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training4theapocalypse · 1 year

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Thirsty (Adrian Chase x fem!reader)

Rating: Explicit - 18+ only

Word Count: 7.5k

Warnings: SMUT, Mutual pining, Romance, Canon typical descriptions of murder and violence, Dubious consent (they are both kind of drunk), Oral (fem receiving), P in V, Safe sex (male condom), Multiple orgasms

Summary: Your job restocking vending machines takes you to businesses all over Evergreen - including Fennel Fields where the cute busboy keeps making eyes at you. (Based on this ask by @kpopgirlbtssvt)

A/N: There’s a part where Adrian picks the reader up over his shoulder but he is a very strong boi, I am confident he could shoulder carry any thirsty MF. PS My toxic trait is that I slip a reference to Scotland in literally everything I write.

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Tag list: @likeficsinthewnd, @she-wolf09231982,

Chapter text:

The muscles in your forearms ache as you drag your hand cart, stacked with cases of soda and water, up the ramp at the back of Fennel Fields.

You wheel your final delivery of the day straight into their break room, as usual, and park your cart beside the vending machine, ready to start your restock. You’re greeted amicably by the staff, who know you well enough that they’re not surprised to see you.

But one particularly familiar face spots you from across the room and practically leaps off his chair. Adrian Chase looks forward to your weekly trip to Fennel Fields, and today he can’t help but notice the glow on your face from hauling your delivery. He wonders what else makes your face glow like that. He bets he could.

“Hey, stranger,” you say, and he blinks at you as if snapping out of something.

“Stranger? It’s me, Adrian.”

You grin. You can’t tell if he’s joking or not but either way, you find it sort of cute. And, yes, Taylor warned you to stop flirting with the hot but kind of dorky busboy because he’s gonna end up catching feelings, but there’s something fun about getting him all flustered and making his cheeks burn.

“I know, Adrian. I could never forget that pretty face,” you tease. He turns slightly pink. There it is. “Thirsty?” you ask.

“Yup, and wait til you see what I got you.”

This has been your routine at Fennel Fields for a few months now. You pick up some speciality soda while you’re delivering beverages across Washington and Adrian brings you something- usually a snack or anything else he thinks you might like.

“Three… two… one.” At the same time, you pull the soda out from your bag and Adrian hands you a small, blue rectangular box.

A cassette tape. Aqua- Aquarium.

“Adrian! This is so sick- it’s so hard to find tapes these days.” You flip it over to read the tracklist. “I fucking love Barbie Girl.”

“Me too! And I noticed your Walkman, so I thought you could use some more music.” He looks down at the orange and blue soda can in his hands, reading the label. “IRN BRU?”

“This is the weirdest soda I’ve found yet. It’s like bubblegum cream soda but it burns.”

He cracks it open, takes a sip and looks confused. “I think I like it?” He takes another sip. “It’s like my mouth hates it but needs more.”

“I know, right?” You put the cassette in your bag and open the vending machine.

“Thanks for the soda.” He nods at your tired arms as you start loading in your delivery. “Sick forearm pump, by the way.”

“Uh, what?”

“Yeah! You can totally tell you’ve been working on them- they’re huge.”

You raise an eyebrow. It’s probably meant as a compliment, but you’re not sure how you feel about Adrian talking to you like you’re one of his bros at the gym.

“I mean- not huge! Like normal. But nice. And-“

“Have you seen Taylor?” You decide to step in before he can dig this particular hole any deeper. “I need him to sign for this.”

“What’s up, Cuz?” Taylor appears from around a corner.

You hold out your electronic POS and stylus, awaiting his signature. “Just need you to sign this, then I’m done for the night.”

“Nice!” says Adrian “You got any plans after this?”

“Depends on who’s asking,” you tease him, a small balloon swells up in your chest with excitement. You’ve never been sure whether Adrian’s always so excited to see you because he likes you or if he just really likes soda.

“Uh, me, Adrian. Remember?”

“Hey man, what did I tell you about hitting on my cousin?” Taylor gives him a stern look. “Don’t you have a pregnant girlfriend to be worried about?”

You’re surprised, to say the least. The fact that Adrian has a girlfriend (a pregnant one at that) but he still goes out of his way to exchange gifts with you every week is kind of disappointing. It reaffirms your belief that there are no decent men in this town.

“Yes! I mean, no. We, uh, we broke up.”

“Because of the party you tried to throw her?” asks Taylor.

Aw, that’s kind of sweet.

“Uh, yeah, she did not appreciate the abortion party.”

What the fuck?

Taylor signs for the delivery and hands you back the device, giving you a meaningful look- I told you so. The balloon of excitement in your chest feels well and truly punctured.

“But I mean, I’m not hung up on her or anything. I actually dumped her.”

Yup, no decent men alright.

You and Taylor exchange glances. You can practically hear the wet raspberry of the balloon deflating completely.

“I’d better go. Thanks for the tape, dude,” you say a little more coolly than you’d intended in your hurry to hide your dismay before wheeling your cart out of the break room.

“Hey, let me help you with that,” Adrian’s voice calls from behind you, but Taylor grabs the door before he can.

“I got it, man.”

Taylor walks with you to the van. You lean up against the cab door in exasperation. Taylor offers you a cigarette which you go to accept, but he retracts the packet.

“Nuh-uh, let’s hear it first.”

“Fine,” you sigh. “You are so full of wisdom, as always, and I will forever heed your dating advice from now until the end of time,” you concede to Taylor, snatching a cigarette. He grins and lights you both up.

“Y’know what the weird thing is? I don’t think he ever had a girlfriend.”

You exhale a puff of smoke in surprise. “What was that about then?”

“I dunno. I caught him out here celebrating one night, and he made up a weird abortion party story. I think he was really out here dancing because Peacemaker came into the restaurant-“

“Peacemaker?! Jeez, isn’t that guy in jail?”

“Musta released him. But I think Adrian was being an excited fanboy and got embarrassed when I saw him. Dude’s a serial liar- I thought he’d come clean if I asked him about it in front of you.”

You lean your head back against the van. “Where are all the decent men in Evergreen?” You lament and start rhyming off, counting on your fingers. “They’re either obsessed with capes, racists, racist capes or racists who are obsessed with capes!”

“Well, speaking of capes, it’s getting dark. You better hit the road before you run into that nutcase, Vigilante.”

“Yeah, or the escaped gorilla,” you laugh, stubbing out your cigarette.

“Put that in the trash or you’ll end up with a bullet in your head for littering.”

“I’ve charmed my way out of worse situations. Besides, maybe he’ll be the one to sweep me off my feet.”

“Vigilante? Or the gorilla?”

“Honestly, at this point, I’d take either.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The following afternoon, your delivery route sends you off down the highway. It’s not a glamorous job, stocking vending machines at different businesses all over the place, but it’s easy, and you can listen to your own music. It takes you all across this little corner of Washington, and the more you see, the more grateful you are that you get to live in this beautiful, rocky state.

Even if there isn’t a single eligible man to be found on your entire route. You still feel a little crestfallen thinking about Adrian Chase. Why was he so intent on lying to Taylor yesterday? How deep does his Peacemaker obsession go if he was that embarrassed?

You pull up to the back of the Glan Tai bottling plant on the outskirts of Evergreen, put on your headphones and turn on your Walkman. You want to keep a low profile because the clients are much weirder here than the rest- Adrian Chase excluded.

They weren’t always like this. The facilities manager at Glan Tai was a friendly old man - Clive- who let you use their bathroom, and gave you filter coffee from a polystyrene cup to ease your two-hour journey home. Until one day recently, Clive wasn’t so friendly anymore. New management, you expected.

Head down, you drag your cart through the service entrance and make your way to their storage room. Aqua blasts in your ears as you wheel your way along the corridor. There are loud bangs and the ground vibrates slightly, but it’s nothing out of the ordinary in a site with heavy machinery.

You get to the room where they keep the IT equipment, files and vending machine and start unloading. You feel a heavy hand on your shoulder and pull your headphones down around your neck.

“Oh, sorry Clive, I didn’t see you-“

You freeze, icy fear spreading through your veins as you find yourself face to face with - you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me - the escaped gorilla from the zoo.

You scream. Loudly.

Two people burst into the room, startling the gorilla. It backs away from you. For a second, you think they’re factory workers running to your rescue. But they slam and bolt the storage room door shut behind them.

“No! Unlock the door!”

They whip around and point their guns at you. You drop the case of water you’re holding and hold your hands up in surrender.

One of them, you recognise from the news. A man in a black and teal suit, armed to the hilt, with his face almost entirely obscured- except by a red visor covering his eyes.

It’s him. It’s Vigilante. And a blonde woman you don’t recognise.

He lowers his gun and nudges hers away from your direction.

“Shoot her before she kills us both!” snaps the woman, irritated.

“She’s not a butterfly,” says Vigilante, his voice muffled behind his mask. “I know her.”

He knows me? How?

“I’m just delivering water, I swear!” You beg her, looking between them.

Just then, the gorilla appears from behind the shelves and launches the blonde woman across the room.

An involuntary yelp of shock escapes you again and the gorilla returns its attention to you. Thinking fast, you tip your cart forward, and the giant ape trips up on the cascade of cans and bottles.

“You didn’t think to tell us there was a gorilla in here?!” Comes the annoyed blonde woman’s voice from behind a broken table.

“I was preoccupied with the guns in my face!”

The door to the storage room is blasted open and another woman bursts in, followed by none other than Peacemaker.

Adrian would lose his shit right now, you think to yourself.

Peacemaker looks at you through the eyeholes of his helmet “She’s clear, Adebayo” and the other woman lowers her gun. The gorilla gets up. “Oh shit!” says Peacemaker as it sends a swipe in your direction, sending you tumbling off your feet and onto the floor.

You cower in the corner as they fight the gorilla. Vigilante stabs it but it bats him away easily and does the same to the woman called Adebayo. Peacemaker launches himself onto the gorilla’s back but the beast throws him off onto the hard floor.

“Die, human!”

Did that gorilla just speak? What have you gotten yourself into?

The gorilla raises its fists, ready to crush Peacemaker, when a man with an oddly patchy beard runs through the door, chainsaw in hand and proceeds to kill the gorilla, sawing it almost in half and sending blood splattering everywhere.

A small winged creature crawls out of the dead gorilla’s mouth. The blonde woman gets to her feet and shoots it casually. What the…? Was that some kind of parasite?

The gunshot leaves your ears ringing but hearing your name whispered in your ear brings you back to reality. You blink stupidly at Vigilante, who is now crouched down inches from your face and you try to make out his eyes through the red visor. You know those eyes. But how? How does the mass murderer of Evergreen know you?

He hooks his arms under yours, lifts you to your feet and wipes the smattering of blood off your face. Your heart is racing as you continue to stare at him silently, dumbfounded. You know you should be scared of this masked man, who’s wanted on multiple counts of murder. But here he is, claiming he knows you, making sure you’re okay.

“What do we do with her?” asks the bearded man with the chainsaw.

“Who, me?” you try and sound nonchalant. “I didn’t see anything. I’ll just get out of your beard- hair! I mean hair.” You go to put your headphones back over your ears but the blonde woman rips them off.

“Hey!” Vigilante steps between you and her. “Look, she’s cool. She says she didn’t see anything, so she didn’t”

“How do you know she’s not a butterfly?” she challenges Vigilante.

“X-ray helmet,” interjects Peacemaker. “No butterfly in that pretty little noggin.” He winks at you and Vigilante bristles, folding his arms in an irritated sort of way.

“Listen, I’ve got like four more deliveries today so…” You trail off as your body starts to go on autopilot. There’s an awkward silence as they watch you bustle around, stacking the blood-covered cases of water and soda back onto your cart.

“She’s clearly in shock,” says Adebayo, more gently than the blonde.

“Hey, let me help you with that,” says a muffled voice from behind you.

‘Hey, let me help you with that.’

In the exact same cadence as yesterday.

“A-Adrian?” you say hoarsely and you turn back around in time to watch Vigilante drop the case of water. “Adrian Chase?!” you repeat, your voice slightly hysterical.

“No!” says Adrian unconvincingly but at the same time Peacemaker says:

“Godammit Vij. How does she know you?”

Adrian groans in frustration. “She delivers drinks to my job too!”

“That settles it- she’s a witness and she knows Vigilante’s identity. Adebayo, you need to end this. Don’t make her beg for her life like the other guy,” commands the blonde woman, clearly in charge of the team.

“Nonononononono,” Adrian stands in front of you with his arms folded. “No way. I am not letting you kill her.”

“That’s an order, Adebayo. Vigilante- move.”

“Wait,” says the guy with the beard. “She might actually be useful, Harcourt.”

Harcourt raises her eyebrows. “Well?”

“We’re looking for other leads, right? Other places where the butterflies are?” He looks at you. “Hey, water girl. Does this company have any other locations?”

“Y-yes,” your throat feels dry.

“Can you tell us where they are?” he asks.

“Will you let me live if I tell you?”

Everyone looks at Harcourt. She groans. “Fine. But we’re gonna need to figure out what to do with her to keep her from blabbering.”

“C’mon, she already said she was cool!” says Adrian.

“And you trust her?”

“One hundo percent.” He gives you a reassuring thumbs up.

“I wouldn’t trust his judgement,” says Peacemaker and you immediately feel faint. It must be obvious on your face because he backtracks. “No! Not that we should kill her! Definitely not. But Adrian would trust any hot girl. We can’t just let her go.”

Harcourt pinches the bridge of her nose as she thinks.

“Vigilante,” she says finally. “I’m telling Murn that water girl is your responsibility. You’re going to keep her with you 24/7 until the mission is over. Any fuck-up, if she does or says anything that jeopardizes our objective, she’s dead and you’ll be doing black ops in Belize. Got it?”

“Cool, got it!” says Adrian enthusiastically, as if that isn’t the most horrifying thing he’s ever heard.

“Wait, don’t I get a say in this? I have a job! I have people who will be looking for me.”

“Do you want to cooperate or do you want to die?”

“Which one do you wanna do?” asks Adrian.

If you hadn’t already figured out that Vigilante was Adrian Chase, that would have been the dead giveaway.

A few moments later, Adrian is leading you by the hand back through the factory to where your van is parked while you cover your eyes with one hand. He had suggested it after your knees almost gave way when you saw the pile of bodies at the door. And he liked that you had rejected Peacemaker’s offer to hoist you over his shoulder and carry you out.

“Oh, no… Clive,” you whisper, making the mistake of opening your eyes and seeing the old man crumpled on the floor, next to the coffee machine. You cover your eyes again.

“Watch you don’t slip in the blood here,” says Adrian gently, guiding you to side-step.

You groan. You think you might puke.

“I can’t believe you killed all these people,” you whisper, wishing you could disassociate from this whole thing.

“We didn’t, not really- I promise. I’ll explain on the ride home.”

Harcourt instructs Adrian to drive your van, following theirs back to Evergreen. When you’re both out of earshot and in your van, Adebayo sits in the driver’s seat turning to Harcourt, Peacemaker and Economos. “Isn’t it kind of weird seeing Vigilante like this?”

“Like what?” asks Economos.

“Like, compassionate, sweet… not all hell-bent on murder?”

Peacemaker shrugs “He’s like this all the time. You should hear the way he talks about this other girl, his friend Taylor’s sister, or cousin, I think. He’s just a sucker for anyone who’s nice to him.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hours later, you’re sitting on the couch in your apartment, waiting for Adrian to finish up in the shower.

On the drive to their headquarters, Adrian had explained all about their mission and how an alien race called ‘the butterflies’ had taken over the bodies of (and, therefore, killed) all those people in the factory long before Adrian’s team had arrived.

At headquarters, you had told them everything you knew about your clients at Glan Tai and had given them the coordinates for their other delivery location- a small farm thirty miles north of the factory. Murn seemed to be satisfied with your intel and approved of Harcourt’s plan to have Adrian keep you under close surveillance. Great.

Adrian grabbed his go-bag from his Sebring and drove the two of you in your van back to your apartment, where you immediately ran to the shower, to try and rid yourself of all the negative feelings from today.

He now appears in your living room, fresh out of the shower in a pale blue t-shirt and jeans, looking much less out of place than when he was in his full combat gear. But he still stands awkwardly, not sure what to do with himself.

“Thirsty?” you ask him. “I’ve got wine.”

“I shouldn’t. I’m supposed to be keeping an eye on you.”

You find two wine glasses and place them on the coffee table. He sits on the edge of your couch. “What am I gonna do, Adrian?” You open up a bottle of red wine and start pouring. “I could barely stand seeing all that shit at the factory. Do you really think I’m gonna kill you?” You slide a glass towards him and start filling your own.

He looks down at the wine but doesn’t touch it. You raise your glass. “To forgetting the worst day of my life.”

“The worst day of your life? Today was awesome!” He looks genuinely surprised that you’re not sharing his elation. “We killed a ton of butterflies, and now thanks to you, we know where they keep their cow.”

It’s a sentence that wouldn’t have made sense to you a few hours ago. And you hate that it does now.

“We’re saving the world,” he continues. “And you helped!”

You push his wine glass closer to him. “To saving the world, then.”

He takes a sip and screws up his face. “Do you have any beer? Ooh, or soda!”

“It’s in the van. And most of it’s covered in blood now.”

“Then this is great,” he says, a little too politely.

“If you’re not used to it, the first glass tastes like acetone,” you tell him, draining yours. “But the second one…” You pause, pouring yourself another. “The second goes down real smooth.”

Adrian copies you and gulps down the red wine. You refill his glass, and he takes another sip.

“The second one isn’t so bad, actually.” He sounds surprised.

You sink down on the couch next to him. “So now what?” you ask. He looks confused, so you elaborate. “What do you usually do with hostages all night?”

“You’re not a hostage!” He looks offended. “I’m more like your bodyguard.”

“Oh yeah? Who are you guarding me from? Your friends?”

He looks up over his glasses in thought. “Well, just Harcourt. And Murn. But it’s mostly to keep you safe from the butterflies.”

