#reader is kinda nonchalant ngl

[chronicdisasterwrites]

death is pretty but his eyes are prettier

pairing: gojo satoru x reader (gojo’s past arc)

genre + warnings: - blood, injuries, mentions of death, passing out and intestines spilling out of the body (it's a bit gory but nothing crazy), swearing, reader is shorter than satoru but other than that it's gender-neutral (i'm pretty sure), shoko smoking, protective satoru and suguru.

a bit angsty but definitely FLUFF !!

word count: 3,191 (yikes lmao)

authors note: okaaay, so i was inspired by taylor swift saying "you drew stars around my scars", and also i love slow burns and two idiots silently but obviously pining for each other; SO satoru and reader aren't dating here yet. but they very much do like each other.

also apologies in advance if i messed up any location descriptions :')

enjoy this chaos lol <3

I’m an idiot. 

The curse was dead. The special grade curse you were assigned to kill was dead and you were almost dead. 

As the dissipating remains of the curse mixed with the wind and faded away, you heaved as the blood from the gash across your stomach soaked your dark blue uniform and colored it an even darker shade. Taking a few steps towards the nearest wall, you lean against it, legs buckling and gasping for breath. The light-headedness was growing exponentially and you had to force your eyes to stay open and your legs to stay upright. Blinking rapidly and trying to regain focus, you press one hand to the gaping wound on your abdomen. Red bleeds through your fingers and you feel like you might just pass out. Or die. Or both. 

Feeling liquid drip down your chin, you lift your other hand to the right side of your cheek to assess the source of what you assumed had to be blood. Sure enough, your previously bloodless hand was now stained with sticky crimson. Slowly moving your finger on your cheek to figure out where the blood was coming from you felt a sharp pain when your hand made contact with what seemed to be a pretty large cut. 

Shit. That’s gonna leave a scar.

Your scythe was broken so you had no weapons to worry about carrying back to Jujutsu High. Sluggishly taking your phone out of your uniform pocket you pray to every force you know to let your phone be okay. The black cracked screen stares back at you and the reflection of your worn out, disappointed, and bloodied face is all you see.

Oh, you have got to be kidding me. 

Now the question is whether to go to a hospital and get questioned by non-sorcerers about the horrendous wounds covering your entire body or, to go to Shoko and get patched up and hopefully not get asked too many questions and look like an absolute idiot. 

Shoko will ask questions and she’ll obviously be concerned. If Shoko knows, Satoru and Suguru are bound to find out and they won’t be happy with the higher-ups about this… misjudgment.

So, the hospital sounds better. But the nearest hospital is further from my current location than jujutsu high. 

Your breathing is getting shallower and your head feels so light you feel like it’ll just fall off. Closing your eyes and taking the deepest breath you could take without feeling like your stomach will tear open from the searing pain, you decide.

Fuck it. Shoko it is.

Pushing yourself off the wall with one hand still clutched to your bleeding stomach you start moving towards Jujutsu High. You control your breathing and use every last bit of cursed energy you have left to staunch the bleeding and somewhat ease your pain. With that, you urge your legs to move as fast as physically possible without breaking down.

---

You don’t know how you made it without bleeding out in the middle of the road, but the gates of Jujutsu High have never looked prettier. But, the sight of the stairs was enough to make bile rise to your throat. Swallowing it down and heaving some more, you make your way up the neverending steps of your inevitable doom.

Upon reaching the final step, your legs give out and you fall, wounded cheek first onto the stoned pavement. The pain was like nothing you’ve ever felt before; shooting upwards to your neurons and all the way down your body, right to the tips of your fingers and toes. 

It feels so nice to lie down. No no, get the hell up and go to Shoko. Or all this damn walking would’ve been for absolutely nothing.

Hours was it? Or minutes? You’re not sure but you managed to get back up. After first turning from your side to your back and then bending one leg and then using one hand to help your body up and then finally sitting up. Then at a snail’s pace, managing to stand up on your two feet you start moving towards the morgue, where Shoko spends most of her time anyways. That was your best bet. And if she wasn’t there, well then death seemed like the next best option. 

Slugging your way to the morgue, one hand still clutched to your stomach, you aggressively slap your free hand on the doorknob and turn it with your full body weight on the door. The door swings open and unable to keep your balance, you fall again, right cheek hitting the cold floor for the second time that day. 

All you remember hearing before your eyes finally shut is the sound of a chair screeching on the floor followed by the sound of rapid footsteps and a string of unintelligible words you assumed belonged to Shoko.

---

Darkness. More darkness. Muted voices. Yelling. Some more darkness. Pain.

When you finally open your eyes, everything is a blur. You blink a few times and look around until your eyes find something to focus on. The white walls, the green curtains, and the smell of antiseptic chemicals all lead you to believe you are in the infirmary. Flexing your hands one, two, three times before slowly lifting your right hand up to gently caress your right cheek, you feel the soft cloth of a bandage taped to your skin. Bringing the same hand down to lay it flat upon the blanket covering your abdomen, you apply the slightest bit of pressure down until you feel a slight prick of pain. Lifting the blanket up you tilt your head down to check the situation. You’re wearing a flowy hospital gown and your stomach looks a bit bulky. Feeling around the wound site you realize there’s a bandage there too. Laying your hand back down by your side, you stare up at the ceiling, wondering how you were even alive.

The creaking of the door opening breaks you from your stupor. 

“That was fast. Thought you’d be out for longer,” comes the smooth voice, the smell of cigarettes and that familiar sandalwood sweet perfume you know only belongs to Shoko.

Turning your head to the side you watch her sit down on the chair next to you fiddling with an unlit cigarette and crossing her legs. Her bangs almost cover her left eye and you notice how tired she looks. She sighs and looks at you with a lazy smile, fingers still twirling the cigarette with ease, she asks, “How you feeling?”

You shift and push yourself up to lean your back against the headrest of the bed. With a loud exhale you look back at her with a half-assed smile, “I’m great actually. Good job, doc.” You give her a thumbs up and hope it’ll be enough to squash any more questions she might have.

With her smile still on her face, she looks down at the cigarette and hums, “You know, Gojo was about to unleash hell on the higher-ups for giving you that mission.”

Your smile is immediately replaced with a frown and you feel unbelievably small upon hearing this. With a scowl you ask, “I mean, the mission was a success, wasn’t it?" You shrug, "And I’m fine too so win-win.”

Finally, her smile fades as she stares straight at you; and you think this is the most serious you have ever seen Shoko look, “You could’ve died. That doesn’t seem like “fine” to me. For once I actually agree with Gojo. It wasn’t right of them to assign you on that mission, especially without warning.”

“I’m feeling unbelievably underestimated right now, Shoko,” your voice is small as you fiddle with the seams of the blanket covering the lower half of your body.

Shoko sighs and shakes her head, short hair swishing as she leans forward with her arms on her legs, “I’m not doubting your abilities. No one is doubting your skills. But your wounds were really bad, you know that as well as I do.”

It’s quiet for a bit before you speak again. You look at her downturned head as you reach out your hand to hold hers. Your voice is demure.

“I know. I’m sorry for worrying you, Shoko. But I promise I’m fine. And that’s all thanks to you.” You smile at her as she lifts her head enough to lock her eyes with yours. A smile she doesn’t return but her hand holds yours back and you know she believes you now.

“Yeah well try not to pass out with your intestines all over the floor next time, thanks.”

You laugh. “I promise. I hope you’re joking about the intestines though.”

Shoko huffs a short laugh and lets go of your hand. Bringing the cigarette to her mouth as she stands up she says, “Your cursed energy is the reason that’s a joke. It’s amazing you held out for that long. But don’t get too used to that luck.”

Bringing your hand back to your lap, you watch as she makes her way out and shuts the door. 

Immediately after leaving she pokes her head in again and says one thing before leaving again without waiting for your reply, “Please talk to Gojo and Geto. Go now actually.” 

You sigh and bring down one foot then the other. The light-headedness returns once you stand up but it’s manageable, so you look around for a change of clothes when you find a new uniform folded neatly on the side table next to your bed.

Changing into the new uniform, you make your way out to look for either Satoru or Suguru or if you’re lucky (more so unlucky) both of them.

---

Jujutsu High really is beautiful this time of the season. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom and the campus looks downright ethereal. You think while walking the halls how this place would feel if it were just an ordinary high school and not a place teaching kids how to wield weapons and slay curses. The classrooms would be filled with boisterous students and teachers talking in the courtyard. Canteens with flirting couples and students playing football outside. The gymnasium would hold basketball games with students wearing the school jersey and cheering for the school team. It would be different. It wouldn’t be Jujutsu High, you think.

“Well well, look who’s up and walking already,” the loud, smug voice you know only belongs to one white-haired, blue-eyed boy.

Stopping in your tracks you turn around and stand face to face with Satoru. You give him a sheepish smile and with the sweetest voice you can muster you say, “Hey there Satoru! I was just looking for you!”

Satoru scoffs and walks closer to you. 

"Drop the crap."

Oh shit.

Once close enough to touch you he waits for a few beats staring at your face, eyes locked with yours as he occasionally looks at the bandage on your cheek. He breathes your name.

“What the hell were you thinking?” he seethes.

You groan, exasperated but expecting this reaction. 

“I’m okay, Satoru. I don’t get why this is such a big deal honestly.”

You can see his eyes widen behind his sunglasses with pure rage as he scoffs yet again. His voice gets louder and his arms flail around trying to prove his point, 

“Oh, you don’t get why this is a big deal? Well for starters, you could have died. You’re a semi-first grade, why the hell would you even accept a job to kill a special grade curse?” 

“Okay, I didn’t know it was a special grade. And I killed it, didn’t I? Have some faith in me,” your tone matches his and you glower as you cross your hands across your chest.

He starts pacing back and forth, facepalming himself to oblivion as he goes on a rant,

“Oh my- that’s not the point! It’s not about having faith. You were all messed up and half dead and you could’ve been fully dead and we were almost about to kill those stupid old geezers but then Shoko stopped us and I swear if she didn’t we would’ve actually gone through with it. I mean seriously what the hell-“

You stomp forward mid-rant and grab him by the shoulders, forcing him to stop. Your voice is soft but steady like you’re comforting a child in distress.

“Satoru calm down. I’m okay. The curse is dead. It’s fine. Now please breathe.”

He stares at you through his sunglasses. His chest is heaving and fists are clenched by his sides, not trying to move at all even though he could easily shove you away and continue pacing and ranting.

He dips his head down and exhales deeply, shoulders slanted downwards and breathing slowing down. He moves forward as his arms encircle your body and his head rests on top of yours. Your nose is squished against his chest and you can smell his scent; a mix of sweets, laundry detergent, and his signature scent; the smell of dewdrops and what you assume would probably be some expensive brand of perfume. You relax against him as you breathe him in and your arms move to hug him back. Shifting your head to rest your cheek on his chest you hear his heart beat steadily. You close your eyes and get lost in the feeling of Satoru. 

Neither of you say anything, but say everything at the same time. All his thoughts poured into that one hug, and you silently hear them all as you hug him a bit tighter.

You can feel him gulp as his Adam's apple moves against your forehead. His voice is small and honest as he says, “I would kill them all. If you didn’t wake up, I wouldn’t hesitate to kill them all.”

You know he would, so it’s not really a confession. But it feels like a confession. Satoru would turn the world upside down for the people he loves. You know that too well. 

“I know,” your voice is quiet. You feel so safe in Satoru’s arms. You think it’s so embarrassing how safe you feel whenever you’re with him. You feel like a baby; guard down and vulnerable. You’re sure Satoru feels the same way. You’ve never once seen him keep his Infinity on when he’s with you. 

He hugs you tighter and you can feel his heart rate quicken. He takes a deep breath and exhales as he lets you go and looks at you. You tilt your head up and try to find those cerulean blues hidden behind the shade of his sunglasses. Lifting your hand up to push his glasses up to his head you finally look right into the swirling blues of his eyes. They’re like the ocean. Calm, but with an unmistakable power surging within them. Like the energy you feel in the water right before a wave is formed, the blues in his eyes seem to pulse and flow with power. But they’re also still and serene, and filled with so much emotion. His eyes hold so much more than just power. 

His hand comes up to your bandaged cheek and he slowly takes off one side of the tape and then another until the bandage flaps open. You suddenly feel smaller and even more vulnerable. You haven’t even seen your face with the scar yet (you’re positive there’s a scar). His eyes zone in on the cut as he traces the raised flesh lining the center of your cheek. As his finger runs down the scar, you envision just how large the cut really is; about 3 inches vertical. It didn’t hurt anymore. Shoko really is a fantastic sorcerer, you think. Not moving your eyes from Satoru’s even once, you see the whirlpool of emotions swirl around in those crystal blues. Anger, sadness, worry, relief, adoration, hope.

His jaw clenches as he furrows his brows ever so slightly, fingers moving across your scar with featherlight pressure. Moving his gaze to your eyes, he rests his entire palm against your wounded cheek. Adjusting his hand to hold the side of your face perfectly like two pieces of the same puzzle, his thumb lays on the scar with a gentleness you didn’t know Satoru had. 

It’s so quiet, you can hear your heart pounding in your chest. The occasional breeze and the mellow chirping of birds bring you back to the world, otherwise, you’re positive you’d forget all about the outside world and be content standing in the middle of the hall in Jujutsu High wrapped in Gojo Satoru’s arms. 

You and Satoru were friends. Of course, you loved him, but that love is no different from the love you have for Shoko and Suguru. They’re your home. You’re a family. You know they love you too. 

But right now, it feels different than all the other times Satoru has held you. Held your hand, held your face, hugged you, clumsily threw his lanky arms over your shoulders, ran his fingers through your hair, wiped the blood off your face, flicked you on the forehead, patted you on the head, messed up your hair, rested his head on top of yours. This particular instance feels different. More intimate, perhaps. 

Maybe because you really could’ve died. Your life was hanging by a thread and you don’t seem to understand that. You were so prepared to die, that such a close brush with death’s scythe didn’t affect you in the slightest. This job comes with a guarantee of death. Even though that is life in general; being a jujutsu sorcerer means your days are already numbered. Anytime you embark on a mission, your chances of dying are much higher than your chances of survival. So you always went out on the field with the thought of dying. Knowing you could die and leave everything and everyone behind. But this was the first time you felt you were one step through death’s door. 

You can feel Satoru’s breath on your face, and you think he might kiss you. You keep one hand on his back as you lift the other to hold his wrist near your jaw. As he leans forward you close your eyes bracing for the kiss to reach your lips. But it doesn’t reach the place you were expecting. Instead, the lightest kiss touches your forehead, almost chaste; as he lingers there for a moment and then moves back. 

By now, your heart is racing and you think you’re dreaming. Only when his hands leave you, do you open your eyes and realize this isn’t a dream. 

He exhales as he stands straight, with both hands by his side. Bringing his sunglasses back down, perched on the bridge of his nose, he gives you a small smile, “I’ll see you later, yeah?”

You try to mask your stunned expression with a smile and nod. 

As he turns to leave he says, “Suguru’s at the gymnasium, probably.”

You release the breath you didn’t realize you were holding, “Alright.”

He walks away and you go in the other direction.

part 2

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #gojo satoru #jjk fluff #jjk angst #gojo satoru x y/n #jjk x y/n #suguru geto #shoko ieiri #bruh why am i blushing #reader is kinda nonchalant ngl

[bella-writesstuff]

wake up call ; t.w.

summary: maybe waking up early isn’t so bad. especially when you get to wake your boyfriend up with head.

pairing: toto wolff x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ smut/nsfw, mdni, oral sex ( m receiving ), cnc ( kinda ? ), size kink, use of pet names, daddy kink

a/n: ngl i’m new to writing so i don’t rlly know what to like put for the warnings or whatever but idk 😭🙏🏻 hope y’all enjoy it and constrictive criticism / feedback is appreciated 🫶🏻🫶🏻

eyes trailing down his body, you recalled the events of last night,

fuck toto… please you whined as he kept his slow pace, thrusting deep into you before pulling out almost completely, only leaving the tip in, and thrusting back in

wanna cum… your eyes rolled back into your head as his tip brushed past that spongey spot that made you see stars

patience, liebling, you’ll get to cum when i say you can. his reply came, his voice nonchalant, as if he wasn’t balls deep in you

snapping out of your daydream, an idea hit you. the two of you had been discussing some boundaries the other day, and he’d brought up the possibility of waking him up with head. you, of course, had immediately agreed.

a sly grin plastered on your face, you slowly moved the sheets off his body, and lowered yourself so you were face-to-face with his semi-hard dick. you wrapped your hand around the girth of him, and took a minute to appreciate how pretty his cock was. despite only being semi-hard, you still could barely wrap your hand around him, and he wasn’t lacking in length either.

wrapping your lips around his tip, you sucked lightly. the sun warmed your skin as he shifted slightly, subconsciously responding to the attention. taking him deeper, you worked your way down his length as he slowly, but surely, woke up. you watched intently as his face contorted in pleasure, hips shifting to buck up into your touch.

g’morning baby you muttered quietly when he opened his eyes.

fuck schatz, what are you doing? he groaned, accent thick and voice strained, trying his best not to lose control and fuck your throat

remember last week when you mentioned that dream you had about me waking you up with head? this is me making your dream come true you said, smile spreading wide across your face as you pulled off his dick, letting your hand replace your mouth.

he threw his head back into the pillows, swearing profusely in german as you twisted your wrist while moving your hand up and down his now, rock hard, dick.

you shifted to be more comfortable before going back to sucking his pretty cock, taking as much of him as you could down your throat, moving your hand down to cup his balls. you taste so good, daddy came out as a whine, his cock muffling your voice

that seemed to push him off the edge, hips jolting up, dick hitting the back of your throat, making you gag. the saltiness of his cum filled your mouth as he panted, chest rising and falling with each breath.

c’mere baby, he pulled you up to kiss you after he’d recovered from his high. i’m not done with you

#toto wolff x reader #toto wolff smut #f1 x reader #toto wolff #f1 smut #f1 fanfic #toto wolff fanfic

[liminal-space-lesbian]

Summer Concussions

Pairing: Wednesday Addams x reader

Summary: You and some nevermore students decide to enjoy the sunny weather at the lake. Your girlfriend Wednesday hates the sun, but agrees to go anyways. While you are swimming Xavier challenges you to jump off a ledge into the water. You agree hesitantly but soon change your mind, and Xavier doesn't allow that.

Warnings: ooc Wednesday, insecure Wednesday, Xavier being a dick, concussions, blood, mentions of drowning, hospitals,

Words: 3,180

a/n Wednesday is kinda mean at the beginning I'm ngl, but it's just bc shes overheated and stressed I swear

You were rather excited for the day, considering it had been rainy and cold for the past few weeks at Nevermore. Enid decided to seize the good weather while it lasted and organized a day at the lake with Yoko, Divina, Ajax, Xavier, Eugene, and Wednesday. You were surprised your girlfriend actually agreed to come along, considering her distaste for the sun and anything considered fun.

Here she was though, sitting beside you under an umbrella and looking mildly displeased, as per usual. She wore a long sleeve swim shirt and knee length shorts, which you thought were far too hot for the level of humidity today. You had offered her one of your short sleeves but she had quickly rejected the idea. She said it was because she didn't want any more of her skin exposed to the "harmful UV rays" than necessary. You knew that was a lie.

Wednesday may always seem perfectly confident and strong and self assured but you knew she was insecure. It took her three months of dating you to feel comfortable enough to wear a tank-top around you, and another two to wear shorts shorter than knee length. You always did your best to reassure her and tell her she was beautiful- perfect even. Your words could only do so much however, when her own self image was so skewed.

"Do you want to go swimming, Wednesday?" You asked her with a grin as you stood up from where you were sitting on your towel in the sun. She glanced at you with an unimpressed look.

"No, I don't feel the need to flail around in the water like an invalid." She snapped, her tone clipped. You wilted under her words, feeling a bit dumb for even asking.

"Oh." You mumble, feeling embarrassed. "Sorry. Well- do you mind if I go swim? Or do you want me to stay here and keep you company?" You ask shyly, shifting on your feet. You really wanted to swim, you were sweating already and Xavier, Ajax, Eugene, and Enid were playing with a beachball in the water, which looked way too fun. If Wednesday wanted you to stay you would stay however, you would much rather keep her company than leave her to sit alone in the shade. Especially since you felt guilty for dragging her along.

"No, I don't mind. Just because I don't find it enjoyable doesn't mean you can't have... fun." She said the word 'fun' like it plagued her. You searched her expression to make sure she was certain, and you couldn't help but smile at the the way her eyes softened as she looked at you. She let out a tiny sigh and you noticed the sweat beading at her brow from the humidity.

"Okay. Well if you want to join me feel free." You say with an inviting smile, leaning down to give Wednesday a kiss before leaving. She leaned slightly away from you before you could, and you pulled away, giving her space. You noticed the way her eyes darted to Yoko and Divina who were sitting a few feet away chatting amicably. When she was sure they weren't looking in your direction she leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on your lips. You couldn't help but giggle.

"Wednesday, they know we're dating, why do you care so much if they see us kiss?" You tease as Wednesday rolls her eyes.

"Public displays of affection are not my forte." Is all she offers as she leans back on her hands and looks up at you with a nonchalant expression. You see through it though and notice the blush tinting the tips of her ears. The truth was Wednesday was a bit shy when it came to openly expressing her affections with you. She did love you, and she has said so many times, but she also found it embarrassing to be so openly vulnerable in a public space. She felt off put by her own feelings, so used to always being stoic and unaffected.

"You never care when Enid sees us kiss." You protest with a smirk, and an exasperated expression crosses Wednesday's face.

"Yes, well. That's just Enid." She replies simply, shrugging slightly. You found it sweet how comfortable Wednesday had grown with her best friend. It made sense, considering how close the two are after the Hyde attack. You still found it adorable how much Wednesday trusted Enid, even with all her reservations about the werewolf.

"Whatever you say baby." You say with a grin before standing up again and skipping down to the water. As soon as you stepped into the waves you tensed. It was cold. You could feel Wednesday's eyes boring into your back so you turned around and gave her a bright smile and a thumbs up. "The water feels great, you should join me!" You shout, trying to convince your girlfriend to swim. She simply offers an unimpressed and dismissive wave, and you shrug, turning back to the water.

You slowly wade into the lake, moving over to Xavier, Ajax, Eugene and Enid. Enid spots you first and excitedly splashes over to you, causing you to flinch as cold droplets of water land on your face.

"(Y/n)! Want to play pass with us?" Enid asks enthusiastically, gripping your shoulders with her cold hands. You shiver under her touch but smile nonetheless.

"Of course!" You reply enthusiastically causing Enid to squeal in delight. You follow her over to the boys and join in the game, laughing as you dive to try and keep the ball in the air. You play for quite a while before the boys decide to climb up a ledge near the water and jump off.

"Come on (Y/n), aren't you gonna jump too? Or are you too scared." Xavier taunts from the ledge as Ajax does a flip into the water. You know Xavier is just trying to goad you, he's been jealous of you ever since you first started dating Wednesday. You're about to say no when Ajax resurfaces with a laugh.

