#i dont have much motivation to finish anything lately but i liked how this turned out

[p1x1x]

[starvity]

hi! i love your writing, im so shocked to find someone with the same ults as me ^ i was hoping you could maybe write a protective gunwook scenario? the idea of him always thinking he needs to protect you from others (even when he is a little scared himself,) is rlly heart wrenching.

like !;!!,!,! imagine him pulling you behind him slightly with a serious voice but you can feel him shaking a bit. 🥹 hes too precious rlly we dont deserve him.

— ☆ follow your steps

gn!reader x zb1 gunwook

genre: angst, student!au, fluff?, gunwook and you as the popular class presidents // warnings: bullying, blood, violence, jealousy

author’s note: i was originally going for a happy ending because angst makes me feel so bad but no i like to make us (yes, myself included...) suffer today :D (you'll be fine) also omg ult twins!!!! you’ve got insane taste btw hehe <3 (★ω★)/ [requested♡]

gunwook and you were two of the most popular students in the entire school. you two being the two class presidents, you can often be seen together to work on projects or just share ideas on future plans to improve your lifestyle. it had started with a pure academic motive. meeting up after classes at the library to talk about the recent complains from the students and how you could find a solution to those. after a few weeks though, you found it less and less of a burden to stay late at school and, if you dare to say, you were excited to do your duty as a model student simply and solely to spend some time with gunwook.

and the other students were quick to catch up that maybe you two had become much closer than expected and let's say people were not very happy about it. you were aware of how popular you were just by counting how many love letters would be squished in your locker on valentine's day and how many students would wait for gunwook to clean the classroom until sometimes 5 or 6 to hand them a cheap snack and hearing a few words from him, a simple hello and thank you. and you hated how that popularity made all your relationships feel fake and forced. but when you were with gunwook, everything felt so light and casual. for the very first time, you felt like you didn't need to keep a facade and felt like you could finally be yourself.

gunwook was already waiting for you at the quiet and empty library as he had finished his classes earlier than you. he took the chance to grab a drink for both of you, thinking that it could maybe cheer you up after this long day. gunwook noticed that you still hadn't arrived after 20 minutes and assumed that you were probably talking to your teacher or helping your friends with their assignments like you usually do. therefore, he starts working, his glasses resting on the tip of his nose, almost sliding off. his chin was placed on the palm of his hand, his index occasionally taping his upper lip and his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. almost 45 minutes since your class ended and you still were nowhere to be seen. the boy starts to get worried and he goes looking for you, considering that a walk around the school would also empty his mind a bit.

"i already told you we are just friends, nothing else" you state firmly, glaring at the group of students circling you. the girl in front of you, who seemed to be the "leader" of the crowd steps on your foot, lasers shooting through her eyes. you wince in pain but keep your composure and replies calmly "have you maybe considered that your terrible attitude might be the reason gunwook doesn't want to have anything to do with you, with all of you guys? he wouldn't even befriend and even less date any of you guys." you suddenly feel a boy grab your hair from your right while another person twists your arm from your left. despite the pain you keep your head up, smirking at her while some blood from the punches received earlier was staining your lips "and what if we were more than that?" her eyes turn dark and you know you're about to receive either a slap or a punch, or worse, in the next 5 seconds.

but those 5 seconds were enough for gunwook to find you and quickly stand between you two. he takes a glance at you from over his shoulder and his heart aches seeing the state they left you in. he orders them to leave you alone with a shaky voice but the only response is a couple of chuckles. all of a sudden, the crowd takes a few steps ahead, slowly closing the gap between you. gunwook takes your hand in his, he was trembling and he could barely murmur a sorry with the tears building in his eyes. and the boy had never felt so much shame and disappointment in himself before this moment when he understood that he won't be able to protect you this time.

[scarlet-ancunin]

Hiii I saw requests were opened for doctor ian Wright so can I ask for reader pulling ian away from his work bc they are stressing over it, to try and relax them reader puts music on and starts slow dancing with them. Idk something cute between the two

sureee but imma add another Anon request here because it just matches the whole motive of Ian being adorable and looking to be stubborn as well I hope you both like it ^^

Other Anon: Hi, first of all, I LOVE YOUR WORKS! Now, can you please write a sick character (Ian) + comfort? Thanks🤓

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I Told You Not To Overdo IT

it was another day in the private military operations section and you got a call from Addison at 3 in the afternoon. "Hello? oh, hey Addison it's been a while, I'm doing great I just finished a meeting with the company's management team."

you were a Chief Executive Officer for a well-known technology company people would do trades and services with your company because you help them with any flaws or improve on them. Recently Magic made friends with this company picking you and five more people to help with anything needed for the quantum leap project. the deal was how you met Ian Wright and that was how you both fell in love with each other.

which is why Addison was calling you now. Because you both would help each other when one is not doing so well. it would seem your love was the one that needed some attention.

"Oh im sorry it just....Well Ian has been stressed out lately and this seems to be taking a toll on how they act."

You was about to ask how do you mean until you hear Ian complaining to a worker that they can't do anything without them fixing it "give me an hour" you said already driving to your home to change.

Wasn't long before you made it to the facility and saw Ian typing away on a laptop their friends far away and watching how You manage to calm the geeky beast.

"Ian, my love come on" you said sternly. They turned to speak up but seeing it was you they sighed knowing what was about to happen "I'm fine. I dont know why they called you" they said turning to type once more until you rolled their chair away.

"Listen stressing out wont help you think and your going to make yourself sick by doing this and not considering your needs. Not to mention your being rude so come on or i won't play with your hair"

They look at you before taking their glasses off sighing "fine"

Once home their favorite music was playing and you grin seeing them sighing visibly seeing them relax being home.

You took their hand and danced with them in the living room giggling with them and kissing them softly on the lips wrapping your arms around their neck "see relaxing isn't so bad love besides I love you and i dont like seeing you stressed out" you gave them a cute pout and they lean close kissing you deeply.

"I'll try to do better y/n"

Their better was much worse because you was in the middle of getting ready to cook when you got a text message from Magic which was rare.

Magic: "Did Ian tell you they was sick?"

Y/n: "No Ian looked fine for the past week" you realized that was why they wasn't home when you woke up they left before you can notice they look like crap.

your phone buzzed with another message from Magic. "I found them having a coughing fit and Addison said she had to catch them because they stumbled slightly."

You sigh frowning before getting a message from Jenn with a picture of Ian head down on their desk. You pout and rushed to the facility.

They worked instead of taking care of themselves. "Dammit Ian why do you do this to yourself." You said while driving there.

Once there you came in time to hear Magic telling Ian to take some time off.

"No i don't need to, I'll be fine i just need to figure this out quickly so we can get Ziggy working properly" they said sounding adorable trying to make a point sounding congested.

"Ian do what Magic says please.." you said walking and shaking Magic's hand before pouting at them. "Your going to rest i don't want to hear it, you scolded me for working while i was sick so now im going to do the same" with that you take their hand and walk away with them before looking back

"They will be in by Friday" eveyone could hear Ian complaining the whole way out.

Once home Ian was asleep on the couch while you made them soup. You came back to the living room seeing Ian asleep still. "Honey? Wake up i made some soup"

All that was heard was a pitiful moan and a soft okay. They sat up hair messy and heavy eyes as they leaned against your touch feeling the coolness of you hand.

After they ate and was sentenced to hed rest Ian felt you kiss their lips.

Their eyes shoot open "hey what are you doing i could get you sick"

You giggle lightly holding them closer "well that means you can take care of me and relax" you pointed out which they shake their head.

"And you tell me not to overdo it."