You take another drink of wine. Studying his face, you think he’s telling the truth. He really doesn’t consider you to be his hostage. As you look him over, you realise you’ve never noticed how curly his hair is before- he’s normally wearing that dorky little Fennel Fields hat.

You’ve always thought he was cute in a wholesome kind of way but now that he’s out of his work uniform, you can appreciate that he’s, like, ridiculously, conventionally handsome. You wonder if he knows it. You wonder a lot of things about Adrian, especially now that, come to think of it, everything you know about him is probably a lie to keep his secret identity hidden.

“Truth or dare?” you blurt.

“What?”

“Go on.” You gesture towards him with your glass. “We’ve got a long night. I want to find out more about you. Adrian. Vigilante.”

He looks excited. Maybe it’s the prospect of playing a game, or maybe he’s just happy someone wants to know more about him. Both sides of him.

“Truth then.”

“Does your pregnant ex-girlfriend exist?”

He groans and leans his head back on the couch, staring at the ceiling. “No. I was just trying to cover how stoked I was that Peacemaker was out of jail.”

You laugh, but your eyes linger on his exposed neck and the way his Adam’s apple moves when he talks.

He turns his head to look over at you through his wire-rimmed glasses. “I don’t think Taylor likes me.”

“Taylor likes you just fine,” you lie, sipping your wine.

“Truth or dare?” asks Adrian.

“Truth.”

“Has Taylor ever told you that you shouldn’t date me?”

“Ugh, fine. Yes. He told me not to give you my number.”

“Why?!”

“If you want to ask a follow-up question, then you need to take a drink. That’s the rule.” He does so- quickly. “Okay, fine. He says he doesn’t trust you because you’re always lying about things, and it kind of annoys everyone because you’re a bad liar.”

“Everyone?! I thought we were talking about Taylor?”

“If you want to be liked and have a secret identity, you need to be a better liar.”

“Okay, that’s fair,” admits Adrian, twisting the stem of the glass between his fingers. “Your turn, truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

He thinks for a couple of beats. “I dare you to finish your drink.”

“Are you trying to get me drunk?”

“It was the only dare I could think of that wasn’t a sexy dare.”

The newly formed idea of Adrian asking you to do something sexy for him makes you pause. Warmth pools deep in your tummy as watches you, waiting. God, why does red wine always make you feel so slutty? You raise your eyebrows over the rim of your glass, and you drain the rest of the liquid. “Why don’t you want to give me a sexy dare?” you ask, setting your glass down.

“I dunno, don’t you think there’s kind of a power imbalance?”

“That’s true. You are my bodyguard after all.” You nod contemplatively. “And I guess it would be awkward since you need to stay here for a few more days.”

“Oh, I meant-” Adrian cuts himself off. What he really meant would sound incredibly childish now.

You get up from the couch to retrieve another bottle of wine from the breakfast bar that separates your kitchen from your living room. “Go on, what did you mean?”

“No, I meant what you said.”

No, he didn’t. What he meant is that you have all the power because he has such a huge crush on you. And the way the wine is going to his head, he’s not sure he trusts himself to give you a dare without it having an ulterior motive. Adrian watches as you twist the corkscrew into the bottle with precision. Your chest jiggles in your tank top with the recoil of your arm extracting the cork, and it makes Adrian blush bright red. He discreetly adjusts himself in his jeans.

You bring the new bottle of wine over to the couch and sit down cross-legged, your back leaning against the armrest so you can get a better look at him without constantly straining. Fuck, he’s gorgeous like this, you think, as he gets comfortable, changing position so he can look at you too. In the soft light of your living room, you can make out that his cheeks are pink again. “Does wine usually make you flush like that?” you ask.

“Uh, I wouldn’t know. Can wine do that?”

“To some people, yeah. For me, it just makes me feel kinda sexy.” You clap your hand to your mouth, watching Adrian’s eyes widen. “Ugh! Sorry, I wouldn’t have said that if I hadn’t had two glasses already.” You scoff and shake your head. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

The wine is making you feel bolder. “Have you had sex in your Vigilante costume?”

“Today?”

You almost choke on your newly poured drink with laughter.

“Okay, that answers that question. In which case, I have a follow-up,” You take a sip, pointedly. “What’s Vigilante’s favourite sex position?”

“Oh, uh…” Adrian thinks back to when he last had sex as Vigilante, with Amber and Peacemaker a few days ago. “Any, I guess.”

“Any? C’mon, you picked truth!”

“It is the truth! I don’t take my mask off, or my suit if I don’t have to. So it always feels the same. Fun, I guess, but sorta uncomfortable. Funcomfortable.”

You smile and rest your head on your hand, elbow leaning on the back of the couch. “What about Adrian?”

“Is that another follow-up question?”

You acquiesce and take another drink but before you can even swallow he says “Missionary.”

“Boring,” you tease but he doesn’t seem fazed.

“It’s not. Not when you really like someone anyway. Missionary is fucking great - when you can kiss them, hold their hand, stare into their eyes…” He pauses, his green eyes burning into yours. “Boring is not being able to even taste someone because of my mask.”

You realise you’ve been holding your breath. You look away and exhale slowly, trying to steady the growing arousal burning hot, deep in your pelvic floor.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I-” When you raise your head again, he’s still looking at you intently. “I just realised I haven’t been fucked like that in a really long time.”

He shakes his head. “Yeah right! I bet you go on tons of dates.”

“I do,” you admit with a tilt of your head. “But did you know that like 90% of women don’t orgasm on a one-night stand?”

Adrian’s eyebrows knit together “That doesn’t sound right. Women always cum when I-”

“That’s what all men say, Adrian. But honestly, I don’t think a man has made me cum in, like, the entire time I’ve been single.”

“I could,” he says, matter-of-factly. It’s not a boast, it’s a simple statement.

Honestly, you're not sure if it’s the alcohol or the vivid image you have of Adrian making you clutch at your bedsheets and moan his name, but something’s making the blood rush to your face and other parts of your body that you’re still desperately trying not to think about.

“I’ll do it right now if you want?”

He’s asking if he can try to make you cum as casually as if asking if he can help you restock the vending machine. It’s bolder than you’d expected from the shy busboy. Then again, you’d never expected him to be Vigilante either… maybe you should review all the preconceptions you have of him.

Your abdomen clenches. Fuck, you can feel how hot and sticky your underwear is as he blinks at you behind his glasses, waiting for your response.

You look at his face hungrily, eyes lingering on his lips, now stained with red wine. “Adrian, listen. I’m sure you’re very good, blah blah blah. But I just… I don’t want to set you up for disappointment. It’s kind of hard to make me cum.”

“Let me give it a shot. And if I can make you cum, you let me take you on a date.”

You stare at him, feeling your chest pounding as you contemplate his offer. There’s something about his voice that’s so sincere and so fucking desperate for you, your brain can’t think of a reason not to say yes.

“Truth or dare?” he asks, breaking the silence.

“Truth.”

“Do you want me to go down on you? I’m really good at it.”

Yes! You want to scream- already stupidly soaking fucking wet at the mere idea of it.

Instead, you squeeze your eyes shut and nod. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“Yeah?” His tone makes you think that he wasn’t really expecting you to say yes.

“Yes, Adrian.” You laugh in disbelief. “If you make me cum, you can take me on a date.” He grins and you shift inelegantly, not sure how to proceed. “So… how do you wanna-”

Adrian pounces on you before you can ask the question, his red-stained lips crashing against yours. You kiss him back- hard. You’re thirsty for him, you realise, as you taste the alcohol mixed with the slightly metallic taste of his saliva. You want to drain him, drown in him.

He groans when you grab the nape of his neck and suck on his bottom lip. He can’t believe that you’re kissing him like this- like it’s you who’s been pining after him and not the other way around.

You pause, lips barely touching his. “Fuck, I’ve wanted to kiss you like this for so long,” you whisper.

“You- you have?”

“Adrian, I spend half my week trying to find you new kinds of speciality soda just so I have an excuse to talk to you.”

“Oh.” Realisation dawns on him. All this time he just thought you were really, really into soda.

Adrian gives you one last deep kiss and pulls away. He gets on his knees on the floor, and the sight of him there, with his hands on your hips and his body between your legs, makes your cunt clench. You bite your lips in anticipation.

His fingertips hook the hem of your sweatpants. “Can I take these off?” You lift your hips, permitting him to remove them.

“Fuck,” he breathes, staring at your pussy.

“Adrian…” You mumble, suddenly self-conscious. Exposed. You try to bring your knees together, but he places a hand on each of your thighs, holding them firmly open.

“You’re wet already,” he says, in a self-satisfied sort of way that makes your skin feel like it’s on fire. “When did that happen? Was it when I said I’d make you cum?”

You shake your head. “When I was wondering what kind of sexy dare you wanted to give me.”

He grins “I wanted to dare you to take your top off.” He traces a finger along your hot, wet folds. You gasp, feeling the calloused texture of his fingertip brushing up and down against your skin.

“Like this?” You lift your tank top up and over your head, tossing it aside and then you squeeze your tits together.

He sits on the floor, lips parted slightly in awe. You feel like he’s looking at you like you’re the most-

“You’re the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

Now you really are embarrassed but before you can respond, he dips the finger that was sliding along your folds into your pussy. You bite your lip to stifle the vulnerable, blissful sigh that leaves you.

“It’s okay- you can moan for me.” He reassures, pushing a thick finger in and up. You feel your walls squeezing around him in response. “God, you’re so tight around my finger.”

“Fuck-” you plead, as he teases you, gently stroking your g-spot. His lips haven’t even touched you yet and you already feel like you’re having to consciously stop yourself from cumming.

“You needed this, huh?” he asks and you watch as he kisses your inner thigh, sucking the sensitive skin there. You have to look away- just the sight of his jaw muscles moving as he traces his tongue along the crevice where your thigh meets your body almost sends you over the brink.

“Adrian, I’m- fuck-” After all your warnings about how difficult it would be to make you cum, you’re are shamefully close already- and Adrian knows it. Everything below your waist is hot and shaking and swollen as his finger curls up inside you, tapping rhythmically.

“Wait not yet- I’ve got to taste you. I want you to cum on my tongue.”

Warmth envelopes your clit as Adrian opens his mouth and slowly glides his tongue over the bundle of nerves there, tasting you for the first time. He barely moves at all but you’re so close that just the pressure of his mouth on you sends the crashing wave of your orgasm rolling across his hot tongue. Your back arches and your walls clamp down around his finger.

He lets out a groan, sending pleasant vibrations across your clit.

“Shit, Adrian-”

Blinding lights appear somewhere between your eyelids and the centre of the universe. Your thighs tense as the pleasure shoots through your body, your pussy flooding his mouth between your legs.

When you finally stop twitching he removes his tongue from you, giving you a moment’s respite.

“That was, like, really easy,” he smirks as you run your hands through your hair in disbelief. “I didn’t even have to take my glasses off.”

“I’ve never-” You try to catch your breath, blinking at him. You’re not sure you’ve even made yourself cum that quickly before. “That’s never happened -so fast- ever.”

“I shoulda asked what two orgasms would get me.”

“Literally anything. Do whatever you want with me-” you babble, staring up at the ceiling. You pause to look down when you feel him remove his finger from inside you.

And he takes off his glasses, ready to make you a fucking mess.

It’s the singular hottest action you’ve ever seen anyone do in your entire life- Adrian Chase is going to be the end of you.

He hooks his arms behind your knees, lifting your ass off of the couch and pulling you towards him.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he says, mesmerised by the way your chest still heaves in the aftershock of your orgasm. Adrian buries his face between your legs, delving his tongue between your lips and exploring your entrance.

He pulls back for a second “I knew you’d taste so fucking good.”

Fuck.

You watch as he sucks on two of his fingers and sinks them deep inside you, up to his knuckles. When you repeat his name over and over, he answers by flicking his tongue over your clit.

You gasp at the sensation and grab a fistful of his thick, curly hair. His tongue rolls gentle circles around your clit as his fingers work in and out, softly stretching your pussy. Adrian takes his time now and it’s agonising.

For so long he’s been having sex as Vigilante. Adrian’s missed this, the freedom of having his mask off. Of taste. And he can’t believe that it’s you that he’s devouring.

Fuck, and you could lie here like this forever, just enjoying him exploring you, like he wants nothing more than to make you gush all over him and cry his name again. Normally you’d feel under pressure to perform, to give him that second orgasm he’s so determined to draw from you, but the way he’s taking his time, lazily swirling his tongue in circles, and curling his fingers into you makes you dissolve into a puddle.

“Fuuuck,” you whine helplessly, feeling the familiar sensation of you losing yourself, the heat that’s been slowly building deep in your core threatening to boil over. “Can we do this, like, the whole time you’re here protecting me?” Your eyes try to find his but he’s staring at your tits. His other hand is on your hip, fingers not quite stretching up towards you - as if unsure what the boundary is on touching you when it comes to this silly little deal you’ve made.

You pull his hand to your chest, encouraging him to squeeze you. He moans needily between wet, sloppy licks. The sound of him being so turned on just from touching your body, when you haven’t laid a hand on him yet sends ecstasy searing through you.

And it comes, whipping through your core and cracking like thunder. You squeeze your thighs around his head and he lets you set the pace, as you grind yourself wildly onto his tongue, his lips, his chin. Adrian groans in encouragement when you grip the back of his head, his fingers still pressing into your g-spot as you press yourself against his mouth.

You cum hard again, your rocking hips eventually shuddering to a halt as he gives you a few last long, slow licks. The faint prickle of embarrassment you feel from letting yourself come undone like that vanishes when you see Adrian’s face light up, his lips swollen and sticky, totally enamoured by your now slightly dishevelled appearance.

His mouth looks irresistible. You slink down off the couch to join him on the floor so you can kiss him desperately. Fuck, why did you ever listen to Taylor? You needed this. Needed him. You taste the sweet, salty juices on Adrian’s lips and on his tongue.

“I’ll admit-” you breathe, pressing your forehead against his. “- you’re like really, really fucking good at that.”

“Told you.” He leans on the couch and gets to his feet. “So, where’s your bedroom?”

“Uh, down the hall, across from the bathroom. Why?”

“Two orgasms and I can do what I want with you. Deal’s a deal.” Before your brain can catch up, he hoists you to your feet and over his shoulder, making you squeal involuntarily with delight.

Oh my fucking god.

Adrian slaps your ass and carries you through to your bedroom, tossing you onto your bed where you burst into a fit of giggles. He smells warm and clean, like your favourite shower gel he must have used earlier. He crawls on top of you and plants tiny kisses all over your lips, your cheeks, your nose- every inch of your face and neck peppered with his affection.

He pulls off his T-shirt and - Jesus Christ, he has abs. But you also notice his torso is covered in scars and bruises, the evidence of his double life painted across his body. A streak of white scar tissue here, a purple welt there-

“Don’t girls usually ask about all these injuries?” You ask, tracing your hand down his chest.

“I usually keep my suit on.” He shrugs.

And that’s when you realise- he doesn’t just happen to have sex as Vigilante. He only has sex as Vigilante. You feel a pang of understanding, thinking about the way he so wistfully described missionary earlier. You’re the only one who’s seen him like this. Both sides of him.

Adrian undoes his belt buckle and looks down at you lying spread out of the bedsheets in front of him, still flushed and glowing. He knew he’d be able to make you glow like that.

He pauses. “Do, uh, do you have a condom? I wasn’t expecting to…”

You find a condom in your bedside drawer while he undresses and then you help to put it on him as you kiss the small trail of dark hair below his belly button. He’s big- bigger than what you’re used to. You’d really, really like to suck it, you think. But Adrian has other ideas. He guides you back to lie on your pillows and climbs on top of you.

Wanton anticipation bubbles over inside you, you sigh needily as he kisses your neck and brings his calloused hand between your legs again. He slides his fingers into your folds and you hear the wet sounds of him rubbing your slick on his cock. It’s greedy but you’re already impatient for him- you want to cum for him again.

He positions himself at your entrance and looks into your eyes. “You okay?” he murmurs.

“Yes,” you breathe. “Fuck me- please.”

The way you plead makes him twitch- he can’t take it anymore. The erection he’s had since you opened that second bottle of wine is throbbing. Adrian’s hips press into you and you feel his cock pushing through your folds, into your centre. A soft whimper escapes your lips as you feel him filling you up, the walls of your pussy struggling to accommodate him.

Watching your reaction, he double checks “Sure you’re okay?”

You nod. Because it aches - but in the best kind of way.

“Good,” he says. “Because you feel so good. Your pussy feels so fucking good around me.”

You wrap your legs around his waist. Fuck, he has such a slutty little waist, you think to yourself as he grinds into you, pushing deeper, the head of his cock pressing into your g-spot. You slip your hand between your bodies to touch yourself and he moans quietly in your ear.

“Oh my god, yeah. Fuck, rub your clit because I’m not gonna last long.”

He clasps your other hand, fingers intertwining with yours- half holding it, half pinning it to the bed. Your body writhes under him, leaning your head back into your pillows and he takes the opportunity to suck at your freshly exposed neck.

“You look so good taking it so deep like this,” he groans, tilting his head down to watch his cock slide in and out of you. “I can’t believe I’m fucking inside you.”

Everything he says makes the hairs on the back of your arms stand up. You feel so, deliciously full- the indecent slapping and squelching noises as he picks up pace and pounds into you only makes you wetter.

Your legs squeeze around his waist as your whole body tightens like a spring coiling, ready to be released. The friction of his body moves yours, driving you into your mattress, and putting even more rhythmic pressure on your fingers against your clit.

“Adrian, I’m- ah, fuck- I’m gonna cum again.”

“Fuck, look at me. I want you to cum when I cum. Let it all out for me.”

You try and keep eye contact with him while bliss rockets through your body as his hips slam into you harder. It spreads from your centre right down your legs, now in a vice-like grip around him. You curse his name incoherently, your pussy tightening and releasing as you cum around his cock.

“That’s it- fuckfuckfuckfuck-” His full weight collapses on you as he empties himself. You feel Adrian’s cock pulsing inside you as he groans your name and comes to a halt.

