#I MEAN OFC HE KNEW BEFORE BUT HE ADMITTED IT!!

[killinfate]

Helloo. I just saw the fnaf movie yesterday and it was amazing to me. Wanted to ask if you could write dating/being in love with Mike would include and knowing him since childhood and know what he is going through (because the parents knew each other)

ofc!

DATING MIKE SCHMIDT WOULD INCLUDE

MIKE SCHMIDT X READER

— Naturally from his past Mike was fairly shaken up throughout his childhood yet you remained his friend, attempting to give him some normality and continue to experience childhood.

— He appreciated you for it, you were the only person he could confine in without being told to “move on”. You knew how Garett’s death had affected Mike and didn’t try to give him useless advice.

— It took Mike awhile to admit his feelings for you despite how many years he’d held them in for. He was patient, believing due to his lack of relationship experience and his nightmare fuelled nights he’d be no good for you.

— Mike also valued your friendship meaning he’d rather push away whatever he felt for you in order to keep your friendship. However that promise to himself didn’t last long and luckily his feelings were reciprocated.

— At first he was awkward around giving affection but he soon got comfortable with it once he realised you were comfortable too.

— It took him a few weeks to say “I love you” despite the fact he’d loved you for years. It was easier in his head. After he said it once with certainty, he said it more frequently.

— He’ll give you lingering kisses on your forehead and found it comforting and reassuring. He’ll give you quick kisses on the cheek and lips before work followed by “I love you.”

— (might make an imagine for this) Of course there are his nightmares where he’d flinch awake. You hug him from behind and kiss the back of his neck until he relaxes. He never really falls back asleep but he enjoys your comfort, assured you’re still there with him. Somewhere in the night you’ll stir and turn over, unknowingly letting go of him. He’ll end up turning over and hugging you from behind instead, his head resting just beneath your shoulder.

— After his experience at Freddy’s he likes having you close. He likes knowing where you are and will give you frequent texts to ask how you’re doing. Sometimes Mike worries he does this too much but the underlying fear of losing you is constant.

— Most dates are spent at his house, the two of you preferring the comfort of the home instead of a restaurant. You’ll get takeaway, throw on some shitty movie neither of you probably won’t enjoy but won’t mention and eventually fall asleep against each other on the couch. Usually you’ll only go to restaurants on special occasions; on yours, Mike’s or Abby’s birthday or an anniversary.

— You sometimes babysat Abby before and after getting with Mike and she loves you. She seizes any opportunity to tease Mike about you.

— You and Mike both have a sarcastic sense of humour and usually it makes up some amusing conversations between the two of you, meaning a lot of banter.

— Overall Mike is comfortable with you and can sometimes be protective and defensive which he apologises for. It’ll always comes down to the risk of losing you.

[turcott3]

west side

lando norris x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, alcohol, smut, p in v, creampie, and ofc as per usual!!!!! fluff!!!!!

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~i’m gonna make you want more, i’m gonna be your new favorite~

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you laid on the couch with a glass of wine, chatting with lando, who you became friends with through your cousin. the two of you had grown somewhat close, however, you always felt a bit of tension when you were together, but you couldn’t put your finger on it. the two of you sat watching youtube downing drinks. you were already past the point of a buzz, you were a bit tipsy. both of you were.

“i feel like i haven’t had sex in so long.”

“lando is the middle of the season, that checks out.” you laugh.

“yeah but like, it kinda sucks.”

“you like to get your dick wet huh?” you laugh.

“yep, no shame in it.” he admits confidently.

“you wanna know something crazy?” you say picking up your glass.

“hit me.”

“a man has never made me finish.”

“really?” he gasps.

“nope, only i’ve been able to accomplish that shit myself.” you say, face slightly pink at the fact that you admitted that to him.

“wow.” he scoffs.

“i wish i knew what it felt like to cum at the hands of someone else.” you continue, digging yourself a deeper hole.

“well i can show you, if you want.” he states taking a sip. you didn’t know why, but suddenly your heart dropped.

“oh uh, i mean you dont have to-“

“maybe i want to? i’m not pity fucking you y/n. you’re gorgeous.” he replies. you couldn’t help the blush that creeped onto your face at his words. you scooted close to him boldly, taking his face into your hands, connecting your lips lazily. you could taste the alcohol on both of your breaths, becoming more intoxicated by the second. not more drunk, but more horny.

“lay down for me sweetheart.” he states as you pull away. you pull your shirt over your head, exposing yourself to him. you lay back and he crawls over you, attaching his lips to your neck as your fingers pulled at his curls.

“lando please.” you beg, tugging at the brunette’s curls lightly. he pulls away giggling.

“so anxious.” he teases, helping you pull your pants off before discarding all of his own. you scanned his dark, toned body up and down, observing the way the light hit all of his muscles perfectly. you couldn’t believe the sight in front of you. maybe the tension you couldn’t land you mind on, was sexual all along.

“i wanna do this the right way. so before you ask, no, i’m not eating you out. as much as i want to.” he smirks, leaning over you attaching your lips.

“don’t care, just want you in me.” you mumbled as you watched him rub himself hard.

“what’s that pretty girl?” he replies not hearing you.

“lan please, fuck me.” you say just a little louder and he smirks. he sits up positioning himself between your legs, running his hard cock through your folds before pushing himself into your wet pussy.

“god so wet for me huh princess?” he giggles as you attempt to gain your composure. you grip onto his shoulders as your head remained still between his hands that were on either side of you. he thrusted into you deeply, wrapping your legs around his hips. so far everything felt good. with every thrust he stretched you to a new level, his tip brushing the sensitive spot in your core.

“fuck lando.” you moan out.

“yeah you like that huh?” he grunts and all you can do is nod. your nails dug into his shoulders harshly. your moans beginning to be drowned out by the sound of his skin slapping against yours as he picked up his speed. he brought his lips to yours to quiet you down as your moans became yelps.

“shhh baby, you’re gonna wake up the neighbors.” he coos in your ear before replanting his lips onto yours. his kiss had become addicting to you, almost more so than the way his dick was pounding into you. he pulled out of you to roll over and get up on all fours, he plunged back into you easily, fucking you deeper and harder than before. you were a moaning mess, tears welling up in your eyes.

“oh my god.” you say. the familiar feeling of your orgasm was close. closer than you thought. it came out of nowhere.

“you gonna cum for me?” he smirks.

“fuck yes i think i a- oh my god.” you begin, interrupted by an orgasm ripping through your abdomen.

“good girl.” he mutters in your ear, slowing down his thrusts as you began to come down, your legs quivering slightly.

“oh my god, you made me fucking cum.” you giggle as he came to a stop, pulling out of you.

“told you.” he smirks.

“you’re fucking incredible.” you say grabbing onto his face and bringing him in for a deep kiss.

“too bad i didn’t get my turn.” he frowns jokingly.

“now hold on, that would be unfair of me. sit down.” you say and he does as he’s told. you straddle his hips shakily, sinking yourself onto him. you felt yourself get horny all over again. he placed his hands on your hips, assisting you in bouncing up and down on his thick cock. you knew he wasn’t gonna last long at the way he grunted every time you came down. you laid a kiss on his lips, lingering until you felt his cock twitch and spill his climax deep into you. you fucked him until he was dry.

“fucking hell.” he grunts leaning his head back to look at the ceiling.

“fuck this is gonna be messy.” you groan realizing the mess you’d make once you stood up.

“i mean you could just not move.” he suggests, his brain currently replaced by dick.

“very funny.” you reply slapping him lightly on the chest as you pull him out of you, the mixture of your climaxes forming a small puddle around the base of his cock. you dropped to your knees, sucking him clean of the juices, his jaw dropping at the sight.

“better?” you reply wiping your mouth.

“uh huh.” he replies, no words forming.

“uh here’s your clothes, i know you have practice tomorrow i don’t wanna keep you all night.” you reply picking his clothes up off the floor. you weren’t sure why you felt the need to tell him he could leave. you knew you cared about him but you didn’t know his feelings towards you.

shit for all you knew you liked him. after all he was the only man that knew how to make you finish. he was your new favorite.

“is it alright if i stay?” he asks, scratching the back of his head.

“oh uh- yes of course. i just wasn’t sure that you’d want to.”

“of course i do, what do you think this is? i didn’t fuck you out of pity, i told you that.” he giggles pulling his boxers back on and laying back on the couch.

“come here pretty girl.” he says opening his arms to you as you pulled your baggy tshirt over your head. you positioned yourself between his legs, laying your head on his chest as he strokes your hair.

“i’m glad you didn’t want to leave.” you mumble.

“what was that?”

“i’m glad you didn’t want to leave.” you state louder, leaning up to look at him. he replies by guiding your lips back to his, his tongue plunging into your mouth with ease.

“so what do we do now?” you reply giggling, pulling away from him.

“you busy tomorrow? i got a paddock pass.” he smiles.

“i’ll clear my schedule.” you blush, laying your head against his chest, dozing off to the sound of his slow heart beat and the feeling of his fingers running delicately through your hair.

“sweet dreams my pretty girl.” he whispers, that being the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep.

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[kolsmikaelson]

AND THEN THERE WERE THREE…

NOTES — just saw challengers today and absolutely needed to write smth for these two! only used a gif of art because theres none of the two of them and almost none for patrick </3, i’m a little rusty with smut so bare with me

WARNINGS — 18+ content mdni, slight challengers 2024 spoilers, fem!reader, kinda dom!art, pure smut/little plot, art/patrick interactions, talk of previous art/patrick sexual encounters, spit play, oral (m receiving), tit sucking, dirty talk, mentions of anal, little bit of aftercare, not proofread, lmk if i forgot anything!

REQUEST — Pls write a smut fic with reader and Art fucking in the hotel room (with Patrick watching) and reader asking if Patrick can join them and ofc Art can’t say no because he finds the idea of this super hot. Maybe reader makes Art and Patrick make out like in the movie 👀

WORD COUNT — 1.6k

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None of you were too sure how exactly this had started. You, Art, and Patrick had stumbled back into their hotel room after leaving the beach, each of you finding your own place to sit after Patrick opened up a beer, took a swig, and passed the can to you. You’d taken a seat closer to Art, having naturally gravitated towards him more so than Patrick. And quickly, you and Art were making out, leaving Patrick to watch. 

You blamed the beer. And the fact that you found both Art and Patrick incredibly hot. One minute you’re at a party, dedicated to your best friend, Tashi Duncan, and the next you’re sitting on the beach being invited back to the guys’ hotel room, and the next after that, Art is stripping you of your clothes while Patrick takes a seat leaned up against the wall opposite the foot of the bed. 

“Can I-” He begins, fingers fiddling with the hem of your shirt, desperation clear in his eyes. At your nod, Art quickly yanks your shirt over your head and immediately pulls your body flush against his. He’s planting soft, wet kisses up and down your neck as his fingers work the back of your bra. His eyes widen the moment it drops to the ground. 

Giving you a moment's glance he quickly sucks one nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking and biting. Feeling as though he’s neglected the other one, he pinches and tugs on the opposite nipple, smiling around the one in his mouth at the moans you let out. 

“Yeah, baby? You like this? Me with your tits in my mouth and my best friend jerking off while watching us?”

For a moment, you’d forgotten about Patrick. Your eyes shoot open, landing on him instantly. The sight of him, slouched against the wall, his hand already wrapped around his cock, with his eyes fixated on both you and Art. He looked so hot, you weren’t sure how you’d forgotten that he was even there. 

“Mhm, ‘s hot.” you admitted, turning Arts face back to you, tugging his bottom lip back into your mouth. The blond pushes you back onto the beds that were pushed together - Patrick’s idea if anyone were to ask - and begins kissing up your stomach only stopping long enough to kiss each of your nipples. He grabs your face, pushing his fingers into your cheeks, making you open your mouth, before letting a large glob of spit fall from his mouth into yours. 

“Swallow.” He smiles when you do so without complaint, even going as far as to look as if you wanted him to do it again. 

Patrick moans at that, louder than before. Sure he and Art had messed around before, when they were both single and bored and needed a good fuck, that wasn’t new, but hearing that commanding tone in the blonds voice sent a shiver down his spine. 

“God, that was hot.” Patrick sighs, laughing when Art gives him the finger. 

“Fuck off, Patrick.” Both of them know he doesn’t mean it, if he wasn’t wanted there, you or Art would’ve said something, but you didn’t. whether Art knew it or not, both you and he wanted him to stay, and keep watching.

At some point during that interaction, you weren’t sure when exactly, Art had shed his pants and underwear. He was dragging the tip up and down your slit, up and down, stopping every few seconds to slap your clit with it. When your eyes finally landed on his length, it made your jaw drop. He was big, bigger than you’d seen before, he was long and girthy with veins running along the bottom of it. 

He slowly slides into you, admiring the look of pure bliss on your face. He’d never seen anyone look so angelic. The closest comparison he could make was how Patrick looked when he’d first given him a blow job. He wouldn’t call the look on Patrick's face angelic perse, but it was hot, really hot. The reminder of that, and the way you’ve begun clenching around him, spurs him into you. His hips snapping into yours, his heavy balls hitting your ass with each thrust. It was unlike anything either of you had felt before. 

I want him to join.

You weren’t sure that the words had actually left your mouth until the blond on top of you stopped his thrusts, looking into your eyes for a moment. 

“That what you want, baby?” He murmurs, kissing sloppily up and down your neck, shivers running through your entire body at his touch. His fingers falling to your clit, flicking at it. The pleasure was almost enough to make you forget that he’d even asked a question. 

Almost. 

“Please,” Even in your fucked out state, you couldn’t help but want more. 

“Come on, Zweig. You heard her.” Patrick grins, hopping to his feet, although slightly hesitant. He wasn’t sure where to go, or what to do. But his nerves dissolved the moment Art turned around, and gave him that look, one that he knew meant that everything would be okay. It meant that he just needed to get over himself and have a good time, everything would work out. After that he’s on the move towards you, giving Art a harsh slap to the ass as he goes past him, laughing when Art swats back at him. 

Patrick all but flies onto the bed, having kicked his underwear off the moment he stood up, and his shirt is long gone, a mix of yours, his, and Arts clothes are scattered around the hotel room, sure to have lost at least one thing. But none of you had it in you to care, too overwhelmed with pleasure. Your mouth opens before he’s even fully on the bed, but he gets the message, quickly positioning his tip in front of your mouth, thrusting a few times before losing control and fucking your throat. 

The three of you move in tandem for minutes, or maybe it was hours, Art would thrust into you, rubbing your clit with his fingers, while Patrick would be pulling himself out of your mouth at the same time. It felt as though this was a regular occurrence, as though it were normal. And god did you hope it would become a normal thing. The three of you, together, making each other feel good. 

Tapping Patricks thigh lightly, you hum happily when he pulls out of your mouth, giggling at how quickly he begins to check and make sure you’re okay. 

“What? What’s wrong? Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” The words come out of his mouth at lightning speed and it’s difficult for you to understand, but Art had and his thrusts slowed to a stop, hands leaving your body, giving you a questioning look as if repeating everything his friend had just said. 

“I’m fine baby,” And then you say something neither of them could quite hear. 

