection to this instead threading his left hand through your hair pulling your head close as well, letting out a deep grunt in the process. His lips began to travel down to your neck and jaw, and now the sloppiness turned a little rougher. Seonghwa took a small break to speak, barely lifting his lips off your body but his voice still carried loud and clear.

" Don't hold back your sweet little cries, I'm sure Yunho would love to hear them"

Your mouth now free to cry out little by little at the way the cold air made contact with your now burning skin every time he moved. He was covering your skin in small red patches that would surely turn dark purple by tomorrow. You braced yourself on his shoulders when his lips came to rest of the swell of your chest. Seonghwas right had found its way under your knee lifting it a bit and caressing the underside of your thigh. You had finally become used to the sensation of his mouth on your body when he bit down. Hard.

You damn near choked. You threw your head back as a deep whine spilled sinfully out of you much louder than you intended. But it wasn't just you that was making noises, a deep guttural groan could be heard in harmony with your own from across the room. It was only then did you finally dare to turn your head to where Yunho sat. And you almost wished you didn't. The tall boy sat as hunched over as he could be, positively panting with desire his eyes staring, unblinking, and where you and your boyfriend were tangled together. Your eyes locked, Yunho was staring at you with so much hunger your heat throbbed, and your thighs clenched together. Seonghwas words cut through the tension bringing your attention back to him.

"My baby is so eager, looking so pretty as wrapped up for me. Just waiting for me to pull her apart."

You instinctively nodded.

"Yes, please. I'll be good I promise" you pleaded vacantly, still gripping your boyfriend for support. Seonghwas's right hand began to slide its way up the underside of your leg before moving around till he was palming the inside your leg.

"I know darling, I know you will"

A knowing smile graced his lips before he unhooked the clasp on your pretty bra, sliding it down your shoulders. You held your breath as he pulled himself back to sit on his heels still caressing your leg dangerously close to where you were currently making a mess of your nicest panties.

Seonghwa would never admit that he had a panty kink, but seeing you laid out for him in nothing but the thin little soaked scrap of fabric was scratching an itch that he didn't even know he had. He just had to take a moment to appreciate it.

Seonghwa turned his head twords Yunho. And speaking in that same clear strong voice.

"Yunho"

The boys eyed shaped up to meet seonghwas. Yunho, aside for the occasional moan or groan and been relatively silent up until that point. He looks at seonghwa expectantly. Your boyfriend sighed. Shaking his head for a moment.

"Yunho, when I talk to you I expect words." As he spoke seonghwa tightened his grip on your thigh, you let out a tiny moan. Yunho's eyes flashed to your thigh for a moment before realizing his distraction then flying back to seonghwas face. It was like he couldn't get the word out fast enough.

"Yes?" The word tumbled from his lips haphazardly.

"Yes, what?" Your boyfriend responded, clearly unamused, a scowl making its way onto his face.

Yunho visibly panicked, eyes darting around the room quickly. He didn't know what he missed. He looked at you for help. You knew what he missed, but you had no way of telling him.

"Umm," he began, still searching for the answer. Just when seonghwa looked like he was about to cut in a look of realization hit Yunho. He remembered the night not too long ago that he had come home from dinner, expecting the house to be quiet only to hear a specific word scream from your lips as he passed seonghwas room.

"Yes, sir?" Yunho asked, his eyes wide and pleading.

Seonghwa couldn't help his look of satisfaction.

"Good boy,"

The words made Yunho's face light up.

"Now Yunho, what would you like to see?" Your boyfriend asked. This question clearly took Yunho by surprise.

"Come on, I know you have been imagining me and my doll doing all kinds of things," as he spoke his hand finally slipped inside your panties. Two cold fingers sliding between your folds. You shudder out a gasp. You were wet, unbelievably so. It took so little for his fingers to slip through your slick, toying with you like he had done so many times before.

Yunho momentarily lost his focus on seonghwa instead looking at the imprint of his hand through the fabric. He looked starved. But his eyes returned to seonghwa once again.

"So, what is it. What was your favorite thing to imagine when you touch yourself." As he spoke his fingers began to make slow tight circles to your clit. You moaned out again and grasped wildly for a moment to ground yourself against the blankets.

Yunho once again looked at a loss for words, this time unable to peel his eyes away from the dark stain in your panties and the forearm connected to the hand in them.

Yunho licked his lips slowly before tearing his eyes away to look at seonghwa. He spoke slowly, his words were shaky but certain.

"Please, just fuck her. Hard, like you, always do." He looks embarrassed by his choice, but your heart leaped at the idea, you wanted seonghwa inside you right at that very moment. He was slowly working you into an orgasm and he had barely even done anything yet.

"Really? Is that all you want?" Your boyfriend asked. "No special requests?" The circles on your bud speed slightly as he spoke. Your legs began twitching with every stroke. You had been so wound up this whole time that along with every jerk a small whine was seeping past your lips.

"Please, just," Yunho took a moment to gather his thoughts " please, I just want to see what you both look like when you ruin her."

Seonghwa looked at the boy pensively for a moment.

"Ruin her?" Your boyfriends intense gazed finally made its way back to you "that I can do" and almost exactly as his sentence finished your first wave of orgasm crashed over you. You were now spilling whines freely and rocking your hips into your boyfriend's large hands. You closed your eyes tight for a few moments. Before thinking about the exchange that just took place. Ruin you? Seonghwa was a serious man when he wanted to be, and if he promised to ruin you, you knew he would. And honestly, it was a little scary.

Finally, you opened your eyes. Your boyfriend had been watching you through your high, not stopping his hand and now that you were coming down a dull pain replaced began to radiate up from your core. You reached down to grab his wrist

"Wait. Please-" you began to plead, looking into your boyfriend's eyes, but your words were cut off.

"Well, Yunho. If I'm going to ruin her I'm going to have to prepare her. Wouldn't want her to break" you whined at his words as his hand began to speed up once again over your extra sensitive nub. He then glanced over at the boy who seemed just as transfixed by your pleasure-filled face as seonghwa. "unless you want that"

"Please," was all Yunho could force out "I just want to see"

Seonghwa finally pulled his hand out from the ruined fabric. Despite the numbing pain that came from his handy work you were already missing the sensation and your hand on his wrist tightened again.

Seonghwa let out a sigh.

"Sweetheart, how am I supposed to let Yunho see what I can do to you if you still have these panties on," he asked in a disappointed tone. You reluctantly released his wrist.

Seonghwa finally found the time to pull his sweater over his head, tousling his hair in the process. Now it was both you and Yunho gawked. It was something both you and Yunho had seen a thousand times, but there was still something awe-inspiring about the way he looked kneeling over you with his bare golden honey skin on display.

If seonghwa noticed the stares he didn't address them as he moved to pull your ruined panties down your legs. The anticipation was clear on Yunho's face as the wet fabric slowly made its way down your legs. Finally, he pulled them off the tip of your toes. Because of you and seonghwas position, Yunho still couldn't see your heat. To your surprise, seonghwa stood up quickly from the bed. Your panties still between his fingers. He looked at Yunho.

"You want them?" He asked letting them dangle from his hand that was still glistening with your juices. Yunho choked out a "yes, sir"

Satisfied with his answer seonghwa walked over to the man, leaned over him, and slipped the fabric into his bound hands.

Your boyfriend then returned to you on the bed, but instead of climbing on top of you, he sat down beside you.

"Open up baby"

It may be a bit late in the game, but you were finally coming to terms with what is happening. Yunho, one of your closest friends is about to watch you get fucked by your boyfriend, you had to look away from the man at the sudden realization. Slowly, you opened your legs and you heard the sharp intake of breath that could only be from Yunho.

"What do you think?" Your boyfriend asked pulling your legs apart even more. You shut your eyes tight, feeling embarrassed.

"It's pretty" was all Yunho could Say. You flushed even deeper.

"I know, isn't it? My baby has such a pretty pussy" you choked.

"Open your eyes sweetheart, I want to look at you"

Slowly you opened them, still keeping your gaze firmly on your boyfriend's face.

"No need to be embarrassed sweetheart. You look so cute" seonghwa said in a coo.

Seonghwas hand slipped further between your legs, spreading you open for Yunho to see. You couldn't help but sneak a glance at the man. He was almost drooling, as he licked his lips.

"She tastes amazing," seonghwa says dipping a finger into your still sensitive heat. You felt yourself twitch.

"Normally I would spend hours eating her sweet little cunt, but that wasn't what you wanted to see" seonghwa spoke with false regret. Honestly, Yunho looked right now like there was nothing else in the world he would rather witness but everyone knew he had already made his choice.

Your boyfriend finally decided to push 2 fingers into you all at once. You whined out at the sudden intrusion.

"I have to get her ready first, I hope you don't mind" seonghwa spoke with a chuckle. Because no, with a view like that how could Yunho mind watching your boyfriend's two long fingers push in and out of you over and over again each time bringing a little more wetness out of you.

At this point you were gone, the pleasant stretched of the familiar fingers moving inside of you was like a mantra pulling small noises from you like a song. Seonghwa was brushing the inside of your walls oh so perfect if was unfair.

"She is always so wet, pulsing around my finger with so little work. What a little slut." Your eyes shot open with a moan at his words. His pace quickened. With your still heightened sensitivity, you already felt your stomach tighten.

"Oh. Do you like that? Like it when I call you my slut?"

"Yes, sir"

"Do you like being a little whore for me?"

"Yes, sir"

"Do you want me to fuck you in front of our friend, just so he can see how much of a slut you are?" At that, you locked eyes with Yunho across the room.

"Yes please sir, please show him how much of a slut I am for you" Yunho lurched forward for the first time, his dick straining so hard against his boxers it must be painful.

Seonghwa leaned down to give you a quick kiss on the forehead,

"Good girl"

Finally, seonghwa focused all his energy on bringing on your next orgasm. Pressing deliciously against that special spot inside you while his thumb returned to your pulsing clit. You were already so far gone that it only took a few more direct strokes for you to come tumbling down once again.

This one lasted much longer than the first. And once again seonghwa prolonged it as long as possible by not stopping his hand once throughout the whole time. The pleasure came on waves, washing over you with so much intensity it was all you could do to keep moaning so loud the neighbors could hear you.

Finally, when he pulled his fingers out you took a moment to catch your breath. But it wasn't long before it was stolen again by seonghwa sticking each finger in his mouth one at a time a sucking them clean, never once breaking eye contact with the boy in the chair.

"Hmm, sweet" was all he said, before standing from the bed once again and undoing his belt. Seonghwa pushed his hair back before undoing his jeans and pulling them down his legs. At last, he stood in nothing but his black boxers. If you weren't struggling so hard to keep your eyes open after your climax you would have ogled but Yunho's hungry eyes were wide and fixed on the impressive size of the tent in your boyfriend boxers. Seonghwa spared him a glace before chuckling.

Your boyfriend turned completely to Yunho and pulled down the boxers as well. You knew what was there, so you understand the feeling Yunho was having to lick his lips like that. Yunho's arms once again lurched forward.

"Remember, no touching" was all seonghwa said before turning back to you. He says down on the bed beside you once again

"Come sit on my lap baby,"

You almost groaned. You felt like you could barely move and you would much rather he take you just as you are, but you know better than to fight him.

Seonghwa positioned you both facing Yunho, so he could have the perfect view of you both.

You tried to keep your self as steady as possible as lined himself up under you. Your muscles protested as you held yourself up. Finally, seonghwa took hold of your hips and pushed you down onto him all at once. The two of you both let out a satisfied groan. Your pussy felt used and abused but at that moment all you could think about was how nice it felt to be full. Your head fell back onto your boyfriend's shoulder almost immediately.

"Awe, do I make you feel that good, baby? You like it when I fill you up that much?"

"Yes, sir, I love being full. Love it when you fill me up." Your words were slurred together but loud. Seonghwa, using his grip on your hips. Helped you lift yourself only to be pulled back down again.

"Holy fuck" Yunho spoke in a quiet tone, watching where your boyfriend's dick was now disappearing inside of you.

"Don't use that kind of language" seonghwa spat out while staring to set a fast and deliberate pace, his focus instead on fucking you to tears.

"I'm sorry sir, it's just-" he seemed to be at a loss for words. " I can see you in her tummy"

At that seonghwa chuckled again. He took your hand and lead it to the spot on your stomach you could feel him inside you.

"I know, my baby is such a slut she isn't satisfied until I fill her up this much."

All of these words were filtering in and out of your ears but all you could focus on was the feeling of seonghwas dick moving inside of you. You were so sensitive after two orgasms not so long ago that your body felt utterly spent but every single time seonghwa trusted up into you felt like you could cry at how good it felt. It hurt, yes it hurt, seonghwa was big, that's why he spent so much time working you up, but even with that, you could still feel him stretching out your wall in the most delicious way. Every time he pushed all the way into you could almost cry at the sensation, not to mention how he rubbed against every spot inside of you in the perfect way. You were a mess of whines and cries and tears.

"She's crying" Yunho spoke in a shaking voice.

Seonghwa brushed your hair away from your face, looking at the tears streaming on your face. Your boyfriend placed feather-light kisses against your cheeks where the tears streamed down. A stark contrast to the brutal pace he was drilling his hips into your cunt.

You were clenching madly against him and he couldn't help but chuckles, though it was now somewhat airy as he was nearing his own climax.

"You gonna come, baby?" He asked.

"Mmhmm" you whined, head still rolled back as he fucked into your relentlessly. You were so close, every time he pushed back into you you cried out wanting him to make you come so fucking bad.

Seonghwa took told of your chin with one hand and forced your head forward making you lock eyes with Yunho. He looks almost as fucked out as you probably did. Forehead sweating, chest heaving, dick twitching. The sight made you clenched down hard.

"Who knew my sweet little baby, want people to watch her get fucked like a whore." you clenching tears streaming down faster than ever. The hand not holding your chin found your clit and once again began rubbing slow but rough circles onto the bud. You were so full and so close, and knowing that Yunho was seeing you like this, looking him in the eye while seonghwa fucked you almost made you come.

"What do you think Yunho? Should I let my little slut come?" He asked pinching your bud and delivering a particularly hard thrust. You gagged on the drool spilling from your mouth.

" yes, please sir, please make her cum!: Yunho almost shouted, looking crazed.

"You heard him slut. Cum."

And that was all it took. You were shaking and writhing on top of your boyfriend, head and eyes rolled back and your eyes saw stars. Waves don't even being to describe the way pleasure was moving through your body.

"Sir, it feels so good" was all you could say between the cries, and yes you were crying for real now. Short of losing consciousness, you were gone to the world. Lost in the feeling.

It took you several minutes to realize that seonghwa was still fucking you. But once you did you jerked painfully.

"No, no please" fell past your dry lips. As you moved to sit up. But seonghwas had kept you in place.

"You're not going anywhere baby, I still haven't cum yet and I am going to right in your little pussy."

It hurt, and you were crying, but all you wanted to do was be a good girl for seonghwa so you stayed put, letting him use you. You looked up at Yunho, your eyes glossy, mouth hanging open, probably covered in bruises as you always were when seonghwa fucks you.

Yunho moaned out, straining against the fabric keeping him tied to the chair.

At that moment seonghwa finally came. You could hear his groan through his chest and feel the cum spilling into you. Nice and full.

With a few more thrust seonghwa finally stopped. Allowing you to rest a moment before pulling you off him. You collapsed into your blankets. Feeling moments away from sleep, but you kept your eyes open. Seonghwa took a moment before standing pulling up his own boxers before moving over to where Yunho sat panting. He looked down at the boy and laughed.

"You came untouched?"

"Yes sir"

[mintbaby1012]

Jeongin ♥ Who Do You Love

In which you go over to the boys dorm to hangout and Jeongin gets jealous

dom!Jeongin x fem!reader

WARNING: Suggestive/smut, Fluff, jealousy, very slight angst if u squint.

Word Count: 2998

——————————————————————————

My boyfriend Jeongin had brought me over to his dorm to hang out with him and the boys. Currently I was sitting on the couch playing on the switch with Changbin, Hyunjin, and Chan. Jeongin was next to me watching videos, honestly he looked kinda grumpy and I don't know why.

"Y/n, come help me cook!" Yelled Lee Know from the kitchen so I got up and  ruffled Jeongin's hair causing him to look at me questioningly and I said, "Love you Jeongin!"

I gave him heart fingers before going to the kitchen after seeing him blush and look back at his phone saying nothing in response; honestly kinda disappointed he could've at least returned the heart finger but no. He's been a grump since Chan took me to his room to show me his new figure.

Once I got to the kitchen Lee Know gave me green onions to cut and a knife. "Hey Lee where is the chopping board?" I looked over to him and he was pointing at the cabinet next to me. I tried to grab it but it was pretty high up.

