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diakitty · 16 days

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O!Ciel's real name and why not knowing it matters.

! Spoiler warning !

I want to share a thought that came to me about a year ago. Many fans of the manga "Black Butler" often wonder about the real name of O!Ciel (later, the young master) and put forth various theories on this matter. It sometimes gets to the point where people leave the fandom for a while, returning only to ask about the name reveal, completely losing interest in other, more significant events in the manga. Then I asked myself: do we really need to know his real name?

With this ring on not, I — «Ciel Phantomhive», am the head of the Phantomhive family. (Vol. 1, ch. 2)

In this article I will mainly use screenshots with the official English translation by Yen Press, as it can be challenging to find Japanese ones. Additionally, my knowledge of the Japanese is extremely limited. However, I also consult various Japanese sources and materials available on the internet. I am aware that even the official translation may not always be accurate. Toboso puts a lot of meaning into the text, and some of it may get lost in translation. However, in the context of this topic, there should not be any problems.

First, let's touch on an equally important thing, the very essence of names. Our name is what defines who we are. It represents our identity, our individuality. When you know someone's name, it breaks down barriers and makes the person feel more open and honest. Additionally, there are charactonyms, which are commonly used in the media. Charactonym already provide the viewer or reader with some information about the character and give them a chance to reflect on the character's personality. However, if a character doesn't have a name, it becomes more difficult to read through them. Does this apply to the young master? Let's find out.

(Vol. 13, ch. 62)

From the very beginning the young master hid a lot from us: his controversial motives and a mysterious past that was gradually revealed in the smallest details until it reached a turning point. At that moment, the reader realized that they didn't really know anything about him. It turns out that the younger Phantomhive has been deceiving everyone for a long time, including you.

(Vol. 26, ch. 129)

Why did the young master took his older brother's name after his death?

I've often heard people make the following assumptions:

He was an unloved child and envied his older brother.

To avoid legal issues and to get the inheritance and title right away.

For Ciel's sake.

The first one can be immediately put aside. The assumption that the younger brother was not so loved in the family is refuted by the manga itself, you don't even need to dig far.

(Vol. 26, ch. 133)

My sweet nephews. (Vol 3, ch 10)

The young master was loved no less than Ciel. People often suggest that he is an "unloved younger son", basing their argument on the following frame:

The young master deluding himself, succumbing to the manipulations of the demon. (Vol. 27, ch. 137)

However, no one told him that he was unloved and that they would be upset if he comes back. (Edited. I do believe there was some pressure with the whole heir thing, which planted seeds of doubt in a little child, but overall his family did loved him) He compared himself to Ciel. He looked up to him, but at the same time, he felt inferior and didn't see his own strengths. Instead focusing on his weaknesses. It was precisely because this child was not capable of loving himself that he decided that the (self-proclaimed) "weak spare" should not have survived.

The second assumption also irrelevant, because the young master had no idea of becoming the first heir and taking on the role of the queen's watchdog. He didn't let the fact of not becoming an earl get to him. Instead, he decided on what he wanted to dedicate his future to, aiming to become a worthy younger son that everyone would be proud of.

(Vol. 26, ch. 132)

And the third assumption is the one I personally follow!

(Vol. 28, ch. 140)

The young master suffered a lot during that time time in the cult, which greatly weakened his mental state and worldview, but he wasn't a bad child. He loved his older brother, even more than himself. That's why he decided that only Ciel deserved to be saved. He buried his true self and became Ciel, strong and invincible, the kind of Ciel that his older brother could not become.

(Vol. 27, ch. 137)

And I think that at that moment everything we knew about the young master, his motivation and the name itself began to take on new meanings.

(Vol 2, ch. 8)

The younger brother is gone. He disappeared forever, along with the essence of the real Ciel. Only "Earl Ciel Phantomhive" remains...

〞Earl Ciel Phantomhive〟— is I! (Vol. 28, ch. 147)

...And that's all we need to know.

Will the reveal of the young master's real name affect anything?

...No. It will just ruin all the charm and depth of this story, nothing more. The young master rose to prominence, becoming the owner of the esteemed company «Phantom» and the queen's watchdog. He took on the name Earl Ciel Phantomhive, leaving his past behind. After all, we cannot retrieve what we have lost. I am completely sure that the name will not be revealed, no matter how much some people would want to.

Other characters whose real names we don't know.

It's funny that while going on and off about the name of the young master, everyone seems to forget that there are still many characters in this story whose names we don't know. Without going far, we have Sebastian, Undertaker, most of the circus troupe. Moreover, we don't know if they have names at all. Take Sebastian as an example — he was given a name of the young master's dog. We know that this is not his true name, as he could have served many other people who gave him different names. Do we need to know the specific names? No, it doesn't affect anything. All that matters to us is that he is now Sebastian, the faithful dog of the young master.

I can only believe that the Undertaker's name will be revealed at some point in the future. It may be very significant in the context of his background.

And that's all. While being part of the fandom, I managed to see only one person who, like me, does not consider it necessary to know the young master's birth name. Therefore, I hope that someone else will find my thoughts on this matter interesting. Thank you for reading! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #o!ciel #r!ciel #name reveal #ciel phantomhive #analysis #manga #sebastian michaelis #rachel phantomhive #madame red #angelina dalles #we won't get name reveal so calm down

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minhosimthings · 5 months

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Brooklyn Baby

Symphony smut series Day 2: Lana del Rey's Brooklyn Baby

Lyric: My boyfriends' in a band, he plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed

Pairings: dom!Heeseung × dom!Jay × fem!sub!reader

Warnings: Poly relationship, SMUT MINORS DNI, vibrator, double penetration, oral (f and m recieving), dacryphillia, degradation, reader wears a dress, mention of breeding, Heeseung fucks reader with a vibrator, edging, orgasm denial, unprotected sex (definetly not for you), threesome, kinda mean doms hee and jay

A/N: Day 2! I love this song with all my heart so I thought Jay would be the perfect fit cause duh, but then I was like why don't we make it a little interesting and add Heeseung into the mixture? Anyway this is my first time writing poly so please be kind everyone.

THE SYMPHONY SMUT SERIES MASTERLIST

When you took up the offer in college to be lead singer of a three-person band, you hadn't expected to become a celebrity princess overnight. What you also hadn't expected was for your two loving members, Heeseung and Jay, to become your loving boyfriends. A little bit of poly never hurt did it?

"Darling, we're going to be late if you don't hurry up." Jay peeked his head around the door, to see you applying your lip gloss all prettily around your lips.

The lip gloss he had gotten you.

"How do I look?" You turned to him with uncertainty. The dress was beautiful, one that your fans would adore. The makeup was also done to perfection by your '24 hour routine' as Heeseung called it.

"Beautiful as always." Jay responded, stretching his hand out to you, and twirling you around, relishing the tight fit of the dress against your waist, "I think engenes are going to want to steal you from me and Heeseung."

"Please." Heeseung's footsteps announced his arrival into the room, his eyes widening as they fell upon you, "They won't ever be able to do that.

"So protective." You wrapped your arms around Heeseung's neck, whilst Jay's stayed on your waist, "Are we ready?"

You looked into the mirror infront of you, where you all stood out perfectly in color coordinated outfits. A flurry of blues and purples perfectly describing your band's genre stared back at you in the mirror.

"Perfect."

"And now we have the overnight musical sensation! Please welcome Enhypen!" The host's voice boomed across the room, as you entered from backstage, both arms twirled in both your boyfriends' arms.

The audience applauded and hooted, cheering your names, the official fanchant over and over again and again.

"Well aren't they excited for today?" The host merrily laughed, as you sat down in between Heeseung and Jay.

"Well, welcome to the show! How are you feeling?"

"Nervous I guess." You answered with a slight chuckle, calming down as Jay's hand pressed on yours.

"Well of course! I believe you are excited for the live performance tonight?"

"Well of course." Jay responded this time. His perfume did smell good, you thought as you watched him speak with such eloquence. He did always have a way with his words everywhere.

"You're not ignoring me are you?" You heard Heeseung whisper into your ear, his hand creeping up to your thigh. You were thankful for the table infront of you which shielded the bottom part of your body, a part which Heeseung loved to touch.

His hand reached lower into your thigh, tickling your skin with his cold hands as he gripped them hard.

"And Miss Y/N!" The host said, snapping you out of the sudden urge to moan, "How would you describe your relationship with the boys?"

Great, you thought, another dumb question just for me.

"Um I'd say we're best friends." You nervously said. Revealing your relationship to the world wouldn't really be all sunshine and rainbows. "We've been friends since college actually, when we decided to form Enhypen. And well I guess we're close to family now." You awkwardly laughed to cover up the situation as the host moved on to the next question.

"And now, our dear audience let's get ready for the performance!" The host's voice boomed again, as the audience clapped their hands off.

A microphone and two guitars were all prepped and ready as you walked up, adjusting the mic to your level. Jay examined the guitar carefully and slipped it on, teasing the audience by playing a few notes on it, to which you heard girls scream his name. You smiled to yourself, remembering all the shit they wrote on your boys, all the fanfiction which they really thought would come true.

Hah as if! The boys belonged to you, and you only.

If only you knew what was coming for you after the performance.

"Best friends huh?" Jay pinned you against the wall, Heeseung's chuckles filling the room, as he slowly removed his belt and watch, "Too afraid to tell the world what we are darling?"

"Jay y-you know we can't." You reprimanded him, trying to take the upper hand. But only failure came to you at that moment, as you felt your thighs become stickier by the moment.

"Aww look at her." Heeseung chuckled again, "Our good little girl. Why don't we teach her a lesson, huh Jay?"

Jay smirked at you, going in for a kiss before saying, "Want her first?"

"Nah you have fun, I'll take her later." Heeseung settled himself comfortably on the loveseat facing the bed, his legs wide open in a manspread.

You felt shivers around your body as Jay, picked you up like a rag doll and threw you onto the bed.

"We don't need this, do we?" Jay toyed with your panties. The straps of your dress pressed tightly against your shoulders and Jay, pressed his fingers to your clothed labia, removing the underwear with ease and depositing it on the floor.

The shaky breath you took made Jay smile against your skin, the warmth of his breath crashing against your exposed flesh.

As his fingers slowly began to curve in and out of you, he came to kiss your skin, moving down with each kiss towards your clit. The sensation of his lips grazing the latter inevitably brought your hand to rest in his hair as you arched your back.

The room was dimly lit, courtesy to the closed curtains, but you could see Heeseung from the corner of your eye, smirking intently at Jay reaching down to your clit, one of his hands massaging the bulge on his pants gently.

Jacking off while Jay works his way through you, typical Heeseung, you would have scoffed if not for Jay providing heaven to you at that moment.

Jay's tongue made sinuous circles around your clit as his two fingers accelerated slightly. He knew which places he had to touch to make you produce the sweetest sounds, and he wasn't going to deprive himself of hearing them.

You can feel him grinning while he licks and swirls his tongue around your swollen nub, hands beginning to slow to a halt. His fingers pull almost all the way out you, causing your eyes to finally open and a noise of protest leaves your lips.

Your walls were perfect, taking his thick, long fingers into you so good. He curved them while making smaller and smaller circles centered on your clit, kissing and licking it.

Your hands gripped his hair more firmly, your breath quickening as the heat rose to your cheeks and the knot tightened in your belly.

And just as you the climax reached closer and closer, your mouth almost about to scream-

"Jay!" You cried, laying an eye on Jay's face peeking out from between your legs, "Why'd you stop?"

Jay chuckled and glanced over at Heeseung, who sighed and got up, striding over to you, the buttons of his shirt slightly opened, giving him a more powerful look

"Only our girlfriend deserves to cum, but you're not her are you?" Heeseung moved to the atmosphere above you, as Jay slowly collapsed on the loveseat where Heeseung had been sitting, "Remind me what she is Jay?"

"Our best friend." Jay said, an unusually sadistic tone to his voice, "Do you want the vibrator or will you be going in with your fingers?"

"Hand me the vibrator." Heeseung said, stroking your thigh with his fingers again, eliciting a mewl out of you, "You wanna use the pink one princess?"

"Don't ask her that you know she'll say yes." Jay's voice could be heard from across the room, as he dug and dug into the cupboard, "Aha! There you go."

A needy moan falls from your lips as Heeseung presses the pink machine deeper inside your pussy, whining a bit as it clenches tighter. Pleasure rushes through your core while your moans grow louder and needier.

"Aww look at her." Heeseung chuckles, "so fucking needy aren't you?"

He groans softly, biting his lip as he takes in the sight of you before him. Heeseung was never the one to keep his control. The vibrator slides through your folds absentmindedly, keeping you wet and needy. Heeseung's eyes darken a bit at the sight of your arching back.

"Fuck, princess," he whispers, kneeling on the bed closer to you. His free hand come to rest on your hips, sliding along, caressing your thighs, your curves in admiration and desire.

"How does it feel? Good?" he whispers, voice almost raw with need, "Do you want something better?"

"Fuck Heeseung!" You cry, feeling the vibrator switch to a faster pace, Heeseung pushing it deeper and deeper into you.

Tears falls down your face, the pleasure rushing through you almost being impossible to take. And yet, you didn't fuck two men at the same time to crumble so easily did you?

"Are you close, princess?" he leans his body over yours, whispering in your ears, "Do you wanna cum for me?"

“i-i’m gonna cum… fuck! Heeseung–!” you cry out, ready to tip over that peak until the pleasure your boyfriend was giving you was ripped away. "No!"

You whip your head around, glancing over your shoulder to see the shit-eating smirk Jay was wearing on his face.

“ah… i guess you really wanted to cum right?” he teases, one of his hands rubbing soft circles on his dick.

“aw… m’sorry baby,” Heeseung coos at you, his hands coming up to rest on your jaw. “but brats don’t get what they want, now do they?” he says, the grip on your face tightening.

“Think you can handle two dicks in your tight little cunt?” Jay teases, no having joined you and Heeseung in the bed. You've never heard him talk with such vile language before but you loved this side of him. “Yes daddy~” you moan out.

Skin colliding with skin filled the room, the sound bouncing off the walls.

With a loud moan you nodded, feeling how good the stretch provided by Heeseung's cock felt inside your cunt "right there daddy" you mumbled against the tip of Jay's cock before his hips slammed it inside your mouth once again. You couldn't help but whimper while his cock used your mouth, causing waves of pleasure to travel all over Jay's body who was harshly gripping a fistful of your hair as he deep throated you.