“Gotta speak up for us, sweetheart. Can’t do what you want us to do otherwise.” That comes from Patrick, Art nodding along with him. 

“Want you two to kiss.” The words fly out of your lips and you’re suddenly shy, pressing your face into Patricks thigh, nipping at it softly. 

Both men smirk at you before making eye contact with each other, giving a subtle nod. 

“Well c’mon man, you know how I like it.”

The combination of Arts words, his sudden thrusts and Patrick taking it upon himself to flick at your clit, push you over the edge. The power of your orgasm makes your legs shake, your mind empty of anything this isn’t you, Patrick, or Art. 

They’re still kissing, it’s all teeth and tongue and spit. It’s messy, and it only stops long enough for Arts mouth to fall open, moans spilling out as he comes inside of you, hot spurts of his come flooding your insides, leaving a white ring around the base of his cock as he fucks you through both of your orgasms. 

At this point, Patrick has taken a step back, and is watching again. He’s stroking himself with one hand, squeezing just right and out of nowhere, Art reaches out, cupping the dark haired man's balls, tugging and rubbing on them just the way Patrick likes. The added pleasure sends him crashing over the edge, he barely has the time to move and aim his cum to where you and Art are connected, spilling himself all over your cunt and Arts cock. 

Art pulls out and the three of you fall into a pile of heavy breathing, sweat, spit, and cum on the beds pushed into the middle of the room. Once you all catch your breath, Patrick is the first to speak. 

“Wow.” It was simple, but it made you all burst out laughing. 

“Wow, indeed.” you murmur, pressing a kiss to his pec, turning to do the same to Art. 

“That was fucking hot.” Arts words make you all giggle yet again. 

“Okay,” Patrick leans you into Art and pushes himself off of the bed, “‘m gonna get you two cleaned up, be right back.” He reassures you, hearing you whine at losing his presence. He comes back with a warm washcloth in hand, and a small cup of water in his other. He hands the water to Art motioning for him to take a drink and then give you some as well, while he bends at the waist, resting his knees on the floor and taking the cloth to your core, cleaning you as gently as he could before moving onto Art. Tossing the cloth to the corner of the room he pulls both you and Art into his embrace, enjoying the quiet for a moment before you break the silence. 

“Round two? Whoever makes me cum harder gets to fuck me here first.” You smile slyly, placing your hand on your ass, giggling when Patrick snatches you from Arts hold, muttering something about how he ‘got you first last time and that it’s his turn now.’

[taegularities]

heaven to you (teaser) | myg & jjk (m)

Summary: A casual hook up morphs into a fierce fever dream when roommates slash best friends Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook bring heaven and hell to you – all at once, in one single night.

➳ pairing: Yoongi x reader x Jungkook ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: kind of fwb, threesome, college au; fluff, hella smut ➳ warnings: lmfao buckle up, there'll be quite a few warnings for this one :') yoongi and oc are fwb, teasing, flirting, kissing booth stuff, jk wears glasses and has long hair (manbun beloved), yoongi and jk are both so cocky :'), but so is oc, sexual tension, mid-sex convos, threesome ofc, dom yoongi n jk, explicit sexual content, such as double penetration, degradation, spit stuff, manhandling,.. (will expand on this once the full thing drops – but it's a whole lot 😄), they do some weird ass stuff during sex lol but it's such a fun piece, aftercare, valentino yoongi and ck jk!! THE ENDINGGGGG LMFAO ➳ est. wc: 12-15k 😁 1.5k for the teaser!! ➳ a/n: so :’) this had been in planning since? december? i knew i wanted to do a lil something for the milestone, but that lil something turned into… whatever demonic hell this is LOL. back to the ruin you days, i guess. am super excited for this to finally drop. gonna give y'all the best version of it possible, love you <3

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No matter how fatigued you feel, you’re determined to see this thing through.

Today’s event might have tired you out, but Yoongi’s tongue was quick to bring you back into the land of the living. You’d never admit it to him, but no college responsibility could force you away from the sins he always offers to you.

And two rooms from here, he’s waiting to send you down that spiral again.

You shudder in excitement.

You lift your body off the toilet seat and wash your hands; one last glance into the mirror as you crack your joints. You’d put a gym session into tomorrow’s schedule, but tonight might just serve as exercise enough.

Deep breath in, you step out with strengthened enthusiasm. You brace yourself for whatever’s to come, but what you don’t expect is the presence awaiting you outside the bathroom.

Your fingers halt over the door handle; a light smile creeps upon your face when you see him leaning against the wall.

Eyes shift from bottom to top slowly.

He’s gorgeous. Sculpted and tall. One of his legs is angled, heel against the wall; so you see how thick and strong his thighs are even through his baggy joggers.

And you don’t think he had his hair in this damn bun before; it presses against the wall. Combined with the glasses on his nose, he emanates some type of… innocence.

But you know Jeon Jungkook. And he’s far from the purity you’re so foolishly perceiving right now.

His head moves when he registers your light steps, meeting your eyes so nonchalantly that you trash all prior thoughts of innocence once and for all. You don’t ask what he’s thinking or what he wants. You assume he was merely waiting for his turn to enter the loo.

Jungkook’s plans for tonight, different from yours, probably consist of taking a good shit, seeking a filling meal and drowning in a good night’s sleep. That’s what you think, at least.

But as you move across the hall and towards him, he doesn’t walk past you, doesn’t target the bathroom.

Instead, he keeps looking at you.

And something in his gaze suggests that he’s not quite done talking to you; something of the awkward conversation in the living room still remains. 

Yet, he doesn’t speak.

So, you do, “What?”

“Hm?” he voices, a head tilt suggesting surprise, but you know he’s fucking with you. “Nothing. Was gonna pee.”

“Right.” You don’t move from your spot yet. Fold your arms under your chest. His pupils flit down for a second and then up to your face again; weirdly proud, you press your tits up some more. “Then go.”

“Alright, boss,” he rolls his eyes at you, pushing past you with a light brush of your shoulders, “I’ll go.”

And he does. Doesn’t mean you trust him. So you remain and wait.

Wait a minute longer. When he comes out, you’re still standing there.

He doesn’t look surprised. Just trudges towards you with half damp hands in the pockets of his sweats, sly smile on a pretty face until you speak and it drops.

“Was that off putting to you? You really don’t want it?”

There’s a rapid upward movement of one of his eyebrows, and he feigns the confusion perfectly as he asks, “Want what?”

“To join us.”

He puffs out a mocking laugh. Looks to the side, enough for you to admire his chiselled features. A jaw as sharp as a razorblade. Mole on his neck. Wanna kiss.

Then, he asks, “You were actually serious? Like, you still are?”

“Do I look unserious to you?”

Your blinking is supposed to be cute, but he doesn’t fall for it. You clench your jaw; you know he doesn’t want to reject you. You see it in his movements.

So you try, “Or are you just not made for it?”

Which seems to trigger just the right amount of ego in him. Because he laughs again, forming a circle with his lips, and lets out a little, “Ohhh,” as though you’re challenging him. Which, in some ways…

Before you know it, his scent wafts towards you. Soapy, pleasant. He’s close enough to trap you — which, to your surprise, he suddenly does.

One arm on each side of your head, he closes in. Your head moves immediately, your gaze set on his colourful tattoos. When you look at him again, the infuriating, lopsided signature smirk makes your eyes roll — a coping mechanism in a situation like this.

You won't reveal that the sudden movement sent a shiver down your spine, or that you held your breath for a moment possibly long enough for him to notice.

So eye rolling it is, disguising the wavering self-control as annoyance when he explains, “This wouldn’t be my first time, babe. Yoongi and I don’t mind sharing.”

His breath is warm, minty. Did he chew gum before?

You gulp.

“But,” he continues, tilting his head; you nearly expect him to kiss you. But he doesn’t. “You’re not exactly the type of girl I usually fuck with.”

Not his type of girl, huh?

Rude.

“Why not?” you ask. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

He shrugs his shoulders.

You see your reflection in his glasses — so far, you seem composed. Though less when he says, “You like leaving people and things broken. You get bored fast.”

Ouch. You wish he was lying.

It’s not like you do it on purpose. People catch feelings fast — you don’t. You make your intentions clear; the times things broke weren’t because you intended them to.

But…

You’re surprised he knows about this at all. You know Jungkook isn’t one to do feelings either; Yoongi told you. Perhaps he’s divulged your philosophies, too.

“So do you,” you answer.

“You got bored of Yoongi really fucking fast, too.”

“Not true. I’m still here.”

“You are now. You haven’t been for quite a while, right?”

You silence. What the hell does he mean?

Bewildered, you stare at him; if he wasn’t surrounded by this odd mystery, you’d push him away again. But he wants to rile you up, and you know you can take a lot more than that.

When you don’t answer, he pulls away, tugging back one or two escaped hair strands. Your eyes follow as he secures them behind his left ear, adorned by two earrings.

But when he raises an eyebrow in question, you awaken again, assuring him that, “You don’t have to. Yoongi and I can just do our thing and you… I don’t know. Have a good night, I suppose.”

You nod once and then push your body off the wall, glad you’re not sandwiched between it and Jungkook anymore. But before you can escape into your friend’s bedroom, a strong hand pulls you back.

You gasp, not anticipating the bold grip, flashing a glare to the veins on the back of his hand as you ask, “What? Didn’t mock me enough or—”

“You won’t ask again?” he has the audacity to inquire.

“You can’t be serious,” you scold, eyes wide. You can’t get out of his hold, so you don’t try just yet. “I’m gonna go. He’s already lighting candles or whatever.”

Jungkook chuckles. “As if. He doesn’t do that shit.”

“True,” you admit, “well, but he is waiting for me. Was waiting for you, too.”

“For me, huh?”

His grin is dorky. The following pout even more so. Horny moods make him cocky, but you remember from every other time you saw him at their dorm how freaking annoying he was.

A likeable annoying, you must admit. Capable of sweet smiles and funny jokes and absolute dumbass behaviour.

Like now.

“Awwh. Man, I saw him just this morning,” he says, loosening his grip around your wrist, pushing his glasses up his nose. “I understand if you missed me, but he really didn’t have to.”

You grimace. “You’re an idiot.”

“Yeah. Just so you know, when you call someone an idiot, you—”

“Alright. I’m leaving.”

Which you do. With absolute confidence.

Throwing your hair back and moving your hips. But what you also do is look back once you’ve taken a couple steps, nodding into the general direction of the bedroom. 

Granting him a boost of confidence as you give into his wishes and ask again.

“Are you coming or?”

“Uhm—”

“Isn’t that why you wouldn’t let me go?” If he rejects you now, you’ll walk away. End of story. “Or why you’re looking at me like that.”

He doesn’t answer. Caught red-handed.

He seems to contemplate it. Is eyeing you carefully, amused beyond imagination. What a delightful expression.

One last time, he thinks aloud and says, “You’re acting badass now, but that will backfire. And you will burn yourself.”

“So what? Fire’s fun.”

“I’m just saying.” One more. “Tonight might be a little too much for you with the two of us, you know? I’m not as easy to handle as you think. ”

“I don’t think you are,” you confess. “But I don’t want to handle you. I want the opposite.”

No matter how tired you are, you will see this thing through. With or without him, you will take what Yoongi gives. Accept if Jungkook offers anything. And you think… you think he will.

There’s a glimmer in his eyes. A hint of desire, hunger growing in the predator’s big gaze. If he wants to reject you now, you’ll walk away.

But you don’t think he will.

And once more, courageous, you say, “Handle me, Jeon Jungkook.”

okayyy. this is one glimpse of the whole sin lol. yoongi is gonna have a way bigger role, this is just a jk centric scene!! they're both prominent a lot in every other scene and they're both menaces :')

please look forward to it!! it's gonna be a fun lil piece before we go back to our lil angst/fluff corner. and support by leaving a like, reblog and comment! anddd send me your thoughts, your enthusiasm is extremely encouraging!!

if you want to be on the taglist, here you go!! love you all <3

[hollisiguess]

im bored so y’all are getting some hazbin hcs

Alastor is aroace and agender but he does not know it he has no clue what ANY of those words mean

Rosie actually knows that Alastor is all of those but to fuck with him she doesn’t tell him however she will from time to time call him one of those (for example when she says she knows Alastor is an ace in the hole)

Alastor and Rosie are in a qpr!

Velvette and Vox are besties they will gossip about everyone and everything

Velvette is a non-binary lesbian who uses she/her

EVERYONE in hell assume that the vees are a polycule and for the chaos they never correct anyone

Velvette barely tolerates Valentino and would like to beat the shit out of him at any given time

Ok I have to restrain myself with Velvette so last one even though Vox has beef with Alastor to everyone’s shock she hangs out with him every once and a while over some tea

Lute is aroace but she and Adam are « dating » bc people kept asking Lute out would never take no for an answer and it was making her uncomfortable

Despite everything Adam does care for Lute and is a good friend towards her hence why he agreed to the fake dating plan

Vaggie before getting her wings back would get HORRIBLE phantom pain from them and whenever Charlie would ask what was up she would always dodge the questions and Charlie wanting to respect her gfs boundaries wouldn’t push to much

Vaggies love language is acts of service and Charlie’s is physical touch

Charlie ADORES Vaggies wings she thinks they make her gf even more gorgeous then she already is

Vaggie is actually insecure of her wings as they remind her of a past she’s rather forget but Charlie fawning over them does make her like her wings a bit more

If Charlie is cold Vaggie will use her wings to make her warmer

After the battle against the exorcist Vaggie went back to thank Carmilla for her help and the two got to talking and ended bonding now they meet weekly at Carmillas to practice battle together (the both enjoy it greatly) and sometimes it leads to Vaggie staying for dinner

Carmilla Carmine is essentially Vaggies mom/mentor

Vaggie bonded with Carmillas daughters and they see eachother as sisters

Charlie will sometimes head over to cannibal town to give Rosie a visit and she now calls Rosie Auntie all the time

Vaggie brought Charlie to meet Carmilla and Charlie brought Vaggie to meet Rosie (both were super nervous to meet each others respective mom/aunt figure worried they wouldn’t approve)

Husk and Cherri used to hate eachother but after Angel forced them to hang out they grew to like eachother in a I hate u and hope u die/affectionate type of way

Angel does Cherris hair and I will not elaborate

Angel can’t cook for shit and almost set the hotel on fire many times (he’s now banned from the kitchen)

Vaggie however is a great chef!

Husk taught all the members of the hotel who didn’t already know how to play poker, poker

The hotel guests now have game night which is usually the entire cast struggling while Alastor, Husk and Vaggie sweep and have a rivalry between themselves the others are trying tho!

