#you were nice to me so I made you something :] i poked around your blog a bit and saw you like minecraft so!! :3

[lgbt-aesthetics]

Genderqueer + Minecraft Aesthetic

~for @turtwig387~

[everyonewooeverywhere]

X-RATED X-MAS DAY 9: JUST THE TIP W/ HONGJOONG

christmas masterlist 🖤

pairing: bf!hongjoong x afab!reader

rating: 18+

content/warnings: unprotected sex, begging, hj is a weak man 😔

notes: this one just came out of me tbh

NSFW 18+ | MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED

The two of you were no stranger to sex first thing in the morning. Something about the close proximity and the way your brains were still foggy from sleep made it so intimate and special.

You loved it because he was so gentle with you. And he took his time caressing your cheeks and kissing you so softly.

And he particularly loved it because you were usually extra vocal in the morning. Your brain’s haziness ridding you of any shame at how loud you could really get. And fuck the way you wrapped your arms around his neck and whimpered, “Joong…” into his lips was enough to make him want to stay inside you forever.

Issues tended to arise out of the early morning rendezvous. Like how you went through the last of your condoms last night. Evident by the empty box Hongjoong pulled out of his night stand.

He always reassured you, though, pecking your forehead and slipping his hand into your shorts, “It’s okay, baby. We can do things this way.” His fingers slowly rubbing circles on your clit, sliding through your folds to wet them.

But you were never satisfied. “Please, Joong,” you arched your back, groping your tits through your sleep shirt, “Just this once~”

“Baby…” he scolded. Pulling his fingers out and gripping your hips. Eyes shamelessly focused on the way your nipples poked through the thin white fabric covering them.

You stuck your bottom lip out at him, reaching a hand down to the bulge in his sweatpants, “Please…”

And it was pointless fighting back. The way you looked at him. The way you responded to his touch. He couldn’t leave you like this. Not when you asked so nicely.

“Shit—ok.” You watched his adam’s apple bob in his throat, “Just the tip. Ok?”

You bit your lip and nodded. Heat rushing through you in anticipation as he slid his cock out of his pants. Pulling your shorts aside to press the tip into your pulsing entrance.

His moan made you clench around him. You watched his face intently. The way his jaw clenched and his brows furrowed as he held himself back. Trying to keep himself from falling completely into you.

But you were making it nearly impossible for him. Looking at him with those eyes that begged him so desperately to let go of all his self control.

He barely held it together. Jerking himself off with his tip burrowed inside. Gripping the base of his bright red cock and pumping it in his hands. Imagining his palm was the walls of your pussy.

You could tell he was close by the way his jaw dropped open and his head fell back. "Please cum," you whispered, "I wanna see you cum."

And how could he deny you that. He let himself go so fast that he almost forgot to pull out. He pulled out just enough to watch his spurts of cum paint your shorts. "Fuck you're so perfect," he muttered as he kissed you.

You smiled at how bad you effected him. You tangled your fingers in his hair and met his eyes when he pulled off his lips, "Am I perfect enough to sit on your face?"

His eyes rolled to the back of his head. And he muttered under his breath, "You're gonna be the fucking death of me."

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[pochipop]

＃HOMICIPHER !! ♡ — DWELLING, ROTTING, SURVIVING (MR CRAWLING X READER).

#. synopsis! — speaking isn't the only way to understand, and he's oh so gentle .

#. characters! — mr crawling .

#. warnings! — canon-typical dark content + setting .

#. word count! — 1.7k .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @hhoneypop (moodboards) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. a/n! — hi, i posted, please stop bullying me in my inbox :(( - all jokes aside, thank you guys for all the nice messages and compliments! & happy pride to my lgbt followers! funnily enough, don't think i've ever "come out" on this blog, but if it's not obvious, i'm bisexual lol so there's that!

You found yourself pressed against a cold, damp wall in what you could only assume was a room close to the belly of this labyrinth-like building. Breaths came in shallow, frightened gasps as the lights overhead flickered ominously, like they were trying to warn you of impending danger. . . Danger that you felt sting your chest like needles poking through your skin. The oppressive silence surrounding you was broken only by your intakes of air and the soft, almost imperceptible sound of something —or someone— (or maybe a mixture of the two, in this God-forsaken place) nearby.

Squinting into the gloom, a familiar shape emerged from the dark hallway, slipping into the room with you and pausing in the doorway. You felt relief take hold of you.

Mr Crawling. . .

That, of course, likely wasn’t his real name, but you didn’t speak in the language of clicks, noises, and chirp-like sounds that he did, and he didn’t speak with your tongue either. It was for that reason in particular that you’d bludgeoned his head with a crowbar not long ago, to which he sulked in a corner, bleeding and whining, and you were left to feel terrible for hurting the first entity that had tried to go out of his way to show you true empathy in a way you understood.

Apologizing didn’t even begin to feel like enough. Probably because you were at least ninety percent sure he didn’t understand what you were saying anyway. Helping him with the wound perhaps made it slightly better. . . But also not really, because even now as he skims across the ground to where you are, there’s a sense of guilt that weighs heavy on your heart.

Pale, grey-skinned and moving like any non-human mammal of sorts, his face is mostly obscured by the long, stringy black hair that falls in vine-like, clumped strands all the way to the floor from his hunched position. There’s an unsettling, animalistic grace to the way he approaches, but you don’t flinch this time when he puts the flat of his cold palm against the crown of your head, as if trying to soothe your breathing. All of that initial fear has been replaced by a strange comfort of sorts, and you look up at him, thankful for his presence now more than ever.

He tilts his head, as if listening for something, and you watch him warily with the same crowbar clutched in your fist. A part of you felt bad carrying it around like that with his blood still smeared on it, but here, you knew it was foolish to venture around without a weapon of some sort. Not protecting yourself for the sake of his feelings was, unfortunately, not an option as far as you were concerned, but thankfully he didn’t seem to have any opinion on the matter.

“Mr Crawling,” you whisper softly, reaching out to take his hand into your own.

He seemed to really respond to physical touch, and if language was always going to get in the way, you figured it was best to bridge the gap in another manner. This was the next best thing you could think of.

His head raises, and you suppose he’s trying to meet your gaze, though you can’t see his eyes through the mess of his hair.

“I need to understand you,” you say.

Ironically, that’s a bit of a hopeless endeavor in this sort of environment. It’s not like you have all the time in the world to pick up a new, completely unrelated language to yours while fighting for your life. Still. . . Gesturing had been helpful previously, especially for directions. The hooded figure you ran into first was quick to point around, that severed hand that had guided you for a bit was just as poignant in that area, and the silver-haired entity with a blindfold over his eyes had also tried to communicate with you in that sense as well. So why couldn’t you do it vice-versa?

“Me,” you point to yourself, “you,” you point to him.

He stared blankly for a moment, then seemed to come to an understanding. His had retracted from your head to point at himself, then to you, a clicking noise coming from the back of his throat. You smile. It was a small victory amongst a series of devastating losses, but you were keen on taking it and running with it as far as you could stretch it.

“Okay,” you breathe, talking more to yourself than to him. “Let’s try this then. . .”

Feeling a surge of determination, you touch your stomach and then mime eating.

“Hungry. Eat.”

At this point, you were still too anxious to have an appetite, but you knew you’d need food eventually. You were hoping he’d be able to help you with that somehow. Up until this point, you hadn’t seen any evidence of there being food around here, —no containers, boxes, or wrappings, but he seemed to understand your gestures and mimicked you; sitting back on his knees to rub his stomach through his filthy t-shirt, then nibbling on an imaginary item.

He looks back to you, as if seeking approval. You smile, hoping he understands that to be a sign of good will, then nod your head to drive home the association. Beneath his swath of hair, he smiles too, and you catch a glimpse of his eyes through the curtain of black strands; dark and thoughtful.

“Good,” you murmur, feeling slightly relieved. 

If nothing else, this was progress. You spend a while longer trying to communicate basic needs and warnings: things like yes, no, stop, come, drinking, sleeping, and a thank you in the way of patting his head. You’re not sure he understood the depth of it by any means, but he did seem to enjoy it. . . Like a puppy. The thought made you smile genuinely and absentmindedly, if only for a moment. The clicks and chirps he makes are mostly lost on you, but the noises are comforting nonetheless. This rudimentary bridge of understanding soothes you just a little, and you find yourself feeling very thankful that he’s here in the first place.

He has your face cupped in his hands now, as if he’s inspecting you. . . Or perhaps admiring? That is, until you feel his body tense and all his little sounds abruptly come to a halt. A small growl reverberates from the back of his throat and his wide smile droops into a frown. Suddenly, he’s roughly dragging you along, tugging urgently on your arms, to which you comply and follow along with him, scooting across the floor until you reach a shadowed alcove. You hadn’t even noticed it before, but he seems to know his way around this place like the back of his cold, grey hand.

He covers your mouth for a moment, then shakes his head. You cover your mouth, take your hand away, then shake your head no, just to ensure to him that you’ve understood. He pats your head then crouches in front of you, using his own body as a makeshift shield for yours. His long, spindly arms cage you against the wall. Fear rises inside you once again, though not because of him and his actions. Rather, the faint, rhythmic thuds of footsteps have begun reverberating through the hall just outside, and you recognize the harrowing pattern they click in.

Mr Scarletella.

You encountered him once before and felt every hair on your body stand on end. The way he moved through the halls with a menacing flow that sounded almost eerily melodic, and the strange, unsettling red glow that seemed to exude off him that nearly drew you in like a moth to a flame. The steps echoed off the walls of the building and your heart began to hammer against your ribs. Mr Crawling moved closer as he came into view through the doorway that lacked any actual door to close, his long, black hair tickling your nose ever so softly. Dressed in scarlet and carrying his ever-present umbrella, you decide quite readily that you’ve seen enough, closing your eyes and focusing on the cool feel of Mr Crawling’s skin, on his musky scent (like mildew and a bit of rot, which isn’t necessarily pleasant, but it’s not like he can really help it down here.)

Though you’re no longer watching, the entity dripping in scarlet moves with an unsettling, almost predatory grace, glancing about the corridors as if he’s searching for something. Or someone.

Once again, Mr Crawling presses closer to you. Now, you’re able to feel the way his body trembles with fear, and you realize that he’s just as terrified as you are, though you can’t tell if that fear is for himself, for you, or for both of you at once. And it’s not like you can ask. Still, you open your eyes just long enough to look up at him, Mr Scarletella in your peripheral as you force a smile and touch the crown of Mr Crawling’s head, offering what little comfort you can. He still quivers, but seems to appreciate the gesture, though he doesn’t risk a happy chirp.

The danger passes as the man in scarlet disappears down the hallway, then turns the corner. You let out a silent sigh of relief and Mr Crawling relaxes after several moments of continued tension, finally going limp and releasing you from against the wall. He slumps onto his knees, which seems to be his most comfortable position, and he looks at you clearly through the darkness. In that moment, it feels like you’ve understood one another perfectly. 

“Thank you,” you whisper sincerely, though you know he can’t really understand you.

You’re just hoping the gratitude comes across somehow, but at the risk that it won’t, you touch your chest over top of where your heart’s still beating like a drum, then touch his chest in the same place. It dawns on you that you don’t feel a heartbeat at all, and you almost pull your hand away. . . But something stops you. Something that says even if you’re right and he’s something less (or more) than human, —it doesn’t matter as much as the kindness he’s shown you. So your hand lingers until you softly pull away.

He grabs your cheeks again and holds them delicately.

[wrr000]

"Small gestures"

The Destined One x reader - headcanons about communication +really short oneshot at the end

Notes: it's basically @szynkaaa idea!!!!!!!!!!!! go and check their blog NOW!!!!!!!!!!! i'm currently working on another headcanons with the destined one and more serious oneshot, hope y'all will enjoy this

Warnings: fluff, kinda fanon the destined one? english is not my first language so i will prob make some changes later! i also exaggerated the situation in oneshot for the fluff, forgive me

travelling with silent destined one was difficult, but soon you realized that sometimes gestures can express more than words

at first it was hard to communicate, this barrier seemed insurmountable to you

but you quickly noticed that he wasn't trying to push you away or left you behind because of it, no - he tired to show you with small gestures that he actually cared

it started with slowing down a little so you could catch up or glancing at you to make sure you were still walking next to him

gently poking you with his hand or tugging your clothes to get your attention

stretching his arm to prevent you from walking further and signaling you to hide behind him. he always made the same gesture then

finding you a safe spot to hide when he knew a tough fight was coming

when an enemy apeared unexpectedly and you were in the middle of the fight, he bought you some time to escape somewhere safe

grabbing you by forearm to make sure you didn't get hurt (you have to tell him several times that you're fine, boy is worried)

all these little things made you understand him more and at some point you learned how to read his body language, gestures and face expressions; scratching his ear when impatient or confused, characteristically touching his nose when he's thinking and all those kind of things

you just knew what he wanted to say (but couldn't)

during this time, you didn't even notice how much you were getting closer and how much you cared for each other

he never made you feel like a burden and you always tried to help him as much as you can

you could talk to him about anything and he would listen to you carefully, making sure you feel comfortable

the destined one never would have thought that he would meet someone like you(and fall in love) during his journey

of course it isn't a flawless relationship because it's still a cheeky monkey that cannot stand 5 seconds without getting into a fight, but it's a story for another time

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Leaving that cursed land of rats was something you had been waiting for a long time. Almost from the moment you arrived there. Sandstorms were hard to survive, let alone the mad rat king and his two sons. However, you quickly missed the sandy landscapes, because the next stop was a land covered with ice.

Journey to the next Relic wasn't easy. The snow was falling heavily, limiting your vision. The horizon disappeared, you could only see The Destined One figure forcing his way through the high layer of snow. You felt that your shoes were already soaked along with the lower part of your clothes.

Even though you were following the path beaten by your companion, you were moving slowly. You sighed heavily at the thought that you probably still had a long way to go and you could only dream about a break. How nice it would be to sit by the fire and warm yourself. Suddenly various memories started coming back to haunt you here, in the middle of nowhere.

You were pulled out from your thoughts by the familiar warmth. You looked to your left and met his shining eyes, staring into your red face. The Destined One was standing next to you, wrapping his arm around you. A slight smile appeared on his face.

"Sorry", you said quietly. "I'm slowing us down"

But he just shook his head as if he wanted to say that you were talking nonsense. With a firm move, he pulled you closer to him. Your bodies touched even more, you felt a pleasant warmth radiating from him. His hot breath spread across your frozen place. Even know you could feel his unique, but nice scent.

He noticed your tiredness and how chilly you were. You had been shivering from the cold for a while now. He wished he had something to cover you with, but all he could offer was his arm. You appreciated his concern and looking out for you. That alone made you not feel so poorly anymore.

