#I love how he's like 'huh... not sure I'm gonna like that' and then 'Mmmm feels good actually'

[m-ayo-o]

thinking of throat training with the jjk men…

18+ smut explicit fellatio - deepthroating : reader with varying experience. to those who have no gag reflex, this may not apply

Toji

What throat training? If you can't deepthroat he's not interested. If you said you could then you can.

“Baby, don't fuck about. I'm not sitting around here getting my dick sucked by some kitten–”

You choke on him one more time and you feel his hand on the back of your neck.

“Loosen your throat. Like you're yawning–” he pulls you in and you're amazed that it doesn't stop this time. You've done it before, but you were just struggling with his… girth.

“That's– more like it.”

He sinks past the barrier of your throat and finally gets what he wants. With tears littering your cheeks and your hair tugged into a ponytail he fucks your throat.

“Atta girl, keep breathin’- knew you could do it– looked hot choking on my dick though, maybe I should fuck around with less experienced girls more often, hm. Oh, you would like that? Uh huh? Can't talk with your throat stuffed, tell me later.”

Satoru

He was so good about this. Getting into a sexual relationship with Satoru Gojo was an experience. He's demanding, needy, impatient, but at the same time incredibly sweet and sensitive.

So of course he let you take your time with mastering deepthroating. You were pretty good to start with, and he's honestly taken back by your determination… since he's so long.

“Baby, ngh– th-that’s far enough– oh, oh my g–od!!”

You know he adores regular blowjobs– being sucked off and licked gets him perfectly dizzy, but you wanna make him see the fucking stars.

So you've been practising (with a dildo ofc you're not a cheater).

“H-how– how are you doing that, princess??”

You pull away for a big gasp of air–

“Wanted to learn– f’ you-”

You kiss his tip and take him back down all the way, earning his love drunk slurred reply.

“Goodgirl– o-oh- oh my f-fucking god uhhhuhh y-you’re so good at that babyyyy-!! Don’ stop don’ stop pl-pleease ‘mmmm gonna—!!!”

He cums so loud and so quick, you both get addicted.

Kento

Now this man, quite frankly, does not give a fuck if his sweet girl can get his dick down her throat or not. He's more concerned about what you'd like for brunch, what's your favourite champagne, or whether you're a morning person.

However, with your growing desire to impress him in the bedroom, after his skilled and passionate ministrations that have left you feeling cared for wholeheartedly, you decide to talk to him about it.

“You want to— what?”

He's amazed at first. A completely sweet and innocent girl like you, bringing this up with him? Sure, he's experienced it a couple of times before but he doesn't expect it. The idea of doing it with you got him hard on the spot, though.

“Ok, honey. You'll have to practise with your toothbrush, then we can slowly get bigger.”

It's a team effort, but within weeks your gag reflex is lessened and you're feeling more confident. You're ready to try it with him.

“Sweetie, go slow, n-no just be careful.”

He sits motionless on the edge of the bed with you between his knees. His hips are still, his hands are by his sides. Your throat is opening up for his tip and…

“Oh– sweet– fuck—!”

It's euphoric. Your stern and serious man is struggling to keep his mouth shut today.

“Mmm– honey y-you're too good to me, I love you so much, you know that? ‘n– y-you didn't have to do this– I, I can't believe you went to all that effort… for me.”

Says the man who goes down on you for an evening and calls it ‘foreplay’. It's all worth it, for him. You would do anything for him, not that he'd ask.

“O-ohhh sweetheart– you feel amazing–”

You're so satisfied with his unusually loud moaning- you'd like to do this very often.

Suguru

If you can do it, it's a bonus.

“Oh, you want to– ok, just t– woah–!! Take your time–”

You've already been practising for him. You wanted to surprise him.

“H-holy FUCK! Baby-baby ohhhooh sshhit—”

He's grabbing at the sheets, desperately trying to keep himself on this planet.

But you want him to lose it a little– you want to take his composure for a change.

You pull away briefly and tell him–

“Suguru, fuck my throat, ‘can take it–” and quickly swallow him down again, grabbing his hips.

He's fucking thrilled.

“Ok, ok sweetie, kneel down on the floor– yeah, now— uuuhhuhh– that's it, right there baby let me use that throat– yeah– ohmygoddd—!”

He is no longer the cool, calm and collected Suguru you know and love. He's losing it all for you; one hand fisting your hair, the other on the back of your neck, while his hips guide his cock up and down your throat.

It's an intense experience, to say the least, but when his orgasm takes him by surprise and you get this marathon sex god cumming down your throat, with sounds so pornographic you could cream on the spot? It's all worth it.

hcs | m.list

[j0eyj0rdis0n]

KINKTOBER DAY 7

VIRGINITY

"TICCI" TOBY

You and Toby had been dating for quite some time now. You'd gotten used to each other, you complimented each other, and everyone knew that this was something that was serious. Especially since you didn't throw him to the curb when he began to let his problems show.

But as the relationship continued on, you began to get nervous. Toby was a rather sexual guy, he had never gotten any as a teenager so he'd been using his adult years to get what he hadn't before. He'd been in and out of relationships, most of them ending when the girls couldn't handle his deeply engraved problems. That part wasn't the issue for you. It was that you had zero experience with sex or anything sexual at all for that matter. Shit you'd never even watched porn before! Never seen a dick either!

You were scared, scared you couldn't please him how he wanted, scared you wouldn't be enough, scared it would hurt, the works.

You'd tried to touch yourself one night, but when you couldn't get a pleasurable experience you quickly stopped and deemed it all as hopeless.

And of course... The inevitable day came...

"Babe! I-I was thinking... We've been together for a wh-while... I was hoping uh... May-maybe you'd wanna... Y'know...? Have sex?" He asked with sweet hope in his eyes.

Of course he didn't miss the way nervousness flashed through your eyes. You weren't... A virgin right...?

Shit he had completely forgotten to ask!

Wait... Was it weird to ask...?

"I- Uh..." You stumbled over what to say. Fuck you were nervous! "Sure! Tonight right?" You didn't even realize what you said before it was too late.

Fuck...

"S-sure! Tonight w-works great!" He smiled happily, giving you a soft kiss on your forehead before walking away.

The night soon came and the feeling of dread was overwhelming. You jumped when you felt Toby's hands on your waist.

"Shit! Don't scare me like that Toby!" You nervously laughed.

"I'm n-not scary!" He chuckled and scooped you up into his arms, bringing you to his room and placing you gently on the bed. "You ready?" He asked with a smile.

"Toby I don't know... I've never..." You covered your ever reddening face with your hands.

"You've never had s-sex huh? It's all good! We'll take st-stuff slow!" He slowly peeled your hands from your face and peppered you with sweet kisses.

His hands slowly worked up from your hips, bringing your shirt up with them to expose the soft skin of your torso. He brought his lips down to your soft flesh, kissing softly as he followed his hands upwards to your breasts. He looked up at you questioningly, his fingers teasing the clasp of your bra.

All it took was your nod and your bra was off in seconds. His skillful fingers worked at your nipples, earning little whimpers and whines as you felt heat pool between your thighs. When he took the other in his mouth you were like putty in his hands.

He'd never thought he'd see the day he'd take someone's first time. Especially someone he loved so dearly. But god the sweet noises you made and the way you squirmed under him had him hot in bothered in no time.

His tongue rolled over your nipple, his teeth lightly grazing your flesh causing a massive shudder to run down your body.

"Toby oh fuck-" You could barely get out words as you felt his hand trail down into your shorts. His fingers rubbing you gently through your thin panties.

"Mmmm... Soaked for m-me babe..." He muttered against your flesh, pushing aside your panties to let his index finger tease your virgin hole.

"Be nice- Please..." You moaned out, a twang of nervousness hitting you when you realized what was going to happen.

"M' gonna take g-good care of y-you." He licked a long stripe up between your breasts as he pushed his finger in. Your long moan was about enough to make him lose his mind. So worked up over one little finger? God he didn't even know if you'd be able to take his cock at all.

He worked slowly to stretch you out, adding another skillful finger in your tight cunt, scissoring you slowly. He could see the way your eyes rolled back, knowing you were close from only his fingers was a huge confidence boost to say the least.

Removing his fingers, he pulled your bottoms down, exposing all of you for him to see. You looked so stunningly beautiful, he couldn't even put it to words. You whined softly as the cold air hit your dripping core.

"I k-know love... Gonna make you feel real g-good in a sec." He mumbled as he threw off his jeans, pulling his shirt off to reveal his happy trail that led down to just what you wanted. Your hands grabbed at the waistband of his boxers. "Eager are we?" He smirked, letting you take off his boxers, his hard cock springing free.

He let you take a minute to look him over, his skinny boy abs practically made you drool. And his cock? Oh lord it was the biggest thing you'd seen! Well... You didn't really have anything to compare it to... But regardless you knew it would be a stretch to accommodate him.

"R-ready?" He asked softly, kissing your forehead gently and running his cock along your drooling slit, collecting all the slick he possibly could to make this as easy and painless as possible.

Your nod was just the conformation he needed, slowly pushing in, feeling the way you stretched around him. Your nails dug deep into his back, probably deep enough to draw blood... Thank god he couldn't feel pain. The only pain he felt was when he saw small tears drip down your face. It hurt him horribly to hurt you but he knew that it would all be made up for in a minute.

When he bottomed out he let you adjust slowly, waiting for another nod to let him know everything was fine. He worked you over slowly, kissing your neck and rubbing your clit to take away as much of the pain as he could.

"Such a good girl... Doing s-so good..." He praised breathlessly.

He'd never felt anyone as good as this. When your moans started up again he picked up the pace, letting you tug on his hair and scratch his back.

You felt so full... So fuzzy... So warm...

You didn't know what this feeling was but hell did you like it.

"Toby I feel funny..." You moaned out, worried about what would come of this feeling.

"Mmm... Y-you're gonna f-finish. Let it happen babe." He replied, continuing what he was doing just the way you seemed to like.

It was only moments later you felt a wave of euphoria wash over you, a moan ripping from your throat as you held onto Toby like you'd lose him if you let go. He fucked you gently through your heavy first orgasm, feeling his quickly approaching as well. He debated on pulling out... He really did! But fuck he couldn't get over the thought of calming you as his. He slumped over you as he came, letting hot ropes of cum fill you up.

When he finally pulled out, you felt so empty it was almost painful. But he absolutely adored the way his cum dripped out of you.

"Did so g-good for me babe! Was i-it a good first ti-time?" He asked, concern filling his eyes. He wanted to give you the best he could provide, and if tonight wasn't enough, he'd start again tomorrow.

"Perfect love, that was the best feeling ever." You pulled him to you with a smile, kissing him deeply and snuggling into his chest.

[makeyoumine69]

OMG this is my first time requesting ever, but i absolutely love your work, I've read all of the more than once

would you be able to do a patrickxsubmissive reader with some thigh riding, begging and crying??

Hello! Aww, thank you so much for all of your sweet words and your request, I hope you like it! 🖤🖤🖤

Your pitiful whimpering was the sweetest thing Patrick ever heard as you rubbed against his thigh, all exposed and so damn wet, while he was dressed in his Valentino suit, his pants getting damp with every move of your slit against them.

"Daddy, mmmm…Daddy, p-please! Can I c-cum?" Trembling, you begged him, your hands wrapped tightly around his shoulders as you hid yourself in the nape of his neck so he couldn't see your embarrassed face.

"Not yet, babydoll," Bateman smacked your ass before grabbing your buttocks and spreading them apart. "Such a needy slut, you should see yourself."

"Ahh!" you moaned loudly into his ear, leaving him no choice but to slap your butt again, forcing your whole body to tense like a spring. "I'm s-so close, a-aww! It hurts, Daddy!"

"Ask me nicely, girl," he chuckled, looping his brawny arms around your waist, forcing you to speed up and increase the friction. "Fuck, what a mess you made! Your little pussy is begging to be fucked really hard!"

"Ahh-please, please, please! I wanna cum, Daddy, mmm-please!"

Damn, every time your oversensitive bud touched the expensive fabric of his pants, you literally saw stars, feeling all of your insides twitch in bliss as you balanced on the edge.

It was definitely some kind of torture.

"Shit, next time I'll film us for sure," Patrick admitted mockingly, tugging at your hair. "Are you gonna cry like a little whiny bitch if I don't let you cum, huh?"

"Mmmm, I'll d-do anything for you, Daddy!"

Gritting his teeth, Bateman squeezed your jaw hard, coaxing a breathless moan to break out from your lips. When he started to move his hips towards yours, you were on the verge of fainting, unable to control yourself from the intensity of stimulation.

"C'mon babygirl, soak my pants! Make them so fucking wet with your juices!" Patrick pulled you closer and groaned against your neck before painfully sucking on your tender skin.

"DADDY!" You almost bit your tongue as you sensed the walls of your womb begin to spasm around nothing.

With a dark grin on his perfect face, Bateman held you in his strong arms and watched as you reached your peak just by riding his thigh and this scene was absolutely mesmerising; the way you frowned and closed your eyes as you couldn't stop shaking. As much as he wanted to stick his finger inside your feverish cunt to feel how intensely you were clenching, Patrick stopped himself because he was about to fuck that tight little hole anyway.

[xomakara]

Talk Dirty to Me

SUMMARY |  You're needy and horny but your boyfriend Renjun is on tour. You both decide on phone sex and you're begging him to come home to you. PAIRINGS | Renjun/Fem!Reader GENRE |  filty, filthy smut, unprotected sex, dirty talk, fingering, phone sex, masturbation RATING |  Mature LENGTH |  2,214 words AUTHOR’S NOTE |  I am on a roll with these one shots. Enjoy!

“Renjun,” you said into the phone. You were talking to your boyfriend as he was on tour with the other members. “I miss you and I need you.”

He was in his dressing room when he heard your voice, and he really wanted to catch the next flight to Seoul to come back home to you. It was late and the stage lights made it hard for him to see who was calling, but he still picked up. He wanted to hear your voice and make sure you were okay.

“You know what I want, right?” you asked.

You waited a few moments before speaking again, taking your time and making him wait just as much as you needed to be touched by him. Your words held no hint of sleepiness or annoyance; they held the same longing for sex as his did.

“I love you so fucking much. But I also need you. And I can’t stand being apart from you. So…when are you getting back?”

The silence after your question hung heavily between you both. His voice cracked slightly.

“Tomorrow,” he said.

“Okay, good. Good. Because I can’t wait anymore. Renjun, come fuck me, please.”

He laughed quietly into the phone. "So phone sex, baby?"

"Uh huh." You sighed. "Are you alone right now?"

"Yeah, I just got back to my hotel room." Renjun said. "I got lucky to have my own room tonight."

"Mmmm, then talk dirty to me, Renjun." You said. "Make me cum over the phone."

"Baby…" he moaned into the phone. He stroked himself while imagining how you were riding him. "What do you want me to do to you? I can't wait to feel you underneath me, wrapping your legs around my waist, digging your nails into my skin. I'm gonna pound you, baby, you're gonna beg me to stop."

You pressed your hand against your stomach as he spoke. You felt yourself tighten at the thought of him inside you.

"Tell me you want me," he said. "Say it out loud, baby."

Your breathing increased and your breasts hardened, nipples stretching taut against your blouse.

"Yes," you whispered, moaning into the phone. "Oh god, yes, I need you."

"Tell me you want me to touch you, baby." Renjun's voice went soft.

You whimpered and clutched the phone tighter, trembling.

"Touch yourself for me," he said, his voice rough. "Show me what you want me to do to you."

His command gave you new strength. With your free hand, you slid down the zipper of your skirt and pulled it down slowly. You fumbled with the button on your blouse until finally, one fell open.

Your heart raced as your fingertips caressed the bare skin of your thighs. They traveled further and you spread your legs wider as your breath became more ragged. Your pussy throbbed with excitement. It ached for Renjun's touch.

Your fingers moved quickly over your body, feeling every inch of it. Every sense came alive, your mouth tasting like honey and sweat, your ears straining to hear his every word.

"Tell me you love my dick," Renjun groaned. "Are you wet?"

"Oh god," you gasped, your hips rising involuntarily. "Just hearing you say those words makes me wetter than I've ever been."

"Tell me you need my dick, baby. Tell me what you want to do to me. Let me know how badly you need me."

His words only encouraged you more. You reached your fingers beneath your panties and slipped them aside. Your swollen lips opened slightly, begging for Renjun's attention. Your clitoris swelled beneath the fabric of your cotton underwear. As soon as your hand touched your soaked flesh, you moaned loudly into the phone.

"Fuck, Renjun," you cried. "I need your cock. I want you to fuck me hard, fill me up. Please, fuck me."

As soon as you finished your sentence, your legs tightened together. You came almost immediately, grinding your crotch against your hand. You clung to the phone and ground yourself against it, willing yourself to continue to orgasm even though your orgasm had subsided. You didn't want this call to end yet, and you weren't ready to give up.

"Good girl," Renjun moaned. "Don't worry, you'll get your fucking reward soon enough. Wait for me, baby."

His words sent another wave of pleasure through you, and you felt yourself clenching again. This time you would make sure you wouldn't be able to stop. This time, you'd hold onto the pleasure long enough to make Renjun feel guilty if he tried to leave without giving you everything you wanted.

"Do you want to ask me for something?"

"I need you to come home, please." You panted. "Now."

He laughed softly. "But I told you I wasn't leaving yet."

"Please, I really need you here," you begged. "I don't care about anything else right now. Come home and fuck me."

There was silence on the other end. Renjun waited patiently for you to finish.

Finally, he chuckled.

"Patience baby," he said. "I'll be home tomorrow morning."

The sound came through the phone like music to your ears. The promise of his arrival echoed in your head. It was all you could think about as you drifted off to sleep, thinking of the first thing he'd do when he saw you, knowing that it would make you smile. Knowing that he would take you in his arms and kiss you until you forgot everything else existed.

