#he's the member I try to all the time but I got him 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

httpsghostie · 9 months

Note

I’m a new follower but I literally so obsessed it’s unhealthy. Like it’s to the point where I just daydream about the fics you wrote.

My birthday is coming up, and my dirty mind is restless.

I am not requesting a whole fic, maybe a Drabble about female reader with König and Ghost 🤭 and they find out it’s her birthday 🤭 and give her a very… big… birthday present. 😏😏😏. I am sorry 😂

(If anything makes you uncomfortable please ignore this.)

Big fan,

Love you. ❤️❤️

Birthday Gift

honestly? no words, we're the same

btw happy birthday!!!! wish you the best (by that I mean I hope you find yourself between ghost and könig)!! ilyyy <33

this is so filthy why am I like this

hope you enjoyyy!

Summary: it's your birthday and your friends want to give you a big present.

Word Count: 1,8k

Warnings: smut, Simon 'Ghost' Riley x female!reader x König, unprotected piv and dvp sex (dont b silly wrap your weenie), breeding kink, lots of pet names, no use of y/n

masterlist

On a typical morning of work, you found yourself casually having breakfast with Price. It wasn't common for him to be around for more than ten minutes, so you just enjoyed a little bit of bonding with your captain, who almost always treated you like a long distance daughter.

"You're gonna get older in a few days." He started, sipping his coffee. "Excited?"

"Yay, minus one year!" You cheered playfully and he chuckled. He was the only one in the squad who knew your birthday anyway.

As he finished his plate, he grabbed his hat from the table and excused himself off, and you followed your day with the chores you were assigned to.

A few days passed by and it was finally your big day, and you were woken up in the middle of the night by your teammates knocking on your door. As you sleepily opened the door, you couldn't hold back a smile.

They were in party hats, and Soap was in the middle, holding a definitely homemade cake, telling you to make a wish. You chuckled at the sight, a little bit of the pink icing simply falling on his finger. You closed your eyes and blew the candles, and they invited themselves in.

They thought of everything, they were able to sneak a few plates, forks, cups, soda and especially the cake into your room without disturbing any other soldiers. You all sat in a circle on the ground and ate the cake, giggling and chuckling quietly like you were all teenagers in a sleepover. Slowly they went back to their rooms, leaving you, Ghost and König behind.

They looked at each other nervously, and you couldn't comprehend what they were trying to telepathically communicate, mostly because emotions couldn't be displayed over the fabric that covered their faces. Ghost wore a simple black balaclava and König wore his usual t-shirt hood.

"So…" Ghost cleared his throat in annoyance at König's obliviousness. "We have a present for you."

"If you want." König added.

"If you want." Ghost sighed and rolled his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I mean- I do, what is it?" You chuckled in confusion, looking at them.

Ghost clears his throat and slowly gets up from the floor you were all sitting on. König follows his lead and they both stand towering over you. You get on your knees to get up too, but König's hand gently presses your shoulder back down.

"You know," Ghost starts untying the knot of his sweatpants and pulling them down together with his boxers, enough to expose his already hard member, "we just didn't have the time to wrap it."

He placed the tip on your lips and slowly pushed himself inside your mouth. What the fuck was happening? You thought to yourself, but you weren't mad, though.

König got rid of his clothes, tapping his dick on your face, and you pulled away from Ghost with a pop, jerking him off. Your lips met with the precum seeping out of König's tip.

"Been dying to know how those pretty lips feel around my cock." He said between gritted teeth as he entered your mouth slowly.

You bobbed your head up and down, trying to take the most you could, but they were so big. Ghost held your hand firmly around his cock and slowly fucked your fist as König held your hair in a ponytail so it didn't fall on your face.

You pulled away once again and sucked Ghost eagerly, gagging when he brushed his dick in your throat. Your hands jerked König off at the same speed you bobbed your head.

König couldn't contain himself anymore, he needed to be inside of you, he needed to stretch you out. He picked you up and threw you on the bed, taking your pants off instantly. Ghost took his clothes off, and then your shirt, and positioned himself beside you, one of his hands holding the back of your knee to spread for König.

The austrian man spared no time to go down on you, his tongue swirling around your already wet folds. He moaned into your clit as he masturbated, imagining how tight you'd feel, Ghost watched as you moaned under him. His tongue worked magically, and you lost it when he inserted two fingers inside of you.

But he was impatient, he only did that for you to grow used to his not so subtle size. He towered over you and lined himself with your entrance, pushing it deep inside and holding your legs around his waist.

“Bet she’s fucking tight, eh?” Ghost murmured, lost in the heat of your pussy swallowing such a fat cock. He got closer to you, his dick hovering over your face. You licked a long strike from his balls to his extremity, and took him all in your mouth. Your hand grabbed his thigh as he was kneeling beside you, and signaled for him to define the pace. “What a slut, huh? Want me to fuck your mouth, is that it?” He growled in his thick accent.

You nodded anxiously, the feeling of being stuffed almost too overwhelming. He fucked your mouth ruthlessly, inevitably making you choke and gag, drooling all over yourself. König watched as you had fun on Ghost’s cock and buried himself deep into your cervix, mercilessly pounding into you.

“You take us so well, liebling.” He whined, holding your hips firmly. You couldn’t help but moan at the sudden roughness, but your moans were muffled as your mouth was filled. Ghost’s hand traveled to your clit, where he started to draw circles and rip a few more cries from you. König held your thighs against you and railed whatever thoughts you had on your brain.

“Be a good girl ‘n cum for us.” Ghost demanded as he pulled away from your mouth and you were finally able to gasp for air. König’s thrusts combined with Ghost’s hand stimulating your clit were too much to take, and the knot inside of your stomach rapidly increased.

“Fuck, I’m so close.” You whined pathetically, and they didn’t stop. König reached a spot you didn’t even know he could, and you weren’t able to hold it anymore, orgasming on his dick and clenching around him.

“There you go, engel.” König said, pulling out. He caressed your fucked out face and lifted his hood to plant a kiss on your lips, that turned into him sucking and biting your neck.

Ghost grabbed you from the waist and flipped you over, pulling you by the hips and brushing the tip of his cock all around your vulva. König sat down in front of you and jerked his throbbing length slowly, not breaking eye contact with you. Something about his innocent eyes behind that mask was so sexy. Ghost entered your abused hole and gave you a second to adjust, he wasn’t as big as König, but he was far from average too. Everything about them was far beyond average.

The soothing touch of Ghost’s hands on your ass were soon washed away when he started to fuck you viciously, digging his nails on your flesh. König also impatiently grabbed your hair and made you suck on his cock, one hand holding the base of it. He didn’t push you, instead he held your head firmly and bucked his hips up in order to fuck your mouth. You looked at him with innocent eyes, tears rolling down your cheeks.

“‘M gonna use this pretty cunt of yours as my fucking toy.” Ghost muttered in a husky voice. “Show me how needy you are.” He gripped your hips so strong you swore it would bruise. He slammed his weight on you relentlessly, your moans vibrating on König’s cock.

“That’s it, hase, ‘feel so fucking good.” König whimpered.

The sounds in your room were unholy, the air was filled with lust and sex, and you felt another climax approaching. König pulled you up, manhandling you to straddle his lap, and made you sit on his shaft. You whined at the sudden loss of Ghost’s dick and the denial of your orgasm, but gladly bounced on König, your ass jiggling up and down. Ghost came right behind you, lining himself with your pussy and thrusting hard into you, making you feel even more filled, if that was even possible.

“Look at this,” Ghost said, “taking two cocks in your pussy.” You moaned in response, your forehead laying against König’s chest. “Tell us the truth, you’ve been dreaming about this, don’t you?” Your eyes meet König’s, and you nod. His head falls back and he rolls his eyes. “I asked you a question.” Ghost chokes you firmly, raising your chest.

“Yes, fuck.” You whimper, closing your eyes as another wave of heat clashed against your bruised flesh. “I’ve been needing this for way too long.” He smirks.

“Don’t tell me.” He says in a low and cocky tone. “That’s why you stare at us like there’s no tomorrow, huh?” He said in between breaths.

The heat of an orgasm hits you again, and you cry out in pleasure, legs trembling as König holds your thighs firmly and looks deeply in your eyes.

“I can’t…” You manage out a moan. “Too much…” Your brain was melting at this point.

“Shh, hase, didn’t you say you wanted this?” König pleaded. “Shut up and take your birthday gift. It’s not our fault that you’re a needy whore that won’t stop coming on our cocks.” Ghost widens his eyes at the sudden words of the impatient König beneath you, and you can’t help but feel embarrassed, cheeks painted red with shame. König whined, digging his nails even deeper on your hips, desperately trying to reach his high. “Want my cum inside you?”

You press your lips together, feeling sweat dripping on your spine as Ghost holds your arms on your sides, and you nod. He inserts two fingers in your mouth, smiling when you gag on them. And he comes. You feel the warm seeds filling your pussy as he pulls out, leaving Ghost to chase his climax alone, fucking his cum back into your walls.

He unexpectedly pulls out and grabs a fistful of your hair as he gets up and stands in front of you, his cock already coated with König’s cum. He jerks himself relentlessly in front of you until he cums on your tongue, his head falling back and rolling his eyes. You swallow his bitter cum and suck him a few more times.

“Well, happy birthday.” He says, lifting the mask and giving you a peck on your sweaty forehead.

1K notes · View notes

makisoda · 6 months

Text

𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 (𝐄𝐖𝐖) !

jjk boys and their icks… because no man is perfect…

jjk boys x implied fem!reader

cw : men being gross, slight nsfw in nanami’s part, very mild misogyny if you squint in megumi’s part, this post was literally just so i could rant kinda

a / n : long time no see… not much to say other than i’ve been busy !!! anyways hope you enjoy :)

yuji itadori - bad grammar

giving him the tamest one tbh because he’s such a sweetheart </3 idk why but i feel like he just has such shitty grammar… like he’s smart ! just not when it comes to grammar. for example, he mixes up his to, too, and two’s, his there’s, and don’t get me started on your vs you’re :/ again he’s the sweetest boy ever ! it’s just the fact he probably failed his lit classes…

megumi fushiguro - “females”…

i was so close to giving this to satoru but i didn’t cause he has shoko to hold him down, megumi on the other hand… look, i don’t think he’d say it in front of girls, but to other dudes, yk ? and i definitely don’t think it’s on purpose to try and be an asshole but it just happens. quickly unlearns it when he says it around maki though.

yuta okkotsu - referring to himself in third person

you guys know how elmo is like, “elmo wants to go to the park,” yeah… yuta does this. and no, it’s not ironically. he definitely thinks it’s cute too and sometimes it is ! but it’s to an extent. like it’s cute the first couple times where he is goes, “yuta loves you,” but then it gets weird and corny when he’s like, “yuta wants to get dinner,” like ermmmm ok…

toge inumaki - fish pics.

as someone who lives in those south i see these OFTEN. for those who don’t know, fish pics are basically when dudes hold up fish they caught while fishing and post pictures of them holding it… i think the main problem with this to me is that a lot of very weird and racist men do it, so that’s why i hate it. anyways i’m 90% sure he has an official art where he’s holding a fish ( i also didn’t know what ick to give him ).

satoru gojo - his height is his whole personality

this shit irks me so bad omg. as someone who’s short ( 5’0 ) and hates seeing other short people make their whole personality their height, it’s even worst when it’s a tall person. satoru is definitely the type to be like, “omg guysss i bumped my head otw hereeee i’m so tallll,” like no you’re just stupid ! he definitely has other icks but this was the main one i could think of… ik he gets on everyone’s nerves.

suguru geto - says “my bad” instead of “im sorry”

another personal one tbh. i hate hate hate when people do this especially if it’s something serious. i remember one time someone pushed me in the mud ( i didn’t fully go on, just my foot ) and i got mud all over my white shoes and they have the audacity to go, “my bad,” like yeah it is your bad lmao. anyways, suguru def does this often especially to shoko. i feel like he’s pretty clumsy and say if shoko’s studying and he knocks over a drink onto her books he’ll say “my bad” and not even attempt to help her clean it up. like dude at least say sorry or something idk ???

nanami kento - calls his dick anything but a dick

“my member” you are grown !!! say dick !!! he does it to be ‘classy’ but like, he is pushing 30 doing this, just say dick. i also think it’s a shame thing ? idk probably hanging out with stsg for most of his teen years rotted his brain so he hates hearing really nasty stuff but he won’t even say penis half the time. like it’s really not that serious nobody wants to call your dick a phallus ( it was also really hard to give him an ick ).

choso - using 🥺 / 🥹

oh BROTHERRRR this one pisses me off. i hate both of those emojis in general but especially when men do it, it’s cornball behavior. like aren’t you supposed to be fighting in wars ? stand up. but i don’t think he has any ill intentions at all, honestly just picks emojis that represent his mood often. however he definitely uses 😂 instead of 😭… sorry choso…

song : ick - lay bankz

1K notes · View notes

beanmachine69 · 9 months

Note

You’ve got me in the Nando feels now! Could you write a smutty (if you do smut) Nando x Lances Sister forbidden relationship/ secretly dating situation where you almost get caught in his drivers room?! Age gaps don’t hurt either 😏😂♥️

Good team, great time | Fernando Alonso

minors dni!

“I don’t think this is a good idea.” You whispered as Fernando dragged you by the arm, sneaking past cameras and people and straight to his drivers’ room.

“Finally.” He sighed, as he pushed you against the door, moving closer till his face was mere millimeters away from yours.

“If Lance finds us-” You started, nervous at how close he was to you, and just generally nervous about the whole situation.

“He won’t doll, relax.” He said, smiling.

“Easy for you to say, you’re not going to get killed if anyone finds us.” You hissed, slightly annoyed at how nonchalant he was about this.

He hummed, nodding and choosing not to verbally respond, instead pulling your face closer to his by the chin and kissing you. You closed your eyes and melted into the kiss, wrapping your hand around the back of his neck, pulling him lower. You both spent a few moments like this, slowly just kissing and smiling before he quickened the pace a bit, deepening the kiss and moving his hands under your shirt.

Your slight whimper as he pinched your nipple made him smile into the kiss, pulling away to look at your face. God, what an adorable sight it was; your eyes all wide and expectantly looking up at him as your plump lips were parted and slick in anticipation. Though he’d only been acquainted with sights like these a few times before, Alonso truly felt the undeniable urge to see them again, and again- he was addicted to it and all possible hurdles didn’t seem to matter at all.

“Fuck, fuck, Fernando I don’t think we should be doing this here.” You whispered, fear lacing your voice.

“Where else baby? Do you want me to take you in the garage? I mean I don’t mind but-” He teased, smiling at how scared you looked.

“No!” You responded, slapping his arm playfully, “I mean Lances’ room is right next to yours, he could hear us.” You warned, brows raising to see what his response would be.

“I guess we just have to be quiet, no?” He smirked.

You hated it whenever he smirked, not because he looked bad or anything, but quite the opposite. He just looked so stupidly attractive, it annoyed the shit out of you- especially considering how often he did it too. It had become a thing between you two the past few weeks where he’d pass a smirk at you in the garage or the paddock and you’d just go bright red- he got some sort of joy from it. He found it so adorable the way you’d blush and look away, trying to play it off even though your face was a major give away.

Fucking his boss’ daughter was not part of the el plan, yet here he was, sneaking around wherever and whenever he could to spend time with you. You were significantly younger than him, and though you were old enough to make your own decisions, your age gap would definitely earn you two more than just disapproving frowns from others. Fernando liked and respected Lance a lot as a teammate, hell he even really liked Lawrence, maybe he just liked all the damn Strolls, especially the one who was looking up at him now, mouth full of his dick and eyes watering as you choked on his length.

“Fuck yes, just like that.” Fernando sighed, relaxing on the stiff sofa under him.

His hand was in your hair, guiding you as you rhythmically bobbed your head up and down his length, pulling away and watching as your spit spilled from your mouth and onto the dark pink tip of his dick. Your face was in close proximity to his member, so when you attempted to catch your breath, you were immediately hit by his scent, motivating you to lower your mouth back onto him, flattening your tongue on his head as you licked slowly. As much as Fernando appreciated your skill, he was more desperate for release, and so he exercised his authority and pushed your head further down so fast that you audibly gagged as he hit the back of your throat. You tried mumbling a ‘I’m fine’ but it only came out as a gargled noise as you began moving your head up and down again.

