#me hearing that it was confirmed like ''why am I gasping? i already knew that''

[buggachat]

seeing a lot of talk of the season 5 finale, which is fun, i get that it was controversial (honestly the fact it was really risky is kind of one of the things i like about it lol) and wanting to add my two cents but can't think of much i haven't already said before

but something i do want to emphasize is that season 5 ending on Marinette telling the biggest, boldest faced lie she's ever told (that goes far beyond "protecting her identity") to kick off the Lila arc is by far the coolest thing they could've done imo, because I was not at all excited for the Lila arc before but now I'm totally invested. Now Lila isn't the Evil Liar to be taken down by Good Marinette. Marinette is the liar to be taken down by the very liar that she took down. It's not a story of "defeat that freakishly evil girl" anymore, but instead a story of "Marinette's own actions and decisions coming back to bite her". And the lie itself (WHICH LILA KNOWS IS A LIE!!) only exists because, and is most impactful towards, her relationship with Adrien, which is the core of the series!! I CARE about their relationship, and that's the stakes!!!

I just cannot get over how cool that is, and how much I didn't expect it. I know we all were expecting a big fight with Ladybug and Chat Noir just defeating Gabriel and then watching Chat Noir cry or whatever in the few remaining minutes of screen-time and then it's all over and done with, but that's a series finale. This was a season finale. And they did something really unique and unexpected with it, while making sure it's a juicy season-finale conflict that leaves me actually excited about season 6

also, a side note— I think the framing of the finale made this confusing so I totally get why discussions about it are kind of all over the place, but... 90% of the post-wish stuff we saw had nothing to do with Gabriel at all. It was all Mayor Bustier, who was already running for mayor and wanted to enact green laws and projected to win (she was up against D'Argencourt, the character whose schtick is that nobody ever votes for him in elections). I don't think Gabriel's wish included "Please, Gimmi, I want my son's school teacher to win the mayoral election this year" lol. So a lot of talk of "why is Gabriel's World presented in such a positive light?" is kind of weird to me. That's not Gabriel's World. That's Caline Bustier's. All we know so far about Gabriel's World is that Nathalie is in it and he is not. And frankly, the fact everyone is so happy and cheerful and living it up after his death is more a roast than anything

( also, just a reminder that the presentation of Gabriel's statue— the only scene discussing Gabriel in a positive light by someone In The Know— was done by Tomoe Tsurugi, a series antagonist, vowing to continue his work, with a song in minor key playing in the background. i feel like the question of "was this meant to be unsettling or triumphant?" is pretty obvious. just wanted to remind everyone. also by definition characters cannot celebrate gabriel as a "hero" without in the same breath celebrating monarch's, aka gabriel's, death. yknow? )

#ml s5 spoilers #re-creation spoilers #ml re-creation #recreation spoilers #ml recreation #as w all my posts this really isnt meant to be an invitation for you to tell me what you didnt like about it #i do GET IT because i think this finale was very risky and intentionally controversial so im not surprised/dont blame you if you hate it bu #i've heard a lot of arguments against it and tbh none have been able to change the fact that I actually like it a lot so #idk would probably be more productive to make your own post about it haha #also side note: WOOOOOOO THE MYSTERIOUS WOMAN CONFIRMED TO BE AMELIE WOOOO #me hearing that it was confirmed like ''why am I gasping? i already knew that''

[inkedbybarnes]

well and perfect

bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary: bucky has a surprise for your birthday.

words: 2.3k

warnings: 18+ minors dni. a lotta fluff, but what's new... mentions of insecurity and anxiety if you blink, bucky being a sweetheart that i wish existed, slighteeest hint of implied smut if you blink, usage of petnames such as baby, doll, and sweetheart, lowercase writing.

a request from the lovely @brnesblogposts. happiest 21st birthday to you! i am sorry it took quite long, so i hope i am not late. i tried to write it in a way that would keep it general but sweet, since i don't know much about the reader celebrating and wanted to cater for more people. i hope you like this one and that you have the best birthday ever. thank you for requesting! 🩷

dividers by @cafekitsune!

comments, reblogs, and likes are highly appreciated! thank you. ♡

“where are you taking me, james?”

only a few specks of light peeked through the piece of cloth that bucky had over your eyes. his argument was that it will keep you and your curiosity away from figuring out his so-called surprise for your birthday.

“it wouldn't be much of a surprise if i answer you, doll.” he chuckled, his fingers brushing your thigh briefly as he drove to this mysterious location.

“but is it really necessary to have me blindfolded?" you complained, tempted to take a peek. “i wanna see you. this isn't fair.”

“nah uh, you're trying to be all cute for me and it's not going to work this time. we're almost there. be patient,” he said, his hand now finding its way up to yours. “keep it on and i swear it'll be worth it. at least, i hope it will.”

you sensed his doubts and worries right away, feeling bad for pressuring him when all he did was make you feel special since you woke up this morning. from bringing you the breakfast in bed of your dreams to showering you with gifts you forgot you mentioned but he completely remembered. oh, and don't forget the cake... the perfect cake you've been drooling over for months!

you assume that you've already been to the place or know the way to it, hence why he had to keep you entirely clueless during the entire ride. not wanting to make him even more nervous, you decided to give up.

“okay, okay. i'll be good and cooperate, i promise.” you squeezed his hand, carefully leaning toward his side to give him a kiss on the cheek, which was a brave decision considering that you were literally blindfolded. “buuut, am i allowed to sing your ears off until we get there?”

“when were you never allowed?” his hand left yours for a moment to turn on the radio, connecting his phone to its bluetooth feature (he thanked technology for that one) and letting the playlist you made play through the speakers. “i know you're bored. so, sing away, sweetheart.”

the car stopped and probably along with your heart. you knew that this was it. you were finally here, wherever here was, and excitement was an understatement. however, you stayed calm and waited for bucky's confirmation first before reacting.

“i can basically hear your insides shouting,” bucky said as you hear the car door opening. “we're here, baby.”

yes!

“can i take it off now?” you asked quickly. “please, please?”

the car door opened at your side, the rough yet warm chuckle of bucky letting you know he was right beside you. “alright, take 'em off.”

not waiting for another second, you grabbed the cloth away from your eyes and scanned the area. although it took you a few minutes to figure it out, you knew where you were.

“oh my god, we're in brooklyn?” you asked with a gasp, but even more excited now that you were in one of bucky's favourite places in the world.

“yeah, is that okay? i knew you wanted me to give you a better tour around brooklyn, so here it is.” he pressed his fingers into his nape, worried that you might find the entire idea out of place or unfitting for the occasion. “i would've thrown you a party like the team suggested, but i don't.. i don't know how that works yet. i'm not really good at whatever people do for celebrations these days, so i wanted to show you the way i knew it back then but i'm suddenly not sure if you'd like it.”

you could basically hear your heart break as he tried to explain. it hasn't been that long since he had been away from wakanda and pardoned by the government, so he hasn't fully adjusted with the changes that the current generation had. while bucky never paid attention in terms of fitting in, he wanted to fit in your life. little does he know that nobody else could be a better fit.

“no. stop that, bucky. look at me.” you hopped off the car, closing the distance between the two of you. “does it look like i'm sad? disappointed? anything relatively negative?" he shook his head. “exactly, because i'm so excited for what you have planned. you barely even started and i feel like i already won the lottery. so stop worrying, please?”

“i just don't want you to think that i'm being selfish. it's your birthday, you know? it should be about you, but here i am taking you to a place where i grew up in and has nothing to do with you,” he said, his anxiety and insecurity taking over. “but i really thought about this and i.. i just want you to be a part of all of me, even if we were basically from different times. i want you to know that if we were to meet back then, i'd fall for you the same way if not harder, and this is exactly how i'd show you.”

timeless love and devotion.

that was his gift and he thought he was being selfish.

and if it was possible to burst, you probably would've. he didn't even realise how priceless his gift was compared to anything you could've asked for, and yet he felt like he was failing you.

“i love you. so, so much. you know that, right?” you reassured him first, and when he nodded you continued. “i would've enjoyed a party, sure. anything from you would be perfect for me, but a party would most likely just give me a few days of happiness, maybe a memorable memory too, but this.. what you're giving me will last me a lifetime. you don't understand how big this is for me and here you are thinking that you're failing me.”

“i'm not?” he asked, lost in the battle he had within his mind.

“short answer? you basically made me fall in love with you again.”

“really?" his eyes twinkled, as if he was a child being complimented for his scribbles.

you let out a giggle before answering. “yes, now can we start my birthday tour? you made me wait all day, barnes.”

“well, that's no good. can't have my birthday girl waiting," he said, finally smiling. “this way, gorgeous.”

you spent the entire day visiting his favourite spots. although most of them were already replaced with something else, he still made sure to tell you the stories behind them and how they mattered to him, as well as a few playful scenarios he made that included you and young bucky if you were in the 40s.

he then took you to a restaurant he found fancy and expensive back then, telling you that he remembered saying to himself that he'd only bring a special girl to the restaurant and make her feel special. not being able to help it, you asked if he ever brought a girl there back then.

you were the first one, and he knew you were his last.

on your way to the movie theatre, he didn't forget to show you the alley where he'd always find steve in trouble. you both even took a picture in it to show the team, especially steve, when you get home.

“i feel like a teenager again.”

bucky sat beside you at one of the oldest theatres in brooklyn, the same one bucky used to visit back in the 40s, to watch a movie you've been wanting to see. it was a surprise that it was still up and running, but with its history now being connected to the famous steve rogers and bucky barnes, it was easily a tourist spot.

“you're 107 years old, james. i think you're quite past that stage already.” you reminded him which earned you a sharp glance and a pout.

“what i mean is, this is exactly how i imagined i'd take you out back then. you know, asking you to dinner, going to the theatre to watch a movie we'd completely ignore because i'll be too busy distracting you—”

“distracting me, huh?” you asked, even more intrigued. “how exactly would you distract me? what if i'm really interested in the movie?”

“did i really say that? god, i'm even recklessly acting like a teenager as well.” you watched his cheeks turn into a shade of pink. you raised a brow, prompting him to explain further. “it's dark and we're really close. after all the time and tension we've spent before coming here, i would be desperate to kiss you.”

“james buchanan barnes!” you gasped, a fake and exaggerated one. “those are some bad thoughts you're having, and i thought you were a gentleman.”

“i am, i am!” he exclaimed, failing to hear the playful tone to your words. “i wouldn't even do anything beyond holding someone's hands back then. my ma would put me in a cage if i did anything reckless," he said, shaking his head with a smile at the memory of his mom. “but i played this scenario a thousand times in my head already ever since i met you. i just know you would've made me crazy for you, and you still do.”

you looked into his cool blue eyes, getting lost in them in silence while imagining what your life could've been with him back in the 40s. would've it been different? would've it lasted? would've it been a possibility? is that what he hoped he had?

“you got quiet.” he noticed. “what's going inside that pretty head?”

“you.”

“well, i'm honoured.” he grinned. “tell me about it.”

“i'm just thinking about how it would've been like back then,” you answered. “i kinda wish we met sooner. i think that's what you have wanted instead.”

“you're all that i ever wanted. not the time, not the place, but the person,” he said, kissing your fingers before linking yours and his together. “we may not have met earlier, but i was meant to end up with you. i probably had to go through everything.. that happened, because there was something amazing waiting for me in the end.”

“oh, bucky. don't say that. you deserved none of that. you don't have to go through anything to have me.”

“but it's true, you made it all worth it,” he shrugged. “if i had to go through all of that nightmare again, i would do it in a heartbeat if i'll wake up to this reality.”

“god, you make it impossible for me not to cry.” you sniffed, feeling the dam break at his words. “thank you. not just for this day, but for everything. i wish i could do more to let you know that i love you so much.”

“i love you even more. you're already doing more than i deserve, baby.” he kissed your tears away, then your forehead. “don't cry, that wasn't my plan for your birthday.”

“it's your fault for being so fucking perfect.” you hit his chest softly. “now i am never letting you go.”

“i already made the same decision the moment you told me your name. now, come here.” he pulled you into a hug, letting you cry in his embrace until you notice the silence around you. you looked around and noticed the empty theatre, as well as the rolling credits on the big screen.

“we watched nothing from the movie! they all left!”

“okay, i am definitely guilty for that one. i did say i was going to distract you. i promise to get us another ticket tomorrow and have no distractions.” he laughed, standing up to his feet and offering his hand to you. “let's go? i booked us a room, and i heard their room service is amazing.”

you took his hand and smoothed out your clothes. “something tells me the room service comes exactly from you.”

“oh, i don't know...” he had a sinister smile on his face as you both walked out of the theatre. “you gotta try to find out.”

you walked hand in hand to the hotel, liking the idea of enjoying the night sky of brooklyn than taking a cab, especially if the hotel wasn't that far away.

all was well and perfect until you felt a cold drop of water land on your cheek.

“wait, is that...” before you could finish your sentence, a downpour suddenly erupted, instantly wetting you both.

“it's raining!” you exclaimed, finding the situation amusing than a way to dampen your mood, remembering how much you adored the rain and the idea of being underneath it with someone you love. “you know, i actually dreamt of being—”

bucky suddenly pulled you close, kissing you under the rain. through your soaked clothes and the raindrops that trickled down your face, he can feel your warm and soft lips pressed against his. it was a perfect moment as the rain continued to pour down, leaving you both soaked, but content.

“wow,” you whispered after. “it was always in my bucket list to get kissed under the rain.”

“i know, i remember.”

your heart skipped a beat. “you remember everything, don't you?”

“everything about you, i do.” he wiped the streaks of rain around your eyes, then down to your lips. “are you happy?”

“so, so happy. you have no idea," you answered, sighing in contentment while your body was pressed against his. “i'm at a point where i feel like none of this is real.”

“believe it, because you have to get used to it.” he smiled, leaning for another kiss. “happy birthday, sweetheart.”

all was indeed well and perfect.

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[gingiesworld]

Fatal Attraction

Chapter Four

Warnings: Angst. Fluff. Slight Smut

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18+ MINORS DNI

Y/N's hand rested on Wanda's hip as they had her backed up against the bookshelves in their office. Her heart rate picked up as they took her lips fiercely. A moan escaped her as they grazed the skin beneath her blouse. They forced their tongue past her parted lips as her arms wrapped around their neck, keeping them close as their hand soon traveled beneath her skirt pushing her underwear to the side, fingers slowly running through her folds as the two sighed at the feeling.

"So wet for me." They husked out as she only nodded, sighing as they applied pressure to her clit. Wanda gripped their jaw, pulling their lips to meet hers in a lustful kiss, moaning as they thrust two fingers inside of her.

"Wanda?" She was soon shaken awake by a worried Jarvis. "Are you ok? You were gasping and whimpering in your sleep."

"Nightmare." She muttered as she moved to get out of bed. "I'm going to get some water." Without another word, she left the room. Standing looking out of the window, watching as the city remained asleep as her mind went back to her dream.

She wondered why she had a dream like that, especially as she slept beside her husband who she was supposed to love wholeheartedly. Y/N was her boss, nothing more than that.

"You didn't come back to bed." Jarvis stated as he woke up, Wanda was already showered and dressed for the day.

"I couldn't get back to sleep." She told him. "My mind was on overdrive."

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked her as she laughed.

"You want to listen to my thoughts for once?" She spoke harshly as he just scoffed. "You never wanted to hear my thoughts before so why now?"

"I'm sorry for trying to be better." He snarled as she grabbed her bag and coat.

"I'm going to work." She told him.

"What about breakfast?" He asked her as she shook her head.

"You know how to use a stove. Ingredients are in the cupboard." She fastened her coat. "Try not to burn our home down." With that she left an angered Jarvis in her wake. He slammed his hand down on the counter as he glared at the empty countertops. He had noticed that since she had been working, he has had to fend for himself more and more, especially on days where he returned home earlier than herself.

"Are you ok?" Y/N asked her as she sat down.

"Yeah." She whispered as she thanked them for the hot beverage. "You don't have much on today." She informed them as she handed them the file.

"No. It's just the new Antibiotic observation." They told her as they leaned on her desk. "So, are you ok?"

"Yeah." She shrugged as she sat back. "I guess it's just marriage problems you know." They listened to her intently. "We have been drifting apart as of late because we both have different views of how our lives should be right now." She took a sip of her coffee before she continued. "He wants to hurry and have children and I am not ready for that. I am only 22 and that is a huge commitment I am not ready for."

"No one is truly ready to become a parent." They admitted as she scoffed. "Look, I am not agreeing with your husband but if you ever find yourself in that predicament." They sighed as they looked away for a moment. "My father wasn't ready for me until I was old enough to look after myself. I was the bastard child he never truly wanted until I was 18." They admitted. "I was an affair baby and his wife didn't want him or my half brother to have anything to do with me. But she never knew of my name nor my mother's."

"Norman was your father." Wanda whispered, putting two and two together.

"He was." They confirmed. "Once I graduated high school, top of my class, he took me under his wing. Had me shadow him, every meeting, every project testing, he even paid for my college and when he was retiring signed over the company to me. Harry never wanted anything to do with it." They stood up. "I still think it was a sympathy tactic because of the accident."

"Accident?" Wanda questioned as Y/N shook their head.

"That is a story for another day darling." They told her as they fixed their suit. "Come on, we have work to do." She hurriedly followed them to the elevator, a new sense of respect building within her for the cold Y/N Y/L/N.

Wanda watched as Y/N helped with the formula for the new antibiotic they were trying to manufacture, although the science of it all flew over her head, she couldn't help but admire them as they worked effortlessly.

"The Charity Gala." Y/N brought up as Gwen looked at them. "Would you like to accompany me? My assistant is otherwise occupied and I am lonely." They smirked as Gwen laughed.

"Of course." She told them. "I will be your fake date for one night, of course you are still insufferable." The two chuckled as Y/N wiped their hands.

"Try that formula and get back to me on the progress." They said as they grabbed their jacket, leading Wanda out of the lab. Silently making their way back to their office. "You can call it a day if you want to." They told Wanda who nodded silently.

"Thank you." She spoke softly as they titled their head in confusion. "For being someone I can confide in. I don't really have that with Jarvis."

"I will be here whenever you need to talk Wanda." They told her softly, considering the 10 year age difference, she was taken by their compassion, something they must have gotten from their mother. "Now go home, meet up with some friends and I'll see you tomorrow."

"What happened with the Glider accident?" She asked them as she followed them into their office, earning a chuckle from them.

"Eager aren't we?" They smiled as they poured two drinks again, gesturing for her to join them on the sofa.

"It's just, I have been thinking about it all morning and I am intrigued." She told them honestly.

"Well, as you know the Glider was supposed to be a military project." They told her. "Norman had a tendency to want to test out all of the weapons himself and I happened to be shadowing him that day. He lost control and everything happened so fast." She watched as they started to unbutton their shirt, showing her the scars they received. "I was impaled. I had never seen Norman Osborn worry so much as he did at that moment. Fear was all I saw when I looked into his eyes as he frantically tried to help me." They finished their drink before continuing. "Fear of losing something or someone can change a person, especially seeing it first hand so he changed everything. I became the heir of Oscorp before he started to lose his mind." Wanda's fingers mindlessly moved to graze over their scars, her breath caught in her chest as she felt their skin beneath her fingertips.

Wanda looked up into their intense gaze, her hand pressing flat against their stomach as she slowly leaned in, neither of them fighting as their lips touched. A soft passionate kiss as Wanda sighed, their tongue slipping past her lips as she moaned. Before she could get completely lost in them, she snapped back to reality.

"I'm so sorry." She whispered as she moved away from them like they would burn her. They shook their head as they started to fasten their shirt.

"It was my fault Wanda. What I did before hand was inappropriate." They told her as she bit her lip, her eyes stinging as she thought about the kiss the two had just shared. Every ounce of her being wanted to kiss them again but her morals had her leave the office. Y/N sighed as she left, groaning as they punched the wall beside them. They were angry with themselves, they knew better than to lead her on. She was married and their assistant, they shouldn't have allowed the lines to blur so suddenly.

Wanda found herself outside of Natasha's apartment, knocking frantically before the door opened.

