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dreamofjoys · 1 year

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Malleus in a rut

— c/w: smut, afab, malleus in his season eheh, scratching, groping, cockwarming, shower sex, breeding, cunningligus, overstimulation, serpent tongue,

— a/n: i did a similar one but it was for an april fool's prank LOL anyways here's a legitimate one :D i got carried away tbh

Malleus knows it's gonna be his season soon when he starts showing tantrums and being clingy towards you

You know it too, especially during the mornings when he would cling onto your body like a koala, looking at you with puppy dog eyes, begging you to stay in bed with him while snarling at anyone who dares to interrupt his time with you

Times like this, everyone (just malleus honestly) decided that it would be best to just whisk you away to one of his private towers so that no one would disturb the both of you

His season is probably one of the best thing that has happened to him, since he gets to spend infinite amount of time with you without having to bother about his pending workload

Every morning with him is just lazy time, you being too tired and sore from previous night’s activities ahem ahem

You would wake up to Malleus staring at you, propping his elbow up to rest his chin on his palm, his bare chest with scratch marks on displayed

Your face would turn red when you realised how hard you scratched him. Malleus doesn’t really care about it, in fact he loves it when your nails dig into his skin, leaving crescent red marks. Those are physically proof that you are laying your claim on him(or at least in his dragon theory), and he wants you to mark him over and over again

You would forcefully drag yourself out of bed, deciding to take an hour long of morning shower after falling asleep with layers of sweats and.... fluids

But it's all a game over when you start to stand up. A trail of white cum starts leaking down between your legs, reminding you of how much Malleus had dumped his cum in you the previous night

Dragon boy saw it and was not happy at all

He carries you to the shower, turning on the shower head so that the both of you would start cleaning up

However, he's a sneaky boy. He would slot his rock hard cock back into your cunt, determined not to let any of his seeds drip out again

It's romantic at first. The both of you facing each other, rubbing onto each other's body with body wash. You would apply some shampoo to Malleus's wet hair, scratching onto his scalp with foamed bubbles, making him purr in delight

(( THE IMAGE IN MY MIND RN IS THE WATER FROM THE SHOWER HEAD DRIPPING ONTO MALLEUS, MAKING HIS HAIR WET AND THEN IT DRIPS DOWN TO HIS CHEST, MAKING IT LOOK EXTRA SHINY. AND THEN YOUR HANDS ARE SCRATCHING ONTO HIS SCALP AND THERE'S SOME BUBBLES IN IT. HE IS PURRING IN DELIGHT. BARK BARK GRRRR WOOOF))

But then Malleus decided to play around, bucking his hips up in such precise accuracy, making sure that his tip brush onto your sweet spot

Perhaps your little moan in response has triggered his raging hormones again, he had you pressed in a missionary position against the shower wall, beginning to ruthlessly assault your cunt at 8am in the morning

One hand presses on your waist to hold you against the wall while the other roams around your body, spreading - while groping and kneading - the body wash all over your soft flesh

There's really just something turning him on when he sees you drenched from head to toe, folded in half perfectly for him. His cock disappearing in and out from your pussy. God, you are definitely made for him. How he want to just fill you up with his cum, and maybe dirty you a little by cumming all over your body

That 1 hour shower turned into 3 hours of sex

And that wasn't even the end. Lunch was meant to be a break time where people rest and eat to recharge their energy, right???

RIGHT??

In Malleus's eyes, it's just the time for him to eat you out like a starved man. Bending you over the kitchen, spreading your ass cheeks to expose your pretty pussy to him while he dives head right in, fully burying his face in as his tongue laps and swallows everything that you give

It was good at first. His wet muscle may pale in comparison when it comes to his thick cock, but man was excellent at pleasuring you, his mate. His long serpent tongue doing circular motions to feel every single part of your wall spasming around like crazy just on his tongue alone

Would insert two fingers inside just to scissor you, bringing you closer to your orgasm as you let out a high pitched moan, walls clamping down on him before releasing the tight knot

He's a god at making you cum just on his tongue. But when it gets too much, you tried closing your thighs, which resulted to trapping his head in between your legs. Your small hands gripping on his horns, trying to push him away as you tell him that you can't cum anymore. You are hungry, you want to eat. But man only stays stationery in his position, the filthy sound of your slopping wet pussy being devoured continues to echo through the kitchen

If you haven't said your safe word yet, surely, you don't mind, right?

Dinner is... well, dinner. Dragon boy will have you sit on his lap while feeding you like how a mother would feed their child. It's absolutely pleased when you open your mouth to eat the food that he personally spoon feeds you to. A protective arm wraps around your waist, his thumb rubbing circles as you excitedly tell him about one of your outings back in your world

Will think you are a chipmunk when your mouth is stuff with food while looking at him with eager eyes

Sex after dinner? It depends. He knows you are tired and won't push too much (He holds himself back but if you want to, you guys can keep on going)

Basically he becomes sex crazy during this period but man is still a puppy for you regardless of what happens

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #dreamofjoystwst #imagines #y/n #diasomnia #twst malleus #twst smut #malleus hcs #malleus x reader #twisted wonderland malleus #twst malleus smut #malleus smut

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f0point5 · 5 months

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Give us some max/emilia post Australia end cuteness. Emilia misses one race and it’s Australia. Max dnfs. Ect ect

Or have a text chain of Emilia being a pure menace texting max all the innuendos and funny commentary during a press conference.

This is too adorable. I went with the first one because I’m a glutton for punishment lol. I hope you enjoy it 🫶🫶🫶

I’m only up when you’re not down

You don’t actually speak to Max after his DNF. Huddled into the small living room of your suite in Niseko with the rest of your friends to watch the Grand Prix, you’d felt sick the second Carlos had passed Max.

“Fuck, fuck,” you’d slammed your hand on the table so hard that your coffee spilled. You didn’t even take your eyes off the screen. “Shit,”

You watched him crawl towards the pits, smoke billowing from the car. Get out, Max, get out. You all sat in silence until he was out of the car.

When the cameras showed an irate Max talking to an engineer in the garage, all Stan said was, “he’s going to be so pissed,”

He was. You’d tried to call him but it had gone straight to voicemail, a telltale sign that he just needed to stew in the rage for a while. You’d sent him a message telling him to call when he could but he hadn’t. You’d watched the rest of the race just to catch glimpses of him in the garage, hiding his disappointment so well.

Later, he’d texted he’d managed to get an earlier runway slot since he wasn’t attending a debrief and that he’d be in Japan by late afternoon, so you skipped out on dinner to meet him at the small airport in Hokkaido.

Max and Rupert disembark from the jet still talking, and you can see even from twenty metres away the day he’s had. There’s a tension in his jaw, he jogs down the steps of the plane, pushing a hand through his hair, which is getting a little bit too long. He’s moving a bit too quick and a bit too stiff for your comfort.

After nearly two weeks away from him, this is the last state you want to see him in, but you can’t ignore the sheer contentment that washes over you at seeing him at all. You’re pathetic and you know it, too clingy and too giddy, and part of you hopes that in ten years you’ll lose this feeling. Most of you knows you never will, because it’s always been there. You haven’t always called it what it was, but you always felt it. And he did, too.

You can tell by the way his shoulders sag when he comes into the building and spots you immediately, a small smile on his lips as you hurry towards him.

“Hey,” it’s whispered, an exhale, the wind knocked out of you as your body collides with his and you wind your arms around his neck. He’s warm and he smells like the t-shirt you’ve been sleeping in since the last time you saw him. You feel your feet leave the ground for a second and you don’t even know if that’s real.

His gentle, “hi,” is said into the skin of your neck, and it feels like a jolt of adrenaline fed straight to your jugular.

“You were on fire today,” you say, fingers tickling at newly cut hair at the back of his neck.

Max’s body shakes with a laugh as you pull away from him, but in an unusual twist, he knots his fingers with yours before you can move.

“I was hoping this was the day you decided to skip watching. Sorry you wasted your day,”

You squeeze his hand to get his hand to stop his eyes darting everywhere. “I didn’t waste my day, Max. Watching you isn’t a waste, ever,”

You know he’s thinking it’s a platitude, that he didn’t win so he might as well have been at home and you might as well have been skiing. You want to argue, make him hear you. He won’t believe you, and by rights he shouldn’t. So you let it go, because you have no choice.

“Yeah, that was an incredible lap I did there,” Max husks out a chuckle and looks away from you. He’s joking, but he isn’t. He’s let it go, because he has no choice.

“Well, I for one am more excited about the annual Suzuka revenge arc. It’s incredibly sexy, and now,” you say as you lean up to press a kiss to his jaw, your free hand slipping under his jacket so there’s one less layer between you, “I can do something about that,”

Max only hums in response, his fingers tightening around yours.

“Not to kill the mood, guys, but I am, you know, here,” Rupert says.

You’re embarrassed to admit you’re not actually sure when he collected his rucksack from the baggage trolley and came to stand beside Max.

Max laughs, a telltale blush spreading to his ears, while you let go of him and open your arms to Rupert.

“I could never forget you, Rupert,” you say as you hug him, “I just like an audience,”

“Oh my God,” Max groans, laughing harder. He throws his head back, and his face scrunches up. He’s looking more like himself by the second, and you figure you must be, too.

You start to meander towards the exit, following your bags out to the stupidly large SUV with the driver waiting to load your luggage. Rupert wastes no time climbing into the car, while you and Max linger by the boot of the car. This is the last moment you’ll have alone before you get in the car with Rupert, and then Max is swarmed by friends he hasn’t seen in months the second you get back.

“Oh,” you slide a hand into your pocket while Max watches you in confusion. “Here,”

You pull out his Cartier cuff and hold it out to him. He holds out his wrist and you put it back on for him, preparing for him to make some comment about how it didn’t bring him luck this time, and how superstition is stupid.

“No more skipping races,” is what he actually says, and you look up at him to find him pouting. The pout is cute but unserious. His eyes, however, make it seem like he’s asking. “Crazy shit happens when you’re not there,”

He’s right. This is the first race you’ve missed since Singapore last year

You give him a coy smirk. “Is that your way of saying you missed me?”

“No.” He says simply.

You’re surprised when he kisses you. He rarely does when you’re not alone, unless it’s a quick peck at parc fermé. This is a kiss that has him pulling you almost as close to him as you want to be, a kiss that feels a bit like getting back whatever part of you he took with him when he left.

When he lets go of you, he takes a second to look at you before leaning down to press one more kiss to your swollen lips.

“I missed you.” He says, no pout, all promise.

It will never not be embarrassing that three words from this nerd with one hobby and abysmal taste in t-shirts has you weak at in the knees.

“I missed you too, Maxy,” you say, reaching up to brush a strand of hair away from his forehead.

You both take one more deep breath before heading around the side of the car, where Max opens the door for you with the hand that isn’t holding yours.

“Real shame that race got cancelled, huh?” You say as you climb in, meeting Max’s gaze with a wink.

“Oh yeah,” Max agrees as he slides in behind you. “Really sad.”

#max verstappen x reader #max verstappen imagine

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callsign-rogueone · 5 months

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intimacy alphabet - b.d.

Bodhi Durran x reader words: 1.9k (oops.) 🏷: NSFW. all of it. afab reader, but no pronouns or gendered nicknames used. mentions of penetrative sex, oral, soft d/s dynamics, the usual stuff. I plan to do one of these for each of our boys eventually, but feel free to send a message if you want a specific one prioritized! this is a sexy democracy, after all.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

sleepy cuddlebug. half the time he manages to get you guys out of bed and into the shower, then proper PJs and brushing teeth etc., but the other half, you’re just curling up in each other’s arms and knocking out then and there — you’ll shower in the morning. and he might suggest that you shower together… something about saving time and water… totally not just so he can see you naked again.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

he likes his hair, the thick, fluffy curls and the way they contrast his skin nicely. and his arms. he may not be as jacked as his friends, but he’s got some nice strength and definition there that he worked quite hard for.

and don’t get me wrong, he loves every single part of you — but your chest. if you wear a low-cut or tight-fitting top, he’s gonna be staring. he just can’t help it. loves playing with your nipples, sucking on them and leaving hickies on your chest and collarbones.

also loves resting his head over your heart while you cuddle and having you play with his hair, especially if you were in charge that night; it just feels so soft and safe and warm… he’s also the type of guy to like to fall asleep with a handful of boob, not even in a sexual way, just as a comfort thing.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

says he has no strong preference on where he does it — but really likes to cum on your chest. not afraid to get messy, but he’s a good guy, so he’ll be the one to clean it up and/or wash your sheets for you later.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he’s pretty open with you about what he wants and doesn’t really hide anything, especially now that you’re in a committed relationship. but before said relationship, he definitely didn’t think of you when jacking off in the shower, and most certainly did not gasp out your name when he finished. yeah, that was the tipping point for him, when he realized just precisely how bad he had it for you and decided to finally do something about it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

before you started dating, he had little to no experience. you figured things out together, and now he knows what he’s doing and what feels good, but it’s still fun for y’all to explore and find out new things about yourselves.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

loves you on top / riding him. that way he can see your pretty face and kiss you and hold your waist / hips, watch your chest bounce while you take him nice and deep… lots of perks to this position (for him, at least. but he’ll offer to take over if you get too tired.)

also fond of anything where you’re super close together, chest to chest or side by side — he wants to be as close to you as he can, always.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

always down for a giggle in the moment. he loves hearing you laugh.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he’s doing some maintenance on a regular basis. doesn’t have much body hair, other than the loveliest little trail from his navel down…

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

oh, he can be so soft and sweet and romantic… we’ve collectively accepted that Bo is a total sweetheart, and would be so gentle and respectful and loving with you, especially your first time (which is on my very long list of smut ideas lol)

but yes. kisses everywhere, lots of murmured praise and affirmations, soft touches… that’s just the default for him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

see letter D.