Alastor also taught the residents chess

Nifty eats the pieces

Im not elaborating on that last one

Vaggie and Angel actually like one another (PLATONICALLY) even considering one another one of their closest friends but neither would ever admit it out loud

Alright now that that's said Angel and Vaggie have mini cooking lessons in secret (WITHOUT ANY FIRE for safety reasons ofc) so Angel can make food for his friends

Lucifer and Vaggie actually bonded a lot especially given both are fallen angels

When Lucifer found out why Vaggie was cast out and how Vaggie had to physically restrain him from (somehow don’t question how he'd even be able to get to heaven to do it) beating the shit out of Lute

Shickingly Lucifer, nifty and Husk are friends and hang out

in fact Lucifer knew Husk before the hotel and had already grown fond of him

Sir Pentious and Charlie are besties

Charlie was the first person who Sir Pentious actually told he liked Cherri (the others still knew but like he actually told Charlie)

Sir Pentious makes Alastor babysit the egg bois after the outing he had with them a while back

Sir Pentious does like Emily but she kinda makes him sad as she reminds him so much of Charlie and he cant see her anymore given she's currently in hell

Razzle was always super attached to Charlie but Dazzle wierdly enough got super attached to Vaggie making her even angrier with Lute when she killed him

Imma end the hcs here cause this is already a shit tone lol

[cvpidsb0ws]

❛CONFESSIONS.❜ | alice in borderland characters

genre: FLUFFFLUFFFLUFF <333

warnings: NONE I THINK!!

sypnosis: headcanons of alice in borderland characters confessing to you.

author's note: did i disappear after just one aouad imagine then appear again with an alice in borderland obsession? yes i did. 😁😁😁😁 !not proofread!

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ryohei arisu

RYOHEI ARISU WOULD BE HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU. ONLY YOU.

he's definitely that kind of person to hide his feelings because he's scared of rejection

so that means he's the type to not make the first move at all CONSIDERING HE'S A SHY BB!!!!!!!

BUT BUT BUT HE'LL PROBABLY GROW FED UP OF YOU NOT GETTING THE HINT OF HIS UNDYING LOVE FOR YOU

SO IT WOULD LEAD TO HIM FINALLY CONFESSING AAAAAAAAAAA

arisu would probably be anxious the whole time 😭😭😭😭 like shaking, sweaty palms, stuttering, uncontrollable laughter, etc

HE WOULD PROBABLY CONFESS AT A PICNIC OR SOMETHING SIMILAR <333

he would try his best to cook all of your favorite foods even though he sucks at cooking💪💪

he would buy a bouquet of your favorite flowers!!!!!!!!

OH AND HE WOULD ALSO WRITE A LETTER WHERE HE PUTS 100 FUCKING REASONS WHY HE LOVES YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

he's the type to prepare cue cards because he know he would fumble while he confesses

LIKE HE PROBABLY PREPARED A WHOLE ASS SPEECH BUT THERE WOULD BE A MOMENT WHEN HE JUST STARES AT YOU AND REALIZE HOW MUCH HE LOVES YOU WHICH KIND OF LEADS HIM TO JUST SAYING A SIMPLE "i love you"

yuzuha usagi

YUZUHA USAGI WOULD ONLY HAVE YOU AS HER WEAKNESS.

she's someone who has always been fearless, bold, and etc🙀🙀🙀 SO WHEN SHE STARTS TO HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU, OFC SHE FEELS CONFLICTED OR CONFUSED

probably because she's strong and you making her flustered meant her downfall😁😁

she wasn't complaining though

USAGI WOULDN'T TAKE LONG TO CONTEMPLATE HER FEELINGS FOR YOU THO

if she liked you, then she liked you :)))

AND SHE WOULDN'T BE SCARED OF CONFESSING AT ALL BUT SHE WOULD STILL HAVE HER DOUBTS

doubts that chased her every time she went for a run or climbed a mountain‼️‼️‼️

SHE WOULD PROBABLY BRING YOU TO HER FAVORITE MOUNTAIN BEFORE THE SUN COMES UP

AND SHE WOULD INVITE YOU TO SIT ON THE GROUND AS THE SUN CRACKS LIKE AN EGG YOLK IN THE SKY

she won't even realize that you have already lied your head against her shoulder

AND THAT'S WHAT TRIGGERS HER TO SAY SHE HAS FEELINGS FOR YOU

shuntaro chishiya

chishiya is chishiya. self explanatory. <3

HE WOULD BE IN DENIAL FOR THE LONGEST TIMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

he will not want to accept the fact that he fell for someone since he has the master manipulator factors and all💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯

but you were an exception ;)))

he would practically go from being a logical person to a carefree one for you LIKE HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT THINGS WHEN HE'S WITH YOU BECAUSE YOU MAKE HIM FORGET THINGS WORTH WORRYING (and as much as he hates to admit you make him happy)

he would act cold, tease you 25/8 just to cover up the fact he has feelings for you

HE WOULD PROBABLY CONFESS BY HIDING ENVELOPES THAT HELD RIDDLES OR CLUES FOR YOU TO FIND

AND THOSE ENVELOPES WOULD LEAD YOU TO WHERE YOU FIRST MET

he knew you were clever enough to solve them :)

he would stand there waiting while he was wearing a suit that made him itch (BUT HE WOULD REMEMBER THE TIME YOU SAID MEN IN SUITS WERE ATTRACTIVE)

he would also have shampooed and conditioned hair for effort🙏🙏🙏🔥🔥🔥

AND A SIMPLE "i may or may not have feelings for you" WOULD HAVE SUFFICED AS HIS CONFESSION

hikari kuina

YOU WOULD BE HIKARI KUINA'S SOFT SPOT.

she would be too scared to be rejected by you because she didn't want to ruin your friendship

but she would still be confident on confessing #kuinathingzzzzzz

PROBABLY BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO PROVE SHE WAS BRAVE-

SHE WOULD CONFESS BY CHALLENGING YOU

LIKE SHE WOULD INVITE YOU TO FIGHT HER FOR 5 ROUNDS BECAUSE SHE TOLD YOU SHE HAD A SECRET THAT YOU COULD ONLY FOUND OUT IF U WON AGAINST HER.

spoiler: she loses to you on purpose because she knows how much you hate losing😍😍😍😍

SHE LOVED WINNING BUT SHE WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU TO HAVE A SMILE ON YOUR FACE

her being the reason for a smile on your face made her weak🙏🙏🙏🙏

she would also give u a prize for winning <333

EITHER A RING, A NECKLACE, OR A BRACELET

AND SHE WAS THE ONE TO MAKE THEM BY HAND WITH BEADS

although it frustrsted her, she knew it would make you smile

"i love you . . . like so much."

suguru niragi

admit it. suguru nigari will not catch feelings for anyone at all.

unless it's you ofc😍😍😍😍🙏🙏🙏🙏

BUT HE HATED THE FEELING

HE HATED HOW MUCH HE GREW FOND OF YOU

HE HATED HOW YOU MADE HIM BLUSH, FEEL BUTTERFLIES FLUTTERING IN HIS STOMACH, GROW A SMIRK INTO A SMILE, AND MORE.

he would also be confused about his feelings since he's niragi😆😆😆😆

LET'S BE HONEST BECAUSE THIS MAN IS STUBBORN ASF AND WILL NOT CONFESS AT ALL.

he would probably drop big ass hints to wait for you to confess

BUT YOU WOULDN'T GET ANYTHING WHICH CAUSES HIM TO BE ANNOYED

AND SOON ENOUGH

"fuck it, i like you, dumbass."

[multifariousqueer]

omg omg omg can you write smth ab e!42 miles being with a girl who’s super affectionate and girly. he’s like okokok and she’s like lalalala you know?? and one day they get into an argument and it looks like she’s gonna leave but he handles it?

tyilykisses🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

Ofc Love!!!!

A/n: AHHHH keep requesting and lmk what else I should do

Warnings: Miles being a nonchalant ngga, fluff, angst, possessiveness

You lived a pretty good life. Your parent(s) were active in your life, you had a wonderful boyfriend that would burn the universe to the ground for you, and you got whatever you wanted. Miles kept his job pretty under wraps so you didn’t know what he did, all you knew was that he was buying the newest miu miu jacket and he funded your bath and body works addiction. Everyone knew you loved Miles but they questioned whether or not he actually loved you.

It was no secret that Miles wasn’t as affectionate as you; everyone around you noticed it, your parent(s), your friends and even other family members mentioned it to you:

“You could do so much better, y/n"

“I mean, it seems like he doesn’t even want to date you fr” your cousin remarked

“Yeah are you holding him against his will?” Your aunt chimed in

“I am not!!! He’s just like that” you defended

You were very open with your affection; kissing, hugging and cuddling him a lot. Miles on the other hand, showed his love differently by buying you stuff and spending time with you. He was often very cold and closed off towards other people and they assumed it was that way for you but it wasn’t. Miles was affectionate but he didn’t show it at all for fear of people using you as a weapon against him.

When you got to your room, you felt yourself tear up. I mean sure, miles was nonchalant but that didn’t mean he didn’t love you. Plus Miles would tell you if he didn’t want you, right?

You couldn’t stand with the idea that Miles was doing this out of pity and not out genuine love for you so you texted Miles:

You: Hey can we talk?

seen

this didn’t help the aching in your chest so you tried to fall asleep and forget about it but it haunted your dreams that night. Usually, your dreams are pretty calm but in this one, you were running from Miles and when he caught up to you, he said:

“I DON'T LOVE YOU, Y/N. WHY CAN’T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT??? I wish it could’ve been different” Miles pulled out what looked like a claw but before anything could happen, you woke yourself up.

You woke up in a cold sweat and saw a message from Miles:

3:02 AM

Miles: what’s up, Mami?

4:45 AM

You: Do you love me?

seen

Miles: What?

Miles: What happened?

You: You didn’t answer my question

Miles: yeah, why?

You: You don’t have to lie to me, yk?

Miles: Let’s talk about this tomorrow.

Miles: Did You’re family say some shit again?

You: yeah...

seen

The next day came and you met Miles after school:

“So what’d they say?” Miles questioned

“They said I’m forcing you into a relationship” you admitted, feeling defeated

“Oh give me a break, y/n. Fuck them and their opinions, they don’t know us” Miles said, rolling his eyes

“Miles, they’re my family. And honestly I can see why they believe that” you spoke up

Miles took a deep breath:

“Why? Because I’m not jumping you 24/7? That’s not who I am and you knew that when you decided to date me. As for the family thing, they just jealous of what we have.” Miles said, stoically

“It wouldn’t kill you to show me a bit of affection, Miles” you replied quickly

“no. But it could kill you” he muttered

“excuse me???” you said

“Just know that I do love you, Y/n. I’m sorry that you don’t feel the same” Miles said

“And why are you speaking so cryptically lately?? If you got something to say, speak.” You argued, a sudden burst of masculine energy and ferocity flowing through your veins

“Watch it, y/n. Stay in your place, it’s easier.” Miles said dangerously, he spoke a warning to you

You ran away and went to your room, rushing past your concerned parent as you heard them talk on the phone:

“Yeah, she’s still mad about Sunday hahaha” your parent laughed

“Yeah well we were just joking, you know how we do” The person on the other end spoke, you assumed it was your aunt.

“You know kids y/a/n(your aunts name), especially Y/n. She’s so soft and I don’t want her to get hurt.” Your parent said

“Well at the end of the day, she’ll be okay. And it will be a lesson to her, everyones first love is heartbreaking” your aunt said

“yeah, I guess. Well I gotta go. Love you” your parent departed

“Love you too” Your aunt said

You played crying in your pillow because of what they said and because of your argument. Soon, you heard a knock on the door:

“Oh Heyyyy Miles” your parent greeted

“Hi. Is Y/n here?” Miles asked

“Yeah she’s in her room” Your parent said, opening the door for him

“okay” Miles said, walking in and knocking on your door

“a thank you would’ve been nice’ your parent muttered under their breath. Miles full well heard this but he chose to ignore it because he would have a few choice words with your parent and none of them would be nice

You heard three knocks on your door.

“Y/n? Baby, let me in” he said

“Go away, Miles” you sniffled

“Mami, imma get in one way or another so you may as well just open the door.” Miles threatened

You opened the door with watery eyes and tear stained cheeks. Miles’ heart broke immediately.

“I’m sorry for not giving you the love you deserve. I know I’ll never be good enough for you and you deserve better than me. Your family is right but I need you to know that I am so in love with you, it scares me. When we aren’t together, my chest hurts; I can’t be without you, y/n. I love you so much and I’m sorry I treat you like shit. I can change, mi amor."

“Oh Miles” You hugged him as tight as you could

“I love you"

“I love you too, Mami"

[lynnlovesthestars]

Hi! I’m new to your blog and have been loving all of your works!

If you’re comfortable with it, I was wondering how you think Astarion would react/feel about a virgin tav/reader who went through SA when they were younger, and wish to wait until they are both completely ready and comfortable with being intimate?

Hii, I can definitely do it, though i will merge it with another ask I received- asking to write hcs about Astarion learning Tav is a survivor.

I will say, making it with the hc has been a little easier on me, usually when i write about SA i spend an insane amount of time making sure i'm comfortable and you (readers) are as well, and i hesitate a lot before publishing it *(queue up scars and blood, that I wrote on an impulse after a nightmare, and it took me a solid week before publishing it)*

ANYWAYS.

ofc I hope this will be of comfort to you, and it won't trigger you.. sometimes all we want is to find solace into our favourite characters, so i wish tonight this will in a way comfort you...

and if anyone needs to vent, or talk, feel free to hit up my dm's, they are a safe space for anyone and i'll always offer up comfort.. we don't need to struggle alone, and sometimes being heard is what we need to make a new step forward<3

As always, my little stars, excercise kindness! we don't know who's gonna pass by this, and we don't know how hard it can be for them.

This being said, I hope you'll like it!

Headcanon: Astarion learning Tav is a survivor.

Pairing: Astarion x reader. Warnings: mentions of past trauma and SA. wc: 1.7k

-He starts suspecting something about it around the time of the tiefling party. He had offered to sneak out while everyone was asleep to "enjoy yourselves", but you refused right away. He definitely picked up some involuntary movement you did that told him there was more to the "I'm not ready". You probably flinched or jerked away, usually it would go unnoticed, but Astarion could recognize the subtle harshness hidden behind your reaction.

-He doesn't want to pry into it, as much as he needed to know as much as possible about you- he says for the sake of his undead skin- he wasn't entirely confident you trusted him enough to share your past. Also he wasn't sure he could handle someone confiding in him, but he would never admit it. At the end of the day, all he knew about social interaction were faint memories of his magistrate life, or means to survival. He simply wasn't sure he could have the empathy to deal with someone else's emotions, both in good and in bad.

-When you meet the gur, and you start peering into his past, he can't hide the very obvious rock in the shoe, Cazador and his spawn life, and it is because of the gur that you actually open up to him. When he starts going deeper and deeper into Cazador's orders to him and his repulsion towards sex, you do feel like you can share something so intimate, that's been heavy on you, well since it happened. 

-The first time you mention it though, you are very blunt.

-"And honestly I don't know anything else besides disgust for it" He'd admit as he bit the inside of his cheek.

"I'm sorry, Astarion" You'd start, you wanted to hold his hand to comfort him, cause that kind of pain you knew. "I understand how you feel though. If you need—" He cut you short, anger was bubbling quickly in his stomach. You swore his face almost reddened in anger as he raised his voice.

