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xxsycamore · 2 years ago

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𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐲, 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝

↬ 🤍 Keith Howell offers a very special gift to the prince and princess of Rhodolite, who share a birthday - himself.

Keith Howell x Original Female Character x Luke Randolph; Luke x OC; Keith x OC; Luke Randolph x Keith Howell • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Threesome - F/M/M; Birthday Sex; Kink Negotiation; Biting; Marking; Blow Jobs; Resolved Sexual Tension; Doggy Style; Spitroasting; Vaginal Fingering; Vaginal Sex; Dirty Talk; Cunnilingus; Riding; Lap Sex; Creampie; Kissing; Come Eating; Size Difference; Size Kink • wordcount: 2,305 • masterlist

a/n: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO MY DARLING @queengiuliettafirstlady AND TO HER BOY LUKE! 🎉🎉🎉 My dying laptop got in the way of me posting this one time and I'm sorry about that. Here too, I want to say that I love you so much Julie, keep being the awesome and lovely you ❤

"My prince… where are you taking me? Wouldn't your brothers be upset if we leave the banquet so early in the evening?"

"Don't think about them, Julie…this is our day. Follow me, you'll see soon."

Luke's big hand gently squeezes hers, and in a flash the conflict written across Julie's face morphs into joy that reaches to her sparkling eyes. He's right; today is their shared birthday - even if celebrations are held for them, they've already stayed at the salon plenty: it surely would be enough! The food was great, especially the cake which looked to be more suited at a royal wedding, with its multiple tiers… truly, a day to remember. Though, the day is far from over, and Julie can barely hide her excitement as she runs together with Luke, gathering her formal dress in her glove-clad hands in order not to trip on it.

"We told the servants to leave the presents in our room… I was just informed about the delivery of a big one."

A big one? What could it be? Curiosity peaking in the moment Luke pushes the bedchambers' doors open, Julie's eyes dart through the slit as it widens.

And she gasps.

In her and Luke's shared king-sized bed, there is a… big present.

"H-Happy birthday, Prince Luke, happy birthday, Princess Julie."

Luke finds Julie's free hand, the other busy covering a wide-open mouth as his lover stares at the naked Prince Keith Howell in their bed.

Well, he's not naked, he's practically fully dressed in red ribbon, from neck to toe, wrapped like the present he is.

The gentle caress returns Julie to Earth, and she notices both men looking at her - once Luke successfully steals her attention, he beings explaining.

"We talked about this with Keith, remember? He wrote me a letter where he said he's ready and willing to…join us… It couldn't be a birthday surprise for both of us, but we tried to at least save it for you. Julie, if you don't want to right now…"

"I want it!"

Both the rhodolitian and the jadean princes widen their eyes in surprise at Julie's enthusiasm, but judging by the way she remains with her eyes tightly shut, she might as well be surprised by her own reaction, as well.

Luke's lazy laughter is like a gentle breeze on a scorching hot summer night, and Keith's nervous chuckle feels like rolling on the cool sheets on the other side of the bed. She must be thinking these things because her dress starts to feel a little too much in contrast to Keith's stark nakedness as he nervously slides a knee on the silky bedcovers.

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"Prince Luke… don't forget that- ah- this is s-supposed to be a birthday gift for both of you…"

"Mmm…" Luke tilts his head a little, adjusting his angle as he looks for another enticing spot on Keith's neck. He settles on the conjunction of his nape and shoulder, and traces the outline of his lips with his wet tongue before kissing the chosen spot. Of course, it's not any innocent kiss; it's an open mouthed one that quickly reshapes into suckling teeth-first into the flesh.

Luke has caught himself spacing off a lot in those tea parties with Keith; not because of what he conversates about being uninteresting, but rather because the stag-crested prince has one too many pretty attributes in his person. One such attribute is his beautiful skin; specked with miniature freckles there and there - much alike Luke's own sweetheart, Princess Julie - and also there's that patch of blankness of one side of the neck, as if to entice hunger. Or at least, that's what Luke has been thinking, on those tea parties, snapping out of it only when the prince bashfully rubs that same spot on his neck, asking if he's boring him. Luke has been shrugging it off with the conclusion he must be craving honey - the hunger is the same, no? Admiring an attractive person is a given sometimes, and he knows for a fact he only ever has eyes for Julie. It's only when she shared out of the blue one day how pretty Prince Keith is, that Luke realized their observations match.

Prince Keith was a good friend of theirs, holding nothing but utter respect and warm feelings since the beginning. With the exchange of compliments prompted by the Randolphs, Keith has been quick to blush but also quick to offer a compliment in return. With neither of the three being the type to say things as they are - where is Prince Jin in such moments? - it took a bit to get to the point, but Keith's expression has been priceless once they got there. It wasn't a negative reaction either, quite the opposite.

Now, Luke might not be realizing how the ends of his sunset-colored locks are tickling Keith's skin. He's so concentrated on savoring him, like a bear that finally got its paws on the honeycomb. He's latched onto his beautiful neck, giving Keith hickey after hickey. He expected to be refused to mark him, for understandable reasons, but Keith simply said he was very into high-collared outfits lately.

Now, that's not the only reason for the wanton moans to fall from his mouth, else he'd find himself in a very embarrassing spot indeed. Having his member embraced by the hot cavern of the princess' mouth as she hollows out her cheeks is a delight few can live to talk about, Keith imagines. The rhodolitian prince is one of these few; the tent in his white trousers is perhaps born by the reminder of it. Gentleman to gentleman, Keith reaches a hand to help him out, seeing that he neglects his pleasure. The curiosity to see what the auburn-haired giant sports is half at fault, though, and he gets that curiosity sated quicker than he'd rush to undo his own confines. They were kind enough to unwrap him and cast the ribbon aside, so who can blame him if his hands get into a bit of mischief?

The size pleases him greatly, to his own surprise - it's not because his own domineers, he's pretty sure it doesn't, in fact - he's not quite sure why. It's a tool of pleasure, that's what his lust-hazed brain tells him, as embarrassing as that would be to admit.

"It's supposed to be a birthday gift for both of you." He repeats his lastly-spoken words, hands gripping and releasing the bedsheets, lamenting at the loss of movement coming from the princess' wicked tongue as she halts to listen. He picks up his speech again.

"I want to bring both of you pleasure… but first, I want to see how you, Prince Luke, bring pleasure to Princess Julie. I want to see how she wants to be loved. And I want to see how you take that pleasure from her. I want to learn how to please both of you."

It was a lot to confess on a single breath, and luckily he gets away with being breathless. Julie keeps her firm grip on his cock, looking at Luke as if to communicate the situation wordlessly with him, all while tapping Keith's tip on her bottom lip, smearing his precome on it.

Luke makes a small noise of approval, the corners of his mouth outstretched in a smile. The way he's lazily pumping his own cock, it's an offer he can't refuse, and in just another second Keith gets to see exactly what kind of offer it is.

"Julie loves being taken from behind, like this…"

Straight to the point, Luke pushes himself off the mattress, arriving behind his lover in a second. Keith can't follow his hand where it disappears behind the curve of her rear, but he guesses by the noises alone how willing the lady is for this, and for all that follows. Once he positions his long limbs in preparation, those forest green eyes bore into his - it's a seemingly bored gaze, half-lidded; a lot like his usual look, but also, unmistakably heavy with lust. He explains something borderline vulgar about teasing his beloved's entrance before piercing it, but the way he holds Keith's gaze as if actually teaching him and making sure he pays attention, it's pure erotism. And Keith never thought himself the voyeur type, especially not in the situation where his two friends welcomed him in their bedroom to have their eyes glued to his every movement as he makes love with them.

It sounds like that felt nice, Keith thinks, hearing the moan that announces the beginning of Julie's trip to pound town.

"Oh, this is hard to do at the same time…!" The attempts to revive her ministrations on Keith's cock are initially unsuccessful, but by the time Keith considers sparing her the hardship, she gets the hang of it, taking him inside her mouth further with every thrust of Luke.

Keith would gladly erase any of those widely talked about spectacular jadean landscapes from his memory reel in exchange for this sight burned into his pupils.

Luke's trusts are nice and long, presumably hitting the depths of his lover, and she makes delightful sounds in return. Like a good student, Keith takes mental notes, hoping to do good when it gets his turn - if he doesn't completely surrender to Julie's mouth by then. It would be a sweet surrender, for one. She seems to be enjoying herself a lot bobbing her head on his cock, he's grateful for the little pauses she makes or else the pair would remember him by an embarrassing lack of self-control.

"I love being the filling to your sandwich..."

Luke sucks on a breath with this hearty confession coming from Julie, pleasantly surprised by her naughtiness. Looking at it now, her state is exactly as she said, bent over the jadean prince's long legs, pleasured from behind and pleasuring at her front.

"Hmm… would you also love it if we're the cream to your pie?" Breaking his steady pace to completely cover her with his body and lean in near, Luke puts a strand of hair behind her ear, craving a glimpse of her expression.

"I-I thought you preferred honey pies, my darling…"

The low grunt resonating deep within Luke's throat serves as a warning to his ignited appetite, and he playfully bites her ear.

"I do, Julieee… you know it already. But I want to eat you right now."

Pulling out from her wet tightness, Luke sinks to his knees and spreads Julie's cheeks apart with his large hands, diving in for a long lick across her freshly-fucked slit. Juices gush from her hole, and Luke catches them with his tongue unashamed of the noises that fill the room.

"I can't- Take it anymore…-"

Snapping out from the cycle of pleasure the moment she hears Keith's warning, Julie lets his cock fall from her lips, a thin line of drool connecting them still. She nods at Keith, and reaches a hand behind her to lightly tap Luke's shoulder. He ends up needing more than a gentle tap to stop, the glutton that he is, but he finally complies.

Despite the teachings, Julie hops right into Keith's lap, where he wouldn't be able to show all of what he learned. The mountain of pillows behind him is comfortable, but the comfort that truly renders him immobile comes with the plush hotness that wraps tightly around his aching cock. The princess doesn't stop descending until she has him fully hilted inside, and Keith can only exclaim something to the heavens above, overly polite, true to his style, but dirty in the context of what is happening. He lets Julie bounce on his cock and take what she wants from him, finding it hard to recognize himself as someone so glad to serve as a naughty birthday present to be enjoyed. Though, he has to check if it's not actually his birthday today, for a chance.

"Princess Julie, I'm afraid if you don't slow down-"

"Do it, Keith. We have the whole night ahead of us."

Carding his fingers through his ashy hair, Keith exhales vocally, muscles tensing. It's a little funny to have reservations about wrapping his arms around the princess' waist when he's already buried all the way inside her, but he still feels like asking for permission.

Once they start dancing that dangerous dance, there is no turning back, and Keith's composure crumbles. He moves the princess up and down his length, searching for his peak in her depths - and in a flash, finding it with a wave of liquid pleasure. He rocks the lady on his cock and lets her milk him of all he has, experiencing one of his best orgasms so far. The pleasant sensations continue to linger even after she rises up, letting the sticky aftermath of their coupling to drip down between their bodies.

"You're not making me wait for my snack any longer, Julie."

The girly shriek that pierces the air is lidden with fun, as Julie giggles at being manhandled to laying on her back, legs held high in the air in Luke's strong grip.

"I like this kind of pie too…" Is all Luke says before resuming his earlier activity of snacking on her, running his tongue on her folds for his own enjoyment in that lazy and charming way of his, and even the small shocks of overstimulation are worth it.

Keith feels himself growing hard watching them.

He jumps from his defeated, thoroughly-ridden position with new strength, hastily leaning down to smash his lips against Julie's. There are more kisses he's willing to gift tonight, but not everyone got their lips unoccupied at the current moment.

There is no rush. We have the whole night ahead of us, Julie said.

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dfroggofarson · 3 years ago

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well, well, well, if it isn't miss too-busy-to-actually-write-the-sequel but-not-too-busy-to-daydream-about-it-24/7.

guess what, it is.

actually, i never expected to get so much love and attention on my previous post, A betrayal so deep... i originally planned it to be a small oneshot. but someone's clearly had other intentions, so what can i do if not humbly fulfilling @sweetistic, @looking4regi, @angryhope, @thenyxsky, and @etherisy's request?

you all are amazing. and that goes for everyone who noted on it. seriously, thank you, guys.

so, i won't take any more of your time. requests are sill open ofc :3

enjoy! ^^

... and a grave burglarized.

A betrayal so deep... part 2.

"Hahaha!"

"On your left! He's got it!"

"You'll never catch me! Haha!"

Ugh. Children.

The wanderer grimaced. Here, in a no-name village in the west of Fontaine, he had to handle some unfinished business. But he arrived a bit too early, and now, he had to wait.

Him. Waiting for a pityful criminal.

What a miserable turn of tables.

Scaramouche had plenty of time, since Pierro told him to wait for the perfect moment to strike down. It was an easy job, but it had to be handled perfectly, that's why he sent the Balladeer to get it done. He would rather accept a quest more... worthy for his powers, but since it was one of his first jobs, he could not decline it.

And that's how he ended up amongst a group of playing children.

Suddenly, out of knowhere, an object appeared in his sight. It was flying straight toward his head. Of course, he was no fool, he caught it with his right hand.

It was a red ball.

He slowly looked at the children, now silent and still. There were five, all of them looking scared and hesitant. Good.

He scoffed. Oh, these human children. So fragile and ignorant.

"Excuse me, mister. You look strong. What is your secret?"

He looked down to his left, with a slightly surprised face, where another child stood. Blinking with their huge eyes, staring at him. He barely even noticed when they came there.

"What?" He asked. The child blinked again.

"You look so strong! You caught that ball single-handedly and you didn't even look! What is your secret? How are you so strong?"

He frowned.

There was something... disturbing in that kid's aura. Not the appearance and not the looks, but... something he couldn't explain.

"Here, the ball. Now, go away," he said, tossing the toy to the unknown's hands. They dropped it.

"I don't need the ball, it's theirs," they pointed at the direction of the terrified children. "They never let me play with them anyway. I'm always alone, so I need to be stronger to protect myself."

Scaramouche scoffed.

"Haven't you learned something from life already, huh?" He shook his head with a sarcastic smile. "Well then, I'll tell you."

The child, not older than thirteen or maybe fourteen, leaned closer with sparkling eyes. The wanderer smirked.

"Or maybe I just won't."

The kid gasped.

"Hey, that's not fair! You promised!"

"Exactly. I promised, and then I didn't do it. That's how life works, kid," Scaramouche replied, dawing his attention from the child to the entrance of a building. A group of people started to crowd infront of it, waiting for the doors to open. Maybe that's the perfect moment.

"But..."

"Good luck," he said, then disappeared.

The kid stared into the place where he was sitting just a moment ago.

No, they won't give up on it. They will find the misterious stranger and makes him say the secret of his power! That is the new purpose in life, besides staying alive in this cruel world of careless people.

So they waited.

And waited.

The moon was already up on the sky when Scaramouche came out of the building. He wiped a droplet of blood off of his face, then continued his lazy walk. The work had been done, perfect as always, and now, all that was left to do is to return to the Harbingers.

"Mister! You're finally here!"

Scaramouche turned around, surprisedly looking at the kid standing behind him. The same he encountered hours ago.

Great, he sighed.

"Leave me alone, kid, or you'll regret it," he said with a warning tone, but the child didn't flinch.

"No, not until you tell me your secret."

"That's not how it goes," he replied, slowly taking a step toward them.

"Then teach me how! Tell me how can I be so powerful like you, and then I'll leave you alone. I promise!"

"Promises worth nothing, you should know that," he said. "I have no reason to tell you. And I won't reason with you. Go away."

"Please!"

"Ugh. Annoying. No."

Then something strange happened.

The kid vanished in a blink of an eye. Scaramouche sensed them behind his back - and that way he could easily block the kick coming to his left. With a sudden movement of his hand, he grabbed the child's leg, and threw them over his shoulder.

"Are you that desperate? Tch. Pathetic," he shook his head, ready to leave, but a little hand grabbed on his ankle.