"I kissed my boss." She started as Nat nodded, closing the door and heading straight for the wine.

"So, straight to it." Nat stated as she poured two glasses. "What about Jarvis?"

"I know I love him." Wanda told her. "But lately we have been on two completely different chapters. He wants to start a family and I don't."

"When was the last time you had sex?" Nat asked her as Wanda shook her head. "Maybe you blurred the lines with your boss because you need to get some."

"I can't." Wanda whispered as she looked at her friend. "I'm afraid he will try and trap me and I can't cope with that."

"There are other options Wanda. What about birth control?" She questioned.

"We're on the same health insurance, so he will find out." Wanda told her.

"Then I don't know." She sighed in defeat as she watched her friend finish her drink. "I guess you just need to figure this out."

"I know that." She yelled. "I am stuck between a rock and a hard place. I can't go into work and face my boss because I kissed them, I have even dreamt of them in a way I should dream about Jarvis and he is a whole other story." She sighed as she started a second glass. "I don't know what to do." She was at a loss within her own mind.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel #elizabeth olsen #wanda x you #elizabeth olsen x reader #wanda x reader #wanda x y/n #wanda maximoff x you #natasha romanoff

[planetpiastri]

do you know that I would be so honest to god grateful if you did the comparing hand size prompt w roosty? i just am already jaw dropped thinking about it

this blurb is brought to u by this lovely req + me watching fant4stic way too late at night bc i was in a miles mood. enjoy anon<33 | [wc - 1k]

Bradley’s arm around your shoulders was heavy and comforting, and it was all you could do to keep your eyes open and focused on the television screen. You could hear the others chatting in the kitchen, and you were pretty sure that someone had turned on the grill outside. Was that bacon sizzling you smelled?

All in all, it was a pretty normal kickback at Hangman’s.

The movie you were watching wasn’t even particularly good; it was yet another low-budget Fantastic Four remake. Fanboy had turned it on, promising everyone would be amused if not at least entertained, and fifteen minutes in he and everyone else had promptly gotten up and stopped watching. The only ones left were you and Bradley, curled up together on the couch—and you’d only stayed because to get up would be to abandon extreme comfort.

“Hey, that guy kinda looks like you,” you mumbled, squinting at the screen.

Bradley snorted, and the sound reverberated through you from the place where your back was pressed to his chest. “I don’t see it.”

“Who’s hungry?” called Payback, coming in from the back porch with Fanboy following behind. They both carried big plates that confirmed that, yes, it had been bacon you’d been smelling.

Everyone immediately swarmed the two, oohing and aahing.

“Nothing excites drunk people more than bacon,” you mumbled.

“Why is that guy made of rocks?” Bradley said.

“Get me some bacon,” you said, swatting at his arm.

“Like, why wouldn’t he just get the ability to grow rocks? Or harden his skin? Why does he have to be made of rocks?”

“Bradley!” you said, laughing and jostling him. “Bradley, bacon!”

“Okay, okay. Move.”

You shifted upright long enough for him to disentangle himself from you and stand up. Then you flopped back down onto the cushions, appreciating the leftover warmth his body had left. You pulled the blanket tighter around yourself, burrowing your nose into the soft fabric and breathing in deeply. It smelled mostly like Hangman and the aftershave he swore by, but there, buried in the fibers—Bradley’s cologne.

God, you loved that smell. It smelled like home. 

“What is the deal with you two?” said Fanboy, sitting down at the end of the couch so suddenly that you yelped in alarm.

“Mickey!” you gasped, pulling your feet out from under him. “Where the hell have you been?”

“Bacon!” he replied, like that was a normal place to go during a party. “How’s the movie? Hilarious, right?”

“It’s definitely something.”

“Are you gonna answer my question?”

Your cheeks burned, and you pulled the blanket up to your nose, hoping Fanboy wouldn’t be able to pick up on your nerves. “What are you talking about?”

“You know,” he said, gesturing with a stray piece of bacon, “the deal. The carpooling, the cuddling, the sleepovers. I’ve never seen Bradley so… happy,” he said finally. He took a bite of bacon, chewing thoughtfully. “None of us have.”

You really didn’t know what to say to that. You’d never considered that there might be more to your relationship with Bradley. He was your best friend, and that was as far as you’d gotten. You’d met him fresh off a new heartbreak, and you hadn’t been eager to throw yourself towards another one. You knew him well enough to know that heartbreak was the most realistic outcome if you did get yourself involved, so you stayed away from any feelings like that, and you stayed friends. 

And you were fine with that. You were happy with that. 

So why the hell did Fanboy have to go and say something lovely like that and throw you off?

“Okay, budge up,” said Bradley, stepping back around the coffee table and waiting for you to sit up so that he could position himself behind you again. Once you’d settled back into his lap, he handed you a napkin delicately folded over three warm slices of bacon.

You weren’t really hungry anymore, but you didn’t want Bradley to think Fanboy had been saying anything weird, so you picked one up and took a dainty nibble.

“What the hell happened?” Bradley said, staring at the screen. “I was gone five seconds, how are they on a different planet?”

“Isn’t that the greatest part?” said Fanboy. “I was here for the last few minutes, and I don’t even know!”

“You’re not eating your bacon,” Bradley told you.

Embarrassed warmth flooded you. “I am!” you said defensively, taking a bite to prove it. “Thank you very much for getting it for me.”

“This movie completely wastes Michael B. Jordan,” said Fanboy to nobody in particular.

“You’re still not eating it,” said Bradley. “I thought you liked the crispier pieces.”

“I do!” you protested, but it was no use. Bradley was already pulling your napkin out of your hand and giving you his instead, with his juicier, fattier slices of bacon.

Then his hands stilled over yours and he said, “Have your hands always been this small and I just never noticed?”

You smiled in spite of yourself. “They are not small.”

“They’re tiny,” he insisted, setting both napkins of bacon down on the coffee table.

“They’re not!” you argued, holding them up to the light. “They are normal, proportional, human-sized hands!”

Bradley’s arm around your shoulders rose up, and one hand traced the inside of your wrist briefly. Goosebumps erupted down your arms, and you were thankful you’d decided to wear long sleeves. Then he pressed his palm flat to yours, turning it this way and that in the light, seemingly assessing whether your hands were as pitifully minuscule as he seemed to suspect.

“See,” you said, your voice sounding far away even to yourself. “Normal sized hands.”

“Hmm,” said Bradley. Then he shifted his palm by the slightest margin and pushed his fingers forward, lacing your hands together.

Electricity jolted through you, and you were sure he could feel your heart pounding. At the other end of the couch, Fanboy was staring at the tv so hard that he couldn’t have actually been paying attention.

“Yep,” Bradley said decisively. “The perfect size, I’d say.”

“You doofus,” you said, pleased warmth flooding your body. But you tucked his hand against your chest and curled against him, and you felt pretty happy to be watching a terrible movie on the couch of a party with this lovely man.

#bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw fic #bradley bradshaw x you #bradley bradsaw x reader #bradley bradshaw top gun #bradley bradshaw fluff #bradley bradshaw blurb #bradley bradshaw imagine #bradley rooster x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x you #bradley bradshaw fanfic #rooster x reader #rooster x you #rooster imagine #rooster fluff #rooster fic #vinny's valentine's prompt party #vinny fics

[laenordeservedbetter]

If Only You Knew — Rhaenyra Targaryen x Fem!Reader

Summary: You demand an answer to why the princess has been meddling in your affairs.

Words: 1.2k

Pairing: Rhaenyra Targaryen x Fem!Reader

Warning: Internalized homophobia (it gets resolved quickly), fighting, language

For those who aren't aware, the word "queer" can mean "odd". I want to clarify things in case there's any confusion in the first paragraph. And as always, I made a Taylor Swift song reference here. I saw an opportunity and I took it. If any of you are wondering, yes, this is also from my other account but I'm posting it here.

not my gif. || main masterlist || previous work

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The entirety of your stroll in the woods with a potential suitor had been to your liking up until Rhaenyra knocked him off with her horse. The Princess whom you have shared your childhood with was acting unmistakably queer nowadays. She did not have the slightest bit of decorum when she gawked at the unfortunate lord, her eyes flaring with vexation. If you look hard enough, you might be able to witness a fire burning among them. It was no secret that whoever faces the end of Rhaenyra’s wrath would not see another day without terror. You could have reasoned to yourself that Rhaenyra was just having a lamentable time if this was the first lord she drove off in your presence. No matter how much you give effort, you want to express to Rhaenyra that she has taken this too far for it was not the first, second, or fifth time she destroyed your meetings. It was the nth.

Rhaenyra prided herself in her scrupulous attention to detail, confirming that she knows where and when you would be if you are not by her side. “I thought you could use some saving so I asked around.” She says as if what she did was no big deal.

You storm off angrily, no remark spewing out of your mouth even if there are a million things you could say to the princess right about now.

Why is she being so infuriating? Can’t she see that if I don’t find a lord to marry me sooner than late, my family’s reputation would be ruined?! I am not like her! She knows I am not a princess and that I am disposable yet here she is again, coming in my territory and demolishing my chances of getting a husband!

“Lady Y/n, wait! Y/n, where are you going?!” Rhaenyra tugs at the reins of her horse, urging the animal to go faster in order to reach you in time. You look back, seeing that she is close. Regardless of Rhaenyra having the upper hand, you will yourself to pick up the pace, now absorbed in running. “You’ll get injured! Please slow down!”

“Go fuck yourself!” You force yourself into a halt as Rhaenyra blocks your path. Her catching up to you was bound to happen due to her having a horse, though that does not mean you were happy with the outcome.

Rhaenyra gasps, her face and neck shining with sweat. She holds a hand next to her heart, out of breath from speedily winning the makeshift race that you launched. If only you knew how much you mean to her, maybe you’d see her motives in a different light. Once Rhaenyra gets off the horse, she walks over to explain.

However, you steal that chance from her by beginning to get your thoughts off of your chest. “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, RHAENYRA?! DO YOU HAVE THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE RUINING MINE? I… I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? DID YOU DECIDE ‘HEY, I’M GOING TO SCARE OFF Y/N’S SUITORS’ ON A WHIM? THAT LORD WAS MY LAST CHANCE. NOW, ALL THANKS TO YOU, NO ONE WILL WANT ME!” Your chest tightens as your eyes fill with unshed tears. If only Rhaenyra knows why she cannot have you to herself all the time…

The Princess bites the insides of her cheek, struggling to locate the right words to offer you. “I… I didn’t know you disapproved.”

Because you have already released what you needed to let out, you instantly feel obligated to hear Rhaenyra’s side. You walk until her face has the littlest distance from yours as possible. You would make sure she knows that – “Rhaenyra Targaryen, you are my best friend. But in spite of that, there are days when you cause me a large sum of misery. Tell me what is causing you such distress and I’ll fix it so that you can go on your merry way and I can do my job as a lady.” You stated miserably, feeling defeated. You didn’t want to ruin your friendship over this mistake. Deep down, you cherish Rhaenyra above the laws of gods and men. Except you think it is wrong to feel this way. The Septas in the keep surely think so. What you feel for her is more than friendship. Someday, those feelings might get you killed if that information gets into the wrong hands.

“Do you really want to know?” Rhaenyra blinks, her amethyst eyes swimming with tears. When she bares her soul to you, Rhaenyra thinks you will not feel the same. No matter, she mutters inside her head that is drowning in a sea filled with thoughts of her own making. If this will be the last time I can hold her close to me, I will not let my chance slip away like a moment in time because she was never mine to start off with.

You shake your head, getting prepared for heartbreak.

“I love you.”

The words ring in your ears like the chants of the men during tourneys. She cannot mean… There’s a lump in your throat that is acting as a barrier for your response, feeling like it’s all dried up. You laugh it off. Rhaenyra always jested in major circumstances.

“If you think I am jesting, then you are wrong. I am telling the truth, Y/n/n.” Rhaenyra admits, “When I see you with those suitors, it feels like my heart is not mine own and I have the urge to scare them off because I should be the one doing those grand gestures. Not them. You are my best friend. You don’t know what I’d do if someone unworthy of your love came to take you away. You don’t know what I’d do for you. Despise me all you want but that would not relinquish my desire of protecting you from them. What I feel… It’s real. I know it is,”

“Fuck the Septas, fuck the Kingdom, and fuck whoever decided that a woman’s only duty is to get married and produce heirs. We can live our lives together wherever you want. Say the word and we’ll go somewhere free of our duty. . . Or. . . If you cannot look at me the same way, I’ll go. You will not see me again. I would do all those things because I love you so much it appears as if a dragon is burning me alive on the inside every occasion that I see you entertain someone else.”

You clutch Rhaenyra’s hand, “I love you too, Rhaenyra.” Nothing else matters in the world upon hearing the words you’ve wanted to listen to since you fell in love. “Let’s run away.”

Rhaenyra grins from ear to ear while you connect your lips together. Her hands circle around your waist to keep you as close as possible. You melt against her, forbidding any rational thought to cross your mind and allowing Rhaenyra to take the lead. She hasn’t been this happy for a long time.

When you pull away for air, Rhaenyra turns her head to the distance, surveying the dragonpit. “Would you mind if I bring Syrax with us?”

“No, Princess. I love that dragon as much as you do.”

“That I will not question, my lady.”

You can say that love is the death of duty.

#rhaenyra targaryen x reader #queen rhaenyra #rhaenyra targaryen #princess rhaenyra #rhaenyra x reader

[hotlink907]

request: dom!Jiu x fem!reader

pairing: dom!Jiu x fem!reader

genre: gentle femdom

warnings: ice play, mild butt stuff

Some people were surprised to discover that Jiu was a domme. Not that many people found out, of course. You and her were very private about that part of your relationship. The reason for that secrecy wasn’t because you were ashamed of it. Far from it. It was because by keeping it just between the two of you, somehow, it made it more special.

You loved Jiu’s dominant side. There was a lot of reasons for that, but one of the biggest reasons was because she was a gentle domme. There was no other word for it. Even when you were a bad girl (which did happen on occasion), she was always very kind about it. Oh, she was firm, of course. There were consequences for disobedience. But she was never degrading. There was never any meanness to her. Just a kind of gentle, stern disapproval.

“Such a pretty girl,” Jiu said warmly. She was looking at your body, her eyes roaming all over your skin, causing you to blush and squirm. You never knew what to do when she praised you like that.

After a pause, she carefully raised an eyebrow. “Where are your manners? What are you supposed to say?”

You blushed even harder and swallowed. “Thank you, Min-ji.” You didn’t usually give her a title. She preferred the intimacy that came with referring to her by real name.

She shook her head. “I shouldn’t have to remind you about that. How many times have we talked about that?”

You looked at the ground. “Too much. I’m sorry.”

She bit her lip and looked regretful. “I guess I’ll just have to help you remember, won’t I?”

You felt your skin tingle, because you knew exactly what that meant. You didn’t blame her. You had made a mistake, and it was her position as your dominant to help you correct that mistake.

“Get on all fours,” she said calmly. “And I’ll be right back.”

You were already naked, or she would have told you to strip. All of your ‘reminders,’ as she liked to call them, came while you were naked. It helped you get further into that submissive state of mind. It reinforced the difference in roles you shared. When she was acting as the dominant, she almost always wore black--outfits that accentuated her legs, all the way to her waist, including her perfect butt that she knew you loved so much.

You were shivering in anticipating when Jiu reentered the room. You could hear the sound of her bare feet on the floor as she approached, and you wondered what she planned on doing. But first...

“You know what to do,” she said. She was right. Before she administered any reminder, there was a certain ritual you needed to follow.

“I need to remember to thank people when they compliment you,” you said. “Especially when it’s you. I’ll try harder to remember next time.”

“Good girl,” said Jiu. “Even when you get all cute and flustered. You still need to remember.” She paused and you felt her cool hand on your butt, her fingers stroking your skin, close to your hole, causing you to reflexively gasp. “Now remember, why I am doing this?”

“You’re doing it for me, Min-ji,” you said. “Thank you.”

“That’s right,” said Jiu. “Now hold still, and keep being a good girl.”

You had a sinking feeling that you knew exactly what she was going to do to you. It wasn’t a spanking and it was edging, both of which she often used on you. No, this would be something worse. The coolness of her hands had put the idea in your head. You weren’t surprised--manners were very important to her, especially when you were involved. Often, her harshest reminders came when you forgot your manners.

Your suspicions were confirmed in just a few seconds. You felt the freezing touch of an ice cube, pressed hard into your thigh, right below the curve of your butt. You gasped, unable to help it. She knew just how to get you, every time.

“Remember,” Jiu said quietly. “This is for you.”

“Y-yes, Min-ji,” you stammered. “Thank you.”

The ice cube began to slowly travel up your leg, onto your ass. And then, with painful slowness, it began to move towards your hole.

“Oh my god,” you whined. “No, not that!” She had only done it once or twice before, and you could remember how it had made you squirm.

“That’s not how this works,” Jiu said patiently. “I think you already know that, don’t you.”

“Yes...” you said, catching your breath as the tip of the ice cube touched your hole.

“Now hold still,” Jiu said kindly. “It will all be over soon.”

And then, in one smooth motion, she pushed the already melting ice cube straight into your hole.

You whimpered and squirmed as the iciness filled you up. It wasn’t big enough to cause you any discomfort of that sort, but it was positively freezing. And the worst part was that there was nothing you could do about it. You gripped the sheets with your fists and tried not to writhe too much. Once, you had pushed the ice cube out, and in response, she had put two more in. You wanted to be good, no matter how hard that was.

Jiu came over and sat next to you, gently stroking your hair as you remained on all fours, shivering and trying hard to relax so as to not push the ice cube out. You could feel it melting rapidly now that it was inside you, but that wasn’t doing anything to decrease the coldness.

“Such a good girl,” she whispered, running her fingers from the nape of your neck all the way to the small of your back. “I know you can do it for me.”

“Anything, Min-ji,” you moaned. “Anything for you.”

#jiu fanfic #jiu smut #jiu imagines #jiu x reader #dreamcatcher smut #dreamcatcher fanfic #dreamcatcher imagines #dreamcatcher x reader #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop x reader

[demonbanisher]

Okay, I needed a little fun in my Monday and honestly, in my life. So when this little nugget came to me after looking at the @wolfstarmicrofic prompt for today. I decided I had to go for it. Hope it brings a little smile to anyone who needs it. It’s takes place sometime after Don’t Call Me Sir, which is a little drabble AU I did where Remus is a prince and Sirius is his security guard. Also, I’m way too proud of this title. 

Spill the Tea

“I have bigger priorities than dating right now mother,” Remus hissed, exhausted of being trapped in this same conversation with her over and over again. He was already turning on his heel to storm out of her sitting room.

“Oh really?” she said, raising an eyebrow at him and sharing a knowing smirk with her advisor. “Is that why you’re shagging your bodyguard?”

Remus froze halfway to the door, making a slow, calculated turn back to his mother. His brain stuck on the fact that his mother, the queen, had just used the word shagging in a sentence and unable to process anything else.

“This is my castle, dear. Bold of you to assume anything goes on within its walls that I don’t know about. Although, I thought I’d taught you well enough to know that dragging anyone into a storage closet is bound to start some salacious rumours.”

Remus’s ears turned pink. It wasn’t his fault really, Sirius was the one who had spent the whole meeting looking at him like that. Sure, he was the one who dragged them into the closet, but how could one be expected to make it back to his bedroom all the way on the other side of the castle.

“I would also note,” his mother added, taking a sip of her tea like this was the most normal conversation in the world, “that the secret passageways in this castle are meant for security purposes and the ease of use by staff. Not for sneaking to servants rooms for midnight trysts.”

Remus’s brain was fully and completely broken now. He knew he needed to say something to his mother, but he sure as hell didn’t want to confirm or provide any more details of his and Sirius’s off-duty encounters. So he latched onto the one thing he did know with full certainty. “I refuse to stop seeing him.”

His mother grinned wider at that. “Oh, do you now?”

“Yes,” Remus spluttered. “I understand he may not be of our rank or - or our status but he is kind, mother, and he cares for me deeply and I care for him. I won’t give up love for anything.”

