#wouldn't you tell a waiter??? it's expensive-looking

[jaggedwolf]

PLL 2x11 deleted scene

[808airsoftbros]

Tight Pants Pt.II (Kim Sohee/Giselle/Karina) (BXG) (S)

Author: Part II of my original Tight Pants smut oneshot. Hope you enjoy it and if you want to check out my Masterlist for more oneshots :)

Y/N's POV

"Ah~. Come on, Y/N, can you please just go out with me for once~?" Sohee-Noona bugged and I groaned.

For the last ten minutes, I was in the middle of a gaming session with the boys, it was all going peaceful and well until my Noona barged into my room uninvited and won't stop begging me to come hangout with her friends.

Despite my efforts to focus on the game and ignore her obnoxious antics, she takes off my headset and steals my controller.

"Hey! Give that back!" I demanded and she smiled.

"Only if you agree to hangout with me~," She replied and I sighed.

"Promise?" I hesitantly asked.

"Promise," She answered after nodding.

She hands me back the controller and headset before throwing me one of my outfits and telling me to put it on.

Changing into the clothes that Sohee-Noona gave me, I went down the stairs and she took my head leading me into her expensive ass mercedes benz AMG.

Did I forget to mention that she's an idol? That's why she can afford all the luxury products she wants and my closet is full of Gucci and Louis Vuitton clothes that she gifted me in the past.

Anyway, she drives me over to wherever the meeting location is, which is a fancy restaurant.

"We're here, little bro," She nudged.

We get out of the car, and there were too other girls waving at us and I assumed it was Sohee's friends.

"Hey, Sohee~!" One of them greeted.

"Sup, Rina! How have you been~?" Sohee greeted and they hugged each other.

"Eh, nothing much," She answered and her other friend eyed me.

"Is this your step bro that you mentioned?" She asked and she nodded.

"Yep, this is Kim Y/N, my step brother," Sohee answered and she nodded.

"I see, well, Y/N, my name is Giselle and this here is Karina. It's nice to finally see you~," Giselle introduced herself and I chuckled.

Sohee locked arms with me, I followed her lead into the restaurant, and we checked in with the waiter. He leads us into a private dining room full of fancy silverware and plates.

"Please have a seat, ladies," The waiter insisted.

I sat across from Giselle with Karina sitting next to her and I sat next to Sohee-Noona. The waiter pours water into our glasses.

"I'll give you all time to decide what you wish to order," He said before leaving the room.

Looking through the menu, the prices were ridiculously expensive with steak and lobster being over $50 each but I knew it wouldn't even put a dent on Sohee's account.

"I think I want to try the salmon," Karina mentioned.

"Mind as well get the salmon too," Giselle replied.

Examining the seafood selections I felt something rubbing my ankle and I looked down to see it was Karina responsible. I peeked over the menu and she was acting all natural.

Rolling my eyes, I decide I'll go with the medium-rare wagyu steak, and Sohee-Noona goes with the lobster tails.

"So, Y/N, what do you do for a living?" Giselle curiously asked.

"Uhm, for now, college," I answered.

"Ah, what are you studying?" She asked.

"Engineering," I simply replied and she nodded.

Still feeling the sensation of Karina's bare feet rubbing on my feet, I felt her move up to my leg and my thigh making me nervous.

Sohee-Noona gave me a look of concern and asked what was wrong but I asssured everything was fine and Karina was still playing the innocent one.

"Do you have a girlfriend by any chance~?" Karina asked and I shook my head.

"No, not interested in finding one yet," I answered and she smiled.

"I see, well, I'm always available if you're interested," She teasingly suggested and I blushed making her giggle.

It didn't help that Karina was starting to spice things up, she moved her foot to my crotch and I grinned resisting her temptations.

Thankfully, they didn't pay any mind to me as the waiter comes in to write down our orders. Once we finished making our orders he exits the room and I sighed in relief.

"I must say, bestie, your little bro is cute~," Giselle butted in.

"I know right~?" Sohee replied before ruffling my hair.

"Aish, stop it Noona!" I annoyingly said and pushed her hand off my head.

"Awww~. Look at the cutie~," Giselle teased.

Excusing myself to go to the restroom, Sohee grabbed my hand asking if I needed help but I refused her offer. I walked out the room, easily found the restroom.

Right when I was about to enter the bathroom, my hand was grabbed and I was forced into the woman's bathroom.

Before I could figure out who snatched me, a finger was placed on my lips telling me to keep quiet and I was shocked to see it was Karina who had a smirk plastered on her face.

"W-What are you doing...?" I nervously asked.

Without saying a word, she drags me into an empty stall, locks the door, and gets on her knees rubbing my dick.

"Oh, baby boy~. You've had my attention the moment I've laid eyes on you and you know how idols always get what they want... Right?" She asked and I nodded.

"Well, do you know what I want right now~?" She seductively asked and I gulped as she came up to my ear before whispering... "You,"

Before I knew it, she unbuckles my belt, pulls down my pants and underwear revealing my monsterous cock making her drool at the size.

"Good, I never knew you had such a big cock, baby~," She moaned before jerking it off slowly.

Flinching at her delicate touch, my cock hardens and grows and she eventually takes it into her warm mouth and I moaned.

Bobbing up and down, I was nervous that someone could walk in here and catch us.

"N-Noona, what if someone catches us?" I asked and she takes my cock out of my mouth.

"You let me worry about that~," She answered before going back to blow me.

She kept going for the next ten minutes and I couldn't resist to cum inside her mouth and she swallowed every bit of it with delight.

"Mmmm~. So tasty~. Mommy will have more of you later~," She said before helping me put my pants back up.

We quietly come out of the bathroom, rejoin the others at the dining room and they wondered what took us so long? Karina lied saying that she came to check on me and had a little accident.

As embarrassing as it is, they bought it, and the waiter comes in with a tray of mouth watering dishes.

The food was the best I've ever tasted in my life, the steak was juicy and tender, and my Noona's enjoyred their food as much as I did.

After we finished eating, my Noona's paid the pill and left the waiter a generous tip before leaving the restuarant.

Looking up at the sky, it was cloudy as hell meaning it was gonna rain soon-

Well I spoke too soon didn't I? Out of nowhere, the rain came pouring in and everyone immediately seeked shelter in the restuarant, took out their umbrellas, and rushed to their cars.

Unfortunately, I had nothing to protect me from the rain and in no time I was soaking wet. I've never in my life felt so miserable. My socks were wet. My feet are wet.

"Omo~. Come on, let's go~!" Sohee-Noona said and we rushed back to the car.

Karina and Giselle ran back to their respective sports cars and we met up at Aespa's dorm. Since Winter and Ningning are away visiting friends and family, it would be just us four.

We hurried back to their dorm, I was soaking wet, I was cold as shit and felt like I bathed in snow fully naked.

We entered their dorm, Karina guides me to the bathroom and Giselle places a spare change of clothes on the counter.

"Mind giving me some privacy Noona?" I asked and she gave me a devious smirk.

"Are you sure you don't need any help?" She asked and I shook my head.

"No, Noona, I'm fine," I assured and she pouted before leaving me alone.

Taking off my drenched clothes, I hop inside the shower, turn the knob for the warm water. Feeling the water flowing through my skin felt euphoric as ever and the coldess immediately faded away.

However, I cannot help but feel as if I'm being watched, I looked out the shower glass and I was surprised to see someone's phone camera recording me.

"Yah! What the hell?!" I called out and whoever it was ran off.

I could only guess it was one of my Noona's trying to get a peak at me and use the footage to rub their pussies later.

Anyway, I finished taking my shower, I put on the spare change of clothes but they were tight as shit as they were made for girls and it didn't help that the sweatpants were showing my bulge.

Thinking of a way to cover it up, I grabbed one of the towels on the rack, warpped it around me. I looked rediculous but it was only for one night.

I walk down the stairs, I got lots of looks from the girls wondering why I was still wearing a towel around my waist.

"Uhm, Y/N, is the pants I gave you too small?" Giselle asked.

"Huh? Oh, it's fine," I answered with a reassuring smile.

"Okay then...?" She awkwardly muttered before going back to watch her shows.

Looks like they bought it for now... I sit on the couch along with Sohee-Noona and she wraps her arm around my neck. Slowly pulling my head to lay her shoulder.

"Noona when can we leave?" I quietly asked.

"As soon as the storm passes," She answered and I nodded.

While finding peace and solace laying on Sohee-Noona's shoulder, I felt a tug on the towel and I opened my eyes seeing Karina with a rather curious look on her face.

"Yah, Noona what are you doing?" I asked and she gave me a skeptical look.

"What's the towel for?" She asked and I gulped.

Suddenly, the show began playing an errotic scene making me slightly erected. Giselle was all too focus on the show and Sohee-Noona was fast asleep while Karina went on the assault on my pants.

I signalled her to stop but she didn't take the hint so I quietly tried to get her hands off the towel.

"I just want a look!" She quietly said and I shook my head.

"What is going on...?" Sohee-Noona asked before yawning and when saw what was going on.

"Yah! Rina! What are you doing?!" She angrily asked and Karina-Noona huffed.

"I just want to know why Y/N's wearing a towel for..." She answered before crossing her arms.

Then Giselle turned her attention toward us, she asked what was wrong and I explained the situation. She rolled her eyes in amusement and demanded to take my towel off.

At first, I refused but I didn't have a say as Giselle forcefully took the towel away from my waist and their jaws dropped seeing the massive bulge in my tight sweatpants.

"Now what do we have here...?" Giselle asked as she examined my dick poking out my sweatpants.

"U-Uhhhh..." I muttered as I was too flustered to say anything.

Sohee-Noona smirked and nodded to the others, Giselle and Karina nodded back with an devious smile. It was obvious they were up to something.

"W-What's going on?" I nervously asked and they giggled.

"Oh, you're so silly you know that~? We planned this whole thing all along~," Karina answered and my eyes widened.

"W-What?!" I exclaimed.

"You weren't exactly paying attention to the weather forecast so we planned this hangout. We knew you'd be drenched in no time so we figured it'd be convenient to bring you to our dorm," Giselle explained and I was speechless.

"N-Noona? Why?" I asked and she giggled.

"Remember that lost bet a while back? If you don't get a girlfriend by this year, will take you ourselves," She asked and I nodded.

"Y-Yes, but I thought you all were just joking!" I replied and they laughed.

"Oh, you innocent child, you should know better that we don't play around with such things. Now you belong to us~," Sohee-Noona whispered the last part sending chills down my spine.

I was pinned to the bed with Giselle and Sohee-Noona holding my arms down, my pants along with my underwear were pulled down revealing my ten inch monter cock.

"So yummy and delicate, what a beautiful cock your little baby has~," Giselle admired.

"I know~," Sohee-Noona replied before licking her lips.

"We're going to make sure your balls are drained tonight~," Giselle whispered in my ear.

Not wasting a moment, Karina and Giselle switched places, she takes my cock in her warm mouth, and she was tighter than Karina's mouth and it felt amazing.

"Does her mouth feel good baby~," Karina asked and I viciously nodded.

Giselle encouraged by my words of compelation, she bobs her head faster and I moaned loader before Karina shuts me up placing her lips onto mine.

Slipping her tongue inside of my mouth, I easily lost the battle for domination as she was more experienced than I am. My mind was also occupied being sucked off by Giselle and I was starting to edge.

"I-I'm going to cum!" I warned and but she kept going so I came in her mouth.

"Mmm~. What a delicious treat that was~," Giselle moaned out after licking her lips after eating a scrumptious meal.

"Let's get into the main show now~. I already tasted my little brother a many times before, am I right~?" She sedutively asked and I slowly nodded.

Yep, Sohee-Noona and I did do it sometimes whenever she felt horny besides we're not even blood related and I didn't have a say in anything.

"Alrighty then," Giselle replied before stripping naked revealing her delicate and thicc figure.

"Let's not keep our baby waiting then~," Karina said before also stripping naked and I drool at her massive tits.

"Aww~. Is my baby boo a tit guy~?" She teasingly asked and I nervously nodded.

"There's no need to be ashamed in that~," Sohee-Noona assured before taking off her clothes.

To my surprise all together, they did their best to wrap their boobs around my dick and it was the most amazing feeling ever. My mind and body was going to be broken if these sexy girls made me came.

My dick drowning in these girls titties and it didn't take long for me to squirt out my cum all over their bodies and faces.

"Wow, you came a lot for us, baby~. You must really love our tits~," Giselle pointed out.

Exhausted out, I panted to catch my breath as these girls were made me go through nothing but pure ecstasy and pleasure but they were far from done with me.

Without warning, Karina slams her pussy onto my dick making me yelp and she began riding me like an angry bull.

"Oh fuck yes~!" She screamed while riding me and I loudly moan.

Then, I was smothered by Sohee-Noona's and Giselle's tits forcing me to suck them and play with them at the same time. I tried my best to multi-task between the three ladies.

"Mmm~. You're doing such a good job, baby~," Sohee-Noona complemented before moaning.

About ten minutes in, Karina was already close to cumming and I put my hands on her hips to thrust into her and she squirted all over my dick.

"That was great..." Karina muttered before climbing off.

"Me next~!" Giselle announced and inserts my cock into her pussy.

Hardly believing how tight as hell she was, I clenched my face as she slowly began riding me. Giselle could only scream out of pleasure as she picked up the pace.

I was about to cum deep inside of her womb until she squirted all over my dick making me nearly blue ball.

"Well now, guess those two weren't enough, and you were edged twice, right?" Sohee-Noona asked and I nodded.

"Hehe~. Allow me to help you with that~," She said and got on all fours. She lightly shakes her plum ass signalling me to fuck her and I did so with delight.

Going in and out as fast and hard as I can, Sohee-Noona kept moaning out my name and I gave her ass a few spankings making her yelp.

I grabbed her tits and played with it adding to the pleasure as I pounded the living daylights out of her.

"H-How... Ah! C-Close?" She stuttered.

"Very close, Noona!" I warned.

"Then fuck me like it's the last thing you'll ever do on this planet! Breed me!" She demanded.

Giving into her demands, I picked up the pace and went slammed my dick into her in and out making her a moaning mess. About ten seconds later, we came at the same time and I sighed in relief as my balls are now drained.

I collapsed onto the couch, I could barely feel my hip or my legs or even my cock. Then, the three sexy girls slowly climbed up and hurdled up to me.

"You were amazing, baby~," Giselle said before pecking my cheek.

"We should do this everyday~," Karina suggested and pecked my other cheek.

"If you ever feel fustrated, horny, or needy, just ask one of us and will be more than happy to help you as long as you help us," Sohee-Noona said and I thanked her before pecking her lips.

Right after that stormy night, my life changed 360 with mostly pleasing the girl's needs. We did it in the changing room, the bathrooms, our cars, and hell even in public places when no one is looking.

But all I cared about was that I could be with them and grateful that I have such graceful and beautiful girls to look after me.

[hoenoredone]

A TYPICAL DATE

tags: sfw, fluff, headcanons, enstablished relationship characters: gojo, geto, nanami, naoya, inumaki, yuuta, noritoshi

GOJO SATORU

cat café

he's a cat dad and you're never going to convince otherwise. because of his job it's quite difficult for him to keep a pet in the house, he feels too bad leaving it all alone for days at the time (do not worry, the ball of fluff would have an automatic feeder and a self cleaning litter). so he gets his fix at a cat café. it's perfect, really: he can pet all the cats, and you can eat and drink to your heart's content while seeing him all happy and giddy.

GETO SUGURU

dinner and a movie

he's a wanted simple man, he's perfectly content setting the table while you stir fry the meat he had left in the fridge to marinate for the whole day. he'd fry up some popcorn after dinner and drizzle them in butter and salt. he loves it when you rest your head on his shoulder, especially if the movie turns out to be boring. he lets you fall asleep and does his best not to wake you at the end of the film. when nanako and mimiko make fun of him the day after for carrying you to the bed bridal style, he can only smile and ruffle their hair.

NANAMI KENTO

petit pâtisserie

he has a sweet tooth, sorry i don't make the rules. he doesn't like sickeningly sweet pastries, but a french press coffee and a slice of opéra cake are perfectly within his taste. he watches you eat an english scone with strawberry-rhubarb jam and clotted cream and sip on your darjeeling tea as he listen to you talk about whatever is on your mind. he notices some crumbs on your lower lip and tries to discretely let you know, but you're too absorbed in your own world to notice. so he gently wipes them away for you and notices a slight blush dusting your cheeks.

ZEN'IN NAOYA

michlin star restaurant

it's really not a date, it's more of an interview. he doesn't date just to date, he dates to marry. he needs to be the perfect heir for the zen'in clan, he needs a wife and a child. so he takes you to an incredibly expensive restaurant and grills you with questions. at the start it's not the most pleasant experience, but as the date goes on (if you answer his questions correctly) he loosens up and lets you speak freely. he doesn't even realize it, but he feels like he has a lot to prove, so once he decides that it's worth it he orderes his favorite wine (coincidentally the most expensive one) and shoos the waiter away to pour you a glass himself.

INUMAKI TOGE

arcade

please he loves the pinball machines, literally spends hours on them. you take turns at the claw machines to try and win each other a plushie (that riceball looks just like him? how?) and lose almost three thousand yen. he watches you play a shooter game and gets playfully annoyed when you don't listen to his tips. almost spills his coke all over one of the machines when you finally win your first game of the night. he offers you karaage to celebrate and you almost choke on the sauce when he imitates the panicked face you had during the game.

