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il-miele-che-scrive · 1 month

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another Y/n Verstappen x Lando smau

madmax.jpg Gelukkige Verjaardag, Y/n 🎉 geniet van uw speciale dag! We've had our ups and downs but I'm overall happy that you're my little sister

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y/n_verstappen Thanks for always being there for me even when I drive you crazy 😌🩷

username1 Lando influenced Max to make a jpg account, I'm dead 😭

landonorris she's so lucky to have you as her brother

↳y/n_verstappen Excuse me?? Are you dating me or my brother?? What's up with the ass licking??

landonorris well you're a bit of a pain in the ass aren't you? max had to deal with you since you were born

y/n_verstappen If I'm such a pain in the ass how about I leave your ass alone

landonorris hey, he didn't have a choice, I chose my pain in the ass

y/n_verstappen You're on thin ice, Norris

username2 guys, mother and father are fighting on mother's birthday 😭

username1 Nahhh, no worries, that's just how they are

y/n_verstappen True, we might be a little mean to each other but we're very much in love

landonorris I totally didn't force her to say this

lewishamilton Happy birthday to Y/n! 🎂

↳username3 Oh to have Lewis Hamilton wish me a happy birthday 😩 one can dream

↳y/n_verstappen Thank you Lulu!💜

username3 AND she's calling THE Lewis Hamilton Lulu😭

username4 Probably got that from Lando 😂

danielricciardo Time flies, huh?

↳y/n_verstappen It does 😭 Max and I went from me driving him insane to me watching him driving around in circles

danielricciardo I'm sure you still drive Max insane from time to time even these days😂

madmax.jpg That's absolutely correct

username5 Max having flashbacks of the day he found out his lil sis is dating Lando lmao

y/n_verstappen At least now he got used to that idea😭

carlossainz55 Sending all the good vibes to Y/n, have a blast celebrating! 🥳🥂🎈

↳y/n_verstappen Thanks, Carlito!! 🫶

carlossainz55 I still remember how back in the days Lando would complain to me about that huge crush he had on you

y/n_verstappen Ahhh, it was just a few years ago and yet so much has happened

landonorris and I still do have a crush on her wtf

y/n_verstappen That's literally so obvious ❤️

carlossainz55 I didn't say you don't anymore, I was just saying it took you a few years to fianlly take some action

landonorris And look where it got me, it was worth the wait

francisca.cgomes Wishing you the happiest birthday Y/n! You were so adorable as a kid 🫶

↳y/n_verstappen Am I not adorable anymore? ☹️

francisca.cgomes You are! Just in a different way! You're a grown woman now

charles_leclerc Happy birthday to my favorite Verstappen

↳username6 HE DID NOT

username7 HE DID...

↳y/n_verstappen And all this time I thought Max was your favorite

charles_leclerc His constant victories killed it a bit for me

madmax.jpg You're just salty you can't keep up

charles_leclerc Sorry? I got P2 last race, each time I'm closer to beating you

madmax.jpg Keep dreaming, mr 20secs behind

lando.jpg Happy birthday to the most amazing person in my life ❤️ you deserve all the happiness in the world, I'm so lucky to have you by my side. Cheers to you, my love ❤️🥂

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maxfewtrell She's the most amazing person in your life now? 🙄

↳lando.jpg you're on the 2nd place let's say

↳y/n_verstappen Sorry not sorry <3

maxfewtrell Happy birthday by the way! Sending my best wishes

y/n_verstappen Thanks a lot 🫶

username1 THE 5TH PIC

oscarpiastri Never expected to see Lando so in love

↳y/n_verstappen Honestly I don't think he expected that himself

oscarpiastri Happy birthday, thank you for taking care of Lando!

landonorris taking care of me?

oscarpiastri Yeah! You're so different now. I guess you're finally an adult. Which now is kind of weird that I'm saying this on Y/n's bday but whatever

username1 Awwwwhhhh mr I don't wanna mature I'm happy where I am has finally matured!

y/n_verstappen All I'm doing is trying to keep him from getting too silly, but thanks for the credit!

username2 I don't know if I wanna be her or wanna be WITH her

y/n_verstappen Petition for Max to let you win this weekend since it's MY BIRTHDAY @/maxverstappen1

↳maxverstappen1 The day Lando wins I'm allowing you to get married

y/n_verstappen Pls just let him win this once

maxverstappen1 If he were fast enough he would've won

lando.jpg that's how you speak about your brother in law?

maxverstappen1 And I'd do it again

username3 I'm crying why are both Y/n and Max so aggressive

username4 That's just the Verstappen genes 🤷‍♀️

username5 Don't tell me Max saw pics nr 4, 5 and 6 and didn't say anything

↳y/n_verstappen He chose to ignore them 😌 better for him I guess

riabish You make such a great couple 😭

↳y/n_verstappen I know right 😭

riabish Anyway girls night when?

y/n_verstappen As soon as possible I guess?!?!

username6 Y/n is precious and needs to be protected at all cost

username7 I've never seen a man as in love with their gf as Lando is with Y/n

username8 She's so goofy I love her

username9 The best wag tbh, the rest is just stuck up bitches

↳y/n_verstappen EXCUSE ME?? They're all amazing women, if you hate on them don't call yourself my fan

username10 I saw Max's post and I waited for Lando to post, I am not disappointed 😂

georgerussell63 You're so in love mate

↳lando.jpg obviously, why wouldn't I be!

alex_albon You guys are a perfect couple

↳y/n_verstappen Noooo I love the vibe you and Lily have!! You're each other's wags

alex_albon I guess if you put it this way 😂

y/n_verstappen Both of my boys on the podium today!

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charles_leclerc And this time Lando didn't break Max's thropy 😂👏

↳carlossainz55 That would be too risky now that he's dating his sister 😂

landonorris You promised Max would let me win ☹️

↳y/n_verstappen I did not! You saw I had a talk with him but it didn't work out

francisca.cgomes Is that what you used your birthday wish for?

↳y/n_verstappen It just might be 🤭

username1 Should've used it for a Lando win 😭

y/n_verstappen I guess nothing can stop Max 🤷‍♀️

username2 I love seeing them both getting along 🥺

username3 Let's go Lando Lando it's okay

↳username4 Let's go Lando he is here to stay

username5 Let's go Lando he is one of us

y/n_verstappen He's racing like a lion shouldn't he be Dutch

username3 OMG Y/N FINISHING THE LYRICS

y/n_verstappen GIRL I love this song 😭 AND THE PODIUM SONG

username6 So happy to know Max isn't angry anymore 😭

↳y/n_verstappen He's... Dealing with it. We're still not allowed too much PDA around him

username7 The way people chanted Lando when the Dutch national anthem was playing lmao

↳username8 Am I delusional or was Max also mouthing the chant?

username7 HE WAS!! And Y/n in the crowd too!!

username8 Damn even the Verstappens are bored of their own anthem

username9 Y/n you looked stunning in the paddock this weekend!

↳y/n_verstappen Thank you I'm gonna blush 🤭

username10 So when are you getting married?

↳username2 Max said when Lando wins, a podium is not a win 😭

username10 That's a never I guess 😂 or at least not for as long as Max is in F1

username11 Y/n is a fangirl just like us

↳username12 Hard to not be when your brother and your boyfriend are both F1 drivers

username13 I wonder if Lando has ever talked to Jos?

↳username14 I don't think even Y/n is on speaking terms with Jos? She seems to avoid him

username5 Yeah, I've heard Jos tried to fix the relationship with his daughter but Y/n doesn't want it

username14 Queen behavior tbh

username12 Not really queen behavior. If not Jos, Max wouldn't win a single championship

username14 I'm sure abusing helped build up his career

username12 What abusing? Jos is a strict father, not a psycho

username14 "My father once stabbed a mechanic's hand with a fork 😁" and don't even get me started on Jos leaving Max alone at a gas station

alex_albon Look at the 5th photo!

↳charles_leclerc They're so cute together aren't they?

landonorris I think you meant the 4th?

alex_albon Nope 😊 pretty sure I meant the 5th

y/n_verstappen Lando and Max together are precious 🫶

username15 now... do we call them Maxando or Lax?

↳y/n_verstappen I vote for Maxando🖐️

landonorris yeah lol Lax sounds like short for laxative

y/n_verstappen I don't know about you, but I'm feeling twenty two

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francisca.cgomes Seems like a perfect night to make fun of our exes 🥂

↳username1 Uhhhh Kika? Are you and Pierre alright?

username2 They are lol that's just the lyrics

yourfriend1 Beach birthday party ☑ one thing less on the bucket list

username3 I need to know if any drivers where there

↳username1 Seems like a girly gathering from the photos

username3 Girly gathering is such a fun term, I'm gonna steal it

↳y/n_verstappen Just a few of them 👀

username3 LIKE WHO??

username4 I bet Lando

username3 Probably I guess? But that's one and she said a few

username4 I guess she won't tell us 😭

landonorris gorgeous as always ❤️

↳y/n_verstappen I love you ❤️‍🔥

landonorris love you more baby

y/n_verstappen Not possible, I already love you the most

maxfewtrell That's so cringe

alex_albon @/carlossainz55 what have you done 😩

carlossainz55 I'm proud of what I've done, I think their cringe is adorable

username3 So it was Carlos who played matchmaker between Y/n and Lando!

yourfriend1 I'll never thank Carlos enough, Y/n is so happy with Lando 😭

username2 I guess all we can do is be happy for them, even if they're cringy sometimes

username5 Oh look, Jos claimed to be trying to fix his family issues and yet he never wished Y/n a happy birthday, I didn't see him comment anywhere

↳username2 Are we surprised tho? Disappointed maybe, but surprised? Nope

↳y/n_verstappen Hey, the daddy issues made me a cool person. And also made Max a 3 times world champion which is also nice, but I guess I was more lucky here

username2 I LOVE YOU GIRL 😭🫶

maxverstappen1 Soon 4 times

y/n_verstappen You know even you're bored of it

maxverstappen1 Papa didn't raise no bitch

y/n_verstappen I know that, Max, I know...

y/n_verstappen I'm in love with this man🗣️it was my birthday recently, so pls win a race for me

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landonorris you know that does not depend on me🙄

↳maxverstappen1 That's not a world champion mindset🙄

y/n_verstappen Shut up for once and let him win!!!

maxverstappen1 If he wants to win he has to fight for it!!!

y/n_verstappen He's trying!!!

maxverstappen1 Apparently not hard enough

username1 Imagine being such a bad driver your gf has to beg her brother to let you win

username2 What? It's all jokes, you gotta be stupid to think they're being for real in these comments

oscarpiastri Lando should start wearing orange bows more often

↳y/n_verstappen I know right?! He looks so babygirl

landonorris can you not? that's enough that I let you post that last picture

oscarpiastri Calm down mate, the anger takes away your beauty 🥺

username3 Why's everyone making fun of Lando here?😭

carlossainz55 Didn't know you're such a talented photographer 📸

↳landonorris I could've taught her a thing or two😌

y/n_verstappen Wow, you were so quick to comment huh

landonorris just in case if you forgot to mention this

y/n_verstappen Carlos commented a minute ago?!?!

landonorris you had whole 60 seconds to say it and you didn't! someone had to

username2 Lando is such a baby 😭

y/n_verstappen Maybe. But MY baby.

username4 Do I want a gf like Y/n or a bf like Lando?

↳username5 I want both and I would take them both if I ever got a chance

username6 Hey so I need to know if Lando's dutch has improved since he's been dating Y/n?

↳y/n_verstappen He thinks he made soooo much progress, but that's a lie

landonorris Ik heet Lando :) ik hou van Y/n <3

y/n_verstappen Good! That's literally the basics!

username6 Isn't that really all he needs to know?🥰

y/n_verstappen Let's say it's alright for now 😌

charles_leclerc You teaching dutch to Lando reminds me of Arthur and I teaching you french😂

↳y/n_verstappen Except I'm a quicker learner

landonorris and somehow I've never heard you speak french 🤔

charles_leclerc She's traumatized ☹️

y/n_verstappen Yes I am ☹️ learning french in school was a nightmare and the Leclercs made me experience it again, it was lovely

charles_leclerc You're welcome 😊

landonorris now I understand it all, she's projecting her trauma onto me now

maxverstappen1 She's an evil woman isn't she?

landonorris the most evil, definitely

username7 HELP ME GUYS I've imagined Y/n teaching Lando dutch with the same passion Jos pushed Max into driving 😭 it's way too funny in my head

↳username6 Great! In a few years Lando should be fluent then! 😂

↳username8 Y/n is her father's daughter after all 💀

username9 Guys, remember the time Max corrected a french guy to "bonsoir" when he said bonjour? 😭

↳username6 bonsoir ☝️🤓

↳y/n_verstappen As he should! Sometimes you gotta correct even the native speakers

maxverstappen1 At least I can speak french

y/n_verstappen Me too!! Een beetje

landonorris wow it must be een very tiny beetje

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runnning-outof-time · 4 months

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This is for your 3.5K follower celebration (congratulations!!! 🎉🥳). I would love to see the prompt “Come to bed” with Tommy. Congratulations again I love your writing!!

Thanks so much for your kind words and for sending this in, anon! I’m sorry it took me so long to write this. I hope you like what I did with the prompt you chose! I’ve also began to employ my ‘less descriptions’ attempts here. It’s not everywhere just yet, but hopefully I’m doing it correctly. Baby steps, y’all. Enjoy! :)

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Come to Bed

Tommy Shelby x Reader

Warnings: smoking

Word Count: 1026

Summary: (Y/N) goes down to the shop floor late at night to find Tommy still knee deep in work. When he won’t put the papers down, she decides to find a happy middle ground.

It didn’t come as much of a surprise to (Y/N) that Tommy wasn’t on his side of the bed when she rolled over to it. But that didn’t mean that the emptiness didn’t make her sad.

It has to be late, she thought to herself as she threw the covers to the side and got out of the bed. She then grabbed her robe from its hook on the wardrobe and pulled it on to cover the slip she’d been wearing.

She walked down the stairs and through the home, coming to the double doors that were still open. Tommy was sitting at one of the tables on the shop’s floor. There were papers strewn about on the table before him, and it looked like he was in the middle of looking one over.

“It’s late, Tom,” (Y/N) decided to speak up after she’d been watching him for a few moments. Tommy’s eyes flicked up and found (Y/N) the second she started talking.

“I know,” his answer came as a mumble due to the cigarette that was perched between his lips. He took it between his fingers before looking over at his wife, “I have work to do.”

“The work can wait.”

“It can’t. It needs to be done.”

“There’ll be time tomorrow.”

“Love…” he trailed off with a sigh, tipping his head slightly to the side as he paused for a moment, “I have to have this…”

“Come to bed, Tommy,” she cut him off, a pleading look in her eyes.

This look put Tommy between a rock and a hard place. He didn’t want to say no to his wife, but he had so many things to figure out for the derby day that was quickly approaching. “I can’t. Not yet,” he finally told her, feeling a pang of pain in his heart when he saw her shoulders drop. “Why don’t you go back up?” he suggested then.

“I’m not. Not without you,” she answered, frowning as she finished speaking.

“It’s gonna be a bit, (Y/N),” he reminded her.

“I don’t care,” she didn’t budge.

Tommy blinked a few times as he kept his eyes on her. He knew that it’d take more effort to change her mind then it would to just roll with her decision. (Y/N) kept her eyes on him, watching to see how he’d respond. She wasn’t going to be returning to her room without Tommy in tow. He’d been with her long enough to know that.

A few beats of silence passed before Tommy motioned to one of the empty chairs with the hand he’d been holding the cigarette in. “Have a seat then,” he said to her, nodding towards the chair with his head also, hoping that his decision would appease her and that he could finally get back to working.

“Don’t mind if I do,” (Y/N) chirped in response, a smile forming as she moved over to the side of the table he was sitting on. “Move out a little bit,” she instructed him.

He sent her a confused look. “What are you…”

“I want to sit on your lap,” she cut him off, crossing her arms. Tommy raised his eyebrows at her, wondering why she was being so particular. “I refuse to sit anywhere else, so move it, Mr. Shelby.”

With a breath of a laugh, Tommy gave into her demands, pushing his chair further out before leaning towards the table to snuff out the cigarette in the ashtray. (Y/N) waited until he was sitting properly again before she took her seat sideways on his lap. She hooked her arms around his neck and wasted no time in resting her cheek against his collarbone.

“Good?” he questioned.

“Very,” she answered, exhaling a sigh of content.