in the beginning of your relationship, he was handling matters himself more often because he didn’t want to scare you off by propositioning you all the time -- a slight breeze can get this guy going. but now that you’re comfortable with each other, he’s usually doing things with you instead.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

not quite a kink, but he really likes overstimulation. if he’s fucking you and he cums before you do, he’s not stopping. he’ll push through the sensitivity to get you there too. he likes overstimulating you, too (remember what I said about spending hours between your legs?) but sometimes it’s not even on purpose; he just gets lost in the sauce and doesn’t want to stop -- you have to pull him off of you by the hair. coincidentally, that’s also how you found out that he likes having his hair pulled.

he also loves when you take charge, focusing on yourself while you ride him / grind on his thigh / sit on his face… he wants to make you feel good, but he also finds it really hot when you take charge of your own pleasure.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

your room, his, the showers… he won’t try much else when you’re at the school or at Riorson house (too many people around). but if you ever get a house of your own, you’ll be christening every room. and probably every piece of furniture, too.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

all the standard stuff: seeing you undressed, seeing you dressed up or wearing anything revealing, you touching him a little too much (especially touching his chest or waist), when you use that soft, teasing tone of voice. and honestly, if you initiate things / say you want to, he’s ready to go --he’ll almost never decline that opportunity, and it’s a confidence boost to him: he wants to be wanted.

also, you being possessive and protective of him — I have a scene written where Darling threatens someone at knife-point for hurting him and he’s just like 😍😍

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

does not want to do any sort of degradation or name-calling. again, he’s a sweetheart, and he wants you both to feel loved and respected 24/7, even when he’s railing you or you’re edging him or whatever. it’s just not his thing. nope. not happening.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he can and will spend hours with his head between your thighs. sometimes he’ll just ask you out of the blue if he can eat you out — you can keep reading or doing whatever you’re doing, he just wants to lick your pussy while you do it. though you never stay focused for long, not when it feels that good.

and he loves it when you go down on him. the boy just cannot shut the fuck up when your mouth is on him, babbling praise and swearing and making the prettiest little sounds. he would love it if you swallowed, but again, he’s happy to finish anywhere.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?

he can be slow and romantic when the time is right. he gets faster/rougher when he’s desperate, when he needs you so bad that he can’t hold it back anymore (often after you’ve been teasing him all day.) but it’s usually a good medium pace.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

loves them. this boy is ready to go at the snap of your fingers. he’s absolutely down to spend the spare half an hour you have between classes fucking you. however, comma, you always underestimate how long things will take and you’re definitely going to be late, so you might as well skip class entirely, right?

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

you’ve done a fair amount of experimenting thus far in your relationship, and are content with your usual routine now. anything new is always prefaced with a conversation about it / asking if it’s okay before you do it in the moment.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he can go a good two, maybe three before he’s tapping out, but preparing for war is exhausting, so you usually aren’t going much farther than that anyway. and of course, he’s giving you loving check-ins and water breaks etc. between rounds, especially if things are getting rough.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I can’t decide if he’d like to handcuff you / tie your wrists or not. that way he could really take his time with you and make you sit still while he plays with that pretty body of yours that he loves so much, but then you can’t touch him, and he really likes you touching him… hm.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

proper foreplay is definitely happening nine times out of ten (the tenth being a very quick quickie), but he doesn’t like to draw things out too long, because that means he has to wait as well, and he’s too impatient for that. you’re direct with each other about what you want in the moment.

however, it’s very fun to tease him all day and get him riled up because he’s just so fucking cute when he’s needy, and he’s not afraid to beg, either. but if you take the teasing too far, there may be consequences…

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not necessarily loud, but definitely vocal. he’s not afraid to moan and whimper and whine, especially when you’re in charge for the night. but even when he’s the one doing the work, he’s still panting and giving you praise, etc. very nice to listen to. also not afraid to make noise when he’s going down on you, humming and moaning at the taste. a bit of a messy eater, too.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he loves it when you mark him up -- hickies, scratches from your nails… this ties into that love of you being possessive of him. he doesn’t even try to cover it up, wearing them proudly as a sign to any onlookers that he’s taken, thank you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

he’s pretty lean, some nicely defined muscle, and there’s a very nice contrast between his skin and the green of his rider’s relic, which takes up half of his back.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

quite high, as mentioned earlier. he’s really into you, and incredibly easy to get in the mood. you’re having some kind of sex 3-ish times a week, or however many times you want -- he’s adaptable, and will always respect you / won’t push things if you say no.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

pretty quickly, since you are almost always cuddling after (unless you have somewhere very important to be) and he falls asleep super fast if you’re holding him and playing with his hair -- that’s a guaranteed way to get him knocked tf out.

#bodhi durran #fourth wing x reader #fourth wing #bodhi durran x reader #might as well tag this as #Bodhi and Darling #smut #mine #reader insert

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hwaslayer · 9 months

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project: make you love me (jyh) | eleven.

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—summary: yunho can’t stand how you’re so wrapped up in the notorious campus fuckboy, park seonghwa. he would gladly love you the way you deserve, despite being shy, awkward and the complete opposite of seonghwa. thus, when he finds himself spending more time with you over literature reviews and random study sessions, he decides to take on the challenge to win you over.

—pairing: jeong yunho x f. reader x park seonghwa

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers/friends to lovers, college au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 3.2k

—chapter content/warnings: sawrrry this is a bit of a filler chapter 🤠 more development between these two, cussing/mature language, another seonghwa flashback, small kisses hehe, these two are still shy (but so in luv 😙), making out, naps with yuyu <33

"Yunho." You whisper as you tap his chest.

"That's me." He says deeply, huskily; it makes you giggle to yourself a bit.

"Wake up." You pout as his eyes slowly flutter open.

"Time is it?"

"Around 5AM."

"Goooood lord." He shuts his eyes again and pulls you closer. "Absolutely not."

"Yunho." You whine. "Let's go watch the sunrise."

"Y/N, you are very cute and I would do anything to make you happy." He says groggily. "But, it's only been about 3 hours since we fell asleep. Don't you wanna get more sleep?"

"I've tried sleeping more but I can't."

"You really wanna watch the sunrise?"

"Yes." He opens and eye to peek down at you— indeed, you are very, very awake. He can't help but chuckle a bit because you're giving him that cute smile while tucked underneath his arm.

"Okay then."

"Really?"

"Yeah." He stretches a bit and yawns before fully waking himself up. "Just need to get dressed. You don't have any clothes to change into? It's probably freezing outside."

"Gonna need to stop by my apartment before we go."

"Okay then, let's get going." But before you can get up, Yunho gently puts his arm in front of you to prevent you from moving any further and squints his eyes at you, as if he was observing you very closely.

"What?" You ask him, eyes wide and alert.

"Damn, you really are serious about this." You snort and playfully hit him on the arm.

"Please, I've never been able to catch the sunrise." You pout.

"And you wanna do this with me?" He chuckles a bit.

"Of course I do." You give him a small smile and he nods.

"Okay then." You watch as he gets up first to stretch again, walking over to his closet to find you a jacket to throw on for this spontaneous journey you crazily have him agreeing to.

The tiny trek back to your apartment wasn't too bad, being that Yunho's jacket had added a protective layer and shielded you from getting too cold. You could see your breath in the morning, crisp hair; the sky still dark and patiently waiting for the sun to rise. You quietly step into your apartment, dashing into your room to grab a change of clothes and to wash up a bit better before heading out. Yunho sits on your couch and waits, scrolling through his phone to find random screenshots Mingi had sent him from the party last night.

mingi: dude last night was wild

mingi: did you end up leaving with y/n? i cant remember.. is she okay?

yunho: yeah, she's good.

mingi: did you guys hook up? how was it? 😏

Yunho furrows his brows and chuckles a bit, responding to Mingi quickly to get his nose out of his business— because he knows this is going to be relayed to Seonghwa. Not that he cares, but he'd like to keep Seonghwa guessing a bit more.

yunho: we just chilled, relax. lol

mingi: i have to tell you about last night

mingi: but are you fr? you guys didn't hook up?

Yunho's eyes shift to the hallway when he hears a door creak open, a wild Soobin popping out of the frame.

"Oh." Soobin sleepily walks out with rough bedhead, eyes barely open when he heads to the kitchen to grab water. "Yunho, hey." He says sleepily with a wave.

"Hey." Yunho says as he watches him pop open a water bottle and take a few swigs.

"Feel like shit." He mumbles before pointing towards the bathroom. "Y/N in there?" Yunho nods. At that moment, you quietly slip out, surprised to see Soobin up and walking.

"The heck?" You giggle seeing his current state and playfully ruffle his hair.

"Shut up. Where are you going?"

"To watch the sunrise."

"That's crazy. You let her talk you into this?" Soobin looks at Yunho, and Yunho gives him a simple, pursed smile in return. "Goodluck. I'm going back to bed." He mumbles before lazily waving at you and Yunho, slipping himself back his shared room with Seungmin. You shift your attention back to Yunho, slowly walking towards him in your newly changed outfit. He thinks you're the cutest— dressed in your leggings, those legwarmers, uggs.

That oversized, olive-colored jacket.

The thick scarf wrapped around your neck.

Your cream beanie.

"Speak now or forever hold your peace." You mutter and Yunho laughs, standing on his two feet.

"Come on. We gotta get there to catch the sunrise in time."

"Get where?" You lock up the front door before following Yunho to his car.

"I think I know the perfect place to catch the sunrise." He stands near the opened passenger door, patiently waiting for you to get inside. You giggle to yourself before hopping in; settling into the seat just as Yunho sits in the driver's seat and immediately turns on the heat.

"Sorry."

"For?" Yunho raises his brow.

"Dragging you out of bed." He chuckles.

"I mean, truthfully, I can feel myself dying by the minute." You playfully smack him on the bicep, making him laugh a bit louder this time.

"Yunho, don't play. I feel bad. Let's just—"

"I'm kidding, Y/N. I meant it when I said I'd do anything to make you happy."

"But, I want you to be happy, too."

"I am." He gives you a small smile before caressing your chin. "Promise."

"Okay, Jeong Yunho. I'm taking that to heart." He chuckles.

It isn't too long before Yunho's pulling into a lot of a nearby hiking trail. He reassures you that there's a shorter path that'll take you up the hill, where there is a bench you can sit to enjoy the view and catch the sunrise. You let him take the lead to guide you on the right path, but he stops when he finds the coffee cart nearby. The coffee cart sits near the small welcome center, lights on the overhead illuminating the cart brightly during this dark morning.

"Want hot chocolate? Coffee?"

"Ou, hot chocolate sounds bomb."

"It does. I'll grab us some." He jogs over to the cart, smiling at the middle-aged man who is patiently waiting for time to pass, for more customers to arrive. He's quick to fix the two cups of hot chocolate, Yunho walking back over within the next 5 minutes. "Here. Drink up while it's warm."

"Thank you, Yunho." He smiles, walking alongside you— keeping a bit of a lead to guide you and show you the way. "I don't think I even knew about this place."

"Hm. It's a hidden gem, really. Everyone usually goes to the busier hiking trail nearby."

"Do you come here often?"

"Nope." Yunho chuckles. "But, my aunt took me and my mom here when they visited awhile ago."

"Sweet. I love how you're close to them. I hope I get to meet them one day." You say without really thinking about how it sounds, or how it comes off. When you do realize, you shoot Yunho a look and apologize for having assumed where you two stood. "Oh, I mean, you know. If they happen to be on campus again and what not—" Yunho laughs.

"You'll get to meet them outside of campus. Don't worry." You shyly blush and break eye contact, looking out at the path ahead. It's actually not that far of a walk, seeing that the bench Yunho had mentioned was only a few feet up ahead. It's perched on the side of the hill that overlooks the other side of town, with the trail continuing on past it. Both you and Yunho take your seats, sitting close enough to feed off of each other's body heat.

It's comforting.

You're perfectly content sitting next to Yunho, watching the sun slowly begin to rise.

"There's the sun." Yunho lets out a breath before sipping on his coffee. "We made it in time."

"Yay!" You look up at him again. "Can't believe we're catching the sunrise. You really are the best."

"Just want you to be happy because you deserve it, all of it." Yunho says, firmly believing in his own statement. He's not that great with affection and words, but you absolutely deserved way better than Park Seonghwa.

He couldn't even reach the bare minimum.

"You're too good to me."

"I'm being honest." You sip on your hot chocolate in peace, occasionally tracing the lid with your finger. It's quiet as the rest of the sun begins to slowly show itself more and more past the horizon. Eventually, Yunho is the first to break that silence and ask: "Can I ask you something? You don't have to respond either if you don't want to."

"Of course."

"Has Seonghwa tried reaching out to you?" You shake your head.

"Absolutely not. And he shouldn't."

"Hm." He hums. "So, you don't see yourself going back to him?"

"No, Yunho. Why would I put myself through that again, right?"

♣︎ FLASHBACK

"Hwa, wait." Seonghwa pauses in his steps just as he's about to make his way to the car. He cocks a brow up, watching as you take a picture of the sunset.

"What're you doing?"

"Isn't it pretty?"

"I guess? It's like any other sunset." He shrugs. You continue to snap a few pictures, making the impatience grow in Seonghwa a bit. He huffs, shifting his weight from one foot to another before continuing off to the car. "Y/N, come on? I just wanna get home."

"I'm just taking one more picture."

"The food you asked for is gonna get cold." You roll your eyes and waddle over to the passenger side, sliding into the seat before strapping your seatbelt on. It's a quiet drive for the most part, Seonghwa already annoyed with the fact that you asked him to stop by for some food post-practice. You don't really care much, though. Overall, you had a good day with your friends and you weren't gonna let him ruin it entirely.

"Seonghwa."

"Hm?" He hums, eyes still glued to the road ahead.

