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onetoomanyfandomfixations · 11 months

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Jealous Ex!Katsuki x Fem!Reader

A/N: this is totally not based off of how i wish my ex acted when i had a creep hitting on me ha.

MDNI - SMUT BELOW CUT.

WARNINGS: ANGST/COMFORT, SLEAZY CREEP, HURT, UNPROTECTED SEX, RECONCILIATION SEX, DRUNK SEX

It’s been six months. And I’m one drink down for every month since he left me. So I really shouldn’t feel as sick as I do when a random wraps their arm around my waist.

He tugs me into his scrawny, shirtless figure and my stomach lurches.

Everything smells of stale cigarette smoke.

This is wrong.

Gently I push the stranger off, wandering back towards the bar. A tired smile from the bartender greets me.

“Hi lovely,” I smile, jumping up on the barstool.

“What can I do for you babes?” The small person hums, mousy hair flopping across their face.

“Can you make me another one of those yummy cocktails? Y’know, the one with the fireball and the-” I start, leaning inwards.

“The one that tastes like autumn?” They finish, a knowing smile.

“Yes!” I can feel my head slosh as I nod. Maybe I’m more tipsy than I thought.

Unwanted arms twist around my waist yet again.

“Hey pretty,” Unkempt long hair tickles my shoulder. Hot breath on my neck.

“I’m gonna go back to dancing,” I excuse myself, untangling us. Clutching my drink, I weave in and out of the crowd. The warmth is more uncomfortable than it was before, sticky and clammy.

A pain in my shoulder, my drink wasted on myself and the floor.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry” I start, embarrassment heating my cheeks.

“Hey, watch where you’re-” A voice, so familiar it hurts. Low, and consistently gravelly.

“y/n.” Shock changes his tone. Aggression turns soft. My heart squeezes.

Six months.

Six months and I’m still so undeniably in love with Bakugou Katsuki it hurts me.

“Hi,” I mumble, eyes trained on my hands.

He clears his throat and my eyes can’t help but follow the noise.

Rubies.

I always said his eyes were rubies.

Not the blood of his enemies, like Kaminari so often joked.

Rubies.

Warmth and pain mixes inside of me, and I find myself biting my tongue.

I love you.

It would be so easy to say.

“Aww did you spill ya drink pretty? ‘S okay, I’ll get you another one.” Cigarette overtakes my smell and I do everything not to gag.

“Um, I’m actually gonna head home.” Shaking the man off yet again, I go to turn around.

“Ooh, ready for some fun are we? Lead the way, beautiful.” Hands around my waist, and my throat closes.

“No.” I shake my head, squirming out of his arms yet again.

“Aww, but baby” His arms are tighter this time, face nuzzled into my neck.

“Oi, she told you to fuck off.” Katsuki steps forward, and I go to turn my head.

“Ha, you’re just jealous that I’m gonna get somma this tonight.” Wet warmth trails up my neck and I cringe away.

Stifling hold is suddenly tugged away.

“She’s not interested, dickhead. Now fuck off before I make you.” Katsuki’s voice is grim, fearless. All I can focus on is wiping the saliva off my neck.

“Fuckin fine. She’s not that cute anyway.” I hear a huff becoming more and more distant.

Another arm. New, but old; drapes across my shoulders.

“Gonna walk you home to make sure no more creeps try’nd attack you.” Katsuki mumbles, gently guiding me through the crowd.

“Thanks,” I whisper.

The outside air is cold, drawing me closer to the man’s core heat. Small sparks on my shoulder act as a radiator.

The walk is quiet, and my head swims too much to understand if its comfortable or uncomfortable.

Only when we reach my apartment, does his warm arm leave me.

As if it’s muscle memory, he lifts up the pot plant; grabbing the spare key and letting us in. Kicking off my shoes, I wander towards the next best warmth I can get.

My bed is cushy, a welcome comfort.

Katsuki enters not too long after, water and toast in hand.

“You need to eat before you sleep,” He says, plopping down next to me.

Rubies, full of warmth.

“Why are you being so nice?” I mumble, eyes stinging.

I miss this. I miss him.

“Cause I fucked up,” He whispers.

“What did you do this time, Bakugou?” I sigh, picking up the glass.

“I hurt someone because I didn’t want them to hurt me first.”

My heart hitches.

“But then I realised that all I did was hurt both of us, for no goddamn reason.” The water splashes against the sides of the glass as I tremble uncontrollably.

“She won’t even say my name anymore.” The grief is heavy in his voice, breaking it gently. And I can’t hold back my tears.

“You said you didn’t love me anymore,” My voice warbles past the lump in my throat.

“I knew you could do better,” He mumbles, picking at the duvet he helped me choose.

“I don’t want better!” I cry, gripping the glass.

“I want you.” Glancing over, I can’t help but stare.

Bakugo Katsuki does not cry.

Yet diamonds fall from rubies.

“Then be mine again. Please.” He whispers, voice catching.

And all I can do is nod.

Coolness of glass leaves my hands. Warmth cradles my cheeks.

“Thank you baby,” His lips meet mine, and I’m home.

Home tastes like cheap cola from the bar.

Home is our teeth clashing as we smile through tears and kisses.

Home is my fingers twisting through staticy blond.

“I missed you so much,” I whisper against his jaw.

“Missed you more.” Strong arms pull me effortlessly into his lap. His hands stay on my hips, tracing gentle circles.

“Lemme show you how much I missed you.” Katsuki asks, tugging me impossibly closer. Kisses tickle down my neck, and my entire body floods with adoration.

“Please,” I nuzzle into his hair, savouring the closeness. I jerk my neck away as he gently bites exactly where he knows I hate.

“Katsuki,” I whine, shoving his face away. A warm chuckle reverberates through his chest. The sound is contagious, making bubbles in my chest.

“You’re an ass,” I bite back my smile, gentling pushing him further.

“Yeah, but I’m your ass.” He mumbles, pulling me back in. Arms push me down, feeling him grow beneath me.

My body clenches excitedly, as familiar hands start tracing up my stomach.

“Take this stupid thing off,” His voice vibrates against my neck, as he tugs at the hem of my top.

“Hm,” I muse loudly, deciding to have some fun. “No, I don’t think so.”

“You little shit,” He growls fondly, pushing the top up as his hands wander further. A gentle squeeze to my breasts is all I need to continue my attack on his jaw.

“But I’m your little shit,” I mock inbetween kisses. I feel his jaw clench beneath my touch.

“Alright, thats it.” He huffs, wrapping an arm around my waist.

Suddenly, I’m off his lap; the bed bouncing at my sudden shift in weight. The bubbles in my chest build until they burst into a fit of giggles.

“There’s my pretty woman,” Katsuki smiles, eyes soft. Gently, he fully removes my top. And then his own.

The warmth of skin on skin is a comfort I’ve missed oh so much.

Obviously, Katsuki missed it just as much; face disappearing into the valley between my breasts.

Soft kisses leave pins and needles, and I reach for his hand. In an instant, our fingers are interlocked.

Like he never left.

I revel in the moment, using my free hand to trace patterns on his shoulders.

Small sparks greet my skin as his other hand massages my thigh. I feel myself dampen at the closeness - leaning into his touch.

“You sure you want this pretty woman? You’re still tipsy,” Its so odd, hearing such soft words from such a hardened, aggressive man.

“Please, Kats” I breathe, moving my hand to his hair. A hum of agreement, and his loving assault continues.

I keep tracing patterns, unintentionally digging down as his hands get close to where I want them - no - need them to be.

A ghost of a touch, and I’m pushing myself up to meet him.

“Missed me that bad, did we?” He scoffs in amusement, fingers circling my clothed clit.

“Like you’re one to talk,” I mumble, cheeks heating. Softly grinding on me, my breath hitches.

“Sorry baby, but I’m not waiting anymore,” He whispers, pulling my panties off; his boxers following suit.

Rubies bore into me, sparkling with adoration.

And suddenly, pain and pleasure all in one.

“C’mon, you’re okay. You can take it.” Katsuki praises as he thrusts in. I blink through watery eyes, nodding.

The movement is slow at first, just until the pain falls away.

Then, its relentless.

The sound of skin on skin echoes through my small apartment, going at an unholy speed. My toes scrunch as I’m sent into ecstasy.

“See how much I missed you?” Hands grasp my hair, moving my head to the side to leave kiss after kiss.

“See how much I love you?” He grunts into my neck, suckling right near my jaw. Words fail, leaving me only able to whimper in response.

“Yeah that’s right,” He whispers to me, fastening his pace. More whines bubble past my lips.

“Love you so much, never gonna leave again, you hear that?” His words a near hiss, nipping my neck gently.

“Kats, kats, please,” I beg, gripping onto him for dear life. My stomach coils, and I don’t know how long I’ll last.

“Come on baby, cum for me.” He encourages, pushing deeper, faster.

I break, legs spasming as I gush.

But Kastuki doesn’t stop.

Instead, he pushes my ankles up near my ears - keeping his relentless pace. Tears spill over my cheeks at the overstimulation.

“Just a little longer, okay?” He promises, hot breath painting my thighs. I nod frantically, practically melting into the bed.

But the coil tightens again, and I can’t help but squirm.

“Come on, together this time. Where do you want me?” Katsuki asks, somehow pumping harder.

“Inside,” I croak through tears. It’s too much.

An eyebrow raises.

“You wan’t me to make you a mama, that it?” He huffs, beads of crystalline sweat coating his brow.

“Mhm,” I whine, clenching at the thought.

“Fuck, y/n.” He grunts, burying himself into me.

Warmth floods me, and my blond lover collapses ontop of me.

“Love you so much, Katsuki,” I whisper, tangling my hands through his hair. I press a gentle kiss to his temple.

“Love you more, dumbass.” He sighs, kissing wherever he can reach.

-BONUS-

“I guess this means you’re reinvited to Tsu and ‘Chako’s wedding.” I hum, scratching his head.

“The fuck you mean ‘reinvited’?” Katsuki snarls sleepily, nuzzling into my neck.

“Honey, you were my plus one. You never got your own invite,” I gently remind him, amusement tickling my insides.

“What cunts.” He grumbles, pulling me close.

“Katsuki!”

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ghostselena · 2 years

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BABEEEEE IF YOUR TAKING REQUESTS CAN YOU DO SMUT W RAFE IN A POOL

Title: You're mine

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: just you getting railed, what can I say? its just filth, read at your own risk, 18+

a/n: STOPPPP you literally read my mind! I had an idea like this in my phone's notes to write it down one of these days... I'm using it here cause you're amazing for that. It's a long one, I got carried away with it but damn, I'm proud. [2.6k words I'm sorry]

You may not copy or post this as your own, however, reblogs are encouraged! :) [Slightly edited]

Today had been the biggest heatwave of them all, causing the beach to be stacked with nothing but locals and tourists. Even the community pools were full, and there was no way you were going to swim with half of the outer banks.

You laid back against your towel that sat on top of the lounge chair, letting the sun warm up your now tanned skin. Sarah had invited you all over to her house to cool off, including beers to sweeten the deal to a very grumpy Jj. He could care less if his body was ready to melt off, he was set on just filling up his hot tub with nothing but ice—knowing it won’t work.

That was his excuse—one that was easily dismissed when Sarah added in a few blunts she had stolen from Rafe's stash.

With a satisfied hum, you stared down at your body, lifting up your bikini top to see the color difference. You stood up, earning the attention of a particular boy that stayed quiet against the corner of the pool, sipping on the drink he's had in his hand for the past 20 minutes.

His eyes never left your body, it looked so deliciously yummy as the sun hit your skin. If looks could devour, he would've eaten you 30 times over. The way your nipples were pressed against your top, barely giving you any coverage. He was thankful to be hiding his boner under the water, hand adjusting the bulge every few seconds.

He couldn't stand the rest of the pogues that were splashing each other back and forth, splashing him in the process. But, you? ever since Sarah introduced you at one of the kegger parties, he was hooked right away. Most times, he'd go out of his way to bother your friends to catch maybe, just a glimpse, of you.

When the both of you were left to fend for yourselves inside the pool, he couldn't stop the smirk that his lips had formed. He'd finally gotten you alone, all to himself while the others had gone inside to order something to eat. He knew just what he wanted for lunch— he'd been staring at it for over an hour, savoring every curve and inch of your body with every movement you made.

You had your head leaning back against the edge of the pool, pressing your back into one of the walls and enjoying the water pressure that massaged your back. You hadn't noticed how close the boy had gotten to you until you felt his arm brush against yours.

Your head turned to face him, slowly opening your eyes with a squint, using your hand to shield yourself from the sun.

"What do you want, Rafe?" you asked, your eyes betraying you as they scanned his well-toned body. His chest looked so smooth, so delicate, Greek-like even. He wasn't too far back, now that he had you this close, he could see your plump lips even better; The way your bikini top hugged your breast, cupping them nice and tight.

He couldn't concentrate on your question, shamelessly asking, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" his cheeks were flushed with a hint of red, and not because of the small sunburn that had started to form.

Rolling your eyes, you were now standing up straight, crossing your arms as you spoke—his eyes quickly finding your breast once more, eyes wide, "I said, what do you want? quit, staring at my boobs,"

His eyes met yours, tongue wetting his bottom lip, "They left us alone," he nods his head over to the clear door.

