#kriswrites

[paradisewithinpain]

currently trying to get back into writing but i'm also thinking about JOHN PRICE who makes you thank him for overstimulating you...

MINORS DNI 18+

"you can give me another one, can't you lovie?"

the innocence in his voice was a stark contrast to the lewd sounds he was pulling from your body. his fingers moving with a precision you still had yet to understand how he managed even after wringing 3 orgasms out of you.

you shake your head. "nononono please-"

"why're you tellin' me no? you should be thanking me for making you feel good." the gruff amusement in his voice was playing tricks on your brain.

thanking him? why the fuck should you be thanking him?

he continues as if he read your mind, his fingers not stopping. "i made you cum three times and you're telling me no?" he tuts, a frown of disappointment gracing his face. "that's not what i taught you, now is it?"

as if to emphasize his point, his fingers began to strum that spot inside you that made you see stars.

"say thank you lovie"

"wait-"

you could hardly think, let alone talk. but a hand around your throat brought you back to the present.

"say it." he growls, his fingers moving faster then your foggy brain could comprehend.

"thank you!" you squeak, not knowing what else to say.

was there anything else you could say?

"for?" his hand around your throat tightens slightly.

"f-for making me cum." you blubber, feeling your orgasm approach while the air in your body dissipates.

you can see the smirk creep onto his face, clearly pleased with your words.

"good. now give me another"

[apt1031]

tubbo's guide to being invincible (or a guide to die quicker)

WORD COUNT: 325 | TW: it's angsty but there's nothing super direct?

This is a small peak at what will hopefully turn out to be a much longer piece! Hope you enjoy <33

You start with the back of the tie facing away from you. The wide end will be on your right, the small end on the left. The very tip of the small end should rest close to your belly button, but for Tubbo it hung a bit beyond that. Carefully, you pull the wide end to the left and tuck it underneath the small before pushing it over the top and back to the right. From there you pull it up through the neck, over the top and down through the loop. Pull to tighten enough that it won’t come unraveled in the middle of your next speech. Slide the knot up to adjust it so it isn’t suffocating you more than your thoughts already are but is still just tight enough that you'll never be able to get comfortable. At the end of the day when you are finally alone, you can finally pull the tie apart and drape it over the nearest surface so it’s ready for whatever “adventure” the two of you will go on together next. And a year later when you’re digging through your attic trying to find something to occupy the mind of your son, hold the silk tie you wore every day to speeches that always felt off and meetings where you didn’t speak more than a few words—and were talked over, anyway—and feel the beginnings of tears sting at the back of your eyes. And when your husband asks what’s wrong, say what you always do: “Nothing. Doesn’t matter.” When he tries to press, quietly walk out of the attic with ties draped over your arm. Walk down to the den and stare at the fireplace for much more time than you can spare before you finally spark it back to life. And watch the silk ties burn, curls into itself and chars and turns into a small bead on the logs that you wish you couldn’t notice. And even though tears are building, wipe your face and refuse to let them fall.

This is a guide on how to be invincible.

[nunukibebe]

Birthday Wish pt. 2

WARNING: the sinful duo Seonghwa and Yeosang are back. No underage eyes please!!

Also, not proofread at all.

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Even as you rode out the small orgasm brought on by your boyfriend's skilled fingers, you could feel the heat of Yeosang's gaze on your bare body. Never before had you had someone other than your boyfriend at the time watch you as you came, and the sheer thrill of knowing that Seonghwa was intentionally putting your body on display for another man to see and touch had shivers rolling down your spine, sending every hair on edge.

Panting slightly, you could see Yeosang's eyes lock on to your heaving breasts, one of Seonghwa's hands still toying with a nipple and suddenly all you could think of was how much you wanted his lips on you. You didn't care where, and a small whine left your throat, a pleading glance sent to your boyfriend who was watching everything in the mirror, his erection pressing itself into your ass and his heart pouding against your shoulder blades.

His chuckle vibrated against you, and he slid his hand from your now dripping pussy, leaving a glistening trail as he moved his hand up, damp fingers circling a nipple before clamping themselves around your throat. Breath catching as the heat in Yeosang's eyes blazed when Seonghwa tilted your head back, hand locked around your neck, your teeth caught on your lower lip as every nerve ending you possesed flared to life.

It wasn't too often that Seonghwa got rough, but when he did... It was a thing of pure sexual beauty.

"I think she wants you to touch her, Yeosang."

