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landososcar · 4 months

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so high school ; JB5

pairing(s) ; jude bellingham x singer!reader , jude bellingham x student!reader

summary ; twitters favourite new(ish) artist drops her new album right during her school year.

warnings ; nothinggggg & mainly just fluff bc i love happy people

note ; SORRY ITS SHORT AHHAHA, i’ll post a new lando fic soon i just have no inspiration… ignore any dates that are wrong or don’t match - im lazy. also this is VERYYYY LOOSLY based off so high school lol (it’s mainly the aristotle line)

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youruser surprise !!!!! as an end of term present (for myself🤭🥳) and in honour of knowing the loml for 15 years, here’s 15 new songs for you guys to (hopefully) enjoy 😊 noah, thank you for trusting me and letting me join you on what might be one of my favourite songs ever!! i loveeee youuuu. && to my jude<3 thank you for inspiring me every single day of our lives. i love you bigger than the whole sky 🩵🩵 (guys he’s actually v v talented and he helped me write scared of my guitar, hard to sleep, and feels like) j, you are my safe place and these songs — especially the ones i haven’t let you hear yet — are for you.

ps guys idk how to only write happy songs but jude is the only one who makes me feel safe enough to express my emotions through my songs 😁 i looooovvveee him and am NOT 🙅‍♀️ breaking up with him. he is stuck with me forever💞

‘the alchemy’ is YOURS tonight at midnight 💓

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user1 WHAT

user2 YOU CANT JUST DROP THIS ON US WTF

oliviarodrigo my girl💞💞 i’m so so soooo excited😭

user3 GIRL I KNOW YOU DIDNT JUST CALL THE ALBUM ‘the alchemy’ FOR NO REASON. WHERE TF IS THE TITLE TRACK I KNOW YOUVE GOT HER SOMEWHERE

youruser jude and i love the alchemy the most out of all the songs and wanna keep her just ours for a little bit longer but maybe if you guys enjoy these songs i’ll let you have my baby

user4 YNAJDKJSKDKDIS

user5 WHATTTT songs did she not let jude hear omfg i need to know

youruser he’s heard them all except for daylight, paper rings & so high school lollll

judebellingham refreshing my spotify every minute til midnight you guys don’t understand she’s kept these songs in a VAULT

user6 jude i know you love spotify but apple music get new music 10 minutes early xxx

judebellingham just made an apple music account

user7 TEN MINS TIL THE ALBUM OF THE YEAR DROPS

taylorswift so so proud of you beautiful 🩷🩷

judebellingham I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH

judebellingham putting ALLLL of these on the pre-game playlist

youruser babe idk if some of these will pump you up before a game

judebellingham hearing your voice will pump me up idc how sad the song is xx

user8 why’s no one talking about how she’s in UNIVERSITY and dropped a FIFTEEN song album like …??? she’s INSANE. WHERE did she find the TIMEEE

user9 not to mention she lives with him in madrid and does school online coz her uni is in the uk

user10 she’s insane i don’t understand how😭😭

imessages !

instagram !

youruser just posted to their close friends story.

twitter !

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youruser surprised my fav person in the uk for his england game and he scored for me 😆🩵🩵

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user1 she wrote “you know how to ball” and he said “yeah” then scored a goal and did a celebration for her😭

user2 zoom in on pic 6 and you’ll see me laying on the road waiting to be run over

judbellingham ‘unemployed girlfriend’ but you’re the greatest singer on earth while also doing online uni full time and you still make time to be able to come see me

youruser it’s coz i love you so so bad

jobebellingham you make me sick

youruser i love u too jobeyyyyyy

england our favourite visitor💙💙

user3 how does she do all this whilst going to uni😭😭😭

oliviarodrigo 💖💖💖

judebellingham I LOVVVEEEE YOUUUUU

user4 i NEED the top in pic 8 where is it from

youruser i found it on depop and HAD to buy it😭😭 i think someone made it x

chappellroan HOTTTTT (you not ur bf)

youruser I WOULD DIE FOR YOU MY WIFE💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

user5 i don’t understand how you write sad songs like the ones on your album if ur ‘in love with jude’

user6 jude deserves better than someone who’s so caught up on and still writes songs about her exes

user7 WHYS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THE LYRICS SHE POSTED ON TWITTER IM GOJNG INSANE

user8 LITERALLY?/!;!!/;@:8@ LIKE ??????? “WHERES THE TROPHY? HE JUST COMES RUNNING OVER TO ME” IS SO JUDE CODED WHEN Y/N IS AT LITERALLY ANY OF HIS GAMES

user7 EXACTLYYYYY HE ALWAYSSS RUNS TO HER IMMEDIATELY AFTER HES ALLOWED TO DO HIS OWN THING. ITS FUCKING ADORABLE

user8 IM SO GLAD SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS ME

user7 were both insane let’s get married

user8 dm me right now wife

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youruser lol little life update coz i’ve been m.i.a. for the last almost two months. 1: i went blonde again. 2: my man still as fine as ever. 3: got engaged or whatever lol. 4: slaying up exams. 5: i miss tour so i decided imma come back and see you all soon 🤭🤭 tour dates soon <3

ps in honour of becoming fiance or whatever🤗 the alchemy and 4 other songs are yours on the deluxe version of ‘the alchemy’ ,, out tonight !!!

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user1 WHAT THE FUCK

user2 GIRL LET US BREATHE

harrykane juudddeeeeee!!! congrats🥳❤️

declanrice mr bellingham that is a ROCK

user3 SHE DISAPPEARED FOR TWO MONTHS AND THEN CAME BACK AND DROPPED ALL OF RHAT ON HS

gracieabrams OMG WIFE IS GONNA BE A WIFE

user4 BLONDE YN IS BACK AND SHES A FIANCÉ OH MY GOD

judebellingham WIFE WIFE WIFE‼️‼️‼️

youruser not yet my love but so close🥰

judebellingham I CANT HEAR YOU MY WIFE IS AN ACADEMIC AND LYRICAL GENIUS

user5 she’s still writing break up and sad songs whilst engaged… so weird

user6 yeah and jude helps her,, he must be so disgusted right? seriously get a life and go touch grass

taylorswift so so happy for you 💓💓

youruser 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 i love you

user7 TOUR TOUR TOUR TOUR TOUR

england juddeeeeee💙 sooo happy for you two

trentarnold ❤️❤️❤️

user8 how girl just gonna casually drop a ENGAGEMENT announcement in the middle of a photo dump

user9 REALLLL LIKE THATS A BIG ASS RING TOO

noahkahanmusic YESSSSS🤍🤍🤍🤍

user10 HOWWWW is miss girl gonna find time in her schedule to do uni, make music, keep a healthy relationship, AND TOUR

judebellingham mrs*

my other works !

#Spotify #jude #jude bellingham #bellingham #jb5 #la liga #real madrid #england #nessa barrett #taylor swift #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham smash #smau #fluff #fanfic #jude bellingham x yn #bellingham fluff

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myoddessy · 2 years

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not. a. drill. | harry lewis/w2s

summary —fans mourn the death of their favourite relationship between youtube's most iconic music and beauty influencer and the boy she grew up loving, only to wake up to a not-so-soft soft launch.

notes —this is basically a summary of a full-length fic I'm working on to keep me motivated, AND I'll get to some of the celebration asks soon, so keep sending them in!!

*what it says on the screenshot of harry's video

yourusername just posted !

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yourusername good riddance is out worldwide! so much work has gone into this album and there isn't enough time in the world to thank everyone that helped me create it, but a good place to start is by thanking you, my supporters, because without you I would truly have nothing. I hope you love this album as much as I loved making it ❤️❤️

oliviarodrigo mother!!!! I'm so happy for u baby 🩶🩶

conangray this album is so hot, ur so hot, im in love w u, marry me pls

freyanightingale ❤️❤️

ynluvr4ever FREYA COMMENTING AND TALIA LIKING 😭😭😭

ynslover FREAKING OUTSHUSSHJWIENSSI IM SO HAPPY I STAYED UP TILL 6AM FOR THIS

yourusername just posted !

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yourusername im in the mood for a soft launch, wbu?

ynw2s WHAT.

sdmnsnday MAAM HOW CAN YOU JIST DROP THIS WITH NO WARNING

wroetoshaw just posted a story !

yourusername just posted a story !

yourusername just posted !

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yourusername found a stray pup on the side of the road, decided to take him in like the good samaritan i am ❤️

tagged: wroetoshaw

wroetoshaw are you calling me a dog?

yourusername no, im calling you my bitch xx

yn2s oh I missed this

lizzymcalpine parents!!

yourusername daughter!!

taliamar AHHHHH!! so happy the news is finally out, I've been waiting to post u babes ❤️❤️

yourusername love u forever angel xx 🩶💞

#harry x reader #harry wroetoshaw #harry lewis #harry lewis x reader #wroetoshaw #wroetoshaw x reader #w2s imagine #w2s #w2s x reader #sidemen imagine #sidemen #the sidemen #the sidemen x reader #sidemen x reader

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ilwonuu · 8 months

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Can i req something for winwin 🥺💞

YES OF COURSE U CAN<3 i love him sm so im so happy someone requests something for him. I WANTED TO DO SOME FLUFF FOR HIM AND NOW I CAN!! i hope you enjoy 💖💖

☁︎ ꙳໋͙my love. d.sicheng.

summary- your boyfriend gets you everything you asked for on valentines day<3

warnings- kissing, pet names, sweetbf!winwin, affection reader, fluff fluff

authors note-winwin is actually the cutest person on this planet argue with the wall<3

“happy valentines day pretty!!” you hear your boyfriend say waking up slightly looking for the cute boy. you see him at your bed room door bringing in gifts and food for you. “i wanted to go all out this year since we’ve been together for so long.” he smiles coming over to give you a kiss.

