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norrisainz33 · 2 months ago

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foodie pt2. || platonic grid

summary: a grid dinner sponsored by y/n, everyone's favorite f1 driver and food influencer

pairing: driver!reader x platonic grid

fc & warnings: none!

pt 1 | masterlist

ﾟ. ✿ ୨❤︎୧⠀✿ . ﾟ

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user1: it’s so wild to me to see drivers out here doing normal things like going to the shops

estebanocon: can’t wait for dinner tonight ❤️

ynuser: and i can’t wait to see you and flavy 🫶🏻

user2: GRID DINNER 🗣️

charlesleclerc: alex won’t stop talking about how excited she is for tonight

ynuser: ugh my girl 😩🫶🏻

lando: you getting more than macarons or?

ynuser: yeah tons of fish… didnt you read the menu i sent around?

lando: uh no….. but seems i should…..

user3: if someone doesn’t live tweet this dinner i’ll scream

yourbff: you are so brave for hosting all those men in your cutesy barbie dream house 😩

ynuser: i know… i’m worried one of them is going to get something on my new white couch

yourbff: odds it’s lando or franco

ynuser: honestly my bet is on george

user4: need that bag now

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formulafoodie: my love language is acts of service and fresh veggies 🤍

p.s follow along as i cook dinner for my coworkers

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lando: omg does this mean you love me

formulafoodie: no

maxfewtrell: CLEARED

user5: i just laughed out loud

user4: eeeeeek

lewishamilton: same

formulafoodie: you get me

user5: notifs are turned ON i am ready for these updates

yukitsunoda0511: 😋🍝

formulafoodie: 👩🏾‍🍳

user6: i wanna be a fly on the wall in her house so bad

astonmartinf1: 🤍💚

user7: protect y/n at all costs! this is so wholesome

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the first chime of the doorbell rang out pulling you from your final round of appetizer arranging. you glanced over the marble countertop one last time, straightening a garnish here and a slice there, the savory aroma of your cooking already filling the air. after a quick hair adjustment and a slip into your favorite heels, you skipped over to the door heart fluttering slightly with excitement and some nerves.

opening the door, you were greeted by a burst of chatter and laughter. esteban and flavy stood front and center, followed by charles, alex, yuki, pierre, and kika all of which were wearing grins that mirrored your own. just down the hallway, you caught lando’s unmistakable laugh echoing as he chatted animatedly with max, lance, lewis and the rest of the grid, their footsteps quickening as they caught up with the group.

“come on in!” you beamed as you stepped aside to usher everyone in.

“y/n/n/! it smells incredible in here!” kika gushed, already slipping out of her coat and making a beeline for the kitchen.

“aw thank you kiks,” you smiled, cheeks warming from the compliment. the sight of your friends, all cozy and comfortable in your space, made your heart feel full.

everyone began to migrate toward the kitchen island, admiring the carefully plated bites you’d prepared. glasses clinked as people helped themselves to the various drinks you meticulously crafted, laughter rising as familiar banter kicked off between charles and pierre.

“i brought you something!” lando called out over the chatter, his trademark grin in place with his hands suspiciously tucked behind his back.

“oh?” you asked, raising an eyebrow with amusement as he made his way toward you.

with a little dramatic flair lando revealed a big pastel colored box from behind him and placed it gently on the counter. you opened it to find a beautifully decorated cake inside, delicate piping spelling out a simple but sweet message: "thank you."

“i can’t cook like you obviously,” he said with a chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. “so it is store bought BUT i wanted to do something for you.”

you giggled, “lando this is so sweet. i love it so much.”

he shrugged with that proud little smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. “just trying to impress the hostess. you’ve set the bar terrifyingly high i won't lie.”

the others gathered around, admiring the cake and teasing lando about his “brownie points,” while you laughed and began ushering everyone to the dining area where the real feast was about to begin.

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user2: this is literally so cute

astonmartinf1: can we have a piece?

ynuser: ofc you can admin! i wish you were able to be here with us!!

astonmartinf1: i know me too bestie. next time 🤍

lando: doing the most for the hostess with the mostest

ynuser: 🥹🥹 you sweetie pie! almost makes me forget how badly i want to run you into the wall most races

lando: its alllllll part of my charm ms girl

user4: i need me a man like lando pulling up with a cake thats my favorite color with my favorite flowers on it

pierregasly: he just insists on showing us all up huh

ynuser: i mean.... george and carmen brought flowers and KIKA brought me a necklace so...... whats your excuse?

pierregasly: ..... the necklace was funded by me does that count?

ynuser: no xxoo

user18: am i catching a little bit of a romance here? perhaps a little crush?

roscoelovescoco: i wishes i was theres withs you my favorite aunties!

ynuser: roscoe my sweet babbyyyyyyyyy. i can't wait to see you in silverstone soon

user1: ok so first grid dinner update is that lando out shown everyone and brought a cake

lhughes_06: 📝get her a cake

ynuser: 😏 i do like cakes

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user4: first of all y/n is a goddess and second of all ,, i cant believe thats her house?! and she went through all that trouble for the drivers?

ynuser: my sweet baby girl i love you endlessly 🤍

iamrebeccad: i love you more pretty princess

user12: ok so this grid dinner is way nicer than i expected. y/n has outdone herself

lando: good lord shes gorgeous

iamrebeccad: yes she is but why are you noticing that sir

lando: um i don't know what you're talking about rebe!

iamrebeccad: carlos will be getting to the bottom of this!

lando: NOOOOO DONT INVOLVE CARLITOS

lando: damn you told him quick its been not even 1 minute and hes giving me a look across the table

alexandrasaintmleux: thats our pretty best friend!

iamrebeccad: yes ❤️

user21: i wish netflix was there filming all of this. i'd give my left leg to know what was said

astonmartinf1: GORGEOUS!

dior: effortlessly beautiful

iamrebeccad: ❤️

user14: y/n is the entire package. she can cook, she can drive, she is funny, she is beautiful, shes so incredibly smart... i dont get how its possible for someone to be this perfect

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the clinking of cutlery and murmurs of anticipation filled the room as everyone found their seats around your large wooden dining table. you had set it with care - soft linen napkins, mismatched but charming ceramic plates, loads of fresh flowers and flickering candles that cast a warm glow across everyone’s faces. the scent of roasted garlic, fresh herbs and something buttery hung heavy in the air.

as you brought over a tray of baked burrata-stuffed squash blossoms, yuki gasped dramatically.

“is this even legal? you’re a driver and you cook like this?” he teased leaning forward as if to inspect the dish.

“i feel like I should be intimidated,” pierre added raising an eyebrow and nudging charles who was sat next to him. “she’s too powerful.”

“i’m honestly reconsidering my entire life,” charles muttered with mock seriousness. “like, what am I doing?”

“you’re getting out-qualified by her next weekend, that’s what,” max quipped dryly, earning a chorus of “ooooohs” around the table.

you rolled your eyes with a smile, placing another platter full of food down in the center of the table. “don’t even try it,” you warned wagging a finger at charles before he could make some remark about your aston not being able to beat his scarlett ferrari.