His voice was low and throaty, and your eyes snapped to his via the mirror, and his teeth flashed in a devious grin as Yeosang took a step forward. His outstretched fingers grazed the side of your hip, thumb tracing the small tattoo that no one but Seonghwa had seen before. Then his dark head was ducking down, and a moan left your mouth as Yeosang latched his lips around the nipple Seonghwa had traced, tongue flicking the edge as you hissed at the sensation, nails digging into Seonghwa's wrist as his fingers flexed on your neck.

"Now there's a sight to see."

Hot breath hitting the side of your neck, you swallowed hard, knowing exactly what he was seeing, because it was all you could see. Seonghwa standing behind you, fully dressed and cheeks tinted red from arousal, a hand around your throat as he tilted your head up slightly, your body bare of clothing, Yeosang's dark head at your breast, his hands slowly moving to your hips, fingers moving down your ribs. Your own eyes were glassy with desire, lips swollen from biting them to keep from making noise.

Then Yeosang lifted his head, your nipple glistening with saliva, and there was a question in his eyes that Seonghwa nodded at and before you could question it, Yeosang was on his knees in front of you, fingertips trailing down your thighs and to the backs of your knees, then back up, dancing on the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.

"Tell me, sunshine. Was this your birthday wish?"

Seonghwa's question bounced around in your brain, his smirk catching your attention in the mirror even as his free arm wrapped around your waist.

"Did you want me to watch as someone else makes you cum?"

A rougher hand behind your knee, lifting a leg up and draping it over the shoulder you had been perched on not half an hour ago had your reply dying in your throat, mouth drying as you glanced down. Pure wickedness danced in Yeosang's eyes before his head ducked down and his tongue was swiping up your gash, a low throaty sound rumbling in his chest as he looked up at you before his eyes flickered to where Seonghwa's head rested on your shoulder. His head lifted for a split second as he licked his lips, a devilish smirk playing on the edges of his mouth.

"She tastes good."

"I know."

Pure male pride had Seonghwa's hand around your throat tightening for a second, making you gasp even as Yeosang returned to the place between your thighs, tongue dipping into your wetness as Seonghwa held you steady. A helpless moan dripped from your lips as you held on to your boyfriend, fingers twitching as you fought the urge to bury them in Yeosang's hair, heat pooling low in your belly as he demonstrated just how talented he was with his tongue.

"Oh, that sound was beautiful."

Seonghwa muttered against your neck, turning his head so his lips brushed against the skin behind your ear. Eyes threatning to roll back in your head, you sucked in a breath as he attached his lips to the pulsing vein under your jaw, sucking and laving at the skin. You were going to have one hell of a hickey later, and you were sure there were more to come. Seonghwa always liked leaving marks on you, whether it be a handprint on your ass or hickeys on your throat or tits.

"I want you to watch as another man makes you cum."

The order was clear in Seonghwa's voice, and with great effort you lifted your eyelids, even as Yeosang did something with his tongue and lips that had your belly quivering. Yeosang lifted his head slightly, enough to make you whine at the loss of contact, but that whine turned into a throaty groan when he turned all his attention to the little nub of nerve endings Seonghwa had abused earlier. Your clit was still sensitive, when Yeosang blew a puff of hot breath directly into it before attaching his lips and sucking it into his mouth, your lips dropped open in a silent scream as you came, again.

"Beautiful."

The word was muffled as your brain sang with pleasure, white lightning flashing across your eyes as Yeosang didn't let up, turning your mini orgasm into a series of rolling ones. Seonghwa's arm tightened around your waist as Yeosang's fingers dug into your thighs, both men doing their part in keeping you upright as every muscle in your body quivered.

" 'Hwa..."

The word was barely a whisper as it left your lips and the man behind you let out a dark chuckle, the shivers that went down your spine had nothing to do with the exquisite torture Yeosang was putting your overly sensitive clit through and it had everything to do with the purely sadistic gleam in your boyfriends eyes.

"I'm not the one whose name you should be calling, baby girl."

Mind threatning to black out as Yeosang chuckled against your cunt at Seonghwa's words, the vibrations rolling through your pussy and deep into your body, a gentle squeeze to your neck had you nodding your head in understanding.

" 'sang... Please, Yeosang!"

Breathless words barely audible except to the two men who were enjoying your body, there was a hum of appreciation from the man buried in your cunt, and Seonghwa outright laughed when your head fell back onto his shoulder, body shuddering as another intense orgasm washed over you, a finger sliding into you as Yeosang's tongue literally danced over your clit, his hot breath coating your thighs along with your release.

