#I wanna scream but I shall sit here instead

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Dear Eddie Part 3: Dear Reader

Summary: Eddie likes to make things for his family

Warnings: Pregnancy struggles, crying, pain, family fluff, name suggestions, body issues,

Word Count: 3.8k

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She laid on her side, left to be exact, something about better blood flow for the baby… it was the only way she could lay down without wanting to puke. She woke up beyond nauseous, she wanted to scream she was so sick and all she wanted to do was sleep. So she simply lays on her side and holds eddies pillow and sobs. 

Eddie knew that something was wrong, he normally let her sleep in and relax in the mornings. He took James downstairs for breakfast and out of her hair, normally she’d come down a few minutes later, much to his protests because she didn’t like to be apart from them. 

Wayne was still awake, he got home from the plant 2 or 3 hours ago, still digesting his “dinner” from 5am while watching TV with little James in his lap. 

“Can you watch him for me?” 

“Of course,” Wayne doesn’t mind. “Where you going?” 

“Just upstairs, I don’t think she’s okay,” he admits. “Something doesn’t feel right.” 

“Yeah,” Wayne gets it. “Go check on your girl.” 

He’s careful about going up the stairs and even more careful when he pushes their bedroom door open to see her. She’s crying, eyes closed, gripping her pillow for dear life. 

“Oh, sweetheart,” he closes the door behind himself and kneels at the side of her bed. “What’s wrong, my love?” 

“I just wanna sleep,” she sobs. “I feel so sick, I can’t throw up, I just feel gross? I’m so tired.” 

“I’m so sorry, honey… did you want me to get you some crackers or something?” 

She cries harder, “I don’t want to sit up.” 

“Okay,” he sighs, knowing he couldn’t convince pregnant Y/N to do much, she was very particular about what she wanted. “Can I lay down with you?” 

She nods and scoots back so he can get in, laying down in front of her, also on his side, he moulds to her position and cuddles in close. 

“Hi,” he whispers, wiping her tears. 

“Hi,” she smiles, “what were you doing?” 

“Just checking on you,” he assures her. “I hate when you’re so sad.” 

“I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t apologize, I’m sorry that being pregnant is so hard,” he whispers, truly sad that it’s not being kind to her body. “Are you sure you don’t want a snack? Maybe once we get some food in you then you’ll be able to sleep.” 

She shakes her head, “I just want cuddles.”

“So cuddles you shall have,” he says as he cuddles in even closer and snuggles her. “I don’t go to work till 10 so I’m not leaving your side.” 

“Okay,” she finally sounds content, happier that he’s there with her. 

The sound of his breathing and the feeling of him there helps immensely, she’s able to calm down, her baby calms down, the sickness disappears and Eddie stays. He has a 20-minute drive to get to work but he doesn’t want to leave her. He doesn’t want to wake her so that she can watch James with Wayne… instead, he kisses her head, changes quietly and heads back downstairs. 

Wayne’s laying on the couch, also asleep, with James sitting in his lap watching Sesame Street, perfectly content. He’s holding his cup of juice, and his snacks are on the coffee table. 

“Hey, buddy,” Eddie gets on his level and whispers. “Mama is having a nap upstairs, I have to go to work, you stay down here with grandpa until she wakes up, okay? Don’t get into any trouble, just be a good boy?” 

He nods, “I will.” 

“I’ve got him,” Wayne mumbles, brushing a hand through James’s hair. His eyes barely open, he’s very tired, “I’m just resting my eyes, I’ve got it covered.” 

“Okay,” Eddie smiles and leans in, kissing James on the forehead quickly. “I love you, be good.” 

“Bye daddy,” he waves him off, knowing he’ll always come back home so there are never any tears when he goes. 

—

The summer was fully over, September came so fast and changed most of the leaves with it, and the chill didn’t start till the first week of October. Just in time for the wedding in their new backyard closer to Halloween. 

Being over halfway done with this pregnancy and yet she was huge. Not due till February, she really didn’t understand how she managed to look so far along too early, even with having a second baby she knew she’d be bigger this time around but not this big this fast. And there was no way she was more pregnant than she thought… cause she was pretty sure she got pregnant that first time they slept together after he got home. He knows what he’s doing and he’s good at it, clearly. 

The only dress that she can get to fit over her stomach is a white floral sundress of sorts, it’s cute, sure, but it’s nowhere near the princess dress she dreamed of. She wanted something big and expensive and fancy… without it, she didn’t feel very pretty. 

Or so she thought. 

The moment James sees her in the bedroom, he pauses with wide, big brown Munson eyes, “you wook beautiful, mama!” 

“Oh, thank you,” she melts, feeling absolutely massive but pretty if he says so. 

He runs over to her and hugs her legs, she scoops him up, holding him on her hip now that her stomach was in the way. “That was such a nice thing to say.” 

He snuggles into her neck, never having left the cuddly phase it was such a fucking blessing. She held him close and swayed him around, “what’s up buddy?”

“When daddy comes home?” He asks, not quite in the right sentence structure but she understood him. 

“Soon,” she thinks about how to explain it and takes him over to Eddie’s night table where an alarm clock stays. “See the 4, when this little hand gets there and this big hand gets to the 3, then daddy will be home.” 

“Okie,” he understands, standing right in front of the night table and staring the clock down all while she takes the dress off and hangs it back up in its black dress bag. 

She hangs it back in the closet and changes back into her comfy clothes, big sweats and a Metallica t-shirt she’s had for forever, not caring that her stomach still poked out. She takes a seat in bed and pulls little James up onto the mattress too, then she hands him the alarm clock to hold in his lap as he waits for his dad. “Why are you excited to see him today?” 

“Stowy time,” he smiles, big and toothless, still working on the front two while the rest of his mouth filled with teeth. It also gave him a lisp that he loved because he sounded just like uncle Jeff. 

“Oh, what are you reading?” She asks, normally taking her nap when Eddie got home, trading off the responsibility of him so she could relax. She really had no idea what books they read. 

“Wowd of the wings,” he tries his best, and it’s so darn cute.

She gasps, “really? Oh, that’s daddy’s favourite book.” She remembers fondly. Eddie used to read it to her, too, back during their summers together when the pool was closed due to the rain and they had nothing else to do.

Now he reads it to their son. It’s too stinkin’ cute. 

James almost forgets the alarm clock as he explains the plot so far to his mom, it’s mostly out of order, but he tries his hardest to say the character names and the places they go, it’s the cutest thing in the world. He loves Frodo, he says Bilbo is just like uncle Wayne and the other hobbits are like his uncle Gareth and Jeff to him. 

She tries her best to keep talking to him, asking him questions and getting him to talk, but laying down with him is so calm and nice… she falls asleep there with James sitting beside her, still holding the alarm clock, just staring back at her as she snored. 

He knows she’s asleep, he reaches over and rubs her belly the way his daddy would and then gets up, standing on the mattress, he walks to the foot of the bed where a throw blanket had been tossed. Holding the blanket by its edges, he throws it over his mom, it doesn’t land perfectly, it’s barely on her actually, but he covers her tummy. He snuggles back in, kisses her arm and pulls the alarm clock back into his lap. 

He just sits there quietly, trying to tell time with his mom snoring beside him. He just wanted his daddy to come home and read to him again.

—

Work is long and boring and exhausting, but at least he has access to the mall every day. He always brings Y/N home something that she wants, for a craving or to help her with her pregnancy, and it was convenient if they were low on food he could hit the grocery store on his way out… he could also go to the baby store and buy all sorts of things to spoil his kids. 

That’s what he did during his lunch break today. He had the screen printing store make him a copy of Dio’s the last in line tour shirt that he turned intones a jacket patch, but a lot smaller… and he ran to Osh-Kosh to buy a little jean vest… and then Hot Topic for some tiny pins and patches and he spent most of his free time behind the counter at work sewing them all on. By the time his shift was over he had one toddler-sized jean jacket replicated to perfection. 

He almost forgot about his cherished jean vest when he got back, everything was so crazy he didn’t even think about it. It took Wayne about a week to bring it up, he had a whole box of Eddie’s things from the day they brought him up from the upside down… but his guitar pick necklace, that stayed around Wayne’s neck for 2 years. Not a lot survived from the last trailer, but what did was in the box, or in James’s room. 

James was so much like him, thus why he needed his own little jean vest to go over his little leather jacket. And every time he grows, Eddie will just make him a new one… and this one can go to baby number 2, and eventually baby number 3… 

He comes home to a quiet house and it’s not that weird, but it’s strange how the quiet continues as he looks around for them, “anyone home?” 

He finally peers into the master bedroom to see James sitting beside his mom, holding his little finger over his lips, “mama’s sweeping.” 

“Oh,” he whispers back, reaching out for his little guy and lifting him up off the bed for a hug. “How are you?” 

“I missed you,” he says, holding his dad's face in his hands. “How’s work?” 

“It was good, little man,” he smiles. “I got you something to match daddy.” His eyes light right up as his dad shows him the bag in his hand. “Close your eyes.” 

He covers his face with his hands as Eddie carefully and quietly pulls the jacket out of the bag. Y/N was probably awake from the noise already, but he still wanted her to keep resting. He places the jacket in James’s hands, “open up…” 

He gasps so loud when he sees it, speechless he hands it to his dad and stands up, wanting help putting it on. He’s so happy he can’t stay still making Eddie laugh. “Hold on buddy, this arm first, now this one,” he explains as he helps him into it. “There, now we match.” 

“Metal?” He asks more than announces. 

“So metal, dude!” Eddie gives him a fist bump and then pulls him in for a hug. “The most Metalist baby in the world.” 

“‘M not a baby,” he says as he pushes away, “mama has the baby, see,” he points at her tummy, noticing that she’s been smiling at them for a while. “Mama wook!” 

“I see!” She’s cheery. “You look so handsome buddy, just like daddy.” 

He gives her a big hug and a slobbery kiss on the cheek, overjoyed to be just like his dad. Eddie hugs the both of them, kissing James on the cheek while Y/N gets the other. They smother him in love, and he can’t stop giggling as they smooch all over his chubby cheeks. 

He can’t wait to have another little one to add to the mix. 

—

Eddie finds her in the kitchen holding her belly in her hands as she stares into the cabinet for a snack. He walks up behind her, replacing her hands and holding the bump up, relieving all the pressure on her hips. “Oh, thank you,” she sighs, head lolling back against his shoulder, she needed that. 

“James is asleep and I don’t work tomorrow… wanna watch a movie?” He suggests with a whisper. 

She shakes her head, “I’m too tired to fall asleep on the couch and then make it up to the bed, I hate the fucking stairs.”

“You picked this house,” he reminds her with a smile. 

“Shh,” she makes him stop talking. “How about we cuddle and catch up? I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever?”

“Making money for the babies isn’t easy,” he sighs. “But the record store has its perks. The new Motley Crew album got shipped to us early so I got to listen to it today.” 

“That’s sick, James is gonna be excited to hear it,” she can’t help but smile, her baby boy was such a metalhead. She has him lower her belly back down and let go so she can turn around to face him, “I just wanna be with you tonight, in any way?” 

He smiles, “okay… how about I get you some snacks and meet you in bed?” 

Her eyes light up, “you’d go to the store for me right now?” 

He nods, “duh? I’ll go to the fucking moon for you if you asked.” 

She pulls him in for a quick kiss, peppering his lips and cheek with them, “you’re the best.” 

“I try,” he smiles, giggling slightly. “What did you want?” 

“A grape crush, a KitKat and salt and vinegar chips,” she knows exactly. “If they don’t have grape then orange is fine, but I want grape.” 

“Okay, you got it,” he agrees, patting his back pocket to make sure he had his wallet on him. “Anything else for the middle of the night or tomorrow?” 

She shakes her head, “I’m good, you’re so wonderful.” 

“I just figured I knocked you up I might as well do something useful,” he teases. 

“Twice,” she adds, not letting him forget. 

Little did she know it actually made him sad knowing he missed out on doing nice things like this for her the first time. He doesn’t let her see that, he just kisses her goodbye and tells her he’ll be back in a moment. 

The store isn’t too far away, it's a good 5 minutes there and back, no big deal. He pops in quickly finds everything he needs and then sets two pops, two candy bars and two bags of chips all on the counter along with an iced tea and a pack of sunflower seeds for himself. 

The clerk looks at it all and smiles, “for the wife?” 

He nods, smiling slightly. “I figured I might as well get more than 1 in case the craving lasts a while.” 

“Smart,” she smiles as she rings it all up. “15 on the nose.” 

He pulls out the cash and sets it on the counter as the woman bags it for him. He turns to the side to see a bunch of cards with sayings catch his eye. “Actually,” he reaches forward and grabs one with pink and blue flowers on it. “I’m going to get this too.” 

“On me,” she waves it off. “You want a pen to write her something nice?” 

“Please?” 

She hands him his bag of goods and a pen, “you have a wonderful evening, wish your wife well for me.” 

“I will,” he smiles, so grateful for the kind people in their new neighbourhood. This interaction would’ve never happened in Hawkins. 

In the van, he turns on the roof light and stares at the blank card. He knows what he wants to say but he doesn’t know how to say it… so he copies the letters she made him. 

“Dear Y/N,

I think you’re so fucking cool. 

Seriously, not only were you amazing all throughout my childhood, always being there for me and making sure I was loved… now your our kids mom and doing the exact same thing for them. you’re everything I ever wanted in a future wife, you’re all I’ve dreamed of my whole life. It’s like god or whoever is up there was making me and you at the same time knowing we’d be together. Knowing we’d make such amazing kids. 

I swear, James is going to change the world or something. He’s so, so meant to be here. He’s a gift, a treasure, a blessing. Thank you for him. 

I’ll never get to fully explain how much I wish I was there for his pregnancy, but I can get you two of everything and make up for it now. 

I love you. I love our family. Thank you for everything. 

Love, Eddie.” 

He reads it over to make sure it’s right, his all-cap chicken scratch looks somewhat nice, hopefully, she can read it well… hopefully, she doesn’t cry. He hates making her cry and that baby only perpetuates the high emotions that make her cry. 

He should be saving it for his vows, they’d be getting married around the end of the month, he wasn’t prepared in the slightest, but it was also just a formality. He was already her husband, her baby daddy, the love of her life, they were just putting it all on paper now. 

He gets back home safely, he locks all the doors and turns out all the lights on the first floor before heading up the stairs to their bedroom. She’s in bed with a baby book in her lap, smiling at the doorway for when he walks in. 

“oh my god,” she notices how much he has in the bag. “What did you get?” 

“Here,” he hands her the card first. “Two of everything… to make up for last time.” 

Her chin wobbles as she starts to cry a bit, “Eddie, baby?” 

“Hey,” he gets in beside her and rubs her shoulders as she opens the card. 

She laughs at the opening line, wiping her tears away so she can keep reading. Her face changes a bunch, from sad to heartfelt to joyful, back to emotional, “I love you so much, this is so nice.” 

He pulls her in for a quick kiss. “I love you.” 

She hands the card back to him, “can you put it on my dresser by the ultrasounds?” 

He nods, placing it right where she wants it. She takes out all her snacks and wastes no time digging in. “Oh, fuck I love you,” she groans when the KitKat hits her tongue. “I wanted this all day.” 

He kicks off his shoes and jeans, slipping into bed beside her and stealing a few chips. “Anytime you want something I’ll get it, just tell me.” 

“Thank you,” she smiles at him. “Really, this is everything.” 

“Its what you deserve,” he reminds her. “Eat up, maybe you’ll sleep better with a full belly.” 

“I hope,” she sighs. “All I’ve done today is eat and nap and hang out with James.” 

“Sounds like a dream,” he teases. “I get it though, and I’m off tomorrow so you can sleep in.” 

“Perfect,” she rests her head on his shoulder, still shovelling her chips into her mouth but wanting to be close. 

They don't talk, they just hold each other for a few minutes. She feeds him snacks, and he feeds her. He rubs her belly, and he wipes the crumbs off her face. He loves her dearly. When they finally put all her snacks away, they cuddle up again but this time with his head on her chest as she sat up against the pillow, digesting everything. 

“We need name ideas for this one,” she whispers against his hair before kissing his head. “I have no ideas this time.”

“I like Dean—

“We can’t have two sons named James and dean.”

“Why not, that’s so cool?”

“No. And I think it’s a girl anyway, so…” she hasn’t been quite sure how to bring that up. Now seems like a fine time. 

“Yeah?” He softens right up, having always dreamed about having a little girl one day with Y/N. He always knew she’d be a good mom, and he knew they’d make beautiful babies together, having it actually happen now was just too much for him. 

She hums, “I keep having dreams with a little girl in them.”

“What about Daisy?” He suggests, staying in the D category. “Or Debbie? Diamond is cool.” 

“Are you trying to spell your name with our kid's initials?” She teases. “I was thinking Phoebe or Roxane or something cool, James is gonna need a badass sister if he’s going to be a rockstar.”

“True,” he can’t help but laugh at her reasoning. “But I also want it to mean something to us… and you should name her this time.’ 

“Why? I named James, shouldn’t it be your turn?” She combats. 

“You picked his name for me, in honour of me, thats different,” he explains. “Pick a name just for you this time.” 

“I picked James for me, I listened to a lot of Metallica when I was pregnant, and with you— you were always playing it,” she gets a little emotional. “It was the only thing that made me feel better when we couldn’t hang out and then it became the only thing to calm him down when he was born.” 

“Oh,” he snuggles in closer. “That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” 

“Not to get sweeter, but I want you to name this baby, pick something special to you that reminds you of me if you want to make it absolutely even and fair?” 

Compromising was always easy with her. 

