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[sylith]

Inspired by this song˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙ TW: kinda cheating, toxic reader. feel bad for Hajun(っ◞‸◟c) tagging: @shintaru @scareeemonstaah

Just give me some time and space to realize That you, were busy lying, sleeping 'round with other guys And what the hell were we? Tell me we weren't just friends This doesn't make much sense, no But I'm not hurt, I'm tense 'Cause I'll be fine without you, babe

The tension in the room was heavy, silence only interrupted by the repeated sounds of punches. Hyuk and Vinny left long time ago, excusing themselves by saying that they were busy. And Wooin, seeing that Joker wasn't in the mood for chitchat due to dealing with...problems, decided it would be better to leave him alone.

So there was Joker, alone in the room, training as hard as he could. He repeatedly swing punches, beating up the punching bag for 10 minutes now. His muscles flexed every single time he punched, sweat running down his body.

But his mind was elsewhere and his heart - unbearably heavy. Like he was trying to forget the yesterday, when you brushed him off as nothing and went to another man's bed instead, when he realized you were just leading him on, only with him for hookups while he dreamed of future with you.

He should've known.

From how you were avoiding becoming official with him, how you always talks about serious relationships, how you usually called him when you needed him...But he didn't want to see it, you know. He didn't want to believe it.

Maybe he was blinded by the thought of spending forever with you, putting ring on your finger, sharing routines with you, starting family with you. But you had other plans, or to say it better, you had no plans with him at all.

And he's so angry at you, at himself, at everything right now.

But before the anger stands the sadness and grief for whatever you two had. All those late night conversations, when you shared your secrets with him, when he opened up to you, all the dates he took you on - whether it was picnic, movies, cafes or whatever you wished - all the moments he thought he had something with you.

Only for you to destroy it all, brushing it off as nothing meaningful. And that's what hurt him the most. Did his efforts meant nothing to you, this situationship was nothing but excuse to hookup for you?

At that thought, he punched the bag so hard that it fell on the floor. His breath was heavy, a mess, his body covered in sweat, his hair messy and wet, and his heart? Broken.

Hajun took his gloves off, letting them fall on the floor. He grabbed the water bottle that Hyuk left for him, putting it to his lips to gulp it all down in one go.

How strange is it. You broke his heart and yet only thing he can see, whenever he closes his eyes, is you. His mind replays all the lovely moments with you as if to mock him like a cruel joke.

He throws the bottle away, brushing his hair up with his fingers so the sweat wouldn't roll down on his face. He sat down on the chair to relax but his heart wasn't letting him to. Only thing his brain could think about right now, was you.

"Come on, try it." You said while bringing the ice-cream filled spoon to his mouth, the same spoon you just ate from.

Hajun blinked in surprise, his eyes shifting to the spoon you were holding. His cheeks got slightly pink but he ended up opening his mouth and tasting the ice-cream. It was strawberry flavor, he liked it but all he could think about was the indirect kiss he just had with you.

Gosh, what he wouldn't do to have you back. But he's helpless when it's you who don't want him back. You probably are happier with that new guy now, maybe you moved on. But he was still there, wearing the necklace you gave him, keeping the gloves you bought for him, still letting you live in his heart.

And he wasn't sure if he would be able to kick you out.

[sylith]

Thinking of doing touchy/clingy and natural flirt reader who confuses the fuck out of them and constantly gives them mixed signals while whole time reader doesn’t think much of it and continues.

[sylith]

Character sheet: Poel Reynolds

Windbreaker writers guide

Also known as: Phantom Ship

Height : 6’0 or 6’1

Gender : 🚹

Weight : possibly 70kg

Age : N/A

Place of birth: United States, New York

Birthday: N/A

Occupation: world class cyclist

Affiliation: gold rush crew leader/ captain

Body modification: ears pierced & heavily tattooed

Bike: Poel has a fixie bike zipp tires, titanium frame , & Aero handle/ drop bars.

I can’t read what’s on the side of the bike but I think it’s something like this PPI NI TI?

Marital status:  Single ( confirmed when he says Shelly is his type)

Likes: Shelly Scott

Dislikes: texts & calls being ignored it makes him worry

History : N/A

Background information : N/A

Tricks: Parkour

First appearance: [part 4] Ep.141 #519

According to Monster

"If Light Calvary represents the UK... then Gold Rush represents the US" - Monster

"They used their physique and unpredictable strategies... to completely overturn the paradigm of cycling" - Monster

"And the leader of a crew that famous came just because Bale called him." - Monster

"Just as I thought, they are just like those guys (referring to Owen Knight & Chris D'Char) they're at the very pinnacle. (he is talking about Oliver & Poel here after witnessing their race against Dom & Jay)" - Monster

Analysis:

Coming soon

My observations:

Close with Bale & somehow knows oh Mahon not sure if it's just from who Mahon is or if they were somehow connected once when Poel was a kid or if he just admired Mahon because of his relationship with Bale.

