foolstower

[foolstower]

favorite character type is "nonconfrontational but will slash your tires in the dark shroud of night"

[foolstower]

I can't even begin to explain how I feel about early Jumin being openly confused about his little crush

[foolstower]

𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗞 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗬 *+:｡.｡

summary. summer romances with jjk men. | wc. 2.5k+

cw/ tw. fem!reader, age gap, possessive behavior, dark-lite (toji’s is a little dark), aged-up character, shy!reader, manipulation, obsessive behavior, pet names (ex. baby, sweetheart), friends to lovers, fwb, sharing (but is it really if gojo wants you to himself???), intended for 18+ readers

featuring. geto, toji, yuuji, gojo & sukuna

an. just a lil something old today, comments and reblogs are appreciated ༉‧₊˚.

𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗢 ༊*·˚

It’s an odd request. Geto says it doesn’t mean anything—don’t worry, friends do this all the time—and you’re tempted to point out that you’re not exactly friends, or perhaps you’re not entirely in tune with the ins and outs of being a roommate.

You think you agree because, after three months of living together, he’s comfortable and familiar, and you admit that it’s kind of nice after a long day of work. Just to be held for a while. 

It’s just cuddling—that’s what he told you.

The shift happens when you get up one night to use the bathroom and come back to find him lazily blinking himself awake. He doesn’t say anything when you crawl under the covers—not until you settle into a spot that’s apparently too far away for his liking. 

“C’mere,” he mumbles sleepily, looping one long arm around your waist and dragging you across the sheets with too much energy for someone who’d just woken up.

He rearranges your body easily, bringing one of your thighs over his hip and pressing one of his up between your own. Then he pushes up your shirt—something you notice he’s been steadily testing recently, seeing what you’ll let him get away with—until you’re exposed to the warm summer air blowing in from his open window. Except, unlike the times before, you’re not wearing a bra.

It’s probably a good thing that he can’t see your face where he has his buried against your chest. If he did, he’d tease you about the surprise and bewilderment bleeding onto your features like ink to paper.

You squeak when he presses a kiss between your breasts before taking a nipple into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue. When your hips shift against his thigh, you tell yourself it’s only to get comfortable, anything to keep from getting ahead of yourself.

This doesn’t mean anything. It’s just cuddling. Just—

Geto makes a sleepy noise, his mouth popping off with a wet sound, filthy and depraved. “You like this?”

You swallow hard enough that your throat clicks. “No.”

“Liar,” he mumbles, and you don’t even notice him squeezing his hand between your bodies, not until a knuckle presses against where there’s an embarrassing wet patch on your underwear, his fingertips searching for—

"W-wait! That's my—"

"Clit?" His chuckle is a hushed little thing that makes your cheeks warm. “You’re really wet for someone who’s not turned on.”

“I’m not,” you whimper, every ounce of conviction washed away from one exploratory pass of a finger.

“I’m just making it better, okay?”

Geto hooks his finger into the gusset of your underwear, pulling them away from your pussy, and moving his thigh so you’re skin on skin. You preen, wiggling your hips, trying to spread your legs a little wider, anything to get closer.

“There you go,” he says with a mouthful of your breast, content, his eyes still softly shut.

In the end, you try not to think about it too much and eventually cum against his thigh with a high-pitched gasp, leaving you limp and sleepy. You don’t dare look down at him because you know if you do, you’ll find the smirk that you feel curling his lips in triumph as if he’s just proved a point. 

Instead, you close your eyes and decide to save that problem for another day.

𝗧𝗢𝗝𝗜 ༊*·˚

Fresh-eyed with a shiny degree hanging above your desk in your cheap shoe-box apartment, those first few weeks of summer in a new place slowly bleeds together.

They're the same. They’re distinct. 

It’s a whirlwind of party dresses, cotton sheets covered in cherry-red lipstick stains, and long drives looking up at the city lights with the windows down on the weekends as you speed down Main. You feel like you’re floating on a cloud surrounded by iridescent signs one moment and gunmetal skies the next, almost similar to how things change in fast movies.

There’s only that tiny break on Sundays when you’re drinking your coffee and solving a crossword in the morning paper, softly humming to a song on the radio, before it starts all over again.

For a while, it’s nice until it’s suddenly different, and you find yourself thinking about home again.

If there’s one thing you miss about living in a smaller town, surrounded by people you know and cozy little shops, it’d be how easy it was to point out the red flags when it came to new people. In the city—something you’re destined to find out—the signs are slightly more murky, like looking through a fogged-up lens.

It’s on a night when you’ve had one too many martinis and laughing with your friend when you look over and notice him sitting by himself in the corner of the little dive bar. His gaze, dark from the low light of the room, is already on you, and you wonder how you haven’t spotted him sooner.

He’s tall and handsome, almost in a way that feels off-limits—much older than the guys you usually go for—with a crisp, black button-down stretching over broad shoulders.

You give him a shy smile over your shoulder. He raises an eyebrow and gestures you over with a flick of his fingers.

That’s all it takes to get wrapped up in a sticky thread of red.

He’s intense in all aspects of the word. The first time he fucks you, you whine about how big his cock is, that it’s not going to fit, and his hips shutter against yours. 

“Such a filthy word in that sweet, pretty mouth,” he murmurs. “But look at you taking it, anyway.”

Then he notches a thumb in your ass—a place nobody has dared to touch before—and makes you cum so hard your legs shake.

He’ll hold your hand in his when you cross the street and buys you pretty things like soft leather bags and decorates your neck with sparkling gems, his favorite being the one with a gold cursive ‘T’ dangling from a dainty chain. Loves to have you on your back while you wear it, thrusting into you hard and fast, watching with bottomless eyes as it sinks and moves against your neck.

You never ask how he affords such expensive things, from his shiny sports car to his array of thick silver watches, because you don’t think it’s your place to know when this feels very temporary. A summer fling meant to melt away. 

That’s how it was always supposed to be.

But then you start noticing things: the bruises on his knuckles, the one room in his house you’re not allowed in—it’s just my hobby stuff, baby; don’t worry about it—how he gets cagey anytime a guy looks at you, even if it’s incidentally.

It’d be easy to pretend that you don’t notice if only you hadn’t seen him threaten a waiter after he smiled at you.

Exactly how things shouldn’t be.

That weekend, you go out with your friends, dance with a few guys, and go home feeling a little shaky in your heels. You flip on the kitchen light and squeak when you find Toji sitting on your couch, his mouth set into a hard line.

Your lip trembles. “How did you—”

“Did you have fun tonight, baby?”

You’re unsure how to answer, so you don’t.

It’s different that night when he has your legs pressed all the way up beside your ears, his hand wrapped around your throat in place of the necklace on your dresser, wrenching an orgasm out of you that makes your abs hurt and sends black spots through your vision.

"I'll tell you what's—ah shit, clench up again for me—going to happen. I'm going to fuck you nice and full, tuck you into bed with my cum leaking out of this cute little cunt, and you're not going to talk to other boys again. Y'got that?"

𝗬𝗨𝗨𝗝𝗜 ༊*·˚

Mom tells you he's been helping them around the house while you’ve been away for school, a nice boy whose parents bought the house across the street. 

Despite her forewarning about the stranger working in the yard, the first time you meet him, you’re unloading your car with boxes you brought from your dorm and nearly drop your things in surprise when he comes walking from the back of the house in nothing but sneakers, shorts, and a baseball cap.

“Sorry.” He wipes sweat off his forehead with the discarded shirt in his hand. “Didn’t think anyone was home.”

“All good.” You clear your throat, shrugging.

The crooked grin he gives you, a dimple on his left cheek, makes your heart speed up.

Pretty.

You start to notice how he’s there every other day: tending to Mom’s tedious rose garden, cleaning the gutters, trimming the hedges by the pool, and helping Dad fix the shingles on the roof. You’ve only talked to him a handful of times since that first day, once to bring him the lemonade Mom made, then while sitting in one of the pool chairs and putting sunscreen on.

It no longer catches you off guard to find him around the house; what he says next does.

“Want help with that?”

You swallow. “What?”

He tilts his head, shielding his face from the sun. “You missed a spot on your back.”

You don’t even bother thinking about if he’s telling the truth before you nod your head and turn around for him. “Oh…um, sure.”

It’s a bit silly of you to believe that’s how it’d play out: him making an innocent offer and going back to weeding the garden. You’re only happy your parents are at work; otherwise, they’d see the nice boy who fixes up their house, folding you in half in one of their too-expensive chairs.

“That feel good, huh?” He groans, roughly bouncing you in his lap like he’s using you for his pleasure, his ball cap falling off his head so he can mouth at your neck. “Shit. You’re so warm and tight inside.”

A whimper slips past your spit-slick lips, hair in utter disarray, swimsuit rumpled and peeled aside, looking utterly debauched. You watch how he can’t seem to decide where to look. His eyes flit from your mouth, and breasts, and where his cock sinks into your cunt, and when you slip a hand between your thighs to rub your clit, his jaw falls open.

It only takes a few strokes for you to sob, your entire body trembling.

“Are you cumming? Oh fuck, you’re so pretty. I can’t believe I made you cum—”

Afterward, when he pulls out and sees how puffy your pussy is, he looks like a sad puppy and crawls down the chair to kiss it better. He licks you clean, and you find yourself cumming against his tongue, this one a little less intense but has your fingers fisting into his hair anyway.

And much later, after he leaves, you realize as you lay there—his cum steadily dripping out of you onto the plastic seat of the pool chair—you still don't know his name.

𝗚𝗢𝗝𝗢 & 𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗨𝗡𝗔 ༊*·˚

He’s attending one of your father’s summer company parties when he sees you in person for the first time.

The glossy photo perched on the edge of your father’s desk in his office doesn’t do you justice.

You walk onto the deck, sundress swaying around your knees, smiling with your whole mouth when a guy covered in tattoos wraps an arm around your shoulders. Gojo watches him squeeze your cheeks together and kiss you in a way that shouldn’t be allowed, with your parents mingling close by—how you look up at him with visible adoration on your face.

He finds himself thinking about it later when he’s in his big empty house with nothing but the soft humming of his air conditioner and a list of work emails for nightly company. 

Standing in the middle of his entryway, he wonders what it’d be like to have your bright smile and pastel dresses welcome him home, the smell of your sweet shampoo filling his house.

So when your dad calls a few weeks later to ask if you can crash at his place until you’re steady on your feet—it’s a new city; she just needs time to settle—he cleans out one of his spare bedrooms that night without thinking twice about it. 

He tells himself he’s doing the right thing, and it’s not about fulfilling some fantasy of his. But when he comes home after a long day of work and finds you making dinner in the kitchen in one of your many lace-trimmed dresses, something stirs in his chest. 

It’s imprinted on the back of his eyelids. Clear as day when he’s in the shower later and strokes his cock to the image of your breasts straining against thin floral fabrics and the curve of your ass barely peeking out from under the hem of the skirt after you put some food into the oven.

