#you had me at hello 📝

[chrollohearttags]

love thy neighbor • r. sukuna

(Y/N) moves into an apartment complex on the other side of town and winds up living right next door to one of the most notorious drug dealers in the city nonetheless! But looks can be deceiving…

📝: black!fem plus size reader, plug!sukuna, age gap (6 years or so) mentions of toxic relationship and baby trapping, religious trauma, anxiety, alcohol + drug use, comfort + fluff and angst to smut, missionary, prone bone, oral sex, reader cries during, daddy is used a couple times, size difference, lots of kissing, positive affirmations, creampie

wc: 3.0K

🎙️: I swear imma get back to posting regularly! I’m just being lazy and hating my writing rn (it sucks) 😭 but I hope y’all enjoy

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you didn’t know what to expect when you found yourself residing on the same floor as plug!sukuna..it was your first time living on your own. Fresh out of your parents’ house with minimal belongings and all of the savings you had managed to scrounge over the years. Enough to cover first and last month’s rent with some extra left over..working as a receptionist in a local doctors office by day and offering online tutoring services at night to suffice your income. You'd return home from your shift, ready to relax by at least eight o clock..meanwhile, plug!sukuna was just beginning his night. Heading out into the streets to do God knows what until the early morning hours. But he’d never leave until he’d done two things: said hello and made sure that you were straight. You never really understood the logic behind it..especially considering the fact that you weren’t exactly close friends or even acquaintances beforehand. Hell, he didn’t know you at all and yet, he was just as kind as an old lady bringing you cookies to welcome you to the neighboorhood.

nonetheless, plug!sukuna would always tell you “..keep that door locked, don’t answer that shit for nobody and call me if you need anything, aight?” his deep voice was the last voice you’d heard for the evening and the first when you awoke in the morning. Sometimes, he’d even bring you breakfast per your request and you’d eat together. You’d cut off all ties to your controlling, religious fanatic family and the narcissistic ex who’d all but attempted to stick you with a kid you didn’t want and turn you into his personal doll…trapped inside of the house with no purpose other than to serve him. It was the way all of the men in your former faith operated. But you weren’t interested. Not in the slightest. In fact, you wanted change so drastic, it’d make their goddamn heads spin! Over time, you’d grow closer to plug!sukuna. His second long check ins and warnings became full blown conversations as the two of you congregated downstairs in the pool area or at the mailbox for a cup of coffee. A cigarette dangling from his fingertips to go light once he went outside.

“I know this place seems nice and all from first glance but…imma let you in on a lil’ secret, baby. It’s all types of people who come here..looking for trouble and hell, I’m not gonna lie to you. I’m part of the reason. That’s why I tell you to keep your door locked. Your pretty ass answers for the wrong person and somebody is bound to try and take advantage. ‘Damn shame I’d have to fuck someone up if something were to happen to you..”

plug!sukuna was sweet and endearing in his own right. But that’s what drew you into him..he was the very antithesis to what you knew men to be. Brutally honest yet so empathetic to your feelings. Rough as hell around the edges but a total gentleman. He may have done horrible things but he was a good guy..the best damn one you’d ever met. Unbeknownst to him, you’d watch him from the window leaving out; others surrounding him in the parking lot in similar cars. Blacked out with tinted windows..doing sleight of hand to pass something to other tenants who you’d recognized. Only what you could assume to be drugs. A couple of the guys you’d recognized from church, talking to deacons and pastors..now it’d all made so much more sense. Even so, plug!sukuna kept you out of that part of his life as much as possible. Eventually, some months would pass and it was a secret to no one that you’d grown quite fond of him..damn near smitten even.

however, plug!sukuna was adamant on not taking it there with you! He’d admitted himself that you were beautiful and in another life, any other circumstances..he wouldn’t hesitate to make you his. The problem was, you were still too vulnerable and he was knee deep in a lifestyle he wanted you to steer clear from. You were healing from years of trauma and downright abuse..trying to navigate this world on your own. If he were any other scumbag, he could have easily sucked you into his world and had you out here doing his bidding.

“(Y/N) baby..do you know how many girls just like you..who leave bad situations and end up in worse ones because some nasty motherfucker saw how vulnerable they were and used that to their advantage? How many girls went from being in the church to being on their knees for some pimp? I care too much ‘bout you to let that happen. I’m no good for you, I swear. You’d only end up hurt because I can’t give you all of me. Shit, I can’t even promise I’d make a good boyfriend. I’m selfish as hell, I’m always gone..I’ve slept with more women than I can remember. What could you possibly want with somebody like me, huh? What could I possibly do for you, (y/n)?”

but you saw right through plug!sukuna’s facade. He was gentle at heart..a romantic even. He wanted his person to spoil and adore just as much as you did. The streets were his only love for most of his life. He’d seen many things but nothing quite like you..those round, doe eyes; so innocent and pure. Pouty lips, chubby cheeks and the soft, ringlet curls that surrounded that gorgeous face. That soft, plump body and those thighs that rubbed together when you walked away. He wanted to devour you whole sometimes..many nights had plug!sukuna lied in his bed next door, thinking of you being on top of him. Those perky breasts jiggling as he bounced you up and down on his cock. Those nails clawed at his chest as sweat poured down his skin. But those thoughts were far too lewd and disgusting for someone like you! He was ashamed of even having them. But he couldn’t help himself..especially when that sweet, airy voice all but begged him to take you.

“Because I love you, Ryo..I love everything about you. Even the bad shit. I don’t care what you do because it’s not who you are..you’re the man that brings me food and coffee in the morning so I don’t have to rush before work. You’re the man who kisses my forehead when he leaves because you know, deep down..it could be the last time I see you. You’re the man who calls me every time he hears a gunshot or sirens because he worries himself sick about me when I’m not near him. You carry my laundry baskets and groceries, you clean my apartment while I’m sleeping because I’m too tired. And not once have you ever tried to touch me. You never made me repay you with sex or anything. You could easily hurt me and you can’t even bring yourself to raise your voice, even when I’m dead fucking wrong. No one has ever cared about me that much, boyfriend or otherwise and I don’t give a damn if you sell drugs or blow up buildings. A man who’d do all of that for me and never asks for anything in return is exactly who I want.”

plug!sukuna found himself dumbstruck for the first time in a long time..standing there with your small hand cradling his chiseled jaw, tears streaming down your face, he’d find that his own eyes were welling and burning. He’d never heard anyone speak about him in such a way. “Damn, I guess you can read me like a book.” Hell, he’d never acted that way with anyone else either. Yet here he was, treating you like a princess. He couldn’t pretend anymore..he had to be honest with you..and himself.

“I—I love you too, (y/n). So much..”

“Then make me yours. Right now..right here.”

“you know once we do this, we can’t go back..”

“Please..leaving the past behind is kind of my thing.”

it didn’t take long for your lips to meet in a fiery haze, tongues intertwined in a moment of heated bliss. Your hands roaming one another’s bodies as moans slipped through..your clothes all but becoming discarded heaps on the living room floor like a movie scene cliche. His lips traced from your neck to your collarbone; slightly dredging his teeth along the skin in the process.

“Here, baby..take my hand.” plug!sukuna, in one fell swoop hoisted you into his arms as if you weighed practically next to nothing. Continuing to feed you those slow kisses, he’d carry you to a nearby wall and part your thighs. With your legs resting on his shoulders, he’d mark every inch of you. From your sensitive nipples which he cradled in his mouth to that pudgy tummy he loved so much to that juicy center, which was practically leaking for him.

“This all me? Just from some kissing?..” “This is nothing. I touch myself every night thinking about you..you should see the mess I make then.” plug!sukuna could barely sate his urges now, hearing how nasty this supposedly innocent girl was for him! He wasted no time slithering his tongue into that aching cunt. Swirling it around on that throbbing clit, spitting into those pretty pink folds and those succulent brown lips encasing them. He feasted like a man unhinged; greedy and selfish as fuck, just like he claimed. You’d grasp a hold of those dark reddish and black locks, grinding yourself into his face. Rubbing his nose in between your slit.

“Mmmph! Ryo…” “Yeah, fuck my face. Don’t hold back now. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do this.”

plug!sukuna would eat your pussy until he heard you sobbing and felt that orgasm come barreling out. Your tight hole spasming on air as those juices trickled down his throat, chest and mouth. He couldn’t help but to laugh as he watched you writhe in pleasure. Attempting to push him away as you rode out that orgasm.

“Wha—how did you?—“ “What? I told you..I’ve had a lot of practice.” Choosing to omit the fact that he’d fantasized about you sitting on his face more times than he could count. Tossing you a wink and one final lick before carting you over to the sofa. Where he laid you down gently against the cushions…pinning those legs back whilst hovering over you. The entire time, he couldn’t take his gaze away from those gorgeous eyes..they glimmered so bright. Full of lust, adoration and excitement. No matter how much you smiled, he always sensed a certain emptiness behind them. A light stolen from you and now, he hoped to reignite it.

observing your movements, plug!sukuna began to chuckle when he saw you pawing at his crotch. So eager to unsheathe that hard on from his boxers. He could tell that the shy, bashful demeanor you presented was only a front. If given the opportunity, he could turn you into his personal slut with ease..but for now, he wanted to focus solely on making love to you. Giving you every part of him that he’d long to for months now. You’d examine his chiseled torso, reaching up to caress his abs and trace your fingertips along his various tattoos. But you couldn’t distract yourself from how large that bulge was..protruding and leaking with precum…

“Can I?—“ Go ahead, baby..take it out.” And without hesitation, you’d tug that elastic waistband back and let it spring forth. He was so girthy and long. Clean shaven and although he was erect now, you could tell he was huge even when flaccid. Nonetheless, plug!sukuna grasped those thick thighs of yours and mounted in between them; gliding that aching tip along your folds. ”Now you tell me if it hurts, okay baby? If I see you flinch or look uncomfortable, I’m pulling the fuck out. We clear?” And you knew when he spoke, that was law. Nodding in agreement, you’d consent to his terms as you rubbed your folds, waiting for him.

“Good..and tap my arm if you can’t talk. I’m ‘bout to start moving. You ready?” with your permission, he’d glide in slowly and immediately, he thought he’d seen stars! Plug!sukuna, by his own volition, had been with countless girls. From strippers to models, but never had he felt pussy this tight! The warmth immediately cradling him and not letting go. He’d suck his teeth before muttering a single ‘fuck’ under his breath. You were going to be some pressure, he was certain of it. But he’d continue on, gathering his footing and working that cock into your entrance. A single pop, along with wet, squishing sounds rang out across that living room as you lie underneath him.

“Goddamn…your shit feels incredible, baby. I know you had some good pussy..I can tell just by looking at you.” Forcing a wide, toothy smile on your face. You’d never heard him talk so vulgar but it was the side you’d brought out. He was officially obsessed!

“Yeah? Well I’ve been wanting to give it to for so long..I never thought you’d fuck me..”

“I kept you waiting, huh? I’m sorry..guess it just means we gotta make up for lost time then, huh?”

plug!sukuna was thrilled to know that he’d no longer have to hold back because you were on the same wavelength. You’d have no issues matching his energy..so with that, he’d speed up those thrusts. Pounding you with gentle but well paced strokes. The sound of your thighs and skin slamming together, coupled with the sounds of both your moans, made for a beautiful chorus. Your hands around his neck, scratching at his back; legs around his waist and his muscular arms planted right at your sides. Drilling you just as you’d requested and there was no limits between the two of you.

“Yes! Keep fucking meeee..oh my goodness. I’m gonna come again!”

“You’re so fucking cute..damn..” adoring how you sounded squealing and laughing as you met his thrusts. He couldn’t believe how receptive you were and how it took no time at all for you to open up.

“And you look so pretty taking all this dick for daddy. I can’t stop staring at you.” That deep voice showering you with praise as his thick cock thrashed around your insides. Even though you had always been a bigger girl, he made you feel so dainty and small..like a precious treasure he never wanted to lose. “You deserve this, baby..to get fucked just like this. To be spoiled and get whatever you want. I can put you up..you ain’t ever gotta worry about shit. Not a bill, not rent, your family..I got you, baby. I promise. I love you..” You believed every single word and clung to them with every fiber you had. You’d never had anyone treat you with such grace and care before..and that wasn’t the end. He’d continue doting. Telling you how proud he was of you and how far you'd come. How he admired your strength to get out of your situation…he was in awe. plug!sukuna would continue singing your praises until he looked up and spotted tears coming down your face. He was tempted to stop until you told him that you were just fine. He on the other hand..was struggling to maintain his stamina.

“No no..please don’t stop. You just make me feel so good. No one has ever fucked me like this.”

but that alone seemed to ignite a second wind and in a moment of haste, you’d find yourself flipped over into your stomach with his entire body weight shifted on top of you.

“You mean that, baby?” Those outer fangs of his teeth glistening and mouth slicked with saliva as he began pounding you once more..hands pinned to your back and his frame covering your own. The plumpness of that ass ricocheting off of him as he penetrated those walls. You’d come once again, dripping onto the leather couch and making that aforementioned mess he’d been dying to see. This time, his pace was rougher..less structured and sporadic. He couldn’t help it..he was running on pure fumes, trying to give you the first time experience you deserved. Tugging your head back by those thick curls, plug!sukuna fed you the deeper strokes he could muster until those chocolate eyes rolled back.

“Y-yes! This dick is amazing..”

“Tell me who it belongs to. Who’s this good pussy belong to now?”

“Y-you, daddy. It’s yours! Oh fuck..”

never having uttered such lewd words in your entire life, you reveled in the fact that he had been the one to bring this side out. And now, you were about to bring a side out of him. One far more vulnerable than the public witnessed..one that would beg you to let him come inside of you and cry out your name in sweet ecstasy as he did so. You’d feel those warm seeds pouring into your womb as he came to a halt and you welcomed them. plug!sukuna didn’t hesitate to swaddle you in his arms for kisses and comfort.

“I don’t want this to end..tell me it doesn’t have to, Ryo. Can we be this way forever?”

“We can stay like this for as long as you want, baby. I’m not going anywhere.“

and it was a promise he intended to keep. Not just as your neighbor or the guy next door looking over you. But now, as your lover and the man who’d never leave your side.