"You love doing this don't you, slut?" Heeseung chuckled, "Making us feel good?"

"but who fucks you better, huh darling?" Jay questioned, his eyes focusing on your face completely fucked out. Your ruined make up, your messy hair, the way your cheeks and nose were all red because of how roughly he was using your mouth and the sight of saliva all over your lips and chin made his cock twitch under your hand.

You moan around his cock with the sting of his condescension, feel Heeseung stiffen inside you with a rut of his hips, grazing your tender g-spot with the added swell. He stutters and curses, Jay grins through a breathy moan as he no doubt recognises the signs he’s seen a hundred times before.

"You wanna cum darling?" Heeseung's chuckle sounds like heaven to your ears, "What do you think Jay?"

"She's treatin me so good." Jay groans, feeling his cum in his belly, "Let her."

Heeseung nods, reaching around you to circle your throbbing clit with surprisingly firm and steady motions despite his impending release. He gets you there, bursts through the dam of white-hot pleasure with a final rut that forces you deeper onto Jay's cock, and the three of you come in an eye watering display of lust and synergy that shouldn’t be found in a group that says they're 'best friends'.

With Jay's cum dripping from your lips, Heeseung's from your post-orgasmic pussy, you wonder how you’re ever going to have sex again after this. Nothing could possibly come close to what you just experienced.

"Fucking hell." Jay collapsed on the bed on your right, while Heeseung did the same thing to your left, "That was good, wasn't it darl-" Jay's words stopped in their tracks as soon as they saw you clinging to Heeseung's bicep, and lightly snoring.

"You wanna get showered?" Heeseung whispered to Jay, "I got your favourite shampoo."

"Nah wanna stay like this." Jay answered, wrapping his arms around your waist, spooning you into comfort, "Family." He scoffed, "The only family we're ever going to be is when we fuck our cum into her."

"That's what I was thinking." Heeseung laughed, the three of you holding each other and collapsing into a cocoon of comfort.

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mizading · 7 months

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Please could we get jealous/possessive headcanons for gojo geto and nanami <333

JJK Jealousy/Possessive Headcanons

{ Characters} Nanami, Gojo, Geto, Choso

{ Warnings } Possessive behavior, jealousy, yelling, needy behavior, etc.

{ A/N } I usually don’t accept anonymous requests, but I decided to make an exception this time (wink). I couldn’t help but include Choso after last week’s episode.

Nanami

Nanami won’t reveal any type of emotion until you two get home. He’s so used to remaining professional that hiding his feelings aren’t a task anymore.

Nanami is a reserved man; he would never let his jealousy show in public.

The most that Nanami will do is snake is arm around your waist. It looks innocent enough, but nobody can feel how tight his fingers grip your waist.

This is your only warning. Whatever it is that you’re doing to upset Nanami, stop.

Don’t expect Nanami to speak to you once you get home. Ignoring you is Nanami’s only way of keeping himself from lashing out.

Nanami sometimes doesn’t have the strength to simply ignore you, resulting in him lashing out. You can’t take him seriously when he looks so damn good frustrated and yelling.

The way that his dress shirt is rolled up to his elbows with a few buttons opened and his tie loosened drives you crazy. Seeing him in such a state makes you not want to talk to another man again.

It doesn’t take long for Nanami to calm down. He’ll eventually break down and embrace you, bringing his forehead to rest against yours. Skin-to-skin contact with you seems to calm his nerves and remind him that you’re all his.

Nanami will always apologize profusely for yelling at you. He genuinely hates it when he gets that worked up, but he can’t control it sometimes. Everything will be made up in whatever way you'd like.

If you name it, he’ll do it. Nanami is practically on his knees for you at all times. His world revolves around you; it’s only fair that he shows it.

Gojo

Gojo gets jealous extremely easily, and he knows it. Gojo won’t ever admit that it’s a problem, though; it’s his way of showing that he cares, after all.

Almost everything that involves another guy sets Gojo off. Conversations, stares, touches—all of it makes his blood boil. He doesn’t bother hiding any of it either.

Gojo takes joy in scaring guys off when he’s around with you. One look from Gojo’s icy blue eyes is more than enough to send any man into their grave.

The only time interactions with other males are somewhat acceptable is when Gojo is with you to “monitor” the situation. Let's not include Gojo feeling you up the entire time.

Gojo trusts you with his entire being; he just won't let anyone mess with what's his. You belong to Gojo, and Gojo only.

Gojo made it known to everyone that you’re his property. He doesn’t mean to be so possessive; he just can’t help it. The consequence for messing with what's his has also been made crystal clear.

Gojo sometimes fantasizes about him being the only man that you interact with, but he would never make that a reality. He still has some type of self-control. Don’t test Gojo, though; he’s quick to change his mind.

Arguments with Gojo really only happen because he can’t seem to control his jealousy issues. In the end, he always ends up in your arms, apologizing over and over again for raising his voice at you.

Gojo won’t control what you wear, but he’ll whine endlessly to hopefully change your mind. If you ultimately end up doing what you want, he’ll keep you awfully close while you two are out. Don’t get me wrong, he loves seeing you in your short skirts and tight tops, but he wants to be the only one to see.

It’s all out of love, Gojo promises. Over time, he’ll work on it. Gojo knows that you’ll always be his.

Geto

Geto is quick to put an end to any unnecessary contact with another man other than him.

It’s no surprise when Geto pulls you away mid-conversation with an old friend of yours. Complaints won’t do much; if he doesn’t want you talking to someone, you won’t.

Geto doesn’t really get upset with you when he’s jealous because he takes control of the situation before his feelings can progress. It’s for your own good. Geto pissed off is a scary sight.

Geto is used to having full control over everything; I mean, he runs an entire cult. This includes you; he tends to believe that he has full control over you. It’s not on purpose, just instinct.

His control over you is mainly for your safety. Geto’s lifestyle isn’t safe, and he knows. He’d rather die than have anything happen to you, no matter how big or small.

Geto is very possessive and overprotective because of this. You belong to him completely, and nobody can get to you unless he allows it.

You mainly put up with his possessive behavior because Geto is honestly all you can ask for in a man and more. He’d do absolutely anything for you, and it’s more than the truth.

Geto won’t tell you that he was jealous until it’s just the two of you in bed. Something about snuggling up with you under the covers in a quiet environment makes him want to confess everything.

He tends to become softer at night. It’s not uncommon for Geto to ask if you still love him or why you fell in love with him in the first place. No matter how tough his demeanor is on the outside, he’ll always be a softy for you.

Geto may or may not apologize verbally for his behavior; it depends on how sensitive he is that day. If Geto doesn’t outright apologize, he’ll do it in other ways, such as buying you a gift, giving you extra affection, or taking you out.

Choso

Choso is really needy and clingy when he's jealous. You’re the only one to see Choso in this state, begging to give and receive love.

Choso can’t help but feel self-conscious when you talk to or touch other men. Is he not enough?

He won’t directly tell you that he’s jealous most of the time, but you can tell by the way he snuggles his body into yours with little whines.

Please don’t ask Choso what's wrong; he’ll immediately start sobbing. Through choked sobs, he’ll admit that he doesn’t like the way that you talk to guys other than him.

Jealousy frustrates Choso to no end because he doesn’t necessarily know what the feeling is. All Choso knows is that he only gets it when you pay more attention to other people, especially guys.

Calming Choso down once he’s a sobbing mess in your arms is a task. No matter what you say or do, he’ll continue crying out his emotions for at least ten minutes.

The best thing that you can do is hold Choso and remind him that he’s the only one for you. Once he’s calmed down, Choso becomes overbearingly sweet and cuddly.

Endless kisses and snuggles from Choso are coming your way. Good luck trying to get him to stop (he won’t). It’s his way of self-soothing and reminding himself that you’re all his. Knowing that he’s the only one able to kiss and touch you warms his heart again.

As if his unnecessary affection wasn’t enough, he wants you to return the love. Choso will beg and beg for kisses and touches. Refusing to give affection will bring him to tears again.

After Choso’s received his fill of love and affection, all he wants is to cuddle until he falls asleep. If you hold his body close and play with his hair, he’ll instantly fall asleep with tears of joy. Choso loves you so much it hurts; he just wants to be your only one.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk headcanons #nanami headcanons #nanami kento #nanami x reader #gojo headcanons #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #geto headcanons #geto x reader #geto suguru #choso kamo #choso x reader #choso headcanons #jjk smut

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97keanu · 7 months

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desperately wanting john wick to whisper filthy things to me in russian

*˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳I love this idea nonnie ! I have decided to do a list of phrases I've found + what scenario John would say them to you, disclaimer: I do not speak Russian, but I've tried to go beyond using just Google translate and the like, but there still may be discrepancies, please forgive ʚ♥︎ɞ

Tags/CW: rope bunny, Dom!JW, Sub!Reader, bratty!reader, bdsm-esque, reader tries to Dom JW, reader on top, teasing, denial, dirty talk.

Зайка моя ("My bunny"): John calls you this the most, he loves the idea of you being his little bunny, and he also likes that he can get away with calling you something so cute because you have no idea at first what he's saying. Light teasing from you when you find out he's been calling you his "bunny" for so long:

"Oh, so if I'm your little bunny, does that make you the big bad wolf?" You say with a smile, teasing John for his pet name for you.

"Oh yes, yes it does..." John plays along, moving close enough to you that he grab you from behind and pull you close.

"Don't forget that wolves bite, Зайка моя..." His teeth nibble at your neck before dragging you, who's giggling from all the attention, off to the bedroom.

мое солнышко ("My sunshine"): John calls you this after sex the most, or only in the most tender of cases. He really does believe you are his own personal ball of sun. He hasn't felt this happy in so long, and upon meeting you, he knows that you are the light in his life. John doesn't mind if you know it, either. He calls you his sun in English as well, but when you two are cuddled up, the night settling in, John will sleepily call you "мое солнышко".

моя принцесса ("My princess"): John uses this one almost exclusively when you're being a brat, typically in bed. He calls you this half sarcastically, half because he really will do anything to please you.

"What are you going to do, make me, John?" You tease him when he tries to command you. You really shouldn't have done that.

"Careful, моя принцесса, you know what happens when you tease me." Johns voice is trying to be gruff, but he also loves seeing you have fun. Only after a few more bratty comments does he finally show his princess how she really needs to be treated.

шлюха ("whore") / шлюшка(diminutive "little whore"): John uses this one often, forgetting himself while he's fucking you. You know this one too well, and when he says it, you love how degrading it sounds. He tells you most while he holds the back of your head roughly down on his cock how much you look like a "шлюшка" to him. He eventually teaches you how to say it as well:

"I won't let you cum until you tell me what you are..." John has his hands skillfully playing with your pussy while you're all tied up in a little bow for him on the bed. You know what he wants, but don't want to give in. His hands move just perfectly so you get so close, but stop just before then. Your moans echo through the room.

"I'll wait, we can play this game forever, love." John knows you know this to be true, he works his big hands inside you harder now, and you can barely sputter the phrase out.

"Yes, please! I'm your шлюха, your шлюшка!" You cry out as John finishes you, your body writhing in it's restraints. John looks so pleased with you for saying it correctly.

"Good girl." He says as he begins to help you calm down.

Для меня ты ведешь себя как маленькая шлюха ("You're acting like such a little whore for me." Literally: "To me, you are acting like a little whore.")

John says this when you're particularly submissive to him. Sometimes you're a bit of a brat who wants to act like she doesn't love being John's little rope bunny, but now you're practically begging him to fuck you. You're riding his thigh, he's fully clothed but you've taken your panties off from under your dress and are making such a mess of his nice dress pants. He watches you, never revealing whether or not he will be the one to please you tonight.

"Для меня ты ведешь себя как маленькая шлюха..." He says while rolling his eyes, taking a sip of his drink and watching as you desperately try to get off on his thigh. He finally caves and puts his glass down on the side table, lifting you up and taking you to the couch where he can properly fuck you.

я хочу быть сверху("I want to be on top."):

You spend some time searching up the perfect way to tell John that you want to be on top tonight. You know he will be coming home from a long day and want to do something to please him. The brat in you also knows that John will be thrilled at you attempting "superiority" over him. When John finally gets home, he is immediately taking off his suit, ignoring how dirty and blood stained it is. He grabs you as soon as he sees you, pulling you to the nearest surface he can to fuck you, which happens to be the couch. As John's devouring your body in kisses, you say it.

"я хочу быть сверху..." You whisper and John pauses, looking at you in disbelief for a moment. First, he is impressed by how well you said the phrase, then his eyes darken with a hint of mischief.

"So you want to be on top..." He says slyly, licking his lips like a hungry wolf. "So be it, let me see how well you think you can dominate me."

"You mean it?" Your eyes light up, half of you didn't expect him to agree.

"On one condition, if you fail to fuck me correctly, I will tie you up and show you how it's done..." His voice is deep and husky with desire, and you know he's setting you up, but the idea of him tying you up later doesn't sound like a bad thing, not really. You nod and begin placing yourself on top, slowly easing up there.

You hold his cock still as you softly let it enter you, and John already has a wicked gleam in his eyes. You keep going, placing your hands on his chest and trying to ride him as if you're the one dominating him, but even at your best on top you're still submitting to his cock. John grabs his tie from the floor and you already know what he is going to do, so you place your hands out in front of you. He ties your hands up, then takes your hips and fucks you from underneath so hard the neighbors can hear it. You realise you can never dominate him, but that doesn't stop you from asking to be on top from time to time after this.

Я ХОЧУ ТЕБЯ ВНУТРИ МЕНЯ("I want you inside me.")

You learn another phrase, this one more your style. John is teasing you once more, his cock hard and slipping through your wet folds, but never entering you. You're whining, grinding your hips and bucking to try to invite him in, but your arms are all tied up behind you. He has your breasts tied as well, bringing them to perfect roundness. John reaches out and plays with your nipples, plucking at them and pulling just how you like, still not letting you feel the fullness of his cock. You are at your breaking point when you remember the phrase.

"Я ХОЧУ ТЕБЯ ВНУТРИ МЕНЯ...!" You finally moan, your back arching and your toes curling from how badly you want it. John pauses and smiles.

"Oh, you're such a good girl for asking like that." he says, before plunging his cock deep inside you, giving you what you want. You breathe out, finally able to be fucked hard like you wanted.

#john wick x reader #john wick fan fic #john wick drabble #john wick imagine #ask lila #my writing #••• ◛ ʸᵒᵘ’ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐᵃⁱˡ!