OKKOTSU YUUTA

picnic at the dog park

can he pet that dog? can he please pet that dog?? you bring the food and a table cloth, and he brings plates, cutlery, drinks and two different brands of dog treats. you could swear he spends more time looking at the dogs run around and telling you all about the specific breed than actually eating. a big fluffy maremmano runs towards him and almost knocks the picnic table over, but yuuta is ready: he grabs a duck skin treat from his pocket and hurls it to the other side of the park, but not before having pet the dog's head and having called him a good boy.

KAMO NORITOSHI

japanese tea house

he enjoys the quiet of the tea house's garden because he's not a kamo there, just noritoshi. he used to be partial to sencha tea but you insisted on ordering something different every time, and he's glad you did because he's a creature of habit, without you he wouldn't have discovered he actually prefers hojicha tea over anything else. he lets you order whatever you want, from dango to daifuku, even dorayaki once, but warabimochi remains his favorite.

[tonkatsubowl]

hey there, pretty boy. ii

▼ aventurine x fem!reader ▼ enemies to lovers ▼ nsfw themes. mdni.

you're a sultry dancer at a club, but you're actually a stellaron hunter and an assassin in disguise. you catch a glimpse of a wealthy man... and it goes from there.

▼ part 1 here

after what had happened a few nights ago, the two of you exchanged contact information. but was this a good idea?

hell, you were a stellaron hunter, and you had some gut feeling that aventurine knew that you are one.

but your gut feeling told you to pursue these feelings of...lust? admiration? whatever they are, you were going for it.

today was a planned date, and both you and aventurine agreed to head to penacony and eat out at a fancy restaurant. it was expensive, and you weren't surprised he would treat you to such an overpriced place. so, you decided to dress nice. with the money you got from being a dancer at a club, you were able to purchase yourself a nice dress- an expensive looking one, even.

so you wore it to the date. and you agreed to meet at the place.

as you stood by and watched, there were many men and passerby looking at you. them and their wandering eyes, looking at every inch of your body, fascinated to how pristine you looked. yet, you were intimidating to approach. was it the vibes of the killer you gave off? or your beauty alone?

"and here i thought you wouldn't show up."

aventurine's voice chimed in as he revealed himself, donned in expensive, casual wear.

"you thought i'd set you up?" you questioned, turning towards him.

aventurine adjusts his shades before taking him off, revealing those beautiful, rare eyes of his, "mm, yes and no. i know you are a busy woman, and yet here you are...choosing to be with me, and," he takes your hand as he bows, brushing his lips at the back of your palm, "even agreeing to spend some time for our little date."

you roll your eyes, but you didn't retract your hand away. he turns to the entrance, looking at you before gesturing his arm for you to hold. you might as well keep up with appearances, so you decided to wrap your arm around his as he escorted you in.

greeted by the host, and acknowledged that you and aventurine had a reservation at a vip area (that was a private room). the host would lead you two towards your designated spot, before leaving you be to decide on drinks and entrees.

"now that we are alone, i can finally speak to you properly," aventurine chimes as he seats himself, looking at the menu. "...so, stellaron hunter, tell me about yourself."

you weren't surprised in the slightest.

"and tell me why you, fully knowledgeable of my association with the ipc, decided to linger with me here today."

a flirtatious tone, mixed with a threat. beautiful.

you scoff, looking at the menu, peering down at the menu.

"aren't you a senior manager? i'm sure having connections and communications within the cosmos is something to have." you say, flipping a page of the menu.

"oh? and you are betraying your friends?"

"nay," you say, looking at him, "it would take more than just a date for me to spill every bit of information i have about myself...to you."

aventurine smiled. he chuckled, before gesturing for a waiter to come by.

"two glasses of wine, please. your finest."

the waiter would nod, before departing.

"playing hard to get, mm? they say a man's treasure is difficult to obtain, especially with how beautiful they are." aventurine's smile widens, a flirtatious tone obvious in this voice.

"i'm sure you've said that to many women to court them out of your own desires." you say, sighing. "i've heard it all, already. you can stop trying."

aventurine chuckled again, "you think i'm going to court you just for my own desire? interesting. you're gambling with me right now, aren't you?"

you steady your eyes on the man, "don't tell me."

"why, truth to be told, i'm only interested in you solely because...you're such a mystery." he rests his elbows on the table, resting his chin on top of his hands. "gambling is a price to pay. it is a hit or miss, but you spend a certain amount of money to gain millions...but you have a chance to lose it all with one move. perhaps i am looking at millions right now, but this date...or perhaps, my chance here, will be the one where i may lose you. or win you."

your eyes twitch, "what are you saying?"

you were deafened as aventurine gestured for the waiter to come. they would return, where aventurine provided their order, entree included. "would you like dessert later, my dear?" he asked you.

you blinked, before murmuring. "...i suppose."

aventurine nodded, before sending the waiter away.

"...answer me, senior manager. what do you mean by all of that?" you questioned, raising your voice a bit.

"you're...a bit dense, i see." aventurine's smile never left him.

"simply put, stellaron hunter (y/n)... i want you."

[envy-of-the-apple]

hii!!

i just saw that your requests are open. 🥹

i was wondering if you'd be okay with a request for a Soul Mate fic with a short!reader (5ft - 5ft2) who wears glasses x Yandere!Bakugo?

would it also be okay if the reader was written to be very sweet and caring to other people?

if you're not okay with the request for the reader's height/ glasses/ personality being too specific, then please, please ignore me.

thank you so, so much either way. 🥹

didn't specify which bakugou:))))

Yandere!Bakugou Mitsuki x reader

Doormat

(Warnings: toxic relationship, yandere, possessiveness, manipulation)

You tried to be a kind person.

You looked out for others, you cared deeply for your friends, you tried to make your parents proud of you. Eventually, your reputation became what you wanted it to be: dependable, responsible, kind.

Mitsuki had a habit of taking advantage of that.

"Again?" Suda scoffed.

You give a timid smile. "Sorry, but Mitsuki had a bad day today, so we're just gonna stay over at her place."

"Right." She rolls her eyes. "A bad day. Let her throw her trantrum alone. C'mon, we've been looking forward to this for a month! And suddenly you're just gonna ditch me like this? Those tickets were expensive!"

"I'm sorry," you repeat, truly apologetic, "Is there a way you could get a refund-"

"It's not about the tickets." Suda cuts you off. "It's about her. Seriously, when's the last time we've ever hung out with each other? I know you're in love, but can you really not see the way she's hoarding all your attention?"

Your mouth opens and closes. You don't know what to say to that.

Thankfully, you don't have to say anything.

Hands wrap around your shoulders, and a face nestles into your shoulder. The faint smell of something sweet floats in the air.

"Who's hoarding all your attention?" Your soulmate asks. She kisses your cheek.

Suda rolls her eyes at the blatant affection.

"Hey, Bakugou." She states. Mitsuki ignores her.

"What're you doing, here?" She asks you instead. "I asked you to wait for me after class, right?"

There's an edge in her voice that makes you shift around nervously.

"I needed to talk to Suda about the concert," you reply, "and also I was thinking I could-"

"Great! Since you're done with that, let's go home then." She interrupts, swinging an arm around your shoulder.

When you look behind you, Suda is shaking her head. Your stomach flips.

"A new cafe opened. Let's go there," Mitsuki says.

"Oh?" You give her a glance. "I thought you just wanted to go home. Didn't you say your professor really pissed you off-"

"C'mon." She bumped your shoulder with her own. "That was hours ago. Don't worry 'bout it."

You frown. If Mitsuki had gotten over her gripe so quickly, you wished she would have at least told you. Then, you wouldn't had to have that awkward conversation with Suda.

"Besides, I need to treat my soulmate out now and then, right?" She traces her name on your wrist.

Ah, there it was.

How the universe decided you two were the perfect match, you wouldn't know. Bakugou Mitsuki was top of her class, head of the cheerleading squad, an extremely useful quirk, came from a rich family, made people's heads turn. You were a quirkless nobody. You always feared that your soulmate would reject you because of how useless you were.

Mitsuki just calls you hers.

Maybe that's why you were so lenient on her demanding nature.

She pulls you through the cafe doors. You let her order for the two of you because 'its your first time here, obviously you're not gonna know what's good' even though it's her first time here too. A part of you wants to look at the menu, but she's already telling the waiter something and he's whisking off. It's fine. Besides, she's paying.

He comes back later with something too sweet and way too much whipped cream to ever be considered coffee. You don't complain. It's good. Mitsuki always has good tastes.

"Good right?" She reaches over, flicking away some whipped cream on the side of your cheek before popping her thumb in her mouth. You flush at her brash behavior.

"It's amazing." You honestly say. "Thanks for bringing me here."

She gives an affectionate smile.

"I just love spoiling you, sometimes."

You look away bashfully. She laughs.

It's a nice date. Mitsuki tells you about her project, how annoying everyone in her group is. If you could, you'd listen to her talk for hours.

But someone always tries to ruin it.

You don't know him, but he doesn't cast you a glance. Clearly, he's only interested in one person. He sits next to her with an easy-going smile. Flirtatious. You frown, sucking on your straw.

"Hey-"

"No." She instantly cuts him off. Just like that. No fake coddling, no polite smiles. She doesn't even glance at him. You hide your smile behind your drink. Your girlfriend's funny sometimes.

He puts his hands up immediately, scoffing with an amused smile. Then, he looks at you. Barely a glance. You don't even notice.

Mitsuki does.

The tone instantly shifts. She hisses, red eyes narrow to slits.

"Fuck off." She says, a sharp bite in her tone. You're grateful it isn't directed at you.

It surprises him. He doesn't expect it, clearly. Her voice is enough to jolt him up as he stammers through his words. When he's out of her sight, her lip curls into disgust.

"C'mon." She tells you. "Sick of this place. We're leaving."

You frown, looking down at your drink. She's already done with hers. You're only halfway through yours.

You stand up anyway, obediently following behind her.

She's still seething. You know she doesn't like it when people look at things that are hers. You know that well. When your fingers slip through her own, she relaxes, just the tiniest bit. You give her a shy smile.

Her grip tightens around yours.

You tried to be a kind person.

You looked out for others, you cared deeply for your friends, you tried to make your parents proud of you-

What a fucking lie.

You were just a doormat. You weren't kind, you weren't caring, you just bent over backwards for people. You needed to please others around you like a dog. You needed others to love you so you could love yourself.

It's why you were perfect for Mitsuki. You were too scared to ever say no to her. Hers to mold into her own image, a perfected being.

You were made for her. Of course you were.

You two were soulmates after all. Together forever.

[khuzena]

Take my heart with you

Kaiser x fem!reader♡

Summary: you're the itoshi brothers' little sister, what could go wrong if you secretly dated kaiser?

Warning: the itoshi brothers hate each other but if anyone hit on their sister they team up rq, fluff to Angst. Kaiser being a sweetheart. Rin being the better brother🔥🙌. I PROMISE IT GETS BETTER AT THE END plS I SWEAR. Kaiser professing his love for reader in the most poetic way possible 🙌 possibly OOC but we dc

A/n: this is so stupid. Let's pretend they actually understand each other 💀💀💀. I swear I tried and I really love those old Rin, Sae and reader sibling hcs or chat fics i used to see on tumblr and i was like how about i add my own twist but reader dating kaiser.

You sneaked out of the house to go on a date with Kaiser. What could go wrong?

Answer: Everything.

You arrive at the restaurant, patiently waiting for Kaiser until you feel a hand on your shoulder, flinching by surprise.

"Shall we?"

"Y-yeah…"

Michael Kaiser who treats you like a gentleman for the entire night and spoils you, getting you anything you wanted in the restaurant.

"I kinda want macaroons but it's kinda expensive—", you say, complaining to Kaiser about the prices but a waitress walks to your table and you hear him whispering something to the waiter.

"Yes, madam we'll order some macaroons"

"What."

Michael Kaiser who surprises you with a Birkin bag for your 1 year anniversary, you're still surprised Sae and Rin haven't found out about the relationship.

"I— how am I supposed to explain to my brothers I randomly got a Birkin???"

"Easy, just tell them we're dating, it's not like anything bad is going to happen" Kaiser rolls his eyes thinking what could go wrong if your two brothers found out you're dating their rival.

Michael Kaiser who wears an awkward disguise but it surprisingly works well. Though you can't help but stare at him, his eye glasses accentuate his already good looks.

"Staring at me, schatz?" He teases, intertwining both your hands as you two enjoy the scenery in front of you.

You'd be lying if you said he didn't look good in those glasses, "W-well… the glasses suit you." Shyly looking away. The two of you have been dating for a year now but you still stutter and stumble when you're caught by surprise by him again and again.

"I know" he says confidently while pushing away your bangs to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.

Michael Kaiser who takes off his disguise and leads you two in a quiet area with no other person other than you two.

"You know if I had the chance to turn back time to fix my past I wouldn't change a single thing." He chuckles before pulling you closer to him by the waist.

You raise an eyebrow, not knowing what he meant. "Huh?" He leaned down to your level, holding you close and lips inches apart from each other.

"Because if I changed something then there's a chance I wouldn't be able to meet you, I'd rather go through that pain as a young footballer rather than live my life not meeting you." He whispered, smirking at your reaction. How could he say that so casually and expect you to act normal.

Michael Kaiser who takes you shopping and promises to take you out on another date like this.

"Kaiser, I don't wanna go home yet" you muttered quietly, hugging him as he patted your back.

Kaiser smiles at you, pulling away so he can cup your face with both his hands. "I know." He pulled you into a deep kiss before your phone rang and interrupted your moment.

Your eyes widen at the contact number.

"Oh shit it's my brothers… should I check the message?"

"Its okay go ahead"

Kaiser reads the chats with you, absolutely baffled by the brothers' efforts to stalk you.

"What the fuck." You both hear behind you, it was Sae's voice.

"I swear I can explain!" Yelling at the two but it's no use when they glared daggers at you and Kaiser.

Sae forced the two of you to ride back home, talking sternly to Kaiser while driving; Rin is still mad at the betrayal but he won't admit it.

"How long have you been seeing my sister?" Sae demanded an answer, still pissed for 3 reasons.

1. Not telling Sae you're seeing someone (he just wants to keep you safe)

2. You dating Kaiser (Sae and Rin absolutely do not trust that man)

3. The traffic

Kaiser gulps, looking back at you and looking back at Sae, never had he imagined meeting your brothers face to face again like this.

"Since last year"

…

"What." Rin felt his eye twitch, his nerves popping out of anger and confusion.

You hold your boyfriend's hand nervously, the atmosphere is so dreary it feels like your skin is getting grated every second from the anxiety prickling at your skin.

"You're gonna fucking use my sister and leave her crying like shit after you're done with her? The fuck do you want with her?"

"R-rin— that's enough…"

"I'm not done yet."

Kaiser entered the Itoshi household, he knew if he chickened out or shit the brothers would never approve of him. He took his shoes off and wore the slippers you offered him, you and Kaiser sit down at the couch and it's already making you uncomfortable.

"Listen here you German shit." Sae snarls at him, Kaiser has met Sae and Rin before and used to piss the two daily at blue lock, now he regrets ever doing it because it ruined his chances of getting along with his future brother-in-laws.

Anyone could tell Sae was pissed as hell, venom seethed from his throat and he swears if he could just smash the living shit out of Kaiser he would.

On the other hand though, Rin is absolutely avoiding your gaze. He's madder than Sae because he feels like he failed as your brother. That he wasn't good enough for you to share your secret with him.

"If you break my sister's heart I'll break your limbs at the next world cup. You hear me?" The eldest brother glaring down at Kaiser, if looks could kill Kaiser would've already been dead.

"And you." Gulping as you stare at the ground when Sae mentions you, hoping that this'll all end.

"Why the fuck did you think it's a good idea to hide a relationship like this for so long?"

"Because I knew you'd blow up like this— you're always so overprotective yet you were never here with me and Rin!" The two of you went at it, insults and insults, uneasiness filling the gaps of each corner. "What the fuck do you mean never here? I was working my ass off in spain to chase my dreams- to make you and Rin's life fucking easier!"

"I never asked you to do that for me! You're the worst person ever, I wish you weren't my brother." It accidentally slips out and Sae's eyes widen. When you look back at him you could see his breathing become uneven— that look in his eyes. The look of betrayal and guilt. He was taken aback at your reply.

You burst into tears before taking Kaiser's hand, pulling him out of the Living room and going outside.

"Michael lets go." You mumbled, it was freezing but none of it mattered. Tying your shoes before taking your shit with you.

Kaiser feels like needles were stabbing his chest, it felt like it was his fault that your relationship with your brothers strained even further— if it ever existed in the first place.

He says nothing as he watches you pathetically cry and run away from the household, catching up to you while pulling you closer to him.

"Shhh it's okay, breathe."

Kaiser rubbed circles on your back as you hyperventilated; tears streaming down your cheeks as you hugged him, looking for the comfort you could never find in anyone else but him.

"I-it's all my fault— I'm sorry for dragging you into this.."

"Breathe," he raised your chin, making you stare at him. It pained him to see you breaking down in his arms like this, "Breathe in and out, it's gonna be okay."

The two of you walk to a nearby playground, hand in hand as you two sit on the swings. Kaiser looks over to you… confusion, pity and sadness coming to him all at once. Maybe it was right that he should've left you alone when you first mentioned that you were an Itoshi.

"I'm sorry… I didn't expect it to go this way— I really am sorry." Sobbing as you hugged your legs together and cried onto your knees.

Kaiser only stares at you. His mouth goes dry as his mouth was left agape, his mind racing and he wants to say something but he doesn't know the right words that he should say. He could make you feel much worse and he didn't want to add to your stress so he kept quiet.

You two stay at the playground for hours until you hear footsteps slowly coming closer.

"Go home now, please."