“What if we name our daughter Motley?” He whispers, remembering he has the new album in his work bag. “Then both our kids would have the coolest names.” 

“It fits with having the coolest parents,” she brags, chips in her mouth and chocolate melted on her chin. She was so cute. 

“Exactly,” he smiles so big. 

He’s never been happier in his entire life. 

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[unknownspecies]

INSPIRED FROM A BINGE READ OF YOUR CONTENT, BUT I FOUND THIS ONE THOUGHT AND I NEED TO GET IT OUT OF MY HEAD BECAUSE

Ushijima likes to admit that he's handsome but only when it comes to you having some effect of it right?

Cue him actually starting to like to take care of himself better, just to have you more closer to him, if that's even possible. He went all out by getting new skincare, body lotions, the best sunscreen he could find, sheet masks and what not.

Just to push things randomly into your face and be flustered himself. like he would genuinely be fully flushed at the thought of you caressing his face, but on the outside, he shows that he is just interested in skincare. (bubby hasn't learnt how to effectively explain and communicate his latest addiction: you)

So when he brings you to the bathroom, let's you sit on the counter while you bite on your lip trying to figure out exactly how to use the product, he will stand there, just looking at you concentrate. Really just being glad that someone is taking care of him, since no one has really done that except a few people in his life.

And once you figure out and flash him that 'I did it' smile, a smile naturally extends to his face. Cut to him literally looking like a huge soft puppy when you touch his face to apply the clay mask.

"Why can't you use your fingers to apply instead of this thing" "Toshi this thing is made for applying the mask" "But your fingers are softer"

"No don't apply too close to my lips" "Toshi i need to cover your entire face hun" "No" "Why not" "I can't kiss you if that's on my mouth" (Has the most stoic face as he says this, but seeing you blush, he slips in his flushed side as well)

I have more thoughts and i need to turn them into a fic but YOU

NOW I SHALL BE THINKING ABOUT TAKING CARE OF TOSHI ALL DAY THANKYOU

MWAH

- SCREAMING ANON

OMG ANON SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO ANSWER 😭

but im here now so lets see >:)

dude. yes. I stand by the fact that Ushijima Wakatoshi visually takes care of himself only when he starts seeing you flustered. You know damn well he did a bunch of research on skincare before he bought a bunch of products. He asked his teammates, went on websites online, and even watched a few skin routine videos on youtube before he did a big haul.

AND OMG. him just shoving products in your face and pretending it's not because he wants you to touch him 😩. It's not that he's pretending to not care about you, just like anon said, its just that he doesn't know how to properly say that "I just want you to touch me" (i wanna love you, i wanna feel you, i wanna touch and kiss and caress you ! 💀)

Ushijima would definitely love being doted on by you as well. He's in love with the feelings of your fingers grazing over his face as you see which products to use.

You'd be sitting on the counter holding the box of some random face mask he bought, face scrunched in concentration as you're reading the instructions. And your other hand? Its resting on his jaw, thumb softly going back and forth. The moment you want to take your hand away from him, he'll lay his palm over your hand, keeping it in place.

Eventually you'll realize exactly why he bought a bunch of skin care products, but by then you'll already have a routine ;) mind you, this routine mainly involves you doing both your own and ushi's skin care.

He'll also fall in love with one more habit that you made: spa days. It started when he came home from practice super sore. You decided to do a full care routine for him. Face masks, a small mani pedi (it was just you clipping and filing his nails, and putting some of the nail strengthener polish on them), and the best part: a full body massage. You bought a bottle of mixed oils so that you could help him completely relax. And oh did he enjoy it.

He enjoyed how your hands felt on him, and how you helped him relax. He enjoyed how your face was red as you massaged his shoulders, his arms, his back, his thighs. He enjoyed how even though your voice was stuttering, how you were struggling to breath and even swallow you own saliva, you're hands never faltered and continued putting pressure on where he was sore.

The second time this happened, Ushi just wanted some attention 🥺, so he pretended to be much more sore than he was so that he could have you touch him again. Thus came the routine that happened once every one or two months.

Either way. Toshi is a sucker for you and your touch. Which is exactly why he'll never use the products himself. And the only way you'll convince him to put the mask on his lips as well is because a) you'll be doing the mask over your lips as well (despite him using some horrible reasons not to) and b0 you claim that his lips will be even softer for you to kiss. And well, he wouldn't mind waiting an hour or two (he would mind very much).

#interact with the unknown #unknown species: anon #screaming anon #ushijima x reader #unknowns records #ugh #now you got me thinking of him

[totallynottinsel]

I SHALL SHARE MY THOUGHTS 🏃‍♀️ thamk you @the-gayest-sky-kid for prompting me to start sharing my aventi thoughts

These’ll be from my version of the explain my ship in 5 minutes

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There’s like so many height results that pop up for each two SO I just went with the first one I saw and I genuinely the idea of venti being 1 inch taller then him and I have no idea why

Obviously we know venti’s 2600+ but personally I do agree and love the theory that Aether is 3000+ or at least 500+ AND WHEN HE TELLS VENTI THAT FACT MY MANS JUST OVER HERE LIKE 🧍‍♀️

Sexuality wise their both gay icons— tho gender wise: just like me Aether has no fuckcimdheiwkw IDEA what his is, but I agree he definitely leans more into he/they Demi-boy for sure. NOW VENTI- I have a lot of different ones… 1 is the wispti form, Agender 100%. 2 the Barbecuetos/Archon form which I have a hard time guessing- it gives off major non-binary/androgynous icon vibes. THEN Venti/dead bestie form really do be giving off also he/they Demi-boy but also gender-fluid (which I do think a lot of the gods could be but ye whjsxukeisw)

(This is definitely a headcanon I love) I do agree with Aether tends to be the big spoon cuz he most likely struggles with some form of abandonment issues and is deep down scared of losing venti too, though anytime he has a nightmare (probably insomnia as well) venti offers to be the big spoon instead to comfort him

SERIOUSLY Venti absolutely uses really cute and creative pet names for Aether, (Windblume being the most used) and Aether I think would use more common ones but I really love the idea of him using Starlight or something like that whhsusuxhwjsiwm

They both seem pretty extroverted but also like having their alone time (or just the two together sorry paimon 💃) Aether I think would probably chill somewhere outside and enjoy the scenery and venti would most like be sitting on his hands and I will leave it at that

Venti absolutely is gonna have his way with words and mostly show his affection through them, but (taking off the traveler being really quiet thingy) Aether shows affection through actions like say giving him a thoughtful gift/cuddling/hugging/definitely playing with each other’s hair — I won’t underestimate my boy tho he for sure pulls out smooth pickup lines randomly and it works flawlessly

Sometimes when I look back at old events I see things venti said and like.. THEY STRAIGHT UP SOUND LIKE CONFESSIONS BUT GO OVER HEADS ENOUGH NOT TO NOTICE WHJSXYIEJ- I honestly think either one could confess tho, both are just waiting to see who will do it first

I FEEL LIKE AETHER WOULD BE ME AND NOT WANNA KILL THE BUG CUZ HE’D FEEL BAD AND JUST START SCREAMING WITH VENTI IN THE CORNER TILL PAIMON COMES AND EATS IT

Venti drives dvalin and Aether drives the boats simple as that

Aether is basically Gordon Ramsay and venti isn’t as shit as Ei but there’s probably a reason he lets Aether do it all

You know they definitely hold hands in public 100% of the time AND THAT THOUGHT IS SO CUTE AND WHOLESOME ANSHISUWU— I do think they both really like showing affection in public with no care in the world (Which now I think about it gives off that typically Cringy just-married couple in their 20’s who touch noses and have pet names like shnuckums SHNUCKUMSNSJW WHO MADE THAT)

Going back to Aether having abandonment issues I do think he’s definitely protective of venti in 2 ways: 1 being from people in general or anyone he deems weird or dangerous that he could get emotionally hurt from, and 2 THE POOR BOY PROBABLY TRIES SO HARD TO MAKE SURE VENTI ISN’T HURT IN COMBAT IF HE TAGS ALONG BECAUSE HE’S A CINNAMON ROLL THAT NEEDS TO BE PROTECTED. and venti i’d say is a normal amount because he knows Aether can handle himself perfectly fine - but will possibly chuck his lyre and someone if they hurt his also cinnamon roll husband in any shape or form

Personally I think Aether leans more to the side where he doesn’t have much experience romantic relationship wise- especially if he’d just been around Lumine for like all his life and never got to settle down (that we know of), Venti really doesn’t either but he’d probably take and learn a lot of tips from the other gods/adepti/beings who did have more knowledge, pretty much like a little brother asking their older siblings for advice ✨

NoW on a normal day Aether’s need for speed is like- how a normal person’s should be but when he is ready to hit the gas and absolutely go he probably loses that cinnamon roll role LIKE WHEN THAT SWITCH IS TURNED ON THERE AIN’T NO GOING BACK 🏃‍♀️ I’d say the same for venti but just with the addition of being a massive simp (GET YOUR NO HORNY BATS)

Aether’s the definition of awkward and venti doesn’t even know what that word means

SO like I’ve said, the jealously not in a bad way, venti’s just the needy one who needs attention like a tiny hyper Chihuahua puppy and if Aether hasn’t given him any in more then 24 hours then he’ll be a angry tiny hyper chihuahua puppy spinning around in circles till he falls over or trips. And I don’t see Aether getting jealous at all honestly

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WNHSJSIW OKAY I’LL STFU NOW THANK YOU FOR READING IT WAY REALLY FUN TO SHARE 🤸‍♀️ ima bouta morf into a tiny hyper chihuahua puppy after all that

#aeventi #venther #venti #aether #genshin impact #i am dying #spent way too much time on this #chefs kiss #long post #VERY LONG ANDHDJUE #*dies cutely* #headcanon #kiss kiss #o nomnomnomnom #theyre so real #woooooo #i can’t think of any more tags #e

[spiderlemon]

Car Rides and Confessions

Steve Harrington X Reader (Mike’s sister)

Summary: driving home from your annual movie night with the kiddos and confessions are made….

Warnings: none!!

After what felt like an eternity in Steve Harrington’s car, you finally made it to your house. Putting the car in park, everyone stumbled out… besides you who sat nervously in the passenger seat.

“hey watch it!! It took me forever to get my hair right!!” Dustin screamed as him and the gang finally made it on the Wheeler lawn. Steve looked over at you in confusion, still sitting there. He could tell something was off you were never this quiet.

Steve poked you and began joking around “Hey we got the right house, right? You can get out wheeler I know your probably sick of me.” You looked over like a deer in headlights and a sudden tension rose. Mike tapped on the window. “Y/n cmon let’s go chop chop enough time with your little boy toy!!” The who gang who now sat on the grass started laughing.

“He’s not my boyfriend ugh just go back inside Micheal!!! Or I’ll tell your friends you wet the bed last night” Mike looked away flushed and embarrassed walking back inside with the gang. The moment her brother closed the door, y/n turned to Steve and their eyes locked instantly, “we need to talk.”

Steve thought you were joking, “Ok?? Are you firing me as your free co babysitter of these hooligans because honestly I don’t blame you. I gave Dustin like 5 pounds of candy at the theater and he’s probably gonna be sick.”

You stified a laugh, his humor always made you feel more relaxed. “No… it’s actually something’s serious so please don’t talk and let me try to get out all I need to say ok?” Steve nodded eagerly.

You took a deep breath. “I really value our friendship and you know how you’ve been here for me all summer long. I’ve had this… I don’t know feel-ing these past few mon-ths I can’t hold in any long-er.”

Your hands began to figit so you tried distracting yourself by looking straight ahead at the street instead of his eyes. You were taken aback when Steve held your hands to stop your shaking. That’s when you looked over again.

Steve looked terrified “Oh sorry is this ok? I just saw you were nervous and…”

“Steve it’s more than ok” you smiled softly, now continuing your story with more ease. “Anyways what I’m trying to say is… I really like you more than friends and if you wanna explore us being more than that…. I’d like that? If not that’s totally ok cool cool cool and we can forget this ever happened and everything so yah cool I’m gonna go before I embarrass myself more and-“ and in that moment…

Steve kissed you.

His lips tasted like buttery popcorn and m&ms and you swore it was the best moment of your life. Pulling away was your least favorite part.

With wide eyes you let out a small “woah” and Steve laughed in response. You too started laughing and felt like the weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

“So just to confirm… that’s a yes?”

“You bet your ass it’s a yes wheeler holy SHIT. I just kissed you. I gotta call Robin. My mind is racing you have no idea how long I’ve wanted you to do that. I’m gonna scream.” He was grinning eye to ear.

“Please don’t scream” you started laughing uncontrollably at his adorableness. “Oh but I shall…” next thing you know Steve is on your lawn screaming:

“I JUST KISSED Y/H WHOOOOOO HOOO YESSSSSSSS LETS GOOOO” he started doing a little dance and that’s when you saw the gang peering from Mike’s open window. They started laughing.

“Who knew he had it in him?” Dustin joked. You looked up at them and waved shyly.

Steve Harrington is an idiot…

but he’s your idiot.

p.s this is my first ever story!! :)

#steve stranger things #steve harrington #stranger things #steve harrington x you #love confessions #steve harrington fluff #tooth rotting fluff #mike wheeler #max mayfield #dustin henderson #eddie munson #netflix

[abracafockyou]

// I wanna be not sick some day bay bee

#The Ghost breakdancing beside you // ooc #vent cw #I wanna scream but I shall sit here instead #and try to nibble some food and then try adn draw again??? instead of crying #which is on the menu <3

[bemylord]

ꜱ/ᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ │ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇꜱ

↳ characters: satoru, itadori, megumi, toji, nanamin, sukuna.

↳ warnings: it's fluff part, so there's no angst or hurtful things [some parts might be spicy].

↳ butler's remark: finally have dropped the last part of this angst theme.i don't know what kind of dr#gs i used when i was writing the last three.

↳ part one;

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ:

he'd be very sad and angry at himself for screamed at you. he didn't mean to push you away because of his fatigue. as he recalled the phrase you dropped before leaving: 'i'm gonna cuddle with megumi-kun' this phrase goes on and on in his head as he runs into your room. he knocked first, hoping you're alone. he knocked again, but there's no response.

'my baby, i'm so-so-so sorry, baby.' he just jump to the bed, wrapping arms around your waist, pulling you closer to his body. 'no, don't cry because of me, i'm the worst boyfriend ever.' he kisses the top of your head.

yuuji will cry with you if you'd continue to sob your nose, burying your face as deep as it's possible in itadori's chest, unable to deny his necessity. he's comforting you in his arms, whispering praising phrases about you.

'i was a fool, y/n, please forgive me.'

'promise me you'll never scream at me like that.'

instead of words, but kissed your lips, nodded his head. yuuji will show his love and affection by kisses and hugs, holding you tight to keep you from running away.

'y/n, i love you.'

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪ��ᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ:

you've decided not to leave but stay home, waiting as long as his malice calm down. you were waiting for him in the bedroom, still grieved by the last words. you know megumi wasn't serious - he hates being beaten up by todo or satoru, you also know that he'll be a puppy right after a bath.

he showed up in the room in the home shorts, aimlessly rubbing the back of the neck, breathing out what caught your attention.

'i shouldn't have let the anger gets the best of me, y/n.'

bruises and abrasions are coaxed on his upper body and face as it brings the pain when he sits on the bed. he again rubs the skin, nervous to ask you to heal him.

'i-i would like..'

'i'll heal you, 'gumi.'

he smiles, seeing you tenderly how you treat wounds. he thought you were going to kill him after the acuteness, but here you are, helping your lover.

'i don't deserve you y/n, you always have been so kind to me. i'm sorry for being a moron, my angel, i didn't mean it.'

you took him of guard by a quick, yet lovely kiss on the lips.

'i will make it up to you, i will change.'

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

you may think it'll take days or weeks for him to the realization of what did he do. you were a naive one by leaving the gold wedding ring on the table, thought he won't notice.

'i am not a servant or errand girl, i'm his wife!'

perhaps, you thought he won't sniff as you're leaving the house, silly. he has a perfect hearing to hear where you're going and what you left.

'what a jerk i fell in love for, had the misfortune to marry that...'

'to marry that?'

he finished your sentences, turning your body by your arm.

'need a woman to meet your needs, toji? i've had enough.'

his strong arm didn't let you a chance to leave the place you stand, only pulling you by the chin to look into the loving eyes.

'fool, you're my woman, my wife, and the mother of my future children.'

'regret?' he gasped into your lips before kissing them, nibbling lightly on your lower lip.

'i'll do anything to make you forgive me. should i ea-?'

'home, toji, home!'

'by the way, if you ever take the ring off, ohh. doll~'

ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ɢᴏᴊᴏᴜ: [i think i was h1gh, no hate on me after]

i heard about the woman that have called her boyfriend about thosand or more times, so.. it's satoru. satoru has been calling you since you've left the house, maybe, you'd pick up the phone if you weren't be fury at your boyfriend.

you were walking in the park where gojo first confessed his love. your first kiss and something more than a kiss. that place you will always remember is the tallest and oldest tree in the park. noticeable and stately. as you came to the tree you heard someone behind you.

'you knew it's my place, y/n!' what? is that a touchy voice?

'whatever i'm leaving.'

'where do ya goinnng~~'

'home.'

'fine, i'm walking home too. take you home?'

'we live in the same house.'

'that's better! wanna watch netflix and chill?'

i'd say you're mad at him, but i'll lie. he's so funny and cute, how can you resist?

'don't act like a clingy, gojo.'

'you began first. ok-ok, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry.'

you had to gag him with a kiss because he would have continued talking nonsense. acting like a child. he lifted you by the waist, kissing you and whispering sweet phrases.

