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adiraargent · 5 months

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In a world full of boys, he's a gentleman <3

Synopsis: the Slytherin boys and the 'gentleman' things they do Warnings: None :) Characters: Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Tom Riddle, Blaise Zabini, Jasper Rowle

This is Part 1 :)

Mattheo Riddle: opening doors for you

"Hey there, my love," Mattheo greeted, flashing a grin as he held the door open for you. You rolled your eyes playfully at the endearment, a fond smile tugging at your lips as you looked up at your boyfriend.

"Always the gentleman, huh?" you teased, stepping through the door of the Slytherin common room as he held open with a light chuckle.

"Hey, gotta treat my girl right," he replied, trailing behind and falling into step beside you. He nudged you gently with his elbow, his laid-back demeanor effortlessly charming.

He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head. His lips lingered for a moment, and you couldn't help but blush at the tenderness of the gesture. "You're my everything," he whispered, his voice filled with genuine adoration.

Whether they were heading to class, grabbing a bite to eat, or just strolling through the castle halls, Mattheo made it a point to hold doors open for you. It wasn't a grand gesture, just a simple act of courtesy, but it spoke volumes about his thoughtfulness.

"You spoil me too much, you know that?" you remarked with a grin, as Mattheo held the door of his dorm for you.

He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Can't help it. You deserve the world," he shrugged, following you inside. He wrapped his arms around your waist, playfully throwing you on the bed before snuggling up next to you, holding you tightly against his chest.

Their laughter filled the air as they chatted about anything and everything, discussing everything from stupid things their friends had done recently to their favourite movies. Mattheo listened intently, his eyes lighting up as they shared their stories.

Theodore Nott: Holds your face with both hands when kissing you

"Hey," Theodore greeted softly, his fingers trailing gently along your jawline before cupping your face tenderly, drawing you into a sweet kiss. His touch was always gentle, his palms cradling your cheeks as if you were the most precious thing in his world.

"Hi," you whispered against his lips, smiling as he leaned in to press another soft kiss, his touch grounding and comforting.

"Did you have a good day?" Theodore asked, his thumb brushing lightly over your cheek as he held your face in his hands.

"Mmm, it was alright. Nothing compared to this though," you replied, your voice softening as he leaned in for another kiss, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.

He pulled back slightly, his hands still cupping your face, his eyes filled with warmth as he gazed at you. "You always make everything better."

"You too," you said, feeling a surge of affection as his touch lingered, his fingers tracing delicate patterns along your skin.

"Can I just kiss you forever?" he murmured, his forehead resting against yours, his touch never leaving your face.

"That sounds like a plan," you chuckled, enjoying the feeling of his hands on your cheeks, grounding you in the moment.

As he leaned in for another kiss, his hands framed your face once more, holding you gently but firmly, his touch sending a rush of warmth through you. Each kiss felt like a silent declaration of his love and care, his hands a constant reassurance that you were cherished.

"Promise me something," he said softly, his gaze intense as he held your face in his hands, his touch so tender it made your heart flutter.

"Anything," you replied, feeling a rush of emotion at the sincerity in his eyes.

"Promise you'll never forget how much you mean to me," he whispered, his hands trembling ever so slightly against your skin.

"I promise," you said, your voice barely above a whisper, overwhelmed by the depth of his feelings.

Theodore smiled, his touch becoming even more gentle, as if he was memorizing every contour of your face. "I love you," he murmured, his lips brushing against yours in a feather-light kiss.

"I love you too," you replied, feeling a surge of emotion as his hands cradled your face.

Tom Riddle: Subtle things to make sure you don't get hurt

In the midst of a quiet classroom, Tom and you sat side by side, the ambiance filled with the hushed tones of a lecture. You were unconsciously fiddling with your quill as your tired eyes lingered on the teacher, doing your best to listen to whatever he was saying.

A small sigh slipt from your lips as your dropped your quill, the small object rolling under your desk. As you leaned down to retrieve your quill, Tom subtly shifted, his hand discreetly finding its place at the edge of the desk, ensuring you wouldn't hit your head upon rising.

"Thanks love," you whispered, meeting his eyes for a fleeting moment, noticing the faint blush that graced his cheeks as he quickly looked away.

"Wouldn't want you getting hurt," he murmured, his voice barely audible, trying to cloak his concern with an air of indifference as his eyes went back to the teacher.

"I appreciate it," you replied softly, a small smile playing on your lips, acknowledging his unspoken worry.

Throughout the class, the subtle ways Tom looked out for you were apparent. Whether adjusting his posture to prevent you from bumping elbows or discreetly sliding a book closer to your reach, his actions spoke louder than his reserved words.

As the lesson progressed, you dropped a parchment, and before you could react, Tom swiftly picked it up without a word, his gaze briefly meeting yours with a hint of concern before retreating into his usual stoic demeanor.

"Thanks," you said, your voice warm with gratitude, feeling the corners of his lips twitch into the faintest hint of a smile before he composed himself.

"Merlin you're an idiot," he mumbled under his breath, a small smile twitching on the corner of his lips. He loved you, and he did his best to show it. To some, these may just seem like small gestures, but to you, these acts meant everything.

Blaise Zabini: Looking after you while you are sick

"Blaise, I think I'm dying," you groaned, your voice muffled by the mountain of blankets you'd buried yourself under. The room echoed with your misery, and you could practically feel Blaise's amused gaze on you.

"Quite the melodrama you've got going on there," he chuckled, entering the room with a tray in hand.

You peeked out from under the blankets, giving him a weak glare. "This is not melodrama. I'm genuinely dying. I might need to write my will."

He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Last I checked, you're broke. And if you're going to die, at least wait until you've cleaned up the mess in the bathroom."

You shot him a scowl before returning to your cocoon of misery. "I'll have you know that this is a serious illness. I even got Pansy to get me a book from the library so I can read about my symptoms."

He set the tray on the bedside table, glancing at you with a mix of amusement and skepticism. "And let me guess, according to Dr. know it all, you have a rare tropical disease only found in the depths of the Amazon rainforest?"

"No, it says I have a severe case of man flu," you deadpanned, voice muffled by the blankets.

Blaise burst into laughter. "Man flu? Really?"

You shot him a glare from under the covers.

He shook his head, still chuckling. "Ok, ok. I come bearing gifts to nurse you back to health."

He lifted the tray to reveal a steaming bowl of soup and a cup of hot tea. Your eyes lit up, and you managed to sit up, sniffling pathetically.

"Ah, the healing powers of chicken soup," he declared dramatically, handing you the bowl.

You took it gratefully, inhaling the comforting aroma. "You're the best, you know that?"

"I try," he said with a wink, settling onto the bed beside you. "Now, eat up. We can't have you wasting away on my watch."

As you sipped the soup, Blaise watched you with a soft smile. "Feeling a bit better already?"

You nodded, the warmth of the soup soothing both your throat and your mood. "Maybe I won't die today after all."

He chuckled, running a hand through your hair. "Good to know. I was planning on having a quiet night in, not attending a funeral."

You swatted him playfully, earning a smirk from Blaise. "You're lucky I'm too weak to defend myself properly."

"Consider it a mercy on my part," he teased, taking a sip of his own tea.

As the night wore on, Blaise stayed by your side, occasionally offering more soup, fetching tissues, and regaling you with stories to keep your mind off your misery.

"You're surprisingly good at this whole nurse thing," you admitted, snuggling into the blankets.

He grinned, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. "Well, when the patient is you, it's almost enjoyable."

You rolled your eyes, but a small smile played on your lips. "I must be really sick for you to admit that."

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you. "Maybe you're just bringing out my softer side."

You sighed dramatically. "I never signed up for a softer Blaise Zabini."

"Too late now," he replied with a smirk, holding you a little tighter. "You're stuck with me, even if I have to nurse you back to health every now and then."

You leaned into his embrace, feeling grateful for the care and comfort he provided. "I suppose I can live with that."

And as you drifted off to sleep, wrapped in blankets and the warmth of Blaise's presence, you couldn't help but feel that maybe being sick wasn't so bad after all, especially when you had someone like him to take care of you.

(This is my favourite for sure)

Jasper Rowle: Doing your shoelaces

The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a soft golden glow into the room as you and Jasper sat comfortably on a bench in Hogsmede just of to the side of Zonko's, enjoying a leisurely stroll that had turned into a serene moment of shared silence.

"Oops," you pouted, looking down at your untied shoelaces, a small sigh falling from your lips as you went to go and tie your laces.

"I've got it darlin'," Jasper said with a gentle smile, bending down on one knee before her.

"Jasper, you really don't have to," you protested, a faint blush gracing your cheeks at the unexpected gesture.

He shook his head with a grin, his fingers deftly working on your shoelaces. "I've got it, can't have my girl tripping on her own shoelaces, can I?"

You chuckled softly, unable to hide your affectionate smile as you watched him tie the laces with care. "You're too good to me, you know that?"

He glanced up at her with a warm smile. "'Just don't want you getting hurt."

As he finished, he ran his thumb over your knee softly a few times before standing up and placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head, causing your heart to flutter. The simple act filled you with warmth and adoration.

"Thank you," you murmured, touched by his gesture.

"Anytime, my love."

Their fingers intertwined as they resumed their stroll through Hogsmede, the cool breeze carrying the faint scent of baked goods, more than likely from a stall near by. The world seemed to slow down around them as they walked hand in hand, enjoying each other's company.

Hi all! This is my first post, hope you enjoyed it :) I take requests for many different fandoms and characters <3

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dumbseee · 1 year

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insecurity.

f1 au/fic: in which, lando and y/n have been dating for a few months, but fans are still talking about y/n’s past relationship. making lando feel insecure and questioning y/n’s feelings for him.

lando norris x singer!reader

(fc: jess alexander)

note: english isn’t my first language so excuse me for the mistakes this might have xx ALSO it’s the first time that i’m actually writing something so i hope it’s not too bad lmao. thank you for reading my aus btw <3

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y/n: happy birthday to my sun, you’re such a beautiful soul, i’m so proud to call you mine. i love you to the moon and back and promise to always love you.

landonorris: i love you more baby

danielricciardo: we’re at practice and he’s crying btw

fan1: they’re so absjdkdoldel

fan2: mama y papa

fan3: he always smile so brightly when he’s looking at her :(

fan4: i’m sorry but i can’t help but think about y/n’s ex… on the same day last year she was posting pictures of him

fan5: @.fan4 don’t do that… it’s about lando, not her ex

fan6: am i tripping or she also used to call her ex, her « sun »??

fan7: @.fan6 WHAT

fan8: @.fan6 no she didn’t?

lando sighed and threw his phone on his bed. of course he saw all the tweets about you and your stupid ex, how could he ignore them when it was all over the internet. people were speculating about if he was a rebound or a toy for you. lando was hurt, he always thought that you were way out of his league anyways so he should’ve seen it coming, right? you were an amazing and worldwide known singer, with your angelic voice and heartbreaking lyrics. you sang with your heart which made anyone who was listening to you, fall in love immediately.

that’s what happened with lando. he was always a big fan of yours, singing your songs on top of his lungs at parties, and following every single news about you, he even went to your concerts. one day, he went viral for singing your song on the radio with his engineer, he also happened to have made it to p3, which he said was because you were his lucky charm. the video was published online and went viral, you saw it and immediately found it adorable. the rest was history.

when you guys hard launched your relationship to the world, the big majority was happy for you two, happy to see you smile and happy to see that lando managed to get his crush. but a small minority saw that relationship as a rebound for you, saying horrible things about how you never loved lando and how you would dump him in a few months to go back to your one true love, your ex.

lando saw it all. and he hated it.

"lando? are you okay?" you asked, when you went to check in on him. he was supposed to bring a few blankets so you guys could watch a movie together. but he was taking way too much time so you went to see if he was okay.

"do you love me y/n?" he asked you, and the sadness in his eyes almost made you cry. lando’s eyes was what you loved the most about him, with his smile of course, but his gorgeous green eyes were full of emotions, you could drown in them and feel every little thing he was feeling just by looking at him.

"what are you talking about? of course i love you lando." you say, taking his hand in yours and softly kissing his knuckles. you saw him close his eyes and sigh deeply. you pushed him on the bed and sat next to him. "what happened?"

"it’s stupid, don’t worry about it." he finally looked up at you and faked a smile but it didn’t fool you.

"lando. tell me." you were still holding his hand and with your free hand you started to caress his cheek. he closed his eyes again and melted against your touch.