"Good girl. You sound so sweet calling out another man's name."

Seonghwa's voice was gentle as his fingers stroked your neck, fingertips sliding down between your heaving breasts, sweat dripping off you as your hips bucked as Yeosang added another finger. The coil of pure energy in your belly turned and rolled, building until it was all you could feel. As his fingers pumped into you in a punishing rhythm, Seonghwa's hand palmed a breast, his breath hot on your neck as he watched.

"Are you gonna cum?"

Breaths coming quick and heavy, mouth open as your body shivered and quivered, Yeosang's long fingers reaching a spot inside you that had you blacking out every few seconds, waves of pleasure making it impossible to answer your boyfriend.

"Keep it up, Yeosang. Sunshine is about to cum for you, like the sweet girl she is."

A small rumble of awknowledgement came from the man between your legs, and a third finger was added, stretching your walls as Yeosang's tongue almost doubled in speed, lightning quick jabs of his fingers matching the tempo of his tongue, adding a suck here and there, just to torture your clit.

"Come for us, sweet one. Show us how you loose control."

"Ffuuuuuuuuu-."

Your loud groan was swallowed by Seonghwa's lips as he grabbed your chin, turning you so he could capture your lips with his, a furious amd frenzied kiss that did nothing to slow down the storm that was engulfing your body. Your thighs clamped down around Yeosang's ears, your body practically vibrating as he keptnhis fingers deep, rolling them against the spot that had you seeing galaxies.

A high pitched yelp escaped you as you reached your limit, mind entering subspace as your body went limp in Seonghwa's hold. You didn't hear the praises leaving his lips as his fingers smoothed themselves down your sides, or the whispered words that passed between Seonghwa and Yeosang. You did feel it when Yeosang withrew his fingers, and there was no missing the rumble against your back as you protested, bucking your hips backwards into your boyfriends groin.

Blinking as Yeosang slowly let your leg down, mind still seeing stars, you caught the smirk on his glistening lips before he wiped his face with his damp shirt, and his lips moved as he spoke but all your heard was the sound of your blood rushing through your body.

But you were able to read lips, and your fingers tightened around Seonghwa's arm as Yeosang slipped out of the bathroom, erection very much visible.

What did he mean by 'tonight will be fun'?

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OK PLEASE DON'T KILL ME FOR TAKING SO LONG. I LOVE YOU ALL.

[wroteclassicaly]

Two hints about today's drabble: ; )

[paradisewithinpain]

Safe

hahahahaha am i reliving traumatic experiences in my head at the moment? yes.

am i gonna do anything genuinely helpful about it? no

am i gonna write a fic about it instead because this is how i cope? hell yeah

do i also have an essay due tomorrow? yeah but we don’t talk about it

just some dadzawa and dadmic taking care of you cause i said so

gender and race neutral as usual  i left the quirk and triggers unspecified cause i know that everyone has a different story.

enjoy the result of my suffering~~

the walls felt as though they were closing in, encasing you withing their walls with no remorse. nothing made sense, where did they come from? why did they torment you? you thought you left them in the past, put away for good. the air became thicker as every breath became harder, as you sat and trembled on the floor of your dorm. you heard the door open. you remembered locking it so it must have been shinsou, the only other person besides the teachers who had access to your room.

“(y/n), dinner’s starting soon and i- ” you couldn’t bring yourself to look up at him. you wanted nothing more than to disappear into thin air and leave this situation but alas, fate hardly ever worked in your favor.

he was by your side in an instant. “(y/n), can you hear me?”

you could hardly comprehend the question but found yourself nodding.

“ok, can you talk?” the answer to the question was known, but no indication was made.

“i’m gonna call dad. pops too. is that okay?” he questioned, pulling out his phone, the small cat chain jingling in the tense atmosphere.

you nodded and curled farther into yourself, letting your mind slip once again. you could faintly hear hitoshi speaking on the phone with who you presumed to be your dads.

aizawa and yamada had saved you up from a rough life shortly before the start of the year. you were old friends with hitoshi, so when you contacted him, telling him you needed help, he and the two heroes didn’t hesitate to act. after an exhausting legal battle, the two heroes took you in. thankfully, you proved yourself and passed the entrance exam, making you an excellent addition to UA. you grew close to your classmates with the dorms in place and you were glad to be away from the horrible system that made you grow up too fast. but somehow, the memories always came back to bite you.