“winwin you didn’t have to do all this. it seems like you spent a lot of money!!!” he shakes his head. “don’t worry about that sweet thing. i just want you to have a good day.” he sets a box a donuts on your bedside table.

“here is something yummy for breakfast! i hope you like them. i got a bunch of different flavors.” he smiles sitting on your bed with you.

you grab a chocolate donut smiling at him. “thank you my love! let me go grab your gifts!” you say getting up to grab what you got him out of the closet. you grab the valentines basket you made for him and hand it to him joining him back on the bed. “thank you pretty. i love it.” he smiles. “i love you.” you say pulling him into a kiss. he pulls you half way on top of him kissing you sweetly.

“i couldn’t ask for a better valentine.” he says kissing your cheek.

“i couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend.” you smile taking another bite of your donut.

“is it good pretty?” you nod offering him a bite. which he accepts taking a big bite out of your donut.

“winwin!!! you ate literally half of it from that bite.” you pretend to pout causing him to laugh at you. “pretty i got you a whole box i think you’ll be okay.” you roll your eyes smiling seeing that he has a little bit of chocolate on the corner of his mouth.

you wipe it with your finger before licking it. “this chocolate tastes so much better coming from your cute face.” he laughs “that was cheesy and cute. please keep going.” he wipes another smudge of chocolate on his lips before pulling you to kiss him again.

#winwin #nct x reader #nct smut #nct imagines #nct #wayv #wayv smut #nct wayv #wayv imagines #wayv x reader #wayv winwin #nct hard hours #nct scenarios #nct winwin

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simp4konig · 1 year

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König finding out that you are hard of hearing

Gender-neutral Reader

*Slow burn

Word count: ~4265

Always ignoring your Colonel, König takes it into his own hands to finally turn your attention on to him.

What he doesn't anticipate... is that you have actually been hard of hearing all along.

*‼️Mature themes**‼️ (mostly in the form of König's overly sexual[ised] fantasies and downright delusional thoughts of you). König is a MAJORRR pervert, and you're oblivious. 😋💅✨

I AM BACK!!!! 😳😳FROM THE *DEAD*!!!!! ☠️💀🧟‍♂️And ive fot a lil smth planned for you Ghost lovers ;)

*Many thanks to -—>@trepaika<;—-🤭💖✨💓💞🩷💕 for proofreading this !!😇😇 I had no energy whatsoever to read it afger typikg this out so i am so honoired that you took time out of your day/night to help mw out and it rlly means alot 🥹🥹💙💙🩵🫂💙🩵 you better do yoir fucking biologu work afterthis 😡😡

*Thabk you so much to @reyner-lee for this request!! 🥰💖💖💕 Initiallt, i was aiming for a "idiots in love" plot where König and reader are both oblivious😩😩😩 . .... made König veey mentally unstable and psosessive instead ☠️☠️💀, mb broski😇💁🏼‍♀️🧚✨🌟💫💕💞💞💕✨

no but seriouslh i didnt mean to mwke this so mature it was meant to be a FLUFFY(mayb a little bit angsty 😳) fic as ALWAYS😡😡 so im SO sorry for dekivering something COMPLETELY different to what u probs had in mindbc lets face it this is completely diffetent to whay i initially hwd in mind too LMAO😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

*Part of the KönigxKing series (drabbles with loose plot, no world-building just a collection of one-shots)

*Edited 14/10/2023 for typos

Tag List ♡ @simpforkonig ♡ @abysslovesyou ♡ @puff0o0 ☆ @rustic-guitar-notes ☆ @happy-mushrooms ♡ @reyner-lee ☆ @lotionlamp ♡ @trepaika

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You couldn't pinpoint the exact moment when your hearing worsened.

As a soldier, heightened senses were something of a blessing, especially in high-pressure situations: a 20/20 vision, a gut feeling, or even just the ability to distinguish the most indistinguishable of sounds that others would miss was something of a life-saver.

Literally.

Hairs standing on end and goosebumps running down arms could alert a soldier — you — to an assassin sneaking behind them, hand with a knife glistening under reflected light in the dark, poised ready to slit their neck.

Instead, you could save yourself in the nick of time by executing them before they had the chance to do so.

Stealth on missions was a lifeline. To sneak in and out, to extract intel, evading all detection all the while, and to disappear when you hadn't even appeared on the enemy's radar in the first place made you breathe easier on the journey home.

The ability to hear footsteps in enclosed spaces and pinpoint the exact location of someone through a mis-step on a creaky floorboard or a squeaky door hinge was vital. Crucial. An important distinction between life or death, between success and failure.

Obviously, you were no super-soldier. In fact, your eyesight was below average — having to wear contact lenses specifically designed to be as discreet as possible so you weren't a walking lighthouse sending a signal to your postion always — and you could never separate the feelings of foreboding from the foreshadowing of what was to come, the fine line between imagination and intuition blurred.

However, hearing shuffling that others wouldn't, muffled footsteps upstairs that others couldn't, hushed voices around the corner that others would miss, gave you and your team the upper hand.

You weren't the best, but you proved damn useful, more useful than someone that could see in the dark or a person that had some omniscient sixth-sense.

At least your hearing used to be put to good use. Could have been put to good use.

Up to the point when a grenade blew off right beside you on a mission.

No time to realise, no time to react, and no time to recover from the shock, let alone alone to dive for cover, a blast flung you to the side, arms and legs flailing mid-air like a lifeless ragdoll. Time seemed to slow down, and for what felt like an eternity — mere seconds in reality — you were suspended in the air.

Body suddenly thudding on solid ground with a deep thump, you hit your head so hard against the pavement that you had thought you cracked your skull. Debris toppled over your stomach, dust making your eyes tear up and cough painfully, collapsed brick all around you.

You groaned in agony as an ear-splitting ringing inside your head nearly broke your forehead in two.

You couldn't raise your limbs, body limp and weighed down by what felt like a tonne, but could feel the thick waterfall of blood through the open wound on the side of your head; staining your uniform, streaming into your mouth, the metallic taste and smell on your tongue and in your nostrils.

Confusion, disorientation. Bewilderment.

Seeing double, figures running to and fro looked like a dozen, and panic stiffened you.

Desperate blinking eyes squinting to try and make sense of the scene before you, head spinning and unable to think clearly, struggling to lift the limbs that each weighed a tonne, all you did — all you could do — was lay there. Limp.

No one was nearby to help you, and your anxiety intensified: it was just you, and broken debris to keep you company, all noise muted aside from the high-pitched screeching.

Not much is clear from that incident after that. Memories are hazy and unclear.

All you remember are hands tapping your face, tugging your arm and willing your eyes to focus. Then, those same hands suddenly lugging you up by the scruff of your collar and slinging you over their shoulder. Finding yourself being lifted off by a helicopter, and ultimately passing out in the end.

Medics told you your ear drums were inverted, turned inside out from the force, and ear canal blocked by dust. Thankfully, all you required for the head injury were a few stitches, and you wouldn't suffer any brain damage.

Still, the news of becoming hearingly impaired made your world come crashing down.

Yes, you'd still be able to process sounds, they assured, but not as well as you used to.

An official diagnosis was made, and condolences were given to you, for there was nothing that could be done to fix your hearing. You were practically inoperable as the risk was too high, and you could go permanently deaf if the procedure was to go wrong.

You didn't reveal you having a hearing impairment to anyone — why should you, anyways? Things like this happened, and there were people in your faction that have had it worse.

Besides, it wasn't like you would be permanently deaf or anything, you reasoned, so the only thing to do was keep working.

Like you used to. All things considered you were a good shot, with good aim, with good spatial awareness and reaction times.

You could keep working, keep serving your country.

Yet you didn't work like you used to.

How intensely you stared at people, their face, eyes darting from theirs and their lips, was passed off as you being attentive.

No one would have considered that you were desperately trying to keep up with everyone else, and feeling like you were left behind. To fend for yourself as the world moved in triple speed, while you were still processing your new circumstances.

Of course, no one noticed the change.

And König, for one, sure didn't.

Completely enamored by you, he thought it foolish, really, to be so taken by a soldier, one below him in ranks and younger than him.

Yet, he admired you, was your secret admirer, and let his feelings blind him to what could have been so easy to see.

Well, to onlookers, his admiration for you was far from secret. In fact, it was obvious. Very obvious.

Initially, people joked that you were going to be reprimanded by the Colonel, taught a valuable lesson for some mishap you had committed, when you'd be pulled aside. Not a single one could have forseen König's behaviour towards you.

Stares, only strategically turning his head when you looked in his vague direction. An aura of threat, had it not been for the way his eyes sparkled. Held a particular glint that no one could pinpoint his intentions, and his needing to excuse himself to go to the restroom and not return for half an hour.

Walking behind you, guarding you at all times. Making sure he figuratively — and literally — had your back. A hand that would roam, explore, and push its limits, figuring out how low he would have to go before you broke, before you'd beg for more.

Demonstrating combat moves to you under the pretence that it would help fix your reaction times, all an excuse to be near you, to touch your mid-section and rest his hands on your body for seconds longer than necessary.

Touches that he would commit to memory, that would help him reach his climax behind closed doors at the thought of feeling your bare skin, and the feeling of your clothed body having to suffice.

No, none of it showed intent to humiliate you like they thought he would; rather, it was evident that their Colonel had taken a liking to you. Favoured you among the rest.

Obviously, no one saw the perverted nature behind your interactions, the side that König revelled in.

You always seemed to appreciate the gestures, albeit hesistantly, and would blush up to your ears and would flash him an uncertain yet award-winning smile, one that made blood rush up to his face and lower half as he wondered what other sorts of facial expressions you could be making, and whether that smile would stay if you saw his most intimate self.

However, you rarely paid him any attention afterwards. Would go on about your day, as if he wasn't even there.

