#which makes Fresh so hecking TALL

[lil-inky]

Redraws from Underverse 0.7 (part 1 / ?)

For a second I forgor how tall Fresh’s canon height rlly be skskskks

[redwinterroses]

There’s a cherry tree in the middle of the redwood forest.

False isn’t sure what to make of that. She shifts her grip on the staff in her hand, its pale glow reflecting faintly off the fresh snow. She’s come out here for resources—the vault altar is demanding logs, and these giant trees are an easy source—but the incongruous sight of an enormous, blossoming cherry tree sending pink petals wafting on the frozen wind…

She wonders if this is what fish feel like, when they see a lure.

“Hello?” she calls, her voice echoing off the trees. The world stands in permanent semi-twilight here, and the deeper shadows hide the mobs that will venture out come nightfall. A sneak of creepers is bedded down in a sweetberry bramble just on the other side of the clearing, and False tenses when the lead boar lifts his head, but he apparently doesn’t deem her worth stalking so early in the day. 

There is no other reaction to her call.

False is of half a mind just to head back home and farm her own dang trees. It’s not like the vaultar is picky about the kinds of logs—she could just as easily grow up a bunch of birch and throw those in there. But that will take so much longer… not to mention she’s not sure if there are even enough saplings in her storage.

She unhooks her enchantment-glittered axe from her belt and pauses to mentally poke at her mana reserves. Plenty high. Whatever’s lingering near this tree, it can hardly be worse than what she deals with on the daily in the vaults. Overworld dangers are barely a challenge anymore.

The logic of that doesn’t change the uneasy feeling that buzzes over her skin though. 

Venturing further into the clearing. False’s gaze traces up the trunk of the cherry tree, following its branches to where they terminate in lush bursts of pink and white blooms. A sweet smell drifts on the wind. She wrinkles her nose, reminded of compost piles and fermented spiders’ eyes. 

The tree’s branches stretch long and low—a canopy of their own, heavy with flowers and dark, glossy leaves. The space underneath is filled with falling flowers and a fog of pollen, the air moisture-thick like a lush cave.

Lifting one hand, False catches a falling petal on her fingertip.

It sizzles as it touches her skin, stinging and buzzing like live redstone.

She hisses through her teeth, shaking her hand and letting the petal fall to the forest floor. “What the heck?”

Another petal tumbles past her face, and she watches it with narrowed eyes—right until it fizzles out of existence a few pixels above the forest floor.

“Glitch,” she mutters. “That’s… not good.”

Iskall needs to know about this—it could be a bug from one of the new updates, or it could be something deeper in the code, but either way: this glitched tree is a problem. She’s probably lucky it just stung her.

She reaches for her communicator, raising it to take a pic of the cherry tree.

“Oh, hi there, False!”

False yelps, spinning around with her axe ready to swing.

Gem is standing behind her, a wreath of cherry blossoms tangled in her hair and antlers, leaning casually on a tall staff of blooming cherry wood. Her smile is wide, and sap flows over her fingers, pale golden, dripping down her arms to leave dark spots on the faded denim of her overalls.

“Gem!” False lowers her axe. “Oh my gosh, you scared me. I didn’t know you were doing Vault Hunters.”

“Hm?” Gem raises one eyebrow, and for a moment her eyes flicker to red and then purple before settling back on green. “Oh—I’m not doing Vault Hunters, False.” Her voice is amused, almost chiding.

“Oh.” False feels unexpectedly small—which is impressive, considering she’s nearly half a block taller than Gem. 

More of the glitched petals fall, resting on Gem’s hair and slowly melting into it like snowflakes. The brief moment of relief when False had seen Gem’s familiar grin is fading into something like the sensation of freefall. 

“What’cha up to?” Gem asks, and her face blinks from one expression to the next like a bad video message. Her clothes are blue—no, green—no, bloodstained and grey—no, blue. They’ve always been blue.

False takes a step back.

“Uh, not much…” she glances up at the redwoods. “Just doing some… resource gathering. You know.”

“Cool!” Gem giggles, and stands up straight. False tenses, but Gem only spins around her staff and waves a hand at the glitched tree. “I didn’t realize this was an occupied server—are there many people here?”

There’s a buzzing in False’s skull, and she blinks rapidly. A muscle twitches under her eye. 

“Um…”

“I guess it doesn’t really matter.” Gem lifts one hand and grabs one of the lowest branches of the cherry tree. She really should not have been able to reach that.

Swinging herself up with the lithe, effortless strength of a cat, she perches on the limb and stares down at False. The grin is gone from her face now, and she looks down at False with bright eyes.

“Etho’s not here, is he?”

False opens her mouth to answer, the words yes, of course he is, I can take you to him heavy on her lips… And with effort, she swallows them back. 

They taste of sweet rot.

“Why... why doesn’t what matter?” she asks instead.

Gem stares at her for a long moment, expressionless. The flowers woven through her antlers are growing of their own accord, twining up to caress their brethren in the branches overhead. 

Then she smiles broadly, flashing teeth that nearly glow white in the dappled shadows. “Oh!” she exclaims. “No reason! I’m only passing through, is all.”

“You’re not… you’re not sticking around?” False tries—and mostly fails—to sound disappointed.

“Naaaaah…” Gem stands and walks along the branch, as secure and balanced as if it were a stone floor. The flowers in her hair flow along behind her, sliding from the branches and falling like a cape down her back. “Worldhopping is easy. Staying in one spot is way harder.” 

False watches the flowers move and swirl, their smooth, strange motion ensnaring her attention. The buzzing is back, too. Like bees, drunk on honey and sleepy in their hive.

“World hopping…?” she manages. “With admin commands?”

Gem’s laugh is as brilliant as a knife and as sharp as a spark. “False!” she crows. “You say the funniest things.”

False laughs. It seems appropriate. She isn’t sure why.

“Anyway,” Gem continues, fading into one patch of blossoms and reappearing on the other side of it. Her eyes are sprays of cherry flowers now. Her antlers are branches. “Anyway, cherry trees are all the same. They make it easy to get around.”

“That…” doesn’t make sense, False wants to say. But her lips are heavy, and coated in sticky sap. Maybe it doesn’t really matter.

“Oops! Behind you, False!” 

Gem’s chirped warning is flaked in glee, and False turns around, as slow as if her feet are buried in soul sand.

The creepers she had seen—the entire sneak—are standing behind her, pink flowers blooming from their eyes. 

“Oh no.”

The boar’s blinded head snaps toward her voice, hissing. He starts to aggro, bioluminescent streaks flashing from his snout to flanks in increasingly-swift pulses of light.

“See ya in season ten, False!” Gem cries out cheerfully.

The axe drops from False’s nerveless fingers, trailing strings of sap. She smells the inescapable stench of burning gunpowder, overlaid with rot.

“...Dangit.”

[FalseSymmetry was blown up by a creeper]

~*~

Jerking upright in her own bed, False swipes wildly at her face, trying to smear away tree sap that isn’t there. 

“What the heck, Gem?” she exclaims at her empty base. Her voice falls flat, swallowed up by the sky that surrounds her builds. The clock above her head ticks impatiently, and she huffs in frustration, pushing up out of her bed. All her tools, gone—her levels, gone... and after all that she still needs those logs for the vault. 

Grumbling, she starts pulling backup gear from various chests, trying to cobble together something that can get her back to the redwood grove before her items despawn—assuming they hadn’t all been obliterated by a second or third creeper explosion. She glances at the vaulter, and freezes.

It’s been completed. The crystal floats gently atop the stone pedestal, gleaming with an inner light. 

And, tumbled at the base of the vaulter—abandoned, more than was needed to fill the crystal’s requirements:

Half a stack of cherry logs.

[queenofzan]

so @centralkvetchmonolith drove me to a hardware store out in the suburbs yesterday so i could get the rest of my spinning wheel supplies (plus some tools that will make the spinning wheel build easier and also just improve my life to have, like chisels, sharpening stones, and a little mini bench vise that fits on my desk) and i was talking about how uhhh i'm going to end up foraging fiber plants from public spaces lmao and she asked, how do you prepare nettles to eat, anyway

which i didn't know but i looked up when i got home AND

most people eat only the leaves! preferring the newer growth bc after it's too old it tastes bitter! but the fiber part comes from the STALKS which obviously you can just let grow and grow until the end of the season and get some nice fiber from

so nettles are not only a fiber plant AND an edible plant, but they are a "use all parts of the plant" deal where you can nom those fresh leaves and let the stalks grow until they're as tall as you are before you stomp on them and turn them into thread or yarn

that's so cool why the heck do we use other plants in areas where nettles grow super well???

[hollowfaith]

🌌 + coffeeshop au hehe

Send ' 🌌 + a universe / au ' and I’ll make an AU verse based off of it.

in most universes, eiden works at an adult toy shop.

in this one, he owns a coffee shop.

it's a damned good one too, with regular customers and everything. his hires aren't anything to scoff at either—there's this really tall, really buff barista who comes straight from the rainforests of indonesia and can tell a bean's freshness just from smelling them (and sometimes brings his pet ferret to work, which is both a riot and a health hazard eiden has to work around for the inspectors), as well as the shyer, more inexperienced college graduate working part-time shifts to support his grad degree and his lovely grandparents at home, who gets really nervous about the espresso machine at first but later on becomes a pro and even teaches himself how to fix it when it breaks down.

yeah, quincy and yakumo are definitely his best hires (no favoritism though)!

alongside that he has his regular customers: the uptight head of some security firm who always comes in in the morning for eiden's strongest cup of caffeine before marching off to work (it takes him a month before he gets the guy to tell him his name is edmond so eiden can stop pretending he didn't google search him up the first day), the probably-is-a-CEO-or-a-mafia-heir-can't-decide-which business-coded guy who somehow never shows up in a suit, but just radiates money (and also had to be asked outside by eiden once, when he took out a fancy pipe and just started smoking indoors), the always wholesome priest of their local church, and the pair of high schoolers who drop by every week for snacks, short-and-pink dragging the cousin he always bullies (and who has a fatal weakness to eiden's hand-made croissants).

so all in all, life is good.

it maybe gets even a little better when he starts seeing some of his adult favorites and regulars after work on more, cough, intimate terms.

but then one day, he shows up.

towering, blond, handsome, and ridiculously well-dressed—the kind of guy you expect to ask his assistant to get him coffee, not come into a shop and order for himself.

and what the heck, he doesn't even ask for coffee, but a cup of tea. earl grey and a scone to go with it and—you know what, the customer is always right so eiden personally delivers the order with a flourish and a smile.

"first time here?" he asks, charming as always.

the guy barely looks at him. "yes. how long have you been open?"

eiden tells him and the guy asks more questions so surprisingly, they get along pretty well. by the time he's done it's getting to closing hours on a sunday, but it's quincy who grabs him during cleanup with a frown.

"what's wrong?" eiden asks him.

quincy just shakes his head. "he asked too many questions."

"maybe he was just interested in the person answering them?" eiden half-jokes. he doesn't think more of it, but the words do stick with him after that.

the blond guy doesn't come again, but a week later someone equally attractive shows up: black hair, green eyes, also pretty tall. he's dressed in a suit (but stiffly, it looks like he doesn't usually wear those kind of clothes) and introduces himself as klaus avenue, a representative of blah-and-blah company here to see the manager.

more importantly, he's part of a franchise firm here to buy them out.

of course eiden says no—this is his coffee shop and not some fancy brand name, dammit—but klaus only looks troubled. "it'll be better if you agree to the contract terms," he starts, "or else aurelius—i mean, my boss—will make trouble."

he probably means lawyers. well pooh pooh to them, eiden's got a lawyer too—on a technicality: his neighbor rei dabbles in law alongside his experiments and can hold his ground in a courthouse just fine.

when klaus finally sighs and asks him what would convince him, eiden challenges him to work for them instead to see why they're worth staying as an independent business.

to his surprise, klaus agrees.

somehow the arrangement lasts for weeks. it soon becomes apparent that klaus himself is using his "trial employment period" to delay the company's actions as much as possible, which works to an extent.

until the "boss" reappears.

eiden recognizes him at a glance: it's the same blond bastard who ordered tea and scones in his shop! he confronts the guy, but aurelius counters back by what he thinks he's doing hiring his boyfriend to work under him. apparently it's fine when aury does it since klaus is destined to sit on the board of directors for him one day, but not so in the case of some lowly coffee shop.

klaus disagrees. aurelius ignores him and somehow, eiden and his coffee shop gets caught in the middle of a cold war between their power couple. apparently this is all the impetus klaus needs to expose his boyfriend’s questionable business practices.

(eiden would ask, “why have him be your boyfriend at all?” but apparently this was the only way to stop aury from gaining a monopoly on the food and restaurant business? ??)

both sides use their best weapons: aurelius mobilizes the media to promote their agenda while klaus reaches out to grassroots movements for support. the disagreement reaches national TV and eiden’s coffee gets a buttload of publicity and business in the process. (it’s not all good, though: quincy has to wrestle with fame-hungry influencers crowding the doors while yakumo’s pressured to tears during one particularly busy lunch rush one day.) in the end eiden even has to close up shop for a few days for everyone’s mental health.

then rei calls with more bad news: aurelius has hired a bunch of big-clout, expensive lawyers to crush them in court and moreover, won olivine to his side in some form of weird guilt-trip reverse-pep-talk that has the poor priest trying to convince eiden to give in to the other side.

seeing this, klaus can’t sit still and proposes that eiden helps him with plan B: proposing marriage.

“wait, what?”

“if being his boyfriend was step 1, then marriage should be step 2.”

“will it really work with that bas—uh, i mean that president?”

“we can give it a try.”

“but klaus…if it works then that means you’ll have to marry him for real.”

to eiden’s shock, klaus only blushes in response.

“um, you don’t have to worry about that. i don’t mind…”

and so operation d-day (date day) commenced. at the very end klaus gets on his knees and proposes to aurelius right inside eiden’s coffee shop, surrounded by a marching band commanded by edmond with instruments rented from kuya (again, eiden still doesn’t know what he does) while eiden’s custom-baked sweets and yakumo’s tea and quincy’s silent stare looks on.

klaus thoughtfully mentions how special this moment is, and how much more special it’d remain if the coffee shop it happened in never changed but existed on its own independent of a franchise—and okay, a bunch of other mushy lines too, but honestly eiden can’t or doesn’t want to remember them when the blond bastard’s involved.

it works, and aurelius calls off everything to formally enter into an engagement with his beloved. he even agrees to the unholiest of unholies and lets his franchise workers unionize.

love, eiden marvels, really is a power that works wonders.

one year later, eiden’s coffee shop is thriving, his friends/lovers are all living well (though it took a few sessions to fix olivine back up again), and they’ve been invited to the “wedding of the century” for klaus and aurelius, all expenses paid, at some exotic location halfway across the world.

eiden gleefully closes the shop for his free vacation with his besties to witness the marriage of a guy he hates (& one that he thinks is all right, in the end).

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Sebastian is cute as heck

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Shoutout to my fellow plus-size people!

If you're feeling like you don't know where to shop, or what sort of places you can buy from, or if you just want to try some new places, I have some suggestions and shops that I have found work for me:

1. Pennington's - This is a chain store. It offers sizes 14-32 (x-5x); and it's pretty good for business casual. They offer everything you would find in a more "straight-sized" store, and have several different models with different body sizes and shapes to display their items online. The clothes are made to fit comfortably and the entire experience, I find, is nice because I know I will find clothes I enjoy that actually fit me. They also take into account the difference between "regular", "tall", and "petite"; which is wonderful because not all of us are the same. Check out the sizing chart and measurement guide here. Also, budget accordingly; this place can be a bit pricey, and I try to take advantage of the sales when I go.

2. store.mayakern.com (@mayakern on tumblr) - Maya Kern's store is an independent business and has given me a lot of joy and hope for online shopping. The skirts are all designed by Maya, with some exceptions being the ones that are collaborated on with other artists. All the designs are incredibly unique and very beautiful. I get so many compliments whenever I wear them!! They have wonderful large pockets that don't impede the design or silhouette at all, and they are so incredibly comfortable. I will praise these skirts all my days. Seriously, if you enjoy comfortable skirts with a unique design, give this shop a try! There is a specific sizing chart for the shop, since the skirts have a stretchy waist. The sizes available cover from a 25 inch (64cm) waist to a 66 inch (167cm) waist. Plus, there are lots of other cool items listed in-store, such as pins and journals! Be sure to pay attention to when pre-orders are if you want to order a skirt!

3. Fresh Hot Flavors - This is another store with some very cool items! Skirts, pants, shirts, shorts, and more, all with different and unique designs. They also have an entire line dedicated to Pride; their Pixel Pride Collection. Make sure to measure yourself and take a look at their sizing chart; the store covers size xxs to 6x. I ordered a couple of skirts from this store and they are very comfortable and beautiful!!

4. Witch Bitch Thrift - A thrift store that is run by and marketed to witches! Thrifting is a great way to save money and be eco-friendly. They offer images of their selection online and I've seen sizes ranging from 6x to small. It's been a long time since I found a thrift store with items I admired in my size. Definitely worth it to give this shop a look! They have online shopping and ship items worldwide, so don't worry about location! The store even offers a virtual styling session that customers can book. Clothes aren't the only thing this store offers; they also have a selection of witchy supplies!

Feel free to add other suggestions; please do not use this post as a ground for arguing about which stores you like or dislike.

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[erigold13261]

F in the chat for your awful day at work (hey a bit of an unreality mention but… how do the curses cheer you up after a bad day at work?)

Internet died last night before I could answer this (another F in the chat for me lol).

But anyway, them just being here to listen to me complain is definitely a major way they help me.

Mahito likes to shit talk with me about the coworkers/customers I've dealt with and even insists to hurt them for me (thank Mahito, but no lol). Otherwise he's just chilling with me and making light of the situation, even trying to distract me with games and stuff.

Depending on if I am overheating or freezing, Jogo and Dagon take turns being near me. Dagon is absolutely great at sucking all the heat out of my body, they are just an ocean of coldness lol. And obviously just being near Jogo keeps me nice and warm (thankfully I am not really tall/big because I will sit between his legs with him hugging me from behind so that he can warm up my back after me standing all day). Heck even just having Jogo hug me and Dagon put their hand on my forehead is just an amazing feeling of hot and cold.

Then there is my beloved Hanami who tries to do so much for me! One of the first things she will do for me is bring me a bouquet of her cursed energy flowers that really helps with calming me down and getting rid of headaches (especially if she took the time to make them into a flower crown for me! I love it when she makes those and even when she picks out colors she knows I love like purples!).

She'll also try to cook me some food before I get home, but considering that all the curses don't need to eat, none of them are really good at it. At least if they mess up, Dagon will eat anything that is beyond my ability to eat lol (she has gotten better at cooking though, her just making sure I have a warm bowl of fresh rice or noodles is honestly enough for me).

Her or Mahito will sometimes just rub my back as well, because recently I've been having shit back problems from standing for hours at work without much support or ability to sit down (especially if I don't get my breaks because of staffing issues, that's a whole other issue at work I need to address more with my managers). Mahito is honestly better at back rubs but the fact that Hanami is trying still makes me feel really good!

What sucks when trying to fall asleep though is that Hanami is probably the worst to sleep with considering her body is more like a shell than it is something soft like "flesh" compared to the other curses. Being able to put a pillow between us when I am leaning against her or sitting on her lap is definitely needed, but sleeping with Hanami is so difficult (plus she is huge and my bed is pretty small).

So instead Hanami will sit on my floor and rub my head (my hair is too short to be played with since I cut it recently, but before she was playing with my hair as I slept).

The other curses try to sleep with me, but Dagon has a similar size issue, and Jogo can't lay down fully without possibly leaking some cursed lava (magma?) into my bed. So the only one I really end up sleeping with a lot of the time is Mahito as he will shift his body into the most comfortable position for me to sleep with.

So yea, they all do what they can to make me feel better, which usually works. Really just having them around to listen to me rant about shit is the best.