“hey, little listener, can you hear me?”

you snapped out of your thoughts and stared into the eyes of yamada hizashi. the familiar eyes held concern and kindess, but most of all, the gentleness you needed to escape your thoughts. you nodded and you watched your other make his way into your room from the corner of your eye. hitoshi was gone, aizawa must’ve told him to go to dinner so the class wouldn’t get worried.

your attention was brought back to the loud hero who’s voice was uncannily soft as he asked you another question. “can we touch you?” you hesitated but nodded eventually. he lifted his hand slowly and despite your involuntary flinch, yamada placed his hand on your shoulder. you tensed but soon leaned into the touch and found yourself curled into his arms only moments later.

“what happened kid?” aizawa asked, sitting on the floor next to you. you tensed up and looked over at your phone that lay only a few feet away. aizawa followed your gaze and picked up your device. your phone must’ve still been unlocked because the quiet room was suddenly filled with noise. you had been scrolling through apps to try and distract yourself from the horrible day you’d been having when you came across a video involving of one of your more severe triggers. the video had been devoid of any trigger warnings so it caught you off guard and before you could catch yourself, you had began spiraling.

you covered your ears as the video played again. you didn’t want to hear it but as soon as it started, it stopped. you opened your eyes, not remembering when you closed them, and looked up at aizawa. he had closed the video and shut your phone off. he now sat in front of you as his hands moved slowly towards your face. he gently held your hands and removed them from your ears. “the video’s gone now, i blocked it so you’re never gonna see it again, okay?”

before you could respond, your door slowly creaked open. all eyes turned to see a small child with red eyes. “(y/n)? ‘toshi said you weren’t feeling well... and i um, i wanted to help. so uh, i brought mr. cradle in case you want to uh... um... cuddle! yeah, cuddle.”

mr. cradle was the stuffed cat you had won her at the fair a couple months back. it was the first time she hugged you as she thanked you for it. you all cried that day.

a disheveled shinsou appeared in your doorway, slightly out of breath. eri must’ve wandered off without him noticing. “(y/n), i-”, hitoshi started.

“no, it’s okay, toshi.” you looked back at eri. “i’d love to cuddle with mr. cradle. and you, if that’s okay?”

the little girl’s eyes lit up. she quickly maneuvered her way into the hug you had with yamada, not before handing you mr. cradle. you hugged her and the cat closer, as yamada pulled aizawa into the pile. you all looked over at hitoshi who still stood in the doorway. “can you come cuddle with us toshi?” eri asked, voice slightly muffled as she had her head resting on your shoulder. shinsou sighed and sat down next to aizawa, leaning his head on his lap.

“you’re safe now, kiddo.” aizawa stated.

you closed your eyes and finally let yourself relax in the embrace of your family.

yeah, you’re safe now.

[paradisewithinpain]

random haikyuu headcanons cause i can

there might be some time skip spoilers in here fyi

tendou listens to mother mother religiously and somehow put goshiki on it too

suga was the type of kid who picked up bugs that made their way into the house and put them back outside

kenma hates conflict and mutes his mic when the people he plays with argue

daichi cannot stand the texture of applesauce

bokuto's favorite book is the sun is also a star

ushijima watches hallmark and finds it endearing

makki and matsukawa both own maid dresses and wear them at least once a month to gain more followers on tik tok

atsumu really wants to learn how to cook so he can spend more time with osamu so he learns recipes to try and impress him

aone has a baby cousin that absolutely adores him and is the only reason he hasn't lost hope when interacting with kids

akaashi draws hands to make him feel better about his own

sakusa despises black coffee despite his demeanor

hinata and natsu have weekly sibling nights where they just sit and talk

iwaizumi doesnt believe in spirits or anything but everytime the seijoh four go ghost hunting, ghosts always mess with him and only him

ennoshita sleeps with two specific pillows and cannot sleep without both of them

fukanaga tells jokes because he has a really heard time conversating with others

kiyoko looks good in any color

ukai once dyed his hair red on a dare and it actually looked good

omimi took a summer job at an amusement park and he absolutely loved it

lev can sing but nobody takes him seriously when he says it but is too nervous to actually sing

akagi refuses to bite into his string cheese, he doesnt care how dirty his hands are, he has to peel it

kyoutani's (maddog) older sister (pretty sure it's canon) is the only person who's genuinely seen him cry because she's the only person he feels comfortable with

tanaka and nishinoya once made out as 'bros' and that was when they both realized they liked guys

terushima once tried jumping a fence and cut his leg really bad you could see the bone, the scar runs from mid calf all the way to his knee