"No, you don't" He was one sound shirt from hissing at you. "You cannot understand what it feels like" He'd sneer at you. "No one can understand what it feels like to be stripped of your bodily autonomy". In a way the harshness in his voice was like a slap to your face, cause you did in fact know. From the other, you didn't expect your brain to beeline directly towards that sealed drawer in your brain where you tried to hide the haunting memory. 

“I went through it myself, you shithead” You got up, uncaring of whatever reaction he could have in that moment, and you just left.

-He was taken aback, on different levels, both because of your sudden shift in mood, because of the blunt reveal, and deep down because he was sorry, though again he’d never admit it out loud.

-You ignored him for the rest of the day, avoiding his stare and disappearing in your tent right after you were done setting camp, and that unsettled him so much that he was weighing the possibility of apologizing cause, of course, he didn’t know.

-You skipped dinner, and even when everyone else was asleep, you didn’t come out from your tent to take your usual nightly walk. The pang of guilt was becoming more like a stab as he saw the light in your tent still burning, and the faint shadow of you moving around restless.

-He prepared a peace offering, a bowl of the leftover stew, as he had to muster the guts to apologize. 

-”Sorry, I was an asshole earlier, I brought you food” He blurted out right after he knocked on the wooden support of the tent, and he was surprised when you still let him in.

-Initially it was awkward, cause you were eating and not saying anything, but after a while he mustered up the courage to offer his shoulder to you. “If you even wish to talk” He’d say.

-You told him a bit of what happened, without going too much into detail, since you were still shaken from the memories that resurfaced.

-Since then he started to learn your boundaries: how to catch your attention without startling you, what were triggering topics for you, how you liked physical touch, and how it triggered you as well.

-In a way he becomes very protective of you, especially if you open up more often about your trauma, and you can see it.

-He made sure everyone respected your boundaries, whether it was Gale with his weave thing pulling you too close, or a stranger breathing on your neck, he was always ready to remind them of their place. 

-”Don’t you see our dear captain doesn't want to be that close?!” “Keep your hands to yourself, they don't like being grabbed by the wrists” “Get away from her, before I stab you” 

-He noticed how you always double checked the perimeter of the camp before the sun would set, and before getting in your tent you’d always look around in the distance, trying to spot if something was out of place. So he joined you in your routine, helping you check around and make sure you were ready in case anything could have happened.

-As you get closer, and you both open up more to each other, he even suggests he moves his tent closer to yours. “I can keep an eye around” Was his explanation, when he first brought it up. 

-And it helped so much with your sleep, you felt a little safer.

-If you didn’t feel safe at night, he’d suggest putting your tents together into one. Maybe it was a way to keep you closer, or he needed reassurance, but he made sure you knew you could place your bedroll anywhere as far or as close to him as you liked.

-Eventually as your bond would deepen and deepen, and you’d grow fond of each other, you found yourselves rediscovering your touch together. It started with your fingers tapping on his arm as you were walking, or a strand of your hair being pulled behind your ear. Some nights you’d sit close in your tent, and would hold hands, caress each other’s cheeks, and slowly even reach out for a kiss or two.

-It was a slow process, where you really got to know each other like no one else ever did. You could read each other like a book, yet you never shied away from asking each other for consent for anything.

-”Can I hold your hand” “Can I kiss your cheek” “Can I rest my head on your chest”

-The thing you both struggled with the most, was falling asleep holding each other. You’d panic very quickly when you would feel your chest becoming tighter. He’d move away as quickly as possible, and give you the space you needed.

-When he confesses he has been falling for you, it’s time to approach the very delicate topic of sex. You opened up about the fact that you wanted to wait ‘till you were ready, and he agreed without hesitation. Of course because he understood where you came from, he never asked for any help either, if he’d feel like he needed some release, he’d disappear for a bit and deal with it himself, without making you feel like a burden.

“I just want to make sure we are on the same page on this” You’d say as you crossed your arms, almost as if you wanted to fold yourself in and away. “If you want to have sex, I can’t right now” You’d start saying, but stop on your tracks for a second. “Wait, not that I can’t. I don’t want to have sex at the moment” You’d correct yourself, confident in your statement, he wasn’t even thinking about it, though he respected completely.

“I get it, and it’s okay my love” He’d say, patting your shoulder, and wondering whether he wanted to hold your hand or kiss it, he wanted to let you know he truly understood. “I don’t want to either” He smiled, and in that moment it was like both you two finally breathed. You’d reach for his hand to hold it in yours.

“It’s not because of you though” You wanted to explain to him, you were so close it was something you were ready to share, especially since you were slowly walking towards a different level of intimacy together, he had to know. “I want to do it when we are both ready” 

“I understand, my sweet, there’s no need for explanations” He’d smile again, one of his fangs slightly poked out against his lip. “You said you don’t want sex yet, so it’s no” 

“I’m a virgin” You’d blurt out, and that was something he didn’t entirely expect.

“Oh” He’d say at first, but as he noticed your cheeks slowly warming up, he pulled you closer to him, his forehead against yours. “It’s okay, I don’t care about it” He’d exhale. “As long as it’s you, I don’t care about anything” 

-When you reach Baldur’s Gate and finally you settle in the elfsong tavern, you made sure you always had a corner of time dedicated to helping each other relearn touch. 

-You'd lay next to each other in different levels of nakedness depending on how you felt at the moment, and you'd spend your time tracing each other's features. Whenever you'd feel comfortable enough to venture into a new thing, he'd ask for permission. 

-"Would you feel comfortable if I touched your hips?" "Can I trace your scars with my fingers?” “May I pull you closer?”

-You didn't fight time, you didn't rush towards sex. It came slowly and it was a process full of ups and downs. Some attempts ended up with you both sobbing, too overwhelmed. Other's ended up with panic attacks. Eventually though, after a lot of work together, you reached a point where you'd be able to make love.

-it was a very soft moment between you two. It involved a lot of comforting, kisses and patience, but it was something so profound, it wasn't only about shared pleasure, but it was about connecting your bodies and your souls. In a way it was like a wedding for you two it was the peak of trust you could have with each other. 

-He'd whisper so many times how proud he was of you, how much he loved you, and how glad he was that you were the one that would spend their life with him.

-Tears eventually arrived, they were the tears of two souls that finally had reclaimed a bit of their freedom. It was the cries of someone that was finally healing. 

[selfishdoll]

❛RELAX FOR ME..❜

And now I wanna taste another | And it's safe in a persona, she's my collar. ⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡ SHE’S MY COLLAR.

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 SUMMARY.

you assist your pent up & stressed husband to relax. with, a sweet bubble bath.

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 CONTENT WARNING.

bi-han is whipped sorry not sorry, wife!reader, soft dom!bi-han, tired bi-han, reader is having none of his shit, slow sensual sex (at first), bath sex, creampie, cowgirl, ooc bi-han ofc, etc. if i forgot something let me know!

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 NOTE.

feeding into the soft!bi-han & his lovable wife agenda again. idk, maybe if he got a woman that put him in his place once & a while he wouldn’t be so mean in the game 💀💀. i’ll write dom dom shit of him eventually but for now i’m enjoying this. unedited, please excuse typos & grammar mistakes. & don’t clock my tea.

Bi-Han wasn’t as secretive with his emotions as he thought he was. Or rather, you always saw right through him. He was tired, both mind and body, saddled with rigorous tasks expected of his status. Grandmaster. It seemed more like a headache than some special title.

But of course, like the gentle and loving wife you were, you stood beside him. Encouraging him, rubbing his back when he needed; though it did pain you to watch him drag his tired body out of bed, his attitude changing the moment he exited your shared bedroom.

The code-switching was impressive, you had to admit.

Tonight was like no other, you seated on your bed after a day of mundane tasks— eyes glued to the paperback held delicately in your hands. So focused on your story, you didn’t even blink when the door slammed open and shut in one swift motion, your husband now standing in the room.

“Out.” You spoke without even looking up from your book, failing to notice the confused expression on Bi-Han’s face. When you didn’t hear movement you glanced up, matching his expression. “Have you gone deaf, my love?”

“What—“

“Leave, and then come back. In here you are not the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei.” You reminded, turning back to your book and leaning against the headboard. The room was silent for a moment before a soft sigh escaped Bi-Han, moving towards the door and opening it. You smiled to yourself, hearing him step out before returning, closing the door much softer this time.

If only his subordinates knew how whipped he truly was..

“Much better.” You hummed, hearing the man settle on the bed with a soft sigh, leaning back on his hands. You finally closed your book, placing it off to the side and sliding over to sit behind him. Resting your chin on his shoulder, you closed your eyes, breathing him in. “You’re tense, my love.”

The cryomancer breathed, whether in agreement or not, sinking back into you. Your arms wrapped around his form, fingers trailing his attire for a moment. You could feel the way his body melted into you, steady breaths escaping him. You enjoyed this, feeling him release all restraints and simply be there with you. Mind completely focused on your time together and nothing else.

It brought a smile to your face, hands moving to trail down his large arms for a moment before leaning to place a kiss to his cheek. “Come, let’s take a bath together.”

Bi-Han’s eyes slowly opened, turning to glance at you. “A bath?” You slowly nodded, watching the man sit up. “Is this an excuse to get me naked, (Y/N)?” His tone teetered between playful and accusatory, a sly smile crossing his features the moment you tried to defend yourself. He watched as you rose from the bed, following the moment you reached to lace your fingers together. Right on your heels the two of you entered the grand white bathroom, eyes focused upon the long white, drop-in bath. Releasing him you waltzed over to it, turning the shiny golden knob to allow water to flow. With a small huff you plugged the bath, humming to yourself as you noticed the water began to rise.

Turning back to your husband you sauntered over to him, hands coming to rest on his chest. “Do you need help getting undressed, Grandmaster?” You teased softly, looking up at him through long eyelashes. The corner of his mouth twitched, reaching over to place heavy hands upon your shoulders, maneuvering his hand to caress the neckline of your nightgown.

“Do you?” Bi-Han questioned while leaning down, fingers curling under the strap of your dress all while planting his lips against your neck. You breathed, head moving opposite to allow him more space, feeling your silk cloth tread down your body; pooling at the ground. His hands fell to your waist, moving you to step out of your clothes before pulling you plush to his body— face rising from your neck to plant gentle kisses up your throat and to your mouth.

You shivered at the feeling, arms coming to wrap around his body, hands rested in his hair. The kiss was languid; Bi-Han enjoying each inch of your mouth as if kissing you for the first time. His hand traced the natural arch of your back, fingers trailing before pressing against the dimples that marked your dark brown skin. You pulled back to breathe, glancing up at him with a coy smile.

“Our bath is going to overfill..” You spoke, pulling back and allowing him to see you in all your glory. “Undress, Bi-Han.” Said man watched intently as you turned to the bath, eyelids lowering the moment you leaned over the tub to cut off the water. Shortly after you climbed in, water adjusting as you slid to sit in the middle of the porcelain tub— waiting.

You didn’t wait long, given the man was out of his clothes in minutes; walking over to the bath and climbing in behind you. Your warmed as strong arms wrapped around your middle, pulling you back onto his lap and against his chest. The two of you melted, resting together and enjoying the warmth of the water. One of Bi-Han’s arms was strewn across the rim of the bath while the other was around you, pulling you even closer.

You breathed softly, turning to place your face into his naked chest; smiling to yourself. This was nice, you couldn’t count the amount of times Bi-Han has taken you up on a bath or even a massage. Always refusing and informing you he was fine, as if to ease your worries. Which, never did.

You rose up, coming to stare down at him to which he met your gaze, arms moving to place his hands upon your waist. Your own hands found his face, palms tracing his perfectly sculpted cheeks, smiling at the way he subconsciously leaned into your touch. You came close, resting your forehead against his, your noses brushing against each other. Simply breathing the other in, eyes pinched close and content. That soon changed the moment you adjusted your form, your breath hitching the as you brushed across his length.

Bi-Han’s hands tightened upon your hips, thumbs rising to caress the stretch marks laid upon your skin. “And here I thought, we would only be bathing.” He spoke, eyelids lowered as he pulled back to look at you. His hand trailed up your body, feeling up the damp skin before taking ahold of your chin. “Yet my wife couldn’t resist, could she?” Before you could defend your case his lips were already on yours, stealing your breath away in a single kiss.

You hadn’t wanted to push him, to take away the sweet and peaceful atmosphere. But he knew you all to well, you simply couldn’t resist.

The cyromancer released your face, hand moving underwater while the other lifted you up. Grasping his length, he easily found your entrance, slowly pushing inside. The stretch caused you to back away from the kiss, hands falling to his shoulders to grip. His own fingers sunk into your plush skin, hips rising to meet your lowering body; fully sinking into you. You mewled softly as he groaned, other hand finding it’s spot back to your hip. You leaned forward, resting your face in his neck while Bi-Han let you, content with being inside you for now.

That wasn’t always the case though. If it was any other time he would be drilling into you by now, wiping away the pretty tears that would tread down your cheeks. But for now, he has taken a softer approach. One you appreciated.

Once settled you slowly began to move your hips, a soft oh escaping you as the pleasure began to roll up your spine. A hand lowered to your back, pushing and guiding you to gyrate rougher, his own breathing getting heavier with each swivel. Soon enough you were gripping his shoulders tightly, rising yourself up before dropping down onto his thighs; synchronized moans escaping the both of you as a result.

You continued, the sound of wet skin on skin contact surrounding the bathroom and creating a score that lined perfectly with the melodic moans the two of your released. Bi-Han was enjoying this far too much; head leaning back against the rim of the tub, melting from the warmth of the water and your walls clenching around his cock. Every so often his hips would raise from the porcelain, meeting your sweet drops just to hear you moan sharply and feel you twitch.

Your hands had trailed down to his chest at this point, pretty tears threatening to spill from your eyes as you continued to fuck yourself on his length. Reaching deep inside you, brushing against your most sensitive spot, stars filling your eyes. As much as you wished to get him and yourself off just from this, your legs began to ache; steady drops turning into nothing more than pathetic falls. Your swollen, slick lips were parted, whines of his name escaping your throat. Bi-Han knew all too well what you wanted, what you needed. Of course he was more then happy to oblige.

“Growing tired, my love?” He breathed, leaning over to press open mouthed, sloppy kisses against your heated skin. Eyebrows pushed close, the man pulled you even closer as his hips rose once again, smiling at the way you nearly toppled over into his chest. You whined for him once more, nails trailing down his skin, leaning to press your lips against the corner of his mouth. Soft pleas for release escaped you, eyes closed as his hands continued to trail your skin. “Please Bi-Han.. I need you..”

Bi-Han’s breath seemed to hitch from your words, cock swelling inside of you. “How can I not oblige with you begging so prettily for me?” He spoke, rising to capture your lips. His tongue intruded your mouth, all while he adjusted himself in the tub, gripping you harshly and seated you completely against his thighs. There, he began to drill up into you, kiss breaking apart from the rocking and your sweet moans.

The water shook around you, ripples pushing against the white material as he fucked you roughly. Bi-Han’s dull nails dug into your flesh, leaving behind reminders of your love-making. His head lowered, stamping a long kiss against your chest right where your heart is, all while hurried breaths and grunts escaped him. Your arms rose, hands curling into his hair, wetting it and ruining the already messy bun. Nothing else was needed, the two of you knowing all too well how good the other was feeling.