Ignored him, as if he wasn't worth your time, or even your acknowledgment.

He'd attempt small-talk with you when you were on your own, trying all he could to find common ground, to keep you interested —or, butt in the conversation when someone else diverted your attention from what should have been on him — but, throughout it all, your facial expression was blank. Like you didn't even recognize him.

Eyebrows furrowed, wondering why your colleague stopped talking, you'd only come to realise that König existed when they'd nudge your side with their elbow, whispered frantically in your ear, and when you turned back around you'd jump up with seemingly exaggerated fright, blushing.

Stuttering and sputtering apologies to your superior with a bowed head, eyes avoiding his, König thought that there was a triumphant smirk that you were hiding, a strut as you walked, back turned as you flaunted your way out of the room in a mischievous manner.

Teasing, testing the waters to see how long you could go on without admitting that he was there next to you, to see how long König would last before he broke.

Oh, the things that you were doing to him.

Fury brewed in König, and he'd stew over your (his) one-sided interactions, your blatant ignorance of him, your complete disregard of him. Regarding him as not worth your time, and seemingly ignoring him with an air of superiority.

So imprudent, so rude, and such a daring little thing. So fucking naughty.

Contradicting urges of wanting to yank you by the collar into a passionate kiss in front of anyone and everyone and marking you as his in his private quarters became near impossible to contain. To put you in your place, and prove that you weren't all that that you made yourself out to be.

After all, brats like you had to be tamed, and König would not stand you demeaning his ego like that.

Reprimands from unsuspecting soldiers got harsher. Spitting at others in a rasping voice, barking commands loudly from the background. Drills became a living nightmare — everyone a target for König's relentless bullying. Sparring became relentless, and damn-near a deadly duel as he was unrelenting, remorseless.

König needed to release his pent-up frustration somehow.

König hated that his love was unreciprocated, and would be in a bad temper, stomping around the grounds looking for an inferior to abuse.

He loathed how you made him feel, yet loved what you made him feel, his feelings intensifying when you were in eyesight, and the knuckles of his fists turning white, shaking with rage as you frolicked off with some dummkopf, some piece of shit saukerl that didn't pay attention to you like he did, not considering the higher-ranking alternative.

Figuratively speaking: as, let's face it, König was the full package; and literally speaking, as he had a full package of his own to satisfy your every need, and would convert you to his lover in an instant.

You were an enigma. König couldn't read you at all, and was in internal turmoil.

Why couldn't he win you over? Were you really that high-maintenance, or playing hard to get?

You had to like him back. There was no way you weren't doing this on purpose.

Were you really that unbothered? Unbothered by his advances, not caring at all?

Or, were you really just proud, too full of yourself to pay respect to your superiors?

Really, König should have taught you a personal lesson if that had been the case, one so personal you'd learn to never disrespect him ever again, and be as respectful as a little darling as ever.

...Yet you? You couldn't have been more oblivious.

Sensing a presence in the background as you scrolled mindlessly on your phone, you only became vaguely aware of something off about König when you realised the intensity of a stranger's stare, bearing down on your neck.

Glare. König's glaring at you from afar, camouflaged in the corner by the shadow of the dimly-lit room, the few flickering light bulbs all the more unnerving.

Only in close proximity did you become aware of your Colonel, imposing even while sitting down, tall even with his being hunched over.

Accidentally meeting the eyes behind the veil draped over his face, he unapologetically took up as much space in the room as he could, back straightened to his full height and long legs wide spread apart in an act of dominance.

Those eyes pierced yours, and made you shiver, all intentions of small-talk drying in your throat and, in fear of becoming tongue-tied and losing your cool, you said nothing.

Why was he just... staring at you like that? Did you do something wrong?

It made you shudder, and you shivered, trying to shake off the ominous feeling.

Never in a million years would you have thought that König had any sexual romantic interest in you — if anything, with that grim expression you'd have thought he'd had a bone to pick with you.

He looked absolutely terrifying. A beast of a man, with penetrating eyes.

Unbeknownst to you, König was undressing you with those same eyes. Penetrating, yes, but imagining scenarios where he himself would he penetrating you.

He made himself so inviting, with the spot on his lap reserved as a seat especially for you, reclining on a chair with a head in his palm as he gazed at you in interest.

He even considered making a gesture with his hand, a beckoning finger signalling for you to "Come here", just to make it loud and clear that he was welcoming you, and wanted you exactly where he had positioned himself.

Until some soldier entered the room, saw you and hit you up, starting casual banter and exchanging sarcastic remarks, which made you laugh. The tension melting in your body, you allowed yourself to relax, and forgot about what was looming in the very same room.

To König, the man was flirting with you, and with the way you had a hand clasped over your mouth, practically swooning over the guy, it was solidified.

Grinding his teeth in frustration, he jolted upright, and the chair he was sat on was nearly flung backwards from his sudden action, a deafening screech echoing in the room.

Two pairs of eyes on him, he beckoned the man over to him:

"Come here. I have a duty for you, sergeant."

Only this time, he wasn't at all inviting, and even the man beside you knew he was in for it big time with how König's fury was seething.

"Toilettendienst, weil du ein Stück Scheiße bist."

Cackling, and a sly, venomous smile under his veil. "I'm sure you'll love it, seeing as you can't mind your own business."

Your encounters with König were terrifying, but you tried with all your might to keep them out of your mind. After all, you were still struggling to get by, so to be so on edge would only make matters for you worse.

Having people repeat what they said to you over and over again was passed off as bad signal or static over walkie-talkies, yet without being able to read their lips you were practically deaf and couldn't interpret the gargling, speech drowned by the feeling of your head being underwater.

However, you managed. Managed to keep afloat, somehow. Clung on to your life raft, despite the crashing waves of the tide that flung you from side to side.

And, lulled into a false sense of security, you were contracted for another mission.

Just like before, and on all the other missions before all the ones before your injury, all seemed to be going smoothly.

No sudden movements, no noises out of the ordinary. Nothing amiss.

Except, suffocating silence had shifted and pushed its weight down against you, swirling and following your movements as it had slowly tied a noose around you and your crew's necks, making it difficult to breathe.

But you shrugged it off. You rationalised your nerves as post-morbid jitters. No way was it a gut feeling.

It was unusual how well things were going, and was second-guessing yourself after not having had been deployed in ages.

Your guessing proved to be true, and it was a shame that you realised this too late.

Ambushed out of nowhere, bullets and blood were all that you saw; blasts and bangs were all that you heard.

No one escaped unscathed. Every single one of the operators had sustained some sort of injury, yours minor scratches compared to gaping bullet wounds, stabs in the abdomen, and broken bones.

Intense guilt plagued you for hours, days afterwards, and you were unable to look those colleagues in the eyes for days, weeks afterwards.

How could you let that happen?

Clawing up the ranks until you were finally trusted, finally deemed worthy, it shook you to your very core that you failed to forsee any of this. Failed your colleagues. Failed.

No one blamed you, because they didn't connect the dots that you were the common denominator behind both incidents, the one that catastrophically failed your allies.

König, seeing you in your most vulnerable state, pounced at the opportunity to finally confront you once and for all. To settle the doubts in his mind and come to a solid conclusion.

He wasted no time in hunting you down as you were walking, alone, a predatory look in his eyes.

At last, cornering you in a remote area where no one would interrupt, nor allow you weasle your little way out of it again:

"King."

You dropped your head, avoiding his gaze. Readying yourself for the severe scolding, being berated by König, you dropped your head, cowering below him.

"Before you say anything—" mumbling under your breath, "—I will admit this myself first."

"I... I messed up. Messed up completely on this mission. I'm— I'm so sorry for endangering your men, for nearly getting the entire crew killed. It was my fault."

König's eyes widened a little. This was the most you had ever said to him in one conversation. And you sounded so... sincere.

...Could he have had the wrong perception of you all along? Were you just... Timid? Shy? Maybe a little bit introverted even, and not one for socialising?

No, that couldn't have been right.

He needed to interrogate you, press you for information, put you under pressure. You'd break then, and he'd finally figure out the truth for himself.

"Ja," he spat shortly, voice unwavering and eyes betraying no emotions. "You did mess up. My men are all injured."

You were mortified when all you could interpret was harsh gibberish. None of the words made sense to you, and you couldn't differentiate any consonants from the syllables.

You breathed in deeply, feeling so foolish for thinking of asking this, and prepared yourself for the worst:

"Sorry, sir? Can you repeat that?"

König was the one to be bewildered this time. For a few agonisingly long moments, he needed to process what you had just said. Your request.

Finally, it sank in.

Oh, you were in for it now.

What did you mean "Sorry, sir?"?

You ignored him, have been ignoring him for all this time, and you had the gall to give him attitude?

Worst of all, to fail to pay attention when he is was scolding you?

No. König wasn't having it.

Both hands slammed against the wall above you, with such a force that even you could hear a deep crack of splintering brick.

With you trapped, he wasn't about to let you go until you learned your place.

"You're not going to say anything anything more, maus?" He leans in closer, steel-blue eyes betraying no emotion baring into yours. "Pip-squeak has lost its voice, has it? You really should learn manners."

Understanding "...going to say anything more, maus?... Pip-squeak... should learn manners" it was enough for you to understand what he was implying, and you were confused. In disbelief. Bewildered.

"S-sir, I—! "

Eyes wide, you shook your head vehemently, hands held up in protest. "—It's not like that at all! I swear!"

König quirked a brow, leaning in closer. Licked his lips inquisitively, curious to hear your defence.

"I've not... been ignoring you, sir. Never. I wouldn't ever do that..."

You trailed off, averting your gaze. "...Or, at least, consciously..."

You bit your lip. Shifting uncomfortably, your fingers fidgeted, fingernails digging into the palm of your hand. How were you going to explain this?