"your fans are still talking about your past relationship and how i’m nothing but a rebound to you." he said it in such a low tone you almost didn’t hear him. but sadly you heard his words and you could feel your heart shatter at how your fans words affected him. "i know that you guys stayed together for a while, and i know that you wrote good songs about him, i listened to them all, but… if you still love him you can-…"

"lando norris." you said in a serious tone, which startled him. "how am i supposed to love anyone else when you stole my heart and refuse to give it back?" his eyes lit up a little by your words. "and i literally wrote 56 songs about how much i love you so you better listen to them all once again and never doubt my feelings for you ever again, boy."

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y/n: ‘you are in love’ is officially out ;) little gift from me to you sweet lan <3

maxfewtrell: lando listened to it and locked himself in the bathroom to cry

landonorris: @.maxfewtrell FAKE NEWS

danielricciardo: i wish someone would write 57 songs about me…

heidiberger_: @.danielricciardo excuse me? (great song btw y/n!)

liked by y/n.

fan1: ZKSKSLXPODOSOZ

fan2: y/n making haters eat their words with one song: queen behaviour

fan3: i hope haters will stop hating on lando now how can you say that y/n is using him as a rebound

fan4: CALL 911 IM ON THE VERGE OF DEATH

fan5: y/n writing a love song for lando on his birthday :(

fan6: i love them so much pls

fan7: that whole drama about her ex was so dumb, they broke up for a reason and y/n also wrote songs about how awful he was to her towards the end of their relationship, why do you guys want her to go back to that dog?

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hannieehaee · 6 months

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content: husband!wonwoo, fluff, gender neutral reader, u guys are married, just a very tender night in bed shared with ur husband wonu (kill me), etc.

wc: 514

a/n: sorry this is so short T-T a cute night in his arms is the first thing that came to mind at the mention of husband wonwoo </3 god i want him so bad

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"do you remember the day i proposed?", he asked as he absentmindedly ran his hands up and down your back, holding you against his chest.

you were laying in bed together, dissecting each other's days as you allowed yourselves to relax after your respective grueling days. you matched his actions, allowing your hands to feel the warmth of his back as you dug them under his shirt, soft in your movements just like him.

you half snorted, "'remember'? it was only two years ago, nonu. i think about it all the time."

"yeah?", he smiled at this, repositioning you so that he could look into your eyes. he chuckled as you complained at the new distance, having been completely pressed up against him just moments ago.

"i was so nervous that day. i was terrified you were gonna say no," he revealed, shy smile adorning his face.

"really? why would i ever say no, nonu? you knew i was in love with you."

"yeah, but ... i dont know. never really imagined id get to marry the love of my life. i saw it in movies. i saw my parents, my grandparents. i saw people i knew. but i never thought it'd be me someday. it was only ever a dream. you made it a reality."

being married to wonwoo, you shouldve gotten used to his soft-spoken words by now. to the way he'd convey the sweetest of statements without even batting an eye. but you still found yourself affected by him, with your heart melting every time he unknowingly waxed poetic at you.

"nonu .. it was always a yes. you couldve asked me on day one and it wouldve been a yes."

"oh? you liked me that much?", now he was smirking, pulling you closer once again.

"shut up. you're hot, okay? i'm not stupid you're totally wife material."

"hah," he chuckled, "'wife?'"

"don't argue with me. you asked me to marry you."

he hummed, "yeah. and i'd do it again," he paused, "love waking up next to you every day. love holding you through the night even more. never knew how soundly i could sleep until i first held you in my arms."

there he was again. his words made you feel like you were floating, never being able to get used to the adoration he held for you. you couldnt help yourself when you wrapped yourself tighter around him, nuzzling your face into the warmth of the crook of his neck. he took the hint and held you even closer, making sure his arms trapped the entirety of you against him.

this had to be your favorite thing about being married to your husband. he'd loved and held you all throughout your relationship, but now that you were married, every time you were in his arms it felt like a promise. like he would keep you close to him no matter what happened.

"i love you."

"me more," he kissed the top of your head, chuckling at your whine in disagreement, "sleep, my love. let me hold you and never let go."

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arafilez · 7 days

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It’s not like you are naïve or stupid but when your boyfriend comes over with that stupid, adorable smile on his face and sparkly eyes every bit of sense drops out of you. If you were the leads of a movie it would disgust you about how much in love the leads were.

So when Hyunjin walks in with a little frown on his face, your concern is immediately heightened to figure out what upset him this early in the morning. He looks up, smiling with his crescent moon eyes before eyeing his shirt and sighing. Again.

“What’s up, baby?” you ask, craning your neck towards him from the kitchen counter and glancing at the shirt. “It smells,” he whines lightly, a small pout etching his lips before it quickly dissolves and he says, “It is fine.”

“No, it is not,” you eye him in confusion and walk towards him to check. The shirt is absolutely new, only bought yesterday, so if it smells you are going to make sure to return it to the store with a complaint. You look down at the box and pick it up to your nose but nothing smells and you keep it down.

“Are you sure it smells?” you look over to Hyunjin who nods vigorously before stretching the shirt as an invite for you to smell it. He makes the usual disgusting face and even goes as far as side-eyeing the shirt and you know it.

It really does smell or else your boyfriend won’t be doing that. Maybe he is exaggerating a bit, but it still smells. “Wait, let me just,” your voice trails off as you bend down towards him and before you can take a whiff you feel his lips touch your head.

You jerk back abruptly staring at him in confusion as he giggles singing, “You fell for it.”

“What?” you stare at him in disbelief, not being able to process the fact that he just did all that to kiss your head.

“All that for a kiss,” your voice dies down when he cups your face and pecks all over it making you yelp and squirm at the same time. “Hyun no, it tickles,” his giggles cut off your voice as he presses a kiss over your lips and multiple pecks on them.

“What can I say? I just love kissing you,” Hyunjin says hugging you tightly and pressing another kiss on your head. You roll your eyes affectionately before hugging back this idiot. Your idiot.

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cheriiyaya · 1 month

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- I LIKE THE WAY YOU KISS ME !

Dazai knows he's a pretty boy, flaunting his looks and gaining the attention of everyone around him with nothing but a handsome face and a smooth, charming tongue. He also knows he drives you crazy.

just a few flirtatious glances and sly remarks thrown your way has you fisting your palms in your lap and your throat tightening and dazai knows this so well, he thinks your adorable like that.

He likes to use it to his advantage.

"hm? you seem to be a little warmer than usual dear...are you sick?" dazai hummed, nimble fingers running through your hair as you curled up nice and pretty on his lap while you two watched a movie. Although it was hard to when your bastard of a boyfriend made you hyper aware of him- an arm looped around your waist and his thumb rubbing circles on your hip, occasionally dipping lower to brush your thigh. his warm breath, tickling the back of your ear and neck, and those pretty lips of his that brushed up against your jaw whenever he moved even a bit had heat rushing up your neck and blooming on your cheeks.

You knew he could feel your rushing pulse- how could he not, when he was so close to the delicate, fluttering skin?- and you knew damn well that he knew what he was doing, dazai just wanted to watch you melt in his arms.

and it was working, dammit.

"I'm fine, osamu." you managed out, throat constricting around the words as you forced them out. dazai merely smirked and hummed, eyes set on the movie in front of you. you tried to focus on it but his touch, his scent, everything about dazai threw you off course.

"really? are you suuuure? I'm pretty sure atsushi was a little unwell yesterday, did you catch something from him?" he smirked, leaning his cheek against the side of your neck, "accidentally" dragging his lips down your jaw that made you shift in his lap. "wouldn't want ya to get sick, now would we?"

you didn't even need to look at him to see that stupid, shit-eating grin and that glint in those melting golden hues of his irises that make you weak in the knees. you knew he was looking for a reaction and you think one day you'll die because of this man.

"I'm not sick..." you mumble, swallowing thickly as dazai's thumb presses harder into your hipbone.

"are you sureeee?" he tilted your head towards him, breath blowing across your lips as his eyes stared into yours, lips tilted up and god did you want him to kiss you. "can't have you getting sick bella', can we?"

the thing that pushed you over the edge from his taunts was how his voice went a little lower, a lilt to his voice that had your spine shivering and brain a little fuzzy.

you stared at him wide eyed and blankly, too flustered to say much. you stammered out a few words that you couldn't register saying and suddenly dazai's kissing you, sucking the breath from your lungs as he tilts your head back to deepen the kiss. it was an awkward angle, head turned ungracefully to face him but you didn't care- how could you when you could taste his lips on yours?

after a moment dazai pulled back, took a breath and kissed you short and sweet. he held your face in his palm, thumb rubbing the corner of your lips as he smiled at you with warmth in his eyes.

"how was that? or is there nothing in that pretty little head of yours, hm?" dazai giggled, pressing his lips to your temple. you blinked once or twice and looked up at him, cheeks burning.

"god, shut up...you're insufferable!!" the movie had buzzed out in the background, neither of you paying attention. dazai simply laughed and nuzzled his face against your neck, squeezing you closer to him and pressing a quick kiss to your racing pulse.

he whispered, voice muffled against your neck.

"sorry, couldn't help myself darling."

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webslingingslasher · 3 months

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Care less

for the frat!peter girlies.

Peter blames his aunt.

May went and raised him to look forward to the middle of february. She would make little boxes and handwritten notes tied up with a fun-sized candy bar. May told him it was a day to celebrate love in its entirety. For a friend, for a teacher, for just the sake of love existing everywhere you went.

Except, not everyone likes valentine's day. Some even hate it. Some would loathe the day so much that Peter feels like an idiot for caring. Dinner reservations that were going to be ignored, flowers that would go wilted and chocolates that were never going to get eaten.

Peter has a handful of nothing and the one time he really wanted to outperform himself, it was brushed off and it was his aunt’s fault for getting his hopes up about valentine’s day. He had been so thoughtful too, planning weeks ahead to book a dinner slot and a fun date. Not to mention the mini fortune he spent on roses, not that you were a giant fan of roses but every girl deserves a bouquet on valentine’s, even if they triple in price. Peter even bought a second bunch of your favorite kind, just to prove he cared.

It meant nothing. His efforts meant nothing and maybe he shouldn’t have assumed, but he never thought that you’d hate the holiday. It was a day entirely built around feelings, around love- and you just rolled your eyes at him.

“I fucking hate valentine’s day.” You said it like it was nothing, taking two bites of a banana and handing it over to Peter. He asked if you were excited, maybe even hinting at that you should be excited. Peter Parker was about to romance the hell out of you. But not anymore.

“Explain that one for me?” A toss, the peel falls into the trash can. You shrug as if you’ve never thought about it before, but it’s something you’ve held in your chest for as long as you can remember.

“It was a holiday created by girls who didn’t feel loved enough by their boyfriends, or something. I think the practice is stupid, you should treat me good and do nice things for me everyday, not just once a year. And everything is crowded! Everyone has the same lame idea about dinner and a movie and flowers and… it’s just not something I buy into.”

Peter feels every bit of him curl up and die inside. Valentines is his third favorite holiday, he adores the pinks, reds, and purples. He loves seeing couples of every stage, the beginning stages or lifelong partners. They all love the same; with everything in them.

“Well, actually, I do have a confession. Chocolate covered strawberries. They’re outrageously expensive, but I buy them every year. If you’re wondering, I was hoping we could boycott the baby holiday and eat some strawberries or something.”

A small lift in his heart, it’s something. You’d be happy with one thing and he could deliver that, but first he has to try and sway you, right? Peter needs to preach what valentine’s is about, he needs you to understand how lovely it is.

“I’m surprised you hate it so much. I figured you’d love it, since it’s pink and feelings, and stuff.” You wink at him, you think it’s a joke and Peter’s in the same boat as you. “I know, right? It always seemed so gimmicky to me, I think.”

“That doesn’t mean it’s bad.” You pretend gag, Peter feels his heart sink into the hollow of his chest. “You’re right, it’s cringy and that makes it so much worse.” Peter doesn’t agree, not even in the slightest. Nothing about it is cringy, there’s nothing embarrassing about showing you love someone.

“Right. It’s cringy and a gimmick and everyone who participates is stupid.” Maybe he’s a little cynical, it hits harder when you nod with exaggeration. “So glad you agree, petey!” He doesn’t. Peter couldn’t be further away from your opinion but he’s really not in the mood to be shut down or judged, so, he just changes the subject and tries to ignore everything crumbling apart in the back of his mind.

“Isn’t this cute?”

You squint your eyes when you read the card, a tiny smile shows. “It’s cute. Not worth…” You snatch the glorified cardstock and flip it, your eyes widen, you pretend to choke on the dollar amount. “Ten dollars, holy shit. For some glitter? Fuck that.”

You want it out of your hold, scared that if even a speckle spread you’d be forced to buy it. “What happened to the good old days of making your own card? My mom used to eat that up.”