From the way his hand clenched the fat of your hip, thrusts beginning to lose its rhythm, muttering soft swears and affectionate words into your skin. From the way your fingers tangled in his hair, bringing him closer, back arched as pleasured tears trickled down your face— cries of his name escaping your raw throat.

Moments passed before you came, Bi-Han groaning at the way your walls clenched for the final time; spilling into you. The water soon settled as he rested back into the tub, arms wrapping around you as he regained his breath. You did the same, arching to rest your face into his neck.

A silence covered the bathroom, simply basking in the afterglow inside the tub. You warmed, however, the moment his hand trailed from your back to your cheek, thumb tracing under your eye. Leaning into his touch, your own eyes fluttered as he leaned down to kiss you.

“We must leave, before you catch a cold.” Bi-Han murmured against your bruised lips, pulling away when you began to speak.

“If I was worried about catching a cold, do you think I would have said yes to your proposal so many years ago?” You questioned with an impish grin, watching as the man shook his head, a little smile painted across his features.

“I suppose not, my love.”

[riiwrites]

boyfriend!atsushi who…

a/n : requested by @heartsfourdazai HEHEHE i loveatsushism also tysm for 300 followers!! I’m so grateful for all of you beauties <3

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pre-boyfriend!atsushi who first meets you through dazai, finding out you were a trainee for their local cafe.

pre-boyfriend!atsushi who becomes star struck the moment he sees you, thinking you’re just so beautiful.

The bell chiming as the two men walked in signalled their arrival, also signalling you to turn around in instinct and to see your only loyal customer, Dazai Osamu with a boy who seemed to look younger than him. You turn around with a smile.

“Dazai-san.” You smile gently at the man, then your gaze falls on the slightly shorter boy - who’s eyes were wide and his bottom lip was trembling slightly.

“Ahhh, My favourite server!~” Dazai chimes rather loudly, grabbing the boy by the shoulder and pulling him infront of you. “I wanted to introduce you to somebody! This here is our newest member, Atsushi! I’ll let you two get acquainted~” He says with a devilish smirk as he walks over to the seating booth.

You look at the paleish boy with the tinted cheeks which were now heating up due to staring at you..and up so close too, he truly thought you were the most beautiful thing he ever saw.

“Oh my..are you alright?” You ask kindly, a look of concern painting your features as you reach the back of your hand out and press it against his cheek gently. “You’re burning up.”

He could only stand there with his lip trembling as he swallows a lump in his throat he didn’t even know existed until he acknowledged it. He looks off to the side to see Dazai giving him a little smirk as he then turns back to you.

“Y-yes, I’m..quite alright, thank you. Y-you’re really..pretty.” He admits, slapping his hand over his mouth as his eyes go wide once again before stammering.

“I-i mean- the place is pretty, the place you work at is pretty..!”

You can’t help but giggle at his corrections, nodding as you take his order and he goes to sit down.

Little does he know though, you knew what he had meant, and decided to take action.

pre-boyfriend!atsushi who goes back to Dazai with a grimace on his face, disappointed by how he made his first impression.

pre-boyfriend!atsushi who then notices a little sticky note on the bottom of his plate when he’s about to eat.

pre-boyfriend!atsushi whos face lights up in an instant when he sees your number on the post it, asking if he wants to meet sometime soon.

boyfriend!atsushi who uses emoticons and kaomojis when texting you, specifically the tiger and cat related ones. ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

boyfriend!atsushi who always ends his text messages off with a little heart <3 at the end because otherwise he’ll think he’s coming off too dry.

boyfriend!atsushi who asks how your day was at the end of the day and when you ask him he likes to give you a detailed description of what went down at his day at the agency.

boyfriend!atsushi who will ask you politely for pictures of your outfits, always saying “it’s fine if not!” but ofc you send them anyway <3

boyfriend!atsushi who compliments you consistently, but not the compliments like ‘hot’ or ‘sexy’ - the compliments like “cute” “pretty” “gorgeous” “beautiful” etc.

boyfriend!atsushi who saves every photo of you that you send him, saving his favourite one as his and other favourite as his homescreen.

boyfriend!atsushi who has too many favourite photos of you that he made a collage of all of them and now has it at his lock-screen <3

boyfriend!atsushi who finds things outside or in the agency and thinks of you, sending you a photo and message saying “this made me think of you :)”

boyfriend!atsushi who doesn’t actually go to dazai for dating advice, but goes to yosano.

boyfriend!atsushi who buys you plushies that remind him of you, in which you now have a whole collection.

boyfriend!atsushi who takes you out on dates such as walks around the park and streets, sight seeing and even the beach.

boyfriend!atsushi who lets kyouka come to the beach and on your walks at times and smiles when he sees you two smiling and walking together, you taking care of her bringing a smile to his face.

boyfriend!atsushi who let kyouka meet you first out of all the agency members except dazai, who you had already known for a while beforehand - and when kyouka tugs atsushis sleeve as they watch you leave after a long day together and she says she thinks you’re really pretty and she likes you alot, his heart warms and he smiles brightly.

boyfriend!atsushi who buries his face into your chest or shoulder whenever he’s upset or anxious, finding your scent and warmth calming to him.

boyfriend!atsushi who always apologises for every minor inconvenience, even though it’s not his fault.

boyfriend!atsushi who feels at ease when you stroke his hair and tell him nothing is his fault at all

boyfriend!atsushi who matches outfits with you

boyfriend!atsushi who gets anxious when you’re out at night alone, him then calling you to make sure you’re okay.

boyfriend!atsushi who fidgets with his fingers when you’re around because he still gets all nervous when he sees you. <3

boyfriend!atsushi who fiddles with your own fingers when you’re sitting on his lap

boyfriend!atsushi who lets you sit beside him and accompany him when he’s working.

boyfriend!atsushi who gets all nervous & blushy when somebody from the agency asks him how you two are doing, specifically ranpo or dazai because they tease him the most.

boyfriend!atsushi who gets angry when somebody bad mouths you or talks down on you like you’re some piece of dirt and stands up for you even if you’re not around.

boyfriend!atsushi who’s too scared to initiate or start any kind of pda or physical affection as he doesn’t wanna startle you or annoy you.

boyfriend!atsushi who you can read like an open book and give him what he secretly wants.

When Atsushi wants something from you, he doesn’t ask normally. Sure, when he’s asking you politely to send him pictures of yourself on text is easy, but that’s different, this is real life. You two were seated next to each-other during the agencies dinner party they had hosted in celebration of a tough case they had cracked in a matter of time, they all were excited to talk to you more as they had only briefly met you a few times during your business in the cafe but they could never properly greet you, so now was a great opportunity.

Not only that, but it was a great opportunity for Atsushi to show some PDA and affection for you, but every-time he gets to think of it, he gets queasy and has to look away from your sweet face for a moment.

Even though you hadn’t seen Atsushis facial expressions, you noticed it all too well. You noticed his fidgety hands he gets when he’s all nervous around you and especially his little glances at your hand which was placed on the table as you spoke to Yosano and Naomi about some unrelated topic over Kunikida scolding Dazai for flirting with the waitress that had came to their table.

When he was looking away, you smile at him as he turns back to see you staring right back at him. He smiles anxiously at you before asking. “Are you alright..? I know they can be a bit much..I-I’m sorry if it’s making you uncomfortable..-“

You cut him off short, leaning forward and speaking to him gently with a kind smile graced on your lips. “Take my hand.” You place your hand infront of him on the table, your palm facing upward as he looks at it, the heat returning once again to his cheeks as he looks back at you, bewildered as if you had actually read his mind.

“W-wha..?”

“Take my hand, love. It’s okay I promise.” You reassure him, to which his shaky lips then turn into a smile, taking your hand softly and placing them both in the middle of you two on the table. Nobody truly noticed except Kyouka until Ranpo had pointed it out rather loudly to everyone in the damn place, sighing dramatically before saying..

“Fiiiinally! Took you guys a while to take the hint and move onto phase two of the relationship! Phew, I truly do feel like the third wheel of this relationship when I can practically see Atsushi-kun sweating through his suit..” He rests his cheek on his palm as he says this as he turns to you two from afar, the table erupting into little giggles and laughs as they watch you giggle with them and Atsushi literally blossom into a red ripe tomato and he laughs nervously as he brings your hand up to his mouth, kissing it gently but also using it as protection to hide his face from everyone’s gaze and teasing.

boyfriend!atsushi who sometimes feels insecure about himself and his relationship with you, but you reassure him with your hands on his cheeks and pepper chaste kisses all over his face.

boyfriend!atsushi who has gained alot more confidence ever since he’s been with you, finding you to be one of the greatest prizes he’s ever won.

boyfriend!atsushi who finds peace with you, finding solace in your arms and comfort within your kind heart <3

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enhas reaction to being jealous ⋆.ೃ࿔*

request: hi!! since you did the “enha reaction when you’re jealous” could you do “enhypen when they’re jealous? 🫶🏻🫶🏻

✘ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn! reader

✘ GENRE ! fluff comedy and jealousy ofc !

✘ WC ! 4.2k.. why do these get longer everytime help

✘ WARNINGS ! alcohol and being drunk in jay’s

a/n: thank you for the request anon! i enjoyed writing this even though i struggled to come up with more jealous scenarios for everyone all over again 🧍

make sure to read the prequel here :)

// LEE HEESEUNG !

something you’ve noticed throughout your relationship is that heeseung gets jealous very easily

i mean did you see what he said about the perilla leaf debate on fancall

he’s just naturally jealous, even if he doesn’t show it outwardly very often

but to his misfortune, you do find this funny and tend to rile him up on purpose a lot

it was a pretty regular day in enha’s dorm

the members are well

scattered around the place doing who knows what

while you, jungwon and heeseung are watching a movie

zootopia to be specific (aka the best disney movie, argue with the wall)

when you begin to feel a bit cold, only wearing pyjama shorts and a t-shirt

you’re guessing jay turned the ac on full blast again because apparently he needed to be in an igloo just to fall asleep

you wrap your arms around your legs, rubbing them to get rid of the slowly arising goosebumps

jungwon, who’s sat next to you notices your fidgeting, “are you cold?”

you look over at him, shrugging shyly, “it’s okay, just a bit.”

but being the good friend he is, he pulls off his green hoodie and offers it to you

meanwhile your boyfriend on your other side of the couch, who was once focused on watching nick and judy being chased down by the infected jaguar, whips his head to the both of you

“oh, thanks won.” you take the hoodie gratefully, pulling it on and sighing in warmth

jungwon grins, nodding cutely before turning back towards the tv

suddenly, you feel a strong grip onto your waist before you’re being lifted into the air and right onto heeseungs lap

you look at him in confusion, raising an eyebrow

heeseung was not one for much pda, so the sudden bold move was more than surprising

however it didn’t take you too long to figure out what exactly was going on by his ridiculously obvious frown

“yah, you’re seriously jealous ‘cause of a dumb hoodie? i was just cold.” you whisper, kissing his nose to cheer him up

he rubs your legs to help you warm up, “you should’ve told me though, i could’ve got you one of mine,” he whispers back grumpily, “his doesn’t even look as good on you.”

he was definitely lying, you looked adorable in the overflowing fabric jungwon’s or not

but he would never admit that

you raise an eyebrow, chuckling, “okay you big jealous baby.”

he pinches your thigh in retaliation, making you jump, “shut up, you’re interrupting nicks sad backstory.”

you shake your head, turning back to the tv

sigh

this is the oldest member of enhypen everyone

// PARK JAY !

jay is sometimes the jealous type

but when it comes to you? it goes to a whole new level

he’s a lot more straight forward about it too

if he doesn’t like something, he’ll make sure everyone knows :)

this also makes him very hard to tease because he just. doesn’t care

you and jay are at a party

more specifically, jake’s birthday party

it was getting later into the night, almost everyone was on the dance floor drunk out of their minds

jay was not one to drink much alcohol, but even if he wanted to, he was more preoccupied on making sure you didn’t throw up on anyone

yeah, you were having a pretty great time

you were currently dancing with sunghoon, who was so drunk that he nearly fell on you over three times now

everytime, jay just facepalmed in the distance, taking another sip of his pepsi from the bar

he wanted to let you have your fun, sure

as long as the idiot next to you knew his boundaries

you didn’t seem to mind everytime sunghoon wobbled around you, clueless and in your own drunk world

but suddenly, the song ends and switches to a much slower one

without thinking, sunghoon grabs your waist, pulling you towards him for the slower dance

jay frowns, watching as you drunkenly run a hand up his friends bicep, dancing along with him

when sunghoon’s hand starts to move lower, jay nearly catapults up from his seat, walking over in big strides

he rips sunghoon’s hands off you, “watch yourself, hoon. i don’t care how many shots you’ve had, back off.” he says grumpily, grabbing your wrist and pulling you away

while that probably sounded harsh to anyone else, neither you or sunghoon were phased at all

the boy just stands there and shrugs before walking off to find a new dance partner

meanwhile you clumsily follow your boyfriend through the ocean of party-goers, your shoes half falling off

“jaaayyyyyyyy~” you slur, practically running to keep up with his quick pace

he sighs at your clearly intoxicated voice, “y/n, you’re way too drunk. we’re going home.”

“but i was having fun with hoonie!”

jay scoffs, “yeah, too much fun.”

you pinch his cheek at that, smiling, “why? are you jeaaloouus?” you giggle teasingly.

he takes a glance at you, “yeah.” he deadpans

you pout at that, “you’re so lame.”

listen

you can’t expect much of a reaction out of this man okay

he’s not afraid to admit anything 😒

// SIM JAKE !

