to him it was just a stupid bet, to her it was everything.
suna x f!reader
status: on going
warnings: suggestive content, language, kys jokes, alcohol, drugs, smoking, angst, can be ooc, smau, female reader, time skip, college au, fuck boy Suna, slow burn, very slow updates (warnings will vary as story continues)
tag list: none as of right now
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INTRODUCTIONS: future nomads | (un)safe place | payed shit talkers
two years after breaking up with your ex, osamu, you have moved on with your life. you finally get a big role in an up coming tv show after years of small insignificant roles. when you find out that your co-star is suna rintaro, your ex’s best friend who you despise, you plan on dropping the role. however, suna isn’t exactly how you remember and for some reason you start catching feelings.
pairings: suna x fem!reader & osamu x fem!reader
genre: angst! written + smau
tropes: actor!suna, actor!osamu, enemies to lovers, exes to lovers
warnings: 18+, love triangle, miscommunication, cheating, toxic relationships, unrequited love, explicit sexual scenes, asshole charactes, stalking, sexual assault (unwanted kissing)
taglist: (open)
status: ongoing
cast
SEASON ONE ↓
episode one : leading role
y/n nervously awaits to hear news from her agent on whether she got her dream acting job or not.
episode two : so lame
osamu and suna find out what roles they got. y/n questions atsumu.
episode three : comfort
the showrunners of loveless announces the cast.
episode four : worse
cast meeting. chaos ensues.
episode five : get along
y/n questions whether she should give up her role after her recent discovery, her friends talk her out of it. someone unexpectedly contacts y/n.
episode six : stuttering
it’s the first day of filming, y/n struggles on set. she is comforted by the last person she would expect.
episode seven : so close
akira makes a cast gc. still struggling, y/n reluctantly takes suna’s offer to practice lines with him. osamu confides in his brother.
episode eight : abandoned
after spending time with suna, y/n catches herself enjoying his company. osamu questions suna. akira invites y/n to hang out,
episode nine : plotting
atsumu tells osamu that y/n has been practicing with suna, which upsets osamu.
episode ten : understand
osamu confronts y/n and they have a much needed talk. suna and osamu have an argument.
episode eleven : friends
osamu and suna interrupt filming with their unresolved issues. sakusa threatens them. y/n questions suna.
episode twelve : assumption
atsumu is being weird and y/n can tell that something is wrong. atsumu messages suna. osamu attempts to apologize to suna.
episode thirteen : secret
hina interrogates atsumu for y/n. he bribes her to keep quiet. y/n messages osamu after a few days, wanting to check up on him after the argument with suna. she finds herself doing something she had been avoiding doing.
episode fourteen : 3 weeks
a few months into filming osamu and y/n are on good terms. suna begins to distance himself which hurts her feelings. y/n confronts suna.
episode fifteen : feelings
osamu is thinking about asking y/n out on a date, but chickens out. akira and y/n talk talk about “crushes”. y/n & suna have a talk.
episode sixteen : interview
as the season one of loveless gets closer to the end of filming, the cast goes on their first interview. comments from the fans make osamu insecure.
episode seventeen : joke
y/n’s friends confront her about what they saw in the interview. osamu finds out something that breaks his heart. filled with anger, he confronts y/n.
episode eighteen : happy
the last day of filming is here and akira invites invites everyone to a wrap up party. osamu and suna have a talk.
episode nineteen : wrap up party (part 1)
akira throws a filming wrap up party. osamu is still avoiding y/n.
episode twenty : wrap-up party (part 2) season finale
after a night that y/n can’t remember, she wakes up somewhere strange. y/n finds out about suna’s secret.
SEASON TWO ↓
episode twenty one : leak
someone leaks a video of what happened at the party.
episode twenty two : lying
in response to what was leaked, osamu leaks more information
episode twenty three : meeting
osamu, suna, and y/n have a meeting with sakusa about what happened.
episode twenty four : break up
after the meeting with sakusa, suna and y/n aren’t sure what to do.
episode twenty five : loveless
a few months have passed and season one of loveless is out. y/n is nervous but her friends and suna comfort her. her nervousness goes away once the first influx of comments and reviews come in.
episode twenty six : hurt
after months of not talking, osamu finally makes contact with atsumu. osamu attempts to apologize to y/n and suna. y/n & suna’s relationship affects another relationship.
episode twenty seven : love
y/n and suna go to y/n’s house after their double date with kuroo and akira. suna says something that brings their relationship to the next level. an unwanted visitor interrupts them.
episode twenty eight : issues
the cast is contacted about season 2 filming starting soon.when filming for season 2 of loveless begins, osamu attempts to apologize in person. being near osamu again has caused major issues for y/n, especially because he will not give up until she forgives him. y/n is conflicted with her feelings about osamu.
content: idol!hoshi x idol!reader, fluff, pining, smut, afab reader, penetrative sex, oral (both f and m receiving), face riding, sub!hoshi etc.