I started to lose my balance then I felt a body against mine holding me up and I got the board down without falling. I turned around and came face to face with Lee know and we just stared at each other for a moment before we heard the door open and Jeongin came in. Lee instantly moved away and went back to the the pot as my love came in,  just looked at me weirdly and went to the fridge grabbing strawberry milk, then left.

"Hey Lee I'll be back I'ma go talk to Jeongin," I said and left the kitchen looking for Jeongin. He wasn't in the living room so I went to his room and found him on his bed. So, I layed down and hugged him while asking, "Why are you being such a grump today?" He looked at me and said, "I'm not I'm just tired and want to watch videos he said and smiled at me kissing my cheek. Which made me happy but honestly I can't tell if his smiles are real at this point anymore he always smiles now.

"Can I have some of your strawberry milk baby?" I asked and he handed it to me so I took a few sips it was soooooo good like fhdfd it's an orgasm in my mouth. I cuddled a little more with him before going back and helping Lee Know cook again.

After we finished cooking the members all helped setting the table. We all sat down and started eating and laughing talking about random things then Lee Know said, "Y/n, open up try this!" He fed me the beef before I could respond, and I looked over to Jeongin who immediately stopped laughing and started eating more.

Eventually it was 10 PM and Chris said I needed to go back to my house so my parents don't get mad and  blame him. So me and Jeongin were on our way back to my house.

"Jeongin really tell me what's wrong I'm tired of you being a grump today!" I stated sternly and he stopped and looked at me. "You, You are what's wrong with me. Every single time I bring you over one of the members is with you not me, and Lee Know sometimes I want to punch him he's always flirting with you , I should be the one flirting with you not him....."

He started walking again leaving me behind while I processed what he just said. Eventually we reached my house and I invited him in because my parents would've gotten onto me if I didn't so we went up to my room to hang out for a bit more but he just got on his phone again. So what do I do, well I take his phone from him and toss it to my floor and exclaimed, "I'm not with them right now but look, look at what you're doing nothing you're not flirting your not even looking at me!"

Jeongin looked at me and said, "Well what do you want me to do i don't even know who you love anymore, so who do you love. Is it him or me because if you can't say I'm the one for sure then I'm walking out the door." Tears were puddling up in my eyes as I said, "You, I love you, I spent most of my high school life begging you to be with me and now you finally are and you have been with me for a year and your asking this. I'm shocked Jeongin."

He looked back at me dead in the eyes and said, "How do I know that, for all I know you could be doing things with them. They're older than you even though I'm older than you too, but they're all pretty experienced they can easily take control over you and your heart so I don't know if you love me anymore... I need proof."

So right after that I kissed him and it wasn't no normal kiss, I kissed him passionately trying to express all my feelings to him. At first jeongin was just wide eyes and shocked then he started moving with me our lips dancing together. I pulled away and asked, "Do you believe me now? Do you now believe that you are the one I love!"

He looked at me pushing back his hair and said, "I definitely believe you do now, sweetness."

I blushed and quietly said, "It's like you're trying to seduce me right now. Pushing you're hair and leaning your head back like that you evil human being."

He looked at me smirking and stated, "So what if I am, you are my babygirl not Chris' or Lee Know's. I'm allowed to seduce you."

I looked up at him confused on why he said that then my eyes widened as I exclaimed, "Did I say that out loud?!?!?!"

Jeongin kept smirking and said, "Yes, you did." Then kissed me again, picking me up and setting me on his lap.

We kept kissing for like 2 minutes till he bit my lip making me whimper and he took that chance to stick his tongue into my mouth sending an shock through my body.

Since when did he know to kiss like this, he's normally innocent only kissing me on the cheek or maybe on the lips but the lips is rare even in private, but right now, I'm not getting any vibes of innocence.

Slowly he worked his way to my jawline kissing it. Then to my neck kissing licking and leaving love bites making me moan quietly.

He got back to my lips and wrapped his arms around my back pulling me as close as he could to him. We kept kissing and my hands were running through his hair making a mess of it, as he layed back onto the bed so that I was on-top of him while he was laying down.

I loosened his grip on my back and worked my way to his earlobe, licking and biting it lightly causing him to whimper from this new feeling to him. I kept on kissing and biting him but now I was at his neck.

I then made my way to Jeongin's collar bone and looked up at him to see him in a dazed state looking at me with pure love. So in that moment I went right back to his collar bone kissing it and biting it, but it wasn't a normal bite I was biting and sucking on his skin to leave a mark; making him moan out, "Y-You're supposed to be innocent y/n, h-how do you know to do this... ngh"

I looked back at him and smirked, "I could say the same thing about you innie your older than me only by a few months."

He just smirked and slid his hand under my shirt exploring my skin. His free hand worked it's way to my ass squeezing it then spanked me as he said, "You've been a bad girl, letting the others fond all over you." He then spanked me again causing me to whimper, but then we both froze and I jumped up off him and he pulled on a hoodie and tried to straighten out his hair, I was at my TV acting like I was gonna grab the switch.

All of that work because we heard my mom coming up the stairs. She opened the door and I lifted the switch out of the holder and looked at her innocently as she said, "It's getting pretty late y/n either Jeongin needs to leave or call Christopher and he can stay in the guest room if he gets permission."

I nodded my head and Jeongin called Chris to ask then after he hung up he spoke to my mom, "He said since it's late he doesn't want me out alone so to stay here and he'll pick me up around 11 tomorrow morning if needed."

She nodded her head but before she left I pleaded, "Mama can Jeongin just stay in here we're mature, I mean we're literally adults in America and you were born and raised there Mama and all I want to do is cuddle with him."

She stood at my door for a few moments before sighing, "Fine but don't do anything that'll be regretted in the long run, understood." She said sternly and me and Jeongin both nodded our heads quickly in response and when she left I put the switch back and jumped back into the bed hugging Jeongin.

We layed there till I fell asleep. Around 2am I woke back up and Jeongin was gone, but I saw the light to the bathroom that was connected to my room was on so I got up and was about to knock on the door but stopped right when I was about to knock. He was moaning I could hear him moaning my name it was quiet but still audible enough for anyone in a five feet radius of the bathroom.

I just stood there wide eyes and blushing off in my own fantasy world not realizing the moaning stopped. Then the door opened and I was snapped out of my world; Jeongin and I stared at each other pretty much talking through our eyes and I turned around quickly and tried running to the bed to hide under covers in embarrassment but he grabbed my arm pulled me into his chest.

He leaned next to my ear and whispered, "Did you hear everything I was doing, sweetness?" I just nodded my head, and he pushed me onto the bed. Before I knew it he had my shirt off and I was exposed because I don't sleep with a bra. He was scanning my entire body, while removing his shirt and pants.

Is this really about to happen am I really gonna lose my virginity right now. As Jeongin's dick sprung free, lustful fear clouded my eyes. Jeongin looked at me softly and said, "Baby I can wait for your v card much much longer, I know you're afraid to lose that but I can't just use my own hands anymore." I looked him in the eyes relived and he pulled me up to stand then pushed me down so I was kneeling on the floor as he was sitting on the bed.

I looked up at him confused on what to do. This is the first time I have seen a dick in real life and it's my boyfriend's as well. He grabbed my hand and place it on his dick. Manually wrapping my hand around it and using it as a toy guiding it up and down his shaft, till I got used to it.

He was now propping himself up on the bed, head back, and moaning out my name and cuss words following it.

I was staring at him trying to figure out what got the best reaction out of him and my conclusion was when I glided my thumb across his tip then blew on it.

Suddenly an idea struck me and immediately I put it into action. My mouth lowered onto his cock wrapping around it and he gasped in surprise, instantly sitting up straight and grabbing a handful of my hair and pushing me down onto his dick all the way causing me to gag.

He started thrusting into my mouth moaning sinnful words of pleasure. Eventually I stopped gagging and lowered my self onto him even more deepthroating him everytime he thrusted into me. "F-fucking hell I'm gonna cum sweetness!" Jeongin moaned out while pulling my head back so that he doesn't cum into my mouth, but I had other plans.

I instantly lowered my mouth back down to his throbbing shaft as he came and I took it all into my mouth. I looked back up at him and he was wide eyed and breathing heavily letting out his last bit of moans looking down at me. I made sure he saw the movement of my throat as I swallowed his cum.

He looked even more shocked and pulled me back up and kissed me while saying, "I love you, I love you so fucking much. I just didn't want to cum in your mouth I didn't want to make your mouth completely dirty..."

I just looked at him and said, "It didn't make my mouth dirty but it did give my taste buds a new favorite snack hehet!"

"Huh, what about me does your oppa get to have a new favorite snack too?" Jeongin asked and I shook my head yes.

Soon enough I was laying on the bed my pussy exposed and his mouth eating me out. I was a moaning mess. Everytime he would flick his tongue against my clit my whole body would jolt in pleasure. Then I felt something enter my pussy and I moaned out his name making him smirk in pride.

He was fingering me and eating me out at the same time. I was a moaning mess and it felt like I was on could nine. My body felt like it was engulfed in honey, he was sending so much pleasure into me just with three fingers and his tongue.

My hands worked their way to his hair pushing his face into me more because I need and want to feel more, I moaned out, "Jeongin, more give me more pleasure I feel something wierd in my stomach and I want more of that feeling!"

He snickered and hummed in response sending a vibration to my clit causing me to practically scream. His actions intensified and my whole body started shaking till I felt a release.

All the pressure that built up in my body was gone and I saw white sparkles floating around. My entire body jolted and I moaned out very loudly Jeongin licked up all my fluids and came back up to me kissing my stomach leaving hickies here and there then kissed my lips as I said, "S-so that's what having an orgasm f-feels like?!" I was completely out of breath.

Realizing that strawberry milk was actually not like an orgasm in my mouth but it was close.

Jeongin looked at me shocked, "You've never had an orgasm before?!?!? Either way I'm glad I was the one to cause it uwo." I just giggled and he got up and cleaned the whole mess. After he was finished cleaning and reclothing the both of us he got back in bed bringing me into his embrace as we fell back asleep enjoying each others embrace.

The next morning I woke up to my mom tapping on my shoulder and whispering, "I'm going to work now, I made some breakfast it's on the table whenever he wakes up remember to brush teeth and hygiene you don't want to look like teenage bums who hate the world, I love you, have a good day!!!" I hummed in response and waved to her goodbye as she left and snuggled back into Jeongin's embrace and fell back asleep.

Thirty minutes later I woke back up to Jeongin trying to get up without waking me, "Good morning innie! Go take care of your hygiene my mom made us breakfast." I said making him jump because I scared him, he nodded his head and pecked me on the lips before leaving to get clean.

[regretthatsme]

The Doe - Harry Potter x fem!reader

A/n: Harry's second child is named Arthur Remus in this. Albus Severus is a god awful name about two god awful people.

Harry was quickly running to the seventh floor. He was running late for class.

You see, Harry was a teacher. An illegal one, maybe. But, a teacher nonetheless. He was certainly a better teacher than toad-face.

Today, Harry was going to teach a very important lesson. Today was the day where the students would learn expecto-patronum.

He was watching the students file into the Room of Requirements. The excited chatter of teenagers filled the empty room.

"Alright. Alright!" Said Harry, immediately silencing any conversation. "Today, we will be learning the patronus charm. It is one of the most difficult spells to learn, so don't be discouraged if you don't get it on your first try."

Harry did the demonstration of the spell, a bright white stag erupting from the end of his wand.

"Think of your happiest memory. Allow it to fill you up." He said while circling around the room. "A full body patronus is the most difficult to produce."

He was getting lost in the magic and pure joy that echoed across the room, and that's when he saw it.

A glittering silver doe standing right in front of him. Some students stopped to stare at the marvel aswell. Harry's patronus seemed to notice, and it began to walk towards the doe. The stag bowed his head. The doe reciprocated, only to scamper off seconds later with the stag following suit.

Harry stood in awe for a few moments. He tried to think back to his teachings, but his mind kept going back to that damn doe.

And that one class became two. Then three. Then the week.

One month.

It's been one month. And that's when he told Ron.

"I don't know, Ron. I can't stop thinking about it. It keeps coming back. And I tried to ignore it, but then it comes back stronger than ever before." Harry expressed to his friend.

"I don't know what to tell you mate." Said Ron as he bit into a chocolate frog.

"I know... it's just... I feel... something."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know! Just.... will I ever find her?"

Ron looked at his friend. Harry was hunched over with sullen eyes. He was deep in thought. He's serious, Ron thought.

"Cheer up, mate. I'm sure you will find her again."

Harry got up from his bed and started pacing. "What if I don't? I saw something incredible. Indescribable even... I found my soulmate, Ron!" Harry was almost shouting in frustration.

"Relax! It's not my fault. Stop screaming at me!" Ron told Harry. Harry began to take deep breaths and sat back on his mattress.

"I've never felt this way about anyone before. I've never had someone to love, you know? I don't want them to slip away like everyone else."

"Hey, not everyone has slipped away. You still have me and Hermione!"

Harry chuckled. "Thank you for listening. I know it's weird to talk about sappy stuff with me."

"Hey. If you can't talk to your friend about your soulmate, what good are they?"

-*-*-*-

Harry prepared for the next lesson, this week focusing on protego. The library was quite empty, only a few second years and one other fifth year.

That fifth year in question is a certain Y/N L/N. She was.... wow. She was one of the most beautiful people in her year. Her H/C hair was so lush and thick and shined in the sun. It shined almost as much as her eyes, which captivated whoever looked into them.

But it's not just her looks that captured the hearts of many, it was also her mind. Her brilliant mind. She could answer any question in the blink of an eye. She could pass any test with flying colors. But, she was creative and oh so kind. More kind than anybody Harry had ever met. Just being in her presence was enough to brighten anyone's day.

Certainly enough to lighten mine, thought Harry.

"Hello, Harry." Y/N said. She had moved to sit across from him.

"U-um. Hello, Y/N." Harry studdard.

"Did you need me? You were looking at me so I thought you might need help."

"Oh. Um-no. It's nothing. Don't worry."

"Well, alright. Just out of curiosity, what are you researching."

Harry looked down to his roll of parchment. "Protego. I'm going to teach it next class."

"That good. It's important to be able to protect yourself. Be sure to discuss protego maxima. It protects against even stronger spells. Seems quite important for an 'army'."

"Of course. Thank you for the recommendation"

Y/N leaned closer to Harry till her lips brushed against his ear. "I'm very excited about our next class." She pulled away, winked, and walked away.

Harry's heart couldn't stop beating. He was panting, yet felt like he couldn't breath. No. No. No. No. I have a soulmate. I can't fall in love with someone else, thought Harry.

-*-*-*-

Harry wondered aimlessly down the corridors under his invisibility cloak. The night was peaceful. Just him and his thoughts, no interruptions. Until he heard a choked sob. It sounded like it came from a first year. What did the toad do the poor first year.

He rounded the corner to see Y/N comforting a young Slytherin girl. "I know. I know, Amelia." The Slytherin was still sobbing hard as ever, no matter how much consolidation she recieved. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"No. Just be here. Just hug me." Said Amelia. Harry could see a tear trickle down Y/N's face.

"You want to see something cool?" Amelia nodded, though it seemed a bit reluctant. "I'm going to cast a spell. Are you ready?" Amelia nodded again, much more vigorously.

"Expecto Patronum."

And there it was.

That damn doe.

That damn doe that haunted him since the day he saw it.

That damn doe that made him rethink so many choices.

That goddamn doe... the love of his life.

He knew that he probably shouldn't do it. He knew that he could be caught if he were to. But, he couldn't help himself. He couldn't fucking help himself.

"Expecto Patronum." Harry whispered.

A stag erupted out of the top of the wand. It immediately ran towards the doe, almost as if he missed her. The stag pranced around both Y/N and doe before bowing down. Just like in the Room of Requirements.

"Can I touch it?" asked Amelia.

"I don't see why not."

She reached up to touch the deer. As soon as she did, Amelia started giggling. Y/N did as well. It felt like pure happiness.

They backed away, and the doe took their place. She bowed down as well. They raised their heads and look into each other's eyes. They kept eye contact as they stepped closer together. Until they came together.

Before long, the deers disappeared.

"I can go back, now." Said Amelia.

"Do you want me to bring you back?" Asked Y/N.

"No thank you." Amelia made her way down the hall. Y/N waited until she couldn't hear the patter of feet.

"Harry. I know you're there. Harry! Where are you?"

Harry took off his cloak before spewing out apologies, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or if I messed up. I couldn't help myself. I should have stopped myself. I knew this was - mmmph!" His rant was cut off by a pair of lips on his.

"Harry, there is nothing to apologize for!" Y/N giggled. Merlin, it sound like music. Harry couldn't help but laugh with her.

"So...."

"So...."

"You're my soulmate then, Y/N?"

"If you would like to call me that, I suppose."

"I would if that's alright with you." Harry places his face in the crook of her neck. Y/N could feel the shit-eating grin on his face. "Would you like to go to Hogsmead on Sunday?"