"Y-you see, I'm—"

Bracing yourself, you breathed in deeply.

"—I-I'm— I'm actually hard of hearing."

König blinked twice. It was his turn to be confused, and he pulled away a few inches, concentrating hard.

Seeing the blank look in his eyes, you immediately clarified:

"N-not deaf, obviously! — I suppose I can still hear, in a way — but my hearing is not good. I struggle to understand people."

A defeated sigh. "Communication is tough enough because I'm not good at reading lips yet, and..."

"...with you, it is — would — have been impossible, because of the—"

A weak gesture towards his face covering "—mask..."

An awkward pause.

"L-look sir, I'm sorry for ignoring you. Honestly, I never meant to. It's just I—"

"Never heard," König said, nodding faintly. "I understand."

He understood, alright. Understood what a moron he had been all this time.

God, what a fool he was.

All this time, concocting scenarios of finding a way to prove himself to you, of asserting his authority, of sexually frustrated evenings considering all the possibilities, all personality traits... was all one-sided pining.

Poor thing, you were just oblivious.

He couldn't blame you, and was kicking himself for viewing you as anything other than a pure soul.

If he had known this, known of your condition earlier, perhaps he wouldn't have been so frustrated, so confrontational.

Now, he had ruined all his chances with you by intimidating you out of nowhere.

God, he was such an idiot.

Embarrassed, and not knowing what to say, he sheepishly slid his hands off the wall.

Coughing twice, he cleared his voice, and projected his voice so it was clearer and louder:

"King."

You looked up, face showing shame and genuine guilt.

"Gut. Keep looking at me."

To your surprise, König's hand was reaching up to his veil, fingers hooking under the the hem.

In a prolongued but fluid movement, the fabric was pulled up, and, slowly, slowly, he revealed his face.

His white chin and stubbled jawline came into view first. Only slightly defined, not modelled after some Greek God, yet not lacking definition, either.

Then, thin lips, pale pink and pressed into a tight line.

A hooked nose, crooked likely from it being broken more than once before, neither long nor large nor flat. Perhaps slightly off-center.

Keeping the fabric in place, he would not raise it higher.

After a few seconds of silence, you saw how his Adam's apple moved when he gulped, his lips quivering as he breathed in deeply.

Even seeing the half of his face, he looked handsome to you.

"Well... is this better?"

Mouth moving to reveal white teeth, some misshappen and others crowded, it looked as if he had never worn braces before.

He swallowed thickly, then his hot breath fanned your face, mouth partly-open as he panted in increasing agitation.

Blue-gray eyes looked into yours, no longer domineering. Instead, pleading.

Wanting your affirmation, to be reassured that you would appreciate him partly presenting his identity to you, the most vulnerable part of him.

To be told that you truly did appreciate this gesture after all.

A smile tugged at your lips. "Yes. Much better, sir."

You were touched.

To think, that your commander, your Colonel, the big, beefy, burly man, the masked soldier of towering stature, would go out of his way to be sensitive. To be at the mercy of you.

It made you tear up a little. No one had ever gone out of their way to accommodate you like this, and it left you at a loss for words.

"Sir, I—"

"Nein. Call me König."

Cleared throat. "König, sir—"

A devillish smirk formed on his face, and he shook his head.

"Gott, such a sweet little thing," he cooed, purposefully slowing down his speech so you could interpret it on your own. "Will need to have you getting used to you saying my name, ja?"

Those steel blue eyes had melted. Were warm. Held a fondness in them that he hadn't had before — or, maybe they had, but you had never noticed it until now — either way, you felt at ease with him. With König.

One of your biggest mistakes.

"Thank you, König. Really. For being so patient."

Rubbing the back of your neck sheepishly, you shot him a bashful, lopsided grin.

"I'm sorry that you had to be patient in the first place! I wish I could make it up to you, König. I really do."

König's mind flashed with blasphemous images of you.

Images that he had visualised in vivid detail, when he had been longing for you, longing to have you around him.

He was almost regretting what he had on his mind, yet, he reasoned, it was only fair you gave him a reward.

For his patience.

The smirk on his face became broader. Serpentine.

"Don't you worry, meine liebe. I know of a way."

A cackle, sounding forced and a little too loud to be genuine.

"I'll make sure that you'll be loud enough so that even you can hear it for yourself."

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Note: i promised yesterdag id get thus oit today ... 🥹Bit late cuz at the time im typimg this ntoe its 22:33 (gonna be later once i proofread this for the final time😫😫) Edit: its 23:25 and i have a test tmr hahaHHhahahahAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA 😍😍😍😍

Hope yoi guys like perverted König 🗿 i for one do 😇😇 (fyi, it was NOT MT INTENTION to write him in this wau I PROMISW😭😭😭😭😭it just sorta happened and i rolled witj it ☠️💀)

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worukin · 2 years

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Hello! Thank you so much for writing my last request,im so in love with the way you write and your characters 💞

If you can and want to,could I please have more of yan!prince?If prince!reader wanted to adopt a toddler/baby to be part of their family once they marry,would he agree on it or is he more on the selfish yandere side?How many children would he agree on if he does want kids in his family?

-⚘️ anon

╭୨୧︰ prince yandere x prince reader

・✦⇢ after a few visits around town, you found yourself fond of children. seeing them run around without a care in the world warmed your heart to the point where you thought of adopting one.

︰꒰1・ ( warnings ) — possessive behaviour, yandere themes, clinginess, pet names, typical prince yandere behaviour, baby fever.

︰꒰2・ ( notes ) — haha haven't seen you guys in awhile :sweat: how are you?? MERRY CHRISTMAS !!

( if u are uncomfy, kindly block instead. enjoy !! )

You just got back from town square for the Royal announcement of the Annual ball— a time where the Kingdom celebrates the founding of it's roots.

Eyes couldn't help but follow the children at the back who were too careless to even listen, playing tag or flying kites. You're sure you looked like a fool during the entire thing.

But prince found it endearing. He saw the way your face warmed, how your lips curved into such a beautiful smile that made him feel that happiness too.

"My love, is something bothering you?" He said, placing his hand on your shoulder. His gentleness still leaves shivers on your skin— no matter how much he does it.

You chuckled, "No, I'm alright." A sheepish smile made it's way onto your face, and Prince wrapped his hands around your waist. "Really now? I thought we were past shying away from each other?"

He leaned to your neck and placed kisses, mumbling words between each one. "Why not tell me?"

You sighed. "Mm, It's ridiculous." Prince scoffed. "Darling, you? Ridiculous?" He seemed even more offended pnce you hummed in agreement. "Such nonsense you speak sometimes, but I'm here to deal with it aren't I?"

"I just..." You bit your lip and met eyes with your lover. Prince was always so understanding with you— despite his 'odd' behaviour. Your lover was just a fan of romance.

His gaze softened on you. "Aw," he cooed. "My love is so shy sometimes." Prince giggled, "But that's what I love about you." Arms wrapped around your torso when he buried his face on your chest.

It was so nice to be entangled with him like this— warm and intimate.

"What if I said... I wanted children?" You mumbled. Heart racing when Prince froze. "I mean— not until we're married of course! I wouldn't force you to if you don't wan—"

Prince kissed you on the lips, an action that always managed to relax you. "Dear, you do know I'd do anything you'd ask of?" He was so utterly devoted to you. Everyday he cherishes the fact that he's your sworn lover, and you're his.

"So you agree?" He rolled his eyes. "I'll always be on your side no matter what. Yes, I would love to."

What shocked you wasn't the fact that he did want to have children, but the fact that he suddenly sprung from your embrace and skipping around you.

"Oh! This means we have to get married! That's what you said, right? We have to get married first." It was as if Prince had stars in his eyes at the mere thought of getting married.

He grabbed your hand, dragging you to your quarters. "Come come! We have to plan it now!"

Truth to be told, Prince never really thought of having children with you. It's not like it was a problem— it's just children was something he didn't prioritize.

Obviously it sparked jealousy at first, what if you pay more attention to your children than him? But he reassured himself knowing the love you'd give to them would be a different love for your... husband's.

Oh the thought of you two getting married sent him to the moon! He felt so giddy, like the first time he fell in love with you!

The wedding would be grand, with all the food you want and eye catching decor, accompanied by the best music.

Prince can't wait, but for now he's content with the thought that you're willing to marry him.

ʚ ﹒ ﹕ ̟乀 all works belong to @worukin, do not repost on anywhere else with or without credit, do not plagiarise. ty!

#male reader #x male reader #x male!reader #male yandere #male yandere oc #male yandere x male reader #yandere x male reader #prince yandere #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere x gn reader #x gn!reader #x gn reader #x gn! reader #male yandere x gn reader #( darlings. ⚘ anon )

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berryhobii · 10 months

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Hiiiii i just absolutely love your work and your representation for us black fans/readers thank u sm!!! im also extremely obsessed with Late for Work couple but this could go for any of the couples. im not sure if youre still taking requests (if not im so sorry not trying to be pushy kdjsks) but i wanted to know how would you think reader x Jungkook handle being an interracial couple in korea?! esp w her being a black woman? like reader feels a moment of insecurity or something and JK feels angry that someone made her feel that way and just loves her and makes her feel better? pure fluff or smut, ik you'd capture it perfectly 🥺💞 love you keep up the amazing work and take it easy!!!! xoxoxoxxxxx 💜💜💜

Hi! Thanks so much for your request! It really inspired me because I definitely understand being in an interracial relationship and the prejudice and problems we as black people face when he decide to date outside of our race. To my black people, WE ARE BEAUTIFUL. We have always been beautiful. People who hate on us fear our beauty because they know they could never replicate us or do what we do. Again, thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy! I made it a angsty but with fluff and just a tiny little piece of smut at the end. I also set this with the LFW Couple during their engagement phase🩵🩵🩵

Being a black woman, you’ve faced a lot of hate and turmoil. Some from your own community, some from others and even some self deprecation from yourself.

