#especially because i was writing something in the dreams seconds before i woke up

[evakant]

just had the weirdest fucking dream

[awfcspencer]

Hey!! Could you write a fic with R being a teenager that plays for arsenal, so shes kind of the baby of the team. In a derby she gets fouled many times and in the end R ends up breaking her leg or something. The team is kind of protective over her and after the match they take care of her. (maybe leah being like her mother figure) Hope that makes sense x

Protective || awfc x reader

awfc x reader, leah williamson x reader (platonic)

prompt: requested

warnings: mentions of injury, mostly fluff

a/n: hope i did this request justice!

Being the youngest on the team came with many, many perks. Your every need was constantly met, the older girls liking it better when you simply didn’t lift a finger, mostly because in some way they thought you would mess something up, but a win is a win, sometimes. On the flip side, being the youngest means you were babied like no other. The girls even adopted the nickname ‘teeny’ because you were one, a teenager, and two, because it sounds like tiny, as you were not only the youngest but also one of the smallest.

You had signed your first professional contract when you turned 18, coming up through the academy, Arsenal was your home, your dream club, and you loved playing for Arsenal. You currently live with Leah because your parents and fellow teammates did not want you living alone, worrying themselves dry with scenarios that would never realistically happen on your own. Moving in with Leah was easy because you had practically known Leah your whole life, looking up to her as a role model and now she was your teammate. Leah had became basically a second mother to you, always making sure you ate breakfast, brushed your teeth, the usual ‘mom’ things. You honestly enjoyed living with her, not that you would ever give her the satisfaction of saying it out loud.

Derby days were always huge for Arsenal, important matches that needed to go in Arsenal’s favor and securing the three points, especially when it was the North London derby. Growing up a lifelong fan of Arsenal, Tottenham Hotspurs were the enemy and battling for North London was always entertaining. Today was going to be the first derby you were actually going go be playing in and starting. You are a dangerous forward and working alongside Frida and Beth, it was sure to be an exciting game.

Unfortunately for you, Leah had come into your room and woke you up far too early. Leah had tried to gently wake up, speaking softly and gently shaking your shoulder, but her efforts were useless because you were stone cold out. She moved to a different approach, getting a running start and jumping straight on your bed, screaming, “Y/N Y/N WAKE UP ITS DERBY DAY!”

The sudden yelling and body on top of you awoke you instantly, frantically scanning the room to see if there was an immediate problem. Only to find Leah laying on you with a cheeky smile before she says, “Well good morning Teeny.”

You couldn’t really ever be actually mad at Leah, but you sure could pretend, loving when you gave her a hard time. You quickly send her the harshest glare you could possibly muster up and simply just push her off of you and exit the bed. She follows your body a step behind and wraps you in a warm hug, already apologizing for yelling and jumping on you, ushering out words fast. You stay silent while she speaks before saying, “I will only except your apology if we can get Nando’s after the match today.”

“Score a goal and we win the game, I pinky promise we can get Nando’s” she replies as she sticks out her pinky finger. You bring her pinky in to seal the promise and begin getting ready for match day. Leah has already packed your kit bag the night prior and even set out your jumper and sweats that you were supposed to be wearing today.

Your nerves were a little high today, your first derby match and you were starting. You really needed to play well and secure the win. It is almost as if Leah could feel your stress and she simply sent you words of encouragement and sealed it with yet another hug and a forehead kiss.

Arriving at the Emirates Stadium alongside Leah, who insisted that she always drive, was always a surreal feeling. Younger you would be simply amazed at what you have accomplished and achieved. Entering the changing room, you were pulled by Viv who gave you a simple pregame talk.

“Teeny, we all believe in you and I know you are going to play well, but I also need you to believe in yourself. Now did you eat breakfast? Drink water today? Did you bring your kit and boots?” she questions as if you have never played a football match ever.

“Yes Viv, I have everything and Leah made me eat the huge breakfast she made this morning, every last bite.” you tell her as you pat your belly. Sometimes the girls treated you like an absolute child, but you knew there was love behind their intentions so you often let it slide.

Luckily for you, Beth came to your rescue, “Leave the kid alone Vivi, she’s not five.” she says.

“Have I told you how much I love you Bethy” you slyly say, moving to hug her and escape Viv’s questions.

Walking onto the pitch, you could certainly hear the loud fans and Arsenal red flooded the stadium. The next 90 minutes of football were sure to be interesting. Quickly finding your spot on the pitch, you high-fived Alessia and did your ritual of 3 jumps, something you started doing very early on in your football days.

The match started close, Tottenham and Arsenal sharing possessions and a lot of the game occurring in the midfield. The pitch was tense, you could feel it, both teams wanting to prove who owned North London, the rivalry running deep. Lia had sent you a perfect curved ball as you made a run to the goal, until suddenly your back was harshly pushed and you fell over. You quickly get up and the ref indicates a foul. You can vaguely hear Leah arguing with the ref but you let it go through one ear and out the other, trying to focus on getting the ball back. Near the end of the first half, every time you had gotten the ball, a Spurs player was roughly all over you, mostly ending in fouls. You tried your best to keep your cool, the same could not be said for your teammates.

“Ref is that not a yellow?” Katie shouts at the referee, hoping to get you some justice for the hammering you are currently experiencing by the opposite team. The ref quickly dismissed Katie and thankfully the halftime whistle blew and you jogged to the changing room. The halftime score was 0-0, as you were mor upset at not being able to score rather than the physically of the match.

In the changing room, your teammates were past angry. “They are all over Teeny, she can barely get the ball without getting fouled.” Alessia stated.

You had yet to really say anything, your body was sore from the harsh hits and falling all over the pitch, you simply just trying to catch your breath after an intense half. With a cold face you say out, “I am okay, keep pushing the ball upwards, one of these times I will be able to put it in the back of the net.” And with that, you and your teammates were making your way back to the pitch to begin the second half.

The Arsenal team that started the second half was scary, becoming more physical and focused on scoring. Arsenal controlled possession and played in Tottenham’s half mostly. A corner had arrived and although you were one of the smallest, you had a way of making yourself open as your opponent would lose you within the players and leave you unmarked. You also were able to jump pretty high and get your head on balls. The next few seconds of the set piece felt like it happened very fast. One second you were jumping in the air and the next you felt a body check you and you fell harsh on the ground, hearing a faint snap in your leg.

The pain the filled your body was stronger than anything you had ever experienced. There was a lot of commotion around you but all you could focus on was the sting in your leg, tears fell at free will. A soft hand meets yours as a voice you recognize as Steph’s says, “It is okay Teeny, everything will be okay. Do not move baby, the medics are coming on now.” You want to get up and continue the match but Steph basically holds your body down. All you can do is sob into her shoulder, a mixture of pain, anger, and the thoughts of your future football career.

The medics take over and help you limp off the pitch carefully, you can see Leah, Katie, and Beth in a heated conversation with the ref but you couldn’t make out their words specifically. The whole injury was incredibly overwhelming and time felt like it flew when you were getting your scans. They had told you the news that you had broken leg and they gave you some pretty high painkillers to ease the intense pain you were in. You hadn’t even noticed that the match was over until you heard a faint knock on the door.

The physio opened the door and almost ever single one of your teammates had made their way into your room. You were still in a bit of a daze with the high emotions and pain, but a soft smile was plastered on your face and you were in a calm state.

“Did I score?” is all you say out, hoping that at least the broken leg was worth it. When the girls had initially entered, they were tense and nervous, not knowing in what condition you were in. The room was quickly filled with laughter though, the girls becoming more personable when you were still their Teeny.

“It hit the back of the net, 1 nil.” Leah laughed out as she reaches out to stroke your cheek and gently move your hair out of your eyes. The girls fall into normal conversations and the physio pulls Leah aside to explain some important details of your exact injury and when to give you medication. You try to get up as the medication is making it feel like you were in no pain at all when Katie forces you back down, “Sorry Teeny, you need to stay in bed. doctors orders.” is all she says as your current state just believes her and you lie back down.

Alessia explains to you how Leah almost got a red card from the ref as she ripped him a new one when you went down. The girls eventually left one by one, wishing you well and giving you hugs until you are left with just Leah.

“Kid you really scared me today.” Leah explains out, the weight of what occurred today finally hitting her.

“I know, I know.” is all you could say out. Breaking your leg was not how you envisioned today going. “Can we still get Nando’s though? Since I did score and we won?” you question.

“Is that all you are thinking about Y/N?” Leah chuckled out. “Yes of course we can.”

The transition to Leah’s car was pretty painful but the strong drugs they gave you were doing wonders for you. The next few days were rough, the weight of being out from football for an extended period of time was heartbreaking for you. Leah could tell you were upset when you did not leave your room. Leah just simply walk into your room and bring you food, water, or your medicine and leave you, understanding that you just needed some time.

By day four, Leah had to do something. She sent a quick text to some of the Arsenal girls and requested them to come over to help make you feel better. Hours later, you hear your door being opened and see Leah poke her head in, “Hey Teeny, you have some visitors. Want to come see?” she questions, hoping you were open to the idea.

The recent day have been harder than you thought they would be, so at first you were reluctant to see your guests but you carefully got up and made your way to the living room. Many of your teammates were standing in your and Leah’s home. “What are you guys doing here?” you smile as you ask.

“We came to cheer you up Teeny!” Beth replies, screaming slightly at you. A large smile appears on your face, a smile Leah hadn’t seen in days.

Several of the girls brought you small plush animals and gifts like flowers and sweets to make you feel a little bit better about your unfortunate situation. Beth and Viv even brought Myle for some puppy cuddles. Most of the girls also offered advice on rehab and helpful stretches. Leah orders in food for the group as you all relax on Leah’s couch and watch a film.

Your injury was painful and hard, but your teammates always knew how to cheer you up and make you feel both loved and important. Your teammates may treat you like baby at times and are way too over protective, but you loved every single one of them.

Eventually your home was empty and Leah worked on cleaning up, you said out, “Thank you for today Leah, really, thank you.” you told her.

“Anything for you Teeny.” Leah said as she placed a kiss on your temple.

[ironstrange1991]

His Medicine

Pairing: Doctor!Strange x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Stephen has a nightmare and when he wakes up he seeks comfort in your arms.

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: SMUT: Possessive sex, oral sex with male and female receiving, deep throat, fingering, unprotected p n v sex, hair pulling, creampie, cum eating, slight male domination. A bit of angst if you dig too much.

A/N: I was missing writing the good and classic smut with og Stephen so here it is. Hope you guys enjoy it and have a good reading. - Any typos or grammar mistakes you see in this, pretend you didn't ;)

You woke up to the movement of Stephen tossing and turning next to you in bed. Your first impression was that he was irritated at not being able to sleep, after all you knew that Stephen had been struggling with insomnia since the accident. Before, he used to sleep really well, according to him.

You closed your eyes again to try to go back to sleep, but he continued tossing and turning in bed so, sighing, you turned on the lamp to finally look at him. It was then that you noticed that he was sleeping, but his body was sweaty under the blanket and he seemed to be struggling against something invisible. You had never seen Stephen have nightmares like that and for a second you wondered if you should wake him up, but before you could make the decision he sat up abruptly on the bed gasping for air and running his hands over his face.

"Stephen..." You sat next to him, touching his shoulder lightly so as not to scare him.

He held your hand tightly and sighed heavily.

"Are you okay? You were having a nightmare."

He nodded. "I haven't had one of these in a long time." He confessed, his voice shaking a bit. "Christ, it was like being there again."

You put your arm around his shoulders and to your surprise, he laid his head on your shoulder seeking comfort. Stephen was extremely affectionate with you, but it was always the other way around, it was always you looking for comfort in him. The change was welcome, but not in that circumstance.

 Automatically your hand searched for his hair and you started stroking it.

"Do you want to tell me about it?"

His arms wrapped around your waist and he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

"The accident. It's always the accident. I thought I had left it behind me, but it still haunts me in my sleep."

You held him in your arms as if that way you could protect him from all the evil that had affected him or that could still affect him. You just wanted to keep him safe there within your reach.

"It was an extremely traumatic experience and you dealt with it alone. Maybe you should consider seeking help..."

He shook his head "I don't need therapy. I already have everything I need."

He said lifting his head and searching for your lips.

You kissed him softly, but disagreed, "I can't save you from the ghosts of your past, Stephen, as much as I want to help you, I don't know how."

He sighed, running a hand over his face again. "They're just dreams. What harm can they do?"

You shook your head. You had been together for almost two years and you were still surprised by how headstrong and stubborn Stephen was. "Disrupting what little decent sleep you have is already something to worry about." You pointed out. "You've barely been sleeping lately, always worried about everyone except yourself. Someone needs to take care of you while you're taking care of everyone else, don't you think? Being ill you don't help anyone, sweetheart."

Stephen sighed and you took that as a sign that he agreed with you, at least a little.

"You're stealing my pet name." He said, changing the subject in a not-so-subtle way. "I gave it to you."

You smirked running your fingers through his hair absentmindedly. "You gave it to me and I can use it however I want. It's extremely cute if you ask me and it suits you. Especially when you're clinging to me like a koala because you had a bad dream."

Stephen hummed knowing full well that you were teasing him but he didn't give in, he continued cuddling with you, it was as if he couldn't bear the thought of moving away from you for even a second.

"Promise me you'll see a doctor." You pressed and he groaned knowing full well that you wouldn't give up on the subject so easily. "Stephen..."

"I know every neurologist and psychiatrist in New York, I can't see any of them."

"Well then go to Europe, use your amazing ability to open portals for something that benefits you for a change."

He pulled away enough to look at you. "I love you." He muttered.

You cupped his cheek "I love you too, Stephen, but sometimes you're as stubborn as a mule and it makes me really angry."

He chuckled "I'm sorry."

He caressed your face and placed his trembling hand on the back of your neck and pulled you in for a hard kiss. The intensity surprised you, but you let yourself be pushed gently against the mattress as Stephen positioned himself on top of you, his knees making room for him to settle between your legs.

When your head hit the pillow, he took your lips again while with one hand he held yours on the side of your head and the other he slowly moved between your legs. You moaned involuntarily when his fingers touched over your pajama shorts, tracing circles there, teasing you as he grinded himself into your thigh.

"You're the only one who can give me what I need to make me feel better and you know it." He confessed in your ear and then licked your ear making your body shiver. "I love you so much, sweetheart, you are my medicine."

You couldn't help but giggle, but then a loud moan escaped your lips as his fingers pulled your shorts to the side and began to play with your folds.

"We can't fix everything with sex." You tried to rationalize with him, but you could feel reason quickly giving way to desire in your brain.

"No, but I'm not talking about sex, I'm talking about the way you make me feel when I'm in your arms, when you stroke my hair or massage my hands. I'm talking about love. Your love is my medicine and it’s all I need."

You felt your heart flutter in your chest hearing those words, but at the same time your hips started to move against his hand as if it had a life of its own. It was very difficult for you to separate sex from love with Stephen. Before him the line was thick and visible, but with him it simply disappeared. The two things seemed to complement each other so well.

"Stephen...make love to me." You asked, giving in to your desire and abandoning reason once and for all.

He bit your lower lip lightly before taking your mouth in another hungry kiss. "I thought sex didn't solve things..." He teased you with a smirk while grinding his erection into you.

"You just said it's not about sex..." You tried to say, but shook your head, changing your mind when he stuck two fingers inside you. "Fuck...need you."

Stephen buried his face in your neck, stifling his giggle, but his fingers curled inside you with precision to reach your g spot and he moved them quickly. You held his face in your hands making him look at you. "I love you... oh yes... I love your fingers even more."