"Don't... go," the child whispered.

And at that moment, something in Scaramouche changed.

Seeing a little kid on the pavement, determined to survive and achieve their goal infront of a so powerful being they couldn't even understand the strenght of. And yet, they are still clinging onto him, because they know that this might be their only chance ever.

They were almost like...

"Damn it."

He shook his ankle, getting their hand off of it. He took a moment to think trough. He knew he's gonna regret it, for the name of the Gods. But...

"Get up, kid. Now."

The child perked up their head in shock. They remained silent for a moment, not processing the words he said.

"Really?"

"I'm not going to repeat myself. Come with me or stay here for the rest of your hopeless life," he said, voice cold as ice. "And don't think I will care about your survival and happiness."

Still in complete shock, the child stood up, their body shaking a bit, but they didn't care. It was their chance to learn how to stay alive - and how to be the strongest.

At least, that was what they tought.

} > -- • -- < {

Darkness.

Endless, blinding, painful, suffocating darkness.

Nowhere to hide from it, no way to beat it, and not a chance to survive it. The only question was when, not what if.

Just let it end. Let it be over. Please...

You were down there, in your own grave with your name not even engraved on it, for the Archons know how long. And all you could do was to pray silently.

Pray for a quick death, a less painful death.

But your prayers were not heard. And soon enough, you lost track of time. No matter how loudly you screamed, banged your hands on your coffin's top until they started to bleed, or how humbly you promised everything to the Archons, Gods, or whoever listened - the darkness never left.

You gave up.

Just let it end already.

Just let it...

Then, suddenly, hope smiled on you.

You gasped for air. The sudden light of Moon blinded your sensitive eyes. Having no idea of how long have you been inside, you have never been happier in your entire life about a sip of clean air - until someone grabbed your throat.

"Oh, you're still alive? Aren't you an interesting puppet."

You couldn't process what was going on, you were still dizzy and disoriented. But your instincts worked instead of you, as you tried to free yourself from the tight sqeeze, arms and legs flying in the air. Someone lifted you out of the soil, and now they're holding you up.

You slowly realized you didn't even have enough power to hit the hand that held you hostage. Even tough you were drained, hot tears began to run down your cheeks.

You were powerless. Pathetic. Never strong enough.

"Aww, dont cry...!" Another hand wiped your tears down ever so gently, while the other sqeezed even harder on your throat. "Aren't you happy to see me again? Because I am!"

Childe cracked a wide, innocent smile.

But you knew very well that it had to do nothing with innocence.

"You and I are gonna have so much fun together!"

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podiumackles · 4 years ago

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hi! here is my prompt list. you can either use these to request your story, or you can submit your own storyline. remember to add your requested driver and the corresponding letter and number of the prompt.

e.g.: hello, could i request lando norris with prompts s14 and f6?

i mainly write for the following drivers:

disclaimer: for sebastian vettel, i only write fluff and angst.

fluff prompts (F)

"i feel so sick, please give me cuddles"

"is that my hoodie?" "no, not anymore."

"darling, you're staring. again."

"kill the damn spider!" "listen, i think now is the right time to tell you i am absolutely terrified."

"can i kiss you?"

"i hate you." "no, you don't."

"mate, that's my sister!"

"your presence is disturbing me. please shut up." "come here and make me."

"hang on, are you blushing?"

"hey honey, im streaming. want to come and say hello?"

"i am so punching you in the face if you don't stop." "id rather have you kissing me."

"did you just ask me out?"

"is that a baby bump or have you been eating a snack child?" "shut the fuck up, he doesn't know yet!"

"is this what you call flirting?" "you fell for it the first time, though."

"what do you want to do today?" "i just want to enjoy my lazy morning with you."

"i am sorry for waking you like a child, but i believe i just had a nightmare."

"do you want to come with me to the next race? i am sure the paddock will love you."

"please play guitar for me."

"did we really just kiss on my porch in the pouring rain?" "yeah, we are so cliche."

"did you just say you like me?"

"you really love her, don't you?"

"stay with me tonight."

"truth is, you make me a better person. and i'm sure everyone loves you for that."

"honey, i think i'm pregnant."

"did you just call this a date?"

"good god! you're in love with her!"

"you are the worst with children." "i wouldn't be if they were ours."

"are you even listening?" "sorry sweetheart, you were distracting me."

"should i start paying rent for how much i am in your head?"

"see you soon, i can't wait to kiss you again."

"don't worry, i kiss way better than i talk" "is that an invitation?"

"why are you such an ass?" "because i fucking love you!"

"can't you see im busy?" "i can, but you look too cute to ignore."

"did you just throw that at me?"

"as much as i love listening to your native language, you know i can't understand shit."

"i believe ive just gotten my period." "is there anything i can do for you?"

angst prompts (A)

"i am afraid of having the power to hold someone's heart and being trusted not to drop it."

"i'm not going to beg you to stay." "but what if i want you to so desperately?"

"please don't say you love me."

"i can't imagine a world with you gone."

"it's hard to believe but everything will be okay. i promise." "no, that is not a promise you can make."

"i guess we just weren't meant to be. not in this life."

"honestly? i am so fucking tired of being your secret."

"please, give me one more chance." "no. you have run out."

"i really never meant for me to hurt you." "but you did."

"i truly don't care, i'm done. get out."

"listen, i know i messed up, but i am unable to continue without you."

"i thought you loved me." "i did."

"what do we call this? what is this going on between us?"

"the choice is simple. either love me and pick me, or let me go. im not doing this anymore."

"then tell me, why the hell did you leave?"

"don't you see i'm fucking trying not to fall apart?"

"i can't. i don't want to get hurt again."

"i can't lose you." "but i am already gone."

"i'm not leaving, end of story." "yes, yes you are."

"don’t you dare fucking walk away from me! i am talking to you!" "and i'm done listening to you."

"you tricked me into loving you and left when you realised you couldn't handle the commitment."

"can i ask, what the hell have i ever done that you hate me this much?"

"it will be okay." "no, it will never be okay. was there ever a moment where i was enough for you?"

"please stop. you're scaring me."

"what is your fucking problem?" "the problem is that i think i'm in love with you, and i am absolutely terrified!"

"why do you always do this?" "it's easier to shut everyone out. nothing personal. just say i'm the problem and go."

"get those three words out of your dirty mouth. they are way too meaningful to be spoken out when you don't mean it."

"what the hell happened to us?"

"look me in the eyes and say that again."

"was there ever a moment your heart properly loved me?" "there was. until i broke it in the process."

smut prompts (S)

"i know it's the wrong thing to do, but i kinda want to."

"if he knew what i thought about you it would break his heart."

"show me what you think, darling."

"i truly wish i would able to control myself myself when i'm around you." "don't."

"is this distracting?" "well what do you expect?"

"i am so bored." "i might have an idea."

"no, we are definitely not having sex right now!" "yes, we are."

"darling, you need to tell me what you want."

"do you need some help with that?"

"fucking hell, shut your mouth." "make me."

"you are mine." "wait, are you fucking jealous?"

"do you like what you see, sweetheart?"

"didn't i tell you to stay still?"

"please just shut up and fuck me now."

"mind if i join you?"

"honey, do not give me that look. you know what it does to me."

"be a good girl and spread those legs."

"please, don't stop." "oh honey, i don't intend to."

"we are not sleeping tonight. be prepared."

"listen, it's not my fault you keep turning me on. you just have that effect."

"i want you to ride my thigh."

"i want to see you come undone. can you do that for me?"

"call me that one more time and you'll see the consequences."

"if you take another step, i cannot be held responsible for my actions that might follow."

"honey, i really don't care how good it feels. you better not cum until you're allowed to."

"just shut up and take your clothes off."

"did you give me a fucking hickey?"

"i kinda hate you, you know?" "ive been told. and that makes this even better."

"you want a quickie?" "what, now?"

"i thought you'd properly hate fuck me against the wall."

"ooh! so you have a breeding kink!" "do not fucking speak about this."

"wait, you seriously want him to join us?"

"you're seriously considering going back to your friends like that? you look like a mess, darling."

"tell me, have you just been touching yourself to the thought of me?"

"your pretty sounds are like music to my ears and i could listen to them all day."

"no wait! my parents are home."

"i want you to ride my thigh."

"alright, what do i get if i win?"

"i can’t believe we’re doing this. again." "i guess we're both each other's worst addiction."

"honey, please let me take your stress away."

#f1 writing #f1 imagine #prompt list #f1 prompts #f1 fluff #f1 smut #f1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #lando norris #pierre gasly #charles leclerc #daniel ricciardo #sebastian vettel #carlos sainz #george russell #max verstappen #f1 angst

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justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms · 2 years ago

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Hellooo id like to request matchups for Genshin Impact, MHA and Obey me! One of the brothers for Obey Me and a boi for the other two if thats okay <33

General stuff/Appearance

The names Jade, I'm female (she/her), 17 years old, straight, zodiac is pisces and mbti is intp. Im relatively short (160cm, idk what that is in feet Im European :,)) maybe 5'3??)). My parents are from Turkey but I was born in Austria so somehow I can speak 6 languages now- My skin tone is comparable to toast (lmao its a bit darker then toast but i am pretty pale), I have a diamond shaped head with sharp facial features, my hair is straight and dark brown with lighter variations in certain hair parts. I tie 'em up in a loose ponytail often tho. I let my shorter hair strains at the front do their own thingy, it's more fun xD. Brown eyes, straight nose, thin lips- all that stuff. Body type is hourglass.

Personality

One will realize pretty quickly that I am in fact not normal lmao- i'm a bit weird but i'm living for it. I'd describe myself as rather introverted though I'm not shy or timid. I just like to relax and do things my way. I have a lot of pride and discipline as well and I'm very proud of that. I'm also pretty easy to talk to if I do say so myself and laid-back as well. I have a lot of acceptance and tolerance so I am not quick to make unreasonable decisions. I'm also funny apparently (my friend's opinion. Lazy too but we don't talk about that HA-) I can snap pretty spontaneously tho if you push the right buttons. I'm still working on the anger management xD

Interests/Hobbies

If you couldn't already tell by my ability to speak a lot of languages I am really interested in them. I love to learn new stuff and expand my knowledge in general- I also LOVE listening to music (my earphones are my bebes) and sometimes drawing is pretty tempting as well. Idk why but designing / decorating is something I tend to enjoy doing even though I don't realize it. Gardening is also a hobby of mine. (Just smaller note because of my dislikes- i have no dislikes in that sense but if id had to settle on one it would be people being late to meetings or events in general, like bro u had one job-)

Just a few more smaller facts- My love language is quality time and I'm not overly experienced when it comes to relationships. I'm also more on the giving end than on the receiving end- I have trouble accepting help and kindness from others but am willing to love the other person unconditionally if I get to initiate the affection. I tend to be drawn to people that are confident and know how to handle any kind of situation.

Thank you in case my request gets accepted <33 bye byeee~

Hi Jade! Oh my goodness six languages! I can only speak English and a tiny bit of Italian. I'm trying to learn Japanese but it's slow going. Thank you for your request! I hope you like your matchups!

In Genshin Impact, I match you with...

You and Diluc are the definition of the straightlaced and weird couple. Diluc doesn't let his hair down a whole lot so having you in his life definitely brings a lot of strange energy that he hasn't had since his childhood.

He wouldn't change that for the world though. He loves listening to you talk about your interests. They're so different from all the wine business he has to deal with on a daily basis so it's a nice break.

Would like it if you sent him song recommendations. He would like to expand his music tastes a bit.

He'll listen to everything you send him and give his comments the next time he sees you.

Diluc loves spending quality time with you. I see his love languages as quality time and physical touch (he's without a doubt touch starved, please give him hugs).

He knows what it's like to feel like you don't deserve affection but he'll try to help you feel better about accepting help and kindness. He's always going to be there for you if you need him.

In My Hero Academia, I match you with...

Sero is the supportive person you need! He's going to support you unconditionally in everything you do. If he sees you need help but are struggling to ask for it, he'll approach you.

If you decline but he sees that you really wanted to say yes, he'll do little things to help out. Dinner? He's already cooking it, no need to worry. The laundry? He did that an hour ago. You want to go for a walk to clear your head? For sure!

Loves it when you speak in other languages. If you go off the headcannon that Sero speaks Spanish, he'd start replying to anything you say in another language in Spanish. Whether he understands what you've said or not, he's saying something back in Spanish.

Music is something that unites you. Please send him songs you like. He'll send some back!

Makes playlists for you that are combinations of his favourite songs, you favourites, and some that remain him of your relationship. They're his study playlists now.

In Obey Me, I match you with...

Lucifer definitely knows how to speak a bunch of languages. He's been around for who knows how long. Chances are high he speaks the same languages you do, plus a few.

Loves talking to you in other languages when his brothers are around, especially if he knows they don't speak that language. It feels more intimate (and makes his pride blow up).

Please introduce him to gardening. He would find it relaxing and it's a good break from doing paperwork for days on end.

Also please introduce him to songs that came out a little more recently than the classical music he listens to. I think he'd be a fan of rock ballads and songs with the same vibe as "Line Without a Hook" by Ricky Montgomery.

Enjoys spending quality time with you. He needs a break sometimes and there's nothing quite like having a mid-afternoon nap with someone you care about.

Lucifer likes that you have a point where you will snap. It makes him more comfortable letting you roam around the Devildom. He knows you won't let some random demon walk all over you.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #genshin impact #diluc #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #hanta sero #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #lucifer

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angelsswirl · 3 years ago

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Whatever Makes You Happy

You say you wanna try

Notes: this story has been done for ages im just lazy as all shit. One more chapter after this one!

Word Count: 3k+

Rating: M

"Sugar, there's a reason why we lose. You say you wanna cry but you never do. Sugar, there's a reason why we lose."

"So...how have you been?"

Lisa would be lying if she said she was giving Joy her undivided attention. She certainly wasn't. In fact, she was doing the complete opposite. Only listening to keywords and the pauses in sentences that indicated it was probably her turn to start speaking.

She couldn't have cared any less about what her Ex-Wife had to say to her. She was her Ex-Wife for a damn reason. Lisa was more preoccupied with how she was going to fix the other 98 problems that she had cultivated for herself within the next 48 hours. Lisa was more preoccupied with how she was going to get you to look her in the damn eye.

"Cut the shit, Joy. You do not care. And I'm not going to pretend that I care how you have been. If either of us gave a shit, I'm sure that we would talk way more frequently."

Of course, part of the reason you hadn't said much of anything to her was because Lisa herself hadn't bothered to say anything first at risk of gaping like a freshly plucked from the ocean catfish. There was no need to embarrass herself more than she already had in front of you. She was guarding her own sanity at this point. And naturally, this had manifested itself into her grown-ass either trying to hide behind one of those seven-year-old boys that stole her face, the sofa, or one time (that she would like to forget) behind a thin lamp like that Shaq meme.

"Actually, you don't answer my frequent calls."

It was working, though! If only because you found the whole coward thing a turn-off. But, Lisa made a pact with herself in her head. She wasn't going to talk to you until she had something to say. Or rather, until she had something to say that you actually wanted to hear. Or even ratherer, until she had something to say that you actually wanted to hear and that she actually wanted to say. Being the bearer of her own bad news had gotten old quickly.

"Yeah. Because I don't care how you're doing. I thought we just established that."

Mincing her words was getting old too. From now, on Lalisa Manoban was not sparing feelings any longer. It's about time she started to be selfish.

Joy sighed and rolled her eyes harshly. Lisa only shrugged.

"So. Again. I ask...what the fuck do you want, Park ?"

Calling people by their surname really got the point across. It was so formal. So distant. You did it to make a point. Lisa hated it. It was one of the reasons why she always corrected you. If the twitch in Joy's eye is anything to go by, then it was safe to say that she hated it too. And oh boy, this had to be the first time since the first year of their marriage that they were on the same page about something.

"I heard you were getting married."

"Who hasn't?" Her engagement had been public knowledge for over a year now for anyone who paid attention to things of that sort. Joy Park was definitely one of those people.