Your eyes were dead, tugging onto your shirt as you shivered in both anxiety and from the cold weather. "R-rin?"

Rin looks over to you then Kaiser, feeling guilt. He should've said something earlier but he's always been a coward, always been a bad brother.

"Let's go home and eat dinner. You're hungry and you Kaiser… let's talk privately later." Rin's voice was hoarse, you could tell he's been crying. You nod and stand up, walking back home with Rin as Kaiser follows behind you two.

You three entered the house quietly, making sure to not disturb Sae. Rin looks down at the cold soup he made earlier, picking it up and reheating it while you and Kaiser wait at the dining table.

"Here… beef stew." Rin places the bowl down, preparing the dinner table. You watch Rin do all the work, you tried to help him but he refused. You could tell he was trying to ease the atmosphere. "So… when did you meet my sister.?" He asked, Rin was too ashamed to look any of you in the eye.

"I met her at the Blue Lock party a year ago then…" Kaiser pauses, looking over to you for affirmation as you nod at him, "We hit it off and she was nice, we exchanged numbers and we went on a date. She mentioned she was an Itoshi and I got nervous." He continued before taking a bite of the beef.

"Oh." Rin replied, it was awkward for everyone at the dining table. Just the clanking of the utensils against their own plates and whirring sound of the electric fan can be heard. But it's better than the deafening noise of continuous fighting with Sae.

"I know we fought a lot at the world cup and Blue lock but I'm willing to put that aside for my sister." Rin trails off. Rin was never good with words but he knew if he can't make amends with your lover then he'd hurt you in the process.

Kaiser takes a deep breath, his hands still clammy and sweaty. "I— me too."

You only watch the awkward interaction between the two, you were glad they were slowly starting to get along.

"Kaiser." Rin looks over to Kaiser and they stare at each other, but it wasn't hatred in their eyes, just regret.

"Promise me you won't break my sister's heart?" Your brother asked with desperation in his voice, you're the only one he had left and he couldn't and wouldn't bear to see you heartbroken. The first he's ever seen you heartbroken was when Sae came back from spain and abandoned you two. He doesn't want to see you break down over anything— anyone, ever again.

"I would never. I've known her all my life." The two Itoshis raised an eyebrow at his bold declaration.

"When I was a child I would pick flowers off the neighbor's lawn and imagine myself giving it to the girl I would love. When I grew older I would take pictures of breathtaking sceneries and hope that maybe I could bring my soon to be lover to those places again. When I got my first check I saved enough because I hoped to god I could meet the love of my life and spoil them with everything I have." Kaiser stares down at his plate, trying to avoid their gazes but he then looks Rin straight in the eye, his eyes brimming with a fiery determination Rin swore he only ever saw from other football players when their vision narrows on the ball, like an adrenaline rush.

"And I'm sure I've known her all my life and I'll spend my life meeting and learning to love her over and over again— so please. Let me be with her. I won't ever hurt her, if I ever did I would stop playing football because I dedicated my goals just for her. If I kicked and rolled the ball without meaning I'd rather not play it at all."

Rin's always loathed Bastard München's ace, Kaiser. But he feels his heart soften at his persistence to be with his sister. Never in his life has he seen a man so dedicated to ever go after his sister. Rin hates Kaiser for sure but he promised to put their past behind just for her.

"Alright… I'll let you have my sister but… keep your promise. She's the only one I have."

Your eyes soften at the scene unfolding Infront of you, happy that the two most important people in your life are getting along but there's one person left, Sae.

You all finish eating then helping Rin clean up the table. In the corners of your eye you noticed Kaiser wiping the table. "K-kaiser you dont have to!"

"It's nothing."

"W-well… I'm gonna go upstairs and uh get my stuff…" you gave a weak smile to the two, slowly walking up the stairs to talk to Sae.

The lights were dimmed and Sae wasn't in his room. Almost stepping on a sock you looked over to Sae, he was sitting down on the staircase; his hair messy and his eyes puffy.

"What do you want?" Aggression and hostility in his voice, he looked up to you. A few hours ago at the fight, Sae was beyond pissed at you but now… he looked broken, as if he realized something.

Note: sorry if the intro was so bad i dont know how to write anymore im cryigngggg. I mean i know how to but i def downgraded compared to my past fics istg. Sorry if there are too many mistakes, I'll try my best to satisfy my readers in the next part of the fic. 🙇‍♀️ Hope you enjoyed!

Written by @khuzena. Likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated. ♡

[shiro-00s]

heaven on earth

10. unfamiliar warmth .. ✮

[ genshin impact smau / idol!xiao x fem!reader ]

The time on your phone screen changed from 4:19 to 4:20. The sun wasn't shining as brightly anymore from the clouds covering it but sunlight still peeked through some gaps. Your long-awaited meeting with the dark-haired male was finally about to begin.

Your walk to the pavilion was accompanied by the chilling wind and the sound of people passing by as they chattered on with their own little worlds. Arriving 10 minutes early wasn't exactly your plan but it wouldn't cause any harm to be early for once. Plus, you were grateful for the opportunity to be able to arrive earlier than the man to give off a good impression.

Or that was your initial plan until you saw a glimpse of someone with teal undertones and golden eyes from the windows of the pavilion.

Well, at least someone didn't ditch.

Upon walking inside, the woman at the reception welcomed you, asking for any reservations or if you didn't make one.

As you told the woman your name, you were led to the table where you were met with the sight of a menu covering a familiar face.

Your lips curled into a smile at the sight. He seemed to be too invested in the menu, not aware of your figure standing near the table. Taking this as a chance to surprise him, you walked up to the chair on the opposite side of Xiao.

From under the table, you softly kicked his shin. You tried to suppress a laugh when his reflexes kicked in and he moved away from the table. The chair made a screeching noise from the contact it made against the floor. Xiao was clutching onto the menu, his knuckles shifting from pink to white.

Sitting back against the chair in a relaxed form, you questioned the panicked man, "You alright there?" His panic seemed todie down as he took in the sight of you. With a huff, he snapped back "Are you trying to end me with a heart attack?"

You giggled at his words as he took his seat back and was looking around for anyone who might have seen his actions that happened previously. Relaxing your elbows on the table, you took his lack of attention on you to check him out.

Xiao wore a black puffer jacket and a sweatshirt underneath. You were confused why he was wearing a mask, though. Well, it looked nice on him and it complimented the outfit well so it didn't really matter.

When his attention returned to you, you met his eyes but he looked away as soon as the interaction happened. Chuckling softly to yourself, you gestured for a waiter to come and take your orders. You were grateful you did research on the pavilion beforehand to know what food you should give a try. After conversing with the waiter about your orders, you watched in silence as Xiao took off his jacket and hung it on the chair.

You ignored the glances he kept throwing at you, just because you wanted to see how long it'd take for him to start a conversation. With a silent sigh, you took it upon yourself to be the one to start it because you felt responsible for it. "Sorry for the timing, by the way, it's too late for lunch and too early for dinner."

His eyebrows rose at your apology, clearly not expecting it. Then he shook his head and you could hear him mutter an "I don't mind." even with the low volume.

It was almost funny how every time it'd end up in the same way - you start a conversation and him replying. As laughable as it was, it would end up being awkward one way or another. So the only solution in this situation: ask him a question about himself.

"Hey, y'know.. the apartment we live in is pretty expensive no? Was wondering what job you got to pay for it." A great question, but not for him. Xiao had found himself in a tight situation, he didn't really want to tell you his profession. Why would he?

You were probably one of the only people who had friended him without the knowledge of his role as an idol. Sweat dripped from both of your faces, one for the confusion of the long silence and the other for not knowing how to answer your question.

"My friend (really struggled to say that) bought it for me because it was near his place." It was an excellent lie, and it wasn't a full lie either, right? Childe bought the apartment for him because it wasn't far from the studio and was a really good deal - at least that's what he heard. However, Xiao didn't have much to worry about because you seem to have bought his lie. The only thing that you were wary about was the fact he actually had friends. Think he'd be mad if I said that out loud tho.

Still, waiting for what you'll have to say about his fake situation was nerve-wracking. "Woah, your friend gotta be.. in love with you or something for that. Either that or he's made out of money." When the words reached his ear, he'd like to think you're one of a kind to reply with something like that.

"Not really, 'think he got someone honestly, with his behavior these days."

"No way, what kind of behavior?"

"Asked me to buy something for someone else, he never does that."

Xiao surprised himself when he talked to you without difficulty and was a little proud of washis improving social skills.

And so, the conversation never ends.

It was getting late, the clock was ticking but you and Xiao were in your own little worlds. Unaware about the darkness consuming the sky slowly until one of you had glanced at the clock on one of the walls of the pavilion. Oh. It was half past 6, and the sun had already set long ago.

Xiao seemed to have taken note of the time, too. As much as you'd love to stay with Xiao, your mind was starting to play games with you.

Did I leave enough food for Rain?

Hope I won't return to the apartment being torn apart by her.

Though, you didn't have much time to ponder on further as your thoughts were stopped by Xiao's words, "Wanna walk home with me? We're headed the same way." Well.. our places are literally face-to-face so, why not?

The both of you quickly wrapped up your things, fought over the bills (you paid) and walked out the pavilion to go on the peaceful walk with Xiao. It would've been a perfect night. It would've. Except the freezing cold air brushing against all parts of your exposed skin. It took a lot in you to suppress the shivering.

Neither of you really spoke as to not disturb the tranquil air surrounding the two of you. That didn't really last long considering the sneeze that came out of you even with your attempt to muffle it with your forearm. The words that came out of Xiao's mouth had made you warm though. In a different way.

"Are you cold?"

Trying to dismiss his concern, you waved your hand slightly as a gesture to non-verbally say "don't worry". Xiao made it obvious he couldn't just accept a very obvious lie when he thought of a quick solution.

And you realized what his quick solution was when you felt a weight on your shoulders. His jacket. On your shoulders.

Xiao gave you his jacket.

You can't tell if the warmth you suddenly feel is from the jacket or your emotions. Your heart skipped a beat. The action the male had done had left you speechless. How could he do something so casually? But you kept your composure, you refused to show any signs of flustering at his actions.

Your eyes scanned Xiao, trying to pry and figure out what he's thinking. When you're unable to do so, you sigh softly. He was Xiao after all, it wouldn't surprise you if he wasn't aware that this type of activity was something usually done in kdramas, where the male lead makes a move on the main character to create a romantic scene. It was a move used by teenagers to express affection for their loved ones, a cliche plot that was written in books to make more progress on the lovers' relationship, a gesture that was meant to mean more.

You smile, "Thanks Xiao, really saving my life out here." Again, Xiao being Xiao, he simply nodded at your words with a poker face. The walk home consisted of small talks here and there, until you finally reached your apartments.

You ignore the tiny ache in your heart when you had to hand over the jacket back, you reason that it was just that comfortable. You're ripped out of your thoughts once again when your hand brushes against his. It felt like a shock. The hair on your neck stands, the beating of your heart can be heard, you gulp.

You shove your hand back to your side, then turn to your apartment, you leave a 'cya later' in the air for him to hear as you stroll into your own residence.

And Xiao was left with the jacket you wore on his hand and the emptiness of your presence.

You don't realize how Xiao thinks you look better in the jacket than he does.

heaven on earth - 10. unfamiliar warmth

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synopsis ; 🗝️ — in which you befriend your next door neighbour who, unbeknownst to you, was apart of a soon-to-be one of the most popular bands throughout liyue. you're unable to tell if cupid was helping you or not when things with xiao keept going up and down. will he continue to keep his secret from yours truly?

NOTES — rain is the cat's name btww im really spoiling yall with the hardwork i put into this chapter fr feeding u guys

TAGLIST [OPEN] — @mikctp @ghostlysyntaxed @kazemiya @nnasv @gojoandelsalovechilde @candy-purple-cyanide @kissingkzuha @zyilas @lunaavity @luminescent-light @mave-in @rizakari @riikyu @kokoscutie @starsxnight @sketcheeee @softlie @izakyun @xiaxilia @the-sweet-madame

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[vani-ash]

Kim meets Porchay while Chay is working his minimum wage job in fast food or something, he instantly finds Chay adorable and keeps going back to Chay's work, trying to talk to him/work up the courage to ask him on a date. Kim is so down bad, he even gets a job there. It's disgusting and Kim lasts exactly 1 hour, but in that time he manages to ask Chay on a date.

During that time Kim worked in the kitchen, and he was okay making the food until he realized the deep fryers were messing with his hair and his skin started to feel disgusting so he kept complaining and not wanting to go near the deep fryers, he was then moved to try working the cash registers, but he couldn't handle having to be nice and eventually Chay had to stop him from jumping over the counter to fight a rude customer.

Eventually Kim manages to get a date with Chay, their first date is low-key and easy, they go see a movie or something easy. They easily talk and get closer.

Then Kim decides he wants to take Chay out on a really fancy and nice date so he sets up a reservation for one of his families fancy restaurants, and on the way there in the car Chay is like, 'why are we going to the fancy part of town?'

And Kim's like 'oh I wanted to take you somewhere nice'

and Chay's like "I hope it's not one of those fancy restaurants where everyone is all dressed up I can't stand rich people"

Kim breaks out into a sweat 'What.'

Chay starts going on a whole rant about how he hates all rich people and eat the rich and whatever,

and then Kim has to find a way to tell Chay how they are going to one of those fancy rich restaurant and when they get there, and they are served quickly and Chay can see all the staff giving him a look as he isn't dressed right for the restaurant but Kim tells him to ignore them,

But Chay gets kinda suspicious and is like why are they being so nice to you? omg are you one of those rich people?

Kim has to make up some lie about how he won the reservation in a contest or something, and Chay believes him, for the moment.

And then when they order food the menu is all in English or French or some other language and Chay cant read it so he starts making fun of rich people and Kim's is like yeah haha I also definitely have no idea what this menu says…

Chay has to use the bathroom and the waiter comes while Chay is gone so Kim just orders what he thinks Chay would like, he also orders a really expensive and fancy wine.

When it comes Chay is like is this part of the contest too? Because he knows from Porsche that the wine is expensive, and Kim has to be like uhhhh yeah it's part of the contest don't worry

Anyway they get their food and start eating and Chay is making fun of all the cutlery and is like who even needs this much cutlery omg rich people are so stupid lmao and Kim is like yeah ha ha, but in his mind he is dying cause there is no way he is going to be able to pretend he is poor forever he could barely handle an hour in a minimum wage job,

What if he wanted to invite Chay to his place? Where do poor people live? Does he need to buy a run down apartment complex? and Chay hadn't questioned Kim on his car cause Kim only access to one of his cars at the moment which was thankfully his most normal one but did that mean Kim wouldn't be able to drive any of his fancy cars with Chay?

Anyway Kim uses the wrong cutlery on purpose to match Chay and not expose himself as rich but for some reason Kinn is also in the restaurant that night.

Kinn sees Kim eating with the wrong cutlery, and he just HAS to get up and come over to Kim, and he just starts going on this whole thing about how Kim is acting like a savage for using the wrong cutlery and how Kim is embarrassing himself and then Kinn also noticed Kim is dressed in like jeans and goes on about that too, the whole time Kim is just glaring at Kinn trying to telepathically communicate that if Kinn fucks this up for him he will be sicking Thankhun on Kinn.

Somehow, Kinn never reveals that they are related despite thinking Kims death glare was just his normal face, In Chays mind he thinks a random rich guy came up to them and started lecturing them about proper dining etiquette unprompted.

Once Kinn leaves and Chay is like 'omg this is why I hate rich people, they always think they are better than everyone else, promise me if you win another contest not to take me to another fancy restaurant.'

Anyway, Kim spends months pretending he is poor, for the first few months he just always insist they go to Chay's instead of his. But then he does end up buying a run down apartment complex, and even when he gets to pick the nicest apartment in the building its still horrible. He tries to make it look lived in but he doesn't really know what to put in it that a poor person would have so he leaves it mostly unfurnished.

Anyway because of all this Chay thinks Kim is even poorer than him and so Chay always insists on paying for Kim on dates (when Kim manages to pay before him Chay gets upset cause he thinks Kim is spending too much on him that he should really be keeping for himself!), or he'll buy Kim like little trickets and things or something but then Kim keeps all of Chay's gifts at his actual apartment so Chay thinks Kim keeps getting robbed or something.

Eventually Chay finds out Kim is rich and he does not take it well.

But once they work it out and get back together Chay takes full advantage of Kim's eagerness to buy everything he wants but to Chay that just means like being able to order more then one thing or something other than the cheapest item at a restaurant,

while still pretending to be poor Kim gets Chay like designer clothes or really nice jewelry or something for Chay's birthday and Chay lowkey thinks Kim is either a really good thief or a scam artist or something but also he's into it

[devotedlykoneshots]

NAKAMOTO YUTA : SUGAR DADDY

Genre: 18+ , minors dni, 🔞, sugar daddy plot, yuta is persistent, straight filth at the end by bad.

Word count: 5,440 ( the longest fix I've ever written, I got too into it lmao)

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He was just a man, wealthy , young , attractive, successful businessman.

You were an average worker just getting by , living paycheck to paycheck.

You had met him at a restaurant and from the looks of it , he was in the middle of dinner with his colleagues and honestly you felt a little bit out of dress.

There they were chatting and laughing as they sat there in their expensive suits, while you sat there in a dress you found on sale at rainbow and you were waiting for your boyfriend.

Your very late boyfriend.

You're not sure when or how long he'd been staring at you but one of the guys definitely were looking your way , sipping on wine that was probably twice your rent as you sipped on water.

