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straykeedz · 2 months

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𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 ; 𝐡𝐣𝐬, 𝐥𝐟

♡ 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲!𝐣𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐱 𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♡

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @jilixthinker 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐜 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐳 𝐢𝐧 143 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬! *𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐢, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 143 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬* 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 ♡

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: what's better than having one subby, whiny boy between your bedsheets? having two subby, whiny boys between your bedsheets ♡

𝐰𝐜: 5,3k

𝐭𝐰: female anatomy ; soft dom!reader ; sub!jisung and sub!Felix ; mommy kink ; voyeurism ; felix and jisung are veeeery needy ; clit play and fingering (f receiving) ; masturbation (m) ; degradation if you squint, but also lots of praise ; heavy mxm stuff ; handjob (sorta) ; lots of teasing ; mention of body hair (we love body hair here!!) ; edging/orgasm denial if you squint ; threesome ; there's barely any foreplay really ; unprotected piv sex (don't do this!) ; also unprotected anal sex (mxm) ; double creampie (oops) ; hints at oral sex (f receiving) ; that's all i think of but lmk if i forgot something ; ♡

this was my first time writing mxm, kinda - but it won't be the last eheh (spoiler), so pls don't hate me if it completely sucks 🥺

-> 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐨3

The days always end the same way in your house.

It’s not a bad thing, not at all - not when “the same way” means you get to strip your pretty boyfriends down naked and show them how much you appreciate them. To be honest, though, it nearly feels like a competition between the three of you - who gives more kisses, whose touch lingers the most, who makes the others get goosebumps faster and, and, and. A good competition, it is, and a very pleasant one.

The days always end the same way in your house, with Jisung practically on his knees, almost begging, as he watches you and Felix make out filthily.

Short, but very hard cock in his hand, he runs his thumb over his tip repeatedly to smear the pre-cum all over it, incapable of tearing his eyes off of you. He bites his lip as he attentively watches the way Felix’s tongue runs over your lower lip - the younger boy desperately tries to stretch his hands out to grope one of your tits, but you block him by wrapping your fingers around his wrist.

“What happened to asking for permission, angel?” You tease the blond, and he simply tongues his cheek and smiles mischievously as you hold his arm behind his back.

“‘M sorry mommy, I forgot,” Felix is such a tease, biting on his lip as he looks you in the eye.

The both of you are acting as if Jisung weren’t even in the same room as you. It may sound mean, but you love it - and, most importantly, he loves it. He’s definitely not complaining when he brings his other hand down to his balls and cups them, squeezing his most sensitive zone in his palm as he watches in awe the way Felix desperately tries to hold back from rutting his hips into yours.

The days always end the same way in your house, but tonight something’s different. They’re needier than usual - not that you mind, of course.

You learned it from the way they practically threw themselves at you as soon as you stepped inside your shared place - Jisung’s arms wrapped around your waist and his face buried in your neck as Felix hugged you from behind, wrapping his limbs around Jisung’s figure as well and pulling the two of you closer. And then the constant kissing - Jisung kissing you, then Felix, then you again, and then both of you at the same time, mixing your essences in a lewd, yet sexy way.

Felix nuzzles your nose with his, then looks at you with puppy eyes, looking like the cutest thing ever. “Can I… can I do something, mommy? A-anything you want. I just need to touch you.”

There’s something extremely hot in the way he sounds so desperate in spite of his deep voice, in the way he’s so putty in your hands, in the way he’s asking for permission.

“Where do you want to touch me, angel?”

Pussy, Jisung thinks, squeezing his cock in his fist at the mere mental image of Felix rubbing your clit or burying his tiny fingers inside your hole - your arousal dripping all over his knuckles and the back of his hands. Maybe you’ll ask him to clean Felix’s fingers, and he’ll gladly accept them in his mouth, swirling his hot tongue around his hyung’s digits to lick your essence off of them. Please, choose her pussy - Jisung mentally begs.

“I jus’ wanna make mommy feel good,” he answers.

You smile at him, cupping his cheek in your hand. Then you kiss him on the lips, lingering. At the same time, you take his hand in yours, and place it on your stomach - then move it down, down, until his fingers brush the hem of your panties. He’s still looking at you with puppy eyes, even when his digits slip under the soft material of your underwear, hesitant - waiting for you to instruct him to go further, waiting for your permission.

Jisung bites his lip. He squeezes his balls, tugs at his cock that’s leaking an indecent amount of pre-cum all over his fingers.

“Wan’ your pussy, too, mommy,” he blurts out before he can stop himself.

Felix chuckles, not turning his head to look at his boyfriend. Instead, he solely focuses on rubbing your clit extremely gently - in circular motions first, then drawing imaginary eights, and then moving the pads of his fingers up and down. He does everything all at once, because his goal is not to make you cum - you didn’t demand that of him yet.

You, however, shift your gaze from Felix to Jisung, quirking an eyebrow at him. Your pretty, whiny, desperate boy who can’t wait to be inside your pussy. Should you reward him for being so diligent and obedient? You probably should, but you also want to have your fun with him.

“Are you feeling neglected, Sungie?” You giggle, spreading your legs just a little bit wider to help Felix reach the spot between your thighs more comfortably. Jisung doesn’t answer your question - he simply blushes, then nods weakly. “Mhh, yeah, I can see that. Your little cock looks painfully hard, baby.”

“It is,” he whines, but won’t stop tugging at his balls in desperate need of friction, “’t’s so hard. ’s ready for you, mommy.”

He’s so cute.

“Felix, angel, why don’t you touch mommy properly, yeah?” You turn your head to kiss the tip of Felix’s nose before turning your head back to Jisung. Felix nods, and then you feel his fingers prodding at your entrance - then he slips his middle finger inside. “Sungie, baby, are you really that desperate for mommy’s pussy?”

Jisung nods swiftly, breath getting quicker. “Yes,” he breathes out, “always. Wan’ it all the time.”

You know he does.

“But Felix’s playing with mommy now,” you smirk, biting your lip as Jisung’s gaze shifts on where Felix’s fingers disappear under the waistband of your underwear. He can clearly distinguish filthy, slick sounds as his boyfriend moves his fingers in and out of you, and his cock throbs in his fist. “You’re gonna have to be a good boy and wait for your turn."

“But… but…” he mumbles, staring at you with his big, boba eyes.

“Are you really that pussydrunk already, baby?” You tease him, finding him extremely cute as his eyes become glossy. So needy he might just cry. He nods once more, still playing with himself. “Mhh, why don’t you play with Felix’s pussy while you wait for your turn, then?”

Felix head immediately snaps up to look at you, Jisung’s eyes widen.

“Mommy…?” Jisung sounds confused, tilting his head to the side and furrowing his eyebrows. It’s a funny sight - him looking at you with innocent puppy eyes while holding his hard cock in his fist.

“What’s up, baby?” You look at him with a teasing smile on your face. You know it’s not what he was expecting, what you proposed to him, but he’s not exactly complaining - he just sounds confused. “You don’t wanna be a good boy for mommy? Good boys wait for their turn. And play with their boyfriend to make mommy happy.”

Jisung nearly gasps at that because fuck, does he want to be your good boy. He wants anything and everything you’ve got in store for him. “I do. Wan’ to make mommy the happiest.”

Felix’s still playing with your pussy when he feels Jisung’s lips ghosting over his naked shoulders from behind. A shiver runs down his spine as he inevitably arches his back - eyes fluttering shut as he hides his face in the crook of your neck. Jisung can’t help but feel a little weak when he places his fingers on his boyfriend’s hips as he leaves a series of kisses all over Felix’s freckled shoulders with his soft, plump lips.

“What… what do you want me to do, mommy?” Jisung sounds lost and overwhelmed at the same time as he presses himself on Felix’s body.

“Thought you were desperate, Sungie,” you mock him, entangling your own fingers in Felix’s blond hair. “Just do to him what you wanted to do to me, baby. Play with his pussy the same way you’d play with mommy’s, c’mon.”

Jisung’s heart skips a beat. Felix’s does, too. It’s nothing they haven’t done before, but the way you just said it makes both their heads spin in anticipation. Jisung’s trembling fingers eventually reach the waistband of Felix’s boxers, but before he could drag them down the younger’s legs, he decides to tease Felix and himself a bit as memories of what had happened mere hours before flash before Jisung’s eyes. Memories of when he was bent over the couch with Felix’s chest pressed flat against his back and his hot breath on Jisung’s face. These are the thoughts running back and forth in Jisung’s mind as he brings his hand to palm Felix’s crotch, cupping and squeezing his boyfriend’s length. Felix hisses under his breath, finding it a bit harder now to focus on the movements of his fingers in and out of you, but he still manages to do a great job.

Jisung continues to leave kisses on Felix’s skin, his shoulders first, then moving down, leaving a series of pecks all over his spine. And then he hooks his fingers in the waistband of Felix’s underwear and, finally, slides the dark piece of fabric down the younger’s legs impatiently, in a matter of seconds, throwing it across the room.

Felix chuckles when he feels his boyfriend’s fingers wrapping around his length and Jisung’s lips on his lower back as his kisses move down, down, down. “You’re so impatient, hm?” He teases Jisung, and even though Jisung can’t see his face, he knows Felix’s smirking. “You’re so horny.”

Jisung just rolls his eyes and scoffs. “You’re one to talk,” he chuckles, bringing two fingers to his mouth and wraps his lips around them, “like you weren’t begging to be between my legs this afternoon.”

He realizes what he just said a little too late. You’re already looking at both of them with an eyebrow raised, clearly unamused by the accidental revelation. “Well, that’s interesting,” you comment, wrapping your fingers around Felix’s wrist to stop his movements inside of you. He bites his lip, guilty, looking at you with puppy eyes. “What happened this afternoon, Sungie?”

“Mommy, I-“ Felix start, but you shush him.

“I asked Sungie,” you narrow your eyes at him. Then, your gaze shifts to the older boy, whose eyes are big and round - he’s scared he’s just fucked everything up, he’s scared you won’t let them cum tonight, all because of him and his incapacity of keeping his mouth shut. “You’re gonna tell me everything now, sweet boy, aren’t you? You’re gonna tell mommy everything that happened when she wasn’t there. And if you’re a good boy, mommy will reward you, baby. You know I will.”

Jisung nods swiftly, the promise of a reward washes away the guilt immediately. Felix rolls his eyes, the brat.

“Yes, mommy.”

“Good boy,” you stretch your arm to cup Jisung’s cheek, and he leans in your touch. “Now, start.”

“We… Felix and I, we were watching a movie,” Jisung starts, “and- and we were cuddling. On the couch.” He watches closely as you remove Felix’s hand from your panties, despite his whines. The younger boy gives Jisung the side-eye, and Jisung gulps.

“Don’t mind him, baby. Go on,” you encourage him with a nod.

“And then we… we got hard.”

“You both got hard?” You quirk an eyebrow at Jisung, somehow not believing him. “Remember, you have to tell me the truth if you want your reward.”

Jisung sighs, and gives in. “Felix got hard first. He was so needy, mommy, he kept touching me, couldn’t keep his hands off of me.”

You lick your lips, then motion for Jisung to come closer, to take Felix’s place next to you. “He kept touching you where?”

“M-my thighs, mommy. And then he… he…” Jisung blushes at the memory, “he touched me there,” he whispers the last part as he feels his own cock throb.

“Here?” You ask him, feigning innocence, as you wrap your fingers around his little cock. Jisung nods, biting his lip, already putty under your touch - you always know how to make him feel good, he’s so grateful for you. For both of you. “He touched your little cock?”

Jisung nods again. “He did, mommy. And he kissed my neck and my lips and my face, too. He was all over me.”

“Seems like he was very needy, hm?” You ask, and Jisung whines when you jerk him off a little bit, squeezing his sensitive, leaking tip. He bites on his lower lip, eyes rolling in the back of his skull.

“He-he was, mommy, I told you.”

“That’s right, baby, you did. Mommy’s so proud of you for telling the truth,” you praise him, pumping his length slowly - up and down, until your hand brushes the soft hair at the base of his cock, and then you move it right back up to tease his tip some more. “What happened next?”

“Mommy-“ Felix starts, but you interrupt him immediately.

“Oh, angel. You had your chance to speak up and you didn’t - now it’s too late, I’m afraid,” you pout at him. It’s a fake pout, and he knows you’re gonna punish him for disobeying your rules. “Sungie, baby, go on.”

Jisung shivers when you kiss the top of his head. “He undressed me, mommy, and I let him. He was so desperate, so… needy, and I was, too. ‘M sorry.”

You smirk, letting go of his pretty cock, which slaps on his skin as soon as you unwrap your fingers from around it. Then, you tease him by running the pads of your fingers on the sensitive skin of his balls - round and full, ready to be milked dry. And then your fingers move down some more, until they brush his rim. “Did he fuck you?”

Jisung gasps, both from your straightforwardness and from the feeling of you touching his most sensitive spot - the spot that always makes him shiver, the one that makes him cum the hardest. He doesn’t answer, at least not out loud. With a weak nod, he confirms your suspicions.

“Oh, he did, didn’t he?” You bite your lip, circling Jisung’s entrance with your fingers - you just want to tease him, nothing more. “He fucked this sweet ass?”

They know they’re not supposed to have fun without your permission when you’re not there.

“He-he did,” Jisung confesses, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, biting his cheek to muffle his whimpers.

“Tell me how.”

Jisung’s cock throb at the memory. Felix, from behind him, feels a shiver run down his spine, too.

“He bent me over the couch,” he mumbles, whimpering because of the way your fingers feel pressed on his skin - and to think you’re not even touching him properly. “He took me right there, mommy. He kept kissing me, kept telling me he loves me.”

“I love both of you,” Felix is quick to clarify, but you ignore his remark.

“You let him fuck you like a slut, baby?” You ask rhetorically, loving the way Jisung squirms under your touch and because of the way you’re dirty talking to him now. “You let him creampie this cute little ass?”

“Oh, God, mommy…” Jisung whines, “‘m… I’m…”

You stop touching him immediately, lifting your hand from his body. “Were you getting close already, Sungie?” You tease him with a smirk he can’t see, because his face is buried in your chest right now as he takes deep breaths. “You’re such a desperate little thing, aren’t you?”

He doesn’t answer, just wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to his body. He needs to feel you, he needs to breathe your scent, he needs to get lost in everything that makes you… you.

“Come get your reward then,” you whisper to him, kissing the top of his head. You wrap your fingers around his wrist and bring his hand between your legs, allowing his digit to brush the same spot Felix’d been touching until not too long ago. You’re still wet, he can feel it despite the fabric of your panties.

Reward. You said reward. Does this mean…

“Mommy, what…” he pulls back to look you in the eyes, tilting his head slightly to the side.

You nod, and don’t miss the way his boba eyes light up. “Yeah, mommy’s gonna let you fuck her pussy. It’s yours, baby, come and get it.”

Felix blinks a couple of times, because he was sure he was going to fuck your pussy first. Like, one hundred percent sure. Is this your way of punishing him? By denying him your sweet pussy? What if you won’t allow him to cum at all tonight?

“But- it was my turn,” he protests. He really doesn’t know when to shut up.

You smirk at him, hooking your fingers in the hem of your panties before pulling them over the curve of your ass and down your legs, revealing your bare sex to their impatient eyes. “You lost that privilege when you decided to disobey me and hide it from me,” you tease him - you’re not really angry, you just want to see him squirm. And you want to have a little fun, yes.

“I wasn’t trying to hide anything, mommy. I just… forgot to mention it?”

“Hm, so you fucked Sungie this afternoon and still want to be the first to fuck mommy’s pussy tonight… Aren’t you a little too greedy, angel?” You smirk.

He’s greedy, yes, but how could he not be? He has the sexiest boyfriend and girlfriend, what is he supposed to do? His dick just won’t stop getting hard whenever he’s around either of you.

“But don’t worry, mommy’s not gonna leave you high and dry, she’s not that mean,” you reassure him, stretching your arm to cup his cheek, brushing soft strands of hair from his face. “Sungie, baby, come on on top.”

Felix is beyond confused, and so is Jisung, but the older boy still listens to your words. You lie on your back on the wide bed and spread your legs to welcome your boyfriend’s body between them, and once he does, you turn your head to look at Felix.

“Mommy, what…?” Jisung asks.

“Oh, my sweet boy,” you cup his cheek with your hand, caressing his soft skin with your thumb. “Mommy wants to thank you for being such an obedient little thing. You’re gonna fuck mommy’s pussy now-“

“Yes- yes, thank you. Thank you, mommy.”

“While,” you continue, stressing the word, “Felix fucks your pussy.”

Felix and Jisung look at each other first, then at you. They’re beyond shocked. You’ve never done that before. But there’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?

“We… I… huh?” Felix looks at you with furrowed eyebrows, but kneels on the mattress nonetheless. He’s not opposed to the idea and neither is Jisung - they’re just surprised.

You nod. “You heard me right,” you say to Felix, and he raises his eyebrows in surprise. “I wanna see the way you get all pretty and desperate for Sungie. Wanna see how dirty my precious angel can be. Can you do that for mommy?”

Felix nods vigorously - of course he can. He’d do anything for you.

“I can.”

“Good boy,” you praise him, patting his thigh. Then, you turn your head in Jisung’s direction. He’s kneeling between your legs - hard cock in his hand, still pretty clueless. “It’s time for your reward. Here,” you spread your legs a bit wider, “it’s all for you, baby.”

Jisung gulps. He’s not gonna last at all - he’s already on the verge of his orgasm just from a couple of dirty words and your teasing, and he’s supposed to last while fuckingyou and being fucked by his boyfriend at the same time? Not gonna happen, he’s gonna bust in a couple of minutes if he has enough self control. If.