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hwanchaesong · 2 months

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Can I request an Ateez Yeosang x reader where it's her first time everything? First time orgasm, first time squirt, first time having sex and she bleeds and freaks so he helps her and calms her through it? Very smutty and extremely fluffy?

a/n: ooh, this req surprised me ngl 😭 but this is an amazing idea! i hope you'll like this tho, i rlly tried my best to make it lovey dovey but still smutty 🙈

ps. this has been on my drafts for too long so here we go. and i'm so sorry because this is SO SO SO LATE

warning!!! smut under the cut so mdni!

It was the heat of the moment, the intense make-out session with your boyfriend really took a toll on you until you blurted out the words that would make you blush.

"Let's do it." you murmured against the lips of the man that you call your beloved.

Said man was named Yeosang, processing what you just said that made him cease all of his movements.

Both of you are in a compromising position. His hands are inside your shirt, feeling your burning skin while you sit on his lap, basically grinding against him.

"Are you sure?" he asks, sincerely gazing into your eyes to ensure that you're not saying it out of pressure.

You gently smiled at his considerate attitude, leaning in to peck his lips and smiling at him softly, "I'm sure."

There were a few moments of silence, still contemplating whether he should continue, not until you slightly moved on top of him, effectively rubbing your aching core against his hard on.

"Alright, alright," he chuckled, shuffling around until he was able to lay you down on the mattress, "my baby is so impatient."

"I can't help it," you whined, gripping his shirt in an attempt to pull it off him, "I just.. want you so bad."

His eyes darkened, "Keep saying that, baby." he removed his shirt, revealing his toned body that made you drool before he leaned down, lips hovering above yours, "I might not be able to contain myself."

"Then don't."

He breathed through his teeth before aggressively kissing you once more, forcing his tongue inside your mouth and making sure to lick every crevice. A small yelp coming from you when you felt his hand grope your left breast, his thumb pushing on your nipple through your bra.

He went and sucked on your tongue, your face getting hot at the sensation while you let out a small moan.

He detaches his lips from you after a while, a string of saliva between you, a sign of the passionate make-out that took place.

"Let's remove this, yeah?" he smiled at you, taking your clothes off one by one until you're butt naked under him.

He told you he won't be able to behave, but look at him, treating you like glass. Like a goddess, and you love every moment of it.

"God, you're so beautiful." he complimented you, caressing your hips, lovingly staring at you while his hand crept up, feathery touches until he reached your face. "So perfect." he whispered, tucking a hair behind your ear.

"Stop it!" you whined, your hands flying to cover your face, being shy at the attention you're getting from it.

"What?" he snickers, gently removing your hands and leaving a lingering peck on your cupid's bow before sliding his lips down your neck, his murmurs tickling your skin, "Just saying the truth."

"Oh-!" you were pleasantly surprised when he began kissing your neck, leaving some love marks here and there as his palm covered your chest, tugging on your nipples.

"Oh god, Yeosang." you moaned, now feeling his mouth on your mound, sucking on it and lightly biting.

Soon, his other free hand snaked into your stomach and down to your navel, squeezing your inner thighs before experimentally dipping a finger into your heat.

He released your nipple with a 'pop' sound, "Mmh, so wet for me already, baby?" he rhetorically asked, but you still nodded, eyes tightly shut as you're too focused on the newly found bliss.

His fingers easily find your clit, rubbing it in numbers and shapes that made your legs twitch, "Feels too good." you said, holding on to the sheets when you felt something.

Your breathing got heavy, focusing more on the jolting pleasure on your core, not until he stopped.

"Why?!" you cried out, opening your eyes and throwing your boyfriend a glare, frustrated that you couldn't reach your high.

Yeosang made a show of licking his fingers clean, "Sorry," he says, but without any remorse in his tone, "I kind of want you to cum on my tongue because look," he showed you his glistening digits, "you taste so good."

You whimpered, not knowing what to do with his dirty talks.

"Told you not to be impatient." he clicks his tongue, positioning himself in between your legs and taking a whiff of your scent. "Fuck, you smell so good too."

Then he dives him, earning him a gasp and a pull on his hair, courtesy of you because his wet muscle on your pussy makes you feel a lot of things. Heavenly things.

He laps at your juices, sucks on your clit and you twitch when you felt a wiggling finger inside you.

"More." you moaned, making him add another finger as he curled his digits around, finding your spongy spot that had you rolling your eyes.

"Oh god! Yes! I-I'm-" you wailed, getting the clue that you're close, Yeosang made more effort. He sucked harder on your clit, his fingers getting into a hellish pace until finally, you let the pressure on your lower belly go, but it felt.. wet. Too wet even.

"Holy crap." Yeosang smirked, your juices flowing down his chin and hands, "Did I just made you squirt?"

What? Squirt?

"I'm sor-" you began apologizing but he shut you up with a kiss, guiding your legs around his waist and putting your arms on his shoulders.

"Don't say sorry baby, it was hot." he smirked, then you felt his tip prodding at your entrance, "Are you really sure about this?"

You gazed into his bright, brown orbs. Full of worry and love, and at that moment, all you wanted to do is give yourself to him.

"Yes, I'm all yours."

"Alright then," he pushed only the tip but it was enough to stretch you out a bit, "I'll go slow. Tell me if you want to stop."

You nodded, inhaling and exhaling to prepare yourself. You know it will hurt. Based on what you read, heard, and see. But you trust the man on top of you, you know that he'll take care of you.

Yeosang started pushing in, inch by inch, tenderly massaging your hips as a way to give relief during the uncomfortable stretch.

"Ah!" you cried out, feeling your hymen break at the intrusion.

It was too painful, which was likely since it's your first time.

Then, something trickled.

Red.

"Shit!" he cursed, "You're bleeding, baby, fuck. I'm so sorry."

He panicked, which made you panic as well.

He hastily pulled out of you, standing up from the bed and getting some wipes to clean up the blood.

Damn it, he only sees this in movies. So, it really does happen in real life. What a fucking revelation for the both of you.

"Does it hurt?" he asked after a while, kissing your forehead and staring apologetically into your eyes, making sure that you're not in any kind of discomfort.

You actually felt like tearing up, how did you even manage to bag a man like him.

He's there, painfully hard and possibly at the verge of being blue balled but he ignores all that, choosing to focus on your well being.

"Yeosang," you called for his name, cupping his cheeks and kissing him passionately, "I'm fine. Let's continue."

"Are you sure? What if-"

You placed a finger on his lips, rolling over so now you're on top of him, the biggest signs for him to shut up and proceed with what is supposed to happen tonight.

"It's okay." you reassured him once more, kissing him fully as you do so, "I don't want to do this with anyone but you." you whispered against his lips, lifting your hips and doing the work of filling you up with his girth.

You gasped at the intrusion, feeling the stretch once more but it wasn't as bad as before.

You don't know where you're getting the confidence, but to hell with it, anyone would feel bold if your significant other looks at you like the deities sculpted you themselves.

Eyes full of warmth, longing, and desire.

To hell with everything.

You started moving without giving it any second thoughts, you are tired of waiting and you know that the stinging pain would soon go away.

"Slow down baby, I-" Yeosang mumbled, gripping your hips as a way to control your movements.

You really don't mind the burning feeling in your thighs as you move up and down on his length, but boy did you want to ignite a fire within him.

"If you want me to slow down," you whispered, "then make me."

Well, that did the trick. Yeosang's eyes darkened and the grip he has on your hips is now bruising, "Didn't take you for a brat, really."

He scoffs and he definitely does take control of the situation, stilling you on his lap as he closes his eyes.

Ah, this is life, he thinks.

The way your drenching pussy clenches on his cock. So warm, so good. He could seriously bust a nut from the feeling of you alone, but that wouldn't be fun now, isn't it?

Your moans got louder when he started drilling into you. You can't move as he restrains you in his lap, making him do all the work, rutting his hips until your juices are rolling down your inner thighs and drips onto his own skin.

"Yeosang!" you whined his name, his unforgiving pace made you throw your head back, getting dizzy from the pleasure.

"Take it, baby." he says, his thrusts getting erratic as he chased his high while simultaneously waiting for you to finish first.

"Yeosang, I'm close." you panted, throwing your palms against his chest as an attempt to stabilize yourself.

"Cum all over me, princess." he says hotly, taking one of your hands and bringing it up to his mouth, sucking on your index and middle finger.

He really knows how to rile you up, and that was just enough for you to combust when you truly felt his tongue circling around your digits. Coming all over his length, your clenching heat allows him to finally cum as well, your insides milking him dry.

He went and grabbed your neck, bringing you in for a hot and messy kiss, panting against each other's mouth as you both came down from your high.

"That was so good." you smiled, clinging to him and wanting to go to sleep when the tiredness seeps into your muscles.

"Sleepy?" he asked you, to which you could only nod.

"Alright, let's clean up first so we're not sticky." he says, giving you a final kiss before preparing to stand up, "I love you."

You laughed, giddy and still feeling the dopamine in your veins, "I love you more."

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maleyanderecafe · 10 months

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Mushroom Oasis (Visual Novel)

Created by: DeersphereStudios

Genre: Romance/Horror

Mushroom Oasis is very cute, and I love Mychael's design a love (I'm a huge sucker for good monster design). @deerspherestudios always seems to make pretty nice games with cute characters and it was really nice to be able to hang out with Mychael! The artwork in it is also very pretty and cozy, much like Mychael himself.

The story starts out with the MC losing their cat, and has become worried about their disappearance. After being unable to look for them, they desperately look into the forest near their house. After wandering for a very long time, they end up stepping in a fairy circle, where they pass out due to the spores after finding their cat's collar.

Waking up in a cabin, they are tended by someone with messy hair. The two of them talk for a while, with the guy revealing himself to be named Mychael. The MC finds Mychael's appearance to be a little bit odd given the horns, his green skin and his pointed ears. The MC tries to ask Mychael where their cat is, showing them a picture of her, but Mycheal doesn't seem to know. Mychael seems touched that the MC is willing to go out of their way to find their cat, and is happy to make conversation with him. While the MC tries to go home, Mycheal seems to convince them using his spores that they should stay. Mycheal brings the MC to the kitchen and offers them food.

If the MC refuses and leaves, Mycheal will reluctantly let them, but as they walk, they end up falling to the forest's influence, passing out. The end is Mycheal walking sadly to see the body of the MC taken by the mushrooms in the ground next to their cat.

If they agree, Mycheal will cook them something and the MC eats it eagerly. The two talk about why Mycheal lives in the woods until the MC accidentally drops their mug on the floor... which Mycheal catches with his tail, later revealing his four eyes. This can lead the MC to either freak out or stay calm.

If the MC decides to calm down, Mycheal will become bashful hiding behind his plate, telling the MC that he'd be willing to hide his eyes if they'd prefer. The MC drinks the tea, and reassures Mycheal about his appearance. Mycheal insists on having the MC stay for the night.

If the MC freaks out, they will try to escape. Mycheal tries to get them to calm down. They can either attempt to take the sewing needles as a defense or leave them.

Leaving them will cause Mycheal to grab the MC forcefully and use his spores to brainwash them into calming down. He cries a bit, sad that he won't be able to love the "real" MC but is willing to play along with the sedated and brainwashed version of them. The MC is then brainwashed into believing that they've been with Mycheal all of their life as Mycheal plays along with this state.

Taking the needles will cause Mycheal to release spores to get the MC to calm down, however, if the MC does attack him, the needles are stabbed into his heart causing him to fall down bleeding. As Mycheal dies on the floor, he talks about how happy he was that the MC was there with him before dying. The MC feels regret.

I gotta say that this artwork is way, WAY too pretty, from the backgrounds to the characters, it's just really cozy and it's great. I love Mychael's design since I love looking at unique monster designs and it's pretty cool seeing a mushroom based monster character. His four eyes are just so expressive, and he has cute expressions. The creator really has to pull on the heartstrings on the ending where he dies though, don't they.

As a yandere, Mychael is pretty interesting because he is pretty much doing the right thing in forcing the MC to stay with him. As we see in the bad endings, if the MC does end up leaving Mychael's cabin, then they end up being taken by the forest much like their cat, so subduing the MC using his spores is probably the best he can do to make sure that they don't leave, even if it's likely out of selfishness as well since he is pretty lonely. The spores do raise up the question of how powerful his mind control is, as we see that sometimes the MC can break out of it, while in others, such as the ending where the MC is braindead, they can pretty much completely erase their memory. It might come down to how much is released in the air or even what kinds are released. It's possible it might come from his eyes as well, since they turn into a sort of pink hypnotic state. Mind control in yandere stories is an interesting topic to get into since it goes into the idea of if the yandere is okay with an MC that doesn't really have a free will anymore and the amount of angst if they do ever snap out of it. Mychael is a curious creature since I'm not sure we know where he came from or if he's the only one of his kind. My theory is that he's some sort of mutation with the forest (since he's able to sort of tell when the forest "takes" someone and is unaffected by it or at least knows how to avoid it) and possibly was chased out by humans at some point as well (thus his complex about his appearance) so he's forced into isolation. Or I'm completely wrong since there can be a lot of reasons why he isolates himself so much. Also, his blushing sprite? Adorable, I love it.

Overall, a pretty cute demo. I like how it's introduced with the MC running after their cat which I feel is pretty different from how other VNs I've played initially introduce their MC. I'm curious to see how Mycheal will develop as a yandere as the story goes on.

#Mushroom oasis #male yandere #yandere #yandere boy #recommendations #visual novel #ongoing

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satrs · 10 months

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𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯! PART 2

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ I'm rlly surprised so many ppl liked this series and I'm happy to do this part 2! Enjoyyy!^^

SYNOPSIS; random moments of the bllk men with their children!

FEATURING; NAGI SEISHIRO. MIKAGE REO. ITOSHI SAE. ISAGI YOIICHI. OLIVR AIKU.

TAGS; kids(duhhh). fluffffff. mention of marrige. pregnant reader in Reo's.

WORD COUNT; 1.6k

NAGI SEISHIRO & KOUSEI

"Sei'. Kousei. Get up, it's time." Seishiro only groaned in return as you lightly shook him awake, drifting back into sleep.

You were growing irritated with how long you've been trying to wake the both of them up because your husband happened to be a professional sleeper and unfortunately, your son inherited that from him. Finally, you pulled off the blanket of them, revealing your son curled up on his father's stomach, matching blue pajamas with pandas on them now visible.