You both lie there for a few moments, Adrian breathing raggedly into the crook of your neck, his heartbeat and yours pounding against each other. Your euphoria is interrupted only briefly when he pulls out of you and disposes of the condom.

Adrian returns to your bed and pulls you into his chest.

“I am never listening to Taylor ever again,” you say, face pressed against his pectoral muscles.

“Yeah?”

“I mean, unless…” You tilt your head up to look at him. “You still want to take me on a date right?”

“Are you crazy? Of course, I do. Why wouldn’t I?”

“Nevermind.” The dating scene in Evergreen has sucked so hard for so long, your first thought was that he might not want to see you again.

He grabs your face with both hands, trying to drum sense into you. “I’ve wanted to ask you out for months. You’re not getting rid of me.”

Adrian plants a kiss on your forehead.

Maybe there is a decent man in this town after all.

#adrian chase x reader #adrian chase #vigilante #vigilante peacemaker #vigilante x reader #adrian chase x female reader #adrian chase x you #vigilante x you #vigilante x female reader #smut #adrian chase smut #vigilante smut #fanfiction #fanfic

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cyberels · 6 months

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IT WILL COME BACK

PLEASE GOD LISTEN TO IT WILL COME BACK BY HOZIER IT MAKES THE FIC BETTER GOD BLESS

(my requests are on btw plsss send fic ideas pleaseee)

PART TWO HERE CUZ MY DUMBASS FORGOT TO ADD IT my bad

summary: ellie hates one night stands, while you couldn’t care less. she barely manages to catch your name before you’re pulled away from her. she makes it her goal to find you again.

warnings: NSFW, MDNI!!!, drinking, language

(i am a whore for subby!ellie so that’s all i wrote in this fic, it’s all e!receiving)

wc: 2.4k

a/n: okay i so lied about the other fic it’s not done yet so take this one instead lol it’s my first time writing smut in years so… please be patient if it’s not good i will improve eventually 🙏 (i didn’t proofread this, sorry if it sucks LOL)

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divider credit to benkeibear :)

The music's overwhelming, and you're certain your hearing's screwed, if it wasn’t already. The lights flash, illuminating the room and all the people in it. You'd been told this was just a small get together, so why are there so many people here? who goes all out for a fucking get together?

you stick to the corner of the room, sipping your drink occasionally while you pretend to scroll through your phone to look casual. originally, your plan was to stay home and study for finals, but you agreed to go because your friend had promised she'd be with you the whole time.

“come onnnnn, don’t be lame. just fuck someone and have a good time, you’ve been studying for like yearsssss.” your friend pleaded. somehow she was already drunk.

“i’m not really in the mood for a hookup—“

“liar, your ass was swiping through tinder not even 30 minutes ago.” she grins at you, “look, let’s just go to the party, yeah? have a good time and shit, get fucked up… maybe get fucked, you feel me?”

“you’re stupid and i hate you.”

“you love me.”

…unfortunately for you, your friend's plan to stick with you only lasted about 15 minutes before she saw her old fling and disappeared up the stairs with them, so you're on your own now. great.

screw it. might as well have some fun, too. you push yourself off the wall, discarding your empty cup on some random shelf, and immediately going to grab another drink to replace it. you look around, maybe a hookup wouldn’t be so bad?

you never believed in divine timing, but you lock eyes with a girl that’s sitting on the couch across from you right when you decide to find someone to fuck. you can’t bring yourself to look away; you’re too dumbfounded that there’s a girl here that’s literally the human embodiment of your type.

the girl smiles back at you, also not breaking eye contact. she beckoned for you to sit down on the couch next to her.

ellie was never the type for one night stands, if she was gonna fuck someone, she’d want them back for more later. but there was just something about the way your outfit hugged your body that made her not care at the moment.

ellies previous situationship had gotten a girlfriend without warning, so needless to say she was in the market for someone else to take her spot. when she saw you and the way you were looking at her like she was the only girl at this stupid party, she figured you were just as desperate for sex as she was right now.

you carry your shot of don julio back as you flop onto the seat across from the girl. you quickly take the shot, being unable to stop the cringe on your face as the alcohol burns your throat. real smooth, she’s definitely gonna wanna fuck you now—

“can’t handle your tequila?” she teased, leaning closer to you so she was able to be heard over the music.

“shut up, i can’t help that it tastes like fucking nail polish remover.”

ellie laughs at your response, and you swear you’ve never heard something so fucking cute before in your life. you try to play it cool, but the way she’s looking at you is making you practically drool. you tense as you unintentionally conjure up a mental image of her hands up your shirt, her lips on your skin, her fingers in your—

“at least it gets the job done.”

you blink a few times, her voice ripping you from your fantasy, “yeah, it does. ‘specially don julio, that shits like a hundred bucks a bottle.”

“and it’s worth every fucking penny, dude.”

you hadn’t expected to be fantasizing about some random girl fucking you, but… here you were. maybe it’s the tequila, or the few drinks you had beforehand, but you decided you absolutely needed this girl despite only speaking two goddamn sentences to her.

your eyes fall to the hallway, moving towards an empty bedroom door, and then back to the girl. you never were a fan of small talk, anyways.

ellie’s breath catches when she follows your gaze to the bedroom. she had been hoping for a distraction from the party, and she was just as eager for you as you were for her.

“wanna go talk in there?” you smiled, nodding towards the room. “it’s quieter.”

the girl grins back, not bothering to answer, just getting up and grabbing your hand, leading you into the bedroom.

usually you’d try to learn her name first, or at least learn more about her, but not tonight, not with her. you needed her as quickly as possible.

you barely let her lock the door before you push her roughly onto the bed, a mischievous smile spreading across your face as you move your body to straddle hers. “you sure you wanna do this?”

“yeah, i’m sure.”

“perfect. gonna be good and let me take control?”

ellie's eyes widened. she’s not normally the submissive type, but… tonight was a different game, and you were hot, so she simply nodded in response as you moved to press kisses into her neck.

you shake your head, pulling away from her for a moment, “nuh uh, not a good enough answer. use your words.”

“mmh— i’ll be good, i’ll let you take care of me.” ellie chokes out, heat pooling between her legs already, and all she wants is to grab your hand and shove it down her pants.

“perfect, good girl.” you coo, rolling your hips and dragging your crotch over hers, your jeans colliding with her sweatpants. your movements are slow and deliberate, you know exactly what you’re doing.

you brush your lips over hers, but you don’t kiss her, instead you move to the side of her face, leaving a trail of kisses across her jawline.

ellie whimpers, “teasin’ me.”

you laugh in response, “maybe i am, pretty girl. you’re gonna have to prove you deserve it before i give you more.”

the noises she made in response go directly to your clit, and if you weren’t having so much fun teasing the girl, you’d be touching yourself right about now.

the other girl grabbed the hem of your shirt, forcing your lips against hers. you moan into the kiss, tangling your hands in her hair and pulling slightly.

ellies so enamored that she doesn’t even realize your knee slipped between her thighs, and she instinctively pulls away as you press your knee further into her, “fuck, ah— s’good, baby.”

you grin, moving your knee up and down slowly, “you like that?”

“yeah, i fucking— shit, baby, fuck—“

you barely give ellie the opportunity to speak before you replace your knee with your hand.

you trail your kisses down to the hem of her pants, smiling up at her, “this alright?”

“fuck yeah it is.”

you giggle, continuing to move your hand slowly against the other girls clothed slit as you place more kisses onto her thigh.

after a moment, you pull back and tug on her pants, “need these off of you.”

you know you sound desperate, but you don’t care.

ellies cunt aches at the absence of your touch, so she quickly obliges, leaving just her boxers on, “take yours off too, babe, please. wanna see you.”

you want to deny her and play your game a little longer, but there's something about the way she’s looking at you, eyes watery and half-lidded, that makes it impossible to say no, “only ‘cause you asked so nicely.”

soon enough, both of you were left in just your underwear and bra, and you thank god you wore a cute set tonight. the only regret you have is not bringing your strap, because god do you want to get this girl pregnant.

“so fucking hot.” you say, moving back so you could see her whole body. you move your hand to trace along her tattoo, and you smile at her, “you’re so fucking pretty.”

ellie whimpers again, and she moves your hand back to her throbbing clit, “more.”

“m’not done admiring you.” you say, “you can wait a little while longer.”

you lean closer to her again, pushing her bra back slightly and sucking on the skin, leaving small red marks across her chest.

at this point, ellie is certain she cannot wait any longer, her legs squeezing together to try and get some friction. “mmh, can’t wait baby, need you now. please— fuck, oh my god— please, baby.”

you push her legs back open, giggling, “you’re so cute when you’re needy. stop moving, m’gonna take care of you eventually.”

your move so your head is in between the other girls thighs, and you place gentle kisses on the girls legs, leaving more red marks every now and again.

“fuck, please touch me, you’re killing me— you can’t do this to me. fuck.”

you grin, you hand hovering over the girls crotch now, just barely touching her, “you’re such a little slut for me, aren’t you? you don’t even know my name and you’re still begging me for more.”

ellie presses your hand down further into herself, she’s getting tired of waiting, “god, babe— please, i need it. please baby, i’m bein’ good, please.”

you bite your lip to stifle a moan, “so fucking hot when you beg.”

your hand moves to her clit, and you rub small circles into her. you’re moving painfully slow, but you can’t let her win just yet, you like hearing her whimper. “so wet already, pretty girl. you’re turning into my bitch, huh?”

you’d be lying if you said you weren’t wet too, and the sounds of ellies moans aren’t helping your case, but ellie doesn’t need to know that right now.

ellie goes to say something in response, but you don’t give her the chance, you speed up your movements, and she whines pathetically into the pillow she has pressed up against her face.

“not— not fair.” she whimpers, “fuck, faster— m’ gonna—“

“not yet.” you say, stopping what you were doing and tugging off her boxers. you’re certain you know the answer, but you ask again, “this alright?”

“mhm.” ellie replies, biting her lip, she can’t bring herself to say anything more. she wants this so bad.

you discard her boxers on the floor, and then bring your head in between her thighs again, “want you to cum in my mouth.”

ellie nods eagerly, and once again moves to press your face into her cunt. she forgets she’s in public for a second, unable to hold back her moans. she’s lucky the music's loud, because god she felt like she was going crazy with how good it felt.

you lick a stripe into her already sopping wet slit, and after a minute, you get to work. the second you stop teasing her, it only takes a few seconds for her to cum all over your face.

the noises she makes as she finishes make it hard for you to focus on anything else, your own clit begging for her touch, but before you do anything else, there’s a bang on the door.

you can’t hear exactly what the person outside is saying, but you’re able to hear one word, cops.

well, fuck, at least the other girl got to finish. you’d definitely be taking care of yourself once you got home.

“shit, i’m sorry.“ the girl starts, grabbing your clothes and throwing them towards you before putting hers on, “usually i wouldn’t just—“

“it’s fine.” you insist, “i’m just glad i got to make you feel good.”

ellie could die, right there on the spot. you look so fucking hot, and right now she was yearning to return the favor and make you feel good, too. “what’s your name?”

you smile and tell her, and then start to ask for hers, but you’re interrupted by the banging starting again. you grab her hand once you both are clothed, and run out of the house.

it didn’t take long before your friend spotted you, pulling you away from the girl and into the uber she called.

“dude, who the fuck would call the cops? it wasn’t that loud of a party— uh, dude, your shirts on backwards.”

“my wh—“ you look down, and sure enough, it is on backwards. that's…. embarrassing. “oh, well, um—“

“—no way! you— with who?! i thought you said you weren’t in the mood for that? you’re such a liar!”

“i don’t know her name.” you admit, brushing your hands through your hair, “wish i did. the cops got called before i could… y’know.”

you didn’t want to say anything further, deciding to spare the poor uber driver of knowing the details of your sex life.

“maybe you’ll find her again, it’s not that big of a town.”

“maybe. but it’s no big deal if i don’t. i don’t normally keep track of my hookups.”

“yeah, but usually you get to finish, too.” she counters.

“it’s whatever, i don’t mind.” you shrugged, and it was the truth. you had toys at home that would satisfy you enough, you’d just use them.

and that’s exactly what you did when you got home.

you turned on the shower and cleaned yourself up when you were done. usually your hookups don’t stick with you like this, but this girl was just so damn hot, and the way she begged— god. you figure you should probably think of something else, because you’re gonna make a mess of yourself again if you keep going like this.

when you hopped into bed, you still couldn’t get the image of her out of your head. this… wasn’t normal for you.

you even fucking dreamt of her that night, and you cursed at yourself once you woke up, because now you were aching for her touch once more.

stupid, you think, i’m so stupid. can’t get attached, don’t even know her name.

luckily enough for you, you don’t have to worry about that much longer. when you open your phone, there’s a dm waiting for you.

…how the fuck?

#max writes ☆#ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams #the last of us #wlw smut #wlw #tlou #Spotify

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dilucsfav · 1 year

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SUBBBB DILUC BABYYYYY pls like a really good bj or anything 🙏

HI GORG, SAW THIS ASK N I HAD TO DO IT LIKE IMMEDIATELY IM SORRY HSSKKDHSH (usually i do them in order but i’m so sorry i couldn’t resist bbg diluc)

i’m sorry for not really posting any new writing for a little while- i hate pulling the mental health card on y’all literally every time but that’s honestly the reason for my breaks and i’m so sorry </333 im really really trying LMAOO and i love writing sm so i hate how i can’t write well when my brain hates me and overwhelms me

anyways…

sub diluc is so hot, so so so everything we need and didn’t ask for frfr— i wrote him so submissive, so patient n so desperate at the same time, so down bad for the reader and and and and

I HAVE SO MANY ASKS I FEEL SO HAPPY CUZ THERES SO MANY GOOD ONES (there are still so many cyno ones, i’m sorry cyno lovers i’ll feed you soon)

but tonight,, instead of making smart choices, such as sleeping, i have decided to write a one shot of my fav bbg ENJOYY

Plead (sub!Diluc x dom!reader)

warning(s): nsfw!!

words count: 779

“A-Archons,” Diluc’s eyes wandered up and down your body, his hands running down your legs slowly, savoring the way your skin felt against his fingers. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

He was practically drooling over you— staring up at you, eyes shamefully taking any glance of your body that it could possibly receive, his breath almost stopping at the sight he was practically blessed with; his partner, dressed in inviting and suggestive clothing, eyes narrowed down at the begging man, barely a curl on your lips. You fought a chuckle as you gracefully held your wrist out, giving nonverbal permission for Diluc to kiss you.

His eyes widened, taking the kind offer you gave him. Holding your forearm, carefully, slowly, almost cautiously; the man started to kiss you. A small peck on your wrist that gently guided up your arm. Your heart practically fluttered as his lips pressed against the fragrance on our skin. You almost allowed yourself to fall short of the plans of spoiling him for the night.

You moved your hand away from him, his eyes showing disappointment as your arm lay back at your side. His fingers were at a loss on where to go, if not met by the texture of your skin and the comfort of holding your body.

“Stand up,” you commanded, gazing down at his flustered face and engaging trance locked onto you. His body immediately stood, staring down at your figure sitting on the bed expectantly, waiting for you to say something.

You looked up at him, almost cracking a smirk as you laid your hands on his hips. You slowly bit your lip when you saw his expression turn into shock, your fingers meeting the button of his pants.

“Are you comfortable, Luc?” Your eyes scanned his flushed expression, your thumb pressing against the button.

“Yes,” he practically choked on his words, his eyes pleading and pupils dilating with intent, “please. Please, (Y/N) darling.”

The loud unzipping of his pants coated the silence. You took your time pushing his pants down, narrowing your eyes up to his expression that started to get needy.

You gave his erection one look and then your eyes met back with Diluc’s again. His eyes never left yours, drool threatening the edges of his lips. His brows furrowed in confusion at your sudden stop.

“Did- did I do something?” His weak voice asked, a nervous edge in his words. You barely smirked, your pointer finger tracing his hips.

“Oh, no, no. Nothing like that,” you assured him, sighing deeply and whispering, “want you to beg for it, love.”

As embarrassed as he already was, he wasn’t expecting a command such as that from you. But nevertheless, he didn’t hesitate in his cries.

“P-please,” he started, his voice barely audible, “please touch me, (Y/N). Wanna- need to feel your touch…” he trailed off, the desperation and grogginess in his voice filtering his pleads. “Please don’t make me wait.”

You gave him a satisfied smile, closing your eyes and leaning forward to kiss his tip, expressing what a good job he had done. You took his dick in between your fingers, your mouth meeting it as you went straight to work.

Diluc’s large hands gripped the roots of your hair, his groans already meeting your ears. He pulled your head forward even more, allowing you to take even more of him. You gagged, grabbing his hips and pressing your fingernails into his skin, almost to tell him this is going at my pace, not yours.

The grip on your hair loosened after this. You smiled and started sucking at his cock, your eyes meeting up to him innocently.

His expression was picture-perfect; he already looked so fucked out, his brows creased and his jaw hanging open. Even as lustful his thoughts were, he still stared at you in absolute admiration and love.

With a few more pumps of your hands and movements of your tongue, you swallowed down the cum that was released in your mouth, his pants and heavy breathing slowly tamming.

You wiped your mouth, taking his hand and kissing his scarred knuckles. “You did wonderful.”

“Thank you, darling.” He smiled, his tired eyes looking at you as he zipped his pants back, sitting next to you. He took your hips, picking you up and straddling your legs around his waist. He held your lower back, pressing your body against his on his lap.

He closed his eyes, rocking you back and forth almost like you were a baby. You smiled, the sappiness in his actions melting your heart as you wrapped your arms around him, holding the man you loved dearly.