"Sounds lovely."

-*-*-*-

"James! Wake up!" Y/N tried waking up her son. "Come on. It's your first day of school."

"No. Bed."

"James, if you don't get up, I'm confiscating your broom." Said the boy's mother. It's safe to say that he got ready alarmingly quickly.

Lovely, thought Y/N. She walked downstairs to her two other children eating breakfast. "Good morning, Lily. Good morning, Arthur." She finished each greeting with a kiss on the forehead.

"Good morning, mum!" Said Lily. She was bouncing up and down with excitement, even if she wasn't going to Hogwarts just yet. Arthur stayed silent, however.

"Arthur? You okay? It's your first day at Hogwarts! You should be excited." Said his mother.

"I know. I'm just... nervous." He said, a frown made it's way onto his lips.

"Darling!" Y/N's husband clambered into the room and placed a quick peck to her cheek. He turned to face Arthur. "How are doing? Are you excited?"

"Yes." Arthur faked a smile for the sake of his father.

"Oh gosh! Look at the time! We have to get going or we'll be late!" Said Y/N as she frantically collected her family's belongings.

-*-*-*-

"Dad, what if I am put into Slytherin?" Asked Arthur, about to board the train.

"Arthur Remus Potter. Slytherin isn't a bad house. In fact, it is quite extraordinary. Your mother was almost put in Slytherin for how determined and cunning she was! It would be an honor to have you be in Slytherin. Just as much of an honor as if you would be in Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw. We will love you no matter what."

Arthur hugged his father so tightly as tears leaked from his eyes. "I-I don't w-want to l-leave you, Dad. I don't want to leave Mum, either. Or Lily."

Harry pulled back and wiped the tears from his eyes. "I know. But, before you know it, you'll be back home and you'll be sick of us all over again." Harry laughed. He had to laugh. If he didn't, he would cry too.

Satisfied with that response, Arthur left his father's embrace and walked over to his mother, who was watching the whole time.

"I love you so much. I love you to the moon and back." She said, giving one last hug to her children before they boarded the train. They grow up too fast.

"I'll write every day." Said Arthur, waving from his compartment on the train.

"Write us when you get settled in! And be sure to tell what house you are in!" Shouted Harry. The train started to ride away. Harry looked at his children then to his wife. He was and will be forever grateful for the woman standing beside him, who gave him a family, who gave him so much.

And to think it all happened because of a damn doe.

[sorryimanon]

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x fem!Reader, Izuku Midoriya x NB!Reader

Warnings: some angst, FLUFF, and our boys being the best boys.

In which they comfort you after a rough day or week

A/N: im sorry if Izukus section is shorter than Bakugou’s. trying to practice writing other characters. enjoy!

Saturday's are reserved strictly by the majority of the girls from class 1-A, leaving the guys to hibernate inside their dorms as they allow the commencement of girls night. You've never rain checked nor rejected the idea of spending  quality time with your friends, considering all the tribe's and trepidation's everyone has endured together during their time at the academy. It's nice to just strip away the stress and dip your toes in pure relaxation.

Unfortunately, you woke up with a bad case of cloudy thoughts. For the past week you've been carrying the weight of dread, causing your mood to drastically change throughout the day. You'd be having a civil conversation with someone one minute and then the next minute you're completely irritated by their presence. You've tried to balance it out and fix it overnight with the regimes you researched on the internet. A new sleeping schedule, healthier diet, yoga, and even went to the extreme of writing in a journal. It was all so cut throat and prestigious, nothing close to your liking. Katsuki made fun of you for it one day when he snuck into your room and read the many inscriptions in your journal entries.

"This stuff reminds of Deku. Always shoving his nose in that stupid notebook of his," he didn't care much to hear your refutes about Izuku. "Anyways, what's with all this depressing shit you are writing? You don't really feel this way do you?"

You didn't give him a definite answer that day. Only a curt "no" and he resumed rambling about his day like nothing happened, having you listening with his voice like white noise going in one ear and out the other.

And that's how it went on throughout the duration of the prior week before Saturday.

Inside the confinement of your dorm, you made the rational decision to sleep in instead of attending classes. The chilling thoughts kept you up all night, never once allowing sleep to take full throttle. You tossed and turned around on your bed, unable to shut off your brain. So when you woke up in the peak of late afternoon, you weren't surprised to see the unread messages on your phone. All of them were from your explosive boyfriend.

King Explosion🤍: Oi you running late? Mr.Sleepy head is taking roll call

King Explosion🤍: y/n where tf r u?

King Explosion🤍: fine don't answer me ig

King Explosion🤍: are you at least coming down for lunch? i made curry last night and imma make you finish it

King Explosion🤍: fking hurry before dunce face eats it

King Explosion🤍: nvm he ate it 😐

Katsuki never intended for the message to be funny. He's probably blowing actual steams of smoke through his nostrils and ears while chasing kamanari amongst the halls. The comical imagery made you laugh harder. At least he made you crack a smile. You haven't shown any emotions let alone a hint of enthusiasm for tonight.

Maybe it'd be best to sit this one out.

"Hey, we're missing a person! Where's my y/n?" Mina asked after scanning the group of girls huddled around on the carpeted floor.

Momo shifted uncomfortably on the cushioned pillow she stole from the couch. "Y/N said she wasn't feeling too well to join us for tonight. Something about food poisoning and throwing up every hour."

In unison all the girls gasped, along with a concerned 'ribbit' from Tsuyu.

"Well I hope she gets to feeling better. I wouldn't want her to endure such sickness for much longer," Tsuyu croaked out.

Everyone in the circle agreed and promised to pay a visit later in the night to check on you.

On the fourth floor, Katsuki stared blankly at his phone, hands shaking due to the repressed anger he's been holding. Each of the messages he sent previously were all left on read, including the one he sent an hour ago asking if he could have a cuddle session with you before girls night. Yes, even an ill tempered guy such as him enjoys sappy shit like cuddling. After pacing back and forth in his room for a solid 5 minutes, he was now dead set on confronting you in front of your friends.

Katsuki made a beeline for the elevator and aggressively pressed the 1st floor button repeatedly in hopes it'll make the process go quicker. He reached the commons area in precision time, overhearing the girls giggle after someone suggested playing truth or dare. He towered over Uraraka's figure, casting a demonic shadow version of himself in the circle. Hagakure shrieked and clung onto Jirou.

"Where's y/n you extras?" He demanded, voice deafening the brunette under him.

"She didn't come tonight. She's in her dorm room sick," Jirou explained to him as she tried pry the invisible girl off her arm.

"Like hell she's sick!" Katsuki spun around quickly and retreated back to the elevator, mumbling obscenities under his breath. "She's going to pay for being so careless and irresponsible."

The commons room fell silent once the explosive blonde disappeared behind the doors of the elevator, all eyes searching each other in complete shock. Uraraka was the first to speak out of the small group.

“Should we warn y/n that Bakugou is coming for her?”

Jirou averted her gaze to the direction bakugou left off from, a ghost of a smirk spreading on her face.

“Nah. Knowing y/n, she can handle the asshole on her own.”

King Explosion🤍: can i come over? i wanna cuddle, i miss u

The text message kept flashing behind your eyes every-time you closed them - a sad image of Katsuki waiting impatiently for you to reply back with a heart or one of those unusual memes he unapologetically adores. You knew he’d be furious, no doubt about it, but you rationalized your decision and concluded it would be best to avoid your boyfriend like the plague till this undesired feeling dissipates. Katsuki doesn’t do well with people being emotional, let alone handle his own emotions for god’s sake.

Your own thoughts were interrupted by someone raping the outside of your door. The continuous knocks made your head spin, a painful sting ghosting back and forth between your eyes. Remembering back to an hour ago, you messaged one of the girls that you weren’t going to make it to tonight’s session. Surely they respected your wishes and continued on with their hangout? But you forgot about the one person who’s persistent and stubborn like a cat.

“I know you’re in there y/n! You may have fooled your idiotic friends with a lie, but you keep on forgetting you’re terrible at lying!” Katsuki hollers against the wood of the door, not once being considerate of those living above her.

He’s right. You’re absolutely horrible at making up excuses for yourself. Dating someone as intuitive as him will be the death of you.

“If there’s something going can you at least let me in? You can’t ignore me forever y/n.”

Again, he’s right.

You slipped out from the comfort of your bed and padded towards the door, mentally preparing for the blonde to scold you once he enters your room. What you weren’t prepared for was the tears swelling up in the ducts of his vermillion eyes - his hands clenched tightly into fists as he looked down at you. Your breathing hitched when his arm outstretched to rest on the door frame to keep his trembling body steady.

“What the hell y/n? Why the fuck have you been ignoring me?! Did I do something wrong?!” He asked, not caring about his current appearance.

You grab ahold of his other arm and absentmindedly started rubbing it affectionately, trying to coax him into calming down. “Katsuki no! You didn’t do anything wrong! Why would you think that?”

“Because dumbass, you’ve been distant this past week,” he paused, choking on his words. “Are...are you breaking up with me?”

Your eyes shot up instantly at his horrifying assumption. “Katsuki, if I tell you the truth, will you promise not to make things worse for me?”

He tilted his head in confusion, but nodded once you led him into your messy bedroom. Once inside, your boyfriend plopped down on your bed, watching intently as you anxiously bit down on your nails - a nervous habit you picked up at the beginning of the school year.

“I’ve been feeling weird lately. Ever since the beginning of last week. I don’t know how to describe it but, my brain is constantly feeding into my already negative state. Telling me things I know aren’t true but I’ve convinced myself they are. Almost as if a grey cloud is hovering above me,” tears were already starting to pour down your cheeks. “I just...I just feel so miserable and lonely and useless and irritated and- I’m so sorry for ignoring you. You probably want nothing to do with me after this!”

You manage to turn away from the sight of the blonde during your speech, ashamed of pouring out your emotions onto a person who disregards other peoples emotions and constitutes them as a quote on quote “pussy”.

From behind, you can hear faint shuffling nearing your already shaken up figure. A pair of muscular arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a wall that could only be described as his own chiseled chest, doing the same as you did moments ago with his arm - lulling you to calm down a notch before he stared speaking.

“If you been feeling this way, why lie when I asked you a few days ago after reading your journal?”

“I know how you are, Katsuki. You get very uncomfortable when people talk about their feelings. So, why should I be any different?”

Your boyfriend suddenly maneuvers you around in the circle of his arms, shifting to where you’re now making direct eye contact with him. His gaze intense and unwavering.

“Because you’re my girlfriend? I don’t give a rats ass about any of these extras. When it comes to you, I’d make an exception for. I made that promise to myself when we first started seeing each other. So don’t think for a second that I’ll disregard your true feelings, dumbass.” He stepped a couple of inches backwards, ankles eventually hitting the bottom of your bed - making him fall and dragging you along with him. You landed on top of him, head still buried in the depths of his hard chest. The vibrations of his chuckle shook your whole body. Katsuki gently titled your head to be leveled with his, a red tint of blush painting his pallid cheeks.

“I’m being serious though. Don’t be afraid to come to me when things get tough, okay? I love you too much to see you like this.”

Next thing you knew your boyfriend stole your breath away by meshing his plump lips onto yours, hands snaking their way into your hair and carefully massaging it. By all means, you let him have his way with you by kissing the sadness away, tears puddling together cheek on cheek.

He let go eventually, pecking a quick chaste kiss on the side of your mouth before hauling you further into the bed. You settled on letting him spoon you, knowing how much he likes the feeling of your backside pressed against him, and the fruity aroma of your hair infiltrating his senses.

“I promise Katsuki,” you said after some time during the cuddle session.

He shifted in his spot, head placed firmly in the crook of your neck. “Promise what?”

“That I’ll come to you when these thoughts return again. I should trust you by now, and I need to not let these emotions ruin everything in my life. I love you that much.

Your confession swelled the very last evidence of Katsuki being a human being, his heart.

He smiled weakly to himself and nuzzled more into your shoulder, brushing his warm lips against the tender skin. “You better, dumbass.”

-

Today was just so exhausting, and the big fat 'D-‘ written in red ink on your final report was the icing on the cake. To make things even worse, Aizawa reminded the whole class before the exam that this was to determine wether or not if you'll be joining the training camp that'll commence the following winter break.

Hopefully this was one of your teacher's terrible deception tactics into making everyone do their absolute best, go plus ultra even. But to your dismay, he was indeed very serious of the matter this time.

It wasn't your fault, not entirely. You stayed up all night listening to another one of your boyfriends rambles, the conversation lasting till 2 am. Izuku grew worrisome and anxious ever since his encounter with a gruesome villain, thus resulting in him to pour his emotions out onto you. Poor baby kept mentioning the safety of All Might and you.

Solemnly, you left class and trailed back to your dorm room, wanting to ignore the jovial atmosphere inside the cramped room as everyone traded and talked about their scores.

Izuku noticed you leaving abruptly and got up from his desk to follow you behind, bidding a quick goodbye to his friends.

Your room was dark and dramatically colder than usual, a trickle of light threatening to pour in from the cascading sunset. You laid down on your stomach with one of your pillows propped on your head, in hopes to shield away anyone from seeing your ugly-crying face.

Too late because Izuku was already standing outside your dorm room, swaying back and forth on his feet while biting down harshly on his lip. He can hear your soft cries seeping through the door. He doesn't know why he's hesitating, he's your boyfriend after all.

Moments later you hear the acute sounds of someone knocking on your door, followed by the soft spoken voice of your green haired boyfriend.

"Baby? Can I come in? I-If that's okay with you I m-mean! It's alright if you need some space but you left class so early I figured something happened to you and I got really worried because you always wait for Iida and uraraka to walk us back to the dorms as a group and maybe it had something to do with what I was telling you last night-."

You crack the door just a smidge before fully opening it, revealing your bloodshot eyes and tear stained shirt to him. His breathing hitched once his eyes fixated on your disheveled state. 

"Can you comfort me? I need you right now Izuku," your voice cracked a little, throat still tight after the crying session.

His strong, lean arms wrapped around your body momentarily, encasing you into a bear hug. Hugs from Izuku were amazing, no exceptions. He placed a quick peck on the crown of your forehead.

"C'mon, let's get inside and snuggle. How does that sound?" he asked as he unwrapped himself and took your trembling hand, leading you back inside the dimly lit room.

Izuku laid you gently down on your side once reaching the bed, crawling alongside with you before  draping the covers over the both of you. His familiar hands snake around your waist and nudges you to roll over. You obliged and shifted your body to face his, sparkly green eyes staring straight at you.

"Tell me, what's wrong baby? Does it have to do with the recent exam?" his thumb started tracing delicate lines on your hips, your uniform long gone and now replaced with comfortable clothes instead.

"I failed Izuku...I did so terrible on the written exam. I kept falling in and out of sleep during the test that I didn't have time to finish the middle portion of it," you exhaled a shaky breath. "Who knows what'll happen on the practical. I'll probably fail that too...I'm such a failure compared to everyone."

Izuku grabbed the tender flesh of your cheeks and directed your vision to level with his. He looked angry and concerned.

"Don't say that y/n! You're not a failure! That exam doesn't determine wether or not if you're good enough to be a hero. I've seen you in action hun, and I know for a fact that you're possibly the most strongest person I've met in my lifetime! You're ambitious, smart, determined, and so freaking beautiful." He then kissed you tenderly on the lips, his eyes closing slightly due to the contact.

"So...freaking...beautiful." He whispers against your mouth.

His sentimental words were enough for you to push back the negativity and simply enjoy the intimate moment.

Izuku lifted his head away from your face to rest it against your temple. "You're going to do great things, okay? One failing grade isn't going to be the end of the world. Trust me sweetheart, I've had my fair share in failures during our time here in Yuuei. But look at me now, still standing."

You nuzzled more into his chest, tickling his chin with your hair. Faintly, you can hear the pitter patter of his heart beat bursting through his rib cage.

"Would you love me even if I was a horrendous looking-failure?" you were clearly teasing him, but sometimes Izuku became dense when it came to that.

"Y/n! W-Why would you ask that! Of course I would you dummy! I'd love you no matter what."

This time you return the favor and kiss him, knowing how to easily fluster him in seconds. He whimpers into your mouth at the sudden contact and cups your jawline affectionately.

The two of you stayed like that till the moon shone through the balcony curtains, illuminating your skin in a dusty glow.

Lips bruised and swollen red, you laid lifelessly in his arms, letting him wove his scarred fingers through your hair. Izuku would occasionally stop to peck your lips, then resumes his attention back to your hair.

"I'm sorry by the way. I shouldn't have kept you up last night before the exam. I'm such a horrible boyfriend..." he admitted suddenly.

"Yes. Yes you are."

He gasped and stopped his movements altogether, obviously taken aback by your blunt words.

You giggled and said, "Kidding. You're the best boyfriend. Apology accepted.”