[limitlessgojo]

Going to a Private Onsen with Gojo

NSFW Gojo Satoru x F!Reader, established relationship

Type: One shot. This is around almost 4k words.

Warnings: 18+ NSFW content, Voyeurism, exhibitionism, daddy kink, squirting, overstimulation, praising, dom!Gojo, breeding kink, slightly manipulative/ Yandere Gojo, degradation

Notes: finally got to finish this fic, my motivation just dropped halfway lmao. The inn house has rooms with private hot springs. Not shared like the communal ones in public bath houses. This is half fluff half smut.

The private hot springs per room are separated by bamboo trees and wooden walls. (With holes. So you know what's gonna go down👀💦💦💦)

You and Satoru finally get the chance to have a 2 day 1 night short break from work. He takes you to an inn, checking in a tatami room with a private hot spring (onsen) included. The place smelled fresh, and you could smell the flowers outside.

"We can see the hot springs from here love. What do you think? It's gorgeous isn't it?" Satoru wiggled his eyebrows at you. You both set your luggage down, making yourselves at home. The sun is still high up, it is only 2:00pm and the hot spring is steaming, the sunlight making the water shine and glitter.

"It's not bad at all; the room is quite big as well." You smiled. Despite knowing that you're only stroking his ego, you let it go for once. Just this once because it is a special break after all. He internally pats himself on the back, beaming at you. “Glad you like it. Let’s take a walk around the area and then come back for dinner.”

“Fine with me”. Both of you changed into traditional clothing first. Gojo into a Yukata and you into your kimono. He helped you tie your obi and do your hair up. "Look how pretty my kitten is." He practically purred out as he cinched your waist beneath his large hands. His hands felt like fire on your waist.

You flushed, softly calling out his name. "N-not now." You stared at his profile. All lean and muscular. Knowing his physique hidden under the blue fabric did nothing to help. 

"Not now." He agreed. But the glint in his eyes said otherwise. Still he held himself back.

So you both set out, exploring the town. The stalls were bustling with people. You both bought souvenirs for the students as well as omamori (charms) for various purposes. 

You visited the temple and just tried to relieve the pent up stress from the last few weeks. “The air is so cool and it smells really nice here.” The flowers were all in bloom, as it was spring as of now. Satoru, however, kept his eyes on you for most of the time instead of the scenery around him. 

“Yeah, it’s real pretty isn’t it? Wanna take some photos?”

“Good idea! I need a new lock screen pic of us Toru!” you smiled. Your smile unfortunately dimmed upon noticing other women staring at Satoru and batting their eyelashes at him (ignoring the fact that you were right beside him). 

You’ve always known that he was a gorgeous person, just thanking your lucky stars that he actually came around to reciprocate your feelings. “Hey”, Satoru cupped your face and turned it to face him. He was pouting. “Focus on me love. This trip is just for us.” 

You gave him a weak smile. “Yeah, sorry about that. AH! I wanna have a picture by that Sakura tree~”. You tried to be more enthusiastic and engaging, blocking out any jealous and negative thoughts. 

Seriously, it's not like you didn't trust him. Just that your insecurity gets to you sometimes. You quickly bat the thoughts away. Your thoughts came to a halt when you felt something soft on the corner of your lips. 

"Love you." Satoru murmured against your cheek. You turned to see his eyes under his drooping sunglasses just an inch away from yours. You couldn't help but sigh in admiration. Of course he knows how you feel. "I love you more Toruu~ Now let's go." You gave him a genuine and bright smile. Walking over to a shaded area near the lake, surrounded by tall grass.

He leaned down to press his cheek against the top of your head and placed one arm around you. His other hand was holding up his phone for a selfie. After you took some pretty and funny photos, he surprised you by bringing out a polaroid.

"Eh?! Since when did you bring that with you?" You asked him. Satoru gave a sneaky smirk, "Well. Since you talked non stop about loving the vintage aesthetic recently, I thought it would be good to make a small scrapbook or photo album of this trip." 

".... who are you and what have you done with my husband..."

"Hey! That's rude. I'm always nice and sweet." He pouted and widened his eyes, using a finger to push down his shades. "I knowww~ Just kidding Toru, I love your ideas. I'll help you with it then." 

"Of course you will pumpkin." He squeezed you against his side, not caring about anyone who might be looking at both of you being overly affectionate in public. 

He took pictures using the polaroid camera every now and then. Taking your hand and leading you around, Satoru did not give your thoughts a chance to move away from him. He didn't hesitate to tickle you when your guard was down and poked at your cheeks with the most annoying grin. 

After that it was just you and him. Enjoying your precious time together, undisturbed by anyone else. By the time the sun was setting, you dragged him over to an Izakaya. "Should we have dinner here?" You asked him. 

"Ooooh! Looks like they have good meat and eel. That's fine with me." He replied. You both enjoyed dinner and had a bit of sake. Satoru always looked cute with flushed red cheeks and that big stupid smile of his. "Well you look cuter than me for once Hun." He quipped back.

You smiled as you wiped that teriyaki sauce off the corner of his mouth for him. It was a really peaceful day. 

Walking back to the inn, you noticed a shadow moving quickly just by the corner of your eye. This is why you don't think about work during your free time. Feeling chills run up your spine, you turned to see a curse, staring straight back at you. "Ah shit I left my sword back in the inn." 

Not even having finished your sentence, you watched as Satoru flicked his wrist and took down the 2nd grade curse in an instant. "I told you not to worry darling. I'm not going to let anything hurt you." He tutted and booped your nose playfully, eyes shining. 

"Heehh~" you pretended not to be impressed but by the look on his face, you knew you didn't do a good job of hiding it. He just chuckled and wrapped his arms around you. "Toru I can't walk like this." 

It was like trying to lug a 190cm tall clingy infant. "I'll protect you with my infinity from all sides love." He looked really happy, just prancing around with you in his arms as you both made your way back to the inn. 

💜💜💜

You both settled back in and got ready to take a bath. It was a really good day and everything went smoother than you thought it would, knowing your chaotic and unorthodox doof of a husband. 

"Dinner was so good. This was a great idea Toru, thank you." You smiled up at him. He smiled back, so soft and gentle with you. The way he never is and never will be with anyone else.

"Now then, I'll be taking my payment from you." You looked up at him, confusion evident on your face. Your husband of 5 years still confuses you until this day. "I'm sorry?" you felt affronted as you asked the question. You had no problem paying your share of the bills, heck you earn a lot as a 1st grade Jujutsu sorcerer yourself. 

But Satoru spent about over a month pestering you about wanting to treat you to a short staycation with him. "Yes", he replied slowly making his way towards you, towering over your shorter frame. You stood your ground and craned to look up at him. 

"Thank you for the meal sweetheart. You will be my dessert." He removed his glasses and threw them aside to showcase his bright blue eyes. You shivered from the intensity, and his lips turned up in a smirk. His words were somewhat funny, but his tone was dead serious.

He wasted no time, leaning down to suck down on the juncture of your neck and shoulder, after he pulled one side of your kimono off your shoulder. "Sa-Satoru!!, hah- ", his grip on you was way too tight.

"Baby, I am so sorry I can't wait any longer. Won't you be good for me?" Satoru asked as he took a step back and cupped your cheeks in his hands.

It's true that this man has no self-control, always palming your ass down the hallways at Tokyo Jujutsu High. But you rarely see him as desperate as he is now, that it was actually endearing to you. So you relented, earning a grin from the man.

He helped you out of your kimono, littering small kisses on your forehead and cheeks, before he started biting on one ear. 

Unclasping your bra, he reached down to grope your breasts. You stared at him as he suckled on one nipple while toying with the other. His eyes opened to meet yours, and you could feel the growing wetness between your legs.

You also reached up to pull his Yukata off, undoing the tie on his waist. "I love it when you hair is done up darling. I can bite as much of your neck as I want." He growled out against your shoulder, biting and sucking wherever he can.

Your mouth watered upon seeing the outline of his hard-on straining against his boxers. On the other hand, Satoru stared unashamedly as you pulled down your panties, keeping your legs together to keep your slick from dripping down your legs.

Impatiently, you reached up and ran your fingers through his locks. "Satoru~" you whined. He only smirked in response. In one quick movement, he gathered you into his arms and brought you over to the small washing area with the soap and shower-head. 

He was still in his boxers however. You just stared at it, drawing closer to press your hand and rub the outline. He let out a long moan, which led to you to quickly look up and snap out a hush. "The neighbours might hear us Toru." You whined. 

"Tch, Let them hear. They can't touch or experience us anyways. And I want to show off my lovely little wife." He leered down at you, finally removing his wet boxers and throwing it onto the ground.

His hard cock sprang up and slapped against his abs. As if moving by some force, you immediately dropped to your knees. Rubbing soap onto his waist, thighs, and finally pumping his cock with your soapy hands. You looked up to him as you "cleaned" him off with innocent eyes. 

Satoru wasn't impressed. "Don't tease me baby or you'll regret it." He pulled you up and brought you into a deep kiss. You both gathered more soap and started washing each other off.

With his hands moving slowly down the sides, Satoru didn't hold himself back from touching every nook and cranny of your body. From your neck, to your shoulders, down your breasts, going to your thighs and legs. His hands were rubbing at your skin, inching nearer and nearer to your cunt. Until he suddenly pulled away, making you cry out at the loss of contact. 

"Be good for me and let me clean you first kitten." He whispered.

No other words were shared as you both rinsed and washed each other off before moving to the onsen.

"You know, I've always wanted to fuck you in a hot spring." Satoru smirked as you both dipped into the water. You sat on his lap and clasped your hands behind his neck, straddling him. His hands gripping either side of you waist tightly. 

"No I don't know." You turned away from him as you rested your head against his chest. He hummed. Both of you resting for a bit. You were both in the same state, antsy for action, but trying to enjoy the hot springs at the same time. 

For a while you both just stayed soaking in the hot water. Until you started grinding down against him. He just stared down at your figure. Breasts spilling against his chest, the slope of your s line with your ass under the water. But you refused to meet his eyes.

Satoru didn't really like that very much. He pinched your thigh hard. "Ow!,' you yelped. "Toru what was-" you finally turned to look up at him, but faltered and stopped moving. His eyes were bright and his expression dark. "I thought my baby was going to be good for me tonight. You don't wanna beg me later just to come right? Or does daddy have to make you do just that?"

As soon as he said the word daddy you felt your insides clench around nothing, thighs quivering. He looked down towards your body, grinning at your response. He pulled you out of the water, sitting down on the ground beside it. 

"Suck me off baby and I'll consider making you cum."

You crawled over on all fours towards him. You kissed him first, then trailed downwards, licking off the water and sweat on Satoru's abs and the outlines of his hard muscles. He groans while staring at you, pupils blown so wide his bright blue eyes actually look dark for once. 

You can see the carnal lust raging behind him as you squeeze your breasts together while kneeling and licking his abs. You leave small butterfly kisses as you slowly make your way down to his aching member.

But, he groans as you skip past it and suck love marks into his lower thighs. "Pumpkin, please -UNGH, p-please don't tease so much." Satoru groaned. You smirked up at him, meeting his eyes while sticking your tongue out and licking one of his balls. Sucking it into your mouth and covering it with your spit.

He reached down to lift your chin up, thumbing your lips as he watched the saliva trickle down down side of your mouth to his fingers. The current sight of you is so lewd and dirty that Satoru almost came on the spot right there. 

You decide to humor him and move to licking the head of his dick, while grabbing a hold of the base and slowly pumping it up and down. Satoru threw his head back. He looked up, seeing the night sky and the stars twinkling while feeling hot pleasure run through his body. He felt like he was floating.

You tried deepthroating all of him in one go, but he was just too big. "Baby, your mouth is too small for daddy's cock isn't it?". You whimpered in response. Trying to swallow as much of him as you can while using your hand for the remainder of his length.

Quiet mewls escaped the sides of your mouth as you opened your aching jaws wider. Tears started running down your face. You didn't stop as you relaxed your jaw and took more of him, swallowing what you can while pumping. He bucked up without warning, causing your gag reflex to react. Then he pulled you off.

"That's enough for now. I wanna make sure I stuff every bit of cum I have inside of your pussy baby." He pulled you up over him, this time with his back to the floor as he spoke. 

"Lemme eat you out, I've been waiting for this all day." He was salivating at the sight of your pussy, positioned in front of his face. You lowered yourself onto him slowly. Impatiently, he tugged you waist down, smashing your lower lips against his mouth. You let out a loud yelp followed by heavy breaths and mewls as he ate you out.

Thrusting his tongue in and out of your walls. He loved the taste of you, always thirsty for more. You tried to grind your pussy against his face. But he held your legs in place with one arm, wrapping around your behind. The other hand was playing with your clit. 

In no time at all you were sobbing and cumming all over his face. Satoru didn't spare you one second of rest. He pulled away and lined himself up, pushing into you during your orgasm. 

He immediately started fucking into you earnestly, grabbing a hold of your waist and lifting it to pull you on and off his cock. "Toru, it's too much for me, I can't-" You could barely get the words out of your mouth as you slurred them out with your eyes shut. 

"Yes you can. I know you can. Because you're made for me and only you can do a good job for me like this love." Satoru grunted as he pumped into you like there was no tomorrow. 

He loved it when your walls clenched and squeezed against him tightly. Especially when your whole body shook during an orgasm. Whenever you open your eyes all you can see are the stars blurring due to your movements. You both came like that, with your backs arching. His cock stayed hard, twitching as it spurted and filled you up. 

He suddenly felt the sensation of eyes on him. As the user of six eyes, his senses were wide alert at ALL times. He looked to the side of the wooden wall, and saw dark eyes staring back at him.

He didn't stop thrusting. You whined and mewled as you ground your hips against his. "Fuck, such a slut for me. Love it when you cry and make those noises babe. Just look at me. I won't look at any other person, man or woman. I'm yours as long as you're mine." He growled out.

He pulled out to reposition you. Dragging your body on top of his. Your back against his chest. "Daddy, I want you. I want more!" You whined out. You positioned his cock at your entrance.

"Daddy will give his baby what she wants. You've been so good to me after all love." He smirked inwardly pushed back upwards into you, thrusting at a fast pace. (Satoru chose the position because he knew you were both being watched. He loves to make other men so jealous of him having you).

You could only squeal and try to hold yourself up against him, putting your palms against the floor. But it was no use. He grabbed your thighs and kept fucking up harder and harder, making it hard for you to hold onto anything.

"Yes just like that baby. You're so good to me. You don't need to think. I'll make it so that you don't have to do anything else. You only need to feel my cock yeah? My doll is the best when she is crying on my cock." He moaned out. 

The man on the other side of the wall was joined by a few other men. Satoru used his ability to see through the wall following the movement of their cursed energy and saw that they were touching themselves to you.

"Daddy, please more. Daddyyy~" you were slipping further into subspace. Soon you couldn't speak clearly anymore. Just babbling nonsense while bouncing on Satoru's lap and staring hazily up at the sky.

"I think we have company." He laughed out. You snapped out of your haze to see peeking eyes behind the bamboo sticks. Satoru just thrusted harder. "Let's give them a show of their lifetime hmm? I spy old men wanting some action. But they won't be able to touch you baby."

He reached up with one hand to grope your breast and the other stayed below to play with your clit. Sex to him was almost like an art form. He knew exactly how to play with your body to bring you to your strongest orgasms. 

You tried to cover your body up but he pulled your arms away. "Don't run away baby, daddy's here to protect you. It will be okay."

At the end of the day you trusted him and his six eyes, so you let go. Pussy clenching harder at the thought of being watched by unknown strangers.

"That's it, my angel. So good for me. You're leaking far more than normal slut. You like it when people watch you get fucked?"

He reached up with his cum stained hand to spit into it. Then shoved his fingers in your mouth. You obediently suckled on and cleaned his fingers for him. He continued to grope you as he pounded away.

Satoru wasn't too worried about the spectators next door. He can see them clearly. Several middle aged men (probably sharing a larger room) messily jerking off to both of you. He saw the way their eyes travelled across your breasts and cunt, which was oozing with his cum.

He hit a hard deep spot inside of you which caused you to squirt hard, a large amount of liquid spraying out. Satoru quickly put his hands over your clit and furiously rubbed at it, wanting to prolong your squirting. You were crying out loud at this point. It was just music to his ears.

One man groaned out, causing you to tense and tighten and Satoru to moan out.

"You love putting a show on huh baby? We should do this more often if it gets you tighter and wetter around me." He snarked out while you drooled and asked for more.

He didn't stop thrusting until he came a few more times inside of you, changing positions.

The men watched as you rode him, your breasts bouncing up and down, while you placed your palms flat on Satoru's chest. They stared at the cum flowing out of your pussy, being fucked back into you by Satoru. The way you both groaned as you clamped down tight and milked his cock.

Soon you found yourself laying on your side with one leg up with Satoru spooning you from behind. What was frightening was his stamina and power. 

His thrusts never lost strength and soon you just felt like his cock was drilling a space inside of you, just for it. You felt so boneless in his hands when you both finished, laying down on your sides.

"Babe…. You okay? We need to clean up." Satoru whispered against your shoulder.

You could only mumble incoherent noises. Squeezing around his softening length, still plugged inside of you to keep his cum inside. 

Satoru gave out a soft sigh. Then gathered you into his arms and took you away from prying eyes. He just turned and smirked at them as he walked away with you, butt naked.

The watchers were disappointed that the show was over. Satoru then cleaned you both with the shower head in the washing area and wiped you down with soft towels.

You stayed silent the whole time. Your head felt like it was in the clouds. Just letting Satoru do his way with you like a doll. "You were really good for me tonight angel. Nobody else can touch you but me." He chuckled darkly.

You just listened to his simple commands such as putting your arms up when he dressed you in your nightgown. 'I always love fucking her dumb.' He smiled to himself as he settled you into his arms in bed. 

"Next time I'll be fucking you in the water." He whispered. He brought you closer to him, tucking your head against his neck. Kissing your forehead and patting you to put you to sleep. 

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The next morning you were absolutely horrified to see people staring at you, when you both left your room to check out. 'I bet they heard us last night. And who were the ones peaking at us?!?!' you frightfully thought to yourself.

Satoru didn't really care. Smiling brightly at the attendants and thanking them for your amazing stay at the inn. 

"Toru I really enjoyed my stay, but it's hard to be happy now knowing that we did it at the expense of our neighbours stay." You whispered, hitting him. "Darling I'm pretty sure they enjoyed the show." He winked at you, shameless as ever.

Suffice to say, you decided not return to said hot springs for a while out of shame.

End notes: 🙈 this fic started because I just thought of Satoru's abs wet with steam and sweat but it evolved during the last edit. Hope you guys enjoyed! Reblogs and comments are very much appreciated 💜

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Be There for you - Jung Jaehyun x Shy Reader | College AU

A/N: I have returned with another fanfic thanks to this man above, right here :" dammit Jaehyun, can you spare me?! This story is based on a dream that I literally had last night because of Jaehyun. It will be a college AU since the dream I had of him was like in college so, this is gonna be fun :"

Warnings: maybe some cursing, insecurity, anxiety (please do not read if this may trigger you, okay?) slight hint of gang activity, slice of life and lots of fluff (maybe a bit too cliche but I'm sorry, I'm just a sucker for this)

Word count: this is one heck of a fanfic, brace yourself :"

Summary: you were a fresh high school graduate and it was your first day at college. Thinking you can start a fresh new start, your anxiety got the best of you until you met with an infamous senior, Jung Jaehyun :D

Sentence prompt:

7)“Finish that sentence, see what happens.”

23)“You know, the last person who talked to me like that ended up at the bottom of the river.”

A/N: decided to link Magic Carpet Ride since I was listening to it whilst writing this story. So, it's just to give you a feel :D

High school was over and so is another chapter of your life. But that also means that it's time to open up a new chapter. A fresh one as you always hoped for. It's college, people are transitioning to adulthood and little to no one you knew from high school would be attending the college you attended.