"How do the boys feel about it?"

Lisa rubbed the bridge of her nose incessantly, "Confused. They're seven. They'll get over it."

Joy nodded thoughtfully and tapped her hands lightly on the edge of the bar counter, "But, will you?"

Lisa paused mid nervous lip bite, "Will I what?"

Joy gestured with her hand, "Will you get over it?"

"Dumb it down for me, Detective."

Joy laughed with little humor in her voice, "Will you get over being married to someone you can't stand? I mean you've done it before-"

"Who said I can't stand Seulgi?"

"You did. Your eyes. Your hands. Your lips. This is exactly how we looked at each other after the boys were born. And we were miserable for the next three years."

"It's a business thing."

"Oof. Heard that one before. How'd she take it?"

Lisa kissed her teeth, "I assume you're not talking about Seulgi."

"Of course not."

"She practically laughed in my face. I picked one with a backbone this time." Lisa threw her hands up as if to say 'My mistake".

"You were waiting to throw that one in my face weren't you."

"You cheated on me. I was pregnant. With big-headed twin boys. And you cheated on me. So yes, I've always got several insults on the tip of my tongue just waiting."

"And here I thought you were over that anyway...yeah...so what are the terms of the ultimatum she gave you."

Lisa sighed. You hadn't really given her terms. There was no 'If you really loved me, you'd do this', no "It's me or her". Only you saying you were leaving. Only you telling her she knew what she needed to do to get her back. It was more of an open-ended question that Lisa was too pussy-foot to answer. A solution that she was too chicken shit to implement. In the end, Lisa's sure you wanted Lisa to do something not just for you, but for herself.

"To fix it."

"I get it. Fucking the nanny isn't good for business. Not sure how doing the family thing with a detective was."

Lisa shook her head thoughtfully, "You were only a detective that first year we were dating. Attorney by the time we were married. You were on track to be the newest DA by the time the boys would have been five. My parents loved you for some reason. But, we never made it that far-wait. How'd you know Y/N was the boys' nanny?"

Joy laughed loudly, a fond smile playing across her mouth, "You've got whore tendencies, Lili. Just drew a logical conclusion."

Lisa rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

"So, how are you going to fix it?"

"Beats me. You wouldn't happen to have any ideas would you?"

Joy sipped at her now watered-down bourbon on the rocks, "Oh God no. My last stable relationship was with you."

"Oh. So you just came to point out the obvious? Thanks, Joy. You've been such a big help and not a complete pain in my ass."

"I'm sure you'll figure it out, Lisa. In fact, I've got a feeling you already have."

Lisa sighed again, "...Yeah. Thanks, Joy. This conversation served zero purpose for me."

Joy shrugged, "I know. I was just being selfish. This was all for me."

"Nothing new. Still not discussing the terms of custody."

Joy laughed lightly again, "They are way better off living with you. I'll just continue to send Birthday cards."

"And I'll continue to not give them to them. Don't look at me like that, I'm kidding."

"You better be."

Lisa was quiet for a moment, she stared at the bar top as she spoke, "Do you believe in soulmates?"

"Um.., no I don't think I do."

Lisa nodded only half listening to Joy's answer, "Hm. I think I do."

"Good luck, Lili."

"Lord knows I'm gonna need it."

"Here's the paperwork, Lisa." Lisa's father (well Chaeyoung's father technically) sat down the papers on her desk. He then sat in the chair across from her as if he owned the place. Relaxing to his heart's content. Chaeyoung, who was there for witness reasons, sat in the other chair before he could kick his feet up onto it.

She eyed the papers with a bored expression. Hesitating as inconspicuously as she could. Luckily, on most days he wouldn't be able to notice a hurricane if it swept him away.

"You know, after the wedding, tomorrow, your mom and I were thinking of going on a honeymoon of our own."

Lisa couldn't have stopped the words from tumbling out of her mouth even if she tried, "With whose money?"

Her father popped one eye open and aimed it towards Lisa as much as he could without straining, "What do you mean? Once Seulgi signs over her shares we'll be swimming in the green stuff."

"What about the boys? I thought you guys were watching them while Seulgi and I are to be in Jeju."

The wrinkles on the man's forehead deepened. Lisa found it funny that Chaeyoung, for the most part, looked nothing like him. Especially when he frowned so hard he could probably taste the action.

He looked positively miffed that his relaxation station in Lisa's office chair was being compromised," Isn't that what that nanny of yours is for?"

"I told you. Today is her last day." And what a hard pill to swallow that was.

"Hmm. Poor timing on your part. But fine. We'll just take the boys with us. Or just drop them with Chae. Not like she has plans." Chaeyoung squeaked in protest.

About a month ago, Lisa would have fallen into inconsolable hysterics at that. But now, she just feels bad for her sister. Maybe, Seulgi had a friend she could set Chaeyoung up with.

"Yeah okay." Lisa just shook her head.

"Anyway, hurry up and sign the papers. I have to turn them into the county clerk. They're already pulling strings for this. We're being highly untraditional here, Lali."

"Fine."

She scribbled her signature in all the required places, her father watching stiffly, maybe even a little surprised that this didn't take more guilt-tripping. Chaeyoumg for her part looked more upset than Lisa did.

"Great. I will see you two bright and early at the venue tomorrow morning. You know the drill." And didn't she just.

He left with no further preamble. Chaeyoung practically jumped on the desk as soon as the door shut.

"Please tell me you have a plan."

"We agreed to stop lying to each other."

"Lili!"

"What? I have something. It's definitely not a plan per se. But what could I possibly lose at this point?"

"Y/N! You could lose Y/N!"

Little did, Chaeyoung know, that simply wasn't an option.

"Today's the day," You said into your phone camera. Jisoo and Jennie were scrunched together on your phone screen staring at you with identical expressions.

"You're really leaving and going back to Hongdae? Over some stupid girl! What about me?" Jennie exclaimed all but shoving Jisoo out of the frame and getting impossibly close to the camera.

"What about you, Jennie?" You said as you packed the last of your belongings away. Your Uber to the train station would be there soon. You already said your tearful and confused goodbyes to the boys, the only thing left you had to do was get on the train. And all of this would be behind you. Literally.

"You won't stay even for me? Don't tell Sooya this but. I like you more than her." She winced and held her shoulder. You had it on good authority that Jisoo probably flicked her.

"You remember what I told you about what my parents told me before I came here. Looks like they won."

Jennie whined like a child, "But you haven't even tried."

"Oh believe me. I have."

"No, I'm not talking about The World's Worst Nutcracker. I'm talking about your dance stuff. Maybe you can choreograph Jisoo's and I's first dance."

"OMG! One gig! That'll surely yield a tangible profit and put me on the radar of large companies!"

"Stop being mean!" Jennie's pouting face was all you saw until a hand came to mush her face off the screen and replace it with Jisoo's.

"Ignore her, Y/NN. If you think the best move for you is to go back home. Then go. But, just remember she's probably just as miserable without you, as you are without her. You were dealt a bad hand from the beginning, but one bad hand doesn't mean you'll lose the game, okay? I know you love her and you love the boys-I guess I'm just saying make sure you're thinking this through and not just running on a whim because you're scared."

Jisoo was right. You needed Lisa like you needed air to breathe. But from where you were standing, it seemed like you were going to suffocate no matter what you did.

"Yeah. I get it. I've thought it out plenty. I won't be gone for long. Probably help Mama and Dad out for a few months, and then maybe I'll be back, slinging drinks behind that bar with Soo."

"You could move in with us."

You laughed lightly, "No I can't. You guys just got engaged. No need to babysit my heartbroken ass. Let my mom do it. She's used to it."

They both sighed dejectedly, now sharing the frame once again, "Fine. We'll see you when we see you, I guess." Jennie mumbled out.

"Yes. You will. That's how seeing works. I'll text you when I get home. Bye."

Jennie clicked off the call quickly, obviously mad at you. You only sighed, she would get over it sooner or later. With that, you started to drag your few suitcases down to your Uber.

The ride to the train station went on in silence. Your driver rightfully assumed that you were not in the mood for small talk or even background noise. He helped you with your suitcases and then drove off with a polite wave.

You looked down at you one-way ticket to home. It seemed to be running a bit late, but that was okay, because so were you.

You sat heavily on one of your suitcases and stared up at the noon sky, and wondered what the hell had you gotten yourself into over the last six months. Fucked around and fell in love, only for it to blow up in your face. Yep. Sounded about right.

"Are these suitcases taken?"

You could probably identify Lalisa Manoban's voice on vibration alone at this point. It didn't hurt that her voice was followed by unmistakable seven-year-old giggles. But you knew better than to look at any of them. Instead, you kept your eyes on the overcast Seoul sky.

"That's never stopped you before."

"Ugh. You're so right. Take a seat, boys. Mom's got some begging and pleading to do. This might take a second." You could tell when all three of them set down in unison. Sometimes, you wondered if Lisa knew how much the boys were like her.

"Lisa, you-"

"Hey. My turn to talk. You've done enough for the rest of our lives."

You pursed your lips.

"I'd like to start by saying, I'm sorry. I know since I hired you I put you through the wringer. In more ways than one. I guess at the time, it all seemed like a necessary evil, but it wasn't. Not when your feelings were hanging in the balance. All I've been giving you are excuses on top of excuses, and you don't deserve any of that. I was putting everyone's needs before mine but yours. I was treating you like you were always going to be there no matter what kind of bullshit I put you through."

"Mom. That's a cuss word." Dohyung said helpfully,

"Thank you, Doh. As I was saying. I was treating you like you were always going to be right behind me no matter what happened. And then today, you weren't behind me. Y/N. I'm going to need you to look at me for this next part."

And you look at her because you're a sucker. A fact that becomes even more apparent when she realizes that Lisa is still in her wedding gown, and the boys are still in their tieless mini tuxedos.

"Look at me when I say this. You were never just the nanny. I don't care what any person or contract tries to tell you. There was no way this thing between us wasn't going to happen. Because I believe in soulmates. And it took a few practice runs and false starts, but you're it for me. I'm so in love with you that it physically hurts. And because I know I haven't made it as clear as can be yet, turn on your phone and search my name."

You did as told again because you're a sucker.

Lalisa Manoban steps down as CEO of LLE as stocks plummet. Plans to start new entertainment company.

You choked on a gasp, "Lisa you didn't have to do that for me."

"Yes I did, I had to do it for the both of us. I'm sure the 'rents will have fun trying to dig LLE out of the hole I let it fall into." Lisa chuckled happily at the thought.

"So, you just left that poor woman at the altar?"

Lisa shrugged, "Eh. She didn't want to marry me as much as I didn't want to marry her."

You looked down at the news headline again. Trying to hold in a laugh when the boys peered over your shoulder to look at your phone as well.

When you looked back up, Lisa was kneeling in front of you. You raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not proposing marriage. Not yet at least. I have a business proposal."

You gestured with your head for her to continue.

"I don't want you behind me anymore. I want you next to me. I'm starting up a new business and I heard you know your way around a dance floor, so I was hoping you'd like to join me on this venture. As my partner. Also as my girlfriend, if that wasn't clear."

You stared at Lisa wide-eyed, unmoving.

Kijung tapped you on the shoulder, "Y/N, you're supposed to be gross and kiss Mom now." Dohyung nodded in agreement, confused as to why you hadn't done it yet. This seemed like a foolproof plan when Lisa was explaining it to them in the car.

"All you gotta do is say, 'Yes', Y/N. The ball's in your court."

The ball was in your court..., "I-"

#jesssica's fanfic #whatever makes you happy #blackpink fanfic #blackpink #lisa x reader #lisa fanfic

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teyvat-imagines · 4 years ago

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Hey Anemo! I wondered if we could have a little one shot for Lisa as it's her birthday tomorrow! :) maybe spending time with her for her birthday?

Hey there! :D

Oh my gosh yes we can!!! I love Lisa so much!! <3 This was supposed to be a fairly short one shot but I love her so it got a little long XD I hope you enjoy it! :)

Happy Birthday to Our Witch of Purple Rose

Lisa sighed softly, glancing up at the clock. It was finally coming to the end of her work day at the Library and she was ready to go home and curl up with a good book. A small pout came to her lips. Really, she wanted to spend the evening curled up with you but... Well, it's been a few days since she's seen you.

For some reason, you were hardly around these past few days. And to make matters worse when she did see you, you would either make an excuse and run off, or you would be speaking with someone else and paid her little to no attention.

Lisa was trying her best not to overthink it. But, you were supposed to be her partner right? So why were you so rarely around...? She knew that the city was in a good position, all nearby Hillichurl camps having already been dealt with and any possible threats long gone. So as far as she was concerned, you hardly had a reason to be busy.

"And it's not like they're really hiding the way they're avoiding me..." She mused softly with a sigh. Oh well. The clock hit six and it was time to clock out. The library was empty, bar little Ella Musk but of course the young Hillichurl enthusiast was more than capable of being left alone with the books.

With a lazy stretch, Lisa stood up, calling out a farewell to young Ella as she left for the day. She had taken maybe three steps outside of the Library doors when you came running into the Knights Headquarters. You were breathing hard, clearly out of breath from running there.

"Hey cutie~" A small smile came to her lips as she walked over to you, a tiny hope in her chest that for once she was going to get to spend some time with you. "I haven't seen you around in a while, have you been-" Avoiding me? She wanted to ask but didn't want to ruin the moment. "-Okay?" You nodded at her question, taking her hand in yours with a gentle smile.

"I'm okay, I've missed you though~" You smile up at her and Lisa has an internal sigh of relief. So you were still interested, that was good! Though this did raise the question then, what had been keeping you so busy?

"Mm, well, I've missed you too dear~" You're pulled into her arms and she can feel the way you almost immediately relax against her. "Jean hasn't been overworking you too has she?" You couldn't help but laugh softly. Jean was known for working herself to the point of exhaustion and you had lost count of how many times Lisa had come home annoyed that Jean was neglecting herself yet again.

"No, I've just had something else keeping me busy sorry." You flash her an apologetic smile, before remembering exactly why you had stopped by today. "Actually, I have something I need to show you! Can you come with me?" Lisa tilted her head in confusion, but allowed you to lead her outside, curious to see exactly what you had to show her.

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The purple witch's confusion grew as you lead her through the winding streets of Mondstadt before finally stopping outside of Angel's Share. There didn't seem to be as much noise coming from the Tavern, which was exceptionally strange for this late in the evening.

"Okay, cover your eyes please love~!" You looked at her with an excited grin as you handed her a piece of cloth to tie over her eyes. You were barely able to keep yourself from spoiling what was abut to happen.

"Alright cutie~ But I thought I said I prefer to keep blindfolds to the bedroom~?" She winked at you and chuckled softly at your rather adorably flustered reaction. She couldn't help it, teasing you was just so much fun. She could feel your hand on hers, squeezing softly and reassuringly before you started to guide her inside the Tavern.

The unnatural quiet from inside the building was unnerving. At this time, there should be the usual hustle and bustle, the sounds of bards playing, drunks cheering and drinks clinking. But there was none of that. Instead a silence so strong you could hear a pin drop met her ears.

"Okay... Three... Two... One..." As your countdown finished, you took the blindfold off of your girlfriend and she blinked as her eyes adjusted to the lights.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY LISA!" A chorus of voices erupted and her emerald eyes widened in surprise. There were a fair few of the knights around cheering for her. Amber was clapping excitedly, and subtly nudging Eula to perk up a bit more. Kaeya had raised a glass, clearly having been drinking already. Even Jean and Albedo had taken time away from their work to celebrate Lisa's birthday.

The tavern was decorated with purple and gold, handmade paper roses adorning the bar and the tables around the room. A feast was laid out on the biggest table, and Venti was perched nearby, already starting to play for her.

Lisa was far from an emotional woman, but even this was enough to make her tear up just a little. "You all came together for my birthday~?" She was touched.