"We should catch the sunrise one day." He snorts.

"For what? What's up with you and the sun?"

"I just like it. It's pretty."

"Baby, I can barely get my ass up for class. You're up earlier than me. You should do it."

"I want to do it with you, though." He laughs and it kinda hits you right in the feels, hits you right in the pit of your stomach.

You try, and you try, and it goes nowhere.

You don't understand why you do this to yourself.

"You don't have to do everything with me, Y/N. Don't wait for me. You should do it if you wanna."

"Yeah." Is all you respond with, nibbling on your bottom lip hearing yet another rejection from Seonghwa.

♣︎ END

"I mean, you had your good days and bad days with him, too."

"I know. He's just in the past now, though. Something I definitely want to move on from and keep him where he belongs in the past. I think he just did more harm than good, and I hated feeling so small and replaceable to him. Like nothing."

"I get you." He says.

"I have no intentions of going back." You give him a tiny, toothless smile in response to his reaction. "Promise."

"Okay. I'll hold onto every word of yours." It's quiet again while the two of you continue to watch. This time, after an or so, it's your turn to break the silence; pondering about the sudden question Yunho asked.

He must be worried, right?

Worried that you'd crawl back to Seonghwa, fall into his games, traps.

You get it. You get Yunho.

Seonghwa is only a mere passing thought at this point.

"Yunho."

"Hm?" He sips on his coffee

"I know I was kinda drunk, but I meant what I said on the phone while I was away."

"What did you say?" He smirks, subtly biting onto the lid of his cup while his eyes are glued onto yours. You giggle and shake your head, taking a sip of your hot chocolate before looking back out at the view.

"Nothing." You tease back.

"Aw, really? Like that?" He gently nudges you with a small chuckle. "I guess you didn't really mean it, then." He shrugs.

"Hey." You whine. "I did mean it." You look at him with a pout and he continues to smirk that smirk of his until you give in. God, he was becoming your weakness. "I meant it when I said I like you, Yunho." His smile grows.

"I meant it when I said I like you, too."

"I'm glad we're on the same page, then." He nods.

"I feel a bit silly explaining this, but last night.." He lets out a breath. "I hope you don't feel like you did anything wrong because you didn't. I just really wanna do things right with you. I meant that, too."

"I know." You look down at his free hand dug into his pocket. You hesitate a bit, but you eventually slip your hand into his pocket and lace your finger with his— a gesture that makes his heart melt and adore you even more.

The both of you sit there while quietly sipping on your drinks and watching the rest of the sun rise from its slumber. It's still cold, and you can still see your breath in the air. But Yunho is warm next to you; his hand is warm, his company is warm.

"So, am I off the hook with reading your lit reviews?" He teases again, making you laugh.

"No, please. I still need your help for the rest of the semester if it doesn't bother you."

"I'm kidding. It doesn't. I wanna help." You lean into his arm a bit more, trying to recover with his warmth. "Are you cold?"

"A bit."

"Do you wanna head back then? Sun is up." You nod.

"Yeah, I think I'm good. Thank you again for watching the sunrise with me." You look up at him, planting a kiss on his cheek. However, before you could pull back completely, you feel Yunho gently tug on your hand— signaling for you to stay close.

So, you do.

And Yunho dips forward to give you a sweet, chaste kiss on the lips. You giggle and bite your lip when you catch how red the tip of his ears have become.

"That's better." He chimes in before standing, keeping your hand laced with his in his pocket. "What are you gonna do when we get back, though? Are you gonna hang out with your roommates?" The both of you toss your empty cups into the nearby trash can.

"Maybe, yeah. Take a nap." You chuckle. "What about you?"

"Same since I feel myself crying for sleep now." You laugh. "Do you wanna nap at my place?" He looks at you before clearing his throat. "I mean, totally up to you. I don't mean to be forward but just wanted to put the option out there. B-but, don't feel—"

"I'd love to nap with you." You blush.

"I swear I won't take any more time away from Chaery."

"She'll be okay." You giggle. But, just as you reach the bottom of the hill, your phone starts to beep from incoming texts.

"You sure about that?" Yunho smirks when he sees you flash your screen his way; Chaery's name popping up a few times.

chaery: shit it is so early but i swear i heard you come in earlier. did you??

chaery: i'm also kinda bleh from the alchy last night. so my bad if not, hehe. i guess you're still with yunho?!

chaery: i'm gna go back to sleep but come back soon. imy. but i hope you're having the time of your life with your man <33 get it girl!!

"She's okay. Promise. She's just wondering where I'm at and if it was me that walked in earlier." You try to text back using your free hand, letting your bestfriend know you'd be at Yunho's for a bit longer.

you: it was me, sorry for waking you, love. i am with yunho! i'll prob head back in a few hours. hehe get some more sleep!

"Y/N." You tuck your phone back into your pocket and look up at Yunho.

"Yes?"

"Are you sure? About the nap?"

"Yes. Unless you take your invite back."

"Of course not." Yunho briefly lets go of your hand to open the passenger door. You slide in, watching him jog over and start the car to get the heat going as soon as possible. He takes a moment to get settled before he's driving off, his hand open and resting on the middle console— waiting for you to lock your hand with his again.

"Hope you don't mind me borrowing your clothes all the time. I still have to wash the stuff I wore to bed." He chuckles.

"It's okay, I don't mind."

"Is Yeosang up already?" Yunho looks at the time on his dash.

"Probably not. There are rare days when he gets up early to gym or go for a run. But I doubt it after last night."

"Is he dating anyone?" Your curiosity gets the best of you.

"Not that I know of. He hasn't had someone over in awhile."

"But.. he has?"

"You're cute." Yunho laughs. "He has. And to be honest, there are some moments I don't really wanna remember." You snort.

"Wow, was not expecting to hear that. Good for him."

"Yeah, he's a good guy. He deserves to have some fun sometimes. Plus, it's nice that he's away from the computer."

"That's true, too." You yawn, leaning your head near the window. "Okay, now I can't wait for that nap."

"You see?" Yunho laughs, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

The drive is a quick 20 minutes, with the rest of the ride falling silent besides Yunho humming along to the songs. You completely feel the exhaustion hit you as soon as Yunho pulls into the familiar lot. The both of you drag yourselves back upstairs and into the quiet apartment, padding into Yunho's room to change into another set of his comfy clothes. You opt for one of his longsleeves and joggers, slipping yourself back into the sheets with Yunho following shortly behind. He tucks you under the covers well before pulling you into his arms and letting you tuck your head near the crook of his neck.

"You're so warm." Yunho lets out a small, breathy laugh when he feels you shiver against him, adjusting his position and keeping you close.

"Feel better?" You look up at him and nod.

"Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me." He says softly, pausing in between his responses. "Y/N?"

"Mhm?"

"Can I kiss you again?"

"I'd like that." You giggle, watching as Yunho dips his head down to kiss you. You smile into the kiss when you realize he doesn't want to pull away— instead, chasing after your lips for another, and another;

And another.

Until the kiss deepens, the both of you indulging in each other through every bit, every second. His hand gives your side a gentle squeeze when he feels you bite onto his bottom lip and let out a breath in between kisses. But, even if the kiss feels like it continues to intensify, even if the fireworks grow with every move, every touch; there is no need, no push, to take things further.

Just taking him in, as he is with you.

At some point, Yunho slows down and is the first to pull back. His eyes remain on you though, his hand coming up to brush the hair away from your face. He gives you a tiny, toothless smile before pressing a sweet peck to your forehead, down to the tip of your nose;

To the corner of your lips.

"You're so pretty." He sleepily says, making you giggle and snuggle against him. "Let's sleep."

"Okay." You shut your eyes, slowly falling asleep to the sound of Yunho's soft breathing.

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wandanatsthings · 7 months

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𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭

Hii, so I’m writing this fic because I see ALOT of Wandanat x Reader where Reader is Basically just skinny white girls and while there’s nothing wrong with that I would love to see something more diverse so this is that enjoy :)

(P.s im dyslexic I’m trying my best)

Word count 1.1k

Warnings: If you consider fluff a warning then ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ lol I don’t think there are any, but lemme know if you see anything please!

Summary: Wanda and Natasha help you take out your braids

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y/n pov It was a Saturday morning and your girlfriends were at work, you were home alone so you decided that it would be a great time to take your braids out. You had them for three months now and your new growth was insane. You had been dreading taking them out because you didn't want your girlfriends to see you like that you thought they would judge you. So now really was the only time to do it so you could have it washed and in a new style hopefully before they got home. You checked the clock on your phone to see how much time you had. You were grateful to know that It was only 9:30 meaning you had plenty of time before they came back tonight at 8. With that, you got up and went into the bathroom to grab everything you needed to bring out into the living room so you could watch TV while you did the tedious task.

It was only about 4:30 and you barely had half of your braids down. Your arms were tired and your back began to hurt. This would be a lot easier if I had help. As soon as that thought crossed your mind. You heard the front door open and close. That couldn't be them. Their home way too early you thought...

Nats pov

Wands and I had left the house around 9:00 this morning leaving y/n home by herself. When we got to work we checked our to-do list to see what it was we had to get done today. Turns out we both only had mission reports due, So we both decided we'd work here at the Avengers Tower for a while and then come home early to surprise y/n.

Wanda's pov

After leaving the Avengers Tower, we went back home to surprise you. As we walked through the house, we could hear your favorite TV show playing and you calling out our names. When we turned the corner into the living room, we saw you surrounded by all kinds of hair products and tools.

y/n pov

As I heard the door shut I called out to see if it was them. “Wands?” “Nat?” After a few short moments, you see them round the corner with smiles on their faces. “Hi…guys, what are you doing home so early?” you ask them feeling a little self-conscious because they were seeing you exactly how you didn’t want them to. “We decided to come home early and finish our mission reports here to spend some time with you,” says Wanda. You look up at them with a smile on your face “Aw guys that's so sweet thank you” You tell them. “Of course detka, Um what's going on here?’’ asked Natasha. You then look around to see all of the combs, conditioner, and grocery bags that surround you. You look up at them and say apprehensively “I'm taking my braids out…” What you hear next surprises you. “Oh well, can we help?” Wanda asked. You looked up at them in shock.

You loved the thought of them wanting to help you. Now neither one of them knew much about your hair curly kinky type but they were always open to learning more about it and asked you questions. “You want to help?’ you ask them with surprise in your voice. “ Yes, why wouldn’t we?” Ask Natasha “Well I mean it is a lot of work and I can't look the prettiest right now.” you say looking down. “I can’t lie you do look a little silly like this but still you are the prettiest anyway you look. I think you look quite adorable like this.” Says Natasha. What she says brings a smile to your face. “Um okay if you guys are sure I would love your help, My arms are tired.” With that, they chuckle a little and sit behind you on the couch. “Okay love you're gonna have to tell us what to do though,” says Wanda “Yes of course” you reply. You had already had the braids cut so they wouldn’t have to worry about that. “So first you're going to pick up a braid, and you can choose to use a rat-tail comb or your fingers. With a rat-tail comb, you will take the end of the comb gently and slowly start to comb the end of the braid to unravel it.”

You demonstrated by using the braid you were working on before they came in. “And if you were to use your fingers, you would do it the same way you would unravel a regular braid, but remember it is still slow and gentle okay?” You look back at them and see them smiling while nodding. “Okay if some of them are a little hard to do just add a little conditioner and it will come out easier.” “okay we got it,” says Wanda. As they start to take the braids down you feel Wanda using her fingers and Natasha using the rattail. Both of them are extremely gentle, Not once pulling too hard. As they complete a few braids you all start to get into a rhythm.

It starts makes you wonder what you were so self-conscious about in the first place. After a while of comfortable silence, Wanda begins to speak. “Thank you for letting us help you with this,” she says “Why are you thanking me, I should be the one thanking you guys. Thank you btw” you reply. “I'm saying thank you for letting us help because this is very vulnerable and we appreciate you letting us get this close to you. For letting us see this beautiful part of you.” “ I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Natasha says. You feel yourself start to get emotional.

You always wanted to be with someone who loved all of you and never made you feel ashamed of yourself and now not only do you have one person who makes you feel that way you have two. “I guess I never really thought about it that way. I'm really glad that I get to share this part of myself with you guys too,” you say. When you turn around to look at them, they're both already looking at you with so much love and adoration in their eyes. You lean up to kiss them “I love you both so much,” you say “We love you more” they both reply. With that, you all continue taking the braids out and time goes by so much faster than it did when it was by yourself. Maybe that was because you had 2 sets of extra hands or because you had your beautiful girlfriends helping you and keeping you company. Either way, before you knew it you were all done. “thank you for helping me again.” you say. “Anytime” Natasha replies. “Okay, now who wants to help me wash it?” “ME!” you hear out of both of your red-headed mouths. You made a mental note to never try and take out your braids yourself again. Why would you when you have 2 very eager girlfriends to help?

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wands-natsthing · 10 days

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Helping you take your braids out

This story was on my old acct @wandanatsthings I made a new one (aka this one) which will be the acct I use from now on.

(P.s im dyslexic I’m trying my best)

Word count 1.1k

Warnings: If you consider fluff a warning then ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ lol I don’t think there are any, but lemme know if you see anything please!

Summary: Wanda and Natasha help you take out your braids

Nats pov

Wanda's pov

y/n pov

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yanderelovlies · 6 months

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Could you possibly write a fanfic with Joseph and the reader going on a coffee date? Or something related to a coffee shop in general? Thank you lol-

Note: I think this is a really cute idea ngl

let me know if you want a part 2 👀

Fandom: SWWSDJ

Character: Joseph

Pairing: Joseph x gn!Reader

Being an actor is hectic, especially if you're an actor for a popular kids TV show. Between shooting for shows, meet and greets, guests appearances, and much more, Joseph hardly had time for himself. Luckily for him, he found solace in a little corner coffee shop not too far from his apartment.