"Goodnight, baby," Renjun said. "Love you."

"I love you too," you whispered into the phone, closing your eyes and smiling as you pictured him kissing you gently on the lips.

When he arrived home the next day, you were waiting for him, naked in bed. Your fingers lightly traced the lines of your body. You were ready to welcome him with your naked body, just as you always did. Just like he knew you would be.

"Renjun," you murmured.

He walked towards the bed slowly. There was a new confidence in his step that hadn't been there before. The knowledge that he would be staying with you for longer than usual brought him joy and peace. That was all he could think about as he stood over you, staring at your beauty lying there.

"Renjun," you repeated, touching his face with your hands.

"Baby, I'm home." He smiled. "And I'm not going anywhere."

"God, I missed you," you breathed, gazing into his eyes.

He bent down and kissed you gently on the lips. You felt yourself relax and your arms wrap around his neck.

"I've been thinking about you all night," he murmured into your ear. "All day."

"Me too," you whispered, pressing your cheek against his chest.

"Let's go to bed, baby." He smiled.

"I need you."

You helped him remove his clothes. Both of you were eager to be joined together once again, skin to skin, bodies intertwined. You'd been thinking about this moment for so long, and now that it was finally happening, you couldn't keep the smile from spreading across your face.

Renjun climbed into bed and pulled you close to him. His erection pushed into you gently.

"I missed you, babe." He said. "I really missed you."

"I missed you too." You squeezed him tightly.

He wrapped his arms around you and kissed you tenderly. You rolled onto your side and pressed your body against his. He continued to stroke you and kissed your neck, the curve of your shoulder. When he reached your breast, you parted your legs slightly and rubbed against him. You let your fingers play with his hair as he gently kissed your collarbone.

After a while, he lay on top of you, kissing your face softly and running his fingers over your smooth skin.

"Can I tell you a secret?" he whispered.

"Of course," you said.

"I've been having fantasies about you all day. Fantasies about you, sucking me off, swallowing my load, letting me watch you swallow my cum."

"Ohhh," you moaned, gripping the sheets beneath you. "Is that so?"

"You look so beautiful when you suck my dick," he said, running his hand down your body.

"Hmm." You stroked his arm. "That sounds very hot."

"It is," he said. "Seeing you take my dick in your mouth makes me so horny. Seeing your throat flexing as you gag, seeing you try to breathe. Oh, baby, it gets me so excited."

You shifted under him so you could touch his bare skin. His fingers ran down your leg, tracing the curves of your thighs. Your skin shivered at his touch.

"What are you doing, baby?" he asked, leaning down to kiss your shoulder.

"Nothing," you said, grinning. "Talk dirty to me, Renjun."

He grinned and stared at your face for a moment. His expression turned serious.

"Babe," he began, "I wanna fuck you real bad."

You laughed softly. "I'm sure you do."

"Not nearly as much as you want me to fuck you."

"You're such a tease," you said, pushing his shoulders away from you.

He chuckled and looked down at you. Your eyes sparkled with mischief.

"Are you going to make me work for it?" he asked.

"Yes," you replied.

His smile grew wider. "Well then, are you ready to get fucked by your boyfriend?"

"You bet," you purred, sliding your hands up his chest and into his hair.

"If you're such a good girl," he said, slipping two fingers between your legs, "then maybe I'll make you cum."

He thrust his fingers inside of you, eliciting a gasp from you.

"Ohh, baby, I love making you moan." He growled.

"You have no idea how bad I want to fuck you." He slipped his fingers out of you and leaned down to nibble on your nipple.

"Oh god," you moaned, moving your hips against him. "You can do whatever you want to me."

"Yeah? What would you like me to do to you?"

You smiled. You wanted him to eat your pussy, but you also wanted him to show you how badly he wanted you. How desperate he was to fuck you.

"You know exactly what I want," you whispered. "Make me yours, Renjun."

His hands grabbed both of your ass cheeks, squeezing them roughly.

"Yes, ma'am," he said. "You will definitely be mine."

He lifted you onto his lap, pinning your hands above your head. You struggled against him, unable to break free. Then, with a low groan, he drove himself into you. You gripped his forearms and threw your head back, closing your eyes and enjoying the way he filled you. He fucked you hard, thrusting into you as fast and as deep as he could. You came hard, moaning as you did so.

He kept fucking you, continuing to drive himself deeper.

He buried his face in your neck, breathing deeply.

"So wet," he muttered. "Your pussy is soaking."

"Renjun, I-"

"Shh," he said. "Let me hear you."

"I..." You swallowed. "...love...you..."

He continued to pound into you, slowly building up speed. His thrusts became faster, harder, sending ripples of pleasure through you. With each thrust, you felt more satisfied. More fulfilled. More loved.

He came suddenly, filling you with his seed.

"Ahhhh," you moaned. "I love you, Renjun."

"Say it again," he grunted, driving into you once more.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and wrapped your arms around his neck.

"I love you, Renjun."

"Fuck yes," he gasped. "I love you so much."

He kept fucking you until you started to get tired.

"Cum with me, babe," he whispered. "Cum with me one last time."

"Renjun," you gasped. "I love you. I love you."

You felt him pulsating inside of you. He fell over you, still holding you tightly in his arms. You hugged him tightly, letting your breasts press against his chest. His breath was hot on your face. You could feel his heart beating quickly against your cheek. His lips brushed against your forehead.

"I love you, Renjun," you whispered. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, babe." He whispered back.

He held you tightly for a while, whispering into your hair, telling you things that only you needed to hear. Things that made you feel warm and happy and safe. Things that let you forget all the stress that had been piling up since you'd met Renjun. For a few moments, nothing else existed. No worries. No problems. Just you and Renjun, entwined in each other's arms.

You never wanted this moment to end.

[coryothesub]

Can you do a Snowjanus smut where Coryo is being a brat and Sejanus puts him in his place, pretty please 🥺

Dommy Sejanus is so damn hot sjfislaidjsdfh thank you so much for the ask I guess you can tell that I really enjoyed writing this (always down for sejanus/snowjanus asks btw)

nsfw / mdni / sub!coryo / dom!sejanus

“You're not gonna tell me how to feel just because you're some fine looking district boy. You're still just a district boy, Sejanus!” Coriolanus gave his friend a spiteful look as they walked into an empty room after the reaping ceremony.

Coriolanus had enough on his plate already, not getting the Plinth prize and being assigned to mentor that crazy singing girl was already enough to make him frustrated. And the last thing he needed was this spoiled rich boy moralizing about the cruel nature of the hunger games for the millionth time.

Sejanus was caught off guard by Coryo calling him fine looking during a fight, what did it mean? It sounded so bold and challenging, almost flirty.

“Just go back to your daddy and cry about your impossible hardships, I'm sure he will find a way to bail you out of this just to stop your endless whining,” Coriolanus continued to push his buttons, he was clearly testing his limits.

“Shut up Coriolanus!” Sejanus clenched his fists. He was not having any of this.

“Why don't you make me then!?” The blonde man was now dangerously close, giving Sejanus an arrogant look as he could literally feel his hot breath on his face. 

Okay, either he was truly delusional or were there indeed some sexual undertones.

A cocky smirk appeared on Coriolanus's face, he was clearly throwing down a challenge.

In a split second Sejanus grabbed Coriolanus by the hair and pushed him down on his knees, shoving his face towards his crotch. To his surprise, Coryo didn't even try to put up a fight, Sejanus's heartbeat raised as he felt Coryo's hot breath through the thin fabric of his pants as the blonde boy was fighting for air under his firm grip.

When finally let go, Coryo's face was flushed and his chest heaving. He looked up at Sejanus and he seemed unusually pliant and willing. Sejanus finally connected the dots in his brain.

“You like this, huh?”

Coryo licked his lips in reply. He was so responsive towards his friend’s dominant behavior.

Sejanus unzipped his pants and took out his half hard cock. It was handsome, thick and veiny. Coriolanus felt saliva pooling up in his mouth at the sight alone.

Sejanus chuckled softly, noticing the pure lust in his friend’s eyes.

“So you’ve been such an asshole because you wanted this all along…”

Coryo realized he was far past the point of pretending so he just nodded faintly. Eager to have a taste of the dark haired boy’s cock he moved closer, but Sejanus pushed him away. A devilish smirk appeared on his face.

“Beg for it!”

“Please Sej,” Coryo looked up at him, batting his eyes innocently. “I need to suck your cock.”

“Good boy!”

Sejanus was still grinning, he gave Coryo a few dickslaps and teased him, brushing his tip against the blonde's lovely pink lips.

“God you look so pretty like this, now take it!”

Coryo started sucking avidly, it was his first time sucking off a guy, but Sejanus just seemed to fit so perfectly in his mouth.

He closed his eyes and found his own cock, wrapping his hand around it.

“Nuh-uh, keep your hands to yourself! Don't remember allowing you to touch yourself…” 

Sejanus's voice was now low and husky, his words went straight to Coryo's cock and the poor boy whined around his friends dick. He almost couldn't believe Sejanus could be this cruel.

“If you want to cum, better be good!” Sejanus kept teasing.

Coryo kept quiet since his mouth was full of cock, he flattened his tongue and hollowed his cheeks, bobbing his head up and down just like he had seen in adult movies.

“Mmmm…” Sejanus cooed. “Look at you, Capitol boy, sucking district cock so nicely. Such a slut for me huh…”

Coryo's felt his cheeks filling with red, this was so humiliating. But somehow he liked it so much. He looked up at Sejanus, his pink lips swollen and eyes fluttering.

“Such a pretty little whore,” Sejanus praised him, letting his fingers wander in Coryo's blonde curls.

He thrusted his hips forwards, making Coryo's body tremble as he gagged around Sejanus's thick member. He was so achingly hard now, yet he didn't dare to disobey his friend.

Holding Coryo's head in place, Sejanus started thrusting his hips back and forth, fucking Coriolanus's throat. Gobbling sounds filled the room as Coryo tried to hold steady, feeling his friend's tip hitting the back of his throat.

Sejanus saw small streams of saliva dripping down from the corners of Coriolanus’s mouth as the blonde man's eyes were welling up with tears, but it made him even more vicious in his burning wish to show that hot little Capitol brat his true place.

He fucked Coryo's face relentlessly overwhelmed by the feeling of the blonde's warm wet mouth bringing him closer to the edge.

“Oh fuck Coryo, such a good…” the sentence was cut off by a deep groan as Sejanus came hard, thick ropes of cum shooting down Coryo's swollen throat.

“You did good Coriolanus, so good,” Sejanus gently wiped tears off Coryo's cheek as the blonde boy was trying to steady his breath.

“Please, can I cum now, Sej?” Coryo pleaded looking down at his painfully hard member, his  voice sounded soft and broken from the relentless throat fuck session he had just experienced.

“Come here, baby!” Sejanus said gently as he helped Coryo back on his feet.

“Gonna make you cum now…”

He wrapped his big hand around his friend's cock, causing Coryo to let out a desperate moan. It took less than a minute of Sejanus jerking him off at a rapid pace, their lips pressed together in a passionate kiss.

Sejanus's tongue exploring his mouth combined with his firm grip around his throbbing cock pushed Coryo over the edge and he moaned against Sejanus's lips cumming hard and shooting out a stream of hot cum all over his friend's hand.

“You were being a fucking brat on purpose, weren't you?” Sejanus chuckled softly as they both were coming down from their heights.

“That is an information I can't disclose” Coriolanus replied flirtatiously.

“But I can promise you one thing, Plinth. It will happen again.”

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ace Trappola Bloom Birthday Voice Lines

When Summoned: I got my hat on, and my outfit's on point. Mmmm, I'm looking super gooood.

Summon Line: Oookay, let's party hard! Today's a special day that only comes once a year. It'd be a waste if we didn't celebrate like crazy, yeah?

Groooovy!!: I'ma go out and fly with style. You better keep your eye on just how gallant I'm gonna look, 'kay?

Home: Yaaay, the star is here!

Home Idle 1: I got a set of pins from my parents, and I super like the playing card design! I can't decide where to pin them.

Home Idle 2: I asked Floyd-senpai for a present, so he gave me a biscotti. It's tasty, but suuuper hard...!

Home Idle 3: In the cafeteria, Leona-senpai gave me a salad, but... Rather than a gift, isn't this more of him just dumping his leftovers on me?

Home Idle - Login: I've been waiting for this day! I'm totally gonna actively go out and tell everyone its my birthday. I wonder how many presents I'll get～

Home Idle - Groovy: I made plans for Epel to teach me some tricks to flying sometime soon. And with those skills, I'll become even cooler than before～

Home Tap 1: The red and white flowers decorating the broom kinda looks like the card soldiers that served the Queen of Hearts, don't it? I love the color red, so I super dig it.

Home Tap 2: Lilia-senpai sang me a birthday song in a super deep voice! Where was he even getting that voice from? That was hilarious.

Home Tap 3: Trein-sensei got real mad at me for doodling in class. I don't even get any special treatment on my birthday, huh. He doesn't ease up at all...

Home Tap 4: This outfit feels super unique 'cause it's got a cape. Kinda gets me a little hyped up.

Home Tap 5: Oh, so you noticed? I made sure to specifically set the angle of my hat this way. It really gives off a very different vibe, don't it～

Home Tap - Groovy: The whole point of birthdays is definitely the presents. So what did you get your dearest friend Ace-kun, then?

Duo: [ACE]: Epel, say a nice word for the birthday boy! [EPEL]: Happy Birthday, Ace-kun!

Birthday Login Message: You came to celebrate me? ...My birthday is tomorrow, y'know. Aren't you a bit early? ...Pfft, I totally gotcha! I'm just kidding. Did you get all panicky 'cause you thought you got the wrong date? Ahaha, my bad! Thanks for remembering my birthday.

Requested by Anonymous.

[candied-boys]

@stardazzler thank you so much for coming out of hiding to ask about Luke 😭 he's my bestest boi everrrrr

So I'll give you a summary of everything I can recall from the "My fiancee has turned into a kid and she's got me wrapped around her finger" event below the cut

So Luke walks in on a kid facing off with chevalier in a staring contest when suddenly she bursts out in tears.

Luke: "wtf bro? Whadya do to the kid?"

Chev: nothing. Hmph.

Luke: who are you and where'd you come from anyway?

Emma: I'm emma! And I dunno. I just woke up in the palace? Maybe this is a dream.

Luke: huh.. yeah a dream. Okay I can buy that. The fact that you look just like my gf and have the same name definitely has dream written all over it...

Luke: So what did the big meanie do, bb? What's wrong?

Emma: the book!

Luke: Book? What book?

Emma: I wanna see the book...

Chev: hands over book and walks away with a big hrmph.

Insert Clavis and Jin!!!

Clavis: is that Luke's secret love child?!

Jin: oh!!! Can we call him papa Luke now? I wanna be papa Jin 😎

Luke: oh fml.... Not these two... They are the absolute worst influence a kid could ever have!!!! Mr pranks and mr only-eats-candy. Oh no. They are not getting within an inch of this kid!!!

Luke: you see those two, bb emma?

Emma: yeah?

Luke: take a good look cuz if you ever see guys like that, RUN. got it?

Emma: Run. Got it. 🫡🫡🫡

Jin + clavis: 😰😰😰😰😰😰😰🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡😢😢😢😢😢😢🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

(Safely) Back at Luke's room...

Luke: so what's this book about anyway? *Reads cover* ECONOMICS?!?!

Emma: Will you read it to me 😍😍😍

Luke: wouldn't you rather I read you a nice story about a bear that loves honey or something??

Emma: no i wanna read that one!!!

Luke: why....

Emma: because it looks cool 😎

Luke: hoooboyyyy... Okay then...

Luke: so you see, you have to use the country's finances wisely. You can't just spend the money as you like.

Emma: oh!!! 😍😍😍😍 Why not?

Luke: well you see... I love honey. So I would spend all the money on building lots of shops that sell honey. What would happen then?

Emma: the city would be a mess of honey!! 😍😍😍

Luke: Yeah!!! Heaven for me, but what about the people who don't like honey? How would they feel?

Emma: oh I think they wouldn't like it 🥺

Luke: yup, that's why you have to think carefully about how to make everyone happy when spending money for the kingdom

Emma: wow you sure are smart, mister!! Like a Prince!!!! 😍😍😍😍

Mmmm i forget exactly what happens here but maybe he's like cuz I am a prince :p

Emma: OMG A REAL PRINCE?! LIKE THE KIND IN FAIRY TAILS!!!!

Luke: yup

Emma: I KNOW ALL ABOUT BEING A PRINCE 😍 THEY GO TO PARTIES!!!!!!!!!

Luke: oh yeah?

Emma: yeah yeah!!! And dance!!! And wear fancy clothes!!!!!!! 😍😍😍😍 I wanna go to a party and get dressed up!!!!!!!!

Luke: maybe when you're a bit bigger

Emma: like this big *stands on tippy toes*

Luke: more like this big *holds hand out to gf Emma's real height*

Emma: :((((((( I'll never be that tall

Luke: sure you will someday

Nokto: *pops in*

Luke: oh thank god it's only Nokto... He's not great with kids but at least he's no harm 😮‍💨

Nokto: yeah we gotta go buddy. Also what's with the brat?

Luke: dunno. She just showed up so I'm keeping her safe from the two troublemakers

Nokto: right then 🫤 welp, party isn't gonna wait for us. Let's go

Emma: A PARTYYY?!?!!! I WNANNA GOOOOO TOOOO 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💗💗💗

Luke: sorry bb, but you're missing the one thing you need in order to go to a party...

Emma: an invitation? 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Luke: yeah... An invitation 😢😢

Emma: 😥😥😥😥😥

Luke: hey emma, I gotta go to work now, but if you're a real good girl and stay right here, I'll do your hair up all pretty like you're going to a party, okay?