Jisung rests his palm on the mattress, balancing his weight on solely his arm as he slides his tiny cock up and down your folds a couple of times, spreading your arousal all over his tip to use it as lube before sinking into your wet heat. His pink tip bumps your clit a few times, and he whines when he hears a small yelp fall from your lips, and the next thing you know - he’s pressing at your entrance.

“Can I put it in, mommy? Can I fuck you now?”

Felix, from beside you, moves to open the first drawer of your nightstand and fishes a small, plastic bottle. Lube. The substance is freezing cold when he squirts some of it on the tips of his fingers.

“Yes, Sungie. You can fuck me.”

Even though he’s literally impatient and can’t physically wait to fuck you - he pushes his cock inside of you excruciatingly slow, gripping your hip as he sinks all the way. His mouth falls open as small huffs fall from it, and he lets out a deep “Oh” once he’s fully sheathed inside of you - his balls literally pressed against your ass.

“Oh my- fuck, you feel good, mommy. So good. ’T’s wet, and… hot.”

“You feel good, too, baby. Your little cock feels so good inside of me,” you tell him, and Jisung whimpers - because of your pussy, yes, but also because he feels Felix’s hand on his hip, and then his lips on his skin.

Felix kisses the spot between Jisung’s shoulders one, two, three times as he slowly strokes his hard length, smearing the lube all over its surface - slick sounds filling the room together with Jisung’s heavy breaths. Inside of you, his cock twitches.

“C’mere, baby,” you say to Jisung, motioning for him to lie down on top of you and press his body on yours.

He does, his body hovering over yours until he presses his chest on yours and balances his weight on his elbows, on each side of your body. You kiss the top of his head, and he leans in to your touch as his fingers toy with the ends of your hair and breathes in your scent. He feels home.

Jisung gulps when he feels Felix’s fingers brush the soft skin of his ass. “Do you think you need to be prepped, love?” He says in a husky breath, fingers moving down to brush Jisung’s entrance, and the older boy hisses at the feeling of the cold lube on his skin.

Jisung shakes his head as a no, then nuzzles your neck with his nose. “Nope,” he mumbles, biting his lip when he feels Felix’s fingers on his rim, where the younger boy carefully smears the remaining of lube. “There’s no need to. You prepped me enough this afternoon,” he tilts his head to the side to smirk at him.

Felix chuckles, shaking his head, then slaps Jisung’s asscheek. “Fine, then,” Felix says, aligning his cock at his boyfriend’s entrance. “You ready?” He asks, and Jisung nods.

You cup Jisung’s face in your hands and force him to look at you as Felix slowly enters him. You watch closely the way his mouth falls slightly open, a small whine falling from it as his eyes flutter shut. Felix grunts, too, while sinking further into Jisung until he’s fully buried inside of him, pressing his body on yours even more. Jisung’s head falls on your chest, and he rests his forehead on your skin - shaky breaths falling from his lips.

“Are you feeling good, baby? You feel nice and full?” You ask him, running your hand through his dark hair.

“Feels good, mommy, you have no idea. So good. I feel… full, and- and mommy’s pussy’s so hot around me,” he moans, hips inevitably jerking to meet yours, and Felix moans too when he feels Jisung’s movements, “’n’ Felix’s cock is so hard.”

“That’s what you deserve,” you play with his hair, tugging it a bit just to hear him whine some more. “Now don’t be shy, baby - fuck mommy’s pussy and fuck yourself on Felix’s cock. Be a good boy, Sungie.”

His head snaps up in your direction, and you can clearly see how flustered he actually looks - his puffy cheeks are red, pupils full blown and his lips are a bit plumper than usual because of the way he’s constantly biting on them to muffle his moans. You encourage him with a weak nod, and his breath gets caught in his throat. Then, he obliges, rolling his hips to meet yours first, then pulling slightly back to fuck himself on Felix’s hard length.

“O-Oh, mommy,” he moans, and even though everything’s so overwhelming, he doesn’t stop rolling his hips - his movements turn more and more slutty with each thrust. In a matter of seconds, he’s a moaning mess.

“F-Fuck, you take it so well,” Felix can’t help but moan. His hands are on each side of Jisung’s slutty waist, eyes glued on where his body and Jisung’s connect. “How- how are you still so tight? You’re incredible, fuck.”

Jisung’s head is spinning. Felix’s cock is repeatedly hitting his prostate and, at the same time, your tight, wet pussy is perfectly enveloping desperate cock. Jisung is a weak, weak man when it comes to you and Felix - he won’t last much longer.

“‘M not… ‘m not gon-na last,” Jisung whimpers through laboured breaths. His tiny fingers grip the bedsheet tight, until his knuckles turn white, as his movements become more and more frantic and inconsistent. His legs are shaking when he presses his ass flat on Felix’s hips - Felix groans, gripping Jisung’s hips even tighter.

“Don’t cum, baby - not yet,” you tell him, and Jisung’s eyes widen in pure shock.

How is he supposed to put off his orgasm?

“I can’t- I can’t, mommy. Feels too good,” he sniffles, there’s actual tears in his eyes, but keeps on swaying his hips back and forth - the soft, curly hair at the base of his cock brushing your clit with each thrust. Jisung’s cock is shorter than average, yes, but it can still reach your g-spot perfectly.

“Aw, it feels too good?” You parrot him, smirking and biting on your lip as you look at Jisung. Behind him, Felix looks just as desperate to cum - head thrown back and lips slightly parted, but you can clearly see the way his chest rises and falls quickly.

Jisung nods. “‘M so close. ‘M sorry mommy, ‘m gonna cum,” Jisung practically sobs. His whole body trembles and shakes.

You cup his cheek, but then your hand moves down until you wrap your fingers around Jisung’s throat - you don’t tighten your grip, though. “Fine. Cum, then, you desperate little thing. Fill mommy’s pussy with your cum,” you tell him, looking him in the eye, and that does it for Jisung.

With a chocked moan, he buries himself deeper inside of you and, finally, he cums. He cums and it feels as if his orgasm was lasting forever, because his legs and whole body just keep on shaking even after he’s emptied himself inside of you, filling you up with his warm cum. Then, his spent body just collapses on yours.

“Fuck, you gave me so much, baby. You’re such a good boy for mommy,” you kiss the tip of his nose. Jisung sighs, but before he could say anything Felix, from behind him, interrupts him.

“Mommy- fuck, can I cum, too? N-need to cum.”

Your gaze shifts back on Jisung. You run your hand through his hair. “You’re gonna let Felix fuck you dumb, Sungie?” Jisung nods desperately. “Yeah? You’re gonna let him use your body to get off? You’re gonna let him cream your slutty ass?” You bring your hand down to Jisung’s ass and slap his cheek.

“Yeah. Yeah, he- he can use me. Can cum inside of me,” Jisung mumbles, cheek turning a deeper shade of pink. “You can do anything to me, fuck,” he swears under his breath when he feels Felix begin to thrust inside of him at a steady pace, “‘m yours mommy. And Felix’s. ‘M your good boy.”

The pace of Felix’s thrusts becomes quicker. He fucks Jisung exactly like he’d done earlier that afternoon - desperately, impatiently, with a primal need to feel him as close as possible. So he changes the angle of his thrusts, pressing Jisung’s body on top of yours as he practically mounts him. Felix balances his body on one arm, allowing his body to hover over yours and Jisung’s as he keeps on fucking his boyfriend. He doesn’t forget to kiss Jisung’s skin, of course - his nape, then the side of his neck, and then his shoulders, where he sticks his teeth. Jisung hisses, but his eyes roll in the back of his head nonetheless. He’s loving every second of this.

“Is that how he fucked you earlier?” You ask Jisung, tilting your head to the side.

“Y-Yes,” Jisung confirms.

“You were right - he is needy.”

Felix’s not really paying attention to either of you, though, because all of a sudden he’s on the verge of his own orgasm as well. “Oh shit. I think I’m gonna cum,” he grunts, thrusts turning sloppier and more frantic as his cock twitches inside of Jisung. “Can… can I, mommy?” He asks for your permission.

“Cum, angel. Fill him up.”

Jisung whines, Felix cums.

Felix fills him up exactly like you told him to - balls twitching as he empties himself inside of his boyfriend for the second time that day. It’s okay, though, he’ll never get tired of it. Only when he’s sure he’s given Jisung every single drop of his cum, does Felix pull out, wrapping his fingers around the base of his semi-soft dick. Then, he lies down next to you, completely spent, as he tries to catch his breath.

“‘M sorry, mommy,” is the first thing Jisung says, with tears in his eyes. “You didn’t cum. I couldn’t… I came so fast, I couldn’t make you cum,” he mumbles, sounding absolutely defeated.

You smile at him, caressing his cheek. “You did so good, baby. This was all for you, this was your reward for being the best boy.”

There’s a million things Jisung wants to say right now, but he just kisses your lips instead. “Thank you, mommy,” he mumbles, before pulling out of you - cock already kind of limp and covered in his own release, that’s dribbling onto his pubic hair as well. He lies down on your side, on the opposite side of Felix, and wraps his arm around your waist.

“Mommy?” Felix mumbles, clearing his throat and scooting closer. He presses a couple of kisses on the naked skin of your shoulder. “‘M sorry if I made you mad today - sorry for not telling you about… what we did when you weren’t there.”

You turn your head in his direction, and smile at him. A genuine smile, and he instantly relaxes, sighing out of relief. “You didn’t, angel. Mommy was just teasing you. Did you like it?”

Felix nods and he, too, wraps his arm around you. “I did…”

“But?” You ask, quirking an eyebrow at him, sensing there’s more he’d like to say.

His cheek turn a bright shade of pink, and he hides his face in your neck. “‘M stil… I’m still needy for your pussy, mommy. And… and you didn’t cum.”

Your fingers toy with his blond hair. “Hm, you’re right…” you hum. “I didn’t cum, and Sungie left a mess down there. Why don’t you eat mommy out, then?”

Felix pulls back to look at you, then nods, and in a matter of seconds he’s already lying between your legs, ready to start lapping at your pussy - all wet with your release as well as Jisung’s.

“Oh, and - Lix, Sungie?” You call their names and their heads instantly snap in your direction. “Next time you decide to have fun together while I’m not there… send a video, yeah?”

-> 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞.

-> 𝐦𝐲 ☕️

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drghostwrite · 11 months

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dana scully x fem!reader

prompt 'you remembered'?

ehehe

ty xoxo

I'm so happy you asked, kudos for being the first to ask, you're the best! I was so excited to write this and I so hope you enjoy it, though I will be honest it started as fluff and then turned into its own thing so if you want a rewrite just let me know. ;)

Dana Scully x fem!reader

Prompt: "you remembered?"

TW: fluff turns to smut [Minors DNI]

Summary: It's their two year anniversary and Dana was upset that she has to work and can't be with you but little does she know you have bigger things planned. The reader is a doctor, head of the Emergency department at a level 1 trauma center so she doesn't always have time and can be forgetful.

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Dana sat at her desk, leaning her forehead into her hand and letting out a frustrated sigh, and scribbled something into the case file laid out in front of her. Today was your two year anniversary and though you loved her and she knew that, and vice versa she just wished she could be with you right now, instead of sitting at this desk doing paperwork.

Her phone lit up revealing the cute selfie of the two of you from when you traveled to your cabin last winter, you had gone hiking and skiing giving you both the chance to escape your hectic lives and one morning you found yourselves sitting on the couch, watching the snowfall curled up next to one another under a mound of fluffy and soft blankets, Dana was leaning on your chest laid between your legs while you were drinking coffee and just talking when you saw her raise her phone in front of you and snap a picture, you leaned forward smiling into her strawberry blonde hair and that's the picture she snapped and then another as she turned halfway so you could place a kiss to her temple keeping eye contact with the camera.

She grabbed the phone quickly hoping it was you but instead, it was a message from Fox reading, Need you to come upstairs to the office, ASAP.

"Damn you Mulder, I'm never getting out of here," she grumbled getting up from her desk to make her way from the morgue office to the little setup in the local police department. She really wanted nothing more than to order takeout that she knew would get cold because she had other activities planned, and put it on the island as soon as it got there to be warmed up later but instead, she was stuck at the local police department in Virginia on a wild goose chase while she knew you were running your emergency department saving lives, and she knew that you would be so tired and a part of her worried that you might even forget that it's your anniversary.

She looked at the clock, 5:24pm, and quickly shot you a text saying, Hey Love I'm going to probably be home late but I'll order takeout and have it sent to the house, so don't worry I got you covered.

Read 5:27

She let out a small depressed sigh, slipping her phone back into her blazer pocket as she made her way upstairs gathering the files she had laid out and putting them under her arm. She heard the elevator doors ding and felt the cart jolt into place as the doors opened, she stepped out onto the first level and didn't spot Mulder just yet. She scanned her surroundings, peaking her head into the small office on the side only to find him looking at a bulletin on the wall covered in red thread and pictures scattered about, Monica Reyes was leaning back in a chair feet up on the table with headphones in and John Dogett was passed out on the couch.

"Scully look at this I think I figured out where its been hiding."

"Please tell me you didn't pull me from something important to tell me you think there's another mythical creature out there."

"No look I think it's the sewers."

"Mulder you think the Chupacabra is underground hiding in the sewers, there's nothing to prove that, we caught the kids, it was just a hoax a bunch of frats boys thinking they were being ritualistic but in reality, they were brainwashed by their charismatic leader into a killing spree." Monica sat up watching you two but still had her headphones in only slightly listening enough that she knew what was going on.

"Mulder she's right we're wasting resources at this point, if there were more attacks after the arrest maybe, but I think the boys were using that system to get around without being caught and to stash costumes and weapons." Monica finally spoke up taking Danas side.

"Come on Mulder," Dana rubbed her forehead, "I think were all tired and just ready to get in the car a drive home." He looked around seeing John stirring from his sleep and seeing the frustration on Dana's features, he gave the go-ahead command to pack up and go home but informed them that he was going to have everything faxed over just in case. Dana grabbed her things and basically ran out of the building, but as she got outside the door she dropped her keys and heard a voice.

"Hey Beautiful need a hand?" she quickly shot up and turned around hand on her gun, but she took in the sight before quickly realizing it was you. she jumped wrapping her arms around your neck as you held her waist, she pulled you into a chaste kiss not caring who was around you or who witnessed this moment.

"Hey you two!" yelled John as he and Monica laughed to each other, Mulder was still inside oblivious, Dana turned bright red and pulled away from you, she saw her coworkers a lot and they've been in pretty dire situations but they've never seen her like this before so dependent on one person. You tuned giving all of them a wave, you picked up the keys to the Tahoe that they all drove there in a tossed them to John as he gave you a nod of approval.

"I think I'm gonna take my wife home now, have a great night guys." You smiled pulling her closer to your side and walking her towards your SUV, you opened her door and helped her in, walking back around and jumping in the driver seat. You had gone picked up coffee and put her favorite playlist on, she kicked her shoes off reclined her seat, and grabbed your hand as you pulled out to make your way home, she talked about the case and her day but never mentioned what day it was because she felt bad and she didn't want to make you feel worse, she was just amazed that you drive 3 hours after a crazy ED shift to come pick her up yourself. 3 hours later and you pulled into your driveway, saw the lights still on, and thanked God that your sister got the message, she cleaned, got the takeout from your favorite Italian restaurant, and set everything up so that you could leave right from work and drive to Virginia to pick up Dana. As you walked in the house you guided her right upstairs.

"Baby aren't we gonna eat I'm starving and I doubt you got a break at the hospital today, with the full moon and all."

"Oh trust me you're going to want to wait." You stepped into your master bedroom and that's when she saw it, dimly lit candles with her favorite scent, you made the bed but changed the sheets to black satin with a deep maroon blanket, and she realized that you weren't wearing scrubs and that you had nothing but a lace bra under your cream boyfriend button up, you had left the top three buttons open just enough that she could see down your shirt making her go rabid but not enough for anyone to notice from a distance, you also had on the skinny jeans that she loved they accented your butt and thighs so well.

You turned and looked at her expression, chuckling you kissed her forehead.

"You remebered?" she asked almost confused but amazed, she looked into your eyes seeing the compassion and the small smirk you had.

"Dana Catherine Scully you’re the love of my life of course I remembered. Now let me show you just how much I love you."

You turned closing the door behind you and leaned down to kiss her lips backing her up against the door. she played with the buttons pushing your shirt off your shoulders, and you started the buttons on her shirt revealing the blue lace underneath, she undid the button of her pants let them pool around her ankles revealing the matching panties, she stepped and kicked them to the side. “Mm baby you look amazing.” You grabbed the back of her thighs picked her up and pressed her against the wall, you started working your way down her neck and onto the exposed skin of her chest leaving bites along the way as she threw her head back against the wall letting out low moans, moans that went straight to your core. You unclasped her bra and pulled a nipple into your mouth, she gasped at the action but then you felt her hand in your hair telling you to keep going, you could feel her muscles taut against you.

“mhmmhm, maybe we should move this to the bed.”You quickly made your way to the bed laying her on the edge and she pulled you down with her.

"Y/N I want to touch you, to feel you, please."

"Whatever you want baby." you slipped off the rest of your clothes and then crawled back up the bed hooking your finger in her panties and sliding them off tossing them to the side. You leaned forward placing yourself in between her legs, you could feel her start to grind against you, kissing her again and stayed there for a minute before snaking a hand down between her legs and sliding it through her folds.

"Oh my God Dana you're so wet for me baby."

She moaned at the touch letting out a small pained laugh into the kiss, "Y/N I've been waiting for this all day."