'i love when you're clingy, my baby, i was- i feel so bad due to the work, my angel. soon we'll be going on the mission.'

he lowered you to the ground, kissing you on the tip of your nose.

'let's pick some flowers and make a wreath, shall we?'

'we'll get arrested.'

'you can run, y/n.'

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

you were taking a bath on your own, drowning in the tears - as you've mentioned you're overly clingy and vulnerable and nanami had had known this. he knew you could be sticky when you haven't seen him in a few hours - but does it badly? he knocked twice on the door, waiting for your response.

'darling, mm-' he hesitated as if you'll reject him. 'may i come in?' you only made a quiet mumbling sound, but it was enough for him to enter the bathtub.

he took off his suit, joining you. no matter how much you try, he will see your weeping eyes.

'i shouldn't have yelled at you over a hard day. darling, come to me, tell me how your day went.'

'not before you tell me about yours.'

you sat on his lap, massaging his sturdy, tired shoulders, helping him relax.

'taking a bath like that with you after a day's work is what i like best.'

he kisses your lips as your palms still find themselves on his shoulders. anyway, nanami doesn't want his future wife to cry over him - he'll be the best husband.

ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ:

it has been weeks since you didn't interact with the king: neither you didn't come to his domain nor answer on his questions. when his sudden mouth appeared on yuuji's cheek, asking you to immediately come to his domain, you didn't feel the need to respond sukuna, irritating him.

you were waiting 'till the king will utterly be pissed off by your behavior, taking the possession of the vessel body to finally have a conversation with you.

'y/n, do something! sukuna has been so furious that i can hardly restrain him.'

'the king wants to see the stupid girl?' you crossed arms over the chest, letting out a sigh of relief - finally. 'i'm coming, sukuna.' you touches yuuji's chest to find yourself being instantly on sukuna's lap.

'you've been ignoring me for weeks, woman.'

'i wonder why? because i'm stupid and clingy?'

sukuna pulled the loose strands of hair out of your face carefully, so as not to hurt you with a claw. he cups your cheeks, making you stare directly at him in the eyes.

'i won't say it twice, so hear me out.' he kissed your lips with fondness, which was not characteristic of him. 'i'm sorry, okay?'

from now on, you can show off that the king of curses said sorry to you. be proud of yourself, 'till his eyes are cast dark hue, palms found themselves on your hips.

'i've been alone for days and days, y/n,' you could feel something raising underneath you. 'and why through all bastards you've chosen satoru?'

someone is jealous..

however, i have a feeling that there will be some sort of sequel...

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[httpdabi]

Run away

Summary: Your relationship was going down, and instead trying to fix it, you found yourself falling for your boyfriend’s best friend. Well, at least it was worth it.

Word count: 6.8k

Genre: romance, smut, maybe angst, I don’t know if it qualifies as it lmao

Warnings: 18+(minors dni), fingering and eating out (public), a little bit risky sex, cheating, toxic relationship, dom!dabi as always.

,,But Kai, I really wanna go there tonight’’ you whined loudly, snuggling yourself closer to your boyfriend. One of your friends was preparing a party, and sadly, your boyfriend had better plans, playing games with his best friend the whole night.

Sometimes you really wished that you could hate his friend, but yet there was something about him that you couldn’t put a finger on it. Maybe his sense of humor ? His jokes are always top tier, you can’t deny that. Or maybe the way his voice sounds ? Deep, yet gentle.

You have no idea, but the only thing you knew was that your boyfriend was selling you out everytime Touya would send him a message. At one point you even started to ask yourself if he’s in a relationship with you or with him.

,, Babe, I already told you that I have plans tonight’’ Kai muttered under his breath, focused on some weird ass Netflix show. Well that was incorrect, he changed the plans in last minute, but you didn’t want to discuss about it with him anymore.

,, Whatever, have fun, I’ll go on my own’’ you said, not even trying to hide the anger in your voice. Was it that hard to cancel a gaming night ? Was that so necessary ? He could just ask him to come with you, if Touya is so important.

There were nights where you thought about all of it. It wasn’t just Touya, it was about everyone. All of his friends, from Touya, to Shiggy and Keigo. How many times did you make plans, only for them to end up being canceled because Keigo suddenly wanted to go grab a beer, or because Shiggy wanted to go watch a soccer match with him.

You rolled your eyes when you heard the doorbell. Ignoring them, you changed into the outfit you prepared for the night, and started doing your makeup. Well, it’s not like you aren’t capable of having fun on your own. Heck, you’ll make sure you have best time of your life.

From [Nejire]:

,, Shall we meet at the park ?’’

You replied to her, before you finished your look with your favorite lipstick. You actually didn’t drink for a long time, so maybe it would be nice if you got a little wasted with your best friend ?

It won’t hurt, right ?

Once you were done, you took your bag and made your way downstairs.

,,Heyy doll, nice to see you’’ Touya said, pulling you into a nice and warm hug. If he only knew how much he was pissing you off today, he wouldn’t lay a fucking finger on you.

,, Heyyy, you too. But I gotta go now, yeah! Bye! Babe bye!’’ you said fast, as you rushed out of the apartment. Fuck both of them.

The moment you met Nejire, your mood got much better. When you told her about getting drunk a little, she was all up for it, saying how she was thinking about exactly the same thing. Usually the two of you would grab a cocktail or two before the party, but since it was already pretty late, you made you way to Shindo’s house.

,, I didn’t expect so many people to be here, what did he invite the whole collage or something ?’’ Nejire shook her head, as the two of you were looking for Momo and Mina.

You found them in the living room, sitting with Denki and Kiri. All of them already having their drinks and talking about God knows what.

,, There’s my favorite giiiiirl, looking like a whole ass meal’’ Denki screamed, pulling you into a tight hug.

,, Where’s Kai ?’’ he asked, not giving you even a chance to greet them properly.

,,He’s busy’’ you smiled, trying not to show any sign of the anger you felt because of it. Sure, you already told Nejire about it, but not everyone has to know about your so called relationship problems.

,,Again? ‘’Denki pointed, raising his eyebrow. He definitely didn’t mean it in a rude way, and you were pretty sure that he didn’t have intention to hurt you or make you upset, but yet that one small word took your breath fucking away. Was it that visible that your boyfriend never had time for you ?

Ignoring his remark, you and Nejire made your way to make yourself a drink. Thankfully Nejire was there to fix your mood once again, jumping around and singing with you, as the two of you mixed Vodka and some cheap ass energy drink.

,,Look who we have here’’ you heard a familiar voice, and instead of replying to him instantly, you just drowned your drink.

,, Heyy, Keigo, what’s up?’’ you faked a smile, making yourself another drink.

,, Ohh nothing much, how’s my homeboy Kai doing?’’ he asked, placing his arm around your shoulders.

,, Ehh, I’m pretty sure you already know how’s he doing, since you are in contact with him more than I am ‘’ you laughed, as you finished mixing your drink. Instead of waiting for his answer, you simply took Nejire’s hand and made your way back to the room where your friends were.

,, What the fuck is he doing here ?’’ Nejire asked irritated. Your problems were her problems, if you hated them all in the moment, she hated them too of course.

The two of you ignored all of it for the rest of the night, dancing like there was no tomorrow and drinking glass after glass. At the beginning the two of you mixed more of energy drink and less of vodka in your drinks, only to switch it up later.

,, FUCKKK YOUUUU AND YOUU AND YOUUUUUUU I HATE YOUR FRIENDS AND THEY HATE ME TOO’’ you screamed around, who would thought that this stupid song would be hitting you that much in the moment.

,, THIS THAT HOT GIRL BUMMER ANTHEM TURN IT UP AND THROW A TANTRUM’’ Denki screamed, biting you cheek hardly. Dude was drunk as much as you were and it showed.

,, Jeez, you don’t have to sing with all your 32 teeth, I ain’t a fucking dentist’’ the two of you laughed loudly, only for the laugh to be cut with you almost vomiting there.

You rushed outside to hide in the dark, as Denki followed you, ready to hold your hair. Unusually you were laughing loudly as you were vomiting your guts out.

,, Shit, I drank a lot ‘’ you laughed. You were super thankful that he was there tonight, since you cant deal with vomiting on your own.

,, Vomit one more time ‘’ he said, telling you how you’ll feel much better after it. When he realized that you can’t do it, he placed his hands around your stomach, pressing it so hard that it made you throw up the dish you had last Christmas .

After you had your small detoxing season, the two of you sat outside. Denki rolling you a cigarette while you just enjoyed the fresh air.

,, Ah thank you so much, I’ll make it up to you’’ you giggled, taking the cigarette he rolled for you and lighting it up.

,,Yeah, you say that every time’’ the two of you laughed.

At your surprise, you noticed a very familiar car parking in front of the house. If you weren’t drunk as fuck you would probably ask yourself what the fuck is he doing here and your mood would probably be ruined. But well, in that very moment, you didn’t give a single fuck, all that mattered was that you were having fun.

,, Dabi my man, whats uppp?’’ Denki greeted him, while you were too busy sitting on the stairs and puffing on your cigarette.

,,Heyy, nothing much, just here to pick up this doll’’ Touya said, and your eyes widened.

,, Excuse me ? ‘’ You laughed. What the fuck ?

Touya told Denki to tell your friends that you are leaving, ignoring your complains.

,, Did Kai sent you ?’’ you asked, suddenly nothing was funny to you anymore.

,, No, but Hawks sent us this video of you having some really nice time while vomiting in the dark. ‘’ he pointed, as he placed a cigarette between his lips.

,, I can go home on my own, and you can go fuck yourself together with my boyfriend’’ you hissed, trying to stand up, only to end up tripping a bit.

,, Woww, watch your mouth doll’’ Touya muttered under his breath, grabbing your arm right on the time. It migth have looked like you were about to fall, but it was just a small trip, and you were pretty sure how he’ll just use that against you in that exact moment.

,, Yeah, I see how you can go on your own’’ he added, as his grip only got stronger. Maybe if you weren’t drunk like that, you would think before speaking, but the fact that Keigo sent a fucking video of you vomiting around, and instead of your boyfriend to come pick you up, his best friend does.

Heck, you shouldn’t even be mad at Touya, in fact you should be thankful that he came at all. But what could you do ?

Toyua didn’t give you a chance to protest that much, but he did take his time with you. Well, it’s not like he could force you into his car and just drive you home, even tho that would be much easier. No one on his right state of mind would freely deal with drunk as fuck you.

Once you found yourself in the car, you didn’t really dare to speak. Was it shame that you felt ? Probably. But there was no way in the hell that you would apologize to him. After all, it’s not like you asked him to come pick you up, it was his own choice.

,, Please don’t take me to Kai’s place’’ you said, well, more like whispered, not sure if it was a right thing to say at all. He’s Kai’s best friend, he can easily tell him how you didn’t want to come back for some unknown reason.

,, Doll, you can’t spend the night alone looking like that’’ Touya grunted, looking at you from time to time, like he was trying to make sure that you are okay.

,, Dabi, it’s not the first time I am drunk, just take me home please’’ you begged, not really sure if your little speech was understandable. Every time you get drunk, you either way talk too slow, or too fast, making it hard for everyone else to understand.

At the end, Dabi didn’t ask you more about it, he didn’t ask why you didn’t want to go to your boyfriends place. Maybe he felt sympathy, or he simply didn’t want to stuck his nose where it didn’t belong. He simply got you home, he even helped you get in your apartment, and even tho you hated him more than anyone that day, you simply couldn’t deny the fact that going upstairs, with his help it was much easier. Heck, you were pretty sure if he wasn’t there, you would probably give up half way and end up sleeping on the stairs, surviving the walk of shame the next day as your perfect neighbors told their children how they have to study good if they don’t want to end up like you.

An extremely strong headache woke you up, making you almost regret your decision about getting drunk. Checking your phone, you instantly wished you could get drunk again, the regret you almost felt long gone. Text from Nejire, Denki, from everyone, but not one of them was from your boyfriend. Not even a single how are you, or are you okay text. And it’s not like he’s sleeping at this time.

How many times did you end up taking care of him when he got drunk with his friends. It wasn’t Touya, Shiggy or Keigo that bought him the package of painkillers in the morning. It wasn’t them helping him get in a fucking shower to help him come to himself. None of them spent their night sleepless, too worried about him, worried he’ll fucking choke in the night. It was you, and God knows how many times that happened. God knows, how many times you went to the work, not mentally prepared for the morning shift, with dark circles under your eyes.

Instead of getting those painkillers that were in the small box in your living room, you called Nejire. She didn’t answer, she was probably in her deep sleep, surviving her hangover. You know that she has a rough one, everyone knows that.

,, First of all, are you okay? Last night was really something haha if you need anything tell me. Second, maybe you were right about Kai.. He didn’t even bother to text me ‘’ you sighed, sending the voice message to your best friend. She told you many times before how your relationship isn’t really healthy and how you deserve better.

,, Denki probably told you about last night, Dabi brought me home. I thought that Kai sent him, but noooo, he simply doesn’t give a fuck, even tho that bastard Keigo sent them a video of me vomiting, while Denki is holding my hair hahahh’’ you continued, laughing as you tried to hide how hurt you felt.

,, And why the fuck did Touya have to come ? He should have stayed with Kai instead. Hey, maybe they are gay.. I never thought about that.. I mean, Kai would sell me out for him without thinking twice. Ah fuck them all, maybe I should simply break up with Kai.. ‘’ you continued, sending the voice message to her.

You wanted to cry, you really did, but yet, you didn’t have any power for it. How many times did you think about breaking up with him? Probably too many, only to end up giving him another chance. Saying how you are probably the one overacting, and how things will get better. Thinking of all the good things he did for you. Did he do much for you? Nah, not really.

Forcing yourself, you stood up. It felt like you were shoot, the headache was huge, but at least you didn’t have to vomit anymore. Anything is better than that.

,, AHHHH’’ You screamed loudly as you saw someone sitting on your couch.

,, What the fuck ?What are you doing here ?’’ you screamed once again, taking one step back, like it would help you.

,, Well, someone had to stay in case you had to go to hospital because of alcohol poisoning. ‘’ Touya said, his eyes focused on his phone, not even bothering to look at you.

How much did he hear ?You didn’t really try to be quiet as you were nagging about him and your boyfriend. Heck, if you knew he’s here, you would definitely keep your mouth shut.

,, God, I’m sorry. ‘’ you apologized, sitting on the edge of the couch as you covered your face with both of your hands.

,, For what exactly ? For last night, or alking about me few moments ago ?’’ he asked, looking at you lazily. Well there it was, a clear answer to your question. You didn’t know what to say. What could make this whole situation better ?

,, You know doll, next time simply tell me if you are having plans with him. ‘’ he laughed, making your blood boil in just one second. Was he for real? Was that all funny to him ? Does he really think that every time you want to do something with your boyfriend, you will tell him first, just in case he was thinking about ruining it ?

,, That is not how a relationship works ‘’ you pointed, trying not to sound so irritated.

,, Of course it’s not, but how can I know that you are having some silly plans with Kai ?It’s not my fault he says he’s not doing anything special when I ask him to do something’’ Dabi exclaimed. You weren’t sure if he was doing that on purpose. Was he trying to make you mad ?

You always had mixed feelings about him. He was always way too good to you, making it hard for you to hate him, but now, it was like he was trying to piss you off. Like he was trying to prove your stupid point.

,, Ah, you know what. Forget it, this doesn’t concern you at all. Thank you for taking care of me last night, but I would be really grateful if you could just leave now. I’m having a headache’’ you said, as you stood up to take those painkillers. Not sure if you should be surprised that he left immediately, you just thanked him once more before he left.

You didn’t want to text Kai, or go to his place. You honestly just wanted to see if he even bothered to text you at all.

The whole day passed and there was no message from him. The tears you were thinking about in the morning were fully back, and ready to wet your cheeks.

Only on the evening you ended up getting a call from him. If you were being honest, you didn’t feel happy about it at all. All you felt was disappointment, even after he told you that he wants you to go on the infamous beach, where his parents had a vacation cabin. You should feel happy about it, thinking how he realized that what he’s doing ain’t right. But you couldn’t force yourself into believing in that.

And you were so fucking right. You were so fucking glad that you didn’t bite it, since you would end up being only more disappointed than you already were.

Of course he had to invite his friends too, not just Touya or Shiggy, but all three of them. They were there even before the two of you arrived, chilling on the beach with beers in their hands.

You were in your own world the whole time, trying to ignore them the best you can. You didn’t even try to hide the bad mood you had. Fuck them and fuck Kai, they should see that they ain’t welcome. Heck, not even Kai was welcome to you in that moment.

Hiding in the shadow and far enough from all of them, you were giving your best as you were blowing the air into the inflatable flamingo. Weird how in small stuff like that you notice how better would it be if you simply stopped smoking, since you had to take a break every minute.

,, Someone’s in a bad mood’’ Touya popped up, hopping onto the towel you prepared for yourself. You wanted to tell him to sit somewhere else, since he was ruining the peace you were trying to have.

,, Let me guess, he didn’t tell you that we’re coming too ?’’ he added, looking slightly up at you. Instead of saying anything, you simply nod your head.

,, You really deserve better’’ Touya continued, standing up and leaving you confused once he realized that you don’t want to hold any type of conversation. How far did your relationship with Kai get, that even his best friend was telling you how it sucks, in your fucking face.

Once the Flamingo was all done, you made your way into the water, deciding to float around a little. And that’s the exact way how you spent your time for the rest of your day, a perfect mixture of floating around and hiding in the shadow.

At the evening, Kai and others decided to go watch a soccer game in the nearest pub. He did ask you to come with them, of course, but why the fuck would you ? He knew very well that you never gave a single fuck about any kind of sport.