[afterglowsainz]

so high school | lando norris

summary: no one imagined that the rising popstar of the moment and the papaya f1 driver would be dating until an album release and a very much awaited maiden win takes everyone by surprise

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[m8hammed]

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[jeyneofpoole]

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[torialefay]

"Regardless of That Fucking Assignment..." 📝

professor!seungmin x fem!student!reader smut 🔞

✨ synopsis: you tried to be professional after being selected for a position under the hottest professor on your univeristy’s campus. turns out, the professor doesn’t give a fuck about “professional.”

✨ warnings: this piece, although consensual, does revolve around a morally grey area. this is strictly fictional work, and should only be considered as such. contains a lot of roleplaying that is not appropriate for everyday life. I do not condone any acts that are represented in this fic. this is strictly fictional work, and should only be considered as such. ; unprotected sex, semi-public sex, slight breath play

Dr. Kim was easily the hottest professor at your university. Young, handsome, and intelligent were the perfect recipe for quickly becoming your favorite classes to go to.

Thankful that he actually taught courses for your major, people outside of it would still sign up just to see him. Well, more like fawn over him, in hopes that he would somehow notice and fall for them, like the clichés they’d seen in movies. It was a bit annoying, considering you’d have to make sure to register early for his classes, but you didn’t mind as long as you got your spot. It made your performance in his class look better in comparison at least.

You’d always performed well in his classes, but you always felt a bit behind. You’d considered asking for his opinion on who would be best to go to for tutoring, but you didn’t want to get flustered in front of him. You surely didn’t want him to think you were struggling in his classes because it was hard to pay attention to anything but him… But ultimately, that was the truth.

Which is why you were very surprised one day to receive an email saying that you’d been selected for the fellowship you applied for… with Dr. Kim as the head.

“Hello, Dr. Kim,” you said nervously after knocking and peaking your head into his office.

He was relaxed, seated behind his large mahogany desk with a plaque on the front ordained with the inscription “Dr. Kim Seungmin.” He’d had a pen in one hand while holding his chin with the other, lost in thought.

“Ahh, y/n. Come on in and take a seat,” he smiled, lifting his head out of his hands and gingerly resting the pen onto the paper underneath it.

You shyly opened the door wider in front of you, just enough so that you could glide through and carefully close it.

Afterwards, you smoothed your skirt down around your thighs and crossed the short space of the room before seating yourself in one of the nice, leather-backed chairs that he had placed neatly in front of his desk.

“I’m glad you could meet with me on such short notice,” he said warmly, looking you in the eyes.

You couldn’t help but blush a little. Even if you’d had around a hundred lectures with him under your belt, it was nothing like the one-on-one conversation you were having now. Butterflies crept up into your stomach that you quickly tried to shoot back down. If you were going to work with this man on a fellowship project for the next year, you were going to have to learn to set those feelings aside… starting now.

“Yes, of course,” you said formally. “I’m very thankful and excited that I was chosen for this position. It really does mean a lot to me, so thank you for giving me this opportunity,” you smiled back, hiding any nerves that you may have had.

Dr. Kim chuckled a bit. “No need to thank me. You’re a great student. I’m always happy to see your work. You have a lot of great ideas, you know? I don’t say that many students challenge me to think about things in a different way, but you’re… different. Very different,” he smirked.

You automatically felt your face flush. ‘Surely this will get easier with time,’ you reassured yourself, taking a deep breath as nonchalantly as possible.

“Oh really?” you began, calming your voice. “I do get worried sometimes that maybe people could find my work a bit… unconventional?” you raised an eyebrow, trying not to falter.

“Good thing I’ve never been the conventional type,” he winked as he smiled, looking down directly after to grab the paper sitting next to him.

‘Did he? Did he just?…’ your mind began running. ‘Surely he didn’t mean it like… No, there’s no way. That’s just his personality. He’s witty. Of course he’d play around like that. He’s just cool, calm down.’ You tried your best not to let your internal freak out show on your exterior.

“So,” he started, looking back up to you, “give me your ideas. Obviously on your application, you threw out quite a few interesting ones. As long as I agree, we can work on whatever you’d like this year.”

“Hmm, well…” you began before running through your list of ideas with him. You had one proposal that you’d been fixated on, but it would require a lot of effort and attention, and you weren’t sure about the logistics of it working out. It would required a lot of time from the professor as well, so you’d almost nixed it altogether. Something about it just kept coming back though, you you figured you’d at least mention it along with the plethora of other ideas that had been rattling around.

“Woah, woah- stop right there,” Dr. Kim put his hands out, preventing you from continuing on to another point. “That’s really good,” he nodded his head. “I’ve read up on so much, paper after paper. But no one’s ever done that before.” He sucked in his cheeks as he continued to lightly nod and fixate his eyes off into the distance. “That’s smart… that’s really really smart.” He smiled, bringing his eyes back to yours now. “I knew I chose the right one. You're really impressive."

"Ohh no," you said, blushing with a smile as you waved your hand in disagreeance.

"What, you don't think so?" He teased, leaning back in his seat. "Why's that?"

"I'm just really interested in it is all. It's not that I'm special."

"Ahh," he nodded, understanding. "Well, I disagree." He folded his hands. "I noticed you the very first class. I even remember what you were wearing."

The sudden comment had you taken aback. "Really?" you asked, wide-eyed.

"Of course. You're quite memorable," he said coily.

Your heart kept speeding up in your chest. 'Calm down. Calm down.'

"Come on, Dr. Kim, you don't need to say all that," you tried to play it off. "I appreciate building my confidence up, but I will always try to work harder," you finished with a solid nod.

He stilled for a moment as if contemplating his words. "Oh really? Work harder?"

“Well… of course?” your voice carried up, confused on why that was such a notable statement. “I could always be doing better in your class.”

Dr. Kim nodded. “Mmm, I guess that’s true. Tell me, y/n, whose class is your favorite? You can be honest with me. I’m just curious to know.” He cocked a brow.

“Hmm…” your eyes darted up as you began to think. “I’m not saying this to be facetious, but I really do enjoy coming to your lectures. Dr. Pramal’s lectures have been very good recently as well.

He giggled. “Dr. Pramal? Come onnn, he basically wears a toupee. My classes have to be at least a little more fun than his.”

“I don’t know,” you smiled, “He tells a lot of dad jokes. He may give you a run for your money.” You raised your brows at his daringly.

“Ahh, okay. Dad jokes. I’ll have to remember that. That’ll get me some brownie points then huh?”

“It just might,” you shrugged. “I think the class would really enjoy it.”

A smug smirk came over his face. “I didn’t mean brownie points with the class. I meant brownie points with you.”

“Ohh,” you blushed, looking down. There was no way, you thought, that he meant the words the way that they were coming across. But it did fluster you anyways. “But I guess… haha yeah, I guess maybe that’d put you ahead of Dr. Pramal… maybe.”

Lighthearted. This was the way to go, you thought.

“Playing hard to get… I see how it is,” he grinned ear to ear.

“Hey, we’ve gotta see how good those jokes are first!” you thought quickly.

“Alright, fair enough. I’ll get some good ones prepared for next time. Just for you.”

At that moment, there was no denying it anymore. There was no way, unless he was absolutely toying with you, that he’d be making all of these advances without realizing. You were sure he knew that almost every person was crushing on him, so you weren’t sure if he was just trying to play around, but either way, you knew that if you had been standing, your knees would have already buckled and given in. There was no going back now.

“Well,” you began, “since I shared my opinion, I think it’s only fair for you to tell me which classes are your favorites to teach?” You felt bolder now. More confident.

“Hmm… I wouldn’t say that I have any one favorite. They all have their pros and cons… but right now,” he tapped his pen on the table, “maybe I prefer the ones that you’re in. It always makes my day a bit better, but the classes go by so quickly.”

“So you decided giving me this position would be a good solution?” You giggled, finally leaning into the fantasy unfolding in front you.

“Absolutely not,” he stood with a smirk, gingerly beginning to walk behind where you were seated. “Excuse the language, but you’re fucking brilliant. It’s why I was so drawn to you... Having you on was a unanimous decision by the board.” He leaned down behind you until he was hovering just next to your ear. “But this…” he breathed out. “This is just a bonus.”

He took one hand to gently brush your hair over the opposite shoulder, making sure the area beneath him was open and exposed. He slowly let his fingers trail along your back until they rested on your shoulder, only for a split second, before sneaking lightly to trace along the lines of your collar bone. You could hear deep breaths coming from his throat.

“Tell me you don’t want it, and I’ll stop…” he whispered lowly.

Your head clouded. Never in your wildest dreams did you imagine any of this. You wanted this, didn’t you? Yes, you wanted this.

But how would it affect your future? What if someone found out?

His hot breath hitting your ear drowned out any hesitancy you could have had. ‘Fuck it.’

“Don’t stop,” you whispered back, feeling shy, but excitement leaking out of you nonetheless.

He slowly let his lips find their way to your shoulder, planting the lightest kiss you’d ever felt, as if he was testing out the waters. As you began to get chills, he slowly began trailing kisses across your collarbone and to your neck, taking time there so gently suck. Nothing too crazy. Nothing too harsh. He wanted no evidence left behind. No emotions involved.

And that is exactly what you believed. Before he leaned in to kiss you.

His arm reached to rotate your shoulders towards him as he brought his lips to yours. The passion he poured in was immaculate. Like he’d been hungry for weeks. He tugged at your bottom lip with his teeth, asking permission to go even deeper.

Without breaking the kiss, the walked around to the front of the chair, holding your head steady for him the entire way. Once he reached his destination, you let his tongue find its way into your mouth. He started with light circles around your own until he was quickly moaning into you. The desperate sounds leaving his mouth had you echoing, making you squirm even more.

You could feel yourself growing more and more wet with each second. Swallowing in every last moment, you basked in the bliss of it all, but you couldn’t help but to want more.

He smiled as he realized how worked up you were getting. Resting one hand on your cheek and the other around to the small of your back, he guided you up until you were standing.

He slowly waltzed you around, never breaking the contact with your mouth. As the moans grew heavier and heavier, you slowly began to push yourself up and onto his leg, needing any sort of friction possible.

He took that as his cue to extend his thigh out for you, running his hands down to hold your ass before rubbing it harshly.

You winced at the new pressure as you slowly began to push yourself up and down on his thigh, losing your breath at how good it felt.

The scene in front of him was quickly getting too much to handle. You knew from the growing hard on that you felt each time your leg hiked higher.

As he groaned loudly, he pulled his lips from yours and yanked your body into his, separating any centimeter of space that could have existed.

You let out a low whine in response as his lips went back to your neck, nibbling away as you fucked yourself onto him. His fingers burrowed into your hair as he went, encouraging you to go faster.

You reveled in the way your clit was engorged now, making sure to hit just high enough with every thrust. And as he began to pant more heavily, Dr. Kim moved his thigh up and down for you, adding to the intensity that you felt.

“Oh fuckkkk,” you let out when things were getting too much to bear.

The sweet sounds coming out of you were too much for him. Abruptly, he pulled his lips from your neck, taking hold of your head to bring it eye level with his. He stared into you like he now owned you. “You can’t tell anyone about this. Promise me,” he demanded, rutting his leg up into you, forcing you to take it as he watched..

“I promise,” you breathed out, grappling to his chest as your eyes rolled back, about to reach your high.

“Feels that good?” He chuckled, planting a harsh smack to your ass.

“Oh fuck,” you winced, loving the roughness he was giving you. Your face flew into his chest. “It feels so fucking good. Harder… please.”

“Harder?” His voice was raised now.

In any normal situation, you would have been worried that someone would hear. But in this moment, you couldn’t have given a fuck if you tried.

Another smack left you dripping through your panties. “Fu-u-u-ck,” you cried. You knew you wouldn’t last much longer. You held onto him tightly as the knot in your stomach formed. “Keep going, keep going,” you whimpered out, chasing your release.

You heard him grunt as he began thrusting harshly, as quickly as he could, into your cunt. Although you couldn’t see his face, you knew he was enjoying every last second.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” you let out lowly as your clit throbbed in just the right way. The warmth got to be too much. The thrusts were too much, and suddenly, you lost it.

Flailing out all over him, you tried your best to cling on and ride out your high. The sexual tension that had been pent up for so long had finally spilled out- hard. You began shaking and crying out into him, not caring if you were too loud now or if anyone heard.

Once it was beginning to be too much, you pulled off, shaking and pushing him back. You were sure you couldn’t take one more second without passing out.

He took the opportunity of being separated from you to make the few strides toward his door to lock it. You couldn’t believe that you’d completely disregarded that once you’d been caught up in the moment.

Catching your breath, you turned around to grip onto his desk, holding yourself up with your arms. You were able to get a few deep breaths in until the professor returned behind you, pulling your ass toward him.

“Fuck,” he smiled, gripping your hips and squeezing, letting your ass push against his clothed dick. “That was so fucking beautiful.”

All you could do was moan in response, rolling your hips around. Although your heart had had a few seconds to calm down, you could feel it speeding right back up.

As he massaged you with his hands, he continued letting his thoughts turn into words. “Now I want to know how beautiful you’d look on my dick. Getting fucked right into this desk. Will you let me?” His hands ran up and down between your hips and your ass, rubbing you lightly. Almost as if he was… cherishing you?

“Mmhmm,” was all you could get out, still trying to fully recover.

“I need to hear you say it,” he barked back. “I need to hear you say yes. Say that you want this.”

“Yes, Dr. Kim,” you breathed out as harshly as you could, your response landing you another smack on the ass as he brought his hand to the back of your head to push it onto the desk and have you perfectly bent over for him.

He wasted no time, undoing his belt and letting his trousers fall to the ground, quickly pulling his cock out from his boxers to let it spring up and hit him.

He hastily threw the bottom of your skirt over your ass to reveal your panties underneath, completely soaked in the middle from the time you’d just had.

“Goddamn,” he chuckled. “All of this for me?” He rubbed his thumb up and down your slit, causing you to wince, before ripping your panties to the side. It caused them to partially rip, not that you minded. “Even prettier than I could have imagined,” he said, licking his lips and staring down at your pussy. “Fuck.”