"Thank you, much better now", you said with a smile. "We can go"

He nodded, clealry pleased with the answer. You to were walking together now, hugging each other. The road didn't seem so hard anymore and the snow slowly stopped failing. The horizon became clearer, revealing hugh mountains and old temples. You finally felt like you had made progress. Previous difficulties became only unpleasant memories.

The closer you got, the more the weather was getting better. It was still snowing, but it wasn't even that cold anymore. And yet you still walked together, hugged to each other, neither of you thinking about pulling away. While admiring the views, you told him some old story from your childhood about a hard winter in your village. When you weren't looking, he was admiring you in silence, enjoying the moment.

[dragonmonstermilk]

i finally found your blog......... monster fuckers unite

uhhhh is it okay to request crownless (wuwa) x reader smut???? ive been thirsting for the crownless for so long 😫😫😫

Thank you for you ask, honey ! And of course it's absolutely okay ! The crownless? Please, I think it's one of the hottest enemy in the game !

The Crownless found his crown

tw: monsterfucking, breeding, reader getting intoxicated by the air around The Crownless, hair pulling, (kinda) missionary pose, knot, praises here and there

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧*ੈ✩‧₊˚༘⋆࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

It has passed a few days since you arrived in Jinzhou. Everything was still a bit confusing to you. As the sun rises, his rays hitting your face, making you groan in your sleep. It's time to get up, I guess.

After you got up up and had your breakfast, you went outside. The chilly morning fresh air was really nice as you took a stroll in the silent Jinzhou before leaving the city. You knew there were some tacet discord active these days, so you were going to investigate them.

You arrived in the northwest part of Jinzhou, exactly where you fought him for the first time. You took a deep breath, ready to face him multiple times. It did take quite a lot of time to make them go away, even just for a few hours.

As you had your sword in your hand, you got closer to him. This time, though, everything was a bit different. You were on the tacit field, but the crownless seemed do not be there. Now, that's strange. More minutes passed, and you were ready to to away, thinking that maybe the tacet discor disappeared.

As soon as you stepped away, you felt something reaching to your body quickly. You screamed and saw the crownless hands on your waist. Your breath itched. This is the end, right? Little did you know that in a nick of time you find yourself in some sorta of abyss. The crownless let go of you and smirked.

"What do you want from me?!" you took out your sword, ready to fight him in this strange place but, again, he was quick on his feet and took you sword.

"I wonder how you'll fight now" his face was always smiling, that creeped you out but at the same time made you feel something. Your face flushed a bit and you gave yourself a few slaps on the cheeks. This wasn't the time to make strange ideas.

"I still have my hands" you replied to the crownless. He laughed, and again, he was behind you, gripping your ching and making you watch him. You felt your eyes shaking from the fear. Why today was so strange? What did wanted this monster from you? Why it was acting like this?

Thousand of questions popped up in your head, making your head hurt a bit. The crownless breath was on your face, his lips a few inches away. Your body twitched, your eyes feeling heavy as a sense of restless was setting in. The monster laughed, kissing you withouth notice. You gasped, feeling like you were kissing a metallic thing. You didn't resist though, your tongue caressing the monster one. As the two of you kissed, the crownless shreds your clothes. Your body completely exposed to him.

You groan. The strange air making your body shiver as your thighs were touching together, a needy feel making your way through your body. "What's up, dear?" teased the Crownless, pushing you down in your knees and then making you lay there. Around you was nothing, like you were here but at the same time you weren't.

You tried to spoke but the monster touched your hole, making you moan. "N-not there.." you shamelessly said, your body reacting to every touch of him. "Why not? I see you like it" he teased back. You bit your lip, trying to keep quiet but his fingers were so long and pointy that touched perfectly that sweet little spot inside you.

Your head fell back as more gasps and moans left your mouth. The crownless smirked, feeling you ready for him. If only did you know what was in next for you. As you kept struggling on keeping your eyes open, you felt something. Something very big poking at your entrance. You looked down and whined as you saw the big and, already, leaking monster cock. It was metallic grey, just as it was him, but his tip was a shade of blue and purple. Without notice, the monster entered inside you.

You arched your back, moaning louder. The crownless smirked always present on his face. "Look at you, you're dripping" he teased you again, gripping your hips and pushing in and out his hips. It felt so good, his cock so girthy and big, your hole clenching and squeezing around it. More moans from both of you filled the empty space. You felt grateful that it wasn't in public.

"Mhhnggg, y-yes, right there!" your hands were on the ground, keeping yourself steady from the harsh thrusts of the monster. He groaned, feeling you around him, taking his cock so well. This wasn't his first time fucking a human. "What a good little human you are" spoke he, now going deeper inside you. One hand of his went to your face, his thumb circling your lips as you open your mouth to take him.

"You're such a slut" the monster groaned, his cock twitching inside you as you watched him. You were so hot to him. Seeing you taking his cock withouth any struggle while licking and sucking his thumb. It all made him weak. Withouth warning he grasped your hair and with brute force he turned you around, your back facing him.

"That's it, take my cock, let me see what a good human you are for me" he pulled your hair again, his hips going faster and faster, touching your sensitive spot. "I-i'm cumming! Please! Let me cum!" you begged, you eyes teary and your hips moving towards his cock. The monster moaned, giving you a few slaps. You cried and with a few more thrust you came and he did it do. The crownless cum spurted all inside you, painting your walls white as your body shakes, your breath quick as you try to relax.

The crownless hugs you from behind and caresses your hair, but soon, you feeling a knot forming, trying to be inside you. You whined, your hole sensitive but still stretching as the crownless pushed his knot inside you. Keeping on caressing your hair, he leaves a few kisses on your neck and shoulders, your body shivering.

"You are really good" whispered the monster, his knot fully inside you as a few drops of cum leaked out of you, making a small pool under you two. Your breath now was calm and you felt like you could breathe again.

The monster usual smirk was on his face. Little did you know now that you were his and his forever.

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧*ੈ✩‧₊˚༘⋆࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

[tip-top-cloud-surfer]

The Danger Zone (Part 6) - Hangman

Pairing: Hangman / Fem!Bradshaw!Reader | OC

Word Count: 3.5k

This work, all my works, and my entire blog are 18+ ONLY

Warnings: Unplanned Pregnancy; Secret Relationship; Angst; Undefined Relationships; Overprotective Family; Background Relationships; Visit to an Obstetrician; Medical Inaccuracies Just in Case; Use of "You," No Use of Y/N, No Set Physical Description

Summary: You and Jake go to your appointment together. And then you sit down to tell Maverick the news.

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Jake had never quite felt so far out of his depth than when he was sitting alone in a gynecological office. 

You had gone back with the medical assistant, who told him that he was supposed to wait in the waiting room until someone came and got him. And so, Jake was just sitting there, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. He had awkwardly made eye contact with a girl who was in college, who stared at him like he was an invader, and Jake hadn't dared to pick his head up since.

A little squeal tore his eyes from his phone and over to where the only other man in the room was sitting. The man was probably around Jake's age, mid-thirties, but unlike Jake, he looked completely at ease in his seat.

Maybe that had something to do with the little girl in his arms.  

“Where’s Mommy?” the girl asked her dad. 

“She’s talking with the doctor about your little brother. You’ll see her in a little bit.”

“Okay,” the girl returned, pressing her hand against her dad’s face, causing him to chuckle and grab her hand, pressing a kiss to it before dropping it again. “Can we get blueberries?”

“You want blueberries?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t have any on me, sweetie, but you can have some when we get home, okay?”

“Okay,” she agreed, sending her dad a cheek-scrunching smile. 

“Jake?” a voice called, making Jake realize that he had been staring. 

Turning to see the medical assistant from earlier standing at the door, he quickly stood up. Jake followed her back through the halls to the room where you were seated on an exam table. You smiled at Jake as he walked over to your side. 

“Hey,” you greeted him as he sat down. "You alright?"

"Yeah," Jake assured you, nodding slowly. "My first time at a gynecologist. Just a little nervous, that's all."

"I promise to not poke and prod you," your doctor joke, turning to Jake. "I'm Dr. Jennings. It's nice to meet you."

"You as well," Jake returned politely.

"Alright, now let's get to what you two came here for," Dr. Jennings replied, standing up with a kind smile.

You shifted the patient gown and Dr. Jennings covered your small bump in a clear gel. You shifted a bit and glanced over at Jake, who seemed to still look like a fish out of water. Which, for a large man who usually radiated confidence, was a rare sight to see.

"Let's take a look now," Dr. Jennings stated, causing you and Jake to turn to the monitor.

There were a lot of random shapes and movement on the screen and Jake half-wondered if he was in some kind of delusion that he was going to wake up from. But then the image on the screen shifted and Jake didn't need your hand suddenly reaching out for him to tell him what he was seeing on the screen. Jake took your hand in his own, subconsciously holding his breath for a moment.

“And here’s your baby.”

Jake wasn’t quite sure what he was expecting to see when he walked in there. He wasn’t exactly a scholar on pregnancy. It was supposed to just look like a little ball, right? He thought so. But that image in front of him, there was a clearly defined head. The rest of it wasn’t too clear, but that was definitely a baby. A baby human. Your baby human. His baby human. Your shared baby human.

"Everything looks normal," Dr. Jennings reported, moving the wand around a bit.

You turned to Jake with a relieved smile, and he shot you one back, trying to not let his nerves show. You turned back to the monitor as Dr. Jennings pressed a few buttons.

“And here’s the heartbeat.” 

She flipped a switch and suddenly the distinct sound of a heartbeat, though one that was much faster than Jake was expecting, echoed around the room. Jake looked up, a shocked expression on his face because it was one thing to just see the baby, but to hear them just made it all the more real.

"Is it supposed to be that fast?" Jake asked, turning to Dr. Jennings, who smiled in return.

"Yes, your baby's heartbeat is perfectly normal. And very strong. You might have a little fighter on your hands."

"Wouldn't surprise me," you mused, staring at the screen while you listened to your child's heartbeat.

Jake turned away from Dr. Jennings and took a moment to stare at you as you took in the moment. You had been nervous when he met you in the parking lot with your Notes app pulled up to your list of questions for your doctor. But whatever happened before Jake showed up must have settled you and now, with your baby moving right in front of you and their heartbeat echoing in their ears.

And you, well, you looked like you were glowing.

And even though he heard that the term “glowing” wasn’t accurate to describe a pregnant woman, he couldn’t come up with a better one. You were absolutely, positively glowing.

“So, I would put you at about fourteen weeks,” the obstetrician explained to you, causing you to turn away from the monitor. “I’m just going to take some measurements, but please feel free to ask any questions that you have.” 

“So, everything looks healthy and happy?” you immediately asked, sitting up a bit. 

“We’re still waiting on your blood results, but everything else appears to be normal. The heart rate is good. Very strong. They seem to be measuring well. I don’t have a clear look at any signs of gender yet—they seem to not want to cooperate—but how did you want me to mark the file? Did you want to wait, or did you want to know as soon as possible?” 

Jake turned to you immediately as you slowly moved your head to meet his gaze. The two of you had a silent staring contest. You didn't even think that it was going to be an option to find out the gender at this appointment. You had mentioned it in passing, but Jake never commented on it.

“It’s your call,” Jake stated, nodding slowly. “I’m fine either way.” 

You nodded slowly before turning back to the obstetrician, who was typing away at your chart. After a moment of thought and another glance over at Jake, you made your decision.

“We’ll wait, please. Maybe for the birth or maybe at a later date,” you replied softly.

“Well, feel free to tell me at every appointment either way. Or you can call the office too, if you change your mind,” the obstetrician assured you with a supportive smile. “And did you want any photos of the ultrasound from today?”

“Please,” you answered immediately.

“How many copies?”

“Two, please,” you replied, glancing over at Jake. 

Dr. Jennings talked with you about your diet and exercise and your future appointments before she excused herself. Sitting up, you grabbed some paper towels from the patient cart and cleaned yourself up while Jake sat there a bit awkwardly. You got redressed, with Jake averting his eyes respectfully, before the two of you headed out of the examination room together.

“How are you feeling?” Jake asked softly, causing you to look at him.

“Well, it’s nice to know a little bit now,” you returned as Jake held the door open for you. “Not just a guessing game about if everything looks okay or not.” 

You made your way over to the patient window to make your next appointment and sign a few things. Jake lingered by the door, waiting patiently for you, when the father and daughter that he saw earlier in the waiting room walked past with a very pregnant woman. The three of them were all beaming with happiness that Jake couldn’t help but stare after them, wondering if you and him and your little baby would look like that one day--happy.

“Jake,” you called, causing him to snap his head around again. 

You smiled softly and held out a small square photo, which he took very carefully into his own grip. Holding the small photo in his hand, Jake just stood there and stared up at the little, tiny human that was half him and half you that was so impossibly small that he was afraid of even looking at the image for too long for fear of risking the baby's safety. 

“You okay?” you asked, finally bringing Jake out of his thoughts. 

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he assured you, picking his head up. “And you?”

“Better than I was a week ago,” you returned, giving him that smile that he could only describe as ‘glowing’ once again. “Are you sure that you’re good? You’ve been really spacey lately.” 

“Oh, yeah,” Jake promised you as the two of you walked out of the office. "I'm fine."

The two of you stepped out into the warm San Diego air as Jake carefully held the ultrasound photo in his hand. But staring down at the photo one more time, Jake turned to you with a more serious expression. 

“Are you still planning on telling Maverick soon?”

“I told him to come over to my place on Friday,” you explained, wrapping your arms around yourself. “I’m already into my second trimester. It’ll only get harder to hide and I would rather be able to tell everyone on my terms. Our terms.” 

“It’s your call,” Jake repeated, glancing around the parking lot as you came to a stop beside your car. “Your family, your rules.” 

“Thank you,” you returned, fiddling with your fingers. “Why don’t you come over around five? I told Maverick six, so that should give us some time to prepare and plan and take some breaths. He usually shows up late, anyways.” 

“I’ll see you Friday, then,” Jake replied, causing you to nod slowly. “Thank you for inviting me.” 

“Thank you for coming with me,” you returned, offering him another glowing smile. “Bye, Jake.” 

Jake watched you climb into your car before turning for his truck. As he climbed into the driver’s seat, you pulled out of the parking lot, heading back to your apartment. He watched you go before looking down at the ultrasound photo once again.