wc: 3k
a/n: this is is a continuation to this!!
masterlist
you'd known hoshi ever since seventeen's debut. you'd been there. well, maybe not there but you had had the opportunity to mc along with some other idol friend of yours during one of seventeen's first comeback shows. you had only debuted a couple years back, making you their senior but also their equal, being the same age as some members of the group.
like with most other groups, you hadnt had much of an opportunity to speak to them, considering how fast paced these shows tended to be. but you remembered them well, sharing with your own members how talented you thought the rookies had been despite this being their very first year in the game. unfortunately, not much interaction between you happened for a while after that first encounter.
as the years passed, your own group grew. with the boom of kpop in the west you found yourselves at a global level, along with many of your fellow kpop groups. you still remembered the excitement you felt upon debuting, feeling like you were reliving the experience as you entered the hybe building for the first time.
like many groups after the year of 2020, your group's label had been acquired by hybe ent., arguably one of the biggest entertainment companies in korea at the moment. the concept of joining a new company with many of the idols you'd learned to call friends over the years elated you, enjoying the change of environment and the opportunity to meet other people who shared a career and a passion with you. this was also how you came to meet hoshi once more.
~
through the years, it wasnt hard for you to tell that the man well known as hoshi had a bit of a thing for you. not only was he not very discreet about it whenever you crossed paths, but he had also even mentioned you by name once at a variety show, listing you as his bias in your group and even as his celebrity crush. it seemed to be a slip of the tongue, but unfortunately for hoshi it had been caught on camera and eventually aired.
you should've known upon your first meeting, really. the boy had blushed profusely when you'd directed yourself at him, bowing politely. you had assumed he was just shy, but you'd come to learn that the boy was anything but timid.
for the next two years or so, you'd found yourself bumping into him frequently around the building. what you had first believed to be accidents proved to be calculated meetings orchestrated by the man. nothing would ever happen. he'd sheepishly interact with you, always making you coo at his uncharacteristically shy disposition towards you. you came to love bumping into the man, being fully aware of the effect you had on him. your group mates would giggle behind his back, calling him whipped. even his own group mates would give you intel on how astronomically down bad he was for you, begging you to put him out of his misery. so you did.
this had been one of your first times approaching him first. he'd usually hang around outside your practice room after hours in order to catch you and take the elevator with you on his way out. he'd never say much, but his giddiness would radiate out of him at your mere proximity. other instances would be when hoshi would approach you for group promotions, insisting you to let him teach you the choreo to his group's latest song for a quick tiktok challenge. at this point any public group interaction between your two groups was always you and hoshi, with the occasional inclusion of another member. hoshi also had the tendency to walk by your practice room at the usual time you took your breaks in order to say a quick hello to you. it was all very endearing, really. it didnt take too long for him to wear you down, his cuteness making your resolve break. so today you decided to seek him out for yourself.
you marched into his practice room in the middle of the day, walking straight towards him. he stopped his movements and stared at you blankly, almost as if in a trance. a few other members were there, but you didnt pay them much mind, having all your focus on hoshi. you came up with a quick excuse. some reason to get him alone after hours. you'd decided you wanted him. the thought of someone as handsome and nice as soonyoung having held a candle for you for so many years did things to you. embarrassing things. so you asked him for help. made up a story about how you wanted to do a dance cover of spider for your fans, thinking that it was such an intricate choreo that you could not do justice unless the original dancer gave you pointers. hoshi, in typical hoshi fashion, excitedly accepted without a second thought, agreeing immediately when you told him you'd let him ride home with you after work today in order to keep things under wraps.
the ride was mostly quiet, sans occasional comments thrown back and forth. hoshi would occasionally make a little comment about how happy he was you'd chosen spider, about how much he's always admired you as an idol. you were incredibly touched, knowing the boy to be among the most dedicated idols in the game. you paid your compliments back, rendering him a blushing mess. he was killing you. you felt kind of bad for wanting to jump him. but his crush had been making you crazy for weeks. you'd known he wanted you. any short time you'd spend together while he guided you through those short tiktok challenges you'd catch him looking at you in ways that made your body heat up. all those elevator rides in which he'd keep his eyes at bay if you had any bit of skin exposed. those times he'd been caught on camera at award shows, watching you on stage with a moony look in his eyes. he wanted you, you were sure. and you wanted him just as bad.
~
you hadnt really thought this through. you knew how to get him alone, but you had not planned much past that. in your head, you had wanted to jump him immediately upon arriving into your home. except he seemed so excited to share his passion with you, you could not stop him when he insisted you take him to the practice room located in your home. so now you were here. drenched in sweat and still going over the first verse of spider for the fourth time now. although you loved dancing, and you loved watching hoshi in his element, you needed some type of plan to get to him. you knew hoshi was beginning to feel affected by both the physical exertion and your out of breath state, but you knew he would never make the first move. he was too sweet and respectful, on top of the fact that only two of his braincells worked when he was around you.