Dialogue:

From [Part 4] Episode 141 #519

(conversation over reuniting with Bale)

• "Bale! You never call me unless you need something from me! That's totally not cool, man!"

• "You've been ignoring my all my calls and texts! What have you been doing all this time?!"

• "Do you know how worried I was?!"

• "I was afraid you overdosed and were lying dead in the street somewhere!"

From [Part 4] Epsiode 141 #519

(conversation with Oliver)

• "Oliver?"

• "What's this? Did you tell me to bring my bike..."

• "... Because of Oliver?"

• "Did you finally decide to join our team?"

• " I swear, I never know what Bale's thinking."

From [Part 4] Epsiode 141 #519

(conversation with Jay Jo)

• " I was hoping I could meet you one day. What are the odds?"

• "Yep."

• "Ever since your one-on-one against Owen."

• " And then there was your race with Light Calvary against Kazuma Crew."

• " And to top it off, you're Mahon Jo's nephew. How could I not be interested in you?"

• "This may be a friendly, but I'm not holding back."

• "No way I'm gonna look like a chump in front of Oliver."

From [Part 4] Epsiode 141 #519

(conversation with Oliver)

• " But the same goes for you! You'd better not hold back either!"

From [Part 4] Epsiode 141 #519

(conversation with Bale after he possibly feels left out over hearing Bale give Oliver a pep talk/ advice before their race against Dom & Jay)

• " Don't you have anything to say to me?"

From [Part 4] Epsiode 141 #519

(Talking aloud during race)

• " Now I'll show you... why they call me the "Phantom Ship"

Author's note: I couldn't help but think of the Flying Dutchman when I saw the pirate ship panel

• " Let's go!"

From [Part 4] Epsiode 141 #519

(conversation with Oliver after their race with Dom & Jay)

• " How was it? It gets your blood pumping, Don't it?"

• "You still have no interest in joining our team?"

• "I know where you're coming from."

• " but you'll always have a spot on the team. Just let me know if you ever change your mind."

Disclaimer:

I'm didn't add every piece of dialogue because some parts I felt were unnecessary. For example he said "What?" In response to Bale telling him and Oliver he wanted them to race against Dom & Jay. That's something everyone can say but I noticed as I was reading he had a specific way of saying things using words and phrases like "totally" &  "I swear" (used x2) and if you compare him to Wooin or Hyuk these words aren't in their vocabulary and if they are then I'm wrong.  I just got this idea when reading the chapter Poel first appeared in so I don't remember everything other characters have said and I'll have to go back and re read windbreaker to get their dialogue.

Author's note:

I'm still debating if I should add chapter recaps to these. If I where to I'd give a short summary of 5-10 chapters that they are in or however many chapters they are in so it jogs your memory where you can accurately write them.

Also I created a windbreaker wiki page for Poel I’m working on updating it!!

Dedications:

@bfwooin @dzvelinaskebiyars @sylith

I have 44 more characters to do this with…

[sylith]

Plotting …..

Feel free to suggest any prompt or ideas if you want😣‼️‼️

I’ll do these once I’m free with these finals💔💔

[sylith]

Calc 2 finals done‼️‼️

2 more to go…

[sylith]

hii!! Can I request a sabbath (could be any individual member if you want) x reader who is super feminine and maybe a Lolita and them on a date?

Tyyy!!☀️☀️

but with eyes shut, it's you i'm thinking of.

content. established rs except for joker's (he has a crush on u instead), superfem!reader, petnames, suggestive ending for hyuk's.

a/n. cute request thank u anon! i had fun writing this ><

꩜ wooin.

spoiling you rotten is wooin’s favourite hobby. a princess is what he sees you as. someone who he feels inclined to treat like royalty.

he adores your love for dressing up, and proudly funds your interest as the two of you frequently go on shopping dates. and while you’re all carefree and prancing in front of him, giving your frilled skirt a delicate swish for his eyes, he willingly hauls bags and bags of clothing and plushies you bought under his card.

no amount of cute 'but 's can let the man make you pay for your items, he loves spending his dirty money on you, though you’re unaware of his private dealings.

“should we go into that shop? it has those chunky heels you’ve been wanting for so long.” he catches you eyeing into the shop’s window display as you momentarily stop in front of him.

“but we already bought so much,” you say sweetly, frankly feeling guilty about your spendings. from the corner of your eye, you notice that teasing smirk of his as he walks over to you.

“baby, just buy the whole store for all i care.” he bends down and places a soft kiss on your cheek, making you look away embarrassingly.