Emma: REALLY?! you promise, mister? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Luke: promise, and maybe I'll even be able to get you an invite to the next party.

Emma: 😍😍😍😍😍 okay I'll be a good girl and stay right here and read this book!!! *Climbs back on bed and looks at book in fascination*

Luke: there is absolutely no way she understands a word of that.. but oh well 乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•⁠_⁠•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ as long as she's entertained. Gotta ask the maids to keep an eye on her while I'm out tho...

Luke: *walking down the hall to the party* Leyla... :(

Nokto: you ok bud?

Luke: :/ meh

After Party.... Luke returns to his room to find EMMA IS MISSING!!!!!!!

*insert panicked Luke who finds emma in the kitchen with the two troublemakers*

Luke: *about to rawr at his brothers*

Emma: *sniffle sniffle* 😭😭😭

Clavis and Jin: Don't cry!!! We can make another batch!!! *Absolute panic* 😱😱😱😱😱😱

Luke: !!!!! 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 *Picks up emma and huggles her* the fuck?!?! What did you do to her!!!????

Clavis and Jin: NOTHING 😰😰😰😰😰 WE SWEAR!!!!

Luke: THEN WHY IS SHE CRYING?!!!!! 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

Emma: the cookies 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Luke: the cookies? What cookies bb? 😰😰

Emma: the cookies didn't turn out well!!!

Luke: we can get you more cookies bb. Anything you want!! Please don't cry 🥺🥺

Emma: noooo not the same!

Luke: 😰😰😰😰😡😡😡😡

Emma: because I wanted to make the cookies for you 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Luke: 😳😳😳😳🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

Clavis and Jin: told you we didn't do anything wrong 😮‍💨😮‍💨 we were just trying to help the kid out 🙄🙄🙄

Later when Emma falls asleep after the maids give her a nice bath 🫧

Luke: Hey Jin, is it wrong to forget or is it a good thing?

Jin: I think it means you're growing up. You're moving forward, so naturally things in the past get farther away. It's not a bad thing, just a fact of life.

Luke: I guess you're right... I feel bad that I thought of Emma first when I saw her and not Leyla... I guess that means I'm not trapped in the past anymore, but still...

I think it basically ends here and picks up in the epilogue, which I will translate tomorrow

🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

[elryuse]

Yandere Seo hyunjin x malereader

But the reader is ok with her being a yandere please

Love is Weird isn't it?

"Do you know why you're here Y/n"?

"I-i don't... C-can you please tell me what's going on.. ".

"Hmmm... Well to cut it short... You're here because my parents forced us to get married. Basically an arranged marriage".

"W-what... They never told me about this... Wtf".

"N-now calm down. If you want this shit to go smooth... Without nobody getting hurt. We have to do what they want".

"B-but I'm to young to get married.. I'm just 21".

"W-well... Like it or not... They already arranged this. There's nothing I, We can do... That's why I'm here so that we can get to know each other better".

" *sigh* There's no way for us to stop this isn't it ".

"I'm affraid no.. ".

"Aghhh alright then.. My name is Y/n...Lee Y/n".

"I'm hyunjin. Seo Hyunjin".

*timeskip*

"Alright come on now dear... They're waiting for us".

"On a sec".

After about a year or so dating Hyunjin. I'm definitely feeling closer to her. At least we can talk about something for our future. Even though we may not love each other yet. We're definitely getting there.

"W-`wow you're dress is amazing Noona".

"Hmm you like it"?

"Yes.. It suit you're body type".

"Well thank you Y/n".

"Anyway shall we"?

"Hehe let's go".

*timeskip*

"For the second time.. I already said it Hyunjin.. She's nobody".

"Then why are you so close to her... Everytime I see you and her, you're always close with her... Eating and laughing about something... Can't you do that with me"?

"Hyunjin.. Why are you so jealous... About her".

"HOW CAN I NOT BE JEALOUS.. I'M YOUR FUCKING WIFE".

"Hyunjin... She's my manager.. Of course she'll be with me 24/7".

"Well I don't like her. And I'll do something about it".

"Noona please don't kill her again.. It's already the second time.. Aghh.. Just Change my manager to a guy or something".

"No".

"N-no? Son you're gonna kill a human again? Are you crazy".

"Why do you care about her so much if she's just a manager to you".

"She's my freaking manager... Without her I can't do my work properly".

"....... I don't like her Y/n. I'm gonna kill her wether you like it or not".

*timeskip*

"Aghhh.... Aghh... Stop... Please... I'm just his manager unnie... I don't love him.. Please... Aghh".

"Do you know what you're doing? You're ruining my FUCKING relationship with him. He was such a loving person back then.. But then his first manager made a move on him. I hate that".

"Mhmmm mmm p-please no... Why are you bringing that knife unnie... Unnie... Unnie please".

"Girl's like you should have rotten in hell.... And I'm gonna take you straight down there".

"Noo... No.. Aghh ahhhh".

"Noona stop this... Are you crazy".

"Y-y/n"?

"What the fuck are you thinking.. ".

"Hahahah ahahahha... I just wanted to be loved by you... We are a couple right... I just want you to focus on me... *sobs* ".

"Hyunjin... I love you... And I always do... But this is my job.. It doesn't mean that I don't care about you... It's because I care about you, that I need to make sure I have a proper job that can make us happy".

" *sobs* Y-you mean that"?

"Of course.... I'm you're husband right"?

"Y-yea".

"Alright let's continue this back home.. Release Suzy now".

"Can't we just kill her"?

"Huh... Are you forgetting something"?

"I-i just don't like her".

"Aghh....".

"Please.... ".

"Ah fuck it... Make it quick".

" *muffled sound* mjmmm mmmm".

[tfwriting]

What's Wap :: Bumblebee x Human! GN! Reader Rating: T Summary: Bumblebee is Curious about a song Miko was talking about, so he asks the Reader what was it. But he didn't expect an answer. Words: 851

You were a 17 year old girl. Who had witnessed the autobots fighting and you were promptly taken to a base. With 3 other kids who have been in the same boat as you.

You got to know everyone. But things seemed weird today, you stayed over the night since the others couldn't. You were sitting on the couch watching Ratchet work on his computer. You were bored. Occasionally, you often doze off but you decided to bring your phone out before the groundbridge opened. Arcee, Bumblebee, and Bulkhead came back Bumblebee sat down next to you as the couch sank from the added weight.

"Hi BB. What's up?" You asked.

::(Y/n), I have a question.:: Bumblebee said.

Oh yeah, that's right. You know what Bee can say as well as Raf.

"What is it?" You asked the mech.

::This may sound weird to you because I asked Raf, Jack, Ms. June and Miko what it was but they all each were embarrassed...:: Bumblebee fumbled with his digits.

"Ah. Maybe I won't do it. You can tell me." You said.

::Are you sure you won't get flustered like them?::

"Can't make promises, but sure." You said.

::...:

Bee hesitated but vented in.

:...What's a WAP?::

You froze, there's a silence you all know too well. This silence happened when you and Bee will often fool around. The only sound that was heard was Ratchets clacking of his datapad.

"I-I'm sorry? I might've not heard you correctly. What did you say?" You asked.

::I asked what's a WAP?::

You wondered how Bee knew about it. He's the innocent and baby type.

"How did you know that word? Who taught you that?" You asked. Bee frowned he looked a little upset.

::...is it a bad word? Like what Optimus said to me when I cussed?:: He asked. You sighed.

"N-No... It's... It's... Hard to explain." You said. Ratchet froze and dropped his wrench.

"Who taught you that Bee?!" He asked.

::Miko...: He said.

"Oh frag. Optimus and Celestial are gonna lose it if they find out you know about WAV." He scoffs.

"The video format?" You asked.

"No. It's a cybertronian song sang by a cybertronian rapper." Ratchet sighs.

"Ah. So it's your version of our version." You said.

"What version?" He asked raising a optic bridge.

"WAP." You said. Ratchet just sighs and walks off.

You turned on your heels.

::(Y/n)? What is it?:: Bumblebee asked.

You tried to figure out how to change the words around. Waffles and Pancakes? Wings and Pizza? Wet Ass Perceptation? Anything but Wet Ass Pu--

::So?::

Crap, you forgot Bee was waiting for a response.

"I...it's Waffles and Pancakes." You said.

::Oh! Then my holoform loves WAP then!::

This didn't make you comfortable, considering that you knew what the actual meaning is.

::Mmmm I can't wait to eat some WAP! Hey, (Y/n) can you get syrup for the next time we eat your WAP? You're good at cooking the WAP. You can easily not make it soggy and wet like my sire.:: Bee said.

You were getting mad. "Bee... Please stop saying that." You said.

::Why?::

You couldn't tell him. Not at all. If you tell him he's gonna lose his innocence. You didn't know what WAV was (other than the fact it's a video format). But judging by Ratchets anger. It can't be innocent as WAP.

::Why can't I say it (N/n)? You said it was food.:: Bee said.

"It's... Not food be... It's a song... And it's not... Appropriate for you." You said.

::Oh. Kinda like WAV?::

You snapped your neck. "How did you know WAV?!" You whispered shouted so Ratchet can't hear you both.

::From the top make it drop, that's some Wet Aft Valve. Bring a Bucket and a mop for this Wet Aft Valve I'm talking WAV WAV WAV. That's some Wet Aft Valve. Energon in a cup that's some Wet Aft Valve. Huh.:: Bumblebee sang. Surprisingly it isn't all too far from your version.

::There's some glitches in this base. I said certified Con, Autobot Fighter a week, Wet Aft Valve. Make that Pullout game weak! Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah... Yeah you fragging with some Wet Aft Valve. Bring a Bucket and a mop for this Wet Aft Valve. Give me everything you got for this Wet Aft Valve.... Beat it up Glitch catch a charge. Extra Large and Extra Hard put this Valve right in your face swipe your nose like a credit card. Hop on top I wanna ride. I do a kegel while it's inside... This Valve is wet come take a dive...::

Bumblebee was really singing that. Ratchet looked in surprise.

"Bumblebee Orion "Sunstar" Pax! (Full cybertronian name. Yes Optimus and Celestial decided to name him after Optimus' old name so shush. Also Sunstar is his other name.) Where DID you learn that language?!"

Bumblebee went silent and pretended like he didn't hear Ratchet. Luckily you didn't tell him what WAP was.

[hulijingemperor2]

A-Qing: *in her room, then some maids came in with clothes and hairpins* greetings Miss Qing.

A-Qing: *looks behind her* w....who's Miss Qing.....? Is it me?

Yes Miss Qing. Anyways, I'm Xiao Wei.

Dianxia had sent us to you. He got you outfits and hairpins, whereas Huangdi sent another outfit and spending money.

A-Qing: do they think I'm poor?

Xiao Wei: *laughing* no silly. It's a friendly gesture. It shows that they're happy that you're here and they're very fond of you. See, your guardian is one of the imperial officials and a part of team dimple. Isn't it obvious that the two will favor you.

A-Qing: ahh, I understand. I'll wear one of the outfits then. And tell them thank you for me.

Yes Madam.

A-Qing: stop it! Call me A-Qing. It makes me feel old.

Xiao Wei: how about Lady?

A-Qing: i can swallow three balls of tanghulus at one time. What part of me is a lady

*looks down* Don't answer that question.

Xiao wei: Qing meimei!!

A-Qing: sure sure. I'll be your Meimei. Well I am cute anyways.

Xiao Wei: Qing Guniang. I mean Qing meimei, how do you manage to swallow all those tanghulus at one time?

A-Qing: I think it's a survival instinct. You see, I have xue yang to tackle.

Xiao wei: *laughing* ahahaha, I heard that official Xue owns all the candy shops across the empire.

A-Qing: wow! Why is Yao Huangdi pampering that guy. *pouts*

Xiao wei: Huangdi loves his team dimple a lot.

He made official Su the chief cultivator, and made official Mo the Ceo of cosmetic stores and departments that sell imported products.

A-Qing: oooo. What did Rusong get then? *blush* as you can tell, I'm really fond of Rusong.

Xiao wei: *confused* uh...Rusong Dianxia is Dianxia. He has an empire, meimei.

A-Qing: oh. Sometimes I forget.

Xiao wei: it's ok. Shall we take your leave, or do you need anything else

A-Qing: yea yea, leave me.

A-Qing: huh, rich gege give me a staff of maids. He must be really really rich.

Aiya, I keep forgetting that he's Dianxia. Hahahahaha.

Let me see what him and Jiggy gave me.

A-Qing: hmmm, six outfits. Not bad.

And the silk is soooo soft. Omg, is this what it's like to be aristocratic. I wonder if I can sprint and climb in these without it ripping.

Hairpins! Aww Hairpins from Rusong.

And matching hair ribbons.

Now where's my spending money.

Waw 4000 silver taels. I'm gonna die! You know how much food I can buy with that!

Rich gege and Jiggy are filthy rich, aren't they.

But wait? How do they know my size?

A-Qing: xue yang!!!

Another attendant entered: Miss Qing, I'm your tailor. If the clothes doesn't fit then I'll make some adjustments.

A-Qing: how fancy.

Yea Miss Qing, I'm sent by Huangdi.

A-Qing: ohhh.

~~

Next day~~

A-Qing: *lying on her bed while looking at her spending money* so shiny, ahh. It would break my heart to spend it all, and what if Jiggy is going to give me another allowance. I can save and become the richest girl in the world.

Then what would I use as my spending money?

*looks at hairpin. What if I pawn one of the hairpins. It's real gold and emeralds after all.

Heheheheheehe.

Some hours after pawning one of the hair accessory~

A-Qing: *sneaking back into her room* I'm gonna be a millionaire, gonna be a millionaire.

Xiao wei: Meimei.

A-Qing: *startled* oh, Yea hi, Xiao wei! Don't startle me!

Xiao wei: where were you?

A-Qing: went for a walk! What do you want?

Xiao wei: oh great, was just looking for you. Huangdi has invited you to have tea and lunch with him in his leisure hall.

A-Qing: will Rusong be there?

Xiao Wei: yes Meimei, of course he will.

Along with team D.

A-Qing: awww I'll be there! And I'll wear one of my outfits that Rusong gave me.

Xiao wei: that would be lovely. Please don't be late.

A-Qing: why?

Xiao wei: it might look rude, Meimei. As if you turned down Huangdi's invitation.

A-Qing: have you seen Jiggy! The guy will laugh it off.

Xiao wei: yes, he's slow to anger. But you should be polite.

A-Qing: mmmm ok. Jiejie.

~~~

Later on~~

A-Qing: Jiggy hiii!!

Hi xue yang.

Yao: how are you, A-qing?

A-Qing: I'm good.

Rusong: *blushing* ( she's wearing the outfit I gifted her.)

Xue yang: kid, what's this? You look like a girl!

A-Qing; shut up. And thanks for the compliment.

Mo xuanyu: yangyang, don't tease her like that.

Su she: elegant.

Rusong: you look stunning, Xiao Qing.

A-Qing: thanks rich gege and team D! Except for xue yang.

Xue yang: I take back my compliment then!

Rusong: where's your haipin?

A-Qing: *mouth full* pawned it.

Yao: *astounded*

Rusong: ohh. Why for? Didn't you like it?

A-Qing: yea, but I got so many and I need to get money.

I'm saving all of Jiggy's money, so that I can be the richest. Even richer than you.

Rusong: I see. *smile*

*sighs* at least you're honest.

Yao: *looks at Song'er, understanding his feelings*

A-Qing: rich gege! Can you pass the osmanthous cakes?!

Rusong: *friendly* here you go. You like osmanthous cakes?

A-Qing: yea! Mmmm. Rich gege your palace food is the best!

*slurps noodles as well*

Rusong: *jokingly* Xiao Qing? Did you pawn my coat as well?

A-qing: nooo don't worry, rich gege. I used it as a pillow last night!!

Mo xuanyu: *gasps* coat?!!!!!

Xue yang: used as a pillow last night Omg!!!!

Su she: stop teasing Song'er and A-qing.

Xue yang: I know that you do that with Jiggy's robes, Minshan! I have your files!

Su she: shhhh.

Rusong: excellent Xiao qing. And a disclaimer to team D. She was feeling cold, so I gave it to her just to warm up.

Yao: *pats his head lovingly* that's my son. A true Dianxia.

Su she: awwww what a gentleman!

Mo xuanyu: our adorable A-Song!!! He grew into an ideal young Dianxia.

Xue yang: if you kissed her then she'll feel more warm.

Anyways good job, Song'er.

Rusong: *smiling nervously*

A-qing: *continuing her lunch* ah some good food!! Top tier!

Rusong: I'm so happy you enjoy the food!

A-Die, last night I showed A-qing the garden and teahouse. And we talked for a bit.

Yao: aww that's so cute.

Xue yang: Qingqing was getting railed by a fox spirit wowwww. This girl got some game, like her guardian.

A-qing: stop being gross!!

Su she: nah, these two won't do that. I believe they just spent time.

Mo xuanyu: yea xue yang.

Xue yang: they are the second generation xueyao. Of course they're secretly mischievous.

Mo xuanyu: lol.

Rusong: nothing happened, team D.

Yao: A-qing, do you like martial arts?

A-Qing: yea! I do. Xue yang and white gege taught me a lot of martial skills!

When I get older, I want to be a general!! I'm gonna fight these mfs who come near my family! And Rusong too.

Yao: that's such a sweet career. I wish you good luck.

Su she: maybe I can teach you a few things as well, A-Qing.

A-Qing: sure Minshan!!! That will be so fun!

Rusong: (maybe I can get her something to help her with martial arts.)

A-Qing: *blows tea and chugs it*

Rusong: do you want some more?

A-Qing: yea! Rich gege!

Mo xuanyu: A-Qing, omg who did your makeup?

A-Qing: I'm not wearing any.

Mo xuanyu: ohh. You got natural beauty then.

Xue yang: she got that from me.

A-Qing;: the only thing I got from you is a migraine.

Xue yang: A-Qing!! It was Songlan.

He gave me the migraine and I gave it to you.

Mo xuanyu: migraines aren't contagious.

Xue yang: who's side are you on?!!!

Su she: can they be inherited?

Xue yang: exactly. She got it from me, but I developed it from Songlan.

A-Qing: ew.

Yao: guangshan gives me a migraine.

Mo xuanyu: poor Yao gege. At least you're now the hulijing emperor.

Su she: that reigns and slays!

A-Qing: *shocked* you're the hulijing emperor????

Yao: well yes, A-qing.

A-Qing: right right right. Sometimes I forget. And rich gege is so charming that my ears and mind get clogged.

Yao: *laughing* haha, well my Song'er is definitely charming.

A-Qing: Yea.

Yao: why don't you two take a walk through the halls, or maybe visit the study.

A-Qing: that would be fun!!

Rusong: sure! I'll show her around.

A-Qing: sounds like a plan, rich gege!

Rusong: *smile*

~~~

After lunch......