You took a moment to admire the sight before you, your harsh expression softening for a moment before snapping back to reality. "Come on, Sei. You're acting like a big baby." You reached out to lift the toddler from Seishiro, gasping in surprise as his eyes snapped open, protectively wrapping around his son as he scanned the area for any danger. "Well, good morning to you, too."

He visibly relaxed his demeanor at the sight of your form, sleepy expression back on as he plopped back onto the sheets, arm wrapping around your son. "Blanket please. We're cold." Seishiro slurred out in a sleepy voice, one hand reaching for you and repeating a gripping motion.

You looked at him in disbelief. "You know that we have to go. Get up already." He opened one eye at that. "Where?" You giggled at his words, palming your face. "We're invited over at my friend's house, remember? She really wants to see Kousei."

His eyes closed back at that, causing you to look at him with a blank expression. "What a hassle. We can be a little late, it won't be that big of a deal. The star and his bodyguard need a bit more nap time."

Before you could snap at him, you stopped yourself as you saw your son reach his tiny arms up his father's neck, snuggling onto him tightly.

Maybe you can spare your baby boys a bit more rest.

MIKAGE REO & KANA

"Hello? Hiroko?" You giggled at Reo's antics, his ear on your stomach as the both of you laid in bed. His theory was that your baby girl should choose her name for herself. That would work like this- Reo would be 'knocking' at the door - leaning against your belly- and 'call out' for her. If she liked the name, she would make herself noticeable somehow.

"'Rich child'? You can't be serious." You asked between laughter, his serious actions just too hilarious. "Don't laugh! We won't be able to know if she likes it or not that way." Only more laughter bubbled up inside of you as you tried to lay still, body slightly jolting.

He mumbled under his breath, crossing out the name on his list. "It's ok, Reo. We don't have to come up with it on the spot, we still got some time", you said after calming down, trying to lighten his pouty expression.

There was only one more name left. He breathed out in disappointment, holding his hand against your swollen belly. "You won't like Kana either, right, little girl?" His last string of hope snapped, but as he was about to cross out the name, you stopped him, your eyes widening. "Reo, look." You lead his hand to the side of your belly, bright smile on your face as you felt a kick against it.

He looked at you in uttermost disbelief, soon being replaced by the brightest smile you had ever seen, giggling as he leaned down to talk to his daughter.

"I knew it! Kana. Kana, Kana, Kana. Was my favorite anyway." He giggled, and you soon followed, your hand gliding through his purple locs as he began to ramble all kind of nonsense to his unborn daughter, as if she was already born.

"And what if it turns out to be a boy in the end?" His eyes snapped up at your face, unreadable expression on his face. "She won't. It's a girl. Kana. Right, little one?" Another kick was visible at the other side of your belly as he rushed his hand on the spot, bright smile plastered back on his face as he looked at you.

"See? I told you."

ITOSHI SAE & LUIZA

"Daddy? When are you coming home? I miss you." Your daughter pouted into the phone at the sight of her father, him returning a loving smile. "I'll be there as soon as you wake up, darling. Until then, listen to your mother and go to bed."

"No! I want to wait for you!" Luiza eyes already began to water as you desperately tried to stop her tears from falling. "Luiza, darling. Didn't you hear what Daddy said?”, the sniffling of his four-year-old daughter hurting him at heart.

He really hated times like this - when he had to be so far away from his family for work. But he already had a plan in mind to make it up.

"Luiza, please, don't cry. I got a surprise for you when I'm home. For the both of you, actually." You both looked at each other in surprise and back at the phone, earning a chuckle from the young man. God - she really resembled you so much-from your hair all the way to her facial expressions and personality, only the eyes and color resemble him.

"What is it?" You asked, curious. "I'm not telling." You began to pout now, waiting for him to continue. "Luiza. You remember which country you were born in?" He ignored you, looking into his phone to find his daughter with squinted eyes, smile on his face once you gave her the phone back, still pouting. "Yes! Spain!" The both of you chuckled at her quick response. "That's right. So I thought, how about we all go over there for vacation once I'm back? But you need to go to bed right now, or we won't go."

That was all it took for your daughter to throw the phone onto the couch, Sae's face twisting in confusion at the shaky screen before him until you picked up the phone, an exhausted huff coming from you and joyful cheers with loud stomping heard in the distance.

"Thank you. I thought I'd never get her to bed."

ISAGI YOIICHI & SHO

"You got this ! You're almost at the goal, don't give up!" You giggled at the sight before you, your husband holding your little one-year-old child under both arms, leading him to the goal while helping him kick the ball.

“And, and”, your husband’s voice grew in excitement as the both of them reached nearer to the goal, your little son giggling away as he kicked the ball with all his might, concentrated look on his face. “Goallll!”

He lifted young Sho up high, spinning him around, earning a joyful laugh from the child. "You are him! You are the best, Sho!" The young boy barely understood anything his father was rambling about except for his name, laughing and giggling like crazy because of his father's funny expressions.

You burst out laughing at Isagi’s loud voice, walking up to join the two in their victory. “Did you see that Y/N? Our son will be just like me, no- even better!”

"Slow down. He still has to learn how to talk and walk proberally." Your words made the man huff out a pity laugh as he lifted his son in his arms, victorious smile on his face. "That's secondary. It's more important that he becomes the best-" He stopped himself at the sight of your stern glance, arms crossed over your chest.

"C'mon, baby! You should support the future number one striker from day one! The whole world will bow before Isagi Sho- the best, the most glorious, the jewel of the crown."

A slight smile twitched up your lips at Yoichi's words. "If I didn't already know that you were a striker, I would've thought you're a commentator." It was his turn to chuckle, now heading to the goal to confiscate the ball. "Alright, Sho. Once more, your talking studies can wait-"

You cleared your throat in a loud manner, his words falling silent at your judging expression.

"Yuppp, talking and walking first."

OLIVER AIKU & ALMA

"Alma. A- L- M- A. See?" Oliver tried his best to teach his five year old girl the alphabet, but it was hard to do so when she barely sparred him a glance. "Now you." His fingers tapped onto the alphabet that was laid in front of him on the table, his little daughter on his lap, playing with her toys.

He breathed out in defeat, his eyes wandering to you in the living room, enjoying your favorite TV show. "Y/NNNN. I can't do it. She doesn't even look." You looked at him and her at the dinner table, a chuckle leaving your lips as your attention turned back to the TV. "You're at it for barely five minutes, Oli'. Maybe do a word that would make her listen?"

A word that would-? Oh, yes, he knew one. He let out a villain - like laugh, his daughter looking at him in confusion. "Candy. Show me the letters and if you're correct, then-"

"No. No more sweets. She already had enough for today." She pouted at that, Oliver ushering her near him. "Mommy doesn't have to know, I'll give you some." Alma's eyebrow twitched up in question, her toys long abandoned on the floor. "But daddy, I can't spell that. It’s too long."

This caught your attention, looking over at them, sensing Oliver's panicked expression. "Shhh! Why would you-" "What did he say, Alma?" Oliver gave her a look of 'please don't tell her I'm not in the mood for trouble tonight' but Alma did just that, with a big grin on her face too, bursting out laughing once you looked at her father in a strict manner. "Oh, is that so?"

Once Alma stopped laughing, she pointed her finger at the letter 'B'.

"Busted!"

ᵃˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ k-azus.°

#my work 𓆩⟡𓆪 #blue lock fluff #bllk fluff #ᴋ-ᴀᴢᴜꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴍᴀɴ! ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ.ᶻz #ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴅᴀᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ.ᶻz #blue lock #blue lock x female reader #isagi fluff #itoshi sae fluff #oliver aiku fluff #nagi fluff #reo fluff

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og-danny-dorito · 2 years

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[ Ghost and Soap Comforting A Crying!S/O ]

⚠️𝔗𝔚⚠️: crying, hurt/comfort, small text used in post (warning for my visually impaired readers)

[ Simon "Ghost" Riley ]

it's kinda funny because even though he's thought to be this deadly, calculating soldier he's awfully still when he sees you upset

in fact, he almost seems timid

ghost approaches you after he gets his bearings, moving with a little more noise than he normally would so as not to startle you or anything

you don't acknowledge him at first, tears seeming to barely cease their tirade down your cheeks even as he softly places himself next to you on your cot

it creaks under his weight- enough to gain your attention but not enough to feel imposing -and he waits

ghost is a patient man. he won't pressure you into speaking, won't immediately ask what's wrong, just sit there and act as a silent comfort to you while you let out the rest of your feelings until you're ready to talk

he fucking hates admitting it but seeing you upset makes him upset

his presence is enough of a question by itself, the extra weight on your cot enough to act like a silent reminder that he's still there and ready to hear what you have to say. he tries his best to hide that he's getting a little emotional about it though.

what happened to make you feel like this? why are you crying? who hurt you?

if you choose to answer his unspoken questions and tell him what's wrong he listens quietly, nodding his head and humming gently as if to assure you that he's listening to you

ghost isn't much for verbal affirmations, but if he feels like the both of you are comfortable enough with each other to initiate physical contact, he moves to wrap an arm around your shoulders and pull you in

in an odd way it's... comforting. he doesn't say anything, but he holds you there. and it says enough

he's worried about you and you know that, and you slowly lean into his chest so that you can let your weight join his where you're sat

he rubs his hand in circles on your arm, saying quiet things to comfort you

it could range from anything to "It's going to be alright, love." to "When we get our hands on that fucker we'll make them pay. Alright?", but you know it isn't just empty promises

he only speaks when he means it, and you know for a fact that what he says is genuine

[ John "Soap" MacTavish ]

"Baby? Baby, what's wrong?"

you know he's concerned when he starts dropping the pet names, his voice soft as he comes up and envelopes you in his arms without any other words

he waits till you calm down until he finally asks what happened, who he needs to kill, etc etc, and makes an effort to listen to you intently

he's very caring and perceptive (sometimes too much for his own good), and seeing someone so close to him so hurt makes him feel hurt

he wipes your tears with the pads of his thumbs and holds your face in his hands as he looks at you with those pretty blues you love so much, his expression showing the concern he's trying not to reveal too much of

out of pretty much all of 141 i would say he's by far the most emotionally perceptive (even though that isn't saying much), and so he can usually sense if something is up from a mile away

soap's gentle when he cares for you, listening intently to what you have to say and offering whatever he can to make it better

he doesn't like seeing his baby upset :(

soap is probably the best when it comes to comforting you considering he almost immediately knows what to do, knowing when to give you space or when to keep you company depending on who you are as a person

if you need to cry into his chest he's more than happy to let you and rubs slow circles into your back as you let out the last of your tears

it's to the point where even now, like countless times before, you feel as if he almost knows you better than yourself, the weight on your chest lifting a little when he cracks a joke or two to ease the tension

once you're done the two of you get something to eat and he makes the bed for you, offering to have a bath together. it's nothing sexual, he just wants to take care of you tonight.

and he does a damn good job of taking care of you. don't thank him though he'll say something corny like "What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't?"

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spooky-bunnys · 11 months

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Hey! Can I get the new episode of Baby Haitani? I love your series and look forward to its new episodes!!

I was already writing it when I was asked this and I finished it as fast as I could. So here you go.

Haitani Baby Brother

Part 3

It's been many weeks since (Name) found out he was pregnant. He was extremely scared at first. But now he's excited. He's gonna have a pup! (Name) rubbed his slightly bigger stomach with a soft smile. His brothers on the other hand were gettingout of control if he wasbeing honest. They wee becoming more protective then usual. Which (Name) thought they couldn't do honestly.

He thought back to a few days ago. So far (Name)'s biggest craving has been Cheesecake for some reason. But Ran had gone with (Name) on his cheesecake adventure. When he ran into his ex. His ex took one look at Ran and how (Name)'s tight shirt showed his slightly pregnant stomach. Let's just say the Alpha wasn't happy about "his" omega getting pregnant. Ran nearly killed the guy if it wasn't for (Name).

But when the Alpha demanded that (Name) get rid of the pup he was carrying so he could carry his....well (Name) let Ran finish him off. Ran had gotten (Name) and his craving before quickly getting him away from the Bakery. Now that (Name) thought about it. His brothers have been very touchy on where he goes. They won't even let him go back to their work place anymore! Like they're trying to avoid him meeting someone....

(Name) sighed and ate another peanut butter covered pickle. Okay so he's started his weird craving phase and he's pretty sure he made his current body guard sick from it considering nobody even wants to be in the same room with him while he eats. He had an appointment today and he was just waiting for one of his brothers to come get him. There was always one of them with him.

Except when important meetings were held. Like now. (Name) changed the channel. He was tired of the news honestly. They talk about how bad Bonten was. What about how bad the government was? He shook his head and pouted when he realized he was out of pickles. "Oh! Maybe we have some honey! I can definitely go for some honey toast." (Name) walked past the long mirror in the hallway and froze. He looked like he was getting so big...

(Name) turned to the side and rubbed his stomach. Okay it was quite a bit bigger then last week. What the fuck? (Name) paled slightly. Why was he getting so big so quickly? The front door behind him opened revealing his brothers smiling happily before they noticed the nearly crying and pale (Name). The brother stood still. Not moving. Rindou slowly opened his mouth to ask what was wrong when (Name) started crying.

"Why am I getting so big so quickly?!" The brothers traded looks. Shoving one another to calm down their crying brother. Ran lost when Rindou kicked the back of his knee and sent him into the floor. He turned glaring at Rindou who was too "busy" checking the calendar. Ran stood and tried (hint word: tried) to calm (Name) down but the Omega kept crying.

"I'm too big for one baby! What if there's more then one?! No Alpha will want me!" The brothers froze and thought about his statement. (Name) indeed was bigger then usual for being almost 3 ½ months pregnant. But they haven't been able to go to many appointments due to Bonten. Ran shared a look with Rindou before carefully pulling (Name) close.

"Well maybe you have twins (Name). That's okay we'll love all of you and them the same. You don't need an Alpha when you have your Anikis!" That just made (Name) crying more. Ran started freaking out trying to get Rindou to help him out. Rindou rolled his eyes at his older brother but frowned in thought. Ran had done a few tests with the pup or pups their baby brother is carrying and they are Sanzu's.

The brothers have been doing everything they can to make sure they don't meet. They don't want (Name) getting heart broken and they know what'll happen if he's rejected. (Name) could actually die and the brothers just couldn't let that happen. He was everything to them. Rindou took a deep breath looking as serious as he could. "(Name) listen while your at the appointment with Aniki. I'm gonna look for that Alpha okay?"