"Come on (Y/n), it's fun I swear!" He insists as he climbs up on the ledge once more, watching as Eugene jumps off next. Xavier is smirking down at you as he thinks you're about to say no, and you feel indignance rise within you. You glance back at the beach to see Wednesday watching the interaction with a bored expression. 'I want to impress her.' The thought is sudden and loud in your mind, and despite your better judgement you begin the climb.

"Alright, you guys ready to see a real splash?" You ask with faux macho as you climb up beside Ajax. He grins and claps you on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Hell yeah! Just try to jump a bit more to the right since there's more rocks to the left. You'll probably be fine, but better safe than sorry right?" He says, smiling at you as he gestures to the deeper part of the pool. You nod, feeling nerves rise within you as you look down at the water. It seems so much farther once you're up here.

"Tsk, come on are you gonna jump or what?" Xavier scoffs, rolling his eyes. You glance at him and clench your jaw in determination.

"Yes! I am! I'm just- psyching myself up for it." You stall, glancing back down at the water. The longer you look at it the more you don't want to jump.

"Hey, you don't have to jump if you don't want to. No shame if you're too scared, it is a pretty big drop." Ajax says gently, his gaze reassuring. You are about to chicken out completely when you hear Xavier scoff once again.

"Oh come on, she just needs a little push-" With those words you feel two strong hands shove hard at the center of your back. You try to catch yourself, to compensate but you are too thrown off balance. Your feet slip off the edge, and your back scrapes painfully against the rock as you slip. You hear Wednesday and Enid shout your name as your head snaps against the rock, the thud sickening.

You're in the water, choking as water flows out of your nose and mouth. You gag and retch, someone is dragging you to shore. There's blood in the water.

"Yoko, go get Weems!" That was Wednesday's voice. You tried to look around for her but everything seemed blurry and dark. Your nose and throat burned from the water, and the back of your head throbbed steadily.

"Oh my God, oh my God- Wednesday is she going to be okay?" Enid's voice frantically filtered into your ears as someone gently laid you back on the grass. Your back stung at the contact with the ground. The sun was beating down on your face and you squeezed your eyes shut. It was too bright.

"(Y/n), can you open your eyes for me?" Wednesday's calm voice soothed the ache in your head. Someone's hand was resting on the back of your head, pressing firmly. It hurt, but Wednesday's voice made it hurt less.

"Wednesday?" You ask in a small voice, feeling confused and scared. You weren't sure what was going on. Your head hurt, you were cold. You were confused.

"Yes, I'm here cara mia, you're going to be okay." Wednesday's steady voice responded and you felt a shadow move over your face. You opened your blurry eyes and saw Wednesday staring down at you. Her expression was so worried it made your heart race with anxiety. What's wrong? Why is Wednesday so upset?

"Wednesday." You whisper again, more pitifully as years burn your eyes. A whimper rises in your throat as you see Enid hovering behind Wednesday looking horrified. What was wrong? Why was everyone so upset?

"Shh, it's okay." Wednesday soothed, her eyes scanning your face. Your eyes were unfocused and you looked deathly pale. She hoped Weems would hurry up.

You noticed water dripping from Wednesday's braids, and realized she must have jumped in the water and dragged you out. You grew more confused at the realization. How had you even ended up in the water? Oh, right Xavier pushed you.

"Move away from her, let me see." Weems voice spoke suddenly, her tone tight with worry. Wednesday moved out of your line of sight and you were met with a worried Weems. Her eyes scanned over you before she hastily scooped you up in her arms. She was speaking more to Wednesday, or somebody else you weren't sure. Her words sounded like gibberish, and her movements felt like they were in slow motion. You shied away from her, feeling afraid as tears streamed down your face.

You felt strange and hazy as you were placed on a bed of some sort. You were in a vehicle, you determined from the way you swayed in the bed, which you were strapped in to. There were strangers who kept shining lights in your eyes and poking you with things. It was scary. You wanted Wednesday.

Then you were some place else. A bed still, but this one was in a room with machines in it. You weren't sure how you got there, or how long it had been. You felt a bit more attentive than before; more awake. You blinked slowly, the throbbing in your head dulled by whatever was in the IV attached to the back of your hand.

"Wednesday?" You mumble, eyes slowly scanning the room. You were alone, aside from a woman fiddling with your IV. She noticed you were awake and smiled warmly at you.

"What was that honey?" She asked sweetly and you shrunk into yourself slightly. Who is that?

"I want Wednesday." You mumbled, your eyes sliding away from the strange woman to scan the room again. The nurse looked confused.

"No, sweetheart it's Saturday the twenty ninth. What day do you think it is?" She asked gently, trying to bring your attention back to her. You were growing increasingly upset. Why didn't this woman understand? You wanted your girlfriend. You needed her.

"No- I want-" Your words were cut off as the door to the room burst open. There she stood in all her glory, looking damp and disgruntled. Her eyes were wide as she stared at you, worry evident in her gaze as she marched up to your bedside.

"What were you thinking." She scolded, her eyes traveling over your face quickly, like she was searching for injuries.

"Miss, I'm sorry but we can't allow visitors at the moment, she's-" The nurse tried but Wednesday silenced her with a glare.

"She's my girlfriend, I'm not leaving her." Wednesday snapped, leaving no room for argument. The nurse let out a resigned sigh before leaving the two of you alone. Silence fell over the two of you like a blanket as you stared up at your girlfriend, smiling at how pretty she looked. Her bangs were still wet and clinging to her forehead, and her braids dripped steadily on the floor.

"Wednesday." You say with a smile, your tone overflowing with admiration. The brunettes eyes meet yours and her expression softens, the tension around her mouth easing as she gently brushed her fingertips along your cheek.

"What is it, mi sol?" She asks, her voice impossible gentle. You melted at her tone, she only ever talked to you like this when you were alone. How you loved when she was tender with you.

"I missed you." You announce with a grin, and Wednesday can't help the smile that curves at her lips. She leans down and kisses your forehead so lightly you hardly feel it.

"I missed you too." She pauses, her expression growing worried once more. "How are you feeling?" She asks, and you find the question peculiar. You felt completely fine. Better than fine actually, you felt incredible. Your body felt fuzzy. Whatever was in that IV was working.

"I feel floaty." You say, and you can't help but giggle. Wednesday sighs, resting her palm on your chest gently. Her brows are pulled together in concern but she keeps her voice smooth as she speaks.

"Then the drugs are working." She pauses, seemingly deep in thought. "I'm going to murder Xavier." She announces, her jaw clenching in anger suddenly. You blink at her in surprise. You know she didn't like Xavier, but what did he do to make her so angry like this?

"Why?" You ask, your tone curious. She blinks down at you and frowns slightly.

"Darling, he pushed you. What do you remember about today?" She asks, sounding reproachful. You blink at her and try to think back. Everything is fuzzy. You remember swimming with Enid. Playing with the beachball. Wanting to impress Wednesday.

"Uhm... I don't know." You murmur lamely as you blink up at her. "Swimming with Enid." You offer with a shrug and she seems more irritated at your words. You feel a flash of guilt and anxiety. What did you say wrong? "Sorry." You apologize hastily.

"No, don't apologize." Wednesday soothes you hastily, gently cupping your face in her hand. "I'm not upset with you." She reassures as she places another kiss on your temple.

"Xavier pushed you off a ledge into the water and you fell and hit your head. You nearly drowned in the water, and I had to drag you out. You were taken to the hospital, which is where we are now. You also suffer from a mild concussion. I am unsurprised you don't remember much." Wednesday explains patiently, her fingers running along the skin of your face and neck absentmindedly. You loved when she did that, she called it the Rivers. She'd gently trace imaginary patters on your skin while you lay together.

"Oh. Yeah I don't remember that." You say simply as you shut your eyes with a smile, enjoying Wednesdays touch. "Am I going to be okay?" You ask hesitantly. You felt alright now. Your head was still woozy and you were still a but confused, but Wednesday was with you and your head didn't hurt so you were okay.

"You'll make a full recovery. You needed seven stitches on the back of your head, and you had various lacerations on your back, but they will heal. Weems said you can take a break from classes for a week while you recover, and I will take notes for you so you don't miss anything important." Wednesday explains, her voice feeling like honey in your ears. She was so sweet, and warm, and perfect. You felt tears well in your eyes as you opened them and stared up at her. Her expression froze at your tears and her shoulders tensed.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her voice thick with worry, which only caused you to cry more.

"I love you so much Wednesday." You sob pitifully as you reach up and grab her hand weakly in yours. "You're so sweet and- and thoughtful." You blubber, and Wednesday looks extremely put off and uncomfortable.

"I- thank you." She clears her throat nervously as she tries to navigate your drug induced breakdown. "I love you too." She offers, trying to placate you. You simply sob harder at her words, messy tears streaming down your face. She looks panicked as she tries to shush you.

"It's okay. You don't need to cry, everything is fine." She attempts at calming you, her voice sounding uncharacteristically uncertain. She gently wipes away your tears, biting her lip nervously. "What- do you need anything from me?" She offers, trying her best to comfort you. You sniffle, blinking up at her.

"Can we cuddle?" You plead, pouting at her sadly. She hesitates and you are about to burst into tears again when she heaves a sigh.

"I am still wet from the lake." She protests lamely, and you simply frown. You reach out and grab her swim shirt, pulling her closer to you.

"I don't care." You say firmly, staring her intently in the eyes. She looks lost, like she wants to protest but after a moment she gives a resigned sigh. She carefully climbs into the hospital bed with you, awkwardly lying beside you. You go to turn on your side so you can spoon her but she presses her hand firmly to your chest and pins you down.

"No." She scolds firmly and you immediately relent, her tone leaving no room for argument. She shifts around, stiff and awkward until she lays beside you, her head resting on your shoulder as her arm drapes across your waist. You smile contentedly as you lace your fingers with hers, your eyes sliding shut as exhaustion tugs at you.

"I love you Wenny." You mumble as you begin to fall asleep. Wednesday doesn't even bother protesting the nickname, simply pressing a kiss to the side of your neck before holding you closer.

"I love you too, cara mia." She whispers, and her voice is the last thing you hear as you slip into sleep.

a/n I've never been concussed so if this is inaccurate that is why 🫶

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams x fem!reader #wednesday tv series #wednesday addams #fem!reader

[idy-ll-ique]

mr grumpy man

pairing: mob boss!bucky barnes x f!reader

genre: angst, fluff, smut

warnings: smut, mentions of abuse and wounds, adultery

requested: nope

word count: ~4.3k

summary: bucky kidnaps y/n because her husband owes him money. what happens when he finds out her husband is abusive?

author's note: hi guys! i crossed 1450 followers today, plus my masterlist is about to reach 1000 notes, and ngl i'm kinda excited for that, so i wanted to post. i have been writing fanfiction even though i stopped posting weekly (it's a great stress reliever). so yeah... enjoy! (also lmk if you want me to write and post a part 2, since the ending to this imo feels kind of incomplete) also ik i am reusing names but go with it, it's difficult to come up with names :(

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The sound of her gasp echoed around the garage as the blindfold was lifted off her eyes. Y/N blinked in the dim light, her hand trying to reach up to soothe her aching head, but— She struggled to free her tied hands, to no avail. Finally collapsing against the chair, she looked around the room as her eyes adjusted to the lights. Or the lack thereof.

A bunch of men stood ahead of her. In the centre was a tall, brunet man, his blue eyes glistening with… mirth. He seemed happy, even though his face didn’t betray an emotion. “S-Sir… Who…” Y/N choked out, thanking the Gods that her mouth was still usable. “Oh, sweetheart, you’re awake,” the man crooned, walking up to her. She peered up at him, a little scared and a lot confused. 

Bucky blinked at her. Why… Why was she looking at him like that? There wasn’t an ounce of fear he could see on her face, just— perplexion. “Mrs Silverstein,” he began. “Yeah?” He internally heaved a sigh of relief. At least he had the right person. But then why wasn’t she scared? Surely, being married to a mob boss meant she knew the danger mob bosses posed. “I’m James Barnes.” Y/N cocked her head to the side. “M-Mr Barnes, have you— kidnapped me?” 

“If you know that, why aren’t you scared?!” Bucky burst out impatiently. This woman was starting to get on his nerves with her nonchalance. “...ooh, ah, save me…” Y/N mumbled a couple seconds later, pursing her lips to keep herself from smiling. She never thought she would be, but here she was now! Kidnapped! Meaning, away from her husband! Bucky growled in annoyance. “Are you fucking mocking me or something?”

She hurriedly shook her head, lowering it in shame. “Sorry.” He huffed. “Your husband—” Y/N nearly flinched at the mention. “—has stolen a huge sum of money from me. So now, my dear, you’re going to live with me until he returns the money.” Bucky wasn’t a monster. As annoyed as the woman was making him, he had no intentions of hurting her. He simply wanted to lure Edmund, her husband, to him by using Y/N as bait.

“Wait, seriously?” Y/N realised she might have come off a little excited because Bucky raised an eyebrow at her, his men exchanging glances in shock. “You’re— happy about that?” Bucky asked, bewildered. “No I’m not,” she muttered, clearly lying. Bucky shook his head, deciding to let it go. Surely she was so… scared and traumatised that she was acting bizarrely. It had to be that. “Okay… um, untie her, I’m taking her to her room.”

Two of his men stepped forward and untied her hands and legs. Bucky expected her to kick and scream upon being untied but instead, she simply stood up, dusting her clothes. “My room, sir?” Bucky stammered incoherently. “Uh, sure,” he ended up mumbling, leading her into the mansion whose garage they were in. He kept alert; maybe once away from the guards she would act up. “Intelligent,” he thought.

But even when they were away from all the guards, just the two of them, Y/N kept demurely following him, looking up at the mansion. “Wow,” she whistled, “This is your house? It’s pretty solid, dude.” Bucky stopped in his tracks, turning to face her. “Okay, what stupid fucking game are you playing with me right now?! You really think I’m that dumb, Mrs Silverstein? You think I don’t know what you’re doing?! Playing nice until you get a chance to run back to your husband?!” 

This time, she did end up flinching at Edmund’s mention. Bucky noticed and paused, his brows furrowing in suspicion. “I don’t— I’m not playing any games. Look—” She rummaged through all her clothing. “I don’t have any weapons on me and plus my hands are recovering from injuries, so I’m not even strong enough to kill someone like you. Have you looked at yourself? You think I will be able to hurt you?” Bucky released a breath.

An awkward silence fell between them. “What are your hands recovering from?” he finally ended up asking as they commenced their walk. “Broke my bones in both hands, just a little accident, heh,” Y/N chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck. A few more minutes passed. He glanced at her. She was looking at the decoration around the house, lips pursed, as if she was about to burst into tears.

And without thinking, he asked the one question a kidnapper never asks their victim.

“Are you okay?”

A teardrop leaked down Y/N’s eye and she hurriedly wiped it off, clearing her throat. “Yeah.” What the fuck was her deal? They soon stopped outside a bedroom; Bucky opened the door, revealing— “This is the most beautiful room I’ve ever seen!” Y/N gasped, awed. The colour scheme was pretty, there was an attached bathroom and also a balcony! "This makes my architect heart really happy."

"You're an architect?" Bucky couldn't help but ask again. "I was, before I got married. Edmund didn't like that I worked, he then started keeping me at home," she revealed. Bucky found himself getting annoyed again but this time not by Y/N, by Edmund. "Well, uh, you've seen everything. Spare clothes are in the wardrobe, um, the shower has clean water if you want to clean up… there's facewash and body wash in the bathroom and also toothpaste and a toothbrush."

"Aren't you, like, my kidnapper? Why such nice treatment?" Y/N wondered. "I have no personal vendetta against you, I'm after your husband. And I'm using you as bait. So don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. That's how my mob functions." A smile bloomed on her face. "That's a nice way to function. Uh, I'll see you then, Mr Barnes." Bucky licked his dry lips. "Yeah, s-see you."

He left her room, closing the door behind him. But he simply stood there, his thoughts racing. The way she wasn't upset that she was kidnapped, the way she flinched earlier when he mentioned her husband, and how sad she looked when she told him her husband didn't allow her to work after they got married. All the proof was there— She disliked him. Y/N disliked Edmund. But was there more to it?

Was she only upset about her job, or maybe something more? Bucky shook his head, heading to his own room. Now that he knew, her previous behaviour didn't seem so… annoying anymore. 

-

The next morning, Bucky woke up with Y/N on his mind. Immediately upon getting out of bed, he rushed to Y/N's room, pausing before knocking. When she didn't open the door, his nose scrunched and he pushed the door open, freezing when he saw her naked in the middle of the room, a pair of his shorts in her hands. The spare clothes he'd given her. Y/N froze as well, the water from her wet hair dripping on the floor. She had just finished taking a shower. 5 uncomfortable minutes later, both of them snapped out of it.

Bucky was staring at her body. "My men didn't raise a finger on you," he whispered as she hurriedly covered herself with her towel. "Mr Barnes—" He entered the room, slamming the door shut behind him as he closed the distance between them. "I told them not to. Then what is this?" Her body was covered in scars big and small, and also healing bruises. Some that looked an angry red, some black and blue, while the almost healed ones looked yellow-green.

Her arms, her legs, her torso… except her face. Every body part was injured. "Y-Your men didn't do it," Y/N quietly assured him, avoiding eye contact. Bucky's chest heaved with anger. "Then who?" Y/N gulped in fear. "E-Edmund did." Bucky was hoping it wouldn't be the answer. "I fucking knew it," he growled, "I suspected it last night—" He stopped when Y/N touched his arm. "L-Let me get ready?" He left the room on her insistence.

Blood boiling, he stormed into the dining room, startling the housekeeping staff as he sat on a chair, glaring at the innocent table in front of him. He didn't think Edmund would be able to anger him more than when he stole Bucky’s money but apparently knowing that he abused his wife too did the trick. Maybe it was the way Edmund’s behaviour reminded him of his own father— that was a can of worms for another day.

He turned towards the door when he heard footsteps behind him. Y/N had just walked in, wearing a grey t-shirt that was too big on her as well the pair of shorts he’d seen previously. She silently sat in front of him, her head hanging low. “The broken bones, that was him, no?” A beat passed and she nodded. Bucky was so furious now he couldn’t speak; they ended up having breakfast without speaking to one another. Afterwards, Bucky sent Y/N back to her room.

The hours began passing. When Y/N noticed that the sun was about to set, her stomach hungrily growling being the thing that snapped her out of her trance, she wondered if she would be let out of the room and given some food. Turns out she didn’t have to wait for an answer— just as the thought passed through her head, the door opened and Bucky walked in, tongue in cheek.

“I’m back home.” Y/N didn’t know he’d left. “Did you… did you have lunch? I forgot to remind the housekeeping staff to give you lunch.” She shook her head no. “I’ve been here the whole day.” His face showed… remorse? An apologetic look crossed his face. “C-Come downstairs to eat something now.” Without a complaint, she got off the bed and followed him towards the dining room. On the dining table was a big plate of cut-up fruits.

Bucky beckoned her to have the first bite. Like in the morning, they sat quiet, until Bucky spoke first. “I called… Edmund today.” Her gaze lifted from the fruits to his face. “What did he say?” she whispered, somewhat dreading the answer. “I asked for a huge ransom, basically something along the lines of what he stole from me. He said… It'll take time. He also threatened me.” This time a chuckle escaped his lips. “If you do anything to my wife, I swear,” he mimicked, causing Y/N to laugh as well.

“Bold coming from him,” she sighed, a tiny smile showing on her face. The mood dimmed again— as “fun” as the conversation was, they weren’t… friends. Y/N was still his victim, Bucky still her kidnapper. There were boundaries they knew they couldn’t cross. But still, there was something…

After finishing the fruit, Bucky took her back to her room. “I’ll see you at dinner,” he cleared his throat, poking his tongue in his cheek again. Y/N pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, clasping her hands as she swayed back and forth on her toes and heels. She was about to speak when Bucky began walking away, thinking the conversation was done.

She only stared after him.

-

The days began passing quicker. In what felt like a mere minute, a week passed since Y/N's kidnapping. There was still no sign of Edmund, and Bucky was getting impatient. Impatient not because of money, impatient because Y/N was growing on him. He’d started finding her and her mannerisms tolerable and dare he say it— cute. He had started finding her adorable.

Her hair, her eyes, her nose, her lips, her figure— the figure he’d seen all of before. Y/N was pretty, no doubt, but Bucky mentally hit himself with an imaginary stick every time she was around. He couldn’t possibly think his victim, another man’s wife, was beautiful. But there was no doubt about the fact. Bucky was steadily falling.

Unbeknownst to him, so was she. As little time as they spent with each other, Y/N found herself eagerly awaiting the next time she could see him. She found herself admiring his looks when he wasn’t looking. His steely blue eyes, his long brown hair, his stubble, his physique— the upper part of which she had managed to catch a glimpse of one time— him. She admired him.

Not to mention the fact he treated her way, way better than Edmund ever did. Always gave her food and water, checked on her from time to time, and gave her good living conditions. This was much less a kidnapping and much more a vacation of sorts. The only difference being? While Bucky actively hated himself for falling for her, Y/N didn’t mind in the slightest.

If anything, she had subconsciously begun to pamper herself, as well as she could, so Bucky would notice. He gave her a reason to distance her thoughts from her husband; when they got married, and when the abuse began, she used to think no one else could like her, and the fact that Edmund was still willing to keep her as his wife— she should accept that. But the previous week, she hardly ever thought of him.

She was staring out the window of her room when there was a knock on her door. Her hands flew up to flatten her hair as the door opened. Like she hoped, Bucky stood on the other side, wearing a black tank top and grey sweatpants. She blinked owlishly at him. “Come with me.” Y/N hurriedly got off the bed and waddled behind him. To her surprise, he began leading her out of the mansion.

Y/N hadn’t been out of the house since the first night. Dread filled her mind— was Edmund here to pick her up? Instinctively she stopped in her tracks, her eyes filling with tears as she grabbed Bucky’s arm, stopping him as well. He whirled around, startled to see her crying. “Wh-What happened, why are you crying?” A choked sob escaped her lips as she shook her head.

“He’s here, isn’t he? P-Please don’t hand me over to him, please,” she croaked. Before Bucky could speak she piped up again. “Just kill me— I b-beg, Mr Barnes, please!” Another sob left her lips and Bucky felt his resolve breaking. Somehow freeing his arm from her grasp, he walked towards her and hugged her tight, holding her close to his chest. “Shh,” he whispered, rubbing her back.

Y/N slowly stopped crying, her fists clutching the back of his tank top. Bucky rested his chin on her head, one arm wrapped tight around her waist as the other continued to rub her back, helping to even out her breathing. His resolve cracked fully— no, Edmund was not getting her back. “He’s not here,” he assured her quietly, “I promise.” She finally calmed down.

“Then where are you taking me?” The way her voice had become so tiny suddenly… Bucky wanted to hit himself for unnecessarily scaring her. “For a walk. I-I thought we— I mean you, should take a walk in the garden for some… fresh air. And I’ll come along… to keep an eye on you,” he stammered. A second passed and she nodded. “I’d like that.” He internally heaved a sigh of relief and they began walking to the mansion’s garden again— this time holding hands.