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[axesilly]

i cant afford therapy so im going to talk about my troubles on here because i dont know what else to do 👍 i dont know if this will reach anyone but it might make me feel better. sorry if its a bit lengthy, ive had these feelings for a while

for the sake of anonymity and my own safety i will not be mentioning any names of people, towns, or schools :]

so im in college, im an art major. im from a small town with nothing to do except go to a mall the next town over and im going to college in another small town 5 hours away from home. this small town also has jack shit to do unless you drive 45 minute to an hour away. im currently in my spring semester of my freshman year and i have gotten so absolutely mentally and physically drained since i got a fast food job. i got a job making pizzas at yknow one of those big chain corporations pizza places, and the store i work at has only been open a few months. its absolutely chaotic and no one knows how to do anything except a few select people. my boss, the general manager, also doesnt know how to do anything because its his first time doing something like this. one of the other managers also only works there because hes friends with the general manager and he is not the greatest person, as he tends to sexually harrass the staff including a friend i made there. now ive already put in my two weeks last saturday, but that doesnt take away from how drained this job has made me.

Since the spring semester started ive been constantly piled with work (one week i was scheduled 6 days in a row when i had a big project to work on, i had a breakdown at work to my general manager), writing assignments, and project after project. (not even kidding my drawing professor gives us a new project the same day we turn one in) in my senior year of high school i loved fine arts and i believed that i wanted to follow in my art teachers footsteps and pursue my love of art and make art for my career. and while i do still love fine arts and making art, i just cannot do this constantly. since just before my spring break i started not going to my classes as consistently and i swore to myself i would start going again after the break. well that break just made it worse it seems because everything has just gone more and more downhill. i have still been missing classes because some days its difficult to get out of bed and i do not have the motivation to go to class just to sit there and not be able to pay attention for an hour/hour and a half. im behind on a project for one of my classes because i havent gone since ive been back from spring break (two weeks). i have an exam for one of my classes soon and im not even close to prepared. i had a 3 page essay due last night i started but havent finished (luckily i can turn it in a little late). it may sound lazy but these are my real struggles with my mental health. i feel trapped here. i do have a license and a car, i do have transportation so i can go places, but its such an old car it has so many problems (one which has arisen recently being if i stop somewhere and turn my car off, it wont crank back up immediately and i have to wait 10-15 minutes, and once it is on i have to revv it to make sure it stays on). so because of car problems and currently living in a small town im frustrated because it feels like i cant go anywhere to do anything fun. i feel trapped in my dorm and in my mind.

now comes the college problem. the college i go to currently is a nice school, i get 8 meals a week on my meal plan included in my tuition. theres several places to choose from the eat at, theres a gym, free health exams i think. but its driving me insane seeing the same old brick buildings every damn day. i currently dont have a roommate so im in a dorm by myself which probably contributes to this feeling of lonliness. i dont really have many friends, i had more last semester but they did not keep in touch. i do have one friend that i appreciate very much and she always worries and wants to help when she sees im upset. shes a real one. but seeing the same things, learning about the same repetitive lessons every single day, has driven me insane. my art history class has been the same topics since the start of the semester, its all been about works of art pertaining to jesus, and mary, and god and the angel telling mary shes pregnant and marys purity and this symbolizing that and i understand why its important to learn about these works of art and how they have shaped art today, but i cannot stand hearing the same things over and over. im not a christian, and i dont believe theres anything wrong with christianity as long as youre not hurting anyone with your beliefs, but these topics are so repetitive ever class i have. the semesters almost over and we havent even gotten to modern art yet, and in my opinion thats what truly matters to learn about because thats what we as artists would need to look at to have a reference for how we should make our art right? art is about expressing yourself and we need to see how others making art in the modern era are expressing themselves as well. and on the topic of expressing ourselves, my drawing class, every single project, my professor has us stick to such strict criteria. one of my projects my professor actually really liked, i liked, but she took points off because i had my girlfriends name written very small where you could barely even see, because we were not supposed to have any text. i feel like i cannot even be creative and truly express myself with these projects. i dont feel like i have any real freedom with them. i love fine arts and i love making art, but not when its like this. i want to be able to make my own art that actually expresses my feelings, not someone elses criteria. because of all of this my grades have been rapidly dropping.

now i have already made the decision weeks ago that i will not be returning to this school in the next fall semester. i discussed this with my mom already as she does the majority of my paperwork and things for this stuff. she wants me to transfer to a college closer to home so i can atleast get a general studies degree. but thats not what i want to do either. she told me not to flunk my classes this semester because that will make it difficult to transfer me to another school, but how do you expect me to get good grades when i constantly feel like im in hell in my mind. i mentioned wanting to maybe take a gap year, she doesnt want me to do that. school is horrible for my mental health like this, i dont understand why society thinks we should just have everything we want to do with the rest of our life figured out immediately out of high school. well i dont. and i dont want to stay in college immediately out of high school. i want to go live my life! me and my girlfriend are long distance (we have met in person several times and shes actually coming to visit me this month, but just seeing each other for a week at a time is not enough) and i really want to go live with her! i want to enjoy living and living with the person i love more than life itself! i currently dont feel like i can do that here or back home. i want to move somewhere else with my girlfriend so we can both be happy and love life. i want to move out of state to a slightly bigger city, nothing crazy like new york or atlanta, but just somewhere bigger than a small town with nothing to do whatsoever. i do have a place in mind but im not going to say where. and when i move, after a year i can qualify for in state tuition and pursue something that makes me happier. ive always loved animals and marine animals so i was thinking i could major in zoology and marine biology and work at an aquarium or something while im working on my degree. and i dont fully know how the paperwork and things work for transferring and such, especially after a break, so i could be in the wrong, but is it really wrong for wanting the best for myself?

and to be honest with myself i know exactly why im in college and its not to get a degree. i was raised constantly being compared to my siblings. my brother is trans (which my parents are very obviously not too fond of) dropped out of college and joined the military. my sister dropped out of college after a semester, got married to a horrible man who she just recently divorced after having two children with him. and being compared to them all my life, especially to my brother, made me want to be better than them. i wanted to be the one, as the youngest, to be the first one to get through college immediately, all four years, no problem. but its just too much for me. and dropping out, moving away, im terrified. im terrified that my parents will be disappointed in me. im terrified of that face my mother makes, that tone of voice, when shes disappointed in me for something. im terrified of getting lectured and told why everything i want is wrong. its irrational. and im terified if i move away i wont have her support anymore. i wont have her to lean on when i need help with something. i was never taught where to go or how to do stuff for applying to colleges and transferring. i barely know how to do my taxes.

now i really dont know what this article-like rant of a tumblr post is gonna do. i know i dont really have a following and i dont really post on here. but i just thought itd make me feel better to collect my thoughts and put them all together like this. so far the only people concerned about me have been my girlfriend and a couple of my friends ive told about these problems. not even my professors are concerned about me, i havent even gotten a single email or question about how im doing. they say theyre all for mental health but when a student stops coming to class as often suddenly and starts failing or not turning in assignments its none of their business and i must just be getting lazy and im a horrible student yknow? anyways i think thats about it for this. again i dont really know what this will do but i hope someone has advice or support or something. im going insane here.

love to anyone else suffering similar struggles <3

[makahimetenshi]

Follow me inside the wastelands - Chapter 14  -Arthur Maxson x Female Sole Survivor Fanfic

This one will be a long fic with a lot of chapters, I already write the concepts. Since I don’t play as Nora in Fallout 4 because Nate for me is the real protagonist the personalities and ideas are pretty fanbased from another fanfics I read

 If you are very very very delighted with one fic and want a continuation I didn’t write or post you can donate me at least $5 bucks, most of this fics have next chapters I don’t finish because lack of motivation but hey a $5 is a $5, I see a few reviews and coments that fics that are abandoned months laters receive coments of wanting to know what happends next. Here it is, I finished my handling with you all, enjoy the fic

 Lately, inside his quarters, Nora was dressing cute. He didn’t understand the reason but he loved coming inside after a long day of work to admire that beautiful pre-war wife fantasy.