"It was (Y/N)'s idea!" Amber blurted out, grinning ear to ear and putting all the attention on you. You felt the heat rise to your cheeks as you looked away in embarrassment. "They got everything ready! They even made all the decorations!" You wished the Outrider would stop talking. Yes you had made all the arrangements, but still!

The soft chuckle of your girlfriend caught your attention, her hands cupping your cheeks softly and getting you to look at her. "Is that why you've been avoiding me so much~?" There was a teasing smile on her lips and you were glad that at least she didn't seem angry with you for that.

"It is." You nodded softly, pouting as you wrapped your arms around her waist. "It was pure torture not getting to see you, but I knew your birthday was coming up and I just wanted it to be special." You loved her with all your heart after all, of course you wanted today to be perfect.

"Thanks cutie~ I love it~" Lisa kisses you softly, and the world around you disappears momentarily. The whoops and cheers of the other knights, the sound of Jean scolding them for acting so immature, Diluc arguing with his brother. Everything else just faded away and, in that moment, there was just you and Lisa.

"Happy Birthday," You speak softly when she finally pulls back. "I love you."

"I love you too darling~"

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x reader #lisa #lisa minci #lisa x reader #lisa minci x reader #genshin impact lisa #happy birthday lisa

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fanficsrusz · 4 years ago

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Lure Of The Maw Chapter Two - Henry Cavill Pirate AU

Warnings: Eventual Smut. Kidnapping. Mentions of physical harm. Men being Pervy. YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN SOCIAL MEDIA CONSUMPTION. NOT ME. THEREFORE I DO NOT ACCEPT ANY RESPONSIBILITY IF YOU GET TRIGGERED FROM THIS POINT ON. If you read and you feel like I’ve missed a T/W then please let me know nicely and I will adjust ❤️.

Pairing: Y/n x Pirate Henry cavill

Word Count: 4.3k

Summary: Y/n’s sheltered life comes crashing down when pirates use her to get what they want.

A/n; I take way to long to update anything but here we are 😂. I still have no idea what I want to happen do enjoy the nonsense until i finally get a proper plot.

Chapter one

Sleep came like the falling of an axe. I knew it must come but I fought it with everything that I had. Those defenceless hours, oblivious to my surroundings, were enough to light up my whole body with fiery sparks that make me want to scream with anger and cry with fear. I am utterly wired until that time when I cannot fight it anymore and the sleep is as instantaneous as it is unwelcome. I have some warning though, when my thoughts become intertwined with random ideas, impossible ideas, I seek my flimsy bed, not what I'm used to, and hope I can get maybe even an hour's sleep before I have to experience the horror show that is reality.

Tucked into the little shelf that night, the sleep pooled on my eyelids, and the wooden ship was filled with the soft sounds of people sleeping. The wind swooped up, over the heights of the sails, rushed and rustled through the creaking beams, and gradually ebbed away through the crags to silence that wasn't filled with the waves crashing against the side of the ship. No longer did the rocking make me feel sick, but instead created a soothing rhythm to which rocked me to sleep.

The previous day had been quiet, nothing to feel the numbing void of darkness that was offered from the bare walls. Those few hours alone was enough to make me crave any type of communication, any voice, any entertainment. But instead I only found comfort in the darkness of my eyelids.

I had no idea how long I had been asleep for until I woke to the sound of breathing that wasn't my own. It was heaving, like a man's and rapid as if he's run into the room. I listen, still, trembling as the memories of where I am rush back. He's moving slowly, his heavy feet creaking floor boards that are silent for me.

"Wake up, Princess" there booms that deep voice that still sends shivers down my spine and despite the heat that floods my body, I remain still in the poorly lit room. I can hear him lean against a beam in the room, his hands tapping gently against metal - probably his sword, or belt buckle. The way he calls me princess is more of a sarcastic humour rather than being respectful and I fight the urge to roll my eyes beneath my closed lids.

I can hear him huffing to himself when I don't respond to him and within seconds he's calling out to me again.

"For God sake, heavy sleeper are we?" I hear his weight shift again and this time the heavy strides of his steps come closer and before I can even register anything, I can feel his hand on my shoulder as he roughly shakes me.

My eyes shoot open as a gasp leaves my lips and he pulls away from me. I sit up straight and throw my legs off of the bed as I jump to my feet, trying to make my body appear as large as possible, as if he was a bear.

"I would prefer it if you didn't lay your dirty hands upon me again, captain!" His title came out as a bitter poison that I hoped would cause him some pain, something I had come to do just as he called me princess. I could have walked away had it not been for the smirk. That little rise in the corner of his mouth he was oblivious to combined with the cool detachment in his eyes that was mixed with a playful gleam of excitement that seemed to spark in his eyes.

I had unintentionally given him inner delight. He was savouring the moment as if it was a sweet nectar.

"Sleep well?"

Maybe it was his stupid face or his stupid tone, or maybe just my lack of control but I once again found my self taking a swing at him with as much ease as the restraints around my wrist would allow. But with a grunt Henry caught my wrist mid air.

That deep, low, chuckle that only he could manage echoed through the cabin again and I felt my teeth dig into my cheeks as he tightened his grip on my wrist.

"Barely even awake and already taking swings at me." his smirk remained unchanged as he stared down at me and with a rapid jerking motion of my arm, I pulled my hand from his grip.

"You're going to have to be faster than that next time"

Henry's stillness scared me. Perhaps it is the faint sunlight making his skin gleam, or the lack of wind letting every hair hang without movement, I'm not sure. He doesn't even blink. Our bodies sway with the movement of the ship, a lazy and understated rocking motion. It's times like this where if this was someone else, I would turn away and try to hide from their gaze, but not with Henry. He had this power over me that even I couldn't explain.

Henry had quite forgotten what one can see in peripheral vision and his eyes are walking from my hair line to my feet and back up again. In short, he is staring and there seems no end to his fascination. The only time his gaze breaks is when I clear my throat in an attempt to calm my thumping heart.

"I guess I will just keep on practicing".

With a swish on my dress, I take my seat again, holding my back straight and folding my arms as best as I could as I turn my gaze to the small window in the room.

I can feel Henry's gaze on me for a moment longer and from my peripheral vision I can see his tongue lick over his bottom lip.

"I have some businesses to talk to you about". The playful tone in his voice had stilled and instead was replaced by a more serious one and I rolled my eyes.

"And what's that? Is my scent to hypnotic for your idiotic crew" sarcasm.

I expected some sort of laugh or sarcastic comeback but instead all i got was a serious response.

"We have received word from your father" just like how Henry had turned serious, I too felt my body stiffen as I snapped my head to look at him, analysing to see if he was telling the truth.

"What?"

"Read for yourself" He produced a single piece of parchment from his pocket, the bright red wax sigil was one I was oh so familiar with.

With a push I was on my feet and with two large strides I found myself inches in front of Henry as I snatched the paper from his hands. My eyes skimmed over the cursive letters, my mind numbing at the words that laid there.

"It seems we have a deal"

Shock brings a quietness within, a moment to feel my emotions change gear and numb my soul for what is to come. My brain stutters for a moment and my eyes take in more light than I expected, every part of me goes on pause while my thoughts catch up.

"Looks like he really does care about you after all" Henry's sarcastic tone returns and for once I don't know what to say.

"No" that's the only word on my mind as I reread the words over and over again. "My father would have never made a deal with people like you!"

"Well whether you believe it or not, Princess, your father has agreed to disburse the taxes back to my people in exchange for your safe return".

My eyes glance up at him through my lashes and I shove the paper back into his hand as I turn my back to him, not quite sure what I was feeling. How could my father bargain with - pirates?

With a sigh Henry continues.

"I'm just waiting for word from a friend in the village to make sure he does what he says and then your father has demanded that I leave you with a fleet of his royal guards, about a four days journey from here" I hear his voice waver a little and all I do is remain silent.

"So that's it then? I can go home in four days"

"As long as your father keeps his end of the deal then you will be sipping tea and eating your fancy pansy food by the end of the week and I will be nothing more than a distant memory"

That's what I was afraid of. Maybe it was seeing the same castle walls for the past countless years or the constant routine of being followed by guards everywhere, but with Henry, I felt a spark of excitement, endless thoughts of what could happen rather than knowing every little detail of what my future holds. And even if Henry didn't say it, I could see the look in his eyes when I disobeyed him or talked back to him. He enjoyed it just as much as I did.

His face remained motionless for a second more before his lips turned up again in what I had come to assume was his factory setting.

"Did you think I was lying? That I wouldn't keep up my end of the deal?" he chuckled lowly as he stepped forward and I felt my feet remain in their spot. "Just because I'm a pirate doesn't doesn't inherently make me a liar"

I could feel his breath on my face, the smell of alcohol strong but not unbearable, instead it was almost intoxicating but for all the wrong reasons.

"I had a mission princess." I watched as his eyes darkened and I felt the way his warm, rough fingers found my skin, wrapping around my neck with ease as he gently squeezed. I could breathe but I was more than aware that he could take that from me at any moment. I didn't move, didn't jump or didn't scream. I only stared at him, watching my reflection in his eyes.

"It wasn't to take you…. To torture you or - have my way with you" I heard the desperation in his voice and I to felt a familiar warmth in my stomach as I tried to control myself.

His eyes remained focused on me, as did mine on him. I swallowed hard and it made me all the more aware of his hand on my throat and the power he held over me.

Just as the warmth became almost unbearable, he pulled his hand away and it left a burning that I know no one could even recreate.

"No. It was to simply get your father's attention" Henry cleared his throat as he turned away from me, trying and failing to hide the fact that he was readjusting himself. "and Now that I have that, you can rest easy. Enjoy your few days at see and then you can be back home"

Seeing the effect I blatantly had on him made my heart twirl and hearing his voice made my stomach flutter. I can't help but feel this way about him.

Pin-drop silence...? How is that remotely possible with my heart somersaulting. His mahogany hair moving through his fingers as he brushed it back in a way I have come to adore and his cerulean eyes locking onto me as he turned back to face me in a trance with such intensity; looking away is unthinkable. His eyes constrict as he winked at me, unaware of the repercussions. The dimples that indent in the corners of his embellished skin is my last coherent thought as I become painfully aware of the silence that wrapped around us.

I felt the heat rise to my cheeks as Henry looked in my direction, he grinned and I snapped my head away, knowing that if I continued to stare I would get lost in his big blue eyes. I could feel his eyes still on me, I silently inhaled and exhaled, hoping that his thoughts about me were good.

"I'm hungry" I quickly spurt out, not really knowing what else to say. What else could I say? I want to feel your touch on me again? I don't want to go back home because I can't stop thinking about what could happen between us? You make me feel something I've never felt before? I want to have your cock as deep inside me as humanly possible? This man was turning me into a harlot.

Henry smiled to himself, his eyes dropping as he inhaled deeply.

"Very well, i'll send something in".

With a nod of his head he sent a member of the crew off to fulfill my request. Henry turned around to leave but not before taking one last look up and down my body. He may have thought I didn't see that, but I did.

"Captain?" I called out hastily and he stopped in his tracks and his attention was back on me.

I said nothing and only extended my binded hands in his direction. Henry raised his eyebrows in confusion before finally letting them fall as he realised what I was asking of him.

"What? No!" he huffed out a chuckled and I let my arms drop back to my body

"How does once expect me to eat with these"

"Well you seemed to manage quite fine when trying to attack me earlier. Not to mention how you busted my lip not too long ago as well" Henry crossed his arms and my face remained stoic.

"it's not going to happen, Princess. No offence but I don't fancy waking up with a knife to my throat" I opened my mouth to protest but decided against it seeing as he was half right.

I felt my lip twitch in annoyance as I suddenly accepted the fact that the binds were there to stay for a while longer and I shifted on my feet.

"I don't blame you. I would do the same if I was in the same situation - fight back that is." His eyes softened a little in reassurance and my heart once again flipped. "But nonetheless, the ropes stay tied".

Henry once again turned to leave me but for some reason I just couldn't stop myself. I wanted him to stay with me almost.

"My father really isn't a bad man" I watched as Henry's shoulders stiffened and he sighed heavily.

"How I do wish to live in that fantasy world you get to live in"

He slowly turned again and the soft expression and playful smirk were gone, instead replaced with an angered grimace.

"He is a bad man. He's a murderer and a thief." his eyes remained dark with rage.

"Let's just say I wouldn't lose a night's sleep if I got the chance to kill him myself, I can tell you that" his rage subsided a little as he noticed my wide eyes and his chuckle once again filled the room.

"Don't worry, princess. Your daddy's going to be just fine unless he goes back on his word. if he takes you and then goes back on his promise, he's going to lose more than just you. He'll lose his limbs, his eyes, he's tongue and just about everything else".

I remained silent through his little threat. Henry huffed a little, running his hand over his beard.

"I'm not a monster, princess. I may be a brood and violent at times. But I have my reasons for the way I am. Can you say the same for your father?" His voice became softer and calmer than I had heard before. I couldn't tell who was lying. Him. Or me. The one person who kept saying my father wasn't a monster.

I saw those gravity-drawn shoulders painting a picture of Henry's heart, as if neither it nor his soul would welcome a beat. I see in his eyes that his brain had built some new walls with him so lonely on the other side. I too knew that same feeling as I felt the tears burn the edges of eyes.

My eyes fell to the floor and I watched as he stepped closer to me, his hand coming to tap my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

His eyes were so different in that moment, more soft than I knew eyes could be. The dangerous pirate who could kill me at any second was gone and instead they were the eyes of one who cared deeply. If it were anyone else I would drop my gaze, but with him, I'm drawn in closer, always wanting more. In his eyes is humanity, the person he really is and not what the world saw him as.

"The world is a cruel place and the truth is cold, y/n" he spoke my name with such delicacy and it made me feel warm inside. Never before did my name sound so beautiful.

"you've had the luxury of hiding from it, but I haven't. You could judge me for the way I turned out and I can sure as hell judge you too. Safe, naive, sheltered, believing that everything is good and all is right. All the while my people are being beaten, hung, dragged behind on horses as they scream for their lives - " his voice grew in volume and the rage he felt was understandable and I felt sorry for him. " - and for what? For not being able to pay some ridiculous tax?"

Henry's breathing became heavy, rugged and uneven and my heart ached to hug him, to apologise for everything.

"All I can say is ask him yourself when you get back. See if his eyes speak true to his innocence." Behind that icy stare was a mountain of pain, yet extracting it would bring pain and instability.

We stood in silence, the only thing keeping me from crying was the fact that my teeth dug into my cheeks, a trick I was taught by a maid to control my emotions years ago.

Neither of us moved until a knock filled the silence and we both shifted away from each other. I wiped my eyes of their vacant tears and Henry cleared his throat. I turned my head away from the man who entered the room with a tray of food, and I listened closely as I heard two sets of footsteps leave the room without another word.

My thoughts were blank. What a strange occurrence. Normally my thoughts were twisting and turning; suffocating me with their whispers. But now, nothing. What did I know? I knew nothing. I lived a lie and now I didn't know what to do.

I chewed my nail impatiently, my foot bouncing against the wood below them and I needed answers of the truth.

"Princess!" that deep voice called out to me from down the hall outside my room and I jumped to my feet, straightening out my dress a little in the process.

The second I saw his head of hair peer round the door, I allowed my face to hold its stoic position as I waited to see what he wanted.

"Good evening. How was your dinner?" His eyes fell to the empty plate that once held an array of foods from chicken to nuts and dates, not what I had expected from a pirate ship. In all honesty they could have given me a stale piece of bread and I would have consumed every crumb within seconds.

"It was satisfactory" I held my head high as he picked up the plate and handed it to someone else.

"Oh my sincere apologies on behalf of the ship's cook for disappointing your majesty" he gave a small bow and it stunned me how his cocky nature had quickly returned and I was still caught up in my emotions.

"Are you mocking me, Captain?" His eyes squinted slightly as he drew out a long hum before nodding profusely.

"hmmm, yes" he laughed loudly and I rolled my eyes.

"Well if that is all you intend to do I request to be alone"

"That's not all I came down here for".

He peeked my interest and I peered at him intently.

