#fluff is all i know atm pls

[bloodhoundluke]

drunken smiles & fishnet stockings

pairing: luke hemmings x fem! reader

description: it's halloween and luke is hosting a party! luke and y/n know each other, but little do they know that this night would change something pivotal between the duo.

warnings: 🔞 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. sex talk, smut, protected p in v, alcohol consumption, cursing, fluff, an embarrassing amount of pet names. (i don't think there’s anything else??).

word count: 5,8k-ish. a/n: hey there friends! 🌟 i wanted to publish this fic before publishing requested & other fics, i'm working on all of them so pls be patient! and this is my first fic which contains smut so there's a huge chance this sucks (i'm actually nervous to release this pls help me i'm scared lol) 😬 also, i have a lot of deadlines atm so pls bare with me, i am working on the requests whenever i can. thank you for supporting my blog, i adore you all so much 🤍 happy late halloween to everyone who celebrated 🎃

dividers by @silkholland.

"Y/N!", you heard your best friend yell from the other side of your studio apartment. You had been getting ready for nearly two hours, and to one one’s surprise, you and your best friend were already late. Calum had been texting you for a while now, telling you two to hurry up. 

"What?"

"We are so late! We need to get going! Oh my god, this is so embarrassing", your best friend sighed and now stood next to you. You were still fixing your hair in front of a full body mirror.

"Okay okay, stop fussing. Do I look okay?", you asked them and placed the curling iron on top of your drawer, shutting it off. You reached for the hairspray sitting on the drawer, and looked over at your friend who looked absolutely stunning. 

"Yes, you look amazing Y/N. If I wasn't your friend I'd totally hook up with you", your friend cheered and nudged your shoulder gently. 

"Gosh, thanks. I'd totally hook up with you too", you giggled and took a glimpse of their police costume. You ruffled your hair slightly and placed some hairspray on your locks to hold them in place.

You locked your hands with your friend’s, and got into the cab that was waiting outside. 

You had been invited to your friend Luke's Halloween party. You had met him a few years prior through your mutual friend Calum, who was also his bandmate and one of his best friends. Calum and you had known for four years or so, and you considered him to be one of your closest friends. You considered yourself lucky to have a friend like him, since you could tell him anything and you knew he wouldn’t judge you.

You looked through the cab window with the city lights passing by. You wondered who’d be at the party. Luke must have sent invitations for hundreds of people, since he was a pretty popular guy. You found the guy and his shy-ish exterior rather charming, but only in a platonic way. Luke and you weren’t extremely close, but you exchanged text messages every now and then. 

You arrived at the party and looked at the sea of people, who were mingling with each other in their Halloween costumes. Luke’s house was decorated in decorative spider web, pumpkins, and some skeleton figures. Purple lightning illuminated the whole house. You liked the decorations, it wasn’t too much or too little.

You and your best friend decided to go and say hello to Calum and his group of people. Calum hugged you tightly and commented on how he hadn’t seen you in ages. His girlfriend, Brandy, did the same. They were wearing a matching set of vampire costumes. You were happy for Calum, he had finally found a girl who loved him just the way he was.

You walked over to Ashton, Michael, Crystal and Luke. Ashton was dressed in a cowboy costume, which made you smile a bit since he practically dressed like one in real life. He brought you into a bear hug and you couldn't help but smile. Ashton always made you feel so welcomed. Michael and Crystal goofed around in their Anime costumes. You catched up with them and then finally noticed something familiar about Luke’s costume. It was a Harry Potter costume.

No fucking way.

"Cool costume", Luke commented as he saw you eyeing his Gryffindor badge, and the lightning bolt on his forehead. His hair had grown out a bit, but it didn't look bad. Actually, it looked anything else than bad. That man could definitely pull off any hairstyle, you were sure of it.

"Thanks! You too. Suits you", you stated and straightened your own Gryffindor badge on your costume. Dressing as Ginny Weasley, or what you called it low-budget Ginny since you had no cape, was a decision you had made a few days ago. You were supposed to dress as a Pumpkin, but you managed to break the costume and didn’t have the time to fix it. So the second best option was Ginny.

You sighed and looked around the room, thinking of grabbing a drink.

“Oh my gosh! We need to take a picture of you two”, your best friend suddenly exclaimed and you giggled, nervousness plastered all across your face. You saw them giving you the look, and knew instantly what it meant. They believed in fate, what you on the other hand called nonsense. You were sure Luke and you dressing in similar costumes was some sort of sign of “fate” to your best friend. Luke and you could never happen. 

“Really?”, you giggled as you felt a knot in your stomach. Luke was sometimes difficult to read, and you weren’t entirely sure if he would conform to the idea.

“Yes!”, your best friend commented, and ‘totally’ and ‘absolutely’ from Michael, Crystal, Calum, Brandy and Ashton followed after. You and Luke both looked at each of them, then finally looked at each other. Your friends would never let it go, so you’d better just get it out of the way.

“Okay”, you accepted your defeat. “You okay with that?”, you confirmed Luke. “Yeah, sure, why not?”, he took a sip of his beer and placed the bottle on the counter, giving you a small smile. 

You, Luke and your best friend found a spot in Luke’s house and you settled in with Luke against the white wall, as your best friend was holding their phone towards you two. Luke placed his other hand on your lower back, and you placed yours on his stomach. 

“This okay?”, you looked up to him and shuffled a little closer to the man. You saw him eyeing your legs, which were covered in fishnet stockings. His oceanic blue eyes met yours, and you did your best not to drown in them. You hadn’t even chugged down one drink, and you were already a fool for some man. And worst of all, it was your friend. You blamed this growing lust for him on the Halloween spirit. Surely someone had once said that Halloween brings out feelings you don’t usually feel.

“Uh..yeah, sure”, he cleared his throat and chuckled. “You ready?”, he offered you a little smile.

“S-sure”, you returned the smile and you both stared directly at the camera.

“And say….cheese!”, your best friend cheered.

You took an awkward glimpse in Luke’s direction and both of you bursted out laughing. The photos shown afterwards were pretty cute, you had to admit that. And Luke’s hand on your lower back left you yearning for more of his touch.

Damn, you really needed a drink. And to forget Luke fucking Hemmings' hands.

—❦

After taking the picture of you and Luke, you had been mingling with people, eating, and drinking a few tequila sunrises. You had just settled into Luke’s living room to play Spin the Bottle, the classic party game. The group playing consisted of you, your best friend, Luke, Ashton, Calum, Brandy, Michael and Crystal. To be honest you were zoned most of the time, since you found the game a bit ridiculous.

Then you heard your name as the bottle pointed towards you. In your alcohol-infused state, you picked a dare.

“I dare you to kiss the most attractive person in the room”, Ashton dared. You heard a few encouraging comments coming from your friends, and Brandy gave you a wide grin.  “Ash? Really?”, you squeaked, and gave him a deadly glare. “Well, didn’t you pick a dare, pumpkin?”, he asked and chuckled. Suddenly the rush of confidence you had seemed to fade out, and you mentally cursed the drummer.

“Okay”, you sighed, and looked across the room. The choice was obvious, but you didn’t want to give it away. So you pretended to consider your options for a while.

You got up from the floor, and got on your knees in front of Luke. You caught him looking at you, and he looked away. But then you leant to kiss him, and he kissed you back. The tingling feeling of him kissing you back flustered you. You shouldn’t like the feeling of his lips pressed against yours this much, but you did. His lips brushed over yours delicately, and your heart was pumping. It made no sense, but you loved every second of it. His beard stubble tickled you, but you didn't care. Not everyday you got the chance to kiss Luke fucking Hemmings, who was practically the hottest guy you had ever seen.

You backed away from the kiss first, then did Luke. 

 “Cool”, he let out a nervous chuckle and you did the same. Cool…really? You didn’t know if you should have been offended or relieved that the awkwardness of it was finally over.

“That was hot”, your best friend whispered into your ear as you went back to your place on the floor. “He’s hot”, you whispered back. The taste of pure tequila lingered on your lips.

“And Ashton’s so hot too”, they whispered. “Go get him, Y/B/F/N”, you advised, and winked at them.

The game continued and the next rounds were spent by hearing how Ashton’s favorite sex position was Basset Hound Doggy and Brandy’s biggest turn off in a relationship was controlling behavior. You also saw your best friend give a lap dance to the person who they fancied the most in the room, Ashton. They both seemed to enjoy it. Michael and Crystal had also shared a steamy make out session, to which you all cheered.

It was Luke’s turn next.

“Hmmm…okay. What is your biggest turn on?” Michael asked Luke and took a sip of his Corona, placing the bottle on the floor afterwards. Luke’s answer interested you, you had to admit. 

“Ohh…got many. But neck kisses are a big one”, Luke slyly answered and gulped down his tequila. “Ohhh, that’s a good one”, Ashton agreed and you saw him looking in your best friend’s direction. You rolled your eyes slightly, and giggled to yourself. They would totally share the bed tonight. 

Luke spun the bottle, which landed on Calum. He chose the truth. Luke didn’t come up with anything, so your best friend chose the question instead. 

“Which two people in this group should hook up?”, your best friend asked Calum.

Oh my god, were they serious? You totally knew where they were getting at. But hopefully Calum didn’t understand that, or anyone else for that matter. You were safe, Calum would definitely pick Michael and Crystal. Or Ashton and your best friend. 

“Well, the obvious choice would be Brandy and me. Or Michael and Crystal, but…I feel I want to stir the pot, I guess.. So… I think Luke and Y/N… I mean we saw the kiss Luke and Y/N had earlier”, Calum smirked devilishly at Luke, and then at you. The group around you chuckled, and seemed to agree with Calum as they were nodding their heads. But not you nor Luke. 

“Okayyyy, so maybe Cal should stop drinking for tonight”, you chuckled, and Calum gave you a humorous smile, which screamed a polite fuck you, in return. You saw Luke looking down at his drink on the floor with a drunken smile on his face. He fiddled with his rings on his left hand. He looked up and directly at you, boring his eyes into yours for a milli-second. You wondered what was going through his head, since yours was filled with so many questions. 

Why didn’t he say anything? Why was he so quiet? Did he find your kiss icky? Did he find you… repulsive? Why was he acting so strange? 

—❦

The party was over and people had left Luke’s apartment, which was now littered with red cups, beer bottles and pizza boxes. You had been settling into a spare bedroom in Luke’s house. Ashton, Calum, Brandy, Michael, Crystal and your best friend were staying over as well. 

You drank water alone in Luke’s kitchen, since everyone had already gone to sleep. The now quiet atmosphere made you feel at peace, and you smiled to yourself.

You enjoyed the brief moment of silence until a head of blonde messy curls appeared from the doorway.

Luke walked into the kitchen and gave you a tired little smile. He opened the refrigerator door and took a large water bottle, pouring it into a glass he retrieved from the cabinet. He placed the bottle back to the refrigerator and closed the refrigerator door as you were still drinking your own water.

You noticed how he had gotten rid of the jacket and the tie, leaving him with a slightly unbuttoned white collar shirt and dark gray pants. He had also wiped the lightning bolt off his forehead.

Standing here with Luke, in this terrifyingly awkward yet weirdly comforting silence, made you question your lust towards the man. Maybe it was just the alcohol running through your veins. That might just be the only logical explanation.

“Let me guess, you don’t want to get a hangover?”, you chose to break the silence.

“Hell no”, he sipped water, “did you have fun tonight?”. The blonde locked his eyes with yours and you looked away, your eyes now fixating on your ring-covered fingers.

You cleared your throat, and answered, “Yep, had a blast. And you?”. 

“Yeah”, he smiled and you went closer to him, as you were about to place the cup in the sink. Your hands brushed against his as he was just about to do the same. You both placed your cups in the sink, and your eyes met his. You both stood in your places quietly, and for some weird reason, you couldn't help but look at his parted lips. And you noticed him doing the same, then his eyes studying yours.

Your heart started to race a million miles an hour. You weren’t nervous around the people you fancied, but Luke was a different story. He was the epitome of gorgeous, so you couldn’t really blame yourself, could you?

He turned his body towards yours, and you took a step closer to him. You didn’t know what you were doing. Hell, you didn’t know what he was doing either.

Luke let out a low chuckle and you couldn’t help but bite your lower lip. 

Yes, even a fool could tell you wanted to kiss him. But you weren’t sure if you should. And you weren’t sure if the man in front of you noticed that too. 

Thankfully Luke had noticed your indecisiveness as he leant in for a kiss. You had imagined this after the kiss during the game, but now that it was actually happening, you couldn’t believe it. This was rougher than the last time. More passionate. More demanding. He moved even closer to you, placing his hands on the sides of your face. You felt his cold rings against your bare skin, but it didn’t matter. Not when he touched you like this, his thumbs brushing against your cheeks and his tongue battling for dominance over yours.

He backed away from you, licking his lips.

“Fuck… I shouldn’t have done that, I’m sorry”, he apologized and rested his body against the kitchen counter.

“What do you mean?”, you frowned your eyebrows. Was he being serious right now?

“It’d mess things up…if we go further. Shit, this on its own could make everything awkward...”

“What if…what if we just don’t think about the consequences? You want me, and I obviously want you”, you suggested. You didn’t want to think, not now. You didn’t want your growing lust for Luke to go to waste. It would be a shame if it did.

“Are you..sure?”, he scratched the back of his head.

“Yes”

“Okay”, he let out a low chuckle and took a step closer to you, studying your lips in the meantime. 

“Luke?”, you looked into his eyes as you spoke.

“Yeah?”, he bored his blue eyes into yours, and placed his hands on your waist, tugging you closer to him.

“Just fuckin’ kiss me already”

“Thought you’d never ask”, he whispered, his voice perfectly husky and seducing. His plump lips found their place on yours and you swore you had never kissed someone like him before. His lips moved swiftly, hungrily against yours.

You tugged his shirt, wanting to get rid of it as soon as possible. 

“Luke?”, you asked, out of breath.

“Yeah?”, he wiped his mouth with his hand, and you couldn’t help but stare at the man’s mouth. The mouth that you wanted to do incredible things to you.

“What are we doing?”.

“What do you want to do princess?”, his voice was heavy, and hoarse. And so god-damn sexy. He moved a few stray hairs out of your face.

“Fuck…”, you cursed.

“...me?”, Luke smirked.

You were totally gone off the rails, so whipped for him, there was no going back now.

“Actually, yeah”, you decided to toss logic aside, and once again, Luke placed his lips hungrily on yours. You kissed him back passionately and he grabbed your ass under your skirt. You wrapped your hands around his neck, and felt the need to do such things to Luke you could never say out loud. 

“Jump”, he groaned between the rough yet lustful kisses and you jumped into his lap. He grabbed you by your outer thighs and placed you on the counter. He left wet kisses on your neck, leaving you wondering why you hadn’t done this sooner with him. Maybe it was the fact you had known this man for years, and he had never shown you any sign of interest. But it didn’t matter now, he clearly wanted you.

“Is this okay?”, he reassured you.

“You’re perfect”, you sighed and stared at the beautiful man in front of you. Yes, you had always thought Luke was hot, but this was something else. You loved how soft and assertive he was at the same time. This was dangerous, anyone could see you two. But you liked it this way. You didn’t want to think, you just wanted him. You craved him. You needed him.

His lips found their way back to yours and you bit his lower lip by accident. You felt Luke giggling against your lips, and you couldn’t help but do the same. 

“Can I take this off?”, he asked between the kisses as he was holding the fabric on your shirt. “Please”. And he does, leaving your chest area covered by your black bra. You started to unbutton his shirt and when you were done, he threw the white collar shirt on the floor next to yours. 

Luke traveled kisses from the side of your face to your neck, then to your chest. “Fuck, you’re so hot”, he remarked and you chuckled slightly as a response. Luke kissed you, and you kissed him, sliding your tongue into his mouth. You made out for a while until he decided to move the strap of your bra over your shoulder. He placed a few kisses on your shoulder, and you didn’t understand how he did it all this, being this fucking good at everything, but you enjoyed the show. 

“Need to get my fishnets off”, you whimpered under his touch. 

He ripped open your fishnets using his hands, and you swore to yourself you hadn’t seen anything as hot as that. You lifted your body using your hands on the counter so he could take the remains of the stockings off. And when he was done, he nibbled your ear and his heavy breathing made you squirm. 