Alonsos’ breathy moans were really, really turning you on; the way he groaned out your name from the back of his throat, and the way he moved his hips upwards and moaned louder every time you hollowed your cheeks and sucked him properly. Your mouth was eliciting the most satisfying sounds you had ever heard- his noises were so addictive, you didn’t want to pull away, not even for air- you just began steadily focusing on breathing from your nose so you could stay down for longer. At that point, you were willing to do whatever it took to keep those deep moans and sighs coming from the man above you.

“Yeah cariño, just like that.” He moaned, a little louder than before, indicating that he was close, “Keep going, I’m close.”

You nodded a response, not attempting to speak and focusing on picking up pace. You hollowed your cheeks and sucked him off like he was some sort of lollipop, you moved your head up and down as your hand came up from your underwear to caress his balls, massaging them gently. You continued this for a brief moment before his thrusts stuttered and his hips made a final, deep thrust into your throat the same time his hand grabbed onto your head and held it in place as he came inside your mouth.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, cariño.” He let out, barely able to control his volume.

You couldn’t breathe, and were gagging more than before with the extra pressure, but you kept it together and pulled away with a final suck on his head. You looked up at him and as your eyes met his dazed look, you visibly swallowed, bringing your thumb to clean the edge of your mouth.

“Fuck, you look so good like that princesa.” He sighed, hand still in your hair as you relaxed against his leg.

You were just about to reply to his comment when you were both startled by a knock at the door. You jumped up to pull your skirt up as Fernando struggled to put his trousers on. The knock repeated, except this time it was followed by Lances’ voice.

“Hey Alonso you in there?” He asked.

You panicked, frozen in the spot, terrified that you’d be caught by your own brother. You snapped out of the trance when Lance knocked again, your reflexes kicked in and you bolted to the cupboard, shoving yourself in there.

“Yeah Lance, uh give me a minute.” Fernando replied, cursing himself for not locking the door.

He fixed himself up, picking your panties from the floor and shoving them in his pocket when he saw you close the door to the cupboard. He went up and opened the door himself, trying to make sure Lance wouldn’t enter the room itself.

“Hey man, whatsup?” Lance asked when Fernando opened the door.

You were frozen in your hiding spot, terrified of the idea of getting caught by your younger brother. You were in no state to be meeting him at this moment, and as the brief conversation between the drivers continued, your panic subsided, Fernando had managed the situation and Lance hadn’t even made it inside the room. The closet was small, and you could barely hear what the conversation was about, so you just sat there, recalling not just todays’ events, but last nights’ events too. You and Fernando had been sneaking around for a while and though it was all fun and games, you had unfortunately developed some feelings for the older driver along the way. He was funny, cute, and really caring and not to forget an incredible driver who was also indescribably attractive. Though neither of you could deny your attraction towards one another, you just weren’t so sure if the tender moments you two shared afterwards were something more than just extended aftercare.

The closet door opened, Alonso stood in front of you, hands folded over his chest and a cocky expression washed over his face.

“What?” You asked, a little confused at the expression.

“That was exciting.” He replied, trying to contain a smile.

“My brother almost walked in on us, and you think that was exciting?” You questioned, mirroring his stance and folding your arms over your chest.

“Isn’t the idea of almost getting caught kinda fun?” He pressed further, leaning closer and trapping you into the closet with his strong arms.

“I mean-” You were cut off when he kissed you again, leaning in and pressing his lips onto yours far more gently than he did earlier.

“You’ve been such a good girl princesa.” He mumbled as he pulled away, a small smile on his lips.

“Mhm, have I?” You asked, knowing very well that the question was redundant and you knew where this was going.

“Yes baby, now you decide, what do you want?” He asked, smiling and doing the thing with his lips where he pushes them out momentarily mid-smile.

“You,” You replied, re adjusting yourself to wrap your legs around him, your torso firmly trapped under him in the cupboard, “I want you fuck me, right here, right now.”

“And what if someone catches us?” He asked sarcastically, eyebrow quirked.

“Isn’t that exciting?” You replied, smirking as you leaned upward to take him into a kiss.

Wrapping your hands around the back of his neck you brought his face lower as you deepened the kiss. You moved your hips upwards, rubbing your clothed core against him. At this point your skirt was pushed up so high, there was practically no use of wearing it. You ground against him for a moment before he took charge again, thrusting his hips into yours and pinning your hips down into the closet base. You moaned at the contact, surprised at how hard he was again.

You mumbled something before reaching out to help him out of his pants as his fingers hooked onto your panties and pulled them off of you, toying a bit at your wet entrance.

He aligned himself as he leaned in to kiss you, mouth capturing yours in a kiss so indulgent that he managed to muffle out your very loud moan when he slipped inside you. He didn’t bother waiting for you to adjust to his size, the door was unlocked and the only bit of a cover you two had was the open cupboard door, anyone could walk in at anytime- the thought of which was so exciting that Fernando began his thrusts, hard and fast, fucking you like he needed to. He knew that time was of essence, and he also knew to make you cum around him.

His pace was relentless, and if it weren’t for his mouth on yours, muffling your moans, the whole damn paddock would have heard the way you moaned out his name with each one of his thrusts. For a split second you were convinced the wood of the cupboard base would snap under the pressure, your thought barely lasting a moment before it got discarded by the feel of your orgasm approaching faster than you expected. You tightened your legs around Fernando, barely managing to announce your situation before he nodded,

“Yeah princesa, me too.” He panted.

His dick was repeatedly ramming itself into your g-spot, making your limbs quake under him. At that point your head was so devoid of thoughts, you simply could not think of anything apart from how good he felt inside you and how deep he was inside you. Your orgasm was threatening to explode, the only thing holding it off was your wait for his hip stutter to indicate that he was close, except no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t stop yourself from releasing all over him, head falling back as moans spilled out of you and as your walls squeezed him until he came, shooting his warm load into you.

Your high had you seeing stars, your body shaking as the after effect of it. Fernando fell on you, collapsing onto you and wrapping his arms around you in a warm hug.

“Santo Dios mi amor, I can’t get enough of you.” He panted, placing a kiss on your forehead.

You giggled, not understanding the first bit but smiling anyway.

“What?” He stopped, pulling away to look at your red face, “You like that? You like it when I can’t control myself around you?”

“Maybe.” You smiled, taking your bottom lip in between your teeth as you searched his eyes for any hint of some emotion akin to yours.

“Good, I like that.” He smiled, kissing your forehead again. “Come on, come to the couch I wanna hold you for a minute.”

He hadn’t pulled out of you, instead he scooped you up from under your arms and carried you to the small couch in the room, gently laying you on top of him. He stroked your hair as you made little patterns on his clothed chest, still blissfully dazed as his strong arms held you.

“Y’know,” Fernando started, taking a deep breath in, “I was thinking you and I go to dinner sometime, maybe after the race?”

“Yeah, I don’t mind.” You replied, avoiding looking up at him so he wouldn't see you blush.

“Great, because I don’t want to keep sneaking around.” He chuckled, “Your dad asked me what my good-luck charm was these past few races, I wasn’t too sure he’d like my answer.”

A/N: I LOVED THIS REQ SM! I'm sorry for making it a bit more romantic than requested, but I love this man and can't help it heh.

Please correct my Google translate Spanish if I've made any errors, it would be appreciated!

Thanks for the request Kat, apologies for the delay <3

As usual, the ask box is open for criticism and requests! Much love <3

#Fernando alonso #f1 fic #f1 smut #f1 blurb #fernando alonso blurb #fernando alonso smut #fernando alonso x reader #fernando alonso fic #fernando alonso

680 notes · View notes

beautifulfuckup99 · 3 months

Note

ok ok i just got this random idea bare with me

Chubby mid size cute reader, she is very confident but gets inscure from time time

Namjoon is her BF 😉😉and they are camping with their friends. ( some of them are not that nice to her abt her looks).

One girl then says a comment pitting her that she cant be carried or manhandled due to her wait.

Later Namjoon carries her with one arm out of the blue in front of everyone and then a nice spicy time in the woods

Very random 😂😂😂 only u can make it happen😂😂😂

I feel blessed to have so many Namjoon requests!!

Title: For Me...

Warning(s): Insecure!Y/N, Slight B0dy-Sham!ng, Hurt/Comfort, Smut! And of course Fluff!

Author's Note: Obviously set in an AU where Namjoon has his license and drives lol. Enjoy!

*****************************************

"Yes!" Namjoon cheers the second he throws the car in park. You look up from your book, blinking the sleep from your eyes.

"We're here?" You ask, feeling the surge of relief that you no longer have to sit in this car anymore.

"Uh-Huh." He says fast as he gets out of the car, pausing to breathe in deep through his nose. "Baby! You smell that? That's nature, baby!" He cheers excitedly and you close your book, giggling softly as you get out of the car while watching your boyfriend of just six months spin around giddily.

He was a giant dork, and it made your heart flutter in the best way possible.

"Ay! Namjoon! There you are, man. Took you long enough to show up!" Dae laughs as he walks over from where the tents were set up.

When Namjoon had told you about this camping trip with his friends, you were pouty, you had to admit, but you were understanding that he needed time to cut loose with his friends. Especially before he had to run off to the military. BTS being on hiatus meant he had more time to roam and explore and the one thing he's been looking forward to is getting back into nature. When he invited you to join the camp trip, you hesitated. You knew the members of BTS, yeah, but these were buddies of his from back home. Guys who knew him from way back when. School days.

You wanted them to like you, that's all. You slowly get out of the car as Namjoon starts hugging his buddies who run over to greet him. You fix your shirt and hold the sweater more around you. Your sweatpants now feel like a bad idea since all his friends look actually put together. You had done the bare minimum of getting ready, and now you couldn't help but fuss at your hair a bit.

"Oh! Guys, this is my girl. Y/N..." Namjoon smiles proudly, dimples on full display. The four guys surrounding him all eye you up and down.

"This is Y/N?" One guy says slowly as if you're not who they expected. You smile sheepishly as you walk over to grab Namjoon's hand that he's holding out for you.

"Hi, guys. Sorry to interrupt guys' camping weekend. I promise, you won't even know I'm here." You try joking as they continue to just look at you.

"Ay, it's all good. My girl came with too." Dae shrugs as he nods to the campsite where a girl still sat, flipping through a magazine. You nod, kind of relived that you wouldn't be stuck in these woods with just guys.

"I'll go get the bags." Namjoon says and squeezes your hand to assure you before he goes back to the car.

"So, what are you guys thinking for lunch?" You ask to try and start a conversation. The guys all share a look and one finally snickers.

"Too easy." He says before walking away while shaking his head as if humored by something. You feel your heart drop at that moment.

Fuck, this was a mistake...

***************************************

The next morning, you're woken up by Namjoon kissing all over your face as he wraps his leg around your waist. You grumble playfully and open your eyes to face him. Last night had been a nightmare for you. It was full of backhanded compliments and little glances from everyone in the group around you, as if everyone was in on a joke that you didn't know about.

But you DID know the joke. You knew your body, you knew the difference between you and Namjoon, you knew the irony. 'Ha-Ha, Namjoon is all about the gym and health and look at him dating a plus sized girl'. You weren't dumb or blind. You knew your body weight and type, but you also knew that you had one of the best leaders of K-pop wrapped around your finger and drooling over you at any given second. It didn't full stop the self-doubt, but it helped a bit.

You've been chubby since you were a kid. You've heard and dealt with it all. A weekend with jerks like your boyfriend's friends wasn't gonna hurt you too much. And you definitely didn't wanna bring this to his attention either. After this weekend, you'd never have to deal with these people again...

"Morning, baby. We were gonna head to the lake. You're coming, right?" Namjoon whispers finally after a moment of just rubbing his nose with yours. You hum softly at that and stretch a bit.

"That sounds nice." You nod tiredly. You hadn't slept much due to how hungry you were. You picked at your dinner the night before as to not be a cliché plus size person. You watched though as Namjoon had three bowls of the ramen and his buddies all drank and had about two to four each. It was a bit unfair. You wondered for a moment why you had to act carefully when slurping up noodles when your boyfriend sat proudly right next to you, eating and drinking away. Why you had to take small sips of water and after a few bites of food claim you were full when everyone around you shameless enjoyed themselves. Could it be because you had something to prove? Yup, exactly.

"Hey. You okay?" He asks softly as he eyes you closer, hand pushing your hair back to really look at you. You look up at him and the urge to vocalize your uncomfortability is strong, but you shake it off. It was Saturday and you'd be saying your goodbyes Sunday morning. You could do this.

"I'm all good. It was just so hot last night. I couldn't get comfy..." You lie softly and Namjoon nods, pecking your nose.

"Maybe we can sneak away after swimming for a bit and take a nap." He offers softly as he rests his forehead against yours. It makes you blush as you nod along. You two get up soon enough and throw on your bathing suits.

You make sure your black one piece is on right since it was kind of strappy in a few places. You step out of the tent real soon and see all the guys and Dae's girl all look over at you, eyeing your body. Dae's girlfriend gently tugs at Dae's shirt and whispers something in his ear, making him laugh and nod his head in agreement.

The overwhelming feeling of regret swallows you whole and you grab one of Namjoon's shirts to put on over your shirt. You try and act none the wiser to all the snickering which only makes your self anger grow more.

"Okay! Bag is packed and ready to go!" Namjoon says as he steps out of your tent and pauses. "What's funny?" He asks his buddies and they all laugh before shaking it off.

"Nothing, man..." Dae says before walking off with his girlfriend. The other boys follow and Namjoon eyes you and smiles a bit as he tugs at the shirt you had on.

"What's with the cover up?" He asks and you shake your head.

"Just don't wanna get sunburned..." You say softly, not wanting to put a damper on Namjoon's vacation. Just one day. Just one day...

He nods and offers you his arm for the short walk to the lake...

When you get there, the water is cool and clear which is a great contrast to the sun that was beating down on you all today. You get in the water and focus on swimming with Namjoon when Dae grabs his girlfriend from her tanning spot on the dock. He lifts her with both arms as she screams for him to let her down and not to throw her. He doesn't listen and chucks her right into the water.

When she surfaces, she starts yelling at him for throwing her while all the guys laugh expect for Namjoon. He holds you a bit closer to his chest as you both bob in the calm lake. She finally sees you looking at her and glares at you.

"What?" She asks.

"Nothing. Just... Sucks that he ruined your hair." You say back gently. She eyes you a bit and then puts on a false smile.

"Well, at least my boyfriend can pick me up." She says in a joking tone and the boys laughing makes your heart feel heavy in your chest.

"What?" Namjoon asks, having heard her right but shocked that those words even left her mouth.

"Oh, Nam, calm down. It was a joke." One of his friends chuckles and Namjoon glares, obviously pissed at this moment.

"Yeah? I'm not laughing." He says shortly before swimming over to the dock and getting out.

"Namjoon, come on..." Dae tries as your boyfriend grabs his towel and then one for you too. You swim over silently, knowing better than to do anything else but just go with Namjoon to get him out of this situation before he blows up.

He helps you out of the lake and wraps the towel around you before you both leave back to the campsite, ignoring his friends as they try calling you for you guys.

****************************************

You sit between Namjoon's legs, pressed back against his hard chest as you hold the newest novel you have to share cause if not, one of you will read ahead. The walk back to the tent had been silent, the shower at the bath house had been quiet, and now the reading time you two share was full of this tense silence. You knew Namjoon was still pissed and you just hoped you could keep him calm till you left tomorrow morning.

"Done?" You ask, so you could know if you should flip the page or not. When you don't get an answer, you turn your head to face Namjoon and see him deep in thought, jaw clenched and face hard set. You frown softly and gently grab his face to make him look at you.

"Babe. It was a dumb joke..." You try quietly and he looks you in the eyes.

"You didn't sleep well last night because of them, didn't you." He says quietly, putting it all together in his head. It makes you frown, but you couldn't lie to him.

"I was... A little upset. Yeah." You admit quietly.

"Why didn't you tell me? I never want you in a place where you're that uncomfortable, Y/N. You know that." He says as he looks at you.

"They're you're friends, Joonie. I-I just... Wanted you to have fun." You try as he looks at you with a frown.

"Well I'm in hell when you're being hurt." He says quietly. You sigh softly and move to nuzzle into his neck.

"I'm used to this, babe. I grew up plus size." You point out quietly and Namjoon shakes his head.

"And? It wasn't right then, and it sure as hell isn't now." He says.

"I know your body. I love your body. Because your 'body' is just skin. Skin that protects everything in you that matters most." He states seriously. "It protects your heart... Which is full of love and care for the world. It protects your brain... Which is always more intriguing to me than any book out there. And it protects your spirit. Which is what I fell in love with. These amazing curves are a bonus." He says softly and you snort playfully while rolling your eyes.

