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iseos · 6 months

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: CHERISH

wc. 978 archive. pairing. nishimura riki x fm!r synopsis. imperfect chemistry genre. fluff now playing. cherish by ive

HIGH SCHOOL WAS A CONFUSING TIME, and for niki, navigating the complexities of teenage emotions felt like solving a never-ending puzzle.

he had harbored secret feelings for y/n since they first met in their freshman year; but, expressing those emotions was an intricate challenge he was yet to conquer. instead, he often found himself acting rude towards her, which, to his dismay, she often returned.

now with graduation quickly approaching, niki and y/n were still, to put it mildly, not on the best terms when it came to their interactions. from snarky comments in class to unintentional eye-rolls during group projects, their relationship was fraught with tension and misunderstanding.

yet, underneath the façade of bickering and sarcasm, it was obvious to those around them that there was a connection waiting to be explored.

it was just a question of when, or if, it would happen.

having grown tired of watching niki push y/n further and further away with his ruthless teasing, all while in private hearing how hopelessly enamored he was for the girl, his friends convinced him to take a different approach. urging him to set aside his pride and initiate an open conversation with y/n, they hoped it would bridge the gap between the two teens and pave the way for a genuine friendship.

niki found her in the library like he expected, and he couldn't help but notice the frustration etched across y/n's face. she seemed utterly absorbed in her book, scribbling down notes in a frenzy. despite approaching with good intentions, he couldn't resist the urge to interrupt.

"working hard, i see," niki teased, leaning his hip against the table she was using.

y/n looked up, her expression a mix of annoyance and weariness. "what do you want, niki? finally come to help with the assignment we were both supposed to work on?"

niki hesitated for a moment, his confidence slipping as he briefly made eye contact with his friends, who were sitting at a table on the other side of the room as support, animatedly trying to encourage him with dramatic arm movements. realizing this was his chance to finally try and mend their tense relationship, he cleared his throat and decided to be more sincere for once.

"look, i know sometimes i'm rude to you—"

"sometimes is the understatement of the century," y/n interrupts monotonously, her eyes back on her notes as she continues to write.

"—but i wanted to say i'm sorry for that. we have to work on this project together, and i want it to go smoothly."

y/n looked up at the dark-haired boy with a raised eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in her gaze. "you're apologizing?" she turned and looked around the relatively empty library, expecting this interaction to just be some cruel prank. she didn't even notice his friend group quickly busying themselves with random books.

she eventually turned back to the boy standing in front of her again.

"yeah, i am," niki nodded, his voice tinged with genuine sincerity. "i don't want us to keep arguing like this. i think we could actually make a pretty good team if we put our differences aside."

y/n regarded him with curiosity, her guard slightly lowered now, "you really mean that?"

"i do. i want us to work well together," he nodded again, his determination shining through, "i also need to get a good grade on this project so i don't fail this class..."

his last comment made y/n scoff, however, there was a hint of laughter behind it as she pointed to the empty chair beside her for him to sit in.

as they worked on the project together, niki and y/n slowly started to shed their defensive layers and engage in more meaningful conversations, some of which occasionally taking place outside the regular time they spent working in the library together. the arguments became less frequent, replaced by laughter and shared moments of understanding.

their chemistry project became the turning point in their animosity-turned-newfound friendship. they spent hours working side by side, forming a deeper connection between discussing equations.

y/n began to see the kind, thoughtful side of niki that she hadn't noticed before, and niki found himself admiring her intelligence and determination even more.

one sunny afternoon, as they wrapped up the final parts of their project, niki couldn't help but steal a glance at y/n. her eyes sparkled as she explained a complex chemical reaction, and niki realized he couldn't keep his feelings hidden any longer. he cleared his throat, trying to sound as genuine as he could.

"y/n, there's something i need to tell you."

she turned to look at him, a hint of curiosity in her gaze as she hummed in acknowledgment.

niki hesitated for a moment, it felt like he flashed back to the day their friendship began to form; the weight of his unspoken words once again hanging in the air

"i really like you, y/n. i have for a long time."

y/n's eyes widened in surprise, and niki could see the mixture of shock and confusion dancing on her features. she didn't know how to react.

niki cleared his throat once more, his heart feeling like it would pound out of his chest at any moment. "i know i was rude to you a lot — so i don't blame you if you don't feel the same, but i really do like you a lot."

she remained silent for a moment, her gaze locked with his. then to niki's surprise, a smile crept across her face.

"you're serious?"

niki nodded, his vulnerability evident. "i am."

y/n leaned in closer, face just inches from his, "you're the most confusing person i've ever met, niki, but maybe i like you too."

“although im selfish, i never lie you know, i really like you”

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gilverrwrites · 23 days

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Quick and Dirty

Pairing: Captain Boomerang/Reader

Digger has an idea, it involves highly inappropriate usage of the Speed Force Gauntlet. (Please ignore the fact that the gauntlet doesn't actually extend to the fingers - at least i'm pretty sure it doesn't)

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Rating: 18+

Words: >800

Content: Established relationship, coercion (kinda), clitoral stimulation, vibrations, dirty talk, spit, swearing.

Please remember: to do the things that make you happy.

“No. Fucking. Way.” You warn, leaning back against the wall and crossing your arms defensively. “You keep that thing away from me.”

“Oh, come on, Darlin’.” Digger is still smiling, crooked, confident, casual. He gestures to the speed gauntlet strapped to his other arm. “It’s perfectly safe. You’ve seen me usin’ it.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” You examine the glove in question. It would be a lie to say you weren’t intrigued. You didn’t know much about the speed force beyond whatever half-truths Digger rambled on about, it seemed intricate, and unsafe. But Boomerang was a good lay, and he’d used that thing to save your skin in the field more than once, so you were willing to tentatively hear him out. “If that thing goes off midway, I don’t want my bits going with it.”

“That won’t happen… Probably.” Concern did flash across his face briefly, but it was quickly hidden by his usual bravado. He stepped closer to you, not quite close enough to touch, but enough that you could smell him, that you could feel the high energy radiating from him. Or maybe that was the gauntlet. “Have a little faith in ol’ Boomer, aye. I’ll treat you right, make you feel real good.”

“Okay… but if anything happens to mine.” You point to your crotch before gesturing to the growing erection in Digger's trousers. “I’m using yours as target practice.”

That might have been a boner killer for other men, but Digger's enthusiasm when it comes to sex or showing off knows no bounds, and this is a perfect opportunity for both. His eyes glint with mischief, with victory. He licks his lips, and you know there’s no backing out now, you’re fucked.

Digger maintains eye contact as he reaches out, there’s no pleasantries. He makes quick work undoing your trousers, hooking his gloved fingers in your panties, and pulling them both down until they’re positioned halfway down your thighs.

“What, no foreplay?” You challenge, raising your brows at him.

“You’re not gonna need it.” The look he gives you is so coy, so amused. It should fuel your cynicism, but it looks hot on him. “But, since ya asked so nicely, I guess I can spare a lil somethin’.”

He rests his unarmed hand on the wall beside you and leans in, occupying your lips with his. You’re only allowed a moment to enjoy it before you feel the brisk metal finger plates of the gauntlet slide between your slit. You hiss at the contact, and Digger pulls his hand back immediately.

“Sorry bout that. Shoulda warmed it up first.” His expression flips to sheepish as he brushes his fingers against his scarf. He blows on it a few times before spitting on his index finger and continuing. “Right, let’s try that again.”

He resumes the position, one hand on the wall, one hand slinking back between your legs, and his face just inches from yours. The temperature has barely improved, but he’s able to sink his fingers back in without causing you to flinch this time.

You’re still unprepared and admittedly unimpressed thus far as he starts circling your clit. To give him a fighting chance, you close your eyes, hoping it will help you focus on the feeling.

“Aye, no no no. Keep your eyes open.” As you follow his instruction, you hear a quiet whizzing from below, a lesser sound than the gauntlet's normal powering up. “I wanna watch your reaction.”

Then it hits you, an intense pulsing pressed against your most sensitive area, like every vibrator ever invented is being utilised on you in that single moment. The wall prevents you from being able to roll your head back, so you stare at Digger, wide-eyed as your body tingles and burns.

“Shhhhiiiiit, you like that.” His voice is dripping with fervour, and it only serves to add an extra level of throbbing to your cunt. Already approaching your climax, you’re unable to find the words to respond, instead fisting your hands around Digger's leather lapels in anticipation. “You reallllly like that, don’t ya?”

A nod is all you can manage as you begin to jerk and quiver, hitting your climax in record time. It’s hot and searing, like lightning is running through your whole body.

The tips of your fingers and toes, among other things, are still twitching as you start to catch your breath moments later. You can barely comprehend whatever Digger is prattling on about. He’s waving the gauntlet around, his arm moving so fast you can’t make it out. There’s lots of brash laughter and ‘I told ya so’s. You’re finally able to fully tune in as he muses, “How many rounds of that can handle, I wonder?”

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justlemmeadoreyou · 3 months

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hiii!!!! so, I have a request. Harry and reader are from the school's marching band and they're kind of besties and they like each other but are too afraid to say it. (you can change it if you want but I imagined them as trumpet player!H and clarinet player!reader). You can also write about an upcoming competition but only if you want, this part is just another suggestion. (I've been so excited about this because I play the clarinet and I'm always making scenarios in my mind of what it would be like if this was real.) Im sorry if it got a little confusing, I tend to mix things up a bit when I'm writing.

Hold on to me

i felt so many things while writing this. thank you for requesting this, it was so beautiful. hope you like this 😭

Words: 2k

Warnings: Kissing, LOADS of fluff~!!!

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The sun dipped low on the school football field, leaving you and Harry as the last echoes of music lingered in the air. The rest of the marching band had headed home, leaving behind the fatigue from hours of practice for the upcoming competition.

"Ugh, my lips are so sore from playing all day," you groaned, setting down your clarinet and massaging your mouth.

Harry stretched his hands, replying, "I know, right? My fingers feel like they've gone numb from all the trumpet playing."

Both of you flopped onto the field, gazing up at the darkening sky. Staying back after practice had become a ritual for you two, a time to talk and unwind. Over the years, your shared love for music had forged a deep friendship.

"So, what do you think our chances are at the competition next week?" you asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

"I think we've got a pretty good shot. Our band's been putting in the work," Harry replied with confidence.

"Yeah, but you know how competitive the other schools can be," you added, a hint of worry in your voice.

"Don't worry, we've got this. And even if we don't win, I still have the best duet partner," Harry said, and you smiled.

Your connection had always carried a playful tone, but neither of you had taken it beyond that. The fear of jeopardizing your friendship held you back. What you had was precious.

"Speaking of duets, have you started practicing the piece for the competition?" you asked, steering the conversation away, so you don't think about how perfect his hair looks.

"I have, but I think it would sound better if we practiced together," Harry suggested.

You rolled your eyes playfully. "Fine, but only if you promise to stop playing random notes and messing me up."

"I can't make any promises," Harry laughed, picking up his trumpet and getting into position.

You followed suit, and soon the field resonated with the harmony of your instruments. As the notes flowed, a sense of calm and joy enveloped you both. In perfect sync, each note blended seamlessly.

"Wow, we sound amazing together," you said, taking a break to catch your breath.

"That's because we make a great team," Harry replied, grinning at you.