Your eyes only seemed to widen further as he excused himself and got up to walk over to your table, you dumbly looked around to see if he was walking towards someone behind you but when you turned around he was taking a seat in front of you.

"Can I help you?" You asked him and he ran his fingers through his burgundy hair.

"Sorry , I couldn't help but notice you were all alone"you snorted at the irony and shook your head.

"I'm just waiting for my boyfriend"you said and he raised an eyebrow at you.

"You got here before me and we've been here for 2 hours, why stay?"he asked and you looked down, you hadn't realized.

"Sorry , I don't mean to pry"he apologized and you shook your head.

"Something must've come up"you made yet another excuse for your boyfriend.

"Have you eaten?"he asked, as far as he knows you haven't and the water you'd been sipping on for hours was definitely warm by now.

"No"you said reluctantly and he turned his head to whistle at the waiter, waving him over.

"What are you doing?"you asked him and he raised his eyebrows at you, the what should have been obvious by now.

"You've been here for over two hours and you've yet to eat, what does it look like I'm doing?"he got sassy with you, further taking you back at the scene unfolding in front of you.

"She's ready to order"he tells the waiter and the employee turns to grab you a menu.

"You're crazy"you run your fingers through your hair , this was not how you expected your Friday night to go.

"You can thank me next time"he said as he stood up from your table and walked away.

"Next time? Wha-"you're cut off by your boyfriends arrival, your anger flaring up.

"What was that about?"he asked and you ignored him, asking him a question of your own.

"Where were you?"he sat down in front of you and grabbed your hand, rubbing his thumb on the back of it and usually you'd melt at his affection but tonight was not one of those times.

"Something came up"for 3 hours? You wanted to ask.

"So, you couldn't send me a text? Instead you allowed room for another man, a stranger - to buy me dinner at my favorite restaurant that you promised you'd do on our anniversary"you ended up snapping at him instead and this idiot ignored majority of your rant, focusing on one little part.

"He bought you dinner?"he'd asked , you almost wanted to slap some sense into him quite literally.

"Of course that's all you got from that"you rolled your eyes and took the menu from the waiter.

The rest of the night was spent with your boyfriend eating something cheap from the menu while you ate something you'd always wanted to try and drank the wine you'd been eyeing all night.

Your boyfriend finally got the hint, you wouldn't put up with his foolishness for much longer.

So you're not surprised to find a bouquet of roses (not your favorite) on your desk at work the next morning with a note from him.

You however couldn't help but think back to the man responsible for your boyfriends sudden change in attitude.

Who was he?

Your answer would come only 2 weeks later at a party with your friends, celebrating your best friends engagement.

"Since our anniversary he's really straightened up and I'm loving it really but it still angers me that all it took was another man showing interest in me to get his act together"you explained and karina raised her eyebrows.

"Who is this mystery man?" Jennie asked and you shrugged your shoulders.

"He never told me his name and I haven't seen him since"you tell her and she hums.

"We're in a better place because of it"you concluded and you honestly weren't expecting to see him at all for the rest of your life maybe but that's not how it works.

"Well cheers to that"yeji laughs and you all drown your shots , they all laugh and tease you as you're the last one to finish.

Just then the doors opens and a group of men enter the room, directly going to the VIP section and that's when you see him.

He's dressed different now and a lot more appetizing if you say so yourself,  he's dressed in all black and his sleeves are rolled up to show off his arms.

"Oh my god"you're quick yo turn around and your friends are instantly on alert.

"What?"they asked in unison, jihyo being the mom she is starts to rub your back.

"That's him, the one that bought me dinner"you told them and they whipped around to look for him but you weren't very specific.

"Where?"Karina asked.

"VIP section, to the left of the guy with the undercut"you tell them and after spotting him they turn to you, whispering but clearly wanting to yell.

"NO FUCKING WAY"

"WHAT?"you whisper , they obviously knew who he was.

"THATS NAKAMOTO YUTA, SUPER FUCKING RICH"Lisa makes her presence known.

"NOT RICH , WEALTHY"Jennie looks like she's about to bust a but just thinking about him.

"he's coming over"Karina is the most calm.

"What?"you turn around just in time to see him walking over to you.

"If we keep meeting up like this I'm gonna start thinking you're stalking me"he smirked and you never thought you'd find a man smirking hot but here we are.

"We both know who's really stalking who here"you roll your eyes and he snickers at your change in attitude from the last time you met.

"I just realized I never got your name"he said and you opened your mouth to say something witty but Jennie was faster.

"Its y/n, I'm Jennie"holding out her hand and he shakes it politely.

"Yuta"he never took his eyes off of you and you couldn't help but question what his intentions were.

"Do you wanna join us?"he asked and raising your eyebrows.

"I can't , I'm celebrating my best friends engagement"you turned down the offer and jihyo looks around dramatically.

"What engagement you talking about?"she asked and you burst out laughing , shaking your head at her silly antics.

"You're all welcome to join us"he offered and you shake your head, you couldn't.

"I have a boyfriend"you told him , it wasn't right.

"So do i"Jennie said but still strutted her way up to the VIP section and you sighed, going against your better judgement.

"Okay....lead the way"you gave in and yuta placed a hand on your back to lead the way.

"These are my friends , haechan, johnny, jaehyun, doyoung, taeil, jeno, Lucas, jaemin and mark"yuta smiles as he introduces you and your friends to his own.

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You got home late that night and your boyfriend was not happy one bit but you'd just told him you were with your friends , it wasn't a lie but it wasn't the truth either.

The next time you saw yuta you were at work and you shook your head as he walked up to you.

"You're definitely stalking me now" you commented and he chuckles.

"Could you blame me, I may have grown quite fond of you" he said and you raised your eyebrows, you kinda figured that much.

"I have a boyfriend"you reminded him for the millionth time it felt like and he was rather blunt with his response.

"I don't really care"he admitted and you looked down.

"Can I get you something from our menu? I can't have you holding up my line"you asked him and he chuckles at your attempt to get him to leave.

"When do you get off work?"he asked instead and you sighed.

"Why? Don't you have anything better to do than chase after a taken woman?" You asked and he raised his eyebrows again.

"Better to be chased than taken for granted , don't you think?"he quipped and your jaw dropped before you closed it.

"I'm not..."you shake your head and reminded him of the obvious.

"You're holding up my line"he turns his head to see a group of people behind him , he flashed them a smile and the girls all melted right on the spot.

"I'll leave , when you tell me what time you get off"he insisted and you stomp your feet like a little toddler before giving in.

"8pm tonight, now please" he smiled at your frustrated state.

"I'll be here at 7:30 to pick you up"he said and looked at him with wide eyes for what felt like the millionth time.

"Wait - what?"

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"I'm just going to say it"he immediately jumps up after the last customer leaves and you raised your eyebrows at him.

"Okay...."you're not used to seeing him so....nervous? He's always been chill and laid back, very sure of himself and his abilities.

"I want to take care of you..... financially, I want you to quit that useless place you call a job and yes I know you have a boyfriend"he tells you before you could even say it and you bite your bottom lip, as long as he knew.

"I don't really care honestly , if I have to watch you walk home one more time and in the cold for Christ sake I'm literally going to buy this shit joint"damn was it ever really that serious? You chuckle at your own inner commentary.

"You want to be my sugar daddy?"you asked and his face twisted into one of disgust.

"God , don't say it like that. I'm not old and I'm not asking for anything in return , just let me take care of you and if you decide to ditch that pathetic excuse of boyfriend later down the line then I wanna be the one to help you celebrate"damn , he really doesn't like your boyfriend huh?

"I don't know, I mean that's not fair to him"you tell him and he rolls his eyes, licking his lips.

"When has he ever been fair to you? He's not even here to pick you up from work and you have to catch a bus and walk 20 minutes to get home, god knows what could've happened had I not been here."now how in the hell?

"How do you know-"he cuts off your incoming question.

"I have my ways....just let me drop you off and think about what I'm offering"he said and you sigh, a ride home did sound nice.

"Okay....just a ride home"you agreed, following him to his car in the parking lot and you gaped at the red ferrari.

"Have you eaten?"his voice brings you from your trance as he unlocks the car and opens your door for you, your stomach growling answered his question and you get in the car.

"What do you wanna eat?"he asked and you looked over at him as he gets in the car, doors locked and you just noticed how good he smells up close.

"You said a ride home"you tell him and he rolls his eyes, it wasn't a big deal for him but it was for you.

"Now its just a pit stop to grab something to eat, you've got to take better care of yourself"he slightly scolds you and you scoff, folding your arms.

"I take care of myself fine"you look out of the window and its his time to scoff now.

"Really? Because every time we meet you hadn't eaten in hours."he said and you looked at him, you hadn't even met that much.

"Maybe I wasn't hungry"you counter and he chuckles, pulling out of the parking lot.

"Yeah because you devoured the food i bought you at the restaurant within minutes because you weren't hungry"you noticed he matched your energy well, talking to him was easy and he seemed to love to tease you as well.

"You watched me"you gasped and hit his arm before you realized what you had done , you went to apologize but his next comment sent a chill up your spine.

"I'm always watching you"he said and you focus on the road ahead of you.

"Why me? You could have any girl in the world and you chose me, even Jennie wants you and she's my friend"you tell him and he snorts, glancing over at you.

"You need a better friend"he said and you shake your head , Jennie was a good friend for the most part but she was hyper sexual and she wasn't ashamed of her sexuality.

"We're not together , she doesn't owe me anything"you wave off his comment.

"I have plenty of other friends she's welcome to shoot her shot at but its not gonna happen with me"damn he was dead set on you.

"You didn't answer my question, why me?"you asked again, turning your body to face him and he keeps a hand on the wheel as he let's your seat back for you to get more comfortable.

"I don't know, I just got this feeling the first time we met and I just knew I had to have you"he wasn't afraid to be honest with you and why would someone of his status be anything but honest with you.

"You can't have me, you know that right"you tell him and he hums.

"Yet"is all he says and you're taken back by his answer.

"You really are crazy"you laugh and look out the window , he chuckles.

"The best ones are"

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Your boyfriend wasn't happy and you sympathized with that part, you'd been doing a lot of things you normally wouldn't do and now they were catching up to you.

You woke up one morning and your face was all over the news, pictures of you with yuta at all of the places you'd run into each other together and your boyfriend was seeing this for the first time.

"You lied to me! You said you were with your girls"you remembered yuta whispering into your ear that night about how unfortunate it was that you were taken and how his arm was draped over the back of the couch behind you.

"It wasn't a lie but it wasn't the whole truth either" you winced and he paced across the floor.

"Are you sleeping with him?"he asked and you scoffed.

"I'm not you, I don't sleep with people I barely know"irritated that he would even considered that as an option.

"So what are you?"he asked and you rolled your eyes.

"He wants to take care of me...financially"you told him and he scoffed.

"What did you tell him?"he asked and you looked down at your fingers.

"I'd think about it"you said and he laughed bitterly.

"Oh for the love of god, you practically agreed"he accused you and your anger flared up.

"I didn't agree for you! because its not fair for you!"you yelled at him, pretty sure you'd get a noise complaint filed.

"You don't care about me"he shakes his head and that angered you even more.

"Really? Did you not forget why we're in this mess to begin with? You were 3 hours late to your own anniversary dinner"you rightfully reminded him why this stranger had taken interest in you.

"I'm still with you because I care , I haven't agreed because I care and I feel terrible because I care"you continued to go off , not once had you when remotely entertained this mans advances. 

"Its not my fault you gave him an opening and now he won't back off and he's aware I have you but he's never crossed the line"you told him and it was true although yuta wanted you he'd never touched you or made you feel like you couldn't make your own decisions.

"I can't do this, you wanna whore yourself out to some rich guy then be my guest and I won't stand in your way"now you were livid.

"If you wanna go so bad.... I'll help you"you announced and got off the couch, going to your bedroom to help him pack.

"Y/n , don't you touch my stuff-" he's cut off by a shoe barely missing his face and its followed by various clothes and shoes.

"Get out!"you yelled at him and threw the suitcase as well , him barely dodging it.

"I'm the one that should be angry!"he yelled but packed his things anyway.

"I get it , you feel threatened and I'm not gonna hold your hand anymore. Especially when I've been loyal despite him continuously making advances on me"you help him pack and you even zipped up the suitcase.

"Whore myself out....if anyone is a whore its you and you can go to hell with your insecurities because you didn't start acting like a man until he came along"you continued to go off in his shit but you still handed him his coat and opened the door for him, slamming it shut in his face.

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You found yourself in a bind and since you were single now, your boyfriend got kicked out and rent was due soon, you had no choice but to accept yutas offer.

"I'm sorry that happened"he frowned sympathetically but you both knew he was happy as hell that you got dumped.

"You're so happy , you can't even hide it"you scoff and he chuckles, shrugging his shoulders.

"You don't need him"he said and you sigh, resting your chin on your hand.

"I don't wanna need you either"you pout and he mimics your posture, including the pout.

"You don't , just think of this as payback for turning your world upside down in the best way possible."he grinned and you rolled your eyes , sharing your head.

"You're a mess"you tell him and he bites his bottom lip, sliding forward more.

"I can make you a mess"you jump back and blush as he laughs at your flustered state.

"Yuta"you cover your face and he shrugs, sitting back in his chair.

"Your fault not mine"

"So how does 250k every 2 weeks sound?"he changes the subject , taking you by surprise again.

"What? Yuta-"he cuts you off.

"Rule number one, take what I give you and I mean....everything"he's serious and demanding for the first time , you're not surprised when you feel a tingle in your uh....lower region.

"What am I supposed to do with 250k?"you asked him, jaw still on the floor and he hums as he takes a finger to press against your chin.

"Move out of that wretched apartment for starters"you frown, that was your first apartment.

"I'm taking care of you now and my love, you deserve the best of what life has to offer and you'll also need a new wardrobe."he said and looks out of the window but when he looks back, you're still frowning.

You found nothing wrong with your wardrobe but even Jennie has called you out for your lack of fashion sense many times before.

"You're cute but johnny would kill me if he saw you rocking what could be mistaken as baby phat"your jaw dropped again and he chuckles.

"He and his partner mingi can help you with that, they love fashion like that"you huff and fold your arms over your chest.

"Keep doing that and I'll give you a reason to huff" you dropped your arms instantly and looked out if the window, only hearing his laughter ring in your ears.

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You sat on the stool at your new apartment and yuta walked around very pleased with what he saw, his friend doyoung helped you decorate and he definitely had an eye for interior design.

"How do you feel?"he asked as he followed you out onto the balcony, it was a nice set up and the fairy lights only made it better.

"Weird , its gonna take some getting used to"you say after a moment and he nodded, understanding that.

"Your personal driver will take you anywhere you wanna go , until you get your drivers license" he must've noticed the confusion on your face when you saw two cars in the driveway.

"I don't know what to say"you said, in just a few months your life had changed completely and you were still trying to grasp that this was reality.

"Thank you?"he chuckles and you shake your head at him.

"I feel like I should do more than that"you tell him and he shakes his head.

"You don't have to, I just wanna take care of you"he reminds you, he's always kept his promise of wanting nothing in return.

"Who's gonna take care of you?"you asked and he turned to you.

"What do you mean?"he asked, blatantly confused but he gets the hint as you pull him closer by his belt and start to unbuckle it and his jeans.

"I wanna take care of you"you whispered and he grabs your hands with a groan.

"Y/n , look at me"he demands and you look up at him with your bottom lip trapped between your teeth.

"I want you....god knows i do but not like this, I don't want you to do this because you feel like you owe me"he explained and you furrowed your eyebrows, confused.

"Why?"you asked, you never thought you'd see a man turn down a blowjob.

"I want you on your knees because you want me and there's nothing that could quetch your thirst except for my cock"his forehead meets yours and you whimper, his grip on your wrists tighten at the sound and he wanted nothing more than to bend you over the railing and mark his claim on your body and soul.

"Don't say things like that and push me away"you voice brought him back to reality.

"Another time, yeah?"he asked as the door to your apartment opened and you nodded.

"Yeah"you almost forgot about the house warming party.

"Don't ask"he said , turning his attention to haechan and the rest of his and your friends as he fixed his pants.

"Wasn't going to"haechan held up his hands in surrender.

The next time you're alone with yuta was at his vacation home in Italy, you were relaxing in a jacuzzi and yuta watched you from the back door. The way your chest rose with every breath you took and he's snapped out of his trance once he hears a bunch of commotion.

Both of your friend groups seemed to have combined because now whenever you'd go on a trip they weren't far behind.

"Mind if I join you?" Yuta asked as he approached your figure and you smiled, nodding your head and he places your legs on top of his lap as your friends join you.

"This is great" Jennie smiles but you're too preoccupied with trying to keep a straight face as yuta rubs your thighs innocently, your mind however was absolute filth.

"I'm going to get a drink" you stand up and move to get out of the jacuzzi , wrapping a towel around yourself and yuta joins you.

You both go into the house after drying your feet and hair off with another towel , what do you want?"he asked as he opened the fridge and you hugged him from behind.

"I want you"you kissed his bare shoulder and he turns around, sitting his beer on the counter.

"Y/n"he goes to grab your hands but you smack his away, him raising an eyebrow at you.

"I want you now, yuta"you're not backing down this time, you want him.

No, you need him.

"Damn , are you sure?"he asked as he grabs your waist and you step closer, nodding and hiding your face in his neck.

"Yes, please" you lift your head and stand on your tiptoes to kiss his lips, he's taken aback by your boldness but kisses you back nonetheless.

"Jump" he breathes against your lips and you jump, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing his lips more before your lips trail down to his neck.

"Fuck-" he turns and makes the walk to your room , the both of you having two separate rooms not far from each other .