"No, I came to check in on you. Give you a little bit of company" Henry looked around the room as if he had never seen it before himself as he took a seat on a chair that sat in the corner, the wood creaking under his weight.

"it does get awfully lonely down here and something tells me you aren't one to go without attention"

I stared him down and blew a strand of hair from my face.

"Don't take me for a fool, captain" my voice was strong and unfaltering and Henry held his hands up defensively.

"Caught me in a lie you did" he chuckled again before sitting back comfortably. His eyes stared at my body again before landing on my face that I was sure had a tint of red.

"Alright, I confess - You fascinate me"

Words left me as my mind went blank.

"w-what?" the only word that seemed I was able to speak.

"Well I just can't stay away. I'm actually going to miss having you aboard. You've got a fire inside you that no one seems to dampen. Never before have I had someone speak to me the way you do. I thought about the day someone finally did and I imagined what they would look like. But a princess never seemed to fit that description. You're definitely more than I bargained for".

I felt almost embarrassed as he stared at me, the warmth in my stomach almost matching the warmth that radiated from my chest.

"Not once have you wailed or cried in self pity. You haven't begged for your life or your father's" he shook his head as he seemed to remember something, an inside joke maybe. Henry wagged his finger at me and chuckled.

"But you. You take swings at me, spit in my face and you fight back".

I felt a small smile pull at my lips as pride filled me.

"So?"

"so, if I stay here for a little while will I get hurt again?"

The smile on my face grew a little at the admittance that I had managed to hurt him.

"No" I simply said, taking a seat on my bed.

"tell me. Will you be happy to return?" The smile I had faded just as quick as it had appeared and even I didn't know the answer to that but thankfully Henry was too eager with his questions to allow me to linger on that one.

"What's it even like there? To live in luxury? I reckon my imagination doesn't do it justice"

I felt a sarcastic remark bite at my tongue and I couldn't control it.

"It's more than an animal like you deserves" I glanced at him briefly with a glint of resistance before turning my gaze back to the wall.

"Oh I see. You know it's funny, princess" Henry stood from his seat and slowly marched to stand in front of me, hands behind his back as his eyes remained on me. "Your lips insult me… But your eyes twinkle as they do"

I swallowed the lump in my front as I crossed my legs and straightened my posture.

"I have no idea what you are talking about"

Henry chuckled, stepping closer to me before leaning down so his face was inches away from mine.

"You know what I think? I think I am no more of an animal to you than you are a rich, spoiled brat to me" our eyes met and I could see the resistance that both of us held. His eyes flickered down to my lips for a second and I could tell he didn't mean to do it. "I think we both know that there's more to each other than meets the eye"

I so badly wanted to reach out to him, to run my fingers through his salty hair. But my pride held me back and Henry thankfully stood up.

"Be honest, there's a part of you that's thriving on all of this. Being amongst pirates and being at sea away from civilization and prying eyes. And being more than a pretty face in a perfect little world" his voice turned dark with desire as I stared up at him, not quite sure what to say.

"So you admit you think I'm pretty"

"and you don't deny anything else"

We both held our gazes strong and anyone could feel the tension that surrounded us.

"You see, I can be quite perspective - for an animal" He chuckled lowly and I still remained silent.

"Well princess, I bid you goodnight. I'm going to be turning in soon."

Henry turned to leave and I suddenly found my voice.

"Can you leave a candle burning?" Henry smiled and simply nodded, pulling a match from his pocket and sticking it to create a flame that lit the room much more.

"I'm sorry for leaving you in the dark, princess." he smiled softly.

"And maybe a blanket?" Henry's eyes flooded with guilt as he finally noticed the way I clung onto myself for any warmth.

"You've - you've been cold?" I watched as his gaze turned to his men who stood outside the door and their faces turned white with fear.

"My sincere apologies, Princess. My men should have been on that and I promise you the right consequences will be taken"

I laughed quietly as I watched the men scramble to find a blanket and within seconds one was being handed to me.

"Now for God's sake we are not your servants, no more requests".

I wrapped the scratchy blanket around my body but I couldn't care less because the warmth was all I needed.

"Good night, princess"

"Good night, captain"

Tbc

(tags will be added in reblog)

#Henry Cavill #henry cavill fanfic #keanu reeves #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill one shot

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thotsforvillainrights · 3 years ago

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It's probably a little late to say this, but I was so happy when I saw you were back. I would like a match up if it isn't too much trouble.

I'm a heterosexual panromantic, white, 5'7" girl with long red hair and blue eyes. I'm creative, kind, and usually patient. I like to look for the best in people and try to understand where others are coming from. My love language is physical touch.

I like to listen to music a lot and read fanfic or play indie games in my free time (a good chunk of said games being dating sims with love interest yandere boys). I like writing and have been learning to code so I can make games because I think game development is fun. But I can also be lazy and forgetful and space out a lot, (I think) because I have inattentive ADHD.

I hope that wasn't too much. Thank you!

(Thank you so much! I'm happy to be back!)

Match-Up #5

-I match you with Tomura Shigaraki-

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

-Now I know what you're probably thinking! You might be thinking that it's unlikely considering the stark contrast between you two but sometimes opposites attract and that's exactly what happened in this case. The two of you actually met in the middle of the mall when he accidentally stepped on your shoes. This was around the time it was too busy for people to notice him so he could simply put on a hoodie and enter public areas like that. "Watch where you're going." He spoke in annoyance and kept walking. You were mostly frozen in shock that somebody would just freely be an asshole like that. You got over it pretty quickly and continued your shopping in peace. After the event, it seemed like you met that boy everywhere you went. It was starting to feel like you were being stalked but he had no interest in you (as he let you know whenever he ran into you again). That was a lie. After the first 3 chance encounters, he started to dig up info on you. Poor Kurogiri had his work cut out for him when Tomura used him to travel to places where you would be by chance. It was childish really but he couldn't seem to shake how he felt about you. It was getting to the point where he dreamed about sinking into those blue pools of yours or wrapping himself up in the red thicket nestled upon your head. Or in simpler terms, he wanted to stare into those eyes for the rest of his days and wrap his fingers into your hair. However, he never approached you as he was supposed to and he was sure he was beginning to scare you away.

-Finally he decided to take Kurogiri and Compress's advice and approach you with semi-kindness. It was the best he could do without coming off as a dick. He kept his head lowered for a lot of the conversation based on his own fears that you would get a good luck at his face and be sickened at it. You had already caught glimpses at his face and it didn't bother you in the least. You treated him with such kindness both before AND after he finally gathered the confidence to date you. It was one of the things that surprised him the most about you. You took the time to see him for who he was. You were patient with him and you understood even the most messy parts he kept inside of himself. You listened to him...hell, you listened to everyone in the base! Dabi often joked about how you were too good for Tomura or really anyone else here. It may have been true, but you were here to stay no matter what. This worked out since Tomura was getting rather attached and wanted you around him so much. One of the reasons may have to do with your affinity for physical touch. He's not a touchy person himself, but these days he craved it. He spent a lot of his time cuddled up next to you as you scratched his scalp and listened to your shared playlists.

-Sometimes you would have gaming dates with each other. It was less like playing together, and more like playing next to each other instead. You didn't particularly like playing against him since he could be competitive and tended to show no mercy. The last time you played a fighting game together, he obliterated you and proceeded to laugh at you for losing. (Don't worry, he apologized later with a few kisses and hugs) Since then, you've both taken to doing your own thing in the same space as each other and calling it a date. While he was playing games like Dead By Daylight, and Rocket League you were busy scrolling through the list of newest indie games and updating your mansion in the sims. He teased you a little about the sims but he secretly found it impressive that you put so much time into it. Your creativity really shown off when it comes to the game. Of course he'd never tell you this lol.

-Other times he curled up next to you and played games on his phone while you were busy reading whatever fanfic caught your attention at the moment. "Why read that crap when you can just write it?" That was his way of encouraging you to write. He figured your creativity could really show when you tried something like that. He had a funny way of trying to push you into something new that he believed you'd succeed at. Just like he pushed you to try and write, Tomura also motivated you to work on your coding as well. "That looks too complicated and fucking annoying. Turn it off." That's his way of making sure you take a break so you don't overexert yourself with the work you do. God only help you if you end up ACTUALLY developing a game someday because he'll never shut up about it. Despite the fact you can be a little lazy and forgetful, he still takes time to motivate you and push you (even if he does it in a mean way) because he's honestly a good partner. He loves you!

#match up

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corpsekiller · 4 years ago

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𝐜𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 — 𝐭.𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚

𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦. toushirou hijikata x fem!reader

𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲. fluff, cigarettes, mentions of alcohol and scars

𝖲𝖸𝖭𝖮𝖯𝖲𝖨𝖲. hijikata is so busy with work, he forgets to call you after a date. when you meet again, you finally coax him into taking a much needed break from keeping the shinsengumi under control and protecting edo.

𝖠𝖴𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱'𝖲 𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖤. another little thing i wrote during my study breaks! although I'm more of a simp for gintoki, i couldn't help myself and had to write something for my favorite shinsengumi💕 definitely check out some other gintama blogs, i've found some amazing pieces there!

𝖫𝖤𝖭𝖦𝖳𝖧. 976 words

MASTERLIST

"Cigarette?" The sudden sound of his gruff voice startles you, empty pack slipping out of your freezing hands in surprise before you swiftly turn around to face whoever decided to sneak up on you so rudely in the middle of the night. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you."

Hijikata approaches you with unfaltering steps, a cigarette hanging loosely from his pursed lips and another one rolling between his calloused fingers already stretched into your direction for you to take. The first two buttons of his shirt are undone, his white collar exposes more skin than usual and you can't help but let your curious eyes follow the shadows of his delicate collarbones in the pale lighting of the moon that reaches for the two of you.

"Oh, look who decided to bless me with his presence," you mumble with a sly grin as you take his offer and snatch the cigarette from his grasp, silently asking for a light with an arched brow.

Sighing heavily, Hijikata searches his pockets for his own lighter and carefully holds the flickering flame to your lips until you can take a lazy drag and watch the smoke rise to the darkened sky. "You seem tired, Toshi. I haven't seen you in a while, thought you might call after our third date."

There's no anger behind your words, nothing accusatory nor threatening, only concern glimmering vividly in your enticing eyes when you finally lift your gaze to meet his.

Still, guilt begins to claw at his mind and gnaw at his heart at the sight of you, casually leaning against the wall of the bar you've been drinking in only a few minutes ago — you are so beautiful, fucking angelic underneath the stars and the whole universe surrounding this little planet, he almost feels unworthy of standing next to you.

The scent of your sweet perfume traces over his clothing and curls around his feet stuck in heavy leather boots, tempting him to take a step closer and pull you flush against his sturdy chest.

He doesn't.

Instead, Toushirou only bows his head and stares at the ground with embarrassed determination, a deep blush evident on his pale cheeks. Heat surges through every cell of his being as you considerately rest your hand on his tense shoulder, icy fingertips brushing over the warm skin of his exposed neck and fiddling with the collar of his shirt, carefully smoothing out the small wrinkles in the fabric.

It's a small gesture full of affection and god, does his body cave at your touch, so tender and gentle as if he might break, should your hold on him become too harsh.

“I’m sorry,” Hijikata rasps after a while and lets the gleaming stump of his burnt cigarette drop in the mud. He is tired, you’re awfully right, but he can’t just take a break from work, and leaving Kondo and Sougo unsupervised with the rest of the Shinsengumi for more than five minutes makes nausea bloom in the pit of stomach.

That is impossible, nearly unthinkable and he’s absolutely certain, Edo wouldn’t survive any longer if he’d let these two out of his sight for even the smallest amount of time.

They are more of a hazard to society than its protector and maybe, maybe that’s the reason why he can’t get a decent amount of sleep at night. Though now that Hijikata thinks about it, he'd rather spend his time with you than playing babysitter for two grown men but life doesn't always go as planned.

“Toshi.” His name rolls of your tongue like a prayer, soft-spoken and comforting in a strange way that makes him want to curl against your chest and rest for an eternity, safe and sound in your arms engulfing his broad frame and taking the weight of the world away, just for a fleeting moment. That’s all he wants. “I understand that you’re a busy man and I don’t expect a lot, but you have to take care of yourself. Please.”

The palm of your hand glides over his arm and reaches his own, fingers intertwining as you speak to him, cigarette already burnt to the filter and long forgotten on the ground between your feet. "Work isn't everything and it would be nice to believe that you could spare two minutes to relax... or call me."

“I know, I know,” he replies with a pensive shake of his head. “I should really take a day off once in a while, shouldn’t I?” A smile brightens your features at his thoughtful statement, head vigorously nodding along with each syllable of his words.

Your thumb caresses the back of his hand, draws small circles over his knuckles until you loosen your grasp seconds later, and delicately wrap your fingers around his arm instead, bringing his wrist to your lips to press a chaste kiss to his skin, right where he’s shown you a battle scar on your second date. His pulse flutters excitedly under the sensation of your lips on the inside of his wrist and he has to bite back a small groan at the loss of contact when you pull back.

“Come with me, Toshi. Let me take care of you for one day and then you can go back to work, you need some time off.” A reluctant tug on his black sleeve follows your offer and soon enough, he finds himself trailing after you like a lost puppy, seeking your warmth with a small smile tugging on the corners of his mouth.

Slowing your pace, you throw a glance over your shoulder and wait patiently until he’s caught up to you. Without a second thought, he takes your hand and although a part of him fears what the Shinsengumi might do without him around, he can’t wait to spend some time with you.

#gintama #gintama x reader #hijikata x reader #hijikata toushirou #toushiro #toushirou hijikata #hijikata imagine #okita sougo #gintama imagine #kondou isao #toushirou hijikata x reader #gintama hijikata #hijikata

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sly-merlin · 4 years ago

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a little longer | k.dy

Genre : fluff, doyoung being sappy

@parkjmini requested: sunflower + doyoung ( i can't believe i saved the request for two months 🤍)

Sunflower : longevity, lasting happiness

words : 1k

Summary : after several failed tries of finding a perfect birthday gift for you, doyoung decides to pour his feelings into the paper, sealing his love in a not so conventional way.

a/n : happy birthday my Joyce. I love you so much!❤️you are so sweet and precious🥺i got late due to sudden commitments! but you love me soooo(~￣³￣)~excuse this time.

I apologise to those who are seeing this post for nth time. Tumblr deleted it thrice!

Dear y/n,

Do you remember our first meeting? Hmm you might not. It wasn’t, after all, very pleasant. I was sitting or rather hiding in a secluded corner of the cafe where I couldn't be seen but I knew I was not that well hidden the moment you had found and approached me. Well not me but your coffee cup and sandwich. Your glare had shook me to the core and I must say you had overreacted. Who creates an eye-contact riot at something trivial like an order of coffee? Certainly no one that I knew did! Who knew people were so over-protective over their drinks! After your fuming form had retreated leaving me baffled at your reaction and I had shifted my focus back to the book in hand. I couldn't have wasted the few hours I had to myself on something so insignificant. Only if i knew!

That night, my dreams were painted with the colour of your eyes. Quite amusingly, the sleep that i loved so much had been filled with all the other possible scenarios that could have unfolded, only if my face was naked. Were you a fan? Did you recognise me? Truth be told, I had forgotten your face the next minute you had left the door but why were your eyes so captivating that it urged me to search for you. Of course with the compensatory purpose because initially, it was me who had picked up the wrong order or maybe, I just wanted to see those eyes again.

I went back, again and again for about 2 weeks, at same time, hoping I'd see you there, hoping I'd catch your name being called. Several y/n's had ordered coffee for those two weeks but none was you and then suddenly after those long weeks, right when i was busy drowning my latte with sugar, the bells had chimed and you had entered.

That day, I had tried to register your face in my muddled mind.

That night, I had slept forcing myself to dream of those eyes again. The regret of failing to talk to you had settled down somewhere in the back of my mind and your smile had replaced the jitters of nervousness.