“i'm only here to try the food, not you mon ami! I promise,” he replied.

meanwhile, flavy and kika were already deep in a conversation with alex and the lily's about your herb garden setup. esteban was trying to explain a complicated new tiktok trend to lewis who just blinked and slowly nodded clearly not getting it.

lando who was seated beside you, leaned over and whispered, “i think yuki is going to try and steal your recipes.”

you leaned in slightly and whispered back with a smirk. “my recipes stay with me.”

lando pouted dramatically “and maybe with me?”

“i don't know about you.”

lance suddenly raised his glass pulling you out of your conversation wtih lando. “alright everyone it is time for a toast! cheers to y/n for being the best chef, the most supportive teammate and honestly, the only person who could wrangle all of us into one room without starting a full fight.”

everyone raised their glasses and cheers and clinking glasses echoing through the room. you flushed with happiness, cheeks warm from the wine, the compliments and the unmistakable joy of having your people all around you.

“ok real talk,” flavy said, her wine glass swaying slightly as she pointed her fork toward the middle of the table. “if we were all on on bake off.... who’s making it past week one?”

“me,” lewis said instantly with the confidence of a man who'd once perfected vegan banana bread. “precision is key in baking it’s just like engineering.”

“yeah but you’d lose it the moment paul hollywood gave you anything less than a handshake,” albono teased.

“ok but george would definitely cry if his sponge collapsed,” kika chimed in sending half the table into laughter.

george gasped and fake clutched his pearls, “excuse me!! some of us are in touch with our emotions!”

“and some of us can’t cook rice,” esteban added with a smirk nodding toward lance.

the tips of lance's ears instantly turned red “that was one time! ONE TIME!”

“was it though?” pierre questioned swirling his wine like a villain in a soap opera. “because I happen to remember a weekend in spa that featured crunchy rice.”

“I like crunchy rice!” lance defended.

“you lied about liking crunchy rice,” flavy corrected, pointing at him with her breadstick.

max who had been quietly sipping his drink with a smug look finally spoke up. “let’s be honest, if this was a survival cooking show, i’d win. i’m efficient, i follow instructions and i don’t ever panic.”

“you also once used salt instead of sugar in brownies,” charles interjected not even looking up from his plate.

“that was an experiment cha.”

“an experiment in poisoning,” you added which caused another ripple of laughter around the table.

“i think lando would just charm the judges and wing it,” lily z said tilting her head thoughtfully.

lando grinned, puffing his chest out a bit. “exactly! i’d be like, ‘i don’t know what a genoise sponge is, but here’s a chocolate lava cake that may or may not have exploded in the oven.’”

“and then you’d flash that cheeky smile and somehow make it to the final,” oscar rolled his eyes.

“you guys are something else,” you laughed shaking your head as you reached to refill your glass. “not a single stable sous-chef in this room.”

“you know,” lewis said looking around as the room buzzed with overlapping chatter, “if netflix ever wanted to make drive to dine, we’ve already got the cast.”

“and the main character is obviously y/n,” lando added nudging your knee under the table. “our fearless kitchen commander.”

you laughed shaking your head. this dinner was everything you could have hoped for.

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lance_stroll: thankful for you!

formulafoodie: you're the best teammate lanceypoo

user18: lanceypoo im crying

user12: this is so wholesome

lando: and im thankful to have a coworker as cool as you

formulafooide: i do make the grid significantly cooler

charlesleclerc: that is true

lewishamilton: you are the coolest one here y/n

flavy.barla: forever grateful to you for having us!!

formulafoodie: you are always welcome my dear

user1: y/n is the best thing to happen to the grid

netflix: wish we were there!

formulafoodie: you get enough of us LOL

user11: i'm obsessed w this, also clocking how close lando is standing to y/n/n

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a/n: thanks so much for reading! likes and reblogs apprecaited

ﾟ. ✿ ୨❤︎୧⠀✿ . ﾟ

disclaimer: pictures are not mine and everything i write is fiction

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potatobugxo · 5 months ago

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Hii! Can I request platonic headcanons of doey with a toy reader whos a child, so they could be just like him but could be the youngest

I hope its no bother! Have a lovely day/night! Thank you!

of course! I hope u have a lovely day too 💚

warnings: mentions of cruelty against children (it's poppy playtime cmon) doey being an older sibling/parental figure to reader!

pairing: platonic!fatherly!doey x child!toy!reader

-when doey found you you were trapped in the prison with the other miniature toys

-you were scared and alone and balled up in the corner of your cell, crying softly to yourself when doey approached you

-"hey, there, kiddo, are you okay?" doey asks, his deep voice soft and soothing

-you wipe your eyes and look up at him, frightened by the large doughman at first

-"it's alright, I'm a friend!" doey says. "you don't have to be alone here anymore. I can take care of you."

-you reluctantly take his hand, and he wipes the tears from your eyes with his thumb

-doey takes you back to safe haven where the other toys he rescued are gathered

-when you start to see other toys that are just like you, you start to calm down, knowing they arent going to hurt you like the others

-doey makes sure you're settled in and tucks you into one of the beds so you can get some rest without having to fear for your life

-it takes you a long time to get used to the other toys, the horrors of the prison still haunting you

-you follow doey around most of the time, clinging to him for a sense of safety

-doey always makes sure all of the toys in his care are taken care of, especially you

-even though doey presents a more paternal front, he's still a kid on the inside, and having someone like you follow him around is like having a little sibling and he loves you very much!

-he notices you're a lot more immature than the other toys are, including him, and he wonders if you were only a few years old when the doctors turned you into this toy

-it breaks his heart to know that and fuels his rage toward the doctor and other scientists, but also fuels his urge to protect you and keep you safe

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime x reader #doey #doey the doughman #doey x reader #hcs

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ki-yomii · 1 year ago

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like i do | jjk

➥ pairing | jeon jungkook x f!reader

➥ word count | 3.2k

➥ warning(s) | 🔞 smut; dirty talk, pet names, mild praise kink, squirting, standing missionary, finger fucking, thigh riding, established relationship, angst w/ a happy ending, possessive!jk, jealous!jk, mentions of infidelity, trust issues

➥ summary | request - Jk being a jealous husband, angst and smuttttt 🥹💘

➥ notes | for lovely anon. hope you enjoy 💚 un-edited, i'll come back and fix any mistakes later. also poor jimin. i love him but i always seem to make him suffer lol.

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Eavesdropping.

Whether it was a stray conversation in a shop, or lurking around corners to see what others really thought of you, everyone’s done it at some point.

Now, it’s a habit Jungkook tries not to encourage - much preferring upfront interactions and direct conversations - but that isn’t to say he’s never eavesdropped before.

But the problem with listening in on conversations you’re not supposed to be is you run the risk of hearing something you wish you didn’t.

And while it wasn’t intentional by any means - he respects you too much to spy, even if the urge is there - he learns this lesson the hard way.

The first time it happens, he’s in the kitchen refilling his cup of iced coffee. There’s a squeal of surprise followed by a lighthearted giggle, the sound of shuffling limbs and a low grunt.

Everything in him freezes at the sound of your delight, gut churning.

He always works so damn hard to pull the laughter from the depths of your throat. And it stings that Jimin - his friend, his brother’s attempts are effortless.