You bite down on his neck after he closes the door with his foot and he walks to the bathroom with you, you realized he was heading towards the shower.

"Let me help you wash the chlorine off first, then I'm all yours" he promises and you nod, letting him carry you in the shower and turn on the water before putting you down.

He turns you around and presses you up against his chest, your bikini top comes off first and your bottoms follow the same fate.

His lips are on your neck and you whimper as you push your ass up against his front, he moves and trails kisses down your body.

His tongue touches every piece of skin on your body and you can't help but get even more turned on by that , the water turning off brings you back and yuta leads you out.

He doesn't care about the water and tosses your still wet frame on the bed, you gasp and he's quick to hover over you as his lips return to your own.

His tongue pushes into your mouth uninvited and you count help but moan, wrapping your legs around him and your fingers run through his dripping hair.

"Yuta" you whine as he pulls back and kisses his way from your jawline to your lower belly, not forgetting to give some love to your nipples using his tongue and mouth.

"Inside" you whimper and he tsks , shaking his head and continuing to move at his own pace which you huff at but that only earns you a slap to your pussy.

"Yuta!" You squeak and cover yourself from getting slapped again.

"What did I say about that huffing?" He asked and you bit your bottom lip.

"I'm sorry" you apologize and he coos , pushing your hands out of the way and continuing to kiss further down.

He stops at your inner thighs and sucks the skin into his mouth , so close to where you want him and he could care less about your needy little pussy craving for his attention.

Was he punishing you?

That thought was wiped from your train of thought as soon as his lips closed around your clit and a moan rips the the depths of your gut, right were you wanted his dick to be by now.

"You're so wet baby"hands throwing your legs over his shoulder and he digs in, not holding back and placing a hand on your lower abdomen to hold you in place as he attacks your leaking pussy with his tongue.

"Needy baby- how good am I doing?" He asked and continued to lick you feverishly , his tongue adding just the right amount of pressure that has you cumming undone just how he likes.

"Fuck" he can't help but chuckle as he watches you come back down to earth, he's now at your side and rubbing slow circles on your clit.

"Too much" you push his hand away and he kisses your cheek.

"You did so good" he praises you and you smile lazily at him, your hand trailing down and grabbing his bare cock which was fully hard.

"Fuck me, please mr nakamoto" you whine and squeeze the base as you lazily stroke his cock, he smacks your hand away and gets up.

He grabs your waist and manhandles you into the position he wants, ass up and face down.

You're angled towards the mirror he had set up in your room and now you know why he had it a specific way, you cry out his name as he smacked your ass harshly and he grinned that evil smile he had.

Slap after slap he landed them all on both of your ass cheeks and you closed your eyes, a tear falling down your face and you jerk away from him once his tongue makes contact with your stinging skin.

"Y-yuta"you whimper.

"I've waited to have you for months , I guarantee you're not leaving this room for a few hours"was that supposed to be a threat? Your body was tingling with anticipation.

"Do your worst"you challenged him and he thrusted his cock into you , his hand pushing your face in the pillow to muffle your scream and he's pulling your hair back soon after. 

"Ag- fuck"you cry out as he pounds his cock into you roughly and your eyes roll to the back of your head, his hands moving to grip your hips to guide your movements and set a faster rhythm.

"You're just all bark aren't you? Just a whiny brat that acts up when she's not stuffed full of cum"you clench down on his cock and he chuckles, grabbing your neck and pulling you up against his chest.

"Is that what you want pretty? Want Mr nakamotos cum in your pathetic cunt?" You whimper and he thrusts his hips faster, a hand dropping down to rub your clit and you cry out again.

"Fuck! You're gonna make me cum" he pulls out immediately and moves away, laying down on the bed and resting his arms behind his head.

"W-why'd you stop?" You whine and pout, he chuckles and beckons you to come closer.

"You're gonna have to work for it. come on, love and ride my cock"you nod and straddle his lap, lining his tip up with your entrance and you whimper as you slide down.

"Move" he demands and you nod, rocking your hips back and forth as he watches you. You couldn't lie , he looked sexy like that.

"Come on, bounce your ass on my cock" you bite your bottom lip and start to bounce on his cock, moans leave your lips and you feel your climax getting closer again.

"I feel-"you're cut off by a slap to the ass.

"Faster, fuck my cock like the horny slut you are"you obey him immediately and the only thing on your mind was his cock.

"You're so-" you're cut off again.

"Attractive? I'm aware, I'm also aware that my baby isn't fucking me hard enough and therefore she must not want to cum"he goes to pull you off his cock but you slap his hands away.

"I can do it" you promised and lean forward, arms caging him in and your ass bouncing faster and harder.

"Fuck- that's a good fucking girl" he spreads your ass cheeks and plants his heels in the bed, thrusting his cock up into you and you cry out once again.

"I'm cumming!" You warned him and pulls you down for a kiss, tongues colliding messily as you both chase that euphoric feeling of ecstacy.

"Cum with me"you hide your face in his neck as you clamp down on his dick and he groans deeply, your body trembling on top of him as your orgasm ran through you and he cums deep into your heat.

"Fuck" he runs a soothing hand down your back , kissing your forehead before carefully rolling you onto the bed beside him.

"I'll go get you some water, we're starting again in 5 minutes" and with that he left the room.

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

does bruce do things to make try and win arranges readers affection? gifts or trinkets? would he leave her expensive paints and not take credit when she asked?

"You look beautiful," Bruce said. And he meant it as he stood and pulled out your chair for you.

"Well. I don't want to embarrass you-"

"I'm not worried about that," he said, smiling a little and signaling a waiter to fill your water glass and bring the wine he'd ordered.

This was supposed to be a work trip. But. What kind of husband would he be if he didn't see to it that his wife was entertained and taken out to be flaunted from time to time.

"Tomorrow I'm not sure-"

"I'll send you an itinerary," he said smiling, hopefully reassuring you. .

"Thank you," you tell him. Traveling with your parents was stressful. You'd never known what was coming or when.

Bruce nodded and took your hand across the table. Stroking your knuckles as you sipped from your wine glass and looked down at the city below. "I was thinking," he mused.

"Dangerous habit."

"I know," he said, raising your hand to his lips and brushing his lips across your knuckles. "But I was thinking that when we get home I might stage an exhibition."

"I do know a few artists I could introduce you to." You try not to think about how they made you feel. How stupid and small you felt when they talked about all the places they'd been and things they'd done.

"Why would I need to do that when I have you right in the house?"

"I- I'm sorry what?"

Bruce smiled a little. "You're talented. Very talented. People should know."

"Wouldn't that- I- that would draw attention and I think- I don't think-I- people would probably-" He listens to your struggle. Flustered and embarrassed. And it stings. He hoped you'd be thrilled. He hadn't missed the melancholy in your face when he took you to another exhibition.

"We don't have to do it," Bruce said. "But I thought it would make a nice break between scandals." He doesn't invoke Mary Catharine. He doesn't offer to invite the other Sisters. But if you wanted them, he'd personally have them flown there.

"I- it's just-"

"It's personal," Bruce finished, understanding.

"Yes."

"It's alright," he said, keeping his voice gentle. "I understand." He didn't. But he could see your discomfort. How horrified you were at the prospect of being seen that way. Scrutinized.

"I'm sorry I just-"

"Don't be sorry," he tutted. "It's your art. Not mine. If you change your mind though, well. I'd be happy to do it."

[lizdonnelly]

bodyache

Pairing: Elizabeth Donnelly x f!reader

Warnings: Hurt/comfort, smut, a dash of mommy kink for good measure

Summary:

You said, you said "Turn the lights down, I wanna be alone" I read your head away I couldn't stand how it pleaded, I needed to take Take a break, take me down, take me down there I wanna stare at the tears, how they watered your years

Based on a request for f!reader reassuring a vulnerable Liz.

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"Santa leave her in your stocking as an early Christmas present? Wouldn't necessarily say you qualify for the nice list, Elizabeth," Arthur Branch chuckled, motioning towards you with his glass.

You felt Liz's grasp tighten on your hand. From the corner of your eye, you could see her head tilt in the tell tale manner it did whenever she was preparing to unleash a verbal ass beating.

"Pleasure to meet you too, Counselman. Heard you're quite the saint, yourself," you piped up with a facetious smile. "Curious how your daughter is staying back in Georgia with her mother again this year. Can't imagine why. Airfare must be too expensive these days."

Lena Petrovsky snickered.

Figured. Corporate types loved when an outsider said what they all couldn't. You were thankful for the bits of gossip Liz fed you over your coffee dates, as it was easy to weaponize them in times like this.

Next to her, a taller woman shifted her weight from one foot to the other. She adjusted her narrow black frames and studied Liz, as if judging whether or not it was safe for her to laugh as well. Out of all the suits stuffed into the swanky bar that evening, she somehow looked the most out of place, ducking out of the way awkwardly whenever a waiter slid by.

"What's it you do again, Miss? Are you one of the ladies that takes my blood when they wheel you into the ER?" Arthur jabbed. "I thought you had to be at least 16 to get a job around here. Mercy General must've fallen on hard times."

Ah, the good ol' age joke and a sexist joke to boot. What a BOGO. You knew his back was against the wall now.

"Really now, Arthur," Lena said, rolling her eyes.

"No, he has a point. I often confuse phlebotomists and trauma surgeons," you said lightly. "I'm sure it was an honest mistake."

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Later in the evening, you found yourself sat in a booth across from the leggy blonde.

Snowflakes were beginning to fall outside, flurries catching in the light of the streetlamps. The music in the bar had quieted down, replaced by the sounds of the Manhattan DA's office trading stories and looking for any opportunity to climb the corporate ladder.

Your attention, however, was caught by Liz. Typically bold and brash, she seemed to hang on the periphery of the crowd tonight, sandwiched next to Lena. She said very little.

"Don't beat yourself up, you should be proud of the way you handled Branch."

You turned to face the woman, whom you learned was named Alex.

"How do you do it?"

"What, deal with him? Lots of Ibuprofen. He's that way with everyone."

"No," you paused, gesturing to the crowd with a loose straw you picked up off the table. "All of this. This whole ecosystem. It'd drive me nuts."

"The type of people who get to this level fought to get here, fought for nights like this. It's why we put up with law school, all those pro bono service hours..." she trailed off. Alex picked at her salad. "Liz isn't any different."

"She can turn it off, though."

Alex's brow furrowed.

"What?"

"Sorry, I'm only used to the Liz Donnelly who breaks down the door to my office whenever she catches wind that my position on a case differs from hers."

You grinned, thinking about how her short, blonde locks bounced whenever she was marching around the brownstone in a tizzy over something that happened at work earlier in the day. It occurred to you that the cause of those occasional outbursts must've been the woman sat across from you.

"I'm glad she's found someone," Alex said softly. "For all the shit she gives me, I've heard she's had it rough in this business."

"What lawyer doesn't, besides the ones that scoot by on family ties?"

Alex bit at her bottom lip.

"I assume the past 30 or so years haven't been the kindest to women, let alone those that... go against the grain."

---

"Yo, you catch the babe in the dress over there? Heard she's the one 'doin' a Donnelly' now," the paralegal snorted. He adjusted his quarter zip with a swell of pride as the other young men around him laughed.

Something in the pit of Liz's stomach turned at the phrase that still circulated around the halls of the DA's office.

She feigned interest in whatever Lena was rattling on about next to her. Gardening, her English bulldog Petunia, the new developmental milestone her grandson had hit a startlingly early age. Take your pick. None of it mattered.

"What's a chick like that doing with Donnelly? There's gotta be a good 20 year difference between them, at least," another one chided. "In it for the cash?"

"God, you couldn't pay me to deal with all that feminist, liberal bullshit."

"I think you're safe, man. Everyone knows that cougar's not coming after you," the other snickered.

Liz snapped her head around. Lena paused.

"Elizabeth?"

"Have a good night, Lena. I have to go make a call."

Liz slipped through the crowd towards you, leaving the judge confused, but altogether indifferent.

---

The ride back to the brownstone was unusually silent.

Typically, the drive back from one of her work events consisted of Liz recounting how "that motherfucker was saying an awful lot for a man who cheats on his wife with his clerk", or how "that public defender at the bar is the one I told you about who keeps getting hit by her repeat offenders". They were boisterous little getaways from reality that you loved sharing with her, thankful for a glimpse into what her world really held.

Not so much this time.

Liz's arm was limp around your shoulder, and as you studied her face, you noticed her wide brown eyes preoccupied with watching the moon from outside the town car.

It hung high above the city, fat and pale.

Snow crunched underneath the tires.

You squeezed her hand.

She gave you a half-smile, a million miles away.

---

Once inside, Liz flicked the lock on the door, took off her coat, and retreated into the depths of the hallway that led to her home office.

Your eyebrows rose.

Although there hadn't been any fighting you'd witnessed break out at the bar, something must've transpired. It was unlike Liz not to be pressing you into the wall, eager to shuck your dress off as soon as you both made it back. Stranger still, the attorney was rarely one of few words.

Badgering her to open up didn't strike you as a method that'd be successful. Years of learning how to maneuver through conversations with resistant patients throughout medical school and, more recently, residency had taught you better. Elizabeth Donnelly would be yet another test to your bedside manner, you thought as you padded up the stairs.

So be it.

When you reached Liz's bedroom, you headed straight for the bathroom, collecting some of the tea candles you'd brought over a few weeks earlier. Soon, they littered the surfaces of the end tables on either side of the prosecutor's bed and along the ledge next to the tub. After lighting each of them, you rifled through the drawer she had started letting you keep your clothes in.

You searched with the aid of the wavering flames of the tea lights until you felt terrycloth slide through your fingers. Your bathrobe. Liz would have a black silk one somewhere in her closet, which proved easier to find in the dim light than you thought it would.

Off came your dress. You missed the feeling of Liz pressing up against your back, her breath heavy against the back of your neck as you heard your zipper come undone. As you discarded your bra on the floor along with your panties, you felt yourself ache for the way she'd slide her hands around your back to cup and massage your breasts.

You steeled yourself.

No matter how much you missed her touch, you wouldn't be feeling it until Liz crossed whatever bridge she was stuck on.

You folded her robe neatly at the end of the bed, and headed into the bathroom to draw a bath.

---

Liz sat in front of her computer, scrolling aimlessly through a redlined document that wouldn't matter until the following week. Her eyes scanned the paragraphs, watching the words slide off the screen.

Anything to keep her mind off the feeling in the pit of her stomach would be a welcomed distraction, even if it meant numbing herself to her surroundings.

The ghosts of the voices from the douchebags at the bar whispered at the edges of her consciousness. She pinched the bridge of her nose. Fuck.

"Honey?"

Liz opened her eyes. The words on the screen blurred together into a tangle of symbols.

You reached over, thumb swiping at the power button on the monitor.

Liz felt her office chair spin.

She looked up at you, mascara and eyeliner smudged. Her eyes were bloodshot.

"Come on," you said softly, gently taking hold of her hands. "Let's get you upstairs."

"I'm not in the mood tonight, sweetheart, I'm sorry..." she trailed off. Her voice was hollow. Worry grew in the back of your mind when you noticed she couldn't hold your gaze.

"I know. I'm not expecting anything. I think you need to wash up. It's getting pretty late," you said slowly.

Liz withdrew a hand to wipe at her eye, nodding.

---

You led her upstairs, grounding yourself mentally once more when she was quiet at the sight of the candles.

Wordlessly, you handed her the silk robe, and began easing her arms out of her blazer. You could tell she was confused, but she didn't resist.

"Thank you," Liz muttered.

You pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. She shuddered.

Confidence growing, you pressed your palms against her shoulders, and walked her into the bathroom where the tub waited.

"You're an angel, really," she sighed. "I don't know why you put up with someone like me."

That was it.

"Someone like you?" you played along, watching closely as she slid into the warm water with you. You moved to sit behind her. Had she been herself, you knew she'd fight you on that, but here and now she allowed you to wrap yourself around her back and pull her into your arms as you shifted up against the wall of the tub.

She sniffled.

You ran a warm, wet hand through her hair. Liz leaned into your touch.

"Someone my age."

"When has that ever been something I said I didn't care for?" you asked without any edge to your voice. You pressed your thumbs into the muscles that lined her shoulder blades now, massaging at the tension you felt rippling under her skin.

"Doesn't mean you couldn't be thinking it."

You laid your forehead against the back of her head.

"Liz, you're better with words than I am. I know there's nothing I can say to prove to you that I really don't care about that."

She hummed as you rolled your hands over her shoulders.

"Well, your tactfulness is proving exactly why they all loved you tonight."

"You know how honored it makes me feel that Arthur Branch likes me, my entire night hinged on winning him over," you teased.

Liz's body trembled slightly in your arms as she laughed at this.

"He's a jackass, Liz. I don't care if he or the judge thinks I'm too young."

"I know," she said, her voice quieting again. "It's just that...seeing you light up the room does make me wonder."

Instead of responding, you leaned down to press a kiss to either of her shoulders, allowing her space to finally speak her thoughts.

"There was a group of boys eyeing you up while I was talking to Lena."

"A group of twentysomething year-old Vineyard Vines proto-lawyers, wow. Just about the only thing more enticing than talking to Branch," you snorted. You could tell Liz smiled to herself at that.

"We have those types at the hospital. It's funny, there's a lot of crossover between your world and mine. Well, in terms of the undesirables."

"That why you're not with some other hotshot young doctor?"

She stiffened. You planted featherlight kisses across her jaw.

"I like my food well-seasoned, so to speak. And female, at that."

"You like your food 'female'?" Liz snickered. She still kept her eyes shut. You could tell that although a few bricks had been removed, the wall she built around herself still remained.