Y/N was so shaken up and frightened that she refused to let go of Bucky’s hand. Each time he tried pulling away, she whined and held his hand tighter. “Y/N.” Hearing his stern tone, she reluctantly let go of his hand, only to be surprised as he draped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into him. They fell quiet. After spending an hour outside, Bucky noticed it was dinnertime. 

They had dinner. And then it was time for Y/N to go to her room again. Try as she might to fall asleep, she couldn’t. Each time she closed her eyes, Edmund’s face appeared in front of her, scaring her awake. Quivering, Y/N stood up, walking out of the room. She wanted to see Bucky. But she didn’t know where his room was. Sighing in defeat, she slid down in front of the door, sitting with her knees pulled to her chest. The bedroom felt too unsafe. 

What she didn’t know was that Bucky wasn’t in his room. He was in the living room, having a glass of whiskey. An hour would pass before he made his way upstairs; since Y/N’s room was nearer to the staircase than his own, he had to pass by in front of her room to go to his. And he was shocked to see her sitting outside, rather than inside. “Y/N?!” She looked up at him, pressing her lips shut to keep herself from crying in front of him again.

Also sighing in defeat and throwing his morals and ethics aside, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. A gasp left her lips as Bucky pinned her against the wall. Her hands were held over her head, Bucky holding her wrists with one hand as the other rested on the wall right next to her waist. “Fuck you for being so adorable and perfect, honestly,” he mirthlessly laughed before pressing his lips to hers in a noisy, wet kiss. 

Y/N involuntarily moaned as the kiss got too overwhelming. Bucky, hearing that, grabbed her waist with his free hand and shifted closer to her, grinding his steadily hardening cock against her most sensitive area. “Mmh,” she breathed out. “Liking that, princess?” His hand let go of her wrists to take off the t-shirt she wore. When her breasts came into view, Bucky groaned. 

“Ungh, M-Mr Barnes, ah,” she whimpered when he bent forward, taking a nipple between his teeth as his hand toyed with the other one. “Fuck,” he hissed when she rolled her hips against his. Not wasting more time, he knelt in front of her and yanked her shorts down, the cool night air colliding with her wet cunt making her moan. Bucky smirked as he smeared some of her juices around with his fingers.

“So fucking wet for me,” he hummed, grabbing the back of her thighs before burying his face between them, lapping greedily at the juices. His nose rubbed against her clit; Y/N’s fingers curled in his hair, gently pulling him closer. Bucky didn’t even feel like coming up for air. She had the prettiest cunt he’d ever seen, and she tasted sweet, just like her personality. “Bu-Bucky, I’m gonna cum!” When he heard that he finally stopped and looked up at her.

Her face was flushed and her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted as she rested her head against the wall, her chest heaving. That picture drilled itself into his head; he would never forget that look, how ethereal she looked as he made her fall apart on his tongue. “Cum for me, my love, you won’t be doing so for anyone else for a long, long time.” Hearing those words Y/N let go.

Bucky drank everything she offered. It was like an elixir to him. “So gorgeous, so delicious,” he whispered and stood up, holding her by the hips when her knees buckled. That orgasm had been her most powerful yet. Bucky definitely knew what he was doing. “Come.” He gently carried her in his arms bridal style, allowing her to rest as he took her to his room, kicking open the door with his foot.

Y/N passed out as soon as her head hit the pillow, but Bucky suspected she’d fallen asleep earlier than that, in his arms, rather. His cock was throbbing hard; lying down next to her, he lowered his pants and took his length in his hand, leisurely stroking it as he thought of Y/N— the look on her face. No matter if he got or didn’t get the money from Edmund, he wasn’t giving up on Y/N. She was his now, his to care for. His to fall for. 

He felt his orgasm coming. With a whisper of her name he let go, spurting hot, white liquid onto his thighs and hand. Bucky then cleaned himself and pulled his sweatpants up over his limp cock, turning on his side to envelope Y/N in his arms. She, still asleep, turned into him too, burying her face in his chest, curling into him.

For the first time since forever, a genuine smile bloomed on his face.

-

The next morning couldn't arrive sooner. Bucky woke up before Y/N, and when the previous night's memories resurfaced, one more smile tugged on his lips as he turned to look at the woman asleep next to him. Her lips were turned upwards, and he wondered what kind of a dream she was having. "Oh, Bucky," she suddenly whispered, humming as she turned to lay on her back, facing away from him. Bucky didn't contain his chuckle; the noise woke Y/N up and she blinked her eyes open.

"What was I doing in your dream?" he asked her in a whisper as soon as she gained her senses. "We were in a park eating ice-cream together," she sleepily whispered back, accepting his invite to snuggle closer to him. "But you moaned my name," he cheekily pointed out, "So what was I doing exactly?" At that her cheeks heated up. "I— I had some ice-cream on my lips and you—" She couldn't finish her sentence out of embarrassment. Bucky laughed quietly, trying not to ruin the serenity of the morning.

He leaned in and gave her a peck on the corner of her mouth. "I did that?" Squealing a little, she hit his shoulder and buried her face in his chest, hands covering her eyes. By then Bucky was smiling so wide, he thought his mouth was going to tear open. He wrapped his arms tight around her, holding her impossibly close as they simply lay there, basking in the quietness and bliss of the early morning sun's rays coming in through the closed, white curtains of the window.

Alas the bliss didn't last long; Bucky's phone began ringing, snapping them both out of their trance. Bucky reached for the night stand and grimaced when the Caller ID came into view. "Why him?" Y/N groaned as well, wrapping her arms around herself. "Yes, Silverstein? Do you finally have my money ready?" Bucky drawled, his arm snaking around Y/N's waist. "How is my wife? Is she alright? Let me talk to her!" Bucky glanced at Y/N.

"He wants to talk to you," he whispered to her and her eyes went wide. She tried saying no but Bucky had to be convincing one way or another. So she decided to help him. 

Taking the phone from his hand, Y/N held it to her ear. "Hello?" She heard Edmund's sighs of relief. Fake. "My love, are you okay? He hasn't hurt you, has he?" If by hurt you mean making me pass out by giving me a strong orgasm then yes, yes he hurt me. Badly. "No he hasn't." Edmund mumbled something on the other end. "Listen, I have the money ready, okay? I'm getting you back, I promise! You're mine, my wife, and I'll never let anyone hurt you."

"Then why are you the one hurting her, asshole?" Bucky muttered to himself, rolling his eyes. Y/N cracked a half-smile at his tone before clearing her throat. "Y-Yeah. So when are you… coming to pick me up?" Bucky snatched the phone from her hand. "I'll be there this evening, my love. I'll assure him that I've come alone, but I will bring some of my men— once I have you back, I'll have them attack him and we'll walk away with the money. You have to play along, hm?"

Bucky smirked. He held the phone away and covered the speakers, turning to Y/N. "Say okay, I'll see you in the evening." She nodded and Bucky gave her the phone. "I'll see you in the evening, okay," she told Edmund, who ended the call. Y/N kept the phone down on her bed, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her palms. "What did he say? He's coming in the evening?" Bucky laughed loudly, startling her.

"That's the thing! He thought he was still talking to you, so he told you this really elaborate plan that I wasn't supposed to hear. And now I'm one step ahead of him." Y/N laughed at his words too. "Really?! That's so awesome! Now you can plan accordingly, and take the money back!" 

He tugged on her hand to pull her close. "Take the money and keep you by my side." Y/N's cheeks flushed. "And that," she mumbled shyly. "Well, now that I know he's coming in the evening, there's still plenty of time that we have, you know…" Bucky hinted coyly, making her lie down on the bed and hovering above her, propped up by his arms. Y/N smirked and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him in for a kiss. "Show me what you got, then."

"Oh, trust me princess, I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve, let's see if by the end of it you can even walk."

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a/n: thanks for reading, leave a like if you enjoyed!

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[asvterias]

𝖨𝗍 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖥𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖣𝗈𝗐𝗇 ~ 𝖢𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝖫𝖺 𝖱𝗎𝖾

part two || chapter playlist (1) & chapter playlist (2) || clarisse masterlist

helping palestine 🇵🇸

warnings: the killing of a monster?, character death, crying, some blood mentions & stabbing (not inflicted against us!)

pairings: (both aged up to 16) clarisse la rue ✘ black!fem!demigod!reader (daughter of poseidon) | younger!brother percy jackson ✘ older!sister!reader

genres: sally & reader’s mom (jessica) are lovers bcs GENUINELY FUCK GABE (hate his ass), reader & grover has a sibling bond, hard cold angst, sad angsty beginning, reader’s mom actually dies 🥲, reader’s emotions control the weather, very sad!reader, kinda depressed!reader, reader in denial, MAJOR character death, reader is kinda a girlboss, kinda!dark!reader x always!clueless!percy, vengeful!reader, reader is OUT for blood (specifically the Minotaur)

summary: secrets are liable to make or break the jackson-matthews family until they result in dangerous situations, nearly escaping from death…well nearly most of them managed a safe recovery.

word count: 2.7k+

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author’s note: i really enjoyed writing this ngl! also i have a faceclaim for reader’s mom, jessica matthews is portrayed by candice patton.

Born from the same father but different mothers, your sibling bond with Percy was unbreakable, certainly unconditional. Your mothers were very close, growing up as best friends from when they were teenagers, accomplishing every achievement together for the sake of you and Percy’s life.

Of course, your moms fell in love, hosting a small spring wedding when you were 10 and Percy was 6 years old.

So when Sally had to move again, your mom didn’t ask questions and instead packed your bags, placing them in the car and driving to the airport. A loving family of four was maintained by dark secrets that cost lives.

With everything going on, with the upbringing of your heritage, both of your mothers went through thick and thin. Developing from friends into lovers hardly changed anything, presumably their love maintained massively for themselves and shared children.

It was a rainy day, you and Percy had just been expelled from Yancy. Nancy bullied your brother so you reacted like how any big sister would and punched her before she flew into the nearby fountain, completely drenched in water. That little defense mechanism got both you and your little brother expelled from Yancy indefinitely as you two took a train back to your parents’ apartment.

You two apologized profusely to your moms, but they remained nonchalant, telling you two to pack a bag because you were visiting your residential cabin.

Something was wrong, extremely wrong and you felt it in your gut as soon as you stepped foot into the unkept cabin. From the moment your mom became sorrowful and honest, retelling the story of how she met your father, you knew something was up. Sadly, you just didn’t know that it’d be life-changing for you both.

Interrupted by rapid knocks on the cabin door made you jump a little in surprise and your mom, Sally, went to open the door. It was Percy’s bestfriend, Grover. He was soaked from the rain and began to blabber on to your moms, incoherently talking about revealing the big secret.

“Grover…” Percy speaks, waringly looking down at his friend’s lower body, or rather the lack thereof. Shockingly enough, his lower body wasn’t one of a human’s but one of the legs of an animal, specifically a goat.

“What?” Grover snapped, turning his head to the siblings, hitting his hoove against the wooden floor.

“Grover, why is there half a goat in your pants?”

“Did your mom fuck a goat or something?” The question had to be asked, but it yet remained to be answered.

Doubled in confusion when Grover, Percy’s best friend was also your satyr protector, dedicating to getting both of you at Camp Half-Blood safely. When your mothers’ actually revealed the truth about your father’s real identity, you were appalled, to say the least. You assumed he was a deadbeat and couldn’t care less about his kids, and you were absolutely right. Only now his identity expanded in further detail, making him out to be a god, one of the most powerful gods there ever was. Therefore making you and Percy, forbidden children in both worlds, are continually being hunted by monsters, who strive to see your demise.

“Do you believe this, Y/N?” Percy turns to you, mouth open in bewilderment.

“Right now, I don’t know what to believe anymore.” You truthfully spoke.

“Did you know I’m 24?” Grover asked you innocently.

You and Percy shared the same shocked expression, “Wait? What?”

Grover winces, staring back at the two adults in the car, “Out of curiosity, what exactly did you tell them?”

“We were getting there!” Your moms shouted simultaneously at Grover.

Grover nods his head, leaning back into the seat.

“Moonlight…listen to me.” your mom looks at you through the mirror as your gaze hesitantly meets hers. “You and Percy are forbidden children, monsters are going to attack you every day, this camp can protect you both.”

“Why can’t you and Sally come with us then?” you bargained with her, tears forming in your eyes. You couldn’t imagine, much less experience your life without your mother and Sally. The same women who nurtured you since you were babies and taught you everything you knew. You refused to give up on them, everything they did was to protect and love you, and now it was your turn.

Sally starts to talk, eyes stuck on the road, “We humans are not allowed there. Only demigods like you two.”

“But we don’t wanna leave you two.” Percy persisted.

“You’re our moms.”

“You’re gonna have to, that Minotaur isn’t gonna stop until he kills both of you.”

All of a sudden, a collision hit the car with enough brute force to send the car off the road and everything went black. It was all so quick, the collision, the swiveling of the car and landing on the side of the road, far from bypassers to rescue.

The rain pattering against the car turned into a heavy rainpour as everyone in the car, hanging upside down with the seat belt anchoring them, remained still, all unconscious.

After a while, the dulling pain in your head sharply woke you up, being the first to recover from the crash. Holding your head in pain as you slowly opened your eyes, feeling the blood trickle from your head, surveying your surroundings as you saw Percy and Grover still unconscious. Quickly unbuckling your seatbelt, you got out of your seat, repeating the same action to your younger brothers.

One by one, you carefully got everyone from the car as they began to wake up. A growl from the distance urges you to move faster as you help your other mom, Sally, get out of the damaged car.

Sally, Percy, and Grover were recovering, standing on their feet, checking for any injuries and your mom was the last one who needed rescuing.

“Mom…” you shake her but her body is motionless as the tears well up in your eyes.

You felt Sally’s arm pushing you back, sending you into Percy’s and Grover’s embrace as you nervously observed.

“Come on, come on, Jess…” Sally murmurs, kneeling down, searching for a pulse. “You gotta survive, we have children together, we can’t lose you right now.”

“Is she okay?” Percy chirps up, deciding to speak for you.

You found everything incomprehensible around you, your senses became deafening and a high-pitched ringing in your head matched the loud heart beating in your chest.

When Sally stayed silent, it only worsened your anxiety, “Mom, is she okay?!” Percy speaks again, adding some base in his voice yet his tone slightly wavers.

“She has a fading pulse…” Sally whispers, sparing a sad glance at you and quickly turning back to Jessica, “It’s decreasing rapidly,”

Dropping to the muddy slippery ground on your knees, tears quickly filling the brim of your eyes, threatening to fall as you moved closer to her.

“Mommy…” you cradle her face into your chest, saddened by her face, eyes closed as blood trickles down her forehead.

“We can revive her, right!” Your voice cracks, whipping your head to Sally, “Tell me we can revive her!”

“Y/N…” Sally sighs deeply, trying to contain her own tears. You turn around, looking down at your mother, resting on your lap, body motionless yet her face looks peaceful.

“No! We- I can save her. We can do heart-to-heart compressions,” you shake your head, starting to do heart-to-heart compressions. “Why isn’t she waking up? Mommy, this isn’t funny anymore now, you have to wake up and help us. Please I can’t do this without you, I can’t do this whole new demigod thing without you.” your voice was dry, as you leaned down, blowing air into her mouth, hoping for a miracle to occur.

You didn’t truly believe in miracles, but for your mother, you’d start believing it. Right now, you would do whatever it took to bring her back even if it meant wishing on the impossible.

“We didn’t do plenty of things yet, I wanted you and Sally to meet my first girlfriend, attend my graduation, be there when I move out and eventually get married, and get grandkids from Percy because we both know I’m not going through that torture.”

Your senses became intensely heightened, catching onto Grover’s whisper to Sally, ignoring him as you spoke up.

“I refuse to leave her alone, she isn’t dead, just having some problems waking up and getting a pulse back.” You were in extreme denial, “Come on, mum, you focus on her face, giving her air and I’ll do her chest,” you beckoned Sally forward.

“Sweetheart…she’s already….gone.”

“She’s my mom and Percy’s mom, your wife. She wasn’t supposed to die this early. If all you’re gonna do is stand there and be useless, don’t bother talking to me.” It wasn’t intentional to snap at your other mom, but your emotions were driving you crazy and brazen.

“You’re the sun to my moon, Mommy, I can’t shine when you’re not there with me.” You sobbed. Despite being physically exhausted, you weren’t giving up on trying to revive your mom, she would have never given up on you so you would stop trying until you had something, anything; a pulse, a gasp, her eyes shooting up. “Remember…” You weakly asked, holding onto the moon-shaped necklace on your neck, staring at your mom’s sun-shaped necklace.

The sky crackled with slight thunder as the rain poured down heavier. Finally understanding the meaning of your nickname, you sobbed desperately until the broken cracks of your voice gave out.

There was no sunshine without her moonlight, always them being in a pair, nothing without the other. Sadly, you lost your sunshine, darkening your moonlight to its deepest depths, harvesting it into something vengeful and heartless. Something that even scared you to a certain extent, like this was another new side flourishing because of the horrible circumstances.

“Hold up, is Y/N doing that?” Percy quietly asks Grover.

You rested your mom on the ground, ignoring the cold rainpour.

“She’s gone…” Sally cries, grabbing your arm and pushing you into her body for a hug. You cried into the hug, tightening your grip as your wails echoed throughout the forest. Maybe this was all a nightmare, where you’d wake up and relax in reality. This was the time that your mom needed to wake you up and reassure you that she was right there, staying with you and protecting you.

Your chest clenched against your rib cage, devastation wracked throughout your entire body as the tears relentlessly spilled out.

“But she- she can’t be gone!” You hiccup, eyes glossing over with fresh tears, feeling another arm snuggle around your side.

“I know, sweetheart. I’m so sorry,” she caressed your face.

“What kind of demigod I am, if I was blessed with all these supernatural powers, can’t even save my Mom from death? What kind of daughter am I to just stand by and watch her own mother die? I don’t want this demigod life anymore, please take it all away if it meant my mother is coming back, to me, to home.”

“Don’t you ever say that again, you did everything you could, your perseverance is one of your strongest qualities that Jessica adored very much. She wouldn’t want you to doubt yourself like this nor would I,” Sally reassures you, resting a thumb on your cheek, “Our beautiful daughter, she’s so proud of you, I want you to know that.”

Your eyes were puffy and red from tears as you listened to your mother’s words of encouragement and reassurance.

Much to your dismay, another loud roar broke the semi-family grievance, reminding them of the harsh reality.

“We have to go now!” Grover hastily urges.

“I’m not leaving my mom here like this,” you point to her figure on the ground.

“We won’t, I promise you, sweetie. I’ll give her a proper burial, but right now we have to go!” Her tone was urgent as she quickly scanned the dark forest with the illumination from the car light.

You hurriedly rushed towards your mother’s still figure on the muddy ground, leaning down.

“Goodbye, Mom,” you whisper hoarsely, kissing her forehead for the last time. You stared down at her neck, gazing at the sunlight necklace she wore and yanked it off, and shoved the meaningful jewelry into your back pocket. Your heart broke again, realizing she can’t respond back, despite being in extreme denial.

Unfortunately, that was the last time you saw your moms, one died in your arms and the other sacrificed herself for her children’s safety.

The pain and suffering became a dangerous mix of anger and hatred directed at the Minotaur.

Grover’s statements fall on deaf ears, partially drowned out by the heavy rainfall. “Y/N and Percy come on, we’re almost there.” you glance at your blonde brother who holds the same expression on his face. You were going to avenge your mothers, and you didn’t care if you died trying. This monster had already taken your worlds away, so you had nobody else to lose.

Grabbing the pen from your pocket, holding it out, and witnessing it transform into a golden sword at will.

The fight with the Minotaur was brutal and intense, alongside the heavy downpour of rain attempted to slow down the intensity of this fight. Despite double-teaming the monster, he resisted surrender, determined to win and kill you both. Surprisingly, you gained the agility to climb onto his back while Percy distracted him.

Somehow, you gained the ultimate advantage with the lighting sword in your hand and stabbed the monster in its eye, ignoring his roar of pain. If anything its pain only further encouraged you to continue.

Too full of adrenaline, you grab his two horns, gripping them and pulling them out with your utmost strength. A new sudden strength you just obtained. Gasping in shock was quickly outlived when your sword slipped out of your hand and dropped onto the muddy ground, disappearing from your eyesight. Stumbling onto his feet, inflicted by the pain, you groaned, gripping the monster by his rough skin as he attempted to shake you off.

“Percy the sword!” You yelled at him. Your brother throws the sword upwards as you catch the weapon.

You stab the monster in the neck, wincing at his loud screeches, but continue to stab his neck. Once the monster was deemed weak enough, you sliced the sword right through his neck, seizing the opportunity of successfully killing it.

This was all this stupid monster’s fault. If it hadn’t chased after you or slammed itself into the car, your mom would be alive. If it didn’t have such a bloodthirst for demigods, Sally, your mum would still be alive. Alive. Alive. Alive. You just wished your moms were alive, to see you mature into such a courageous daughter to avenge their deaths.

Soon enough, the monster staggered on its feet and its body began to disintegrate into black dust before your eyes.

“Y/N!” The voice becomes disoriented as you stumble on the ground, two arms catching you as you faint, everything fading away into a black abyss.

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[kairiscorner]

OMIGOSH ok so what if spiderwoman reader moves into miles’ world and they have a sorta like ladynoir dynamic😻😻😻 but in the end miles goes over to readers house and finds out eachothers identitys omggg

HI !! OMG that's kinda cute ngl :> I WANT MORE TEASING MILES, YES PLEASE ?????? i hope u like this :>

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ GUESS WHO? — miles 1610 x spider woman!reader

• ·➤ summary: you were always miles' favorite spider person to tease, and to find out you were going to be staying in his world for a while... it made him a excited to finally have someone he could work together with. coincidentally, he met a new girl at school who caught his eye, he didn't realize she was hiding a big secret from him–until he discovered it himself.