 Letting out a breath, he pressed his head back against the headrest before carefully placing the photo on the passenger’s seat. Starting his truck, Jake pulled out into the afternoon sun, trying to not get lost in his thoughts. For the thousandth time since he found out that he was going to be a father. 

~~~~~

You rushed around your apartment, cleaning and finishing up with the cooking. Jake came over to help you set up about an hour ago, but after you rearranged everything that he already did, Jake just decided to stay out of your way. You were very clearly on the edge of a mental breakdown, and he didn’t want to risk pushing you over the edge before Maverick even got there. 

“Are you sure that you don’t want to sit down for a bit?” Jake asked as you checked on the food cooking in the oven. “You’re going to put yourself out.”

“I’m fine,” you insisted, pulling the tray out of the oven. “Just a little nervous, that's all.”

Wiping your hands on a towel, you looked up when there was a knock at the door. Turning to Jake, you motioned for him to go and hide in your bedroom for a little bit. Adjusting your dress, which you bought purely because the pattern hid your figure very weel, you walked over to your front door. You took a final deep breath to calm yourself down before pulling the door open, revealing Maverick and Penny.

“Hey, Mav, Penny. Thanks for coming.”

“I’m not going to say ‘no’ to a home cooked meal,” Maverick replied, pulling you in for a hug in greeting. You hugged him back tighter than usual, which caused Maverick to pause. Returning the squeeze, he asked, “You alright, honey?”

 “Yeah, of course,” you returned softly, peeling yourself away from him. “Come on in. Dinner’s all done.”

Maverick shared a look with Penny, who shrugged in response, before walking into your apartment. He moved towards the dining area and paused when he spotted four plates set out on the table. Penny moved to take her seat, but Maverick stayed standing, staring down the extra plate suspiciously. 

“Are Rooster or Emma joining us?”

“Uh, no,” you replied, carrying over some food to the table. “I actually have some news, Mav.”

“A boyfriend?” Maverick assumed, causing you to pause before nodding slowly. 

You and Jake hadn’t really put a label on your relationship. Not even after you found out about the baby. But even though you weren’t together romantically right now, he was definitely something. And honestly, he was already more committed than any of your previous boyfriends or flings.

“Well, where is he then?”

A set of slow footsteps caused Maverick to turn his head in time to see Jake walking towards him. Jake lacked his usual confidence, but he wasn’t exactly cowering to Maverick's gaze, even if he was sweating through his shirt a bit. A splash of surprise flashed across Maverick's expression before he steeled it once again.

“Sir,” Jake decided on, causing Maverick to raise an eyebrow. 

“Hangman,” Maverick returned evenly. He glanced between the two of you before finally turning to you. “So, how long has this been going on for?”

“A few months.”

“Alright,” Maverick responded calmly, moving to take his seat. He sat down beside Penny, shared a look with her, before turning to you again. “You still have beer here?”

Penny lightly smacked the back of her hand against Maverick’s chest, but Jake moved to collect a beer for Maverick. If only to have an excuse to leave the awkwardness for a moment. The four of you slowly sat down for dinner and Jake chose to forgo an alcoholic drink for himself to make your decision to not drink less obvious. Dinner was passed around as an awkward silence settled in the room.

“So, Hangman,” Maverick started off with, “what are your intentions with my goddaughter?”

“Mav. This isn't 1986."

"It's a fair question," Maverick defended himself.

“Well, I do see a future with her if that’s what you’re asking,” Jake ventured, being very careful with his words. 

“You’re serious about this relationship?”

“Very much so.”

You glanced nervously between Jake and Maverick as Maverick seemed to stare Jake down for a moment. Mav reached for his beer, took a sip, and then turned back to his plate, as if it was a casual conversation. 

“Well, I will not sugarcoat my opinion that I think dating one of your brother’s teammates is not a good idea,” Maverick told you, causing you to wince. “It can get complicated quickly and even more messy.”

“We know, Mav,” you replied quietly. 

“And quite honestly Hangman, you were not my first choice.”

“I figured,” Hangman stated, nodding slowly. 

“You weren’t even on the list.”

“Mav,” you interjected to Jake’s defense. "You don't have to be rude to him about it."

“That being said,” Maverick replied, getting the conversation back on track, “if you’re happy, that’s all that I care about.”

“Yeah, of course I am,” you responded defensively.

Maverick looked up from his plate, staring you down with a concerned expression. Looking away from him, you smoothed your hands down your thighs, trying to not let your nerves show. Apparently, your words weren't convincing enough for Maverick.  

“Are you?” he repeated softly. 

“I have something else to tell you, Mav,” you admitted after a moment, voice barely above a whisper. 

Maverick glanced suspiciously and with an underlying threatening glare over at Jake before turning back to you for your explanation. You summoned your courage and pushed down your anxiety before finally letting out your secret. 

 “I’m pregnant.”

Maverick immediately dropped his fork onto his plate, causing a loud clattering noise to echo around your apartment. You winced at the noise and sunk a bit farther in your seat. Jake reached over and grabbed your hand under the table, offering you a reassuring squeeze, but you were frozen, staring at Maverick as you waited for the bomb to drop right on top of your dinner table. 

Penny turned to Maverick, resting her hand on his arm to try and ground him. He himself looked like he was having a momentary stroke at the news that you were pregnant. With Hangman's baby because you just had to give him a heart attack while he was already having a stroke.

Maverick’s first emotion was fear. 

Fear that it wasn’t what you wanted or that it would somehow lead to a situation that you would regret later on. One that he could have helped prevent in the first place, if he had been paying attention. Fear that something could go wrong or would go wrong and there wouldn’t be anything that he could do to help you. Carole had relatively easy pregnancies, but that didn't mean you would. Fear that you weren’t prepared for this because this baby was clearly unexpected and fear that you wouldn't be prepared when it finally came time for the baby to be born.

 And Maverick’s second emotion was anger. 

How could you be so reckless? He had Penny and Sarah give you the talk. He took you to the doctor to get you on birth control when you were seventeen at your request. Did you just forget to take the pill? Did condoms suddenly go off the shelves? It wasn’t like you were a dumb teenager anymore. And of all the guys to knock you up, it had to be Hangman? Really? Hangman?

Maverick was also ready to launch over the table at the dumb, reckless pilot who just potentially ruined your life and certainly changed it forever. Because Hangman wasn’t a dumb teenager either. He knew what a condom was, and he should have used one. He should have carried his weight with that. And if Hangman even thought about running out on you and the baby, Maverick would set him straight. Personally. 

But when Maverick finally locked eyes with you again, his anger broke in an instant. 

He saw your fear. He saw your concern. There was nothing that he could say in that moment that you hadn’t already anticipated and stressed yourself out about. And him yelling at you and threatening Jake wasn’t going to solve the problem. It wasn’t going to solve anything. It was just going to make it worse.

Letting out a breath to release what was left of his anger, Maverick turned back to you with a calmer expression. Penny gave his arm a squeeze, feeling him calm down with time. 

“You’re healthy? Both you and the baby?” he stared off with.

“Yeah, we’re healthy,” you assured Mav, nodding slowly to confirm. 

“And you made this decision on your own? No one forced you to make this decision, right?” Maverick asked you seriously.

“Well, we didn’t plan this,” you replied, sharing a look with Jake, “but yes, I made this decision and Jake’s supportive of my decision, so we’re in this together now.”

“And you’re happy?” Maverick questioned you. 

“Once it’s all out in the open, I will be,” you replied honestly. "It's just a lot of anticipatory stress right now."

“Bradley doesn’t know?”

“No,” you stated softly. 

“Are you planning on telling him soon?”

“I was thinking hopefully this weekend or next weekend. I’m already farther along than I was expecting. I won’t be able to hide this news for too much longer.”

“How far along are you?”

“Fourteen weeks.”

“So, you’ve been to the doctor?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you have an ultrasound photo?”

Nodding slowly, you stood up from the table and tried to not let out a sob in relief. You moved to grab the ultrasound photo that you hid in your room, leaving Hangman alone with Maverick and Penny for the first time since you broke the news. Jake opened his mouth to speak, but Maverick raised a hand to stop him. 

“We will have a separate conversation later, Lieutenant," Maverick stated, quiet enough that you didn't hear him.

“Pete,” Penny sighed, turning to him. “He’s here and involved. It’s not like he’s a deadbeat.”

“Later,” Maverick repeated as you returned from your bedroom. 

You walked around the table and handed the ultrasound photo to Maverick, who took it carefully. You stood beside him, nervously fiddling with your fingers. There was still a chance that Maverick would show how upset he was, so you were still a little on edge. Maverick stared down at the photo, the reality of the situation hitting him all over again, before turning back to you. 

“Is it a boy or girl?”

“We don’t know yet. We wanted to wait.”

“Well, either way they’re beautiful.”

“Yeah, they are,” you replied, your shoulders shaking as tears slowly slipped out of your eyes. 

“Hey,” Maverick called softly, handing the photo to Penny before standing up and pulling you into a supportive hug. Tucking your head under his chin like he did when you were a little girl, Maverick assured you, “Hey, everything will be okay.”

“I was just so worried you’d be so pissed and disappointed in me,” you choked out, burying your face into Maverick’s shoulder. “That you’d tell me I was making the worst mistake of my life.”

“You know that there's nothing that would stop me from being there for you, right? You know that, right?”

“I know, Mav. I was just scared.”

“You shouldn’t stress yourself out over me. I’m always going to be here to support you.”

“Thanks, Mav.”

After you and Penny shared a tight hug as well, you made your way back to Jake’s side of the table and sat down. You wiped the lingering tears from your cheeks and shot Jake a small smile before turning back to Maverick and Penny.  

“So, have you discussed anything yet about the future? With each other?” Maverick asked, folding his hands in front of him.

“Like what?”

“Like what is your living situation going to look like?” Maverick started off with. “Are you both moving into Jake’s apartment? Are you getting a new place together?”

“Why didn’t you mention my apartment?” you asked, confused.

“Well, it’s not exactly a nice building for kids. And you don’t have a tub for the baby. And you know how I feel about your landlord."

“And your sink still leaks,” Jake added, causing you to shoot him a look. "And the elevator's broken half the time."

“And did the landlord ever fix that faulty wiring?” Maverick asked, causing you to narrow your eyes.

"So, you'll agree with him when it's convenient for you?" you questioned Maverick.

“My house is always open,” Maverick suggested, avoiding the question. You sighed and stared at him with an exasperated expression. “Bradley and Emma are moving out in two weeks and the spare bedroom can be all yours. And there’s room for Jake on the pullout couch in the living room.”

“I think what Pete is trying to say,” Penny cut in, shooting Maverick a look, “is that babies take up a lot of space and you don’t want to be worrying about home improvement projects while you have a newborn at home.”

“What about finances? Are you creating a joint account? Are you splitting it up piece by piece?" Maverick suggested, moving on down his list. "Are you getting married?”

“Mav,” you hissed, feeling some heat crawl up your neck at his question. "No, we're not getting married."

Maverick paused, tapping his fingers on the top of the table for a moment. He had an unreadable expression on his face, and it only made you concerned. Looking between the two of you, he turned first to Hangman. 

“What is she allergic to?” Maverick asked him. 

“Uh . . .” Jake stumbled a bit, “. . . shellfish?”

“Pollen,” Maverick corrected Jake before turning to you. “When’s his birthday?”

“October 27th?”

“21st,” Jake mumbled under his breath, causing you to wince. 

“What’s her blood type?” Jake didn’t answer immediately and looked a bit like a fish out of water, so Maverick turned straight back to you, “What’s his hometown?”

“Austin, Texas," you answered confidently.

“I was born in Austin but technically I grew up outside of it,” Jake replied, causing you to sigh. 

“Are you two even dating?” Maverick asked, looking between the two of you. "Do you even like each other?"

“Yes,” you both replied, causing Maverick to sigh and hold his head in his hands for a moment. 

“You two need to take some time and get to actually know one another. Forget about everyone else in this equation. If the two of you aren't strong, the whole thing falls apart.”

Picking his head up again, Maverick turned to Jake first.

“You need to know her medical information like the back of your hand. If something happens and she can’t advocate for herself, you need to be ready to give that information.”

Maverick turned to you next while Jake squirmed beside you.

“And you need to have full trust in him if you’re going to raise a kid together. If he's going to be in the delivery room with you. And how are you supposed to trust him if you don’t even know him?” Maverick leaned back in his seat and looked between the two of you, who both appeared like scolded children, before letting out a breath. Thinking over his words carefully, Maverick leaned forward a bit. 

“All that said, I will help you out however I can. But you two need to put in the work yourselves. This isn’t about you anymore. This is about your child. And the two of you need to start working together and having difficult conversations."

You and Jake slowly picked up your heads and shared a look before turning back to Maverick and nodding slowly. 

"And you need to tell your brother," Maverick told you, "becauase it's going to be worse if he finds out from anyone else."

"I know, Mav. I know."

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23 and 36 for bucktommy? ❤️

Anon no idea if you’re even checking my blog anymore but I am so sorry this fill took so long! If you do happen to see this, I appreciate your patience. Hope you enjoy Bucktommy + wearing someone’s clothes + being pushed against a wall

His Evan

“Where’s my—oh, crap.” Evan said.

Tommy poked his head out of the en-suite. Evan was pacing up and down the foot of the bed, in his slacks and a crisp white dress shirt that he’d only buttoned up halfway. The contents of his suitcase were strewn across the hotel bedspread, like a tornado had blown through in the few minutes Tommy had been showering.

“What’s wrong, babe?” he asked.

Evan looked over at him miserably. “My tie,” he said. “I forgot to pack a tie.”

Tommy choked down a small laugh. Only his Evan. “We flew out for a wedding and you forgot to pack a tie?”

“I had them all out,” Evan groaned. “I was trying to decide which one and I know that I decided on the green one but I must’ve never actually packed it. God, I’m an idiot.”

“You’re not an idiot,” Tommy said automatically. He stopped himself just before going in for a hug—he was still a little damp from his shower and Evan’s shirt was pressed so nicely. Instead, he clasped Evan’s hands. Being reminded of their difference in hand size always seemed to pull a string out of Evan and make him a little looser. “It’s a mistake anyone could have made.”

“But we have to leave for the wedding in fifteen minutes!” Evan protested. “There’s not enough time to find a menswear store around here for a replacement, let alone a Target or something.”

“We don’t need a menswear store,” Tommy said. “I always pack a spare.”

“Oh,” Evan said, panic visibly deflating. “That’s handy.”

“I know,” Tommy winked, and turned to dig it out of his suitcase, which had escaped Hurricane Evan and was still entirely packed.

The spare he’d packed for this trip was a nice, simple pale blue dotted with subtle white dots that added just the right amount of texture. Tommy had bought it after an ex told him light blue brought out his eyes, but come to think of it, the same shade would bring out Evan’s eyes as well.

“Here,” he said. “This will look perfect on you. Do you need me to tie it?”

Evan blinked at him but didn’t respond, and didn’t reach out for the tie.

“Evan?” Tommy questioned.

“Um, I mean, I could tie it myself,” Evan stuttered out. “But if you didn’t mind–um, that would be fine.

Tommy raised an eyebrow. “Wouldn’t be any trouble at all. Give me a second to get myself dressed.”

Once Tommy was suited up, he turned back to Evan, who was holding the tie up in front of himself in the mirror, and blushing a brilliant pink at the apples of his cheeks and tips of his ears.

“It’s going to look so good on you, baby,” Tommy said. “Come here.”