“we’re in public!” you remind him, pouting at him with shallow anger.

“so? i can’t kiss my princess now?” he teases, knowing that his words push your buttons.

“come on, think of it this way;” he leans in closer, his lips almost grazing against your cherry-glossed ones.

“you get my card, and i get to kiss your cute face whenever i want.”

just know that the shop assistants are giggling to themselves, watching the both of you make out in the middle of the mall.

꩜ hyuk.

despite being hyuk’s favourite girl, he doesn’t shy away from his competitive nature. you knew you shouldn’t have said the arcade when he asked you where the two of you should go earlier in the day, now he’s trashing you in whack-a-mole!

“you’re too slow,” he dares to utter, peeking at your side as he watches your slow reaction toward the popping moles. you’re so cute and blur, hitting the targets with no force whatsoever, the hammer looking comically large in your fist.

and there he goes, gloating about his fifth win for the night.

“come on darling, are you even trying?” he taunts you, tucking strands of your silky hair behind your ear to reveal your tiny bow earrings pierced on your earlobe.

“i am! can’t you just go easy on me?” you huff, and he chuckles, finding your pouty expression so adorable.

“hmm, let’s do forfeits. the winner gets to decide what the loser has to do. deal?”

“nuh-uh, i’m not listening!”

but you acquiesced anyway after seeing the game the both of you agreed to compete in: mario kart. come on, there’s no way you would lose to him in the game you practically grew up with.

that’s just impossible!

“aww, don’t cry here.” he dares to say as you look away, not wanting to spare a glance at both his smirk and the screen in front of you that displayed second place in large text, further mocking your loss.

“hmm, what should i make my baby do?” he gets off the machine and walks over to you. you're still sitting with your arms folded in endearing frustration.

he laughs at your attitude, patting your head to feign consolation. but you knew that when you’re back home with him, he’ll have that feisty attitude of yours tamed like a prim feline.

꩜ vinny.

he doesn’t want to admit it, but vinny adores watching you get ready.

it takes a hell of a time for you to do so, but he faithfully rests on your bed, observing your deft hands move like clockwork as you doll up in front of your vanity. he’s fascinated, as if you’re a living masterpiece.

the way your face leans closer to the mirror as you put on your mascara, even he finds that adorable. and once you finish your lip combo with that strawberry lip gloss he’s tasted a million times from your lips, he resists the urge to squish your cheeks and lock his lips onto yours.

“how do i look?” you turn to face him, finding that he’s blatantly staring at you. your face feels the familiar warmth, your blush on top of your blush.

“beautiful,” he says with conviction, walking over towards you and standing behind your plush chair. you remove your pink hairband and place it on your vanity, reaching for your curling iron and handing it to him.

you see ever since the two of you started dating, he notices how frequently you visit the hair salon to maintain your loose curls, and it’s definitely a costly expenditure.

so, he decides to dedicate some of his time to do your hair!

he finds it rewarding to see your bright smile whenever he’s done with the last curl, admiring his handiwork silently as you can’t wait to flaunt it on your date later.

sure, he’s no salon-grade hairstylist, but you couldn’t care less about that.

no hairstylist can top the love and affection that goes into your hair each time your boyfriend does it for you.

꩜ joker.

now, this was a sight to see.

today was your first time meeting joker after texting him for a month. the two of you met through wooin; let’s just say joker fell in love at first sight with your pink frills and berry scent.

you’re one of a kind, he’s never seen a girl with such a feminine style before. he finds himself attracted to it, to you.

but now you’re watching him in slight astonishment as he eats a large froyo cup full of each topping the parlour has to offer, as compared to your medium-sized portion with pastel coloured marshmallows and juicy strawberries. his creation is a mountain of confectionery, and you giggle as he struggles to scoop the frozen yoghurt with the toppings he wants to taste.

“do you always eat your froyo like this?” you ask playfully.

“no, but i’ve been wanting to try it like this.” you almost choke on the slice of strawberry in your mouth, finding his answer ridiculous.

the both of you continue eating, enjoying each other’s company in the frozen yoghurt parlor that’s so obviously playing spotify’s top 50 songs worldwide as you hear luther by kendrick lamar stream.

“so, do you have any favourite songs?” you ask, plopping a marshmallow into your mouth.

“i don’t really listen to anything,” he replies with an air of nonchalance around him.

“not even when you’re training?”

“nope, but i listen to wooin’s nagging.” he sighs dramatically, strands of his baby blue hair falling onto his face and poking his eyes.

you notice and dig through your bag, pulling out a fluffy hairpin with a plush bunny attached to it. you sweep his front hair to the side, pinning the strands with the clip and securing it tightly.

he looks at you, surprised by your sudden gesture as his heart fills with even more affection for you.

you and your cheeky smile when you look at his stunned expression, he’s holding back every fibre in his body to confess his feelings for you.