He took one hand from you long enough to spit in it and bring it down to stroke his hardened cock. He moaned the slightest bit, touching himself while thinking of what was to come.

Using one hand to hold you down and the other to steady as he lined himself up at your entrance, he pushed in slowly, letting himself enjoy the feeling of your pussy stretching around him. He savored every last centimeter that he could get inside of you before bottoming out. A large breath escaped his lungs as he tried to stabilize himself. It was all too much of a sight to behold.

Pushing you into the table harder, he inched his way out before thrusting back in, trying to warm you up to him.

You couldn’t deny how delicious it felt. He was bigger than you were used to, and the way he had you pressed down was taking your breath away. You tingled head to toe from the sensation. It was better than anything you could have dreamed up in class- a few thrusts of his dick inside of you, and you could already confirm.

He picked up his speed inside of you as you let out a whimper, already feeling like you’d taken much more than he could give.

He railed into you relentlessly, letting out gutteral grunts and moans with each snap of his hips into yours. The sounds of it were lewd, but it only added to how you felt.

“Ahh fuck, you feel so fucking good,” he growled lowly, trying to focus enough so that he wouldn’t cum right away. “You’re taking it so fucking well.” He moved a hand up to your hair to form a pony tail that he could pull back on. “Don’t you think so?” he yelled, pulling your hair slightly back.

Surprised, you yelped, which only turned him on more. “Yes, Dr. Kim,” you managed to get out between shallow breaths. You didn’t know how much more you could take.

“You like it when your professor fucks you, don’t you? You always wanted to be used by me, huh?” he teased, thrusting into you even faster, tighter hold on your hair.

“Yes- yes, I love it,” you strained.

Something in him must have ticked because before you could process what was happening, you had been pulled up by your hair so that your back was arched, torso now fully upright. The professor now had a hold on your hair, but all the way around your waist as well to hold you up.

You felt yourself choke on your own throat from how far back your head had been tilted. The iron grab you felt from him behind you hinted that this would be something you’d have to get used to. He chuckled as you gasped for air, beginning to pound into you harder.

He admired the way you looked for him. Perfect ass slapping against him at every thrust. Your body contorted in the most unnatural shape, just because he willed it. Your face red from the blood rushing around. So perfectly behaved for him. Letting him do whatever he wanted. So willing to give it all up. He couldn’t fucking stand it anymore.

Relentlessly he growled, fucking into you harder than he had before. He could feel the sweat seeping from his brow, but it didn’t hinder him. All that mattered in this moment was using you until he couldn’t stand anymore. Each thrust into your tight pussy brought him closer and closer.

It was the hardest you’d ever been fucked. You were past the point of return. After moaning harder than you’d ever thought possible, you were officially fucked out. He kept hitting the same perfect spot over and over until all you could do was cry out and gasp for air. No thoughts anymore, just needing that second wave of relief. You clenched around him as you tried for a deep breath, quickly working your way there.

“Ahh shit,” he hissed as he felt you- pure, unadulterated, untamable lust now clouded his eyes. Something different had come over him now. He was no longer your professor. No. Now… his one purpose in life was to fuck you senseless.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve wanted to do this?” he spat at you, yanking your head back even harder so he could get a clear look into those pretty eyes while he rammed into you. “How many times I’ve wanted to stop in the middle of class to just bend you over and take you?! I’ve contemplated so many times if I should hold you back after class so I could talk to you. Get you to put those pretty lips on mine, ah?” He was aggressive, almost yelling out of his mind through gritted teeth. "I’ve wanted you from the very first day I fucking saw you. Last year. An entire fucking year of acting good,” a harsh pound into you, “and acting professional,” pound, “around you," pound. "But goddamn it, I just can’t do it anymore! You drive me fucking crazy, y/n! You drive me so fucking crazy!” He yelled forcefully, quickly releasing his grip on you so that you fell forward onto the table.

Your lungs sucked in as much air as possible as you had a momentary sense of relief. But within a few seconds, Dr. Kim was reaching with his hand to rotate your head around to the side, right next to his own as he’d bent himself over your body, still fucking into you with all the strength he had.

“I’ve got to fucking have you,” his voice rumbled lowly, looking into your eyes. The words alone made your pussy quiver.

'Fuck. There's no fucking way. Does he mean?...' You were sure you were going to cum any second.

“Tell me I can have you… Fucking hell, tell me I can have you,” he growled, watching you desperately. Hungrily.

You closed your eyes as they slightly rolled back in your head. “Yes… Fuckkk, yes, you can have me,” you moaned out as his thrusts became too much for you to handle.

He violently crashed his lips into yours as if he’d been starving for them this whole time- like he'd been saving his appetite for this very moment. He ate at you like you were the most delicious thing he would ever taste.

And with the perfect thrust, you felt it. The feeling that had been creeping up for so long, exploded now, leaving you in complete shambles. Cursing, moaning, throwing yourself all around, you just couldn’t control yourself any more. You tried pulling yourself back, but his mouth kept you anchored to him, resulting in you throwing all of your groans into his mouth.

You didn’t know how it couldn’t be over, but he growled as he finished fucking into you, the wet sounds of your release only adding to his pleasure. You were getting overstimulated to the point that you were sure you were going to cry.

“Ahhh,” you wailed, not able to handle it any more.

“Oh fuck, baby, fuck!” he yelled, throwing a few final, violent, thrusts into you before pulling out. He continued to moan harshly as he pumped himself in his hand, letting his cum spurt out all over your ass, covering it almost completely. He stroked it until there wasn’t a single drop left inside of him.

'Baby?' you thought, contemplating if you'd misheard him.

Once he was sure he was finished, he breathed in and out deeply, trying to catch his breath while grabbing for a few tissues on his desk. He used them to lightly clean you up while you too were still bent over, struggling to get your breath back.

As soon as you heard his pants come up and zip, you were sure he was done. You slowly used your hands to push yourself up and off the table. Your muscles twitched as you went, absolutely exhausted. You didn’t know if you’d even be able to stand on your own, let alone make it back to the dorm.

You were slow as you turned, flattening your skirt down and trying to get your footing, but failing.

“Woah, woah, take it easy,” Dr. Kim smiled happily, knowing he was the one that had done this to you. He reached his hands out for you to hold so that you could get your balance.

“Yeah, thanks,” you said, blushing while nodding downward to acknowledge his help.

You both stood for a moment, absorbing the scenery and what had actually just happened. You almost couldn’t believe it.

As if it finally registered, you were suddenly uncertain of what to do next. You ran a hand through your hair before crossing your arms over your chest. You wanted to act like you weren’t nervous, but you knew that you were failing miserably.

“Well, I should probably head out then,” you tried to play off as light-hearted, moving your body out of his way and toward the door. You couldn’t believe you were about to have to do the walk of shame… at fucking school.

“You don’t have to-” Dr. Kim started, almost too eagerly, “you don’t have to go…” he calmed himself. “If you don’t want to. If you need time to, umm.” You’d never seen him be at a loss for words like this. “Get collected and everything.”

His eyes were softer than you’d remembered. For once, he didn’t look intimidating. He looked almost… sweet?

But none of that changed the fact that you had just fucked your professor and needed to go clear your head.

“Oh,” you smiled, trying to look grateful. “I appreciate it, but I think I’m alright. I should probably go finish up on an assignment I’ve been working on for your class actually. But really, thank you,” you said, bowing your head in gratitude, about to reach for the door handle.

“Wait,” he insisted, moving closer to you. “I just wanted to say that I really did mean all the things I said about you. Regardless of whatever this was, you are so fucking brilliant. I don’t want you to think that this is why I wanted you for the position. I hope that you’ll stay on… and that we can actually work together.” You thought you could make out a plea in his tone.

“Of course I’ll stay on, Dr. Kim. I’m excited to work with you,” you smiled, realizing now that you had some kind of upper hand.

He smiled back as he took a few steps backward, letting you turn to reach for the door once more.

“Please, call me Seungmin… Except in class of course,” he winked with a chuckle as he moseyed back behind his desk.

“Alright then, Seungmin,” you annunciated teasingly, smiling at him with big, innocent eyes. “I need to get to work on that assignment, but I’ll email you later so we can find a meeting time that works for us both?"

Seungmin just rolled his eyes with an annoyed grin. “You’re getting an A, regardless of that fucking assignment. And please... just give me your number instead.”

[yuurei20]

Do you have information about Ramshackle dorm itself? Whether it be a character's opinions on it, or any history/lore from Crowley along the way through the main story/events? I know we don't know a lot about the dorm itself (I think that's intentional, as to leave interpretation up to the player), but combing through the whole story for lore has been difficult for me. Thank you in advance for your efforts and time. :>

Hello hello! Thank you for this question! 🏚

You are very right that we do not seem to have very much information about Ramshackle Dorm!

For characters' opinions we know that Malleus is fond of it (he likes abandoned ruins in general (more here ->)), and Crowley is maybe more ambivalent? He has a dialogue line referring to it as a "dilapidated old--" and then self-corrects to say, "historic building."

As for why it was abandoned, the ghosts who live there say that everyone got scared of them and ran away, which Crowley confirms.

This is a curious explanation as ghosts are regular staff members at the school with none of the students seeming frightened of them--if anything, the chef ghosts are more afraid of Lilia than any of the students are of them.

While searching for information that may have been missed, I found this fascinating theory from 2020 that Yen Sid from Fantasia could be the founder of NRC as the counterpart to Merlin (who may have inspired RSA’s Ambrose) and possibly the person who appointed Crowley as headmage.

The video creator guesses that Ramshackle is even older than Pomefiore (otherwise confirmed as the oldest dorm) as it was built alongside the school itself rather than being established in a pocket dimension like the other dorms.

As acknowledged in vol. 1 of the Official Fanbook, Ramshackle has taken a lot of inspiration from the 1936 Mickey Mouse animation “Thru the Mirror.”

And Snow White, the basis for Pomefiore? Was released a year later in 1937 👀

We have a comment from Trey that the dorms were constructed in order of Pomefiore -> Heartslabyul -> Diasomnia (which corresponds to those movies' years of release), but no mention of Ramshackle 📝

(Maybe irrelevant, but the Japanese-language title of the “Thru the Mirror” animation is 「ミッキーの夢物語」, which means close to “The Story of Mickey’s Dream.”)

But if Yen Sid is the founder of the school, wouldn't he have a statue or something? And was he not particularly villainous? And why is Ramshackle not treated with more respect by Crowley, at least, who is presumably the one person who knows what it used to be?

To explain this the creator of the video above suggests that maybe NRC was not always a villain school: at some point there was maybe a shift of power from Yen Sid to someone else, who decided to go in a different direction.

This included a renovation that removed things from its previous incarnation like references to Yen Sid and abandoning Ramshackle as a relic of what the school once was.

We know that Azul looked through the past 100 years of exam questions in Book 3, the same amount of time that NRC’s student selection process has been in use, the same amount of time that NRC has been losing all competitions to RSA, the same time that STYX was established…what exactly happened 100 years ago? 👀

A ghost mentions being the captain of a spelldrive team back when he was still alive 90 years in the past, so at least one of Ramshackle's ghosts moved in after whatever that event was.

The video creator proposes that that is when the school shifted its focus to the powers of darkness, only admitting students with those particular traits and no longer accepting students who would have been sorted into Ramshackle Dorm.

They ask, is it possible that the prefect is someone who would have been sorted into Ramshackle like the students of the past if the school had not shifted gears? Is the prefect actually where they are supposed to be, just 100 years too late? 📝

Whatever it is that happened 100 years ago, whatever secret it is about Crowley that Azul may or may not hold—the video creator guesses that Ramshackle Dorm is the key!

We just do not know the key to what 🔑

[drluvsick]

Hello mate, how are you doing?

So, I've been following you for a while, and I couldn't help but notice your latest post, soooo, I have a request for you~~

You can ignore it if you don't want to do it, don't want to bother you :'D

So, it's a Muichiro (the Sweetest) x reader, that Reader always had a long hair, and they always treasure it, like alot, never letting people touch it, only Mui of. But one day, they just show up with a hair cut, and Mui is like "???", when he asks why they did it, they just say " oh, a demon cut it, so I thought it would be nice make a new hair cut "

Sorry about my poor english, I'm better at speaking ;-;

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 (𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊) — 𝐦𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨

muichiro loved your long hair. he loved the trust you gave him as you only allowed him to touch it. so imagine his surprise when you come back to him with a totally new haircut and some new insecurities. 📝 f! reader in mind; small hurt/comfort! this ask is adorable, don’t worry, your english is fine! :] NOT PROOFREAD

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“thanks for volunteering to soothe the knots…” you kept your position as still as you could manage, muichiro behind you as he ran his fingers through your hair.

“you always do this for me,” muichiro pointed out, “it’s only fair that i repay you for that.”

you could practically feel his soft smile against your skin, the close proximity making butterflies swerve through your stomach and clouding in your heart. you hummed in contentment.

he continued talking. “plus, i like your hair. it’s…it gives off this sort of…comforting feeling.”

“is that so?” you smiled at his action of trying to form his words into a proper group. “i have to go soon.”

“mission?” you caught the small pout in his voice, although very subtle.

“yep, being sent in to help some mizunotos. it’s always the start of being a slayer that catches you off guard.” you sigh at the memory of your own start.

muichiro sighed for another reason. “just don’t go risking your life for whatever group you’re assigned to assist.”

“no promises, but i’ll try my best,” you got up once you felt muichiro’s fingers leave your hair. you then felt him back hug you.

“stay safe.”

“love you too.”

then he let go and waved you goodbye.

so many emotions swirled through you at once, making a wave of nausea swim through your senses.

relief. you were alive, and so were the people you were sent to protect (still heavily beaten up, but surviving nonetheless).

guilt. you could’ve prevented some of their injuries. but then again, it was a large group.

sadness and anger. after so many years of growing it out, it got snipped in a second. your hair, now cut short into a messy (but manageable) new haircut. you wished you were the one to decide when to have your hair chopped rather than some insignificant third party.

insecurity. would muichiro still love you the same? your hair played a part in your beauty, and you knew that muichiro thought you were beautiful. but that was before, when your hair was still long. what about now? would he still find you as attractive as before?

it was a little stupid, being so caught up in the fact that muichiro may like you less because of your hair. but a small thought still nagged at you, and it stayed until you decided to drop by mitsuri’s place.

you could guess her reaction vividly, and surprise, you were right on the money.