It’s something so simple, and yet the effect it’s having on him is undeniable as Jungkook white-knuckles the handle of his mug and grits his teeth.

His jaw nearly cracks in two when he hears the softly murmured greeting, “It’s good to see you, baby.”

And Jungkook knows, okay.

He knows there’s nothing romantic between the two of you.

If anything, you’re too alike. Twin flames of the platonic variety. Not only would it never work out, but you both feel nothing but familial towards one another.

For fuck’s sake, Jimin was there when Jungkook proposed. Was the one to encourage it, in fact. Has been nothing but supportive about your relationship even when others disagreed.

However, knowing something doesn’t dampen the spark of jealousy.

Nor does it soothe the sharp flash of hurt threatening to steal the breath from his lungs.

Jimin has always been affectionate with you, and he’s always a touch too flirtatious. It’s a part of who he is, and it’s one Jungkook would never ask him to dim. Jimin spent far too long hiding, pretending, stifling himself for other’s comfort.

And Jungkook loves him as he is, encourages him to be his beautiful, authentic self no matter what. Expect maybe when it comes to his wife… for reasons he’s unwilling to examine.

All schoolyard flirtations aside, what bothers Jungkook most are the pet names. He can put aside his petty jealousy because he knows its unfounded.

What’s harder is dismissing the use of that little four-letter word: baby.

It’s supposed to be his way of telling you how much he loves you. Special, intimate. A stand-in for the four-word phrase he whispers into the silk of your skin, tattoos into your heart with his lips.

The realization he’s sharing a part of you he thought all his own sits bitter on the back of his tongue, an acid burn eating through his throat until he can’t find the words.

When you respond in kind with a soft, tender call a piece of him shrivels.

Standing in the kitchen adrift and lovelorn, Jungkook’s left with an empty longing he can’t name and no where to place it.

You weren’t together for more than six months before he proposed, knowing you were the one for him by the second date.

Maybe he moved too fast, was too receptive?

Growing up, he’d always been eager to move onto the next big thing, ready to jump head first. Some said that would come back to bite him in the ass. Was this the day?

Perhaps you regret saying yes so soon. Jungkook knows he’s not like other people. They need time to settle into their feelings like a house settling old wooden bones.

The last thing he wants is to make you feel trapped, suffocated under the weight of all his clingy, needy problems.

So he smothers the discomfort and walks into the living room. He shoots you a smile and inclines his head towards Jimin.

Thoroughly ignores the pulse of pain when he sees how cozy the two of you look cuddled up on the couch, legs tangled together with Bam at your feet.

That should be me.

You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

He can’t lose you.

It’s there he silently vows to be less intense, less attached. Does his best to keep his hands to himself even though he wants to reach across the space between your bodies, and tug you into the cradle of his chest.

Bam picks his head up, cocking his ear to the side when Jungkook winces as Jimin reaches out to tug a lock of your hair, smirking around another purred baby.

Thankfully no one else but the dog notices his moment of weakness or the tension cutting through his shoulders.

Staring at his reflection, Jungkook tucks a lock of hair behind his ear and fiddles with his tie. The three-piece fits like a glove yet he’s never felt more uncomfortable.

He longs for soft cotton and baggy loungewear but tonight is important.

It’s your first year anniversary.

He’s had this night planned out months in advance; pulled all the strings needed to secure a reservation at one of the best five-stars in Gangnam.

You’ve been looking forward to it all week, and your excitement is infectious.

Only Jungkook’s mood sours as soon as he turns the corner to find you on the couch with company, dolled up and radiant. Jimin’s beside you, one leg crossed over the other and swirling a half-empty wine glass.

He says something too low for Jungkook to hear.

“Jimin!” You titter behind your hand, the flash of the jewels on your nails catching the light. “Sto-op! You nasty little freak.”

“What’re you doing here?”

Jungkook doesn’t mean to snap but the inner turmoil spills over before he can shove it down.

Your eyes lose some of their softness, the happiness fizzling from your expression like champagne bubbles. Mouth pinching in at the corners, you narrow your eyes.

A lump grows in his throat.

“What’s got you so pissy, Kook?” you ask.

Jimin clears his throat, averting his gaze to the side as he mindlessly plays with the stem of the glass.

The frosty look Jungkook shoots him withers under your pointed glare. Shoulders sagging, he runs his fingers through his hair, unable to care about how much he’s fucking up the style.

“Sorry Jimin, I… ahem. Anyway, are you gonna be ready to go soon?”

“Mhm, just let me finish up here,” you trail off, motioning to the last few sips of your own wine. “We’ve still got some time before we have to leave anyway.”

Before Jungkook can respond, Jimin cuts in while twining an arm over your bare shoulders, cheek pressed sweetly to yours, “You can’t rush perfection, Kookie. Isn’t that right, pretty baby?”

It’s no surprise your anniversary ends in disaster; a fight so vicious it has you fleeing with an overnight bag, refusing to look at Jungkook let alone speak to him no matter how much he begs you to stay.

Leaving him alone in an apartment ringing with your absence, terrified this is the beginning of the end and thoroughly convinced he’s the worst fucking husband ever.

It’s been several days of radio silence.

No amount of texting or calling gets you to answer. And it’s starting to get to him, going out of his mind with worry, with guilt. If only he hadn’t said this, that, and the other.

If only you’d stayed.

Now, everywhere he turns, Jungkook’s forced to face the jealousy growning like a weed in his heart. And every day it gets worse; a stone crushing his lungs, a bottomless pit curdling his stomach.

He doesn’t know where you are exactly, but his suspicions are proven correct when he nearly busts down the door to Jimin’s apartment only to have you invite him inside, stony-faced and silent.

The quiet doesn’t last, broken by the awkward clearing of his throat as he avoids your stare.

“What are we even doing?” he asks.

Your eyebrows shoot towards your hairline.

There are bags under your eyes and heavy lines around your mouth. You look like you haven’t slept well. Jungkook’s gut clenches, bile bubbling up the back of his throat.

It’s all my fault.

“I’m not sure what you mean, Kook.”

“Please.” He refuses to acknowledge the plea for what it is. “I can’t - I can’t do this anymore.” His voice breaks, cracks in two, tears stopping up his tongue. “I need to know.”

Your eyes flash with confusion. “Baby?” You step closer, hand outstretched and shoulders relaxing. “What are you talking about?”

His intentions are pure, honest.

But months of simmering anger, of doubting everything about himself (again), of resenting the fact he resents you, resents Jimin at all, bubbles to the surface.

He’s not proud of it, but Jungkook explodes; a match set to gunpowder.

“I’m talking about you and Jimin!”

“Me,” you ask, blinking owlishly, “-- and Jimin?”

Jungkook smiles, sharp and unpleasant. Bitter and disappointed. Grief makes him mean, nasty. “Yeah, you and Jimin. Do you think I’m stupid - were you just gonna keep fucking around behind my back?”

“Woah, pump the breaks! What the hell are--”

“Don’t even try to deny it.”

His eyes glint like shards of black ice, cool and assessing as he stares at you. Numb to the concern in your gaze, the purse of your lips. He’s slipping - he knows he’s slipping. Can feel the grief stricken rage pressing in at the corners of his mind.