He deftly knotted the tie around Evan’s neck while his boyfriend stood there, barely breathing. It was good to know that this was really doing it for both of them.

Tommy stepped back to admire his handiwork. “Look at you,” he said. “Looking so pretty, wearing my tie. It’s cause you’re mine. And everyone at the wedding is going to know that.”

Evan’s chest rose raggedly. Tommy had been right–the light blue brought out his large, round eyes perfectly.

They still had five minutes before they needed to leave for the venue. Screw it. Tommy grabbed Evan by the tie and manhandled him up against the wall, leaning in to capture his mouth with a bruising kiss. If it rumpled Evan’s shirt a little, that was okay. He’d be wearing a jacket, and he wouldn’t even get the chance to take it off at the reception. As soon as Tommy had the chance to congratulate the groom and say hello to his friends in the wedding party, they’d be coming back here so Tommy could strip his Evan down.

Maybe he’d leave the tie on. Just as a reminder of who Evan belonged to.

[chxrrydrxp]

Hello hello hellooo! Always wonderful to see another Jason Todd writer in this world, I love this man so much. I’m a bit new to your blog, so I…the idea of getting to come home to Jason on the rare occasion that he’s not out on a mission or patrolling. I know that man is the snuggliest mfer alive and getting to just collapse ontop of him after a long ass day and hear him grunt under you and curl his arms behind your back. Augh. AUGH. Please. I need this man in every possible way 😭

You can write something if you like but just the idea alone is so nice to think about. I need that man carnally but also I need him softly and to giggle tiredly in his chest.

ugh I needed this so badly. this bipolar ass weather has got me in shambles, and I require some comfort.

hope you like it 🤭🤭

(I'm getting to my asks yall just hang in there 💅🏾)

(gender-neutral reader x Jason Todd, fluffy comfort)

word count: 511

Harsh winds blew past your face, causing your nose to burn. This had to be the roughest winter in Gotham’s history. You'd just barely made it to the apartment door, and began clumsily fumbling for your ice-cold keys. your purse snapped open, releasing all your belongings with pop.

“Fuuuuck me.”

A shivering arm reached down for the belongings, scooping them up into frozen hands.

You stuffed them back in your purse and once again fumbled for your keys. Another gust of wind blew aggressively while burning your face, causing curses to fall out of your mouth.

After many vain attempts, you finally managed to get the key into the lock while the coldness burned at your fingertips. click!

“Fina-fucking-lly.”

You swung the door open, throwing yourself inside and shutting the door. You leaned back on the door, trying desperately to alleviate your frozen fingers. The only thing that could make your day worse was the fact you knew Jason would usually be on patrol tonight, and wouldn't be here to warm you up.

You untied your snow boots, and hung your jacket up reluctantly. The apartment was actually warmer than you expected. Jason must've accidently left the heater on when you left.

You opened the door to your room, and found him lying on his stomach with a pillow over his head.

“About time, baby.” His groggy voice sent butterflies to your stomach.

A relieved smile crept on your lips and you practically leaped on the bed. “You're home? Hours early?” Jason turned over onto his back, with his hands tucked behind his head. “Ya don't seem too happy, i'm just taking a little day off ” he teased, poking at your cheek. “I'm more than happy, but what happened to ‘crime has no days off’?” You questioned, changing into a shirt and sweats. “I could go now if you want me to.” You rolled your eyes at him, picking up a pillow and playfully smothering him with it.

“Asshole.”

“C'mere,” he motioned, holding his arms out for you. You sighed contently, climbing into his open arms, and feeling the warmth of his hands clasped around your back.

You dug your nose into his neck, inhaling his musky scent and familiar body wash. “Smells so good.” He let out a breathy laugh and rubbed up and down your back.

His hands moved up to your hair, stroking it softly, then down to your cheek, making you lift your head up slightly. He took this opportunity to press his lips to yours, humming.

“I missed you.”

You smiled, leaning back to kiss him, but he had other plans. He flipped you over so your back was pressed into the mattress and he was laying on you partially. He snuggled his head into your warm chest, wrapping his strong arms around your waist.

“Hmm..this is…better,” he hummed. You grinned, surprised at his clinginess. You hugged your arms around his head and ruffled his hair a bit.

Your heart raced, and you were sure he could feel it, feeling him smile against your chest.

[miguel-owhora]

MIGUEL O'HARA x MALE READER

— 18+ , t4t , cunnilingus , 69 , established relationship , grinding , slight overstimulation , implied tribbing , not beta read

— happy new year everypony !!!! thank you to everypony within the spider society (my beloved moots) for making this year entertaining! and ofc, my followers! you guys have been with me through the thick and thin, through the beginning of my first blog to this one. i may not always show it, but i genuinely appreciate every single one of you, from my moots to my anons, to my followers and those who just stumble upon one of my posts - i appreciate you guys. thank you everypony, and my wife and i wish you all a very happy and fulfilling new year! cheers!!! 🎉🎉🎉

FEMS AND MINORS DNF, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

"You're so wet, mi amor," Miguel murmured, voice low and soothing as his pupils dilated at the sight of your cunt. He wasn't wrong. It was wet and slimy, slick dripping out from the foreplay Miguel had instigated moments ago, your cock sticking out and throbbing. Your pubic hair was slick and stuck to your skin, curly little things. The scent that wafted off your cunt was raw arousal.

Shock.

"Yeah?" You replied back, licking your lower lips, Miguel following the movement. His hands gripped at your thighs, thumbs rubbing along your lips. You were so warm, your heat so addicting.

"Yeah." Miguel whispered back as he leaned over your body to capture your lips with his own. You both moaned, getting lost in each other. Your movements were slow yet no less passionate, appreciating each other, addicted to how you slotted together so nicely, as if the universe made you for each other.

Miguel parted the kiss with a whimpery gasp when he felt your hands rub against his own clothed cunt, no doubt slicking the front of his briefs with his wetness. Miguel groaned underneath his breath and grinded against your hand, little gasps and groans involuntarily spilling out of his mouth. His cock rubbed against your hand, sensitive and needy, and he faltered when you removed your hand.

You were warmly smiling, eyes crinkling with mirth and affectionate. Miguel felt something warm spread along his body, pouring from his heart, and he felt vulnerable. It felt nice. He liked it. He liked how vulnerable you made him.

You tugged at his briefs moments later, leaning up to kiss him, murmuring against his lips. "I wanna eat you out, take 'em off."

Miguel softly moaned against your lips, pressing a sloppy kiss before pulling back to wrangle himself out of his briefs. Uou bit your lips and watched him, eyes trained on his groin, and shock, you clenched around nothing once he was naked.

His pussy was fat, matted with dark curly hair, his cock poking out from the hood. You licked your lips and moved out of the way when Miguel nudged you. He took your spot and laid down, spreading himself on the bed, taking the opportunity to pleasantly stretch his limbs before going pliant.

"I wanna eat you out, too." Miguel said, glancing away with embarrassment and with a smile that was almost shy. You chuckled, leaning down to kiss him again, tugging on his bottom lop once you pulled away, laughing when he tried to pull away.

"You wanna sixty-nine, freaky Miggy?" You teased, smiling when Miguel frowned. Though, it was weaked by the way his face darkened, by the soft look in his eyes.

"You're losing me," He said before shoving you over. You laughed, but nonetheless allowed him to move you until you were sitting on him, your knees bracketing his head while your face was positioned above his pussy. You could feel his hot breath puff against your pussy, and you felt yourself go warm, flustered but aroused.

"You look stunning," You heard him say, voice muffled. Seconds later, you felt him grab onto your asscheeks, spreading the fat globes and licking a flat stripe up your hole, and shock, how you clenched and gasped, tensing up.

"Just getting straight into it," You breathed out. You lowered your head and pressed a kiss to his mons pubic, through the pubic hair that lightly coated it. You grasped his thighs and spread them, opening up Miguel even more.

You moaned when he spread your folds and licked along the sides, teasing bastard. In retaliation, you also spread his folds and without any warning, took his cock into your mouth. The reaction was beautiful.

"Shock!" Miguel gasped, buckling into your mouth on instinct, his thighs tensing underneath your grip. He moaned, high and whimpery, as you sucked on his cock, twirling the sensitive nub around with your mouth with youe tongue, lowly moaning. Slick dribbled out of his hole, to which you scooped up with your finger and shoved back in, thrusting your finger in and out.

Miguel moaned, grinding into your mouth before he attached his mouth to your cunt. You moaned around his cock, clenching around his tongue when it slipped inside your hole. You felt it wiggle around, licking up your slick and juices, shamelessly grinding down on his face just as he grinded up into yours.

It was an erotic sight, two men grinding into each other's faces as fireworks exploded outside, and it wasn't even 12 am yet! Well, soon, in a couple of minutes.

All too soon, Miguel dug his nails into your thighs, talons unsheathing and prickling at your skin, as he wrapped a leg around your head and pushed you down into his cunt. He moaned, shamelessly, mouth falling open in a silent scream as he came.

His pussy throbbed, waves of ecstasy washing over him as you slurped on his pussy like it was your last meal. You let your man grind into your face, feeling absolutely filthy as you did whatever you could to make it amazing. And with the way Miguel squirmed and arched, with the way he squealed and trembled, hips jerking and cock throbbing, how shocking wet he grew, it was extraordinary.

Miguel kept you like that for a couple of minutes, whimpering and choking on his spit as you continued to suck on his cock, licking up his slick and slurping his folds. Then, he removed his legs and tried to push you away. Tried, as he was too spent to do it, instead, you rolled over.

"You okay, pretty?" You softly asked as you leaned back on your arm, hovering over him with a gentle expression on your face.

Miguel looked stunning. His face was flushed, pretty tears clinging to his lashes as he tried to catch his breath. His t-scars glowed red underneath his pecs, a softness to his belly that wasn't there months ago, only appearing once he got into a relationship with you, once he got comfortable with you. Once he got domestic.

You brushed a hand against his face, stroking him. His eyelashes fluttered against his cheekbone, so beautiful. He swallowed and opened them.

"Yeah, I'm okay." Miguel whispered. He subconsciously leaned into your hand and sighed, eyes fluttering before he glanced over at you. His lips curled into an almost shy yet flirty one.

"Trib?" He asked, spreading his legs open. His cunt was puffy. His cock was swollen and poked out from the hood, his pussy slick and dripping with his juice, and fuck, he looked delicious.

You licked your lips and looked down at Miguel, who looked so gorgeous you wanted to scream. Instead, you took a deep breath and exhaled.

"You know me so well," You murmured instead, pupils dilating. Miguel's lips curled into a smug one. He leaned up and pulled you down, kissing your lips, just as fireworks exploded outside, like an endless onslaught.

"Happy new year, mi amor," He purred, sickeningly sweet. "Now," Miguel pushed you away with a chuckle. "Fuck yourself against my pussy."

You groaned, gripping his thighs as you slotted yourself between them and positioned your pussy against his, your cock poking against him. You leaned down to kiss him again, just as you rolled your hips. You swallowed his moan, trading your own into his mouth.

"Happy new year, Miguel."

© MIGUEL-OWHORA

[sunshine-and-moonshine]

Cod Sex Bot Au - Random Blurbs

Requested: Yes [Hi! Just found out about your blog and I think I just bingeread almost all of your fics, your writing is actually really captivant ! Especially your "CoD sex bots au". Can we please PLEASE have a part 3 ? Maybe more of Price, Gaz, Roach and Rudy? DONT FORGET TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF AND DRINK WATER!!!]

Warnings: Abundant Fluff

A/N: I didn’t really know what to do so I just did some random little blurbs

Price

Price huffs as his glowing eyes meticulously scan over your messy room, mechanical pupils narrowing at your back as you remain happily oblivious, too focused on your game to even notice his presence. Not until his hands were on the back of your gaming chair, dragging it back a bit before promptly yanking away your controller and headset then scooping you out of the chair, heading towards the living room.

“Hey! Wait! I wasn’t finished!” You yelp, trying to wiggle away to no avail, his metal arms tight around you, keeping you nice and secure. “Damn it! You’re a bot, I’m pretty sure you can’t just manhandle me like this!”

“You are now.” He says, kicking the door to your room shut behind him, using his connection to your advanced home system to lock it behind him, on the off chance you actually managed to sneak away from him. “You’re eating something, something that doesn’t come out of a snack bag, then you’re showering and going to bed. It’s almost midnight.” He tells you sternly.

“You’re not my dad.”

“No, but I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to call me Daddy.”

Gaz

Gaz’s eyes watch you carefully as you mix whatever it was that was in the pot, his curiosity peaked but you wouldn’t let him even glimpse into it. Said it was a surprise. And he didn’t want to ruin all your hard work so he obliged, not that it wasn’t frustrating though. He wasn’t ever very patient.

But he’s pretty sure that it’s worth it when you sit him down, your smile all big and happy as you set a plate full of steaming hot food in front of him, eagerly awaiting for him to dig in and give his opinion.

“It’s delicious!” He tells you happily, his own smile just as bright and full of life.

You looked so happy at his statement that he just couldn’t bring himself to tell you that he didn’t actually have any taste sensors, and he swears to take the secret to his robot grave.

Roach

Roach stares down at you as you lay on the floor, your eyes unfocused and seemingly looking at nothing in particular. He poked your cheek to try and get a reaction out of you and it seemed to work as you scrunch your nose up cutely.

“What are you doing?” He asks you, his hands slow and unsure. He wasn’t supposed to ask questions but….he just couldn’t help himself when it came to you. He wanted to know more about you, about what went on in your mind.

“Staring into the void, wondering when it will swallow me whole and relinquish me from all of life’s burdens.” You say, rather nonchalantly. It made him chuckle and he shook his head at you.

“But I’d be lonely if you went to the void.” He signs, his eyes soft despite being made of metal and glass. “Don’t leave me behind.”

“Don’t worry, Roach. You can come with me. It’s you and me against the world.” You say, and his fans kick into high gear as his face reddens, system overheating.

He was….happy.

Rudy

Rudy grumbles when you turn away from him in your sleep, rolling onto your belly, spread out like a starfish. He peeked his eyes open, night vision mode taking over his eyeballs. He frowned, wondering what awoke him from his powered down mode.

He turned to you, a bit pouty when he saw how far away you were. Sure, he wasn’t the most comfortable thing to lay on, being made of metal and all, but he liked it when you cuddled up to him.

His hand reaches out, touching your cheek gently, amazed by how you lean into his touch, into his warmth. He’d never been more glad to be built with lifelike heating systems.

He brings you closer to him again, his arms wrapping around you to keep you from getting away again, his cheek brushing against your neck before kissing it lovingly. He was glad that he was yours.

[lees-chaotic-brain]

#6 crimson red for your event game plzzz

i didn't even think about this as a possibility and i'm kicking myself. when i saw this in my asks, i had to physically restrain myself from dropping all my drafts to work on it.

Nice to Meet You (Todoroki x Reader)

CW: Child abuse, physical abuse, injuries, bruising, slight spoilers for the anime, swearing, angst to fluff

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"Get up."

Endeavor sneered down at his son, kicking him in the stomach again.

"You must surpass All Might."

Across the city, flowers inked themselves across your stomach, revealing your soulmate trait.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

"Shut the fuck up!"

Your mother hissed at you, dragging you by your arm down the stairs.

"Your siblings are trying to sleep."

Hysterical, you sobbed and thrashed trying to escape.

"Mommy I'm sorry please I'll be quiet please just let me go back to bed-"

"I don't believe you."

She threw you into the small basement closet and locked the door.

"I'll be back when you're ready to be quiet."