"Well, then you shouldn't have to wait any longer." You pushed your first finger in and then another gently kissing down her body, you could already feel how close she was as she bucked against your hand, you kissed down her stomach and stopped right where she needed you most, kissing up and down her thighs, slowing down your hand and watching her squirm. Before she could say anything you attached your lips around her clit sucking harshly and starting your hand back up. Her back arched and before she knew it you had her seeing stars. You pulled your fingers out but coaxed her through with your mouth tasting all of her, you climbed back up her body, letting her catch her breath and kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself.

"I'm sorry for thinking you forgot about our anniversary." She apologized in between kisses.

"Love, there's nothing to worry about, and by the way I would never forget the day I married the most gorgeous, smart, and badass woman in the world."

"Mmmm, in that case," she moaned looking into your genuine green eyes, she hooked her leg over yours and flipped you both other, her sapphire blue eyes blowing bigger with lust as she positined herself above you.

"I guess I better show you how loved you really are," as she deepened the kisses.

#x files #dana scully #danascullyxreader #smut prompts #fluff prompts #x reader smut #x reader #x yn

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xkotaro16o · 2 years

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—𝙷𝚢𝚙𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝚒𝚌 𝙼𝚎𝚗'𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝙵!𝚂/𝙾 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝—

Summary: Headcanons where a few Hypmic men’s reaction seeing their S/O wearing a short skirt.

Pairing: Yamada Ichiro x F!S/O, Aohitsugi Samatoki x F!S/O.

CW: Fluff, slightly suggestive, slightly cursing, grammatical error, OOC.

A/N: AHHHH I FINALLY BACK AT WRITIN HYPMIC EHEHE ଘ( ≧▽≦ )ଓ I wrote hypmic a few years ago & stopped, BUT NOW IM BACK MUEHEHEHEHE ♡〜٩( ˃▿˂ )۶〜♡ I HOPE U LIKE THIS-

—𝚈𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙸𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘—

Someone help Ichiro. Yamada Ichiro has stopped working for a few seconds. He knows you're gorgeous in every outfits, BUT that skirt is making him stopped working. He freezes and is blushing messily.

He almost forgets to compliment you because he stutters when he tries to do it. Afterwards, he'll praise you AND take a picture of you, or with him and consensual of course.

Honestly, he doesn't really pay attention to those who stares at you with a lust gaze (because he's too focused on you), unless you act uncomfortable when someone does that to you.

No touching. He dislikes it when someone touches you, he'll give a threat to them. Not a very jealousy person, so that person is safe.

However, at the end of the day, he'll recommend a few outfits to wear in the future (cosplay outfits in majority), you could decline it, yet he'll be overjoyed if you accept his offer.

“Hey... You- Uhh... You look pretty...”

—𝙰𝚘𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚒 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚔𝚒—

To be honest, Samatoki is used to see women in a short outfit or tight outfit. BUT you, damn, you look different in his eyes. You look more stunning, other women can't compare their beauties with you.

ALMOST the same as Ichiro, he freezes for a few seconds with a light shade of pink around his cheeks, ends up with a smirk and compliments you. Don't be insecure, you look gorgeous, darling.

Oh, now now, your Mr. Hardcore could detect if someone stares at you with a lust gaze and immediately growls at them. Don't touch UNLESS they want to die or get torture by the Yokohama bad boy.

Let's see, he loves every outfits you wear, but if you need any recommendations or offers, he'll be glad to help you. Oh, wait, that skirt alone makes his eyes and hands all over you, but not too much because he respects your boundaries especially in public.

Overall he enjoys it, in private, he praises you here and there and gets touchy as well. You do know he could get... Soft around you ONLY in private, right?

“Didn’t know you have that skirt, babe. Fuck, I love it so much.”

I DO NOT OWN ALL OF THE CHARACTERS & DO NOT REPOST MY WORKS.

#kotaro's work #hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #hypmic x reader #hypnosis mic x reader #hypnosis microphone x reader #samatoki #Aohitsugi Samatoki #samatoki aohitsugi x reader #samatoki aohitsugi #samatoki x reader #aohitsugi samatoki x reader #ichiro #yamada ichiro #ichiro yamada #yamada ichiro x reader #ichiro x reader #ichiro yamada x reader

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ticklish-n-stuff · 2 years

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a request you say 😁😁!! are you able to write smt for anhane ? it’s so hard to find wlw ships in the tk community 😭 i have no lee/ler preference!! also if you do not want to write it thats perfectly okay hehe

You're ticklish?!

Ahh tysm for the req.! I know I mainly write for the boys 'cause personally they are my fave characters but I also really like all the girls. Prosekai is one of those few games where I genuinly like everyone from the main cast. Like they're all really enjoyable characters, so I'll gladly write for any w|w ship you send me :) (as long as it's not incest or illegal ofc). An and Kohane have been growing on me a lot recently after reading some of the VBS stories, I just love their dynamic. And I'm also planning a fic for An's bday soo yeah. Sorry for the 'lil rant. This is my first time writing for them on an actual fic so sorry if I don't interpret them as well. Still hope you enjoy! ^^

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An x Kohane (romantic)

Lee: Kohane

Ler: An

Warnings: Tickles!

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It was a pretty peaceful and lazy day over at the Shiraishi household. An and her girlfriend Kohane were currently cuddling on the bed, just enjoying each others presence. Feeling a bit touchy, An started to softly massage Kohane's shoulders, a bit too close to her neck though...which made her feel a bit tickly.

"Ehehe! An thahat tickles...!" Kohane scrunched up her shoulders slightly as she giggled freely at the tickly touch.

"Oh my god...you're ticklish?! How come you've never told me?!".

"B-because you never asked...?" Kohane replied with a sheepish smile. Not long after, her girlfriend pinned her down across the bed. "EEK! An w-what are you doing?!".

"Making up for lost time" An playfully stuck her tongue out at her "now... let's see where else you're ticklish~" she quickly put her wiggly fingers to work, softly scribbling up Kohane's sides.

"GAH-! Wahahait! That tihihickles!" poor Kohane instantly bursted out into the most bubbly giggles imaginable. Out of instinct, she glued her elbows to her sides and tried to roll away, but in reality was enjoying the playful torment.

"Aww really? Good!" An cheered out as she poked and prodded at her ribs, eliciting soft squeaks from the ticklish female.

"Eheheek! Y-you're soho mehehean!" Kohane softly kicked her legs out as she threw her head back in bubbly laughter.

An mocked gasped "how dare you call me mean! Just wait 'till I find that spot that'll get you really laughing~".

Feeling a bit rebelious, Kohane egged her on even more "Dohoho your wohorst!".

"Gladly~!" An's fingers tickled everywhere they could reach, along her armpits, neck, ears (which got Kohane all squeaky, definitely will keep that spot in mind). Kohane of course was a ball of uncontrollable giggles, being caught off guard whenever An changed spots. But she still didn't get the reaction she was looking for until...

"EEP! AN NAHAT THEHEHERE!" Kohane suddenly squeaked out as An teasingly made her way to her tummy.

"Oh? Did I find a bad spot~?".

"YEHEHES! AHAHAHAHAHA!" Kohane was so honest and pure it was quite adorable. But An couldn't afford to get distracted by her cuteness, right now her mission was to get her girlfriend laughing all silly.

"Aww, the 'lil hamster has a ticklish tummy~".

"DOHON'T CALL ME THAHAHAT!" Kohane squealed as her laughter got more desperate. Her cheeks were fully red and her eyes were starting to get a bit watery. An could feel herself falling in love all over again at the sight.

"But it's the truth!" she defended as she made her way under Kohane's shirt, gently scratching at the bare skin.

"WAH-! HAHAHAHAHA!" somehow Kohane's laughter got even more frantic and high pitched, looked like An hit the jackpot. Still, her girlfriend seemed to had lost any ability to talk, only her beautiful laughter would pour out of her lips. Not wanting to kill her, An halted her fingers to a stop, opting to softly draw random patterns and shapes across her tummy.

"How are you feeling?" she asked with a more gentle smile.

Kohane's face was completely bright red. Her loud panting filling up the room until she finally had the strength to reply. "Behetter... I-it was kihinda fuhun actually..." she said shyly.

"Then we should totally do that again sometime~" An playfully winked at her as she let out a flustered groan, covering up her flushed face.

"Haha! Don't worry, I'll stick to just cuddling...for now~".

Kohane gulped at her comment, still, she looked forward to it.

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Sorry if this is short!

It was a lot of fun to write so I hope you like it~!

#project sekai #colorful stage #tickle #colorful stage tickle #project sekai tickle #fic #tickle fic #colorful stage tickle fic #project sekai tickle fic #an shiraishi #kohane asuzawa #lee!kohane #ler!an #asksksksks #anon ask #anon request

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lil-goat-is-watching · 2 years

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SOMEONE NEW IS COMING TO JOIN THE BUGSNAX UTAUS/GRUMPALOID!!!

WARNING: THIS PAGE WILL CONTAIN HEAVY SPOILERS TO THE ISLE OF BIGSNAX AND THE TRIPLICATE SPACE! IT IS NOT RECOMMENDED TO DOWNLOAD BEFORE OR DURING GAMEPLAY OF THESE SEGMENTS! I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR EXPOSURE TO HEAVY SPOILERS! THANK YOU!!! THERE IS AN EXTRA FOLDER IN THE “!!!SPOILERS!!!” FOLDER TO GIVE A SECOND WARNING OR TO STOP YOU SPOILERING YOURSELF IF YOU ACCIDENTALLY CLICK IT. IT IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED TO READ THE .TXT FILE PROVIDED!

THE LINK WILL BE MOVED HERE TO STOP YOURSELF FROM BEING SPOILED DURING DOWNLOAD: https://drive.google.com/drive/u/2/folders/1_ScVjhAaM6-W-MmIFXIo6_Vc57-uaakY

MY ORIGINAL POST CAN BE FOUND HERE: https://lil-goat-is-watching.tumblr.com/post/673039026812485632

INTRODUCING: ALEGANDER JAMFOOT!!!

Dis voicebank was actually a bit delayed due to my trying to settle into S5/11th Grade, but I got da motivation and time now for him to be released!! ^w^ Some bug fixes have hopefully come along too with his release!

To be honest, he sounds a lot like another soft boi ehehe .///.

Anyways, it may no the best like the others, but I am certain I have improved over the time of owning and updating these voicebanks, and I am hoping to improve more! I was really excited to release him, but still feel a lil bad since I wish I had the time TwT

QUESTIONS LINKED TO THE VOICEBANK ARE FEATURED IN THE ORIGINAL POST ABOVE!!!

Sadly, dis aint da most exciting post of me to release an Utau, but yee, and it pretty late for me, so ehhh ^^’ I hope y’all enjoy anyways!

IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS AND/OR NEED HELP, CONTACT ME AT P!V QUANTM HANGIN’ OUT#3449 ON DISCORD OR LIL-GOAT-IS-WATCHING ON TUMBLR (Yer already here-)

PS: Joey Quickbeans not included!

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waiting-on-a-dream · 2 years

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is my enthusiasm contagious, it could be a virus in disguise /j aurie's poor fingers thank you for typing that out teehee <3 i've actually had my eyes on iris and elliot for a while now 👁️ BECAUSE THEY ARE SO SIMILAR IT PAINS HIM??? elliot himself is a natural flirt and dramatist, but it is fairly obvious that iris does these better than him. and to that, he's... annoyed but also amused?? KFKEKWKDS perhaps it is the esfp and entp dynamic /lh

considering they're in the same class (3-E babies!), elliot internally prays to the sevens if they ever get paired for a project together. of course, he'd invite her out to an expensive restaurant to discuss the project but only because he wants the good credit quickly. that proves to be a terrible idea, however, because now iris is more occupied with the menu instead. let's focus at the task at hand... sigh, is she even listening?

(i'll send an interaction between estelle and wyn soon !! bundles of sunshine with fluffy hair <3 or noah and zoya because frustrated grumpy but soft pirate boy who can't climb trees + carefree and free spirited tree climber who will playfully throw branches or leaves at him HAHA)

what about you, aurie? is there any of my ocs (excluding the three without official profiles yet HDKWKR) that caught your eye? if not, that's alright too !! i just wanna know your thoughts >:D

- the one who rambled instead ehe, bree <3

Ehehe~ Iris and Elliot do make an interesting dynamic. However! He seems rather focused on work and being efficient, whereas Iris is known to be carefree and more interested in doing what's fun for her. There is also the fact that Iris would be wary of his loyalty to Idia, not because of his tendency to make people suspicious of him, but because it reminds her of Violet's loyalty to their mother. That is the only thing she doesn't like about Violet.

I think with time, they could be acquaintances. Despite their differences, they could have a nice conversation if they sat down to talk for a while. Iris would love to prank people with Elliot too!

I'm looking forward to those interactions! I'll have to read your oc profiles in order to get their dynamic with my ocs somewhat right, but it's worth it, I'm sure!

I actually read Noah's profile, and found him to be super cute!! I'm not sure how well he and Zoya would get along, but if Zoya wants to befriend someone, she will one way or another! As far as I know, their closest connection would be over their love for their mothers. They try to be good children, in their own way. Asjsjkssk this made me wonder how it would go if Zoya met Noah's mom and he met hers. Akaskamsk like two friends visiting each others' homes.

As for any oc dynamics I can think of... :D I think Violet and Faye would get along! They're both bluntly honest, responsible, and have a hidden caring side!

#aurora answers #...Now I've got the urge to give your ocs tarot nicknames #see how they react to Xenon #pshhh #that guy is a different class of his own

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patt-writes-stuff · 3 years

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Beach Days with The Genshin Characters!

Wc: 1.7k+

Type: Headcanons

CW: umm nothing except mentions of alcohol and maybe people being creeps? (None of the chars or you tho it’s very brief)

A/N: HI IM BACK FROM THE DEAD! These were supposed to be a lot shorter but I got too excited. If you by any chance wanna see some for your fav character lmk! I know it says request are closed in my bio but since it’s just hcs it’s a lot less (and I really enjoyed writing these so ajdhdhdk)

🔥Diluc:

This man cannot swim. Tell me otherwise, I dare you.

Kaeya tried to jokingly push him off a lil diving cliff area when they were kids.

He almost drowned. Kaeya was in a lot of trouble.

So, good luck getting this man to actually get in the water. The most he’ll do is sit on the shore where it’s very shallow.

He usually prefers to just stay under an umbrella on the sand and keep an eye on you.

Calls you every two hours in advance and helps you reapply sunscreen.

He’s very pale so I feel like he burns pretty easily, meaning he needs to reapply super frequently otherwise he will become a tomato. He brings like three bottles of the good shit. Tch, rich boy.

If you ask him to build a sandcastle, he will pretend to be annoyed but do it anyways. Ends up finding it kind of enjoyable.

He has the maids prepare a nice picnic basket for the two of you!! It’s got all your favorite foods plus grape juice cuz y’know.

If any creepy peeps approach you, don’t worry. He brought his vision and his claymore.

Of course, he won’t have to resort to such violent lengths. Everyone in Mondstadt knows who Diluc is and they probably know you’re his s/o, so they’re usually smart enough to mind their own business.

If they don’t, don’t worry. Diluc’s glare is more than enough to scare them away.

All in all I definitely recommend a beach day with him! I’ll give it a solid 8/10 (-2 for not wearing floaties and getting in the water with you or letting you teach him how to swim.

🖌Albedo:

You guys definitely 100% take Klee out with you on a beach day.

You guys bring snacks, beach toys like buckets and shovels for optimal sandcastle building, a picnic blanket, etc.

Jean definitely packs a lot more stuff for you guys to take with you than you actually need.

It’s only cuz she’s worried for Klee and is nervous about not being able to go with you guys though! It’s very sweet really.

Klee tries to bomb the fish and cause havoc at the beach 😭

I think Albedo is a good swimmer and gets in with you and Klee so that he can help her (which is very cute omfg)

He’s set total workaholic, as we know, so it took a lot of convincing to get him to put down his experiments and accompany you to the beach (however, he’s particularly weak to yours and klee’s puppy dog eyes so he caved eventually)

Though, looking at you and Klee happily building sandcastles and decorating them with pretty seashells of all shapes and colors, he can’t really find it in himself to complain.

He, of course, takes this opportunity to take out his sketchbook and draw the waves, seagulls, you… Of course he won’t let you see the sketch book no sir. He’s a bit embarrassed to be honest, but an artist such as himself recognizes beauty when he sees it so he simply had to draw you. (God I love him so much)

If a creepy person approaches you,- well don’t worry. The sight of a small arsonist child blowing up fish is enough to scare them away 🥰

At the end of the day, all three of you are all ticketed out. Albedo has to carry Klee back to Mondstadt because the poor baby fell asleep the moment you started drying her hair with the beach towel. You’re, of course, carrying back Dodoco and your bags. (You also manage to sneak a peak at Albedo’s sketchbook and find some very pretty drawings of you and Klee with your sandcastle)

At the end of the day, you guys tuck Klee in and read her a bedtime story (she woke up and insisted). Afterwards Albedo takes you back home and thanks you for coming with you and Klee (which you ofc say wasn’t a problem because how could you not???)

All in all? I’ll give it a solid 10/10. You’ve got tasty food, fun times, your boyfriend and his cute kid adoptive sister (yes I am very biased idc)

🦋Xiao:

I think it would take a lot of convincing to get Xiao to go out on a beach date with you.

He’ll probably see it as a distraction getting in the way of his slaying of monsters and demons.