Taking a deep breath, you checked yourself in your full-length mirror, making sure that you look good for your first day. Trying to keep it simple and in accordance with your aesthetic, you put on a simple T-shirt with culottes and sneakers. Putting your hair in a half-up, half-down, drawing your eyebrows as neatly, applying some lip balm then grabbing your stuff, you bid your parents goodbye and headed to your college.

Arriving at the gate, you took another deep breath, telling yourself that 'it'll be different. you can do it!' and started walking into the college, observing the atmosphere, how big the field is, familiarising yourself with this new path up until you made your way to your department building for the orientation.

After the orientation, which you luckily became friends with someone that was taking a lot of the same classes as you and even had the same interests as you. So far so good! You exchanged contact with the friend and walked around the building to get used to the place and know where your classes would be, where the library was and even the best study places.

Whilst the two of you were walking to the cafeteria, you saw some of the seniors playing football at the field; one of which caught your attention. He was definitely on the tall (model) side in height, wore a varsity jacket, hair was slightly long but it fit him and when he smiled, there were prominent dimples on both sides of his face. You didn't realise that you were staring until your friend pointed out, even recognising the senior.

"Yo!! You do know that you've been staring for a good minute or two, right? But honestly, I don't blame you. Almost everyone has eyes on those seniors, Johnny, Jaehyun and their gang of friends. They're all filled with multi-talented visuals" your new friend pointed out

"Wha-what?! I wasn't staring!! Umm, out of curiosity, what department are they in?" you shyly ask

"Ahahaha, dude, it's fine. Almost all the girls, senior, junior and even freshman all stare at them. Just wait until it's the campus' annual game season or talent night, you'll see their whole gang together. But, I heard that majority of them are in our department, in the Arts department. But mainly in theatre. That's all I know so far. I do know that some are part of the student council, captain of the basketball team and so on. Like I said, they're a group of multi-talented visuals" your friend explained as you catch another glimpse at the seniors as they were leaving the field

"Oh. Must be tough to be multi-talented and smart with those visuals. Anyways, I'm starving!! Hope the food is good!" you exclaimed, trying to change the subject

"I'd say it's a blessing. But probably they'd have high standards in their future partner. I have so much respect for whoever their future partners are. But yea, let's go have lunch" your friend mentioned

After that incident, you just couldn't get your mind off of that senior. Whatsmore is when the two seniors you saw your first day along with one of their friends, Mark (?) was apparently in your creative writing class; which was a first-year unit. Apparently, they were taking it as an elective just to fill up the leftover spots since you heard that they've finished the majority of their compulsory units in the first 2 years.

To top it? It wasn't just the writing class that they were in. Apparently, the two along with another one of their "gang", called, Yuta? was taking a genders unit that you were also taking. And it just proofed your friend's point that they were definitely a group of multi-talented visuals since sometimes after class you'd see some of their friends already waiting for them.

But honestly, you didn't even really pay attention to them, because you were always with the group of friends you met at orientation that would help you concentrate during the lectures and quizzes that occur weekly. Sure, you may have a glance every now and then, especially when they were in the same tutorial with you and are very much engaging in the class while you were just there (true story, jk).

Days went weeks and you were reaching your mid-semester break. But alas, what's a mid-sem break without an assignment due, am I right? (tbh, missing uni days). It was a major assignment for the gender unit that you took and both you and your friend decided to do it together at the library (which was still open even during the mid-sem break).

So, here you were, walking to your college in a somewhat presentable yet comfortable wear since you and your friend were planning to head out and have lunch together. Arriving at the college grounds, you walked past the field when you saw the same seniors you saw on your first day; only this time, there wasn't a whole crowd watching them. It was just the two of them with another Mark, the person that also took creative writing and the only person in their group that you actually have ever had a conversation (we'll save this for another time).

Just like your first day, you were just mesmerised by your senior, Jaehyun. You just dunno what is it that just draws your attention. Sure, maybe it was the looks; but, there was also like an aura that just pulls you in. Especially when he smiles and those dimples are on full display. As if you were connected, when he smiled, you smiled too. You didn't even realise what the time was until your phone rang, snapping you back into reality and snapping your seniors' attention.

Embarrassed that you were caught red-handed by them, you quickly answer your call and make a run for it; something that you have always done since a very young age whenever your anxiety of people just decided to pop by. Lucky enough, you managed to get past them before any of them confronted you.

When you finally met up with your friend, you were all sweaty and just anxious in general. Your friend questioned if you were alright or if you weren't feeling good, considering your face was a bit red but you brushed it off, saying that it was just the heat that was messing with you a bit.

In the midst of your assignment, you decided to go out for fresh air since you couldn't think of the right words to write for your assignment. You got up, asking your friend if she wanted anything from the vending machine which she said, just coffee and you took your phone and wallet then headed out of the library to get some inspiration.

Walking around the floor, you decided to head to the bathroom for a bit then to the vending machine and head back to the library. After your bathroom business, you went to the vending machine and got your friend a canned coffee while a canned lemon tea for yourself. But as you turned around, you accidentally bumped into a rather muscular body, sending you to the ground, along with the drinks you just bought.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!! Didn't see you there. Are you ok? Are you hurt anywhere?" a deep voice asked, their figure was clearly towering you as you couldn't even see the sunlight

"I, I'm fine. No need to worry. I wasn't looking as well. S-sorry" you muttered, not wanting to meet the person's gaze

"I should at least pay back for your drink since it rolled away. Wait, let me help you up" the person mentioned, extending a hand out; and it was then when you had hoped you never went out because when you trailed the hand to the person, you felt your soul just left your body as you met with the Jung Jaehyun himself

You were just in shock that your brain was malfunctioning and leaving his hand hanging for a good minute until he coughed, getting your attention back. In the end, you felt bad if you were to leave his hand hanging, you took it as he helped you back on your feet; now emphasizing the clear height difference between you.

You shyly thanked him and told him that he didn't have to pay for the drink back and just when you were about to make your escape, Jaehyun decided to make a conversation with you; cue your bad habit of "feeling bad" and getting into the conversation.

"I hope that the people here have been alright. There were some staff that got changed in the years and some of the stricter lecturers have reassigned so you should be good. Can't promise about the food but I can ensure you that the clubs are fun!" Jaehyun chuckled, scratching his head

"The lectures have been good so far. Some assignments are still a bit new and confusing since I didn't really learn them in high school but it's a good way to learn. I also like how the people here and the lessons are more open-minded and diverse. You don't see that everywhere" you admitted

"First year is always the tough one. It's cause you're adapting to the new teaching style and assignments. Not everyone has the same high school learning experience. You'll be fine. You look like you're slowly understanding the lessons. But don't hesitate to go for consultation if there's anything you're unsure of. Your lecturers are there to guide you not just people who give you scores" Jaehyun explained

"I, uh, thank you! Uh...I have to go, my friend is calling me. Thank you for the talk oppa" you mentioned, slightly bowing

"There's no seniority here, you don't have to bow. Also, just Jaehyun is fine" Jaehyun mentioned, flashing his smile at you

"Oh? It's going to take me some time to get used to that. I'm (Y/N)" you stated, taking your hand out and Jaehyun took it, shaking it

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'll see you in class then. Have a good sem break" Jaehyun mentioned, shaking your hand

And since then, the two of you did meet in class, greeted each other whenever you walked past each other. Not only that, sometimes Jaehyun and his friends would sit near you and your friends in the classes you shared; surprising your group of friends while Jaehyun's friends were all chill.

Eventually, both your friend groups started hanging out together even more, sometimes during lunch or after class to do assignments together or even just to hang out together since some of their group had people closer to your age (*cough*Mork*cough*).

Even so, you still can't help but have the feeling that something might go south or worse. No matter how much you tried to disregard the feeling, it would come back every now and then; especially after hanging out with Jaehyun and his friends. You can always feel some stares linger around even though you don't actually see people staring right at you.

What's worse is that when the feeling is slowly overtaking you, you have the tendency to just run away. And that's what you did. You just backed away, slowly avoiding Jaehyun and his friends as best as you could; without making it seem like you're avoiding them (if that's possible). Unfortunately for you, Jaehyun and his friends realised this and are confused if they did anything wrong, especially Jaehyun.

He doesn't know when. Maybe it was since the first day you came to campus, a stare that he could feel was different than the normal stares he would receive. Maybe it was during sem-break when your phone suddenly go off and he and his friends found you watching them, but instead of accepting and taking the chance to talk to him (like almost every other girl on campus), you ran away. Or maybe when you bumped into him after getting your drink at the vending machine. But Jaehyun felt that there was just something about you that pulled him in. That made him want to get to know you. That made him want to have this friendship, or even more.

And when Jung Jaehyun is determined for something, he will find a way. Which is how he ended up following you after the writing class that you shared. He tried his best to follow you without being caught which works until he saw you going to a cafe that was outskirts of your campus area.

The cafe was rather quiet. There were only a few people including the workers. The place was quite nice actually. Even though it wasn't the first cafe you would see when walking along the streets, it is definitely worth the extra mile to find. The colours of the interior were calm and welcoming. The smell of different kinds of tea and coffee could be smelled even before entering.

Sighing, Jaehyun finally pushed the door open and ordered his typical go-to coffee, waiting for it whilst searching the area for you. At the same time as he finally spotted you, his drink was ready. Thanking the worker, he grabbed his drink and slowly made his way to you, who was busy on your laptop, a notebook and stationery scattered on the table whilst your earphones were in your ear.

Realising that you might be doing your final assignment, he was contemplating to talk to you or not. But he thought, even if he can't get you to talk, he can always just stay and finish up his own assignment since he was already planning on finishing it.

Hearing a knock on the table, you took one of your earphones out and hear the voice that you've been clearly avoiding the past 2-3 weeks; Jung Jaehyun. Sighing, you finally looked up and met with his gaze, that soft gaze that you might have "accidentally" fallen for, weeks ago.

"Y-yes?" you stammered, still in shock

"Hi. I was just wondering if you're here alone or if you were with anyone. I was just passing by and saw you coming here alone" Jaehyun bluntly mention

"I...yea. I like to come here whenever my mind starts to clog up. I dunno, the place just feels warm and welcoming. Plus, the food and drink are not bad at all" you admitted, mentally facepalming for telling him that

"Then, do you mind if I were to join you? I was about to finish my assignment as well and thought that maybe we could do it together. Like, exchange thoughts and all. If that doesn't bother you, that is" Jaehyun asked as you slowly nodded

In an instant, Jaehyun flashes a smile and pulled out the seat that was right across you. Settling his bag right by his seat, he took his own laptop and notebook out to finish his own assignment. It was peaceful and rather nice to have someone do an assignment with you; even if the two of you barely talked. Well, that is, until you groaned about being stuck in your writing that you and Jaehyun finally talked.

"You good? Something wrong?" Jaehyun asked, a bit concern

"Huh? Oh, no, nothing. It's just that I'm stuck. I got no idea. My brain decided to just betray me" you let out a sad laugh

"Writing?" Jaehyun asked as you nodded

"Do you mind if I have a look?" Jaehyun asked and you just allowed him to see your work

The next few minutes (hours), the both of you exchanged ideas for your writing assignment, mainly Jaehyun helping you since your grammar was still off every here and now. Once the clock stroke 5pm, you knew that it was probably best to head back home. But just then, you got a text from your parents saying that they'll be out for an event which made you sigh.

"What's wrong this time?" Jaehyun asked, packing his bag

"Hmm? Oh, nothing. You can just go on. Thank you for helping me today, oppa" you sincerely thanked Jaehyun

"It was nothing. And what did I tell you about the whole oppa thing. Just Jaehyun is fine. Also, where are you going? Meeting someone for dinner?" Jaehyun asked out of curiosity

"Me? No. I would never. I'm just going to go get some takeaway" you admitted, putting your own things away

"Takeaway? Are you staying at an apartment or something?" Jaehyun asked

"Nah. My parents went out for an event. So, it's just me tonight" you replied, getting ready to leave

"If that's the case. How about we have dinner? I know a place that makes amazing gimbap and tteokbokki. If you're up for it. No pressure" Jaehyun shrugged

"I am craving for some tteokbokki" you admitted, making Jaehyun smiled

"Then what are we waiting for, let's go" Jaehyun exclaimed, nudging you to follow him

True to Jaehyun's words, the restaurant was only a 5-minute walk away from the cafe. And just like the cafe, the restaurant wasn't really in the open road where you could immediately spot it; you'd have to make the effort to walk a bit to find it. But hey, that's why they're called hidden gems.

Upon entering the restaurant, you felt a similar aura to the cafe you were at. It wasn't the best in terms of looks but something about it was just comforting and welcoming. Not only that, it seems that the staff of the restaurant knew Jaehyun as they were asking him where his friends were which he said that it was just him and you today; grabbing your attention and making you smile as you could see how close he was with the staffs of the restaurant.

Once both your order came, Jaehyun told you to dig in first and staying true to what he said, the food was a delight. And the bonus? It wasn't that pricy for a broke college student like yourself (me, lol). Seeing you enjoy the food just brought a smile on Jaehyun's face, making him wonder if you were just in a bad mood the past few weeks. Without realising, he actually brought the conversation up.

"Were the past few weeks tough for you?" Jaehyun suddenly asked, making you perked up from your food

"Hmm? A bit. Having weekly quizzes and then 2 different units due on the same week was not fun at all. How bout you?" you asked back

"Me? Same old. I guess I got to have a bit more free time compared to my first 2 years. Trust me when I say that the first year is normally the tough one. As time goes by, you'll get used to it, know your learning style and the kind of assignments you'll get. Other than that, I say I was good; except when I noticed you started to avoid me" Jaehyun bluntly admitted, making your breath hitched

"I, I didn't know I was slowly avoiding you. Sorry. It's, it's just that something was clogging up my head. that's all" you partially admitted, making Jaehyun sigh

"You sure? Or is there something you're not admitting? I won't judge, promise" Jaehyun reassured you

"I just have social anxiety. I'm not good with socialising and overthink things and I don't want to ruin any of my friendships. I really thought that I could get over it once I graduated high school. Guess I still need to work on it" you shyly admitted, playing with your chopsticks

"It happens you know. And I don't blame you. Yes, you probably should've face it but it's easier said than done. I guess what I'm saying is that, you're not in this alone and while that sort of contradict with your anxiety, I know lots of your friends are willing to be there for you and would have never thought that you're burdening them by telling them about it. Heck, I think that it would be the exact opposite. That they would always have your back and reassure you that it'll be ok. Sorry, I'm not good at comforting people but I guess what I'm trying to say is that I won't judge you if you open up and would try my best to reassure you that there is nothing wrong with you" Jaehyun lectured, letting out a slight chuckle at his own words

"Th-thank you, Jaehyun. Really" you replied, a small smile finally formed on your face

"If I may ask. What kind of thoughts you have that would make you avoid me and my friends" Jaehyun asked, in a gentle, encouraging tone

"I, well, you see. You and your friends are ya know, popular. Well, what my friend said on our first day was that you guys are a group of multi-talented visuals and while that is true, I got to see some sides of you guys that I would probably never see by looking at you guys play on the field. And, I just don't want to ruin that friendship because..." you uttered

"Because?" Jaehyun encouraged you to keep going

"Cause, maybe, somehow, somewhere along the line, even though it's just a few weeks and there are probably many people out there have been trying as well and I, I, I just. What am I even saying" you groaned, looking down, not wanting to meet with his gaze

"Somehow, somewhere along the line, I fell for you" Jaehyun softly whispered; and you swore you felt your heart just stopped for a second

"Your brain can try to control what you say but the heart wants what it wants. And mine is telling me to go for it. If what you're saying is what I think you're saying, that is" Jaehyun mentioned, making you in more disbelief

"I know what you're thinking. Me? The campus' heartthrob, with you, a freshman? Honestly, I never even like those labellings. I don't think you're any less than me nor am I superior in any way or form. We're all the same, we all are human and we all have feelings. If I like you, why lie to myself unless of course, you're taken. I assure you that this ain't some sort of bet you would read on the internet. I like you and I want to get to know you better. No bets, no hooking up, nothing like that" Jaehyun stated, his tone was very much serious; finally making you lift your head and meeting his soft gaze

"You. Like. Me?" you questioned, still in disbelief

"Hahaha. Yes. I. Jung. Jaehyun. Like. You. (Y/N)" Jaehyun stated, word after word as his hand made its way on top of yours

Ever since that night, you were slowly opening up more, starting with Jaehyun and your friends. Telling them about your social anxiety and as if everything Jaehyun has been telling you were all true, your friends comforted you, telling you that they were a bit worried to why you were slowly distancing yourself from Jaehyun and his gang and even your own friends.

Slowly but surely, everything was starting to look up. You've been more honest about your feelings, what you want and all. It wasn't just your friend circle that saw the change, even your parents were happy to see you look brighter than normal, secretly thanking whoever made you like this.

How's your relationship with Jaehyun going, you might ask? It was going very well. Because you've never been a relationship before, Jaehyun made sure to take everything slow. Starting from, sitting next to you in class, pointing out mistakes in your assignments, study dates that would lead to lunch/dinner dates (which over at your parents' side, they were like, by all means, go ahead) and even the physical touches, Jaehyun kept them at the bare minimum. When you grew accustomed to it all, only then did Jaehyun slowly went up a bit, holding your hand every now and then, which honestly, made your heart warm up.

Even so, you still can't help for those thoughts to come and slowly swallow you. Not when you could feel stares from some people on campus whenever you and Jaehyun were walking together (just the both of you). Despite so, Jaehyun would notice those little signs of your anxiety slowly perking and immediately take action. Telling you to take deep breaths and that he won't let you go or leave you.

From the end of your first semester, the semester break and entering the 2nd semester, your relationship with Jaehyun only grew stronger that at this point, his friends already considered you and your friends part of their gang, like younger siblings. You were happy, and when you were happy, it made your friends, Jaehyun and his friends happy.

But of course, life just likes to test out whether you've finally toughened up or just seeing this relationship as an escape. In your 2nd semester, you only had one class with Jaehyun since he had to take some 3rd-year units that semester. Even so, Jaehyun would always wait for you and vice versa.

Today, it was both valentines day and Jaehyun's birthday. You wanted to surprise him as he was done with his class. Waiting outside of his class, you were nervous but eager to see him; especially when you saw that majority of the students were starting to scatter out of the classroom. But as you went into the classroom, there were several conversations that made your anxiety return.

"Honestly, I have no idea what he sees in that freshman"

"He's probably just playing around. Clearly, she's not his type"

"It must be a bet between him and his friends, right? There's no way the Jung Jaehyun would go out with that freshman" you heard multiple people questioning Jaehyun

"Hey sweetheart. What brings you here? You don't have classes today or is there any substitute classes that you didn't mention?" Jaehyun softly asked you, clearly ignoring all the other sounds

"No no. I, I just wanted to see you. Hi Johnny, Yuta" you mentioned, smiling at Jaehyun's friends who also smiled back

"Is that so? Let's go then. You must be hungry. It's almost lunchtime. Let's go guys" Jaehyun mentioned, interlacing his fingers with yours

But as you were all about to leave, some people decided to challenge the Jung Jaehyun; especially since they finally got a good look at this freshman who caught the campus' heartthrob.