• ·➤ pairing: miles 1610 x fem!reader • ·➤ genre: mainly fluff !! • ·➤ word count: 1,564 • ·➤ author's note: THIS DYNAMIC IS SO CUTEEEEEEE I HOPE Y'ALL LIKE THIS <333

"never thought we'd cross paths again, spider woman." called out a playful, nonchalant voice from behind you as you were seated atop the roof of the high rise building you were perched upon. you sighed as you looked back at him, your mask's lenses showing evident frustration. "great, it's the guy whose armpits are bleeding." you murmured as miles smirked at you from underneath his mask, strutting around you, acting cocky as usual. "cold as ever, i see." he remarked as he playfully tapped your shoulder, with you sighing as you looked off into the distance. "y'know, this is my city to save, i'm the spider person of this dimension; never thought i'd be getting a sidekick. and to have my number one fan be that sidekick? gosh, i'm so flattered." he said sarcastically with a sigh. you didn't plan to stay any longer and instead swung away while miles wasn't looking. "hey, wait up!" he called after you as he swung off, following you. you expertly swung from building to building, underneath the railways of the trains moving from above, with miles calling out to you all the while. he finally caught up to you and nudged you with his elbow. "how long are you staying for?" he asked you as you shrugged. "i don't think you have to know." you promptly replied as you threw yourself up and landed on an abandoned building's rooftop that provided the best view in all of brooklyn.

miles followed you and watched you from afar as you looked over all the lit up buildings and streets below you all. he chuckled as he walked over next to you. "i know you aren't sidekick material, you're more... heroine material, but can we just... set aside the fact you're always annoyed by me and just protect the city? i mean, now that you're here and all." miles rambled as you placed a hand on his shoulder. "these people are gonna be the people i need to save now, so... 'course i will. but you'll be the sidekick." you quipped as you leaped off the rooftop and swung off into the night. miles chuckled as he watched you go with a grin. he had known you for a while, ever since the collider incident, he had looked up to you and appreciated how well you upheld your duty as spider woman, though he never knew the person behind the mask. he wasn't going to pry your identity from you, after being spider man for a whole year, he's come to value and separate his secret identity from his superhero identity.

the next day, he had met this new girl in his class. she was a little quiet and didn't have many friends; she kinda faded into the background, but miles was immediately drawn to her, as if he had this sense that just compelled him to talk to her. "hi, you new around here?" miles asked her in a cheery voice, with her appearing a little surprised at miles' friendly demeanor. miles promptly stepped back a little and awkwardly smiled. "um, yeah, i am." she replied as she looked deep into miles' eyes. miles didn't really feel uncomfortable at her intense gazing into his eyes, though he did feel a little self-conscious. "sorry i'm staring, i..." "it's cool, you don't have to explain yourself, it's fine." he said with a flustered voice as he smiled a little wider that a girl was giving him so much attention, a sweet and pretty one, at that.

miles offered to show her around the school, but not before they both introduced themselves to each other. the two hit it off naturally, and they agreed to meet together after school to get to know each other a little better. though when a crazed tech geek started robbing a local pawn shop, they both had to cancel. miles ran off to change quickly into his spider suit, and before he could even make it back to get the villain's attention, spider woman was already dancing with the villain. miles hit the villain's blind spot, catching their attention as you webbed up their gear. "ey, right on time! i would compliment you for coming on time, but you stole my thunder, so that's not cool!" he quipped as he punched the villain and webbed up their arms.

"so what if i did? these streets aren't just yours to save now, sidekick!" you shot back as you both swung around the villain and webbed up their eyes. you both knocked the villain out with swift kicks to their face as they lay there on the pavement, dazed and for the authorities to clean up. the onlookers all had their phones out, buzzing and capturing this very moment: spider man and a spider woman are teaming up? everyone was applauding you two, while also clamoring you both with questions. as miles tried to calm and appease the crowd, you ran off and swung your way back home. "hey, wait for me!" he called out to you as the crowd watched you two go off, still asking questions, like where spider woman came from, what your relationship is with each other, who's the sidekick between you two--but all those questions went unanswered as miles caught up after you, with you weaseling away from him.

miles still looked around for you, searching every alleyway and street for you--every place he would hide if some spider person he was annoyed with to no end was following him--but you were nowhere in sight. "just wanted to say thanks for your help..." miles muttered to himself as he got a text notification on his phone. it came from the girl he just met today, and her asking him if he was okay. miles texted her back with a cute, smiley kaomoji that he was okay, he just had to make a quick break for the bathroom because... he did not piss himself when the villain arrived, of course!

miles was texting her as he swung off, heading home. he asked her if he could visit her still since the issue back there was taken care of by brooklyn's coolest spider man and his new sidekick, spider woman. she defended spider woman's honor and said it seemed like spider man was her sidekick back there. "whether spider man was the sidekick is like time, relative! you see it your way, i see it my way." he texted her as she sent him an eyeroll emoji. she told him he could come to her house soon, trusting him with her address. miles told her he'd be over in 5, but was already on his way there, seeing as how she... was actually living in his neighborhood.

he found her address and saw a glimpse of the back of her head by the window and swung over to her. he was about to crawl over to the front door once he confirmed it really was her, all safe and sound at home, though... she turned around immediately when miles' gazed lingered on her back while she was all clad in... a spider suit? "is that... spider woman's?" he asked himself as her gaze suddenly met his, and– "you?!" he exclaimed as he almost lost his grip on the wall he was scaling, nearly falling down to the sidewalk below if you didn't rush to your window and shoot a web on him, catching him before he fell.

miles caught his breath and lost it again as he stared up at you. "you're... the new girl." he murmured as you pulled him up and into your room. you hoped nobody saw you shoot a web at him, but miles was staring at you with enlarged eyes and a flustered face. "you knew... i was... wow. you stared at me a whole lot today, then..." he realized as he soon smiled to himself as you webbed his mouth. "...not another word, morales." you said in an embarrassed tone as you looked away from him, evidently flustered that miles discovered your true self; the self that was... kinda interested in being friends with miles.

miles ripped your webbing off his mouth as he winced and slightly smirked at you. "if you wanted to be friends, all you needed was to say it, i would love to be friends, not just sidekick and heroine." he said with a chuckle as you crossed your arms over your chest. "not happening." "well it did happen since you invited me over..." "i invited miles morales, not spider man." "it's a two-in-one deal, either you take it or leave it, and i know you wanna take it." miles teased you as you looked at him from the corner of your eye, trying to conceal your flustered expression. you sighed as you sat down on your bed, with miles following you and sitting down next to you. you extended your hand out to him. "fine. to being friends, i guess." you muttered as miles took your hand in his and shook it, with a big grin on his face. "to being friends... and being my sidekick–ow!" he exclaimed as you jokingly punched him when he called you his sidekick. looks like brooklyn has two new defenders, and two new... not really enemies trying to be friends and living as normal teenagers, more or less!

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[froggibus]

Valentine's Day HCs - Ashe, Brigitte, D.VA, Kiriko, Mercy, Widowmaker

Includes: Ashe, Brigitte, D.Va, Kiriko, Mercy and Widowmaker

Summary: what your OW gf would do for you for Valentine's day

CW: gn! reader, fluff, just some cutesy hcs of what your OW s/o would do for Valentine's, some allusion to the lore

pt2 of my valentine's day content for you guys! i was up til 3 trying to finish these but kinda gave up ngl and went to bed but i mostly finished up!

OW Men Ver. + Valentine's 2023 Masterlist

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Ashe:

acts like she’s Too Cool™️ for Valentine’s Day 

but on the inside she’s secretly making a big deal of it cause all she really wants is to make you happy and show how much she loves you!!

definitely gets Bob’s help to get everything and set it all up

she’s so nonchalant about it that you’re shocked when she shows up at your place with a bouquet of flowers 

“get your jacket, I got somethin to show you.”

you reluctantly follow her out, pleasantly surprised that she came through for you

she takes you back to her place where her and Bob have practically completely redecorated 

there’s sweet smelling candles lining every flat surface, rose petals across the floor and hearts hanging from the ceiling

waiting for the two of you at the coffee table are dishes of all your favorite snacks

she definitely had Bob make you chocolate covered strawberries 

she feeds them to you too with this cute little blush across her cheeks and nose

also there’s champagne

fruity bubbly pink champagne that she seems to have endless bottles of 

and when you’re all warm and giggly and drunk, cuddled up in her arms, she lets her tough exterior drop 

“oh sweet pea, i think you’re gonna be the death of me”

Brig: 

she’s so nervous!!!

like she really wants this to go good and show you how much she appreciates you, but she doesn’t really know how

probably makes the mistake of asking her dad and Reinhardt for advice 

and after Reinhardt suggests “a really big hammer” she decides to go her own way with it

spends days tinkering in her workshop to make something for you

of course Mitzi is purring and rolling all over her tools while she’s trying to build 

accidentally ignored you because she’s so caught up in her work

she finishes it just in time for Valentine’s Day

you plan on surprising her for Valentines so you’re surprised when she shows up with a little box for you

she’s practically vibrating while she waits for you to open it 

when you do, you see it’s metal figurines of the two of you on your first date 

the sheer amount of detail in it makes you gasp

there’s a plaque on the front that says “The Moment I Knew I Loved You”

you look up at her with big teary eyes and throw your arms around her 

she hugs you super tightly 

“so you like it, right? Cause I was worried it was too much or not enough and I just—I really wanted this to go good for us.”

DVA:

she’s such a dork she probably plans out this whole day for the two of you together 

she’s kinda nervous taking you out in case she gets mobbed by paparazzi 

but she really wants to show you a good time so she sets her fear aside

takes you to the shops downtown to get  cute matching pyjamas for your sleepover tonight 

you guys stop to get hotteoks for a snack too!! 

they’re one of her favorite snacks so you treat her to one 

then you guys head to the grocery store to pick up some snacks and drinks for the night 

queue Hana stocking up on Mountain Dew (but she gets the Spark kind to fit into the Valentine’s Day theme)

you guys get home and build a little pillow and blanket Fort on the floor with all your snacks and stuff

Hana turns on her console and the two of you end up playing games together 

definitely some sort of cutesy two player game where you guys can work as a team 

and even if you make mistakes, Hana just kisses your cheek and carries you through

“so, how was this for Valentine’s Day? Did I win?” 

Kiriko:

she is definitely the type to want to do something for Valentine’s  

but gets so busy with work and crime fighting that she just forgets 

so she plans a date for the two of you at the last minute 

gets you a box of gourmet donuts from her favorite shop and heads over to your house on her bike

she was kinda nervous to ask you to be her Valentine cause she’s never really had one

plus she’s worried what she’s planned won’t be enough

but all of that melts away when she picks you up and sees your smile at the cute little fox donuts she gives you

she doesn’t let on what she has planned, but she has her bike waiting outside with an extra helmet for you

she actually takes you all the way across town to a karaoke/ramen bar!

they’re doing a Valentine’s Special for karaoke where its duets only, and it only takes a second of your girlfriend making puppy dog eyes at you to get you up on the stage

she surprises you by choosing one of your favorite duet songs and having near perfect choreography

her dancing and singing is just so fun and cute that it’s infectious and you start trying to dance with her

even if you stumble a bit she still thinks its adorable

also everyone in the restaurant loves you guys

after that, you guys have a few drinks and some yummy ramen before she surprises you with a promise ring

its just a simple silver band with a blue jewel (like the colour of her fox) engraved into it

“I know it’s not much…but I wanted you to always have a piece of me with you. I have the fox spirit to guide me, so I thought maybe you could have something to guide you.”

Mercy:

she’s a busy, busy woman, but she’ll fight to have time off so she can spend it with you 

very traditional as far as her dates go, but that doesn’t mean boring by any means

she’s super organized too, so she’ll plan everything ahead of time to make sure it all goes off without a hitch

definitely splurges and gets you a box of super yummy Swiss chocolates 

I feel like she would definitely get you some sort of jewellery too, like a necklace with wings or something 

she has a dinner reservation at a super romantic, intimate restaurant 

she leaves you a cute little gift bag on your bed for when you get home, and its just a super nice outfit for you to wear out

you’re super excited for what she has planned, and that only gets better when she comes to pick you up

she’s wearing a silky black slip dress and heals, dressed to the absolute nines

honestly she looks good enough to eat

you guys take a cab to the restaurant so you can thoroughly enjoy it and actually drink

Angela picks out a delicious red wine for the two of you to share over dinner

she definitely holds your hand across the table and runs her thumbs over them

the food is amazing and you guys have just a little too much wine over dinner

Angela holds her alcohol well though and manages to tough it out until you get home 

she wanted to surprise you with gifts, but didn’t want to do it in public so she could actually enjoy your reaction to them

probably the one night of the year she lets herself get a little more kinky in bed too lol

“How was it, darling? I wanted to give you a date you deserve.”

Widowmaker:

she hasn’t celebrated a single Valentine’s Day since before Gerard died 

he was the only person she ever had any desire to celebrate with, and because of what Talon did to her, she never had a chance again

until she meets you of course

she probably doesn’t celebrate it with you until you’ve been together for a while either

but when she’s ready, she wants to go all out 

she makes reservations at the best restaurant in France (and spares no expense)

she picks you up in a limo, the back filled with candy hearts and kisses, with a fridge stocked with rosé and champagne 

she pours you a glass when you get in, her eyes taking you in

“you look stunning, my love.”

by the time you get to the restaurant, you’re a little tipsy and completely flustered

she orders for you, getting you her favorite dish (and it’s quite possibly the most delicious thing you’ve had in your whole life)

she definitely splits dessert with you too

she feeds you little spoonfuls 

takes you back to her place for the night and shows you her favorite movie as a girl

“thank you for tonight, mon amour. you are the warmth of my life.”

#overwatch 2 #overwatch #ow2 #overwatch x reader #overwatch x you #ow #overwatch fic #xreader #overwatch headcanons #kiriko kamori #ashe x reader #widowmaker x reader #mercy x reader #kiriko x reader #brigitte x reader #dva x reader

[trsrina]

SIGNAL Enhypen Jungwon teaser

inspired by twice’s signal

synopsis - you’ve been best friends with jungwon since forever but you’ve also been in love with him since forever as the guy couldn’t take a hint and was being as dense as a brick. how will you melt the stone-cold heart of the aloof boy who seems to only have his attention on his studies?

written in second person pov, childhood friends to lovers, childhood friends au, gender neutral reader, crush au, high school au, fluff, angst warning!! jungwon is kinda a red flag ngl. mentions of food. english is not my first language so i may have made some grammatical mistakes.

“pst…pst…pst…” “what?” “do you have a bandaid?” “no, what the heck.” “cause i scraped my knee falling for you,”

bonk

“ow!” “y/n l/n! last warning before detention!” “sorry miss!”

fire emitted from your eyes as you glared at your beloved lab partner and best friend, jungwon. him wearing a nonchalant expression on his face, no guilt at all for his previous actions.

yang jungwon. who is he exactly?

you could go on and on for eternity talking about the specific boy that might seem like no one special to others but has a special place in your heart.

yang jungwon is a generous person. someone who would spend all his allowance on cat food to feed the stray cats near his home, even when he’s allergic to them.

yang jungwon is a caring person. someone who likes to express his care towards others through actions rather than words. someone who’d do acts of service for his loved ones. someone who’d pay extra attention to people he cared for.

yang jungwon is an intelligent person. someone who’s always first in his grade, surpassing all his peers in academic ability, certain to have a good future.

yang jungwon is an oblivious person. someone who wouldn’t understand anything unless given straightforward instructions and expressions. someone who wouldn’t get hints dropped by the numerous people in his grade who liked him, no surprise that he stayed single till now even with his gorgeous sculpted face.

yang jungwon is a cruel person. someone who doesn’t realise he hurt someone with his blunt personality unless confronted. someone deemed as ‘hard to get along with’ for his aloof nature, most people losing their patience in trying to get to know such a distant person.

yang jungwon is a distant person. someone who feels like as if is millions of miles away even if you’re face to face with him. someone with an ego too big to listen to others, everything goes into one ear and out the other. someone hard to communicate to.

yang jungwon is a person you love. someone you’ve been pining on for years and managed to steal your heart despite his unapproachable facade. someone who you tried so hard to pull closer, only for him to take 3 step backwards every time you pull him 1 step closer. someone you thought you understood the most.

and most importantly, yang jungwon is a person. the one thing you’re thankful for in this messed up world. despite everything, you still love him, even if he totally ignores your romantic advances through out the years. y/n l/n, you, is anything but a quitter. you will attempt to steal his heart until the day he finally finds someone that makes him content. even if it means humiliation and suffering, spitting out the cheesiest pick-up lines for this boy.

“god, y/n l/n, are you out of your mind? this boy has been treating you as only a friend for all these years and you’re still chasing him? meanwhile you’re focusing on your good-for-nothing crush, did you never notice the people who have a crush on you? goddess jang wonyoung has a crush on you, stupid! drop that cat boy and go live with the girl of your dreams!”

“look hanni, the one in my dreams is jungwon. i only have eyes for yang jungwon and yang jungwon only. it’s just, you don’t know him the way i do, you know. it’s different for him, he’s so caring and just so ugh,”

“you call bonking your head with his book every time you say your weird google pick up lines to him and blantantly ignoring you all the time caring? how stupid are you?”

“jungwon isn’t that bad.”

hi hey hello haven’t written in a while i feel like this teaser has nothing to do with the actual fic but enjoy 🤓

#— trsrina’s works 📰 #— trsrina’s enhypen works #fanfic #kpop #kpop ff #ff #kpop fanfic #fluff #fanfiction #jungwon #jungwon ff #jungwon fanfic #jungwon imagines #jungwon x reader #jungwon scenarios #jungwon fluff #jungwon angst #enhypen #enhypen fic #enhypen ff #enhypen fanfiction #jungwon fic #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #jungwon reactions #enhypen reactions #enha #enha fanfic #enha fluff

[claudemblems]

Heyo idk if requests are still open but I don't see a post saying they're closed so I hope it's okay that I slide in with an idea 👀

This may be pretty similar to the Sylvain & Kaeya request you just did so feel free to ask for a different idea lol but I wonder what you think about Childe and Sylvain with a reader who doesn't fluster easily and is just always like "okay buddy" whenever he flirts with them? Bonus points if reader actually likes him but is beating their feelings back with a stick bc they think that he can't possibly be genuine

Thank you for sending a request in! I actually just write with fem readers in mind but I didn’t use any exclusively female terms for these. I also tried to follow the same format as the Friends to Lovers one with just sets of headcanons. I hope this is all right!! I’m just happy to get another request like that one because it was super fun to write about :) This did turn out kinda angsty but I felt like it fit with the overall theme. It's time to make your hearts hurt LOL

Friends But...Not Lovers?

Summary: Childe and Sylvain try and fail to win you over, but what they don't know is you've been purposely withholding your own feelings from them, too.

Notes: I tried to make these a little shorter because I tend to write way too much lol. I hope they're not too short though. Also, each set of headcanons is divided into the boys' perspectives and yours.

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Childe

Childe isn’t fazed at all by your nonchalant attitude. In fact, he finds it really attractive. He’s a man that likes a challenge, after all!

“C’mon, you’re bound to crack at some point! You can’t tell me you don’t feel a little bit bashful?” “Are you calling all that flirting? I thought it was just a really bad attempt at comedy.”

The thing with Childe is that he’s not satisfied until he wins, so don’t expect him to give in so easily. He’s persistent if anything.

Of course, he wouldn’t flirt so brazenly with you if it actually made you uncomfortable. He may do questionable things, but he’s not without morals.

Especially when it comes to you. He wants to keep you safe and happy, more so than anyone else in the world. 

Thankfully for him, you’ve told him before that his flirting doesn’t faze you and that you’d actually like to see if he could manage to successfully fluster you, which only spurs him on even more. 

It’s game on, and he’s not going home until he secures his decisive victory.

You

You can talk the talk, but that unbothered facade of yours hides something under the surface: your real feelings for him. 

Sure, you could try to imagine that Childe means what he says, but it’s hard to tell when he’s being genuine and when he’s playing a part.

Can you really allow yourself to be swayed by his words when one order from the Tsaritsa can steal him away from you forever?

You’re not someone to get involved in a relationship that’s doomed from the start. You don’t have the kind of thick skin you need to come out unscathed. 

Sometimes you wonder if all this is just a game to Childe, if winning your affections would just be another trophy on his shelf.

But you try not to think about it too much. It just leaves you confused and upset.

You can’t deny, however, that you truly enjoy his company. He’s unlike any other person you’ve met on your journeys. Being with him is a breath of fresh air in your otherwise uneventful life.

If the day ever comes where you’re faced with accepting Childe’s declaration of love or rejecting it…only time will tell if he’s managed to convince you of this lie, too.

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Sylvain

Ngl Sylvain is actually very pleasantly surprised by this revelation.

After seeing how all the women he’s flirted with eat up any compliments he gives them, your unaffected deadpan demeanor is absolutely hilarious to him. It’s definitely a first for him.

“Are my methods of flirting getting stale or are you just hard to break?” “It’s a little bit of both.” “Ouch.”

This is all very interesting to him but also very confusing. Talk about being totally unprepared.

However, his inability to make you fall for him has actually made him head over heels in love with you instead. But how is he supposed to win your heart if his words don’t affect you at all?

On many occasions he finds himself staring off into the distance trying to use that big brain of his to come up with a way to convince you that he truly does care about you. Though, it’s really hard to come off as genuine when all of his prior relationships have been made of thinly-veiled compliments and surface-level attraction.

You’re the only person who hasn’t been wooed by his words, looks, or his crest. You’re that one in a million. An anomaly. The kind of person Sylvain has been searching for his whole life. 

And Sylvain will do whatever it takes to prove to you that he can be your one in a million, only if you’ll give him the chance to.

You

You wish you could tell Sylvain to his stupidly beautiful face that his words actually do have an effect on you.

But you’re afraid of becoming just another name on his list of women he loves for one week and discards the next.

Out of all the guys in Garreg Mach, why did you have to be in love with the resident womanizer???

Day in and day out you go back and forth in your mind trying to figure out if it’s worth giving him a shot. Having feelings for Sylvain is utterly exhausting. Unfortunately they’re not like an item you can simply exchange for another.

You do have to admit that it pricks your heart a little each time you see him being a little extra friendly with another woman. Was it it that they have that you don’t? Can you really compare to all of the ones he’s dated?

You hope Sylvain never has any actual romantic feelings for you. With his kind of history, there’s no way a relationship with him could ever last. But would it be worth it for that one small period of happiness?

Who are you kidding? He’s a man that has everything. Someone like you trying to win his love would just prove to be a lost cause.

For now, you’ll just have to settle with watching him walk arm-in-arm with another girl he’s confessed to, praying that the sorrow in your heart will one day begin to disappear. 

#claudemblems writes #genshin impact #genshin x reader #childe #childe x reader #fe3h #three houses x reader #sylvain #sylvain x reader

[warabidakihime]

Invisible Strings: Special Chapter

Characters: Uzui Tengen x Reader | Modern AU Synopsis: Sequel of Parallel Lines Content Warnings: profanity, smut, sleep paralysis, eventual violence, blo0d, slight manga spoilers (tho i strayed away from the original plot but yeh), can be a bit psychologically triggering for some so proceed cautiously.

Previous Chapter: Prologue Next Chapter: Chapter 2

a/n: didn't expect this, did ya? well, i wasn't really going to update today but the blues and sadness hit me in the face tonight and got me reminiscing about stuff and thus this update was born lol. i kinda poured my heart in here. i don't really have anyone i can talk to about my feelings because like y/n, im scaaaared so i decided to just write it down haha. it made me feel a little better ngl. this is highkey a self-indulging update looooool hope you like it though. ill be off to bed now. stay safe and healthy!

After that magical night you and Tengen shared during the afterparty, the Monday morning rush brought back a sense of normalcy. With the upcoming gala on the horizon, the entire company was abuzz with preparations for the grand event.

In his office, the head of sales and marketing sat focused at his desk, brow furrowed, as he tirelessly typed away on his computer. The responsibility of overseeing the event's branding and promotion fell on his shoulders, and Tengen found himself engrossed in crafting one proposal after another, each crucial to the success of the gala. Despite the early hour, he had already endured four back-to-back hour-long meetings, a testament to his dedication.

Meanwhile, you were out in the field today with Zenitsu and Nezuko, searching for the perfect venue in town. As of yet, you hadn't come across the ideal location, but there was no sense of disappointment. There was still ample time to explore and discover the hidden gem that would serve as the backdrop for the gala. With three and a half months remaining, the three of you decided to take a well-deserved lunch break and headed to the nearest fast-food joint.