“Finger me?”, you asked as his lustful ocean eyes stared into yours. “It’d be my pleasure”, he smirked, pushing your lingerie to the side and pushing two fingers into you with the perfect amount of pressure.

“Fuck, you are so wet…so good, Y/N”, he remarked huskily and moved his fingers inside you in swift motion. You widened your legs so he’d get a better entrance. “Mmmmh”, you whimpered, your head tilted back and eyes closed. Luke trailed down kisses from your neck to your chest. You opened your eyes and his lips crashed into yours. 

“Need you to fuck me, Luke”, you whispered into his mouth. “Believe me, I will. Just wanna make you cum first”, he whispered and kissed you. And in under a minute, you were a whimpering mess under his touch, him giving you a smug look. You swore you just saw the stars, no one had ever known your body like him. And it didn’t make any sense, this was the first time being with him. But it didn’t have to make sense, you were now with him and god, he made you feel incredibly good. 

His fingers left your entrance and his lustful dark eyes met yours again. He brought his fingers into his mouth and sucked on them, still holding the eye contact.

”Baby, you taste so good... Fuckin’ incredible”, he mumbled.

”Fuck…”, you whimpered as you were still coming off your high and watching Luke taste you did not help to urge to feel him inside of you. Neither did the fact that you noticed his boner through his dark dress pants. What was this man doing to you?

“Wanna go to my bedroom?”, he suggested, and placed a strand of your hair behind your ear, giving you a small lingering kiss on your collarbone.

“Thought you’d never ask”.

You both grabbed your clothes from the floor and you went upstairs. In the upstairs hallway, Luke couldn’t resist but pin you against the wall, kissing your face like he had never kissed before. You grabbed his erected dick under his dress pants and stroked it slightly above the material, making Luke whimper. “Y/N…”, he started yet couldn’t finish the sentence.

“Mmmh? Tell me?”, you asked as you started to unbuckle his belt.

“Mmmmh, don’t tease me, Y/N”

“That’s bold of you since you started it...”, you pointed out.

“Mmmhhh…fuck, that’s true. Let’s go before I fuck you against this wall and everyone will hear it”, he gave you a quick peck on your lips, leaving you wanting for more. You didn't know Luke could be this smug, but it definitely turned you on.

Luke led you to his bedroom. You placed yourself on his California King, and looked around. You had never been in Luke’s bedroom. A few paintings hung on the dark -painted walls, a vintage record player rested on the dressing table and the TV across the bed covered most of the wall space.

Luke retrieved a condom from his wallet, which was resting on his night-stand and pulled down both his pants and boxers, revealing his hardened dick. In the meanwhile you got rid of your skirt, and underwear. He placed the condom on and you couldn't help but admire the sight in front of you. Luke tossed both his pants and boxers off to the floor. He placed his body on top of you, kissing you and making the kiss deeper as you slid your tongue into his mouth. Your tongues danced together and your anticipation for the following grew, even though you had gone through your high already. But maybe, just maybe, he could make you come twice. His lips parted from yours, and he looked into your eyes, his fingers traveling along your lips.

“You’re so damn beautiful”. 

“You’re fuckin’ beautiful too”, you answered, your need for him growing.

“You ready?”.  You nodded and he slipped into you slowly as you kissed his neck. You detached your lips from his neck and tugged his hair, your hands exploring the softness of his curls. A few moans escaped from both of your mouths. How could he make moaning sound so damn good? 

“Please keep on going”.

"Was planning on doing so, princess".

He thrusted into you, and your walls clenched against him. You saw him biting his lip, his eyes wide open, clearly enjoying the view of you. “Fuck, you are perfect. So tight around me.... So good”, he praised.

This would probably never happen again, so you decided to make the most of it.

You met his lips in a kiss and you slipped your tongue into his mouth, his own meeting with yours. His thrusts became quicker and you both moaned of pleasure. Your hands had moved to his upper back, your nails scratching the warm skin.

And when you both came undone, you cleaned yourselves up and laid in his bed. You both stared at the bedroom ceiling. Luke had asked you to stay, which had surprised you. 

“I held myself back when you kissed me in the game”, the blonde confessed. You looked at Luke, whose left arm was leaning against the back of his head. Only now you noticed his bird tattoo on his bicep. You couldn’t see it properly in the dim lightning, but you were guessing it was a hummingbird. To be honest, there probably were a lot of things you didn’t know about him.

“Did you?”, you asked in a rather suggestive voice, and turned your body towards him under the covers.

“Well, yeah, have you seen yourself? Fuckin’ beautiful. I wanted to rip those fishnets off you the moment I saw you in them”, he chuckled and his eyes met yours.

You couldn’t help but feel flustered. Luke Hemmings, of all the people in the world, thought you were…beautiful?

“In that case, I’m happy I decided to wear them”, you giggled.

“I can buy you a new pair of fishnets”, he offered.

“You really don’t need to do that”.

“If that gives me an excuse to see you, then I’d like to”, you saw an endearing smile appear on his face.

“What if you break them too?”, you chuckled, not that you wouldn’t mind him doing that.

“Then I’d have another excuse to see you again”, he reasoned, and shuffled closer to you. You didn’t know if it was still the alcohol clouding your judgement, but you liked him. Maybe a bit more than you wanted to. 

“Seems like you want it to be a pattern”, you suggested.

“Well, if it makes you scream like earlier…”, he smirked and took you in his arms, your face squished against his warm and toned chest. “Luke!”, you screamed into his chest.

“Hush hush now, everyone is asleep”, he kissed the top of your head, and chuckled.

“Sorry”, you giggled and wrapped your hand around his waist, snuggling closer to him. Your face rested against his chest, and he stroked your hair gently.

"Good night beautiful", he reached for your lips and planted a small kiss on them, then turning off the bedside lamp. "Good night, Luke".

—❦

“Quit starin’ at me princess”, Luke spoke with his eyes closed as you lied with him in his enormous California King bed. 

“I can’t, you’re way too pretty”, you played with his curls, both of your naked bodies under the same duvet.

You had been awake for a while now, mainly going over the memories of last night. Luke’s lips pressed against yours, his hands grabbing the sides of your body, him whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he was inside of you.  You had contemplated leaving Luke’s house, but you didn’t want to do it to Luke. And the change in Luke’s behavior towards you made you question his motives. He even let you sleep in his bed, and didn’t want you to leave to your room. Did he actually like your company? Or was he just lonely?

You removed your hand from his set of curls, and wondered what it must be like to be that beautiful. It was unfair how good-looking he was.

“Talk to me about pretty, huh?”, he opened up his eyes and scanned your face. “Hush”, you gave him a deadly glare and he grinned back at you.

“Tell me when did you get so freaking hot?”, you asked him.

“Haven’t I always been?”, he winked and readjusted the pillows on the bed, his face and body now towards yours. 

“Yeah, but I mean…like this hot. Ridiculously hot. So hot I want to jump into your lap”

“Now you’re just makin’ a fool out of me”

“Am not! I promise”, you exclaimed. “I swear when I saw you last night, something happened inside of me. This lust, I guess…I don’t know what the hell it was”

“Well, thank you. Good to hear I don’t look like an absolute knobhead”, he rolled his eyes, and letting out a chuckle.

“And he’s funny too”, you giggled.

“C’mere”, he motioned you into his embrace and you laid there for a moment in silence, taking in the moment. This silence felt comfortable in some odd way. His fingers brushed gently against yours, moving to cup your face, his mouth telling you compliments you never expected to come from his mouth. You’re gorgeous. Your eyes are pretty as hell. I like cuddling you. You smiled back at him, not really knowing what to answer.

“So this wasn’t a one time thing?”, you decided to break the newly founded silence.

“Nope. If that’s okay with you?”, Luke searched for your approval from your softened eyes, and you gave him that. “More than okay”, you smiled. You looked for something in his eyes. Maybe a hidden truth. You were his friend, but you didn’t know him truly. You did not really have an idea who he was deep in his core. But your instinct told you to find out.

"Good. Did you actually like my Halloween costume or were you just being polite?", Luke hummed, and placed his head into the crook of your neck.

"I thought you looked hot. And so dreamy... So yes Luke, I liked it", you beamed, and pecked his lips. "A lot", you added and caressed his pretty curly hair.

"You were a pretty dreamy Ginny yourself", he placed his mouth on your neck, sucking on the skin slightly, then placing a few sloppy kisses on your jawline. His breath started to become noticeably heavier, and you giggled, "Luke Hemmings, you are one hell of a guy".

After a while of lounging around with Luke, you both decided to do your morning rituals and throw some clothes on. Yeah, you might have hooked up with him again, only in the shower this time, and you felt as if you couldn't keep your hands off the blonde.

You and Luke had decided to go downstairs and cook something for breakfast, and now you waited for him to come out of the bathroom. Luke opened up the bathroom door attached to his bedroom, and you studied his features.

You couldn’t help but smile as he was humming some song you had never even heard of. He had a habit of doing that, making you smile. Or at least that was what he had been doing the past hours. And last night, obviously. He was dressed in a pair of gray sweatpants, which made you drool over him, and a black AC/DC t-shirt. He had also offered you an oversized band t-shirt to wear since your own shirt was a bit uncomfortable to wear. So now you were standing in front of Luke, wearing his oversized t-shirt and barely visible black skirt. You would have never guessed that something like this could actually happen.

“Ready?”, he asked, and you nodded. You were waiting for him to open the door, until he decided to turn around and he grabbed your face into his hands. He pressed a delicate and endearing kiss on your lips.

“Actually, now we’re ready”, he chuckled and finally opened the door. “You dork”, you giggled, the taste of his toothpaste lingering on your lips.

“No one should be up, it’s barely 9am”, Luke commented as you were walking down the stairs. “Yeah, there’s not a chance anyone’s up yet”, you agreed with him and you both walked into the kitchen, only to discover every single person that had stayed at Luke's sitting by the kitchen table. 

“Good morning, Luke and Y/N”, Crystal greeted you two, to which both you and Luke responded.

Luke offered you a glass of water with a side of lemon and ice, after he had convinced you of how the drink makes a great hangover cure. You and Luke found yourself seats by the kitchen table, next to each other since they were the only ones not taken.

"Luke? Y/N?" Ashton opened his mouth.

“We fuckin’ heard you last night”,  Ashton remarked as both you and Luke were caught up in your own worlds. And then you made sense of what Ashton had just said.

...Oh my god, had they really heard all…that? 

Your best friend was sitting next to Ashton, and they were giggling with Ashton’s arm resting behind their chair.

You hadn’t talked this through with Luke. Shit, shit, shit. You hadn’t really even thought about if anyone had heard you last night.

“Oh you are speechless now, is that it?” Ashton giggled, making your friend, Michael, Crystal, Calum and Brandy laugh too.

“We really hope you Luke cleaned up the kitchen afterwards”, Crystal commented. “Just saying”, she added and gave a quick peck to Michael. Michael chuckled, and took turns looking at you, and then Luke.

“I did, don’t you worry about it Crys”, Luke scratched the back of his head, obviously feeling awkward as hell. You cleared your throat, wishing to be anywhere else than being questioned about your little rendezvous with Luke last night.

“And you used a condom?” Ashton asked, making Luke groan. “Of course, you fuckin’ moron”.

“Okaaaay, should we change the subject? Us having sex isn’t the most exciting topic”, you chuckled nervously, avoiding eye contact with everyone. Even the handsome blonde beside you.

“It definitely did sound exciting last night…All the screams and objects fallin’ to the floor, all Y/N’s whimpers and Luke’s -”, Ashton remarked, but was soon interrupted by an annoyed Luke.

“Okay okay, we get it. We were a bit loud. But let’s move on, please”, Luke groaned. 

"I want to hear more details though... Were the kitchen and Luke's bedroom the only places you had sex in?", your best friend took apart in the conversation, grinning from ear to ear. Y/B/F/N had to be kidding. And were the walls of Luke's house made of paper? "Yes", you answered in turn, trying to sound as convincing as you could. They didn't need to know about the shower session an hour ago.

”It was no wonder you ended up sleeping together, I mean you were drooling over each other the whole night”, Michael continued, and chuckled.

”You’ve got to be fuckin’ kidding me right now”, Luke cursed, obviously wanting the conversation topic to change sooner than later.

“Calm down, Hemmings”, Calum chuckled, earning a side eye from you and a deadly glare from Luke. “Okay, okay, I won’t say anythin’ next time”, Calum put his hands up in defense and grinned awkwardly. 

You looked at Luke only to discover him looking at you, a small smile creeping upon his pretty pink lips. Next time.

a/n: hey please do share your thoughts on the gifs, did they disturb your reading experience? i’d love to know, ty! 🤍

© 2023 bloodhoundluke.

[jasminsstories]

How finals week with Zayne by your side would be…probably:

gn!reader x zayne / fluff; just for fun, don’t take this seriously pls

will try to support you as much as he can, since he knows best how hard studying is

“I told you to start earlier than to cram the material in the last minute. It won’t stick in your long-term memory this way” “Zayne, I don’t care if it sticks in my long-term memory as long as I pass this exam”

“Come here and eat this before continuing”

Basically drags you daily to the kitchen table where he prepared healthy meals

“But why do only I have carrots in my salad?” “Because you need Vitamin B to stay fit for your exams” “Just say you gave all of your carrots to me, because you don’t like them!”

“If you continue to drink so much coffee, I am afraid I will see you in the ER soon because of arrhythmia… and I don’t want that” “Zayne, you can’t just hide my coffee machine!!”

opens the windows regularly to help you concentrate and makes sure you stay hydrated

definitely will try to lure you out for walks to get some steps in

“Didn’t you say you wanted to see the sunset?” “I do, I really want… but I have to get this done today” “Let’s go, you need some Vitamin D” *suddenly lifts you up bridal style* “Hey, let me down!!” *acts like he doesn’t hear you*

the more time passes and the deeper the night gets with every passing minute, you can’t stop yawning and rubbing your heavy eyelids; still you try to focus them on your bright notebook screen

“Go to sleep. You have to get enough sleep to function tomorrow as well” “I can’t afford to sleep now. Sleep can wait, the deadline for my essay won’t”

tries to get you to bed through various methods

first tries to make it less obvious and wants to make you jealous through your plushies

“Then Mr. Snowman will have to cuddle with me today..” “Mhmmm”

But quickly realizes that it doesn’t work and you don’t react to it

for his second try he sneaks up to you from behind and puts his hands on your waist, pressing a lingering kiss on the shell of your ear, whispering a tempting “Come to bed with me”

you try to stay strong though and ignore his attempt with the last endurance you have

the next time he comes up to your desk for his third attempt, he finds you asleep already, your face planted on the surface of your desk

he can’t hold back a chuckle and a fond glow is in his orbs as he gazes at your face; just looks at you for some minutes

carefully picks you up and carries you to bed, trying his hardest not to wake you up; whispers a “Good night, my angel” and gives your forehead a small kiss

tucks you to bed and will lay down beside you to watch you sleep

when you wake up the next morning you begin to panic because you weren’t able to pull the all-nighter you desperately needed to finish on time

“Breathe, Love. Don’t worry. You can do it, I know it”

“I look kinda like a Panda now with my dark circles, don’t I?” “Yeah…kinda. Maybe more like a raccoon”

when you are finally done with all of your exams and your essays, he will pat your head and smile proudly; “Good job, I knew you can do it”

with a relieved sigh you press a loving kiss on his lips

and now you can finally get revenge for the times he teased you

just the brain rot i have in my finals week. i am quite literally losing my marbles right now, so i needed some zayne fluff. did i write this instead of studying…maybe. i need this man so bad. actually working on a smut atm but since its been so long since i wrote one, it’s hard for me to get into the flow right now.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Can you pls write something like Miguel accidentally really hurts reader so she’s in Hospital or smth and Miguel goes to visit and apologise but Hobie’s really protective and doesn’t want him to see her?? and Miguel’s her dad bc I love angst thanknyouuu <3

Accidents

Angst, fluff, Miguel gets no happy ending atm

He didn’t even realize he had done it.

“Miguel! Be more careful!” She said, looking at him and back to your unconscious body.

“I’m trying!” He said, holding the tentacle doc ock was throwing at him. He said, not looking back.

Jessica shook her head, and entered the portal quickly. She quickly ran to the infirmary, when Hobie spotted her. He looked in her arms and went over, confused on who it was at first.