And they sat there like that, a comfortable silence falling around them as Tommy got back to work with figuring out the possible wagers and scenarios that could occur at the derby.

(Y/N) was fine sitting like she was for a little while, but then she started to become bored. Not to mention she was still sleepy. So she lifted her head from his collarbone and tucked it into the crook of his neck. Finding his exposed skin rather quickly, she began placing feather light kisses to it, hoping that her doing so would take her husband’s mind off of work.

“Getting tired yet?” she whispered in his ear after she’d placed a trail of kisses up towards it.

“No,” his answer came like a breath. (Y/N) couldn’t quite discern if she’d gotten under his composure or not.

“Will you come to bed with me?”

“It hasn’t been long since you came down.”

“It’s been long enough,” she insisted, a yawn slipping from her lips after she was finished speaking.

Tommy chuckled at it. It was becoming apparent that sleepiness was coming over her. He wanted nothing more than to go to bed with her this instant, but he needed to make sure his plan was air-tight before he called it a night. “Just a little while longer,” he told her. She let out a soft whimper, but ultimately nodded and rested her cheek on his collarbone again.

Some more time passed, enough so that Tommy was ready to finally call it a night. He set the paper he was reading down and made his final marks on it before capping the pen and placing it on the table. He was about to tell (Y/N) he was finished when he heard the softest snore come from his right. Upon turning his head, he found that she was asleep with her head resting on his shoulder. A soft chuckle escaped his lips.

“Couldn’t wait, could ya?” he questioned aloud, even though he wasn’t talking to anyone. He then slipped his one arm under the bend of her knees and the other behind her back. He stood from the chair slowly, making sure that he didn’t jostle her awake. “Let’s get you to bed, eh?” he said to her as he made his way through the shop and up to their bedroom.

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scar-lie · 4 months

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Their First Love [Natasha]

Summary : What happens when someone come back to get what's them.

Pairing : Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader, Natasha Romsnoff x Bucky Barnes

Warning : None, I guess

Word Count : 2,642

A/N : Hi everyone so sorry that I didn't post the chap 9 of Omega and the crossover oneshot, my school ends right before Christmas eve, then my Mom got admited to the hospital and well next is new year so it's kinda busy, sorry again but this oneshot is in my draft for over a month or week now so this is my sorry token for you all

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE 🥳🎉

No one has permission to repost my work anywhere, if you see it please let me know.

You sigh, getting off the elevator in the compound to visit Natasha. You two have been friends for over two years now. You two met in the coffee shop nearby your company building. She sat at your table with your permission because, at that time, the shop didn’t have any vacant seats left. Since then, you two have hit it off and become friends. After a year, you started to date, and you courted her until today.

But once you get off the elevator and pass the two doors that lead into a common room of the Avengers quarters, you frown at seeing everyone gather around and see Natasha clinging to a guy.

“What’s happening? "You question walking forward; everybody looks at you.

“Oh, Bucky, the winter soldier, Steve’s pal back in the days, and the Bucky I’ve been talking about—uhm, he's back and sided with us,” Natasha explains, giving you a hug and a kiss on your cheek.

“Hi, Y/N, nice to meet you.” You offer him a hand, but he just looks at it without emotion, so you take your hand back.

"Ok,” you mumble, and sit down on the couch and just look at them, especially Nat and Steve, who have pampered this new guy with questions and appreciation that he’s here now.

You just let them have fun and enjoy their time. You understand why, especially Steve and Nat. I mean, that’s Steve's pal or brother, and that’s Natasha’s first love, the love she found in the red room and KGB, where torture and killing grow, where she trains to be a black widow. But you’re not going to hide the fact that you’re jealous and scared that what you and Nat have will end soon.

You let it slide the first few weeks, where Natasha was constantly clinging to Bucky and having quality time, and set you aside, but when the 5th week struck, you confronted her, where she just got home from a 2-day mission with Bucky, Tony, and Sam.

She’s tired and exhausted. Their mission goes south, which comprises a lot of people's lives, and all she wanted to do was go home, get the dirt and blood off of her body, and hope the frustration and self-blame will go down the drain too with the rest of the dirt, and sleep the night off.

But that’s not what’s waiting for her; instead, you’re in her bed, sitting and looking at the wall in front of you. When Natasha enters her room, she sighs and comes to kiss your forehead, then goes off to go to the bathroom.

“Be honest with me, Natasha... Are we still dating, or will you and Bucky go back together? "You asked before she could close the door, not looking at her form, which was frozen in her spot.

Natasha frowns, slowly turning back at you with a confused look. She doesn’t know how to answer it, and she herself doesn’t know either. All she knows is that Bucky is here; she wants to spend time with him, but at the same time, she’s building a relationship with another person, which is you. She just sighs, trying to look into your eyes, but you keep your eyes straight.

“I-uhmm….I don’t know…I-” You didn’t let her finish her sentence; you already heard enough, so you stood up, took your bag on the sofa, and headed out to her front door. Natasha quickly followed you.

“Call me if you already have an answer,” you mumbled enough for her to hear, but Natasha never let you get out that easily.

"Hey, hey, hey! No, you’re not going to walk out on me; we’re going to talk this out like a mature adult.” She pulls you inside and closes the door of her room.

“Ok, I admit that I spend more time with Bucky and that I’m putting you aside, but that doesn’t mean that I will end things between us.” She started searching for your eyes to look back at her too.

“And there’s a "but" coming, right? "You look at her; you already know how this is going. Well, you should have known better.

“But I don’t know, I... I still yearn for him... I don’t know, ok, please understand,” she whispered, and you just nodded. You can’t do anything about it, though. I mean, you two don’t put a label on who you both are, so she’s still free to choose him over you.

"Ok.” That’s all you said, and you walked past her.

“That’s all you’re going to say? "You sigh again and turn around, giving her a small, tight smile.

"Yeah, what do you want me to say? Do you want me to be angry or what? I mean, we’re not together, Nat; we’re just dating. I’m your suitor, Nat, so I don’t have the right to be angry or tell you to distance yourself from your first love, so yeah, that’s all I have to say.” With that, you leave her room and go back to your house as soon as possible to sleep it off and get ready for your endless meeting tomorrow, but God has other plans because you met Bucky on the way.

“Hi…..Y/N right? "Bucky, stop you before you can leave the two doors in the lounge where he sat, with snacks in his hand and a coffee table, so you stop and turn around to look at him tiredly.

“Yeah, that’s me. Why? "You sigh when he stands up and stands in front of you, trying to intimidate you, but honestly, if you’re not tired and don’t give a fuck, you’re probably intimidating him too.

“I don’t appreciate you getting close to Natasha, so could you please distance yourself? "I scuff at him, standing straight, grasping my handbag in front of me with my two hands.

“Maybe I should be the one telling you that, because before you come along, we’re dating,” you calmly said, giving him a tight smile.

“Well, are you two together? "He challenges you, and you clench your jaw, looking up at him.

"No.” You didn’t back down, and he smirked, satisfied at your answer.

“I suggest you start moving on, because I’m courting her.” He gives you a sly look and pats your shoulder, then leaves.

You clench your jaw and give him a dirty finger, leaving the building with irritation and annoyance, and go straight home to wash away all the stress and tiredness in your body since this morning, when your day started to go south.

You didn’t bother to go to the compound for a week now because of a hectic workload, meetings here and there, and some dumbass who can’t do their jobs properly. Even though you missed Natasha and wanted her hugs and cuddles, you couldn’t visit her, so you just kept gifting Natasha food or flowers and texting her, but most of the time she ignored you, and you just rolled your eyes at that, thinking they were probably having their time together, so today you’re going to visit her.

But once you get to the compounds quarter, your mood quickly drops seeing Natasha leaning toward Bucky while watching some movies, but you put your jealousy and irritation aside and great her.

"Hey, Nat,” you say. She looks at you and quickly stands up and greets you with a hug and a kiss in the check that makes Bucky look at you dirty.

“Hi, how are you? You haven’t been here for a week now.” You give her a smile and show her the Chinese takeout you brought.

“Just busy in the office, that's all. Are you hungry? "You asked, taking her hand to drag her into the kitchen to eat.

"Sorry, but she’s full; we just got home to eat lunch.” He smirked at you, and you gave him a glare while he stood up and took Natasha off of you.

“So if you wouldn’t mind, we’re watching a movie," he says, then guides her back to the couch while Natasha just looks back at you, looking for your reassurance, but you keep neutral, which makes Natasha worried.

"Uhm, wait, Buck, actually, I’m-” Before she can get out of Bucky's grasp, you walk straight back to the kitchen, putting down the paper bag, and go back to leave the building.

“In case you..." you point to them with a tight smile.

“Get hungry or just give it to someone who wants it; I’ll be heading out now.” Then you leave with a sigh; you’re losing hope; well, he’s her first love; you can’t fight with that; that’s her greatest love; and now the only option you have is to accept it, because sooner or later, you’re expecting Natasha to talk to you and end things between you two.

And you’re not wrong, because the next time you visited, you saw them together in the gym, sparing, well, more intimately; they kissed passionately, savoring their time together, and that broke your heart completely into pieces.

And you don’t have the heart to ruin it for her, so you just give yourself a smile, nod, and turn back, going to her room to get some of your stuff you left there, and well, wait for her there to have a talk. You know she’s not going to say it to you right away, so you’ll confront her.

Once Natasha entered the room with a big smile on her face and a tint of red in her check, saying goodbye to Bucky, you didn’t look up at her; you just looked at her waist until you heard her gasp, shocked to see you sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Y/N," she mumbles, not moving a single inch in her spot until she clears her throat, having the courage to tell you something.

“Glad to see you here, cause I need to talk to you too,” she carefully said, reading your dementor, but she failed, so she just gulped the lump on her throat and just blurted out.

“I need to end things between us because I know it’s not fair to you if I keep this hidden, but... I'm getting back with Bucky.” Her heart beat faster. Looking at you, you scuffed and nodded. At least she had the courage to tell you.

Natasha quickly became tense and gasped when she saw a few bags already packed. You looked up at her with a neutral dementor, the one you always wore before you met Natasha, and this made Natasha feel uneasy.

"Well, I guess it is my cue to leave now, since you already dropped the elephant in the room.” You stand up, taking your bag, and walk past her.

“I’m sorry,” she shouts, running to you. She feels guilty and hurt, even wanting you to look back at the eyes that she’s been searching for.

“Don’t be; you don’t owe me an apology or explanation…..and so do I, when I'll make no exception to anyone, including you, and when you don't have the same privilege you had before.” This makes Natasha’s eyes go wide; she knows how you are around in your company; you’re cold, strict, and scary.

“Excuse me, Miss. Romanoff, I still have a company that needs someone to run with.” With that, you leave the building and sulk yourself to work, declining every call and knocking on the door, letting your assistant be the only one who can come and go in your office, and rescheduling all your meetings for a week.

If you will move on, Natasha is no exception. You need to distance yourself from her and treat her like everyone else around you, even though she’s still your friend.

This doesn’t settle Natasha very well; sure, she’s happy that she’s with her first love that the KGB ripped out of her, but the unsettling feeling deep in her bothers her.

Sure, she’s happy going on dates, cuddling, spending time together, and having sex with Bucky, but it still feels wrong to her. It feels wrong deep inside her, and she tries to set it aside, but the feeling keeps building and building up, like she’s going to explode one day.

"Hey, are you ok? "Bucky asked her with concern. He just got out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, while Natahsa just lay down in the bed, lost in her thoughts, and only the covers were covering her naked body while the morning sun started to rise.

"Yeah, yeah, I’m ok, just thinking.” Natasha looked at Bucky with a smile, so Bucky quickly lay beside her and buried his face in her neck.

“You’re thinking about her, do you? "Bucky whispers, looking up at her while she scuffs and shakes her head.

“What are you talking about, and who’s “her” you’re referring to? "Natasha, just look at him for a few seconds and go look somewhere else.

“You know what I’m talking about; I can feel it, Nat. You want her; you’re looking for her even though you keep saying to yourself that you’re okay." Natasha didn’t answer right away, thinking carefully.

"No, you're wrong,” Natasha just said and stood up, taking the cover with her.

“I already have what I want,” she said, trying to convince Bucky, but the truth is, she’s trying to convince herself more than Bucky.

Bucky didn’t argue with her; he knows Natasha is a stubborn one. Sure, he doesn’t know her very well now; things change, and he doesn’t want to push it.

But Natasha thought of it all day, and Bucky observed her the whole time, accepting that sooner or later Natasha would need to talk to him.

That day, Natasha went out to walk, think, and clear her head, letting her feet take her wherever they took her. That said, now she’s standing in the cafe shop where she first saw you, your memories of her flash in her mind, missing how you smiled and how soft you were to her, how you looked intimidating the first time you two met.

Then Natasha went to your favorite flower shop, where she most likely saw you before you courted her, buying different flowers every 3 times a week or maybe 4, then she visited the fast food chain you always whined to go to because you loved their onion rings and twisted fries there, then she went to your favorite burger food chain until she went around the town buying things that you always whined about.

Until she’s standing in front of your company building, frozen in her spot while looking up to the high tower where you are probably in and on one of the floors at the top, this makes her heartache, and she misses going here ever so often to visit you and spend time with you.

She sighs and decides to go in. Reasons? to give you the stuff she bought from different stores around the town, and she hopes that you will let her in or meet her.

But once she got inside, the receptionist wouldn't let her in with the reason—Ms. Y/L/N is busy and doesn’t want any visitors—she closed her eyes, cursing to herself, knowing she couldn't just walk past security or make her way around to get to you. She knows you already hate her, and doing the dirty job to get to you will fuel you more.

Natasha started to walk back, but not until someone screamed your name. That’s when she turned around and saw you, looking beautifully in your sexy business suit that shows all your assets with three bodyguards, and let the woman in your right arm. This broke Natasha, especially seeing who the woman is—it's the woman you talked about to her, your first love.

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muzanswaifu · 1 year

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Yandere! Rengoku Breeding Kink HCs

18+

Afab! Reader

Holiday gift for one of my patreon members!

Request: "Can I nsfw request Yandere!Rengoku kyojuro breed/impregnate Reader please? Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! 🎄🎉🪅🥳💕"

NSFW Warnings: Yandere, Smut, Non-con, Drugging, Kidnapping, Roofies, Obsession, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Multiple Creampies, Cockwarming, Breeding Kink, Pregnancy Kink, Impregnation, Unsafe Sex, Baby-trapping

Rengoku has oh so dreamed of this day, the day he’d have you sprawled out on his bed, drugged out of your mind from the little pill he’d slipped in your drink at a bar earlier

It had been quite difficult to convince your friends that he was your boyfriend, but it’s not like they could refuse him when he was so charming and knew so much about you, things not even they did

You were lucky, you know, lucky that it was only him who had taken advantage of how easy it was to track you, you would’ve been in danger had it been someone else! But don’t worry, he was not some psychopath, his only objective was to care for you, love you, own you

You mewed softly into the sheets, rolling over to squint into the dim, intimate lighting of his bedroom, even if it had been bright enough to see, your vision was blurred, obscured by your own doped brain

He cooed at your struggle of movement, brushing your glazed hair back and leaning over to seal his lips over yours, the kiss was sloppy, more tongue than anything as he drooled into your mouth, he’d wanted for so long to embrace you, pure love radiating off of him despite his cruelly perverted actions, when he’d finally pulled away, a string of saliva stretching between your tongues

Kyojuro had already checked you out for quite some time in the club, but in here, so close to each other, his eyes scavenged across your figure yet again - the slip of your sleeve down your shoulder, your bunched up skirt, the tight cling of your dress - his groin ached at the sight of you so… ripe, so ready to be taken advantage of

Saliva built on his tongue as he peeled the useless clothing from you, savoring the way your breasts and ass spilled from the taut material, your naked bodice twitched with the sudden chill, head shifting side to side in your confusion, you were too dazed to care about anything but what you could physically feel, and he was quick to give you something to focus on as he spread your legs apart

His chest bloomed as his ears were filled with your pathetic whines and moans, gifts exchanged for his service to your innocent heat, his ravenous tongue had already found its way to your center, pressing kiss after kiss to your delicate hole, thanking the gods for this glorious meal

Kyojuro relished the pure taste of you, licking stripes against your entrance and chancing his tongue inside, working you open in the most gentle way he could manage

It was only when you gave a long whimper and crossed your ankles behind his head that he’d realized his ignorant mistake of your neglected bead, pulling back he could see how needy she was, swollen and pulsing for attention, desperate to be spoiled with love