Stepping inside, a wave of relief washed over you as the cool air embraced you, providing respite from the sweltering heat outside. Summer had arrived in Tokyo, bringing its characteristic warmth and humidity.

"Ah, I fucking hate summer," Zenitsu groaned, collapsing into his seat.

Nezuko graciously offered to place the order, leaving you and Zenitsu to secure a table. The establishment was bustling with activity, particularly because it was located in a busy business district. Corporate workers on their lunch breaks filled the space, seeking a momentary escape from their demanding routines.

"I couldn't agree more," you replied, fanning yourself desperately in an attempt to beat the heat. "I wonder how Tengen and the others are faring back at the office."

"Don't worry about Tengen; he's a big boy now," Zenitsu assured you with a nonchalant wave of his hand.

You couldn't help but giggle at Zenitsu's confidence.

"He absolutely is. He's a huge lad who acts like a big baby too."

"He needs help," Zenitsu added with a mischievous grin.

"You're hardly one to talk, Zenitsu," Nezuko chimed in as she approached your table, balancing trays laden with your lunch.

"Scratch that; you're a downright brat," she playfully retorted.

Zenitsu let out a dramatic snort. "It's too early for you to break my heart, Nezuko-chan."

"Move your feet, Zenitsu. I can't sit with your feet in the way," Nezuko teased, laughter dancing in her eyes.

*

As you enjoyed your lunch and the delightful camaraderie between Zenitsu and Nezuko, you couldn't help but smile and chuckle at their playful banter. They don't display much PDA at the office because Zenitsu is scared of Tanjiro catching them. However, outside of the workplace, their affection for each other was evident, and their sweet gestures were enough to make anyone believe in true love.

Time seemed to slip away as you savored your meal, and soon the decision was made to continue your outing at a nearby café. With the weather still relatively pleasant, it was the perfect opportunity to sit back, relax, and enjoy some iced coffee in each other's company.

Amidst the laughter and lighthearted conversation, a familiar voice pierced through the air, causing you to freeze in your seat. Your colleagues also turned their attention towards the person who had called out to you, sensing the change in your demeanor. Internally, you debated whether to acknowledge them or not, feeling a mix of conflicting emotions. It became apparent that some things never changed, and you couldn't help but berate yourself for the reaction you had displayed.

With a hesitant tone, you eventually turned to face them and uttered a simple, "H-Hey..."

*

"Where is Y/N?" Tengen questioned, his voice laced with genuine worry.

With a furrowed brow, Tengen inquired about your whereabouts as he approached Zenitsu and Nezuko upon their return to the office. Concern and confusion filled his expression, mirrored by the worried looks exchanged between the young couple.

Zenitsu hesitated for a moment before responding, "She's...uh, well..."

Nezuko sighed heavily and added, "She's alright, Tengen. Don't worry. But we're not sure where she is exactly."

Tengen's confusion deepened as he pressed for more information. "What do you mean? Where did she go?"

Zenitsu explained, "When we arrived earlier, she mentioned that she wanted to be alone for a while and walked away. We don't know where she went."

Tengen was dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events. What could have happened that prompted you to seek solitude without informing anyone? Concern for your well-being gnawed at him, urging him to take action.

Bidding Zenitsu and Nezuko farewell, Tengen hastily left the office, determined to find you. He retrieved his phone and dialed your number, hoping for a response, but to his disappointment, you remained unreachable.

Lost in his pursuit, Tengen didn't notice Giyuu and Tanjiro approaching him until he accidentally collided with the Water Hashira's executive secretary, causing the younger man to stumble and land on the floor.

Apologizing quickly, Tengen refocused his attention on his friends. Giyuu and Tanjiro sensed something was amiss as they observed Tengen's distracted demeanor.

"What's wrong? Is something bothering you?" Giyuu asked, his concern evident.

Tengen replied with a sense of urgency, "I've been trying to find Y/N, but she seems to have disappeared. Zenitsu mentioned she went into hiding and isn't answering her phone."

Tanjiro pondered the situation, musing, "I wonder what could have happened to her."

"That makes two of us," Tengen said, sharing their confusion and worry and realizing he wasn't alone in his concern.

"Maybe you should try calling her again, and if she doesn't respond, it might be best to give her some space for now," Giyuu suggested.

Reluctantly, Tengen nodded in agreement, realizing that continuously reaching out to you might not be the best approach.

Returning a small, appreciative grin to his friends, Tengen made his way back to his office, his mind filled with thoughts of your well-being and the mystery surrounding your sudden withdrawal.

Zenitsu and Nezuko watched Tengen with hopeful anticipation, their eyes filled with the desire for positive news. However, it seemed that Tengen had been unsuccessful in reaching you, leaving them with a sense of disappointment.

The hours dragged on for Tengen, with each passing minute a painful reminder of your absence. As he mechanically typed away at his computer, his mind and heart remained fixated on you. The worry within him continued to grow, and he couldn't shake the nagging question of what had happened to you.

Just as Tengen's patience was wearing thin, you finally returned to the office, entering the room with a mix of relief and exhaustion evident on your face. Tengen, who had fallen asleep while waiting for you, was still hunched over his desk, snoring loudly.

Feeling a surge of guilt wash over you, you couldn't bear the weight of your actions. Disappearing without a word had been a thoughtless decision fueled by fear and anxiety, and now you regretted the inconvenience it caused both Tengen and your friends. With a visible wince, you realized the impact of your actions.

As you gathered your belongings and tidied up your desk, your guilt weighed heavily on you. Finally, you made your way to Tengen's desk, your exhaustion evident but overridden by a deep sense of remorse. One look at his slumbering form, and you felt a rush of relief and love. Extending your hand, you gently ran your fingers through his disheveled hair, finding solace in the act.

Tengen stirred from his sleep, his eyes widening in surprise as he caught sight of you. His voice, rough and strained from his nap, croaked as he called out your name. The dryness in his throat caused his voice to break as he nearly yelled your name, a mix of disbelief and joy evident in his expression.

Tengen held you tightly as you rested against his chest, the both of you sinking into his chair. In the rush of the moment, your backpack fell to the floor, but thankfully, neither of you were hurt.

"I'm sorry, I was just—"

"No, it's fine," you said, a tiny smile on your face.

"I should be the one apologizing to you, Tengen; I'm sorry for suddenly disappearing and causing you concern."

In an effort to make you both more comfortable, Tengen leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. However, to his surprise, tears began to stream down your face. Concern flooded his features as he witnessed your heartbreaking sadness.

"Woah, woah—Y/N, hey, what's wrong?" Tengen's voice trembled with worry as he held you closer, his heart aching at the sight of your tears. He continued to comfort you, gently rubbing your back and providing a safe haven in his embrace.

Your cries filled the air as you struggled to find your voice, the overwhelming emotions spilling out through your trembling lips. Tengen held you tighter, his presence a pillar of strength, as you let your tears flow freely.

As he whispered soothing hums, Tengen's touch and voice gradually calmed you down. The warmth of his embrace and his words of reassurance brought a small sense of solace, even in the midst of your lingering sadness.

"You have nothing to apologize for, my love." Tengen's words carried tenderness and understanding, further softening the grip of your anguish. His unwavering support gave you a glimmer of hope amidst the pain.

Time passed, and you continued to find solace in Tengen's embrace. After a while, your tears began to subside, and you raised your head to meet his gaze. Tengen's eyes softened as he took in the sight of your red, puffy nose, bloodshot eyes, and disheveled hair. With utmost care, he tucked your hair behind your ears and cupped your cheek, his thumb caressing your dampened cheeks.

"Feeling better?" Tengen asked gently, his concern still evident in his voice. You nodded slightly, acknowledging the small shift in your emotions.

"A little."

"Here, drink some water before we talk," Tengen said, his voice filled with concern. He extended his tumbler towards you, and you gratefully accepted it, feeling the cool liquid soothe your parched throat. After taking a few refreshing sips, you returned the tumbler to him, feeling a sense of comfort in his presence.

"Ready to talk, love?" Tengen asked, his eyes reflecting a mix of empathy and support.

You nodded, your voice still fragile. "Yeah."

With a deep breath, you began to unravel the events of the day, recounting the chance encounter with an old acquaintance. The memories stirred a mix of emotions within you, and you found solace in confiding in Tengen. You spoke about the complexities of your past friendship, once strong but now fractured, and how it had all unraveled during that fateful conversation. The hurtful words, the resurfacing of old wounds, and the subsequent panic attack that had overwhelmed you—every detail spilled from your lips.

As you shared your experiences, you couldn't help but reflect on the toxic dynamics that had plagued your friendship. The realization hit you with a wave of anger, mingled with disappointment in yourself for allowing someone to gaslight you once more. It was a painful reminder of the emotional abuse you had endured from your parents, and now you had unwittingly let someone else inflict similar harm upon you. The weight of it all settled heavily on your shoulders, making you feel unwanted, insignificant, and disposable.

Tengen listened intently, absorbing every word you spoke. His heart ached with each self-deprecating comment you made. He was familiar with the history between you and her, but seeing you break down like this stirred a profound sadness within him.

When you finally finished pouring out your thoughts and emotions, Tengen remained silent for a moment. It seemed as if he wanted to give you space to ensure that you had said everything you needed to, or perhaps he was gathering his own thoughts to share with you. A small chuckle escaped his lips, a tender sound that broke through the heaviness of the conversation. He pulled you into another embrace, holding you tightly as you looked at him with eyes filled with sorrow, silently urging him to continue the conversation.

In that embrace, you found comfort and a glimmer of hope. The weight of the world may have felt crushing, but Tengen's presence reminded you that you were not alone in this struggle. With his support, you felt empowered to face the challenges ahead and find healing from the wounds of the past.

"It's true that you said something hurtful too," Tengen began gently, his voice filled with understanding. "You let your anxiety get the best of you and allowed it to cloud your judgment. Instead of honestly expressing your true feelings, you made assumptions and questioned her friendship. I want you to know that you were not without fault in this situation. But here's the important part—right now, you're actively working on improving yourself, not just for the sake of others but especially for yourself. And you've been doing an incredible job. Your confidence has grown, your communication skills are improving, and you've learned to pause and reflect before speaking. You're making significant progress, y/n, but encountering her today seemed to shake that foundation. It felt as if all your efforts had been in vain. She made you feel worthless once again, and for that, I am deeply sorry you had to go through such pain. I wish I had been there for you."

As Tengen held you tightly in his arms, he felt the tremors coursing through your body. Tears welled up in your eyes once more, threatening to spill over.

"I thought I had moved on from all of this long ago, but seeing her today..." you trailed off, the weight of the emotions choking your voice.

"Yeah, I understand," Tengen interjected, his voice laced with reassurance. "You stood up for yourself admirably, and I'm truly proud of you."

Clutching him tighter, you let your tears flow freely, dampening his dress shirt. "I'm sorry, Tengen. I'm sorry for not confiding in you earlier."

"Shhh, sweetheart, I've told you it's completely fine. Don't apologize," Tengen whispered soothingly, his voice a balm to your troubled soul.

"I-I'm just so used to bottling everything up. I'm scared of opening up because I fear that you might respond the same way she did. I'm accustomed to people belittling my feelings," you confessed, your voice filled with vulnerability.

In response, Tengen tightened his embrace, his own eyes brimming with unshed tears. He showered a cascade of kisses upon your head, using every gesture and every word to convey his unwavering love for you.

"I love you," he declared firmly yet tenderly. "I love you so much, y/n. Zenitsu loves you too, Nezuko-chan cares for you too, and everyone in this building loves and cares for you. We wholeheartedly accept every part of you, including your flaws. Though you may have lost her, you still have us. We will never leave your side, y/n. That's a promise I intend to keep for the rest of my life."

You both remained locked in each other's embrace, finding solace and strength in each other's presence. Time seemed to stand still as you allowed yourselves to feel the depth of your emotions, finding comfort and reassurance in the unbreakable bond you shared.

With every ounce of his being, Tengen strived to alleviate your pain, and thankfully, his efforts bore fruit. The weight that burdened your heart still lingered, but its grip gradually loosened with each passing moment.

You shifted slightly, breaking away from the embrace to meet Tengen's gaze. And in that moment, a genuine smile graced your lips—a smile that held a glimmer of hope and gratitude. "Thank you, Tengen," you whispered, your voice filled with sincerity.

Tengen's eyes sparkled as he mirrored your smile. "Anytime, my love," he replied, his voice warm and reassuring.

The words hung in the air, carrying with them a profound sense of love and belonging. In the midst of the emotional storm, you found solace in knowing that you were not alone. You were supported, cherished, and loved unconditionally.

"I love you," you affirmed, your voice carrying the weight of your emotions.

"And I love you," Tengen reciprocated, his words carrying a deep resonance that echoed throughout your souls.

In that moment, as the shadows of the past began to fade, you both understood the power of your connection. Love had the ability to heal, to uplift, and to strengthen. And together, you would face the challenges that lay ahead, knowing that you had each other to lean on.

Hand in hand, you faced an uncertain future, united by a love that defied all odds.

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[ferg0s]

Ok so now im stuck on the aomine porn theme and I desperately want a fic where a broke college student reader does a film with aomine for textbooks

id do it for less ngl kinda changed up the plot 😈

Getting into college was one challenge. Staying in college is another.

Everyday you would wake up wishing you could turn back time to when you were in high school - oh how free you were, financially of course - before the weight of all your problems hit you. Living on campus was a scam on its own. The amount you were paying was not worth the shitty air conditioning and garbage vomit of food. You had spent all your saved up funds paying your tuition for classes and your dorm, not to mention your car payments. It was fun to have around and did help a lot when it came to commuting to your job. Until you swerved to avoid a deer on the road and ended up crashing your car into a tree. Luckily, you were fine - your car however….

Reading the expenses made you want to fake your death and move to Alaska. There was no way you could pay all of that without going into severe credit card debt. Your Insurace didn’t cover it and if you lost your car you’d mostly likely lose your job, the only source of income you have. The stress of everything really had it’s effects on you, mostly your schoolwork. You began to fall behind on assignments. Your eating habits changed, your sleep schedule was fucked. You could ask your parents… but you couldn’t handle the earful they’d give you about how they were right. You thought you had no other choice, you had to go into debt - until…

Trixie, you weren’t sure if that was her real name, sat next to you in the longest lecture you had. You liked her. She was fun, bubbly and always there to entertain you when you felt like sleeping in the lecture. You were normally a calm and composed person, never cracking under pressure, but after hearing Trixie ask you what’s wrong - and that’s when the food gates opened. It was embarrassing, to be borderline crying in such a public place, but you didn’t care. Trixie listened to you vent, offering a tissue and rubbing circles on your back and calming you down.

“I think I might be able to help,” Trixie told you as she gave you another tissue.

~

Standing infront of the apartment door you wondered if this was really worth it. You almost wanted to bash Trixies skull in for even suggesting you do something like this, but then again what choice did you have. You desperately needed the money and she said you wouldn’t have to show your face. Plus it has been a while since you got some action…

Your hand hesitantly reached up and pressed down on the doorbell next to the door frame, hearing its ring echo in the apartment inside. For a second you heard nothing, you stood in silence as you reflected on the situation - ‘every life decision I’ve made led up to me doing this,’ you thought - the sudden sound of footsteps broke your train of thought. You heard the metallic sound of the lock twisting and then the door opened. The heavy smell of cologne hit you along with the sudden brightness coming from the apartment. The man at the door was much taller than you, causing you to tilt your head to look up at him. Your eyes met his, the intimidating glare he gave you was enough to make you want to run away. The black under shirt he wore complimented his tanned skin, and his dark blueish hair topped everything off. “Trixie sent me,” you managed to say while trying not to inhale the smell of the cologne. He stared down at you, as if examining you, before he Suddenly turned back and began to walk away. You stood by the door, dumbfounded, until you heard him call for you, “Close the door on your way in.” And so you did just that. You closed the door before taking off your shoes and tucking them away to the side.

“The bedrooms down the hallway to your left. First door to your right.” You heard him call out. By the tone of his voice you could tell that he was pretty nonchalant about the whole scenario. You did as you were told, walking down the hallway to your left and then into the first door on your right. It was a bed room… movie set. The lights were positioned around the bed, making sure to illuminate it at every angel and a high quality camera on a tripod at the foot of the bed. The walls of the room were padded with what you assumed was noice canceling panels.As you examines the room the door behind you shut, causing you to flinch, the man from before coming into view. As he walked towards the bed you got a full look at him. He was wearing pyjamas, looking like he had no care in the world, he has a rather athletic build… he was attractive.

“Okay,” he said turning back to you. “Safe words ‘velvet’, face away from the camera at all times and make as much noise as possible.”

Before you could even process what he has said he began to strip, taking off his shirt first before moving onto his pants. You stood in shock, eyes fixated of him - he quickly took notice of that. “Oi, you have to get naked too.”

It was embarrassing, having to strip down naked infront of a stranger. But you did it. The room was surprisingly not cold, borderline hot even, but that didn’t stop you from getting goosebumps. “C’mere,” he said gesturing to come to him. You walked over to the bed, him being on the other side. The distance the bed created made you feel more comfortable.

“Lay on the bed,” he said.

It was like going to some sick medical examination. He was looking down at you, poking and touching you like you were a rat about to be dissected by some high schoolers. He made his way down to your parted legs, opening your pussy lips. Your face burned as he examined you. “I think we can make use of this pretty pussy,” he said. He pulled his fingers away.

He walked over to the camera and turned it in, adjusting the angel and lowering the tripod to near the mattress level. He walked over to you, towering next to you beside the bed . “You ready?” He asked. You nodded and immediately he leaned down and pressed his lips on yours. You hesitated but kissed back - after all it was your job - you felt him get ontop of you, his body hovering over you as he deepened the kiss. He pulled back, catching his breath. “Remember what I told you before?” He asked. You recalled the safe word and his only request - be loud - and nodded. He gave you a smile and leaned back in. You knew this was professional business - but you couldn’t help but mix in a little bit of pleasure. You wouldn’t be able to score someone like him under normal circumstances, so you were trying to enjoy yourself. The kiss got sloppy, his tongue was lazily exploring your mouth as yours countered it’s movements. His hands began to roam down your body, the tips of his fingers ghosting over your skin. He trialed down your neck and to your chest, stopping at your breasts. He pulled away and looked down at them, a smile on his face.

“I could put these to good use if you want a bonus,” he smirked looking back up at you. You smiled - ‘why the fuck am I smiling?’ You thought - he leaned down and attached his mouth to your nipple, his tongue flicking the bud. You felt your nipple harden under the touch of his hot, wet tongue - his other hand soon following and grabbing your other boob. His fingers tweaked your nipples, toying with it as he pulled and fondled you. You didn’t have to try to fulfill his request - he knew exactly what he was doing. He pulled away, a string of drool connecting his bottom lip to the tip of your bud. As you tried to recollect your thoughts, you felt his lips on your neck, leaving soft kisses as he trialed his way down your chest. Each kiss zapped you with electricity, earning a gasp from you. His hands grabbed your sides, gently going down your curves as he dipped lower down your body. You held your breath, waiting for his lips to move underneath your bellybutton. The minute his lips grazed past and his head dipped lower your body tensed up and you subconsciously opened your legs to let him in.

The soft kiss on your mound sent butterflies to your stomach. The feeling of his tongue slithering it’s way between your folds made your head spin. Using his hands to spread your legs further apart, he began to flick your clit with his tongue. It was awkward yes - but it felt too good for you to care. Just as you fully submerged to the pleasure, he stopped, getting up and grabbing the camera. “We need a better angle,” he mumbled. For a second you forgot you were making porn. After adjusting the camera, bringing it way to close to where you laid, he got back between your legs. “Spread your legs more - I want your cunt to show.”

A sick part of you liked knowing you were being watched while getting ravished like this. A strangers face buried in your cunt, eating you out like his last meal, fingers stuffed in you - hooked and boxing your g-spot - while you grabbed your ankles and kept your legs open. You knew that moans in the standard pornos were fake - but the borderline screams you were letting out were real, a product of the skilled tongue and fingers of the man between your legs.

You had a minute to regroup your thoughts when he got up to move the camera once again. Your brain was fried, legs trembling, and face as hot as the sun. You barely processed him getting back ontop of you. His face was inches away from yours. “Okay - remember, velvet.” He said. You nodded, unable to look away from him. “I have a condom on - I’m going in - I might get intense so let me know if it hurts or if you want a different position - remember ‘velvet’ - and make a lot of noise.” You nodded like an airhead and watched as he lifted up your legs and began to adjust ontop on you. Getting in his knees and lining himself up. He reached over to the side table, grabbing a bottle. You watched him squirt the lube out and rub it on it dick, spreading the excess on your cunt.

Nothing could’ve prepared you for his size. No amount of lube, stretching, foreplay. “Fuck - you’re a virgin?” He hissed as he sunk deeper in your pussy. Your body, too overwhelmed, failed to respond to him. Your Mewls satisfied him and he began to move once you quiet down. Your legs wrapped around his torso, pulling him in deeper. You knew he said it was going to be intense - but not this intense. He fucked you mercilessly in that position, his body slapping against yours as his dick rearranged your digestive track. The heavy pants coming from him would occasionally turn into grunts and groans - maybe moans - which threw you over the edge. You could feel the liquid mixture of lube and your own slick dripping down your ass and onto the sheets. Your g-spot took the abuse like a champ, but it could only go for so long. You came, legs locking around him as you let out cries of pleasure - tears streaming down your face and nails digging into his (toned) back - promptly causing him to cum shortly after.

He was kind enough to let you use his shower. Throwing your clothes in the wash and making you a meal. When you came out you were met by a folded shirt and sweats in the bathroom sink. His folded shirt and sweats. You assumed your clothes were still being washed so you put them on and made your way to the living room. He sat at a kitchen island, laptop infront of him, as he took bites of the sandwich in his hand. “BLT,” was all he said. You got the hint ans grabbed the one waiting for you next to the stove. You sat down across from him, watching him as he focused on whatever was on the laptop. Suddenly he jerked up.

“Oh I almost forgot,” he got up and ran to the hallway. Coming back a minute later with a piece of paper and a pen. “Some legal stuff so I can use the material from tonight - I’ll send the money tomorrow so write your details and stuff too on the back.”

He put the paper infront of you and you grabbed the pen from his hand.

He kept his word and sent you the money, a little extra too because “you were easy to work with,” the phrase you didn’t understand the meaning of until you found yourself underneath him one more time as he stuffed your sore cunt with his dick. Not for business, but for pleasure.