"Hey, I told you you're the one who's good with words here," you giggled. "But I know a better way to show you what I mean."

---

You led Liz, legs hot and leaden with exhaustion, to the bed.

Knowing that she wouldn't cooperate with being pushed onto her back, even in the state she was in, you patted the edge of the bed.

She acquiesed.

You leaned down, cupping her cheek. Her lips met yours hesitantly. You pressed deeper, teeth tugging at her bottom lip before you dropped to your knees.

Liz's breathing grew heavier. You trailed kisses down her chest, stopping to pop one of her nipples into your mouth. She moaned at this. Soon, her fingers wound their way into your hair. You move to suckle at the other nipple, watching as she pivoted to help ease it into your mouth.

"Mmmph..." you groaned, mouth full of her.

She kissed at your forehead.

With a wet pop, you released her nipple from your mouth, trails of saliva dribbling down her chest and your chin as you continued your way down, peppering her body with open-mouthed smooches. Feeling her shudder and groan caused the ache that throbbed between your legs to grow.

"Goddamn," Liz swore from up above you as you began lapping at the wetness you were glad to find between her legs like a kitten before a warm bowl of milk. You moved to let her drench your face, never able to get as close as you wanted to be to her. Your nose rubbed at her clit, which in turn led her to tighten her grip on the back of her head.

You looked up between her folds to find her staring down at you fondly behind heavily lidded eyes.

Getting closer.

Not looking away, you moved to wrap your lips around her clit, tongue stroking along the length of it.

"That's it, sweetheart," she panted now.

You tongued and sucked at her eagerly, pressing into the hips she began to roll against your face, until you felt her body freeze as her orgasm rippled over her. You moaned, moving to lap up as much of her as you could.

Rising to your feet, you wiped at your mouth with the back of your hand and smiled.

"Well-seasoned, told you," you teased, chest rising and falling.

Something shifted in her gaze, and the attorney tilted her head towards the bed.

"Lay back."

You listened.

Soon, you fixed your eyes to the ceiling, head comfortable on the pillow you knew she preferred sleeping on. The waning flames from the candles danced along the walls, the smell of sandalwood and lavender from the tub still heavy in the air.

She nudged between your legs, moving to climb atop you.

A wave of anxiety floated across your mind, almost as if you were making love for the first time all over again. It was something in the way she regarded you. Tenderly, hesitantly. So unlike what people knew her to be.

You steadied your breathing as she leaned down to kiss you. Surprisingly, her tongue slid readily into your mouth. You felt her begin to stroke at your nipples. You reached up, pulling her head closer to you to deepen the kiss, your thirst for her mouth all over yours something she hadn't quenched.

She pulled back, smiling at your sounds of protest.

"Greedy," Liz teased.

"I can't help it," you groaned from beneath her. "I want more of you. All of you."

One of her fingers busied itself between your folds now.

"All of me?" she countered. "You don't want some young gun bedding you?"

At this, she slid it inside of you, slowly beginning to pump. For as much as you were trying, you felt your grasp on what remained of your patience slip.

"Lizzie, come on..."

"And what?"

You groaned, feet running up and down the sheets. Her movements were maddeningly slow, never quite full enough, deep enough. She knew this.

"Fuck me. Hard. Claim me like I know you want to," you panted.

Liz shifted.

You gasped as you felt her lift your legs up onto her shoulders. It was nothing, though, like the way your brain spiraled like the suds around the drain when you felt her run the tip of her strap along the edge of your hole.

Liz leaned forward, pinning her hands to your wrists and pressing them into the mattress. She bucked her hips forward, and a moan escaped your lips as she filled you.

The attorney thrust in and out of you with a ferocity you hadn't felt from her yet, let alone from anyone, despite how hot-blooded she had been with you in the past. Not allowing either of you a chance to catch your breath, hers came in hot, ragged puffs over your face. You couldn't break away from her gaze, which poured over you with an intensity edged with a certain sense of resolve.

She needed this. Needed to know you were hers to hold, hers to bed.

With each stroke, she nailed at that spot inside you that melted your brain, deep and heavy. There'd surely be bruises in the morning, but you weren't able to think that far ahead anymore.

"I'm the only one..." she huffed, "the only one who gets to do this to you."

Your heart thumped between your ribs, threatening to snap them apart and claw its way out of your open chest.

"Say it."

You could barely hear her above you.

"Say it for me, darling," Liz repeated, appearing to be riding close to her own orgasm as well, no doubt from the way the base of her strap was rubbing against her.

You squeezed your eyes shut. Blood thumped in your ears.

"Fuck...please, mommy...please...Iet me cum..."

Your heart dropped as you felt her studder in her motions. Eyes snapping open, you realized those words you whined weren't kept within the confines of your own head.

"Oh god, Liz, I'm so sorry, I-"

Something behind Liz's eyes darkened.

She covered your body with hers, tongue cutting you off as she roughly bucked once, twice, three more times to send you both careening into the waves of pleasure that erupted across each of you. She bit at your lip hard, drawing blood. You groaned. Hands groped across sweaty expanses of flesh, unable to grasp enough.

When you finally parted, the fog had cleared.

The prosecutor's shoulders were set firmly. Though her chest still rose and fell, the look in her eyes was wholly her again, albeit with a certain eagerness blooming within their depths.

"Don't apologize for that. Ever."

A weary grin spread across your face.

Relief, sweet relief.

Your heart bounded happily. She picked up one of your hands, kissing each knuckle.

"Satisfied?" you asked, shifting to slide beneath the sheets.

She patted your thigh.

"More than you know."

[hamsternella]

So wrong | [Sukuna]

cw: fem!reader, incest, non-con, Sukuna's a predator, he's pure evil, gaslighting, big Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, a lot of horrible things, pure angst (is that how you write it?), English is not my first language-sorry, MINORS DNI

Who knew hatred was so bitter and painful? An unbearable and confusing feeling; uncomfortable to the point of seeming like a rock in the shoe. It was the first time you felt so much hatred (but so much!) towards a person; and yet you were unable to even feel guilty about it. Sukuna had earned every right to be hated.

A horrible human. The incarnation of a devil, of some creature that had climbed from the underworld. How could a man as sweet as Jin have lived alone with a son like him? With an imbecile; a disgusting, repulsive, undesirable individual such as Sukuna was.

Your mother had warned you of the drawbacks in the Itadori family; but it never came to your mind that the bad third would be the brother of a boy like Yuuji - such a sweet and dedicated young man. A polite boy. And when you met Jin? What did your mother mean when she warned you before arriving at the family dinner? In your chest burned an emotion that wouldn't stop beating; about to explode, to burst with joy.

The warm lights of the restaurant, the hot food, the laughter; the affection of a new family, of a union so pure, so real.... The calm before the storm. The silence. The tension marked in Jin's gaze; your mother's frown as she looked behind you. Yuuji was coming back from the bathroom waving his voice in an animated greeting.

Suddenly a waiter turned the glass resting next to you, and you couldn't hide the animated smile as you faced him: his body falling dry on the seat; the scent of his cologne hitting you like a whip all over your face. The flash of light from the lamps through the window, across the street; the glow illuminating the wax that held his hair stiffly back, his locks fresh and shining. The light.

You hadn't even been able to separate your lips when a deep, shrill laugh interrupted the waiter's greeting. A black-nailed hand snatching the menu. The thud on the surface of the table like a slap. The thunder.

"What a shitty perfume for such a cute little girl, sis."

His eyes had not even left the menu when he insulted your perfume; much less did he speak to you for the duration of the dinner.

That had been your first meeting with Sukuna. Your stepbrother.

The first -and bad- impression of that first meeting was all that remained of Sukuna in your memory. Two months had passed since the dinner, and by then your mother came with the news of Jin's marriage proposal. You were overjoyed. That sweet man not only wrapped your mother's finger with a shiny, expensive ring; but he also showered her with flowers, gifts, and a visit where he wanted to tell you face to face of his purest wishes to have the two of you living with them, just as any family would.

Family.

You were unfamiliar with the idea. Of course, you had been living with your mother and that could be considered a family. She was all the family you could consider, honestly. But a father? A father and two brothers?

Even though your imagination was much faster than any other reaction; nothing stopped you from smiling and hugging Jin very tightly. Your mother was covering her face, moved to tears, and the truth is that at that moment you couldn't think of anything else. Not even in what all this implied; in how you would see him again. To live with him.

Your mother's happiness, the way her body trembled and her eyes sparkled as she connected with the gaze of her future husband, her man, was all you needed to ignore the knot in your stomach. A discomfort- An uncomfortable feeling. Not even the wedding date, moving preparations or your classes could tear it away from you.

And the day came.

You tried with all your might to stifle your nerves and the discomfort of having to face the inevitable when Jin parked in front of the house. It was already quite late; the sky darkening when the truck left after having deposited everything your mother had loaded into it.

She noticed your nerves, and one of her hands stopped you from setting foot inside the house. Jin left you both alone, taking the box from between your hands, giving you a sweet smile.

"Everything is going to be all right," your mother said. Her voice had the same effectiveness as a caress; the ones she used to give you to put you to sleep. Your heart calmed for a moment. "What is it that has you so distressed?"

"I keep thinking about Sukuna." Having admitted that took a weight off your mind, and you could sigh quietly as you noticed it. "And all this... I mean, I'm so happy for you. I can tell that you love Jin, that you adore him, and I love him very much too, and I'm grateful that he treats you the way you deserve..... I just think- I think I'm nervous."

You looked up from the floor. Your mother was smiling sweetly.

"It's normal for you to feel that way, honey. For both of us it's been a hard thing to take in.... For you it will be even more so." She let out a sigh, pulling her hand away from your back. "Jin and I have had our moments; we have built and will continue to work to improve this relationship. To keep this family."

Your mother looked up at the moon overhead. The porch lights illuminated her face. Her eyes, lost in the pale glow of the sky, seemed bathed in pure melancholy.

"Since your father... I-" Her voice faltered momentarily. "I felt guilty in the beginning. When Jin and I- When we both started. I know I shouldn't, because I'm a single woman and because this is all part of a process; and it's normal, and not bad. It's not a terrible thing..."

Your mother returned her gaze to your face; a couple of tears hanging from her eyes as she noticed the trembling of your lips.

"Mom..." you whispered.

"You are my greatest pride," she continued. "I tried my best to get ahead; to give you the life you deserve. And when I met him I felt so bad, (y/n).... Because for a moment I thought I was failing you. After all that we suffered- All that you suffered..... Jin treated me so well, like no other man had ever treated me; and when I saw the way he looked at you, the way he listened to you, and gave you all the things your father never could- that I could not..... Oh, God—"

You hugged your mother, drowning your tears in her chest. Her arms wrapped around your trembling body. Her voice trembled in your hair as you heard her speak.

"I just want you to be happy," she murmured between soft cries. "I want your eyes to sparkle so pretty, just like when you tell Jin about your day; or laugh so hard at Yuuji's jokes all the time... I want you to have the life your father took away from us; the happiness he tried so hard to destroy." Your mother broke away from you slightly to look you in the face. "I want you to have everything you deserve. I want you to be comfortable and happy with me... With us." Her smile planted a pleasant warmth in your chest. "I want us to be happy with our family."

"It's hard to take all this in," you admitted with a broken voice. "But I know it's not impossible. It hurts a little- All this family stuff, I mean. Dad always made it hard."

You closed your eyes for a few seconds as your mother stroked your cheek, brushing away a couple of tears.

"You've been my whole world, mom. Just you and me. The two of us against everything... I've seen you fight; I've grown up next to a warrior. And now that I see you so happy, with a man like Jin by your side... I think it's time to forget my fears- To forget dad." You stifled the last word in a sob, trying not to break down. "And it's hard, and I'm scared, and I feel like I'm back to being a little girl again... I feel like I want to cry and throw myself into your arms. But it's the fear of growing up, of facing a reality that has been a nightmare for me... The ghosts. And I want to see you happy, mom. I want to fight them for you, just the way you fought for me."

Your mother tilted her head, biting her lips to stifle her tears.

"I have been happy with everything you have given me; and I will continue to be happy if after so much pain, I can see you being happy too." You said smiling. "Because nothing could bring me as much happiness as your smile does, mom. And if it is my comfort that brings you happiness, I hope you know that it is because of you that I have been and will continue to be. Thanks to you, because you are an amazing mom. You are a woman who deserves the best. Is Jin the best? So be it, then." You hugged you mother again, very, very tightly. "It's what you deserve. That and a hell of a lot more."

The silence that had formed between you was barely interrupted by your mother's cries. It didn't take long for her to calm down and separate from you again, wiping her tears as best she could with her hands.

"Pay no attention to him." You let out a sound of confusion at your mother's words, and she laughed. "I'm talking about Sukuna. I know he's not... How should I put it? He's not very nice, and believe me Jin has been very worried too. But except for his complicated personality, Sukuna ends up being just as quiet a boy as you are." Your mother cleared her throat. "The three of them have had it complicated ever since that woman happened- the boys' mother. They each had their own way of dealing with it: Jin's the father, he had to get over the problem much quicker. To assimilate it. But his sons... Yuuji and Sukuna are trying to get through it as well as you are; and I want to think that maybe your presence in the house will help them heal. That the three of you can heal."

"That's sounds OK, I guess..."

"And if in the end he continues to behave this badly... Well, shit will always be shit." You both laughed. "Don't pay any attention to him. Don't let him ruin your stay."

Your mother squeezed your arm lovingly, smiling tenderly.

"I love you."

"I love you too, mom. You're the best."

She continued to smile, even as she entered the house. The door, now fully open, let out a blinding light and a distinctive smell: fresh, warm food. Your stomach growled as you stepped inside, closing the door behind you. Your mother's words still pounding in the back of your mind as you approached Yuuji.

Would Sukuna be a wounded boy terrified of life, just like you?

Since that talk you expected the worst. You prepared yourself mentally, ready to face Sukuna and everything else that could come your way... But nothing really terrible happened. The boy didn't even look at you all night, during dinner; and from that day on, life began to regain another level of simplicity and happiness that helped all your insecurities vanish.

Jin had a job that facilitated the family economy, and at his request your mother quit two of her three jobs. Now she was much more relaxed, and she had a wide and comfortable schedule to have a better work performance. You, on the other hand, improved your grades in school because you were no longer dependent on your part-time jobs; and you could focus on things other than debts, food costs or school supplies.

"Your duty is to enjoy life," Jin said one morning, before you left for school. "We adults take care of everything else."

Yuuji went out of his way to help you become a part of everything to do with the Itadori family. Now your family. He wanted to see you take part in everything: games, outings, family meals, idiotic bets, parties... Sometimes you would go to his room and stay up all night together to watch the idiotic bizarre love movies he loved so much. Yuuji had become more than a brother- a best friend, a confidant. A great companion.

And Sukuna...

According to Jin, Sukuna was finishing some distance learning courses at his university. As the news of the wedding and the arrival of his stepsister were the reasons his father put on the table to force him to come, the boy seemed to be in a 'bad mood'. There were many reasons.

It was true that you hadn't had a chance to talk to him properly. The first family night he was only there for dinner, leaving after dessert without saying a word. From then on it was all about 'Sukuna busy with his courses', or 'Sukuna too tired'. There was also the famous: 'Sukuna says he's not hungry', which Yuuji communicated to everyone as he came downstairs.

Your mother was right.

The boy seemed to be struggling with the reality of a new mom and, to top it off, a new sister. You could understand: it was hard for you too. It was not so easy to sit at the table, to face Jin or Yuuji; because sometimes you forgot, sometimes their displays of affection took you by surprise. Perhaps you had judged Sukuna too soon? Maybe the two of you had more in common than you had imagined, but you could understand that for some people it would be more difficult to assimilate a reality like this.

Your mother's words echoed in your head.

When dinner was over, having cleaned up and shared a moment in the living room as a family, you got up from the couch with a yawn. Jin turned to look at the clock on the wall and smiled.

"Well, we'll go to bed now," he said, winking at your mother. She laughed, and you felt your heart skip a beat. She looked beautiful smiling. "Yuuji, you don't forget to give me back the folder."

Yuuji covered his face, letting out a groan. "Sukuna got it! He was the one who needed it..." For a moment, and before he got up from the couch, an idea crossed your mind and slipped through your lips without thinking.

"I can go!" Your words were sudden; all eyes fell on you. You felt your face turn red for an instant. "I-I mean, I'd like to do it.... I haven't been able to talk to him... all this time."

Jin and your mother shared a glance. She seemed to understand something, and placing a hand on Yuuji's shoulder they both retreated upstairs. Jin and you were left alone. He approached, smiling.

"(y/n)," he began to speak softly. "Sukuna didn't say anything to you, did he?"

"Excuse me?"

"I know how my son can be, and I wouldn't want him to be making you do things. I mean, all this ridiculousness of his about not wanting to come over for lunch when you guys are over..... Please, I wouldn't want you to feel pressured into anything."

You were quick to raise both hands, trying to deny even with your head. You forced your tone to a firmer one. "Not at all! I haven't spoken to him; I've not even been able to see him. I understand how these things can be... It's hard for me, all of this, too." You rushed on as soon as Jin tilted his head to the side, curious. "I mean, this whole family thing. This new home. You know how it's been for my mother and me the last few years..."

Jin smiled sadly. He nodded as a sigh escaped him; the aroma of the chocolates you all had been eating hit your face softly, and you couldn't help but breathe, feeling relaxed. 'Mint,' you thought.