He sucked her gently, groaning at the feeling of your hands fiercely clutching his blond mane, your legs further weaving him closer

It didn't take long for you to come like that, gushing into his mouth and letting out a silent scream of ecstasy

You didn’t have the strength to crawl away as he continued feasting, boneless as he flipped you to your front and pulled your legs off the bed to eat you from behind with the same hunger as before, not even giving you a moment’s rest as he lapped at you like a starved man

He felt high off his mind as he drank from you, as intoxicated as you were perhaps, and this wasn’t even the best part of what he’d had planned

You felt a hint of something strange, embarrassment?, as you came this time, spewing out juices across his maw as he teased the side of your throbbing nub with his tongue, it felt dirty to have lost control of your functions and stained his face, despite the excitement that clearly painted his expression as he licked his lips clean with a manic grin

Kyojuro stepped back, admiring his own work of your dripping and thoroughly eaten pussy, his pants had been loosened long ago, but only then did he start stroking himself, preparing to give you what you so needed and deserved

You were none-the-wiser as he mounted you, pressing the tip of his cock at your fluttering hole, you were already given up, drooling into the sheets and weakly clutching at them in anticipation for whatever came next

He nearly thought this was dream, doubting his own vision of you in the perfectly arched breeding position that he’d always fantasized about, praying for the day he’d get to fill your belly with his litter, marry you somewhere in the mix of it all, he didn’t really care which came first

But you were really here, he mused as he began pushing in, your cosseted cunt gladly taking in the first few inches before pushing back in resistance, he’d already anticipated the struggle, well aware of his own dangerous size

Thankfully, you didn’t make too much of a fuss, only weakly yowling and sputtering as you were stretched past your limit by a man who you had certainly never suspected to be in this position with, nor would you have ever guessed your body could accommodate such a thing, but here you were, filled to the brim and bulging with a cock that pushed at your womb with the same obsessive goal as its owner

You had to be made for each other, your little pussy doing such an amazing job of coddling his cock, already frothing around his shaft with your sweet cream, he licked his lips remembering the delectable taste

Kyojuro hardly had to move to stimulate himself, your walls already pulsing around him and milking him for his potent seed, he could feel your legs shake under him and wrapped an arm under your belly, pressing his hand against the protruding bulge in your belly and making you whine

He took his time molding you to him, gently canting his hips back and forth to get you used to the feeling of being properly filled, as you deserved, but the moment your strained cries turned to moans of pleasure, he could no longer stop himself, rolling his hips deep, flawlessly curling into your sweet spot with every agonizing stroke

His arms held your hips up to meet his as his patience to crouch down to meet you deteriorated, he could no longer wait for you to succumb, determined to show you the vast range of his skill and power, to show you just how amazing he could make you feel, to show how perfectly he could care for your needs, even if you might not remember any of this tomorrow

He groaned deep as he filled you with the first round of seed, surprising even himself as the cum had suddenly escaped from him before he’d even realized he'd peaked, the pleasure of your cunt so heavenly that he’d been at his highest from the beginning

Hot cum pooled into you, not yet spilling as he stilled his hips as deep as possible inside you, he didn't want even a drop to be wasted, intent for it to catch now, if his research was correct this was your fertile week

You mouthed at the blankets, your body trembling with the overstimulation that you had no chance to escape from, feeling a hot thickness fill your belly in waves, you could feel the object twitch inside of you, snapping at your most sensitive spots as if it were easy

He gave a sigh once his load had emptied, gingerly pulling himself from your welcoming heat only to flip you over to see your front, he wanted to see your face when you came with his cock filling you up with another fresh batch of sperm

You began whining again as he filled you, your weak little hands clawing at the beast that crawled on top of you, grabbing at his wrinkled shirt and balling it in your fists, it didn't help that he had started flicking at your clit as well, rubbing slow swirls that had what was left of your brain reeling back into itself

Your body betrayed you without question, furiously clutching at his shaft and spraying him yet again with your release

Kyojuro beamed at your cunts eagerness to take everything he had, his pace quickening as he chased his own climax yet again, desperate to give your womb more of his thick, hot cum

He came for the second time that night with his eyes locked on your tiny hole swallowing every inch of his cock, a creamy ring of semen frothing around his base as he pumped another fresh load into your tummy, spraying it directly into your womb

You let out a practically pornographic moan, your voice wanton and cracked as you sobbed, drool pooling down the sides of your mouth while your head lolled back, the warmth felt so good, swimming inside your belly and sending waves of euphoria all throughout your being, your clit throbbed from the lack of movement so you tried to hump at him, but his strong hands held you firm and still, keeping you in place so his seed wouldn’t spill out, but your attempt at rebellion irked him momentarily

In the future, he'd make sure to train you more thoroughly on how to behave in the bedroom, how to present yourself to him after he got home from work, how to keep your legs spread and pussy exposed for him to eat after a long day, how to stay still and submissive for him to hold you down and breed you until his balls were empty, how to warm his cock all night without letting any of his precious cum spill out

But for now, he’d do all the work and let you enjoy how good being impregnated felt, he took a hand off your hip to massage his balls, just to make sure he gave you every drop, he chuckled as you slurred at him, muttering stupid, sweet nothings as your hips tried yet again to brush against his, he humored your impatience, brushing his thumb lazily over your swollen clit, and another gush of your juices drenched his thighs

Even as he came down from this climax, he knew he still had several more rounds in him, far too pent up to let you rest just yet

He wanted you bursting with his seed when he was done with you, so not a doubt could be had that you were carrying his child, rengoku wanted your thighs painted white, you pretty cunt stuffed with cream, and even your mouth given a taste of his essence, tainting your entire being with his love and devotion

He slammed his lips into yours as he built up his pace for the next round, holding your jaw still with a hand as he cleaned up the drool from your lips with his tongue, laughing when you scrunched your nose and turned your face to get away from his intimate grooming, the man uncaring as he continued his work anyway, licking with wide, wet strokes all over you like an animal

He had you every way imaginable that night, every position, every surface, every innocent inch of your body, leaving you a heaping pile of sweat, spit, and, most of all, cum, caked and drying on your skin and especially between your legs

Rengoku worried he might have killed you after he’d given his last pint of seed, your body falling to a limp and cold state of silence, yet your breaths were evened, proving your resilience

He didn’t bother cleaning you off, far, far too pleased with the outcome of your divine image covered head to toe in his babies, your mouth open and drooling into the pillow with gentle pants, you nearly sounded like you were purring

Kyojuro kept you tight his chest, wrapping your limbs together like pretzel dough and pulling your leg over his hip to keep his soft cock locked inside of you for warmth, but even without it your body burned from his simmering flesh, hot to the touch and practically steaming in the cold air of the room

He wasn’t so delusional as to expect your reaction tomorrow to be happy, in fact, he pretty much expected the opposite, quite positive that you’d freak out or try to escape, but he’d already planned ahead, having prepared a safe room for you to be kept in, heavily equipped with as many furnishings and comforts as there were tracking devices and sound proof barriers, the next room over was already set up as a nursery

He had hope you’d give in quickly with his good care, praying you’d see how perfect your life would be with him treating you as his goddess, after all you’d already had the time of your life tonight and you hadn’t even given him consent!

But he was willing to give you time either way, certain with himself that you were meant for each other, meant to spend the rest of your lives pleasing each other and creating life together

Kyojuro would spend every day to get your requited love, but, at the end of the day, it wouldn’t have stopped him from having you regardless

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blippymilk · 4 months

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Do You Have Something to Tell Me?

Veneer x GN!Reader

Summary: You’re a normal teen in Mount Rageous, and the biggest Veneer fan known to man. Everybody that knows you knows it too. Unfortunately it’s highly unlikely to date the celebrity of your dreams…unintentionally.

A/N: I’m working on the request but I’ve had this for a bit so I finished it today and uploaded it for the time being.Also please forgive me if I use a certain amount of pronouns. With other content I’ve made before I’ve usually made female reader content so if I say she, as in referring to you please forgive me.

Happy New Years 🥳🎉

“Seriously (____)?” one of your friends side eyed you as as you burst out in giggles in response. You had invited your two best friends over (Liliana and Romar) for your annual two night sleepovers, and currently you were killing time by watching Veneer and Velvet’s (mostly Veneer) latest concert footage. Well not really killing time according to you, it was a way of life.

“You seriously brought us over here to watch you drool over Veneer?” Liliana continued as your giggling came to a halt. “I did not invite you over here for that. Especially since I am watching Veneer AND Velvet, get it straight guys.” You replied as Romar got up and came over to your bed where you were watching on your MacBook. “Sweetie you literally zoomed in on him and cropped his sister out…” you started kicking your feet and giggling again. “This is insane, I’ve never met anyone with such an obsession over anybody ever. You don’t even pay your boyfriend this much attention.” Liliana said and Romar agreed. “Who?” You said still staring at the screen as your friends both leaned back and cocked an eyebrow at you. “Oh, Jalen…him…right.” You sighed closing your laptop.

It was silent for a while before anyone spoke again. “How about we do our favorite activity to do when we’re all together?” Romar asked as you and Liliana perked up. “SHOPPING!” You all shouted in unison.

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“Let’s do a challenge guys.” You said to your friends as you all entered the Mount Rageous Mall. “Let’s put outfits together with a budget, a timer, and a person to customize.” You said as your friends agreed. “Bet. But where will we get the details from?” Liliana asked. “A generator or something.” Romar grabbed his phone and typed in a few things. The results ended up being: a budget of 35$, 40 minutes, and Romar got you, you got Liliana, and Liliana got Romar.

“On a count of three…” Liliana started, suddenly both of you almost fell over with the quick take off of Romar running through the mall. “HEY! WE’RE NOT done y-yet…and he’s gone.” She said as you both simultaneously face palmed and took off two different directions.

Your first stop was a store that was highly underrated in your opinion. It had great and reasonably priced outfits and none of your friends knew about it (yes you were gatekeeping but who cares). You ran all up and down the store for something Liliana might like. ‘Her favorite color is green, that’s a start’ you thought. You finally found a green top in her size and were now looking for some bottoms. You looked at the timer ‘32 minutes left’. You had to hurry and find some bottoms because more people started to enter the store. ‘Huh, guess this store’s not too underrated anymo-” your thoughts were cut short as you noticed someone running at the same pace towards you, and quite literally collided with them.

‘Sh*t that hurt’. The person you collided into let out a sort of high pitched “OW” that was very dramatic and dragged out. He almost sounded like…no. You sat up planning to apologize to the person, hoping it would roll over and you could be on your way. After all you only had 29 minutes left to checkout then hit up the accessory store.

“I’m sorr-”

“Ow, what the hell’s wrong with you?”

That shut you up real quick. What weren’t about to do was apologize to a blockhead. There was something weird about the way he responded. His high pitched voice had deepened when he came to his senses. “Excuse me?” You said standing up as he did too. The guy had a purple hoodie on covering his hair, but left some strands of it hanging, which was green. He had on glasses covering his eyes, pale white skin, and purple lipstick. He almost reminded of someone but you couldn’t put your finger on it.

“You should watch where you’re going next time.” The boy said dusting himself off. Now you were getting angry and the guy stuttered a bit. “Wait that’s not what I-” “Who do you think you are?” You blurted out.

“I was just saying…”

“Well maybe if you’d stop running your mouth every three seconds, your future altercations could be less painful.” And with that you grabbed your items off the floor, and made your way to the checkout leaving the boy stunned.

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After hitting up the accessory store you and your friends had planned to meet up in the food court. “I seriously think I won this, like no joke.” Romar said. “Absolutely not it was me!” Liliana said shaking him. “I don’t know Lili, the outfit I picked out for you was kinda cute.” You said as you three went back and forth.

“Y’all are exhausting and I’m hungry, let’s eat.” Romar said and the disagreement was over as you three frantically traced the smells in the food court. Once in line you told your friends about the interaction with the rude guy you’d met in the store you went to. “Girl I woulda beat his as*” Lili said getting rowdy. “Uh we don’t condone violence over here mam.” Romar laughed as you two chuckled.

Once you ordered Romar offered to wait for everyone’s food and Lili took a phone call. You decided to sit down at a empty table and scroll through social media to kill time. You had scrolled endlessly for a few minutes before a Veneer edit popped up on your for you page. You stopped and watched it again, and again, and again, and maybe another time.

It’s only when a sudden voice snapped you out of your daydream, “Hey.” You jumped quickly and looked where the voice was coming from. It was that rude dude from the store earlier behind you. Rolling your eyes you quickly got up to leave but he stopped you, “Wait please don’t go.” He said. ‘He thinks I’m really gonna stay after the way he was talking to me earlier’ you thought, but you did stay.

You looked up at him waiting for him to speak again, you also noticed him eyeing your phone. The Veneer edit was still on repeat. ‘How embarrassing’ you turned your phone off and laughed nervously. You wondered if he had been behind you when you had the edit on loop, or if you were almost drooling or flustered at all.

“What is it?” You asked him as he turned his attention back to you. “Oh right um,” he sat down in the chair across from you, “I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I don’t usually act that way I actually felt really bad.” He said as you eyed him, like you were scanning him. “I’m so serious, like what I was saying I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. I have a lot of things to think about right now and I guess I didn’t think too hard on how to approach the situation.” He continued. You “scanned” him even more, he seemed sincere.

Suddenly your face softened and you could to tell his worry dropped a little too. “It’s ok I get it, I’m sorry for not hearing you out I was just in a rush.” He smiled a bit at this. “So what’s your name?” He asked. “I’m (____). What about you?” You asked. “Oh I’m V-Victor.” He said almost as if he was thinking too hard. “Nice to meet you Victor.” “You too.” “So do you live around here?” You two were in such deep conversation you didn’t see your friends staring you and this boy down until the had to frantically wave at you. You let them know you’d be there soon with your face and they took off somewhere in a hurry. Actually a couple people did, there was a little crowd forming at the front of the mall.

“What’s going on?” You said looking at the front, mid conversation. Victor looked almost panicked for a moment but calmed his face. “Not sure but I think I have to get going.” He said grabbing his bags. “Ok I get it, do you mind if I ask you one more thing though?” you asked. “Hit me.” He replied. “Why are you wearing glasses, can I see your eyes before you go?” You chuckled as he did the same. “Not this time, maybe another time.” He smiled at you, grabbed his last bag, and just like that he was gone.

‘Another time?’ You thought. He’s gotta be stupid there’s like a one in a thousand chance you’ll ever run into him again at Mount Rageous. You looked down at your phone and on top of it laid a piece of paper. You opened it to find a note: “Call me sometime? ;)” with a phone number under it and Victor’s name. He was quick with it.

Was he flirting with you? Why else would he put a winky face. ‘Little does he know, I’m loyal to my boyfriend’ you thought. “And my future husband Veneer.” You thought out loud before quickly closing your mouth and hoping nobody heard you. That’s when you realized more than half of the people at the food court was gone.

Suddenly Lili came up to you and grabbed your hand, “Come on come on! (Name) you will not believe what’s happening!” She sqeauled. “What? Just tell me!” You shouted while she dragged you to the front of the mall. “No you have to see it for yourself.” She said. “Nope,” you stopped and pulled your arm back, “I won’t go until you tell me what it is.” You tried being stubborn and it was working, Lili’s eye twitched a bit. “Fine! You wanna know so bad, it’s Velvet!” She sqeauled loosing her composer. “Velvet? As in-” “THE Velvet! Superstar and sibling to your man Veneer yes!” But you had only heard up to the Veneer part because you took off.

#fanfic #trolls #veneer x reader #trolls band together #trolls veneer #velvet and veneer #veneer and velvet #veneer x Gn reader #gn reader #enjoy :)

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littlespacereader · 10 months

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It’s my Birthday!!🥳🎊🎉

And in celebration of my birthday I made a Criminal Minds Readers fic! Please enjoy!!

Big Birthday, Little Birthday

Caregiver!BAU Family & GN Little! Reader. Completely SFW:)

Tags: BAU team as a family of Caregivers, birthday party, presents, cake, diapers mentioned, play arguing, pacifiers, sippy cup

Nicknames: little one, darling, sweetheart, kid, kiddo and la mia gioi (my joy in Italian), birthday kiddo, Daddy Hotch - Morgan’s joke to Hotch, babygirl - Morgan’s nickname to Garcia

I walked into work, hands in my pocket and my head hanging low. Today’s my birthday, which is normally a happy celebration to anyone else, but to me it wasn’t.

It just reminded me that I’m another year older which frustrated me to no end. It wasn’t like I could just stop aging, I knew that, but the idea of being older hurt my little self tremendously.