Ran looked over at him with absolute panic. (Name) calmed down briefly looking at Rindou with tears still going down his face. "R-Really?" Rindou nodded his face so soft. Ran didn't understand. He thought they decided to keep them apart. Yeah Sanzu gives them money for (Name) and his cravings. But they could lose their baby brother and his their future nieces and nephews. Rindou gave Ran a look and nodded. Ran sighed in defeat and lead (Name) away to get ready.

Rindou didn't know what came over him when he got to Bonen head quarters and saw an upset Sanzu in his older brothers office. One second he was texting Ran about the appointment and entering the office next he had Sanzu against the desk. A hand wrapped around Sanzu's neck. The test results between Sazu and the pups. Along with a shirt (Name) had left in the panic room. "What are you doing in here?!" Rindou growled.

He didn't expect a whimper in return. He expected Sanzu to growl back at him. When Rindou's phone rang he didn't hesitate to answer still holding Sanzu down. It was Ran and by the sound of his excitement their earlier thoughts were correct. "Rin! (Name) is gonna have twins! Turns out one had been hiding behind the other!" He cold hear his baby brother sobbing in the background which made the hold on Sanzu tighten.

Ran hung up after talking for a few more minutes. Making plans on what to do with the pups. Rindou started down his co-worker. "Hear that druggie? Twins. You got my brother pregnant. With. TWINS!" Before Rindou could actually do any damage he was ripped off Sanzu. "Hey! I can smell the anger from Mikey's office! What's going on?" That's when the other members saw the test results and the pale Sanzu.

Takeomi slowly grabbed them holding them up for him and the others to see. "Are you serious? Were you still trying to get out of that!?" They looked at him in disappointment. Rindou glared down at him. "We just found out (Name)'s got twins." The air froze as everyone let the information set. Twins? Kokonoi was the first to break the silence. "Twins?? Are you serious?!" Rindou nodded not taking his eyes off Bontens second. Waiting for his reaction.

Sanzu slowly made eye contact with him. "He's having two of my pups?" Takeomi looked overjoyed while Kakucho and Mochi didn't look too pleased. "You were gonna leave that poor male omega with twins?" Mochi scoffed. "You call yourself a man?" "All I see is a little bitch." Kakcho growled. They've gotten to know the Omega over the last few weeks. He was too sweet to be left like that. He didn't deserve it.

Mikey made his presence known. "If you leave that Omega. Say goodbye to Bonten. You'll also never meet your pups since (Name) is under our protection. We'll protect him even from you." Everyone stared at him. He'd kick Sanzu from Bonten over this? Mikey then marched and stood in front and Sanzu. "I'm surprised you don't remember him." Remember him?

"(Name) was one of the students at my grandfather's dojo." Rindou stiffened. That's right but after an incident with an Alpha kid the brothers took him out. "I didn't remember until I saw an old photo of us at the dojo. You, me, Baji, and little (Name)." Mikey crouched down and gripped the front of Sanzu's suit. "(Name) was the Omega you swore you'd marry remember? The one you swore to look after and protect!"

Mikey swung hitting him right across the face. "The one who got attack by a Alpha just a year older then us! Now look at him Haruchiyo....pregnant with twins. You're twins I may add." Sanzu slowly lifted himself off the floor and stared at the ground. "So what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with your Omega? The one who you swore you were gonna marry and look after?" It was like something clicked in his mind and then Sanzu was out the office door making his way to the Elevators.

His Omega needed him. His pups needed him.....He needed them. When he hit the lobby he ran as fast as he could. He ran passed multiple employees. He ran outside and directly to his car. He had seen on Ran's calendar that (Name) had an appointment at 3pm but now it was almost 5. So he knew (Name) had to be at home at the Haitani brothers penthouse. So he'd go there.

When Ran got the call from Rindou that Sanzu was on his way. He didn't know how to feel. He was told how their co-worker had "claimed" their baby brother as kids and apparently had completely forgot about it. Not until Mikey reminded him of the promise from so long ago. He remembers (Name) excitedly barging into his room one day after his lessons at the Dojo.

(Name) began explaining how he met the most handsome Alpha and how the Alpha swore and promised to look after him and marry him. Not even 2 weeks after that (Name) had been attacked by an older Alpha kid. He remembers how scared him and Rindou was that they'd lost (Name). He'd barley survived the attack. Thats when they decided to hide him from the world. They homeschooled him and kept him safe and away from any danger.

Until Sanzu Haruchiyo stepped into (Name)'s life again. Getting the male omega pregnant with not one pup but two. Which was extremely rare for omegas much less male omegas. Considering male Omega's could actually push the pups out. He knew this pregnancy was gonna be rough. For all the Haitani's. He turned to (Name) seeing him watching a cooking show and eating....a cheesecake? Where'd he get that?

"(Name) where did you get that cheesecake?" (Name) turned to his oldest brother and shrugged. "It was in front of the door when we got here." Ran immediately smacked the cheesecake out of his hands. "(Name)! Why would you eat it then?! What if there's something in it. Oh my god (Name) puke up what you ate right now!" Ran stuck his fingers into (Name)'s mouth and a little down his throat making (Name) puke what food he'd been eating.

(Name) looked at the ruined cheesecake with a heart broken expression before glaring at Ran. Ran was just realized what he did paled. Ah shit. Now (Name) was locked up in his room. Yelling at Ran to get him more cheesecake since he ruined the one he had. "But (Name) there could've been poison in it! Think about what it would've done to the pups!" Silence. "Thank you. Now can you get me a new cheesecake? I want a cheesecake with strawberries and chocolate..."

Ran sweatdropped. Man pregnant Omega's were really weird. Ran pulled out his phone and texted Rindou about how (Name) wanted a cheesecake with strawberries and chocolate. Ran didn't realize how much they were gonna spend on the cheesecakes (Name) would be craving. Like who likes that much cheesecake?! While Ran was ranting about his baby brothers craving the door bell had gone off.

Ran stood stiff since he knew that wasn't Rindou. Rindou hadn't even gotten to the Bakery where (Name) Likes his cheesecakes. It had to be that specific Bakery or dear god. Ran slowly crept to the front door. Gun drawn and ready. When he looked through the peak hole he saw a shifting Sanzu. Wait....how did he get here so fast? Ran cracked the door and stared through it. "Sanzu. What can I do for you?"

Sanzu looked up determined. "I'm here to see (Name)." Ran stared at him. "If. That's IF! I let you in, what are you going to do?" "I'm going to do what I need to do. Be there for him and our pups." Ran looked surprised and then stared not believing him. "Well I hope you know we expect you to actually stay with him...Sanzu. Not pretend to care for I'm and the pups. Do you plan kn making him your mate?"

Sanzu didn't hesitate to nod. "Yes. I do. I want to be with him and be there there for him and the pups." Ran stared before slowly unlocking and opening the door completely. "Well just to warn you. He's in a bad mood. A mysterious cheesecake showed up and when I found out he was eating it I flipped. Threw it to the ground and made him puke the rest up. So if he doesn't get a new cheesecake he won't be happy."

Sanzu walked through the door and threw Ran a playful look. "His biggest craving had been cheesecake?" Ran nodded chuckling. "Oh yeah. He always has to have it." Sanzu laughed. "Cheesecake is my favorite sweet. Although it has to be from a specific bakery." Ran looked confused before looking at him. "Same with (Name)'s cheesecake craving." Sanzu grinned. Those were definitely his pups. No doubt.

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kimhargreeves · 1 year

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Firefly-Hotaru Haganezuka x Reader

Summary: You've arrived at the Swordsmith village. There you are desperately trying to find Haganezuka but he keeps avoiding you, since you broke your sword, soon you realize he's also been avoiding you for a different reason.

It's been about two years and a half since I became a Hashira. In my time as one of the Pillars I came across many demons, good and bad, I would get injured a lot often than I would've liked to but it's part of the job. Though, not only I would take damage but my sword as well.

As soon as my sword would be broken I would have it repaired without question, though lately I got a very threatening letter from my swordsmith.

I clenched onto it and got weirded out by all the cussing and not so readable other letters if was spread across. I sighed and decided to take matters into my own hand, to go to the village myself.

Unfortunately I would not be able to head on my own since the village is hidden and I would have to be blindfolded and carried all the way there. God knows how long the trip was going to take.

"So, tell me who is your Swordsmith?!" The female Kakushi who was carrying me asked. We had been talking for a while.

"Mr Haganezuka! Thought I don't know if he'll want to make another sword for me."

At the mention of his name I felt the female Kakushi tense. "H-He's your Swordsmith?! I do hope he doesn't kill you."

"There's no way he'll kill someone like me!" I exclaim and held my cheeks and blushed. I began to remember the first and few times we had met up with each other, when I first became a Demon Slayer.

"(Y/N), your Swordsmith is here." My master the one who taught me all about slaying demons said picking me up from my room since I was resting since I was all bruised with a broken rib due to my training.

I quickly got myself up on my feet and met up with my master in the backyard garden and saw a tall man hiding his face.

"Mr. Haganezuka this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is the man who from now on will forge your swords-"

"That depends is she won't be a brat and break my precios swords."

"Huh?" Both my Master and I hummed and were taken back when Haganezuka all of the sudden stared at us and pointed at me with his finger then at the sword.

I blushed under the man's gaze, unsure is he was indeed glaring at me. "This sword was made with the best minerals I could find closest to the sun and made with rich-"

Wow is this man dedicated at making swords, and telling how they're made in detail. "Great! So tell me what to do!" I clapped my hands together and realized we were alone since my Master probably went to fetch something for Haganezuka to eat.

"Grab it the sword. Depending on the color is reveals your sword will be strong or weak."

"I don't believe in such things since the Slayer must be the powerful one, sure the blade helps but-" I shut my mouth when I felt his eyes on me as if telling me to shut up.

I decided to not say anything further on and instead grabbed the sword and held it in my hands, it changed almost nothing, just a light silver colored almost white. I jumped up when Haganezuka let out a scream saying how dull and not interesting the color was.

"Haganezuka calm yourself down." My Master said not fazed by his sudden outburst.

That was the first time I had met him….

"So you're a Hashira now?" Haganezuka calmly said setting my new sword down and handing it to me.

I nodded my head smiling, "Yes, i didn't expect it to happen but it did. I fought a strong upper demon. I swore to protect those less stronger than me, besides, I just found out I have a cousin who just started his demon slaying practice."

"Congratulations. Though don't get so confident just because your a Hashira now." I watched Haganezuka unveil the new and beautiful sword.

I held it up and examined how beautifully it was made. "Though my fighting skills wouldn't have been impressive without your swords, this will surely scare the demons. Thank you Mr. Haganezuka."

I bowed my head and raised it back up and saw him staring at me through the odd mask, he said nothing.

"Though this'll be the last time I'll do it! This if the fourth swords I made and it can't get any better than this." He threatened.

I started to remember my Masters words and the one of the other Swordsmith. "Haganezuka is an awful temper, if things were to get out of hand, tickle his sides."

I hummed at the memory of those words but decided to say nothing and I smiled at him.

"And what are you smiling for?!"

"Oh nothing!" I sang.

I reached out and grabbed a bento I did with mitarashi dango since I've seen Haganezuka is a fan of it. "Here, I did these for you!"

I held out the box and saw Haganezuka open the box and examine it. "I've seen you always enjoy it, and don't want you leaving on an empty stomach."

I was taken back when I saw light bubbles coming from out of the mask. What the hell?? I commented against it and smiled.

"Why not eat just one here?!" I suggested wanting to see behind the mask. I carefully reached out and lifted the mask just a bit and I felt him gripping the wrist tightly, slowly not applying pressure.

"Quit it Hashira! if you know what's best for you, get working and quit minding other's business." Haganezuka huffed and started walking away.

The next time I had seen Haganezuka was when I was leaving for another mission and stumbled upon Tanjiro Kamado. I have heard from him before, Giyu was the one who informed me of him and his demon sister Nezuko.

They intrigued me especially since I had learned that they are my long distance cousins. I had written to Tanjiro once congratulating him when I learned he passed the exam.

When I was still a little girl I was adopted to a family, since my real parents were killed by demons trying to protect me and their village. I don't remember anything about them but I am grateful that I was adopted into a loving home. Unfortunately, they were also taken away from me. But now I'm happy to know that I have a bit of family left.

"Hello Tanjiro!" I exclaimed smiling at the dark red haired boy.

"(Y/N)! I received your letter. Thank you your words were if help!" I smiled at the boys enthusiasm.

"We only have each other left, might as well keep encouraging each other's work." I said giving him a thumbs up and I looked over and saw Haganezuka with another Swordsmith.

"Haganezuka!" I cheered and saw him flinch at my sudden shout. "Long time no see, I guess I'm always lucky that I run into you." I laughed and saw the man looking away from me and murmuring something at his partner.

Tanjiro looked at me then Haganezuka. "You both know each other?" He asked tilting his head.

"No"

"Yes we do!" I said ignoring Haganezuka's words as I blushed. "Anyway I have a long missions ahead of me. See you later." I gave a peace sign to Tanjiro and Haganezuka and started running off to my mission.

"I genuinely think he's a great and kind man despite being so loud and frightening at times." I recalled as the Kakushi continued to carry me.

"I do hope you are right, Miss (Y/N)." Anyways we are here."

The Kakushi placed me on my feet and I began to unwrap the bandage around my eyes and I stared in awe at the village in front of me.

"Wow it's so beautiful!" I gasped.

The Kakushi next to me chuckled and bowed her head. "Glad to know it exceeded your expectations. I hope for us to meet in the future once more."

"The pleasure has been all mine." I smiled and bowed my head as well.

I kept staring at everywhere the further I began to walk into the village. I saw many people working and kids playing around, I still wonder why they keep hyotokko masks on their faces. I started walking towards where I assume is the chiefs place, I walked up the stairs and was greeted by two men in masks and they took me in to see the chief.

I patiently waited for the man to speak when I saw knelt down on the tatami floor. "Miss (Y/N). I had been expecting you, young lady."

I hummed and bowed my head down the floor and greeted myself to him. "It's an honor to meet you Chief Tecchin!"

"My what manners and dedication. You remind me of the young boy that came earlier today."

"Boy?" I ask raising my head back up.

The man nodded his head, despite the small stature I could tell he is highly respected here and he looks sorta cute too.

"He had a green and black haori with hanafuda earrings."

So that means Tanjiro is here as well. "I assume you are here for Haganezuka am I correct?"