After hearing that, Izuku shoved himself onto your chest and let out muffled cry. "D-Don't scare me like that. Almost made me have a heart a-attack!"

[binniesthighs]

can i request some cuddles with jeongin and maybe he's feeling a little insecure so reader is just taking care of him sorta? maybe include some kissing or a massage if you're comfy!!~

thank u for requesting this! 🥺I literally always need jeongin fluff to cleanse my soul LOL

don’t you worry about a thing | reader x jeongin |

Pairing: self insert, gender neutral reader x yang jeongin

Genre: ~fluffy fluff~

Tags: trainee!jeongin, college au, established realtionship, secret relationship, insecurity, mentions of food and dieting, cuddles, a lil kissing

Word count: 1.5k

You always hated the sound of your dorm’s doorbell buzzer. It was too shrill and startling, it made you jump every time that you heard it. It also kinda sounded like the dryer buzzer from the dorm’s laundry room. You had fallen asleep down there much too many times that the buzzers had become your wake-up alarm.

“Y/n? Are you there? Can I come up?” Jeongin’s voice hushed into the intercom.

You nearly threw your laptop off of your lap upon hearing is voice--you knew that you had to act fast.

“Yep, I’ll be right down, just wait a sec.” You croaked back to him. In the late hours of the night, sleep had started to take over your voice.

The sound of your footsteps bounced off the concrete walls of the stairwell to your dorm. Even though it was dreadfully cold, you didn’t bother taking a coat--the faster you could get to him the better. Him getting caught outside of the dorm would be much worse than you getting a little chilly.

He shook his knees a little where he waited for you with a long and thick black winter coat around his shoulders and a thick matching scarf covering him up to his nose. He also wore a facemask underneath and sunglasses, regardless that it was nighttime. You could barely see any of his skin, but his little blue beret was a key indicator to you that it was him. As soon as he saw you coming he did a couple little excited hops.

You swung the door open. “Get in get in, hurry.”

“Y/n--”

You could feel his little happy smile while he outstretched his arms. As badly as you wanted to wrap yourself all over him, the doors to the dorm were made of clear glass.

“--Not yet!” You scolded. “Once we get to my room.”

“But I missed you so much...” You could also feel his sad little pout.

“We’re not in the clear yet.”

This time you took him up the emergency stairwell, not the main one; there were almost never any people in the emergency one.

From behind you, his freezing hand grabbed at yours.

“Geez! Icecube much?” Your voice echoed around you both, and you squeezed his hand back.

“...sorry.” He rubbed his thumb against your hand.

Jeongin swayed back and forth as you unlocked your door quickly. The closer that you got to your dorm, the closer that you knew you were to tackling him as hard as you could.

The door clicked open, revealing your rather cluttered dorm, but Jeongin never really seemed to care. Back when you could to go over to his home, his room wasn’t much different. The door closed behind you two, and you breathed out a sigh in relief.

“I think that--”

Jeongin was the one to tackle you, throwing nearly his whole body weight on you to wrap you in the tightest hug that he could muster. The way that he wrapped himself almost made it a little hard for you to breathe.

“Oh-well hello to you too.” You gently rubbed at his back.

“I just missed you so so much.” His words came out soft and his voice appeared to crack a little.

“It’s only been a couple weeks...”

“But it felt so long.”

“You were busy I’m sure--”

He pulled away to start removing pieces of his disguise so you could see his face.

“I just wanna be close to you tonight, okay? For as long as I can?”

“Okay. Of course. I’d love to do that too.” You helped him shake off his coat.

He followed you to your little couch, barely big enough to fit more than two people. You plopped him right down, swaddling him in your biggest, fluffiest blanket till only his face was visible. You gave him a little peck on the forehead.

“There. Warming up?”

“Yes. Thank you. Are you coming?”

“I’m gonna make us some popcorn. You hungry?”

“They said that I should be dieting...I shouldn’t...”

“I’m going to make you some anyways.” You winked back at him.

Once you had finished, you settled yourself right next to him, draping the blanket over your shoulders as well, and adding one more to your laps. In seconds he pushed himself as close up to you as he could, nuzzling deep into your shoulder and wrapping his arms around you. He was normally a clingy person, but something about the way that he held onto you a bit weakly was different.

“Is everything okay?” You patted the top of his head carefully to soothe him. Among the black strands, little shiny hues of deep blue shone beside them. “Hey, I just noticed that your hair is kinda blue, did you dye it?”

“Yeah, we have an evaluation coming and my stylist was saying she wanted to try something new on me since we start filming for predebut stuff soon.”

“Predebut? Innie that’s amazing!”

“It is...but it’s all been really draining and...” He exhaled out a shaky sigh.

“Draining and...?”

“--Stressful. I just feel so stressed all the time. I get so worried that if I make one mistake at the evaluation then they’ll cut me from predebut promotions, that I won’t make it.”

“You’ve made it so far though! And you’ve always gotten positive feedback from them. As far as I know, they love you.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Yes. I do.”

“You’re just saying that.”

“Would I ever lie to you Innie?”

He huffed out, “I guess not...I just get so worried that I’m not good enough. All the other trainees are so talented, they can do anything that they want to and its so easy for them...with people like them, I just, fade away.”

“Hey! Don’t talk like that! Look at me.”

His weary and adorable brown eyes looked up at you, covered by a couple strands of his newly colored hair.

“You’re there for a reason. And you are talented. Just like the rest of them. I’ve heard you sing and I know how hard you work to do everything else. Even if I haven’t seen it, I know that you are doing so well, m’kay?”

“...okay.” He let up, and returned to nuzzling into you.

“You need to take care of yourself too. No matter what they tell you to do. That’s what’s most important.”

“Seeing you is like taking care of myself. I’m sorry that I haven’t been around much.”

“You don’t have to say sorry, I understand.” Under the blanket, you pulled him in closer and continued playing with his hair.

“--And they have us working out all the time too. I’ve never been so sore in my life.”

Jeongin ran his hand down your arm to hold your free hand and play with your fingers absentmindedly.

“Are you telling me that you’re bulking up? Ahhh well, that is a little exciting...” You grinned a little as he couldn’t see it.

“I’m in pain!!!”

“Ok, sorry, sorry,” You chuckled a bit. “Where does it hurt the most?”

“My back, and my shoulders. Sometimes my arms.”

“Here.”

You lightly pushed him off of you to reach around and thoughtfully massage the muscles in his lower back, pointing your fingers to give a little more pressure. You worked your way up, pressing down all the way to his shoulders where you rolled the tension away. All the while he let out little happy and relieved sighs.

“Thank you so much Y/n.” He let his body go a little limp as you kneaded into the knots in his neck.

After, you worked down his arms, switching between pressing hard and soft. You finished off in his hands after massaging his palms. By then he was nearly jelly.

He cried out a little fake sob. “That felt so nice, thank youuuu.”

“~You’re welcome.~” You sung back. “Wanna watch a movie or something?”

“Okay. But I might fall asleep. Sorry in advance.”

“If you’re tired and that’s what you need, I’m not gonna be mad.”

“But this is our only time together!”

“I said, I won’t be mad.”

“Okie.” He pulled the blanket back over the two of you, hesitating before he decided to get comfy again. “Y/n?”

“Mmhm?”

He blushed pink slightly, “Can I...?”

You rolled your eyes. Even after a year of dating he would still ask to kiss you. Still, you hoped that would never change.

“Yes.” You leaned in a little and closed your eyes.

Jeongin tenderly took both sides of your face in his hands to press his lips into yours. It was a bit of a tired kiss, but it wasn’t any less loving. Whenever he would kiss you, somehow he knew how to pour his whole heart into it, reminding you just how much he loved you. It hadn’t even been that long, but you had forgotten a little just how sweet it was feeling close to him like this. Maybe it was because you had lost yourself in it, but time seemed to fade away after long as the two of you took comfort in each other.

Once you broke, Jeongin tackled you once again--a startling contrast to how gentle he had been before.

“OoF!” You laughed into his shoulder.

“Y/n, I really don’t know what I would do without you.”

[kvgehiras]

can i request sleepover hcs with trickstar (separate)? i feel like they would be so much fun to be with... the new shuffle unit really woke up my inner trickstarP 🥺 (hope it's not too much to request all 😭)

HELLO !!! nd no it's ok !!!! it took me some time bcs i didnt . rlly know how to start out hokuto's part BUT IT'S DONE NOW !!!!!!! (also i hope u meant it in a setting where y/n nd the members r in a relationship (separately ofc) bcs that's how i wrote it so ye) hope yall like it ~

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

AKEHOSHI SUBARU

• he probably brought up the idea while u were accompanying him on a walk w daikichi

• u were talking abt how u brought these glow-in-the-dark stickers nd they remind u of him

• "it would b so nice if u could see it omg!!! but .... it's the best when u watch it right before u go to sleep.....nd ur probably busy :(("

• "????? LETS HAVE A SLEEPOVER THEN!!!!!!! W ALL THE SPARKLE SPARKLE STARS!!!! AAAAA IT WOULD LOOK SO PRETTY!!!!!!!!"

• nd ur just like :0 bcs u cant believe this dumbass . he has a live to perform in day after tomorrow but he's gonna have a sleepover........what

• "dw abt my live !!!!!!! ill tell hokke nd the others that i can't come today but i'll practice extra hard tomorrow !! they'll understand dw (*・∀-)☆"

• they didn't.....actually...but he cut the call on hokuto before they could get him to attend so uh-

• "anyways!!!!!!!! ^^^^^^"

• yall bring daikichi over too. it's not even a question daikichi is literally yalls child at this point but anyways

• he probably looks for board games for a good hour or two while u get some food for daikichi nd then get some food for subaru nd urself

• (he doesn't find it)

• u peek at the doorframe bcs for a while u keep feeling like someone has been watching u for a while now nd then boom . u see the other baby (read : subaru . main baby is daikichi, ofc!) pouting at u

• u laugh nd wipe ur hands on ur apron before ruffling his hair nd he goes

• "i can't find the board games :((((( y/n :(((((("

• surprise guessing game : whos the actual puppy? akehoshi subaru or his actual dog daikichi??????? it remains a mystery

• anyways u help him look for them nd after u hand him over the thing u get food for the both of u nd force him to eat atleast a bite bcs this bitch is too busy trying to win against u in snakes & ladders 😭😭😭

• "subaru.....pls....the food is getting cold....."

• "no i Know im gonna win!!! the sparkly stars r my good luck!!!! i know it!!!!!!"

• he.... doesn't win .....for the 5th time....

• so manz just gives up, noms all the sandwiches visible (aka his portion bcs u alrdy finished urs an hour ago JDJDKDN)

• nd then sleeps, still sulking

• yes it ends up in u guys cuddling under the glowy stars

• nd subaru thinks that mayb losing against u isn't that bad after all (´꒳`)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

HIDAKA HOKUTO

• unlike subaru, this was actually a planned one

• u both had homework to do, u especially had a test tomorrow nd subaru just ditched the rest of trickstar to go hang out w someone else instead of their practice so ┐(´∀｀)┌

• hokuto appears at ur doorstep around 6:30pm, as discussed earlier

• "right on time!!!!!! so true hokke (´∀`)ｂ"

• he chuckles a lil as he closes the door behind him nd takes off his shoes

• "(y/n) u keep sounding like that masked pervert whenever u say smthg like that pls"

• u laugh it off nd then get him to the living room, where u two get ur books out nd then start studying

• hokuto asks if uve studied any material before to which u quietly reply no nd hokuto just goes

• "oh, that's ok… i think it will be good practice for me too if i taught u all this, right? so let's start, hm?"

• HOKKEEEEEEE ๐·°(৹˃̵﹏˂̵৹)°·๐

• sasuga hokuto kyun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

• anyways !! u guys (finally) start studying now!

• except…..except ur alrdy falling asleep……

• hokuto doesn't even realise this till he looks over to his shoulder bcs wow it suddenly feels heavy! wonder why!

• nd then boom ur face is an inch away from his

• poor hokuto his face gets all red and his ears r burning nd when he realises that ur sleeping he just . freezes

• doesnt even move fucking muscle

• mentally too manz just checks out NDNDNDJDJKS

• BUT IN HIS DEFENCE WHEN HE CAME TO UR PLACE HE DIDNY EXPECT THIS!!!!!!! HE EXPECTED TO STUDY ND THEN GO HOME YK!!!!!!

• poor guy he can feel how hard his heart is beating nd hes praying that u dont hear it nd wake up

• thank goodness ur a heavy sleeper……..nothing, nd i mean not even if boulder is dropped on u, can wake u up

• sasuga…..y/n……?

• anyways !!!!!

• u wake up at like . 2 or 3 am nd u find hokuto just closing his eyes shut, cheeks still bright red nd. WHYS HE SO CLOSE-

• o u fell asleep on his shoulder lol-

• U FELL ASLEEP?????

• u jerk back up nd apologise a million times for falling asleep even tho hes so desperately trying to teach u nd hokuto just tries to hard to explain that it's ok !!!!!!! (bcs he actually kinda . liked it . aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAA)

• after much thought u guys just decided to go to sleep bcs ur too tired anyways so it's not like u would retain this info anyways

• nd it was a good decision bcs after waking up in the morning nd going thru his notes instead u actually aced the test !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so true y/n !!!!!!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

YUUKI MAKOTO

• this one….. it's like . neither planned or accidental?????

• it just happened????? yk?????

• he called u suddenly in the evening bcs he went to this new game shop that opened near his place right

• nd hes just like !!!!!!! y/n!!!!!!! uve got to check this game out !!!!!!

• nd so u go to his place to play the game nd u see that he just has everything prepared so u get the snacks that u got for both of u on a plate nd get some juice from his fridge nd start playing the game

• nd the game is rlly good !!!!!

• from the graphics to the boss music, makoto rlly knows ur taste

• (he blushes nd thanks u all flustered too hehe)

• nd after switching consoles nd playing the game for over 3 hrs, yes it's a pretty huge game, u finally reach the boss battle!!!!

• nd this . this scares u

• uve seen ppl on the net say that this battle will absolutely End u . periodt

• u never rlly understood why but holy shit u now do

• uve been trying to win against this bitch for AN HOUR at this point . why cant he just die

• poor makoto is just cheering u on in the bg bcs u refuse to let him help

• "y/n….(;´Д`)...... it's ok bb…...i'll finish this up for u…. it's like 4am we have class tomorrow- wait no it's actually today-"

• "makoto No u always help me in games let me finally win smthg for u !!!!!!"

• nd u point at his forehead nd poke it several times as u make ur point

• "ill win for u !!!!! ok!!!!! this stupid boss can never be as strong as my love for u !!!!!! (*｀へ´*) 彡3"

• nd hes just . looking at u all worried but he . he trusts u . so he lets u do it urself

• yes u lost even more times nd cried a lil out of frustration

• so at one point, instead of directly helping u, he just starts giving u directions nd at this point ur too tired nd exhausted to say anything so u just follow him

• (u also have ur head on his lap nd hes combing thru ur hair nd looking down at u like :') lmao what a lovebird)

• but when u actually beat the boss, finally, nd the screen says "win!" in huge yellow letters ur eyes go O.O

• nd u jump out of his lap, while he's still spaced out, combing ur hair nd hug him v tightly

• nd hes like ????? huh ???? wh wh wh ?????????

• nd u explain that u finally won nd u guys just rejoice lol

• then immediately fall asleep. both of u

• (u guys were late to school next day . sigh)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

ISARA MAO

• unlike the other three, this man was actually dragged to ur place

• why? u might ask

• WELL THIS DUMB RAT IS BURNT OUT !!!!!! HE DOES TOO MUCH WORK ND HE DOESNT REALISE IT !!!!!!!!!!

• so after u guys r done w school, nd when u check in w his fam too that hes gonna stay at ur place (nd also that he has almost no work today, ofc) u drag him to an arcade nd hes like ???

• "today is a rest day!!!!!! so no work at all!!!!!!"

• u said this while pouting a bit so mao mostly thought u were joking

• but even after going to the arcade, going to the shopping mall nd getting snacks, going to the fast food place u guys visit alot nd getting food from there, his brain doesnt catch on that ur indeed not joking

• until it's been 3 hours at ur place, ur having the dinner that u guys had bought from the fast food place while watching a random movie that was airing on some channel that his brain suddenly went

• 'i know they were saying that this is a rest day nd ur not allowed to work probably as a joke but bro…. i dont think it's a joke anymore'

• this is so sad f in the chat for mao lol

• but also he doesnt bring it up bcs ur forcing him to watch musicals w u (some of ur favs) nd he... actyally likes it?

• he hasn't felt so ….relaxed in a very long time now that he thinks abt it

• nd he has to thank u for it yk

• nd so after the musical marathon ends, as he thanks u, he kind of just goes on a rant yk

• abt how he's feeling

• he never expected for this to happen but u tell him it's ok yk

• nd while he shouldn't burden himself w so much work, ur always open to listen to his thoughts, opinions, random bs, anything !!!!!!