"You know, Jung Jaehyun, a lot of people have been wondering. Like, at first we all thought oh, probably just a senior helping the freshman. But as time goes by, that was clearly not the case. So, let's clear things up, shall we? Why her? Out of all the possibilities on campus, she was the one that has you wrapped around her pinky?" one of the people still in the classroom provoked

"They, they're right. Why would Jae--" you weren't able to finish your thought when you heard Jaehyun's friends barked back

"I suggest you be quiet" you heard Johnny growled

"Look who's talking? You?! Y'all got no shame or anything? You all have been trying to plaster him and us for the past year and just when you see him being happy with someone, you just can't keep your overpriced botox lip quiet, can you?" you heard Yuta challenging them

"Enough. You guys can stop. Let's just leave while I still have somewhat of a good mood" Jaehyun demanded, gripping your hand a bit tightly, completely different from his normal self when he was with you

"But for reals Jae. What do you actually see in her? A little toy? Just a phase? Or even a hook--" the person couldn't even finish their sentence as Jaehyun suddenly kicked one of the tables, creating a loud bang, scaring you even more

"Finish that sentence, see what happens. I dare you" Jaehyun finally snapped, turning around as he gently put you behind him whilst both his friends stood beside him

"J-jae..." you stuttered, clearly the atmosphere was choking you

"Hey, hey, are you ok? Breathe, okay? I'm so sorry that you're stuck in this. How bout you and Johnny go ahead first, hmm?" Jaehyun mentioned, turning around the second he heard you gasping, cupping your cheeks, caressing them to calm you down

"See what I mean? She can't even take a bit of critique" the others were laughing as Jaehyun, Johnny and Yuta were worried about you

"Jae, it's okay. I'll be okay" you barely able to form the sentence, looking down

"Sure she will. How bout it Jaehyun. Proof that you actually like her" some of the others joked as Johnny and Yuta glared at them, shaking their head, knowing what Jaehyun was going to do to them

"Do you trust me?"Jaehyun asked you, his attention was all on you as your attention was on him as well

Gripping onto his shirt, you slowly nodded, telling him that you would always trust him. With that, Jaehyun finally had his genuine smile, caressing your cheek once more before leaning down, sealing your first kiss together. It wasn't rushed, it didn't feel like fireworks were exploding. Instead, it was slow and sure. It was like a claim that Jaehyun was trying to make. That he only had eyes and thought of you. That when he said he liked you, he accepted who you were, wanting to be the person you could always go to as he knew that you accepted him as the dorky, loving person he was; not the multi-talented visual heartthrob of the campus.

Pulling away, Jaehyun wiped the tears that were slowly streaming down your face. Softly telling you that he would never leave you nor let anything or anyone hurt you. That he liked you because you weren't putting on a mask. Sure you had flaws, everyone does. But you were honest, you didn't try to cover up what you first thought of him. Yet, you also didn't cover up your mistakes. Instead, you strive to be better and never judge anyone.

"You're okay. I know that. You're strong even when you don't realise it. And I'm here, to make sure you're always okay. I'm not going anywhere. I promise you" Jaehyun proclaimed, pulling you into a warm embrace; even if there were millions of things he would like to do to those imbeciles

After that incident, it was made clear to everyone on campus that you were Jaehyun's girl. That you weren't someone people should mess with as it would only bring a side of Jaehyun that no one would ever want to see.

A/N: Save to say, yes, there will be tough times. But trust the process and don't forget about the people that were sent to be there for you. There are people who care for you and know that you are not alone :)

BONUS!!! CAUSE I WANTED TO XD

After that incident, Jaehyun made a mental note to seek everyone who picked on you. But first things first, he, Johnny and Yuta helped comfort you. The four of you went to lunch and then just hang out at a cafe that offered board games, which was a chance to see a new side of Jaehyun and his friends.

Afterwards, you all went for dinner and finally celebrated Jaehyun's birthday along with his other friends (Taeyong, Taeil, Doyoung, Jungwoo, Mark and Haechan) and your friends. By the end of the night, Jaehyun decided to bring you to one of his favourite spots near the campus, gifting you a promise ring, to seal his promise that he won't ever leave you.

After bringing you back home and making sure that you were safe and sound, Jaehyun had a change in demeanour. As if he flipped a light switch. That bright, cheerful Jaehyun was now consumed by a not so happy, wanting revenge Jaehyun.

Arriving at his final destination of the night, Jaehyun input the code to the building and made his way downstairs, walking along the empty halls, only sounds of his shoes clicking could be heard; well, until he arrived at one of the rooms of the hall.

Twisting the door handle, he was met with his friends who were all waiting for him along with the very people he requested to be "captured". Walking closer at the people he saw that afternoon, a smirk now formed on his face. Those annoying laughed he heard that afternoon was now changed with whimpers and pleads.

"Well, look what we have here. Weren't you all laughing this afternoon? How the tables have turned hmm? Let me make one thing clear, don't. mess. with. my. girl. Cause, you know, the last person who talked to me like that ended up at the bottom of the river. Now, let's talk about respect, shall we? You can cry and scream all you want, or, beg for it" Jaehyun stated, no form of empathy could be seen or heard

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a character taking their lover's hand during a stressful situation + Izana pls💗

Piece of Heaven

Warning: Major Spoilers Ahead!

Pairing: Kurokawa Izana x Reader

Izana could feel blood rush into his head,his body becomes incredibly hot with anger and he clenched his teeth. “The heck you say to me?!” Izana screams.

A child around his age,sticks out his tongue. “I said you got creepy looking eyes!” Other children surrounds the duo in the playground of the orphanage some looking at them in horror with others looking with interest.

However none of them tried to step in and stop them. How could they? Every child in the orphanage was scared of this tall lean boy named Kurokawa Izana.

Izana takes a step towards the other boy before he feels someone hold his hand. He turns to find another child holding him back.

“You’ll get hurt,Izana!” You frown as you shook you head,trying to make the boy from taking another step. Izana noticed you were clenching your jaws and eye brows furrowed.

But he did not care.

Instead takes his hands away from you,hitting you face in the process before he flies towards the other boy,a children’s fight going down.

That day was the first time you held Izana’s hands.

……

“Mikey..Mikey…Mikey!” Izana walks around. “Why does he never stop talking about him?”

“I’m the one he is talking to! Shinichiro should be focus more on me!”

Izana recently came into contact with Shinichiro,his older brother and had been exchanging letter with him. Shinichiro was happy at first but then his older brother started mentioning his younger one,Mikey, a strong feeling rushed within him.

You watched Izana walk in circles, eyes burning with hatred towards this Mikey person. You let out a silent sigh as you then walk up as your hands reach out to grab his.

Izana stops talking as he looks at your hands wrapped around his for a brief second before he pulls away. This makes you heart drop as you look at Izana’s figure who was walking away from you.

…..

Izana was currently the person leading the 8th generation Black Dragons. A gang feared by most.

But just because the gang was powerful doesn’t mean everything went smoothly. Despite being a symbol of power,having authority to rule of other, there were times where Kurokawa Izana looked so vulnerable.

And today was such a day. The rain poured making rattling sounds on the umbrella you were holding. You looked down at Izana who was sitting in front of a tombstone which read Sano Family Grave.

This belong to Sano Shinichiro. Although Izana expressed hatred to Shinichiro at times there was no doubt on how much Izana actually adored him. The times they spent on their motorbikes, hair messed by the wind and laughter in the air was still a fond and fresh memory.

“Y/N.” Izana said,his eyes which were empty looked at the grave infornt of him. You hummed in reply as you proceeded to lean down to match his level while still holding the umbrella. The rain made it hard to hear what Izana was speaking.

“You’re not allowed to leave me like him.” Izana gestures,his eyes still not meeting yours. “You’re the only part of heaven I have left, a part which had been with me from the very start. You can’t leave me.”

You nod as you reach out your empty hand to hold Izana’s. His hand which was cold,maybe it was due to the weather, gave your hand a gentle squeeze as the both of you proceeded to stay there in silence.

…..

“Izana! Kakucho!” You huffed as you rushed into the field towards the two boys who were laying on their back,both incredibly here.

Kakucho sees you from the corner of his eyes,he speaks in a raspy tired voice. “Y/N?” His voice indicated that he was surprised.

“Why did you come here,Y/N?” Izana speaks as he turns to your voice. “It’s dangerous…I told you not to come here.”

His vision was not clear at all during the final moments of his life, how he wished he could see your face. But at the same time he wondered if he had to courage to see your tearful face.

“Izana…” Your voice cracked when you spoke,you bit your lower lips as you sucked in a breath. Your eyes continuously formed tears as they fell. “Please…please don’t leave me.”

Your hands tightened to a fist on the ground,collecting the sand unconsciously. “You told me to stay by your side!”

“Hey?”

Izana’s gentle yet weak voice makes you raise your head to look at him. Izana was facing the sky with his eyes closed,but his lips were made into a smile. And by his side his hand was raised,facing yours as if waiting for you to hold his hand.

You sniff as you reach out. Izana entangled your hand with his yet his grip was weak. Your hand was incredibly warm as compared to his. Izana let’s in a deep breath his smile never leaving his face. “Thankyou,my dear piece of heaven.”

That was the last time Kurokawa Izana held your hand.

[sylenth-l]

I hope it’s ok to ask, if no, just ignore it. Do you have a fav lore piece/flavor/quote about/with each of the hunter gang: Andal, Cayde, Shiro and Tevis? If so, which one? I know we all digged “The Man they called Cayde”, but maybe there’s a specific line or piece that you remembered the most?

MAN. SO MANY.

Of course my favorite one about The Gang is from "The Man they called Cayde", because it's like... the only lore book where they all are mentioned together... oh well.

Andal and I used to run with one heck of a crew. This was before he got himself roped into fireteaming up with the top brass. Oh, we were legendary.

The warmth and longing for the good ol' days with which Cayde always spoke about them gets me to the verge of tears every time.

But if we'll exlude that book, let's see...

For Cayde it's hard to choose, since there're A LOT. But I think I'll pick the one I quote all the time especially when our fireteam tries some GMs/dungeons/raids for the 1st time, his line from the Arms Dealer strike:

Plan-shman. Take the radioactive thing and put in explody place. There... there's your plan.

Sums up Cayde and his way of doing things pretty nicely in a couple of sentences, I think 😂

For Andal it's probably this quote from the Tall Tale ship lore:

I said, "Warned you? I was dead, then I floated here. All I've ever done in my entire life is barf into the Pacific Ocean."

It gave me a good laugh back when I read this entry in the game for the 1st time, not even knowing who the hell is Andal. I really like how its overall goofiness and light-heartedness adds up to what other people usually say about Andal and what a cool pro Hunter mentor he was.

For Shiro it's of course this quote from the Holdfast Mask. It got me so emotional I even drew an illustration for it.

There's a stone cairn outside the city; been there since Six Fronts. No one visits it, but once a year, I put a fresh lily on top. I hope it brings them peace.

It's not often we're allowed to see softer and more vulnerable side of Shiro, so moments like these always melt my heart. Also, tbh, I didn't expect something like that from him, but it was a nice surprise. Probably that's why I remembered it so well.

For Tevis it's also easy, this part of his monologue from the Graviton Forfeit helmet sends me each time I read it:

You know what I'd call "dark," in the sense of "grim," in the sense of "cosmically upsetting"? A universe full of weaponized puppets, enacting a genocidal war against the servants of a rival god.

Is this making you uncomfortable? I'm sorry. I'll be more evil. Boo. Grrr.

It's like the quintessence of Tevis, you can really tell what kind of the man he is reading just this one small piece imo.

AND in the end I'll add a bonus one for candal. Sure, everybody knows this absolutely heart-wrenching quote from "The Man they called Cayde" (which made me ship them almost single-handedly):

We both laughed.

Wow. I wish I could hear him laugh again.

Just once.

Funny how all the cool kids leave the party too soon.

BUT HOW ABOUT THIS PARALLEL

But Andal…? Playing nice was his forte.

Cayde was thinking about him on his deathbed, thanks Bungie, it's not like I haven't cried enough about them already, nuh-uh.

[meltingpotimagines]

Husband!Hawks

this mans

is not husband material

but!

for the right girl? he may be willing to play the part

listen, mans may not be a simp but he is cHARMING okay? he got potential

besides he’s lowkey a simp for the right girl but whatever

was very romantic when he proposed

managed to rent out an entire park perks of being the #2 hero

decked out a gazebo with fairy lights, candles, and rose petals

considered making a heart with the rose petals but decided just scattering them around would be classier and less cheesy

set up a picnic with a basket f u l l of food

sandwiches, cheese, fruit, desserts, the works

and ofc a bottle of champagne bc tonight you two would be celebrating

or so he hoped

you wouldn’t say no right?

i mean who could say no to that gorgeous face pHEW

pulled out the ring box right as you swallowed the last of the macaron you’d been nibbling on

his heart sped up as your eyes widened, a breathless ‘keigo’ escaping your lips

“i know you might not be ready, but the more i get to know you, the more i realize that i don’t want to live the rest of my life without you. you’re the girl of my dreams, and i never want to wake up. would you marry me?”

“are you s t u p i d? ofc i will!”

his grin has never been as bright as it was at that moment

slipped the ring onto your finger and immediately pulled you into his arms and took off into the air

slowed your assent as you two soared above the clouds and spun around, unable to contain his joy

gazed at your face with those golden eyes, taking in your beauty, before giving you the sweetest, most tender kiss you’ve ever felt

oh boy the wedding

when i tell you this was an e v e n t i mean anyone who was anyone wanted to go to this wedding

but only those that were close to the two of you were invited

haha suckerrrs

somehow got all might to officiate

who knew all might could officiate weddings? 

certainly neither of you

no one really knows how that decision came to be but i mean no one was complaining either so

he let you make all the decisions except for one

the flowers

he h a d to be involved in the flowers

he appreciates pretty flora and if the bouquets and floral arrangements at his wedding weren’t the prettiest possible he would n o t be satisfied

teared up as you walked down the aisle (which he will neither confirm nor deny)

not that he wasn’t lookin’ mighty fine too

just imagine: tan suit with a black button up and a gold tie, gold cufflinks with a ruby set in each

i know those are his costume colors but he looks good in them so y’all can fight me

dipped you for your first kiss as husband and wife to everyone’s amusement

best believe a few different cameras caught that

the timing of the wedding was planned out so the reception was held at night

semi-sheer white tents and custom black ten-feet tall candelabras

the soft glow from the candles combined with the moonlight made for the perfect dreamy vibe 

he managed to find a florist that could dye white roses black and cover them them with a thin layer of gold glitter

was it necessary? no

did it look good? heck yeah

the gold glitter shined beautifully against the black roses

tho

the way your eyes sparkled as you danced with him was far more captivating

you two had flown up into the sky to dance your first dance together

your silhouettes against the bright moon made for a perfect picture

the only reason you ended up coming down was because neither of you had eaten much that day and a guy’s gotta eat

he gonna need stamina later *winky face*

you cannot convince me the man wouldn’t insist on fried chicken

like a whole buffet table of different flavors

but i mean fried chicken is good so can’t blame him

everyone expected him to smear some cake on your face when he fed you that first piece

instead wiped off the frosting that got on your lips with his thumb and licked it off

your best friend caught t h a t one on camera and will never stop teasing you about how flustered you got

he kept up a great image of a polite host but on the inside he was ready to g o

it had been a long day and he was ready love on his wife

heh

wife

he likes the sound of that

peppers your face with kisses on the ride home

yeah yeah i know h o n e y m o o n but where y’all were goin’ was forever away and mans just wants to shower you with affection as soon as possible (esp considering he had to keep his hands off you all day since you two never had a moment alone)

scoops you up the second you’re out of the car and carries you over the threshold

gives you a soft kiss before putting you down

and that’s the last soft kiss you’re gonna get for the night lolllll

definitely the type to make you breakfast in the morning

also the type to cook in nothing but an apron and boxers but anyway

you better be up in time to see that sight bc if not, you’re getting breakfast in bed not that i’d complain

he’s not the best cook but mans can manage some bacon and eggs

plus some fresh fruit bc it makes it more visually appealing and less like he doesn’t really know how to cook

he set the tray on your lap and climbs back into bed, pulling you into his side so your head can rest on his chest as you two munch on breakfast

there’s something so soothing about the sound of his heartbeat

a soft little rhythm that nearly puts you back the sleep

didn’t help that he was unconsciously running his fingertips along your arm, drawing random squiggles and shapes

will tilt your head up by the chin every so often to give you a little peck on the lips

if you do fall asleep, he’ll just gaze at you softly while lightly tracing your features

still can’t process that you’re married

someone actually loved him enough to marry him

there was someone that didn’t just admire or use him bc of his quirk

didn’t give him attention purely bc he’s the number 2 hero

you saw all his flaws and shortcomings and insecurities and loved him regardless

if he’s dreaming, please don’t wake him up

you cleaning him wings for him is something he loves so much

it’s such an intimate task that makes him feel cared for

loved

how much time you take in cleaning them and how tenderly you handle each wing

it’s one of his favorite ways to spend time with you

it’s nice being taken care of for once, esp when he’s always taking care of others

absolutely loves taking you on night flights

will take you in his arms and just soar above the clouds

with the clouds below you and the stars above, it feels like you two are the only people that exist

definitely dances with you during some of those flights

wraps one arm more tightly around your waist and take your hand in his and just… slowly spins in the air

it doesn’t look like much but when you’re just looking into each other’s eyes, it feels like the most romantic and intimate moment you could ask for

your life is quite literally in his hands but you’ve never felt safer

even more so when you wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in the crook

his arms wound securely around your waist, the comforting smell of his scent, the kisses he presses to your temple every so often

it feels like home

likes startling/scaring you a lot

will sneak into the house after work just so he can tap on your shoulder from behind 

the gasp you let out as you freak out for half a second never fails to amuse him the jerk

will always make it up to you with long, deep kiss

if he gets home late after a long day he’ll just crawl into bed and pull you into his arms before burying his face into your hair

no talking, just breathes in your scent before he crashes

he sleeps really well like that, but, although he won’t admit it, he sleeps best when you hold him, his face buried in your chest

he feels warm and safe, like it’s okay to be vulnerable for once

absolutely flirts with you while at work

probably definitely sends you a few spicy pics or texts

it gives him such smug satisfaction knowing the affect he has on you when he’s not even physically there

picks up take-out when he knows your too tired to or would rather not cook

like to back hug you and wrap you up with his wings

9/10 times will bury his face in your neck and nuzzle

sometimes if he spots you while on patrol, he’ll fly over and flirt with you

“how you doin’, gorgeous? the name’s hawks. what’s a pretty lil’ thing like you doin’ in a neighborhood like this?”

sir, this is one of the safest areas in the city pLS-

but if you actually a r e in danger? oh boy

no one, and i mean no one, touches his girl

honestly i’d rather fight bakugo one on one than deal with keigo’s wrath

he’s one of the chillest people you will ever meet, but when he’s that mad? s c a r y

will keep a close watch on you for a while after that

asks you to always let him know where you’ll be and to text him when you get home

definitely considered installing a tracking app on your phones

he’ll calm down eventually, but for the moment he’s extremely anxious

although he certainly tried his best to hide it

he didn’t want to stress you out too, especially if you had any anxieties from it yourself

he was just afraid to lose you

he doesn’t know what he’d do without you

after all, you’re the most precious thing in the world to him and he loves you more than he could ever put into words

[sluttyminghao]

two is better than one | x.mh x k.mg

w.c: 5.7k request:  hi hi!! can i request gyuhao smut? where they compete who can make you cum first/faster/more🤯 hahaha i'll be patiently waiting for this. thank you!❤ genre: smut, fluff, angst if u squint pairing: minghao x female!reader x mingyu contains: threesome, multiple orgasms, fucking in both pussy and ass, face fucking, just a whole lot of Sin™ a/n: this is now officially my longest and most favourite fic to write! i love gyuhao so so much, thank u for the request!!

Growing up with Mingyu meant that there was always something fun going on in your life. Depending on the day, you would somehow end up at an amusement park, museum, some pop art café that had just opened, among many other things. Every day was exciting, and he made sure to spoil the heck out of you, since you were his best friend after all.

You and Mingyu grew closer every single day, and you knew every single aspect of each other’s lives, from favourite foods and colours, to your sex lives, no matter how dull or exciting they were. Mingyu was someone you knew you could trust with any piece of information, and him thinking likewise of you. Your bond grew stronger every single day and you were so thankful for him being by your side.

Until he had to tell you he had been accepted to study a few hours away at his dream university.

“You’re going where?” you choked on your water, eyes darting to his tall figure. He had grown a lot in the last few years, now towering over you and constantly teasing you for it. “I got accepted to that arts school a few hours away! The one I told you about remember?” he fiddled with his fingers, refusing to look you in the eye, since he knew exactly what emotions you were portraying. You sighed as tears welled up in your eyes, but refused to let them fall.