“It’s love is it?”

Remus froze again. “I - I didn’t say that.”

“I think you did,” she turned to Minerva, sitting at her side. “What did you hear Minnie?”

She grinned mischievously. “I’m certain our young prince said he was in love.”

“Well then, I suppose our matchmaking efforts have been a success.” They clinked their tea cups together in a celebratory cheers.

“I am high right now?” Remus gasped.

“I should hope not darling. That would be unbefitting of the heir. I hope you have enough brains that if you’re going to do anything, you wouldn’t do it before you were scheduled to meet your mother.”

“But Sirius was hired as a security guard.”

“Yes,” Hope said. “He was and did you think it was a fluke that your personal guard had changed six times in the last few months. It was Minnie’s idea actually, she figured if we couldn’t get you to go to the suitors then we’d bring the suitors to you.”

“And Sirius?” Remus asked.

“Didn’t know. It’s up to you whether or not you want to tell. Although, I hope one day it will give the two of you a good laugh. Of course, you’ll have to decided whether or not to tell him before or after presenting him with a formal invitation to reside in the palace full-time as your partner,” she paused, pouring herself another cup of tea. “Of course, only if that’s what you want.”

“Yes,” Remus said without hesitation. “Yes, that’s what I want.”

“Good. Now, are you going to go tell him you love him or are you going to keep standing here with your jaw hanging open?”

Remus stuttered back to life, sputtering his formal regards and goodbyes before turning on his heel and sprinting out of the room.

“Well,” Hope said, smiling at Minnie. “I think that went well, don’t you?”

Minnie grinned back at her for a moment before they both broke out into peals of laughter that echoed through the halls of the castle. 

#wolfstar #remus lupin #hope lupin is the queen and the boss #i don't make the rules #royalty au #wolfstarmicrofic

[midnightmah07]

something stupid, frank sinatra (A/n: *sighs* okay I will talk about them…😒)

To be a hopeless romantic like Grace is to hide that fact from everyone, but herself. She would expend sleepless nights awake watching romantic movies, writing love letters for when she finds the one, have a diary about past crushes, plot her own future wedding daydreaming about it constantly and hoping to finally get to meet her soulmate. But, of course is all just a silly dream. What a stupid dreamer Grace is… Yet, this is her. Hoping one day she could love without shame and give all the long suffering of a bleeding lonely soul and a broken heart.

“Grace.” Perse calls the attention of the beastwoman who hiss like a scarey cat. “Tulip, you’ve been quiet this whole day! You haven’t spoken a word.”

“Are you okay?” The Heartslabyul junior, Cater asks with worry in his voice.

The thing is, Grace fell in love with the worst person for her not to feel ashamed to admit it… Floyd Leech, the troublesome Octavinelle student who would constantly tease her and make her furious. She hates him! But… Her boiling blood makes her heart aggressively aches in her chest, making Grace’s cheek warm as the sun. She hates him, she really hoped she could at least.

”I am, don’t need to worry you both.” Says Grace after sighing and looking away.

Perse and Cater exchange looks. “Tulip, you sure? You don’t look like-“

“-I am fine.” Grace rudely replies before eyes winded and she looking away. “I am sorry, it’s complicated… I don’t want to talk about it.”

Both of the juniors look at each other but remaining quiet since they knew they couldn’t push her boundaries to speak. The silence became noticeable in the table until a loud voice was heard across the room.

“Pea puffer!” Said Floyd, running to squeeze the poor beastwoman, who instantly gasped seeing his silhouette marching towards her at full speed. “Can you leave this guppies? Come with me, ne? Won’t you?”

Sighing Cater didn’t knew how to help his friend, specially after the eel attacked her by squeezing her limbs… Perse, whatsoever, notices something different from Grace’s usual glance at Floyd.

“Yes, Floyd. You may borrow her.” Confirmed Perse.

“You traitor…” Grace gasps as Floyd already takes her away from the table in a blink of eyes with a maniac laugh.

“Eh… Why would you do that?”

Cater looks in shook to his friend, specially since knowing how dangerous duo is Floyd and Grace together. And in answer Perse just shrugs, pretending to not know.

In Grace’s head would sound stupid to even think, but he didn’t let go of her hand in none of the moments as he drag her down the school. “Shouldn’t you be with Azul? Or your brother?” Grace asks with a frown trying to keep up with Floyd, awhile using the other hand to lift a bit her skirt to not trip over… His legs were too long, how on sevens she would be able to keep up with him like that?

“Azul still recovering from the overblot, pea puffer. And Jade… I don’t know, I was just wondering where you were.” Floyd shrugs. “But he is probably at the club right now.”

Grace felt her cheeks warming up she was left speechless by a single phrase. He didn’t minded where Jade is because he wanted to be or see her first? Sometimes is to be wondered if he does on purpose.

He goes the far as he can to a quiet place where usually is not that frequent to other students, how he knows that place? Is the place where usually Grace goes to read her romantic books so she wouldn’t get caught by anyone and have them making fun. When he stops walking he twirls around Grace, having her almost falling back if it wasn’t Floyd to caught her with a smirk upon his face.

Grace can’t even react, their faces are close, he is holding both of her hands, the place is quiet enough to only hear her heartbeat. When he puts her back on her feet instead of letting her fall she covers her belly by feeling the butterflies in her stomach.

“Why did you do that?” She tries her best to not stutter and look into his eyes.

“Because I can. Duh.” He snickers.

There is the moment where Grace wish she fell head over heels for anyone else, but Floyd Leech. She didn’t minded falling in love, she just wished it wasn’t him. He is the person that she is most scared of having to be wrapped around his fingers.

“Pea puffer!” Whines Floyd at the silence. “You are quiet! I wanted to see you more angry than that.” He huffs.

“I-“ She can’t get angry when it feels good.

“What? Cat got your tongue?” He laughs getting his face even closer to hers.

And then she goes and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like, "I like you.” Grace speaks softly without thinking straight. It was the first thing to pop in her mind, and she actually said it. The shock on Floyd’s face was indescribable… true. But now no time to turn back. Because it still is the truth for her. “It pains me, so much. Because, I don’t think you’ll consider my feelings and I want to believe is not true but than you tease me and make fun of me… I am lost! I need anything as a confirmation to what you feel, Floyd. Anything. A slap, a hate letter, a hug-”

Sealing their lips together, Floyd places his hands on the side of her cheeks leaning in to be at least partially the same height as her for the kiss to work, Grace placed her hands in his wrist unsure of how to react, she closes her eyes enjoying the feeling of his mouth pressed against hers, as the fireworks built inside of her and exploded in pure happiness.

When she goes back to talk she whispers, “A kiss work as well…” Grace looks to his lips then his eyes, who expression were clearly mixed. And that made Grace tensed.

“I…” He is struggling. Floyd knows and is well aware of his mood swings, he hates them. But he doesn’t know how to not hurt her with his words, be honest of how he feels and still look like his interested in her, because this feelings are overwhelming and he doesn’t know how to react them. He looks away standing up from his leaned back posture, covering his mouth he says: “I like you too.”

If he could he would have to practice every day, to find some clever lines to say after the awkward silence and to make the meaning come true, but maybe he will wait and not ruin the moment specially with the evening getting late and having to spend time alone with her. The shine of her eyes are like Sapphires, she shyly takes both of his hands with and serious expression, standing on tip toes he leans forward and kiss him again.

Once the kiss breaks, Floyd wraps his arms around Grace’s body tightly, lifting her up and twirling her around like a princess with loud giggles. He was enchanted by the simple fact of her being there and saying that to him… Maybe Floyd can’t verbalize like Grace, maybe he knows he has a lot to learn but at least he knows is not something stupid.

They fall into the grass with her on top of him kissing one more time his lips.

WAIT THIS IS SO GOOD???? HELLO???? WHAT???????? FLOYCE MY BELOVEDS????

IM SO KSNSKSJKSN($("+2(2!# I LOVE ALL OF THIS AND OH MY GOSH I LOVE FRANK SINATRAAAAAAAAA I NEED TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG I THINK I ONLY HEARD THE VIRAL TIKTOK PART

THIS IS SO. UGH. ALSO. GRACE, CATER AND PERSE BEING THAT TRIO. THEY'RE THE MEAN GIRLS PEOPLE IT'S THEM‼️‼️ THEY'RE THAT FRIEND GROUP

Also also I love love how u gave Grace the nickname "Tulip" bc I low-key need like a chart for my friends's ocs and what flowers they associate with them😭😭 THANK U FOR MAKING MY LIFE EASIER. AND I TOTALLY SEE GRACE AS A TULIP

Perse knowing what's up......... She's so perceptive and smart despite being so closed off and ignoring her feelings I. Love my girl

ALSO ALSO ALSO THIS PART SPECIFICALLY:

I HATE IT HERE

I feel like if Floyd genuinely liked and fell in love with someone he would be a bit worried if it was a mood swing of his. Like I know Floyd isn't one to overthink he just goes with his instincts but with someone he cares so deeply I believe he would pause for a moment to think and that would be soooo freaking sad like ugh. IT'S FINE IT'S NOT A MOOD SWING GO GET YOUR GIRL

#💙! mah's answers #💙! Barbs's writting! #FLOYCE>>>>

[futurebicon]

🌹 :)

Angsty

HUGE CW- Drug use, relapse, mention of abusive family

“Remmy. Remmy. Remmy.”

Remus was cornered by his boyfriend the minute he walked into the dorm room. Sirius’s smile was wild, his eyes wide.

“I’m a genius. I- I- I just had the best idea. Moons I’m so smart.”

“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” Remus asked, immediately wary of the way his boyfriend was acting.

“What?” Sirius stopped. “Of course I’m okay. Didn’t you hear me? I’m a genius. Do you want to hear my idea?”

“Bab-“

“I can stay here.” Sirius didn’t seem to notice how concerned his boyfriend was. “Over summer. I can stay here in the castle and- James! Peter!” He exclaimed as the other boys walked in. “I’m staying here over the summer!”

“What?” Peter asked.

“Like, here? In the dorms?” James looked between Remus and Sirius.

“Not just the dorms silly. The whole castle! See cause then-“

“Hey, look at me.” Remus cut him off. “Look at me.”

“I am looking at you and you’re hot.” Sirius giggled.

“No, look me in my eyes.”

Sirius giggled again as he showed his boyfriend his glazed over eyes and pin pricked pupils.

“Peter go get McGonagall.”

James and Peter straightened up, what they already knew confirmed.

“Great idea Moons! I can tell her about my plan. Peter don’t tell her about it I want to.” He called after the mousy haired boy as he left the room.

“Sirius how much did you take?” Remus asked.

Sirius glared at him, crossing his arms across his chest. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes you do Sirius. Tell me how much cocaine you took.”

Sirius broke down in giggles. “It’s a mystery.” He tripped into James.

“You were sober for nearly a year.” James told his best friend, sadness written all over his feature.

“Yeah I was but then I remembered that I do all my best thinking when I’m not sober. Being sober is boring, being high is fun. And I already told you my plan and it’s so smart.”

Sirius gasped as McGonagall walked into the dorm room with Peter right behind her.

“Minnie! I have to tell you about my idea. I can just stay here over summer.” He explained.

“Sirius I’m sorry but you can stay at Hogwarts over the summer.” The professor told him.

“But why not?” He asked her “I promise I won’t do any pranks and I’ll be super super sneaky about it. No one will even know I’m here. And the house elves can get me food and the best part would be that I don’t have to go home.”

His face crumbled. “Please don’t make me go home. Please.”

Remus stepped forward to try and get him to sit down but Sirius collapsed into him.

“I don’t want to go home.” He sobbed. “I don’t want to. I can’t go home.”

“Shh. It’s going to be okay.” Remus tried to comfort as he scooped him up and sat on the edge of his bed.

“No it’s not. It’s not. If I go back they’ll hurt me and I don’t want them to hurt me Remmy.“

“Sirius-“

Sirius snapped his head to look at his professor. “Professor please. Please don’t make me go back home. Please I’ll do anything. I’ll finish all my homework. I’ll stop throwing parties. I won’t do a single prank every again I swear it. I’ll do anything please. I’m begging you please.”

“There isn’t anywhere else for you to go. I’m sorry but you’ll have to go home unless-“

Sirius no less than screamed. Kicked and hitting at Remus to let him go. Screaming and sobbing and begging for them to keep him out of harms way.

“Hey, hey, hey.” James grabbed him. “I’ll see if you can stay with me okay? Okay? My parents will probably say yes. Just breathe. Take a breath. It’s okay.”

Sirius seemed to calm down, reduced to staring off into space as the other talked about what to do around him.

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Sirius was wrapped up in Remus’s sweater as he sat in the headmasters office with James and Remus.

The high was starting to wear off and he was already starting to itch for the powder again.

He leaned further into his boyfriends side, cursing himself for making the stupid decisions to take the drugs, knowing he would have to go through the hell that is withdrawal all over again.

“Mr. and Mrs. Potter.”

Sirius looked over as Effie and Monty walked out of flo. Followed by Hope and Lyall.

“Mr. and Mrs. Lupin.”

The adults exchanged quick welcomes before taking a seat.

Sirius shivered and sank further into Remus, the want for drugs far out powering the need to stay in this room.

The conversations were buzz in his ears until he realized that everyone was looking at him.

“I’m sorry can you repeat that?”

“We asked why you don’t want to go home.” Effie asked softly.

#sirius black angst #sirius black #wolfstar #wolfstar angst #marauders fic #wolfstar fic #wip

[yinnina]

Sharing Classes

It was currently second hour, which was advanced orchestra for me along with a few of my friend, just not from my friend group.

I was the closest with the first four chairs.

4th chair, Derek.

3rd chair, Elizabeth.

2nd chair, Vanessa.

Me being first chair, which was a complete surprise since me and Vanessa were neck to neck with being the best.

Me and her asked the teacher why I was first chair, her telling us that I was a quicker learned compared to Vanessa.

I was proud of it, but even so I did believed that Vanessa would've been a great first chair too.

We were currently having practice time, since we begged our teacher to let us have it for weeks.

Everyone was doing their own thing, practicing some songs in their music books while me and Vanne decided to practice our own songs from what we knew already.

"So, which one are we doing?" Asked the short girl.

"I don't really know, maybe El Cascabel?" I recommend.

"I ain't singing." She looked me dead in the eye.

I sighed, she was a great singer but it wasn't always that she sang mariachi songs, she ordered playing them.

"Alright, alright. Pull up the music, I'll just rosin my bow really quick."

As she was getting our music out, I noticed a few people over hearing our conversation, interested in what we would do.

We started playing, the music was fast and if we messed up it would go to waste trying to play.

"Yo tenia mi cascabel con una cinta morada,

"Con una cinta morada, yo tenia mi cascabel."

She repeated my words, to make it sound like there were the other mariachis playing.

"Y como era de orapel." I held the note for long enough.

"Y como era de orapel, se lo do a mi prenda amada,

"'pa que jugará con él, allá por la madrugada." She sang afterwards.

We played our violins for a few minutes, fast enough to catch the ear of people, making them turn their heads towards us and staring.

"Anoche por la ventana platicando con Leonnor,

"Platicando con Leonnor, anoche por la ventana." I told the story as she repeated my words.

"Me pidio que le cantara." I held the word

"Me pidio que le cantara el cascabel por memory,

"Y que no me dilatara, me dia de favor." Those were the last words she repeated as the song continued.

"Ay! Como rezumba y suena,

"Ay! Como rezumba y suena, rezumba y va rezumbando,

"Rezumba y va rezumbando," I said alone, before we both started singing together.

"Mi cascabel!"

"En la arena!"

Just as we both finished singing, we were gasping for our breaths we didn't know we were holding.

"Amazing..." Someone whispered.

They started clapping, making me and Vanessa look at each other rather creeped off.

The song was fairly long, it was mostly playing more than singing, but it hurts to press down your fingers against the cold hard strings while trying to sing right at the same time.

We didn't sing and play at the same time, we simply switched playing turns once the other was singing.

As everyone finished to pack up their instruments, violins and violas taking the longest since they actually had to put their instruments in cases, much unlike base and cello, the bell rang, confirming that we were now allowed to leave to third hour.

"[Y/N]! You did so amazing there!" Said Jada, a celloist in my class.

"Really? It's weird not playing with more than two people." I admitted.

"Yeah! Why didn't you think of joining mariachi?" She asked me, confused.

"I am in mariachi," I confessed, "I just go to this class for school hours, but we have mariachi rehearsals in the afternoons."

She was shocked, but it was washed away the moment we reached her classroom as I dropped her off and went to my respective classroom.

For third hour I had science with the cheerleading coach.

As I went to my arranged seat, I noticed that Vance was finally back to school after being gone for almost a week now.

Class went by normally until I felt a kick at the keg of my chair, right away I knew who the criminal was.

Vance was the only one who would have enough guts to do such things.

I ignored it at first, until it became very constant and it finally managed to get into my nerves, making me glare back at Vance, who was sitting behind me at the end of the row.

He looked up at me and gave a smirk that told me right away he won't stop.

And for my luck, he sat around me in every class we had together, which was all my schedule but second hour, which I thanked the gods above for, since orchestra class was my favorite class.

The day was nothing but irritating with Vance kicking my chair and at times making me fall due to him hitting it too hard or moving it out of my way the moment before I tried sitting on my chair.

"When will this madness stop?" I whispered to myself, but it was loud enough for Vance to hear.

We were currently sitting in fifth hour, Accelerated English, and the hour before lunch.

Vance grabbed a fist full of my hair, yanking it slightly to make my head look up to the teacher who was busy talking about the book we were currently reading, The Tell Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe, to even notice.

'Shit.' I thought to myself.

"You should really pay attention, you know. You wouldn't want to fail this class, right?" He whispered in my ear.

This bipolar bitch seriously had some issues. One day he is being all kind hearted and even got me out of danger and the next he is a little bitch who had a stick up his arse.

"You should really let go of me before I scream." I whispered back to him, making him grip tighter on my hair as he looked unfaced.

"Let go of me." I whispered harshly.

"There's this idiot who can't handle himself and goes after little girls. I want you to beat him up for me, I'm too busy and I won't fight someone weird like that."

I was shaken up by that, "And what's in it for me?"

He turned to look at me, "He was planning on trying to touch you, so take it as a favor."

He let go of my hair as class was being dismissed for lunch.

I met with Gabby outside the orchestra room, and told her the situation. She agreed on telling everyone that the fight was happening behind the school, after classes were over.

Everyone heard about it, even some teacher who clearly didn't care enough to do anything, either way, if they interfere with the fight, they knew they would get hurt.

From what Vance told me, the guy I was fighting was called Eren, he was blonde with a buzz cut, light, blue eyes, and pale skin.

He was fairly tall, around 5'7, making me look up to him, due to my height being 5'1.

I was fine with being 5'1, since I had the upper hand against tall people.

You could crawl under their legs and twist them while they were confused.

So no, here we were, face to face against each other, and by the looks of his face expression, he was clearly pissed.

The things I do for Vance Hopper.

#vance hopper x you #vance hopper x reader #tbp vance #vance hopper #vance #the black phone #tbp

[viaviv124]

Trust us and don't cry

God fucking damn it. He messed up again. He knew he did, only further proved by the sharp pain in his left side, unable to tell where the initial wound striked just a moment ago, causing him to topple over and fall to his knees, gasping out quiet curses as he did. 

Dust knew, he just single handedly messed up the entire mission by carelessly getting injured instead of watching his back like he was told to do. It didn't take long for the others to abort the mission and escape back home, him included. 

As soon as they were back in the castle Dust instantly 'took a shortcut' to his room. He didn't need the others to tell him what a failure he was after wrecking the mission. Papyrus was covering that already, as well as his own thoughts. 