You couldn't help but smile back, warmth spreading through your chest. Playing with Harry was always a joy, but tonight felt different. Maybe it was the setting sun casting a golden light, or maybe it was the adoration in Harry's eyes.

. . .

You stand in front of the mirror, adjusting your marching band uniform for the umpteenth time. The crisp white and black fabric hugs your body perfectly, making you feel confident and ready for the upcoming competition. Your instrument, a sleek clarinet, rests against your shoulder, its familiar weight bringing a sense of comfort.

As you make your way to the band room, you can feel the excitement and nervous energy buzzing around you. The sound of instruments being tuned and chatter fills the air, and you can't help but smile. This is where you feel most at home - with your marching band family.

And then you see him. Harry. He's standing with his trumpet in hand, a small smile on his face as he talks to some of the other brass players. You feel your heart flutter at the sight of him, and you can't help but wonder if he feels the same way about you.

Maybe. Maybe not.

You join the rest of the band for warm-ups and steal glances at Harry whenever you can. He catches your eye and winks at you, causing your cheeks to flush and your heart to race. You can't help but smile back, feeling a sense of comfort and familiarity with him.

Your band walks out soon, getting on the field and taking proper positions. The instructor perfects it, and he guides you as you begin playing.

As the competition begins, the whole team plays their hearts out, perfectly in sync with each others. The music fills you, and you can't help but feel grateful for this moment. You know that this is your last competition together, as both of you will be heading off to different colleges next year.

But you push those thoughts to the back of your mind, focusing on the present. And as the final notes of your performance ring out, you can't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. Everyone smiles as it ends, and after everyone is back backstage, you meet him. You both share a high five, both of you grinning from ear to ear.

"I think we outdid ourselves" You say, and he nods, taking a couple bottles from the table and giving one to you.

As the awards ceremony begins, everyone anxiously waits for the results. You have your fingers crossed, praying to god that you win.

And when your band is announced as the first-place winner, everyone jumps up in excitement, hugging each other tightly. This was it - the moment you had all been working towards. Months of grueling practices, early morning rehearsals, and late-night performances had finally paid off. Harry hugs you, and the hug lasts long, and you think it's definitely because it's one of the last times you're doing that.

He pulls back, and there's a huge grin on his face. You rarely see him smile so big.

And then, something happens.

Maybe it was the way your lips were so close, or it was the way you were glowing with happiness.

Harry kisses you.

And it's everything you could've asked for.

It's short, but definitely longer than a peck. He pulls back quickly, realizing what he has done.

The look on his face is apologetic-he's so sad and guilty as he realizes what he has done. But he doesn't have to be.

You wanted it too.

"Shit. I'm sorry Y/n, I didn't-"

You place a finger on his lips, silencing him. His eyes widen, and you lean closer, your lips to his ear as you whisper-"I liked it"

And you turn around, walking away. Leaving him confused.

. . .

After the competition, the band gathers for some celebratory drinks. You're all 18, but the bar takes an embarrassing amount of time to check your IDs, and Harry thinks he's going to go mad. He wants to see you, pull you to a secluded place, and explain himself to you.

Finally, they let everyone in, and after ordering one or two rounds, everyone's loosening up. Harry finds you quickly, pulling you by your wrist and taking you to the alleyway outside. He pushes you against the wall, the drink sloshing in around the glass as you look at him.

"Harry-what-"

"What did you mean you liked it?"

He asks, and he looks so worried. You smile, pushing a strand of hair off his forehead, and easing the nerve popping up.

"Easy, curly. I meant that okay-" you sigh, looking up at him and then pushing your gaze downwards. You've liked him for so long, and now you have the chance to admit it, and why is it so hard?

"I-I like you, Harry. Since the last year," you admit, a blush creeping up your cheeks as you realize how close he really is, so close you could just get on your toes and-

"You like me?"

"Yeah. I like you. And when you kissed me, I-It was like a dream come true"

His face softens, and he eases down. His lips curled into a soft smile, the same dimples on show that you adored.

"I thought I crossed a line and that you would be mad at me" he admitted. You slid your hands to his cheeks, replying, "You didn't"

He sighs and takes a step back. You wish he would kiss you again. You look up at him expectantly, and he looks down at you, your eyes full of adoration for him.

"What?" he asks.

"Kiss me again? Please?" you ask, giving him puppy eyes.

And who could say no to that?

He doesn't need to be asked twice, and his hand comes to rest on the wall beside you. You grin as he kisses you for a second time, and it's even better. His lips move softly against yours, his tongue pushing past your lips as he pushes closer.

It's perfect-the warmth his body is radiating makes you feel at ease. When you're both breathless, he pulls back, his cheeks flushed red, and lips swollen.

"God, I can't stop kissing you" he admits.

"Me too" you confess.

"Take a walk?" he asks, holding his hand out. For you to hold.

"Yes," you reply happily.

You're walking down a road, and you have to idea where you both are. It's 6 pm, so you could figure that out later.

"You know, I got in"

You turn, face full of surprise and happiness.

"No way!" you exclaim, and he nods, "I did, yeah. And I'm getting a music scholarship too. It's perfect"

"Harry, that's wonderful." you stop, holding his hands in yours, "I'm so happy for you"

"Thanks, hehe" he smiles, "And did you get in?"

"I didn't get the reply yet. Two are due tomorrow, and the rest after that"

"I'm sure you'll get in"

"I hope so"

It's silent after that, and the thought of going to different colleges makes you sad.

"We're not going to the same colleges" you admit after a while, a hint of sadness in your voice.

"I know, it sucks"

You make your way to a bus stop, and stand there, waiting for a bus so you could get someplace you know the routes of.

You're both lost in thought. It's some of the last times you're spending together. The last talks, walks, the last of everything.

"You know, we could make a pact"

Your eyes perk up, and he leads you to a bench nearby. You both sit down, facing each other.

"What-what do you mean?"

"That we would find our way back to each other"

You're still looking at him confused.

"Look, we have no idea where life's going to take us. After college, it's all a blur, but if we promise that we will find each other after we've graduated-" his voice lowers, "-I'll have something to hold on to"

You want to cry. There's tears on the back of your eyes, threatening to spill. He's so sincere-it hurts to see him like this.

"Harry-" you pull him in for a hug, your face resting on his shoulder. You breathe in, taking in the way he smells. You want to burn it to the back of your head so that you never forget it. At least till you meet again.

"I promise-" you pull back, taking his hands in yours, "-I promise, Harry. We'll call and talk and text each other, and we'll definitely find our way back."

He smiles, and a tear escapes his left eye. You smile too, and soon, it's the sound of the bus that makes you pull him off the bench. You run as fast as you can and finally manage to climb the bus, walking hand in hand as you sit next to each other.

You glance at Harry sitting beside you, and his presence brings you comfort. You intertwine your fingers with his, silently vowing to hold onto this moment, this feeling, for as long as you can.

You lean your head on his shoulder, finding solace in the warmth of his presence and the shared understanding that distance can't diminish what you mean to each other. It never will, and you will see him again.

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fvllingflower · 1 year

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Moonlight Sunrise

pairing: gamer!wonwoo afab!reader

genre: smut with some fluff

word count: 2k

warnings: petnames (baby, honey), clubbing, alcohol mentioned, fingering, oral (f receiving), boob play, soft sex? praise (f receiving), unprotected sex (pls actually be protected tho), softdom!wonwoo, aftercare

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YooYoo; Hey Y/N so the girls and I are free this Saturday so we were wondering if you wanted to go to the club with us?

You; OMG YES! I've missed hanging out with you guys so bad!

YooYoo; Same, Wonwoo's been hogging you T T

You; Yeah and our jobs too

When you got that text from Yoohyeon, your best friend, you felt ecstatic. You've missed her and the other girls too. It's been so long since you all got to hang out together as group, so of course you'd take any chance to hang out with them even in a environment you didn't really enjoy like the club for example. That's why Yoohyeon was the closest to you, she always got you to go out your comfort zone and experience something crazy and unimaginable for you. You loved them all so much.

It reach Saturday and around 5:30pm you started getting ready. You took a nice shower, washed your face, did skincare before doing your makeup. You didn't want to put too much makeup on but appropriate enough for a club. You were watching a video on your phone while doing your makeup to have something to entertain you and distract you from frustration. When you finally finished the frustrating part you finally moved on to base. In the midst of doing your base you felt strong arms wrap around your waist.

"You getting ready for your night with the girls?" Wonwoo asked.

"Yes I am," You smiled widely.

"What you are gonna do while I'm gone?" You asked looking at him from the mirror. Admiring his features.

"I'm gonna do a stream in a minute or so," He answered and kissed your cheek. You put down your makeup sponge and turned to kiss him on the lips softly. It's like you could see the love and admiration in his eyes for you.

"I love you baby," He whispered against your lips before kissing you again.

"I love you too," You smiled.

Some time past and you finally finished your makeup. You could hear Wonwoo talking from his game room so you assumed he's already streaming. You went into your shared bedroom and picked out an outfit to wear. You went with a white corset top that made your boobs look good (and Wonwoo really likes that top), along with some black business pants with Wonwoo's black blazer. You changed into the outfit and then went back into the bathroom to add finishing touches. Suddenly you remembered the last time you went out with just friends a lot of people were hitting on you, and as much as you like the confidence boost it gave you, it also made your night difficult. You also recalled that you had an diamond ring that your mother handed down to you. You went back into the bedroom and looked for it but you couldn't find it. You wondered if Wonwoo knew where it would be. You knocked on the door to the gaming room.

"Come in!" You heard him shout.

"Hey baby sorry to interrupt but have you seen that ring my mother gave me?" You asked while opening the door. You hoped you didn't interrupt.

"Yeah..." His words drifted as he looked at you in surprise.

"Hold on guys," He paused the game and took off his headphones before coming over to you.

"Damn you look sexy," He smirked as he put his hands on your hips.

"Thank you honey," You smiled.

"Now babe I really need that ring," You looked at him sternly.

"Yeah just wait here, talk to the stream if you want," He smiled and pecked your cheek before walking out the room. You walked to his gaming chair and sat down in it. You waved at the camera and saw the chat blow up.

carat_won; Omg they're pretty

wonwoohub; Who are they?

wonwooland; Are they Wonwoo's partner?

xviiwoo; Are you single?

bluerose; Where did Wonwoo go?

That was just a few you could read with the speed of the comments.

"Uh hi, I'm Y/N," You waved with an awkward smile.

"I'm Wonwoo's partner," You added. Luckily, Wonwoo came back into the room in time before you could embarrass yourself. You stood up from the chair and walked over to him.

"Here you go baby," He slid the ring onto your left ring finger. He pecked your cheek before sitting back down in his chair, this time patting his lap for you to sit on, which you did.

"I see you guys met my baby," Wonwoo smiled as he put his headphones on. You knew since dating him he wasn't big on PDA, so this was actually surprising that he is showing you off to his thirty thousand watchers and that you're sitting on his lap in front of them. You like it, it's just a shock.

After a while of chilling on Wonwoo's lap while he played his game with his friends, you got a text from your friend Yoohyeon saying she's here. You told her you'll be there in a minute. Luckily Wonwoo's game was over and he was in the lobby waiting for a new round. You tapped his shoulder as a signal for him to take his headphones off for a minute.

"Baby, Yoo is here, I gotta go," You muttered to him and he nodded.

"Okay honey," He smiled and kissed you softly in front of the camera.

"Have fun," He unhooked his arms from you waist and you stood up.