He kissed you again giggling and knelt between your legs.

"I think there's something you love even more." He teased, "But first..." He snapped his fingers and your pajamas disappeared with a glimpse of orange light. "Open wide for me..." He licked his lips dramatically which made you laugh softly. You loved that about Stephen. You loved how he could make you feel so good and at ease with him. Even though you had been together for so long, it never stopped enchanting you.

"Or maybe a combination of the two." He announced before diving between your legs and entering you again with his fingers. Your hand grabbed the pillow and the other grabbed his hair and you allowed yourself a loud moan, not giving a damn if Wong would hear you or not. In fact, it had been a long time since you stopped caring about Wong's presence at the Sanctum and perhaps because of that he almost never spent the night there.

Stephen hummed contently, delighting between your folds, taking turns licking them with the tip of his tongue and sucking your clit while his fingers moved nimbly to stimulate your g spot.

He was so good, perfect, surgical when it came to giving you pleasure and as much as you knew that that night he was using sex to escape the current problem, you couldn't resist, you always fell into the same trap.

But it wasn't just to distract you from the subject that he used sex, but also to distract himself from all the problems and fears that afflicted him. He wasn't kidding when he said you were his medicine, and you might even feel flattered by that if it weren't worrying. The man never allowed himself to feel. Always trying to be in control of everything, especially his own emotions and there was nothing Stephen controlled better than sex. He had simply mastered that art so well that he was able to make you forget your own name with just a touch of his fingers.

"Steph... gonna make me cum..." You murmured, giving in to the delicious pleasure between your legs, but keeping your eyes wide open to look at him and see him eating you. There was nothing more mesmerizing than Stephen going down on you because you knew he took pleasure in it and he was so lost in his need for you that he started rubbing his erection on the mattress while eating you and that vision, Stephen so lost in his pleasure , that's what made you finally get there, moaning his name loudly and creaming his fingers.

He emerged from between your legs with a proud smile on his lips and you ran your hands over his face to clean him of all his fluids and pulled him to your lips, delighting in the taste of your cunt in his tongue.

"You're not going to be able to change my mind about you needing to see a therapist. Not even after such a wonderful oral." You warned and he smirked.

"I guess we can talk about this later." He said, running his lips on your neck and placing little kisses on your skin and finally nibbling on your earlobe.

"Later when?" You rasped.

He grabbed one of your hands and brought it to his cock, slipping it inside his pants. "After you take care of this."

You grabbed his cock and started pumping him up and down. "But this is a full time occupation. It really seems like you're always like this." You said pulling him to your lips.

He groaned when you tightened your grip on his cock. “Is this a complaint?”

"Never." You said gently pushing him to the side and straddling him. He let himself be moved easily and you ran your lips down his neck, making a point of leaving a clearly visible hickey just below his chin, your nails went down his chest, scratching him lightly as you took one nipple and then the other in your mouth, circling your tongue on the sensitive skin and feeling him pulse beneath you.

"Sweetheart... please..." His voice was so beautiful when he begged.

"Please what?" You teased, running your lips down his belly, giving small bites.

"Fuck me... with your mouth. Please."

You lifted your head to look at him and couldn't keep the cocky smile from your lips. Your hands grabbed both sides of his sweatpants.

"Since you're asking so nicely."

He lifted his hips, letting you take off his pants and you were treated to his beautiful, hard cock. It's no exaggeration to say that your mouth always watered at that sight.

You held him upright by the base and licked him from the base to the tip, finishing with a suck on the tip that made him see stars. His legs shook and he moaned outrageously loud.

"Oh yes... please take it in your mouth sweetheart, give this delicious mouth to me."

You smiled mischievously, taking your hands up to your hair to tie it into a bun tied with your own hair and Stephen grabbed his cock by the base, gesturing with the other hand for you to take it. You let him lead, opening your mouth for him to put his dick in and letting him thrust all the way in.

"Fuck yeah!" He praised taking his cock completely out of your mouth, saliva dripping down your chin. You took the opportunity to swallow some. "Open for me really big" He ordered and you did as he asked letting him go deep again and gagging around him which made him moan even louder. He loved that.

Stephen loved seeing you gagging on him because it inflated his ego, he knew very well that he had a huge cock, but he liked seeing you suffering to take it all in, it made him hard as a rock and when you cried, when he saw tears streaming down your face he loved it even more. You were sure he could cum from just that.

"Gonna let you take me however you want now." He said taking his hand away which was quickly replaced by yours. "Just keep making me feel good" He asked and you took the lead pumping his cock and sucking him in perfect synchronization. The wet noise his dick made moving in and out of your mouth filled the room.

"So good... fuck sweetheart it feels so good."

He grabbed your hair and without holding back he began to push your head so that you took him entirely. Stephen never gave up control completely and he was obsessed with deep throat, he was only satisfied when your nose was against his pelvis and his cock was deep you’re your throat.

"Taking me so good. Always taking me so good, sweet..." He moaned loudly and his cock pulsed hard in your throat making you gag.

"Wanna cum in your throat, please let me cum in your throat..."

You hummed positively and relaxing your head and throat, breathing through your nose and letting go of the control completely, letting him use your head to get off.

He thrusted up a few more times and then held you tight against him and began to cum down your throat. "Oh yeah... fucking take it, love. Oh yeah... fuck... take all of it... take all of my cum."

When he finally let go of your head and you took him out of your mouth you were gasping for air. Your face was soaked with tears and your chin was dripping with saliva, some still clinging to a thread connecting your mouth and the head of his cock that was soft, but not completely flaccid.

"You always take me so good. Always accepting what I give you. Such a sweetheart indeed." He patronized.

You wiped the spit off your chin with your hand and moved to straddle him.

"Yeah? Now you're gonna fuck me with the same harshness that you fucked my mouth and you are going to make me cum again. Hard."

"And isn't it always hard when I make you cum? Always writhing and moaning my name, thanking the gods that is me fucking you so good." He teased grabbing his cock and giving a couple of jerks before entering you.

You moaned loudly, letting yourself sink into his cock and started riding him fast and hard, placing your hands on his chest for balance.

"Yes... oh yes I love to have you inside me. Feels so big... you always fuck me so good... such a good lover, Steph..."

You leaned your head back and placed both hands on his thighs, moving your legs forward and allowing the new position to give him a better view of where you joined.

Stephen placed a hand on your clit, circling it and stimulating it deliciously, increasing your pleasure, which made you moan so loud that anyone in that house could hear it.

"Just like that, sweetheart. Give it to me."

You kept moving fast on top of him, letting your body move instinctively in search of your release, but Stephen had other plans. Quickly, he moved you under him, getting lost between your legs again, sucking your clit and licking your dripping folds before patting your leg and ordering, "Turn around and lift that ass for me."

You did as he ordered, but not satisfied he slapped your ass cheek and ordered again. "Higher." He gave another slap and when he was satisfied with your position he entered you again, fucking you with surprising ferocity. That was one of the things you loved about Stephen, you never knew what sex with him would be like. Sometimes it was soft and other times it was like that. Hard and delicious.

Stephen was so big that his body covered your entire body, his weight made it impossible for you to move and when he fucked you like that you were completely at his mercy and that was fucking hot. You loved being dominated by him, you loved knowing that your man had complete control over you.

"Fuck yes Stephen... take me, use me, I'm yours. Fuck me harder. Show me I am yours and no one else's. Prove to me that you own me… my owner."

Stephen groaned at your words, grabbing the headboard and increasing the strength of his thrusts as the bed creaked beneath you.

"Gonna make me cum, Stephen, uh? Want me to cum? Tell me, wanna hear you saying it."

He grabbed your hair with one hand and started using it as a rein, pulling you against his thrusts, which became increasingly irregular and strong.

"Gonna cum for me, sweetheart. Wanna see you fucking cum in my cock, come on, give it to me, cream my dick."

You moaned loudly feeling the knot threatening to break in your stomach.

"Yes Stephen...please."

"Come on, love. Let go for me. Cum... Cum on my dick."

And so you did. You came hard feeling your whole body shaking with the force of your release and your legs gave way making you fall face first into the pillows.

"There you go. Such a sweetheart doing as you're told." He groaned the words as he continued thrusting.

"Now you're going to let me use this pussy to get off. What do you think, uh? Letting me using you like this. I know you love it."

You groaned positively, but your groans were muffled by the pillow.

"What is that, uh? Can't hear you, love."

"Use me..." You tried to say, but your voice came out hoarse, but it was enough for him to hear.

He kept thrusting hard into you searching his own high.

"Want me to use you, sweetheart? That's what I am doing and you feel so good. So fucking amazing. Pussy feels so warm and wet and delicious, gonna cum so fucking hard inside you, fill you with my milk, it’s that what do you want?"

"Y-yes, please." You begged and he moaned loudly, placing his hand on the headboard to increase the strength of his thrusts.

"Yeah? Want my milk inside this warm little hole? Then tell me, ask for it."

"Please Stephen, cum in me, cum inside me, want your cum so badly, please."

Stephen groaned loudly and gave two more hard thrusts and then began to cum. He kept thrusting, pushing his cum inside you until he was finished.

"Oh fuck, fucking take it." He groaned in your ear and finally rolled onto his side, his breathing ragged and rapid.

You buried your face in the pillow trying to compose yourself, but a fit of laughter invaded you.

Stephen wrapped his arms around you and began tickling your hips giggling with you.

"Okay, okay, please... I can't..." You begged, gasping for air from laughing so hard. He let go of you and you rolled to the side finally looking at him. The worry, the fear that you saw on his face had disappeared and in its place was the most beautiful smile in the world.

"You’re feeling better." It wasn't a question, but an observation.

He nodded confidently "I told you. You're like medicine to me."

You smiled, dragging yourself closer to him and he wrapped you in his arms letting you lay your head on his shoulder. "You get different sometimes when you're horny."

He let out a small laugh.

"I'm serious. You get a bit rough. I like it."

He cupped your cheek making you look at him and kissed you softly. "It must be because I love you so much. You do these things to me."

You smiled feeling your heart flutter in your chest again. "I love you too, more than anything."

"More than chocolate?" He joked and you grimaced.

"Not that much."

He giggled, squeezing you against his chest and the two of you were silent for a minute. It was you who broke the silence first, determined to return to the subject he was avoiding.

"Promise me you'll seek professional help to deal with these nightmares." You insisted.

He sighed heavily. "You know what they say about therapy. You start it for a reason and the next thing you know you're digging up all the dead bodies on your floor."

You knew exactly what he was talking about and what he was afraid of, part of you always knew it was much more than the accident. You just didn't know how to broach the subject with him. It was something so deeply hidden within him that he didn't even want to talk about it, but you knew this was the moment.

"I know you're afraid to deal with your feelings about your sister, Stephen, but these nightmares are your unconscious telling you that you need closure."

"I'm not afraid..." He said, staring at the ceiling. "I just don't think it's beneficial to go over things that happened so many years ago. I'd rather forget."

You rolled your lips. "But you can't forget, that's the truth. No matter how hard you try, it's all in there and you're just trying to distract yourself from the pain. It was like that with medicine and then at Kamar Taj and now with me..."

"Is not the same thing." He interrupted you. "Medicine was a way to prove to myself that I could be more. Kamar Taj was my salvation when I had lost all hope. You... you are the love of my life. I'm not with you to get distract from my problems, I'm with you because you gave meaning to my life, you made me happy."

You nodded, stroking his chest absently.

"But I'll do it if it's what you want."

"It's not for me that you have to do this, but for you, Stephen. You need to think about yourself sometimes."

He chuckled dryly "I've been called a narcissist, you know? Arrogant. Prepotent. It was when I stopped thinking about myself that I became a better person, they say."

"Fuck them. This is not true." You cupped his face making him look at you. "You've always been a good person, you've always done good even when you did it for selfish reasons. Now I'm asking you to dedicate some of your time to yourself. Please."

He smiles reassuringly at you. "Okay. Consider it done."

You allowed yourself a relieved sigh.

"I liked the 'you're my owner' thing. A little possessive, but I liked it." He teased, changing the subject again and again without any subtlety.

You smirked "We talk and do unimaginable things when we're horny."

"Yeah? I like making you horny, I love seeing how you transform at my touch. It's fascinating to me and I never get tired of it."

You pulled him to your lips and kissed him lingerly, pulling a hum from his throat.

"No man has ever made me feel the way you do. I love everything about you, Stephen."

He rested his forehead on yours and smiled proudly.

"And I love everything about you, my sweet… sweet... sweet... sweetheart." He said separating the words with kisses.

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[junityy]

ʚïɞ — words of affirmation with enhypen.

pairing. ot7 x gn!reader

genre. fluff, hcs

wc. 2.1k

note. yayyy last one!! def one of my favs/my fav in the whole hc series, so i especially hope you enjoy this like i hope you enjoyed the rest as well <33

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ʚɞ. lee heeseung — 이희승

tells you how beautiful you are

when heeseung tells you you're beautiful, he means it in a way that's actually beyond words. like, he means it. and you can easily tell by the look in his eyes; like you're absolutely mesmerizing (which you are - and even more so to heeseung). and the thing is, when you're getting ready to go somewhere, - especially an event or something - you get it when he tells you that (although it still makes you laugh, as his jaw literally hits the floor every time he sees you all dressed up). but it's almost as if he tells you how beautiful you are even more when you're just sitting at home doing nothing; literally just in your pajamas, messy hair, and doing whatever - like any normal person at home. so sometimes, you might not feel like the prettiest (which is normal), but then heeseung will suddenly tell you how pretty you are out of the blue. and it actually takes you a second or two as you look at him with somewhat widened eyes, meanwhile he literally gets lost in yours - which is not a problem for him though, as he could truly stare at you forever and still find ways to attempt putting into words just how gorgeous you are. and god, you've heard it all - that you're beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, literally unreal, or just that he's at a serious loss for words. heeseung probably thought of every word there is to describe you as beautiful, and yet to him, nothing does you justice, still. there's times when you'll be doing something and he'll just zone off as he looks at you, so full of admiration and with a smile on his face. just how badly he wishes you could see yourself through his eyes.

ʚɞ. park jongseong — 박종성

leaves sticky notes with sweet words for you

colorful, sticky notes. you've gotten so used to seeing them in your home now, you're rather a tiny bit surprised whenever there aren't any. most of the time it's when you wake up and find another note; when jay left before you woke up, and most likely left you some food and wrote down where he went. or when you randomly took a nap but he still had to go somewhere - which is quite silly at times, because you will wake up already knowing he left because he's told you beforehand. yet, he'll still leave you a note, simply because he loves doing it. and especially because he loves imagining your smile whenever you read those notes (which he's right about, of course you smile at them. every single time), just like he's smiling while writing them. probably because jay doesn't ever end a single one of them without an i love you. and it's like.. he could just send you a text as to where he went, but he's not doing that. like of course he texts you, but it's most likely after reading what he left you. it's such a small and silly thing, it only makes you fall in love with him more.

ʚɞ. sim jaeyun — 심쟤윤

nicknames

jake loves calling you by nicknames - he'll call you anything, just for the sake and fun of it. but there's two specific names that he stuck with ever since, and they drive you absolutely crazy even to this day (they probably still would in ten years). the first time jake called you babe, you almost felt your heart drop, and you had to hold back a smile so huge, you were actually embarrassed by it. the second time he did, he simply laughed after seeing you smile like an idiot; like he just confessed his undying love to you. the first time he called you love, you could swear you fell in love all over again, and it took you two seconds to function. love? you'd ask him to pinch you if your feelings for him weren't so very real that no dream could ever fool you. and god, jake's smile as he started realizing over time how insanely bad you loved it when you called him that. it made him smile every time you felt all giddy, and it made you two look like a silly, happy high school couple in their first relationship ever. he just can't help but call you by some nicknames - needless to say, especially (mostly) the ones mentioned above. additionally; when you called him love for the first time, he immediately understood why you felt all crazy and couldn't hide your smile the first time. and so now, he always calls you that. like, always. but you don't really get tired of it - in fact, you're not sure you ever could, as long as it's him calling you that.