"You are really so incredibly useless, Sans!" he heard his brother's voice ring out, louder than anything else that he might or might not hear right now "Even that free EXP is more useful! I'm honestly surprised at how you're still alive! If it was me deciding, I would've gotten rid of such a burden!" Dust didn't respond. He didn't have to. It was true after all. He was the one fucking up mission after mission recently, always disappearing fast enough before anyone could yell at him. He was pathetic and weak, as further confirmed by the tears that started quietly making their way down his cheekbones. "You are so weak and pathetic. A failure. I am ashamed to be called your brother. Oh well, what was I expecting? You always knew how to not do anything right! And now you're even bawling over your own failure! You do not deserve any kind of comfort or compassion, so shove it!" Quiet sobs made their way out of his throat as Papyrus kept scolding him. 

The mass murderer doesn't know how long he cried before he heard a firm knock. As if a button was pressed, he instantly went quiet. Or, well, tried to at least. He forced his sobs down and felt them building into a lump in his throat, making breathing the air he didn't need ultimately harder. His sniffs could not be prevented entirely either. Still, he forced himself to be quiet as he heard a voice on the other side. "Dust, open the door." The voice was firm and could only belong to the King of Negativity himself. Why would Nightmare seek him out? Had he finally had enough and wanted to get rid of him? Not like the hooded skeleton could blame him. All he did was fuck up after all. He could hear Papyrus' scolding again, "See? Even your oh-so-beloved boss gave up on you! You can't even be used as a simple tool anymore, that's how useless you really are!" 

Another firm knock was heard and Nightmare called out again firmly, "Open the door." But instead of following the order, Dust just sat on his bed, fearing to be killed, or worse, being brought back to his Timeline with that demon child. He quietly choked out the suppressed sobs, not being able to hold them down any longer. His throat felt sore and hurt like hell. God, he was pathetic. 

Once again he lost all his awareness of his surroundings as he curled up and quietly cried. Suddenly he felt something move next to him. His fight or flight instinct triggered and in milliseconds he had a sharp bone summoned and took a swing at whatever entered the room. Before he could hit anything his wrist was held with a strong grip and Dust finally realised who was in his room and blocked his attack. 

It was Nightmare and a tentacle was wrapped around his wrist. 

Great. Just fucking great. He tried to kill his boss. Now isn't that dandy. At least he hoped that his own death would be quick. "Calm down," the corrupted skeleton spoke before getting rid of the attack and letting go of the smaller's wrist, who rubbed it slightly, avoiding his boss' gaze. "I've been told you were injured earlier today," he proceeded to speak, eyeing the left half of Dust's body, the hoodie covering it was already drenched in leaked magic. "'m fine," the skeleton in question responded, mumbling "sorry…" he added just as quietly. "I'm not mad," Nightmare reassured him as he slightly lifted the drenched hoodie, much to the injured skeleton's displeasure as he flinched. "Would you prefer getting rid of it yourself?" "No need." The corrupted skeleton looked at him suspiciously, "Are you hiding something from me?" No answer. The taller sighed before getting rid of the soaked hoodie either way. 

He was met with quite a few nasty scars, which didn't heal properly and were only loosely shut due to high LV. Dust attempted to cover himself with his arms and lowered his gaze even more, if that was even possible. Now Nightmare had proof that he was useless and only fucked everything up. He expected to be scolded, yelled at, punished, just ANYTHING, but nothing of that sort happened. Instead Nightmare's gaze softened and he put his hand first on the new wound and then the scars as he applied healing magic. The touch itself stung and hurt alot, causing Dust to flinch and gasp. Pathetic, showing himself so vulnerable. "If he wanted to, you could die any second. You're not worthy of his mercy," Papyrus spoke up again. The now hoodless skeleton tensed up even more, trying to hold back tears without success. Suddenly he felt a hand on his right cheekbone, carefully wiping his tears away with a thumb. "Dust, look at me," Nightmare's voice sounded softer than before and Dust hesitantly raised his head. His face was a mess. Various tear streaks painted his cheekbones and more tears were flowing down. His eye sockets had very clear bags from crying and his mismatched eyelights were shaking slightly. He didn't want to be seen this way and he wanted to avoid seeing Nightmare's expression so he squeezed his sockets shut. Painful and pitiful sobs made their way up again and his entire body shook. He was so incredibly pathetic. 

As Nightmare kept healing him with one hand, he gently moved his other hand from his cheekbone to the back of his skull, caressing it slightly. His tentacles carefully laid on his back, gently pulling him in a hug and laying him against his body. Dust's breathing and shaking increased as he subconsciously clinged to the other. Then somehow something inside him just snapped. He cried loudly, apologising over and over for being a pathetic failure, half of the time barely being able to speak properly. Dust couldn't make out what or even if Nightmare spoke to him. All he could do was cry, cling to him and feel him gently petting him. 

The next thing he noticed was Nightmare lifting his tentacles, removing a part of the security he felt, causing his breath to hitch and to whine out painfully. Then he felt something else around him. It wasn't Nightmare's tentacles but something else that was familiar, however he still refused to open his eyes. His senses blurred again as he kept crying, not even being able to form a single thought. Whatever just came hugged him as well, from one side even carefully kissing away his tears. And another weight laying on his shoulder. He could also feel being pet and comforted. 

He never felt like that before. It was a warm feeling, not painful at all. It felt safe. 

Finally he could make out all the blurry voices that spoke to him as he cried.

"You don't need to apologise. You're doing well. You're fine. Nobody is mad at you." Nightmare's voice. It sounded soothing and reassuring. He had finished healing his injuries and gently caressed his ribs. 

"You did a great job. No need to cry." Horror's voice. It was soft and caring. It was also him kissing away the tears. 

"Dusty, you need to stop worrying in that thick skull of yours." Killer's voice. It sounded a bit more caring and reassuring than usual. It was also his head laying on his shoulder and gently nuzzling his neck. 

"You did nothing wrong. We got you, alright?" Cross' voice. It was soft and reassuring. It was him joining Nightmare in petting and comforting him. 

It took Dust a bit longer to properly calm down, though when he did, he was panting slightly. He was also still clinging and pressing himself against Nightmare, eyes closed. The exhausted skeleton felt himself gently and carefully pulled away a bit, which was met with a pained whine. The shaking kicked in again until his back was gently laid against a different frame. It was probably Horror. Killer had repositioned himself to just hugging Dust for now. Before Dust could form any coherent thoughts yet he felt something held against his teeth and Horrors low but soft voice was heard clearly. "Open, please." He did as told and parted his teeth, only to be met with refreshing, cold water. He drank the cool liquid down and after a few sips the bottle or glass, he wasn't sure, was pulled away. "Good Job" Horror praised him and gently nuzzled his skull before passing him back to Nightmare, who began caressing his skull once again. "Do you want to open your eyes?" Dust shook his head slightly and clinged to the King of Negativity once more. No, he didn't want to. He was too scared. And he didn't want to openly accept their care for him. He didn't deserve it after all. "Come on, Dusty! You're fine! We'll protect you from anything that hurts you, alright?" This was the first time he heard Killer's voice so compassionate and caring. A soft kiss on his temple from Cross and the words "You're safe, I promise." gave him the courage he needed though. He wanted to believe their words. He wanted to believe them so much. So he did his best to ignore Papyrus' taunting insults and opened his sockets.

The first thing he saw was Nightmare's upper body and himself clinging to the taller's sweater. He took a shaky breath and looked up. Nightmare had a soft and incredibly caring expression. "You did well, Dust. Good Job" Dust tightened his grip a bit before hesitantly turning around to see the others. Horror had a worried and loving look on his face. His hands gently wiped the remaining tears away. "No need to cry. We're here." Killer's look made Dust question his own sight. Killer's soul was shaped as much as an inverted heart as possible and his dim eyelights carried so much care and love. He pet his head. "See? You're fine!" Cross looked by far the most worried, though his gaze was really reassuring too. He laid a blanket around Dust's, still exposed, upper body. "You can always rely on us."

Dust was overwhelmed, to sum it down. He didn't understand. Why did they care so much? Why weren't they mad? All Dust did the past month was fuck up and be a burden. And now he was so pathetic to break down in front of them, bawling his eyes out and barely being able to tell left from right at the moment.

"You are loved and cared for by everyone here. Trust us, Dust, and don't hide your feelings like that." Loved? He was loved? But before he could question it further, the three skeletons in front of him came closer and all joined Nightmare in hugging him. Before his mind could react to that, all 4 skeletons around him gently kissed him. First Killer, then Horror, then Cross and lastly Nightmare. Dust could feel the tears returning. He really didn't understand. Killer swiftly wiped them away before they could fall and said "No more crying, Dusty. That was enough being sad, okay?" Nightmare gently stroked his cheek "You don't need to understand. It's alright to be confused. Just trust us in taking care of you and your pain. You deserve it." Dust nodded slightly, admitting defeat. 

Maybe it was okay to let the others take care of him and love him. 

Maybe, in some way or another, he did deserve this. 

Maybe he is allowed to be happy, afterall. Despite everything he's done.

Maybe, just maybe, he didn't fail anyone. 

#fanfic #undertale #undertale au #ut au #dust sans #nightmare sans #horror sans #killer sans #cross sans #hurt/comfort #emotional hurt/comfort #A lot of crying #Low self-esteem #Self doubt #bad sans poly

[bambisnc]

impurities [ft. h.yj]

pairing : yunjin x winter's sister!reader genre : fluffyy w tiny sprinkles of angst cw/tw : kissing + use of caps/swearing + reader gets sister-zoned by yunjin like once ;-; wc : 1k !!

sister's bsf!yunjin mmm

she's been besties w minjeong since forever and your sister is very possessive of her

not to say that she isn't possessive of you !

she just wants the 2 main girlies of her life not making heart eyes at each other tyvm

but how can yunjin help herself from falling for you? you're so sweet, so cute, so pure well at least that's what she thinks; extremely different from her ditching classes, being stuck in detention 24/7, playing in a rock band self

you've always been her biggest supporter - always been there to cheer her on, to wipe her tears because she can't help that your presence makes her want to show all parts of her to you - the good, the bad and the ugly

so she drops in some a lot of flirty remarks around you, teases you in the hopes of seeing your oh so adorably flustered face as you struggle to respond to her way too suggestive quips

yunjin is always quick to keep winter's annoyance at bay however by also making sure to gush about "this gorgeous girl she's been talking to who she met at one of their band's concerts"

you're pretty fed up of this hot and cold behaviour of hers, to be honest

because how can yunjin go from looking at you like she could see entire galaxies in your eyes as she follows you around like a lost puppy to coolly ignoring your attempts to make conversation with her, droning on and on about how she has to get some other girl's number? and there's also the millions of times she's referred to you as the sister she's never had... :/

obviously winter ends up finding out eventually bc come on. yunjin really isn't that subtle with her ogling

but gasp gasp? she's actually really supportive! she gives you both her blessings to "finally fucking make out or something the tension is killing me ugh"

absolutely letting no time waste, yunjin decides to properly confess and get a chance to woo you how you deserve to wooed :( &lt;3

but,

seems like there's trouble in paradise!

because you're apparently going out w someone?! yunjin physically feels her heart breaking when she sees you hug a pretty girl w long black hair and her then kissing your cheek TWICE and calling you 'darling'?? she's never seen her around before and you couldn't already be this close with just a friend???

completely dejected when she explains this situation to her bsf, minjeong goes :O and then her face turns a rather angry (or flustered?) shade of red on hearing your alleged lover's description

she apparently knows who that girl is and she can definitely confirm that you're not dating her

minjeong sus. yunjin will confront her suspicious behaviour another day. but right now you're more important; if you were not romantically involved with that girl.. why would you pretend to be..?

as she sees you walk towards where the 2 girls were sitting on yunjin's bed, winter immediately shouts something about "needing privacy right now and claiming that you both must not enter the room at any costs and leave RIGHT NOW !!!!!" yunjin is pushed out the door to an equally shocked you

"isn't that your room.." you very cleverly point out "i've learned not to question your sister's strange, strange ways.." yunjin mutters back

she knew what winter wanted her to do, she could practically hear her menacingly excited laughter

so yunjin fixes a charming smile on her face and offers a little walk, just you and her &lt;3

you nod, despite there being visible hesitance written all over your awkward figure

the "little" walk ends up going on for rather long, seeming longer than it actually was, in fact, due to neither of you saying a word to each other

but finally when you decide to attempt some small talk, yunjin interrupts you, "why did that girl kiss you yn."

... this, quite validly, offends you, "oh i'm sorry am i obligated to tell you about each and every single person i'm romantically into?"

"uh no! of course not it's just um how could you just.." she's at a loss of words because such hostility from you makes her confident persona crumble so fast that at any other moment you would've laughed. a lot.

"i don't want to be talking about this with someone who thinks of me as their sister" you bitterly spit out, ready to walk away from her before the tears threatening to spill over your waterline make their way down your now heated face

as you turn, however, yunjin grabs your wrist and pulls you back, forcing you to fall into her arms as you desperately clutch her shoulders to not fall

"yunjin ??? WHAT do you think you're doing???" before you can push yourself away from her she brings her face so, so close to yours that you can smell the sweet, fruity fragrance of her lip gloss and forget running away, all you want to do at this moment is connect your lips to her ever so kissable ones

ignoring your question, her attention remains focused on her original goal, "can i.."

you move one of your hands to cup her cheek and and finally steal a peck from her but before you can let yourself completely drown in the feeling of her warmth, she pulls away and with a finger on your lower lip and continues, "can i please know why you were with that girl?"

dazedly you let the truth slip out, "minji's .. friend.. she isn't.. i'm not with her or anythi- mmph!" and just like that yunjin finally kisses you like she's wanted, hell, like she's dreamed of for ages now and you're more than happy to let all her previous actions be forgiven - as long as she keeps holding you just like this &lt;3

notes : for the ppl waiting for the yunjin/yn/rina fic mwah &lt;3 + [m.list]

#order's up~! 📋⋆𐙚 #pastries.♡︎🍰 #div creds : @/jilval !!!!!1 #le sserafim x reader #huh yunjin x reader #yunjin x reader #huh yunjin #le sserafim yunjin #le sserafim #lsrfm #lsrfm x reader #yunjin #kpop #kpop gg #kpop gg x reader #yu jimin imagines #aespa #huh yunjin x you #huh yunjin x fem reader #huh yunjin fluff #kim minjeong

[boulevardk]

Gimme Gimme (m). Part Two.

Preview: “And my body…” you moan, “it feels so warm.”

Johnny touches your skin and confirms the heat you mentioned. He leans his hand closer to your core, flips up your skirt, and cups your heat. You gasp loudly in response and your eyes shoot open.

“That’s what it is, baby,” Johnny smirks, “That just means you...really like us.”

You nod in shock at Johnny’s words, “I have never felt this way before!”

Rubbing his fingers slowly against your pussy, Johnny explains, “It’s okay, baby. We’re right here, and we’re going to take care of you.”

Jaehyun looks around from behind you and notices your lack of underwear from under your skirt.

“No panties, huh, kitty?” Jaehyun asks mockingly, “Now, you didn’t do that just for us, now did you?”

Pairing: nct 127 x black panther hybrid (f)

Genre: Hybrid AU, PWP, idolverse, M/F, smut... ;), series

Word count: 6k

Warnings: profanity, dubcon (...? like a bit i guess), low key bimbofication, dry humping, innocence corruption, nct are horny lmao, mentions of size kinks, johnny and jaehyun have big dicks but we already knew that so that's not new info, fingering, reader's first orgasm... i think that's it?? lemme know if i'm forgetting anything

a/n: i’m really happy with how well the first installment of Gimme Gimme was received! It really warms my heart to see people like and appreciate my work :,) i really am a softie for compliments. also, for the life of me, i couldn't find a high quality, recent photo of the members in this chapter lmao so the banner is just gonna stay as the one with all the members. also, this is like half way proof read lmao lemme know if you catch any mistakes. Anyways, happy reading!

- jay

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“...You don’t like seeing us in pain, do you?” Jaehyun asks, looking at you whilst biting his lip to keep from moaning as he rubs your hand against his cock through his jeans.

“O-of course not,” you stutter, turning back and forth to look at both boys, your hands still on them.

“You can help us feel better,” Johnny rasps slightly, “You want to make us feel better, right, baby?”

You pout and look at both boys with big eyes.

“...Yes.”

Johnny groans and ruts against your hand, “That’s our girl.”

“Thank fucking God,” Jaehyun groans and pulls you onto his lap with your back towards him, removing your hand from Johnny’s thick thigh. When you're firmly seated on his crotch, he grinds his pelvis up into you and you gasp, “You feel that, baby? That’s what you do to me.”

Your eyes widen and he leans in closer to your ear, “You’re gonna relieve the pain, yeah?”

Nodding quickly, you whine when he starts grinding up against your ass slowly. It’s taking all Jaehyun has not to rip down your skirt, whip out his cock, and make you cream around him right here on the couch. As much as he wanted to fuck the living daylights out of you, he could still hear Taeyong’s voice ringing in the back of his head about “being soft” with you. Jaehyun scoffed at the words.

If only he could see you now.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun moans as he continues to move against your barely covered ass, “I don’t even know why you bother wearing these skirts, kitty. They barely cover anything.”

“Not that we’re complaining, though. We always love the show you put on for us, baby,” Johnny reassures, looking at you with a smile, “even if the show isn’t always intentional.”

Jaehyun rolls his eyes at that comment.

The other day, you were walking around the dorm, looking for something to occupy your attention. Jaehyun, Johnny, and Mark were sitting at the table when you entered the kitchen, and their eyes all immediately moved from their phones to your figure dressed in an oversized shirt with your infamously short skirt.

“Hello, boys!” you chirped, trying to maintain your charismatic persona.

All three boys just nodded wordlessly, stunned by your appearance.

Your eyes sparkled when you found a newly purchased bottle of milk in the fridge that Taeyong had gotten specifically for you from the grocery store. Apparently, black panther hybrids appreciate milk just as much as the ordinary house cat.

Reaching your small hands toward the glass, Jaehyun nearly began drooling when your fingers couldn’t even wrap fully around the bottle.

You let out a chirp of delight when you noticed a jar of cookies above the fridge that you knew would go perfectly with your milk. After placing the glass of milk on the counter beside you, you began jumping to try to reach the jar above you. You huffed when your fingers weren’t able to reach the jar.

Johnny chuckled in adoration while Mark struggled not to coo at your cuteness. Jaehyun, on the other hand, had to rearrange his pants as his cock grew hard.

He could just imagine the look of shock on your face as you stared at his massive size. He could imagine your huffs of annoyance as you’d try and fail, to wrap your hands around his cock while he’d just sit back and smirk at the thought of fucking you stupid.

“These are getting in the way!” you huffed angrily.

Johnny and Mark looked at you with confusion while Jaehyun was still in his daydream. Although Jaehyun’s attention was effectively caught when you reached down and pulled down your underwear from below your short skirt.

“What the-,” Mark said in a daze.

“Fuck,” Johnny continued for him, looking at you in a state of awe as well.

Jaehyun was just speechless as you peeled your panties off without a care in the world. Once they had fallen to the floor you kicked them to the side and muttered, “That’s better.”

Once your panties were gone, you jumped once more and finally reached the cookie jar on the top of the shelf. In the process of your final jump, your skirt flew up with the motion and all three boys sitting at the table got a clear view of your ass and long, black tail.

Jaehyun’s cock was straining against his pants, Johnny fought not to drool, and Mark’s eyes were as wide as saucers. All of them were shocked to the point of speechlessness.

Once you had finally arranged your snack, you turned back towards the boys with a sheepish smile and gestured towards your discarded panties beside the fridge, “They were hurting my tail.”

Even with your explanation (which to any other hybrid would have made perfect sense), all three boys were still mute, replaying the event they had just witnessed.

Mark clenched his eyes and jaw as the image of you innocently removing your panties was branded inside his mind.

“Oh! A patch of sun!” you said excitedly and pointed towards a window in the living room, “I’m going to go eat my snack there!”

“Did…” Mark begins, still in a daze after you skipped out of the room, “D-did that really just happen?”

Johnny ran his hands over his face and groaned, “It was too good to even be in my dreams.”

Jaehyun grits his teeth. If you kept tempting him like that, he was going to fuck you on the kitchen counter right in front of the two other members- Taeyong’s stupid rules be damned.