'soonyoung ... can you help me with this? i cant get it right ..', okay maybe this was a cheap attempt, but it would at least get him in close proximity to you.
'uh, i .. yeah. let me see', good. he was now approaching you, standing behind you as you both faced the mirror, looking at you through the mirror in order to examine your posture.
'oh, yeah. your leg needs to be a little higher, and uh, your arms are positioned a bit wrong. can i ..?', he extended his hands out as if to help you, but retracted them a bit before asking for permission.
'yeah, soonie. go for it', you threw him a sweet smile through the mirror.
he gulped, but still placed his hands on your arms, attempting to lower them, except thats as far as he would go. you'd trapped him.
you quickly got a hold of his arms, lowering them a bit, bringing them down enough to hover closely over your frame.
'what .. what are you doing?', the boy gulped, although still leaving his body pliant to allow you to move his arms as you pleased.
you turned around while also keeping his arms at a close proximity, now facing him.
'soonie ... i think there's something else you could help me with .. yeah?' you used your best sultry voice, now walking yourself backwards to press your back against the mirrored wall, dragging him with you by the hand. the end result was soonyoung unknowingly hovering over you, arms leaning against the wall on both sides of your head.
'you ... what's happening?', he chuckled nervously, breath becoming heavier as he tried to ignore the eyes you were giving him.
'soonie, please ... you said you'd help me, didnt you? need your help so bad .. need you so bad', at this point you were being too obvious, maybe even a little mean. you had leaned up to whisper against his ear, loving the shudder he had given you in return.
'y-yes. ill help you, ill ... ill do anything. please ...'
'yeah?', you now whispered against his lips, nodding to yourself as if to confirm.
he nodded back, whispering a whiny 'yes' as your breaths began to meld together, mouths now one inch away from one another. soonyoung looked fucked out already, eyebrows furrowed and eyes lidded.
you finally closed the gap, making sure to moan against his lips in order to get a reaction out of him, which was almost instant. soonyoung immediately whined against your lips, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing you against him as close as humanly possible.
you kissed like this for a while, allowing the kiss to evolve into a mess of tongues and languid sounds filling up the room, spider still playing faintly on a loop in the background.
soonyoung finally pulled away, fully out of breath, 'fuck. ive wanted you forever. liked you since i was a trainee, you have no idea ... jesus you're so pretty. what do you want? ill give you anything. ill take anything, just. please ...', he rambled as you moved to kiss and suck at his neck, moving up to lightly lick and nibble at his ear while you responded to him in a whisper.
'anything, soonie?'
'y-yes.'
'fuck my mouth? hmm, soonie?'
he physically shuddered at this, eyes rolling back as if you already had him in your mouth, knees visibly buckling.
'please, yes yes. fuck.'
you tortured him a bit more, licking and kissing at the most sensitive spots of his neck and ears while sneaking your hand into his sweats, caressing his dick at an agonizingly slow pace. you kept at it for a few minutes, feeding off of his whines and mewls of pleasure. you grew frustrated quickly, however, wanting nothing more than to feel the weight of his cock against your tongue. you got on your knees, quickly unfastening his sweats and working his cock out of his boxers. you began by kitten licking his tip, eventually moving onto licking at the protruding veins. soonyoung's breaths of pleasure were quickly breaking your resolve, making your desire to ruin the pretty boy take over you.
'b-baby ... please, fuck', he begged for you to finally envelop him in your mouth, throwing his head back against the mirror and fidgeting at the pleasure of your mere licking was giving him.
you finally took pity on him, beginning to bob your head as deep as you could, causing his whines to increase in volume.
'o-oh, fuck. your mouth ... shit, so pretty. thank you. thank you ... thought ab- ah! about this every night ..'
'yeah? tell me what you thought about, baby', you unglued your mouth from his length for a few seconds to catch your breath and to incite him, getting off at his want for you.
'y-you. everything about you. so fucking pretty ... the way you move, fuck. your body and- shit! you're so sweet ..'
'im sweet, soonie? yeah? want me to show you how sweet?', you mumbled against him, taking a quick break to lick and suck at his tip, making him lightheaded.
'my mouth? wanna fill my mouth soonie? wanna taste how sweet you are..'
with that, he came with a shout, yelling out your name as he unknowingly pressed your head closer to his cervix, grinding slightly against your mouth as he rode his high.
you stood up before he could catch his breath, pulling his head towards yours and sticking your tongue in his mouth, making him moan at the mixture of your taste with that of his cum. his hands finally became a little braver, feeling you up as you devoured each other.
you pulled away first, speaking against his mouth once more, 'let me take you to my room?', to which he responded with an overexcited nod, allowing you to drag him by the hand.
upon arriving to your room, you didnt last much on your feet, immediately jumping him and dragging him over to your bed, pushing him onto it as you straddled him.
'baby ... want you so fucking bad. can i have you?', you kept asking him questions, instigating him to tell you how badly be wanted you.