What surprised you was, that Touya also didn’t want to join them. Saying how he’ll rather stay and play something on his switch, saying how the water made him way too tired to go anywhere.

,, So doll, what we gonna eat ?’’ he asked, as he hopped onto the closest chair to you, while you chopped the chicken.

,, Curry’’ you simply said, trying to keep your focus on the meat, instead of him, wanting to keep all ten of your fingers.

,, Nice, need any help ?’’ he asked casually, hopping off of his chair and suddenly standing next to you, ready to help you with anything you needed. Realizing that you weren’t about to speak up, he took a knife on his own, and started chopping the vegetables that were on the counter.

Touya didn’t want to make anything harder for you than it already was. He understood how you felt, and he didn’t want to put the salt on your wound at all, he just wanted you to feel at least a little bit comfortable if possible.

He played the song Ophelia on his phone, hoping it will help with the tension that was in the air. Sure, he didn’t want to force himself onto you, but he did want you to simply put your guards down and enjoy yourself a little bit. He wanted to show you that not everything is bad as it seemed, he wanted to show you that he isn’t so bad as you pictured him to be.

You would lie if you said that he didn’t look cute, chopping those vegetables and humming the melody of the song. The song he played wasn’t something you were expecting him to have on his playlist. It was weird that he was spending his time with you, preparing the dinner, it was something you didn’t expect at all, yet there he was.

,, Do you cook often ?’’ you asked, focused on the work.

,, Not really, I’m not that good at cooking. Why ?’’ Touya asked back, a little confused.

,, You look like you’re enjoying it, so relaxed’’ you said genuinely, making him smile for some reason.

While eating the food, Touya tried to keep the conversation going. It was really visible that he was giving his best, and because of that you really tried to cooperate there. You weren’t stupid, you understood that he was trying to make you feel better, but you couldn’t really say if it was out of a pity or something else.

What surprised you the most was when he asked you if you wanna go swim with him, saying how the water is the best in the evening. You did think about it a bit, thinking if it will upset Kai, but then, when was he ever upset ? Something small shouldn’t upset him at all actually.

,,You don’t have to be shy, I already saw you in your underwear” Touya said, once he noticed how you’re trying to hide your body with the stupid flamingo. Oh how he wished he could take a picture of your face when you heard him say that.

,,Huh?” You we’re confused, heck, even more than confused.

,, Doll, who do you think helped you change the Night you got drunk? “ he tried to hold his smile back, but your reaction was way too cute. The way your cheeks got red so suddenly almost make him laugh loudly, you were simply too cute.

,, Oh god, I’m sorry. I caused you so much trouble” you whined, embarrassed of the fact that he was literally changing your clothes. How could you forget that ?

You were using your Flamingo as a support, as you moved yourself with your legs, while Touya was swimming next to you. Once you were far enough, you hopped over it, enjoying the small waves.

,, How long are you with Kai together ?’’ Touya asked, holding the head of the flamingo, as he let his body float under him. You could feel his legs under you, touching your stomach, but it didn’t upset you or anything.

,, 1 year. Do you have anyone ? I never heard you talk about any girl honestly’’ you smiled when you saw him roll his eyes playfully.

,, There’s one girl that got my attention, but I’m pretty sure she only sees me as a friend, if not even less.’’ He confessed, placing his head on the flamingo.

It was true what he said, the water was really beautiful. It was somehow warm, and it went beautifully with the air that was getting just a little bit fresh for the summer weather.

,, I hope you’ll get her one day’’ you said, moving your legs a bit.

,, Anyway, tell me about your first date with Kai. I’m curious where did he take you out and so ‘’ Touya smiled. If he asked you this question two hours ago, you would probably tell him to fuck off, yet you found yourself comfortable enough to tell him about it.

,, He took me to some forest’’ you laughed out. Thinking about it, he didn’t really put any effort into any of your dates.

,, Forest ?’’ Touya asked confused, raising his eyebrow as he waited for you to explain.

,, Yeah, a forest. We walked a whole fucking hour. I was honestly expecting him to show me something special, maybe a place he used to visit when he was a kid, or whatever, you know how it goes. But he was only showing me some trees, thinking it was romantic’’ you explained, spitting word after word. ,, All I could say was, yeah I love nature’’ you added, making Touya laugh loudly.

,, That’s so fucking weird’’ he laughed. Well, true, that was really weird as fuck when you think about it.

Trying to stay on the flamingo, you somehow managed to change your position, laying on your back. The moment you calmed yourself down, Touya hopped out of the water, placing his upper body over your stomach. The position was pretty weird and close, but in that moment you didn’t think about it at all, all you did was laugh with him.

,, But honestly, I have no idea what you’re doing with him. You can do much better’’ Touya said, placing his head just under your chest.

,, I don’t even know anymore.’’ You sighed, as you played with the water. You could feel the small drops of the water rolling down your chest, and that’s exactly what made you realized in what position you were.

,, I think Kai will be pretty mad if he sees you on top of me like this ‘’ you pointed.

,, You think I give a fuck about him ?’’ Touya said, pushing his head up a bit, to make eye contact with you. You didn’t know what to say, deciding it’s better to stay quiet. It was weird how you didn’t push him away yet. It was weird how you were enjoying how close he was to you, the skin on skin contact. It was weird how handsome he was, and it was weird how you didn’t notice that before.

,, Did you ever think about running away ?’’ You asked casually, enjoying how the waves were moving the both of you away from the beach.

,, How do you mean?’’ You could hear confusion in his voice.

The air was getting a bit colder as the moon exchanged his position with the sun, but having Touya on top of you, you didn’t feel that cold. The thought of being in the water when it’s dark outside was always terrifying to you, yet with him, you didn’t feel scared at all.

,, I mean, running away from everything. Leaving everything behind, and just running away.’’ You explained yourself, as you watched the dark clouds move slowly.

,, No.. did you?’’ His body was now completely over you, head beside your neck, arms hanging over yours, and legs between your own.

,, I did.. I was really close to leaving everyone behind, but I’m kinda scared.’’ You said honestly. How many times did you think about it, you don’t even know anymore.

Instead of saying anything, Touya found himself doing something so risky. Risky for himself, for his friendship and risky for you. He didn’t know how you’ll react, he couldn’t be sure you won’t freak out and push him away, but he still leaned in and placed his lips on top of yours.

At his surprise, you didn’t react how he thought you will. In fact, you didn’t react at all, which made him kiss you once more. Pushing the limits, he knew it. But he needed you, he wanted you to be his.

Fuck Kai and everyone else.

,, We shouldn’t do this’’ you whispered, as he pulled back.

,, Why not ? Fuck him’’ Touya breathed out. You couldn’t believe that you didn’t stop him the first time he kissed you. In fact, you couldn’t believe that instead of hating yourself for letting him do that, you found yourself enjoying the feeling of his soft lips on top of yours.

,, You have someone else’’ you managed to say somehow.

,, doll, I was talking about you’’ Touya confessed. ,, I was hoping you’ll kinda get that’’ he added, face still close to yours. He didn’t wait for you to say something, he couldn’t. Instead, he kissed you again, and surprisingly you returned the kiss, connecting your fingers with his hair.

No words were needed there, and he didn’t want to hear anything. He didn’t want to break the kiss, afraid you’ll start talking about Kai again.

Who would have thought that you would end up kissing your boyfriends best friend ? You always thought he was cheating on you, yet at the end you were the cheating one.

Touya suddenly pulled away, placing small kisses all over your neck, still careful not to leave any marks. Hopping back into the water, he pulled you down a bit, rubbing your tights slowly. The moment his hands stopped on your panties, one look was enough for you to nod your head.

Pulling them down, he didn’t waste any time, immediately moving his middle finger over your clit, only to enter your core with it. Not giving you any time to think, he started moving it, making you ache your back on the stupid flamingo from the sudden contact.

After few pumps, he added another one, moving them slowly as he watched you. The feeling of pleasure and horror mixed because of the possibility of being caught was written all over your face.

He was getting faster and faster, giving himself the right do dive in between your tights and lick the wetness you were trying to hide from him.

Placing your hand over your mouth, you moaned loudly, as he started licking your clit so fucking slowly. It was a huge contrast to the pace he was moving his fingers at.

The moment he felt your walls getting tighter, he started sucking you almost aggressively, trying to give you the orgasm you deserved so much in his opinion. And it didn’t take him long to get you there. Moaning loudly, you came all over his fingers and tongue, immediately looking around, scared Kai or someone else might hear or see you here, with his best friend between your legs.

That night you couldn’t spend the night with your boyfriend, saying how you need some space. He didn’t expect that at all from you, it was unusual that you were even thinking of something like that. But what else could he do instead of giving you the space ?

In the other hand, the regret you felt was long gone when he told you to do whatever you want. Normal boyfriend would ask if something is wrong, if something is bothering you. He would ask himself if there is something going on, or perhaps if he did something wrong.

Instead of thinking about Kai, you found yourself thinking about Touya. Rolling from one side of the bed to another one. It was clear enough that one sleepless night was in front of you. Was the kiss that opened your eyes, or were you so attention starved that all it took was that one kiss to mess your head up even more ?

You thought about the night, when he took his time to help you. It was clear that he did it on his own, he even told you that Kai didn’t send him. Thinking about it, it wasn’t the first time he actually took better care of you than Kai.

Small things count, like that one time when you were sick, he was texting you more often than Kai, asking if you are feeling better and asking if you need anything. Even when he visited Kai, he would simply bring something for you, like chocolate. Maybe that’s why you couldn’t hate him, and now after the kiss and the little intimacy,you opened your eyes.

After what he told you, the reason why he did all that for you was more than clear now. Your feelings couldn’t change for Kai simply over night, but everything that is happening in your relationship didn’t only start yesterday. It’s probably already two months since he stopped giving shit about you, if not even longer.

You tried to sleep, you really did, but both with closed or opened eyes all you could picture was Touya’s face. Him laying on top of you while the waves move your body.

A quiet knock on your door took you back to reality. Pushing yourself up, you made your way to the door to open it, not even surprised when you found shirtless Touya standing in front of you.

,, Let’s run away doll, you and me.’’ he whispered, making sure no one beside you could hear him. Oh how did your heart skip a beat when you heard those words. How many emotions did you feel at that moment, no word in the whole vocabulary could describe it, and that was the exact reason why you grabbed his cheeks and kissed him. Why would you tell him how you felt about it, when you could simply show him.

You could feel him smile into the kiss, as he grabbed your hips, carefully pushing you back into the room and shutting the flimsy door behind him. Not breaking the kiss, he somehow managed to lock the same door.

,, I couldn’t stop thinking about you’’ you confessed, managing to whisper these words between kisses, making him smirk, glad that he was on your mind instead of that bastard Kai.

He didn’t plan for things to go this way, he simply wanted to give you a offer, but once he saw you in nothing but oversized shirt, his dick got hard in less then a second and the kiss didn’t make it any better.

Once you realized that he was about to take his sweatpants off, you grabbed the edges of your shirt and pulled it over your head, before you were pushed down on the old bed. He didn’t waste his time, immediately grabbing your panties and ripping them apart. Parting your legs apart, he climbed on top of you, connecting his lips with his own. The kiss wasn’t gentle like the one on beach, it was hungry and desperate for more.

,, Think you can keep quiet ?’’ He breathed out in between the kisses. He couldn’t help but smirk again once you nod your head, immediately rubbing your clit with his middle finger, while the only things that were coming out of your mouth were quiet whines and mumbles begging him for something. You didn’t even know what you were begging for, yet you still did it desperately.

You could feel tip of his painfully erected dick, brushing against your entrance, making you move your hips a little as you tried to give him a sign to fuck you already. Without a word, Touya placed a hand over your mouth before he thrusted himself into you, forcing a moan out of you. Thankfully the palm over your mouth was just enough to muff the noise you made as he started rocking his hips.

Deep breaths, your muffed moans and skin slapping filled the room and you could only hope that everyone else was in deep sleep, because anyone walking by could definitely tell what was happening in the room.

Once Touya pushed himself fruther up your body allowing himself to get even deeper, all you could do was grab the sheets and squeeze your eyes shut. Touya couldn’t let that slide, squeezing your jaw as he forcing you to open your eyes again.

Touya couldn’t help but groan quietly, your walls were warming his cock just perfectly, finally getting that attention it’s been needing the moment he took your panties off as you were laying on that damned flamingo.

You could feel him throbbing in between your walls, and the way he was dragging his hips back, his dick nearly pulling all the way out, made you feel every vein of his dick. Talking about it, Kai’s dick was nothing to be compared to Touya’s. In fact it would be a shame to disrespect Touya’s dick with that compartment.

Touya thrusted back into you, making you toss your head back into the pillow. He picked up his speed, hand still over your mouth, head hanging low beside your neck, trying to keep his groans to himself. Both of you gave your best in keeping yourself quiet, but the only problem was the stupid bed that couldn’t stop cracking with every move he did.

Touya lightly bit your neck, nudging the same spot with his nose right after it. As if you were nothing, Touya span your body around, entering you once again as he pushed your face deep into the pillow, making sure you’ll stay quiet as you promised.

His hips once again picked up some speed, never faltering the hardness of his thrusts. His hand in your hair, keeping you in your place, as he fucked you into the mattress. Tears started to form on the edges of your eyes, as you felt the tip of his dick hitting your g-spot again and again. Grabbing the sheets one again, you started clenching around his dick, which made Touya almost curse behind you. You were whimpering into the pillow as you were getting closer and closer to your orgasm.

,,Come on doll, cum for me’’ Touya groaned, rubbing your clit forcefully. ,, Cum all over my dick’’ he added, and that rub was more than enough for you. You breath started hitching as you fought the urge to scream into the stupid pillow. Once your walls started squeezing him as you were reaching your high, Touya’s dick started spilling inside you, painting your walls white, before he collapsed on top of you, fighting for his own breath.

That night Touya couldn’t spend the night with you, even tho he wanted it more than anything in this world. But he did clean you up, he did ask if you are ok and if he was too rough, while placing gentle kisses all over your face, telling you all about what you will do once you run away from everything and everyone.

The next morning, the first thing you did was check if there were any visible marks on your body. Sure, the decision you made about breaking up with Kai didn’t change, but there was no need for him to know how you got to that decision and who was your biggest push to it.

The boys were already in the kitchen once you got downstairs, chit-chatting about the last night’s game and planning when is the best time to go home today. Kai noticed your sudden change, he noticed how you were more dreamy, and not moody anymore, but once again he didn’t question anything.

,, I think we should break up’’

You couldn’t hide the smile when you heard those words coming out of his mouth, once the boys were in the other room, busy enough to give you enough time for small talk. Clear irritation was written all over his face when he realized that you aren’t heartbroken as he expected you to be.

,, I agree.’’ Nodding your head, you tried to hide the smile. Maybe he heard something last night? If you and Touya tried to be quiet, the bed surly didn’t.

,, Also, maybe you should go back home with Touya.’’ He added, rubbing his hands together uncomfortably. He did hope for you to say how you don’t want anything of that. How he’s your boyfriend. He thought you’ll end up crying if not making a scene at the end. He didn’t think you’ll agree so fast, leaving him in the kitchen all alone as you asked Touya if you can drive home with him when the time comes.

,, Sure doll, anything for you’’ Touya grinned, giving you a sign that he overheard everything and not hiding the fact that he was more than pleased with how fast everything happened.

The two of you didn’t run away at the end. There was no need for it. But you knew very well that if you felt like it, Touya would do it with you. He would run away with you, wherever you want, and whenever you want.

He was willing to run away, to the other side of the world, as long you were by his side.

#smut #dabi fanfic #dabi headcanons #dabi smut #dabi todoroki #dabi x oc #romance #bnha fanfiction #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #mha smut #bnha smut #mha dabi #bnha dabi #dabi x reader #touya fanfic #touya todoroki #dabi is touya #dabi fluff #touya x reader #dabi x y/n

[mrs-bartowski]

Brace for impact y'all cuz my brain is being Extra Rude this fine Sunday. OKAY, so...

What with Lena's new unemployment status, obviously we have all these hcs about her being unable to afford the penthouse and moving in with Kara.

Then of course we have all the accompanying hcs about Lena's time in the apartment between now and when Kara gets back (blanket sniffing, inability to sleep in Kara's bed, ready-to-pack corner of belongings so as to not alter Kara's home, and all those other super fun things that make me wanna cry).

I see all of those (and love them) and I raise you one: the Mxy tapes.

So, we see right after Mxy leaves when Kara picks up "The One Where Lena Decided To Work With Lex" which is what, in combination with her realization that telling Lena the truth always has "huge" consequences, motivates her to make that super OOC decision to absolve herself entirely of her guilt and tell Lena she'll treat her like a villain if she works with Lex, yes?

Now, what if that wasn't the only tape Mxy left behind? What if he left a recording of each of those alternate timelines because, after seeing Kara twist what she learned to fit her frustration over Lena's continued cold shoulder and hearing what she said to Lena, Mxy decided she might want to watch them again at some point to remember the real takeaway: she's fighting for the relationship that saves the world...

Kara found the tapes stacked on the coffee table when she got home, with a note that said "You found the magic. Now don't lose it." She wanted to get angry, but instead she just put the tapes in a box on the shelf under the TV and tried to forget about them.

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Lena's hand shakes slightly as she slides the key into the lock, feeling the ghost of Alex’s hand rest gently on her shoulder as it had when she’d pressed the cold metal into her palm a few hours earlier with a silent offer and an encouraging nod. The door swings open slowly, and Lena is hit by a sudden wave of cold. Not temperature, but energy. It’s too quiet - no NSYNC on the speaker or Bachelorette on the TV. It’s too empty - no smell of fresh (slightly burnt) bread or yarn strewn all over the counter from Kara’s various crochet projects. It’s too...Kara-less.