[sylith]

anybody read muse on fame? the story is so heartbreakingly beautiful about sad people i love it so much

[sylith]

You think Hyuk gets hard whenever he sees Jay now?

[sylith]

Hey babess can you write an owen knight fic 😭😭 im kinda starving for owen content lol but no pressure though, idk if u might write 4 him cuz ur mostly sabbath crew focusedi think? Feel free to ignore this if it's not in ur lane, have a good day!! 💞

but girl, i'm so glad we're acquainted.

content. complicated r/s, one-sided pining but he's fully aware of it, more than friends less than lovers type shit.

a/n. hi anon!!! thanks for requesting hehe. i write for most of the charas in wb actually. but im gna be real with u,, i lowk cant stand owen LMAO but i have no issues writing for him ( ´∀｀ )b

being the second option really sucks, doesn’t it?

you’ve been friends with owen for as long as you can remember, including shelly to form the inseparable trio that lasted throughout your halcyon days. though the more time you spent with him, the more you stupidly found yourself crushing on him, hard.

it’s merely puppy love, you tell yourself. indeed, an ironic infatuation that still sticks with you till this day. there’s just something about him you can’t quite put your finger on it.

sure, he’s conventionally attractive and checks the boxes for society’s beauty standards. but it’s the way he carries himself with confidence, batting his bottom lashes as he looks at you in that specific gaze that makes you weak. cold and intimidating.

god, this man is so cocky, and you fucking love it like a sin.

but so what if he looks at you that way? you’ll never be yearned for as much as he did for shelly. his eyes don’t lie, you’ve seen it before. the way his turquoise irises give her his fullest attention, not sparing a second to blink and miss looking at her gorgeous self.

owen loves shelly.

it’s a painful fact that you have to face. but ever since she left britain for korea, owen has never been the same since.

he finds himself seeking out for you when you’ve been doing that from the beginning; asking you to accompany him on grocery runs, surprising you with very frequent visits to the cafe you work at part-time without his prior knowledge (noah told the idiot after his pestering), and even inviting you to come to his home and cuddling together. all that effort to push him away by distancing yourself after shelly left came crashing down.

you must be wondering: with shelly overseas, shouldn’t you take this as your chance to finally pursue him?

you couldn’t deny that you’ve tried to. though after noticing how he treats you differently as compared to before, noticing how he compliments you more often than before, and noticing how his touch on you grows bolder each day, you’ve come to a conclusion that you’re merely his rebound.

you’re just the girl he keeps especially close to him to fill his void meant to be shelly’s spot. love with him wouldn’t be genuine, that’s what you tell yourself every time he grabs your hand and interlaces his fingers with yours. he stares at you like you’re the most precious thing in the world, like you’re shelly.

and the worst part about all of this is that you can’t shake him off. that’s why you’re in the living room of his home, sitting on the carpeted floor as he lies on the couch sickly. you were busy with assignments when he called you, sounding so ill and pathetic over the line. “i need you here.” he says, and you find yourself shutting your laptop and booking a cab to his home on your phone with no hesitation.

he’d make a bad boyfriend, especially since he can’t even bother to listen to your concerns about him training so hard for god knows what. “i told you to pace yourself,” you remind him once again, and he has the audacity to sigh and grab your hand gently. his thumb circles over your skin idly, as if to apologise. a glance at his face and you’re met with that look of his again.

though it’s more tame, more needy, and you blame it on the paracetamol. “i want to kiss you,” owen declares boldly, making your hand that he’s holding tense up.

“no you don’t. just get some rest, okay?” you attempt to stand up, wanting to leave him to rest and recover on his own. but he manages to pull you onto the couch with him.

“please, don’t go.”

you’re speechless, but your heart says otherwise, pounding at soaring decibels. chest-to-chest with him, he wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as if this distance wasn’t enough for him. “you smell so good…” he says with irrevocable vulnerability. you want to get up, you should get up.

but unfortunately he’s your achilles heel, and he definitely knows it.

[sylith]

Hope we can get silly fic about reader and ssb team in the newest chapter <33

A/N: the way i laughed from them in 547 😂❤️also as a note, the relationship between reader and sabbath is open interpretation

Oh shit. Oh shit, oh shit-

You quickly tug your hoodie down, pulling your phone out to pretend you’re on a phone call with someone. 

With the weather being so nice, you thought why not take a walk in the park? Touch grass, get vitamin D. And things were great until your sixth sense started tingling, alarms blaring in the back of your head. People say fangirls and guys are scary because they can recognize their idol within a long distance. You? You, however. Considering how long you’ve known and spent time with them, you can tell them apart and know where they are even if you were in a different country. Example A: your situation right now, as you instantly realize from where you’re standing it’s Wooin in black out sunglasses, Joker in a black mask. Then there’s the guy with mascot bunny head which you have so many things you could say about but none of them are of higher priority compared to your need to escape them. 