"Sukuna doesn't... I mean, of course he must be having a hard time," he corrected himself. "But he's not at all like you, my dear. Your mother is a wonderful person. She's... She's beautiful. And she's raised someone just as wonderful as she is." His look made you shiver, and a pleasant warmth surrounded your heart. When was the last time your father gave you such a look? A look of full pride, the kind fathers give their children. "I haven't been able to give that same effort so he wouldn't end up like this."

"Don't say that! You're amazing, really... You are great, Jin! You haven't failed at anything; you've worked hard and that's why you've managed to have the family you deserve. That's why you've met a woman like my mother." You tried to give the best of your smile, and Jin couldn't help a couple of tears in her eyes. "I want to be part of this family, and that means understanding and accepting. That makes family. And Sukuna is my family too."

Jin hugged you tightly and you returned that gesture. It was the first time you received such a hug. From your family—from your dad. You couldn't tell Jin that; but he should understand how important this moment was for you, because during the hug he rubbed your back before separating.

"I'm sure Sukuna needs time," you told him in a hoarse whisper. You didn't want to cry in front of him. "And I want to be there for him."

As a good sister should.

Jin went to his room giving you a last greeting, and you went shortly after but in the direction of Sukuna's room. His door appeared in front of you seconds later. You tried to swallow all the fears; the bitter insecurities and doubts that were beginning to echo in the back of your mind. For a moment something inside you snapped. Maybe it was too late? Maybe it was better to come back in the morning, when everyone was awake. Were you afraid to be alone with Sukuna?

When you decided to turn around to go back to your room, the movement of the doorknob in front of you left you frozen in place. His gaze hovered over your body. His eyes for an instant shone with strangeness, and seconds later with a strange feeling that you couldn't understand; but it kept your senses alert.

"Can't find the bathroom?"

His voice brought you back to reality.

"Jin needs the folder," you quickly replied. "Yuuji said you have it..."

"Oh. Yeah, sure." Sukuna moved from the door a little, his gaze darting down the hallway before falling on you again. "After you, little one."

"A-Ah, wait—I mean, I can wait here—"

"I don't know where it is. I prefer if you can wait inside... I don't bite, come on." A crooked smile crept across his face. "It's your house now; I'm your family."

'Family'. The sweet word that made you feel warm and welcome when someone said it, now made you cringe coming from him. There was something in the tone with which he pronounced it that didn't seem natural. He chewed it and spat it out; he didn't taste it, he didn't enjoy the concept. Sukuna didn't believe a bit of what he just said and you knew it. So did he. You both knew it. Yet you went into his room. The sound of the door being closed... the latch being set.

Sukuna locked the door.

"Get comfortable," he whispered in your ear. Hot breath ruffling you as it wrapped around your neck. "You're the first woman to enter this sanctuary. Isn't that... romantic?" He laughed.

"I guess..." you tried to laugh as well, but you couldn't. It wasn't funny.

Sukuna began to rummage through books, papers and things he found. He clearly wasn't seeing anything; his eyes were still on you most of the time. His hands would randomly drop things at your feet, and you would recoil before they touched your sandals.

"I didn't imagine you so tall. You took me by surprise." His words forced you to stop looking at the floor. Suddenly you found him standing in front of you. In his hand a yellow folder with creased corners. "As tall as I am, which is nice. Most girls I know force me to look down..... Not that I don't like it, of course. It's fun when their necks creak as they try to catch my gaze—"

"That's the folder?"

It was not your intention to interrupt him, but something in the atmosphere was starting to become heavy and uncomfortable. The way his lips trembled confirmed one of your fears: he hadn't liked it when you didn't let him finish.

"Yeah... This one?"

As soon as you stretched out your arms, his hand dropped the folder on the floor. The smaller papers and some pictures flew out; scattering on the floor. Your gaze returned to his, and you noticed again the same crooked smile. Your face showed disgust, and it made him laugh.

"What's wrong with you?" Your question made him laugh even harder. You quickly dropped to your knees, reaching for the contents of the folder to tidy it up. "This was unnecessary..."

"But I can see you from above."

Your hands stopped. Suddenly there was silence. You let out a sigh, and shook your head gently upward, trying not to let the hatred drain from your eyes. Sukuna looked down—both hands in his pants pockets. And a bulge.

The erection pointed in front of your face, and when you wanted to pull away and stand up, Sukuna pushed you back to the ground. His leg forced you to fall into a sitting position; a sharp pain shooting through your thighs from the wrong move. Your groan made him sigh.

"Come on... Look at me," he whispered. You kept your eyes closed. Tears were beginning to sting behind your eyelids. "Look at me." He commanded.

"Please don't—" A squeak slipped past your lips as a much greater pain was born from your head; Sukuna's hand clutching at your hair, forcing you to open your eyes and arch your back. "Sukuna!"

"You're so fucking pretty, my God..." His free hand caressed your face. His eyes roamed your features with a ravenous hunger. "Ah... Look at those beautiful eyes... Why don't you cry some more for me?" he whispered, closer to your face. "Minutes ago you looked like you were about to."

"Sukuna," you began to beg between choked murmurs. Your throat felt tight. "Please let me go. This isn't fun. P-Please. I'm sorry-I'm not coming back here I swear—"

"Shh... Just open your mouth..."

You could no longer bear it. Sukuna's lips pressed against your cheek, and his tongue slowly ran across it to wipe away the trace of the first tears. A growl left his throat, and from yours a poor terrified moan escaped as you parted your lips. First one finger against your tongue; then another, caressing your teeth, the roof of your mouth.... Both trailed inside it, moistening to the knuckles with the hot saliva that began to fall softly toward his wrist.

And suddenly you bit them.

You sank your teeth in with all the force you could muster, immediately feeling the metallic taste of blood on your tongue. Sukuna jerked away; the emotion leaving his body in an instant.

"You...! Fuck!"

"Fuck you!"

"Shut up! Stupid bitch..."

Although your whole body was trembling and a nauseating feeling threatened your stomach, you stood up leaning on the furniture closest to you. You and Sukuna looked into each other's eyes for a moment.

"You need to get help," you started to say in a whisper. "This kind of attitude... Sukuna, this isn't right."

He let out a mocking laugh. You noticed his hands shaking as he tried to cover his bloody fingers.

"I feel you, okay? I've also had a hard time dealing with family shit and all.... If you need to talk I'm here. We're all here, and I'm sure—"

"Oh, my savior!" For a moment he feigned a finite voice, batting his eyelashes before snorting. "Come on, don't be ridiculous. All of a sudden you have a degree in psychology? I was touching you because I like you, idiot."

"That's not normal! God, Sukuna. Why—Why would you do this!"

"Because I want to break your pussy? My fucking God, I swear..." An awkward silence settled in the room. He looked up, searching your eyes. "Why are you suddenly acting like this? You came to my room in the middle of the night, alone... for a folder? Are you serious?"

"Why else would I come?" The assumption he was making out loud horrified you. "You're not thinking I wanted to...? Oh, God. No. No, no, no, no..."

"You've got to be kidding me."

"We are family!"

"No. We're not. You are not my fucking sister, so stop pretending or acting or whatever shit you're trying right now."

He was angry.

"All this time you've been seeing me like this?" You asked in surprise... and disgust.

"The first picture I ever saw of you.... I admit I had to masturbate several times; I didn't think you'd end up living here as my fucking 'sister'. But I did. I continued to see your ass even when I had to visualize you in a more wholesome way." Sukuna sighed in frustration. "Let's be honest, who cares? And you can't play the saint either."

"Excuse me? What the fuck do you mean by that."

"Your talks with your mother? 'Why Sukuna...', 'Oh, but Sukuna...', 'Oh, mom, why doesn't he...'." He smiled teasingly. "Come on... And then the skirts? The afternoons studying alone when Yuuji invited you to the library? All the fucking time with him and suddenly you want to be home alone. A door separating us."

"Look— Sukuna, hear me out, please."

Did this guy really think you were trying to seduce him? But you were family! And you didn't even want to start reminding yourself of the age difference.... For God's sake, you were a child next to him. This was crazy!

"I'm sorry if for a moment I gave you a different impression... I didn't mean to. Yeah? I'm... I'm sorry. Maybe we'd better talk it over with our parents. I'm sorry, I..." You were at a loss for words. You had nothing but fear inside you.

"Really, you're going to ruin everyone's party because of your own stupidity?" His question left you frozen. "Everyone warned you about me. Even your mother did, I'll stake my life on it. What do you think is going to happen if you open your mouth?"

"You just want to scare me. You say that to scare me. I don't believe you..."

"Ruining a family... Doesn't sound so bad, huh? It's inclusive fun," he said with a chuckle. "Who knew you'd be so cruel, 'sister'?"

For a moment your mother's smile crossed your mind. Then your father's face and you frowned. As you blinked, Sukuna's face was the one in front of you. He had approached you quickly. His voice was a whisper.

"It's okay, I get it. Desperate little girl discovers her slutty side and the lack of daddy makes her want to seek some warmth... I'm sorry. Maybe I jumped the gun. Was I too fast?" Fingers with dried blood caressed your cheek, and you closed your eyes, unable to pull away. "What do you want, huh? You don't have to be scared. You want a family? It's okay, maybe I can be a good big brother; maybe I can be more than that."

"Stop."

"Why, aren't you going to take charge? This is all your fault. Who started all this ridiculous theater of catching the mouse? And suddenly you got scared. Little girls get scared of everything all the time. Is that why you want a brother? You insist and insist... Do you need someone to protect you? Is that it?"

You pushed his hand away with one blow, feeling your face red with embarrassment. When you opened your eyes you expected a crooked smile; a brutal gesture, a laugh, something repetitive.... A look. Dark, hungry eyes. Heavy breathing. He was blushing. He was... Nasty. This was so wrong, and he was disgusting.

Silence.

And then his voice. Still a whisper.

"I want to fuck you so bad, (y/n)..."

"I have to go. I-I just..."

"All the things I would... You don't have an idea, really. You don't have a fucking idea of all the things I—"

"Sukuna?"

Yuuji's voice surprised you both. You and Sukuna shared a glance, and at that moment something inside you 'clicked'. It was strange. Suddenly the humiliation felt worse, and a shame washed over you like a shower of ice water. You felt dirty. Tired. Sore. Broken. What had just happened?

"I'm coming!" He turned, stretching out a hand. Your body shrank. You became so small that the world was too big. Everything was horrible. Sukuna's hand suddenly felt like the claw of a beast. "You should go to sleep. It's too late now. I'll take care of the folder."

Did you answer him? Did you say anything to him? Suddenly you had Yuuji in front of you; but he was so much like Sukuna, that another wave of repulsive shame swept over you, and then you found yourself in the middle of your room. You didn't turn on the lights, you didn't take off your clothes, you didn't even brush your teeth. You couldn't look at yourself in the mirror. You didn't want to.

You didn't sleep that night.

[blerb-f1]

"At the harbour" - Charles Leclerc x fem!german!reader PART 4/FINALE

Charles and Y/N visit the party but it's just Monaco.

Here's part one, if needed. You can find the other parts and fics on my masterlist!

Blinding lights, ocean waves and shining golden watches are the things making Monaco what it is. The curvy roads leading past apartments the average human will never be able to afford, coupled with cars in price ranges covering the downpayment for one of these places.

Monaco also is Social. Monaco thrives in interaction, in glamor and in gossip. The inhabitants of Monaco, the born ones and the ones less inclined to pay taxes, love to mingle. Gossip, Chatter and Business Deals are done over a flute of champagne, over a delicacy cooked by a specialized cook flown in from Japan - all just as background noise to the large numbers being written on crisp white paper, signed with fountain pens more expensive than an average designer dress.

With the Grimaldi family throning above Monaco, as their glittering leaders, Money is what builds Monaco. The framework keeps everything up.

Being a person not from money, is difficult. The true Monegasque will be able to spit the little hair on the trim of your trousers, the crack in your diamond earring and the hole in the mask covering your identity.

Y/N was 100% underprepared for this.

Charles Leclerc sat next to her, driving his beautiful Ferrari with the Monegasque flag painted on it’s bonnet. He still hadn't gotten his driver’s license back but he clearly chose to ignore this. “Y/N, I can’t have you drive me around here! "My image!" he whined. The way to the ball wasn’t long yet Y/N understood why people went there by car. Walking around normal streets in evening gowns is quite unfashionable, no? 

Once the car came to a stop, a Clerc quickly took the keys and rushed off to park it, surely doing much better than what its owner would be capable of and also surely enjoying this special vehicle. Y/N was feeling nervous, her stomach knotting into a tight ball as Charles already got out, opening the door for her to aid her. The fabric of her dress was incredibly lightweight, making moving around quite easy. The black glittery material was reflecting the lamps and shimmering, illuminating the jewelry along with it.

‘It’s like armor’ she soon realized, looking at all the other people arriving. The women were draped in designer clothes, head to toe. Jewelry attached to them like an overly decorated christmas tree. 

Taking her arm into his, Charles led her inside the building. Large Chandeliers with hundreds of gemstones drooping down low, marmor tiles polished to perfection and waiters in crisp uniforms buzzing about. Her chin would have been hanging low, if the threat of committing a major faux-pas hadn’t been clouding her mind.

“It’s Breathtaking!”, she exclaimed, eyes wide open and still taking in the beautiful ballroom.

“Breathtaking?” Charles asked, one eyebrow quipped. “It’s the average party in Monaco.”

Y/N hissed. “Chuck, not everybody is used to this. I told you so!”

“Yeah-Yeah…” he mouthed, turning to the side before coming to a realization. “Wait a minute. You just called me Chuck? How the hell do you know that nickname?”

Y/N answered him with a defiant expression. “I looked you up, you know. Being famous has it’s downsides. I know way more about you than I ever could have wanted to know or not know.”

Charles was surprised. Y/N had consistently acted as if she didn’t care to know anything he wouldn't directly tell her.  Had Monaco changed her?

“Don’t get any wrong thoughts! I just wanted to know about you in case anyone asked me something. No way in hell I’m going to look that stupid.”

“You already look stupid.”

“Didn’t you just call me breathtaking an hour before?”

Charles turned to the side, realizing hitting him. “That uh…That was a spur of the moment.”

Y/N nodded. “Spur of the moment. Sureee. Just l-”

Before she could continue, Charles interjected. “How about we get some Horsd’œuvre, to not risk your stomach rumbling?”

“How about some Eclairs?”

Charles was too stunned to speak. “No. Not that one as well! God”

Instead, he signalised the waiter to come over. With him was a little plate of, in Y/N’s opinion, weird looking food and some drink. He placed them on a decorated standing table before disappearing again. Y/N stared at the treats with an unsure expression before taking one and popping it into her mouth.

It was not good.

She chewed quickly and swallowed, angrily pointing at the others. “These things probably cost as much as my rent! Why are they so disgusting?!”

Charles looked at them more closely. “Maybe we got a bad batch? But it’s highly unlikely anything bad would be able to pass through these doors. Loss of business and all.”

She huffed. “Well then they better start doing quality control because this is unbearable. Bah~”

As the two were talking, a rich looking business man in a suit approached. Speaking French, he aggressively patted Charles' shoulders while laughing loudly. Was this the so-called money laugh, Y/N had been hearing off before? 

While speaking, the man kept eying her with a suspicious look on his face. Charles kept lifting his hands, deflecting. He was scratching his cheek again, definitely unsure about something. Or trying to say a clear no without saying a clear no. Whatever it was, it looked like he needed help. 

She leaned forward, hooking her arm into his again while looking at the businessman. A shining grin was plastered on her face, just as fake as the one all the surrounding people had on. 

The man made an apologetic gesture, said something and quickly left looking embarrassed. Charles looked just as embarrassed  as he did. 

“What did he say?” Y/N asked curiously. 

Instead of responding, Charles looked around shyly. 

“Don’t pretend like you’re the countryside innocence. Tell me! Afterall, It looks like i rescued you, right?”

“You did…”, he responded quietly.

“Then. Tell. Me!”

“He said that  for young couples we should have gone somewhere else to flirt. And he recommended his Hotel to us.”

Y/N L/N was too stunned to speak.

“Yeah…”

“What ‘yeah’? I answered you. What now?”

“I uh- I didn’t expect that.” Y/N was very surprised.

Charles just looked at her blankly. “That’s what people here are like. Relationships are superficial, even relationships. Cheating’s quite common, you know? If both sides do it, it’s fair again…”

He sighed. “I hate that. A lot.”

Y/N looked around the hall which was starting to fill up. More and more people were gawking at him. Gawking at their Prince of Monaco.

“I know this invitation is important and all” she said. “But what if we just left?”

Now it was his turn to be surprised. “Didn’t you dream of visiting a big ball? Dancing and whatnot?”

She placed her hands on her hips. “Well, I visited a Ball, didn’t I? Dancing can be done just as easily in any other location. I’d rather just leave now.”

Charles pondered for a moment. “Yeah, me too.” He entwined his hand with Y/N’s, leading her outside. The clerk wanted to bring the car, but was just shushed away.

The sun had started going down now and was reflecting on the harbor. Painted all red, it looked totally different than what it did during the day. 

Y/N looked around the area, imagining a Formula One setup. Cheering fans, Teams working hard. She imagined the party afterwards. The whole place being so alive and real. With beating hearts and loudly screaming voices. 

Charles and her were slowly walking along, not caring how they were looking to others or if this was going to spawn scandals. Just the two of them.

“Charles, have you ever considered leaving this?” she asked him directly, gesturing around. “While you seem to love this lifestyle, it also appears to tire you.”

Charles turned towards her, downtrodden. “I have. Many times actually. I don't want to leave Maman behind. But some days… Some days I wonder what it would be like to live a normal life. One away from glitz and glamor.”

“Like mine?”

He frowned. “Well not THAT far away. But in that direction, yeah.”