"So?" you shrugged, turning your head to see your friends talking amongst themselves inside, keeping themselves entertained and not looking your way

You felt a breath against your neck as your head turned, your hands quickly reacting for you and pressing themselves against his chest," Rafe, what the fuck, are you doing?"

He kept his hands to himself, looking down at your hands that were warm against his chest, "Dont you feel it?"

"Feel what?" your eyes avoided his, looking at your own hands that seemed to melt against his skin, sending small tingles through your body.

"C'mon, there's no way you dont feel what we have here," he pointed his hands back and forth between you both, looking down at you as if it were obvious.

You've had your encounters every now and then. Hands accidentally touching when you would walk past each other, the way he always chose to sit next to you when you would go out with Sarah for drinks, finding him there with the boys. How he gifted you a necklace as your secret Santa, driving him crazy cause you always wore it, never taking it off.

"I-I Rafe," your breath hitched as he got closer, his lips pressing themselves against your ear while his arms slid around your waist, you'd taken too long to answer to him, too deep in your thoughts.

"Hm, what? I know you feel it, pretty girl," he whispered against your ear, his arms closing the gap between the two of you as he pressed your chest against his, "They're not looking over here, I just wish I could taste you," his eyes were placed on your friends who had left, probably on their way to pick up what they ordered.

Your hands were back on the water, accidentally (but not really) brushing themselves against the bulge that was painfully hard, poking your stomach the moment he had you against him, "Right now?" you mumbled, looking up at the tall boy who was now looking down at you, "I want to savor your pussy, and I rather do that in my bed than in here," he bluntly replied, shrugging it off as if it was the most normal thing to say.

The wetness that had formed between your legs made you uncomfortable, he had gotten to you.

You jumped slightly when you felt a hand pressed against your needy slit, his fingers adding pressure to your clit and you quickly gripped onto his massive arms, "What-what if they see?" you barely choked out, spreading your legs to give him the access he dearly craved.

His lips were now pressed against your neck, using his free hand to wrap it around your throat while he worked his way up to your lips, hovering over them. His fingers were circling against your clit, painfully slow as he spoke, "You think I give a fuck?" he growled, knowing there was no one at home except the two of you.

You mewled, holding back your moans at the way his fingers were teasing you, wanting nothing more than to grab them and push them in yourself, "Please.." you whispered, softly pecking his lips, wanting to feel them against your own.

In one swift move, your body was pressed against the edge of the pool," M' gonna fuck you right here, and if at some point someone comes through that door, right there," he pulls his fingers away from your heat, using them to point over at the closed sliding door, "I'm not, fucking...stopping," he whispered the last word against your lips, capturing them in his with a hunger he's been pushing down for too fucking long, caving you in with no escape as his fingers pulled off your underwear, throwing them across the pool with a splash.

Your hands were quick to palm him under the water, sliding your tongue against his bottom lip, to which he happily granted access to his mouth, letting you savor the taste of the drink that lingered on his tongue; The sweet taste of Mai Tai taking over your taste buds, intoxicating your senses.

His fingers found your clit, pushing your arousal back inside with two fingers, thrusting them against you with quick speed, earning a throaty moan from your mouth, pulling your lips away from his, "Fuck-fuck, right there," you could barely gasp out, tugging his swim trunks down his leg and wrapping your hand around his cock, earning a hiss from his perfectly pink lips that were now pressed against your neck, biting down against it as he moaned, pulling his fingers away.

"I can't, fucking wait," he let out as his tongue pressed itself against his fingers, tasting your arousal that had stuck to them underwater.

You stared at him in awe, holding onto his cock while you brushed your thumb against his tip, "What are you waiting for?" you teased, clicking your tongue as you bit your lip, containing your excitement inside.

“Eager now, aren’t we?” He smirked down at you, brushing his thumb against your bottom lip gently,”But it’s gonna have to be done by the stairs,”

Your eyes widened as he spoke, knowing you won’t be able to play it off if you get caught, “But what if the-“ he pressed his finger against your lips, holding your hand and dragging you softly through the water towards the stairs, “I don’t give, a single fuck,” he replied nonchalantly, sitting back against one of the low stairs, and pulling you onto his lap.

The water was by his hips, giving you the perfect amount of water to still keep the pool sex experience, “It’s on you, then,” you noted while you had your hands against his chest, pressing down against his member, the tip kissing your entrance with its leaking goodness.

“You think too fucking much,” he murmured, lifting his hips up against you while you teased him, keeping his cock between your slit—moving your hips back and forth. Your lips parted—letting out a soft moan, “Shut up, Cameron,”

“Yeah?” He smiled back at you, sliding his hands to your hips, dropping you down onto his massive cock. He ripped right through you deliciously good, earning a squeal that fell from your lips at the suddenness, “Holy shit,”

“Thats right, let ‘em know who’s stuffing your pussy this fucking good,” he groaned as he felt your walls around him, warming him up in a way that made him want to stay in there forever, “M’ gonna make you mine, I’m gonna fucking ruin you,” he gave you no time to adjust to his massive size, quickly thrusting up against your pulsing heat, that kept welcoming him in with a tight hug as you held on to him, scratching down his chest.

He was hitting every spot, reaching every crease that had you screaming out his name, “Fuck, Rafe!” Your hips rolled down against his, matching his pace as the water splashed onto your bodies.

You were so deep in your pleasure that you both didn't hear the car clicking sounds, his hands kept bringing your body down against his with force, pounding his raw cock into your tight wet cunt, that he'd fallen in love in.

Only when the sound of laughter filled your ears, had you then—opened your eyes, trying to pull away from Rafe who had your body tight against his, turning his head to the side to watch the way his cock would disappear inside of you, a place he dared to call his new home.

"They're here," you spoke rather too quickly as you panicked, not knowing how to explain yourself if you got caught. With one last thrust, he stopped moving his hips, rubbing your sides before picking you up and walking back inside the water; back to the corner, you were just by before, "Better act like you were just cold then, cause I'm not stopping," his voice was hoarse against your hear, his hand was pressed against your clit, rubbing circles as he thrusted deeply into you, waving back to Sarah who had her eyes on the two of you.

Your fingers gripped the edge in front of you tightly, holding back your moans as you felt the familiar feeling form inside your stomach. He set a pace that kept hitting that one spot that made your toes curl in pleasure, "Can I cum?" you begged, pushing back against his thick and pulsing member, that just kept massing your inner walls.

"Say you're mine," he was savoring this very moment, wanting to engrave it inside his brain as you let out a couple of quiet moans, barely holding onto his composure as you nodded quickly, "Fuck, I'm yours—I'm yours," you shakily let out, hiding your face against your shoulder as you came undone around him, your swollen clit swallowing him in with each thrusts—arching your back onto him.

You knocked all the air out of his lungs as you came, his hand wrapping itself around your hair to pull your head back roughly, his lips pressing themselves against yours hungrily, pushing up against you with a brutal pace that made waves against the water.

He wasn't done with you just yet, letting you finish yourself off to continue over stimulating your sweet cunt, "Look at you, such a fucking mess around my cock, huh sweetheart?" he breathed against your lips, his tongue sliding against them as he asked for an entrance once more, using this to spit down against your tongue—that you swallowed like the good girl you are.

You were sure the rest had caught on the moment you saw the kitchen empty, no sounds coming from it anymore. You were dickmatized, already craving to have him back inside of you as he chased his own release, keeping you from pulling away from him, "All for you," you moaned, your legs were trembling once more as his fingers kept rubbing your sensitive bud, the way he was so deep and had you spread all the way apart at his mercy; letting him make you his, right outside the house he grew up in.

With a loud moan as he spilled himself inside of you, enjoying the way your body responded to his touch. He was flooding your insides as you milked every last drop of his seed, collapsing forwards against your arms that were leaning against the concrete. Your legs were trembling as your knees buckled, letting go of the build-up he had caused inside of you once more with a shattered breath.

You couldn't believe what just happened as he pulled out of you, watching the way his essence slid out of you slowly and into the pool. He made a mental note to clean the pool later on, but right now? All he cared about was you as his hands rubbed against your sides, "You feeling okay?"

All you could do was nod as you turned to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck with a smile, "More than okay," you lifted yourself to press a small kiss to his lips in appreciation. You ran your hands through his hair, letting out a small laugh, "Um, I'm pretty sure we got caught, though,"

He shook his head as he chuckled, cupping your breast in his hands with a cheeky smile, "How many times, am I gonna tell you tha-" you interrupted him, "That you don't give a fuck, I know, handsome,"

And there you stayed with your bodies against each other, enjoying the new relationship that had formed between the two of you. Already planning how you were going to explain yourself to your friends, who were clearly scarred, at least for a few months.

His lips were pressed back on yours happily, mumbling against them, "Let's continue this in my bed? I wanna taste you," he whined softly before continuing, "I wanna taste you, fuck you with my tongue,"

Your legs were back to being jelly, tugging him out of the pool with no hesitation back up towards his room, not needing to answer him with your obvious actions.

I had no idea how to end it omg, I would've kept that shit going for hourssss

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strwberri-milk · 11 months

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Diluc with pre-date anxiety. Him being anxious of asking you out and you noticing that before you end up asking him out and he turns into a blushing mess

ooo youre so right though i love like. typically cool characters losing their shit around a love interest its so yummy

It isn't often that he feels this pounding in his chest without it succeeding the thrum of battle. Although, if he squints his eyes this could begin to look like a battle. There's something about you that's just as adrenaline-inducing, making him fall apart at the seams in a way he never thought he would. The feeling is so foreign that it terrifies him.

However, the giddy smile that threatens his lips is one he has to hide often in your presence, turning around to busy himself as you talk at him. As his feelings for you grew, so did his reactions to you. It was quite obvious to you what was happening, and thankfully, it meant you were safe to explore your feelings for Diluc. After all, you could tell that he liked you more than the average person who came through the tavern with the way he always saved a spot for you.

Today, Diluc seemed determined to say something to you. His mouth would open and close, then his lips would purse as though he's cut himself off from speaking without having yet saying anything. You try to see if he'll finally succeed when he just fails again, hands almost trembling whenever he turns to look at you.

You lean a little forward to give Diluc more of your attention, tilting your head in a way that he finds so cute that he just can't look at you anymore. His back is facing you more often than not, but you don't mind because it lets you stare at him unabashedly. Diluc's ears are bright red, feeling your gaze on him.

You end up waiting until the tavern empties out for the night, Diluc saying he was closing early due to some issues with procuring stock. Without needing to be asked, you also decide to help him, ending the night by sitting across from him at one of the tables before finally deciding to pop the question yourself.

"Diluc," you say softly, getting his attention back to you. His eyes finally meet yours for the first time in forever, softening a little.

"Do you need something? Whatever it is I can get it for you now."

He stands up and you shake your head, reaching out to rest your hand atop of his.

"I wanted to ask if you'd want to go out with me sometime. Romantically, that is." Diluc wasn't stupid by any means, but you didn't want to leave any room for doubt.

His body stiffens, reaction a lot more visceral than you were expecting. You can barely read the expression on his face but slowly you lose the ability to distinguish between his bangs and his cheeks. You laugh a little, seeing just how flustered your question was making him.

"You must be joking," he finally manages under his breath, unsure what to make of your request. He never thought it would get to this level, the warmth of your hand on his reminding him this was indeed reality.

"Why would I joke about it? I've liked you for such a long time. It makes no sense to mess around with you when all you've done with me is be painfully honest."

The slight smirk in your tone makes him come down to the ground a little more, narrowing his eyes at you.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"You seemed to be flustered over something all of today. I could tell you wanted to ask me out too so I decided to do you a favour and ask you first."

Diluc sputters a little uselessly before shaking his head with an amused grin.

"I suppose I am quite obvious when it comes to you. Perhaps you can teach me more things about myself then?"

For a moment, Diluc's gentlemanly side comes out. He takes your hand and softly presses his lips against your knuckles, taking you by surprise.

"You've clearly had your fun watching me make a fool of myself for you. Perhaps I can try to return the favour."

#diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

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strongheartneteyam · 8 months

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Reypay säpom.

("bloody kiss" in na'vi. i'm almost sure its not completely correct but whatevs i tried, guys lol)

pairing: neteyam sully x female!omatikaya!reader

CW: angst, bullying (neteyam defends reader from ao'nung and his friends), friends with sexual tension, friends to lovers, protective neteyam, fluff, rough kissing, slight blood play, sexual language, bad words

this was requested by a dear anon (the first requested fic I deliver 💕 I'm happy) a while ago but I was dumb enough to answer the ask before posting the actual fic lol so now I just hope you see it, boo ♡ I hope you like what I wrote based on your prompt because I fell in love with your idea as soon as I read it!

not proofread. I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry rn. I finished it really fast lol I'm actually proud of myself

♡﹅♡

You could not believe Neteyam had gotten a busted lip because of you. You wondered why he would put himself through such distress only to defend you from Ao'nung's harsh words about you having demon blood in your veins. Neteyam did not have to physically fight Ao'nung, he could have just told him to stop bullying you and calling you "freak". Neteyam knew very well how to speak in a low tone and yet exude confidence and intimidate anyone who dares to cross him.