The last thing he wants to do is hurt you, and yet he’s helpless to stop the words pouring from his mouth. “Did you like watching me make a fool of myself?”

You sneer, arms crossed over your chest so hard it looks like it hurts, “You’re doing that all on your own, Jungkook. I think you need to leave.”

“No, no, come on. I want to know. Why did you marry me if you don’t even want me, huh?”

Stalking closer, Jungkook corners you against the counter.

The smooth glide of his body is reminiscent of a large jungle cat, purely predatory. The uncomfortable thrill of it reflects through your gaze, the clench of your thighs.

Dark satisfaction curls low in his belly.

He asks, “Did he fuck you better, make you scream his name?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about but you’re being a fucking pig,” you say, shoving his shoulder towards the door. “Now I really think it’s time for you to leave. Come back when you’re not being stupid.”

Strong fingers clamp down around your wrist, and Jungkook tugs you into his chest. His free arm curls around your waist, pinning you to his front. The heat of your body can’t drive away the sudden cold washing over him.

“Let go-”

“No.” He watches as any retort dies on your tongue, your eyes meeting his head on for the first time. Whatever you see hooks in, refusing to let go. “I’m not letting you go.”

Shivering, you try to tug your arm free, “Jungkook, please. You’re starting to scare me.”

In lieu of a response, Jungkook dips his head, and inhales the scent of your hair. Dragging his nose down the length of your neck as the familiar perfume floods his lungs. Soothes the prowling beast caged in his chest.

A rumble of satisfaction vibrates through him into you, your nipples stiffening against him.

Jungkook sighs, “You always smell so good, baby.”

The tension threaded through your frame releases, your edges softening until you rest against him fully. Shivers race down his spine when your breath tickles his ear.

You call to him softly.

He hums, nuzzling into the side of your head, “Mhm?”

“Can you let me go now? Promise I won’t go anywhere.”

Jungkook pulls back to look at you for several long seconds. Unlatching his fingers, he watches as you flex your wrist. Then reaches up to tenderly curl the digits around your throat, transfixed by the sight.

A hook of arousal sinks into his stomach.

Yanks hard when you gasp at the push of his thick thigh against your pussy, your whine when he flexes the muscle. With a soft cry, you sag into his body while your hands fly up to plant themselves on his biceps.

“K-Kook!”

“Mm, that’s it.”

The bubble of emotions boiling under the surface of his skin is at odds with the satisfaction coiling in his belly, the interested twitch of his cock.

Jungkook rolls his thigh and works you along the length of it. The heat of you burns through the cotton of his lounge pants, so warm and soft and wet.

"Don't--" your protest trails off, smothered by your teeth as your eyes flutter in pleasure. "Hn!"

Shit, he wants to bury himself so deep inside you’ll never forget the stretch. Ruin you so good with his cock you won’t dream of anyone else ever again. He’d make you his and his alone.

Fingers tightening around your neck, Jungkook murmurs, “Let me hear you, baby.”

Unsuccessfully trying to ignore how good the friction is, you shake your head in denial. But there’s no hiding how turned on you’re getting, panties sticky and thighs clamping around his.

You’re absolutely soaked, evidenced by the growing dark patch on his leg as he grinds you into a sloppy mess.

“W-We can’t, Jimin’s h-home.”

Mentioning the other man is a mistake, and you know that.

Jungkook sees the realization light up in your eyes seconds after he tenses, rutting up against you harshly. The bulge of his cock digs into the dip of your hip, throbbing in time with the labored heaves of his chest.

His kneecap catches, the sharp ridge smashing into your swollen clit. Your mouth drops open, and Jungkook slaps a hand over your face before the wail escapes.

He knows he’s being rough, but the tears in your eyes soothe some of the hurt. And honestly, he can’t bring himself to care overmuch, especially when your hips jerk against his.

“Better be quiet. We don’t want Jimin to hear us,” Jungkook snarls, “after all, what would he think if he saw how bad you’re gagging for your husband’s dick?”

Your indignant response is cut off by another muffled whine, his teeth sinking into the corner of your jaw.

A weak spot of yours - Jungkook abuses it to his advantage. Swiping his tongue through the layer of sweat that clings to your skin, the salt bursting across his tongue.

He groans.

“I don’t give a fuck what you or Jimin think.” His breath puffs warm and moist over your ear, voice whiskey rough when Jungkook says, “You married me. You’re mine, baby, and I don’t share.”

Relocating, his hand releases your throat and finds your hips. He slips under the mid-thigh hem of your oversized nightshirt, and snaps the waistband of your panties with a firm tug.

Pulling the fabric free from between your legs, he tucks the ruined fabric into his back pocket as a souvenir.

“K-Kook,” you say, voice warbling.

He hums, eyes glittering dangerously as his fingers brush over the top of your slit. Your clit jumps beneath the pad of his finger, swollen and throbbing.

When you hiss low between your teeth, he smirks, and bullies the little nub with rough circles until your hips shift from side to side.

“Ah, shit, baby. Can you hear how sloppy your pussy is?”

Jungkook dips his fingers between your folds, playing with your gummy walls as he gathers your slick, teasing the rim of your entrance. The filthy squelches echo out into the otherwise silent apartment.

He preens, chest puffing up with pride, and says, “He can’t make you feel the way I do. Can he?”

Without warning, he slides two fingers deep inside to the third knuckle. Chuckles when you burrow your face into his shoulder, your nails dragging raised lines of heat down his arms as your walls give, fluttering around his thick digits as you adjust to the stretch.

“Mm, you always take me so well, baby.”

You clench at the praise, and Jungkook pumps his fingers in reward, curling up to massage at the spongy patch of your g-spot. You whine, head tossed back and thighs shaking around his hand.

Pain shoots through the base of Jungkook’s spine, and biting back a curse, he reaches down to adjust his cock from where its trapped against you, swollen and leaking.

“Yeah, you’re such a good girl.”

“Please,” you whine before mumbling something else.

Jungkook’s not sure what it is, but figures it’s not all that important when your eyes roll back into your head and your hips twitch.

You start to bear down on his fingers, walls tensing and releasing.

“Gonna cum?” Jungkook nips at your bottom lip, panting into your mouth and sharing breath as his eyes bore into yours. “Fuck! Do it. Wanna feel you cum all over my hand.”

God, you look so good like this; eyes teary and brows crinkled, sweat-slick and mouth slack. A sight he never wants to be without. His sweet girl, his baby, his wife.

“Yeah, that’s it.” His fingers curl and pulse, pet and stretch. “Now open those pretty eyes.”

A hand curls around your jaw, tugs at your chin.

“Look at me,” Jungkook breathes.

Please.

He watches, greedy, as your lashes flutter, the lids weighted down by pleasure. Eventually, you manage to crack them open, and he ruts forward in response. His groan vibrates his lips as they smash into yours in a violent kiss.

You pull away with a gasp, slick dripping down your shaky knees. “I can’t - hnggg - fuck, Kook!”

“Tell me who you belong to.”

He’s unforgiving in his demands, a cold fire burning in the depths of his eyes. His cock throbs, his hips trembling with restraint as he stops himself from rutting to completion against you.

His heart hammers against his ribs, and his stomach swoops.

The answer will either make or break him.