"I know. I'm perfect to you." You mutter playfully, as if you're annoyed by hearing it.

"You're not just perfect to me. You're perfect for me, Y/N. I love you. And I'm not gonna let anyone talk about or to you in anyway." He says quietly as he holds your waist.

You hum. "Tomorrow morning, we can leave." You assure.

"First thing in the morning..." He agrees.

*************************************

Later that evening, everyone sits around the fire, silently eating and drinking. The tension is thick, and no one dares to make a joke or try and break the silence in anyway. You wanted Namjoon to let go of the grudge and have one last dinner with his friends, but he had insisted that anyone able to make you feel shitty was no friend of his. You were still trying to fight off the guilt, but you knew if you had anyone around you that made Namjoon feel a certain way, they'd be gone ASAP too. You just had to stand by your boyfriend's choice.

"I think..." Namjoon finally says, his deep voice demanding all eyes on him, and they are. Everyone is looking at the five-foot-eleven Korean man as he sets his plate down and rubs his hands together slowly. "Before we call it a night, a few things need to be done.

"One. I'd like to remind you all... That she," He nods to you as you sheepishly play with your bowl of beef stew cooked over the campfire. "Is my girlfriend. The woman I love. And I expect nothing but respect for her." He says, his voice calm but with this dark edge to it. Like he was not expecting any argument to his statement.

"Two." He continues. "At the end of the day, you don't have to find her attractive. She's mine for a reason. Because I find her attractive." He states. "And thirdly, if you don't find her attractive? You're just lying to yourself." He snorts and you bashfully roll your eyes at him.

"You all... Need to apologize for what the hell went on with this trip, and you'll be lucky if I ever want to see any of you again." He states honestly. You gaze along the faces of all his buddies, and you feel slightly guilty, maybe even a little childish due to this lecture. You felt like a kid who just tattled to the teacher. But... You hadn't 'tattled'. Namjoon had heard it. You weren't being overdramatic, you weren't play victim, and you didn't deserve this treatment. And you just had to keep telling yourself that...

With a deep sigh, Dae is the first to speak. "Y/N, we're... We're sorry. We were just joking, you know. Giving you a hard time? That's what we do in this friend group..." He says and you look away from him at that.

"Yeah, well that's not what you do with her." Namjoon speaks for you, and you set the bowl down and nod once at Dae. "Don't accept that half ass apology." Namjoon says to you, and you keep your mouth shut. He stands up finally and dusts his hands on his shorts.

"We're leaving tomorrow morning, early. Y/N." Namjoon says, and you quickly stand up only to feel his arm, wrap around your waist from behind. You feel him lift you up and squat down a bit to put you over his shoulder as you squeal in slight alarm.

"Y/N and I are going to bed. Don't bother us." He says shortly before looking a Dae's girl. "And maybe Dae could lift you, if he went to the gym more." He says simply before carrying you away towards your tent that you had moved away from the others for the night.

"Joonie! Put me down!" You hiss as he gets you two into your tent and sets you on the small foam mattress inside your tent.

"What were you thinking? You could've hurt yourse-" He cuts you off by kissing you deeply, you instantly get lost in the kiss.

"Don't disrespect my lifting abilities like that..." He teases quietly against your lips before kissing you more passionately. You can barely react in time as he pushes you back on the bed freely, climbing on top of you.

"What... What are you..." You pant against his lips before he quickly sits up to take off his shirt and then lays back on top of you, covering your jawline and neck with kisses that made you shiver.

You shut your eyes, melting into the cot as he lowers his lips down towards your cleavage. He's quick to pull your tank top up and bra cups down, freeing your nipples as he grips your breasts in both hands.

"I'm showing you that I love this body..." He whispers before tonguing your nipples one at a time, sucking each one hard to turn them into sensitive buds as you arch your back, head rolling back to moan before you cover your mouth.

"Don't cover up. I want them to hear it. Let them know that I know exactly how to handle you. That I thoroughly enjoy you whenever I can..." He whispers before moving down your body, biting all along your tummy as you look down at him, body feeling on fire at this very moment.

"I'm the luckiest man on earth to have you..." He whispers honestly as he settles between your legs, making you blush hard.

He makes quick work of your shorts and keeps your underwear on, blowing softly on the wet spot and making your clit twitch.

"Joonie... Oh fuck..." You gasp as you reach down to grab his hair, needing to feel something against your soaked core and fast.

"Such a goddess." He praises softly before he gets to work lapping at your clit slowly at first. Your head rolls back as you shut your eyes, always enjoying these sensual moments. Namjoon never teases, but he also loves when things slowly build up, especially since the closer you get the louder you get. He had a thing about you being... Verbal.

"Namjoon..." You pant, keeping this in mind. You loved making him feel good over his ability to make you feel good. It was an exchange of sorts. Sometimes you even found yourself twisting and arching your body in different directions as you screamed out because it just egged him on more. Thank god for porn. It was the best teacher...

He turns sloppier the louder you get, and you lose track of where you are at this point as your moans and hard tugs at his hair egg him on more.

At a certain point, feeling how drenched your underwear is from both your juices and his saliva, you pull him up to kiss him, your tongue exploring his to taste yourself on him. He grabs your neck to hold your head still and proceeds to suck on your tongue, and you all but lose all decency at that second, flipping you both over so you're on top.

"You want them to hear? The let's make sure they hear..." You pant with a giggle as he grips your hips hard and sits up to pull you harder against his bulge that is very much present through his shorts.

"Fuck yes, darling..." He whispers in awe before kissing you hard.

**********************************

The next morning, no one can look you both in the eyes and that's fine, because you're still too blissed out from last night to care what they can or can't do. Namjoon says nothing as he packs up the tent and you know you can't force him to drop the attitude long enough for a proper goodbye.

"Joonie..." You say quietly when you two are finally in the car and driving down the dirt road away from the camping grounds. He hums, eyes stuck on to the road with one hand on the wheel.

"Don't stop being friends with them because of me." You whisper and Namjoon smiles slightly at your concern before he grabs your hand.

"Damn your good heart." He says softly and you pout.

"I'm serious..." You try and he brings your hand up to his lips to kiss it tenderly.

"I know you are. And so am I." He says softly. "You're my best friend, Y/N. And I wouldn't have it any other way." He says honestly and it stops your pouting for a bit as you look down at your entwined hands sheepishly.

"I love you." You finally mutter and lean over to kiss his soft cheek, feeling his dimple form under your lips and it just makes you giggle ever so quietly.

"I love you too..." He whispers, looking at you for a moment to show he means it, and you couldn't be more confident of that in this moment...

***************************************

From one plus size girly to another: You are ENOUGH! You are attractive, and you are indeed that bitch lol. Love you all!

#bts #bts fic #bts army #bts imagine #kim namjoon #namjoon imagine #namjoon smut #bts namjoon #namjoon #namjoon x reader #namjoon bts

202 notes · View notes

raven-at-the-writing-desk · 2 months

Note

Hello, hi, heya! I noticed something and wanted to share it. So the Pop Music Club only has three members and was in danger of disbanding according to Lilia's ceremonial robes story. Malleus and Jade are the only members of their clubs though so how are they not disbanded yet? Vil was also the only one before Ortho but I think he's in a different category since he clearly has mobs in his club. Your thoughts?

Oh, that’s a good point 🤔 Cater says in Lilia’s Ceremonial Robes vignettes: “We've only got three members and we never do anything. If we don't get more people this year, we're getting disbanded!” He also states that “[…] the headmage has his eye on [the Pop Music Club]” because of their low membership, which implies Crowley is the one that handles club disbandment at NRC.

Unlike Vil’s Film Research Club, there are no mob students with membership to the Gargoyle Appreciation Society or the Mountain Lovers Club. Malleus and Jade are stated to be the sole members of their respective extracurricular organizations… so why doesn’t Crowley bring down the hammer of disbandment on them?

… My guess is that Crowley’s too afraid to piss off Malleus and/or Jade 😂 Malleus is the more obvious threat of the two, being someone of royal status as well as a powerful mage. Being told his club is going bye-bye could upset him and result in… uh, Kentucky Fried Crowley, let’s say.

Jade, while the less obvious threat, is capable of coercion through other means. Remember how Octavinelle collects dirt on people (Jade’s Ceremonial Robes vignettes + book 4) to use it against them? Remember how they put Crowley in a tight bind in book 3 by seizing control of a quarter of NRC’s student population so he would cave to their demands? It’s very possible that Jade could retaliate or figure out something similar to make Crowley’s job more difficult than it has to be. I can see why the headmaster wouldn’t want to get in those two’s time with their hyperfixations.

Back to the Pop Music Club for a second! It’s true that they have an influential figure of their own in the ranks: Kalim! Wouldn’t Crowley be afraid of upsetting him? Possibly! The thing about Kalim though is that he’s not spiteful or retaliatory. He’d be sad if his club disbanded, but I don’t see him trying to get back at the headmaster for it. Kalim would be sad for a while and then eventually look for another club to join or try to do something to cheer himself up. After all, Kalim seems to have joined the Pop Music Club moreso to socialize than to play instruments. Maybe he can talk to his friends or arrange another social activity to fill in the space of time after classes.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Jade Leech #Malleus Draconia #Vil Schoenheit #Ortho Shroud #Cater Diamond #Dire Crowley #Kalim Al-Asim #Lilia Vanrouge #disney twisted wonderland #notes from the writing raven #question #disney twst #twst theory #twst theories #twisted wonderland theories #twisted wonderland theory

171 notes · View notes

writerblue275 · 3 months

Text

Heartsteel Ranking: “Scary boyfriend privilege”

(AKA how intimidating they are to people who don’t know them.)

Inspiration: I’ll be honest this is a bit of a random ranking but I thought it would be fun to do and it was!

Champions: Heartsteel

Genre: Ranking

Type: Fluff? This is meant in a funny way.

Tw: Small mention of alcohol (drink responsibly y’all), and swearing (because I do, in fact, have the mouth of a damn sailor.)

List goes least intimidating to most intimidating.

LEAST

Ezreal (One of these days I will do a ranking that doesn’t put him at the bottom! I swear it’s not intentional! 😂)

Let’s be honest no one is shocked he’s here, right? Where else was Ez going to go on this list?? This isn’t a bad thing though! He just gives off such golden retriever energy and it’s amazing and I love him. I want to be at least best friends with HS Ezreal.

Despite the usual happy golden retriever energy, he’s definitely not afraid to tell people off/protect you though. (I feel like he secretly has quite a temper. He’s a Sagittarius after all [love my fellow 🔥 signs WOOT WOOT]. Usually he’s very good about keeping it under control…but if someone [besides you, he absolutely adores you] pushes him too far [ex: by making you uncomfortable]…just see what happens.)

Aphelios

You absolutely have scary boyfriend privilege with Aphelios, but I just can’t rank him higher than any of the other members below. He definitely has that “brooding silent type” down pat, and when he’s wearing his mask, that’s doubled. That air of mystery, baby, he’s got that in SPADES.

We also know he’s tall. Like not Sett, K’Sante, or Yone tall, but he’s got some height on him (unconfirmed 6’). Physically, he’s definitely more intimidating than Ez. Like imagine Phel silently staring daggers at someone. Lmao I’d hate to be whoever pissed him off.

K’Sante

Most of this comes from his height (unconfirmed 6’4”) and the fact he’s one of the gym bros. Like general vibe/personality-wise, I think Phel could be more-intimidating than K’Sante (or even Sett), but have you seen how just MASSIVE K’Sante is? HE CAN CANONICALLY BENCH SETT. Like 😮😮😮

Not to mention I feel like he’d always stick close to you in public, so no one would even dream of trying to do anything to you. (Unless they’re a whole dumbass.) K’Sante genuinely gives me very kind vibes, but he definitely protects those he loves very fiercely.

Sett

Sett is (unconfirmed) 6’7” (at least confirmed the tallest in the group), and JACKED AS HELL. Not to mention “allergic” to sleeves so those arms are out most of the time lmao. Only a fucking moron (or someone who is incredibly drunk) would look at Settrigh and go “oh yeah I am absolutely going to mess with this guy.” RIP that idiot.

He also doesn’t fuck around about the safety of the people he loves. Sett genuinely seems like the sweetest guy (I love this giant, ripped, sewing himbo so fucking much oh my fucking god) but he can/will be intentionally intimidating if it’s necessary to keep you or Ma safe (the two most important figures in his life 🥺). Will walk you home/keep you close to him in crowded situations. He always wants you to feel safe when you’re with him (you absolutely do like how could you not?).

Kayn

So this is based on both appearance and reputation. Obviously Kayn has quite the reputation from his last band (as well as being kicked out of it.) Appearance-wise, he’s not super tall, but he’s tall enough. Not to mention the piercings, tattoos, the fact he’s also in excellent shape (I mean we all saw those abs 😏), has vibrant dyed hair, a very bright red eye, and he is a total metal head. He can also, um, travel through WALLS. (Small detail lol.)

DO I EVEN HAVE TO MENTION RHAAST (even as his stage alter ego)???? Kayn can be pretty impulsive and sometimes acts first, thinks later. (He’s currently working on that with Yone, it’s fine.) Someone would be a damn fool to fuck with him or you. He just gives me very loyal guard dog vibes. (I mean he did wear the damn leash in the mv so….😝)

Yone

There is no one (let me repeat: NO ONE) I’d want to fuck with less than Yone. This man has quintessential resting bitch face (RBF), is like 6’ 2-3” (unconfirmed), in very good shaped (based on the lovely titty window of his outfit. Thank you, Riot designers) and is able to (mostly) wrangle the rest of the group. Also (hella obvious but) HE’S AN INTROVERT (INFJ specifically). People are NOT his thing (fucking MOOD).

Yone is the one who gives the most similar vibes to the TikToks I’ve seen that show cosplayers at Cons with their scarier-dressed friends/partners following behind them keeping them safe. (For Yone, it’s the RBF/air of mystery that really sets the tone.) He gives me such mature gentleman vibes as well. He’s always going to walk you home especially at night, or he’ll stay by your side in a crowd and you are just going to feel really safe with him. Top-tier scary boyfriend privilege right there.

Most

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed! Ok so the least and most intimidating were extremely obvious to me. It was everyone else in between that made things difficult. This was really fun to write though, even if the concept is a bit silly! 😂

#heartsteel #heartsteel headcanons #heartsteel x reader #heartsteel fluff #Heartsteel ranking #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel ezreal #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel k'sante #heartsteel sett #heartsteel yone

209 notes · View notes

blueteller · 3 months

Text

TCF Theory: What If God of Death Had a Reason for Kidnapping Minors?

(Hey, @murasaki-cha, I might have a theory that could sorta maybe redeem your pathetic little meow meow! 😂)

[Also: SPOILER WARNING for... basically everything in TCF?]

So, here's the thing:

It's no secret I always had… issues with the God of Death for kidnapping the Chois.

Let me clarify a bit.

What he did to Kim Rok Soo, aka. Cale, was not okay either – however! I can see it justified somewhat by circumstances: he was cursed, his life was generally depressing and terrible, and there was a world in need of saving. Honestly, the deal with the Original Cale Henituse to switch the two of them was best for all parties involved. (I'm still angry he did not ask Cale himself for permission, though! All the God of Death needed to do was tell him: "Look, this is the world where your BFF Lee Soo Hyuk reincarnated into. And the world is going to be destroyed in about 20 years if nothing is done about it. Would you mind cleaning that up for me?" You bet your butt Cale would have agreed fair and square, even if he were EXTREMELY miffed about the deal. But it's so much easier to simply hide your involvement in the transmigration, so that Cale doesn't have a personal vendetta against you once he gets OP, right…? Not that it succeeded, lol. Cale still ended up cursing the God of Death a lot)

However – all of what I just said? NONE of it applied for the Choi family member.

First, we have Choi Jung Gun, aka. Nelan Barrow. Let me remind you, the kid was FIFTEEN. Freaking 15!!!! The God of Death kidnapped a literal CHILD with no combat experience, and dropped him in the middle of an active war zone! Sure, technically Super Rock was there and presumably took care of him – but still, that was an objectively a terrible thing to do, God of Death! Bad boy!! 🧹🧹🧹

Then we have Choi Han, and ohhh boy, he had even worse somehow! Even though he was 2 years older than Choi Jung Gun when he got transported, he still ended up in the freaking FOREST OF DARKNESS. Weaponless, isolated, under constant threat of death. It's a miracle Choi Han did not die or completely lose his mind – and in a sense he did – but he was still able to retain a piece of himself, NO THANKS TO YOU GOD OF DEATH. My goodness! What a way to treat your "chosen hero ", mister!