You knew Neteyam had been raised really well and did not like injustice but he seemed way too furious when he was beating Ao'nung and his boys up. You also were not blind to some looks he gave you every now and then that did not really seem to be the way friends look at each other. You could swear you also had seen him flirting with you before and you would tease him too, saying stuff like "Hi, pretty boy" or "Ma Eywa, you're hot, Mighty Warrior" but you always tried your best to pretend it was just you being goofy around him, even though the truth is you meant every single word you said.

Eywa, you really thought he was fucking hot.

You wondered if he realized how much you stared at his toned torso and thick, yummy thighs when he was not looking.

But did Neteyam actually like you? Wasn't he just attracted to you? Was he feeling protective over you when he defended you from the harassment because he might have feelings for you? That possibility made you feel a kind of euphoria so good that you never wished for it to go away.

The sad part of it all is: Neteyam could not get away with what he had done. Even if he had gotten violent with the Metkayina boys to defend you, of course his father, Jake, had to scold him. You felt sorry for Neteyam. Jake could be so strict sometimes… You really liked him but you also wished he could give Neteyam a break every now and then.

You went looking for Neteyam, asking around if anyone had seen him.

When you finally found him, you stopped some steps away from where he was and watched as he was using the back of his hand to try and wipe away the blood from his lip. The lip he had gotten busted because of you. Of course you had to thank him and try to show him how much that meant to you. Your heart started beating fast as you walked towards Neteyam.

"Hey, Teyam. Thanks for what you did back at the shore. I'm sorry you got hurt because of me…"

"I will always protect you. Whoever dares to try and mess with you is gonna have to deal with me first. I don't care about getting hurt if it's for you." You could tell there was nothing but truth behind his words.

Neteyam had no idea of how much he had just made you feel special and safe.

"Hey… Can I try and make you feel a little better?" You asked shyly

"What do you mean, (y/n)?" Neteyam looked puzzled, furrowing his forehead

You slowly approached him and sucked his lower lip softly, being careful enough so you did not cause him too much pain. Neteyam got surprised as he was not expecting you to do that but he liked the feeling so fucking much. His heart started beating fast suddenly as he took the moment in. You, the girl that had been driving him crazy for so long, was sucking his lip. Neteyam did not want you to stop. He was enjoying your soft, warm and wet lips around his lower lip way too much. Neteyam wanted to kiss you but he decided to wait a little more before doing that. He was going to be careful and not take things too fast.

The taste of his blood on your tongue was strong, coppery and incredibly delicious. You never thought blood could taste so good.

You slowly stopped sucking his lip and looked at him, slightly worried about his reaction. You had been really bold for doing that, for making the first move, but you were now worried that maybe Neteyam did not like what you had done. What if he did not really want to kiss you? What if you had just ruined the friendship you two shared?

"I hope it feels a bit better now." was all you found the courage to say, not looking at his face because you just couldn't do it at that moment.

Your cheeks were reddish as you felt embarrassed but still proud of your bravery, somehow. Maybe now you would finally find out if he's really interested in being more than your friend.

You looked up at his face, sheepishly, and realized he was looking at you with his mouth slightly open and the eyes of a needy small animal.

After only a few seconds, Neteyam pulled you in and started kissing you roughly, like he had been wanting to do that for a long while. He did not mind that his lip was injured and would bleed and hurt even more now. He needed to show you how much he wanted you too, how he thought you were so incredibly sexy and how he wanted to make you his mate.

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#neteyam x you #neteyam x omatikaya!reader #neteyam x na'vi!reader #neteyam x reader #neteyam angst #neteyam sully angst #neteyam sully #neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan #neteyam sully x na’vi!reader #neteyam sully x reader #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x female reader #✎ victória writes ▢✧࿐

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theres-a-body-here · 4 months

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Can I request Bob Velseb x Reader with some biting and blood? If you don’t mind ofc.

And yes I’m being completely Fr and yes he’s from Spooky Month. Give the crazy cannibal some love 🥺

-Pillow Prince anon (If I’m sending too many requests btw don’t feel bad to say so! And btw make this a top priority (Of my requests, not all of them obviously.))

Bob Velseb x Male!reader

Letting your friends dare you into entering the abandoned house on Halloween was probably the worst mistake you made tonight

TW: Non-con, bondage, blood, biting

"Now now, sweetheart, don't make any sudden moves," Bob whispered softly into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine as you lie on the old couch. Your hands were tied behind your back, making it impossible for you to defend yourself against him. As his fingers traced the curve of your jawline, you couldn't help but tremble.

He leaned closer, his mask brushing against your face as he spoke. "You smell so good… just like candy."

As you squirmed beneath him, struggling against your restraints, Bob tightened his grip around your arms. The knife's tip scraped across your skin, leaving a thin line of blood on your cheek.

He shook his head disapprovingly and muttered under his breath, "Tsk, tsk… You should really learn to behave better than that."

Without warning, he suddenly yanked off his devil mask, revealing eyes that sent shivers down your spine. His gaze seemed to pierce right through you as he studied every inch of your face. "I love seeing fear in people's eyes," he said almost tenderly before bringing the knife even closer to your throat.

You could feel his breath on your neck as he leaned closer to examine the shallow cut on your cheek. His eyes gleamed with hunger as he lowered his mouth towards the wound.

You feel as his tongue slowly licks a stripe across your cheek, savoring the taste of your fresh blood. Inhaling deeply, he closed his eyes in satisfaction.

"Mmmm… such delicious flavor," he whispered seductively while taking another lick. His breath tickled your neck, causing goosebumps to rise all over your body. His tongue traced the line of blood along your cheek, teasingly running circles around the wound.

Without warning, Bob abruptly raised the knife above your head, its glinting edge reflecting the dim light of the room. Time seemed to slow down as you held your breath, terrified of what was coming next. Your life flashed before your eyes as a cold grip tightened around your heart.

But instead of feeling pain, you watched helplessly as he drove the knife into the cushion beside your head, laughing maniacally.

"Don't worry, sweetheart," he chuckled, "I wouldn't dare hurt you – not yet anyway!" He leaned close enough for you to feel his warm breath on your neck again, sending chills down your spine. "I bet you thought that was it for you, didn't you?"

You refuse to answer him as you look away from his gaze, hands still trying to loosen the bindings behind your back.

Ignoring your silence, Bob grabbed your face firmly with both hands and pressed his lips against your wounded cheek, greedily drinking in every drop of blood flowing from the wound.

Your cries echoed throughout the room as he continued to suckle, his fingers digging deeper into your flesh. He pulled away slightly after a few moments, inspecting the damage he caused.

"You taste yummy," he murmured, his tone dripping with desire. His tongue darted out to lap up the remaining traces of blood seeping from your cheek. He then grabs at the knife and yanks it out of the couch.

With a twisted grin, Bob placed the blade against your neck once more, enjoying the way you froze in terror. Slowly, he began to slice open your shirt, revealing your vulnerable skin beneath. As the fabric fell away, he ran his finger down the length of the newly exposed skin, causing you to shiver involuntarily.

Despite your attempts to push him away using your legs, Bob managed to hold you down effortlessly. Leaning forward, he brought his mouth closer to your chest, his teeth grazing your skin playfully.

"I could just devour you whole," he teased, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "You taste so delicious already," he whispered huskily

Unable to resist his urges anymore, Bob clamped down on the soft skin on your side, eliciting a loud yelp from you. The sound of your protests only seemed to fuel his desires further, prompting him to bite harder.

Struggling against his strength, you cried out for him to stop, but his grip only tightened in response. "Stop that!" you cried, trying to buck him off of you.

"Aww, come on now…it's just a little nibble," he crooned in response to your pleas, clearly amused by your discomfort.

Bob continued to leave a trail of teeth marks along your chest, each one accompanied by a whimper from you. As he moved further down your torso, his hands traveled lower, leaving bruising fingerprints on your waist.

He suddenly bites down on a particularly sensitive spot on the side of your lower stomach. You mentally curse not being able to clamp your hands over your mouth as a loud moan slips out of you.

Hearing your unexpected reaction, Bob chuckled darkly. "Oh? Are you starting to enjoy this?" he asked mockingly, taunting you with a wicked smile. He then proceeded to sink his teeth into the same spot once more, drawing another moan from you.

"You're one sick fuck if you're into this," he mocked, his eyes filled with amusement as he saw the flush rising on your face.

Moving downward, Bob found another enticing spot near your navel and sunk his teeth into it without mercy. You let out a surprised gasp as the sensation shot through your entire body.

"Not bad, huh?" he asked with a lecherous grin, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Maybe I should continue this somewhere else…" His hands started reaching for your waistband suggestively.

Despite your kicking and thrashing, Bob managed to pull down your pants to reveal black boxers adorned with bright orange jack-o'-lanterns, much to his delight.

"Awww, these are adorable!" he cooed appreciatively, eyeing your bulge growing beneath them.

Seeing your annoyed expression, he teased you further by running his fingers along the hem of your underwear, threatening to rip them apart completely.

To your absolute relief, your ears pick up on the faint sound of police sirens in the distance.

As distant sirens grew louder outside, Bob swore under his breath and quickly grabbed his mask lying nearby. "Looks like our fun time is over for tonight," he snapped before hastily putting on his mask.

Before leaving, he teased, "I'll be keeping an eye on you. You'll remember our fun time together, won't you?"

With that, he exited the house swiftly through the backdoor, leaving you to be rescued by the police.

#spooky month #bob velseb #bob velseb x reader #male!reader #male reader #noncon cw #devil guy #marking #blood play #blood kink #spooky month x reader

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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months

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An stressed and extremely explosive reader x Kinger, Caine and Ragatha. (The old hags trio haha) let me explain it to ya

Reader is always stressed because of they are pratically stuck in a digital world with (supossedly) no way out, so instead of freaking out and/or getting slowly insane, Reader is very agressive and explosive all the time.

Especially in IHA, because they have to bare the fact that they need to pass through "stressing" situation who sometimes could be a near-abstraction experience.

Everytime reader gets too stressed because of something, Reader explodes and they are screaming around or with the cause of the problem if its a person (AHEM, JAX-) and only calms down when they are stopped by others or when they spend some time alone.

Anyways i just basically wants to see how would they react seeing reader have something similar to female & male rage moment.

(if this makes you uncomfortable, feel free to ignore this request, and im very sorry for making you uncomfortable if thats the case).

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Caine, Kinger, and Ragatha w/ a reader who blows up!

WEEEE speed running this request before i have to pop my macarons into the oven eheheheheheh i think i might write itward stuff tonight but idk!! need me some ideas for itward stuff when in doubt for gifs use slime mmm mmm yummy

CAINE:

he can and he WILL put an immediate pause on the current IHA when he sees its making you really overwhelmed. he may even dismiss the entire event just to make sure youre okay; you mean so much to him and if youre getting this close to abstraction just from getting upset hes going to be there for you. i think it would actually make him tone down the intensity of IHAs , at least a little bit... he doesnt really know what qualifies as "too much" so please be patient with him!

makes sure to do everything he can to help; want him to go away? hes already launching himself to the other side of the grounds. need him to talk to you? hes going to be saying whatever you need him to say for as long as you need him to. very nice very silly i love him chews

RAGATHA:

similar to the other two she takes you off to the side, probably takes you to her room or yours and lets you work your own feelings out however you need to get them out. this isnt the first time youve have an outburst, but it doesnt make the glitching any less scary. tries to calm you down with her voice, giving you things to squish and mess with.. just as long as youre not hurting yourself she wont intervene with your method of calming down. very sweet about it. if youre anything like me, then youre probably going to be tired afterwards, and she will let you sleep. will crawl into bed with you if you want here around, if not shes going to respect that... if it was someone who riled you up shes going to make sure they get an earful, as well as keeps a closer eye on that person when theyre interacting with you because she doesnt want you to be this miserable all the time

KINGER:

nearly dies when he sees your body momentarily glitch, well at least as close as he can to dying in that moment. hes immediately rushing to you and talking a mile a minute trying to ask if youre okay, which admittedly probably makes you snap at him. overstimulation is one hell of a thing, but as long as you explain yourself and apologize when youre in a better place then its going to work itself out. kinger tries to take you off to the side, away from whatevr it is that was upsetting you. be it an IHA or another circus member, hes going to take you into his pillow fort and leave you be. he waits outside by its entrance, anxiously waiting for you to give him the go ahead to enter... very stressed out man he wants more than anything to comfort you and talk you through it but he knows you need alone time during times like this

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #ragatha x reader #kinger x reader

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No Accounting for Taste

Fandom: Octopath Traveler: Champions of the Continent Words: 827 Summary: Modern AU shenanigans between Prome, Stead, and Millard

Prome was reading in the living room when Stead walked in, carrying an open pickle jar in one hand, and stated, “I need a favor.”

Looking up from his book, Prome raised his eyebrows and asked, “And what is this favor?”

“Well first of all,” Stead said, delicately swirling the liquid in the pickle jar like it was some fine wine, “I need you to not tell Millard.”

“That sounds like a favor I should not grant,” Prome admitted.