It wasn’t until he stopped and realized it was you.

He looked at Jess, and he looked at you.

“What the fuck happened?” He said, alarmed.

“It doesn’t matter right now, what matters is that she’s bleeding out in my arms!” She said, and quickly put her on the stretcher, and they quickly rolled her away.

Jessica sighed as Hobie followed you in, the doctors didn’t care too much about him entering and focused on you.

They took off your clothes, and stopped the bleeding first. Then they put you in a hospital gown, and quickly pulled up some machines, checking what was wrong.

Hobie was at your side the whole time, holding your hand and looking at the doctors while doing so.

They did their thing with Hobie in there, and they said there was nothing much else they could do except wait. You were in stable condition luckily. The doctors left after a while.

“Fuck. Knew I shoulda been there, fuckin’..” he paced around the room. The door opened slowly, and Gwen had some flowers and a card in her hand. Pavitr had a sad look on his face.

“Hey… we heard what happened.. you alright in here? They wouldn’t let us in at first.” Gwen said.

Hobie snapped his head to Gwen and Pavitr.

“Where’s Miguel? He should be here-“

“You don’t know…?” Pavitr said.

“Know what..?” Hobie asked.

“He’s the one that did this, bro. We were shocked too. But we went to go get something from him and he was talking to Jessica and Peter B, and we overheard them. He was mad as hell.”

Hobies face dropped, and he was just mad at him now.

“What?” Hobie said angrily.

They both stayed silent and Hobie groaned in frustration. Your own dad did this, and you hadn’t even realized.

“Sorry, man.” Pavitr pat his shoulder and gave him a small hug.

“Swear to God, I’m gonna fucking kill Miguel-“ he was interrupted when someone entered the room.

Miguel.

“How’d this happen?” Hobie asked him immediately.

“It was an accident-“

“This ain’t no fuckin’ accident you can brush off, you coulda fuckin’-“

“But I didn’t. She’s alive. She’s my daughter, Hobie. Let me in-“ he tried pushing Hobie.

“Nah, man. Can’t let you do that.”

You started to wake up and Miguels eyes widened at that.

“Y/n… I didn’t mean to, Y/n!” He said and was being held back by his own doctors.

“Sir, you need to calm down, this is an infirmary-“

“I created this fucking place. I know that.” He spat at the doctor

“Just please… you can come in when your calm.”

“One person in here at a time please.” The doctor said when they entered the room, they all left Hobie and you.

He looked at you and you gave him a small smile.

“Hobie.”

“Yeah, It’s me. You alright?” He said, caressing your cheek.

“What happened?” You asked.

“Well.. you were on a mission, and you got hurt. Don’t know how but..” he lied. He shouldn’t say something that might mess up you and your dad’s relationship.

“Oh.”

“How are you feeling, Ms. O’Hara?” The doctor asked.

“I’m feeling… tired. Sore. It hurts.” You mumbled to her, looking at her.

“That’s expected. You took some heavy damage, we suggest that you don’t go on missions for a while. At least until you’re healed.”

You nodded and looked back at Hobie.

“Where’s my dad?”

“He’s outside.” The doctor said.

You sighed and looked at Hobie again.

“You okay?”

“I’m jus’ tired.. I missed you though.”

He laughed quietly “Well, don’t worry cause I’m not leaving your side anymore.”

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[velchronica]

first love forever! * miniseries

♬~*.°₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ itoshi rin—

content: hs 1st yr!rin, pre-bllk rin, fem!reader, popular!reader, class clown!reader, reader has backstory, strangers/classmates to lovers, typical high school shoujo manga-style romcom, horimiya-esque au, fluff, occasional tiny sprinkles of angst on rin’s side bc of sae, sfw

one! ♬~*.°₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ the springtime of my life began with you

after sae denounced their shared dream, itoshi rin starts highschool with a heavy heart and only one thing on his mind: how he plans on becoming the world’s best striker. he doesn’t anticipate how hard it is to get you out of sight or out of mind, or how much your smile heals the fresh wounds sae left behind.

two! ♬~*.°₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a summer haze, bound by the surprise of our glory days

it’s a blazing summer in kanagawa, and rin feels like he’s going to burn to death, either from the heat or the way you make his face go pink. itoshi rin’s first love is leaving him dizzy—he’s skydiving, plummeting, falling hopelessly in love with you—but that’s a secret, alright? it’s not like the entire school already knows.

three! ♬~*.°₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ every night that summer, just to seal my fate

rin wonders if he’ll regret inviting you to the summer festival—he has more pressing matters to be worrying about, after all. but seeing you there in your yukata as the fireworks go off, you’re just too pretty, and rin doesn’t expect the truth to roll off his tongue the way it does.

four! ♬~*.°₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place

now that you’re officially dating, rin has begun navigating the world of pda. however, the rest of school is completely unaware of your new relationship status, and is bewildered when the semester kicks off with itoshi rin kissing you in front of everyone at the end of a match.

+ extra! ♬~*.°₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ autumn air, jacket 'round my shoulders is yours

it’s school festival season, yay, and your class is all too happy to throw you and rin into the deep end: you’re the main leads in the upcoming class play. it’s silly, it’s sweet, and it’s the perfect way to hard launch your wonderful boyfriend to the rest of your family. cue shenanigans.

taglist! ˖♡ *. ࣪‧♫ ₊˚໒꒱⋆✩

@yoimyas @moeriluv @miiroki @etoiile

wip! * chapters will be released sporadically + content tags will be updated when each chapter is complete -> will take me forever atm bc of my irl obligations aka exam prep ꒰ ⸝⸝ ˊ͈ ^ ˋ͈ ⸝⸝꒱

winner of the itoshi rin longfic poll! * i was pleasantly by how close all the results were (they were all roughly in the 1/3 vote range), so i will probs end up working on the other two at later dates ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭

taglist open! * pls reblog with indication you’d liked to be tagged on upcoming chapters (i.e. ‘tag me!’) if ur interested ૮꒰ྀི⊃´ ꒳ `⊂ྀི꒱ა

© velchronica 2024

[bedoballoons]

just came here to say that I love the way you write lyney, that guy is fighting heizou for the 👑 of 'king of rizz' 🗿🌺 so pls, could you do a lyney x reader (He has a crush on the reader but still has to confess) where the reader has a friend who constantly flirts with them the same way lyney does, so when they meet each other it just turns into a rap battle between them of who has the best pick up lines, but the reader it's just so oblivious that doesn't understand what's going on 💀 idk it just came to my mind and I found it funny

the reader can be any gender and happy ending for poor boy lyney

SPOILER OF THE ARCHON QUEST 4.1!!!

after seeing all the stress he went through with Lynette and Freminet in the Fortress of Meropide and by the Wolverine man who's name i don't remember atm I just want something funny idk I was sad through all the quest by how bad things where going, especially for him. Give my man a break 🗿🌺

Thank you!! I have been waiting to write this cause it sounds so funny, love a good rizz battle!! I hope you enjoy and don't worry, I'll make sure Lyney gets a happy ending with the reader!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃

{༻~Rizz it up~༺}

CW: Gn reader who's a little dense, flirting battles, very slight jealousy on Lyneys part, confessions and fluff at the end! Lyney calls the reader mon amour!

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney winked at you, a small smirk playing on his lips as he held out a rainbow rose between his fingers, trying desperately to catch your attention, but...alas he wasn't the only one. On the other side of you was a friend of yours, gently taking your hand in his and spinning you away from the magician, while you looked at him like he might actually be crazy.

"What's...going on with you two?"

Lyney chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck after he shot a quick glare in your friends directions, "Nothing mon amour,... just having a little fun is all. I must say though, it's quite hard for me to concentrate with you around, your beauty is simply overwhelming my ability to pay attention to anything else. Tell me, how does someone come to look like a angel?~"

You raised a eyebrow at his question, not really knowing how to answer until you were pulled away from the conversation by your friend who softly touched your cheek, "Please magician boy, even angels can't compare to you, they'd weep in the mirrors if they even caught sight of your goregous smile~" You were only growing more confused with each sentence and the constant switching of who you were suddenly near was starting to make you dizzy, "Okay maybe we-"

"Oh mon amour, you're smile isn't the only goregous thing though. Personally your laugh is one of my favourite things about you, the sweet sound of it could cure a rainy day in seconds and your eyes, when I look into them I swear I can see the stars.~" Lyney interrupted you, sneaking his arm around your waist and dipping you almost to the ground, face mere inches away from yours, "L-Lyney?"

His heart skipped a beat when he realized the position he had gotten himself into, your perfect body in his arms and your lips so close to his he could almost feel them, if he didn't confess now he'd never find a more perfect moment again. "....may I kiss you?" The question caught you by surprise, your cheeks going red as you stared up at him, was that what this was all about? Had he planned it just so he could tell you his feelings?

In reality it wasn't planned in the slightest, but the thought of such a romantic gesture and the way butterflies gathered in your stomach from the way he was holding you, the answer was simply, "You may.." With your permission he closed the gap, giving you a loving kiss that pulled the two of you even closer together, both of you melting into it so naturally.

Meanwhile your friend had walked away, considered their job well done and silently wishing you two the best.

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◥(•̀￦•́)◤☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 ☾𖤓~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

[saiidahyunie]

keep your eyes and lend me your ears

yoo jeongyeon x reader ; fluff 

synopsis: love comes in many ways for a couple, even if that's a simple trip to the beach with jeongyeon.

wc: 4.4k

warnings: not proofread ; jeongyeon has a hearing disability

a/n: currently sick atm but i was able to pump this out for you guys to enjoy :) this also means i have works for all 9 members on my blog!

also i don't know how people with hearing impairments are so i don't want to offend anyone but pls let me know if i do

(the bold text is what said in sign language btw)

—

even though you had told jeongyeon over a thousand times that you were okay with going to the beach in the brisk cold of fall and you had been doing these small trips for like forever, she still had her doubts. 

standing by the door, coby’s leash in her hand as she adjusted her hat in the mirror. you shut the door to your bedroom and leaned against the wall in the hallway, admiring the cute scene happening in front of you. 

no matter where you and jeongyeon were going, she always managed to look beyond stunning, the way her outfits always matched the seasons, she also put in the effort to match at least one article of clothing with coby. this time, the hat she wore this time was in a light caramel color, just like the fur on coby.

it has been five years since you and jeongyeon started dating and ever since then, each passing day has always been the best. you and jeongyeon met at a party hosted by one of your friends in the summer, celebrating her graduation from her master’s program. from one corner of the room, you spotted her with a smile across her face and from that second you set eyes on her, you couldn’t stop staring.

—

“momo! who’s that girl standing there next to the dj?” you nudged the host of the party, one of your closest friends since middle school. momo swiveled her head around, raising a perked eyebrow at you. 

“there’s at least 20 people crowding the dj right now y/n, you gotta help me out here.” 

you closed your eyes in annoyance and pointed to the slightly taller girl with dark brown hair who was wrapped up in a conversation with one of momo’s coworkers. 

“the girl with the brown hair?” momo squinted to see who you were pointing at despite having 20/20 vision. you shook your head again, knowing that she was messing with you. 

“no the guy with the black cap. yes! the girl with the dark brown hair. what’s her name? you ask, draping your arm around momo’s shoulder and leaning against her, eyes still fixated on the beautiful brunette. 

“oh why didn’t you say anything?” momo laugs as she brushes your arm off, slapping your arm playfully. “that’s yoo jeongyeon. she’s one of the new assistant professors in the marine biology department.” 

you nodded with your mouth open, impressed by her occupation at momo’s university and her striking side profile. momo dashed her eyes at you, spinning around to face you with a pouty look on her face.

“why do you want to know? you like her don’t ya?” you tried to hide the glaringly obvious, but the blush petering through your face and up to your cheeks sold the whole act. “oh you totally have something going on for her! what’s with you huh?! you haven’t even talked to her and you’re red as a pepper. i can introduce you two if you want.” 

before you could go against momo’s plan of action, she was already calling jeongyeon over, waving her hands to draw more attention to herself and you, the red pepper. the attempts to stop momo as she frantically waves her arms up in the air, not wanting to attract more people’s attention in the party and your growing embarrassment. 

jeongyeon notices momo and excused herself from the conversation, weaving her way through the small sea of groups surrounding the kitchen. she slowly made her way toward the two of you and you felt your heart racing instantaneously. in a matter of a few moments, you were a few feet away from one of the most drop dead beautiful people you had laid your eyes on in your life. 

“hey momoring! what’s up?” just from speaking four words, you could immediately tell that jeongyeon was one of the brightest people in the world. her smile never faded even through her brief and funny exchange with momo. you hadn’t bothered introducing yourself to her yet, content with the interaction that was happening in front of you and even if you did try to say something, it wouldn’t be ineligible to understand at all. 

“oh by the way this is y/n! she hasn’t met you yet and spotted you when you were talking to sunoo. i thought that the two of you could get along well.” momo stepped to your right side, elbowing you after three seconds of silence. 

“i-i’m y/n!” you smiled as you internally broke down. momo only said your name and that was all that you could say to jeongyeon? real smooth of you.

jeongyeon lightly laughed as she put her hand out for you, shaking it as she brushed some of her hair behind her ear, revealing a bright pink hearing aid. this caught your attention as you flashed a glance at it. “it’s nice to meet you. momo told me a little bit about you so it’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” 

you groaned out slightly as you rolled your eyes. you look to the side only to see that momo had disappeared from your line of sight, giving a thumbs up to you before momo turned back around to continue her conversation with one of your friends. 

“well i hope it was good things, but knowing momo i’m pretty she’s told you everything about me. good and bad.” 

—

fall and winter were two of your favorite seasons in the year and even though you had a slight distaste for the cold. the favoritism of these colder months may or may not have happened if it weren’t for jeongyeon wearing the cutest and coziest outfits, but you didn’t bother wondering anyway.

arriving at the beach, you parked your car in the empty lot. since it was fall, the beach wasn’t the ideal place to be. you didn't mind however in fact, you kind of enjoyed it. sure going into the water would increase the odds of getting sick, but it was just you and jeongyeon with the whole beach to yourselves and so many options for parking areas. 

you got out of the car and opened the trunk, fishing coby’s leash, your german shepherd, before he jumped out and sprinted towards the water. that was the only problem bringing him to the beach during the cold months. jeongyeon said that coby was half fish and half dog with the way he loved being around water. 

the slight breeze reeling in along with the warm radiance of the sun made it feel even colder than it actually was but as long as you had jeongyeon and coby with you, the conseration was easy to do between you and her. even after first meeting at the party, it was so easy to talk about everything with her.

—

for your third date, you and jeongyeon decided on doing a mini golf course that was disney themed. after the first two dates prior, it made sense why she chose this to be the third date. she was the embodiment of fun times mixed with competitiveness. ambitious and driven were the best two words to describe her. 

“i’ve hit the freaking dwarves mine cart four times already! it’s almost like they don’t want you to make this hole!” you exclaimed as you threw your hand that wasn’t holding the golf club in the air, waving it in frustration at how bad you were at mini golf. 

jeongyeon on the other hand was laughing at your antic. unlike you, she was playing a near perfect game, almost 17-18 holes made and she even managed to get a hole in one 6 times. “maybe your form’s wonky.” 

“oh you think? maybe you should teach me miss mini golf pro.” you chuckled as you held out your hand, motioning toward the course for her to demonstrate the right way of playing for you. what you were expecting was for her to use her own club and ball for the lesson, but instead she went up behind you using your club and ball, feeling your heart speed up and hands get increasingly moist than they already were. 

“what i want you to do is just bend your elbows and back a little, let your knees drop, and just lightly tap the ball. we’re not in the driving range y/n so don’t try to chuck the ball a hundred miles an hour.” jeongyeon giggled as she swung your club with you, her hands holding onto yours. even though she could see a little bit over you, you made it into the hole, passing the stupid mine cart. 

“7 tries! what now!?” you smiled victoriously as jeongyeon shook her head with a soft smile as she gave you a high five. she set her ball down at the final hole and brushed her hair behind her ear again. this time you were perplexed when you eyed the light blue hearing aid compared to the pink hearing aid you saw a few instances before. your gaze lingered a little long and saw that jeongyeon got another hole in one. 