Blossoms curled across Todoroki's shoulder and arm.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

"If I raise him now, it'll be bad-"

"Mommy?"

Todoroki asked, poking his head around the corner.

The kettle whistled.

Slowly turning, Rei Todoroki spotted her son, but all she could see was a bright turquoise eye.

Picking up the kettle, she slowly approached him.

"Mommy?"

He asked again, backing up, but not leaving.

He knew something was wrong, but despite the alarm bells ringing in his head he wanted to stay and help, because he loved her.

And he continued to love her even after the searing pain of the boiling water.

Even after she scarred him, he continued to love her, because if he didn't, he wouldn't have anyone to consider a parent.

For months a red flower remained inked over your left eye.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

"Stay in your room until I come get you. How did I give birth to such an awful human being? How could you make your little brother cry. Stay here until I can stomach seeing you again."

Turning to leave, your mother was stopped when you flung your small body at her and clutched her leg.

"Mommy I'm so so sorry, I swear I'll be better! I didn't mean to make him cry! Please just give me another cha-"

You were cut off as your mother kicked you off her leg and stomped down on your chest before wordlessly turning and locking the door behind her.

You curled in on yourself, trying to remember how to breathe, your chest on fire.

A cluster of flowers in the shape of a slippered foot unfurled across Todoroki's sternum.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

For years and years, the only communication you had with your soulmate was flowers in the shape of bruises, the two of you sending them back and forth, back and forth.

Your soulmate trait made it so if either of you were injured, the other would have flowers inked across their body until the person who was injured healed.

The fates must have been in an ironic mood when they gave the two of you, two abused children living sad and loveless lives, that trait.

But at least it allowed you to recognize your soulmate immediately.

The first time you met Todoroki Shouto, you knew he was your soulmate. After all, the injury that caused his scar had been inked on your face for months, so of course you would recognize it.

After your first day at UA, you quietly asked if you could talk to him somewhere private.

Suspiciously he agreed, so the two of you walked to a park.

"I'm pretty sure you're my soulmate."

You blurted, wincing at how blunt you sounded.

He stared coldly at you.

"What makes you think that?"

You nervously explained your soulmate trait, and told him about the flower that had adorned your left eyes for several months when you were around six.

"Do you have a bruise on your right elbow?"

He asked impatiently.

"Right now-yes. Yeah I do."

He gave you a curt nod.

"Then we're probably soulmates. I have a flower on my right elbow right now."

You smiled at him shyly.

"Nice to meet you-"

He cut you off.

"I don't have time, or a need for a soulmate."

You stopped, not sure you heard him right.

"I don't need or want a soulmate. I have to work hard and surpass All Might. A relationship with you would just hold me back."

Tears crawled up your throat and burned the backs of your eyes.

"R-right! Of course! No I-I completely understand! I'll let you go on your way now. Sorry for wasting your time."

Turning you walked briskly away, not brave enough to look back or wait for a response.

Wiping your eyes on the sleeve of your blazer you took a deep breath.

It was okay. It made sense after all. He had seen all of the bruises and cuts and scrapes you worked so hard to hide from the public. Of course he wouldn't want you. It was obvious that your mother didn't, so why would he.

You were okay with this. You would have to be.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

"I would like to apologize and try to be friends."

You stared blankly at the dual-toned boy standing in front of you.

"...What?"

You asked, confused.

"Why."

After Todoroki had returned from his internship in Hosu, he had asked to meet you in the park where you talked the first time.

At first you had hesitated, but he seemed sincere, so you eventually agreed.

"After the Sports Festival, and my encounter with Stain, I realized that I've been a little..."

"Cold? Harsh? Unfeeling?"

You offered, a little peeved.

He winced.

"Yes...All of the above."

Then he squared his shoulders and bowed.

"I sincerely apologize for being so insensitive. I need to work some things out in myself before I'm ready to even consider a romantic relationship, however I would like to become friends with you and get to know you better."

You take a moment to process what he just said.

Hope bubbles in you, beautiful and bright. Maybe there was a future in which you could learn what it felt like to be loved.

"Stand up."

You said softly, fidgeting with your hair.

He straightened, looking into your eyes.

Was that...nervousness you detected?

"I forgive you. And...I would like to get to know you as well. So why don't we start over?"

He exhales in relief.

"That sounds perfect."

You smiled at him and introduced yourself.

He smiled back.

"It's nice to meet you. My name is Todoroki Shoto."

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Okay I really really really want to make a part two of this where they finally become a couple. Should I? Thanks for requesting this anon! I had a lot of fun writing it!

<3 Lee

[wriothesleysgf]

˚ ⊹ ₊˚ stay soft — eren jaeger + reader

minors dni with my blog · extremely self indulgent comfort, implied non verbal reader, signs of depressed reader, modern au.

as soon as eren entered your shared apartment, he knew that something was off. usually you'd be the one to call out to him, running into his arms to greet him if you weren't already preoccupied with something. instead he was the one to call you. the sniffled response sounded like it was coming from the living room, thus that's where his feet took him.

the sight made his usually cold heart split into two. you were curled up in the corner of the couch, lights dimmed and a disney movie playing on the tv. he recognized that not only were you wearing his hoodie (with the hood pulled over your head), but also that you had a death grip on what seemed to be his pillow and the plushie that he'd won for you on your second date.

"baby, 's everything okay?" he spoke softly, kicking his shoes off before slowly making his way over to you. he squatted down in order to be level with you, lifting a hand to push away stray hairs and carress your cheek.

you didn't really know how to respond, nor how to adequately explain what exactly was the matter. all you managed to do was sniffle again, blinking rapidly to push back the tears that threatened to spill.

"oh, princess," eren moved to sit next to you, encouraging you to crawl into his lap. you did precisely that, allowing him to put down your hood so that he could see your pretty face. "it's okay, 'm here now," he cooed. though you had abandoned his pillow, your hands still remained tight around your plushie as you buried your face in eren's chest.

"you don't have to say anything, baby, it's okay," he repeated, wrapping his arms around you. the man could sit like this for however long was necessary, whispering gentle words of encouragement and adoration.

when you finally peeked up at him, his smile was so genuine, and you could see the concern in his eyes. "you hungry, sweets?" he asked, "c'n order food, your choice,"

though you only nodded in response, the small smile that broke out on your previously despondent features reassured him a little that you were okay. not wanting to push you back into the state that he'd found you in, he reached into his back pocket and handed you his phone.

"do you want to have a shower with me, princess? 'll even put my sweater on the heater so it's nice and warm for you afterwards," he offered, knowing that when you got like this you struggled to take care of your most basic needs. "you can order first, nd then when we're done it will arrive, m'kay?"

you nodded again, tilting you head up to kiss eren's jaw as a wordless way of showing your gratitude. you then poked your hand out from your sleeve, placing it on the left side of his chest and tapping right where you knew his heart to be.

with a kiss to your forehead, he kept his reply short: "i love you too, darlin',"

[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N in an Apocalypse

part one

pairings: nishimura riki x reader

summary: you are in your school when the outbreak happened. lucky for you, your bestfriend ni-ki was there to protect and take care of you.

short background: before the outbreak happened, the spread of the infection happened when one of the student went to the science laboratory and got bitten by an infected animal.

THIS SERIES ARE INSPIRED BY THE SERIES: ALL OF US ARE DEAD.

warnings: blood, violence, mention of abuse and everything about a zombie apocalypse. not proof read. (let me know if i forgot something)

word count: 10k

important note📎: sorry if the style of updates changed. i will fix it once i get a chance.

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"That's Ni-ki! Bye, Dad!" you stood up right away from your seat while trying to fit as much food that you can take inside your mouth.

"W-Wait. Aren't you going to finish your breakfast first?" your father followed and watched your every move.

With mouth full of food, you quickly went around gathering your things and fixing yourself. You're in the middle of eating your breakfast with your Dad when you heard the doorbell rang. You are very much sure that its your best-friend, Ni-ki.

"Slow down, y/n!" you even heard your father reminded you while you stumble your way over to the your door.

You glanced at him smiling so wide before you waved as good-bye then pushed the door open using your body.

Ni-ki, whose leaning by the balcony of your apartment building glanced at you and smirked seeing your cheeks stuffed with food. He turned his back at the balcony to face you while grinning, ready to tease you already.

"Hurry up, slow poke." he teased that made you turn your head at his direction.

"You're so annoying!" your words came out as a mumble because your mouth is still full of food.

Ni-ki laughs at you before walking closer, smoothly pulling out his tumbler out from his bag to hand it over to you. With confused eyes you glanced at it then back at him. He rolled his eyes and opened it for you.

"Drink. I can't understand anything you're saying."

You were glaring at him but accepted his offer. He just scoffed because of your attitude and watched carefully as you take a sip from his tumbler. He sighed and you blushed a bit when he noticed how his stares remained at you.

While you're still at it, Ni-ki gently grabs your things to carry them himself.

You two grew up together and so you basically know him his whole life. He's your best friend but you secretly have feelings for him. Sometimes, you give hints to him but you don't know if he's ignoring it or he's just really dense. You also doubt if he likes you because he often tease you and treat you like you're not a girl.

"Yah, I told you to wake up early last night, didn't I?" he said and was looking at you with squinted eyes.

You flashed him a sweet smile, guilty that you did stayed up late, the main reason why you couldn't wake up early to prepare for school. After successfully swallowing the food inside your mouth, you asked Ni-ki to turn around so you can put his tumbler back inside. He obliged and he started discussing something about this new game he's obsessing about.

Your mornings with Ni-ki starts with him picking you up here at your home then the two of you will walk your way to school. Its been your routine ever since and honestly you cherish this moments with him.

"By the way, you're coming later right?" he asked you suddenly and even stopped from walking that made you bumped into him.

You grunted and massaged your forehead. Ni-ki chuckled at your clumsiness and so you shoot him glares. "You're so stupid. Come here." he was still chuckling while he gently grabs your arm to put you ahead of him where he can perfectly see you.

"How many times would I tell you to always walk ahead of me?"

You rolled your eyes, "Where are you going later?" you divert the topic right away because its too early for his scolding.

Ni-ki raised a brow at you before smoothly throwing his arm around your shoulder, "You mean 'where are we going later, right?" he emphasized the word 'we' for you to get the idea that he'll bring you with him no matter what.

You gave him this displeased look before crossing your arm, "Why bother asking if you already made your decision for me?"

He glanced at you with a smirk before shrugging his shoulders once.

"To piss you off."

You showed a blank face before hitting him by your elbow. He lets out a grunt but didn't let go from you, instead he leaned closer and even gave you his weight. Now, Ni-ki is very tall and so it wasn't a surprise that it gave you a hard time.

"Yah! You're heavy!" you scold him and even swat his chest. He grunted once again and even before you can say something, he leaned to your arm then slightly bite it making you yelp in surprise.

"Nishimura Riki!" you shouted his name while staring at his tall figure running away from you. He was giggling and even showing you these mischievous facial expressions to piss you even more.

He always resort to biting you whenever you two get into your playful fights.

As you arrived inside your building, you saw a familiar built and quickly approached it with a big wide smile. You held them in a headlock position that made him surprised.

"Good morning, Sunoo!" you greeted happily.

You felt him grab your arm and using his other free hand, he gently held your waist for support.

"Yah, let go of me." he said with a threatening voice. You laughed at it, not taking it seriously.

You've known him ever since first grade because he's good friends with Ni-ki. Even if he looks kind of intimidating when he's serious, that didn't stop you from teasing him. Out of all their group of friends, Sunoo is the one closest to you after Ni-ki.

You obliged after he started tickling you. While laughing and avoiding him, you accidentally bumped towards someone. When you checked who it was, a smirk made its way on your lips and got him on headlock instead.

"Who said you can leave me back there after biting me, huh?" you asked right away.

You felt Ni-ki's hand holding your waist and unlike when Sunoo did it, you felt something inside your stomach went crazy after his affection. You gulped and tried your best not to look obvious.

Ni-ki on the other hand wasn't as playful as before you guys arrived at the school. His eyes were looking at his Sunoo hyung like as if he did something terrible. You didn't make a big deal out of it.

"Are you even a girl?" Sunoo teased you that made you glare at him. He smirked and your hold over Ni-ki loosen because you started approaching Sunoo to attack him.

Sunoo laughed and was so ready to shield himself from your wrath when you're held back by an arm around your shoulder. It was Ni-ki's.

"Let's go before the bell ring at us." he said and started pulling you in the direction of your classroom. Sunoo followed behind because he's in the same class. You two continued arguing and Ni-ki was just there trying to stood between you two. He sometimes covers your mouth using his big hands that annoy you at some point.

You greeted your classmates inside like as if you didn't just argued with Sunoo and Ni-ki along the way. Some of them smiled. You walked towards your seat which is beside Ni-ki's. He put your things at the top of your table and sat down at his place.

You pouted when you saw him leaning over his table, in a sleeping position. You dragged your chair closer to him, "Hey." you poked him lightly and you pursed your lips even more when you didn't get any response from him.

"Are you sleepy?"

"No."

"Then why are you like that?" you asked and leaned closer to him so you can hear if ever he says something.

He didn't respond right away. Thinking that maybe he's slowly drifting to dreamland, you leaned your face closer.

"Riki?" you called him gently just in case he already fell asleep.

You raised your hand and pushed it near his head, but then the young boy suddenly turned and faced you. He caught you off-guard as you just suddenly found yourself face to face with him. Very close, like your nose touching his nose kind of close.

Unlike you, he doesn't seem fazed about your closure. With enlarged eyes, you were about to move your face away when he reached over your nape and stopped you. He gently pulled you, making your foreheads touch.

"You're so loud." he said using his low voice.

Your mouth gapped and unable to find words to say. You can feel your heart beating so fast and your cheeks blushing so hard. The thing inside your stomach were going mad crazy, like something wants to come out from it.

His eyes were staring at yours deeply and for some reasons, you do it as well. You've always admired Ni-ki's eyes. How they became a thin line whenever he's laughing genuinely or even when they're cold and blank while he's bored or sleepy. Regardless of his emotions, they seem to be very attractive for you.

Finally snapping back to your senses, you used your hand to cover his face and slowly release yourself from his hold. Like a speed of lightning, you quickly moved your chair away from him. Once you let go of his face, his eyes never left you. A smirk plays through his thick lips while still keeping his position. He stared and watch how you looked so flustered because of his actions. He enjoyed it.

He enjoyed it so much and the fact that only him can make you like that makes it even more amazing.