Stead hummed, taking a sip from the jar in his hand, “Okay, but I promise I’ll make it worth your while. You see-”

Prome lost track of what Stead was saying, his focus instead narrowing in on the pickle jar, the slightest hint of nausea in the back of his throat, “Did you really drink that?”

Pausing, Stead looked at the jar in his hand, then at Prome, then a slow smirk curled its way across his face. “Of course, why let it go to waste?”

Revulsion rocketed through Prome, and he stared at Stead in bewilderment, he opened up his mouth to argue, but he was cut short by Millard appearing, looming up behind Stead and asking, “Did I hear someone say my name?”

Stead’s eyes went wide for a moment, but he quickly put on a casual smile as he turned around, “Millard! You must’ve misheard, we haven’t mentioned you at all. Right Prome?” Stead asked, glancing over at Prome.

He didn’t answer, simply staring in disbelief and a little disgust as Stead took another drink of the pickle juice.

Millard didn’t notice, brightening up in interest as Stead drank, “Oh! May I have some?”

Stead raised an eyebrow, “You want a drink…” he lifted up the jar, “Of this?”

“Yes please.”

“Be me guest,” Stead said with an amused shrug, handing the jar to Millard while the corner of his eye flicked to Prome.

Who could only watch as horror as Millard happily swallowed a mouthful of brine. The only conciliation Prome had that Millard had not gone fully insane was that Millard frowned in distaste after drinking it.

“This isn’t pickle juice,” Millard said, “Why are you drinking gatorade out of a pickle jar?”

Scratch that, there was no conciliation in this. Had he been transported to another universe? Why did Millard sound so disappointed that he wasn’t drinking pickle juice?

“Hold on,” Stead said in surprise, “You honestly wanted to drink pickle juice?” “Yes?” Millard answered in confusion, tilting his head to the side, “I like it as a treat, though it’s been awhile since I’ve had some. Not since I was a kid, I think.”

Stead stared at Millard like he had grown a second head, “Pickle juice is a treat?”

Millard frowned, “Sometimes you crave salt, and pickle juice is a yummy way to get it. Plus, it’s good for you.”

Stead’s surprise faded, replaced with amusement as he teased, “Why not just eat the pickle?”

“It’s not the same,” Millard stated, “It doesn’t satisfy in the same way.”

Prome felt lightheaded, feeling far away as he asked faintly, “Are you certain you do not have some nutrition deficiency that has you craving pickle juice?”

“No,” Millard denied, oddly fierce, “My Mom had me tested for such things, and nothing came up.”

Crossing his arms with a smirk, Stead quipped, “Did your Mom get you tested because you kept drinking pickle juice?”

Millard’s shoulders came up to his ears, gaze glancing down and away from Stead as he replied, “... I don’t have to answer that.”

Stead’s delight was palpable as he exclaimed, “She did!”

“I didn’t say anything of the sort,” Millard muttered, backing out of the room, Stead’s jar of gatorade still in hand. “You can’t prove anything,” Millard continued, disappearing around a corner and into the kitchen, "I am leaving this conversation. Goodbye."

“I’ll just call your Mom later and ask her!” Stead called after him, to which there was no response.

There was a beat of silence.

Then Stead turned.

Stepping quickly up to Prome, he said in an almost urgent tone of voice,

“So about that favor you owe me.”

“Owe you,” Prome repeated, not quite comprehending.

“Yes,” Stead said, “I need you to-”

Millard’s voice cut through the house, incredulous and indignant, “Stead, what did you do to all of the glasses!?”

“Oops, nevermind. Too late,” Stead said with a shrug. “See ya later Prome,” and with a smirk and two fingered wave, Stead strode past Prome and out the backdoor.

Prome watched him go for a moment, but then sighed as he returned to his reading, the sounds of Millard’s yells as he chased Stead around the yard and Stead’s chuckles as he evaded Millard wafting around him as he did.

#octopath traveler: champions of the continent #octopath cotc #millard cotc #prome cotc #stead cotc #this was gonna be a 5+1 #5 times Stead tricks Prome into thinking he's eating weird stuff and 1 time he tricks Prome into eating it #butttt #motivation ran out #i write sometimes

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x3kristax3 · 2 years

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Is This the End?

Chapter 6

I pull away from Jake and his mom with the biggest smile on my face. I call Jessy and she answers.

"Hey, I thought you were having a date night with Andy?" I say.

"Yeah were just watching a movie. What happened?" She asks all excited.

"We'll talk when I get home. I left his mom's house. So wanted to let you know that" I say.

"Okay see you at home. Andy is going to stay the night as we opened the wine" she says.

"Okay see you two there" I say, hanging up the phone.

The ride home takes forever as I pull into the parking garage. I realize I dont know if Jakes number is the same. As I realize that a call comes through from the phone number saved as his and I answer, "Hello."

"Hey wanted to check on you" says Jake.

"I just pulled into the parking garage" I say with a smile.

"Funny so did I" he says.

"We will talk later. Jessy is going to be asking questions" I say.

"Mc?" He says on the phone.

"Yeah Jake?" I say concerned.

"Thanks for being there for my mom these last three years" he says as I think he hangs up.

I lean my head against the steering wheeling "I love you Jake" I say not realizng the call is still connected until I hear it disconnected "fuck" I say looking up at it.

A text comes through from him.

Jake:I love you too Morgan

I about die right there.

MC: please don't call me that in front of people

I get out of my car and head up to the apartment. I unlock the door and see them on the couch with popcorn and the wine and a cute movie.

"Hey guys" I say, putting my keys and bag down and heading into the kitchen to put the food away.

Jessy comes bolting in "so tell me EVERYTHING!" she excitingly says.

"He was the Jake I fell in love with all those years ago. Shit his mom even was trying to make me see that he still loved me." I open the cabinet with the wine glasses to get one to have some.

"Um where did that ring come from?" She asks, grabbing my hand.

I turn and smile and lean on the counter "he gave it to me. We're going to try this again. It really does feel like fate. Its just a promise ring but you have to promise me something Jessy” as she grabs her phone.

"What?" She says looking up.

"You can't tell anyone right now!" I exclaim.

"What I can't tell Dan and Phil?" She says pouting.

"Specially not them! You know they never forgave him. I want them to see me happy before we say anything" I say sternly.

"Okay, any of that yummy dessert left?" She asks.

"There was a full pan for us in the fridge" I say with a smile.

"Your the best!" She says opening the fridge to grab some as Andy comes in.

"So whats with the girl talk MC?" He asks.

"Oh nothing you need to worry about. Just keep Jessy happy" I say with a smile as I pour some wine and head into my bedroom.

As I get into my room there is a call from Hannah.

"Hey Hannah, whats up?" I say.

"I know you saw Jakes mom tonight, any news of him from her?" She asks.

"No" I say, realizing I'm going to have to hide this from Hannah and Lilly as well.

"I was hoping for him to be around for the kids" she says in a sad tone.

"Have you tried texting him at all?" I ask her.

"Yeah I want to send him pictures but I don't even know if the number is still updated" she says.

"I'll reach out to his mom tomorrow to find out if she has a number for him okay?" I say trying to contain myself.

"Thanks MC. I swear if he comes back he better propose to you fast so you can offically be my sister in law" she says.

"Hey I'm already family. You all are stuck with me." I say laughing.

"We wouldn't have it any other way" she says "you know I really want to name my little girl after you for everything you've done for us over the years but I don't know your actual name" she says.

"Hmmm let me think about it okay?" I say wondering if I really want to go that path.

"Okay, keep me posted if you hear from him."

"Same I do miss him in my life" as I hang up the phone. I pull up the chat with Jake and wonder how I see he's online but no one else does.

I walk out to Jessy "hey can I see your phone real fast?" I ask.

"Yeah whats going on?" She asks tossing me her phone.

"Is you know who still a contact?" I ask her opening her chat.

"Yeah but he's never online" she says unsure whats going on. I look and again my phone says hes still online but hers is still showing him offline.

"Okay thanks" I say, tossing her phone back as I head back into my room.

MC: you should really reach out to Hannah. She wants you in the kids lives and I can't blame her.

Jake: I know I just know she's going to want me to meet them then Lilly is going to be there and then so will Dan.

MC: We're all getting together Sunday at the Aurora for Lilly and Dan's engagement. If you want to join as my plus one.

Jake: don't you want to keep us a secert?

MC: i do but it affects everyone including hannah and Lilly

Jake: Okay can I meet you there?

MC: yeah I'll let Lilly and Dan know I'm having a plus one.

I open the chat to Lilly and shes online

MC: hey is it too late for a plus one on sunday?

Lilly: no, have we met him before

MC: yes, were trying this again.

Lilly: okay im so happy your not completely shutting down trying to be happy with someone besides Jake.

MC: Okay I'll see you and Dan Sunday I need some sleep.

#duskwood #duskwoodlover #duskwood fanfiction #writing #fanfic #mc x jake #everbyte duskwood #duskwood jake x mc

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world-cinema-research · 1 year

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Week 4, Young Frankenstein

For week 4, the choice was Young Frankenstein. With names like Gene Wilder and Mel Brooks, my expectation was nonstop jokes and, for the most part, the film delivered on that. However, the way the jokes are presented, along with the story and structure of the film, made it much more than just a comedy. Almost every review I read focused on the comedic side of the film, which is fair considering that's what the film is going for itself. The exception happens after the jokes as the film pushes through with the story.

Taking place decades after the events in the original Frankenstein (1931), Dr. Frederick Frankenstein (Gene Wilder), grandson of the original Dr. Frankenstein, wants nothing to do with his grandfather and his infamous experiments, distancing himself however he can while building his own reputation as a neurosurgeon. Inheriting his grandfather’s estate in Transylvania, his interest is piqued and sets off to inspect. In discovering his grandfather’s notes on reanimation, Dr. Frankenstein decides to continue the experiments, assuming the previous doctor’s infamous legacy.

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Two quotes which stuck out most, capturing the film’s mix of comedy and horror were “you just made a yummy sound,” and “ladies and gentlemen, may I present, for your intellectual and philosophical pleasure: The Creature.” With the first quote said by Dr. Frankenstein over dinner, after the failed experiment, mistakenly addressing a grunt from the Creature as Igor’s, Gene Wilder’s nonchalant tone makes the scene and the quote shine. Along with the film’s famous performance of Frankenstein and the Creature following the second quote, both highlight the perfect balance of the seriousness of the original it’s based off and the comedy blended in through jokes and visual gags.

The hybrid of comedy and horror Young Frankenstein presents creates a caricature of the horror genre, especially older films, but does so in a way that embraces and celebrates it as well. I can’t stress enough how going into this film, after reading several reviews about it lauding it as one of the greatest comedies, I was expecting jokes from beginning to end and wondered if there’d be anything deeper to take away from it. To my surprise, the actors and the writing went past my preconceived notions. The acting, in particular, was done quite well. The dialogue was often funny, yes, but the seriousness it was delivered with created an unexpected engagement throughout the film. Though filmed in the 70s, the look and feel was very similar to the original it was emulating. From the costumes, sound, and set designs, the film always felt like a “real” 30s/40’s horror film. Even with all the silly moments, Mel Brooks knew exactly what he was going for: a horror parody full of appreciation for the genre.

This seems to be the consensus among most viewers; from Roger Ebert saying “So the movie is a send-up of a style and not just of the material. It looks right, which makes it funnier. And then, paradoxically, it works on a couple of levels: first as comedy, and then as a weirdly touching story in its own right,” and more recently from Seth Harris praising this admiration and detail in pointing out “they specifically wanted to make a comedy and an authentic tribute to a film from their childhoods that they loved.”

Further focusing on authenticity and quality, another wonderful highlight of the film takes place in the opening credits. Offering special thanks to Kenneth Strickfaden, the lab equipment he built for the Frankenstein was the perfect tie in and an excellent example of the love that went into the making of the Young Frankenstein.

Along with Young Frankenstein subverting the horror genre with its mix of comedy in 1974, Stephen King was also released his debut novel “Carrie” the same year. King, however, doubled down on the genre and the dark aspects bolstering the word “horror,” subsequently revitalizing the genre and marking the beginning of his career.

Ultimately, Young Frankenstein, with a budget of $2.8 million drew in over $86 million, was a commercial success. Much like the original Frankenstein it’s based on, this film is also conventional, especially with the actors in it, Mel Brooks as director, and the happy ending where everyone gets what they want. Regardless, it was a great watch and exceeded my expectations as being much more than a comedy!