'yes! fuck. you can do whatever you want. ill give you anything you want, please. wanna feel you so bad ..'
his words were feeding your ego in ways nothing else ever had.
you got up for a second, creating distance between you to give him a little show as you undressed yourself.
'you're so beautiful, fuck. always thought about this. you're gorgeous. can i touch you? please?', the endless praise wouldnt stop leaving his lips, rendering you weaker the more he spoke.
you sat on him once more, guiding his arms to your tits, showing him how you wanted to be touched. he moaned immediately at the feeling of your breast against his palms, eyes hooded as he made eye contact with your breasts.
'wanna kiss them, soonie? kiss them for me, baby. please?'
he nodded excitedly at this, lowing his mouth and softly licking and pecking at your breasts. he soon grew overexcited and began to increase the intensity of his touches, his arms now squeezing at your hips and ass while he moaned wantonly against your breasts.
'sit on my face, baby. please. wanna taste you. bet it tastes so sweet', he begged against your tit.
it didnt take much convincing for you to wiggle your way to his mouth, pressing your pussy against his face as he moaned at the pressure.
he was animalistic with the way he ate you out, as if he'd waited for this moment his whole life he had. at some point you began to grind against his tongue desperately, him guiding your movements with his strong arms. his moans and groans were what led you to find your end, digging your fingers in his hair and screaming out his name as you arched your back.
you gave him no time to catch his breath or recover, as you repositioned yourself in order to, once again, make out with him. he moaned at the way you licked and sucked at his tongue, tasting your essence in his tongue.
'soonie, need you to fuck me. will you do that for me? been wanting you so bad.'
'me? you wanted me? yes. i'll- yes. please.'
he was the cutest thing, making you want to ruin him for anyone else. but that would come later. right now you needed to be impaled by his dick. the one which had already bruised the back of your throat. having felt the length of his cock drag up and down your throat had you salivating at how well he'd fill you up. lacking any more patience, you quickly reached for a condom from your bedside table and slipped it in before taking your rightful seat on his cock.
you both let out shuddered breaths at the pleasure, you moaning at how much he stretched you out, and he at how snuggly your pussy wrapped around him.
this was one of hoshi's dreams come true. he had waited to make a move one day, never knowing you'd finally look his way and quite literally jump him, but he wasnt complaining. knowing how bad he wanted you had worn you down over time, making you want the sweet and pretty boy just as bad.
you'd found him adorable before, but now you knew better. the way he bounced you up and down his cock, filling your neck and chest with love bites as he growled against you, muttering how 'fucking tight' you were, and how 'he'd never let go of this pussy now that he had it.' the stark contrast between a pussy drunk soonyoung and the one currently fucking you made you dizzy. you knew it wouldnt be long til your orgasm took over.
'need you to cum. please? need to feel this pussy tighten around me. can you cum, baby? for me?', he'd moaned against your mouth, having begun to lick at it once he was satisfied with all the love bites he'd left on your chest.
you didn't need much convincing. none at all for that matter, as you quickly felt your orgasm attack you from all angles. you pressed your face against his neck and cried out his name, scratching his back as you felt the most powerful orgasm of your life take over you.
hoshi followed soon after, moaning your name as he threw his head back at the pleasure, whispering a mantra of 'thank you thank you thank you thank you' at the unimaginable pleasure.
you two leaned limply against each other for a few seconds, too overexerted to even think. hoshi spoke up first.
Summary: Sleep blesses Vessel with a gift like no other--to be used for one purpose, and one purpose only. To many, it seems to be a curse. How will he attempt to draw the line between what Sleep wants, and what he wants?
WARNINGS: 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI: we got HORRIFICALLY down bad vessel for y/n and we got smut WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO + unrealistic concert stuff my bad peeps, swearing
Key:
(y/f/n)○°○{gn!}= your friend's name--pick one! any one!
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"Hello? Y/N? You there?" (Y/F/N) waved their right hand, their left one gripping the steering wheel.
Y/N's eyes had been focused on the road for quite some time, and she almost didn't have any response to (Y/F/N)'s attempt to catch her attention. They had begun to poke her shoulder, which caused your gaze to shift towards them.
"Do me a favor--when we get to the concert, don't awkwardly look at the band like that." They laughed, earning a small one from Y/N.
"Oh you think that's bad? Wait until I stare at them like that when you're trying to get a picture with them." Mimicking the stare she had been holding for the past several minutes, she broke into more laughter, seeing (Y/F/N) bite their inner lip to hold in theirs.
"They're gonna cancel the whole fuckin VIP session with your creepy ass."
Tonight was Y/N's first Sleep Token concert. Being quite well versed in knowledge about the band itself, alongside the unusual lore the members had so carefully fabricated--the excitement Y/N was holding in was almost incredible. The exhaustion that had been building over sleepless nights in the time she had waited for this day to come, was building up. Her eyes fluttered closed every few minutes, with an urge she's been trying to fight off for the past thirty minutes.