“(y/n)!! oh my gosh, you cut your hair?!” mitsuri screamed, “it was so—!!”

“demon cut it,” you simply replied, “i was busy protecting the others.”

mitsuri’s shocked face turned to one of excitement. “you have to let me style it! short hair’s going to look so pretty on you!!” she gushed, taking your hand and pulling you through the halls into her room for a hair appointment.

you dearly hoped she was right.

you stared at yourself in the mirror. if she ever got to retire from being a hashira, she’d definitely excel in a side career of hair styling.

“you look absolutely gorgeous, (y/n)!!” mitsuri squealed. you smiled and thanked her, turning around as she wrapped you in a bear hug. and then you were sent off to show muichiro.

your mind was swirling as you made steps to his place. he’d probably be training right now, wouldn’t he? after a bit of walking, you found him.

“muichiro!” you called out. you could practically feel his whole demeanor shift from monotone to absolutely shining. he snapped his head your way before evident shock was applied on his face.

“(y/n), what happened to your hair?” he worriedly asked, knowing well enough that you wouldn’t have cut it by yourself.

“demon,” you tried to smile, “it didn’t hurt me much, thankfully.”

he didn’t speak for a few seconds, making you fidget in your spot under his stare.

“it fits you,” he finally said, “your hair, i mean.”

you look at him, your heart picking up pace. “really?”

“yeah,” he smiled, taking your hands and softly kissing your knuckles. your heart melted. “everything fits you.”

you pulled him in, kissing him on the lips. and as he ran his fingers through your now shortened hair, just like how he used to before, you realized that no matter what you looked like coming back to him, he’d always look at you as his one and only.

overluvsick | please do not repost, translate, and/or claim my works as yours !!

[wordssricochet]

💬 — Hello !! Just the usual reminders, I am still learning. Please do not expect my work to be perfect, English is not my first language. That is all, thank you.

⚠ — rejection, bullying, draco being stupid, hurtful words, mischaracterization of Blaise Zabini (I guess, we had to do it for the plot)

📝 — ♡ (fluff) + ☣︎ (angst)

#⃣ — 1270 words

📹 — based on the movie "Flipped" (one of my comfort movies)

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Flipped | D. M |

by wordssricochet™

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Growing up as a troublemaker kid, you were always rejected for affection. Thus, anyone who would even look at your way would be bombarded with your attention and affection.

And that anyone, fortunately —for you— is Draco Malfoy.

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"Heart eyes again, yeah, Y/N? " Fred Weasley —your best friend's brother who is also your best friend— elbows you.

"I honestly don't get what you see in that blondie, " George adds, "I mean, he's.. good looking and all, but his personality? Askaban! "

You simply just roll your eyes at the twins, focusing your attention again on Draco. Or Dray-Dray, as you nicknamed him (He never liked it, and would glance at you with a disgusted look. You loved his face though.)

A few minutes passed by and the boy and his gang of Slytherin friends leave for their classes. Now, you were left wondering about what Draco's type is. It just suddenly came up in your mind! But what is his type? Is it like you? Or is his type those pureblood girls that bullies first years? Hopefully not, hopefully not Pansy Parkinson.

"I wonder if his type is even closer to me.. you know, a fun but serious girl? " You questioned yourself.

"Oy, don't flatter yourself, Y/N. Since when were you serious? " Ron snickers, followed by Hermione hitting his arms.

"But seriously, Y/N, why him? I mean, there's Cedric-", " Too old for me" You interrupted Hermione.

"Okay.. what about Longbottom? He's a nice guy. " She gives you a warm look.

You almost wanted to cackle at Hermione's suggestion, "Seriously, Hermione? Neville is the complete opposite of Dray-Dray. "

"And that's exactly why I wanted you to give him a try, plus, the Yule Ball is in 2 weeks already, " She plastered a smirk on her face, "Let's be real, Y/N, You have no chance with Malfoy.

"I'm aware.. but still! " You insist.

Hermione gave a long sigh, "Do what you want then. But remember, I warned you! " She glances at you with a worried look.

"I'll be fine. "

Your classes for today ended and you went straight to Fred and George.

"Okay.. How do I look? " You fixed your hair. You put a clip on it and put the remaining hair behind your ears.

"Stunning", " Gorgeous" , the twins replied at the same time.

"You got this, Y/N! Plus, if ever that Malfoy prick rejects you, I'll go with you at the Yule Ball. " George says with a reassuring smile.

"Now, off you go! " Fred says, as he gives your back a soft tap.

"Dray- Draco, can we talk? " You ask while fiddling your fingers. It's been at least 5 years since you guys last talked, since his father found out about your friendship.

Draco and his friends glanced at each other, a smirk coming up on all their faces.

"Sure, what is it that you want to talk about? "

"Can we please talk in private? "

".. fine. "

"So, what is it? " Draco started, looking down at your rather smaller figure.

"Um, look, I've been meaning to tell you this since we were kids, " You gave a short inhale,

"Malfoy, I really like you. You were the first person to ever look at me like I'm a normal person, and not some nuisance to society. I've liked you since the day that I met you, the day that we met by the sea shore when you were taking a rest because of all the moving houses thing going on. I really appreciate your kindness toward me.. Well, towards me in the past. I hope that we can be friends again, or even more than that. So Dray-Dray, will you please go to Yule Ball with me? " You let out a long exhale as you said all those words in a span of 30 seconds.

"How pathetic can you be, Y/L/N? " He lets out a chuckle, "For Merlin's sake, are you even capable of being embarrassed? You're honestly the most annoying person I've ever known in my whole life! Since the day that.. "

You couldn't even hear what Draco was saying anymore, you just stood there, your ears ringing. Your vision started to blur. Your body can't physically move at this moment, like you've been paralyzed. After what seemed like an eternity (which is just 3 minutes for Draco), you finally gained consciousness.

"- I feel disgusted and offended that you can even think about being with me, hell, being friends with m-" You cut him off by saying sorry and ran away, just like you did when all those kids from your childhood bullied you.

It all started coming back to you, and you hated Draco for being the reason why.

You headed straight back to your house's common room and straight to your dorm. You ignored all your housemates asking if you were okay.

You flopped on your bed, head onto the pillow. You started letting all your emotions drain you.

These past few days, you started ignoring Draco more and more. You flooded yourself with academics and friends, specifically George Weasley.

You never stare at him in classes anymore, not even in the Great Hall. You started avoiding him at all costs. You couldn't even handle being in the same hallway as him. It makes you teary eyed whenever you remember the things he said to you.

Of course, Draco Malfoy had noticed the drastic change in your demeanor, too. He no longer had this Gryffindor stalking him around. He no longer had this girl that would send him chocolate frogs whenever she goes to Hogsmeade.

He should be glad, that's what Pansy tells him.

"Well, well, well, congratulations, Malfoy. You no longer had an obsessive stalker that would smell your hair whenever she's beside you in charms class! " Blaise Zabini chuckles, as he claps his hands together.

"Mission successful, I guess, huh? " Theodore Nott added.

Draco stayed silent, not answering any remarks, not looking at anyone.

"Anyway, Draco, would you mind going to the Yule Ball with me? " Pansy asks with hope in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Draco was dying inside at the faint mention of the Yule Ball. He remembered what he had said, and what he had lost.

Draco suddenly stood up from the couch of the common room and left the room before anyone could even ask what's going on.

"'m going to make things right, " Draco muttered to himself as he looks for you. Little did he know that Blaise was following him.

"Dude! Malfoy! Wait up! " Zabini yells as he grabs his best friend's arm, "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing? Pansy Parkinson, the finest Slytherin, just asked you if you wanted to go the ball with her. And you're here, bailing? Completely ignoring her? " Blaise yells, trying to put some sense into his friend.

"I already have someone I'm going with. "

"Who? Astoria Greengrass? Merula Synde?"

"None of those, idiot! "

"Who then? Y/N Y/L/N?"

Draco went silent at the mere mention of your name. Blaise looked discombobulated.

"What the hell, man? You're bailing Pansy Parkinson for Y/N Y/L/N? Are you insane?! "

"I don't know anymore, Zabini! I-I don't know what I'm feeling! "

"Are you really that bloody stupid, mate? You rejected her! Countless of times! We even laughed at her silly love letters together with Nott! "

"They were not silly, Zabini, you just.. don't understand. "

"Oh, I don't understand, alright! You hate her, Y/N, since the first year! "

"That's the thing, Zabini, I don't think I hate her now. "

"You've gone mental, man! I'm telling you! Have you flipped?! "

"Trust me, Blaise, I have no idea. "

💬 — hi !! OM GOSH, idk how to end this!! but i'm thinking either angst or fluff.. i still haven't planned. although, i finally found the perfect schedule when dropping fics (not like anyone cares); sundays in philippine time. anyway! i MIGHT make a masterlist now (with 2 fics in them lmao)

Sincerely, March.

[hyuniyz]

JUST YOU ⭒

pairing. lee minho x f!reader

genre. comfort | making out towards the end.

words. 2.3k

notes 📝 minho’s love language is definitely spending quality time together or / acts of services because this man LOVES to give. so here’s minho just comforting reader after she’s had a bad day 🙏 loads !! of kisses because i just started projecting my own needs near the end..

summary — after a tiring day, all you need is your boyfriend and the comfort he provides.

you close the door behind you with a little more force then necessary. the warm lightning and the soft aroma that you associate with your home is enough to relax you, but it does nothing to erase the terrible encounters of today from your mind.

you walk into your living room grumbly. spotting soonie lounging around on your couch, you move to lay beside the furball. the feline–most likely sensing your sour mood– immediately curls up on your chest and you bask in the comfort the cat provides.

in the kitchen, minho is just finishing up cleaning the cat’s food bowls when he hears the thud of the door, the sound alerting him that you are home. but a furrow of confusion settles in between his eyebrows when he doesn’t hear your usual ‘honey, i’m home !’ which he’s teased you for being too cheesy but the absence of the cheesy statement now is way too alarming.

he abandons his task and chooses to walk over to the living room where he finds you laying on the couch with soonie purring loudly on top of you. he smiles at the adorable sight of his cat being so soft towards you.

“hi baby,” minho uses his softest voice as he walks towards your slumped form.

you immediately perk up at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice. the voice you had been longing to hear the entire day. too tired to lift your head up to greet him you mutter a small “hello,” you watch silently as minho sits at the other end of the couch and pulls your legs to rest on his thighs instead.

“bad day today?” he senses your mood and decides to trek around the topic lightly, not wanting to tip you over the edge. you’re about to respond but instead a groan rumbles through your chest when minho begins massaging your legs. he smiles and continues working with his hands.

you want to ask him how he knows but of course he knows. he knows you far better then you think and so when he suggests a warm bath, you almost start crying right there because a bath is exactly what you need. you respond to him with a hum and with that minho rubs your thighs before getting up, you assume to set up the bath for you.

before making his way to the bathroom however minho wanders around the apartment and manages to locate his two other cats which he drops off beside you on the couch. the two cats also curling up on either of your side.

he leans down until he’s at level with soonie who’s comfortable on your chest. “take care of her for a while okay?” he instructs as if soonie is actually gonna converse with him. soonie –who lifts his head slightly– meows at him as if agreeing with him. which seems to satisfy minho because he grins before nuzzling his nose against soonie’s and then he turns to you.

you were watching their little encounter with a fond smile that stretches further when minho leans down again to repeat the action with you, bumping your noses together as his lips descend upon yours. he keeps it short and sweet, letting his lips linger against yours for a few seconds before pulling away.

“rest while i work on the bath, hmm?”

you hum as a reply and peck his lips again, “i love you”

you feel him grin against your lips “love you too”

then he’s gone, and you nuzzle against the cats whose warmth makes up for his absence.

“oh heavenly lord above” you groan out as the warm water engulfs you. minho, who stands by the sink gathering the stuff necessary for your bath snorts at your choice of words.

“i did this you brat, thank me” he pouts but you know it’s all lighthearted when he walks over to drop a kiss on your forehead.

“how could i ever repay this favour babe?” you ask exaggeratedly, looking up at him as he pretends to ponder.

“i mean.. cuddles would be a good start” he raises his shoulders in a shrug, acting nonchalant.

you laugh tugging at the hem of his shirt so he’s forced to bend over until his face is just above yours, with your lips only inches away.

“is that all?”

“hm” he whispers, closing the distance between your lips. “kisses could work too i guess”

his lips come down on yours before he even finishes the sentence and then he’s kissing you slowly and the small dip in your stomach that follows after all his kisses is there.

it’s like he’s working to remove the stress of the day from you which seems to be going well judging by the fact your shoulders now carry less of the tension compared to the rest of your day. he’s quite literally your knight in shining armour.

the thought makes you giggle against his lips which in turn pulls a smile from him and then you’re both smiling like lovesick fools with your lips still brushing over the other’s. he’s the one that pulls back, to run his fingers through your hair.

“lean forward for me baby”

you oblige, watching as he makes quick work of getting rid of his clothes and then he’s joining you in the bath.

once he’s settled down, he manoeuvres you until your back is flush against his chest. with his arms coming around your shoulders, he pulls you closer in to his embrace and you slump against him when he starts peppering kisses on your bare shoulder.

“wanna talk about your day?” he whispers against your skin, feeling like this is a good time to approach the subject carefully. he doesn’t want you to carry the burden of whatever it is, all alone.

the sigh you let out rings out in the quiet bathroom as you lean your head against his shoulder, wondering where to start.

“really, i don’t know where it all went wrong. I was actually having a really good day but then kevin called me into his office and basically just started criticising all of my work this week - which i’ve spent hours doing mind you. but that didn’t matter to him it seemed as he kept shouting at me for what felt like hours. and you know how i hate people shouting at me, it makes me feel so small and i just– ugghm” you grumble out, recounting the events that had occurred at the beginning of your day. you think this was the point where your day took a turn for the worst. and then everything went downhill from there.

through the entirety of your rant, minho listens quietly. he listens and watches as your body slowly loses the tension with every word you utter, showing him just how much you needed to let all that out. when you let out a sigh and slump further into him, he thinks its probably the best time to give his thoughts.