...as you can probably tell, I was pissed enough at the God of Death for kidnapping poor Choi Jung Gun, but I am NEVER forgiving him for what Choi Han went thought. Should have given him something! A letter, a sword, or at the very least – A FREAKING MAP!!!

Aaaand finally we have Choi Jung Soo. Which was a bizarre case in comparison to the previous two. Even the God of Death remarked how unusual it was.

First of all, consent was asked – WHAT A TWIST! 🤣

Secondly, Choi Jung Soo was already an adult, and experienced fighter. He'd have a much better time in Nameless 1 world than any of his predecessors (excluding the fact that he'd have a TERRIBLE time trying to fight the White Star; who may I remind you possessed Kim Rok Soo's face... Also, did he even get to read "The Birth of a Hero"...?). He was also on the verge of death. AND he allowed to say no!! It was much more fair than what happened to the other two.

...But why though? Why the special treatment, God of Death? Why not kidnap Choi Jung Soo as a kid as well? The timing was kind of strange.

So here my theory comes in.

What if, it wasn't the God of Death who determined the timing of the transportation? What if there was an outside factor involved? Just because there seemingly wasn't a strict pattern to WHEN the Chois got transported, that doesn't mean there couldn't be one.

An outside factor like, let's say.... the Hunters? 🤔

From his behaviour in the Sloth Test, we know that Choi Jung Gun absolutely hates the Hunters. And it seemed very personal too. Even if we take it for granted that the Hunters were responsible for the existence of the Original White Star and the war and all that... It was still VERY personal. Like, "I will tear you to bloody pieces with my bare hands and chew on them with my teeth" level of personal. So, what gives?

Then it hit me.

The Five Colored Bloods Hunters are Wanderers who can freely travel across dimensions. They targeted young Kim Rok Soo, because he had a "mark" of the God of Death on. They assumed it could be a sign of a Single Lifer, and it did not matter to them if it necessary to kill him just to "check". The only reason why Kim Rok Soo survived was because Choi Jung Gun was there (even though I have issues about his execution – using a minor as BAIT?! Not cool man! Almost as bad as the God of Death!). Without him, young Kim Rok Soo absolutely would have been killed. And the way Choi Jung Gun was acting in the Sloth Test made it seem like it wasn't the first time something like this happened either.

Meaning: the Hunters were already on Earth 1. They have been there.

So, what if... the Hunters had already targeted the Chois in the past? Including Choi Jung Gun himself?

Think about it. If the Hunters had any clue that this particular lineage could produce Single Lifers... they'd certainly keep an eye on the Choi family, right? There would be no need to directly interfere. Just, watching them from the sidelines and let them produce next generations. Spying on their kids – like the total creeps they are.

And perhaps, there was a particular sign of a potential Single Lifer to watch out for, that could manifest around adolescence? What if Choi Jung Gun showed such a sign at the age of 15?

Instead of simply using him as a weapon to save another world... was the God of Death actually trying to save Choi Jung Gun? By transporting him into another dimension??

It would... kinda make sense, right? By transporting Choi Jung Gun, his "Single Lifer power" activated. His lifespan became much longer, he developed an Ancient Power too. He was initially weak, but he grew stronger overtime. Strong enough to stand up to the Hunters and protect himself; and also taking him away from their immediate reach.

...What if the same happened with Choi Han? What if Choi Han became a target at the age of 17? And the only way to save him was to transport him as well? I mean it worked with Choi Jung Gun, why not try it a second time? If the first one became a powerful ally who could fight the Hunters, the God of Death would certainly like another one on his payroll, right?

And then there's Choi Jung Soo, of course. Maybe he escaped the scrutiny of the Hunters? Or maybe because he developed powers which made him a harder target? Why would the Hunters bother with difficult opponents when they can always play dirty and go after literal children, instead? There is also the issue of the Monster Apocalypse, as Cale suspects the Hunters were behind it as well. Maybe the Hunters had a different plan for Earth 1, and so they had to stop using it as hunting grounds for Single Lifers?

If I'm right about this, then the God of Death's actions became a liiiiitle bit more understandable.

I will forever criticize the man for not asking at least three of his victims (and don't try to give me some bull about him being "unable to", God of Death used various means to communicate through the story; Choi Jung Gun even freaking wrote "The Birth of a Hero" books for the sole purpose of giving necessary exposition to a transmigrator – more than that, if he had enough space to simp for Whales and provide Harol's backstory for no reason! He could have included ANY type of message in there, to ANYONE!), but if Choi Jung Gun were to literally die if he did not get kidnapped and transported into a war-torn dimension in need of saving... Well? Saving someone's life via transmigration might be unconventional, but I've seen it happen a lot in many isekai. I can roll with this.

...But seriously tho, I hope Choi Jung Gun makes that broom beating a regular thing. The God of Death certainly can use it. You know – for emotional intelligence improvement! 😏

#tcf #trash of the count's family #lcf #lout of the count's family #god of death #tcf god of death #theory #tcf theory #tcf meta

158 notes · View notes

babbymochiiii · 2 months

Text

How They React When You’re Sick: NCT 127 EDITION

꒰ ͜͡➸ trope: established relationships

꒰ ͜͡➸ nct! boyfriends x non gender specific! reader

this was born because of the sheer fact i’m under the weather a bit so…here they are 💆🏻

dividers credit @horangipilled 🖤

ೃ⁀➷ Taeil

I feel like Taeil would be making sure you don’t lift a finger around him.

Like you try to get up to go grab some water…he’s right there gently pushing you back into bed and scolding you a bit about how he’s your boyfriend and you shouldn’t be afraid to call for him.

“Baby no— stop moving and stay in bed! I got this. It’s my turn to take care of you.”

BIGGEST 👏🏼 PATIENCE 👏🏼 EVER

You’re pretty stubborn when sick with him cause you’re used to dealing it by yourself

“Tsk! I told you babe!”

He’s not afraid to scold you (gotta repeat this cause it’s a big one here) 💀

If he’s on live and you’re sick best believe he’s giving you a glare even though he’s all smiley with everyone, they literally question who’s he’s staring at like that 😭

ೃ⁀➷ Johnny

Honestly with Johnny he would be near you but at the same time give you space just cause he knows you might throw hands with him…💀

You’re both a bit stubborn ngl so as long as you don’t ask or call for him he ain’t coming towards you

IDK I feel like at the same time he’s still keeping an eye from you just from afar so you don’t get upset 🤷🏼

“Why aren’t you coming near me? 🥺”

“Cause you tried hitting me with your sandal—“

“Oh…”

Yeah you’re feisty when you’re sick 💅🏼

Sometimes I think Johnny does it more so you’re at peace cause that’s just how you are but he’s literally worried sick internally cause you tend to get sick a bit too often sometimes

“You’re so careless, can’t you be more careful so you don’t get sick Angel? 😭”

ೃ⁀➷ Taeyong

Oh my god the poor man 😭 he’s literally suffering with you

Like he’s literally just embodying 🥺 the whole time

“Are you sure you don’t need my help baby? 🥺👉🏼👈🏼”

HES JUST SO CUTE OKAY LIKE—

You feel bad that he feels bad that you’re sick, but you’re always reassuring him that it’s just a small cold and nothing more

Until you do get a bit worse

THEN is taeyong running around like crazy trying to find good remedies to help with your sore throat and cough.

As you get better, poor baby will be the one getting sick now (even when you warned him)

“I told you worrying the way you were and being near me would get you sick :(“

“It was worth it 🥴👍🏼”

ೃ⁀➷ Yuta

Y’all…as a fellow Scorpio this could honestly go both ways

He could dot on you and make sure you’re okay by giving you the needed vitamins and medications you need to feel better

OR he would literally tell you to get away from him cause he doesn’t want to get sick 💀

It all depends on his mood, or how important of a schedule is coming up and can’t afford to get sick

There’s no in between…✋🏼💀

“Awe baby lemme help you out.”

“No — nO — NO—“

“Baby you know I can’t get sick 😭”

He will whine about it if you’re close to him and will make a finger cross towards you 😭😂

Sometimes he ends up being sick or he just gets a sneezing fit

ೃ⁀➷ Doyoung

He acts like he doesn’t care

Will honestly make you believe it at one point

“Just don’t come near me yeah? I can’t get sick.”

Will make a BIG ASS deal about how he can’t come near you because you’re sick and he can’t get sick cause it will ruin the whole schedule that’s been planned out

But he sends you vitamin replenishment drinks, snacks, you name it to your door step with a note

“Please get well baby :(❤️ I’m sorry for being a grouch 😔🫶🏼”

Sometimes, and rarely even sometimes it’s always when you’re sick, you wanna deck tf out of him just because he’s being sour and all you have is a runny nose.

WILL DENY ALL AND ANY SORT OF ACCUSATIONS YOU THROW AT HIM FOR BEING SOUR

“I don’t know what you’re talking about 🤷🏼” (red ass fucking ears giving him away)

But ofc you got the members and receipts to back you up 😎💅🏼

He ends up cuddling you all night long after you call him out

You can’t really be that mad at him (though you really are) cause you get where he’s coming from just as long as he makes up for it when you’re better

ೃ⁀➷ Jaehyun

My man is dotting on you!!!

Just like taeil, he doesn’t want you moving at all. He prefers making sure you’re well rested, hydrated, and overall content

Honestly you try to get up and do your own things but he has this 6th sense where he just knows and he would be so gentle when questioning you

“Where you going baby?”

“I gotta pee 🧍🏼”

“Need any help?”

“No?”

Just stands there for a moment contemplating whether or not should he be by your side

With a quiet sigh he always gives to a gently smile

“Okay baby. Call me if you need anything.”

ೃ⁀➷ Jungwoo

Just like Taeyong he’s embodying 🥺 around you

He doesn’t know what personal space is

IT IS WHAT IT IS

he doesn’t care if he gets sick or not he’s on you

25/8 Jungwoo is on you, cuddling you, kissing you,dotting on you

Sick? Doesn’t give a fuck 🤷🏼

“We’re in love! No sickness will separate us! 😤”

“Jungwoo please I feel like ima puke.”

“Then puke on me 😍”

You have to literally pry him off of you

Had to bring Taeyong and Johnny one time to help you get him off 😭

“NO, NO, NO!!! DONT TAKE ME AWAY!! BABY PLEASE—!”

“Jungwoo I’m literally going to puke! Let me do it with some privacy!”

“But I’m supposed to be with you!”

Man is sulking like a scolded puppy 😭 pouty lips and everything

Honestly feel bad for him 🥹🙏🏼

ೃ⁀➷ Mark

Dude…

This man doesn’t know what to do to make you feel better 😭

Is literally calling Johnny and asks what he gives his partner to make them feel better

“Do you seriously not know what to give to them?”

“N-no! I mean…taeyong hyung is always the one giving me the medications :(“

Poor baby is suffering and google isn’t helping him 😭

But you are!

You calmly (bc we know he’s panicking) tell him which medications work best for you and don’t and always give him a visual aid on said medications.

“Babe I feel bad :( like I’m not being helpful at all…”

“Mark, baby, you’re doing great!”

(You’re always reassuring him)

“Dude…🥺”

ೃ⁀➷ Haechan

It’s either he’s doesn’t get sick or he is sick with you

(he’s the one that got you sick)

Whinny

Literally whining the whole time 😭

“Why do I gotta be sick! This sucks I can’t even get head from you cause you can’t even breathe properly 😭😭😭😭”

Forgot to mention….he’s usually 24/7 horny-ness is 100x worse than it usually is

“Haechan—“

“YOU WANT ME SO BAD!!! CANT DENY IT COME ON BABY LETS DO IT!!”

“Haechan I literally feel like I’m dying right now”

“So we die together 😍🙏🏼”

“Haechan fuck off im not doing this with you 😭”

WILL AND SHOVE IT IN YOUR FACE just how sulky he got 💀

Then you threaten to call Taeyong on him then he’s gonna act like he did nothing wrong

“What? 😁 I didn’t do anything 😁”

Will be side eyeing him the whole night because you know he’s up to no good 💀

literally was giggling the whole time writing this cause of how much fun it is !!! haven’t done it in a while (I was writing this first before my valentine post 😭👍🏼)

But I hope you guys enjoyed it!! Lemme know if I should do different scenarios and with the other members too!

remember my asks are open! and if you wish to join my taglist make sure to comment/message me !! :)) ❤️

Much love MWAH MWAH 🥰

— mochi 🖤

116 notes · View notes

doxypsychlean · 1 year

Note

Aegon II Targaryen x reader who is manipulative and uses the motherly love he never got to get her own way. They both love each other but in a toxic yandere kinda way 😂

Wrapped around your finger

Yandere!Aegon ii Targaryen x Yandere!Reader

Headcanons|

Warnings: none? pls tell me if I've missed sth

Thou shan't repost/copy/ translate any of my work or I'll sneak into your home late at night and bite your nose off!

English isn't my first language. I don't proofread. I slap commas wherever I feel they're needed.

A/N: Aegon and Halaena aren't together in this one. It's also pretty sweet, despite their ?yandere? tendencies.

Oh, he really thinks he's that good.

Then you come around.

You, a lady of noble descent and a member of one of the greater houses in Westeros, are also one of his greatest rivals when it comes to having the worst reputation in all the realms.

At first, it's just harmless fun. Nothing too serious.

But then you become a witness to the way his family treats him.

You work your way into his heart and head. I mean, who in their right mind would miss out on the opportunity of being Queen of Westeros one day, amirite?

He bites the bait pretty quickly.

Aegon is obsessed with the way you shower him with affection and love.

He'd be spending most of his time in your arms, begging for you to tell him how much you love, how unfair his mother is to him.

Alicent hates you at first.

The hatred turns to admiration with time, seeing as you gain complete control over her son and mold him to your liking.

But there's more to what she's feeling towards you- fear. With the way things are going, all it would take is for you to snap your fingers and Aegon would kill them all. For you.

You never do, thank the Gods, and for that you have the Queen's utmost respect and gratitude.

She never lays a hand on him again. She doesn't have to, but she's also too scared to do it.

He still drinks, maybe not as much as he did before, but he no longer chases after the servant girls. As if you'd even allow it to happen.

The first time you realize what you feel for him might be actual love, is when you order for some noble lady to be "displaced" from the Red Keep. You didn't like the way she stared at him. Cue, girly losing her eyes for that one.

He was yours and the only way to get him away would be to pull him out of your cold fingers. And you had no intention of dying any time soon.

Aegon rarely goes out of the Red Keep anymore and when he does, you're always with him. The Prince has glued himself to you, whether you like it or not.

On the rare occasions of you two not being present in the castle, golden scales could be seen shimmering high above King's Landing. Sunfyre loves you, the golden beast could feel the strong bond between his rider and you.

Expect lots of expensive gifts- lavish dresses, the rarest perfumes from Essos, jewelry, books, horses, ginormous bouquets of your favorite flowers, commissioned portraits of you two, gold, sweets, etc.

You want it? You'll have it. Simple as that.

He'd never thought of himself as a jealous man, but the second he sees his brother talking to you and you laughing... All Seven Hells break loose.

Aegon turns into a sniveling, whining mess, hands wrapping around you as if his life depends on it.

All the while shooting daggers at Aemond behind your back, daring him to come closer so he could claw his remaining eye out.

Few soft words from you and he's melting.

You love him. He loves you. Everything is more than fine. He completely forgets about Aemond, who's slowly backing away from you two.

You get married not long after. Neither one of your families is brave enough to say a word against the union, seeing as ...

You absolutely never tried to hide it from the public.

You're all over eachother for the most of it.

Both men and women are dropping like flies around you, if they just as much as stared at either of you for a second too long.

Both yours and his family are equally scared and would rather keep away, than try and separate you.

Word spreads around quickly. You're with child.

Aegon's over the moon. You're his. He's yours. Completely.

The prove pops out not long after. Then another. And another.

He would 100% elbow the midwife in the face if she tries to keep him away from you while you're giving birth.

"My Prince, you cannot..."

"Out of my way, you old hag, my wife is in there!"

He was there while you were making them, he has every right to be there while you squeeze them out.

Definitely cries his ass off when he holds your firstborn.

His tunic is discarded quickly as he holds the small bundle close to his bare chest.