"Yes, sir. You see Tanjiro is my cousin and we both were assigned to Haganezuka. My sword broke easily this time though it was my fault for-"

"No. It wasn't your fault, he didn't forge a sword with his best intentions which is why it breaks easily." The man said in a serious voice. He suddenly got scary like Haganezuka.

"I-I don't think-"

"We'll give him a beating for not working correctly and denying to make a sword for a lady as yourself." The man next to the Chief said with the Chief eagerly nodding his head.

So scary.

"Where is he anyways?" I asked wanting to see Haganezuka.

"Hotaru has run off as of lately. Wanting to be alone as usual." The Chief told me.

"Hotaru? Is that his first name?" I ask intrigued to know a bit more about him.

"Mhm I picked it myself! Though Hotaru doesn't like his name saying it's to cute for a man like him."

"I think it's such a cute and lovely name." I blushed and held my face together. Firefly. That's what his name means. Though he surely isn't as fragile as one.

"Happy to know someone else agrees with me. I adopted the boy when he was just a child."

I sat just a bit closer paying attention to his words and finding myself wanting to see Hotaru again. So we have more in common that I thought. He also lost his parents like me.

"Did Hotaru lose his parents as well?"

The Chief stared at me and shook his head. "Nope. His parents couldn't keep up with his anger so I took him as my own."

Oh damn. My body froze since I didn't expect that.

"You did lose yours did you not? Do you have any memories of them?

I stared down at my lap and back at the Chief to show respect. "Unfortunately I don't have any memories of them. All that I know if that they protected the village they had been living and everyone was massacred by a demon, I believe it was Muzan Kibutsuji."

"You are (Y/N) (L/N) are you not? I remember your parents, they were a part of this village you see. Your father was born here and while trusting outside he met your mother, she agreed to move to the village with him but over time they left, you were born here (Y/N). That means that this is your home as well and you are welcome to stay for as long as you'd like."

I stared at the Chief surprised that he knew both my parents. A few years escaped from my eyes and I cleaned them with the sleeve of my haori and thanked the Chief to telling me all he knew about my parents.

"You are more than welcome to also enjoy of our hot springs. It can heal any wound or broken heart." The Chief sang and moved his hands around.

What does he mean by that?

"If Hotaru isn't seen in a day or two I'll be more than happy to assign a new swordsmith for you." The man said bowing his head. He's the one who made Shinobu's sword.

"I understand." I frowned not wanting to have a new person making my sword, but I have to put my feelings aside and be focused on my mission, to get a new sword done.

"Follow me." I bowed my head to chief Tecchin and followed one of masked men who was with him.

I silently started to follow him and noticed the sky was turning darker as well. "Do you wish to eat first or take a bath?"

"Bath is fine since I feel filthy." Though being in a bath while eating sounds like a great idea.

"Is there something bothering you?" I glanced at the masked man.

"It's about Hotaru isn't it?"

I flinched and froze when we stopped by a few stairs and I felt his eyes on me. "You're worried that a new swordsmith might not make your sword as you want to."

"..Right..of course." I breathed out thankful that he doesn't know the real reason.

"Well, the hot springs is just above the stairs. You're more than welcome to take your time and join us for dinner once you are finished." The man bowed his head and started to leave.

I heard a familiar caw and felt my crow land on my shoulder. "Might as well relax for a bit right" I asked and saw my crow flap it's wings when I began to climb up the stairs.

I felt like my legs were about to give up. I started to take my belt off along wiith my haori and began to unbutton my uniform when I heard another caw from my crow.

"Don't worry I won't take long, there's no one here anyways. You really are a hungry bird." I sighed glaring at the bird and beginning to undress myself completely until I was bare and submerged myself further into the hot waters.

"Food always tastes better while eating with someone else."

I nod along to Tanjiro's words. Right after taking a bath I arrived to meet up with Tanjiro and Nezuko. I hadn't realized that Mitsuri was here as well until Tanjiro told me about it, Shinazugawa's younger brother was also at the village.

"Indeed. So are you saying that you also came here for a sword?"

"Mr. Haganezuka seems to be avoiding me." Tanjiro pouted.

Glad to know I'm not the only one thinking about it. "Don't worry we can both go looking for him. I'm sure he isn't far off from the village."

I noticed Tanjiro's stare on me and looked at him surprised when I saw a blush on his face. "You've always spoken fond of Mr. Haganezuka. Is there maybe-"

"I just feel high admiration for his work! Nothing more!" I blushed as well and tried brushing the topic off.

Can't believe I'm having this conversation with someone younger than me. I continued to rambled on, "Besides as slayers we can't get close to people."

"I disagree!" Tanjiro exclaimed earning a hum from his sister. "That's what makes life beautiful as well, meeting new people and forming a close bond."

I smiled at Tanjiro and nodded once. "Seems like Kyojuro taught you well." I sadly said remembering my best friend.

"Tomorrow morning let's train and go out bets then." I gave him a thumbs up and earned a nod from him and Nezuko.

****"

The next morning Tanjiro and I met up with s boy from the village, Kotetsu, and the mist Hashira, Muichiro Tokito. As Hashira we have encountered with each other many times, but he doesn't seem to remember me that much or talk at all only when necessary.

Muichiro was aggressive and broke down the ancient doll the village boy had in his possession. The three of us fixed it up a bit and I let Tanjiro train with the doll since I had fought with it but was extremely hard.

The doll was designed after the first demon slayer. If fighting the doll was hard enough, I couldn't imagine fighting him in the flesh. I decided to stay with Tanjiro just for a bit, to cheer him on.

I made Tanjiro stand up straight in a certain position and hold the wooden katana he had right. The young masked boy gasped when Tanjiro was swept to it's feet and was knocked out. I was nearby going over back to Tanjiro when I heard a familiar voice.

Is that Hotaru?!

I began to quicken my pace and run over calling out his name. I noticed the young boy turn around looking at me in a panic and I saw Haganezuka's tall figure running fast away from us.

"Haganezuka! Come back here you coward." I shouted and stared at the direction he left and pouted.

I clenched my fists together and glared at where he left, also feeling a bit heartbroken that he didn't face me. I moved quickly to look at the masked boy, Kotetsu.

"You! Why didn't you say anything?!" The boy shrieked when he saw my cold expression.

"I-I don't know what you mean Hashira!" He shouted back.

"I lowered down a bit and glared at the boy and pointing at him, "I've told you my name is (Y/N)!"

The boy looked back at me and said nothing, "(Y/N)…right no wonder I've heard the name before. Mr. Haganezuka has spoken about you."

Tilting my head to the side I could notice Kotetsu muttering something to himself and a blush across the mask. Is everyone is this village weird?

"Good things I hope." I huffed and decided to go back and help Tanjiro up to his feet. "Anyways there's no time for me to be chasing that childish man, better help Tanjiro back up."

I helped Tanjiro up and gave him at least a sip of water since Kotetsu refused to give him any. "Ready to do this Tanjiro?"

My cousin Tanjiro was weak but he refused to give up. I gave him a thumbs up and watched Tanjiro begin to continue training.

#hotaru haganezuka #demon slayer #swordsmith village arc #kimetsu no yaiba #haganezuka x reader #tanjiro x genya #nezuko kamado #demon slayer genya #mitsuri kanroji

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bteezxyewriter12 · 8 hours

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You Won't Regret Me/ 3

Pairing- Wooyoung x Named Reader

Word count- 3k

Includes- Soft sex, missionary, multiple orgasms, some fluff, angst

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Eight months later

Wooyoung POV

My phone goes off, rousing me from sleep

"Shut that fucking thing off", she murmurs in my neck

"Oh shush", I grumble, moving one arm from around her and fumbling for my phone on the night stand

I stop the ringing, put my arm back around her and hold her again as I start falling back asleep

The phone goes off again and I groan

"Wooyoung!", she whines

"Alright Jo", I sigh sleepily, "What the hell do you want me to do?"

"Put your damn phone on silent like I do"

Yeah not happening

Again, I reach for the phone, this time picking it up and looking at it

Hongjoong's calling

"Hello?", I answer

"I didn't say pick it up", she growls

"Shush", I tell her, moving my fingers in her hair and running through the strands softly

That calms her and will keep her quiet

For awhile at least

"Wooyoung, emergency meeting. I need you here now"

Oh for God sakes

"Right now?"

"It's an emergency meeting, yes right now, what the fuck?"

"Alright, alright"

"Do me a favor, pick up Joanne on your way. She has her damn phone off as usual"

"You should talk to her about that", I tell him

"Just do it"

"Yeah fine", I agree, "I'll be there soon"

"Good"

I hang up the phone then sigh

Time to wake up the demon

"Jo, get up. We have to go", I call, shaking her shoulder gently

"What the fuck Wooyoung?", she groans against my neck

"Emergency meeting. Hongjoong told me to pick you up on the way to the hideout"

She lifts her head from my shoulder, glaring at me

"Hey, I didn't wake you up. Hongjoong did. Take it up with him"

Her head drops back down to my chest, a huge sigh coming from her, "Fine"

With that, she disentangles from me, getting up from the bed and going to her bathroom

I can't fathom how she can go from sleeping to getting up right away without taking a few minutes to actually wake up

She just gets right up, no procrastinating, nothing

Me, it takes me like half an hour to just get out of bed

So I lay in bed until she comes out of the bathroom

"Get up", she says, rolling her eyes as she goes to her dresser, pulling out underwear

I sigh, rolling out of bed and going to the bathroom

I take a few minutes to use the bathroom, brush my teeth, wash my face and comb my hair

I have some of my stuff here since I fuck her a lot and stay over

She has her stuff at my apartment too

Makes everything easier

Opening the door, I walk out, looking at her sitting on her bed

She's not wearing anything particularly revealing, just a T-shirt and sweatpants but fuck, she turns me on

She looks up at me from her phone, then down to my dick

"Seriously, you're hard?", she rolls her eyes

I shrug, not caring, "We got time. I'm supposed to come pick you up"

We got at least half an hour to kill

With that I pull her to stand up, undress her easily, pick her up and toss her on the bed with her bouncing on it adorably as she glares at me

"Stop with the looks", I snap, getting on the bed, grabbing her ankles and pulling her to me, "I can see your pussy dripping. You want it"

She scowls but doesn't say anything

"Just shut up and kiss me", I tell her, leaning over her

Wordlessly, her arms move around my neck, pulling me down right to her lips

Just ask she kisses me, I slide inside her, pushing all the way in

She moans softly in my mouth, her hips meeting mine, keeping me buried inside her

We move together, grinding into each other, my head rubbing her spot, her pussy spasms sending chills down my back

"Feels so good princess", I murmur

"Mmm hmm", she whimpers, "So good baby"

I pull out slowly, feeling every part of her pussy cling onto my cock, tugging me back in as I leave

I love that feeling, like she wants to keep me inside her

Thrusting back in slowly, I feel her pussy open wide for me as I slide deep into her, my head rubbing her spot

She shivers against me, her fingers burying in my hair as she kisses me slowly, her tongue playing with mine

Leaning on one arm by her head, I move my other around her waist, pulling her right against me, her soft skin against mine

I have a good pace going, not too slow, not too fast, just perfect, the pleasure so fucking incredible

My head brushes against her spot each stroke in, her skin shivering against me, her pussy getting wetter and wetter, soaking my cock thoroughly

Moving my lips from hers, I press kisses down to her neck, her skin trembling against my lips

She moans softly, keeping a tight grip on my hair, her other hand on my back, her fingers running along my skin

I press kiss after kiss against the crook of her neck, her pussy spasming harder with every thrust, the skin of my back trembling with every touch she gives me

I swear I've never been in such pleasure from sex before

Of course it has to be someone I hate giving it to me but I've gotten used to that

"Wooyoung", she whimpers, moving my face from her neck, her lips against mine, kissing me hard as she cums from the next stroke

I moan in her mouth from the intense pleasure, rocking my hips into her, fucking her though her orgasm

"More Woo. Want more of you baby", she moans, her head moving back into the pillow, her body arching into me

"Anything for you princess", I murmur, kissing down her neck as I push her boob up

My cock slides into her spot just as I wrap my mouth around her nipple and sucking

"Fuck! Woo", she cries, her cunt so tight around me, some juice gushing from her

"Mmm yeah baby. Soak my cock baby", I urge her, sucking hard around her nipple as I impale her on my cock over and over

"So good Woo. Fuck you feel so good baby", she whimpers, her hips moving and meeting my thrusts

I groan against her nipple at how deep I'm able to get, at how utterly tight she clenches around me, throbbing so fucking pleasurably

Switching to her other nipple, I move my hand down between us, rubbing her pulsing clit in circles as I fuck into her

"Yes Wooyoung, oh god", she moans, her pussy so wet

I know she's creaming my cock so good, leaking onto the bed

I've seen it before and it's such a turn on

Thrusting in again has her cumming on my dick, the sheer tightness of her cunt so blissful to push through

I moan around her nipple, sheathing my cock inside her as I fall into an intense orgasm, ecstasy overwhelming me as I shoot cum deep into her milking pussy

"Yes Joanne, fuck. Princess, fuck", I whimpers, listening to her moan my name, shivers running up my spine

We finish together and I pull out, moving to lay next to her

She rolls over, facing me, her hand pushing my hair back from my face, looking at me with a look I can't place

Her thumb strokes my cheek then she leans forward, her lips against mine in the sweetest kiss I've ever had in my life

I immediately fall into her, my arms around her body, pulling her right against me, kissing her back

Her tongue slips in my mouth and it feels so good

The kiss isn't hurried or wild or leading to sex

It's slow and passionate, both of us holding each other, our bodies pressed against each other and tangling together where I can't tell where she ends and I start

And I really really like that

We kiss for awhile, just a soft make out, only stopping when we have to breathe

"We should probably go", I tell her, wishing we didn't have this meeting

"Do we have to?", she asks, surprising me, her arms tightening around my neck

I smile, running my fingers in her hair, "Yeah princess but after the meeting is over we can come back"

She nods, "Ok"

I give her another kiss, then we both get up, her redressing and me getting clothes I keep in her dresser to put on

"Jo", I call, holding up a hair tie when I finished getting dressed

She rolls her eyes, taking it from me, the sitting behind me on the bed

"You're trying to be annoying today huh?", she says, gathering my hair into a ponytail

"Anything to piss you off and make you horny at the same time", I tease

"Jerk", she teases back, tying my hair, "There. You're done. All the girls will be oogling you. You'll have your pick of who to fuck tonight. Happy?"