“well Kevins are always raging cunts aren’t they?”

you huff out a laugh, impressed by his ability to always speak his mind.

“i’m serious though” he threads his fingers in your hair and tugs lightly until you can meet his eyes. “i’ve seen him. he’s a middle aged man with a receding hairline and a beer belly, so i don’t think you should take his comments to heart babe”

“haven’t heard better inspiring words than this”

“of course, i’m the william shakespeare of our generation.” he scoffs.

“hmm, just shed a tear. no need to get so political babe” you tease wriggling your eyebrows at him.

he kisses his teeth at your teasing. fingers trailing down your body until they stop at your waist, where he immediately digs his fingers in the curve of your waist causing you to cry out. his fingers don’t let up until your gasping and squirming against him, laughing and pushing his wrists away.

he lets up his tickling in favour of slinging his arms around your front and pulling your back to his chest from where you’ve slipped down in your haste to escape his tickles. you decide to manoeuvre around, turning to face him instead.

“hi” you whisper when you’re finally facing him. situating yourself in his lap now, you wrap your arms around his shoulders to get closer to him.

he pulls a face when you lean down to press a peck on his lips. but he drops the act soon and then he’s chasing your lips again so that he can properly kiss you. threading his fingers through your hair so that he can get better access. he goes in again, claiming your lips with intensity.

you use your grip on his shoulders as leverage to pull yourself higher up his body, until you’re leaning down over him and he has to tilt his head back to allow your lips to be connected. the hand on his shoulder slips and descends down so that your nails can scratch against his chest which pulls a groan from him.

the sound from him seems to ignite your body, it spurs you on. so your hand stays at his chest clawing and grabbing while the other unoccupied hand goes to hold the back of his neck to pull him closer to you so that you can gain some control over the mind numbing kiss. in the midst of it all, it seems like your hips have a mind of their own since they grind down against him subconsciously. it doesn’t seem like he minds either with the appreciative hum he lets out against your lips.

it’s only when you mewl in his mouth that he rips his lips away from you. it’s like he gains his conscious back as his hands reach up to hold your hips in a vice grip to stop them from rolling down again and getting him more worked up.

you come back slowly too, taking in slow breaths to try and calm down your skyrocketing heartbeat. your lips are tingling profusely and you have no doubt that minho’s are the same when he reaches up to feather his fingertips over his lips. the sight of his lips, bruised from your relentless sucking, tempt you to have another taste of him.

you’re both gaining your bearings slowly, recovering from the intense moment that rid you of your breath. it’s silent in the room, safe for your low breathing when minho speaks out. his voice, now a few octaves deeper spreading tingles throughout your body.

“if we don’t get out right this instance, i don’t think i could stop and i don’t really fancy getting hot and heavy in this uncomfortable tub.” his admission hangs in the air between your heavy gazes and lewd breathing, until you both scramble out. ready to finish it into the bedroom.

the soft pattering of water from the bathroom sink tells you that minho is nearly done with his excessive skincare routine, and that he’s going to join you soon enough.

you’re still reeling over the fact that he had so easily navigated through your bad day so that it became somewhat bearable, all by doing the bare minimum. you don’t know when you had gotten so dependent on him but you’re not complaining.

you’re smiling over his antics when the man in question walks out, skin glistening from different products and you’re envious of the way his skin seems to shine under the striking light of your bedroom.

he catches you smiling and mirrors your expression as he climbs onto the bed to hover over you. “what are you smiling ‘bout huh?”

you shake your head lightly, coy smile playing at your lips when you arch off the bed to close the distance between your lips for the umpteenth time tonight.

he meets you halfway, snaking a arm behind your back to pull you flush against his chest so you don’t fall back on the bed.

your lips stay interlocked for a while, never really getting enough but eventually you’re broken apart when a chuckle escapes your lips due to minho’s hair that is so long now that it hangs around the two of you as curtains, tips of his hairs tickling your skin lightly.

he smiles at your laughter and you take your time to look at him. you think he’s the prettiest like this. when the worries of the day are stripped away from him and he’s left all tired and relaxed.

he rolls from on top of you in favour of settling down on his side of the bed, where he immediately pulls you into his side.

“you better now?” he whispers after a few moments of silence, deciding to take a gentler approach to figure out if you’re still upset.

“hm yeah, i’m better now” you smile up at him, grateful for his efforts to improve your mood. you understand that sometimes he doesn’t know what to say or how to act when you’re in one of your moods, but you acknowledge that this is the best he can do, and you’re thankful for him. “i love you baby, thank you” you lean up to leave a final peck on his lips, before settling back down into his side and snuggling impossibly close to him.

he chuckles at your cuddly state, reaching over to switch off the lamp so that you both can finally turn in for the day. he asks one last thing to reassure himself that you’re truly okay and relaxed now– recovered from whatever it is that your boss put you through.

“need anything else darling?” he asks while wrapping his arm around you securely and pulling your leg over his own, getting you even closer than before.

“just you”

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[vividiana]

wip whenever 📝

thank you so much to @xxnashiraxx @deadly-diminuendo @hellethil and @khywren for tagging me over the past week or so 💕 I've been feeling very uninspired lately so I didn't have anything to share

but! yesterday in a flash of fever-induced genius I had an idea for a modern au involving Eve and Astarion that I'm very excited about. I don't want to spoil things but the very basic premise is that Eve is in a witness protection program and she had to uproot her life and assume a new identity (for... reasons... don't worry about that yet.) and Astarion is, well... running from his past, let's say.

here's a draft of the not-so-cute meet-cute:

The white-haired man doesn’t look up when she stands before him, seemingly lost in thought as he scribbles something fervently in a journal in sweeping, messy handwriting. Through the scent of stale beer and fried food, she singles out a hint of his cologne—citrusy, fresh, and far more pleasant than anything the men around here usually wear, if they even bother. “Hello, my name is Eve–” He startles at the sound of her voice. There is a trace of panic in his eyes as he looks up, one that he instantly tries to cover up by straightening in his seat and donning a forced smile. The moment their eyes meet, Eve gets the strangest feeling of déjà vu she’s ever experienced. There is something familiar in that shade of blue, in the way his hair curls behind his ears. It catches her off-guard, the rehearsed introduction dying in her throat mid-sentence.  “I’m sorry, do I know you from somewhere?” she asks instead.  The man instantly tenses up with a loud scoff.  “Of course you would know me from somewhere. What else did I expect?” He gestures animatedly as he speaks, Eve blinking in confusion as she listens to his rant. “You move halfway across the country to finally get a break for once and– Are you one of those true crime freaks? Do you want to ask me how I did it? Do you want to know all the gory details? Fucking hell…” He drops his fountain pen on the counter with a loud thud and slips his glasses off to massage his temples, eyes shut tight in frustration. A couple patrons turn their heads to look in their direction, Eve’s cheeks growing hotter at the sudden attention. And perhaps, after this hell of a shift, that was simply the last straw. “Do not raise your voice at me,” the words slip past her lips before Eve can think better of it. The man seems genuinely taken aback and he opens his eyes, brows furrowed when he asks: “Excuse me?” “You seem to think you’re someone important. Sorry to burst your bubble, but I have no idea what you’re talking about. And no matter who you are, you shouldn’t speak to people that way, but especially not to those who handle your food and drinks.” She didn’t mean it to sound like a threat, but she has no emotional energy left to dull the edge of her words.  Maybe getting fired wouldn’t be so bad. Then I’ll never have to come back here. For a moment he just looks at her wide-eyed, opening and closing his mouth a couple times. Eventually he clears his throat and puts his glasses back on, sounding genuinely embarrassed when he admits: “You’re right, I’m sorry. It’s just– It’s been a long day. But still, that’s no reason to– I’m sorry.” The anger pent-up in her body starts to dissipate at his tone. He sounds… tired. In a way she recognizes all too well. “It’s been a long day for me, too,” she says. “Maybe we can try again.”  She turns away and takes a couple steps along the bar, then returns with a polite smile on her face to say: “Hello, my name is Eve, I’ll be taking care of you tonight. Can I get you started with something to drink?” He chuckles softly and now that his face is more relaxed, Eve can’t help but think that he is quite handsome, in a manner that feels utterly out of place here. “That depends,” he says. “Are you going to spit in it or poison it?” “You’ve apologized, so neither. But you’re on thin ice.”

tagging: @verbenaa @funniestbitchinfaerun @obsessedwhyyes (word on the street is you have some Bloodweave cooking 👀) @roguishcat @olivedrop if you have anything you'd like to share ✨

[importantgalaxyrunaway]

Between the bars (Coriolanus Snow x reader)

AUTHORS NOTE 📝 : yall im so proud of this one i think its my best one yet would you want a part two bc i would be interested please comment and o worked Really really hard on this one especially a little longer than normal got a little carried away.

WARNINGS: pining, my post concussion writing, suggestive but no lemon, hardcore making out, fluff and slight angst w/ coryo family, tried my best for snow to be in character, were basically Lucy gray

My hands wrapped around the cold metal bars of the monkey house where I was enclosed in. I couldn’t sleep no, not a wink so I decided to watch over my district parter. It was cold at night, they didn’t give us any blankets. It’s barbaric the way they treat us, just because we’re district doesn’t mean we’re not human. And just since most of us are going to our death you’d think that we’d be entitled to a least a little dignity.

you’d think….

Suddenly I hear footsteps and peer out the bars of the monkey cage into the empty zoo. Well…..not empty anymore. There approaching me is the one person who has treated me fairly since coming here. He handles me like I was a true lady of the capital.

Coriolanus snow walked up to the bars where I was.

“hello y/n….I’ve brought you something” he hands me an intricate compact “it was my mothers I thought it would remind you of me in the arena and…….” He pauses and looks around though no one is there “there’s poison in it. I know, but only in self defense in that arena your going to things you’re not proud of”

I nod “I understand” I say knowing I’ll have to use it at some point “it’s beautiful…thank you” I run my fingers over the delicate and fancy design.

he smiles. That smile that stupid smirk. When I first met Coriolanus I had to admit I was struck by how attractive he was. Paired with holding out a rose for me to take from his hand and saying that he would take care of me….well it’s enough to have any girl blushing like a fool. I tried my best to keep it together but I knew some of the blush was showing on my face when he held out the rose. Whenever I look at him I get butterflies in my stomach. Little did I know at the time he felt almost the exact same way about me and my appearance when he first saw me. But it was my spirit at the reaping and going foreward that truly made him fall for her. In fact the was one of the things that prompted him to arrive with the rose at the train station. When I was reaped I didn’t cry or scream or anything but….well I sung. I’ve always been a performer at heart and though my song was very short it showed that they couldn’t break my spirit.

now he leans down and brings his face close to mine. Closer than ever before.

“Coryo, I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again…but I wanted to thank you, you’ve treated me well like an equal and that’s rare. If I die in that arena it won’t be your fault-“

“I’m going you out of there y/n. You’re not just a tribute to me. You’re going to survive”he shocks even himself by saying it. He had never spoken about his feelings to y/n. Not even to Tigris. But with the games tomorrow there was no chance other than now. He was enchanted by her beauty and her charm when they first met, her realness. And though it was hard to admit her survival in that arena now meant much more to him than just getting the plinthe prize. He cared about her. Love was a feeling that was all too foreign to the young Coriolanus snow. He had only ever possibly experimented with a girl or two and that was nothing special just a fling. He was an orphan he never knew love from his parents all he had was Tigris, the grandma’m and now y/n.

I let my fingers slip in between the the bars that separated us and caress the side of his soft cheek. Letting myself give in to the temptation that has plagued me ever since we met. His eyes lock onto mine and me gaze at each other for a while lost in our own thoughts. as I stroke his cheek he leans into my touch so heavily as though he has never felt real love in his life. My other hand goes to cup his other cheek from the side so I’m holding his head in my hands now. He looks up at me and I slide one of my hands down to his neck. He was so clearly touch starved, I could see the desperation and hunger in his eyes.

and we’re both wondering the same thing. is this it? Is this the last time l’ll ever see them?

“Y/n l/n” he breathed like it was a desperate plea.

“coryo…”

and then he leans in close and we are in between the bars. He kisses me at first gently, soft and pure like driven snow. I can smell the roses on him a sweet scent that fills my lungs and takes me away. And we both forget about everything. The arena, the tributes, the fact I might be facing my death tomorrow. Because all I can feel is his lips upon mine. His lips are warm and soft, unlike the cold crisp air around us. We’re almost gasping for air. The kiss turns hot and heavy. More rough as it goes on. Like he was holding back before, now he had given up the fight with control. I gasp as I feel his hand snake around to the back off my head and pulling impossibly closer to him in the kiss. When I gasp he takes advantage of that and and deepens the kiss even further if possible. It was never a fight for dominance he took control. A small groan of pleasure escapes Coriolanus’s lips. I hum in response showing that I’m enjoying it as much as he is. Eventually we break and put our foreheads together.

And there stands Coriolanus snow one of the finest men in the capital, panting uniform messed up, and face as red as a beet. All because of the tribute y/n l/n from district 12. She had more than just affect on him. That was an understatement

not that she was any better…

Our foreheads touching both of us panting for our lives, tomato faced. I gaze once again into those beautiful blue irises that remind me of crystals

“Coryo…I won’t let you down in that arena I’ll survive for us…you’ve given me something to fight for” I breathe out

”and you’ve given me someone to root for. I’ll be waiting for you y/n” he almost whispers the last sentence

[xiefuyu]

Brother, I'm here.

-- Kurokawa Izana x little sister reader

🖤 — Tokyo Revengers

📝 — implication of domestic abuse, hurt/comfort, FLUFF (fawking finally), thinking of murder (its valid i swear), your relationship with everyone is platonic!, not proofread

:a/n — guys, i love the kurokawa siblings /sighs fondly (wc: 2.8k)

— PT. 1 / PT. 2/PT.3/PT.4/PT.5

You woke up to another day where you’re being wrapped by warm arms and blankets. It never fails to put a small smile on you as you register. It's just your brother being clingy again.

When he first took you to his home and you woke up from exhaustion, tears and apologies were thrown to each other as you talked about things that are long overdue. Tears mostly belonging to you and apologies from him.