-Dinners ready for you -she said with a smile walking around the place, Arthur couldn't stop looking at the waves and movements of her skirt, long to the knees but still mesmerizing.

-I bring this for you -he said throwing at her a box of Blamco Brand Mac and Cheese, Nora look at it with a stranged face.

-Its radiated? 

-No -at seeing her smile and squeaks of happiness  he sighted relieved. She didnt eat much, thats why is hard for her exercising and gain muscle, he noticed that when she is able to eat something nice not radiated a pure joy takes over her entire body, it must be hard to live having the obligation to eat at least twice a day and not being able to eat almost anything because you hate it. Maybe thats why she despises the life in the wastelands so much, you are obliged to survive and lean on but you cant even perform the most basic thing to do it, eating -i can wait for my meal, lets eat together, make yours while i undress -she nodded with such a beautiful smile that make his heart jump, if she was happy he was happy, he wanted to make her happy, happy at his side.

Still, it was a bit disgusting that she prefers to eat food from 200 years back but he also understanded her point of view. How difficult it must be living through each day and not being capable to enjoy almost any food to brighten your day and she still carry such a good will for everyone's sake. Sometimes his heart hurt at this type of thoughts, thinking on how much he loved her made atches on his chest.

Coming to that realization was a process but truth is they weren't together for a long time, what started as good chemistry turned into affection and adoration. Just a few weeks they officialized being together and this...thing between them just started some months ago, it wasn't much but it was enough for Arthur to not only think, but to be sure that he loved her deeply.

For her strength, confidence, habilities, kindness, sense of humor, flexibility, inteligence, beauty...he loved being around her.

He wished for this to continue, to keep this ilusion alive and ask her for marriage one day. Yeah, thats how sure he felt, he was thinking in that lately.

it helps that she had those actitudes, she was feeling comfortable enough to act like in her old life and Arthur was so relieved that she was doing okay around him.

-So...darling -she chuckled, filling with hot water a cup to spurr her Mac and Cheese, he look at the cup worried that it was a very small portion- how was your day?

-At the Sherrif station we found a case with a lot of pre-war food, i tested it personally and it has no radiation, you should eat more

-I know how to ration my meals, what you found must be someone who saved food to survive the doom day when it comes

-Yeah it was next to a skeleton but it doesn't matter, you can eat more -she stir with the fork the noodles in the cup and smelled it.

-You dont know how long it will pass until another pre-war food appears, its just luck

-Doesn't matter, eat, you can do it today

-Alright -she said not wanting to fight- give the noodles time to soften. So theres a squad already setted?

-Yes, in both places, at least they were checking the conditions of the buildings when i left, the Sherriff station is the worst but there's a lot to loot, too open, the Research center its closed but the floors are destroyed, if we are careful with the structure we can replace them and make news.

-Have supplys already? 

-The minutemens offer a table to eat dinner together everyday, to be together in the nights, some will make guards around the table while the others take turns to eat.

-What about the entrances? and the Brotherhood stations?

-Of course there will be always people, you worry too much to not be around

-Well im sorry a Deathclaw used me like a ragdoll to play -she said testing the noodles, going up to pick up Arthurs dinners.

He sighted, thats not what he meant at all.

-Do you feel guilty? about not being around- he asked, looking at the noodles making bubbles in the yellow water.

-Im not following

-I expect from you to feel imprisioned, trapped, not able to do anything to help while being keep in secret here

-I like being here -she said, leaving his plate over the table calling his attention- i like here knowing that you are safe only

Oh yes, that was good.

-Do you like the Prydwen? -he picked up his fork and moved it around his mutt chops

-No, i like the hot water, but ill like more my in debt house with natural gas, clean unlimited water and a flawless pavement which i pay high taxes to maintain. I only like this because you are around -Arthur smiled uncomfortably. She hated life in the wastelands. Looking at his own food make him feel bad, it look menacing in comparison to her, aggressive, violent, diabolical

-I was worried that you are not taking your medical visits until the next week because you are here in secret

-Im doing fine and moving and recovering, this is the most chill period i ever had since i wake up from the cryo pod...i haven't been able to smell like clean clothes more than just one day in such a long time...

-Me too considering you want to wash mines too

-Shut up -she laughed and drank of her cup, leaving a little mustache of yellow cheese juice over lips- does it taste good? i figured out that if it look like pork ribs it shouldn't taste that bad but dog meat wasn't delicious not even back in my times...

-It taste like dog meat with tato on top, i like it

-I dont know whats the equivalent of honey or vinegar in the wastelands to do barbecue sauce...speaking of which, are you available the week im out here?

-Maybe? -he said a bit confused, chewing.

-Saturday and Sunday?

-Two days? why? -welp now he was really confused

-I organized a party in Sanctuary Hills

-How do you organize a party being here?

-Radio

-Gosh i gotta check up Liberty Radio too for the news now -slippery, thats what she was, she always find the way

-Its a party for my recovery comeback

-But you are not fully healed -Nora was talking so relaxed while he was at the edge of his temper exploding, the knife cutting his meat was already rasping the plate and he didn't noticed until the sound of the metal plate was too evident.

-I got a little something between hands, Sanctuary is pretty far from here and i wanna go walking

-Why? is so far and dangerous lets take a ventibird!

-I dont know if is a good idea for you to leave the Prydwen and be seen two days with the minutemens, why not go undercover? as a date, between only us, not the Brotherhood or all the gossip involved

-I insist that is a dangerous trip for no reason

-Is my party...-the way she said that made Arthur whine out loud, she laughed sipping into her cup, eating some noodles. Both engaged a battle of who had the strongest gaze but after a pair of minutes Arthur surrender, sure, why not, lets risk our lives for a booty call

-Only if you eat that second cup of noodles

Truth is that he was risking himself HARD for a booty call, he, the elder of the brotherhood of steel, the supreme commander going to some farm settlement of citizens, of course all armed, with their general for two days without telling anyone. It was nonsense, crazy, stupid, he could be ambushed, he could be spellbounded from her for months to fall into this obvious trap to extorsion the brotherhood or something, she could be a double agent, after all being sentinel and also general of another force isn't normal but...but...

He trusted her, with his life. And he loved her.

This wasnt a trap, nor an ambush, this was a pure gesture from her and that's all, a party for them to be free and alone. -Yes elder -she said eating again- anyway i recommend to go with our power armors early in the morning  for safety and ill coordinate with the radio so a caravan picks us and get us a ride at some point to go faster, i don't wanna spend the whole day walking  -not to mention that she wasn't fully recovered on the legs to have that type of exercise

-A power armor date? -he said and she chuckled, the yellow cheese water splurted all around his cheeks and mouth, Arthur went up to clean her mouth with a tissue as she keep laughting, gosh he loved that.

-While there i can dress you with normal clothes, i have some mens pants in good state saved in my house.

OhMyGoshIts true. They were going to her place this time. The place, like, her real place. Yesyesyeyseysyeysyeyes now he wanted to really go, she was inviting him.

-Why do i need to be undercover? we officialized our thing -he went back to his plate, eating.