Peter delicately sets the card down, he tries to see it how you do, but he can’t. Sure, it’s wildly marked up, but wouldn’t your partner be worth the price? Peter would buy the moon for you if he could, a ten dollar Hallmark card won’t be his holdup.

But, maybe you’d like a handmade one more. He can do that.

Peter’s trying to be mindful of your opinion while also planting the seed that valentine’s isn’t all that bad into your brain. It’s days away and all he can hear in the back of his mind is ‘I fucking hate valentine’s day.’

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! Peter- do you fucking see this?”

A romantic gesture? A public display of love and admiration? Dozens of carefully inflated heart shaped balloons? A girl crying into the arms of her friend while her partner showers her with flowers. Is it the love? Is that what you’re pointing out?

“Yeah, it’s-”

“Disgusting.”

“-cute.” Peter frowns, is that what you really thought of valentines? Nothing was swaying your mind, Peter thinks that you’re more solidified in your mindset than before.

“I’m sorry, trouble, but I’m finding it hard believing you hate valentine’s day.” It’s like he just called you a slur, you pull your hand from his and stuff it into your jacket pocket.

“I don’t hate it, I loathe it. What do you see watching that? Personally, I’m seeing gravel covered flowers and wasted space that turns into deflated balloons. Fuck that.” Peter shakes his head, you’re seeing it wrong. “It’s about the gesture.”

“It’s about how you love someone so much, there aren't enough things in the world to buy to show it, and there are never the right set of words to say it quite right. I’ll buy all the flowers in the world for you, and I’ll use all the air in my lungs for these balloons but it’ll never match the love I have for you.”

Peter clears his throat. “That's what I see, anyways. I think valentine’s day is an excuse to be a little cringy and basic because we all want that sometimes.” He might’ve finally broken through, but you crack a grin and bump your shoulder into his.

“Ah, yes, because I’m so unfulfilled that a man has never gotten me a teddy bear for valentine’s day.” Would you want one? He could get you one. Or could that be a reason you might detest the holiday, not that he’d ever take your opinion for resentment or bitterness.

“Have you ever had a valentine?” A small stumble, your hand is tied into his again. “Besides elementary, nah. And honestly, I should be happy so I don’t have to deal with all that stuff.”

‘I should be happy so I don’t have to deal with all that stuff.’ But, now you do, don’t you?

“Trouble, you do realize you’re my valentine this year, right? And I’m yours?” You feel your breath catch, no, you hadn’t realized. It’s always just been another day for you and you assume the same for Peter, it’s not like there was much to celebrate.

“It’s also just a day that ends in Y.” Is that really the answer you have? It’s just another day to you, even if you finally have someone to claim? You might not care about the holiday, but Peter does and he’s going to get his valentine’s day, no matter what.

And you’re going to enjoy a handmade card.

And a teddy bear.

Peter’s finger-combing his hair after a shower, he’s had the reservation for weeks, but he also wasn’t aware of your detestment towards red hearts and arrows.

“Wanna grab some dinner wednesday?” If he didn’t say it by name he’s hoping you won’t scream bloody mary on him. “Sure.” A smile washes over Peter’s face, it drops in a second. “Wait, isn’t that valentine’s day? Ha, yeah, no thank you. You, me, and the entire city? Fuck that.”

‘Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that.’ Weeks boiled into nothing. “But, if you wanna cuddle and watch a movie I’m down.” It’s something. He’d get to give you flowers and a card and a teddy bear and he can’t forget the strawberries. You told him you loved them.

“Good with me, trouble.”

Peter tried to sway your mind, he tried to make you enjoy the love and glitter and colors. But you hated it all. So all he has to do is ditch the flowers and the dinner and just… do nothing.

Peter’s first real valentine and all he has to do is… nothing.

Three rose bouquets tossed onto his closet floor, it was haphazardly done. Petals scattered around the cellophane, some even reached to his shoes. They were thrown in without care, they were hidden.

But they were beautiful. A few front buds have taken a beating, but the others were fully blossomed and lively. You’ve never seen roses in such a vivid red, their petals almost like velvet under your fingertips, their smell unlike any other.

The thorns have been expertly shredded, nothing but smooth, soft stems in their wake. It doesn’t matter if Peter didn’t mean to have you see them, they were too gorgeous to leave locked away in a dark room. They deserved the affection water and sunlight would give them.

You clutched all three in your arms, the weight welcomed. You laid them out nicely across his bed, the third bouquet dropped a small card and you picked it right back up.

‘Trouble-

This day was made for you.

Charlie’s at 8.

Yours,

Peter’

You bit back a smile. Charlie’s? It’s nice, too nice. And expensive. Peter got you reservations at Charlie’s? Holding the card to your chest you nearly squeal, you have no idea how he kept the secret from you. Or the roses.

When you hear his bedroom door open you spin, waiting for him to be in the doorway so you can place a thousand kisses. Instead it’s Ethan and he looks surprised. “You’re here?” He points to the flowers, “Peter gave you those?”

“I found them in his closet, he just tossed them in here! And he must’ve forgotten to tell me about Charlie’s.” Ethan doesn’t smile with you, he’s not sharing any joy. For a second you start to wonder if you were the person who was supposed to receive the gifts.

“He didn’t forget.” You scrunch your face at him, “I think he did and I need to start getting ready now. Ethan, do you know how nice Charlie’s is? It’s fucking fancy.” You’re not prepared, you don’t have anything that screams Charlie’s worthy in Peter’s closet.

“No, you’re not hearing me. There is no Charlie’s and there weren't supposed to be roses. I was supposed to get them before you got here, but, here we are. No roses and no Charlie’s.” You smack at his arms, pulling at his fingers to drop your flowers.

“They’re mine!” Ethan’s on a mission to steal them, and he’s not being gentle.

“No, you didn’t want them.”

You watch him for a second, how could he say that, of course you want them. Thirty six reminders of Peter, how could you ever say no? You fight for what's yours, Ethan allows you to keep one bouquet.

“I do want them!”

Ethan’s not being nice to you tonight, he’s gruff with his response. “No. You didn’t.’

“You keep saying didn’t! I never said I didn’t want…”

Except you did. Just like you said you didn’t want to get dinner with Peter. You feel terrible, you feel like crying. He’d had this planned for weeks and the whole time all you did was poke fun and degrade the holiday not knowing you were crushing him behind the scenes.

You wanted the flowers, but you didn’t deserve them. You hand over the last bouquet silently.

“I think it’s best if you pretend you didn’t see these.” You can’t imagine the ache Peter must have in his chest, he planned something out just for you to stomp all over it. It’s not about the value, it was the gesture. He can’t tell you how he feels, but taking you out to one of the nicest places in the city, where you know it has a month minimum reservation list makes you understand him just a little bit better.

“This is so bad, Ethan. This is so,” you suck in air, “so bad.”

“It’s not terrible,” a crinkle when he shifts weight. “But it’s not great.” You wince, if you could, you’d go back in time and shove your foot in your mouth, or tell yourself to shut the fuck up.

“Well, I mean, what the fuck?! It’s fucking Peter! How was I supposed to know he was pro valentines day?”

“How was he supposed to know you were anti valentines day?”

You sink to the bed and hold your head in your hands, “I just want Peter right now.” You want to hug him and kiss him and tell him how sorry you were. Ethan hesitates for a second, before stepping closer to lay the flowers across your lap.

“You found them. They’re yours.” You protect them from being taken, but still have self-pity. “I don’t deserve them.” Ethan scoffs, “of course you do. Everyone deserves pretty flowers.”

You pout at yourself in the mirror and fix any smudges. Brushing out any stray wrinkles your newest dress might’ve made on the way over. Ethan had very kindly instructed a pledge to pick you up an outfit so you could change before Peter got back.

With minutes to spare, he’s back and taking a deep breath at your appearance. “Wow.” A surprised hum when you kiss him, you wipe red from his bottom lip while you apologize. “I’m so sorry, petey.”

“For what?” A look around the room, red roses give him the reason. “Oh. Hey, it’s no big deal and I-” A frown when you silence him by holding a finger to his lips.

“I’m sorry. I found those flowers and all I could think about was you and how much it meant to me that you got those for me, then I saw the card and I couldn’t believe you got us reservations and I just felt… special. I’ve never had a valentine, but I get it now. It’s just a day you get to dote on me extra hard.”

Another surprise kiss, “and if you didn’t already cancel I think we can get to Charlie’s on time. But if you did, that’s okay. Because I think those are the most lovely flowers I have ever gotten, and I might have seen a little teddy bear in there but I didn’t wanna get too presumptuous.”

This time, Peter kissed you. “There’s also a homemade card.”

“You didn’t!” You fall in closer to his chest, his hands can have free reign tonight, you wore the dress just for him.

“I did. I even wrote a little poem.”

A chaste kiss, “just when I think you can’t get better.”

“There’s also glow in the dark mini golf planned for after.” A peck, “so thoughtful and handsome.”

A whisper, he’s got blown pupils and hoping he’d get another kiss. “And your strawberries are in the fridge.”

Your hearts about to explode, “fuck, I love-” you stop yourself, but you heard it and so did Peter. He brushes it off, “love?” Fuck it, you’ll both keep circling around it.

“Yeah, I love love.”

A hungry kiss, a squeeze to the back of your thighs. “Yeah, I love love, too.”

#frat!peter blurbs #peter parker blurb #peter parker x reader #peter parker fluff #uni extras

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forcheol · 3 months

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౨ৎ this is home — csc

synopsis seeing a stupid father-daughter scene, you didn't think it would affect you this much. but, you come to a realisation that you don't need that because seungcheol is your home. pairing seungcheol x reader genre comfort word count 0.7k warnings implied daddy issues (bruv idek), lmk if i missed anything. hani's note this kinda happened to me minus cheol LMAO also wrote this while listening to yellow and sparks by coldplay, i'm in tears.

there's a father-daughter scene playing out on the screen in front of you. you don't feel any particular way when the father is looking at his daughter with love and adoration in his eyes as she rambles on about something that you've long forgotten about. but what seems to get you is how he holds her in a hug, a hand stroking her hair and him pressing a loving kiss to the crown of her head.

he never held me like that. why? i wish he did.

you don't notice your exhales becoming heavier and just a little louder as you try to control what's happening inside yourself. you don't even know why you feel this way, why the room suddenly feels warmer or why your nose starts to sting, why tears well up in your eyes and roll down your cheeks as you continue to watch. you don't know why your chest tightens. why is it suddenly so hard to breathe or swallow?

and you don't notice as seungcheol turns his head to figure out why you're crying at the movie. just as he catches another tear make its way down your cheek, his own chest tights, even more so when you inhale a half choked breath.

seungcheol knows.

he's immediately pulling you onto his lap, having you face away from the tv so you don't have to see that stupid scene anymore. feeling his warm arms envelope you makes you cry harder. it's as if a river had broken through a dam, not stopping anytime soon as it rushes and rushes hurriedly towards an open body of water. except that it can't.

seungcheol hushes you, rubbing your back with a large hand. up and down, up and down. running a hand over your hair and wiping your tears carefully with a thumb.

as he speaks, his chest vibrates against yours, "i'm here. i've got you, hm? safe with me, doll."

oh, his sweet words and the things they do to you.

you've calmed down and stopped crying but you feel out of breathe. every time you heave a breathe in, seungcheol presses you against him and you can't see it but he squeezes his eyes shut at the same time, heart breaking at the sounds.

"sorry," you whisper out finally, "didn't mean to—"

"sorry for what?" he stops you from answering that, "no need to be, okay?"

that look in his eyes. he means it and so much more. you can cry in my arms all you want. don't be sorry about it. i love you. i'm sorry there were people in your life who didn't love you like you were supposed to be loved but i'm here now. i'll love you the way you deserve and more.

you so badly want to break down in his arms again and it doesn't go unnoticed by seungcheol's observant eyes because he's holding you in his arms again. one arm going up to rest against the back of your head to smooth over your hair again and the other at your waist, squeezing gently.

"cheollie," he hums in response as he moves back to take a look at your tear stained face and glossy eyes. seungcheol's eyes tell you what he's feeling, he's hurting for you but he's also loving and caring for you silently as he watches you find the words, "what is it, doll? you can tell me anything."

"nothing...just," you suck in a breathe, "i love you."

there they go again, the tears in your eyes barge back in, uninvited.

seungcheol smiles ever so softly and kindly, you might disintergrate at the way he looks at you.