Though three years have passed but the extra receipt of your dear order, stored in the second drawer, never fails to throw me back to the time when the mere thought of your existence was enough to put me to sleep. I hope, if you remember, you also cherish those times just the way I do.

Do you remember the first time we talked? You ought to! That was the most valiant doyoung anybody could have ever witnessed! Good luck had rained upon me that day for I had caught you alone in the same corner of the cafe. You had politely accepted my silent request to keep my presence unknown and that day, I had mutely entered your life. I might be your fan but you aren't more important than my sandwich! The humour haha!

One unexpected meeting had morphed into a spiral of multiple. That one accidental exchange of sugar sweet drink had led to fortuitous trade of contacts and became the highlight of my plain life.

6 september. Do you remember this date? Maybe you do. That day, for the first time, i had poured all of my unexpressed feelings into three overrated words- i love you. Those words were in no way meaningless for me but I still had failed to recognise the reason for your overwhelming state and the never ending tears. Until I had heard them from you. It felt odd. Certainly different from how taeyong or others say it. Why did those feel so strange and surprisingly intimate but I was happy, over the moon if you could say!

That day, I had slept peacefully, without a care in the world for mine was already secured in my arms.

You must be wondering why am i repeating everything again like i don't expect you to remember anything at all. For me, those several firsts, those new beginnings were the reason we have travelled so far. And as the clock ticks, my inner voice gets louder with several questions clogging my head and not all of them have responses to ease my worries.

Have I been taking you for granted? I would never dare to answer that by myself. My job and time had never been kind to us and i can't say if this would ever come to an end but do know that i appreciate you in my life. You are always there at the end of the day and I always find you sitting right where I left. But time scares me y/n. What if one day you pack your frustrations in a suitcase full of your belongings and leave me alone with nothing but memories.

I always have so much to say but I never utter anything. I fear that the range of my voice would end up disrespecting your love for me. The way you express, I could never. Even when I try the hardest, it always falls short of something that I'm not aware of.

I can never love you the way you do and I'm afraid my love would end up being passed as mere infatuation if ever compared to yours.

I know I'm already getting far more than what I deserve and shouldn't be asking for anything but I'll allow myself to be greedy for once. Promise me that you'd never give up on me. Promise me that you'd always be there for me because I can't explain how much I love coming back to you. Let my pace always match yours so I would be able to slip my hand through yours, just the way you love and in return, I promise to make your stay in my life a bit easier.

I love you. Thank you for always staying at the other end of the door. I promise you won’t have to wait too long for me. Thank you for accepting my odd and silent way of loving you.

Thank you for being you. Let me just love you for a little longer.

Today, you are getting a year older. For me, you’d always remain the same y/n i met three years ago. I hope your perception of me won’t change anytime soon.

I’ll be adding this letter in the list of our firsts! I was being lazy so i forgot to buy you a gift this time(or maybe i needed an excuse to write my first love letter). By the time you read this, it��d be afternoon already. I’d be home by 8.

Always loving you.

Your bunny,

doyoung

(p.s do me a favour and please don’t embarrass me by mentioning this letter in the evening)

did i say love you? i love you!

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should i write a reply from y/n?

#neowritingsnet #nct-writers #kafenetwork #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct angst #nct drabbles #kim doyoung scenarios #doyoung imagines #doyoung fluff #doyoung x reader #nct x reader #nct 127 scenarios #nct soft hours #nct reactions #doyoung scenarios

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pen-guin-writez · 3 years ago

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Money Pals- Cake- Avenue Q

Sorry for not posting any BMC content, I've made a schedule

Around, 3:00-ish I'll write BMC one-shots/Incorrect Quotes/Headcanons

7:00-8:00 will be a freebie/Answering asks (Fandoms would include Heathers, Something Rotten, Beetlejuice, Any of the Paper Mario games, etc.)

and 11:00 will be for Avenue Q stuff

(MST btw)

Summary- After a friendly feud, Nicky and Princeton compete to see who can bake a better cake

Tbh, I just took a few things I saw on my dashboard and mixed them up together

Enjoy :D

~~~

"Nickyyyyyyy!" Rod called out to his best friend and long-time crush. He had invited Kate Monster, his sweet neighbor to go camping with him. Nicky was going to stay in.

"Yeah....?" Nicky let out a yawn, quite tired. Mostly from doing nothing for the past three hours.

"Ugh, Nicky. Kate and I are going camping today, Princeton's coming over to stay with you. Think your lazy ass can handle it?" Rod jokes, nudging the small green puppet.

"Oh, yeah, of course! Princeton and I are gonna have a blast! You and Kate go on, make s'mores, go fishing!" Nicky gave his best friend a reassuring pat on the back.

Rod smiled. Why was he being so paranoid? He can trust Nicky. Princeton will be fine, Nicky will be fine. He pulled Nicky into a hug. "Bye Nicky. I'm gonna miss you." He held Nicky tightly for a few minutes.

"..."

"Uhh.. Rod, buddy. You gotta go on your trip with Kate!" Nicky awkwardly pulled away.

Rod blushed, though Nicky was too tired to notice. "Oh... Sorry, Nicky. I'm coming, Kate!" He could see Kate waving from a distance, smiling widely and giving him a thumbs-up. He rolls his eyes, planting a kiss on Nicky's forehead and heading out to greet Kate.

Nicky jolted awake. He remembered: He had to make this day perfect for Princeton. Absolutely nothing can go wrong. Though, all he had to do now was wait.

Princeton was at Nicky's doorstep. At this point in time, Rod and Kate were already gone. He couldn't bear to be away from Kate, it scared him. But he trusted Rod would protect his fiancee from any dangers the forest may provide. For now he had to deal with Nicky. he rung the doorbell and...

"Hello? It's Princeton, Nicky."

Shit. He's already here. "Come inside, Prince!" Nicky rushed over to the door to greet Princeton. He was not prepared at all.

Opening the door, Princeton looked up and down at Nicky, though he looked disgusted he was quite unfazed by Nicky's appearance. "Hey, Nicky! How are you?" He entered the apartment. Quite odd how he's never seen the small abode.

Nicky nervously smiled. "Hey, Make yourself at home!" He had to make this absolutely perfect. He wouldn't wanna make a bad impression, especially ever since his fight with Princeton. Well, "fight" in his opinion. When Princeton and Nicky were at Lucy's weekly performance at the Around The Clock Cafe, they had a fight on who the best ATCC singer was. That was the last time Nicky saw Princeton anyway. "Do you want a snack? Maybe you'd like to watch some TV? Whaddya wanna do?" He escorted Princeton to the couch.

Princeton laughed. "Uhm, yeah. Do you mind if I borrow your kitchen?"

"Uh, sure! What for?" Nicky asked with the slightest hint of suspicion. What business did he have in his kitchen. Nicky was banned from the kitchen, so he couldn't go in there anyway.

"Nothing important. But thank you Nicky! You're the best!" Princeton rushed to the beautifully decorated kitchen. Seriously, Rod really outdid himself with this kitchen. He was definitely gonna ask for some advice when he came back from his trip with Kate. Oh, Kate. He missed her already. He flicked his head and started searching through the cupboards.

"Alright, flour, eggs, milk, butter..."

Turning on the TV, Nicky glared at the door to the kitchen. What was Princeton doing? But oh, he couldn't break Rod's rule just to check up on him. Plus, he was rather tired. Maybe he could take a nap. But he was just dying to see what his friend, Princeton was up to. "Argh, sorry Rod," Nicky thought, "I won't break your rule again after this. He kept flipping through channels until The Owl House came on, smirked, then cautiously headed to the kitchen.

"Prince? What are you doing?"

Shit. Princeton couldn't have Nicky see the surprise this soon. He rushed to lock the door before Nicky could fully step inside.

"Princeton?? Let me in. This is my apartment, you know." Nicky repeatedly knocked on the door.

"Sorry, Nicky, I can't have you see this yet! Maybe after I'm finished."

"Just tell me! It's just me and you in this apartment anyway!"

"Fine. I'm baking a cake for Kate." Princeton smiled as he said this.

"Oh, really? Can I help? What's the special occassion?"

"No, you can't Nicky, I've seen your sad attempts of baking. And it's to apologize for the way I treated her at Christmas Eve and Brian's wedding, and even after the incident."

Nicky frowned at this. He thinks he can't cook. We'll see about that! He grabbed a stool and reached for the key right above the door

"Oh come now Princeton, surely I'm not that bad!" He unlocked the door

Princeton sighed. Did he have to be paired up with Nicky of everyone in Avenue Q? "Last week. Christmas Eve and Brian's goodbye party. Ten residents were sent to the hospital. Lucy almost DIED. Again!"

"Almost!" Nicky spat. But the worst part about it? Princeton was right. Poor Lucy did not need to go through that. He still didn't understand why Kate was laughing so hard, though. Then, an idea popped into his head "Princeton, I challenge you to a cake-off!" His plan was perfect! All he had to do was make a better cake than Princeton, show it to Kate, and then Rod will unban him from the kitchen, and he'll earn Princeton's undying love and respect!

Princeton froze up. Dammit, Nicky. Why does he have to make everything so hard. "You're on." He glared, "May the best chef win."

"Oh, it's on!"

~~~ Two hours later, let's check in on the cakes.

Strawberry shortcake was always Kate's favorite flavor, both Princeton and Nicky knew that. But Nicky decided to go cheesecake. Kate had always loved cheesecake, but had never told Princeton.

"How's your cheesecake, Nicky?" Princeton decorated his cake with strawberries

"Heh... Great!" Nicky nervously chuckled, finishing off his cake. He never really had experience with cake, so his might've turned out bad. "Prince?"

"Yeah, Nicky?"

"Will we.. Still be friends even after Kate and Rod come back?"

"..What..? Of course. It's just a friendly feud."