However, he also worships the grounds you walk on (hehe, simp XD), so I don’t think it’ll take that much convincing on your part (especially because it’s is self appointed duty to keep you safe so if you insist on going with or without him, he supposes he’ll have to go)

Is definitely a bit tense at first. He doesn’t know how to let loose and chill so while you’re sun tanning on a beach chair he’s like 🧍‍♂️ahdgshjsjd

Eventually calms down a bit though! You get him to relax and eat some almond tofu you brought along with you. It definitely gets him to perk up.

I don’t think he would mind getting into the water but I do think he’d rather walk along the shore and collect pretty seashells and sea glass.

He later gives the ones he deems pretties to you (he hands them over to you with a blush on his face and pretends it’s not a big deal and he definitely gets all pouty and grouchy when you coo at how adorable he is)

As for creeps, Xiao is both intimidating and well known in Liyue. No one is brave enough (or, let’s be honest, dumb enough) to approach you with any bad intentions.

Sure, Xiao has sworn never to harm a human/citizen of Liyue but that doesn’t mean he can’t scare the absolute shit out of them.

I think Xiao would definitely enjoy a beach day 🥺🥺. He’d find it very relaxing to go out with you and just hear the sound of waves and feel the sand under his feet.

He’d definitely hint at wanting to do it again later. Of course, he won’t tell you. No, that’s a foolish mortal activity and he has much better things to do.

Wait no, don't turn around, yes he will go with you next month.

All in all, I give Xiao a 9/10. It’s a very relaxing day (which he deserves 😤). And you get to see a whole new side of him.

💎Ningguang:

OK SO ORIGINALLY I WASN'T GONNA WRITE ONE FOR HER (at least not in this post) BUT THEN I THOUGHT OF LADY NINGGUANG TAKING YOU TO A WHOLE ASS PRIVATE BEACH

She knows you don’t care about how exclusive the beach you go to is (in fact, the fact that you don’t care about where you are or what you do is one of the things that make her fall more and more madly in love with you) but you deserve the best so she’s gonna go all out.

She’s a busy lady so days like this where the two of you get to go somewhere and be together are few and far between.

She knows it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone who is busy 24/7, so she appreciates how you remain by her side despite all hardships. (Y’all are a whole ass power couple istg)

The two of you spend your day relaxing. Sun bathing, drinking piña coladas, maybe taking a dip in the ocean. It’s all very pleasant!

Ningguang doesn’t quite feel like the type of person who would sit in the sand and make sandcastle, however you’re more than welcome to make some yourself. She finds it endearing <3

If you insist on her helping, she’ll eventually comply. She loves you too much to say no. I feel like she’ll either be terrible at it or like a total architect.

Sand is technically like tiny rocks right? So maybe she can use her vision to help her? If that’s the case, she’s making a replica of the Jade chamber out of sand.

If any creepy person comes up to you don’t worry. Ningguang will buy the whole beach and then use her right of admission as owner to permanently ban them from the beach you’re at.

The only downside to a day at the beach with Ningguang might be that there’s a big chance she’ll be called to tend urgent matters, seeing as she is the Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing and all.

If that does happen, she’ll be sure to make it up to you somehow, whether it be rescheduling or taking care of the matter as soon as possible so that the two of you can get back to your day of relaxation and fun.

All in all?? Lady Ningguang will treat you like total royalty and the two of you will have an amazing time! I give her an 11/10 (she would literally buy a whole beach for you to be comfortable I mean c’mon)

🍃Venti:

BEACH DAYS WITH HIM ARE SO FUN!!

Swimming? Yeah, he’d love to! Sunbathing? Sure! He’ll ever conjure up a light breeze for the two of you. Sandcastle building? WELL OF COURSE WHY DO YOU THING HE BROUGHT ALL THESE BUCKETS AND SHOVELS?

No but seriously, he might be the best person out of everyone here to go to the beach with. He’s fun, free spirited, and he’s a traveling bard who’s been alive long enough to know where all the best beaches in Teyvat are. (He also knows a guy- er, well, dragon I suppose- who is willing to fly them to any place).

He’ll play some soft tunes while you doze under the sun.

HE PICKS PRETTY SHELLS AND GIFTS THEM TO YOU!!!

He will bring booze. I’m pretty sure this is a necessity. If you’re a little upset about it, he’ll probably “eheh~” his way out of it. That slick bastard.

If you really insist on him not drinking, he won’t consume much alcohol.

If some creepy person approaches you and tries to ruin you your day of beach time fun, all of their stuff will suddenly be blown away, causing them to scramble back to their spot and (almost embarrassingly) flail around trying to catch everything. What a shame…

At the end of the day, he’d be a little sad to leave. Definitely makes plans about tbe two of you going back soon.

I gotta give him a 10/10 he’s just so fun omg.

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fluffy-ami · 3 years

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little miss ami could i plsssss request a fic or drabble for platonic atsushi & dazai where dazai just feels like messing around with atsushi and tickles him😭🖤

“Just a tired little kid 🍵” (Dazai & Atsushi)

A/N: OMG YESSS LITTLE DONUT I WON'T STOP LOVING YOU- It's not a drabble, I think about it as a... smol fic XD

(an eternity of Ami being logical as fork, Baal would be proud of me ✌🏻✨)

Characters: Dazai, Atsushi (platonic)

Summary: A little break after a hard case will not hurt. But if you're trying to rest in the same room with Dazai... well... won't hurt too, but it will definitely stop being a break.

“I feel absolutely awful,” Atsushi growled, falling on the couch face down.

“At least take your shoes off,” Dazai chuckled in response, taking off his coat and leaving it on the hanger, “And if you don't want to be healed by Doctor Yosano, just... don't get injured, I guess..?”

“Great advices as always...” the younger boy's whining was muffled by the cushions, while he just lazily let his shoes fall on the floor with a soft thud.

They both were very tired after a hard task, so Dazai suggested that they could have a rest in his room at the Armed Detective Agency Dormitory.

After a few minutes, Atsushi's partner came back with two cups of tea, placing them on a tea table, plopping down on the cushions next to the boy and stretching out wearily, as if he was the one who did the biggest part of the job this time, not Kunikida. But the sounds his spine made were absolutely terrifying, so yeah, fine, maybe he really did something very important today.

“Come on, sit up, the tea will get cold,” taking a sip of his own drink, Dazai smiled down at Atsushi, who still was just laying here like a dead man. The boy mumbled something in response, but he wasn't sure himself about what he actually wanted to say with that.

“Whahat..?” the man laughed, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

“I can't sit,” came a muffled answer, “I'm tired”.

“You seemed pretty energetic to me about fifteen minutes ago,” Dazai grinned, placing his cup back on the table, “Who do you think I made this tea for? Come oooon, you'll definitely feel better after a cup or two!”

But he was met with silence. Dazai bent over, closer to the boy, still smiling from ear to ear.

“Aaaatsuuushiiiii~,” he purred, a little bit too close to the said boy's ear. Even if the couch was blocking most of the sounds Atsushi made, Dazai heard a little squeak pretty clearly.

“Noooooo....” the boy giggled quietly. Oh, he knew that voice.

To be honest, Dazai always could tell whenever Atsushi was tired for real. But the boy was smiling at the moment, even if Dazai couldn't see it right now. But he knew that Atsushi definitely had enough strength to sit on the couch and drink a cup of tea. Well then, that boy is asking for it...

“You knooow what's going to happeeeen~” the man teased, “If you're going to keep acting like a little kid, then I'm going to treat you like one!”

“I'm just tihired!”

“Okay, then I'm gonna treat you like a "tired" little kid, but I don't really think that it changes anything~”

Dazai let one of his hands start spidering the boy's back playfully, but Atsushi decided to act tough. At least as much as he could.

“Trying to hold it in, aren't we?” Dazai smiled mischievously, “Do you think I don't know about how ticklish you are?”

The nimble fingers made their way up to Atsushi's shoulder blades and stayed there for a few seconds, making the poor boy squeeze his eyes shut and try to stop his smile from getting any wider. But when Dazai got to his neck...

“Ehehe dohohon't..!” Atsushi squealed, scrunching up his shoulders, trying to protect himself as soon as the older man started lightly pinching at the nape of his neck.

“And why is that?” Dazai asked, a soft chuckle escaping his lips, “I just think that our tired little kid needs a good laugh, what do you say?~”

“Stop cahalling me thahat!” Atsushi finally sat up, shaking off the older man's hand and attempting to crawl away.

“Oh, not so fast, tiger!” Dazai quickly grabbed Atsushi's ankle and dragged the giggling boy back on the couch next to him, as if he weighed nothing, “Is your energy back?~”

“Nohoho!..” Atsushi's giggling increased at the sight of the wiggling fingers right in front of him, “D-dohon't!..”

“Oh, it's not?” Dazai fake-gasped, “Hold still then, I'll help you!~”

“PleheheEEEASE..!” the boy shrieked, falling back into another fit of sweet laughter when Dazai's hands found his ribs, ticklishly massaging their fingers into them.

“Please what? Please keep going?~” the man tried to keep his teasy composure, but hearing Atsushi snort when a particularly sensitive spot got attacked, Dazai let out an amused and quiet “Oh my Gohod...”

Atsushi tried shielding himself with his arms, squirming around, rolling from side to side, even falling off this godforsaken couch, but Dazai just pulled him back in his tickle trap with ease every time, chuckling along with the boy, only giving him more tickles as a punishment and completely ignoring any kind of defense Atsushi tried to use.

Suddenly, Dazai felt a pair of hands trying to clumsily tickle his own ribs. He only sent a playful glare to the boy, who was already giggling nervously once again, quickly retracting his hands and trying to protect himself.

“Okay, you're asking for it,” Dazai smirked. His hands crawled under Atsushi's shirt and stopped there, not doing anything yet.

“No, Dazai, nohoho...” the boy's eyes widened as he started squirming in anticipation, not daring to even get his own hands near Dazai's. Atsushi already knew: before you can even try to stop this man, he'll make you instantly regret having even a tiny thought about stopping him.

The evil fingers started slowly wiggling on Atsushi's tummy...

“Dahahazai..!” the boy squealed, and the fingers stopped.

The older man was grinning at him, not saying a word, as his fingers started wiggling again, picking up the speed, and it didn't seem like he was going to stop this time. Atsushi grabbed Dazai's wrists reflexively... and, well, yes, he regretted it.

“DAHAHAZAI!..” the poor boy threw his head back and cackled loudly when the said man clawed at his bare tummy mercilessly.

“Yep, that's my name,” he smirked, not planning to stop anytime soon, “Awww, does our big kitty not like his belly being scratched? What a shame...~”

Atsushi was actually having fun at times like this. There was something special about being able to laugh freely with someone you could trust. Play fights, tickle games - Atsushi had never experienced anything like that in his childhood. But being able to just mess around with Dazai sometimes... It always cheered him up.

Dazai was like a big brother Atsushi never had.

...Ah, where were we?...

“OHOKAY, OKAY, I GIHIVE UP!..” Atsushi wheezed, after another loud raspberry being blown right in the centre of his tummy.

“Full of energy?~” Dazai teased.

“YEHEHES..!” this shriek was so high-pitched, desperate and hilarious, that the man laughed, finally letting Atsushi go.

The boy's giggles were slowly dying down as he panted, clearing the corners of his eyes, his face bright pink.

“I hahate you...” Atsushi sighed, still smiling and lightly kicking Dazai in the side with his foot.

“I know you don't,” he smiled in response, ruffling the boy's hair even more.

“Now it's my turn,” Atsushi grinned suddenly.

“Whoa,” Dazai laughed, “Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not that tick–”

“Kunikida said that your neck is a perfect spot to start from”.

Well, maybe it was better to let this kid stay tired, after all?...

#bungou stray dogs #tickle fic #my stuff #lee!atsushi #ler!dazai #atsushi nakajima #dazai osamu #tickling #little dani 🍩✨#i actually enjoyed writing it #i watched bsd so long ago #i started forgetting about how much i love them #damn i wanna see mah man chuuya again #i need to rewATCH–#my ler moods hit me hard again #and i HAD to forking write something god-damn playful #now please can someone help me 'cause ami needs to get to the morgue–#i really need my brain to stop wanting to write important things when i'm literally half asleep

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linawritestwst · 2 years

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Hello there!!! Congratulation for your 100 followers!! May I ask for a match-up? That would be lovely!

My pronouns are she/they! And I'm a female!

What I'm looking for in a partner? Well someone good looking would be nice haha. I'm the kind of person who stares at the people they love to recharge their battery! They might be an eye-candy as well! :) I'm joking, I'm not that shallow. If I like you, you're pretty to my eyes always. Anyway haha. I would love a gentle partner or at least someone who's soft with me. You see I'm quite the crybaby, I do things at my pace and if I get rushed, I either cry or get angry! You have to be patient and encouraging with me. Please. I'm doing my best.

I'm quite prone to loneliness, so anyone who doesn't mind physical affection would be great! But only if I initiate it... Otherwise I'll feel a tiny bit uncomfortable? haha... Romance needs a type of vulnerability I'm not quite ready for... It's a bit hard for me to let myself being touched but for my lover I would probably try very hard! Someone who can take care of me but doesn't mind being taken care of would be my best match. While I like being pampered, I live to be at my loved ones service! I love being helpful and feel very bad if I cannot be useful... Let's feed each other food alright? It's giving giving!

Physically I'm very attracted to boyish boys. I just love their mischievous grin so much! Maybe it's because I'm striving for a nice teenage puppy love. Full of teasing and stolen kisses.... Also I'm very fun to tease I've been said before haha....... T__T I like beauty marks also. Very nice. I love the heartlabyul dorm very much!

Someone who doesn't want to communicate with me would be a huge problem. I dislike misunderstanding very much! If anything I did made you uncomfortable, tell me and I will fix it! It's not awkward or anything. And it's not us having a fight either. We're just communicating. Someone who keep for themselves just to keep the "peace" is very hard to have a relationship with because they might build resentment about something I'm not aware of... I just want the best for us? I'll always do everything yo create an environment for my partner to share their opinions confortably, so please do so!

My personality... I'm quite the goody two shoes haha.... I feel like rules are here for a reason right? And I always feel bad not following them. I'm the kind of person who waits for the light to turn green even if there's no cars around.... I believe I'm a very loving person who's not scared to show it. Love letters, buying snacks, kissing their forehead, patting their head— I love doing them! No shame in showing my love! It's very nice for both parties right? Love is everything!!!!! <33 just thinking about kissing my loved ones makes me giddy in the inside eheh... Ah but this fool-in-love side of me is only reserved for a few people. Otherwise I'm reserved and not talkative. Still caring because that's my nature but you know we're not close. Maybe that's why people have a hard time with me, I draw the line clearly between the two of us and I've been told that I felt so close yet so far from people. Izufizjfjeh what am I even saying.... I'm also very straightforward??? Looking at people right into their eyes and saying "I think I'm attracted to you!" or like "I want to kiss you"!! "I want to go home, it's uncomfortable" No problem with me!!! I'm stupidly honest!!!! But if do get embarrassed, I tend to scream and hide myself between my hands!!! I do blush but like. My ears only. It' S cute I guess! Let's call it my charming point! I LOVE MY FRIENDS HELLO. I'M GOING TO SEND THEM A LOVE TEXT RIGHT AFTER FINISHING THIS. AND THIS IS TRUE FOR MY GUY FRIENDS AS WELL. MY PRETTY BOYS. YES My sign is sun virgo, moon cancer and Leo rising! I'm a hot mess I know! Very emotional! Sorry if it's too long and not understandable!!! You can skip if nothing makes sense!! Take care!!!!

it's okay, anon, i understood everything you wrote, don't worry about it^^ i hope you like this matchup!

the character that i think would be a good partner for you is..

deuce spade!

i'll explain why i chose him:

i started to think that you two would be very cute together and then i read that you like heartslabyul dorm and i went "OKAY DEUCE IT IS". let's talk about appearance: you mentioned that you like pretty, but boyish guys and i think deuce fits quite well!

deuce would try his best to be a good and loving boyfriend!! if he accidentally scares you, please tell him, he doesn't want you to be afraid of him even though he has not the best past! also YES, GET YOUR CHANCE TO INITIATE PHYSICAL AFFECTION, BECAUSE DEUCE IS PRETTY AWKWARD WITH IT. and if you feed him.. yeah, his face will be red, just like the main color of heartslabyul, and not because the food is hot. IT'S JUST. IT FEELS NICE BUT.. how is he supposed to react to that, he doesn't know how to deal with girls and accept their affection!!

talking about affection, wow, you being straightforward and showing your love as often as you can would break deuce BUT IN A GOOD WAY. like he doesn't know what to do, but?? he also doesn't want to stop you?? also he would actually appreciate you being so open and honest about your feelings, it means that he won't get a wrong idea and there will be less misunderstandings between both of you!

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland matchups #twst matchup

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happyandticklish · 3 years

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Take A Break

Notes: For the ask by @ticklish-sidekick who requested a Percy and Nico fic. Hope you enjoy!

Summary: Nico needs to take a break, but is being stubborn as usual. Luckily, Percy knows just how to handle obstinate demigods.

“Hya!”

Nico lunged forward suddenly, his sword clashing with Percy’s. He grunted, attempting to untangle the block, but Percy was too quick for that. He brought their swords up suddenly, flinging the weapon from his hands. Emptyhanded, Nico dodged around Percy’s sides, attempting to wrestle the sword from him physically instead. Percy kicked his leg out from under him, causing the other to stumble and fall backwards onto the grassy field. Before Nico could regain his bearings he found a sword brandished neatly at his throat.

Nico swallowed, a hearty flush coloring his cheeks from the exercise. “Okay. You win.”