Despite wanting to prepare food for the both of you, your brother insisted on making meals and was just happy to let you watch because he’s right in the fact that you don’t know anything about Japanese cuisine.

Nevertheless, he made you promise him that you’ll cook him Filipino cuisine in the near future. For now, he’s like an excited kid about to show his parents something as he insisted on cooking homemade meals for you.

Today, you were promised to meet some of his close friends because he wanted you to interact with another being despite his unsurprisingly growing protectiveness over you.

So far, the only people who had the privilege to visit and see you were Kakucho, Mikey and Emma, albeit hesitantly because they didn’t know how you’ll react after what happened, Draken, the gentle almost bald boy, Takemichi and his girlfriend, Hinata.

You were curious about the tall braided man and the man who was in a ponytail and inquired about them to your brother but you saw how he frowned, clearly contemplating something before sighing and telling you that he’ll introduce them to you soon.

“Kuya, kuya.” you call out to his sleeping form, grinning when he grunted. “Kuya.” you call out again and just like any other day, you could hear gears turning in his head as he slowly opens his eyes and looks at you with slightly wide eyes.

It was as if he’s still not believing that you’re real and that he indeed has a blood-related family.

“Good morning! You promised me today that you’ll introduce me to your friends!” you excitedly said, shaking him with your grip on his arm. He sighs, nodding. “I know, Y/N, I know. Good morning to you, too.”

You hop off the bed, stretching, already feeling happy for the day.

Your doorbell rings and before you could even take a step to answer the door, you’re being pulled behind by Izana, him smiling down at you. 

“I’ll take it.”

You know it’s because he doesn’t trust anyone beyond the safe comfort of your house until he knows who it is.

“Oh, Kakucho.” you hear him faintly before standing outside from your bedroom.

“Kuya Kaku, hello.” you softly greeted with a bow. Everyone older than you had grown accustomed to the word Kuya. “Don’t be so formal, Y/N-chan.” he says, his tone just as soft as yours as he reaches for you to ruffle your hair.

But along the action, you flinched, closing your eyes a bit and stepping back, hands coming to protect your head.

Silence surrounded you as your face paled at what you did. It was on instinct, you swear, but that’s not the problem. You just protected yourself from a man who was nothing but nice to you and they will know that about the abuse! You don’t want that!

However, instead of questions, all you got was a soft pat in the head. 

You didn’t miss the look your brother and Kuya Kaku shared, though.

Izana wholeheartedly believed that your hands aren't aware of what violence is. He believed that you're just an innocent girl with her big doe eyes.

But as he watches you interact with the four heavenly kings plus Sanzu, he's hyper aware of your flinches every now and then whenever they make big gestures to accompany their stories.

Something ugly bubbles in him. Something familiar.

Rage.

He doesn't want to think about the reason behind your little actions that you're clearly trying to not act out.

He doesn't want to think about you crying helplessly as you beg the person to stop hurting you.

He doesn't want to think about the times you cried for his help.

But he knows that the truth always finds its way to shine despite being buried where the light doesn't reach. He knows he'll have a conversation with you.

Knows that he'll need to dig up painful memories for you to let it all out.

However, for now, he'll let you enjoy and let you take your time even though he'll surely drop hints for you to take and know that he wants to know everything about your life when he was still not present.

"Kuya Rin, can you tie my hair?" He hears you ask and sees the way Rindou blinks at you in confusion before pointing at himself. "Yes, you." you say, tilting your head.

Rindou looks at Ran who raises an eyebrow at him. "You don't want him to braid your hair instead?" You shake your head and laugh a little when Ran pouts.

"Kuya Ran can braid my hair next time. I want to have a matching hairstyle with Kuya Rin today." 

At that moment, the Haitani brothers shared the same sentiment.

"Should we snatch this little sister from Izana and make her our little sister instead?" (fondly)

But one feeling of Izana's murderous gaze on them was enough to throw the thought away. Not completely off the table, though.

"All right, come here." 

Despite your brother's hesitance, one that you don't understand why, to let you meet the Haitani brothers, he's happy to know that you're enjoying their presence.

Aside from being instantly comfortable with Kakucho, the Haitani brothers' presence was enough to make you feel comfortable, too. Maybe it's because Ran knows how to deal with younger kids but he got close with you rather quickly.

As for Rindou, he was afraid that you'll fear him because he doesn't know how to be expressive but you didn't hesitate calling him Kuya and smiling at him. 

If Ran is kind to you, you were so sure that Rindou will be kind, too, and you were right.

The others were big and looked strong but they all smiled softly at you albeit awkwardly when Izana introduced them. 

However, the masked person, Sanzu, hasn't spoken a word towards you and you think that he's not comfortable around your presence.

You slowly made your way towards Izana and tugs on his arm, interrupting his conversation with Kakucho and Shion.

"What is it? Are you hungry? Tired?" you shook your head with a smile. "Does that person ever talk?" you whispered to him after pointing at Sanzu. "I want to talk to him but he might not be comfortable interacting with others…"

Izana looks at Sanzu who's talking with Mucho and hums. It's not like he doesn't trust Sanzu but the guy only talks to Mucho and he's afraid he'll ignore you and hurt your feelings by doing so.

"Why don't you try talking to him?" he suggests, watching you purse your lips before nodding with a soft okay.

He doesn't get back to talking to Kakucho and Shion, opting to watch you make your way towards the long-haired boy.

"You're Kuya Haru, right?" you softly asked. You watch as Sanzu looks at you, glancing at Mucho for a bit before nodding. "You need something?" he asks, making you smile and you could see the confusion in his furrowed eyebrows.

"I'm sorry, it's just, it's my first time hearing you talk so I'm happy, I guess." you ranted, sitting besides him, eyes practically shining at him.

He gulps. It's been a while since he interacted with someone else lest a girl younger than him. You reminded him of Senju, for some reason.

"Your hair looks so healthy." you absentmindedly said, racking your gaze on his hair. "Thank you? Yours look fine." he says with a nod.

"Hey, Kuya Haru, I'm sorry if I'm being nosy but why do you wear a mask?" the question was whispered as if it's just meant for him to hear. 

Maybe it's because of that fact that he's aware of your efforts for your brother. Maybe it's because he also notices your subtle flinches whenever someone raises their hand.

But Sanzu found himself a little comfortable around you. Maybe he could let loose and trust you despite knowing your existence just days ago.

"I have scars." he says, the word 'ugly' wanting to bubble its way out of his mouth to accompany the word 'scars' but he stops them, popping said bubbles. He doesn't need you to know about his insecurities.

"Oh." he hears you say while nodding. "I have scars, too." you whisper to him and he knows that it's just a secret between you and him.

For now.

"Can I see them?" you gesture towards his face, smiling softly even though you're biting the inside of your cheek, afraid that you're stepping over a line.

However, Sanzu hooks his fingers on his mask and pulls it down for you to see.

You stare at two diamonds staring back at you that you didn't notice seconds had passed and your silence made Sanzu fidgety, opting to put his mask back on which pulled you out of your trance.

"I'm-I'm sorry for staring and I know this might sound insensitive or-or something along the line but they're so…mesmerising. You look so cool with them, Kuya." 

Your voice was laced with genuine admiration that Sanzu doesn't know what to do with it. "Aren't they…scary?" he asked after a few seconds of silence. You blinked rapidly at him, frowning.

"In what way? They're diamonds! They're treasures! Treasures aren't scary." you pout, "they're beautiful." you added, seemingly so full of positive things at how your perspective of things is different from his.

Your brother who's observing you smiles at your pout, thinking about how you're still just a child. With a sigh, he gets back to his conversation with the others and lets you be.

Meanwhile, your words echo in Sanzu's mind. 

"They're treasures. They're beautiful."

Never in his life did he think that way about his scars but your child-like innocence and your view about things was enough to calm his fear.

Why was he even feeling fear at the thought of you finding his scars ugly? At the thought of you being scared of him after seeing them?

Maybe it's because he, too, is longing for familial love. For acceptance from someone blood-related. And despite you not being one, you managed to give him what he was longing for.

Izana is lucky, he thinks. He has a little sister who did her everything just to meet him. A little sister so full of love despite the things that happened to her these past days.

While he had siblings; an older brother and a little sister who blamed him for every mistake and who was the cause of mistakes, respectively.

"Y/N, we're going." you hear your brother say and you nod, standing up from where you are beside Sanzu. "Thank you for showing your diamonds, Kuya Haru!" you say, waving goodbye at him.

Underneath the mask, he smiles, the phantom pain of his scars dulling.

"Kuya, do you know any job around here that accepts kids my age?" you questioned. You and your Kuya are currently walking through the streets with you clinging on to his arm.

"I don't and even if I do, why would I tell you?"

"Kuya, I just want to work."

"How funny." that made you pout, punching him with your free hand. "I'm serious!" you protest.

"You don't have to work, Y/N. What made you think I'll let you? Enrol in school instead." you contemplate his suggestion with how serious he sounded.

"You know what, I'll enrol you whether you like it or not." 

"Hey! I'm still thinking! And besides, I can work instead to help wi-"

"None of that." When you look down, he sighs silently and stops walking, turning his body to you as much as he can because of you clinging to his arm.

"Y/N, I am aware that you got used to working and that you want to help with finances but let me tell you that I am more than capable enough to handle it. You don't have to sacrifice your youth for the both of us, yeah?" he softly says.

"And let you sacrifice yours, instead?" you pettily asked back. He just chuckles at your tone.

"What are you talking about? If my youth meant looking after you then it's not a sacrifice. I'm your brother, your Kuya, Y/N, don't forget that."

You're not sure when you started to cry but you just became aware of it when your brother chuckles and wipes your cheeks. "Well, aren't you a crybaby?" he teases.

"Shut up, Kuya." you whine, pushing him away despite you still clinging to his arm. He just hums, smiling. He knows he won when you sigh and he felt more victorious compared to when he and his gang won a battle.

You’re not sure how it came to this. All you know is that things escalated quickly and now you’re sitting in front of your brother who’s holding your hands, calming you down with his soft tone and shushes. 

With apologies that’s not supposed to come out from his mouth because he did nothing wrong.

Again, it was just instinct.

The both of you were at the kitchen earlier, helping each other to cook. You briefly remember his instructions to get something from the fridge but for some reason, your hand decided to be clumsy and drop whatever you were holding. 

Fear immediately made its way to you as you looked at your brother with pure horror in your eyes, his image becoming that of your mother, your memories playing with you. The next thing you know, you’re sitting on the ground, crying and shaking your head, apologies nonstop coming out of your mouth as you slink away from Izana.

His voice went static in your brain as you closed your eyes when he walked closely without hesitation and all of the sudden, you’re getting lifted up for a few seconds before you feel the soft mattress underneath you. Your trembling hands are now being cradled by rough yet soft ones.

“Shh, it’s okay, you’re okay, bubs.” you hear him saying, thumb caressing the back of your hands. “Breathe with me, please. You’re doing great.” your breath stutters as you try to breathe with him but his encouragement did its wonders to help you calm down.

With your vision now clear, you realise it’s not your stepmother in front of you but your brother who’s looking at you with worry and love.

Without hesitation, you lunged yourself at him, hugging him tightly as you sob in his chest quietly. He lets you wet his clothes with your tears and snot, reassurance falling from his lips like waterfalls; nonstop.

After a while, you stop and comfortable silence drapes its own on the both of you. “Take your time. We can talk about it like this.” you knew it’s him softly demanding you to tell him about everything. Days have passed with you flinching now and then and he’s nothing but patient with you. 

With a shaky breath, you start your story.

Izana sat there with you in his arms, closing his eyes now and then to calm himself from the rage bubbling in him. He wants to go to the Philippines and commit another murder but he has you now and he doesn’t want you to be alone once again.

When you finish, he squeezes you and kisses the crown of your head. “You did so great holding on. Thank you for holding on. As selfish as it sounds, I’m happy you endured all of that and looked for me.” he sounded like he’s about to cry but you didn’t look at him to confirm.

“Kuya became my purpose and reason for living after I heard that you exist…” you confess. He was rendered speechless. While he was busy planning to take away someone’s purpose and reason, someone’s sanity and light, you were out there making him your raison d'etre.

Indeed, he’s too lucky and never in his life did he felt so grateful to the world for giving him this life other than this moment.

He knows you still have a long way to get over your traumas but he promises that he’ll be there along the way, holding you tight against the safety of his arms. 

He had been a big brother to people who were not his real siblings. But right now, he’s a big brother once again. This time, to a blood-related sister.

More importantly, he’s your big brother.

He could never ask for more.

The door to his apartment opens, causing Izana to whip his head in its direction. A smile made its way to his lips, ignoring his friends' greeting to you as he looked at you fondly. You were smiling widely back at him with all your glory, your school uniform adoring you as he waits patiently for the phrase he’s always looking forward to hear,

“Kuya, I’m here!”

A/N: I ain't putting "the end" because i'm sure i'll still add headcanons for this but at the same time, this is kinda the "ending" of this series! thank you so much for reading :'>

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[coastbycoast101]

Everybody knows that I'm a good girl, officer

No, I wouldn't do a thing like that, that's for sure

Cw:Officer nanami, Pet names like "princess, good girl, baby" sloppy blowjob. Nanami cupping her breasts. A very creamy creampie ;)!!.Reader getting her back blowed 🫣🤭Nanami being so coquette 🎀🎀 FEM reader

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Authors note 📝: I would recommend listening to Playing Dangerous — Lana Del Rey while reading to this <3

Word count: 864

Nanami loves his job.

Suddenly your car got pulled over, the time was 10:46 PM.

As you waited, you heard a knock on your window. You rolled it down looking up seeing a 6 foot tall man. Damn he was fine.

Her eyes lingered over to his slender veiny hands. She noticed he has a ring on his finger, and that he had a notepad in front of him signaling he was writing her a ticket!

"Hello ma'am, you were going 50 over the speed limit, did you notice that by any chance?"

"No, m' sorry officer I didn't notice.. is there anything I can do? I don't want a ticket..