He loved this shop not only for coffee and convenience but because no one recognized him here. Because there were never children here, he never had to worry about some kid coming up to him and asking questions some mostly about his change in appearance. Instead, he got to sit down and take a moment for himself while drinking coffee. It was nice and relaxing.

Joseph had been going to the coffee shop for so long that not only did he notice when someone new came. So when you walked in business attire looking frazzled and rushed, it caught his attention. From the occasional glares he gathered, you worked in some office and were running late. However, probably much like himself, you could start a shift without coffee so you can to closest one you could find.

He shrugged it off, not thinking much of it before looking back out the window. You were cute and definitely looked his type, but he didn't think he would see you again.

He seemed to be wrong as you slowly became a regular in the little coffee shop. Sometimes, you came in like you did that morning. Other times, you came in happy and ready to take on the day.

He also began to notice little things about you. Like how you would style your hair when you're not rushed or how your face would light up as soon as the coffee hit your hands. The more he witnessed, the more tempted he was to approach you, but he always remembered his work life and kept to himself.

Once again, he was proven wrong when one day, on one of his rare days off, he decided to go to his favorite coffee shop again. When he got there he was surprised to see how busy the place was. It was unusual for such a hole in the wall place to be so busy, but he didn't mind too much since his usual table was free, and still no one seemed to recognize him.

He sat at his table, sipping his coffee while watching the world outside continue to move and exist. It almost felt surreal to Joseph when a light cough caught his attention. now startled, he turns his head to see you nervously holding your coffee cup while standing in front of his table.

"Excuse me? I'm sorry to bother you b-but this place is full. Would you mind if I sat with you? I-I promise not to say a word!" You looked nervous, and the blush on your cheek only solidified it.

"Oh... uh..." He looked around before looking back at you."Yeah....sure."

You seemed to perk up as you gave him a quick. "Thank you so much!" Before sitting across from him.

You kept to your word as silence fell over the table. Joseph tried to resume just staring outside and waiting for you to leave, but your presence was more than he could handle, so he finally spoke. "You're a regular here, too, huh?"

You looked up at him with a smile. "Yeah! their Carmel frappe is my favorite! I prefer it over strawbucks. You're a regular, too, right?"

Joseph nodded. "I just get their black coffee then sweeten it to my taste. Sometimes, i feel like if i order anything else, it's too sweet for me."

You smiled and nodded. "I can see that. I guess I just have more of a sweet tooth than I thought."

Conversation between the two of you flowed easily after that. It felt like he was talking to an old friend. When you finally had to leave, Joseph could feel a rush of sadness wash over him. "Will.....you come back?" he asked

You looked surprised at the question before that surprised turned into another radiant smile. "Of course! I wanna come back and talk to my favorite fellow regualr.

Joseph really liked that sound of that, and to your credit, you did just that. Every day after, you would greet him and have a conversation with him while you waited on your coffee. He learned of your office job, how you loved to stay up late to read, and how you never seem to hear your alarm on time after late night reads.In return, he gave you a little glimpse into his life. The hectic shooting days, silly interviews, and the bright smiles of the children.

Joseph enjoyed sharing happy memories with you, and by the smile on your face, he could tell you enjoyed it too.

Eventually, the two of you exchange numbers, and it was on that day that Joseph decided he was going to make you his. Even planning the first date at that little coffee shop.

#sunny day jack #swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #x reader #sdj joseph #joseph x reader #sunny day jack joseph #sdj joseph x reader

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vivalas-vega · 1 year

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boyfriend / natasha ‘phoenix’ trace x reader

this is porn. this is literally porn with minimal plot based on boyfriend by dove cameron. sorry to my jake girlies, he’s not portrayed the nicest in this lol I love him I really do but..... I just have thoughts about phoenix. this is my psa that my requests are open for nat, send them all my way pls n thx

boyfriend / natasha ‘phoenix’ trace x reader

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word count: 1.8k

warnings: drinking, infidelity, as mentioned porn with minimal plot, oral (f-receiving), a little bit of edging

Your boyfriend’s arm felt heavy slung around your waist as you sat at the bar ordering a drink. The energy in the club was infectious and the energy of your group even more so as everyone celebrated Rooster’s birthday. You ordered something strong, something to loosen you up, something to hopefully make you enjoy your surroundings. You felt fingers trail down your arm before gripping your hand and you turned to see Phoenix looking at you with that look that had you rising from your seat and following her in an instant to the dance floor, vaguely gesturing behind you at Jake to join you. You let the alcohol do its job, washing over you and lowering your inhibitions as you danced with your friends, leaning against Jake as he swayed behind you. Your skin felt hot and a grin never left your face, hips moving to the beat and getting lost in the moment.

Two drinks turned to three, then four and then your group was somehow meandering to the Hard Deck just like you always did, the home base… Penny had given you all looks of disappointment at your varying ranges of inebriation and disarray but poured your drinks anyways as you settled in to close out the night. You’d started by Jake’s side but slowly as the evening progressed he got more and more invested in his conversations with Coyote, or Rooster, or Bob and you found yourself shrinking back and claiming a seat near the bar, your absence being missed by your boyfriend as you watched him for a moment before mindlessly scrolling on your phone and waiting for last call so you could drag him home.

“Didn’t think I’d find you not glued to his side tonight,” Phoenix said and it stirred something in your chest, you didn’t know if you should be defensive or shrug it off.

“Taking a breather,” you decided to respond and she nodded as she slid into the booth beside you. You felt the hair on the back of your neck rise as she looked you over appreciatively, “didn’t get a chance to tell you earlier but you really look beautiful tonight.” she said and your cheeks burned under the praise, unsure of how to accept it.

“Thank you,” you said softly, taking a moment to look at her and you felt struck by how stunning she was. You’d always admired her. Her cool and collected demeanor was alluring and her sharp gaze had captivated you on countless occasions but her proximity made it feel all the more overwhelming. “You look beautiful tonight too, always do.” you added and she softly smiled.

“Did you really need a breather or is there another reason you’re not over with your boyfriend right now?” she asked and you again didn’t know how to feel about the statement.

“Didn’t think he’d miss me,” you said and she hummed in response.

“Don’t know how he couldn’t,” she replied and your eyebrows furrowed as her fingers trailed your arm for the second time this evening… to the outside eye it would look innocent, like two friends drunk and spilling life stories in a secluded booth but on the inside there was something bubbling beneath the surface, just about to reach its boiling point. “If I were him, I’d never leave you alone,” she said, eyes holding yours intently and you wanted to look away but you couldn’t.

“Why is that?” you asked.

“Pretty girl sitting all alone in a booth near last call? Someone else might swoop in,” she said and you let out a laugh though there wasn’t much humor in it. “Especially you, he should know better than to ever take his attention off you… I know I don’t,” she whispered the last part and goosebumps rose on your skin. Her fingers were still drawing absentminded patterns against your skin and it felt like she was leaving fire in their wake.

“You don’t?” you asked and you felt dumb, but you were having a hard time conjuring anything else when she was holding your gaze the way she was, touching you so innocently that you felt ridiculous for feeling so affected.

She shook her head and removed her fingers from your arm to trail across your cheekbone before pushing strands of hair behind your ear and you leaned into the touch, “never… can’t seem to take my eyes off you.” she said and you flushed again. She smirked at the response, clearly enjoying how little it took to wrap you around her finger. “If I’m not reading into things I recall you not being able to take your eyes off me either,” she accused and you felt stripped bare, eyes widening at the truth her words held and she chuckled.

“I’m sorry-” you started, looking down to your palms but her finger hooked under your chin and forced your eyes back to hers.

“I’m not,” she said and you missed her touch when she pulled her hand back… she noticed and instead placed it on your thigh. Her fingers danced higher, slipping under the hem of your skirt and your breath caught in your throat, heart pounding so loud it clouded your hearing and your mind felt dizzy at how little it took for her to wind you up so tight.

“Jake is…” you sighed, not knowing how to finish that sentence and she glanced over to your friends briefly before returning her attention to you.

“Not wondering where you are,” she said, and you thought those words should have hurt you… the fact that he was so preoccupied elsewhere that in the past twenty minutes he hadn’t thought to check where you’d gone. She raised her other hand to cup your jaw and pull you closer as she whispered in your ear, “besides… I can be a much better boyfriend than him.” Her fingers gripped the soft skin of your thighs and you leaned into her. Her perfume was intoxicating, sandalwood and jasmine, and when you leaned back slightly to look in her eyes suddenly there was no one else in this bar. You leaned forward tentatively, letting your lips brush against hers and you felt electricity thrumming in your veins as she surged forward and captured you in a kiss. She tasted like tequila and peppermint and you wanted more, you gently bit her bottom lip before you pulled back and suddenly she was gripping your wrist and tugging you out of the booth to someplace more private.

The bathroom door swung shut behind you and she pressed you against it in an instant, locking it as she did and it was a clash of tongues and teeth as you desperately tried to pull her closer. She led you by the waist to the bathroom sink and slid her hands underneath your ass to lift you onto it. You wrapped your legs around her and dipped your head back as she kissed down your neck, leaving traces of her lipstick in her wake but you didn’t seem to care. Her touch was gentle but firm, caressing you in all the right ways as she sank to the floor and pushed your skirt up to your waist. You thought to yourself that you should be stopping this, you should be going back to your boyfriend and trying to forget this ever happened but you wanted the way she was looking up at you as she spread your legs apart to be burned into your memory forever. Her fingers trailed over your clothed heat delicately as she placed kisses along your thighs and you bucked into her touch, whining as she teased you and you could feel her lips curl into a smirk against your skin.

“I’d be willing to bet he can’t get you this worked up,” she said and you moaned as she applied pressure to your clit. She was right… he couldn’t, no one had ever had you so close to careening off a ledge before they’d even properly touched you. “Such a shame,” she whispered, tugging your underwear down your legs and you shivered as the cold air hit your already soaked cunt. She moaned against you as she licked a stripe through your folds, savoring the taste of you and your hands instinctively went to thread through her silky hair and push it away from her face as you bucked against her. “So responsive,” she cooed, tongue circling your clit and you fought to stifle the sound that threatened to rip through you.

“Phoenix,” you sighed as she expertly licked and sucked at you, using a hand to steady your hips and keep you from falling off the counter. You whined as you felt a finger press into your entrance, then two and your hand flew to cover your mouth when she began massaging that spot inside you that had pleasure radiating through every nerve ending. This was all so new and foreign but felt so right as she worked you up, pulling back slightly to tease you as your walls began clenching around her fingers.

“Poor thing, wound up so tight, already going to cum for me?” she taunted and you let out a soft groan as she lightly flicked her tongue across your sensitive bundle of nerves, body jolting and writhing as she instead focused on sucking marks into your thighs, fingers shallowly thrusting into you before pulling out completely to shove her fingers in your mouth and you eagerly closed around them, sucking off every trace of yourself. She lifted her head briefly to watch and moaned at the sight before returning to her worship of your soft skin and your chest heaved as your hips wiggled, your body yearning for her to touch you again as you felt your arousal dripping down your legs. She kissed her way back to your clit and you gasped when she sucked it into her mouth and pushed her fingers back into you, curling and thrusting just right as your eyes rolled back.

Heat was prickling across your skin as you tried to keep quiet but all you wanted to do was scream her name as you felt the tension begin to grow and she moaned against you when she felt you clenching around her fingers, the vibration sending jolts through your body. She slid her free hand up your body to intertwine her fingers with yours and your legs shook around her head as your climax overtook you, pure ecstasy flooding through your veins and clouding your vision as she worked you through it, lapping up everything you had to give her. She pulled away when you jerked back at the overstimulation and stood where you pulled her in for a kiss, tasting yourself on her and wrapping your legs around her again.

“I’m going home… I think you should ditch your boyfriend and meet me there,” she said, stepping back and giving you a smirk as she wiped her face and left you alone in the bathroom reeling, body still trembling and aching for her in her absence. You slid off the sink and looked at yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair and wiping at your smudged lipstick before walking out of the bathroom and out of the bar without even looking back.

#natasha phoenix trace #natasha phoenix trace fan fiction #natasha phoenix trace x reader #natasha phoenix trace x you #natasha phoenix trace smut #natasha trace #natasha trace fan fiction #natasha trace x reader #natasha trace x you #natasha trace smut #phoenix #phoenix fan fiction #phoenix x reader #phoenix x you #phoenix smut #top gun maverick #top gun fan fiction

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cupidjyu · 2 years

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pay attention to me!

(hyung line) what if you’re not paying attention to them ??!

genre: fluffy, grumpy men LOL, they're really cute, caring lovies notes: okay i know it's been a while but things have been so hectic these days TT. ive had this idea for a long time but never had time to get to it! I hope you enjoy!!!!!! <3 sorry if these are slightly shorter word count: 0.9k

sangyeon

“are you ignoring me?”

you looked up from your phone with bewildered eyes. you saw him sitting on the opposite side of the couch with a slight pout on his lips.

“what-” you giggled. “no!”

he let out a huff as you went back to your phone, scrolling through your various social media. you paused when you realized he was actually being serious. you turned off your phone quickly and looked at him with a teasing look. he was still sitting, facing you with furrowed eyebrows.

“why, did you think so?” you laughed.

you could see his ears turn slightly red and his hands fidgeted. you shifted until you were sitting right next to him as he looked down at you with softening eyes.

“i was just wondering,” he mumbled, his expression slightly grumpy as he looked away to avoid eye contact with you.

you giggled even more.

you took his hand in yours, playing with his fingers. you liked the side of him that wasn’t as mature. the cute side of him. it was endearing.

“well, my phone was getting boring anyway,” you looked up at him. his eyes brightened. “can i tell you about my day?”

he immediately nods, bringing you to his side, with a hand on your waist alongside a bright smile.

jacob

you yawned as you reached for the mug of coffee. you frowned when you noticed that it was completely empty. how long were you working for? you shrugged to yourself and went back to typing on your computer.