-Safety, and i don't need nobody treating you different, here at the Prydwen is one thing and its amazing but scribes told me that you have...cults around you? -she was chewing on the noodles, that was a good sing for Arthur, he was happy she was eating and talking.

-Yeah...-he moved around the collar in his neck uncomfortably, chewing, that was a delicate subject for him.

-You did good and its understandable, but I prefer for this days for you to be some other normal folk to enjoy my surprise -Arthur smiled lightly, she respected him and his special needs, she was caring. Nora studied him enough to know how to be together as it was some kind of manual to not slip and make an error that would compromise them.

-Ill see what type of excuse i can make to be off here without people freaking out, i trust you to not be recognized but im sure well have a good time, now prepare the water for that second cup of noodles.

-You are bossy today elder -she said and he kicked her under the table, keep eating.

The settlement of the Brotherhood troops went so well at Croup Manor that when the supplies arrived Arthur barely had to check anything, his soldiers were patrolling around the beaches, the turrets and lights were placed with a proper cable connection however generators were provided by the minutemens, that was the only weird thing but they worked, it just works. Now the beaches were guarded so twice a day a Mireluk emerged to watch on the people walking, just watching, they cant jump the fences and as soon they were spotted a warning shoot was trow, yeah, a warning shoot, because nobody want to attract a mireluk queen again to destroy all the work, for now, it worked, and it was going fine. Maxson was mesmerized to see people...walking on the streets...

The minutemens were cleaning the place, trimming the savage vegetation, moving trash out to the streets, some others were scraping to take as many resources they can...they were a community of..normal folks. Of course it isn't as innocent and pink as it looks like, they were cleaning and taking out the trash to use the land, start working it to make gardens and crops, separate it for the cattle, fence it to declare private property of whoever claimed that houses first. He understanded. But when he see an improvised post that sell old pre-war things scavanged from the houses and people bought with caps...

Maxson feel in peace, like, life before the war could be like this, and Nora made this possible, she showed him this vision.

A woman bought a bed in good state for her new house, another bought a pair of good shoes, a man exchange a gun for a shovel...Better not fall in the charm, this was possible because they were isolated and protected by the Brotherhood, also Libertalia wasnt far from here, better be careful with the raiders. 

Nora made this possible for this people, this moment of peace and socialization exist thanks to her, and he wanted to protect this, her project, her settlement, her idea of peace and people having this freedom

There was an empty house that no one claimed, when he asked about it, the minutemens said that it was reserved for the generals...alright...

He wanted her to be at his side, to keep making this projects come true together, give bring freedom to people to be able to see this visions again. He was lucky to have Nora at his side.

The end of her imprisonment was over without anyone getting news about it, one day after 14 days Nora just showed up a saturday morning in Cade infirmary to check the wounds on her legs, same with some exercising and clean up, now she was ready to go. Still, a power armor was needed, she needed the extra support of the exoskeleton.

The woman picked up a team of paladins early in the morning to go into a big old restaurant that had a big barbecue and get it back to the airport by the noon. Arthur was surprised to heard that the sentinel and the paladins were...playing around...with some apparently kitchen items in some place of the airport but he wouldn't interfere in the sentinels project... But he would at least get interested when a caravan with two pieces of already treaty radstag went into the entrance of the airport and Nora let them inside.

Two pieces done for eating, no head, no tail, no knees or whooves, bloodrained, apparently fresh, no furr or leather of course.

But what caught more his attention that there was two man with the caravans, sure, there was the driver of the caravans, which they paid to leave the cargo and go away, and also Preston Garvey and MacCready, great...sure Arthur have no problem with the minutemen general but the mercenary was at least...despitefull...

When he heard rumours of a barbecue...and see from the windows some fire and smoke...well he went down the Prydwen to the ground...to see what was up

-Will you give the orders or ill do? -said Preston to Nora, feeling out of place, but she wanted him there, she promised to them that shell be back, that she wasnt trapped on the brotherhood or anything, that shell be with them again.

And she kept her promise.

-Let me, they don't know you -better be than the sentinel giving orders than some stranger- Everybody don't worry, that wood is for scrap uses trow it all to the barbecue, we don't have natural gas or fire starter anymore so lets heat it!

-It took some work to take the leather out, now its sun drying and we move it when theres fire made, its a pain in the ass -said MacCready

It was expensive to make fire after all, wood and firewood were uses difficult to use.

-Well i want a good leather backpack so...-something something make her turn the head to one side, she didn't exactly know why she wanted to look that way with such...instinctive behavior until she saw the unique combat jacket and went running to Arthur, waving her hand until she was right in front of him with a smile -we are doing a barbacue!

-I can see that, why? -he asked curiously, looking at the fire and the exposed preys in a table.

-The other day i was reading something and i remember how annoying was Nate about having a barbecue with all his friends to celebrate the baby first year, its apparently a man thing, to do barbecues for the friends, i researched back then all the way to prepare it since he didn't know how to cook it despite wanting it so much even for other people. I mean i investigated and he bought the barbecue, the barbecue is of course lost in the wastelands, scavenged despite paying in interest-free fees since practically our baby's birth, anyway i remember that lost knowledge and wanted to prepare one since some radstags are not so different from old deers, its going to be fun!

Cool, that was some interesting reason.

-And why are they here? -he asked, not to be malicious but pure curiosity.

-It would be shitty to make them carry that precious and high valuable cargo and protect it without inviting some right? let them, they are under my watch and care. Besides some soldiers worked with that pair, they are not full strangers -he didn't trust that much the mercenary but Preston was a respetable soldier. Arthur make some signs with the hand, waving at them, when the mens understand they came by them to meet.

-Good evening elder -said Preston offering his hand, Maxson agreed and shake it.

-Its nice to meet on more quiet situations -said the elder to the second general

-Well that pricy radstag its going to be a blast for everyone, not sure if quiet is the most accurate word -said the mercenary, calling his attention.

-Pricy? -he asked.

-It doesnt matter Macready, the general paid for everything without a problem -said Preston to Macready. Nora had a peacefull smile on his face, Maxson didnt get it.

-Yeah because she is rich.

-Im not rich -Nora interrupted the talk a bit annoyed for the comment.

-Hell yeah you are, you buy not only one but two!

-Wait Nora you paid for these pieces!? -asked Arthur at the edge of having a heart attack. He tought it was gift or something from the citizens but...

-Of course, i know meat is expensive and these two are ready to cook, no waste at all and they even give us the extras, im will make sure somebody will do fine clothes with the leather. What? do you think im a tax-collector or some kind of land lord? -the elder breath hard but he was kinda impressed by her way of think,admirable at least, very considerate very little transactional- people doestn own me tribute for protection or anything, i just put the announcement on a post and some farmers family offer themselves to do the job, they put their price and i say ill pay when it see it done. And there it is!

Arthur was shook, and Macready could see it.

-Do you wanna know how much? we both made the payment and make sure it will arrive here. -something inside  the elder told him it was better to not know, but knowledge is power and brotherhood needed power, so he agreed with the head- 8000 caps each piece, 4000caps the caravan here

-Nora thats way too much! even for me! -she looked to another side, sighting tired, she didn't expect to be lectured about money from the most powerfull man in the commonwealth, they really were poor- how do you even got that amount!?

-Because she is rich -Preston hit Macready in the ribs and he whined, Arthur looked at them confused asking for answers.