“how’d you do that?” you ask, setting your ball down as jeongyeon pumps her fist in the air, doing a small celebratory dance. you lined up the ball and swung without a second thought. took three strokes, but better than the high numbers you’ve been putting up all game. 

once the game was finished, you offered to buy her some ice cream. while you were ordering, jeongyeon decided to go with butter pecan while you stuck with a simple rocky road. 

it was another easy conversation with her, talking about your respective jobs, brushing her ear again noticing the light blue hearing aid again. jeongyeon notices you staring again and you put your hand up to apologize. “sorry, i noticed you had hearing aids when we first met, but i didn’t want to come off as rude about them so i didn’t say anything. i’m sorry again.” you looked down with guilt as your ice cream slowly melted toward one side. 

jeongyeon let out a small laugh and smiled at your rambling apology, shaking her head as she took one of her hearing aids out, holding on the flat palm of her hand to show you. “it’s okay. thank you, actually. usually it’s the first thing that people notice about me, so i’m actually surprised that you waited this long to ask me about it.” jeongyeon moves her hand closer to you on the table, encouraging you to have a better look. 

“i’ve used hearing aids for pretty much my entire life. i was swimming with my family one vacation and i got water in my ears. they started hurting not long after so when we got it checked we found out to be a double ear infection. it was preventable but it was already too late so most of my hearing was already gone.” 

jeongyeon still flashed a small smile on her face as she told her story. it broke your heart to hear, but the way that she kept her gaze on you and the strength in her voice said more than enough of her accepting it. 

you didn’t even notice the sympathetic look that was on your face as you handed jeongyeon her hearing aid back, putting it back in her ear as she grabbed your hand that was now soaked in ice cream.

“y/n it’s okay. i’ve been fine about this for a very long time. it was hard at first but the fact that i’ve been able to deal with it this long shouldn’t worry you.” 

you nodded, understandingly as you let your fingers intertwine with hers. it felt natural at this point even though you hadn’t known sana for that long as she continued to answer your questions with that peaked smile across her face, making you fall for her more and more. 

“so why marine biology? if you don’t mind me asking of course.” 

“it did suck when i couldn’t be near a body of water that wasn’t the shower or bathtub, but i just couldn’t stay away. i always loved being near the sea on the beach. i didn’t want my accident to be the only reason holding me back from something that i loved.” 

as more questions were being answered, you had more ice cream on your hand that you actually had eaten. invested by everything that jeongyeon was telling you about, you could care less about the melting dessert. 

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the jacket you were wearing before leaving your apartment had already been discarded on the sand as you chased coby around on the beach. if there was one thing that he loved more than the water, it was his tennis ball. you had about seven balls lying around the apartment and coby loved every single one of them. this ball in particular was meant for the beach, soaked with sand and salt water. 

in your gassed state, you crawled your way to jeongyeon, exhausted. you had been chasing coby playing fetch for a little over forty-five minutes and all you wanted to do was stop running around to get your jacket that was on the sand. clipping coby’s leash back onto his collar before plopping over on the towel beside your girlfriend, coby obviously tired as he continued to chew on the ball while laying on the sand.

“not as youthful as you were five years ago huh?” jeongyeon teased as she poked your cheek. 

“i’ve never been better even before that.” you smiled as you kissed her cheek, resting your head on her shoulder. although it was a lie since you were heaving like you were in a track race just now, jeongyeon was okay with playing along.

you check your watch to see that it was already 7:56 by the time you adjusted your spot. you took in the view of the waves slowly creeping their way to the shore for last twenty minutes or so. times like these that made you feel extra thankful that you have someone like jeongyeon in your life. 

“i think coby wants to have another go.” she says as she took her coat off, already preparing to get sweaty. she bent over to give you a quick peck before taking one of her hearing aids out. “is it okay if i leave these with you for a bit?”

you simply smiled at her and took her hand, pulling her a little closer to you. crouching down as you place your hands on her cheeks, thumb grazing her face as she lightly blushes at you. 

“of course baby. i love you. i’ll be here if you need anything, so don’t worry.” 

you signed this as best as you could as jeongyeon leaned in, placing another soft kiss on your lips, smiling at the taste of strawberry flavored chapstick she put on before pulling back. 

she loved the effort that you put in to sign with her as she handed her hearing aids before unclipping coby’s leash, grabbing the soggy ball from him and throwing it down the beach, running just in front of him to get the ball first. 

you watched jeongyeon and coby for a while, the two loves of your life running up and down the beach. jeongyeon’s laugh was like a heavenly chorus and seeing her smile made you do the same. looking down at her hearing aids, noticing that she went with the light blue ones for today. you scrunch your face at the thought of the first time that she took them out around you. something that she trusted you fully now, but it wasn’t always like this back then.

—

it was late and you were tired, laying on the couch just on your phone, scrolling through tiktok to keep yourself busy until you could go over to jeongyeon’s place. 

“another hour until she gets out of work huh.” you sighed out and sat up on the couch, looking around to see if there was anything out of the ordinary for you to fix. 

as you scanned the different decor in the living room, you noticed the odd stack of books on your chair adjacent to you, an indication of the amount of time you loved reading as a pastime. grabbing one of the books from the top of the pile and flipping through the pages to quickly skim through. 

it was only three books that you looked at quickly and you heard the phone ring on the table. tossing the book back onto the chair as you answered the phone, a dumb smile on your face.

“hi babe! you got out early?” 

“c-can you come over now?” jeongyeon answered with a stricken voice. she had been crying obviously and you knew that something was wrong. without a second thought, you grabbed your jacket and keys, flashing by the door and walking to the car. 

“okay okay, give me a few minutes. i’m on my way. stay on the phone with me until i get to you.” you said to your girlfriend as you got in the car. the worry was already there as it is, even if there were few words said between you and her, it was a bit reassuring to hear your voice over the phone. 

it was a tried and true routine when you got to jeongyeons house. running up the stairs and didn’t even think of knocking the door. you just hung up the phone as you pushed the door open, eyes locking onto jeongyeon as she was huddled up on the ground, knees to her chest and head facing down. 

“oh no.” you say, feeling your heart shatter at the image your eyes were receiving as you rushed to her side, wrapping your arms around her, gently pulling her onto the couch with you. her face was on the little opening of your neck as she cried a little more, stroking her hair and rubbing her shoulder to calm her down a bit. 

it didn’t happen that jeongyeon was in the state crying but when she was, it just hurt a tad bit more. jeongyeon didn’t want to be that person to let her emotions leak through but seeing her sad and hopeless rather than smiling with a quick remark on her sleeve, it was still difficult to process. took quite a bit for her to calm down but she finally managed to slow her breathing as she looked up at you with teary eyes, red from the amount of crying she just did. 

“what happened baby?” you asked as you wiped the tears that were stained on jeongyeon’s cheeks, kissing her a few times as she rummaged up her words. 

“i-i was walking back to the car after i got off and a group of people was running behind me. i didn’t see them and i got tripped by one of them. they a-apologized but one of my hearing aids got knocked out from my ear and when i put it back it was all m-messed up and it hurt my e-ears. i was just overwhelmed and driving home a-and-” 

you interrupt jeongyeon as you pull her closer, kissing her forehead, rubbing the back of her head to comfort her. this was a lot for her and you didn’t want her to bear herself too much. 

“it’s okay, don’t say anymore. can i see the hearing aid that got knocked out from you?” you looked as she shook her head, trying to reach to her ear before she immediately doubled back tucking her face back into your chest. it was startling for her to act like this but you hugged her again, apologizing. 

come to think of it, you had never seen jeongyeon without her hearing aids. even when sleeping and you stayed over, they stayed on. 

“hey hey it’s okay. i don’t want to hurt you, i just don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” you said, reaching out again but this caused jeongyeon to bury herself deeper into you, feeling her shake in your arms uncontrollably. 

a hour passed and jeongyeon finally calmed herself down. you and her made your way to the kitchen sharing a cup of tea. she still looked a little out of it but it was better than how she was on the couch when you came in. 

jeongyeon kept her eyes on the cup and exhaled shakily. looking up from your phone, flipping it over and pushing it to the side, placing your hand with hers on the cup.

“everything okay? you seemed really scared when i tried to take your hearing aids out.” 

jeongyeon nodded slowly as she looked into your eyes. a blank expression she had that you didn’t enjoy seeing, but something you were willing to handle as she squeezed your hand, brushing her fingertips over your knuckles. 

“back in high school, i had a similar pair of blue hearing aids. i was happy with the color but there was some girls in my class that thought otherwise. i was reading one day and one of them took it out of my ears before throwing it on the ground. that pair broke and i spent the rest of that day not being able to hear. i cried when i got home and all my parents could do was just give me an old pair until we were able to buy brand new ones.” 

you sensed the anger boiling in your stomach. amazed at the fact that there were people who found it funny to do something like that. 

“the next day with the old hearing aids, the same thing happened again. my new ones hadn’t come in yet so i had to spend the rest of that week sitting in the front of the class. i was able to sign normally but i couldn’t hear anything. it felt like everyone was watching me and laughing because i wasn’t able to hear. ever since then i’ve been the only one who takes my hearing aids out and i try to keep them on whenever i’m around people. i know that you’d never be the kind of person to say anything mean or hurt me but…that feeling just stayed with me.” 

you sighed out as you walked over to jeongyeon’s side and wrapped her in a hug. you were glad that she was comfortable to the point where she could tell you things like this. it showed that she trusted you and that’s all that mattered. you pulled away form the hug and slowly put your hand out, brushing her hair behind her ear. 

jeongyeon’s breath hitched at the contact of your hand to her ear, eyes on your hand as you stopped yourself for a second. 

“i don’t have to do this, but if you want me to, i can take these out. i know the broken one is making you uncomfortable here so i just want to help. you know that i would never hurt you. 

you stared into jeongyeon eyes, trying to convey that she could trust you with something that’s important than this. she pondered for a few seconds in silence before slowly nodding her head, closing her eyes as she gently grabbed your hands, guiding them to her ears. your hands were shaking for a few seconds as you tried to ignore the pounding of your heart within you. 

without messing anything up, you took the hearing aids out with ease, letting a soft sound of your breath out your mouth as you set them on the counter. jeongyeon opened her eyes again, now unable to hear as she gave you a small smile, tears welling up again from the corners of her eyes. she let out a long breath, one that sounded like she’s been holding back for years and kissed your cheek. 

she breaks the hug after a few seconds before signing ‘i love you’ as you pull her closer to you once again, deepening the love and trust you had for each other even more now. 

—

“it’s getting late, no?” you signed to jeongyeon as she came back to you after running for twenty minutes with coby.

“i know but five more minutes please?” 

you smiled at her plea as you checked the time to see that it was almost 9:30. the beach would close at ten so you found it to be okay to stay just a little longer as you slid your phone back in your pocket, grabbing the hearing aids set next to you, putting them in your hand and offering it to jeongyeon. 

“do you want these back? you don’t have to though i’ll just keep holding onto them.” 

jeongyeon thinks for a second before shaking her head at your offer, curling your hand up in a loose fist, protecting her hearing aids until she decides when to put them back on. you didn’t understand how she truly felt, but you did know why she wanted to not have them on from time to time. it was nice to not hear and just be present in the moment. 

not long after, jeongyeon brings coby back, simply nodding as that was her cue to start cleaning your little spot on the beach up to head back home. before you started cleaning up however, you handed the hearing aids back to jeongyeon as she put them back on. you didn’t want jeongyeon to do the work so she just kept coby occupied while she watched you put everything back seamlessly before heading back to the car. 

coby hopped back into the backseat of the car as you catch jeongyeon taking a picture of the moon before looking through her photos of the sunset she also took earlier. 

“that is a nice sunset picture.” you say over her shoulder as she turns around, wrapping her arms around your neck, inching her face closer to yours. 

“thank you for coming with me y/n.” jeongyeon says to you as you tried not to let the giddiness come out on your face. 

you leaned in for a kiss. the kind that you and her won’t stop sharing for many years to come. it carried so much intimacy almost like the end of a coming of age movie, it wasn’t corny but in that moment with her lips on yours, it just felt right. 

another few gentle kisses were shared as you pull your head back from hers, eyes drinking in every single little detail that was on her face before signing with just one hand, 

“i love you.” 

[bussyslayer333]

in response to this post, “confessing when the other one is sleeping” with rhett abbott

yep i’m back at it being an insufferable rhett girly on main again 😌

we are the insufferable rhett girlies !! HE IS THE ONLY MAN 🫶

send me a prompt!

pairing: rhett abbott x reader

word count: 0.4k

warnings: none! tooth rotting fluff

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Rhett didn’t do girlfriends, in fact most of the time he didn’t do sleeping over at one night stands. But for some reason you were different, he was consistently looking for reasons to keep you around. He thought hard about this whilst watching your sleeping form move slowly up and down whilst nuzzled into his chest.

Rhett wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed but even he knew you weren’t supposed to feel this way about a supposed “friend with benefits”. The way his heart beat quickened whenever he made eye contact with you, or the way he smiled whenever you did too. He tried to match his breaths with yours, not wanting to disrupt your sleep. His fingers slipped their way into your mussed hair, twirling a finger around and making a small curl.

You can hear Rhett’s heart beating steadily from where you’re pretending to sleep on his chest, it’s comfortable. In the other ear you can hear him humming a song. Something kind of sappy that you wouldn’t expect from him at first glance but now you know him it seems more fitting than ever, he stops humming for a second and your ears prick up to listen to his hushed whispers.

“Darlin’ I, I think I’m in love with you.”

He says it so quietly you’re pretty sure you could have mistaken him, but the way he presses a soft kiss to your temple afterwards says otherwise. He continues to hum when you finally recognise the tune, it was the song playing on the radio when he picked you up earlier in the evening. The one you told him you loved.

Trying to hide a face-splitting grin whilst pretending to be asleep proves much too difficult for you, you roll convincingly a few times then pretend to rouse from your ‘sleep’. Rhett seems convinced enough and allows you to move so your sat between his legs, back of your head resting against the front of his chest.

“Couldn’t sleep?” He questions, lips against your hair.

You nod, reaching for his hand resting on his thigh. You pick it up and inspect it, finger running along the calluses and lines that make up the man behind you. He hums contentedly at you soft touch and intertwines your fingers. You sit in comfortable silence for a few moments before you turn around in his lap and press a fleeting kiss against his lips.

When you pull back he’s looking at you with so much adoration it hurts, you lean back in and breathe against his lips,

“I think I’m in love with you too, Rhett.”

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a/n: i’m sorry for my lack of writing 😭😭 i’ve been so busy w school atm but christmas break tmrw so i can write again!!!

i hope u guys can take this as a peace offering heheh

pls feel free to send me requests and prompts and ideas bc i love reading all my asks & try my hardest to reply to them all <333

ANYWAYS

ty for reading this little molecule

-honey <333

[sleepythemvp]

Hi! Can you please do a headcanon on obey me the 7 brother with mc who has the same personality as onion cookie from cookie run pls. Like, shy, timid, crybaby and afraid of demons because of her nightmares. Always carry her plushie with her as a company.

<Well, i will give you my best try- since my grammar sometimes kinda mess up-

What if MC have the same personality as Onion Cookies?

Warning: Fluff, OOC, Crying and screaming! Yea bad grammar

OBEY ME!

Lucifer

Damn.

Yeaaa idk where to start, how about this? Can you imagine you, yourself just following his order because you scared of him

He look likes he could kill you at any seconds like- the sharp looking eyes ooh-

He just gonna make you sit on his lap while he doing those boring paper work

Asking how’s your day been and why are you have that lil plushy with you 24/7, etc etc, trying to make you feel comfortable

Tell you to have some deep breath when you just about to cry-

Oh hell- hug you gently and I CAN EVEN IMAGINE HIS LITTLE SMILE-

“Hey MC? Can you come here for a second?”

You following his words, come near to the table thats have a lot of paper, prepare to run at any seconds because you might gonna be his next meal in the following breakfast or lunch or dinner.

“W-well, what do you need?-“

You don’t even have time to finish your sentences. He pick you up and place you in his lap, you just look straight, asking yourself what in the devil is going on

“…um- i- why are you-“

“Are you comfortable?”

“Well yes..”

He start to asking you about your day, do you have any trouble, how’s what the meal, anything that make you uncomfortable, what is your favorite type of clothes, how many plushy do you have, how was your sleep, etc and etc-

And it seems like nothing else is going pretty well between both of you, you start to relax your body and mind, oh about the future! Its already up to you.