• for hours u guys just have a very deep talk abt how guys have been doing nd mao feels like hes so so glad that u did smthg like this for him

• yall also go to bed early bcs mao alrdy has a bad sleeping schedule (so let's not make it worse!!!!)

• nd in conclusion, it was a v good day! now yall do this whenever either of u r feeling down or get burnt out lol

[twiceinadream]

“Say you won’t let me go.”

Requested: Yup

Request: wishful thinking part 2??

a/u: I hope you guys like the story. This is the song that helped me get through my rough patch when I wrote the original, “Wishful thinking.” Thank you guys for all the support, I love you all! Please stay safe and wash your hands!

Part: 1.) “Wishful thinking.”

Background: This picks up right where, “Wishful thinking.” ended.

Category: Fluff and Angst

Word Count: 3.6k

You let out a breath as you sat back into your pillows, your phone thrown somewhere on your bed or on the floor, you honestly couldn’t find it in yourself to care. Your emotions were crashing into you like waves as you placed your head in your hands. You wanted to think, but your mind just seemed to be a blur of more emotions.

Somewhere between the tears and the empty feeling in your chest, you had fallen asleep. Your dreams that night were plagued with images of Jihyo. The once love of your life haunting your sleep, as you tossed and turned beneath your sheets.

When morning arrived you weren’t given the courtesy of peace or time to think on what had happened the night before as you jolted out of bed. A thunder of fists pounding on your door practically scared you awake, as you rushed out of your room and ran towards the door, using your hands to smooth down your hair before tugging the door open.

As soon as the barrier between you and the outside world swung open, you blinked as you took in the sight of the eight women standing before you, a solemn look on all their faces as they took in your appearance. Your eyes were bloodshot and puffy, your hair was still somewhat sticking up and you were wearing your day clothes from yesterday.

Nayeon closed her eyes as she let out a sigh, “Y/N, I...we’re really sorry. I swear we had no idea that Ji…” Nayeon cut herself off as she saw the way you flinched at the mere mention of your ex-girlfriend, “Sorry. I mean, we had no idea what she was doing to you. If we had known we would have told you sooner so you wouldn’t be...” You held your hands up to stop the eldest member as you gave them a tight smile.

“Thank you, really, but this isn’t your guy’s fault. You don’t need to be sorry for something you guys had nothing to do with. I appreciate the sentiment, but none of you have anything to apologize for.” They looked at you sadly as a similar thought seemed to cross all their minds.

‘Why did Jihyo ever give up someone like you?’

Jeongyeon gave you a small smile as she shouldered her way past Nayeon, “Well, even if you say we have nothing to be sorry about, we still wanted to give you a few things since we’re your friends Y/N. We all care about you and just wanted to make sure you were taking care of yourself.” The second eldest held up the bags in her hands, as the rest of the members followed suit with bags of their own, “So, may we come in?”

-

Your apartment erupted with laughter as Jeongyeon and Chaeyoung re-enacted a very over exaggerated story they were telling from their adventures during Twicelights. Using your furniture to jump from different spots around your living room, as Chaeyoung insisted that was how they stopped the robber from getting away and saving some lady’s purse.

You couldn’t help but laugh along with the members as they made you temporarily forget the true purpose of their visit. Your heart felt light as you clutched your stomach, leaning against Sana as you both laughed out loud. But, just as Jeong and Chae were getting to the climax of their story, Dahyun stood up to get their attention. “I’m sorry, I have to stop this now, but our schedules start soon and the vans are outside waiting for us.” The eldest maknae frowned at you slightly as the rest of her members began rising from their sitting positions, “I’m sorry we have to go, Y/N. We’ll be back tonight, we promise!”

You nod in understanding as a smile plays on your lips, “It's no problem, guys. Thank you for coming this morning and bringing all this,” you motion to your kitchen that is full of bags upon bags of food, “and just being here for me. It means a lot. Have fun today guys!” The members smile as you lead them to your front door, each of them giving you a hug as they leave. You smile as Chaeyoung tells you one last joke as she heads down the hallway, as you turn your head you are greeted with Sana staring back at you. A soft smile on her lips as she pulls you into a hug.

You felt as though your breath had been knocked out of you with the tightness of her grip, but you eventually eased into it as you hugged her back. It felt as though the world stopped as you two held each other, reluctantly pulling away when you heard the rest of Twice call for Sana. The Japanese girl smiled as she placed a kiss to your cheek, placing her palm where her lips were seconds ago, “Take care of yourself, Y/N-ah. And know we’ll always be here for you.” You nodded as you watched Sana walk down the hallway, waving as she got into the elevator.

You sighed as you replayed the moment Sana had kissed you, your hand went up to hold the spot where you could still feel Sana’s lingering kiss. A giddy smile taking over your features as you slumped into your couch, “Oh my god!”

However, your mood suddenly turned sour as you realized that you were starting to catch feelings for the Japanese girl. Sana! One of your ex’s members! You put your hands over your face as you let out a loud sigh, “Oh my god.”

-1 Week Later-

Sana smiled to herself as she left the company building. Finishing her schedules early as she decided it was a nice enough day for a walk then maybe go out for lunch afterwards. A skip in her step as she happened to notice the high rises around her, realizing she had wandered into your neighborhood. She reached for her phone to text you, only to find it completely dead. Sana frowned as she put her phone back into her purse. Shrugging as a smile graced her lips, making the quick walk to your building to see if you would be interested in having lunch with her.

The Japanese girl padded quietly through the hall of your floor, before reaching your door; knocking on the oak. There was a beat of silence, then nothing. Sana furrowed her eyebrows as she knocked again, a confused look on her face as she suddenly scrunched up her nose. ‘Am I smelling smoke?’ She sniffed the air again when she suddenly realized the smell was coming from inside your apartment.

Thinking on instinct alone, Sana quickly scrambled to grab the extra set of keys she carried in her purse; jiggling the key ring till she got the one for your apartment alone in her fingers. Making quick work of the lock as she burst through your front door, the smell of smoke quickening her steps towards your kitchen. However as she turned the corner into the little cooking area of your apartment the sight that greeted her was something she had not been anticipating.

She shook her head to get rid of all the other thoughts swirling in her mind as she ran towards your stove. Turning off the burner before grabbing the pot of smoldering papers and pictures as she threw it into the sink and turned on the water, putting out the flames. Scanning it’s contents briefly, as she made out written notes (that she could have only assumed belong to Jihyo) and singed pictures of you and your ex.

Sana bit her lip as your hiccupped sobs began to fill her ears, a deep pang of hurt filled her chest as she turned to face you, “Hey, hey. You’re okay, Y/N.”

Your tears clouded your vision but you could tell by the sound of the girl’s voice that it was, Sana. The Japanese girl held you close as you broke down in her arms, curling against her as you balled her shirt in your fists. Holding her closer to you as you sobbed into her, “Pl...please don’t let me go, Sana. Say you w..won’t let me...me go.”

You hiccuped as your words tumbled from your lips, you took in shuddering breaths as Sana cuddled you closer to her, she rubbed your back comfortingly, “Let it out Y/N. It’s okay, I‘m right here. I won’t let you go, I promise.” You nodded as you closed your eyes breathing in the Japanese girl’s perfume. Sana smiled softly as she placed a kiss to your forehead, an instinct she picked up from comforting her members, “It’s alright Y/N-ah. I’m right here, breathe.”

Sana held you close to her chest as she rocked you in her arms, sitting on your kitchen floor. After a half-hour your tears had finally ceased and you raised your head from the Japanese girl’s hold, smiling as you got up. Stretching out your hand to help her up, as you pulled her into a hug, “Thank you.” She smiled and nodded, casting a lingering glance at the pot in the sink. Watching you yawn as she grabbed your hand and pulled you towards your bedroom.

“You should get some sleep, Y/N-Chan. You’ve been through a lot today.” Sana said as she untucked your sheets, urging you under the covers.

You bit the bullet as you grabbed her wrist, stopping her from leaving, “Can you stay with me? Please?” A hopeful smile adorned your face as Sana agreed, unable to resist the puppy eyes you were giving her.

“Okay.” She slid into the bed next to you, and held you in her arms, kissing your head once again as Sana felt you relax in her arms, already asleep. “Rest well, Y/N. I won’t let you go.”

-6 Months Later-

You and Sana had been cuddling on the dorm room couch watching the latest episode of a drama, when the front door suddenly opened and you turned to lock eyes with your ex-girlfriend. It felt as though a million different emotions crossed your faces in the seconds it took your eyes to register you were staring back at each other. Until Jihyo’s eyes drifted to the girl you were holding.

Sana.

The leader suddenly felt as though her heart had been stabbed with a knife, as a deep throbbing pain seemed to fill her chest as she looked between you and Sana. Your hands still intertwined as you all stared back at one another, the bags in Jihyo’s hands felt heavier than she remembered as she felt herself begin to tremble. She made quick work of the things she was holding as she just simply threw them onto the counter, her breath hitching in her throat as you and Sana had turned back to the television. Ignoring her.

But, no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn’t escape the feeling of utter betrayal she felt. Sana had gone behind her back and was now dating you. You! Her ex!

Jihyo bit her lip as she made her way down the hall, not daring a second glance at the two of you on the couch. Tears threatened to spill out as she slammed the door to her shared room, whimpers bubbling from her lips as she dug the heels of her palms into her eyes to stop the tears from slipping out. Anger coursed through her body as the Korean girl did everything in her power to not march over to Sana’s bed and throw everything off of it. Her hands clenched into fists as she slammed them down onto the mattress of her bed, fighting off her urge to scream into the silence of the room.

As the sound of the door slamming echoed throughout the dorm, you and Sana looked at each other with worried expressions. “I should probably go check on her.” Your girlfriend said as she moved out of your arms to stand. But, before she could make it two steps away from the couch, you caught Sana’s wrist in your hand to grab her attention.

“I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean for her to see us. Whatever she says to you, just know it’s my fault and I’m sorry.” You frowned as Sana gave you a small smile, squeezing your hand in reassurance before leaning down to peck you on the cheek.

“Whatever happens we’re in this together. And...I love you Y/N.” The Japanese girl smiled weakly as she let the “L” word slip.

Your eyes widened in surprise at the word, before your features softened, “I...I love you too, Sana.” As the words were spoken you let go of Sana’s hand as she made the journey down the hall, taking in a deep breath before grasping the doorknob and pushed the door open. She was immediately greeted with the sight of a conflicted looking Jihyo, numerous emotions passing in her eyes as she looked at the older girl.

Tension filled the air as they stared at each other. Then the wall of silence was shattered as Jihyo finally spoke.

“How could you do this to me, Sana!? I trusted you, and you betrayed me!” Jihyo couldn’t hold back her flood of tears any longer as she pointed an accusing finger at the older girl, “How could you go sneaking around behind my back with Y/N! I trusted you, Sana!”

Sana looked at her leader in disbelief, for the first time not an ounce of respect was in her eyes for the younger girl, “Yeah, and Y/N trusted you!”

As Sana’s words left her mouth the room suddenly became silent, a deep pang of guilt echoed throughout Jihyo’s chest as the Japanese girl’s words sank in. “Get out.” The words were spoken barely above a whisper, but Sana had heard it clear as day.

The elder of the two now looked more serious as she eyed her leader, “What?”

“Get out!” Jihyo exploded at Sana as the Japanese girl quickly left the room, followed by the door being slammed behind her. Jihyo let out a shaky breath as she sank to her knees, a sob ripped out from her chest as she began to feel the most intense pang of guilt overwhelm her as she thought of you. How heartbroken she had left you. How lost and hurt you probably felt.

And it was all because of her.

Jihyo let out a long sigh as she sniffed back a few more tears before she got back to her feet. You deserve an explanation and an apology, she knew she at least owed you that much. She wiped her eyes one more time, not caring for how red or puffy they were as she let out a shaky breath. Mustering up her courage to open the door and finally face you. Her body worked faster than her mind as she opened up the door and made her way down the hallway, and stepped into the living room. Only to be met with nine pairs of eyes staring back at her.

The rest of the members crowded around you and Sana as they eyed their leader. “I have something to say.” Nayeon raised an eyebrow at the younger girl as she stepped closer to you.

“And what could you possibly say, to make any of this better? We heard what you said to Sana, so you better choose your next words very carefully.” The eldest crossed her arms as her gaze bore holes into Jihyo.

“I just want to say that, I’m really sorry Y/N. What I did was wrong and unforgivable. I can see that now.”

The atmosphere seemed to have grown cold as Jihyo finished her small apology to you. Her words mostly fell on deaf ears as you sighed, shaking your head. “What good does this do to me now Jihyo? And how is it that you suddenly have the gall to stand there and apologize to me now, when you couldn’t even work up the guts to just break up with me. Do you even have an idea of what you did to me? What, you, put me through? How many nights I had to cry myself to sleep because you weren’t there beside me. Do you know what it feels like to have the love of your life go and cheat on you?” You looked at her with fire in your eyes, venom dripping from every word that left your mouth as you threw your hands in the air. “Of course you don’t! Because I loved you! I actually cared about you!” You let out a sharp breath, shaking your head.

“Do you have any clue how much it hurts to find out you’re just someone’s afterthought; when all you tried to do was give that person the world. When you left me, I felt worthless. You made me feel like I wasn’t worthy of being loved, like you just stood there as you watched me try in vain to pick up the pieces of myself that you smashed to the ground. And you have the audacity to tell my girlfriend that she was the one who betrayed you!? Sana was the first person to ever take all my broken pieces and put me back together, no matter how many times she may have gotten cut, she never gave up on me. She showed me what true love really is. Sana makes me feel alive and like I’m worth something. She makes me happier than I ever was with you. And even if by some cruel twist of fate that we don’t work out, I’ll take this heartbreak over any second chance I could ever get from you.”

You clicked your tongue as you spared one last look at Jihyo, “But, still. Even with all the pain you put me through, I have to thank you. Because without you,” You gave Sana a small smile as you laced your fingers together, then turned towards your ex, “I wouldn’t have found the love of my life.”

You frowned as you could see your words sinking into your ex’s heart, watching an all too familiar hurt fill her eyes. The same hurt that filled you the night when your world came crashing down, and it honestly didn’t feel as good as you thought it would. But, nothing either of you could ever say would reverse what’s already been done. You let out a sigh as you spare her one last look, “You’ve said your piece and I’ve said mine. There’s nothing more we have left to say to each other, I just wish you the best of luck.”

And with that said, you turned towards the door; Sana’s hand in yours as the members part for the two of you. Leaving the dorm with a heavy heart you both walk in silence. You finally turn to stare into your girlfriend’s eyes, a small smile finally breaking onto your face.

“Let’s go home.” Sana returns your smile as she leans against your side, swaying the two of you as you walk.

“Then, home it shall be.”

-

Later that night, when everything in your apartment was silent, dirty dishes were left in the sink as moonlight spilled through your curtains. The blue glow outlining your sleeping figure in the darkness of your bedroom, as your even breathing sounded like a metronome to the girl beside you. Your face relaxed as all of the day's events seemed to have disappeared from your mind as you slept peacefully against the warmth of your girlfriend.

Sana couldn’t help the smile on her lips as she watched you sleep, her eyes traced your features as you let out a breath. The Japanese girl moved her hand up to cup your face, stroking your cheek with her thumb as she thought about what caused your bond to form, Sana sighed as the memories of your guy’s relationship ran through her mind, ‘Maybe Y/N really is my soulmate.’

Sana just shook her head a little at the thought as she placed a soft kiss to your forehead, smiling to herself as she cuddled up against you and closed her eyes as sleep began to take her. Your scent filling her senses as a fleeting thought left her mind, ‘That’s just wishful thinking.’

[prettyboy-parker]

favorite fics of 2020 (and a goodbye)

hi all!

first, i wanted to say this is inspired by one of my closest friends my bitch @honeybunstarker . thank u for that 

secondly, i wanted to say a final goodbye. i know that i nearly left a few months ago, but i was still on the fence about writing for marvel then. now, ive lost all interest. thank you all for fueling my love for writing, and making these past two (??? i actually don’t know) years full of excitement and encouragement! from the ups (the blocklist, secret santa) to the downs (my favorite blogs and friends deactivating without a word), ive had the greatest time in this fandom. 

in case you were worried, i am NOT deactivating. my fics will be available for you to read whenever you want.

but, i will not be writing for marvel anymore, nor will i be posting on this blog.

now that the sad part is done, i didn't want to leave you guys without anything to entertain yourselves with. so, here are my favorite fics, including some non-marvel, from this year! 

(all descriptions are from the work itself)

my top fic from this year, which is also one of my favorite fics of all time, is a dog named sunshine.