To make matters worse, there’s no way out. You’re already too close to simply turn around and walk the other direction. There’s nothing on you to really disguise yourself as someone else. 

Desperate begging to whatever beings in the heavens exist, you press your phone closer to your cheek while slowing down to walk beside some stranger who conveniently had appeared next to you. 

Please! Please, don’t recognize me! 

You hold your breath and wait. Wait some more. Then, having walked a good distance away, you do a fist pump. 

“Yes! I’m saf-” You freeze. 

From where you stand, you can hear a strange sound getting closer behind you by the second. Specifically, the sound of wheels skating across concrete. 

“Dammit!” Legs do not fail me! Boba tea that I drank before I got here, give me energy!

Embarrassment be damned, you didn’t care how comical the scene is of you running away from some guy in a mascot head and Adidas slippers chasing you on a scooter. It’s life or death right now i.e., losing more brain cells as you get annoyed by your self-proclaimed “besties” versus regaining the ones you lost last week as well as your sanity. 

Of course no matter how you maneuver through people, making surprise turns at last seconds, the Grim Reaper is able to keep up and manages to get closer to you. 

So, out of desperation despite knowing full well how pissed off it would make Hyuk, you do the inevitable.

“No way is that Team Sabbath’s Hyuk Kwon in a cute bunny costume!” You instantly flinch, reconsidering maybe you shouldn’t have done that when you turn around and check if your plan had worked. 

One would think the cute mascot would smother and make things look not that bad. You learn that’s not the case, watching fire coming from his eyes with promises of violence and revenge rolling off of him that causes the fangirls to stand an arm’s length away from him, all directed towards you. 

With new motivation, you go back and start running again this time faster than before. Looking left, looking right, you make sure the alley you want to enter has a lot of people since Wooin and Joker tends to loiter in the sussy, emptier ones. You finally find one with a bunch of open venues where people are eating and relaxing, leading you to enter it. 

“I’m so tired.” You huff out, resting your back against the cool, concrete wall. “Hopefully I lost them…”

“Lost who?” 

…Crap. 

Just as you get ready to make another mad dash, Joker wraps an arm around your waist and hauls you over his shoulder. 

“Put me down-!” A tatted hand covers your mouth and muffles your cries. 

“Do you really want to start this?” Wooin hisses. 

The two of you continue to lock eyes, waging a wordless battle. It’s you who ends up waving the white flag, defeatedly nodding your head. You scowl when his expression morphs from annoyance to glee. 

At least he doesn’t let you suffer from your awaited faith of facing the grim reaper’s wrath. It was at the expense of your humiliation of being carried as is through the streets and being the one to pay for dinner at the same BBQ place the five of you usually go (you swallow your tears as you ate from hearing your wallet scream). The audacity of the three of them had to drag you to get ice cream though- it broke the camel’s back and you caused another chase to start when you ditch them as soon as you got your ice cream which led them, most likely Wooin, to pay for it.

[sylith]

HARRY SHEPHERD ⋆｡°✩

as your bf

random texts

excuse the mistakes in the text💔💔

[sylith]

Hyuk Kwon dating head canons

m.list ♡ taglist ♡ Old dating hc

He 100% enjoyed chasing you before you fell for him watching you get annoyed when he just won’t go away was the highlight of his day. Also slowly watching you warm up to him his favorite thing about getting you to like him was when he noticed you looking for him first.

He loves to make you smile but if he sees you cry he’s not sure of what to do and probably won’t understand why you’re crying.

Would literally explode seeing you wear his clothes especially to a race. I feel he’s the type to show of whether it’s his skills or his partner but he also loves when you show him off.

I don’t see him being romantic or too lovey dovey, however he is a loving and caring partner but it’s in his own way. You’d have to study him to understand his way. You could notice it by him taking time out of his busy schedule to be with you, he remains by your side during hard times, I feel his lack of emotional connection to situations could help you remain calm and not immediately get anxious. (At least this would work for me if a situation is sad, scary, or gives me anxiety and people around me are panicking then I’ll begin to panic but having someone beside me that remains calm helps to keep me grounded) Also he would invite you to races and dinners with his crew he wants you to be close with the people he’s closest to.

I feel he wouldn’t be overprotective like controlling type because he’d seems confident but if someone did bother you and he didn’t like it well rip to them and I feel it’s easy to think he might be controlling with his personality because he does like doing things his way and he doesn’t seem to understand or care about the dangers that could bring onto others. I noticed that he doesn't judge people for who they are. He's fine with them being who they are. He doesn't seem to care what others say about him or the people he’s closest to; he accepts them as they are.