#knb imagines #ferg0s #knb smut #knb x reader #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basquet #kurokos basketball #knb daiki aomine #knb aomine #aomine daiki #aomine x y/n #aomine imagines #aomine smut #aomine daiki x reader #aomine x reader

[sparklingchim]

[your] love's the only hoax i believe in; 01 (m)|jjk

pairing: jungkook x you

word count: 9.5k

genre: fuckboy!jungkook, angst(kinda broke my own heart while writing ngl), smut, college au

warnings: gguk is really mean in the end, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, swearing, oral (m receiving), fingering, cum eating, groping, dirty talk, rough sex, mentions of vibrator, brief spanking, size kink, multiple orgasms, protected sex, names calling, mentions of exhibitionism, jungkook kinda insults taylor swift (but oc defends her!)

summary: not in a million years would you have thought you'd find yourself in the arrangement of giving free tutoring lessons to the biggest fuckboy on campus in exchange of letting him fuck you. so, how exactly did you end up here?

a/n: i put a lot of effort and time (despite having to learn for exams 🤡) into this piece so i hope you like it!!🥺

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The squeaky sounds of your sneakers ricochets off the walls as you're marching through the hall of the university facility. You walk fast, not only because you have somewhere to be, but also because you always stroll everywhere in brisk motions. Life is rushing past your eyes just like how you are walking past the tranquil students that saunter in the hallway. The apathy that dwells upon those people were something that you secretly hankered after.

However, you really have no time to think about how they - or perhaps even everyone that surrounds you - come off as so composed and mellow because you're already two minutes too late to your study session with Jeon Jungkook. Why did past you think that you'd be able to get from your class to the library - that's in another faculty - in only five minutes? It was impossible.

After some more sprinting you find yourself in the library. It doesn't take long to spot the dark-haired guy that was gifted with those captivating eyes. He sits somewhere near the huge windows, reading something in a book before typing on his laptop. You pretend that you don't notice the small buckle of your knees when you take his whole appearance into observation, while walking towards him.

Jeon Jungkook is utterly gorgeous. He looks splendid, magnificent, imposing and so much more. Which was also the reason why you were such a stuttering mess when he suddenly approached you to ask if you could help him with some classes a few days ago. His beauty literally snapped your breath away.

,,Y/n!" an unfamiliar voice shouts into the chilly spring air, when you just left the library, a few books stapled in your arms.You turn around and search for that someone that called your name. You don't expect to be met with a pair of hooded eyes that make you gulp.

It was Jeon Jungkook in his full splendour, his prestige radiating something electrifying in the air. Despite the impressiveness of his visuals that you get to ogle from up close your mind drifts off to why he knows who you are. Why does Jeon Jungkook know that you exist?

,,Uh, y-yes?" In spite of trying to come off as nonchalant your voice gives you away. There was just something about him that intimidated and let uncertainty mingle inside you.

,,You do one on one tutoring sessions, right?" he asks, expectantly waiting for your answer. The wind that picks up and sweeps his cologne into your nostrils doesn't help to organise your thoughts, they only get fuzzier.

,,Yeah..I-I offer some."

,,Good. I need some help with a few classes and Namjoon recommended you to me, said you were the best in your shared classes." Jungkook's gaze never shifts from your eyes, unlike yours because - oh wow look, what a beautiful leave there is on the ground - holding eye contact with this handsome men was just too much. ,,Of course only after him," he chuckles and that soft sound makes your eyes dart up again, the beauty of his scrunched features when he chuckles now embedded in your memory.

You try to compose yourself without him noticing that he somehow has so much impact on you without even doing something distinguishing. ,,I have a lot to do at the moment, so I have to check my schedule first." - you clear your throat to get that annoying layer of nervousness away that encases your voice - ,,It could take a while tho, because I already have a few tutoring lessons going on at the moment."

Jungkook looks baffled for a moment. He didn't think that there was a chance of you rejecting him. He wasn't aware of the fact that your were so engaged in the whole tutor thing, but it seems like you were kinda well-known for that on campus. How would he know though? Jungkook had very little interest in anything that had to do with studying. But here you are, in some extent turning him down, saying it straight into face. Jungkook couldn't pass it off like that.

,,What a shame. I was looking forward to it. I think we'd have so much fun. Y'know, you seem like you can teach me a lot." You blink. You'd have so much fun? You can teach him a lot? What was he trying to imply? ,,But I guess I should've come to you sooner, huh? At least the people you're tutoring get the bless to have you as their study guide." Why was he suddenly looking down at you with those big innocent eyes? This wasn't what you imagined him to be when you heard everyone gossip about the infamous fuckboys newest escapade at the frat house. Something softens inside you.

,,Do you mind giving me your number? O- of course only for the purpose of texting you if the tutor sessions work out!" you blurt out, gulping when you await his answer.

A grin tugs on Jungkook once he understood the meaning behind your words. ,,Absolutely."

That day you couldn't forget your little intervention with Jungkook and how his whole energy exhibited smugness and sublimity in such an effortless way - that kind of enticed you, but you wouldn't admit that - until a dreamless sleep washed over you.

So now you stand at Jungkooks table, ready to start the first tutor lesson with him. He was lucky that this one girl ended the study session two days after Jungkook approached you - because you taught her well enough that she didn't need you anymore - so you were able to slide Jungkook into her slot.

You hawk, trying to gain Jungkooks attention. You're not sure how he could be so immersed into whatever he's typing on his laptop or maybe he's mad because your 5 minutes too late, but that couldn't be the case, right? Jungkook looks up at you, a gentle smile tugging on his lips. Nope, doesn't seem to be mad at all. Good. Because your not up for a debate about how your were already so unprofessional before the study lessons even started. You weren't usually like this, you were always on time but Jungkook insisted on having the first tutor lesson on Wednesday at this time, so there wasn't even a chance that you would be punctual if you didn't get out of class earlier.

,,Hi," you greet him, tone sounding meek. You settle yourself in the seat in front of him. His eyes follow you, that grin never leaving his face. And that buzzing feeling - that flooded your bones once you saw Jungkook sitting here - doesn't leave too.

,,Hello, Y/n." Is it normal to feel shivers down your spine after someone says your name? Perhaps the essential thing is that it wasn't just someone that said your name - it was Jeon Jungkook to be clear.

,,Uh, have you sorted out some specific topics where you're lacking the most, so that we can start there?" Talking about studies and university stuff gains confidence in your voice.

When you start talking about why you're both actually here, Jungkook sighs and that sluggish smile is nowhere to be found. He thought that you'd maybe be up to some talking first, perhaps getting to know each other because Jungkook finds your shy persona somehow interesting. But as soon as you sat down you were immediately doing your job, no indication to talk to each other to at least try to establish a solid relationship to see how things are working between the two of you or whatsoever. You don't care about things like that - you're only here to help this boys difficulties that he has with getting through university.

Nonetheless, Jungkook would not settle with this kind of distant relationship. He wants to have more fun if he was already going to do something so boring voluntarily. Jungkook needs a bit more thrill at this sessions and he was glad that he reached out to you, because your innocent and timid manners oddly attract him. ,,I wrote some down," he answers.

You start grabbing your stuff from your bag, placing them on the table. ,,So," - you open a few books while your laptop powers up - ,,Where do you want to start?" Jungkook hands you a paper and you examine it briefly. ,,Aren't these like... all your classes?" you ask.

,,Yeah," he admits, rubbing his neck.

Sigh. You didn't know that Jungkook would be such a difficult case.

,,Hey, do you wanna grab takeout with me? You can choose where," Jungkook offers when you're both done and are packing your things.

,,Uhm, I pass," you retort.

While you're occupied with still packing your stuff, Jungkook freezes. He blinks several times. Did you just reject him so...casually?

When you turn back to him you perceive Jungkooks bewildered state. Oh no. That probably came off as rude. ,,It's- It's just that I'm gonna meet up with Hoseok," you clarify.

Hoseok? Jungkook recalls having someone with that name in a class. ,,You both are....?" Of course a pure and beautiful girl like you would have a boyfriend.

,,Wha- Oh, no- no! Nothing like that. He's working on a project and asked me to help him out a bit." Jungkook feels relieved. Despite having some interest in you, he would never do something with a taken girl. That was under his morals. But then again, it was already evening and you didn't plan on going home after this? How much stuff do you manage to do within a day?

,,Okay then, see you next time, gorgeous," he says, throwing his bag over his shoulder and granting you his signature smirk before strolling off.

There was a weird tingly feeling inside your stomach that you couldn't quite decipher.

Bizarrely you end up in the same situation as last time. You're coming late to your meet up with Jungkook again.

You rush to the library, pushing the heavy doors open and relishing in the warmth of the building. Then you sprint to the same desk as last time, hoping he had chosen that same spot again and yes, he luckily did. In quick steps you plump your ass on the chair in front of him, panting heavily.

,,Hi, we're gonna start from where we stopped last time?" You quickly open your bag and swiftly take your notes and books out.

,,Wow, slow down there. Maybe we just wait till your not hyperventilating anymore?" he humours.

,,I'm fine, did you open your file so we can start?" You open your books, trying to find the page, but suddenly two hands dart to yours, wrapping themselves around your wrist. You immediately stop in your tracks. Jungkooks fingers glide down to your hands and wreathes them over yours.

You don't dare to look up at him. Truthfully, you don't want to know what kind of look he has on his face. Jungkook's warmth from his hands conveys into you, your body relaxing and your agitated emotions settle themselves somewhere deep down. It takes a while for your breath to calm down since you were never actively doing any sorts of sport - despite you rush through life like you're never going to be able to finish off everything that you want to accomplish in your span of life.

Why couldn't stressing over life count as some mental sport? You're sure stressing over something burned some calories.

Jungkook notices you dark rings under your eyes, he had already seen them when he first approached you and after that, when you had your first meeting. You seem tired, worn out, but it also looks like that you don't take a break from anything. A tiny bit of guilt mingles inside Jungkook, but if the tutoring lessons that he asked you for were too much you wouldn't have accepted his request...right? ,,You're okay now?" he asks softly. You lock your eyes on his face, his caring manner confusing you.

,,Why are you being like this?"

,,Whatchu mean?"

,,You're like...really nice to me."

,,You don't give me a reason not to be," Jungkook answers, his thumbs softly grazing your skin. The soft gesture overwhelms you, making you feel a lot of good emotions all at once so you pull your hands back, fidgeting with your fingers on your lap. Jungkook nibbles at his bottom lip, withdrawing his arms from table and leaning back on his chair. ,,Why do you think I wouldn't be nice to you anyway?"

,,People talk a lot. Especially about you and your friends. And they say that you're not really friendly towards other students."

,,And you're judging me based off on other people's opinion?" Jungkook folds his arms, suddenly looking so intimidating.

,,I guess so..."

,,At least you're honest," he humours, a small smile displayed on his lips.

,,I think we can start now," you say, opening your books.

Jungkooks smile falters. He wants to learn more about you, wants to study you instead of these boring things. However, it doesn't seem like you have any interest in encountering with Jungkook if it doesn't have to do with studying. And somehow that triggers something inside him. Jungkook felt some kind of attraction towards you, but his reputation makes you back away from him.

He sighs loudly. Why is he feeling so frustrated?

,,I'm heading to the frat party, you wanna join?" You're both occupied with packing up your stuff after your fruitful session.

,,I don't really have time for that," you answer. And even if you would have time, you'd never go to the frat house. You absolutely hate parties.

,,It's Friday. Where do you possibly have to be except at home and enjoying the weekend?"

,,A guy needs my help to revision some stuff," you answer, putting your last item inside your bag, but you don't stand up yet. Jungkook had packed his things too and stays seated.

,,Just cancel him then."

,,I can't."

,,And why is that so?"

,,He recently got a letter that said he would get kicked out if his grades are not gonna get better. He's writing an exam on Monday, so I gotta help him."

,,You need to stop feeling responsible for other people's doom."

,,It's not like that," you defend yourself, even though there was a little voice in your mind that told you that Jungkook was right.

,,Yeah it is. Why are you being so delusional?" Delusional? Why was he getting so intrusive all of a sudden?

,,I just don't want him to fail. I'm just being nice, that's all. Maybe you don't know what that's like 'cause you're treating everyone like shit."

There it was. You're confronting him about his reputation again. And maybe you are right. Maybe Jungkook treats everyone like shit, but he couldn't be like that to you. Somehow Jungkook finds you different than all the other people in this stupid university and he hates the fact that you don't want to have something to do with him. It's not like he didn't notice the stares you give him when you thought he wouldn't notice because he was occupied with something. He noticed every single glance of yours. And he also hates how you drown yourself into work when it's not even your work. You're so immersed into helping other people, that you forget to take care for yourself.

,,Your levelheadedness gives one the impression that you'd be capable of having an organised life, but your not even reserving some time for you in your own damn life."

,,I am organised!" you exclaim.

He rolls his eyes. ,,Your gonna focus on that part and ignore the other stuff? Because it was true and you don't want to admit it?"

,,I don't know why my personal life should be your concern." You absolutely don't like to be confronted with how you live your life.

,,Just saying. I don't wanna pay money for study session when the tutor keeps coming late."

Jungkooks sudden offensive words infuriates you. ,,It won't happen again," you snap and grab your bag to rush out of the library.

It happened when you met Jungkook at your third meeting. (Jungkook apologised through a text message the same day he started that unnecessary fight with you and as long as he wasn't gonna come at you like that again you were fine with tutoring him.)

While you walk up to him - this time not having to rush - he notices you before you had to announce your appearance. A polite smile graces your lips while he watches you walk over to him.

,,Did you do the few tasks that I wanted you to do last time?" you ask while sliding onto your usual chair. Perhaps a little hesitance lingers in your voice, because you're still a bit awkward after that little fight you had with Jungkook. But Jungkook seems like he had already forgotten what happened and acted all natural. That soothes you a little.

Jungkook hums, eyes flickering to your cute outfit that you're wearing. Some tight fitted t-shirt - Jungkook loves the way your boobs look in it - and a regular pair of skinny jeans - Jungkook would love to see your ass in it. In conclusion; Jungkook finds you hot. ,,Yeah, I have, but there's something more important," he answers.

,,What is it?" You don't look at him, too caught up in finding your notes in your bag, but still curious as to what he is about to say.

,,I have an assignment due today and it's not finished yet."

You sigh and glance at him. ,,How far are you?"

,,I just named the google doc."

You cock a brow up. He has to be shitting you. You take another deep breath, calming your senses. ,,How much time is left?"

,,Like 3 hours?"

You're well aware of the fact that these tutor lesson do not mean that you're gonna help them doing their homework. But this idiot was really something else. You could make an exception for him, right? And by the way his eyes are looking so intently into yours you can tell that he's hoping for the same thing. ,,You know that I'm not here to do your homework with you, right?"

,,I know, but I really forgot that I had to hand it in today," he clarifies. He really did. Jungkook is glad that you were here to - hopefully - help him.

,,Okay, we can do this. Yeah, just" - you sway your hand in fast motions to gesture him to turn his laptop around - ,,Let me see what you have to write about. You're gonna hand it in on time, we just have to be quick."

,,Sit next to me," he suggests and moves the chair next to him back. You don't even think about the proximity that you're gonna have by sitting next to Jungkook, the only thing that's on your mind is to finish that essay with him.

So when you sit next to him and you're literally able to smell his intoxicating scent, a thick layer of fog loops around your mind, reminding you of your mixed emotions that you felt towards Jungkook - even though the most prominent one was the indisputable enthrallment that drew you to him.

Throughout the whole event of writing Jungkooks essay as fast as possible there is a strong tension going on between the two of you. First you misinterpreted it, thinking that the heavy air is the outcome of the little quarrel that you had. Then you thought he might be in distress because he's afraid of not being able to finish his work on time, but you quickly throw that thought away. If he would be that worried he would've started sooner with it.

You only come to the right solution when Jungkook and you stare at each other and both of you are not able to look back. The reason why the strong tension dwelled in the air are the two of you. You both are responsible for the sizzling and electrifying environment that you're in.

You're the first one to withdraw your eyes from his warm orbs, looking back at the table and being greeted with the sight of his fingers laying on yours. Oh. That's why you looked at Jungkook in the first place. You both wanted to grab the book and ended up in this situation.

You pull your hand from under his bigger one. Your cheeks are probably flushed now, but you can't force the embarrassment back. The gap between your chairs was somehow also non-existent anymore. At some point either Jungkook or you moved closer to the other one. ,,You can have it," you say, chin pointing at the book. You can feel Jungkook's burning stare from the side, but you can't look at him now. What you don't anticipate is his hand reaching down to your thigh instead of grabbing the book.

,,I have an idea," Jungkook whispers, ignoring the book completely. His deep voice triggers goose bumps all over you.

,,What is it?" You slowly dart you gaze back to him.

,,Would you let me fuck you in exchange of free study lessons?"

,,W-what?"

,,Y'know, we hook up and I get free lessons?" Okay, but that was really not what you expected when you agreed on being his tutor. But you can't deny that his questions thrills you and you actually start to ponder about it. Was there anything that could go wrong if you'd agree to fuck Jeon Jungkook? You can't come up with something, so you look into his eyes, determination set in you.

When Jungkook observes your features he knows that he got you; you would agree to the arrangement that Jungkook offered. He smirks. ,,I see, the thought of hooking up with me caught your interest, huh?" Jungkook teases. Of course he'd never loose his arrogant attitude. Asshole...really hot asshole.

,,And what benefit would I get from that? I don't have a lot of spare time anyway, so why should I give you free tutoring lessons?"

,,When was the last time you got dick?"

,,Huh?" You cheeks flush instantly. Maybe you shouldn't have asked...You relent when he doesn't stop staring at you with his brow darted up. ,,Uhmm" - you ponder about his question for a long second - ,,More than half a year?" you answer in a meek voice.

,,Oh fuck."

,,Just because you get some everyday doesn't mean that half a year is a long time," you roll your eyes.

,,No, I didn't...It was..," Jungkook trails off. He only cursed because the thought of splitting your tight little pussy open hit him. But he couldn't tell you that. ,,Just- Look, you constantly have work to do, so I think spending some time occupying yourself with something else than helping others would actually help you. And I just kinda need the money that I'm spending for this study lessons, because I'm broke...So are you up for it?"

Jungkook was broke? And despite that he still wanted the tutor lessons? You could already tell that Jungkook was mostly lost in your first session - he wasn't dumb though. It was probably because he never listened in any classes which resulted in him not knowing what was going on in any of them. Nevertheless, Jungkook is a quick learner.

,,And you don't only want this for free because I keep coming late, do you?"

,,Nah, definitely not cause of that. Just a few minutes that I had to wait for your beautiful face to show up."

Your face crimsons. ,,I mean...I could like pay-pay you back for that? Maybe with..." Your eyes shoot to his groin before settling back to to his warm orbs.

,,Are you offering me a blowjob?"

,,I mean...uh, yes?" His candid words make you feel insecure again, despite what you literally just offered him. You fidget with your fingers before huffing. ,,Why do you always have to be so direct?" Jungkooks blunt nature was making you really nervous.

,,Why? You don't like it? You don't want to hear how badly I wanna have your innocent lips wrapped around my cock?" Oh God. How did everything escalate so quickly? But you couldn’t deny the fact that you panties were dampening. Thank God that you both had finished the essay already. You hastily grab your phone from the table.

,,Your or my place? Or do you have an exhibitionism kink?" While typing on your phone you quickly shoot him a look that says something along the lines off 'You think so?' to which he responds with a chuckle.

,,I'm just gonna cancel my roommate. We were supposed to go to the cinema today with some of her friends, but...I changed my mind." Jungkook smiles at that. Finally you found him good enough that you didn't turn him - but your friend down. He's not sure why, but it felt good to know that he was currently placed high in your priority list.

,,Let's go to my place," you announce while standing up. Jungkook grins, relishing in the fact that you're hurriedly packing your things because you can't wait to get his dick between your lips.

You didn't think that you could end up in a situation like that. Feeling giddiness manifesting as you think about all the things that you could to with Jungkook once you're both at your place.

That tingly sensation that you felt in your stomach a few days ago made an appearance again. This time it felt more like some little caterpillars in your stomach, creating tingles inside you as they get ready to transform into butterflies.

~

,,Look at your small mouth wrapped around my big cock."

You're currently occupied with bobbing your head up and down Jungkook length, taking him as far as you can without gagging around him.

The rousing heat that lodged between the two of you never slackened when the two of you went to your place as quick as possible. Frankly, it did the quite opposite.

That's how you ended up so quickly on your knees as soon as you both got inside your room and Jungkook sat down on your bed. You didn't hesitate a second before dropping down on the carpet between his legs and watching him discard his pants and boxers with hungry eyes.

,,Can you take more? Hm?" Jungkook combs his fingers though your hair, the soft gesture sending shivers down your spine. You try to get more of him inside you throat, gagging when you reached your limit. You've never had someone that was as big as Jungkook - his size made your eyes nearly fall off because he is so massive - so it was no surprise for you that you weren't able to take all of him. The sounds you made while chocking on his cock spurred Jungkook even more on.

,,You're too big," you answer after pulling off, hand jacking him off in fast motions. Some strands fall onto your face as you slightly lean away, but Jungkook is quick to hold them back with his hand, creating a makeshift ponytail.

He grins down at you, enjoying to have the pleasure of seeing you in such a submissive state. ,,Too big for your little mouth, huh?" he coos, but his actions are quite the opposite from his tone when he suddenly puts pressure on your head and forces you back onto his cock. You take him willingly, opening your mouth and taking him as far as you're capable of. He holds you there, not allowing you to start bobbing your head. When you start swirling your tongue and swallow around him Jungkook throws his head back, the pleasure that you give him feeling excruciatingly good. ,,Where'd you learn to suck dick so well?" he asks through gritted teeth.

Your eyes start tearing up and soon he tugs at your hair. With a strangled moan you pop his length out of your mouth, panting heavily. Jungkook watches the graphic scene in front of him; tears brimming in your eyes, your mouth swollen from your sucking and a string of saliva connecting your full lips to his hard cock.

He already found you hot, but now you just became a thousand times more attractive in his eyes. Jungkook didn't know that you'd be up for such a messy blowjob, but the fact that your pure and innocent being had such a dirty side was doing something to him.

You duck down again, holding his cock up with your little hand and peppering kisses over his length. Then you start swirling your tongue over his sensitive tip, causing him to breath loudly through his nose. You start sucking and licking his tip while your hand picks up its movements again.

,,Fuck, feels so good, babe," he curses and perhaps if you wouldn't be sucking his dick you would have flushed at the pet name, but you're literally giving him head right now so there isn't much left for you to feel embarrassed about. You moan around his cock, making him hiss. ,,You like that pet name? Hm?"

You pop his cock out of your mouth. ,,Yeah," you mutter, ogling the way his brows are scrunched in rapture.

,,Come here," he says and grabs your arm. You hastily comply, getting up and straddling his lap.

You don't expect him to kiss you as soon as the proximity between your faces is close, but he does and you feel like you've never kissed anyone like that before. The languid movements quickly turn into a sloppy mess, consisting of lots of tongue and sharing saliva but you're just as eager to feel everything from Jungkook as he is. You moan into the kiss when he starts groping your ass through your jeans with both of his hands. The grinding on his hips come naturally when you feel your core getting wetter and wetter by the touch of his hands.

,,Get these pants off," he tells you after retracting from the kiss.

You stand up, discarding the tight pants and jumping on his lap once you threw it away somewhere. Now that there isn't much of a barrier left between his cock and your aching core - only your flimsy panties - the longing to finally feel his dick buried inside of you gets almost agonising. That's why you start grinding your hips on his groin again, relishing the feel of his hard member sliding against your clothed heat.

,,Shy girl is so turned on, isn't she?" God, yes. You weren't turned on like this for such a long time.