HOW COULD YOU MAKE THIS POOR BOY JEALOUS HE NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU

just kidding this mf makes you jealous all the time and thinks he’s so funny >:[

have you seen what he writes on engene’s albums?

yeah it’s revenge time

(this is pretty much part 2 from the enha when you’re jealous)

you and heeseung have agreed to a plan to make your boyfriend jealous as payback for flirting with engenes every damn day

so here you and jake are sat on the couch at enhas dorms

behind you, heeseung, sunghoon, and jungwon are sat at the dinner table playing cards

your boyfriend is busy scrolling through social media, but he still massages your leg using his other hand to make sure you don’t forget his presence

he was being cute right now yes, but sadly this was the perfect time for your plan

you text heeseung quickly, letting him know it’s go time

his phone buzzes from across the room, and you smile to yourself excitedly

heeseung smirks as he reads your text, quickly calling out to you

“y/n, can you come here? i need some advice.” he says, holding up his deck of cards and pretending to be confused

“oh, sure!”

jake frowns slightly, it was a bit strange for heeseung to ask for help with games, especially for a simple one like cards

either way, he removed his hand from your leg, allowing you to jump up from the sofa and walk over to the boys

sunghoon and jungwon watch you make your way to the table, equally as suspicious as jake

maybe you should’ve told them about your plan too, woops

luckily, everything was going perfect as jake gets up from the couch too, curiously following you

however, his brows furrow in shock when he watches heeseung open up his arms, allowing you to sit on his lap

which you do, without hesitation, or even glancing at jake to see if he’d care

sunghoon’s eyes widen as well, watching as the both of you sit together on the small chair

however, jungwon seems to have figured out what was happening with ease, chuckling quietly under his breath

he whispers something to sunghoon, who’s confused expression quickly turns into an amused one, winking at you sneakily

you smirk back before directing your eyes back to heeseungs deck of cards

he has his arms wrapped around you, and you can feel jake’s gaze practically burning into the side of your head

he definitely wants to say something, but he restrains himself, assuming heeseung will let you go any second now

but when three more turns pass, and you’re still sat on his friends lap, jake has had enough

“you guys play this game all the time, why does y/n suddenly need to help you hyung?” he speaks up

heeseung barely holds in his laugh at jake’s confused face, “they’re making sure i make all the right plays,” he says, laying his chin on your shoulder, “i think they’re my good luck charm.”

you grin, purposely laying back into his embrace, “yeah babe, i’m just giving him some advice.”

it was silent for a minute, before you’re suddenly being lifted off heeseungs lap and into the air

this man really just threw you over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes, marching off to his room

“yah! what are you doing?!” you yelp, desperately grabbing onto his shirt so you don’t fall off

“bye y/n!” heeseung waves, giggling innocently

when you get to jake’s room, he sits down, forcing you onto his lap, demanding you explain what just happened

you shrug nonchalantly, “you’re always flirting with your fans, i had to get my revenge somehow.”

“that’s what this is about!? seriously y/n?” he sighs.

you giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck and moving closer, “why? did it work?”

he doesn’t respond, instead proceeding to rudely throw you onto the bed and tickle you until you’re begging him to stop 😔

#savey/n

// PARK SUNGHOON !

if you make this man jealous prepare to die

he does not care at all he’ll say rude shit to that person 😭

“you think you’d have a chance with them?” *cockily looks them up and down* “awww!”

“go find someone in your own league buddy.” (ouch)

“this is honestly the most pathetic flirting attempt i’ve ever seen.” *wraps his arms around your waist protectively and scares the poor soul off with a single glance*

but in reality this is all a facade to scare them away, as we all know sunghoon is a shy baby who covers that fact up with cockiness :’)

which means as soon as the persons gone, he becomes a very easy target to tease

anyway so you and sunghoon are on a date

not just any regular date

sunghoon has been looking forward to this for a very long time :)

he’s going to teach you how to skate!!

well, at least try to

let’s just say at this rate you were never gonna be the ice princess/prince to his prince

you were pretty much a deer on roller skates, everytime sunghoon let go of you for more than five seconds you’d flop onto your butt again

and sunghoon would never even ask if you were okay, nope

your boyfriend just laughs at you

sigh

either way you have been improving gradually, you’ve gone from falling over every five seconds to every ten

“how about i get one of those sleds to pull you around on instead?” sunghoon grins, still holding both your hands in his

you take careful steps, moving forward causiously as he skates backwards in front of you, “sure, but how will i survive while you’re gone?”

he giggles, “just hold on to the wall, i’ll be really fast.” he says, pecking you on the lips, before pulling away and abandoning you in the middle of the rink

you only need to take about two more strides to get to the wall

if only your idiot boyfriend just dropped you off there before elegantly skating away

either way, you were determined

you could get to the wall without embarrassing yourself in front of the other skaters.

you take your first step, pushing off your right skate slowly

you stick your arms out, trying to balance yourself as you slide across the ice

everything was going well surprisingly

but out of nowhere, a body suddenly collides with yours

“watch out!”

*bonk*

everything goes blurry as you yelp, ungracefully falling to the floor with the stranger on top of you

you groan, painfully trying to escape the weight of the person above you

your butt feels like it just got flattened, your tail bone is screaming in agony and you’re definitely making sunghoon massage your back after this

the person quickly climbs off you, and you meet the eyes of a handsome young man

“i am so sorry! are you okay?”

you sit up, painfully rubbing your lower back, “yeah i’m fine, it’s okay, i was the one being a road block in the middle of the rink.” you try to joke, smiling and watching as he laughs cutely

“nah you were doing good! is it your first day?”

right as he reaches out a hand to help you up, a familiar pair of skates come to a stop right next to you, slightly spraying your side with ice

“what the fuck happened?!”

you look up to see an extremely angry, yet concerned sunghoon with a sled in his hand staring down at you, then glaring over to the boy in fury

he doesn’t let you take the boy’s hand, straight up grabbing under your armpits and lifting you back up himself, inspecting you carefully for any injuries

the boy gulps, “my bad man, i was just— well i was just doing laps and then—“

“no no,” you interrupt, “it was my fault hoon, i was trying to get to the wall and i wasn’t watching where i was going, really.”

sunghoon ignores you, “you’re the experienced one, be aware of your surroundings and watch where you’re going next time.” he says to him, before turning and pulling you away

you look back around to wave to the boy, who awkwardly waves back, making sunghoon scowl

you barely hold in a giggle, watching as your boyfriend angrily drags you and the most likely forgotten sled across the rink, “why’re you making your grumpy face?”

“i’m not making any face.” he says, pouting even more

“are you jealous i was gonna take his hand?” you wiggle your eyebrows, “that was pretty romantic, how he was smiling down at me, ready to help me up~”

the glare he sent you quickly made you shut up

safe to say, sunghoon made you regret your attempts to rile him up (because it worked) as he proceeded to force you onto the sled, beginning to absolutely fly around the rink as fast as he could, laughing while you held on for your dear life, screaming at him to slow down

oh and, right before you guys left the rink, he “accidentally” elbowed the poor boy that bumped into you extra hard

this petty drama queen 😭

// KIM SUNOO !

to be honest, sunoo doesn’t get jealous very often

but in the rare times he did, it’d definitely end with him being extra sassy and whiny

he’d do that classic sunoo face

yknow the one in the sunjayki vlive when he made the finger heart then suddenly just 🙄😐

yeah that one

you just got off work, and it was supposed to be a normal day where you just walked back to either your apartment, or to enha’s dorm to hang out with your boyfriend and his members

but today, sunoo insisted that he picked you up

you don’t know why, but the boy just really wanted to walk you home, saying that he’s never gotten to see you in your cute work uniform

then again, you just worked at a coffee shop

you weren’t sure if an apron and face mask was much of a uniform, or cute

either way, sunoo wouldn’t allow you to say no, despite your protests worrying about people recognising him even with his hat and mask

so here you were, waving goodbye to your last customer just as sunoo skips through the door happily, phone in hand

it takes you a moment to realise he’s already taking pictures of you

“yah! no taking pictures of our staff, i can sue you!” you whine, covering your face from his consistent clicks

“but you look so cute~” he laughs, watching you give up and begin to untie your apron in defeat

eventually, he puts his phone down and comes over to give you a warm hug

you smile, pecking his lips before leading him back outside, “i still don’t get why you want to do this, walking to my apartment isn’t very exciting.”

sunoo takes your hand in his proudly, “i think it’s very exciting, and i got lots of new photos to choose for my new lock screen.”

as you were about to complain, you notice a familiar face walking towards the both of you

“mingyu?” you ask hesitantly

the man who was once looking down at his phone, snaps his head up at the sound of your voice

“y/n? is that really you?” he grins

you gulp, gripping sunoo’s hand tighter, “uh yeah, nice to see you!”

luckily due to his mask, sunoo doesn’t have to worry about trying to be polite and smiley, frowning rather irritatedly under the soft fabric

he definitely remembers you mentioning a mingyu

and it was not a good memory

“who’s this?” mingyu asks, looking sunoo up and down, unimpressed

as you open your mouth to speak, sunoo speaks up for himself, “i’m their new boyfriend, and you must be their ex?” he says, passive aggressively smiling through his mask

mingyu frowns for a second before recovering, “uh, well yeah,” he looks back at you quickly, feeling judged by sunoo’s cold stare, “but y/n, we should really catch up soon! grab a coffee or something? i haven’t seen you in forever.”

sunoo scoffs sassily, “maybe because they don’t want to, did you ever consider that?”

“sunoo!” you gasp

“actually, me and y/n’s breakup was very amicable,” he insists, shooting you a ridiculous smile as if you were both in on some secret your boyfriend wasn’t

sunoo rolls his eyes dramatically, “sure, buddy. anyways, we’ll be off.” he says, pulling you away before he got any more fired up

mingyu shakes his head in annoyance before turning back to you, “bye y/n! call me whenever!”

sunoo couldn’t believe the nerve of this man, “not happening!“ he cheerily calls back

once you’ve both escaped, you sigh, “i’m sorry about him sun, don’t be mad.”

your boyfriend is clearly pouting under his mask, eyebrows creased in jealousy, “he still wants you.”

you look up at him, you don’t think sunoo has ever showed you such a genuinely pissed side of him before besides now, “it doesn’t matter sun, really, this is why we broke up. he can’t take any hints, including this one. i’ve clearly shown i only want you.”

sunoo smiles, suddenly untangling your fingers to raise his in front of your face, “you pinky promise?”

you grin back, shaking your head before lifting your own pinky, tightly wrapping it around his

“i pinky promise.”

// YANG JUNGWON !

jungwon can be easily jealous and riled up despite his calm aura at times

just someone he’s not familiar with complimenting you in a tone more flirty than necessary will have him frowning

however he rarely says anything, as long as it doesn’t go too far

the problem is, it’s not like he really can say anything unless it’s the staff or his members, the only other people who know about your relationship

you were one of their managers after all

enhypen is at an award show, getting ready to perform along with many other groups

jungwon decided to quickly go to the bathroom before the event begins

he was not expecting to also be forced to eavesdrop on the two other men who walk in

but he’s even more shocked when you’re brought up

“yo, did you see enhypen’s manager?”

the other whistles, “oh hell yeah, they’re eye candy, that’s for sure.”

he pokes the inside of his mouth with his tongue in annoyance, staring daggers at their feet outside the stall

“you think doyoung’s gonna go for it?” one of them laughs

“nah, he’s too much of a pussy. at this rate i should go for ‘em.”

he frowns, feeling utter disgust and rage at the way they speak about you

he immediately shuffles around in the stall, making the men aware of his presence

“oh shit.” one of them says, and just as jungwon opens the stall door, they escape, slamming the bathroom door shut

after washing his hands quickly, jungwon frustratedly runs to find you

when he does, you smile at him, a clipboard in your hand, “there you are, i’ve be—ah!” you yelp in surprise as jungwon suddenly pushes you into the nearby janitor closet

it’s easy to identify that he’s upset by the way he slams his lips against yours once you’re pinned against the wall, holding your chin up and continuing to hold you there with his other hand

you kiss him back for a bit, but eventually pull away

jungwon would never do something so risky

he’s never even kissed you that aggressively in his life, so of course you were slightly taken aback

“slow down won, you gotta talk to me. what’s going on?” you say, gently massaging his cheek

his jaw clenches, scowling, “just some idiots talking about you in the bathroom. i wish i could’ve just told them off.”

you sigh at that, “they’re all talk. it doesn’t matter when you know i only want you.”

he offers a tiny smile, dimple poking through, “mm, still wanna show you off though.”

later that day, jungwon watches as the asshole, aka the guy in the washroom (he assumes), tries to ask for your number

he’s ridiculously confident, a cocky smile adorning his face as if you’d never even think about saying no to him

jungwon rolls his eyes, watching the man already trying to give you his phone without even waiting for your reply

he can’t help but crack a proud smirk when he hears your rejection

“sorry, i have a boyfriend.”

// NISHIMURA RIKI !

the fact that this little brat finds it hilarious when you’re jealous

he purposely does anything he can just to make you jealous

but when you make him jealous? suddenly you’re the bad guy

there’s two forms of jealous riki, it depends on his mood really

jealouski #1: the clingy

“you don’t even love me anymore…”

“y/nnnnnnnnn why aren’t you looking at me??”

“i wan’ a kiss, you haven’t even given me a kiss in like ten minutes…”

“can you play with my hair jagi?”

*randomly holds your hand and starts playing with your fingers*

jealouski #2: the petty bitch

“you want a kiss? go ask jake hyung or something..”

“do you really deserve my cuddles after your little stunt earlier?”

“sorry, only my partner is allowed to sit in my lap. now go back to flirting with jungwon hyung.”

“hey bro, can you pass me the remote?” (yeah, he will bro zone you without hesitation if he’s jealous)

i mean, what did you expect from this boy

you’re on niki’s bed, play fighting as usual — this time with your feet

you push his foot off the right side of the bed, then he pushes yours back off the left >:(

at one point he hit your leg so hard you almost fell of the whole mattress, making him cackle proudly

that’s your boyfriend everybody

unfortunately, your wrestling was suddenly interrupted by your phone ringing

without even looking, you could tell niki was pouting slightly at your attention being taken from him

his upset expression grows even further when he watches you answer the phone excitedly, “oh my gosh, jisung? it’s been too long!”

at that, niki quickly grabs his phone, proceeding to furiously tap on his screen with a passion

you huff when your phone buzzes once more, putting jisung on speaker to see who had texted you

surprise surprise, it’s none other than the dumbass next to you

riki <3 - 7:04pm : who tf is jesung???

you roll your eyes, looking up to see niki staring daggers at you

you - 7:05pm : old friend, now stfu and wait til im done

niki scoffs when he reads your reply, deciding to busy himself with his phone

however, his distraction doesn’t work very long, as just like a toddler, he got bored in about five minutes

and to his dismay, you were still talking on the phone with jisung

“wow that’s great! you really do deserve the opportunity.” you nod along, listening to jisung talk about his promotion at work

this time when your phone buzzes, you already have a strong feeling who it is

riki <3 - 7:11pm : hi

you try not to laugh, sending niki a “what is wrong with you” look

however niki doesn’t return your gaze at you, hiding his face behind his phone

you - 7:11pm : hi baby

niki grins happily, quickly typing back

riki <3 - 7:11pm : can u tell him to shut up and that ur busy with ur hot bf

you give him an unimpressed look when he finally meets your eyes

you - 7:12pm : busy doing what? playing footsie on ur bed?

riki <3 - 7:12pm : ya

sighing, you decide that you should probably wrap up the conversation

“alright, it was really nice catching up jisung-ah! hopefully we can plan a hang out soon?”

“yeah that sounds great! alright, bye y/n!”

the second you hang up, niki lets out a strangled yell as if he’s in pain

“finaaaalllyyyyyy,” he groans, “you were talking to him for like an hour!”

you sigh and throw your phone to the side, turning to pull niki into an embrace

he gladly accepts, pressing his face into your chest, “i don’t like jisung. he’s trying to steal you away.”

you scoff, playing with his hair, “you have no right to be this upset, you purposely make me jealous all the time.”

meanwhile, you can feel the idiot smiling

“well that’s funny, this isn’t.”

“i think it was pretty funny.”

he lifts his head slightly, staring at you coldly

you gulp

yikes

you’ve just activated jealouski #2

have fun being called bro for the rest of the week <3

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hi srry if you don't do requests but I have to ask cuz I love everything about your writing.