The comments people say like “Wow you’re getting so big now! I can’t believe you’re that age” or “You’re really growing up” just make me want to stomp my foot and go “No! I’m still little! I’m still just a little kid.” But not everyone would truly understand what I mean by that.

So I simply stopped telling people my birthday and avoided it all together. That was…until I joined the BAU.

I didn’t realize how close I would become to the team and how close they would become with me. My regression was something I kept to myself for years but after a particularly tough case I regressed involuntarily on the plane back and the whole team found out it.

I thought that I would be fired soon after, but instead the team looked after me and was accepting of my regression. All of them acted as Caregivers to me. Some like JJ, Morgan and especially Hotch make an effort to look after me all the time, regardless of if we’re on a case or not.

So it should’ve been no surprise to me what happened today.

I walked out of the elevator and into the bullpen to find it completely empty. I paused the unusual sight.

“What the hell?” I said to myself.

My first glance was to Hotch and Rossi’s offices which were completely dark. Now that is odd. Hotch is always the first one to work. If anyone was going to be here, it was him.

I glanced at my watch. 7:34 am. We had to be at work by 7:30. I was running a bit late but that meant the whole team running later than me? Where is everyone? Did work get canceled and no one told me?

But just as I was about to investigate strange occurrence my answer surprised me.

“SURPRISE!!!” The team jumped up and shouted.

Balloons and confetti flew into the air as everyone came out of their hiding spots. I couldn’t help but smile at the excited team. But I was mostly in shock. No one’s ever thrown me a surprise party.

“Happy birthday!!” Garcia was the first to run up and give me a hug out, knocking me out of my shocked state.

“Thank you,” I said squeezed in the tight hug. Once we broke apart I looked at the team confused, “How did you guys know?”

“Are you kidding me? I make a point of having everyones birthday’s written down.” Rossi explained.

Before I had a chance to say anything Morgan snuck over and put a big cake hat on my head. “There we go! Today your birthday royalty! Come on, we got you a cake!”

The group lead me over to the desk that had my surprise birthday cake. As I walked over to the desk I looked for Hotch, a bit overwhelmed by the surprise party. But I was getting ushered too fast by everyone that I couldn’t see him.

Emily noticed and smiled back at me with a gentle grin, “Come on everyone, let’s not crowd them. They’re still in shock from the surprise.”

I sat at the desk with the chocolate cake infront of me. The cake was filled with candles to the point of causing an actual fire. In the middle sat two number candles that screamed in my face the age I was turning.

“Make a wish sweetheart,” JJ said pulling out her camera.

That number, the never ending climbing number of my age stared back at me. My smile turned to a bit of a frown as I stared at the cake. With one big breath I managed to blow out all the candles in one go. Everyone cheered and smiled but I was struggling to do the same.

A soft hand held my shoulder and brought me out of my sadness in a heartbeat. I looked up to see Hotch swooping in like a knight in shinning armor.

While everyone was busy getting something to cut the cake Hotch pulled up a seat next to me. “I tried to talk them out of it but it’s a BAU tradition and they insisted you get the special treatment too,” He joked. “But don’t worry this is just the first party, the second party will be a bit more relaxed.”

I looked at him confused. “Second party?”

“Well today’s your birthday so we’re going to celebrate you entirely, both your big self and your little self. This party is for your big self. Later we’re all going to go to Rossi’s house and celebrate all over again so your younger self can enjoy your birthday too.” Hotch explained.

I just stared at him as tears started to form in my eyes. It was as if all that anger and frustration built over the years had finally released. They understood and they cared. They didn’t see me as getting older, they still saw me as their little one. They’re truly my chosen family.

“Thank you!!” Was all I managed to croak out before I gave Hotch a tight hug. He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me.

“Hey now what’s this? Is Hotch’s gift so terrible it made you cry?” Morgan joked as he came over with the knife to cut the cake.

We broke a part and I shook my head. “No it’s not him, it’s all of you. I…I usually hate my birthday but this,” I looked up at my team. “All of this, it’s so sweet of you.”

“Wait until later! I got you the BEST gift.” Spencer exclaimed excitedly.

“Ohhhhh I doubt that Spence. You haven’t seen what I got them. I’m sure I’ll be the favorite one tonight.” JJ said winking at me.

“You can fight about who got the better gift later. For now let them eat the cake so I can get a slice myself. After all it’s bad luck to eat the cake before the birthday kiddo.” Rossi explained.

I couldn’t help but laugh. Morgan cut me a piece of cake and I took the first bite, allowing everyone else to get their slice and eat.

The rest of the morning and afternoon was a little bit of working and a little bit of my “big” birthday party. After cake everyone gave me what they called “adult present” which really was just a new coffee mug, a lamp and other boring stuff.

Then it was off to do paper work for the rest of the day. I was not allowed to do anything without the cake hat on my head though, that was the birthday rule despite my persuading.

The whole work day I was buzzing with excitement of what they had planned for me when we got back to Rossi’s house tonight. The more I thought of it, the more I wanted to regress and just get to the party. But I couldn’t! I had a real job and real work to do.

So like any reasonable Regressor, I sped up my work and did everything in record time so I could regress. With my stack of files finally accomplished, I picked them up and made my way to Hotch’s office.

It was a rule set up by the team after finding out about my regression that I should always see one of them and tell them I’m feeling smaller, whether I was on a case, in the office or even at home. That way I could regress in the safety of one of them.

So perfect opportunity! I had to drop off the files to Hotch and I’m feeling smaller, it’s a win win! Plus if I’m being honest with myself… I’m the closest Hotch. He’s just so gentle and fatherly!

Hotch was hunched over his own files when I knocked on the door and entered. His focus frown immediately turned to a small smile seeing me enter the office with this ridiculous cake hat still on.

“You couldn’t get out of wearing it?” He joked.

“I tried to argue but they said it’s tradition.” I shrugged.

I handed him the files then took a seat across from him. “I completely the files and filled out the paperwork so it can be analyzed. Oh! And I examined the lab reports and wrote about them too!”

Hotch listened to me overly and enthusiastically explain my paperwork to him. The moment I walked in he knew I was regressing so why hide it? That’s the problem when all your Caregivers are profilers. They know everything just by looking at you.

“That’s great Y/N, thank you. Are you starting to regress now that it’s getting close to your party?” He asked. I eagerly nodded.

“Okay, then you’re gonna stay with me till we’re ready to leave. Sound good darling?” Hotch said, standing up from his desk to close his office’s door.

“Sounds good!” I smiled back. Crossing the room going back to his desk he ruffled my hair a bit.

“I have a little surprise for you while you wait.” He said once seated again.

He opened his desk drawer and pulled out a wrapped gift. “It’s a little something I found in a shop on our last case. A small present before your party.”

I eagerly ripped the paper away to reveal a new coloring book and crayons. I gasped and eagerly looked through the pages. “It’s so cool! Thank you!!” I jumped from my chair and ran around the desk to hug Hotch.

He chuckled and hugged me back. “I’m happy you like it. It’s just a little taste of what’s to come tonight. But now I sadly gotta keep working on my boring paperwork. Why don’t you color a picture for someone while you wait?”

“Great idea!” I ran back to my chair and got to work coloring away.

I was in my 4th picture when Rossi entered the room. “Hey kiddo, what you’d got there?” He peered over my shoulder.

“Hotch got me a safari animal coloring book!”

“Really?! How exciting!” Rossi said patting my shoulder. He smirked at Hotch, “He couldn’t wait till your party to give it to you?”

Hotch smirked and tried to shrug it off, “One little present before the party won’t hurt.”

Rossi couldn’t help but smile. Hotch is the toughest agent he’s ever known in the BAU. But even his cold exterior was no match for Y/N’s little side.

“Well I came in here to tell the two of you that everyone’s done for the day. Are you ready for your party?” he leaned and asked me.