Mark cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure, and shook his head thoroughly for good measure. Standing up quickly from his seat at the table, he hurriedly shuffles over to your panties beside the fridge. He quickly collects them in his hands and leaves the kitchen before the other members could see the bright blush on his face, much less tease him for his perverted actions. When, in all reality, Jaehyun and Johnny just wished they had done the same thing first.

There will always be another time to take your panties.

Jaehyun was going to make sure of that.

To his left, Johnny moves one hand down to unbuckle his pants and places another on your thigh as Jaehyun continues to roll your hips against his own. You squeal when Johnny’s hand reaches your inner thigh.

“Oh!” you squeal as your stomach twists in knots and a strange, liquidy sensation forms between your legs, “What’s that?”

Johnny quirks his head at you, “What’s what, baby?”

“My-my thighs!” you exclaim in confusion, “They’re all wet!”

Jaehyun and Johnny share a look with each other.

“And my body…” you moan, “it feels so warm.”

Johnny touches your skin and confirms the heat you mentioned. He leans his hand closer to your core, flips up your skirt, and cups your heat. You gasp loudly in response and your eyes shoot open.

“That’s what it is, baby,” Johnny smirks, “That just means you...really like us.”

You nod in shock at Johnny’s words, “I have never felt this way before!”

Rubbing his fingers slowly against your pussy, Johnny explains, “It’s okay, baby. We’re right here, and we’re going to take care of you.”

Jaehyun looks around from behind you and notices your lack of underwear from under your skirt.

“No panties, huh, kitty?” Jaehyun asks mockingly, “Now, you didn’t do that just for us, now did you?”

You feel so good from the friction of Jaehyun’s hips against yours that it takes you a second to remember you’ve been asked a question. You shake your head quickly while clenching your eyes, “N-no, I didn’t do it on purpose! The panties hurt my tail!”

Your stutter of response has Jaehyun rolling his eyes, “Well, you won’t be needing them from this point on anyway, kitty.”

Johnny begins to rub his finger up and down your pussy, “How does this feel, baby? You like Daddy’s fingers on you like this?”

Johnny’s use of the name makes you gasp.

“D-daddy?” you quiver.

“That’s right, baby,” Johnny smiles at your shock and lets out a soft laugh as a thought crosses his mind, “Ha, would you look at that. Rubbing a pussy’s pussy.”

Jaehyun scoffs once more at the stupid comment. Meanwhile, your neck burns in humiliation at the comment.

You had never heard such dirty words before.

“Take your hands off her for a sec, John,” Jaehyun huffs, “I wanna try something.”

Johnny does as Jaehyun says and removes his hand from where he had been rubbing, leading you to let out a loud whine at the loss. Jaehyun removes you from his lap momentarily just to shimmy out of his jeans. Next, he moves to lay on his back with his torso propped up by his elbows. Once he’s situated and his lower half is left in his underwear, he pulls you back onto his lap with your chest facing him so you’re straddling him as he lays on the couch. Then he takes your skirt into his hands, “Let’s just get rid of this, shall we?”

Jaehyun barely finishes his sentence before he rips your skirt off your body like it was a thin sheet of paper. Your eyes shoot open and you squeal once more at the sound of the fabric tearing, “Hey! That was my favorite skirt!”

He groans as you shift on his lap during your exclamation, “I promise I’ll buy you another one. I’ll buy you all the fucking skirts in the world. Johnny, take off your pants for our kitty, won’t you?”

Johnny snaps out of the daze he was put in by looking at your bare ass and hurriedly takes off his pants but leaves his boxers. Like Jaehyun, he wanted to take you on this couch, but he also didn’t want to overwhelm you. So this would have to do… for now.

Once the older man had removed his pants, Jaehyun said with a rasp in his voice, “Why don’t you get behind our kitty and show her a good time, huh? Just like this.”

Jaehyun demonstrates by grinding on your bare heat from below you, your warm core directly over his boxers. You could feel his bulge through his pants, and your eyes widened at the size of him.

Did his size and hardness indicate his feelings for you? If so, he must really like you.

Johnny nodded with a smirk at Jaehyun’s actions and gently pushed you back down so that your chest was closer to Jaehyun’s and your ass was presented to him. Then he positioned himself behind you and held himself up as his hips met your backside.

You bit your lip at the new feeling, relishing in the pleasure from Johnny’s large cock pressed against your ass.

He must like you even more.

Once you’re fully sandwiched between both men, they begin to grind against you, and you yelp at the electricity you feel that shoots through your body. They begin to grind in tandem, and you feel your brain begin to melt.

“Oh,” you pant, “T-this feels so good. I don’t think I have ever felt so good in my life.”

Johnny chuckles at your comment and continues to thrust against you, “Is that so, baby? I think that makes three of us, then.”

Your whines echo through the living room, and Jaehyun has never been so glad to be given the day off while the other members have a schedule. Johnny is relieved to be alone with you too, although the idea of other members walking in on the two men corrupting their precious little kitten has him thrusting against your harder.

“Wanna know something, kitty?” Jaehyun whispers as he leans towards your ear, “I know this whole little confident personality was an act from the second I laid eyes on you.”

You know you should be more concerned by his words, considering you were fearful the group might send you back if you didn’t meet their expectations of a social, friendly, and outgoing hybrid. But as much as you should have cared about what the handsome man has said beneath you, your mind felt fuzzy from the pleasure you were receiving.

“Hey,” Jaehyun says, grabbing your chin in his hand and lowering your gaze to meet his own, “Did you hear a word I just said, kitty?”

His grip on your chip tightens and the slight pain clears your brain a bit enough to focus your attention on him, “W-what?”

He smiles at your dazed expression as he and Johnny continue to rut against you from either side, “I said I know your secret. You don’t have me fooled.”

You gasp in surprise and in pleasure as the man beneath you thrusts up against you even harder, “W-what are you talking about?”

“You can’t play stupid with me,” he says mockingly, “Rest assured, though, kitty. Your secret is safe with me.”

Before you can ask him what he meant, both men speed up their pace, and you let out a yelp.

Johnny grunts behind you and puts his hands on your shoulders to pull himself closer to you with each thrust over your bare ass. Jaehyun’s hands are firmly set on your hips as he looks up at you.

“I-” you whine, “Johnny, I feel funny. I don’t know what’s happening.”

Flicking his hair from his face, Johnny laughs, “You’re gonna cum, baby. Do you know what that means?”

You clench your eyes shut and shake your head back and forth.

“Well...Let’s just say it’ll make you feel really good,” Johnny pants, “And when Jaehyun and Daddy cum, we won’t be in pain anymore, baby. You’re doing such a good job.”

“I’m close, Johnny,” Jaehyun groans, “Fuck, I wish I could fill you up right now, kitty. I would do anything to make you cum around my cock right now.”

His words are barely processed in your head as the knot in your stomach tightens and your thighs collect more and more slick.

Fill you up?

If your brain weren’t so fried at the moment, you would have asked Jaehyun what he meant by that.

“Ah!” you squeal, “I think I’m going to faint!”

“Just give in to it, baby,” Johnny coos from behind you, “I promise it’ll feel good.”

The pressure in your stomach builds and builds, and you fear you may actually lose consciousness. You begin to see black spots in your vision, and the dam inside you finally breaks.

“Oh, my God! Jaehyun!” you scream and feel a surge of liquid shoot out from between your thighs. Although you don’t fully pass out, you feel your body lose most of its strength, and if it weren’t for Johnny and Jaehyun holding you up, you surely would have fallen on your face.

“Ugh,” Johnny groans and tightens his grip on your shoulders, “Fuck!”

You hear Johnny suck in a breath before the fabric of Johnny’s boxers grows warm and wet against your ass.

Before you could question what the substance in Johnny’s underwear is, Jaehyun’s grip tightens on your hips as well, and his thrusts up against your pussy speed up even faster, “I’m gonna cum, kitty. You think you can handle it?”

Although you still feel like you're floating from the experience you just felt, you nod at his words. It isn’t long after your response that his eyes clench and he lets out a deep moan, “So fucking good.”

Unlike Johnny, you actually get somewhat of a glimpse at what happens to Jaehyun when he cums, as they’d explained. After he curses, his hips stutter and his mouth forms an ‘O’ before you feel the same sensation Johnny had given you.

You squeak when the fabric below your pussy becomes warm and wet as well, “W-what’s that? What happened?”

Jaehyun smiles at your innocent question and appearance, despite the fact that all three of you had cum from dry humping, “We all just came, kitty. How did it feel?”

“Hmm,” you hum and smile at the thought, “It felt so good. I never knew I could feel something like that… Why is this fabric wet?”

You point down at his boxers and he chuckles, “That’s because I came, and your cum is there too.”

Gasping, you move your hips away from Jaehyun’s crotch, and you notice a giant wet spot on the grey fabric of his underwear.

“Oh!” you stutter, “D-did I do that just now?”

“Yeah, baby,” Johnny laughs, plopping beside you as Jaehyun gets up from his position on the couch and sits to your right, “It’s kind of hard to ignore, isn’t it?”

Your face burns at the question, and you bury your face in the crook of Jaehyun’s neck, biting your lip to conceal your yelp.

You feel Jaehyun’s chest rumble as he chuckles at your cuteness and brings his band to the back of your head to soothingly run through your hair, “You don’t even realize how cute you are, do you?”

Johnny smiles as your hum for a comment is muffled by your position on his fellow member, “This was so fun, baby. Now, how about we get you cleaned up, yeah? Something tells me Taeyong wouldn’t be too happy to see you all dirty, would he?”

You lean up from your place against Jaehyun and shake your head in agreement, “I know it’s important to clean up… But I just hate being in the water.”

“Ha,” Jaehyun rolls his eyes, “You really are a cat hybrid.”

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Basking in the sunlight pouring in from the window, you began to purr quietly at the feeling.

Shortly after the group had adopted you, Taeyong had explained to you the delicacy of the members owning a hybrid. He had mentioned that they belonged to a strict company that wouldn’t approve of the members being distracted from practice due to a hybrid companion living with them.

Jaehyun had also said that their jobs were very public, and information about you being leaked to the public could not only damage their reputation, but it could possibly put you in danger. At that comment, you heard Doyoung and Yuta mutter curses under their breath about obsessive, toxic fans.

You felt conflicted about the situation. On one hand, due to your inner shyness, you were relieved you wouldn’t have to make many public appearances- if any at all. You didn’t do too well in front of big crowds…. Not that the members needed to know that, anyways.

You were also disheartened by the idea of people potentially disliking you. Unhinged fans not liking you was something you could live with. Something tells you you wouldn't care much for them anyway.

But when Taeyong had stated that their company and fans might disapprove of you, it made your heart hurt a bit. Even the thought of people not liking you made you uneasy… You wanted everyone to like you.

Once you had expressed your sensitivity of public perception to Taeyong in private, his eyes softened and he cooed at your sensitivity and innocence. He hoped you wouldn’t ever have to find out how cruel the world could be… not in the way he found out, anyway.

He promised himself that he would do everything in his power to protect you. And when he shared his concern and feelings to the other members about the situation, they all agreed.

Even though you had only been living with the group for a short amount of time, they had grown very fond of you, and they never wanted to put you in a position where you could get hurt.

On the other hand, however, you were disappointed you couldn’t go outside more frequently simply to enjoy the nature around you. It was no secret to the members how much you enjoyed soaking up the sun. In fact, whenever the members would see you lounging in the sunlight, sprawled out with your tail happily swishing back and forth, they would come over and join you.

Your heart jumped a few times when the members first began to approach you, but over time, you grew used to their company and looked forward to their closeness in proximity.

Your favorite member to lay within the sun was undoubtedly Taeil who always made a point to brush your fur and scratch your pointed ears softly just the way you liked. You would lean against him for hours or however long his schedule allowed and purr against his chest as he would sing softly to you.

Although you enjoyed your time with the members inside, you still did mourn the chance to go outside. You missed watching and chirping at birds in person, and the experience wasn’t the same through a window. You also missed rubbing your cheek against various flowers and plants that had an intriguing smell.

You understood why you couldn’t be seen by the paparazzi… you just wish there was some other way to get the time outside you had been missing. Until then, your view of nature through the windows in the group’s dorms would have to suffice.

“Hey there, pretty girl,” Taeil’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

Without opening your eyes, you stretched on the carpet and sighed out to the man, “Hello, Taeil. Just the person I wanted to see to make this time in the sun even more enjoyable.”

He chuckled and joined you on the soft carpet. Once he was seated comfortably, you readjusted and leaned against his chest, finding a comfortable place to rest.

“Where are the other members?” you ask him with a yawn, your eyes still closed.

He brings his hand to stroke your hair and hums, “Every except Haechan is at a schedule… Haechan is at the Dream dorm for the next couple of days.”

“Oh,” you nodded slightly, “Can I tell you something, Taeil?”

Taeil’s hand stops stroking your hair and finds its place on your thigh instead, “Of course you can, honey. I’m just happy you feel comfortable enough to confide in me. What is it?”

“It’s just that Haechan…” you trail off and twiddle your fingers, “He makes me nervous…”

Taeil sits up quickly but not too abruptly to alarm you, “What do you mean? Has he hurt you at all? Do you want me to talk to him?”

Taeil knew how...intense Haechan could be, to say the least.

Taeil knew the younger boy to be zealous in every sense of the word. But a sex-deprived Haechan was an even more difficult beast to tame.

The oldest member had overheard Haechan talk about how rough he had been with his bunny hybrid at the Dream dorm. If the time came that you wanted to experience that same kind of roughness with any of the members, Taeil would be more than happy to participate.

However, unlike the other members (Yuta, Jaehyun, and Haechan in particular), Taeil wasn’t obsessed with the idea of corrupting you. Taeil wouldn't necessarily describe himself as vanilla, because he knew he wasn’t. But Taeil didn’t get off to the idea of turning you into a sex-crazed minx like the other members did.

“No! No, of course not,” you quickly corrected him, “It’s just…”

Taeil raised his eyebrows and prompted, “Just what?”

You conceded with a sigh, “He makes me feel strange.”

Tilting his head to the side in confusion, he asked, “Strange how?”

Blushing profusely, you bite your lip and take one of his hands in yours, placing it on top of your skirt just above your core, “Strange right here.”

Taeil makes a noise along the lines of a gasp and widens his eyes, “W-what do you mean, honey?”

You close your eyes and breathe deeply, “It’s like there’s a rubber band in my stomach that’s about to snap, and my heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest.”

Biting back a moan, Taeil inhales sharply at your words.

When Taeyong and Jaehyun had gone to adopt you, they mentioned that the adoption facility was unsure if you had had your first heat yet since you were rescued and not bred in captivity. Taeil had always wondered if you even knew about sex at all. He had always imagined you knew the basics, at least. But considering how… sensitive of a topic that could potentially be, Taeil obviously never asked if you had been given “the talk”, to put it simply.

“What else do you feel?” Taeil asks in a tone just above a whisper.

You begin to move his hand around your pussy slowly, the fabric of your skirt beginning to dampen from the heavy amounts of slick dripping from you as you thought dirty thoughts about the men you lived with.

“I feel warm… Practically hot to the touch. And my thighs,” you whimper, “They get wet just like they are right now.”

Taeil pushes his hand harder against your skirt and discovers that you are, indeed, as wet as you just described.

“There’s something else, Taeil,” you confess, turning your head slightly to look at him, “You… you make me feel the same way.”

Throwing his head back slightly at that information, Taeil firmly presses against your pussy again, and begins to rub slow circles over the skirt’s fabric, “Is that so, pretty girl?”

Your eyes are big and glossy as you nod your head towards him.

“Well,” Taeil begins, “If that’s the case…”

You let out a yelp as Taeil begins to rub your cunt faster, your skirt fabric completely soaked at this point, “I guess I’ll just have to help you out then, won’t I?”

“Fuck,” Taeil curses, “Your skirt is drenched at this point. I can’t even imagine how wet you feel without it.”

At that comment, Taeil flips up the front of your skirt and his fingers make contact with your bare cunt, and you gasp at the feeling.

“Oh?” Taeil asks as he continues to rub you, “No panties? When did that start?”

“They hurt my tail,” you moaned, “And Johnny and Jaehyun also told me not to wear them.”

Raising his eyebrows, Taeil smirks, “Johnny and Jaehyun, huh? I should have known. They’ve been dying to get a piece of you since the day you arrived… I can’t blame them, though. We’ve all pretty much felt the same way.”

Your eyes widen at his comment, but you’re unable to stutter a response due to the sheer pleasure you’re feeling in your gut.

“You like this, right, honey?” Taeil asks, to which you nod frantically in response. The eldest member chuckles at your nonverbal response, “If it feels good there, you’re gonna love this even more.”

He skillfully moves his fingers directly to your clit and your shout at the suddenness of his actions. He begins to rub even faster, and his actions have your eyes rolling back.

“Tell me how that feels, my pretty girl,” Taeil mutters beside your ear.

You attempt to clear your clouded head by shaking it repeatedly, “I-it feels so nice. My whole body feels l-like it’s tingling.”

Taeil just laughs at your reply and continues to rub your clit in quick figure eights.

Taeil, much like Johnny and Jaehyun, does have to restrain himself when it comes to you- especially considering because you two are home alone. He could be the first one to sleep with you and no one would be the wiser.

He could imagine all the members (especially Haechan) throwing a fit at the idea of not being the first to fuck you, with Mark and perhaps Doyoung being the only exceptions. Even to this day, Haechan still rants about how he should have been the first to fuck his bunny hybrid- even though he fucks her almost every day now since her first heat passed.

Even Taeyong was possessive of you to a certain extent, although it came from a different place. Although all the members wanted to protect and care for you, Taeyong undoubtedly felt the most attached to you. And considering how you spent the most time with him aside from Taeil, it was simple to say you felt very attached to the leader as well.

Hell, you even sleep in his room every night. Taeyong always liked to argue that it was best for you to sleep in his room because he didn’t have to share with any other members and it would be the best, most comfortable situation for you. But the other members saw through his facade and knew it was probably just an attempt to keep you all to himself.

Although Taeil wanted so desperately to take you to his room and fuck you right now, he knew you weren’t ready for that kind of commitment or change- no matter how you were grinding your pussy against his hand right now.

“Right there, Taeil,” you moaned out, “Johnny said this feeling means I really like you.”

Taeil smirked at your comment.

What kind of nonsense was Johnny putting in your head…? And why hadn’t Johnny and Jaehyun invited him when they made you feel this way before?

You squirmed in Taeil’s grasp, and he could tell you were close.

“I think Johnny called it ‘cum’?” you innocently stated as you not so innocent ground your hips down on Taeil’s hand, “Is that what I’m about to do?”

“Yes, pretty girl, that’s right. You’re about to cum for me,” Taeil said as he felt his cock grow stiffer and stiffer by the second, “You’re doing so well for me, honey. You’re so close.”

You tossed your head side to side against Taeil’s chest as your orgasm drew closer and closer.

You felt like there were fireworks going off in your stomach. You had only received your first orgasm days ago from dry humping with Jaehyun and Johnny. It felt so primal, and you loved every second of it. Even thinking about it now, made you moan loudly.

Being with Taeil was different, though. He was solely focused on making you feel good. And as hot as your body felt from your impending orgasm, your heart also warmed at the thought that Taeil’s attention was purely focused on making you feel the pleasure you so desperately sought.

Taeil knew that you were so innocent and clueless that he could probably convince you that sucking his cock was just a sign of affection, and you’d probably fall for it. It was fucked up, to say the least, but Taeil liked the idea of being about to manipulate you. He wasn’t going to do it now, because he was worried about overstepping your current boundaries.

The last thing he wanted to do was scare you away right as you had warmed up to him … but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to jerk off to the idea of manipulating you right after he made you cum on his fingers.

“I think I’m going to cum, Taeil!” you shouted.

Taeil sped up his fingers a bit faster to get you over the edge, “That’s it, honey. You’ve been such a good girl for me.”

You whined aloud once more before you came on Taeil’s fingers.

Taeil had fingered his fair share of women… but none of them had cum as much as you did just now.