"I love you Nu," You smiled widely when you opened the door.

"I love you too baby," He smiled at you. You shut the door and went to go put your boots on before walking out the shared apartment.

After a couple of hours passed, your friends except for Yoohyeon, Yubin, and you were drunk but still you didn't want to be the reason the girls had to separate for a minute. So you called Wonwoo asking him to pick you up, you told him the name of the club and he quickly showed up. He saw you outside the club and you spotted him. You got into the car and greeted him.

"Hi baby," You pecked his cheek.

"Hi, did you have fun?" He asked.

"Yeah, minus some guys hitting on me," You blurted. Wonwoo has never really been the jealous type cause he trusts you and knows at the end of the day you come home to him and love him but something about men hitting on you pisses him off still.

We got home to the apartment. He hung up his jacket and the keys along with we kicked your shoes off. Wonwoo followed you into your shared bedroom and hugged you from behind as you took off your makeup. He started peppering kisses down your neck and then your shoulder. His hands went from you waist to cupping your boobs. One hand went to your back to unzip you from your top. He slowly pulled it off of you and then turned you to face him. He started kissing your chest along with your boobs. Wonwoo suddenly stopped leaving you confused that is until you saw him sit on the edge of the bed, waiting for you.

"Come here baby," He called out. You followed his voice and straddled his lap. You grabbed the edges of his shirt and stripped it off of him, revealing his nicely toned figure.

"I think it's only fair we're both shirtless," You grinned before going in to kiss him passionately. You wrapped your arms around his neck as the kiss turned hungry. In between the passion and hunger you started to feel his hands fumble with the button of your pants. You got off of his lap and took off your pants along with your underwear.

"Shit, you're so beautiful," He stood up and kissed your lips softly. He pulled away and took of his sweatpants. He came back to you and kissed you softly once more as his hands caressed your hips. He slipped his arm on your back and the other one on the back of your knees. He picked you up and laid you carefully onto the bed where your legs hung off the edge of the bed. You felt him pick your legs up and rest them on his shoulders. He planted a kiss on your inner thighs, which makes you weak.

He placed a kiss on your clit before licking away. He started licking back and forth, his licking starting slow but he quickly picked up the pace. He started sucking your folds and then without warning added two fingers into your hole, making your back arch as he pumped his fingers in and out of you.

"Wonwoo!" You moaned as you gripped his hair. He hummed as an response, and the vibrations adding more pleasure. He would change from licking to sucking and back to licking making your mind reach the clouds as you came into his mouth. As you were trying to slow your breathing you felt Wonwoo lick you clean before coming to kiss you on your lips. You could taste yourself against him.

When your breathing finally slowed down, he started to kiss down your neck again. His hands squeezing your boobs and then suddenly he latched his mouth onto your left boob and started sucking. His tongue doing circles around your areolas and then he started sucking on your nipple. His other hand playing with your other boob. Oh how he loves your boobs, he loves how soft they are, how squishy they are, he loves how they fit perfectly into his hands when he squeezes them. He abruptly got up off of you and stripped off his last article of clothing. You felt like you could just moan at the sight of him.

"Won..woo," You choked out. He looked up at you with a caring look.

"What is it baby?" He asked.

"I need you," You whined and he smiled. He got on top of you and kissed you softly. He picked up your leg and you wrapped his waist with your leg. He lined himself up and slowly slid into your hole. The slow filling causing you to slowly moan with him.

"Just relax baby," He groaned. After you adjusted he slowly started thrusting in and out. He's going just the right speed to make sure you're okay and also enjoying the pleasure. His hands holding your waist tight enough to possibly bruise.

"Baby c- oh shit can you go faster," You moaned out. He compiled and started going faster.

"So good to me," He moaned. You bit your bottom lip trying to muffle your loud moans. He moved his hand from your waist to your cheek.

"Let me hear your pretty voice honey," He breathed. You arch your head back and let your pleasure be heard. You started moaning loudly as you felt Wonwoo's hand fall from your face to your boob. You started to feel the coil start tightening with each thrust.

"Wonwoo oh shit," You cursed. You started clenching around his dick, making him groan.

"Wonwoo I'm gonna-" You choked.

"It's okay baby let it out," He whispered. With one more thrust, you let go. You came all over him. He continued thrusting, trying not to overstimulate you. He quickly then came inside of you, he continued thrusting it into you as he rode you two through your highs.

He stopped and just stayed over you. You felt him soften and then he slowly pulled out. You groaned at the lost of being filled. He laid down next to you, and pulled you on top of him. Your head resting against his chest, hearing his heart beat start slowing down to a regular speed. He started drawing invisible lines on your back.

"I love you," He whispered.

"I love you too," You replied tiredly. He picked you up and laid you down on the bed. He got up and went to the bathroom. You heard the sound of water start running.

"Baby let's go get clean," He picked you up and carried you to the bathroom. He slowly placed you into the tub. He followed behind you and sat behind you. Your back pressed against his back.

"You're so good to me," He kissed your cheek before helping you wash your body. After the bath, you got dressed in your underwear and one of his shirts. You were laying in bed, cuddled up to him. You were talking about something until you noticedthe shiny object that was still on your hand.

"Oh I left the ring on," You smiled.

"Your hand looks pretty when it's occupied," He smiled and kissed your cheek. You grinned at him.

"I love you so much," You smiled against his lips and kissed him softly.

"I love you too," He kissed you passionately.

#seventeen smut #wonwoo smut #seventeen scenarios #jeon wonwoo smut #wonwoo fic #wonwoo thots #svt smut #kpop smut #seventeen fanfic #seventeen imagines #wonwoo imagines

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nogenderbee · 4 months

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How would Isagi, Reo, and Chigiri be like with an s/o who can see the future?

Yeah, of course! Sorry for taking so long but I just couldn't find the motivation for pretty long time... but I still hope you like it!

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Isagi, Chigiri, Reo with an reader who can see the future

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @miya-akane

Isagi was a bit stressed because today, his group was supposed to play against other group which he saw as a lot better than them. He knew all his training lead to this moment and that if they put them in this position, they must have chances of winning! But that didn't seem to stop his worries anyway...

So you used your abilities to something good and reassure your partner.

"Isagi, I swear it's gonna be fine. Stop worrying so much."

"I know I shouldn't... but I just can't help it. I'm sure it'll be fine once I enter the field."

"I'm telling you, you're gonna win."

Your partner smiled at you gently knowing you well about your gift, but he also couldn't rely on only your words.

"I'll do my best then!"

And he most definitely did his very best leading to his groups victory just like you predicted!

Who knows? Maybe it was your prediction who helped him be so confident?

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You had a bad feeling today... And what's worse, Chigiri had a game today... But you could feel that something bad is gonna happen to him and you just couldn't ignore that...

Before match, you ran up to him, worried look on your face even tho you were now more at ease when you saw him safely standing there.

"Chigiri! Did anything happen yet?"

"Huh? Why would it? Did you saw something?"

"Yes! Please be careful while running today..."

He gently nodded as an answer, seemingly trusting you words.

"I will make it my utmost priority, don't worry."

After a bit of chat, he had to leave. You were considering if you're interested should convince him to not go play this time but you knew he cared for that and will definitely take great care of himself and be more careful.

During match, he was about to take the ball but he noticed ground being a bit uneven and slowed down. He lost a chance and his teammates were slightly disappointed in him, same as audience... but both him and you knew that he just avoided an accident.

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You and Reo were discussing your plans for the day, apparently he wanted to take you to your favorite cafe and you couldn't complain, but you got that one feeling telling you it was not a way to go... so instead you suggested simple walk around the park. Although it looked like your boyfriend REALLY wanted to treat you today...

"Y/N I know you can foresee the future but don't you think it's a bit impossible for a cafe small like that to overflow with customers?"

"It's still possible... better safe than sorry, don't you think?"

He could only sigh and nod his had, agreeing to your plan with small "yes ma'am/sir/love".

But your walk turned to be a great one because when you were passing few meters from your favorite cafe, you noticed long line and you just had to smirk at your partner as he sighed, knowing well what you're about to say...

"Told you!"

"Yes, I'm sorry for doubting you and your abilities. I'll make it up, okey?"

You chuckled with a nod. Maybe it wasn't cafe date like you originally planned but it was still very admirable date! After all, it's the company that counts and you for one definitely couldn't complain!

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#blue lock #x reader #blue lock x reader #isagi yoichi #chigiri hyoma #reo mikage #isagi yoichi x reader #chigiri hyoma x reader #reo mikage x reader #blue lock isagi yoichi #blue lock chigiri hyoma #blue lock reo mikage #blue lock isagi x reader #blue lock chigiri x reader #blue lock reo x reader #fluff #blue lock fluff #oneshot #blue lock oneshot

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starlightandfairies · 1 year

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Insecure nights ~Austin Butler~

Description: The reader isn't really too great, her self-esteem is very low and Austin reassures her that she is gorgeous and that she needs to look after herself.

Warnings: Swearing, she/her pronouns, fluff, angst, low self-esteem, body issues, social media bullying, rude fans

Key: POV = Point of view

Word Count: 1,184

*Please know that you all are gorgeous no matter what you look like, I've been feeling insecure lately so I've just written this and I hope you know that you're insecurities do not define you. Have a lovely day.*

Being Austin's girlfriend was great, he was the best guy that you could ever hope for and he was everything that you needed in the relationship. Like all people, you were insecure, though, you had your moments where you felt so confident and loved yourself for your body that you were happy to be existing just as you were. It all came crashing down though, one day you're minding your own business and you're scrolling through social media and you come across a photo that some random took of you and Austin out in public where Austin's mid-spin with you in his arms as he hugs you.

The caption was supportive of you and your relationship, reading:

Look how cute they both are! You can really tell Austin loves her

It always made you smile knowing that there were fans that were supportive of your relationship and tried to defend you both when mean comments popped up but this time, it got under your skin.

She seriously needs to lose weight

I love her, she's so pretty and so sweet

Look at his arms, you can tell he's struggling to hold her up

Does Austin hate seeing her acne? Because I do

She's gorgeous, she shouldn't be dealing with you assholes.

I saw a beach photo the other day and her stretch marks were fucking hideous -#Ihatestretchmarks.

You fell into a cycle, you were trapped and you couldn't get out of it, couldn't stop reading all these awful things. You felt sick as all your insecurities were being judged and picked on. You snapped out of your thoughts as a door slammed closed, you dropped your phone on the bed and quickly placed a smile on your lips before you walked over to investigate what happened.

"Sorry, darling, I didn't mean to scare you. The wind picked up and got the door." Austin walked over to you, a charming smile on his lips as he embraced you in his warm arms. Austin rested a kiss on your forehead, then caught your lips in his, you smiled against his lips and stared at him with a gentle look in your eyes.

"Doesn't bother me any, just glad it's you." He smiled at you, staring at you with an amused glint in his eyes and rested another kiss on your lips before taking a breath.

"I'm gonna have a shower, we can watch some movies afterwards, okay?" You simply nodded, smiling lightly as he rested one final kiss on your forehead and walked to your shared bedroom. You walked to the living room and started picking out some movies to choose from, giving Austin the chance to what he wanted to watch instead of just giving him a sappy rom-com.

Austin walked over to you, he wrapped his arms around you, pulled your back against his chest and leaned down to rest a kiss on your cheek.

"How are you feeling, sweetheart?"