ʚɞ. park sunghoon — 박성훈

love letters

of course, sunghoon tells you he loves you to your face, as well as giving you compliments and what not. but he gets rather shy when it comes to openly talking about his feelings, and you know it. and obviously he knows it, too. yet he's just so in love with you, it'd break his heart if you never got to hear - or read, for that matter - just how much he loves you. not that he could ever actually put it into words, but he could try, right? that's when sunghoon started writing love letters to you. and after writing just a few, he realized how much he actually loves it. because while he rather gets shy saying stuff like that out loud, he can pour his heart out on paper and give it to you later. and like, he really pours his heart out; you didn't know sunghoon had it in him to write like that. write about love like it seriously consumes all of him, and like it's the only thing ever. though he could never write you one while you're in the room - let alone watch him - but oh, if only you could, you'd see just how his smile builds up with every word he writes, only thinking of you while doing so. he's so in love, it's written all around him. and what always gets a giggle out of you whenever you read his letters, is literally seeing how perfect he tried to write it - with some words crossed out here and there because he misspelled something, which you know frustrated him in one way or another (and you're right). or how he tries to write it all extra pretty - so, not too far from his usual handwriting, but you can still see at least a tiny difference. he knows you keep them, and knowing you do makes his heart melt a bit. while you don't get to hear all that out loud, it's okay - because at the end of the day, you know sunghoon loves you beyond words. even beyond those he wrote so beautifully just for you, and still continues to.

ʚɞ. kim sunoo — 김선우

"you did well" & "i'm proud of you"

whether it be something big you did or achieved, or the smallest thing ever; you can bet that sunoo will tell you how well you did. sunoo is your no.1 hype boy, and so he'll never make you feel like you didn't do well or that he isn't proud of you. because he is, he always is. he's proud of literally anything you can do by now, and he makes sure to tell you every time. the smile he's met with in return is 'just' an extra; an extra he's absolutely in love with and adores to the max, but his priority is making sure you know. because at the end of the day, sunoo would tell you that he's proud of you even if all you did that day was getting out of bed, or simply taking care of yourself when you didn't feel well. every yet so minor thing, he notices and praises. sometimes even at a loss for words depending on what you did, as you're talented in many areas. and you really, really love him for it, and you're beyond grateful for it. because whenever you feel like you're not doing well enough or well at all, sunoo is by your side to tell you otherwise. he'll never let you talk down on yourself, as you're literally fascinating in his eyes. and while he's your no.1 hype boy (not like anyone could ever take his spot anyway), he always motivates you to hype yourself up as well. at first it felt rather silly in a way (as you've never really hyped yourself up like that), but once sunoo made sure you do, too, he couldn't help but be even prouder when he saw how it actually worked. he could only tell you how well you're doing and how proud he is over and over, but sadly you'll never actually know just how proud he is of you. always.

ʚɞ. yang jungwon — 양정원

texts you throughout the day

the fact that jungwon blows up your phone like his life depends on it whenever you're not seeing each other, is something very, very normal and something you're used to in your relationship by now. yet you would never dare muting him. not when he texts you random updates about his day, how he misses you, and that he loves you. oh, and he's very serious about the random updates about his day. he'll tell you where he is right now, describe the exact situation, possibly (probably) send random pictures, and share his every thought with you. and what he loves most about it all, is that you get genuinely invested - you'll reply to every last one of his texts. and with random updates, it's the most random details ever, his every thought - you'll get it all within a short amount of time. while some would think it's annoying to get spammed like that all the time, you can't help but love it, as jungwon does it every single time. and well, so do you - at least by now. he rubbed off on you in that aspect, so it's no surprise you blow up each other's phones like your lives might actually depend on it. but both of you love it equally as much; because even when you're not together, you feel the need to share everything, and every thought that crosses your mind. and while some would mute him in an instant, considering just how many messages he sends you, you can't help but smile at your phone like an idiot in public every time.

ʚɞ. nishimura riki — 西村 力

"this reminded me of you"

if this is someone's favorite phrase of all time, it's riki's, no question. he tells you this so much, you're starting to believe the boy thinks of you wherever he looks or he goes. because it can go both ways; texting it to you, and saying it to your face when he (most of the time) just came home. as for texting, you can 100% bet that he will send you the dumbest meme or picture ever (which you know damn well he laughed at) with the caption this reminded me of you (and knowing riki like the back of your hand, he'd add a heart or a heart eyed emoji just for the sake of teasing you). you two joke around all the time, so silly messages and moments like that are basically routine - and also your favorite part of it all. you wouldn't trade it for anything, even if you jokingly deny loving it, or joke about it by saying you're tired of it. because riki knows, even when he's not there to see your reaction, that he always gets at least a giggle or a smile out of you. like, always. he simply knows you too well. as for saying it to your face, it'll go as far as him bringing home a single flower, a tiny rock, something absolutely random he got for you, or just something he knows you love, like a specific food or item or something. and well, when you said it's starting to feel like riki thinks of you wherever he looks, you weren't all wrong. completely despite the fact that you can't seem to ever leave his mind, he associates so many things with you now - many of them which he knows you like, so that makes sense. so, the random collection of whatever riki gives/brings home to you makes more than sense, all things considered. and well, although you'll joke around by teasing him for thinking of you wherever he goes, it actually melts your heart every time. you knew you were hopelessly in love with him when he first brought home a literal rock, said it reminded him of you, and you were just smiling at him without even noticing.

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Ok but what if in the “do you love me” series, Aegon sought the help of a sorceress to “heal his wife?”

Read these before you read: Do you love me, say you love me

Firstly thank you for your request. Please feel free to write your opinions .I really enjoyed while writing it. İt isn’t exactly what you requested but I hope you like it. It’s about what happens after sorcerers “heals his wife”

Warning: disturbing themes, drugging etc. English is my second language

You woke up with the sunlight coming through the window. “Your husband Aegon” was hugging you tightly. You tried to wake him up but he playfully pulled you towards him and kissed him. After breakfast together, your husband reluctantly went to the small council meeting. You spent time in the library until tea time. Then dinner. Finally, a romantic hot night and the day is over again.

It was like this every day for about three weeks. Such a perfect life…it's like a dream.

Three weeks ago when you woke up you found yourself in an unfamiliar room with people you didn't know. Then a silver-haired man cheerfully hugged you. You couldn't understand what was going on. You pushed the man. You couldn't remember where you were, who this man was, who the people around you were, who you were... You couldn't remember anything. You were panicked, you were afraid.

But fortunately the silver-haired man who had been by your side ever since you awoke - your husband Aegon - explained you everything.

Your name was Y/n Velaryon. You were married to your husband, Aegon Targaryen, the king of Westeros. There was an accident a few months ago. Although he did not explain what the accident was and how it happened, you fell into a deep sleep after the accident and did not wake up in any way. But miraculously, you woke up.

You couldn't believe Aegon at first, and he might have taken advantage of your amnesia to lie to you but as the days passed, you began to trust him and believe him.

Your days were peaceful. You had a loving husband and he would do anything for you. However, while you were walking around the court , the gaze of the servants and guards bothered you. They looked as if they had seen the dead. Especially when was Queen Alicent starting to turn a blind eye to you and repent. According to Aegon you were a loved person why did they treat you that way?

Again after the usual breakfast, Aegon whined and forced his way to the small council meeting. You made your way to the library. While examining the books on the shelves,A book hidden behind other books caught your attention in the bottom corner of the shelf. The book was about Targaryen history. While turning the pages, a piece of paper fell off. You took the paper and began to read it. Something was written in Valyrian. You started reading the paper.

If the person reading this is Y/N Velaryon, read this carefully. This is written by me Y/N Velaryon. It is true that we/you are Aegon's spouse but everything you know now is a lie. I/you actually committed suicide, so I died, we died, you died. That's the reason for the scar on your neck. As for Aegon, I don't know how he did it, but he resurrected us. That's why everyone in the court looks at you as if they've seen you dead because you, me, we are dead. Also, this is not our first awakening since the so-called 'accident'. You just don't remember. The reason you lost your memory is because of the medicines given to you at tea time. Don't drink. No matter what run away to a place where we can't find Aegon's body.

You couldn't believe what you read. It was hastily written. You wanted to tear the paper but what if it's true then the way people look at you, that scar on your neck. Besides, Aegon never explained to you what the accident was. You placed the paper between the book and hid the book in to its old place.

It wouldn't hurt to try. You secretly stopped taking your meds. Your memory was slowly coming back. To escape, you had to play your cards well. You shouldn't have cracked anything.

You had a romantic dinner with Aegon the night you planned to escape. You got him really drunk and then one hot night. Aegon fell asleep from exhaustion. You took one last look at Aegon before leaving . And you left the room silently.

According to your plan, there was a small hole in one of the castle walls. A hole big enough for you to pass through. Just as you were about to run away, a hand touched your shoulder .

“What are you doing here."

You turned your back. You saw Aegon. No way he was supposed to be asleep.

"N-no you , it can't-"

“My sweet wife. Did you think I didn't notice? This time, I thought we could continue our perfect life as before, even though your memory came back, but you let me down.”

“Why did you resurrect me! If I wanted to live, I would live! What you have done is a great sin. Gods-"

Aegon forced you into his arms. You tried to resist, but he was stronger than you.

You went back to your room and Aegon threw you on the bed. He took a bottle from the drawer and then forced you to drink it.

"Open your mouth"

"What will you do to me! What's in this bottle?

Aegon looked at you and smiled.

“I will just make sure everything is as it should be”

And after swallowing the liquid in the bottle, everything went black.

You woke up. A silver-haired man hugged you.

"You're finally awake, my love."

“My love? Who are you?"

“I am your husband, Aegon."

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In the Cold Night

(Fitpac, 850 words, fluff, sharing a bed, nightmares, emotional comfort)

For the amazing @ludaroace I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Cold hands on his skin, blood dripping down his kness and then, the sharp pain of a limb being ripped off his body, it was too much, too much…

Pac woke up, the bed in which he fell asleep soaked with sweat and he could feel his nightshirt clinging to his skin, it was uncomfortable but not worse than the feeling that nightmare left at the pit of his stomach.

“Pac?” A sleepy voice at his side made itself present, shit he had woken up Fit with his nightmare.

He looked at Fit, who barely had his eyes open still to plagued with sleep, and smiled “It’s okay Fit, go back to sleep.”

But of course his voice was shaky when saying that, because he did not feel okay at all, Pac still felt jumpy and ready to run away at any second, he almost did when hearing Fit’s deep voice.

“No, it’s not, I hear you stirring in bed Pac, you only do that when you have nightmares”

Fit knew him too well, even better than Pac knew himself sometimes and it should be scary, but it wasn’t… It was pretty comforting actually to have someone apart from Mike know him so well.

“We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to” Fit was now truly awake, sitting in bed and watching Pac with gentle eyes like he was an injured animal who would run away at the first sight of movement, and maybe he was right.

“No I…” It was hard, admitting that he wanted to talk about things, that he wanted to share about his fucked up past, and usually he would just laugh and pretend everything was fine but, he couldn’t do that, not when Fit looked at him with the most gentle eyes he ever saw “I want to talk about it, it’s just…”

“Hard?” Once again Fit said his words in the most gentle way possible, not touching Pac since he wasn’t sure if he would be comfortable with that but he made sure that his voice was gentle, that his eyes had nothing but love and worry when looking at the panicked face in front of him.

Pac just nodded in silence, clearly still trying to find his words, it was hard, especially on a second language.

“You know about… me and Mike in prison right?” Pac didn’t talk about it a lot nowadays, there was no reason to bring it up usually but he remembered telling Fit about it.

“I know what you told me, that you two were sent there because of a robbery and then escaped.” Fit tried t remain calm, he knew a little bit more than that, he knew about a friend that Pac lost in prison, he knew Cellbit had been there too.

“This, is the most basic version of events… A lot happened before we escaped. I lost… a really good friend…” Pac tried hard to not let tears fill his eyes at the painful memories of that day, where he saw Jv’s body sliced open, the blood on Cell’s hands.

Fit reached out his hand, not touching Pac in case that was not what the man wanted, but he left his hand there, open in case Pac wanted to hold it while telling a difficult story.

Pac saw the hand, and it felt good, it felt good to have someone there, to not have to hide his feelings the way he grew up doing.

“I… When I was in prison, Cell was there too… but he was… different.” Pac began talking, his hand over Fit’s, drawing strength from it, he was warm to the touch so different from the cold hands in his dream “He was… not a nice person, he was the one to kill my friend and he was the one to… to take my leg from me.”

“He broke your leg?” Fit was surprised, not by Cellbit’s actions really he always knew the guy was capable of something like that, he was surprised by the fact that somehow Pac had forgiven the guy.

“Not… exactly.” Pac retracted his hand, curling up on himself “I don’t want to talk anymore, I’m sorry.”

“Pac…It’s okay, you don’t have to.” Fit knew how hard things like that were, and right know he couldn’t help but think about giving Cellbit a piece of his mind, the guy had changed but, he couldn’t help but see how afraid Pac still was of him, how haunted he was by the ghosts of the past.

“Fit, can you… can you hug me?” Pac craved comfort, he needed something to ground him, to make him remember what was real, someone to not let himself escape to the past once again.

Fit smiled, and carefully wrapped his strong arms around Pac’s frame, let himself smell the faint grass smell that his boyfriend had.

Pac smiled as his eyes closed, he knew that having Fit there wouldn’t exactly stop the nightmares, but it was nice knowing that regardless of the nightmare, someone was going to be there for him.

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I'd like to request #27 and #22 from fluff, #6 from action for Vernon please <3

Jealousy, Jealousy

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

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It was so petty of you, honestly. You were supposed to be on set supporting your boyfriend, but after you had seen one of the makeup artists laughing so flirtatiously with him, you couldn’t stand it. So you removed yourself from the situation, and the set.

You knew there was no way Vernon would ever cheat on you, or even glance at another woman with anything other than a friendly gaze, but you still felt insecure, especially after seeing that. You weren’t mad at Vernon obviously— he had done absolutely nothing wrong. And maybe you had seen the makeup artist in the wrong light, but she did give you a bad vibe that you couldn’t shake off.

So now you were at home, seconds away from tears because you knew you were being so stupid and that Vernon had wanted you to be on set with him. He had even asked you to come this morning. You should’ve stuck it out and not gotten so overwhelmed with jealousy.

You remember his confused expression as he saw you leave the set, as if pleading for you to come back. You didn’t even tell him you were leaving. You just gave him a quick wave goodbye and left because the sight before you was suffocating. It was probably a lose-lose decision you made, because now you missed him like crazy.

You decided to take a nap to clear your head. That way when Vernon came back home you’d hopefully feel better. You stripped off your outfit for something comfier: sweat pants and Vernon’s hoodie. As you covered yourself with the blanket (on Vernon’s side of the bed cause it smelled like him) you were already feeling better. 

You fell asleep, the thoughts already leaving your head. You only thought about happy moments in your dream. Your first date with Vernon, countless nights where you had stayed up way too late laughing with him, all the times you had cuddled together, or how just his presence put you at ease.