yachi hosted an exchange student when she was in her last year of junior high and the exchange student was her gay awakening

oikawa has pushed kids off the swing because they said something bad about his nephew

aran's younger brother never grew out of his 'my brother is the best' phase, even after the time skip

inuoka has really good fashion sense and can make an outfit out of anything given article of clothing

kindaichi has a pretty diverse music taste to the point where he'll have my chemical romance and cavetown in the same playlist

kinoshita's 99% of the time fiddling with something because he can't sit still

kohona grew to love the whole 'jack of all trades, master of none' thing because his little sister who told him that people who were really good at one thing were boring

suna dances like a piece of cardboard

yamaguchi made a post holding a french fry next to tsukishima with the caption, 'i can't spot the difference' and it blew up. tsukishima didn't talk to him for a week

takeda really likes sparkling water but absolutely despises soda

alisa talks to the younger generation about mental and health issues especially since she's gone through quite a lot as a model

kageyama can be found talking about life and himself sometimes but in reality he's talking to his grandfather

kunimi and his sister go driving a lot and just vibe together

semi once sang the national anthem for a school event and when people came up to him and complimented him, he nearly started crying

saeko has a fat crush on natasha romanoff

tsukishima hates absolute silence so he always has music or white noise playing in the background no matter what

osamu once got food poisoning but forgot to throw out the food so he ate it again the next day and got food poisoning again

reon does yoga and is really flexible but doesnt show off

kuroo cannot flirt to save his life

asahi has watched Harry Potter at least 6 times and read the series more times than he can count but is absolutely terrified of aragog

komori is a really good fighter and got into quite a few fights in order to defend his cousin when they were younger

yamamoto once drank an entire gallon of water in one sitting then threw it up right after

narita has a podcast where he reads bedtime stories in english and he has over 15k subscribers worldwide

yahaba acts all sauve with girls to hid the fact that he's hella gay

[paradisewithinpain]

number generators really be coming up with some of the best pairs

13. hm? you wanna repeat that for me babe?

65. our kids would be so cute 

kuroo x reader

dates with your nerd of a boyfriend were usually dorky yet memorable. however, you never expected one of your dates to reveal mutual secrets.

gender and race neutral per usual!

“i’m so sorry, (y/n). you know i can’t say no to her! she’s too nice.”

“it’s fine, tetsu. i completely understand.” you rolled your eyes at your boyfriend’s over-dramatics.

“i really am sorry, kitten.”

you stayed silent, an idea popping in your head. “what if i helped out?”

“huh?”

“you said your neighbor was leaving for the entire afternoon, right? i know you can rangle an entire volleyball team but kids are very different. plus, i don’t really think you have much experience in that arena.”

“and you do?” you could practically see his smirk from the other side of the screen.

“i have more experience than you. remember the training camp?”

a few weeks back, you and the team had gone to visit the neighboring high schools for a training camp. when your team arrived, you were all shocked to see a pair of kids greeting you from the bus. apparently, one of the coaches had their kids for the weekend and less than 2 hours into the camp, the two kids had attached themselves to your legs, following you everywhere, the bathroom and locker room being the only exception.

“i remember, but are you sure? there’s gonna be three of them and two of us. plus, the youngest is only 2 years old.”

“that’s fine. besides, there’s nothing we can’t do together, right?”

“alrighty then.”

and that’s how you found yourself, a couple of movies, a fort, and a pizza fest later. at the moment, you were trying to calm the youngest before a full-blown tantrum could commence while your boyfriend was in the process of wrangling a set of twins who were set on not going to bed.

you had tried everything you could think of, offering her the stuffed animal she loved, a song, even a collection of sweets. raking your mind, set you came up with a whim, a final ditch of effort to get her to sleep. “do you wanna hear a story?”

the crying ceased, watery, doe-like eyes stared up at you. sighing in relief, you sat on the edge of her bed and began.