-The general never uses the caps she collects, she trades. -Preston said lightly

-Theres no inflation in the wastelands i can just leave all the wealth accumulate! besides there's nothing to buy! is not like i can buy a car! if i bought a boat theres no guarantee i can use it, there's no fuel or gas! -Nora talked to...excuse herself? what the hell she didnt need this lesson

-Wawa-wait -said Arthur

-Ohohohoho this is the moment, watch this -said Macready to Preston, both watched the secuence.

-Accumulate? So you are telling me you have an ally of caps? like that deposit of chems? -he was trying to imagine in his head the situation because his own imagination wasn't enought to picture it. He was far beyond money, he didnt need it now but before his life as an elder everything was all about caps and having them was hella useful

-Yes -she said and his jaw dropped, shooked, completly still on his place.

-Well this is a secret anyway -said Preston whispering, and Arthur couldn't agree more, nodding with his head- we don't want her kidnapped to get the secret of her wealth

-Of course not -man Arthur feeled small right now, she was precious and valuable before but now heck she was a hell of a price! she even had more fortune than him! She really needed to be safe and protected! she was too perfect for her own good

-Oh my god i should have seduced  Jack Cabot instead, i can't believe you all consider this misery being rich, he is really rich if we make comparisons... -Arthur felt a string of jealousy but he let it pass, he had more questions...

-Wait you are a mercenary -Arthur pointed at Macready, he nodded to participate in the conversation- so you work for her for money

-Yes, she is my boss

Arthur noose breath HARD, trying to go slowly and understand better -an unique payment?

-At first yeah but then she started to give me 250 monthly and after i bring Dunkan here with me at the commonwealth she gave me 400 a month  -the elder look at her back with his eyes going wide, she ignored him, looking at the fire faraway and how it started to get bigger.

-Nora you are supposed to pay a mercenary once only -said the elder, not believing what he was hearing.

-i said the same when i meet him -Preston interrupted.

-I just figured out that if somebody calls you boss you have to give him a salary -she said.

-Yeah, this is the part, you see? i never heard about that word: salary, crazy -said Macready trying to not laugh at the elder of the brotherhood, if the soldiers around see that lack of respect they would shoot him and he didnt want problems.

-After i graduated i wanted to also have a 5 days 9-18 work with a SALARY monthly, not a freacking internship like it was some kind of favor to work...and having a kid is expensive so better cash well...-oh no she was talking things from before the war they couldn't understand, at seeing their confused gazes she sighted tired- gosh i should really seduced Jack Cabot, he may double my age but he really understand what a luxury is, now, if you excuse me im gonna use my knowledge on how to make a successful barbecue, i didn't study the perfect recipe to not be the winner trophy wife

She left and  Arthur was speechless. He sighted deep. Feeling tiny under her. He wanted to only feel like that in bed not in everything else and...

-Who is Jack Cabot? -he asked, whispering to them.

-Oooooohhh he wants to know -Macready had a silly smile but Preston hit him on the ribs again, fucking idiot.

-I don't know him, i know Nora help that family a while ago and now they hang around sometimes because they are kinda friends -said Preston cordially.

-Right right but is he kinda...a fling or something? -Macready suggested a theme that Arthur wasn't so sure to want on keep listening but...

-I will not say more about my general private life -corrected Preston to the mercernary actually indignant, Arthur was glad that he had her back, that he was a reliable man- but i dont think so anyway, never left it between lines. I think Paladin Danse knew him.

The elders heart sinked down on his chest at hearing that name. He will always be between them. Always.

-Ohohohoho  Danse was definitely a fling -in the moment Macready said that Preston looked at him badly, and hit him strong on the sides- stop that! -he whined securing his sides with the hands.

-Shut up -whispered Preston to him, menacing to fucking end the subject.

Arthur step back, he wouldnt ask. He wanted to know but he wasn't ready to know or ask her.

At looking where she was they were already placing the pieces on the barbacue the teams of Paladins recover and bring on the noon, soldiers and her, working together to give the brotherhood an expensive gift, a well received feast.

A pain appeared on his stomach, so much things makes sense.

When both men spotted the sadness that took over the elder Macready said.

-I never liked that guy anyway.

Maxson watched the preys burn in the fire, a smoky smell was around in the air. 

The warm orange light illuminated the sentinel black suit againts the fire, making her look beautiful.

He sighted.

-The pieces are going to slowburn for 2 hours according to Noras instructions and when we can start cutting large but slim chunks -Preston wanted to desperately change the subject and being friends back again please

-You think theres enough? i don't know how many people is here but...-said Macready also looking to the fire.

-Well is just a dinner and she said we can eat until the bones and cook absolutely everything so...

Arthur Maxson may better enjoy this dinner.

The elder apologized to both minutemen and retired to his quarters to keep working, after all two hours was a lot of time to wait he can use. Not with the best of encouragement of course. An hour later, music and cheers can be heared even in the skies, everybody was already celebrating and party, he couldn't see it since he didn't have a direct view to the airport but it wasnt hard to imagine

De did not wish to come around tho.

Two more hours passed, he still can hear the music and his soldiers having a good time on the grounds.

Half hour later, the doors of his quarters open, a smoky smell appeared in the room. It was Nora, with a box on a bag.

-You are such a jerk i search for you everywhere to be here.

-I must lost track of time -he said, not having a real excuse for his behavior, this took a lot of work and risk for her and he wasnt appreceating enought. At first he planned on saying that the smoke will ruin his jacket but it wasnt necesarry to lie like that

-Its already cold -Nora took out the box off the bag and open it, showing that there was chunks of steak covered in a red-bownish sauce, she grabbed a fork and a knife from nearby and started cutting it- but it taste amazing, i can believe it came out this good in my first attempt with a wasteland creature. -then she eat the pieces, chewing them with a smile, sitting on the table to be more confortable

Arthur open his eyes wide at the scenario, specially looking at the chewing and swallowing on her face.

-Wait you are eating? -he never see Nora eat actual wasteland food before, radiated raw material.

-It looks too good to not try, and its so delicious! This is my...five...try it! -Arthur quickly stand up and grab another fork and knife, cutting a piece and quickly eating it. She was right, it was tasty, it melted in his mouth, and he never experienced a flavour similar, there was stag meat and somekind like the tato sauce the made the other day...He devoured the steak quickly, licking his lips after finishing it.

She was eating. He had to support this. He was glad she was eating.

-I love it, theres more? -he said picking up her arm to make them go outside his quarters, better go before she changes her mind about eating radiated food.

-Yesyesyes of course, let me pick the box so they can warm it up, it went cold all the way up the ventibird and coming here and...-she was exited that he looked so in a hurry to get more, her idea turned out like a sucess.

-Nonono i want to save for tomorrow, leave it, forget the box, lets get more directly from the fire -he said to not lose a second and both went off the room closing the door back, holding hands until Nora stop him by stop walking, the man turned back to see her and she jumped directly to his neck to hug him, at first he didnt understood but then he surrender and hug her by the waist, he was in no position to defend himself from a hug, he loved her hugs, she smiled wide  and he smiled shy, caressing their noses in a  affectionate little play,.

This was nice, relaxing. He shouldn't go away before, she...she...Arthur couldn't assure she loved him, he never asked, confessed, or clarify things but this type of moments make him fantasize about being loved back by her. He didn't need to doubt or feel bad, it distracts him from the present and he didn't want to loose a  single moment of this.

His head turned looking for a kiss, inviting, and she corresponded, but only small kisses, melting their lips swiftly, wet kisses, she did that a couple of times until Arthur bite his lower lip and she tried to separate laughing low but he wouldnt allow it, tightening his grip around her waist.

-Not here...-she said between small laughts.

-You are right, lets get down to get the best pieces, i bet they are running out!