There’s still the issue about your boyfriend.

"I don't like how the old fuck stares at you," Gojo hears him—Sukuna—tell you one night over speakerphone.

“He’s not old,” you argue. “He’s nice, and I like him.”

It’s an ugly thing that rears its head in him and has him thinking, plotting, of tangible ways he can have you all to himself.

It happens in a way that he doesn’t expect, but he thinks it makes it all the better; how your boyfriend gets so easily worked up about a few things Gojo says:

“She’s never going to cum like that.”

Sukuna scoffs, his fingers still trapped against your clit. “You think you can do better, old man?”

Gojo ignores him and pats his thigh. "C'mere, sweetheart."

You bite your lip and look at Sukuna hesitantly, who pulls you into a kiss meant to show possession before letting you slide off him, and you crawl across the couch to perch yourself in Gojo’s lap. He’s still wearing his tie from work, and you stare at it for a second until he cups your cheek to tilt your chin up, thumb pressing into the middle of your lips until it slips in and strokes along your tongue, giving you something to focus on.

“Listen, if I make you cum, I get to fuck you however I want,” he says, holding your chin to keep you from glancing at your boyfriend again. He can treat you better, make you cry on his fingers, his mouth, his cock—however you want it. He’s sure of it.

You try to speak around his thumb. “But I want—I want—,” vowels and consonants trailing into nothing.

He laughs. “Baby, how can you want something that you can’t even ask for, hm?”

And he thinks—ah, but you’ll figure it out, his wants, his desires, where you’ll fit in his life—just as your boyfriend starts stroking himself to the sound of your moans by another man’s doing.

[foolstower]

Boy toy's

(Totoko x fem!reader x osomatsu) NSFW like extremely

A/n: So I don't know what to say other than this is just pure smutty filth. Totoko and reader are in an established relationship and want to experience a threesome, Totoko knows just the person to ask.

This was threesome practice for me, and I got a bit lazy at the end lol but I hope you guys enjoy regardless <3

Rain fell and gently hit the glass of the bedroom window. Soft cries resonated through out the room as your two fingers pushed and prodded at the sweet spot buried deep in your girlfriends pussy. Your shorts rubbed teasingly against your slit when you would grind into the pillow between your thighs. Totoko let out a sharp cry when your thumb brushed her clit. Her hands gripped the pink comforter she was sprawled out on.

You hummed in delight, leaning over her body from where you sat between her legs. You gently cupped one of her breast underneath her nightgown with your free hand and kissed along her jaw line.

"Totoko.... you're so cute." You cooed, locking your lips with hers. Totoko's fingers reached out to tangle into your hair, bringing you deeper into her kiss. You chuckled and thrusted your fingers into her lazily, letting your thumb rub against where she wanted every now and then. Her hips twitched and tried to create more friction to no avail. She groaned, you could tell she was getting frustrated with your teasing. The way the grip on your scalp tightened and how she stoped trying to grind into your hand. She pulled away and gave you a lustful glare.

"You're such a tease." She pouted. "Put your mouth on it? Pleassseee." It came out as a beg but you knew it was a demand. You tried not to let her know how eager you really were as you pulled your fingers out agonizingly slow.

"When you ask so nicely, how can I say no?" You grinned. Your hand trailed down her soft skin from its position on her breast as you sat back down. You could feel the tiny goosebumps forming on her skin from your touch. You licked her juices off your fingers before throwing the pillow on the floor. She looked at you through half lidded eyes, panting with anticipation. You felt like you could get off just to the sight of her. Your Totoko, so fucking beautiful.

You inhaled before burying your tongue inside her. You could hear her moan as you rubbed her hips, you tongue trailed up to her clit and you softly flicked it.

"Fuck! Yesss you feel so gooood." She praised. You laughed into her and you know she felt it with the way she clenched. You softly sucked it and buried your fingers in her again. She gasped and tightened the more you sucked. You placed your free hand on her belly and pulled back to lean against her plush thigh as your fingers fucked her.

"Aww....if only I had a cock to shove inside you, I'd be able to feel that cute little bulge." You longingly caressed her. She moaned out a string of curses.

She had brought it up once before. Experimenting with a man. You didn't think much of it at the time, both of you were trying new things. But the way she got nervous and practically shut herself down before saying anything else, you left it alone....kinda. you loved bringing it up every once in a while to see how flustered she gets. Though you wouldn't outright admit it, she had peeked your curiosity. You had slept with men before of course, but not together with the love of your life.

You smiled at the thought and put your mouth back where it belonged. You worshipped her with you tongue and curled your fingers where you knew she liked it. The sounds of her crying out were intoxicating. Her fingers pulled gently at your hair as she chocked out pleasure filled sobs. You moaned into her, you own body started to feel like it was on fire. She let out a hiss and finally came. You gave one last lick to her bud and pulled away, leaving your fingers inside her so she could ride out her orgasm.

Her hands slowly unraveled themselves from your scalp and rested at her sides. You looked at her lovingly and pulled out. She tried to catch her breath as her eyes screwed shut. You got up and made your way off the soft bed. Spotting the bag you'd brought to her house, you smiled. Opening it up, you pulled out the tiny vibrator inside. It was a little bit smaller than the palm of your hand and its silver gleam beckoned you.

Taking off the clothes you were wearing and making your way back to the bed, you sat between her legs again. She gave you a questioning look when she saw the vibrator, but before she could protest you interrupted her.

"Don't worry, I know your sensitive." You reassured, spreading your legs slightly wider. "I just want you to watch me." Your instructed.

Pressing the button. The toy came to life and softly buzzed againt your skin.. She watched as your hand gravitated towards your clit and rubbed the smooth surface against it. You cried out at the sensation. Grabbing her thigh you spread her legs wider so she could get a better view. Totoko watched eagerly as you put on a show for her.

"You're so fucking hot." She praised, her hands reached out in a groping gesture and you obliged. Leaning down so she could grab your chest. One of your hands held your weight at her side as her fingers played with your nipples. You whined when she pinched one harder than usual.

The toy vibrated deliciously against your cunt, that mixed with Totoko's endless touches made you feel like crying. Toto had a satisfied smirk on her face as she took in your features. Your teeth were clenched, eyes closed, and your brows pinched together in concentration.

"Come on... I can tell you're close. Won't you cum for me? Pretty please?" Totoko said sweetly. You finally opened your eyes to look at her face. She smiled and gripped your tits harder. "Come on baby, you can do it...Or do you need to me do it for you?" She teased.

You whined and pictured all the ways she's ever had you.

The time she ate you out on your kitchen table. Not giving a damn about what was for dinner besides each other.

The time she couldn't wait to get home so she fucked you in your car. You parked at a discreet area near the lake during a sunset, the golden rays of light shining inside made her look like a goddess.

Or your personal favorite. The time she bodly told you she wanted you. You had been best friends for a long time, and after a while it was hard to deny the feelings you got when she came near you. That night the two of you discovered just what you'd been missing out on.

Brain still foggy from reminiscing, you didn't realize how close you were to the edge. Before you could even stop it you gasped and snapped hard. Swiftly turning off the vibrator you were able to ride out your high against its smooth length. Totoko smiled and encouraged your weight to fall on top of her. Grabbing your arms and pulling you down. You laid on top of her chest and she embraced you.

"You're so beautiful." She cooed. "I'm so glad your mine." She whisper in your ear. You grinned against her chest.

"Me too. I love when you sing for me, my Idol." You cooed. A scarlet hue painted her cheeks and she smiled. You pecked her lips before you both got up.

"Wanna shower?" You asked. "Maybe I'll let you use this." You referenced the toy still in your hand.

"Maybe? Of course you will, I want to see what had you coming so hard for me." She playfully stated, coming up from behind and grabbing your ass. You yelped as she practically shoved you out of the bedroom with her. "Let's go."

Rays of sunlight shined through the window and hands trailed up and down your spine. You blinked the sleep out of your eyes and looked at Totoko who'd just woken up to the sound of your alarm.

"Y/n, it's time to go to work." She stated sadly, arms starting to unwrap from around you. You groaned trying to go back to sleep but the loss of her embrace kept you awake. You sighed defeated and got out of the bed unwillingly.

Working as a bartender at a club was fun, but not as fun as being with Totoko. You pouted to yourself as you pulled your outfit out of your bag.

"Will I see you later?" She asked from her spot on the bed. One elbow held her head up as she moved to her side facing you.

"I have to go home after work, but I'll visit you tonight." You promised as you pulled up your jeans. She gave a sound of approval as she got up as well.

"Good! I got a suprise for you! it should be here tonight." She said mischievously. You looked at her suspiciously. Something about that tone she used said she was up to no good, but you didn't say anything. If she said she has a suprise who are you to ruin it?

"You're so cute Toto, I'll make sure to come straight here after I check on my place." You affirmed. After you finished changing and putting on your shoes, you slung your bag over your shoulder. Totoko pulled you in for a quick kiss before you left her bedroom.

Making your way out of her house you couldn't help but feel a bit excited for what she had in store. Is she gonna take you out on a date? Do something new to you in bed? The possibilities were endless with that girl. But what you did know, is that you'd never hate anything she gives you. Totoko knew you inside and out, sometimes she even knew you better than you did. That's why you loved her so much.

It was about five hours into your shift and with one left to go you were getting a bit antsy. Being on the morning shift meant not many people were coming into the club. Which meant there wasn't much to do and hardly anyone to talk to. Some people here and there would come inside and get a drink or two, but definitely nothing compared to how it'd be at night.

You tried to busy yourself with wiping down counters and making sure the bottles were arranged for the night crew. You hadn't had a customer for a while and decided you'd clean up some more. But before you could go about doing it, a man walked up to the counter and plopped himself down in a chair infront of you.

"Welcome! How can I help you?" You asked him. His black hair was slightly disheveled and his red hoodie made him stand out from your usual customers.

"Can I get a beer?" He asked while looking at his phone. A shit eating grin was plastered on his face as he hastily texted back whoever he was talking to. You grabbed a pint glass and filled it up.

He put his phone away when you came back. placing the cup in front of him, he thanked you before downing half of its contents. You looked at him in slight shock. Rough day? You'd been there before.

Grabbing the towel you'd left on the counter, you wiped it down some more. You were lost in thought, listening to the music playing through the speakers. The music was a little loud but nothing too crazy, you were still able to hear when the man spoke to you.

"Have you always worked here?" The man asked suddenly, slightly startling you. The drink seemed to start taking affect on him, the soft pink dusting his features and the big grin he wore told you so.

"No, I just started here a week or two ago." You said, tossing the used rag into a box under the counter. "Why do you ask?" You questioned, leaning slightly forward against your arms on the cold surface of the bar.

"Because I would've noticed you." He smirked. "A cutie like you sticks out in a place like this." He stated as if it was obvious, drinking the rest of his beer. He placed it back down and let his glossy eyes take you in.

"Good, that means I'll get more tips." You quipped, taking his empty glass in your hand. "Want a refill?" You gestured to the cup.