“love.”

you didn’t hear your boyfriend’s voice as you continued to read over your essay. you were almost… done.

“love.”

you jumped. you turned to your right, only to see him sitting right next to you, a cup in his hand. he hovered close to you so that you could smell his shampoo. maybe you should’ve cuddled him instead of doing work.

“oh, jacob?”

“I was waiting for you to respond for a while,” he pouts while his eyes are gentle. you glanced at your computer screen before frowning once again. you haven’t noticed how much time had passed.

“sorry,” you whispered, looking down at your own lap.

he simply smiled at you.

“it’s okay,” he stroked your hair. “i know you’re busy.” he handed you the cup of warm tea. “i made you this, come take a break with me?”

“of course,” you took it and snuggled closer to him. he leaves a quick kiss on your cheek before reaching for the remote to put on your favorite show.

(jacob my angel would never actually get mad .. i cant do this today)

younghoon

“hey.”

it’s a sort of fun thing that you like to do with him. you just found it so cute when he would sulk about you simply not giving attention.

“y/n.”

you moved to another part of the room.

“this isn’t funny,” he whined, trailing behind you.

you continued to ignore him, deciding to start organizing the shelves. you rearranged the items while holding in your laugh. you could feel him hover over you and for some reason, a rush of nervousness washed over you.

“c’mon,” he suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist, halting your movements. with wide eyes, you turned around. you smiled slyly, not able to hide your emotions anymore.

“you’re not a comedian,” he sulks. instead of responding, you simply leave a kiss on his lips. he looks dazed for a second before furrowing his eyebrows once again.

“okay, okay,” you giggled. “i’m sorry.”

he gives a satisfied look before tightening his hold on you.

“can’t we cuddle?” he asked, looking at you with pleading eyes.

you sighed, “no, i’m busy.” you glanced at the mess in the whole room.

he huffed, defeated.

and again, you reach his face, cupping his cheeks in your hands, and leaving a longer kiss on his lips. he pushed you away out of embarrassment, flopping back down on the bed with red cheeks.

hyunjae

you were busy reading a book that you were always interested in. you were just getting into the good part until you’re mind was constantly interrupted by a feeling on your cheek. a poke? someone’s poking your cheek.

of course, you knew who it was. you sighed and turned the page.

you felt the poke on your cheek again. and then your shoulder. then your side.

with narrowed eyes, you turn your head to meet his eyes.

the thing is, you didn’t notice how close he really is to you. he was only inches away from your lips.

with a slight squeak, you backed away, feeling incredibly hot all over. now you were leaning back against the armrest of the couch.

with mischievous eyes, he only crawled closer to you, trapping you under his body. your book was long forgotten as you stared up into his sparkly eyes. you felt dumbstruck as you stared up at him with wide eyes.

“can’t you talk with me instead?” he raised an eyebrow.

you gulped. without a word, you took hold of his waist and brought him down. he falls ontop of you.

“i’m tired,” you mumbled.

“sleeping together doesn’t sound so bad, actually.”

he snuggled into the crook of your neck as he brought you into a cuddling position, a slight smile on his face.

“don’t ignore me again, though,” he whispered.

“fine, fine,” you buried yourself into his chest.

#the boyz reactions #the boyz x reader #the boyz imagines #the boyz fluff #sangyeon fluff #sangyeon x reader #younghoon x reader #younghoon fluff #jacob bae x reader #jacob bae fluff #hyunjae fluff #hyunjae x reader #imagines 💞

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yumizcorner · 2 years

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im like a sucker for ANY felix anything btws, <333 so like idol!reader coming home tired after having to do promos for there groups cb. and felix yk comforting the reader (extra kiss and kisses and cuddle pls),i suck at requst,so um

xoxo, bonnie

You‘re my home~

Lee Felix x reader

!!fem pronouns used | idol!reader | mentions of kissing | reader takes a bath (is naked) in front of Felix but nothing comes from it | just some fluff!!

A/n: thank you for your request!!! It was fun to write and I hope you like it. I also hope it’s the amount of cuddles and kisses that you wanted :) i wasn’t sure if you wanted Felix to be an idol too so I tried to make it possible for the reader to imagine that he either is an idol or not lol.

Have fun reading!!

Felix was currently sitting on the couch of your shared apartment. He watched some TV but payed less attention to it since he watched TikTok’s on his phone,the tv causing comfortable background noise. Even tho he didn’t really pay attention to his surroundings,he clearly heard the cracking sounds of the door. He threw away his phone and jumped up,running towards the door. His eyes light up as he saw that you were there,taking off your shoes and your jacket. „Y/n~“ he said and smiled brightly while he hugged you tightly. You smiled a bit too but Felix noticed that something was off. „Is everything okay,love?“ he asked while looking at you,his arms still wrapped around your body. „Mhhm“ you nodded. „just a hard day at the entertainment“ Felix nodded and took your hand. „Don’t worry,I got you“ he said while he guided you to the living room. „Did you eat something yet?“ he asked with a slight worried face. You shook your head. „Okay listen up. I‘ll go now and prepare a warm bath for you and then we can make you some food“ you smiled at him and went to the bathroom with him. „Thank you Lixie~“ you said while kissing his cheek.

Goosebumps spread all over your skin as you sat down in the warm,comforting water. „Wanna talk about your day?“ Felix asked. You told him to not leave your side because you simply just needed him. Your day could’ve been so much more exhausting and Felix would’ve still made you accept and forget everything. „we took care of our comeback today“ Felix took a bathtub sponge and started to softly brush over your skin while you kept on telling him about your day. „we filmed the last parts of our m/v and right after that we filmed the dance practice video and next week we will have to perform our songs at many shows and comeback stages.“ Felix made little sounds of agreement while you talked. He knew how you felt. He lived with you for so long,it wasn’t new that you came home tired and exhausted. He was always ready to give you everything you needed when you felt like that. You worked so hard to reach your dreams,you deserved the world in his eyes.

„Did you have fun tho?“ he asked while he put shampoo onto your head and softly started to massage the shampoo into your hair,also pressuring your head comfortably. „Yeah of course…it’s not like I’m complaining yk? I want to do this and I love it…it’s just exhausting sometimes.“ Felix washed out the shampoo after some time wich made you sigh. He always knew the best temperature for you. „You’re doing good and I’m really proud. Sometimes I can’t even believe that you‘re mine when I see you at all of those events“ you giggled slightly. „I‘m all yours and I wouldn’t change it for anything in this world“ Felix placed a big long kiss on your lips and ended it with a "mmmwah" sound wich caused you to smile. „I’ll go and start to prepare the food now,alright? You can take your time here“ you nodded at him and enjoyed your bath for a few more minutes,breathing in deeply.

Felix prepared your fav food meanwhile. He bought all the ingredients yesterday when he went to the store to get some stuff. He planned to make it for you when you need it and he decided that it’s definitely time for that now.

You took little steps into the kitchen and sat down on one of the seats at the counter,watching your boyfriend cook for you. Once he was done,he placed the plate with food in front of you and sat down next to you. You both started to eat,enjoying each other’s company while enjoying the tasty food. The playlist,wich Felix made for you,softly playing in the background since he turned it on before you went to the bathroom.

Once you were done with eating and had no more space for more food,you picked up the plates and sat them down in the sink,pouring a little bit of water on them. Felix wanted to do that for you but you insisted to do that since he did so much for you today.

When you were satisfied with how clean the plates were,you joined Felix on the couch. He smiled as he saw you and opened his arms,a blanket wrapped around him wich he opened for you too. You giggled and laid down,into his arms wich wrapped around you shortly after,just like the blanket wich he wrapped around himself and you after you held onto him tightly. You snuggled into him further and looked up to him. He smiled happily and kissed your forehead. „I love you so much Lix“ you said. „I love you too y/n“ he said and connected his lips with yours. The kiss was gentle and soft,kind of matching the rhythm of the song that played in the back.

You were genuinely happy in that moment. Everything felt so comforting and nice. The warmth of the blanket and Felix’s body wich was pressed against you firmly. The music playing in the back wich you almost blurred out completely,yet it was still important for the moment since it was the cherry on top to make it perfect. And of course the warmth of Felix‘s plush and soft lips pressing against yours,moving slowly. No matter how often you two already kissed,it always left soft tingles in your lip area just like it left tons of butterflies in your stomach.

Your lips left his as you had to catch breath again. The two of you were still looking at each other wich changed as your eyes wandered down a little bit. His freckles were so cute in your opinion. Your eyes traveled along the little points just as your fingertips. It was just like he had little stars on his cheek wich was kinda funny since he truly was your universe.

You smiled brightly as your eyes stopped at the little special freckle. It was the one that had the shape of a heart. Your fingertip softly brushed over it. Shortly after that you saw how his freckles moved wich was caused by Felix’s smile. You looked at him fully again and your heart melted. He looked so adorable with that smile on his face. He moved a little and placed a kiss on your nose and then on your cheek. „Now I won’t doubt anymore that you love me“ he said and laughed. „Why?“ you asked,his laugh making you giggle too. „Even someone that’s blind could tell that you love me after how you observed me“ your cheeks turned slightly read since you didn’t really realise that you looked at him the whole entire time.

You laid between his arms,head resting against his. His breath was tickling a few of your hairs wich he played with. Your arms already found their way around his body just like his still laid around your body. You two we‘re tangled up on each other like it’s impossible to part you. You moved a little more downwards and rested your head on his chest. He placed a kiss on the top of your head and started to stroke your hair. Felix hummed along with the song that was currently playing in the back. You felt the vibrations of his voice wich were softly going through your body right into your heart,filling it with love and joy. He even started to sing a long with his favourite song as you started to doze off. His calm and deep voice comforted you so much in this moment that it sent you to sleep instantly. After all that happened today,after all the stress and the exhausting activities,it felt like it was a good day. The best day in a long time.

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grievedeeply · 2 years

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Hello there.

Can I request a Baldur or Thor one shot?, maybe the reader comfort them or something like that.

Oh, and I love the way you write <3

i just feel you.

pairing: baldur x gn!reader

summary: baldur returns home from midgard, disappointed that even though he went to great lengths to feel, he still can't. you reassure him that his lack of feeling means little in your eyes.

notes: decided to write this for baldur because i love him with all of my heart lol please enjoy! my requests are closed but more gow stuff is in the works :) this is a little short, but it's very sweet and i really enjoy the sentiment | join my taglist!

baldur had been gone for what felt like forever.

you knew that odin had asked him to travel to midgard, though you weren't given an explanation as to why or what he would be doing there. he would be fine, though. you never doubted him or his abilities. he was strong, brave. he always was. you knew he would be home eventually. you only wished you knew when.

it wasn't the best thing to still be in asgard with his brothers. thor wasn't the best company. he was easily the most intimidating of your love's family. you had met him many times, and he was nice enough to you, but no matter what, he would always be strangely scary. heimdall was horribly rude to anyone and everyone, and you had avoided him like the plague. he wasn't fun to be around, and it got annoying to be insulted every five seconds for no reason other than his entertainment.

so, with a lack of options, you found yourself staying in your separate home in asgard more often than the great lodge. you stopped by every few days, saying hello to thor's wife, sif— who you got along with well— and her daughter, thrúd. she was still too young to leave asgard with her brothers, who were with baldur, doing whatever odin had asked them to do.

your home was cozy. it was smaller than most in asgard, but it had only been you living there for a long time. baldur was the only person other than yourself who stayed there other than yourself. you didn't feel the need for a big space.

you dried yourself off as best as you could after washing up. you'd spent most of your time out, doing whatever had come to your mind. it got boring without baldur around and you'd realized that quickly.

a knock resounded at your door, and you let out a sigh. it could be anyone, but you only wished for silence. "coming!" you called as you finished dressing yourself with warm, clean clothes. you had dried your hair as best as you could, but a few droplets of water had landed on your shirt. you forced yourself to walk to the door, and you opened it with a few words of motivation to yourself.

you didn't have much energy to talk, but as soon as you saw who stood in front of you, a wide smile formed on your lips. "baldur." you whispered, loud enough for his ears to hear you. you extended your hands, grabbing onto his wrists to pull him inside.

his stare was completely dead. he was unblinking, his body tense. all he did was stare at you. your smile faded, and you furrowed your eyebrows. "what's wrong?" you asked after a moment. he shrugged, clearly upset or disappointed by something.

you hummed, "c'mon, honey." you whispered, taking his hands in yours. you held tightly onto them, and you could feel him tense even more as he looked at your skin touching his. you sat down on the couch in your living room, the light from the fire place illuminating baldur's face beautifully. "you gonna tell me what's got you upset?" you asked, your tone gentle and reassuring as you looked into his eyes.

he opened his mouth, looking as if he were going to speak, only for it to fall shut again. "you don't have to. not right now." you spoke again, rubbing your thumb across the back of his hand.

his gaze fell to your hand on top of his, and it looked like he were close to tears. "i can't.. feel." he whispered to you. "i fought.. this- this man," he forced himself to say, "this giant, the allfather sent me to find. he told me that if anyone were to make me feel again, it would be him. and yet.." his eyes stared at your hand, and he took in a breath. "nothing." he swallowed, finally forcing himself to look into your eyes.

you pursed your lips, moving a few inches closer to him. you couldn't ever understand his struggles, and you wouldn't pretend to. you knew his story. you knew his mother wanted to protect him, and by doing so, she ruined his life and any chance of a positive relationship with her son. it pained you. you knew she wanted the best for him, but it should've been his choice.

"baldur.." you muttered, lifting your other hand to his cheek, caressing it with your thumb. "i.. can't ever understand how you must feel, my love." you took in a deep breath. you felt him. you felt his skin on yours, his breath on the back of your neck when he held you in his sleep, his lips on yours.. everything. he felt none of that. you bit the inside of your cheek. you wished you could help him more.