“YES!!! FINALLY! Let’s go! Let’s go! LET’S GOOOO!!”

~~~

Thankfully the ride to Rossi’s house wasn’t too long because I was so excited to see what they had planned. Once we arrived JJ and Garcia took my hands and lead me to the door.

“Okay now I want you to close your eyes.” Garcia instructed.

With my eyes closed they guided me into the house. Once they got me in the right spot the two shouted “Open!”

I gasped once I opened my eyes. The whole house was decorated!! Streamers, balloons and little decorations everywhere. On the dinning room table next to me sat matching plates and cups all with a printed theme from my favorite tv show.

Again, I could feel myself getting a bit teary eyed. “It’s so pretty! I love it!! Thank you!” I turned and hugged JJ.

“It was a group effort…but I’ll gladly take the hug.” JJ wrapped her arms around me, hugging me tightly.

The moment we broke apart Morgan picked me up and spun me around on his shoulder. “It’s present time kiddo. Come on, I got you the best present!” I couldn’t breathe I was laughing so hard.

Spencer chimed in behind us, “I definitely have the best present!”

“Wait until they sees mine. All your present will be left in the dust.” Emily added.

The coffee table infront of the couch was filled with presents. Morgan dropped me down with a plop onto the plush couch causing me to bounce. I couldn’t help but giggle.

“Careful we don’t want to hurt them before they get all these presents!” Garcia said getting me more and more excited.

I sat up and looked in awe at the colorful boxes! I couldn’t wait to open them all up!

“Wait! Where they’re birthday hat?” Emily asked seeing my cake hat missing.

“Leave it, they’ve had it on long enough today.” Hotch chimed in, sticking up for me.

“Ohhhhhh Daddy Hotch to the rescue.” Morgan joked, rolling his eyes playfully.

“Enough bickering! Here kiddo, you can open mine first.” Rossi said grabbing his gift bag and handing it over to me. He sat next to me and watched me open his gift.

I immediately dived into the bag and unwrapped my first gift which was a plastic cooking set! “Wowwwww!!” My eyes looked at all the little pieces of plastic food. It even came with a little apron and chef’s hat for me to wear.

“Now when I’m cooking in the kitchen, you can cook along side me.” Rossi pointed out.

I turned and hugged him. “Thank you!”

“Of course la mia gioi.” Rossi said as we broke apart. He always knew I loved when he spoke Italian. La mia gioi means my joy in Italian.

Next up is Garcia who had the most colorful gift wrapping. It was almost a crime to rip the paper…almost. I ripped it away to reveal the softest elephant stuffed animal in the world! I immediately brought it close and hugged it.

“Elephants are a sign of good luck, so wherever you and your elephant go you’ll always be lucky.” She explained.

I gave her a hug, the elephant squished between us. “Thank you!”

“Of course sweetie! Now all it needs is a name,” She pointed out.

I take a good look at the elephant, but there was only one name that made sense. “Lucky!” I smiled looking at my stuffie.

Garcia smiled, “That’s a perfect name!” I placed Lucky at my side and the presents continued on.

Next up is Emily who in an “end all competition” for who has the best present with JJ, Spencer and Morgan. Emily took a seat next to me and handed me her gift.

I immediately ripped it up to reveal the softest blanket ever!! And it was so long! I could be wrapped twice over in this blanket! “Oh my God it’s soooooooooo soft!!” I couldn’t help but bring it close to Lucky and I.

“Now every time you start to regress I can wrap you up like a little burrito.” She joked poking my sides causing me to giggle. She stood up and wrapped the blanket around me.

“Thank you!” I made sure to give her a hug as well.

“Of course sweetheart. I’m so happy you like it.”

Next up is JJ who took her seat next to Emily. “Here darling,” she said handing me the box.

I quickly opened it and gasped. It’s something I’ve wanted for a while! A miniature farm play set complete with the little cows, chickens and sheep!

“It’s a farm!! And I got cows and sheep and chickens!” I picked it up and showed everyone who lit up seeing my excitement.

I stood up and gave JJ a hug. “Thank you!!”

“You’re so welcome! I’m so happy you like it.”

Once I went to sit down she eyed Morgan and winked. He rolled his eyes. “Alright kid, the best present is right here.”

Morgan stood up and grabbed his present, handing it over to me. I couldn’t wait to see what it was, considering the hype behind it. So I immediately started to rip the wrapping away.

Morgan’s gift was a collection of art supplies compete with a new set of colored pencils, markers and a new sketchbook. It all came together in a little case so it would be easy to bring on the go. Again, I gasped looking at the present.

“Our little artist here could use some new supplies. I’ve been seeing you struggling with those old colored pencils and figured you needed an upgrade.” Morgan boasted.

“I love it!! Thank you!!” And like everyone before Morgan got a hug.

“Of course kid! Couldn’t have my artist left with subpar supplies.” Morgan joked. Once I went back to sit, Morgan looked over at Spencer. “Try to beat that pretty boy.” He winked.

Spencer rolled his eyes and got up to hand me his gift. It was HEAVY! By far the heaviest of all the gifts. Like all the other gifts, I ripped into it to reveal a book. Not just any book though, this book was The Illlustrated Encyclopedia of Fish.

“Wow!” I said, flipping through the book.

“You got them a book? That’s your wonderful present? A book?” Morgan asked.

“This is not just a book, it’s an Illlustrated copy of the Encyclopedia of Fish. It has every sea creature with pictures and descriptions. It’s a perfect gift for them! They love animals and this is every sea creature known at the moment.”

“At the moment?” Rossi asked.

“Every year we know discover over 2,000 new marine species. We know more about space than we do our own oceans which make up 71% of our planet. Studies say-.”

Spencer’s rambling was cut off by my thank you hug. “Thank you! I love it!” I broke apart from our hug. “Can you read it to me later?”

Spencer lit up with a smile, “I would love to.” After I walked back to my spot Spencer just turned and smiled at Morgan with all the sass in the world.

Finally it was Hotch’s turn for his present. His present was the smallest of the group. But knowing Hotch, it was the most thoughtful.

I opened the tiny box to reveal something I’ve wanted for the longest time but was always too shy to ask or get, a pacifier. I stared at it in awe before looking up at Hotch. He just smiled and nodded his head for me to try it.

I immediately popped it into my mouth and within seconds I started to feel myself regress further. With a heavy sigh I looked back at Hotch and smiled, “I wove it!” I said around the pacifier but my words got a bit muffled.

The group laughed but we’re all gushing over how cute I looked with the pacifier.

“I know you’ve been wanting one for a while now. I even got it in your favorite color.” Hotch explained. “Best part is what it comes with.” Hotch stood up and grabbed something from the gift box I missed.

He attached a colorful band to the pacifier and then clipped the other end to my shirt. “There,” he added. “Now you’ll never lose it.”

I jumped up and hugged him tightly. “Tank yuu.” I mumbled around the pacifier.

He hugged me back just as tight. “Anything for you little one.”

And with that, the gift giving was over and you know what that means…ITS PLAY TIME!!

While Rossi, Hotch and Emily went into the kitchen to cook dinner, I stayed in the living room and started to play with all the new toys with JJ, Garcia, Spencer and Morgan!

First we played farm with my new farm set. Which was so funny! JJ and I were farmers and Morgan was a sheep, Spencer was a cow and Garcia was a chicken. It was hilarious hearing Spencer and Morgan argue over who should have the bigger stall at the farm.

Then we played restaurant! I took everyone’s orders as they sat on the couch and pretended they were at a fancy restaurant.

“Here’s your food sir,” I said handing Spencer a plate of plastic chicken and plastic watermelon.

“I asked for an apple not watermelon.” Spencer pointed out.

“Wow sounds like a real Karen at the table behind us, right babygirl?” Morgan said overly loud to Garcia. I started giggling.

“I’m not being a Karen! I ordered an apple.”

“It was the chef’s choice to make it a watermelon.” I added.

“Who’s the chef?” Spencer asked. I turned round and pointed to Lucky who was now sporting the chef’s hat and apron.

“Oh! My apologies. I didn’t know that Lucky was cooking.” Spencer quickly recovered. “Thank you for the meal.” He winked at me.

Then I went over to the next table of Morgan and Garcia. “How is the food?”

“It’s absolutely divine! My compliments to the chef.” Garcia said in a super fancy tone.

“I couldn’t agree more.” Morgan added in the same tone.

“Alright, enough restaurant. The real chef has finished dinner.” Rossi said entering the room.

Everyone entered the dining room. In the center of the table sat tonight’s meal and another the cake! For dinner Rossi cooked my favorite meal of all time! He’s the best!

I knew immediately where I was sitting, the telltale sign being the only one with plastic utensils and a sippy cup.

Everyone took their seats and started to dig into the dinner. I sat at the head of the table, Hotch at my right and Emily at my left. Periodically the two would cut food when I needed or wipe my face with a napkin, both of which I was always grateful for.

Then after eating dinner it was time for the best part…THE CAKE!! This cake was the cutest! Themed along with everything else. But the best part about it was the number candle in the middle which was simply the number 2, my little age.

As everyone started to sing happy birthday, I couldn’t be more happy and grateful for my BAU family. They organized and made my birthday so special to both my big self and my little self.

“Make a wish Y/N.” Hotch said at the end of the song.

With my wish in mind and one mighty breath I blew out all the candles in one go. Then it was cake time!!

Most to the cake ended up on my shirt and face mostly due to my excitement to eat it as fast as humanly possible. And while you might think that would be embarrassing, it wasn’t with my little family. They simply found it adorable.

“You have more cake on your face than your plate sweetheart.” Emily joked. “After dinner we gotta get you changed.”

And so she did. Using some spare pajama left here for this very reason, I was changed into the comfortable pjs as well as a diaper.

With myself now changed and padded, I spent the rest of my birthday night relaxing with my amazing Caregivers on the couch.

I used Morgan’s new art set and made some pictures for everyone. But as the night started getting later, I started to get more tired.

I popped my pacifier in my mouth and searched for Lucky. Then I grabbed Lucky and my new blanket, holding them both in my arms. Finally I grabbed Spencer’s book and brought it over to him, taking a seat along side him.

“You want me to read about some fish?” Spencer asked, I simply nodded.

“Alright, let’s get you comfortable first.” Spencer put the book in his lap before he helped wrap me up in the soft blanket. “There you go. Now you’re ready to hear about some marine mammals.”

He wrapped one arm around my shoulders and flipped open the book with the other. “What should we start reading about?”

I rested my head in his shoulder stretch my legs over his lap. I pointed out a chapter on whales.

“Whale? Okay, page 126 then.” He flipped to the page and started to read. “Whales are a widely distributed and diverse group of fully aquatic placental marine mammals. Whales can range from 8.5 feet to 98 feet in length, making them the largest mammals to ever live.”

As Spencer started to read on my eyes started to get heavier and heavier. Eventually I just gave into the sleepy feeling and snuggled closer to Spencer, letting my eyes close and drifting off to him talking about the different types of whales.

“Certain species like the humpback whale communicate using melodic sounds known as a whale song. Humpback whales only have been heard making clicks, while toothed whales use sonar to communicate with one another,” Spencer continued on.

“Spence,” JJ whispered to him. He lifted his head from the book and looked over at her. She just nodded her head in Y/N’s direction. Spencer looked down to see Y/N peacefully asleep wrapped around his side. He smiled and closed the book.

“Well your gift is good for something.” Morgan joked whispering as well.

“Don’t listen to him it’s a great gift. Y/N looked so excited to hear you read it.” Hotch pointed out.

“They loved everything more than I could’ve imagined.” Garcia smiled.

“How are we going to top this next year?” Emily asked.

“I already have a few ideas.” Morgan smirked.

The family laughed.

“They needed this, that last case was tough for them.” JJ added.

“They needed this and we needed this. They do just as much for us as we do for them.” Rossi pointed out.

They all nodded in agreement. Everyone needed a break away from the harsh and sometimes disturbing job they all work for. Regression was not only beneficial for Y/N, it was beneficial for them too.

“To many more birthday to come for our little one,” Rossi raised his glass. They all cheers, all except Spencer who couldn’t move with a sleeping Y/N at his side.

“Happy birthday Y/N.” Spencer whispered, leaning over and kissing the top of Y/N’s head.

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Hello!! I love your posts! Are there any physical or emotional attributes that the bachelors love about you? Can be nsfw, or sfw, whatever you want! No pressure❤️

!! what the bachelors love about you

contains ; some nsfw! fluff. suggestive. fem!farmer. minor desc of reader (very very brief appearances). facial. reader is hinted at being fairly social or enthusiastic. smut (harvey & shane). reader wears makeup. not proofread.

note ; i really tried to make this entirely sfw but i couldn’t help myself i’m so sorry 😭😭

harvey.

- there isn’t one thing this man can pick that he loves most about you.

- ever since he first met you, he always found you so beautiful, and when he got to know you he’s never fell more in love.

- so picking a favorite? that’s hard.

- there’s parts of you he enjoys some days more then others. but that’s not to say he doesn’t enjoy them all the time.

- like, you could just be casually talking to him and he can’t help but think, “her eyes look so beautiful today.”

- it’s not like he hasn’t noticed how pretty your eyes looked before, he just really noticed how pretty they look right now.

- but if he had a feature of yours he’ll never get enough of, no matter how many times he gets to see them, feel them—

- it’ll have to be your hands.

- your slightly calloused palms from your hours of farm work. you keep your hands clean any time you have the chance, washing and rubbing lotion on them.

- how no matter how much you work with them, they’ll still be soft to the touch when he gets to hold them.

- lacing your fingers together, quietly humming about your day and it might look like he isn’t paying attention bc his eyes are glued to your fingers.

- when you softly run your palm down his arm, squeezing his shoulder and leaning up for a kiss.

- when you cup your hands around his cheeks just to gaze into his eyes.

- he can’t help but feel a little sorrow when he’s at work, and he reminds himself of the fact that your hands aren’t in his.

- it’s such a subtle display of affection,

- yet it’s his absolute favorite. he can’t get enough.

- another one is when you say his name.

- it makes his attention perk in a way that doesn’t really work coming from anyone else.

- don’t get me wrong, he loves when you call him petnames, like, “baby,” “sweetheart,” or “honey.”

- they’re so domestic, it makes him swoon when he gets to remember the fact that he’s all yours.

- but when you say his name,

- ugh.

- it just reminds him of a time when you weren’t dating yet.

- when he’d spend his days and nights pining after you, thinking about you constantly with red flush heating his cheeks.

- where he would spend hours of the day wondering when you’d walk in to take up his time, and when he’d get sad if he didn’t get to hear a chipper, “harvey!” from your familiar octave bursting through the door.

- there’s nothing like it.

- when you’d so sweetly ask if he needed any help, tapping on a “harvey?” at the end so he could really melt in your hold.

- idk, it just does something to him.

- once he heard you say his name, he never wanted to hear his name any other way again.

- which also adds intoooo🥁🥁

- how you moan. (🎉🥳)

- sorry, i had to.

- it’s an insane confidence booster.

- when he buries his head into the crook of your neck, his ear just over your mouth so he can hear and feel every pant that leaves your lips.

- it’s like, he’s not even doing that much. just moving at a rhythmic pace, one that’s at the perfect speed for the both of you,

- and every time his hips meet yours, you can’t help but exhale a short, high-pitched moan.

- but that’s nothing compared to when he eats u out.

- it’s a completely different kind of pleasure,

- for you and him.

- when your head’s thrown back, fingers tight around his fluffy dark strands and you’re just so fucking loud.

- when your breaths stutter and your back starts to arch,

- and all you can get out is a weak, “fuck, harvey—“

- he’s finished.

- & so are u lol.

sam.

- another man who’s not picky.

- he’s already a pretty carefree person. super go with the flow.

- a himbo, if you will.

- and he’s so cute. i feel like there’s just air wafting around in his mind at all times.

- so whenever you’re in his presence, or he even just catches a glimpse of you, he’s like, “my girlfriend!!!”

- not a thought beyond those eyes besides you.

- he just loves your lips.

- how they move when you talk, how they curl when you’re mad, how they pout when you’re sad.

- how you use them against his, whether you’re making out with him, or just planting a gentle kiss to his temple.

- they’re so soft, and perfect. always so moist from your chapstick.

- and they’re just so pretty too. you’ll catch him staring all the time.

- he’s the type to want to kiss you goodbye, and then say “one more,” about a thousand times.

- he’ll find you all the way across the farm just to kiss you.

- HE’LL WALK A MILE JUST FOR A SINGULAR KISS.

- for this next one, i feel like i need to explain myself a little.

- he loves when you’re sick.

- HEAR ME OUT!

- no, he doesn’t love when you’re doubled over in discomfort, nose stuffy, head achy. he doesn’t like that aspect.

- but he does like the aspect that puts him in charge of you.

- as a man with a lot of allergies, he’s no stranger getting sick.

- which, as he’s gotten older, he’s more used to taking care of himself, and knowing what his body needs to heal.

- but that doesn’t stop you from caring of him, making sure he feels better.

- so on the rarer occasions when you get sick, he gets to pay you back.

- he gets to pamper you, do all of your work for you, cook (order food) for you.

- and when you’re bedridden, he gets to sit by your side, rubbing your sore muscles and keeping you company.

- it’s even better if you’re kinda stubborn, all, “i can take care of myself 😒” until you’re attempting to do your chores before sorta collapsing on the ground.

- and he won’t “i told you so” all in your face, but he does kinda give you a look that‘ll pretty much say it all.

- like, 🙂

- he just gets to grin and go back to taking care of you.

- finally, he loves how you comfort him.

- he’s not afraid to be emotional. if he has to cry, he’s gonna cry lmfao.

- he doesn’t cry too often, he’s usually really optimistic. but when it comes to seeing people he loves all sad, he can’t help it.

- like, if vincent were to come up to him and ask him about his dad, and if he’s ever coming home;

- that always makes him so sad. bc as much as he wants to, he can’t really give vincent a straight answer.

- he loves that he doesn’t even really have to say anything to you for you to realize he’s sad.

- his head hangs a little low, and just by one look you can tell all he needs is a hug.

- that means everything to him.

- when you just pull him into your chest, running your hand through his hair and up and down his back while he quietly sobs against you.

- if he didn’t think he could love you more…

shane.

- ur his sunshine.

- whatever your personality is, you guys could be so similar, and you’re still his sunshine.

- whatever u do, no matter what, you’ll always light up his day. and he loves u very much for that.

- he might not be the most expressive verbally, but he’ll definitely show you with smaller gestures.

- a small kiss on your cheek, resting his chin on your shoulder while you stand at the stove.

- and he’ll latch onto you as you try to get out of bed in the morning, pretending to be asleep while you struggle to leave.

- his favorite thing about you is how you smell.

- listen. when you’re in love with someone, their pheromones become addicting.

- like, yes you’ve been working on the farm all day. yes you’re all sweaty. yes you need to shower but does he care? absolutely not.

- “how was your day?” he’s already leaning into the crook of your neck, kissing your jaw and ignoring the way you whine.