Lena shakes off the feeling and slides her bag off her shoulder in the corner by the bookcase, careful not to knock Kara’s favorite cinnamon candle off the stool beside her, as she tells Alexa to play Nina Simone. She zips open her bag to pull out her favorite copy of Mrs. Dalloway and finds it missing. Realizing she must have left it in her desk drawer at LexCorp, Lena makes a mental note to send Brainy in after it tomorrow with the promise that he can change all of Lex’s passwords one more time before they leave the game for good.

Lena stares at the blank TV screen for a moment, dreading the thought of watching anything in this room without Kara’s head on her shoulder or in her lap. So, she crouches to look at the shelves of the TV stand, hoping to find at least one of the books she’d gotten Kara for her birthday last year wedged between the latest issues of CatCo Magazine and the recipe books Alex had gotten her in the hopes of spending less money on pot stickers every week.

She’s just zeroed in on The Color Purple when she notices a box she doesn’t recognize laying across the tops of the books on the other shelf. She reaches for it on instinct, then hesitates. She hasn’t touched anything of Kara’s since their falling out, and what if Kara’s “what’s mine is yours” rule no longer applies to her now? She considers leaving it alone and waiting for Kara to get back and explain, sliding The Color Purple toward her without taking her eyes off the box, before her curiosity gets the better of her and she caves, tossing the book onto the coffee table.

She opens the lid and starts at the sight of VHS tapes. Hasn't she taught Kara better than this? They'd converted all her old tapes to DVDs months into their friendship ("Kara, these things deteriorate so easily and the picture quality becomes awful, don't you want something that will last?"). She picks up the first tape and reads the label on the side: "The One Where Lena Doesn't Make It Back In Time." Her brows furrow as she stares, unblinking, at the title - demanding answers she knows only one person can give her.

She glances around, but doesn't see a VHS player anywhere, so she sets the tape on the floor beside her and picks up the next one. "The One Where Lena Can't Save Sam Or Herself." Lena shoves down her growing horror and discards the tape, hoping the next one will be less ominous. She picks it up and chokes back a sob as she reads: "The One Where There Are No Survivors."

Lena can't wait for answers anymore, so she gathers the tapes back into the box, grabs her purse and Kara's key, and heads to the closest library. Lena finds the old CRT sitting on a rolling cart in the back corner of the library, tucked between the stacks of kids' books. She pulls the first tape out of the box and slides it carefully into the slot.

30 minutes later, with tears and too-cheap eyeliner streaming down her face, Lena picks up the last tape. "The One Where Lena Was Never Your Friend." And here she'd thought things couldn't get worse. Lena takes a deep breath as she inserts the tape.

At the sight of the ruin that meets Kara and Mxy, Lena stifles the urge to laugh. Of course this is what a world without her best friend looks like. This exactly how it feels now, and she's only been gone a few weeks.

Lena's breath catches as she hears herself ask "who's Kara?," the mere thought of a world where the reporter had never believed in her, never cared enough to love her, almost too much to bear. Her hand drifts absent-mindedly to her chest as she watches herself reveal a kryptonite heart, and for a moment she can hear the sounds of her own screams as her mother's experiments rob her of the last of her humanity.

She presses her hand closer to her heart, sure that it's stopped beating at the sight of Kara on the ground, in pain at her hands but still refusing to fight her. Feels it shatter when her worst self says exactly the same words she'd said to Kara in the Fortress when asked why she had pretended to be Kara's friend for so long.

And she thinks it might kill her, this agony that's filling her body like acid. She wonders for a moment if this is what kryptonite feels like to Kara. Because it sure feels like her skin is getting seared off her bones and there are nails in her blood and it sure seems like she won't survive watching herself kill her best friend as she lies helpless and desperate on the floor.

And when Mxy pulls them out, Lena's breath returns full force until she's hyperventilating because Kara is gone and she doesn't know how long it will be until they get her back; and she was terrified of what she'd become when she lost Jack but she survived because of Kara; and if this is what losing Kara without ever having her in the first place looks like, Lena has never been more afraid than she is as she realizes what will happen to the world if she doesn't get Kara back. What she'll do to the world if it dares to take Kara from her.

So, when she gathers the tapes and goes to return them to the box and finds a note at the bottom that says "You found the magic. Now don't lose it," Lena promises herself that, for as long as she lives, she will do everything in her power to keep the magic that is Kara Danvers in her life.

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Alex knocks on the apartment door three days later and finds it unlocked. She pushes the door open and her hand drifts to her gun, but relaxes as she sees Lena's sleeping form curled up on the couch. Alex approaches a box she knows the contents of all too well and finds it open and empty on the table before she notices the VCR player and tapes strewn across the floor. She smiles softly as she recalls the image of Kara in the exact same position months earlier. And, as she carefully plucks the handwritten note from Lena's clutched fist, she smiles at the knowledge that, once Kara returns, no force in the world will be able to keep them apart again.

UPDATE: Ask and ye shall receive

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

#supergirl #supercorp #supercorp headcanon #lena luthor #kara danvers #alex danvers #this got so much more elaborate than I planned #but oh well #have fun suffering with me

[zackcrazyvalentine]

me seeing the ask masterlist realizing most of them are mine : 🤡

BUT ANYWAYS

CONCERNING THE FAMILY DAY

THE SIBLINGS 🛐

i’m not saying that i have a crush on ace’s brother , cater’s sisters and sebek’s siblings because of that some fanart but that’s exactly what i’m saying

ACE’S MOM DESTROYING HER SON LIFE IN FRONT MC ? FORGET THAT ACE’S BROTHER CAME IN WITH THE RECEIPTS . HE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT AND 👏🏾HE 👏🏾IS 👏🏾PREPARED👏🏾

“hey did you know that ace used to looooove going around butt naked when he was younger ?” “DON’T YOU DARE-“ “here i have pictures , videos , posters and mugs printed of it-“

CATER’S SISTERS WOULD PROBABLY BE ALL OVER MC

“oh they’re so cute ~ !” “(new nickname)-chan ! do you wanna see some baby pics of cater ? look at this one he couldn’t quite stand on his legs and he-“ “HAHAHAHAHAA yeah so funny ! but would you like at the time it’s to go-“

sebek’s siblings would probably resemble their parents ? i see his sister being just like his mother and his brother as calm as his father ? ACTUALLY THE WHOLE ZIGVOLT COUPLE GIVE ME BAKUGOU’S PARENTS VIBES-

JACK’S LITTLE SIBLINGS-

I- THE LOVE I HAVE FOR THEM WHEN WE DON’T EVEN KNOW THEIR NAMES-

his brother is in middle school if i’m not wrong so just like all these AnGsTy teenage boys (and his brother-) he would be like “i-it’s not like i needed your help or anything o(｀ω´ )o” sure whatever rocks you boat-

HIS LITTLE SISTER WOULD BE LIKE CHEKA . THE MINUTE SHE SAW HER BROTHER SHE WOULD BE LIKE “hey big bro ! look i grew a lot since last time ! i’m a big girl now so i can go with you do luge next time ! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ” PLEASE SHE WOULD BE ADORABLE WITH THE EARS AND ALL DOWOWODKWOMEODMEKWOWKSOWKSDKSOWKEOEOOEE

TREY’S LITTLE SIBLINGS. you’re watching from afar as a flock of children come and proceed to pummel your friend to the ground-

they would be the kind of siblings that’s asks questions about everything and anything at any time i just know-

LETS NOT EVEN TALK ABOUT KALIM’S SIBLINGS BECAUSE ITS A FUCKING ARMY AT THIS POINT-

imagine this

in a dark room somewhere in nrc . multiples children are sat besides a round table with sunglasses on and glass of grape juice adult beverages in their hand .

Okay i don’t know how to write so that it would makes sense BUT BASICALLY ITS JUST A “MY BROTHER/UNCLE BETTER YOU POO BECAUSE HE-“

yes the same would happen with the older siblings i am convinced-

also don’t worry it wasn’t too long i’m happy it gave you inspiration-

ASK AND YE SHALL RECIVE!!!!

HONESTLY, SAME ANON!! I HAVE A BIG FAT CRUSH in Cater’s Sisters and Ace’s Brother (and Sebek’s, Azul’s & Deuces mamas) 😭😭😭

Sorry, but I'll do a hard pass writing for Kalim's mansion-full of siblings 🙇‍♀️ (plus I don't think Crowley would let 30+ kids-teens-toddles-babies come into NRC lol, maybe just the following 3 after Kalim) BUT INSTEAD!!! I hope you like the bonus character~

LOL THE FIGTH TO FIND OUT WHO'S BROTHER IS THE BEST, A CHAOTIC BATTLEFIELD FILLED WITH BABY PICTURES AND ANECDOTES OF ACCOMPLISHMENTS AND CUTE/STUPID/HEARTWARMING THINGS ALL OF THEM DID

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MC attentively watched as skilled hands mix card in different flashy ways, while Ace sat beside them with a bored and irritated look on his face.

“This is your card!” The older redhead took a random card and showed it to MC. Sparkles shone in their eyes as they smiled a big bright smile, amazed at the card trick.

Ace interrupted the moment. “Oh, yeah, duh! The easiest trick there is! You just had to cast a simple spell that allows only your eyes to see which card [Name] picked highlighted in red!”

Big Brother Trappola looked at his sibling with an unamused face, MC mirroring the look at having their momentary joy crumbled like that. “Sure, a simple trick, but it was I who taught it to you. Don’t forget little Ace! You’re always following my steps~”

The heart suit boy sighed exasperatedly, shaking his head and looking some other way.

“Ah, he definitely is following a~ll your advices, Big Bro! Ace is always mentioning how you taught him many useful tricks for life!” MC became a little tattletale to antagonize their friend.

The Hearstlabyul student tensed, blushing as he looked at the other two. His sibling smirked, “Really now~? Oh, I didn’t know you loved me so much, baby bro! Say, [Name], let me tall you all my favorite stories of Ace when he was little! I even brought our old photo album for you to view! You can keep it if you like~” The aforementioned photo record appeared, “Look at this one! Ace used to wear his tighty whities like a superhero mask!”

At that, the 1st year tugged his friend away from his mischievous older brother, dragging them far away from his influences.

~°~  ~°~

“Cay-nii! Look look! We found your cute little friend before we could find you, and they were so kind to bring us here!” The younger of the two Diamond sisters waved at her brother. However, her arm remained linked with MC’s.

Cater looked scared, despair quickly painting his face. All his attempts to hide, ruined But now that his sisters had MC in their arms... He couldn’t run the risk of them embarrassing him in front of his crush.

“A-Ahaha..! Yeah, look at that..!” The orange haired boy awkwardly laughed, approaching the menace that were his sisters (with a cute, clueless MC between them).

MC spoke up with that bright smile on their face, "Your sisters are so lovely, Cater! I wouldn't mind having siblings as nice as these."

"Oh if only you knew, little Prefect." Cater though to himself.

The sisters looked at each other, then at their younger brother. "Is that so, [Name]-chan~?" The older one inquired, words drawled out in a playful yet dark tone. Oh no, Cater tensed at what they were planning.

Acting quickly, the girls dragged MC over to one of Heartslabyul's many couches. "You're always welcomed into the family, [Nickname]-chan!" "To show you you're a Diamond now, let us watch some of Cater's old baby pics! He was the most adorable little brother back then!"

The Heartslabyul student hurried up to his siblings, trying his best to ruin their "bonding" activity.

~°~ ~°~

The evening was nice, warm with a comfortable breeze... The surprising thing was that MC shared many laughs with Sebek and his siblings through the day.

They were nice, very nice! The girl was intense like their friend, while the boy was tamer, on the shy side.

They shared many stories about their family life: the fishing trips to catch salmon, what their parents were up to in the clinic and the new patients they got to work with (quite a colorful array, one must say), life in Valley of Thorns, tales of their magical awakening and how Sebek threw up when his magic woke up, funny stories of childhood games, and thought MC many songs!

With how much they butt heads with Sebek, MC wholeheartedly welcomed this wonderful day filled with happiness, shared with their friend and his siblings!

~°~ ~°~

A Magift practice match supervised by Leona

MC sat on the sidelines, a bouncing wolf pup sitting on their lap. The small child marveled at the highspeed tricks and plays of both teams. "Big Bro Jack!! Go go go, Big Bro Jack!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, cheering her brother on.

At their side, an embarrassed sigh could be heard. Jack's little brother, who held striking resemblance with him (specially with that attitude), tried to hide away from onlookers' eyes after his sister's cheer.

But then...

Jack snatched the disk from the enemy team, sending it flying through the air with a mighty powerful flick from his magical pen and--!

"SCOOOOORE!!!!" Both young wolves screamed in happiness, tails wagging a couple times as their adrenaline kicked.

Leona laughed at the reaction. "Not so indifferent now, huh, squirt?" His hand ruffled the wolf boy's hair. The boy blushed at getting caught cheering like that.

A sudden snicker startled the siblings as they looked at the hyena beastman. "You resemble your brother a lot. I'm sure you could become as good of a player as Jack some day."

The little girl gasped in amazement, siblings looking at each other with excited sparkles in their eyes at the compliment the older of the two just received.

"Ah~, they're just as adorable as Jack!" MC gushed internally.

~°~ ~°~

"Trey-nii!" "Big Bro!" "Trey-Trey!" Many voices came their way, sounding excited about finally getting to see their beloved brother once more.

Trey chuckled nervously, "Here we go..." Suddenly, MC saw three little kids glomp their friend. Two hugged his legs while the other climbed up to cling to his torso.

"How have you been, big bro?" "Have you made friends?! Many friends?!" "Do you have sweets? I smell cake!" "Your house here looks funky!" "Can we go inside the big house, Trey-Trey?!" "Can I pick a pretty rose, Trey-nii? I really want a pretty rose!"

They fired multiple questions at their 3rd year friend. So young, so curious, a perfect embodiment of childhood...

MC giggled, "You never told me your siblings were so inquisitive. It's so cute!"

Their attention immediately turned to MC. In a hurry, they let go of Trey and approached the magicless human.

"You're a friend of Trey-nii, right?! Right?!" "You're pre~tty, no wonder Trey-Trey likes you!" "Hey, hey! Do you also have a big house like big bro?!" "Do you have any siblings? I wanna befriend my brother's friends' siblings!" "A pretty person like you deserves a pretty rose... Trey-nii! Can we pick roses to make a crown? Plea~se?!"

"Now now, let's not overwhelm [Name] in our first meeting, yes?" Trey's call silenced them in a second. "I do believe you must first introduce yourselves before asking so many questions to a stranger, don't you think?"

The trio looked to the ground and fidget with their clothes. "Yes, Big Brother Trey..."

The glasses wearing student shot an apologetic look to MC. "Why don't we go inside and get your introductions done, as well as your questions answered, over a slice of tart and a cup of tea? Sounds good? Maybe you can meet some other friends of mine, too."

The kids perked up, happy smiles brightening their faces as they nodded and took each of Trey's hands. The remaining child looked at MC, who smiled and stretched their hand for them to take before making their way into Heartslabyul dorm.

~°~ ~°~

"My Ruggie really did that?!" The old woman was surprised, wrinkled face showing her emotions.

MC affirmed with their head, "Yes, he's always helping me forage for herbs and tasty plants to use for meals! Really useful for cutting off expenses. He even taught me few recipes with said plants, recipes taught by you, Miss!"

Ruggie's grandmother smiled proudly. "He's such a nice soul, isn't he? Always bringing cans of food when he comes visit us to ensure the little ones back home have something to eat." She held MC's hand in both of hers, using the one on top to give the prefect's a couple taps.

"You treasure those recipes with your life, young one! And please," Her eyes were so gentle as she looked up at them, "Keep an eye out for my Ruggie, yes? He tends to overwork himself. Please, fulfill my role while I'm away from him, make sure he eats and sleeps well, that he stays hydrated and relaxes his mind. That is all I could ever ask from you."

MC's heart contracted with adoration at how kind this old lady was, a beautiful old soul still full of vigor.

They nodded, squeezing those calloused yet warm hands of hers.

Meanwhile, the eavesdropping hyena sniffled at the sweet moment between his grandmother and friend. He was deeply touched.

Two peopled he held dear to his heart were getting along swimmingly! More over, they just showed him they care equally as much about him as he does for them.

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BUT WE ALL LOVE YOUR ASKS, ANON!!!!

KEEP BLESSING US WITH YOUR IDEAS!!!!

#zask #twisted wonderland #ace trappola #sebek zigvolt #cater diamond #jack howl #trey clover #ruggie bucchi

[yandere-sins]

I see that ur request is open, u don't have to do mine (I just rly wanna see how this gonna turn out 🤡)

But may i request a yandere farmer x fem reader

(I'm not rly into any fandom so you can just pick any or Rhys is fine too 👀)

My jam, and you know what? I owe everyone named Alex something, so let me create this wonderful buff farmer!yandere named Alex who I don’t kill off this time, I promise. Enjoy!

I uh, did hint at my ideas for yandere farmers with Milo from Pokémon before so yeah. Let’s go over that again, shall we? I’ll give a warning for pet play for those unfamiliar.

Rated Lime

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It’s still early in the morning when you hear the jarring sound of the barn door opening. For a moment, you hope that all you experienced for the last few days had been a dream, but your body still aches from sleeping on the cold ground, revealing the heavy truth. You can hear the chipper, “Good morning, ladies!” as the cows start to moo in response, the unbearable smell of fecal and urine drifting towards you with the fresh air coming in from outside.