“I’m happy for you Gyu, you should go.” You uttered, trying to not let your somewhat composed stature cave so you wouldn’t end up bawling your eyes out in front of him. Sure, he had seen you cry on numerous occasions and all for different reasons, but you couldn’t stop him from trying to achieve his dreams. He had been banging on about this course for months, so you knew deep down in your heart that letting him go was the best option for you both. 

“Are you sure? I don’t really want to leave you alone here...” he trailed off, finally lifting his head and regretting the second he did, seeing how you were mere seconds from breaking down. He immediately stood up and wrapped you in a hug, the tears falling and landing on his shirt, darkening the fabric. “i-it’s fine” you sobbed, his own body betraying him at how broken you sounded, letting some of his own tears fall. 

He pulled away from you, your eyes bloodshot and puffy and tear tracks staining your face. His thumb darted out and swiped a fresh tear off your face, letting his hand just rest on your cheek. You subconsciously leaned into his touch, something you had both done since your early teen years. He knew it would hurt like a bitch leaving you behind, since he didn’t know anyone where he was going, but what did make him feel a little better is knowing that you could both come and visit each other.

“You need to go, this is what you’ve wanted to do since we were kids...I’m not going to stop you from following your dreams.” your voice cracked, before you sucked a breath in and sighed, looking into your best friends eyes. His eyes had been glazed over with emotion, which only made more tears well up in your eyes as he bent down to kiss your forehead, the touch sending fire sparking through your veins.

He didn’t know it, but when he left, he would also be taking a piece of your heart with him, and that’s the part that broke you the most.

“I’ll text you everyday okay? And we can set up a video chat every week to catch up!” he exclaimed, pulling you in for the biggest hug he could muster up. Today was the day he was leaving for his dream school, and to say you were emotional was an understatement. You had been in tears all morning, and not even a bear hug from your favourite person could make it better.

“Pinky p-promise?” you stuttered, holding out a shaky hand to him with an extended pinky. He chuckled but linked his pink with yours, kissing your hand lightly in the process. “I would never not be in contact with you silly, but I promise” now his voice was slightly shaky, pulling you in for one last hug before he turned around to get into his car. It was packed to the brim with his belongings, only just being able to squeeze himself in to the driver’s seat.

A beep from his car as he left the driveway indicated he was off, tears blurring your vision as you erratically waved as he drove down the street. Once his car was out of sight, you let the tears fall and a loud sob escape your lips. You felt so empty now that he was gone, you didn’t know what to do with yourself.

Trudging back inside, you flopped onto your bed and reached for your phone. It was only early, about 9am, but already you felt like taking a long nap and forgetting that this morning ever happened. You let the throes of sleep surround you as you snuggled deeper into your pillow, hoping that it would consume you whole.

You awoke with a start, your phone vibrating with an incoming call. Rubbing the sleep away from your eyes, you checked the caller’s identification and your heart leapt when you saw it was Mingyu. Sitting up quickly and shuffling up on your beds headboard, you hit the answer button, a wave of happiness rippling over you as you put the phone to your ear.

“Hey! I was just calling to let you know I made it!” he sounded excited, his emotions not easily being hid, even over the phone. You smiled widely at how excited he sounded, even though he couldn’t see you. “Did you make it there okay?” you piped up, voice sounding interested as he told you all about his trip up to the campus. “I saw a cute bird and took a photo of it for you! I know how much you like birds, so I’ll send you the photo once I get settled in” his words were quick, excitement evident in his voice.

“Have you found your room yet? Had a look around the campus” you asked out of curiosity, wondering if he had even unpacked any of his stuff yet. “I found my room, and I have a roommate! His name is Minghao and he’s from China!” his voice reverberated through the phone. “Wow he’s from China? He must be really interesting and have so many stories!” you quipped, a laugh coming from the other side of the phone.

“I haven’t actually met him yet, he doesn’t get here until tomorrow, but apparently he’s very attractive and interesting.” You could just envision him wiggling his eyebrows at you, and the thought sent you into a fit of giggles, him following suit. “Look...I have to go, but I’ll text you okay? I love you!” he stated, sending obnoxious kissing noises through the phone and making you laugh once again as you repeated his actions. “I love you too, Gyu. Have fun!” you replied, ignoring the pang in your heart as he hung up, more than likely going to explore the campus and take in some sights.

You rolled onto your side, tears threatening to flow over once more. By now it was late afternoon, the sun just beginning to kiss the horizon as hues of pink, red and gold painted the sky and replaced the blue. Sighing, you sat up and moved, knowing that wallowing in sadness would work for a while, but you couldn’t do it forever. 

It wasn’t going to be easy to adjust without Mingyu, but you knew that you would make it work. You were the best of friends after all, you would go to the most extreme lengths for each other and would do anything and everything. You opened up your laptop, bringing up the university that he was now attending, and letting a small smile pull onto your face, an idea forming in your mind.

A few months had now passed since Mingyu had left, and things were finally becoming easier for you. It was a hard process, but you had managed to work and do some overtime to being in some extra cash, and allowed you to go and visit Mingyu at his university. He didn’t know it yet however, because you had managed to keep it a secret throughout your constant texting and weekly video chats.

“You seem really excited! Anything you want to share?” Mingyu questioned as he slurped some ramen on the video chat one late Friday evening. Since he had left, he had dyed his hair from black to a light grey and was framing his face elegantly. You simply shook your head and refused to tell him, making him pout in response. “But we’re best friends! You aren't supposed to keep secrets from me!” he whined, taking another mouthful of ramen into his mouth and chewing slowly. “There’s no secrets!” you exclaimed, but you could tell he didn’t exactly believe you.

“I can’t believe you’re so far away.” he sighed dramatically, lifting his chopsticks up for effect. “You’re the one who moved away from me! And besides, we did always say we would come and visit each other, maybe you could come and visit or I could visit soon?” you questioned, his eyes brightening and nodding quickly in response to your question. “Sounds like a plan, now I do have to go, I have an early class in the morning” he grumbled, frown crossing his features.

You smiled as he logged off, blowing kisses in your direction as he waved at you. When the screen finally turned black, you sighed and ran your hand through your hair, pushing the strays out of your face. He had gotten so attractive since he had left, and you didn’t know how you would be able to keep your hands off him when you got to see him. You shut your laptop screen and turned in your bed, attempting to get some sleep before the next day arrived.

The closer the day got for you to go and see him, the more the excitement bubbled up inside of you and it was getting extremely hard for you to keep it a secret. He had asked you incessantly on why you had become so distracted, asking if you were keeping something from him. “I’m not keeping anything from you Mingyu! You’re my best friend remember?” you defended, wide smile tugging at your lips. He did not believe you for a second, but let it slide since he was just happy to be talking to you, even if you were so far away.

You had managed to get into contact with his roommate Minghao through the power of social media, and he turned out to be extremely nice and very reserved. He had helped you to plan the trip, and was adamant he’d be able to keep Mingyu out of their room for at least a few hours while you drove up to surprise him.

When the day finally arrived, you were all but bouncing off the walls in excitement at the thought of seeing your best friend in a mere few hours. You could just picture him now, eyes widening in surprise as he brought you into a hug, letting you know how much he missed you. Hurriedly packing some belongings into a bag and making sure you had everything, you ran out to your car and punched the destination into your GPS, letting it guide you to where your best friend now resided.

After a few long hours in the car, you finally arrived at the university, which was just as beautiful as Mingyu described it. Large oak tress were dotted everywhere, as well as lots of park benches and an overly large, old building. You guessed that’s where all the classes were held. Upon further examination, you noticed that there was another equally large, but slightly newer-looking building adjacent to the other, guessing it was where students stayed on campus.

You shot Minghao a quick text, letting him know that you had arrived on campus and he sent back a thumbs up emoji, as well as where you could find the key to get into their room. Quick steps and a five minute walk later you were standing outside their room, the key in your right palm. Nerves suddenly took over your system, wondering if he would even want to see you or if he had found a new best friend. Shaking the horrid thoughts away, you shakily pushed the lock into the door, opening it slowly and stepping in, before shutting the door behind you.

When you looked around the room, you could tell exactly where each man slept. Mingyu’s side of the room was slightly askew; books half on the shelf and half eaten food on his table. What you assumed to be Minghao’s side of the room was neat and tidy, only a stray book lay on his bed and was propped open upside down. 

You took a seat on Mingyu’s bed and sent Minghao another text, letting him know you were inside and he shot one back almost immediately, another thumbs up and telling you that they were about five minutes away. A grin spread across your face, excitement once more growing inside of you as you sat perched on his bed, heart pounding at what felt like a million miles a minute.

It felt like forever until you heard a key being turned in the door, alongside Mingyu talking excitedly about some film he had watched recently. You stood up and waited, watching as his tall form bounded through the door and came to a halt, eyes widening upon seeing you while Minghao stood behind, large grin on his face.

“Y/N? Is that really you?” he questioned, eyes sparkling with tears of happiness. You could only nod back, before all the breath was knocked out of you when he ran to you and hugged you, picking you up and swinging you around in his grip. “I can’t believe you’re here.” he choked, pecking your forehead and wrapping you in his embrace. “Minghao helped me to plan it” you commented, Minghao shrugging off your remark and moving to put some bags down on the table. “It was no biggie really, I just had to make sure he didn’t ruin the plan and want to come back early” he laughed, Mingyu pretending to be shocked at his statement.

A few hours had passed since you had been with Mingyu and Minghao and you could not be happier. You had spent a majority of the time listening to Mingyu and Minghao chat about their degrees and their time at the university, and they both seemed very happy and able to enjoy themselves despite their workloads. They asked you about your life since Mingyu left, and there really wasn’t much you could say since all you had done was work and stay home.

The sun had begun it’s descent, the sky dotted with dark clouds of impending rain. Minghao walked over to the bags he had put down earlier and pulled out some takeaway containers, as well as some bottles of alcohol. “Mingyu said this was your favourite drink so...we got some for you” he held the bottle out to you, crinkling his nose in the process after getting a whiff of the sweet drink. You smiled in thanks, cracking the lid open and taking a swig. The drink made your insides feel warm and fuzzy, and a little more relaxed than before.

You ate and drank with the boys, conversing on various topics that ranged from areas of study to what you did in your childhood, and after a few more drinks, your sex lives. “How many people have you had sex with Mingyu?” Minghao slurred, taking another swig from his alcohol. The man in question’s eyes widened, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “I- uh...I haven’t had sex with anyone...” he whispered shyly, hiding his head behind your shoulder as you laughed, patting his head out of pity. 

“Really? I thought you two would’ve had sex at least once before he left, seeing as you’re so close and all” Minghao stated, another swig of his alcohol being downed by him. Now you were both spluttering and red-cheeked, not knowing what to say in response. Mingyu was the first to speak up, finally having air forced back into his lungs before he spoke. “She’s my best friend...” was his only response, making Minghao roll his eyes as he got up and sat next to you on the bed.

“You can be honest, I know you want to fuck her, I can see it in your eyes. And i’ll admit, I also want to fuck her. I haven’t known her as long as you have but I know she’s damn attractive and I could definitely make her cum” he retorted in response to Mingyu, your cheeks reddening even more as Mingyu kept his eyes downcast, fiddling with his hands like he had when he told you he was moving. 

“I bet I could make her cum harder than you could” Minghao smirked, a hand landing on your knee and squeezing lightly. The touch sent your body aflame, Mingyu looking at his hand before raising his head up, placing one of his own hands higher up on your thigh, and making you suck in a breath. “I’ve known her my whole life, I think I know what turns her on and what doesn’t, and I can easily make her cum harder for me than she would for you.” he replied with a snarky look, eyes clouded with lust.

Your mind was fogged with so many emotions, which only got worse as Mingyu pressed his lips against your neck and suckled softly, your head lolling to the side to provide him with more access. Minghao watched carefully, his pants feeling tighter and tighter with every sigh and whimper you let out. Testing the waters carefully, he leaned in and he too, began kissing up and down your neck lightly, sucking on a spot between your neck and collarbone, resulting in a loud whine from you.

They both pulled off your neck in surprise, your cheeks now flaming once more as they simultaneously looked at each other, then back at you before they began tugging your clothes off. It had been warm so there wasn’t a lot to take off, but they were both in awe of your body when you were only left in your bra and panties. Shyly, you moved to cover your breasts with your hands, but you were stopped by Minghao, who gripped your wrists with his hands and lowered them, moving his head so he could pepper the swell of your breasts with kisses.

Your body felt like it was on fire with every delicate touch they made on your body, and there was no doubt about the arousal seeping into your panties and making them stick to you like a second skin, which excited Mingyu terribly when he let his fingers rest on the soaked cloth. “Fuck... you’re so soaked already sweetheart, and we’ve hardly even started.” His voice had dropped significantly and made more arousal pool in your panties, and you knew that he would take care of you, no matter what the situation was.

Feeling quite naked in comparison to the two men beside you, you pulled away from their grips while they gave you questioning looks. “Strip.” you commanded, them both complying quickly with your tone of voice. Their clothes were strewn everywhere across the room, but they couldn’t care less in that moment. They stripped right down to their boxers, where you noticed they were both hard and straining, their cocks outlined against the fabric. You licked your lips and moved towards them, hands extending out until they were touching the fabric, both of them rolling their heads back at the touch.

Pulling their briefs down, you let their cocks spring free, gulping at the sight. They both varied in length and thickness, but you knew that you would be in for a long night with them, which excited you even more. “It’s your turn to strip for us” Mingyu spoke roughly, his hand pushing one of your bra straps down your shoulder. Minghao hummed in agreement, both men leaving to sit on the bed and hold their cocks in their hands.

You stood in front of them, taking your time to remove your bra and panties. The straps came down from your bra first, before you slowly removed the cups from your breasts. As you let the bra drop to the floor, a loud moan from Minghao filled the air, and you looked up at him, hands moving slowly on his cock and his Adams apple bobbing up and down at the sight of you. “Keep going.” he rasped, not taking his eyes off of your form. Mingyu was in the exact same position, watching you with lust filled eyes.

Your underwear were next to come off, and you made a show of wiggling them off your hips as slowly as possible to tease them just a little bit more, which drove them absolutely crazy. When the underwear was finally off and kicked to the side, they were both beside you and had their hands all over your body, letting their hands wander and wrap around you. They guided you back to the bed, where you were placed near the headboard, and Minghao went between your thighs, and Mingyu rested on his knees beside your head.

“Open up for me sweetheart” Mingyu lilted, his cock in his hand as he guided it towards your mouth. You greedily accepted it, the tip of his cock pressed into your mouth and letting your tongue swirl around it lightly, light moans tumbling from Mingyu’s lips. “Fuck...your mouth feels amazing” he groaned, wrapping one of his hands in your hair and tugging at the roots, while the other hand snaked down your chest and began teasing your nipples.

You grew to learn that Minghao like to tease. He had been peppering kisses all over your thighs for at least five minutes before you whined around Mingyu’s thick cock, indicating that you wanted him elsewhere. He only chuckled in response, before finally pressing a kiss to your swollen clit and making a surprised moan reverberate around Mingyu. 

He also showed no mercy; once he was finally where you wanted him, he did not stop. His tongue was flat against your clit and running over and over the swollen bud constantly, your back arching from the immense pleasure. He traced patterns into the bud as well, moans from you being caught in your throat as Mingyu forced himself to go deeper into your throat, resulting in you choking and tears welling up in your eyes.

“You’re doing so well for us sweetheart, I’d love to see you cum all over Minghao’s tongue” Mingyu moaned out, his cock twitching in your mouth as you bobbed up and down continuously, his head thrown back in pleasure. Minghao sped up his pace on your swollen pussy, his hands holding your thighs apart so that you couldn’t move and he could make sure you take all the pleasure from your orgasm instead of shying away. It was so close, you could almost taste it. 

You were thrown over the edge of your orgasm when Minghao began pumping two fingers inside your entrance, while letting his tongue dance over your clit. Mingyu’s cock was pulled out of your mouth while you orgasmed, your back arching and toes curling in pleasure as he lapped up your release, bringing you down from your high. Your breath was heavy as you began to regain your composure, Mingyu brushing hair out of your face as he continued pumping his cock at a leisurely pace. 

“You taste really good” Minghao hummed, looking you directly in the eye as he licked your juices off his fingers, before leaning in to kiss you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. You were still shaking from the sheer force of your orgasm, but you weren’t done just yet. Mingyu moved to situate himself between your legs, kissing each thigh as he did so. Minghao moved to replace where Mingyu had been sitting, but he had other plans.

“Hold your hands up.” He spoke hoarsely, dark eyes roaming your body. You gulped and did as he asked, before one of his hands moved to grip your wrists, and the other stayed pumping his cock. You tried moving your wrists away from his grip but to no avail, he had iron strength and you could hardly even lift a finger, so all you could do was lay there helplessly while you let the men pleasure you. Mingyu smirked at your new position, running his hands up and down your thighs comfortingly.

“You look so pretty like this sweetheart, maybe I should have fucked you before I left.” His voice and comment sent shivers down your spine, before it was replaced with an intense heat from Mingyu diving in and sucking on your clit, your back arching once again in response. “Mingyu! F-fuck!” you cried out, his tongue rapidly moving over every inch of your pussy and letting stars dot your vision. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Minghao leaned down and took one of your nipples in between his teeth, biting on it gently. “M-minghao~” you moaned out, his grip only tightening on your wrists with the way you said his name.

Your second orgasm came hurtling towards you and you were sent flying over the edge when Mingyu decided to try something different and began tongue fucking your pussy, his tongue darting in and out in quick succession and making your vision turn white this time. Your whole body was shaking as you came all over his tongue, a loud moan of his name escaping your lips as you slumped back on the bed, trying to recover from your second orgasm for the night.

Both of the boys watched you carefully, letting you relax a little. Your chest was still heaving rapidly, and legs still shaking from the immense sensations of both of their tongues on you. “Are you ready for once last round sweetheart?” Mingyu spoke softly, his hand brushing over your heated skin. You nodded, not even having enough energy to open your eyes, yet your body wanted more, craved more. You couldn’t get enough of them and your body began warming up once more at the thought of them pleasuring you.

“Sit up for us sweetheart” Minghao cooed, gently guiding your tired upper body up so that he could sit behind you, while Mingyu placed himself in front of you, taking in how gorgeous you looked in the dimming light of the bedroom. He leaned in and kissed you sweetly, his lips melding with yours in such a way that had you leaning into him and craving his touch more and more.

“Are you ready?” Mingyu asked, pulling away from your kiss-swollen lips. You pouted but nodded, raising your arms and wrapping them around Mingyu’s neck, while Minghao smoothed his hand over your ass, fingers dancing all over your back. “Can I fuck your ass?” Minghao warm breath fanned over your ear, his fingers dancing around the puckered entrance. You sucked in a breath at the thought, and nodded without hesitation, a small ‘yes’ leaving your lips as well as he smiled against your skin.

Mingyu was stroking his cock and watching you and Minghao carefully, watching how you reacted to his touch and his fingers fleeting over your skin. He figured he would wait for Minghao to prep you before he begun pleasuring you, so he sat back and observed, watching how your face contorted and moved. 

Minghao was busy getting your ass prepped for his cock, working his fingers inside of you and loving how you clenched around his fingers, and small whimpers tumbling from your lips the more he worked you up. He left small kisses against the blades of your shoulder, trying to relax you as much as he could before he stretched you out even further.

“I-I think I’m ready” you announced, both men stopping what they were doing and looking at you, eyes filled with lust. “Are you sure?” Mingyu spoke, moving closer towards you, sincerity in his eyes. You merely nodded before crashing your lips against his, moans being muffled as Minghao lined himself up with your entrance, cock prodding against it.

As Minghao pushed himself in, you winced, tears threatening to spill over. Mingyu kissed all over your face to try and distract you, while Minghao pushed in as slowly as possible, hands running all over the expanse of your back in attempt to calm you down as well. It was painful, you admit, but the two boys who were working you through it made it bearable, and only made you more aroused than before.