"oh, my baby," he places both of his calloused palms gently on your cheeks, "i love you, too. i'll always look out for you, remember that."

as you smile back at him, your eyes crinkle and the tears that had been staying in your eyes unwelcomed, finally fell. taking the moment in, you move closer to kiss seungcheol's lips and reciprocates with a chaste kiss. he whispers sweet words to you and it makes you shrink in his lap, hiding your face in his neck.

taking in his woody but fruity cologne, you know one thing for sure. this is home. seungcheol is your forever home and there's nowhere else that you would rather be.

#hani writes!#hani writes: csc #hani writes: svt #caratsland #scoups #scoups fluff #scoups x reader #scoups imagines #choi seungcheol #choi seungcheol fluff #choi seungcheol x reader #choi seungcheol imagines #seventeen #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagine

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animehideout · 5 months

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I’d really like to see JJK x plus size fem reader!! also FREE PALESTINE

JJK MEN X PLUS SIZE FEM¡ READER 💖

a/n : Thank you @sakuhannah for requesting and thank you for supporting Palestine, let's all Pray for our Palestinian brothers and sisters ♡

Warnings⚠️: fluff but with some smut.

characters: Gojo / Geto / Sukuna / Toji / Yuji / Nanami.

Its kinda long and I really hope you enjoy reading this💗.

Remember you are all uniquely beautiful, deserving of the world's wonders. Embrace your uniqueness, stay confident, and remember, you radiate brilliance just as you are. 🫶🏻

Gojo Satoru:

One word, this man is a simp for you.

Would flirt with you 24/7, even though you're already a couple.

Obsessed with your stunning curves and openly praises them, literally in front of everyone.

“Turn around and show me that beautiful ass of yours”

He's a very confident man, so he appreciates your self-confidence and how you stand smiling in front of the mirror.

He finds your self-confidence really sexy and attractive.

Satoru enjoys shopping with you, would spoil you and buy you expensive clothes and accessories.

Turns the store into a runway “Yeah do a little spin for me baby”

Would lowkey start a fight with people who work there if you can't find your size.

Picks out skirts for you because he loves how your legs look in them.

Loves how strong yet how gentle you are.

Your duality is his weakness, he loves your soft side as much as your badass side.

Loves how you treat his students with care.

You always hang out with him and his students and he really appreciate how you are interested in the things he's interested in.

Satoru is also a sweet tooth, so he enjoys sharing sweets and candies with you.

But, there are times when you are self-conscious. He would be you're number 1 hype man.

Wouldn't let you lose your self-confidence.

Never wastes a second to shower you with sincere compliments.

“I love you for you, I love each part of you”

Shows you off a lot, but gets jealous when someone looks at you for too long.

“No one else gets to have you but me, all for myself”

Satoru adores your ass, so he enjoys having you on top while doing it.

So he can slap your ass and squeeze it the way he wants.

“You drive me insane”.

Nanami Kento:

This man right here adores you.

He finds beauty in the uniqueness of your figure and the softness of your curves.

He likes to trace his fingers on your body and your stretch marks.

“You're majestic”

He might not be very expressive with words but damn, he can't keep his hands off of you both in public or private.

He's always placing a protective hand around your waist or hips giving you reassuring squeezes, silently conveying his love to you.

Admires you with a smile on his face whenever you're standing, sitting, walking...

He loves and respect you so much.

Loves how mature you are and how you can handle everything alone without any help, even though he's always there ready to give you a hand.

Whenever you're anxious, he always encourages you to embrace yourself, reminding you you constantly that your worth and beauty goes beyond the stupid society standards.

Wouldn't allow you to starve yourself and would spoil you with homemade food, so both of you could enjoy it while watching movies.

During intimate moments, he likes missionary so he can treat you like a princess.

Also cause you're on full display for his eyes to admire.

“My lady”

He loves your boobs, so during it he would give them soft squeezes.

Or simply burying his head there, leaving sweet wet kisses while making love to you.

“You are my love, my other half, my human diary, you're my everything y/n”

Toji Fushiguro:

Toji lives for your thighs, literally obsessed with them.

In private, in public, during family gathering this man doesn't care, his hands must be somewhere roaming your clothed or exposed thighs.

His affection is straightforward and genuine.

You're literally his type.

He compliments your boldness and self-confidence.

Admires the way you carry yourself, man he loves that.. lowkey turns him on.

He's a very supportive partner, he encourages you to go to gym dates with him not to lose weight tho, but rather to so both of you can keep healthy and entertained.

He loves you the way you are.

Toji values openness, so he appreciates it when you are open and talk about your insecurities to him.

His arms would provide you comfort and reassurance.

Creating a safe space for you.

“You're absolutely stunning and you're mine, dont ever forget that.. do you understand?”

He gets extremely jealous when someone looks your direction, he would show them that you belong to him only.

When both of you are relaxing, he buries his head between your inner thighs.

His hands wrapped around them, while he nibbles on the mellow skin.

“mm I wanna stay here forever ”

During intimacy, he likes eating you out.

He likes to position himself between your legs while you wrap your thighs around his shoulder squeezing him.

“Yeah, babygirl, squeeze me with those thighs”

Ryomen Sukuna:

The moment he saw you, he knew right away you'd belong to him and only him.

Openly compliments each part of your body.

“Every inch of you belongs to me”

But his actions speak louder than his words.

Despite his demonic nature, Sukuna tends to show you a tender side of him, just for you.

When you're under his touch, his fingers would gently brush your skin while his lips leave sugary yet sensual kisses there.

Very possessive of you, literally wouldn't let a living soul look at you, he's the only one allowed to admire you.

“ You dare to look at my woman like that? do you have a death wish brat?”

He's so damn protective of you, always resting his hand on your ass, especially in public; asserting dominance.

He's an overly confident man with a high god complex, so he admires confident people.

He fancies watching you enjoying yourself, he finds it intriguing.

He values your strengths, in personality in the way you carry yourself, in the way you show off in front of him with a smile on your face, oh girl he lives for that.

He sits back watching you with a big smirk as his eyes glued on your body.

“You're so fucking gorgeous, so fucking hot”

In rare moments when you doubt yourself he would look at you in confusion.

Doesn't understand the reason of why you're feeling down cause he sees you as a goddess (you are♡).

“huh why are you sad?_this dress doesn't look good on you?? are you fuckin kidding me? or is it an indirect way to make me rip it off of you?”

He's always keeping a watchful eye on you to ensure your safety and well-being.

And if someone dares to throw a comment your way, you can consider them dead.

He'll split them in half in a blink of eye without any mercy.

“Who do you think you are to talk to my woman like that? Know your place you fool!!”

While doing it oh damn, he worships that ass.

Gives you endless spanks till it's red.

He just loves the way it feels against his hands..

Makes you feel desired.

Expect a lot of doggy.

Geto Suguru:

Suguru is the sweetest and we all know that.

He didn't even consider your weight or size when he fell head over heels for you.

You're so beautiful and he loves the way you talk so softly.

Love you from head to toe.

He's got artistic sensibilities so he appreciates the aesthetic beauty of your figure.

You would catch him drawing or sketching you, showcasing his admiration for you as a work of art.

“You're a work of art y/n”

He likes the way you think, and the way you see things.

Admires how you help people with a smile on your face.

Admires how you play with kids while in his mind picturing a family with you.

Always making sure to remind you how beautiful and worthy you are.

Loves when you buy new clothes and try them in front of him.

Helps you get dressed or undressed and leaves kisses on your shoulders.

It makes him happy when you take his opinion on what to buy or wear.

Cooks your favorite meals to make sure you're eating well and not starving yourself.

When you're complaining about your weight he pulls you to sit on his lap to prove you wrong.

Enjoys having you on his lap especially while facing him.

When you're being harsh on yourself, he gets extremely sad cause he hates it when you feel that way.

Encourages you to embrace your body with love and pride.

He's very good at comforting so he'll never fail in boosting your self confidence.

During intimate moments, he's a fan of you riding him.

He loves having you on his lap whether facing him or not.

Preferably facing him so he can admire your face and grab your chest.

He WORSHIPS YOUR HIPS.

His hands glued on your hips the whole time guiding you.

“I'm in love with your smile, your voice, your laugh, your body, your eyes..but most importantly I'm in love with you”.

Yuji Itadori:

He didn't think twice to fall in love with you.

This baby adores you, appreciates every inch of you.

Always squishes your cheeks and bites them softly.

Gives your tummy a lot of playful kisses and blows a raspberry to make you laugh and hear your sweet giggles.

Your laugh is music to his ears.

Loves your curves and stretch marks.

He kisses each one of them and traces them with his finger tips while staring at them in admiration.

Compliments you with an infectious smile making you feel loved, cherishes and adored.

Always hyping you up.

He loves cuddling up to your chest, it's his comfort place.

Uses your boobs as a pillow.

“They're so soft...so comfy”

His face always buried there.

Buys your favorite snacks.

He's very romantic, always surprising you with affectionate gestures whether it's a bouquet of flowers, a hand written note or simply a back hug.

Loves your confidence and loves to show you off.

Proud to be your boyfriend.

“Yeah that's my girlfriend, thats my beautiful girl”

Whenever you feel sad or insecure he showers you with empowering words and gestures.

Brings back the smile to your face in no time.

“You're my heaven on earth y/n, I love you”

“I'm so lucky to have you”

Always encourages you to follow your passions and dreams.

Carries you everywhere, so expect a lot of piggyback rides.

Thank you for reading ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

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princessroraa · 1 year

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until i found you.

eddie munson x shy!reader

eddie munson knew everyone in the small town of hawkins, indiana. or at least he thought he did. it was a normal tuesday at hawkins high school when eddie was sitting with his friends from the hellfire club discussing the next campaign as per usual in the school cafeteria. he was laughing at a stupid joke one of the boys made before his eyes landed upon what he believed to be the most beautiful girl his cynical eyes have ever come across. she was sitting at a lunch table by herself with a chapter book in front of her and she seemed greatly interested in whatever she was reading. her eyebrows were furrowed and her tongue poked out of her mouth as she read what was in front of her.

eddie knew it was weird to stare, but he just could not help himself. “dude, what are you staring at…oh god” dustin henderson trailed off as he watched eddie get up from his seat and make his way over to the girl’s table. the hellfire club watched in anticipation, wondering which way this was going to go. eddie sat down in front of her and she pulled her attention from the book in front of her. even up close, she was just as beautiful. she watched as his chocolate brown eyes widened and he gulped a bit. “i-uh… what are you reading?” he asked nervously as he fiddled with the rings on his fingers.

she could feel her heartbeat quicken with each second. she never would have thought that the cutest guy in school would just walk up to her and start a conversation. “um..the princess bride.” she spoke. her voice was so soft and sweet, eddie swore he could have collapsed right then and there. they sat there for a split second, gazing into each other’s eyes. at that moment, it didn’t even feel like they were in public. “i-i’m eddie by the way. leader of the infamous hellfire club” he introduced. she smiled. a beautiful genuine smile.

“yes, the hellfire club. i’ve seen you guys around” she said. eddie felt his heart immediately skip a beat. “you’ve seen us around, huh? don’t know how i could miss such a beautiful face” he smirked. he watched as her cheeks tinted a light red shade and she looked down at her closed book with a smile on her face. “you’re cute” she chuckled. her eyes immediately widened at the words that slipped past her lips while eddie smiled so hard his dimples were visible.

“hm.. well, you think i’m cute and i think you’re absolutely breathtaking so..would you wanna get some coffee with me sometime?” eddie asked, holding in a nervous breath. her heart was doing somersaults at this point. she’d had a crush on the metalhead since the beginning of her freshman year and now, here she was being asked out by him. eddie waited for her response with a heart full of hope. she nodded her head. “i’d love to” she smiled and eddie let out that breath he was keeping in. “good, good..i’m glad” he smiled at her.

it was that exact weekend they went on their coffee date. they talked and got to know each other to the point where there was nothing left to tell. eddie admired her love for books and cliche movies while she admired his love for music and dungeons and dragons. ever since that date, their friendship grew quickly. it seemed that no matter where eddie was, you could always find her by his side, following him around like a lost puppy. and eddie absolutely adored it. he never thought a girl would enjoy being around him as much as she did.

she didn’t care for the way people viewed him. she didn’t care for the weird looks she received from other students in the hallways. to the town, he was a “freak”. but to her, he was the sweetest angel she had ever crossed paths with. and eddie seemed to grow fiercely protective of her once he came to notice how emotionally sensitive she could be and how she wasn’t necessarily a social butterfly. after a few months of hanging out nearly every day, their friendship started to change. but not in a negative way. they both looked at each other in a way he didn’t understand. it was a look of admiration and love. one day after school, eddie drove her to lovers lake where he already had a picnic laid out on the grass with a soft blanket.

he held her hand as they walked over to the little setup. they sat there until the sun began to set. they talked, laughed, ate snacks, and flirted with each other. as she stared at the beautiful sunset, eddie took this as a chance to make his move. he gently put a finger under her chin and turned her head softly to look at him.

he didn’t miss the way her cheeks turned a light shade of pink. “can I kiss you?” he asked. their faces were so close that their lips were already brushing. she almost immediately nodded her head. “yeah..please” her voice came out in almost a whisper. in that moment with their lips pressed against each other, eddie swore he could melt. he loved how soft her lips were. how perfectly they both moved together in sync when kissing. “i never thought i’d ever fall in love until i found you” he mumbled with a smile as his forehead rested on hers.

just wanna say, i haven’t written anything in such a long time so, i’m so sorry if this is horrible. but thank you for taking the time to read it ♡

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pablitogavii · 6 months

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NNN

Apperantelly, in America there's this thing called no nut november ;))

After hearing about it and making a bet with his friends (without thinking obv!!), Pablo was trying his best to be a winner of NNN. Everyone who knows Pablo, knows he LOVES to win and this challenge was no different.