- “shaaane, i’m so dirty.”

- oh but…he loves it.

- “never bothered me.” he just shrugs, smirking like a bastard before pulling you in for a kiss.

- that earthy scent of yours that just reminds him of what makes him so comfortable.

- don’t even get me started on after u take a shower.

- ur all clean, your hair is all wet. you look so pretty, and you smell amazing😭😭

- you just always smell so good to him. he’ll become intoxicated just by burying his face in your hair sometimes.

- he loves the way you look at him.

- it’s such a subtle thing for him to find one of his favorites about you,

- but he still loves it.

- when you’re just intently listening to him talk about his lousy day, your gaze is glued to his, head nodding along.

- you could be doing something else while he’s talking, but it still looks like he’s your main focus.

- and when he pauses, you’ll quickly mumble, “then what happened?”

- you’re so good at maintaining eye contact with him, it makes him lose his train of thought sometimes.

- he might just stutter, and then give up all together if you continue.

- also…

- they way u look up at him when ur…yea.

- big, wide eyes that gaze up so softly. your eyebrows pinched, mouth wide taking him entirely.

- he groans a little, and you don’t even have to do much if you just keep looking at him like that.

- “good fucking girl, yeah, that feels so good,”

- his jaw is slack, own eyebrows threaded while your hand wraps around the part of his length you can’t quite reach.

- he doesn’t last that long.

- pretty quickly he’s cumming on your face, making sure to get a little on your pretty, fluffy eyelashes.

sebastian.

- your teeth.

- lol.

- when he first met you, he instantly clicked that you had a nice smile.

- the way you grinned at meeting someone like him kinda just stuck with him.

- like, what was so exciting? why are you that excited?

- needless to say, he kept thinking about it.

- once you started hanging out a bit more, and eventually started dating, he got to see you smile much more often.

- especially when you hung out with sam around, and he was able to make you laugh, it was like music to his ears.

- he made it a silent goal to always see you smile.

- it sounds weird, i know, but he just loves the way your teeth look when you smile that big.

- the way your cheeks plump up, and your eyes squint a little. he’s just obsessed.

- your smile makes him smile, y’know?

- he also loves how you talk.

- it’s so quick, and when you get all excited over something your words start to jumble and not make much sense.

- but you don’t even realize it, so you’re continuing to spew word-vomit until you finally calm yourself down (with a little smile.)

- and he can listen to it all day.

- his favorite thing in the world is when you come home with a new story to tell,

- bc then he gets to sit there, watching your limbs characteristically fly about as you explain.

- and you keep backtracking, like, “wait i forgot to say that—“ and “oops, that actually happened before that,”

- it just makes him smile.

- no, he doesn’t really understand what’s going on. but it’s still entertaining.

- lastly, he loves your cooking.

- you’re not some gourmet chef or anything, but you do know how to follow a recipe.

- he’s a pretty straightforward guy.

- he knows what he wants and what he likes. yet somehow, when you’re cooking something new, he can’t help but be excited.

- the real cherry on top is when you spent the day with robin once,

- and she ended up teaching you her recipe for pumpkin soup.

- he was nearly speechless when you handed him a freshly made bowl, one just like his mom would make.

- he definitely fell in love with you all over again.

alex.

- he’s a simple man, i’m afraid.

- …he likes ur ass.

- smacking it, squeezing it, overall just looking at it whenever you walk past.

- whenever you pull him in for a kiss, his hands are falling down to your ass and giving you a gentle squeeze to raise you to your toes.

- he literally doesn’t care if it’s big, or small, or anything. as long as you have one, he’s absolutely fine.

- a simple man, i said.

- like, wear just underwear and a t-shirt around him and he’ll lose his mind. trust.

- he’s an absolute sucker for makeup.

- yes, of course he loves when you’re comfortable enough to walk around bare-faced with him. maybe even a goopy face mask over your skin.

- he thinks you look beautiful either way.

- but he swoons a little whenever he sees you all nice and dolled up, especially on nights that he planned to take you out.

- it’s like you put in extra effort to make yourself look extra nice, not necessarily for him, but he likes recognize the fact that his plans made you dress up like this.

- he’s just like, “aw, you look so pretty, baby.”

- also loves when u kiss him while wearing lipstick. he won’t wipe it off.

- his favorite though, his all time favorite…?

- how you treat evelyn and george.

- like they’re not just in-laws you have to get to know just bc ur married to their grandson.

- you treat them they’re your own family.

- you’re so sweet, and patient. especially with george.

- sometimes before you were married, he’d come home to the fresh smell of cookies in the oven (something that was pretty common) but then he’d see you listening to evelyn’s feedback so intently.

- and you’d cheerfully hand him a cookie, like, “look what granny taught me! does it taste good?”

- ofc it tastes good. the two most important women in his life made it just for him.

- it kinda tugs on his heart strings a little.

- i feel that was the moment he realized he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, if you were so willing to spend time with the people he loves.

elliott.

- once again,

- there’s not much he loves more then anything else you do.

- he loves every part of you equally.

- but much like harvey, there’s still a couple things that he sees you do, and he’ll just think, “i love her so much.”

- and that is☝️

- your voice.

- he could listen to you talk forever.

- he’s literally leaning in, hand on chin, head tilted, listening so intently as you tell a story that’s ten times less interesting then he’s making it look.

- he’ll also keeps asking you question so you just continue to talk.

- he especially loves when you call him petnames. it makes his stomach flutter a little when he hears them in your voice.

- another thing is he loves your hips.

- how they fit so perfectly under his palms, just before he wraps his hands around your waist.

- if you have love handles or hip dips, OMMMGGG he’s fucking obsessed.

- it’s like a little spot for him place his hands.

- he loves to kiss them whenever he’s already down there. just like a little silent praise, on top of plenty other he’ll give you.

- it’s so random, but whenever he sees you holding a laundry basket or something against one hip,

- yeah. that’ll do it.

- you’re kinda like his muse.

- if he’s writing something, and there’s a female character that happens to be loved or romantic towards, he’ll always kinda characterize them off of you.

- like, they’ll have some sort of aspect that’s similar to yours.

- it’s always subconscious, he can’t help it.

- he’s always thinking about you.

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unfamiliar warmth. | season one

PAIRING ▸ bad boy! heeseung x reader

GENRE ▸ college! au, s2ls?, romance, angst, fluff, humor

WORD COUNT ▸ 6.5k

SUMMARY ▸ you’ve heard all sorts of rumors about the campus’s resident “bad boy” and his group of friends, but an accidental encounter with lee heeseung himself leads you to believe otherwise.

AKA a bad rendition of the “i hate everyone but you” trope.

NOTES ▸a very happy happy late birthday to heedeeung! 🥳🥳🎉parties, alcoholic consumption, mentions of kissing, drugs and smoking, slight injuries, i think that’s it?? // aaaaa here is the first “season” out of seven ;)

PLAYING ▸ different by woodz. | series masterlist.

“PARTIES ARE NOT OVERRATED.”

Yuna rolls her eyes, bobbing her head to the booming music while you sigh. It’s not like you could hear her well over all the noise and commotion. You found your spot on the couch to be perfectly comfortable- minus the couple making out about a foot from you.

You don’t know why you came, why you made an effort to look nice for no one, not a single person in mind or sight.

“I’m going to get a drink,” you yell at yuna even when you know she can’t hear you. You silently get up and make your way past countless sweaty bodies to the kitchen. You spot a couple of familiar faces, meaning people you’ve recognize from your school that have probably never batted a single eye at you.

You grab a new can of soda (boring, you know) and decide to get some fresh air. Whoever hosted this party, their house was huge. That meant you had absolutely no idea where you were going. But hey, when did that ever matter?

The flashing lights as you walk down some random hallway make you feel dizzy. You stumble along until you find a door. With no one else around, you think you’ve hit the jackpot. Twisting the knob, you’re greeted by the fresh air. Jackpot, indeed.

You’re not surprised that random doors open up to balconies in a house like this. But what you didn’t expect was someone already leaning over the edge, back facing you.

You freeze, and they turn around. Okay, so maybe you were wrong earlier.

Lee Heeseung’s cocked eyebrow greets you and you suddenly get flashbacks. It’s same face that somehow obtained the reputation as your school’s “bad boy,” the same one that could never escape the worst rumors along with his group of friends. Drugs, smoking, illegal activities, whatever you named Lee Heeseung and his group were most likely mixed up in rumors involving it.

You never had any face to face encounters with the handsome boy until today, none at school and you wonder if it’s because he barely showed up or you didn’t pay close enough attention. But here in person, you could attest to the general public’s opinion about him- at least appearance wise. Styled black hair falling into his eyes, multiple ear piercings, and that iconic leather jacket.

Lee Heeseung was the epitome of the bad boy stereotype.

You swallow, hand already reaching back for the handle. “Sorry, I didn’t know someone else was already out here.”

But what you didn’t expect was the quiet chuckle that escapes his lips. He looks out into the dark night and your eyes follow his action.

“Is there a rule saying only one person’s allowed on the balcony at a time?”

You blink. What?

His eyes flick back to you and you stand a bit straighter. “Um, not that I know of?”

This time, Heeseung laughs louder and you feel your guard lowering a little. He moves to give you a bit more space and you contemplate before gladly taking it.

For a couple of seconds, you enjoy the silence and peace, along with the sight of the bright moon.

“Never thought I’d see you here,” he suddenly speaks up and you jump slightly at the sound of his voice. You’re still not used it. In your surprise, you miss the way the corner of his mouth quirks up at your reaction.

“You know who I am?”

Heeseung shrugs, “I think I’ve seen you walking around campus before. Don’t get your hopes up.”

At that you scoff, “I can assure you, I certainly wasn’t.” The amused look on his face makes you wonder if he thought you were some sort of game. Then you frown, “But what do you mean by that? That you didn’t expect to see me here?”

He shifts and the metal belt on his jacket clangs badly against the balcony railing. “I don’t like to judge by appearances but since you’re always in a rush, looking distracted or busy, it seemed like you didn’t care for parties.”

Your eyes widen. Lee Heeseung was much more observant than you thought. “Well,” you’re inclined to say after some time thinking, “you aren’t wrong about that.”

He nods silently and you gesture out with your hands, “That’s why I’m here. What about you?”

You don’t know what compelled you to ask him, let alone stay in this space with him, but continuing the conversation- in this atmosphere- just felt right. Maybe your friends would kill you if they found out you talked to Heeseung, but you couldn’t care in the moment.

“Same,” he replies softly. As to what, you have no clue but don’t take the time to ask for clarification. He catches the can in your hand and smiles. “No alcohol either?”

You glance at him, again surprised to hear him talk again. He’s only someone you’ve ever heard about, and being next to him in person was certainly a different experience. “Nah. I know everything else is probably spiked anyway.”

“That’s why I rarely drink at parties like these.”

A part of you wants to ask why he even came to ‘parties like these’ but the first thing that blurts out of your mouth is-

“Lee Heeseung passed on drinking?” Immediately you cup a hand over your mouth so that Heeseung is only able to see your two wide eyes peeking back at him.

He smirks and you swallow, “So you do know my name.”

You splutter and he laughs. You contemplate apologizing for the rude outburst, especially since he was a stranger, but then decide against it at his relaxed posture. Nice to know he wasn’t offended.

“You know, you haven’t tried to run away the moment you saw me. Or hookup with me. Or get out pepper spray and threaten me with it.”

“Is that supposed to be a compliment?” You muse and he laughs again, reaching out to ruffle your hair. You make a sound of protest and glare at him. “For your information, I do have pepper spray and would gladly take it out right now.”

Heeseung leans in closer and suddenly, your body refuses to move. “Really?” His husky voice sends shivers down your spine.

Seeing his face up close, you realize how pretty he is. Before either of you can do anything, you feel your phone buzz in your pocket.

Spell broken (and moment ruined), you see four missed calls from yuna and ryujin. “Shoot, I gotta go,” you murmur aloud to no one in particular.

Well, maybe Heeseung. He watches you with curious eyes as you fumble about with your phone. You turn to the door, reaching for the handle, before you get interrupted.

“Hey,” Heeseung calls out. You stop and look back towards him with a curious look.

“I never got your name.”

You suppress a smile, keeping an unreadable expression on your face. “Maybe you’ll have to wait until the next party to find out.” With that, you head back inside, heart pounding a little too fast for comfort.

“You talked to Lee Heeseung? And held a conversation that lasted more than two words- hi, goodbye? Y/n, you-“

At first, you wanted to keep your encounter with Lee Heeseung a secret. But knowing your nosy friends who wanted to know where you disappeared off to at the party, the secret was bound to come out. Excluding the weird flirting on his account- if you could even consider that flirting. You didn’t know Heeseung personally, maybe his personality was just like that as some people naturally were. And seeing as how he acted nothing according to what his reputation seemed like and what you’ve heard, you couldn’t keep any judgments right off the bat.

You hold up a hand in exasperation to stop Chaeryeong. “I know what you’re going to say. But hear me out, he’s nothing like what people say.”

Ryujin raises an eyebrow, “Are you sure about that y/n? A bunch of girls have talked about how he’ll just glare at them. And ignore them for like, no reason. Even I know from first hand experience that his poker face is no joke.”

You shake your head, “No one would do that for no reason. Those attention seeking girls probably did something that ignited that reaction from him.”

Yuna gasps, “You’re kidding me. Our Y/n defending the notorious bad boy?”

You roll your eyes, “Who said anything about me doing that? I just think we shouldn’t assume anything from rumors and gossip.”

Ryujin shoots you a look, “Whatever you say, y/n. Just be careful.”

“Of course. What do you think is gonna happen?”

You don’t know what was worse- getting your hopes up or having hopes to begin with. You tried to not make it obvious you were looking for a certain someone, but that plan ultimately failed.

“Y/n? Are you good? You keep looking around distracted, like you’re expecting someone.”

You shake your head wearily, “No, sorry yuna.”

Chaeryeong suddenly gasps and her head whips toward you with an accusatory stare. “Don’t tell me you’re looking for-“

You practically leap over the table to slap your hand over her lips, effectively muffling her next words. You mutter into her ear and her face pales before she nods. Then you let go of Chaeryeong with an easy smile and the others clear their throats.

“I’m gonna use the restroom,” you excuse yourself as your friends exchange looks.

You step past people left and right, looking for the nearest restroom. And maybe another person.

“Well, if it isn’t pretty in the flesh.”

Your head whips around to find Heeseung leaning up against the wall like in those cliche movies.

“H-heeseung.”

“Looking for me? Could it be that you missed me that much?”

You cross your arms with a scowl, “You wish.”

He chuckles, pushing off the wall to meet you halfway. “Maybe I did, but it’s okay. Me too.”

Your face heats up at that and you avoid his gaze. His smile grows at that and you glance around nervously. “What are you doing here?”

Even you knew how utterly stupid of a question that was. Just being around him made your brain all fuzzy.

He pretends to think, the heel of his boot tapping against the hardwood floor. “I dunno, someone promised me a name last time so I figured I needed to see them again.”

You laugh for the first time in front of him and he visibly brightens up at the sight.

“Do you wanna get out of here?”

You grin, “I thought you’d never ask.”

Lee Heeseung, someone you’ve barely met over a week ago and had a grand total of one full conversation together, was essentially a stranger. Yet you couldn’t help but feel comforted by his presence. He was different, he didn’t give off those “bad boy” vibes as much as you would’ve expected.

“I am in no way surprised that you have a motorcycle.”

He smirks again and you watch silently as he puts on one of the helmets. Heeseung offers you the other and you hesitate.

He must see the wary look in your eyes because he reaches for one of your hands, grip unexpectedly warm and soft. “You can trust me, I’m not a bad driver.”

You stare at him skeptically but end up taking the helmet. “I don’t trust you.”

“Hey, I haven’t died yet.”

“What a comforting thing to know,” you respond dryly and Heeseung huffs. Your jaw almost drops at the reaction. Tough guy Heeseung acting like a little kid? That was an once in lifetime sight and you think you could get paid a fat stack if you videoed that moment.

Just to make sure, you pat your pocket to double check that your phone was still there. In case you had to call your friends for help. Again, Heeseung was still just a stranger that you knew.

A stranger that you were leaving a party with. You thought you trusted him but still, you feel your stomach churn. You stop trying to fit the helmet on. What if this was all just a ruse?

A ruse for Heeseung to take you away? Do something worse?

You just met this guy, you knew practically nothing about him. All your doubts and insecurities rise up, What if he-

A voice breaks you out of your stupor. “Are you okay?” His concerned gaze comes into view.

You cough, readjusting to move his hand off yours. “Yeah, sorry. Just felt sick for a second. Maybe I should go back in-“

Frowning, Heeseung puts his hands on your shoulders. You stiffen, suddenly hating the way you’re unable to control how your body reacts to him.

“Is it serious? Do you need to go to a hospital?”

Abruptly, you shake your head, “No, I think I just need to get inside. To my friends.”

He puts a hand on your forehead for a brief moment. You can’t move.

“You don’t have a fever,” he murmurs. “Are you sure you want to go back in?” He cocks his eyebrow but the feeling you get is much different from the last time you saw him do that.

“The music’s loud and there are a lot of people. I can drive you to the hospital or home, I don’t mind.”

Internally, you curse. Now you’re feel conflicted, wondering if he was still acting or not- if he was pretending to care about you.

If so, he was doing a great job at it.

You sigh, shaking your head. Too late now. “It’s okay. I just want to see my friends.”

“Alright,” he says softly, “I’ll take you back in.”

You wonder if this was a mistake. The mistake of talking to Heeseung in the first place or going back to your friends and the party, you’re not sure which one.

Better safe than sorry, you continue to remind yourself.

His hand stays on your back as if to steady you back into the house, his warm touch lingering in the back of your mind. Your friends seem surprised to see you, especially at the sight behind you. Or rather, the person behind you.

“Y/n?” Ryujin gets up, grabbing your arm. “What’s going on?”

“She said she was feeling sick and wanted to see you guys. I just took her back.” The sudden blank expression on his face catches you off guard.

Heeseung turns to you and his face morphs into a much kinder one, “Hope you feel better. Can I see your phone?”

Utterly confused, you take it out as your friends watch, dumbfounded.

He types something quickly before returning it to you. “If you need something, just call me. I don’t usually give it out but here’s my number. See you later, pretty.”