“once upon a time, in a far off kingdom, there was a prince. the prince was very smart but very silly too. he was an amazing ruler and everyone loved and respected him very much. however, the prince was missing one thing. can you guess what it was?”

the child’s eyes lit up, “a partner!”

you ruffled her hair slightly, “what a smart girl you are! the prince was indeed missing a partner. he had searched far and wide, but never found anyone. until one day, he snuck out of the castle to look at the stars. he sighed and looked up, watching in amazement and hope as a shooting star passed by. the prince wished upon the star that he would find someone to love him. the next morning, when the prince woke up, he was longer a prince, he was a cat!”

the little girl’s face scrunched up in confusion, “a cat? why a cat?”

you shrugged but continued on. “the prince was very confused but he decided to explore with his new found freedom. he ventured out of the castle undetected and roamed around till he got to the village. but because he was a black cat, a lot of people avoided him, believing he would bring them bad luck. this made the prince very sad. but soon, a very nice villager around his age came around and noticed the prince. they gave him a piece of fish and smiled at the prince before walking away.

this continued for a week. the villager would find the cat in the middle of the village, feed him a fish, then leave. the kindness of the villager caused the prince to slowly fall in love. he began to watch the villager from afar, as they cared for other but were also hard working.

soon after, the villager came back and they looked very sad. the prince nuzzled up to them, as if asking them what was wrong. the villager explained how the royal council had announced the prince had gone missing. ‘i really liked the prince,’ the villager said. ‘he was always so kind to everyone, smart too. i wish i could meet him.’ the prince wanted to say something but all that came out were small meows. the villager smiled and scratched the cat’s head. ‘i just really love him, you know?’ the cat’s eyes lit up and he climbed onto the villager’s lap and nuzzled his nose against theirs, happy that the villager had felt the same way about him.

suddenly, the prince began to feel funny and closed his eyes. when he opened them, he was a prince again. the villager stared at him, surprised. the prince wasted no time, explaining how he felt about the villager and asking them to come home with him. the villager agreed and-”

“they lived happily ever after?” a sleepy voice asked.

you looked down at the child and smiled. “yeah, they lived happy ever after.”

the girl smiled, content with the story, and drifted off to sleep. you stood from the bed and turned to the door, surprised to see your boyfriend smiling softly at you. “you finally get those rascals to bed?” you asked as you dragged him back to the livingroom.

“yeah, took much long than i thought it would.” he admitted, the both of you collapsing on the couch. “i enjoyed your story. i have to ask though, why’d you make the prince a cat?”

you weren’t even looking at him but you could hear the smirk on his face. but that didn’t mean you would satisfy your boyfriend. “because princes are stupid, and so are cats.” 

he gasped and tackled you, bring you down as he pinned your wrist about your head, straddling you in the process. “hm? you wanna repeat that for me babe?” you shook you head as you stifled your laughter, not wanting to wake the kids, but also not wanting to give your boyfriend the satisfaction.

he glared down at you and you held his gaze, not backing down. he sighed after a minute and collapsed ontop of you, his head hitting your chest. “kuroo! get off of me you big log!” you whisper yelled. “nope, this is your punishment, kitten.”

you sighed and gave in, wrapping your arm around the middle blocker. your hands eventually made way to his hair and he let out a purr of satisfaction.

the room was silent until he broke it with a surprising revelation. “our kids would be so cute.” your hands stilled in his hair and he shot up, realizing what he had said.

“um, i’m sorry! i was just thinking out loud and i’m sorry if i made you uncomfortable-.”

“you’re right.”

“i’m really sorry i-.” he paused, taking in what you’d said. “really?”

“i mean, yeah. we’re still young and obviously can’t have kids right now but maybe in the future. even if we adopt of something, i’d love to raise a family with you.” you admitted.

kuroo stared at you for a good minute. he’d never admit it to you, well at least not now, but he’d been dreaming of raising a child with you, as long as it was something you had wanted. whenever he saw you with kids, his heart couldn’t help but soar. it was during the training camp when he realized he wanted to have a future with you. his team had teased him endlessly when he stared at you lovingly as you interacted with the kids but tonight had been an eye opener.

you cupped his cheek, effectively bringing him out his thoughts. “babe? you okay?” the captain smiled like a lovesick fool. he plopped his body back onto yours and you continued your ministrations.

“i wanna raise a family with you too, (y/n).”

“i’m glad to hear that tetsu.”

“...but only if we get a cat.”

[paradisewithinpain]

there was something off about remus. sirius knew it, lily knew it, hell, even McGonagall knew it. but if there was anything remus did better than staying out of trouble, it was hiding his emotions. and it was driving sirius insane.

"hey moony! how's it hanging?"

the boisterous greeting was unusual, considering sirius was not a morning person in the slightest. on a normal day, the marauders would get a few slurred words at best. but on this saturday morning there was nothing but energy and masked worry in the oldest black's greeting.

the shift in routine seemed to go unnoticed by the werewolf. not glancing up from his book, remus answered, "i'm fine, thank you."

there it is again, sirius thought. almost every morning since their 4th year, it was now nearing the end of their 6th, remus would be the first to be downstairs for breakfast and have a cup of coffee ready for sirius. for the past 2 weeks, there's been nothing more than unmet eyes and curt responses, not the soft smiles and generosity sirius was used to.

but the black was stubborn.