First week was relatively easy because he was away most of the time for Champions League so there were not as man temptations as when he's home with you...like right now ;)

"Why would you agree to something so stupid amor!? It's pointless!!" you said removing your makeup in the bathroom wearing one of your new thongs.

"It's a proof of character and strenght of mind princesa!" Pablo said from the bedroom and you rolled your eyes (he didn't see it but he knew you did it).

"It's literally a relationship destroyer! Plus, there is no way you'll win Pablito!" you said stepping out of the bathroom immediately noticing your boy eyeing your new thongs.

"Hmm..why..um..why not princesa??" he was asking meanwhile his eyes staring directly at your pussy and his lower lip hanging adorably. He was craving you and you used it to your advantage ;)

"Because most of your friends are single..and it's harder for a taken man to resist..much..harder" you smirk touching his clear bulge but he pulls away running his hand through his sweaty hair. You were torturing him!!

"You should put some clothes on princesa!" he said and you giggled shaking your head and jumping towards the bathroom making your ass cheeks jiggle. That made pablo gulp..maybe he hasn't thought this through as he thought..

"Hm they are my new thongs..do you like them Pablitoo??" you teased wiggling your butt in front of his face and he smacked it roughly making you whine and jump to look back at him.

"I can still do that, so behave!!" he said clenching his jaw and you rolled your eyes calling him "no fun!" before jumping to bed.

Ever since that night,, you made it impossible for the poor boy to complete his task. For the next two weeks you would do everything in your power to drive Pablo mad every time he was spending time with you. It became too much fun!!

Every time he is laying in bed waiting for you, you would "accidentally" straddle his lap to fix your pillow before laying down and raising your hips up so that you bum was impossible to miss. Oh, and Pablo certainly didn't miss it. He would always place blanket over it to help himself (twilight anyone?). He would kiss your neck before saying a quick "goodnight" and trying desperately to sleep.

"I'm missing you amor.." you pout during a movie night since he was so far away and you just wanted your cuddle bear back not even caring about anything more(well you were always down to tease and make this challenge harder for him tho).

"Bueno..I'm gonna cuddle you but be good, vale?" he said moving closer and you nod although giving him naughty eyes. He knew he was in a world of trouble the moment your hands were on his body.

The longer the movie laster, the more wandering your hand got moving slowly downwards making him continually gulp and observe your actions.

"Amoor!! Basta!" he said and your grinned looking up as his hand gripped your raising it up and placing it on his heart again.

"Why is it so important for you to win this..!?" you whined starting to kiss his neck and he pulled back shaking his head no in response. Ughh you hated this!!

"Because they keep saying I'll fail cause I have a girl and I like to prove them all wrong!" he said and you sighed getting up and saying you were in no mood for a movie anymore just leaving to the bedroom.

You were so needy and desperate being touch starved but knew Pablo's rules were clear about touching yourself without permission..nobody touches what's his quoting him anytime you tried asking in the past.

"Amoor! Por favor..touch me..I need you pleasee!!" you whined when he joined you and Pablo told you that the month is over soon and that he will pleasure you properly then. But you didn't want "properly"..you wanted something..anything..right now.

"So just let me touch myself then!!" you say back angrily feeling his hand grip your neck as he came closer to your face.

"The answer is 'no' preciosa! You're mine and only mine!" he said and you gave him innocent eyes while nodding your head submissively..damn it he still got that effect on you!!

"Now shut up and cuddle me!" he said pulling you in as both of you fell asleep utterly unsatisfied and tired. This f sucked!!

"Someone haven't been sleeping..did our little Pablito cave??" Ferran teased during Practice and Pablo had enough really snapping this time.

"NO, I haven't cabrón! I didn't sleep cause she would cuddle up so close to me, I swOre to god I was gonna explode! This is stupidest thing I've ever chose to do!" Pablo just went to the dressing room where Balde was ready to add salt to his wound.

"You know I've heard stories of girls cheating much more during nnn because their guys don't satisfy them properly.." he said and that was the end of it as Pablo grabbed his bag and practically ran home.

Balde's words kept replaying in his head as he imagined some other man fucking you sensless in your shared apartment while he was on training..he was done with this bullshit! He wants you and will have you now!

"AMOR!" Pablo yelled barging inside like a maniac and you jumped in the kitchen while washing some salad later for lunch.

"Que pasa Pablito!? You alright??" you ask walking up to him and touching his face while he looked at your body wearing your home dress that looked way too delicious on your right now. Pablo couldn't resist anymore.

"Ohh nena.." he groaned placing his hands on your ass which took you a little by surprise after week of touch starvation. It felt nice to feel his hands on your body again..but why now??

"Que haces cariño??" you say while his eyes were practically glued on your cleavage as his bulge hardened more inside his shorts.

"Mm let's go.." he said and you raised your eyebrows deciding to play hard to get a little after being so patient for him.

"Go where??" you played dumb and he smirked looking towards your shared bedroom and then back at your lips while licking his own.

"But your challenge? You wanted to win." you say moving your hands to his shoulders while his moved up to grip your breast and then back down to your ass. Fuck..he was feeling you up and it felt SO DAMN GOOD!!!

"Here's a new challenge..make my girl cum until she passes out with my dick still buried deep inside her perfect pussy!!" he said grabbing your hips wrapping your legs around his torso carrying you towards your shared bedroom being utterly done with NNN!!!

Hope you enjoyes;) An idea sparked and vuola!!

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beomie3 · 3 months

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seoul - choi soobin

bf!soobin x reader

summary: a night in the sparkling city of seoul with your boyfriend is all you could ever ask for <3

content: rainy city night vibe, date night in seoul, extreme fluff, movie date, cuddles, soft smut, soobin is whippeddd and gives you everything you want bc you’re his princess :3 soob is a teeny bit dom in bed this time around hehe

wc: 1.8k

♫ title track: seoul - rm

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seoul city lights lit the wet cement under your feet, finding beauty in the way it reflected the buildings like a mirror. the scent of rain flooded your senses with every deep breath in, entranced with the gentle pitter-patter on the umbrella overhead.

"bin we're gonna be late!" you giggled, hugging your boyfriend tightly under the umbrella you shared, having to hold it a bit lower to his head with how much taller he was than you. you stood on your tiptoes, kissing the tip of his nose when he faced you, cold and red from the chilly breeze.

the corners of his lips curled upward, eyes nearly closing with a big smile as a giggle escaping his lips; the sight and sound you so loved, making your heart bloom every single time.

arriving at the theatre, soobin held the door for you, sliding the umbrella closed and tucking it under his arm. the warm, popcorn scented air brought nostalgia to you at an instant, wanting to hop around like you were a little kid again.

he found your excitement adorable, taking his phone out on the sly and capturing a few candid photos of you with your hands full with popcorn, candy, an icee; everything you wanted.

you situated yourselves in the cushiony loveseat, soobin's long arm immediately wrapping around your shoulder, bringing you close to his side. of course, it was natural by now, but your heart still beat like it was your first date. the scent of his fresh hoodie, the warmth of his chest against your cheek. he was your home.

enjoying the movie you'd been waiting to see for months alongside soobin was the perfect way to start off your night together; looking up at him when he laughed at something funny on the screen, feeling his laughter vibrate through his chest and immediately rubbing off on you like a happy pill.

when he caught you looking at him he'd smile down at you, leaning down to press his lips to yours for a quick peck. or two. or three.

stepping out into the cold night after sitting in a warm theatre for hours was refreshing, filling your lungs with crisp, damp air. your boyfriend ran a few finger through his black hair, showcasing his beautiful face you could just stare at forever. knowing that if you told him how handsome he is he'd cover his face and deny it.

on the way home, you ordered chicken and beer, your favorite late night meal to share together after a fun night out. curled up on the couch of his high rise apartment together, laughing over stupid jokes and devouring the drumstick in your hand.

"have i ever told you that you look exactly like a bunny?" you tilted your head, pinching his cheek, flushed from several drinks.

"you literally tell me that all the time!" he folded over into your lap with a squeaky laugh, coming up for a breath with a hand was over his mouth.

"stop covering your mouth and let me see your cute bunny teeth!" you wrestled his big hand away from his mouth, realizing he wouldn't budge so you tickled his sides, making him jolt away.

you held his face with two hands, the pretty face you could just hold and kiss for an eternity.

"such a cute bunny," you pressed a kiss to his puckered lips, then peppering them all around his face. he wrinkled his nose, hugging the plush of your thighs

brushing your teeth together consisted of blasting music through his phone, using your toothbrush as a makeshift microphone for a solid 20 minutes before you decided it was time to actually use it for its purpose.

the city view from his apartment was the prettiest view of seoul there was; sitting at his bed in front of the large pane windows and just watching the city together, his long fingers raking through your scalp as you lay in his lap.

"i love seoul," his voice emerged from the stillness of the room, eyes following the droplets of water that scurried a long the glass.

"only because it's where i met you." you turned to face him as he tucked your hair behind your ear, sitting up on your arm, hair messy from him playing around with it. but what could you say, it was your favorite hairstyle only because he styled it.

"i love seoul too. only because of this one giant bunny." you grinned, his smile slowly growing in the dark, only lit by the city lights. you slowly met his lips as he leaned in, kissing them gently, forever entranced with how soft they were.

he ghosted his fingers along your jaw, then down your arm, it's faintness bringing chills to pelt your body all over, breath hitched in your throat.

you wore one of his oversized shirts, suddenly conscious that you wore nothing but panties underneath, wanting him to slip both off of you at this instant.

soobin was always slow and gentle with you, taking his time to properly warm you, give you the attention you wanted and needed.

pulling you to his straddle his lap, the kisses grew hot and heavy, sensing the tent in his boxers grow against you, wrapping your arms around him.

slowly lifting the large cotton shirt over your head he threw it aside, pressing your warm chest to his and exploring one another's mouths with the dart of tongues.

he switched your positions; laying you down on your back onto the cold sheets, gently lowering your head to the pillow. lowering his weight fully on top of you, loving the feeling of his bare torso and chest on yours, skin to skin, running your fingers across the plains of his back.

with the swiftness of his long fingers, your panties were off and just another mere article of clothing on the floor. one by one they collected in a heap on until you were both completely bare against one another.

"binnie," you whispered against his lips in between a heated kiss. "mhm?" he ghosted his lips over your cheek, soft yet needy eyes on yours.

"i need you, please-," you squirmed helplessly against him, afraid that you couldn't deal with one more second of him not inside of you.

"-need my pretty baby," you wrapped your legs around his hips to cage him in, hands around the back of his neck to pull him into your lips.

he moaned against your mouth at the sensation of your hot skin right up against his, the plush of your breasts squeezing against his chest. he just couldn't take it anymore.

"you need me baby? i'll give it to you, i'll give it all to my pretty princess," his voice was hoarse yet soft against your neck, his neediness to ram into you was through the roof. he just couldn't wait to be buried inside of you and make love to you.

after grinding himself against your wet entrance, he decided it was time and lined himself up with you, staring into your eyes to nearly catch a glimpse of your soul when he slowly thrusted into you.

the moans that left your mouth were unexplainable. the way your tongue danced with his, the way your walls fluttered around him, the way your hands grasped at each other’s skin and hair. in this moment, you were one. you loved this feeling more than anything, the feeling of being united with the love of your life.

your legs squeezed tighter around his hips as he interlaced your fingers and pinned them to either side of your head, heightening your senses as you were completely out of control. your binnie was feeling a bit dominant tonight…and it turned you on beyond comprehension.

"just relax and let me love you baby," he whispered into your ear and you nearly lost it. legs going limp by his sides and just letting him take over. it felt so amazing; your body moving up and down with each and every of his thrusts.