You’re sure your mouth is hanging open, and so is your friends. Slowly, you look at them and you know you’re screwed seeing their “you better explain everything” faces.

Needless to say, you stay up that night. Thinking of Heeseung. His troubled gaze, delicate touch. The fact that you thought he was some creep and he kinda sorta ended up being anything but that.

The fact that his number was entered into your phone but you didn’t make the effort to contact him left you turning and tossing in bed. Was he waiting for you?

Or should you wait for him to do something first?

The more you thought about it, the more you realized the truth. If he really wanted to, he could’ve taken advantage of you at any point. At the last party or a couple hours ago- you were alone with him both times.

Your friends were utterly shocked at the way he treated you. And it’s not like they trusted him still, but they got to see a different side of him. A different side- you didn’t want to admit it- that you wanted to see more of.

And even though they warned you, maybe a part of you wanted to not listen. You wanted to dive deeper into the mystery that was Lee Heeseung.

Most of your time was spent studying, or doing work, or relaxing during the rare free time you had.

No wonder Heeseung said you always looked serious. It’s because you were. Everything you did was for a better future. All your efforts were made to have them pay off later in life.

Parties were just an afterthought- if you had free time and your friends asked you to come. You didn’t go because you enjoyed it. Or at least, that’s what you believed.

Until you met Heeseung.

Maybe you tried a little harder with your appearance for the next party you went to. Maybe you pretended you didn’t care anymore but your eyes would subconsciously study each room that you entered.

“Y/n, come dance with us!”

You shake your head with a smile, “I’m good. You guys have fun.”

That’s how it usually went. Your friends would offer a couple times before giving up and leaving you alone. And that’s what you were used to- what you enjoyed. Or maybe, didn’t enjoy.

Just like last time, you find an empty couch to sit on. One of your secret hobbies was people watching. You soon realized you learned a lot more by just watching on the sidelines. But unlike all the previous times, you feel the couch dip beneath you- an extra addition of weight.

“Feeling better?”

It had been a week since you last saw him, and nothing changed. The way your heart rate subconsciously began to pick up, your hands turn sweaty, it was all the same.

“Hi,” you breathe apprehensively.

Heeseung sits on the other edge of the couch, watching you with a small smile.

“Sorry about last week,” you fiddle with your fingers. He chuckles and you glance up at him, “Why are you apologizing? As long as you’re okay now, that’s all that matters.”

“What’s with the cheesiness,” you mumble and he can’t hide his grin.

“Thanks though,” you bite your bottom lip, “for taking care of me.”

“No problem.”

Without realizing it, the space between you two on the couch becomes a little smaller. You inhale, “Can I tell you something? Honestly?”

He shifts, “Of course.”

“Last week,” you look at the ground, “I wasn’t actually sick. I just got scared that I didn’t know your intentions and backed out. Are you… are you mad that I lied?”

His face turns from a shocked one into an amused one. Heeseung reaches out and tucks a piece of stray hair behind your ear. This time, you’re the shocked one.

“You know,” he starts and you bob your head.

“Yeah?”

“Not really. I understand since we just met and all. But I do think I deserve something. You know, since you never texted me.”

That’s true, you fell asleep and forgot to message him. And the day after that, and the day after that. Maybe you were too busy to text until it felt like it was too late (and too awkward) to send him a message. You tilt your head, waiting eagerly for his response.

“Tell me your name. Or, don’t. Either way I’ll find out in the end.”

You almost scoff at his smoothness. Maybe Heeseung’s playboy side was coming out.“You want to know that bad?”

He nods with a smirk and you shake your head, speechless.

“Fine. It’s y/n. Happy?”

“And your last name?” You roll your eyes, even with a stupid grin on your face.

“Y/l/n. Y/n y/l/n.”

“Thank you. Now, can I ask you something too? Honestly?”

You shrug, “Go for it.”

“Can I kiss you?”

Your eyes widen. Bold- and he asked for consent- another thing noted that you check off your imaginary list that came out of nowhere. With that, instead of replying, you take a deep breath and close your eyes.

When you peek them open, just the tiniest bit, Heeseung’s face is much closer and your breath hitches.

The only thing you could feel was him. It felt like it was only the two of you in the room. You couldn’t think of anything else. Your mind was blank as his lips moved over yours.

He pulls back and your eyes flutter open. He gives you another smile and you look away, embarrassed.

“Aw. You liked it that much?”

You tell him to shut up and he laughs, patting your head. You check the time in your phone. “It’s late. Maybe I should get home.”

“Do you need a ride?” His eyes twinkle mischievously and you hum.

“Maybe. Let me just tell my friends that I’m going.”

This time, Heeseung helps you put on the helmet. He tightens the straps softly, fingertips tickling your chin. Your arms wrap around him securely as the wind blows past you, feeling like if you were flying as Heeseung drives you home.

Even more so when he kisses your forehead and tells you goodnight in that sickeningly sweet voice of his.

You could care less about the rumors surrounding you.

Sure, people saw you with him. What difference did it make? The fact that everyone called him a bad boy when in reality, he treated you like you were his most precious treasure.

You reassured your friends that you were fine, to have some trust in you.

Although you barely saw Heeseung outside of parties, the way he acted when he was with you was all that mattered.

Maybe he gave you his jacket to wear when he was cold, maybe the scent of his cologne invaded your dreams. And maybe, just maybe, he was constantly on your mind.

At most parties, he showed up without fail. You don’t know how, but you always managed to find each other.

But so far, it had been an hour and there was no Heeseung in sight. Your mood was a little (or a lot) gloomier than normal. You wondered if he was busy, or if he got hurt, or-

“Would you like a drink?”

The nasty red cup is held to you with some foreign liquid inside and your gut shrivels up in disgust.

“No thanks,” you barely spare a glance at the random guy who offered the cup to you.

“It’s good, I promise! They’re handing out more in the kitchen if you want to go with me-“

“I’m fine,” you state firmly. Still, he continues to press and you’re just about to knock the stupid drink out of his hands when you feel a presence slide in behind you.

“They said they weren’t interested. Didn’t you hear them the first time?”

Shivers are sent down your spine at his cold tone. You see Heeseung and observe his stare. Dark and threatening- there was something in his eyes that he’s never looked at you with before. He looked…

Scary?

You softly call out his name and his demeanor changes instantly as he takes your hand in his, “Sorry I’m late. Wanna go somewhere quieter?”

His hand doesn’t let go, even when you’ve found an empty room that isn’t occupied by obnoxious couples to stay in for the time being. You contemplate if you and Heeseung seemed that way too, eyes drifting to your intertwined hands.

At first, it’s silent. There are so many questions you want to ask, but you refrain from spilling all of them out.

“I know it’s random but, are those rumors true? Like the one about you and your friends being in a gang, or you escaping from jail?” You ask quietly.

His face shows it all. Where did this suddenly come from?

“What do you think, y/n?”

You swallow, “That’s the thing. I really don’t know. You don’t seem like the type?”

He laughs. “Then you’re right- mostly.” His face takes on a foreign look, gaze faraway. “Sometimes rumors aren’t all baseless, you know.”

At that, you don’t know what to do but nod. He squeezes your hand and you look at him. Suddenly, his eyes turn serious and he watches you with his dark orbs.

“I won’t lie to you, y/n. I’m no angel sent from heaven. But that doesn’t mean we’re bad people, me and my friends. I think we’re just misunderstood. We’re misunderstood in the worst circumstances possible.”

You stay silent. “Okay,” you finally say after a while, “I believe you.”

His tongue pokes the inside of his cheek, “You think I would lie?”

“No,” you state decisively, “I’m just like this because you were late and I was waiting for you.”

His nose scrunches up in amusement and you resist the urge to kiss it. “I apologize, I got caught up in stuff.”

“Your secret tough guy stuff?”

He pokes your cheek softly, eyes brimming with mirth. “Yeah. Tough guy stuff.”

“Are you and Heeseung like, dating? You’re always leave us to go off with him at parties,” Yuna pouts.

You shake your head, about to explain as Chaeryeong sends you a look. “You’re not doing illegal stuff with him, are you?”

“Chaeryeong!” Yeji scolds. You groan.

“No. I already said I wasn’t. I promised you guys that I would never get into stuff like that.”

“We know, y/n. We trust you. We’re just worried with all the talk going around,” Yeji reassures you.

You appreciated that your friends were looking out for you, but sometimes they just made it worse.

“Are you dating?”

It was always that question. The same one that had been floating around for quite a while, actually. You didn’t realize it but some time had passed since you first met Lee Heeseung.

Every party, you were with him. Sometimes you kissed. Sometimes, you acted like you were more than friends.

Sometimes, you felt like it too.

But it was only during those parties, that feeling was only saved for those occasions. Heeseung never once brought it up. Neither did you.

You saw each other around once a week or less than that, only with the comfort of the dark night and brain rattling music blasting from another room.

You barely knew anything about Lee Heeseung, yet you were attracted to him. You didn’t know what his major was, where he grew up, or what kind of music he listened to.

Yet you knew that he had a nice singing voice, that he took care of his motorcycle like it was his precious baby, and that he was the most caring person you’ve ever met.

It’s like Heeseung and you were from two different worlds, but that border dissolved the moment you found him in the sea of people, under the flashing lights.

For the first time since you met Heeseung, you can say he stood you up. Well, not exactly, but he never showed up.

You were worried. He would always show up in the end, but it was past 2am and still no sign of him. You called several times but to no avail, it went to voicemail. You grew to hate the robotic voice that apologized to you and told you to leave a message. You walk out the door dejectedly, alone because your friends left earlier and you waited behind to look for Heeseung.

You barely make it five seconds down the sidewalk, walking home because your place was nearby, when a hand grabs yours from behind.

A silent scream half escapes your mouth, muffled by a hand. Adrenaline pulses through your veins-

“Y/n. It’s me.”

The familiar voice makes you exhale in utter relief. Heeseung removes his hand and you glare at him.

“Why in the world would you scare me like that and not give any heads up?! Where were you? I called like-“

“I’m sorry,” he says softly, gaze sincere under the streetlights. You still punch him, and he winces.

You didn’t think he was that weak, but-

“Oh my god.” Taking a closer glance, you can see the cuts and bruises on his face.

“Heeseung, what happened?”

He chuckles painfully, “Tough guy stuff?”

“Stop moving,” you mutter under your breath as you dab at the cut. You had no choice but to bring Heeseung to your place since it was nearby and he was in no condition to go anywhere else.

“It hurts,” he grumbles childishly and once you shoot him another glare, he shuts up.

“Maybe if you weren’t being an idiot, you wouldn’t be in this situation.”

“I apologized already, why are you still mad at me?” He pouts and you sigh, screwing the cap back on the medicine.

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m not.”

“You are, because you won’t look at me.”

His hand softly reaches for your face, tilting your chin to face him. You hate how easily he can read you. His dark eyes bore into you, and you sigh again.

“What happened to you?” You whisper, “What kind of situation were you in to get hurt like this?“

Rather than answer you, Heeseung kisses you. You being you can’t resist, not able to find it in you to reject him. You allow him four more seconds, five, before breaking it.

You place a hand on his cheek. “Please, Heeseung. You can tell me.”

He leans in again and you pull back, disappointed. A few more seconds and you give up. You’re not sure why your heart hurts.

His eyes widen, probably since this was the first time you denied a kiss of his.

“I’m done. You can sleep on the couch tonight. It’s late, so goodnight...”

Disappointment fills you as you leave him alone and shut the door to your room behind you. Perhaps it’s because he didn’t say anything, go after you, make any effort to fight back.

The next morning, you’re not surprised to find your place empty, blanket and pillow folded neatly and placed to the side.

A week goes by, and then two. You tell your friends that you’re tired and don’t want to go out. But that can’t last forever. Almost a month after Heeseung stayed the night at your place, you finally go out.

Perhaps for the first time in a long time, you get drunk. Your friends were worried to see you like that, but no matter what they did, you wouldn’t tell them what happened.

But what they do know is that you don’t go off to find Heeseung. They notice his absence. You get so drunk that Yuna is forced to drag you home as you mumble pitifully to yourself. To others it’s incomprehensible, but to you, it’s all your confusion and sadness.

You don’t know what happened. You thought you and Heeseung were close- that you built a connection, which included trust. You thought you trusted him and he trusted you. So why was there still a wall? Why was he pulling back?

You wanted to give your all to him. You wanted to be with him.

You know you wanted him.

Exam season comes and officially you’ve stopped going to parties for the rest of the semester.

Your stress was at its peak and randomly being approached by one of your classmates when you just wanted to go home and jump into your comfy bed was not what you expected.

“Beomgyu?” You glance at him questioningly. Although he was one of your classmates and someone you studied with in a group, he wasn’t really someone you saw outside of class.

“Hey, y/n,” he smiles boyishly and you squint.

“Yes? Is there something you wanted?”

From what seems like out of nowhere, Beomgyu pulls out a card. He gives it to you and you stare at it.

“You can open it,” he gestures awkwardly.

Written inside was a pretty long note and more shockingly, his number? Your eyes widen as you continue reading. You don’t even bother getting to the end before looking up.

You give him an uneasy smile, “I’m flattered, but Beomgyu, I’m not-“

You’re cut off.

“Shoot, I’m sorry, I gotta go. I hope we can meet soon y/n,” he says sheepishly before running off.

You stand there, unmoving with the card in one hand. Your eyes flick to a nearby trash can.

Should you throw it away? Is that too mean?

Unbeknownst to you, Heeseung watches from a distance. The bouquet in his hands hangs down heavily.

After exams are over, you slowly start attending more parties. Partially to relieve your stress with your friends and partially for another reason.

But he’s never there anymore. No matter how much you search, Heeseung was gone. You haven’t seen his face in at least two months.

You wonder what you did. Was it because of what happened at your place? Did you go too far by rejecting him? Not contacting him?

It gets to the point that you’re desperate. Really desperate to the point that when you recognize one of his friends sitting alone on one of the campus benches, you approach the guy.

He eyes you warily, you’re sure that he doesn’t recognize you. Whether or not it makes you happy that Heeseung kept you a secret from his friends, you don’t know.

“Hi- uh, are you perhaps Heeseung’s friend- Jay?”

The guy sits up. “Yeah. What do you want from him? If you’re looking for his number then he’s not interested.“ he adds.

“No,” you shake your head. “You’ve got it all wrong. Actually, I’m also his friend and well, do you know where he lives?”

He squints. “You? Heeseung’s friend?”

“Y-yeah. We met at a party and he mentioned you before- I think-“

Jay’s eyes widen. “You’re y/n.”

So he has talked about you to them before.

You know Heeseung treasures his friends. The way he spoke about them- you saw a certain gleam in his eyes that you never saw before. That’s why you figured this was the best way to find him.

You clasp your hands together, “Please. I really need to see him.”

Jay clicks his tongue, “I guess you do, since you’re the reason he’s acting like this.”

“What? Like what?”

He ignores you, shaking his head in distaste. “Yeah, I’ll give you his address. He should be at home now. Give me your phone.”

After contemplating for a solid hour, you give into temptation and follow the address to Heeseung’s place. You stand nervously in front of his door, shaking your hands as if it would get rid of the anxiety.

You knock once, twice.

A minute passes. You seriously contemplate running away.

Then the door swings open.

Heeseung stands there in a hoodie and sweatpants, the first time you’ve seen him wear something that wasn’t his infamous black leather jacket.

“Y/n?”

You give him a halfhearted smile. “Can we talk?”

He lets you in, and you’re left to observe his living space. It’s cleaner than you expected, and plainer than you expected.

But one thing seems out of place- an arrangement of flowers in a vase on his countertop. It seemed like the only colorful thing he had in his home.

“How did you get here?”

You take a seat on his couch, looking around nervously. “I asked one of your friends… he told me where you lived.”

“Oh,” Heeseung says, strangely quiet. You can’t stand it.

“Heeseung?” You start off calmly, “why haven’t you been at any parties recently? Is it because of what I said last time? If so, I’m sorry that-“

“Y/n,” he interrupts you and you bite your tongue. “Really, why are you here? Why did you come find me?”

You furrow your eyebrows, “I came for answers. Is that what you wanted me to say?” He avoids your gaze like he was expecting you to say that and you scoff.

“Fine. I don’t know why I came! I don’t know anything. How am I supposed to answer you when we don’t even have an answer?” You stop to take a deep breath, defeating silence filling your ears.

“What are we? What are we supposed to be, Heeseung?” You whisper.

Heeseung rubs a hand over his face in frustration. You look away, stomach feeling like lead.

“I’m sorry, y/n,” he starts off. “I’m sorry that things are like this. That I’m like this. Maybe if- maybe if it didn’t feel like we were so apart, we could be different. I’m sorry that it feels like we’re living in different worlds.” He looks up at you and you see the pain hidden in his eyes.

“I’m sorry that we’re so different.”

Heeseung sees it. He sees how happy you look in public with your friends. He’s always seen you, regardless if you saw him back or not. He always wondered if you would be the same way with him. If Lee Heeseung with all his flaws and scars, was next to you- the hardworking, kind and passionate you. The you who wasn’t scared of him the first time you met, who didn’t listen to baseless rumors and treat him like an outsider.

The same you who smiled with your whole soul and that made him fall in love with you while breaking his heart at the same time.

He sees you without him, and your world on the opposite side. He wonders if your two worlds could ever mix. What other people would say or think about you just because of him. He realized that he couldn’t handle that- not for you. When others think he’s such a stone cold guy who never cares but in reality, he’s cares too much.

He’s the weakest one. And with that comes the realization that he could never have you. No matter how much he wanted, needed you.

You’re just too different, and that one fact is enough to keep him away.

His words echo in your head.

Are you actually that different? Or is he just being a coward?

And you as well? For not wanting to fight, for actually believing him when he says that?

You get up and take your leave- heart, soul, and world especially feeling cracked.

Heesung’s head hangs between his arms, and if the pain of seeing you leave him was bad, the fact that he didn’t try harder to get to you was even worse.

A ring at your doorbell makes you groan as you roll out of bed. It’s been a while since you’ve gone outside, your friends’ countless attempts to cheer you up and get you out of the house were futile. As you get up you pass by Beomgyu’s card which lies on your desk, forgotten from the day you planned to but didn’t throw out.