"Go on. Nod off if you have to. We have an hour ahead of us still, before we get there." (Y/F/N) placed their right hand on the wheel again. "You okay with taking an Uber back to your place later?"
"Yup." Y/N reclined her seat, reaching behind herself for a jacket, which she spread out on top of her. "Goodnight."
"It's 3pm."
"Yeah, yeah fuck you too dipshit."
Y/N's eyes shut, and the soft sounding rumble of the car slowly drifted away.
The hallways were lined with finished oak. Something reminiscent of and old church, or perhaps some old legislative building. Y/N lifted up a small picture frame, adorned with gold around the edges. The picture in the middle was pure black. She had believed it to only be some piece of dark paper, but it had that shine that those designated printers for the job.
Looking around one of the doorframes into the next room, she made sure that no one was around. A click resounded from above her--the igniter of a heater. Y/N immediately felt its warmth from the vent above her. Placing the picture frame down after flipping it around a few times, she looked up at the mirror in front of her. It was fairly small, one of those wall mounted ones a person would use to see how they'd look before heading out.
As she took a step away, she felt a few hairs upon her head move slightly. Glaring up at the vent above her, she pushed those hairs back into their original position. Before she could drop her hand back to her side, her wrist had been caught in a tight grip--with cold metal pressed against her skin. She soon glared at the figure that loomed above her.
The familiar white mask with a red sigil was almost falling from the figure's face. Vessel had loosened his grip on her, and in a panic, Y/N grabbed his shoulders firmly--turning him around and pressing him against the wall. Her heartbeat had only jumped from the initial startle, yet somehow, it had managed to stay at its fairly normal pace. Y/N began to question why the idea of fear seemed almost impossible to wrap her mind around.
"Oh come on now." He leaned his head forward, his warm breath soothing her with every exhale. "Don't act as if you haven't dreamt of this before. Don't act as if you've dreamt of something that delves farther into the...intricacies of one another."
Y/N grasped Vessel's necklace, pulling him closer to herself. A small moan escaped his mouth, as she snaked her hand around his neck , propping it on the back of his head. He softly pressed his lips against hers, before resting his head on hers.
Moving her arms lower, to his back, she pressed her face into his chest. Vessel stifled a small laugh with an exhale.
"My love, you're going to have paint all over your face." He wrapped an arm around her waist.
"Doesn't matter." Y/N's muffled voice caused a smile to form across Vessel's face. "There's far worse--"
"We're here!" (Y/F/N) screamed, hitting the horn a couple times--which sounded awful with the resonance of the parking structure. "Grab your shit, we gotta go."
Y/N looked at the dash, seeing the various Sleep Token songs being shuffled for what seemed to be the entire drive. Pressing the off button, she unbuckled her seat belt before stepping out of the car. Assuming that was the cause of the unusual Vessel related dream, Y/N tried her best to shake it off. But that feeling still lingered--something about that dream made it feel so... real. But again, its a mixture of having a "celebrity crush" and hormones was the basis of dreams like this, right?
Walking up to the venue with (Y/F/N), the two entered through the VIP entrance, which was lined with a lavish red velvet carpet. A few turns and the two were in front of where Sleep Token would perform. It was only moments until the band started setting up various bits needed to go about the show properly.
The VIP session was first.
"Is this close enough to have a make-out session with one of the band members or do I need to help you climb on stage to do that?" (Y/F/N) raised a brow, and earned soft punch on the shoulder from Y/N.
Being the first people to wait for the band during the VIP session, the 4 members gazed beyond the edges of the stage after going back behind it. III frantically looked at the 2 concert goers on the floor talking to each other while Vessel stood still, unwavering. His fingernails digging into the side of his thumb.
"What's wrong?" II picked up a new pair of drumsticks from a box, before sealing it up as best as possible. "The staring--it's a problem, you do realize that?"
You are infatuated with me; are you not? He thought, gazing longer at Y/N.
Y/N looked all over the room, wondering where a certain voice came from.
"You alright?" (Y/F/N) put their hand on her shoulder, leaning down a bit.
Get their hand off of yourself.
"Hey, I'm good, I'm good." Y/N chuckled. "Thought I heard a mosquito or something. Shit makes me go crazy."
That is not the only thing drives you insane, is it? What of the time we--
"I think I'm having a manic episode." She took a deep breath, crossing her arms. "The voices in my head are telling me that THEY'RE IN MY WALLS! THE FOG IS COMING!"
Y/N jokingly shook (Y/F/N), the whole near empty venue filling with their laughter. A small poking battle commenced between the two, which puzzled Vessel.
"Quit doing the mind thing with others." II patted him on the shoulder. "Sleep didn't give us these things for you to abuse them."
"They should have known better than to give them to me as well." Vessel adjusted his mask, and without any delay, Y/N's gaze darted over at him, peeking from the side of the stage.