A-Qing: *goes back to her room*

She glares at Rusong's coat which was underneath her pillow.

A-Qing: Rich gege has a sense of fashion. These golden patterns are very beautiful.

*touches* and the fabric is so silky.

I don't think he won't mind me keeping it for a while. Heehee.

Ah let me get ready. *sits and decides to use makeup*

A-Qing: *confused*

Uhh....Xiao wei!

Xiao wei: *running in* yea meimei.

A-Qing: mo xuanyu had gifted me a makeup set and I don't know the lipstick from the eyeshadow. And what is this black ink? Am I supposed to sign something with that! I can't write Xiao wei.

Xiao wei: oh meimei, relax. That's eyeliner. This is the eye shadow here, or the huadian. Also here's the lipstick.

A-Qing: thank you!

You know mo xuanyu is soo sweet, sending me these things.

Xiao wei: let me do it for you, meimei.

A-Qing: sure.

Xiao wei: what if Dianxia sent it for you.

A-Qing: uhhh rich gege!! I don't know what I would do. *blush*

Xiao wei: aww, why are you so flustered.

A-Qing: oho I can never by flustered by your Dianxia. Hmpf! I'm not one of those girls who fall for his cute little dimples, his big brown eyes and his pleasant regal nature.

Xiao wei: quite descriptive.

A-Qing: just do my makeup. *annoyed*

Some minutes later.....

Xiao wei: done!!

A-Qing: waww, look at me. You're really gifted.

Xiao wei: thank you. We're all trained by official Mo anyways.

A-Qing: ah.

Mo xuanyu is so glamorous lol.

Xiao wei: yea. He has a passion for makeup.

Anyways meimei, I got to go finish something up. Have fun on your date.

A-Qing: what date?!!! I'm just going to chat with rich gege! That's all. And I want to look decent in front of him, as he's Dianxia and all.

Xiao wei: hehehe, why are you explaining. I was just teasing you.

A-Qing: *blushing*

Xiao wei: anyways. Got to go, meimei.

.

A-Qing: date. *rolls eyes*

Xue yang: *entering* ohh what's this stuff on your face.

A-Qing: makeup, xue yang!!

Xue yang: oh, I thought that you got hit by something. Anyways, you look great, kid!

A-Qing: why are you here?

Xue yang: cuz this is team dimple's Mansion. And I'm your guardian, heehee.

So you're going to take a tour with the hulijing prince, huh. *grins*

A-Qing: yes. But I'm not a simp like you.

Xue yang: you don't need to simp. Cuz you bagged him already.

A-Qing: stop it.

Xue yang: are you nervous?

A-Qing: no!

Xue yang: *pokes* tell me the truth.

A-Qing: why are you teasing me! Don't you have an emperor to drool over! Or some tongue tea to make.

Xue yang: A-Qing. Come on. I would find out by any means.

A-Qing: fine!

His gestures and little dimples are cute. Is that what you want to hear?

Xue yang: yup! *runs out* bye!!!

A-Qing: so random.

He better not tell anyone.

[misfit-among-the-angels]

*he likes almost anything you do* *he’s had a lot of practice on top of being a natural, plus he knows what you like by now* *he’s pleased to get the whine out of you* *he can mix cute up with hot any day* *it’s unclear which part of his suggestions you’re begging for, but he knows he has to give you more attention in general* Anything you want, Darling. *he doesn’t really like that you’re muffling yourself though, so he removes his arm from around your waist and takes a firm grip on your hair and tugs it back, not too harshly of course* No hiding your sweet voice, My Sweets. *it’s not surprising when you come a few moments later and he’s happy to get to hear your moaning loud and clear, especially because it’s his name* *he can feel how intense it is too from how tight you’re squeezing him almost like a special massage, but he’s determined to hold on for another round* *he doesn’t need to pull your hair anymore or rub your clit for the moment so his arms return to wrapping around you in a big hug* Mmmm… Yes feels good. Your body pressed to mine. *he pulls you towards him like space doesn’t exist and grinds again* Perfection, huh? Be careful or you’ll inflate my ego. *but he kisses your neck and bites at it every so often* Don’t fall back asleep on me, Darling. *his arms are around you and as he grinds he moans* Hope you can take more because I need it. Won’t stop until you’re filled with every drop of my love. -Tobi

*i like all his suggestions so I'm gonna be happy to get any part of it and yes, attention is something i always want. I didn't do that on purpose, just wanted a bit of darkness from the blanket but didn't figure that it will muffle me, yes my mind isn't clearly working. So the hair tugging is kinda a surprise to me and makes me moan just before my it all hits me. I'm sure he can hold on, he wasn't as worked up as i was. I smile at the hug and being pulled closer to him so i sigh. His next words make me giggle a bit* I'm just telling the truth but i can handle your ego. *more attention on my neck sends very nice tingles down my body* Well, i wouldn't mind if you'd do what you do if i fall asleep. *i'm sounding as sleepy as before. I'm okay with a little movement for now so his grinding is nice and so are his moans. I shiver and make a little sound* Yess, i think i can take more. *he just keeps turning me on again so of course i can take more*

[glazelilyy]

operation: mistletoe

pairing - xiao x gender neutral reader [MODERN AU!]

word count - 13 450

genre - fluff, crack

format - fic

warnings - reader and xiao share a bed (no sexual implications whatsoever), [hu tao, yanfei, ganyu, and xiao are all siblings with zhongli as their father], food, possibly ooc xiao, xiao changes clothes in the same room as reader (who isn't looking)

summary - after years spent pining over his childhood best friend, xiao's two little sisters have stepped in to help him profess his love during their annual holiday dinner party in a four phase mission titled operation: mistletoe

a/n - happy holidays!!! @amatxs i'm your secret santa! <3 this is my gift to you for @/favoniuscodex's secret santa event! i hope you like your gift (even though it's much longer than i anticipated aaaaa)! i adore childhood friends to lovers AND there's only one bed (REAL) and the combination of xiao + liyue family dynamics was just MMMM immaculate hehehe, i had so much fun writing this! :D <3

for all the mess that his mind was in, xiao was sure of only two things:

his hands have never felt more clammy and sweaty, not even the silky fabric of his obsidian dress pants could wipe away the nervous condensation that had congregated on his palms.

you're just as gorgeous as the last time he saw you.

granted, he had only just seen you yesterday while helping you unload the copious amounts of luggage you'd hauled home from your college campus into your hotel. additionally, you'd been wearing and old t shirt and a pair of unassuming sweats—which in comparison to the beautiful evening clothes you adorned now, really couldn't hold a candle to it. but there's definitive part of him that knows his heart threatens to leap out of his chest any time he sees you no matter what you're wearing.

"well? you just gonna let me freeze out here?"

if only he was like one of those suave characters in those dramas hu tao was always watching—he would've pulled you close and whispered something so alluring that would have had you weak in the knees and full of stuttering replies. unfortunately for him, you had to do nothing but stand there and he'd be weak in the knees and a stuttering mess.

"right, please come in."

the door clicked against the lock beneath his fingertips and once more he was left to bask in the comfortable silence between the two of you as you shed off your evening coat. he's always appreciated how you managed to fill the silent voids he'd create with either your swan-like voice or understanding silence.

sometimes, there was no need to say anything. but just this once, he really wished that his mind could let him say the words he's always wanted to say.

"wow, nothing's changed, huh?" you mused as your eyes roamed over the familiar setting of the adepti household.

though he's never given much thought to it, xiao couldn't help but agree: the dent where you'd headbutted into the wall while playing tag with him at the age of nine near the shining, black piano in the living room was still on full display. the noticeable yet unnoticeable chip in the the wood of the living room love seat where xiao had accidentally swung his dad's gold club while trying to play a round of indoor golf with you when you both were twelve was still there and unflattering as ever. the porcelain cups you'd made each other in high school pottery class still sat carefully placed in a glass cabinet.

not much had changed since you'd been away.

"i guess. papa still gives me the side-eye whenever he sees the couch dent though." he snorted and masked his frazzled blush with a nostalgic smile, hands stuffed full in his dress pants pockets.

"aw, i'm sure uncle zhongli isn't still upset with you about that," you giggled and bumped his shoulder with your own, "after all, you were crying loads and begging him not to separate us."

his ears hissed a bright red as he huffed in embarrassment and turned his chin away to fixate on the soft snowfall from beyond the front windows.

"why is it that you always remember the most embarrassing things about me?"

your finger tapped against your chin for a moment, lips stretched into a playful smile accompanied by a thoughtful hum before you replied: "well, it's not just the embarrassing things. but what's embarrassing to you is often very sweet to me. besides, as your best friend i'm obligated to hold onto all the embarrassing moments so you don't forget 'em."

sweet, sweet, sweet—the word swam laps around the crevices of his mind. did you think he was sweet? what does sweet even mean in this context? do you mean sweet as in sweet like "cute"? but what would "cute" connotate in your words?

"xiao? hey, you alright?" the familiar side of your palm came into view and waved up and down in front of his face.

"y-yeah, i'm fine," he brushed off the thoughts from his mind and coughed into his clenched fist to mask the crack in his voice, "papa's in the kitchen if you wanna go greet him, i'll be there in a minute."

your hand glided up his shoulder blade and rested snugly on his shoulder; the single, reassuring squeeze of your hand sent electric shocks all throughout his body and reignited the erratic thumping of his heartbeat.

"alright," you started, eyes bathed in mirth with just a sparkle of concern and worry, which you followed with that sweet, sugar-coated laugh of yours that blessed his ears, "but you better hurry up before i eat all the gingerbread cookies."

his golden eyes, hazed over with a sense of longing, watched as you disappeared around the corner in the direction of the kitchen. once alone, he allowed the blush he'd been suppressing to engulf his burning face, which he opted to bury deep into the sweaty softness of his clammy palms. the pearly white dress shirt practically stuck to his skin with how much his nerves rattled inside his body just beneath the thin skin of his arms.

"yeesh, that was kinda pitiful."

xiao's head whipped up in alarm and from the top of the stairs sat his two little sisters: yanfei, who in all her golden-pantsuit-glory sat beside hu tao, whose pretty red dress floofed around her shins, seated on the stairs.

"hey hey, you were doing that overthinking thing again weren't you?" hu tao jeered, hopped up from the mahogany stairs and leaned her bottom on the smooth railing to slide down. she landed gracefully, tulle of her dress puffing around her while yanfei chose the safer option of trotting down the stairs.

"i wasn't." he muttered and fiddled with the fabric of his black tie, avoiding the knowing gazes of his sisters.

if being the brother of two little sisters and one older sister had taught him anything, it's that sisters (at least his) are awfully perceptive.

"ha! that's a hoot—your jaw totally dropped when you opened the door for them. not to mention you completely froze up just now, what the heck was that?! what happened to all the romance training yanfei and i put you through?"

the "training" in question was beyond embarrassing—should you ever find out one day, xiao would be sure to purchase a cottage in a faraway country and change his name and appearance—and involved hu tao pointing to a whiteboard of popular articles from romance magazines and yanfei correcting him on being a true gentleman via the usage of romantic anime scenes (though kamisama kiss looks like a good show, he doesn't think he can ever watch it without the connotations of his "training").

"look, the night is still young AND we're all ready to go. operation mistletoe can still work out!" yanfei reassured, confidence oozing from her prideful smile.

"operation...mistletoe? what are the two of you talking about?"

yanfei and hu tao shared a single, knowing glance before yanfei pulled out a folded piece of paper from her pocket and unfurled it before xiao's eyes.

the top of the paper was titled "operation mistletoe" in bold, red pencil crayon and outlined in a shimmering gold. beneath it was an abhorrently drawn picture of what looked like him (he could only guess based off of the familiar forest green shade of his hair complete with the highlights he'd gotten recently) holding hands with a figure that looked similar to you with hearts drawn in the empty space in between.

"this is our four-step bonafide plan to finally get you to confess to (y/n)!" hu tao cheered.

"we've been working on this for ages. we know how much you care about (y/n) and honestly it's getting kinda frustrating seeing you not confess when they obviously care about you too." yanfei chided, ignoring the look of intrigue on xiao's face at the mention of your name and his feelings.

"you think...you think they feel the sam-?"

"aaaaaand that's not all!" hu tao interjected, wide, cheeky grin on her face, "we even came up with cool code names! yanfei will be "agent snowbell", because that's a super awesome name. i'll be "agent jingles", because that's an even MORE awesomer name- ah ah ah! don't tell me awesomer isn't a word," xiao quickly shut his mouth and let his sister prattle on, "papa and yuyu can't be agents since they don't know about the operation so they don't get cool names, and (y/n) will be the target."

"hey, genius," yanfei snorted and elbowed her sister, "you forgot xiao's name."

"oh right!" hu tao clapped her hands, cheeky smile soon turning downright malicious. "you will be known as agent grinch!"

"...why am i the grinch? never mind that, this is ridiculous. as thoughtful as this idea is, the two of you are not to interfere." he scoffed and folded his arms across his chest, eyes pointed and warning much like a parent.

"one: you're the grinch because i said so, but it was largely because i blanked out on holiday characters. two: c'mon xiaoooooo, let us help! i promise we can be helpful, just let me and yanfei work our magic!" hu tao pleaded, grabbing onto his clammy hand and squeezing it with all her might.

"no offense, but you're kinda terrible at communicating how you feel about (y/n). just let us help! we ARE the romance experts after all." yanfei puffed her chest out with pride etched in her irises.

the more xiao thought about it, the more he found himself agreeing: nearly twenty years of being graced with your presence from birth to adulthood, and he still hadn't been able to summon up the courage to let you know just how much you mean to him. it was ridiculously frustrating: to know that you were just within the reach of his fingertips, close enough to see and bask in your rays yet too far to embrace wholly and love in full.

maybe he'd regret indulging in his high school sophomore-aged sisters who probably only based their knowledge of romance off of media, perhaps he wouldn't. but his mind was clouded by the drum of his heart, and maybe his little sisters were right: a little nudge was all he needed.

"...fine, but don't be weird about it." he mumbled.

a sense of unease brewed in his stomach as he watched his sisters cheer and jump around with wickedly wide grins on their faces. gods know that if he ended up embarrassing himself, he'd never be able to live it down let alone in front of you. suddenly, a wave of regret washed over him at the thought of hu tao's notorious pranks.

but it seemed far too late to turn back as his two sisters grabbed him by the hand and dragged him into the kitchen.

"operation mistletoe..."

"...is now underway!"

xiao could only hope that should things fall apart, he'd be able to salvage what he can.

continued utc!

phase one: gingerbread cookie decorating

agent grinch will approach target and request to decorate gingerbread cookies with them. from there, agent grinch will lead them into warm conversation while slightly hinting at his feelings. agents jingles and snowbell will have the job of ensuring that agent grinch and the target are left alone in the kitchen at all times to ensure the maximum romantic atmosphere.

xiao has never felt more ridiculous:

a frilly, baby blue apron that belonged to ganyu wrapped itself tight around his dress shirt and pressed against his tie. hu tao had wanted to tie a ribbon in his hair to match the look, but resigned after some convincing from yanfei (and a promise of half of tonight's dessert).

"this outfit is ridiculous. i look ridiculous." he scowled, thumbing at the cottony checkered material.

"nawww trust us! people love a man who knows his way around the house...or at least looks like he does," hu tao muttered the last bit under her breath, but xiao's ears were much too keen for them to slip by unnoticed, "besides, if you get your shirt messy that'll ruin the rest of the operation!"

begrudgingly, xiao resigned and let yanfei gently push him towards the kitchen doors.

"remember, you're gonna ask them to decorate cookies. make sure you ask them about their time at college, and then bring the conversation back around to the time you spent together as kids. if you panic, just compliment their eyes and clothes. got it?" xiao opened his mouth to respond, but was never given the chance as yanfei chirped out a "great!" and pushed him through the flapping kitchen doors.

he stumbled in on shaking legs and whipped his head up to see you and his father carrying on a pleasant conversation while preparing the food in the oven. the clatter from the wooden doors broke the comfortable atmosphere and two pairs of eyes trained themselves on xiao in all his blue-frilly-aproned glory.

"xiao?! dearest, are you alright?" zhongli quickly slid off his over mitts and hurried towards the fallen xiao, who scrambled to pick himself up from the pearly white kitchen tiles.

"y-yeah...i'm good. thanks, papa." he muttered and brushed the invisible dust off from ganyu's apron.

"xiao! you're just in time! uncle zhongli said the gingerbread cookies are ready to decorate, i was about to call you!"

xiao hadn't even noticed that you'd hurried to his side and your hand was now comfortably resting on his forearm. the skin beneath it seemed to blossom a striking rose red, visible and glowing beneath the sheer white of his shirt.

"hey, seems you already came prepared! this apron looks so pretty on you...-ah! isn't this ganyu's?" you hummed and eyed the fabric pinched between your forefinger and thumb.