When you woke up, you barely remembered what had upset you so much. And your attention was drawn away from it almost immediately, as your boyfriend walked through the door just minutes later.

“Hey.” You greeted with a small smile. Vernon dropped his bag on the chair and joined you by sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Hi,” He laughed softly, and you were glad he didn’t seem too upset at your sudden disappearance. He flopped down on the bed all the way, sighing and closing his eyes. He looked tired. You scooted closer to him and brushed some of his hair off his forehead.

“You tired?” You asked, and he nodded slightly, opening his eyes.

“You’re wearing my hoodie again.” He whispered fondly, not bothering to sit up just yet. He turned sideways so he faced you, head resting on the mattress comfortably.

You smiled and looked away, “I missed you, so I put it on. It’s comfy.”

“You wearing my clothes should be illegal. You look too cute in them.” He murmured. You laughed softly, continuing to run your hands through his hair soothingly, trying to relieve some of the stress of the day.

“I’m glad you’re back,” You sighed, “I missed you as soon as I got back home.”

He scoffed slightly, “You left the set and then immediately missed me?” 

You laughed, “It sounds a bit pathetic, doesn’t it?” He shrugged and sat up. “You would do the same thing, though.”

“I would.” He smiled, “Why did you leave, though?”

“Just got a bit annoyed, that’s all.” You muttered quietly.

“Over what? Did Jeonghan tease you again?”

You shook your head, “No, no. There was just this makeup artist… and I guess I didn’t like how she acted around you.” You sighed, your shoulders drooping down in defeat. It was a stupid reason, after all.

Vernon raised an eyebrow, “Are you jealous over me?”

You could only nod slightly, blush spread on your cheeks shyly, “Maybe…?”

“Come on- you totally were!” His smile was wide as he watched you grow more and more embarrassed. 

“Shut up.” You whispered.

“Admit you got jealous first.”

You groaned, “Fine. I admit that I got jealous over you.” You scowled at him, but that soon turned into a smile. He wrapped his arms around you for a hug.

“You’re so cute when you’re jealous.” He murmured, pressing soft kisses to your temple and the side of your face. You stayed like that for a while, in the comfort of your boyfriends arms.

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[blerb-f1]

This one goes out to @leclerking and their lovely anon! I saw that ask and suddenly felt compelled to write my first FF in like 10 years. Hope it ain't too bad because golly gee i haven't written since it was actually 2011. I also don't know how to do this Tumblr thing so i hope it works lol. Also, i kinda ignored parts of the prompt but not like purposely but i really can't do that because that isn't my personality and your girl is struggling. Anyway, enough rambling. I hope this is fine still.

RBR!Sebastian Vettel x Ferrari!Fem!Reader

Y/N stood in front of the hotel rooms mirror, desperately trying to force her hair into some kind of suitable hairstyle. Something that wouldn't make her look like an absolute buffoon. Something that would convince her team that she was a viable member coming into the future.

Currently, life sucked. Ferrari was rethinking her staff contract quoting "Cost Cutting Measures". Cost Cutting her ass, more like saving money for the execs to waste on vacations or something. Additionally, her mother had started jumping on the whole "Married by 22, kids by 25 train" and started calling her a withering vegetable that no one would like. Telling yourself that you, you're a cool rock and nothing hurts you is one thing, but having your mother repeat mean thoughts iis different. That shit sticks. Couldn't a Gal enjoy her life for a moment before settling down?

Y/N finally gave up, resorting to her hair just staying loose with some spray on glitter on top. That stuff would stick everywhere but nothing would be able to worsen this day by now. Her dress already almost entirely covered in glitter, she felt like it almost was a wall against all the outside forces, which were ready to fight her. Especially that walking, lovable, hateable nuisance called Sebastian Vettel with his cursed curly hair.

One last breath. Air in, air out. 'You got this', she muttered while checking her appearance one last time.

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As it turned out, she didn't got this. Seeing her Ferrari Coworkers all happily dancing, enjoying her life, while her great F1 Dreams were sitting on a knife's edge drove her mad. Sebastian had sent her a wink along with a cheeky expression coming from the Red Bull table. Normally she'd be ready to throw hands at him. Maybe steal a touch then and there. But not today. She was about to follow her dream of working for her Idols Team.

She sat in the darker part of the stage, eyes still focused on Sebastian as she saw movement at the Mercedes Table. Michael Schumacher had gotten up and walked towards Sebastian. Seeing those two together always irked her weirdly. Schumacher was her Idol, Sebastian was the rude thought that woke her up at night.

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"ANOTHER WIN FOR VETTEL!" the announcer screamed loudly, his voice penetrating Y/Ns Ears badly. She pressed her hands on top of her ears as she saw her favourite Nuisance approaching, not that she'd ever let him know. His smug grin practically made her blood boil.

He stared into her eyes, savouring the defeating expression she showed.

"Well, Schatz, what do you say now, huh? Need me to show your Team how to drive a car?"

She sighed. He always called her Schatz which grated her nerves badly.

"Oh Honey, don't need you to do that. But you'd better go ahead and give your car the stroking she deserves. Kinky Kylie has the only ass you'll ever get close to and she deserves it after carrying you to victory"

Y/N crossed her arms, giving him a disapproving expression. Sebastian's Eyes widened for a short second before returning to his usual smug grin. "At least Kylie runs well. Never seen a Shitbox like yours." He turned around to leave before facing her one last time : "You know, your ass could be the next one if you'd like?"

Y/N scoffed. "In your dreams, Vettel."

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Michael seemed to talk to him about something. Important Driver things propably. Weirdly though, he kept glancing in her direction as if telling Sebastian something related to her? Did he hear about her getting axed? Telling him that this Nuisance would be gone? 'No, unlikely 'Y/N thought.' Michael Schumacher wouldn't do something like that. Not to a staff member.' Nonetheless, her thoughts kept spiraling and tears started threatening to spill out of her eyes.

She quickly collected her purse and rushed to a side hallway, sinking down on the cold ground as large shimmering droplets started spilling down her face.

Life sucked. What was she supposed to do? She left school and started working for Ferrari. She didn't have any other plans, this goddam Team was her Dream!

The woman leaned against the wall, the cold surging through her thin dress as a cold stream of air hit her shoulders. She opened her teary eyes and glanced in the direction of the cold stream. Of course, he had to appear. Sebastian Vettel in the Flesh. He quickly stepped towards her with an almost concerned expression on his face. Concerned? He? For her? Y/N tried to bite on her lip to stop the tears from spilling but-

"Don't". His voice being so much much gentler than usual. "That only hurts but doesn't stop the tears"

She scoffed. "Why do you care?"

Sebastian slid onto the ground next to her. "Because I can't stand seeing a pretty girl like you crying. Who made you cry like that?" he asked before turning towards her. His face returned into his usual cheeky grin. "Or are you crying because you can't have me?"

"Shut up Vettel" she managed to mutter in between sniffles before grabbing a tissue to wipe her tears.

Sebastian relaxed against the wall, staring at Y/N. "Tell me what's going on. Crying won't do shit, you know. Gotta tackle those issues before they blow up more than they already do."

She just stared at him again. "Why" punctuating each word. "Do you care?"

"MaybeIDontWantToSeeYouCry" he quickly answered.

"Weren't you happy to see me cry after a race?"

"That's different. So, What's up? Talk or I'm telling Michael to solve this." He gestured widly.

Y/N blew her nose before finally giving up. No chance of winning today. She stumbled over her words for a second before finally speaking.

"Ferrari wants to axe me. And mom threatens to disown me if I don't get married soon."

"Oh"

Of course. He wouldn't give her a real answer. This stupid-

"Oh Schatz." Sebastian spoke. "That's a tough situation you got there. I don't know why Ferrari would want to let you go but honestly, their strategies are sometimes stupid as fuck so I'm not surprised. And you, getting disowned, because you aren't married yet?"

Y/N stared at him wide-eyed. ".. Yeah"

Thoughts seemed to rattle in his brain as he noticed Y/N starting to shiver in the cold room. Slipping out of his jacket before draping it over her shoulder which gained him a bewildered expression.

"That's more like the Y/N I like, you know. No tears."

".. You like me?"

"I uhh" he blushed. "I never said that! But I can't have you gone from F1, that won't be the same without you. I could talk to Christian. If you'd be fine with Red Bull of course?"

Y/N still was bewildered. He…actually liked her? Enough to talk Christian Horner into letting her join? She felt her stomach churn at the thought of leaving the Ferrari and joining Red Bull of all Places. But somehow the idea of staying with him sounded nice. Very nice.

"You mean it?" she asked, pulling the jacket tighter.

"I do." Sebastians Expression was very serious. She'd never seen him like that before. Not smug or teasing but honest. This was enough to convince her to give in. She let herself sink onto his shoulder, hands falling into these damned soft looking curles as her face laid against his neck. He only felt his neck heat up more before letting his hands rest on her waist.

"Does that mean Yes?" he asked, almost shyly.

She learned forward and pressed a Kiss against his Lips, Hands locking into his hair. "Is that enough of an answer?" His brain was long gone, melted. Flirting was great. He was great at it but Y/N made his Thoughts go wild. Kind words turned into teasing mean remarks but that somehow worked out well didn't it? As his own hands slid through her glittery hair, Y/N asked a Question:" What were you and Michael talking about there?"

The difficult one. Mean question.

"He noticed you looking down and asked me to check on you, quoting you'd be embarrassed by someone older doing it or something"

She hummed against his chest, reveling in the warmth that his body provided. "I guess the Marriage Issue is also solved."

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After almost one long hour Sebastian and Y/N emerged from the corridor, looking noticeably more disheveled / covered in glitter than before while stealthily trying to return to their seats. Corinna, who said next to her Husband, sent him a warm smile." See? I was right about them. You know, Was sich liebt, das neckt sich."

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TL:

'Was dich liebt, das neckt sich.' German proverb meaning people who love another tease another

[scarlettriot]

• AUTUMN MORNINGS •

Pairing: Kirishima X f!Reader

Summary: You planned to treat your husband to a lovely breakfast in bed for his birthday, but he has different ideas for how he wants to spend the morning.

Warnings: Smut | Minors & Ageless Blogs DNI, Praise, One Ass Slap, Spit.

Contains: Established relationship, Characters Aged Up, Thick Reader, Reader gets picked up, Unprotected Sex (stay safe, folks), Sub Reader, Could Be Rough Sex Kinda... Nicknames Used: Baby, Babe, Cutie, Sweetheart.

W/C: 2.1K

A/N: I had like no time at all but I really wanted to write something for my 2D husband's bday because he deserves all the damn love. Okay, happy reading!

You rolled over just as soon as you heard the trill of your alarm going off. Hurrying to silence it before it had the chance to wake your husband. You’d already gone to bed by the time Eijiro had gotten home the night before; however, that didn’t stop you from waking up and wishing him a happy birthday as he crawled in beside you once his shower had been taken. You stayed awake so that you could.  

The duvet was pulled back, and you rolled right into that familiar dip that brought you against his side. “Thanks, sweetheart.” You didn’t need him to tell you what a long day it had been. The exhaustion that coated each word was more than enough of an indication. “Sweet dreams. Love you s’much.” 

His snores filled the room minutes later, and before you joined him in slumber, you adjusted the alarm on your phone with the intention of treating him to a big birthday breakfast in bed. Making all his favorites before he even woke up, luring him downstairs with the scent of freshly brewed coffee. Yeah. It sounded like the perfect way to begin his special day.

So, you woke up to the alarm exactly when you were supposed to. Giving you plenty of time to put your plan into action. So much so, that you felt you had at least a little time to spare and savor the quiet of the morning. 

Eijiro was still passed out beside you. One arm tucked behind his head and the one that held you all night long was now resting across his stomach. The man looked like he was made to be in the morning light, especially the soft golden warmth that autumn brought with it. It made his already-tanned skin glow, bringing out the freckles that dusted his cheeks and shoulders, begging you to kiss each and every one of them. Carefully, you tucked glimmering strands of his fiery hair behind his ear, admiring the way the light would ignite them for seconds at a time. 

Your thumb brushed over his jaw gingerly, barely enough to feel the scratch of his stubble, and in his sleep, he smiled just for you. You kissed the corner of his mouth just as gently and then finally slid out of bed. 

The old t-shirt of his you wore as a nightshirt fell far enough down your legs that there was no need for shorts though, you did grab your robe and then moved silently through the house the two of you have shared for over a decade now. 

You knew which step to hop over so it wouldn’t creak under your weight, the way to pull open the pantry door so that way it doesn’t squeak. All the little precautions are taken to ensure Eijiro remained asleep for as long as he needs. You just weren’t counting on him waking up all on his own. 

The bed grew cooler without you beside him. Your body not within arms reach for him to cling onto. 

He huffed to the empty room and reluctantly kicked the covers back, on a mission to figure out where you’ve gotten to this damn early. 

He wandered his way down to the kitchen in nothing but his boxers and found you with a plethora of ingredients covering the counter and your fingers just about to lite a fire under one of the many pans on the stove. 

“Babe!” He surprised you since you thought for sure he’d still be out cold, but no, he was walking right up to you, stooping down so he could toss you right over his shoulder. “Eiji! I’m making you breakfast!” He didn’t seem to care that you were in the middle of something or the fact your ass was on full display. 

Sleep still had ahold of his vocal cords, “Not yet, you’re not.” He made sure to turn off the burner before heading right back for the stairs again, carrying you all the way back to your shared bedroom. He brought you down on the bed with a loving hand bracing your neck. “I just wanna cuddle my pretty little wife on my birthday morning. Can we do that? Please.” You nod up at him. “Good. Now get back under the covers.” 

A laugh escaped you as you crawl your way back to your spot while he’s busy still grumbling. “Can’t believe you snuck outta bed– Didn’t even say nuffin’ to me–” 

“I was just tryin’ to do somethin’ nice for you.” 

He burrowed his face into the crook of your neck and you could feel his stubble scratching your skin just as much as his pouty lower lip. “I know, baby, and that’s sweet. But this is all I want right now. Want you right here with me.” 

You pushed yourself back against him more then, letting him hold you as close as possible, but you most certainly heard the groan he tried to bite back and the stiffness of his cock that was pressed against your ass. 

“Are you sure that’s all you want?” 

His arms tightened around you, one of them dipping under your (his) shirt so he could shamelessly palm your bare breast. 

“Mmm-mmm,” He mumbles, shaking his head, and you grin because when Eijiro was tired was when he was as blunt as he could possibly be. He could even be worse than Katsuki sometimes! So, one of his hands teased your nipple with calloused fingers, and the other wandered lower. Groping the fat of your thigh and moving it back over his own leg so his fingers could dive between your wet folds. “Want you on my cock.” 

You snapped the band of his tight boxers. “Then take these off, and you can have me.” 

There was a grunt, and he lifted your leg enough for him to shimmy his boxers down his thighs. His cock slapped right against your cunt the moment he freed it, and he ate up the way you whined at the contact. “Awe, you want me too, sweetheart?” 

“Always want you.” And you knew damn well that the feeling was mutual. It always had been. 

He kissed your cheek and rutted his hips forward even though his fingers were already stuffed inside you. 

“Baby, just gimme it–!” He curled his fingers so your sentence ended in a moan. The chuckle he let out right beside your temple told you he was pleased with your response, pleased enough to pull his fingers out and give you exactly what you asked for all in one go. 

“Hnng–!” More prep would’ve probably been smart, but neither one of you cared about that right now. Just too desperate to feel the other. He did give you a minute though before he started a gentle rock of his hips. Holding your leg in place so he could move just how he pleased. 