It wasn’t at all an overstatement to say Taeil’s hand was coated in your slick. In fact, that statement is more of an understatement than anything else.

The eldest member removed his hand from your skirt and brought his fingers to his lips, tasting your essence, “Damn.”

You tasted sweeter than candy and easily sweeter than any other girl Taeil had eaten out before. If this is what you tasted like after simply cumming on Taeil’s fingers, he couldn’t wait for the day where he could actually eat you out.

Hopefully, that day was sooner rather than later.

Your eyes were still shut as you rode out your high, and Taeil held you as long as you remained somewhat delirious from your orgasm.

When you finally opened your eyes, they were hazy and glossed over with the slightest bit of tears. Your tired eyes met Taeil’s right as he had brought his finger to his mouth to taste your cum.

“What are you doing?” you asked innocently.

Taeil looked at you in confusion before following your gaze and realizing that you were talking about what Taeil was licking off his fingers.

“Oh,” Taeil shrugged, “I was just tasting… Well, I was tasting you.”

You looked at him and pondered what he said, “May… may I try?”

Taeil’s eyes widened a bit in shock at your statement. How could such a dirty comment come from such an innocent face?

Humming in response, Taeil brought his hand back to your pussy and swiped some more slick onto the pads of his fingers. You flinched a bit in sensitivity from your orgasm, and Taeil bit back a laugh at your reaction.

When he brought his fingers up to your mouth, you looked at the substance coating his digits. It looked strange, to say the least. Although you had little to no idea what cum truly was, you were intrigued by the idea of tasting it.

You wrapped your lips around his finger and sucked somewhat cautiously in case you didn’t like the flavor.

Taeil knew hybrids (cats in particular) could be quite sensitive to taste. Although your cum was easily the sweetest he had ever tasted, he was unsure of how you would react to it.

Your eyes were still wide as you sucked off your slick from his digits, and Taeil wanted the image ingrained in his mind for when he was going to jerk off later. Taeil genuinely wasn’t sure if you were purposefully promiscuous or if you were just naturally this way. Either way, Taeil couldn’t deny that he always enjoyed the shows you put on. Like the one time, you were playing with a toy Taeyong had bought you and you bent down to collect the toy after you had hit it under the couch. It was safe to say that all the members who witnessed the event were turned on within seconds.

As you sucked off the last bits of slick from Taeil’s fingers, you hummed at the taste in curiosity. Taeil was impossibly hard at this point, and your humming around his fingers made him wonder how it would feel to have you humming around his cock. The thought made him shudder, and he had to remind himself to practice restraint.

You pulled away from his finger and licked your lips, familiarizing yourself with the taste once more. Taeil looked at you expectantly, awaiting your response.

“Hm,” you began, looking at Taeil again, “I…”

Taeil anxiously awaiting your verdict on the taste. He certainly didn’t want to be the reason your hyperactive senses reacted negatively.

“I actually like it,” you finished, “Do… Do you like it, Taeil?”

He was relieved to hear your answer and nodded frantically in response to your question, “I like your flavor a lot, honey. It’s even sweeter than you are.”

You giggled when he poked your nose at that comment, and you turned your face away when you felt a blush rise to your cheeks.

“I look forward to having another chance to taste you, pretty girl,” Taeil whispered as he leaned closer to your ear. He kissed the side of your head, and you felt your whole body warm at his statement.

Not too long after you were adopted by the group, you were timid around nearly everyone (with the exception of Taeyong), and you had never had any sort of sexual experience in your life. Now, just a few weeks had passed and you had had dirtier interactions with some of the members than you ever could have imagined.

You had suspected after Johnny and Jaehyun had made you cum for the first time that you were addicted to the feeling of pleasure, but now you were certain of your assumption. And your thighs grew wet at the very idea of what kind of pleasure awaits when the other members got the piece of you they had all been drooling after.

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warnings: rafe being… rafe. drug mention & consumption, cursing, toxic relationship, sexual situations/implications, mental health issues. ANGST.

[AN: this is the first thing i’ve written, ever, so my apologies if it’s not flawless ; also, english is not my first language, that’s a warning on its own]

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Called you on the phone today

Just to ask you how you were

All I did was speak normally

Somehow I still struck a nerve

“Hey,” you said in a soft tone as soon as Rafe picked up the phone, you were laying down on your bed, staring at the ceiling.

“Hey princess,” his tone was calm, but his voice was rough and raspy all together.

“How you doing?” you asked him, even though you’d seen him last night, up close.

“I’m doing great,” he replied in a surprisingly cheerful tone, which is weird this early in the morning. Rafe is not a morning person. “You sound tired.”

“I am tired,” you confirmed with a sigh. “Guess I have you to thank for that.”

“My pleasure.” he replied cockily, and even though you couldn’t see him, you could practically hear his proud smirk.

“So, what’s the plan today?” you asked in a casual tone, fidgeting with the edge of Rafe’s shirt, the one you wore to sleep.

“Uh, what do you mean?” he asked in a distracted tone, he sniffed subtly and coughed.

You knew what that meant, but still, you hoped it wasn’t what you deep down knew it was.

“Yeah, I mean—“ you said and made a brief pause. “Wanna go to the club? Maybe we can take a ride on the boat, you know, with food, alcohol... just us.”

“Can’t, I’m busy.” he said after a few seconds, if you didn’t know him better and his occasional mood swings, you would’ve said his tone was harsh.

"Really?" you asked in a soft tone, trying to disguise your disappointment with interest. "But I thought we were going out together today."

"Y/N, just because I'm your boyfriend it doesn't mean I have to be with you all the fucking time."

Okay, now he was definitely angry, you thought you said the right thing, but it still made him angry.

"Rafe-"

"No, Y/N. I have a life of my own, you know? Things to do besides you."

“That’s okay Rafe, I get it,” You said calmly, nodding your head softly. “Have fun today.”

Now you clearly heard the sound of him sniffing something and the sigh that left his lips after, and Barry’s voice in the background. “Don’t play the victim card on me, that’s not gonna work. I deserve to have some time off.”

“I didn’t,” you said softly. “And it’s okay baby, you’re right, you deserve to have some fun.”

“See? No need to be so fucking dramatic,” he said, his voice and words slurring. You? Dramatic? It was all him. “But don’t worry princess, I’ll drop by tonight and fuck the attitude out of you, yeah? That way I’m not just doing things with you, I’m doing you.”

And with such a vulgar comment and a harsh tone, Rafe hung up on you, leaving you completely dumbfounded and filled with incredulity.

What you did know for a fact, is that he would keep up his word. And judging by his tone of voice and how annoyed he was, you could already imagine the ache between your legs.

You got me fucked up in the head, boy

Never doubted myself so much

Like, am I pretty? Am I fun, boy?

I hate that I give you power over that kind of stuff

You knew exactly what you were getting into when you started hooking up with Rafe, and what you were committing to when you agreed to be his girlfriend.

You know that man carries more problems than he shows, he prefers to make himself appear as the Kook prince who lives a life of partying and money; hiding all the things that were going on in his head.

However, there were times when his attitude made you doubt yourself.

You couldn't help but think, ‘What if one day I don't manage to calm him down?’ ‘What if one day he realizes that there is someone prettier, or hotter, or wealthier out there?’

And Rafe would get angry if you doubted yourself. He would complain to you about it, saying you had no reason to be insecure about your looks; if you are absolutely gorgeous, or to feel insecure about your personality; if you were the most genuine person he'd ever met, and you could make him laugh until he forgot all his problems.

But what really made him furious was when you had doubts about the relationship itself, about whether or not he was capable of leaving you for someone else. He took those doubts personally, as if he wasn't trying hard enough to show you how much you mean to him.

When in reality; you were doubting yourself.

'Cause it's always one step forward

You were preparing dinner for you and Rafe, your family was out for the weekend, and Rafe had decided to spend it with you.

Your hair was tied up in a bun, your attire consisted of nothing but your underwear and a shirt that used to be Rafe's, but you took it so long ago that it's yours now.

Music from your shared playlist played in the background, as you danced absentmindedly with a spatula in hand, extremely calm and enjoying time with your boyfriend.

Rafe could do nothing but stare at you with admiration, you are literally the only good thing in his life; his little piece of heaven. You are everything to him.

As soon as Dark Red by Steve Lacy started playing, you let out an excited gasp. That song in particular is Rafe’s and yours, like… if you two had to choose a song to describe your relationship, it would be that one. It represented how you two did not always have good times, but your love prevailed.

Seeing you this happy, comfortable and at ease with him made Rafe's soul happy. All his life, he had done nothing else besides make people angry, disappointed, terrified. But with you, everything was different.

You were so focused on swaying your hips to the music and singing, that you didn't notice when Rafe stood up and walked over to where you were.

It wasn't until he stood behind you, chest to back and with his hands on your hips, that you realized he was closer. His head was bowed, you could feel his breathing close to your ear, so he was able to murmur in your ear the lyrics of the song:

“Only you, my girl, only you, babe,” he sang in your ear, his voice a soft whisper as he wrapped his arms around your body and started to sway with you. “Only you, darling, only you, babe.”

The gesture quickened your heart to unsuspected levels, you felt your knees weaken as you pressed closer to his body, appreciating his closeness as he pressed a kiss against your temple.

“You know I love you so much, right?” he mumbled in your ear, as you closed your eyes and relished his presence.

“I love you too, baby.”  you mumbled back, leaning your head against his chest, caressing one of his arms around your waist with your fingertips, and bringing your hand to his ash blond hair, stroking it softly.

and three steps back

“Why is he mad at you, again?” Topper asked you with a raised eyebrow, after witnessing Rafe utterly avoiding even looking at you when he walked into the room and then left without a word.

“Because I told Barry to not open the door if Rafe dropped by,” You replied with a shrug, closing your eyes and leaning back against the chair. “And when Rafe tried to lash out on him, Barry said it all had been ‘Mrs.Country Club’s’ request.”

“And he’s mad at you because you don’t want him to get all fucked up?” Topper questioned next, trying to understand the situation. But he never knew what the fuck you two were up to.

“Yes, but it’s Rafe, are you surprised?” you said with a heavy sigh.

“No, not really,” Topper admitted. “Honestly, I don’t know why you keep up with him, Y/N.”

“I ask myself that all the time…” you said with a deep sigh. “But I love him, so I guess that’s the answer.”

“And? I mean, I don’t want to be ‘that guy’ Y/N, but he’s…” Topper trailed off, apparently looking for the right word.

“I know exactly how he is, Topper, I don’t need you to remind me. I already think about that way too much.”

You and Topper had easily assumed that Rafe was no longer around, since he seemed to be making his best efforts to avoid you.

But Rafe was there, and he heard everything. He’d heard Topper giving you bad advice (or what he considered bad advice) And he heard you, having doubts about why you loved him or stood by him at all,and it made him want to lash out again.

I'm the love of your life until I make you mad

It's always one step forward and three steps back

Do you love me, want me, hate me? Boy, I don't understand

No, I don't understand

[+18. Really]

“Leave me alone!” his voice boomed in the room, his brows furrowed and the veins in his neck were popping out.

“Rafe—“ you tried once again, approaching slowly in an attempt to place a hand on his shoulder, but he waved it away aggressively.

“Leave-me-alone,” he said, pausing in between each word to emphasize on how much he meant it. His eyes were bloodshot, his nose had specks of white dust, his lips were dry and his voice was coarse.

You weren’t entirely sure what you could say to get him to calm down. Or if there was anything at all you could do.

Normally, what upsets him the most is Ward. His own father. Rafe has spent his whole life trying to prove he's a good son, to make his father proud, and Ward never appreciates his efforts, only notices the bad, and ignores Rafe's clear calls for help, has since Rafe was 10 years old, so he certainly wasn't going to pay attention to him now that Rafe finally had a steady girlfriend, someone who had willingly decided to help.

95% of the time, you managed to talk to Rafe before he decided to resort to intoxication. Most of the time just seeing you helped him calm down, hearing your voice soothed him, and your lips, your skin, put him in a state of peace.

But the other 5% is when Rafe resorted to alcohol and, above all, drugs.

When Rafe is upset and decides to get high, he only manages to become unstable, erratic and yes, aggressive if not handled with care.

In those situations, the best thing you can do, putting yourself first, is to give him his space. Let him screw himself as much as he wants for that day, and help him deal with the consequences the next day, while you listen to him lament his attitude.

Rafe always said he would quit the vice; claiming you were all he needed to calm himself down, that you made him feel at peace. And above all, that you weren't slowly killing him; on the contrary, every minute he spent with you made him feel more alive.

However, for one reason or another, he always came back to it. Whether it was at a party, because Kelce suggested it, or, as is almost always the case, when he's upset with his father and needs quick relief.

And usually, this ‘quick relief’ ends up with Rafe fucked up, big time.

Once he was convinced that you wouldn't try to intervene again, Rafe went back to his business. He turned to the table, and since he already had the line ready, he simply leaned over and inhaled it, throwing his head back, running his hand through his hair and exhaling as he closed his eyes.

You exhaled heavily, shaking your head as you stared at your feet.  You knew he would struggle to quit, after all it is an addiction and he has to fight it, but sometimes you get the impression that Rafe doesn't want to quit, not really.

"Do you want to help me?" asked Rafe eventually, turning his head to look at you. You didn't know if it was a trick question or not, so you hesitated before answering. "Answer me."

"Yes, of course I want to, Rafe." you replied with your respective hesitations, wondering what he was up to.

"Come here then," he said, making a 'come hither’ sign with his fingers.

You took a hesitant step but stopped, your eyes narrowing as you analyzed Rafe, trying to determine his intentions.

He raised both eyebrows in your direction, in a silent question of whether or not you're going to go with him.

Eventually you walked over to where Rafe was, he smiled at you while biting his lip lightly. Without saying anything he approached you and kissed you; the drugs made his senses heighten, so the kiss was intense from the beginning.

So that's when it made sense to you what he wanted, he wanted you. Your most obvious thought is that he would use you to take out your frustration, put the drugs aside and, most likely, fuck you.

Your idea seemed to be the right one as soon as Rafe grabbed you by the waist, still with his lips on yours, left a little bite on your lip before pulling away; and without any problem, lifted you off the floor and placed you on the table.

It's something you wouldn't admit out loud,—mostly out of shame and guilt,—but this kind of sex with Rafe was the best, he's completely unrestrained, rough, full of stamina and teasing, and above all, possessive. And that, in combination with his attractiveness, always drove you crazy.

And honestly; if what he wanted was to fuck you to take out his frustration, you'd let him.

His kisses were hungry and his hands desperate, running all over your body without distinction, as if he didn't know where to start.

He parted his lips from yours, and left a kiss at the corner of them, on your jaw; and began to make a little trail of slow kisses down your neck. The feeling of his lips on your neck made you bite your lip as you wrapped your legs around his waist to feel him closer.

You slid your hand under his shirt, caressing his defined abs and the sides of his body gently with the tips of your fingers, as he left little bites on your neck. Your hands slowly moved up, intending to remove his shirt, but Rafe was quicker and brought his hands to the edge of your shirt, causing you to stop your movements to raise your arms, so he could remove your shirt with ease. And so he did.

He parted his lips from your neck and stared at you, the hunger in his eyes made you feel a fire in the pit of your stomach that only he could put out.

Desperately, your lips connected again as he settled between your legs. One of his hands traveled to your neck, and he wrapped his fingers around it, pressing lightly to the sides. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head; though he couldn't see it.

With just enough strength, Rafe used the grip he had on your neck to push you down onto the table, so that you were lying on top of it.

As soon as he leaned over the table, you could feel his breath over abdomen, so you bit your lip in anticipation for what was to come.

He began to leave slow, wet kisses on your abdomen, making a slow trail to the edge of your shorts. Your automatic reaction was to close your eyes and put a hand in his hair, stroking it gently.

What you didn’t know is that the fact that you closed your eyes had given Rafe an opportunity he couldn't miss. Without you noticing, he slid a hand to the side of the table, where the small bag of white powder was.

To conceal his actions, he unbuttoned your shorts, and returned his lips to the beginning of your abdomen for more time.

The little bite he left to distract your attention caused a gasp to escape your lips; and that sound almost caused him to change plans completely.

He did want to fuck you, don’t get him wrong. He even had a mental debate about whether to continue what he was doing or simply sink his head between your thighs and provoke more sounds like that.

But he wanted to try something first. He had always wanted to try it, but had never asked you, because he knew that you would most likely say no.

With ease, he slid your shorts down your legs; so that they stayed at your ankles or fell to the floor; he didn't care. One of his hands slid into your underwear with ease, his fingers going straight to where he knew you needed him the most.

Trusting that you would not open your eyes, carefully, he put the white substance on your body, so delicately you didn’t notice. He began to prepare to inhale, while biting his lip in reaction to the sinful sounds that left your lips.

And obviously, without warning, Rafe inhaled a line from your thigh.

And all your sounds stopped, your eyes opened and your expression was filled with surprise, the bad kind.

You couldn't believe what Rafe had just done, you felt like an idiot for falling into the trap.

You also had to bite your lip to keep from letting out a moan in reaction to what his fingers were doing in between your legs, but your pride forbade it.

But more than anything else, you were outraged.

“Rafe, you did not just—“

“It felt nice, yeah?” Rafe’s voice was hoarse, you could feel his breath over your skin, as he left little kisses around. “After all, I did feel you clench around my fingers.”

His dirty words, hoarse voice, and close proximity to your body, not to mention his fingers deep inside you, caused you to let out a soft moan, causing Rafe to smirk in what he thought was victory.

But you wouldn't let him win this little game.

Although you really didn't want to, you grabbed his hand by the wrist and pulled him away, your legs trembling slightly at the sudden lack of anything between them.

Rafe's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as soon as you pushed him away from you and got off the table, lifting your shorts off the floor and putting them back on without a word.

"What are you doing?"

You didn't answer, as you searched for  your shirt, feeling his heavy gaze on your body.

"Y/N, where do you think you're going?"

“I’m leaving you alone as you asked me to, remember?” you said in irony. “Before you sniffed a line off me after I begged you to quit that shit?”

“Oh, so now you’re playing the victim?” his voice rose. “Don't- Don’t act as if you wouldn’t have let me fuck you less than a minute ago!”

"Yes I would have let you, to distract you from that shit!" you admitted to him, failing to control your anger. "I said I wanted to help you, to distract you, to give you something different to do. Not that I'd give you another place to snort lines from!"

Rafe knew you were right, of course he did.

You had spent months after months trying to get him to quit, you had offered him countless hours of your days to give him something new to do, distractions, attention and love. And this is how he had decided to pay you back?

But Rafe was angry too, very. You had interrupted him, you were yelling at him; and you had left him so hard, that it would start to hurt unless he did something about it.

“Fine, then get the fuck out of here.” Rafe spat, his anger clearly getting the best of him.

Your eyes widened at that, you hadn't expected him to react like that.

Your best case scenario would be that your attitude would piss him off, yes, but that he would retaliate by getting you back to the table and showing you everything you were missing.

Instead, he simply took your word for it and told you to get out of the room.

“What?”

“You heard me, get out.”

“Rafe—“

“You uh, you have three options, yeah? You let me fuck you over that table and do whatever I want, you get out of here, or I’ll get you out of here.”

The first offer was tempting, it really was, but you wouldn’t allow him to talk to you like that. Before anything, came respect and dignity, and no matter how much you wanted him to fuck you silly, you were too angry and disappointed at him to let it slip.

Blinking repeatedly to chase away the tears from your eyes, you grabbed your phone from the other end of the table, your jacket from Rafe's bed, and walked out of there without another word as you heard him calling your name.

And maybe in some masochistic way

I kinda find it all exciting

Like, which lover will I get today?

Will you walk me to the door or send me home cryin'?

Your relationship with Rafe was unique.

Not because of the circumstances in which it was created. A one-night-stand that turned into something casual, that was formalized after a dinner.

If not for Rafe.

You loved him, no doubt about it. You would give anything to see him happy and at peace, at peace with himself and succeeding in his life.

Rafe would do anything for you, really, anything. No matter how risky, demanding or dangerous, he would do anything for you.