'too close, too close!' the alarms blared firey red in xiao's head and seeped towards his cheeks and span of his neck.

"are you alright? your face is all red..." the cool breeze of your knuckles gently washed against his scorching forehead and ruffled the unruly strands of hair near his face.

he swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded vigorously, dismissing your hand as he rounded the kitchen counter in search of anything to distract himself. you followed suit and—much to his surprise—pulled out a cooled tray of gingerbread cookies, complete with icing bags of various colors and little, ceramic bowls of sweets of all kinds: from chocolate chips, to gummy buttons.

"i know how much you like decorating the cookies, so i asked uncle zhongli in advance to prepare this for us! what do you think?"

xiao's eyes roamed over the array of sweets and decorations you had set up, and all with him in mind no less. hu tao and yanfei's plan was already off to a smooth start, and you had unknowingly made it ten times easier for him.

just as he was about to thank you, the kitchen doors flew open to reveal an overly nonchalant yanfei and hu tao, whose curious and eager eyes didn't fail to notice the closed distance between their brother and you.

"papa! feifei and i were wondering if you could help us put some more decorations up in the living room?" hu tao looked up with what xiao could only describe as her "puppy dog" eyes.

zhongli tsked and used his large palms to smooth out hu tao's frazzled, chocolately locks with one hand, and fixed yanfei's golden necklace with the other.

"have you forgotten we have a guest?" he gently chided, and looked over towards where xiao stood side-by-side with you.

"you little gremlins!" you giggled and opened your arms wide, "how dare you not give me a hug!"

something that xiao loved most about you was your ability to move with the ebb and flow of his family. it was in your willingness to come over and help his father out with dinner when both he and ganyu were away at work or school, or when yanfei and hu tao managed to get themselves into some convoluted shenanigan that you made haste to unravel. his little sisters running into your arms with gleeful smiles and giggles full of mirth was such a familiar sight, but it was one he'd never grow tired of, not even for a second.

"we'd never forget! we were just saving it for later." yanfei beamed in your arms.

"alright, girls. which decorations would you both like to put up?" zhongli resigned to his daughters with a defeated smile and rolled up his sleeves. "excuse us just a moment, (y/n). xiao will keep you company."

hu tao and yanfei gave you one last hug (and one last gleaming glance of encouragement towards xiao) and bolted off to drag their papa with a hand in either of his to disappear out of the kitchen, not before hu tao threw xiao a thumbs up and yanfei mouthed a "good luck" in his direction. rambunctious, was the word xiao would describe them as.

"well, shall we?" you gently nudged his shoulder and placed a blank cookie in front of him.

"wait-" he urged, eyes flickering to the rack of aprons nearby.

his hands tugged down his familiar forest-green apron and with stuttering hands did he carefully loop the fabric around your neck, "your clothes will get dirty if you don't wear an apron."

"ahh so i suppose that's why you opted for ganyu's apron then? blue does look pretty good on you." xiao scoffed and fumbled to tie the apron string into a proper bow behind your back.

"don't start." he grumbled, and turned to face the counter again.

an empty void of a gingerbread person stared back up at him, awaiting the use of what was left of his creativity and composition to craft the finest of gingerbread people. his hands felt uncomfortably empty and so they reached for the nearest item: an icing bag of a horrid shade of red he wasn't quite fond of. looking to his side revealed that you were already getting started on your cookie, tongue poked to the outside of your mouth deep in concentration. it'd always been a habit of yours, but xiao would never point it out on the account that you look unbelievably adorable (and it makes his heart beat ten times faster than it shoulder).

xiao suddenly remembered the advice of his little sisters, and began to sort through the filing cabinets of information in his head while his shaky hands fumbled to pipe a red outline along the cookie.

"make sure you ask them about their time at college, and then bring the conversation back around to the time you spent together as kids. if you panic, just compliment their eyes and clothes."

"so...what's c-campus like-" he managed to stutter out, unconsciously reaching for the bowl of gummy buttons.

suddenly, his fingers brushed against a foreign texture that was definitely not gummy buttons. his eyes flickered upwards where your fingers gently brushed against his in the gummy bowl. electricity shot up his veins and rendered his mind completely useless as you gently bumped his fingers with your own and quietly hummed an "excuse me". you fingers lingered for a moment before you retracted your hand and stuck the buttons onto your gingerbread person. xiao could swear on all the stars above that one day you'd make his heart explode. his eyes, wide and full of an indescribable emotion, whipped up to you whose attention was still enraptured by the slightly dressed gingerbread person beneath you.

"campus, hm? well, it's alright i suppose. i miss uncle zhongli's dinners though. but there's this cool restaurant that has-"

as much as xiao adored hearing all about you, the tingles at the ends of his fingertips defied any and all means of comprehension. his mind was a fuzzy mess, yearning to once more bump his fingers against yours...or even stroke the apples of your cheeks, or run his thumb over the bottom of your lip-

no! no, he was getting too off track!

"if you panic, just compliment their eyes and clothes."

"panic" could definitely describe how he was feeling.

'breathe in, breathe out. remember what yanfei said: compliment their eyes and clothes if you panic.' he chanted like a mantra in his head, and turned his golden eyes towards you who was still rambling on about the amenities of campus.

"i-i like the f-fabric of y-your e-eyes!"

though xiao was aiming to mimic one of the sweet gentlemen he'd seen in one of hu tao and yanfei's romance training classes, his "compliment" came out frazzled and more or less barked out onto the counter. his face bloomed bright, cherry red from the tips of his ears to the span of his neck. he had meant to say "the fabric of your clothes is stunning, as are your eyes," so what the hell did he just say?!

from beyond the kitchen doors came a defeated thump, and he just knows that hu tao and yanfei will never let him live this down.

you had been mid-sentence, confusion now etched onto your face at his choice of words before you broke into a grin and sweet bursts of giggles bubbled up from your chest.

"was that your attempt at a compliment?"

groaning, xiao leaned his arms against the counter and buried his face into the coolness of his shirt to shield his glowing face from view. he jolted when your fingers, clean of frosting and ginger crumbs, gently ran through his soft locks. you'd done it so many times when the two of you were just kids both as a form of comfort and casual touch. your fingers in his hair felt so foreign after having been away from you for so long, yet there were honey-filtered memories of the same sensation that washed over him like a gentle tide.

"hey, it was a good attempt. i like the fabric of my eyes too," you teased and mimicked his position by folding your arms on top of the counter and resting your head on them, "you look pretty great yourself."

xiao revealed his face from his cavern of shame and faced you directly with his head still nestled onto his arms. the tip of your elbow just barely brushed against his and yet it sent tingles of electricity throughout his body and jumpstarted the rockets in his heart. just how was it that all you had to do was exist and he'd be enamored? he'd never be able to solve that puzzle though, that's for sure.

you said nothing more and let him get lost in the crevices of your eyes, half lidded and hazed over with an emotion he couldn't exactly read. silence was comfortable, silence was familiar, but silence shared with you was special and inviting. the soft smile on your face as you gently nudged him with your elbow communicated all the words and emotions he needed to know.

'what are you thinking about?' was the question your eyes seemed to ask, but even xiao couldn't define the cacophony of noise running around through his mind.

just as he was about to open his mouth, the steady, honey-glowing stream of comfort that connected you both was cut short with the raging scream of the fire alarm, followed by the abhorrent smell of burnt smoke. xiao shot his head up from his arms and whipped his head around in search of the noise, cursing the alarm for ruining the moment you were sharing with him.

"no! my casserole!" zhongli's figure burst into the kitchen, eyes frantic and worrying as he hastily put on his oven mitts and scampered towards the oven.

xiao hurried over to the alarm and silenced it, all while zhongli placed his now ruined casserole onto the stovetop and pressed his lips into a fine line.

"is it salvageable, uncle zhongli?" you asked from over his shoulder, grimacing at the bitter charcoal color the one vibrant casserole had taken on.

"i suppose not, my dear," he sighed and pulled out his phone, "shall we order takeout instead?" zhongli received all the confirmation he needed when hu tao and yanfei bounded in and began begging for mcdonalds.

thankfully, the gingerbread cookies had been graced mercy and were spared of the ghastly fumes and burning smell. xiao's cookie was only half-finished—a poor attempt at keeping his hands busy with a shade of icing he wasn't particularly fond of. whereas, his golden eyes locked themselves onto your cookie and found similar pools of golden staring back at him. the cookie had been outlined in a dark green, similar to his shade of hair complete with the matching highlights. there were even little orange lines under the golden dots of icing to mimic his eyeliner, and a squiggle of green icing to recreate the tattoo he had gotten the other summer. even the little gummy buttons were lined down the cookie's stomach from when his fingers had brushed against yours.

"is this...did you make this cookie of me?" he blabbered out, mouth agape and eyes wide with curiosity and anticipation.

you stifled a giggle and held up the cookie to appear side by side by a flabbergasted xiao with a prideful smile on your face.

"i think the resemblance is uncanny, what about you?"

he thought so too, but he should've handed you the red icing bag to mimic the tumultuous blush that began to spread across his face.

PHASE ONE STATUS OF OPERATION MISTLETOE: COMPLETE (?) DUMPSTER FIRE

phase two: holiday dinner

agent snowbell will rearrange the seating system so that agent grinch and the target are seated beside each other. agent jingles will ensure that agent grinch has the ability to show off his maturity and intelligence during discussions.

"okay! so maaaaybe phase one didn't go according to plan: you messed up the conversation bit, and papa's casserole ruined the romantic atmosphere, but it was still semi-successful, right?"

xiao shot his sister an incredulous look, as if she didn't hear him describe your eyes as "fabric".

"hey, chin up soldier! now we move onto phase two: dinner time!" yanfei cheered and clasped her hands in a pleasant manner, "papa made me in charge of seating arrangements at the dinner table this year, so i've arranged for you and (y/n) to sit together!"

"and i'm gonna ask you some super cool questions so that you can show off your intelligence, sound good?"

from a shelf to the side of his head, hu tao produced a stack of flashcards each with a topic or question hastily written down on the sheet white paper in bright red ink.

"give me a break—that last attempt was a disaster." xiao huffed and crossed his arms, embarrassment glazing over the rapid thump in his chest.

"but this time will go better! i made sure all my questions are about web design, i even googled interview questions!"

showing off wasn't something he was fond of, or partook in. even after voicing that thought to his sisters, they remained adamant as ever. there really was no helping a defeated older brother, and so he reigned himself in and nodded to silence their pleas. yanfei and hu tao shared an eager look with gleeful grins on their faces.

xiao couldn't help but once again feel that sense of dread, but perhaps it was the choked air of the cramped cleaning closet that hu tao had ushered yanfei and him into to avoid prying eyes and ears. it wasn't until he reached for the knob to open the door that it flew open from the other side and out came a tumble of adepti siblings with xiao flat on the bottom on his stomach, followed by a pile-on of hu tao and yanfei.

"wha-! what are you all doing?" xiao groaned and willed away the sharp pain from his back to peer up into his elder sister's plum-colored eyes.

"nothing, yuyu! don't worry about it, we were just- uh-" hu tao's eyes scrambled for an excuse when yanfei intervened with a pointed smile,

"we were just looking for air freshener! papa did burn his casserole after all."

ganyu's confused exterior melted away into understanding as she pulled up her siblings one by one and brushed their clothes free of dust. "don't worry about that, i'll go help papa out. why don't you all go sit down and get ready to eat?"

despite having sat beside you on more than on occasion, tonight felt different. perhaps it was because he sat beside you with a clear purpose and firm intentions. or, perhaps it was the devilish smile that yanfei had on her face as she discreetly switched your name card with ganyu's so that you now sat beside xiao. he felt hu tao's leg gently tap him from under the table, and looked up to see her thumbs raised, matched with her cheeky smile. xiao has never felt such an opposite emotion in his entire life; he'd describe it as being rocket-launched out to sea with nothing but his parachute to survive on as a raft. it didn't help that when you finally took your seat beside him (after cooing at the handmade name placements yanfei had made), your arm brushed ever so slightly against his and once again made the dormant butterflies in his stomach erupt feverishly. he couldn't help but let his gaze traverse a little bit and linger on your profile as you discussed something or the other with hu tao who sat across from you. his golden eyes drank in every line, curve, dip, dent, and fullness of your face and body. not to mention, it was as if cupid himself had been hovering over his shoulder like a cheeky cherub and shot his heart with one of his love-lathered arrows any time you laughed or smiled that beautiful smile of yours.

it was as if his eyes had taken you on as their muse and filled up the void within his cornea, retina, and irises with your beautiful image. truthfully, he wouldn't have it any other way: you were a true vision, stunning even in the most mundane moments.

"all right, dinner is ready! and, delightfully, not burned." zhongli chuckled, effectively breaking xiao from his spell of allure.

he turned his gaze away from you, internally chiding himself for acting so creepy as he focused his attention on his father who placed various bowls of takeout food onto the table.

"oooh is this from wanmin?" yanfei gawked, eyeing the scrumptious looking plate of jade parcels that zhongli placed in front of her.

hu tao practically drooled over the pot of adeptus' temptation that was placed near her, eagerly awaiting a spoonful with a silver fork in her hand, "wherever the heck it's from, it looks amazinggggg!"

zhongli smiled as he sat down at the head of the table, three daughters on one side, and you and xiao on the other. "please, let us celebrate and eat. may good fortune be bestowed upon all of you," he rose a goblet of wine in toast, to which xiao prayed that his glass of iced tea wouldn't slip from his clammy hands. he watched with a slight smile as hu tao eagerly dug into her jade parcels, while yanfei urged her not to down the whole thing in one go.

"xiao?" his attention was diverted from his sisters towards you, who held up a small plate of almond tofu with small candies decorated around the edge of the plate, "you like dessert first, right?"

as childish as it was, he did prefer his dessert first and nodded sheepishly as he took the plate from you, "please don't add this onto the list of embarrassing moments you're tallying for me."

you hummed for a moment as if in consideration, cheeky smile on your face, before replying, "hmm maybe, i'll keep this one on a spare file in my brain in case of any emergencies." you giggled, and picked up your own fork.

before he could brew up a comeback of his own, your hand gently overlapped his and brought the plate of almond tofu closer to you. your fork dug into the soft, bouncy texture and placed the delicacy into your mouth, humming pleasantly with every bite. meanwhile, xiao fought to regain his composure and did his best to will the blush away from his cheeks, hand still burning and pulsing from where you had so gently touched him.

"mmm! still tastes so good. remember when we'd walk to wanmin after school and get plates of almond tofu? chef mao would always give us discounts..." you trailed off, eyes finding his own with a nostalgic film over your eyes.

xiao did remember, every detail in fact. he remembered guiding your little hand in his own and standing up on tippy toes with fingers clutching wanmin restaurant's front counter. he remembered chef mao sliding them a large plate of almond tofu and urging that they take it on the house (he also remembered chef mao's constant teasing of xiao taking you on an "after school date", but he chooses to try and repress that part).

"yeah," he hummed, faint smile resting pleasantly on his lips as he found somewhere within the depth of his body: the courage to peer into your eyes from the side, "i could never forget."

his heart felt much lighter as you piled all his favorites onto his plate and handed it to him with little to no hesitation. somehow you always knew just what to pick (and what to avoid as well): pile on savory greens and tasty desserts and avoid fatty meats.

just as he went to bite into a juicy looking jade parcel, hu tao cleared her throat and began banging her fork against her flute glass full of cherry cola.

"any harder and it'll break, dum dum." yanfei snickered beneath her fist, propped up by her elbow on the table.

hu tao rolled her eyes and focused her attention onto xiao, where the sense of dread began to once again rise up in his stomach.

"(y/n), you know xiao's studying web design at college right now, don't you?" she chirped, bright eyes knowing and eager.

"yup! you should see the pictures of his projects he sends me, it looks like hell." you chuckled before stuffing a spoonful of black-back perch stew into your mouth.

"weeeeellll," hu tao paused to glance down at the cards in her lap (xiao presumes),

"did you know that the first prime minister of liyue was miss gui- wait...WAIT A MINUTE-!"

hu tao's cheeky disposition quickly collapsed into panic as she flitted through her flashcards, quietly mumbling little "no"s under her breath.

"agent jingles!" yanfei muttered through gritted teeth masked as a smile, "did you bring your history flashcards instead of the ones with web design questions on them?!" yanfei hissed, stretching her neck over to grab the untouched pile of flashcards in hu tao's lap.

"agent wha? what's that?" hu tao scratched the top of her head in confusion, before she was reminded by a glare and kick from under the table by yanfei, "OH OH RIGHT! my bad, snowbell." she giggled.

"gods you are hopeless," yanfei muttered and pinched the bridge of her nose.

xiao wanted the ground to swallow him whole and never have him return.

"aghh aiyah i SWEAR i thought i had the right ones! these were from my history exam." hu tao pouted and gently bumped her forehead against the table.

"what's going on with you two?" zhongli, firm yet gentle, eyed his daughters with a curious look.

"nothing, papa! nothing, we just wanted to fill in (y/n) about the cool stuff xiao does, isn' that right xiao?" yanfei quickly threw the fastball of conversation towards him, to which he could do nothing but agree with a tentative and hesitant forced smile on his face.

"are you a history buff now?" you gently elbowed him from the side with a coy smile dancing on your lips, "there's a great place near campus with tons of historical books, lemme know when you're free and we can go together."

he wasn't much of a history buff but now, he'd probably be asking hu tao for her flash cards later on.

PHASE TWO STATUS OF OPERATION MISTLETOE: SOMEWHAT SALVAGEABLE!

phase three: nostalgic photo reminiscing

agent snowbell will procure photo albums of agent grinch and the target from their youth and coax them into the living room to sift through the photos and reminisce. agent jingles and snowbell will be in charge of keeping ganyu and papa occupied as to not interfere.

baby pictures: the bane of his existence.

xiao has known no rest since his little sisters had somehow managed to get ahold of his baby pictures. there was no escape from their relentless teasing or the comments of "you used to be so cute! so what the heck happened?!" he's heard it all at this point.

so upon hearing yanfei explain the third phase, he's quick to shoot it down. "absolutely not."