Mammon

This dudeee

Now we are talking.

GIRL/BRO- THIS CLINGY DEMON IS GONNA ASK YOU FOR YOUR GRIMM SINCE HE LOOK LIKE A ✨P L A Y B O Y✨ and you don’t want to get in any trouble or getting shatter because of him

“Can I touch your plushy” it’s definitely the first thing he will ask when you rush in your room when you doing your homework

Following you for 24/7

He will carry you to the bedroom since you pass out when you first arrived at Devildorm (CARRY TO TAKE CARE NOT THAT KIND OF BOOM SHAKALAKA YOU KNOW?)

“Hey ya MC! How’s the day?”

Fooking kick your door, you accident throwing one of your plushy because you was scared and start to screaming like crazy

Trying to keep you quiet and make you comfortable, because you’re standing on the wardrobe trying to defend yourself from him and sobbing at the same time

When you got down from the wardrobe, he just hug you and ruff your hair

“I’m not gonna hurt you, I’m here to protect you y’know?”

“O-oh, thank you”

And the you guys just chilling with each other, he will definitely buy something for you like, drink stuff, or just some snacks.

Leviathan

Since both of you are introvert- this is gonna be a pretty awkward moment

He just sitting in front of his pc and you just sitting in front of his manga collection

After like- probably- an hours or so, you guys finally start to speak to each other

“Hey MC! Check out this new anime, it’s really interesting”

“I- never seen anything like this one before!”

And then you guys just sitting on the floor and watching anime with each other. You just hugging your plushy meanwhile he just hugging his body pillow

TBC

<I’m sorry kinda busy lately- this is all I got for you guys atm:,D. Thank y’all for supporting me even though I’m still busy as heck<3 have a nice day, stay hydrated!

Slee is going to take a nap, brb.

[bbyquokka]

hi! sooo, i'm not sure if you're taking requests atm but if you don't it's totally fine pls ignore me, i could not find any notice in your blog. I think your writing is really really cool and i hope my request is not too dull or boring for your amazing brain 🥹 So it's about chan x idol!fem reader in which reader is itzy's oldest member and they are secretly dating and some other problematic male idol (it can be fictional if you're not comfortable with using anyone's name) said gross stuff about reader during a live or variety show and chan gets rlly mad so during chan's room he starts rambling about respecting girls and stuff and accidentally lets it slide that he loves the reader and even though her name is not said everyone knew who he was talking about. so in the end they discuss whether go public or not, an open ending would be nice but i live it up to you, anything you decide will be the best<3 I hope this was not too long 😭 sorry if it was, you really don't have to write this, i support all of your work 💓💓💓

i can never find a request boring or dull! ty for your kind words and request, sweetie. I hope it was what you wanted! also, ty for being so patient. i hope you dont mind, but i changed it to an awards show 🥺 i hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! 🖤🥰

Respect ⊹˚.⋆

🐺: pairing: Idol Bang Chan x Idol F!reader

🐺: genre: fluff, angst

🐺: synopsis: chan and reader are in a secret relationship. When an unpleasant event happens to reader, chan let it slip on live that he is in love

🐺: warnings: suggestive at beginning and end. pushy behaviour, rejection, creepy behaviour

🐺: words: 3.4k

🐺: have a request? send it to me here

🐺: master list

“Chan, stop. We shouldn’t be doing this!” You whispered

“I know, but just 5 more minutes. I’ve been working all day and i need a refresh” Chan whined

“And I suppose I'm the refreshment you need?” you cocked your eyebrow up. Chan nodded and hummed before resuming his early position in planting soft kisses along your neck. You laughed, giving in and tilting your head to the side, allowing more access for Chan.

His hands firmly planted on your soft ass, squeezing it occasionally as his soft lips planted delicate kisses along your fair skin. The smell of your body lotion and perfume hitting his nostrils, driving his senses into overdrive.

“Shit. You’re driving me insane.” He pressed his body flush against yours, your hands finding their way to the back of his head, fingers tangling in his curly locks. You hummed, closing your eyes, allowing yourself to be taken away in this blissful moment. Chan started rutting against you, soft pants leaving his lips. You grunted, tugging at the strands of hair.

It wasn't until Chan sunk his teeth into your neck that your eyes snapped open. You pulled away and looked at Chan.

“Channie! I said no marks!” You whined. Chan looked at you sheepishly, grinning. It was obvious that he was pleased about what he just did.

“I’m sorry.” You squint your eyes at him, bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

“No you’re not.” You mumbled. Chan laughed and agreed with you. You playfully slapped his chest, rolling your eyes before grinning at your boyfriend. You took your phone out off your pocket, eyes widening at the amount of messages that had been left by your band member, Yeji.

“Fuck, i have to go Chan.” Chan whined, trapping you in his strong arms. You laughed and wiggled in his arms, trying to set yourself free. Chan watched and grinned at your attempts. “Let me go!” Chan laughed some more, clearly amused at watching you flail around in his arms.

“Kiss.” He puckered his lips to which you laughed at and shook your head.

“Then will you let me go? I have to go practice for the awards show me and ITZY will be attending later.”

“Oh yeah! I will be watching you, babe.” You grinned. You pressed your lips against his. Chan unwillingly loosened his arms from around you. You fixed your hair and make-up before grabbing the handle of the storage room door.

“I’ll text you later.” Chan nodded and gave your ass a little pat. You blushed as chan winked at you.

“I’ll look forward to it, babe.”

You opened the storage door slowly, looking both directions several times to see if anyone was around. Once you were sure it was all clear, you rushed off to the dance room, where your members were waiting.

You and Chan have been dating for 5 months. You’ve kept it a secret from your members as well as the public. You couldn't risk the public finding out that the oldest member of ITZY is dating SKZ’s Bang Chan. The paparazzi would have a field day if they learnt that two members under the same label are dating. Although dating an idol is not prohibited, it’s not advised purely because the company doesn't want to have to deal with unnecessary media backlash - which is fair enough.

Having to keep it a secret from your girlfriends has been rough. You tell each other everything and having to hide this from them is killing you. It’s not that you don't trust them, you’re just scared of the backlash it could cause. What if they hate you? What if they decide to kick you out of the group? Belittle you and ostracize you? Chan had told one of his members about the two of you, he kinda had to when Minho walked in on you both with your tongues down each other's throat. Minho wouldn't have caught you both if you didn't decide to make out in the dance practice room - in your defence, it was Chan’s idea though.

As you were making your way to the practise room, you bumped into a fellow male idol. You grimaced when you realize who it was, Ji-hoon. He was a fairly new idol, impressing JYP with his rap and dance skills which, of course, lead him to mainly do rap. Although it wasn't your taste, you had to give him credit where it was due.

You didn't like him. There was something off about him that you couldn't quite put your finger on. He claims he is the best rapper in the company - which is 100% bull. He comes off as egotistical and whilst there is nothing wrong with being proud of what you can do, you can also be humble about it and not push it in others' faces.

He’s problematic. He acts like a spoiled toddler and even has the guts to argue with the big boss - which no one dares do. You don't understand why JYP just doesn't kick him out.

“Ah. sorry.” You said bluntly. Ji-hoon smirked at you, making you feel sick to your stomach.

“No problem, pretty girl.” Ji-hoon also likes to think that he can get any girl he wants because he has money, fame and power.

“Don’t call me that.”

“Why not? Don't you like it when I call you that, pretty girl?” He leaned in, his hot breath fanning on your face. You tilted your head to the side, face scrunching up with disgust.

“I do not. It’s disrespectful to call someone who is older and has been working under this company something like that.” You replied bluntly. This only caused Ji-Hoon to smirk even more, his hands grabbing your wrists.

You fight back your Flight or fight mode, aware of where you are. You clenched your jaw as a cold sweat ran across your body. You bawled your hands into fists to stop him from taking your hand.

“Let me take you on a date.”

“Absolutely not.” You replied without a second of thinking. A date? With this piece of shit? You’d rather be fed your least favourite food than go on a date with this scumbag.

“Why not?”

“Don't want to and I don't have time.”

“Please baby. I can treat you real good. I have money.” You looked at him for the first time since your accidental interaction.

“What part of no don't you understand? Is this your attempt at trying to get a girl to date you? If so, it's pathetic, Ji-Hoon. Pushing the fact that you have money, power and fame to get into some girl panties is fucking pathetic Ji-Hoon. How you became an idol and are still an idol is mind boggling to me. Now, if you don't mind, I have somewhere I need to be.” You tried to release his grip from his hand to which he tightened. You winced in pain. “You’re hurting me!”

Just as he was about to speak, Chan approached you both. He looked down at you, seeing Ji-hoon’s hand tightly around your wrist, your face red with anger and twisted in disgust and desperation. Tears were slowly filling up your eyes as you struggled against him. Chan didn't like what he saw so he walked to you, placing a soothing hand on your shoulder.

You jumped before looking up and feeling relief wash over you.

“Is everything ok?” Chan looked down at you, worry laced his features. As you opened your mouth, Ji-Hoon spoke, letting go of your wrists.

“Everything is fine here.” You swallowed, rubbing your wrist. “I better get going. See you later, pretty girl.” Ji-Hoon walked past you and winked. You turned your head to the side, Chan squeezing your shoulder. Once he was out of sight, Chan took your wrist in his hand gently, inspecting it for any damage.

You looked down, hair hiding your face. Chan lifted your chin up with his hand and looked at you, his eyes filled with worry and anger.

“Are you okay, babe?” He whispered. You nodded slowly.

“Yeah, he’s just a piece of shit. He wanted to take me out on a date and when I said no, he tried to use his money and fame to get me. Pathetic.” You mumbled. Chan furrowed his brows together.

“Want me to walk you the rest of the way?” You nodded slowly, a small whisper in the form of “yes” left your lips.

The night of the awards show arrived. You and your members have been practicing from day and night to make sure your performance is the best. Your night consisted of having your photos taken by paparazzi, being social with other idols and taking selfies. ITZY’s time to perform and you put on the best show imaginable. Mainly for your fans but you knew that Chan was watching you and that spurred you on. Being able to hear his praises made you feel giddy inside. You love it as much as you love him.

The time finally came for the winners to be announced. Many famous faces won awards, your group being one of them. You was hyped and tearful. As you gave out a speech thanking your friends, the company, the people who helped you make it possible, tears fell down your cheeks which you laughed at and wiped them with your hand.

You returned to your table, picking up your alcoholic beverage and saying a small cheer with your members. Your focus switched onto the next upcoming award - best newcomer. You were shocked to see that Ji-Hoon was nominated but even more surprised when he won. You rolled your eyes, watching him cheer himself on playing up to the cameras. You sighed as he took the award from the presented, winking at her before making a speech.

The speech was nothing too interesting, just your generic thank you’s. Until he mentioned you. Your ears perked up, attention on him for the first time that night. He mentioned how he asked you out on a date and you rejected him. He proceeded to act innocent, act like he didn't understand why you would turn down such a ‘nice guy’ He said awful things about you, degrading you, claiming he didn't understand why you were an idol and that you only got in because you’re female. He mentioned how you looked and how you presented yourself - defaming your character. It was clear he was still angry at you but why did he feel the need to do this? In front of the media. In front of other idols. Did he think that if he continued to disrespect, not just you, but females in general, he would get a shot.

You pressed your lips together in a thin line, tears falling down your cheeks. Yeji and Ryunjin shuffled closer to you, hands soothing your back. Yeji grabbed a napkin, dabbing at your wet cheeks. You turned your back away from the cameras that were glaring at you as you recomposed yourself.

“You okay, (Y/N)?” Yeji asked, worry lacing her features. You shook your head a simple no, not trusting your own voice to not break. “Do you need some fresh air?” You nodded yes. Yeji stood up with you, taking your hand and walking outside to get some air.

You couldn't believe this. You knew he was a jackass but this? This just tops it all off. He’s nothing more than an entitled, spoiled brat who thinks he owns you. All you could think about was that you hoped Chan didn't see or hear it.

He did.

He saw it on Tv, on social media, in the news. It was everywhere. Photos where you were listening, looking distressed. Videos of you turning your back and Yeji wiping your tears. Photos of you leaving the venue.

He was pissed.

He was pissed not only because his loved one was spoken about like a piece of shit, but pissed that a male species dared speak about women like that. He couldn't stay silent about the situation, so on the next Chan’s room, he brought it up.

It started with the usual beginning - Charmer playing whilst he got set up. He took a few breaths in, calming down before appearing on camera. The comments section going wild with various hello’s in Korean and in English. Chan said his usual hello’s, spoke about what he had been up to, played a few song requests and read a few comments.

“What do you think about the situation that happened at the awards?”

Chan let out a sigh, putting down his phone and readjusting his beanie.

“I think it’s disgusting. It’s disgusting how he was able to speak like that in front of many important people and his elders. It’s disgusting how he says those things. They are such a sweet and adorable person who wouldn't harm anyone or say anything to harm others. I don't understand the mindset of some people.”

Chan rubbed his face before continuing. “It’s ridiculous to think that some males think they’re entitled to females and because of this small minded way of thinking, they are so disrespectful towards them. Think of your mothers, your sisters, your aunties if you even dare think about saying something disrespectful. How would they feel?” Chan’s anger was slowly becoming visible the more he spoke about it.

“They are such an amazing and beautiful person. They are hardworking and never rests until it is perfect. I have watched them countless times in the dance room practicing one more over and over again until it is perfect. I have worked on a few tracks with them, helping them learn the ropes of music software and how to mix things together. They tried for hours on end to get a sample track right. they did not rest until they loved it and thought it was something worth putting out. I had to remind them that it’s a sample track - just a test but they refused to listen.” Chan laughed, his facial features softening as he spoke about you.

“They’re like that. They never listen to what I have to say.They’re stubborn too. When I tell them something won't work, they try their hardest to make it work. They’re also there for everyone and give the best advice. They’re everyone's support. They have such a kind soul and are so precious to me and to many others.” The comments were going wild with who Chan could potentially be talking about - many of them guessing correctly. It was clear to the fans from old photos and videos where you have both attended events, that you are close.

Chans hand to the small of your back. Your cheeks flushed pink. Your enthusiasm when you see him perform. Your shyness when he would body roll, showing off those abs he works hard on. Chan is the same. Seeing you perform on stage made his eyes sparkle, like a child being face to face with a lifetime supply of toys. You would always hang out with each other - gossiping. Of course, your group and his would also talk and mingle with each other, but you and Chan would only be focusing on one another. Chan's hand on your thigh subtilty, leaning in to whisper something seductive in your ear. He’s cheeky like that.

Soon, speculation circulated between the two fandoms on whether you two are dating. Some saying you’re not and some saying you are - that the evidence is clear as day. Whatever the outcome may be, many said they would support you both.

It was like time stood still for chan. He forgot where he was and what he was doing because before he could register what he was about to say, three words spilt from his lips at lightning speed.

“I love them.”

The comments went wild - ecstatic that it was true. After all the speculation and the back and forth between the two fandoms, Chan has just confirmed that you two are dating. Your name may not have been mentioned, but fans are smart, they are like detectives.

Chan's eyes widened once he realized what he just said. He glanced at the comments saying they were right the whole time and that it was you chan is dating. Some say they found it so adorable how smitten Chan is for you and that they support you both.

Even though Chan was relieved to see comments like that, no one knew about you both apart from Minho. Panic set in and he tried his best to diverte and deny which ended up in failure. He averted the topic onto something else before ending and grabbing his phone, pulling up your contact.

Channie 🐺💘: i fucked up.. x

You: whats up, babe? x

Channie 🐺💘: did you not watch my live? x

You: sadly not 😢 i've been practicing and then had to go shopping. Why? Something happened? x

Channie 🐺💘: uhhhhhh. I might have let it slip that we’re dating… x

You: What?! How? x

Channie 🐺💘: i went on a rant about what happened the other night and i got lost in thoughts and i might have mentioned that i love you… i didn't mention your name but the fans are so fking smart.. x

You: awe chan 🥰 i love you too! But still, what do we do? x

Channie 🐺💘: met me at the company and we talk about it x

You: okay. There in 5 x

You put on your shoes, rushing out off your home and sprinting it down to the company. Chan was waiting for you, visibly stressed and worried. You couldn't help but feel sorry for him. You approached him, pulling him into a big hug.