“Bucky Barnes has issues. Mental health issues, and a whole lot of them, to be precise. Bucky is fucked up, and he knows that. His apartment looks like a dumping ground on most days, he can’t sleep through the night, sometimes he doesn’t shower for six days and doesn’t leave the house except to see his therapist once a week. Mostly, Bucky has no idea how the whole “talking about your problems” thing is supposed to help him, but sometimes his therapist has some really great ideas. Like getting a dog. Which is how Bucky meets Steve. Steve has blond hair and shoulders as broad as Bucky’s future if he wouldn’t suffer from depression and multiple mental disorders, and a waist as small as Bucky’s self-esteem. Steve also has a yellowish dog with floppy ears called Sunshine. And sunshine makes its way into Bucky’s life with a bounce in its step.”

a modern stucky fic which portrays depression in the best way i have seen in a fic so far. unfortunately, it has been orphaned before being finished :(

starker:

hey baby, slip between my beta-pleats and get to know my alpha-helix? By @starkerforlife6969​ and @darker-soft-starker​

“Even though Tony can't tell the difference between Manolo Blahnik and Jimmy Choo, Peter really has no other choice.

His heat is around the corner, so even though he loathes the party-going, booze drinking, smug playboy know-it-all that is Tony Stark-

He'll just have to do.”

if you asked me what my favorite starker fic of all time is, i’d tell you it’s this one

raising hybrid puppies by jaypendragon

“A non-powered Tony/Peter coffee shop AU with billionaire Tony and working-class, teenage Peter. Also, Toomes has a bakery and somehow Last Week Tonight is a genuine plot point.”

underage, slowburn, happy ending 

even though it’s one of the most notorious fics for the ship, i never read it until the summer. 

waiting for marriage by tuesday 

“In which Tony gets married and kidnapped in that order.

—

Tony Stark went to Vegas to cause a scandal.”

just super fun!

push you out (pull you back in) by @lovelystarker​

“So basically, Peter's kind of fucked. And not in the way that he wants to be-preferably by his mother's hot new boyfriend who has beautiful brown eyes and a disposition that's more than put-together. It wouldn't be so hard to ignore the crush, really it wouldn't, but Mr. Stark has practically moved in, so Peter can't avoid him if he wants to, and unlike his mom's past boyfriends, this one actually likes to spend time with him. So yeah, Peter's kind of fucked.”

just,,, wow. important to note that it is unfinished.

stucky:

you go to my head by alby_mangroves and brideofquiet

“Why would you do that for a man you don’t know?” Bucky asks.

Steve raises one slow eyebrow at him, then the other, till his expression turns from skepticism to disbelief. His forefinger and thumb reach into his shirt’s front pocket and draw out a wrinkled dollar bill.

Steve looks him in the eye when he says, very patiently, “For money, Bucky.”

40′s stucky is my favorite stucky

that boy is a problem by 2best friends

“In which a twinky little goth punk named Bucky puts a leash around Steve's dick and he's really into it.

(The leash is a metaphor. For now.)”

just porn

all the angels and the saints by speranza 

“In which Steve Rogers loses God and finds God and loses God, and also: Bucky.”

if it makes you cry, it’s probably good!

sugar sweet by colorcoated 

“College Student Bucky finds himself immediately attracted to Steve. He knows that Steve's a bit older than him, and that Steve himself is put off by the age difference. . . But that doesn't stop Bucky from wanting to climb him like a tree.”

the only slowburn i have tolerated 

my bucky by cleo4u2 and xantissa 

“Bucky finds a feral Alpha in the woods. Rather, the Alpha finds him. Bucky is sure it’s the end of his life as an independant Omega. It turns out to be the beginning of the strangest romance Bucky’s ever known.”

stony:

(i want you to see) the darkest side of me by ann2who

“In Monte Carlo, Steve meets the wealthy widower Anthony Stark. It’s love at first sight—at least for Steve—and he can’t believe his luck when Tony asks him to live at Stark Mansion, his large estate in Malibu. Never in his life had Steve thought something like this was possible… never had he been this happy. However, soon Steve realizes that Tony is still deeply troubled by the death of his first wife and haunted by the many ghosts she left behind. The longer Steve lives in her shadow, the more he understands that… He can never be what Tony’s wife had once been for him. And Tony might never truly love him.”

total mindfuck.

ironstrange:

let it be by lucifersfavoritechild

“While dealing with his son's car accident and a rapidly-dissolving marriage, Tony is drawn to Peter's surgeon, Dr. Stephen Strange.”

where severus snape is hot, not a stalker, and somehow gets the girl by utopiste

“Or: Peter Parker is sick and wants to cut his Neuroscience class. Tony just wants to help (and maybe date his son's hot teacher). Stephen Strange just wants to give his lecture in peace.”

miscellaneous:

geraskier: who needs plans anyways by NTK

“All witchers are alphas or betas by nature, since no omega has ever survived the Trial of the Grasses. Gerald has never had any problems with satisfying his needs on the occasional rut, for the whores from Poviss to Nilfgard were eager to be of service to a sturdy hunk like him. On the other hand, a certain omega/ bard/ occasional witcher tagalong has always made certain to acquire enough suppressants from local healers before setting out on a new adventure. That is, until the travels with his favourite White Wolf led the unlike pair into uncharted territory for longer than expected… life ensues”

philtriss: bound by sapphiresmoke

“Leashing involves a pupil being bound to their master in body, mind, and magic,” Philippa explained, folding her hands on the desk in front of her. “It is not something to undertake lightly, but if you accept, I will be able to share my magic with you, and instruct you in ways that would be otherwise be impossible if I were to only rely on verbal communication. It is intimate, it is at times invasive, but if you consent to this, Triss, it will make you vastlymore powerful, and from the look in your eyes, that seems to be exactly what you are looking for.”

vandermatthews: one more night like this would put me six feet under by jukeboxgraduate

“To be alongside the same person week after week, to share honesty and trust with someone day after day, is a rare treasure in a life that hinges on dishonesty. Hosea holds it close to his heart.”

din/cobb: every wave is a tidal if you hang around by wolfhalls 

“Din comes to Mos Pelgo, and finds a lot more than he was looking for.”

and finally, rough day by @no-droids​, because we all need to be a little indulgent sometimes.

[sunarctus]

Thought I didn't see you lookin' Sergeant? 🤨😏

[8unnieswrld]

5 more minutes (Johnny Suh x Reader)

Word count: 1.8k

Requests: “Kiss me again” + “lol why u so short?”

Warnings: none shit is so cute

A/N: im literally so stupid i posted this but messed up in structure so i deleted it and took a week to redo it

You could feel a soft vibration coming from under your back as it shocks you from your sleep. The noise causes your heart to race as you roll over to reach for your phone. You couldn't even possibly begin to think who would be calling you, first thing in the morning. Nevertheless, silently cursing at them while thrashing your legs about angrily.

“Hello?” You grumble, head thumping as you roll over, placing your phone to your ear as you close your eyes once again.

“Y/N where are you? It's been 30 minutes and I-” You heard your boyfriend speak from the other side of the line, the background buzzing with chatter and laughter. Going silent you realise what Johnny was talking about.

You almost screamed at yourself when your eyes shot open, checking the time on your phone. You felt like you could just about kick yourself in the face right now as the large numbers stare you in the face.

11:30am

The ‘punch in the gut’ numbers haunt you as you roll out of bed running towards the bathroom, as best you could.

“Ha ha ha ha ha, the bus was late! Just uh- Let everyone eat first!” You laugh awkwardly. Tumbling into the bathroom, you flinch as the cold tiles touch your warm feet.

“You just woke up, didn't you?” Johnny sighs, chuckling a bit.

“I'm sorry! I set my alarm for 9:30 p.m. instead of a.m.! Tell the boys to start eating and i'll just order later!” You apologize while turning the faucet on the highest setting due to sheer panic, the abrupt action causing water to splash onto your phone, muffling Johnny’s laughter.

“It’s okay, I could have come and picked you up if you weren't so stubborn. I’ll come pick-” Johnny suggested before you cut him off, yelling.

“No! Babe, please eat first!”

You hear Johnny excuse himself from his bandmates at the table, explaining to them why he was leaving momentarily, causing them to all laugh and coo at you through the phone.

“I'll see you in a bit babe~” Johnny sings, before making kissy noises to the phone and hanging up.

Fuck.

You could not even believe the sheer idiocracy that you felt wrapping around your body as you stared into the mirror, a reflection haunting you.

“You’re so fucking stupid Y/N, you know?” You groan, smacking yourself on the head before violently turning on the faucet, yet again. Brushing your teeth and washing your face felt like a blip as you were running out of the bathroom, immediately towards your ‘I like to keep them in view because they’re pretty’ clothes rack to look for an outfit. Instinctively, you pause for a second to play music before picking your outfit. One that’s comfy enough to wear for a brunch but not too restraining on the stomach. As you were changing in your room you hear Johnny’s car pull up from outside, honking as if he wanted you to be dressed and ready to go when he arrived. You choose to ignore his signal, telling yourself that no one in their right mind could get ready that quickly. Pulling a dress over your head, you hear Johnny begin honking impatiently.

“Fucking hell.” You mumble, frustrated as you stomp towards the window, pulling it open to yell at him at the top of your lungs.

“I'M NOT READY!” You scream, poking your head out of the window slightly. Johnny laughs at this, amused as if you weren't almost an hour late to his best friend's insane engagement brunch. You reach behind your back, struggling to pull up the dress’ zipper. Fast paced footsteps carrying you to the mirror, rapidly spinning to see any potential issue. The sound of the front door closing causes you to flinch, even though you knew it was Johnny. You jiggle the zipper even faster trying to get it up before he walks in. You didn't even know why you wanted the dress up so quickly before he walked in, it's not like he had never seen you naked before, but right now you felt embarrassed and didn't even want to hear a word of it from Johnny. Frustrated, you scream in anger throwing yourself onto the floor in defeat while the non-compliant dress bundles at your feet. Johnny rushes towards your bedroom at the sound of the scream, quickly throwing the door open out of worry. The sight of you sitting in the middle of your room, pink silk dress bundled around you, hair messed up and half wet from washing your face, quickly dismisses his worried thoughts. Johnny could feel his heart soften, cherishing this simple moment in his mind as he smiles, walking over to you before placing you on your feet and zipping up the back of your dress.

Johnny’s hands felt cold on your warm flushed skin, hot from a mixture of anger, embarrassment and adrenaline. You look at him through the mirror, silently staring at him as he brushes your hair, not saying a single word. You had expected him to come in, laughing at you for setting your alarm wrong but I guess he could read your utter distress enough for him to stay silent, understanding. With one swift movement you turn around, hooking your arms around his torso, leaning into him with your face squished against his chest.

“Y/N it’s alright, no one is going to care.” Johnny comforted, stroking your head. You didn't reply, only getting up to walk towards your vanity which held all your makeup. Johnny opens your closet, grabbing a cardigan and an undershirt knowing how cruel the cold weather was to your health. He sits on the edge of your bed, close enough to feel heat radiate from you as he watches you apply makeup to your face. He decides to braid a strand of your hair to pass the time. One strand multiplied into two which then turned into 3. Johnny shuffles a bit, the fabric of his puffer jacket chafing together and creating sounds that faded into the music that continued to play. He pulls out his phone, sneakily taking a picture of you.

“Alright, I'm finished!” You announced, getting up from your seat to turn and look at your boyfriend. He smiles at you before handing you a black turtleneck to wear under your dress.

“You’ll get sick if you don't wear this.”

You roll your eyes, turning around as Johnny unzips your dress. Once you have shifted the straps of your dress off of your arms, Johnny places the turtleneck over your head, allowing you to pull it down and tuck it inside the dress before flattening out the layered material.

“Let's take a picture, we’re matching!” You laugh, finally paying attention to his outfit. Johnny was wearing a dusty pink button up shirt layered with a similar black turtleneck and a jacket. His outfit made you smile, realising that you had both unintentionally coordinated your outfits without communication. You stood in front of your wardrobe mirror, pulling out your phone as you pose awkwardly before Johnny stands next to you. His calming presence causes you to become more relaxed as you pose with him. You both took a couple photos, before you began to pose playfully with one another, completely unaware of the passing time. Johnny picks you up slightly which causes you to laugh as he takes more pictures. You cup his face in your hands as you giggle, staring at him full of love, quickly giving him an unexpected kiss. Johnny drops his phone, eyes wide as you smile, placing a kiss on his lips. He goes in for another before your eyes widen, seeing the time on the wall staring back at you like it had moments before on your phone.

“Johnny! Put me down we’re so late!” You squeal, kicking as you slide yourself off him, grabbing your belongings and his car keys. Johnny feels frustration build up in his chest as he whines playfully. He pulls you towards him once more as he huffs sitting down on your bed, kicking his feet like a child.

“Kiss me again Y/NNNNN~” Johnny whines, looking you in the eyes as he kicks his feet even more.

“Johnny we gotta go, we’re already so late.”

He pouts, eyebrows furrowing as he refuses to move, crossing his arms and puckering his lips. “Kisses. Now.” He demands, keeping up his childish demeanor.

You sigh, rubbing your temples as you move towards him, causing him to happily stand up and pucker his lips again, eyes closed and all.

A frown creeps onto your face. Who in the world would be unable to remember the difference in height between you two?

“Johnny... I literally cannot reach.” You announce, pushing his shoulders down as he laughs.

“Lol, why you so short?” He teases, causing you to hit his chest playfully to which he responded overdramatically by gripping his heart in “pain.” Apologizing, he bends down a bit till his face is just above eye level with you.

“Come on, I'm waiting~” He sings happily moving his body from side to side. You sigh, rolling your eyes playfully as you cup his face giving him repetitive pecks on the lips. He smiles into the kisses grabbing you by the waist as he pulls you both down, falling on the bed with a physical ‘oomf’. You laugh, but quickly turn to scold him for the sudden action.

“Johnny, we are literally so late! Jaehyun is going to be so upset!” You squeal, pushing his chest in an attempt to get up. Johnny barely moves, only nuzzling his head on top of yours. After repeatedly trying to escape and failing you sigh. Giving into his cuddling, you wrap your arms around his torso.

“Just 5 minutes Y/N. I barely see you.” He pleads, a more serious tone escaping his lips.

You bite your lip in guilt as you knew how far you and Johnny lived apart from one another, due to the fact you both attended different universities.

“Fine…” You mumble, placing a kiss onto his neck, the only place you could reach due to Johnny’s sheer strength and height. Laying in silence you could hear Johnny’s steadying heart beat rhythmically in your ear as you traced circles on his back. The silence was soon interrupted with Johnny’s phone ringing, sending waves of vibration over the entire bed. Johnny picks it up, placing it on his ear as he rolls over again to continue hugging you.

“Hyung! Where the fuck are you?” You could hear Mark question over the phone. Johnny and you both stay silent, looking at each other, desperately searching for a reply.

“Hello? Can you hear me?”

“Uh! Sorry Mark- Traffic’s real bad right now!” You panicked, getting up from the bed while silently motioning Johnny to do the same.

“Damn, the traffic’s that bad right now?” Mark laughs, causing you to facepalm in disbelief that he really believed the lie. “Alright...See you soon!” He greets before hanging up the phone.

“He is so stupid.”

[imonthinice]

are you taking requests? if so can you pls use the line "is there a problem here, gentlemen?" in a story?

BONUS STORY! 2ND UPLOAD OF THE DAY?? CRAZY. (if there is a second upload it’ll be at 6pm EST)

Author's Note: You fucking bet your bottom dollar that I'm going to do that.

Y/N - Your name

Batfam + batsis story. Y/N is the newest daughter of Bruce Wayne and is following in everyone’s footsteps as the youngest, in years of service, vigilante of the crew. They hold a gala with villains.

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: LMAo Angst whoops, no spoilers but injury and description of injury, Swearing, no beta bitch we die like Jason Todd amen

One-Shot. Not in the Criminal Psychology Majors Continuity.

Y/N packed up her knives into her thigh holsters, apparently, Bruce thought it was a good idea to hold a gala with the known villains of the world. And the kids had to handle it if it got out of hand, Why the fuck are we doing this, She thought, This is a stupid idea.

"Kids, I know you all think this is stupid-" Bruce tried to say before he was cut off.

"You could fucking say that again." Jason snapped at him.

"Kids, I know you all think this is stupid." Y/N mocked Bruce.

"Okay, okay, I get it. It’s a dumb idea.”

“Again, no fucking shit, Sherlock Holmes,” Tim said.

“You guys really don’t need to gang up on me like this,” Bruce tried to say.

“Gang up on you?! You’re the one all like ‘Hey kids! We’re going to do a gala with villains hehe! I hope u don’t mind xoxo.’ Shut the fuck up, Bruce,” Y/N snapped.

“Do you even want to go with that attitude?”

“No! I think that’s pretty fucking obvious!” she snapped again as she went to go grab one of her guns, but Bruce grabbed her arms.

“No. Guns,” he said, trying to be stern with her.