The day went on like normal day. Teachers discussing their lessons, your small petty arguments with Ni-ki althrough out of it and some bonding with your classmates and friends. It was pretty much how you spent your school days.

When lunch came, you, together with some of Ni-ki's friends went to the cafeteria. Eyes follows your group as you made your way over to an empty table. You ignored them and tried to convince yourself that its just normal for them to stare, specially if this group is composed with almost the school's/campus' crush/es.

Yes, your best friend is one of them. You always playfully gags whenever he's being smug about it, but at the back of your mind, you couldn't actually blame them for liking him.

He's very attractive. He have good body proportions, good-looking, from a wealthy family, tall and sporty. He just lacks a bit more from academics side since he's very lazy, but he makes up for it. The girls in your school clearly digs his bad boy and misterious aura.

You pulled a chair and was about to sit on it when Ni-ki beats you into it. You glared at him that he only returned with a sly smile and followed it with a, "Oh how thoughtful of you, y/n. You're really the bestest friend in the world."

You didn't waste any time and hit him at the back of his head then cursed at him. He was just laughing with it, enjoying that he once again accomplished his mission and that is to piss you off.

Sunoo arrived next to you and pulled a chair for you, "Here, sit down." he said with a smile before settling down at the next chair.

You pouted at his kind gesture and was about to oblig when Ni-ki suddenly pulled you away from it. With a confused and still annoyed face, you glared at him. He sat down at the chair Sunoo pulled for you then made you sit down at the chair next to it. (which is the one you pulled a while ago)

You had no choice but to sat down at that chair. Ni-ki have this victory smirk while you look sulky because of him. Now he's sitting between you and Sunoo.

"You two are so childish." you even heard Sunoo commented.

"Shut up hyung." Ni-ki replied before asking you what you want for lunch and volunteered to buy food for the two of you.

The next day, you surprisingly prepared ahead and managed to wait for him right outside your apartment door. To say that he looked amused for you being early was an understatement. He put his hand over his lips and slowly walked closer to you.

You smiled proudly at him and even jokingly looked at your watch, "Tsk. Hurry up slow poke."

Ni-ki laughed at your remark and was quick to put you in a headlock.

"Did you even sleep? You are too early, y/n. I almost thought you aren't my best friend."

You glared at him and elbowed him. He grunted jokingly. When you arrived outside the apartment building, Ni-ki pushed his fist out indicating another war to start between the two of you. With a smirk, you prepared yourself for the battle.

"Rock, paper, scissors!" you both yelled. It was a tradition between you to do this and the loser will be the one to carry your bags up until the school.

Your smiling lips slowly grew into a pout when you saw Ni-ki showing his fist at you meaning you once again lost to him. He gave you his bag as he smirked annoyingly at you. While gritting your teeth, you kicked him causing for him to let out a groan. You ignored it and walked pass at him.

When you arrived inside the school, Ni-ki run away from you when he saw some friends that greeted him from afar. You think they're the ones who plays videogames with him.

Since you aren't pretty familiar to them, you decided you'll walk ahead and won't wait for Ni-ki anymore.

Even before you can start to walk the stairs to the second floor, someone stood in front of you.

"Hi," the guy greeted.

You looked at him with a furrowed brows. He's the guy from yesterday. The one in Nicholas' team. He kept his smile despite of your unfriendly expression.

"Sorry if I made you uncomfy yesterday." he started again.

The crease over your forehead slowly disappeared when you slowly felt like he meant no harm.

"It's okay." you answered back.

He looked excited after getting a response from you. He kept his smile and extended his hand towards you.

"I'm (random name) btw." he introduced.

You looked at his hand first before you gazing back at him. After letting out a sigh, you were about to accept it when a hand swat it away from you. Even before you knew it, Ni-ki's familiar wide back was now your view.

"Didn't I told you to fuck off yesterday?" he seriously said.

The guy didn't seem to be fazed about him and retrieved his hand to put it inside his pocket. He smirked at Ni-ki.

"I was just introducing myself to y/n." there's a hint of teasing on his tone. Ni-ki advances and was about to talk again but you beat him to it.

You held over his arm, "Ni-ki." you called him using your warning tone.

It isn't really good to let him be since obviously, he's pissed and he won't hesitate to throw punch anytime now. That would be a big mess and he will be in great trouble so as his bestfriend, you are keeping him from getting involve.

They both looked at your direction. You stared at Ni-ki for a while before you darted your piercing gaze at the guy in front. He looked curious as he smiled at you.

You stepped forward and sighed, "Stop pissing him off. It would be better for you to avoid me. It would spare you two from getting in trouble."

You didn't wait for him to talk anymore and just pulled Ni-ki towards your classroom. It was his turn to smirk at the guy that clearly pissed him off.

After walking away, he gently pulled away from hold then get both of your things from you so he can carry it himself. When you looked over your shoulder, you saw this smile at his face.

"Why are you smiling?" you asked, curious.

He shrugged his shoulders, "Do you want some banana milk? I'll treat you." he suddenly offered that quickly brighten your mood.

"Sure!" he chuckled and pinched your nose before you two head over your room to put your bag down first.

You two were teasing each other after he treats you and now on your way back to the class. He hissed after you hit his back because he just messed your hair. It was a normal scene between the two of you.

When you arrived the room, your homeroom teacher appeared and entered the class. She asked everyone to take their sit to their respective places. Ni-ki was still teasing you that you only returned with a scoff.

She called everyone one by one to check the attendance and announced that one of your classmates didn't go home yesterday. You pouted and looked at Ni-ki. He was drinking his banana milk while listening to the teacher.

"Ni-ki." you tried calling him.

When he didn't look at you, you kicked his table causing him to finally spare you a glance.

"Didn't we saw Hana yesterday at the science lab?" you whispered at him.

He pursed his lips and furrowed his brows, like as if trying to recall his memories. He nodded his head after remembering that you guys saw her coming back to the science lab to take a nap. It was after you checked the lab to help Heeseung.

You all thought it was nothing. That Hana just went somewhere without telling her parents or maybe she's probably on her way home now. But all that changed when you saw how she slowly walked inside the room, covered in her own blood. Bruises all over her body.

You blinked continuously, couldn't really believe what you're seeing at the moment. You can see most of your classmates standing up to get a better view, some to avoid seeing it at a near position. Panic, worry and confusion filled the whole class. You saw how your homeroom teacher was completely caught off guard as well.

Ni-ki stood up and went closer to you. He held your arm and slightly blocked the view of Hana from you. You didn't even realized that you are standing as well. Hana collapsed after saying that the one responsible to what happened to her was your science teacher.

"Hey," Ni-ki turned and face you. He saw that you are still eyeing Hana's direction.

He cursed lightly and cupped your face to make you look at him in the eyes. Ni-ki doesn't know what exactly to feel after seeing how terrified you look. This was the first time he saw you like this.

"Don't look, okay?" he tried to divert your attention as everybody else panics because of what’s happening to Hana.

The boys quickly offered to help and take her to the clinic together with your teacher. She then left and asked everyone to calm down and to not say a word about it.

"Yah! Did you see her face?!" your eyes gazed at your classmates when she talked to her friend, a few tables away from where you are sitted.

"She said it was our science teacher!"

Your mind started to be occupied about the bothering things about your science teacher that your friends were talking about just last night.

"Y/n." Ni-ki lightly taps your face to catch your attention. He's starting to get really worried of you.

You glanced at him, still shock from what you just witnessed.

"Hana... she said it was the science t-teacher." you managed to say.

Ni-ki pursed his lips, starting to get frustrated how these things are affecting you. He glanced at his side when his Sunoo hyung handed him a bottled water.

"Make her drink some and calm her down. I will go and check what's going on through Jungwon." he said and Ni-ki nodded his head.

"Here," Ni-ki made you sit down to his chair before opening the water for you.

He grabbed your chair and dragged it closer to you. He made you take a sip and you are too occupied to even say no. After taking a sip and finally calming down a bit, Ni-ki assured you that it must have been just a misunderstanding so you don't have to be really worried.

Soon after, your advicer, Jungwon and Sunghoon returned. They said that Hana was taken to the hospital to get treated. Somehow, it made you felt relief. But the unsettled thing about your science teacher still lingers at the back of your mind. Is he really the one behind what happened to Hana?

“Just try and confess to him, y/n.” your eyes darted over to Kim Sunoo as you stood in front of him.

If there's somebody else who knows about your feelings for your best friend, its him.

"And then what? Lose my friendship with him? No thanks!" you said.

He chuckled, "Or he can return your feelings." he said that made you pout even more.

"Yah Kim Sunoo don't raise my hopes up." you said that made him chuckle and mess your hair up.

"You look cute when you're pissed like that." he said and you were about to swat his hand away but someone did it for you. Ni-ki have this serious face as he wrap his arm around your shoulder while eyeing his friend.

Sunoo can't help but to smirk at the reaction of his friend. How come you never notice this possessive actions of him whenever another guy lurks around you. He then flashed Ni-ki his sweet innocent smile that the younger one ignored.

"Uhh, do you guys want ice cream?" you interrupted when you felt this sudden awkward atmosphere surrounding the three of you.

Sunoo was the first one to respond to you, he flashed this sweet smile and was about to throw his arm over your shoulder but Ni-ki beats him to it.

"Let's go. Your treat." he said that made you frown and complain.

Sunoo's arm was still hanging at thin air, but he lets out a chuckle before following the two of you. Eventually, it went back to normal and you two were back to bickering nonstop. The three of you decided that it would be best to enjoy your ice cream by the benches beside the school field.

You were busy bickering with Ni-ki when you noticed one student running like a wild animal. It's not just that, he have these weird red stains all over his white uniform. Another one suddenly jumped over him and soon a lot more followed behind. All of them were acting strange.

"What are they doing?" you suddenly asked.

Ni-ki's smirk fell and followed where you're looking at. His brows slowly furrowed at the sight of students running around, attacking someone. His moved even before his brain can command it. He took a step closer to you as he hold your arm, pulling them to gently place you behind him.

"What the.." Ni-ki uttered under his breath as he watch how one student hovered another and attacked them.

Confusion and fear can be seen through his face. He can't understand what he's seeing right now. All he knows is that its dangerous and that he needs to protect you. You look beyond terrified at the scene in front of you. Its like from a popular movie.

Ni-ki's eyes diverted to a flock of students running towards the field. He gulped and nervously stared at them.

"Hyung..." he called the attention of the older one who seemed to be as confused and as scared at him.

"We need to go." he stated and just in time, they saw one running towards them.

Ni-ki cursed as you scream in fear. The student no longer look like one. Its eyes were all white, the black part almost nowhere to be seen. He have this bite marks all over his body and his uniform covered in fresh blood.

"Stay close to me." Ni-ki whispered and the three of you started running off towards your building.

Along the way, you saw a lot of other students running around and attacking each other. It was chaotic and you don't know what's happening anymore. You're a mess too.

The entrance to your building was a bit packed with students as well. Just by the looks of it, it was obvious that you will have a hard time getting inside and going to your classroom. You got more teary as you watch students falling out from the windows of your building. Ni-ki tried to ask you not to look at them.

You then let out a scream when one tried to attack you. Ni-ki held your waist and pulled you beside him then kicked that student off. He cupped your face, catching your gaze.

"You all right?" he asked that you answered with a quick nod of your head.

The three of you headed towards the stairs and Sunoo was behind making sure none of them follows behind to sneak up on you. Before you can arrive at the next floor, a couple of infected students run down to meet you. They were pretty aggressive so they're hard to hold off.

Sunoo was down over the stairs but Ni-ki was quick to help him. He pulled that infected away from his hyung and pushed him off the stairs. After he helped his hyung to get up, another set of students arrived causing for you two to be left with no choice but to go downstairs and run back outside the building.

Ni-ki was holding your hand tightly, continuously muttered comforting words, assuring you that he's right there and that he won't leave you alone. You're mind is slowly going blank out of fear, but you do trust him with all your life.

As you arrived outside, it was very chaotic. Students, teachers and even workers of the school scattered around chasing each other. Ni-ki and you walked around the building trying to find a way through.

"Watch out!" you screamed when you suddenly saw a truck going your way.

Ni-ki moved back to ditch it and you saw how it suddenly hit the side wall of the building. He glanced at you and asked if you were okay and you nodded again. You scanned him, trying to make sure he's okay as well.

He glanced back at the truck and his eyes then saw that there's a way you can go if you climb over it. He quickly pulled you towards it, avoiding some of the infected trying to go after you two.

You have no clue what his plan is, all you know is that you trust Ni-ki. You know he will protect you no matter what.

He helped you climb up to the back of the truck and you two head towards the front to use it as your step to climb at the small terrace of the second floor.

"Slowly." he whispered as he leaned over the wall and gave you his knee to step on.

He lets go of your hand and held your waist as support. After you make it, you quickly glanced at Ni-ki to check if he's coming. You panicked a bit seeing some of the infected students running his way.

Smoothly, he climbed up and you hugged him tightly. He taps your head gently trying to catch his breath after the stunt he just pulled. Both of you head inside and made sure to lock the door.

"Hyung!" your head turned after Ni-ki said that and you can't explain how happy you felt seeing Sunoo again.

You hugged him and he smiled a little.

"Let's head to our classroom. I'm sure they're inside." and the three of you hurry.

Just like how Sunoo said it, your classmates were inside. They're as terrified as you.

"Its one of those..." Ni-ki said that caught everyone's attention. "...zombies." your eyes remained at him. You heard one of your classmates lets out a scoff like what he just said is the most funny thing he heard today.

"You watched too many movies, Nishimura."

Ni-ki's jaw clenches and you know he's pissed off. He was about to say something but you held his arm to catch his attention. You shook your head side to side, telling him to just let it slide.

Even before he can speak, one of your classmates talked.

"Ni-ki's right. Come to think of it! They bite other people and then they become aggressive as well." the whole class fell silent after the smartest guy in the room said that.

Mixed of reactions can be heard. Some still don't believe it and some were starting to be even more scared. Who won't be? These things are only seen in the movies. They're not beaten and mostly ended with no definite solution. The things and actions you've seen in movies may be only possible in front of a camera and in films.

Nobody knows what will happen next.

Ni-ki moved closer to you and held both of your arm, catching your attention. His eyes were scanning you before they looked at yours.

"Are you okay?" his eyes looked so worried.

You nodded and brushed his hair, fixing it a bit. "Yeah. You?" you asked gently.

He nodded his head.

"Thank you for looking out on me."

He smiled a little, "Of course. I will always protect you.” he said and caressed your hair softly.

The whole class was as confused as you. Despite the theory the smartest guy said a while ago, some refused to believe it. You couldn’t really blame them as those scenes only happens in movie. For all of you, that is very impossible to happen.