He preferred to use the chance to see  her eat and fill her stomach, this didnt happend frequently to lose the chance for some sex, they can smash the other later and he had the feeling that a great night was coming, but first, lets eat together, share a meal, a common meal prepared by her.

Gosh he wished to be loved back so bad.

 Macready turned out to have a totally different personality than in the game, i think Deacon would be more accurate to this type of dialogue but I wouldn’t have much sense with this specific trama for him to be here, anyway

 I still gotta write the lemons.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14242575/14/Follow-me-inside-the-wastelands

[jenojaemssss]

nct dream as your boyfriend

nct dream x gn!reader

fluffy boyfriend!nct dream headcanons because it's 2 am and i'm all up in my head <3 also because i have no motivation to work on dont need it and am holding it off as much as i possibly can before finalizing it <3

lee mark

just the softest boy

we already know he really enjoys playing the guitar

so i feel like he’s the type to wake up at like 3 in the morning with a melody in mind

like he wakes up in cold sweat because he has such a good idea and he CANNOT forget it

he’d record a snippet of it and send it to you after he perfects it

but this is rare because he’d rather hear your reaction

mark isn’t the type to facetime; he’d rather just call you or just come over to see you in person

so a lot of the time you’d get an incoming phone call

at 3 in the morning

because he forgets the time when he’s immersed in his craft

and because it’s a phone call, he can’t see you squinting at your phone

but you’d try your best to not make it obvious that you were already asleep

and then he’d go on and on about how he was in the middle of writing something and thought about you

his voice literally just wakes you up because he’s so excited over his creation

“ready to hear it?”

and after playing it for you he’d have the widest, goofiest smile on his face

he’d be so proud of yourself after you give him a personal round of applause

but his grin doesn’t stay on for long because there’d be banging on his wall from his housemates telling him to shut up

this happened so often that they don’t even have to say anything, just forcefully tap their wall and he’d get the hint

usually then, he’d finally realize how late-or technically, early- it was getting

“ah shit, fuck were you sleeping when i called?”

and you’d just chuckle because he’s so damn cute

and then you’d remind him how much you love and enjoy his hobby

and how it makes you happy getting to listen to him play his guitar

“you do know you don’t have to pick up, right?”

but you’d just smile even wider and he could hear it over the phone and he’d smile too

your smile is so endearing to him

and when he was the reason you’re smiling, it sends him through the clouds

because how could HE be the cause of such a beautiful smile

“hey, baby?”

“yeah, mark?”

“i love you.”

and you’d giggle so hard because he still gives you butterflies

“i love you, too, mageolli.”

“bro, did hyuck teach you that?” he squeaks

another bang on his wall makes him jump and he ends up whispering to you for about another hour

huang renjun

this man loves to read, so whenever he’s reading a book he really likes, he’d annotate it with the intentions of giving it to you

sometimes he’d highlight funny things and write little notes like “this made me laugh and i thought you’d like it too”

so fucking endearing let me tell you

and when he comes across romantic lines, he’d highlight them in pink and write little notes on how it reminded him of you

when he’s done with the book and gives it to you, you’d find cute little highlighted portions with notes and messages directed for you

sometimes, he’d write you cute little messages on the inside cover, kind of like an introduction to his annotations

he’d also write a mini introduction to the content of the book, but in his own cute way

“i found this book really funny (those funny scenes are highlighted in yellow) and there were a lot of scenes where the interactions between the two main characters reminded me of you and i, so those are highlighted in purple”

and a bunch of other notes related to his annotations

the back cover has a mini summary and all his personal thoughts after finishing the book

“could they BE anymore stupid? he should have confessed to her when…” and many more angry-renjun reactions

there was one time he was reading pride and prejudice and came across this line

“in vain i have struggled. it will not do. my feelings will not be repressed. you must allow me to tell you how ardently i admire and love you.”

he was about to pull out his highlighter and smear the bright pink across it but pauses

and then he just slams the book closed because he remembers how much of an asshole mr. darcy was in this book

and how much he hated pride and prejudice

he was only reading it again because you asked him to read it with you

the two of you often picked out your favorite books and had the other one read it and discuss it with each other after you both finished

kind of like a personal book club

this time around you picked this wretched book and he was not having it

but then you pulled out the puppy eyes

he gagged in front of you and asked that if he’d read it with you, you wouldn’t pull that shit again

internally he loved it, he just doesn’t like showing it physically

anyways, after slamming the book shut he stood up from the couch but was so pissed off with the fucking book that he called you

“babe, why is lizzy so fucking idiotic?”

you’re just as confused as he is, but for a totally different reason

“i know we’re supposed to discuss when we’re finished but i just cannot read this book anymore.”

lee jeno

the type of boyfriend that has a really hard time expressing his feelings in words

so he’d show it in his actions instead

his love language is most likely physical touch

but at the same time he seems like the type to not enjoy too much physical affection in public

yet he still needs to be touching you: always

just small gestures to keep in physical contact with you

it reassures him that you’re still there

in public, he’d make an effort to hold pinkies

like he’d interlock them when you’re walking around the grocery store or just when you go on walks together

oh yeah, jeno really likes walks

like when the two of you are having a really rough day or when you’re both just not in the best mood, he’d ask to go on walks to clear your minds

it’s his way of telling you that he’s there for you

on the rough days, instead of holding your pinky, he’d intertwine your hands instead

and when you guys argue over things and he doesn’t know what to say, he’d leave the room for a bit so that you don’t say things you don’t really mean to each other

jeno is a good man, he was raised right

so he KNOWS when he’s at fault

and when he realizes what he’s done and takes all the things you say into consideration, you’d hear the sink running or the vacuum turn on

he’d clean your apartment for you as an apology

back to the physical touch aspect of him

rare *public* back hugs here and there but only around people he’s comfortable with

but when you’re alone??

he would literally CLING onto you, personal bubble does not exist to this man

wraps his arms around your waist when you cook or do the dishes, playing footsies when you eat, all of that

sometimes when you’re both on the couch doing work on separate laptops he’d make it a literal mission to be in physical contact with you

like even if it interferes with his work, he’s gotta be touching you

he’d have one leg thrown over your torso if your hands are too busy with something

it’s really endearing because if you moved at all, like even just a little and he wasn’t able to have a part of his body on yours, he’d start pouting

he’d reach his arms or legs out in a grabbing motion and not say anything

and then you’d have to reposition yourself so that the two of you would be able to work and he still be able to touch you

and his smiles, the fucking smiles when he gets to hold your hand after you guys finish working on whatever you needed to work on

his cuddles are top tier too, and he’d make sure you guys get at least 30 minutes of cuddles a day

lee donghyuck

the whiniest, most annoying (but adorable) boyfriend ever

like jeno, he needs to be in physical contact with you, but instead of quietly pouting or reaching for you, he’d YELL

“y/n! hold my hand!”