Then he wraps one hand around you, almost crushing your neck with how strong he's squeezing you.

Same thing goes down every single time- he storms in, kid comes out, he's bawling his eyes out at the sight.

You pick the dragon eggs for each and every one of them together.

Aegon's just as obsessed with your children, as he is with you.

Gods forbid someone makes one of his little bundles of joy cry...Heads will be flying in all directions, no matter who they belong to.

Not even the Stranger would be able to pull you apart.

Even in death, you'd find a way to be back together.

#hotd fanfic #hotd #aegon ii x reader #aegon ii targaryen #hotd headcanon #headcanon #yandere #but not really #idk yall will be the judges #game of thrones fanfic #game of thrones #accepting requests #dance of dragons #aegon targaryen x reader #aegon the second

1K notes · View notes

callofdudes · 6 months

Text

Keegan P. Russ x Autistic Reader

A/n: Once again, I myself am not autistic, I'm just here to try and spread love to you guys through characters. If any of this is wrong you can feel free to let me know ♥️

Keegan had a small circle. He didn't people a whole lot but mentoring the new kids that somehow ended up under his wing kind of became his thing. Like the unethical uncle whose closer in age to you than your parents kinda thing.

So when he heard you'd be joining the team he knew you were damn good. They hadn't had someone join for a while considering how tight knit that were, under the radar and skilled.

So whoever you were, you were worthy and Keegan could recognize that. Even if he'd test for himself your limits on field.

When you first met him he wasn't exactly what you'd expected. The others looked somewhat presentable and there was... Keegan. 😂😅

You were nervous to impress them and didn't want to fail. You were given the opportunity to work with the ghost team. You didn't want to screw it up.

When you met him, those first few days were extremely anxiety inducing. Shaking his hand and struggling to keep your eyes in one place.

"Eyes on me soldier."

"Sorry sir." You whispered, looking up at him briefly before your eyes darted away somewhere else again.

"Have trouble with eye contact soldier?"

"Yes sir... Sorry."

"That's fine. Just address me respectfully. We'll work on the eye contact."

You nod a little, following after him while Logan and Hesh follow after.

It didn't take too long. He eventually got his hands on your proper file instead of word of mouth and got to reading. This is where he discovered you are autistic.

Ah, so that explained eye contact. He doesn't know a lot about autism. He knows it makes a person neurologically different from others. But that was about it.

He just shrugged and went along with it, figuring he could learn from watching you. Since staying in the background and watching was his thing.

He watched you attempt to socialize with the others. They were all relatively quiet, all except for Hesh and Logan, who were riding the excitement of a new member.

They were a family and happy to welcome you and your skills in.

Over time Keegan got to noticing little things about you. How you flinched and at louder noises and your nose scrunched whenever you accidentally touched something you didn't like.

Especially the masks that they had for you guys to optionally wear. They were scratchy and tight and just didn't feel the best. Immediately turning down the offer to wear it.

Keegan noticed how you are your food, what you would refuse and what you'd eat. Your little organized piles, as well as with your new room.

Huh, autism definitely had its perks. That what he thought at first. One mission where you were forced to wear the mask for clearance purposes changed that.

You were stuck in this tight, itchy thing. It made your face too hot and pulled at your cheeks. You kept tugging it and trying to move it, scrunching up when it rubbed on your skin.

"Keep up kid." Keegan called behind him as he walked further along the old road. Your feet picked back up, silently following while trying to just get over the feeling of the mask.

Everything was going good, the air was quiet, the enemies were still. The ghost team doing what it did best.

Until the stress, the mask, the smell of the air through the fabric, and something inside you all too familiar snapped.

You dropped your gun at your hilt, immediately clawing at the thing desperately. Keegan whipped around, gun aimed until he saw it.

"Kid- kid, easy." He went over, attempting to pull your hands away but tears filled your eyes. "Get it off- get it off! Get it off!" You choked, voice cutting into nothing.

"You need to keep it on, it's fine."

You sobbed, finally pulling the edge, trying to rip it off your face, so Keegan stepped in. Pushing your back against the wall, his knee pressing into you as he gently pulled the mask off, letting you breathe.

Your back against the wall was grounding, breathing in air, rubbing your sweaty face of the afterfeeling. "Easy... Keep your head in the game, kid."

After that Keegan decided to do some more digging. He hadn't seen you looked so panicked.

That's where he learned about your sensitivity to different things and how textured, tastes, smells, touch, all can be affected.

And he felt that protectiveness. He didn't have to, but he went to the main office and got a different mask approved. It was a smoother, almost silk texture. Not too heavy, and it was loose. Next mission he gave it to you.

"Kid, try this." He tossed you the mask and in a last second you caught it, looking at it. "For me?" You looked back up at him.

"Keep your helmet on straight, you should be fine." He grabs his gun, nodding. "Wanna help you do your job right, right?"

You smiled softly. "Right."

From that point on Keegan pretty much adopted you. You were a good fighter, sometimes getting overwhelmed. When you were alone down in the compound with the others in the building, he was there.

"Keegan..."

"Talk to me kid, what do ya need?"

"I don't know what to do..." Your breathing was picking up as you looked at all the corners and empty fields.

Keegan nodded, grabbing the monitor. "Alright, couple feet in front of you, then you'll make a left. Should be two guys at the end of that wall. Take them down."

Keegan walked you through. It became habit to help you through when you needed it or felt unsure and overwhelmed.

And if anyone attempted to bully you or point it out? I pray for their soul, because God is the last thing they'll be talking to after that.

Keegan is pretty protective of you, and overtime You've grown closer to you. You opened up about your life with autism over drinks one evening. Telling him about the good and the bad.

Keegan wasn't the hugest talker, so he listened. Eyes on you, he tipped his drink to his mouth as you talked about autism. And then slowly throughout telling some of your life story you dragged onto topics of your favorite game characters or action figures. Iconic music people you liked or movies. And Keegan listened with interest.

You two talked until the bar closed and Keegan covered the tab, escorting you out the door.

"Keegan." You touched his arm.

He turned before getting in the car, looking at you. "Yeah?"

"Thanks. People usually say I'm annoying... You listened though."

Keegan hummed. "Always listening kid. Always."

You chuckled and rolled your eyes playfully. You got in the car and the two of you headed home.

After a nightmare of the battlefield, you would usually just hide. Your weight blanket under your bed usually worked. Your other squadmates hated you and you first started having nightmares around them.

But this time, breathing heavy, tears in your eyes, you found yourself at Keegan's door.

Keegan grumbled as he unlocked it and looked at you. "Kid... Y'ok?"

You shake your head, trembling. "Can I... Stay with you?"

There was a tense moment. Keegan didn't let many people into his room, or his bed, for any reason on that matter. But something tugged on that heart of his buried somewhere in there.

"Come in. Get comfy as you need."

You nodded gratefully and came over. Keegan let you lay down, smelling the familiar smell of Keegan on the sheets. Seeing his room for the first time. If was dark, there weren't any vibrant colors or patterns so it wasn't as much to look at.

But sometimes that's nice.

Keegan sat in the chair by his desk, looking at you, watching you get all situated in bed.

"Keegan can..." You sniffed. "Can you lay on top of me?"

He frowned. "What for?"

"Just... Please, it's complicated."

Keegan could see in your eyes you weren't pulling his leg so he did. Crawling into bed, making sure you were comfy on your back before slotting himself on top of you, arms wrapped around you a little, head settling.

"This ok?"

You wrapped your arms around him tightly. "Yes, thank you." You whispered. And within 20 minutes you were back asleep. With a warm, known body against yours.

Keegan has got your back. It's something you've slowly come to realize over time. Whether it be helping with food, environment, being a giant human weight blanket, talking you through missions, letting you ramble about anything you'd like.

You found yourself smiling with this family. Getting a chuckle out of him as you rambled on and on about things you wanted so desperately to talk about. Stuff someone was willing to hear.

This was a place that made you feel safe, a person you felt safe with.

Keegan could probably do some more research, and he promises he will find the time for it, but for now, he will learn alongside you as you grow more and more into an even better soldier.

#call of duty #call of duty ghosts #keegan p russ #keegan russ #keegan p russ x reader #keegan p russ x you #keegan p russ x autistic reader #autistic reader #call of duty ghosts headcanons #keegan p russ headcanons #keegan russ headcanons

214 notes · View notes

kitthepurplepotato · 4 months

Text

WARNING! THIS CHAPTER IS FULL-ON NSFW!!!

Feel free to skip this!

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

Chapter 14 2/2 - Show me how much you love me (18+ NSFW)

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

Warnings: 18+, smut, penetration, first time, a hint of oral sex, Katsuki is a little bit unhinged at one point.

This is the second part of chapter 16! Please start with the first, I’m posting two chapters at once.

If you read this without reading the actual story from the beginning you’ll be really confused, so… please don’t. 😂 Read the full thing instead!

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

Katsuki doesn’t wait around for you to nod; his hands move down your spine, right to your bottom, pulls you up like you weight nothing - Your arms cling to his neck right away, your legs snaked around his ridiculously tiny waist. Katsuki’s movements are erratic and full of anxiety but you let him do his thing for now; you are way too aroused to say no to him, to tell him to calm down, to give this a thought. Your back hits the bed, but Katsuki comes with you; he attacks your mouth right away, licks into it with so much fervor he looks like a man dying of thirst trying to lick up the remaining droplets of rain from the ground. In this position, you can feel Katsuki’s excitement through his pants, his member twitching to life with every single heated kiss you share. Your hand finds its way back to the blond’s hair, tugging on the disheveled strands, trying to find something to ground yourself with before your soul leaves your body from all the sudden excitement. Your core throbs painfully already, every single movement of his makes you feel extremely uncomfortable down there, under all these layers; it’s way too hot in these clothes, it’s way too stuffy in here, you need to feel Katsuki’s skin, you need him closer, you need him so fucking much…

Your train of thought gets distrupted when Katsuki moves away with a loud smack, a string of saliva connecting your lips for a few seconds before it snaps, just like your restraint. He moves down to your neck first, leaves tiny kisses all over, makes you believe that’s it, but then he bites down with everything he’s got, making you yell out which turns into a moan as you feel his tongue soothing the broken skin, the action careful and full of love. His left arm moves under your back, slowly pulling you up from the bed to rid you of your shirt and you can barely stop yourself for mumbling a thank you for finally freeing you from the offending layer. He doesn’t wait around for long and doesn’t stare at you at all; apparently, mapping out your body with his mouth is a much better way to get to know your curves. Katsuki kisses down from your neck to your chest, his right hand playing with the hem of your bra, but he doesn’t take it off yet; you really want to tell him to do so, but at the same time, this is the first time he’ll see your breast and even you get a little bit self-conscious sometimes.

Your hand in his hair moves down to tug on his shirt in a silent plea and Katsuki listens; he pulls the shirt over his head in the hottest way possible, abs rippling under your palm from the movement. You have no idea when you put your hand in there, everything is a blur, really; you wanted him for so long and now he’s all yours, quite sure you are already close to your climax just from that tiny friction you’ve got during these few minutes, that’s how much you fucking love this man on the top of you.

He comes back to your chest, lips kissing down hungrily while he slowly pushes one of his fingers under your bra, caressing the bottom of your breast and the noise you make at that is downright sinful but you can’t help it.

“I should have known you are loud in bed.” Katsuki mutters into your belly, his voice deep and raspy. Now it’s REALLY uncomfortable down there. Oh damn.

“Should have known you are not a talker.” You comment, but honestly, you don’t mind him being so… well… focused, it’s just a little bit hard to know what the fuck is going on or if he even likes what he sees if he doesn’t tell you.

“Is that a bad thing?” Katsuki looks up at you, eyes full of worry and lust; his lips are red from all the kissing and you swear to god you’ve never seen such a beautiful thing in your whole fucking life.

“You are perfect.” You mutter out, not really as an answer for the question but it works anyway. Katsuki blushes and looks away for a moment; something in you breaks and you pull him up to you by grabbing his hair, your mouth licking into his with nothing but hunger. “Honestly, Katsuki, you have no reason to worry because I love this so fucking much I’m already about to burst… I love you. Fuck. I’m ruining the moment, ain’t I.” You giggle to yourself, while your fingers play with the hem of Katsuki’s jeans.

“Ruining my plans, yeah, but ruining the moment? Nah.” Katsuki grins, finally free from the restraint he had had due to his anxiety. “I’ve been dreaming about this since I asked you to be mine.” He admits, fumbling with his zipper while he leaves tiny kisses on your mouth.

“Was the massive fucking hickey a part of your dreams too?” You retort, fake-offended.

“Actually? Yeah.” Katsuki looks down on his work, his member twitching in his pants like crazy and now, that his jeans are halfway down his thighs you can feel his “love” quite clearly.

“Can I…?” You pull his underwear down just a tiny bit, too shy to actually finish the question.

“Give me a second. I’ve never… done this… this way.” Katsuki mutters into your mouth shyly. “Can I make you feel good first? Then if it doesn’t work, at least…”

“Katsuki, don’t even finish that sentence.” You reprimand, moving the blond’s head further away so you can look into his eyes. “I’m not one of your one-night stands. I’m the menace. I’m the silly woman who fell in love with your grumpy, hot ass. I don’t want to feel good if you don’t. If it doesn’t work we can try again. And again. And again. We can try until we can feel good together, what about that?” Your stroke the tent through the underwear and you can feel Katsuki tremble on top of you, a loud sigh leaving his lips from the touch. “Also, I don’t think there’s gonna be a problem.” You grin at him and before he can retort with something self deprecating, you change your positions; you roll him over and straddle his hips, a tiny yelp leaving his mouth from the sudden change.

Katsuki’s hands stroke your sides then grab your middle possessively; he pulls you down with a tentative little pull and you can’t help the moan escaping your mouth.

“Too much clothing.” He mumbles and your bra snaps open; you don’t have time to get shy about it because Katsuki sits up, clearly not into the whole laying around thing and puts his mouth right on your nipple while his hand on your back pushes you into him, your breast smushed into his face from how tight his hold is.

“Fucking hell.” You moan and with the snap of your fingers you make your jeans disappear.

It was really fucking uncomfortable, okay?!

The next movement of Katsuki’s hips ends with him moaning into your breasts, his voice resonating through your whole body, making you see stars for a second.

“Where the fuck did your jeans go.” Katsuki looks up at you but you shy away from his look.

“Magic?” You mutter with a red face and Katsuki’s answering laughter is so fucking sweet it’s giving you diabetes. “You should laugh like that more.” You add, but Katsuki only rolls his eyes with a fond smile on his face.

“You should magic the rest of the clothing away.” He mutters back, his lips back on yours.

“Nah, I want you to take it off yourself.” You move yourself down for another moment of bliss and moan into his mouth unashamedly.

“Challenge accepted.” Your back hits the bed again, and Katsuki doesn’t wait around for too long after that; he takes off your panties with one swift move, a string of your arousal snapping in two as your lingerie gets thrown to the side. This time, Katsuki stares. He’s on his knees right by your entrance, completely enthralled by the sight in front him; you are quite sure you are visibly uhm… wet down there, basically begging to be touched properly at this point but what can you do? You love Katsuki and he’s extremely fucking hot. He’s also amazing at foreplay. Too good at it actually; the only reason you don’t tell him to just go for it is the fact that you haven’t been with anyone for years so doing it without some “help” would certainly hurt.

“I want to taste you.” Katsuki goes completely unhinged at the sight, downright drooling. You can’t really speak up right now so you give him a shy nod instead; Katsuki kisses the inside of your thigh, slowly making his way up to your soaked core and gives your clit a tentative lick; your back arches up from the bed, a high pitched noise leaving your mouth from the absolutely thrill. You’ve never been this sensitive before, you’ve never felt this good in your entire life, this is what love does to you. You really thought you’ve been in love before, but right now, you are quite sure this is your first time at the real thing. Katsuki doesn’t stop there; he moves down a bit, licks into your opening, where most of the liquid is then grumbles something incoherent, his mouth moving on the most sensitive part, the action sending tremors through your whole body.

Nope. That’s it. You can’t fucking do this anymore.

You yank the blond up by grabbing his hair, kiss him with so much fervor it makes him moan into your mouth, and not even the taste of yourself can ruin the moment you two are having on this early afternoon. You yank his boxers down, not even asking for permission, Katsuki’s kiss stutters a bit but he doesn’t stop at all. You touch his member tentatively, the caress kind and careful, a silent plead for permission before moves his hips into your hands, a barely there moan leaving his lips as you move your hands up and down his length for the first time.