"I'm feeling fine, how about you?" Austin turned you around, he rested a kiss on your lips and crouched down to stare at you. He led you over to the couch, gave you reassuring smile and held your hands in his.

"You wanna tell me what's going on?"

"Nothing is going on." You lied.

"I love you and I know you. I know when something is on your mind and I've seen that look before. I don't want this to become something that hurts you, you're my girl and I love you. I don't want to see you hurting."

"It's getting into my head again, I hate feeling like this, I hate not thinking I'm pretty and I hate that those assholes can get to me when they don't know me and I don't know them." Austin rested a hand on top of his, you stared at him and sniffled as he wiped away a tear that fell from your eye.

"Darling, you're absolutely gorgeous, they don't know what they're fucking talking about."

"Sometimes... sometimes I feel that I'm not pretty enough for you or good enough." Austin grabbed your hands, staring you deep in the eye.

"You're fucking stunning, darling, don't think that you're not. You're more than good enough for me and you're always the prettiest girl in the room. My eyes are always on you and you're always got this lovely glow about you. You're gorgeous, you're beautiful. These insecurities of yours, I'm sorry they get you down and I'm sorry that these awful people think that they have the right to hurt you with them." Austin took a breath, bringing you closer to him and cradled you close to his chest.

"You don't think I'm too big, or my acne is ugly or my stretch marks make you embarrassed to be seen with me when we're at the beach or the pool?" Austin shook his head, bringing your eyes to meet his and smiled at you.

"I think you're perfect, I think you're gorgeous and you're not 'too' big, you're perfect just the way and I love you. This acne, it's normal, you're human. Humans have these things, I love them because it shows how real you are and I think it's actually really cute. These stretchmarks, I love tracing over these when we're cuddling, you always smile and sometimes it turns into a tickle fight and I love having these with you. Darling, you're gorgeous and I love you with my entire heart. I'm sorry that people aren't treating you right and I hope you know that whenever you feel like this you can talk to me."

A smile formed on your lips, Austin smiled with you and rested a kiss on your forehead. Austin flopped on the couch, you still in his arms and rested your head on his chest.

"You're not uncomfortable?"

"Not at all, I promise you, sweetheart." The shorts you were wearing were pyjama shorts, Austin slowly started tracing patterns on your skin, near your hip and trailing down a little lower to get the ends of the stretchmarks.

"You're gorgeous, I love you, I love you so much." He whispered watching as you just put something on and snuggled in closer to be held tighter by him. Austin hated seeing you feel so down, hated that these people who knew nothing about you treated you with insults and made you feel like shit and you were the greatest thing that had come into his life and he didn't want you to feel like you weren't pretty enough or good enough.

"I love you, thank you." You whispered.

"What are you thanking me for, darling?"

"You just no what to say to make me feel better."

"I mean them all."

"I know you do. I love you so much."

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goodolme · 1 year

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Heya beautiful cutie! How's goin? I really hope good,and eat the vegetables! They good for healthiness.

So,i see your request are open only for imagines so,if this doens't sound like one,feel completely free to ignore it ok?

The request is pretty simple. Rise Leonardo x reader (female or neutral, your choise) who was like Draxum, trying to kill them because in her head it's has to be done or sum,but now she's undestand that she was wrong and make part of they side and now Leo can go and confess more confident because she's not "evil" anymore (and obviously she accept and kiss that precious thing 🥺)

♡ sorry i tried to murder you ♡

Pairing: Rise!Leo x Reader

Pronouns: none mentioned.

Warnings: There might be grammatical errors.

Notes: Sorry I made you wait so long lovely, between tests and no motivation to write I couldn't come up with any ideas. But thankfully today inspiration decided to strike! So here you go!

Also I may make this a proper series at some point. I liked some of the ideas I came up with.

I'm also not sure If this is an imagine but we're here so

Masterlist

Since the moment he first saw you Leo knew he was in trouble.

It could have been because of the sharp object pointed to his throat but also because you were the most beautiful being he ever layed his eyes on.

Leo got a little "desiese", as Donnie called it, called love at first sight.

You two first met when you were in one of your missions.

Let me explain:

You grew up in the mystic city. Raised by a ground of yokai that called themselves "The Order" wich was basically a group that really didn't like anything mystic leaving the mystic city.

Their mission was to eliminate or at least stop the being that were mystical or brought anything mystical to the "other side" as they liked to call it.

Even though most of them don't even know if the other side was actually evil because almost none of them have been there and it actually turned out you were all being brainwashed BUT that's a story for another day.

Back to the stuff we're all here for:

The idea of the mission you were on was to find and eliminate the four individuals that have been detected going back and forth between the mystic city and the other side.

Unfortunately at that moment you couldn't only find one.

And it was the most annoying and full of himself boy you ever met in your whole life.

He would just keep flirting with you and making "clever" jokes.

Unfortunate to you you didn’t catch him.

But you would still try every time you had the chance.

Al least untill something bad happened.

And I mean BAD.

The end of the world was comming, courtesy of the krang.

And you may be thinking "Oh well if the world is ending then why is thet a bad thing? Weren't you against all the people there or something?"

Yeah well, with the end of the other side came the end of the mystic city. And you weren't really fond of that.

Leo, in the midst of the chaos, had an idea: What if they asked for help to the order? They knew a lot about this kinda of things no? Sure they wanted to kill him and his whole family but it was worth a try... right?

And just like that you were thrown to the other side.

And let me tell you this first impression was not the best.

Even though you were terrified you tried to fight the best you could.

And I that time, those short days (that really felt like an eternity) you started to realize.

You realized that the people from this part weren't bad as the order made them out to be.

They were just like you.

They wanted to save their families, loved ones and loved their world. They wanted to protect all of those.

After all the "almost end of the world" thing you decided to stay there.

Sure you'd be seen as a traitor by the order. And you were planning on going to them and explain everything to them and show them their bad ways.

But that was for another day.

Leo would be more than delighted to let you stay with him and his family.

Them not so much.

But eventually you grew on them.

Leo would definitely teach you all about "The other side lifestyle", explaining and introducing you to a whole new range of things.

Sure you were scared of some, but you went through it together, one step at a time.

Througgout your stay you started developing feelings toward the blue masked boy.

At first you didn’t really understand. You've never felt anything like that before.

One night you and the turtles decided to go out for pizza (on a rooftop of course) you and Leo were separated from his brothers as they messed around.

And then it came. He cinfessed his feelings for you. You could feel the heat rise up to your face.

Of course you confessed your feelings back. Telling him you didn’t really understand.

You would navegate it together.

Then he kissed you.

You could hear the sound of his brothers "awwww"s as well as a gagging sound in the background.

But you couldn't care less.

#rise leo x reader #rottmnt fanfiction #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt x y/n #rottmnt x you #leo x reader #rottmnt x reader #rottmnt leonardo x reader #tmnt x reader

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to-the-stars8 · 1 year

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Learning to Love Slowly

Jason Todd x Reader All Chapters AO3 reposting from my other story in case yall don't read that one, but; Wow, I've been gone for two whole weeks without a word. That is totally my bad, guys. If you're by chance wondering why I've been MIA I'm just going to say sickness and seasonal depression and hope that explains enough. lol Nonetheless, my pretties xoxo 18+, MDNI

41- Wrapping Willies and Getting Silly

After years of practice of moving in complete darkness, Jason eventually found confidence in it. When no one could see you there were no worries about what deformities you had or what mistakes you made. Maybe that’s where he got the confidence boost to take nearly every article of clothing off your body while looking at your face. Something he knew for sure he couldn’t do in the light.

Either way, the sensation of it all had every single nerve in his body on edge with excitement.

Your hand left his shoulder, and, despite not even being able to see what you were doing, he could hear the fabric of your underwear slowly slide against your legs as you wiggled out of them. Then, your fingers slowly traced from his shoulder back down to his hands.

“Move this way,” Your command was soft, almost delicate.

Your free hand wrapped around Jason’s hip as you sat up. With ease, you switched your positions, having him lay back as you laid on him. Satisfied, you asked if he was okay, and Jason couldn’t have said yes faster.

Your hunger for him was given away by your feverish kisses, pressing passionate lines from his lips to every scar on his body. You were making a map of him, something you had yearned to do for so long. The scars felt different against your lips than the rest of his skin. Some of them were softer and others not so much. Jason whimpered at certain ones, but with little light, it was hard to determine if they were good or bad.

“Are you okay,” You asked, lips pressing into his collarbone. “Am I going too fast?”

Jason’s hand came up on your sides, gliding up under your breasts and then back down to your ass. “I’m okay. Keep going.”

“Are you—”

“Please.”

Jason sounded desperate, and you decided to be brave. Slowly, you moved your kisses further down his body until you felt the hairs above his cock brush your nose. Jason’s breath hitched in his throat, and he made an audible gasp. You were proud of the response.

Taking his hard cock in your hand, you gave it a pump before experimentally putting your lips against the leaking tip. Jason bucked his hips forward at the sensation, surprising you.

“Sorry, sorry,” He gasped out. “I didn’t mean…”

Before he could finish, you took the weeping tip into your mouth, sucking gently before taking more of him into your mouth inch by inch. It could have been the hunger or those gorgeous pathetic moans from him for him that pushed you, but either way, you were taking his cock to the hilt. You listened intently since you couldn’t see him, soaking in each and every delicious sound, one right after the other.

He tasted almost sweet, and you found it fitting. A man as kind as him, it should have been obvious. His cock twitched in your mouth like crazy, letting you know that you’re doing something right. When you pull back up, letting off his tip with an audible pop, you tried to squint through the darkness at him. Still, you couldn’t see anything but his outline. The only way you knew he was there was by his hands on your arms and his moans.

“Jason,” You say, taking a moment to kiss his thigh. “Talk to me, honeybee.”

“I was so close,” He whined.

Smiling, you pressed one more kiss to the tip of his cock before crawling back up to feast on his lips again. He welcomed it despite the bitterness of his orgasm vanishing.

“Can I turn on a light, or open the curtains,” You asked. “I’d like to see you.”

Jason’s heart fumbled in his chest. He was comfortable with the lights off, especially since he knew he couldn't look you in the eyes when you two were this intimate. And he didn’t know how to explain why he liked them off without ruining the whole mood.

“We don’t have to, Jason,” You said after he took too long to answer. “If you’re more comfortable like this for now then that’s fine. Just do me a favor and tell me to stop the moment you want. I can’t see you to know what you’re thinking.”

“I will,” He whispered.

“Promise?” You said and patted around for his hand.

You found it and nudged your pinky against his. Smiling, Jason hooked them together. “Promise.”

“Good,” You said before moving.

Jason heard you feel around the bed, patting the pillow and even accidentally his face, before finding the nightstand. Your hand smacked against the wooden top until you found the drawer.

“What are you looking for?” Jason asked, lightly biting at the arm against his chest that was supporting you.

You huffed before answering, “A condom. Ever heard the phrase wrap your willy before you get silly?”

Jason chuckled. “Not from anyone who wanted to get laid.” He ran a hand over your ass then added, “plus, don’t worry, I have one in my belt. I always carry one in case of emergencies.”

You snorted. “Emergencies?”

“Ya know, for the people who need to wrap their willies—” Despite the darkness, you could just hear the shit-eating grin on that pretty face.

“Ha-ha,” You sarcastically laughed. “Put it on.”