“but i’m typing-”

“babe, hold my hand!!!!” *intense pouting*

he normally drops it when he knows you’re actually busy, but when he knows you’re just watching a movie or something, he keeps pestering you until you hold his hand

and when you do, he takes the opportunity to POUNCE on you like he just deadass lays on top of you

and you let him because it’s actually really comforting having his weight on top of you

NOSE KISSES!!!!!! lots of those

and forehead pecks

it goes both ways, though, because he likes receiving those too!!!!! fairness!!!!!

he’s the type to play tricks on you, but never takes it too far because he doesn’t want to hurt you in any way

and he spoils you a lot

like not with materialistic things (though sometimes he does) but more with arguments and when it comes to picking what to do/eat for the day

he’s the type to always think before his actions, yet when he’s around you, all logic is thrown to the side

“you wanna go bungee jumping? bet!” (even though he’s afraid of heights)

he gets two of everything when he goes to the store; one for him and one for you

and when you first started dating, you got a bit shy because of this due to the fact that he’s spending extra on you

you felt bad he was spending extra money so whenever you were buying things, you followed his habit and do the same thing

and for the first couple months he’d say that it’s fine and everything but when you both got really comfortable around each other, he’d be really witty with his comebacks

“no, i don’t wanna share with you” or “pay me back then”

sometimes the casual, “no, you’re gonna eat all of it and leave me nothing”

soon enough, the two of you fell into the habit of buying two of everything wherever you went (besides the things that you both know the other person hates)

also, when you first started dating, a lot of it was just casually hanging out at a park or walking around a random neighborhood and getting food nearby

street food you can take on the go >>>> food from fancy restaurants

and also, when you first started getting snacks for each other and he didn’t know what you liked, he got one of everything

like for example, the first time you guys had a movie night at your place, he went to the store but didn’t know what brand of chips you preferred so he bought both kinds

(he learned that day what your favorite snacks and brands were and he remembered it forever)

na jaemin

HUGS!

jaemin is the king of hugs, like no one, absolutely NO ONE can beat him when it comes to hugs

they’re always so warm and he always knows whenever you need one

he’s kind of like a battery pack, so whenever you hug him, you feel recharged and energized

because all his hugs are full of love and you can literally feel it radiating off of him

“jaems, i need-”

you can’t even finish your sentence because he’s already engulfing you

“i know, baby”

sometimes you’d tease him and say things like, “i was gonna ask for some water” or some shit like that and he’d get all pouty

and when he’s about to let go, you just pull him into you more

so obviously, he’s another fan of physical affection

but unlike jeno and hyuck, he’s not quite the clingy type

he will give you your space and will not invade your personal bubble, but instead just show that he’s there by doing other things

whenever he sees that your water glass is half empty, he’d go refill it

would always ask if you wanted a snack

would feed you his food when you were busy working on your laptop

just little actions to show that he’s paying attention to you

you pick up on his habit and slowly become more tentative too

he’s also the type that shows the overprotective type of affection too

like, when it gets cold and he notices you shiver a little, he’d immediately take off his sweater/hoodie/jacket, whatever, and give it to you

or whenever your clothes seem to be bothering you, he’d offer you his shirt or pants or anything for you to feel more comfortable

he really enjoys cooking for you, so you’d have little cooking dates every once in a while where he teaches you a recipe or you teach him something

and it always either ends up in a disaster or a really appetizing success, no mediocre food in this household

the disasters are normally when you’re in charge of the cooking because you get distracted by jaemin’s crackheadery

he talks to the fucking vegetables and asks them how their day was before chopping them up, like what the fuck?

the normally tentative jaemin gets distracted because he’s making you laugh

he loves hearing you laugh, so he keeps doing what he’s doing to get to hear it more

so sometimes you forget you’re boiling something, you forget there’s something on the stove and shit starts spilling out

you’re both panicking and looking for the fire extinguisher

jaemin just ends up smacking it with whatever he’s holding and the flames go out and you both end up laughing and rolling around on the floor for the next 10 minutes

zhong chenle

can be the most evil or the most adoring boyfriend, there is no inbetween

like some days, he’d tease you to the point you ignore him while other days he’s all cuddly, snuggled up against you while hyping you up like you’re some sort of insta baddie

but a constant is that he will ALWAYS call you cute

you say something stupid? “cute.”

you CALL him stupid? “how cute!”

you drop your phone in the toilet? “cute.”

he has an obsession with that word, but it doesn’t really bother or annoy you because you really like hearing him say it

even when you guys play video games

you’re both beast at battle royale games, so you’re both constantly playing with one another

you guys normally don’t play when you see each other/ meet up because you spend that time doing other quality couple things

like bicker over what to order or where to get boba from for the day

so instead you guys normally play video games together at 3 in the morning after finishing up all your work for the day

whenever you’d knock down an enemy, you’d hear him from the other end of the phone shouting things like, “y/n that kill was so sexy!” (he picked that up from jaemin)

when you make noises after either missing or hitting your target, he’d chuckle to himself and mumble a little, “cute.”

soon enough you’re also picking up the habit and calling him cute all the damn time too

at first, he insisted that you stopped calling him cute because it was HIS line

“babe, i know i’m adorable, but stop calling me cute.”

“no.”

more bickering because he is so persistent

eventually got used to it and you two would have little squabbles over how the other is overusing it when you're BOTH doing it

not normally the type to be showing physical affection, but will cuddle when he’s sleepy

he feels safe when he’s holding you so he’s at peace and can fall asleep easily

he probably likes petting your hair when he’s the big spoon, and likes it when you pet his hair when he’s the little spoon

OMG WAIT he’s probably the type to have you lay on his lap (or vice versa) and just play with your hair (or have you play with his hair)!!!!!!!

like y’all are just chilling on the couch watching some basketball game and he just lays on your lap out of nowhere

“time for human contact!”

you’d just laugh and start combing your hand through his hair and he closes his eyes and ends up falling asleep

park jisung

the best friend type of boyfriend where the most couply thing you end up doing is going yo the zoo and feeding animals

he really likes when you guys go to the gift shop and play with the little toys they have

he’s super interested in the little things and is fascinated by everything big and small

you find that shit so cute and secretly take pictures of him staring at the miniature figures of lions

he catches on after seeing you changed your wallpaper to a picture of him holding a giraffe puppet and having it look at him

he holds your finger when you walk around so that you both don’t get lost

but his hands are really big compared to yours, so you switch to holding his finger instead and he physically melts because he thinks it looks so cute

i think your typical dates are the ones that involve a lot of walking around BECAUSE of the fact that you hold onto his finger

(jk, but like...he just thinks it’s really cute)

(so much so that it becomes a habit when you’re just hanging out)

(watching a movie? here, hold my finger. grocery shopping? here, hold it.)

you guys go to the amusement park often too

you hold onto each other’s fingers and wander around the park looking for rides that jisung can ride because he's scared of action

but you like roller coasters, and jisung always feels bad because you never ride them when you two go together

so one time, when there was one you really wanted to go on but you knew it would have scared jisung

so you decided to pass up on it because you didn’t want to leave him alone

but he was noticing how your eyes kept lingering on the coaster and he broke

“y/n, i’ll go on it with you”

and you’re shocked because you didn’t even say you wanted to go on it, like you just looked at it but he caught on

and you tried to brush it off and insisting that you could go on a ride you both liked

but he was so stern about it because he knew how much you wanted to go on it

i think he’s the type of boyfriend that normally gets over his fears when he is encouraged by his partner, and in this case, his form of encouragement was making you happy

he just likes seeing you happy in general

so internally, he’s hyping himself up while you’re cheering for him

and although he’s scared shitless, he goes through with it because he knows that this is a fear he needs to get over, so might as well get it over with while making you smile!

and so when it’s your turn to get on the ride, he gets cold feet, kinda, but you grab onto his hand, not his finger, and rub your thumb over it to reassure him that it’ll be fine

and it was honestly not that bad because he felt safe with you holding his hand the entire time

and when the ride finishes and he sees how happy you are, he thinks to himself that it was so worth it because you’re beaming

he makes a note

holding your hand > holding fingers

[amane-by-together]

hey there! i hope im not a bother but i was wanting to send in a tsukasa or hanako x reader and reader is an artist or likes to draw but never shows them their sketchbook? ofcourse you dont have to but it would be highly appreciated💜💜💜💜remember to take care of yourself :)

Afterglow || Hanako-kun

genre: fluff

pairing: hanako x gender neutral! artist! reader

summary: in which hanako tries to peek over to [name]'s sketchbook but was astonished when he realized that they was sketching him the whole time as he managed to retrieve the sketchbook from the mokke

You were currently on the rooftop with your pencil and your sketchbook, distanced away from your classmates. This arrangement made you peaceful, no people watching you draw and no distractions. Specifically, no unfortunate souls who tried to peek over your precious sketchbook.