“I want to hear your voice, Katsuki.” You mutter into his ears and Katsuki shivers; a small whine leaves his mouth as he moves his head to your neck to leave thousands of small kisses on your soft skin while you work on him. You really need to stop yourself from moving him down to your opening and just get on with it; Katsuki must be a mind reader as he starts stroking you between your legs, slowly and tentatively, then he pushes in with one finger, then two, leaving you a writhing mess under him, your own movements stuttering from the sudden pleasure. Your finger moves to his slit, where a tiny bit of pre-cum has already collected and Katsuki makes such a high pitched moan you almost climax from it.

“Katsuki stop. Can you please… uhm… condom. Yeah.”

“Okay.” Katsuki moves towards his night stand so quickly you can barely see the movement. “Fuck, this is out of date.” Katsuki starts stressing while he straddles you, so you touch him again, slowly moving your fingers around his length to calm him down.

“Mina got us some? You remember? It’s in my dresser.” For some reason the comment of your dresser made his dick twitch in your hand. That’s a weird kink, but okay.

“Remind me to thank that nosy fucking bitch later.” Katsuki mutters as he jumps off the bed to open the first drawer, his sculpted ass on full display. You really need to focus on your actions to not to touch yourself from the sight, especially in this aroused state. “Found it. It’s fucking pink but whatever.” Katsuki sighs and comes back to you, barging in for another kiss just as his knees hit the bed.

The condom is… indeed pink. And Katsuki fumbles so much with it, clearly inexperienced in this bit and you can’t help but smile fondly at him. This is also the perfect time for you to mention how fucking majestic his dick is; it’s long but not too thick; just the right size, nicely trimmed, just fucking beautiful.

“You have a pretty fucking friend down there, I must say.” You mumble out loudly, and Katsuki makes an awkward laugh at that.

“I suck at putting this thing on though, what the fuck.”

“We can just blame it on Mina and his stupid pink condoms.”

Katsuki gives you that sweet laugh again, finally succeeding in putting the condom on properly. He moves into your personal space, his nipples erect as they touch your chest, while the top of his member shimmies into your folds, leaving you breathless as it caresses your sensitive, wet clit.

“You ready?” Katsuki mutters into your ears, his voice full of anxiety. He’s still stressed, bless his little heart.

“Show me how much you love me, Bakugou Katsuki.” You mutter back, fingers playing with his bangs.

“Say no more, my princess.” Katsuki snaps his hips forwards then slows down after the tip goes in; two fingers were definitely not enough after all this time but the pain is thrilling, almost pleasurable, fuck, you can’t wait to get used to this, you can’t wait to feel him properly, he’s so perfect… “Fuck, you are too tight, relax.” Katsuki mutters into your ear. “Too good. Fuck.”

You take a deep breath and try to relax; Katsuki moves tentatively, taking a deep breath himself before he finally has the courage to move himself further and finally, to bottom out; Katsuki feels amazing, it just feels so right, so fucking perfect, damn, you are so fucking in love with this man is absolutely ridiculous. You can’t help but let a high pitched moan out as your insides get used to Katsuki’s member and finally, the pleasure kicks in. He starts to move around after a few seconds; he tries several different angles, all of them sending thrills down your spine but there is that one that makes you scream out loud; you barely manage to put your palm on your mouth to muffle it. You really thought Katsuki will grin at your shenanigans but he looks proud instead; like a kid who just found the perfect pebble on the beach and is about to give it to his crush at school. Katsuki snaps his hips forward again and you see starts; he continues to move slowly, but deeply, hitting that spot over and over with a proud smile on his face, his anxiety long gone and exchanged for lust and pure love.

“That good, huh?” Katsuki bites your lip once, his right hand fondling your breast, playing with your sensitive bud which makes you want to climax right there, right now.

“Katsuki… how dare you be so good at this.” He only gives you another one of those sweet laughs as an answer and starts to thrust into you quicker and quicker; you are so close it’s almost painful, Katsuki’s almost silent moans right next to your ear don’t help the situation either; the climax hits you like a train, a loud whine leaving your mouth as you come. Katsuki’s movements stutter, the snaps of his hips more sporadic than before; he tries to slow down for you, to make your climax longer but he’s clearly struggling, so close to his own release.

“Come with me, Katsuki. I love you so much, baby.” You purr into his ear, pulling him as close as possible. The way his sweaty skin sticks to yours makes another wave of pleasure go through you, then Katsuki comes, whispering your name.

“I love you too. Fuck. Move in with me.” Katsuki mutters as he comes down from his high with slow, barely there movements. “Stay with me forever.”

“Let’s come back to this conversation when you are not buried in me, right after an orgasm, but sounds okay to me.” You pant, yelping when Katsuki drops himself down on you, dead exhausted. “I made you do all the work, sorry.“ You giggle into sweaty hair. “I’ll do the work next time, okay?”

“Thinking about the next time already? You are so insatiable, woman.” He smiles, his face buried in your hair.

“What can I say, I had a great time.” You smile to yourself like a lunatic, blissed out and so fucking happy it’s ridiculous. “The best time, actually. Damn, I didn’t think I can fall in love with you even more, but here I am.” Katsuki only snorts at that, still buried inside you and clearly not willing to move out in the next few minutes, but honestly, you don’t mind the closeness at all.

“I really want to say it’s all talent, but it’s all you. You felt so good I forgot to stress about it.” He admits sheepishly. “I love you. Thank you.” Katsuki’s voice is so soft it makes your whole body shake. He sounds so vulnerable and weak you need to embrace him, you need to hold him tight, to make sure he feels safe.

“You are the best thing, Kats. My Number One.” You parrot his own words back to him and Katsuki shakes violently on top of you. “Are you… crying?” You mutter incredulously.

“Shut up.”

“We are a fucking mess, but I love it.” You giggle to yourself, enjoying the vulnerable moment. He might need a few minutes or a few hours, you don’t really care; you’ll let him have all the time he needs to get back on his feet, because that’s what lovers are for.

… Next Chapter!

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

Potato ramble:

- Okay I hate to break it to you but this is a really unrealistic first time so please, don’t judge your poor virgin boyfriends when they climax before they even bottom out because that’s how it usually goes for the first ever time. Thank you. 😂💜

- Sorry but Katsuki admitting that he sucks at something and not feeling ashamed of it is probably the best part of this chapter. That’s fucking character growth, right there. I love this man so much. 😂

- I hope you enjoyed this! It was my first time writing cheeky stuff, so please be kind to me! Also, there is a reason why there isn’t any dirty talk in it. I hate that shit, I’m sorry 😂

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou x self insert #bakugo x you #shenanigansbypurplepotato #bakugo x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou smut #mha smut

118 notes · View notes

dotster001 · 1 year

Note

Hey! How's it going? Jade playing hard to get and Floyd being your wingman to get his brother and mc together.

Slippery Eel

A/N: I'm low-key pissed off at Jade rn because his dorm uniform keeps showing up instead of the SSR in the banner. This has happened to me three times. But enjoy this anyway 😂

You had joined the mountain lovers club to spend more time with him. But now you couldn't find him anywhere.

It had started randomly one day, when you'd arrived at the club meeting area and the only other member just…didn't show up. From that day on, it was like Jade Leech never existed at all. There were a couple times you swore you saw him out of the corner of your eye, but upon further inspection there was no trace of him.

The only way you were certain he existed at all was….

"Guess who?" An excited voice exclaimed as it covered your eyes from behind.

"Oh, Floyd! Perfect, I wanted to ask you about something!"

Floyd uncovered your eyes with a giggle, then playfully punched your shoulder.

"Ooh, a question for me? Go for it, Shrimpy."

"Do you know where Jade is? I haven't seen him in…well…a long time."

"Oh, the question has nothing to do with me," he sighed with mock sadness. "Well, Jade is hunting."

"Hunting what?"

The only response you got was a laugh.

"Okay, second question, when will he be back?"

"When he's done hunting."

They always say hindsight is 20-20. And you really should have known Floyd wouldn't answer your questions.

"Alright," you sighed, "if you hear from him, tell him…"

Floyd raised an eyebrow, but you realized you didn't know what exactly you wanted him to tell Jade.

"Nevermind."

Suddenly, Floyd's smile turned mildly sinister.

"That so? Well, I'll tell him you said 'nevermind' in the meantime," an arm was wrapped very tightly around your shoulders now, "Let's gossip about him behind his back. What of his qualities is your favorite? Mine is that he allows me to do whatever I want as long as I don't touch his mushrooms."

On "mushrooms", Floyd gagged quite loudly.

"Kay, your turn."

"Oh, well," your first thought was to tell Floyd that gossip was typically when you talk negatively about someone, but then you realized it would just be easier to play along.

"Uh, I really appreciate his patience, and how he's so collected even under pressure. And how he can be so sweet and thoughtful, like he knows what I want before I even know I want it, and…"

You trailed off as you started to feel your cheeks heat up.

"And?"

Why did Floyd sound so smug?

"That's it," you squeaked out.

"No, there's something else. I can tell, Shrimpy."

"Nope," you said, popping the p, and attempting to wriggle away from Floyd.

"Hmm… okay, you'll tell me someday."

….

For most people, that would mean that they were dropping the conversation until the person was ready to talk. For Floyd, that meant drop it, until the next time you see that person.

"So, what was that last thing you liked about Jade?"

"Hey Shrimpy, it's not nice to keep secrets."

"You're hurting my feelings. Tell me what you think of my brother!"

Floyd Leech. An ever living nightmare to both his friends and his enemies.

Two weeks into this, and still no sign of Jade, though other people had told you he was still going to classes and working at the lounge. Meanwhile, Floyd was at your side pushing for that last thing at all hours of the day.

You would have to add another thing to your list of traits you appreciated in Jade. He would have already known what you were trying to hide from him. Yes, he'd give you hell for it, but…

Wait.

"Shrimpy, what…."

"New game, Floyd!" You said a little too loudly.

Even he seemed startled, but you had to test your theory.

"We're gonna talk about what we hate about Jade."

Floyd's eyes widened.

"Wait…"

"I hate that he has to suck up to Azul. I mean talk about a weak man. Without Azul backing him up he's nothing."

Floyd turned a little pale, and whispered, "Shrimpy, I wouldn't…."

"Oh, and then there's the fact that he never says what he's thinking. Talk about pretentious."

"And-"

You were cut off by a hand covering your mouth from behind, and the conflicting scents of the sea and crisp mountain air.

"You are very clever, my precious pearl. How long did you know?" Jade's voice whispered in your ear.

You could lie. You could say you knew he was watching you the entire time you couldn't find him. You could say you knew Floyd was trying to push you in his direction.

But he'd know you were lying. So what was the point? So when he removed his hand from your mouth, you turned your head over your shoulder to meet his piercing gaze, and said,

"I just figured it out. Well played, though."

He hummed in acknowledgement, before turning to Floyd.

"You can go now, thank you for your help."

Apparently, the only thing that could scare Floyd was Jade. Because he practically ran.

"Now, please tell me that last thing you wouldn't tell Floyd."

"I don't think you deserve it. It wasn't very nice of you to disappear on me. Besides, you already know what I was going to say, I'm sure of it."

"Hmm," he hummed, before tapping his chin thoughtfully. "I believe I do, but I need you to say it to be sure."

Your cheeks warmed again, and you stubbornly turned away.

"I see," he hummed. You could practically feel his smile piercing into your back.

"Well then, I suppose it's time for me to disappear again."

You quickly grabbed his wrist.

"I think you are so beautiful," you said quickly, knowing full well that he would follow through on his threat.

He tilted his head to the side, as though telling you to continue.

"And, and, when I'm with you I have butterflies in my stomach, and you make me feel so loved and seen, and I've been so sad since I haven't been able to talk to you these last couple weeks, and you've caught me, you don't need to keep hunting, so please come back to me."

Your words were a rush, but he must have caught all of it because his smile turned soft, and a gloved hand came to caress your cheek.

"My precious pearl," he whispered. "No one has ever dared to feel that way about me."

"Well, I'm a big kid. I'm not scared of you," you said, slightly defensive.

His eyes flashed and his smile became a grin.

"I know, that's what I love about you."

"Just kiss me, you smooth talker," you muttered.

Luckily for you, Jade specializes in giving people what they want.

....

Tag list-@shytastemakerthing @leonia0 @eccedentesiast-sapphic

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst floyd #floyd leech #jade leech x reader #jade x reader #jade leech #twst jade

597 notes · View notes

look-at-the-soul · 9 months

Note

Hi! Ok so I don't know if I late to your Adele Song Tribute (if I am that's totally alright!) but if you still have space what about something for Tommy or Jonathan with the song Skyfall? Maybe something about reader standing by her man/comforting him when everything seems to be falling part? I think it's one of my favourite songs of hers and not just because I love the James Bond movie of the same name😂 you totally don't have to to though if you don't want too❤️❤️

Hey Addie! Don’t worry you’re never late 🤗 thank you so much for sending in this request! It’s the first one of the ones I got that I started worked with because I particularly LOVE that song and watching the performance to get inspiration is something I really enjoy! ♥️ so I hope you like this 🥰

The lyrics for the song are in italics. As I was debating whether what background story to choose from to develop this story, I had like a moment flashing before my eyes… I definitely enjoyed writing a dark Tommy story for “The way to a man’s heart” but the thought kept coming back to me, how about the opposite? How about someone who actually loves him and wants to help him and his family? So I turned everything upside down and came up with this.

Adele song: Skyfall

Skyfall

Tommy Shelby x reader (smut)

This is the end

Hold your breath and count to ten

Silence.

That’s all that filled the halls.

For this is the end

I've drowned and dreamt this moment

So overdue, I owe them

Swept away, I'm stolen

Y/N took a deep and shaky breath to build some courage and walked towards the love of her life.

Tommy had been staring at the road the police cars took after arresting Polly, Arthur, John and Michael, but they were long gone.

She’d never forget the look in their faces as they were processing what was happening; everything was caos, the people she considered her chosen family yelling, cursing Tommy, trying to find a way out. She felt useless.

Let the sky fall

When it crumbles

Esme and Linda were looking at Tommy with such anger, that it made her heart ache for him. Jaws clenched, pointing fingers at him as they were escorted out of the house.

We will stand tall

Face it all together

Let the sky fall

Softly she touched his shoulder to let him know she was close.

“Tom.” She could hardly even her own voice. “Come.”

It took a huge strength from her to snap Tommy out of his trance.

“Frances can you please prepare me a tea for Mr. Shelby? Lavender or Valerian Root… double.”

“Right away Madame.” The maid nodded and rushed towards the kitchen.

“I need to be alone.” Tommy mumbled as he stood in front of the staircase.

“No.” She stated firmly. “I’m -” her voice broke down a bit, “I’m right here for you Tom.”

“Y/N please,” he replied in that warning tone he used when he was about to loose his patience, “I’m not a very good company at the moment.”

Skyfall is where we start

A thousand miles and poles apart

Where worlds collide and days are dark

She could see the pain in his eyes, and it was the hardest thing to endure.

Tommy had stepped up for his family since a very young age, he worked really hard for everyone, put everything single member of the family before him or his needs… it was time to make him a priority.

She couldn’t look another way and pretend he was alright.

Because he wasn’t, but he didn’t know how to ask for help either.

With all the love she held in her heart for this man she kneeled before him, Tommy didn’t lift his head as it was hanging close to his knees, he looked defeated.

“You got this, Tom, love,” gently but with a firm hand, Y/N lifted his chin to make him look at her, “this seems like a very dark time and that everything’s going the wrong way, but you always find a way to make it better, you always find a way out.”

“They hate me, Y/N as if they needed one more reason… there was nothing I could do to stop them from going to fucking jail.”

“I know darling.”

“All of this…” he extended his arms while looking around the room, “money, power, and for what? They’re in a fucking prison cell, the size of a shoebox. Someone else paid the judges and police more than I did.”

Where you go, I go

What you see, I see

“That’s where you’re wrong, my darling… you can use it to get your position back, if they got your family in prison and they want to play dirty? But you can play smarter than your enemies, I know you will get your family out of jail soon.”

That seemed to work on him, his features were softer, his shoulders weren’t so tense.

“What would I do without you? Ey?” His thumb outlined her cheek.

“Drive Frances crazy?” Y/N joked earning a small chuckle from Tommy that felt like the sweetest thing ever. “Now, I know it’s almost impossible, but have some rest, it will help you think better in the morning.”