When Minghao’s cock finally reached the hilt inside of you, he moaned lowly and stopped, letting himself take it all in and letting Mingyu get himself prepared for you as well. He slowly leaned in and pushed his cock to the tip of your pussy, rubbing his cock through your slick folds. You whined at the contact, leaning towards him and he only chuckled, kissing your lips quickly. “Patience sweetheart, we’ll get there” he uttered, beginning to push the head of his cock inside of you.

It was a whole new experience for you to have not one, but two cocks inside of you. The stretch felt so pleasurable, yet a little painful, and resulted in a loud whine leaving your lips as Mingyu finally bottomed out in your pussy, his hands flying up to your hips to have some kind of stability. “You feel so good...and tight” Mingyu hissed, head leaning on your shoulder and gyrating his hips against yours.

“Just let us know when you’re ready okay?” Minghao spoke quietly, grinding himself against your ass and letting his hands explore every inch and crevice of your body. You nodded, letting them know that you were ready and they both tensed up, preparing themselves to fuck you and throw you into one last orgasm.

They both moved out and thrusted in at the same time, the wind being knocked out of your lungs as they did so. Your mouth opened in a silent scream at the pleasure being spread throughout your body, it being a feeling you wanted to hold onto for a long time. Both of the boys began thrusting in time with each other, starting off slow to adjust but gradually building up their pace, chasing their own orgasms in the process.

“You-you’re so tight” Minghao spoke through gritted teeth, one of his hands falling down and smacking your ass lightly, a yelp leaving your lips at the unexpected contact. Mingyu hissed, feeling how your pussy clenched around him when Minghao slapped you and hoping he’d do it again so that he could feel your walls hugging his cock snugly. 

Their thrusts began to pick up pace once more, becoming sporadic and sloppy as they neared their orgasms. Bravely, you began bouncing up and down on their cock simultaneously, surprised moans escaping both of them and letting you take over, need filling your system as you bounced even harder and faster. “S-so g-good” you mumbled, a bit of drool falling from your mouth and landing on your chest, Mingyu groaning at the sight before holding your hips and thrusting as hard and fast as he could into you, screams now leaving your mouth as he fucked you into oblivion. 

Minghao followed suit, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as the knot threatened to snap in his abdomen. His groans were loud in your ear, spurring you on to chase your own orgasm. You snaked a shaky hand down towards your clit, giving you the extra motive you need to hurtle into your third orgasm, your body uncontrollably shaking and garbled moans of both the boy’s names leaving your lips as your orgasm dragged out, your body clenching around the boy’s cocks.

Mingyu came first out of the boys, his cock being milked by your still clenching walls as he came with a loud groan and pushing his lips against yours, riding out his high as his cum painted your walls. Minghao followed soon after, gripping your hips tight enough to leave marks as he came inside of your ass, a mumble leaving his lips that vaguely sounded like your name.

The three of you collapsed onto the bed, body parts intertwined and you couldn’t tell who’s legs were who’s. Your breathing was heavy as you leaned against Minghao’s chest, Mingyu tracing patterns on your leg with his fingers. “That was amazing” you breathed, both boys smiling at you and giving you kisses everywhere.

“Well, now that we’ve all fucked, we have to ask, who actually did make you cum harder?” Mingyu inquired, Minghao sitting up as if leaning in would make your answer any clearer. You gulped, forgetting about their whole little argument they had had before this happened. You simply shrugged your shoulders, flopping back against Minghao’s lean chest and closing your eyes. 

“You were both equally as good as each other, I came just as hard both times. Two is better than one, it seems” you commented, a smirk painting over your face as you peeked your eyes open, both boys looking at you with gaping mouths. “Maybe we can try again sometime.” you suggested, both boys looking at each other before looking back at you.

“We have time now, we are going to determine this once and for all.”

[hispipsqueak]

A Workplace Affair

Kei Tsukishima x F!Reader - NSFW

Summary: As the new tour guide at the Sendai Museum and presenter of their space exhibit, you have to work closely with the head of the dinosaur exhibit. Can you and Tsukishima learn to put aside your differences or are you going to have to work things out a different way?

Word Count: 3781

A/N: AHHHH. I put my soul into this piece I swear. As you know, Tsukishima is the absolute love of my life and I actually based this piece on this lovely commission from @/novaasoph on Instagram! I spent so long looking up dinosaur facts and the dress in the picture and story is actually a dress I own. Yes this is EXTREMELY self-indulgent, but I tried to make it as inclusive as possible because WE ALL NEED TO BE RAILED BY TSUKISHIMA IN A CLOSET OKAY?? As always likes and reblogs are hella appreciated 💕

TW: unprotected sex, enemies to lovers, slight public sex, oral sex (m receiving), workplace sex, my simping for Kei is v apparent

Here you were, a fresh-faced college graduate. After years of grueling nights spent studying and pulling all nighters to reach your goals, you had finally landed the job of your dreams working for the Sendai museum. The museum had hired you for their new Space exhibit and you would be one of their lead tour guides. The man who hired you, your new boss technically, had been desperate. The museum was preparing for an onslaught of tours now that the space exhibit was open. As Mr. Hashimoto excitedly explained, “Kids love space and dinosaurs and we finally got them both! Now we just need a good tour guide!” Mr. Hashimoto was an older grandfatherly type man, with large glasses, and a bushy grey mustache. Immediately you felt comfortable and warm from his friendliness.

He led you through a short tour of the museum, finally stopping at the last and largest exhibit, a cheery green sign declaring it the “Dinosaur Zone!”. You were in awe over the large T.Rex skeleton in the center of the room. 

“It’s beautiful!” You excitedly turned to Mr. Hashimoto.

He smiled at you, his eyes crinkling. 

“It really is, isn’t it? One of our prized displays. And of course, here comes the man of the hour.” He gestured toward a tall man walking towards the two of you.

The man was tall, at least 6 feet. His hair was blonde with a slight curl near his ears. He wore black half-rim glasses and his eyes were a bright golden hue. You could tell through his suit he was toned and muscular. His white button up was fitted very well against his broad chest and you felt your body heat up. Whoever this man of the hour was, he was HOT.

And the hot guy was staring at you, clearly annoyed.

“Miss Y/N, this is Mr. Kei Tsukishima, the “Dino Man”, if you will. He used to run the tours on this end, and now works more on the exhibit handling. If you need to know anything about this area, he will be your go-to!” Mr. Hashimoto chuckled. 

You extended your hand happily and after a beat, Tsukishima shook your hand. His hand engulfed yours in size and you felt a shiver run down your spine.

“Since you are new here, Tsukishima will be assisting you on running the tours, at least in this area. You two will be spending a lot of time together, so I suggest getting to know each other well!” He clapped you both on the shoulder and walked away. You saw Tsukishima stiffen and you were slightly disappointed when he began heading back toward his office, leaving you alone.

“Um, Tsukishima!” You called out, your voice echoing in the empty room. The blonde turned back, an eyebrow raised. You waited for him to respond but when he was silent, you spoke again.

“Uh...I look forward to working with you!” You smiled. He stared at you blankly and gave the briefest nod, before turning back around and walking away.

Well...that was...terrible.

Feeling dejected, you headed back to grab your bag and head home. You heard a door close in the distance. What you didn’t see was Kei with his back pressed against it, face red with a blush.

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“As you can see here, these guys were pretty ferocious. I mean look at how big they were!” You stretched your arms out exaggeratedly, earning a loud laugh from the children you were currently leading on a tour. A few of the kids also started stretching their arms, growling at each other and laughing. You smiled, before hearing Tsukishima clear his throat.

“Well...ferocious if you were a tree. That’s an Aralosaurus. They were herbivores. Meaning they only ate plants.” Tsukishima gave you a pointed look, the ghost of a smirk dancing on his lips. You could feel your face heat up and turned around to face the children.

“Either way, it’s a pretty scary guy, I think!” You said smiling at the kids. You were determined to not lose your cool in front of the group you were leading. 

“Actually, they were pretty docile creatures. They used this bulge to blow air out and scare predators away, but they weren’t a ‘scary guy’ as you so eloquently put it”. Tsukishima interjected.

You could feel your eyes about to roll back into your skull and you forced your smile to remain cheerful. 

“Thank you so much for the information, Mr. Tsukishima. Or as we call him around here, Dino Boy!” You gave a fake laugh, feeling satisfied at the little crease appearing between his eyebrows as he gritted his teeth. You directed the children to the interactive sandbox where they could dig for plastic fossils. As the kids excitedly grabbed their buckets and shovels, you took a much needed mental break. Your exhibit was last, as the kids needed to burn out their excitement before the planetarium show and the dino exhibit usually tuckered them out well enough.

Lost in thought, you didn’t hear Tsukishima walk toward you. He stopped right next to you, his shoulder practically touching yours.

“Dino boy, really? That’s what we are going with today?” he muttered as the two of you watched the kids dig in the sandbox. You smirked and turned to face him.

“At least I don’t spend all day correcting people.” 

“Well if you actually researched anything for your job instead of acting like a child, I wouldn’t have to correct you.” He looked at you with a withering stare. You felt yourself crumble inside. Tsukishima’s gaze could kill a man, but fuck if you weren’t going down without a fight.

The two of you held similar arguments every day. Whether it was an incorrect fact, going down the wrong “order” of displays, heck even the way you wore your badge, Tsukishima was there with a snide comment and you were sick of it.

“So I don’t know every little thing to know about dinosaurs. There are better ways to correct people you know!” You let out a short huff, before turning your head to walk back to the group. You could feel his gaze on you and you held your head high as you led the children to the space exhibit. As you began to talk about the galaxies, out of the corner of your eye you saw Tsukishima walk into the room and find a seat near the back.

Curious, as he usually didn’t interact with you outside of annoying corrections in the dinosaur exhibit. You chose to ignore him and kept talking, getting more excited as you explained the Milky Way galaxy and described the show you would put on for the tour group. You started the exhibit and sat down in your usual seat, which happened to be next to Tsukishima. 

As the lights dimmed and the stars began to display on the arched ceiling, you could feel how close you actually were to Tsukishima. Your arms were nearly touching and you became very aware of how your heartbeat began to race. You attempted to focus on the program, as the built in narrator discussed the difference between the planets. You turned to sneak a look at the man next to you and found him already looking back at you. Your breath caught in your throat. His expression was unreadable but he didn’t look angry. His honey colored eyes were fixated on you and you felt your body tremble.

Before you could process what any of this meant, the narration stopped and you jumped up. 

“As the video discussed, the planets fall into multiple categories! The cool thing about that is that even though we perceive them as something solid and perfectly round similar to basketballs, some of them are gas giants...”

You continued on, feeling only slightly disappointed as you watched Tsukishima sneak back out the door.

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“Are you kidding me, Tsukishima?” you shouted. You were standing in the break room, hands on your hips. He was standing in front of you a white mug in his hand, with his eyebrow raised.

“What are you even talking about?” He looked almost bored with the whole interaction as he poured coffee into his cup.

“Somehow all of my mugs are on the tallest shelf. The shelf only YOU can reach.” You glared at him.

He placed his mug down on the countertop and turned to you, lazily.

“Why on earth would I do that?” His eyes narrowed and a smirk crossed his face. 

You crossed your arms. 

“I don’t know, because you are just a giant bully?” Your eyes lowered and before he could react you grabbed his cup of coffee and stalked off. 

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“What is the matter with you?!” Tsukishima yelled from his office, his voice echoing in the empty exhibit hall. The next tour wasn’t for a couple of hours.

You gently placed the box of files you were carrying on the cart in front of you. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t follow?” You looked up at him with false innocence in your eyes. 

“Why are all my pens now pink sparkle gel pens???!” He shouted at you, a fluffy topped pink pen in his hand.

Your eyes widened in mock surprise. 

“Now Tsukki, why on Earth would I do that?” You turned to push the cart and ran right into Mr. Hashimoto, who cleared his throat, smiling at the two of you.

“Now I am always one for inter-office tomfoolery, but the two of you are going a little overboard. So unless morale improves around here, I may have to take drastic action.” He kept the smile on his face but there was a warning look in his eyes. You both gulped. 

“Sorry, Mr. Hashimoto. This will never happen again.” Tsukishima was the first to speak. You bowed your head in agreement and Hashimoto, satisfied with your responses, walked away. You turned to walk away back to your cart before Tsukishima grabbed you by the wrist, and dragged you into a tiny storage room.

“Look, I know you despise me but I am not going to lose my job to some little girl in a stupid dress.” He hissed at you.

You looked down at your dress. It was dark blue with galaxies and planets patterned all over, quite fitting for your job actually. 

“Shut up, dino boy. My dress isn’t stupid! And I am not going to lose my job to some mean schoolyard bully.” You raised your hand to flick his forehead, and he grabbed your wrist, pushing you against the wall.

“You need to learn some manners, little girl.” His voice dropped to a dangerously low whisper, and the two of you glared at each other. He was so close to you, his chest nearly touching yours and you felt your blush creep up as his brilliant eyes pierced into you.

You felt the heat pool between your legs and you squeezed your thighs together. The shadow of a smile passed over his face.

“Don’t tell me you’re turned on right now.” He said, letting out a soft mocking laugh. You gritted your teeth.

“Of course not, asshole. You’re the one who dragged me into a closet and are now pressing yourself against me, perv.” You spat back.

The sound of voices interrupted your argument and Tsukishima quickly clapped a hand over your mouth. The two of you being caught in this position regardless of the reason would be a terrible look for both of you. Your eyes widened and you held your breath until the voices outside the door faded away.

He slowly pulled his hand away and the two of you looked at each other. Before either of you could think, his lips were against yours, pressing you into the wall of the storage room.

His hand cupped your face as he deepened the kiss and you fell back, letting him take charge. He tasted like peppermint tea and citrus and you felt dizzy from the overwhelming sensations. You wrapped your arms around him, running your fingers through the curly hair behind his ears, gently tugging to pull him closer towards you. 

He let out a low groan into your mouth, and you nibbled on his lower lip. He had one hand tangled in your hair and the other was making its way down your body, pulling down the strap of your dress. His kisses moved lower, soft lips pressing down your neck. He sucked a mark into your skin, grazing his teeth over the spot before soothing it with his tongue. You closed your eyes, arching your back away from the wall.

“Fuck...you know how long I’ve wanted to do this?” He whispered into your skin, before kissing your collarbone. Your skin intoxicated him and he needed more of you in every way.

You breathed out a sigh, “Could have fooled me.”

He pressed his forehead to yours, gazing into your eyes.

“You’re annoying, childish, ridiculous, absolutely over-the-top stubborn. And fucking gorgeous. You don’t know shit about dinosaurs, and yet you can make dead stars seem like the most interesting thing in the universe. You captivate the room when you walk through the door and I’ve been in love with you since the day we met.”

This time it was you who kissed him, your tongues exploring each other's mouths. His hand slipped under your lab coat and tugged slightly on the zipper of your dress, waiting for confirmation. You moaned into his mouth and he dragged the zipper down slowly, his fingertips brushing your spine. You slid your hand to his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. You could feel the muscles and ran your fingers over his abs, chiseled from years of athleticism.

He shrugged off his jacket and loosened his tie, as you let your dress pool to the floor. His eyes roamed your body, wanting to claim every inch of it as his. You were ethereal and Tsukishima had the urge to worship all of you. 

You looked up at him, eyes shining brightly even in the dimly lit room.  He placed a finger under your chin, tilting your face up to his.

“Stunning.”

You giggled, and pressed a kiss to his neck, leaving a mark from your lipstick. He leaned back against the wall as you kissed down his chest, leaving a trail of cherry red over his porcelain skin. Soon you were on your knees, running your fingers over his soft happy trail before undoing his belt. Slowly, you slid down his slacks, noticing the dark stain of precum on his navy boxers. You pressed a kiss on each side of his abs, in the indentations of his V line. You ran your nails over the head of his erection, teasing him. He let out a soft hiss and you grinned. Perhaps another time, you would have spent all day teasing him, his whimpers like music to your ears.

But today, you were in a time crunch.

Using two fingers, you tugged down the elastic waistband of his boxers, freeing his cock.

It was beautiful, just like the man it belonged to. Long and slender, with the prettiest pink tip, dotted with a slick bead of precome. 

You gave kitten licks to the tip, savoring his taste. Tsukishima threw his head back biting his lip. He needed more of your mouth and you were oh so happy to please.

Taking his length in your mouth, you deepthroated him, pressing your nose to the base, and felt the soft curly blond hairs tickle your skin.

Tsukishima's eyes rolled back as you began to suck him down, your throat clenching around his cock. His hands gripped your hair almost painfully, though it only added to your excitement.

You bobbed on his cock, pulling it nearly all the way out of your warm mouth before forcing it back down your throat. Swirling your tongue around the head with each thrust. You looked up at him, your eyes brimming with tears.

"Fuck you look so beautiful wrapped around my cock like that. I just wanna ruin you, pretty girl."

He started face-fucking you, slowly at first but when he felt no resistance from you, he began to speed up. His fingers grasped your hair, forcing his cock deeper down your throat with each thrust. Your tears fell freely now and you could see red smears of your lipstick decorating his shaft.

You moaned around him, your face wet with spit and tears and you could only imagine how wrecked you looked. Tsukishima let out a string of curses under his breath, jerking his hips upward to meet your mouth.

"Shit, fuck, just like that, baby. Fuck yes just like that…fuck gonna cum, gonna cum…" His eyes were screwed shut and you could see the blush enveloping his face, small drops of sweat running down. You forced yourself to take him as deep as possible, gagging on his cock.

With a loud moan, Tsukishima exploded inside your mouth. You could feel the hot ropes of cum sliding down your throat and you whimpered as you swallowed all of him down. 

You finally released him from your lips, strings of saliva connecting you to his cock. He pulled you up, pressing a kiss to you. 

"Fuck that was incredible." He whispered, wiping the smeared mess off your face. You felt something poking your thigh and realized he was still hard.

He looked at you and chuckled.

"Yeah turns out being an athlete gives you stamina." he said teasingly before pushing you up against the wall. “Don’t tell me you think I’m done with you yet.”

His fingers slid down your body, roughly tugging down your bra. He buried his face in your chest, biting and sucking on your tits, grazing over the hardened buds with his teeth. While he busied his mouth, his hands continued down, circling the wetness on your panties.

“You want this, pretty girl? You this wet for me?”  he whispered, before easing a finger into your soaking hole. You threw your head back. His fingers were long and slender and hit the deepest parts of you. He began to roll his thumb over your clit softly, listening to your quiet moans. He pressed another finger inside you, fucking you on them in preparation for his cock. Your arousal dripped down his wrist and his mouth watered thinking of your taste. Soon, he wanted to bury himself between your thighs, making you cream on his tongue over and over. But that would have to wait.

“Fuck...Tsukishima...I need, I need your cock. Please, please, please.” you panted, almost like a prayer.

“Say my name, pretty girl. Tell me who’s cock you need. Do that for me baby.” He grinned, working a third finger into you.

“Fuck...Kei...please, please Kei. Fuck me. Need your cock, Kei.” You pleaded, your body ablaze with your imminent high.

“Such a good girl.” He smirked, before pulling his fingers out abruptly. You whined as you clenched around nothing, but not for long as he pressed his cock to your entrance.

“Look at me.” He demanded. You looked up at him. Your hair and makeup were ruined, your eyes lidded with desire. Your lips were puffy and parted, whimpers of his name falling from your lips like a mantra as you begged for him. You were so goddamn beautiful.

He gripped your thighs, spreading you open, and slammed himself inside you. You swore you could feel the walls behind you shake. He pistoned his cock in and out of you, each thrust hitting deeper spots. You felt like you were breaking in half and coming together at the same time. 

“Fuck Kei!!! Feels so fucking good.” You cried into his neck. You could taste the sweat on his skin as he gave all of himself to you.

“So tight, pretty girl. So fucking tight. God you’re so fucking perfect.” He panted into your hair, as he dug his fingertips into your plush thighs. 

Your eyes rolled back, stars dancing in your vision. Your cunt clamped down around him, squeezing around his cock tightly. His balls slapped against your ass as he buried himself deeper and deeper into you. You were rapidly approaching your climax, each thrust taking you higher and higher.