“Always fuckin’ perfect f’me.” 

He set a pace with long, deep strokes for a while, savoring the way your walls squeeze him so tight when he presses into that spongy spot you love so much. He knows when you’re getting desperate for it, the moment when your high is rapidly approaching. “Wanna cum, cutie? Huh?” You just whine, “Oh no, sweetheart, you have to ask for it.” 

“I–It’s your bir–birthday. I’ll c–cum when you say I–I can.” 

“Fuck–” His cock throbbed within you when he heard you stammer through that sentence. His grip tightened on your leg. “My good girl, arentcha?” 

“Mmhm. Always.” 

He pulled himself out with a grunt and rolled on his back, admiring your slick coating every inch he has to offer. “Show me how good you are. C’mere and ride me ‘til you cum.” He helped as you scrambled over, straddling his hips and positioning him back at your dripping entrance. Before you can sink down though, his massive hand cupped your jaw and tilted your head so you’re looking right at him. “And don’t you fuckin’ stop when you do.”

You took his orders so well. When he was completely sheathed inside again, he pulled one arm back behind his head like it’d been when you woke up this morning and the other still held onto your hip. Like, a reminder for you to keep yourself bouncing on his cock even when euphoria overtook you. 

Your walls clenched around him like a vice when you opened your eyes and realized just how ethereal he looked under you like this. In all your years together, seeing him this way still made your breath catch. He might be on his back with your hands clawing into his scared chest, but it’s obvious who’s really in control. Just how powerful he looks bathed in that perfect autumnal glow, transforming his eyes into pools of amber that watch your every move with hunger and adoration. 

The only movement from him is a swift buck of his hips from time to time, when he wanted to watch your eyes roll back in your skull. Or hear that sultry cry of his name falling off your pretty pink tongue that was damn near lulling out of your mouth. 

The taut cord in your belly begins to fray when he goes on and on about how stunning you look. Perfect tits bouncing while you ride his cock, and then he begins teasing. “Gonna cum already, cutie– So soon– Heh, alright then– Make yourself feel good– Just don’t stop fucking yourself.” 

It’s so hard to keep yourself in motion when you do finally let go, but he graciously helps you. His hand on your hip making sure you keep rocking in his lap, prolonging your release until he physically can’t take it anymore.

Faster than he’d moved all morning, you’re lifted off his cock and pressed face down into the mattress, his weight settling right behind you. Strong hands pulled your hips up high in the air, and a fat glob of spit fell from his mouth and onto his cock (like he actually needs the extra lubrication) as he slides back into your heat. Hard. 

Your cunt was still a fluttering mess surrounding him, and your pleas and cries are muffled by the pillows below your face. Gods, he’ll never get sick of watching the way your plush skin puffs in the spaces between his fingers. It takes all his willpower not to bust right then when he spreads you wide to watch you take him so damn well. Like you were created just for him. His perfect present. “That’s my girl–!” One of his hands slaps your ass and smirks at the jiggle before grabbing hold of it again. 

He’s pulling you onto him as much as he’s thrusting in, letting the messy slaps echo off the walls and mingle with his grunts and your moans. 

His hand comes up the back of your head, fingers gripping tight at your roots, and he brings your head up as he leans into your ear. “Gonna cum, baby. Oh fuck–! ‘M gonna fill you so full–!” His fingers flex the quicker he goes until he pushes you back down when that first rope of cum hits deep in your cunt. 

He doesn’t stop moving until he’s positive your walls are thoroughly covered with his seed, continuously rocking more and more until there’s nothing left to give you. 

Only then does he let the two of you fall back on your sides. His cock is still completely buried in you, but he’s starting to go soft while his hand massages your scalp. “You okay, sweetheart?” 

“‘M great, baby.” You cuddle right back up against him, both of you moaning as his cock shifts, but it quickly turns into sleepy laughter. The kind that is your absolute favorite to hear. So genuine that it fills your heart completely over and over again. 

When you look over your shoulder, he’s already right there waiting to press a dozen kisses to your lips, dropping ‘I love yous’ between each one. 

“Happy birthday, Eiji.” The three little words are said against his lips, another kiss shared, and then a thank you leaves his. 

The whole entire day still lay ahead, plans and parties with friends, so, for now, a little extra rest with you sounds perfect. You lay completely content in his arms and Eijiro falls asleep with a smile upon his face thinking he couldn’t have asked for a better birthday morning. There’s nothing or no one better than you.

[maochira]

Working at Blue Lock/father figure!Ego introduction

Tags: gn!reader, overworker and overachiever!reader, reader is a graphic designer, artist and assistant at Blue Lock

A/N: I want to make this a series so feel free to request more for father figure!Ego!! A part two to this will come soon as well! Also, this originally goes for one of my Blue Lock OCs, but I want to write it as an x reader for you guys to enjoy and because I prefer writing reader inserts💟

Working at Blue Lock is your first job ever, so ever since the beginning you swore to yourself that you'll put all of your power and passion into this. Especially because of how passionate Ego is about Blue Lock, you want to do your best to help him

Ego tends to give you very tight deadlines almost all the time. It's to be expected that at least once a day he'll tell you something like "You need to do this until tomorrow", or "I have this speech planned later, you need to do this until then", but nothing about that ever bothered you. It's on the opposite side, you've always been happy about getting tasks from him and feel good about being helpful to the project.

Most of your work consists of designing and drawing player icons and all the graphics Ego shows on his screens during his speeches. Every time he holds his speeches, you're in the back of the room to watch. To you, it's like seeing your work come to life, and that's always been your dream.

Ego often criticizes your work when you show him your ideas or sketches. But that's part of working as a graphic designer and artist. Even though his criticism tends to come off as harsh and cold, you're always happy to follow his wishes. And hey, in the end, it's always worth it because you get at least a little bit of praise. It's never much, usually just a simple "Good work, (Y/N)-chan" but for you, it's enough.

But due to your hard work, you pull at least one all-nighter a week. You'd still be able to finish all your tasks on time even if you got a healthy amount of sleep, but you always get so lost in your work that it keeps you awake all night. A part of that is passion, but another part is your overworking nature.

You rarely tell Ego and Anri about your all-nighters, you either act as if you got up extra early or just briefly mention something like "I couldn't fall asleep" and laugh it off. Ego never showed any concern over it, but Anri certainly did.

And for the first months, sleep deprivation didn't have that many effects on you. Surprisingly. Your passion kept you going. Well, until you pulled an all-nighter after a night with only 3 hours of sleep. Even caffeine couldn't save you anymore. You really try to keep your eyes open, but they get so heavy that they just close on their own and you end up falling asleep at your desk.

In the meantime, Ego is rewatching recordings of Blue Lock matches, until he sees you asleep at your desk. His first instinct is to wake you up and yell at you to continue your work, but he's so hesitant about it, he changes his mind after second thought. He remembers how you've been working extra hard lately and knows your current task isn't that urgent, so he simply lets you sleep.

But when you wake up, a rush of panic runs through your body. You immediately look up at your computer which has gone into sleep mode by now. You turn around to see Ego, still sitting on his chair.

"You finally woke up, huh?" His voice doesn't give off any particular emotion, but you automatically think he's mad at you for falling asleep during your work hours.

You open your mouth to apologize, but your mind is still a bit fuzzy and not properly awake yet. Before any words actually get out, Ego continues: "It was about time you got some proper sleep."

"Sorry, I've been-"

"No need to apologize," Ego interrupts you, "Just don't let this happen again."

"I won't, I promise." You answer before turning your computer back on, ready to finish whatever you were working on before you fell asleep.

"You really need to take better care of yourself." Ego tells you in a stern voice. "Get more sleep and pay attention to your health. I don't want you to get sick."

"Oh?" You turn around to face his direction. What he said makes you laugh a little. "Aren't you the one with eyebags who only eats instant noodles?"

Ego is slightly taken aback by your response and for a moment he struggles to find an answer. "Are you talking back to me?" Is the only thing he manages to come up with.

"I wouldn't call it talking back," you answer as you turn your head back to your computer, "I'm just surprised why you'd care more about me than taking care of yourself."

And with this, you've got yourself your own personal Ego speech.

"Listen, (Y/N)-chan. I 'care' for you in a way an employer cares for one of his workers. Because that's what you and I are. I can't have you getting sick or breaking down because you exhaust yourself too much. That would mean I would have to look for a temporary replacement which would cost time and money. Plus, your work is great even under these conditions and I doubt I'd find anyone else who's as passionate about this as you are. But even with that, I don't want you to exhaust yourself this much again. It's true that I appreciate your hard work, but with your hard work comes the need of taking care of yourself. Understood?"

Halfway through his speech, you turned back to look at him again. His expression and tone are not much different from how he usually is, but what he says still surprises you in some way. You and Ego never had a deeper conversation on anything, but this is starting to pick up your curiosity, so you decide to continue.

"That still doesn't explain why you'd tell me to take better care of myself when you uhm, you know."

"Leading Blue Lock comes with its sacrifices." Ego responds, "If I'll lose sleep over it, I'm willing to sacrifice that. But I'm not willing to let you sacrifice your health."

"So you're worried about me?"

Ego lets out a short frustrated sigh. "As I already said, I care for you in a way an employer cares for their worker. You're not much more than a tool to help my dream come alive."

You only nod in response and return to your work. You want to continue this conversation, but Ego's frustrated sigh is a sign to stop.

Even though what Ego said could definitely hurt someone's feelings, especially because of his stern tone, just him mentioning he cares about you in some way makes you happy. Sure, to him you're not much more than a tool to achieve his dream, but that still means you have some sort of important role for him. Be it in an employer-worker way, you're just happy to be useful.

As you continue your given task, Ego finds himself unable to concentrate on his own work. He thinks of his own words he just said to you moments ago and they keep repeating in his head until he wonders if he even spoke the truth.

Sure, in theory, you're not much more than an employee to him. But something about seeing how you overworked yourself and even sacrificed a lot of sleep just for the tasks he's given you made him truly realize how hard you've been working ever since the beginning of Blue Lock. It awakened some sort of protectiveness over you inside of him.

And even when he's back to focusing on his work every now and then his gaze wanders over to you with slight concern. He can't help but ask himself: Is this the kind of protectiveness a father feels about their child?

[stardustsunny]

My comfort is you;

Words count: 658

Pairing: bf!beomgyu x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

a/n: the last talk x today episode with Beomgyu inspired me on writing something sweet and cute about Gyu at camping. I hope that this work won't disappoint you!! <3

Song recommendation: Cafuné - Tek it

cr. for img. - @ filmsoftxt

You sat on the passenger seat and Beomgyu on the driver's, your boyfriend recently give you an idea for mini vacation - camping. He wanted try it so bad since he was in a high-school and now with you he finally make his dream comes true.

You on the other hand just want to spend more time with him and relax from college. 

"How long does it take to drive here?" You asked Beomgyu while connecting your phone to the Bluetooth speaker of his car. "Like 3-4 hour, you can rest a bit, if you want," he smiled softly. 

You two woke up quite early to pack everything, so you can be in camp before noon. 

You listened to music half of the way and the other half you slept because the atmosphere was so calm. Beomgyu softly shakes you by the shoulder once you arrive at the camp.

It's a really nice place that are divided in a private zones with a tent and campfire, there are also garlands around and you think that it would be really cozy at night. 

Once you bring all of your things in here you plop on the grass and lay for a few minutes under a warm sun until some shadow appears before you.

"Are you gonna lay here all day?" Beomgyu chuckled watching you from above. "Yeah, it's nice here, you should rest too after a long drive!"

That's how the two of you end up dozens off for a few hours.

Later when you woke up it was almost dinner time so you started preparing food to cook on the bonfire. You make a ramyeon and Beomgyu cooking meat as always cause no one can cook it better than him.

"Gyu, when will the meat be ready? I can't wait anymore, the smell will kill my stomach" you whined.

"It's almost done, be patient, girl" he laughed softly, "I guess this piece should be okay, try it" Beomgyu feeds you and you think you might cry from how delicious it is.

Your dinner was full of the chatting between you two about everything, both of you curious about many things so you always had topics to discuss.

Soon it became darker, you scooted closer to your boyfriend and he played some music through the Bluetooth speaker that set a really cozy and comfortable vibes.

"Y/n..do you like it here?" Beomgyu suddenly asked you, looking at your linked hands. "Yes, Beomie  I've never been camping but it's really fun, especially with you" he smiled at your reply and kissed your cheek.

"I'm glad that you enjoy it" you looked at him for a second "What about you? I know that you dreamed about it for a really long time."

"Since we arrived here everything I feel is happiness.  I'm really happy that I got this opportunity,  but I'm even happier that I did it with you. It will be my most treasured memory." He smiled at you, while your cheeks became warmer from his words. "You know...I might said it a lot but I really love you Y/n, you are the most precious person that I met in my life and I'm really glad that you are here with me" he leaned and planted a kiss on your cheek, then on your nose, and other cheek, you giggled at his actions but then you feel one of Beomgyu's hands on your jawline and he kissed your lips abruptly. It wasn't a passionate kiss, but a really soft and sensual one, where you can feel all his love to you. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you felt his smile through the kiss. 

Once you pulled back you giggled at each other "So..do you wanna watch the stars?" You asked him "I'm already seeing one" he smirked and pecked your lips one more time before taking your hand and guiding you to your watching spot.

[writingquestionsanswered]

I know "Character X woke up suddenly from dream." isn't the best start to a story because we know nothing about the character, their life/routine/job/etc. But. What if it's character X gets woken up by their upstairs neighbours being uncharacteristically loud for third night in a row? And X finally having enough and wanting to do something about it? Asking for a friend (me) who's a fresh author testing out writing waters. Thank you! :)

Beginning Story with an Interrupted Dream

There are two different issues at play here, so let me address them both...

The "Character Waking Up" Beginning - Whether or not you start with a dream of go into detail at all, beginning with the character waking up, in any situation or for any reason, is considered to be cliché. It's been done so many times before in so many different ways, there's just really no way to do it that won't make the average reader's eyes roll. And, honestly, 99% of the time it's not the best way to start your story anyway.

The "Middle of a Dream" Beginning - The problem with opening in the middle of an actual dream is three-fold. First and foremost, unless you immediately clarify that it's a dream, you end up creating a false start. The reader will think whatever is happening in the dream is really happening, and when the character wakes up, it pulls the rug out from under the reader in a not very nice way. Now you've tricked them into getting invested in something that wasn't even real. The second issue is the one you mentioned--which is the reader has no idea who this person is and why they should care. If you've ever sat through a friend or family member telling you their dream, you know it's hard to get invested in someone else's dream, and that is especially true when it's a total stranger whose identity and life you have no context for. And finally, if you start with a dream, the character needs to wake up from that dream, so you're still starting with the cliché waking up beginning.

The Alternative... Instead, why not begin right after the character has woken up. Something like...

My upstairs neighbors were being mauled by a bear... or at least, that's what I would have assumed if we hadn't been on the fifteenth floor of a Soho high-rise. It wasn't even the first time that week I'd been woken up by their uncharacteristically loud lovemaking, or whatever it was they were doing up there.

Why this works is it's not a false start and you're not beginning with clichéd imagery like, "I woke up to the sound of..." You're starting with something real happening: the neighbors are making a lot of violent-sounding noises. You've also posed a question the reader will want answered: what in the world is going on up there? This is infinitely more interesting than a dream or a character actually waking up into a situation. It hits the ground running rather than with a false start or a clichéd start.

I hope that helps!