"i love you so much," he kissed your lips so softly, wrestling with your tongue in between every moan and whimper. the feeling of love that encapsulated your heart in this moment was overwhelming and you realized you were already so close to your climax.

"i love you so much bin- i'm getting…close-" you threw your head back and he knew what was around the corner.

"let it all go baby, give it all to me," his deepened his thrusts and quickened his hips against yours the perfect pace until you were right on the cusp, just one more thrust and you would completely unravel around him.

"oh god soobin!! right there” you whimpered and he caught your moan with his mouth, kissing you so deeply as your sounds harmonized, the twitch of his thick cock with the spasms of your walls as you came crashing down, catching your breath like it was your last.

he unpinned your hands and they flew directly to his hair, grabbing handfuls as you came so hard around him, his large hands grabbing a handful of your hips as he emptied his warmth deep inside of you.

you came quicker than normal tonight, maybe because you felt your love so deeply for him in this moment, or maybe because he was being a bit more dominant that it didn’t take much to have your heart racing with the heat of a fresh orgasm.

his forehead was gently plastered to yours, beads of sweat transferring from his ends of his hair to yours, mixing together in a sweet concoction of your love.

when your eyes fluttered open you were met with his deep brown, almost black eyes in this lighting. the city lights nearly sparkling in them as they shined so brightly through the window beside you.

this entire time he kept himself buried within you, that was, until he remembered the bath bombs he just bought and so direly wanted to try with you.

he slowly pulled himself out of you, placing his gentle lips to your damp forehead, kissing the spot more than ten times, going from soft to more aggressive as your laughs got progressively louder.

“my princess deserves a bath after being so good to me,” he looked at you with smiling eyes, wrapping his arms under your shoulder blades to peel you off of the bed.

your legs wrapped around his hips instinctively when he picked you up and carried you to the bathroom.

he began showing you all of the bath bombs he bought the other day on his way home from work, displaying them all on the bathroom counter and going on about how he thought you’d love the scent of each one and how he’s been wanting to use them with you.

your heart was filled with so much joy in this moment, all day for a matter of fact. as long as you were with soobin you felt right at home. it felt like a dream, living in seoul with such an amazing guy who treated you like a princess.

your big bunny, your home, your soobin <3

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a/n: this idea was in the drafts for a while but i finally decided to bring it to life. i just love city lights so much and these rainy night pics of soob just went so well with it. hope u all enjoyed! <3

here is a other pic of soob from this night hehe

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mixtape-racha · 5 months

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cw: unprotected sex, exhibitionism, mentioned seungmin, fem!reader

getting pounded by minho while the other members are in the next room over, his hand clamped over your mouth so tight your head is spinning and you adore it

all you can hear is the slapping of skin and minho's grunts, accompanied by your muffled whimpers and the way he pressed kisses against your shoulder has your eyes rolling back

he's so deep you swear you can feel him in your pelvis and you've been going at it so long your bodies are practically glued together with the sweat dripping off of both of you

soon enough, the boys will get concerned that it's been quiet for so long and come looking - there's only so much a stupid movie playing in the background can cover up

you clench at the thought of one of the members catching you like this, and you pray that minho won't notice, or care enough to question it

of course, he's smarter than you give him credit for and he chuckled against your skin, the lines of his smirk practically imprinted on you

"thinking about them coming to find us, hmm? seeing you like this, all spread out for mine like you should be?"

god, you hate that he knows you so well

"wouldn't that be a shame? probably traumatise poor felix. jeongin would move out. but what about seungmin, huh?"

your eyes rolled again, and you're just glad he can't see your face right now or you know he'd tease you forever

"now, seungminnie... i bet he'd like it. maybe a little too much, if you know what i mean?"

of course you did, but you weren't going to stop him talking now - not with the way your stomach was twisting and your chest pounding

his hips almost seemed to speed up as he continued talking, and it was then that you knew you had something to use against him

"maybe i'd let him watch. let him jerk his pathetic cock at me fucking you... or maybe we'd switch. maybe i'd let him take my place, and you could put on a show for me."

your thighs shook as you pushed your ass back against him to meet his thrusts, orgasm so close that you could almost taste it

"i reckon you could ruin him. have him whining and whimpering the way you usually do while you ride him. make him a complete bitch, yeah?"

you cried out into his hand, knowing he was close to his release too and wanting to finish together, but holding back was so, so hard

"you wanna make seungminnie a messy slut, yeah? put on a show for me, show me how much of a good girl you really are-- oh fuck, c'mon, baby, cum for me-"

your knees buckled as you came, the feeling overwhelming as minho's load shot inside of you

he took his hand away from your mouth, peppering you with kisses as he pulled out, but the silence couldn't be kept for long

"i'm gonna clean you up, and then we're gonna talk more about this, yeah?"

(a/n: scheduled post!)

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heartsatoru · 6 months

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Taking what’s not yours

english wasn’t my first language so excuse any mistakes in the writing or smth 😭

WARNINGS!!! dead dove: do not eat. dub/ con dacryphilia, rough sex, hair pulling, virginity loss, deepthroating, dumbification. name calling, fem reader, p in v & other stuff that I forgot 💀

You stay at Yuji’s dorm for the night, but Sukuna decides to play with you before Yuji gained control of his body again.

You staying over at Yuji’s dorm for the night and cuddling with him was nothing out of the ordinary. Your body on his, face nuzzled in his neck, while his arm is wrapped around your back, caging you to him. The smell of him always comforted you as you dozed off into sleep. It’s no secret that both of you have a thing for each other. However, both of you chose to ignore that very obvious fact for whatever reason, even though friends, and even teachers (mostly gojo, teasing you) would ask you when you two would start dating. But you didn’t know how to respond because such a sweet, gentle boy having a crush on you was unbelievable to you. How did you get that lucky?

But Yuji thought he was the lucky one. He loved hanging out with you, going to the movie theaters and watching stupid movies nobody else would watch with him. Yeah, you also thought they sucked and teased him for it, but it was worth it just to see him smile. Going out with him always meant a day full of laughter because of all the stupid things he did and said, which you adored about him. Even missions were fun with him

Obviously, there was always the threat of the ancient curse harming you when he was let out during missions. Such a malicious curse inhabiting a sweet boy like Yuji never stood right with you. You kinda felt sorry for the boy.

But the weird thing was that whenever Sukuna swapped with Yuji to exorcise a curse on a higher grade than both you and Yuji combined, he never even attempted to hurt you.

Of course, there were the occasional threats of gouging your eyes out whenever you had the nerve of looking him in the eye, but besides that, he was almost.. gentle with you?

Yuji also always seemed to be having an internal battle with him too whenever you were around. His cheeks always flushed red as he furrowed his eyebrows while he argued with the curse. You kinda of did want to question him about it but maybe it was a sensitive topic, so you just shrugged it off. Whatever.

But right now, all you could focus on was cuddling with Yuji. You can feel the sense of happiness that always seems to be on him, giving you a sense of security. Your entire body was on his torso and thankfully, you weren’t too heavy for him. You wrapped your arms around his one arm, soon following your legs, slightly wrapped around his lower arm, resting his hand near your inner thigh. Your head was on his upper chest, listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat. A small smile crept up on your face, before finally dozing off to sleep. Safe and secure, in his arms…

Until something didn’t feel right.

Something in the air changed.

Something in Yuji changed.

The difference was enough to make you yolt out of your slumber, sweat droplets starting to form on your forehead and chest, before you notice Yuji’s hand coming up to your face.

A deep voice spoke, and you immediately recognized the terrifying voice.

Ryomen Sukuna.

“Scream and I’ll kill you.”

You could feel your heart drop to your stomach at those words. All you could do was pathetically whimper, as you nod your head slowly in compliance, tears forming in your eyes.

You knew you were much weaker than Sukuna. He could easily snap your neck in half at any given time, so fighting him wasn’t even an option.

“That’s my girl.. just be good for me and we’ll both get what we want. Though, i’m sure the brat will wake up in no time.” He responded, leaning near your ear as he held a sly grin on his face.

Then, you felt it.

You felt the hard outline of.. something pressing onto your lower back. Eyes widening in shock, you try to squirm your way out of his grasp as he places his hand over your warm, clothed cunt, relishing it’s heat.

“Fuck..” He groaned, slightly throwing his head back as you continue to squirm on his boner.

“Y’know you really aren’t h-helping your case, right? Such a dumb girl. I haven’t even ruined you yet.”

He sat up & sat you on his lap to have better control of the situation. He watched your futile attempts to escape in amusement, almost mocking you.

Looking down at every curve of your body, the curse started anticipating how it would be like just ruining you. How fun it’ll be squeezing your hips as he ruthlessly ruts into you. Leaving hickies scattered all over your body, claiming you as his.

“Mmmnh—no!! s’kuna—!!” You pleaded, being muffled by his hand over your mouth. You frantically scratch at his hands, despite the growing wetness on you heat.

He chuckles at your struggle. “You’re being awfully loud. Do you want other people to hear us?” He mocks, while he starts kneading your clothed cunt getting you as wet as possible to better able to slide into your virgin pussy easier.

“Nnn—mmmgh.. pleashhhmm..—-!” You cry out. You were a virgin. Was he actually planning on taking this any further? You couldn’t possibly have your first time be with.. him. Tears start to fall down your face & drool coats the hand muffling your cries.

A cocky grin appears on his face. “Don’t worry, you’re doing so good for me. Keep this up and I’ll please you real good, yeah?” He says, smirking against your neck.

Your hips start to thrust up to his touch, begging for him to touch your bare cunt. Your wetness was starting to seep through your panties, making you feel ashamed of yourself. But fuck, you were so horny that it started to ache. You wanted needed him so badly.

You place your hand over his hand that’s kneading your cunt, applying pressure to it shamefully trying to please your needy cunt, much to his surprise.

“Atta girl. Although, I didn’t expect you to be such a slut.” He mocks.

He tugs on your shorts before asking you flirtatiously, “You wanna get rid of these? Yeah? How’s that sound?”

“Nn..mmm..nnoo.. smtop..!” You whimper out, nodding your head no. You didn’t want him to see how badly your cunt needed him, despite you begging him to stop.

Completely disregarding you answer, he swiftly discarded your shorts and panties in one quick motion. You try closing your legs in shame & embarrassment, but to no avail. Sukuna forced your legs wide open, admiring the way your wetness glistens in the moonlight peaking through the window. The cool air on your wet cunt made you shiver, as you squeezed your eyes shut, throwing your head back at what’s to come.

“Dripping wet already? You need me so badly, don’t you?”

Muffled babbles came from your lips. Your cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and your eyes followed Sukuna’s hand as it travelled lower and lower.. You watched as he roughly shoved a finger into your soaking cunt, feeling the way your walls seemed to suck him in. Lewd squelching sounds came from between your legs as your own wetness began covering your inner thighs. But that wasn’t enough. You began thrusting your hips up, craving more of his addicting touch. He pushed your hips down forcing you to stay still, leaving him in control of your pleasure. Hitched needy breaths frantically came out of your nose making you feel all flushed and hot.

His finger curled hitting all the right spots as he thrusted in and out of you, sending electric waves through your whole body. You wanted to deny this euphoric feeling but your walls kept clamping around him as he viciously hit your g-spot over and over again, and you just couldn’t bring yourself to stop. His other drool-soaked hand left your mouth, making your moans hard to keep quiet. Sukuna’s hand drifted off onto your cunt, rubbing your bud while his other hand continued thrusting into you rougher. He inserted a second finger, making a scissoring motion as he stretched you out.

Oh my god. His fingers felt heavenly. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as you begged him to stop through broken sobs. What would Yuji think of this? Just imagining his reaction makes you feel awful about yourself. You weakly claw at his hands working at your cunt as an overwhelming feeling starts to build up at the core of your stomach.

“P—please!! ‘Kuna.. you c-can’t—h-hah.. Yuji.. he’s gonna..- Ah—!” Your sentence gets cut off at a new feeling on your cunt.

A mouth formed on his hand. Licking between your folds, thrusting in and out along with his fingers. It was all too much. Uncontrolled sobs leave your lips as tears of overstimulation trail down your face. You looked down at your cunt, watching all the chaos unfold.

Loud slurping noises filled the room, as your legs began to tremble. Juices fell out of your cunt and onto your ass, only to be licked up by Sukuna again. He wouldn’t dare waste a single drop of your essence. Not when he’s been craving you for this long. But this was too much for you. His mouth sucked on your small bud, making you arch your back in pleasure. He continued eating your pussy like a starved man, leaving you to grip the sheets trying to keep yourself steady. All of this pleasure was making you dizzy.