Jason, never one to deny you anything, did as you commanded. He slipped it on before sliding in next to you. And you were ready for him. You moved him below you, straddling his waist as you took full advantage of the power you had over him. Yet, he couldn’t let you have all the fun.

Inch by inch, his hands rounded your thighs until his right hand rubbed over your lower half. He heard your breath hitch in your throat then let out a sigh as his fingers ghosted over the inside of your thighs. When his hand curiously caressed your folds, you shuddered against him with a whine. His fingers dipped between them, stroking slowly until he found exactly what he was looking for.

He listened to your reaction as he circled your clit, and when you let out a choked sound he paused. “Are—are you okay?”

You huffed as you reached between your bodies to push his hand against you. “Perfect, honeybee. I’m perfect. Keep going.”

Jason smiled at you with such happiness that, if you could see him, you would have thought he won the lottery. Your reaction sent butterflies in his stomach. He continued his languid rounds on your clit until you were mumbling broken, incoherent words.

Jason was fucking reveling in it.

You felt swollen and wet against his fingers, and his cock throbbed because that was because of him.

Then, just as he was about to explore his way down to your entrance, you managed out, “I want you inside me. Please.”

Jason nearly came right then. “I didn’t—” The words died on his lips when he felt your eyes on him. “Okay.”

“Do you want me to top?” You asked, reluctantly pulling yourself off his hand.

“Please.” Jason wasn’t sure he could be on top and still retain the confidence the darkness gave him. He acknowledged that he was a strong guy, and was worried that he would hurt you unintentionally. One of the reasons you had been on top this entire time.

Your lips met his again before asking, “You still good to keep going?”

Jason leaned into the palm of your hand that he brought up to caress his cheek and nodded. Pressing one more kiss to his lips, you moved.

He could feel you move down his legs, adjusting your position so you hovered right over his cock. Somehow, it surprised him when your fingers gingerly wrapped around it to align it at your entrance. As you teased him, letting him poke and prod at you, he could feel how hot you were. When you lowered yourself slowly onto his cock, Jason threw his head back and cried out. Amidst the new sensation of you wrapped around him, he heard you let out a long, satisfied moan that you had to be holding in.

Sinking down on his cock was nothing short of near ecstasy for you.

He’d had sex before, but nothing like this. He loved you—trusted you, and that made the feeling of being so fucking close to you taste sweeter. When you were at the hilt of his cock, Jason gripped your thighs as he adjusted to the warmth and tightness of you. Somewhere in between, he thought he managed to gasp out your name.

“You okay?” You said breathlessly.

Jason nodded before remembering you couldn’t see him. “Amazing.” It wasn’t exactly an answer to your question, but it perfectly described how he felt.

Satisfied with his answer, you ground your hips against him. Jason wanted to move, to buck up into you with relentlessness, but the sounds you made as you pleased yourself on his cock convinced him that he needed to let you take everything.

Your hands moved across his chest, groping every part of his body that you could. Jason copied you as he groped your breasts before his hands fell down over your inner thighs. It took a second since he couldn’t see exactly what he was doing, but when his thumb brushed against your clit you nearly fell forward. Luckily, you managed to catch yourself and put both of your palms flat against his pecs.

He felt warm, sweaty, and fucking hot. You could have told yourself it couldn’t get better than this, but the skin-smacking against-skin sound that echoed throughout the room had your insides on fire.

“Yes,” You sighed. “Keep doing that.”

Jason shifted beneath you and you clamped your thighs over his hips with a squeal. He’d hit that one spot inside you that had your eyes rolling back into your head. Jason bucked his hips up almost as if he could read your mind. The feeling of restraint he was desperately holding on to quickly started to disappear. It felt so good—you felt so good.

When he started to buck into you, your voice echoed off the walls of your bedroom. You tried saying something, but with your panting and the way Jason’s cock was filling you so damn well it was impossible.

Jason’s fingers rubbed against your clit as he abused your g-spot with his cock, and you weren’t too far from coming. Still, you tried holding on longer when you heard him whine desperately. Leaning down, you kissed him as you met his thrusts.

Jason gasped and broke the kiss. “Fuck.”

“I know,” you panted out. “I'm gonna come, too.”

Just as the words left your mouth you cried out again, making sounds that Jason had never heard from you before. You clenched around him, and Jason knew he rather die than let go of your body. Slowing down, he continued to fuck up into your pussy until your body was shaking.

“Jason,” You called as you fell forward onto his chest.

As he thrust up, he held your hips against his, letting out a low groan before stilling. His lips found yours again, kissing them so feverishly it almost felt like he hadn’t kissed you in ages. When the overstimulation started to kick in, Jason was slow to pull out of you. He did it inch by inch, almost teasing you, and your toes curled at the sensation.

“Oh fuck,” You breathed.

Jason huffed let out a chuckle and agreed with you. Lazily, you slowly slid off his body until you were on your back next to him, breathing heavily alongside him. He wasn’t too sure what to do next, because before it was really just sex. It was a clear-cut process that had little to no strings attached.

He lay there frozen with sweaty skin, jumbled thoughts, and anxiety as he tried to figure out what to do.

Suddenly, with a long, tired groan you reached up and switched on the lamp. The moment the warm light touched his skin, he felt more naked than he already was. He was a mess in the aftermath and terrified of what you would think. Jason preferred to be a disaster in the dark.

When you looked over at him, fear doubled down in his chest. Your eyes wandered over him with no shame, drinking up every hickey, drop of sweat, scar, and whatever you had left on him.

What you said next was soft, and Jason, for once, let himself believe your compliment. “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a prettier sight than you right now, Jason Todd.”

Jason smiled and knew he’d keep the lights on next time.

#jason todd smut #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd fic #jason todd headcanon #jason todd #jason todd x you #jason todd x reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x fem!reader #red hood x you #red hood x reader #red hood fanfiction

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squippy360 · 2 years

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ShySub!Bucky barnes x SoftDom!Male Reader

Cw:(public teasing, comfort, male reader is a gentle reader, smut, collar kink, Hair pulling kink)

I had Bucky resting in my arms, cuddling him in my lap. He was fast asleep and softly snoring. My heart fluttered at the soft noises he made. His face was nuzzled in my neck and his arms were folded on top of my chest. I had my arm wrapped around him and my other hand in his hair. I had been sitting here holding him for about 5 hours now, unmoving.

We were in our bedroom so no one would bother us. I just loved the fact that he could trust me with me holding him while he slept. I couldn't help but hold him every chance I could. He wouldn't talk to anyone other than Steve, Sam, and me. We were still teaching him how to interact with others. So sometimes when he's overwhelmed with social situations he would come and cuddle me.

I froze when I heard him groan and move. He slowly buried his head in my chest before reluctantly pushing himself up on my lap. I put my hands on his hips and ran my hands up and down his sides. "Sleep well?" I murmured.

He nodded and sleepily rubbed his eyes. I sat up and kissed his neck lightly. "Are you hungry? Thirsty?" I asked. He nodded and cuddled back into me. I awed at him and reached over to the mini fridge and got out some Fiji water for him. He smiled and slowly drank it. "Thanks…" He softly mumbled.

"Hey bed buddies!" Sam yelled from the outside of the door. "Darling, maybe they're sleeping…" Steve whispered quietly. "What are you yelling for?" I called back. Bucky groaned. "Shut up…" He moaned. I ran my hands through his hair and shushed him.

"Are you getting up? We have to go to a meeting!" Sam yelled. We both groaned and got up. "I'm sorry, Love." I apologized as we began to dress properly. He shook his head. "It's alright…Darling." He mumbled that last part. My eyes lit up but I didn't push him. We quickly got ready and followed the other couple out of the tower.

Bucky started looking nervous as we got into the limo with all the other avengers. His gaze by looking down and nudging his hand against mine. I sat closer to him and sneakily intertwined my hands with his.

He eased his body a bit but was still nervous. I didn't want to make him any more nervous so I didn't hold him fully. Everyone was chatting amongst themselves so he was a bit more at ease knowing that they weren't paying attention to him.

"Don't pay attention to them. Pay attention to me. I know you're still trying to get used to being around so many people but I'm here. I'll protect you and all you need to do is show confidence. Show them that you're better than them. Show me how much of a good boy you can be." I whispered in his ear. He shivered and looked up at me with a surprised blush on his face. I squeezed his hand and smiled affectionately. "I love you." I whispered. He looked down again, this time hiding a smile.

I tilted his head up to look at me. "Confidence." I murmured. He gulped and nodded. He looked out the window and I smiled. "Such a good boy~ Soon, you'll be able to talk like an extrovert. Well get that self esteem up together." I whispered. I just couldn't help but stare at his pretty tied-up hair. It was always so silky and smooth and everytime I just wanted to run my hands through it.

I switched his hand over to my right hand and I wrapped my left arm around his waist. "You're staying right next to me the entire time. I won't let anyone take you away from me and I will make sure everybody knows. That. You're. Mine." I growled. He nodded. I knew he loved it when I was possessive. He had told me before that it makes him feel safe. So I made sure that every time we were out in public, I was guarding him 24/7.

We soon arrived at the huge building for some award ceremony after our latest big mission that we succeeded in. I shuffled out the car along with Bucky and we all made our way inside the building. I had my arm possessively around his waist as we walked past the paparazzi. He fiddled with his suit but soon stopped when we were all standing in a line, facing the crown of people and news reporters

(1 hour Time skip)

We were all done getting out awards. We were now answering all of the paparazzi's questions. Everyone had moved around and I had lost Bucky. I mentally berated myself for waking away. I saw him being questioned by multiple camera people who were touching and shoving him. He looked so uncomfortable and was looking around for an exit.

My fists clenched and I stormed over to them. I shoved the people away and shielded him from them. "If you don't walk away and stop bothering us in the next 5 minutes, your corpses are going to be on the news." I growled, my powers showing just to intimidate them. They gasped and quickly shuffled away. I grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the bathroom, ignoring the eyes staring at us. I quickly locked the door and pulled him into a tight hug.

He was hyperventilating and crying into his hand. Sat him on the sink and let him cry into my chest. "Breathe with me, Baby Boy. In. Out. In. Out." I said, holding his face in my hands and making sure he was stable enough. "In…out….good…in…out…" I mumbled to him.

"I'm so so sorry, Love. I should have never taken my eyes off of you. I'm so sorry I wasn't there sooner. I didn't want any of this to happen…" I mumbled to him. He sobbed loudly and clutched onto my dress shirt. "Oh, Baby. Let it all out. No one is here to hear you." I cooed.

After about 30 minutes, his sobs quieted down to hiccups and soft sniffles. I pulled out a cloth from my pocket and tilted his wet face up to look at me and I wiped the tear tails off his cheeks. "I'm sorry, My love. I promised I would stick next to you and I broke it. I'm so sorry…" I said, ashamed of myself.

He shook his head. "I wandered…" He murmured. I looked down and surprisingly, my shirt wasn't that wet. I hummed and hugged him closer and a bit tighter.

"You're such a good boy, being so strong out there. I couldn't be more proud. You really did show them out there how much you've changed. You're free now, Love. You're my good boy." I whispered in his ear. He clung onto me, his breathing slowed and calm.

"You're doing so good." I whispered and pulled him into a kiss. He moaned lightly and grabbed my wrists softly, guiding them down to his hips. I smirked and slightly humped against his waist. I heard a gasp from him when I bit his lip lightly.