When you feel his finger pushing you panty to the side and starting to slide it through your folds you squirm above him. Jungkook watches how you whole expression switches into pure pleasure and he didn't even start touching the most sensitive parts yet. Jungkook starts toying with your swollen clit that ached to get attention. ,,Oh," you squeak and close your eyes. Your hands that are wrapped around his shoulders wander to tug at his hair on the nape of his neck.

,,Fuck, you're so responsive," he utters and doesn't stop drawing circles on your clit. Two fingers slide down to your hole, his thumb still flicking on your bundle of nerves while he slowly plunges his fingers in. You're tight. You're so fucking tight. Jungkook has to gulp. He zests in the way your walls make room for his fingers and asks himself how your little pussy is going to take his cock later on, but he has a feeling that your gonna take cock as good as you give head.

You whimper when his fingers are as deep as they can go. ,,Want me to make you cum?" You open your eyes and are met with his brown orbs already staring back at you.

,,Uh-huh," you nod. He doesn't wait any longer. Jungkook picks ups a steady rhythm with his fingers, his thumb never stopping the circling on your clit. He crooks his fingers, finding that sweet spot of yours that makes you cling onto him, pressing your body against his. The slick sounds of your pussy getting fucked by his fingers tinkles in your room. Jungkook movements are rapid, eager to make you come undone before he's going to fuck you brainless.

The consequence to your receptivity is that you reach your high pretty quickly. You're not entirely sure if it's really because it had been a long time since someone else than you had gotten you off or if it was due to Jungkooks skilled fingers that found all the right spots inside of you. ,,Jungkook!" You squirm on top of him, head resting on his shoulders and clinging onto him with dear life. You need a few seconds to calm down from that high.

,,You made such a mess on my fingers," Jungkook comments when he withdraws them from your quivering hole. You lean back, watching how he stares at his fingers that are covered in your arousal. You bite your lip. That was a lot. His digits are practically shining. Jungkook suddenly wraps his lips around his fingers, cleaning them with his mouth. Oh fuck. That looks so hot. ,,Taste so sweet." You smile coyly at his compliment. Once he's done with cleaning his fingers, he pulls your shirt over your head, making quick work in getting your bra off too before throwing them both away. ,,Shit, look at these tits."

He stares at them with amazed eyes, instantly groping your flesh. After squeezing, rolling your nipples between his fingers and teasingly tugging at your them, he leans down to flick his warm tongue against your hardened bud. You moan, fingers cascading through his hair as he gives your breasts attention. ,,How do you want it?" Jungkook asks after sucking on your bud, leaning to your other boob to give it the same recognition.

,,Uh, I don't know...," you mumble, the unexpected question making you feel jittery.

,,Any preference?" he mutters against your flesh.

When you feel the fan of his breath against your sensitive nipple you take a shaky breath before answering. ,,I like it rough...," you admit.

As if on cue Jungkook suddenly holds your by the hips and pushes you on the bed, your back landing on the soft duvets. You squeal at the sudden movement. Jungkook tugs your panties down and spreads your legs to make room for himself. He sits back on his heels, tugging his shirt from his body in a swift motion. Oh wow. His abs.

Then he comes down again, aiming for your neck and places wet kisses over your skin. He nibbles on your skin, gently sucking at it. You sigh in contentment. His mouth feels so good. You graze your hands over his chest, your fingers sliding over his abs. But then he abruptly stiffens above you.

,,Fuck, please tell me you have condoms," he says after retracting from your neck. You think you have never seen him that desperate before.

You chuckle at his expression. How fun would it be to say that your have none? But his expression tells you enough to know that he isn't up for teasing right now, because he's genuinely concerned that he's not goonna be able to fuck you.

,,I have some in my nightstand," you answer, watching how his whole face lights up in relief. Jungkook bends over to your nightstand, his shoulder coming very close to your face. You wrap one arm around his neck, skimming your digits over his skin till they stop at his shoulder. The sounds of his impatient hands rummaging through your drawer rings through the room.

,,You have a vibrator?!"

,,Huh?!"

Your head shoots to him. What was his hand doing in that drawer? Once you realise what's happening your whole being gets drenched in downright mortification.

,,Oh my God," he utters as he grabs a hold of your pink little vibrator and sits back on his heels.

,,Not that drawer you idiot!" you yell, clasping your hands on his body to get him away from your nightstand, but of course you have no chance against his weight. Jungkook looks at the vibrator completely astonished while you're cheeks flush in a really dark shade. ,,Get your dirty fingers away from that, Jungkook."

He darts his eyes to you. ,,Am I the one with the vibrator or you? Who's the dirty one now, huh?" The desire to whip that stupid smirk on his face away is really strong.

,,Why would you open the second drawer before looking inside the first one? Why do you have to be like that?" you whine.

,,Well, it's your poor choice of finding a hiding spot for it," he retorts, that stupid thing still in his hand.

,,Just put it back and open the first drawer," you roll your eyes.

,,No, wait- can we please use it?" he asks, like a little kid trying to persuade his mum to buy him a toy.

,,No."

,,No?"

,,No."

,,But we could have so much fun with it," he tries to allure you.

,,We're not using a vibrator, Jungkook. Put it back."

,,Fine," he sulks, reaching for the drawer to put it back to its place.

Once he grabs the condom and wraps it around his member, he is finally where you long for him the most. Jungkook grazes his mushroom tip over your folds, spreading your arousal all over your pink pussy lips. He nudges your clit, causing you to arch your back at the sensitivity. ,,Please," you pant, eyes closing when he doesn't stop toying with your clit.

,,Want my cock? Hm?" You nod vigorously, but that's not enough for him. He lets go of his hold on his cock - making you shudder when the friction on your bundle of nerves is gone - and squishes your cheeks between his fingers. ,,Use your words." Jungkooks finger loosen their hold so you're able to talk properly.

,,Please fuck me."

,,Mhm, shy girl knows how to use her dirty words, huh?" he teases and you bite your lip in embarrassment. Jungkook coaxed words out of your mouth that you never said out loud before. His hand leaves your face and starts aligning his throbbing cock against your entrance. Jungkook slowly pushes in, his thick tip pushing your walls apart. He intently watches how his dick vanishes in your quivering hole, moaning once your warmth is swathed around his entire length. You whimper beneath him, his big member reaching spots that you didn't know of. ,,Look at this tight pussy taking my cock so well," he breathes, leaning down to kiss and suck on your neck while you adjust to his size.

,,I think you can move now," you say after a while, wrapping your legs around his body. You arch your back when he teasingly rolls his hips into you.

,,You think you can take this?" he asks and places kisses along your jaw. Before you could say anything he already bottomed out and snapped his hips back again, the sharp thrust jolting your body up but Jungkook is quick to hold you down by your waist. You moan loud, his cock stretching you so deliciously.

Jungkook doesn't stop once he started thrusting his length in fast motions inside your greedy warmth. Your walls clench around him in a desperate attempt to keep his throbbing cock inside of you.

,,Fuck, you're squeezing me so hard." Jungkook peers down, eyeing the heavenly sight of his dick vanishing inside your hole before bottoming out and seeing your arousal sticking to the condom. Your fingers claw on his biceps, creating little marks with your nails on his glowing skin. Jungkook nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, his loud breathing right next to your ear. His tones sound so sinful and hot, causing to shoot a new gush of arousal right down your core.

,,Feels so good," you mumble, eyes rolling back. The lush titillation that Jungkook provides, fosters the knot in you stomach to flourish in a rapid way, even though you came only minutes ago. Your words cause Jungkook to sit back on his heels, determined to make you feel even better. He grabs your calves, pushes them your legs to your upper body and practically bends you in half. His rattling tempo never slows down, only changing into harder thrusts. Jungkook brings both of your ankles on his shoulder and then leans down to capture your lips in a languid kiss.

The new position allows his cock to go deeper, creating pleasure in places where you've never felt anything like that before. 

When Jungkook withdraws from the kiss he gets mesmerised by the way your boobs jiggle in owing to his harsh jolts. You're a moaning mess beneath him, your body intoxicated by all the sensations that Jungkook is able to give you.

,,Who would have thought that you're so dirty in bed?" Jungkook asks as he palms your breast, kneading the flesh in his hand. You only mewl at his words, the pleasure overtaking everything of you. ,,Pretending to be shy and then wanting to get fucked like a dirty slut," he spits, pinching your nipple.

And when Jungkook suddenly start fondling with your little clit, there are no coherent thoughts in your mind anymore. There's only Jungkook and his huge cock ramming inside you. ,,Fucking look at you- are you enjoying this? Enjoying being a little slut for me?"

,,Yes," you keen, eyebrows furrowed. ,,Yes, yes, yes!"

,,That's what I fucking thought." His thumb picks up on speed, the slippery sounds of your pussy mixing so well together with the sound of his skin slapping against yours. ,,Are you gonna cum for me?" You look into his orbs filled with lust -  your sight shimmery due to the tears that brimmed your eyes - and nod at his question. You were so close to finally fall from the edge and reach pure felicity. ,,Use your fucking words," Jungkook scolds you.

,,I- I'm close," you whimper, hands grazing over his back. He grunts, loving the way your nails scrape at his skin.

,,You're gonna cum all over my cock? Cream all over me?" You try to utter something like 'yes' but when that particular push of his hips hits you so deep, you're not able to say any intelligible word. At this point your a stuttering and whimpering mess under his athletic body, your mind fogged with clouds of pure appetency. Your legs shake uncontrollably and Jungkook lets them fall back on the bed again. He's fucking you through your high while your squirming beneath him, the pleasure overtaking all your limbs.

,,Fuck, that's it. That's it, babe," he praises, placing kisses on your collarbone. His thumb still flickers on your clit and you reach down to push his hand away, the friction on your clit too much for you to handle after your high.

You pull his head up to your face, pressing your lips against his. His soft lips feel like they're meant for you to kiss. Somehow kissing Jungkook felt oddly right. He moans into the kiss, his deep tones weirdly calming your senses. When the post-orgasm bliss gradually fades away, you notice the unsteady rhythm that Jungkook  fucks you with and you know that he's about to cum too.

,,Can I cum on your ass?" he asks, his eyes roaming over your features. Your fucked out state elicits the urge to cum so badly, but Jungkook  doesn't want to cum in this stupid condom.

,,Uh, sure," you answer and within a second he grabs your hips and turns your around, his cock slipping out of you in that procedure. Jungkook pulls you up by the waist and you steady yourself on your elbows, arching your back for him. You're not sure why Jungkook wants to cum on your ass and maybe you feel a tiny bit exposed to have him behind you without seeing him, but at this point you don't care anymore.

,,Shit, this ass looks so damn hot," he mutters through gritted teeth while jacking himself off. You tilt your head - staring at your headboard seemed quite boring while he finishes off behind you - and the sight that greets you makes you bite your lip.

Jungkooks eyes are focused on your ass, one hand kneading your flesh before spanking it. His other hand is tightly wrapped around his length, moving in rapid motions. He doesn't need long till he reaches his high too - the white spurts hitting your ass cheeks after a few seconds. Jungkook was on edge since you oh so innocently offered him a blowjob in the library.

His head falls back, a low moan leaving his mouth. Oh fuck. He looks so ethereal, like the most beautiful boy that only existed in your dreams. But he's right behind you - that boy that you secretly wished for is not in your dreams anymore, he's with you.

Jungkook slows his movements on his cock and soon he collapses next to you. Your elbows also yield in and you lay down on your belly, chin propped up on your forearm. You watch how his body moves due to his hard breathing, until he shifts and lays on his back. His eyes immediately catch your stare and a shy smile tugs at your lips.

,,I'm still lowkey sad that we didn't use your vibrator," he admits. That was definitely not what you expected to hear and definitely not what you wanted to be his first words after you both finished with what you just did. You mumble a 'Please be quiet' and close your eyes. That situation was already embarrassing enough, you don't want to talk about it now. ,,But like- that caught me so off guard. That doesn't fit in with the image I have in mind of you." His hand tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

,,And what did you think about me?" you ask, genuinely curious to what he is about to say.

,,Do you listen to Taylor Swift?" When you only give him a confused stare he explains himself. ,,I don't know, I kinda thought you would listen to someone like her. Y'know country music and stuff like that."

,,Wha- if you don't want me to write a ten pages essay about how Taylor's music is one of be best in the whole music industry, please shut your mouth," you answer offended.

,,Getting feisty? Do you want a second round?" he teases and nudges your arm with his hand.

,,Jungkook!" you chide. He chuckles, enjoying how easy it was to tease you and make your cute cheeks flush.

Suddenly you hear the door of your dorm opening and then closing again. You're immediately alarmed. ,,Put your clothes on!" you whisper in a firm tone, pushing him out of your bed.

He scrunches his eyebrows in confusion and your pushing caught him so off guard that you're actually able to make him fall out of bed.Thomb. ,,Ouch," he hisses. You don't even pay Jungkook attention as you get out of bed yourself - not falling ass first on the floor unlike someone else - and search for your clothes. Jungkook stands up and does the same, still not quite understanding why your roommate coming home means that you have to stop laying in bed naked.

,,Y/n!" Jia - your roommate - exclaims.

You already have your underwear on - not like Jungkook who's still occupied with getting his boxers on - and duck your head through a random shirt just as the door to your room opens.

,,I brought a burger and-" Jia stops in the middle of her sentence when she takes the current situation in. ,,You...," she trails off. Jia  looks at Jungkook - who is still shirtless - and then at you, hair a complete mess. Her eyes suspiciously linger a tiny bit longer on Jungkooks abs. ,,You cancelled me so you could hook up with him?" Her tone sounding accusatory.

You're speechless. How are you gonna tell her that you couldn't say no when Jungkook  offered that arrangement and then you kinda offered a blowjob and then you...ended up in this weird situation. You look at Jungkook , hoping that he maybe has something to say, but he doesn't indicate to say anything. ,,Uh-"

,,I taught you so well, Y/n," she suddenly beams. Oh? Your dumbfounded state makes her giggle. ,,I brought you some burger and fries. I'll put them on the counter. Sorry for interrupting!" And with that she's gone.

You feel Jungkooks stare on you, so you quickly explain your behaviour. ,,I just didn't want her to see... You know...We were naked...in bed."

,,There are duvets on your bed, did you know that?" he mocks and pulls his shirt on.

,,I know, but I don't want her to see us in bed."

,,You're an adult, y/n. Of course she knows that you have sex life." You nibble at your bottom lip. He's right, but you'd still get embarrassed of that regardless. ,,Fuck, why do I find it so hot when you get shy?" You look at him surprised. He chuckles when he retorts your expression. ,,I'll get going now, yeah?" Jungkook steps closer, petting the back of your head. You nod, mesmerised by his eyes. He smiles, leaning down to give your forehead a little kiss.

As you watch Jungkook leave the room you feel butterflies freely flying around in your stomach.

A few weeks pass. In those weeks Jungkook and you...fuck a lot - without your vibrator. Jungkook still reacts sulky every time he asks if you'd could use it though, doe eyes and pursed lips intently awaiting your answer. Nonetheless, you never changed your answer.

The study sessions weren't held in the library anymore, you both decided that your room was much more comfortable. Which was also a reason why you both neglected studying a bit because it seemed like when you both are alone inside a room you can't concentrate on the studies. Though you scolded Jungkook a lot of times - telling him to focus on what you're trying to teach him - your nagging didn't have an effect for a long time. Approximately 5 minutes after pretending like you both were able to ignore the burning desire you were all over each other again. You both just couldn't resist each other.

,,Fuck, you need to be on top way more often," Jungkook pants. You don't say anything to that, pushing his body down as you try to wiggle out of his hold he has on your hips, but he doesn't budge. ,,Let me hold you," he mutters and nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck, hands wrapped around your back.

You try to control your breath, toying with the hair on the nape of his neck. ,,Why are you still hard?" you question after realising that his cock didn't soften despite cumming like two minutes ago.

,,Do you realise how good your tits look when you're on top?"

,,I'm not up for a third round," you say drained and ignore his compliment. You already felt exhausted after the first time. He grumbles something against your neck. ,,Jungkook, we already had two rounds," you remind him. He says something like 'want more of you' but stills relents and lays you down on the bed beside him. You close your eyes and feel Jungkooks fingers tracing over your ribcage. 

The past weeks were surprisingly pretty chilly and calm, despite having spent so much time with Jungkook. Jungkook gave you a reason to really let yourself take a breath. Slow your pace, slow your rhythm and finally slow down your excessive need in burying yourself under so much work. You are a work alcoholic, never learned to take a break from your duties. You know you need to suspend from your proceedings sometimes, buy you just couldn't. Not until you met Jungkook. He showed you how to live normal again.

,,Do you want to come to the frat party with me?" he asks after a while. Jungkook's voice is soft, finding a way to wrap itself around your heart. It doesn't need to search for your heart tough. Jungkook was already embedded in there, whether you like it or not.

,,Parties are not really my scene, you know that."

,,Well, studying wasn't mine either and look were I am now."

You roll your eyes. ,,I just don't fit in there. I don't even know anyone there."

,,I could introduce you to some people," he offers.

,,No, it's fine. I already went there a couple of times when I started my first year here, but...I don't know. Most of the people here are just different than me and no matter how much I  tried to make myself fit in it just didn't work...I tried to be nice to them and kinda...you know, give them my love but there was always nothing in return."

,,I see, that's why you only have nerdy friends?" his hand reaches up to cup your cheek. You only roll your eyes at his comment. It wasn't even like you would call these people actual riends. ,,Namjoon's practically always up your ass," Jungkook says.

You giggle. ,,That's no true."

,,Yeah, think whatever you want," he retorts, a small smile on his lips. He withdraws his hand from your body and gets up to gather his clothes. A questions lingers in your mind. Something that you already wanted to ask him so many times, but always backed away because you were took afraid of the outcome.

You slip under the covers when your naked body started to freeze due to the lack of his warm body next to yours. When you watch him put on his last piece of clothes - his abs vanishing behind his white shirt - you can't prevent yourself from asking. You just don't want Jungkook to go now. ,,Do you want to stay over?"

Your questions hangs heavy in the air. Jungkook's body stiffens while he waa occupied with putting his laptop back into his bag. He turns around to face you. Jungkook never stayed over before. He always left after you both were done. But after a while you secretly wished that he would stay with you.

You had slipped under the covers to warm you up, but somehow your body only gets colder.

He looks at you and you look at him. The expression on his face is unreadable, but you can't back away now. The air that once had that ecstatic and giddy feeling whirling around the room was no longer there anymore. You had ruined it with your intrusive behaviour. ,,You know that this whole arrangement is only fucking right?" His face representing nothing but coldness.

,,Y-yeah, of course I do." You gulp.

,,Good." Jungkook grabs his bag, scooping it up his shoulder. ,,I'm gonna head to the frat party to have some fun," he announces. ,,See you." He doesn't spare you another glance. Pure hurt buzzes through your body.

This time you watch him leave with a hollow feeling inside you.

You had started to like Jungkook. From the very beginning you felt some attraction towards him, but after being so close and intimate there was no way that you could stop your heart from beating faster every time his warm eyes looked at you.

A few hours pass. You don't do much. You occupy yourself with your phone to try to escape the reality, to forget in what kind of misery you brought to yourself. But then you make the mistake of checking Instagram after watching several YouTube videos.

It's Jungkook Instagram Story. First it's a picture of a random blonde girl that you don't know, a red cup with alcohol in her hand and the background full of people. The next is a video, the camera is pointed at a wall but then it turns around, showing Jungkook and that blonde girl heavily making out. The girl giggles after Jungkook palmed her breast with his other hand. There are more Storys that he posted, but you close your phone instead of watching them. There are already enough tears that started running down your cheek.

You aren't sure if this was the first time that Jungkook did something with another girl while your arrangement thing was going on or if he was hooking up with other girls for the whole time. You never really talked about it and you also never dared to ask. You were too scared of his answer. Jungkook wasn't yours. He could do whatever he wanted to do, but you just had this little feeling inside you that he somehow also shared your feelings. That his heart also started beating faster when he saw you looking at him. But apparently you were wrong with that assumption.

Why did it ever cross your mind that you both could somehow be compatible? It was ridiculous how you could trick yourself into a chimaera just because you were always hopelessly aiming for a secretly desired wish. So there was no surprise that your aspiration to get Jungkook like you back - really, just a tiny little bit that you wanted him to like you back - was immediately crushed. You couldn't pretend like it didn't hurt.

You put your phone away and close your lights. You try to sleep but instead you lie awake, wondering what the hell you're doing wrong.

The next day your not walking around campus like you have a specific destination in mind. Your walk is slow and you don't even care if you would come late to class. You're tired. So tired of everything.

You have a lot of time to think while you're sauntering in the hallway. And when you think back about the whole situation with Jungkook, you come to a realisation. The butterflies in your stomach are dead. His rejection burned down their silly hope for love.

Jungkook hurt you, but at least he proved you right in one matter; you'd never be enough for anyone.

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[apompkwrites]

I just read your story, the one with Xiao and Albedo, its really good! I love it! Is it ok if you do the same thing but with Kaeya, Zhongli, Childe and Diluc version. I can see how excited these guys are since Kaeya first appeared is clapping his hand, the way Childe call Lumine 'Hey Girlie', Zhongli with how handsome he is especially his eyes and with Diluc how mysterious he is when he appeared out of nowhere

Feel free to do it if you're not busy or you can ignore this :3

reader impact || first meeting cont.

series masterlist characters: kaeya, diluc, childe genre: fluff summary: a game has been released entitled genshin impact, consisting of otherworldly abilities relying on the basic elements of nature. the game follows the story of an interdimensional traveling twin in search of their other half. along this journey, they meet different characters that live in this world. including you. notes: i’m glad you liked it! i’m having a lot of fun writing these so expect some more coming out :D i plan on doing more first meeting hcs and then branching off to other scenarios, so if there’s something specific, please request it! also, i’ve already done one for zhongli!

kaeya's playthrough -

he's more of a variety streamer, honestly.

most of his viewers watch him because of his carefree nature (as well as his looks).

obviously, he'd do a bunch of drinking streams whenever he could where he would just talk to his viewers about whatever came to mind.

during those streams, his viewers often try to ask him questions, which are only answered in vague statements.

his gaming streams are pretty rare compared to his chatting streams, but they're there nonetheless.

his viewers jump when they hear he's planning on playing genshin impact.

just neverending messages about a character they are convinced he will love.

he's so tempted to ask but decides not to, wanting to learn who this mystery character is on his own.

honestly, he was expecting you to appear way later in the story.

he's very interested in the looming threat of stormterror.

his character lands on the ground and he leans back to watch the cutscene play.

then he hears footsteps and sees his character look to someone offscreen.

this man practically LUNGES INTO HIS MONITOR WHEN THE CAMERA PANS UP TO YOU.

you walk in clapping at a calculated pace, which is when he leans forward and stares at your character model.

"i can't believe you have the power to stand up against that dragon... that said, are you a new ally... or a new storm?"

"oh, hun, i can be whatever you want me to be."

HE'S ALREADY FLIRTING WITH YOU PLEASE HIS CHAT IS IN HYSTERICS-

he knows his chat is freaking out, so he turns to the camera and sends his signature smirk.