“It’s okay, channie. Whatever happens, we can work through it - together.” Chan nuzzled his face into your neck, taking deep breaths of your scent to calm himself down.

“I'm so sorry.” He whispered. You stroked his head gently.

“It’s okay Chan. I'm not mad at you. I found it quite sweet and adorable.” Chan pulled his face away from your neck. You stroked his cheek gently.

“What do we do? Do we come out to the public, to the company, to our friends? What if the company forces us to break up or worse! What if we have to leave?! I can't do that!”

“Shh Chan. That won't happen. I promise. Plus, i think it kinda already is out in the air now so, i think we should come clean about us.” Chan pressed his lips together in a thin line, his mind working at speed outweighing the positives and negatives of the situation.

“What did the fans say when you mentioned you loved me?”

“They’re supportive of us.”

“Well, isn't that enough? We already have the fans' blessing and I'm positive my members and yours will be supportive too. I think you’re worried over nothing, my love.” You stroked Chan's cheek gently with your hand. He leaned in, kissing the palm of your hand gently.

“You’re right. You always are.” You laughed.

“Let's come clean about us. Make it official. And we take it from there, whatever life may throw at us, I'm happy as long as I have you by my side, channie.” Chan grinned, cupping your cheeks in his hand and leaning in.

“I love you so much, (Y/N).” He whispered against your lips, grazing them against your own. You closed your eyes slowly, wrapping your arms around his neck, interlocking your fingers behind his head.

“I love you so much too, chan.” You whispered back. Your lips met in a passionate and love filled kiss. Time standing still and in that moment, you didn't care who walked in a saw. It was just you and chan at the moment. The kiss was intimate and it slowly became heated. Chan bit your bottom lip softly, silently asking for permission. You granted him access by parting your lips, your tongues meeting halfway with each other.

You whimpered softly, tongues and saliva mixing with one another. Chan pressed his body flush against yours, his body heat radiating on to you. Chan grunted in the kiss, his hips slowly rolling on yours. He slipped his hands up the back of your t-shirt, his cold fingers against your warm skin causing shivers to run along your body. You whimpered in the kiss, breathing slowly became laboured.

“(Y/N) I need you..” Chan whispered against your lips, his voice raspy. You swallowed and nodded slowly.

“I need you too Chan.”

“So, the rumours are true.” Your heads spun around to see the boss standing and watching you both, arms folded.

Fuck. What do you do now?

[heyidkyay]

I guess I'll take this pain, instead of your name |

Part One

Summary: In life, things changed. The boys you'd once grown up with were men now, and famous ones at that. The type that toured the world and had millions of adoring fans.

The five of you shared a shit ton of history. But you also shared a lot of mixed emotions for one of them in particular, a certain drummer.

Warnings: arguing, alludes to bad relationship with a parent

A/N: Someone asked for a bit of George fluff seeing as there isn't much out there atm, sooo I figured I'd make a short series because idk when to stop I guess. Additional note: This series is far from fluffy, pls make sure to read chapter warnings!!

Just a note, George isn't actually in this part, this is sort of a lead up..

Masterlist

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“Alright, fucking out with it.”

Matty actually had the nerve to look over at me all confused, craning his head back to scrunch up his face, only further accentuating his many sudden chins. I raised a brow, I wasn’t backing down. 

The two of us were currently sat in his living room, watching a film but not really. I’d invited myself over, having wanted the company of my best mate after he’d been away for so long, doing famous people shit, and Matty hadn’t complained. He’d grinned upon answering the front door and all but floored me in a hug, then proceeded to tell me all stories about the crap I’d missed out on at a hundred miles an hour whilst he’d lead me inside.

I’d been here for a while now, just over an hour or so, and we’d since made ourselves comfortable on his settee, my legs draped across his lap whilst he ordered in food. 

We hadn’t spoken about the elephant in the room as of yet, but I wasn’t too fussed. Actually, I much preferred it when Matty didn’t strain to involve himself in all of my personal problems, which had always been something of a hobby to him. But he had been acting a little strange since his previous excitement had died down a tad, constantly checking his phone and purposefully avoiding certain topics I brought up.

I narrowed my eyes at him and dug my foot into his side, causing him to yelp and swat it away. I huffed out a light laugh, always having had a love for annoying him, before I resettled. “Come on, Healy, spill.”

I watched as he worked his jaw, obviously struggling not to spill it all then and there- but I knew him far too well and we both knew that he wouldn’t last long.

“Matty…” I sighed, but as I opened my mouth to continue on, his phone rang.

He looked all too grateful for the distraction which only peaked my interest further. He was definitely hiding something, that was for certain. 

“Alright, Hann?” Matty answered by way of hello, fiddling with the cuff of my jeans as he replied to something Adam must have said in reply. I half paid attention to their conversation, eyes trained on the tele whilst they talked, but Matty didn’t give much away, just kept umming and ahing which was a little unlike him.

I had to tug my feet in towards me and tuck them under myself when Matty motioned to stand. I frowned slightly at the movement but it softened when he mouthed the question of ‘Brew?’ over at me, using his hand to gesture like the Queen as he held an imaginary teacup to his lips. 

I nodded and gifted him a thankful little smile in turn, already knowing that he’d make it perfect. 

One thing about Matty, he liked to remember all the small things. But we’d known each other for so long now that the way I took my tea was probably already engrained in his brain right there alongside his own. He puttered away and the film continued on. 

We’d stuck on the first thing Netflix had suggested to us whilst we’d gotten to talking more in depth about what had been happening in one another’s lives, but I found it to be dragging a little now that I had the opportunity to focus on it more. Instead of opting to change it though, I decided to have a scroll through my phone, picking up on the quiet muttering of Matty’s voice which wafted in from the kitchen as I did. 

He returned a short while later and gave me a grin, albeit a tired one, as he handed over my hot drink.

“You okay?” I questioned quietly, blowing at my steaming mug whilst he resettled, dragging my feet back onto his lap.

He heaved out a large breath, slumping into the cushions before he angled his head towards me, half of his face buried in a pillow. He groaned loudly in retort to my question and I couldn’t help the soft snort I made.

Carefully, I repositioned myself nearer to him so that I could ruffle his hair, then let my head come to a rest beside his. 

“What’s happened then? Why you all- stroppy?” I asked him, wrinkling my nose as I waved a hand over his pouting face. “Has it got something to do with why you’ve been acting all strange?”

“‘M not stroppy. And you’re the strange one.” Matty quipped with a frown, his words muffled by the cushion. But then he sighed again and so I waited for his actual reply, hoping it would soon follow. “Hann just thought it’d be best to bring up studio times again, incase I forgot.”

I felt my forehead pinch. “Alright… but you’re not the type to forget something important like that and plus, you’ve just gotten home. I know Ad’s a tad bit tetchy when it comes to scheduling and what not, but still, even he probably wants a short break, no?”

Matty didn’t reply, only buried his face further into the plush pillow. It was a nice one to be fair, expensive looking, but only further proved that he was actively avoiding the question. 

“Mattyyy.” I droned, shaking his shoulder. “Come on, why won’t you just tell me? Is it embarrassing? Did you piss yourself whilst bladdered and have a fan witness it? Or, ooh!-”

A hand shot up to cover my mouth before I could open it again and I quirked a brow over at Matty, who was mid eye-roll and chuckling faintly. “No more guessing.” He told me seriously, then shook his head as he exhaled. “It’s not embarrassing, and no, I did not fucking piss myself in front of any fans. Alright?”

His hand slipped away then, once he gotten the nod he’d wanted out of me, but as soon as he’d dropped his guard I was quick to snipe back, “So you did piss yourself then, just not in front of any fans?”

Matty grabbed at my ankles and started to tickle the bottoms of my socked feet, knowing it was my one downfall. I relented rather quickly, using all my strength to kick away from him whilst still clutching my tea. “Okay! Okay! I’ll leave it out, I swear! Uncle! Uncle!”

He hummed and reluctantly stopped the incessant torture, but I still swept my feet away from him just in case. 

With a deserving scowl, I placed down my mug on the console, grateful to have only spilt a drop or two. “Why do you always resort to violence?”

Matty grinned victoriously in turn, seemingly very smug about the whole ordeal as he sipped away at his coffee. “‘Cause it’s the easiest way to get you to piss off.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “Fine. I’ll stop, but only if you tell me what’s been messing with your head.”

Matty’s gaze flitted to the ceiling then and the room suddenly felt a lot smaller, quieter almost. He sighed softly, “Your birthday-” He attempted but I immediately cut him off.

“Is a day you’ve learnt not to celebrate. Because you know how much I hate it. Which means that the same celebrations that happen each and every year will continue to occur. As in, you gift me the usual chocolates and a cuddle, then not mention it at all.”

I turned to face the tv screen, crossing my legs underneath me so that I could avoid the obvious stare I felt burning holes into the side of my head.

“You’re so fucking stubborn.” Matty muttered under his breath, I shot him a glare but that didn’t seem to derail him. “I get why you hate it, I do, but it’s been years- you don’t even speak to her no more! Why let it ruin the one day that celebrates just you?”

“If you understood why, you wouldn’t be asking, Matt.”

Matty shook his head at me, clearly disappointed. “She’s a twat. Just forget about her, leave it in the past now. We both know it’d do you the world of good.”

“Oh yeah, and how do you suppose I just forget the woman that birthed me, hey?” 

His lips pursed sourly whilst his gaze skirted towards the tele. I barrelled on though, never knowing when to give up, but now I was upset. I always got upset whenever she was mentioned. Triggered my fight or flight, I supposed.

“No, because I’d honestly love to hear it, Matty! How do I erase the one person who was meant to protect me from the world, huh? She couldn’t even protect me from herself!”

The silence that suddenly engulfed us was stilted and stuffy. I had to take a deep breath.

Matty and I had always been very alike when it came to the way we reacted to certain things. We snapped and bit back before we could think things over. We shared a lot of sore topics. But my biggest had always been my mum.

I released a heavy sigh and tugged a hand through my hair. I knew he was only trying to help. I really did. But, it was hard to realise that in the moment when all I really wanted to do was change the subject completely or just blow up at him.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to snap at you.” I told him quietly.

He dragged his eyes over to where I was sat, sighing too as he let a hand come to rest on the cushion between us. I gave a half-hearted smile that I couldn’t really help, laying my palm flat against his. It was always something we’d done. Ever since we were kids. Our way of saying sorry, or, I’m still here.

“I didn’t mean to either.” Matty replied, squeezing my hand gently in his before shuffling closer so that he could pull both of them into his lap. “I just want you to enjoy it, you know? It's your birthday. No one should hide away at home, plagued by all those unhappy memories. You should be out getting pissed, or celebrating with us lot.”

Humming, I squeezed back. “I know. It’s just a lot to unpack, Matty. Not as easy as it seems.”

Matty pressed a chaste kiss to my knuckles, right where a faint white line started and stretched its way down the back of my hand. He shrugged.

“Carls and I just figured that you might be open to a dinner or something this year.” Matty told me gently, never looking away from our joined hands. “With your close mates, people who won’t sing happy birthday or get you a card. People who just want to celebrate you, yeah?”

I had to smile. I couldn’t not. It was dead sweet. And I thought it over, not saying anything for a few minutes.

“I think dinner would be okay.”

The grin Matty gave me in return, megawatt and beaming like the actual sun, was all it took to wash away those feelings of fear and resentment that I always held onto for a brief moment.

“Right.” He replied, still grinning away like the Cheshire Cat he was. Or maybe a man who’d just lucked out on the lotto. He burrowed his way into my side and I shook my head in amusement as I withdrew my hand to shove him off of me.

“Get off me, you oaf.” I chuckled.

“Oaf? Well, you can sod right off then!” Matty retorted, turning his nose up at me. “Had planned to have Ross make those molten cakes of his, but you can forget that now.”

I gasped in horror. “No! Not the chocolate ones!”

“Yeah, them." Matty taunted. "But it seems my efforts are under appreciated here so…”

“Matthew.” I admonished. “Please tell Ross to make them and- ooh! Get him to make those mini mousses of his, too? Please, please, pretty please?” I begged- and it was downright pathetic in hindsight yes, but if you’d had even a mouthful of this heavenly dessert then you’d understand. I’d willingly give up my firstborn if it meant that Ross would give me a lifetime supply. “Matty, I’m begging you here. I’ll love you for forever.”

He smirked but feigned a put-upon sigh as he slumped further into the settee cushions. The dramatic tart. “Look, I’ll rethink my decision if you help me out on this recent bridge I just started." He grew more serious all of a sudden, as he always did whenever music was mentioned. "Wanna see how a harmony would sound.”

“Fine, I’ll help. But I still want those chocolates you always get me, and a bottle of that fancy wine you like.”

Matty quirked a brow. “Thought you didn’t want any presents on your birthday?”

“They’re not presents. They’re bribes.”

He snorted. “Right. Sorry, got a bit confused there.”

I grinned, kicking my feet back into his lap once I'd shimmied my way back down the sofa. “Toss the remote, will you? This film’s so shit.”

“Glad you were the one to say it. Main character's a right wanker.” Matty commented, looking relieved as he threw the remote towards me. I tried to catch it midair but failed horribly, leaving the remote to hit the side of my wrist and nut me on the chin. Matty cackled merrily. “Only you, I swear.”

Rolling my eyes, I grumbled lowly back at him in retort.

It was just after we’d searched through the entirety Netflix and then Prime, that we finally settled on some shitty comedy to watch. One we faintly recalled watching years ago. The food had since been ordered and whilst we waited for it, I found myself remembering what had caused the start of our little tiff.

“You know, you never did tell me what was up.”

Matty frowned over at me. “Yeah, I did.”

I shook my head, sitting up slightly. “No, just mentioned my birthday and then we started arguing.”

He nodded slowly as it dawned on him. “Oh yeah, suppose not then.”

“So…” I prompted with a jut of my chin. “What was it?”

I watched closely as Matty dragged his front teeth over his bottom lip before his sights settled again on me, a little more confidently than I’d expected in truth. My forehead pinched.

“Well?”

“The dinner.” Matty begun, brown eyes flicking back and forth between my own.

“What about the dinner?” I quizzed, growing even more confused.

He clenched his jaw, looking at me as though he was trying to determine something. Something I couldn’t be quite sure of. He seemed to find what he looking for though, because a few long seconds later he just came right out with it. 

“The dinner. I invited George to the dinner.”

Part Two>

[s4dgayanime]

okay listen I commented on someone’s post about Simon and John meeting in their civies and then ghost and soap meeting as soap transfers into 141 and gay activities ensue etc etc

HOWEVER I cannot for the life of me find OP’s response to my comment (ik they responded) and I am not with all my faculties atm to I am just dropping the link in this post for anyone and everyone but especially that one person (I hope you see this). But fr pls read it is incredible and I can’t wait for the next update.

Ellipsis by Osymed on ao3

<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/46229254"><strong>Ellipsis</strong></a> (59273 words) by <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/Osymed"><strong>Osymed</strong></a><br />Chapters: 14/?<br />Fandom: <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Call%20of%20Duty%20(Video%20Games)">Call of Duty (Video Games)</a><br />Rating: Explicit<br />Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply<br />Relationships: John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley<br />Characters: John "Soap" MacTavish, Simon "Ghost" Riley, John Price (Call of Duty), Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo Parra, Phillip Graves (Call of Duty)<br />Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Author Has Only Watched Other People Play Call of Duty, Military Inaccuracies, Simon "Ghost" Riley is Bad At Feelings, Protective Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish Has an Accent, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Ghost loves being a spooky bitch, Featuring Soap's little pout, No beta we die like 09 ghost, author doesn't know how to tag, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Canon-Typical Violence, At this point author has watched playthroughs so many times it's as if they played the game, Baking<br />Summary: <p>Simon thinks a bar in Glasgow is the best place to experiment not wearing his mask. Simon is wrong.</p><p>Or</p><p>Simon walks into a bar, slips on Soap.</p>

[littleoanh]

Hiii Albie how are u doing?? I hope you’re doing good💖 Ur work is so amazing I can’t get enough of it!💖💖💖 It started with a smile is so well written i just-asksjdjkwwk🥰

So i got a request if you’re not too busy could u pls make a kakucho fluffy but dom smuttyy smut (like do one u did with ran in the series), i crave this man sm ugh😫 We need to know why he’s the number one boyfriend 😳 Could u make it about him being an absolutely sweetheart like literally obsessed with y/n so whenever someone flirts with her *haitini’s or sanzu’s crackheadass* he gets so feral and into zaddyyy mode real quik that makes y/n never looking to another man ever again.. And rest of bonten are really jealous that kaku is with y/n, she is also superstrong (bonten nr 4) and rlly gorgeous and joined bonten soo this all happends at a meeting or event. He needs to destroy me and then cuddle me afterwards hihi✨

Tysm for ur time🙏🏼💖

A/N: Hello anon darling ❤️! I wish I can say I am doing alright, under the weather atm 😷 but I wanted to post this before passing out again. And thank you for your kind words 🤗. I’m glad you enjoyed my first series! Hahaha, yes I can turn our best boi Kakucho into a dom like I did for Ran. I hope you enjoy this piece!