Within minutes, there was a line forming outside for the VIP meet and greet, with (Y/F/N) and Y/N being first, as they had already stepped foot into the allotted area. Each member of Sleep Token stepped out and down from the stage, with an individual ready to help with pictures in front of them. (Y/F/N) walked up first to the four to get a picture with them. A nervous Y/N offered to take the picture of the 5 of them, and their friend gestured them to join them. She shook her head in response, smiling to be polite.
I can assure you, my love, the safest place in the world for you, is next to me. Vessel thought, as he scooted over the right for her to stand between him and II.
One really weird dream and all of a sudden the voices in my head are louder than my actual speaking voice. Y/N thought in response.
Darling, you know you've had far more 'unusual' dreams than just that. He smiled, looking down at the woman who had scooted even closer to him.
With her arms at her sides, Vessel slipped one of his hands to intertwine his fingers with hers. Y/N found it moderately unusual, but yet--not as bad as she thought it was. It was if her dreams had been brought to life. But no, this was wrong. She'd never met this man before in her entire life. To her, he'd just been a masked face and a voice behind the speaker in her house. Y/N pulled her arm away from his.
Vessel, hurt ever so slightly looked at her once again. He had to do the best to accept the possible forms of rejection as much as possible. After all, he knew he wasn't "forcing himself onto her." He had gotten to know her over time, but he was terrified to tell her.
The entire show, he couldn't get it off his mind. The woman he'd grown so fond of, over the years didn't seem to like him, no matter how much time they had spend together. Behind every word he sang that night, it was if a needle had been embedded in his heart, and it was pushed further and further in.
--time skip because I can't write lmao--
(Y/F/N) had already left, as Y/N waited for her Uber. As much as she wanted to leave, there was some ominous feeling tying her to this place. Something in her mind was screaming for her to go back--to yell back in Vessel's face about what the fuck was going on. To ask him if, if she... Her thoughts were all mashed together, and it was hard to process it all.
My love, please meet me here. Please. I don't know how much I can fare without speaking to you. Please. The voice in her head made her want to break into tears. It was if whatever emotion this voice was feeling, she could feel as well. And it hurt. So, much.
She changed the address of where her Uber was supposed to take her. The whimper in her head was too much to bear. It felt wrong to ignore it--it was like she had to console whatever it was. An urge to stop all of its pain that was completely inexplicable.
After it dropped her off at the front of it, she walked up and was about to knock on the door, but it immediately opened. Vessel, in full worship wear, leaned on the frame, almost out of breath. There were light black streaks down his neck as if he had been crying for hours.
"The dreams. They--" He paused to catch his breath. "You've dreamt of me, thrice a week, every week--for the past 6 years. They weren't just dreams, I was actually talking to--"
Y/N pressed her face into his chest, wrapping her arms around him just as she had did in her dreams before.
"You've told me all of your feelings--simple things like how your days have been. You've poured your heart out for me some nights and I've done the same." He choked behind another sob. "I approached you today thinking that this would be like any other 'dream' for you but, I just--I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"All those dreams, that was, actually you and me?" Y/N looked up at him, arms still wrapped tightly around him.
"The things we did, the ways we felt, I--I just wanted to find you." He slowly rested his chin on her head. "When I found you, I treated you poorly and I just lost control of myself."
"Those thoughts, were yours? All of them?"
"Yes."
"Could you hear mine?"
"Sometimes."
What? No complaints about me getting paint on my face? Y/N thought.
No.
You're actually fucking magic.
I'm blessed, my love.
"You really suck at talking to people you know that?" Y/N chuckled, earning a small smile from Vessel.
"That's what the dreams are for, Y/N." He exhaled. "I tend to be better at such things in that form of communication."
"Next thing I know, you're going to like propose to me or something."
"I've made plans."
"That's a new one."
"What is, may I ask?"
"How the fuck am I ever going to tell people how I got to know you?" She raised a brow, licking her lips. "Yeah, 'I met this guy through my fucking mind'."
"God, you're just as amusing as you were when we spoke a couple nights ago."
"So when we--" Y/N paused, looking down at her shoes, shuffling her feet slightly. "Did the--uh. The..."
"When we had...um" Vessel scratched his head.
"Are we both just completely unable to speak right now?" She laughed again, muddling the sounds against his chest. "Where's the awfully sensual, headstrong Vessel that wanted to have a full make-out session with me in that venue?"
"You slightly, intimidate me."
"What?"
"I thought you were a figment of my imagination until Sleep showed me, and..." Vessel slowly intertwined his fingers with hers again. "I don't want anyone else to be with you. Sleep didn't only show me, you. They showed all of us."
"II, III, and IV--they know about us?" Y/N tightened her grip on his hand.
"They want you just as much as I do. I won't let them have you. We belong to each other--I will not let anything change that, love." He led Y/N to his couch, where he laid his head in her lap. "No God, or friend of mine will stand in my way."
"You're awfully possessive of a girl you just met."
"You don't know what they want of you. What they require of me to fulfill Sleep's wishes."
"Are you going to sacrifice me, Ves?"
He remained quiet, pulling her arm to set it on his chest.
"Vessel?"