You open the door and your heart stops. There’s no one there.

You look down, reaching and picking up a familiar bouquet of flowers. A sad smile makes its way in your face as your fingers graze the flowers.

Maybe this is a sign.

You sigh, returning inside and taking your phone out to type the numbers.

Your finger presses the call button.

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howtotrainyourdragonprince · 1 month

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Op, Donnie said he had something to check, now he’s back! Wonder what he found out..?? 🧐💜

Part 8 is coming on YouTube this Fri at 12:00am like usual! Links in my bio! ❤️✨

This will be the last Part of Chapter 1 of the MJ AU before I take a break to work on Chapter 2! 🥳🎉 It’s been such an amazing couple of months getting to introduce you all to my little OC and her story, and I promise you it has only just begun!! 🥰❤️🐢✨ I’m so excited continuing working on this comic! 😁🎨🖌️✨

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look-at-the-soul · 11 months

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The one

Modern Tommy Shelby x reader

A/N congratulations @toms-cherry-trees on 1.5K followers! 👏🏻✨🎉🥳🙌🏻 you deserve that and many many more!! So I wrote this little piece for you, I hope you enjoy it, the idea came to my mind as the perfect match for your autumn theme when I saw this moodboard @acewritesfics created (I know you did it for Cillian + cottage Ace, but since I have that idea very similar in my The Photoshoot series, I took it as inspiration for a modern Tommy ☺️)

Patting around the bed to find the solid body she loved the most, but all Y/N could find was emptiness.

She couldn’t love this place more, the birds were chirping outside, the fresh air was too good to be true, no cellphone signal… if only she could find Tommy.

“Good morning beautiful.” He praised from the bedroom door, stepping in with a tray full of coffee, fruit and toast.

“I woke up and you weren’t here.” She pouted covering her upper body with the sheets.

“But I am now.” He replied placing the tray over her legs, taking one long look at her disheveled hair, tangled from all the times he ran his fingers through it the previous night. Her naked form covered only by the ivory sheets.

This was the closest to a vacation she could afford right now, not because money was a problem, but because Tommy had been extremely busy with his business and she knew asking for a five day or a week holiday would drive him mad, so a weekend at a small cottage was a luxury she couldn’t miss.

Everything had been perfect since they arrived; the lovely weather, the scent of nature, the calmness vs the caos in the city. She loved specially the dead leaves crunching beneath her feet as they took a long walk the previous day.

“It was a good idea to bring that small coffee machine.” Tommy chuckled realizing how little things they had there, no tv, no wifi, there was a small old fashioned fireplace that luckily still worked and he lit it as it started to get chilly last night.

“Told you it was a good investment.”

“I thought we’d have one… guess I was wrong.”

“Yeah same reason why you brought your iPad too.”

Tommy stole a strawberry from the bowl. “Uhu, I really can’t believe there’s no access to technology around.”

“Don’t complain, we’ve hot water and power light.”

Tommy’s eyes sparkled suddenly. “And the best part is… I‘ve you all to myself.”

Y/N’s body tingled just by his voice and the way he was looking at her.

Closing her legs instinctively, she observed her boyfriend place the tray on the dresser.

“You think that’s going to stop me?” He arched an eyebrow cockily at the same time he took one of her legs to drop a kiss on her ankle, starting a trail of feather-like kisses all over her skin, making Y/N discover the soft spot behind her knee that she didn’t know it existed and how much it was turning her on.

She sighed content letting Tommy throw the covers aside.

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It was a lovely Autumn day, her favorite season, the colors, the trees losing their leaves, the smell, she could swear the atmosphere was different.

Perhaps what really made a difference was watching Tommy so calm with a high energy and an endless smile on his face. Turning around, she found the last rays of sunshine kissing his skin, every freckle and the reflection in the lake in front of them making his blue eyes sparkle even more.

He wasn’t wearing his signature immaculate three piece suit, but a white t-shirt covered by a denim jacket and black jeans, he looked like a totally different person, looking at him made her heart skip a beat, just like the first time.

“Whot?” He frowned.

“You look different.” Y/N pointed out. “Happier.”

“Well I’ve everything I want right now, that surely is a motive.” Tommy admitted kissing her hair.

His surprise grew even more when he saw Y/N pulling out a blanket from the basket she demanded to bring to their stroll.

“Don’t stand there watching, help me!” She shot him a look, placing her side on the grass.

“So bossy.” Tommy chuckled, relaxing his body finally over the blanket, pulling her towards him moments later.

He tried to suppress a chuckle when he saw her placing a bottle of wine and two glasses between them, she was always extra when packing.

“Oh, do I hear someone complaining?” She laughed.

In silence, his mind wandered to think how grateful he really was for Ada insisting over and over for him to try out one of those ridiculous dating apps, after being extremely picky about the prospects showing up in his cellphone, he stopped when he found Y/N’s profile.

Matching her right away, the conversation was flowing naturally, they simply clicked and agreed to meet the following week.

She wasn’t just eye catching physically, her interests caught his attention, she was a lawyer and worked at her own firm, had a good taste in music and books, she loved to fight for human rights. And when they first met in person, he knew she wasn’t just good looking, she had a brain, an interesting conversation and she could keep up with his wicked sense of humor surprisingly well. He was surprised how the conversation never seemed to die with Y/N.

The romance took off immediately, date after date, they discovered new things about the other one, Tommy particularly loved the moment she arrived at her apartment, kicking her high heels while he poured some wine as she stretched her legs on the couch. By now he had lost count of how many skirts and dresses she owned, but he knew she wore a different outfit to every trial.

Now they were both wearing casual outfits, comfortable shoes and she added a light scarf around her neck, both completely out of their elements.

Tommy leaned on his back enjoying not having everyone bothering every three minutes, the silence, peace, not feeling anxious about his next meeting or the papers piling up to sign on his desk, the atmosphere calm, he even took several minutes admiring the sighting… not every day he got to have all of that.

“Did you fall asleep?” Y/N whispered nudging her nose against his cheek.

“No, I’m just relaxing as you said I should.” He confessed opening one eye to look at her.

The autumn breeze made a chill run up and down her back, instinctively Tommy’s hand started caressing over the jumper as if he had been able to feel it. He was lying down on his back. This was the prettiest sunset she had ever seen, the lake catching the reflection of the sky, copying the oranges tones, as well as the incredible trees before her eyes, it looked like it was taken out of professional photograph.

Closing the novel she had been reading, Y/N turned around and rested an arm and head on his torso, adapting to the calm rhythm of his breathing. Taking in the scar on his chin, she wondered how he got it.

“I can feel you staring.” He stated with his eyes closed, hidden under his Ray Bans.

“Just admiring the view,” she admitted, “and the calmness.”

A smile started forming on his lips, but he didn’t move from his position, loving the way her body felt against his.

“I can’t remember the last time I took a day off.”

Y/N chuckled switching her position to lay down next to him. “That’s exactly why I suggested it. You needed to relax.”

“I was relaxed.” He defended quickly.

“Ugh you can be so stubborn sometimes, you were under so much stress, it wasn’t fun to be around.”

In mere seconds, Tommy pinned Y/N under his body.

She squealed and tried to kick her legs while he was holding his weight on his arms to not crush her down.

“Oh let me show ya how much fun I can be.” He adviced with a smirk, grinding against her sweet body, changing completely the atmosphere.

“This is dangerous… and wild.”

Apart from the cottage and the very few villages at the other side of the lake, they were practically on their own.

“No one is around.” He answered playfully looking from left to right, attacking Y/N’s neck afterwards.

A wave of electricity ran through every nerve in her body. Deep down she knew this was a side of him that not all the people got to see, and it wasn’t really so frequent.

“But… you’ll have to be on top darling, I’m not getting any younger.” Tommy joked resuming his previous position.

“I don’t ever want to go back to the city.” Y/N murmured as they snuggled, loving their surroundings close to the cottage. “Look at you. Who would’ve thought you would end up enjoying this?”

“I’m a man full of surprises, love.”

His hand sneaked around her waist, bringing her body above his.

Y/N giggled, but let him pull her closer, Tommy loved that look on her as the sun about to go down shone through her.

“Oh Mr. Surprises I think we should rent this Airbnb more often.” She absolutely fell in love with the cottage and everything around it. It was small, cozy and had everything they needed.

Tommy cleared his throat. “Speaking of Airbnb…” he took in her beauty for an instant, “when we go back to the city, I’m planing to make an offer for the place.”

Y/N looked at him with shock written all over her face.

“What? Why?”

“Because I love how happy you look.”

Her smile grew and the space in her face wasn’t enough to hold it. “Tommy!”

He felt her smile against his lips as they kissed, but soon she moved away from his body to wrap a cardigan around her shoulders.

“And I also think it’s time you meet my son, Charlie… and the rest of my family.”

Before Y/N could answer something, Tommy continued. “I know we said we’d take it slow, but we’ve been dating for a while and you already know I’m deadly serious about this, why waste time?” He shuddered. “My sister specially has been very adamant to meet you.”

“Woah, you really want to make this official?”

Tommy nodded.

“I couldn’t feel more sure about us, since the moment I saw you walking into the restaurant that first time I thought shit, this is it, this is the one for me.”

“I’m so glad you sent that first message, I had decided earlier I’d give up looking and close the app.” Y/N ran her hands up and down his chest.

His knuckles caressing her cheek.

“Tell me about Charlie.” She asked. Eyelids half closed from his delicate touch.

And now it was his turn to smile because he absolutely knew she was the one.

***

A/N one of my friends just met her bf through a dating app and I’ve never seen her happier, so I got the inspiration from there! Kat I hope you never see this 😂🤣

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sgdlr-asdfghjkl · 28 days

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Link Click Musical update 153

(Qiang Dongyue's birthday and Cai Qi's concert tangent)

Covering these (crossed out one done in update 152) 🌟

As always, check Encore Musical's weibo for Qiang Dongyue's birthday clip, she does a lil dance 🥳

Links to videos in replies: Cai Qi's performance of 'What Time Taught Me' (时光教会我的).

March 30th, noon: Ding Xingchen, Wu Yihan, Cai Lu

They are so criminally underrated that I only found 2 clips and a few photos from a Cai Lu's fan from this day 😔

Thankfully, lots of cute Ding Xingchen stage door photos 😊 Good to see him back in a good health :>

March 31st, noon: Cai Qi, Wang Minhui, Qian Anqi

On the occasion of cq&wmh lineup I'd like to do a tangent about Cai Qi's personal concert event 'Another me in the world' on March 29th.

As for Link Click references, Cai Qi sings 'What Time Taught Me', a song from lc s1 (⬆in the outfit above, yes) 🌟

Guest actors, Cai Qi's friends, were promoting plays they performed in together with cq (忘忧世界/Forgotten World, 遗愿清单/Bucket List, 杨戬/Yang Jian). There are Zhang Zhihan (he did 'Dive Back in time' song and tuttng cover!) and Shen Shuai (androgynous dance king) from Forgotten World (I love this play, ok?), Wang Minhui from like 10+ plays he did together with Cai Qi etc. And they performed separately or in a group as Cai Qi's 'clones' (he calls them that).

I'm explaining this very poorly, so listen, here's the concert's tag #蔡淇平行世界个人音乐会# search it on weibo for videos (wmh or cq tags will do too). They do a mf kpop dance break and Wang Minhui looks like a million dollars 100% of the time.

Also wmh at some point nags cq '[...] you will have to act with me the day after tomorrow.' (referencing lc musical).

Thanks @/bhd322418 on twt for telling me more about the concert 💖 tangent over ✨

When it comes to the actual lc stage, the actors' tags were flooded by concert stuff >< but I believe they had good old fun pinching each other and butchering rock paper scissors 😌

March 31st, night: Bai Zhuoming, Wu Yihan, Qian Dongyue

It was time for Qiang Dongyue's birthday celebration 🎉If you don't remember, that's her :>

I still have more Bai Zhuoming's photos I wanna share, but I have to save them for later :<

Bye bye <3

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Being Sakusa's Wife:

YN is Pregnant

Sakusa Kiyoomi featuring MSBY x Pregnant Female! Reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: Swearing, territorial Sakusa, unwanted touching

A/N: This is an anon request! I've been a certain mood lately so I've been writing alot of fluff vs angst. But never fear my period is approaching so the angst will be coming 😅

Congratulations YN 🎉 you've married into the MSBY family 🙌🏻

Or maybe we should send our condolences???

I mean you did marry Sakusa so like that's a plus right 😅

SIX FOOT FOUR INCH SAKUSA KIYOOMI

Please you probably put his height on your wedding invites 🤣

Anyways, you and Kiyoomi have been married a few years now and finally decided it was time to grow your little family 🥰

Anyways, alot of "practice" later and BOOM you're pregnant 🥳

Kiyoomi will probably be very neutral on his reaction

Literally don't expect much from him

but BUT he's excited on the inside ok!

Literally he thinks you are the absolute cutest when it comes to being pregnant

Like at first, he doesn't get it

You rub your stomach only like there's really not much of a distinguished bump there 🤨

He probably thinks it's a instinct thing or something

If you end up having morning sickness 😬 sorry YN he isn't much help

I mean, he's like a support from the sidelines, bringing you things to help calm your stomach or even googling home remedies

But he will not be right next to you holding your hair 🤚🏻 sorry love you are on your own there

However he will go to every single appointment with you

At first, they are kind of boring #hardfacts

You found out around 6 weeks, so the first one was more informative than anything and the second one wasn't anything exciting either....

UNTIL 👀 the doctor brought out the doppler

Now you are roughly 10-11 weeks now, and you're doctor suggests they try to find the heartbeat

Kiyoomi sits back as you pull your pants down and the doctor puts the doppler on your stomach

Then you hear it 🥺

The little "thud thud" of your sweet babies heartbeat

Now this is what gets Kiyoomi

Literally that little freaking heartbeat just solidifies something in him

He falls more in love with you and your baby

As you grow, he loves watching you put lotion on your expanding belly

"Kiyoomi do you think I look fat?"- You speaking the question no man ever wants to hear 😬

Kiyoomi rn 👉🏻😐😳

You turn to look at him

Kiyoomi 👉🏻😰 "babe you're pregnant with our baby, you look perfect"

You 👉🏻🥺 really?

Kiyoomi gets out of bed and comes behind you, hugging you and placing his big hands on your belly

"Babe I love you so much and you look fantastic! Thank you for growing our baby"- Kiyoomi

You 👉🏻🥺😭😭😭

Those darn hormones 😅

Anyways, the weeks go by and soon you and Kiyoomi find out you're having....

A.....

🥁 🥁 🥁

Baby BOY 👶🏻

You begin shopping and setting up the nursery

Kiyoomi is a huge help!

Mans does his research 👏🏻

Literally he will find the best car seat, best crib, best everything for his son

He also caters to you

Literally this man will book you pre-natal massages because you once said your back hurt 🤣

Now the unfortunate thing is that you did not really plan this pregnancy that well

You actually thought it would take you a while to get pregnant

But surprise! 🙃

So unfortunately, Kiyoomi is gone alot and at the gym most days preparing for the opening season

You are lucky enough to have a flexible schedule so you often visit your husband and bring him and the team lunch

You are about 33 weeks now

I know, MASSIVE timeskip but keep up 👏🏻

Anyways you waddle your adorable belly into the gym carrying food for an entire army

Or one very large Volleyball team 🤔

Meian sees you and immediately the man RUNS 🏃‍♂️ to help you

"God YN be careful!" He scolds

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♀️ hello to you too-

"Jesus YN smuggling a volleyball into practice or what?"- Inunaki jokes as you roll your eyes

"YN'S HERE!"- Hinata and Bokuto both scream, bouncing up to you as suddenly your husband blocks their path ✋🏻

"Touch my wife and I will give you both massive concussions," he growls as Hinata and Bokuto practically stop mid-air

You just shake your head as Atsumu comes up from besides you, extending his arm for a hug

You go to reciprocate said hug but Kiyoomi again blocks you

Mans cock blocks a Sumu hug 😐😑

"Kiyoomi!" You say from behind him as he glares at Sumu

"YN is carrying my child Atsumu, be careful!" He scolds as you just roll your eyes

Please YN he's so protective 😭

You go to set up the guys lunch as Kiyoomi literally hoovers over you

"YN maybe you should sit down, you've been standing alot," he says

You 👉🏻🙄

"I'm fine Kiyoomi! Plus the doctor said it's good for me to walk around. And this little boy has been kicking my ribs like crazy and the doctor said movement can put them to sleep!" You say smiling and ignoring your husband

After you finished, he will literally grab you and drag you to a chair, grabbing another one to put your feet under

"Kiyoomi! I said I'm ok!" You pout as he glares at you

"Babe you need to rest, I know you don't sleep good at night so I know you're exhausted!" He scolds

"Man Omi you don't let YN do anything fun," Atsumu teases as Kiyoomi glares at him

"I'm just being cautious!" he says ignoring Sumu like he always does 😅

After the teams break, you pack up and begin to ready yourself to leave

You are getting ready to walk out when you see a random woman standing at the door

You grab your bag, waddling over to her to see if she needs help

"Hello there, can I help you?" You ask politely

"Oh my, look at you! Such a gorgeous young lady and oh my, pregnant? You are absolutely glowing!" she gushes

You smile and nod, "thank you, it's my husband and my first baby!"

"Oh my! Look how big you are! You must be ready to pop anyday now!" She exclaimed

Now you still had no idea who this woman was, nor what she was doing in a random gymnasium

Like how odd 😅

You didn't particularly like people making comments about how big you were

Like 1) it's rude 2) you're growing a whole ass human!!!

Never make comments on anyone's size ok, it's common sense 🙄

Anyways, before you can respond, it happens

She extends her hand and it lands right on your stomach

You 👉🏻😳 ummm...

This was the first time some random person had touched your belly and honestly, it was weird to say the least 😬

Like it would be one thing for the person to ask but like who thinks it's a good idea to just touch someone's belly??

Again don't do this

"No no don't touch me there, this is my no no square!" 🙅‍♀️

Anyways, you are literally like 😳 🧍‍♀️

Poor yn doesn't know how to react honestly

Well it's a good thing your husband doesn't have that problem 🙃

"DO NOT TOUCH MY WIFE'S STOMACH"- he booms from beside you, grabbing the woman's hand off your stomach and removing it

"Oh my," she gasps as you snap from your shock 😳

"Ummm- this is MSBY's gym ma'am, if you need help finding something, the main office is down the hall," you say as the woman slowly backs away

Here eyes wide and scared as Kiyoomi looms over you

"Th-thank you miss and I apologize!" she said quickly walking away as Kiyoomi glares

"Are you ok YN?" He asks, turning to you

"Yeah I'm good just kind of shocked that just happened," you said, absently rubbing your belly

"I'm sorry that happened YN, but remember you can tell anyone you don't consent to them touching you," he said as you nodded

You turned to hug him, kissing him as your belly pressed between you both

You felt your son kick, Kiyoomi smiling down as he rubbed your stomach

"Dont kick me kid, you should have kicked that lady!" he chuckled as you laughed

Yeah he's a keeper YN 🥰

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