"Yeah, I need to be shit faced for what I'm about to do later." He sighed dramatically. You could see on his face that something was suddenly troubling him. Out of curiosity you wanted to pry, but he was stranger and you didn't want to be rude. So instead you did what you could do within your power.

"Well I can definitely help with that." You said, walking away to pull your favorite liquor off the shelf. "A few shots of this and you should be ready for anything." You grinned. He looked at the bottle and debated with himself for only a moment before agreeing. You poured a double in one of the various shot glasses and placed it in front of him. You looked around before pouring one for yourself too. You only had a hour left before you could go home, might as well have fun with it.

Swirling the liquid around, you looked up at the man. He stared down at his glass in slight thought before meeting your gaze. You lifted the glass out towards him.

"Cheers?" You asked.

"Cheers." He said, a soft clink sounded before you both downed your drinks. Your face scrunched up lightly due to the lack of a chaser to wash the alcohol from your tongue. The man's expression mirrored yours.

"Feel a bit better?" You said with curious smile.

"Waaay better. One more?" He asked, lifting his glass towards you. You obliged, pouring more for the both of you. Clinking the glasses together again you both took your second shot. At this point you already felt a bit buzzed, but the person in front of you seemed to be a bit more of a lightweight. He stared at the couner in front of him and you could see his cheeks getting darker. You were slightly confused.

"You ok?" You asked slightly worried. He looked up and seemed more flustered than drunk honestly. He struggled to meet your gaze before speaking.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked with a slight slur in his words. "Since you're a stranger you won't be bias."

"Sure?" You said though it came out more as a question.

"If a cute girl you've known for a while now invited you over to her place you'd go right?" He asked. You didn't quite know where this conversation was going but you'd bite.

"Yeah? I'd go. is there any reason you wouldn't?" You questioned, wanting to know the context.

"Well for one she doesn't really talk to me, she hit me up randomly today." He started. "She's cute and all but I'm talking more to you right now than I have to her in years." He groaned. Ahh that's what's happening, he's nervous and just needs to talk to someone about it. Cute.

"You should go! Maybe she wants to reconnect." You encouraged. He was silent for a moment before telling you the real context of his situation.

"What if she told you to come over for a threesome?" He bluntly stated. Your eyes widened. So that's what had him all flustered. A small smile tugged at your lips.

"Well.... are you interested in that kind of stuff? The opportunity is there so...why not?" You replied honestly. "Just as long as it's not with some creep then it should be ok." You joked.

He nervously laughed. "Well..... I am interested. It's just...." He paused, the words not quite being able to leave his mouth. "Nevermind, that doesn't matter... But you would? Have you ever been in one before?" His perverted curiosity taking over.

"No, but it sounds like fun, doesn't it?" You sighed. He gave you a perplexed look as you continued to speak. "You should be thankful, that a cute girl and her friend want to give you a good time." You smiled. His face slowly turned into a look of pure excitement, like you made him realize something.

"You're right.....IM ABOUT TO HAVE SEX! I SHOULD BE EXCITED!!" He yelled out to the few unlucky customers within hearing range. "Thanks bar lady! I got to go!" He said hastily getting out of his seat and making his way to the door. Before you could ask him to pay, he was gone. You sighed. Lucky, maybe you and Totoko could find someone like him. He looked like a good time.

The heat was unbearable on your tired body as you climbed the stairs to your apartment. Living on the third story meant you always had a climb ahead of you whenever you came home. You finally made it to the top and tossed around the contents of your bag to find your keys. Once finding the correct one, you were able to unlock your door and enter the nice cold apartment.

You kicked off your shoes and walked over to the couch. Dropping your bag down, you laid down on your stomch for a moment. It was a long day and you just wanted to sink into the nearest surface. The soft fabric felt good against your sore body and you felt like drifting into a comfortable sleep.

Being more tired then you were letting on, your eyes slowly began to shut. The plush fabric felt good against your face. If you convinced yourself, it almost felt like Totoko's sweater. You nuzzled into the couch and drifted off to a peaceful slumber.

You awoke with a start. The sound of ring tone pierced the quiet. In your half awake state you got up and picked up your bag that still sat a few feet away from you. It was night time now and you knew you fucked up. Hastily searching for the device in your bag, you pulled it out and answered.

"I'm so sorry." A slight frown was apparent on your face. "I laid down when I got home and instantly fell asleep." You apologized. You heard your lovers amused laugh on the other side and felt slightly relieved.

"It's ok babe, I had my own dilemma while you were asleep. You're suprise was a little late." She said. You were confused. Did she order a package of sorts? "But im waiting for you now. Can't wait to see you." Her voice teased in your ear and she promptly hung up. You smiled. It seems like whatever she had in store wasn't so innocent after all.

You packed another bag and ate a snack. You hadn't ate since your break and you doubted you'd be eating anytime soon. You visited your neglected room and fed the happy little fish in your tank.

They were the whole reason you came back home in the first place. They swam through the water quickly and ate all the little flakes that drifted to the bottom. You felt content as you left your room, glad you had accomplished your task.

You left your home and locked the door. Descending the stairs of your apartment building was way better than climbing it. Once reaching the bottom you traveled to your car. Getting inside you made sure you were ready and proceeded to drive to Totokos house. Already excited thinking about what she had waiting for you.

Walking up to her door, you were surprised to see her already outside waiting for you. She smiled as you approached and you looked at her confused. She seemed unfazed by your confusion and grabbed your hand.

"My parents are gonna be out all week. We can do whatever we want." She said, pulling you into her body eagerly. "I hope you're ready for what you've been asking for." She whispered in your ear before guiding you into her house.

She closed the door as you took off your shoes. Making her way upstairs, she didn't release your hand. The two of you reached the top and she stopped infront of her door before turning to face you.

"I love you y/n, this suprise is a bit out of the ordinary. So if you don't feel like going through with it just tell me and I'll fix it." She said with a loving smile.

"I love you too Totoko. Whatever is behind this door. I'm sure I'll love it." You reassured her. She gave you a kiss on the cheek before opening her door. And when she did you couldn't believe your eyes.

A man sat on the floor of Totoko's room. But not just any man, no. You'd met him earlier today. This time he wore a white t-shirt, his signature hoodie wrapped around his waist. He sat criss cross on the ground and looked up at you with an equally surprised look.

"You....." You couldn't quite find the words. Recalling the conversation you'd had with him earlier, you knew exactly why he would be here and why Totoko seemed was so secretive today.

"Do you know each other?" She asked. Looking between the two of you with a perplexed look.

"I met him earlier today at the bar, he stopped for a few drinks." You answered simply. "But we did talk about one thing...." You said turning to her, the man tensed up at your revelation and was quick to interject.

"W-wait! I-we didn't talk about anything!" He nervously laughed. You walked up to Totoko and grabbed her shoulders and spoke quietly in her ear so only she could hear.

"Are you really ok with this?" You asked genuinely. "I don't want you to push yourself out of your boundaries if you think it'll make me happy. I just like teasing you." You said twirling a strand of her hair between your fingers. She wrapped her arms around your waist.

"I'm fine y/n, I'm the one who brought it up in the first place. Remember?" She said with a small smile. "I was more worried about what you would think but it looks like we're on the same page." She kissed your cheek. One of her hands moved away from your waist and instead came up in favor of grabbing one of your breast through the shirt you wore. You heard a sharp inhale come from the man who still sat patiently on the floor.

"Totoko..." you moaned. She smiled as she grabbed the bottom of your shirt and tugged at it, motioning to you to take it off. You obeyed and lifted it over and off of your body then tossing it to the side.

She gave an approving look as she took you in. Abruptly, she turned her attention to your guest, silently observing what was happening with a bulge ever present behind his jeans. He swallowed a lump in his throat as the two of you suddenly gave him your attention.

"Osomatsu." She said. He jumped at the use of his name and looked at her. "Come here." She demanded. Osomatsu. So that was the name of your suprise. You smiled, you loved how much of a mouthful it was to say, you couldnt wait to test it out.

He almost fell trying to get up but eagerly shuffled over to the two of you. He stood awkwardly in front of you both, not really knowing what to do. Osomatsu still couldn't believe he'd gotten himself into this situation. His crush from high school and the girl he chatted up at the bar. This had to be some kind of wet dream right?

Totoko released her grip from around your waist and grabbed Osomatsu's arm. She ushered him to stand in front of you and she moved to stand behind you.

"Today's your lucky day, neet." She said, carefully relieving you of the bra the constricted you. "I'm going to be your teacher today, you'll learn how to treat a woman properly." The bra slid away from your chest and fell to the floor. Osomatsu watched with a dopey grin on his face, this was definitely a dream.

Totoko's hand slowly wrapped around your sides and under your arms, grabbing your breast in both hands. You moaned as she tweaked your nipples between her fingers.

"Holy shit." Osomatsu exclaimed, a scarlet hue began spreading over his face.

"Keep watching Oso." Totoko instructed. "This is how my beautiful girl likes to be touched, I'll be disappointed if you can't please her." She lightly threatened him. He nodded not needing to be told twice. He groaned as she continued to tease you. Whining with you when she gave your nipple a soft pinch. It turned you on, the way he was so worked up over something so simple.

"Y/n, you may be wondering why he's being such a pervert about this, but he's a virgin. He's never seen anything like this outside his little porno mags." She teased him, he groaned in embarrassment.

"Did she really need to know that." He glared with lust filled eyes.

"Of course she did, it's me telling her to be gentle with you, be thankful." She said with a huff. You laughed at that.

"She's right, I'm glad I know... now we can make it extra special for you." You said playfully, grabbing his hands and pulling him towards you. Totoko's hands released your breast and osomatsu's took their place. His large hands covered more than Totoko's and you hummed in delight at the warmth. His hands stayed stiff and unmoving stuck in a trance he couldn't get out of.

Taking pity on him, you removed your hands from his wrist and grabbed his cheeks instead. He looked at you with a panicky expression thinking he'd done something wrong already.

"Are you ok?" You asked softly, as if you'd frighten him.

"Y-yeah I'm fine! Why?" He laughed unconvincing.

"You don't have to be so shy." You encouraged. "Just do what Totoko showed you and we'll go from there ok?" You said with a smile. Releasing his face and leaning back into Totokos embrace. Her warm wrapped tightly around you, fingers splayed along you exposed stomach and her head resting on your shoulder.

Osomatsu slowly, but surely began to squeeze your breast. Softly as if he'd hurt you. His thumb swiped across your nipple experimentally and successfully pulled a sound from you. This encouraged him, he groped one tit and played with the other ones nipple. You sang soft praises to him as Totoko massaged your hips while kissing along your neck. You sighed at the feeling of her soft lips on your sensitive skin. Osomatsu's grip tightened a little too much at the sight, causing a surprised squeal to break past your lips. He immediately pulled away.

"I'm sorry!" He apologized holding up his hands. You pouted at the loss of contact. Holding out your arms, you made grabbing gestures towards him with your hands.