He wouldn’t get jealous he knows your his and of someone else doesn’t know that he’ll show them and he wouldn’t change for you and he doesn’t expect you to change for him he likes you the way you are and he accepts the same even if you don’t like him back 💀 he’ll remain who he’s always been in a relationship the only difference would be that he’s no longer single.

If you wanted to go on dates he’d go but he wouldn’t do grand gestures you’d have to really get to know him to know when he’s being more considerate vs normal. Also he’d be great at a lot of things like taking naps with you. His love language would probably be quality time and to some extent I feel he would show some physical affection based on what he did to Jay in the stone island. The same way wooin did that to Vinny he just did that for fun I think but if he had a partner I don’t necessarily think he’d do it just for fun he’d do it to be more affectionate than normal however if his partner is shy he’d definitely do it for fun just to tease them.

Surprisingly he loves taking pictures with you, he’ll keep photo booth pictures of you in his phone case & wallet he really cherishes them.

Also I feel he is a great and terrible listener at the same time. Sometimes he’s listening and other times he’s falling asleep or his mind is trailing off to something random.

There would be issues if he ever did something that hurt your feelings he wouldn’t understand why it bothers you so much and he wouldn’t do anything about it because he thinks if it doesn’t bother him it shouldn’t bother you but he doesn’t intentionally try to hurt you he does care for you he’s just not able to show it in a way that’s considered “normal” he will later learn from Wooin that him doing that can appear to be inconsiderate.

He makes you worry a lot especially while he’s racing because he’s pretty reckless and he often can’t be around due to work but he does make time for you. I feel he’d call you over so he could take naps with you.

Dating him means you get Hyuk 2.0 with Wooin. They are so alike it would drive you crazy. Between your boyfriend annoying you and his friend annoying you and their both laughing about it together you don’t know how you put up with them everyday.

I don’t think he has a high sex drive but ofc he’s still a man so they still think of nsfw things so he would initiate intimacy in the bedroom when he’s in the mood but he’s not the type of partner to be in the mood everyday. If his partner had a higher sex drive he would enjoy helping them from time to time but don’t expect it to be all the time he has his boundaries.

Yes he does get crazy on the race track but in the bedroom I feel it doesn’t get as crazy and if it does not often. He’d like to take his time enjoying every part of the moment with his partner. He’s kinda odd so sometimes if he’s busy he’d leave afterwards but he’s not against cuddling and showering together afterwards just respect his boundaries and you’ll both be comfortable.

Author's note: I understand his character a lot better now than when I wrote my previous ones but since people liked them I won’t delete his other ones.

Dedications: @dzvelinaskebiyars

[sylith]

I wanna make chatfics so bad, they look so fun🥳🥳

[sylith]

I was wondering if you could do Poel having a crush on fem reader. You could do how he’d act trying to get her attention and etc. I’m so excited to see your fanfics!! - ♠️

CRUSHING HOURS

character pairing : poel / paul x fem!reader

OMG TYSMM FOR BEING MY FIRST REQ!!! i wasn't too sure if you wanted me to write a list of hcs or fic so i did both hope that's okay with you but either way I had so much writing this and apologize if the ending seem rush! also sorry if it was late!

divider credit : @/cafekitsune !!

FIRST MEETING

Poel first saw you when he was doom-scrolling on tiktok, and he happened to come across one of your videos of you racing with your friends

He found that you were pretty and honestly his type, so he liked the video and went straight to look at your Instagram 

Honestly, I like to think he has his own personal account that not many people know, only reserved for his close ones. He doesn’t post anything on it, as he’s aware that his fans could easily track him down.

Through his stalking, he found that you were relatively popular in the biking community and that though you weren’t on a team of any kind, you enjoyed racing, though it seemed to be more casual than real competitive racing.

He dm'd you, telling you that you’re pretty and was pretty shocked to see that you replied with a small tysm<333

He isn’t the type to let a moment like this go, so he throws a bait to see if you catch it. You did.

Since then, the two of you have been going back and forth without you knowing that you’re talking to one of the best cycling teams in the world.

After a while of messaging each other, y’all finally agreed to meet up somewhere in Central Park.

You’re sitting on the grass with your bike beside you, patiently waiting for him, and when a deep, husky yet playful voice calls out your name. You look up from your phone, and your eyes shot out of their socket when you met the bright blue eyes you only get to see on screen. 

Paul having the most shit eating grin on his face staring at your stupor expression, his grin growing even more when he fully took in your features. 

“What? Never seen someone like me before?” 

While you’re still figuring out if what you’re seeing is real or not. 

But it only took a couple of minutes for you to break out of it, laughing while telling him how you thought he was just some regular guy, in he laughed with you.