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[clouduru-chan]

Well I decided to do something different, a crossover, so I hope you like it.I had this idea last night so I decided to write it hahaha, I decided to make the characters from the game Something's wrong with Sunny day Jack interacting with the reader with some characteristics of some characters from chainsaw man .

(be careful there are spoilers for the anime and manga)

❤️💙💛

Sunny day Jack with Devil chainsaw reader (as denji)

- Well you watched the tape together with Nayuta, so when Jack saw you and a child together, he was extremely happy, because he would give love to you and your daughter;

- When you woke up and saw a huge man with a clown-like appearance, you jumped at the chance, grabbing Nayuta on your lap, and immediately starting to remonstrate about the ghost, well it was not a good first impression;

- After the madness that occurred, he tries to explain the situation, did you understand anything? No, because it was too strange to tell the truth, so Jack tries his best to make a good impression on you and your daughter;

- Later he finds out that Nayuta is not your daughter, but your considerate sister, since you have custody of her, because Kishibe simply threw her to you to take care of her;

- Well, he started trying to cheer you up about things, he started cooking for you, for breakfast he made pancakes for you and Nayuta, both of you were excited about the food, since you never had pancakes;

" When it was time to eat Nayuta was the first to take her first bite of the pancakes, that child's golden eyes sparkled, and soon she started to eat them, Jack was looking at you, expecting you to eat, but you were staring in wonder at the mountain of pancakes with honeydew.

"What is it Sunshine? Don't you know how to use silverware or something?" Jack spoke jokingly, waiting for you to answer.

" Well I .... " you thought for a while, this was your chance to be fed by a handsome considerable man, well it already occurred to you with makima, so why not do the same with Jack? " I have unlearned how to eat.... Could you feed me? " You had a shitty smile, nayuta looked at you not understanding anything, the ghost was a little surprised at your answer, he gave a slight laugh, and picked up his cutlery, cutting a small piece of the pancake, and handing it to your mouth, without a second thought you ate, your eyes sparkled just like Nayuta's, you had never experienced something so tasty."

- Jack loves the fact that you have several dogs and a cat in the house, and he also finds it adorable that you are sleeping with them and hugging Nayuta;

- When he finds out some things about you like: you are illiterate - he will help you with this problem by giving you writing and reading lessons, he was a host of a children's program, so he knows things -;

- Jack is extremely happy to hear that you are liking him, and he didn't have to do much about it;

- The other thing he finds out too, you are a high school girl, so you are underage, and every time you nag him that you want to do certain inappropriate things with him, of course Jack is happy to hear that you want to have sex with him, and also only thinks about him, but he won't do anything with you until you are over 18;

- When you took off your shirt, Jack was very embarrassed, but worried if someone saw you without clothes, but one thing he noticed about your chest, is an ignition cord stuck to your skin, when he talks to you about why you have that and about your life before he came along, this man will put it in his head that he will protect you from everything;

- He is always listening to you, especially loves to hear about your dreams, he wants to be there for you, you want to grab some breasts? He'll let you feel his chest. You want a boyfriend? He is here for that;

- Let's just say that he is a little startled when you pull the ignition cord that is on your chest to become the chainsaw man, even though he knows something about demons, Jack is still a little surprised;

- But one thing is for sure, this man loves you and a lot of it!

Ian Duff with reader Devil Angel (as angel)

- At first he thought you were a little too cold, not caring about the people or the things that happened around him;

- But he was very patient with you, Ian will try everything to make you get along together, even if he can't touch you;

- You enjoy Ian's company a lot, so you always listen to him properly and calmly, very understanding of everything he says, so Duff loves that about you, even though you don't seem to care much, you do care, even a little;

- Even if he can't touch you, or give you a needed caress that you need because you can unintentionally take away the years of life just by touching, then sometimes you improvise;

- He gets a little desperate for touch, so maybe Ian touches or takes your hand briefly, he doesn't give a shit if you took a month or two off for a brief touch, he doesn't care much;

- Of course you fight and question his decision to have done this, but again, he won't care;

- When you see couples holding hands, you get a little disappointed in yourself for not touching your beloved, so sometimes you improvise, like tying your tie around your wrist and handing the sash to Ian to hold. Duff gets a little silly when you do this;

- This man becomes a jerk when you protect him with your huge wings;

- Ian loves going out with you, do you want something? He is running to buy what you want;

- He simply loves to sleep cuddled up with you, and since he can't touch you, you are curled up in a pile of blankets like a cupcake in springtime;

- Ian enjoys procrastinating a bit with you;

- This man loves everything about you, your feminine and delicate features, it doesn't even seem like you can use people's stolen years and create lethal weapons to kill demons, he finds it hot;

- He will do anything for you, if he can he will even take on Makima if he is able, of course if he has a momentary crisis of courage;

- One thing you like about being with him is when you go out for ice cream, because you leave everything to him;

"The two of you were walking down the street, Ian had the end of his tie tied around your wrist, while the other end was tied around you, this was the only way you could walk hand in hand.

You look to the side and see an ice-cream parlor on the corner, your eyes light up, because you were dying to try the icy treat again with your boyfriend, and then you tugged at your tie and pointed to the parlor, like a naughty child.

Ian realized what you wanted and suppressed the laughter in his throat.

"Sure love! Let's go!" Spoke the happy redhead.

With a few steps the two of you arrived at the ice cream parlor, people looked at you with fear, not because they knew of your ability, but because you were a demon, but you didn't care much, Ian didn't like people's attitude towards his romantic partner, he soon ordered the flavors of ice cream, and as soon as it was ready you left.

The redhead stared at you tenderly, for you had a silly smile on your face, and you looked at him and gave one of the most beautiful smiles he had ever seen.

" Would you like to try some of my ice cream?" You offered him some.

With that he took the part of the ice cream shell that you weren't holding, and brought the frozen treat closer to your mouth, he just took a little "bite" of the tip of your ice cream, you were happy with that.

"Would you like to try some of my ice cream too angel?" you nodded at Duff's question, then you did the same as he did, but you got some ice cream smeared on the corner of your lips, Ian's eyes sparkled at that scene, he didn't hold back and gave a seal of a kiss on the corner of your lip as a way of cleaning the ice cream smear, he didn't care much about having his life stolen by you.

Well that was quick, you looked at him in horror, because you didn't expect that.

"You idiot! Do you realize what you have done?"

Well he doesn't care, since he went with you"

- Even if you are the Devil Angel, he thinks you are more of an angel than an actual demon;

-he simply loves you, and doesn't care if his life is stolen from you;

Shaun with Devil Blood reader (as Power)

- Well, he had to get used to his chaotic energy;

- Sometimes you act like a rowdy child;

- My friend, he will have to create a lot of patience with you, since you are very clueless at times;

- Well you hate demons and humans, but you made an exception for Shaun;

- This man loves the fact that you conditionally love your cat Meow;

- You only started to like Shaun when your cat became comfortable around him;

- One thing you found out about Shaun, he also has a cat, that made you like him more;

- Shaun has to make you do things, don't you want to take a bath? Even if he's going to give you a bath, you're going to take it! Don't you want to eat your vegetables? My friend expects a little speech and puppy-dog eyes for you;

- When you don't sit still, he has to turn on the TV and put on some cartoon to intrigue you, or give you some gum to chew;

- Since you are the demon who is the personification of the fear of blood, and you love blood, Shaun makes an exception with you to bite you to drink your blood;

- Shaun has started to create a fetish of his bites, when you bite his shoulder to get his blood out, this man almost gets hard;

- When you two decide to go out, Shaun sometimes thinks about putting a leash on you, since you are never quiet, always running around and being rude;

- When he has work that involves acting he brings you along, since he doesn't trust you too much to be alone at home;

- After a fight that invoked the demon of darkness, you were no longer the same, crying with fear in corners, not eating properly, and living in fear of the dark, when Shaun sees this, this man's heart begins to ache, for he wants your chaotic energy back, so this man will do anything for you;

"You are crying from fear, you were always clinging to Shaun because of fear.

When he turned off the lights you screamed in Panic.

He would want you to come back with your happiness and unending energy that you had before, he would hug you to calm you down, if it is possible he would take the meow and the little moon pie to keep you company.

But nothing could bring you back to the normal you were.

At bedtime, Shaun was lying in bed, with the two cats on top of him, and soon he sees you approaching him, his eyes filled with tears.

"can I sleep with you? Please!" You speak in a sly voice.

That made that man's heart squeeze, then he knocks at the corner of the bed, where you are supposed to lie down, the one with black hair with blue tips sees you approach and lie down on the bed at your side, then you hug him tightly.

"Shaun... I'm scared, what if he shows up again! Around him I feel so weak! So weak.... How will I protect you now?"

When you said that, Shaun hugged you with the same strength that you used on him, were you worried about him? That was so sweet of you.

" Calm down my love, I promise he won't come back, I promise "

Soon you enjoyed the comfortable silence, feeling each other's body heat "

- With that, you have become extremely attached to him; is he in the bathroom? You are there, even if it is strange;

- He likes to mess with his hair and do different things with it, as well as putting some hair ornaments on his horns;

- He always laughs at her crazy goals, like being the president of the world or winning the Nobel prize;

- Well really at first, you were not easy to live with, but now he loves you very much;

Nick with the Devil Violence reader (Like Galgali)

- One thing that caught you completely off guard, you are the demon personification of humanity's fear of violence, but you are the complete opposite of that;

- This emo was caught off guard on this subject, you are so calm and fun, you are not a fan of violence and you enjoy love and peace;

- You are affectionate with Nick, always listening to him or asking how he is doing;

- This man feels so lucky to have you, of course you can literally with one punch blow someone up, but he can ignore that;

- You're a lot of fun, Nick always wanted to know what you hide under your mask, but you told him what happens when you take it off, so Nick lost interest in that;

- He loses his temper when you just out of the blue decide to pick him up;

- He turns into a drooling man when he sees you playing with his dogs;

- you have to make him sleep earlier;

- It is quite fun to hear you talk about love and peace, and that violence is never the answer, but rather a question, and sometimes the answer is yes;

- Every once in a while he catches you wearing his clothes;

- He loves the fact that you touch his hair, feel your fingers on his curls of hair;

- You like to pick him up and put him on your lap;

" Nick was sitting on the couch, watching some random thing on television, when just out of nowhere he feels her hands on his waist and lifted up, and soon sitting on his lap.

This caught him off guard, his pale face turned extremely red, he was blushing, because he had enjoyed that gesture of hers.

"Our love, like this... So suddenly" he says a bit clumsily.

Well he didn't know how you looked or your expressions, since you were wearing that bubonic plague doctor mask, to contain your powers, but soon he realized that you were joking, since you started laughing.

"Now, you fool, I want you to be closer to me! Can't I do that with my boyfriend?"

Okay, you broke Nick"

- It's extremely fun to hang out with you;

- You are a great listener, always listening to Nick and having a dynamic conversation with him;

- Even though it's something new and different for him, this shy man likes you;

joseph Cullman with Devil Control reader (as Makima)

- This is all new, especially with him, so take it slow;

- For you he is a very good, obedient puppy, of course you find him inferior to you, but you enjoy his company, he is pleasant, and you have come to love him, so you won't let anyone get in the way of your relationship, because Joseph belongs to you;

- This man will be extremely clingy with you, since you attract a lot of unwanted glances;

- Joseph loves the fact that you have several dogs, even though they are Seberian huskies they are extremely calm and behaved when they are with you;

- He loves it when you compliment him, make him feel special, when you tell him that you watched an episode of his show and tell him it was wonderful as always, he turns into a blushing mess;

- When you two are going out on a date, it is mandatory that you go to the movies;

- When you see him acting as Sunny day Jack and playing with the children, it makes your heart warm, it makes you think that the world is pure and good;

- When some mother hits on him backstage, Joseph is incredibly uncomfortable, he doesn't know how to react or what you're going to think, but you're just with a friendly smile on your face and saying that kind of thing happens, and you trust him purely, but little does he know what you're going to do about it, possibly this mother is going to wake up the next day with some broken body part, or some dismembered limb or possibly not wake up at all the next day;

- Ok the relationship is a bit toxic on your part, but it is your first time in a relationship like this, so you are trying your best;

- Joseph realized that you love hugs so he is always hugging you;

- When he gets off work, he always presents you with a bag of coffee-flavored lollipops, since it is his favorite;

- When he left the interview with Dan, he was incredibly uncomfortable, you had seen what happened, the presenter was asking your beloved several unnecessary and uncomfortable questions, and as an emotional support to Joseph, you decided to help him;

" Joseph was finished, exhausted.

In the interview it was tiring, he was not enjoying the unnecessary questions, when he got home you welcomed him with open arms, giving him a tight, warm hug.

Joseph felt his energy come back again just with that hug.

He sat on the couch with you, he looked into your golden eyes, he could get lost in them still.

"Love, you can tell me everything that happened, it will help you to get some things off your chest. " you asked him to tell you what happened, even though you knew, you wanted to know what he was feeling.

" It was very difficult, I was expecting questions about the show or something, not things about my personal life, it seemed like he wanted me to say stupid things just to increase the audience "

Seeing him like that hurts you a lot, and then you give Joseph a kiss on the cheek to cheer him up a little.

" I thought you were very professional in the interview, extremely perfect, you were wonderful!"

He gave you a silly smile.

"I guess I should reward you for being a great kid"

You ride on Cullman's thighs in a sexual manner, you approach Joseph's face giving him a kiss on the lips, your tongue begging entrance to Joseph's mouth.

Of course he accepted, the kiss slow and hot, but with time it became wild, you stopped to recover the oxygen from your lungs, the only thing that connected you was a string of saliva, this man was about to devour you, he grabs your ass and brings you closer to his waist, to feel what you did to him, you let out a surprised cry when you felt the erection, for the first time you reacted that way, you were extremely flushed, Joseph gave you a mischievous smile.

" I guess it's my turn to show you what a good boy I am!"

You didn't expect him to act this way."

- Well as any person or demon, you had a dream, your dream was to have a relationship of equals, without needing to use the fear of people to control them, you always wanted a family, happy and friendly, and when you met Joseph, of course at first you found him inferior, but over time you were treating him as an equal, maybe with him you will achieve your dream along with him;

- Joseph feels lucky to have you, he loves you very much;

Hey, what did you think? it was good ?

[mirisss]

I Like The View Chapter 4

(pic edited by me)

Summary: Minho and Felix both want to get a cat to have in the dorm. Hyunjin and Seungmin want to get a dog. Jeongin, Changbin, and Jisung don’t really care, they just want a pet. Bang Chan isn’t sure about either idea as he doesn’t see them having the time to take care of a pet. However, can Bang Chan resist the idea of a pet, or well a hybrid, when the cute little bunny hybrid stands before him?

Warnings: Screaming, public shaming, threats, panic attack, slight violence

Word count ≈ 5.1k

Taglist: @ayoo-bangtan​, @lose-lose07​, @kingcarrot-thecarrotking, @starjane312​​

A not from Mirisss: Thank you for the patience with me publishing another chapter. I’ve had a lot to do and been quite tired so I haven’t had the energy to write but finally I have somewhat finished at the point that i had planned. Also, thank you so much to everyone who has shown any interest in this story. 

Please don’t mind any spelling mistakes :)

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Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, 

Now, the adventures of tomorrow and every day after that await her. But all the cute bunny hybrid could think or dream of was how happy she was to have been found by such sweet and loving people. Her last thought before falling asleep was: I can’t wait to go clothes shopping with them tomorrow! 