"I didn't mean to scare you Oso. Please come back." A playful frown tugged at your lips "It felt good." You reassured him. Totoko laughed into the crook of your neck.

"It'll take more than that to hurt her Osomatsu." She chided. "Don't make me drag you over here." She said still giving butterfly kisses on your skin. Osomatsu walked back into your arms and groped you more confidently this time. The feeling of his rough hands and Totoko's lips on your neck drove you wild.

"Fuck!" You cried as Totoko bit your shoulder. Osomatsu watched and with a newfound curiosity, leaned down. His hands stayed firmly in place before moving one out the way to give your nipple a light lick, then latching on. You instinctively grabbed a handful of his hair as he sucked and groaned into your chest. Totoko smiled, proud her her little student was a quick learner.

Your couldn't contain the soft noises that filled the room for the next few moments, Totoko and Osomatsu both lost themselves in your body. Teeth grazed againt your skin, their breath fanned over the marks they left, and you just about had enough with the teasing, you needed action.

Tugging on Osomatsu's hair gently, he pulled away and looked up at you with a confused stare, like you'd disturbed something important.

"Lay on the bed for me?" As soon as the words came out, he was sat down on the edge of the bed. Totoko, following your lead, released you and you both took a seat on the sides of him. Your hand rubbed soothingly up and down his thigh as Totoko practically ripped his shirt off of him and tossed that and his hoodie to a random corner. You unbuttoned his jeans as Totoko pushed him to lay down on the bed.

Lifting his hips, he helped you pull down his pants and boxers. His hard erection sprung forth immediately and he sighed in relief. Small drops of precum leaked from the tip and you looked at it in fascination. It'd been so long since you'd been intimate with a man. The various toys that you and your lover kept around were nice and all, but did those toys of yours leak like he did?

Did they whine like he did?

Do they obey like he does?

Drawing a conclusive no to those questions you decided in your head what Osomatsu was to you. A new toy meant to be played with, one you wanted to break in as soon as possible.

Trailing one finger from the base to the tip he shivered under your touch. Totoko took off her sweater and wiggled out of her tiny skirt. Osomatsu watched as two sets of hands caressed his chest and torso, trailing down to his thighs before one finally took his member into their hand. He let out a strangled cry at the sudden contact. Immediately embarrassed, his hand shot up to muffle his moaning. Totoko however wasn't having it. She leaned over and gently pulled his hand from his mouth.

"Nuh uh Oso, let us hear you." She said sweetly. His teeth clenched as you provided him some relief, pumping his cock with your hand. Totoko mindlessly caressed his torso as she watched from her spot laying next to him. She couldn't help but rub her thighs together as your hand went to work.

Osomatsu finally budged and let out a long dramatic moan. You rewarded him by releasing him from your grip and taking position between his legs instead. He propped himself up on his elbows wondering what you were doing before you took his him back into your hands. You licked one long strip from the base to the tip, he cried out from how smooth and warm your tongue was.

"Fuck!!" He cried clenching the sheets with his fist. You proceeded to bring the tip to your lips. Giving it a light kiss before taking as much of it as you could. Osomatsu was bigger than you thought, his tip easily poking at the back of your throat. You bobbed your head to the sound of his heavy breathing and jumbled words. Totokos fingers trailed up his chest and gripped his cheek making him look at her with an already fucked out expression. She grinned as she pulled him into a heated kiss, shoving her tongue in his mouth to quiet him down. Though he did get quieter, his words were only muffled. He layed down, no longer being able to hold himself on his elbows as you mercilessly sucked him. Totoko followed him down gently pulling his now free hand to her pussy. You heard Oso let out a deep groan as his long slender fingers entered Totoko. She hummed in approval against his lips and lightly bucked against his fingers. Osomatsu was in a state of pure ecstasy, concentrating on his upcoming release. Asking him to preform anything right now wouldn't reach him, and she knew that. So instead she just let his finger stuff her, as she teasingly rubbed her own clit.

"Mmmphhh!!!" He tried to warn you but it was too late. Osomatsu had already shot his load down your throat. You didnt let it go to waste however and swallowed every drop. His chest heaved as you stood up and wiped your mouth. You observed Totoko who still rubbed longingly at her clit, and Osomatsu who's dick was still rock solid. Totoko pulled away from Oso and looked back at you, smiling happily.

"What are you waiting for? Get on." She told you. Osomatsu groaned, thinking his ears had deceived him. Still knuckles deep in Totoko, it dawned on him that he wouldn't be let go until you both were satisfied.

"You sure you don't wanna go first?" You asked. She nodded.

"Im sure. Now hurry up before he gets soft." She fussed. So without a further thought, you crawled on top of Oso, who just about blew a fuse from feeling so much of your body around him. Sitting on his pelvis, his dick stood firm against the cheeks of your ass and he huffed beneath you. The feeling of your thighs around his waist was oddly pleasant to him. His free hand reached out and grabbed your hip, his thumb delicately stroked the surface.

Your reciprocated those comforting actions, rubbing soothing circles on his chest. You could feel his heart pound beneath them. Totoko was on her side now, waiting with his hand still between her thighs and watching, anticipating her girlfriend getting fucked by an old friend. It turned her on more than she would've liked to admit. She watched as your hand moved from his chest to cradle his face. She loved how caring you were, you always made sure she was alright, it made her happy that you gave Osomatsu that same courtesy.

"Are you ok Oso?" You checked, voice soft and laced with slight concern. You'd hoped this wasn't too much for him.

He admired you. How your hair framed your face perfectly as you looked down at him. Kind eyes that didn't judge and instead stared at him with an insatiable lust. He grinned, leaning into your touch, his dick pulsed against you.

"I'm ok, just super fucking horny." He admitted with a shaky voice. You gave him an understanding look, lifting your hips and scooting back.

"I can help you." You said as you sunk down slowly. He threw his head back in pleasure, abruptly pulling his fingers out of Totoko to grip your ass with both hands. He gripped you tight like you'd dissappear if he let go, you winced as you sunk lower and lower, he hissed as you took every inch of him into your dripping cunt. The stretch stung just a bit, but you sighed in relief when he was all the way in. The way he looked at you, desperate for you to move as his cock kissed your cervix. You'd wondered why you hadn't done this sooner.

Introduce a boy toy into your sex lives.

Lightly rocking your hips, you felt his tip grind gently against that aching spot. You moaned as he messaged the deepest parts of you, alleviating a pressure you didnt know was in you. His grip stayed tight on your ass, his brows were furrowed and tiny little tears threatened to spill out of his eyes. He was still sensitive from just coming earlier, but would never tell you two that.

Totoko rolled on her back, allowing you access to see how she shoved her fingers in her own pussy and rubbed her clit with the palm of her hand. She smirked as she kept pumping her fingers in and out, her gaze never left yours. Her little noises were right next to Osomatsu's ear, unintentionally encouraging him to be noisy as well. He groaned when you stopped rocking your hips, and the tears fell when you started riding for real.

The symphony of cries was something you'd never forget.

His right hand left you and moved over to grab one of Totokos breast. She whined at the unexpected touches from him. Taking what he learned just a while ago into account he gripped her tit and rolled her nipple between his fingers. Pinching and pulling just rough enough the have her crying out for more. The sight pleased you and had you gasping as you felt yourself getting closer, the sensation building up in your guts had your eyes rolling back and basking in the pleasure.

"Ah! Shit! You're doing so good Oso! You feel so good!" You babbled as you greedily bounced your hips againt him. Sounds from him ramming inside of you squelched in a perfect tone. Your clit occasionally rubbed against his pelvis and you were desperate to cum. Suddenly you felt osomatsu's hand come back and reposition themselves on your hips. Too wrapped up in your own pleasure, you didn't notice how he was helping you. Choking out moans as you lifted up and he'd thrust up inside you roughly when you came down. You could feel it, your release was coming.

Totoko cried out as her hips twitched. She had managed to edge herself a few times since you sat on Osomatsu's cock but it was getting hard for her to hold back. She looked over at the way his mouth was open wide and an idea came to mind. Pulling her fingers out of her wet cunt. She watched the way her slick glistened on her fingers in the light of the room before shoving them in his mouth. He let out a surprised noise but sucked them without a second thought.

"Fuck...." She uttered before pulling them out. Sitting up she crawled up towards osomatsus face and spread her legs. "You see this?" She said spreading her lips so he could see. "I want you to lick that little nub right there. I want you to make me cum with your mouth. You can do it right?" She asked.

"Come find out." He moaned, barely able to contain himself. She grinned before climbing on top of his face one of his hands left your hip and grabbed hers to push her down. Her breath hitched when she was greeted by his wet tongue against her aching clit. She gently rocked her hips into his mouth and his throaty moans vibrated throughouther core.

You watched as Osomatsu eagerly ate her out, his tongue was visible when he shoved it inside of her, and his throat swallowed her fluids instinctively. You finally understood why totoko wanted to see you get fucked. Just watching her ride Oso's face was enough to make you want you come instantly. Your hands couldn't resist grabbing at her sides, you used her as leverage to ride him even rougher. You legs felt weak but the urgent need for release overpowered the ache.

"Fuuuckk I'm gonna...." A few more pumps and your were gushing. He winced, not expecting you to get even tighter when you came. He slapped the skin of your thigh lightly hoping you'd get the memo to get off. You did, and were rewarded with the sight of his seed spilling out onto his stomach. Totoko looked behind her at the mess and wore an amused expression.

Totoko lifted herself off of osomatsus face to reveal half alive state. You got off of him as well and searched for something to clean him up with. When you came back he still lied there motionless. You gently wiped all the fluids off of his face and stomach then threw the poor towel to the side. Your girlfriend waited patiently on her back again, gently caressing Oso's arm.

"Thank you." He said still in a daze. You glanced over at Toto, who had a needy look on her face.

"Can you go one more time?" You asked him. "If you need to tap out that's ok, I can take over from here." You said. He looked up at you, appreciative for the break but he'd already resigned to his fate a while ago.

"I can do one more." He confidently stated.

And thats how you got to where you were now. Totokos back rested on your thighs and you messaged her breast with one hand the other caressed her stomach. You bit your lip at the sight before you. Osomatsu pressed Totoko's thighs forward and stretched her open. The tip of his dick pushed against the palm of your hand whenever he pushed all the way in. You stared with wide eyes, your teasing remark from the day before became a reality right before your eyes.

"You see that Toto? That cute little bulge I told you about?" You asked her as she cried in absolute bliss. Moving your hand, the three of you stared in wonder. The imprint showing itself proudly.

"Fuck! How is that possible?!" Osomatsu grunted. But Totoko couldn't give a proper response, no. Only able to choke and sob as he began to mercilessly fuck her.

A stream of fluid spewed out as she screamed, sqirting all over Osomatsu and drenching the bed. He pulled out and gripped his cock, giving it a few rough pumps before coming for a third time on Totokos stomach.