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Evie experienced also contemplated telling him about Gideon, but for whatever reason, Evie observed incredibly reluctant in referfing to him and things that she experienced discovered him. It was actually like one thing was revealing her that referfing to nearly anything about Gideon to Claudius or Emperor Belial was going to become a negative strategy. So ultimately she listened to her instincts and only told Claudius about the horror she got. "Thanks a lot, Queen. Now I need to generate a transfer and resume my king. We don't have a lot of time to throw away." "So he actually directed the princess here as he want to defend her, underneath the guise of traveling to her eldest son?" Evie mentioned and whenever Claudius nodded in affirmation, Evie smirked. "Like dad like boy, really." She muttered, trembling her travel as she recollected how Gav always does exactly the same to her even in those days. By using a struggling appearance, Claudius finally spoke. "I don't realize how to thank you enough for showing this, Queen Evielyn," Claudius reported. "This definitely has to reach the king's ear canal at the earliest opportunity. I have to return back now and record this to His Majesty." SPELLBOUND ____ Same goal this calendar month. Top1 in Gold Rating = 10 chaps bulk relieve. ____ ____ "The reality is, Queen Belial obtained finally consented to have the princess vacation here so he could give her away from the Wonderful City for a period of time. The master possessed sensed an unrest stirring up and the man believes that whatever is on its way would be one thing significant. This location where we have been at the moment will be the farthest one from the Wonderful Metropolis and also the Wonderful Metropolis is probably the local cities towards the Abyss of Darkness." Claudius described. "Do you want me to place up a sound shield, my princess?" Claudius required and Evie gifted a simple nod. A small grin curved across those yummy reddish colored mouth of hers. Of course, she fully understood! The truth is, she comprehended it adequately! She recognized the amount they loved each other well as well as that exclusive bond between the two. That has a bothered seem, Claudius finally spoke. "I don't realize how to many thanks enough for exposing this, Queen Evielyn," Claudius claimed. "This definitely needs to get to the king's ear canal right away. I have to return back now and article this to His Majesty." Claudius scraped his brain as he laughed a little sheepishly. "Absolutely not, Princess. I really thought that it wasn't quite the appropriate time in my situation to show up and launch myself for your requirements during those times." His teeth widened. "Of course, you found it necessary to talk with Queen Beatrice very first, right? How could I leap the line?" Section 450 - Biggest Lack of strength "Why? Don't say I have to keep away from referencing my nightmare to her too." Evie was puzzled at why this needs to be maintained a mystery. Chapter 450 - Very best Weak point "Why? Don't inform me I must steer clear of talking about my horror to her far too." Evie was baffled at why this needs to be saved a mystery. "That's correct Princess Evielyn." Very same intention this thirty day period. Top1 in Golden Search engine ranking = 10 chaps mass generate. An extensive silence passed on by as Evie let Claudius approach every little thing he had just been told. Evie obtained also considered sharing with him about Gideon, but for whatever reason, Evie observed incredibly hesitant in talking about him and the things that she experienced heard about him. It was just like a little something was sharing with her that referencing nearly anything about Gideon to Claudius or Queen Belial would be a undesirable plan. So all things considered she listened to her intuition simply shared with Claudius about the problem she got. "I realize, Claudius. I am going to do my most effective not to imply anything to her." Evie claimed and Claudius flashed a happy grin before bowing very low to her. Claudius damaged his top of your head when he laughed just a little sheepishly. "Of course not, Queen. I really believed it wasn't quite the best time for me personally to show up and create myself for you during those times." His laugh increased. "After all, you had to meet with Princess Beatrice initially, correct? How could I bounce the queue?" Claudius damaged his mind while he laughed a little sheepishly. "Absolutely not, Queen. I really believed it wasn't quite the ideal time in my situation to exhibit up and bring in myself for you during those times." His teeth widened. "After all, you had to talk to Queen Beatrice first, proper? How could I bounce the line?" 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"I needed a terrible nightmare…" She explained to him anything that she found in their own desire. She recognized from knowledge until this person was another person she could fully have faith in. And she also recognized Ruler Belial trusted him. Consequently, he could are the messenger to produce this important subject directly on the king. "That's appropriate Princess Evielyn." "Do you really need me to put up a sound boundary, my princess?" Claudius questioned and Evie presented a brief nod. the shaganappi Evie creased her brows. "Wait around, you don't want me to determine this to Queen Beatrice?"

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vinnie hacker smut - birthday present -

hi besties - this was a request, its honestly not that long but hope yall enjoy :)

warning: smut 18+

“We’re about to sing happy birthday and do the cake,” Tana shouted to you as you just took a shot with Vinnie, Ben and a few others. You cringe and quickly shove the lime in your mouth as you look over at Vinnie who took it like a champ. He leaned over wrapping one arm around your waist taking the lime out of your mouth with his teeth and threw it kissing you deeply, you grinned kissing him back.

“Alright you two,” Tana yelled, grabbing Vinnie, “Lets go birthday boy,” she laughed, pulling him away as he pouted jokingly. You follow him and everyone else outside as they gather around to sing happy birthday to him. You couldn't keep your eyes off of each other causing you both to smile. His mom came behind you hugging you tightly as everyone began singing. You and Maria had a good relationship which made you glad, but you were pretty drunk right now and hoped she didn't notice.

Minutes later the cake came flying at Vinnies face causing everyone to laugh as you waited for the crowd to calm down so you could make your way to him.

“Well don't you look yummy,” You giggled, taking some icing off his face with your finger sticking it into your mouth as he watched in awe.

“I cant wait till we’re alone,” He placed his hand on your hip pulling you in close to whisper in your ear.

“Me too, I have one hell of a birthday present,” you whispered back, slightly biting your lower lip causing his hand around your hip to tighten.

“Oh yea?” He swallowed hard at your words as his eyes fell to your lips, he leaned in to kiss you but you placed your hand on his chest holding him back.

“Not with all that cake all over you,” You laughed, shaking your head. “Lets go get you cleaned up,” you took his hand as he followed into the kitchen area where you found a towel to clean his face up.

“Can I kiss you now?” He whined playing with the hem of your dress as you giggled nodding. He was such a baby when he was drunk but you loved it. He places both hands on your waist pulling you in as you wrapped your arms around his neck, his lips crashing onto yours tasting like tequila and icing.

Some people whistled and shouted things causing you both to laugh and pull away as you buried your face in Vinnies neck in embarrassment, he hugged you tightly.

“Vinnie, we’re going to head out, I think your dad is done for the night,” Maria came up to us laughing.

“Well I'm just glad he had a good time,” Vinnie chuckled, pulling out his phone calling an uber for his parents. You pulled away from him so he could hug his mom goodbye and you did as well.

“Let me know when you two get to the Airbnb,” He nodded at her as she walked off.

“Should we call it a night too?” Vinnie turned to you searching your eyes for an answer. You nodded, taking his hand as the both of you walked around saying bye and thank you to a few people before hopping in an Uber back to the Hype house.

The ride was quiet and tense as Vinnies hand rested on your thigh grazing it softly with his thumb. You pressed your thighs together at the feeling that crept at your core causing him to slightly smirk.

“The things I’m going to do to you tonight,” He leaned in to whisper against your ear in a husky tone, giving you chills down your spine, you attempted to hold back a moan, squeezing your legs even tighter.

The uber finally pulled up to the house letting you both out as Vinnie quickly grabbed your hand walking inside with you slamming the door. The house was quiet and empty since everyone was still at the party. Vinnie shoved you pressing your back to the door as one hand grabbed your throat and the other gripped your hip as his lips attacked you in a deep kiss.

You moaned softly kissing him back as your hands gripped his shirt pulling him even closer. Your tongue slid at his bottom lip slowly entering the kiss as it met his, causing him to groan softly. The kiss was hot and heavy before he began to kiss down your jawline and onto your neck all over.

“Vin,” you said breathlessly into his ear as he sucked at your neck “We can't do this here,” your hand dove into his curls gripping it slightly as his hand around your throat slid down to massage your left breast through your dress softly causing you to let out a groan. He nodded a bit before bending down to pick you up from behind your thighs as you wrapped your legs around his waist. He carried you up the stairs and down to his bedroom as you held onto him tightly.

He entered the door swinging the door closed behind and walking over to throw you on the bed. You laughed softly as your body hit the bed, he smiled leaning down to hover over you as you held yourself up with your elbows.

“Wait,” you said quietly as he got ready to kiss you once again, he looked at you curiously.

“My present, remember?” You looked up at him deviously and smiled, “Give me your phone,” You extend your hand waiting. He cocked his head to the side confused as he pulled out his cellphone from his back pocket placing it in your hand. You opened up his camera app and set it to video, handing it back to him as his eyes looked at the phone and then met yours.

“Are you serious?” He bit his lower lip studying your eyes. “I thought you said we’d never,”

“Happy birthday baby,” you smiled at him leaning up to kiss him as he kissed you back deeply “I trust you,” you said softly against his lips.

“I’m so in love with you right now,” He groaned softly against your lips and pulled away, going to set the phone at a good angle of the bed. “The amount of times I'm going to re-watch this,” He chuckled as you got up to stand at the edge of the bed waiting for him.

“Perfect,” He said quietly before looking up at you, seeing you standing there waiting for him with your hands crossed behind your back. He smirked and ran his thumb across his lower lip checking you out.

“What?” You smiled at him as he slowly made his way to you.

“You’re just so damn sexy,” He stood in front of you as one hand slid into your hair pulling you in for a rough kiss. “All mine,” He whispered against your lips before kissing you again and you nodded, kissing him back as your hands rested on his chest. Both his hands swiftly moved to the straps of your dress as he pulled them off letting it slip off your body to the ground leaving you in your black lace thong. He pulled away to eye your body as he grew harder by the second.

“I’m obsessed with you,” He growled in a husky tone as he attacked your lips once again wrapping his arms around you inching you back closer to the bed. You reached for his shirt to pull it off breaking the kiss for a brief moment before sliding your tongue into it. You hit the bed laying down on it as Vinnie hovered over you kissing from your lips down your neck trailing down your stomach to the top of your underwear. You watch him as your teeth sink into your lower lip in anticipation.

He pulls your thighs even more apart as he kisses the inner part of each one causing you to moan softly. Your hand sinks into his curls pulling his head forward waiting.

“Patience baby,” He whispered against your thigh, giving you goosebumps all over, you groaned softly feeling yourself grow even more wet, you were sure it was visible through your underwear.

He kissed back up to your stomach before taking the edge of your thong with his teeth and pulling it off. You watched him as he then lifted both your thighs to his shoulders and kissed up your left one reaching your heat.

“Vin,” you whined as your hand gripped his hair pushing him forward again as he chuckled softly at your impatience. His tongue darted in and slid up and down your pussy causing you to moan as you automatically arch your back off the bed at the feeling.

“Oh my,” you say breathless as your hand grips his hair tighter. His tongue tastes you all over before stopping at your clit massaging it with his tongue, slowly sucking at it for a few seconds before going back down to thrust it in and out. Your eyes roll back in pleasure at the feeling as he holds your thighs down.

“Right there,” you moan as your free hand grips the bed sheets. His tongue trails up back to your clit sucking at it and flicking it as he moves one hand to insert two fingers into you thrusting them in a steady pace.

“Faster Vin,” you whine as he obeys thrusting his fingers harder and faster into you as his tongue works on your clit. You could feel the knot in your stomach form as your toes curled at the pleasure. He could feel your walls slowly begin to tighten around his fingers as he curled them in an attempt to find your g-spot.

“Vinnie,” you scream loudly trying to push his head away at the overwhelming pleasure as he hits it over and over. He grips you even tighter and doesnt stop until your climax takes over and you spill into his mouth. He licks you up pulling his fingers away as you ride out your high.

“Good girl,” He kisses your inner thigh again before hovering over you once more and kisses your lips deeply, you kiss him back wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him closer.

“Your turn,” you pull away to whisper against his lips, giving him a smirk as you slightly push him up off you. He bites his lower lip and stands at the edge of the bed as you get on your knees in front of him reaching up to pull his shorts off along with his boxers letting his rock hard dick spring out hitting his upper stomach. He lets out a soft groan at the feeling as you lick your lips ready to take him. He sits at the edge of the bed and watches you get closer in between his thighs.

You take him in your hand and slowly begin to stroke him before leaning in and letting your tongue lick his pre-cum.

“Fuck,” He says lowly and groans at the feeling not tearing his eyes away from you as you lock eyes with his before slowly taking him into your mouth. He bites his lower lip and lets out a moan as your mouth begins to bob up and down his length and your hand strokes the remaining.

“Show me what that mouth can do baby,” his hand enters your hair stroking at it as you let your tongue slide all over his length before attempting to take more of him in causing him to groan.

“Such a slut for this dick huh,” He growls as his hand grips tight into your hair pushing you a bit further down as he hits the back of your throat. You slightly gag but keep going, adjusting as your hand continues to stroke.

“My good little whore,” He moans as he can feel himself deep in your throat. You begin to hum sending vibrations through his length causing him to twitch in your mouth. You give his tip some extra attention before taking him whole back into your mouth.

“Baby Im about to--” His knees buck up as his grip tightens on your hair, he groans loudly holding your head down on his length as he cums deep into your throat. He lets you go slowly riding out his high as you swallow his load, licking your lips.

Vinnie reaches his hand to grip your throat pulling you in as he attacks your lips. You moan softly into the kiss as he pulls away.

“I need to be deep inside you already or I’m going to lose it,” He growls against your lips, lifting you up and throwing you back on the bed before glancing back at the camera to make sure the angle is good. You bite your lower lip waiting as you press your thighs together in anticipation. He kicks off his shoes and shorts before grabbing your legs and shoving them apart, pushing your thighs against your chest giving him all the access he needs.

He grabs his dick and rubs it teasingly against you causing you to whine before thrusting it hard into you causing him to groan.

“Fuck, Vin” you moan loudly feeling him deep in your stomach as he thrusts in and out of you at a hard and fast pace pushing your thighs further up.