"i know you can't feel this. but.." your hand fell to his chest, resting over where his heart was. you felt it pounding against his ribcage. "you feel that?" his eyes met yours briefly, before he looked down at where your hand rested against his skin. he nodded.

you weren't talking about his heartbeat.. no. you were talking about the warmth. the love that enveloped him whenever you walked into a room, whenever he held you. he couldn't feel it on his skin.. but he felt it in his heart, his mind and soul.

"even though you can't feel my touch.. you feel my love. that will never go away. never, for as long as i live." you let out a breathless laugh as your eyes met his again. "the fact that you can't feel my physical touch means nothing in my eyes. physicality means the least of all things in our love to me. to me.. i just feel you. no matter where you may be, i think of you and i feel.. love. i feel happiness. gratitude." you pursed your lips.

"i wish you could feel this, baldur. really. but nothing is missing from our love. our love is strong, passionate.. and beautiful." you smiled up at him, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek as your hands moved up into his hair.

"and even if you feel none of this.. you feel it's effects, don't you?" you whispered into his ear, and he nodded stiffly. you chuckled at his reaction. "you can be upset." your tone became serious again, comforting to his mind. "your feelings will always be valid." you continued, the same smile from before still on your lips as you stared into his eyes.

his body relaxed at your words, and he brought his arms around your waist and pulled you close. he breathed you in. the sweet scent you used in your bath lingered in the air around you. he closed his eyes, letting himself enjoy the moment.

he felt the effect of your love.

he just.. felt you.

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#god of war #gow #god of war x reader #gow x reader #baldur x reader #god of war baldur x reader #gow baldur x reader

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tree0frog · 8 months

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The way you kiss me

Lockwood and co-masterlist

main master list

george x reader

i fixed the fic littel since i didn't like it

warning-kissing not smut by its kinda of suggestive so you have been warned,reader is shorter than George swearing friends to lovers also my first time writing for him or anything like this sorry if it's bad lol

It was 3 am when you had decided to wake up not by choice just because your body had decided to say fuck you and wake you up too early,

putting your slippers on you made your way downstairs not expecting the lights to be nor.

"George?" you stiffed a yawn not even bothered by the lack of clothing on his legs.

"couldn't sleep do you want tea?" he asked already pulling down your mug and placing the tea bag in it for you.

"if that ok" a weak smile made its way onto his face, he always wondered how you looked in the morning normally by the time he was awake you were fully ready for the day but here you were your hair a mess and your eyes laced with sleep and your lips oh how he wanted to kis-.

"George are you ok?" your hand waved in front of his face.

"hmm, what oh yeah yeah I'm fine"he quickly turned to finish making the two cups of tea, before handing you one.

The two of you stood in silence for an as both your minds raced about a few nights ago.

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The two of you were walking back from a case Lucy and Lockwood were already back home when some guys started to follow you.

"i em i'm going to do something and well you just going to need to trust me ok" his voice was a whisper as you nodded.

He was quick to move your body, your back now prest agent some cold stone wall his body acting as some form of shield to yours, one had rested above your head the other was brought to tilt your chin up making the two of you meet eyes.

his lips moved closer to yours they were softer than you thought they would be and tasted of the tea and sugar that he had drank a few hours prior. The kiss was deepened and even though you were both sure the men where gone none of you could stop, not until you needed air.

"looks like they're gone let get you home yeah," George said as he started walking back to Portland Row.

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"about the other night." he stared but you were quick to cut him off"its alright and well i kind of liked it" A blush covered the tips of your ears as you moved closer to him placing your now empty mug in the sink as you began to wash it.

George didn't know where this newfound confidence was coming from but he was quick to place his mug on the table and wrap his arms around your waist his breath ghosting your neck, a smirk crept up onto his face as he felt your body stiffen by his touch, your breath hitched as he whispered into your ear.

"Can I kiss you again?" all you could manage was a nod before you pulled your neck backward to meet his lips.

A shakey moan left your lips as he moved to kiss down your neck leaving dark marks as he went.

"fuck Georgie" Your arms moved to his hair keeping him in place as he worked on adding another hickey to your neck.

"i love you so much, you don't know half of the things i want to do with you love" he mutters as he moves you round to fully face him the mug long forgotten.