“Hmm? What was that you were saying?” He teased, admiring the tears trailing down your prettyface.

You couldn’t do anything but let out pathetic sobs and whimpers. You lean your head back again and he took that as an opportunity for his lips to litter dark hickies all over your neck. This combination of pleasure was completely foreign and overwhelming for you. You could even feel Sukuna’s clothed brick-hard cock on your ass. The tension in your stomach was building up, fast and strong.

Sukuna took notice of this, with how your walls seemed to clamp around him. He looked down, his head over your shoulder, watching your hips desperately bucking at his movements as his tongue vigorously lapped over your labia, then circling your clit. He started mercilessly thrusting harsher and deeper into you, making you roll your eyes so far back, you swear you’re seeing stars in your vision.

“Feelin’ good?” He groaned, looking up from your neck to see your pretty tears fall on your face.

With a loud cry—-a cord snapped inside of you. Your juices squirted all over his hands as you gasped for air. He watched you squirt on the sheets & on his hands until you’re finally done.

“You taste sweet, y’know that? Here, have a taste.” He says, removing his hands from your overstimulated cunt. The hand with a mouth on it cups your face, his tongue slipping between your lips. He was right, you did taste sweet. Your own taste mixed with his saliva flooded your mouth, as drool seeped down your chin. His mouth vigorously kissed you, and you struggled against him from a lack of air.

You swear you could feel his long tongue reach the back of your throat, before he finally ended the kiss with a string of saliva connecting you two. He left you cumming & gasping for air with just his hands alone. You couldn’t lie, that did turn you on. Your nipples hardened underneath your shirt as you came down from your high. But still, you wanted more.

You lean back against his chest, exhausted. For half a second.. everything felt oddly peaceful.

“Get on your knees between my legs.” He says abruptly.

“W-wha..?”

“You think me pleasuring you came without a cost? Tch. Please.” He rudely responds.

You quickly slid down between his legs despite your own legs being shaky. You met face to face with his hard, giant boner.

Holy shit. Just looking at the outline of his cock, you had no idea how that was gonna fit in your throat, let alone your mouth.

You put your hand over his bulge trying to fathom just how that thing was supposed to fit into you.

“Well?” He impatiently asked, snapping you out of your train of thought.

“Please me like your life depends on it. I don’t care if you’re unexperienced.”

You let out a shaky sigh, eyeing his massive size. Your heart nearly burst out of your chest.

Slowly lowering his pants, you could see the outline of his cock even better. The tip was oozing with precum, leaving a wet patch on his boxers. You pressed his tip with your thumb making his thighs clench under your arms in response as he hissed impatiently.

Hesitantly pulling down his boxers, his cock sprung out. Your eyes widened in disbelief. How was Yuji this big? Then you remembered. Yuji. This was his body. A wave of guilt hit you once more. Tears whelmed in your eyes again, as you began stroking his cock starting at the base. Licking his tip, you licked up all of his salty precum while swirling your tongue all around his tip. Drool seeps down to the base of his cock, lubricating his length for you. Your hands move down to pleasure and stroke his balls and base as your mouth worked its way down the entirety of him.

“Mmgh.. k..keep going. Just like that.” he groaned out in pleasure.

You start to gag around him. His length feels neverending. You can feel him start to reach the very back of your throat and you start to find it harder and harder to not gag.

But you couldn’t even deny the fact that you were getting wet once again. You put one of his legs between your legs, and start grinding your pussy on his thigh. Your clit dripped wetness onto him, but you didn’t even care. He could snap your neck and you’d still squirt all over him.

You started realizing how pathetic you were. You could easily cum off of his thigh alone. A virgin like you being this touch starved for the king of curses was almost comical.

Your moans around his dick sent vibrations all throughout his length, earning in some hearty grunts & curses of approval.

Finally, after what felt forever, you finally took in his whole length. You could hardly breathe. His thick, long cock made it practically impossible for you to get any air in your lungs. Nonetheless, you began to bob your head up and down, relishing the veins on his hard cock.

His breathing got heavy, as he tangled his fingers in your hair slightly pulling at your scalp. Your hands fondled his balls making sure to not leave a single part of his length unattended. Still grinding his thigh, your jaw began hurting from having to make room for such thick length.

He threw his head back, shutting his eyes as his adams apple bulged out. You look up at him for praise, before focusing back on pleasuring him like your life depended on it.

You could feel his cock pressing against the walls of the inside of your throat. That didn’t stop you though, that just meant you were taking in as much of him as possible. He could see the outline of his cock in your throat, turning him further on.

Your nose was all up in his pubes, as his smell filled up your nose. You could care less though. If anything, it just got you wetter.

You were licking & sucking him in all the right places, clearly by the way his cock was already twitching. But you were at your limit. You honestly felt like you were gonna pass from lack of air. He wouldn’t mind if you stopped to take one quick gulp of fresh air.. would he?

You slowed your rhythm before slowly lifting your head to take just one quick second to breathe.

A grunt of dissatisfaction left Sukuna’s lips. Gripping on tighter to the scalp of your hair, he pushed your head back down harshly onto his cock.

“Nggh—.. I’m not pleased. You seriously thought you could stop despite me not cumming yet? You’re too full of yourself, brat.”

He harshly yanked your hair up and down on his cock, thrusting his hips up into your mouth, facefucking you. Your drool coated your chin, his cock, & his thighs. The shock from his sudden action made you stop grinding on his thigh while he continued to make a mess out of you.

He forced your throat to make room for him, going deeper than you even thought was possible. Your jaw went limp as you hopelessly let him have his way with you.

His breaths started getting more frantic and erratic, signaling him being close.

Now this was too much. Sukuna’s pace only quickened as he reached closer and closer to his own release, completely disregarding your gags and whimpers. Your throat ached & you felt sore. You were honestly surprised there was no blood with how roughly he thrusted in and out of your throat. Your throat squeezed his cock dry, pushing him to release strings of white inside your throat before roughly removing himself from you.

Worn out, your head fell onto his upper thigh as you processed what just happened to you.

You could feel the cool wetness trickling down your throat, and into your chest. You started coughing up some of his cum, it being all to much for you to bare.

Sukuna looked down at you, displeased before using a hand to bring your face up & squeeze your cheeks together.

“Waste another drop and you’re dead.” He threatened.

You nod in obedience before swallowing every last drop of his salty, milky cum. Sukuna tilts your head up, swiping a finger over your chin and bottom lip, making you suck his finger & swallow all the excess cum that fell from your lips.

“Good. Doin’ so good for me, princess. Almost done with you.” He praised, while stroking your hair. Your cheeks flushed up at the sudden pet name, but you still felt.. wrong.

“Sukuna..” You hummed out, looking off to the side trying to avoid his gaze.

“Hm?”

“I can’t..-I can’t take anymore.. please bring back Yuji.. please!” You begged, with your tears falling onto his thigh.

“I don’t care what you do or don’t want. Do you even know how long I’ve been wanting you?” He snarled, wiping away your tears with his thumb before continuing, “Far too long. All because of that brat. You shouldn’t even be thinking about him right now, I’m all you need.”

In the blink of an eye, you were on your back with Sukuna over you while his hands ripped off your shirt, grabbing your waist. He ran his hands over the curve of your hips & waist, before settling back at your waist with a grin on his face. You flinched at his touch. His eyes scanned the curves of your breast, the tears still on your face with more welling up in your eyes, and just your beauty in general. He could hardly wait to ravage you.

You realized where this was going, and you knew damn well you weren’t prepared to enough to take in his whole length. Despite your concern, he spat on your cunt using his thumb to spread the wetness into your opening, lubing you up. He felt your cunt clench at this.

But Sukuna could see the fear you held with the way your lips quivered and your breathing became frantic, looking at him with doe eyes practically begging him to stop. “Might hurt a little, but you’ll be fine. Just lay there and look pretty for me, I’ll take care of you. How’s that sound, princess?” He reassured in a flirty tone.

“I.. uhm..” You didn’t trust him at all. The king of curses “taking care” of you? Please. Still, you reluctantly whimpered out a quiet “okay.”

Sukuna loved everything about the way you looked under him, especially how wet your cunt was for him. He was practically unraveling at the sight of it.

Sukuna’s hands travelled to your hips, grabbing them and slightly raising them off of the bed and aligning his tip with your entrance. You tried pulling your hips away, but he had a tight grip on your hips, holding you firm in your place.

You sucked in a breath, preparing yourself for the pain as he slammed into you, stretching your virgin cunt further than you thought was possible.

It stung like hell. You began scratching at his chest, begging him to pull out. Your cries fell on deaf ears, while he continued stretching out your pussy. You could barely form sentences because of how much you were sobbing and pleading.

He began thrusting into you, picking up a fast rhythm. Your moans of pain got louder and louder, filling the room with yelps and sobs. The man between your legs fed off of your cries and begs, losing himself in your cunt.

“N-noo—! Yuji!! Need h-him back!! Please, please!! H-hurts s’much!! I can’t—fuck!!”

“M-moaning another man’s name? Hah. How rude of you.” He grunted out, coldly ignoring your pleas.

You didn’t even care if you were being too loud anymore. You didn’t know how much longer it would take for the pain to turn into pleasure, but it was taking way too long. Despite how much you hated the pain, your pussy still clamped down around him, much to his approval. But fuck, you were still nervous as shit.

His tip kept repeatedly hitting your cervix, making a bulge on your stomach. Your tiny walls practically suffocated his girth, as he mercilessly kept getting rougher and rougher. He wasn’t kidding about “going to please you real good”.

Sukuna suddenly took hold of your hand, placing it on your lower abdomen saying, “You feel that? That’s me right there. I can’t believe his body is doing all of this to you. Adorable.”

Shit, he wasn’t kidding. His dick was bulging out of your stomach and you could feel him thrusting in and out of you. Your eyebrows furrowed every time he slammed into you repeatedly, over and over again, making the bulge disappear then reappear again. Sukuna was hypnotized by this sight, and you were whimpering right underneath him. This was new and scary for you.

Sukuna then grabbed both of your legs placing them on his shoulders, allowing him to go deeper inside of you at a new angle, finding your g-spot.

Your arms tried to reach him to scratch him, to get him away from you, but you couldn’t reach him and were left scratching at the air. A lewd expression came on your face, as your tits bounced at every thrust he made. Your moans grew louder and more frantic and slapping noises filled the room.

Sukuna groaned in ecstasy, as your body quivered from the quickly approaching orgasm you could feel in your abdomen. Every thrust he made, the pain was blending more into pleasure than pain, which made you bite your lip almost drawing blood.

“Mm-mmgh!! Yeah!! Right there ‘kuna!! Please don’t stop.. please please!! Feels so good.. so good! O-oh! I think im gonna— gonna cum.. H-hah..~” You cried out, looking up at him with a lust filled daze.

“Oh? Weren’t you begging for Yuji just now? What’s with the sudden change of heart?” He mused, feeling his release building up.

“N-no..! M’so sorry ‘kuna.. I wasn’t thinking! I o-only need you!! Only you can m-make me feel this good! Y-you were right..!” You moaned, as a sharp cry of pain left your lips with his nails digging into the flesh of your hips.

“That what I like to hear..” he snickered. Sukuna leaned down, while still violating your gummy walls, and placed a sloppy, deep kiss on your mouth. He hungrily devoured your lips while biting them in the process, making them bleed. Your mouth was filled with a metallic taste along with his spit, but you couldn’t get enough of it. His tongue continued to explore the cavern of your mouth, as you tried gasping for air. Your tiny hands gripped at his chest, and tried lightly pushing him away which only resulting in him deepening the kiss.

“Gonna…” He spoke into the kiss before ending it. “M’gonna breed you, pretty girl. Gonna fuck my children into you. Yeah? You want that? You wanna be my pretty little slut?”

He looked into your eyes, taking notice of how there clearly was not a single thought behind those eyes but him. Him and the way he so perfectly pounded into your pussy.

A fucked-out, droopy smile laid out on your lips before you responded “Mhmm… wanna be all yours.. please breed me!! Need you t-to cum in me please.. need your cum s’kuna.. so bad..” With that, you yourself reached your own climax. Your walls gushed around him, sucking him in as you squirted on his cock, drenching his thighs.

But still, he continued pounding into you throughout your orgasm. The continuous torture to your pussy quickly became overwhelming, as whimpers of pain and overstimulation came out of your throat. Your back arched, throwing your head back while you blabbered all sorts of nonsense. Drool seeped through your lips, and you were sure you looked insane.

“Ha-hah.. love..love you s’kuna.. love you s-so much! ‘M gonna be your slut forever a-and ever..” You blabbered on.