Even though hours passed before the sun rose and morning arrived, (Y/n) believed only mere seconds passed. Perhaps it was because she for the first time in years could sleep for real without worrying about anything. The safety of the eight young men living in that dorm brought her a sense of comfort she had never felt before. (Y/n) woke up to faint voices and the light sounds of pots or something like it clinking in the kitchen. She slowly sat up and scratched her long ear before looking towards the bed where the oldest member of the band had slept during the night though unsurprisingly her eyes fell on an empty bed. She concluded that Chan must be one of the people in the kitchen as he wasn’t in his bed, even if she wasn’t aware of his daily schedule. (Y/n) stretched her arms and back out a little before she stood up, excitement filling her body as she thought of today’s awaiting adventure. Shopping with her new family. Family. Such a nice word. One she has never had the pleasure of believing in until now. The bunny hybrid sneakingly ventured out of the bedroom and walked towards the faint voices that were growing louder and louder the closer she came to them. Once right outside the kitchen (Y/n) came to recognize the voices of Lee Know and Jeongin, she could only hear two different voices and two different heartbeats meaning the other members were somewhere else in the dorm or perhaps outside of it. “Oh, (Y/n). Good morning!” A voice suddenly spoke behind her, spooking her, which caused her to flinch and start breathing a little heavier as she was caught sneaking around - something she was never allowed to do in previous homes. Once she had turned around and came face to face with Changbin she began calming down as she remembered that these men would never hurt her in any way. “I’m so sorry bunny. I didn’t mean to scare you, I’ll try thinking of that in the future,” (Y/n) shook her head, He has no reason to apologize I’m just being silly… “Don’t apologize Changbin, I shouldn’t be this frightened,” Changbin internally shook his head, anger rising within him as he thought of how the poor hybrid has had to live her life. “It’s okay to become scared when someone surprises you like this, it’s normal. Especially for someone of your background, having lived in such toxic environments isn’t right. You should never have to apologize for being scared,” Lee Know and I.N had heard the commotion from inside the kitchen but stayed dormant there in order to let Changbin and (Y/n) figure this out on their own. Lee Know and I.N knew that Changbin would probably explain this matter the best for the bunny. “I’m still sorry for reacting that way,” “It’s okay, you shouldn’t have to be but I understand why you are. (Y/n), if you ever want to talk about your past or anything at all you can always come to me. I’ll always listen to you, no matter how busy I am. Okay?” His smile was comforting and genuinely kind, Changbin’s personality felt like a soft and warm blanket that will protect you from any evil thing out to get you. Changbin felt like safety. “Okay. Changbin?” “Yeah, what is it bunny?” (Y/n) gave him a small smile, one that had grown from the night before. “Will you promise to come to talk with me if you ever need to say anything?” Changbin’s heart began beating faster, and his whole body felt warmer, such a sweet and loving soul this precious bunny has, and to think that there were people who have hurt her. “Of course, I will,” The two then both looked towards the kitchen door before looking back at each other, Changbin let out a little laugh at which a voice came flying through the door. “Come in here already, it’s not like we’re gonna eat you,” Lee Know. Of course, it was Lee Know. Even though his voice was harsh and sarcastic, it didn’t frighten the bunny, Minho was the man who saved her life so how could (Y/n) be afraid of him? (Y/n) and Changbin went into the kitchen to find Minho completely clean and composed while Jeongin was covered in what appeared to be flour. Minho looked over to the rapper and the bunny who just walked in only to find them staring with wide eyes at the maknae, he let out a laugh before explaining that Jeongin was going to try and throw some flour on Lee Know but managed to trip on air and throw it on himself instead. (Y/n) found herself holding back a little laughter at the image of I.N failing his prank, however, she quickly composed herself before she let it out - old memories surfacing back with countless people telling her she shouldn’t laugh as her laugh was ugly and undesirable. The maknae and the main chef ( yes I’m calling him that) caught the bunny hybrid's action but neither said anything. The boys had a discussion last night in their group chat about not pushing (Y/n)’s too much this early on, everything is different here but she needs time and space to find that out for herself. They won’t get anywhere forcing her to believe that because then she won’t actually believe it, but if she herself discovers that she can do anything here then she will understand that it really is that way. “Changin-ah set the table.” “But hyung-”  “No buts, you want to eat, right?” “Yes, hyung…” Changbin gave a fake pout at Minho before moving to pick up the plates Jeongin had already taken out of the cupboard and then proceeding to place them around the table. “Can I do anything to help?” The bunny shyly asked to which she was met with that wide welcoming foxy smile from Jeongin. “Yeah, you can help me stir these eggs while I get the other bowl from the cupboard… you see Changbin-hyung is too short to reach it so I’ll help him out” Jeongin ended his sentence with a playful smile, (Y/n) answered with a small smile of her own - a smile that keeps growing each time she dares smile in this household. “Okay!” (Y/n) cheerfully responded to the maknae before stepping closer to the pan and continuing carefully stirring the eggs so that they became scrambled.

A few minutes later all the other boys came into the kitchen after Minho sent a text saying breakfast was ready and anyone arriving later than within a minute would go without food. (Y/n) was worried when she heard this and was ready to say that whoever that was could have her food but Changbin explained that Minho didn’t actually mean it, it was rather a tactic to get the members to hurry up and come to the kitchen. Once all eight boys and the bunny hybrid were in the kitchen they began eating. Once everyone was finished, Hyunjin and Seungmin were given clean-up duty with Felix and Bang Chan helping them out to finish it quicker. (Y/n), Changbin, Lee Know, Han, and I.N all went to get ready. “Hey (Y/n), did you sleep well last night?” The friendly quokka-looking human - also known as Han Jisung, asked the hybrid as he caught up with her while they walked from the kitchen towards the bedrooms. “Yeah, it was a very comfortable bed. Thank you for buying that for me. How did you sleep?” “I slept really well, except woke up in the middle of the night and was really thirsty so I had to go to the kitchen and get some water but then I fell asleep the second I laid down in my bed again,” “Oh, maybe you should have brought a glass of water with you into your room last night - you should definitely do that today,” “You know the funniest thing?” “No?” “I had a glass of water in my room but I forgot about it” The bunny hybrid couldn’t hold back the giggle that escaped her. Han’s own smile just grew wider seeing the bunny enjoying his mishap and feeling comfortable enough to let out a giggle. Further down the corridor, the other members who were not in the kitchen heard the giggle and they all smiled to themselves at the beautiful sounds. Each and everything she does makes them all for more in love with her. They all hope that she will feel the same for them, eventually. Someday, she will be strong enough to do so. 

After 30 minutes everyone was ready to go out shopping. “Whatever you do (Y/n)... Do not take styling advice from Chan-hyung or Changbin-hyung… they only dress in black and while that can be stylish I think you should have more variation in your style so I recommend you take advice from myself, Jeonginnie and Seungminnie - And Felix for some things… Oh and if Han even dares to bring up anything about hats - just run, run in the other direction or you will end up with a hat bigger than you,” Hyunjin spoke sounding very serious but he kept a playful look on his face. “What about Minho-oppa?” “Hmmm, I guess his style is accepted,” And so they got in their cars and began driving towards the shopping center (let’s pretend that at least two of them have their driving licenses). The ride there was fairly calm. (Y/n) was bussing inside, she was so excited to finally experience the good in the world with her new family. Family. She would never grow tired of saying that word. “Excited?” Seungmin turned towards (Y/n) as he asked her his question. “Mm, very excited. A little nervous too. I haven’t been in large crowds before,” “Don’t worry, we’ll all be there and we won’t let anyone sweep you away. If you’re scared you can hold onto my hand while we walk, or anyone’s hand and we won’t let go unless you want us to,” The reassurance made her calm down and she was once again simply excited about going to the shopping center. The two designated drivers parked the cars and then the somewhat new-found family arrived at the shopping center. Once (Y/n) had gotten out of the car and the nine of them were about to walk into the shopping center she quickly walked up to Seungmin and carefully intertwined her small hand with his as she looked down at the ground, not daring to meet his eyes. He gave her a reassuring squeeze before he continued to walk. The other boys shared a proud look as their new family member warmed up to them step by step. 

They walked around for about 10 minutes before (Y/n) seemed to find a store that caught her eye. A clothing store (of any brand) that had a stuffed toy bunny in the window with some cute stylish clothing. Hyunjin gave an approving nod after examining the store a little quickly. “Do you want to go in there?” “Can we?” “Of course bunny. Let’s go!” Seungmin began walking, still holding (Y/n)’s hand in his and by that hand, he pulled her with him as she was a bit uncertain about whether she really could walk in there or not. “Come on (Y/n)! Let’s find some awesome clothes for you” Jeongin said as he once again gave her that smile that reminded her of a dessert fox hybrid she used to know. “Okay,” For the first time since they left the car she dared to let go of Seungmin’s hand, for now, the crowd wasn’t too big so she felt safe enough to just be close to the boys but not holding on to them. At least inside the store, once out there walking between stores again she would hold on to someone. “(Y/n)! (Y/n)! Come check out this dress!” Hyujin half-shouted for the hybrid who quickly walked over to him. Hyunjin held a knee-length dress in his hands that were casual but could be dressed up with the right accessories, it was a marine-blue color, with ¾ sleeves and a round neckline that went just below the collar bones so it wasn’t too revealing, with a bit of a flowing skirt that looked light enough to wear in summer but still warm enough for winter with the right jacket. “Do you like it?” “It’s beautiful” “They have it in more colors, I just picked this one because it’s quite a nice color. Do you have a favorite color?” “I don’t know, I like all colors I think,” “Okay, let’s try some different sizes in different colors than to find the best one!” Hyunjin chooses some different sizes among that dress picking out the marine-blue, a lighter blue shade, a baby pink one, and a grey one. “(Y/n), come look here!” This time it was Felix who was calling her name, (Y/n) looked over at Hyunjin who was still looking at the different colors on that one dress. “Can I go over to Felix or should I stay with you?” “Huh? Oh, go on. You can go to him and I’ll continue looking around. You can try these later on,” “Okay, thank you, Hyujin” Hyunjin’s heart skipped a beat as she spoke his name for the first time without whispering it. (Y/n) walked over to Felix who was looking at some t-shirts that were both neutral and some with prints of animals, flowers, texts, and much more. Felix was holding a t-shirt in his hands that was a soft brown color (if anyone wants to imagine the clothes in any other colors - go ahead) and had a bright orange-colored carrot on it, it was cute and honestly very fitting for the hybrid. “I thought of you when I saw it so I kind of had to have you look at it” “It’s cute, is it soft?” “Very! Here, feel it,” Felix extended his arm towards (Y/n) so she could feel the material of the shirt. It was very soft, she liked it. Felix observed the bunny’s reaction to the fabric, he noticed that she kept squeezing the shirt and he concluded that she did like it from the way she didn’t want to let go of it. “Do you like it?” “Yes. It’s so soft,” “Okay, do you want the shirt to have a tighter fit or to be looser?” “I don’t know, I’m sorry,” (Y/n) looked down at the floor in shame as she couldn’t answer his question. “Hey, no worries. We’ll just take some different sizes and you can try them all on and say which ones you like and don’t like,” “Are you sure? I feel like I’m bothering you guys by taking unnecessarily long to decide what I want…” (Y/n) looked down at the floor in shame. “You’re not bothering us, we wouldn’t do this unless we really wanted to” And so they continued picking out clothes until all eight boys couldn’t carry anymore. They went over to the dressing rooms in order for (Y/n) to try on all the clothes, it took about one and a half hours for her to try every single item but she eventually managed. After gaining approval from Hyunjin, I.N and Seungmin (Y/n) ended up with around 75% of all the clothes she tried on. Once the group left that store they saw that more people had come into the mall. The halls were now filled with people who were walking, chatting, window shopping and even some who were running. The noise level was immense for the bunny with her enhanced hearing, the boys barely thought of the volume or number of people. This time they were walking towards the restaurants with a hungry Han leading the group, (Y/n) was walking behind the boys in hope of being protected from any prying eyes and from accidentally touching anyone other than Stray Kids. Unfortunately, her plan was not working once they came closer to the food court. Closer to the food courts you could find a myriad of people standing, walking and running around. Even the sturdy group of idol singers were separated in the crowd which, of course, meant that the small hybrid too was separated from them. (Y/n) could feel her breathing increase, her heartbeat was going crazy, anxiety was taking over, panic and her flight-or-fight system was hijacking. She was frozen. Standing in the hall. She couldn’t see anything, she didn’t hear anything either. All she felt was her body frozen in panic, until. Until someone harshly bumped into her making both her and the person fall down to the floor. (Y/n) let out a whimper, not because she was injured but because she knew this would mean trouble. Across from her was a middle aged man who wore a mean and angry look on his face. He stood up and began screaming as loud as he could, he was shouting so much that (Y/n) could barely understand half of what he said. Although, she knew that most likely he’s saying how this was her fault, the stupid hybrid who caused him to fall down, who hurt him. When the commotion began the SKZ members rushed over to see if the poor hybrid being shamed by this man could be there beloved bunny. Unfortunately, it was their (Y/n).

Changbin was furious at the man but also at the people standing around them who did nothing but enjoy the show. He stepped closer to the man while Minho and Felix went to check on (Y/n). “YAH! Shut up!” “Heh,” the man arrogantly scoffed as he only saw Binnie’s short build, he did not pay attention to the bulging muscles on the rapper’s body. “What do we have here? A little boy about to play hero? Go home, this runt is going to be put down for being so wild and attacking me,” “She’s not a runt. She’s my hybrid and I would watch my mouth if I were you. I’ll give you one chance to apologize to her or I’ll sue your ass for more money then you will ever have,” Changbin was holding himself back from attacking the man, he quickly looked back to see that (Y/n) was safe within the comforting arms of Felix. He did notice that her body was shaking as if she was crying. Oh that man is going to pay, he made their sweet little (Y/n) cry. “And how are you going to do that? Huh? Ask your mommy to help you? You could maybe afford an ice cream if you’re lucky” “Seungmin-ah?” “Oh, yeah. What is it, hyung?” “Call the company. This man has damaged someone under their name, is threatening me and our hybrid. Call them and say that we need our lawyer sent out asap while I get this mans information,” “Sure thing,” Seungmin easily made his way out of the worst crowd as people began recognizing the boys to be more than just young men, they were important people. “Now, apologize,” Changbin said with a stern voice as he also gave the man his best death glare that literally could kill someone. “Why should I? The stupid thing was in my way,” “You could have walked around her or used your voice to say ‘excuse me’, but no, you choose brute force and violence,” “Whatever, I’m leaving,” “No you’re not,” As the man turned around to leave, he was met with the icy look of a pissed of Jeongin. Jeongin and the man was about the same height, I.N was a bit leaner but you could clearly make out strong muscles on the boy while the man seemed quite weak as he was trembling while looking at Jeongin’s bare flexing arm. “Move it, boy” “Hyung! Lawyer will be here in 5,” Changbin chuckled as the man’s face contorted into one with panic. “I’m not moving unless you turn around to apologize and while you are at it, you can give us all the information our lawyer’s going to need so we’ll save some time. You see, we are all quite hungry,” I.N ended his sentence with a cocky smirk. The man was speechless. Never had he been confronted by such young people no matter what he has done. He kept trying to walk away but whenever he turned someone stood in his way. I.N, Changbin and Bang Chan being the scariest in the man’s opinion but Hyunjin, Seungmin and Han were not far behind. And as promised, 5 minutes later SKZ’s private lawyer from JYP walked in through a door and came right over to the crowd. “Move, lawyer on the go here” The woman said with a clear and loud tone, one that screamed BUSINESS. Once the man saw the woman come in dressed in a suit, holding a briefcase and was followed by two police officers, he realized that he had lost. He turned around until he located where the scared hybrid was hiding, still in Felix’s embrace, “I’m sorry for walking into you and for screaming at you” Then the man walked over to the lawyer to give her his information. The man hoped that if he apologized the boys would let the suing go. Alas his hope was for nothing. Changbin would not let this go, not for a million years. Fortunately, they had already intertwined the company with this which meant even if he wanted to drop it they company wouldn’t.