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sluttyhusband · 2 years

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You Make Me Feel Special

Henry Cavill x Chubby!Male Reader

Title based off TWICE’s “Feel Special”

Requested by anon: Hiiii! Could you please write a fic where Henry Cavill and his husband M/n Cavill (😌) are going out, maybe for one of Henry's movie premiere. Henry's husband is a total sweet boi, so nice and shy and he kinda doesn't like to go out, not liking the cameras and attention N stuff. But surprise surprise, he's a total darling, so sweet with everyone, and just such a good person. Everyone kinda falls in love with him. The news is like "Who is M/n Cavill?" or "The man who stole Superman's heart", he just kinda became a celebrity. Throughout it all Henry protects his husband (and his privacy), always keeping an arm around him (😌), making sure he's okay, even when people approach him to take a picture, he keep his husband close. So, people start flirting with M/n openly, even in social media. They are just simping for the thicc shy boy. After trying to keep it together for some time, Henry finally breaks, he doesn't want to loose his baby boy. And he reminds M/n of that (😌) (can you include praise kink, breeding, and size kink?). Thanks for your time!

NOTE: This’ll also be like my 1K special fic cuz I still can’t believe I hit 1K, ugh thank you all so much 💙

Fluff & Smut: Henry literally being the best husband ever, Henry’s hairy pecs 👁

Lights flashing and people yelling, you weren't the biggest fan of doing this doing this, but it was bearable, only because Henry made it bearable. Also it would mark your announcement that you two were a couple, many times being caught with him and saying you were just a friend visiting... constantly… staying at his home... for many nights in a row.

"Henry!", a reporter yells out, "How's your friend M/N?", you ducked your head in shyness. "Well actually there's a bit of news, me and M/N are no longer friends. We're husbands. Have been for quite a while actually"

Henry's tone was that of no shame, only pure proudness, he was proud to be with you. And his tone while proud, was just a bit loud, catching the attention of the reporters nearby.

The two of you hand kept the rings hidden by keeping your hands and in your pockets, now with the cat out of the bag, Henry reveals his hand. The wedding band being the center of attention for photographers, that is until you show yours and Henry grabs your face and pulls you into a kiss.

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"HENRY CAVILL MARRIED IN SECRET TO WHAT WAS THOUGHT TO BE CLOSE FRIEND” tabloids, articles, and newspapers were plastered with yours and Henry's face. Bit more so your face than Henry’s, and all the questioning and wonder was also more focused on you.

Who were you? How did you meet Henry? Why are pictures of you and Henry being romantic not available?

Who knew

☆*:.｡. oo .｡.:*☆

Henry’s announcement caused quite a stir for a while. You two would walk down the street holding hands and people would come up to you, and you specifically. You’d learn to get used to it, being told you have sort of a more welcoming and nurturing vibe, that being why people were comfortable coming up to you, Henry being somewhat intimidating even when he didn’t want to be.

But that didn’t stop some guys going up to you, fully flirting with you with no shame. And you were a married man, of course you weren’t going to encourage their behavior, and neither was Henry. He got sick of it. Extremely quickly.

Specifically a few weeks after Henry had announced you two being married, he had been there the few times guys would get the courage to put the moves on you, and he laughed it off at first. But he grew annoyed. This guy fully boasting about himself, earning six figures a month, which you both knew wasn’t true. Henry’s final straw was the punk’s comment about your weight.

“Though if we got together you’d need to lose like”, and he looked you up and down, circled you, “yeah you’d need to lose like maybe five or ten pounds”.

Now you two were grateful that neither of you had received any backlash, specifically you because he knew you didn’t like to be in the spotlight all that much. But he just couldn’t take it anymore, everyone fawning over you, seeming to want to marry you as well! And this guy’s comment, it finally did it for him.

Without hesitation Henry swung at the man, his fist connecting to the man’s cheek. Knocking him to the ground and beginning to groan in pain, “Don’t ever talk about my husband like that you worthless piece of garbage”, Henry spat before dragging you to the car.

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Of course that little moment wasn’t ignored, pictures and videos were revealed of the event. People immediately coming to your defense, saying the man was completely in the wrong.

“How dare that nobody say M/N needs to lose weight?! He isn’t that good looking himself either”, “M/N is totally hot!! Like really hot, have y’all seen his ass?”

Comments similar to those were under posts, and even ones dirtier than the second one. And Henry couldn’t stand it, you are all that he has, someone he loves so much, maybe even too much. Would you think that Henry’s not enough after seeing how everyone craves you?

He couldn’t allow it.

He won’t allow it.

☆*:.｡. oo .｡.:*☆

Later that night, Henry laid in bed in thin grey sweatpants and shirtless, remembering your guy’s wedding night. The sounds you made, how you called his name, clenching around him, there was a need that night, a need that Henry wanted to bring out again.

You were in the shower, after the days events you wanted to relax. And so Henry purposely kept thinking about the wedding night. Knowing you’d walk into him sporting a tent.

And he was right, he remembered your face as he entered you that night, and that was enough to have him leaking. And you walking in at the perfect time.

“Well someone’s excited”, you chuckle as you dry your hair, walking out naked. “Knowing I married the sexiest guy imaginable can get a guy going y’know”, he smirks as a wet spot appears on his sweats, ‘damn precum already?’, he thought as he squeezed his 9-inch dick through the sweats.

”The sexy one here is you”, you say, climbing onto his lap, “You punching that guy earlier was so fucking sexy, the animalistic energy you had, the way your muscles flexed in your shirt, and just knowing you’d protect me almost made me cream my pants right then and there”.

You lean down for a kiss, Henry’s tongue slipping into your mouth, showing his dominance over you. He was so much bigger than you, towering over you since the day you met, he loved it. He loved leaning down to kiss you, a goodbye kiss after a date, a kiss under the shower, and when he leaned down to kiss you after saying your I do’s.

Now he’s here, tongue down your throat, his hands playing with your plump ass, your hands on his gloriously hairy pecs. Squeezing them in delight. “Why am I the only one naked here”, you ask, rubbing your own hard dick against his clothed one, “You’re right honey, it’s not fair is it?”

He gets up, grabbing something from the closet. A camera. “Just like our honeymoon”, he sets it down on the dresser, pointing towards the left side of the bed, Henry knew it would capture the best angles. Like him unleashing his rock hard dick.

He did it on the opposite side of the bed, so it would also capture your reaction, “You never fail to amaze me with your size babe”, you say before taking it in your mouth, fondling his balls in your hands, Henry throwing his head back in ecstasy and eyes rolling back.

He pulls out for a quick second before laying on his back on the bed once more, feeling your skillful mouth around his dick. “C’mon baby, lube it up”, he says while caressing your cheek. You continue to do so for a but before Henry feels himself about to cum. “Ok baby, that’s enough”, you give a slight pout, “Don’t worry, you’ll still get my cum, just not in your pretty mouth right now, now come on, face down, ass up”.

He gives you a peck, tasting himself before deciding to focus on your glorious ass. Taking the two mounds in his hands and spreading them to reveal your tight pucker. Henry begins to give kisses around it, feeling you slightly tremble at each peck, then he finally gets to your hole, he licks it before also giving it a kiss, savoring the feeling of your soft whimpers escaping your mouth.

He continues this process for a while until he decided to finger fuck you. His big thick fingers going in and out of you, causing more moans to escape your mouth. “We’re almost there baby, you’re doing so good for me, my good boy”, your dick twitches at the praise, drops of your precum spilling out onto the bed.

After Henry decides that the prep is enough, he rolls you onto your back, “I want to look at my gorgeous boy’s face as I pump him full of my seed”, you bite your lip and smile as he leans down to kiss you again.

While kissing you, Henry rubs his tip against your hole, his spit and his precum lubricating it to make for an easier entrance. He then slips it in, only a fee inches, causing you both to moan into the kiss, “My god you feel amazing M/N, so fucking amazing”, Henry leans down to your neck and starts leaving hickeys, knowing that you’d been seen with them and people would know you’re his.

“S-so fucking big”, you whine as he continues to put his dick inside you. The final thrust hitting your prostate causes you to moan loudly, “That’s it, make those gorgeous sounds for me baby”. Henry slowly begins thrusting his hips into you, grabbing your leg and placing it on his shoulder to brace himself before he starts to really get into it.

“You know what M/N, m’gonna fill you up so good, overflow your hole with my babies'“, you moan at the thought, “Yeah? You like that? Having my babies inside you”, you incoherently mumble in agreement as you begin to feel him gain speed. He leans down and whispers in your ear, “You’re mine M/N”, you grab onto his chest, teasing his nipples and grabbing his pecs, “O-nly nngh y-yours”.

“You gonna cum baby?”, you nod your head, “Me too, cum with me”. Henry grabs your dick and jerks you off the rhythm which he’s thrusting into you, he you pulsating, you tightly clenching around him, “3, 2, 1”, with that, you both scream out in pleasure, your cum shooting onto your body, and his shooting into your hole.

He pulls out and sees the cum on your body, he begins to lap it up, “Your body looks even more gorgeous when it’s covered in cum baby”, he stares into your eyes as he laps it up, working his up to your face. With your cum still in his mouth, you both kiss, you both enjoying your taste. He grabs you and places you on top of him, continuing to make out. After a while you both break the kiss, tiredness beginning to take you over. Before Henry forgets, he stops the camera, you two would watch it tomorrow. He joins you back in bed, you lay close to him, your head on his chest and his arms wrapped around you. He pulls a blanket on top of the both of you and places a kiss on too of your head.

“You’re the love of my life M/N”, he smiles snd turns off the lights, falling asleep holding you.

#Henry Cavill x Male Reader #Henry Cavill x Chubby Male Reader #male reader #x male reader #chubby male reader #x chubby male reader

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nohoney · 2 years

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being with work from home boyfriends

characters: midoriya izuku (deku), bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto

MIDORIYA:

he’s the type to work just a teensy bit overtime cuz he wants to look something over one last time

sometimes he’s just a bit too diligent and when you call him to get off his laptop, it usually takes at least two or three times for him to actually mean his, “yes honey, i’ll be right there.”

midoriya has some workaholic tendencies so you really have to be firm with him when you tell him, “it’s five, no more work.”

“i know sweetheart, just give me a little extra time to look over this-“

“no. it’s five so that means it’s you and me time.”

he’d be all sheepish about it but grateful for you keeping him in check. “okay okay, i’m clocking off now. sorry honey.”

midoriya for sure has those adjustable standing desks, he likes them way better than the stationary ones

he also let you put whatever knickknacks you wanted on his desk like one of those squeaky stress toys and a small little plant for him to care for

the plant you gave him is actually a pretty successful way for him to take a break from his work, midoriya will water it or take it outside and kinda just sit in the sunlight with it while he gets some fresh air (also notes the rate of growth so that he can talk to you about it too)

there’s also notebooks on his desk too, he half prefers to write his stuff down so that it takes his eyes off a computer screen for bit

but in the same way he can get caught up being on his computer, midoriya tends to also peruse his work notes as well

be patient while you help him with work-life balance, midoriya at the end of the day always wants to relax with you

━━━━✧

Izuku is still staring forward at his laptop screen, looking over the meetings he has scheduled for tomorrow. There are two that are gonna be overlapping just slightly around ten and he has to tab in his notes for both of them and compile them later on and share them with his team members. Plus there’s the new revised manual that was released that still needs to be looked over and he thinks it would be helpful to cross reference the old with the new one and compare what’s newly introduced for policies and procedures, and then-

“Izuku.”

Your voice cuts through his train of thought because it’s always obvious when his thoughts start into that slow jog and then eventually into a sprint of more planning and thinking ahead. So it’s important to stop him once it’s that time for him to click his status on his chat application through work for ‘offline’. His work ethic is admirable but he’s just newly appointed to this lead position so while it makes to be on top to show you deserve the promotion, it’s just as important to relax from the duties expected.

“Hi sweetie, sorry. I was doing it again, huh?” He offers you a small smile when he turns back to look at you. His desk chair is pushed off to the side in favor of him spending the last half hour on his feet with his desk raised to a comfortable level for him.

You watch as he signs off on his work applications and when he closes his laptop, you begin the two step process of ending his work day. The first step is lowering the desk back to its original height and making sure everything is put in place for the next work day. His desk chair is pushed back to the desk and Izuku steps away from his work station. The second step is something you employed just two months ago from an article you read; just giving each other a thirty second hug to really appreciate one another.

Izuku has been loving this end of day routine since you brought it to him. You were happy to share the article when you had found it, thinking he would appreciate a good read, and your boyfriend quite literally embraced it into his life.

When the thirty seconds are up, Izuku gives you one last little squeeze in his arms before pulling back. “I appreciate you, I want you to know that.”

You can’t help but agree with a humble little, “Yeah I know.”

The two of you flash loving smiles to one another before you take his hand in yours, leading him away from his work space and to the kitchen. Prepped on the countertop are ingredients for the two of you to make dinner together, something you had been wanting to do for a while since you couldn’t remember the last time the two of you had made a meal together.

Work is important, it absolutely is, but Izuku cherishes how you’re able to pull him away and remind him of the things that are really worth living for like thirty second long hugs and having dinner together.

BAKUGOU:

bakugou’s work office is pretty much off limits when he is on the clock, literally told you “if the door is closed, don’t fucking bother”

literally does mean it, he’s so damn anal about it and he will come out of the office to take a break when he wants to

he also uses a laptop for work but has a monitor that he can plug into for when he needs to use dual screens

for the most part when you walk by it’s quiet, when he’s on a call with coworkers he’s participating when expected to, and you know when he’s having an important meeting when he sounds so formal sort of gives you the heebie jeebies actually

bakugou is the type to clock in as early as possible seeing as he’s up early anyway

8am meeting? not an issue for him

but coffee is also necessary for him to get his morning started before he opens all of his work applications

when bakugou does come out for a break, he’s always gonna make his way to you first and get in a little bit of quality time before he has to hole up again in his office “alright baby, i’m going back. don’t be noisy, i got a call.”

his office is his space so you tried not to impose too many of your things in there, though if bakugou happens to take one of your things and puts it there himself it’s a different story

and one day he has some package delivered that’s shoved into his office, you don’t think anything of it until a few days later he wants to show you the thing that he put in his office

━━━━✧

“Hey, get over here.”

“Ask me nicely Katsuki.”

Your boyfriend tuts and nods his head towards the door of his office. You make your way over and stand with him, he’s got one hand on the doorknob but he makes no move to open it just yet. His eyes peer at you and you’re still left waiting for what he called you over for.

“You know I need to concentrate when I’m in here, right?” Katsuki asks you.

You nod your head in answer.

“I like getting my shit done on my time, so I need you to not be a nuisance because of what I’m about to show you.”

There’s really no clue what he’s getting at so you just give him a little ‘okay’ and watch as he opens the door to his office. Inside the room, he’s got an L-shaped desk that has his monitor and laptop arranged where he wants them, the moon lamp you impulsively bought that you weren’t sure where to place on a little side table, a chaise lounge for when he wants to lay down for a bit in his space, and his drum set in the corner.

But you do see the newest addition to the space which is a macrame chair hammock pushed to the corner.

You approach it and inspect the swing of the hammock before sitting down it. The stand holds your weight just fine and you enjoy the little swing of the tassels on the bottom. “It’s really cozy Katsuki, you bought this for me?”

It’s really a shock because for the longest time Katsuki had always insisted that this room be just for himself. You respected it since everyone was entitled to a space that they wanted to call their own so you feel honored that he was opening up just a little more for you. It inspires faith that the two of you were becoming more intimate with one another.

Katsuki plucks one of the strings to the hammock before he steadies it. “Yeah, you give me that dumb little pout whenever I have to go back in here to work. So this is for you, you can hang out in it if you’re not gonna bother me.”

Truthfully you think he got it so that he doesn’t have to ask you for your company, that instead of always having to meet you out in the living room or kitchen he’s made a place for you that he says you’re welcome to.

Yeah, you see right through him.

It is a very thoughtful thing of him to do so you properly thank him with a hug and a kiss. “Thank you! I love it and I promise I’ll be good in it!”

“Yeah you’re welcome baby.”

From then on, instead of a closed door Katsuki keeps it slightly ajar so that you know when it’s okay for you to enter. And you don’t mention anything, but you pretend to not see when he glances back at you in the hammock and see him more relaxed with you in the corner while he works.

SHOUTO:

todoroki keeps his desk inside his bedroom surprisingly

even more surprising is that he owns two sleek, expensive monitors that are on mounts so that he can move them around

honestly he just got them because his brothers said so, he doesn’t have a clue about these things but todoroki does like the range of being able to move his equipment

he is diligent but mostly relaxed when it comes to his work from home duties

if there’s nothing going on and he’s caught up, todoroki will just pick up the novel he’s been reading on the side as a break and sort of wait to get pinged

is awkward during virtual team meeting icebreakers but in an endearing way

“show an item on my desk? let’s see, i have this coffee cup my friend kaminari gave to me. it says java nice day, it was a souvenir. i prefer tea but i drink coffee from it when he comes to visit.”

todoroki uses more virtual apps for keeping track of his work that are also backed up on the cloud but he does utilize the planner you gave him when it suits him

he absolutely does not mind if you accidentally walk in during his zoom meeting, sometimes he’ll even ask if you want to say hi to his team members

will get up frequently just to check up on you and then go right back when you tell him that you’re fine

━━━━✧

“Thank you for lunch darling, it was wonderful.”

“You’re welcome Shouto. I’m gonna just hang out here and watch something, maybe take a nap.” You tell him as you pour him his tea and hand his cup to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek and passing by him to make yourself comfortable.

Shouto sits down at his desk after having lunch with you with a fresh cup of tea at his side. While he logs back into his computer and programs, he can hear you from the kitchen and putting things away. He had offered his help to clean up but you insisted that you were fine doing it on your own.

You are free to come and go as you please into the bedroom but a lot of the time you tend to just stay out the room until he logged off. Shouto appreciates that you give him space to work though it wouldn’t be such a bad thing if you’d like to just hang out in the background quietly.

So he gets up from his chair and goes to the living room to see you lounging in the chaise with the tv remote in your hand.

Naturally you look up when he enters the room. “Hey Shouto, did you need something? You still hungry?”

“No darling, I’m fine. I was wondering if you would just stay in the room with me.”