I'm a little taken aback by her comment

I don't fuck anyone but her

I haven't since we started having sex on a regular basis

Does she really think I'm sleeping with other people?

And is she?

My heart pounds at the thought but I push it away

It doesn't matter what she thinks or who she fucks

As long as she's available to fuck when I want it, then everything else doesn't matter

"Yeah I'm happy", I answer

She snorts, "Great. Let's go before Hongjoong reams both of us"

I nod, standing up and following her out of her bedroom, pushing all thoughts of her comment out of my head

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"Ok, we're here", I announce as she and I walk into Hongjoong's house

"We're waiting on Yunho", Hongjoong says

"Really?", she whines

"Yeah Jo. I know you were probably sleeping and are cranky right now but I need you to be alert ok?", Hongjoong says gently

"Yeah Joong, of course", she says

"Ok well I'm going to make coffee", I say, heading to the kitchen, "I'll make you one Jo"

I know Hongjoong will not say anything until all the inner circle is here

He hates repeating himself

"Ok, thanks", she calls

Getting to the kitchen, I pop a kcup into his coffee machine and set a paper cup under the spout

Hongjoong lives off of paper cups because he's too lazy to wash mugs

Fine by me because I don't want to wash mugs in someone else's house

After making my coffee, I find the one she likes and put it in the machine

Then I add milk and sugar just the way she likes it

I've made her so many coffees since we're always waking up together that I can make it in my sleep

I grab both cups and leave the kitchen

"We'll come get you as soon as possible", Hongjoong is saying to her as I walk back into the living room

Go get her?

What does that mean?

She just nods and I don't know what the hell I just walked into

"What's going on?", I ask, handing her the coffee

Hongjoong glances at me just as Yunho walks in

"Finally we're all here", Hongjoong said pointedly at him, "We have a serious situation"

I raise my eyebrow, feeling antsy, "What situation?"

"Our lovely rival gang, the Seoul Killers, kidnapped Mingi's daughter. They want an exchange. One million won for the girl. We bargained a switch between Mingi's daughter and one of our gang members that they can hold hostage until we get the money. Or more like figure out how to eliminate them"

My heart is pounding in my chest as I glance at her

She's just standing in her trademark stoicism, her eyes not meeting mine

But I see her clenching the coffee cup really hard

"Who are we switching?", I ask, dreading the answer

"Jo for the girl", Hongjoong answers

"What? Why her?", I panic

I'm not sure why I'm panicking I just am

I shouldn't care if she is shipped off in exchange for someone else

I shouldn't care if anything happens to her

We're in the same group, we fuck, but we're enemies

I hate her

"They want her. She's one of my second in command. And they think she'll be easier to control than one of us", Hongjoong answers, "Idiots"

I know she can handle herself but still, she's gonna be in enemy territory, surrounded by them

If a group of them gang up on her she doesn't have a chance

"When is this supposed to happen?", Seonghwa asks

"In an hour"

An hour?

A fucking hour?

He can't be serious

"She's just going to go into enemy territory? How do you know they won't kill her?", I ask

She may die

This is dangerous

"We don't know but I'm thinking since they didn't kill Mingi's daughter they won't kill her"

That's a fucking stupid thought process

Killing a kid is different than killing an adult enemy

And like he said, she's one of his second in command

She can be killed easily for revenge or just because they want to eliminate a threat

"Is that something you want to take a chance on?", Yeosang asks

"We can't let them keep Mingi's kid", Hongjoong answers

"It's fine. I agreed", she says, "Mingi's daughter is only five. She shouldn't be used to get to us. She has to be scared. If I can save her I'll do it"

I understand her reasoning but I don't want her to do it

I don't know why, I don't have a reason for her to not do it but I just...I want her near me

"We have to get going", Hongjoong says, "We have to get to the drop off point"

Wait, this is happening so fast

I can't wrap my head around what's happening or why I'm feeling the way I am

"Jo, you ride with me, Seonghwa and Mingi so we can discuss what is going to happen", Hongjoong says, "The rest of you follow in Jongho's and Yunho's car"

Everyone stands up and starts moving

"Jo", I whisper, her head turning to me, "You're ok with this?"

She shrugs and I hate that gesture, like she doesn't care what's happening

"I don't really have a choice. I'm not letting a kid get killed"

"Yeah but-"

"It's ok Woo. Don't worry so much", she says, "Besides I'll be out of your hair. Isn't that what you always wanted?"

I thought it was but now I'm not so sure

I'm just confused

I watch her walk to the front door and leave, trying to process everything

"Wooyoung!", Jongho calls, snapping me awake, "Let's go"

I nod, my feet carrying me out of the house and to Jongho's car

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A group of Seoul Killers stands across from us

The drop off point is at one of our warehouse bases

The leader of the killers, Jae is here, holding the hand of Mingi's daughter

Joanne is by Hongjoong's side, her face expressionless but her body is rigid

I can't keep still, moving from one foot to the other, staring at her and only her

"Give me the girl", Hongjoong says, glaring at Jae

"Send your second in command over first"

"Not happening. The kid first"

Jae narrows his eyes, "Send her over. When she's halfway I'll let the kid go"

"Go Jo", Hongjoong says, narrowing his eyes at Jae

I watch her walk towards Jae and it's taking everything in me to keep me in my spot and not run to her

Mingi's daughter is let go and she runs to him, him sweeping her up, both of them crying but I can't keep my eyes off Joanne

As soon as she's close, Jae grabs her roughly and shoves her towards the group of members behind him, her stumbling before righting herself

I don't even think, anger surging in me and I start to move to go after her

San moves his arm out, stopping me and giving me a "what the fuck", look with his eyebrow raised making me realize what I'm doing

She's ushered to one of the cars, her gaze meeting mine before she's shoved into the backseat

I feel like I'm hyperventilating, watching them get her roughly into the car

The door closes, the car starting and driving away, my heart shattering

As Hongjoong and Jae discuss terms, I stand there trying not to lose it

And in this moment, with her gone, I know why I'm acting this way

I love her

I'm in love with her

All these past months, sleeping with her, spending time with her, talking to her, cuddling her, holding her at night, getting to know her, it means so much more than I wanted to think about

I wanted to spend all my time with her but I made myself think it was just for sex

Calling her princess just started out as a hateful name after she called me that but over time it became a pet name for her

Spending a night away from her sucked because I couldn't sleep without her

I shoved all the thoughts about how beautiful she is, how stunning her smile is, how I love looking in her eyes, love being in her arms

I convinced myself I thought those things because she was hot enough to fuck

I was wrong

So fucking wrong

I need her back

Right now

#jung wooyoung fanfic #ateez wooyoung fanfic #wooyoung fanfic #jung wooyoung smut #ateez wooyoung smut #wooyoung smut #ateez fanfic #ateez smut

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bri-the-fando-meister · 1 year

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Girl Of His Dreams, Literally

Female Reader x Minho

Simple summary: You were a girl, the boys didn't expect your feisty attitude because of that, all but one of them at least. He saw you for the 'first' time, he, he recognized you, and you did too. You even knew his name.

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You woke in a metal box, scraping of metal pinching your ears with their sharp sound. You looked around your area and saw boxes and bags all labeled with the same word, WICKED.

You weren't scared when the top of your box opened, you wore more intrigued than anything. Light flooded the box, revealing silhouettes of bodies looking at you, craning their necks, surprised by something.

"The actual shuck, you guys seeing what I am" a voice gasped, a boy it sounded like. Multiple other voices said the same thing back to the first boy, "yes."

"What the hell are you weirdo freaks talking about?" you asked, firmly. "Also, get me out of this useless box, I want to see your faces"

One of the boys, most likely the leader jumped into the box. The leader spoke.

"Huh, you're a girl. Never had us a girl greenie before." He pointed out, "Can you remember anything about you? Your name? Where you came from"

"Yeah, I remember my name, a bunch of other stuff too" you looked at a pile of crates, and decided they would make good stairs. "Unfortunately for you my friend, I think our chat here is done."

And with that you swiftly swung your body around the boy and floated up the 'stairs' finding yourself surrounded by multiple boys, at least fifty of them staring at you.

One of them put their hands on your shoulders, holding you from behind. Probably so you didn't try to escape again. "Now why don't you slim it nice and cool, we just want to help you" the boy behind you said, he had a nice smooth and comforting accent.

One grabbed your arm, and you didn't like that.

"Get your bloody hands off of me" you yelled at the one who grabbed your arm. You swung your fist at him, making impact. He let go, yelping in pain.

You were shocked that you had done that, but it's not like the boy didn't deserve it.

The boy who had their hands on your shoulders moved their hands to your wrists, and swiftly pulled them behind your back, so you were unable to inflict more damage to anyone else.

"I thought I told you to calm down, did I not." the boy said.

You struggled to find your voice in the moment, you looked behind you and saw that he was close. "You did, but yet again, I think our chat here is done."

You swung your leg back, aiming for his shins. But he must have known what you were doing and dodged it. "Now, now. I am going to put you in the slammer if you do much more of this klunk. Am I understood?"

"Yes, you are understood. Now what the fuck do you want with me?" You put as much sass into your voice, just to annoy them.

"I am going to let you go now, try anything and my friends here will stop you. We want to ask you a few questions, about what you know." the boy warned.

"Wait, is that boy. M- Minho here? Was he sent to your maze?" you asked, you remembered him, and something about the maze and him being sent you were unsure why you remembered that information, but you just did. "We were friends before he was sent away, to a maze, that's all I can remember"

"You know Minho?", "Shuck, he won't be back for an hour still.", "Is she a spy?" all the boys were muttering to themselves.

You knew this was the moment you could sprint of and hide, while they were distracted. Most were talking to the boy you left in the box, so now was your chance.

You began a sprint, like a run for your life.

Found a tree and swiftly swung yourself through the branches, you were at least 15-20 meters into the air, so you stopped.

You were there for a solid hour, yet none of the boys had come close to finding you.

You had been looking at that big gap in the walls, wondering what was there, and then you saw him. The boy, Minho. He came out of the walls.

You jumped out of the tree, from about 5 meters off of the ground of course. But you horribly judged the distance, you were easily 10 meters off of the ground instead.

Doing this resulted in you screaming as you fell, but hey, you got Minho's attention. Maybe it was because you just fell out of a bloody tree, 10 meters up.

While you were falling, your shirt got snagged on a branch, slowing your fall drastically. Only having gotten a small blow to the head rather than almost definite death you were relieved. You saw the boy and yelled his name before you blacked out "Minho!"

The boy was close when you jumped, so he got to you within a matter of seconds.

"Holy shit, her back is all cut up, and her head is bleeding so much." He didn't even notice that you called his name until the original shock wore off. "How the fuck-"

"Minho, what happened to her?" the boy with the smooth accent asked.

"I don't know, I came through the doors and she jumped out of the tree, she got caught on a branch and continued to fall, then she yelled my name out" Minho said, out of breath and shocked.

"Yeah, we were gonna tell you that the greenie somehow knew your name, and that this place is a maze." The other boy spoke nervously.

"Look, Newt, I don't care what she knows at the moment. What I think we should care about is that she is losing a lot of blood"

"Are you two going to talk like I am not here" you groggily spoke, you were out of it. And you were out of it again as quick as you were back to reality.

"Right, Minho. Can you keep an eye on her, I am getting Clint"

"Fine, but straight after that I need to go to the map room"

The Clint boy arrived with Newt and they had to carry you to the homestead, so your injuries could be treated.

"Ok greenie, I am going to need to do some stitches on your back. The thing is, we can't knock you out, we either have to wait till' you are asleep which isn't a good idea, or we will do it now with you conscious"

"Just do it know, the pain can't get any worse"

A few of the boys held your arms and legs down, one gave you a shirt to bite onto. "Why are you guys holding me?"

"Because it hurts, it hurts a lot. We don't want you flailing around"

You felt the sting of antiseptic dribbling onto your back and your head, both at the same time.

"Great, two things hurting at once. Must be two people doing it" you thought to yourself.

Then came the excruciating feeling of hot metal plunging deep into your skin followed by the sensation of your skin being pulled together. Thankfully there was only one gash on your back that needed 6 stitches.

You were fighting of the urge to fling your arms and legs back and stop the near torturous experience. That only caused more pressure to be forced on your limbs, the boys were practically crushing your arms and legs.

Turns out they wanted to do your back, then your head because only one of the first aiders knew how to do sutures with wounds as deep as yours.

The boy doing your stitches soon moved onto your head, he had to bandage it and stitch it up.

He began to sew your head back together and it was absolutely excruciating, you were happy, it was so painful that you became unconscious.

You awoke to the boys staring at you, your instinct told you to run away but the boys obviously knew because you still felt hands on your arms.

"Sooo, can I like, go now?"

"Sorry but we can't let you, nobody can go, and we need to ask you a few questions - How do you know Minho? Where did you come from? Minho says he recognizes you."

"Newt, stop. Let me talk to her. I think she is scared of you"

"Hey there, how you feeling?" Minho spoke so softly as not to scare you. "I know you know me, and I recognize you, I get these dreams, and you are in them. Is, is your name Y/n?"

"Yes Minho, I am so glad you remember me. I, I got picked, they chose me. I wasn't scared, and I managed to remember you, and them I remember WICKED. We will get out in due time, but I can't speak anymore."

"Why Y/n? Why can't you speak?"

"It's the beetle blades, and the elites. They are listening to EVERYTHING."

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I might make a part 2, in all due time, I have like 10 different ideas for plots floating through my head. This one has been in my drafts for weeks so, I kinda had to get it done. Sorry for ending on a cliffhanger too, I want people to sit there and imagine what would happen next.

#maze runner #the maze runner #tmr minho #tmr gally #tmr books #tmr minho imagine #tmr minho x reader

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servicedaddy · 16 days

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Meeting you while out with common friends. Instantly lightning is rushing through me when I see you. Carnal desire is forming that needs to be held back. My eyes running over your body, trying to be subtle

Well ...

Not subtle enough. You hold your glance and I'm convinced you can read my inner emotions Thoughts, wishes, desires - depraved of romance. Induced with an intense need to claim.

You notice. I can tell. Though you don't say anything Unexpectedly you reduce the distance between us Wanting to sit beside me Leaning closer to me than your own friend

Tension, stress, desire, all rise up. My body heat increases. Behave. Don't creep. Don't mix up friendliness with invitation. But your cleavage... sweet lord...