We pulled away and his lips were a pretty shade of red. "How about this: after we go home, let's have some fun after we get to our room~" I growled in his ear. He shivered and moaned out a small 'o-ok…'

"Are you ready to go? I'm not leaving your side this time." I whispered to him. He nodded and shuffled off the sink. I wrapped my arm tightly around him and we walked out. Of course Tony had stolen the show and was ranting loudly about his new inventions. Everyone else was talking to each other. I walked over to Sam, glaring at anyone who pointed a camera at my baby boy.

"Where the hell were you?" Sam asked. Steve kind of hid behind Sam, already getting tired from answering so many questions. "I was dealing with something." I said and we stood beside them.

"Look at that bastard over there. Winning the damn public's attention…" Sam glared at Tony who had a smirk on his face as he talked into the cameras. "What? Jealous, Wilson?" I chuckled at him. He huffed and glared back at me. "A man can't just hate another man for no reason?" Sam growled. I just patted his back.

Thor had Bruce in his lap, Stephen had Tony pinned down, Loki was embarrassingly whimpering under Clint, Sam was kissing Steve, Quill was humping Scott while the other man hid his red face, and I also had Bucky in his lap. I was roughly making out with him, groping his thighs and smirking as he squirmed.

After a long while later, we walked out of the building and made our way ro the limo. The paparazzi outside began snapping pictures of us but I didn't feel like interacting with them. I had my arm tightly around Bucky's waist asd I quickly got into the car. As soon as everyone was in the car, we were all over each other. (Ships based off of this kinka-)

I pulled away and snaked my hand on the nape of his neck, pulling his chest flush with mine.

"I want to do so many things to you~ I wanna fuck you on the counters, the walls, the couch, and windows. I want to show you off to everyone~ I want you to scream out my name~ I wanna see you squirt out that pretty cock~ Maybe I could make you lose your mind on my hands or my tongue~" I growled in his ear and nipped at his earlobe.

He buried his head on my neck. I looked down at his pants and saw a small wet stain on his pants. "Oh, Baby~ Did you just cum from my voice?" I teased. He let out a moan and rolled his hips against my hips. "How many times are you going to cum from me just describing how I'm going to make your body shiver and shake under me." I growled.

"W-Wait…Please I-I can't! N-No more! S'too much! I'm gonna cum again!" He gasped loudly. I threw my head back at the thought of him wetting his pants from just my voice. "God~ Just fucking wait till we get to our bedroom." I groaned.

We arrived at the tower and quickly parked inside. We all stumbled out and made our way to our respective rooms. As soon as me and Bucky got inside, I had my hands all over him. I tore off his suit and ripped open his dress shirt. My lips attached themselves into his neck and sucked and licked his sensitive spots.

He arched his back and moaned softly. His hands gripped my suit, trying to keep his legs from crumbling under him. I swiftly scooped him into my arms and plotted him on the bed. "Wait!" He yelled suddenly. I stopped all movement and looked up at him. "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" I asked. He shook his head. "Can you…keep your shirt on. You look really…good in it…" He whispered shyly. I smiled warmly and kissed him on his thigh. "Of course baby~ Just for you~" I murmured.

I yanked off his pants and his underwear. His cock was already wet and leaking. I couldn't hold back anymore and I immediately deepthroat his cock, moaning at the taste. He keened into a nearby pillow. "M/n-" He was cut off with a slap on his ass. "It's Daddy tonight~" I growled and sucked his cock.

He arched his back and weaved his fingers in my hair and gripped it hard. I moaned loudly and gripped his hips hard. "Daddy! I can't-cumming!!!" He cried out and came quickly. My eyes rolled at his flavor squirting on my tongue.

I swallowed slowly, making eye contact with him the entire time. His face turned very red. "Are you ok with me pulling your hair? If not, that's ok." I asked. He nodded. "Please daddy! Touch me everywhere. I need it!" He begged.

I growled and flipped him on his knees quickly. I poured lube on his hole. He looked back at me with lustful eyes. "Daddy~" He whined and wiggled his ass at me. I quickly rolled a condom on my cock and shoved my cock inside of him. We both let out loud moans.

"Buck…I can't hold back anymore. I wanna fuck that pretty hole of yours. I want to engrave my name on every part of your body. I want you to be mine~" I growled and fucked him hard. My hand gripped his hair and held his head up, making him look at the mirror. . He screamed out and gripped the sheets. "DADDY!!! HARDER!!! MY BODY IS YOURS!!! I'M YOURS!!! PUT YOUR TIE ON MY NECK, USE ME!!!" He screamed, his teary eyes looking at me through the mirror. I quickly took my tie off and tied it around him. I used it like a leash and choked him comfortably with my tie.

His eyes rolled back and his hand came back to grip my thigh. I snuck my hand down his cock and rubbed the tip of his cock. "Cum baby~ I want you to squirt all over our bed~ C'mon baby~ Let me see you~" I groaned.

I spanked him hard. "I have a little present for you after this~ Oh you're going to look so good in it~" I groaned and threw my head back. My hand suddenly became wet and an embarrassed Bucky screamed loudly. "DADDY~ Y-YOUR GOING TO MILK MY COCK DRY~" He slurred loudly. I bit my lip at the thought. "Shit baby~ I'm going to go cum in that pretty ass of yours." I growled and let his hair go. I leaned down and pressed my chest flush with his back and choked him. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and tears were running down his face. "DADDY!!! GONNA CUM AGAIN!!!" He pleaded. "Cum for daddy~ I don't mind milking that pretty cock of yours~" I growled as he shivered.

I could tell his legs were getting tired so I sped up. His whole body shook under me. "Daddy~" He slurred sleepily. "I'm going to cum baby~" I whined and thrusted a final time before cumming side of him.

He collapsed onto the bed, twitching. I pulled out and rolled him into his back. "Baby~ Are you ok?" I whispered. "Tired…thirsty…" He mumbled shyly. I quickly got a towel and some water for him. I got him cleaned up and helped him drink his water. I watched him pull something from under his pillow. "I know how much you were talking about you marking me with your name so…I got this…" He said and showed me a pretty collar with my name on it.

His gaze was averted and looking out the window. "Oh…Baby~ I love this~" I whispered to him and gently took the collar, attaching it to his neck. I loved the way it complemented his shy nature. It almost looked normal on him. "My good boy~" I purred and let him sleep on me. I covered him in his blanket and fell asleep.

Next up: Principal!Steve Rogers x Student!Male Reader

#marvel x male reader #avengers x male reader #marvel #x male reader #male reader #marvel fic #bucky barnes x male reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes imagine

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descendinginto-madness · 10 days

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your first and final chance.

word count: 618

content warnings: injury & death, description of a death scene (mild gore)

summary: welt yang is a smart man. sometimes, it does him more harm than good.

both the story and the author's note contain spoilers for 2.1 hsr update!

author's note: ookay. so. oh my god. ummm 😋 welt x gallagher gone terribly wrong! "ship so good they kill each other" to quote my friend. though! here we just have an implied past relationship. but i'll write something nice for them idk man i just!! can see them together!! idk what i'm doing though!! idk man. i'm sorry if they're ooc once i have more time i might take this fic and make it longer and uh. also here. my assumption is that welt guessed something's wrong abt gallagher (we all know there is) and yaaaaaa idk man.idk!! i love rambling fr

“I'll give you one chance to surrender, Mr. Yang.”

Welt looks at Gallagher when he speaks; the man’s smile is all the same, just like before, but there's a hint of something else in his eyes. Something… Dangerous - though not enough to scare Welt; there are few things that would actually manage to do that.

Of course, it’s already clear to him this won't be a peaceful conversation, as Gallagher has initially promised— he expected it much earlier, the moment the Hound requested they talk. He's confident in his own abilities, though; even going against something the nature of he doesn't necessarily fully understand.

If the others were here with him - if he'd allow them to accompany him in the first place - he’d likely feel different. He'd be more cautious. But he's alone right now, and that means that he doesn't have to pay that too much mind - for now, at least.

So, to Gallagher’s words, he only raises his eyebrows slightly.

“Is this the real reason why you wanted to see me?”

Gallagher laughs quietly.

“Yes and no. You're a bit too observant, Mr. Yang.” He steps closer, but Welt doesn't move; his grip on his cane only tightens a little bit. “I won't lie, I'm impressed, but I can't just allow you to run around with this knowledge, risking that you’ll expose me, can I?” He raises his hand, and his thumb brushes against Welt's cheek gently. A while ago, perhaps he'd like to lean into this touch. Right now, it's not comforting, but rather feels… filthy. He doesn't let anything of that show, though; he's letting Gallagher talk. “The thought of having to get rid of you is pretty upsetting, though. I thought I'll invite you here, and maybe we'll be able to come to an agreement.”

Welt frowns at these words.

“I won't negotiate with you,” he says. His voice is calm, but cold. “Nor join forces with you.”

“Ah.” The Hound looks at him with a thoughtful smile, before taking a step back, his hand falling back to his side. “I see. I thought you might be willing to, since you came here, and confronted me about what you had discovered before sharing it with your trusted companions– but I guess I was wrong.”

There's warmth coming to Welt's face, a slightest hint of red on his cheeks, barely noticeable but still there - embarrassment, perhaps. It is true; he chose to settle this privately first, for a reason not particularly clear even to him. He knows he has misplaced his trust once again, and yet something stopped him from exposing Gallagher as the murderer first thing.

He doesn't want to dwell on it too much right now. He will have time later.

“But that means I don't really have a choice,” Gallagher adds. Perhaps he'd scare someone else with such a statement; Welt doesn't feel much, though.

“What makes you think that it'll be easy to get rid of me, Mr. Gallagher?” he asks.

The other man just laughs.

“It might be much easier than you think, Mr. Yang.”

Welt opens his mouth to reply, but then a shadow appears behind him.

Despite his age his reflexes are still well, his body still quite agile, but the Death is faster; he barely has any time to react, to even process what's happening, before something pierces through his body. It's accompanied by a blood-curdling screech and tears through his body, ripping his flesh, crushing the bones in its way. Blood splatters around the room when Gallagher's silhouette fades as his vision becomes blurry and then goes entirely dark.

“...What a shame,” Gallagher says, looking at the pool of blood on the floor, and laughs.

divider by @/cafekitsune

#angstpril2024 #honkai star rail #fanfiction #day17 #last chance #hsr #welt yang #gallagher #tw death #tw injury #tw blood #dim writing ☁️

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probably-impossible · 3 months

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Habeas Corpus

A snippet of a Lawyer AU for day 7 of @dollarstrilogyevent - justice.

Blondie heard the phone in the outer office ring and Maria's muffled voice say “Sentenza & Biondo, how can we help you?” It was quiet for a while, and then the phone on his own desk started to ring. He sighed and picked it up.

Before he could get a word out, a voice on the other end said, in a heavy Mexican accent, “Are you Sentenza or Biondo?”

“Biondo.”

“Can you put Sentenza on? I heard he's better. No offense.”

“He's, uh… not with us anymore.”

“Oh. Sorry.”

“'S alright.” Blondie took a moment to wash down a propranolol with his watery coffee. “You want a consultation?”

“Nah, skip it. I'm at the police station right now. They're gonna arrest me for murder. But I didn't do it!”

“Sure,” Blondie muttered. He reached for a pen and notepad. “Name?”

“Tuco Benedicto Pacífico Juan María Ramirez."