Osomatsu managed to move away to the side and passed out on the bed. You didn't blame him though, you were surprised he had so much stamina for his first time.

"Im suprised he didn't pass out sooner." She chuckled from your lap.

"Me too, he did good." You agreed.

Totoko sat up and you followed her off the bed. The both of you walked to the restroom like usual to discuss the situation you'd gotten yourselves in. Many possibilities are now open, how far can you take it?

You were unaware however, that the man you had become entangled with had some....baggage with him. And they were currently up and discussing where their older brother could be.

#x reader #osomatsu x reader #totoko x reader #osomatsu san #osomatsu matsuno #mr osomatsu

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The urge to watch osomatsu-san again and write some absolute filth.

#osomatsu san #x reader #osomatsu x reader #should i? we'll see

[foolstower]

Here’s an idea:

Take your matsu by his face and mash his cheeks

Squish him like a lil ball of dough

He’s already in love with you look at him

[foolstower]

[foolstower]

Soooo, me again :) (I asked about your rules and things) long story short: I'm being a simp for stardew valley Sam at the moment and I have a feeling that there aren't a lot of os about him :( just can't decide on which idea to ask, if it's ok with you could you please choose one you feel most likely to write for?

° Tattoo date to zuzu city

° some comfort after y/n stands in front of his door to stay for the night because their parents had fought again like everyday and needs some time away (romantic or platonic)

° y/n sees him backstage after the concert kissing penny, thinking they won't have a chance but turns out he doesn't like penny and that's all a misunderstanding (you can choose if it should involve smut or not)

° saving his crush (y/n, what a surprise) from her toxic relationship and showing her how much better he could treat her (also, fluff or smut

Sorry if it's a lot to choose from qwq I just have so many things I think would be nice to read about him qwq

I was so tempted to do the penny one but chose to do the toxic relationship prompt instead. I'm definitely gonna keep that penny idea in mind though. Thank you so much for your request I loved all of these ideas! hope you enjoy!!

Radiant

(Sam stardew valley x reader)

Leaving zuzu city was the best thing you could've done for yourself right? Or so you thought, a raging voice was leaking through your cellphones speaker. They were on another drunken stupor, crying and yelling for you to come back. To sell the farm house and just come back. Aren't they more important? Than your stupid fantasy of being able to live off the the land.

"You'll starve!" They said. "What's even out there that has you wanting to stay so bad? It's been a few months.....you probably met someone didn't you?" Before they could continue you interrupted them.

"I'm done. Call me tomorrow morning when you're not drunk." You flatly stated and hung up. You were sure you'd wake up to many angry texts tomorrow morning, followed by a string of apologies. Promising they'll never say those things again, they didn't know what they were thinking. They just miss you so much that it's hard to cope.

You laid down in bed and hugged your pillow tight. Curling into a ball around it, you reminisced on your situation. For the past few months, you'd be lying if you didn't admit your empty bed brought you comfort. After a few years of living with your partner you'd grown used to their arms holding you down as you slept, unable to toss or turn. There was no room to breathe, no space to stretch. But ever since living on the farm you'd grown accustomed to the freedom. More than just physically but mentally too. Regardless of this you still longed for their companionship.

Sometimes the emptiness of the farm house was too much, you supposed.

Silencing the swirling thoughts in your head you thought of someone sweeter. A radiant light that showed itself on a dark night.

You were sat at the pier near Willy's cabin staring into the depths of the ocean. You'd only lived in stardew valley for a week and you were already begging your significant other not to come pick you up. You'd already turned off your phone at that point and were gazing at waters moonlit surface. You were drowning in your thoughts when you met him.

Light steps etched closer before he sat next to you on the pier. He talked to you as if he'd known you for years.

"What's got you out here so late?" He asked as crossed one leg under the other. "Stargazing?"

"No.. the stars are beautiful tonight though." Your raspy voice answered. Pointing your attention to the sky, Sparkling little glimmers shined happily. Blissfully unaware of any and all earthly issues. He was silent for a moment before he spoke again.

"Are you ok? Wanna talk about it?" He questioned. You thought on it for a second. Who was this guy? Worrying over someone he's never met. Regardless you found yourself gravitating towards his kindness. Maybe he was someone you'd like to know.

"What's your name?" You countered with a different question, finally looking over at him.

"Sam. and you?" He said. A small smile shown as he took in your features. He couldn't help but wonder what got someone so cute upset like that. It was dark but he could still see the reflection of the tears on your cheeks in the moonlight. Though you were a stranger, it upset him. He wouldn't pry though.

"Y/n." You said as you rubbed your face dry. "What brings you here?" You asked genuinely curious why anyone else would be out so late.

"Well honestly I came out here and thought you were my friend sebastian at first." He said with a small laugh, hand bashfully behind his head. "I was gonna ask him for a cig but instead I saw a cute girl and thought I'd introduce myself." He winked pointing a finer gun at you before putting it away. You blushed at that but smiled none the less. Something you hadn't done that whole day.

"Well unfortunately I'm taken but I appreciate it." You softly stated. At the time you couldn't quite place why you felt dissatisfied with that statement.

He let out a 'aww' but still stayed in his spot next to you. "Unfortunately? That doesn't sound too good." He prodded.

"Yeah......things aren't too good at the moment. But every relationship has a few rough patches right?" You sighed. It was mostly a question for yourself honestly.

You picked up your phone and saw through the blinding light that it was 1am. Knowing you had to wake up early in the morning, you sadly had to say goodbye. "Sorry sam. It was nice meeting you but I have to go to bed soon. It was nice taking to you." You said as you got up and dusted off your pants. You gave a small wave and turned to leave only taking a few steps before getting stopped.

"Wait!" He yelled still seated. "You wanna hang out sometime?" He asked. The pleading look in his eyes was something you couldn't say no to.

"Sure, you free tomorrow morning?" You asked almost too eagerly. Sam silently cursed in his head. He had work tomorrow morning and his boss was already annoyed with him. But to hell with all that.

"Yeah I'm free."

You awoke from your slumber still glued to the pillow you had fallen asleep with. Getting up and untangling yourself from all your blankets, you were able to finally escape your mess of a mattress. You stretched and some of your bones popped from being still for so long. You groaned, you felt like you'd been asleep for days.

You made your way to the kitchen with a yawn and poured a glass of water. The drink successfully woke you up and you rubbed some of the drowsiness out of your eyes. Drink in hand, you went back to your bedroom to do the inevitable. Check your phone.

With a heavy sigh you unplugged it and dived deep into the various messages that had been sent throughout the night. As you had predicted most of them were from last night. Messages about how they just want the best for you. How they were hurt that you actively choose a dead dream over your relationship. But they love you and they're sorry for what they said. But what they said next made your heart race. And you didn't know if it was in a good way.

'Please y/n can you forget about everything? Just for tonight? I'm coming to visit you. I don't care about our problems anymore I want to see you, I miss you. I'll be there tonight.'

You texted them back that you needed time. You weren't going to just ignore everything now that they wanted you to. It'd been a while since their last visit but you were too upset to even fathom seeing them. They didn't reply.

After exiting the text, you opened up one from an hour ago from somene who knows how to cheer you up.

Sam wanted to know if you were free in a few hours so you could go with him to the beach. Jas and Vincent wanted to go play by the ocean and he wanted to know if you wanted to tag along so he wouldn't be bored. You smiled to yourself and texted him back.

'Of course! I'll see you in a bit, gotta take care of some things on the farm then I'll head that way.'

You threw your phone on the bed and changed into your outfit. After throwing on your shoes and successfully tying them up, you made your way outside. Forgetting your phone on the bed.

After feeding the chickens and watering the crops you felt much better. Something about doing little things on your farm were fulfilling to you. Putting your watering can back in its place you made your way to the beach, hoping he didn't wait too long for you to get there.

As you got closer to where he stood on the beach, you made sure to stay silent. Finally standing next to him, he jumped a bit when he noticed you before laughing nervously.

"Jeez! Do you like doing that? How are you so quiet all the time?" He asked placing a hand over his racing heart. You did like doing this. Who wouldn't like to see that face he makes?

"Sorry, it's just so easy sometimes." You laughed. He gave you playful glare before looking back out toward the kids. After confirming they were ok and still on beach he turned his attention back to you. The sun made his blond hair shine more than usual and you could see that some of it was actually bleached from so much exposure to it.

"So? Got anything planned today? You could come hang out at the saloon tonight if you want. Me, seb, and Abby are gonna play pool tonight. It'd be nice to have some good luck on my side." He said elbowing your arm lightly. You smiled and seriously thought about taking him up on the offer. Sadly the life of the farmer isn't as free as you'd originally thought.

"Sorry, I bought a bunch of seeds from Pierre's yesterday and didn't get around to planting them. I'll probably be tilling the land all day." You sighed, already anticipating how bad your arms would hurt tomorrow.

"Aww I can help! It can't be too complicated right?" He offered. He wasn't unually one to volunteer to do work but in his mind, any time with you is a good time.

"It's ok I wouldn't want to put you through that pain." You half joked. "Also you have work tomorrow, it's gonna suck stocking shelves with sore arms." He went to argue but you stopped him. "Really, it's ok. Go have fun tonight you have to hang out with your other friends too you know." You both laughed knowing the two of you have been stuck to the hip since you met.

"Alright alright, if you say so." He said playfully. He looked out into the distance once again noting jas and Vincent's locations before looking back at you. He also noted how beautiful you always looked without ever trying. You eyes were squinting at him in the sunlight before you brought up your hand to shield your eyes. The wind gently blew through your hair and the sound of your voice carried over the sound if the waves. You were just perfect to him, nothing less.

A few hours had passed and you two talked about different things. You inquired about his band and he happily told you in detail all his plans and how he's always dreamed of doing it. You felt like you could stay and speak with him for the rest of the day, but heard tiny footsteps quickly approaching.

"Sam!! Im hungry!" Vincent ran up and looked at him patiently waiting for an answer. Jas quietly laughed to herself.

"Yeah i guess im a little hungry too." He said looking at the time. His expression changed to slight panic before he put his phone away. "So uh... I gotta go, dinner was done an hour ago and mom is pissed, heh" He nervously laughed. "Come on kids! Let's go home!" He said as they both ran towards the exit of the beach.

"I'll see you later Sam. Tell the others I said hi!" You said referring to Sebastian and Abigail.

"I will! And good luck on the farm you're gonna need it." He gave a salute before running after the kids. You watched as they all disappeared past the trees separating the town and the beach. Your heart ached a bit. If only time didn't go by so fast.

As you made your way home you tried to calculate just how much you could get done before midnight. Visions of seeds and gold unraveled in your mind as you approached your property. As you stepped up the porch something didn't feel quite right. Your chickens didnt approach you like they unually did and you heard your tv on the other side of the door. You swore you turned it off. Scared but armed with various farming equipment you made the decision to enter your home.

A show played on the TV making the figure on your couch clear as day. It looks like your partner decided to come anyway.