“Will it work if I say no?” Tommy tried, knowing the answer before he even opened his mouth.

“Absolutely not.” She slapped his arm lightly before extending her arms towards him to ask for help to get up.

Getting rid of his suit jacket she placed it carefully on the chair, then Tommy let her unbutton his vest and shirt, but first she needed to get rid of the holster and gun.

His mind was going down in a spiral with worry, fears, the monsters inside his head, the tunnel closing up while he tried to reach the stairs to get out… but there right next to him was a woman who trusted him, who believed in him, who was trying to be the light in his darkness.

The only one he could trust to disarm him, both physically and emotionally.

Before he knew it, she tucked him in bed now only wearing his shorts, then she took a cigarette and the matches and lighted it for him, knowing so well he needed a smoke.

“I won’t take long, don’t go anywhere.” She requested right before pressing her full lips to his.

There was only one way to make that mind of him go numb.

He needed to think straight to choose his next move, but he wouldn’t be able to do so when he was in that altered state.

So she removed her skirt and blouse, applied some perfume and subtle lipstick and walked out of the bathroom wearing only her intimate pieces of clothing, a silky short in pale pink with a touch of black lace and matching bra.

As she slowly and tentatively walked towards the empty side of the bed, Tommy was under some kind of spell, his eyes devouring her body.

He was in the same position she left him; the sheets around his waist, bare chest and leaning against the headboard.

Still looking vulnerable after the horrible events of the day, but in his eyes she found a small flame starting to grow with each step she took. As it grew Tommy licked his lips in preparation of what was coming, he was aware of the power Y/N held over him once the bedroom door was closed.

His mind was already in blank as she straddled him, her fingers running up and down his chest. Tommy’s hands immediately circled her waist as he looked up with adoration in his eyes.

“Y/N what are you doing?” Tommy asked in a whisper, his body reacting as she rocked her hips slightly, tempting him, barely brushing against his member.

“Taking off my clothes.” Y/N replied in an innocent voice as if it wasn’t obvious.

Tommy groaned in pleasure as her upper body wasn’t covered anymore. He only dared to close his eyes a moment as she took off his glasses very carefully and placed it on his nightstand. He hissed as she took again her previous spot on him, leaning down to finally give him a proper and deep kiss.

As his mouth explored her neck and collarbone, his hands removed her underwear. A moment later, she was helping him out of his shorts. The atmosphere getting heated rapidly… it wasn’t long before Y/N was rocking her hips back and forth, teasing Tommy, just allowing the tip of his cock inside of her body, as Y/N moved an inch down only to move up again almost all the way out. He protested and tried to move her body down again, he needed her warm walls envelope him.

I know I'd never be me

Without the security

Of your loving arms

“Fuck… Y/N.” He moaned and to her it was the most beautiful sound.

But she wasn’t going to give in, just as Tommy tried to grind her against his hard member, she moved up again. The burning feeling between her legs only adding more pleasure.

“Not yet dear.” She enjoyed the half empty feeling of just having his tip inside and decided to change her pace and angle by making circles with her hips.

Tommy was weak when it came to her, there was no use in trying to deny it, but when it involved her naked, he would do anything she wanted him to.

“Please… I can’t hold it.” She noticed the beads of sweat on his forehead, how tense his jaw was, his beautiful blue eyes closed and felt the rhythm of his heart against her palm.

That’s when she finally in a fluid moment took all of him, his eyes snapped open and a low fuck escaped his lips as he could only focus on the fluttering feeling around him. Y/N controlled her movements to prolong her own pleasure. Throwing her head back she gave in the feeling of being connected so intimately to Tommy, hitting the sweet spot inside of her over and over and suddenly watching him with his mouth hanging open, the veins on his neck pulsing, groaning and trying to not come undone before her it was too much.

“Don’t hold back.” Y/N encouraged him as she guided one of his hands to her center, where she needed him, his skilled fingers set her on fire in mere seconds and they both reached the climax together.

***

By the end of the night, Tommy was exhausted, Y/N noticed when the rhythm of his breathing changed and he stopped clearing his sore throat after too many cigarettes. She didn’t dare to move to make sure from her current position; head resting on his chest, his arm around her waist. But at least she achieved her main goal… make him feel tired enough to get some sleep.

She knew he would deal with everything in the morning with a clear head, but for now she only wanted to enjoy the feeling of his lean body relaxed, his deep breaths helping her to relax as well.

Keeping me from harm

Put your hand in my hand

And we'll stand

The following morning when Y/N opened her eyes, she noticed Tommy wasn’t in bed with her but she could hear him moving around the bathroom so picking his undershirt from the floor, she tiptoed towards him finding Tommy tucking his shirt inside his pants.

“Morning Mr. Shelby, slept well?”

“Like a baby, you wore me out.” There was a hint of a smile, before returning to his usual serious expression.

“I’m coming with you to the office.” Y/N announced, but before Tommy could protest, she added; “think you probably need some extra hands these days.”

Tommy swallowed watching her strip down to enter the shower. “Thank you.”

She’d choose to tease him for accepting help so easily, but given the circumstances she decided to pass on and hurry up, without his family around the work and papers would pile up.

“Can you take over Polly’s calendar?” Tommy asked as they rushed towards the door.

“Sure.”

“Ada will help us as well, I need to go out during lunch though, I asked Michael to do something but…” he trailed off and let the words hanging in the air.

As the car left Arrow House, Y/N squeezed his hand in an attempt to give Tommy some reassurance. On their way to the Shelby headquarters, Y/N helped him sign a couple of documents and a letter, as the ride went in silence, she knew he was already making a plan so she decided to give him time and space to do what he did best.

As soon as Tommy crossed the door Lizzie and other secretaries and employees were trying to figure out what would happen now, uncertainty decorating their features. Everyone following his instructions, not asking questions, they were just obeying his orders, he was back to being the boss once more, not showing an ounce of emotion, of course he wouldn’t show the vulnerable side Y/N saw the previous night.

Y/N marched to the kitchen in silence to prepare him some tea.

“This is a mess, how did you handled him last night?” Ada asked leaning against the table.

“As best as he let me.” Y/N sighed. “I think he’ll need something stronger, but Polly keeps the booze locked and I don’t know where her keys are.”

“I need to go through Arthur’s papers later, if I find something, I’ll give it to you.” Ada proposed in a low tone, still shocked.

“I’m planing to pay Polly a visit, she might need a change of clothes and other things, would you come with me?”

“The safe combination wont work, Y/N I need you to open it.” Tommy appeared out of breath, he looked like he had been moving furniture around and it was only past eight o’clock.

“Alright I’ll take that as my cue to go.” Ada left them with her own cup of tea, she had a long day ahead and knew when to stay away from her brother.

Pouring the two cups, Y/N gave Tommy his to try to keep him busy as he was looking over her shoulder, as if with that she would be able to open the safe faster.

“What’s so urgent?” She didn’t understand, Tommy had already paid for protection for his family while they were in jail. That was something.

But the combination she was using didn’t work either and Tommy was growing impatient.

“Hang on, Pol told me something about a picture.” Y/N clicked her fingers and started opening the back of a frame that was sitting on Polly’s desk, hidden behind a photo of Michael, there was a paper with the new combination.

“Why the hell did she choose to hide combination there?” Tommy complained, shaking his head.

“Because no one would think of opening a photo frame?” Y/N chuckled and left him to start organizing the things she would be helping around with.

First she started to make a list of the things that were needed at the office, then she got busy with the car spares of the upcoming shipments which kept her busy most of the morning.

The following weeks happened exactly like that, super busy days by keeping the books in order, registering the accountability made her feel exhausted by the end of the day and her feet were sore when she got involved in dispatching the Scotch whiskey. She could barely realize when it was lunch time and before she knew it, it was already nine o’clock and Tommy took some papers to keep working from home.

Rubbing his eyes, he locked the door to his office and walked through the empty property, all employees were gone home for the day, except for one; the most loyal one, the one who stepped in and didn’t ask what she needed to do, she got completely hands on immediately and didn’t stop until he was ready to go. Y/N had been developing incredible leadership skills, she made everything go right on time, she made sure meetings were efficient and all employees had clear instructions.

Tommy looked around for her since all he could find was silence,so it was a surprise to find her sitting on the floor inside the safe, somehow she also managed to make the count and organize the mess they had inside. After feeling on the edge for days, watching her skirt wrinkled, a lock of hair bothering her vision and making her blow some air in a lousy attempt to move it back made his day go a million times better.

She wasn’t a Shelby yet, - he should change that soon- but somehow she had managed to earn that last name by her endless support and all the hard work she was doing.

“You’re making me start thinking I should have everyone else fired and hire you full time, what the hell are you doing Y/N?” Tommy asked with his arms folded against his chest, the hint of a smile dancing in his lips. He couldn’t hide the amusement in his features.

Face it all together

At Skyfall

“Why do you have a King’s letter here?” Y/N raised her hand with a wrinkled paper, that caught Tommy’s attention right away.

“Where did you find it?” His eyes scanned the words at speed.

“After finishing the count, I started organizing the licenses and papers, this briefcase was at the back.” She explained showing him the other papers. “What’s the matter?”

Then, in a surprising motion, Tommy took her face between his hands and gave her a loud and effusive kiss on the lips.

“This is better than the fucking lottery!”

He announced storming out of the safe, Y/N rushed to close it before following his steps confused.

“You’re a fucking genius.”

“I’m not following.” She frowned while Tommy poured two glasses, this was the first time she saw him smile for weeks, his eyes finally showing life.

“I found that briefcase by accident some time ago, it involves the King in some shit ,” his eyes were shining like the stars outside, “this is my ticket to get my family out and all thanks to you.”

Tommy pulled her by the hips to make her sit on his lap.

“What are you waiting for then? Go on!” She encouraged him, but Tommy had other plans.

“If it wasn’t for you during this difficult time, I wouldn’t be able to do this, you know that right?” His hand came to caress her cheek while she took a moment to savor his sweet words. “This is far from the ideal proposal and I don’t even have a ring right now, but I need you to know that I want you by my side forever.”

“Oh Tommy!” Her eyes got teary, she was so tired and worried for him, thinking he would explode at any moment so this was totally unexpected.

And for the first time in days, they both felt like they did a good job by keeping the business afloat and finally the way to get the family free. After hugging tightly and another round of kisses, Y/N pulled back.

“First things first, we’re going to write a letter to get your family out of jail,” Y/N stated excitedly, “we should do a tea party and invite Mr. Churchill and other VIP guests.”

Tommy chuckled.

“And let me pick up Aunt Pol, she is still angry with you.”

“Fair enough.” He answered leaning back on his chair as Y/N was writing the letter.

After asking a blinder to deliver it personally, Y/N walked back into Tommy’s office finding him with his eyes closed and two fingers massaging his temples.

“Everything will be alright.” She hugged him from behind, taking in how worried he really was, but he had been disguising as strong and tough and intimidating all the time.

“I know,” when Tommy looked into her eyes, she found sadness. “Thank you for doing this.”

“Tommy… I knew you’d find a wait to get them out.”

“This shouldn’t be happening. Not to them.”

“Let’s focus on the future now, hmm?” Y/N kissed his cheek.

That was all he could think of now. And all of the things they’d do together.

He was so grateful for the way she managed everything, kept him grounded and focused, encouraged him to keep going, to not give up, she stood up for him when he needed it the most.

And there was nothing on earth good enough to show her how grateful he really was.

***

Adele songs challenge

Master List

Tag list: @lyarr24 @runnning-outof-time @cillmequick @datewithgianni @cloudofdisney @gretelshelby @zablife @gypsy-girl-08 @lespendy @onlydeadcells @fastfan @stevie75 @prettylittlehoneyeyesxoxo @esposadomd @forbidden-forest-witch @ange-thoughts @moral-terpitude @elenavampire21 @forgottenpeakywriter @thenattitude @winchestergirl22 @heidimoreton @imichelle-l-rigby @allie131313 @already-broken144 @peakyscillian @babaohhhriley @shelbydelrey @shaddixlife @sloanexx @sydneyyyya (can’t tag) @adaydreamaway08 @pono-pura-vida @thomashelbyswife @darleneslane @everythingelseisextra

#that’s what Cill said #cillian murphy imagine #Tommy Shelby imagine #tommy shelby smut #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby x fem!reader #tommy shelby x y/n #peaky blinders imagine #tommy shelby fanfiction

257 notes · View notes

kpopjamstick · 1 year

Note

Seventeen reaction saw you wearing a hot outfit in a party and some boys start to flirt with you

✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈☃

Hey Chingu, thank you sooo much for your request, i hope that you like it.... I'm sorry but idk why it gets funny and funny with each member 😂😂😂😂.

✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈☃

1. Takes away the partner

#Scoups: His gaze will grow darker as he will pull you closer to him in front of that guy, just to let him know that you're already taken. Then he'll probably whisper into your ear that "So this is why you're all dressed up huh?" And then take care of your sexiness in the car.

#Woozi: literally drags you out of the party and he will be so mad yet pouty at the same time that you can't help but giggle… then he'll be like "what's so funny about it huh? I told you to stay away from boys!!!!" He probably won't even notice how sexy you look in that dress cause he is so mad right now!

#Dino: "Babe I was looking for you everywhere" he'll say while kissing you and giving a judgmental look to that guy. Then he will walk away with you but then you'll notice his unusual behavior and quickly catch up with the reason because 'his problem' is very much evident through his pants.

2. Gives a sassy answer

#Jeonghan: This MF will probably say something like "ain't she really sexy" while holding your hand and kissing it and then whisper to your ear like "you're tryna tease me babe? I can't wait for us to get back home".

#The8:- This guy is very refined but when it comes to you he'll probably shout at the guy like "tf you're looking at? Ik my babe is pretty" with that mean look on his face.

#Jun: He'll probably start flirting with the guy to make him taste his own medicine 😂 he'll be like "Want me to get you some drink" while winking at that guy as you could barely control your laughter.

#Seungkwan: he'll look at you and say "baby what are you doing here? You forgot? Stranger danger".... Yes he will say this in front of the person leaving him astonished.

3. Literally kills the person (if looks could kill)

#Wonwoo: This man will stare the shit out of the person…that guy gotta have guts to flirt under this man's gaze. Wonwoo will probably never confront you about this but he'll be super jealous.

#Mingyu: You probably won't even realize that someone is flirting with you, until you notice Mingyu giving death glares. "Baby, you ok?" You may ask this out of concern but that question will just turn him on (As if he wasn't enough already).

4. Will be jealous but won't say anything publicly

#Joshua: IDK but I honestly think he is the type to hit the guy with the holy Bible and then baptize you for like a month??? Just kidding though…he might really get jealous but probably just ignore thinking what if he is being possessive.

#Dk: This guy might try to distract you by cracking a few bad jokes but in reality he is super disappointed….like why are you even letting some other guy near you when he is right there!!!! I swear this baby boy will cry afterwards 🥺😭

5. Doesn't care, only there for food

#Vernon: We all know our awkward king but trust me he got his priorities sorted. You are probably trying to rile him up by wearing that sexy dress…but do he care? Well at least not in front of his favorite dish. 😂😂

#Hoshi: You'll get yourself into big trouble while trying to tease him with someone other guy tryna flirt ya…because his mouth will be all stuffed and full with food 😂😂😂 Thankfully you don't gotta pay bills at parties (y he's so cuteee though 😭🥺)

801 notes · View notes

corrodedbisexual · 8 months

Text

bound, beautiful, beloved

Steddie | E | ~7.8k | AO3 link

Written for @steves-strapcollection's birthday! 🥰 I hope you have a wonderful day dear friend and co-member of the sacred cult of Good Boy Eddie. 😂 Happy birthday!!! 🎉🫶

Featuring: Porn with Feelings, Fluff and Smut, Dom/sub Play, Shibari, Vibrators, Lace Panties, Prostate Massage, Overstimulation, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Nipple Play, Body Worship, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Dry Humping, Mirror Sex, Rimming, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Laughter During Sex, Making Out, Aftercare, Post-Coital Cuddling, Light Angst, Romance, Self-Esteem Issues, Trauma, Insecurity, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Non-Sexual Bondage, Tenderness, Banter, Dorks in Love, Dancing, Massage, Established Relationship, Top/Switch/Soft dom Steve Harrington, Bottom/Switch/Sub Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson is Steve Harrington's good boy, POV Steve Harrington

Steve's boyfriend looks like the ultimate wet dream. There’s never a time he doesn’t find Eddie the most beautiful and sexy person in the entire world, but this view, right here… this definitely takes the icing on the cake. Steve can still hardly believe they got to this point. It took two weeks to bring this particular fantasy to life. But really, they have been working up to this kind of moment for much, much longer. *** A story of Steve and Eddie growing into their intimate relationship, full of playfulness, amazing orgasms, developing trust and confidence, and above all else, unconditional love.