"well that's nice to hear, got any plans for today?"

"nope. but if you'll excuse me, i need to finish my transfiguration paper." with that the chestnut haired boy was up and gone.

sirius let out a groan and slammed his head on the table. he knew for a fact that remus had turned that paper in nights ago. the prefect was barely trying to hide the fact he's been ignoring him and sirius was tired of it. and what made it worse was that it was just him. peter, marlene, and dorcas had reported nothing wrong with the lycanthrope. but every time sirius merely opened his mouth in his direction, remus fled.

"still no luck?"

sirius only groaned again at the redhead's question.

"it's alright mate, he'll come around sooner or later." a callused hand patted his shoulder.

"you've been saying that about evans since first year, why should i believe you?" sirius mocked, raising his head to stare at his best friend.

james simply shrugged, "cause it's true."

the redheaded prefect rolled her eyes and sat down, "i've tried talking to him but everytime i bring you up, he changes the subject."

sirius's heart sunk, it was one thing to avoid someone, but a whole different level to avoid talking about them. the mop of black hair hit the table again.

"evans, i don't think you're helping." james whispered.

"would you rather i lie to him?"

"well you practically told him the love of his life didn't wanna talk about him."

that caught sirius's attention, "what the hell james? i thought you said you wouldn't tell anyone!"

"oh please, you two have been drooling after each other since 4th year, i'll bet you even dumbledore knows at this point." lily snickered.

sirius leaned back and ran a hand through his hair. "yeah, well, i guess he'll be disappointed when he finds out it's all one-sided."

the duo in front of him shared a look before laughing wholeheartedly. sirius glared at his fellow housemates. "ha ha, laugh at my misery why don't you." he placed his head back on the table in distress.

"oh no, we're laughing at your stupidity, pads." james made out in between chuckles.

"yeah, you seriously think it's one-sided? sirius, remus has been in love with you for over a year." lily revealed.

the black haired boy shot up so fast, you would think he would've gotten whiplash at this point.

"what are you talking about? no he's not"

"oh really?" lily's eyebrows shot up. "then why does he always have a cup of coffee ready for you almost every morning?"

"he's just being nice." sirius retorts.

"really mate? then why does he only come to quidditch practice when you ask him?"

"as i said, he's just being nice."

"sirius, he lets you eat his chocolate, something he won't let anyone else even touch, including me, and i'm his best friend."

"getting possessive, evans?"

"shut up, you know what i mean."

"it doesn't matter of he does all those things for me, he doesn't feel the same way." sirius concluded.

the air was tense for a minute before sirius felt his hand being pulled and found himself being dragged from the great hall.

"i'd appreciate it if you brought my best friend back alive, evans!" james shouted after them but was ignored, per usual.

"evans, where are we going?" sirius asked, although he had a feeling he already knew the answer.

"we are going to your dorms and you and remus are going to fix whatever the hell is wrong. and no, you're not getting out of this so don't even try."

the retort sirius had died on his tongue after that last statement as he allowed himself to be dragged back to his dorm.

lily stomped her way up the stairs and slammed the dorm room door open, startling awake a sleeping peter and making an even more startled remus go pale.

the redheaded prefect effortlessly hoisted a half asleep peter out of bed and glanced back at the awkward duo. "i will be in the common room and i pray to merlin that you don't even think about coming down there until all is solved. and if it's not, i will drag you right back." and with that, she shut the door.

to say the room was tense would be an understatement, as neither one wanted to make the first move.

"moony i-"

"sirius-"

both mouths shut, and discomfort filled the room. sirius took a good look at the werewolf. his hair was messier than it's usual tussled look. there were bags underneath his eyes that usually only showed up before a full moon, which was at least two weeks away. and to top it all off, remus was wearing the jumper he only wore when he was stressed, as it was slightly bigger and softer than the rest in his collection.

the elder black knew this would go nowhere if they continued in silence like this, so he made the first move. sitting down on his bed, which was right next to remus, sirius couldn't help but stare, trying to break down the walls remus had so quickly built up between them.