Can u write a fic where the mc is strictly monogamous but 141 are SO madly in love so they fight on who gets to be with her and it's causing actual problems between them?

Ignored this if u don't want to. Anyway stay slaying✨

Hey ☀️🩷 Ofc I take requests this is my first one tho, I hope you like It, and it's like you imagined because I always have like a little movie in my head when I write a scene and with requests. I don't know if my thoughts match with yours- performance anxiety lol. Still thank you for supporting me 🩷☀️

Fighting for you

TF 141 x Reader

You always had that one plan in your life: meet a nice guy, date for 2 years, marry him with the most extravagant wedding dress someone could imagine, and after that, you get three fat babies whom you will love and dote on.

The only problem was, as a nurse on a military base, you didn't meet guys capable of this lifestyle. You hated to see all these men trying to get in your pants while they were married.

"Why are you in the med again, Johnny?" You scolded him. Of course, you found the Scotsman funny and liked his daily visits, but still, having him here all the time felt like a lost puppy when you had work to do.

"Look, Bonnie, have a mean scratch, need stitches from ya."

"Is that so, Mr. MacTavish?"

"Yes, Bonnie, look." He showed you a scar on his biceps, and you sighed. You knew he was only coming for something else; no soldier went to the medical just because of a scratch. He started to flex his biceps.

"Johnny, that's barely anything."

"But ya always fix me good, lassie." He looked at you with puppy eyes, and you sighed, disinfecting his nonexistent wound. "Such a good caretaker, lass. Need to put a ring on ya before someone else does." You blushed at the thought of marrying someone like Johnny. He was handsome, funny, and super strong, but he was a flirt, probably flirting with every other nurse. Besides, you had a date today.

"Johnny, stop flirting. I have a date today."

"Just a date, lass. It's not like you'll marry him."

You stared at him with a dead glare. "For some people, dates are important, Johnny!"

"Who is it?"

"None of your business, and now leave," you scolded him, annoyed by his noisy behavior.

-----------

"Who of you bastards broke the agreement?" Johnny started to scream at his teammates.

"What do you mean, Soap?" Kyle asked, confused.

"We agreed that no one can have her since she doesn’t want to share, so who of you tossers broke the agreement and goes on a date with her?"

"How do you even know that mate, if you didn’t break the agreement too?"

"I just needed her to take care of my injuries, Kyle."

"Bullshit, you barely got a scratch. Admit that you wanted to break off the agreement too. Admit it." Gaz barked, walking towards Soap to pick him up by his shirt.

"Enough of you, Muppets!"

"You broke the agreement, Captain, didn't ya? Telling us all about the agreement and then taking out my future wife."

"I didn't, and even if, she'd be more happy to become Mrs. Price than Mrs. MacTavish."

They were so close to fighting; everyone accused the other of taking you on that date. They remembered the first day they saw you; all of them were smitten. You were just too precious, full of love and excitement. Perfect hair, perfect body, everything about you was perfect for them. You could walk with your greasy messy bun, and they’d kneel for you, promising you’re the most beautiful woman on earth. After a while, they noticed how every one of them was smitten, how Johnny spent every minute in the infirmary, Ghost becoming your shadow, protecting you from every danger of the world without you even knowing, the Captain always treated you better than every other staff member, you had more off days, better shifts, and even better pay, and Kyle bringing you always your favorite coffee and a bunch of pastries when you overworked yourself again.

Johnny was the first one to ask the rest if they’d be open to a poly relationship. He was the most open about his sexuality, and having Simon and you was the perfect thing for him. Whether the reasons why they agreed to try to court you in this relationship, every one of them thought you only deserved the best, and that included being worshiped by four muscular men.

Unfortunately, your best friend, who noticed their goal while you still stayed in your naive bubble, popped their bubble, telling them to sod off. You weren’t made for this kind of relationship; you were jealous and liked the idea of monogamy way too much. You only wanted to have one husband. That's how the agreement started none of them will pursue you, and they will only start something with you if you approach them, no more flirting, favoritism, or looming over you.

Nonetheless, they gave a fuck about their agreement, behind closed doors still trying to court you in various different ways, but how could they not? You were perfect, and they were obsessed and way too much in love with you to let someone else have you.

"Where the fuck is Ghost?" Kyle asked, looking around for the scary man with the skull face mask.

"Fucking hell, he is her date."

"Sick bastard."

------

Soap walked into Ghost's barracks, eager to scream at his best friend. He was the first to love you, so Ghost should not have gone on a date with you without telling him. The betrayal felt immaculate, his best friend with the love of his life.

"Aye, Lieutenant, heard you're going on a date with the lassie."

"Johnny, it just happened."

"No hard feelings, LT. Where are you taking her?"

"Alfredo's."

"Oh, okay."

Simon looked confused at Johnny. "What's wrong?"

"Take her to a better place a steakhouse or a fish restaurant. Give her a real meal, not something cheap. Lassies love this fancy shit."

"Thanks, mate."

---------------

Your date with Ghost was okay. He was brooding over something, and as he insisted on ordering something for you as a surprise, despite you telling him no, he did it, wanting to be a posh bloke who knows what his lady wants. Soap said you liked this fancy shit and heavy meat and fish.

As you looked disgusted at the filet steak, trying not to be rude by saying you're a vegetarian, he lost it mentally, not with you but with his best friend, who betrayed him just for you. He'd do the same, of course, but it's still different, right?

The date went on way too cringy, Simon spent most of the time apologizing to you for the messed-up date, and you tried to reassure him that it was okay. When he brought you back home, he asked if he could stay the night, and you politely declined.

"Johnny, I'm going to rip your fucking head off."

"Aye, shit," Johnny screamed as he began to run.

"The date went shit, I guess?" Kyle asked, unfazed by all the screaming from the two men fighting. He acted as if he didn't let slip the information that she is vegetarian next to Johnny or told Price she liked roses after she told him for 20 minutes straight how they are overrated. The best part was no one even suspected him; he was calm about the situation, not trying to solve it with violence like Johnny and Simon. While the others played checkers, he played chess to get you.

"Yes, it was."

"I told you muppets, I'm the one who deserves her."

"Shut up, Price," Ghost scoffed.

"I think so too, Captain should have her. At least he treats her well," Kyle said with a boyish grin.

So the Captain asked you out on a date, and after some convincing, you agreed, making yourself ready and waiting for him in desperation. You looked great, hair curled, mascara applied, and in a dress that was classy but a bit sexy. You knew Price could be a guy for this, maybe a bit too old, but still, you could grow old with him, and maybe he would give you everything your innocent heart desires.

After waiting for an hour, you were sure he wouldn’t come. If only you had known that Ghost was faking an accident and Soap's promise to tell you about it, not to let the sweet angel wait for the Captain. Soap was already on the way to play the knight in shining armor, fully confident to finally sweep you off your feet and make you the future Mrs. MacTavish, his sweet little angel. Oh, how the boys would look to know that he got the heart of their sweetheart finally.

Too late.

"Hey, lovely, why are you sobbing? Do I need to punch someone for you?"

"It's embarrassing, Kyle."

"Tell me about it."

"Just had a bunch of weird dates. One wanted to only bed me, I guess, and the other stood me up," you sobbed, looking into Kyle's pretty face.

"Oh, love, you know that all these guys around the boys are head over heels fighting over you like wild animals."

"Never."

"They are, how couldn't they? You're perfect."

"You're a flirt, you know that."

"And you're too pretty to cry, you know that?" He winked at you, removing the tears from your beautiful eyes.

"You think so?"

"Mhm."

"Kyle," you asked him shyly, looking deep into his brown eyes.

"Yes?"

"Are you one of the boys who fight over me too?"

"Sure as hell, love!" He almost shouted, full of enthusiasm.

"You wouldn’t want what I want."

"And how do you know that?"

"I just want you, to know all, exclusive dating."

"Mhm, I'd give you that without a doubt, love. Just let me prove to you that I'm the right one for you, love." His hand slowly went to your face, caressing the soft skin that was still tinted by your mascara tears. "You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen." And when you looked at him with your doe eyes, he lost it, slowly pulling his rough lips on your soft ones, holding your head for dear life as if you could vanish any second. He was afraid he did something wrong, maybe scared you like a deer, but you didn't shy away; you pulled him closer, letting his lips intertwine with yours and slowly opening your mouth to let his tongue explore yours. It felt like a firework in your body; every fiber burned with pure passion as he kissed you. You didn't want to stop; you needed him as deeply as he longed for you.

"Fucking Garrick, I didn't think he’d win her over," Ghost murmured behind the wall, watching you with the others in jealousy as Kyle got their girl.

"He played us like fucking fools, telling us it's okay if we win her over," Price muttered, annoyed and kinda proud at his sneaky bastard.

"I'm more of a looker than fucking Gaz," Soap said, annoyed.

As happy as you were right now, all of the boys knew the fight for your heart wouldn’t stop until there was a ring on your finger.

[redtaylorsversiongirlie]

Omg so I’m currently obsessed with James but I’ve also been listening to ‘You are in Love’ by Taylor ofc, so I was wondering if you could do a fic based that, please and thank you! No rush ofc!❤️🥹

𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆.

❥ pairings: james potter x fem!reader

❥ summary: short story about you & james falling in love.

❥ warnings: muggle au, a tiny little bit smut

❥ word count: 1,2k

❥ a/n: based off you are in love by the music industry

you noticed james looking at you from the other side of the room as you engaged in a conversation with your friend remus who just happened to get married to his boyfriend sirius.

you locked your eyes with james as you asked, "who is that?"

remus looked to his friend's direction. "oh, that's my close friend, james." he glanced back at you. "i'm gonna be honest with you. he already asked me about you so i'm pretty sure he will ask you out soon."

"really?" you raised an eyebrow and smiled, making james blush.

"yeah. will you say yes?"

you turned to face him and shrugged. "maybe. is he nice?"

remus nodded. "the nicest person i've ever met. a heart of gold he has. don't tell that to sirius, though."

you smiled and mimicked locking your lips.

you are in love you are in love you are in love you are in love you are in love

it didn't take james more than a second to convince you to go on a date with him as you agreed as soon as he asked you.

you two spend an entire afternoon and evening together and it was getting close to midnight but none of you seemed to want this day to end.

talking to james was so easy. you completed each other. it felt like you two knew each other forever. you loved and hated feeling excited about seeing him again when the date you were on didn't even end yet.

not to mention the fact how beautiful he was. with his dark hair falling down his face over his eyes that gave you a look which made you blush and you only thanked that it was dark so he couldn't tease you.

"are you tired?" he asked when he stopped on the traffic lights. you glanced at the digital clock in his car. it was 11:51pm but you were nowhere near tired.

"no, not at all?" you answered. "you?"

he shook his head. "me neither. you want to grab a coffee?"

you looked at him as if he was crazy and chuckled. "coffee at midnight?"

he nodded. "why not?"

"okay. yeah, why not?"

james quickly found a late-night café nearby and got you two coffees. then, you enjoyed them underneath the night sky. the street lights reflected the chain on your neck.

"look up," he said and when you did, you could feel your shoulders brush. "that's ursa major constellation," he was pointing at the constellation that represented a great bear. "it was one of the forty-eight constellations listed by the second century ad astronomer ptolemy." his finger then pointed to another one. "and that's leo."

"are you interested in stars?" you question and he looked at you, staying quiet for a bit before chuckling and shaking his head.

"not much," he admitted. "but remus told me you do so i just tried to remember everything sirius told me about stars to impress you."

"well," you smiled up at him. "it did impress me."

when you got into his car and he drove you home, comfortable silence prevailed between you two. you could hear it, though.

you were going to fall in love.

you are in love you are in love you are in love you are in love you are in love

about a month and a half later, you spent the night at james's for the first time. i mean, you spend the night at his place already but this time it was different. you two made love.

you wanted to take things slowly at first but something clicked inside you the night before. you were so attracted to him. not only because of his appearance but because of his personality too. he was so lovely and, god, so bloody beautiful.

the morning after, you woke up in an empty bed. you looked around the room, eyebrows furrowed. you could smell something burnt. after you rubbed your eyes and stretched, you reached for a piece of clothing thrown on the floor and the memories of the night before came into your mind, making you bite your lip and blush. you put on james's white shirt and your underwear before making your way to the kitchen.

you found james sitting on one of the chairs by he table with his head in his hands.

worry was written all over your face as you walked over to him and squeezing his shoulder. "what's going on,?"

he looked up at you with puppy eyes and pointed at the kitchen counter. "wanted to make you toasts for breakfast and i burnt them."

"oh," you tried to stop yourself from laughing. he was so adorable. "well, that's okay, i can make them."

he nodded and as you wanted to go and make the toasts, he wrapped his strong arms around your waist and brought you closer. you smiled and ran your hand through his hair, making it even messier as if that was even possible. flashbacks from last night appeared in front of your eyes. how you pulled at his hair when he went down on you and the whimpers he let out because of that.

you made enough toasts for both of you and you ate them in silence, just enjoying each other's presence. james held your hand and played with the ring on your finger.

after breakfast and a short make out session, you, unfortunately, had to get ready for work. james watched you getting undressed with a grin on his face that you rolled your eyes at with a smile.

"keep it," he said when you wanted to give him back his shirt.

"huh?"

"keep it. it looks so much better on you," he spoke before giving your cheek a kiss.

"you sure?"

"yeah, of course."

"okay," you breathed out and paused. "well, i have to go. . ."

"okay," james nodded. "i'll call you later, yeah?"

"yeah," you agreed. and with a last peck on his lips, you unwillingly left to work.

you are in love you are in love you are in love you are in love you are in love

three months into the relationship and you were happier than ever. james might seem a bit boyish but in reality he is the most mature boyfriend you've ever had. when you two fought, he wouldn't be rude to you, he wouldn't ignore you. instead of that, he would sit you down and you both would talk about how you felt.

but of course, you two wouldn't fight often. if there was anything bothering you, you learnt that it's best to talk about it rather than let it bubble inside of you and then explode, causing a fight.

there was a moment after a certain argument that you will hold close to your heart forever.

you two were lying in bed at james's place, not talking much for the entire evening. you had to admit it was your fault. you were a bit to stubborn to talk things through.

it could be a bit past midnight, about an hour since your and james's heads hit the pillows, when you felt his arm wrapping around your waist. you didn't pull away or anything like that. it was hours since you felt the warmth of his body.

you felt james's lips on the back of your head. you turned around to face him and touched his face. he leaned into your hand.

you heard him take a deep breath and then he said, "you're my best friend."

and you knew what it was.

he is in love.

[theemporium]

yes please, I love ur Remus stories <3 maybe write about him and reader having a fight but the other boys kinda agree that she's right and remus getting mad at them too? idk if u understand what i mean haha but a happy ending ofc

thank you for requesting!🖤

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You and Remus didn’t fight often, not really.

You had the odd squabble here and there, the ones that didn’t really mean anything and would usually end with the both of you laughing it off. Or the ones that were so stupid that you’d go a few hours not talking to each other before realising just how dumb you both were.

But it had never been this bad. And it had never been in front of an audience either.

“He’s gonna come around, bug, just gotta give him some time,” Sirius murmured as he slumped down onto the couch next to you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his side.