“Ah, you’ll get it next time. It just takes practice.” Percy lowered the sword, offering him a hand up. As Nico grasped his hand however, he jerked him forward suddenly and Percy yelped as he fell to the ground beside him.

“What were you saying?” Nico teased. Percy threw a handful of grass in his face, prompting the other to duck with an amused chuckle.

When Percy had first approached Nico about combat lessons, he had refused him. He figured he was already decent enough with a sword, and he had fought off enough gods and monsters to be fairly self-sufficient. Eventually though, after a humbling conversation with Hazel, he ended up taking him up on it.

He had quickly realized that it wasn’t just swordsmanship that Percy was offering to teach either, and soon Nico was learning different hand-to-hand combat maneuvers and sparring at least once a week with the other. It became almost a challenge for the two, each trying to come up with new strategies to best the other. It was fun. For the first time in a long while, Nico was genuinely enjoying himself.

As with most things though, he had thrown himself completely into it and found that he was quickly overextending himself with each session. Percy watched as Nico flopped down on the grass, throwing one arm across his face. He could see the rise and fall of his chest as the boy attempted to regain his breath and took in the other’s obviously sore features.

“Exhausted yet?” Percy questioned, raising an eyebrow. “You want to take a break?”

“Not on your life,” Nico mumbled through the skin of his arm. “I could do this forever.”

“Right...” Percy crossed his arms in skeptical disbelief. There was no way Nico could go another round, especially training as hard as he had been. Still, he knew that simply saying that to the boy would have the exact opposite effect. He had to make him come to the conclusion himself. As he watched him, splayed out and vulnerable on the grass, an idea on how to do just that slowly started to form in Percy’s mind.

“Another round, huh?” Percy repeated, leaning forward on one knee to smirk at the boy. “In that case, maybe we should take it up a notch. A new level of training, something you’ve never experienced before.”

A thrill of excitement and worry trilled through Nico’s spine at the words and he slowly removed his arm to give Percy a curious look. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“It’s a surprise.” At Nico’s unimpressed glare, he quickly added, “It only works if you don’t know about it in advance. Trust me.”

“Trust you?” Nico scoffed, but he didn’t resist as Percy shifted to face him, grabbing both of his legs in an armlock. Experimentally, he tugged at his legs but found them to be truly stuck. Due to his playful and silly nature, Nico often forgot how strong Percy genuinely was after years of training. There was no way he was getting out of this.

Noticing the worried look on his face, Percy asked, “Nervous?”

Nico flushed, averting his gaze. It didn’t help that Percy’s physical proximity was doing strange things to his heart, either. “No, of course not. Bring it on.”

“Okay. Just remember that you asked for this.”

Percy’s other hand was obscured from Nico’s vision, so he was only able to watch in confusion as Percy readied his attack. One finger, quick and sudden, slid down the length of his left sole, and Nico was unable to stop his leg from jerking back at the touch.

“W-What the hell?” Nico asked uncertainly, but soon the finger continued, tracing soft and lazy spirals all over his soles. “P-Pfft, h-hey! Jahackson!”

“Hmm?” Percy shot him back an innocent glance. “What’s wrong? I thought you said you could handle it?”

“Y-Yeah, combat t-training,” Nico gritted out, stuttering over his words as he tried to hold back the laughter quickly bubbling up in his throat. “Nohot t—” he broke off suddenly, a blush spreading across his cheeks like wildfire. He cleared his throat, trying again. “Not tickling.”

“This is combat training. A form of it anyway.”

“T-Thihis isn’t trahaining! This is stuhupid!” A reluctant grin had begun to form across his features and Nico quickly covered it with one hand, using the other to prop himself up.

“It’s endurance training,” Percy corrected, changing tactics and scribbling all five fingers over his soles now. Nico choked over a laugh, attempting to cover it up as a cough. “You said you were up for the challenge. Maybe I was wrong though.” As he spoke, he spidered blunt nails all over the ball of his foot, causing Nico to squeak and fall back onto the grass, covering his face with both hands. “What do you think? Can the dark, ferocious ghost king not handle a couple of tickles?”

Nico tugged frantically at his legs, giggles spilling unwarranted from his lips. “Ihihihi cahahahan hahahahandle ahahanything—eep! Nohohoho, stahahahap!”

Percy scratched at the sensitive undersides of his toes, prompting the latter to go into a squirming, babbling fit. “How did I not know you were this ticklish? It’s adorable.”

“Nohohoho ihihit’s nahahahat!” Nico screeched with a violent blush, curling his toes uselessly. “Ahahahahand I’m nahahahat tihihihicklish!”

“No? Then why are you laughing?”

“B-Behehecause… behehehecause… behehehecause shuhuhuhut uhuhuhup!”

“I’ve got to be honest, that’s not a very convincing argument, Nico.”

Percy grinned, and before Nico knew what was happening Percy was sitting on top of his legs, effectively holding him still. With both hands free now, he quickly set to work raking nails up both feet and sending Nico into a new level of hysteria.

“Wahahahait nohohoho, hohohold ohohon ahahaha sehehecond!” Nico burst into a round of squeaky giggles, attempting to both hold himself up and cover his mouth to stop the flow of laughter from escaping, as well as somehow sit up and pry Percy off of him. “Dohohon’t!”

“You know how to make this all stop,” Percy reminded him. “All you have to do is admit that you need to rest and I’ll let you go.”

“Ihihihihihi dohohon’t neheheheed tohoho—gahahahaha, ohohoho gohohods!”

Deciding that it appeared to be his most sensitive spot, Percy had moved his focus back to his toes. Nico squeaked, launching forward to try to pry Percy off of him. Eventually, he settled on merely wrapping his arms around the other for support, burying his face in the back of his t-shirt. “A-Ahahahaha, Pehehehercy!”

“Yes?”

“Ihihihihit tihihihickles!”

“I am aware of that,” Percy agreed, biting his lip to hold back a smile at the adorable nature of his protests. “Your point?”

“Stahahahahap!”

“Are you going to take a break from training?”

“I dohohon’t neheheheed a breheheak!”

“Then no. I wonder what would happen if I did this?” Experimentally, Percy held back his toes with one hand, using the other to scratch the taut, exposed skin. The muffled shriek into his t-shirt said all Percy needed to know on how effective that particular method was.

Nico himself was just as surprised as Percy was at his apparent sensitivity. The only person who had ever tickled him before was Bianca, and after that everyone he knew was too afraid of the consequences to try. Now though, he found himself grateful that no one had, or he never would have been able to save face around any of his peers. Electric shocks seemed to shoot up his legs as Percy trailed devastating fingers over his soles in a manner that was far too ticklish to be fair.

Yet even as he protested and even as his composure trembled, he found that he was almost having fun. There was something nice about being able to freely laugh and squirm under someone else’s touch and not worry about being some tough, dark war hero.

That didn’t mean it didn’t tickle like hell though.

“I hahahahahate yohohou sohohohoho muhuhuch!” Nico giggled, legs jerking in their attempts to free themselves. “Ahahahah, ehehe, stahahahap!”

“Are you going to rest?”

“Thihihihis ihihihis stuhuhuhupid!”

“Are you?”

Percy scratched the spot right under his middle toe that had him howling, and suddenly Nico found he couldn’t take it anymore, even if his pride suffered. “Fihihihine, fihihihihine, I’ll rehehest! Juhuhuhust stahahahap!”

Finally, Percy let up and allowed him to breathe. For a couple of moments Nico stayed like that, fingers gripped tight around his t-shirt as he hugged the other from behind. He knew intellectually that he should let go of him. However, another, larger part of his brain wanted to stay curled up against him, soaking in the other’s body heat.

Eventually, Percy coughed, a faint flush tinging the ends of his ears. “Um, Nico? Are you okay?”

Nico’s eyes snapped open and he shoved Percy off him in a sudden, fluid motion, rolling over into a standing position. He brushed grass off himself, blaming the heat on his face from the tickling. “Uh, I’m going to go take that rest now. Thanks for… thanks for the training.”

“Oh.” Percy blinked at him, startled. “You’re welcome, I guess?”

Nico whirled around, picking up his sword and starting to head back down the hill towards the cabins. He paused after a second, turning back to glare at him. “Oh, and Percy? If you ever tickle me again I’ll decapitate you, got it?”

Percy opened his mouth to respond, but before he could Nico was off again.

Needless to say, Percy did tickle him again and though the other complained vehemently, he found that he didn’t mind it as much as he thought he would.

Not that he would ever tell Percy that.

#tickling #tickle fic #fanfiction #pjo #hoo #percy jackson #nico di angelo #percico #fanfic #fic requests #requests

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noaltbruh · 3 years

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Bucci gang comforting a reader having a panic attack

GIORNO:

-Giorno probably had one or two panic attacks himself when he was very young, his parents' constant neglect didn't exactly have a good influence on his mental health

-Because of that, Giorno is surprisingly calm during the whole thing, like he knows exactly what to do, and low-key, he does

-he'd hold your hands tight and look at you right in the eyes, saying that whatever is bothering you, the two of you can figure it out together later

-"Breath in, breath out. I'm not going anywhere, Y/n, I'm here for you"

-his tone of voice makes you feel safe, you know you can trust him to help you in this situation.

-he would even let you play with his hair, if it makes you feel better. Touching his soft, blonde curls gives you a strange sense of peace

-it doesn't take long for you to calm down, and you're once again left to wonder how Giorno seems so perfect in everything he does

BUCCIARATI:

-while Bucciarati has never experienced a panic attack personally, he knows quite a lot about the subject

-at first, he would be more distressed than Giorno, but it doesn't take long for him to catch up and look for a way to help you feel better

-He'd cook your favorite comfort food, hoping to distract you a little from whatever caused you to feel this way

-He'd want you to stay by his side the whole time, obviously. He'd never leave you alone in such a delicate state

-after the first time, he would always keep some chocolate bars for emergency, in case something like that were to happen again

-However, now he would be twice as careful to make sure not to put you in any situation that may cause a similar reaction in you

MISTA:

-Let's be honest: Mista is a really chill dude, there's no way he has ever had a panic attack

-he doesn't know almost anything about it, and the first time it happened to you, he thought you would have just stopped after a minute or two

-but when he realized you had no intention to stop, his expression immediately turned into one of concern, he almost looked more scared than you

-he isn't as good as Bruno or Giorno when it comes to comforting someone, but he'd still try to help you, he would even try to make you laugh, hoping you would have stopped crying

-"W-wanna hear a joke?" 'Mista, what the hell are you doing? Does it look like the time to joke around? Think about something, you idiot!'

-Needless to say, the pistols were going crazy too, they all have you little kisses hoping to cheer you up a little. Number 5 even started crying, he was so worried for you

-Eventually, somehow, you calmed down; Mista doesn't know how he managed to survive through all this himself

-But he learned his lesson, and made sure to consult A LOT of articles online to be prepared in case there was a second time

NARANCIA:

-Narancia's situation is...kind of weird, to say the last

-he's probably experienced a panic attack AT LEAST 3 times before joining the gang, but he wouldn't really know that's an actual thing

-when he saw you curled up on yourself, breathing heavily and with tears in your eyes, Narancia genuinely thought you were going to die

-he tried to call an ambulance for you, but you stopped him an ad managed to tell him among your sobs that you didn't need it

-he tried to ask you what to do to help, but he soon realized that he had to figure this out on his own

-he took all the snacks he could find in the kitchen and wrapped you in a blanked, hoping to calm you down even a little

-"See Y/n, n-no reason to be scared! I-I'm here, it's okay!"

-desperate, Narancia held you tight to himself, if this didn't work, he would have probably started crying too

-but, thank Goodness, your breathing started to go back to be more regular and eventually you stopped shivering

-you immediately explained to Narancia what a panic attack was, of course. You don't want to make best boy worry even more about you, do you?

FUGO:

-Due to all the pressure everyone put on Fugo during his childhood, it's safe to assume that he isn't new to the subject

-However, he doesn't exactly have a good way to handle the problem, to the point where he would just wait for it to pass naturally, acting like it was nothing serious

-but that wasn't something he was allowed to do when he realized you were going through the same exact thing as him

-even though he perfectly knows what's happening, he's just as clueless as Narancia when it comes to help you feel better

-he's too scared to even touch you, he thinks he's going to make you feel worse if he doesn't take 200 precautions

-he'd try with a simple "it's okay", but, of course, it didn't work

-like the situation wasn't bad enough, the amount of stress Fugo was feeling in that moment made him lose control over his stand, causing it to materialize into the room next to the boy

-ironically, Purple Haze was the one that saved the situation, disobeying his master's orders and hugging you tight from behind

-you didn't care if the virus could have potentially killed you if one of the stand's little spheres were to break, all you needed was some comfort, and that's what Purple haze was giving you

-Just like Mista, Fugo also searched for... ahem, more 'healthy ways' to handle the problem, relying on his Stand all the time probably wasn't the best option

ABBACCHIO:

-being the least "touchy-feeling" one out of the entire gang, he would probably just think that the concept of "panic attack" is simply stupid, even though I'm 100% sure he's had at least one in his life

-when it happened for the first time, Abbacchio almost tried to shrug it off like it was nothing serious, saying that you have no reason to be "that scared"

-but then...5, 10, heck, even 15 minutes later you were still there, drowning your head between your knees, shaking like a leaf in autumn

-That's when he finally understood that he couldn't keep on being a d**k about it and it was time to do something useful

-"O-oi...what the hell, Y/N? What's gotten into you all of a sudden?"

-he'd awkwardly try to pet you on the head, he genuinely has no idea of what is going on right now

-in the end, he just waits until the worst part ends and you're able to speak again

-well, that's definitely something the two of you will have to work on...

TRISH:

-Trish probably has never had a real panic attack, but she was extremely worried when she was about to meet with Diavolo in Venezia

-in the moment she realizes what's happening to you, she immediately calls out Spice Girl, hoping she would help her trying to think about something to resolve the situation

-there isn't really much she can do though, she's still a stand, a reflection of the user's soul, and if Trish has no idea what to do (especially since this doesn't involve fighting), Spice Girl is just as clueless

-she'd offer to cuddle with you a little, hoping that physical contact will make you feel better

-she doesn't get an answer, but it's still worth a shot, right?

-it...doesn't work out perfectly, but it obviously helped you feel better, even a little; you even managed to call out your own stand, so that Spice girl could participate too

-around half an hour later, it all went back to normal, and Trish promised to learn more about the subject to be more prepared for the next time

Yes, I know I could potentially write headcanons about characters from all the parts, but I just love the Bucci gang so much eheh.

Also, I have a wattpad profile where I'm currently writing my own Giorno x reader fanfic, I'd really appreciate it if you could check it out :)

#anime #manga #jojo part 5 #vento aureo #golden wind #jojo's bizzare adventure x reader #giorno x reader #bucciarati x reader #team bucciarati #bucci gang #mista x reader #narancia x reader #fugo x reader #abbacchio x reader #trish x reader

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forbidding-souda · 4 years

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Hello there! If I got it right, you're doing a prompt request? So, if yes, can I have some Kazu x reader and Hiro x reader with prompts 18+40? I just,,, feel like it'll be very neat. Thank you for your blog and works!! And for amount of a best boi Kazu on your blog!!! and sry if i misunderstood your reblog of prompts eheh......

18: “I’d do anything for you” with Kazuichi Souda 40: “I’m too afraid to fall in love” with Hagakure Yasuhiro

You got it right! I’ve actually never seen someone call him Kazu before, it’s so cute oml I love it. Your mind is so large for picking 18 with Kazu btw. I love this and I love you!! Team Kazu!!!

If you’re reading this - I also didn’t spell check this one so hopefully I didn’t make any pronoun or grammar mistakes. :D

-Mod Souda

Kazuichi Souda

Thunk, thunk. You drag your suitcase up the stairs, both of your shoulders occupied by colorful backpacks.

You lived far away from Hope’s Peak, of course, so you decided to move closer.

This means carrying all the stuff you brought.

Which was everything.

Your arms ached, as you are not the most hardworking person out there, and you definitely would rather pay a butler to do it.

“Woah, hey there!” A cheery voice calls out. When you turn to look, you don’t recognize him. Is he calling to someone else?

“Do you need help carrying all that?” So he is talking to you. His beady, pink iris’s meet yours, and for a second, your heart skips a beat.

But you play it off.

“I most certainly do!” You respond, letting his pale hands take the suitcase away from you. He’s even kind enough to slip one of your backpacks over his shoulders.

You can see his collarbones through his jumper, and how his face is angled and sharp.

Strong hands too.

And he helped you to your room, spending his time casually flirting.

Which you don’t pick up at all.

Then you say you are going to Hopes Peak and he !!!

“I’m going there too!”

Oh thank god at least you will recognize someone in the halls.

Ever since then, now that he knows where you live, he has taken it upon himself to walk you to school.

He likes doing kind things for you, things like opening the door and whatnot.

It makes him happy to see you smile.

And one day you’ll be feeling down, a solid 5/10, with your headphones on and your gaze to the floor.

He contemplates what to do, his brain is filled with ideas. If he buys you something, will it make it obvious that he likes you? He doesn’t exactly think he’s being subtle about it, but you were responding normally to his advances.

He spends so much time thinking about it that he doesn’t realize you both are already in the classroom.

You sit down, your cheek rested on your palm and your breathes slow and heavy.

Kazuichi can’t seem to take his eyes off of you. He watches you steadily, observing the way you move, trying to figure out what’s wrong.

Sonia even asks him what’s wrong, wondering if he’s gone ill or something, and he will casually brush off her worries and reassure her.

He pauses though, and then asks her what cheers her up when she’s down.