“No. Villains. In. The. House. Oh wait. You’re an idiot, I forgot, silly me,” she mocked before struggling out of his grasp and grabbed her guns and holstered them, one on each side, ambidextrous shooter because she had learned from Jason, quick with knifes and throwing them as well.

“Y/N, there’s no need to be so violent with me,” Bruce tried to say to get her to calm down.

“You just better hope none of those villains make a fucking move, Bruce.”

--------------------------------------

At the party, she wore combat boots and a cat suit under her dress, just so she could slip it off and go into action just as quickly. Her vigilante name was Syndicate, because when she named herself she thought she had the same values as Bruce and his kids. After time progressed, she realized that she was a lot more like Jason than she cared to admit.

They both carried guns into that party like no one was watching and telling them not to. They didn’t trust the villains in their house in any capacity, and that was obvious from both of their outbursts earlier in the day. They were the outliers in the batfam. The ones who did agree with some of what they were shown, but guns and death were necessary sometimes. She and Jason were the true Syndicate.

It was a masquerade ball, so everyone’s faces were hidden, but Jason had his white hair streak, so she knew where to go to talk about the gala and what they would do if the villains attacked the rest of them, and she did so.

Walking over to Jason, she could feel the eyes of many men around her, not everyone recognized her as the newest daughter of Bruce Wayne, so eyes were hungry and they wanted to dance the night away with the temptress. She thought that dating was idiotic, though. And especially if it was a villain trying to sweep her off of her feet.

“May I have this dance, milady?” Jason asked.

“Yes,” she said while accepting his outstretched hand and they went to twirl around the dance floor when she leaned into his ear, “I don’t trust these fucks, Jason,” she whispered.

“Who the fuck does trust it,” he whispered back.

“We need to be on our toes.”

“You’re already on your toes, dancing with me,” he joked.

“You’re the worst, Jason. I mean it.”

“When do you not. But I’m your favourite brother and you know it,” he said as he dipped her.

“While that may be true,” she stopped when she caught some of the people leaving to the backdoor, “We have an issue,” she whispered and pointed towards the people leaving.

“Son of a bitch.” 

And they were off as fast as they could without drawing suspicion.

----------------------------

“Is there a problem here, Gentlemen?” Jason asked when they met up with the people trying to snoop, they assumed.

“Yes, there is,” one of the mystery men said as he pulled a gun and pointed it at Jason, “And it’s you, son.”

“Cute! He even brought his little girlfriend with him!” one of the other men exclaimed as he snooped closer towards Y/N and pulled a gun on her too.

“Festive, truly, you three are,” she said, staring down the barrel of the gun.

“Shut it, girl,” the second man commanded.

“No thanks,” she said as she grabbed the barrel of the gun and struggled it out of her face, it misfired and hit a few different areas of the wall behind her, at the same time, Jason had managed to get the gun out of his attacker’s hands and was pointing it back at him.

She continued to one-hand hold the gun while she tried to find the handle of one of her knives. She managed to grab it and fling it into the shoulder of the third, not speaking, man’s shirt and pin him to the wall. The struggle for the gun was still on though, but she was able to get her other hand onto the gun when it fired off.

 Jason was busy attacking the other two men to notice that Y/N had been shot in the shoulder, and too busy to realize that the party had been evacuated and Bruce was up his ass in texts asking where he and Y/N were.

Y/N slumped to the ground, clutching her wound when the man turned his gun on Jason, she used her boots to her advantage and kicked the man to the floor as hard as she could. Jason ended up being able to tie the three men to each other within 10 minutes, while Y/N was bleeding out on the floor, he didn’t notice she was shot till she was clutching on for her life.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” he whispered as he tried to lug her off the ground and run to the front entrance, where he could hear the ambulances going off. When she whispered to him, “I’m...” she breathed, “Sorry...” she breathed again, “Jay,” she didn’t breathe again.

He sat there in shock,, clutching his dead sister’s body in his arms and making no noise when the paramedics rushed in and saw the damage. The called in for the coroner, and went to get Jason off of her.

---------------------------------

In the police station, they told Jason that they just needed him to explain his story, even though they had the footage. Bruce was pressing charges against the men, later to be Harvey Dent and two of his accomplices, for the death of his daughter.

Bruce had not seen his son since the incident, but things were moving quickly and he would get to see him again when the police finished their interviews. But Jason was struggling to get his words out, so they let Bruce go see his son and try to comfort him.

“Jay?” Bruce asked, trying to see if Jason would even look at him, he didn’t, so Bruce went and just hugged his son while he cried into his dad’s shoulder, “I know, son. You did your best.”

---------------------------------------

The funeral for Y/N involved a lot of crying from every batfam member. Even Damien, who struggled to show Y/N a lot of love, cried like no one was watching at his big sister’s grave. He actually laid beside her grave once she was buried for a while as everyone was telling stories about her. Dick found him and picked him up to take him inside. 

No one held resentment for Jason and him not noticing, they all saw the tapes, she didn’t make a damn noise until she was dying in his arms. Stubborn bitch, Jason had joked and everyone had laughed. They could at least remember Y/N for who she was before she died.

------------------------------

The trial was long and winded. Harvey, thank god, confessed in his interigation so he pled guilty to being an accessory to murder. However, both of his accomplices, even the man who shot her, pled not guilty to all charges. So the trial was hard.

Jason testified in court about how he thought she’d be okay, she could carry her own, but the gun shots were so loud and he very easily shot her. Then his lawyer started saying it was self defense.

The rest of the trial started to blur for all of them. But all of them were found guilty for the murder.

The victim’s statement to determined the death penalty was said by Bruce.

“Your Honor, these men took away my daughter. And I honestly don’t want them to get the death penalty. I want them to rot away in a prison. The poor girl was only 19, I want them to spend at least 20 years behind bars, sitting there, knowing they killed my baby girl,” he paused to wipe a tear, “I wish we weren’t here and she got to grow up and have kids. She’ll never know her nieces and nephews, the people her siblings marry, or even get married,” he paused again.

“I want my daughter back, but we’ll never get that. So, Your Honor, I ask for you to not give mercy for these men, Your Honor. Thank you.”

The men got life in prison without the possibility of parole.

----------------------------

Damien actually took his partner to meet his big sister first, before explaining the story to them. He still finds it hard to talk about how she died.

Tim goes to her grave a lot and tells her stories about his life and how he’s doing without her. He always leaves telling her that he loves her.

Barbara visits often as well. Just to talk to her. She says a lot about the missions they go on without her and how the team isn’t complete anymore, and how she worries Jason will never recover from this event.

Cassie doesn’t go often, the memories of Y/N are enough for her most of the time, but she goes every holiday and on Y/N’s birthday just to greet her and say that she loves her.

Steph seems to still have trouble accepting the fact that Y/N is gone. Maybe it's because they fought the night before and it would have been resolved so easily had she not died. It hurts everyone to see Steph talk about it.

Dick will sit at her grave for hours, he’s the one to clean her grave when it gets dirty. He doesn’t always talk to her, but when he does he asks her if she’s met his parents and if they’re proud of him. He’ll probably never know the answer to it, but he likes to think the wind that hits him after that is Y/N saying that she loves him and that his parents ar proud of him.

Jason doesn’t go to her grave on the day she died. He refuses to admit that she died in his arms, so he doesn’t go on the anniversary of her death. He bottles himself up in his room and cries. He has nightmares about her death.

Bruce wishes he could have done more, but when the trial ended he went to her grave and told her about it. He actually laid her to rest by his parents so that she could be near her grandparents. 

Alfred misses her but knows that he couldn’t have done anything, but he leaves nothing in front of the doors and windows so she can enter if ghosts are real.

[pink-peony-princess]

Deliverance| S.M Werewolf AU

Part One🐺

The woods had always been a place of comfort for me. A place to escape the madness of my life- of serenity. of course I'd heard the stories of vicious wolves who roamed the darkness waiting to prey on the innocent,but I always put it down to stories, gossip, folklore designed to stop kids from venturing too far. That was until the day I was taken.

A rogue pack had taken me as their personal toy, all the anger and frustration they felt was taken out on me. It was a good day if I got a bit of stale bread, and only one beating. On bad days there would be no food and constant, torturous abuse.

I had endured it for 13 year, my small body the reflection of years of malnutrition and hurt, but I'd finally escaped.

I had bid my time, waiting till they made an inevitable error, and it had finally happend. One of the younger wolves had forgotten to check the padlock when they'd had their fun with me and I'd seized the opportunity and run as fast as I could. but I wasn't fast enough. The alarm had been sounded and there were now several wolves hot on my heels and I could run no further I had to accept my fate. He was less than a metre away from me when our of nowhere another wolf - russet in colour intercepted him in mid air, knocking him over with the force of an elephant. I could hear the snarling and snapping of jaws as I finally collapsed and

surrendered, the last thing I remember was a tall young man walking towards me .

When I woke it was to a mass of activity.

I drifted in and out of sleep, hearing people talking.feeling hands on me, there was even something about the alpha wanting to see 'her', and a 'mate' and something else about ' killing the pack that did this'. What that meant I couldn't know in my delirium.

When I managed to finally open my eyes and get past the blindly bright light above me, I was met with the image of a man-pacing back land forth, muttering to himself. And the more immediate threat of someone fiddling with the sheet that lay over me.

Surely with a man this good looking, this close to me it had to be a dream, I tried to convince myself, but someone shattered the dream almost as soon as is materialised.

"Well hello sweetheart, I'm glad to see you're finally awake," the voice came from that of and older woman with long greying hair braided out of her face "My name's Judy, I'm your nurse," she smiled down at me. "Are you in any pain?" She asked.

I took a moment to take everything in, but I was still unable to make sense of it all.

"Where am I?" I asked, trying to sit up, but everything protested as soon as I moved, even muscles I didn't know I had.

"Just stay still for now dear, you don't want to hurt yourself further," the nurse-Judy spoke kindly, helping me to resettle myself.

Something, maybe me speaking seemed to wake the man from his trance like state and he turned to meet my confused gaze.

He was tall, he had to be at least 6 foot, with sliflghtly tanned skin, the most rich brown eyes I'd ever seen, and hair that was neatly cut, except for a few unruly curls at the front of his head which didn't want to co-operate with the hair gel he'd obviously used to style it.

"Oh,oh thank God." the man rushed over to the side of the bed stopping mere inches from my face.

I could feel my heart rate picking up as panic set in, not used to people (let alone males) being this close without hurting me.

I turned to Judy asking desperately with my eyes for help

She must have got the memo because she cleared her throat and spoke.

She seemed somewhat hesitant though "Alpha, I don't mean to overstep my boundaries, I know you must be worried sick as we all are, however would it not be prudent to give the girl some space?"

The man searched my face for a moment, before straightening and stepping backwards.

"I didn't mean to scare you," he muttered guiltily.

"You didn't," I lied before I could think about it.

"My name's Shawn what's yours?" he asked holding his hand out for me to take.

I kept my mouth shut, years of torture telling me to keep quiet. He dropped his extended up so it was back at his side.

"Alrighty then, when you're ready. I won't push you." He spoke, it seemed as though he was trying deliberately to keep his tone, soft, conversational and I appreciated it.

At that moment the doctor walked in. "It's good to see you awake Miss," he spoke echoing Judy's words.

"I'm sorry to say you're quite banged up." Shawn started pacing again at his words.

"

I would have sworn I heard a growl.

"Shawn you have to stay calm," Judy spoke, it sounded almost as if she was trying to comfort him, confusing me further.

Once the doctor left Shawn calmed down, having dragging a chair from outside my room to sit beside my bed.

"I heard something about killing another pack?" I asked weighing my words cafefully. "So are you all wolves too?"

"Yes, honey, but I promise you're safe here," he replied softly, looking over at me. I looked down again, not able to take the human interaction.

"Everytime I look at you, you look down. Why is that?"he asked, sounding sad.

" I didn't mean to upset you," I panicked.Starting to pick at the I.V in my arm, it was something I always did when I was nervous, picking things, my skin, nails whatever seemed to help.

"No, no, I didn't mean it like that, I'm not mad," he cut me off. "I just mean I've noticed it is all," he lay a hand carefully on my arm and surprisingly the contact helped.

"I don't know," I pondered, distracted by his touch. There was a weird, warm feeling flowing from the point of contact straight up to my chest, not dissimilar to when your hands or feet go numb and then start to respond again. It wasn't unpleasant, just strange. "I guess, I'm not used to positive human contact," I admitted, looking up to see him shaking his head.

"Are you the Alpha?" I asked suddenly. He looked at me, surprise washing over his face at the boldness of my question.

"Yes, I am," he spoke proudly. "Of the Shadowmoon Pack, greatest pack in all of Canada if you ask me," he smiled.

I liked the way he was so confident. It made me feel safe and secure. A few more hours past with us sitting in a comfortable silence, I couldn't help but feel safe around him, and as foreign as the feeling was, I also craved it.

"Are you ready to go home now Poppet?" Judy ssekd, making her way into my room again sometime later and starting to mess around with the I.V tubing.

I looked at her panicked.

"Home?" I squeeked. Surely they weren't really going to send me home. It wasn't a home where I'd come from it was a hell, my own personal hell and I'd be damned if I was going back.

Shawn seemed to noticed my emotions and stepped forward, slowly holding his arms out, and instead of backing away as I had done earlier,I surprised us both and stepped into his hold.

He was warm and comfortable, our bodies seemed to fit perfectly,denim of his jacket just scratchy enough and the now semi familiar tingling from our contact pleasant enough to ground me somewhat. I stayed like that for a minute or so before I became a little more aware of what I was doing. I was hugging a near stranger,worse he was a male, worse again Ii was actually lettung myself like it.

Sorry, I blushed, stepoing away quicky and looking down.

"You don't need to apologise," he smiled.

"What was the tingling I felt" I asked wanting to change the subject.

"That is what you get when two mates make contact" He smiled wider than I had ever seen a person smile, his fangs being exposed in the process.

I stood, silently, shocked.

"Are you okay" He asked moving to step towards me, I held a hand up and he halted midstride.

"I promise you. We'll take things slowly, right now I just want to get you home- to our home," he amended when he saw the look of panic in my face. "So you can rest."

I nodded. Still not entirely comfortable, but what other choice did I have? Go back to the pack that had tortured me all these years, or even end up homeless on the street? And from everything I'd seen Shawn seemed like a genuinely nice person, who everyone respected. Plus,if he was telling the truth, which from heat I could tell, he was, he was my mate and from all the stories I'd heard as a child, your mate was meant to be the one person in the world who would do anything for you, be anywhere for you. They would literally protect you with their lives.

"Shawn I don't have anything to wear," I whispered embarrassed again, looking down at the gown which barely covered anything as Judy finally finished what she was doing in the corner of he room having taken out my I.V. and left.

"I brought you some clothes, don't worry," he smiled.Pullnig out the most comfortable pale pink sweater I'd ever seen, he handed it to me and I was hit with his scent.

"This is yours?"

",Is that okay?" he worried. " I could go home and get something from one of the girls if you're uncomfortable," he offered.

I just smiled,letting out a little giggle at the extreme level of concern he was showing, which caused him to immediately relax l, shoulders dropping, a slight smile gracing his lips as he shook his head softly.

"Can you turn around please?" I requested. He did as asked giving the privacy I so desperately craved.

When I was finished he took my hand, holding his other under my elbow to support my weight.

He was so patient, never rushing me as he lead me through the hospital and out the doors into the world. I couldn't help but savour the fresh air,the cold winter air burning my lungs but in a good way.

"I bet it feels nice to be outside again,"

I nodded, "How did you find me" I asked, as we continued to walk. It was as if now that I was free my mind could finally ask questions and process all the stuff I had never done previously.

"That's a story for when you've had some more rest," he answered, coming to a stop in front of a Jeep, opening the door and lifting me in. The tingling was still a shock,l everytime he touched my skin.

"Feel free to sleep we've got a bit of a drive ahead of us" he smiled reassuringly, before turning the ignition,the car coming to life.

I woke to someone shaking me,it was dark now and I immediately jumped back in my seat, unsure, before my groggy eyes made contact with Shawn's and I realised where I was and relaxed.

"I won't hurt you, you're safe now Pup," he murmured, moving to brush some hair out of my face with a feather-light touch. I blushed at the nickname."I was just waking you because we're here, this is home" I took in the house illuminated by lights in complete awe.

"So you're an Alpha and you don't hurt humans?" I asked as he helped me cafefully from he car.

"You're not human, you're an omega, but no I have nothing against humans," he added, holding me steady as I swayed on my feet slightly, not used to standing anymore.

I stood stunned again," I know it's a lot to take in, but we'll get to all of that, for now though, you need rest.

We made our way through the house in silence, I could hear other voices, yet we never came across anyone.

"This is my room," he spoke, shifting his grip on me slightly to open the door.