"now i know why you guys wanted me to play this so bad."

"(name), kaeya, you've come at the right time. we must..."

"now now, don't forget to introduce us."

"oh... right. this is (name), our cavalry captain. these two are travelers from afar."

"ooh, they're a person in charge, too?"

HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S DOING TO HIS CHAT BUT THEY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU DO TO HIM.

he genuinely likes you. like genuinely. he's fallen deep and he doesn't plan on leaving anytime soon.

if your costume has that long v-neck like his does...

hOO BOY HE'S THANKING EVERY DEVELOPER OF THIS GAME.

anyway, he's heard that there are characters you can only obtain throguh wishes, so he's kind of nervous to find out if that's the case with you.

he just really wants you in his party so y'all can be mysterious together.

"let me show you how the knights of favonius conquer our adversaries!"

"oh, yes. please do."

his viewers can and will make compilations of him flirting with you.

ngl, he's looking forward to those.

sometimes, your voice gets all quiet and he melts when he hears that.

he will pay to have voicelines of you flirting with him--

when he enters your trial domain, he will purposely avoid completing it just in case he doesn't get to keep you.

he sees some of his viewers talking about how you're a bad character and that the other characters are so much better.

too bad, they're banned now.

no (name) slander in his chat, thank you very much.

he loves your quips whenever he uses your elemental skill.

he loves you even more if those quips are puns based on your element.

finally, he's nearing the end of your domain. when that happens, he will slowly turn towards the camera and stare.

"if they aren't a permanent member on my team, this'll be the last stream of genshin."

"let's continue our adventure, shall we?"

obtained (name): a thinker in the knights of favonius with a somewhat exotic appearance.

"okay, so we'll continue streaming genshin soon."

he'll put you in the first slot of his party, moving his traveler character to the second.

his streams will always include him flirting with you, even if you don't reply.

diluc's playthrough -

his streams are mainly bartending based, so he likes mixing drinks on stream for his viewers.

he doesn't drink them, though. he gives them out to his friends and family once the stream is over.

it's pretty rare for him to play games but he'll do an occasional gaming stream if his friends and family don't want any drinks.

his chat always makes fun of him because he's a bartender that doesn't like the taste of alcohol.

he's very blunt, so he's not afraid to drop a game immediately if he isn't interested.

in fact, that's almost what he did with genshin.

it's not like the game is bad or anything, diluc just didn't care for it because of all the hype his chat shared.

he keeps playing, though, because someone promised he would really enjoy a character that comes up in the prologue.

granted, it's over an hour or so but it doesn't matter--

when he gets to the domain teaching him how to use cryo, he hates every minute of it.

he hates the character he's given and just wants to leave.

the demo character is one he doesn't really care for, especially because he's the type of person he dislikes coming to the bars he works at.

his chat is laughing at him when they reach the end because the cutscene continues with the character he hates.

he feels a bit better when he learns the abyss mage is in the domain because he gets to see and hear something that isn't the cryo character.

then he meets you.

you run into the domain out of nowhere, quickly defeating the abyss mage and tossing it towards the corner.

"knights of favonius... always so inefficient."

his chat goes insane when your character appears, especially because of how dumbfounded diluc looks.

he's known for not really emoting and it's the same case for this scene. however, his chat knows he is in love with your character.

he takes a few minutes when he's kicked out of the domain but he clears his throat and looks over at the camera.

"i'll be streaming this game again soon when the others don't want any drinks."

YOU SINGLEHANDEDLY SAVED THIS GAME FROM BEING TOSSED AWAY WITHIN A MINUTE OF APPEARING

THE POWER YOU HOLD OVER THIS MAN AND HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME--

cut to after he's stolen the lyre and is sent to the tavern.

he's a bit excited because he gets to visit mondstadt's tavern but then--

"master (name), this is this week's accounts."

"they're back."

HE'S SO NONCHALANT BUT WE ALL KNOW HE'S FREAKING OUT

he gets second-hand embarrassment when venti talks to you asking for the... least conspicuous table.

he's kinda sad when your character is suspicious of him, but he understands.

when the knights leave the tavern, he really wants venti to just shut up.

please you're embarrassing the man.

when he hears how you feel about him joining the knights, he is so willing to quit--

man just wants you to be proud of him and trust him :((

he's relieved to hear that you will help him and you don't hate him.

please give him validation--

childe's playthrough -

man is still rich he can do whatever he wants.

his gaming streams would definitely be pvp based games. honestly, just any game where he can fight someone, he'll play.

his chat also has a few little games they like to play together like guessing what the hell this man does to have so much money--

also his siblings crash in on his streams sometimes :D

those are pretty much the only times you'll see him be soft and not so competitive.

teucer likes crashing his streams to show off his plushies :))

anyway, genshin time!

he definitely tried to fight paimon the first time he loaded the game.

please expect lots of genshin stream from this guy because he needs to make his team deal the highest damage he can get.

also his wallet doesn't even have a dent in it despite all of the money he's spent on characters and weapons.

please sir what do you do for all that money

ok so onto your first meeting

he was really excited when the exuvia fell during the rite of descension because he thought he would get to fight whoever killed the great archon of liyue.

he really wanted to fight the millelith but then his chat convinced him to dodge them first.

one of his viewers explains that there's a character they know he'll like and he was very... intriguied to say the least.

he moves forward in his chair once his character is heard by the millelith, prepared to fight the various soldiers surrounding him.

"hang on, sweetheart. i've got this."

this man will squeal when you flip over the stairs in front of his character.

he doesn't know who you are and what you do but he knows for a fact that you are his new favorite character.

you take down all of the guards in two seconds, leaving him (and his in-game character) dumbfounded.

"come with me."

"o-okay..."

he's smitten.

he absolutely loves the way your character fights even if he met you about... a minute ago.

his siblings definitely come into his room to check on him because he's so quiet.

once he realizes you're a part of the harbingers, he's even more obsessed.

he hates the options the game gives him when he needs to respond because 2/3 of them are insulting you.

anyway he really likes listening to your voice.

he will give anything to hear you call him sweetheart again.

his chat informs him that the traveler he chose changed the nickname you give him, which makes him very happy.

when you send him off to talk to the other adepti, he's kind of disappointed he doesn't get to hang out with you.

but when he gets back to you...

"welcome back, sweetheart. how was your trip to jueyun karst?"

HE'S SOFT ALL OVER AGAIN PLEASE KEEP CALLING HIM SWEETHEART!!!

when he learns you're rich just like him... he gets all pouty. his chat, of course, wants to know why.

"... i want to be able to spoil her."

PLEASE HE'S SO IN LOVE WITH YOU <3

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[tojismalewife]

PART TWO TO General Hc’s for JJK men with a ftm reader.

Part one can be checked out https://tojismalewife.tumblr.com/post/659459121256513536/general-hcs-for-jjk-men-with-a-ftm-reader-this RIGHT BELOW

This part contains; Nanami, Mahito, Itadori, and Megumi

I WILL MAKE A PART THREE IF ASKED 😩

Oh nanami.

Bisexual energy ngl.

Okay anyways, If you came out to this man he’d be nonchalant about it. Maybe a small nod or a hum.

But he CAN and WILL send you gifts/buy you a binder and T if you need it.

He’s a “actions speak louder then words” kinda person.

When it comes down to people being assholes to you about it- he’ll put them in their place. No hesitation- telling them off in a calm and collected tone before wrapping an arm around your shoulder and walking off,

Will big spoon you at the house and reassure you that you’re a boy no matter what if you ask him.

If you’re not in the mood for that he’ll give yoy your favorite snack and just rub your back, a comforting silence taking over.

Nah wait, if body dysphoria is hitting REALLY bad he’d just- turn off all the lights- only using candles and taking a nice shower/bath with you.

“Hm, it’s okay my boy”.

“You’re a boy no matter what or how you become one, you’re still a boy. You’re still my boyfriend”.

Pansexual, he doesn’t care. He just loves you.

PLS HE WOULD BE SO CONFUSED AT FIRST…

“What’s trans?”

Cue you explaining

“And why is that bad? You’re still a boy aren’t you? It’s kinda cool that you have female genitalia anyways- do all boys come with that?”

Bless his soul he’s trying his best :(((

After all confusion is cleared- since he can’t really buy you stuff- he’ll either try to steal it or comfort you the best he can with his words. And or bringing up the most random shit in a way for you to avoid sadness. “Did you know the worlds smallest human can grow to-“

Comes to terms of telling people off- they’re already dead. If ANYONE tries to disrespect his boyfriend they’re dead before they can even finish their sentence.

Would automatically hug you after killing said person- comforting you.

If body dysphoria was getting bad he’d hold you- a silence overtaking unless it’s to put an input on how valid you are.

“Guys look at my boyfriend! What do you mean he isn’t?-“ *cue sounds of someone dying lol*

“You mean so much to me my baby boy…”

Bisexual/pansexual. All I’m saying

You’re another 1st year, yet whenever someone calls your name for attendance you automatically freeze up and shift nervously before mumbling a “here”

Itadori automatically noticed and went to talk to you about it, once you came out as trans to him he AUTOMATICALLY supported.

Was smiling as he told you how it’s nice to have another dude in the class, although he felt bad for Nobara being the only girl.

Comforts with words AND actions, would bribe Gojo to get all your teachers to call you by your given name and to buy you a binder.

When a teacher doesn’t follow by said orders given out and or is openly transphobic, Itadori is coming up for there ass- telling them to F off and to respect his boyfriend.

If you still feel body dysphoric after that, he’ll hold you. You’re crying in his lap meanwhile he rubs your back- nose buried into your hair as he inhales your scent, mumbling about how you shouldn’t listen or that asshole of a teacher. How you’re valid- how much he loves you and how you’re the best boyfriend he’s ever had.

If you aren’t in the mood for that he’s gonna comfort you with his words, gently patting your head as your favorite song plays in the background.

If you fell asleep with him holding you- he’s gonna take a picture- add text that says “he’s so cute when he’s sleeping wtf” and post it on his Snapchat and fall asleep meanwhile Megumi spams his phone with “ARE YOU GUYS DATING??”

I mean, damn leave Megumi in the dark about y’all’s relationship ig 😒

“Hey! It’s pretty cool knowing that there’s tons of guys in this class- sucks that Nobara is the only girl though…”

“YOU’RE SO HANDSOME TODAY WHAT??”

Pansexual.

Just like Itadori, he notices you’re getting massively uncomfortable with being called by your name when roll call is happening.

Instead of approaching this nicely like Itadori though, he corners you.

He’s looming over you- asking why you’re so uncomfortable with your name you blurt it out on accident.

“… trans?”

He’s a confused bby at first but he gets it the second you explain a bit.

He’s a more actions through words, will “bribe” (read threaten) Gojo to get his boyfriend a binder and will try to pull some strings with Nanami to get you T.

Whenever someone’s being a dick about you being trans he’s already by your side- throwing some rude remarks while glaring and huffing.

Walks away with a pout as he lets his arm rest around your waist/shoulders.

If you feel body dysphoric after the interaction, he’d hold you silently. Letting you cry and rant to him, giving you anything you need- putting some inputs of his own as he tries his best to compliment/validate you.

“You’re valid, you’re a boy. Deal with it”.

“My handsome boyfriend… I love him…”

#megumi x male reader #itadori x male reader #jjk x male reader #nanami x male reader #mahito x male reader

[renuqi]

howdy there! i recently discovered your blog and i can’t wait to see what your write! to kick off your blog, i thought to give you a request! may i request headcanons for any character to them figuring out their s/o can fight with their vision?for some additional context, the character has always seen their s/o have a vision but they’ve never seen them fully use it. also, you could use any character! i’m not very picky so go all out! feel free to change things to make it easier for you! i can’t wait to see your account grow. may i also be an emoji anon? if you do them, may i be 🐰 anon? thank you in advance! ^^

hi anon !! this is such a cute idea wtf

also thank you sm for requesting !! <3

FINDING OUT YOU CAN FIGHT WITH YOUR VISION

⤷ chongyun, xiao, gorou x gn!anemo!reader (separate)

warnings: slight angst,, reader kinda hating their vision bc of the reason they had gotten it (old friends death which is why they have an anemo vision)

- [ ♡ ] chongyun

‒ chongyun had known about how you had been granted the ability to wield an anemo vision,, so he never pressed on the fact of the guilt caging your ability to use it.

‒ of course, he's tried to pry you out of your shell a few times with the help of xingqiu but he hasn't seen its full potential

‒ though when you overheard towns-people mocking you as if you are just some helpless soul who can't for themselves and have chongyun do all of the dirty work for them,,, you may have had a slight change of heart

‒ growing insecure at the thought of chongyun thinking the same way you decide to go all out and ask if he could take you with him on his next commission

‒ hesitantly agreeing,,, he allowed it praying that nothing would hurt you along the way if he's too busy with some spirit.

‒ while your heart was leaping inside,,, chongyun grew weary,, had the townspeople been gossiping about you again?

‒ out on your expedition the two of you had coincidentally run into a hoard of hilichurls

‒ instinctively chongyun has pushed you behind him, in case you get hurt but to his surprise when you moved to his side with a cocky smirk he has never seen before,,, he felt like he got the wind knocked out of him

‒ being the first to make a move against the enemies before you two,, he watched as you effortlessly sliced through them like a freshly sharpened knife against paper

‒ snapping himself out of his daze,, he decided to finally help you out (to his surprise he didn't have to do much,,, but it's okay, he knew you had it in the bag!!!)

‒ WILL NOT TAKE HIS EYES OFF OF YOU AFTER ALL THE ENEMIES WERE SLAIN GOOD LAWD

‒ "what can't you do?"

(more under the cut!)

- [ ♡ ] xiao

‒ xiao had enough burdens on his shoulders,,, so you had never actually told him why you never used your vision too often- only in dire emergencies

‒ so when he found out after he had seen your dreams- or rather nightmares, he had never felt so guilty about never asking you about it,, or noticing at that

‒ he brings it up that morning making you flustered

‒ you try your best to act nonchalant about it but he keeps telling you that it was okay and that you could always rely on him

‒ feeling bad that you are giving him more of a burden you decide to speak up

‒ "don't worry about it too much,, i'll just... train myself to use it more"

‒"you don't have to push yourself that far [y/n], i already said you can rely on me"

‒"what if you can't be there"

‒ that hit xiao hard, like REALLY hard

‒ gave in and you tagged along with him while he was patrolling much to his dismay

‒ once you popped out of the bush after stalking some treasure hoarders for a while,,, he was so caught off guard ?!!!!

‒ tried to grab your arm to pull you back but was too late

‒ BUT SEEING YOU FIGHT THOSE BIG BULKY MEN LIKE IT WAS NOTHING ?????

‒ joined you mid-fight you guys looked badass

‒ best duo ngl

‒ will hug you so tight after the fight making you SUPER FLUSTERED

‒ "i love you."

- [ ♡ ] gorou

‒ you were a new soldier fighting alongside general gorou

‒ you had climbed the ranks quite quickly despite only joining meer weeks ago,,, gorou may or may not had grown a soft spot for you

‒ his excuse when going easy on you was always cheeky like "can't lose my most valuable soldier"

‒ he had always seen the small anemo pendant peeking from beneath your uniform and had always wondered why he had never seen you use it often

‒ he decided not to question it further though, seeing as you always tried your best to drag peoples attention away from it and hiding it (even if it was badly hidden)

‒ while on the battlefield you had lost your polearm causing you to be pushed onto the soil with no weapon, right in the zone of a strike from the enemy who had struck you down

‒ gorou heard your cries of pain as soon as you hit the ground and was just about to abandon his current enemy he was up against until he turned his head to find you using your mysterious anemo vision

‒ he was like :O

‒ his admiration for you grew EVEN MORE AWEEEE

‒ after the fight he immediately asked you if you needed to see kokomi due to your graceous fall

‒ this ones short sawryyy

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[milkacchan]

Fav boys thinking S/O reader has a kid bc they misunderstood a conversation with friends or on the phone but in reality they were talking about their pet

Bc i talk to my dog like he's a small child and care for him like one and its caused confusion

Bakugou:

• he's just chillin

• youre in another room of the dorms

• You're within the ear shot

• and your phone rings

• he doesn't really think anything of it but he can't help but eavesdrop when youre on the phone

• nothing alarming until

• "How's my son?"

• and he freezes

• he feels himself pale but he keeps listening

• "I miss him so much, I didn't know it was going to be this hard to be away from him," you groan. "I just want to see him and boop his nose and coddle him."

• Jesus christ

• "he's getting chubby though, thats good, he was so tiny when he was born. So much loose skin-"

• Ngl his stomach kinda drops

• You have a kid??

• How did this happen- WHEN did it happen?

• It couldn't have-

• oh it very well could

• You disappeared for your 2nd year in UA- it could've happened then-

• and you didn't tell him.

• Not when he was your best friend and not when he was your boyfriend

• He feels betrayed- he feels gross-

• he has a right to at least KNOW of the child's existence- I mean he knew it wasn't his, but still.

• And so for the next days he's really weird.

• he tries to he normal with you, text when he can, hug you goodbye, just continue like things were

• but he just couldn't.

• And he dreads when you confront him about it- he knew you would, you've always been like that

• "You have a kid!" He snaps. "You left during second year, didn't tell anyone about it and then you came back- and you didn't tell me. I wouldn't have been mad! I wouldn't have pushed you away, I-"

"Katsuki what the FUCK are you talking about?"

"You. Have. A. Child."

"Source?"

"When you were on the phone with your mom?"

You paused for a moment. "Jesus Christ Kat, I was talking about my puppy. I got a dog while I was traveling ABROAD during my SECOND year, with my COUSIN. I helped deliver him because I was interning at a vet. He was the runt and they thought he was gonna die. So I stayed an extra two weeks and I brought him home."

He clenched his jaw. "God damn."

"Katsuki, I tell you everything. I wouldn't hide that from you. Besides," you made a face, "i'm too scared to have sex with you, because sex is scary. Why the fuck would I have it with anyone else?"

"I dunno." He mumbled.

• You take him to see your dog, obviously

Kirishima:

• he isn't even entirely sure what you were doing

• all he knows is that you're cooing into the phone held against you ear

• "Hey baby, its me! You miss momma?"

• Momma.

• bro- he just kinda zones out.

• his mind immediately going to the fact that you might have a child- not might- you do

• I mean how else could you explain that?

• he didn't even stop to think WHEN you could've had a child. He just jumped right in.

• He wasn't mad- how could he be?

• it wasn't wrong for you to have a kid.

• maybe you should've told him but you could've been scared.

• afraid he might leave you

• he wouldn't leave you, God no.

• he loved you and it was going to stay to help you

• I mean, he doesn't want you to go through this alone.

• You guys are what, just barley 18? You already have a kid, thats gotta be tough.

• So he makes the decision, instead of being upset or hurt that you didn't tell him, he's just going to step in and see if you'd like help.

• He won't push to meet the kid, thats up to you. Introducing kids to partners before its really serious doesn't always go over too well.

• he plans what he's going to say in his head, goes over it twice and nids to himself.

• that all goes out the window when you sit on the couch again

• "You have a kid?" He blurts and mentally kicks himself afterwards.

"I'm sorry what?"

"It's okay, I'm not mad, really," he put his hands up, "It's hard to tell someone about it. You can trust me with stuff, even things like that. I won't use it against you or get mad- I'll even help out if you need. Sure its not mine but it really doesn't need to me-"

"Eiji, baby, shut the fuck up for a second."

He closes his mouth, stopping his ramble.

"What are you talking about?"

"On the phone, you were talking. To your kid right? You said 'it's momma,' and-"

"Babe I was talking to my dog. I haven't seen her in two months and she recognizes my voice over the phone. I talk to her most nights before bed. We just had to do it earlier today."

• He feels his face flush.

• Jesus christ.

• you're cackling.

• he doesn't think its that funny

• he profusely apologizes for thinking you had a kid, implying that you did /things/ with anither person

• Obviously you take him to meet your dog because what kind of mother would you be if you didn't?

Deku:

• Dekus the kind of guy that would definitely take a few days to himself if he found that out.

• You've got a 50 50 chance of him staying

• He doesn't like it when people lie to begin with, it makes him feel weird

• So for him to find out you have a whole ass /child/ that he didn't know about?

• he's pissed. And sad. And confused. Because when the fuck did you have it??

• You'd think with all the analyzing he did, he'd be able to pick up maybe you were talking about a pet or something??

• Wrong. His emotions take over and he's just gone

• and once you get off the phone you're like?? Zuku? Baby where'd you go???

• 3 days.

• 3 Days he ignores your texts, calls, approaches before you get tired of it

• during those 3 days, well- day 3 more like, he goes to his friends

• like fuck i have a problem

• and theyre like ?????

• "So um- they have a kid."

"They what??????"

"Y/n has a kid. I heard them talking over the phone."

"Do you think maybe you mught've misunderstood? I mean when yould they even have had time to have one?"

"I don't know! But they didn't tell me! What am I supposed to do?"

"First off," todoroki begins, "what did they say that led you to believe they have a child?"

"Well, they were like, he's my son- not yours, and then they were like, he's growing out of his clothes, and but that his feet were still tiny-"

"Did they use a name?"

"Yeah, well, a nickname I guess, stubby? I think it was?"

"Midoryia that's their dog. They have a dog who likes to wear sweaters. Since he's a puppy " Todoroki sits up. "She refers to her dog as her son.

"I thought they only had a bird," he dropped his head to the table and whined.”They only told me about their bird,” 

"Good luck fixing that."

• He brings you flowers.

• and chocolate

• to your dorm

• and when you answer you look very displeased.

• you just kind of eye him, waiting for him to speak.

• "Angel," he begins, "I'm sorry. I- I jumped to a conclusion."

"And what conclusion was that."

"That you had a kid." He mumbled. "When you were talking about your dog."

"You dumb fuck, we haven't even had sex yet. Who else would I be with? When would I even have had time to make a human being?"

"I know. I'm sorry."

• He wants to meet the dog.

• You make him wait.

• HOWEVER

• You do show him pictures.

Sero:

• He's high off his ass bro.

• fuckin zoinked

• you take a phone call in which you clearly mention dog features but he only seems to catch baby, princess, daughter, small toes, and chubby

• N he's like sweet you have a daughter,

• and then he forgets about it, too caught up with staring at something on the ceiling

• a bug he thinks

• and then he starts laughing because he thinks the word bug is funny lmao

• and when you get off the phone he leans his head against you

• and like 10 minutes later he remembers as he's kissing your neck

• "oh, so you have a daughter? How old is she?" He's so nonchalant too lmao

"Baby what?"

"You have a daughter, right? You were talking about her over the phone. She has small toes. How old is she?"

"Sero, you're gone," you smile, ruffling his hair.

"What? Did I do something? I don’t want to leave,” He frowns. 

"I’m not making you leave babe. I don't have a daughter. I have a puppy named bubbles, but I call her princess. She's a teacup."

"Oh that's so cute,"

• its just amazing that he wasn't conflicted by the possibility that you may have had a daughter

• maybe its because he's high

• maybe he just really doesn't fucking care

• either way he vibed with the idea

• and then was like oh cool can I see a picture of your dog then

• and then fell the fuck asleep when the high started to wear off

• boy what a day

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