“Holy shit, you feel so good,” He bites his lower lip fucking into you as he watches your breasts bounce with each thrust. He moves one hand around your throat once again leaning down to meet your lips kissing you roughly as you grab the back of his head kissing him back. He sucks at your bottom lip softly before pulling it and letting it go.

“Open,” He uses his free hand to run his thumb across your lower lip before shoving it into your mouth, parting it. He locks eyes with yours as he spits into your mouth and watches you swallow.

“Good fucking girl,” He groans moving his hand down to your clit rubbing it in slow circles as his thrusts don't stop.

“Yes, right there” you moan as your mouth falls open at the feeling letting your eyes roll back in pleasure. “Show them how good you fuck me, Vin” After a few seconds you feel him pull out and flip you over so you lay on your stomach, he pulls your hips up giving your ass a hard smack before slamming back into you from behind causing your back to arch at the feeling.

“I'm so close baby,” He gripped your hips hard as he fucked faster into you before moving one hand around your throat from the front and the other gripping your hair. Your back pressed to his chest now as you felt the tight knot form in your stomach.

“D-Don't stop,” you whined pushing yourself to meet his hips taking him in deeper. You could feel his dick begin to stiffen and twitch inside of you.

“Cum for daddy baby,” He growls into your ear breathless as he moves his hand out of your hair and in front of you to rub your clit once more causing you to lose it. You moan loudly as your climax takes over gripping onto him from behind you as he thrusts in a few more times and stills cumming deep inside you as you both collapse on the bed.

“Fuck,” He slowly pulls out of you getting up to grab a towel as you lay there trying to come down from your high. He cleans you up before leaning over to kiss your forehead softly causing you to smile before he walks over to the phone to stop recording.

“Think we gave them a good show?” you laugh softly before slowly getting up to use the bathroom, limping over there, your legs feeling like jell-o.

“By the way you're walking, I think so,” He chuckles, laying on the bed waiting for you.

“Fuck off,” you limp back out and make your way to the bed crawling on it as he pulls you on top of his chest covering you both with the covers. You cuddle on him and lay your head on his chest as you kiss it softly and he wraps his arms around you.

“Best present ever,” He kisses the top of your head as you smile.

“Let's watch it later?” You look up at him as he grins back at you.

“If we watch it you better be prepared for another round,” He chuckles softly.

“I can take it,” you smirk at him and kiss his lips softly.

“Oh I know you can and you will,” He kisses you again “Hope you’re prepared to not walk for a few days,”

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strangelysamantha · 3 years

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crumbled cookies ☆

jj maybank x plus!reader (fem!reader)

warnings: abuse/hitting, hate speech, fat shaming, bullying, insecurities, swearing, fighting, jj’s dad, luke (yikes!) mad jj, mention of pills.

words: 3,365.

summary: you decide it would be a good surprise to stop by jjs house quickly to drop off some of your homemade cookies, since you believe he isn’t feeling the best. then, unexpectedly jj's dad comes home with an unwelcoming embrace, which ruins the surprise.

request? nope, but requests are open :)

a/n: i randomly thought about this, i obviously don’t believe that us plus size baddies should ever be insecure, but i thought it would be a nice little angst imagine with fluff at the end! if you could, please comment and like if you enjoyed it, thank you! after i write a few requests i will proofread my stories :)

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jj hadn’t answered any of your texts, usually this would worry you, but you understood that sometimes he just needed some space to be alone. you surprisingly were used to this because he always disappeared, and if he genuinely needed you, he knew where to find you. it also wasn’t bothering you because he had only been MIA for a few hours.

you, assuming that jj was just overwhelmed, decided to stay home and bake homemade cookies. jj always complimented your cookies, he loved taste testing them, and more importantly, he loved how you put so much effort into making them perfect, even if you were only making the cookies for him. jj wouldn’t admit it, but he definitely didn’t see you as just a friend. he didn’t know how he viewed you. he was too confused for his own good with his emotions. all he did know was that he depended on you, and that he never wanted to lose you. it would ruin him, especially if he had done something to intentionally lose and hurt you.

you preheated the oven, excited to use a new cookie flavor for jj. you danced lightly to the music playing in the background of your kitchen, softly humming along as you gathered the dry ingredients, mixing them together. it was a fun little game you guys played, where he’d try and guess what extra ingredients you added that affected the cookie's flavor. he almost always got it wrong, but he was so cute sitting there always trying to guess it right, when he didn’t even know that much about cooking anyway.

unbeknownst to you, you were completely unaware of his feelings, despite the same feelings bubbling in your heart too. jj was your best buddy, and obviously you guys had flirtatious banter but it was nothing too serious. it didn’t help that every girl jj had a one night stand with, was the complete opposite of you. how could he like you, when every girl he fucks was not only skinny, but also rich, and mysterious?

pope wasn’t on your side either. he would always express how nauseated he felt when jj would jokingly flirt with you, and openly play with your feelings. he was quite vocal in scolding you when you would tell him that jj blew you off, or jj had pissed you off. deep down you did agree with pope, he wasn’t wrong.

a beep was heard from the oven as it was fully preheated. you had fully completed the cookie dough, now adding the most important ingredients. you decided to be nicer, and chose an easier flavor for jj to guess. you did this just in case something was seriously wrong he could at least be lifted up for guessing it right. m&ms and hershey’s kisses would be mixed together, creating a chocolate m&m hershey cookie, with added caramel on top. you quickly evenly separate the dough, before placing it in the oven waiting for it to rise.

the timer in the kitchen went off as you pulled the cookies out of the oven, careful to not burn yourself. you stick a knife into the cookie to ensure it was fully cooked before smiling contently to yourself. you let them cool off as you got dressed and prepared to go to jjs house.

you added caramel before sliding four cookies into a ziplock baggie. the cute baggy had a drawn on heart and a nice message for him. you didn’t expect to stay long, and you honestly didn’t even know if he would be home.

when you arrived to jjs house it looked vacant and abandoned. the nerves finally catching up to you as you realize he hasn’t talked to you all day. you knock on the front door, waiting for a response but you are left standing there waiting. you frown before hesitatingly walking down the steps. you look up when you hear a car approach, and a glimmer of hope flashes your mind as you thought it was jj, but instead it was his dad.

your heart was beating fast, and you didn’t know what to do. you waited to see if luke would talk but he just looked at you confused, and obviously annoyed. you shook your head quickly, “i’m so sorry, i was just going to drop these off for jj, but he’s not here so i’ll be on my way.” you smile softly, and start to walk away but his strong arms grab yours. you’re startled since his reaching for your elbow was quite unexpected.

“well you are already here. might as well get it over with.” his voice was unrecognizable as his emotions weren’t clear. you nod shyly. “no really i don’t want to inconvenience you, i can come at another time.” he shakes his head before walking to his door, opening it as the door loosely opens entirely, hitting against the wall to its side. you walk behind him being extra cautious in case he tries to grab you again.

you walk straight to the kitchen to set the bag of cookies on the counter, which was no use since right when you placed the bag, luke had scooped it into his hand reading the note. “oh, so you are the one dating my son?” your face twists in confusion. “no, no. jj and i are just friends.” you laugh awkwardly, swaying from feet to feet. the floors creak beneath you causing you to stop shaking back and forth. “okay good.” his eyes look up and down your figure as his mouth forms into a line. “i wouldn’t want him dating someone like… you.” his words hurt, but you didn’t want to break down in front of him.

you feel uncomfortable under his intense stare so you hurried to put an end to the conversation. “uhm. okay, welll thank you for letting me drop them off, i appreciate it mr. maybank.” you nod softly before he states, “no.” you turn over to him, “no?” you repeat as more of a question. your patience wears thin as you notice the cookies are still in his hand, and he is carefully undoing the ziplock that concealed the cookies.

he pulled a cookie out, before admiring it closely. “chocolate chip m&m caramel cookie. very yummy, very good choice.” you avoid eye contact, trying to focus on anything else displayed in the room. “and it’s still warm.” he stares at you as he takes a bite of the cookie, its crumbs slowly falling from where he sunk his teeth in. “it’s quite good.” you smile softly, “thank you… but-.” he cuts you off completely. “of course you, of all people, would be bringing him cookies. i’m not surprised, i can see you are trying to fatten my son.” his words stung you because this wasn’t what you were expecting. his father seemed intoxicated, and before you could leave it seemed like he still had stuff to say to you.

“yes the cookies are good, but they don’t excuse you for lying to my face. you are just like my ex wife… lying, scheming, going behind my back, but still creating delicious snacks.” you stumble back a little, as shock sets over you. “how did i lie?” you ask, quite confused as you hadn’t even talked to him that much. “i know you’re dating jj! i see his hickies i see that when he leaves this house it’s always to meet with your fat ass.” his words hold no meaning, he was just a lousy drunk taking his anger out on the closest thing to him. you stayed silent, when he suddenly shook his head before grabbing the rest of the cookies and throwing them on the floor, jumping on the bag, completely squishing them.

the once yummy cookies, now downgraded into a small pitiful pile that was brutally smeared against the kitchen's tile. your heart speeds up as his eyes are focused on yours, as if trying to read your emotions. “i’m sorry, but i’m not sure what i did to deserve you ruining my cookies?” your tone comes out sassier than intended which definitely didn’t help your case.

“pick it up.” he threw paper towels towards you, as he waited patiently for you to clean up his mess. you silently obeyed scooping your mutated bakery treat up. you got most of it cleaned, but you ran out of napkins. you bite your lip trying to think of a quick solution to finish picking it up so you could possibly leave, but it’s too late because he’s already grabbing your arm forcing you up. tears stream down your face, while you contemplate your choices.

before you could even register what had just happened, his hand had collided with your cheek, as he screams hurtful comments. “you are good for nothing. i honestly hope that jj didn’t choose you, because if he did, that would make him an embarrassment to this family.” he pushes you to the floor, and you quickly try to stand up so you can leave. you hurry to the door, but he catches you before you could get in your car and drive away.

“you can't tell anyone about this. i swear if you tell anyone...” his tone is laced with venom and your face scrunches up in confusion. “dont act stupid! god this is why people treat you the way they do.” you look at him one last time before he sends a fast fist to your face, that hits the side of your nose, and your eye. your face begins to pulse as the blood rushes to the quick forming bruise. you couldn't think straight as everything had happened so fast. all you wanted to do was drop off cookies, but somehow you were now being punished just because you resembled this man's wife. your breath is shaky as your tears are starting to slow down, but they are still evident on your cheeks.

jj’s dad stumbled backwards as if he had finally realized what he had done, before he eventually collapsed on the couch and fell asleep. as he landed on the couch, multiple loose pills fell from his pockets ensuring you that he wasn't mentally in the right place, and he was very obviously intoxicated.

you avoided jj at all costs, which was actually easy since he hadn't even contacted you. you were dreading his routine appearance that was bound to happen soon. you knew it was inevitable, he hasn't missed a nightly check in once, and you had been doing it for months. when you first met the pogues you were slightly scared since you were new in town and you didn't have any friends. so, jj took you under his wing. he quickly became protective over you, which is why he created this elaborate plan to sneak into your bedroom before bed every night. whether it was to just chat, talk about your day, or even just cuddle. you could always expect him at your window at around the same time every night.

usually you would confide in jj, ask for his advice. granted his advice isn't the greatest but it does help that he listens to your problems. not tonight. that wasn't the case. if anything, you wholeheartedly hoped that he would forget, or he would be too busy. he hadn't seen you since before your whole encounter with his father. you wondered if his father had told jj about what he did, and if he did, how did jj react?

you glance at the clock noticing that in the next ten minutes jj would be climbing his way into your window. your body was shaking with nerves as you glanced in the mirror. your black eye was a dead give away that something had happened. could you even tell him the truth? what if you lied, and then he called you out on it saying he already knew about it because his father told him. you contemplated every outcome of the future event that you weren't even ready when he slightly tapped your window. you quickly pulled on sunglasses that easily blocked your eye.

you smile widely, sliding your window up as he gracefully lands on your floor without making a noise, a talent he had perfected. “hey princess!” he has a huge grin on his face, his goofy smile is reason enough as to why you can't break the news to him about what his father did. “hi!” jj pulls you into a hug and you gladly take it. you wrap your arms tightly around his abdomen, as his arms are rubbing your hips. the hug ends and he slowly pulls away, his hands lingering on your hips before he grabs your hand to move to the bed. “do you want to be the big spoon or the little spoon?” jj asked. you waited, contemplating your choices. “either way is fine, you can choose.” you smile as he immediately gets into the little spoon position.