Kei bit down on your shoulder, his movements sloppier as he neared his own release. You could feel his body tense, his shoulder muscles flexing under your fingers. 

“Cum with me, please y/n. Please pretty girl, cum with me.” He groaned into your ear, and his voice sent you over the edge.

“Oh god, fuck….Kei!” You screamed, and he quickly swallowed your shouts with a kiss. You could feel his cock twitch inside you, unloading streams of cum as your pussy milked every last drop from him. Your combined juices coated the tops of your thighs and you held each other for dear life, both of you gasping for air.

Your legs threatened to give out underneath you and he held you closer, pressing soft kisses to your hair, whispering inaudible words of praise. Your body melted in his touch and the two of you stood there for what felt like hours, but must have only been minutes.

Your phone chimed from the pocket of your labcoat, drawing the both of you from your post-coital haze.

“Shit, tour in twenty minutes.” The two of you scrambled to get dressed and you checked your face in your phone camera.

“Fuck I can’t give a tour looking like this!” You panicked, wiping furiously at your face. Tsukishima laughed, before producing a box of tissues from a shelf behind you. 

“I’ll grab some water, though I must say it’s a damn shame since you look so beautifully fucked out.” He teased, before adjusting his tie and walking out. He returned quickly with a water bottle  and you attempted to make yourself somewhat presentable, to his sarcastic yet sweet commentary.

As the two of you prepared to leave the room, he glanced down at you. 

“So, dinner tonight?”

You grinned. 

“Sure Dino Boy.”

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Bonus:

The two of you left the room as nonchalantly as possible, though still a little disheveled from dressing in a dark closet. A booming voice rang out.

“There you two are! Your tour is just about to start, Y/N!” Mr. Hashimoto motioned for you to head to greet the group. As you walked away (and Kei attempted to not stare at your ass), Mr. Hashimoto turned to Kei.

“You know, Mr. Tsukishima. Red is quite a good look for you.” 

[bluefuckboy]

vampire!Dabi x m!reader

A/N: not enough Dabi x m!reader out there so here’s a contribution with a twist. Reader works at a bloodmobile donation center and receives a late night visitor...

WARNINGS: blood (obviously), non con elements, body horror, very brief references to homophobic slang, implied virgin reader, implied death,

Word Count: 4,276

“Thanks again man!”

“Yeah no problem.”

Except it was a problem. Or rather more of an annoyance, even if you were on the end shift anyway. Protocol was two people for transport back to the hospital, but your coworker was very adamant that if he didn’t get to his girlfriend’s right at 9pm then they were over. You’d neglected to ask how he “forgot.”

You were more than capable of managing the bloodmobile by yourself. It was just a little lonely since the drive back to the hospital was close to an hour. Not to mention the time it took to double check donation storage before you could even head back.

You were midway through the A- donations when you heard a knock at the door. It had been at least twenty minutes since your coworker left. It was past 9pm now and everyone at the donation event had left around seven, so you were slightly wary to go to the door.

Upon peering through the window on the door you saw nothing initially. Just the parking lot illuminated dimly. There were shadows from the trees that made strange shapes on some of the parking spaces. It made you slightly anxious, so you turned to go back to the donations when another rap sounded on the door.

This time there was a man in front of the door. He was tall and lanky, his messy black hair was tousled by the slight breeze. A cigarette was perched between long, pale fingers with black nails and what looked like tattoos that came up to the wrist. His other hand was tucked into the pocket of a trench coat, black of course, which almost reached the heavy duty combat boots he was scuffing impatiently on the pavement.

He tapped on the glass of the door with a knuckle, but didn’t look up, opting to take another drag of the cigarette while casting a bored look in the direction of a streetlight.

Your hand hovered over the door handle. You knew opening the door was probably a terrible idea, but for some reason this guy had piqued your interest. You were curious to find out what the heck he was doing in front of a mobile blood donation center at this hour of the night looking like the long lost member of My Chemical Romance.

You slowly unlocked the door to the bus and opened it a crack. The man turned around and looked up at you. His face was pale, and eerie. There were multiple piercings studded across his cheeks, and up to his ears. The lower half of his jaw was heavily tattooed, the ink winding down to his neck and disappearing below the collar of his shirt.

You cleared your throat.

“Can I help you?”

“I dunno, can you?”

The question was mocking and he ended it with a toothless smile. His tone irked you and you informed him that you were done taking donations.

His brow lowered and he mused, “Donations? I thought this was a late night food truck. I even brought my crazy straw.”

He produced an impossibly twisted black straw from the trenchcoat, holding it up for you to see. You stared at it as you tried to come up with a response.

“Sir, this is a mobile blood donation center, not a food truck.”

The man tutted his tongue and peered past you slightly. You moved to block his view of the inside of the bus. He pursed his lips and crossed his arms, taking another long drag of the cigarette and blowing the smoke a little too close to your face for it to be a mistake.

When he spoke it was almost to himself, mumbling, “I don’t know why I even bother to make conversation.” He chuckled. “And what a waste of a clever joke.”

He laughed again and then sighed, letting the cigarette dangle loosely between his fingers. You were thoroughly confused now. Your confusion turned to disgust and slight horror as he brought the cigarette back to his lips. Instead of taking another puff, he drove the still lit butt into the center of his tongue, putting it out without even batting an eye.

You gaped at him, speechlessly watching as he tossed the butt aside. He was unfazed, despite the fact that he had surely just severely burned his tongue. He was merely stretching now, as though he were getting ready for a workout.

After coming back up from a deep toe touch he quipped, “Nothing like a nice palette cleanser, hmm?”

You blinked at him, and then suddenly he was making his way up the steps casually. You put out an arm.

“Excuse me, sir, I can’t let you in.”

The statement made him laugh.

“Letting me in. How 18th Century. You’re cute.”

He made to come into the bus. You tried to stop him, but suddenly found yourself unable to move. It was like the muscles in you body were cramping all at once.

The man easily slipped past you and there was a strange sense of foreboding building as you tried to move again. Pain shot through your legs and you grit your teeth. You were able to move your eyes and found yourself staring into the face of the man as he stood in front of you.

Up close you could see the dark circles under his eyes, heavy bags that accentuated his gaunt features. His eyes were unsettling, cerulean and dangerous. You couldn’t bring yourself to look away. As you stared at them they seemed to flicker between a darker color momentarily, but it could have been a trick of the terrible lighting within the bus.

You watched as the man shut the door behind him and strolled slowly through the bus. He had his hands clasped behind his back, casually peering at the equipment as though he were looking through a library.

Upon finding the open intake box you had been sifting through, his eyebrows went up and a smile crept across his face. He knelt down in front of it and picked up an A- donation packet. He tucked it under his arm and then shuffled through the other packets as though he were looking through a collection of vinyl records.

“Any AB-?”

The question was directed at you and you were suddenly able to move your tongue again, which had felt like it was stuck to the roof of your mouth.

You tried to keep my voice steady as you said, “Sir I need you to put that down and please leave.”

He looked over at you with an amused expression, then turned back to the donations.

“I’ll take that as a no then. At least you’ve got a couple O-‘s. Always a safe bet, if a little bland.”

He sighed and then did something which would have made your jaw drop if you could have. He stabbed the crazy straw into the bag and then took a long sip of the blood. He swallowed, smacking his lips.

“Decent enough I suppose.”

He took another sip and emptied the bag, tossing it aside before moving on to the one he had tucked under his arm. All you could do was stand motionless and watch as he picked out a few more bags and sat casually on one of the donation chairs.

He propped his boots up on the chair and leaned back, sipping form a bag of B+ plus. You could feel sweat dripping down your back. Your muscles were painfully tense and you could feel fatigue setting in, but you couldn’t relax.

You tried in vain again to move and the man’s unusual eyes flicked up to you. He wiped a bit of blood clinging to his lip and sucked his thumb into his mouth. It was overtly obscene and clearly done to annoy you as he knew what he was doing was not only illegal but downright disgusting.

You could feel your legs starting to shake and were worried they might go out and send you flat on your face. Instead, you found yourself suddenly released from whatever strange force had been holding you hostage.

It was so sudden you just fell to the ground in a heap. The man laughed.

“How graceful.”

Despite the feeling of utter exhaustion that was washing over you, you were somehow able to get up and spin around to face the man. You were a bit larger than him and you needed to get him restrained before making a call to the authorities and figuring out what inventory he had decided to drink.

You moved to grab a strap from the chair he was in, quickly buckling it over the wrist that was by his side. His eyebrows went up, but he didn’t make a move to try and fight as you put the straps at the bottom of the chair over his feet so he was bound by all but the hand that held the bag he was still sipping from.

He swallowed and said, “Do I need to give you may safeword?”

Before you could snap back at him for the sexual comment, he lifted the bound arm up. The restraint broke like a piece of dental floss, snapping in half. The restraints on his feet were broken just as easily and you backed away slightly as he swung his legs over the chair and stood up.

He inspected his wrist, even though there were clearly no marks on the tattooed skin. The bag he had was tossed aside and he looked at you.

“I don’t usually prefer to play with my food, but I suppose if you want to have a little fun we could. I prefer fresh anyway.”

Before you had time to react he was grabbing you by your lab coat, swinging you onto the chair as though you weighed nothing. He practically threw you onto it and you felt you head hit the wall of the bus behind it.

“Whoops,” the man said, cracking a smile.

Your own blood went cold as he parted his lips for this smile. His canines were abnormally long, pressing into the soft flesh of his bottom lip. As you looked into his eyes, you saw they had a reddish tint to them, almost staining the blue, glinting as he leaned closer to you.

Your mind went to the tales of blood sucking monsters you’d heard growing up. But those were just stories and fairytales. This had to be some psychopath or sexual deviant who got off on a kink that had to do with bodily fluids.

The man was inches from you face and you found yourself unable to move again. You were stuck sitting in the chair sideways, your legs dangling over the edge. Your heart was racing, making blood pound in your ears.

You felt a chill run down your spine as the man leaned forward. His breath against your skin as he spoke was almost unnaturally hot.

“Sounds like a marching band, doesn’t it?”

Somehow you knew he was referring to the pounding of your blood in your ears. You felt something wet on your neck and the marching band was a cacophony of sound. His tongue was right at your pulse point.

His voice was almost a whisper.

“I’m sure you say this daily, so hopefully you won’t be too surprised. This may sting a little.”

Your eyes went wide as he suddenly sunk his teeth into the column of your neck. You could feel the two points of his canines drive deep, puncturing your skin easily. Your body spasmed as he pulled the fangs out. Blood oozed from the wound, but it was lapped up before it could drip over your collarbone.

The man went back to the gouges and this time you felt yourself jerk violently as he began sucking. A hand was suddenly on your upper thigh, then another on the opposite side of your neck, holding you there. It felt like receiving the world’s most painful hickey.

You shuddered and the hand on your thigh tightened. The man had a strong grip, and was putting just enough pressure to give a warning. Not that you could move if you wanted to. You weren’t in control of my body anymore.

You were hyper aware of each area of your body he was touching. The skin of his hand against your neck was cold, but his mouth on the other side was warm and damp. You could feel his tongue press into the holes. The sensation was like nothing you’d ever felt before.

For some reason it wasn’t pain you were feeling. There was a strange warmth spreading over the back of your neck and down your shoulders. The man pulled away from your neck for a moment. You could hear him swallow as you felt saliva and blood begin to drip onto your shirt, staining the collar of your lab coat.

He put his mouth on you again, but this time there was no sucking. Just the feeling of his tongue laving over the broken skin. It made your stomach drop and your mind began to feel foggy.

You didn’t know how much blood you’d lost. You could still hear the pounding heartbeat in your ears, but your body felt off. You must have involuntarily jerked again because the hand on your thigh slid upward, almost pressing into the dip of your pelvis.

The man must have been trying to keep you from jerking. But the feel of his thumb at the jut of your hip combined with the pressure of his long fingers around your side was making you feel strange in a different way now.

His lips against your skin was now sending heat to other areas of your body. You felt panic begin to rise in your chest. All the sensations were too much for you to handle and the lack of control over your body led to a response you hadn’t anticipated.

The man pulled back and you were mortified as he glanced down at the obvious bulge in your jeans. He raised an eyebrow.

“I suppose that explains the poor flow.”

He sighed and you could feel cold air rush into the space between him and you as he backed away. There was red at the edges of his mouth. He did a circular swipe with his tongue to lick it away and you felt your pants get even tighter.

Your cheeks were burning and you wanted to cover yourself, but you were still unable to move. The man had put a finger on the side of his face, tapping it in thought. You inhaled sharply as he suddenly swiped his thumb over the twin punctures on your neck, gathering a thick glob of blood.

He put the digit in his mouth and sucked on it in thought briefly before saying, “You humans never change.”

You were able to move your eyebrows down, relaying a confused expression to which he replied, “You’re all driven by libido. Just the slightest stimulation arouses you. It’s rather annoying actually.”

He tutted his tongue and your eyes widened as his hands were suddenly at your belt, unbuckling it deftly. He pulled you toward him, yanking off your pants. You felt your breath quicken even more. You could see your cock tenting your boxers. You wanted to disappear.

However the man had other plans. You nearly jerked off the table as he put the tip of his pointer finger on the head of your cock. He rubbed at the fabric of your boxers. You could feel they were damp.

The finger was moved to the waistband of your boxers. The man tugged them off, not being gentle as he dragged them over your flushed cock. You inhaled sharply and desperately wished you could do something, anything, to stop him as he took you in his palm.

He gripped you, musing, “I’ll never understand the hype over drinking from you virgins.”

The blush on your cheeks spread down your neck and chest and the man laughed.

“I suppose there is the thrill of seeing you come undone at the slightest touch.”

He moved his hand up slowly and thumbed over the head of your cock, which was practically dripping now. You shuddered and let out a pathetic noise as he dug the nail of his thumb into your slit.

“You’re particularity responsive,” the man said, rubbing in a slight circular motion, “Do you perhaps, hmm, what do they call it these days? Bat for the other team?”

The man gave you a ornery smile. You couldn’t say anything. Your tongue was stuck pressed up against your bottom teeth. Even if you could speak it was a subject you didn’t want to talk about, especially with some random psychopath.

However said psychopath was now bending down, pushing your legs further apart, saying, “If you swing that way then perhaps you haven’t found yourself a catcher.” His hooded eyes glanced up at you briefly before he continued in a lower voice, “Or maybe it’s a pitcher you’re looking for, hmm?”

Your whole body spasmed violently as he brushed the pad of his thumb over your asshole. His slang was outdated and embarrassing, but it was obvious he was experienced. The thought excited you more for some reason.

The man grinned and suddenly you were able to move. You gasped loudly as your mouth dropped open. The spit that you hadn’t bee able to swallow dribbled down your chin and you grabbed the edge of the chair to keep myself from tipping over.

You glanced down at the man and was met with a sultry gaze, combined with a vulpine smile. You tried to bring a hand up to push him off, but you had no strength. It was taking nearly all of your energy to try and lean forward and close your legs to try and cover yourself.

He brought the hand not on your cock up to your torso, pushing your shirt up. His fingertips were like ice against your heated skin and you couldn’t resist him as he lightly pushed you so you were lying on your back, legs parted, completely exposed.

You gasped as you felt the man take your cock in his mouth. There was no warning, no tongue teasing beforehand, just the tightening of his throat around you as he took all of your cock in.

Your nails dug into the cheap leather of the donation chair as he pulled off, switching to sucking on the head of your cock while chilled fingers made their way down to cup your balls. You shuddered and then cried out as you felt a finger ghost over your entrance.

The man’s wet maw was on you again, saliva dripping down your shaft as he teased you. You whined slightly as he leaned back after sucking half of you for a brief moment. He was looking at you with lewd curiosity.

You were surprised as he leaned forward so your faces were inches apart. His eyes were definitely tinged red now and his features seemed sharper, the angles more prominent. You gaped at him and then cried out in pain as he suddenly bit you again.

It was a different spot, closer to the junction of your collarbone and neck. The bite was harder, but for some reason the pain was arousing now. He pulled back and you didn’t have time to react as you felt his mouth on yours.

His lips were cold, but everything else was hot. You could taste the copper tang of your own blood in your mouth as he snaked his tongue sinfully past your lips. His fangs tested your bottom lip for a moment before he started kissing you so forcefully it felt like he was trying to devour you.

When you finally parted you were gasping for air. Blood and spit were dribbling down your chin and you could see saliva dripping from the man’s fangs as he gave you a feral smile. Then his hand was cupping your chin, his thumb dragging your bottom lip down.

His voice was husky as he said, “It seems you’re enjoying yourself.” He yanked your face toward him. “Unfortunately I can’t finish eating until we can take care of this it seems.”

As he spoke he pumped your cock a few times, making you squirm under him. He smiled and then you were gagging as he stuck two fingers into your mouth.

“I’ll let you do the sucking for a while,” the man said.

His expression made you nervous so you obediently began sucking, despite the humiliation you felt each time you heard the squelch of spit. When he was satisfied with the amount of your spit he’d gathered on his fingers, he pulled them out abruptly.

He moved his hand below your waist and you jumped as a slicked finger nudged at your hole. The man’s mouth was back on the new bite and it felt like your body was going numb. You could feel him suck at your neck as he pressed a finger into you.

You’d never tried any anal play before, so the feeling of someone pushing their finger into your asshole was so foreign you instinctively jerked away. The finger slid out and the sensation made you shudder.

You shut your eyes and hoped that you might have lost enough blood to pass out. But you could feel every sensation as the man’s finger entered you again. He was relentless in his sucking and now you were beginning to feel dizzy.

Your mind was hazy and when you came back to yourself the man had worked two fingers into you. He curled them upward and you felt like you’d been struck by electricity. It was pleasurable and you could feel more precum drip from your cock as he moved his fingers inside of you.

The man’s other hand was suddenly on your cock, putting pressure in just the right area. He twisted his fingers as he pumped you slowly. It was too much and you cummed so hard you saw white.

Your ears were buzzing and the room was spinning. It felt like you were having an out of body experience, especially as you felt the man’s wet tongue tracing down your abdomen. You couldn’t lift your head to look, but you could feel as he swirled his tongue against your skin.

The wet sensation was gone and you heard him say, “I wonder what the police will come up with as an explanation? After all accidents do happen, but certainly they’ll have never seen a scene like this.”

You felt his nails sink into your thighs. They were abnormally sharp and you cried out. The man retracted his right hand and his face came into view, going in and out of focus as you tried to stay conscious. He caressed your cheek briefly and then the nails which were more like claws, were digging into your scalp.

The man forced your head back and kissed you again. This time the fangs that nipped at your bottom lip drew blood. It rushed into your mouth when he pulled away. There was red dripping down his chin and his fangs glinted as he licked them.

He placed an almost chaste kiss to your bloody lips. When he spoke his voice was almost a hiss, hot air just ghosting over your mouth.

“Such a shame really. A young man with his whole life ahead of him. Oh well. At least we were able to have some fun though, hmm?”

He pulled back enough for your eyes to focus on his face. His eyes were clearly red now, just like the blood that was smeared over his face. The sight was horrific and you felt sick.

Red tinged saliva dripped from his fangs as he opened his mouth to say, “My condolences.”

At those words you closed my eyes and braced yourself. Of course he was going to finish you off. There was no way he’d let you live. If he truly was a vampire like the legends of old, you knew far too much now. Plus you were nothing more than another meal.

You felt his nails rake down your thighs and then he bit into your inner leg. You could hear a scream echo in your foggy mind and you assumed it must have been your own. The man clenched his jaw with so much force, a terrible, wet crunch rang in the air.

He’d gone for your femoral artery. You only knew of it because you had studied it, browsed the pages and diagrams, reading how long it took to die after it had been severed. Was it a minute? Less?

You could feel your heartbeat becoming irregular. Blood, your blood, was seeping into the material of your jeans and your vision was beginning to go dark. What little feeling you still had in your body sent shooting pain through your leg and pelvis. The horrifying crunch must have been one of your bones.