Only One

Characters: Kakucho x fem!Reader

Warnings: Kakucho treating reader like a goddess, kisses, minor violence (not towards reader), Sanzu degrading reader (in a flashback), reader is flirty with the Haitani Brothers and Sanzu, Kakucho display jealousy, smut (pet play, collaring with a belt [A/N: remember this is fiction, this kink should not be used for newbies], degrading (Kakucho calls reader “stupid pet” and “dumb pet”), face fucking, cum swallowing, sloppy makeout, spankings, unprotected sex [wrap it up people], squirting, biting, hickeys, and creampie), and fluff ending

Special Thanks: EB for proofreading, correcting and beta reading!

Like, reblogging, and kind comments are appreciated.

You’re dangerous. Drop dead gorgeous. Formidable. Kakucho has found his purpose again in life which was to serve you. He treats you like the goddess you are and worships the ground you walk on. Anything you want, he will make sure you’ll have it.

“Angel,” Kakucho softly caresses your sleeping face, “it’s time to wake up.”  He places gentle kisses on your eyelids, your cute nose, and your lips. You stir and let out cute little moans that are only meant for him to hear. Your eyes fluttered open, trying to adjust the dim light shining through the bedroom window. 

“Mmmm, Kaku.” Your adorable tired voice makes him feel warm inside. You wrap your arms around him to snuggle closer to his chest. “Good morning.” You close your eyes again and he chuckles, he keeps kissing you to wake you up more.

“Good morning, my love. I made breakfast for you.” Your eyes shoot open, staring at him for him to tell you more, “I made some salted salmon, miso soup, tamagoyaki, spinach salad, and pickled daikon.” A beautiful smile spread upon your pouty lips.

“Kaku, you’re the best.” You return small butterfly kisses on his handsome face before you press your lips onto his. Moaning how good his lips feel on yours, wanting to feel him more but Kakucho lifts you up in his strong arms and carries you out to the kitchen and sets you on the chair where he has breakfast laid out for the both of you.

“No Angel, you are the best.” He kisses your forehead before taking a seat next to you. You give  him a thankful peck on the cheek before digging in.

This is your usual morning routine with Kakucho whenever you spend the night with him. Waking up to his loving kisses and him making a healthy breakfast for the both of you. While you are getting ready in his bathroom, he is busy packing a bento box lunch and making your favorite coffee. When he feels your radiating presence in the room, he finds you wearing a sexy pantsuit. Your hair is styled, your makeup (which he thinks you look better without) is flawless, and your confident stance is alluring.

“Ready, my love?”

“Ready.” Your seductive smile sets his heart beat at a blistering pace. 

Kakucho never carried a briefcase with him before, but ever since he started dating you he has. The reason is because he wants to make sure he has everything in there to take care of you. Spilled coffee on your shirt? He has a stain remover stick. Lipstick faded? He has your shade. Your hair tie snapped during a fight? He has extras. Cut yourself? He has a basic first aid kit. Too tired to walk in your high heels? He brought your flats. He even has extra feminine products in his briefcase in case you have your monthly cycle during the day. Also your favorite chocolate bars. 

He will open doors for you, walk on the side of the curb, has an extra blanket or jacket in his car in case you get cold… just the perfect gentleman. 

Stepping into the Bonten building, all eyes are on you. You exude confidence, fierceness, and attractiveness that always grab everyone’s attention. The moment you and Kakucho step into the conference room, someone comes to surprise you by trying to trip you backwards. You hold your steady stance, grabbing your supposed “assailant” and flip them back, knocking them on their ass.

“Better luck next time, Sanzu.” Your shit eating grin appears on your smug face. Normally Kakucho’s natural instincts would come to your aid but this is a normal occurrence between you and Sanzu. 

[Flash Back]

“This is… our no. 4?” Sanzu approached you, eyeing you up and down. Sure you are attractive, he looked at you once more… okay, really attractive. Maybe you have wit. But to be no. 4 in command, you need to be ruthless and strong. Your appearance did not show that. “All you have is looks, sweetheart. You’re better off working at a whore house.” 

Kakucho was about to come into your defense until something took all their breath away. It was so quick that it happened in a blink of an eye. You knocked Sanzu’s ass down without hesitation and with great strength. The ground even shook from the impact. Sanzu was groaning in pain, he didn’t see this coming. Mikey displayed a small proud smile. 

You turned to face the rest of the executives with your deadly aura and terrifying stare, “Anyone else believe I would be better off working at a whore house?” No one dared question you. Kakucho was immediately enamored with you. He never liked Sanzu in the first place and the fact you taught him a lesson made Kakucho respect you. 

“You really took me by surprise, sweetheart.” Sanzu was staggering to get back up, “Your strength is exhilarating!” His droopy eyes showed some excitement. “As Bonten no. 2, I will not hold back and put you back in your place, No. 4.” He towered over you, your quick eyes noticed his movement to try to use your technique and you counter it flawlessly.

“I would like to see you try, Pinky.” You walked to sit in an empty seat next to Kakucho. The moment you two made eye contact, he knew he found a reason for living.

[End Flashback]

“Ahhh, so close!” Sanzu happily admits his defeat and pulls himself up from the floor. Rin and Koko scoff while you roll your eyes and stare into his dilated blue eyes boringly.

“Not even close, Pinky.” You and Kakucho saunter to your usual seats, he hands you your coffee and you thank him before taking a sip of the delicious taste. Kakucho always makes the perfect amount of sweetness. Ran has been observing both of your interactions with his amusing eyes. 

“Spend the night with our little Kakucho?” Ran playfully asks with his arm plop on the table and leaning his head against his hand. Rin snickers when he sees the look of embarrassment on Kakucho’s face. Mikey, Koko, Mochi, and Takeomi flicker their eyes in your direction, it’s obvious that you did but they still want to see how this plays out. 

“Why? Are you jealous, Ran Ran?” You match his playfulness with a seductive smile, Kakucho frowns when he sees you flirting back. He doesn’t like it when you do that, especially when you smile like that. It should only be for him. 

“Always.” Ran gives you a flirty wink, “My bed is so cold without you. Come over to warm it up sometime.” Kakucho hands ball into fists. He is close to wanting to punch Ran, not like how you are flirting in front of him.

“You’re always welcome in my bed too.” Rin joins in the little fun, you let out that cute giggle of yours that Kakucho loves but not when it’s towards someone else. 

“If you want me, you need to come and claim me darling.” Your seductive smile didn’t falter, upsetting Kakucho even more. Why are you going along with them? 

“Oh?” Sanzu arches one of his eyebrows, “Is that what Kakucho did? How is he in bed?” He boldly asks you in front of everyone, Kakucho’s cheeks are heated. “From what I can tell,” Sanzu’s droopy eyes land on Kakucho, “it doesn’t seem like he can tame a brat like you.” Kakucho’s eyes glowered at him. “I mean if it were me,” He tilts his head to the side with a sadistic smile, “you’d be collared and I’ll show everyone what an obedient pet you are.” 

“Is that right?” Your eyes challenge his statement, “You think you can handle a brat like me?” Kakucho’s fists clench tighter, imagining the Haitani brothers and Sanzu claiming you. This does not sit well with him.

“Come to my office after this meeting and I will gladly show you.” Sanzu’s smirk.

“Why wait until after the meeting? Don’t you want to show everyone what an obedient pet I am-” Kakucho abruptly stands up and everyone stares at him, bewildered. Nobody gets to call you their pet, except for him. He grabs your wrist, yanks you out of your seat, and drags you out. “Ah! Kaku-” He faces you with a dominating expression you never saw on him before.

“Shut. Up.” Your eyes widen in surprise and immediately close your mouth. Everyone is surprised to see this side of Kakucho. He stares at everyone else down with a glare, “We’ll be back later.” He pulls your wrist and takes you out of the conference room. 

“Um… is it alright for them to leave?” Mochi asks this puzzling question. Everyone looks at Mikey, who is eating his taiyaki. 

“He needs to tame her.” Mikey glances over the rest of them, “Commence the meeting.” The rest of the executives are jealous of Kakucho who is excused to teach you a lesson.

The car ride is silent, deathly silent. Normally, it’s a comfortable silence. But this, you are afraid to look at him. You can feel how pissed he is. Kakucho has never been this mad at you, actually scratch that… he’s barely ever mad at you. He parks in front of his place, you open your own car door for once and step out. He walks ahead of you which is completely out of the norm and you follow him behind. The elevator ride is also silent, he wouldn’t meet your eyes. 

Closing the front door behind you, you expect him to say something but instead, he walks into the kitchen leaving you alone. You hear him rummaging through the kitchen drawers. Hesitantly, you call after him. “Kakucho?” He ignores you and continues doing his own task. In several minutes, he steps out with his belt in his hand. That’s strange. 

He approaches you with an unreadable expression. “Kakucho, what-” He grabs you by the jaw, pulling you towards him. Your eyes go wide, yelping at the sudden force.  This is not like the Kakucho who has always been a gentleman.

“Strip.” He demands, pushing you away. You stumble back, still shocked but you do as you're told. You don’t want to upset him even more. Plus, this is getting interesting… His hungry eyes watch you strip naked in front of him. When you’re finally bare, Kakucho wraps his belt around your neck, sticking the prong into a new hole he must have made in the kitchen. He tugs on his new makeshift collar and leash, making sure it isn’t too tight. “How does this feel?” His voice is monotone but stares at you sternly.

“I can still breathe.” He nods in approval.

“Then get down on all fours.” Your eyes gape in surprise.

“Wh-what?” Kakucho pulls the belt to bring you closer to his face.

“I said. Get down on all fours.” Your legs shake, but this is kinda exciting to see this side of him. You did as he told you, looking up to see what he wants you to do next. “Take off my pants.” You use your hands to unbutton his pants but he slaps your hand. “Use your mouth. Since that’s all you’re good for.” You know you shouldn’t get turned on by his degradation but you can feel your pussy throb. You did your best to use your mouth to unzip and unbutton but you are not able to do it. “Useless. Can’t do anything by yourself.” He unbuttons his pants then pulls out his semi hard cock and dangles in front of your face. You stare at the pre cum leaking from his tip. “Do I have to tell you everything? You know what to do.” Kakucho pulls on his belt and you gasp.

You lean forward to lick a long stride from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock. You twirl your tongue around his head, teasing him and he pulls on the belt again.

“Fuck, stop teasing me, bitch. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” You did what he told and he shoves his cock down your throat. You feel him in the back of your throat and you gag. “Relax your throat and breathe through your nose.” You follow his instructions, able to breathe normally but not for long. He roughly fucks your throat as if you are his personal fleshlight. Your tears are run down your face and spit is dripping down your neck. You moan and gag every time he goes too deep. “Fuck this is what your mouth is good for. Being stuffed with my cock.” Your pussy is dripping down to your thighs.

He tugs the belt to pull you closer to have your nose touch his abdomen and he spills his cum directly down your throat while groaning. Forcing you to swallow every drop. His cock stops pulsating inside your mouth and he pulls out. You try to catch your breath, your jaw is sore and your lips are swollen from the rough treatment. Not that you’re complaining. Kakucho pulls the belt to have you stand up and he messily makes out with you. His tongue invades your mouth, dominating your tongue. He breaks the kiss, spit connecting both your lips.

“Crawl over to the couch and bend over on the arm.” You get down on your hands and knees and crawl towards his couch with him following you. Then you pull yourself up and bend over on the arm of the couch. Kakucho removes the rest of his clothing and stroking his cock.“Spread your ass cheeks.” Your cheeks go red with embarrassment. Kakucho spanks your ass, “Spread them.” His stern voice commands you, you shyly spread your ass cheek. He leans down, feeling him inspecting your pussy and he blows air making your pussy clench at nothing. “Pathetic hole.” Kakucho drags his cock up and down on your wet slit before ramming it hard against your cervix. 

“AH!” You cry out. He punishes your pussy and tugs the belt, making your back arch. The couch squeaks, your tits bounce, your pussy is making wet lewd sounds and you hear Kakucho’s breathy moans. He lifts your leg up, forcing you to let go of your ass cheeks and fucks you even deeper. “Ah, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Kaku-” He yanks the belt harshly and it cuts off your moans.

“Master.” Kakucho corrects you while continuing to brutally thrust into your cunt. You can’t hold out much longer and you feel you are about to burst.

“Ma-Master! ‘M gonna cum. Need to cum!” 

“Beg your master.” 

“Please, please, please please! Let me cum!” Your tears are dripping from holding out your pleasure. Kakucho dips his hand down to rub your clit and you squeal.

“Cum.” You release the knot in your stomach, squirting clear liquid on the arm of the couch and the floor and your eyes roll back. This is the first time you squirt and you are in bliss. Once you are down from your high, Kakucho tugs his belt, “We’re not done yet.” He drags you around the couch and he sits down on the cushion. “Fuck yourself on this cock like the stupid pet you are.” 

Your jelly legs straddle over him, you hold his cock to sink down on it. And holy fuck, he’s fucking deep. Too deep. Making you feel full. Kakucho slaps your ass with a cold look in his eyes, telling you to move. You bounce on his cock, feeling every inch of his length and girth. Kakucho harshly sucks on your bouncing tits, biting them and marking them. Your legs are growing weak, you resort to grinding and feeling his cock move inside of you. 

“Tired already? What a dumb pet.” His cold words spat, but it didn’t register you since you are dumbed out. Kakucho holds your hips and fucks into you, making you moan and scream in pleasure.

“Master! I-I need’a cum! Please lemme cum!” Feeling another orgasm building up. 

“Do it. I’m going to cum inside this pathetic hole.” Your pussy squeezes his cock so hard, it nearly pushes him out but he prevents it. The moment he bites hard on your neck, clear liquid gushes out, wetting his cock and abdomen. He continues to fuck into your wet pussy, feeling close to ejaculation. You whine from overstimulation, your clit is too sensitive. He lets out a deep sexy moan and thick ropes of cum shoots inside your gummy walls. Kakucho holds you tightly, not wanting any drop of cum to spill out. 

You both try to catch your breaths, sweat dripping from your bodies. Kakucho notices his markings on your tits are bluish purple and he softly caresses around it.

“Did this hurt?” His voice is now back to a gentle tone.

“It stings a little but I’m alright. That was a lot of fun.” You reassure him with a blissful expression, Kakucho carefully removes the belt around your neck. There is a slight marking around your neck, he winces a little for manhandling you. He lifts you up and carries you to his bedroom. He cautiously lays you on his comfortable bed and cuddles you from behind. His strong arms wrap you in a tight but a safe space for you. 

“I’m sorry for hurting you.” Kakucho’s eyes see a dark hickey forming on your shoulder too and lightly kisses it. “I got jealous, I didn’t like it when you or the Haitani brothers or Sanzu flirt. I know it’s selfish of me because we’re not officially together-”

You turn your face and kiss him deeply, in hopes to wash away his jealousy. “You are the only one I want.” You turn your body back around to face him completely. “Don’t ever be jealous of them because they will never have me.” You kiss him passionately, Kakucho runs his rough fingers through your disarray hair.

“Please… let me stay by your side no matter what.” Leans his forehead against yours.

“Don’t ever leave my side.”  

“Never, my love.” You share another passionate kiss, feeling each other’s unspoken love. 