"I don't want to hurt you."
"I know you won't do it."
"I would do everything for you. And more."
He sat up and pressed a soft kiss against her lips. Y/N leaned into it more curling her fingers into claws and digging them slightly into the top of his back. Vessel trailed his soft pecks down until his lips met her collarbone, his canines grazing it ever so slightly. She reached for the buttons of his black jeans, and he pushed her hand away, undoing them himself. He paused all of a sudden.
"Is this too soon?" Y/N pulled back, breathless.
"We have waited far too long for one another. This is long overdue." He growled. "I won't do this here, however."
Slipping his arms under Y/N, lifting her up bridal-style, he carried her to his bedroom. Setting her down softly on his bed, she stood up.
Y/N grabbed his necklace, pulling him closer to herself--earning that one particular moan from him.
"I miss that sound." She pulled him into another kiss, but this one was not like the last.
Within minutes, Vessel's kisses became hungrier, as if he needed more that what he was getting. Being pressed up against the wall as the two of them managed to throw all of their clothes on the floor in a matter of seconds. In another kiss, Vessel's tongue begged for an entrance. Once he was let in, he ravaged all he believed to be his. Y/N's tongue grazed one of his canines, almost drawing blood, but ignored it in the moment.
Vessel's kisses trickled farther down her body yet again, and he softly pushed her onto his bed. Once his attacks reached he inside of her thigh, Y/N could not hold back a moan any longer. The mere sound of it began to illicit the deepest growl from Vessel. He lined the edges of her folds with just as many hungry kisses as he has planted on her face.
"Please, Ves." She arched her back. "I need more than that."
"Darling, you deserve far more than I could ever give you." The words escaped his lips. "But I will do my best, I promise you."
"You better."
"We shall see."
Vessel slowly pressed his member against her folds, refusing any sort of entrance he was allowed. Y/N's attempts to get any friction were fruitless.
"As I said, I will not deny you of anything you deserve."
In one stroke, his entire member had slid almost completely inside her. His pace was slow, and deadly almost, as he wanted the two of them to savor every single moment of it. Y/N pressed her lips against his again, in an almost violent clash for control. Her nails dug further into his back, causing him to hiss--and she loosened her grip.
"No, I'm fine. Don't stop that." He mumbled.
"Are you sure?"
"Don't. Stop."
Y/N placed her hands around him yet again.
"Ves, please I'm going to--"
"I know. I am as well."
The sweet release for the both of them, caused them to roll on their backs, catching their breaths.
"Were those better, or worse than your dreams?" He laid his head on her chest.
"Do you even need to ask, babe?"
"That's a new one."
"What?"
"You've never had any sort of--pet name for me."
"If you don't like 'babe,' you can get 'vessy-wessy' instead."
"Please no." His laughter rumbled as he leaned more on her shoulder.
With their legs entwined, the two cuddled up next to each other, it was as if everything, yes everything, was perfect.
"So now are you going to sacrifice me?"
"My love, it is far too soon for a sacrifice."
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WOOOOO YOU GOT THROUGH IT ALL
sorry for the worst smut in the world, but hey, if you didn't think this fic was awful, maybe I'll give it a PART 2??? PART II? WITH II? okay I'm done :)
SINCE WE ARE BOTH 5'9 IM BEGGING YOU TO MAKE ONE FOR TALL WOMEEENNN bonus point if the guy is shorter than us :3 any hsr or genshin guys are fine tysm for ur work
oml YES this was needed
Genshin Men with Tall Women (5’6-6’+) ══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══
~summary: how various genshin and hsr men would act with their taller s/o
~pairing: albedo, xiao, scaramouche
~NSFW warning: riding, 69, no protection, vulgar language
~enjoy!
sfw under the cut
art cred: winkio._ ( instagram )
1.) Albedo : 5'4
- albedo would love admiring you, he sees you almost everyday walking to his lab at dragon-spine, he can’t help looking you up and down each time
- loves to buy you heels, doesn’t matter how tall you are he thinks it’s the most gorgeous thing in the world and loves to see you wear them.
- loves when you help him with his research, you can easily reach several higher items both off field and in the lab, he appreciates his darling so much
art creds: @eriimyon (twitter)
2.) Xiao : 5'2
- xiao would feel no sense of unusualness around you, he’d find you being taller than him quite normal and honestly so hot
- he’d LOVE training with you, xiao is gentle with you but he knows your strength
- he loves being kissed on his forehead, more than he’d ever admit to you but you can tell when his face gets red; every single time.
art cred: saezens ( twitter )
3.) Scaramouche : 5'4
- scara, loves to tease you about your height ( as you do to him)
-his usually slander for you is “giraffe” :(
-he’d honestly love how tall you are, he loves to hug you and be embraced by you; the way his head fits fluffy into your warmth and is hit by all your perfume makes him intoxicated
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art creds: Nortansnack (twitter)
1.) Albedo
- loves it when you ride him, ESPECIALLY if he’s at his lab in dragonspine when he’s supposed to be doing his work….but he’s really just getting his cock milked by his loving cutie. His favorite part about you on top of him while he sits in his chair, is seeing your tits bounce right infront of his face; giving him easy access to mark, lick, and suck them so he can hear your pretty voice.