"aw c'mon! xiaooooo they don't even have to be your baby photos, i'm sure there's tons of photos of you and (y/n) as kids. wouldn't it be great to reminisce?" yanfei pleaded, and xiao swore that she had absorbed the puppy dog eye tactic from hu tao.

"...papa or ganyu might know where the albums are, but what does this have to do with-"

"it has everything to do with (y/n)!" hu tao interjected, bowl of strawberry ice cream in one hand and miniature spoon in the other. if xiao inspected closely, it might've been a spoon that belonged to his father's collectibles but he didn't want to even imagine the scolding hu tao would be in for if she really was using one of his collectible spoons to shovel bits of strawberry ice cream into her gullet.

"think about it: you're reminiscing over your childhood, they see how your bond evolved, and how much you've grown and realize that they've fallen for you, and BOOM! they fall in love and you both get married and get a bunch of puppies and cats and feifei and i are always invited over to babysit them, the end!"

somehow xiao didn't think hu tao was being quite realistic. yanfei was always the more grounded one of the duo, but even she had her nonsensical moments. xiao would most likely count this moment as one of them, as she eagerly trotted into the living room with an armful of books.

"got 'em! hu, you go get (y/n)." yanfei ordered as she set the books down onto the living room coffee table.

xiao hadn't expected there were so many, then again his dad was quite doting and xiao wouldn't put it past him to take multitudes of photos.

"alright, here's the situation: papa and yuyu and washing dishes and cleaning, so hu and i will help them out and keep them distracted and away from the living room as long as we can. use the time to try and get them all warm and nostalgic, got it? this is super important for phase four, so try not to mess up!" despite the encouraging thumbs up and signature "yanfei-branded" smile, xiao couldn't help but deadpan a little at his sister's choice of words.

"hey! hu tao said you wanna show me something?" your familiar head popped itself into view, which yanfei took as her cue to leave (but not before mouthing "good luck" behind your back and flashing a thumbs up).

you shot a quizzical glance to the teenager and faced xiao once more with an incredulous smile on your face, "those two are acting kinda weird tonight, i wonder if they plan on pranking us." you chuckled and walked over to the couch.

xiao scooted over to make room for you, but you instead opted to send him into cardiac arrest and plop down right next to him so that your shoulders stuck together side-by-side.

"so, what's up? are these photo albums i see? are we doing some holiday reminiscing?" you giggled and eagerly traced your fingers along the spine of the albums.

he figured he may as well try and go along with yanfei and hu tao's plan, even if it hadn't been super successful previously. "yeah...i thought it'd nice to look back." he mumbled, hand fidgeting to rub the back of his neck.

his leg bounced, nerves flocking to the pulsating thunder of his heart as he watched you take the first book from the pile and turn open the page.

"aww look! it's a picture of us fighting over rexy!" you squealed and eagerly slid the book closer between the two of you.

asides from the ever-growing nervousness deep in his stomach from just your touch alone, xiao found himself recalling the faded, yellow memory with a faint smile as if it had just happened yesterday. the dragon doll, "rexy", was his favorite stuffed animal as a kid. but it just so happened that you loved rexy just as much, and most of your playdates usually resulted in the two of you chasing each other on stubby little two year old legs for the stuffed dragon's affection.

"rexy totally liked me better, by the way." you giggled and lightly slapped his bicep with the back of your hand.

"tch, no way. it's a stuffed animal..." he trailed off with a pensive look, only for it to dissolve into the slight upwards twitch of his lips and a sly glance from the side, "but i treated him the best."

your hand flew to your chest in mock hurt, yet there was no denying the playlist glint of mirth in your eyes, "i'm gravely offended by the implication that i didn't treat rexy right."

"i'm just saying it as it is." he huffed and crossed his arms.

"moving on from rexy, my beloved," he snickered at the honorific you used, which earned him a nudge from your elbow, "look it's our first day of grade school!"

xiao didn't quite remember that day, since the rain tended to beat out all other thoughts, but he did remember when you bounded up to him with a little froggy hat on your head, and handed him a matching one. the photo had captured when you had slung your little five year old arms around xiao's neck and held him close to show off your matching froggy rainhats. he also vividly remembered walking home hand-in-hand with you, jumping in puddles, and watching as snails and worms made their way across sidewalk pavements in complete awe.

"we should get matching hats again, frogs are all the rave now aren't they? you'd looks so cute with a wittle fwoggy hat on your head." you cooed and pinched the chub of his cheek gently between your forefinger and thumb.

the physical contact sent a jolt of lightning throughout his body and he felt the heat rush to his face faster than you could say "froggy" again.

"n-next page!" he quickly muttered, flipping the laminated photo over so that a different array of photos peered back up at him.

"awww i remember this photo, you were so nervous about going into the sea." you hummed, affectionately thumbing the sheathed photograph of you and xiao, hand-in-hand and ankle-deep in a crystal blue sea. zhongli had captured the moment just perfectly, with your head tilted backwards in laughter, gaps in your teeth perfectly on display, whereas xiao's fright was evident on his face as he desperately clung to your hands; if the embarrassment of the little blue floaties with miniature yellow ducklings on his two arms wasn't enough, xiao was pretty sure that he cried a ton moments after that photo was taken and demanded they go to shore to collect sea shells instead.

"why did papa only save the embarrassing ones..." xiao grumbled under his breath and pinched the bridge of his nose.

you merely tilted your head back and released the sweet cacophony of your laughs from deep within your chest. xiao knew no sweeter sound nor melody that could ever compare with the snorts between your fits of laughter, or the choked coughing sessions you'd usually end up in after, like right now. his hand tentatively hovered above your back for a minute before it made contact with the fabric of your clothes and gently rubbed up and down to soothe your coughs.

"see, this is what happens when you laugh too much." he chided, attempting to mask the mirth and affection in his voice as best he could.

"oh hush, you worrywart." you waved him off and focused your attention back to the album in your hands.

xiao's hand still hovered near your back, and as if possessed by the cupid that had been hovering around his shoulders, he allowed his arm to carefully drape over your shoulders and pull you closer to him. the muffled squeals of joy from beyond the kitchen doors indicated that hu tao and yanfei had seen his act of bravery as well. his heart pounded wildly in his chest as he looked at your face, drenched in shock with a hint of intrigue. the small "o" on your lips quickly dissolved into a gentle smile as you placed your head into the crook of his shoulder and leaned back against the couch with the photo album shared between your laps. the muffled shrieks of joy indicated that hu tao and yanfei must have also seen that.

no matter how hard he tried, his heartbeat wouldn't cease its rampant thundering nor would his face calm its rouge fury. how many nights had he dreamed about a moment like this, where you'd be close by his side and your heartbeats would finally sync together in harmony?

'far too many,' he thinks.

you're silent as a mouse now, quietly flipping through the photo album with a nostalgic smile etched onto your lips. he can't help but be entranced with every detail that decorated your appearance, and every slight particular facial gesture or habit that made it much easier to read your moods. take right now, as an example: the scrunch of your nose as you looked at a photo of you and him in your matching, third grade halloween costumes of peanut butter and jam meant that you were trying to suppress a smile or a bubble of laughter. his arm has never felt such warmth.

now was as good a time as any, right?

"l-listen, (y/n), there's s-something that i...need to tell you," he started, face turning inwards and choosing to brave his storms and face you eye-to-eye.

but before he could continue, a clutter of noise rang from the kitchen followed by muffled curses and exclamations. you shot up from your relaxed position on his shoulder and shot your head towards the door.

"what was that?!" you mumbled, turning back to him with a worried look on your face as you pushed yourself up from his embrace and waited for xiao to follow suit.

still in a rosy haze and drunk on your embrace, it took a minute for his brain to finally get up to speed. you grabbed his forearm and hurried past the kitchen doors. xiao expected that perhaps something had fell or broken (or in the worst case scenario, a break-in). of course, in this family anything was everything but typical.

in all its grand glory, a pigeon of all things sat comfortably on the counter, pecking away at the oreos hu tao had taken out for a snack. xiao looked to the corner of the kitchen to see his three sisters huddled behind their father, who gallantly held a broom and a determined look on his face.

"both of you, come this way!" he ordered.

"oh nonsense, uncle zhongli. it's just a pigeon. here," with a nearby towel, you gently wafted the fabric in the direction of the pigeon. the pigeon, who seemed to mystically obey you, hopped down from the counter and sauntered over to the open sliding glass door as guided by your towel wafting. with one final flick of the fabric, the pigeon disappeared beyond the glass and flew off into the night sky.

"there! not so frightening now is it?" you beamed and shut the glass door.

"(y/n) you should've seen it! feifei cracked the sliding door to throw out some dust and BOOM!" hu tao's arms spread wide open and mimicked a plane flying in for landing, "in came the pigeon! i wanted to adopt it but papa said no." she pouted, crossing her arms and side-eyeing the older man.

with the threat of the pigeon now gone, the rest of his family began to tentatively move back throughout the kitchen. yanfei and hu tao shot him a double thumbs up and left him to stand beside you in front of the glass doors.

"so, what was it you wanted to tell me before we were so rudely interrupted by a pigeon?" you asked.

the "nevermind" that tumbled out of his mouth is quick and hasty, and it's little more than an excuse to excuse himself from the bewildering situation where he nearly poured his heart out to you, only to be interrupted by a pigeon.

PHASE THREE STATUS OF OPERATION MISTLETOE: A SUCCESS (???)

phase four: the big confession!

agents snowbell and jingles will decorate the back patio with fairy lights and candles. agent grinch will lead the target out to the back patio to watch the stars, where he will share his feelings with the target and live happily ever after!

"hey, that actually went pretty well!"

xiao did his best to blot out whatever other exclamation yanfei had made, too busy wrapped up in his own thoughts: was he too forward by wrapping an arm around your shoulders? but you leaned into him, so surely it wasn't the wrong choice, was it?

"hey hey, stop zoning out! we're in the home stretch here!" hu tao wagged her palm in front of his face and broke him from his daze.

"the pigeon fiasco ruined the moment, but you had a good run there! keep up that attitude, definitely." yanfei (who had somehow produced a clipboard) carefully wrote down something on a piece of paper.

what exactly she was writing, xiao could only guess.

"next up: the biiiig confession! now's your time to shine, lover boy!"

"confession?!" he jumped up from the living room couch with a start, eyes frazzled and worried and heartbeat more erratic than ever. "absolutely not, no way."

"xiaooooo you can't chicken out now! this is what the entire night's been leading to after all. feifei and i already decked out the patio earlier! all that's left to do is take them outside and profess your love like a disney prince mweheheheheeeee~" hu tao cackled, slumped over the arm rest of the plush couch with her legs dangling over the edge.

"i said no, i can't do this." his fingers found their way raking through his thick locks, other hand scrunching up the fabric of his white shirt within his fist as if he held in his hand his actual thumping heart. he had hardly heard when the kitchen doors opened and the familiar scent of ganyu's perfume wafted into the living room.

"have any of you seen (y/n)? a blizzard picked up outside and papa doesn't want them driving in the snow." ganyu's familiar mop of periwinkle locks popped into the living room. she glanced around in search of what xiao assumed was your familiar figure.

xiao looked towards hu tao and yanfei, who in turn looked at each other expectantly.

hu tao nervously glanced towards yanfei with an undoubted sheen of worry in her eyes, "feifei...you didn't already tell them to go outside on the patio and wait...did you?"

all color within yanfei's face drained as she whipped her head to xiao, confirming his suspicions with only the slight nod of her head. faster than he could even comprehend, his hands reached for a nearby blanket on the couch and his feet hurried towards the back door. all he could picture in his mind was your frigid skin and frosted fingertips, devoid of warmth and comfort as he whipped open the door and hurried outside in nothing but his father's outdoor slippers.

there you stood: with your back to him and clothes doused in a layer of frothy white snow, you stood against a backdrop of beautiful chaos and whirling snow. the fairy lights and candles hu tao and yanfei had set up earlier were blown off from where they hung and devoid of any sort of light. the biting snow burned against his cheek and exposed, bare skin as he walked towards you with the thick blanket grasped tightly in his hands.

"you're an idiot for waiting out here for so long." despite the harsh denotation of the words he muttered, there was a tentative gentleness to it that seemed to be reserved only for you. once close enough to your shivering body, he draped the blanket over your figure and held the material shut tight himself across your chest so that your back pressed against his chest.

"hey now, i can't disobey a direct order from miss yanfei herself. she said she had another surprise for me, but i suppose the surprise is no more?" your head cocked itself to the side to peer directly into his eyes.

"the only surprise you'll get from her is frostbite," he scoffed as he rubbed his hands up and down the sides of your arms over top of the blanket, "come inside now, you'll freeze out here."

"...maybe," you began, eyes still transfixed on the raging swirls of stormy snow that engulfed you; xiao turned his attention towards you with intrigue,

"maybe next time, i can actually experience the surprise she had for me." you mumbled, and leaned further back into his warm body.

deep down, xiao wished he had the guts to fulfil your desires.

PHASE FOUR STATUS OF OPERATION MISTLETOE: COMPLETE AND UTTER FAILURE

"(y/n) i apologize greatly. i've given these two a good scolding for sending you outside in nothing but your evening wear." zhongli gestured to a sheepish hu tao and yanfei, who ran straight into your arms as you entered the house again.

"t-that's fine u-uncle zhongli! b-but for n-now i'd j-just like to g-get a little w-warmed up? i'm r-really s-starting to feel the c-cold now haha." you sputtered between chattering teeth, latching on tightly to the fleece blanket xiao had draped across your shoulders as you used your other hand to stroke the heads of hu tao and yanfei.

"yes, of course. ganyu will bring you some warm tea once i've brewed it," zhongli smiled kindly and turned towards the kitchen before seemingly remembering something and turning back to face you and xiao, "and my dear, you should spend the night here. i'd detest if you were to drive back home in all that snow, it simply isn't safe. i believe we have a spare sleeping bag that you can use."

"y-yeah! that's f-fine with m-me if it's okay with x-xiao?"

before he could even reply (and provide an answer he wasn't even sure of yet), yanfei and hu tao interjected:

"of course he's cool with it! isn't that right, hu tao?" yanfei popped up by your side, accompanied by a nodding hu tao.

"yep yep yep! xiao's got the warmest room in the house!"

one day, xiao swore one day he'd get his two little gremlin sisters back for their transgressions.

"i believe xiao still has a spare set of your pajamas from the last time you slept over, why don't hu tao and yanfei take you to go get settled in his room while you wait for your tea?" zhongli suggested, eyeing his youngest daughters expectantly and silently pleading for them to not cause any more trouble once more before disappearing beyond the doors to the kitchen.

"are you sure you're fine?" he spun you around to face him and let his eyes roam over your body in search of anything worrying.

"oh please, a little snow won't be the end of me. i'll be just fine. but you might wanna fix your tie." you giggled and reached for the silky black tie that the winter winds had strewn over his shoulder, and fixed it back into place. your fingers lingered for just a moment longer than they should've, and managed to steal the breath from his lungs as they caught in the nets in his throat. as soon as they had came into contact with his chest, your fingers disappeared and your warmth trailed off behind his two sisters.

xiao's eyes wandered to your waddling figure, draped in the thick blanket as hu tao and yanfei guided you upstairs. his gaze lingered on you for a moment before he tore himself away and defeatedly groaned into the palms of his hands. weary legs carried him to the seat of the living room couch, where he all but collapsed and dug his elbows into his thighs while cradling his head. the sigh he'd been holding in all night finally slipped past his lips as his entire body sagged in complete and utter exhaustion.

he truly was at a loss for what to do now: if he really was that romantically incompetent on his own, and his little sister's plan hadn't been a success, then what was he left to do? perhaps giving up was in order, but the mere thought of never holding you close in his arms and never addressing you as all the cheesy pet names he's ever thought of before made his heart pang in an indescribable manner. not to mention, there was the fine line to be crossed between best of friends, and sweetest of lovers. would there ever be any return tickets if he ever made it beyond the threshold should you not like him in return? what of the friendship that lasted for nearly two decades up to this point?

if only he hadn't tripped and stumbled down the rose covered path of love towards your inviting arms; perhaps then he wouldn't be psychologically tormenting himself with his own inadequacies. just as he was about to slip below the cusp of his thoughts, a gentle hand placed itself on his shoulder and the scent of mint once again engulfed his nostrils.

"what's bothering you, xiao?" ganyu hummed, perched on the arm rest of the couch as she rubbed soothing circles into his shoulder.

"nothing, everything is absolutely fine." he spat, despite knowing that ganyu deserved least of all to be the brunt of his frustration.

"h-hey, don't get upset...just trying to help," she sighed and placed her hands back into her lap covered by the silky blue dress she wore, "you can always tell me anything that's bothering you. i'll listen."

xiao was reluctant—far too reluctant to inform his older sister that he was head over heels in love with his best friend and that he'd been dragged into a plot devised by their younger sisters to finally get him to fess up his feelings. there was the stubborn part of him that feared bearing his truth and admitting that he was scared: of rejection, of messing up, of so many things. but reluctance aside, ganyu's familiar sunset eyes peered back at him with such care and attention, it was almost as though the words he'd been so violently repressed had become unclogged in his throat with just those few words of reassurance she uttered.

maybe he'll try his luck once more.

the details of "operation mistletoe" came out in jumbled nonsense at first, until ganyu urged him to take him time and he slowly found momentum. from phase one to phase four, and all the moments in between, as well as his burning feelings for you, all his words came out in quiet globs of emotional admission.