It’s time to get up, scream, do something! But you blink a few times, your swollen eyes barely opening after you cried yourself to sleep last night, and you look at the iron cuffs around your wrists. Why even trying? you ask yourself, immediately discarding the thought and pushing yourself from the floor. No, it’s too early to give up. You can’t let yourself down like this yet.

“And good morning, Sunshine.” The voice next to you makes you flinch as you look up into the chestnut eyes of your captor. He tips his cap, smiling. You’re disgusted by his presence alone, but a sweet smell comes your way. Leaning over the wooden barriers he put up as your ‘pen’, Alex holds a plate in his hands, pancakes stacking up on top of it with blueberries rolling off of them. The food is still warm, steam visibly rising from them in the colder morning air.

He looks at you expectantly when you don’t make a move, only trying to hide the saliva building in your mouth. You haven’t had a homemade breakfast in a long time, much less proper food in the last few days. There is no telling if your body can still stomach something as delicious as pancakes, but you prefer it so much more than the weird grain mix he also feeds to the cows and would shove down your throat. “Thought you might be hungry, Babe,” he smiles as he sees the desire in your eyes, his own gaze never straying from you, taking in every last flinch and move of yours.

In a way, you are like a wild animal to him, that much he told you. He restricted your movements with chains, fed you like cattle, and treated you like a dog, cooing and using the carrot and stick method to handle you. It’s disgusting, but by now, you at least feel as dirty as one. Using the fork he brought along, Alex cuts off a piece from the breakfast, eating from it first, his eyes staring into yours as he does it. Did he do it to show he didn’t poison it? Does he want to claim this plate of pancakes for himself? But why would he bring it to you in the first place if that’s the case?

Still chewing, he puts the fork down, pulling another pancake piece off the plate with his bare fingers, and holds it out to you. He was eager to lessen the distance between you and him from day one, but his dirty methods made you want to spit in his face. Stomach growling, you are at a loss of what to do. If you let him feed you like a dog, there was no way he’d keep it at that, but perhaps this was your only chance on receiving actual, human food he’d give you if you refuse him.

Your chains rattle as you scoot closer, refusing to play the captured animal and crawl on all fours. Every muscle of yours is sore and hurt from the cold, but there is no other way, the chains around your wrists and ankles keeping you down with their weight. Instead, you stretch your neck as far as possible, your back tensing up in response until your mouth is under his fingers and the piece of pancake hanging from them. But Alex doesn’t just let the food go, watching you with an excited grin as you carefully put the piece between your teeth. Only then does he let go, and you are able to claim the sweet sensation on your tongue as yours.

Eager, Alex holds out another piece, and you take it without even swallowing the first one completely. Something in you completely set out as your brain is satisfied with sugary sweet and fluffy pancakes melting in your mouth, their warmth going through your whole body. You are hooked on the rush of food, you don’t notice your tongue lapping up the syrup on his fingers with the next piece of pancake until it’s too late. But Alex notices, his lips immediately turning into a disgusting grin of self-satisfaction, and he reaches for your face, fingers curling under your chin and thumb rubbing over your cheek.

Immediately, you shy away, disgusted by his touch and disappointed in yourself that you didn’t see it coming. In the reflection of his wide-open, maniacally staring eyes, you can see how dirty and disgusting you are after living like a barn animal for days, and that is precisely how Alex sees you. An animal that he just touched for the first time. Who came to him of their own free will. To him, it is progress. To you, despair.

“Come,” he entices, luring you with more pancakes, but you feign disinterest. “Don’t be scared now. I know you like it.”

The pancakes? Yes. Him? Not at all.

“You need to eat to get big and strong, you know?”

“I’m not a baby animal,” you hiss back, putting on the meanest glare you can muster.

“You sure act like one,” Alex reminds you tauntingly, his smile unfading but his expression less amused than it had been before. “Licking at my fingers, coming to me for food. Don’t you think that’s what a good pet does? You’ve been holed up in your corner for too long. You should be more grateful for my efforts, just like the cows.”

Gnawing at your lip, your eyes fall from his to the pancake slowly growing cold. Only now do you realize he has been feeding you with these fingers of his without your knowledge if they were dirty or clean. Being a farmer, you never know where he puts them before approaching you, and you grow more disgusted for having fallen into this trap he had laid out for you.

Suddenly, for the first time, you hear him sigh. Even when he scratched his head and wondered what to do with you before, he never once had sighed. Somehow, it makes you shudder, a bad feeling spreading in your stomach as he hangs his head, shaking it.

“I’m not asking much, you know. Here’s the deal.” His eyes are ice-cold as he looks up again, and Alex roughly throws the piece of pancake to the floor right in front of you. It no longer looks appetizing, but you are more afraid of the man before you than the wasted food. “Eat it,” he orders commandingly, fitting this whole scenario he imagines you two to play in.

“Ew, no--” you want to protest, furrowing your brows when he interrupts you harshly by throwing the whole plate, including the pancakes, to the ground inside your pen. “In less than an hour, your whole fucking pen will be swarmed by ants. But I’ve got something better for you.”

Pointing to the piece of food before you, Alex repeats, “Eat it,” and this time, you don’t dare to respond. “Eat, and you can come inside with me.”

At this, your ears perk up, eyes widening. “I-Inside?” you ask, doubting that he meant what he said. “Yeah. I prepared a nice box for you in the house, warm and cozy. Clean water and a hot shower included, but I need to know that you are willing to listen to me, you understand?”

Body trembling, you sit there like a deer in the headlights. This is too good to be true, and you fear how high the price is that you’d have to pay if agreed. Listening to him can’t possibly be the only thing he’d want once you were inside, but you watch as the first few flies come over from the cows, wanting to get a piece of the delicious breakfast wasted on the ground. You’d have no peace if you stayed here - never.

Your hand reaches out but just as quickly pulls back. “What will we do inside?” you squeak, unable to control your anxious stuttering. Now that Alex’s lips curl back into a smile, you see his sinister side for the first time. He is leaning casually onto the barricade, but his whole demeanor changed into something horrifying, something that gives you the vibes of a sick and twisted person more than ever. “Don’t ask, just decide. Eat and come inside with me, or stay here between cows, piss, and shit. Maybe you can be useful for milk production?”

The pure horror of thinking about what that fate would entail makes you go weak, and in less than a few seconds, you had gobbled up the piece of pancake, stuffing it into your mouth. Immediately you feel the recoil of your body after doing something so disgusting, but you hold back from spitting it out, already having come so far. “Good girl,” he praises you in a belittling tone like you’d use for pets and children. Opening up your pen by unlocking the many locks he had put on for safety, Alex doesn’t mind the food on the ground, neither slipping on it and breaking his neck like you hoped for, nor having shards of the plate go through his boots.

“Give me your hand,” he asks, holding his own out until you slowly lift yours into his. The chains are way too heavy, but the fear keeps you working even though your wrists are open wounds from the chafing cuffs. “Good,” he keeps praising, repeating the progress for your other hand. “You’re learning so quickly, look at you. Attagirl!”

You don’t dare to rub your bleeding wrists as they are finally free, but a giant boulder falls from your heart as you feel relief set in. “Damn, you do need a good bath, though,” Alex mutters as he sits down beside you, proceeding to uncuff your ankles. You feel a sense of shame, not being able to smell yourself anymore but not wanting to imagine it either.

Finally, you are free of all restrains, but before you can try doing anything funny, Alex picks you up in his arms, his broad chest in front of your face and the smell of aftershave and sweat filling your nose. You didn’t know that was how he smelled. After all, he brought you here unconscious, and when you woke up, you were already in this shitty pen, cuffed and gagged for the first two days.

“Feeling good?” he asks you as he notices how quiet you’ve gotten, not much left of your spiteful self that would scream and curse at him before. You nod slowly, not looking up. Looking at him from close-up might cause you to puke after all, and you’ve worked too hard to get to this point. Alex gives you a rough, scolding shake, and you instinctively grip onto his shirt. “Tell me.”

“Yes...” you mumble, hoping that will be enough to satisfy him, and Alex gives you another sigh before shrugging lightly and adjusting you in his arms. “That’s something we can work on,” he promises you for another time, and you keep your head low as he carries you outside.

It’s been way too long that you saw the morning dew on the grass, fog covering the fields in the distance, and the sun only starting to fully rise above you. It makes you look up in awe, unknowingly being observed by a curious pair of eyes from above. Being outside again almost makes the trouble worth it, and you are able to find happiness in this small victory.

But you have yet to grasp the consequences of your decision. Even if it looked great in the image you had in your mind, you aren’t aware of the state of the house inside, what was waiting for you behind the pretty facade of a farmer’s home. The demands he has of you that Alex had yet to reveal and how eager he was to train his adorable little darling. Make you just as dependant and obsessed with him as his animals were, while you’d share their place at the end of the bed for a long time.

And you didn’t even know about the collar yet.

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A/N: Oh god, I haven’t written anything in the present tense for a loooong time. I hope it was readable! Sorry in advance if I messed up occasionally, I tried to get everything sorted out properly... >_< Still, a very enjoyable write and I hope the read as well!

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[hyunsuks-beanie]

Who Do You Belong To?

Hard dom! Heeseung x reader; degradation; cursing; dry humping; thigh riding; implied exhibitionism

Mellow speaks: (Don't mind me, I'm just posting this again to see if my Tumblr is fixed yet or not). And here you have it, lovely anon! The Heeseung dry humping scenario like you had requested. I hope this one lives up to your expectations, and that you enjoy reading it! Do let me know what you thought of it!

Unlocking the door, you step inside your apartment, sitting down on the couch in the living room as you wait for your boyfriend to come in. The events from earlier that night play back inside your head, making you gulp nervously thinking about what was to come. You knew when you were doing it that you were crossing the limit, but you just couldn't help wanting to grab Heeseung's attention as he talked animatedly to Sunghoon about something, completely ignoring your existence.

As if on cue, your boyfriend lets himself in, the door slamming loudly behind him. You open your mouth to speak, but he grabs your chin roughly, kneeling down against the couch as he glares at you, a sneer on his face. "Enjoyed yourself a bit too much, didn't you?," he spats, "Having your hands all over Jay?" You just look at him, knowing that even though he's not really mad at you, he for sure is beyond pissed. "I saw you, you know? Rubbing your hand all over his thigh and muffling your face in his neck," he says, voice dropping to a mere growl that sends chills down your spine. Had it been any other moment, you would have begged to differ, arguing that he was blowing things way out of proportion, and that all you had done was place a hand on Jay's knee in a friendly manner. But you knew that right now, Heeseung is already annoyed with you, and you don't want to anger him any more than he already was.

So you stay quiet, causing him to squeeze your cheeks and slap you on the face, his eyes going dark as your hand flies up to your cheek. "Got that tongue of yours all tied up now, have you? Come on, don't be shy. Speak up, like you were doing back there in front of Jay," Heeseung growls, making you bite your lip to stop yourself from saying anything. "I already knew you were a cock-slut, but I hadn't thought you'd be such a desperate bitch. I don't look at you for one minute, and you throw yourself at my mate?," he smiles, but there is nothing happy or cute about it.

Standing back up, Heeseung doesn't say anything, but you already know what is going on in that head of his. The dark glint in eyes changes to something more sinister, as he roughly grabs you by the hair, pulling you up so that you are standing in front of him. Leaning in closer to your lips, he whispers, "Someone's gonna need for teach you whose bitch you are," before smashing his lips onto yours, biting down on your lower lip harshly, making you gasp in pain. He takes the moment to shove his tongue past your lips, feeling the depths of your mouth.

Pushing you back down on the couch, he rips off your T-shirt, pulling the cups of your bra down as he takes one of your boobs in his mouth, biting down on your nipple. You arch your back, letting out a moan. "F-fuck, Hee," you say, making him pull away. "You don't get to call me "Hee," he growls, quickly unbuttoning your jeans and pulling it down your legs. Spreading your thighs, he leaves a large lick up your core through your underwear, causing your eyes to roll back in pleasure. "Who got you this wet, huh? Was it Jay, hmm? Or were my words enough to show your place?," mutters your boyfriend, not showing a trace of the soft Heeseung that you know of. You can do nothing but moan in reply, bucking your hips, desperate for contact.

All of a sudden, you feel a slap on your pussy, making your eyes shoot open. "Behave yourself, bitch. Stop being such a whore," the man in front of you says, ripping your panties off you. He dips his head between your thighs, licking up your folds before taking your clit into his mouth. After sucking on it for a short while, Heeseung shifts his attention to your hole, his tongue shooting out to enter you, as his fingers replace his mouth on your clit. Curling his tongue, he pushes in and out of you quickly, while continuing to torture your bud with his fingers. Soon enough, you feel a knot forming in the pit of your stomach, and timidly, you let your boyfriend know of the same.

"Ah-ah, I'm c-close," you moan out, and just like that, the burning sensation in your core starts receding, as Heeseung pulls his tongue away from you, leaving you hanging. You let out a whine at the loss of contact, making him sneer at you. "Such a pathetic little whore, so desperate for my tongue," he says, "I don't think you deserve my dick after you've been such a bad, but I bet you'll be glad to even ride my thigh" And with that, he takes hold of your chin again, pulling you up into a sitting position.

Sitting down on the couch, he pulls you onto his lap, making you let out a scream and hold him by the shoulders at the sudden movement. "Move," he whispers in your ear, making you start rolling your hips against his thigh, letting out a moan at the friction as his leg rubs against your core. Wanting more, you speed up your pace, making out Heeseung's name as his mouth makes its way to your neck, sucking on your skin and leaving and a trail of hickeys all the way down to your to your chest, dipping into your boobs once again. You continue to ride his thigh, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you feel his jeans rubbing against your pussy. Seeing you in such a state does unspeakable things to Heeseung, causing his dick to become so hard it's almost painful, but he doesn't want to give you the satisfaction of his length filling you up just yet.

So instead, he flips you over, slamming your back against the couch once again. Getting off the couch, he quickly takes off his jeans, before climbing back up and aligning his clothed member against your entrance. Looking at you, he tries his best to control the urge to just ram himself into you, mind going into overdrive seeing your fucked out form. "Seems like you enjoyed it, huh?," he says through gritted teeth, smiling mockingly at you, "Touch Jay's thigh all you want, we both know only my thigh can ruin You like that."

You meekly nod in reply, making him say, "You look so innocent that I wanna completely take you apart right now. But at the same time, I don't think you've learned your lesson yet," as he starts rubbing himself against your core, making you buck your hips as you feel his length so close to your pussy, hard as a rock. He continues rubbing himself against you, rolling his hips faster, his deep groans mixing with the lewd sounds coming from your mouth. "Who do you belong to?," he questions, his voice barely more than a whisper. "Y-You," you manage to get out, making him grunt in response. "That's right, you are. Fucking remember that."

With you already being sensitive from the torture he inflicted upon you earlier, and his clothed dick working wonders on your core, it's not long before you feel the knot in your stomach tightening again, stronger this time. Heeseung notices it too, from the way your moans become shallower and your panting become heavier. An evil idea strikes him, making him smirk as he speeds up his pace, eager to make you cum. He doesn't have to wait long, and a couple thrusts later, you cum all over his boxers, squirting out onto the couch as well.

Coming down from your high, you open your eyes to look at him, mind still reeling from your release. "Look at the mess you created, love. And I haven't even given you what you want yet," your boyfriend mocks, picking up his jeans from the floor and taking out his phone from the back pocket. "Shall we show Jay just how much of a slut you are for me?," he says, making you give him a questioning look. You soon understand what he means though, seeing him put the phone up and hearing the distinct "click" of the camera.

Once he's done, he looks back at you, smiling darkly. "Let's take this to the bedroom now, shall we?"

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[meltwonu]

| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 |     [CHAPTER 5]     [FINAL]

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, dom!wonwoo, restraints, blindfolds, daddy!kink, dirty talk, sex toys, using panties as a gag, forced orgasms, squirting! 🥴💕oMG YOU GUYS I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER WTF 😭😭😭 I just wanna say thank you so much for all the love and support you all have given me while writing Caffeine and Until I Met You I really cannot believe any of this… It’s crazy to me that you guys liked this fratboy wonwoo au so much… I really appreciate it! And expect some spin off chapters in the future! I already have 3 planned ☠️ Also, I mention it all the time but I never expect any of my fics to get this much love so every time I’m just shocked 😭 literally sitting here blushing just thinking about it 😭😭💕dfsdffds Also this is almost 4500 words so… strap in 😎🥴 Enjoy the last chapter, inbox roundup tmr and I love you so so so so much 💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 COMPLETE

Wonwoo stares at himself in the mirror, lips pursed and brows furrowed.

“I don’t know.”

Mingyu and Minghao both sigh; the latter throwing his arms up in defeat when Wonwoo grimaces in the mirror’s reflection. “Hyung, you haven’t liked anything we dressed you in. Why don’t you trust us?”

Mingyu places his hands on Wonwoo’s shoulders - squeezing the padding in the blazer as he meets the older male’s stare in the mirror.

“This is a date, right?”

“I mean… Yeah? I guess?” Wonwoo mumbles, a little bit shy. “I just don’t want her to think I’m trying too hard. I’m not trying to propose to her, you know. Just trying to get in the foot in the door towards the right direction.”

Minghao steps forward, sighing and shaking his head.

“Yeah, that’s true. But also… Isn’t think your first, real, official date with her? Don’t you want it to be special?”

This time Wonwoo laughs at the pair's dramatics - already shrugging off the blazer as Mingyu’s hands fall from his shoulders.

“God, the two of you make it seem like I’ve never dated a day in my life.”