"What are you doing here?" You asked as calmly as you could.

"Sorry I was already on the way over and you still hadn't texted me back, thought I'd wait here a bit longer before going to look for you." They said.

"That's not my point. I said I needed time." You stated firmly.

"Listen... y/n I'm sorry, I really am. I know I hurt you deeply and I just wanted to say sorry in person." They said, tear pricked their eyes but never leaked out. You felt kind of bad for them. "I won't talk about any of that..... I just wanted to see you again." They claimed. You were hesitant to accept their compromise but did none the less. With your guard still up you sat on your couch beside them.

"Are you hungry? I thought you'd be hungry by now so I made Alfredo." They said.

After not eating all day you gut made itself known with a loud growl. You frowned before getting up to make yourself a plate. Eating some of it on your way back to the couch you stomach finally stopped it's noises. "Thank you, it's really good."

"No problem, I already ate so eat as much as you want." They said before turning to watch the rest of the movie. And just like that, back to normal.

It was getting late and you could hear the rain on the roof. Thunder lightly rumbled out side and you were cuddled into your partners side. The TV had already played a few things and you were getting tired. You had planned to fall asleep in your spot on the couch before your partner spoke.

"Y/n. What do you like about this place?" They quietly asked. That instantly woke you up.

"I like plenty of things about it. This cabin, the land, the wildlife. The townspeople are nice. I love everything about it." You passionately expressed. Their brows furrowed at that.

"I don't understand. You can live in the city and still visit these places." They said. You were already tired and really didn't want to talk about this right now.

"What happened to not caring about our problems anymore?" You questioned. They were silent for a second before continuing.

"What happened to being together for the rest of our lives? You left me in the city!" Their words cut deep and sparked rage instantly.

"Why can't you just drop it! Why can't you see that I'm doing this for you too! Shouldn't you be happy for me? We're living in an economy where you end up paying thousands of dollars every year just to stay alive and now I have this opportunity and you just want me to throw it away!?! Why do you have to have everything your way all the damn time!" You yelled as you got up from the couch and crossed your arms.

"No! You're the one being selfish! We already had a life in the city that you uprooted for this stupid fucking dream of yours!" They screamed at you from the couch. "This is unrealistic! It's not sustainable! And just.... UGH it's fucked!!" They yelled standing just to punching the wall. Fortunately your house was sturdy and wouldn't get damaged so easy. You were already crying by the time they were done yelling, and after seeing your face it just made them angrier. You wanted to just curl up in your room in a ball like usual but you knew you couldn't this time. They'd just follow you.

You needed to leave.

You walked towards the door as they kept ranting.

"Where are you going!? It's raining and its midnight!" They yelled walking towards you.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" You cried. They seemed to snap out of their angry haze and looked at you shocked. "I'm leaving until you get out of here. Go home!! Just leave me alone!" You screamed as you opened the door and slammed it. Cold wet wind immediately blew into your already tired body but the adrenaline allowed you to push through. Thunder clapped in the skies and sobs wracked through your body. There was only one place you could go this late. You'd hoped he'd still be up practicing on his guitar or something.

Mud squelched under your feet as your made your trek into town. Cold rain poured down on you and you could see the dull light of Sam's porch light coming into view. You knew his family was asleep so you went over to his window. Faint strums from a guitar lightly played behind the glass. You sighed in relief at the sound. You lightly knocked on the window and waited patiently. A few seconds passed before the blinds on the other side lifted. As soon as he saw it was you he opened up his window and helped you climb inside.

"You're drenched! Are you ok?" He bombarded you with questions. Your shivering form and puffy eyes were enough to give him some signs as to what had happened.

"No." You sighed as you sat on the floor in front of the window. Your exhaustion quickly caught up with you and the rain made your clothes feel ten pounds heavier. You brought your knees to your chest and wrapped your arms around them. Sam got a blanket off his bed and threw it over your shoulders before sitting next to you

"My partner was waiting for me at home today. I didnt have my phone so I had no idea." You said. "We had a fight the night before but they seemed to want to move past that so I let them stay. I should've just kicked them out. They're never going to understand what i do. What i want l, or who i want to be" You said, tears pricked your eyes. "I'm doing this for them too.... and all they do is call me stupid for it." You cried. "Why do they love to hate me?" You felt bad that you were dumping all this on your friend but you just wanted support. "My farm isn't some stupid dream i came up with on the fly."

A comforting hand rubbed your back as Sam held his tongue. There were only a few other times where you'd kinda let him in on what was really happening. But he'd heard enough to piece together that this person was an asshole. How could someone like that end up with someone as sweet as you.

"You're right. It's not some stupid dream, so why do you keep letting them tell you that?" He asked. Maybe that was a little too blunt. But he was tired of seeing you seeing you caught in their web, not even attempting to escape. You were silent. If anything that made you cry a bit harder. He immediately regretted what he said and rubbed your back a little harder out of stress.

But he's right, all the things they do happen becaue you let it. You never felt powerful enough to stop them, all you could ever do is run away.

"Because.... I'm scared." You confessed. "Whenever I want to say anything to them, something in the back of my head tells me not to. Like my premonition is telling me something bad will happen."

"Y/n.....that's terrible." He said. "You don't deserve that."

"I feel like I do." You replied. The comforting hand on your back stopped and instead moved to caress your cheek. You turned to look at him. He looked back with sad eyes. Almost as if he could cry with you.

"You don't." He said firmly. "You deserve someone who's going to support you no matter what. Someone who'll be there when you cry, even if it's something simple like stepping on your favorite flower." You smiled. You remembered that day. Rip Petunia. His thumb wiped the tears from underneath your swollen eyes. His touch was warm, and made your heart beat just a little faster.

"If only someone like that existed." You weakly laughed. He just looked at you. Debating if he was gonna say what he actually wanted to say. He felt like if he passed this opportunity up there'd be no second chances.

"He does, I'm right here." He confessed.

You were always ashamed when you gave in to his incessant flirting. Comments here and there, 'accidental' touches, wanting to be around each other all the time. Though you were in a relationship, the longer you were in stardew valley the more you realized how much your partner drained you. How much you longed for a real connection, someone who loved you.

"Really?" Was all you could utter, not conveying how happy you really were.

"Yeah, really." He confirmed. A scarlet hue started to take over his face but he was still serious. Something about the way he looked at you told you to trust him. There was a special bond between the two of you and you'd know it from the start. You just denied it. You wanted to cry again, knowing someone like him had been in your life for a while now. A supporter, a friend, and maybe, if you let him. Something more.

You didn't really know what to say. Your words wouldn't be able to convey how you felt so you just curled into his side. Taking in his warmth. His body was stiff but eased up after a second. His arm fell naturally on your shoulders and pulled you closer. You'd never felt so anxious around Sam as you did right now. Heart racing, cheeks hot. Alot of feelings you'd pushed down over the months had resurfaced in an instant.

"You're still drenched. Do you want some of my clothes? You're gonna freeze in here." He fretted. The question made you aware of just how cold and uncomfortable you were in your still wet clothes.

"That'd be nice." You smiled standing up from your spot. You left the cover on the floor and walked with Sam to his dresser. He handed you a t-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts and showed you where the restroom was.

You closed the door behind you and changed out of your muddy clothes. You washed off any mud you got on your body before putting on the nice clean clothes, you took a second to take in your state in the mirror. You've looked better. Your eyes were still red from crying so long and your hair got tangled in the harsh rain. You took a moment to run your fingers through your hair only being able to tame half of it. You left the restroom and headed back to Sam's room. Your hand rested above the door handle and you debated how you were going to ask him if you could stay the night. You couldn't go back home, not until tomorrow at least and there's no one else you were close enough with to ask. And besides. You wanted to stay, he made you feel safe. You were able to be vulnerable around him and you knew he'd never chastise you over it.

Entering the room you saw he'd already made a spot on the floor for himself. A few blankets and pillows positioned how he liked. You evaluated what was happening before you said something.

"Sam?" You looked at him laying on his makeshift bed. He smiled.

"Well, I didn't think you'd be going home tonight. It's storming outside and I wouldn't want you to go home anyway considering the situation." He said. Gesturing to his bed. "It's all yours, come lay down, I know you're tired." He concluded. You were slightly taken aback. He already anticipated you staying the night and was really sweet about it. You walked over and laid down in his bed. It was a different type of comfort. Different from your own bed, your always felt cold and empty. Comforting only because you weren't constricted by a possessive embrace. But in his it was almost like the bed could swallow you up. Various pillows and a giant cover made you feel like you were in a little nest. Safe and secure. You rolled on your side so you could look at Sam who met your gaze from the floor.

"Thank you.. you're doing alot for me tonight." You expressed your gratitude. He grinned.

"Your worth doing so much for." He said in a soft voice. It made your heart flutter.

With a content sigh you laid on your back and closed your eyes. You were absolutely exhausted. But no matter how long you kept your eyes closed sleep wouldn't come. Tiny recaps of your night kept playing over and over again, keeping you in your restless state. You shyly looked over at Sam's now sleeping figure and couldn't help but wonder if he'd be able to purge all your thoughts for you. As if he heard you in his dreams he woke up and caught your lingering gaze.

"You ok?" He yawned, rubbing one of his eyes. You were silently debating in your head if it was ok to ask if he could hold you. You knew he probably wouldn't mind, but you couldn't help but wonder if it broke any of his boundaries.

"Can you come here?" You asked. The dark room did well to hide the blush taking over your face. He was quiet but you could hear the sound of him getting up before he sat on the edge of the bed.

"You ok?" He asked you again, in slightly more worried tone this time.

"I will be, ....can you just hold me?...Sorry if thats weird to ask." You mumbled fingers fidgeting with hem of one of the pillows. He laughed.

"Sure weirdo, scoot over." He instructed as you moved closer to the wall. You didn't expect for him to actually climb into bed with you for some reason, and you didn't exactly know how to go about what you just asked for.

Luckily for you he wasn't so shy. After he made himself comfortable under the covers he pulled you into his chest. His chin rested on top of your head and his arm draped over you. When he held you it wasn't uncomfortable. His arms were loose and inviting, not the constriction you were used to. Yesterday, you would've never thought you'd end up here. Where you were meant to be.

"Thank you." You mumbled into his chest.

"No, thank you. For trusting me. From now on you don't have to worry about anything" He said planting a kiss on your head. "I'll make it all better." He whispered. The intimacy of his voice in your ear really did make those words stick in your mind. You wrapped your arm around his torso, ready to fully embrace his warmth. As you drifted off into a peaceful slumber you thanked the world for giving you Sam.

A radiant light that you were lucky enough to see.

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Really wanna send a request 😩do you have any rules for what your writing and not writing (or just characters/fandoms you don't write for) or any masterlist?

Not necessarily! I'm down to write anything for you guys. I'm relatively new to NSFW writing so if you request anything along those lines I'll take it as good practice! Besides that I'm in a few Fandoms right now but if you request a character I don't know about I'm willing to learn about them so that I can write for them!