She puts a finger to her cheek, her soft smile still occupying her face as she thinks of an answer. “Maybe just spending time with all my friends!

“D-Does it work with anyone?” He whispers, in case you are listening in on the conversation. Sonia lets out a laugh and clasps her hands together, “I think everyone likes hanging out with their friends.”

He makes a note of all the things he would make you do after class ends. What about a picnic? Or going on a walk through the city?

Mentally he slaps himself. Those are all romantic things! What do friends do?

By the time class ends, he has definitely planned everything.

Is what he thinks.

But you leave first, making him panic!

Are you... mad at him for something? The thought hasn’t even crossed his mind.

Oh no, did he say something to make you upset without realizing it? He was always afraid of that.

When he walks outside he sees you by the door, waiting for him.

He freaked out over nothing! Wow, you can’t believe he overthought it.

“Ahaha, I thought you left me!”

You give him a small smile, “Eh, I thought about it.” With a tiny laugh, you turn and head down the hall.

“W-Wait, S/O!”

You turn, looking at him with bright eyes. It makes his heart melt.

“I just... how about we go for a walk today! Like, the two of us?”

Great job trying to be platonic, Kazuichi!

Of course you agree, because you would rather hang out with him than do basically anything. Extra time with him is worth it!

Once you two reach the trees, he cheerfully turns to face you. “Shall I carry your bag for you?”

Thoughtlessly, your hand goes to grip it tighter. “No, you don’t need to do that for me, I’m okay!”

“Oh please,” he teases, “I’d do anything for you!”

Your cheeks heat up, but you reluctantly pass over your bag anyways. His gaze falls onto your face, but you’re too embarrassed to look back at him.

His bumps his shoulder with yours. “You know that I am being honest, right?"

“I like you a lot, Kazuichi.”

Hm?

His brain lags and he stops walking.

“Yo-You like me? Like romantically or platonically, you know I can’t tell!”

You just smile at him, “I know I’ve been mopey all day but it’s just because I’ve been planning on telling you! Sorry if I scared you, Kaz!”

His eyes nearly forms into hearts.

He sighs in relief, “thank god because all day I’ve been worrying about how to cheer you up!”

“How about a kiss?”

Is this even real?

Is he dreaming?

He answers you, but not verbally.

Hagakure Yasuhiro

He watches you, keeping his eye on you as you doodle on the counter you work behind.

He has been stalking the aisles for at least an hour now, picking up worthless things.

Mostly snacks.

Quite the money savers.

He visits that corner store often, and will automatically leave if you aren’t sitting their behind the counter.

Though, you seem to always be.

You glance up, again, and look at him.

!!!!

He hides behind the shelves again.

“Hey,” you call out.

Oh no, he’s busted!

His heart is beating out of his chest. He can’t believe you noticed him.

But of course you noticed the man stalking around in your shop for nearly an hour.

“I’m not mad, I’m just curious.” Your voice coos out.

When he peeks over to you he sees your face, resting in the palm of your hand, and your mischievous looking eyes.

“Yeah, I’m just bad at shopping, you know?” He tries to excuse himself. While he talks, he talks steps closer to you, until you both only have a counter between you.

You watch him shift the weight between his feet, uncomfortably. You hide your laugh. “What’s your name?”

“Ehh... Yasuhiro.”

“Okay, what do you do, Yasuhiro? I see you in here a lot. Are you a construction worker? Clergyman?”

“I’m a clairvoyant.”

He seems almost embarrassed to say it.

The way you talk, the way you express yourself, is just so relaxed.

You’re intimidating to him.

Little does he know is that, internally you are a flustered mess.

You prop yourself up, eyes widen in pleasant surprise. “A clairvoyant? For real?”

Your excitement makes him feel a lot better, giving him the confidence he always lacks.

“Of course! Maybe next time I should bring my crystal ball in, eh?”

A crystal ball? He’s so cool! What if he gave you a reading?

Your cheeks heat up when you think about what your future looks like.

Would it be good? Hopefully.

He puts a hand on his chest, resting it directly onto his heart.

“Maybe I should give you a reading. The first one will be free but you’ll have to pay for the rest of them!”

You give him a small laugh. “I doubt I would need more than one, let’s see how good you are.”

As he walks home, he can’t stop thinking how excited he is. Tomorrow he’ll show you his talent! Even if it has a 30% of amazing you!

The next day he arrives, crystal ball in hand, only to find you missing behind the counter.

You tricked him, didn’t you? He should have seen it coming from the evil gaze you gave him.

He steps outside and gets distracted by someone calling his name...

And there he sees you, standing in front of the sun with a book bag around your shoulder.

“Aw, you didn’t think I’d leave, did you?”

His heart flutters, bursting alive out of his chest.

The warm colors of the sky; orange and yellow hues; highlight your figure as you walk past him. “Come on now, let’s go.”

You blow his mind!

He doesn’t even know where you are leading him, he just follows behind you with his crystal ball tucked safely in his palms.

Eventually, he realizes, you are taking him to a nearby playground with a patch of grass and large, shady trees.

And in your book bag is a thin blanket for you both to sit on.

He sits with his legs crossed and you sit on your knees.

Excitement trickles through your bones but you try not to hide it.

You’re bad at hiding it, though, because you have a goofy smile on your face.

“Put your hands over it so it can absorb your energy.” He instructs.

Following his orders, you begin to focus your energy into your palms, wondering if the power is even real or not.

You’d like to believe, but you’ve never seen it for yourself.

And when you feel complete, he closes his eyes, humming to himself before glancing into the ball.

Impatient, you are, and you almost jump him for the answers.

But he takes his time trying to interpret what the colors he is seeing mean.

“Ehm... so if I’m getting this straight... there are new awakenings coming to you that are very positive, indicating a new love... and or friendship... and or... I don’t know, something like that.”

His eyes glanced all over your face to see your reaction.

He is basically on a date with someone cute...

Date?

Is this a date?! He didn’t even realize! And he didn’t even wear his formal clothes!

“Oh, that’s interesting... love?” You ask, covering your mouth with your hand. “I don’t think I like that very much.”

His eyebrows furrow. “You don’t like love?”

An unease swoops in, overlaying the once bright coversation.

“I guess I don’t... I mean, I love my friends! It’s just... romance.”

He chuckles, trying to pry himself out of the situation he was forced into.

“Romance isn’t that bad! I mean, it can be cute sometimes.”

His words linger in your brain.

“Cute...”

He sits in silence, watching your eyebrows twitch and your lips part while you think.

Eventually, you just laugh into your fingers and eye him.

“I’m too afraid to fall in love.”

He responds quickly, nervous about saying things that are accidentally flirty. “Well, hopefully it’s easier this time around.”

You nod to him, smiling. “I’ll keep that in mind, Yasuhiro.”

His name flows easily from your lips, making him melt.

He sits up, fast, coming to his senses. “Right, the next reading--”

“Isn’t free, I remember that.” You wave him off.

He expected you to stand him, to thank him for the reading and be on your way.

But you stayed, looking at him with awe in your eyes.

Until your face heats and you rustle around in your bag. “I...I brought snacks, for us.”

When he doesn’t respond, you look up with soft eyes.

“For our date... okay?”

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa imagines #kazuichi souda #kazuichi souda x reader #kazuichi soda #kazuichi soda x reader #hagakure yasuhiro #yasuhiro hagakure #yasuhiro hagakure x reader

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skelebonecentral · 3 years

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Hothouse Rose chapter 6

Gotta get that last Fell boy into shape!

(words under cut) And remember, the pictures for the Lust boys are all six up on my main undertale blog.

Whip stared at his brother.

“AND TELL ME AGAIN WHY YOU’RE IN MY ROOM, GLARING LIKE I MELTED YOUR WHOLE SHOP?”

“cause ya ain’t actin’ like part of the family anymore and I wanna know why.” Spice was leaning back against Whip’s door, blocking all exit. “ever since baby doll came, you’ve been sulkin’ and hidin’ from’em and I don’t appreciate it. I know ya ain’t a coward, so what is it?”

Whip’s skull began to color in anger, standing to his full height, “BECAUSE THAT HUMAN IS NOT GOING TO LAST. I’VE SEEN THE HUMANS AROUND HERE, AND NONE OF THEM WOULD ACCEPT US IF THEY KNEW THE FULL EXTENT OF WHO AND WHAT WE ARE. THEIR URGES ARE TAMPED DOWN WITH IRON RODS AND CLOSED OFF EXCEPT FOR THE MOST TABOO AND PRIVATE MOMENTS. OR IN OPEN DISPLAYS IN THE SEEDY UNDERBELLY OF THEIR WORLD AND THOSE WHO PARTICIPATE OFTEN END UP DEAD.”

“I know that.” Spice was unmoved by this aggressive display. He was not afraid of his baby brother. “I’ve done my research on what gettin’ my shop going up here would entail, an’ it wasn’t pretty. but bro, just cause it’s private for them don’t mean they ain’t capable of openin’ up. just gotta work harder for it.”

Whip’s hands were gripped into fists, and even though he was looking down, Spice noticed his gaze was on the floor next to him, not on himself, “AND WHAT HAPPENS WHEN ONE OF THOSE FRIVOLOUS OTHERS FALLS FOR THEM? OR GETS THE INTEREST FOR A ROMP, HM? WHAT THEN?”

“apparently that already happened today. Boa. Baby doll got embarrassed but they’re still pals.”

Whip flinched hearing that, his glare getting more intense, “SO YOU’RE SAYING THEY AREN’T GOING TO TURN ON US? THAT I’M BEING RIDICULOUS?”

“no, I’m sayin’ you don’t need to try an’ protect yourself so hard.” Spice sighed and rubbed a hand down his face, “bro, you usually aren’t closed off like this with people you don’t trust. You’re good at making them think you like’em so they slip up. why are ya actin’ like a frightened cat? All puffed up and angry?”

Whip’s sockets were filling with red magic, “BECAUSE AT LEAST IF I KEEP THEM AWAY IT WON’T HURT HAVING TO LEAVE.”

“there’s the issue,” Spice walked over to where Whip was shaking in place, quickly putting his arms around him, “ya do like ‘em, then?”

“YES.” The answer was wet and miserable, “THEY’RE EVERYTHING PAPYRUS SAID, AND EVEN WITH SUGAR BEING CAUTIOUS, I CAN’T FIND A REASON NOT TO. SANS…” Whip slowly collapsed to his knees and held Spice tight, “I’ve…I’ve never been so close to someone who actually met my standards. They’re kind, and they care about our alternates, and they’re smart, and funny and beautiful and…Sans, I’m so scared to let myself go because we’re going to lose them.”

Spice rubbed his back gently, “I know, bro. but that’s why we gotta try an’ enjoy it, right? when we’re back in that shithole, we gotta have memories to get us through. Cause what good is it pushin’ away good things just cause they won’t last? Just means you spend more time bein’ sad than ya had ta.”

“I don’t know if my soul can take it, though,” Whip whined, hiding his sockets against Spice’s shoulder. “You know how lonesome it was at home and finding someone like y/n here…it’s not fair. It’s not fair that I found an angel and have to give them up.”

“y’know I understand that, probably better than most,” Spice gave his back a pat, making him let loose so he could sit down, “bro, I get it, but like I said, enjoy it while we can. cause once it’s gone, we ain’t gettin’ another chance.”

Whip sat next to him on the bed and leaned over, head on his shoulder, “You’re right, as usual, brother. I just…I’m used to causing pain, not feeling it. It’s difficult to manage.”

“yeah. but you can do it. I know ya can. cause I’ll be right with ya the whole time.”

After a while, just the slow hum of Whip’s computer and the breeze outside, Whip asked, “What did it feel like when you got to hold them, Sans?”

“real nice,” Spice purred a bit, “their whole body is soft, bro. hair, skin, hands, all pillows. Ehehe, they’d be mad if I said that to’em, though. they’re workin’ with their buddies and pap to get in shape. Spend half an hour outside every afternoon with’em in their leggings and sport top. Nice ta watch.”

Whip nodded, “And do they mind flirtations too much?”

“they’re gettin’ better about it, but you still have ta be careful how far ya go. don’t get all out explicit, but suggestive is fine. They actually shot one back at Sugar yesterday, even if it was kinda weak.”

“Good.” He took a deep breath and sighed as he let it out, “I’m going to try to amend my mistake of avoiding them, but it’ll take some time. Please keep me from making an ass of myself anymore.”

“I’ll try, but I dunno much about donkeys,” Spice quipped, only to get pushed onto the bed as Whip got up in irritation. “ehehehe, sorry, bro, but you walked inta that one.”

“I DID AND I HATE IT.”

You were in the kitchen, eating breakfast after waking up late on a rare Friday holiday when Whip walked in. Normally, he’d instantly walk back out looking frustrated, but today he stayed.

It was weird, and you watched as he walked to the fridge, got a bottle of a chocolate protein drink, and sat down near you.

“HUMAN, I….HMGH,” he started, picking at the wrapper on the outside of his drink till he could get the lit loose, “Y/N. I’VE BEEN…COLD TO YOU, TO SAY THE LEAST.”

“Yes.” Where is he going with this?

“I THOUGHT…WELL, I SHOULD EXPLAIN WHY. OR AT LEAST APOLOGIZE FOR IT.” He grimaced while he searched for the words, “I SIMPLY WAS AFRAID OF GETTING HURT WHEN OR IF WE SHOULD EVER PART WAYS. BECAUSE I HONESTLY…I’VE WANTED TO MEET SOMEONE LIKE YOU FOR A VERY LONG TIME AND IT MADE ME FEEL PANICKED. LIKE…FINALLY GETTING TO MEET YOUR FAVORITE CELEBRITY BUT AS YOU NEAR THE STAGE DOOR YOU BOLT. YOU’RE AFRAID THE REALITY WON’T LIVE UP TO THE DREAM AND IF IT DOES THEN YOU FEAR THE PAIN OF THE MEETING BEING OVER.”

That was not what you expected as his reasoning. Pride, specist thoughts, a general dislike of new people, something like that, but not…this. “I do understand your reference, but I’m still kind of shocked you’re even talking to me at all right now.”

“I UNDERSTAND.” He sighed, taking a long drink from his bottle. “I JUST WANTED TO…WELL, TO TRY AND FIX THINGS. I HAD TO ADMIT WHAT I WAS THINKING TO MY BROTHER AND THAT FINALLY GOT ME THINKING ABOUT…HOW UNFAIR IT WAS TO BE ANGRY WITH YOU FOR BEING YOURSELF. I HAD NO RIGHT, AND IT’S KIND OF STUPID NOW THAT I PUT IT IN WORDS. GOOD GRIEF.”

“How about,” you hold out your hand, smiling, “we start over? Hi, my name is Y/n. I’m Sans and Papyrus’ datemate and I’d like to stay in the house for the foreseeable future.”

He looked at your hand, then his shoulders relaxed and his sharp smile turned soft, “MY NAME IS WHIP, IT’S A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU AT LAST.” He shook your hand, “I’D BE HAPPY TO HAVE SOMEONE SO BELOVED BY MY COUSINS STAY WITH US.”

A pool of warmth dropped into your chest at the relief you knew was a mutual experience. You no longer had an enemy in your home, and the comfortable silence as you both enjoyed your respective sustenance was very rewarding.

“Sugar, please,” Charm rubbed his sockets, “I’m trying to plan a fun night out for us all, and your pessimism is ruining it.”

“no, I’m seriously worried. Have you not felt the energy change? Somebody’s doing something and it’s none of us.”

“I felt it and I know exactly what happened, but I’m not telling you because it’s none of your business.” Charm kept clicking from one page to another, looking at options.

“what?”

“You heard me. You do realize there is a loving trio in this house, yes? That it’s not just us and the others from similar universes?” Charm swiveled his chair and looked fully at his brother, “Sans, sometimes your anxiety makes you act like a prick.”

Sugar winced, deflating. “oh. yeah. guess I overstepped again.”

“Yes, you did.” Charm pushed his chair over and poked Sugar in the chest, “but I will remind you again. I love you. I want what is best for everyone here. And I am not some babybones who is naïve about the complexities of relationships. It’s just things are tilted differently here, and yes, that was hard to get used to, but it can be done. And besides,” He smiled, “We’re all going out for Halloween. I need to make sure we go somewhere fun since it’s Y/n’s favorite holiday and Papyrus’ birthday.”

Sugar sighed, “okay. okay, maybe you’re right. and sansy’s been trying to get me to lighten up too, so…” He sat on the floor before laying out like a star, “if sweet-pea can trust them enough to cuddle again, I guess I can try to, too.”

“Bully for you!” Charm smiled, going back to his computer. “And Sweet-pea will be here at the house with our candy bowl, so he will get a costume as well.”

“he’s actually going to greet the trick or treaters?”

“Yes! He’s been doing very well since he started opening up more.” Charm double clicked something and absently scanned the text that popped up, “He’s started sitting on the deck with us while we do our yoga and Sansy is seeing if he can set up video chat conferences with a therapist for him. Apparently, humans get this kind of anxiety too. It’s called agoraphobia.”

Sugar nodded, kind of surprised. Sweet-pea was going outside? Willingly? That was definitely a good thing, no arguing that, and…well, he was getting tired of being jumpy about the human all the time, if he was being honest.

You were a little shy about it, but Boa and Sweet-pea were both bustling around you in Sweet-pea’s room. They were re-taking your measurements to make sure they were accurate for your costume. You hadn’t had a good idea for a costume, but Papyrus had proposed it being a surprise that they chose for you. Sweet-pea had volunteered to make the design, and you’d been excited to see what he’d do. So far, he’d made you a nightgown that made you feel very ethereal any time you wore it, but he’d been too busy with commissions and orders to do anything else till now.