“Don’t stop my love…you look so beautiful like this.” He says, as the chair is squeaking and his voice is giving out at the sight of you sucking his cock into your hole. so deep.
art creds: minghuaa_ (twitter)
2.) Xiao
- Xiao is absolutely crazy about you, and it’s easy to tell when he has you against the wall somewhere in the mountains of Liyue. After the both of you train together, you’ve got to get in some form of cardio, right?
“I can’t stop y/n…it feels so good.” As your long legs are tight around his waist, and your cunt even tighter around this throbbing cock as he pounds it so deep in you.
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3.) Scaramouche
- his favorite way to make you both feel good is 69, you fit so smugly over his cock and his mouth is at the perfect angle where he can stuff his fingers inside your sopping wet cunt, covered in his saliva; his tongue swirling around and sucking on your sensitive little clit.
“Mmm just like the baby…your pussy tastes so good.” Scara says. as his hand smacks your ass. You cum all over his face and he laps up every drop.
Synopsis: It’s been five hundred years since the people of Teyvat celebrated the return of their Creator. Oh what a joyous day that was! However there was something off with the Divine One, had they always acted like this? Not only that, being in their presence didn’t bring the same warmth it did all those centuries ago, but to go against their creator is the highest form of treason they could commit. So when another shows up sharing the exact face as the one on the throne, many are conflicted on who to follow.
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𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡
◇ characters ◇ zhongli, childe, al haitham
◇ tags ◇ minors dni, modern!au, afab!reader, fem!reader, sexting (childe, zhongli), phone sex (zhongli, al haitham), established relationship, lots of dirty talking, abs & dick pics (digitally drawn/manga panel style), petnames (baby, babe, sweetheart, dear, darling, princess, love), praise (good girl), light degradation (slut, pervert), begging, brat taming (zhongli, al haitham), orgasm denial (zhongli), mentions of sex tape (zhongli), dom/sub relationship (zhongli), mentions of blowjob (childe), implied breeding kink (childe), sex toy (al haitham), no actual pics from 'your' side (pictures sent as ‘blank’ pic) from because everyone’s bodies are different <3
◇ a/n ◇ yet another chatroom, and this time, a spicy one with a 'call' feature, as promised from wayyyy back last year lol i am praying and hoping and begging to rex lapis that this wasn't cringe or awkward but if it is then i will pretend not to hear and i will not perceive hskdjskdh also, al haitham’s part was inspired by this long-distance couple's sex toy.
◇ notes ◇ recommended to view via pc/laptop screen ◇ you will be prompted to give your name, but if you don’t feel comfortable you can skip them entirely - if you do give your name, the data will only be stored locally on your devices
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Pairing: Fem!reader x Obanai. y/n’s skin color/hair color/texture is not specified
Summary: Y/n is the newest hashira and catches the attention of Obanai. The more you get to know each other, the more you fall for each other. And the more you’re scared to admit it.
Word Count: 5.6k
Warnings: Spoilers for what’s under Obanai’s bandages, mentions of a difficult upbringing, y/n is scarred, a touch fo yearning, body worship, face sitting, raw sex, cream pie, Obanai being a softie bc I know he is for his girl idc<3, not proof read
You stepped onto the Hashira compound, a swirl of emotions inside you. There was a swelling sense of pride at getting to the highest level a Demon Slayer could hope to achieve. There was a nagging feeling of anxiety as you wondered if you truly were worthy of this honor. Though you sometimes doubted yourself, you knew you would give it your all. You just hoped that was enough.
Meeting the other Hashiras didn’t help with your imposter syndrome. They all seemed so confident, so capable, that you wondered if you could ever measure up. They weren’t quite as welcoming as you’d hoped, but no one was mean to you. It was in the nature of a Hashira to be wary, you just hoped you could win their trust over time.
ෆ synopsis: kwon soonyoung loves too hard and falls in love too quickly, accidentally building a (very false!!!) fuckboy image that he can’t seem to get rid of. when his friends talk him out of proposing to a girl he went on 2 dates with, he finally realizes he has a big problem with love. signing up to appear on his university’s most popular youtube talk show to unload his baggage and fix his image? what could possibly go wrong?
ෆ pairing: college student! ksy x reader (gn)
ෆ genre: fluff, humor, romance
ෆ series warnings: anxiety/insecurities, cursing, food/drinks, ksy’s character is extremely 🥺🤧
ෆ status: completed
ෆ started: feb 1st - may 23rd, 2022
ෆ a/n: I noticed that i tend to write a lot along the lines of angst or serious/mature themes so i'm really excited to switch to something more relaxed, fluffy, and feel-good. this is 100% a comfort fic. please let me know if I missed any warnings!