“Everyone,” your head snaps at Jungwon, the class president, when he raised his hand as he catch the attention of your classmates. “we need to search every bag to find a phone.” he added.

You were ready to do as he say, but you heard (sh’s y/n) going against him that caused yet another argument. It was nothing new to you. She’s always been like that. Maybe because she’s wealthy and she gets everything she wants made her like this. You rolled your eyes and grabbed the bag near you to start searching.

Ni-ki followed after you, watching you from time to time. Some of your classmates are still arguing, but joined the search later on. After searching carefully, your heads snapped at the side when one announced that they found one.

A small hope errupts from your chest as relief slowly crept over your system. Just by knowing you succeeded on finding one to contact help from outside already gave you hope.

Now they all panics on how to open it. Stress were slowly emerging at the thought that you won’t be able to open it because it needs a password. And to your bad luck, the owner of the phone is not with you guys.

“There she is. Give me the phone.” Ni-ki said and grabbed the phone to give it a try.

He approached closer the door and placed it in front to access the face i.d lock. He is struggling so much.

“You need to move closer.” Sunghoon told Ni-ki that be quickly obliged. He tried moving closer but it’s still not working.

You sighed and slowly approached him. “You don’t need to unlock when calling an emergency number.” you informed him that made him pull away from where he is then started dialling number.

You watch him while he talked and informed the authorities about the situation. Not long after, you got surprised when you heard him cursing beside you.

“What did they said?” Jungwon asked.

You held over his arm and looked at him worried. He seemed so pissed about what’s happening.

“They didn’t believe me. They said if I’m pulling a prank on them, they’ll know who am I and I’ll get to serious trouble.” he said.

He clenched his jaw as he puts his hand down, the one holding the phone. You sighed and gently grabbed it from him.

“Let me try and call Dad.” you said and he nodded before standing behind you while he watch silently.

“The number you have dialed...” you bit your lower lip before cursing lightly at what you heard.

You tried dialling again and Ni-ki left because Jungwon calls for him to talk about something. You tried again and again, but its still the same. You cannot contact your father. Your heart sank as your mind slowly went blank. Fear is slowly consuming you, the fact that your father is not answering his phone which is rarely happens while all of this is happening is bothering.

“Hey,” your head snapped at your side when you felt his hand gently held your elbow to make you face him.

“You all right?” his brows twisted in a worried expression as he slowly roam his eyes over your face.

“I c-can’t contact my Dad.” you sound so worried.

Ni-ki pursed his lips before gently placing what he was holding over the table beside him. He sighed and gently cupped your face then stared you straight at your eyes.

“I’m sure he’s fine. Don’t worry too much, okay?” he tried comforting you.

Slowly you started to calm down then he asked you to keep the phone so you put it inside one of the pockets of your jacket. Ni-ki really know how to take care of you and how to calm you down at these type of situation.

You nodded. He gave you a small smile before caressing your cheeks using his thumb, then lets go to go get the one he put the table beside you.

“Here, wear this.” your eyes dropped at the p.e pants that he was handing you.

“Is this yours?” you asked him.

“Yeah. It’s clean so don’t worry.” he said with a smirk.

You furrowed your brows, “I d-didn’t said anything!” you defended and he just chuckled before trying to put it on.

“Wear it so it won’t be hard to move around.” he explains and you can’t help but to feel more worried.

You lift your gaze from the pants to his eyes that were already darted at you. “You think help won’t come soon?” your tone sounded hopeless, like you’ve already read what’s inside Ni-ki's mind.

He pursed his lips and tried to smile, “I’m sure help will come. Just wear that so you won’t be uncomfy.” he said and you’re left with no choice but to do as he say.

Your attention then darted over to the infected students outside the room when they started running towards somewhere. Some of your curious boy classmates walked towards the door and windows to get a clearer view.

“Where are they going?” you muttered curiously as your feet moved before your brain could even process it. After three steps, you were stopped by a hand holding your arm.

It was Ni-ki. “Don’t go near the door and windows.” he said with a creased forehead.

You pouted then nodded. He asked you to sit down and he went towards the door where some of his friends are. It seems like they’re checking what’s going on as well.

“They’re running off the hallway!” one announced.

It made you stand up having a little hope that you’ll be safer without any of them near your classroom. But then some of your classmates started to argue once again due to disagreement. One was asking Jungwon to take action while one defended him that its too dangerous and him being the president is not an enough reason for him to risk his life.

You silently agreed with (jw’s y/n). Ni-ki sighed and clicked his tongue at the side of his cheeks while watching the scene from beside you.

“Look at her running her mouth once again.” he commented before putting his hand inside his pocket.

You looked at him and swat him over his chest. “She's just scared.”

Yes, you don’t agree at what she’s saying and how she’s acting right now, but you also understand that she’s just scared. You can see how anxious, worried and scared she is. She’s covering all that up by this brat girl facade of her.

“Aren’t we all?” he fired back at you and then he lets out another sigh before glancing back at the commotion. “Just admit it. She’s just spoiled rotten.” he added.

You stood closer to him and even covered his sight from the scene. Now his bored looking eyes darted at you and suddenly they seemed more attentive.

“Stop it. She’s just scared, Ni-ki.”

It seemed like you’ve almost convinced him that you were right until he blinked and glanced away. He scoffed, “I-I’m just being honest. I don’t even know why hyung liked her.” he mumbled, now a little lower to avoid being scolded by you.

You rolled your eyes at him and looked back at them. Now, Sunghoon’s holding off one of your classmate from advancing towards (sh’s y/n). She said something offensive towards him that quickly pissed him off. Everyone’s a mess right now. A lot is going on and that’s why probably most of you are sensitive at the moments. Arguing should be the least you guys should be doing.

While they’re busy arguing, the door was left unattended that result from someone freely entering your classroom. It was your p.e teacher. At first, the sight of him gave you relief that finally there’s an adult that can help and supervise, but you started getting this uneasy feeling about him.

He broke the silence and avoided the questions of your classmates by telling everyone to help him make barricades over the doors of the room. Most of them followed him right away while you stood there, staring at him with suspicious eyes.

You tried to shrug it off and convince yourself that you’re probably just overthinking things due to all these chaos around you. So you forced yourself to move and help. Before you can even lift one of the chairs, a hand stopped you from doing so.

“Why?” you asked Ni-ki whose busy looking at the teacher.

He glanced at you then smiled a little, tho you noticed how he’s hiding something. ‘Does he find the teacher suspicious too?’

He grabbed the chair, “Go stand beside (sn's y/n). We’ll take care of this.” he said and didn’t even wait for what you’re going to say.

You were left with no choice but to stand close to (sn's y/n) while watching your p.e teacher.

“H-Hey.” she called you softly. You turned your head even tho you’re still bothered and gave her your attention. Its not always she makes a first move to interact with someone, you have to assure her that she’s doing well.

“Are you okay?” she asked. She maybe noticed how you seemed so bothered over your teacher.

You answered a short ‘Yeah.’ because you’re contemplating whether to tell her about your thoughts or nah. You don’t want her to panic or to be scared, but at the end you wanted her to know. After-all, you have a feeling that she will be close to you from now on.

“Don’t you think he’s a little suspicious?” and even glanced back at your teacher.

“I d-don’t know. Aren't you happy that we finally have an adult with us?” seh continuously stated.

You pursed your lips and realized she’s right. Maybe you’re really just overthinking or maybe she’s just too naive and nice to notice? You sighed and tried to smile a little just for her to feel better.

“You’re right.”

But right after those words left your lips, you heard one of your classmates screamed.

“Sir, your arm!” she shouted that made you snap your head to the direction of your teacher, your eyes quickly scanned his arms.

Your heart fell at the sight of a fresh wound. It was obvious that it came from a bite. Everyone panicked as they all started screaming towards your teacher. They all pressured him to leave the room. He’s obviously still at the right state of his mind unlike the other bitten people around you, but you know its just a matter of time before he turned like them.

You stepped closer towards (sn’s y/n) holding her by her arm while still watching your teacher. Ni-ki slowly walks his way closer to where you are. He cursed while staring at your p.e teacher. He knew something was off with him the moment he set foot here in the classroom.

His eyes quickly looked at the two doors that will serve your only escape the moment he went crazy. The door to the left was completely blocked by chairs already. Thankfully, the other one have only a few stacks of chairs over it. He’s sure the boys can easily knock over it in case you guys need to leave this place.

His eyes looked at you, making sure you’re beyond his reach if ever it started to become chaotic. His heart was racing crazy because of fear and worry.

“You should leave, sir.” (jw's y/n) insisted and you can’t help but to admire her bravery. Jungwon was quick to stand beside her, making sure she’s near him.

“What did you say?” he looked offended at what she just said. That didn’t stopped her from backing down, instead she took a nother step towards him.

“I said you should leave this room, Sir!” she shouted. Jungwon grabbed her and placed her behind him right away as the teacher started to shout curses towards her in anger.

“How dare you talk to your teacher like that?!” he asked aggressively as he approached closer, but stopped when his nose started bleed.

Your mouth gapped at the sight of it. He blinked, completely flushed at what's currently happening to him. You can feel your heart beating so fast in fear. It was too late before you can process what you’re about to do.

You let go from holding (sn’s y/n)’s arms and stepped closer to your teacher hitting him at the back of his head. Ni-ki was still surprised at the terrifying scene of your teacher’s nose bleeding out that he failed to stop you from doing that.

Once he saw you hitting him, he quickly grabbed and put you behind him not minding that he will put himself in danger in exchange of you.

“You bitch!” your teacher screamed in anger but even before he can step closer he collapsed over the floor.

Everybody fell silent. None of your were able to say anything. Moments later, he started moving in a very odd way. It was the same movements those students make whenever they’re bitten by the infected ones.

“Quick, open the door!” Jungwon shouted and the boys took action right away while the girls screamed and cries.

One even pushed you out of fear causing you to fall over the floor. Even before you knew it, a pair of strong arms helped you to get back on your feet, cupping your face to look at him instead of the chaotic scene.

“Hey, snap out of it. I need you to be aware of your surroundings.” he said calmly despite the worry and fear over his eyes.

You blinked, tears starting to form at the corner of your eyes. “I m-made him like that...”

He pursed his lips and quickly shakes his head side to side, “No, baby. You didn’t.” he said using his softest tone. He sighed and leaned closer, making sure you two are eye to eye.

“Please stay alert for me, okay? I’ll be just here to protect you.” he mumbled that slowly calmed you down.

“Ni-ki!” both of your heads snapped over to the side when you heard his friend calls for him to help.

You grabbed over (sn’s y/n) and run outside the room while the boys tries to hold your teacher back. (jw's y/n), her friend and (sh’s y/n) were the one in front together with Heeseung and Jay.

A group of biters suddenly appeared in front and the girls ahead of you fell out of surprise causing a domino effect together with you. You grunted in pain.

Ni-ki looked over his shoulder when he heard the screams and cursed when he saw you down on the floor. He kicked your teacher hard back inside the room and closed it before jogging his way at your direction.

“You good?” he asked worried. You nodded and silently scanned him as well.

“Yes, you?”

He licked his lower lip, “I'm good. Don’t worry about me.”

You didn’t answer that because you know you’ll always worry for him. Your head snapped over to the side when you heard Sunoo calling your name.

“Y/n, please stick with (sn’s y/n).” he asked and you nodded your head holding her arm.

You were asked to go at the next floor towards the science lab. It was a total chaos on the way since you were surrounded by infected students. The boys even split up having some up front while some stayed behind, making sure none will attack from behind. Ni-ki’s one of them.

You’ll be honest, you wanted to ask him to just stay behind you but you know he’ll refuse to do that. And besides, he will surely be a big help since he’s very athletic and strong. Him and Jungwon were the ones at the end.

The only help you can do is to not be weakling and do things as told as possible. So when the boys asked the girls to stay between them and help push the biters off, you focused and tried so hard to help. You’re too confident that Ni-ki were there in your circle since you saw Jungwon joining a while ago. The two of them were together by the stairs.

The science lab was locked and you almost lose hope, but thankfully one of you find a solution and cracked it open just in time before those infected happen to attack you.

Once inside, all of you checked and made sure you can be safe in that place in the mean time. While everyone were busy catching their breaths and calming themselves down, your mind were slowly going blank of thoughts. You can feel your body aching due to countless bumping and falling down everywhere. Your knees were even shaking.

“Give me the phone, I’ll call someone.” your head snaps over to (sh’s y/n) when she approached and laid her hands in front of you.

You stood straightly and started going through your pockets searching for the phone Ni-ki handed you a while ago. Your heart fell and your brows hardly furrowed when you couldn’t find it anywhere.

Suddenly, a faint memory of something hitting your feet a while ago while you fight with the infected flashes back to your mind. You’re not that sure, but you think it was the phone that hit your feet. You were just too busy that time to even care.

Your eyes lift towards (sh’s y/n) whose now looking at you dangerously. It seems like she already have a clue of what happened, but still waits for you to tell her yourself.

“I l-lost it. I must have dropped it—” she didn’t even let you finish your sentence as she quickly attacked you with her wrath.

“You lost it?! How could you!” she shouted right at you and you couldn’t do anything, but to lower your head feeling really sorry.

You felt someone stood in front of you and you are sure it was Sunoo. Sunghoon went close to (sh’s y/n) as well to try and hold her back from coming at you.

You stayed silent despite of her talking bad about you. She has the right to. You are stupid and careless for losing the only thing you can use to get some help. Ni-ki entrusted that phone to you— Ni-ki...

Your head quickly scanned the whole room and your heart fell when you couldn’t see any sign of him.

“W-Wait, where is Ni-ki?!” you shouted, the question directed to no one. You didn’t care if your voice sounded too loud or if it startled anyone, you are starting to lose your sane.

Your heart ached and tears started to form your eyes at the thought of losing him. With heavy steps you approached Jungwon, Sunoo following you behind holding you by your arm to support you.

“Where is he, Jungwon? You two were together, right? He was with you.” your eyes looked at him with hopes of hearing something good from him.

You saw something flashes through his eyes that you quickly dismissed as you watch him approach closer.

“He asked me to go first and promised that he will follow.” he answered that made your shoulder fell.

Tears streamed down your eyes as you felt your knees losing its strength. Sunoo and Jungwon attended to you right away, holding you. Sunoo asked Jungwon to rest and he assured that he will take care of you. He hesitated to leave you, but obliged as he realized you need space and time to process everything.

Everyone fell silent and you continued crying. You couldn’t think of anything else but Ni-ki. You tried hard to convince yourself that he is alright, that he’s somewhere safe, but you couldn’t help but worry for him. You don’t know what to feel at the moment. You knew you couldn’t lose him. Not him, you love him so much.