“I take a break every October,” he told you, sketching away, “it lets me have down time to recover and do whatever things I’d like otherwise.”

Boa was very fast with the measuring tape, barely touching it to your body as you stood in a shirt and shorts.

You felt the goosebumps going over your scalp as they worked, just like at the doctor’s office, and felt that strange far away feeling that went with them.

“Pumpkin,” Boa spoke, standing with his tape, “have you ever been fitted properly for your foundations?” He seemed puzzled as he looked you over. “I just want to make sure you’re as comfortable as you can be. Bad support can cause back pain, you know.”

You hadn’t known. “No, I haven’t. What would you have to do?”

Sweet-pea looked up, “just measure around your chest do some more close measurements of your pelvis area. It doesn’t take long. Last time he fitted someone it only took him two and a half minutes. But…uh… you will have to undress. Dunno if you’re up to that or not.”

Boa blushed, but nodded, looking away. “It’s up to you. You’re going to look ravishing either way, but it’s just been bugging me since we went shopping that first day. You deserve to be comfortable…”

It took a moment, as you thought it out. Two and a half minutes, hm? And you trusted them both, at least as much as you trusted the classmates you’d changed in the bathrooms with at choir competitions in high school. Quite a bit more, now that you’re thinking about it, “I think we can do it. It would be nice to know for my next shopping trip.”

Both of them perked up, and you steeled yourself as you undressed down to nothing. Boa’s eye lights shone bright and wide, and you saw the glow start at his throat, but he shook his head and smiled, “I’ll be quick. Thank you for letting me help you!”

True to his word, Boa went fast, around your chest, from your collar to your nipple, and around the area under your breasts. “That’s that, thirty-four triple d, Sweet-pea.”

“thought so.” The younger brother wrote it down somewhere on his sketch pad, but he was still going, “I know someone who would kill for that size for her bleach cosplays.”

You tilted your head and he smiled, “Somebody I know at home. She’s almost as bad as Alphys about anime, but likes JUMP stuff more.”

“Ah, okay.” You were focusing on anything other than Boa being between your legs with his tape, going quickly over your thighs, around your butt, and gently pressing the end of the tape to your core and going up a ways before snapping back and listing off his findings. “Well, that was fast.”

“three minutes. A little slower, but we’ve never measured a human before.”

Boa nodded and handed you your things, “We have everything we need to make you the best costume and find the best things on our shopping trips now.” There was blush on his cheekbones, and his smile was very soft, making your own cheeks heat more.

“Thank you for being fast with it. I’m not exactly used to being naked in front of other people.” You hurry to get your clothes back on, even as you hear something in an almost electronic voice. “Huh?”

Boa blushed, “Um, sorry. I slipped into Wingdings for a moment. I ah…I was saying we were lucky to get a glimpse at such a rare treasure as your body.”

Sweet-pea snorted and giggled, “that’s what he said literally, but wingdings is a monster language, so you don’t get any of the cute undertones and intents that went with it in English. you do look nice, though.”

“You boys are going to be the death of me. I’m going to die of flattery,” You had scrunched up your face from how hot it got, and huffed as you pulled your shirt back on, “and then Papy and Sans will be widowers.”

“You’d have to marry them for that,” Boa smirked a bit.

“smartaleck” you stuck your tongue out at him and walked to the door, “You’re both lucky I love you.”

“we love you, too, y/n.” Sweet-pea poked Boa, who just waved at you.

You shake your head and leave.

As soon as the door shut, Boa’s whole skull exploded in color and he jerked his scarf off as the jewel below burst into brilliant light. “Oh my stars, I’m going to keel over! Humans smell so different and it’s GOOD and they’re so amazing already and then just! Naked right in front of me! ack!”

Sweet-pea chuckled, blushing a bit, “they were lovely. And those hips….gosh, I know kids aren’t the end all be all up here but they look like they could carry so well…”

“I know!” Boa groaned, rubbing the heels of his hands into his closed sockets, “How does Papyrus just have them as his datemate and not keep them in the bedroom all day?”

“He’s just not turned like us, bro,” Sweet-pea sighed, “but I’m glad they’re at least happy with each other. You could smell him on them as soon as the layers came off.”

Boa finally seemed to calm down as the glow in his gem dimmed, “That was reassuring. Now we’re sure they’re not hurting themselves with repression or anything.”

“pretty sure it’s only us that need that regular release for health,” Sweet-pea mumbled. “humans don’t get heats, much less be in one all the time.”

“That still is amazing to me. And there’s so many of them even so! But then again, they are mammals that care for their young a long time. it’s only natural most of their offspring live.”

Sweet-pea laughed, “you should never have dropped out of zoology, bro. you’d have been a great professor.”

“I’ll be a better guardsman slash radio host!” Boa shot back, getting up. “Now, as soon as you have the design ready, bring it to me. We’re going to make the others drop their jaws to the floor.”

“and all in a human-friendly fashion. Gonna be fun,” Sweet-pea waved his brother off, and got down to work. He was going to make the rest of the world see exactly what Y/n was to their household.

Whip was uncomfortable. Not because he didn’t participate in the pillow cuddling normally, because he had before the human had come. No, it was because said human had chosen to sit beside him in the pile. He was still jumpy around them, even if he knew they were on much better terms after his apology.

It didn’t help that Spice was on their other side and snoring so loud he could hardly hear.

“MAY I PLEASE WAKE HIM UP TO STOP THAT RACKET?”

“No, Whip, don’t wake him. He’s actually not trying to fluster me when he’s sleeping,” says the human, looking fondly at Spice. Well, they did have a point. “Here, let me try shifting him a bit.”

Interested, he watched as you gently shifted Spice’s head back, and his brother’s raucous snores quieted to gentle, soft vibrations.

“HOW DID YOU DO THAT?”

“Snoring in humans is caused by some weird blockages in the throat. I figured, if he’s snoring because of his ecto always being on, maybe doing what helps a human would help him.” You continue to intrigue him in the most unexpected ways.

Boa had been almost giddy in his sexy nurse costume when he handed you a bundle on Halloween at noon, “Here, Pumpkin, it’s your costume. Go put it on, hurry!”

Sweet-pea was behind him, a very normal looking scarecrow costume decorating his form, beaming in pride, “if you need help, just holler.”

Curious, you went to back into your room (you’d been leaving it to ask about just this) and opened the bundle. A beautiful Grecian dress, creamy white with golden clasps, lay in a cloud of feathers with a set of very soft, cottony underwear. The ease with which those went on surprised you, and the lifting of the weight of your chest from your back made your eyes widen. “Oh.” Boa had been incredibly accurate in that the wrong underthings could make you hurt.

The dress slipped on, as did a pair of delicate sheer white hose, and some golden sandals. The feathers, you realize, are wings that loop onto the clasps on your shoulders and attach to the golden rope around your waist. You actually get them on yourself, and when you pick up the little harp and halo that were hidden underneath, you grin. “An angel, huh?”

Everything fit like a glove, comfortable but flattering as you exited and came down the stairs. Charm saw you first and gasped, “Oh! Sweetheart, that’s gorgeous, but here, come with me.” He had that sneaky look when he was going to try and goad you or Sans and Papyrus into doing something romantic, but instead of taking you to them, he took you to a room under the stairs that you’d never bothered to investigate. It was like a dressing room in a theater, with lights and make up and wigs of all kinds.

“Welcome to my studio! On of the things I learned from my bestie underground is that half of an outfit is made by your make-up. Let me take you from a ten to an eleven.” He sat you down and gently removed the golden circlet of your halo, setting it down on the vanity. “Now, monster make-up is a lot different than human in that it doesn’t take five hours to do! So, I’m going to turn you around, and in thirty minutes you’ll be the belle of the Halloween ball.”

You only had a brief glimpse of your reflection (thankfully) before the chair was turned and Charm got to work. Smooth, cool creams were dabbed onto your face by his clearly practiced hands, having taken of his gloves to do this. It was kind of hard to keep from laughing, as he’d already made himself up and was wearing a rainbow afro and a red nose on top of his pure white face, blue eye circles, and big red mouth decorations. He was a very colorful clown, and the first clown you’d ever been happy to see.

Charm had his tongue stuck out while he worked, and you just couldn’t help yourself. You reached up and poked it with your finger. “Boop.”

He squinted his sockets and made a short noise that sounded like laughter, then gently told you off, “Don’t boop the beautician, sweet thing. It’s not polite.”

“But you’re my bestie first,” you point out, and his smile grows.

“I know.” He brushes his teeth against your forehead gently, “Now let me work my magic, quite literally.”

You giggle quietly, and he hums, using a puff to place powder over the creams.

He then goes around you and gently begins coming through your hair, adding some things to it as well, “When this is done, sweetie, it’s going to just be you with some polish. You’re always this lovely to us, it’ll just be enough magic to let others and you see what we see every day.”

“Are you sure?” Yes, you’d been pleased with the little bit of change you’d seen in your clothes since starting your daily yoga, but you still felt…gross.

“Oh, I’d put my soul on it.” He squeezed your shoulder gently before returning to his work on your hair, “Papyrus and Sans think you hung the moon, Y/n. And I’d put money on Boa thinking the same. Sweet-pea trusts you more than he’s trusted anyone outside the family, ever. Whip even let his pride go and started to get to know you. That means something.”

“And you and Sugar? Spice?”

“Oh Y/n, I can’t even put into words what you mean to me.” His voice was so soft and full of love, you couldn’t even imagine what his expression was, “and my brother is slowly letting go of his fears. He’ll understand your magnificence when he does. “ A snort of wry laughter, “And Spice would have you be his own private teddy bear if it was up to him.”

You giggle thinking about that. Since he’d gotten over your mutual miscommunication, Spice had been the ultimate cuddlebug when he felt he could be. Which was most of the time. Not that you minded, he was warm, and the thick ecto he always wore was soft and comfy. Plus, you liked his voice. It was different than the others, like Whip’s in that it was gravelly, but smoother underneath, carrying a sweetness you liked.

“Let me paint your nails, and then we’ll be done.” Charm squatted in front of you and took a bottle of what looked like clear nail polish out. He thought for a moment, then nodded, a zap of pink magic infusing the bottle and turning the polish inside gold. “That should be the right color. A touch of Midas, hm?” He beamed at his reference, and you nodded.

You used the time to talk about a movie you saw once, of people trying to gain an item related to King Midas, and Charm suggested you find it online and the family could watch it next weekend. After all, after your group returned from the Halloween carnival, you all would be watching Halloween themed cartoons and family movies (because Papyrus, Sweet-pea, and Boa preferred not to watch horror films) while eating whatever candy remained after the trick-or-treaters.

Looking at your fingernails, not only were they shimmering as if they were covered in liquid gold, but they were perfectly shaped and the cuticles that were normally rough were smoothed down. “Wow! How did you do that with just polish?”

“It’s the magic in the polish.” Charm finished your toes and returned the brush to the bottle, “The polish is just there to change color according to my intent. I needed it gold, and I wanted your nails to be healthy and beautiful, so the magic did the rest. Even after we take the polish off, you’ll still keep the healthy nails underneath. Also, it’s instant dry, too.”

He looked you over one last time and nodded, “Alright, are you ready?”

When you said yes, he placed the halo back on your head and turned you around. You almost burst into tears right there. Your hair was laying around your face in elegant waves, framing it perfectly and without frizz for the first time in your life. And your face, it was exactly what Charm had said. It was you, but your skin was evenly colored instead of blotchy, the texture was smooth and uniform, every pore was clean and tiny. Your eyelashes and brows were present instead of faded out like they usually were, and all signs of the flaky dermatitis that had plagued you since your teenage years was gone from them.

“I’m…..Charm, you did…” you just looked over at him, the water dripping out of your eyes without you even blinking to free it. “It’s wonderful.”

“Just a little MTT Beauty Butter and the intent to clean and heal. The rest is all how your body naturally wants to be. It loves you, just as we do, and wants you to be happy and healthy. It just needed a little boost, now and again, is all.” He helps you to your feet, taking a nearby box of tissues and using them to gently dry your tears. “Now you can see yourself as the angel we know you are.”

You just hug him, far beyond words.

He strokes your head gently, waiting for you to recover before saying, “Now, we should get to the living room to meet up with the others and head for the carnival.”

You felt like you were walking on air as he led you out of the make up room and down the hall to the living room.

The banter had started already, “SANS, WHY DO YOU INSIST ON LAZINESS? IT’S OUR FIRST HALLOWEEN WITH Y/N IN THE HOUSE AND YOU JUST….THAT?!”

Entering, you saw Papyrus dressed as Superman, cape and spandex in red, blue, and yellow, and Sans was wearing a black, cat-ear headband taped to his skull, with black whiskers drawn on his cheekbones sloppily, all with his normal clothes.

Sugar, as a sexy witch, is standing with his broom in a corner, laughing behind his hand next to pirate-captain Spice, long coat sweeping his brown boots and black hat sporting a big maroon feather. Whip was dressed as a classic Devil, though he’d exchanged the red onesie for a bright red business suit. Boa and Sweet-pea were on the couch, chatting.

Charm cleared his throat and that got everyone’s attention, and you were feeling quite small as they all looked at you.

Whip’s eye lights went out, and you noticed a bright glow in the left leg of his pants. Oh no…oh no you’d made him uncomfortable. “I-I didn’t pick this out but…I’m sorry.”

Spice came over, taking your hands in his (where did he find all those rings?), “don’t apologize, baby doll. You’re beautiful. Sweet-pea an’ Boa done good. you too, charm, cause I know baby doll don’t do make-up like that.”

“Bu-but-“

“no buts,” Sans shortcutted next to you and beamed, “you look perfect. We’re going to be the envy of everybody. Though, as an angel, you probably don’t like that, do you?” He winked and you smiled. You couldn’t help yourself if Sans was making jokes.

Papyrus strode over and knelt in front of you, making everyone step aside for him, “AS A SUPERHERO, I WILL WORK VERY HARD TO DO GOOD, SO THAT I MAY GET VISITS FROM THIS UNEARTHLY VISION OF LOVELINESS AGAIN!” He was sparkling -literally-, cheeks flushed orange, as he looked up at you.

“Papyrus, you can see me anytime.”

“I KNOW, BUT YOU LOOK EXACTLY LIKE A MESSENGER FROM HEAVEN RIGHT NOW! THE PICTURE OF THE DELTARUNE’S PREDICTED SAVIOR!” He frowned and got up, “THOUGH, THAT ACTUALLY TURNED OUT TO BE FRISK, SO YOU’RE THEIR COUSIN. BUT STILL!”

Sugar flounced over in the short skirt and tights that were wrapped around his bones, “ooh, our little y/n has graduated from pretty to gorgeous.”

Charm rolled his eye lights, but Boa and Sweet-pea rushed over before he could fire back at his brother.

“Oh, Y/n, it’s absolutely perfect. I was worried about the top of the dress but it’s laying fabulously,” Boa cooed, proud of his work.

“you look just like I thought you would,” Sweet-pea gave a small laugh, “though, turns out real life is better than imagination in this case. Thanks, charm, for finishing off the look.”

“Oh it was my pleasure, believe me,” Charm actually honked his nose, revealing it to be a prop horn, “I might be a clown tonight, but I am a chivalrous guard first and helping our dear Y/n shine their brightest is the least I could do.”

You were blushing so hard, but Papyrus gently scooped you out of the crowd, “NOW LET’S GET GOING TO THE CARNIVAL. I WANT EVERYONE TO ADMIRE OUR ANGEL BEFORE THEY GET TOO FLUSTERED AND MUSS THEIR MAKE-UP!”

There was a murmur of agreement, and as you left the house, you waved goodbye to Sweet-pea, who was beaming as he closed the door.

#suggestive #reader x papyrus #reader x sans #underlust #lustfell #lustswap #undertale fic

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ayyyez · 4 years

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hiii i love your writing sm & i love my boy neji 😭💓 could i request a scenario where neji’s s/o loves flustering him and showering him with compliments but then when neji counters back his s/o gets caught off guard and is extremely flustered? thank you!!

a/n: okay I’m having all the Neji feels right now so heck yeaaaah you can bby okay the reader wasn’t super flustered but boy was Neji really all about being the teasing one in the morning ehehe. warnings: s**xual content

It was in the evening when you had just finished your bath. You came into your bedroom to find Neji standing there, mid getting dressed and to your pleasure, he was shirtless.

Instantly you were drawn to him like a magnet.

Coming up behind him you wrapped your arms around him and pressed a kiss to his back. He tensed a little on impact but just as quickly relaxed in your hold. Giving into temptation you squeezed him a little tighter and buried your face into his back.

‘I am trying to get changed,’ he said with an amused tone.

You hummed. ‘I prefer it when your clothes stay off.’

You could practically feel his body heat up at the comment. Luckily for him he could easily hide his blush from you. You knew better though, you could tell it was there as you smirked against his back.

‘Come on let go so I can finish.’ He tried to pull away but you wouldn’t let him go that easily. ‘Don’t tease,’ he muttered.

‘Nope, I can’t help myself.’ You peppered his back in kisses. ‘You’re just so handsome.’

His skin grew hot beneath your touch and his body tensed a little. Perfect.

Releasing your grip your hands dropped to his sides and pushed him to turn around to face you.

‘What are you–’

You cut him off with a kiss that was firm and chaste.

‘What are you up to?’ He looked at you through narrowed eyes but his flushed cheeks gave him away. Deep down Neji loved this side of you but he would never admit it in a million years.

‘What can’t I appreciate you?’ You pouted then reached your hand up to gently cup his cheek.