Regardless, you had amazing parents and friends who always assured you that your skin was beautiful and that you were beautiful. You were a black woman—the blueprint, the most elegant and graceful, the most envied.

You should be proud and you were.

Despite having so much overflowing confidence, there were moments where you could feel that little monster called insecurity crawling up your spine.

The most recent moment you could remember was a few months after you got engaged to your now wonderful husband, Jungkook.

He had taken charge of a lot of the wedding planning, saying he had a lot of good ideas and since he spent a lot of time at home anyway, he’d do most of the searching and calling. Of course, you’d come home and give some of your ideas as well.

“It’s your day, baby. I want you to have everything you want.”

Your heart and tummy soared with butterflies at hearing that. He really treated you like a princess. It was both of your wedding but Jungkook wanted you to have the wedding of your dreams. He didn’t care if you wanted him to wear pajamas or dye his hair orange, he’d do it if it meant you’d be happy.

With wedding preparations came things like makeup consultations and hair trials. As a black woman in Korea, there wasn’t a lot of options for makeup that fit your skin or people who understood your natural hair so you knew you’d probably be relying on yourself a lot for the time being. Good thing you knew how to do your own makeup and hair but doing it yourself kind of took away the magic and experience of wedding planning.

Thankfully, with some hard searching, you found a salon with a black employee. You could have cried tears of joy, seeing as her skin complexion was close to yours and that she had experience with wedding makeup.

Her name was Jazz and she was actually born in South Korea. The salon she worked at was owned by a close friend of her parents and she’s been working there for a few years.

“So, tell me about your fiancé. Is he handsome?” She asked you in English as she detangled your hair. Your Korean was pretty good but you sometimes preferred English.

You smiled just thinking about him, pulling up a photo of him on your phone. It was a selfie you two took after getting engaged—your left hand raised to show off your ring and him cheesing hard at the camera.

Jazz made an ‘oooo’ sound, looking a little closer at him. “He is very handsome. How’d you bag someone like that?”

With candy crush, you thought.

“Yeah. He’s amazing. He’s so kind and sweet too. I can’t imagine life without him.” You chattered dreamily. Your life had barely started with Jungkook but you wanted to live the rest of it with him. You wanted to laugh with him, to scold him for staying up too late, to argue with him and then make up later, to experience every joyous moment with him.

You only wanted him. For the rest of your life.

Jungkook came to pick you up after your appointment, waltzing into the shop like he owned it. You bit your lip at the sight of him—he’s being growing his hair out, claiming he wanted to see how it would look before the wedding. He asked how you’d like it and you insisted you’d love his hair any kind of way but you were secretly wishing he’d grow it out and wear a ponytail. Fingers crossed!

When you started spending more time together, you noticed how many hours he spent in the gym. You’d FaceTime him sometimes and he’d often be boxing or lifting weights, sweat dripping down his neck and muscles bulging. And yes, the first time you two had sex was after one of those calls. You had given yourself a 90 day time restraint, just to make sure he was pursuing you for more than just sex. 89 days was pretty close though so you considered it a win!

He scrunched his nose in a cute smile when he saw you, long legs carrying him over to where you were getting some final touchups by Jazz. She noticed him approaching, jaw dropping at your fiancé.

She leaned down to whisper scream in your ear, “girl he is fine as hell!”

You chuckled. “I know.” Standing to your feet, you greeted your sexy fiancé. “Hi baby.” You greeted in Korean.

Once he was close enough, he pulled you into a hug, inhaling the scent of your clean hair and all the products Jazz used. He pulled away to get a good look at you.

“You look beautiful baby.” He complimented and you smiled even wider, feeling all giddy under the praise. “Do you think this is the hairstyle you want for the wedding?”

“I like it but I don’t know. I’m gonna come back.”

“Please do!” Jazz chimed from behind you, making both of you laugh.

“Jungkook, this is Jazz.” You introduced. He smiled politely at her, reaching out a hand for her to shake.

“Nice to meet you.”

“The pleasures mine. I have so many ideas for the wedding and I just know your fiancé will look amazing in anything.” She gushed.

You felt Jungkook’s hand squeeze at your waist, looking down at you with soft eyes that made your heart flutter.

“I know she will too.”

You wanted to plant a smooch right on those lips, squeeze him tightly and never let him go.

Jazz’s grin was wider than the damn Joker. Ah, she loved love.

Jungkook’s eyes widened slightly as he remembered something, turning to Jazz, he inquired, “hey, do you guys dye hair here? I’m thinking of going purple.” He followed an excited Jazz over to the wall where they kept hair dye samples.

You smiled endearingly at both of them. They both gave off golden retriever energy. You hoped they’d be friends.

While they did that, you went back to the waiting area. You had seen a wedding magazine that you wanted to show Jungkook.

There were 2 older Korean lady’s sitting there, chatting to each other and reading magazines as well. They looked up when you entered, giving you looks that you’ve grown used to living here. It wasn’t really disgust or anything, it was more like a “what are you going here” kind of look.

You smiled at them, bowing your head a little in respect before shifting through the magazines for the one you were looking for. You found it, flipping through the pages to search for the centerpieces you saw.

“She’s marrying him? How distasteful.” You heard one of them say. You paused for a second. Were they talking about you? No, right? They were already having a conversation before you walked up. They were probably talking about someone else.

Just mind your business, you thought.

“It’s bad enough one of them is working here. I don’t want her touching my hair but Sunhee insists she knows what she’s doing. I don’t believe it. They can barely take care of their own hair. Just look at it.”

There was no way you could doubt that. They were definitely talking about Jazz. She had hair that appeared shorter, compliments of shrinkage. She showed you a photo of her hair straight and it was very close to her butt. You knew of the negative implications behind natural hair, especially when it came to shrinkage and the stereotypes surrounding it. You wished people understood more about black hair but ignorance had no bounds.

“I’d never let my son marry one of her kind. Look at her. She looks dirty. Just imagine their children. Ugh.”

Dirty? You weren’t dirty. And what was one of your kind? They were talking about you like you were less than human. You’ve experienced a lot over the years living here in South Korea—fetishization, discrimination, even people randomly touching you but you’ve never had anyone be that bold to speak about you right in front of you. They must have heard you speaking English with Jazz and assumed you didn’t understand them. Or they could very much well know you spoke Korean and just didn’t care.

You didn’t even realize Jungkook approaching you, startling a little at his hand on your back.

“You alright, baby?”

You managed a convincing smile. You didn’t want to cause a scene or anything. Jungkook was very overprotective of you. He didn’t tolerate disrespect and your comfort and safety was his number one priority. He was quick to remove you from any situations that he thought you’d be unsafe in and he was even quicker in shutting someone down who tried to embarrass or disrespect you.

You trusted him with your whole heart so why was it so hard to tell him? You took one look in those doe like eyes and you never wanted to see them harden in anger or get misty with tears.

So you smiled and reassured him. “I’m fine. I wanted to show you these centerpieces. Aren’t they nice?”

“They’re wonderful. I really like that arrangement. Let me take a picture of it.” He pulled out his phone and snapped a quick photo. “Ready to go? Taehyung and Namjoon invited us out to dinner.”

“Yup. All ready. Let me just say bye to Jazz.”

He nodded and let you go. Your smile dropped when you turned around, speed walking over to Jazz who was cleaning her station.

She noticed you walking up. “Oh, your fiancé already paid for you. He also made an appointment to dye his hair purple. Can you believe it? I personally think red would suit him better but-“

You cut her off by pulling her into a tight hug. You know you just met her so this was probably strange but you just needed her to know something.

She did think this was the tiniest bit weird but she still reciprocated your hug. You were a really nice person and she loved knowing of another black woman living in the same area.

“You okay?” She asked.

You pulled away and smiled at her. “I’m wonderful. And you’re beautiful.”

Her expression softened. “Thank you. So are you.”

“Here, take my number. I’d love it if you could come to my wedding.”

The entire car ride home, you were quiet. You had turned on the music to avoid any conversation. You knew if Jungkook started questioning you about what happened at the salon, you’d break and tell him about those women. You also knew it was stupid of you to hold it in but you just couldn’t tell him. You’d just forget and move on.

Yeah, that wasn’t happening.

When you got home, Jungkook went to take a phone call and you went to the bedroom to stare at yourself in the mirror.

You loved your hair. You loved yourself. You loved your skin. Those women were just ignorant. You shouldn’t let them get to you.

But you couldn’t stop thinking of what they said about you and Jungkook.

“I’d never let my son marry one of her kind.”

Did Jungkook’s parents think that of you? They were very kind to you and never made you feel not welcomed. You spoke to his mother all the time about the wedding. She’s even taught you how to cook Jungkook’s favorite meals. His father was a bit more stern but still a very kind man.

And what about Jungkook? Did he have an issue with you being black? You don’t think he would have dated or proposed to you if he didn’t, right? You never assumed he had an issue with your race just like you didn’t have a problem with his. Of course, you acknowledged he was Korean and you did your best to respect him and his culture. He was always so open, assuring that you could ask him anything and you did the same.

He admitted you were the first non Korean woman he’s ever dated and he didn’t want to do anything to offend you. Like he assured you, you told him that you weren’t much different from others. You still expected him to treat you well in this relationship and vice versa. Your differences in your races and culture didn’t really change very much.

So moments like these really made you wonder if you were too different.

“Baby, we have a few hours before dinner. Did you want to play It Takes Two with me?” Jungkook asked as he entered the bedroom. He noticed how you were staring at yourself but not in the normal admiring way you often did.

This time, your face looked somber. Was something bothering you?

“Baby? Are you okay?”

You looked at him through the mirror.

You couldn’t keep it from him any longer.