Two minutes alone in the restrooms to calm down Breath out deeply. Unclench. Let go of the tension... ...that only builds up again when I sit down. When you move closer, closer... And your leg touches mine

Your perfume encapsulates me It's becoming impossible to look away from you as the night goes on My gaze lingers longer on your body Was your skirt this short before? Did your top reveal this much skin before?

BEHAVE. Scooting away, losing the warm contact of your leg That returns a minute later when you close in again Your lovely legs parted They're driving me insane

I can feel your stare while I can't look away from your legs A moment too long for innocuous friendship You smile at me. There is something in your eyes You keep on smiling when my hand touches your knee below the table

I don't know what casual topic we're talking about Our friends long forgotten All I can truly focus on is your leg pushing stronger against me Opening yourself up more, welcoming me When my fingers softly creep up your leg Your skin so warm and soft

You've done it You've broken down all self-restraint of mine How could I ever hold myself back with such sweet temptation in front of me

Words become fewer as my fingers trail up, up, up Your smile unwavering, your gaze held expectantly The edge of your panties a last stop

Soaked

The conversation holds Concentration needed to keep up the charade in front of our friends Trying to hide the tension While my fingertips circle the slick, slick fabric

Your name is called Your body turns to your friends. The fingers stay - circling, pressing, enjoying.

I don't register what the discussion is about All I can think about is the strap in my bedside table And wanting to use it on you Watching it glide into you, effortlessly Bottoming you out

Lost in thought and desire Fingertips slip below fabric Puffy, warm, drenched folds greeting me You flinch You keep up the discussion, smiling. Always smiling. The most talented actress

Fortune and time are against us. It's time to go. Turned away, secretly, I can't help tasting you I can feel your stare

We walk. You find me again and stay beside me You're driving me insane I can't concentrate

"There's something I forgot at home. It'll be quick." Friends rolling their eyes. Surprised but not questioning when you want to tag along. We'll meet them later.

Each step grows anticipation. The stairs feel longer than ever. The hot pulsation between my legs becomes unbearable the closer we get.

Turning the key I look at you. You still smile. Your innocent facade still up. You bite your lip.

I know I won't be able to hold back. And you don't want me to.

#wlw nsft #lesbian nsft #sapphic nsft #wlw yearning #my writing

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hyuuukais · 3 months

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.・゜-: ✧ :- FICTIONAL REALITY .・゜-: ✧ :-

pairing • bang chan x fem reader

synopsis • fiction or reality? y/n preferred the former, escaping into another world, escaping her problems. so what happens when reality takes that away from her; wiping her own story-in-progress off both her laptop and beloved usb? and what happens when she opens the door in the middle of a crisis to none other then the love interest of her novel... and he's holding her usb?

warnings • general, blood/injury, yeonjun being possessive, choking

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN • DONE (1.6k)

Minho sits solemnly on his couch in dim lighting. The window is open, a light breeze moving the thin curtains ever so slightly. He has no recollection of how he got here, only that one minute he was staring into that damn mirror, and the next he was lying in his bed face down, blood trickling from his nose.

There were only a few moments for him to acknowledge the change in scenery before someone was pounding on his door, shouting his name. He hoped it would be you, but when he opened the door he was face to face with old friends.

"Wha- Hyunjin? Yeji?" He takes in their appearances, noticing the changes since the last time he'd seen them, now a couple of months ago.

Explaining what had happened was priority, sitting Minho down to reveal they'd been in and out of this other realm trying to find you after you'd left. As far as Minho knew, Yeji was the only one to know your location, but apparently that was a lie. You were smart, not telling a soul, knowing anyone could help him trace you no matter how close you'd been.

And now you were here, hugging him tightly in the doorway of his house.

"How the hell are we here?" You ask, barely containing your nerves. "I was in that place with Yeonjun and he forced me back here, but I don't know how. None of this makes sense. Why can't I just have peace? Why won't he let me forget him?"

"It's not supposed to make sense," Yeji says, closing and locking the door after Hyunjin.

You detach from Minho, confused. "What's not supposed to make sense?"

"All of this!" You flinch, and Yeji takes a deep breath to calm herself. "Whatever Yeonjun has been doing, he's messed with reality itself. Fiction has started to blend into our world. Soon enough, we're not going to be able to tell what or who is real or not."

"How are we so sure he's in control?" You think of the rooms, the bodies, the way he and you were connected.

Something isn't adding up, something else is at play here and you intend to figure out exactly what that is. Nothing has been going right and you are sick of it. Thunder claps in the distance, but you don't shrink down, you don't move. You walk right up to the damn window as rain pours down from the dark sky and you open it, feeling the drops hit your cold skin.

You are not afraid anymore.

You are angry.

"Why are you doing this?" Chan winces, trying to get to your side, but the pain radiating through his body is too much.

"If I can't have her, no one can." Yeonjun crouches, meeting Chan's eyes. "Real or not, you stole her from me, and I'm going to make you pay."

Another shot of pain goes down his body, crying out with his eyes squeezed shut. Head throbbing, remaining limbs numb, all he can do is think of you. Where are you right now? Are you safe? Is Jeongin with you? Questions and fears run through Chan's brain at the speed of light.

"Still thinking of her as you lay here dying?" Yeonjun tilts his head to the side, observing Chan's writhing body. "Interesting. She really succeeded in making you love her."

"She didn't- she didn't make me do anything," Chan grits out.

"Really? Because from what I know, that's the whole reason for your existence." Yeonjun stands, walking over to your body. He lays a gloved hand over your arm. "You don't really love her, and you could realize that if you join me in restoring the timeline. The one where she marries me and you're left behind, but you'd have control. You could love who you want, not who you were forced to."

"I would never do that," Chan breathes. "Never. Could never betray her like that. Like you."

"Betray her? She betrayed me." Yeonjun moves his hand away from you, clenching it into a fist. "You can't understand because I chose to love her, and this is how she repaid me."

"Love," Chan gasps. "Love isn't a transaction. No 'I gave you this, so you should give me that'. No wonder she left-"

A boot to the face shuts Chan up, rolling to his back. Using the hand he still has, he brings it up to his bleeding nose and mouth, lip split, and bone no doubt broken. He hisses at the contact, letting his hand drop back to his side. His breathing is constricted as Yeonjun wraps a hand around his throat, forcing him up onto his knees, breathing constricted. The only thing keeping Chan from falling back down is the strength Yeonjun uses to hold him up.

With a groan, Jeongin lifts himself out of bed. Around him is familiar; his room when he first moved in with his grandparents after the accident. The walls are bare and the bed is too small, wind whistling through the attic. He looks down, still dressed in the stark white clothing from the other realm. Head swimming, he stands up slowly, using the angled wall for support as he makes his way to the hatch. His descent is quiet, footsteps light as he passes where his grandmother must be asleep.

Everything is a hue of blue, cold and unforgiving. No photos hang on the walls like they used to, no trinkets are found in random places. Personality has been stripped from this house, only the bare minimum in its place. The stairs creak slightly under Jeongins feet, and he uses the side of each step to minimize noise. Although he isn't certain his grandmother is here, he doesn't risk it.

Outside snow falls, decorating the streets in white. Winter is beginning, roads slick with ice and the temperature dropping every day. When he exits the house, he isn't cold, even with the flakes hitting his bare skin. The streets are empty and no lights are on, eerily quiet as he walks on. Jeongin doesn't know where he plans to go, only that he needs to keep walking or something very bad will happen. He passes the café, but it isn't a café. In its place is a boarded-up building with broken windows, sadness spilling from within.

He needs to get inside.

The boards covering the door come off easily enough, a splinter or two here and there, but it doesn't hurt. His muscles don't ache from the force needed to pry them off, his back doesn't hurt from the one time he slipped backward. Behind the boards, the door is locked, but with one good kick, it comes right off the hinges.

"Stronger than I look," Jeongin mumbles, stepping over the piece of wood.

Just like his house, there's nobody and nothing here. It doesn't resemble the lively café Chan owns whatsoever, dark with a strong, musty smell lingering. Jeongin brings an arm up to his nose, feet guiding him up the staircase to the abandoned apartment above. Unlike below, this does look like Chan's, down to the chipped coffee cup left on the counter.

Down below, Jeongin can see someone staring back at him through the window. He startles, then squints at the figure, trying to recognize them but their face is blurred from the dirty glass. Wiping a spot clean, he looks down again, but they're gone.

"What...?" He places a hand on the window, scanning the empty streets for a sign of life.

Jeongin.

His head whips around to the dead apartment.

Little fox.

Something touches his neck and he looks back toward the window, backing up suddenly when he sees the large crowd of people, and right into something solid. It grabs him from behind and he struggles and yells, panic consuming him as they push him hard through the window and down, he's falling down.

Rain comes down in heavy sheets, threatening to drown you standing up as you walk out of the house and down the street. You don't know where you're going, only that it's where you need to be. Behind you, Minho calls your name, keeping a safe distance between you in your anger. The storm rages on around you as your own red, hot feelings rise the longer it takes to get to where you're going.

"It's not safe out here!" Yeji yells, jogging up to your side. "We need to get back!"

"I'm done hiding!" You stop walking, grabbing Yeji by the forearm, making her face you. "I'm done feeling small and letting him control my life when he's no longer in it! Time and reality are fucked because he can't handle rejection! Because he can't handle the fact that I'm becoming my own person again!"

Your voice is desperate, needing her to understand. "I need to be my own person again."

A beat passes before Yeji nods, wet hair plastered over her forehead falling into her eyes. You reach out to move it out of the way.

"I'll be okay." You pull her into a hug. "I'll be okay."

You let go and she's stuck to the spot watching you leave her again. Minho passes, but she places an arm on his chest to block him.

"What are you doing? She can't be alone-" Yeji shakes her head. "Yeji, let me go."

"Or what?"

Minho's jaw clenches and he feels another set of hands holding him back; Hyunjin. They won't let him go, won't let him follow you as you disappear into the night.

"You know something," he clues in, blinking.

"We have to let this happen," Hyunjin's voice is barely heard over the thunder.

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CAN U PLEASE DO ONE WHERE KONIG AND READER ARE DATING BUT HIS ANXIETY GETS THE BEST OF HIM WHERE HE BLURTS THAT HE WANTS TO BREAK UP WITH YOU, and like he totally regrets saying it afterwards but he can't face seeing you so he avoids you unless necessary, until Horangi smacks him in the back of the head and tells him to apologize, and the two of you make up happy ever after, IF NOT you can change it to however you want!!!

For sure I can do this. It may be kinda bad because I don't have the most experience.

Warnings?: Male reader (body parts are not mentioned), this is meant to be angst, no use of Y/N but maybe m/n, Gay, angst but not very good but it does have some kind of comfort aka a good ending. Bad grammer I'm horrible with spelling as well. Please enjoy.

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Here you were walking down the halls of the barracks of Kortac. It felt like your stomach was do acrobatics. Earlier König asked you to his room because he needed to speak with you, and by the way he said it you knew it wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation. You reached the door that separated you and König's room. You took a deep breath to calm yourself before raising your hand to knock on the dark wooden door. You waited a moment listening to the shuffling coming from the room. The door creaked open revealing your beloved boyfriend looking much more nervous than usual. He stepped to the side to let you through the doorway and into the small bleak room, as you walked in you heard the door shut. The room was dark the only light source being the lamp tucked in the corner of the room that sits on Königs small desk, that's cluttered with various books, pieces of paper with notes and little doodles scattered around those said notes. There's a small chair tucked under the desk. Königs small cot is pressed up against the wall across from the desk. König sits on the cot and motions to the chair, and tells you to bring it over. You drag the chair over positioning it a few feet away from where your boyfriend sits. You two sit in silence for a few minutes until König breaks the uncomfortable silence.

"I wanted to speak with you about something."

He waits a moment before continuing.

"I want to break up.. You haven't done anything to upset me but. I just think that's what's best for the both of us."

You're stunned. You didn't expect this. A million thoughts flood you at once, you want to ask questions, why, where did this come from, can we talk about this? But for some reason you don't ask anything. You feel the burning sensation crawl up your throat, and tears come to your eyes.

"alright." You say your voice high-pitched and wobbly. You stand and walk to the door. You grab the doorknob, before you open it you turn to get one last look before you leave.

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After that König avoids you like the plague. It's very confusing to the rest of the people at the base because you two are usually attached at the hip. Every time you enter a room that Königs in he will either leave, or just won't acknowledge you at all. If youre being honest it's really pissing you off. At one point during a training drill you were paired with König and Horangi. It was meant to be a team drill made to see if you could affectively work with others. König wouldn't look or speak to you. That ended up costing you that challenge. Not only were you upset Horangi was too. After the drill Horangi went to confront König to see what his problem was.

"König!" Horangi called pounding on the Austrian's door. By the way Horangi said König's name he sounded pissed. And he was correct when he opened the door König was met with a scowl on Horangi's face.

"What the hell was that today!?, You blew it today. " Horangi said his accent getting thicker a clear sign he was far from happy. König rubbed the back of his neck and looked to the side.

"I'm not sure."

"What do you mean "I'm not sure?" Sure doesn't sound like you don't know." Horangi snapped.

"What's your problem with m/n your acting like he's going to make your innards your outwards if you speak to him." It took König a moment to answer.

"We broke up..."

"WHAT?!"

"It wasn't m/n's fault, it was just. It was my anxiety.". That pathetic response was met with a swift punch to the gut.

"Are you dumb? That's the stupidest excuse I've ever heard. You don't need to break up over that you could've just talked it out with m/n you know he would be able to help you work with it. Come on you act like you've never met the guy.". Horangi was right he served a great point, he was acting like he had never met m/n.

"You're right, I'll speak with him tomorrow."

"Good, you fucking idiot." And with that Horangi disappeared down the long hallway.

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König wandered around the base searching for you. He walked into the kitchen and saw you making coffee.

"m/n." You turned and came face-to-face with König, well more like chest to face.

"What." Your words came out harder than intended, but you were still quite upset with him which was understandable.

"I want to apologize. I didn't want to break up with you but I was so anxious, and I'm not sure why I was. I don't know why I thought breaking up would fix anything and I forgot I could've talked to you." You were shocked, you didn't expect this.

"You know you could've talked to me about this I would've tried to help you."

"Yes, I now realize this thanks to Horangi knocking some sense back into me. I would be willing to give it another try if you were willing to."

"Of course, König."

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I hope you enjoyed I have an idea I would like to write for so the other asks I have in my inbox will be put on short hold!

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