"Oh.. Yeah! Friendly feud..."

~~~ "Surprise!" Both Nicky and Princeton exclaimed, presenting two wonderful cakes before Kate and Rod.

"I can't believe you broke the first Kitchen rule just to make a surprise cake for Kate! How foolishly brave..." Rod ruffled his best friend's hair.

"It was Princeton's idea!" He smiled at his friend.

"Hey Kate, let's go talk outside. Thanks, Nicky."

"Oh, Princeton! I can't believe you did this..!" The conversation faded out as Princeton winked at his new friend, Nicky

#avenue q #avenue q oneshot #Money Pals #princeton #nicky

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missallsundayyy · 4 years ago

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Breaking Boundaries

First oneshot for my first post here and there’s no better ship/pair i’d rather write than Nico Robin & Roronoa Zoro

Things were lively on the Sunny Go as usual. Franky was upgrading the canons on the ship, Chopper and Ussop were being...well...being them as usual. Luffy was bugging Sanji in the kitchen asking/whining when was lunch going to be served and in his words.

"foooooooood SANJIIIIIIIIIIIII!!" the famous straw hat captain yelled from the other side of the kitchen.

"SHUT UP YOU RUBBER GLUTTON"

Nami was focusing on the weather and the sea behavior, navigating the crew to their next destination whilst Brook was beside her asking if he could see her panties in which he received a punch that sent him flying through the ship's walls. Thus starting a fight with the shipswright that was just beside the wall that was destroyed.

"WATCH WHERE YOU LAND ASSHOLE!!!" Franky screamed out.

"Yohoho!! don't get your panties in a twist Franky-sannn"

Aside from all the chaos was the crew's infamous swordsman, Zoro whom was doing impossible training once again. Lifting weights that no humans could ever lift.

"890...891...892.."

He grunts out in training, muscles flexing, his body coated with sweat. He did this everyday at the same spot the moment the sun starts to rise until Sanji calls them for lunch. Not far from the green-haired man.....well in fact maybe 5metres away from him was the ship's beautiful archeologist Nico Robin. Seated as usual on her umbrella armchair with a book on hand.

She was wearing her spaghetti strap purple tank top that did no effort to cover her large breast and a very small tight fitting jean shorts. It was a very hot day at that, she had put her hair up in a ponytail which was rare because usually she prefered her hair down. Even though it was scorching hot outside and she could just retreat into her room where it would definitely be cooler but it was out of habit that she situated herself here when she read.

She’s elated to be where she was right now. Doing what she loved and surrounded by nakamas that accepted her, cared for her, protected her and loved her. She would give her life 100 million times over for the Straw Hats without a second thought. Back at Enies Lobby she was afraid that that they would find her a burden, a thorn in the flesh even when they proved that they will fight the whole world fearlessly for her. Comparing then and now she was flabbergasted at how many things have changed. Everyone has gotten stronger, more matured. The bond Robin shared with the crew was strong that not even God can sever it, that she was certain for.

Her mind wandered everywhere and anywhere, she wasn't even focusing on the book she was reading anymore. She summarised everything in her head with a content look on her face.

The sounds of Zoro's grunting and counting snapped Robin back to reality, her eyes diverted to the green haired crew member. Her eyes shamelessly stared at his god like body that was now glistening in sweat due to the monstrous work out he does everyday. His muscles was amazing, his abs was rock hard and his chest looked like steel plates had been implanted in him. His face was fierce and focus, never losing concentration.

Zoro was a very very veryyy handsome man, that was what Robin had always thought even when she first joined the crew. She knew he was a very powerful man and a dangerous one at that, the crew was blessed to have such interesting and indestructible members and Roronoa Zoro was one of them. He had many cons to him...well according to Nami and Sanji's list. He sleeps too much, he was too direct with his words so more often than not he always comes off as an "asshole". He drinks too much when he isn't sleeping or training and to top the icing on the cake, he couldn't find his way to the ship's toilet even if his bladder depended on it.

Robin however found him to be interesting as hell and even charming most times. How he was always the calm one amongst all of them and he was a very wise man that stick by his words. He was a strong man with honour and pride. He will no doubt be the type to keep a promise even if will be his demise. Robin didn't know she had a type until she met Zoro, the more time she has with the swordsman the larger her attraction for him grew.

Having a lover has never came across her mind, not that she wasn't interested in intimate relations before, it just never came up until she found herself glancing at him more than she should. Also the automatic position of their area happened to be beside each other every day so there was not much of a choice in that matter. She snapped back yet again to reality still staring at the handsome swordsman, she wouldn't admit it but internally she was swooning over his very very shredded body.

"Oi oi Robin, your staring is bothering me. You should read at your room today, your face is red from the weather right now." Zoro called out to Robin who was unintentionally caught gawking at him although being the dense man he was, he of course would have not though that she was checking him out.

Zoro had placed all this training equipments down and was now walking towards the self fantasising historian that still had her eyes glued onto him. He walked a few steps towards Robin and stood beside her, taking her lemonade drink right from her side table and gulping all of it down with greed-thirst sounds. This was another normal thing between them, she would have her drink but she would never drink any of it because before she could, he would always finish it up unless she had coffee. He never did understood how she could swallow the damn bitter beverage. She also was starting to think that subconsciously she would bring the drink for him instead of her.

"Zoro-kun. Sorry for bothering your training but I don't mind a little heat today and besides the weather has been quite gloomy these past weeks, don't you agree?" Robin held her face with her palm, her usual signature posture. She now sat upright never breaking her stare.

"Rain or shine won't hinder me from my training." Zoro stated simply.

"Fufufu, yet my staring has disturbed your workout?" Robin teased him.

"Tch. You've been doing that a lot lately woman." he turned his head away, folding his arms. Ever since the crew reunited after being seperated for two years, Zoro had noticed Robin's change the most. She had gotten stronger, wiser and more matured in many different aspects.

She would tease him or outsmart him in their little chats which irate the man but in a good way.

"I was thinking if I could company you on watch today if you don't mind." Robin asked hopefully.

Zoro turned his head back to her "Sure. You can do can do whatever you want woman. Let's go to the kitchen already, bet that love cook will start yelling for us anytime soon." he was already walking towards the kitchen but in a pace that told her that he would be walking with her and not just leaving her like that. She smiled and followed him.

"ROBIN CHWANNN! You're looking veryyyyy SEXYYY TODAY!! The lunch I have prepared for you today is just as hot and spicy as you are!!!" Sanji greeted Robin that had walked in with Zoro whom by the way Sanji had not scoop his share onto a plate yet. Robin smiled at the flirtatious cook.

"That's very kind of you cook-san, this looks delicious. As always your culinary skills are impressive." Robin replied politely, frankly only Robin would acknowledge Sanji's aggressively manic compliments.

"Tch. Stupid love cook." Zoro muttered under his breath which didn't went unheard by the cook of course.

"What??? YOU WANNA GO ASSHOLE?"

"I WON'T WASTE MY TIME WITH THE LIKES OF YOU"

"YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS THAT ROBIN IS COMPLIMENTING ME INSTEAD OF YOU"

"WHY WOULD I BE JEALOUS OF YOU, YOU'RE A BIGGER CLOWN THAN THAT RED NOSE BUGGY"

The fight between the two men continued while the crew watched on amused, nothing new on the ship.

"HEY LUFFY THAT'S MY FRUIT PUNCH DON'T DRINK IT"

"Cmmonnnnnn Chopper give me some, I'm lazy to go refill..."

Chopper and Luffy both had their hands on the cup that was filled with the cool drink and they both were playing tug rope with the cup and well unfortunately for them the cup had tipped and all of its contents is now spilling at the person that was sitting in the middle of them. That person was......Robin.

*SPLASH*

The room was now silent, Sanji and Zoro's bickering was on hold because of the light spill sound that interrupted everyone.

"Oh shit.." Franky muttered

The red beverage was now seeping through Robin's tank top. Her chest and thighs was now covered with the sweet drink and it was dripping. Robin looked down at her now soiled clothing.

"Oh my.." was all she said.

"Robinnn....im sorry!! I didn't..we didn't mean to ruin your clothes!!" Chopper started exclaiming, feeling guilty. "OI LUFFY! This is your fault you know!! APOLOGISE TO ROBIN NOW!"

Luffy had one hand behind his head, scratching while having a goofy grin "Sorry Robin it was an accident...please don't be mad"

"SERIOUSLY. Why can't the men in this crew behave like proper men in FOR ONCE! You guys are barbaric and I don't know how two beautiful women like me and and Robin got stuck with you guys!!" This time the screaming and yelling was now coming from the ship's navigator.

Robin wasn't mad, in fact she enjoyed all their shenanigans. The crew made life fun, they make her feel alive and everyday she will always have a smile on her face. "It's okay Luffy its okay Chopper. I will go and change into a new shirt." she said with a laughter.

"Well there you go Nami, you heard Robin. She's not mad so I don't see why you're all worked up." Franky joined in to which he received a death glare from the money obsessed pirate.

In the midst of the whole conversation Zoro had been staring at Robin's wet stained shirt accident. Everyone was too busy bickering with each other they had failed to notice that the water just made Robin's voluptuous figure even more prominent. The outline of her huge breast could be seen through the god damn tank top and the fruit punch was still dripping down her cleavage and most of it had splashed onto her thick thighs.

He didn't know what he was doing but he liked what he was seeing. Robin was a beautiful woman and he knew that. She had the perfect curves and her assets were anything but small. She had matured into a sexy woman and he could never deny that. The sight that she had unintentionally presented him with was very fucking pleasing to his eyes. His eyes glued to her soft skin and the way the water would drip down her cleavage because she was laughing and causing her chest to move tentalizingly. He knew she wasn't doing it on purpose but she was sexy without even trying. He shook his head and tried to clear the dirty thoughts that was now forming in his mind 'Why the hell am I thinking about her like that' his mind yelled at him.

"Well excuse me, I am going to take a bath since the punch has made my body all sticky now." Robin stood up and walked towards the door. Sanji on the other hand had knock both Luffy and Chopper's head while yelling something like 'Look what you guys did!' 'Robin-chan's lunch is ruined' 'assholes'

-BOOOOOOOOOMMM-

A loud crash was heard 1 minute after Robin had exited the kitchen. Zoro and Sanji both had dashed out of the door in a fighting stance-run.

"Whats' going on now!!" Nami yelled.

"Looks like Luffy fell asleep" Franky muttered in half disbelief and half lazed tone.

"ROBIN CHANNN!! ARE YOU OKAY?" Sanji yelled frantically.

Zoro had drawn his katana out ready to slice anyone whom had dared to attack their ship and more importantly Robin.

"So this is the infamous Strawhat crew everyone has been talking about?? You don't seem much if i managed to cuff your deliciously beautiful crewmate here. If i know you guys had such a sexy pirate lady, we would have attacked you sooner!" The malicious voice came from Captain Deck from the Sink Pirates; notorious for sinking every ship they come across with. He was however not interested in woman and was quick to carry Robin and throwing her off the Sunny Go to everyone's horror.

"ROBIN NNNN!!" Chopper and Nami's voiced chorus together,

"ROBIN -CHWANNNN! YOU SHITTY BASTARD HOW DARE YOU TOUCH THE LADIES OF THIS SHIP I WILL POUND YOU UNTIL YOUR INSIDES COME OUT ASSHOLE!!" Sanji shouted with fire engulfing his whole body.

Zoro of course had already jumped in right after Robin was thrown into the sea. His first priority was definitely saving his nakama. Slicing every last one of his enemy would later be the second priority. He dived deep and because he immediately jump in right when Robin was thrown in, she hadn't sink too far for his vision. She was still conscious, eyes wide with shocked with everything that has transpired. He could understand her fear, you can be the strongest fighter with the best abilities but its all over if you get thrown into the water. Her hands was desperately reaching for Zoro. She knew she was safe, drowning in the sea or not, she had her nakama protecting her and always having her back.

He grabbed Robin's hand and pulled her into his body and quickly swam back up in full speed. When they reached the surface, he found himself swimming to an island, the Sunny Go and his crewmates were no where in sight. Now he was just confused, how the hell did he got all the way here now. He now carried Robin bridal style whilst walking on shore since she was weakened by the effects of the sea water.

He lay her down on the grass part of the island and stood up to survey their foreign surroundings.

"Oi woman you okay?" he asked her with concern although he wasn't facing her. Robin who now had herself up on her feet.

"Thank you Zoro-kun, i'm better now." Robin said smiling even if he wasn't looking to see it. "However, seems like we're stranded in here. How did you find this island?" she was already walking around surveying the flowers, sand, grass and anything that might tell her where they were. He scratched the back of his head, "I don't know how we end up here, my priority was only getting you out of the sea and next thing i know, i got us here." he said with a tone of frustration.

'ara...so this is how he looks like whenever we get seperated' Robin's amusing thoughts caused her to laugh behind him. He snapped his head to her "What's so funny woman" to which Robin smile "Nothing. Lets explore this island together, i'm sure Luffy and the others are already nearby." she suggested to which Zoro just grunted in agreement.

The both of them then ventured into the thick jungle of the island.

Meanwhile back at the Sunny Go.

"Geez you can definitely count on Zoro to be lost even when the ship was right above him." Franky grumbled while the crew set sailed for the island Ussop had spotted.

"That shitty asshole took Robin-chwann away! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME THAT SAVED HER AND WOULD PROBABLY BE ON THAT ISLAND WITH A VERY WET RO-" Sanji fainted from nose-bleed before he could finish his sentence.

"SANJIIIIII!!!" Chopper ran towards his perverted nakama.

"Leave him to die Chopper, he propably don't mind dying" Nami said while shaking her head.

"YOSH! FULL SPEED AHEAD TO THAT MEAT ISLAND MEN!" Luffy yelled to his crewmates.

"Oi oi what do you mean meat island" Ussop replied, "And we can leave stupidity to our captain. Zoro and Robin are missing and there he goes thinking about food" he finished leaving Nami and Chopper nodding their heads vigorously. Luffy laughed "Don't worry! They're strong and i'm not worried."

-BACK TO THE UNKNOWN ISLAND-

"Perhaps the plants here spit poison that could kill you in a second or maybe the soil might swallow you whole the moment you step on it." Robin said voicing her thoughts outloud.

"Oi Robin stop saying things like that." Zoro chastised the historian for always saying dark things.

"Fufufu sorry Zoro-kun." Robin giggled into her palm.

"By the way......” he started “Robin,i'mgladyou'refineafter2years."

Zoro managed to choke all the words out as fast as he could. He was not one with sweet words but he somehow felt that before the seperation he was very cold with Robin out of all the members of the crew.

It had to do with the whole ‘Miss All Sunday’ business but now when he looked at her, it was as if everything in the past didn't matter anymore.Robin on the other hand was taken aback by his words, she would be lucky to get a grunt out of the swordsman but he was initiating a conversation first and to top that off, he was telling her how he was glad that SHE was okay.

"I'm happy to hear that. You've grown handsomely in two years Zoro-kun" She replied him with a genuine smile. His face instantly reddened from embarasssment. There she goes again, he thought. Always saying things like that and now he looks like a cat just bit his tongue.

"W..we..well you'vegrownbigtoO!"

Robin laughed aloud "Are you saying that i’m fat Zoro-kun?" she stopped abruptly nearly making him crash behind her.

"What!" he panicked. Now these are one of her antics to get him all flustered.

"You said i've grown big, so does that mean I’m fat to you Zoro-kun?" She asked him with an innocent smile, teasing him was her favourite things to do.

"You know what I mean woman." Zoro grunted frustratedly, face still heated up. She? Fat? Farrr from it he thought. Her figure was amazing, perfect if he may be so bold to say.

"So after 2years of not seeing me, thaaat....is the only thing you noticed? I think cook-san has influenced you abit." This has got to definitely get THE reaction Robin was waiting for.

“IM NOTHING LIKE THAT SHITTY BASTARD OF A COOK AND YOU KNOW IT WOMAN!!" Robin laughed at his predictable reaction. "I'm joking Mr Swordsman." And there the nicknames comes again, this woman knew how to push his buttons well.

Then Robin did the unthinkable, she put her hands on her waist and came closer to Zoro and with a low sultry voice with a pose that would drive Sanji into his grave from nosebleed.

"So am I big enough or is there anything else I can change....for you Zoro-kun" Robin said suggestively. She have to admit whilst she finally have people to call her nakama she needed more. She wants that intimate attention just like every woman. Intimacy wasn’t something she even had time for in the past, it never crossed her mind to romance with men. Now that she’s comfortable and know she has a place to call home, why the hell not.

Now he was just as red a beet, he didn't know why Robin was being flirty with him. She was usually the quiet one, calm, collected and only commented on things when it was necessary. Then again she was the only woman ironically that he didn’t mind invading his personal space. She and him was always in the same room in the ship every damn time and it wasn’t even planned nor did they ever agreed to always have each other’s back. He had always protected Robin, he would be there, ready to cut her enemies. Just like on sky island and fishmen island, as long as he’s around her he will put his life on the line for her

It wasn’t that he wouldn’t do the same for the crew but when he does save her, he feels something for her, he don’t know what he felt but he felt his pride and ego semi boosted from it. It was as if he wanted to impress her and show off how strong he was when she was around him. Maybe because all her life she was used to everyone betraying her or maybe she never had anyone protecting her. If she needed him to tell her that she wanted his protection, he would proudly declare that he will always protect and care for her.

Since she was graciously being so near him, his good eye clearly did not miss everything Robin had to offer. She was obviously testing the waters like this and eventhough he wasn't THAT type of man but he will be THAT if she wants it so bad. He will gladly play along with her game afterall he didn't enjoy being dominated like this.

Zoro grabbed Robin's waist roughly and pressed her figure with his hard and he brought his mouth against her ears.

"You better stop that Robin because i don’t think I can stop myself after this " Zoro growled with his grip tightening on her waist and back. That was an indefinite warning, he was ready to drop the whole ‘nakama’ thing and fuck her right there if she insisted on being a minx. Amazing that they had the whole island to themselves, amazing that his bad sense of direction got just the both of them alone, amazing that his crew wasn’t here to interrupt this moment and lastly Nico Robin was and amazing woman. His mind was flooded with thoughts of her and he thought he was going insane.

“I don’t want you to stop Zoro.” Her voice was filled with want, need, lust and when he looked into her eyes he knew that she only wanted HIM and he was the only one she trusted her body with. Right now her eyes was an open book and he could read every thoughts she had going through in her head.

Mentally he was battling a war, he shouldn’t be indulging in this but he knew he wanted this so bad he could kill someone.

“Not here Robin.” It had took all of his will power to seperate him and Robin, all that lust and need. Trust him he really wanted to take her right there and then but... “Fufufu, that’s very considerate and sweet of you.”

#Zorobin #Zoro #Robin #onepiece #strawhats #luffy #nami #chopper #brooke #sanji #smut #almostsmut #youthought #favouritepair #probswillhaveapt2 #part1 #ZoroRobin #ZoroxRobin #one piece #ootd

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boxofbadaddiction · 5 years ago

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Trust You to Cheapen the Moment

George Weasley x Reader

This story is inspired from a request of my F.R.I.E.N.D.S Themed Prompt List.

Prompts: 8 & 12

"Come on, [y/n or Character] just take off your shirt and tell us!"/"you're over me? When were you...under me?"

Warnings: Sexual innuendo. Swearing.

"Congratulations on a great game tonight boys!" Lee Jordan called as Fred and George entered through the portrait hole, still sporting their Quidditch uniforms which were currently soaked in sweat.