“Hyung, aren’t you also kind of acting like that yourself? You asked us to help you dress for it in the first place.”

A crimson flush paints Wonwoo’s cheeks at Mingyu’s words; lips pressing into a firm line as he avoids their shit eating grins.

Goddamn it.

“Whatever, just show me other outfits you guys have.”

Wonwoo tells you to meet him in front of the library at 10AM.

‘It’s somewhere familiar.’ He says.

You’d rolled your eyes but agreed - already standing in front of the familiar doors ten minutes earlier than your agreed meeting time.

Part of you was extremely giddy and excited and the other parts of you were nervous and anxious at what Wonwoo had planned for today.

‘Did you have any suggestions for our date?’

Wonwoo bites the inside of his cheek as he sends you the text - palms clammy as he sighs.

‘You should ask for her opinion, hyung. Let her know you value her!’ Mingyu had said.

Wonwoo knows that.

But he blames being away from home a little too long for his airheadedness about it all. Tells himself it’s because he was gone for so long that he doesn’t really know how to act anymore.

Deep down inside, Wonwoo knows it’s really just because you make his heart do backflips when you smile at him and he just never knows how to respond except by shooting you an awkward tight lipped smile of his own.

He’ll call you beautiful all day long and praise you until you beg him to stop but something about the candid moments in between the pleasure that are the moments that make him feel like he’s falling in love for the first time all over again.

But Wonwoo wouldn’t quite admit that to you right now.

‘What would your ideal date be, Wonwoo?’

He runs late by ten minutes.

Soft curses spill from his lips the entire time he jogs over - the flower bouquet in his clammy hand getting crushed slightly at the death grip he has on it.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry I’m late!”

Wonwoo rambles on about how Minghao wouldn’t stop chasing him with a bottle of hairspray but your shaking pupils can only focus on the poor bouquet of flowers being throttled in the midst of Wonwoo’s animated retelling.

“A--are those for m-me?” You whisper; cutting him off as his eyes flit down to his hand.

“O-oh, um, yes, f-for you…” He passes you the bouquet - a shy smile on his face when you take it from his hands.

He’d picked them out himself after deciding on his own that he wanted to do something special for you. 

Wanted it to mean something important.

“A dried flower bouquet?”

Wonwoo smiles sheepishly as he scratches the back of his head.

Was it too cheesy?

“They’re already dried so they’ll technically last forever now.”

You’re glad, for once, that you can manage to hold in the scream that almost escapes you when you look up to Wonwoo’s bespectacled face.

“O-oh… Thank you, Wonwoo.”

You want to learn about Wonwoo.

What he likes and dislikes and what he likes to do in his free time. You have a vague idea of it all, but you want to hear it from him directly. 

You want him to turn to you and openly talk to you like you’ve been lovers for much longer.

He holds your hand as he guides you through the museum, but he’s oddly quiet and aloof when you try to pull him into conversations.

“Wonwoo, I--”

“Hey look, it’s a Hannah Höch piece. She’s one of the artists that pioneered that collaging thing Mingyu likes to do.” You lose him again as he reads off a biography off the wall and you can’t help but furrow your brows at his back.

You’d ask him over lunch.

The two of you spend a good few hours at the museum.

Although, admittedly, you spend more of that time following Wonwoo around as he silently admires the pieces instead of talking to you.

But by the time lunch is rolling around, he walks you over to a small hole in the wall cafe; flowers adorning the entrance and large windows letting in the sunlight as the two of you sit in a small nook away from most of the other customers.

“So, I--”

“Wonwoo, can I ask you a question?”

He tilts his head in mild confusion at your perplexed tone. “Sure?”

It takes a few seconds of you opening and closing your mouth, unsure of where to start before you sigh.

“So… is this a date?”

Wonwoo scratches the back of his head, ears and cheeks hot as you stare back at him. “I just–I want to understand where we are, Wonwoo. Or what we are, I guess.”

There’s a sigh on his lips and out of nervousness, all he can do is readjust his glasses for the third time.

“I told you I was bad at this.”

He was nervous the entire time the two of you were at the museum and he didn’t know how to let you know so he just didn’t. 

He was hoping that he would’ve had the confidence like he usually did. 

“I’m sorry, I know, I--I should’ve tried talking but god, you make me so fucking nervous?” He laughs at his own shyness as he runs a free hand through his hair, fully messing up the styling that Minghao had painstakingly done.

“I make you nervous?”

Oh god.

“I--yeah. You really do.” He smiles genuinely at you before his shy eyes focus on the cup of coffee in front of himself. “I know it’s hard to believe, all things considered, but you really do and sometimes I don’t know how to handle myself so I just… Don’t. And I know it’s not fair and I’m super fucking aware I do it too, I just--I can be bad at words sometimes, I guess.”

You try to keep your cool as you nod; lips easing into a soft smile as you stare at Wonwoo dreamily.

You make him nervous.

Letting it go for now, you stir your drink; thinking of ways to get Wonwoo to be more talkative but not in a nervous, panicked way.

“Hey, why don’t you tell me about your semester abroad?”

That manages to do the trick as Wonwoo spends the rest of the lunch portion of your date telling you various anecdotes of his trip.

And you learn that other than the long lectures and midday naps, his eyes light up at the stories he tells you about when they were actually at the archeological dig sites.

“It was so interesting to see remnants of what used to roam the earth before we did and to see little artifacts of old cities. I could’ve spent all day out there just excavating.”

“D’you think you’ll go again if you get the chance?”

Wonwoo squeezes your hand as the two of you walk out of the little cafe - already heading towards the last destination that he’d picked out.

“It’d be nice to.” He grins cheekily at you. “But maybe next time we could go together?”

You end up having to take a taxi to get to the final location.

‘It’d be too far to walk for you, pretty baby~’ Wonwoo had cooed.

The car stops after about 35 minutes and while he pays the fare, you step out to read the sign in front of the large domed building.

‘Planetarium.’

“You okay, baby?”

“Hmm? Y-yeah! I’m just… Wow, I don’t think I’ve been here in… ever.” You laugh awkwardly as Wonwoo places a gentle hand on the small of your back.

“I thought it’d be nice and quiet. We could just... Enjoy each others’ company. And talk. Finally.”

The two of you are quiet when you walk in but Wonwoo tells the receptionist that he’s booked a private room which makes your cheeks warm up.

He’d definitely gone the extra mile.

The two of you are led to a smaller room - just enough to fit ten or so people except it’s only you and Wonwoo once the receptionist shuts the door and leaves you be.

“Shall we?” You nod as you take a seat in one of the recliners; setting your things down into the seat next to you as Wonwoo takes the seat on your other side. The two of you get comfortable as you stare up into the projected night sky - only the buzzing of the projectors in the small room filling up the silence as you start to relax.

Wonwoo reaches for your hand in the darkness and you feel yourself jolt in surprise when he tugs you a little closer to himself.

“Have you ever heard the story of the sun and moon?”

“Hmm? Which one? Aren’t there a lot?”

He closes his eyes, sighing softly as he relaxes in the darkness.

“It’s that old story about how the Sun loved the Moon so much that he died for her every night so that she could breathe. He thought she was so beautiful when she’d glow but the Moon knew their fates were decided in different paths. So the Sun would see her in passing, short glimpses, right before he disappeared beyond the horizon. It’s a romantic story about sacrifice and star crossed lovers.”

“Is that what we are?”

Wonwoo lets out a loud laugh; eyes forming crescents as his glasses slide down his nose bridge.

“No, I think our story is much more fortunate than that.”

Black is Wonwoo’s favorite color.

“A-ah, hold on…!”

He likes to take naps when he’s not working or in his classes and sometimes spends his time playing PC games with his frat brothers until 3 in the morning.

“Wo--Wonwoo!”

He doesn’t have a ton of hobbies but he’s been thinking about videography lately since Mingyu’s brought it up.

“Baby, h-hold on, I’m gonna drop you if you don’t stop flailing!”

And he’s already thinking about taking a film class next semester and maybe quitting his job at the library to focus.

He tells you his favorite hyung is Seungcheol, ‘because he buys food all the time’ and his favorite dongsaeng is Seokmin, ‘because he cries easily so you know his heart is always in the right place.’

“Okay, finally!”

Wonwoo all but kicks the door to his room open, carrying you inside before he kicks it shut.

He lays you down gently on the bed as you giggle; a gentle smile on his face when he lays down next to you.

“I don’t know why you wanted to carry me up the entire flight of stairs but thank you.”

“Think of it as my sun sacrificing for your moon.”

You roll your eyes at his sudden cheesiness and in the heat of the moment, you find yourself rolling onto your side and immediately reaching for Wonwoo’s face as you tug him into a heated kiss.

“Mmph!”

He’s taken by surprise at first but quickly melts into it himself; eyes closing and hands reaching for your body when you start to roll on top of him.

His lips are soft and his kisses slow - the taste of coffee lingering on his lips and tongue when your lips part for him.

You’re reminded of his soft and gentle touches from a few days prior when you moan against his mouth and he’s quick to thread a hand through your hair before he flips your positions so that you’re underneath him instead.

“Mmh… Wonwoo…”

He kisses you on the lips one more time before he pulls away and takes his glasses off.

“I have one more thing for you to conclude our date.”

“Oh? A gift?”

“You can say that…”

He gets up from the bed and walks over to his closet - fetching a small box that he brings back to the bed as you sit up on your elbows.

“Wait, you’re not actually proposing, are you? On the first date?” Snorting, he takes the lid off and empties the contents of the box onto the bed.

“Depends. There’s definitely a cock ring in this pile somewhere.”

‘You can use anything in this box on me tonight. I wanna give you the freedom.’

“You look… wow.”

You try your best to not go over the top with the toys but you couldn’t help yourself when you reached for the blindfold and the set of handcuffs; shaky fingers helping Wonwoo get into position against the headboard before you had locked the handcuffs into place and wrapped the blindfold around his head.

“Everything you dreamed about, baby? Having me at your mercy?” He smirks and even through the blindfold, you already know his eyes are smoldering and staring holes into you as you sit on his thighs.

“Maybe we should switch off every now and again ‘cause you look really good like this, Wonwoo…”

“Hah, well, let’s see how well you do, hmm, princess? Maybe if you do a good job, I might let you.”

Gulping, your eyes flit down his half naked body and yours before you reach for one more thing from the box; turning it on and letting it buzz to life as Wonwoo tenses up slightly.

He holds his breath and anticipates it but he’s still not as prepared as he thinks when you press the vibrator against his cock through the fabric of his boxer briefs.

“Oh--s-shit!”

The sensations feel even stronger with his eyes covered by the blindfold and his arms bound above his head and no matter how much he wants to tug against his restraints, he knows he can’t do anything.

Your mouth is agape at the way Wonwoo squirms underneath you and for a moment, you wonder if this is what he sees when you’re the one squirming underneath him.

“You’re not usually this sensitive… daddy~”

The teasing lilt in your voice has Wonwoo clenching his jaw before he huffs. “Daddy’s not used to being the one tied up, sweetheart.”

He opens his mouth to comment again, only a soft moan floating past his lips as he thrusts up against the vibrator. You don’t do anything other than hold it against his clothed cock but it’s enough for him to want to give in and switch places with you already - even though it’s only been minutes since you started.

Wonwoo tells himself control is something he needs to learn how to manage.

You can’t help but touch yourself while you hold the toy against him; biting your lip to hold in your noises when you gently run your fingers over your clothed mound.

“Sweetheart…”

“Y-yes, daddy?”

Grinning, Wonwoo can already tell by the shakiness of your voice that you’re affected too and he can’t help but want his hands roaming all over your skin.

“You should have all your fun now while you can~”

Gulping, you heed the warning in his voice as you set the vibrator to its highest setting, causing Wonwoo to let out a broken cry as the vibrations make his entire body tremble and try to shy away from the toy.

“G--god, fuh--fuck, ngh…”

His moans have your pussy clenching around emptiness and your fingertips only press harder into the wet patch of your panties at the way he tugs against his restraints.

“D-daddy… I--Can I sit on your cock now? I can’t w-wait any longer, you look so good…”

“O-oh? Watching daddy being a little bit submissive got your panties all wet, huh, princess? Are you wet enough to take daddy’s cock already?”

“Mmhmm…”

You turn off the toy and pull it away from him, watching his body go slack before you shimmy off of his lap to take off your panties.

A grin etches itself onto your face as you hold the wet material in your hands. “Daddy? Do you wanna know how wet I am?”

You can see Wonwoo’s brows furrow from above the blindfold but he nods once, lips parted slightly as he catches his breath. Goosebumps are all over his skin and he can feel you starting to grind down onto his clothed cock as your wetness soaks into the material of his boxer briefs.

“Oh, sweetheart, I--mmph!”

Giggling, you stuff the fabric between his parted lips - muffling anything he was going to say after as you grind down onto him harder. “Mmh, daddy you’re so hard… ‘m gonna make myself cum on your cock now, okay~?”

Only what you can assume are muffled curse words fall from his lips when you scoot back down to his thighs, tugging his boxer briefs down before wrapping a hand around his cock.

You lean over and let saliva drip from your mouth to the head of his cock - smearing the spit and his precum up and down his shaft as you prolong his teasing before giving himself, and yourself, what you both really want.

“Daddy, I wish you could see yourself right now~ I can tell how much you wanna feel my cute ‘lil pussy wrapped around your cock… Squeezing you and making you feel good too~”

Wonwoo can only groan around the fabric, hips thrusting up into your palm.

“And I’m so wet now too… But daddy always gets me sooo wet…” You shimmy back up his body, positioning his cock at your entrance before you start to sink down slowly. “A-ah, sliding into my hot ‘lil cunt like you w-were made for me, daddy…”

The amount of expletives Wonwoo’s screamed into the soaked material is uncountable at this point, but he says a mental prayer thanking the powers up above when he’s finally fully seated in your warmth - cock already curving deliciously into your g-spot as you mewl.

“Mmh, I could cum like this… Your cock is s-so big it’s already filling me up s-so good and--and touching all the p-places inside me that make me w-wanna cum…”

You grind atop his lap, swiveling your hips before removing your bra and tossing it off to the side. “Ngh… daddy…” Your hands roam your skin, cupping your breasts and pinching your nipples as you whimper and clench down onto Wonwoo’s cock harder.

“Nod once if you wanna see me, daddy~ Or nod twice if you wanna talk to me~”

Wonwoo grits his teeth - you could really be evil when you wanted to.

But he nods once, sharply, to let you know he’s not happy he can’t have both. You laugh softly in return, leaning up to remove the silk ribbon from his eyes.

He blinks rapidly to adjust to the dimmed room, eyes on your naked body in a flash as you go back to teasing yourself.

“Do you like what you see, daddy?”

Wonwoo gulps, this time nodding shakily as he watches you pinch your nipples and cup your breasts. “Bet you wanna touch me too, huh, daddy?” He narrows his eyes - silently telling you to watch yourself.

“Hmm… s’not as fun when daddy doesn’t talk to me too~”

You smile at him teasingly before you reach over to pull the wet material from between Wonwoo’s lips and he doesn’t waste a second before he’s chuckling - quietly yet enough to make you shiver.

“Hah, gotta hand it to you, princess...”

He doesn’t say anything more which makes you nervous so instead, you start bouncing on his lap, fingertips on your clit as you chase your pleasure.

This won’t last much longer, you think, I gotta take what I can get.

Soft mewls spill from your lips as you maintain eye contact with him and the way he just stares at you is enough to make you cry out.

“D-daddy, d--don’t, ah, look at m-me like that…”

“Like what, princess?”

You pinch your clit, eyes clamping shut when he shifts slightly underneath you.

A choked sob bubbles up your throat when you throw your head back and the pleasure washes over you - your orgasm hitting you hard as you swivel your hips faster.

“Oho, my pretty ‘lil princess is already cumming~ Your hot ‘lil cunt is sucking my cock in deeper while you cum… Don’t you want daddy to fuck you good and hard? Feel my cock fucking you so deep you feel it in your stomach?”

“O-oh, god, daddy…!” Your thighs shake as you rub quicker circles on your clit - milking your orgasm for what it’s worth before you would give back the control to Wonwoo.

“Or maybe daddy should fuck you slow… Let you feel every inch of me when I’m sliding in and out of your pretty ‘lil cunt… Make you beg for me and crave me so fuckin’ bad, just like you did to me?”

His laugh is cruel and makes you whimper; orgasm ebbing away as your fingers slow down and your hips come to a stop.

Gulping, you know the second the locks click on the handcuffs that Wonwoo would most likely make you pay for all your teasing.

But you fish for the keys lost in the bedsheets - shaky, sticky fingers reaching above the silent male underneath you as you start to undo the locks keeping him bound to the bed.

And it doesn’t take long.

“Ah…!”

Wonwoo does the rest of the work himself, tugging himself free and maneuvering you swiftly until you’re on your back; the air knocked out of your lungs at how quickly he moved.

“Daddy, I--”

The words die on your tongue when Wonwoo pushes your legs up to your chest, not even bothering to rid himself of his boxer briefs when he sinks his cock back into you.

In this position, Wonwoo holds all the control; cock slamming into your sensitive cunt as garbled noises fall from your lips.

“D--daddy, ‘m se--sensitive… ngh…”

Your cunt is like a vice grip around his cock as he snaps his hips hard and fast - this time chasing his own pleasure after all your teasing.

In all honesty, he would’ve cum if you kept the vibrator on his body any longer and he mentallly reminds himself to not let you know how easily it affected him.

“I know you’re sensitive, princess~ Which is why you’re gonna cum for me again.”