“hey i forgot to ask you why you are wearing those stupid glasses inside.” he laughs lightly as he reaches for them and you completely jump off the bed, scared he actually grabbed them in time. luckily, you were fast enough and the glasses were still settled on your face. “i have a horrible headache, that's all.” you nodded as his face slowly fell, he stood up, moving to sit on the edge of your bed. he glanced up at you. “we can turn the lights off so it isn't as bright in your room.” you shook your head at his compromise. “princess, i need to see your pretty face before i can declare that you are okay.” you hesitated, trying to piece together a quick story that you could tell him to explain how you wounded up with a gruesome bruise. he wasn't going to leave unless he knew you were okay.

he watched you intently, trying to see what you were hiding. “before i show you please promise me you won't freak out.” you reach for his hands and he grabs them in return, slowly nodding. “no, that's not going to count. please tell me that you won't be angry at me.” his heart swiveled up inside his chest as he heard that you thought he would be mad at you. “i promise that whatever you are about to tell me won't make me upset, and that i could never stay mad at you.” you nodded to his words. “okay so you know what you just said?” he tilted his head confused, “yeah?” you breathe in, trying to calm your nerves. “remember that.”

you hesitantly reach your arm up to expose your once hidden eyes. at first it doesn't register so he stares at you blankly. but the moment he saw it, he was already standing up, and freaking out. “hey you said you wouldn't be mad!” he ran fingers through his blonde hair, his eyes wide. “what the fuck…? i said i wouldn't be mad if YOU did something, i never said anything about not getting mad when it involves someone else!” he looks back at you and immediately investigates your eye. his jaw clenched as he looked above you, his hand gripping your chin. “who the fuck did this to you?” you stayed quiet, until he looked down at you waiting for an answer.

silence fills the room leaving it eerily silent. “i can't tell you jj,” he laughs, shaking his head, “that's a funny joke, now tell me what happened and who the fuck hit you?” you looked away. “jj there's nothing you can do.” he followed along with your shenanigans. “and why is that?” you couldn't look at him so you looked at the floor. your silence was only making him more worried. “who was it actually? who are you protecting!?” he was getting frustrated. “fine. i'll tell you, only because i know you'll find out sooner or later.” he pulled you onto his lap, one hand holding your thigh, while the other grabbed your curvy hip. you took a deep breath before continuing. “okay. earlier today i baked you cookies and i stopped by your house so i could drop them off. but your dad was there, and i was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. it was my fault. okay?”

he shook his head, his grip on your thigh tightening. “you're telling me that my father gave you a black eye?” his tone was shockingly low as he absorbed every word you said. “yes. and he stomped on the cookies i made you.” his chest started heaving. “i fucking hate him! everything in my life he has to ruin. you, you mean so fucking much to me, and he’s over here throwing punches at you!” you stayed quiet. “jj?” he looked down at you, trying not to get too worked up because the last thing he wanted to do was scare you, “yes princess?” you hesitated with what you were going to say. you leaned your head to rest onto his shoulder.

“i- okay, i really appreciate you, but i can't have you getting hurt because of me. you're not my boyfriend, and you don't have to protect me anymore. i know you feel obligated with that pact we made when i first moved here, but you don't have to inconvenience yourself by coming over here every night, or by fighting people who harass me, or anything. jj, i feel so bad that you are roped into this position because i never intended for this to happen.” he stays silent, “no way am i leaving you. princess, please throw that thought away right now. i’m here for you always. and i am going to continue to protect you because even if i'm not your boyfriend, that doesn't mean i don't want you safe.”

you are so stunned by his response that your breath gets caught in your throat. “what do you mean?” he smiles looking down, his hands finding themselves comfortable around your hips. “what i'm saying is, that i do want to be your boyfriend. i want people to know how much you mean to me, and i want the whole world to be jealous that i have you, and they can't have you. i want to be the one who protects you. so, if you'd want me too, i'd love to be your boyfriend, if not that is completely okay.” you stared at him, “jj, you'll never know how long i've wanted to do this.” he looks at you confused before your lips connect to his. you run your hand through his hair, while the other hand is sitting on his jaw. his hands hungrily grasp your hips as he pulls you closer to enhance the kiss. you both pull away, smiling.

you asked jj to spend the night with you. he agreed, which resulted in him laying on his back as your head lay still on his chest. one of his hands was always touching you, so he could ensure you weren't going to go anywhere. as you slowly fell asleep beside him, he started to think about what his father had done. with anger clouding his better judgement, he stealthily slipped out your grasp, and climbed out your window, set to fulfil the goal in his head.

eek i hope this was good <333. perhaps a part two...???

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ptergwen · 3 years

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I think your requests are open (I didn’t see anything that said otherwise but I suck at this app lol) but I was wondering if you could write a peter x reader (likely college-age) where they have an academic rivalry and just tease each other a lot and lots of fluff and shit? It can be an established relationship or like a friends/rivals to lovers or really whatever you want. Sorry if this is super specific! Anyways, I love your writing, it always cheers me up :)

friends close, enemies closer

ik this is cherry BUT i had to

w/c: 1.6k

warnings: swearing and hints of suggestiveness

a/n: thank you my love ! i’m actually obsessed with this concept so i’m super super happy with how it came out n i hope you are too :,)

you wipe sweat from your upper lip, peeking at peter’s laptop screen. he’s more than halfway through the paper your english professor tasked your class to write. he looks to have not a worry in the world as he continues to type away. growling at this, you dive right back into work.

you’ve been at each other’s throats since the beginning of classes when you both wanted the same spot. first row, middle seat. peter had officially claimed it in the end. you’d flopped down next to him and his irritating smirk.

the dude is smart, you’ll give him that. his knowledge of literature is almost as impressive as yours. almost. he raises his hand any chance he gets, effectively stealing your thunder if you dare to participate.

peter is also a bit of a people pleaser. he’ll chat up your professor at office hours, fascinate her with his hot takes on things or stupid anecdotes. you often get so annoyed that you bail before you even attempt to woo her yourself. the sight of you storming off is something peter thoroughly enjoys.

bottom line is, golden boy peter parker never loses. underneath the sweet, innocent persona he hides behind is a ruthless fighter. you’re determined to end his winning streak, thus sparking your ongoing competition to be better than the other in every way possible.

this time, your goal is to meet your ten page paper requirements the fastest. they aren’t due for weeks, but you and peter are banging them out in one sitting.

you’re hauled up in the campus library, sat side by side despite your wishes for peter to get his own table. he’d insisted on sharing with you. why, you haven’t a clue. you can’t stand him, and he isn’t the fondest of you either.

that’s what you tell yourselves, at least.

“progress report?” peter requests from you. “page three. you?” you grunt back. he props his feet up on the table, arms flexed behind his head. “finishing up page seven. you already knew that, though... creeper.”

god, you can hear the shit-eating grin in his voice.

you glance over at peter, doing your best to ignore how his biceps bulge under his hoodie. nerdy little parker is ripped.

“worry about yours, i’ll worry about mine. thanks.” you reread the sentence you wrote prior to peter’s chiseled body distracting you. “oh, the irony,” he sighs and nudges the edge of your laptop with his sneaker. scowling, you shift the screen away from him.

about a minute of silence goes by until it’s unfortunately filled by peter. he stretches his arms out, finally removing his dirty shoes from the table.

“i’m gonna take five. maybe, you could use it as an opportunity to catch up to me,” peter cockily suggests. “spare me your charity, peter. i’m doing just fine without it,” you retort, letting out a scoff. peter raises his hands in defense. “if you say so, princess.”

here you were, naively thinking peter couldn’t become any more insufferable than he already is.

you slam your laptop shut and jab a finger at his chest. “jesus christ, how many times do i have to ask you not to call me that?” a patronizing pout adorns peter’s lips. “aw, i love it when you get all bossy on me. so cute.”

he grabs your hand still on his chest, pressing a light kiss to the back of it. you’re quick to wipe it off on his hoodie. nevertheless, there’s an undeniable heat rushing to your cheeks.

“well, i hate it when you call me princess,” you deadpan. peter tilts his head to the side. “do you?”

of course not. deep down, you live for the fuzzy feeling you get whenever the nickname slips from his tongue. oh, his tongue and the things it can do. poking out as he focuses hard on a question, running across his pink lips…

you have to reel it in. this is peter parker you’re fantasizing about, your mortal enemy.

“yes. i hate it, and i hate you,” you unsuccessfully convince the both of you. “no, you don’t,” peter rasps, darkened eyes scanning over your features. his stare is intense and intimidating. he grasps your chin between his thumb and index finger, slowly leaning in closer.

he’s not going to stop until you make him. you don’t want to, but you will.

you shove his shoulder, dragging your laptop towards you again. “on second thought, i could use that catch up. you’re not gonna throw me off my game, parker.”

your rejection seems to disappoint peter. his expression matches that of a kicked puppy, brows furrowed and arms crossed over his chest.

“we’ll see,” he murmurs and swings a leg over his chair. “alright, i’m gonna run to the caf. you want anything?”

he’s offering to buy you food now? what’s his angle here?

“i’d say yes, but i’m afraid you’ll poison it somehow,” you half joke. peter hops to his feet. “don’t give me any ideas,” he warns, snatching his backpack off the floor. “i’ll just surprise you.”

although you’re curious what his mystery snack choice for you would be, you can’t accept. you’d be going against your entire dynamic.

would that be so terrible?

absolutely.

you wave him off towards the double doors. “i’m good, peter. really. i’m not that hungry, anyway.” shaking his head, peter throws a backpack strap onto one shoulder. “y/n, your stomach’s been grumbling for the last hour. you gotta eat.”

he’s not wrong. you’re starving, but you’ve been too preoccupied by your essay to break for dinner.

“fine, surprise me,” you concede. peter flashes you a smile, this one void of its usual condescendence. “i’ll be back. try not to miss me too much,” he calls as he walks backwards to the library doors. “i won’t. shoo already,” you dismiss him, a laugh falling from your lips.

peter winks at you, then disappears into the night. you’re left with a serious case of butterflies and a certain freckle faced know-it-all on your mind.

that’s a problem.

you’ve managed to get another page done when peter reappears. he sits back down and slides a bag across the table, you closing your laptop. you dig into it to figure out what he picked for you. you’re not too pleased with his selection, however.

“oh, yummy. vomit in a cup,” you announce as you hold a green smoothie in your hand. peter reaches over and pats your thigh. “it’s good for you. drink up, princess.” you slap him away. “hard pass. i’d rather you have gotten me nothing.”

narrowing his eyes, peter pulls two cookies wrapped in a napkin from his pocket. “i’m guessing you don’t want these either? more for me, then.”

they’re chocolate chip and m&m, your favorite in the cafeteria. they just came out of the oven, so they’re still warm.

“how… how did you know i…” you trail off, peter setting the cookies in front of you. he offers you a lopsided grin. “i know a lot about you, believe it or not. i pay attention.” you surprise yourself by returning his smile. “thank you, peter. how much do i owe you?”

“nah, it’s on me,” peter assures you. “enjoy.” pushing aside your unappealing drink, you seize the cookies instead. “you have to eat, too. let me at least split these with you.” there’s a beat before peter nods. “fair enough.”

that results in you two munching on your cookies while pretending to write your papers. you’re sneaking glances at each other whenever the other isn’t looking, in reality.

once it’s about time for the library to close, you’re on the verge of passing out. peter is concluding his essay until he hears a thump from your side of the table.

he finds you with your cheek smushed against your keyboard and hitting random letters, snores escaping you.

chuckling to himself, peter places a hand on your shoulder. “hey, y/n?” he speaks in a hushed tone. you awake with a gasp, drool pooling at the corners of your mouth. “easy there, princess. it’s only me.” he rubs circles on your back, and it’s oddly comforting.

“keep doing that,” you purr, momentarily forgetting how much you’re supposed to despise peter. he lets his fingers dance across the exposed skin of your lower back. “we should probably head out. it’s kinda late,” peter decides.

you sit up, bones aching and eyes forced open. “not yet. have to beat you first.” you start to delete the gibberish you accidentally typed. peter cups your cheek to turn your head towards him, your movements halting. “this one’s a tie. you did good, y/n/n,” he coos. “finish the rest another day.”

“why’re you being so nice to me?” you nearly whisper. peter uses his thumb to swipe the drool from your lips. “‘cuz i care about you. i might not show it, but i do,” he admits with the hint of a smile. “besides, i need you… for the, uh, the healthy competition.”

laughing softly, you twist his hoodie strings around your fingers and tug. “your intentions are pure as always. sure that’s all you need me for?” peter’s gaze darts to your lips, then your eyes. “we’ll see,” he repeats.

rivalry be damned.

“mm. i care about you too, parker. thanks again for tonight,” you hum. a blush coats peter’s cheeks, even in the dim library lighting. his sweet and innocent side might truly exist. “no problem.” peter links your pinkie with his, the gesture giving you that fuzzy feeling. “i’ll walk you back to your dorm?”

you lean over and kiss his pinkie intertwined in yours.

“lead the way.”