“Mmg—Hah, brat. No you don’t. You don’t even know what you’re saying. Got you stupid on my cock, huh?” He bullied, his voice laced with nothing but pure lust.

You eagerly nodded your head, barely even understanding what he said due to your fucked-out state, but you knew you wanted to please him with your response.

He intently observed your face as it twisted in pleasure and pain, and how pretty and sore your lips were as drool poured down the side of them. The bed creaked with every movement he made, ruining the sheets in the process.

Sukuna watched your squelching cunt pulling him back in, with a greedy look in his eyes. He kept craving more and more of you even as he got rougher, and it was driving him insane. Maybe you could be his forever fucktoy. Maybe then, he’d be fully satisfied. He then abruptly let go of your hips, grabbing your upper-back, pulling you close to him.

Your chest pushed up against his as Sukuna’s pace got even more animalistic. Your cum made a creamy ring around the base of his cock. His cock was practically splitting your frame in half while he savored how warm and soft your walls were,embracing him to you. His groans became breathless as he dug his face in the crevice of your neck, trying to suppress them.

You however, felt a familiar sensation building up in your tummy. The way his cock head was so perfectly petting your cervix was making you curl your toes in pleasure as well as building up a third orgasm. You didn’t know how you lived your whole life without being fucked so perfectly by Sukuna, but you didn’t wanna stop anytime soon. Your legs began quaking, as your sensitive cunt began twitching around his shaft signaling your release approaching.

“T-think.. think ‘m gnna cum.. o-oh..” You breathed out, voice shaky.

“A-again? Didn’t know I was making ya feel that good.” He groaned against your neck, planting a few scattered hickies on it.

With that, you both climaxed together. He filled your womb to the brim, milking his balls dry as he coated your red, soft walls white with his cum. There was so, so much cum that some of it fell out of you. You squirted on his cock, walls fluttering around him making a sticky mess on the both you. You felt swarm of butterflies fluttering in your stomach as you finished your orgasm, drenching everything underneath you. Your limbs went limp and he let you fall to the bed with a small thud beneath you.

He slowly pulled his cock out of your sore walls, as a soft sigh left your lips at the lost sensation before he took something rectangular out of his pocket and faced it towards your cum filled cunt. He spread your legs, watching his cum ooze out of your puffy lips, slick with your cum. You saw a flash getting your fucked-out expression in frame, and his seed in your cunt. But you were beyond exhausted and your half lidded eyes were threatening to shut, so you barely knew what was going on. Through your blurry vision, you saw his flushed face, along with his messy hair sticking in all directions smirking down at you.

“Good.. don’t worry about a thing, just go to sleep. I’ll take care of everything.” He commented, zipping up his pants as you began to lose consciousness, your chest still heaving.

“Left a surprise for the brat on his phone, too.” He chuckled, just imagining Yuji’s horrified reaction upon opening his phone in the morning.

Shit. You completely forgot about Yuji.

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can u tell I got lazy towards the end lmfao 😭 oml idk how to properly use commas too so sorry abt that 🙁 buttt apparently i have a really really high reading level so idk maybe im fine 🤷🏽‍♀️ I couldn’t tell if i wanted to type the fanfic in all lowercase or use proper lettering but oh well, too late now :33 ok bye ❤️❤️ wait I feel like i should reread this and add better wording and descriptions.. ehhh oh well what could possibly go wrong 🤷🏽‍♀️ ok bye fr this time ❤️ haven’t done my homework yet and it’s 10:01 pm.. fuck.

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carmen berzatto x reader | 1.9k | based on this absolutely adorable request from my darling @thecapricunt1616 enjoy it then i am beyond happy 💗🌼🫶🏻

It didn't matter how many times you shook the plastic stick, the little pink plus sign didn't fade. You tossed it in the trash can, where it joined three others with matching pink pluses. You couldn't really get your head around it, you'd been careful, taken things relatively slow..well, kind of.

Things had just progressed a little quicker than you'd expected. One minute you're applying for a hostess job, thinking you probably won't even get an interview, seeing as it was a Michelin-starred hotspot, then next thing you're front and center at a fancy restaurant and spending large portions of your shift flirting with the head chef.

It was never serious flirting, it was just silly and fun. You made flirty comments to everyone, you just particularly meant them with Carmy. He finally seemed to get the hint when you asked him upstairs after he'd dropped you home for the 10th time.

Nothing really happened that night, you just shared a drink, cheap wine from your refrigerator, and made each other laugh with stupid jokes. You told him you meant it when you flirted, he insisted you were joking. It was only when you kissed him that he finally got the message, kissing you back with a fervor that had your head spinning in the most wonderful way.

From there you two developed a relationship that suited you both. You were professional at work, still had some nights apart when you were both exhausted or just needed some alone time. But you had spent hours sitting on his kitchen counter watching him cook, told him stories from your past, encouraged him to tell you some stories too. You watched movies that you didn't pay full attention to, you read your book with your legs over Carm's lap, rolling your eyes with a grin when he would tease you for looking so serious.

It was the best relationship you'd ever been in, and while you weren't sure what the future held, you were positive Carm would be a big part of it, that you two would keep going, develop your relationship.

Sure, you had thought about kids, marriage, a home together etc., but in a kind of just-for-fun-daydreamy kind of way.

Now, one of those things was becoming a reality. It wasn't exactly how you would have planned it, you and Carm weren't even living together. Sure, you stayed at his most nights of the week and had more than a few personal belongings left there, but it wasn't the same.

It felt like moving in should have been the next step. The excitement of starting to really build a foundation together. You were just skipping ahead a step or two, apparently.

Eventually you left the bathroom and chose to sit on your bed for a while instead. You called your doctor and made an appointment, more as a formality. Maybe it would feel more real when your doctor told you rather than seeing it on a plastic stick you'd peed on.

Once you were dressed you went to make a coffee before stopping yourself, wondering if it was ‘allowed’, even though it was so early on. You decided to play it safe, having a herbal tea instead, which you nearly choked on when your phone rang, Carmy's ID flashing up on the screen.

Did he know? How could he know?

“Hey,” You smiled as much as you could, trying to feel normal. “How are you? How is everything?”

You hoped you didn't sound too unusual or not yourself, feeling annoyingly aware of yourself.

“Hey, everything's good,” Carm replied and you felt yourself relax a little. “Just..there's been a slight change of plan for today.”

You stifled a laugh, nothing Carm could say could be a bigger change of plan than an unexpected pregnancy.

“Oh? You raised a brow, lightly tapping your nails against your cup. “What's up?”

“So, it turns out that apparently I promised Richie and Sug that I'd babysit while they have some meetings. I hate to ask when it's your day off but..could you help me?”

You couldn't help but laugh, resting your head on your head on your hand and letting out a soft sigh.

“Of course I'll help, don't worry. When do you need me?”

An couple of hours later, you found yourself at Carmy's apartment, smiling as he opened the door looking flustered, a toddler on his hip and a doll in his hand.

“Perfect timing,” He smiled, stepping aside to let you in. “I'm outnumbered.”

“Who said I'm on your side?” You raised a brow, smiling at the little boy on Carmy's hip and gently stroked his cheek as he giggled. “I'm here to help the kids gang up on you.”

“Oh good,” Carm nodded, lightly tapping you with the doll. “Bring it on.”

You made your way to the living room, smiling as you spotted Eva on the couch, giving her a little wave.

“Hey girly girl,” You grinned, going to sit next to her. “Hope you've been keeping your uncle busy?”

“Yeah,” She giggled, leaning over to you as Carm came into the room. You leaned down, smiling as she whispered in your ear.

A half hour or so later, you went to open the living room door as there was a knock, adjusting the toddler on your hip before opening it and trying to keep a straight face as you met Carm's eyes.

“Hi, can I help you?” You asked, raising a brow.

“Uh, yeah, actually,” Carmy nodded, trying to keep a straight face. “I have an appointment, I'm a little early but..maybe you could squeeze me in?”

“Maybe,” You nodded, biting your lip softly. “Come in, follow me.”

You turned and walked further into the room, gesturing to the couch. “Take a seat.”

“Yes ma'am,” Carm nodded as you walked to the kitchen door and opened it.

“Your two o'clock is early,” You said, glancing back to Carm for a moment.. “Do you want to fit him in now?”

You nodded before turning back to Carm and gesturing to the kitchen. “She'll see you now, come through.”

You walked into the kitchen and smiled as you watched Carm walk in, the smile on his face as he spotted the makeshift beauty salon that had been set up.

“Take a seat,” Eva gestured to the seat across the counter, an adorably serious look on her face. You placed the baby into his high chair by the table, smiling as you heard Eva boss her uncle around.

“Hands in the bowl, keep them still.”

You went to the fridge, taking out a little light blue lunch box before glancing over to Carm with a smile.

“What color do you want?” Eva asked, pointing to the handful of nail polishes sitting on the counter.

“Hm, I'm not sure,” Carm mused, looking at the colors. “I got a big date tonight, I wanna look my best. What do you think will suit me?”

You smiled to yourself as you put the lunch box in the microwave, laughing softly as you heard Eva tell Carm to hold still.

After lunch and Carmy's nail appointment, you decided to take the kids to the park, feeling a new wave of love for your boyfriend that he made no attempt to remove the red nail polish. When you were taking the stroller to the lift, one of Carm's neighbors passed you in the hall and smiled at you and realized that it wouldn't be long before the baby in the stroller would be yours.

You brushed off the thought, trying to focus on just having a nice, fun day. As you were en route to the park, Carm asked if you could have a little detour, and you were sure the look on the kids faces when you arrived at build-a-bear would never leave you.

Carm took his nephew from the stroller and placed him on his hip before taking him to pick out a teddy, your heart swelling in your chest, moreso when Eva took your hand and asked you to help her choose.

You found yourself subconsciously placing your hand on your stomach, wondering what it would feel like to hold your own baby on your hip, feel their hand in yours, see the excitement in their eyes when they were presented with a cute little toy.

Carm's nephew had picked a bear (perhaps with a little nudge from his uncle), that ended up in a chefs uniform (that one was a total push), while Eva chose a bunny that she chose a performance outfit for.

When you got back to Carm's, you were more than happy to chill on the couch, though you practically melted into it when Carm got a book and read to the kids (and their new toys) til they were asleep.

“Not a bad effort,” You smiled, looking over to Carm and trying not to imagine the toddler that could be in his lap one day. “You might actually be pretty good at this whole uncle thing.”

“I might just be,” Carm grinned, reaching out to touch your hand. “Had help from the best though.”

“You're welcome,” You smiled, gently stroking his hand. “I presume that's why you're taking me on a..big date, was it?”

“Oh absolutely,” Carm nodded, looking serious for a moment before he grinned. “the biggest.”

“Hm, guess I'll have to get glammed up,” You smiled, looking over to Eva. “Maybe I'll see if I can get a last minute appointment.”

That evening, after a quick trip home to grab a change of clothes, you were back in Carmy's apartment. It felt so quiet without the kids, you found yourself putting on music just for background noise.

When you were in the bathroom putting on your makeup, you felt a wave of nausea hit you, more out of nerves than anything else. You hoped it would leave, but before you knew it you were bent over the toilet, taking a deep breath as you waited for the inevitable.

There was a knock on the bathroom door when you were washing your hands, looking up at the mirror taking a deep breath. Even with makeup you still looked unwell.

“Hey,” Carm smiled as you opened the door, the concern evident on his face. “Are you okay? I thought I heard..”

“I'm fine,” You nodded, taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh as the concern didn't leave his face. “I just..need to talk to you.”

You walked into the bedroom, sitting on the bed and trying to think of the right words.

“Okay,” You began. “this is..really not what I thought would happen, and I don't know how you're going to take this but..oh god..”

As you buried your head in your hands, Carm was immediately by your side, his arm around your waist.

“Whatever it is you can tell me,” He assured you. “I promise. Just let it out, we'll handle it.”

“I'm pregnant.” You said before you could stop yourself or build it up more, lowering your hands and looking over to Carm.

“You're..wow,” Carmy nodded, rubbing his jaw. “Well, thank fuck for that. I mean, I knew, but I thought you were dumping me.”

“Wait what?” You raised a brow. “You knew? How did you know?”

“I just knew,” Carm shrugged with a smile. “I mean, I guess I hoped I was right..I know it's skipping ahead a little but..I want what we had today, all the time.”

“Can you stop being so perfect for like one day?” You rolled your eyes with a grin, resting your head on Carmy's shoulder. “Or maybe just after the big date.”

#the bear #the bear 🐻#the bear fic #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #carmy berzatto x you #why do so many of my stories involve kids and or pregnancy #it's not intentional #just a vibe #🫶🏻🌼💗

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