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another fic! this was commissioned by @yourfriendlyneighborhoodmeme, a long-time follower of my blog <3 if you'd like to commission me, i take [writing comms] and [art comms!]

pairing: yui kimura x reader x thalita lyra word count: 1,375 warnings: mild description of canon-typical violence, usage of they/them for reader summary: One night, after a trial, a discussion with your girls turns a bit serious.

You and Thalita walk towards the campfire, out of the dark, foggy forest and into the warm light. You beam when you notice Yui already sitting there, atop a log, waiting for both of you, pensively poking a stick into the little fire. Thalita calls for her attention, and she smiles and waves when she notices that it’s the two of you.

“Ah, come here, guys! I missed you two so much.” Yui ushers both of you over, and as soon as you two can, you both sit on the dirt near her and the warm fire. “You look like you took a beating. What happened out there tonight?” there was, of course, an undertone of concern; but mostly, Yui seemed proud of you. She always was.

“Nah—” you wave your hand, smiling sheepishly. “Nothing. Nothing that doesn’t happen all the time, anyways. Same old, same old.”

“They are so lying. You should’ve seen them out there!” Thalita playfully shoves your shoulder, grinning. “That killer had us both down, but unfortunately, went for them first. I was terrified, but they told me not to worry…” she nods her head towards you. “I didn’t see that they’d picked up a shard of glass. And neither did the killer. And when they picked them up, they stabbed it into their shoulder and got me back up and we took off!” she grabs your shoulders and rocks you around.

Yui stretches her arm out to tousle your head, the way a proud parent would. “Hell yes! See, I told you knowing that would come in handy.” she crinkles her nose, smiling all big. “I learned it from one of the other girls. I should teach you something else with the lockers.”

“Yui, you’ve always got good tips, but the lockers?” Thalita chuckles.

“No, seriously, it’s—”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think even this one could pull off a stunt like that with one of those.” Thalita nudges your arm with her elbow.

“Ah, Thali, let’s hear her out,” you bump Thalita’s shoulder with yours.

“Yeah! C’mon, I’ve got all the good tips, remember?” Yui stretches her foot over to Thalita and shakes it around.

“Wait a second! Wait a second—” Thalita snorts, swatting Yui’s sneaker away. “Be quiet for a second!” she waves her hand around a little, and looks around.

You and Yui both exchange a bewildered look before looking back at her, silently wondering what made her do that. She’s quiet, and turns her head back to face you two, eyes flickering between you, like a deer caught in headlights; almost like she’s expecting you two to catch onto whatever she heard or saw without an explanation from her.

You blink at her, and wait for the answer to come to you. You’re not sure it will, but she’s not saying anything. But that’s when you notice it — a subtle wave through her curly hair, and a coolness over your face. A breeze. You couldn’t remember the last time you felt a breeze. You had long thought anything purely natural didn’t exist here, and surely this wind was fabricated, too, but— it was nice. For once, for one shining moment, everything felt real again.

“A breeze…” Yui observes, seeming just as surprised as you are. “Wowww. Really makes me miss being on my bike,” she smiles. “With the wind in my hair, blazing down the streets. The city lights were so beautiful at night.”

“The windy beaches in Brazil,” Thalita adds, folding her arms atop the log and resting her cheek on them. “Ah, I’d give anything to run through the sand with a kite behind me again. The wind in my hair, and Renato laughing so much he topples over…”

You smile warmly. You don’t have anything to add, but hearing your girlfriends reminisce about the good old times really lifts your spirits.

“Maybe one day we can get back there.” Yui suggests, looking at you, then at Thalita. “I mean…there just…has to be some way out of this place, right? We could find it and get everyone out of here. We could all go home.”

Thalita completely lights up. “That would be nice. I want everyone to be able to go home.” her smile is so sweet.

Your heart drops almost as quickly as it had risen. Your stomach twists, both the topic making you feel awful, and the fact that you feel awful about it. It makes them so happy, the idea that everyone could get out of here, that they could be the ones to break the seal, or even that it could be done at all…but it makes you feel sick. You pull your knees up to your chest and scratch the back of your neck, silently hoping they change the subject quickly.

Yui notices the change in your body language. She tilts her head to look at you, and reaches out to grasp your shoulder. “Hey…you okay?” her eyebrows furrow. “You miss your family back home?” she gives you a small, sympathetic smile.

You put your hand over hers. “I actually…don’t have anyone back home.” you admit, raking your eyes over the black dirt. “So I don’t think there’d be a reason for me to leave this place, really. I just—” suddenly, it all spills out, you just can’t stop yourself; “I was all alone before I came here, and I finally found my people and my purpose here, and— and it would be like losing everything I’ve ever had, if I…if I left.”

The girls both look at each other, eyes widening. Neither of them seem entirely sure how to react to your confession— their expressions tell you that what you said was likely the very last thing they expected to come out of your mouth. But it was all the truth. And they knew that, of course.

Every organ in your body descends to the bottom. You totally killed the mood. Maybe you should’ve pretended you had family and friends and a job you loved and hobbies that made you happy back where you came from, so that they would still be happy. You shouldn’t have—

Without a word, Thalita springs forward and pulls you into a bear hug, leaning her head into the crook of your neck. As if on cue, Yui shuffles off the log and wraps her arms around your middle, pressing her cheek against the back of your neck. You knew they both loved you deeply, but these actions still caught you by surprise, somehow. In an instant, you felt overwhelmed by their shared love for you; like suddenly, everything was okay.

“I had no idea,” Yui says softly, nudging her temple against your spine.

“You should’ve said something sooner!” Thalita only half-scolds, notably non-threatening and all concern. “I would’ve invited Renato to hang out with us so much more often. He’s just as much your brother as he is mine.” she says, “he always wishes the three of us could go fly kites together on the beach. Every time he wonders if we’ll ever get to do that again, he asks, can I please take you with us?”

“My girls back home would love you. They’d all want to take you out for a ride the second they met you.” Yui sounds so happy remembering her girls. “But they’d have to wait their turn. Your first ride would have to be with me.”

You smile. Everything feels warm now.

“But, if we ever did get out of here, you know that we’d find you, right?” Yui moves her head to sit on your shoulder, opposite Thalita. “No matter where you were, or where we were, we’d find you.”

“And we’d bring everyone else with us! You’re important to everyone here. Especially us.” Thalita leans in to kiss your cheek. “You wouldn’t have to be alone long. And after that, never again! We’d make sure of it.”

You can’t help but laugh a little, they’re just making you so happy. “Thanks, girls. I love you.”

They both lean in to kiss your cheeks, muttering their own “I love you”s back and holding you tightly. You know exactly how loved you are now, here, in the fire-warmed corner of this dark and awful place.

[starlightkun]

much mistletoeing about nothing ❧ teaser [kun]

❧ teaser word count: 732 | full fic: 7.6k ❧ warnings: none for the teaser! ❧ genre: exes to lovers, angst with a happy ending (look at what blog ur on rn), christmas-themed (if the title wasn’t apparent enough), getting snowed in trope, cuddling to share warmth trope, just a fun, cheesy, time ❧ extra info: i wrote this in a 24-ish hour fever. it’s moderately proof-read. beware. ❧ estimated release: wednesday, december 20, 2023 7:00 p.m. eastern time

There was light pouring out from Dr. Oh’s office at the end of the hall, the only one on. You poked your head in through the open door, greeted by the sight of a seemingly empty office. Must have stepped out.

Just as you had dropped the papers into his inbox on his desk, you heard footsteps at the doorway and whipped around to greet the older man, breathless smile already on your face.

Except it wasn’t Dr. Oh standing there. Your greeting died in your throat as you stared at the newcomer with blatant shock.

“Oh, Y/N,” Qian Kun rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. His hair was a bit longer than before, a shaggy length that covered most of his ears and neck, and he’d forgone his contacts in favor of a pair of silver wire-rimmed glasses, but there was nothing that time could do to conceal his identity from you. The way your heart dropped to your stomach as soon as he said your name was undeniable. “What are you doing here?”

“What are you doing here?” You sputtered back harshly. His PhD program was at a completely different university in the area and should have ended in the spring. What business did he have here of all places?

“I started assisting Dr. Oh last month. Uhm, sorry, I sort of thought you graduated already, or I wouldn’t have interviewed for the job.”

“I did graduate.” You crossed your arms over your chest. “Two years ago. I’m a research fellow now.”

“Of course. Well, congrats.”

You let out a small noise of acknowledgement that could’ve also been interpreted as a cynical chuckle.

“So, did you need to see Dr. Oh? He’s left the office for the year, I’m just finishing up a couple things here.”

“Oh, no,” you shook your head, vaguely gesturing to the inbox over your shoulder. “My research head asked me to drop something off.”

Kun nodded. “Right. I’ll make sure he looks it over first thing when he gets back.”

“Thank you.” There was a pause of tense silence, and you looked around the office uncomfortably. “So, can I go, or…?”

“Yeah, of course, sorry.” He moved out of the doorway, stepping aside to clear the exit for you. “It uhm, it was nice to see you, Y/N.”

“Yeah, sure.”

You’d just brushed past him when he called your name out again. Against your better judgment, you stopped just short of leaving the office and turned to look at him.

“What, Kun?”

“What uh, what are you doing for the holidays? Are you going back home? Or, celebrating here with… someone?”

You weren’t sure what compelled you to answer other than basic social niceties. “No. Airline tickets were crazy, couldn’t find anything that would get me back in the lab in time that wasn’t ridiculously expensive. All my friends are traveling, so I’ll be eating ramen by myself on the couch, presumably.”

You had answered his half-asked question. No, you didn’t have a significant other to spend the holiday with. Just your family back home that you couldn’t afford to go see, and friends who had all left town.

“Oh…” He looked down at his feet.

“What about you?” You asked pettily, fully expecting him to be visiting a significant other’s family in town, flying home to see his family, something much merrier than the picture you had just painted.

“Same for me,” he admitted quietly. “Plane tickets back home were so expensive… and I just left my old job and haven’t really made new friends here yet. At least not ones that are on the level of them inviting me to their family Christmas.”

While you wanted to be bitterly vindicated by Kun making himself as alone on Christmas as he had made you, it somehow just weighed twice as heavy on your heart. All that came out of this was two lonely people, far away from home.

“Do you… maybe want to come over? For Christmas?” Kun’s hesitant proposition knocked the wind out of you.

“Why?”

“Well, neither of us have any other plans. And, I don’t know, I thought it might be nice… to be with someone you know. Better than being alone on Christmas eating instant ramen, maybe?”

You took a couple deep breaths, gnawing on your bottom lip as you thought over his offer. “Fine. Christmas dinner. No presents.”

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In general: After being on the outside looking in with Tumblr for a long time, I finally joined somewhere around the midpoint this year. I was kind of active for a month before major events in both my family and long-standing hobbies made me disappear. The me from even a few months beforehand probably would have never come back…but I did, and I couldn’t be more grateful for it. It’s just really fun to be on here, in a way I haven’t experienced for a while—so, if you're reading this, whether we actively talk or not? You’ve contributed to that. Thank you.

Drea @shes-a-voodoo-child: I knew you first as a brilliant writer, but little did I know that you were also a gracious member of fandom/Tumblr, even to someone like me who blundered into a cold call (thank you for not immediately blocking my empty blog, haha!) Nowadays, though, I know you first and foremost as someone I’m glad to call my friend—even if I must admit I still look up to you with stars in my eyes. I only wish I had more interesting things to talk about with you, because I really enjoy whenever we chat things like music or wrestling!

El @spaghettisaurusrex: Honestly, at first I thought you were too cool for me—you teach swordfighting, for God’s sake! But you’re also an incredibly chill, incredibly nice person, who I’m always glad to see in my notifs on Tumblr or Discord. And, of course, thank you so, so much for writing and talking the fairy tale AU with me; it was a fraught journey on my part, but it also turned out one of my fave pieces I’ve ever done. We should write together again next time!

Izzy @limbreaper: So much to say, so little (self-imposed) space to say it. I never thought I’d have a friend like you, honestly, especially considering everything’s that happened. Forever grateful that you’re in my life (if only for now), and I hope you have as much fun talking to me as I do talking to you—and if we drift apart one day, though hopefully later rather than sooner…I won’t forget your kindness sending that message to a stranger. It really did mean a lot. Hopefully there’ll be authentic PH food options where you are some day.

Jackie @tekkers: I’ve admired your GIFs/ZSJ content from even before I was active on tumblr (yeah, I was a tag delver), so to find out that the person running the blog is a really cool person on top of everything? Chef’s fucking kiss. Thank you for listening to me for a couple of hours that one time and offering to finagle with Highspots TV for me. Also, you have great taste in music! We should start swapping recs again (though I don’t know if I’ll ever give you something that I loved as much as Emotionalism!)

K @onlyposersfallinlove: We don’t talk as much as we might be able to, but I hope you know that I’m thinking of you and hoping for you always. Whether your goals be in the spheres of fandom or private life, you deserve to achieve them, because you have the right to be happy. May whenever you read this be wonderful—at least just that day.

Kerri @sublightsleeper: You’re a thief in the night, except you both bring the day when you pop up and also are not a thief in the slightest (unless you want to be, because thief classes are cool). Either way: you’re a very nice, creative person and talented writer, and I always smile when you take the time to say hello!

Pastel @zsjbrightensday: It takes a lot of bravery to post a creative work to any sort of public—and now you’ve done it twice, with even more on the way! I’m really, really glad that you feel safe enough to do so, and I am excited for whatever is next in your WIP list! Also, you’re just a very nice person and I always am happy to get asks from you.

Poke @theaerialassassin: I hope you liked your present! Joking self-aggrandizing aside, you are a great friend and a great person to exchange ideas with and be around. I hope that school and life treats you well, and that you know that, whenever or wherever doubts may creep in, you know you have people to turn to (including both those around you physically and the people in your phone, if you’re so inclined). You’re there for us, too, after all.

Rosa @rosabellebelieve: As I’ve told you recently, I’m so very glad you were active in the notes of Drea’s posts and were receptive to the virtual post-its I left on your desk, haha! You’re wonderful to talk to, and though I wish once more when DMing you that I had more interesting things to say because I just enjoy when we converse, I know that whenever we do it’s a great time. Thank you for being my friend!

Syb @fang-revives: How does your garden grow?—well, it’s almost winter, as you said. But I’m always glad to see your gardening pics cross my dash! I hope that the last of this year’s tomatoes were good, and that when the world wakes up in a few months for spring your plants will be the most verdant verdure this side of the US-Canadian border. Also KENTA is cool I guess (I kid; he definitely is. Have I sent you the KENTA/Marufuji hour long match my friend compressed to sub-8 MB?)

Vera @scissormedaddyass: On top of being super duper cool, you’re a very level-headed person and I deeply appreciate that. You’re also a great writer and just…so fun to talk to/participate in fandom with (let’s go sailing the internet’s seven seas, haha). Very glad I met you. I hope your walks remain pleasant and that the yar-harr fandom you’re a part of isn’t too sad about what happened. ;)