Bang Chan gave Binnie a pat on the back. “Good job standing up for her, for all of us” “Thanks, hyung. But we shouldn’t have had to do that, I’m just glad the company backs us up with this,” The crowd returned to what they were doing prior to the commotion and so the SKZ members easily regrouped with the terrified - still crying, (Y/n) in the middle of them. “Hey, it’s okay. That man was mean but Binnie took care of him, no one messes with our family,” Lee Know tried to comfort her but she was so shaken up from the incident that she could not calm down. The members tried many things in order for her to stop crying but nothing seemed to work, eventually (Y/n) ran out of tears and she shakily managed to whisper one word. A word that warmed the hearts of all eight SKZ members. “Home”. Home. Home, she wanted to go home. To their home. “Let’s go home. We’ll order some food on the way so it will be there just after we arrive home,” Home. Feels good for all nine of them to say and think of that. Many people would say that they have a weird family but they love it. Eight idols and their bunny hybrid. When they get home they will have some work to do with (Y/n) who managed to fall asleep in the car as she was so exhausted from her hysteric crying and light panic-attack.

2 hours later (Y/n) finally woke up again, during the car ride she rested her head upon Han’s shoulder. Even if Han was starving and would have wanted to eat in the mall he appreciated her skinship. She was somewhat alright, that’s all that matters. No one is physically hurt. The SKZ boys ate the food they had ordered for themselves and let (Y/n) sleep, they would order food for her when she woke up and could tell them what she wanted. Changbin carried her from the car into the living room where he carefully laid her down on the couch and then Hyunjin gently laid a warm blanket over her as their apartment was slightly chilly at the moment. 

As previously stated, 2 hours later (Y/n) woke up from her slumber. A bit disoriented as she thought she would still be in the scary mall with that horrible man screaming at her but as she came to she realized that she was home. The feeling of still being in the mall was just a phantom feeling left by the nightmare that she had to be in as she slept. Small murmurs could be heard from some of the rooms and as she focused her hearing she could make out Felix, Seungmin, and I.N’s voices as they spoke and the clattering of three keyboards. They were probably playing some pc game together. From another room, she could hear hushed whispers and low music, most likely 3racha working on some new music for the group. That left Lee Know and Hyunjin. No matter how much she tried to focus she could not hear any of them, she wanted to speak with Hyunjin as she had not had the chance to interact with him that much yet. So the bunny set off from the living room on a hunt for the tall dancer. 

First, the kitchen. He might be eating, or cooking… Does he cook? I don’t know, I’ll find out eventually. But the kitchen was empty, not a single sign anyone had been in there for a while.  Secondly, his bedroom. (Y/n) walked down the hall to the room with a handpainted picture of a small dog with the writing Kkami on it, she remembered that Hyujin said he once had a dog called Kkami. Wonder if he can teach me to paint this well? The hybrid carefully knocked upon the wooden door and waited to hear Hyunjin’s smooth velvet voice from inside but to her surprise no sound came from the room. (Y/n) was daring and for a second forgot about all the rules she had ever been taught in previous homes - they don’t deserve to be called that… With her sudden confidence, she gently opened the door to peek inside, unfortunately, she found no handsome long-haired dancer inside. The room was empty. (Y/n) let out a disappointed sigh. She gave up on finding him by herself so she closed the door and dragged herself to Bang Chan’s room in which she had spent the night and knocked upon the door.

3racha all raised their heads at the sound, none of the members would knock on the door even if the producing members were working so all three knew who was on the other side of the door. (Y/n). “Come in!” Hannie said, seconds later the door opened, and (Y/n) stepped inside. “Hey bunny, how are you feeling?” “I’m okay Changbin-oppa. I was very shaken up but I think I’m fine now. Does anyone know where Hyunjin is?” At her question, the three 3racha members all smiled. “Yeah, Jinnie is at the company with Minho for a dance meeting, a special choreo thing the two are doing. They should be back in about 30 minutes or so,” “Oh, okay. Thank you. What are you guys doing?” “We are working on a song. We got some inspiration at the mall so we got right to it after eating. Right, about eating. You hungry?” Jisung explained and then he remembered that (Y/n) had not eaten any lunch and dinner time would be in a few hours. “A little but I don’t think I can eat a whole meal. After something like that I often struggle with eating,” “Okay, want me to make a smoothie for you? With berries, of course,” “Yeah, I’d like that Binnie. I’ve never tried one but they sound and look delicious.” Changbin’s heart skipped a beat at the nickname that so easily fell from (Y/n)’s lips. Chan and Han also noticed the nickname and shared a happy look as they both thought that (Y/n) was becoming very comfortable with them quickly so which they were happy about. They all wanted her to like them and feel comfortable, they wanted to give her a home she’ll never have to leave. Because in this short time, they have all grown to really like the sweet hybrid and they would hate to see her leave. So would (Y/n), she doesn’t want to leave these guys. They are like heaven, like a warm coat on a cold day, they are home. 

Binnie left the room to quickly make some smoothies for the bunny, himself, and his producing mates. (Y/n), Chan and Han made some small talk about the coming days while he was gone. Because soon they would have to get back to work with performing, practicing, and all that. Chan wanted (Y/n) to be prepared for how it would work before they actually went anywhere. (Y/n) was a little confused, as she had never seen an idol’s life before she couldn’t imagine how it would be but she was willing to fight to be able to stay with her new family. At that thought, Changbin returned with a tray that had 4 glasses filled with a pink-ish sort of firm liquid within them that (Y/n) concluded looked absolutely delicious. “Here we go, a smoothie for hyung, a smoothie for the squirrel, one for the adorable bunny, and one for myself!” “Thank you!” Chan, Jisung, and (Y/n) all said in unison before taking a glass each and taking a sip. (Y/n)’s eyes become wider as she tasted what must have been a gift from god as she had never in her life tasted something so delicious, so good before. “Woah! This is amazing!” “Careful (Y/n). Don’t drink it too quickly because you’ll end up with a brain freeze and a stomach-ache,” Bang Chan said with a firm but caring tone, one she had heard before from a loving father to his children and she imagined that Chan probably acted as a father to the rest being the leader and everything. “Sorry,” “No don’t apologize, I just don’t want you to give yourself those problems,” And so (Y/n) stayed sitting close by as she listened to 3racha working on the song, slowly sipping on her smoothie, waiting for the tall and lean dancer.

~ To be continued ~ 

[blushyeleven]

would you be willing to write headcanons for tara from scream? or chanel from scream queens?💗

oh my god, yea ofc!! (Screaming bc I’ve never had requests for Tara before🥹)

𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒌𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

lee:

-she’s actually very ticklish, like especially around her sides.

-I also think she ticklish on her palms, so if your drawing on them she’ll try not to pull away and let out a few small giggles

-she was obsessed with the tickle monster growing up, like she never feared it

-she actually doesn’t mind being tickled, she views it as a fun thing she can do with friends

-she’s literally the biggest Lee when she’s in a bad mood, like she gets so grumpy and whiny

-although do not tickle her when she’s like.. angry.. it makes her more mad

-poor girl is to easy to pin because of how small she is, although don’t mention it to her (unless you want her to be moody.. or you could get absolutely wrecked.. depending on her mood)

-she as the most ADORABLE giggles but if your wrecking her she’ll silent laugh a lot with a few squeaks

-I think her worst spot is definitely her armpits or her ribs

-she squirms a lot, so she usually gets pinned

-if you poke her in the side she will full on squeal and then jump.. then either pole you back or just giggle and blush out of embarrassment from how much it tickled

-She can handle being teased unless its by Samantha (or you)

-although “how are you this ticklish?” MAKES HER FLUSTERED.. or anything to do with her being ticklish

-she prefers receiving and giving out playful/cheer up tickles.. but she will provoke you if she’s feeling annoying or she will give you our revenge tickles if she sees necessary

-as much of the Lee she is (and unless it’s against Samantha) she ALWAYS wins tickle fights

-she swears a lot while she’s being tickled 😭

-she isn’t air ticklish but loves giving out air tickled as teases or just wiggling her fingers to people and giggling as she watches them squirm away or try not to look and blush

ler:

-god she is the most playful ler

-she loves giving out verbal teases because she finds it funny how a couple of words can make somebody so flustered

-she will tickle you any chance she gets, wether that’s a few pokes, scribbling to your side for a few seconds or just straight up randomly tickling you

-She is so easy to provoke, she also catches on very quickly to what it is you want

-you could literally ask her for tickles and she’ll get so happy about it

-Her favourite way to pin somebody is by sitting on their waist, but she’ll only do this if your squirming time much

-She always starts laughing at her lees reaction, she finds it hilarious

-although she’s playful, don’t be fooled, she is merciless, she will only stop if she can see that your also no longer having fun or your like tearing up and gasping for air

-She doesn’t like overdoing it though, like I said she likes to keep it playful

-I need to emphasise how much she will tickle you whenever.. raise your arm?, your getting your armpit scribbled at, sitting side by side to her?, your getting your side poked, your facing away from her?, your still getting your sides poked, your laying on her lap?, your getting your stomach tickled, your laying with your feet next to her?, she’s gonna spider at your feet.

-if your hitting her hands or trying to grab ahold of them she will pin them above your head

-Tara has like a switch, and once she switches she is SO TEASY. Like everything she says just comes off as so flustering

- If your being grumpy, she will tickle you, it either be to try and cheer you up or “this is what you get for being a bitch” (obviously joking xoxo)

-like I said before, she’ll only give out revenge tickles if it’s something silly, like for example.. you took her hoodie? She’d tickle you (then let you keep it)

-as much as she loves being ready and playful, she also tickles people to comfort them, like if you woke up from a bad dream or had a bad day she’d probably cuddle you and give you like a few soft tickles to make you smile

-she definitely respects boundaries, like if you don’t think being tickled is fun, she won’t tickle you, or if your obviously not in the mood to be tickled she won’t

-she pulled this prank on sam once where sam was going throw a drive-through and Tara kept tickling/poking her sides whenever she was about to speak and sam was so annoyed in the moment but after they got their food she laughed it off

[pttwice]

hi!! could u write about the first time little!jihyo calls jeongyeon mama, and then them discussing it when jihyo is big again just so they’re on the same page abt it (even if jihyo is a little embarrassed by it)? thank you so much!! have a great day!!

hi anon! :)) absolutely! i hope you have a great day as well!

mama?

|| little!jihyo, cg!jeongyeon ||

It had been a long day for the girls and all they wanted to do was eat, shower, and go to bed. It had been an especially long day for Jihyo because she had been fighting regression through the entirety of the concert. The second she got backstage once they said their goodbyes to Once, Jihyo slipped.

Jeongyeon was the first to notice and quickly scooped the little into her arms. She let the rest of the girls know that she was going to head back to the hotel early even though they were supposed to do a live before they called it a night.

Thankfully, the girls were understanding and Jeongyeon was back at the hotel with Jihyo in record time. Jeongyeon tried her best to feed the little something that was at least semi-healthy.

It was hard to get the little to eat when she was exhausted, but Jeongyeon managed to get half a sandwich and some carrots into the little before they brushed their teeth together.

It had been a while since Jihyo had regressed, so Jeongyeon wanted to sleep in the little's hotel room for the night just in case she got scared or had an accident.

After a nice warm bath and a little bit of splashing in the bath, Jihyo was dressed in her jammies, a pull-up, and her favorite owl stuffy. "Do you want Hootie, sweet girl?" Jeongyeon handed Jihyo her stuffed owl and smiled when the little pulled it close to her chest.

Jeongyeon managed to get through the first few pages of Goodnight Moon when she felt Jihyo's breathing slow down. She set the book down carefully on the nightstand and adjusted them, so she spooned the little. Jeongyeon wrapped a protective arm around her waist and kissed the crown of her head. "Goodnight, Hyo. Sleep tight."

Just as Jeongyeon felt her eyelids close and sleep start to take over, she heard a quiet mumble from Jihyo. "Night night, mama."

//

Jeongyeon got a decent amount of sleep, but last night just before she went to sleep kept replaying in her head. She wanted to just say that what she heard was her imagination or she was dreaming, but she was sure that wasn't it. If she had been dreaming, then this wouldn't have been stuck in her head for the past hour she'd been awake.

When Jihyo woke up, she was a little confused. She looked around the room and was a bit startled at first to see Jeongyeon lying beside her. Once she had a few seconds to really wake up, she remembered that she had finally let herself regress after the concert.

Jihyo sat up in bed with a sheepish smile on her face as she fiddled with one of Hootie's wings. "Thank you for taking care of me last night. I'm sure you were tired as well."

Jeongyeon just smiled and shook her head. She sat up against the headboard and yawned. "It was no problem at all. I like taking care of you anyway. You're much cuter when you're regressed."

Jihyo let out a small chuckle and playfully rolled her eyes. She checked her phone and scrolled through the few missed messages that were all good nights from the girls.

"Hey, Ji?"

Jeongyeon's quiet voice drew Jihyo's attention away from her phone. She sat it down on her lap and looked over to Jeongyeon. "Yeah?"

"Do you remember saying anything last night before you went to sleep?" Jeongyeon awkwardly asked this as she scratched the nape of her neck.

For a minute, Jihyo looked up at the ceiling. The last thing she really remembered from last night was Jeongyeon reading her some of Goodnight Moon. "I remember you read to me, but I don't remember saying anything."

Jeongyeon gave Jihyo a small nod and ran her finger along the comforter before looking up at the girl. "So, you don't remember uhm... calling me 'mama’?"

Jihyo's face was as bright as a tomato when she heard Jeongyeon say 'mama'. She took a few seconds to try and remember anything more after the story, and there was a very faint memory of her saying that word.

"Oh my gosh, Jeong. I'm so sorry. I don't know why I said that. I didn't mean to-"

"No. It's okay. I wasn't uncomfortable. I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page about it." Jeongyeon shook her head and gave Jihyo a small, reassuring smile.

"Are you sure? I mean it's kind of embarrassing to call you 'mama'. You are older than me, but that doesn't really mean I can call you that."

Jeongyeon nodded again and laid her head back. "I actually don't mind it. I was a little unsure when I heard it last night, but I've had time to think about it since then. If you wanted to call me 'mama', and that was something that made you more comfortable, then it would be okay with me."

Although she wasn't expecting Jeongyeon to start yelling at her or call her a weirdo, she didn't expect the older girl to be so calm about being called 'mama'.

"I really don't know why I said it, but I guess it did feel kinda nice. It felt like you would be able to protect me." Jihyo shyly rubbed Hootie's wing with a small smile. "If you're really okay with it, then when I regress, I'd like to call you that."

"I've never been called 'mama' before, but if it helps you when you're regressed, then it's okay. I think it would make me feel better as well since I'd feel like I could take care of you better." Jeongyeon smiled and took Jihyo's hand in her own. She rubbed small, soothing circles into the back of the younger's hand with her thumb.

Thankfully, they had the day off before they had to do another concert. It gave them more than enough time to talk about the new dynamic and more than enough time to just relax and enjoy each other's company.

Jihyo was still a little embarrassed that she called Jeongyeon 'mama', but there was something in her that made her feel so safe around the older girl. She certainly had that motherly quality to her, and Jihyo wouldn't trade it for the world.