"i put my faith in hu tao and yanfei because i thought it would help me confess to (y/n)...but everything kept going wrong a-and on my own...i'm not enough to make them feel things for me...and i'm terrified that if i mess things up that they'll never want to be friends with me again, and i don't think i could bear that."

his head hung low in shame, fists clenched together in front of him. frustration flooded his veins at his own incompetence and shameful admission to the thoughts that had been plaguing him for years.

"xiao..." ganyu mumbled and slid down the arm rest to sit beside him. "i think you're trying too hard to be something you're not. yanfei and hu tao mean well, but in reality romance is nothing like it's depicted in anime or dramas. n-not that i have any experience!" she quickly clarified, waving her hand in dismissal.

"but on my own," xiao paused and looked at his trembling hands, "(y/n) would never love someone like me."

ganyu frowned and overlapped his hand within two of her own. "xiao, i've looked after you and (y/n) since you two were in diapers. even if they can't see you romantically, there's no doubt in my mind that they'll never stop caring and loving for you, even if it's platonic. most importantly, (y/n) would love you for who you are even if it means they deal with your communicative problems and standoffish behavior. n-not that t-there's anything wrong with that o-of course!"

xiao felt a small smile creep its way onto his face as he stewed in ganyu's words. in truth: ganyu was right. you weren't so flimsy that you'd toss him aside should you reject his feelings, and you were well aware that it was impossible to reproduce the suave character of a handsome drama lead in someone like him. you've stuck by his side for all these years, not an ideal version of him, just him as he is: wholly human and bound to trip and fall yet get back up again.

"take a chance, xiao. it's alright if it doesn't work out; i know they'd never leave you." ganyu hummed and rubbed a comforting hand up and down his spine.

"i should've gone to you for help instead of letting yanfei and hu tao drag me around all night." he laughed breathlessly to conceal the film of tears hanging from his golden eyes and hid his face in his hands.

"ah so you three were scheming in the cleaning closet instead of looking for air freshener, that makes a lot more sense now." ganyu giggled and nudged his shoulder. "you're much of a better person than you give yourself credit for, xiao. don't sell yourself short."

with a shaky inhale, xiao managed to shyly squeak out: "i really, really like them, ganyu."

"i know, you'd have to be a fool not to notice after all." she smiled and smoothed over the top of his frazzled locks, "tell them how you feel when you're ready."

the thing is, he wondered: how do you know if you're ready?

"heya! soooo we couldn't find the sleeping bag, ehe~"

his fingers went to press the bridge of his nose almost immediately as if to soothe the oncoming migraine that his sisters would inevitably give him. the sleeping bag was probably hidden away, stuffed under either of their beds, but he didn't have the energy to fight them on it.

"hey, it's no biggie. xiao and i have shared a bed plenty of times together, right?" you chirped as you nudged his side expectantly.

you had indeed shared a bed before, but you left out the crucial fact that you hadn't slept in the same bed as xiao since you were kids. there was absolutely no way his heart could take this, but seeing how you bounced up and down on the balls of your heels, eager eyes peeking through the doorway of his room, it looked like there was no saying "no" to you either way.

"y-yeah, s'fine." he mumbled and shoved his hands into his pockets.

you'd already changed into your pajamas and warmed up from the mishap of phase four. the tea ganyu had brought to warm you up had been half drunk and now you settled comfortably on the side of xiao's large bed with your phone in hand. xiao would think the scene quite domestic and sweet if not for the jeering presence of his sisters behind him.

"there's only..."

"...one bed! it's straight out of fanfiction!"

their whisper-squeals did little to calm his racing heartbeat and no sooner than they had spoken did xiao usher them off with hisses under his breath.

"okay, you two have had your fun. now shoo," xiao turned them around and gently pushed their backs out of the door to his room, but not discreetly leaning down towards them and whispering a hushed "thank you."

"hey, no need! (y/n) would be super lucky to date you." hu tao cheered quietly and shoved an encouraging thumbs up for him.

"exactly, we're just glad to help. aaaand this kept hu tao from pulling any disastrous pranks this year." yanfei side eyed her sister, who innocently peered back with starlit eyes.

even after wishing them goodnight and shutting his door, the nervous pitter-patter of his heart had yet to cease. the dress shirt he'd been wearing all night stuck to his skin and itched at his sides and he wanted nothing more for it to be gone.

"xiao? you gonna get changed or do you plan on going to bed looking like a butler?" you snickered from your seat on his bed, knees tucked tight against your chest from beneath his white comforter.

he merely rolled his eyes and shuffled towards his drawers to pull out a soft, white t shirt and dark blue checkered pajama bottoms. you turned on your side to allow him privacy, but even with your eyes fixated on the phantom blue screen of your phone, xiao couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. too many times did his fingers fumble with the buttons of his shirt and too many times did he misstep while trying to put on his pajama pants.

"you okay?" you called, face still turned the other way.

"y-yeah! just...lost my balance." he mumbled out an excuse and slid the t shirt over his head.

with every step he took towards his light switch, his heart's pulse threatened to burst out of his chest. he could practically feel the slight thump in his throat right beside his bobbing adam's apple.

"tell them when you're ready." but when will he be ready?

with a flick of his finger, his room shrouded itself in darkness with only the gentle trickle of pearly moonlight to illuminate the large, obsidian floor rug that blanketed his bedroom. you looked towards him and shut your phone off, scooching over in his bed to make room for his body. as much as his limbs trembled, he managed to slip underneath his sheets and turned on his side so that his back faced you and his body hung off the side of the bed in order to give you as much space as you needed.

"what are you doing? you know the bed is big enough for the both of us, right?" you giggled, and his stomach jolted in his body as your arms slid around his waist and pulled him into the bed, closer to your body.

"i just w-wanted to respect your space..." he mumbled into his pillow, and with the heat that reverberated off of the fabric he was sure that his face was nothing but a blushing mess right now. you'd said something of comfort to him, but it was blotted out by the thumping in his ears.

your arms still loosely draped themselves around his waist, and the heat of your body gently brushed against his back and sent tingles up his spine. there was absolutely no way he'd be able to sleep with how hard his heart was pounding in his ears.

your name flew out of his lips before he decided to let his mind overwork him to the bone and interfere once more: "(y/n)?"

"hm?"

"i..." his lips went dry and all the words he'd been practicing over and over again in his head flitted off into the air. your hand gently pressed against his tense shoulder blade, silently encouraging to take his time. but all he could feel was the warmth of your hand against his back; even just your presence was enough to send his heart into hysterics.

you were it for him, he was sure no one else could ever make him feel as safe and warm as you did.

he wasn't sure when he had inched closer to the edge again, perhaps it was when he felt the ticklish fan of your breath against the nape of his neck or when you shifted closer so that your leg brushed against his. xiao simply thought his mind had finally chosen to descend into the realm of sleep when his view of his bedroom ceiling began to turn and the familiar yet unfamiliar sensation of falling engulfed him.

it wasn't until his back made a muted impact against the carpet did he realize that yes, he, as a twenty one year old man, had just fallen out of his own bed.

"xiao?! are you alright?" you scrambled to the edge of the bed and peered down at him with worry glossed over in your eyes.

he sighed and draped an arm over his eyes, a warbled smile stretching itself onto his lips. "yeah, all good." he mumbled.

just as he was about to suggest that you sleep in ganyu's room, a pillow hit his stomach, followed by the weight of his comforter. you tossed a pillow beside him onto the soft carpet and scooted off of the bed to lay on the other side of him on the carpet.

"what are you doing?"

you turned to him with a cheeky smile and fluffed out the ends of the comforter, "sleeping on the floor with you, duh," you snorted and fixed the pillow on the rug, "when we were kids we used to do this all the time during sleepovers when you couldn't sleep, remember? we pretended it was camping."

of course xiao remembered, he could never forget his sleepless nights only remedied by the comfort of his floor rug, and how much you complained about your aching back in the morning yet never blamed him for an inch of your pain. "yeah, but i never fell off my own bed first." he choked out a laugh and shoved the pillow under his head before burying the heels of his palms into his eyes.

"times change, so do methods." you joked and laid flat on your back so that both you and xiao stared up at his ceiling, where the glow in the dark stars you both had stuck up nearly a decade ago still clung to the chipped, white paint.

"do you think that we'll ever change?"

the question came out choked and barely uttered under his breath but somehow you managed to hear him even through all the thick barrier and fog he had produced.

"of course we will," you hummed as xiao turned his head to the side to avoid your knowing gaze. his eyes snapped open when your fingers hesitantly brushed against his own before intertwining with his fingers, "but we'll change together."

of all the love advice and training sessions hu tao and yanfei had put him through, never did it occur to him that you wouldn't leave him behind in the dust even if he struggled to convey his feelings. he had always felt the pressure to keep up and measure up to his best friend's amazing qualities, yet preserve the years of history behind them. and yet you so boldly claimed that despite change, you'd be right by his side.

how do you know if you're ready? maybe he is.

"i think i'm in love with you."

too nervous to face you, xiao could only zero in on the glowing stars on his ceiling and squeezed your intertwined hand to quell the nervous tide washing up in his stomach.

"i know," you giggled and raised your intertwined hands to press against your heart, which thundered just as much if not more than his.

xiao's heart stuttered before jackhammering against the thin roof of his ribcage as he shot up and whipped his head to look back down at you, still laying on your back and looking up at the glow-in-the-dark stars with your hand still intertwined with his—as if nothing had happened.

"you....you knew?" he mumbled breathlessly.

you shifted so that you sat up and faced him, body impossibly close to his as you used your free hand to play with the tips of his intertwined fingers.

"welllll," you started with a cheeky smile, "you did propose to me when we were six."

xiao groaned into the skin of the palm he rubbed over his face. he, unfortunately, remembered every detail of proposing to you with a ring made of a daisy and taking you "wedding clothes shopping" in his sister's and papa's closets.

"for the record, i think i do too."

dreaming, he was surely dreaming, because there was no way that you reciprocated his feelings.

"y-you...me? love??" his pointer finger jutted against his chest.

"i wouldn't put it like a caveman, but yeah," you laughed and caressed your thumb over the back of his knuckles, "i do, i love you lots."

"oh," was all he could manage to say amidst the tides of emotions that washed over him: his heart was practically still with how fast it was beating, and he thanked the darkness for granting him the mercy of concealing the raging blush that had overtaken his face.

how many nights had he spent dreaming of the moment where his hand would engulf yours and trail imaginary lines over the bumps of your knuckles? so many, that as he reached his free, trembling hand up to stroke the apple of your cheek, he thought himself still asleep and dreaming of your love.

your warm nose gently brushed against his, and though the lips he's dreamt of since he was a kid were so, so close to him, he found himself planting his forehead in the crook of your shoulder and gripping your hand with a nervous fervor through stuttered breaths. your laugh hummed against his skin as you ran a hand through his locks and pressed a gentle kiss to the tender area of his temple.

he was no casanova or romeo, nor was he particularly the best at romance and love. but no doubt in his mind: if you could embrace him with honey lined hugs and kisses that made his insides melt just as he is, there's no other place he'd rather be and no other way he would've had the evening play out.

there was always an unspoken language whispered in the comfortable silence between you two, and somehow you always managed to understand the jumbled desires and conversations in his heart that never met the threshold of his voicebox. sleep wasn't calling, but the desire to hold you within his arms was.

and as he tugged you down with him, pulled the covers over your bodies, and held you close against his chest to peer up at the glow-in-the-dark stars above, xiao felt all the worries of his night melt away and fizzle off like glitter into the air around him.

in your arms and with the lull of your heartbeat did he finally find paradise: a lover's secret garden where he'd love to walk hand-in-hand with you for as long as time would allow him.

"shhh! not so loud, you'll wake them up!"

ganyu—as the eldest—always made it her priority to keep her siblings in order. but just this once perhaps a little indulgence was allowed, as she leaned against the doorframe and watched with a fond smile as yanfei eagerly took round upon round of pictures on her phone of you comfortably nestled deep in xiao's embrace under the covers.

"see! i knew hiding the sleeping bag was a good call." hu tao giggled and quietly tip toed to yanfei's side to observe the angles at which she took photos

the morning light had made a great highlight of the slight trail of drool from your lips, and the tousled mess that was their brother's hair.

"alright, you two, i think that's enough. let's go help papa start breakfast." ganyu gently chided with a whisper and ushered the two girls to her side.

"awww, these photos are gonna look so good in the album." yanfei cooed as she swiped through the pictures and obeyed her sister's orders to tiptoe quietly to the doorway of xiao's room.

just as hu tao was about to follow, the rustle of sheets behind her and a raspy "hu tao?" made her stop dead in her tracks.

"xiao! uhhh-" she nervously whipped her head to yanfei and ganyu, who pretended to not notice her silent plea for help, "we were just- uh- you know?" she sheepishly smiled and raised her hands in surrender.

he really didn't know what she was talking about, nor why all three of his sisters had decided to congregate in his room. but the slight shift of your body in his arms reminded him of all the events that had transpired yesterday, and suddenly the annoyance and fatigue melted away into honeyed bliss.

"so," yanfei started, a mischievous smile dancing on her lips, "was our operation successful?"

his head shifted on his pillow to peer down at you with what he felt were metaphorical hearts in his eyes. a gentle brush of his fingers against your temple gave hu tao and yanfei all the confirmation they needed as they dashed out of his room with bubbling, giddy grins on their faces. ganyu chuckled and let him know of breakfast's brewing before quietly shutting the door and leaving him to bask in the warm, morning silence and your warmth within his arms.

xiao prayed that you wouldn't wake from his gentle touches, but against all odds your eyes fluttered open to reveal the beautiful shade of (e/c) that he loved so much. your lips stretched into a hazy smile as your raspy voice mumbled a "good morning"...

...followed by a quick, chaste kiss to his lips.

it'd be so nonchalant, xiao would've dismissed it as if you'd sent him a teasing remark like usual if not for the realization that you had just kissed him as if it were already part of your routine.

"oh! i'm sorry...i just- i did that instinctively..." your hands flew to your mouth, apologetic eyes flickering to gauge his reaction.

xiao didn't care for firsts, just that the first person to kiss his lips was you: his best friend, and the person he loved more than anything in this world. his hand, warm from the heat of your bodies, moved to cup your cheek and thumbed just below your eye.

the minute his lips connected with yours once again, he didn't feel fireworks or electric sparks like hu tao and yanfei's romantic animes and dramas and articles described. rather, his heart felt as though it had been dipped into a sweet pool of warm honey, and if he concentrated hard enough he'd feel the gentle flap of butterfly wings deep in the pits of his stomach, and the faint, fragrant scent of dewy carnations and roses in the height of spring.

sooner or later, he'd have to get up and pull you up from the ground and listen to you complain about the cricks and soreness in your back. his father and ganyu would embarrass him with stories of his youth during breakfast while you stuffed your cheeks with fluffy waffles bathed in sweet syrup. and there was no doubt in his mind that hu tao and yanfei would fill you in on operation mistletoe.

but even within all its chaos and domesticity, xiao would never change a single bit of it: not his family, not you, and not the stupid four-phase operation that got him here in the first place.

OPERATION MISTLETOE STATUS: A SUPER DUPER WONDERFUL SUCCESS!

date published: december 23rd, 2021

[phaticserpent]

Hi! If it's ok, could I request Ultron with a reader who comes back home drunk and dismisses his protests by talking about how she's going to marry him?

I thought it might be a cute idea.

Thanks in advance!

Omgomgmomgigjgjfjfj yes!

Warning: drunk, mention of alcohol consumption

It was a wild night with your friends, specifically because it was graduation and everyone had finished college. You had promised Ultron to drink and stay safe, yet you couldn't help but try different beverages with your friends. It was a nice time, if only you could remember half of what was being said. Soon enough, the party had ended and everyone left as quickly as they had arrived. You checked the time on your phone and squinted until your vision was clear.

"Come on (Y/N), I'll drop you home." Your friend offered and ypu couldn't protest, not when you could barely stand. So, forcing yourself to drag your feet, you eventually made it inside the car. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Haha, yeah! It...it was fun." You slurred over your words. "Wha...at about you? Did you have fun?"

"I found a group playing a game and joined in! Met a couple of new people and there was a cute guy in the group—" you blanked out immediately after. "(Y/N).....(Y/N)!"

"Huh?"

"We're here."

"Oh! Okay! Thank you." You hobbled out of the vehicle and waved goodbye to your friend. Honestly, the whole trek up to your apartment was a blur and a concerning one at that. You stared at the key in your hand and the dozens of keyholes you were seeing.

"Ultron...." you knocked. "Open....the door, it's me." The door cracked open and you trudged inside. Before you could let a word out of gratitude, he scooped you up into his arms and carried you. Your head rolled to the side and hung upside down.

"Are you alright? I'll get you some water." As he placed you on the couch. You reached back for the warmth but he was already in the kitchen. "I was worried something might've happened to you."

"Ultron...you know how much I love you right? Like.....genuinely."

"Oh I do." Ultron chuckled.

"I swear...when I earn a lot a lot a lot of money, I'm gonna marry you. Mmmm, yeah." You laughed. "What's your ring size?"

"Please." Ultron sighed. "Unlikely." He sauntered over with a glass of water and handed it to you. You only pouted.

"Why? You don't love me?"

"No! I love you....so much, you have no idea.....I just, don't think you'll stick around that long."

"I will never leave you. You're perfect, emphasis on perfect." You smiled. "Which is why I'm gonna marry you no matter what."

"Mm, you made sure you have all your belongings right?" Ultron dismissed and headed to check your purse.

"No changing the topic, sir!" You cried out. "I may be drunk out of my mind–"

"Oh so you're self conscious." Ultron cracked a grin while you pouted.

"But mark my words, I will marry you. You can't escape me!" You pointed dramatically and laughed as you fell back on the couch. The silence was a confirmation that you had fallen asleep.