Anticipation floods the room with tension; hovering in the air like a word about to be spoken.

“Tell me.”

“I -- you, Kook, I’ve always belonged to you,” you say, clenching down around him. “Please.”

Capturing you with his gaze, Jungkook hooks a thumb into the corner of your mouth. All the hurt, all the doubts, all the rage bleed out of him like water tossed over the embers of a campfire.

Leaving behind the single-minded desire to give you what you want. What you deserve. Because you’re his and the only thing he wants to do is take care of you.

Love you like you deserve to be.

Like only he knows how to.

The taste of your skin is sharp and bright when his tongue flicks against yours, and he hisses into the plush of your mouth, “Cum.”

Keening, your pussy throbs once, twice. Your belly contracts. And then you’re gushing wetly, a warm flood of slick soaking the palm of Jungkook’s hand, dripping down to puddle on the kitchen tile. Your walls ripple, muscles spasming as you shake apart in his arms.

Jungkook holds you through it, soothing the aftershocks as you slump into him - a marionette with its strings cut. You’re cotton soft, cloudy. Head lolling on his shoulder when you look up at his profile with hazy eyes.

“Show off,” you slur when you catch the sight of his satisfied smirk, the puff of his chest as he stares at something behind you. “Can’t believe you made me cum all over Jimin’s kitchen floor.”

The sound of a choked-off, slightly hysterical laugh comes from the entryway, “Oh, I can. Just glad to see you guys finally made up. Now I’m gonna go wash my eyes with bleach.”

#jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x you #jungkook smut #jungkook fic #bts fic #bts fanfic #jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook #jungkook imagine

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storytellerwhims · 11 months ago

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Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge Modded Version❌😴 Created by: Storytellerwhims

This is the official graphics for The Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge Modded Version! If you play and share the legacy challenge. Please use the hashtag #sims4nevergetboredlegacy and tag me @storytellerwhims 🩵🤍💚

I made a small change to Gen.3 I'm waiting for my graphics artist. To change it on the graphic.💖🔞

💖Make money from the Hoe it up mod by Prostitution.

💖You can earn fame from streaming dancing on a drone or use the video station recording fashion videos. (Get Famous Pack)

I will be adjusting or changing goals. If I need too as I playthrough this on my YouTube Channel!✅

(📝Note: If you want to get a better idea of each generation. You can go to the original rules to read the storyline for each gen! The original rules are linked down below!!❗)

If you want to see my playthrough of the Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge! You can check out my YouTube Channel! I also have a non-modded version and sims 3 version. If you'd prefer to play those for this challenge!!🥰

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Never Fall in Love Legacy Challenge💔👑 Created by: Storytellerwhims

Sequel to Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge

Have you ever wondered what would happen? If love never existed where you can only be platonic. No marriage, no commitment or no till death do us part. This legacy challenge is about battles of the heart. Why we have love and why some choose to never fall in love!

⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️

This legacy challenge covers some disturbing and heavy realistic fiction topics. That may make some players uncomfortable or triggered. So be aware of that!

Requirements:

You can choose to play Never Get Bored Legacy Challenge first. Just play this one, or both the choice is yours! This legacy is a modded legacy challenge but there will be an unmodded version. Also, most of the packs are used in this legacy.

Required Mods:

MC Command Center

Wicked Whims (18+)

Basemental Drugs (18+)

Kiarasims4 Mods Traits, Careers, Activities etc.

Adeepindigo Mods

SNB Mods

Rules:

You can play on any lifespan you want, Normal or Long is advised!

Feel free to skip any parts that include packs you don’t have!

Each gen has a story, try to follow that story but of course do your own take. Get creative, do not shelter your imagination. This legacy is meant to make you enjoy the sims!

No cheating money etc. unless stated by the rules for that gen!

If you feel triggered by any of the topics. Please take care of yourself!

If you play this legacy challenge tag me @storytellerwhims and use the hashtag #sims4neverfallinlovelegacy

Enjoy the legacy challenge!

Start out living with your royal family. Have a negative relationship with your parents.

Live in a castle till you run away

Start out with 5oK simoleons and take 10K when you run away to another world.

Goals:

Get engaged to someone who has the Materialistic or Evil trait.

Be a runaway Bride or Groom on your wedding day don’t get married.

Move to Henford on Bagley or Chestnut Ridge

Develop the Outdoorsy Lifestyle

Have a big beautiful garden full of flowers, fruits and vegetables. Sell your harvestables at a stand.

Make pottery and sell it at a stand

Max the Gardening and Pottery Skills

Never Marry

Adopt or have a child by science

Goals:

Move out and sell your parents farm/ranch home. Move to Del Sol Valley into a starter home.

Start singing on the streets with your guitar

Once you're a One Star Celebrity. Join the Singer career and reach level 10 of the career. (Singer career by: Kiarasims4 Mods)

Do at least 5 Singing Gig Events (Singing Gig Event by: Kiarasims4 Mods)

Become a Three Star Celebrity

Max the Singing and Guitar Skills

Once you're a Three Star, buy a bigger home or renovate your current house.

Have an affair with someone famous and get pregnant.

Be neglectful and have a bad relationship with your child/children.

Never Marry

Plant roses at your house in memory of your parent.

Goals:

Live with your neglectful parent have a negative relationship and distant family dynamic.

Have an A in High School to stay in sports.

Max the Athletic Skill

Make two enemies with people from High School.

Seduce a Young Adult who is in the Athletic career. (For story purposes, that's your coach.)

Be on the Soccer Team in High School. After you seduce your coach. (Soccer Team Mod by: Kiarasims4 Mods)

As a Young Adult join the Professional Athlete career

Never Marry

Have a child from a threeway. (Wicked Whims Mod Required)

Be an okay parent and have a good relationship with your child/children.

Goals:

Live in Evergreen Harbor or San Myshuno in a Business/Residential Lot.

Have your sim have Hypertension and Anxiety (Cheat this with the Adeepindigo mod for story purposes.)

Max the Tattooing Skill

Get robbed and marry that person to get money.

Have a baby with the robber once they move in.

Have at least one child

Have a bad relationship with your Robber spouse.

Have at least three tattoos

Goals:

Live in Oasis Springs or Strangerville

Be in University in any degree you want. Go to college while living at home.

Join the Fast Food Employee Part Time Job

Fall in love with a sim with the Clubber Trait.

Drink and Smoke with your partner. (Basemental Drugs Required)

Drop out of University

Reach Level 5 of the Cooking Skill.

Have issues and break up with your partner. Switch Lovebug Trait to Gloomy.

Go to Rehab for your smoking and drinking. (Basemental Drugs Required)

Develop the Single and Loving it Lifestyle

Have a baby by science or adopt.