Neji let out a heavy sigh then pushed into your touch. It was enough to add to your affections, letting you thumb carefully trace his lips. Allowing his eyes to close, you knew he had already given into the moment despite his previous questioning.

You stayed like that for awhile, letting the softness of the moment set in. Neji always had to be eased in but you didn’t mind. It always left room for teasing and those little affirmations that got him flustered. Kami, you could just stay like that forever with the knowledge he was only ever this way for you and you only.

The moment he opened his eyes your lips were on his again. It was a gentle kiss but this one had more movement, more hints of passion that would surely grow exponentially with the moment.

The kiss broke with a sigh. It wasn’t heavy or exhaustive but rather one of contentment. These were the little moments that filled your heart.

‘I could kiss your lips forever.’ You whispered, hand still caressing his heated cheek.

Neji’s brow creased a little, his lips twitching as if hyper aware of the tingling sensation that usually followed those sweat kisses.

‘You are so...’ His words were lost in the moment but their meaning reached you.

‘I know,’ you whispered, grazing your nose against his. ‘I just love you so much.’

His blush intensified, his face contorting a little in his usual flustered manner.

Not wanting to lose the mood you pulled him to the bed and gently pushed him onto the mattress below. Then you climbed on top of him, pushing a hand beside his head, allowing you to look down at him with such adoration.

‘So handsome.’ You whispered, allowing your hand to caress his cheek, down his neck, over his adam’s apple and down his chest.

Neji’s brows furrowed together. ‘What are you doing?’ He asked, looking away.

‘Admiring the man I love.’ You replied with a smile, feeling your hand caress of the scar on his chest. ‘The brave,’ you bent down and pressed a kiss to the scar, ‘and strong shinobi.’

He huffed, still refusing to meet your gaze. His blush had spread down his neck and beneath you something stirred beneath his pants.

‘Sorry,’ you say without a single hint of remorse, ‘I just can’t help myself.’

Then you leant down and pressed a kiss to his cheek. You trailed down his neck, down his chest until they reached his nipple. Without hesitation you took his between your teeth and sucked.

Neji gasped and bucked a little into your touch.

There you continued your trail down, leaving open mouthed kisses all the way until the hem of his pants. You stopped and leant back up watching as Neji shivered at the loss of contact.

Finally his gaze is on you, his eyes hooded and lips parted. His resolve his breaking and he’s adjusted to your teasing. Time to move forward but first...

You leant forward to allow your forehead to come to rest on his. It was then you noticed your own breathing was uneven, heavy with the anticipation you built between you two.

‘I love you.’ You whispered and it’s raw, more so then you had been easing him in.

His eyes closed and he took in the moment before he opened them again. His hands came to rest on your sides and he leans up, his nose brushing yours.

‘I love you.’

You smiled then give him a passionate, drawn out kiss. Each second the kiss grew deeper, your tongue running against his with added fervour. His hands finally explore you as he eased even more into the moment. But you aren’t stopping there.

His erection his definitely pressing against you. And it’s enough to make you begin grinding against it, feeling your own heat pool. You needed to hurry things along.

Detaching yourself from the kiss you peppered more kisses down his body. This time when you reached his pants you were tugging them down to free his leaking erection. And wasting no time you took it in your mouth and Neji was throwing his head back.

In the morning you awoke with Neji pressed against your back, his arms wrapped tightly around you. You wriggled closer to him, sighing as he stirred behind you. Then he brought his lips to your ear.

‘Good morning.’ He whispered, letting his lips linger there, teasing against the shell of your ear.

‘Good morning.’ You replied, pushing your backside against him.

‘You’re so beautiful in the morning.’

You chuckled. ‘And aren’t you the romantic all of a sudden.’

He teased the tip of his nose against your ear and you can feel his breath tickling you.

‘It’s not all of a sudden.’ Neji’s hands glided up and down your chest, ghosting your nipples then teasing downward. ‘I’ve always thought so because I love you.’

You bit your lip. Neji wasn’t always this honest but oh when he was it almost made you flustered. You enjoyed it immensely.

‘Go on,’ you whispered, pressing back against him more.

‘So patient,’ he whispered, pressing a kiss to your neck, ‘so beautiful,’ you felt his erection press against your backside, ‘so...ah so in love with you.’

You let slip a moan as his hands began to caress you more.

‘Why don’t you show me how much?’

#neji hyuga #Anonymous #anon #request #neji scenario #neji #neji hyuga scenario #nart shippuden #neji fic #neji oneshot #teasing #fluff #soft neji #flustered neji

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justreadingfics · 5 years

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Looking For a Heartbeat (15/?)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Series Summary: You and Bucky used to be in a relationship. Feelings were hurt, you left. It’s been two years and you’re back. You both will handle the reunion well, won’t you?

Chapter Summary: No more secrets.

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings for this chapter: angst.

A/N: @suz-123 is my angel and I love her. This one is a little shorter because I thought adding more would ruin the pace. Feel free to scream at me, just know I love it ehehe. Links are ruining posts, you can find the masterlist link on my description.

With his back against the headboard of his bed, Bucky twirls the soft tiny piece of clothing in his fingers. He hasn't stopped looking at the little jumpsuit he scrounged from your room ever since he bolted his way out of there.

When he told you he didn't know if he could do it, he wasn't lying. He's been so damn scared ever since he heard the doctor saying the words that…changed his life, he might say. He's never felt like this before and he has already faced too much damn scary shit in his long life. It was all a blur to him as his legs moved on his own and he spent the whole night wandering around the city.

Sighing, he realizes what a fucking coward he is and his eyes shut. It took him days to finally gather the courage to go talk to you. Steve offered his support, like he always does… Nat grabbed him by the collar and threatened his manhood, of course… Sam tried to reason with him, how Bucky had expected him to do. Wanda was the one to surprise him, calling him stupid when he expected gentle words from her. Can he blame her, though? Isn’t stupid exactly what he is?

Despite the effort of his friends, it was only time, the passing of the days that managed to get him out of his mind and finally go talk to you. Time he spent thinking solely of you, of the baby you are expecting… Replaying in his mind how he spent every single day which the baby already existed inside you, a little piece of you and him, getting stronger by the minute without him having a clue about it.

He never, not for one single second, thought that this would happen to him. Having a kid…a little helpless creature that would depend completely on him, on both of you together…There’s no way he wouldn’t fuck this up…

How in the world a fucked up freak like him could be a father. A good one? He doesn't even know how to deal with his emotions towards you…towards Anna… or himself, to be honest. How, in the middle of that mess, one that he took a great part on creating, would he learn how to be a father?

He knocked on your door and you’ve never looked as beautiful as when he laid his eyes on you. He saw the tiny shoe in your hand and his mind went dizzy. The coward in him took over as he insulted you and the history of you and him by asking if the baby was his… What a dumbass…

Taking you over, he noticed how comfortable you seemed with the idea of the baby. How could you not be freaking out? You acted so elegantly, so composedly, so…maturely. His love for you, the one he keeps trying to wipe away from his chest, swelled even more and made him be unable to find his breath.

And when he heard you saying the exact same words he had told you once, that the love of yours wasn’t good for neither of you, he truly understood what dying would feel like…What right does he have to feel that way, like he wasn’t the one to force you to think like that in the first place… like he didn’t agree with you? There it is. The mess…it’s all his fault.

The kid has been lucky enough to have you as a mother, would he want to taint that with all his dark shit? Deep down, he knows the right thing to do would be to spare this child of the burden of having him in their life. It would be better for everyone, but especially for the kid… he knows that.

But why the hell does his heart feels like it's going to combust ever since he gets a glimpse of this tiny little piece of cloth.

For a second, he wonders if his old self, the one Steve keeps gushing about, would’ve been a good father... Ever since the hospital he’s been searching through his knotty memories and an image keeps flashing in his mind… a little baby, all in white, one he held so close to his chest when he, himself, was nothing more than a boy. If he tries hard he still can feel the relishing fluffiness of their blanket against him. His sister... Rebecca. He doesn’t remember being scared then, all he remembers is feeling so drawn to that little creature in his arms…

Perhaps…

Gazing down at the onesie, he sprawls the soft fabric all over his metal hand. It fits almost perfectly. When he smiles, he doesn’t even notice.

Is he really so scared of something that could fit in that tiny little thing?

The doorbell rings and his easy smile drops.

Anna…

He gulps down and carefully folds the jumpsuit, placing it beneath one of his pillows before getting up to open the door. They haven’t really talked ever since the hospital. While he bolted, he heard his name being called by her, but he didn’t let her catch up to him. He needed to be alone. And then he avoided talking to her like the plague.

He’s almost certain she’s been doing the same, since she didn’t try to reach out for him again, not once, not even to talk about their cancelled trip. It’s an odd feeling to him, the need to avoid her. Anna has always meant comfort and guidance whenever he felt lost, not knowing what to do, what to feel… However, this time, all he wanted was to be alone… to think things through for himself.

But he knows they have to sort things out. He has to understand how she’s been feeling about all this and he owes her an explanation, a position of some sort… that’s why he’s called her to come and talk.

When he opens the door, he halts and the sight makes his heart ache. She has her hair high in a messy ponytail and not in the usual stylish waves. There’s none of the habitual makeup on her face and the dark circles matches his as her eyes cast downwards. The corner of her lips curl in the same direction… Clearly, it hasn’t been easy for her either and it breaks his heart that he has neglected her so much these days, acting so selfishly and distant.

“Hi,” his voice is soft and low, “Come in,” He steps back to give her room.

When she passes by him to get into his living room, she doesn’t spare a glance at him. He can’t really tell why, but this time, he doesn’t try to greet her with a kiss like he’s used to. Maybe it’s guilt.

“How’ve you been doing?” She quietly mummers, finally looking at him as she stands a few feet away from where he has just closed the door.

Bucky just nods and pulls up a tight smile, noticing as she doesn’t take off her coat and keeps standing up, fumbling with her fingers, not moving to take a seat anywhere in his living room.

“What about you? Are you ok?” He timidly asks, placing his hands on his back pockets.

“Have you talked to her?” She quickly ignores his question.

The air grows thick between them, something so unfamiliar for him and Anna. Once again, he just nods.

“Is she… is she and the baby alright after… after the accident?” Her question is tentative and shaky.

“Yeah… yeah. They’re fine. Guess they got lucky.” He tucks his shoulders.

“Did she tell you how it happened?”

His eyebrows pull together as his head tilts to the side, this is not a question he expects to hear from Anna, especially as she asks it in such a small voice, her lips becoming white as she press them in between her teeth. At least he didn’t expect her to ask about it right now, after he spent days without looking for her and they have so much more to talk about. Why is she focusing so much on your accident? Is she running away from the main subject? Is she afraid of something he might tell her?

“Ahm… yeah.” He keeps frowning, “She said she got distracted and nothing more. I think it’s weird, but we didn’t really get to talk much about it.” He steps closer to her, aiming to reach out and touch her, “Anna…, listen, I’m sorry, I-”

“It was me.” She bursts out and Bucky stops on his tracks, “It happened because of me, Bucky. It was my fault she got in an accident. ” Anna chest heaves as her fists clench tight on her sides.

Bucky steps back as the air is knocked out of his lungs and his forehead scrunches up in confusion. Her words a puzzle in his mind as he watches how her face contorts into something… desperate, “What?” He puffs out.

Anna’s head hangs low while her eyes close and she takes a deep sigh, as if to control her frantic breathing caused by the words she has just let out, “I-I, before the airport, I went to the tower and-.’

“What? Wait…” Bucky interrupts her, “You said you had some work stuff to do. Did you lie to me?” What the hell is she telling him? “What did you go there for?” He can’t avoid the biting tone to sweep into his voice.

She turns her head sideways, avoiding looking straight at him, before replying, quietly. “At Steve’s party… I-I listened Natasha talking to Y/N, about-” She breathes in, before directing her gaze to his, “about her being pregnant…”

Bucky’s eyebrows shoot high on his forehead.

“It wasn’t hard to figure out who the father was.” She shrugs weakly, tears glistening her eyes.

“You knew?” He utters through his tightened teeth. He can feel the shock leaving his expression as a scowl twists it and a dangerous rush of anger burns on his chest.

“I-I“, She stutters, looking lost. Finding no words, she only nods.

A scoff slips from Bucky’s lips before he runs his hands down his mouth, “Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”

His harsh tone makes her flinch but he doesn’t find in himself to take it back, to tone down his demeanor. Not now. Not when a somber sense of betrayal, of deceive sting on his heart.

“I- I was so scared of losing you, Bucky. I didn’t know what to do. And… and…fuck…” She curses under her ragged breath, as she looks the other way.

“And then you invented that fucking trip…” Bucky fumes, shaking his head in disbelief. He inhales deeply. He needs to calm down. He needs to understand. “What did you tell her? When you went to the Tower… What did you talk about, huh? Tell me, Anna.” He demanded.

“I asked her to give us time…’ She answers without hesitation, moving her pained stare to him again, “I told her how fucked up you got when she left and how I helped you get better, that… that if you knew about the baby you wouldn’t focus on yourself, on us… I… I said that she shouldn’t have come back.”

Exposed... Betrayed…Manipulated…. These are some of the words that cross his mind as a dull ache grasps his thundering heart and his whole body is stiff as a rock. He stares at Anna, but he doesn’t really see her…he trusted her… he thought he could trust her… and now he feels like someone has dragged the floor from under him. The floor that has been keeping him supported this whole time… He’s lost.

“Then the accident happened right after…” Anna spoke again and her voice is so small he barely registers the sound. “She could’ve hurt herself, her baby…” She blinks and her face contorts in sheer horror, “I’ve never hoped for something like that to happen, never… I promise.” She cries out, her eyes begging him to believe her. “But I know it’s my fault. It’s my goddamn fault. I couldn’t stop thinking about it all these days. I kept thinking how…” She purses her lips, eyes shifting around as she looks for the right word, “Wrecked I left her there, she wasn’t in a condition to drive... I didn’t want this to happen, but it did, and because of me, because of my actions.” Anna chokes on her words, hitting on her own chest with her hand.

There are tears roaming down freely on her face now. Bucky can see the honest regret into her words and something in the back of his skull tells him he shouldn’t blame her and that, rationally, it’s not her fault, not entirely at least. But there’s something feral surging inside him. Something he’s never felt before… a primal emotion… a consuming and agonizing need to… to protect. To keep the object of this powerful feeling, safe, guarded, shielded, unharmed.

“Please, say something.” She implores, reaching out for him.

“Do you have any idea of what could’ve happened?” He shouts, the tormenting feelings inside him escape in an outburst as he jerks his arm away from her touch, making her recoil, “I don’t care about how you were feeling or what you felt it was better for me, they could’ve been hurt or… or worse… because of you…” He points an accusing finger at her.

She shivers under his hard glare, but doesn’t say anything, shutting her eyes closed.

“And you lied? You- you knew it…” He starts pacing from one side to the other on his living room, betrayal lacing his voice, “You knew it, Anna, and instead of telling me, you came up with that fucking trip-“ He halts, to stare at her, “You- you fucking manipulated the whole situation. You manipulated me.” He shouts even louder, “You didn’t have the right.” He bites his lower lip, shaking his head at her, “You didn’t…I trusted you.”

“Bucky, I-I didn’t mean, I thought…I-“. She fumbles with her words and moves towards him, but pauses when he steps back.

“I can’t do this, I can’t talk to you right now.” He turns around, dipping his fingers in his locks. He’s too angry, too defensive. That protective urge ruling his thoughts and actions. He’s afraid of what he might say… might do. He could tear the world apart right now…

He takes a deep breath as his arms drops and he turns to her again, noticing how she’s shrinking into herself, pleading eyes on him.

Her breaths are short and fast before she licks her lips to try to speak again, “Bucky-“

“I think you should leave now and we shouldn’t see each other… at least not for a while.” He pulls on a steadier, calmer voice, averting his eyes and folding his arms in front of his chest, biting on the inside of his cheeks.

The room is quiet when he hears the shuddering breath she takes, but he doesn't look back at her. He simply can’t.

“I get it.” She mutters, “You ́re angry and don’t blame you. I just want you to know I never meant to hurt you… That’s the last thing I’ve ever wanted.” She reaches for his elbow, and this time he doesn’t pull away. His eyes meet her sad ones, taking in the sorrow resting on her face.

He feels his chest tightening, making it hard to breathe. It's not just anger… He’s sorry, too. Sorry for the emotions he feels slipping through his fingers, the feelings he had when he looked at Anna… The admiration, the safety, the love- yes love. It's not like the love he feels for you, not at all, but it was a love after all. Something else pricks at the pit of his stomach… an emergent sense of guilt… his old pal. Somehow, this, all this mess, it’s his fault. He’s damn sure of that.

Swallowing down the turmoil, his jaw tenses. He finds nothing to say to her.

Anna nods slowly, aiming her gaze to the floor as she withdraws her hand from him and swiftly moves towards the door.

With his back turned to her, Bucky hears it when she opens the lock.

“You know…” Her small, but now steadier voice resounds from behind him, “I once said there was no deal breaker for me when it came to you and me…” He can sense the sad smile through her words, “I...I just couldn’t guess that, in the end, I would be the one to break us.”

When she leaves, Bucky lets out a deep breath. Without thinking twice, his feet take him to his room. Sitting down on his bed, he reaches for the little jumpsuit beneath his pillow. A calming rush sweeps into his tormented chest and, through it all, a stubborn little smile makes its way to his lips.

He finally realizes…

He already is a father…No one can take that away from him. Not even himself.

All he hopes is to not fuck this up even more.

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