You politely decline at first but Shouto sees that it actually makes you happy when he insists that you would be no bother to him. There’s practically a skip in your step as you follow behind him into the room and he can’t help the soft smile that comes onto his face when you make yourself comfy in bed.

“Would you like me to put a movie on for you?” Shouto offers to which you nod your head.

He adjusts the second monitor on its mount so that it’s more in your view and uses your login info for one of the streaming sites you pay for. He even takes the time to choose what movie you’re going to watch even though he’s not going to be engaged in it whatsoever while he works. And once he sets up your movie, he just turns to his own monitor and continues on with his work.

Every once in a while Shouto hears you move around a little and is content to have your presence even though the two of you are not engaging with one another. When he sees that the credits are rolling for the movie, he turns around to ask if you would like another movie to be played but sees that you had fallen asleep. You’re curled up on your side with your cheek smushed into the pillow and Shouto can’t help but smile at the sight.

He doesn’t know when you fell asleep but he puts on a timer for half an hour to wake you up so that you don’t nap too long. And after he wakes you up from your nap and you insist that you look like a sleepy mess, Shouto assured you that you look perfectly fine and was happy to have you in the same room as he worked.

#midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #bnha fluff #bnha x reader

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dutifullyshamelessearthquake · 4 months

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*deep inhale*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH😭😭😭😭

I’ll say it. I think this is one of my favorite if not THE favorite sick fic I’ve read thus far, ever…and I read a lot of sickfics lol 😂.

seriously and genuinly, everything about this last chapter was just so ridiculously good. Tighnaris affection, just him..like him *genuinely* not being bothered by Cyno being sick and all gross and icky, the way he just holds him and comforts him…when he was ROCKING HIM??? HELLO???? BABY BOY?????? I can’t. It radiates comfort and safty cuz nari would probably take care of Cyno forever if he needed to, and vice versa and that’s just so- there aren’t words for this!!!!- Also when Cyno began to cry…my heart literally sank. Which is just a testament to your writing for one, but also just, he was finally at his breaking point 🥺 between getting sick and making a mess and hurting Tighnari, plus that wildly high fever…poor poor thing. I love torturing him as much as the next freak but he truly was *going through it* (making me so excited to see more and explore that anxious puker and all the other silly head cannons we’ve made for this boy)

I loooooveee the fic ends too 😭😭😭 Tighnaris birthday, cyno finally *finally* getting some relief. And just the pure coziness of it all. I feel like this whole vacation will be a story that is shared with their friends upon returning and for many years to come and I love that so much 🥺

I believe that nari managed to get by with maybe just a bad cold since he was smart and wore layers, but I also believe Cyno would wait on him hand and foot, doing everything he could to make sure he returned the favor. Although he probably would end up needing to slow down cuz you don’t just casually jump from being that sick to 100% in a day. But like whatever, it’s a happy ending and they are all okay in the end 🥰

SAP TIME

I’m continually so happy to have found this blog and the others who follow and enjoy your work. Being able to find solace amongst like minded folk Sharing a niche interest with so much passion is not something I’d think possible not to long ago. Being able to share and freak out and fixate on stuff is one thing but seeing others around you who feel the same- priceless. I am thankful ☺️

100/10 work as always Earthquake, enjoy that break…. Enjoy All the things, you’ve earned it 😭

I can’t wait to see what you do next, and to see Cyno throw up on naris shoes or heizou give him self a concussion or..whatever you write

it’ll be fantastic

I don't have words, this whole comment just absolutely made my day 😭 I am almost emotional reading this, you have no idea how much this means to me

I am so immensely happy you enjoyed the fic as much as you did!! I already had a lot of fun writing it and would never have regretted the time spent on it, but knowing it brought somebody else this much joy just makes it so much more worth it!

I love writing these two boys so, so much, their whole relationship is just so soft and gentle and perfect. I loved writing Tighnari in this fic, pulling out all the stops for his boyfriend. Really showing the through thick and thin part of a relationship 😭 These two will ALWAYS be there for each other, come what may.

When I first started this fic I didn't plan on pushing Cyno this far, but I really ended up completely breaking him here. I am really sorry, my poor baby boy 😭

I am so happy you like how the whole thing wrapped up! I thought about the ending a lot before I got to that point. Cyno really deserves to start feeling better. He's definitely got several days of recovery ahead of him, I doubt he's going to feel a 100% for a while. But the worst is over and he can (hopefully) enjoy what is left of their holiday. I wanted to leave it very open ended, but if I think about what will happen next, I definitely imagine Tighnari won't get nearly as sick as Cyno did; like you said he's been bundling up and looking after himself better than Cyno, but I also imagine he'd treat it differently from the start. If he knew Cyno was going to get as sick as he did, he probably would've handled it differently, so I think he'll treat himself differently from the get go. And yes, still sick, but Cyno would 100% want to do everything for him 😭 Baby don't go overworking yourself too quickly, please.

You have absolutely no idea how much this last segment means to be, I've probably reread it three or four times now and I simply cannot stop smiling. Starting this blog was one of the best decisions I made, even if I was terrified to do it initially. I've had a lot of second thoughts about whether or not it's worth it to put this much time into being a sickfic writer, especially with how niche the topics I enjoy writing are. But trust me when I say every single moment of it has been worth it.

Not only is this the most fun I've had with writing in actual years, but getting to gush about these characters with you guys and being a part of this tiny community, it's immensely special. I want to continue being a part of this for many years to come.

Thank you so, so much again for this lovely message, you absolutely made my day with this. I want to gush more, but I'm also just going to repeat myself, so I will hush now. But seriously, thank you so much.

And thank you to each and every person who read and support my works! You are all awesome!

#I am so happy right now #thank you so much #earthquake author's note

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dreaminlucidly · 10 months

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Ch3 proofreading ramblings here lol

Me trying to write Fgod error in my fic while making him act like a stressed and overworked dude who acts like an asshole cuz he’s always working overtime LOL.

I was originally gonna write Error as a tired but nice dude in the ch2 bit, like Error asks Dream “guardian tell me WHY Ink is clearly ignoring the truce we established decades ago?” But then I thought “well Error is a glitchy little ploinky so I feel like he would be a little bit tired and act like an asshole cuz he’s literally carrying the balance with his everything rn.”

Even now I am debating whether or not Error is gonna get mad at Dream for falling for Nm’s plan while Dream is literally turning negative simply because he’s stressed and can’t find a solution so he pins the blame of it all on the one who is both closest to him and directly involved in the issue— Dream. Which then leads to Dream doing his stupid lil thing and crushing his own soul after one failed attempt since he doesn’t have much strength to do the deed on the first go. Ofc Error regrets it later once he’s clear-headed enough but says it in the heat of the moment.

Alternatively (in the Error-has-the-nice-fgod-attitude path), I planned for Error to find Dream and instead of shouting off Dream’s ass, he helps Dream do the deed since Dream is too weak to do so on his own— but then I thought: but then what would happen? Error leaves Dream on the ground, not ready to face up to the results of what he’s just assisted Dream with? Or maybe Error takes Dream to the anti-void to recover and Dream finally gets a break for once? NAAAAH. I want Error to be somewhat in the story too and he’s gonna be there and some sort of bystander (all while being the only person who knows the situation at hand) but NOT LIKE THIS.

Can you tell that I’ve just made up my mind about Error in ch3 while writing this?

Tldr: Another hard to write guy enters the fray.

Me: I would be done with ch3 by now—

(Stares at Nm and Error)

—IF YOU TWO WOULD STOP BEING DIFFICULT.

#dreamlessnight #dreamlessnight ramblings #my ramblings #my thoughts #late night thoughts #late night ramblings

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shittygaypornmagazine · 1 year

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Jsyk I was shaking while writing this

Oh my god, I’m back boo, disclaimer tho. Anything and most definitely everything will not make any sense, BUT THINK THATS THE POINT. Honestly this might just be a rant. I honestly don’t know any way that I could interpret Casey’s segment other than the way it’s already written, because the out of all the things that got to me from Casey’s segment, was that none of what he was feeling made any sense. He could define his jealousy and despair but yes, he could not explain why he felt that way in any form that would make sense. THAT IS GRIEF, BUT YOU VALIDATED IT SO PERFECTLY, like I thought I was the only one. Because for some reason it does feel like your missing out on something, and it gets so frustrating.

There is something so unique about this kid that just makes be want to stop existing so that he can take my spot (in a very positive way).

I think what separates Casey from Nardo even if they have the same time displaced experience, is that Nardo knows that he is (was) the future. Of course Jr comes from the same year he does, but he spent his entire life being told that his surroundings weren’t what they were supposed to be, and he wasn’t meant to grow up the way he did. I feel like It’s best and it makes so much of the sense it’s not supposed to if Casey is not defined, and only acknowledged for what he is. Because his life transcends time and space, his heart and mind break the barrier meant to keep both aspects of his life separate. People can say that he comes from one and now living in the other, but he is a unity of both, and I can completely get how he feels like isn’t bound to anything but himself.

Omg, the way you explained it was so real, despite his isolation he finds a way to coexist with the circumstances and acknowledges his displacement even in the simple things he does. Learns to live with and become aware of his emotions. That little segment really got to me and every time I read it I wish that I could gift you my heart and mind so that we could somehow find a way to discuss it or just feel it further. Like a ninja mind meld but with emotions as well. I CAN’T EXPLAIN IT, I REALLY WISH I KNEW HOW THO.

Just know that if you read Casey’s segment again, everything conveyed in those letters I cried over because yes, you get it, I get it, and our poor beloved Jr gets it (even the stuff he doesn’t get because, yes) That’s all I can say and I have no idea if this will give the same weight as all of the other things I’ve flooded your inbox for. Just know I have a tissue box near at all times because of you, YOU’VE ROTTED MY BRAIN, Idk if there’s anything left to rot boo ╥﹏╥

THIS KID IS SO ME CORE. I will never forgive the universe for not giving me a chance to cry the ugliest tears with him and share them together. HE DESERVES COMFORT AND HAPPINESS, he is my beloved.

THANK YOU for the insight on the daddy with a shotgun situation btw, it makes me love the fact that the trope is switched between father and son so much more like- (ಥ﹏ಥ) YES JR, GET THAT BITCH (I swear, I love Yuichi too)

I love and appreciate you so much boo (´Д⊂ヽ

-If you can, listen or read “Glide- Mitski” the cover, I think- it just- KBADGHIGKNVFD

(Jr with a shotgun real)

OMG I MISSED YOU MY BOO I'M SO GLAD TO SEE YOU (⁠┛⁠✧⁠Д⁠✧⁠)⁠)⁠┛❤️

I guess there's two of us shakers now cuz I am literally unable to read any ask abt Full Lair without having to take a moment to walk around the room in excitement or flap my hands at a compliment but YOUR asks are a whole lot different case and I have to clear out my schedule for at least the next three business days to recover

anywizzle!

I am feeling so many feelings about you getting the feelings that Casey is getting to feeling because we're all feeling the same thing, and just like you said, you get it.

especially the thing about knowing the feeling and acknowledging it but still not being able to understand why is it still there because honestly that's one of the first things that fucked me up when I first encountered grief.

cuz like grief it misinterpreted a lot but what is it if not loose thread of someone's lifeline, sticking out of your life like out of a corner of a completely new t-shirt? it's not supposed to be there. you're not supposed to feel it. it's out of place. and yet here you are, staring at it, unable to shift your focus to anything else because it touches your skin and ruins your look, even if no one else is aware of it.

sorry, got into rambling again.

so, Casey! baby boy Casey, oh how I love him! honestly the whole "shovel talk" being switched is just so funny to me because imagine this 16 year old in his battle gear appearing out nowhere Just To Talk 😇 (the dude can literally terrifying when he wants to be, just look at his mask). especially considering he grew up listening to Nardo tell him stories about his exes. I mean Usagi REALLY should check where are his swords cuz Jr is not playing games.

only hokey.

anyway, I had something else to say, but I don'ts remember what exactly, so just. THANK YOU FOR EXISTING, BOO 💕

AND LISTEN I HAD A MITSKI MARATHON A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO AND I DIDN'T GET TO THIS SONG BUT NOW I DID AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH?????

#I LITERALLY LOVE U #CASEY WITH A SHOTGUN MADE ME THINK OF THAT SONG #YOU KNOW #ANGEL WITH A SHOTGUN #AKRJFJDHJSSLA #honestly never change #I love every ask from you #🥹��#full lair #hyperfixated on rottmnt

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writer-motivator · 4 months

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urgh….. I don’t want to think about aos or write for it anymore….. the problem is when I get into aos I can’t stay for long or I feel like im going crazy SOBS. but I also can’t stop thinking about it 😫 clearly, I need new thing to throw myself into. md…. save me…. when is Friday coming. anyways, I like did “😐” for the want to write for today. cuz while. like I did want to work on stuff today. I honestly don’t have the urge to WRITE or like. Literally, just wanted to take a break too lol. It’s exhausting. I NEED NON-WRIYE DAYS TOO.

#january 2024 #2nd jan #I could throw myself more into ss but urgh. I can’t also have consuming only ss brainrot cuz that’d be too much too #ahhhhh idc im going to continue my aos rewatch it’s nagging at me too much 😭😭😭

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ningningsplushie · 3 years

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ENHYPEN (maknae line) reaction to...their S/O spontaneously kissing all over their face!

warnings: kissing (that’s a given), mentions of food, extremely light angst on Jungwon’s part (I think???), some cursing, reader asserts (non-sexual) dominance over Ni-ki with kisses

A/N: Haha! I told you guys the maknae line was going to be very soon! I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you enjoy it!

Kim Sunoo

Bold of you to assume that you’d get the chance to kiss him first

A relationship with Sunoo is literally a competition of who can be affection the most

So far, he’s winning

And it’s not cuz you’re cold or anything but because he’s a walking ball of love and light

he doesn’t have an off switch

and that’s the thing you love most about him!

Being such a young idol isn’t very easy, given that he also has to stay on top of his studies while practicing non-stop and being on schedule

Today is Friday so thankfully for Sunoo, he gets a break over the weekend from school

This poor kid really had to start school at the ass crack of dawn and then go to Hybe for practice from noon till 5

He’s so sleepy sometimes :((

But despite his days being very busy, he still maintain his bright and preppy attitude, something that you can tell is definitely not for show, but genuine

However, since it’s the end of the week, poor Sunoo is quite tired and all he wants right now is to visit his favourite person, you!

He’s planning on staying over for the night at your house cuz he’s been meaning to have a fun and relaxing night of skin care, yummy food, movies, and cuddles!

Rather than knocking on your door like every other person, he simply barges through the threshold, announcing himself with a “JAGIIIIIIIIIII I”M HOME!”

Home?? You don’t remember him paying rent but alright

But that’s the least of your worries but your beloved boyfriend came for you!

Running, or more like teleporting, down the stair, you land into his arms

You’re immediately hit with the smell of vanilla and lavender (that’s what he smells like, fight me people)

You kinda melt into his embrace cuz he’s that comfy (he’d give the best hugs ☹️)

“I missed you a lot, sunshine”

He laughs at you WHICH YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND CUZ HE ALSO MISSED YOU

“Didn’t we see each other yesterday, flower?”

yeah, you did. yesterday was such a long time tho (sad emoji)

you look down at his hand and see his duffle bag and you immediately know what that means

“SLEEPOVER?” you scream

“SLEEPOVER!” he screams back

way louder

find someone you matches your energy like Sunoo

you take his bag from him and drag him to the couch in the living room, pushing him down onto the cushions

“Alright champ,” you start. “This is how it’s gonna go. You had a long day of running back and forth so imma walk down to the convenience store and get the snacks we need for tonight while you sit here and look pretty, but most importantly, rest for a bit. Got it?”

he gives you a salute and his precious smile where his lips go thin, his eyes disappear, and his cheeks raises up, giving him the appearance of a dumpling

he’s so adorable you wanna eat him up like a dumpling

omnomnomnomnom

you come back 20 minutes later and you expect to find him laying down, a hand behind his head as he browses through Netflix to look for the next movie y’all are gonna watch

you find the exact opposite of that

he’s sprawled out, limbs in different directions while he sleeps

at first you’re kinda annoyed cuz hello??? it’s a sleepover with his truly, Y/N

but then you realize how hard he’s worked himself, what with school, being an idol, keeping up with friends and yourself as well

you don’t know how he does it but he does

he’s your superhero :(

but like every superhero, he has his limits and Sunoo is certainly is at his, even if he doesn’t realize it

but you don’t want him to sleep on this hard couch and you clearly can’t carry him up the stairs yourself

and you wanna gentle wake him up so can lead him upstair to your bed

you put the bags of snacks down and walk ever to quietly to his side and settle on the floor next to his face, peppering soft kisses wherever pink traces his soft features

which is everywhere

he’s basically a walking peach

but yet again also a dumpling

omnomnomnom

your kisses upon his face are soft and feathery, nothing aggressive or fast because you wanna wake him up like the prince that he is

He begins to stir but doesn’t quite yet open his eyes

this leads to your kisses continuing their exploration of the slope of Sunoo’s nose, the squish of his cheeks, and the expanse of his forehead

“Sunoo, my sunshine. I know you wanna sleep but this couch won’t be any good for your back. How’re you gonna dance properly if your back is all stiff?”

This cheeky fucker cracks an eye open at this

“C’mon, Sunoo. Let’s go to my bed, it’s much better for you. Just dont open your eyes all the way so you can fall back asleep easier. Here, I’ll guide you up the stairs.”

And true to your word, you do, careful to make sure he doesn’t bump against something or trip

you lay him down and cover his with your blanket, positions yourself right next to his sleeping figure

soon enough you also drift off into dreamland but then...

*peck peck peck*

wtf is happening to your face?

you crack your eyes open and find your dear boyfriend pressing kisses all over your face, just as you did to him but not as gentle

“Sunoo, what the hell are you doing?”

For some fucking reason he’s kissing you all over while his eyes are still closed

Is he sleep-kissing you??