"then do it," you said against his lips.

~~~

Lockwood was confused, to say the least, as he watched you and Lucy talk in the kitchen, your jumper moving down enough to see the dark bruise left in the early hours of the morning.

"What happened to your neck, "he asked as he watched a blush creep up onto your face.

"Holy shit you shagged someone and didn't tell me"Lucy laughed,

"i well i didn't shag anyone and even if i did i don't think my first thought would be to tell you Lucy" you laughed as you watched George walk into the kitchen making his was right to you.

"god morning love,"he said kissing your forehead before going to make himself a cup of tea.

Lucy looked like she could die from excitement.

"you two better not of had sex in my house" he looked horrified.

"Does this also apply to you two locky cos you're not as quiet as you both think"George quipped back making you let out a laugh as Lucy and Lockwood's faces burned crimson?

#fanfic #x reader #anthony lockwood x you #george karim x reader #george karim #george karime x reader #lucy carlyle #lockwood and co

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fandom-alley · 9 months

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Strangers On Vacation | Part 2

Summary: Spencer convinces reader to go to the pool with him, where she meets his co-workers who try and convince her to spend the rest of the cruise in Spencer's room. (This is a really bad summary of this chapter sorry lol) Pairing: Spencer Reid/Fem Reader Content: Fluff, angst (ish) eventual smut. Warnings: negative body thoughts, mentions of alcohol, low self esteem but shes working on it (pls let me know what i missed, i wrote most of this like 3 months ago and only skimmed for spelling mistakes lol) Word Count: 4k Part One also on AO3 masterlist

I awoke the next morning to the delightful aroma of freshly brewed coffee. For a second my brain imagined that John had brought me breakfast in bed, before I opened my eyes and remembered the events from yesterday. I was in some strangers room, still in my bikini, with the dress bunched up around my hips from a night of restless sleep.

I pulled the dress down and was smoothing my hair as the stranger walked back into the room from an adjoining door which I assumed to be the bathroom. I did remember that we were on the top floor, most definitely in an expensive room. It was three times the size of the room I had gotten for John and I. With 2 full size king beds and what looked to be a separate living space through an open door on the far wall. Plus a spacious balcony outside to my left.

“Good morning,” the stranger said when he noticed I was awake and sitting up. “I have coffee ready in the next room, as well as some breakfast. Eggs, bacon, sausages, pancakes and fruit. I wasn’t sure what you liked.”

At the mention of food my stomach decided to remind me that I hadn’t ate since breakfast the day before. And now that he mentioned it, I could smell the bacon wafting into the room as well.

“Oh, um, thank you,” I didn’t know what else to say.

“The bathroom is right in there. I’ll be in the other room whenever you want to come eat.” He gestured to the doors as he spoke and moved towards that open doorway where I had suspected the other living space would be. He stopped in the doorway and turned his head to look at me and said, “My name is Spencer, by the way.”

“Y/n.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/n.” He replied and then softly closed the door.

I took a moment to take in more of my surroundings. Spencer had a pretty spacious room just for himself. No other belongings seemed to be in the room besides his. Half the closets and drawers remained empty, and only one side of his bed looked to be slept in. Why did he need such a big space all to himself? Who was he to afford all of this?

The bathroom was no different. Spencer was very neat and organized. His toiletries lined up perfectly on the left side of the counter, and inside the shower his supplies sat neatly along the built in shelf. I dug out my own bathroom bag and vigorously brushed my teeth, washed my face and tied back my ratty hair. I wasn’t about to strip and take a shower in this mans bathroom. I thought about changing out of my bikini but I did want to experience at least one of the pools on board the ship before I got off at todays dock, so I left it on.

True to his word, Spencer was sat on the couch in the next room, flipping through the pages of a book at an inhuman pace. My nose dragged me over to a small kitchenette where a catering cart was placed with more breakfast food than two people could eat. I grabbed a mug of coffee and a plate that I loaded with strips of crispy bacon, scrambled eggs, and a fluffy pancake.

When I was halfway through eating I could feel eyes on me and looked up to see Spencer gazing my way with a small smile on his face. I realized I was eating like a starved animal and slowed down. But then my thoughts again went to yesterday. Would Spencer also think I was disgusting for eating this much food? With only a few bites left on my plate I lost my appetite and pushed it away.

Why was I thinking these thoughts? I didn’t even know Spencer, and I would be leaving him soon anyways. Plus these thoughts had never crossed my mind until John’s accusations last night. He had just successfully gotten into my head. I didn’t want him to ruin the only day I would be having on this ship, so once again I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and went to clean up my dishes.

“So, thank you for the place to sleep last night. I’ll be getting off the ship today so I’ll just take my stuff with me to the pool in the meantime and get out of your way.”

“Are you sure? You kind of sounded last night as if you had some more plans,” Spencer said.

“Well, I did. But they’ve been cancelled and I’ll be getting off early,” I replied, trying to avoid specific details.

“What about your other friends?” Spencer pressed on. “They won’t miss you, or think you’ve gone missing since you didn’t show up last night?”

It was hard to avoid his pointed stare. I didn’t want to go into details about my messy breakup that happened less than 12 hours ago, but Spencer’s stare was so soft and concerning. He looked genuinely worried for my made up cruise ship friends thinking that I might have fallen overboard or something.

Spencer hadn’t done anything to make me not trust him so far. Besides not knowing anything about him, at least. But he gave off vibes of an old soul. Someone you could trust, who would have your back no matter what. Deciding that I owed him a little bit of truth as well after all he’d done for me, a stranger, I sat down across from him in the living space and told him most of the truth.

“There are no friends,” I said, to which he scrunched up his eyebrows in confusion. “I made up that story last night because you were a stranger inviting me to your room when I was in a vulnerable position and I was scared you would murder me or something.”

Spencer was speechless, staring at me with his mouth agape and blinking as he processed my words.

“The truth is,” I continued, “I was supposed to be on this cruise with my boyfriend. But I broke up with him last night and I was hoping to switch rooms because obviously I didn’t want to spend the next week stuck in a windowless room with him. Which, off topic, but how on earth do you have this whole suite to yourself? It must have been so expensive.”

I waited patiently as Spencer gathered his thoughts for a reply.

“I’m sorry to hear that” he started off saying. “I was trying my best not to come off as a creep. My friend and I overheard you at the front desk, and she made me come ask you to stay with me because of the extra bed.”

“Why isn’t your friend staying with you?”

“She has her own room, with her husband. We’re here on a mandatory work vacation.” That made me laugh, and Spencer cracked a smile as well. “Ok, I can admit saying that out loud sounds like a rouse, but I promise you I’m here with work.”

“Oh, so your work company is one of those people who booked up a big chunk of rooms then, aren’t they?” I smirked.

“I guess so, yes.”

“So, if your coworker friend was allowed to bring her husband, how come you didn’t bring your partner?” I tried to make it sound like I wasn’t prying on his personal life, but let’s be real. I was.

“I’m single, that’s why.”

I nodded my head in reply, looking everywhere around the room except for at him.

“Where do you work where they can afford to put everyone in the most expensive rooms on the ship?”

“The F.B.I.” he said matter of factly.

“Shut up. You don’t work for the F.B.I.” I denied. Spencer just nodded and pointed to a badge on the coffee table that I somehow did not notice earlier. Sure enough, there was his smiling face, Dr. Spencer Reid of the behavioural analysis unit.

“Taking vacation is mandatory, but none of us ever really book it off so the department booked a week long trip for all of us,” he explained.

“Oh, so the bad guys just take a break as well when you’re gone?” I joked.

Spencer gave a light laugh, “We have other departments filling in for us while we’re gone.”

We sat together in silence, Spencer thumbing the pages of his book, neither of us knowing where to take this conversation to next.

“Well,” I eventually said, “Spencer, thank you so much for your hospitality. I’m pleased to know that you’re not a creepy axe murderer. I should get going though. I want to take advantage of one of the pools before I disembark and hopefully not run into my ex.”

I stood from my seat across from him and went to make my way into the bedroom to gather my things.

“Oh, right.” Spencer trailed behind me. “You know, I have access to the vip area’s. There’s a lounge and a pool, and most likely no chances of running into you ex. Then you can leave your stuff here instead of dragging it around. Someone might steal your bag if you left it unattended at the pool. Or they might think it was a bomb.”

Spencer chewed on his bottom lip as I pondered his suggestion. I wanted to turn down his offer, he was being too nice to me after we’d only just met. But the thought of running into John at the pool in my bikini, the very one that started our argument that led to the breakup, was enough to make me accept.

“That would actually be very nice, Spencer. Thank you.”

“Of course. Let me just get changed and we can go. Help yourself to anything in the kitchen, if you want,” Spencer offered. I watched as he grabbed some clothes from the closet and locked himself into the bathroom. Not wanting to stand around in the bedroom like a lost puppy, I followed his suggestion and went to the kitchen to look through the cabinets. They were empty apart from a few boxes of granola bars, and the mini fridge was stocked full of water bottles so I snagged one of them to put into my pool bag.

Soon after, Spencer emerged from the bathroom wearing a pair of dark purple swim shorts and a black t-shirt. It was distracting to see his arms and legs for the first time. He was hiding some seriously toned arms underneath that long sleeve shirt of his. And his legs seemed to go on forever, he was so tall. In his arms he held two pool towels that the ship provided to guests, and he handed one to me that I put into my pool bag.

Spencer grabbed his own bag, a brown satchel, and made sure he packed his book and grabbed his room key from the coffee table. It was a bright and shiny gold colour, indicating its vip status. My previous room key had just been white with the cruise ships name written in a dark blue cursive font.

“We might run into a few of my co-workers, if that’s ok with you,” Spencer informed me as we made our way outside his room. He made sure the door was closed behind us then we were on our way. I had no idea where we were going so I trailed half a step behind Spencer, which wasn’t hard since he walked fast with those long legs.

“Oh, not a problem at all. There’s nothing I want more than to be surrounded by F.B.I. Just so you know, I’m well over 21, so don’t arrest me if I order a drink,” I joked.

Spencer laughed along with me. “There won’t be any arresting, I can promise you that. It’s nearing noon, I’m sure most of them are on their second drink by now.”

I felt bad at the mention of Spencer’s friends having fun without him, but I refrained from commenting. Something about Spencer told me he liked the quite more times than not.

It didn’t take us long to make our way towards the vip areas. I would have never known this spot on the ship even existed if not for Spencer. He scanned his gold card to open up the door, and then we were in. Right into the spacious lounge, with a shiny bar on the left, lots of comfortable seating and a grand piano in the centre of the room. No one was sitting at it right now, but there was some soft music playing over the speakers. We walked through onto the deck, and I was stunned by the view.

We were at the very top of the ship. All I could see around us was the open blue waters. I knew we would be docking later this evening, but wherever that piece of land was, it was not visible to us yet. Looking over the side of the railing, I could see the pool on the main deck. This was the one John wanted to go to last night. I didn’t spend that much time spying on the people from up here, just in case I caught sight of him. Although from this high up, it was hard to make out details.

As Spencer and I made our way around the deck looking for open chairs, someone called out his name. With a glance to me and a nod in the persons direction, I followed behind him as we made our way over. The call came from a gorgeous blonde, looking effortlessly like a model as she relaxed on her lounge chair. She pushed up onto her forearms as we reached her, a wide smile on her face as she looked between us.

“Spence! Is this the girl?” She asked. The girl?

“JJ, this is Y/n. Y/n, this is JJ. My friend I was with last night who convinced me to ask you to take my extra bed.” Oh, it clicked into place now. This was one of his co-workers. The one with the husband, who apparently wasn’t around right now.

“It’s nice to meet you. Thank you for pushing him to ask me. He found me later on and I relented, which I’m glad I did. Those beds in the vip suites are so comfortable.”

“Oh good! Spence here didn’t want to intrude, but he’s always the one with the extra bed when we’re at hotels, so it felt like a good option. Come one, take a seat! The other’s are just hanging around the bar.”

I followed JJ’s orders and sunk into the lounger beside her, and Spencer chose the one on the other side of me. He immediately pulled out the book he was reading early this morning and started reading at that inhuman pace again. After only a few minutes of basking in the sun I was getting too hot. The vip section was great because there were only a few people bobbing around in the pool, so I decided I would join them.

“Ok, I need to get in the water,” I informed my two new somewhat friends as I sat up. I pulled my pool towel out of my bag to set on my chair, ready for easy access whenever I got out of the water.

Thoughts of John’s comments about my body threatened to sneak back into my mind again and I locked them away. I was never one to feel self conscious about my body, and I did not want to start now. So, with a deep breath, I removed my bikini coverup dress and bunched it up to shove into my bag.

“Wow, Y/n. I love that bikini, it’s so cute! Where did you get it?” JJ immediately asked.

“Oh, thank you. I just stumbled upon it at the mall. I felt it gave off nautical vibes that would be fitting for a cruise,” I chuckled.

“It looks so good on you. I’ve never been one to pull off lot’s of colour,” she gestured to her own black two piece that was stunning on her slender frame. “Wait until you meet Penelope. She’ll be down after lunch, she’s a colour fanatic. She’ll love you!”

“I can’t wait to meet her. Anyone coming in the water with me? Spencer?” I turned to look at him and found him already staring. Tinges of red stained his cheeks, probably from the exposure to the sun and heat.

He cleared his throat before speaking. “Maybe in a few minutes. I just want to finish my book first.” He said, very intent on not looking anywhere but my eyes.

“Alright, well, you know where to find me.”

I tried to feel confident as I walked towards the water, but it was like I could feel eyes all over me. When I reached the edge of the pool I turned around, but couldn’t see anyone looking. Spencer was leaned over whispering with JJ, refusing to look my way.

I stepped into the pool, not even caring that the water was a bit cold. I just wanted it to be up to my shoulders so that I could feel hidden. So much for those self conscious thoughts not overtaking me. Most people in the pool were just hanging around the edge chatting to their friends, so I swam to the far side where no one was around and started to swim laps, back and forth.

It was meditative. The feeling of the water rushing over my body started to calm me down, and I ran over lists in my head about all the great things about myself. Like my ability to swim multiple laps of a pool without getting tired, for one. Or my skills in baking. My small client list was always supportive and excited when they picked up their weekly treats from me. There was also the fact that I was a strong woman. I had spent my entire twenties fighting to prove to my family that I could make it on my own. That I didn’t need to be some stay at home wife to a husband who expected me to bend over backwards for him. They truly didn’t leave me alone until I moved to Virginia and met John. Because they assumed I would drop everything and ‘let him take care of me’.

Okay, now these calming pool thoughts were starting to become angry thoughts. I took a pause from swimming laps to lean against the pool wall. Thankfully my brain was interrupted from overthinking by Spencer finally swimming over to join me in the pool.

“Penny for your thoughts?” He asked me as he leaned against the wall beside me.

“They’re nothing interesting. Your friend JJ seems really nice.” I told him to change the subject. Both of our gazes drifted off to the side where she still lay on the pool chair. A man walked up beside her and handed her a drink before leaning down to give her a kiss.

“That’s her husband, Will.” Spencer informed me. Soon after Will had taken a seat beside his wife, a few other people joined. Spencer was in the middle of explaining to me that they were his other work friends when I noticed they were all staring at us.

“Spencer, why are they looking at us?” I interrupted him and turned around to avoid looking back towards the crowd of people. Spencer shifted his body to look back towards the edge of the pool and gave a sheepish laugh.

“Uh, probably because I’m in a pool with a beautiful girl they’ve never met before,” he said. My heart skipped a beat at the unexpected compliment. I was shocked to hear one like that after only knowing the guy for less than 24 hours. He looked just as shocked that it came out of his mouth if the red tint to his cheeks was anything to go by.

I chose to ignore how awkward we both felt by his statement and attempted to move the conversation forward.

“What, they’ve never seen you in a pool before?” I joked.

“Actually no, they haven’t.”

“You’re kidding.” I said, but he shook his head.

“I’m known to be a bit of a germaphobe. Pools hold a lot of bacteria and things that I don’t even want to think about,” he shivered.

“Gross, but I’m honoured you joined me in here. It was getting kind of lonely. But what do you say we get out and you introduce me to your friends?”

Spencer nodded his head eagerly, clearly happy to have an excuse to get out of the water. Lazily, we swam back towards the pool stairs. I climbed out after Spencer, and was met with eyes of multiple people on me as we walked back to the chair to get our towels. It was a little unnerving, but the small smile Spencer gave me as he handed me my towel distracted me from how nervous I was feeling in a bikini around these strangers.

He was so distracting. The tips of his curly hair were dripping with water onto his face and shoulders. I watched as a particular drop rolled down his collarbone, gliding its way down his chest and over a nipple. Why did I want to follow that trail of water with my tongue?

A not so subtle cough broke me out of my trance. After I wrapped my towel around my body I looked at the new people standing around our chairs. Most of whom had just witnessed me staring right at Spencer’s nipples. They introduced themselves to me.

Emily, Luke, Penelope, David, Tara, and Matt and his wife Kristy. Will introduced himself as well.

Spencer was about to explain who I was, but I beat him to it.

“Hey, I’m Y/n. Spencer rescued me last night when I had no where to sleep. I’m leaving when we reach the port today, but he invited me to the pool first so I could at least experience some of what the cruise had to offer.”

There was a jumble of nice to meet you’s and how are you’s as everyone spoke at once. But then someone talked over everyone else.

“Why do you have to leave? Just enjoy the rest of the cruise with us!” It was Penelope, pushing her way in front of everyone to come over and give me a hug.

“Oh, thank you for the offer.” I spoke into her hair as she clung to me. “But I shouldn’t. I don’t want to impose on Spencer for that long. It was so generous to lend me a spot to sleep last night, but this is his vacation. All of your vacations. I don’t want to intrude.”

“I don’t think he would mind. Would you, wonder boy?” Penelope laughed, finally letting me go with a look to Spencer’s direction.

“Plus,” Emily stepped forward. “It would be nice to hang around someone from the outside. Someone we don’t see every day.”

“What, are you sick of us already?” David joked.

“You know what I mean.” Emily said.