The two of you spent most of the evening riding around the city, and unbeknownst to Poel, his feelings for you started to flutter to something more.

CRUSHING <3

Over time, his feelings started to grow, and though he isn’t afraid of it, as he had feelings for many people in the past but his feelings for you felt more serious, so he isn’t sure of what to do.

He’s constantly looking at your reaction, whether laughing at whatever he says or when your eyes light up when trying your new favorite food.

He cares a lot for you and will often be there when you’re having a hard time. Hell, he goes out of his way to spend the night with you even though he has an important race to go to. He’ll always make sure that you’re his top priority. 

He invites you to come meet the team, saying something you should meet the rest of the guys (he wants to see more of you and lowkey wishes that you come over often) 

When you do come over randomly to see one of his races, he suddenly has an urge to step up his game in hopes to impress you, and when you cheer loudly, his chest swells up with so much pride

The team peeped how Poel feels about you, either some tease him while others try to be a wingman. Poel grumbles with his cheeks flush, but he ain’t denying these feelings. 

When the one time you spent more time with Oliver, Poel stared at you a little too long with a pang of jealousy enveloping him. And how does he handle it? Simple, he came over he swung his arms over your shoulders, and smoothly entered the conversation. Though he seems like his regular self, Oliver can sense the jealousy in him, and he’s staring at him like: huh??? what did I do??? 

Poor Oliver didn’t get an answer. 

He always remembers any special dates, and when it’s your birthday, he tends to go all out and does it all according to your preference that you probably mentioned, like once or twice with him. Even though he doesn’t have to, he wants your day to be special. 

When it’s just you and him, he becomes a bit more touchy. Picking you up randomly, holding your hands, hugging you, etc., he just likes the way you feel.

And yes, I do fear he does dream about you like a little high school boy

THE CONFESSION

It’s been over a year since Poel became friends with you, and it’s been the best thing that has happened to him. A compliment that blooms into a friendship he can’t dare to trade away. During the year, he found himself in waves of feelings he couldn't describe. He had crushes before, more than he can count. Yet, when he’s with you, it feels so different and so damn intense. He’s staring at you longer than he should; he’s heart races more than he has ever biked in his life; he's dreaming about a future he wants to share with you. He believes that you put some kind of spell or hex or something on him, ‘cause how can he explain these occurrences to anyone?

His teammates weren’t any help either, often teasing or volunteering to be his wingman. They say that he’s falling in love, but he can’t seem to fathom that the Poel Reynolds is falling in love with someone like you. It’s not because he thinks that you’re below him, oh god no, if anything, you may be above him with the way you’re making him feel. It was more on the fact that he believed that he wasn’t capable of having such a feeling. A feeling that didn’t feel tangible. 

Yet here he is (thanks to the force of his crew), in Central Park at the spot he first met you with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, wearing his best clothing he could find in his closet; his palm unnaturally sweating agonizingly waiting for you to arrive. A thought appeared that perhaps they’re right. Perhaps he was falling in love with you, and that revelation sent him into a frenzy.

What if you don’t even come? What if you do come, but you only see him as a friend?

What if you don’t feel the same way, and his feelings have put you off that you don’t even want to hang out with him anymore?

He rubbed the top of his head. “Man, got the leader of the Gold Rush overthinking about you.” He sighed, staring up to the clear sky, letting the flowers fell to his side, “Fuck… what’re you doing to me, woman” 

“Doing what?” A voice too familiar called out. 

He immediately lowered his head, his eyes widened, and there in all your beautiful glory, stood before him with your cute brows raised with those pouty lips he’d crave. The sun shone on you like a kiss on a morning. The fountain rains behind you like a cozy hug. Your eyes that search his figure, he couldn’t even register what you’re looking at, a certain kind of warmth emitting from those eyes—he found himself drowning in words caught up in his throat. He closed his eyes while clearing his throat.

“N-Nothing.” He stammered, cheeks flushed to a light pink. He reached the bouquet in front of you, looking everywhere but in your eyes. “These are for you.”

“Really?” You gasped, taking the flowers from him. The brush of your fingers touching his sent a small spark through him. 

“But what’s the occasion?” You questioned.

“There’s no occasion.” He shook his head before taking a deep breath and making eye contact with you. “I want to tell you that I have feelings for you, feelings that run deeper than any friends would hold. I don’t know how it happened or how it festered, but it did, and I just wanted to let you know that I want to be with you, that’s more than friends if that’s cool with you?”

Silence, no sound being made except only the sound of his heart hammering in his chest.. He bit his lip, wondering if he had made the right decision or not. Yet he didn’t miss the way your lips curved upwards, stepping closer to him. Wrapping your arms around him, careful not to crush the bouquet while doing so.