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More generations are coming for Never Fall in Love Legacy Challenge!💔👑

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jokerislandgirl32 · 1 year ago

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I’ll do one for all 4 of my romantic selfships and one of my platonic selfships! 1)Zach started having dreams about Violet before he even met her, shortly following his father’s death. For years he dreamed of a partner with lilac nail polish and a ring with a purple gemstone caressing his chest. He knew this partner was his soulmate, and when he sees Violet with lilac nail polish and the ring he realizes it is her (Ziolet - Zach Varmitech/Violet Tyler, Wild Kratts)

2) Arthur and Amelia were friends long before they became a couple. Amelia helped Arthur get a job as a custodian at her high school shortly after they became friends (prior to the events of Joker 2019, there is a reason for this!). They ate lunch with one another, traveled to and from the school together, and Amelia would wait for Arthur to finish his shift while doing her homework (all to get out of going home to her step grandfather). (Armelia - Arthur Fleck/Amelia Wright, Joker 2019)

3) Merrill and Emmaline got together after one drunken night and the baby that resulted from that night. They were married by Merrill’s brother Graham with Colleen and Bo and Morgan in attendance. Merrill and Emmaline ended up losing the child around the time Colleen passed. They moved in with Graham and the kids to not only help Graham out, but to get over the two losses. (Merraline - Merrill Hess/ Emmaline Grace, Signs 2002)

4) Grinch first kissed Aurora when he was hyped up on coffee while planning to steal Christmas, unable to stop himself, he didn’t realize he had done it, but Aurora was floored (Aurorin - The Grinch/Aurora Borealis Who, Grinch 2018)

5) Even though they are platonic, I am including them…Angel and Angelina sleep together with their many arms entangled around Fat Nuggets. He is their child and no one will harm him (Angielina -Angel Dust/Angelina Allegro *platonic!*, Hazbin Hotel).

Self ship community

I wanna know more about everyone and their ships!

I would love to have some mutuals on here!

Write a random fact about your ship/s (can be anything)!

I'll start:

Laura is taller than Nacho (...although it's only 1cm) - and is very smug about it. She even wears high-heels just to look even more tall LMAO

Clementia is a Polaroid aesthetic bitch 💅 She brings her camera everywhere, but half of them are of Ágata because, why wouldn't it be? <3

Your turnnnn!

#self ship #f/o #f/o x s/i #romantic f/o #platonic f/o #selfship #love zach varmitech #ziolet #arthur my love 💚#merrill my heart 💙#armelia #merraline #mr. grinch 💚#aurorin #angel my boy 💗#angielina #tw drinking mention #tw pregnancy mention #tw kissing

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artsymeeshee · 2 months ago

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You are the best artist I have ever seen, I have images of your art all over my gallery, I love the way you draw the Brothers, and it always warms my heart, I will use your way of writing/portraying them as a basis for a story I am writing, because I love everything about your art, please do more cute and platonic things, I love you with all my heart.

🥺🥹 ahhhh thank you so much, you’re very kind!! 💚

I have lots of slice of life ideas and comics planned I can’t wait to get to and share.

#ask #gravityfallsaweirdnewsummer

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milk-bby · 26 days ago

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Hihii!! How's your day?? Hope it's doing alright!! May I request a emilija (katarsis) x reader?? Where they kinda bond over witchcraft?? Can be either platonic or romantic I don't mind!! Thank you so muchh :)) 💚💚

Market Mornings

Emilija x reader

Wordcount: 0.6k (sorry this is so short guys, i'm in the midst of exams but i shall power forward :> )

Warnings: just fluff, established relationship. can be read as gender neutral reader but i envisioned an AFAB reader as i'm writing from that perspective. not beta read.

A/n: i had to research incense scents for this and i had no idea there were so many. Also the fic is set in the early morning but you can imagine it at any time of day! (p.s i got Jokubas in a katarsis quiz and it's my biggest flex right now 😁😁)

ENJOY MY LOVELIES!!

“Ems, I have something for you!” You greet, shutting the door, a shopping bag in your hand full of essentials and trinkets.

Emilija pads down the hallway of your shared apartment, funky socks causing her to slide a little on the wooden floors. You slip your shoes off, the air smelling different. Jasmine.

“Is that a new one? Either way, you’ve got more. I found some incense at a stall.”

You fish the boxes held together with your hair tie out of the bag, leaning up into Emilija’s kiss on your cheek. She leaves a lipstick imprint on your cheek but you don’t notice, too invested in her reaction to the little haul of doohickeys you collected for her.

“Which ones did you get, my love?”

“It's uhhm, sandalwood and dragon’s blood? Whatever that is supposed to smell like.”

“Dragon’s blood?”

“Myeah, I don't know either… oh! There’s one more too-”

You pull one more scented one out of the bag, handing her the white sage incense.

“New flavour for you!”

She giggles at your joke, thanking you with a few more kisses. You lean into it, melting into her hands that cup your cheeks so sweetly.

“Thank you darling.” She hums, nuzzling the tip of her nose into yours. The sparkle in her eyes that are squinted playfully makes your heart thrum in your chest.

“There’s a few more bits to go with it, but I should get the food stuff put away first.”

You jokingly frown at having to pull away from her touch, knowing she will trail after you regardless to stay within your warmth. You take the shopping with you into the kitchen, putting away the food items. Vegetables in the fridge drawer. Meat on the bottom. Dairy goes right there.

“There’s some almond croissants in there too, if you’d like them. Might have to warm them a little though.”

Emilija puts the pastry bag to the side, finding the other gifts you had got for her left in the bag next to the shopping for the cupboard.

“Woah, this is so cute! Where did you find this?”

You turn around with an inquisitive hum, seeing her hold a palmistry shaped incense holder with adoration in her eyes.

“Oh! There was a market stall thingy with spiritual crafts and essentials. The lady was very nice. I’ll have to take you next time, my love.”

She puts the incense holder down, coming up behind you and wrapping her arms around your waist. With a grin, you take her hands, peppering her knuckles in kisses, effectively trapping her in a ticklish affair for her.

She laughs into the crook of your shoulder, continuing to kiss her hands just to hear her laugh. Just to feel her smile against the back of your body.

“Do you think the rose quartz worked? Y'know, eternal love?” You half-jokingly quip, both of you knowing that there’s a connection between you two that goes beyond the aid of any spiritual power or aid.

“Maybe, just a little. Just to push us along. You were terrified at first, I remember.”

You let out a false offended gasp, a bit of laughter catching in your trapped breath.

“As if!-”

She cuts you off with a false tut.

“You were trembling the first time I kissed you-”

“Only because it’s you. You’re way too lovely and darling for your own good. It’s hard not to.”

“Such a flatterer.”

“My full time job, no?”

#eurovision 2025 #eurovision x reader #katarsis #lukas radzevičius x reader #alanas brasas x reader #katarsis x reader #emilija kandratavičiūtė #emilija kandratavičiūtė x reader #emilija x reader

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snailmail444 · 11 months ago

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Hello!

Found you through my gorgeous friend @maylilithreign, who I adore enormously!

It's so lovely of you to open up your asks!

I just read your head canons about the bachelors. Our good doctor Harvey is my man.

I have a couple of asks.

Firstly, what are the bachelors favourite positions?

Secondly, the bachelors are in the mood for a little action. What are they going to do to seduce their significant other?

Thank you so much! <3

Bachelors Favorite Positions and Seduction Techniques

18+ 🌱 MDNI 🌱 NSFW

You 🤝 me

Loving Libby

Gonna try and mesh these together because I want it all in the same post lol okay here we go 😈 NSFW under the cut!