“Is he though?” you whispered, the thought that had been plaguing your mind for the last few days and saying it out loud only made the pit in your stomach deepen. “He hasn’t spoken to us in three days, Sirius.”

“He’s just a stubborn git sometimes,” Sirius assured you with a soft squeeze to your shoulder. “He needs some time to realise that he’s wrong. He’s gonna come back to us, bug, I know our Moony.” 

“I’m just worried,” you admitted, your chin tucked against your chest as you stared down at your hands, picking at the skin around your nails before another hand reached over to bat your fingers away.

“We are too,” this time it was James who spoke as he settled on the other side of you, flashing you a smile that made the tightness in your chest ease a little. “But he’s a good egg, even if he is a bit emotionally slow sometimes.”

In all honesty, you couldn’t remember exactly what the fight had been about. It started off as a conversation about the full moon and Remus’ safety, and it ended with you two yelling at each other from across the room before he stormed off after Sirius and James stepped in, backing you up.

He didn’t return to the flat that night and you heard from Lily that he had crashed at Mary’s place for the time being. You were happy he was safe but you wish he was home, you wish he was with you. Sleeping in your bed alone only further set you on edge and the fact the house seemed so empty didn’t help. 

It was why the two boys had been hanging around as much as they could. You knew exactly what they were doing, even if they didn’t say it out loud. But you appreciated the gesture nonetheless. 

“What do you feel like for dinner today?” James asked as he reached for the pile of takeout menus lying on the coffee table. “It's your turn.”

Sirius frowned. “I thought it was my turn?”

“Yeah but you’re gonna choose something weird,” James grumbled, narrowly avoiding the attack when Sirius leaned over to smack the back of his head.

You laughed. “Both of you are actual children, I—”

But you cut yourself off when you heard the door lock turning. 

In an instant all three of you were standing, the boys taking a stance in front of you with their wands drawn and ready, only to pause when they noticed it was Remus walking through the door. Remus, with heavy bags under his eyes and a bouquet of your favourite flowers in his hand. 

“Hi,” he whispered, taking in the sight of his two friends before his eyes fell on you.

“Hey,” you whispered back with a timid smile.

“Uh, we’re gonna go!” James suddenly announced as he slapped his hands together. “Isn’t that right, Pads?” 

“Very right indeed, Prongs!” 

If it weren’t for the werewolf standing a few feet away from you, you would have found the sight of two grown wizards scattering and rushing towards the door quite amusing. But your attention was completely snagged on your boyfriend.

“Let me just get this out before you say anything,” Remus quickly spoke up before you could even open your mouth. “Please.”

You nodded for him to continue.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he whispered out as he began to walk closer to you. “I am so fucking sorry for being an idiot these past few days. I am sorry for having my head up my ass. I am sorry that you just cared about me and my safety and I freaked out on you.” 

His eyes never left yours as he stopped a few inches in front of you, letting out a shaky breath. “I guess it’s still hard for me to remember that I have people who care about me and accept me. That I have someone like you who loves me unconditionally.”

“Even when you’re being an ass,” you added with a soft smile.

Remus grinned. “Even when I’m being an ass.”

“I just want you to be safe,” you murmured softly, almost as if you were scared to kick off the argument all over again.

“I know, I’m sorry I freaked out,” he muttered as he placed the flowers down gently before taking your face in his hands. “I love you and I would have done the same for you.”

You leaned into his touch. “I love you too, Lupin.” 

“Thank fuck for that,” he said with a sigh of relief before he leaned down to kiss you.

“Be honest,” you muttered against his lips. “Did Mary kick your ass when you told her the whole story?”

Remus snorted. “Big time.” 

Your grin widened. “I knew I loved her.”

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[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Hi! Can you write a Xavier Thorpe x Reader one shot, where reader is just like Wednesday, doesn’t show her emotions and is really closed off.

Her and Xavier have had a ‘thing’ going on but Xavier was sick of her not showing how she feels and not wanting to tell people and they have a fight just before the Rave’n so Xavier ends up taking Bianca.

When Reader turns up with Wednesday, Tyler, Enid and Ajax, she sees Xavier with Bianca and actually starts to tear up for the first time in her life.

The others are noticing she’s crying are are freaking out and she keeps denying it before she finally breaks down and runs out.

Maybe Enid is angry and goes up to Xavier shouting and he eventually runs after Reader, and a happy ending please? A really soft cute ending where they fix things and Reader is just desperately apologising and begging for Xavier to stay with her, which is unlike her but she really loves him :))

Sorry if this is too much detail! I absolutely adore your writing by the way, and though I’d request this with you as you write so well! <3

ofc!

NOT FAIR

pairings: Xavier Thorpe x Fem!reader summary: ^^^^ warnings:

"hey" Xavier greeted you with a big smile as he wrapped his arms around you.

"stop" you nervously pushed him away gently, looking around, checking if anyone was in the quad

"don't do that in public" you stated bluntly

"I was just saying hello" he chuckled confused "what's wrong with that?"

"nothing, just don't hug me" you spoke mono-toned

"so I can't hug my girl? what else can't I do?" he questioned rhetorically

"first of all I'm not exactly your girl. and anything but physical affection, verbal affection. any type type of affection really or touching" you replied dully

"so I can't even hold your hand?" he scoffed

"don't take it personally" you remarked

"I will take it personally! I can't do anything with you! I thought we had something" he admitted

"I never said we didn't" you shrugged

"well why don't you want to let people know? are you embarrassed of me or something?" he questioned

"more embarrassed that we have to have this discussion" you responded

"can you at least tell me how you feel?" he pleaded

"I feel bad" you paused, trying to think of the words. but Xavier thought that was it and his face softened

"I feel bad that I have to waste my time having this discussion. you knew what I was like when you met me, yet you still pursue me"

"you're kidding, right?" he huffed

"I don't kid"

"I'm so sick of you not telling me how you feel about things. it's not that easy to guess your emotions, Y/n. and what's the problem of not letting people see? what are they going to do, huh?" he said loudly

"if you're sick of me, then leave" you barked

"and let me guess, you won't care, will you?" he laughed sarcastically

"I mean I wouldn't be sad" you shrugged

"of course you wouldn't" he rolled his eyes before walking away from you.

you blinked before walking back to your room, where you were going before you came up to you.

----

"are you meeting Xavier there or is he meeting you here?" Enid asked

"well he didn't ask me so I'm guessing neither" you replied

"what! why?" she almost shouted

"I guess we had a fight a week ago, I kind of thought he would come back but he hasn't talked to me since, so." you explained

"about what?" Yoko asked

"something stupid about not showing feelings" you sighed.

"I'm sorry, honey!" Enid apologised, coming to your side

"I don't care" you brushed it off.

"ok, well I have to go meet my date. see you guys there!" Yoko waved, leaving the room

"ready?" you asked Wednesday

"I told you I'm not going" she called

---

"never in any second of any day did I think I would be here" Wednesday groaned, entering the room in her black dress

"but you're glad that you are, right?!" Enid clapped happily

"not necessarily" she spoke

you looked around the room, seeing Xavier with Bianca, you felt your stomach drop and a weird feeling throughout your body.

you couldn't move as you stared at the pair as they laughed with each other

"you ok?" Ajax asked, noticing the way your eyes watered

you looked at him, snapping out of your thoughts as you blinked rapidly

"I'm fine" you lied

"alright" he smiled.

you looked back at them as your friends walked a little ahead of you.

the feeling came back, at a much worse rate, making you feel sick. you felt your eyes start to water again, but they actually fell down your cheeks this time

"hey! hey, what's wrong?" Enid pressed as she turned to you, noticing your state

"nothing, it's just so bright in here" you made up an excuse

she looked over to where you were looking

"are you sure it's not about them?" she questioned softly

"I'm sure, Enid" you nodded your head, subtly sniffling

"it's ok to be upset" Ajax added

"I'm not upset!" you spoke too loud, making some people around you turn your way

"I'm not upset" you repeated as more tears fell down.

"honey, it's ok" Enid comforted

"No it's not!" you cried, quickly walking out of the room to the quad, where you sat down on the edge of the fountain, crying.

--

back at the dance, Enid watched as you ran out crying. she sighed before looking over at your friends. she turned to Xavier on the other side of the room and took a deep breath

"can I talk to Xavier for a second?" Enid asked calmly to Bianca

she looked her up and down before looking at Xavier "I'll get us some drinks" she said before she left

"what is wrong with you?" Enid qustioned angrily

"what are you talking about" he raised an eyebrow

"you had no right to tell her she can't show her feelings! because she can and it's obvious that she has feelings for you!" she almost yelled at the tall boy

"yeah, it's so obvious" he replied sarcastically

"she's crying over you right now, Xavier. so don't come telling me or her or anybody that she doesn't have feelings. because she does" Enid poked his chest with her pointer finger

"I hate to break it to you, Enid, but I don't think she's crying, are you sure you j-"

"you think you can just show up with a date- who, is not her but your ex and she would be upset about it? you might not have seen much from her but I can tell you right now that now is the time to see her" Enid cut Xavier off

Xavier looked over at Bianca, who was talking to her friend with two drinks in her hand

"you can't seriously be contemplating to stay with Bianca or going to find, Y/n are you?" she scoffed "if you are then don't go to Y/n. but if you can tell me that you 100 percent have no feelings for Bianca anymore, then go"

Xavier looked down at Enid and looked around

"she's in the quad"

"thanks" Xavier smiled before walking quickly out of the dance room.

--

"hey, you ok?" Xavier started, hearing sniffles and sobs from you as your back faced him

"go back to Bianca, I'm sure she'll be looking for you" you spoke wobbily

"you know I don't care about her" he sat down next to you

"I'm sorry" you sobbed

"for what?" he asked

"not showing enough emotions, I thought you knew how much I liked you" you mumbled

"liked?" Xavier quizzed, his voice was gentle and uneasy as he repeated what you said

"I mean I still do, I wouldn't be crying if I didn't" you laughed quietly

"good" he smiled, he kept his distance as you turned to sit looking ahead instead of the water in the fountain

you two sat in silence for a while, hearing the muffled music from inside

you leaned in closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder as you looked down at your hands.

Xavier smiled to himself as he looked at you in the corner of his eyes.

"you look really pretty tonight" he confessed

"thank you" you sniffled.

"you look beautiful every day, I'm just trying to say you look really nice in that dress" he blushed lightly

"I know" you giggled

Xavier sighed happily, letting silence take over again. he reached hand out anxiously wondering if you'll take it or not

you looked down at his hand that rested on his thigh, open for you to hold. you smiled before reaching for it, intertwining your fingers as you held onto it.

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[lias-writings]

The making of The Last of Us

pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader

warnings: kissing, established relationship, pet names, fluff, mention of hickeys, little jealousy

summary: just a few cute moments shared between you and your partner bella during the filming TLOU<33

a/n: hi! so sorry I couldn’t pos this sooner but here we are, I had a really hard week and i finally managed to finish this today anyway thanks to everyone who voted it was helpful, I hope you have a nice day/night and im going to sleep, love ya, enjoy!! <3

masterlist

before you two started dating:

you and bella were the only people around your age during most of the filming a spending 3 months together filming and still had like 8 more to go you just grew closer and gained sort of feelings for each other. both of you were too shy to admit something and the fear of making things awkward wasn’t really handy.

when pedro after weeks finally made bella confess to you, you couldn’t be happier, you were about to spend another months with your now partner working on a tv show you’ve grown to love- what a dream, right?

~~~~~~~

“get a room”

you were sitting on the grass, near the set, enjoying the sun. you haven’t seen much of it while working in canada so you were grateful for every sunny day.

re-reading your lines for scene you were supposed to film next and making sure you remember them correctly you heard footsteps behind you. you didn’t even had to look and you already knew who that is.

feeling two hand wrapping around your waist made it even more obvious to you.

“hi.” bella whispered in your ear gently. you could swear you heard his smile.

“hey.” you said back.

“what are doing love?” they asked while you turned your head to face them

“just reading the lines.” you answered holing eye contact with her and after few seconds of looking at each other with heart eyes and stupid smiles you felt his lips kissing your and you kissed back, almost immediately.

little kisses turned into a make out session but you two still held a little back, knowing anyone could be walking around.

after few seconds you felt bella’s hands back on your waist so instinctively put yours around their neck.

“jesus! seriously, get a room, you two are making single people cry.”

and that was all it took you and bella to open your eyes and almost jump from each other (you would if y’all weren’t sitting ofc).

“pedro, I swear to god, grow up!” you yelled with a smile creeping on your face. bella just chuckled and shook her head in amusement.

“yeah, yeah whatever, now get up we have a work to do, you can make out later.” the man said and started walking towards the set, which was few meters away.

~~~~~~~~~

me? jealous? never!

a/n: lily’s not an actual actress from tlou I completely made her up for the story !! she/her pronouns used for lily :)) oh!! and bcs the 2nd most voted was jealous!bella hear is a short one and longer, better, is on its way !!!

so you and bella have been dating for a few months and everything is great. a few weeks ago you started filming new episode, which means new people on the set. you got friends with a girl named lily, who’s playing a background character and it’s going good so far.

you would never claim yourself as an oblivious person, you always could tell when people tried to hit on you, but this time, you were completely blind.

lily had a crush on you even before you started filming but seeing you in person made her fall for you even more. she knew you were in relationship with bella (I mean you two made it really obvious) and she knew it was wrong from her to like you but she couldn’t help herself.

she started with just small talks with you during the breaks or between each takes, she would even became friends with bella.

after few days she asked you to hang out, you being a perfect gf obviously told bella, who didn’t really mind because lily seemed nice to them as well.

after few weeks of your friendship with lily bella finally figured out what’s all this about but he didn’t want to seem possessive so she haven’t said anything.

they even wouldn’t if you weren’t completely oblivious and didn’t keep on hanging out with lily.

you of course noticed that bella has been more affectionate when people were around and that they haven’t been as nice to lily as they used to. (not that lily was nice to bella, she sort of ignored them whenever you were around)

“don’t you see that? she’s totally into you!” bella said not really calmly after you confronted her about her behaviour.

“what are you talking about? bella, she’s my friend.” you answered confused.

“she doesn’t wants to be friends with you, the way she looks at you, touches your arms whenever you’re around, or when she’s flirting with you? in front of me? that’s not friendship.” bella says back as if it was completely obvious. (it was)

“bella i-wait, are you jealous?”

“me? jealous? never.”

and that’s when it hit you. bella might be an amazing actor but they can’t lie (at least not to you). you also realised that he was right the whole time. looking back you couldn’t believe you were so blind, maybe you wanted to believe that she’s your friend so bad, you didn’t see the rest of it.

in the upcoming time you made sure that lily gets the hint that you are not interested in her and that you would never choose anyone over bella. (i mean who would, it’s bella)

bella also made sure that lily gets the hint by covering your neck (not just the neck but mainly) in blue and purple bruises, not that it was handy while filming ( your makeup artist wasn’t happy and you better believe that) but it fulfilled its purpose.

a/n: btw!! I might do something like this in future again, i had fun writing it!!