The room was large with huge french doors leading out to a balcony overlooking a big yard and a lake, soft- what looked like silk curtains framing the windows, a guitar sat in one corner a futon in the other. There was a record player in the corner, playing a soft melody which filled the space, creating a warm inviting feeling. In the centre of the room was the biggest bed I had ever seen.

It had several large cushions on it and a duvet cover that looked like it would feel like laying on clouds. Just this bed was bigger than he cell I'd been forced to spend so many years in,I thought with a shudder.

"This is your room?I stumbled over my words.

"Well I'm hoping it will be our room actually." Shawn spoke, scratching at his neck.

I turned panicked. "But only when you're comfortable I'm not about to force you into anything I promise."

He held his pinkie finger out, and I just looked at it unsure of what he wanted.

"Here," he smiled, taking my hand and locking my own little finger with his. "This is called a pinkie promise. It's like a pact that you don't break," he explained with a smile.

"Oh,I guess, I must have forgotten." I felt extremely stupid and shit up quickly, the only sound that of the record player still in the corner. I found it so comforting, my own father had had one when I was little and I could remember watching the record and needle spin for hours.

"There's a room adjacent to mine which I've had the maids freshen up, there's a comfortable bed and an ensuite with fresh towels and a toothbrush." he continued as if there wasn't just a massive awkward silence emitting solely from my lack of understanding.

He turned leading me back out and across the hallway to another door. When he opened it, I saw a room, smaller than his, but still warm and cosy, with a big bed, a window, lots of pretty lights and yet more records, this time hung in the wall.

"You didn't need to do this for me," I told him, as I took it all in.

"I wanted you to be comfortable," he shrugged.

He lead me back to his room where he sat down on the bed, kicking his shoes off and patting the spot next to him.

"How long was I out" I asked after a minute. He got what I meant immediately.

"Three days," he answered somberly.

"How are you feeling? he asked.

"Still very sore," I admitted.

"Here let me see your injuries." he reached over picking up a box of what I soon realised was full of first aid stuff.

He was extremely gentle as he tended to he cuts and scrapes that covered my shoulders, arms,and legs. He even managed to convince me to let him check my ribs. This I found uncomfortsbly and awkward once again, but he was careful not to make it any worse than it had to be and he had rewrapped them quicky and easily.

"How do you know how to do all this?" I asked quietly as he gently dabbed at a cut on my hand. "We'll I'm actually a trained doctor. When I'm not working as the Alpha, I work at the pack hospital. There all done," he announced,packing up the box and disposing of he rubbish in a small medical waste tin.

Half an hour later and I'd gotten changed, again into one of Shawn's oversized hoodies and made myself comfortable in his bed after he insisted I stay in his room incase I needed him.

"Sleep well, Pup, I'll be here if you need me."

He went to lounge on the futon, and I was left to drift to sleep, exhausted by the day's events. My sleep was fitful to satly the least, dreams bad nightmares melding to form weird and wonderful scenarios which would never make sense.

When I woke, it was to a soft knock on the door. Opening my eyes, I could see that it was still slightly light out, though dinner than it had been, probably somewhere around dusk. A girl with dark hair, dark eyes and a kind smile stepped tenntively into the room.

"My name's Karla. Im in the pack. It's nice to meet you," she added warmly. "Shawn's had to go deal with some pack matters so he asked me to come keep you company. I brought you some food. He said you might be hungry." She held out what looked like a croisant, the smell of butter instantly filling the room."I also brought a hair brush," she added. "I thought you might like to brush your hair, I know that always makes me feel better. Or I could do it?" she added again, shyly.

"Thank you."I whispered, my voice still hoarse.

The girl, Karla, came to sit on the bed. She had to be the same age as me. Maybe a year or two older.

"I hope the pack meeting doesn't go too long," she said as I started picking at my croisant. "Shawn won't want to be away from you, it's hard to be away from our mates." She looked dreamy as she spoke, leaving no question that she too had a mate.

"I'm nervous to meet everyone," I admitted with a frown, suddenly not hungry anymore.

"Aww, don't worry everyone will love you," she smiled. "We've all been waiting for ages for him to meet his mate and you're finally here." she clapped in excitement, breaking E and forcing me to smile just as Shawn came through the door with another soft knock.

"Ahhh, I see you've meet Karla," he smiled, raising his eyebrow a little bit. " I hope she's been telling you good things."

"Yep, what were you doing" I asked watching as he took his deniem jacket off- the same one from earlier and chucked it onto the futon, coming to sit next to me on the bed, careful not to invade my personal space.

"Are you comfortable?" he asked watching as I pulled the crosiant to pieces no longer interested by the food, now that I had him here.

"I'm alright," I shrugged.

He nodded, and we lapsed into yet another comfortable quiet.

It was only then that I realised Karla had left the room, she must have excused herself, seeing that she was no longer needed and didn't feel the need to encroach.The hairbrush however was still laying on the bed.

"I just want you to know," he spoke, breaking the silence after a while, "that no matter what happeneds you'll be safe here. I'll protect you with my life, it's my job both as your Alpha and as your mate," he spoke earnestly.

He was looking at me with such an intensity as he spoke that something broke inside of me, and I cracked. "Lucy," I whispered looking down and away from his gaze.

"What?" I could here the confusion in his voice.

"Lucy, my name, my name is Lucy." I spoke more clearly this time, though I still couldn't bring myself to look at him.

"Lucy, that's a pretty name," he murmured. I could see from the corner of my eye that he was reaching for me, and as much as I wanted to move, my body was frozen whether in fear or anticipation I couldn't know, but the next thing I knew both his hands were cupping my face. He was so gentle, almost as if he thought I would break. I looked up at him, once again taken aback by the intensity of his stare.

I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks.

"You're so pretty when you blush," he smiled, caressing my cheek.

"Please don't compliment me, I don't deserve it, I'm ugly," I repeated the words my captors had drilled into me for so many years.

"You, Lucy," he put emphasis on my name. "are anything but ugly. You are the most beautiful person I have ever known, inside and out."

"How can you say that?" I replied.

"Because, I can feel it Lucy, right here," he took my hand in his and placed it over his chest where I could feel his heart beat strong and sure. "I've been waiting for you my entire life. And now that I have you, it's my job, my honour to protect you with my life," he explained fiercly.

"Thank you," I chocked out, tears welling in my eyes.Leaning into his frame just slightly despite myself and my fears.

"No pup, thank you."

[burgerkang000]

Email for better love lives

I HAVE A NAME FOR THIS ONE YAAAAAY

im doing the read more thing, cuz u know scrolling ugh

@beyoncesdragon @aixy-hpsa (if anyone else wanna be tagged, let me know!!!)

This is a Yunho fic!

enjoy?

You met San at a compulsory public speaking class, where only you both had to attend for grades; it was filled with nerds who came voluntarily. And your bond begin with bored out glances at each other and loud sighs exchanged. And after that you guys hung out a lot, went to get coffee while doing homework, caught rides with each other, and waved whenever your paths crossed.

You met Yunho when San wanted you to meet his friends that he wouldn’t stop talking about, which made you slightly jealous; you yearned for a bond like that. You pushed that thought away, nothing good comes with jealousy. And while San and his friends would go about their own business, you would stick to the side-lines, not knowing what to say or do, even though they try their best to include you.

Yunho would be the one to keep you company, actively telling you about his day and attentively listen when you were asked about yours. He would also help you study and take you out to grab coffee when San would be too busy.

Anyone would be a fool to not fall for Yunho, with his smile that make his eyes crinkle at the corners, teeth on display, fluffy hair. Who wouldn’t fall for him, at least you could keep it inside, and no one had to know.

“Look at Yunho in this picture, he looks so handsome” San shows you the pictures from your quick break before the exams to the arcade. You take a glance, damn. You know that the moment you open your mouth, you’re screwed.

“Hmm”

“I don’t like it when you’re vague” 

“Yes Yunho is cute” That’s all you plan on saying anyways, but you had to panic, because what if San thinks you’re not commenting on it too much and picks up that you’re crushing on Yunho? Ok, so you were overthinking.

“Too cute that it’s impossible he exists, I mean I see him every day but it’s not like I believe he’s real, there is a limit to being cute and all. I mean a recreation of a Greek god- I mean he should be a Greek God himself-”

You were cut short by San’s exploding laughter and as you voice your confusion to him, he still laughs until you violently shake him-

“Yah! Why are you laughing?”

He finally calms down enough to tell you-

“Just say you have a crush on him”

You open your mouth to deny-

“Admit it~” He says scrolling through his phone again.

You huff out, San was your best (read: only) friend, it wouldn’t hurt to tell him, so you nod the tiniest bit, and San grins from ear to ear.

“I mean, I didn’t see it coming, but when you started rambling off like that, it was obvious.”

You sigh.

“You tell this to anyone, I will personally murder you”

“Sure sure”

And after that, he thankfully let you change the topic.

 .

.

.

Ever since then, whenever you’d meet Yunho, right after that, you’d whip out your phone to text San; something vague like-

“He’s wearing a red sweater”

“He dyed his hair blue!”

“Kill me”

And then you’d go home and text San about how a person; a human, cannot simply be so beautiful, and ramble off about him.

 .

.

 .

“But sir, I don’t have an email” You tell the professor, who has just asked to submit your assignment by mail.

“Don’t whine to me, and make one, is there a student your age without email? How do you have social media accounts?”

“I don’t have them” you reply

“Just make one, it’s extremely useful, and won’t take much of your time” He said, in a brushing off manner, guess he doesn’t believe you.

You nod and sigh as you leave to the next class. If you can’t whine to your professor, you can whine to Yunho. Who listens to the whole thing like the god damn angel he is, and as you open your phone to create one, he gently coaxes it out of your hand, asks you if it’s okay if he creates one for you instead and when you nod he turns his attention to the phone, while you’re just dumbly staring at your hand, where Yunho’s hand made contact with yours.

“Look, I sent my self a mail using yours, lets chat on mail for a while, you can get used to it” He says, you nod, and talk for a while, and then Yunho had to go. You wave at him while he leaves and you text San.

“What’s your mail?”

And when you finally get it, you send him a mail.

URGENT: JEONG YUNHO TOUCHED MY HAND, I REPEAT JEONG YUNHO TOUCHED MY HAND, MOM COME PICK ME UP PLEASE.

I MEAN HE WAS FABULOUS TODAY TO, IF IT WASN’T OBVIOUS; HIS HAIR WAS SO SOFT I CLIKED A PIC, LOOK:

[Image attached]

DO ME A FAVOUR, WHEN I DIE, SIT ON THE VERY SAME CHAIR HE’S SITTING ON, LOOK AT THE SAME DEIRECTION HE’S LOOKING AT AND BURY ME THERE, WHILE YOUR AT IT PRINT THIS ON MY GRAVESTONE.

WHEN I DIE PLEASE TELL HIM I LOVE HIM IN THE OTHER WAY.

BYEBYE

Later that day you get a reply from San saying that you’re too dramatic and an email from Yunho, which you didn’t think much about the time. He was the one who wanted to talk in mail, so you open it and-

And you realise you accidently send it to him too.

*cue freak out*

“So I must have send it to him too-” San blinks at you for a while and then-

Laughs at your face saying random things like

“This is gold”

“Nonononono”

“Never in my life- never”

At this point, you think he’s just spewing English vines that he’s been watching a bit too much to be considered healthy. And now you’re overcome with sadness, and as soon as he notices, he starts apologising and you bow you head, you think you look like a rag doll, and then cry. And san runs circles on you back, occasionally tucking strands of hair behind you ear and wait till you finish.

After a good while of snot- running type of crying, puffy eyes and ringing ears, you start to ramble, a habit that got you here in the first place.

“I don’t think I’m ready for rejection, I mean I was perfectly fine watching him from the side-lines. Heck I would watch him get married and I’d probably say nothing, like I’m not dying inside, proceed to get married, I’m crying tears of happiness-”

“What makes you so sure that he’s going to reject you?”

“I don’t know ok? But this isn’t a movie, he sees me as a friend and I had to go and catch feelings for him.”

San sighs.

“So, what’re you going to do now?”

 .

.

.

It was hard, but you finally managed to blackmail San to help you avoid Yunho situations.

“And how long do you plan to do this?”

“Until my plane ticket and Visa to Alaska are approved and I change my name to Veronica Fall”

He looks at you, and the look speaks for itself, you’re being dramatic. You raise your arms in mock surrender and flop on top of the bed.

“Tomorrow everyone is hanging out, Yunho will be there, you coming?”

You pointedly grin at his cheeky expression, and he mimics the way you had surrendered just a few moments ago.

 .

.

.

You stare at the response you had given to all the missed calls from Yunho.

I’m busy

Sorry, I was showering

I’m going to be busy for a while.

And you watch as the three dots move, and then stop and then move again, you feel as if your heartbeat moves along with those dots, stopping when it disappears, and then finally a response.

We need to talk, I gave you your time, and it’s not fair.

You feel like this is a new side of Yunho you haven’t seen, an assertive one. And you realise, just because you’re a coward, doesn’t mean that you can leave Yunho in the dark, even though you have fears of Yunho leaving you, getting awkward; deep down, you know, that Yunho, he’d never treat your feelings as something useless. And that makes you feel more in love.

And who knows unrequited love may not be so bad, maybe, just maybe; for Yunho it might not be so bad.

Fine

After sending the last text, you get up to clean the place, take out boxes littered about, and books and papers all lying about that you haven’t cared to put away. You do the dishes, and tie your hair into a pony, you’re distracting yourself from the real problem of facing him, for now you let yourself do it; later, you can scream at yourself.

And a right when you reach for the broomstick that you had tucked in deep behind the storage room; you hear a knock at your door.

You don’t think much about it, until you open the door. Low and behold; Yunho was standing at the doorway, a determined look on his face and he walks past you into the house.

You can’t help but think; geez, come on in. But you’re just salty.

And he opens his phone and shows it at your face, too close to read, practically in between your eyes, its touching your nose too. And you’re the dramatic one.

“Explain; explain this email, that was, I figure, supposed to be sent to San, explain why you’ve been avoiding me and my calls, and wherever I go right after I replied to this, I’m not going or letting you go until you do.”

And his voice cracks at the end bit, but you don’t notice, you’re in a bubble of thinking; thinking how to phrase this, just overthinking; maybe.

And moments which feel like hours pass, and you decide to do this the ripping off the band aid way. But it turned out more like the ramble it off way

“I like you? No, no that came out wrong… I love you? Yes, I’m pretty sure I love you, and don’t worry I know you’re not into me that way-”

And you don’t know what really happened; there was a hand on your face, right under your nose, and he was right in front of you.

“Sometimes, everything you say is nonsense.” He breathes, you open your mouth to respond, and he applies more pressure with his palm, to keep you quiet. You can’t help but think of the way your lips mouthed at his palm, not the time; not the time at all.

And then he continues.

“You don’t know how relieved I am to hear that, the moment I got that email, it took me a few minutes to understand, but when I did, I already pictured our five adopted cats, not gonna lie”

Your eyes widen in shock, did he just indirectly say he like you back, in the form of cats? This is why you fell for him in the first place.

“Did I creep you out? I must have creeped you out, forget I said that.”

And you laugh behind his palm, and he slowly removes it, moves it to your shoulder, drags it down the length of your arm, and interlocks it with your hand, a sweet smile on his face, the contagious one, so it’s only law that you smile back, teeth and all, since you can’t hold it back.

“We should go on a date.”

“That; we must.”

.

.

.

You were on one of your many dates, too wind up in each other to not notice the others who also wanted to hang out with you, you totally kept the news from San; you and Yunho are in this together, so he needs to also be comfortable with telling San, after a lot of thinking, you both settle on letting them find out, which may take years to get in their daft heads, but for now, you both have put fate in them.

 .

.

.

San caught on way too quickly, the moment you enter the café and sit down, he says-

“So you’re not moving to Alaska? Or is your husband; Yunho moving with you?”

You blush and look down-

“Look, I can explain-”

And he breaks into a wide grin,

“I’m happy for ya”

.

.

.

You and Yunho were scrolling through many of the messages you have send to San; the ones fawning over Yunho, as much as he likes to get you flustered, he himself also gets flustered, so it’s a win-win situation.

“They haven’t caught on yet” you suddenly say.

It’s true, other than San none of them have caught on yet that you both have been dating, and that’s kind of weird, since it’s been almost a whole year.

But it’s not like you’re gonna sit them down and tell them. You and Yunho have a better plan.

Well you have a better plan.

“-and they walk in on us!”

“…..”

“Or not?”

“No”

You end up inviting them over for dinner, and as they take their first bites, you happily chirp in that you’re dating and Yunho adds that you’re moving in with, leaving everyone to choke on their food, except San, who had a cocky expression, which soon turned into a choking fit, who’s cocky now?

And Wooyoung looks up, and goes “Wait, you’re serious” and continues choking, this time on nothing.

 .

.

.