Wonwoo reaches between your bodies, rubbing quick circles on your clit with the pad of his thumb as you scream out his name.

“Oh--oh, god! Wonwoo, Wonwoo, Wonwoo!”

“That’s right. Fuckin’ scream my name, princess. Who’s making you feel this good?”

“Y--You! Daddy! Fuck, ah, I--I can’t, I can’t, I--mmh!”

Wonwoo already starts to feel your body tense up with each thrust of his hips that has the head of his cock tapping your g-spot.

“You can and you will, princess.” He mutters, eyes focused on your face that contorts in absolute bliss. “Daddy wants to feel you cumming on his cock while he fucks you nice and deep. You take me so well, princess~ Fuckin’ taking all of me in your cute ‘lil cunt.”

Tears blur your vision as the pleasure starts to wash over you a second time - nothing leaving your lips except for an alternation of ‘Wonwoo’ and ‘daddy’ as your legs shake and toes curl.

“Fuck, princess…!”

Wonwoo’s cock is forced out of you as you cum hard; squirting all over his lower half as you cry out and convulse against the sheets.

The ringing in your ears is enough to block out anything he seems to say but he’s quick to wrap a hand around his cock and tap your swollen clit as he works you through your second high.

“Aww, my good ‘lil princess is so cute when she’s squirting all over daddy~ Making a big mess, too~” Your body jolts with each tap of his cock head against your clit and it only prolongs your orgasm as you thrash against his sheets.

“Da---daddy… I, hic, ‘m sor--sorry…”

When Wonwoo feels your body start to relax after a few tense minutes, he takes in your glowing form underneath him; thighs slicked with wetness and bed sheets soaked and crumpled underneath your bodies.

In a moment of gentleness, he lets your quivering legs down, fingertips massaging your tired body as he leans over you.

His lips are ghosting across your cheek as you open your teary eyes, soft cries still on your lips when he wipes at your tear stained cheek with the back of his fingers.

“You okay, princess?”

“Mm…”

“You wanna stop now? We can if you want.” His voice is barely above a whisper and the softness of it makes your body feel warm and sated when he kisses you gently. He repeats this a few more times as you catch your breath; leaving feather-light kisses all over your face as you mewl.

“You didn’t cum yet though, daddy…”

“I know, s’okay.” He smiles against your lips, “I want what you want… ‘Cause I really like you. And I’d really like to go on more dates with you, princess. And I wanna be able to tell everyone that I really like you too. And show you off to them and make them jealous that you’re mine. If you’ll let me. And learn with me.”

You giggle tiredly into his kiss, hazy eyes meeting his own.

You were happy.

And Wonwoo was too.

“Wanna start by grabbing me a glass of water from downstairs then, daddy?”

“Anything for you, my moon.”

“Does that really work?”

“What do you mean?”

“The ‘holding a cup to the door’ thing. Can you hear them?” Mingyu purses his lips at Minghao’s question.

“Not… really. Kinda just muffles it more.”

Jeonghan passes by the two currently hunched over each other in front of Wonwoo’s door; an incredulous look on his face.

“Why are the two of you listening in on them fucking? Fucking weirdos.”

Mingyu and Minghao both turn to look at the older male, lips pursed into a firm line “We’re not listening to them fucking, hyung. We’re trying to hear their conversation.”

Jeonghan laughs as he shakes his head.

“There’s absolutely no valuable conversation going on if she’s screaming ‘daddy’ so loud that Seungcheol is texting me about it from his bedroom. You should leave before Wonwoo finds out and decides to make rugs out of the two of you.”

“Ugh… Yes, hyung.”

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[jordanstrophe]

War of Royalty

CW: Medieval whump, slavery, detailed branding, mild stabbing/cauterization, noncon stripping (nonsexual) gagged, heavily tied down and manhandled, backhanded slap, intimate whumper, revisiting an imprisoned whumper, Whumpee adopted by royalty, protective caretaker

Masterlist

Something was... wrong.  

Master paced around the forge, ignoring the sword in the furnace that looked like it would melt soon. The slave had tucked himself away in hopes whatever was riling his master, wouldn’t involve him. 

“Ray, come here.” Master snapped his fingers. The boy's heart sank as he shakily knelt at his master's feet, bowing his head and bracing himself from whatever pain may follow. He could see master’s hand in the shadow of the flame, his fingers hesitating just inches above his head. He must have been too slow to obey...

But instead, the hand just settled in his hair as the boy violently flinched to the point his head hit the floor. He shuddered as chills ran up his spine at the new sensation. It was... nice? 

"Ray, I need you to listen very carefully and do as I say.” His master’s voice lulled.

His eyes blink open as he felt Master’s arms wrap around his waist and hoists him onto the table. Master pinned his arms over his head, winding a long rope around his wrists over and over again with the access tied to an anvil. 

“Master! Please wait, what are you doing!?” Ray cried, pulling against the restraints as the same was done to each ankle. Master brushed the boy’s hair back, his hand remained on his forehead as he pinned his head against the table. He forced his jaw apart, wedging a wooden bit between his teeth as he then leaned back with a grin, watching his slave struggle and muffle pleads of mercy.

“Be. Very. Still.” He ordered, taking the heated sword from the furnace. Ray practically became paralyzed under the tip of the blade, forced to watch it trace down his shirt frying it to cinders. Master ripped the remaining cloth until his shirt was open, cleaning a spot of dirt from his chest with his thumb. Ray choked behind the wooden rod, feeling his teeth indent as the wood creaked. 

Master cringed at the piercing scream that shot through his ears when he brought the tip down. Ray violently thrashed as his back arched to the point the blade stabbed into his chest as Master gasped, quickly pulling the sword out to find the wound instantly cauterized. Ray spit the gag out as he screamed-

 “STOP! STOP IT! STOP!”

But his master only sighed as his slave belted loose another blood-curdling cry. He tossed the blade into the forge, pinning his arched back down against the table so he could see his work. He glanced at a parchment to confirm he had drawn it correctly, Ravenhill’s logo was no simple design after all… 

“Good enough...” He hissed.  Ray’s head fell slack as he gasped for air, not seemingly able to get enough of it. His hands balled into fists as he groaned, his every twitch making the wound burn.

“You’re pouring with sweat. You wanna cold bucket of water dunked on you?” His master laughed.   “D-don’t t- Gaah!... T-t-touch m-.. ngh-!”   

*SLAP*

His head snapped to the side as he hiccupped a sob.  “Master pl-eas...why? what did I d-do?” Ray whimpered as felt his body fall into shock. 

Master laughed as he sat at the table with his bound slave tied to it. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it too much.” He cooed, thumbing the dirt and sweat from his face as he cried within his master’s palm. -

....

Eden snapped out of the burning memory, feeling a trickle of sweat dripping from his brow. He looked down at the man at his feet, his master-... Former master, who begged for his life.  

“Ray, please! You can save me, darling! Think of everything I did for you, the food I brought, the water I provided, you owe me for that, don’t you!?”  

“Have you already forgotten what you did?” Eden whispered, his eyes burning at the man. “Well I haven’t.  You made sure of that, didn't you?!” Eden cried, pulling his blouse down to the brand marking his chest. 

“Ray... Please! You don’t understand!” Merek pleaded. 

“Stop it! My name isn’t Ray, not anymore... I belong to the King, not you.” Eden shuttered.

Merak reached his hand through the bars as he tried to clutch his ankle, his fingers sprawled just inches away. “Eden… I didn’t want to hurt you, it was business, you have to understand!” He rasped.

“I didn’t understand when you took a burning sword to my chest... But you just don’t understand anything at all!” Eden cried, covering his face as a burst of tears flooded his eyes. 

Merek’s hand finally found his ankle, gently wrapping his fingers around him. “Eden, I’m sorry! I’m sorry for everything!  But please, you’re close enough to the King you can change his mind, you can save my life! Please! Spare me...” 

Eden pulled his foot from his grasp, forcing himself to breath past the tears. 

“You have c-committed tr-treason against the kingdom of Everthil. The King has been n-nothing but kind and patient to me… I won’t betray him. Not like you betrayed your very city.” He turned his back, biting his lip as he prepared for the mans insults. 

“Ray! Ray you can’t do this!! I own you! Don’t you walk away from me!” Merek yells, hammerings his fists against the prison bars. Eden slams the door behind him, muffling the curses from his former master. He bolts through the palace halls, searching for the King’s throne as he struggles for air. 

This time, he doesn’t hesitate. He throws the doors open before the guards can stop him, the entire courtroom falls silent at the sudden intrusion. “Eden?” The King perks up, seeing tears streaking down the boy’s cheeks. He breaks into sobs as the King gestures for him, pulling him against his chest and bundles him within his robes. 

“Shhh, sh shh, it’s okay… Don’t cry.” The King whispers, sitting in his throne as he lifts the boy into his lap. “You were very brave, I’m so proud of you.” He smiles, thumbing his tears away. 

All eyes of the court watch the scene in shock as the boy curls up within the King’s lap. 

“I uh- *ehem* your majesty shall I continue reviewing the letter from the Kingdom of Ravenhill?” The servant whispered with a blushing face. 

“Shh! Don’t you dare, I want complete silence.” The king hisses. The room instantly falls back into silence to the extent you could hear a needle drop. 

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[theres-an-impulstor-among-us]

Hey Vaunna, if you ever want to try and write something to make me cry, hit me up. Imma start making a list of things I’ve almost and actually cried over in fics-

Make me suffer, I dare you.

welp here we go! good luck everyone LOL

summary: Team ZIT face a blast from Zedaph's past

...

“I dunno about you but I think having only a set of coordinates sent to our communicators with no explanation is never a good thing,” says Tango, gazing around the clearing.

Impulse nods. “Agreed. Especially considering it’s been five minutes and… nobody’s here.”

As if on cue, someone walks out through the trees. The two jerk in surprise but relax when they register who it is.

“Oh, Zed, it’s you,” breathes Tango. “Why did you send us these coords?”

Zedaph doesn’t reply as he walks over to a tree on the edge of the clearing and pulls a lever.

Immediately, a glass box springs up from the ground and closes around the two.

“Hey!” Tango snaps, hitting the glass with his first. “What the hell are you doing, Zed?!”

“Tango?!” comes Zedaph’s voice from the opposite side of the clearing.

Tango and Impulse turn sharply to find… Zedaph running into the clearing.

After a stunned moment, they turn back. Zedaph is standing by the lever he just pulled, but he doesn’t look EXACTLY like Zedaph anymore. His eyes flash red, his hair more tousled and a slightly darker shade of blond.

“What’s happening here?!” Tango demands. “Why are there two of you? Who’s the real Zed?!”

“I am,” says the newcomer Zedaph immediately. “He’s…”

His face pales as he properly registers who’s standing on the other side of the clearing.

“I’m Helsaph,” the first Zedaph says. “Your dear Zedaph’s hels counterpart.”

“What’s going on?” asks Impulse nervously. “Why have you locked us in a glass box?”

“Oh, cuz I thought you might want to hear about what Zedaph did to me,” Helsaph responds aggressively.

Zedaph slowly moves forward towards Helsaph, but stops several blocks away. “I…”

“What the hell could Zed have possibly done to YOU?” Tango growls.

Helsaph jabs his finger at his counterpart. “You wanna tell them what you did or shall I?”

Zedaph’s mouth opens and closes uselessly for a few seconds, before he squeezes his eyes shut and looks away.

Helsaph turns to the two in the box. “Let me see if this jogs your memory of anything.”

He pulls out a pink item from his pocket and holds it up to his eyes.

Tango and Impulse freeze in horror.

“Look familiar?” says Helsaph challengingly. “Huh?”

Impulse stares helplessly at the helsmit. “I don’t… understand.”

Helsaph barks a laugh. “What, you don’t really think it was the real Zedaph under that mask, do you? Surely you don’t really think the mastermind behind the PR stunt that was Wormman would be out there risking his OWN neck?”

“Zed, what is he saying?” Tango demands.

“I recruited Helsaph to be Wormman and then I abandoned him in Season 5 when we moved on to the next world!” Zedaph bursts out suddenly.

Silence falls. Tango and Impulse exchange a look of horror.

“You didn’t know that, huh?” Helsaph taunts. “Guess your precious little best friend never told you that he’s not the moral angel you think he is.”

“Zed…” Impulse gazes at his friend in disappointment. “Why?”

Zedaph doesn’t answer. Instead, he murmurs, “There. I said it. Is that what you wanted, Helsaph?”

Helsaph grabs Zedaph by the collar and yanks him off the ground. “Is that it?! “Is that what you wanted?”?! YOU ABANDONED ME IN A GHOST WORLD FOR THREE YEARS!”

He tosses Zedaph away as if Zedaph weighed nothing. No sooner has Zedaph landed on the ground than he looks up to find Helsaph charging at him. He can’t react in time to stop Helsaph from slamming his boot into his stomach, yanking all the air from his lungs and causing him to dissolve into a fit of coughing.

“ZED!” Tango screeches, hitting the glass wall with all his strength. It starts to crack under his blows.

“You made me play the hero!” Helsaph yells at his counterpart. “You trained me and spent time with me and made me CARE about you and then you just tossed me aside like I was NOTHING to you! Do you have any idea how much it hurts to learn that the person you thought loved you actually didn’t give a DAMN about you?!”

“I…!” Zedaph’s voice fails and he hangs his head. “I’m… I’m sorry...”

“Oh, you’re SORRY?”

Helsaph grabs Zedaph by the throat and slams him against a tree, the pressure on Zedaph’s windpipe abruptly cutting off his breathing.

“You think SORRY is going to make up for what you did?!”

“Get off him!” screams Tango’s voice.

A second later, Tango himself barrels into Helsaph, knocking him to the ground and releasing his grip on Zedaph, who drops to his knees, gasping for breath.

Impulse appears at Zedaph’s side and envelopes him in a hug. “It’s okay,” he whispers. “It’s okay, Zed.”

A little way off, Tango is kneeling on Helsaph’s back, keeping him pressed to the ground. As Helsaph struggles against Tango’s grip on his arms, he screams, “All I wanted was to be loved! ALL I WANTED WAS TO BE ACCEPTED!”

“Shut up!” Tango snarls at him.

“Tango, don’t hurt him!” pleads Zedaph hoarsely, his vision blurred. Weakly pushing Impulse away, he stumbles blindly towards the hazy figures of Helsaph and Tango. “Let him go!”

“Let him go?!” Tango echoes in disbelief. “HE TRIED TO KILL YOU!”

“Please, Tango! Let him go!”

Tango stares at Zedaph in disbelief for a moment, before huffing and releasing Helsaph, though he keeps a firm eye on the helsmit. “Fine.”

Helsaph slowly pushes himself to his knees, his eyes fixed on Zedaph. All his anger seems to have vanished, replaced by despair. “Why did you not want me anymore?” he cries. “W-Was I not good enough…? Did I do something wrong…?”

“No…! I never intended to hurt you.” Zedaph’s voice cracks with emotion. “This is all my fault. I should never have abandoned you, I… I was just so scared of what you might become that I never considered I could help you not become it. And instead… my worst fears came true, and it’s all my fault. Helsaph, I’m so sorry.”

Zedaph slowly moves forward and, kneeling down in front of Helsaph, brings him into a hug.

And after a few seconds, the dam breaks.

Tango and Impulse stand together a safe distance away, watching their best friend hug his crying Hels counterpart.

“All he ever wanted was a family,” says Impulse quietly. “People to care about him the way we care about Zed.”

Tango hesitates for a moment, then makes a decision. He joins Zedaph and Helsaph on the ground and wraps his arms around both of them. Impulse does the same on the other side, both he and Tango holding their Zedaphs tightly.

“I wanna be a hero again, Zedaph,” croaks Helsaph. “Have I messed it up?”

“No no, you haven’t messed anything up,” Zedaph says reassuringly. “If anything, I’M the one who messed everything up. Can you forgive me, Hels…?”

Helsaph sits back on his heels, regarding Zedaph with wary eyes. “But… But how do I know you won’t abandon me again if I stop being useful?”

Zedaph anxiously clasps his hands together. “I know you won’t trust me again for a long time, and that’s… that’s completely valid. But I… I refuse to judge your worth based on how “useful” you are again. From now on, you’re my brother and I’ll stick by you, no matter what.”

“B… Brother…?” repeats Helsaph shakily. “You mean…?”

“You’re part of the ZIT family now,” Impulse chuckles, tousling Helsaph’s hair. “Double Zedaph.”

Helsaph stares at Impulse with wide eyes. “I… Why would you want me here after everything I did…?”

“Because Zed made some mistakes and he’s my friend so I want to help him fix them,” Impulse replies kindly. “Right, Tango?”

Tango nods back. “Absolutely. Plus, I mean, you can never have too much Zedaph, know what I mean?”

Sensing that Helsaph is about to cry again, Zedaph quickly steps in and says, “You know, Hels, you actually arrived at a great time. We could do with a hero right now. You remember Evil X?”

Helsaph nods, wiping his eyes with the back of his sleeve. “Very well.”

“They’re back on the server causing a bit of mischief, running a scheme that’s definitely a scam. The server could use a hero to keep an eye on them and make sure they don’t do anything evil.” Zedaph grins. “What do you think? You up to the challenge?”

“I…” Helsaph hesitates. “I’m out of practise.”

“Don’t you worry about that,” says Tango. “We’ll help ya.”

“Yeah, we’re gonna train you back up into the best superhero on the server,” Impulse adds happily.

Zedaph hands Helsaph the pink mask the latter dropped earlier. “Welcome back, Wormman,” he says softly.

After a moment, Helsaph takes the mask and puts it on.

And with this action, Helsaph’s road to recovery, surrounded by his brand new family, begins.

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