"Well, I can't just let you go without a ticket but there might be something we can negotiate," he said with a smirk. He leaned in closer to her window.

she kneeled down, her knees rubbing against the concrete highway road. She wrapped her hands around his cock, hesitating.. she then gave a kitten lick to his slit making him let out a deep groan.

"Just like that..," he groaned. "Take it all the way in, use your tongue too... Fuck"

she opened wide and took his entire length into her warm mouth, gagging slightly but not stopping. Her tongue swirled around his head, massaging it gently before moving downwards towards his base. She heard him moan softly in pleasure, feeling confident by the way he sounded.

"Good girl, suck harder," he panted.

She gagged as she deep throated his cock, taking him all in like she promised as he leaned over her. She reached one of her hands to her wet panties, rubbing her clit through the fabric.

"That's a good girl," he praised, thrusting his hips forward into her mouth making her whimper. he moved his left hand to cup her right breast, squeezing it firmly while massaging her nipple between his thumb and index finger.

She arched her back slightly, moaning as her orgasm built up in anticipation as she fingered herself. Watching her pleasure herself, he could feel himself getting closer to cumming already.

He knew this was wrong, but the thrill of being caught made blood go to his cock.

"Do you like being my little whore? Do you want more?" he asked harshly yet there was a hint of desire in his voice.

she nodded her head quickly, eager too see what he would do to her. She thought of awfully lewd stuff making her clit throb.

"Good girl," he praised, his voice thick with desire. "Now, take off your top and show me those tits of yours."

Reluctantly, she complied, unfastening her bra and throwing it aside as she stood up.

"That's better," he praised, reaching over to cup one of her breasts in his hand. He squeezed it roughly, eliciting a gasp from her before moving onto the other breast.

"Turn around now, face away from me." He ordered her in a deep sulky voice that sure made lots of women besides her panties drop.

she turned her face away from him as she leaned on the car. His hand stroked his cock before rubbing his tip up and down her folds making squelching noises. She reached her hand down to discard her lacy panties making it easier for him to slide in.

"Now, spread those legs apart for me princess," he commanded.

With shaking hands, she complied, giving him a clear view of her wet and swollen pussy. He positioned himself at her entrance before slowly pushing inside her tight hole, groaning as he felt how hot and ready she was.

"Oh fuck, you're so tight," he praised, his hips starting to roll faster. Each powerful thrust brought moans of pleasure from both of them. In response, she reached in front of her and grabbed onto the car door handle tightly, arching her back into his rhythm.

"feels so good nami"she whimpered as her ass clapped against his pelvis. A red tint displayed across his face as he eyes the way his cock slid into her pussy.

"Tell me you want it," he growled, pounding into her mercilessly. "I... I need it," she panted, her voice trembling with desire. "Please, don't stop."

He picked up the pace even faster, his balls slapping against her ass in sync as he felt them tighten with each thrust. Sweat trickled down their bodies, mixing together as they lost themselves in their animalistic lust.

"Cum for me, baby," he groaned, his orgasm building rapidly. "Cum hard fer' me"

"nami... m' cummin, oh my god" she whimpered as her cunt made more squelching noises. Her pussy clenched around him as a creamy substance began to form at the base of his cock.

"That's it, cum for me," he groaned, feeling her walls tightening around his cock. With one final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, holding her there as he emptied himself into her.

"Ahhh— fuck yessss," he moaned, his hips bucking wildly. "So fuckin good.."

After several long moments of their shared ecstasy, they finally came down from their high. Breathing heavily, he pulled out of her, leaving a trail of their combined juices on her thighs.

"Now then, I think we can forget about that ticket today," he said, zipping up his pants and re-fastening his belt. 

She nodded her head as they both dressed themselves back appropriately. She opened her car door sitting down. Nanami then wrote on the notepad his number.

"thank you officer" she said in a innocent voice. She looked up at him before driving off.

Nanami knew you weren't speeding in the first place.

Nanami as a police officer is so hot like :3

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Gucci King

Pairing- Tae x Named Reader

Word count- 4.2k

Includes- Semi public sex, brief blow job, table sex, missionary, oral, pussy eating, fingering, cum eating, cock riding, multiple orgasms, fluff

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J POV

"Joanne”

I turn around from the table of clothes in folding to see my supervisor walk towards me

“Yeah?”

“He’s coming again. He just called. In an hour. He requested you again, so you have to stay ok?”

I know who he’s talking about

Kim, Taehyung from BTS

It’s no secret that Taehyung loves Gucci

And I happen to work at the biggest Gucci store in Seoul

Since he’s famous, he can’t really go out in public much

So when he or any of the other guys want to shop here, they come after closing

Or we close the store for them, which is what’s happening today

“Oh ok”, I answer

“Show him all the new items we got in the back. Get him whatever he wants. You know what to do.”

I nod

Taehyung comes once or twice a month every month this past year I’ve been working here

And he always requests me to help him

Just me

And all the employees and managers leave when he comes

They don’t want to crowd him

So it’s just me and him in the store

Alone

I’m not dumb I know how hot he is

But his personality is what made me fall in love with him

He’s sweet, caring, thoughtful, funny and unique

His smile kills me

He talks to me while I show him the clothes and accessories

He stays for a long time every time he comes

I always wonder why he picked me to help him

I was here one day last year, working until closing

I was told that a celebrity was coming after closing and when he came I had to leave

The manager handled all the celebrities who came in

When he came, I was in the back, pulling out clothes to be displayed the next day

My manager walked in with the guy

“Joanne, you can go home now”

“Ok.”, I turn and my voice caught in my throat

Kim, Taehyung or V from BTS was standing next to him

‘Don’t look shocked. Be professional’ , I thought to myself

I smiled at him, “Hello. I hope you have a good time shopping here.”

He was staring at me, wide eyed

Why, I’ll never know

There’s nothing special about me

At all

I looked at my manager, “I’ll see you tomorrow”

I looked back at V and said, “Goodnight”

He just stared

I smiled again and high tailed it out of there

Outside I was calm but inside I was dying

Taehyung was there, staring at me

Hopefully I didn’t come off as too much of a fool.

Apparently I didn’t because the next day my manager told me that Taehyung requested me to help him next time he came in

So I’ve been here every time he comes

I always get so excited when he comes

I love spending time with him, even though I’m working

I just want to kiss him and tell him how I feel

That I love him

But I never will

First because I’ll get fired and I need this job badly because I have a 14 month old baby to take of

She’s my everything and I need this job to provide for her

I’m all she has

Her father left as soon as I told him I was pregnant

Haven’t heard from him since

Second because it’s fucking Kim, Taehyung, why in the world would he want to be with me out of everyone in the world?

A nothing special 24 year old with a baby?

He wouldn’t

I’m not delusional

And I’d die of embarrassment from the eventual rejection

So I keep my mouth shut and just be happy I can even talk to him without body guards

Tae comes in an hour later

I’m still fixing those damn displays

“Hey Jo”

I yelp as I turn to him

“Oh Tae, I mean Mr. Kim, I didn’t see you come in.”

He laughs, “It’s ok Jo, your manager let me in and left. No one else is here.”

“Thank god”

I breathe a sigh of relief

If my manager heard me call him Tae I’d get yelled at

The first time I spoke to Tae, I called him Mr. Kim

He said I didn’t have to call him that, so instead I said “V”

He didn’t like that either

“So what do you want me to call you?” I asked

“Tae”

“What? I can’t call you that”

“Why not?”

“Because my manager will kill me. And you’re famous and you don’t know me…”

“It’s ok. I want you to call me Tae. In front of your manager you can call me Mr. Kim so you don’t get in trouble but when were alone, call me Tae.”

“Uh..ok…I guess that’s ok”, I relented, “You can call me Jo for short. If you want. Joanne is fine too.”

God I’m so awkward

“Alright”, he smiled

Fuck, his smile

It’s gorgeous

“Thanks.”

Ever since then he calls me Jo and I call him Tae

“So what did you come to get this time Tae? Another shirt? Belt? Shoes?”, I ask

“You”

My head snaps up to him

I totally didn’t hear that correctly

He didn’t say “you”

Right?

No way

I’m just hearing things

“Uh, what did you say?”, I ask

“You. I came for you”

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Tae POV

She's staring at me like a deer in headlights

“Mmm….me? What are you talking about?”

I had a thing for this girl the first time I saw her

She’s fucking beautiful with her big eyes, long hair, gorgeous smile and body to die for

First it was just lust

I just wanted to fuck her

But when I got to know her, I fell for her

Hard

She’s all I fucking think about

I don’t even want to buy anything when I come here but I do just so I can see her

After seeing her last time, I can’t do it anymore

I want her to be mine

I love her

So I came to get her

And have fun too

“You, Joanne. I want you. That’s why I’m here. That’s why I keep coming here. For you”

“I….I…”, she stutters

I quickly close the distance between us and kiss her soft lips

Fuck, it’s everything I wanted and more

I pull her against me and her arms go to my neck, holding me to her

The kiss gets more heated and I’m so fucking happy right now

I pick her up and put her on the table next to me so she’s eye level with me

I attach my lips back to hers and she lets me slip my tongue in her mouth

Her tongue brushes mine and fire shoots through me

I drag my lips down, kissing her neck. She moans a little and I’m so turned on

I want her

I’ve been waiting for this for a long time

I whisper in her ear, “Baby, I want you. Now”

“Tae…I don’t…I don’t know..”, she gasps from the kisses I’m giving her, “Please. You don’t know how much I’ve dreamed about this.”

“Y….you have?”, she asks

“Yes. I want to be with you so badly, make you scream my name and moan. I want to make you cum over and over again. I’ve been waiting so long to do it. Please. Is that something you want?”

I hope to god it is

I’ve imagined making her cum so many times and I want to do it already

“Yes Tae, I want that. I want you.”

I kiss her lips again and pull her off the table

For now

I take her shirt off, kiss down her body until I get to her pants which I pull down quickly, along with her panties

Then I kiss back up her body and take her bra off

She rips my shirt off my head and undoes my belt, dropping my pants down to my ankles

Just as she reaches for my boxers, I hold her hands and say, “Wait”

She looks up at me confused

I just smile and say, “I want to see you first. Cuz once you take these off of me I won’t be able to control myself”

She bites her lip and nods

I move back and take her in

She is so hot

I never thought she’d look like this with the clothes she wears to work

Clothes that cover everything

The huge breasts

The tattoos she has on her hips, her sides, her ribs, her collarbone, the front of her thighs

She has one arm covered in a sleeve tattoo

She has a belly piercing and what I think is two hip piercings

God I just want to lick her body everywhere

“Jesus Jo, I didn’t know you were so fucking sexy”, I say, touching her tattoos and hip piercings

She shivers at my touch

“Please Tae, I’m nothing compared to you and your beautiful body”, she says as she starts touching me

She reaches down again and pulls my boxers off

She looks down and her eyes widen, "Fuck Tae, that’s huge!”

It is?

I mean I don’t know

I don’t go around looking at other guys to compare to

I feel her touch me and I jump, surprised

“It’s ok baby”, she says

My heart burst in joy when she calls me baby

Fuck, I love it

She wraps her hand around me and starts moving it up and down

I moan from the pleasure and close my eyes

I haven’t had sex or had anyone touch me in the year since I’ve known her

I couldn’t, all I wanted was her

No one else compares

She doesn’t know it but she ruined all other girls for me

It’s just her

I’m so into what she’s doing that I jump when I feel her mouth on me

My eyes fly open and I look down

She’s sucking my cock

And she’s amazing at it

All of me is in her mouth

But she’s not gagging

Christ

She’s moving her head back and forth, sucking and licking at the same time

I didn’t even feel her go down on her knees

I move her hair and hold it in a ponytail

“Jesus baby, your mouth feels incredible”, I moan

I see her smile as she continues

I’m so close but I can’t cum now

I want to make her cum over and over like I always wanted to

And I can’t do that if I’m not hard

I gently push her head away

She looks up at me, questioning me with her eyes

“Stand up”, I say and she does

I pick her up, put her on the table and open her legs wide

I don’t waste anytime, I need her now

I push inside and she shouts

Christ, she’s so tight and so soaked

I made her that way

“Jesus Jo, you fit around me so fucking well. Like you were made for me”

She feels incredible

Better than I could ever imagine

Once I’m all the way in, I pull almost all the way out then slam back in

“Tae!”, she moans

I pull her closer to the edge of the table and start to mercilessly pound into her I kiss her while I move- her lips, her neck, her chest

“Baby you feel so good. So fucking tight”

She just moans

Then I suck on her nipple and she goes crazy, thrusting her hips to me as I slam inside

My cock hits a spot inside her and she screams, clutching my arms tightly

“There Tae, Fuck me, don’t stop”

I found her spot and I slam into her in there over and over, with her screaming louder after every thrust

“You like it there baby girl? There?”, I tease

“Fuck Tae yes!”, she moans, “Call me that again Tae. I love it”

“Baby girl?”

She nods, “More Tae, more”

“Anything for you baby girl”

The next time I thrust in that spot, her body shakes and she screams my name when she orgasms, “Taehyung! Yes baby! Oh god!”

Feeling her cum is the best feeling in the world

She's clenching my cock so tightly and it feels amazing when I push in

But the best is her reaction

How tightly she holds on my body, her face in my neck screaming my name and her shaking

I keep pumping in her and still hitting that same spot over and over

“Tae, fuck Tae”, she yells moving away from my neck, “Tae, if you keep….ggg…going…I’m..ggg…gonna..”

“Yes baby. I want you to cum again. I love the way you feel. I want to watching you. You’re fucking stunning when you cum.”

“God Tae, you’re fucking amazing”

I smile and kiss her, still thrusting

“Tae, Tae”, she moans

I feel her getting ready

“Jo, baby girl, cum baby. Cum on my cock again. I love when you do.”

“Taehyung, Taehyung, oh Taehyung”, she screams as her orgasm goes through her

Fuck, fuck

She feels so good

“Again”, I yell, thrusting hard hitting that place again ruthlessly, her pussy spasming hard around my cock

“Tae! Tae, if you keep…”

“Slamming the spot, you’ll keep coming?”