Harvey-

💚 When Harvey’s in the mood, I imagine he doesn’t just ask outright

💚 He’s gotta feel out the vibe first. Make sure you’ve had a good day, that you’re not tired or otherwise turned off because he’s considerate like that

💚Kind of a doctorly approach you know? Your feelings > his needs

💚 Once he’s ascertained that you’re good, he’ll start with a little shoulder massage or a foot rub. Something to get his hands on you and make you feel good, but definitely not platonic sort of touches.

💚 Kisses your calf or your neck and asks if you want him. Lord help !!!!

💚 As for position? Well since he’s the horny one he gets to have his favorite :3

💚 Missonary king. He likes how versatile it is, and that it’s comfortable for you, and he gets eye contact.

💚 win win win. He stays winning in this position

💚 Loves to use the eye contact to his advantage. Mr Soft Dom

💚 :3

Elliott-

❤️ Elliott isn’t often desperate horny

❤️ He gets worked up a lot and is almost always dtf, but rarely is he climbing the walls

❤️ So when he is losing it…well

❤️ The MOMENT you get home he’s covering your body with his, pressing you to the door and licking into your mouth

❤️ Voices his need in the spaces where he’s supposed to breathe

❤️ As for his favorite position? It’s literally right there

❤️ Your back to the door or the floor of the entryway or the couch if you two can stumble in

❤️ So it’s whatever is beneficial to that. Your legs around his waist or you bent over the nearest surface, etc

❤️ Place over position

❤️ Passion passion passion

Alex-

🤎 The shyest of the lovers I think

🤎 He just wants to be nice and sweet and he doesn’t know exactly how to ask for sex or initiate unless the mood is right

🤎 He’d probably try to ignore the horny away, but that doesn’t work LOL

🤎 One kiss and he’s panting and rocking against you like the needy guy he is

🤎 You have to ask him if he’s horny, and he’ll give you a shy kinda grin, his cheeks red but his eyes excited because he’s gonna get to fuck lol

🤎 Cowgirl king. Save a horse, ride Alex (I should be put down)

🤎 Loves seeing you on top, but it only

takes a little before he wants to show off by fucking hard from underneath. Core strength icon

🤎 Either of you can set the pace this way, and he loves that

🤎 Hon ment for Missionary because I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again Alex is a ROMANTIC AT HEART!!!!!

Shane-

💙 Now Shane. I’m thinking he might show off a bit to try and seduce you

💙 Pick you up, throw you over his shoulder, something that puts those farm muscles to work 😍

💙 Tease! Tease! He’s teasing!

💙 Probably flirty/compliments too

💙 I totally see him once he’s comfortable in a relationship falling back on all his old high school gridball pickups

💙 I’m sorry I just think man’s got game once he sobers up

💙 So it’s easy to tell because he’s trying to Impress

💙 DOGGY!!!

💙 I know this isn’t a particularly fresh take, but he’s sooooo hitting it from the back. It’s just the truth

💙 Loves it because it’s so hot to him to watch your face buried in the covers as you slur out moans for him

💙 Probably switches a few times throughout though

💙 He loves to manhandle you what can I say

💙 Mating press hon ment

Sam-

🩷 He’s so easy and also horny all the fucking time

🩷 Dudes libido is off the charts first and foremost. So jot that down

🩷 So when he wants to fuck he typically will press his body all up against yours

🩷 Presses up on your back while you’re cooking, grabs your hips, pulls you into his lap

🩷 Big on physical touch, this guy

🩷 As for position? Hehe

🩷 His favorite is whatever you tell him to do. Doesn’t have any preference because oh man! He’s getting to hit! Sweet!

🩷 Does have an affection towards cowgirl because it’s the easiest position for someone else to dominate him in

🩷 Being so serious he’s suuuuuch a sub he wants to be controlled hardcore

🩷 So if his pleasure is completely contingent on what you give him? Well

🩷 😏

Sebastian-

🖤 Another shy boy !!

🖤 But also the most likely to out and out ask for what he wants

🖤 So a lot of the time he ends up just blurting it out

🖤 You’ll be watching TV together or something, reading, whatever

🖤 And out of nowehere he’ll ask if he can give you oral

🖤 King oral fixation wants his mouth on you now!!

🖤 And what are you supposed to do? Say no??

🖤 That’s his favorite, though I’m not sure it’s a sex position

🖤 Man just really loves giving head, okay?

🖤 If you’re in bed he’s probably jumping the covers, but he also might sneak a hand down there while he’s enjoying his meal because he is LOVING! IT!

🖤 Finishes in his boxers when you finish in his mouth, so it counts

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aventurineswife · 8 months ago

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May I request a Dan Heng x sick reader where Dan Heng is taking care of reader who's sick because of a cold and Dan Heng offered to help clean reader's snots from running under their nose with a handkerchief but reader refused at first cause they fear that he would be disgusted to do it but Dan Heng said he doesn't mind and reader eventually accept his offer?

Idk, the thought of someone helping to clean their loved one's snots without caring that it's usually deemed as disgusting is just so sweet, cause it means that even if ur in a vulnerable and messed up state, the person would still care for you (and I think that scenario would fit Dan Heng's character)

A Gentle Helping Hand

Summary: You're sick with a cold, and Dan Heng quietly takes care of you. When he offers to help clean the snot running from your nose with a handkerchief, you're embarrassed and hesitant, but Dan Heng reassures you that he doesn't mind. His gentle care shows how much he truly cares, even in your most vulnerable moments.

Tags: Dan Heng x Sick!GN!Reader, Established Relationship(Can be ready platonically too), Sickfic, Fluff, Comfort, Tender Moments, Vulnerability, Caring Dan Heng, Soft Dan Heng, Stoic but Gentle, Domestic Fluff.

A/N: This so cute!! 😭💚 Thank you for requesting this! I hope this reaches to your expectations!! 🤞 (Perfect fic too because I've been sick lately too)

The soft glow of the Astral Express dimly illuminated the room. You lay curled up under the blanket, sniffling as the cold that had taken hold of you left your body weak. Your head ached, your throat was sore, and the stuffiness in your nose made it nearly impossible to breathe properly. Yet, there was something that soothed the discomfort—a quiet, constant presence by your side.

Dan Heng sat nearby, his usual stoic expression softened as he watched over you, occasionally glancing up from his book. Even though he often kept his distance from others, you had always felt a certain warmth in his gaze when he looked at you. Right now, that warmth was a comfort as you lay there, miserably fighting off the symptoms of your cold.

You reached for a tissue to wipe your nose, only to realize you had run out. Of course, your body picked the perfect moment to let a trail of snot escape, slipping under your nose. Embarrassed, you sniffled loudly, quickly turning your head away, hoping Dan Heng hadn’t noticed.

But he did.

Without a word, Dan Heng set his book aside and reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a neatly folded handkerchief. He leaned forward, his calm expression unwavering as he held it out towards you.

“Here,” he offered softly, “let me help.”

You blinked, staring at the handkerchief in surprise. Surely, he wasn’t suggesting what you thought he was. Clean your snot? With his handkerchief? You immediately shook your head, a faint blush creeping onto your cheeks.

“N-no, it’s fine,” you mumbled, turning away even more. “You don’t have to… That’s gross. I don’t want you to—”

“It's not gross,” Dan Heng interrupted, his voice steady but gentle. “I don’t mind.”