“I have to say goodnight to you too, flower. I didn’t get to kiss you all day”

oh :(((

a few seconds later he finishes and drops back next to you, taking you in his arms with him being the big spoon

“Goodnight, flower. I’m really sorry for ruining our sleepover”

“Don’t worry, you didn’t ruin anything. Let’s meet in our dreams, hmm?”

“I already see you”

and you saw him too :))

Yang Jungwon

This kid just takes any form of affection from you as it is

what I mean by that is that you guys are practically a married couple

so when you kiss him goodbye, he returns it

when you run up to hug him, he already has his arms outstretched before you even reach him

he loves your affection but sometimes you like to tease him cuz you like to hear him whine for you time and kisses

cuz he’s your baby 🥺🥺

like the idiot that you are, you decide to pull a prank on him today

maybe something harmless like toothpaste in an oreo or saran wrap on the toilet?

no you’re gonna hit him where it hurts most

by giving him the silent treatment

wonnie doesn’t like it when your mad at him cuz it makes him feel like a bad boyfriend but your dumb ass wants to see his reaction

plz...leave poor Jungwon alone

it’s a Sunday but Jungwon still has practice :(

you don’t mind though cuz you know that he loves being an idol

he always makes sure to find time for you

so it’s really no problem

but you still miss him 😔

You’re sitting on the couch in the living room, browsing through your phone, waiting for Jungwon to return to the dorms

aaaaaaaand right on cue all 7 of the boys storm their way through the front door

for practicing and working all day they sure do have a lot of energy

everyone politely greets you before heading to their respective rooms (let’s just all pretend they each have individual rooms, alright?)

upon seeing you, Jungwon lights up and walks towards you, sitting down on the couch

he drapes your legs over his lap and beams at you

“Hey, I missed you. How was your day?”

you just look at him and shrug your shoulders

he right away thinks that something went wrong so he asks what’s wrong

you shrug again

poor wonnie is so confused and concerned

“You wanna talk about it?”

this time, you look back at your phone without a single word

“Alright..?? I’ll go wash up and then come back.”

nothing

like literally nothing

you act like there’s no one in the room with you

15 minutes later Jungwon return, this time with wet hair and the scent of his body wash wafting through the air

“I don’t know what happened but if you wanna talk about it i’m here to listen.”

then he crack you one of his precious smiles

and your heart breaks

you wanna stop the prank but you also wanna see how he’ll react when you don’t show him in love as usual

his big heart thinks that you’re upset about something that’s happened and decides to distract you by telling you about his insane, albeit entertaining day

he starts describing the antics of the 7 boys while they were shooting for the album concept and how Ni-Ki found a frog, gave it to Sunoo, and how loud Sunoo shrieked

(help this acc happened, i just can’t remember if it was Ni-Ki or Jungwon who gave Sunoo the frog)

Jungwon is so good at telling stories, he’s so expressive, he does impressions of the members (much to their dismay), and he never fails to make you laugh

which you’re trying not to do right now

cuz usually you’re always doubling over in laughter from his tales, a few stray tears slipping down

but you’re literally sitting here like 😐😐😐

and Jungwon notices this really quick and trails off

“yeah and then Sunoo dropped...the frog and...Y/N, are you really alright?”

you do the worst possible thing when Jungwon tries to reach out to you

you turn your back on him

at this point Jungwon is kinda annoyed

“Have I-have I done something wrong?”

he doesn’t think he did?

but he checks to be sure

you just get up and walk to him room

he follows you like a litte puppy :((

“Y/N, I know you’re upset about something but it would really help if you talked to me. I won’t be able to fix whatever happened if I don’t know what’s going on”

you can hear the desperation in his voice and the sadness creeping in

he doesn’t like to see his baby upset, especially if it’s because of something he did

so you whip around to face him

he thinks he’s gonna get yelled at so he braces himself for the worst and closes his eyes

you’re a sensitive dummy and guilt is just washing over you as tears well up in your eyes

you walks towards Jungwon and take his hands in yours, your thumbs brushing over his knuckles

you lean up on your tippy toes and pepper soft kisses all over his face

there’s not a spot on his face where you don’t kiss

you leave a few wet spots from you tears

JUNGWON IS SO CONFUSED 😭😭

you pull back and he touches the tear that’s transferred onto his chin

he thinks this is you finally opening up to him but also needing comfort

“So are you finally gonna tell me what’s wrong?”

“Oh yeah, my day was great! I just wanted to give you the silent treatment to see how you’d react. I felt so guilty thought so I started to cry.”

you give him a sheepish smile while it’s quiet for a few seconds

“Serves you right! What the hell made you think that was a good idea?”

“I don’t know, Wonnie, I was just bored.”

he’s so done with you 😐😐😐

“Jesus Y/N! If you’re bored then you come to me and ask me to play a game with you or watch a movie together, not subject me to this torture!”

“I’m sorry, Wonnie *pout*”

you hold your arms out for a proper hug and he shakes his head at you

“I would say no cuddles for you but you know that I can’t live without your warmth...so you’re gonna have to give me extra cuddles 😈”

he tackles you into the bed and true to his word, you cling onto him like a koala, tracing shapes on his shoulder-blade with your finger while leaving little kisses now and then

you guys fight like an old couple but you also love like an old couple

Nishimura Riki (Ni-Ki)

the kid’s young, he’s def carefree so he likes to treat the relationship like that too

that isn’t to say he isn’t mature about things too

he knows when to be serious at the right moments

but since he’s so young and playful, he likes to have fun with the person he loves most

you!

but he’s also an incredible tease 😠

you sometimes have to chase him around the dorm just to hug him

he really loves the chase cuz he knows you won’t give up

he’s always doing shit like

“C’mon Y/N, if you want a turn on the switch, you have to give me a kiss!”

sometimes you just want to show him affection without having to fight him

but you 99.9% love it most of the time because once he’s in your arms, he won’t let go

he’s a big clingy puppy 🥺

anyways

it’s a chill night for the two of you

you and Ni-ki are on break from school, as well as a pause in his schedules from promoting and attending music shows

so the two of you are chilling out in his room

but with Ni-ki it’s never chilling 😔✊

he’s always stressing you over the smallest things

tonight was supposed to be a self-care night for all the hard work the two of you have done

but jesus christ, no amount essential oils will prepare you for this giant baby

you’re currently trying to give Ni-ki a manicure (he seems like the type to be cautious about his hands idk)

so you’re here buffering his nails, pushing down his cuticles and trying to paint them with a clear nail polish

BUT YOU CLEARLY CAN’T CUZ HE WON’T STOP SQUIRMING AROUND AND NOW HIS NAIL BEDS ARE COVERED IN CLEAR POLISH AND ARE HARD AND CRACKED

you just wanted his hands to looks nice 😔

“Kiki (i love that nickname fight me), I swear to god if you don’t stop moving I’ll strap you down and make you stop.”

he goes from 😄😄😄 to 😐😐😐 real fast

sits still and you become suspicious

cuz like, he’s listening to you???

might as well enjoy it

“sorry babe🥺”

BUT THEN HE STARTS MOVING AGAIN WHILE HUMMING GO BIG OR GO HOME??

you’re gonna kill him

“Ni-ki, STOP!”

“I can’t! The song’s so good tho.”

“Yeah, I know it is but you can sing it later. Now please sit still.”

and sit still he does

for 30 seconds 😐😐

that’s it

you close the nail polish, toss it to the side and tackle him into the bed

“Kiki I love you to bits but you’re making it difficult for me to make you all pretty and relaxed.”

This shithead starts cackling

you get up from the bed and wipe down your sweatpants, heading towards the bathroom

“Imma go pee but when I come back we’re gonna do face masks to end the night. Alright?”

he’s still trying to calm down from his outburst of laughter and in between catching his breath, he manages to yell out “Yes, ma’am!”

what a brat 🙄

but he’s your brat

you soon return with two packs of sheet masks

you settle yourself in his lap and he locks his arms around your waist

your heart thumps oh my god

he really knows how to make you go crazy in the best possible way

which is exactly why he grins at you

and you melt even more

but then you get back to business with the masks

you might as well do Ni-ki’s mask first just to get it out of the way

so you rip open the package and hold the gooey sheet up to his nose so he could get a whiff of it

*sniff sniff sniff*

“Is that banana?” he asks

“yeah! I found them at the store yesterday!”

he simply nods and stares into your eyes which you found a bit odd

maybe he’s getting sleepy

you spread open the mask, a bit of a hassle due to how slippery it is but after a few seconds of struggling you manage you get it fully open

you line it over his features which is also becoming a harder tasks CUZ HE’S NOW ROCKING SIDE TO SIDE

“Kiki, please keep still.”

he just hums at you and you’re this close 🤏 to lightly slapping him with the wet mask

his movements just get more sporadic and at this point you’ve had enough

“Alright, that’s it!”

you rip the mask off of his face and throw it to the side

Ni-ki thinks he’s went too far and that you’re gonna start yelling at him

but then you push him onto the bed and attack his face with kisses, left and right, up and down

he starts laughing uncontrollably and his clasp around your waist doesn’t loosen

if anything it’s gotten stronger and you can’t escape from his clutches

you join him in the laughter too cuz let’s be honest, being with Ni-ki is so much fun, no matter the time of day

soon enough you feel residue from the mask on your lips, giving it an unpleasant chemical taste

so you move down to his mouth and leave a phat kiss on his so that he also has the displeasure of tasting it

this goes on for literally 10 minutes I’m not even kidding you

at the end your both out of breath so he lifts you up from his lap and places you on the cushion in front of him

“Seems like my plan worked!”

plan???

“What plan, Kiki?”

“I wanted to annoy you enough that you’d just snap and give me kisses.”

BRUHHHHHHH

“You could have just asked me,” you roll your eyes at him

He leans down towards you and presses a chaste kiss to your hairline

“Yeah but asking isn’t as fun.”

He’s right, it definitely as fun as this

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halorocks1214 · 3 years

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would you mind elaborating a bit more on the c!phil and c!techno post? not saying you’re wrong in the least, it’s just an interesting opinion I haven’t seen before! I was curious about the reasons?

*waddles in* okay im finally back from class and have a real keyboard to use for this yeehaw

to keep my feelings brief cuz im aware im biased- inniter both proud and shameful ✊😔- there's a trend i've noticed about certain types of content recently that has some symmetry to what was going on at the beginning of the year. but unlike those few months ago, most people seem to be reacting positively to today's stuff

the bedrock bros arc in particular had a lot of discourse surrounding it, especially after the mutual betrayal. many c!tommy fans would rightfully point out how it was a lil eff'ed up that c!techno kind of sort of lied to c!tommy about his real intentions and was dodgy when c!tommy tried pointing out how that's not what he wanted to do ("we'll smooth out the finer details later" or w/e the quote was)

in response, it felt like a cacophony of people claimed how techno was his own character, that he didn't need to be some random kid's caretaker, to the point that the whole "characters shouldn't be judged by how they treat c!tommy" take was created

nowadays i'm seeing c!rivals duo material come out of the woodwork like a flood. a lot of people want c!dream to join the syndicate, have him heal out in the tundra with c!techno after the piglin breaks him out of pandora's vault and away from his torture

now, there are quite a few reasons why i and many others aren't a fan of this idea, but this post is about how c!techno shouldn't be reduced down to any character's therapist! he has his own plotlines with his own motivations, certainly, those same people will at least point out that c!dream fans want a similar story that c!tommy fans did back in december and january, right?

😐

then there's the man the myth the legend c!philza himself, coining the title schrodinger's father for a good few months. with the canonicity of the sbi family dynamic being somewhat wonky (not deconfirmed however), people split harshly into two categories: those who liked the idea of c!phil still being c!tommy's father, and those who very very very much did not

regardless of people's true opinions on the matter, c!tommy fans (fairly) pointed out that c!phil destroying the kid's home right in front of him was a little messed up. c!phil was canonically aware that c!dream was up to something funky, yet he still went through the idea of teaming up with him to raze l'manberg into the ground, which stung c!tommy enthusiasts a little. who wouldn't be just a smidge butthurt about something like that happening to their fave?

like clockwork, lots of people criticized and even outright bemoaned this train of thought. c!phil isn't even c!tommy's father who cares! he certainly doesn't need to, stop making everything about the kid! y'all just have daddy issues and are projecting tbh 🤪

now back to the prison arc, we yet again return to the potential plot of syndicate!dream, where he'll be best buddies with c!emerald duo and c!niki will spoonfeed him while he recovers (yes this is a /srs headcanon i saw) and c!ranboo will just have to "get over" his fear of c!dream to see they're actually best buds (another /srs comment someone made yes that is word-for-word what it said)

essentially, someone in discord shared a tweet that was basically talking about the idea of c!techno shoving c!dream into c!phil's lap saying "here, be a father whether you like it or not" and, well, i got somewhat peeved if that untagged post i made is anything to go by

it's starting to feel more and more like people didn't actually care that others were writing c!techno and c!phil in caretaker roles, they only cared that c!tommy was the one being taken care of. because c!tommy is apparently the literal spawn of satan and is the worst thing to happen to the dsmp and is super annoying and blah blah

but instead of, idk, admitting that c!tommy just wasn't their fave and moving on from content they didn't like, they needed to create these excuses about how it was actually super awful that these fans were doing things like this, that you should feel bad if you support this kind of content because you are ruining these characters and everything they stand for

nevermind that this kind of stuff has been a normal occurrence in fandoms since fandoms have been a definable thing, that while yes it gets annoying how certain characters are favored above all others literally all you're achieving by tearing down someone else's work is that same person either A.) making more of that stuff out of spite or B.) potentially quit making stuff for the fandom altogether

it's just... it sucks, that it feels like you can't want anything nice for c!tommy without it getting called "ooc" or being accused that you only watch his POV and make everything about him. maybe i'm sensitive, maybe im extrapolating, but i wouldn't be the only one who is, considering i've seen multiple others voice similar feelings regarding this situation

so there we have it i guess. my brief words that ended up not being brief at all (so sorry dear anon, i really did try to keep this down to one page at most :headinhands:) and i hope they make at least some partial sense, now i gotta go read even more random shit for my hw fsndkfjndf save me /lh

#dsmp critical #fandom critical #c!techno critical #c!phil critical #c!dream critical #negative #discourse #answered ask #anonymous

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rawbins-undertale-blog · 3 years

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hey there again!!!

might i slide in this fine ask box with another HC request?

if yes, then could you please write some HCs where uf and ht sanses and papyruses (seperate of course) s/o gets put in a hospital for a lil bit? you can decide what happened to s/o. maybe a bad heatstroke cuz its summer or something (totally not because its a bad heatwave where im living rn haha nope). idk, i just crave angst or hurt/comfort again from my fave skeletons.

if you're not up for this, its totally fine!!

thank you, have a chill day/night B)

- 🌌 anon whos sunburns arent stinging that much anymore B)

*Evil cackling* OH-HO-HO, yOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT MONSTER YOU HAVE UNLEASHED…… I am an evil being who feeds off of angst and pain, and you’ve given me ample opportunity to make some of that sweet sweet angst >:-)))))))))

I tried to keep it ambiguous as to what you’re in for, mostly because I want you to be able to imagine heatstroke and me to be able to think “hahahah stab stab”! ^^

Also!!! The healthcare system in some other countries is fucking insane (like??? You guys have to pay to not die??????) so I’ll be going off of what I know about the healthcare system in Sweden where it’s free. (At least I’m 99% sure it’s free, except for like. Small things. For example, my antidepressants. I had to buy those myself when I was still on them.)

UF + HT BROS WHEN S/O IS IN THE HOSPITAL

Red (Underfell Sans):

He’s panicking so so bad, he’s terrified. What if you die?

Curses out anybody who tries to keep him from you, including the poor nurse who’s just doing their job

Actually he just. curses in general. He’s just spewing cuss words to seem angry instead of scared because That’s Definitely Better

Most likely out of all four to physically lash out at… well, anybody (except you obviously) lol

Red hates hospitals too, to make matters worse. He doesn’t know why, but they make him feel uncomfortable.

If somebody did this to you purposely and he’s not allowed by your side, he’s going out to find the person and kick their ass during that time lol

If nobody did this to you, he’s pacing and cursing and jfc Red, you do realise there are other people here right enjdjdjdjsjsk

This fucker tries to pull a “pfff nah i was never worried” but like. Red. Darling. Light of my life. Stars in my sky. Center of my universe. Bitch of my heart. Everyone can see right through your “anger” and literally your shaking voice is so not convincing. Get a better poker face and voice.

With some prodding, admits that finehewasscaredyou’ddieandhethoughthisheartstoppedforasecondwhichisweird’causehedoes’tevenhaveaheartanywaysthat’sovernowsowhocares

(He’s not great at expressing himself but it’s still progress)

WILL be staying right by you as you recover. You’ve no choice. (You do actually, he respects you and will back off if you tell him to)

Edge (Underfell Papyrus):

Oh no. Oh no.

Edge is trying his very best not to show any emotions but he’s not good at it because like. It doesn’t take a genius to see that him screeching angrily at people and demanding for the doctors to fix this is actually him poorly masking his fear. Edge doesn’t have the best poker face lol

He’s so pissed if he can’t stay right next to you the whole time. You’re his S/O!! What kind of bullshit is this?!

If you do need to be left alone with doctors and such things, Edge will do one or two things depending on why you're in the hospital, how bad what you’re in for is and for how long he can’t see you.

If you’re here for something like heatstroke - AKA something not brought on by somebody else - he’ll call friends and such while pacing and somewhat frantically share your current condition.

However, if anybody did this to you; and you’re in bad shape… Well, even fucking Satan will cower at the brutality of Edge’s revenge.

When he’s allowed to be, he’s by your side and - depending on why you’re in and for what - he might nag you for being careless, reassure you it wasn’t your fault, reassure you in general, and/or just stay silent.

It’s barely noticeable, but just noticeable enough, that you can tell that he’s shaking.

All it takes is a “are you okay?” For him to break and confess how scared he was.

For a moment he was back Underground and it was horrible and he felt so powerless and he hates that. He’s so, so happy you’re okay and he- he swears he’ll be with you on your way to recovery. Please just never get hurt again.