She nods

“Good. I’m not stopping”

“Tae!”, she moans

“I told you I want to make you cum again and again. That’s what I’m going to do”

“Fuck”, she cries

It’s fucking amazing

I thrust into her a few times and she cums within seconds, every time

I get her to orgasm three more times this way

“Tae. I can’t....I”, she cries

“Yes you can. Please again baby girl. Again”, I beg

Another slam and she screams, coming again, her back arching and I have to hold her up

“Yes baby girl. Fuck yes. You’re so beautiful”

I pull out when she stops shaking and lay her down on the table

I’m not done with her yet

Not for awhile

I kiss down her body

When I get to her hip piercings, I lick them

“Mnmmm”, she moans softly

I bite on one and pull a little

“Tae”, she whimpers

Now it’s my turn to get on my knees When I kneel, her pussy is right by my mouth

Right where I want to be

I open her legs

Damn

She’s wet again

And she has a piercing there

In her clit

“Fuck, did that hurt?”, I ask

“Huh?”, she asks

“The ring you have here”

“Oh no. I forgot about it. I lost a bet and had to do it. I never took it out”

Interesting

I can’t wait to play with it

I lick up her pussy and she jerks

“Tae, what?”

“I wanna play baby girl. Let me”

She moans nodding

I just smile and lick her again

“Fuck”, she groans

I move my tongue rapidly and she whimpers softly

Finally I lick her clit and she shouts

I close my mouth on it and suck making her shake

I play with her piercing, licking around and on it but when I bite and tug it, is when she screams and her hips fly up pushing her into my mouth more

She puts her hand in my hair and pulls

I groan in her when she does that

It feels good

While I pull at her piercing, I slide two fingers in her and she jumps again

I start pumping my fingers while I fuck her clit with my mouth

“Fuck, Tae how are you fucking good at everything? Your tongue, your hands, your fingers, your cock. You’re amazing with everything”

Her words make me happy and really boost my confidence

After a minute, she pulls my hair hard as she cums

I pull my fingers out and keep licking her

I taste some of her and I’m blown away by how incredible she is

I keep going moving to her clit again and back down to the rest of her pussy

“Baby girl”, I call her between licks

“Hmmmm?”

“I want you to cum on my tongue ok?”

“Shit Tae”

“Please? Can you do that for me?”

“Yes baby. Anything you want”, she answers

“Good girl”

My tongue slips inside her and she cries out

“Fuck, it feels so good baby”

I move my tongue and she yells, shaking and coming all over my tongue

Fuck, she’s so good

I can’t get enough of her

I lick her inside again and she orgasms again

“Mmmm”, I moan, loving her taste and swallowing her cum

I pull away letting her lay on the table for a minute, breathing heavily, while I sit on a chair, breathing heavy too

She sits up and she looks at me then gets off the table and comes closer

“You want something Tae?”

I nod

She smirks, “What do you want?”

“You”

“You want me to do what?”, she laughs, “Tell me what you want baby. I’ll do anything you want”

She so hot

So I tell her what I want

“I want you to ride me and fuck me hard baby girl.”

She instantly climbs on my lap and slides down my cock until I’m all in

Then she moves, going up and slamming down on me

“Fuck”, I moan and grab her hips

“Baby”, she moans in my ear, “You feel so fucking good. You’re so hard. I love you in me”

Jesus she says all the right things to get me off

“I want you in me all the time”

“Fuck Jo. I don’t ever want to leave either”

She kisses my neck and pulls my hair while squeezing my cock while she moves

“Jo, god, baby girl”, I yell

“Cum Tae. You let me cum so many times. I want you to now”

I tighten my grip on her hips and I take over, slamming her on me, just listening to her screams

I love making her scream

I’m getting closer, just a few more slams and I’m gonna cum

“Taehyung!”, she screams as she explodes again

Feeling her cum makes me orgasm too

“Joanne! Baby fuck!”, I shout, coming inside her.

Oh god it feels so fucking good

“Tae, Tae, Taehyung”, she screams and I’m shocked when she cums again

“Tae” she whispers, laying her head on my shoulder

I wrap my arms around her, holding her close

I reach up and run my fingers in her hair

I have to tell her how I feel

Right now

I don’t want her to think I just wanted sex from her

I want so much more

“Joanne”, I call

“Yea Tae?”, she answers

“I love you”

She lifts her head and looks at me

“What?”

“I love you. This wasn’t just about sex Jo. I’ve fallen in love with you and I want to be with you”, I say looking down

Waiting for the rejection

Why would she want to be with an idol, whose always busy, who goes on tours for months at a time?

But I want her to know that I’ll make time for her, that she doesn’t have to worry, she’ll be my number one always.

“I love you too Tae”, she says

I lift my head so fast to look at her

She’s smiling at me

She reaches up and cups my face

“I fell in love with you too, all these months you’ve been coming here. I get so excited to just see you and talk to you”

My body fills with joy

She loves me too

“We can be together?”, I ask excitedly

My heart drops when she says, “I don’t know Tae.”

“Why Jo? Is it because I’m an idol? Because I promise you’ll be my number one starting right now. I promise I will spend time with you. I’ll take you to photo shoots, music video sets and when I go on tour. Please Joanne. I don’t want anyone else but you. You’re the only girl I think about, the only one I can even look at.”

“Tae…it’s not about you being an idol. I believe that you’ll spend time with me. That’s not an issue.”, she says

“Then what is it baby? What’s wrong?”

“Tae. There’s something you don’t know. Something that no guy, idol or not, doesn’t want to deal with”

No way

There’s nothing that will make me not want to be with her

I’ll do whatever I have to to call her mine

“What is it Jo? Nothing you say will make me not want to be with you. So just tell me so I can tell you it’s not an issue”, I smile at her

“I uh…I have a daughter”

That’s it?

That’s what she thinks will make me run away?

No way

“She’s uh, a year and two months. Her father left when he found out I was pregnant. I don’t have any family here. My mom brought me here when I was little. But she died a few years ago. So I’m on my own with my baby. She’s at daycare now. ”, she explains, “It’s just not something anyone wants to deal with. I get it. She’s not theirs and I don’t expect anyone but me to take care of her. But once a guy hears "baby", they run. You’re an idol Tae. You’re young. You shouldn’t have to be with a girl who has a baby and can’t put you first. And your ARMYS will be so upset. It’s just a bad deal for you all around.”

She’s looking down

I lift her head and brush hair from her face

“Joanne, I don’t care that you have a baby. I love kids. I can’t wait to be a dad and have kids. Family is most important to me. I’m not running away because you have a baby. It doesn’t scare me. I don’t care that I’m an idol, I don’t care if ARMYS are mad. I love them but I’m not letting them tell me who to love or be with. And I love you. I want you. I can help you with your baby. I can be dad if you’ll let me. I just want you”

She's shocked but she’s smiling too

“Will you be with me baby?”, I ask her again

She nods, “Yeah Tae. Yes. I want that so much”

I pull her to me and kiss her

I finally have her

When we pull away I ask her, “So what’s my baby’s name?”

She starts tearing up, “Tae are you sure?”

“Baby, I’m positive. I know I’ll love her when I meet her. I love her mom and I know she’s going to be just as awesome. And I promise I can be dad, ok?”

I love kids

Kids have always been part of a future I want

And I want a lot of them

Her having a baby doesn’t scared me one bit and I’m actually excited to be a dad to her baby

I don’t know how but I know she's my one and I’m never letting her go

And that includes her baby

She nods tears running down her face, “Yes Tae. If you really want to”

“I do. What’s her name?”

“Emery”

“That’s a beautiful name.”

“Thank you”

“Maybe we should get dressed baby?”

She giggles and it’s the cutest sound in the world

She climbs off me and starts putting her clothes on

I follow and do the same

Once we’re dressed, I tell her, “I still have to buy something so your manager doesn’t get suspicious.”

“Oh ok”, she says

I go to the woman’s section this time and I grab some clothes for her

A few shirts and jeans

I hope they fit her

“Here”, I give them to her

“Uh Tae. These are girl clothes”, she points out

“I know. They’re for you.”

“What? Tae no, I don’t need clothes.”

“Yes you do. I’m the Gucci king and you need Gucci clothes to be my Gucci queen”, I joke

She looks at me and bursts out laughing

“Ok, but I can buy them myself", she giggles

“No you’re not. I want to buy them for you.”

“Tae, I’m not gonna let you start buying me things ok? I can buy my own stuff. I’m not with you for your money”, she argues

“I know that. But I want to do this for you now. Please just let me.”

“Fine but just this. No more”, she gives in

“Yeah yeah, ok”, I say

“Tae!”

“Ok baby. Ok”

I pay for the clothes, then ask her what she’s doing now.

“I have to get Emery now.”

“Oh good. I’ll come with you”

She stares at me in disbelief, "You want to come?”

“Yeah Jo. I wanna see her. I’m going to be around her all the time. I’m sure she’s beautiful like her mom.”

She blushes, “Ok Tae”

She locks the store and I grab her hand

“Tae, uh there are people around. Shouldn’t we keep it a secret?”, she asks

“No Jo. I don’t care. You’re mine and I’m proud that you are.”

She smiles, “I love you Tae.”

I lean down and kiss her

“I love you Joanne”

We leave, walking with our hands intertwined

[yuurei20]

Can you tell me about the teleportation magic? Does it need a potion, a huge magic reservoir? Are there any back lashes to it? Can anyone use it or there are conditions?

Hello hello! Thank you for this question! 🐊

Long post! Points below touch upon: ・What teleportation is in Twst ・Teleportation and limitations/pain ・Muti-person teleportation ・Telemancers ・Raverne

We might learn the most about teleportation magic in Twst from Baul:

He explains, "Teleportation magic works by converting the body--and mind, by extension--to aether, then reconstituting them at the destination. Such a process puts considerable strain on the sick and wounded."

This is why they were unable to teleport from the Citadel to Maleanor, as Lilia was too injured at the time to survive it.

There seems to be more risk to long-range teleportation than there is to short range, with even the injured Lilia managing teleportation from the outside of Maleanor's castle to the inside.

On EN Lilia says "Teleportation magic definitely hurts more when you're wounded" and I originally wrote so much about how interesting his use of "hurts more" is, implying that teleportation magic always causes some degree of pain that is exasperated when you are already hurt, but this is not true:

In the original game he simply says that teleportation magic hurts when you're wounded, not "hurts more," so it seems that it is usually a painless experience 📝

In addition to the backlash of using it when sick or wounded it seems that it is a dangerous option to take with things like unborn children, with Lilia's group having to physically walk from Maleanor's castle to Maleficia's due to teleportation putting egg-Malleus at too much risk.

At the time there was a bounty on the egg and they had to travel through territory flooded with enemies trying their best to kill them, and they still chose to struggle through rain and mountains while fighting for their lives at every turn as the safer option when compared to teleportation 📝

And another thing that came out of Book 7 was the teleporting of Sebek, Silver, Grim and the prefect!

So it seems that it might be possible to teleport mages that cannot teleport for themselves and even magicless people, although this was inside a dream where the rules of reality are not always followed very strictly.

It would maybe be best to wait until there is an in-game non-dream example of this happening, just to be safe, before calling it canonically possible!

While we do see Malleus instantly transport Silver in the real world, Malleus' limitations (or lack thereof) do not really apply to the average fae/mage, and this might not have been normal teleportation.

All the teleportation we have seen before/after this scene has included sparkling sounds and effects as is usually shown to represent the use of magic, but Malleus taking Silver with him to Diasomnia did not: it involved the green flames that seem to be unique to Malleus, and may have been a form of instantaneous transportation that only he can do rather than teleportation as we know it 📝

(Not guaranteed--it may have just been a more dramatic example of normal teleportation--nothing confirmed yet that I know of!)

The usual sparkling and sound effects are present for Malleus' transportation of the six other Housewardens to Diasomnia, including Idia in tablet form, implying that the magic did not interfere with their electronics.

And this may have been an example of "normal" teleportation? Except that Malleus says that he used it to link Diasomnia to the Mirror Chamber, so it was not focused so much on any particular individuals than it was two specific places, like a portal 📝

Is that normal for teleportation? Is it unique to Malleus? Curious~

It is also possible that Lilia/Baul themselves did not teleport the group in Book 7, but they were actually all teleported together via a third party: Telemancers.

After learning about the siege on Castle Wildrose Lilia calls for telemancers, with Baul ordering them to send everyone back except himself and those soldiers who were no longer standing.

And this asks so many questions:

・Do telemancers have to be fae? ・Does the existence of telemancers essentially prove that not all fae can teleport? Or is it just dangerous for multiple people to teleport to one location simultaneously, so telemancers are used in war so that soldiers do not get picked off by enemies in order of appearance? ・Can telemancers teleport themselves, or only others? ・If telemancers were who transported Lilia's group to Castle Wildrose, does that mean that teleporting others is something that most mages and/or fae cannot do? Is Malleus a special case? Would Lilia have been capable of doing so if he hadn't been injured at the time? ・Do telemancers do what Malleus did with the teleportation spell and connect two locations rather than focusing on who specifically is being transported, or are they only sending select individuals?

And the telemancer-teleportation from the Citadel is proven to be successful, which asks: why didn't they teleport to the Citadel in the first place?

There is the issue of mages disappearing when they tried to magically relocate to the Citadel before, but it seems that Raverne wasn't using teleportation when he disappeared--he was using flight magic!

If the problem with teleporting to the Citadel wasn't that people kept disappearing, then why didn't they--unless maybe teleportation does not work if it isn't to somewhere you have already been to before?

This hasn't been stated outright in the game (that I have been able to find), but it is another potential limitation to teleportation :>

I am not sure about the conditions of teleportation, if it is something that non-fae magic users are capable of at all, or if maybe it is limited to only exceptionally strong fae?

Sebek has a line where it sounds like he is impressed by Lilia's ability to teleport--are Malleus and Lilia the only fae he knows of who are capable of doing so? But this is all conjecture at this time :>

In Summary: ・I have not been able to find any reference to potions that make it possible to teleport ・There are backlashes to teleportation for the wounded, and it is considered too dangerous for the sick and unborn. ・As of this post I believe Malleus, Lilia and telemancers are maybe the only people we have seen capable of teleportation magic? This does not mean that they are definitively the only people in the universe capable of doing so, but if there is anyone else who can do it then they are keeping it to themselves 👀