He would die and kill for you.

But that surely didn’t mean it was an easy relationship, hell no. In fact, the willingness both of you had to do anything for each other sometimes made things too complicated; for at times it seemed that not a single rational thought crossed your minds.

And yes, Rafe’s addiction was a big issue. Whenever he was too high, or going through withdrawals, he wasn’t the Rafe you knew or had grown to love, it was another side of him you wanted to help get rid off. And the process wasn’t easy.

While trying to get clean; there was no way to know how he’d behave. He could either get clingy and want you around at all times to calm himself down, or he’d be in a very bad mood all the time, constantly snapping at you and raising his voice.

So there were days where he’d walk you to the door of your house and leave you there with a tender kiss and a smile.

Or days when you’d get out of his truck without a word, with tears streaming down your cheeks while he kept yelling for probably the stupidest thing.

No, it's back and forth, did I say something wrong?

It's back and forth, goin' over everything I said

It's back and forth, did I do something wrong?

'It's back and forth, maybe this is all your fault

Rafe knew he wasn’t okay. After all, he had begged his father for help, begged for anything that would get those thoughts to stop, but his father hadn’t listened, had only told him to ‘man up.’

You knew he wasn’t okay. Which is why you wanted to help him, to offer the support no one else had bothered to give him before he met you.

Whether he wanted it or not, those thoughts were still there. Being with you made them easier to ignore, but it’s not like they vanished entirely. He still had some ideas that made his own skin crawl.

And sometimes, you’d say or do the wrong thing and trigger those thoughts. And things got bad again for him.

Rafe knew you wanted nothing but to help him get better and be the best version of himself, and he really wanted to give you that. To change and make an effort. Not only for himself but for you. He wanted to be a man worthy of your love.

But it was hard to be anywhere near decent when you two went out and a guy stared at you for longer than Rafe’s limits allowed, or when guys tried to hit on you, when his friends got a little bit too close for his comfort.

Whenever he got jealous, he turned into a walking, talking ticking bomb. Anything could, and would set him off.

It wasn’t your fault, not really, but most of the time you felt it was. You knew Rafe dealt with a lot of insecurities already, of not being a nice person, not being good enough and so many other things. And you hated being one of the factors that caused his insecurities to arise.

And I'd leave you, but the roller coaster is all I've ever had

It was a complicated relationship, and it would probably never stop being complicated because both of you are complex people, plus there are other factors that affect the relationship.

But that didn't mean either of you would stop fighting to keep it alive. Neither would let the other go.

Rafe utterly refused to ever let you go. He loved you as he had never loved anyone, as he never thought himself capable of loving with that twisted heart of his.

You are, without exception, the best thing in his life, the best thing that ever happened to him. And you being in his heart was slowly turning him into who he had wanted to be during all those years of loneliness.

And you would never let him go, because you loved him with all your heart, soul and nerve of your body. And because you know that no one will ever love you like him. With so much passion, intensity, honesty and purity.

Because every feeling Rafe expressed with you was true; he was himself with you. And you didn't want to let him go.

Even if the two of you went one step forward, and three steps back, that single step would be longer than any step life makes you take backwards.

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[whiteqnn]

Pairing: Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader

Summary: Sean invites one of his good friends - Y/N - to play with him and the group. She has a lot of fun with them, but at the same time is too oblivious, too nice, and too pure to notice that one particular Among Us player has taken a liking to her the moment he heard her voice...

Notes: Hello everyone! This is the very first time I’m publishing something bigger in here, I’m honestly still figuring out how Tumblr works, even though I’ve had this account for quite some time now 😅. That being said, please don’t expect anything super impressive. I tried my best though just so you know. 🥺

A/N- It didn’t turn out as I expected, but I really hope at least some of you find it enjoyable :(

Y/C/N - your channel name

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PURE [1]

“Did you guys find anybody?” Felix asked, as the number of players still showed just 7 of them. They could just start now, but the game would be way more fun with a full lobby. 

“Yeah, Lily’s joining. I just texted her the code, so she should be here at any moment.” Sykkuno replied after receiving a text message from the said girl. “Oh, and Corpse also said he’d be joining soon.” 

“Great. Anyone else?”

 “I think Jack was also bringing someone, right?” Dave asked.

“Huh? Oh yeah, I have one coming, she’ll join us in a few” the asked man replied at the same moment Lily’s character appeared in the lobby. 

“Who you’re bringing Jack?” 

“Y/N” he said, causing Felix to gasp in shock and yell into his mic:

“How the fuck did you manage to convince her? I’ve been bugging her about this game for the past week and she always had some excuse!” 

“What can I say, my charm is irresistible” Jack replied nonchalantly, causing everyone in the lobby to laugh at his fake deep voice.

The number of participants changed to 9, as a little black astronaut with horns on his helmet appeared in the lobby. 

“Corpse, you’re here!” Rae’s character ran up to the man, circling him excitedly. 

“Hey man!”

“What’s up, Corpse?”

“Hello everyone” his deep voice sounded out “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

“All good man, we’re still waiting for one person.” Felix reassured him “Sean, why is she not here yet? Are you sure you’ve sent her the right code?”

“Of course I am!” he all but shouted at Felix “And about that, she just texted me to give her a few more minutes and that we should start without her.”

“We can just wait, right?” Lily offered, earning a few hums of approval from the others.

“I think it might take a little longer than a few minutes, she has some problems with her microphone.”

“Who are you guys talking about?” Corpse asked, completely unaware of who Jack was referring to.

“Wait, Jack, you mean Y/N from Y/C/N?” Sykkuno asked suddenly, only then realizing why this name sounded familiar

“Yeah, the one and only” Jack replied, a smile evident in his voice.

“Oh my god, I love her videos!” Rae exclaimed at that “She’s so funny and sweet!”

“Yeah! Her new video is so freaking cute, I wish she’d upload more often.” Poki agreed. 

“Right?” Jack said, clearly very proud of his friend. “But don’t let that sweet demeanor fool you guys cause she’s one of the best players I’ve encountered in this game.”

“That’s true, she’s a secret big brain genius” Toast confirmed, making Pewdiepie gasp once again. 

“wHAT??YOU TWO PLAYED WITH HER?!” Felix’s offended voice boomed through everyone’s headphones “HOW DARE YOU. HOW COULD YOU NOT INVITE ME?!” 

“That’s for not inviting me to your latest Cringe episode!” Jack was quick to respond, making others in the lobby laugh at their mini fight. 

“Oh, so that’s where I recognized her from!” Sykkuno nearly shouted when he finally put two and two together. “I can’t wait to meet her, she seems like a really nice person.”

“She is! When she got impostor for the first time she refused to kill me” Toast explained, earning himself a couple of Aww’s from his friends. “So we just ran around the emergency button until I called the meeting and voted her off.”

“Yeah, only to be her first victim in the next game.” Jack all but giggled, clearly very amused at the memory of Y/N going into a full berserk mode. No one except for him and Toast knew how good she really was at this game... 

“She’s basically the wolf in sheep’s skin” Felix concluded with a chuckle “Very soft wolf, however.”

“She’s like the complete opposite of Corpse, both in voice and personality” Jack suddenly said, making Felix laugh wholeheartedly at something only two of them understood at the moment. 

“I don’t know how should I take that” Corpse admitted with a chuckle. He remained silent for most of the conversation since he didn’t really know who the guys were talking about. But he would lie if he said he wasn’t intrigued by this girl at least in the slightest. Although he heard about her channel, he hasn’t seen any of her videos, so he didn’t really know what to expect. But hearing what gamers like Sean and Felix said about her, he knew he’s not gonna be disappointed once the girl joins them in the game. 

“Imagine Corpse and Y/N talking.” Felix said suddenly with a seemingly very amused voice.

“Imagine Corpse and Y/N both being Impostors” Toast said, which resulted in many of them shouting over each other at how crazy that would be. 

“Alright, now that you mention this I start fearing the moment two of them meet” Jack confessed with loud laughter following the sentence. Corpse chuckled deeply under his breath, at the same time glancing at the questions his audience was asking him in his stream. He could hardly read any, as there were quite a lot of people asking, so all he saw was just a bunch of comments moving at the speed of light in his chat. He wouldn't say it out loud, but he was slightly nervous, seeing the growing number of people watching his stream. It was still a rather new thing to him, and he feared he'd say something inappropriate, or just make a complete idiot out of himself. 

"At least no one can see me..." he mumbled under his breath after muting his microphone. 

"Oh! Y/N just texted me! She's joining the call right now!" 

"Fuck yeah!" Felix shouted excitedly "Just so you know Jack, I won't forget that you two played without me."

"Uh-oh. Is that a threat? Are you threatening me now?" 

"It's a warning" Felix replied, receiving a series of gasps from other players. "If I get impostor, you're the first one on my list."

"Okay, everyone heard that! You know who to vote off when I'm dead!" 

"It's so cool to play with someone new, I wonder if she's as good as you guys depict her" Sykkuno spoke up, but before anyone could answer his question, a new character popped up in the lobby.

*** 

"Hi everyone! I’m sorry I left you just like that, but this stream would be completely useless without me being able to answer your questions. Fortunately it wasn’t anything serious, I just had to readjust my mic and go through the settings to find what was wrong. Took some time, but here I am now!” Y/N chirped into her microphone, smiling apologetically at her webcam. At the moments like this, she really appreciated how supportive her audience was. No one was hating on her when she had to get off the stream for a couple of minutes, and everyone was just so understanding that it made her heart melt. Perhaps her audience wasn’t very big, but it felt almost like a second family to her. 

“Anyway, as you already know from my twitter, today I’ll be playing Among Us with my friends and their friends! I can’t wait if I’m being honest, last time I played this game was so much fun, and there was only a few of us.” she admitted with a genuine smile on her face. “Let’s just text Sean now so we can get into the lobby...”

Y/N: Ready to play with you guys ^^

Jackaboy: Great! You got that mic fixed already? 

Y/N: Yes, everything is fine. I’m sorry you had to wait so long.

Jackaboy: It’s all good kiddo, no worries. I’ll call you and send you the code in a sec. 

Y/N: Perfect, thank you Sean :)

Jackaboy: Btw, everyone can’t wait to meet you ;-)Y/N stared at the screen for a moment, only now, seconds before joining the group, realizing how nervous she felt. From Sean’s tweets she saw earlier, she figured that the lobby was right now full of many famous streamers, those she wouldn’t even compare herself to. It’s not that she thought of herself very low, but... being among such youtube celebrities like them made her panic a little bit. She didn’t want to look like a complete fool amongst them. 

Playing or recording with Sean and Felix was something else because she knew those guys for years (and yet still sometimes found herself thinking how lucky she got to be able to call them her friends). She felt good in their company, not worrying about choosing the right words. But amongst the rest of the players, she knew only Toast and talked with Rae maybe once in her life... 

What if the rest won’t like her? 

Y/N cleared her throat, realizing that she was still staring at her phone like hypnotized and her audience was already asking her what’s going on. She quickly typed in the code Sean had texted her and readjusted her headphones, before joining the discord chat.

“THERE SHE IS” screamed Sean, making her grin from ear to ear, hearing how excited he was “Little wonderchild!”

“I think you meant little TRAITOR” Felix corrected him with a scoff. A silence settled in the lobby as everyone was waiting for Y/N to speak up.

“Um... hello everyone..” she said softly, almost inaudibly, a sudden wave of shyness taking over her. “I’m Y/N” 

“Oh, you were right about that Corpse thing!” replied another, also very soft and very sweet voice, and Y/N saw the image of someone named Lily pop up. “It’s like the exact opposite!” 

“See? Told ya. Everyone, meet Y/N/N, the little angel from Y/C/N.” 

“Hey Y/N!”

“Hi there!”

“Hey, what’s up?”

“H-Hi, so great to meet you, Y/N!” a very friendly sounding voice said, and a little lime astronaut with the name Sykkuno above it started running around her. “Can’t wait to play with you!”

“That’s so nice, thank you” she replied with a wide smile on her face, moving around his character as well. “I can’t wait to play with you too, actually with all you guys. It’s so great to be here with you.”

“Jack I swear she’s the cutest little thing I’ve ever heard. Where the hell did you find her?!” Poki all but yelled at the man, making Y/N giggle to herself and in-process loosen up a little bit. They all seemed like someone she’d happily be friends with. 

“Or rather, where do you get one?” someone else commented, making them all burst into laughter, Y/N included. 

“Guys, what did I say about that sweet demeanor...” Jack said after calming down from his fit “Don’t put your guard down just because she sounds like that!”

“Wait- what did you tell them about me?” Y/N asked confused, the tone of her voice making him laugh even more “Jack!”

“Don’t worry, only the good stuff” a very deep, low voice spoke up, leaving her taken aback for a moment. Her eyes widened slightly and she glanced at the name of that person, reading out CORPSE. Now that’s something she didn’t expect... 

“Corpse, mind your manners! You didn’t even introduce yourself!” 

“Oh, shit- yeah, sorry. Um, I’m Corpse, it’s very nice to meet you Y/N” he replied right after, making her lip corners curl up into a smile. 

“Nice to meet you too Corpse, you have a really pleasant voice.” she spoke sweetly, completely unaware of the chaos that was taking place in her stream chat. She didn’t even think of it the way her audience did, she just simply spoke up her mind, and being an incredibly nice person - turned it into a compliment.

“Oh- wow. I mean, thank you so much. I love your voice too, it’s really sweet” he replied, nervously chuckling at the end, before muting his mic. It was, however, enough for Felix and Sean to start teasing him, as the two immediately screamed:

“SIIIMP!!!”

“It’s the voice Felix, I told you he’d fall into her trap!” 

“Wait- he was just being nice, guys! Stop making fun of him” Y/N immediately defended the man, trying to speak up over the hysterical laughter of the other players. 

“Oh my god, but what if they both get impostors and they both pull the voice cards on us?!” Rae managed to yell through all the noise, making Y/N even more confused.

“Wait, what? What do you mean? I don’t understand.” 

“Don’t worry Y/N, that’s how I feel all the time around them.” Sykkuno seemed to be the only one who heard her question, as the rest continued their gabbing without giving her as much as a glance. 

“Alright, let’s start the game maybe. I might have a few old scores to settle” Toast cleared his throat theatrically, his astronaut coming face to face with Y/N’s. 

“Oh, you mean me? I thought I already apologized!” she replied frantically. “You gave me no choice Toast, I didn’t even want to kill you in the first place...”

“BUT YOU DID. IN THE VERY FIRST ROUND” 

“I’m sorry!” 

“Alright, enough! Toast, just don’t kill her right away, okay? Let her run around the map, fearing for her life for a moment.” Y/N gasped upon hearing Jack’s words, clearly sensing the smirk behind his voice. 

“Wha- Jack?! Since when are you against me?!” 

“Don’t worry Y/N, I won’t let them hurt you. You haven’t played with us yet, I’ll protect you.” 

“Oh, thank you so much Sykkuno! I’ll protect you too!” 

“Great. Another one simping...” was Felix’s last words, before the game began. 

Y/N sighed in relief upon seeing the word crewmate forming on her screen, but at the same time feared Toast’s inevitable revenge. She thought they'd already buried the hatchet, but it seemed that he was desperate to make her pay for the last time they played together. 

“Aw, Sykkuno was serious” she mumbled with a smile, when his lime astronaut started circling her white one, so she would follow him. “Okay, let’s do some tasks.”

They both made their way towards the medbay, Sykkuno patiently waiting nearby as she did the scan, then Y/N waiting for him to do the same. The moment his little character stepped towards her, a meeting was called by none other than Felix.

“What happened?” Rae asked.

“I called the meeting because I’m afraid of Jack” he responded, causing everyone to laugh. “Seriously though! Dude’s been following me around the whole time.”

“I was just making sure nobody kills you.”

“Yeah don’t go all Sykkuno on me!” Felix screamed, making the call erupt into even more laughter. 

“Alright, are we skipping?” 

“Yeah.”

“Guys, my life is in danger!” Felix wouldn’t give up. “Come on, show some support! Y/N? You played with him, you know his techniques!” 

“Sorry Felix” Y/N giggled, clicking the skip button. 

When the next round began, Sykkuno was quick to join Y/N on her way towards admin, where they both found Poki doing the upload. They did the card swipe and left her there, when the lights suddenly went off.

“Uh-oh. Let’s head the opposite direction, Sykkuno” the girl murmured, dancing around his character and heading towards Comms instead of going to Electrical. It was the easiest way to die, after all. 

Once they entered the room and waited for someone to fix the lights, Y/N could see another figure appear in the same location. She couldn’t recognize whose character it was, but upon seeing the horns on the helmet she smiled to herself.

“Hey there, Corpse” she said, walking up to the black astronaut, who was standing still in the same place as if he was just watching her and Sykkuno run around Comms instead of doing their tasks. 

They stood like that for a couple of seconds until Corpse turned around and ran away, and that’s when the first body was reported. 

“Oh no, Jack!” 

“Poor guy. He’s gonna haunt us now.”

“Where’s the body?” 

“Navigation” replied Rae, who was the one to find Sean’s green astronauts’ body “Didn’t see anyone around, but I’m pretty sure someone just vented right in front of my eyes...”

“Any suspicions?” Toast asked.

“Um, not really sure, it was the exact same moment the lights went off. I was doing tasks with Jack and then he just died. I only saw the vent close, nothing or no one else.”

“Okay, where are you guys right now?” 

“I’m in admin with Dave, we only passed Poki when we got there.” Lily’s voice sounded out, quickly being joined by Poki’s explanation.

“Yeah, I was finishing the upload when you guys came in, Y/N and Sykkuno saw it”

“Did you see her?” Toast asked, addressing his question towards the white and lime astronauts. 

“Yes, we were doing the card swipe before going to Comms. Corpse joined us for a moment and then left.”

“Yeah, I was on my way to fix the lights when I stumbled upon them in Comms, the body was reported the exact moment I left.”

“Can someone confirm this? I mean, did someone see you besides the two of them?” Toast continued his questioning. 

“I think I only saw Felix in Medbay.”

“Hmm, so no one really knows where you were this whole time. You could easily lure Jack into Navigation and kill him there. Is that what you did, Corpse?”

“Woah, that’s some serious accusation” Corpse replied in his usual, low and calm voice. “Where were you Toast? You seem the only one who still doesn’t have an alibi”

“Neither does Felix.” Y/N spoke innocently, and the mentioned man quickly started his explanation.

“Okay, I was with Jack at the beginning but he clearly can’t confirm this since someone snapped his fucking neck. We’ve split up in O2 after doing our tasks and then he must’ve gone with Rae. I just wandered around the map, escaping from the death.”

“Hmm, so not only were you one of the last people to see him alive, but you also admit to not doing your tasks” Y/N said, trying her best to keep her voice steady and stop herself from laughing. She was sure Sykkuno was doing the same thing, they both refused to do any tasks after the lights went off, after all.

“Yeah, but does that already makes me an Imposter? I’m just scared for my life, that’s all.”

“Y/N has some good logic, but I’m not really sure it’s Pewds. I mean, I saw him in Medbay and he really seemed to be just jogging around.” Corpse said, his voice almost immediately doing its magic, as people more or less willingly agreed to skip this round as well. 

“I think it’s Felix. I mean, I haven’t played with him yet, but I have this feeling that he’s just acting.” Y/N said to her chat after muting herself. She went towards Weapons to do another task, seeing Sykkuno’s little character follow her once again, but the doors were suddenly locked and his lime astronaut remained in Cafeteria. “Oh no, Sykkuno” she sighed with a pout on her face, deciding against waiting for him and risking getting her neck snapped. She finished her task in Weapons and moved towards another location, when suddenly Corpse appeared in front of her, coming right out of nowhere. 

“Oh- Corpse, you scared me to death” Y/N breathed a laugh, watching as his character stood still for a couple of seconds, before circling around her white astronaut. Y/N nodded her head with a smile, even though he couldn’t see her, and followed him in Shields, where they found Poki’s dead body. 

“The body is in Shields” Y/N replied right after reporting the body, only to gasp in shock when she realized more than one person was killed. Red crosses decorated not only Poki’s name but were also visible next to Dave and Lily. 