“Right.” He scribbled down the first and last names and shrugged on his olive-green blazer, which he had forgotten to have dry-cleaned for the fourth week in a row. “Don't say anything. I'll be right there.”

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There were only about twenty officers in the Betterville Police Department, and Blondie knew all of them. The one who met him at reception was named Wallace. He was the kind of cop who made the cameras in the interrogation rooms necessary. “You here for the Rat?” he asked.

“If the Rat's name is Ramirez, then yeah. Who's prosecuting?”

“Mortimer.”

“Christ. You guys are taking this seriously.”

“Murder's a serious crime.” Wallace led Blondie back to one of the little interview rooms and opened the door for him. “Your lawyer's here,” he said.

Tuco sat up from where he was slouched in a corner of the room. He was a shorter man dressed in a brown jacket, chinos, and flashy white pirarucu boots. He had gold rings on his fingers, a gold tooth, and a gold crucifix on a chain around his neck. “Hey,” he said to Wallace, “you got an ETA on that cheeseburger? I'm starving in here, man.”

“It's on its way.” Wallace motioned Blondie towards the table in the middle of the room. “Don't take too long, we want him booked tonight.”

“Yeah, alright.” Blondie sat down at the table and waited for Wallace to leave the room before turning to his new client. He opened his brown leather briefcase and pulled out a sheaf of papers and a pen. “Fee agreement,” he said. “Take a look, say if you want me to explain anything.”

Tuco nodded, took the papers, and signed the bottom one without reading a single word. “I don't know if you had a chance to look into my record,” he said.

Blondie nodded. “It's pretty bad. You're not getting bail with those priors. Or a plea deal.” He put the fee agreement back in the briefcase and took out his notepad. “And Mortimer’s prosecuting. Likes to play hard ball and he's the best trial attorney in the state.”

“You fill me with confidence.”

“Well, Sentenza was the best. I don’t like talkin’ as much as he did. But I'm smarter than he was. That's why I'm still here.”

Tuco drummed his fingers on the table. Despite the fact that he'd certainly been through the system before, he looked nervous. “I really didn't do it, you know.”

“Sure,” Blondie said. “But assuming you did—”

Tuco slammed his hand on the table with a force that almost made Blondie jump. “I’m innocent this time,” he insisted, raising his voice. “And that's the truth! If you don't believe me how the hell is anybody else supposed to, huh?!”

Blondie raised his eyebrows. He leaned back in his chair and folded his arms. “Alright then,” he said. “Convince me first.”

Tuco growled. “Son of a whore… You're lucky the Rojos recommended you, otherwise I'd take my chances with the public defender.”

Ah. The Rojo cartel were Sentenza & Biondo's best customers. “This have anything to do with them?”

Tuco avoided his gaze. “Well, maybe. A little. I may or may not have been doing a favor for Ramon at the time.”

Blondie sighed, almost in relief. “If your interests end up going against theirs, ethics-wise I'd have to drop the representation. Best to play it safe. Hope you get a good public defender.” He started to put his notepad back in his briefcase.

“Shit! Wait!” Tuco reached across the table and grabbed Blondie by the wrist. His grip was surprisingly warm and firm.

“Let go of me,” Blondie growled.

“No, you just listen to me for a minute,” Tuco said. “Are you fucking kidding me, man?! I called you because you're supposed to be the scummiest lawyer around!”

“Sure, but I don't think you're worth pissing off the Rojos.”

Tuco seemed to hesitate for a moment. “...Alright, well, I can make myself worth it.”

“What do you mean?”

“Just shut up and listen.” Tuco's wide brown eyes had Blondie pinned to the spot. “The dead guy, Bill Carson. Ramon wanted him roughed up a little and I owed him a favor. So I followed him to the alley behind that strip club downtown, Mirage, I think. But when I found him, somebody else had already shot him. He was still alive, just barely. He gave me something.”

Blondie just glared at him silently.

“A key to a safety deposit box,” Tuco whispered. “With two million dollars inside. Clean cash. I managed to hide the key somewhere safe before they brought me in. I'll give you a cut of the money if you get me off.”

“Phrasing.”

“Oh fuck you.”

“What's the cut?”

“Twenty-five percent.”

“Fifty.”

“Fuck your mother too. Fine.” Tuco let go of his wrist finally and leaned backwards, scowling. “Well? Are you gonna be my lawyer or not?”

Blondie thought about it. Not for too long. A million dollars was a nice amount of money. And the firm had been in the red ever since Sentenza kicked the bucket. “Sure,” he said, and put the notepad back on the table. “For a million dollars plus my fee, I'll get you off all day long.”

#this was gonna be longer but alas i did not finish it :')#dollarsfandomevent #dollars trilogy #lawyer au #tuco ramirez #blondie #my fanfiction

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munsonslilbunnie · 2 years

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perfection. | eddie munson x reader |

summary: after a rough day at school, eddie is there to comfort you and show you just how much he loves you.

pairing: eddie munson x plus-size!fem!reader

word count: 3.3k

warnings/cw/tw: bullying. major insecurities. fluff (with a sprinkle of angst lol). no beta so all mistakes are mine.

a/n: it has been years since i have written an x reader fic so it might not be the best + this is the first time i am ever writing for eddie so i'm sorry if he's pretty out of character! i hope you enjoy reading!

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you try your hardest not to let it get to you. usually, it didn’t bother you – but today. today it just got under your skin in a way that you weren’t used to.

the cheerleaders were mean. they always were. that’s nothing new, in your eyes, at least. they would hurl insult after insult at you – at your body, your face, your clothes. and those who were close enough to hear would laugh and agree with their words.

typically, you wouldn’t even pay them any mind. you didn’t care what they thought about you. you were happy in your own skin – blemishes, imperfections, rolls, squishy tummy, everything. you were happy and confident in a way that those cheerleaders did not understand. they would try to put you down with every chance they could get – but it was not enough for you to be affected by it.

that is – until they started to use your boyfriend against you.

it hasn’t been that long since you started dating eddie “the freak” munson – perhaps only officially for a month now. it was a shock to most people, including yourself, when eddie randomly walked up to your table at lunch one day, slamming a hand down next to your tray, and sending you a blinding, yet so so charming smile down at you. he had simply asked for your name – and before you knew it, he was suddenly everywhere. in the halls. in the parking lot. at your lunch table. in the library. suddenly and effortlessly, eddie munson became a beacon of sunshine that your entire world revolved around. he wasn’t a freak – a nerd and a metalhead, definitely, but a freak? oh no. he was the epitome of sunshine. he brightened up your day and your life like no other. he honestly was the best thing that has ever happened to you. you weren’t sure what you did to deserve someone like eddie in your life, but you truly were grateful for it.

eddie had quickly become your everything.

and the cheerleaders were quick to catch onto that. sure, they always teased you about your weight, it was just something that you were used to (spending almost 4 years with those same bullies means that their words lost their bite after a while). but the moment they started to use eddie against you? that’s when everything started to crumble.

“where’s your freak, (y/n)? did he get tired of seeing your face already?”

“even the freak got tired of you, didn’t he, huh?”

“of course, he did! do you really think even a freak like munson would want to be seen with a whale like (y/n)?”

all day. it went like that all day. to make it even worse, you didn’t see eddie at all. he had decided to ditch at the last minute, though he did remember to tell you about it in the morning. he had to fix a few details about an upcoming D&D campaign and he couldn’t do that if he went to school. he reassured you that he would still come and pick you up at the end of school so you wouldn’t have to use the bus.

it was nearing the end of your last period and you couldn’t wait to get out of there. you could still hear all of the snickering in the back of your mind, the crude stares the cheerleaders shot at you, the words that seemed to strike through your heart every single time they uttered eddie’s name.

you know you shouldn’t listen to them. you know that they were just trying to get under your skin. you know that they were just being their typical mean girl selves. they had nothing better to do than to torment someone – anyone. and unfortunately for you, you were their usual victim.

you were strong enough not to cry in front of them. you didn’t want to give them that satisfaction.

all you wanted to do was go home and lock yourself in your room for the entire weekend. you just wanted to be by yourself. or preferably with eddie. but first, you had to survive your last period.

the last 20 minutes of class went by in a blur – before you knew it, you were rushing out of the classroom, not bothering to stop by your locker to leave your books, and made a bee-line towards the exit, eyes glancing around in a hurry for eddie’s van. to your relief, it was parked in its usual spot and you could see his head banging back and forth, long fingers tapping along to the rhythm of the music he was blasting. your heart fluttered at the sight and your feet were quick to make their way towards the van, ready to forget all about today.

thankfully, no one seemed to bat an eye at you as you made your way across the parking lot, watching as eddie took notice of you from his rearview mirror and a wide smile broke through across his face, large brown eyes filled with tenderness – all for you.

fuck, just seeing his smile made you feel like you were on cloud nine already.

“baby!” eddie called out to you as he got out of his van, slamming the door behind him as he met you halfway, his arms quick to wrap themselves around your waist and holding you tight against his body. “fuck, you don’t know how much i missed you today, (y/n),” he whined breathily against your neck, his cold nose nuzzling against your skin as he breathed in your scent – fruity. sweet. like home.

“eddie!” you couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped your lips as your arms wrapped around him, the nuzzling against your neck tickling you. “missed you so much too, baby, you have no idea,” you muttered softly against his ear, leaning back slightly to peck his cheek.

he pulled away from the hug and took your book bag off your shoulder, swinging it around his own as he placed a hand on the small of your back, guiding you over to the passenger side of his van. he gave you a cheeky grin as he opened the door for you, “m’lady, after you.” he bowed slightly, swaying his arm as he motioned for you to get in.

you playfully rolled your eyes at him, but still got in the van, being mindful as you felt the van dip slightly at your entrance. your cheeks burned at the fact – did it always do that…? you shook the thought away from your mind, forcing yourself to smile at your boyfriend’s antics as you cooed back at him, “why, thank you, my kind sir~”

his doe-like eyes glanced at your smile, and you feared he saw right through your act, but he flickered back to your eyes and he grinned at you brightly, “anything for my princess.”

with a chuckle, he shut the door and made his way back to the driver’s side – but to your horror, a group of cheerleaders – heather, patty, and olivia, your main bullies – sauntered their way over to eddie, looking at him with disgust in their eyes, but they knew you were looking now, your own eyes wide as they started to talk to eddie. your cheeks burned as eddie looked on at them in confusion, glancing from them to you every once in a while. you weren’t sure what they were saying, you couldn’t read their lips – but whatever they were saying, eddie didn’t seem to like it. you watched as his expression grew darker and darker, his bangs now hiding away his eyes as the girls continued to speak and laugh, motioning their hands towards you, cruel smiles set on their lips.

“ah!” a startled gasp escaped your lips when you felt something bang against the van, the sound echoing through your ears as you watched eddie, the man yelling at the now terrified cheerleaders, making them cower and run away before the “freak” got to them.

“ – fuck off with that bullshit!” you caught the last bit of whatever he was yelling as he roughly opened the van door, getting in quickly.

you pressed yourself against the seat, watching with wide eyes as eddie gripped the steering wheel tightly, reversing the van out his spot and swerving his way out of the parking lot. you’ve never seen him this angry before – his knuckles white from the tight grip he had on the steering wheel, his cheeks flushed red from anger, a vicious glare set on his face, frantic mumblings under his breath as he sped down the road.