The sincerity in his tone caught you off guard. You hesitated, looking back at him. His expression hadn’t changed. He wasn’t disgusted, not in the slightest. In fact, there was a kind of quiet reassurance in his eyes, as if to say that nothing about this moment would push him away. Even when you were at your worst, he would stay by your side.It made your heart ache, not from the cold, but from the tenderness of it all.

Still unsure, you fidgeted under the blanket. “Are you… really okay with this?”

Dan Heng gave a small nod, his lips curving into the slightest of smiles—a rare sight, but one that spoke volumes. “Yes. Let me take care of you.”

The words were simple, but they carried so much weight. Slowly, you nodded, giving in to his offer. You couldn’t deny how much you wanted to be cared for right now, even if it was in such a vulnerable state.With careful, deliberate movements, Dan Heng moved closer.

He gently pressed the handkerchief against your nose, dabbing at the snot with such tenderness that it almost made you feel self-conscious again. But the way he did it—with such patience and care—dispelled any embarrassment. His touch was delicate, his focus entirely on you, making sure you were comfortable.

“There.” he said softly once he finished, pulling the handkerchief back and folding it neatly again, as if it wasn’t something he just used to clean snot.

You blinked, staring at him, your heart swelling with gratitude. “Thank you,” you whispered, feeling a little silly for how much this simple act meant to you.

Dan Heng leaned back in his chair, his expression returning to its usual calm demeanor, but his eyes lingered on you with a softness that made your chest tighten.

“It’s nothing.” he replied, as though this act of kindness were the most natural thing in the world to him.

And maybe, for him, it was. Dan Heng wasn’t the type to express his feelings with grand gestures or flowery words, but in these small, quiet moments, his care spoke louder than anything else. Even with all the walls he had built around himself, he let them down for you, showing you that no matter how vulnerable or ‘gross’ you felt, it didn’t change how he saw you.

You leaned back against the pillows, feeling a little lighter despite the cold still gripping your body. Dan Heng returned to his book, but you knew he was still keeping an eye on you, ready to help the moment you needed anything.

And in that moment, wrapped in the warmth of his quiet care, you realized just how much you meant to him. Even in your most vulnerable state, he was there, unbothered by the messiness of it all—just as steady, just as loyal.

Dan Heng would always be there, taking care of you, no matter what.

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March 2025 fic roundup

(Previous months here)

💒😷 half-sick of shadows by pookie_mulder (yours truly!)

Gotta shout out my first xf fic! I wrote it in my head when I couldn’t sleep, texted @skelavender about it, and got convinced to write it irl. (Thanks everyone for being so encouraging!)

If you like cancer arc angst, unconventional marriage, and shameless platonic flirting, give it a shot!

⛈️😴 Coming Back by Karen Rasch

This one is for the hurt/comfort fans! Scully needs some TLC dealing with the fallout of her abduction. Very sweet and heartwarming!

🦷💚 Petrichor by @aloysiavirgata

I’ve been reading a lot of casefics that deal with fairies recently. This one takes place post-Amir Fati and deals with a Mulder and Scully who spent a single night together and went back to ignoring their feelings (can anyone say RST to URT (unresolved romantic tension?). It’s flirty and adorable, and the case is super interesting!

🍸🥴 Good Vibrations by lysandra31

While taking care of a drunk Scully, Mulder discovers she has a… “collection” of her own. Seriously, this fic is as hot as it can get without being outright smut. What I wouldn’t give to be a fly on the wall the next day….

🪦💀 What We Do in the Trees by @wtfmulder

I love a good southern gothic vibe, and this fic definitely fits the bill! It takes place during the cancer arc, and the way the case makes Scully ponder how Mulder will mourn her is a wonderful gut punch.

🏜️🌵 Doorway to the Gods by @wtfmulder

Gah!! I don’t want to say too much about this fic — it’s best if you go in mostly blind. Suffice it to say it’s deliciously captivating, the writing is delectable, the smut will break your heart, and the character arcs it explores will make you want to lay on the floor and stare up at the ceiling. I want more of it!!!

🌲⛰️ Acadia by rivkat

You know what? @fine-nephrit wrote an excellent review of this fic that convinced me to read it. Just go read their post if you want to know what makes this one so amazing!

👦🏻🧥 Lacuna by @aloysiavirgata

Another casefic. This one is less about the case and more about Scully’s psyche. It delves deep into her desires for the future, her frustration with her situation, and conflicting feelings about Mulder. It’s wonderful and fascinating!

👨‍🌾🤰 A Thin Veneer by Analise

This post-colonization story is more of a casefic than anything else. Mulder and Scully are living in a small community of cabins in the middle of nowhere, just trying to survive. Mulder returns from a supply-gathering mission to a stranger at the camp and has to make sense of what he saw out in the world to keep his growing family safe.

It’s super fun to put the pieces together as more information is revealed! The stakes are high, the writing is compelling, and the OCs are interesting. Definitely recommend this one!

👽👯‍♂️ All the Mulders by Alloway

This short fic is undeniably weird (in a good way). It’s probably unlike any other fic you’ve ever read. It deals with one aspect of post-colonization life I’ve never considered and makes you ponder what makes a person a person. Anyway, give it a try!

🛋️🧠 Normal Conversations by Soronia

This is an author I just discovered who deserves way more attention in the fandom! Their writing style is so unique, and their fics had me giggling like a schoolgirl.

In this one, Mulder goes to Kersh-mandated therapy, acts like Josh Lyman in Noel, and absolutely ravishes Scully. In that order.

The dialogue is punchy, the psychoanalysis is brutal and cutting, and the smut is unbelievably hot. Please, do yourself a favor and read this fic asap!

⚾️🧢 Home Base by Soronia

The Unnatural is in my top 3 favorite episodes, so this was right up my alley! The flirting and banter and teasing are soooo well-done. Plus, M&S make good use of Mulder’s desk at the end, so there’s something for everyone.

💉🔥 Later by Soronia

After being exposed to a mysterious drug, our favorite agents suddenly can’t keep their hands to themselves. It’s hot, but also has such a great understanding of their relationship. I especially loved Scully’s POV; it was such a refreshing take on her feelings for Mulder. (Also, the final chapter is probably my favorite version of Skinner I’ve ever read! Somebody buy that poor man a drink.)

⏰📰 The Sin Eater by Jane Mortimer

This time-travel fic is short, but so interesting! Scully experiences missing time and must put together the pieces of what really happened. I don’t want to tell you any more than that — just go read it!

🪨🎨 Ever After by Jill Selby

This fic features time travel like you’ve never seen it before. Caught between two times and gravely injured, Scully must figure out what’s happening before it’s too late. It’s positively riveting, and every detail that’s revealed makes you yearn more for the full picture!

🛁💌 Clinical Detachment & Journey by Zuffy

(Clinical Detachment is the prequel — honestly, you can take it or leave it.)

In Journey, Scully must disappear to ensure her safety. I don’t want to tell you any more than that — it’s so fun to see the pieces come together and wrap your mind around the logistics of what happened.

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P. S. I’m always happy for recs! You guys know by now the type of stuff I love, so if you encounter anything you think I’d like, send it my way!

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