“What the hell?!” Felix all but yelled into his mic, obviously shocked just like everyone else who was still alive. 

“Now that’s... a lot of bodies” Sykkuno mumbled under his breath. 

“Alright, who’s in Shields? Y/N, you said you found the body there, which one?”

“Poki’s, Corpse was there with me” her reply was followed by his short and low hum. 

“Sykkuno, where are you? I didn’t see you anywhere since the last round.” Felix asked, clearly accusing the lime astronaut of being a murderer. 

“I was... doing the wires in electrical, Toast was there for a moment as well.”

“Yeah but I was only searching for the body, so I saw you maybe for a second” Toast replied, building even more suspicions around Sykkuno.

“But- guys, you know I wouldn’t kill two people in one round, let alone four of them.”

“No one says you did that, I only mentioned that you were nowhere to be seen. You could’ve been sabotaging the map for the other Impostor” Felix said nonchalantly.

“Guys, I-”

“It’s him! It must be him!” Rae shouted through her mic. 

“Sykkuno is 100% innocent, I can vouch for him” Y/N’s voice sounded out in everyone’s headphones “We were together since the start of the game and he didn’t kill me, even though he had quite a number of chances to do so.”

“Weren’t you with Corpse this time?” Felix asked suspiciously.

“I was! But at the beginning, I was with Sykkuno, until someone locked him in Cafeteria. That’s when we split up.”

“And you haven’t seen him ever since?”

“Well, no, but-”

“Then I can assure you it was only a matter of time before he’d stab you in the back” Toast concluded, making Sykkuno gasp in confusion.

“Wha- No, I would never do that! Y/N is our guest, I was just making sure she was okay!”

“Sykkuno, simping won’t save your life right now” 

“Wha- I- Guys!” he tried to stutter out some logical explanation “Y/N, don’t believe them!”

“I don’t, I know you’re innocent! C’mon guys, he wouldn’t do it!” 

“Yeah yeah, let’s kick him out. Corpse, who are you voting?” Toast asked, and Y/N could see the I voted sign next to his character. 

“I kinda feel like Felix tries to shift the blame onto Sykkuno. He didn’t even tell his location, and was already throwing accusations on someone else.” Corpse replied after a moment, making the smile widen on Y/N’s face. Someone was finally on her side! 

“That’s because he can’t even explain himself!” Felix exclaimed, voting as well. 

“Besides, I’m pretty sure if it wasn’t for whoever locked that door, Y/N would be dead as well!” 

“No, I told you I-!”

“Guys, we have ten seconds to vote. Rae?” 

“I think it’s him as well. He was acting suspiciously since we started this round. I vote Sykkuno”

“But..!” 

“No, Sykkuno...” Y/N whispered with a pout on her lips, when she saw the number of people who voted for her lime friend. 

Sykkuno was ejected. 

“Alright, I’m pretty sure it’s Felix. I saw Rae multiple times and she didn’t kill me, Toast also doesn’t act very Impostor like, but maybe that’s just one of his strategies... Corpse is with me again, I don’t think that’s him, I mean, he followed me around last round, but still didn’t do anything, and even vouched for me and Sykkuno when we were both clearly chilling in comms. It can’t be him... right?” 

 Dead body reported.

 “I just saw Corpse kill Toast, then vent!” Rae’s voice blared through Y/N’s headphones, as she looked in shock at the red cross next to Toast’s name. If not him, then..?

“What?” the accused man asked calmly “That’s a self-report, she’s trying to frame me. You guys can’t possibly believe her.”

“I believe her. I saw you enter the Electrical with Toast, then he’s suddenly dead” Felix said. 

“That’s because she vented in there and killed him.”

“No! I swear, Y/N/N you have to believe me!” she directed her words towards the girl who remained silent during their discussion, processing her accusations over and over in her head. “I was fixing the wires, Toast was doing another task, and then boom! I see Corpse snapping his neck!”

“How could you see that if the lights were off?” Y/N suddenly asked, making Rae cut her own sentence off “No one went to fix them, they were off the entire round.”

Silence. 

“It’s Rae, it must be her” Corpse couldn’t help but laugh wholeheartedly at how small was the mistake which completely blew Rae’s cover. “We’re voting Rae, right Y/N?”

“No! Guys, I mean, let me explain, I-!”

Rae was ejected. 

“Now that was something I didn’t expect. I would’ve never thought it was her, I even suspected that Sykkuno might really have been the other Impostor, but now... It’s just me, Corpse, and Felix. I’m clear, clearly, so it must be one of them. And since Corpse protected me for the past few rounds, there’s no other option than...”

Her eyes suddenly widened when the realization hit her, and she quickly turned around to speed towards the emergency button. Fortunately, no one was around to stop her from calling the meeting.

“Felix.” Y/N started, trying to contain her excitement and sound seriously “Where were you when Sean was killed?”

Neither Corpse of Felix said a word, as it was probably the last question they expected her to ask. Felix cleared his throat, however, and finally replied:

“Y/N, that was literally the beginning of a game. How am I supposed to remember what I did then?”

“Well” she said nonchalantly “I, for example, clearly remember the things you said even when we were in the lobby.”

“What are you implying?” 

“Wasn’t it you, who told everyone that Sean was your number one if you get Impostor?” she asked with a wicked smile on her face. Felix was dumbfounded, he obviously didn’t expect her to pull that card on him, hell, he didn’t even know how she knew about it since she wasn’t even in the call at the time. 

“FELIX” Corpse suddenly broke the silence, simultaneously breaking the said man from his train of thoughts. 

“Okay, first of all- YOU WEREN’T EVEN IN THE CALL WHEN I SAID THAT” he yelled through his mic, making both Y/N and Corpse laugh, as it only confirmed their suspicions. 

“See? You only proved my point.” 

“Oh, fuck’s sake- I was just joking okay?!” he tried to defend himself, but hearing how he couldn’t even contain his own laughter anymore, it was clear he already accepted the defeat. “It wasn’t serious, god damn it!” 

“You know what to do, Y/N” Corpse’s voice asked through her headphones, and surely, she knew exactly what to do.

“C’mon Y/N, that’s not fair! At least let me explain myself!” 

“Bye Felix” she said in an overly dramatic tone before Corpse voted as well. 

Soon enough, the sign VICTORY could be seen on her screen, which made her squeak and joy. This game was really fun, even though she was so scared of being killed first. 

“I knew it! I knew you would figure out it’s him! That son of a bitch who murdered me!” Jack basically yelled out, clearly very happy about the result. 

“Y/N, seriously now, how did you know I’ve said that?” Felix asked without even hiding his surprised tone.

“Let’s just say I might’ve stolen some of your viewers, Felix” she admitted, winking at her webcam, a new wave of comments landing on her chat. “Thanks guys!” 

“Okay, that is rude and not fair!” 

“It helped me win, so I’ve got nothing else to say” Y/N grinned from ear to ear, before muting herself for a moment to finally answer some of the questions from her chat, while the rest took a quick break to eat something or go to the bathroom.

She was halfway through telling the story of how she met Sean when she noticed she got a message from a private discord chat. 

CORPSE: That was really impressive :)

Y/N smiled to herself upon seeing his text and quickly typed out the answer. 

Y/N: Thanks!! I wouldn’t have done that without you though, you stood up for me and Sykkuno and all

Y/N: Also, thanks for protecting me from being murdered ^^

CORPSE: No problem, I knew you were innocent right away. 

CORPSE: Anyway, good game, Sean was right saying that you’re one of the best players

She couldn’t help the blush that arose on her cheeks, it was very sweet of him to say that, even though she didn’t actually do much except for exposing Felix. 

Y/N: I wasn’t an Impostor though, so you didn’t really see much :)

She watched the three dots beside his name, that signaled he was still texting. The chat was completely forgotten, but people seemed to quickly notice that small, shy smile on her lips, and the pink tint decoring her cheeks.

CORPSE: Okay, now I’m intrigued... 

Y/N: Maybe we’ll both be Impostors one day ^^

CORPSE: Can’t wait for that to happen.

Soon enough, they returned to the lobby to begin another game. Y/N glanced at her chat for a second, and the moment she returned her eyes to the game, her jaw basically dropped. 

IMPOSTOR was written in bold letters in the middle of the red screen, right above her name.

Corpse’s little character was standing beside her. 

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𝙰𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 ~ 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘 𝚃𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚞 ♥︎

a business man kuroo x femboy!male reader concept!

TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS <3

ok females calm down i know everyone’s horny for kuroo, which is why i’ll be posting a female version of this too! i’m just a male who is indeed horny for kuroo soooo….i see u men

CW: heavy degradation..like HEAVY, oral, anal, pet play, bdsm, a little bit of somno (literally just touches your ass while ur sleeping that’s it), face fucking, dycraphilia, lotsa swearing hehe, hate fucking essentially.

was it his fault? not entirely. kuroo had been at the end of his rope before he even walked in the front door. having to deal with corporate executives who thought they were actually useful all day was a chore in itself.

kuroo loved his job, loved his company, loved the money even, but most importantly he loved you. he loved everything about you. he loved how you’d come running down the large staircase when he came home, ready to receive a plethora of hugs and kisses from you. you were the only part of today he was looking forward to.

so when he came home to an empty house, not one with the sounds of your music or your feet rushing down the hall to greet him. he was honestly disappointed. “baby?” he called out loud enough, looking around the main floor a bit before going upstairs. now the sight before him made his heart squeeze, you curled up in the blankets of the bed with your head buried into his pillow? he wanted to cry.

that’s when he noticed it, your clothes. kuroo is as bisexual as it gets, he’s quite literally the poster child. however, in your mlm relationship it was very apparent the type of boys he was into, femboys. with a slight gulp he pulled the blanket back just a bit, careful not to wake you. the large pink night shirt that cling to your body with the literal pair of panties nearly made him pass out.

“even when you’re sleeping you aim to please me..” he mumbled running his fingers down your back before cupping your ass cheek with one hand. no movement from you yet. you two had talks about kinks before, it wasn’t uncharted territory and sure enough he remembered what he was doing right now was okay, you’d given him consent multiple times to do it but even then he still wanted fresh consent. maybe you fell asleep because you weren’t feeling good or were having a bad day and needed to sleep it off.

he lightly shook you, “hun..” he whispered leaning down to kiss your cheek softly. smiling when you whined softly. “you okay babe..? anything wrong?” he asked softly. you opened one eye, making him smile wide. “mhm…’m okay” you mumbled sitting up slightly, your shirt falling off your shoulder slightly. “that’s good..now…i have a favour to ask, kitten”

after the petname you knew what that favour was going to be. “anything for you.” you smiled softly, shifting your position so you were sitting on your knees in front of him. you knew what came next and so did he.

“sucha good boy” he praised softly, hands finding the collar around your throat. “you didn’t take it off since last night? that’s cute..maybe i’ll get you something similar that you can wear in public?” he hummed.

you knew better than to speak unless he was genuinely asking you a question but you still gave him a gently nod to show your interest.

“what a good pet…to be completely honest with you, i’ve had a terrible fucking day. you know how i get when i’m not having a good day don’t you angel?” he asked, a hint of cockiness to his tone.

“i’ll be back. by the time i am you know what i expect to see.” with that he kissed your forehead and left the room. you didn’t want to test him today, sometimes you’d be a brat but today was not that day.

you quickly stripped down, clothes folded neatly placed on the side table so they were accessible for aftercare. your hands found your lap, pressing your hands in between your legs to hide the inevitable boned that came with him using you like he wanted to. surely he wouldn’t know if you gave yourself a little attention right? it was just so hard to stop yourself..it would feel too good.

snaking one hand down you grab onto your own length, gently stroking it. you shiver a bit at the feeling, both your cold hand and the sexiness of know that if you’re caught kuroo would make your life a living hell for a couple of hours, was thrilling.

when you and kuroo started getting into bdsm he put rules in place, ones that you needed to follow in the bed and even in regular life. one of the big ones? always ask your master permission to play. it was almost like you could hear him saying it back in your head, the guilt was starting to set in but it was just too late. right as you went to stop your movements, the door opened again, leaving you and kuroo in a very long intense gaze.

“well..what do we have here love? is my good boy breaking the rules?” he simply walked over, tossing the lube among other things he brought to the side chair near the bed. “n-no i didn’t do anything!” you whined in protest.

kuroo slowly leaned down, hand gently cupping your face, “i don’t fucking believe you.” he whispered before bringing the hand on your cheek back a bit to give it a smack then quickly taking the stinging skin back in his hand. “one thing i hate more than a whore who doesn’t fucking listen is a liar.” he spits.

he could quite literally get off on the shocked expression on your face currently, “now let’s try this again. did you break a rule?” he asked, eyes literally begging you to try and lie again. “yes master..” you sighed in defeat, you knew the punishment would be bad.

“do you know what happens to naughty boys that don’t listen and lie? do you kitten?” he let go of your face now, walking over to some of the things he brought up to the room. “they get punished” you replied quickly, not wanting to give him any other reason to punish you harder. “they do…you’re so smart baby..” he came back over, shoving you flat down on your back before using a flogger over your pretty pink tip.

“if only you weren’t a needy dumb slut.” he laughed striking again. you were left there to just wiggle and take it, whines and gasps leaving your mouth like a gospel. “i just wanted to come home and have a good time with my pretty kitty..and of course your stupid cock had to ruin it.” he sighed, peering down at you slightly just to see if you were still okay but judging by your face you loved it.

“i can’t wait any fucking more. get on your hands and knees, and you better arch that fucking back” he grumbled leaning over to grab the lube. this is how you knew kuroo was stressed or upset. even if he was punishing you he always took his time giving you what you wanted but now it was straight to the point.

“god look at that beautiful ass..too bad it’s attached to a cumdump like you, it’s going to be fucking tortured today i promise you that much boy.” he hissed giving it a rough slap. you flinch forward from the sting, a loud whine leaving your mouth. that only makes him do it again, harder this time. so hard it’s already formed a raised little imprint of his hand.

with every smack you jolt forward causing your cock to rut against the blankets, there was just so many sensations at once that you couldn’t help it when you came untouched, load seeping out onto the bed.

you’re fucked.

“did you just fucking cum?” he laughs loudly, one more extremely hard slap coming down, basking in the way you scream and whine about being sensitive. “you’re fucking pathetic. is that all you need? the bare fucking minimum?” he cussed at you. “you better fucking apologize” he grunts out.

“i-i’m so sorry! ‘m sorry master i-i didn’t mean too! it just feels soo good!” you practically sobbed, babbling like an idiot about how much you love him and that you’ll do better. he loved breaking you like this but he knew it was also emotionally taxing. “what do i always tell you baby?” his voice was a bit softer now, wiping a stray tear that did slip from your eye.

“t-this is just for fun..you don’t mean anything you say” you sniffled looking up at him with those cute little eyes of yours. “that’s right. good boy” he praised, “colour??” he asked immediately after. “green” you smile giving him a little thumbs up.

with your confirmation kuroo quickly grabbed you by the small amount of hair you had, pressing your face against the tent in his pants. “good..then it’s only fair i get to cum too yeah?” he smirked, stroking your hair gently.

“yes sir you do..i promise i’ll do good for you!” you ramble quickly, tiny hands working on his dress pants buttons. he watched you with hooded lids, just admiring how quickly you were trying to please him. “maybe your punishment will end if you’re good enough, but remember kitty it won’t be easy” he smirked knowing exactly what he was going to do.

you didn’t reply, just gave him a tiny nod. if you had to work for it then you would. you pull his cock out of his pants, kitten licking at the top a few times before licking a long strip from his balls all the way back up to the tip. to say you had a oral fixation, especially when it came to kuroos cock, was an understatement.

“that’s it…g-good boy-fuck” he praised, hands roughly gripping at your hair. holding you in place when you tried to take most of his length into your mouth, what didn’t fit your hands fumbled with. however kuroo was determined to make it fit.

kuroo roughly pulled your head down onto him, basking in the sound of you choking and gagging on his cock, “awh what’s the matter? bit off more than you can chew??” he smirked fucking your face with aggression, hips snapping up flush against your cheeks.

the tears that rolled down your cheeks made him unbelievably horny that he couldn’t stop himself, grunts and moans leaving him mouth while he used yours as a person fuck toy. you knew he was close when his perfect rhythm faltered a little and his grip on you was even tighter. to show him just how bad you wanted it, your hands found his balls, rolling and playing with them.

“goddd~you want this l-load so bad huh? hm? nggh! fuckk! you want it? yeah? fucking taking it stupid slut.” he sounded so unbelievably hot you can’t even help the bit of precum now leaking from your sensitive tip. soon after his statements you felt a warm sensation flooding down your throat, almost choking and coughing slightly since there was so much.

kuroo was still letting out loud moans of exctasy, ending with a soft hum he pulled his cock out of your mouth. the second you were freed you let out a gasp for air and a little bit of a cough but kuroo didn’t care. he grabbed your chin, opening your mouth with his other hand to make sure not even a drop of his cum went to waste. “good kitty..you took my cock so well…maybe you do need a reward?” he hummed, laughing deeply when you nodded quickly.

“face down ass up pretty boy.” he stated, having no problem jerking his still sensitive cock back up into a full erection. you did exactly as he asked before feeling a cold piece of metal against your back, you knew it well. the lead that attached to your collar. after it was clicked into place there were a few kisses up your back before you heard his raspy breath in your ear, “if you cum again without my permission this ass is going to be so fucking bruised and sore you won’t be sitting for months.” he whispered softly before biting the tip of your ear.

your breath caught in your throat but you nodded quickly, “yes sir..i’ll be so good i just really need to feel you..” you whine out, having to force your hips not to rut against the bed. “it’s cute when you’re so unbelievably pathetic for me” he smirked before gently rubbing the tip of his cock against your hole. “you’re clenching around nothing..so pretty..”

you choked out a tiny sob from just how needy you were, he always did this. he liked to break you down before even touching you, you loved it. “a stupid whore” he laughed loudly before giving you another harsh smack. with that he lubed his cock up, groaning a bit from how it felt.

with that he pushed inside, moaning when he bottomed out. he had this plan where he was going to make you cockwarm him for a bit just to tease you but the second he thought about all the stupid shit he had to deal with today? his hips snapped up and aggressively into you making you scream out but he wasn’t listening.

he was stuck in his own head, mentally cussing out everyone he worked with as he fucked all his anger out into his pretty kitty. “a-ah! da-mm! daaddyy!” you whine out nearly snapping him back to reality fully. “what? can’t handle it? is it too much for you?” he spat quickly, his pace not letting up. “everyone’s-nn-fuckin’ disappointing me today! i’m not taking it from you kitten.” he seethed, basking in the sound the bed made as it smacked off the wall.

“daddy! fuckk! ‘s soo goodd” he listened to the way you moaned out, his cock twitching so hard inside you that you could feel it. “yeah? you like it when i fuck your stupid boy pussy” he grinned knowing the way that made your heart skip a beat. “come on then, prove it. show me how much you love this fucking cock, stupid bitch” he smirked smacking your seriously irritated ass cheeks.

that sparked something inside of you, your hips throwing themselves back onto his cock. your moans so loud for him it sounded like screams. “p-please!” you managed to scream out between the loud babbling that left your mouth. “please what kitty?” he grunted, doing his best to focus on you and the squeezing your ass that was practically trying to milk him.

“plea-hhng! please c-cum daddy please!” you screamed, thank fuck he didn’t have neighbours. he smirked and shoved you down so your head was pressed again the mattress, holding your head there he let out a loud fucking moan before completely stilling. you could feel it shooting out in ropes, it felt so good that you came instantly and once again untouched.

“hmm that was cute~” he hummed almost immediately back to his normal self. “colour my love?” he asked gently rubbing your back, wondering if there was possibility to go again. “red” you murmur making him nod before slowly slipping out of you. “are you hurt? was it too much?” he pouted softly, gently rolling you onto your back to keep eye contact with you.

when you couldn’t reply he gently scooped you up and carried you into the bathroom, “it’s okay baby..kuroos got ya’”

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