"Thanks mate" the Twins replied in unison.

The match had been against Ravenclaw and although Gryffindor naturally won, it hadn't been an easy feat. One which involved George coping a rather nasty bludger to the ribs. As such their win inevitably concluded with a stern lecture from their team Captain, Oliver Wood who remarked their performance as "sloppy". This being the reason as to why they were late to their own victory party.

"Well, hello boys" [Y/N] called as she made her way toward the three boys by the entrance, accompanied by a friend of her own. "Playing a tad messy these days, aren't we?" She goaded with a cheeky grin.

"Oh, alright [Y/N]! Red Hot you are. Sounding frightfully like our beloved Captain." Fred replied as everyone laughed.

[Y/N]s attention fixed to George as her face wore a notably more sincere expression. "How you feeling, Georgie?" "Like I took a bludger to the guts." He chuckled somewhat painfully. "I'll live, just need a good hot shower and to get out of this sweat drenched uniform." He tugged at the tight fabric which clung uncomfortably to his skin.

"I'll happily help you out of it, if you find yourself in need of a spare set of hands?" [Y/N] wriggled her eyebrows. Smiling at his friends innuendo George ran his tongue over his bottom lip before raising his own brows, as if contemplating the girls offer.

"Yeah, alright you two, wrap it up!" Fred intervened pushing the pair back by their shoulders as if stopping a fight. "George, as much as I'm with you on that shower and change idea, need I remind you we have a...previous engagement to attend to." He pointedly looked to his brother.

"What 'previous engagement'" Lee questioned.

"Super secret Weasley Twin Business." Fred winked.

"I can't believe you're leaving me out of your super secret twin business!" Lee protested, feigning dejection.

"Sorry, Lee" George offered a consoling smile. "Forget you. What about ME!" [Y/N] interrupted. "Come off it, there's no way you planned a prank without me..."

"But we did" they shrugged. "It's nothing for you to worry your pretty little head over" George teased with a pout. "What is it?" Lee asked, but the two remained quiet.

"Oh, come on, George. Just take off your shirt and tell us!" [Y/N] spat with a wicked grin. George stepped toward her slowly placing both of his large hands either side of her jaw and peering into her eyes. He leant down so his mouth was centimetres from her skin, whispering into her ear "Not happening, lovely." His hands slid down her neck, passing over her shoulders before finally retreating at they met her elbows. He smiled at the ever so faint blush that fanned her cheeks. "Okay, fine. So you won't tell us. But seriously...where'd we land on the shirt situation?" [Y/N] yanked on the uniform fabric playfully while biting her lip.

"Oh would you two just fuck already! This whole teasing thing makes my stomach turn." The other Weasley rolled his eyes before grabbing hold of his brothers wrist, "come on, lover boy. We've got mischief to attend to." He pulled George away from the group of friends, but not before he was able to send a suggestive wink to [Y/N] over his shoulder.

Fred did have a point when you thought about it. [Y/N] and George had been friends since first year after spending a day in detention together for being caught out past curfew, for separate reasons. [Y/N] and the Twins always had a playful relationship and it seemed impossible for them to go more than three minutes without making a joke or coming up with some new prank idea or bet between the three of them. The relationship between [Y/N] and George however, over the years, became substantially more provocative. Never becoming physical by any means, mainly they just threw a lot of innuendos toward one another. Just a bit of harmless, totally platonic, flirting really.

It'd been that way since their fourth year which makes it a few years now that Fred has found himself uncomfortably situated between the two obviously pining best friends, whom continuously deny any such feelings of course.

While the Twins had set off on their...other business, that left the remaining three to enjoy the Post-match festivities currently unfolding within the Gryffindor common room.

A little while into the celebrations, [Y/N] and her friend found themselves accompanied by some of the more eligible bachelors of Gryffindor Tower, about ankle deep in discarded Butterbeer and Fire Whiskey bottles.

"Come on, [Y/N] how's about a dance?" Dustin, a rather attractive boy she knew, spoke with an endearing smile gracing his face. "Flattered as I am by your proposal, I must decline." She slurred. "Why not?" The boy reached for her hand tracing small circles on the soft skin with his thumb while he stared into her eyes. "Because I don't fucking want to." The girl laughed retracting her hand from his. "Excuse us, won't you boys?" Her friend stood, pulling [Y/N] up with her. "Uh-oh...I'm in trouble" she faked concern before breaking into giggles as she was pulled from the common room.

Finding herself promptly being dragged down a flight of stairs into the adjoining corridor which, given the time, was obviously eerily abandoned.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Uuhh you mean aside from the fact my buzz was just absolutely murdered after being ripped away from a party I was thoroughly enjoying? Not much." She rolled her eyes. "I mean, why do you keep turning Dustin down? You know he fancies you! Why not give him a chance?" Her friends voice was sincere and a little giddy as she questioned. "Because I am not interested in Dust Bin." [Y/N] doubled over in laughter at her own joke. Latching on firmly to her friends shirt in an attempt to remain upright. Cackling styled laughter reverberated off the deserted corridor walls as [Y/N] was being shushed and told to compose herself. "Quiet [Y/N]!" her friend giggled at the state of her. "Is it, you're not interested in Dustin, because you're still hung up on George?" "Pffft, Pah-LEASE I am so over George." She slurred with a dramatic shove of the friends shoulder.

"You're over me?" The words called from behind her and like a cool breeze on the nape of her neck chills ran sharp through her spine. [Y/N]'s eyes widened while the friend infront of her smiled brightly, sending a taunting wave her way before disappearing back up the stairs to the common room. "When were you...under me?" The girl couldn't bring herself to turn around, she could practically hear that devious smirk playing on his voice. Her body was rigid as her blood ran cold. Talk about a sobering experience. Shutting her eyes tightly to muster the courage she tentatively began to turn her body, facing the boy with a painfully embarrassed grimace.

"You heard too much of that for me to get out of this on some elaborate lie, didn't you?"

"Yep." George stood smugly before her. Hands deep in his trouser pockets as he'd obviously had that shower and change he were so desperately craving. He looked good. White button up with the sleeves scrunched above his elbows haphazardly and a lazy Gryffindor tie around his neck. [Y/N] found herself having to swallow a lump in her throat at the sight. "Right from the rather insensitive comment made of my good mate...Dust Bin." The ginger chuckled taking a few steps forwards.

[Y/N] let out a long, defeated, sigh turning her head over her shoulder in thought. Her jaw clicked as she contemplated her next words carefully. If only she could think of anything to say. She was fumbling over various syllables, all of which were incoherent. George laughed at her nervousness and held a hand out for her to take, "Come here." He spoke softly. What else was there to lose? She accepted and felt as her body warmed from the feeling of his hand gripping hers tightly.

Neither said a word as George lead her quietly further away from the Gryffindor Tower. It wasn't until they approached the Astronomy Tower stair case [Y/N] made to speak, but was promptly shushed. 'You'll see' he told her.

The Weasley stopped at the top most stair, watching her as he slowly opened the door leading to the balcony. Eyes never leaving her face, smiling sweetly as he witnessed her expression shift slowly from one of bewilderment to awe.

Laid out in front of them was an abundance of pillows, set upon a thick blanket, surrounded by various sweet platters and floating candles like the ones in the Great Hall only much smaller. [Y/N]s hands sprang to her mouth in shock, she'd never seen such a romantic setting. Staring from the picnic to the stars that shone so brightly over head, with every Galaxy and Constellation clearly visible, she was lost for words. A startled gasp was the only noise to peirce her lips silence.

George watched fondly at the sparkle held within her eyes. Nothing but love in his as he stepped behind her, hands gently resting on her shoulders to move her forward. He nestled into the side of her neck while he walked her slowly so he could whisper in her ear, "I had actually planned on telling you first, tonight, about how I feel. But it seems you've unwilling stolen my chance." "Oh George..."

"I know, it's bloody good right?" He commented cockily. "Come on. Sit."

"So I take it this was the super secret twin business you had to attend to?" She said smiling as he made himself comfortable beside her gazing towards the sky.

"Yep. That and Fred wanted to set off some Dung Bombs in Snapes office. He's down there now." [Y/N] began to laugh and she suddenly captured every ounce of Georges attention. It's in moments like this he found her most beautiful. When she were genuinely happy. "You shouldn't have gone through all this trouble." She spoke earnestly. "You're worth it."

"That's so cheesey."

"You love cheese!"

"I do don't I?"

The two laughed, [Y/N]s head dropping as she did so before George raised her attention back to him with a finger placed delicately under her chin.

"[Y/N], I've liked you for so long now that I-I can't even remember when I realised. I just...did. You mean so much to me that it's scary" he was kneeling before her now. Hands grasping hers, "and I don't want to hear that you're over me because I don't think that I will ever be able to get over you." [Y/N] was staring fixedly into his eyes, heart thundering in her ears. Unable to believe this were happening. "I fall for you a little more everyday. I fall with every smile. Every laugh. Every sleazy innuendo you throw my way. I can't help falling and I just couldnt go another day without knowing if there were even a possibility that you may feel the same way. If you fall for me the same way I do for you. It's why I took that hit today, on the pitch, I was so distracted about tonight that I-"

"You saying that was my fault are you? That you got hurt." [Y/N] was smiling widely, eyes glistening with tears she knew were unlikely to fall but were there nonetheless.

"Ab-so-LUTE-ly it's your fault!" George continued her teasing with a beaming smile that shone nearly as bright as the stars above them.

"I do George. Feel the same. I'm not over you because...because there's just no getting over you."

George let out a relieved and amazed breath. He doubted he'd ever felt happier in his life than in this moment.

Both his hands came to rest either side of her face as he hastily leant his face towards hers before restraining himself. Eyes pouring into hers as hers were staring back. "Can I kiss you?" He whispered.

[Y/N] smiled softly, hands coming to lay gently on his elbows, "yes" she breathed before nodding quickly. A hand shot up behind his neck to bring their faces together, lips meeting for the first time. He pulled her into his lap swinging both arms around her waist as her free hand tugged on his tie.

[Y/N] pulled back to catch her breath while George peppered soft, frantic kisses down her jaw and neck.

"So tell me..." her head fell back in pleasure as she clung to him for support and felt as he hummed against her skin in response, "now that we've established I'm not over you. When can I get under you?" She smirked chuckling slightly. He rolled his head up to meet her gaze, staring unbelievably at her words as a reluctant smile crept across his lips. George groaned at the pun before pushing her down into the pillows, body hovering above hers as she left out a squeal at his action. Laughing in a way only George could ever make her.

"Trust you to cheapen the moment."

#George weasley x reader #george weasley fluff #George weasley imagine #hp #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #George weasley fanfiction #fred weasley #lee Jordan #George weasley/reader #x reader fiction

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mxbottleflip · 5 years ago

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The Boyz - Son Eric [Smut] :^)

sorry i'm too uncreative for captions

heya ! after procrastinating for the last few hours i'm finally able to post my very first smut, yay ! enjoy, my loves ♡

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pairing: {brattamer/dom!eric (tbz) x fem!brat!reader}

summary: {eric is busy studying and you think of a way to get his attention-turning into smut obv.}

word count: {~1,3-1,4k}

warnings: {none really, issa smut lol}

requested: {yes, by anon ! dw i gotchu :D}

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~tysm for the request !~

(also eric is still going to school in this au sksks felt like giving him homework to focus on fit pretty nice)

NOT PROOF READ BECAUSE I'M TOO LAZY MYSELF AND HAVE NO FRIENDS TO DO THAT FOR ME (:

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the way eric licked his lips while working on his homework got you weak in the knees. he looked so incredibly hot whenever he was concentrating on something, you could watch him for years. "y/n could you please stop staring at me like that ? it kinda makes me nervous..", eric finally spoke up and turned around in his seat to look at you. you were sitting right next to him and probably haven't looked away a single time since he started studying.

your eyes were scanning his face, all of his features.. his damn good looking face almost made you angry. "what the fuck are you so handsome for ??", you yelled and let out a fake cry. eric just laughed at it and turned back to the bunch of papers infront of him: "yeah i mean if i had nothing good about me, i wouldn't have such a gorgeous girlfriend like you eh ?"

his words also put a smile on your face, but honestly you weren't in the mood for sweet talk right now. you've been extremely horny since you guys woke up in the morning and eric rather gave all his attention to his stupid homework than to his "gorgeous girlfriend".

"how long will that stuff take ? i've been waiting for hours and i need you right nowww", you whine. "mhm patience my girl, rushing me wont help you", he responds.

a sigh left your mouth and you let your hand fall on his thigh, resting it there for some time. he obviously didn't mind, so you started carressing it, giving it some squeezes in between. "y/n please, if the fact that you are staring at me all the time didn't make me nervous enough, this is, for sure.. i'll be finished very soon and will be all yours then, alright ?", he scratched his head and gently pushed your hand away from his thigh. flashing him the biggest smile and nodding at the same time, you stood up and walked over to his closet. you'd be getting what you wanted, one way or another.

you opened erics closet, looking for one of his shirts to throw on. after you found what you were looking for, you unclasped your bra and pulled your shirt over your head. tossing them both on the floor, you turned around to see if eric was looking - no chance. you groaned, took off your pants and threw them onto your other clothes. while quickly slipping his shirt over, you still kept an eye on him. honestly how could anyone look THAT hot while studying ??

you were now left with only his big ass tshirt and your panties on, making your way back to him. instead of sitting back onto your own seat, you let yourself down on erics lap. he let out a sigh once again: "you comfortable now, ma'am ?" you hummed in response and started to move around a little, trying to get even more 'comfortable'.

"if you insist on sitting in my lap, could you at least stay still ? listen, you're not the only person in this household who'd prefer to do something else right now, but i really have to get this done and having you move around on my dick is not helpi- is that my shirt you're wearing ??"

this time you didn't respond in any way, you just kept moving around and squeezing his thighs. eric tried to push you off of his lap, but you stayed stubborn: "is there a problem with it ? also,, your little friend's telling me you love having me in your lap.."

"no, there's not but.. please get up, i can't work like that ! and never call my dick 'little friend' again !", he complained. after he tried to push you away multiple times, you actually got up and were now standing next to him, looking like you don't belong anywhere.

"you know i'd love to spend my time with you right now, but i really have to focus on studying at the moment.. also, why the hell are you not wearing pants anymore ??", he groaned after seeing your bare legs poke out below his shirt, ".. you're really something else, you know that, right ? just let me finish my work now." you had to hold back a laugh at how annoyed he seemed, but compared to you, eric didn't think there was anything to laugh about. he rolled his eyes, concentrating on his studies again.

at this point you were becoming a little frustrated too, not understanding how he could still resist you and STILL prefer working on school rather than working on you (ehehe). all of the sudden an idea came to your mind, that one has to work for sure !you grabbed the pen he was currently writing with and threw it on the floor;

"oh noo, seems like you dropped something.. let me help you !"

you bend down in front of him, revealing half your ass and picking up the pen, when you're being pulled back onto his lap again. "enough of that, stop playing around already. you just wont let me study, will you ? fucking brat, you think you can keep acting up like that all day and expect me to stay calm ?"

out of shock you dropped the pen you just picked up again and immediatly felt your heat throbbing at his reaction.

did that really just work ??

now he was the one to squeeze your thighs, but he didn't go easy on you. he grabbed a handful of your flesh and roughly kneaded it until you felt a burning pain spreading in that area, the pain causing you to moan. "bet you just wanted me to snap at some point, right ? test how far you could push me until i go crazy ?" you hummed, slightly embarrassed at the fact, that seeing your boyfriend being annoyed of you turned you on that much.

after you admitted to that, his hands were quick to find their way to your core, rubbing your clothed clit. you let your head fall back onto his chest, "knew it.. ", he whispered. eric also murmured something else you didn't quiet understand, but you were just trying to enjoy the moment really. "all that teasing just for the tiniest bit of pleasure..", he then added, ".. you couldn't even be patient about it.. unbelievable."

after a good minute of him straight up teasing you, you started whining. "please, s-stop teasing me..", you stuttered.

"huh, what did you say ? weren't you the one to start all the teasing ?", he cheekily asked, and you just groaned in response. "come on, speak up baby, tell me what you want." "please.. just touch me eric god damn, i've been waiting for this the entire day, i really need you, please.."

that earned you a little chuckle from eric: "hmm i don't think you derseve to be touched at all, thinking of the way you acted up all day..", regardless of what he just said, he got rid of your panties and started properly rubbing your clit. his free hand went up to your throat, giving it a good squeeze, "you've been such a brat, not listening to me and teasing me all day.. shouldn't i be punishing you rather than pleasuring you now ?"

you shook your head 'no': "you just looked so good concentrating on your stuff and all and- oh fuck..", you were interrupted by him letting a finger sink into you, curling it upwards and squeezing your throat tighter. finally getting what you wanted just felt way too good..

"god, feels like you're soaking and i haven't even started yet..", eric panted and started moving his finger inside of you, soon adding another one. "feels.. so nice.. please keep going.." your breathing became even heavier as the hand that was resting around your throat now went down to your boobs, teasing your nipples and twisting them gently. by that time you could feel an obvious bulge poking at your butt, so you tried lifting your hips a bit and returning the favor. "don't even think about that, you're not getting to touch me", eric demands, increasing the speed of his fingers pumping in and out of you, "drop your attitude first."

"i-i don't know what you mean..", you panted and closed your eyes, to solely focus on his actions. "oh, so now you don't know what i'm talking about anymore ?", he mocked and pumped his fingers as far into you as he could, earning a surprised moan from you, ".. you don't remember dropping that pen on purpose just to show your fucking ass off to me ? was that someone else then ?" him bringing that up made you clench around his fingers and you couldn't hold back any of your moans anymore. you automatically pressed your butt against his bulge, hoping to get any kind of response to that.

even though he managed to hold back how horny he actually was pretty well, you could clearly hear him cursing under his breath now. "and also.. shit.. what are you gonna do about it, huh ? about me disrespecting you and.. n-not listeni-.." eric shoved his free fingers into your mouth, stopping you from talking. "shut your mouth already, am i not doing enough for you yet? needy little brat, once i've made you cum i'll throw you on the bed and fuck some sense into you, but you'd probably even like that, wouldn't you ?"

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if you read until here,, wow, tysm ! i hope you somewhat enjoyed it lol

i'm actually thinking about writing a part 2, if anyone would even be interested in that.. anywaysss

feel free to request whatever you like !

feedback is always welcome ~

stay healthy & stan the boyz ♡

honestly what a visual god wow

#kpop #kpop smut #the boyz #the boyz smut #eric smut #son eric #son eric smut #the boyz eric #the boyz eric smut #the boyz scenario #kpop scenario #kpop writing #once again idk what else to put here

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