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Hey! Could I have prompt 4 with Cyno x reader pls? thx :3

Life After You

notes: this work is part of my 3k followers event! check out my pinned post for the event masterlist and further info. I also sincerely apologize to the people who requested first for doing these out of order but I gotta write what I'm inspired to atm or else I'll never get started. Also once again, feel free to check out my genshin discord :3

prompt: all that I'm after is a life full of laughter as long as I'm laughing with you, and I'm thinking that all that still matters is love ever after, after the life we've been through; 'cause I know there's no life after you

song these lyrics are from: life after you [daughtry]

contains: cyno x reader, fluff

warnings: none

"Two Shawarma Wraps please!", you smiled at Lambad as you paid for the food you had ordered. It wasn't hard to notice your good mood. After all, you had enough reason to smile, given that the man you loved was coming home from work earlier today and had promised to spend the rest of his day with his beloved. So since you still had some time to spare until Cyno would return, you had decided to get lunch for the two of you to surprise him.

It was a beautiful day, however, if you were honest, you didn't have any plans to leave the house again before the sun set. You were looking forward to just spend a day alone with Cyno, away from the prying eyes who recognized him as the General Mahamatra.

Just as you were fumbling with your keys at the entrance to the house you lived in, you felt two arms wrapping around your waist and a soft kiss on the back of your neck before Cyno nuzzled his face into your neck. "Ah, there you are already", you chuckled and turned around to properly greet your boyfriend with a kiss. "I missed you", Cyno said softly and kissed your cheek gently multiple times. You held up the packaged Shawarma Wraps. "I got us food", you exclaimed triumphantly. Cyno kissed your forehead and held up a finger. "Thank you, love. I got you something too", he seemed more excited than usual and started searching for something in his backpack.

He handed you a book. "It's the newest Genius Invokation TCG novel", he tried to say this calmly but you could see how he was internally ready to jump up and down like a teenage girl who had just gotten a text back from her crush, "they changed back to the original author so now there won't be any controversies regarding the main character fighting with a card that was never even in the game." You had heard him rant about this part of the story multiple times. He was always a little conflicted whether it was still within the rules of the game or not.

Cyno had introduced you to Genius Invokation TCG and he made it sound so interesting, that you agreed to read all the novels he was ready to lend to you and he had taught you how to play the game yourself. Now it was one of your favorite shared activities to engage in.

You remembered how Cyno had asked you for genuine feedback on whether you found his jokes funny. Knowing that he valued honesty, you told him that they weren't always funny, but that you still loved them and they still always lightened your mood. They made you at least chuckle most of the time, not because they were hilarious, but because telling unfunny jokes was so unapologetically Cyno that you couldn't help but feel happiness. You loved the man with all your heart, after all. You always encouraged him to keep making jokes, so he could never be mad that you didn't find them funny quite frequently.

You had followed up your statement with telling Cyno that you also just really enjoyed his voice. "A lot of your jokes sound more like you're telling a story", you remarked, "and quite frankly, you'd be a fantastic storyteller. I'd listen to you read the entire Genius Invokation TCG novel. Hell, I'd listen to you read me an overly specific instruction manual." Cyno had taken that a little too serious. Or rather, he saw this statement as a wonderful opportunity to tease you.

You had recently bought a very simple kitchen shelf that was built together in less than 15 minutes. Nevertheless, the instruction manual was overly complicated, written in 5 different languages and had 20 pages. And Cyno was determined to read all of them to you. You were sitting on the couch, trying to write while Cyno was reading the very detailed description of the process for building a small kitchen shelf. "Cyno, I'm trying to write Tighnari a birthday card, you're distracting me", you pouted as he leaned closer and whispered in your ear with a very serious voice. "Turn the screwdriver 20 times counter-clockwise-", was all he got out before you softly hit his face with a pillow but couldn't help but laugh. "You're impossible", you shook your head seeing that Cyno was laughing too. "Make sure that the board is fixed within the shelf frame before moving on to the next one...."

"Shut up", you grabbed his shoulders and shook him a little, "please...."

You chuckled before continuing with the birthday card. Cyno did fall silent. Instead he was now trailing kisses down your neck and then guided your chin so you'd face him. He kissed you passionately, pulling you into his lap. After the kiss you rolled your eyes at him. "Now I wrote 'I got you this Inazuma from flower. Happy Birth, Tighnari!'", you chucked another pillow at him, "look at what you've done. We're writing a new card and this time you'll be the one writing." "Fine by me", Cyno gave in and let out a soft chuckle before picking up the instruction manual again so you'd shut him up with another kiss. Cyno suggested you could simply add a joke to the card to distract from the mistakes you had made. "I would, but Tighnari would probably strangle both of us."

This was a side of him only you got to see and you felt blessed everytime he showed it to you, even though he was a tease sometimes. But this was how he had promised to read the new Genius Invokation TCG novel with you once it came out. You were looking forward to listening to his soothing voice and being snuggled up to his chest while listening to the story. You were just as excited about discussing the lore and story with him afterwards, coming up with theories for the next edition, which Cyno always loved to hear.

"What are you thinking about?", Cyno asked curiously, snapping you out of your memories as you opened the door. "Just remembered that time you read an instruction manual to me", you snickered. "I can do that again", he gave you a wink as you walked up the stairs.

After a moment of silence, Cyno raised his voice again. "I don't trust stairs. They're always up to something", he was already anticipating your reaction before you laughed at his joke. "Okay that one was actually good", you rewarded him with a kiss before entering your flat with him. "I got a laugh out of you! Win for me!", he proudly exclaimed as you put the Shawarma Wraps on the kitchen counter.

"The food smells amazing", Cyno remarked. "I know right?", you grinned and gave him fingerguns, "it's a meal you simply can't Cyno to." He stared at you for a second before the punchline dawned on him. "You get it, what makes this joke funny is a wordplay of the words 'say no' and your name-", you explained. Cyno was basically wheezing at this point. You grinned, imagining the reactions of the other matra if they saw him like this. "God, I love you", Cyno whispered and pulled you close, kissing you once again. He even let out another chuckle as he was kissing you. You buried a hand in his hair and wrapped the other around his waist, beginning to gently draw circles onto his back with your fingertips which made Cyno sigh into the kiss and melt into your embrace. His tongue circled around yours and his hand held your cheek as he poured all the love he felt for you into his kiss.

You parted from him with a smile on your face. "Cyno, the- mmph", your words were cut off by Cyno once again pressing his lips to yours. You kissed him back for half a minute before pushing him away gently. "The food is going to get cold", you chuckled, "man that joke really landed, huh?" "The archons blessed me with such a wonderful significant other with a fantastic sense of humor", he linked his fingers with yours on the kitchen table as you were getting ready to have lunch. "I'm sure plenty of people would disagree with that, Cyno", you laughed before enjoying your Shawarma Wrap with him in silence.

The first time Cyno heard you make a dad joke was probably the moment he fell for you. It was your very first Genius Invokation TCG game night with Tighnari, Cyno and Kaveh and the four of you had dinner together before playing the game. Tighnari had talked about how legends said, that sometimes due to the Dendro Archons power, when someone in Sumeru was suffering, the forest would be there to comfort them. "The plants in the Apam Woods have actually been shown to respond to their surroundings, including the emotions of peop- y/n what are you laughing about?", Tighnari raised his eyebrows at you snickering across the table, "what's so funny?"

It took you a while to catch your breath before you whispered under your breath: "Oh my god....they photosympathize...."

It was the first time you heard Cyno laugh. Not a polite chuckle, like he usually let out when he was amused, but the General Mahamatra straight up snorted and started wheezing next to you while Tighnari was shaking his head in disappointment. "Out. Both of you. Get out of my house", Tighnari joked and buried his head in his hands. But you hardly registered that, as you were too busy staring at the man next to you, noticing how his laugh was the most beautiful sound you had ever heard. Feeling the urge to make him smile everytime you saw him. Up until now, none of that had ever faded. Your love for him only grew with every day you spent with him.

"I love you so much", you told him and put your hand over his after you had finished your Shawarma Wrap. "There's Tahini sauce all over your hands", Cyno commented dryly pulling his hand away to wash it. "It was a gift", you mused and followed him. "Wonderful. I feel so blessed", he replied sarcastically, pulling you back into his arms after you had washed the sauce off your own hands.

You cupped his face with one hand and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?", you smiled at him. "You tell me everyday", he reminded you, but it was evident that it still made him a little flustered, "I believe we have a novel to read." He got a big blanket from the drawer and wrapped it around the two of you as you were sitting on the couch and you were leaning against his chest, closing your eyes as his fingers gently ran up and down your back.

Cyno began reading the new Genius Invokation TCG novel to you and you loved how soft his voice sounded. Occasionally, you would interrupt to discuss several important plot points and express your feelings about the story.

"I can't believe they just killed this character off that early in the story", Cyno was baffled. "I'm an emotional mess", you hid your face in Cyno's neck and he gave you a headpat. "Shh, I'm sure they'll avenge him. Also there's still a chance he might come back with the super rare revival card."

You got through about a quarter of the novel before tiredness settled in and Cyno noticed you slowly falling asleep in his arms. He put the book down and wrapped both of his arms around you, pressing multiple gentle kisses to your forehead. Well, he thought to himself, we can always continue reading the novel some other time.

After all, you had a whole life to share.

[iluvpjo]

Request Rulez !!

Atm I’m only writing for like Luke Castellan, Charlie Bushnell, and the gods !! (Also I’m only an x reader kinda girly Soz guys)

What to include: which character? What’s the like story line or prompt if you have one? Is there anything special abt Luke or the reader (ex. Like Aphrodite reader, etc..), and pronouns n what like private parts the reader should have pls ^^

WHAT ILL WRITE!!!

Smut, non smut stuff, angst (with a happy ending), fluff, etc..

Kink stuff I’ll write: basically anything except for what I won’t write 👇

WHAT I WONT WRITE!!!

Angst (with no happy ending), Smut for underage characters or ppl cuz that’s um weird, I also won’t write character x character bc um I simply don’t wanna, I also don’t rlly wanna write like song fics unless I yk specifically want to 😭

Kinks I won’t write: scat or anything like that, ummm I actually don’t know what else to put here 😬 I guess if I get a request w smth I won’t write then I’ll add it here

(Edit: I edited my ask thingy so now ppl can send reqs anonymously 😭 sorry guys)

That’s all for now! Don’t be afraid to ask if I’ll write for smth ^^ most kinks r ok w me since I can’t Um remember what to put above 👆

[g-xix]

THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME KNOW, TOO SV5 NONNIE!!!!! Lmk how you've been too bc just the other day asw i was thinking it's been so long since i last talked to you :(

HIHI GRACIE <3

i got logged out of my account for a while so i haven’t actually been able to chat w u, even tho i wanted to :’(

i’ve travelled back to my school unfortunately, and even though my exams are up, my history and law teachers decided to just give us more tests. i’m currently studying for those, but last week i’m telling u some demon must’ve possessed me or some shit bc omd it felt like i had the worst sickness known to man. i’m somewhat better now though, but i’m behind on a lot of my school work, so i won’t be very active these next days/weeks unfortunately 😓 i’ll still check up on u tho !!

also a little f1 rant while i’m already here, it’s only 17 more days till it starts again !! i’m soosososo excited !! did u see the news about lewis going to ferrari? he’s my fav on the current grid, so I’m not really sure how i feel about it. i mean, mercedes hasn’t been treating him as well recently, and they’ve also dropped on their production and car developing. but at the same time, ferrari? nando and seb could both tell u what a horrible idea that is, lewis. i really want him to get his 8th before he retires, but i’m scared he won’t 🙁

anywho !!! what about u ?? how have you been ?? i’ve missed chatting w u, even though i read all of your posts 😁 anything interesting at school or any upcoming projects for us readers u can tell us abt? 👀

Awhhwhwhhh why'd u log out? To cheat on me w an alt or j to recentre your life? respectfully hoping it's the latter

And no litr, everyone ik is really quite sick atm so I'm hoping you get back to good health very very soon because from what I've seen this cold-covid-RAT looks absolutely awful to have. Take care of yo goofy ahh sv5 nonnie, eat your vitamins n minerals and keep healthy

And what's "it"? Like, THE f1? And is F1 like football, like yk, are there European races or is it just worldwide? And are there qualifiers + how do they decide which countries race?

Wait nvm im a fucking idiot i j realised the teams that race are car brands/teams not countries 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ Dear God I'm sorry for wasting anyone's time by making u read that, that is honestly embarrassing behaviour on my behalf.

But yeah! My mum said smth ab Hamilton being a driver for Ferarri atm (kinda flew over my head bc i dont rmbr who he drove for initially). And oh, mercedes have been neglecting him? That's good that Lewis is out and into a team that'll treat him better and help him win too.

And 8th what? 8th like, win? If so i hope that too. Well, i don't really know what I hope. All I know is that Stroll is hot and apparently looks as though he's been "freshly fucked into a mattress" (idk i posted a pic ab him and the reblogs still haunt me to this day), Seb's got a nice family and bread baking hobby, fans want to fuck Oscar, Lando and Max, and the rest are a little bit foreign to me

Isn't there a movie coming out (maybe out now tbf) about a racer that was a video game neek but got recruited by Ferrari or another big racing group? Do lmk the name + whether you've seen it + whether it's out + who it's acc based on bc it looks super super super interesting imo

And YAYAYAY nice to see you've still been watching (even if silently)

I'm doing well ty, I've decided it's time to get outta seasonal depression n kickstart loving life again.

I've got a scholar's exam coming up which is gna be hard to get so everyone manifest or pray for me pls, either works...

And in terms of projects, currently I'm doing s'more HC's (AMP eating out and another genre), ATV fluff, ATV threesome oneshot, and a Kinktober-core smut for ChrisMD!!!

Stay in touch SV5 nonnie, it's always acc bare cute talking to u

PEACE N LOVE!!!!

[fbfh]

hiya!! i rlly love ur writing especially your lovesick eddie content! i noticed u haven’t been writing for him as much lately so i was wondering if you’re still writing for him could we get some lovesick eddie fluff? pls don’t feel pressured to write anything tho!!! ♥️♥️♥️

thank you so much babes!!!!! <333 I'm pretty much constantly cycling through the same hyperfixations I keep adding to like a really big luggage carousel so even if I'm not writing for someone atm I probably will be soon lol

Eddie notices when you start to fall for him. he notices the transition as the tangible distance you always keep between you, something he never pushes or tries to overstep, starts to grow smaller and softer. you're okay if your arms brush a little as you walk now, or if you can feel each other's body heat for a moment while he opens your door. it makes him giddy. it makes him fucking giddy because it feels like you're starting to trust him. he never thought you just see him the way everyone else does, but this is proof of that. this is proof that you're okay being close to him. and with how long you've had his full attention (which is a very long time) he knows that's not something that happens easily at all for you. even when you were dating that guy from the basketball team, Eddie could see the way you'd tense up slightly when he got too close, invaded your personal space. he never understood why he did that. was he just trying to make you get closer to him without having to do any of the work? could he not even pick up on your cues, your body language? it just didn't make sense. if you really care about someone, you should pay attention to things like that. which Eddie always does. it's something that didn't go unnoticed by you, even if a lot of it was subliminal. it was almost strange how he never pushed you, never tried to get closer, never seemed to even consider pursuing you like an animal the way every other guy you've ever met has tried to, at least a little. you can't lie, this realization sunk in hard. it's not just a guy thing like all your friends always say it is, it's not a sign that they like you, it's exactly what you thought it was. they're motivated by the wrong thing, and don't care about your comfort or boundaries. but Eddie does. Eddie prioritizes your comfort, he never tries to make a move on you unless you instigate it. he only started holding your hand, gazing at the spot on your knuckles where he longs to press a kiss after one night a while ago, when you'd grabbed his hand, squeezing it in a thanks. the way he holds your hand is so tender, so gentle that you know if you pulled away, he wouldn't try again. you don't admit to yourself how truly sad you'd be if he stopped, so instead, you always wait for him to let go first. after so long of Eddie being so loudly, publicly and obviously in love with you, not as a stunt or a gimick, but just as a form of self expression, you realized that this is it. he's not going to push for anything, not going to try and win you over like an easily tricked child. he's laid his heart on the table, and he's leaving it there for you if you want it. you won't be able to put it into words for a while, but all of this is what makes you really start to fall for him. it's also what compells you to make him dizzy, make his head spin when finally pull him into a tight hug one night after he walks you to his car.