Your vision blurred and for some reason your mind recalled the man’s question earlier regarding the blood types you’d gotten donations of for that day. AB- was what he’d asked for. It so happened that you were AB-, a fact you’re sure he found out as soon as he sunk his teeth into you. He’d gotten what he was looking for after all.

As the world faded away completely, you wondered if it was a cruel irony or almost poetic.

[yostresswritinggirl]

Do you do poly ships? :0 if not feel free to do these two characters separately lol May I get some hcs of Zhongli and Venti on a picnic date with the reader? Just a quiet day in the sun where the Archons can relax for a moment and watch the world go by :D (if you wanna insert some angst maybe they suddenly realize this moment is fleeting bc reader is mortal and won't be with them forever?? Up to you lol 👀) thank you in advance!!!

I actually don't :D kidding ahahah

What I meant to say was that I haven't wrote anything related to poly relationship before so this a cool, first experience for me! And like the dumbass that I am, I took on this request and butchered the heck outta it. Welcome to "A Day In The Life Loving Two Broke Gods"-

Rendezvous with the Gods

Picnic Scenario with Poly!Venti, Zhongli, and You

Background!

It's pretty WACK how you got two of the seven archons to be interested in you in a romantic level.

But I can imagine that the thing that attracted them the most to you is your sense of humanity. As ex-archons, what they needed now is a sense of normalcy and a grasp on reality, and with your knowledge and presence they've come to realize the ways of the mortals fairly easily.

But like, you got the two oldest archons in existence. Even the Traveler is in disbelief at this turn of events.

I think you somehow ended up in this situation when the two of them had a reunion after their retirement, and the conversation went like this: "Have you heard of the fair maiden, (Y/N)? Their existence greatly reminds me of Celestia!" "I had the honor of meeting them yes, how tantalizing they are, even the slightest sight of them invigorates me through the whole day."

They'd shower you with praises among one another, and you're forced to sneeze for an hour straight somewhere in Teyvat.

Preparation!

*wheeze*

First thing I thought was "How probable is it that Venti drinks Dandelion Wine at 4 in the afternoon?"

The answer is yes.

You three have planned this picnic days ahead, maybe even a week. As all of you have your own work and errands to deal with, probably not Venti tho, a gathering of this magnitude that requires you three to be present for hours are not as common as you'd think.

First order of business: location! The most obvious answer would have been Starsnatch Cliff, Windrise or even Dihua Marsh.

While thinking, Venti and Zhongli ended up sharing a look, and suddenly the location was settled.

No, you don't know where it is, and they tell you that they'll handle it.

You don't have to worry.

You are very worried.

Next, the food! Being in a relationship with two broke Gods made you the alpha in terms of Mora, and on this occasion, you're once again forced to put your foot down and provide.

With that in mind, both of them could only offer a guilty smile and a nervous laugh.

The outcome of your meal depends on your cooking skills really: if you're good or decent, what a heart-warming picnic that would be.

They must have tasted your cooking before so they would ask for requests on your delicious home cooking —

something light that goes with tea, said Zhongli.

something meaty and heavy to pair with wine, said Venti.

It's a wonder how you deal with these two together.

If you're absolutely terrible at cooking, like Suspicious Dish™ rating, you're gonna have to rely on your Mora to get takeout for this date.

Everything else you've pretty much wrapped up quickly, all you have to do now is wait.

Picnic Time!

Venti was the one to pick you up from your housing to guide you to the location, greeting you with a chaste kiss on the cheek before aiming for the picnic basket hanging by your elbow.

You don't let him; he might eat it on the way there honestly

Cute boy is practically shaking with excitement as he hauls you up over a cliff face and carefully nyoom! over the sea

Where is he taking you?

You didn't dwell much longer when you saw a small island in the distance, a rock formation by the edge and most notably, you're tall lover standing next to an elegant patterned brown and gold blanket placed over the sea of flora.

Welcome to Heart Island!

Very cheesy

The Geo archon greets you with a kiss on the hand before being tackled to the ground by a buzzing Venti.

How that was physically possible was beyond you-

You set up and laid down all the food you got for today's picnic: Fresh apples, 'Breakfast' Sandwich, Chicken and Mushroom Skewers!

You've also noticed a picnic basket to the side that wasn't yours. Noticing your stare, Zhongli pulled out his contributions: Mora Meat, a pitcher of Iced Tea, and a bowl of Mushroom Stew.

Out of nowhere, Venti manifests his own offerings to the table: Apples, Dandelion Wine and Mondstadt Hash Browns.

You have no idea how these two managed to prepare or afford such meals but you appreciate it nonetheless.

They had the whole week to save up Mora just for this picnic, how cute aww

The first to take a bite is Venti, defo. You and Zhongli would be prepping the utensils while the Anemo boy sneaks some food into his mouth, even if you smack his hand multiple times, he's not gonna relent.

A lot of catching up happens in this picnic: your wild commissions, Venti's recent performances, Zhongli's uh consultant stuff.

These are the rare moments where Zhongli isn't the one filling up the conversation more, satisfied with hearing the voices of his lovers and listening to their joys or woes.

The whole picnic is accompanied by Venti's lyre, strumming softly, unrelenting, to make sure all of you are enjoying the serenity of the island.

You and Zhongli take turns spoon feeding him cuz he just won't stop PLAYING

Zhongli made the Iced Tea

Zhongli made the Iced Tea

Very refreshing, right amount of sweet, would honestly be a good alternative for Venti's alcoholism

Speaking of, he's tipsy now

He's on a full-blown performance now, serenading and urging you two into a dance after eating "to digest the food faster"

Not really believable but you danced anyways.

Zhongli would decline first as he starts cleaning up

But give him a little more nudge, pull on his hand, he'll crave eventually

Rex Lapis is actually a pretty decent dancer

HAVE YOU SEEN HOW GRACEFUL HE DROP KICKS HIS SPEAR

Such a relaxing day off the three of you deserve

By the time the sun already dipped the horizon and you guys still had time to spare, you and Venti would be dozing off on the blanket while leaving the few remaining clean up to Zhongli. It was a tiring yet enjoyable day that's deserving of a nice and dreamy nap.

"Morax..." He'd hear an uncharacteristically somber voice as he makes his way over to where you both lay. Your back resting on the Anemo archon's chest as he spoons you. His teal eyes stare unmoving at your open palm of which the Geo archon takes into his as he sits down.

Little cuts litter your rough hands, from your adventures, some fresh from today to prepare your dishes. How frail and sensitive mortal hands are.

"I'll miss them, so so much." Venti confessed as his grip around you tightens, free-flowing tears erupt from his eyes that are unfocused, as if he was years away with that thousand yards stare that the other God had familiarized himself with.

For the second time in his whole lifetime, Rex Lapis found himself at a loss for words.

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"Ohhh, a luxurious chest! What's it doing so far out here?" The Traveler lets the floating companion ramble as they pull the chest open, excited for the new artifacts they'll come by.

A teal goblet with gold accents worn out through the years from disuse as parts of its paint are chipped off as gray splotches, laid perfectly in the middle of a brown wool blanket with intricate gold and silver geometric patterns. On each side lays an Anemoculus and Geoculus, softly glowing yet dimming in pulses.

They pick it up with utmost care for safe-keeping, to ask for their archon friends in the future. Who knows, it might be the closure they needed.

This took some time and a lot of pondering wow! This is even more chaotic than the Albedo one ahahah I've made myself sad just thinking about this— anyways thank you so much for requesting and your lovely support! Please let our archon bbs be happy ywy

[vemuabhi]

Disney Romance - Cinderella’s Bird - 200 followers special

@littlesniggy​ said : Hey you! Now it's my turn to request something! Kida sad you don't write for Akainu but I can understand 😂 He's an asshole! If it hasn't been requested yet, would you do Mulan/Cinderella with Kid x female reader? I'm super excited which one you choose/ if you choose it at all! Thank you!

A/N : Omg thankyou so much for sending an ask @littlesniggy​ san!!! I am so excited to answer this for you! I loved writing for the grumpy boy. This was really a beautiful experience writing this for Eustass KIdd. Please don’t have high expectations for this.

Warning : A big fic written by me. But has a happy ending.

Word count : 2.7K

I hope you like it!

XOXOXOXO

“Why the hell should I get married now?”, you complained to your Robin who always was beside you, she was a maid but you always admired her and always treated her like a friend not like a maid.

Robin sighed and patted your head as she took the place beside you on the bed. “I should have the choice when I want to get married. Not some jerk who is randomly selected by my parents”, you scoffed and plopped back on the soft burgundy-coloured bedsheets. Robin gave you a sad smile and said, “That’s true. I too believe that marriage should be for Love”

Being a princess isn’t easy. Every girl dream to be a princess but its not as beautiful like the fairy tales are. You are a live example for that. Not once you could decide for yourself. Even the big puffy yellow gown you were wearing was not of your choice. The corset was killing you inside. You wanted to rip it off and throw it out of your window. With language classes, you always had dance classes, tea sessions, music classes. Everything that was chosen by your parents, was practically forced upon you.

‘What kind of lunatic needs to learn how to drink tea?’, you cursed the tea sessions when ever you were being called to it. All you did was brew tea and drink during the whole time. The music classes were always a hectic. You wanted to learn an instrument but when you were given another. Your wishes were denied because who cares about your dreams? In the beginning even dance classes were troublesome, But you tried to put up with all those demands of your parents. In return they are now trying to get you married as soon as possible.

“I’m done with this Robin”, you spoke and got up. “I’ll do whatever I want”, your voice was stern and Robin was curious on what you were about to do.

“Cancel todays classes, I’ll be going to visit the town to relieve my stress”, you announced briskly walking towards the closet.

“Are you sure your highness? But how can you go alone? You must have someone wit-”

“Robin! Its fine. I can take care of myself”, you didn’t let her finish her sentence. Throwing your corset on the floor and dressing up like a maid didn’t take long enough. You made your way towards the secret passage in the palace and exited the palace. Even though Robin was worried, she had to stay back in the castle to make sure no one notices your leaving.

The town and the market were as lively as ever and you walked around the place. As you kept walking, you saw a couple who looked very much in love. You felt a bit envious of them. At least the commoners had the freedom to do what they like. As you were walking aimlessly in the market, you bumped into a tall buff guy.

“Oh I’m sorry”, after apologising you thought of leaving but it didn’t go well.

“Hey! How can you go away like that?” the man started to fight with you. As you felt the very heavy scent of alcohol hit your nostrils, you knew that this man was heavily drunk.

“What? I apologised so what’s your problem now?” you questioned as your dominant hand slowly reached for the sword hidden in your skirt.

“You bitch how dare you speak back to me?” he raised his hand to land a hit on you but just when you were about to take out the sword, his had was stopped mid-air. You then saw a man who had red hair. As soon as the jerk saw that man, it seemed like his senses came back to him again.

“Asshole! Didn’t I tell you this is my shop and never make a scene in front of it”, the man shouted at the rogue twisting his arm. He winced in pain as he apologised and ran away.

The red haired man went into a shop, what seemed like a shop of vegetables and fruits. ‘Was he a farmer?’, you thought and followed him. Looking inside, there were so many fresh vegetables and also fruits in the shop.

“What do you want?”, a sharp voice questioned making you turn towards the owner of the voice. It was the same red head from before.

“Uh, I… I’m here to buy”, you said and looked around again trying to seem convincing. He huffed and sat on a chair fiddling with something which seemed like a machine. Your interest perked up and you asked him, “What are you making?”, moving closer to take a peek at the machine.

“Why should I tell you?”, he spat but as he looked at your face, he noticed that your eyes were sparkling with curiosity and interest.

“Tsk”, he clicked his tongue and explained about the way he wanted to make a machine bird as you listened to him carefully. He kept telling you how helpful machines would be if used in the correct way.

“But, don’t you think, this material you are using to make this bird is kinda… cheap and looks like its gonna break soon?”, you questioned for which he frowned and replied, “Don’t you think I already know that? I… I just don’t have the money”, mumbling the last part.

“Oh! I got an idea. Listen to me, uhh..”

“Eustass Kidd”

“So, Kidd As this bird is still in the beginning process, I’ll bring you the material tomorrow. Till then don’t touch this. Okay now I need to leave. I’ll be taking this basket here”, you said and took a basket of strawberries and tossed a coin to him.

“HEY WAIT!! YOU DIDN’T EVE- and she’s gone”, still with that grumpy look Kidd took his screw driver to continue working on the bird. But he remembered you telling him to wait till tomorrow. So he sat back in his chair and exhaled.

“Its not because she told me to wait. I… I want to continue this tomorrow”, he huffed and folded his hands. Then he remembered about the coin you threw.

He opened his palm and his eyes widened as he looked at the coin. It was a gold coin. A freaking gold coin for a basket of strawberries.

“No way. What the heck is she thinking?”, he carefully placed it back in the locker and thought to give it back to you tomorrow.

At the castle you came back and continued with your remaining day. You should leave tomorrow. So you need to make plans.

“Robin I need you to do something for me”, you explained how you needed high quality metal and also the timings of classes to be shifted. So, it did happen and you had continuous morning classes without breaks but, you were a free after them and it made you to take material Kidd wanted to make the bird. Changing out from your attire of a princess you went to the same shop as yesterday. There you found the man coming towards you as if he was waiting for you all along.

“I got the material you need”, you said as you placed it beside his table where the bird was supposed to be made.

“Were you waiting for me? Sorry I was late”, you said and he instantly replied, “Wha- Who was waiting for you?”

“Ah ok”, you muttered as you saw him instantly looking and taking the material with a faint pink shade on his cheeks. He looked just like a child exited to play with his toys.

“Where the hell did you even get these? These are clearly expensive?”, his sudden questions made your thoughts to break.

“Ah… I got it from the Kings dumpster”, you made the blankest expression trying to hide your lie.

“Kings Dumpster?! The King threw away this metal when it’s like this?”, he asked as his brows raised when you just nodded.

“Tsk… and here I am, trying to get re-rid of rust from metal. Using them for the 100th time”, he huffed.

You both sat opposite to each other and he worked on the bird as you learned about the work he was doing. Helping him with giving the appropriate tool at times, you had more fun than you ever had in your life. He tried to return the gold coin but you didn’t take it and made a deal to take vegetables or fruits in return, for which he agreed. You both fist bumped as an agreement of the deal.

From that day, you made your way out of the castle to meet Kidd. Surprisingly, he always waited for you to come to work on the bird. Meanwhile he somewhere started to call you little lady and you actually liked it. It became a routine for you to take a basket of veggies or fruits every time you left the shop. Sometimes he’d you’d tag along with him to his small farm. He was totally proud of his farm. His eyes showed it. Where you knew you never felt that feeling that he was feeling. Never once in your life you felt you were proud of something you did. He was living a complete different life than yours. You found your heart skip a beat every time Kidd smiled. You liked him.

Kidd was unique. He was terrible in showing his emotions but he was a good person. Every time you left the castle for him, seemed right. You actually felt happy seeing him and working with him. But of course, this happiness didn’t last long. Your parents wanted you to get married soon and told you to pick a groom for yourself in the ball that is going to be hosted next week. Bloody next week.

Because of the ball, you had to take even more classes for walking like a princess and also more fashionistas coming to find the perfect gown for you. Due to those, you couldn’t meet Kidd for 4 days.

Meanwhile, Kidd waited for you staring at the front door of his shop. Whenever the door opened, he met with disappointment because it wasn’t you. He couldn’t even continue on his bird. He had doubts on his feelings for you but now, it was clear for him that he liked you. Your thoughts haunted him. His heart earned for you. Only for you to return.

After a long hard day of work, you sneaked out of the castle in the evening and went to Kidd’s shop. You opened the door and your eyes met with Kidds. You both stared at eachother for a few seconds before he spoke.

“Come in”, you obliged and walked into the shop towards the desk where you both made bird. It was just like it was 3 days ago. “You didn’t continue to make the bird?”, you inquired as he just turned away and shook his head as he scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact.

“Kidd, its late and I have to leave soon so listen to me”, his vision shifted to you as he gulped.

“But you just came, why do you have to leave?” he asked as he approached you and placed his hands on your shoulder.

“Aww did you miss me?” you tried to tease him but this time, he neither denied nor looked away from you blushing. He stayed silent for a while before he said, “I did”

You didn’t even expect that from Kidd. His hands travelled down from your shoulders to your hands. “I did miss you. So much that I couldn’t even touch that bird”, He looked serious. He placed one hand on your chin and looked into your eyes.

“I didn’t… I didn’t think your thoughts would haunt me that much when you didn’t come. I… I didn’t know when, why or how. But I know that, I have feelings for you little lady”, his voice trembled as he spoke the last bit.

“Kidd are you serious?” you asked placing a hand on his cheek. He leaned into your touch and nodded. His eyes looked desperate for your answer. Pulling him towards you, you connected your lips with his. The kiss was gentle and with so much of emotion.

Both pulled away to look into each other’s eyes. “I have feelings for you too Kidd”, you smiled and Kidd’s face lit up making you smile in return. He leaned and touched your forehead with yours and exhaled with relief. “Can I request you something Kidd?”, you asked and he nodded.

“Can you come to the castle this coming Wednesday?”

“To the castle? Why?”

“There is a ball going to be held and I want you to come”, you said and stepped back, away from his touch. “Now it’s my turn to wait for you, I should tell you something. So please come”, the last part sounded more like a pleading and with that you left the shop.

Kidd didn’t knew why you had to leave so early. His heart was beating so fast. Confused whether whatever happened now was real or not. He sat on his chair unable to remove your pleading face from earlier. Kidd looked at the bird which was unfinished and took the screw driver to continue working on it. Its been a while since he alone worked on something. It wasn’t a new feeling for him but still, he preferred to talk and have you around while he made it.

The day of the ball arrived. You wore your outfit and looked out the window at the crowd of people came to the castle. Men and women from so many places arrived there. With the help of Robin you made sure that when Kidd comes, he wouldn’t be stopped by any of the guards. The time was almost running out. The first dance was supposed to be started soon but you couldn’t find Kidd anywhere.

Your parents were urging you to find a partner and start the first dance. ‘So Kidd isn’t coming’, you thought and tilted your head up to prevent the tears falling out from your eyes. You pinched your skin trying to distract the pain away. Stepping on the ball room in your burgundy coloured dress, you walked with a straight face. Then suddenly your eyes fell on a person, who was trying to not be visible in the crowd but, his hair was definitely saying otherwise. You swiftly made your way towards that person.

People cleared way for you and it didn’t take long for you to meet the person with the red hair. He was wearing golden coloured suit and his hair was combed back neatly. He looked different but it was him. His cheeks turned the same colour of his hair. You chuckled and took his hand, pulling him towards the middle of the ball room. You placed your hands on his shoulder and pulled him closer to you. His hand trembled before he placed it on your waist. With that the music played and you both danced, with other people also dancing.

“Why didn’t you come to me?”

“How could I? You are a princess and why didn’t you tell me you were a princess?”

“Would you even talk to me like you did if you knew I were a princess?”

“That’s… true but… now here I am, with the princess Y/N in my arms”, he said pulling you closer. You giggled and pushed back the strand of hair which was on his forehead. You both smiled at each other and continued dancing. After the first dance, he pulled you away from the ball room and you followed. He walked towards the garden where no one was and took out something from under the bench.

“What did you bring?”, you asked. He turned and showed it to you. Your eyes went wide looking at the bird that he brought.

“You made her at last!” you exclaimed as he looked down shyly. “Yeah kind of made it. I wanted to show it to you today”

“I love it so much”, you said as you took it in your hands. It was your memory. The time you spent making it with Kidd. It was precious to you two.

“Keep it. It’s yours now”, he said as he smiled.

“Really?! I will take care of it so well”, you replied and jumped on him making him catch you quickly. You looked at him and leaned in for kissing him again. Now, it was passionate. No one to intrude as you were alone. Smiling you pulled back and leaned your forehead with his.

You now found a grumpy man, who would understand you and would really be the reason for you to smile.

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XOXOXOXO

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