Snippet below!

Steve licks his thumb and exaggeratedly loudly flips another page of a sports magazine in his hands. One he definitely hasn’t managed to comprehend a single word of, while all his senses are attuned to the sounds coming from the foot of the bed.

The constant buzzing noise. The harsh breathing. The occasional whimper, or sheets rustling, or the springs inside the mattress creaking slightly.

Unable to help himself, Steve once again glances over the edge of the page at the absolute erotic masterpiece that is his boyfriend. He’s not sure why he even decided on this absurd game of mock disinterest. He’d rather be watching the sight in front of him the entire time, not pretend to be reading the magazine he can’t give a single fuck about right now.

Eddie’s sitting back on his heels, his shins bound to his thighs with a gorgeous diamond patterned leg tie. Another piece of Steve’s handiwork is a harness woven across his hips, snug underneath his balls and framing his crotch in a way that makes Steve’s mouth water every time he looks. Besides the bright red ropes, the only clothing on Eddie is a matching red pair of lace panties. Eddie’s cock is straining desperately against the delicate fabric, a dark wet spot already visible below the tip.

Eddie meets his eyes briefly, his pupils blown, lips parted, face and chest flushed. Then, he drops his head and groans, trying to grind his hips back into the source of his sweet torture, to no avail. Everything Steve’s done was to ensure he would neither be able to escape it, nor attempt any extra stimulation.

Of course, potentially he could. His hands were left untied, but untied doesn’t mean free. They are bound by Steve’s firm command, right after he finished all of his rope work, gently tugging on Eddie’s wrists and guiding them down to the mattress. “Hands against the bed, baby. Keep them there. You can be a good boy and do that for me, can’t you?”

And so, Eddie’s hands stay in place, squeezing and clawing at the sheets to either side of his bound thighs.

Steve glances at his watch. It’s only been ten minutes, yet Eddie already looks like a fucking wreck. Steve can see how hard his arms are shaking, how he’s likely desperate to touch himself through the soft lace that must feel like absolute torment on his leaking dick. Creating pressure but no friction. Steve’s tried them on once, so he knows what it’s like when you’re hard, to feel every swirl of that beautiful pattern against hypersensitive skin.

Other than being pretty (so, so pretty stretched over Eddie’s equally pretty cock, hard and thick, with a prominent contour of veins now standing out against the lace), the panties serve a very practical purpose. Steve couldn’t quite figure out how to keep the magic wand in place where he wanted it with only ropes, and this solution was just genius. The handle is tucked into part of the hip harness underneath Eddie’s ass, whereas the head of the device is firmly held by the elastic of the panties, pressed snug against his taint, sending steady vibrations to his balls and prostate. Lowest speed setting. Not enough to push him to the brink, just enough to slowly drive him mad with the relentless teasing.

“Ah, I see you’re… not enjoying your magazine… much..?” Eddie catches him looking and grins, way too cocky for the situation he’s currently in. As if on cue, his dick twitches again in his panties, and he groans, sucking in his stomach and uselessly rolling his hips again, as if trying to grind on thin air. “Oh fuck. Jesus. How much longer?..”

“What, you’ve had your fun already, baby?” Steve teases and clicks his tongue. “I did suggest fifteen minutes. It’s you who insisted on twenty, remember?”

“Uhhhh,” Eddie croaks, wriggling his hips again and slapping one palm several times against the mattress. “Ohhhh, holy ssshit. I regret everything.”

“No, you don’t.” Steve smirks.

“No, I don’t,” Eddie admits with a miserable chuckle and dramatically flops down on his face, ass in the air, letting out a long, frustrated growl muffled by the mattress, before pushing himself back to his heels.

Steve abandons the stupid premise of reading his magazine and just sits back, enjoying the view. He squeezes himself through his boxers; obviously, he’s not unaffected. His boyfriend looks like the ultimate fucking wet dream. There’s never a time Steve doesn’t find him the most beautiful and sexy person in the entire world, but this view, right here… this definitely takes the icing on the cake.

Steve can still hardly believe they got to this point, when Eddie would take the initiative and present his own fantasy for Steve to fulfill. No more shyness about it, just unconcealed arousal and eager submissiveness when they first started talking about this kind of scene, both equally horny by the time they finished merely discussing the details. Steve spent days figuring out the right kind of weave for this; then, he’d just have Eddie kneel on the bed, getting used to the position, checking every few minutes if his boyfriend was comfortable, gradually increasing the time he spent bound every night up to an hour; beyond that, Eddie’s muscles were starting to cramp up.

It took two weeks to bring this particular fantasy to life. But really, they have been working up to this kind of moment for much, much longer.

Read the rest on AO3

#steddie #steddie fic #steddie smut #fanfic #misha-bawlins fanfic #good boy eddie my beloved

158 notes · View notes

midwestmade29 · 28 days

Text

Proposition 🫠

Requested by @madhatterbri 🥰 We’ve got it bad for this man and I love it 😂

Word Count: 2,388 Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF credit: @supakixbabe

Original request:

"You are a new employee in AEW. You manage to piss off the EVPs. (I know your brain will think of something.) They threaten to suspend you without pay. Matt excuses himself from a meeting to take a phone call leaving you and Nick alone. Nick gives you another way to get out of suspension."

Disclaimers: Manipulation, cursing, oral sex, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

EVP Nicholas Jackson has a proposition you can’t turn down…

You had just walked up to one of your coworkers to ask them a question about the night ahead when you heard a voice call out in your direction,

“Hey, hey! What’s going on here? Why are you just standing around talking when there’s work to be done?!”

You turned to see where the voice was coming from, your eyes growing large when you realized it was an EVP calling out to you.

When you first started at AEW, several coworkers warned you to stay out of the path of the company’s hot head, Nicholas Jackson. His brother Matthew was similar in his devious ways, but Nicholas had a certain edge to him that Matthew didn’t. With each step he took towards you, your heart pounded harder and harder against your chest. When he finally stood before you, his voice was brash, and his agitation was evident when he spoke again, “I believe I asked you a question! So, you can talk to a fellow team member, but you won’t respond to your EVP? This is a punishable offense, Y/N!”

There was something about the way your name fell from his lips that almost put you in a trance. While you continued to stand in silence, your coworker casually stepped on your foot to snap you out of it! “Ouch!” you shouted a little too loudly, embarrassment instantly coating your cheeks. Nicholas’ icy blue eyes nearly burned a hole in you as he stared at you, making you turn a deeper shade of red. “I-I um mean, hello Mr. Jackson. I think there’s a little bit of a misunderstanding here, you see I had just walked up to ask-“ you tried to explain, but Nicholas cut you off mid-sentence.

“A misunderstanding, huh?” Nicholas scoffed. “First I catch you slacking off, then you refuse to answer me, and now you’re trying to correct your EVP!” At this point, Matthew had walked up when he heard the commotion and placed his hand on his younger brother’s shoulder. “Sorry guys, my brother’s kind of a hot head! He just gets tired of the disrespect around here so he’s a little tense. We can continue this conversation in our office,” Matthew explained calmly. His grin he had plastered on his face was the complete opposite of the scowl that Nicholas had on his own, which only left your head spinning the longer all of you stood there. “That sounds like a great idea, Matthew. But this one can go back to work,” Nicholas pointed at your coworker and then directed his gaze back to you, “Y/N is the troublemaker here.”

You were instructed to close the door behind you after walking into the EVP’s office, Matthew motioned for you to sit in the chair in front of a large desk. Nicholas sat in the leather executive chair behind the desk while Matthew leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. “Unless you can give me a good reason not to, you are hereby suspended from AEW without pay. You caught me in a generous mood, Y/N so I’ll keep your suspension at 1 week only,” Nicholas stated matter of factly. He placed his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair, his feet now propped up on the desk as he waited to hear what your rebuttal was.

This time it was your agitation that shined through when your words came out sharply, “Suspended for a week, without pay?! You’re joking, right? I didn’t even do anything! Maybe we should take this up with Tony since one of his EVPs seems to be on a power trip,” The second your last few words came out of your mouth, you instantly regretted them, but there was no going back on what you said now. Matthew was about to interject when his phone started ringing in his pocket, “Matthew Jackson, EVP. Ah, yes! I’ve been expecting your call. Please hold for a moment, would you? Thanks,” he spoke into the phone before covering the bottom half with his hand. “It’s the CEO of Duolingo, I gotta take this. Apparently, they’re impressed with my daily streak I have going, and they might want to strike up a sponsorship deal. I’ll catch up with you later, Nicholas! And good luck to you, Y/N,”

Your eyes watched as Matthew returned his focus on his phone call and walked out of the room. “So, now where were we?” Nicholas asked smugly. “You were about to suspend me for no reason, sir,” you replied, making sure to make your annoyance known. You could’ve sworn you saw the corner of Nicholas’ mouth twitch upwards, but you ignored it. He seemed to be lost in thought as he stroked his beard with his fingers, making you squirm in your chair slightly whenever his eyes met yours. When his voice finally broke the silence, it made you jump, “I have a proposition for you, Y/N. Care to hear it?” A dry laugh involuntarily escaped from you before you asked, “Do I even have a choice?”

Nicholas exuded confidence when he elaborated, “The proposition is that I’ll forget about the week of suspension without pay if you agree to let me fuck some manners into you,” You felt your muscles tighten deep in your lower half as your brain tried to process what the EVP had just said. “Ex-excuse me?” you asked nervously. Nicholas didn’t skip a beat as he further explained his idea, “It’s simple, really Y/N. For the next week, instead of sitting at home missing out on those beautiful green Benjamins, you’ll be at my beck and call whenever I need you. You’ll let me have my way with you whenever, and however I see fit, and maybe by the end of the week you’ll put some respect on my name and learn how to treat your superiors,”

“And if I don’t want this? What happens if I say no?” you questioned before swallowing hard. Nicholas stood slowly and placed his palms flat on the desk, leaning forward in your direction as his blue eyes peered up at you from underneath his fedorah. “I don’t think you’re going to decline my offer, Y/N. The way your eyes have darkened and the change in your breathing tells me all I need to know. Your body is giving you away, sweetheart,” He wasn’t wrong about the things his proposition was doing to you, you were just mad at yourself for making it so obvious how intrigued you were by everything. “Before I agree, answer one more question. Once I follow through with my end of the deal, at the end of the 7 days will things go back to normal with no more mentions of being suspended?”

“Absolutely, Y/N. 1 week of bliss with yours truly, and your little discretion tonight will be forgiven,”

There wasn’t much left to say once you nodded and accepted whatever fate had in store for you in the upcoming week ahead, so Nicholas dismissed you and told you that he would be in contact with you very soon. The rest of the evening went by in a blur as your mind was focused on a blue-eyed EVP.

When you crossed the threshold of your hotel room, your head was still spinning. You tossed your bag on the floor and plopped down on your bed with a loud sigh as you tried to make sense of everything. There was hardly any time to decompress before your text tone interrupted your thoughts. You picked up your phone and read over the messages:

Nicholas Jackson: Get some good rest tonight sweetheart. You’re going to need your energy for tomorrow.

Nicholas Jackson: It’s hot when you talk back btw. Sweet dreams beautiful 😘

The next couple of days were filled with multiple orgasms, but none that were your own. Nicholas was a greedy EVP, making sure his wants and needs were satisfied as he fucked your face leaving you a breathless mess on your knees by the time he was finished with you. The way his hand would wrap around your hair and control your pace and depth made your arousal course through every fiber of your being, the sight of him coming undone from your mouth alone made you feel like a goddess! His praises made you groan and hum in appreciation when they breathlessly fell from his lips, “I love the way you look when you’re on your knees. That’s good sweetheart, keep doing that,” The 2nd night after Nicholas left your hotel room, you took care of yourself while picturing him pleasuring you instead. You imagined his hands roaming freely all over your body, his head buried in between your legs while his tongue worked its magic, and the thought of him hovering above you as he fucked you did you in.

Day 3 went by with little contact from Nicholas until around 10pm when you got a FaceTime call from him. You greeted him pleasantly when his handsome face showed on your screen, but his hello wasn’t nearly as warm as yours. It was obvious that something had him stressed, but you knew better than to pry. Instead, you followed his instructions to strip for him and to start pleasuring yourself on the bed while he did the same on the other end of the call. “Jesus, Y/N! Look how sexy you are giving me my own private show. Tell me who you’re thinking about sweetheart. Tell me who you’re imagining pleasing you right now,” he practically begged as he continued to stroke himself. “You Nicholas! I-I’m thinking about you…”

Day 4 was the day when everything changed. You and Nicholas were having an argument during the free time you had in between your tasks at the arena. You explained to him that you were becoming frustrated with your arrangement and when you told him you wished he would’ve just suspended you instead, it struck a nerve inside of him. “You told me you were going to fuck some manners into me, but that’s yet to happen. I’m no different than I was 4 days ago! You’re not holding up your end of the bargain,” you said exasperated. Nicholas lowered his voice and got mere inches away from your face when he replied just as frustrated as you, “You want me to fuck you, Y/N? Okay, let’s get the hell out of here and I’ll give you what you want,”

The ride back to the hotel was tense and filled with anticipation as you and Nicholas rode in the back of the chauffeured vehicle. The elevator ride up to his floor was agonizingly slow. Nicholas caught you off guard when he crashed his lips against yours once the door to his room was latched. Both of you tugged and pulled at each other’s clothes desperately, leaving each piece in a crumbled pile on the floor when they were finally removed. The feeling of his warm bare skin against your own felt incredible, it was something you didn’t realize how badly you needed it. The both of you toppled over onto the bed with your lips never parting, your tongues dancing together in a sweet rhythm. Nicholas’ hard length brushed up against your wet cunt each time he moved even the slightest bit causing you to whine, “Nicholas, please! I-I want you now!”

Both of you gazed into each other’s eyes as he inched himself inside of you, making that moment so much more intimate than it already was. Nicholas took his time with his first few movements so you could adjust to the stretching of your walls, and so you both could savor the feeling of your bodies uniting as one. There was a sweetness to Nicholas that wasn’t there before, a tenderness to him that his EVP position never let him show. You were taken back by his slow and steady pace and the way his hands cradled your head as he balanced himself on his forearms. “I th-thought you were going to fuck me, Nicholas?” you teased. He chuckled to himself as he hovered above you and planted a soft kiss on your lips before he teased you right back, “So, so needy, sweetheart! You’re insatiable, aren’t you?”

In no time, the headboard was rocking and knocking against the wall, surely pissing off the guests on the other side of it. Your moans and whimpers were music to Nicholas’ ears, and he made sure to tell you so, “You make the sweetest noises, Y/N. I could listen to them all night!” You were moments away from your release, Nicholas not far behind as his movements became ragged and less controlled. “I want you to cum, Nicholas! Cum for me, I want everything you have,” you cried out when his hard length brushed against the sweet spot inside of you, ultimately bringing you to the most intense orgasm you ever had. Your body shuddered underneath him as wave upon wave of pleasure consumed you, leaving your mind nearly blank while you completely unraveled. “God, you’re beautiful Y/N. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” Nicholas murmured against the shell of your ear.

He continued thrusting himself in and out of your sensitive cunt until he came just as hard as you did. You felt the warmth of his seed fill you and his hard length pulsate against your walls, his arms nearly failing at holding his weight off you from the force of his release. Once he was steady, he removed himself from you and rolled over on the bed next to you. The both of you laid together in comfortable silence until you stood up and offered your hand to Nicholas, “Come on, Mr. EVP. Let’s take a shower and wash off before we have to head back to the arena,” He squeezed your hand before letting it go gently and giving you a warm smile, “You go ahead and start the water, I’ll join you in a minute,”

You nodded and went on your way, leaving Nicholas alone sitting up on the bed, wondering if this proposition was really a good idea. “Maybe it would’ve been better if Y/N chose the suspension after all,” he thought to himself. “I don’t know how I’m going to let her go on day 7…”

#nick jackson fanfiction #nick jackson #nicholas jackson #aew #all elite wrestling #fanfiction #fanfic #nick jackson x y/n #nick jackson smut #young bucks #the young bucks #aew fanfiction #aew smut #matt jackson #matthew jackson #evps

54 notes · View notes