Dusk (Horrortale Sans):

If you thought Red and Edge were scared, just know it’s nothing compared to the absolute terror he feels.

Dusk knows how fragile the human body can be. He’s seen horrific things happen to humans and monsters alike and he’s always hyper-aware of just how easy it’d be to kill and/or hurt you.

Logically, he knows you won’t die, he knows human anatomy well enough to know this is something you’ll bounce back from, but his instincts are going haywire and all he can think of are the mangled corpses back Underground. It doesn’t matter whether your condition has anything to do with broken limbs or not, because those pictures are what his mind is forcing onto him.

He refuses to leave your side. If he’s forced away from you by nurses/doctors/staff, he’ll protest but if he really can’t be by you for your safety, he’ll be anxiously hovering as close by as he possibly can. Whenever he’s allowed to touch you, he’s practically glued onto you.

If he’s sure it’s just the two of you, and you’re unconscious, he’ll probably cry.

He… He hates being reminded of your mortality. He hates the idea that any day could be your last. He doesn’t know what he’d do if you were gone.

(He’d dust, probably.)

If somebody else got your purposely hurt, he’s going to hunt them down after a while (after you’ve recovered enough for him to be comfortable leaving you alone for a bit). He’s not going to kill them, but he might rough them up a bit -- but most likely, he’ll just intimidate them and/or threaten them. (It’d be a different story if you were murdered.)

Whenever you’re conscious, he’ll do pretty much anything you say, so long as it won’t get you anymore hurt or risk stunting your recovery.

When you’re released from the hospital, he’ll be by your side nearly 24/7 because he hates the idea of you getting hurt again just because he wasn’t there to protect you.

Aster (Horrortale Papyrus):

Tries to look calm and composed, but he does about as poor of a job as his brother. He does better in that he doesn’t act out or get in the way of the nurses, but he’s also crying and shaking and sobbing and can’t stop.

You getting injured triggers him pretty badly. If you’re not bleeding, it’ll probably be “only” a bad anxiety attack, but if there’s any blood involved it’s escalating into a full-blown panic attack.

He’s a nurse himself, but I doubt he’d be allowed to work with the other nurses when it comes to you because of how unsteady he is. He’s not sure whether he’s thankful for it or not, because he doesn’t trust himself to do a good job but he also wants to be there for you. He trusts his colleagues, but it’s still nerve-wracking.

Just like the others, he’s glued to your side when he’s allowed to be. Very metaphorically. He’s the best of them all at giving you space, partially because he’s just more respectful lol and partially because he’s a nurse so he knows not to smother you with physical affection until you’re in the clear.

If somebody caused you to go into this state, he will just like Dusk go and find them. He won’t do anything physical, but he does intimidate the person very effectively. He’s a terrifying giant and he knows how to use that to his advantage.

When you’re fine again, he’ll be acting anxious and protective for a while. He feels really guilty about it (because he should be comforting you - plus, he’s a nurse! He’s seen way worse things on his job) but you’ll have to give him comfort. This whole thing didn’t inspire much positive feelings in him and it stressed him out a lot, it may honestly take more of a toll on him than it does you.

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starglow-xx · 3 years

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Hi! How are you doing? Girlll, I love your work :3 congrats, you're a real star cuz' you light up my tumblr Haha. If requests still open, what about some ADA boys (surprise me hihi) reacting to a little sister dating?

ahh i love this! of course, of course! there’s no specific gender i implied for whoever their sister is dating so yeah :D

sorry for the long wait! bc of that, i wrote smth extra, but that won’t be published until a while later (it’s so fun to write i love it sm)

the ada boys when they find out their little sister is in a relationship

platonic! ada boys x little sister! reader

characters: dazai osamu, edogawa ranpo, kunikida doppo, miyazawa kenji, nakajima atsushi, tanizaki junichiro

for your age, it honestly depends on the character, so yeah

dazai osamu

he had his suspicions but wasn’t rlly able to investigate bc kunikida was watching him like a hawk

his abandoned stacks of paperwork was getting too high

kunikida promised whoever could find dazai the most would get treated

ranpo ratted him out every single goddamn time

but for his overall reaction, tbh, i think it might depend on how old you are

if you’re like 15-17 it’ll be obvious that he’s overprotective, but he knows he can’t really do anything to stop you

he acknowledges the fact that you’re growing up as a beautiful lady and want independence

but it doesn’t mean it won’t whine

“WHA-WHA Y-YOU’RE DATING?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT WHEN YOU HAVE YOUR BIG BROTHER?!”

if you’re 18-21, i feel like he’d have a little bit more control (is that the right word for this?) and mind his own business

bc obviously, you’re an adult now, and all the actions you take are your responsibility now

but like i said earlier, it doesn’t mean he won’t whine

“do you have to be dating now?? you can always start when you’re 50″

but regardless of who you’re dating, he will unravel everything abt them to make sure you’re going to be safe and well taken care of

the two of you have gone through hell and back before coming to the ada

he will make sure you have your happy ending

if it means dating chuuya or akutagawa then so be it

he’ll gag and be the biggest shit about it but he’ll suck it up

eventually

edogawa ranpo

he already knew

there’s no way he didn’t know already

doesn’t mean he likes it though

he whines to fukuzawa abt it

yosano occasionally too

he won’t meddle in your relationship, but like dazai, he will also unearth every little thing abt whoever you’re dating

i feel like he’s a “i don’t like this, but i trust you, but i don’t trust them” type of person

he’d be more relaxed if you were dating someone he already knew/trusts

basically anyone in the ada + poe !!

but despite that, he won’t stick his nose into your business but will do so if needed

he’ll complain that you don’t pay attention to him as much anymore but he knows that there’s not much he can rlly do abt it

well, there are probably some things he can do, but since finding out abt this whole “dating” thing, fukuzawa and yosano have been keeping a close eye on him

so he settles for being whiney instead

“(y/nnnn) you’re not paying attention to me anymoree >:( “

“nii-san im literally making you a cake rn”

way deep down tho, he’s happy that there’s someone who can take care of you

“but they have to face me first got that (y/n)-chan?!”

just so you know, the person will fail ranpo’s test bc it’ll probably be smth ridiculous like “solve this mystery before me!” knowing that he will win

he’s a little shit like that

but still, he’s the greatest detective so ig he gets a pass

kunikida doppo

break it to him gently bc please you’re going to give him aneurysm

he knew deep down that at some point you were going to start dating but he definitely wasn’t prepared

he probably had a copy of his dating plan for you

yk the one episode where he says smth like “in 4 years i’ll find someone to date and in 6 we’ll marry” or whatever??

yeah that

he also has a page in his notebook for your ideal partner by his ideal standards

you found out bc dazai told you and well, it wasn’t pretty

dazai had a field day watching you scold him for it

kunikida was kneeling and looking at the ground and everything

he never looked more like a little kid than in that moment

dazai still has pictures that kunikida still hasn’t been able to get rid of

bold of him to assume that dazai already didn’t make a ridiculous amount of photocopies and backups

it pisses him off slightly bc you choose to ignore his ideals him but like i said for the last two boys, he knows he can’t really do anything abt it

as much as he doesn’t like it, at the end of the day, it’s your relationship and not his

nothing is going to benefit him by being a helicopter parent/sibling

and from what he’s heard, whoever your partner is, they’re making you happy and taking care of you so he can’t really complain

he keeps a close eye on you when he can tho

when you have a date, he makes katai keep him updated by using the signal in your phone to track you

so at the very least, he knows where you are even if he doesn’t know what you’re doing

yk what-

forget what i said abt him not being a helicopter paretn/sibling bc it doesn’t benefit him

your safety and well being is his #1 priority

miyazawa kenji

i made up a special scenario just for kenji and i think it’s rlly cute

kenji is still 14 and let’s say ur like 5ish

okok imagine yall are back home at ihatov and you guys are just in the village doing cute sibling things

kenji is helping one of the “onee-sans” in the village and ur nearby playing w/ one of ur friends

and then it happened

“nii-chan! nii-chan!! me and *insert name* are getting married!”

“oh that’s nice! when’s the wedding?”

he’ll indulge in your “game” bc he sees how genuinely excited you are and bc he sees that you’re literally radiating beams of light and sparkles

ig it runs in the family

at first he’s all happy, excited and supportive and whatnot but then at some point he’d be like

huh.

is this too young??

he wouldn’t be upset per say bc it rlly isn’t in his personality but i think he’d be a little confused bc “wow i feel like we’ve missed a lot of steps”

but nonetheless

he’d be very supportive and will probably be your flower girl, ring bearer, pastor, everything; basically anything you ask

nakajima atsushi

supportive #1 brother fight me

he won’t be mad that you’re dating, but instead elated that you found someone that can make you so happy

happy in a way he could never

but he’s shocked and lowkey hurt you didn’t say anything to him at first but understands it ig..??

bc he knows you need space and all that but like “(y/n) why didn’t you say anything T^T “

he still loves you tho

but he’s also still worried abt you

he trusts you to make good decisions and that you’ll take care of yourself but he can’t help it

it’s the big brother instincts yk?

he’s also kinda sad bc, it’s a sign that you rlly are growing up and probably won’t need him anymore (which is complete nonsense)

he wants you to at least tell him a little bit abt them or even meet them briefly

he wants to have some sort of analysis of what they’re like so that he can stop worrying, even if it’s just a little bit

when atsushi does meet them, he’s not gonna be like those scary intimidating older brothers but he’ll act like how he usually does

bc if they’re sticking around, they’ll have to like him or at the very least, tolerate him

he’s kinda insecure that they won’t like him ://

he wants them to tho! they’re a important part of your life so he wants to have a good impressions

jeez it’s like he’s the bf and not the other way around (ಠ_ಠ)

like ranpo, he probably wouldn’t stick his nose into your business unless necessary but dazai would somehow rope him into stalking watching your dates at a distance

absolutely horrible at being discreet

partly dazai’s fault tho

he always ends up giving atsushi a heart attack bc he’d get way too close to where you were

one time bc he panicked, the only solution he could come up with to hide is by tackling him into a rose bush

when you walk into the ada the next day and see dazai’s face covered in cutesy band aids (kudos to kyouka & kenji) and ask him what the heck happened to him, he answered “stray cat”

atsushi let him get beat by kunikida a little longer than usual that day

tanizaki junichiro

PLEASE YOU DIDN’T EVEN TELL HIM

idk why you would tho (ಠ_ಠ)

if you did s/o might go bye bye

im kidding

for the most part

he may not have known at first, but naomi definitely knew

you had to bribe her with weekly sweets to keep the secret

junichiro definitely caught onto the fact that the youngest of their trio was treating the older two quite often but didn’t think too much of it

naomi can be so mean tho T^T

gets you to do nearly everything if she so much smirks your way

you just know her all too well

he found out bc he came home early from a mission once and found yall making out in the kitchen

he was ready to cut a bitch

nearly did

but you and naomi (who got home in the middle of the chaos) were able to stop him

obviously he was rlly upset abt everything but i headcanon that after being like upset/angry he’d be kinda mopey

kinda like tamaki from ohshc if you know what i mean

he might even spill some crocodile tears

if he’s feeling that bad then he might even go emo mode and sulk in his seat or in a corner

after he gets over it, like kunikida, he’s watchful over you

drags atsushi with him to stalk all of your dates

im not even going to cross it out, it is what it is; stalking

atsushi is always exhausted after these sorts of things so tanizaki buys him chazuke as a “im sorry for dragging you along but you already know that you’re coming with me next time” treat

also one of the ones who tries to unearth every little thing and is the “i don’t like this, but i trust you, but i don’t trust them” type

remember how i said in atsushi’s thing that he won’t go into scary intimidating older brother mode? junichiro is the exact opposite

he does it both discreetly and indiscreetly

yk, being intimidating when you aren’t looking or he’s smiling but yall know there’s a hidden meaning in it

but like atsushi, he wants to meet them to have a...little chat

ITS SO QUIET

it’s even more terrifying bc a) scary big brother b) said big brother is an operative of the armed detective agency and c) being said operative means he knows how to kill you and have no problem hiding your body

please if i was the one there i might piss my pants

it takes him a while to adjust to this...new circumstance but if you’re happy then he can’t rlly complain

you’re happiness and safety (along with naomi’s) is his top priority so if this person is giving you that happiness and willing to doing anything protect you then he doesn’t rlly have any other choice but to accept it

eventually, whoever you’re dating might grow on him but that’ll take some time

naomi is like your brother bc she can be a bit overprotective (not as extreme tho) but she she still likes your s/o

she likes that whole “watching young love blossom” cliche sort of thing if you know what i mean

but she will cut them if they hurt you

conclusion

overall, the boys, as expected all have their own reactions to their precious younger sister having their own relationship, but in the end, as long as you’re happy, safe, and protected, they will be supportive and trust your decisions.

BUT

they are all the “hurt her, i hurt you” type so just warn your s/o ahead of time ☺️☺️

as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3

writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate on here or any other sites!

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ptergwen · 3 years

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favorite crime

w/c: 1.6k

warnings: swearing, mentions of blood / death, lots n lots of angst

summary: you convince peter to go on the run after he’s framed for murdering mysterio, but he doesn’t want to drag you into his mess

a/n: this was completely based off the song by olivia lfmbsjfhs it’s so beautiful and i’ve wanted to write something for it for a while now so yee i hope y’all like ! pls lmk what you think <3

“we have to get you out of here, peter! come on!” you shout back to your boyfriend and tug his hand that’s laced with yours.

peter doesn’t budge. even when your grip on him tightens, when you pull him forward with all your might, he remains stoic.

there’s something he needs to do, and he’s been contemplating it since the day he met you.

it’s time to let you go.

“please, peter. i’m begging. i know you’re tired of running, but if we don’t leave now… they’ll find you,” you desperately choke out. peter squeezes his eyes shut, dreading what’s to come. “i can’t do this to you anymore, y/n. i… i’m sorry.”

emergency sirens and flashing lights approach the old apartment building serving as yours and peter’s latest hideout. the whole world is on the lookout for him, so you two stowed yourselves away in brooklyn for a bit.

you were hopeful the rumors would pass eventually — about how peter shot the beloved mysterio and left him to die in cold blood. they’re merely talk, of course. you’d personally seen the events of that day unfold on the tower bridge. hell, your class was right at the center of them.

quentin beck was pure evil, so rotten he defamed both peter and spider-man with a charge as cruel as murder. he’s wreaking havoc on him from beyond the grave, over a complete misunderstanding that peter had nothing to do with.

beck’s true source of anger is stark industries. yet, once again, peter ended up the collateral damage.

he was deemed a wanted murderer. posters revealing his name and face were plastered up around the city, a reward even being offered to whoever who turns him in.

you’d proposed the idea of skipping town until things settled. the way you saw it, it was peter’s only option other than prison for twenty-five to life. peter was panicking and couldn’t think straight, so he went along with your getaway plan.

a few weeks later, he’s regretting it.

you’ve been the one person he could trust through this madness. you’re right there to console him, to protect him just like he does you. through sickness and health, life and clearly death, you stick by peter’s side. you left everything behind without a second thought, for him.

peter loves you more than you’ll ever fully be able to comprehend, which is why he can’t ask you to do that. this is his battle to fight, not yours or anyone else’s. his.

you suddenly freeze in your tracks, turning around to look at peter. “what are you talking about? you’re fine, pete.”

his eyes roam everywhere except to yours as they water. blinking back tears, he fixes his gaze on your intertwined hands. you notice a stray tear fall down his cheek and use one of your thumbs to wipe it away, then press a reassuring kiss to his lips. peter lets himself reciprocate momentarily before jerking back.

“please just… stop being so nice to me. you’re making this way harder than i wanted to to be,” he rasps and squeezes your hand tighter. you’re still lost, absolutely clueless about what he’s referring to.

“look, pete. i wanna hear you out, baby. but… i think it should wait until we get to jersey.” you keep your voice as calm as possible, though you’re terrified for both of you. since the feds know your location, they’ll have the place surrounded any minute.

hopping cities isn’t cutting it anymore, so you’ll have to change states this time. new jersey is next on your list.

using his strength to his advantage to hold you in place, peter seizes both your shoulders. his bloodshot eyes lock with yours. a stern expression coats his features, one you’ve seen from him yet never been on the receiving end of.

“we’re not going to jersey, y/n/n,” he declares, the sirens starting to grow louder. you feel a pit forming in your stomach. “we have to!” you immediately protest. “it’s not gonna be easy finding our way, but it’s the last-“

peter cuts you off, voice softer now. “no, no. that’s not what i meant.” he waits a beat and inhales a deep breath, aiming to settle his nerves. it doesn’t.

“i’m going to jersey. you’re staying.”

tears cloud your vision the second those words leave his mouth. you shake your head furiously back and forth, willing him to take them back.

part of you was always afraid peter would get second thoughts. not only about running away with you, about ever being with you. you’re both so young. your entire lives are ahead of you, and peter won’t allow you to risk your own because this isn’t worth a single bit of it.

he’d warned you how dangerous it was to be associated with spider-man. it’s why he held off on telling you about his alias for the longest he could. you naturally began asking questions whenever peter bailed on dates and showed up to school covered in bruises. he hated lying to you, using his stark internship as an excuse, so he finally came out and said it.

peter sometimes wonders if you’d be better off not knowing at all. it’s too late now, though.

“wait, what? why- why can’t i go with you?” you plead, peter’s fingers coming up to cup your cheek. his fingertips lightly caress your skin. “i’m a criminal, y/n. you’d be my accessory.”

it takes everything in him not to break down and sob along with you.

you lean into his palm, already missing his touch. “i don’t care... i don’t give a fuck. i just wanna be with you, peter.” peter literally has to bite his tongue to fight the urge to cry. hands grabbing either side of his head, your fingers twist in his hair roughly. “i’ll do anything, pete. i really will, i swear. name it.”

peter threads his own fingers through yours again, bringing your hands to his chest.