“e…eddie?” you spoke in a small voice – you knew he wasn’t angry at you, but you still wanted to be cautious – just in case.

a shuddery breath came from his lips and a shake of his head.

not now.

your teeth dug into your bottom lip, hands now in your lap, playing with your fingers as you waited for eddie to talk. you wondered what those girls could have possibly said to him that would make him react this way. although… you were starting to have an idea. you just hoped it wasn’t that.

it took only a few minutes for eddie to get to the trailer park where he lived, soon putting the van in park in front of his uncle’s trailer.

“baby.”

“yes…?”

“what happened today?”

you made a slight choking sound as you looked at eddie with wide eyes, before trying to hide it away with a cough. “w…what do you mean, baby? today was normal, like usual..” you giggled nervously, not being able to meet his eyes anymore.

“so you mean to tell me… it’s normal for heather, patty, ‘nd olivia to say all that shit about you? to you? to your face?” eddie questioned you, a harsh glint in his eyes as he tried to catch your gaze, his lips pursing together.

a wince brought through your facade, before you tried to erase any expression from your face – but it was too late. eddie already saw it. and he was not happy.

“so, it’s true? they say that shit to you?” his hands clenched into fists, trying not to do anything rash – but it was hard. they hurt you. no one hurts you.

“i…it’s not a big deal, eddie! it’s fine, ‘m used to it anyways!” you tried to defend yourself, before wincing once again. uh oh. maybe that wasn’t the best thing to say.

eddie twisted his body towards you, his hands tugging your own into his and held onto them gently, his gaze hard yet filled with concern for you. “babe. it is a big deal. you don’t deserve any of their shit. fuck – i didn’t even know they were bullying you! (y/n), why didn’t you tell me? you know i – fuck.” he groaned softly, throwing his head back for a moment as he tried to calm his emotions. his eyes wavered slightly as he stared at the roof of the van before looking back at you, eyes widening as he took notice of the watery glaze in your eyes and your trembling lips. “oh, baby…” came a hushed whisper before he tugged you over onto his lap, sitting you down fully on him as his hands gripped your plush hips, fingers pushing up under your shirt slightly to rub soothing circles against your skin.

you sniffled slightly, trying so hard not to let the tears escape – but to no avail. hot streams of tears started to roll down the curve of your cheeks, soft hiccups leaving your lips. gentle, calloused hands reached up to your cheeks, thumbs brushing away your tears as they fell. the action broke something inside of you – a choked out sob came from you, your body falling limp against eddie’s body. for a while, that’s all you did. you cried into his shoulder, one of his hands gently rubbing your back while the other patted your head in a comforting manner.

it took you a bit to finally calm down, the exhaustion of keeping everything to yourself finally coming through. you surprised yourself – you haven’t cried this much since your freshman year – since the bullying started. it was hard keeping everything in, without someone there who understands what you’re going through – without someone who is unconditionally and irrevocably by your side. always on your side.

“i tried… so hard, eds,” you whisper softly, your forehead pressed against his shoulder, “i tried so hard to ignore it. the first time… the first time, it broke me. i just wanted friends. i wanted friends who i could hang out with and be myself with. that’s all i wanted. but they laughed. they laughed at me for wanting to be their friend during our freshman year. they called me names – horrible names and i believed them for so long. i manage to ignore them most of the time, now, but it’s hard sometimes. they…” you let out a wet laugh, pulling away from his shoulder to look into his dark, doe-like eyes as you continued, “they started saying shit about you. about how you didn’t want to be seen around me anymore, that that’s why you didn’t come to school today. that you couldn’t possibly like me because look at me!” you were in near hysterics at this point. you wouldn’t necessarily call yourself insecure, but after hearing it over and over for years – sometimes it was hard not to be. “‘m not pretty enough! ‘m not skinny enough! ‘m not interesting enough! fat! cow! whale! i hear it every single day ‘nd i never say shit about it because i don’t want you to start believing everything!” the tears started to flow again. but that didn’t stop you. “i don’t want you to believe every little thing that they say! i don’t want you to start seeing me the way they see me! i can’t – you can’t believe them, please, eddie!” you cried out, your hands clutching onto his shoulders as you confessed your insecurities to him.

“fuck, baby, i don’t believe them!” eddie rushed to say, his arms wrapping around your shoulders and tugging you tight against him, his eyes wide as he listened to you. “you’re fuckin’ beautiful, (y/n)!”

“d… don’t lie to me, please!”

“‘m not fuckin’ lying, babe!” eddie spoke harshly against your ear, holding onto you tighter when he felt you begin to struggle. “you’re so gorgeous, why can’t you see that?! fuck, you’re the most beautiful girl i have ever laid my eyes on, (y/n)! why do you think it took me so long to go up to you ‘nd just talk to you? i was so fuckin’ terrified talking to you – because you were, like, this etheral being who was so out of my league but i couldn’t help it. i wanted you so bad.” he pulled away slightly to look into your eyes, his own filled with sincerity. your breath hitched as you stared back into them. “you are, ‘nd forever will be, the most beautiful person i have ever met, inside ‘nd out. everything about you – you’re perfection to me, (y/n). believe me when i say that, no, i don’t believe the shit that they say about you ‘nd never fuckin’ will. you are you. you are beautiful. you are amazing. you’re so fuckin’ wonderful ‘nd magnificient ‘nd perfect. absolutely perfect – to me ‘nd for me.” his chest heaved up and down slightly as he stared into your eyes, his hands now on your cheeks, holding your face in place, “you are my baby. my princess. fuck, you’re the owner of my fuckin’ heart, (y/n). ‘m so goddamn in love with you!”

and suddenly – silence.

the only thing that could be heard was heaving breathing from the both of you, eyes wide and staring at each other as both tried to digest what was just said.

“you’re…you’re in love with me?” a meek whisper came from you, your heart pounding harshly against your chest. you couldn’t believe it. did he really just say that to you? did he mean it?

eddie winced slightly, cheeks red from revealing his secret, but he slowly nodded his head, looking into your eyes as he spoke, so you could see just how true his next words are. “i am. have been for a while now – ‘nd i know it’s bad. we’ve only been dating for, like, a month, i know. but i’ve watched you from afar, (y/n). when i say i was terrified of talking to you, that’s the truth. i looked for you everyday. i longed to see your pretty face, hear your sweet voice at lunch or in the hallway – i longed for you for so long ‘nd shit, i know that sounds like ‘m a creep but you – fuck, there was just something about you that called out to me ‘nd i just knew i had to get to know you somehow. even then, it took me months to go up to you that day at lunch. i wasn’t even expectin’ you to feel anything for me. i thought i could handle just being a friend to you. to you, i was someone. i was a person. you didn’t see me as “the freak” of hawkins high. you saw me for me. ‘nd that just made me fall even harder for you. i know – i know it’s too soon ‘nd i don’t expect you to say it back anytime soon but i just need you to know that it’s true ‘nd what i feel for you is real, (y/n)–”

“i love you too, eddie.”

“what?!” eddie spluttered out, looking at you with wide eyes, his entire face going red as he tried to process what you just said.

“i love you too, eddie,” you repeated, smiling slightly – and even with tear stained cheeks and red-rimmed eyes from crying – eddie thought you haven’t looked more beautiful than in this moment.

“(y/n)...”

“i’ve known for a while – about my feelings, i mean… it’s hard not falling in love with you, eddie…” you let out a shaky sigh as you looked down at your lap, “every time you’re just being yourself… i fall more and more in love with you. i can’t help it. i… wasn’t expecting to tell you so soon, especially if you didn’t feel the same way, but,” you gave him a shy smile, “i guess we’re on the same page then, huh?”

eddie couldn’t help but chuckle softly, shaking his head as his hands cupped your cheeks and pulled you into a soft kiss, sighing happily against them at the familiar feeling he gets whenever he kisses you. perfection, indeed. “yeah, i guess we are, babe.”

“i… ‘m sorry about just now. i guess everything just got so overwhelming, so quick, i couldn’t keep it in anymore.”

“princess, don’t apologize, okay? i get – like, totally get it. thank you for trusting me enough to tell me everything, but please – please promise me that if something like this happens again, if those crazy chicks starts messing with you again, you’ll tell me, yeah, babe? i don’t care who says shit about me, but i don’t want anyone to mess with you. you just give me the word ‘nd i’ll go unleash “the freak” on them, got it?”

you giggled softly and playfully roll your eyes at him, feeling like a weight has finally dissipated from your shoulders. “yeah, yeah, i got it, eds~”

“now, how ‘bout we go in ‘nd listen to some music? maybe watch that new horror flick we’ve been wanting to watch? ‘nd maybe fuck–”

“eddie!”

“what – it’s just a suggestion, babe!”

ugh, you were in love with a total dork. but he was your dork and you honestly couldn’t be happier.

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Content: Established relationship, coercion (kinda), handjob, vibrations, dirty talk, spit, swearing.

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“No. Fucking. Way.” You warn, leaning back against the wall and crossing your arms defensively. “You keep that thing away from me.”

“Oh, come on, Darlin’.” Digger is still smiling, crooked, confident, casual. He gestures to the speed gauntlet strapped to his other arm. “It’s perfectly safe. You’ve seen me usin’ it.”

“Okay… but if anything happens to mine.” You point to your crotch before gesturing to the growing erection in Digger's trousers. “I’m using yours as target practice.”

Digger maintains eye contact as he reaches out, there’s no pleasantries. He makes quick work undoing your trousers, hooking his gloved fingers in your boxers, and pulling them both down until they’re positioned halfway down your thighs.

“What, no foreplay?” You challenge, raising your brows at him.

He rests his unarmed hand on the wall beside you and leans in, occupying your lips with his. You’re only allowed a moment to enjoy it before you feel the brisk metal finger plates of the gauntlet wrap around your half hard cock. You hiss at the contact, and Digger pulls his hand back immediately.

“Sorry bout that. Shoulda warmed it up first.” His expression flips to sheepish as he brushes his fingers against his scarf. He blows on it a few times before spitting into his palm and continuing. “Right, let’s try that again.”

He resumes the position, one hand on the wall, one hand slinking back between your legs, and his face just inches from yours. The temperature has barely improved, but he’s able touch your dick without causing you to flinch this time.

You’re still underwhelmed as he starts slowly pumping up and down your shaft. To give him a fighting chance, you close your eyes, hoping it will help you focus on the feeling.

Then it hits you, an intense pulsing, jerking you at an impossible speed. The wall prevents you from being able to roll your head back, so you stare at Digger, wide-eyed as your body tingles and burns.

“Shhhhiiiiit, you like that.” His voice is dripping with fervour, and it only serves to add an extra level of throbbing to your cock. Already approaching your climax, you’re unable to find the words to respond, instead fisting your hands around Digger's leather lapels in anticipation. “You reallllly like that, don’t ya?”

A nod is all you can manage as you begin to jerk and quiver, hitting your climax in record time. It’s hot and searing, like lightning is running through your whole body. Seemingly endless ropes of cum spills between your bodies, sullying both your clothes and the gauntlet.

The tips of your fingers and toes, among other things, are still twitching as you start to catch your breath moments later. You can barely comprehend whatever Digger is prattling on about. He’s waving the gauntlet around, his arm moving so fast you can’t make it out. There’s lots of brash laughter and ‘I told ya so’s. You’re finally able to fully tune in as he in as he declares; “We have gotta do that again, soon.”

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