Also about the master list, I'm willing to make one but I'll wait until I write a few more works to do it. Also I'm on mobile and never made a masterlist before so I'll probably take a while to figure it out. lol

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Shark Fish-men going a little crazy when they taste your blood during sex.

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Comfort

(Sebastian(stardew valley) x fem!reader)

Comfort smut?? I got a little lost in the sauce with this one.

Your legs grew weaker as you ran. Shadow like creatures chased you endlessly through the tunnels of the cave. Your breath grew ragged, you felt like you had been running for hours. Unarmed and afraid, you thought you could keep going until you found an elevator. But they drew closer with every step. You could feel their claws lightly scratching the surface of your arms and legs before something managed to grab your ankle.

You fell and hit the ground hard. Looking back you saw the familiar face of a friend. His clawed hand gripped your leg tight, enough to bruise.

"Krobus? What's going on?" You rasped out. Still winded from the impact. He looked off, long claws almost punctured your skin, his usual friendly demeanor was long gone and when he spoke you couldn't help but notice his mouth full of sharp, rotten teeth.

"You should've never gone this deep." His voice was distorted and strained. "Now you'll never leave." He groaned as he melted into a pile of black goo. You tried to get up but started to sink into the floor. The same black goo your friend had just melted into was now the entirety of the cave floor. Your feet were the first to go. Black tendrils snaked up you body and desperately tried to pull you under. The panick set in and you cried for help.

"Please!" You sunk further and struggled to stay above the floor. "Help me!!" You sobbed. soon your whole body was one with the cave your head was close to submerging before you cried out one last time.

"SEBASTIAN!!!"

Your body was wrapped in a warm embrace. A soothing voice muttered above your form and a hand caressed your back. Your face was buried in someone's chest and by the familiar scent of cedar and cigarettes you knew exactly who.

Another nightmare, you concluded. Your body immediately relaxed as your wrapped your arms around your husband's torso. His t-shirt was wet with tears where he cradled your face. His hand drew unknown patterns on your back as you came to.

"Another nightmare?" He asked. You nodded. Ever since getting to the bottom of the caves and pocketing the skull key, you've had night terrors every now and again. Sometimes they were tame, but sometimes they were like this one. More intense. More realistic.

"It was about the cave again." You muttered softly into his chest. "Im tired of this."

A sad smile graced his features. He felt for you, he really did. After pulling countless all-nighters for the same reason he was glad he at least knew how to comfort you. Holding you in his arms always calmed you down.

"You're home now, you're ok." He comforted. You both stayed like that for a long while before you slowly made your way out of the comforting embrace he trapped you in. A puzzled look played across his features as he moved to release you. "Where you goin'?" He asked.

"I'm just gonna grab a water real quick. I'll be back." You smiled before leaving the room. Sebastian stayed in his position, his back was against the headboard and he proceeded to lose himself in his thoughts. What was causing you to have so many nightmares all of a sudden? His heart ached everytime you cried out his name in your sleep. At first he thought it was cute, hearing his name come out in a small mumble, your grip would tighten around him before calming down. But now they were worrisome. Occasionally waking up to you screaming his name or you sobbing at the edge of the bed by yourself. He knew you were exhausted. He felt like shit because he couldn't help you more. He wished he could just take all your pain away.

"Seb? Are you ok?" You asked as you came back in. Sebastians thoughts shown clearly on his face. He was worried, worried about what would happen if this keeps up.

He smiled at you none the less. "I'm fine babe. I should be asking you that question." He softly chided as you crawled back into your spot on the bed. You looked at him with soft eyes. He was always like this. Deflecting your concerns toward him back at you.

"I'm ok now, because of you." You said as you rolled on your side. He chuckled, one of the many qualities he loved about you was your ability to to bounce back from stressful situations. It was a charming quality that made him feel less anxious about things.

"Tomorrow I'm taking that stupid key to the wizard, maybe he can tell me what's up with it." You mentioned. "Im almost positive that's the root of my problems." You explained. Sebastian sighed in slight relief. He's glad you had suspicions of the key as well, he didn't want to suggest that it was the problem just in case it was too far fetched. But ever since you brought it home with you there's been nothing but bad juju around the house.

"I hope that he can help you out. I'm starting to get really worried." He admitted. "It seems like you're getting worse as time goes on, sometimes you scream like you're in pain." He explained as he scooted down the bed to a laying position. He rolled on his side to face you and propped himself up on his elbow. His hand lovingly caressed your cheek. His sad eyes looked at you, gently moving to comb his fingers through you hair. A lone strand escaped and he delicately tucked it behind your ear. You gave a content sigh. No matter how many years you'd been with sebastian, his touch still made your body feel like static.

Your hand came up to grab his, cherishing the feeling of his warm skin. You grabbed his hand that was just playing with the loose strands on your shoulder and brought it to your lips. You kissed the back of it and looked back up at him.

"I love you sebastian. As long as you're with me, I'll feel safe." You whispered. His concerned look softened.

"I love you too. I just wish there was more I could do for you." He said sadly. His hand came down to rest of your waist. You stared up at him for a second before an idea came to mind. Something that always took both of your minds off stressful situations.

"You could help me forget." You stated. He looked at you confused.

"Huh?" Was all that he could utter. You got up from your comfy spot and pressed on his shoulder. Gesturing him to lay on his back. You proceeded to sit in your usual spot on his pelvis. Both of your thighs were exposed and his warm hands didn't hesitate to grip both of them.

"You can help me forget.....you know how." You leaned down to whisper in his ear. His grip tightened a little at that. The scarlet hue you loved so much spread across his cheeks. Both of your arms pinned him down by his shoulers.

"Are you su-" before he could finish his sentence you ground your hips against his. He groaned at the contact and gave you a lustful glare. His erection pushed up against his boxers beneath you wanting nothing more than to feel your skin.

"I'm positive." You smiled. The only thing you wore were one of his t-shirts and your panties. Surely a sight for the beholder. One of his hands snaked under your shirt to play with your exposed nipple. You whined a bit at the contact.

"Sebby.....what do you want to do?" You offered. He thought for a moment before coming to a conclusion.

"I don't want you to do anything.. Just let me take care of you tonight. Ok?" He said as he changed your positioning.

You were now on your back. Your head rested on soft pillows and the silky comforter felt good on your now bare skin. Sebastian kissed a trail from the base of your neck to your inner thigh. His fingers massaged the sides of your hips as he made his journey.

Ecstasy. That's what he'd give you to forget about your troubles. Your loving husband was the only one that could provide you with this. To allow you to indulge in endless pleasures and forget about everything. Even if it was only for a moment. He'd make you whole again.

A moan pushed its way out your lips as sebastians slender fingers pushed themselves into your dripping core. They slightly curved up knowing by now just where to press to entice a cute reaction out of you.

Your hips arched into his palm trying to create more friction as pulled his fingers out agonizingly slow. You pouted. He brought them to his lips and locked eyes with you before sucking the juices off both of them. He seemed more confident tonight. You felt like you could melt with the way he looked at you. He gave a satisfied expression.

"Keep looking at me like that." He instructed. You watched as he positioned himself between your thighs. He had a vice like hold on one of your legs the other stayed on your hip. "Don't look away." He smirked before divulging himself.

You could feel his tongue lick gentle streaks from your entrance to your clit. The continuous motion made you skin feel hot to the touch. His hands spread your thighs open more allowing him more access to suck on it. Sebastian always knew just what to do when eating your cunt. Licking and sucking, the sounds he made were enough to make you cum.

Your hand instinctively grabbed a fistful of his soft hair. Keeping you grounded in reality and keeping the hair out of his face while he worked. You huffed and moaned. A coil in your stomach was about to snap. Just a little more.

"Fuuckk.... you feel so good." Your throaty praise reached his ears. Your free hand played with your own breast and you felt his deep laugh . He began to focus primarily on your clit flicking it until you finally came.

He held his head there for a moment, admiring how you were a gushing mess. Only he was allowed to see this side of you. The messy side. A part of you he never would have known existed had he not asked for it, one night years ago.

He climbed his way up your body and planted a wet kiss on your lips. Through half lidded eyes you could tell he wanted more. You were happy to oblige.

"You ready?" He teased. Pulling his boxers down just enough to expose his member. Thick and hard, you always wondered how it managed to fit inside you. He pulled you closer to him, kissing and biting at your neck as he slipped inside with little to no resistance. He made you feel so full, so satisfied and loved. Breathy moans filled the room, hands groped and nails dug into any flesh that it could. He pounded into you roughly. Wanting you to feel how much he needs you. His hand found its way to your neck and gave a gentle squeeze. Your walls clenched around him causing his thrust to falter before he finally came inside. You could feel his seed fill and spill out of you as he buried himself deeper. You both were a panting mess as your high came down. He pulled out and laid next to you, pulling you into his arms holding you close to his chest.

"I love you y/n....I'll never let anything hurt you." He muttered into your hair. You sighed, perfectly content as long as you were with him.

"I love you too... i know you won't." You said. You still needed to clean up but for now....

You'd rather just stay in this moment with him. For as long as you can.

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Wishing all of you a very merry "I suddenly have the motivation and time to write a minimum 10k fic"... please

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Pomegranates & Brunch

Elliot x reader (Stardew valley)

A/n: obsessed with the dew rn

Pomegranates.

A peculiar little fruit that you didn't much care for until you moved to Stardew valley. Cracking one open you could see it's ruby red seeds gleam under the sunlight. Maybe he'll come by today. He'll ask, how are you? With a smile. His voice carries with the wind and draws your attention each time. You try to say something different each day. Hoping one of the topics will keep him around longer than usual. But it's always ends the same.

You give him a pomegranate. Like you have everyday this fall.

Picking two more pomegranates from the tree, you gingerly place them in the woven basket you were using to harvest all of your produce today.

It's been two seasons since you moved to the valley and you never would have guessed that the tree growing on your property would bear such beautiful fruit. When you first got here you noticed this tree was one of the few well kept things on the property. You soon found out that one of the valleys locals had been making trips out to the farm since he'd moved here. He said it was the only place close that he could get pomegranates anymore, so he'd come out and make sure the tree was doing ok. He came by when you moved in to ask if he could buy the fruits from you since you'd be living there from now on. You'd told him not to worry about it, he was more than welcome to stop by in the fall and take as many as he wanted, it could be a way of thanking him for keeping it healthy for so long.

but it was only half the truth. You were mesmerized from the moment you met him. He can take whatever he wants.

Continuing on to the barns, you promptly gave you're cows some amaranth you had stored away and a pat on the head. Then you made your way over to the coops to gathered eggs. Maybe you'll make breakfast this morning? Fresh eggs didn't sound so bad with a side of toast and some bacon. Your stomach started growling just thinking about it. That's what happens when you skip breakfast in favor of brunch to get things done early. You tried to ignore the slightly queezy feeling in your gut and continued on. The plan was to make a trip to Pierre's for some more pumpkin seeds before you notice a ginger head at the entrance of your farm.