“Wouldn’t everyone love to have Y/n around for the rest of the week?” Asked Penelope.

There was a resounding yes. I couldn’t believe these people I met just minutes prior were trusting enough to want to spend 6 more days together. I looked to Spencer, expecting him to say no thank you, please leave. But he was giving puppy dog eyes.

“I don’t mind,” he said, and I couldn’t say no to that face.

“Well, I guess so.”

His friends cheered, resulting in a nearby group of people to look over at the commotion.

“Come on, let’s go celebrate with a drink!” David said, and put an arm around my shoulder to steer me towards the bar.

“I definitely won’t say no to that.”

#spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid/reader #spencer reid/fem reader #alleys writing

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lullabytaeyong · 1 year

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Creepy Crawlies - R!Kai

(Tw: Spiders) And I know they aren’t technically bugs but I still call them that in this lol

Kai giggled contently in the bathtub, a red bath crayon in his hand and bubbles surrounding him. He dragged the crayon in crazy scribbles all over one of his drawings since he knew it had to be rinsed away soon. Soobin watched him with amused smirk on his face while he waited for the water to drain. Once it did he used the shower head to wash away the left over bubbles on Kai's skin and the artwork he made. He wrapped him up in a fluffy towel and ruffled his hair wildly with it to make him laugh.

"Okay, jammie time. Arms up!" Soobin said brightly after drying him off completely. He knelt down and helped him with his pants and dinosaur socks.

"There you go. Do you want to watch a movie be-"

"Ahhhh!!" Kai suddenly cried in Soobin's face, pointing over his shoulder. "Spider!"

Kai burst into tears and tried to climb on to Soobin's lap in a panic. He hated bugs! They scared him to death when he was little. Soobin stood up quickly and sat Kai back on the floor. He spun around frantically, searching for something to get rid of it with. He snatched a tissue box and spotted the spider on the floor.

"Nooo!! Don't kill it!" Kai wailed, flailing his arms.

"What do you mean? I thought you wanted it gone?"

"Gone gone! Don' hurt him! Will feel bad!"

"Okay, okay" Soobin said semi calmly over the loud cries. He dropped the tissue box and turned around, leaving to get a cup and piece of paper.

Huening kai couldn't help but stare down the vile creature. He hated it! He was so scared! But, if he didn't keep an eye on it he could lose it and it could come back to terrorize him. Tears kept falling down his pink cheeks, as he waited for Soobin's return. The spider crawled an inch in Kai's direction and he shrieked loudly. He pushed him self harder against the tiled wall, as if it could swallow him whole and keep him safe from the little beast.

Soobin sprinted back into the bathroom and immediately trapped the spider under a white cup. He approached Kai before actually catching it to calm him down. The boy was in hysterics, sobbing and squirming. Soobin hushed him and pulled him into his arms while he sat on the floor.

"It's okay, baby. Shhh, I'm taking care of it."

Sometimes the boys forgot how intense Kai's phobia of spiders truly was. He was usually alright with tiny ones, just some shivers and whining here and there, but there were specific ones that had a specific look to them that sent him into a fit of tears. Apparently, one of those kinds of spiders decided to tour their bathroom today.

"It's under a cup right now, so it won't get to you. I promise. It's alright, sweetheart." Kai had his eyes tightly squeezed shut and didn't dare to take a peek. His anxiety was pouring intrusive thoughts into his head about being covered with the bugs. He cried harder into Soobin's chest and begged him to get him out of there. He knew it was still close, the cup being over it didn't make it disappear; he knew that.

"Wan' go to Junnie! Want Papa! Please!" He hiccuped. Soobin acted instantly and carried Kai swiftly out of the bathroom and across the hall to Yeonjun's room. The eldest wasn't actually there, he was in some other room with headphones on, so Soobin texted him.

"Okay, you sit here all nice and comfy and I'll go get rid of the 'you know what' while you wait for your Papa. Okay?" Soobin said after plopping Kai on the mattress.

The youngest nodded hesitantly and watched Soobin re-enter the bathroom. Soobin crouched down to the floor and carefully slid the paper under the cup. Then he slowly picked it up, keeping the spider trapped inside and made his way to the door. Yeonjun skidded past him and ran up to Kai, nearly tackling him in a hug.

"How dare that stupid spider scare my baby Kai like that! I'll beat him up! Don't worry, I won't let him get you." Yeonjun said dramatically, wrapping Huening Kai up in a blanket like a sushi roll.

Kai used the blanket to wipe away the snot and tears covering his face and whimpered against Yeonjun. He felt two strong arms adjust him, so he was on Yeonjun's lap facing him comfortably. The eldests shoulder was a safe place to cry on.

"Hate em. This is our house not theirs!" He pouted.

"I know. They scare you quite a bit, yet you insist that we don't just kill them." Yeonjun replied, holding back a chuckle at how cute Kai was.

"Mh- But they dunno! Don't wanna em to hurt. It's not fair."

"Each day I am more convinced that you are secretly an angel, huening kai." Yeonjun smiled brightly and kissed his baby's head.

"Mission accomplished! Extermination complete." Soobin popped up in the door with a proud smile.

"How's he doing?" He asked, quiet enough for just Yeonjun to hear.

"We're getting there, expressing our hatred for spiders, questioning our morality. He'll be okay in a few." Yeonjun chuckled, rubbing Kai's back comfortingly.

Soobin nodded and moved into the room to take a seat next to them on the bed. Kai curiously lifted his head and looked at Soobin. Although glossy, his eyes were warm with innocence, like hot chocolate. He sniffled his last sniffle and wiggled to get off Yeonjun. They watched him stand up nervously, inspecting the floor and scanning the walls and ceiling with his eyes. He didn't move much, just the occasional random step.

"What're you doing, angel?" Soobin asked.

"Jus' making sure." Huening kai almost whispered. "I wanna go to bed but had to check for spiders"

"Ohh, okay. I don't see anything and if I do I'll take it outside immediately. Come lay down." Yeonjun said, hoping his words would soothe the little's worries.

"We can have a sleepover tonight." He added. Kai giggled and crawled back on Yeonjun's bed, nestling himself into the blankets and pillows.

"I'll go get Goguma, hang tight." Yeonjun said before getting up and leaving.

Kai pulled on Soobin's arm to get him to lay down and cuddled up to his side like a little kitten. He loved the warmth that came with close cuddles. Soobin pat his hair and used his phone to play the little ones lullaby playlist. The familiarity and somewhat nostalgic melodie's always soothed the boys and helped them sleep. Yeonjun returned with Kai's beloved bunny plush and made the toy give him kisses before laying down. He left on a small lamp, so it wasn't too dark, and let Kai get comfortable between him and Soobin.

"Promise no more buggies..." Kai asked softly with round eyes.

"Promise! We'll protect you, baby."

They both hooked their pinkies on each of Kai's and give them a kiss to seal the promise. Finally, the boy was able to fully relax and drift off to sleep.

#kpop agere #agere community #little txt #age regression #txt agere #txt littlespace #kpop littlespace #sfw agere #little tomorrowxtogether #little huening kai #regressor huening kai #caregiver soobin #caregiver yeonjun

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moonxmagix · 1 year

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My School Bully

Pairing: Revenge Frank Iero x Fem Reader

CW: bullying, enemies to lovers, fucking

Summary: After months of anguish and bullying from Frank Iero, your bully, you’ve decided you’ve had enough. One run in with him and your whole world changes, for better or worse?

A/N: Wrote 8 pages on google docs lol.

I started at a new school in New Jersey, previously being from the south, I was nervous. I did have a more alternative style but had that country twang. I was hoping my style would make up for the voice but I don’t think it’ll work. I can’t stay silent for long.

I timidly walked through the halls of my new school as people were friendly with one another. Seemed like everyone was already familiar with each other, which means it’s gonna be harder for me to make friends. Thankfully we had uniforms so if someone wanted to bully me they couldn’t bully me for how “emo” I dressed.

I got to my locker and as I opened it a random boy popped out of it, I screamed. This guy had blonde and black hair, a nose piercing, a baggy uniform, and was rather short. He looked at me right in the eye with a smirk on his mischievous face. “Who’s this creature?” he said while his friends laughed, flicking his finger on my forehead.

I let out an “Ow” and rubbed my head. I tried to ignore him but they persisted in bothering me, “Did you even wash your hair? Could fry a fucking egg with that shit,” they laughed. I hid my face from them with my locker door, but all he did was slam the door shut hitting me in the head. “Can you just stop?” I asked softly.

“What was that little mouse?” he said, leaning down, cupping his ear to pretend he didn’t hear me. “Nothing..” I said quietly. After that he and his little posse walked away. I peered at them before I went to class and caught the strange boy staring at me.

As soon as I got home I went online to see if I could find out who that guy was. I went to the school's Instagram page and scrolled through their followers list to see if I could find his name first. No luck, so I clicked on a random person's account and looked through their following and followers list, AHA! Found it. I clicked on his profile and scrolled through it, lots of music related stuff, skating, smoking, drinking, typical edgy teen kid stuff. I clicked on a photo to examine it more but accidentally double tapped on it. I panicked and immediately un-liked it, I just messed up big time and I knew I was going to pay for it.

I threw my phone across the room and screamed into my pillow annoyed with myself. I’ll just go to bed and pray I don’t run into him tomorrow.

The morning came quickly and I got myself ready, dreading the day ahead. I said bye to my dog before leaving and waited at the bus stop. There was only me standing there, using my hand to block the sun. Out of the corner of my eye I see a group of loud boys approaching. My eyes widened as I realized who they were, I put my hand to the other side of my face to hopefully shield their eyes from recognizing me.

It worked and I was able to eavesdrop on their not very quiet conversations.

“Someone has a crush!” one teased.

“It’s not a crush! I just think she’s pretty. I can be mean to her and also think she’s pretty,” the one who sounded like Frank said.

“You’ve done this before Frank, you’re mean to them and then you fuck em’,” they laughed.

I got on the bus in a flash and found an empty seat next to a window. I stared out the window, shrinking myself down so I wouldn’t be seen. But, at the same time it felt like a giant arrow was pointing at me saying, “LOOK AT ME! I’M RIGHT HERE!”

They all got onto the bus and walked past me, I sighed realizing I was safe. The bus ride went completely fine until I got off, I pushed past everyone so I could get away from them. Before I reached the entrance the back of my collar was being grabbed, I squealed. “Piggy got something to say?” Frank said in my ear. I shook my head no repeatedly.

“Are you sure? Liking my instagram photos last night says otherwise, you stalker,” he said, throwing me to the ground. His friends walked past laughing at me as I tried to get myself off the ground. I went to my locker but made sure he wasn’t there and put my stuff away. I stood there for a moment and let a few tears fall from my eyes. I sniffled trying to pull myself together shortly before walking to my class. As I walked down the halls I saw Frank pass me and turn back to look at me.

I made eye contact for a few seconds but felt more like minutes. He had a random girl wrapped around his arm who looked like she had been around. For a moment, for a hopeful moment it looked like he had an ounce of remorse on his face. I doubt it though.

I was able to go through the day without any more problems.

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Today the weather was nice and wasn’t terribly hot so I decided to walk to school. I saw no sign of Frank and his posse. I made it to school in a great mood and headed to my locker, then again no sign of them. I thought it was strange and just thought that they skipped school or maybe he’s sick.

It was weird that I was just expecting to get bullied and ready for it. I’m just glad they have not terribly hurt me, at least yet. Gym class arrived rather quickly and before it started the gym doors slammed open, here they fucking are. I groaned and rolled my eyes as the teacher told us to gather around on the floor.

All he told us to go get changed and what we’d be doing today. I hurried to the bathroom and got changed in a stall and not around everyone else because it was just…uncomfortable. At this school even though we had uniforms we were still able to wear “normal clothes” as gym attire.

I had a The Cure shirt and some black jean shorts, definitely not in dress code but the teacher is a creep so he lets it slide. I threw my hair up in a ponytail but quickly took it down realizing it could get pulled. Class officially started and we were playing dodgeball, great. The team leader was a popular girl named Emmy and…Frank.

One by one they picked people and I was the last to be picked. The popular girl said my name hesitantly but I’m surprised she even knew it. We got started and Frank had his eyes on me the entire time, instantly he threw balls at me. And he threw them hard. I threw the balls right back at him not taking my eyes off him, the teacher caught on and said, “Hey you two lovebirds! Stop targeting each other, that’s not how you play.”

I started targeting other people, getting them out easily. Frank on the other hand had no plans on trying to target others. For a second I saw him gather the others and whisper something to them. In a matter of seconds I was being attacked with balls. I fell to the floor guarding my face with my hands.

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Lunch thankfully was right after gym and I was starving. I got in line and as I had my headphones in I felt my skirt lift. I swung my body around and saw Frank’s friend towering over me. He had black hair that was a lot longer than Franks. “The fuck do you want?” I said in my lil country accent. He laughed and smirked, “I’m just admiring you, that's all sugar,” I scoffed in disgust.

“Come on, don’t ignore me like that,” he said, wrapping his arm around my waist. I tried removing his arm but he had a strong grip. “I don’t even know your name. Not to mention you and your little friends decided to team up against me during gym,” I said matter of factly. He dug his head in my neck, “It’s Gerard. And it’s nothing personal baby, don’t be such a prude,” he whined. I rolled my eyes, “Whatever,” I said, getting away soon as possible.

I found a spot outside where I knew I wouldn’t be bothered. I let out a few tears but was rudely interrupted by THE ones. I was stiff and didn’t want to move like a possum playing dead in the road. If I didn’t move they didn’t see me, “We have to find her. I need to be around her,” Frank said. Was he talking about that one girl I saw? Did he have a girlfriend? Does his girlfriend not like me? I don’t even know this girl!

I heard my surroundings get quiet as I had my head on the table, my eyes on the ground below me. I saw feet sit at the table and my eyes widened, really? Fucking really? I thought to myself. “What’s wrong baby?” Gerard said to me pitifully, but he didn’t care. I know.

He rubbed his hand on my back, I pushed his hand off me and lifted my head avoiding eye contact. “What the fuck do you want?” I said annoyed. “I just wanted to ask you something, that's all,” Gerard said. “Well?” I said with an attitude.

“Do you wanna maybe go out with me? Y’know, be exclusive with the one and only,” he smirked. God he was a douche. I didn’t even respond and just looked at him with disgust, “I’m just kidding jeez! I don’t know a single person who would want to touch you with a 10ft pole.” His friends laughed in unison.

“You just fucking did but you don’t wanna tell them that do you?” I said scoffing. “You gonna tell them?” I said, while his friends asked him what he did. He didn’t want to respond so I left.

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It was the beginning of December now and the bullying never stopped. I was shoved in lockers, held against the wall, food and drinks thrown on me, pushed to the ground, bullying in the gym, them stalking my social media, etc.

One day as I walked home I noticed Frank walking in front of me, I gasped and covered my mouth immediately taking a different turn. When I looked up from the ground Frank stood in front of me, “What the fuck do you want?” I said to him inches from his face.

Frank smirked, “Wanted to see to my favorite punching bag.” My blood boiled and I saw red. I’m tired of being this “punching bag”.

“Y’know what, Frank? I’m SICK of this,” I yelled. “The FIRST day at this pretentious shit school you tormented me. What did I ever do to you? Of course you just have to pick on the new girl,” I splurt out in a fit of rage. He stepped back and softened his gaze, he looked back at me with guilt and regret. “I don’t fucking know,” he said shaking his head. “I guess I just…I don’t know. I like you and thought you were pretty, I didn’t understand how to convey my emotions to you. You just seemed…different from everyone else,” he said tearfully.

He got down on his knees in the snow, holding my hands. “I’m sorry Y/N. Please let me make it up to you,” he said begging. I sighed, biting my lip unsure what to do or say. “I need a little bit to think about this, I really do. I’m sorry I can’t give you an answer now,” I proclaimed, getting away as soon as possible.

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Weeks went by as Christmas break was approaching. I still hadn’t said anything to Frank but anytime we had interacted he was beyond friendly. I saw him and the guys sitting at a table in the far corner, so I decided to go up to him. “Hey Frank,” I smiled nervously.

“Hey,” he said, tone cautious. “I just wanted to thank you for apologizing to me. I appreciate it,” I said. He shrugged, “It’s nothing, I was such a jerk.”

I stood there for a moment hesitant to talk, “I really admire your ability to change and admit you were wrong. If you ever need anyone to talk to, I’m here.” I smiled, giving him a hug. Before he could say anything I left, my cheeks were bright red and hot.

Later that day I texted Frank on Instagram:

Me: hey sorry for leaving so abruptly earlier

He replied within minutes.

Frank: it’s no worries, i’m sorry for not saying much

Me: Do you wanna hang out this weekend? Just us?

Frank: Can I come over now? I’m already on my way

Me: what? I mean go ahead but my room is a lil messy

Before I knew it Frank was knocking at my door, I shoved the stuff that was on my floor into my closet and vigorously brushed my hair out. I ran to the door as fast as I could and opened it smiling, he embraced me in a tight hug.

I led him up to my room, “Sooo, this is my room,” I showed him around. I stood in front of my bed and Frank pushed me onto the bed, hovering over me. “Wha-” I began to speak but was cut off by Frank pressing his lips to mine. It took me a couple seconds to adjust under his kiss but I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I’ve waited so long to do this, Y/N,” he said, lifting my shirt up. “Just shut up and fuck me,” I said to him which made him blush and push his hips into me harder. I could feel his hard cock through his jeans.

Our clothes came off in a matter of seconds and Frank was shoving his fingers inside of me. The way he worked his fingers in and out of me made my hips buck and head go back. I moaned his name and just prayed hoping no one was home. “God you’re so hot Y/N,” he said, shoving his mouth into my soaking wet cunt.

“Frank, fuck me, please,” I begged. “You dirty girl,” he said with a chuckle. He grabbed me forcing me into a doggy position, he grabbed my hair pulling hard. He slammed himself into me making me scream in pleasure, it was like all the anger he had was being taken out on my pussy. He flipped me over into missionary and slowly shoved his entire cock inside me, going slow.

He stopped and started fucking me rougher, “Frank you feel so fucking good,” I moaned. “Is that right baby? Does daddy feel good?” he groaned in my ear. He stared at me right in the eyes, am I kinda glad he bullied me? I mean, if he didn’t I wouldn’t be getting the best dick around.

I came several times on his cock and he finally came all over my boobs. We both got cleaned up and I got curled up in bed. “Are you staying the night?” I asked, hoping he’d say yes. “Of course I am, how could I leave you after that?” he smiled. He turned the lights off and got in bed with me. I was the little spoon and he was the big spoon.

He nuzzled his neck right into my neck leaving small kisses, “Can I ask you something?” he said. “Always,” I replied, turning to him. He stroked my face with his thumb, “Will you be my girlfriend?” My eyes lit up and a wide smile grew on my face, “I’d love to.”

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