Sighing, you turned to face him. He had moved closer to you so now he was just inches away.

For some reason, you couldn’t lift your eyes to meet his. Shame burned at you.

Jungkook pouted his lip and tilted his head, reaching out a hand to cup your cheek and raise your head. Your eyes met and suddenly that dam broke.

He could see how your eyes began to tear up and he panicked. “What’s wrong? What happened?” He racked his brain for anything he could have done to upset you but nothing was really coming to mind. Was this one of those times you wanted him to pick up on hints? He could be a little dense sometimes which you thought was cute. You were good at communicating which helped both of you avoid any unnecessary problems.

So what was wrong?

“Jungkook…..do you….have a problem with me being black?”

Wow. Not what he was expecting. Then again, he didn’t really know what to expect. You hardly cried so he hasn’t gotten very good at determining your types of crying.

He was baffled by your question. “What? What are you talking about?”

You sighed again. “Well, I overheard these women talking at the salon. They were talking about me and Jazz. They called me dirty and said that they’d never let their sons marry one of my kind….” You inhaled a shaky breath, looking away from his eyes. If you looked any longer, the tears would fall.

Jungkook felt two emotions well up in him. The first was pure rage because how dare someone speak about you like that? He wished he had heard it because he would have given those women a piece of his mind. Respecting your elders was an important part of his culture but he didn’t give a damn about that when someone was disrespecting you.

The second emotion was sympathy because he hated seeing you doubt yourself. You were such a wonderful person, surefooted and with an unflappable spirit. You let comments roll off your back like water, only looking ahead and never letting people taint your energy. He knew you used to struggle sometimes with self love, especially trudging through the world as a black woman but he never saw it get to you and he admired that about you.

So to see you ready to cry over this made his heart ache for you.

“Sweetheart, look at me.”

You blinked your tears away, slowly shifting your gaze to stare back at him. A gentle smile was on his face, one you only ever saw during moments like this—those moments where he could fully open his heart up to you.

“Do you really think I would have even pursued you if I had a problem with that?”

You shrugged your shoulder. “I don’t know….” You mumbled, averting your gaze again but he moved his head a little to make you look at him again.

“I think you’re the most stunning person I’ve ever laid eyes on. When I first saw you, all I could think was how could such a gorgeous person exist? Naturally, I noticed your skin but only because it was glowing. You were brighter than anyone in that restaurant.”

You choked out a watery laugh. You remember that day. It was one of those days where you felt particularly hot. You weren’t expecting to meet someone but there was Jungkook, a little awkward but so charming. He caught your attention immediately. No one knew but receiving those flowers from him solidified your attraction to him and a part of you knew you’d be together in the long haul.

“I don’t care about you being black.” Then he realized what he said and backtracked a little. “Well, of course I care but you know, I don’t and….wait let me start over.” He stumbled, making you laugh again. That boyish awkwardness always managed to rear its head but it only made you fall for him even harder.

“I get what you mean.”

He sheepishly grinned before continuing, “I care about it because I care about you but I also don’t care because that’s not all you are. You’re sensible and bright and clever and so self assured. Not to mention, your ass is absolutely amazing and I want it tattooed on my forehead.”

You snorted a laugh, playfully smacking him on the chest. He was so silly but he knew if it was possible, he’d do it. He was that obsessed with you and everything about you.

“You’re ridiculous.”

He wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you closer to him, sparkling eyes blinking up at him.

“And your laugh is goofy and you’re bad at reading directions for furniture and you put your freezing cold feet on me at night which drives me insane.” He huffed.

“Socks are uncomfortable.” You defended.

“But…” He leaned down to brush his lips over yours. “I love all of that about you. I’ve never once doubted that. I love you, all of you.”

The tears finally fell but they weren’t because of your insecurity, not anymore. They were because you adored this man in front of you and you felt so unbelievably lucky to have him in your life.

“I love you too.”

Your lips met in a kiss that reminded you that he was what you needed. He was the only person you wanted.

And as you made love that night, sweet whispers of his love warming your skin, all of those previous anxieties had completely dispersed from your mind. His cock stretched you open, your arms holding him tightly and his hands grounding you to this reality. His lips blazed hot kisses across any skin he could reach, hips pushing slow and deep inside of you and bringing you closer to euphoria.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered, gripping your thighs that were wrapped around his waist and keeping him close.

“Jungkook….” You breathily uttered his name, not knowing what else to say but he didn’t need you to. He could feel all of your emotion through his name and he wanted to hear more of it.

“I got you, baby. Always.”

That little monster was locked back in its cage for now. You couldn’t guarantee it wouldn’t break free again but you knew Jungkook would be there to help you through everything.

Everytime.

#bts #bts smut #bts x black reader #bts fic #askberryhobii #jungkook smut

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piwstri4 · 7 months

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un coco | ln4

pairing: f1 driver!ex!lando norris x fashion designer!ex!reader summary: your life goes on but what about your peace? fc: rosalía part two - part four

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arthur_leclerc don't ever come near me again ynclo › arthur_leclerc 👍🏽

lewishamilton Thank you for coming! ynclo › lewishamilton anytime!!

user4 girly really said f1 cars are faster in person and called it a day user1 › user4 lmaoooo yn didn't even bother

user2 mother is BACK!!

user3 the last pic omg

danielricciardo And what about ME? ynclo › danielricciardo girl next time send me an invite

user5 arthur doing the yn kiss face im DEAD

user6 lewis comment????

user7 never beating the ferrari garage allegations i see user8 › user7 well probably thur's idea? let's not forget she only ever went to alphatauri's and mclaren's bc of her connections.. user7 › user8 ik it's just kinda weird

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user1 my mothers 😭😭😭

user2 something lgbt is happening to me

bellahadid ❤️ ynclo › bellahadid ❤️💕💖💞💋

lalalalisa_m let's do that again !! ily ynclo › lalalalisa_m whenever you say bby ❤️💞 (ily+)

user3 you're telling me she posted men just for the hell of it????

user4 guys she's just simping for women take it or leave it user5 › user4 translation 🔫🔫 user4 › user5 ??? (long live women)

kyliejenner omg we're so hot 🥵 ynclo › kyliejenner who's we??? i can only see one hottie (you)

user6 aren't we noticing some lack of... luka? user7 › user6 i didn't wanna say anything but user8 › user6 i was thinking the same!!

user9 yn world tour and i love it

user10 mom where's dad???

user11 i can't go through another divorce PLEASE

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arthur_leclerc 😡😡😡 ynclo › arthur_leclerc i was this close🤏🏽to kicking your ass next time im driving all the way to maranello arthur_leclerc › ynclo boohoo we drove all the way to maranello stfu

user1 omg????? yn?????

user2 guys where is luka?? 😔😔 user3 › user2 fr where's my bestie luka??? is she dating this guy now?? user4 › user3 "this guy" 🤡🤡 that's her best friend

user4 im happy and all but missy........

user5 la vita senza amore che vita è????????? yn???????? the post???????? user6 › user5 i don't get it 😭😭 user5 › user6 what life is a life without love basically

user7 congrats???

scuderiaferrari you can have him girl ynclo › scuderiaferrari no. ❤️ arthur_leclerc › scuderiaferrari ?????

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sirenlulls · 1 year

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sweet → r. keating (b. skeetz)

pairing —robert keating x fem!reader social media au

summary —where your boyfriend loves annoying you online and people lose their minds

it's so sweet, knowing that you love me. though, we don't need to say it to each other

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bobbyskeetz some bassist twat. lake. an ispíní mor. a homeless woman and a cat. bláthana. and some very beautiful lads

yourusername the cat was cuter than you

bobbyskeetz who are you again?

yourusername your ex 🫶🫶

username my parents

yourusername guys don't be fooled by the hard guy act, he bought me the flowers 😁😁

bobbyskeetz i'm sorry but i can't support parasocial relationships. this has to stop.

username i need a relationship like theirs

username sorry mr skeetz but i want to marry that homeless woman

bobbyskeetz oh don't worry about it lad i'm gonna take one for the team. saving the general population and all that

ryanmcmahon_15 you're a very beautiful lad yourself

evehewson a very pretty homeless woman*

yourusername marry me.

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yourusername dolce and gabbana. food. a smelly burglar. a tipsy gal. a bathtub of drunk gals. vogue. banger. bassist twat. delicious strawberry.

bobbyskeetz thanks for the breakdown, didn't know what i was looking at before

yourusername you are very slow 🫶

bobbyskeetz that bassist twat looks rather dashing

yourusername whatever you need to tell yourself girlie!

bobbyskeetz whoa who's that in the last slide

yourusername pretty sure you said she's a homeless woman?

bobbyskeetz .....a pretty one?

yourusername eve said it first 🥱

evehewson get in line xx

evehewson ur so cool and hip

yourusername ur so rad

maisiehpeters mother!!

username cornelia street supremacy

yourusername lover is such an overhated album

username REAL OMG

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yourusername happy anniversary to the biggest bassist twat in the world, the bane of my existence, and the real reason that taylor swift wrote lover (she told me herself) glad it's you who kicks me off the bed every other night ❤️

username wait how long have they been together?

username 7 years

username WHAT.

devonleecarlson ur so perfect..... and he's there! jk, lots of love to u both ❤️❤️🫶🫶

bobbyskeetz jeez, props to me for hanging on this long

yourusername .......

bobbyskeetz love you ❤️

yourusername love you too 💞💞

yourusername omg he can be nice in public?! 😱😱😱

sirenlulls mother and father fr

whoetoshaw will never forget seeing them out of the gig last year

sirenlulls OMG WITH HER GIVING HIM THE FLOWERS I NEARLY FORGOT THAT WAS SO CUTE

whoetoshaw literally made me believe in love.

username she's a 10 but she calls you a bassist twat

bobbyskeetz still a 10 tbh

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bobbyskeetz can't believe it's been 7 years and you're still too cool for me. 💔 happy anniversary to the most beautiful person i know. you're my favourite person to play bird bingo with, my forever hiking partner (no matter how much you might complain), the only person i ever want to boot off the bed in my sleep, my homeless woman. please never realise you could probably bag a model and just stick with your bassist twat instead ❤️

yourusername WHAT TJE FUCK

yourusername my post just seems like shit now

yourusername i actually hate you wtf

yourusername no i don't

yourusername you might be a bassist twat but trust you'll always be my favourite

bobbyskeetz nicest thing you've ever said to me

sirenlulls @whoetoshaw THE CAPTION?? GIRL THIS IS SOME FANFIC SHIT WTF

whoetoshaw babes im crying and it's not even for me what is going on 🥹🥹🥹🥹

username "MY homeless woman" "YOUR bassist twat" im actually going to jump in front of a train

username shutting up the bitches who says they're together for coult real fast

username no you don't understand you guys are so special to me

username they're my babies (they're 23 and im 16)

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icycoldninja · 3 months

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heyyy! for the third time, I apologize if my English is bad haha

Today is my birthday <3 I was wondering if you could write something related to that or like a party with V, he's my fav 💞 whether it's something Fluff, NSFW or both haha I really don't have a preference, I'll leave it to your choice if u agree to do it.

ure the best writer and Im your fan, thanks for taking the time to write our requests ✨ have a great day!