“That’s alright with me, I was hoping you’d ask.” You softly confess.

A weight he didn’t know he was holding lifted off his shoulder. His arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer. “Thank god.” He whispered against your skin. 

He pulled away from your embrace, his other hand resting on your cheek, “Can I kiss you?”

You nodded in response. He leaned close to you, his lips capturing yours like a starved animal. A small gasp leaves your lips, your arms wrapping around his neck to deepen the kiss. The kiss was everything he imagined, even more. Your lips so soft and so damn tasty that he might grow addicted. He gripped you tightly around your waist. You were the first to break away from the kiss to catch your breath. 

“How long were you waiting?” You suddenly ask him. 

“Too fucking long.” 

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[sylith]

Chapter 547 Spoiler / Episode 169

The fluffy Jelly moments now. Shelly really out here using her bf’s jacket as a damn pillow — like girl??

And that dude in the Ducati jacket, back turned? Babe thats Hyuk. I KNOW my man’s back like the back of my damn hand. If it aint him, slap me. But like, it is 😵‍💫

Wooin rocking them sunglasses. Something about it feels new, but honestly? My man could wear anything (or nothing) and still look fine as hell. Ugh, I CANT

Joker + Wooin? ICONIC duo. No one’s doin it like them

Vinny, my bby — pls, let good shit happen to him already 🥹♥️

[sylith]

Hiii! I hope you’re having a good day/night! Can I request a drabble or headcanons(whatever works best for you is fine really!) of Joker with a really shy reader who likes drawing and baking please? Or like Joker acting like guard dog of sorts? Just fluffy relationship stuff lol

show a little loving, shine a little light on me.

content. shy!reader, established relationship, fluuufff

a/n. my first request omg !!! i hope u like it anon 🫂

well aren't you a creative sweetheart? joker definitely doesn't think otherwise.

he loves these traits about you, how you’re able to express yourself through artworks and delicious treats despite being soft-spoken. whenever you’re with him — publicly and privately — he just needs to feel you in some way.

from hand-holding to throwing his arm over your shoulders to pull you closer, he wants you to always feel safe and secure… and to let others know that you’re his.

i feel like joker is a huge foodie, and he absolutely loves to indulge himself in your sweet treats that you bake, regardless of whether it was for him in the first place. he will always devour your goods. too sweet, too burnt, too dense weren’t in his vocabulary, you best believe every single crumb will be eaten.

whenever you’re in the kitchen baking something, be it trying out a new recipe you found on tiktok, or whipping up your classic baked goods for your friends or family, joker will admire you silently, standing by your side as you whisk the wet ingredients together. you still can’t get used to his blatant stare. even though you know it’s purely out of affection for you, his gaze is too daunting for you to concentrate.

this makes you slip up sometimes, maybe whisking the mixture too fast that some of it flung onto your face, a prominent dollop landing on your nose. well, he’s there for a reason, right? he’d notice your small mishap that he finds endearing. but instead of wiping your mess off with a kitchen towel, he leans in really close to you, and you almost mistake it for a kiss.

how embarrassing it is when he simply wipes the cream off your nose with his index finger, licking the remnants of it as well. “for quality control,” he claims, and you look the other way to hide your dusted cheeks. it’s just the heat from the close proximity that made your face flush, totally not because you thought he was going to kiss you or anything…

he notices a recurring subject whenever you show him what you’re drawing; it’s his dog that he rescued during the race against the ghost crew! and he couldn’t be more envious of a damn puppy.

aside from stealing bites of your baked goods, he loves looking through your sketches you dare call horrible. your ears are used to it by now, but he will always praise your works.

he may not be able to articulate what he truly wants to say and result to saying something surface-level like: "don't say that, you're a good artist." but every single word he utters, no matter how flambouyant or simple his choice of words are, they're plucked straight from his heart, that's for sure.

he sighs as you tilt your sketchbook towards his direction, revealing yet another rough sketch of the white puppy that was laying by your feet in the living room. he wishes it was him instead that filled the pages of your sketchbook. “you must like my dog really much, huh?” he asks with a hint of playfulness, his hand on your shoulder as he leans in closer to get a good look at your drawing.

“it’s cute,”

“what about me?”

“... huh?”

“nothing, just keep drawing.” joker gives your shoulder a squeeze before he stands up from the couch, walking away from you and disappearing into the kitchen, probably looking for the jar of your homemade cookies to snack on.

it wasn’t nothing to you. and you find yourself dropping your book and pencil on your lap, palming your face with your hands and feeling this familiar warmth that creeps onto your face once again.

your heart could really use some lessons to handle this tease of a man who goes by the name of joker.

[sylith]

Mario Nam is so fine chat omg the long pink hair, lashes, EVERYTHING

him with short hair is cool too ig....