You started your slow trek towards him, basket heavier now that it contained more items and the heat was sweltering. He looked more casual today, in a beige knitted sweater and jeans. His demeanor seemed more lax too. Did something good happen?

The breeze felt amazing once you made it to the steps of your home. Elliot met you there and you both took a seat together. You placed the basket down next to you and couldn't stop the yawn that released now that you'd finally relaxed.

"You look absolutely exhausted. Are you alright?" He asked, concern laced in every word. You turned to face him, and smiled. He was right, you were in fact extremely tired. The only thing keeping you going was a coffee break you had an hour ago.

"I'll be ok. I skipped breakfast this morning, but I was actually about to go inside soon and cook up something." You said. You looked at the eggs and milk in your basket and briefly fantasized about what kind of omelette you could make. When you looked back at Elliot he was staring at the basket too seemingly deep in thought. You quirked a brow. What's he thinking about?

"If its ok.. will you allow me to cook for you today?" The offer floated around in the air for a minute while you triple checked if you heard that right. "Listen, I know I mostly use these hands for writing but I'd like to think I'm a pretty good cook too." He said confidently. "Plus you've been a pleasure to be around since you got here. Let me thank you." He added, voice borderlining a teaseing tone. You blushed at that but more at the fact that he would be coming into your house. You can't remember if it was clean. Did you wash the dishes? How could he cook if the dishes are dirty... Oh well if anything you can just clean as he cooks. Plus how could you pass up a home cooked meal from the man of your dreams?

"Ok! I think I would like that actually." You say finally convinced. Standing up from your spot on the steps, you make your way toward the door. You leave the watering can next to the porch and pick up the basket. "Sorry if my place is a mess." You half mumbled as you grabbed the door knob and opened it up.

"Algae literally grows on my floorboards y/n."

"Touche."

Upon entering your home you noticed that the dishes were in fact dirty but it wasn't a mountain by any means. There were still clean pans and other utensils to be able to cook effectively.

"You have a very welcoming home, it's definitely yours." He admired, observing the various pieces of art on the wall and potted plants scattered around every possible area. It was cute.

"Thank you. I've always loved these things and didn't know I would find so many gems in the Valley." You fondly think of the traveling merchant. She's introduced you to so many things since being here.

"I wish I would've known, there's so many things I've seen that would fit perfectly in here." He thought back to all the things hes seen that's reminded him of you since meeting. You're so nice and he's been wanting to return the favor for all the gift you've given him. "Sorry I got sidetracked, two fridges? Which one should I use?" He questioned.

"I keep most things in the big fridge but if you need something else check the mini fridge." You told him as you picked up the sponge near the sink and lathered it up with soap. Turning on the faucet you started washing the spoons and forks. Elliot came up to the right of you and after a few clicks from the gas stove, it lit up. He placed a pan on top of the burner and then started to gather his ingredients from the fridge. He already looked handsome without trying but seeing him in the coziness of your home, cooking for you, made him undeniably more attractive.

You looked back at the dishes in your hands and started washing the plates. Thoughts of what it'd be like to have him in your life doing this everyday danced through your head. A soft grin sat comfortably on your face. You could hear the soft clinks of a metal fork hitting the bottom of a glass bowl as he stired eggs, milk and other seasoning into the mix. You didn't notice that he had tied his hair back into a loose ponytail and rolled his sleeves up to his elbow.

You put away the last dish and dried your hands. The kitchen was starting to smell delicious as he chopped up some spinach to put in the omelette that he had cooking in one of the skillets. Bacon was now sizzling on a second pan and a loaf of bread sitting to the side to get toasted later. You put on some coffee and grabbed two red cups from your pantry. After waiting about a ten minutes, poured two cups and placed them at the kitchen table and took a seat. A book sat on the table that Elliot had given you a few weeks ago. When you had first gotten 'Camellia Station' you were non-stop reading but as summer ended and fall began you had gotten too busy to wrap it up. Taking a sip of the coffee, you grabbed it and opened it up to where you had left off. There were only a few more chapters until the end.

It wasn't long before a plate was gracefully placed in front of you. An omelette that took up half of the dish, a few pieces of bacon, and two pieces of toast with butter spread on top. Green leaves were mixed into a soft fluffy yellow, freshly shredded cheese oozed from the center. You closed the book and sat it back in its place.

"Wow Elliot... This looks amazing!" You cheered. Your stomach started growling on cue as Elliot sat down in the seat opposite of you. A soft pink coated his cheeks at the compliment making you gush on the inside.

"It's not a problem at all, I hope it tastes as good as it looks." He nervously chuckled. He'd never really cooked for others since moving here. With no kitchen in his cabin and no one to really cook for there was never a need to go out of his way to do something like that. But after all you've helped him with he hoped that it came out at least ok.

You cut into the omelette a took the first bite. His hopes came true. The omelette was perfectly cooked, seasoned, and the cheese melted perfectly. You would dare say this is the best damned omelette you've ever had.

Elliot was pleased with what he saw. The look of pure satisfaction on your face was all the thanks he needed to be able to dig into his own omelette. His wasn't as perfect as yours was, considering his was the practice trial before making the the other one. It was still just as good however.

Though Elliot wasn't lying when he said he was making this breakfast to thank you for hanging out with him, he was also here to thank you for something else. Within the time span of knowing you he'd never experienced such a rush of creativity. Before he knew it he'd written a whole book by the end of summer. That very same book was now being recognized worldwide and he thought he should come clean about how exactly he got the idea for this novel.

"That was so goooood." You sighed looking at the empty plate Infront of you. Your stomach that used to be churning was now full and you felt like you had enough energy to power you into tomorrow.

Elliot chuckled softly and took a sip of his coffee before sitting it back down on the table. "Thank you, I'm glad it was to your liking." He glanced at his also empty plate as you picked them both up and took them to the sink. He debated how he should even bring the topic up. So many ways he could say this but none of them sounded right for you.

"Elliot, you ok? You seem deep in thought." You prodded. He had an elbow on the table with his cheek resting on the back of his fingers. His brows were knitted together but relaxed once his gaze landed on you.

"Im fine but if I'm being honest I did come here with other intentions." He said his olive green eyes stared at you for a second before continuing. "I need to confess something to you." He admitted.

Taking your place back in your seat, you gave him a questioning look. A confession?

"Oh? What about?" You said trying to hide the nervousness in your throat.

"Well, you've been a great inspiration to me, and I did come over today to thank you but not just for hanging out with me." He said gesturing to the book sitting on the center of the table. "Camellia station. It's a book I always had a general idea about. I knew how I wanted it to go but I never knew how to take it there." He said picking it up from the center of the table. "it actually wasn't until the beginning of this year that I was able to find the motivation to write it..... It was when I met you." He stated, Absolutely loving the scarlet that coated your cheeks at that last bit.

"When you met me?" The only thing on your mind.

"Yes, I met you and your presence brought a wave of complex feelings that helped me write this novel." He confirmed. He flipped to a page in the book and read one of the paragraphs aloud.

"Gozman had never met someone quite like Clara before. She had a certain allure that had her on his mind night and day. She was a hard worker with a kind soul and took time out of her busy life to always chat with him when he travelled. He doubt she knew considering she was a busy woman. But whenever he'd book his flights he'd always try and book her's. She brightened up his life a little and he found himself wanting to be around her more and more each passing moment." He read to you. His voice was soothing and deep. You stared on in wonder. Confused on where this was going but liking it none the less. This is the longest he's stayed around before and you don't mind one bit.

He closed the book and held it in his hands, reminiscing all the other lines he wrote with you in the back of his mind. His muse, you were a drop of fresh water that allowed his creative soul to blossom again. In his mind he would never be able to really make up for just how much you've truly helped him.

"You were the one on my mind when I wrote that paragraph. When I think of you, I get unusually creative. You've really helped me open up more as a writer and describe things in a way I never have before." He said. "I'm sorry if this is coming on too strong but I think you know what I'm trying to say. Don't you y/n?" He said taking your hand in his, he gently rubbed the top of your knuckles. This definitely wasn't his plan when he came over but here was no backing out now.

"Do I know what you're trying to say?" You asked. Half a tease and also genuine. Now was not the time to make any wrong assumptions. But how wrong could the assumption be when he's rubbing comforting circles into your acheing hand? He smiled.

"It means I like you. I haven't known you for even a year, yet you've inspired one of my greatest works. You're charming and I can't help but feel invigorated when you're around." He gave you're hand a comforting squeeze as you stared at him in disbelief. "I didn't come here with a bouquet but I would be honored if you'd be mine." He finishes looking up at you.

You're a mess. You don't know what to say, not that you don't accept his confession but how do you react to that? You're heart was racing so fast that the adrenaline was making you shake a bit. This made Elliot look at you with a bit of worry. Maybe he did come on too strong?

"I-im sorry I didn't mean to-"

"I love you!!" You blurted out. Immediately you covered your mouth you can't believe you just did that but you saw how worried he looked and that was the quickest way you could think to dissolve those fears. He looked at you shocked, not even he expected such a bold proclamation from you. You quickly gathered yourself and continued. "I think I knew I liked you too when I started obsessively harvesting pomegranates to give to you. I didn't know how else to convey my feelings for you, but knew you loved these fruits so I took extra care of the tree and harvested it's fruit everyday." You said finally confessing your feelings to him as well. You both relaxed. You stood up and headed to the woven basket where the pomegranates you picked this morning still rested and picked out the biggest one of the two. You made your way back and stood in front on Elliot, offering him the fruit.

"I don't have a bouquet either. But you can take this pomegranate from me again today, as a sign of my affection for you. Like it always has been." You softly stated to him. He took it from your hand and softly set it on the table next to the book before standing up and holding your hands, his right hand trailed up your arm to cradle your face.

"I love you too, my skills with words are unmatched but I can't think of any ways to properly tell you thank you enough." His hand gently slid down your cheek slightly and his thumb traced over your lips. "Allow me to show you?" He whispered. You answered by closing the gap. Your lips melted together like they belonged to each other. Your hands made it up to his chest and his made their way to your hips. He gave them a firm squeeze and backed you up against the table. A soft sound escaped the back of your throat and he lifted you onto the table. your arms were wrapped around his neck and he had a hand still on your hip and the other on your thigh when you finally broke the kiss. You both sighed trying to catch your breathes. Red dusted both of your faces, he definitely wasn't going home anytime soon.

"You're gonna stay and cook dinner too right? I can make it worth your while." You said hand coming down to trail suggestive circles on his chest. He blushed but softly laughed.

"Anything for you my dear, anything you want."

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[foolstower]

eternally frustrating to me that when someone pisses me off i can't just.. pick them up by the ankles and SNAP them over my wrist. like a 1990s slap bracelet. babyboy i want to swirl your spine fruit-roll-up-style and wear you as a middle school fashion accessory

[foolstower]

[foolstower]

I would die for you

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