Oh don't worry, your English is great! Happy birthday, sorry if I post this a bit too late! Please enjoy!!

A quiet birthday party (V x Reader fluff)

"Happy birthday, Wanderer," V woke you up with a kiss and a smile, a soft chuckle escaping him as he watched you yawn and stretch.

"Thanks, V," You mumbled, turning over and pulling the covers up to your chin. "Now lemme go back to sleep..."

"Very well," The lanky man hovering above you replied, laughingly kissing your cheek and lying back down next to you, draping a thin but heavy arm around your blanketed waist. He watched over you as you slept for another 2 hours, occasionally blipping in and out of sleep himselr, eventually awoking you again with another kiss and an even wider smile.

"Good morning, Wanderer, or should I say good afternoon?"

"Did I sleep that long?" You grumbled, rolling over to glance at your alarm clock.

"Nearly. It's 9:00."

"Aw damn," You sighed, yawning again and flinging the covers off. "Time to get up, I guess."

"Are you ready for breakfast?" V asked, already limping off towards the kitchen. "I will make you your favorite, if you like."

"Yes, please!" You replied, a wide grin spreading across your face. Though you were tempted to ask since when did V learn to cook, you decided to let it go and get ready to celebrate your special day.

After eating breakfast, which you most certainly enjoyed, you and V withdrew to the living room to relax. While most would be out goofing off with their friends, having a great, big, extravagant party, you liked to keep things simple; you only wanted to spend your birthday with V.

The two of you were sitting on opposite ends of the couch, books in hand, quietly reading for some time, not a word was exchanged between the two of you for several hours. While this seemed cold, it really wasn't; you two were capapble of just enjoyng each other's company without talking.

Before you knew it, the afternoon had flown by, and now it was time for dinner. Being the loving gentleman he was, V suggested taking you out to dinner at your favorite restaurant, which you readily accepted. At the bustling restaurant, while waiting for your food to arrive, V decided to give you the present he'd gotten for you, all wrapped up in a cute pink box with a glittery bow.

"For you," He said, presenting it to you. "Happy birthday." You took the box from his hands with a wide smile, wasting no time in unwrapping and opening it. Inside was an elegant gold necklace with a silver heart charm set with small diamonds.

"Oh my God, V," You squealed, getting up and rushing over to the other side of the table to hug him. "I love it! It's so pretty! Thank you so, so, so, so, so much!"

"I'm glad," V laughed, pressing a soft kiss to your lips as soon as you were done jumping up and down and giggling with excitement. At that moment, the waiter came out with your food, prompting the two of you to stop what you were doing, return to your seats, and after thanking the waiter, eat your meals. Once you were done with dinner, you two went home, where V revealed he had Nero and Dante help him bake ane decorate a cake for you. For whatever reason, they decided that the best cake for you was a ridiculously large one with 3 inches of frosting, several large, extremely sugary fondant unicorns, with the words "Happy Birthday" written in what seemed to be strawberry jam that someone had tried to dye purple with food coloring, but failed to mix it properly.

Despite its flaws, it was a beautiful and delicious cake that you enjoyed, mostly because V had poured his heart and soul into making it for you. Though others would say your quite little birthday party had been a bore or a bust, you thought that it could be counted as the best birthday you'd ever had.

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bbyjackie · 1 year

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𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐄'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 — ♡

one piece social media + dating feat: ace

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_ynln: he's 20 and still manages to burn everything in sight <3

tagged: ace

chef.thatch: All my hard work down the drain

↳ marco_o: wait is this why the deck floorboard is scorched

↳ _ynln: ACE DID IT

↳ _ynln: he fell asleep while we were singing happy birthday 😭😭

↳ ace: WOWWW YN YOU'RE SUCH A SNITCH

↳ marco_o: oh my god

iampops: How do I add a caption on Instagram posts

↳ p1rateking_luffy: HAPQPY BIRTHDYA ACE! (liked by ace, _ynln)

↳ ace: thanks luffy!

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_ynln: worth it ❕❕

tagged: ace

marco_o: oh my god this is why we don't trust you guys unsupervised

↳ _ynln: i know u love us (liked by ace)

↳ marco_o: you guys make me want to throw myself off board

↳ marco_o: im losing hair cause of you two

↳ ace: like you had much to begin with LMFOAOO 💀💀

↳ _ynln: 🤣🤣

↳ marco_o: im letting both of u die

izou.u: are you guys the reason why the bathroom looks like shit

↳ ace: it's yn's fault ☝️

↳ _ynln: WTF HOW IS THIS MY FAULT

↳ _ynln: YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SAID 'wHaT iF wE jUmPEd?' AND THEN CANONBALLED

↳ ace: LMFAOOAOO IT WAS SO FUNNY 🤣

iampops: Sons tell me how to add a caption on Instagram posts

chef.thatch: I lose braincells whenever I am near these idiots (liked by _ynln)

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_ynln: if he isn't dreaming about me, im going to sell him to the marines 😪😪

tagged: ace

izou.u: is he even breathing in the second photo

↳ marco_o: i hope not

ace: whaattt of course i was dreaming about you my pookie dookie sugar bear cupcake frappe 😜😍🥰😘🤩❤️‍🔥💕💞💖

↳ saaaa_bo: ew

↳ saaaa_bo: kudos to yn for taking one for the team and dating u

↳ _ynln: i can already hear my 550,000,000 berries from here

↳ _ynln: @saaa_bo FRRR YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT HAS MY BACK ☝️☝️

iampops: Sons I've been asking for a week. How do I add a caption on Instagram posts?

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ace: my favourite girl ❣️❣️

marco is my favourite of all time

tagged: _ynln

_ynln: everyone don't be fooled, he tackled me into the ocean straight after this 😐😐

↳ ace: my mum told me to chase my dreams, not my fault my dream tried to run away 🥱

↳ _ynln: YOU STARTED SPRINTING AT ME WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO

↳ ace: start sprinting towards me at the same time 🤩🤩

lovenami: omg @_ynln you ate in this photo

↳ _ynln: NAMI OMG ILY 💞💞

p1rateking_luffy: HEHE MY FUTURE SISTER IN LAW

↳ ace: bet

↳ _ynln: wait what

↳ iampops: yn how do I add a caption on Instagram posts?

↳ _ynln: pops omg you're showing your age rn

marco_o: jesus christ delete the second part of that caption

↳ ace: stop being shy 😚😚

yamatototo: yn needs to be saved 💀💀 (liked by _ynln)

_ynln 36m

[_ynln] ace replied to your story: marco said it was payback for destroying the bathroom, you're next 🤷

#one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece x reader #one piece smau #one piece imagine #luffy x reader #smau #one piece x you #one piece fluff #one piece scenario #ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader #ace headcanons #sabo x reader #ace x yn #marco x reader #thatch x reader #izou x reader

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graciegoeskrazy · 10 months

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do u think i have forgotten

george daniel + xcx!stepdaughter!reader

warnings: none?

a/n: HI WERE BACK WITH A GEORGE REQUEST. requested by a friend of mine who requested to stay anonymous! you know who u are and i hope u enjoy!!! been getting a HEFTY amount of george requests. not that i’m complaining i absolutely LOVE them and im really happy with how they are turning out! thank u for all the love your giving me. it makes me smile so so so much and i appreciate it more than u know. 💞

reader is about 12

Once school got out your mom was always standing in front of the school waiting to pick you up. When you got outside of the front doors you scanned the courtyard for her but didn’t see her. You did, however, see a man leaning against a light pole smoking and scrolling on his phone. You went up to him and playfully tapped him on his shoulder, trying to scare him a little. “Excuse me, sir.” George looked up at you. “This is a smoke-free campus.” You said jokingly.

He smiled before replying. “Oh, sorry. My daughter takes 10 whole minutes to pack up her school bag and I got bored.”

“Ha.” You said, rolling your eyes. He smiled and stomped the cig out.

You crossed your arms and furrowed your brows “What are you doing here?”

He leaned against the pole. “Change of plans. Momma has to stay at the studio late tonight.”

“Good! You and I can eat at the place I love but mom hates for dinner.” You started walking towards the parking lot but he put an arm out and stopped you. “Actually…I was thinking we stop somewhere first.” you tilted your head and he did the same. “Ice cream?” He asked and shrugged.

You smiled. “What’s gotten into you, Mr. Daniel?”

He smiled and wrapped an arm around you as you both walked to the car.