"Oh boy." Ultron chuckled. Of course, he didn't leave you hanging on the couch and carried you to bed. And when you had woken up, you didn't remember a thing but Ultron had a smug look on his face. Least to say, you were concerned what had happened the night before.

[gyuphorias]

does your mind ever go...

mmmm hard dom!jacob, his hands around your neck. "you underestimated my dominance..."

why are u in my head ... get out of there ... especially bc when i reblog things abt him on my main, i'm always like "oh he's so soft! he's so cute! so sweet!"

you spend your time together babying him, smoothing your hands over his skin and fixing his hair and cooing at him. obviously, he does this back because he really is a sweet, affectionate boyfriend and he loves returning your actions, especially if it gets you all flustered. but you do that kind of shit in front of the boys or in public with other people around? when you get home, it's all he can do to make sure you get to the bedroom before he's pressing you up against the wall, one hand safely pressed around your throat as he stares down at you and the other dipping under the hem of your shirt. "why do you have to baby me all the time, huh? and in front of sunwoo and eric too... i think you forget how hard i can go on you. you need me to remind you?" you're already going a bit dumb, but you nod anyways because you know it's gonna be good.

[blueprint-han]

soothing — lee felix.

pairing — felix x (gn) reader

genre — fluff.

word count — 1.9 K

warnings — the reader has hair long enough to braid, other than that, 

note — husband felix brain go bzz bzz <3

“Whoa—” Felix immediately lifts his coffee cup into his hands when you plop down headfirst on the sofa right next to him, groaning in relief as the soft couch fabric surrounds and engulfs you. You throw your bag onto the floor, squirming your way out of your coat before doing the same with it. Felix giggles, the motions you’re adopting to try and not move from the couch but still get yourself a bit more free looking way too funny to the other person.

Your hair is out of it’s ponytail that Felix had surely seen you leave in, and completely disheveled, as though to prove how tired you truly are. Placing his coffee cup on the center table, he scoots closer to your sprawled out figure on the couch, biting his lip to hold back his laugh, but failing to do so.

“Hello to you too, welcome back!” He says all happy and smiley, which you can clearly hear in his tone. His voice instantly brings you some calm, and you sigh, pulling yourself out of your comfortable position to give Felix what seemed like the most adorable expression your husband had ever seen. Your shoulders are slouched yet they seem stiff, as though you’ve been housing tension in them all day. There’s a pout on your face, directed towards Felix for indirectly making fun of your actions, but he knows it’s not serious.

“Hey, I’ve had a terrible day today. Cut me some slack.”

“I can see that,” Felix points out, reaching out to push away the hair that falls over your face and restricts your eyesight. Your eyes immediately flutter shut, and you lean into his touch, almost landing headfirst in front of Felix’s lap if he hadn’t started giggling again in that awfully serotonin-inducing tone and propped his hand against your forehead.

“There, there. Why don’t you go to our room and sleep for a while, hm? We’ll order takeout today, if that makes you feel better.”

Mm, yes. Pizza. Comfort Food.

“That sounds good…” You smile dizzily, still resting the weight of your head against Felix’s hand. Then, you open your eyes, meeting his soft ones and let yourself admire the beauty of your husband for two seconds. He’s been growing his hair long nowadays, and that long hair is tied into a neat ponytail behind him. His smile is as bright as ever. It’s the kind of smile that makes you want to cry and tear up, but also makes your heart flutter whenever it’s directed at you, or literally anything.

His eyes twinkle when they meet yours, and you let your eyes trail over the freckles littering his skin and nose. He’d still be in his makeup most of the times when you’d get home, so this sight is definitely an invited one. You had to admit — to you, there was nothing more beautiful than Felix’s beauty without any makeup, or filter, or editing. He was best when he was himself, his smiley, cute, adorable self. The only one who could make you feel calm without even doing anything, the only person who could make everything seem better with just the smallest gesture.

The only person who made your heart flutter the way it did right now.

You breath in before leaning closer to him, giving him an expression he knew very well. Even after two years of marriage, he could still never not melt whenever you gave him puppy eyes, or whenever you tried to act cute for him to give you something.

“Okay, I know that look-” Felix shakes his head and laughs heartily, leaning toward you too and squishing your cheeks. 

“Pleaseeeeee~” You drag, scrunching up your face in the way you knew your husband would give in to your advances. “I’m tired and plus you petting my hair whenever I fall asleep on your lap is very soothing.”

“Okay, but only on one condition — you go change and freshen up before that.” Felix points to your formal clothing, and you huff in disapproval. “Not going to lie, you smell- kinda.” He makes that cute scrunchy face that you can’t help but malfunction over, even though he’d just teased you.

“Alright, fine.” You roll your eyes playfully, getting off the couch and slouching your way to your shared room, letting yourself change and wash your face. It does make you feel a lot less tense and relieved, but all in all, more excited to fall asleep on your husband’s lap. His touch is always gentle, like a violin bow sliding off it’s strings to produce gentle, calming music.

When you come back, Felix has already cleaned up the couch, the blanket that was sprawled on it now neatly spread for you to tuck yourself into. Obviously, this wasn’t your first time falling asleep with Felix on the couch — it happened more often than one would think it would, to the point where Felix insisted there always be a pillow and a blanket on the couch. The pillow is placed against his lap, and he’s already finished his coffee up and scrolling through his phone.

When he feels your head softly land against his lap, he smiles to himself, placing his phone away and immediately tangling his fingers into your hair as you pull the blanket on top of you, tucking it under your chin and snuggling yourself all warm and cozy against him.

“There, doesn’t that feel a lot better than slithering around in your work clothes?” Felix asks, placing another hand on your thigh to rub small circles into it. 

“Yeah, it really does.”

When Felix starts running his hands through your hair and drawing soothing patterns on it, your whole body immediately feels like it’s melting into the couch. The warmth from the blanket combined with the magic his hands possessed was enough to push you into a deep slumber, until a question pops up in your brain, and halts your train to slumberland.

“When was the last time you braided my hair?” you ask, any signs of your sleep vanished all of a sudden.

“Huh- that’s sudden.”

“Just something that I remembered.”

“Hmm, I guess it was in the early time of our marriage? I don’t remember doing your hair after that, to be honest.”

“Ooh!” You perk up, turning to meet Felix’s gaze. “Why don’t you do it now? I’ll get the comb! One second-” 

“Wait, wait, wait.” Felix pushes you back onto his lap, smiling brightly at your eagerness. “What happened to hey I’ve had a terrible day and I'm tired?”

“Like I said, your hands in my hair is always soothing, plus, my hair's a mess and braiding it would be better.” You push his hand away, running over to your room to fetch the comb before scurrying back to him. You sit down at the couch in front of Felix, pushing the comb into his hand and facing forward.

Felix smiles fondly at you, his heart pounding at your excitement for something so small. He’s lucky to have such a wife, really. A person who knows him truly, a person who loves him for who he truly is on the inside, and a person who can always find happiness with him in the smallest things.

As for you? You’ve lucky to have such a husband. Such a bright, outgoing, empathetic person. You’ve been really blessed to have someone as pure hearted, kind and lovely as him. You’ve been blessed to be the woman he finds his happiness with.

“Okay…” He runs the comb through your hair, and owing to its effect, instantly, your eyes flutter close when he places his hand on top of your head. There was something so exquisite about his touch, it was so soothing. It was like a soft feather running against your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake but always led you to feel relaxed. 

Once Felix has smoothed down your hair, he begins braiding it, and you're already half asleep at this point. It’s like a warm cocoon of love and pure adoration for each other is surrounding the both of you, lulling you into the blissful intimacy of just being with each other and sharing this comfortable silence.

You can hear Felix’s laugh and it pulls you out of your trance. You then realise that you’re almost close to falling asleep on Felix’s knee — clearly, you were still sleepy regardless of your excitement.

“Y/N, you’re leaning to the side.”

“Didn’t I say your hands were soothing?”

Felix blushes. He still can’t help but feel shy of your reaction to his touch even after so long, especially when you’re so direct and open about it. He ignores the heat rising up to his cheeks, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your hair and forehead before combing through it again and gathering your hair into a ponytail.

“Okay, just stay straight until the first two plaits, and then you can sleep.”

“Mmmm, I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep myself up for so long though. This feels nice…”

“Y/N, come on!” Felix slaps your shoulder slightly, feeling himself blush even more. Of course, you can’t see him because you’re facing forward, but you can sense the overly chirpy, bright tone he’s speaking in. You’d be the first to know about your husband that he gets very shy when he’s praised for anything.

“Okay, okay fine. But do it quickly.”

Felix hums in reply before running his hands through your hair one more time, gently crossing the sections of hair over each other over and over again. The room is filled with a soft, quiet comfortable silence — one that Felix loves a lot. He wants nothing more than such soft and pretty moments, such lovin moments with his wife.

As he braids, your body leans more and more to his knee, and by the time he’s done, your cheek is pressed cutely against his thigh, your eyes closed shut in slumber. He quickly ties the end with a hair tie, and silently stares at your calm figure snoozing on his knee.

“So cute…” He thinks, not being able to hold back his smile as he lets himself admire your sleeping figure for a quick moment, before mischievously poking your cheek.

You whine at the intrusion, squirming around and you’re almost about to fall asleep again if it isn’t for your husband being a little shit, poking at your cheek again.

“What is it?” You whine louder this time.

“You’re gonna sprain your neck.” Felix says as a matter-of-fact.

“Ugh, okay fine… you’re gonna have to give me more of your ramen for disturbing me.” You pout, lifting yourself up before crawling into the blankets and lying down on Felix’s lap again.

“Hey! Who’s the one who ignored their sleep and got their poor husband to braid their hair?”

“You say that like you weren’t just blushing two minutes ago, sunshine.”

Felix has no words for that, and ends up stuttering. You giggle in victory, tucking yourself into the blanket once again before fluttering your eyes close. You bask in the calmness of the surroundings, letting yourself revel in the feeling of warmth that seeps through you.

Except, one thing’s missing.

“Hey!” You call, snapping your husband out of his admiring gaze. He doesn’t know when he got so engrossed into admiring your beauty, but nonetheless, he can’t stop himself from feeling warm internally when you pout once again. 

“Your hands.” You rub your head against where it’s rested against his thigh, a frown on your face due to the lack of, to quote you, soothingness.

So cute, Felix thinks again in awe, tangling his fingers into your hair before finally, finally watching you drift off to sleep peacefully.

networks: @inkidz​ @kpopscape​ @kdiarynet​ @fluffyskzclub​ @destinyverse​ @skzwritersclub​ @kwritersworld​ @lovesick-net​

taglist: @cafejjunie​ @sleepylixie​ ​ @coco-riki​ ​ @stayndays​ ​ @yutassecretheaven​ ​ @lost-midnight-flower​ ​ @p2q3r4​ @anskiie​ ​ @happiestgirlontheeastcoast @cuddlychrisbang @orphic-chan​

[triplexdoublex]

Scotty Doesn’t Know

Pairings: Colson x Reader

Warnings/tags: smut, cheating

A/N: based off this old song Scotty Doesn’t know from the movie Euro Trip. Colson has a small lesser known band in this fic. https://youtu.be/7_AKr1BEajA

“Does Scotty know you're here?” Colson asks as you unbuckle his pants

“No! What do you think I am? Stupid?” You question dropping to your knees.

“So, what’s your plan y/n, you just gonna string him along forever. C’mom already I want you to myself.”

You pull him free from the confines of his jeans “Can we talk about this later?”

“Y/N!” Colson scolds at your attempt to avoid the conversation for the umpteenth time.

“Sorry it’s not polite to talk with your mouth full,” you respond coyly before stuffing your mouth with him.

“God, you’re gonna be the death of me!” He groans, pushing your hair out of your face and wrapping it around his fist. “You’re lucky you’re so fucking good at this!” He grits between his teeth slowly rocking his pelvis as he holds you in place, your cheeks hollowing around him as you suck.

Your phone buzzes in your pocket and you quickly try to silence it with your free hand before Colson hears but it’s too late; he lets out an annoyed groan and you know he heard it— Knows who it is . You distract him, sucking him harder, faster and cupping his balls — you know he loves it when you play with them. He’s told you on occasion that your head game is so good it could make him forget his own name; you’re just hoping now that it’s good enough to forget your boyfriend just texted in the middle of it, because the last thing you wanna do is talk about it … again.

************

Long after you’ve swallowed him down, you’re content with yourself thinking just maybe you really did make him forget about the mid-head text from your boyfriend when all of a sudden he springs it on you. “Did you text him back?”

“Who?” You feign innocence.

“Y/N don’t play stupid, you know who!”

“Oh, Scotty?”

“Yes, fuckin-Scotty. Who else?”

“Yeah, I just said ‘sorry I missed your text I was at church.”

“CHURCH!” Colson chokes out a laugh. “Just because you were on your knees on a Sunday morning , doesn’t count as church. Why can’t you just tell him the truth and break up with him already?”

“He’s my best friend's brother. It’s complicated. She made me promise I wouldn’t break his heart.”

“Sooo fuckin’ me behind his back is your solution to that?”

“Until I can figure out a way to let him down easy and not destroy my relationship with my best friend, yeah.”

“Solid plan,” he says sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “Be a shame if he found out about us before then.”

“You wouldn’t!” You can’t tell if you're scolding or pleading .

“I might,” he smirks.

“Colson, please!” —Pleading, you’re definitely pleading.

“Oh, relax Y/N, I’m not gonna tell him— maybe just help the poor fuck figure it out on his own.

*********

By noon he’s got you on your knees again— hands and knees to be exact, pushing into you from behind.

“Oh fuck Colson, just like that!”

“Yeah, you like this dick, huh? Better than Scotty’s I bet!” He grips your hips roughly and snaps his hips forward. “Who fucks you better, him or me?” He taunts.

“You!” You answer without hesitation. He knows it’s the truth you’ve often complained about having to fake it with Scotty.

Just then your phone goes off blaring Scotty's ringtone

“Speak of the devil… Answer it!” He demands.

“Colson are you —?”

“I’m not playing — answer it or I’m not gonna let you finish!”

“Fuck— fine.” You reach down off the bed to the floor to retrieve your phone, while Colson keeps a firm grip on your waist, making sure he stays buried in your warm cunt. “Hel-lo” you answer, failing miserably to disguise how out of breath you are.

“Y/N? You alright?” Scotty questions.

“Sorry… umm yeah. I just—” you pause to suppress a moan “— I just ran to grab the phone.”

“Oh ok, I was just calling cuz the guys wanna take me out next weekend for my birthday but I didn’t know if you had anything planned for us already?”

Oh fuck, his birthday— you completely forgot. “Well… yeah, I did” you lie. “But it’s okay, go with your friends we can do something the weekend after.” You already have plans to attend one of Colson’s bands gigs this weekend anyways.

“Thanks, babe. You’re the best!”

Colson’s blood boils at the pet name. “Fuck” he drives his hips into you as hard as he can. Your teeth pierce into your lip as you bite back a moan.

“What was that!?” Scotty asks.

“The TV,” you answer quickly.

“Mmmm, you are so bad, baby,” Colson whispers into your flesh as he kisses between your shoulder blades. “I can tell you’re close, don’t hang up til you cum.”

“Oh whatcha watching?” Scotty inquires.

“Ummm… Horror movie— shit!” You choke out.

Colson brushes your hair of the nape of your neck and nuzzles into the crook.“C’mon baby, cum for me,”

“Must be really scary— you seem on edge.”

If he only knew how close to the edge you actually are right now .

“Yeah it’s really s— oh FUCK holy shit!” You scramble to hang up the phone as your orgasm hits; Colson’s following moments later.

“Uhh, Y/N! Fuck!” His moans are loud and exaggerated.

“I already hung up, dipshit!” You playfully punch him

In the arm after he pulls out.

You pick your phone back up and shoot Scotty a text ‘sorry, jump scare. I accidentally hung up.’

********************

“Five minutes til stage.” A voice announces from behind the backstage curtain. Today’s the day of Colson’s band's big gig, and coincidentally Scotty’s birthday.

“Perfect timing.” Colson smirks as he pulls his pants back up over his ass and you button your top. “Nothing like a little backstage quickie, before a show.” He kisses you then heads to the stage; you take side stage, hanging out near the crew and equipment.

“How we all doing tonight?!” Colson shouts into the mic. The crowd cheers lively in response. “Aight, that’s what I like to hear! I’m gonna start out with a new song about someone special; the sexiest little sex kitten I know!” He looks to you. “Y/N get your sexy little ass up here!”

You blush as you climb the few stairs that lead to the stage taking Colson’s outreached hand and he pulls you up. Your stomach sloshes with nerves and excitement, simultaneously eager to hear Colson’s song about you and concerned about this getting back to Scotty somehow. You try to push Scotty to the back of your mind and just enjoy Colson song about you … until it starts —

“Scotty doesn't know that Y/N and me

Do it in my van every Sunday

She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go

Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know ”

Oh, Scotty doesn't know

So don't tell Scotty

Scotty doesn't know

Scotty doesn't know

So don't tell Scotty”

Your hand flies up to cover your gaping mouth as he continues to sing— each line more divulging than the last. You can’t help but laugh and decide to throw caution to the wind at this point and begin to jump and dance along. Colson sneaks up behind you as he reveals more and more of your secrets into the mic, wrapping a hand around your neck as he snaps his hips forward against your ass.

“I can't believe he's so trusting

While I'm right behind you thrusting

Y/N’s got him on the phone

And she's trying not to moan

It's a three-way call and he knows nothing, nothing”

It’s as Colson sings one of the songs most incriminating lines—“I did her on his birthday” — that you notice a familiar face in the crowd making their way to the front. “Which is today by the way” he ad libs.

“SCOTTY!!” You gasp.

“Oh shit it’s Scotty!” Colson announces and then opts for a lyric change — “Scotty does know , Scotty does know!”