“i’m so sorry, angel. i never should’ve gotten you involved,” he murmurs out and pecks your forehead. “you have nothing to prove to me, okay? you’ve done more than enough. i’m gonna return the favor.”

you let out a strangled whine, your knees buckling as you come to terms with the gravity of your situation.

this is it. this is the end of yours and peter’s story.

“hey, none of that. it’s okay,” peter coos, neither of you convinced. the tastes of salt and metal flood both your senses. he helps you back up and hugs your waist, peppering your cheeks in more kisses. you’re bawling now, arms wound around his neck, clutching at his tattered jacket.

free tears escape peter’s eyes at last. “i love you. i love you so goddamn much, y/n. never forget it,” he nearly whispers. you sniffle and push your forehead against his. “i’m not saying it back ‘cuz that feels like a goodbye, and i- i can’t say goodbye to you yet.”

“it’s not a goodbye,” peter reassures you, rubbing circles on your lower back. “it’s, uh, it’s a see you later. i’m gonna figure something out and be back to you before you know it. can’t get rid of me that easy.”

that earns a faint giggle from you, peter managing a grin. you two attempt to ignore everything happening beyond these walls, only focusing on the other.

“then, um…” you clear your throat. “i love you.” his smile dwindling slightly, peter nods and meets your gaze. “i love you too, baby. you should probably get going soon.”

affirming his advice, a booming voice that sounds from a microphone commands peter to come out with his hands up.

your worry spikes, instinctively drawing peter in closer. he forces himself to put on a brave face for you.

“i’m scared, pete. where… where am i supposed to go?” you rush to ask him. “home, y/n/n. go home,” peter decides, pressing a final kiss to the top of your head. “just don’t get caught, and you’ll be fine.” carding your fingers in his undone curls, you sigh. “easier said than done, but i’ll try not to.”

you’d never pictured that the sweet boy with a heart too big and brain even bigger, who sings you to sleep even though his voice sucks and spends his last dollar buying you flowers, would be accused of first degree murder. it isn’t true or fucking fair.

what’s worse, he has to bare this storm alone now.

you lift your heavy backpack off the cold ground, slinging it onto your shoulders. peter stares out the window and down at the assembly of swarm troops crowded together.

“are you gonna be okay?” you catch his attention. he snaps back into reality, pulling your hood up so it covers your head. you’re wearing a sweatshirt of his, after having gone through all your own clothes. “i hope so. are you?” peter repeats your question. “i hope so,” you echo.

tying your hoodie strings tight, peter offers a smile. “say hi to may for me. ned and mj, too.” it’s going to be tough to face his family and friends after this. “i will. i’ll let them know you’re alright.” you kiss his cheek, placing a hand on his chest. peter lets your touch distract him from the mess he’s about to be hit with.

“thank you, y/n. i’ll see you soon, baby. you have my word,” he promises, stepping back so you two can go your separate ways.

you watch him with fresh tears threatening to spill.

“i’m gonna hold you to it. be safe, spidey.”

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e-jaegerenthusiast · 3 years

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aot boys kink hcs

here are some kink hcs i found written on a piece of paper during my super important class 🥴 fr i was sitting in class as my professor gives a lecture— instead of listening i zoned out and wrote different kinks/overall sexual things down and thought if eren, jean, and levi would be into them 🤞🏻

eren art by aidan.k_art on insta

levi cosplay _hakkencoser_ on insta

warnings/tw; like many many kinks 💀

would they let you choke them?

eren: yes. surprisingly, it’s the only dom-like thing he lets you do him. (other than ride him) he would love the thrill of his life in your hands :,) although it would take him a while to let you do it to him. he says it mid-sex, i’ve written something for it with eremika here ;)

jean: yes yes yes. he loves it so much, gets him whining and moaning

levi: i feel like he’s claustrophobic :( so he’ll let you put your hands around his neck, just don’t put in any pressure. the first time you did it was when you were riding him, you didn’t really think much of it as you put your hands around his neck, giving pressure with your fingers. suddenly his lust-filled droopy eyes turned into one of horror. pulling you off of him as he grabbed his own throat, coughing. you apologized so fucking much and hated yourself for it. he hugged you and told you it was okay, that he’s sorry but it brings him ptsd and makes him uneasy :(

choke you?

eren: surprisingly, no 😳 i feel like he would love to see his own purple fingerprints on your hips. however, he doesn’t like the bruises he leaves on your neck, he inspects them with a frown, kissing all of them and burying his head in your neck. once he chokes you, he feels animalistic. more than ever. its like he doesn’t trust himself to put your life that closely in his hands :(( so once he doesn’t do it anymore, you don’t ask him why. you know him. you know what goes on in his head.

jean: only if you ask him to, he’d be scared to apply too much pressure tho, so he’d do it lightly

levi: yesyesyes. i feel like levi would do all dom things to you mostly when he’s mad at something or at you. he’s the type to grab you by the neck and kiss you passionately. awooga

would they whine?

eren: very. very. very rare. only if somehow you’ve managed to take the upper hand.

jean: yessir. definitely. mommy kink all the way.

levi: mostly no. although he really really needs to. he wont let himself. mostly grunts. although he does when you’re sucking him off, he whimpers and tries to hide it, but you humming around his length throws him over the edge.

would they overstimulate you?

eren: all fuckinggg day. he doesn’t care if you can’t anymore. shaking? pffttt suck it up. literally

jean: only if he’s super horny. would do it if you want to.

levi: not really. he likes it when you overstimulate him 👀— doesn’t really ask you to, however you can obviously tell by the way he bucks up his hips into you or your hand even tho he just came.

their fave position?

eren: he absolutely loves spooning you, fucking into you as your warm back is pressed against his chest, your back arching and head going to his shoulder when he hits that special spot in you and kisses your neck. he can easily hit your g-spot in this postition, loves when you squirm against his chest. his hand holding you close. —he also loves the most weirdest positions omg- he likes bending you in ways that could almost break you like a pretzel - your thighs pressed against your chest, your legs at a wide angle resting on his shoulder—you must take yoga classes for this man he loves fucking you in the positions🥴 even upside down

jean: he loves loves loves when you ride him. he’s called a horse for a reason😩 also loves mirror sex. we know he can get cocky sometimes, so he loves fucking you infront of the mirror as he holds your jaw and forces your eyes on the mirror, fucking you hard. also is a sucker for passionate/slow missionary.

levi: doggy. fuck yes he loves it. or reverse cowgirl omf— loves the view sm. not that he doesn’t like to see your face in sex omg😭 it’s just- he prefers it that way cuz he kinda doesn’t want you to see him, in all his vulnerability. :,) its rare he lets you. but when he does omg- the image is burned into your memory, his face and the way it contorts into pleasure, his thin brows going up as his mouth is wide open— or he’s clenching his jaw.

would they agree to you handcuffing/tying them?

eren: no. he likes to be free LMAO i’m sorry

jean: yes. definitely. finds it so hot but still tugs on them so so much and begs you to untie him.

levi: won’t admit it but he loves it. eventually comes around. pounces on you like a wild dog when you untie him and fucks the shit out of you. grunting as he calls you a brat for tying him.

would they tie you up?

eren: 100% fucker loves to see you squirming.

jean: not really, he tries it out of curiosity but just doesn’t know what the fuck to do without your touch. likes it better the other way ‘round.

levi: yes. he would like to take revenge for you tying him up. would def torture and edge you a lot.

let you blindfold them?

eren: never. would like to see you and every single expression on your face.

jean: yes. loves it. makes him so so sensitive and he loves the thrill of not knowing where he’s gonna feel your touch.

levi: maybe. if you really beg him and annoy him for it.

blindfold you?

eren: yes yes yes do i even need to elaborate

jean: not really. same as tying you up, he would get too nervous and flustered and not know what to do.

levi: absolutely. he’d actually almost chuckle at how responsive you are to his touch. he’d literally just sit there for minutes, gliding his hands over all parts of your body, your arms, legs, thighs, stomach. loses sense of time as he plays with your body.

would they let you peg them?

eren: absolutely not. fucking scoffs and chuckles at you and mocks you when you suggest it.

jean: yes. with persuasion. he’s mostly open and experimental. would he end up liking it? maybe. he finds the feeling very weird at first, but asks you with a blush if you can do it again another time.

levi: no— thinks it’s disgusting.

anal?

eren: yes. yes. yes. would absolutely destroy you. loves the tight asf feeling.

jean: would try, doesn’t like it. makes him cum too fast 💀

levi: thinks it’s filthy.

breeding kink?

eren: yes. loves filling you up. doesn’t like baby talk tho— he hates kids 💀💀 is sorry but maybe eventually?

jean: likes to cum on your back, stomach, or tits more. however he loves the idea of having a family with you. definitely cums in you while baby talk + “you’d be such a good mommy.”

levi: he rarely cums in you, you’d have to beg him to or wrap your legs around his torso, then he can’t stop himself. doesn’t trust condoms or birth control. he’d say there’s still a chance of you getting pregnant 🥴— not that he doesn’t want a baby with you- not yet tho. he needs to warm up to the idea of becoming a dad. trauma n all yk.

jealous seggs?

eren: definitely. he’s possessive.

jean: definitely. he’s insecure :(

levi: yes but doesn’t admit it (surprise surprise) not a lot tho, he knows he has you wrapped around his finger. doesn’t really show his jealousy much. lets it eat away at him silently:/

lets you pull their hair?

eren: hell no. you do it anyway , he goes absolutely feral.

jean: yes. loves it so so much. also open to basically anything that makes you happy

levi: even tho he doesn’t like anyone touching his face or his hair, he warms up to it. likes the feeling of your hands in his hair. (also- mostly kiss his scars. he’ll actually cry. oop imma write a fic on that ✍🏻) he also loves loves loves when you shampoo his hair for him. gets him turned on. did y’all know thats an actual kink

would they spank you?

eren: definitely. more mid-fucking to see your reaction and the way you clench around him.

jean: likes to hold and squeeze your ass more as you ride him.

levi: oh fuck yeah. when you act like too much of a brat, he makes you go on all fours, or lay on your chest on his thighs, giving you spanks and making you count. talking to you after each spank, “will you be a brat again, huh?” spank, “you do it on purpose dont you? like to rile me up? hm? get me fucking mad like this?” another spank as he molds the flesh of your ass with his palm after each one, holding himself back from kissing the flesh.

face slapping?

already made drabbles for you slapping them

eren: yes yes yes. he would be a sucker for the innocent look in your eyes as tears swell up in them. he would do it repeatedly and keep bringing your jaw back to look at him after each slap.

jean: no, he doesn’t have it in his heart 🥺 would love if you did it to him.

levi: this is very difficult. i’ll leave it for you to decide between these two; 1. he doesn’t lay his hand on women. (spanking’s an exception in his book, other than that, hell no) 2. he only does it when he’s angry. like genuinely mad at you during sex, so that’s how he takes it out on you. but kisses you afterwards.

dacryphilia?

eren: hell yeah he loves when you cry for his cock, for him. this fucker does anything on purpose just to make you cry. gives a sadistic smile when tears finally come to your eyes.

jean: no, he wouldn’t wanna make you cry. although you do cry for his horse cock😩 he’d have a concerned expression on his face as he wipes you tears with his thumb, “what’s wrong ,baby?”

levi: absolutely not. literally despises crying. for himself and other. especially you. he’d wipe your tears as soon as they come when his dick is in your throat.

knife play?

eren: YES. he would purposely put a little pressure on the knife to scare you. this mfs a sadist. but he would be very careful to not hurt you. (if you ask why he would be into this but not choking you, it’s cuz with a knife, he knows he won’t actually fuckin stab you. he has control over the knife. his hands, he’s afraid not.) pain

jean: no omg— he would think you’re joking at first, his face forms the most horrid expression as he asks you if that’s an actual thing💀

levi: yes, he would never put pressure on the knife tho. he’d only glide it accross your body teasingly, the cold blade making you shiver under his touch as his eyes go dark. would like to do it to you when you’re blindfolded. doesn’t want you to see that dark look in his eyes.

blood play?

eren: yes. he likes to sometimes bite on your lower lip so hard it draws blood, he would keep kissing you, the iron-like taste not bothering him the slightest. it turns him on. also loves when you make him bleed by scratching your nails on his back, he throws his head back and fastens his thrusts 😩

jean: not really, my baby would get concerned— blood makes him uneasy 🥺

levi; absolutely not. too much ptsd and trauma from the sight of blood. doesn’t wanna see it painting your soft skin at all.

gun play?

eren: not really, he’s too violent to be handling a gun in sex.

jean: no—

levi: yes. he’d empty the gun beforehand tho, without you knowing.

candle wax 😳

eren: not really, he doesn’t like the redness it brings to your skin afterwards.

jean: likes if you do it on him, fucking loses it. he actually cries and whimpers, making you concerned but he nods his had swiftly, urging you to continue. likes the burn, reminds him of your touch, it’s not really any different from the burns your fingertips leave on him upon your touch.

levi: yes omfg- he loves it. he would also blindfold you for this one, probably tie you up too. loves to see you squirming in this situation. (omg i read this one fic on wattpad called “submit” and he was using candle wax and ice— AWOOGA)

ice play?

eren: yes yes yes, he’d run the ice down your stomach after rolling it on your nipples with his hands, he’d put it on your clit and chuckle as you squirm from the coldness of it. goes down on you to warm you up with his tongue afterwards.

jean: he likes it when you use it on him. holding the ice between your teeth as you run it over his nipples and down his chest. he’d be squirming and moaning.

levi: fuck yes. he’d put it in his mouth and kiss you with it, the ice melting between both of your tongues as he hums in your mouth. he’d also run it down your stomach and your nipples as he holds it in his mouth. the contrast of the cold ice and his warm tongue making you moan and whimper beneath him.

podophilia (foot fetish) dont read that as pedophilia uhm💀

eren: not really no, never crosses his mind.

jean: yes yes yes. omg absolutely this man having a foot fetish is canon to me😩 he’d love you giving him a foot job omf- would whine so much. also would kinda like licking your anckles and your toes as you giggle

levi: uhm. you must already know this clean freak. he thinks it’s fucking disgusting. i agree with him

ear fetish

eren: he likes it when you nibble on it or bite the shell of his ear. absolutely his weakest and sensitive spot

jean: not really idk why but no

levi: would nibble and tug on your ear as he’s fucking you, head burried in your neck as he pants and grunts.

food play?

eren: would loved to drizzle honey or whipped cream on you and lick it off your chest or stomach.

jean: would love for you too do it to him, with whipped cream or chocolate on his abs and chest, even his neck. he’d be a moaning, panting mess.

levi: does not like to involve food with sex 💀

chastity (holding back from sex to rile themselves or you up)

eren: hell no💀 he’s an impatient fuckin bastard. cannot handle going without fucking you for more than a couple days

jean: would love for you to do it to him. would beg you and plead as his cock throbs for days, though you know he likes it when you don’t give it to him instantly.

levi: yes yes yes. he would make himself go without sex for weeks. you have to beg him to stop and just let you fuck him, but he’d mutter sum about needing to “train his own stamina and self control, and your patience, brat.” but when you do break through him, trying to seduce him after weeks, it would be some of the best sex y’all have. going for rounds on rounds.

voyeurism

eren: as much as i love the “eren watching you fuck jean/reiner”— i think his possessive self will never ever let another man touch you. i mean cmon have u even read 139 🥲

jean: dont do that to him 🥺 he’s gonna be super insecure like omg- no

levi: absolutely not. do not test this man. he might not show his jealousy openly but you are his and only his.

role playing?

eren: i feel like he’s not that into it but he’d do it, he’s very picky so hmm maybe good cop and bad cop? 👀

jean: as i mentioned before, he’s very experimental and would do almost anything you ask of him, so yes. he’d be into doctor/patient ;) he likes it more when you’re the doctor but you can switch too oh my god bye now i’m thinking about jean in a white thingy doctors wear omf

levi: only captain/subordinate 😩😩😩

daddy kink

eren: not really, it makes him think about being an actual dad which turns him off 💀 sorry to crush yalls dreams 🤞🏻

jean: as i said, mommy kink. though he would like it if you addressed him as daddy while he takes control.

levi: no💀 finds it fucking weird. lowkey makes him sad n think about his dad and who he is or where he is he like being called captain sometimes tho ;)

degrading?

eren: fuck yes likes degrading you all the way. “look at you, my little slut.” “such a whore for my cock hm?”

jean: would like to be degraded 😁

levi: would keep it on the minimum— occasional “brat”s or “dumbass” jdjsjs nothing too intense. he has a way with his words :)

somnophilia sneaked this in at 200 when i forgot to add it cuz it’s my absolute fave kink

eren: he’d play with your body for minutes on minutes, loves to see you so responsive to his touch even in your sleep. he rubs slow circles on your clit, to get you wet. raises his brows when he notices you’re already soaked in your sleep. he literally fucks you awake. shoves his length in you balls deep as you scream and wake up— hitting his chest as he chuckles at you

jean: you’d both be asleep, until you wake up to the feeling of jean humping your thigh, whimpering in his slumber softly, you smirk. he’s chasing his high in his dream, mumbling your name as it’s barely recognizable. he wakes up to your mouth wrapped around him, cumming so fast as soon as he realizes he’s awake.

levi: he barely gets any sleep. but as he’s laying down next to you, head buried in his book while you’re stuck to him like a koala, he’s content. having one arm wrapped around your body and hand stopping at your waist. he’s brought out of the focus of his book by you moving against him. at first he thinks you’re waking up for some reason, then is proved wrong when you’re repeatedly grinding against his thigh, your leg wrapped around it. he chuckles, catching himself off guard. he watches as you hum in your sleep and say his name. he starts slowly meeting your grinds against his thigh, shaking it. he’s now rock hard in his shorts, teasing your hole through your panties with the hands on your back. you end up cumming in your sleep, he cums in his pants. fuck.

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and there we have it— sorry if i left anything out- these are all the kinks i could think of for now 🥴

also ik i usually write hcs for aot and jjk boys but with this one, i kinda felt like only doing aot. since the paper i found had these 3 boys written on it 🤪

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