…

You and George sat down at a small outside table. You had ordered your usual and George had to stop eating for a moment to look at you and how fast you were eating.

“That good?” He asked.

“Fuck, yes.” You said.

“Hey! Language!” he lightly hit your arm.

“Where’d you think I learned it from?” You said, rolling your eyes.

“Fair.”

After a second he spoke up again. “How was school.”

“Boring.” You said shrugging.

“You always say that.”

“Because it is. It’s middle school what did you expect.”

He shrugged. “Nothing new or exciting?”

“There’s a school dance coming up? It’s not exciting though. It’s more annoying than anything.”

He looked up at you. “Annoying? Why?”

“Because every single girl in my class is obsessing over what they’re wearing or who their date is gonna be and it's fucking annoying.”

“Why?”

“I don't know. I just don’t understand it.”

“Understand what? Love?” He asked, chuckling.

“Yes! It’s so frustrating. Like, you’re twelve, calm the fuck down.”

He smiled. “You’ll understand when you’re older.”

You looked up at him. “I hope not.”

After a second of comfortable silence, George went for it. “So…I was thinking about something.”

“That’s dangerous.”

“Ha.” He said, rolling his eyes.

You smiled. “What is it?” You asked.

“It’s…complicated.”

“What is?”

“What I need to ask you.” His demeanor changed which shocked you.

“Is it serious?” You asked

“Very.” He said, flaring his brows.

“Well, now you’re scarring me.” You took another lick of your ice cream.

“Just…well...Would you rather me tell you or show you?”

You thought for a second, then, “...Heads of tails?”

“Heads.”

“Show me.” You said.

George reached in his coat pocket pulled out a ring box and put it in the center of the table without saying another word. You stopped eating and stared at it for a few moments before finally speaking.

“Is that what I think it is?” You whispered.

George cleared his throat before speaking. “Usually the groom asks the bride’s parents for permission but, you seem more important to ask.”

You but your ice cream to the side. George continued. “Y/n…I love your mom. And I know you’re young and you don’t fully understand it yet but…this feeling of love that I have…It’s telling me that I love your mom so much that I need to spend the rest of my life with her.” A tear fell down your face. George kept going. “And yeah, sure, I can marry her and spend the rest of my life with her and do whatever the fuck I want, but I can’t do it knowing you wouldn't want me to.”

He sighed.“If you don’t want me to do it. I won’t. It’s as simple as that-”

Your brows furrowed and you looked up at him. Choking on your tears as you spoke. “Woah, you can’t make me make that decision-”

“It won't matter. Because either way I’m here to stay. We both know that. You saying yes just makes it official.” he took your hand from across the table.

“Love, we spent so long and worked so hard to get where we are today. Years ago you wouldn't even look my way and now you can’t live without telling me every mundane detail about your day or updating me on the latest thing Taylor Swift has done. The last thing I want to do is ruin what we have.”

You whipped your tears but it didn’t matter because more and more just kept coming. “Does that mean you’d be my dad?” He squeezed your hand and smiled.

“You’ve always been my daughter, y/n. It doesn't matter if it’s on paper, or by marriage, or by blood…you are mine.”

You took away your hand, sat up, and whipped your tears.

“Took you long enough man.”

#the 1975 #x daughter!reader #x stepdaughter!reader #george daniel #george daniel x reader #george daniel x you

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lavendel081 · 1 year

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HELLO JUST WANTED TO SCREAM AT THE WAy U DRAW SEBASTIAN,,, I WANNA EAT HIM OR HAVE HIM EAT ME OR MAYBE EAT UR ART ITSELF??? its so good i swear i really really love your art!! thanks for drawing stardew valley and im really happy that u enjoy it,,, and very thankful that seb is ur favorite!! i hope u have lots of good memories with the game this year (totally not because i want to see more of ur amazing art <3)

how u draw seb's hair has me going feral fr thanks again for your time effort and for sharing your art with us!! 💞💞💞💝💓💘💗💖💝💕♥️♥️❣️💞♥️💓💘💖

This Took forever to get to but THANK YOU so much, whenever i Check my Inbox and See this Message I get so incredibly soft and feel so Happy🫶🫶💜💜

Thank you soso much for liking my Art and taking the time to write me this, Like I cant thank you enough💜💜💜💜

I also Hope to continue creating Happy Memories with this Game and Sharing them with everyone🫶💜interacting with you Guys is really what gives me Energy and makes me keep going💜💜🫶🫶thank you again

#stardew valley #yomi art #stardew cope #sdv sebastian #stardew sebastian #yomi ask

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taintedtort · 2 years

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heeeey! Im anon who asked for an idea with being comforted by characters after reader was hurt! i looove how you wrote it and it was soooo amazing!i love all parts you wrote but scaras is the bestest! Thank youuuuu!!but can i ask for a part 2 just with more other characters?with Albedo and Lumine and Shenhe and Ganyu???im not sure if you write for women too so if not them then maybe Childe too?Lumine is just so cool and awww i want her to give me a big hug so bad sometimes! But you dont have to do this i just hope u know how much your works mean to mee💕💕💞💕💞💓you cant imagine how sweet it felt to read it when i feel down it helped a whole lot! Thank you again!

prompt ✧ them comforting you pt 2

characters ✧ albedo, lumine, shenhe, ganyu

warnings ✧ gn!reader, hurt/comfort

a/n ✧ hello returning anon! i loved writing the first one and i’ve also been wanting to write with female characters so thank you so much!! i’m extremely happy that you enjoy my posts, srsly made me smile so big when i read this

ALBEDO

�� when you arrived back to his shelter in Dragonspine, he noticed something was off. he had sent you into Mondstadt so retrieve some items for his experiments. of course, he knew you weren’t one of his assistants but you always insisted on helping with whatever he needed, so he sometimes takes advantage of your kindness to save himself the trip. this time however, you came back with a certain mood surrounding you. before you left you gave him a big kiss on the cheek before setting out with a happy smile, but now that smile is gone. he asked you what was wrong, but dropped it when you replied with a simple "nothing." he wasn’t completely in tune with his own emotions, let alone someone else’s so he sort of assumed he was overthinking and there really was nothing wrong. after a handful of hours passed by, he was painfully aware of your distant mannerisms. he obviously pestered you, he was sure that there was something the matter. once you told him that some people in town had some nasty things about you, he understood immediately. he knew as a boyfriend he was to stay and comfort you, so that’s exactly what he did. wrapped you in a blanket to shield you from the cold air and leaned you against him. the two of you sat in silence as you let yourself rid the negative thoughts and instead focus on albedo, the man who loves you.

"im sorry, i should’ve known."

LUMINE

✧ instantly knew something was the matter when she returned to you from wandering around the new town you two were in. she had a commission to complete so she had been walking and asking the town people about any sightings. she insisted you sat so you didn’t tire yourself with unnecessary walking. however, she soon regretting that decision when she saw the dejected look on your face. automatically assumed you thought she had forgotten about her, so she hurried over with a big smile while calling out your name. when you gave back a tiny forced smile, her brows furrowed with confusion. asked you if you were alright, and when you saw the look on her face you instantly spilled your guts. you told her about the people passing by that had taunted you, which made paimon immediately ask what they looked like and claim she would 'kick their butts'. with your reassurance lumine and her companion calmed down enough to realize that you just needed to be reassured. she grabbed your hands and pulled you up from your seat before wrapping her arms around you and placing a kiss to your cheek. you hugged her back and placed your face to her neck, basking in her presence to help you calm down. she stood and held you till you pulled away, this time giving her a genuine smile.

"im here now, no one will bother you again."

SHENHE

✧ she doesn’t totally understand the way of humans or how they think yet, but she’s observant enough of you to where she knew something was bothering you. she had been busy all day, but when she finally got the time to come see you, she was immediately worried. she spotted you first while you were completely oblivious to her eyes on you. she saw tears sliding down your cheeks and heard your sniffles. she yearned to comfort you, but she didn’t know if you wanted to be alone at the moment. she mulled it over and decided that she’d take the risk and confront you. when you finally noticed her walking towards you, thanks to her purposefully loud steps, you started wiping your face with the back of your hands. you felt your cheeks heating up, she wasn’t looking at you which meant she already saw you crying and was trying to give you privacy while you composed yourself. that realization brought more tears to your eyes, she was so considerate and the hateful words those people yelled at you echoed in your head. when she finally reached you she slowly lifted her gaze and softly asked you if you were alright and if you wished to talk about it. you didn’t reply and just lunged at her with a hug, trying to drown out your crying in her shoulder. she let you cling to her and let your emotions out before questioning you further. after you sniffed for the last time and rose from her shoulder, she swiped your hair from your face and asked what was wrong. after vaguely telling the story, she had a sharp look in her eyes. didn’t reply and just hugged you again, but later severely went out and dealt with said people herself.

"worry not, i’m always here for you."

GANYU

✧ as someone whos insecure herself, she knows what it looks like. she felt immense worry for you after she saw your expression when she got done with work duties for the day. completely ignored the stares of bystanders as she instantly rushed to you and cupped your cheeks, asking what was the matter. you knew you couldn’t lie to her so you told her the truth. you told her about what a group of citizens said to you, the malice clear in their voices. your eyes averted hers the entire time you spoke, but she kept hers trained on you, her hands not moving from their loving position on your face. once you finished she sighed and shared a similar experience of her own. she shared the negative thoughts she has after people say things about her. gave you a pep talk and some very good advice and then assured you that she loves you the way you are. when she finished your eyes were glossy and you couldn’t help but land a kiss to her lips in a silent thank you. wrapped your arms around her neck and then gave her a speech about how much you adore her and wouldn’t change a single thing. you two ended up an emotional, loving mess and stayed wrapped in each others embrace for a few dragged out moments.

"ive felt what you’re feeling, but i love you for you and nothing will change that."

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