"moony, can you please talk to me? i can't fix what i did if you don't tell me what i did wrong, let alone look at me."

sirius could see the wheels turning in remus's head. after a few moments of silence, remus finally spoke. "do you remember a couple weeks ago, in potions?"

sirius noted the softness in his voice, and how remus had began to fiddle with the end of the jumper, another reason this was his 'stress jumper', the sleeves were longer, meaning he had something to fiddle with. "yeah, i remember. we brewed uh, what was that potion called again?"

"amortentia."

"yeah, that one. what about it?" sirius questioned.

"so, if you brew it correctly, you're supposed to be able to smell what you love. or, i guess, what you're attracted to. you know that, right?"

how could he forget? when he and james had somehow finished making the potion, all he could smell was the overwhelming scent of ink and parchment, old books, and so much chocolate.

"is that what this is about? some potion? that's why you've been avoiding me?" sirius would be lying if he said he wasn't slightly annoyed. a potion? really? it's not like he smelled-

oh

sirius's eyes widened as he stared at the boy across from him who had finally looked up. "moony... did you-?"

remus was quick to interject. "it's weird, i know. at first it was books and chocolate but then it was your stupid leather jacket, and your stupid cigarettes and that stupidly cheap cologne you always use. and i didn't know what to do. every time i looked at you it was like i was drowning in you and i just couldn't handle it."

"so you've been avoiding me... because you like me?"

looking off to the side, remus mumbled, "i just hoped that if i put some distance between us, it would go away."

the room went silent and remus put his head down again.

"well, has it?"

"has what?"

"has it gone away? your feelings?"

"why does it matter?"

sirius let out a small chuckle, "i really have to spell it out for you, huh? i thought you were the smart one."

remus lifted his head only to glare at the shoulder haired boy, who stood with a small smile on his face.

"can i tell you something, moony?"

remus hesitated but nodded. he watched as sirius joined him on his bed.

taking a deep breath, sirius confessed. "i just spent the past 10 minutes complaining to prongs and evans about how i thought my best friend, the person i've been falling for since 4th year, the guy i also smelled in my amortentia, has been ignoring me for the past 2 weeks."

this time it was remus's turn to be surprised. "are you serious?"

"why yes, yes i am." this earned him a smack to the arm.

"i'm not joking though, i've had it bad for a while. even McGonagall picked up on it. why do you think she's been pairing us together since last year?"

remus let out a small laugh at that. the breath in his throat was cut off when he felt a pair of hands encase his own. looking up at the older between the two, remus's cheeks began to burn. "so you're not upset?" the lycanthrope asked.

sirius let out a laugh, "moony i just confessed to you and you're asking if i'm mad at you?"

"well excuse me for wanting to be sure!" the retort was lost in the laughs both boys let out. sirius had stopped laughing early, taking a second to admire the boy before him. it had been almost 3 weeks since he had seen him smile, god how he missed this. the animagi reached out to cup the younger's cheeks, making him fall silent.

the new silence was no longer tense or uncomfortable, but full of relief and new found desire.

the two boys found themselves leaning in until they were centimeters apart. remus let out a small 'fuck it' and closed the gap.

it was messy, and teeth definitely clashed, but it felt so right. sirius pulled away first, air being a human necessity. but remus only gave him a moment before his lips were back on his, hands grasping at clothes and holding onto the other with a desperate need to not let go.

after what felt like hours, sirius let out a groan when remus tugged at his hair, finally breaking away, despite his want to keep going. "as much i would love to keep going, i don't think we should keep lily waiting." sirius reasoned.

remus let out a mix between a groan and whine, but followed sirius's lead in getting up and fixing his clothes. when he looked back at his dorm mate, he flushed and looked away at the intense gaze that fell upon him. "pads, you're staring."

"we just made out on your bed and that's what flusters you?"

"shut up."

"you're adorable, moony."

remus let out a groan and hid his face in his hands, ignoring the vibrant laugh coming from sirius. he felt his hands being pulled down and a peck being pressed to his lips. remus didn't even need to look to see the smile sirius had. he let himself get dragged down the stairs where lily sat next to a sleeping peter.

at the sight of their joined hands, lily smiled and stood up, dusting herself off. "it seems like my work here is done." she turned to leave but stopped and turned to back to the duo. "just so you know, i expect to be invited to the wedding. and use protection!"

remus and sirius didn't dare look at each other, neither wanting the other to see how flushed they had become. thankfully, remus broke the silence. "so, what are we?"

the shorter of the two looked up at the werewolf. "what do you want us to be?"

"i want... i want us to be together. if that's okay with you?"

sirius smiled brightly, "definitely"