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sleephyjhs · 3 years

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When You’re Expecting (Taehyung Headcanon)

pairing: taehyung x pregnant!reader

warnings: mention of fertility & pregnancy complications

note: i’ve been craving to write a bts x pregnancy series for a while so here we go !! if there’s a specific member you’d like to see next, shoot me an ask :)

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FINDING OUT

even before finding out you were pregnant, you both had so much love for your child

there was nothing either of you could have wanted more than a baby

it was always at the forefront of your mind how much you wanted a little human of your own

it was approaching a year since you began trying seriously

a few false hopes and two miscarriages later, fertility drugs were looking to improve the chances of conceiving

the raging hormones which came with the drugs were all worth the positive test

early september - sickness had hung around your throat for days

headaches lasted longer than usual, and crying at the most mundane things had become an unwelcome habit

in the bathroom cabinet, you’d collected a small stockpile of electronic and stick pregnancy tests

one of them would eventually show positive, right?

taehyung sat on the bathroom tiles with you

waiting two minutes felt closer to waiting two months

he crossed his legs, bouncing his knees impatiently

your knees came to your chin; high hopes weighed heavily on your heart

the alarm set on his phone beeped quietly

your heartbeat rose suddenly to your throat

taehyung reached out for your hand as you turned to read the results

two blue lines - as clear as day

they became less clear as your eyes coated with thick, salty tears

he began to chuckle as his happiness trickled down his cheeks

“we did it baby! we’re gonna have a baby!” he whispered, choked up by his own anticipation

no words were left swirling in your mind

your jaw hung open as though the hinges were faulty

shakily, you lifted the electronic test to triple check

pregnant.

as you crashed into taehyung’s open arms, memories of the past loomed in your mind

it was only inevitable

a positive test was a familiar joy to you both

however this familiar joy had only ever been followed by crippling devastation

as much as you tried not to think about it, you couldn’t help but retain maternal caution

however, this time also felt different

taehyung’s spirit, your spirit - it was as though fate didn’t want to disappoint you any more

someone out there decided it was finally your time to grow a mini human to bring into the world

of course, no time was wasted in contacting the maternity clinic

seeing your baby on a screen was now a top priority

just to see their little head, maybe even hear their heartbeat

just to know they were okay

just to know you were keeping them cosy and safe, that’s all you needed

taehyung couldn’t hold his excitement

from leaving the house to reaching the hospital, his toothy grin never wiped from his cheeks

he never said anything at the time since his main focus was always on comforting you

but losing his babies near enough tore him apart

even when you tried to comfort him, taehyung restricted himself just to protect your wellbeing

of course, the worse had already crossed his mind

but it wouldn’t get the better of him

it couldn’t.

you soon learned you were already 6 weeks pregnant

the midwife had to point out where your little baby was hanging out; they were such a tiny thing after all

briefly, you took the opportunity to hear their heartbeat

it was faint over the machine, but fast

there really was a life within you.

“there’s something else, if you just look over here...” the midwife prompted, turning the monitor so you could grasp a better view

taehyung leaned slightly over your chest to peer closely at the smaller monochrome screen

with the mouse, she circled a second bean shaped figure

“the fertility drugs increase the chance of twins. looks like you guys got lucky!”

twins. you were having twins.

THE PREGNANCY

like with most pregnancies, you were advised to wait until the 12 week milestone to begin announcing your impending delivery

and even though he understood the importance of patience right now, taehyung could hardly contain his excitement

it didn’t help that a little bump had already begun to grow

keeping a secret was much more difficult when the evidence was near impossible to hide

already, taehyung spent early mornings talking to his little angels

telling them stories he seemingly made up on the spot

or even borrowing some from his own childhood

“you know they can’t hear you yet? it’s about 7 weeks until they’ll be able to, honey.”

“i know, i’m just practising for when they can.”

of course, you wouldn’t admit that you did the same when you were alone

you attended more midwife appointments than other expectant mothers might

the pair of you much preferred being on the safer side

in the car, when on a quieter, less congested road, taehyung often reached over to cradle your still-growing bump with a free hand

you slotted your fingertips between his for additional sappiness

“you two have so many people waiting for you here, hmm? many people are already so in love with you both. me and mummy included.”

on a sleepless night, you’d made a small pact with tae

it was a rash decision, but sincere nonetheless

“no matter what, they are always going to know how wanted they were. always.”

taehyung hardly needed reminding of this, but it was still a weight off your shoulders

as you tried to conceive, the pregnancy diet had already been implemented into your daily routines

however now that you were carrying two precious babies, there really would be no more ‘cheat’ days for you

no more extra half cups of coffee on slower mornings

although you usually took over the role of head chef in the house, taehyung dedicated extra effort into preparing you both healthy and yummy foods

sautéd rice with green vegetables and lean meat/tofu appeared to be his go-to

but you still opted to supervise just in case

finally being able to announce your pregnancy was another heavy weight lifted from your mind

the other members were over the moon for you both

particularly when they reminded themselves of the struggles you had experienced previously

and also remembering the utter devastation of their taehyung when he had to break it to them

all of them kept their eye out for little gifts and outfits

each week, taehyung came home with a new stack of pale rompers or neutral-tones teething toys

these babies would have the best uncles; at least that much you could be certain of

announcing your pregnancy on social media was a looming task, but one he was determined to pull off perfectly

for filler content between schedules, the members had been asked to film a 5 minute vlog of their daily life

well, what a perfect opportunity!

towards the end, taehyung made sure to include some shots of your now protruding bump overlaid with some more vintage camera settings

safe to say, that day you had broken the internet

love, congratulations and blessings poured in from every corner of the earth

a few comments complimenting how much pregnancy suited you touched you especially

self image is commonly effected by the progression of pregnancy, and you were no exception to that

although it was amazing how your body grew and made a little home for your tiny babies, it was still quite strange to see yourself changing so quickly

your favourite clothes didn’t fit around your doubled bump anymore

and your skin seemed to hate sharing nutrients with two extra people

but for the days where you struggled to love yourself, taehyung easily filled in the gaps for you

sneaking up behind you in the bathroom

(although the mirror kinda gave him away)

he’d wrap his arms around your just-moisturised bump and carefully rest his chin on your shoulder

“tell me all your worries honey.”

you gushed over how much you missed wearing your favourite jackets

and how strange it was to look at yourself in such a new and confusing way

“i know it’s normal, and i know i have to do it for them. but i guess it’s just weird - i don’t look like myself anymore”

he sighed and planted a kiss on a spot of bare skin

those small kisses still tickled you like they always had

“well, you definitely look different,”

you really hoped there was a second part to that sentence, mostly for tae’s own good

“but why does that have to be bad? not gonna lie, it actually kinda makes you hotter. maybe we should make babies more often!”

“make~?”

LABOUR AND DELIVERY

originally, you had wanted to try and stick to the natural route for as long as you could

but after a few contractions, that idea was immediately out of the window

to help steady yourself and wait out the pain, you held onto the kitchen island and swayed to your own pace

eventually, taehyung joined you

copying the same movements while timing your contractions

“they really must be desperate to come out, huh?”

“well do you think they could hurry it up a bit?!”

the pair of you had been prepared for this for over a month

the hospital bag was ready by the door with all of your essentials packed tightly inside

not forgetting the pots of instant ramen taehyung insisted he must bring in case of an emergency

just as he was readying to back out of the driveway, taehyung took a mental stock check of everything packed in the back

“do you think we have everything?”

“i love you but stop talking please.”

thankfully, he understood well that the sheer pain made you cranky

so long as he assured himself that it was ‘just the contractions’, he’d be just fine

as much as he couldn’t wait to announce he was about to become a father to everyone, he kept himself grounded when walking you to the maternity ward

one corridor in and you’d suggested that a wheelchair might be a better mode of transport

breathlessness and contractions didn’t sound like a favourable mix to you

the assessment of your fast dilation granted you an immediate spot in the labour ward

you’d picked this suite specially due to its expansive space

the option of a birthing pool was still available if you so needed it, but the mood lighting and access to aromatherapy was what attracted you to the room in the first place

a serene paradise for your angels to be born into

it was perfect

taehyung explored while you adjusted to your new surroundings

of course, it didn’t take him long to find the birthing ball

“what’s the difference between a yoga ball and a birthing ball?”

there obviously was none, but you took a few seconds to try and be smart with him

“well, sit on that and you might have a baby the size of a watermelon come out of you soon.”

taehyung cradled his torso and pulled a shocked expression, which was enough to make you giggle and cause another contraction

less than a few hours passed, and you had already attempted to scream the building down once or twice

“get these babies out of me. no i’m serious, i need them out.”

realising your deadpan expression, taehyung soon attended to you at the head of your bed

stroking your slightly sweaty head and patting a ice cold flannel on your clammy forehead

he braced himself for a crushing hand grip which came about sooner than he’d prepared for

you weren’t the biggest fan of commotion, and so being surrounded by nurses and doctors was close to being your worst nightmare

taehyung focused his voice into your ear, trying to minimise the tension coming from below your pelvis

his motivational words were broken up by short bursts of pushes

many of which were followed by a string of curse words which just slipped out

and then, there it was.

the first piercing cry belted across the room

a tear or two may have happened to slip from your eyes

finally the moment you’d waited for, nearly two years in the making, was here

the first of two, a little girl who already had a head full of the most luscious black hair

taehyung wanted to hold back his happy tears in order to show some kind of strength

but you and him both knew he’d never hold it back for long

within the space of 4 minutes, the second baby was born into the world.

but this time, there was no immediate cry

the whole world seemed to slow down in that moment as you waited

and waited

midwifes gathered around the new infant, looking for any kind of obstruction

but, soon enough, your son said his first hello to the world

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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months

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Hey man, its me again~

(If i may overwhelm you or anything just say so, i sometimes dont understand the limits of being too annoying)

So. Hehm. I got covid. And. I was sick for a few weeks but then yesterday it became very, very bad(i presume because of stress and overexaustion, as well as due to not taking care of myself properly..) to the point of not being able to hold a bottle. I felt kinda horrible, but until night that was only the start. I could only lay in bed, overheated, and ended up falling asleep midday and having hallucinations/nightmares at night. I woke up in tears after a supposedly silly goofy dream(caine×kinger (i just knew they were a couple) arguing, well, more like kinger being very, very mad for some reason and caine looking at him with his pathetic sad eyes while trying to argue back/explain himself. Also there was zooble looking all smug at The Camera like in Office in a way only an asshole weedsmoker would do, all relaxed. Oh also it was a Zombie Apocalypse au and kinger just had a big booty for no reason) and hyperventilating, it was horrifying for some reason(maybe because i love the guys... royalteeth<3). I was Very Delirious.(i am a bit better after finally being taken seriously and given medication after

Anyway i said all this only for you to know about the dream, i liked it very much in the end, yummy angst.

So i was wondering, maaay i please req a worried itward trying to force sick!reader to go to bed but they bluntly refuse because "I have WORK to do and people to TAKE CARE of! I don't care, am just.. a little under the weather, yes, but its nothing a warm tea later wont fix. So i need to- no, i am perfecty capeable-" <- said before falling over a coffe table half dressed, almost landing on Mr. Midnights fluffy butt. When they finally give in they're kinda clingy and a bit whiny("..do you still love me?"; *stumbles out of the room to get to itward who decided to get them some tea, scaring him shitless in the process* "can we hold hands? Please")

(The dream and other info has nothing to really do with the request and has no purpose but to tell you abt the silly scenario, you can just disregard it. Anyway i'm going to sleep good noight!!♡♡♡)

Itward x sick!stubborn!Reader!

IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LOKG TO GET TO THIS SOBS

That said I hope youre feeling better man :( sickness sucks!! I hate sickness!! Beats up the sickness!!!

Also I know I already said this when you checked your request status, but you're not overwhelming me or annoying me!! Get down with the silliness!!

Also look at this goofball, how he almost falls

Loser

(Gently holds)

I think that he would treat most sicknesses on the same level of seriousness; like sure he wouldn't panic if you had a simple fever or cold.. but he's going to be firm on you not overworking yourself

In fact its likely that he will bar you from chores and work for at least an entire day after all your symptoms die down

Very quickly notices that something is wrong with you. I mean itward looks over a bunch of kids and kids get sick all the time, so I think he can see the signs even before you're fully ill

Asks you if anything is wrong and offers to do some of your chores around the ship (and that's assuming he even assigned you any) as well as offer to run the errands you needed to do that day

Gentle but firm when talking to you and trying to keep you in bed

Like gently pushing you back into bed and covering you up in a blanket or two

"Yes yes, I know dear that you've got work to do... but please, I need you to rest... can you do that for me?" And other similar pleas

Hes making you soup when you wobble in and ask if hes mad at you; because his tone sounded a little stressed when he last talked to you

He cant even answer before you face plant onto the floor of the ship...

Immediately rushes to your side; which likely only takes about two steps for him thanks to his long legs.. scoops you up and just

In this gentle quiet voice reassures you that hes not angry. A little stressed out for you, but not angry

Key words, "for you", not "by you"

I would say for comic value he would tie you to bed, but I feel even itward wouldnt go down to those extremes (and this man can get a little silly. I mean he literally locked Fran in a room so he could make her a surprise birthday party. Itward can get a little intense, I think)

No instead I think he would just stick by your side to ensure you're actually resting

One of admin favorite tropes; character b is sick/very tired and in bed, character a who just put them to bed goes to leave only for b to grab their sleeve/hand/arm/whatever to stop them and just. "Plesse stay"

That happens with you two, I think

And most likely, if itward doesn't have anything super time sensitive or important to do, he will stay with you

Besides, hes a skeleton from another reality. What are the chances that a human sickness can spread to him?

Well that's assuming it's a sickness from the third reality and/or one that cant jump species

But shhh

Itward pretty much becomes a mother hen and tries to prevent you from doing anything that may make your symptoms worse.. as well as caring for you via making you food, keeping you hydrated, and even carryout you around if your legs are too weak to support you

#itward headcannons #itward imagine #itward x reader #fran bow itward #itward

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