Y/N was thinking hard, whether she could ask what she wanted to. She decided that she could.

“Would you like to stay in the countryside with me for a while? That’s not like moving away, right?”

“Well that’s pretty direct.” He chuckled. “If you wanna date me, just say so. I’d like that”

Y/N huffed again. “Stop joking, Idiot. This is me really proposing that idea to you. I like your mom. I’d like to visit her again but I seriously cannot afford Monaco. That would be one hand washing the other, right?”

“Also i can’t imagine personally having a friend-”

The realization hit him like a truck.

Y/N looked lovely, with the low light reflecting of her face. Normally he’d stay silent, keep these thoughts for himself. He decided to go for his heart for the first time in a long while.

 “Y/N”, Charles said softly. “You even like my mother and want me to stay with you, what else do we need to be in a Relationship? A cat?”

“Adopting a cat sounds lovely-”

It was his turn to get angry. “Now you’re the one not being serious!”

Charles took her hands in his, directly staring into her eyes. “Y/N”. He took a deep breath, sorting his thoughts. “I Like you a whole dang lot. Seriously. Please, don’t push away my thoughts. Not like that.”

Y/N was stunned. “Did I ignore you?”

“Yeah.”

She looked legitimately unhappy with that thought. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

Her words came out faster than his. “I- I’m not good with serious emotions. Really. It’s tough saying what you really want to, without sarcasm. So..”

‘How about my actions speak for my words?’, she asked herself.

A strong hand lunged forward, grabbing his tie and pulling his head to her height. The gloved hands took his head between them, placed right on his cheek as she leaned forward, capturing his lips in a short kiss. 

She continued her point from before. “I think I like that idea. Does this count as a first date then?”

Charles was speechless, his face red. Burying it into her shoulder, he mumbled:” If you want it to…” Y/N tightly embraced him back, both of them being more starved for affection that they’d actually think themselves to be. Or ever admit it.

Then, Y/N’s stomach rumbled loudly, causing Charles to laugh out loud. 

“See, that’s why I told you to eat something.”

“Not this weird stuff! I can’t do that again.”

Charles took her hand, before giving it a kiss. 

“Mademoiselle, what about a visit to the restaurant of the golden Seagull?”

Y/N laughed along. “I’d like that a lot, Sir Leclerc.”

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[sunnylands-world]

Draco Malfoy SFW Alphabet

A/n: I know I'm late 😶‍🌫️

A – Affection

“how do they give or show affection?”

Draco secretly shows you affection because he doesn't want to be teased about it by his friends, But when he has you in his room and all to himself without anyone to judge in the place he's comfortable in, he'd have you cuddle with him. wrapping his arms around you when you stand, he'd run you baths, and kiss your shoulders while you read or whatever you like to do when you're in the tub relaxing.

B – Beauty

“what would they find beautiful in their s/o?”

I think his s/o would be his opposite, so if he's less happy you are, and I think that would be what he finds attractive in you. That would be what he loves about you if that is how you two met. If they met you through him seeing you and trying to hook up, he'd say looks in the beginning till he falls in love with you, then he'd say because of how smart or intelligent you are or maybe you're the type to stand up to him.

C – Comfort

“How would they comfort them? How would they like to be comforted?”

Draco isn't the best with these things, but seeing you hurt would put him in the position to hold you regardless of who's around. He'd get revenge on whoever hurt you, probably send Crabbe and Goyle to do something to them. If it's you and your thoughts, he wouldn't stand for it. He'd probably be upset that you could think badly about someone he thinks is amazing. As far as Draco being comforted, he'd completely shut down when he's hurt, so having you talk him out of it and hold him would soothe the pain that he feels. Something about you caring would make it all better.

D - Dance

“Do they like to dance? How would they dance?”

On special occasions, he would, but he'd find it cute seeing you dance. When Draco does dance, it's like a scene from a movie at a ball or something where the two characters are secretly in love and dance together. Basically, he'd take your breath away.

E - Excitement

“how do they act when they’re excited?”

Draco is rarely excited, but when he is he smiles more than usual. If the news was life-changing he'd be shocked, possibly cry a bit, not sob more like he'd, lose a few tears he was holding in.

F – Future

“What are their plans in the future?”

Well, Draco doesn't have to work. His family is wealthy and he'd insist that you don't, but if you did he'd have no choice but to accept it because he wants you happy, but he doesn't just sit around, he'd most likely have some type of business or something despite all the money.

G – Gifts

“What gifts would they give you?”

Draco would spoil you. He's got all this money and nothing to spend it on! If he's not sending you tons of roses and such, then he's ear hustling to hear whatever you want or buying everything you look at, even if you scold him later.

H – Hold

“how would they hold you? How would they like to be held?"

Draco could be an awkward hugger in the beginning because he wasn't hugged often, but he'd eventually get comfortable and hold you with your face bared in his chest and rub your back. He'd touch your hair, maybe put his chin on your head. For him, he'd be okay with whatever way you hold him as long as you're touching him.

I – Ideal

“What's their ideal date like?

Draco thinks about bringing you up to the tower. He clears his head there. Imagine if the person he loved was there with him! Or he'd take you somewhere expensive. The third option being at the lake with you, the water and the breeze.

J – jealousy

“Do they get jealous easily?”

He does, rather that be with friends or anyone, even a waiter! It's not you, he's just very possessive of the person he loves, because that's a big thing for him and he wouldn't want to lose you to anyone.

.K – Kisses

“how would they kiss you? How frequently?”

He'd kiss you like he was trying to say all the things he couldn't because he's still learning to tell you, but he'd put his life into the kisses he shares with you. He'd occasionally peck your lips and other times he pulled you close and kissed you like there's no tomorrow!

L - Love language

“how would they show that they love you? what love language do they enjoy receiving?”

Draco is a toucher and a giver. Again, he's bad with words, but he can give you the world! He'd touch you enough to have you clinging to him. [which is what he wants] he likes hearing you say how much you care. Just something about you saying it makes him feel wanted.

M - Melt

“What are the things you do that make them melt?”

If you're a Hufflepuff, he'd love seeing you help others because you always look so happy to care for people and the thought that a kindhearted person like you loves him would turn him into a puddle. If you're a ravenclaw he likes watching you study, you work so hard to achieve your goals and pass your classes, he'd just admire that about you. If you're a Gryffindor you're very brave and take charge and even if he's scared you'll get hurt, he knows you've got this. He'll be hooked on watching you in action! If you're in Slytherin, you're pretty badass. his queen counterpart. You own the rooms you walk in, making him feel like he's just your shadow and that has him on his knees.

N – Nickname

“What would they call you? What would they like to be called?”

Draco obviously says darling, my love, but he'd also be inventive and he's good at it! He'd naturally have something that just felt right to call you. He'd say beautiful because you are and he'd throw in a few that make you squirm. [sweet cheeks] and you'd be like "don't call me that again" with a laugh. You teasingly call him Blondie in the beginning, but he developed a thing for it. He'd like to be called dray too, but I can't say he'd like ferret boy.

O – Obvious

“how obvious would they make their love for you?”

He'd try to hide it, something about this boy and his reputation, but he's bad at it. He'll be watching you with a sparkle in his eyes when you're across the room or randomly mention how pretty you are and how good you are at something.

P – Pets

“Would they want pets? What pets would they have?”

Draco can be rather lazy and very much: "it can wait or I don't have to do it because I'm Malfoy," so if you asked for one he'd say no but you'd convince him to get one and it would be your choice.

Q – Quiet

“How are quiet moments with them?”

He just looks at you with something you can't describe but if you had to say it, be love, it's like you glow in his eyes. If he can touch you, he will just do simple things like kissing your skin or tucking your hair behind your ear so he can see your beautiful features.

R – Romantic

“How romantic are they?”

He goes all out for his girl! letters, flowers, rides in magic cars or on his broom. the type to write you love letters with Rose petals.

S – Safe

“how safe would they feel around you?”

You are his safe place. He'd feel small in your arms, like a child with his mother. You give the I'll protect you vibe so he'd just be a lot less tense, but that wouldn't be the case with you and your safety. He'd constantly worry even if he wouldn't always say, "Hey!" "Yeah?" "Stay safe out there okay," he'd say, and you'd give him a warm smile and nod.

T – Take care

“how would they take care of you if you’re injured or sick? How would you take care of them?”

He'd baby you even after you protest. He'd make you soup and keep you in bed. If you cut yourself he'd be worried, rush to you, then scold you about it. "I told you not to use the sharp knives, only use the butter ones!"

U – Unique

“What is a trait that is unique to them?”

If the person he's with likes nature or history, he'd find that unique. Listening to you talk about it because he doesn't run into people like that often and you'd go full nerd about history! Or if you like nature, he'd like to see you run through the forest with animals like it was your home, like you were the queen or something and the animals, plants, and trees were yours to protect and would trust you with their lives.

W – Wish

“What is their greatest wish?”

His wish would be to live a life without people thinking he's a bad guy and that his father wasn't around. A new start where no one knew him as anything else but Draco, a simple boy or man.

X – Xmas

“how would they spend their holidays with you?”

Now he had house elf's to decorate till you told him you wanted him and you to do that, so he'd end up helping you decorate and cook and you'd end up having a lot of fun together!

Y – Yearn

“What do they do when they miss you?”

He sits and lets his memories of you flash through his brain, then he'll write to you or be anxious about seeing you again.

Z – Zzz

“how do they sleep?”

He has nightmares but they would A stop completely because of you or B happen less and something would have to trigger them.

Request open 👐

Draco's lovers and requests:

@alexxavicry, @sarahthehuffpuff, @supercoffeeblogs, @thatwattpadobsessed, @amyclare04 , @kyracanwrite , @animeloverfreak310, @imafangirl22, @phildunphyisadilf, @jac1ndaa

[rom-e-o]

I'm in the mood for a good Bea smackdown for my birthday. So can I ask for TeTe and Connie going off on her if they're out to lunch with Bea and Bess, and Bea starts going off on Bess for... everything?

AAAA HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUILL!

Now that, THAT, would be an absolute pleasure to deliver on.

I feel like TeTe cannot STAND Bea, but it is Bess' mother, so she tries to play nice. Connie is the same. Be good, they think. MAYBE something will change?

Should Bea start running her mouth about Bess, she wouldn't get far at first. Bea makes a comment about something simple first, because I'm sure that nitpicking for her is probably second-nature at this point. Perhaps Bess wore a dress, and Bea scoffs at how much skin it shows (which is not much, but Bess definitely looks much more put together than Bea). So, she comments, "Heavens, I'm shocked the waiter isn't fawning over you more in a dress like that. Maybe we'd get faster service. Although, it's not like a lower neckline would do much, hm?"

TeTe gives her a stare that could freeze lava, and Connie regards her sternly over the rim of her espresso cup. "My, my. What an odd thing to say. That dress is one from a recent Barcelona trip. It looks positively stunning on her. Myself, my mother, and the man courting her agree thoroughly."

Bea, perhaps with a death wish, keeps going. After all, they're in public. What could either of these ladies really do?

"I'm only teasing."

"No, you're not."

"Ugh, Bess, what have you done to these ladies? They can't take a joke. You've dulled their wits, I see. I was looking forward to some more esteemed company."

TeTe's china clinks unceremoniously loud against her saucer. Her glare has changed from icy to venomous.

"My dear Bea, forgive me if I'm out of line, but the young lady sitting across from me is some of the most esteemed company I've ever had the pleasure of experiencing," she says. "Just because you are incapable of understanding that does not mean I want to be dragged down to your level."

"Wh-"

"She's nicely telling you that your attempts at insulting Bess are mean-spirited and stem from your own projections," Connie says.

"Projections?"

"Because you're jealous of your daughter, dear," TeTe says. "And quite bitter. It's textbook narcissism."

"Please! I'm not envious of anything."

"You should be," Connie says. "Bess had many friends, a beau who adores her, a job of high esteem, and a packed social calendar with galas and fundraisers. Anyone with a modicum of taste would be envious of such a lovely lady."

The implication infuriates her. "Please. The ONLY reason you're on her side is because you're just as much of a whore as she is. I mean, pregnant as a teen, ruining an innocent man's life? She should have stayed put away. She's earned her scrutiny as a homewrecking, tawdry little slu-"

TeTe's coffee is in Bea's face immediately. There is nobody seated around them now. As Bea pushes herself back and frantically reaches for a napkin, TeTe grabs her by the wrist. Her grip is iron-clad.

"Bea, let me say this only one more time. Each time I tolerate your company, you go out of your way to shame your beautiful, kind and amazing daughter. You FAIL to realize how fortunate you are to call such a wonderful woman your daughter. You were blessed with a child, and refuse to acknowledge the wonderful woman the rest of us can readily see. You brought Bess into this world ... and THAT is the only reason I'm grateful for you. Otherwise, you would be unfit to spend any passing second with. You have my attention because of Bess, and nothing more."

Bea looks to Connie, maybe thinking she'll help? Nope.

"If I EVER heard you insult Bess, call her names, or try to diminish the horrible pain she went through - largely because of YOU - prepare to sit though a laundry list of all your shortcomings and mistakes. Since you enjoy teasing so much, I'm sure you won't mind some at your expense."

Bea retreats to try and salvage her outfit, and Connie and TeTe go to Bess.

"How on EARTH did you live with that woman, darling?" TeTe asks. "You must have the patience of a saint."

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

A Date Night HC with Black Mask and F!S/O 🖤

S/O loves to be spoiled and pampered by him. She teases him wearing a dress he likes on their extravagant date night to a high-end restaurant ... There will be a few surprises from him too :3c S/O is his enabler and lets him get away with a lot of his behaviour, and up to mischief herself.

"It's a good thing we pay so much to eat here, or they might actually kick us out-" Black Mask x F!S/O (Valentine's Event 2024)

Oh god don't enable him, he's already impossible. This ask is for the ongoing Valentine's Day Event!

TW: Suggestive, NSFW, fingering

Valentine's Day. The perfect excuse for an obnoxiously extra date night to show off to everyone else. No matter how far Roman got away from his roots, some things never changed. He was better than everyone else, as were you. Certainly one of the best parts for having a girlfriend like you was his ability to show that in public.

It was an unspoken agreement between the two of you that you could have almost anything you wanted. When you didn't ask for much, he made it a mission to spoil you. Spa days, special treats here and there- You deserve it, you put up with his shit, after all. Seeing how much you enjoyed it just eggs him on.

So tonight he let you know exactly where he was taking you. Some high end place he's put a lot of money into for under the table deals. Tells you that you can pick whatever dress you want, but the panties? He's got those set out. Black and lacy, with stockings he pictures rolling up your thighs. Why wouldn't you take the opportunity to fuck with him back? A slinky number you knew got him hot when he saw it. Just a little too short and accentuated your body in all the right places.

You could hear the sharp, huffing inhale through his mask when he first saw you come out. You could feel how firmly he had his hand on your inner thigh while riding in the car, then how it moved to the small of your back as you entered the restaurant. He'd been quiet other than small talk. Telling the waiter to take you to "his" table.

He then forced his way to sit next to you, hand back on your thigh and creeping up, "You think you're fuckin' cute, huh?"

"Adorable, thank you for asking." The calm facade on your face flickered only for a second as his pinky moved up and down the front of the lingerie between your legs.

His gaze was intense, even when the waiter came back to ask for your order. It was then he ordered for you. Expensive. Something you definitely wanted but might not order on your own due to the price or the fuss of it. And a bottle of something old and fancy. His hand never left it's place until you moved it.

"Since you seem to like these so much..." You found yourself hiking up the dress almost to your hips. Another patron happened to look over... and quickly look away when they found Black Mask glaring back at them. And there in your hands was your now removed panties, which he snatched away to tuck in his pocket.

The wine was brought to the table, then... along with a box. He made a motion with his hand to you, "Happy Valentine's Day, doll."

Then, as you opened it- It was a bright red teddy bear... with a bracelet. The bracelet itself wasn't anything crazy. Yet you recognized it as one you'd been admiring a month ago. You hadn't asked for it. Yet he remembered the way you'd looked at it and decided you needed to have it.

"Allow me." He was already taking it off the bear and putting it on your wrist, "Yeah. Suits you just right."

"I... Thank you-"

"Don't say anything about making it up. You're gonna make it up right now." He's leaning to your ear before his hand tucks between your thighs, "Open up."

Before you could really respond beyond giving more space for his hand, he was plunging a finger inside. Praising you for being wet. Drinking his wine in his other hand as if he wasn't making you writhe. His palm pressed against your clit, making one smooth movement of penetration and stimulation. When someone walked by, he'd add another finger or push harder to get you to moan.

By the time the food came out, he had you on the edge. Yet he pulled away. The plates hit the table and he was licking his fingers. Looking at you knowingly. A little appetizer for himself.

Then he was cutting into his steak as if nothing happened, "We'll continue this later."

It was delicious, there was no question. Both you and your partner were taking small bites. Enough to assuage the hunger- You'd both be taking leftovers and finishing after certain events that night. He almost laughed when the waiter asked if you wanted dessert.

"Nah, fuck off. Give us the check."

It would have seemed the two of you were on the same page. Until, at least, you were leaving the building. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw something black fall from Roman's pocket and hit the ground. He was already pushing you forward before you could turn around. Your mouth agape as you realized just what your partner intentionally dropped on the floor of the fucking public restaurant.

"Sir, you dropped your-" a waiter paled as he found himself picking up your recently worn underwear.

"Yeah, thanks kid." Roman sneered behind the mask, "She was just telling me she was feeling cold." He held them up to you, knowing you were going to snatch them from his grip.

It was in the moment you didn't know if you wanted to fuck him or kill him. To be determined.