The sound of graphite against the sheet calms you down. There’s nothing else you wanted to hear other than your sketching. Your classmates speculated about your drawings, well they have seen you draw many times but they never thought about what was inside that sketchbook of yours.

You tend to hiss whenever someone tries to look over your sketchbook or when some idiot attempts to take your sketchbook to take a little peek. That’s why people would often see your sketch with your pad near your face so no one could see what you were drawing.

As you were sketching, you felt a certain someone approaching you from behind. You quickly closed your sketchbook, earning a small pouty noise from your ghostly friend, Hanako. “It will be appreciated if you approach from the front.” You said nonchalantly, putting your pencil inside your pencil case and turning around to see Hanako. “What do you need?”

“I was this close to see what you’re sketching in your pad!” Hanako punched the air as his plan of sneaking behind you failed. You can easily sense when someone is watching you from behind, guess you can say that’s one of your talents other than drawing in particular.

“Too bad, you’re not seeing it,” You replied.

Hanako whined, shaking her back and forth as he begged you to let him see. You kept a straight face, hoping that he would take that as a no but this persistent little bitch does not know when to stop. “Hanako-kun, I told you many times, my answer is still no.”

“What’s in your sketchbook anyways?” Hanako floated around you, checking you out which made you a little dizzy. “Are you drawing something lewd?~” he smirked playfully. You deadpanned, mentally asking yourself if he’s being serious or just being a pervy ghost as he is.

“No.”

“Then what is it?”

“Not telling you.”

Hanako’s jaw dropped at your attitude. At this point no one knows who’s being stubborn; the one who doesn’t want to show their sketchbook or the one asking every five seconds if they can see their sketchbook. It was surprising that you can still tolerate this ghost’s behavior, but it’s understandable since he’s been lonely for years.

“It’s confidential, bud.” You smiled, patting his head as you passed by him to go back to your own classroom. Hanako watched as you left the rooftop, still curious about the contents of your sketchbook and why you don’t want anyone to show it.

But whatever it is, your sketches inside must be important to you.

“Hanako-kun!” You frantically slide inside the bathroom where Hanako was playing a spinning top by the window. The choppy haired boy looks up to see your rushed state as if you ran a marathon just to find Hanako. “You have to help me!”

“Oh? What seems to be the problem?"

"Someone stole my sketchbook!" Your hands made their way in your hair, ruffling it frustratingly. You looked really angry as Hanako thought. Well, he doesn't know what's inside of the sketchbook. If he knew, he'd understand why you started acting like this. "I swear if I find that person I won't hesitate to kick them—"

"Calm down [Name], I'm sure your sketchbook will be fine—" Hanako tries to calm you down by patting your shoulder.

"What if they tell everyone about what's inside my sketchbook when they have it?"

"[Name], look at me." Hanako places his hands on your shoulders. You took deep breaths and stared at his amber eyes. "Your sketchbook will be fine, okay? You worry too much…"

"That sketchbook is important to you, so we're going to find it together."

Truth to be told, the reason why you don't want anyone to show your sketchbook is because you keep drawing Hanako at every pad. The whole sketchbook is filled with your drawings with him. You have the talent of remembering people's faces and then drawing them after.

Maybe because you keep seeing Hanako everyday, causing you to draw him a lot on your pad. "It's probably the mokkes who took your sketchbook." Hanako cuts your worrying thoughts by speaking. "Let's go find them."

Well, the mokkes is on the okay side if they saw your sketchbook, unless they snitched on what they saw inside. You and Hanako started to search for your missing sketchbook, hoping to spot the mokkes carrying it.

"Sooo~ if we find your sketchbook, will you let me see what's inside~" Hanako asked cheekily, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

"No." You flatly said.

"Ehhhh!" Hanako whined like a little kid that had been dragged away from the toy aisle. "Why won't you let me see it?"

"Because it's embarrassing…" You mumbled as you looked away from him. Your cheeks seeping in red. Hanako was determined to be the first one to find the sketchbook before you so that he can peek inside. "So stop whining about it and help me find my sketchbook."

While the two of you were walking together, searching for your sketchbook, a mokke hopped through the halls passing by. You squinted to see what the mokke was carrying.

It was your beloved sketchbook. "There it is!" You started to run towards the mokke with your sketchbook. The mokke noticed you and started to hop away. Hanako tried to chase after you two. "Give my sketchbook back!"

Hanako floated above and quietly tried to take your sketchbook from the mokke's ears. He successfully takes your sketchbook back as the mokke was still running away. A small sigh of relief escaped from your lips when Hanako handed the sketchbook back to you. "Yes! My precious sketchbook!" You cried in joy, hugging the sketchbook to your chest. "Thank you Hanako-kun."

"Anything for you, [Name]..." Hanako is happy when you are happy. You finally have your sketchbook back. Too bad, he didn't get to have a peek as he intended to, but he didn't want to disrespect you by peeking without your permission. "Would that be all?"

"Since you brought my sketchbook back, I guess you can see what's inside…" You extended your sketchbook in front of Hanako as your gaze averted to somewhere else. "B-But promise me not to tease me about it."

"Of course." Hanako takes your sketchbook from your hands. You didn't want to see his reactions so you looked away. Hanako was astonished at the moment he flipped the first page seeing a portrait of him, then another and another. He thinks you're quite skilled at the way you got the smallest details in him. "Y-You're really good at drawing, [Name]! How can you hide this?"

"I'm flattered, thank you very much…" You quickly mumbled with a blush. Hanako chuckled softly, scanning through the pages of your sketchbook. "I plan to give the whole sketchbook to you once I finish the pages."

Hanako walked over to you and gave your sketchbook back. "I'm looking forward to it." He smiled, then placed a kiss on your cheek. Your eyes widened in shock, placing a hand on the spot where he kissed. "See you later~"

You stood there as you watched Hanako go back to his bathroom. Hugging your sketchbook tightly, you mumbled. "You dummy, when will you realize that I like you…"

a/n: hello anon-san! i hope you like this oneshot that you requested, sorry if its a little late i've been trying to find motivation hehe~

[jinnwenhe]

regarding romance!

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Used artwork credits

Hop

Bede

Leon

Raihan

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———☆️

Hop🍀

It started as the cliché love story about falling in love with your very own bestfriend

Which, actually turned out great??

His Zacian/Zamazenta loves you as much as it's trainer does, and is willing to protect you from anything

Probably because it observed Hop being protective over you, and proceeding to do the same

Sure it might took a toll on him when you defeated him on the championship semi-finals, but he wanted you to be happy more than anything

He's such a sweetheart even if he doesn't show it much

The type to appreciate small little things, especially when it comes from you

"Let's camp together!!"

You camped together

He got chased by a wild steelix whilst trying to gather data for his research later

His Zamazenta/Zacian was busy playing with your own legendary

*from the distance* "GAH! HELP!"

You ran after him and calmed down the wild steelix

Then you walked to him and checked if he got any wounds or scratches, which leads you to cupping his face gently with a worried look on your face

Hop's blushing

He's freaking out inside

You didn't notice the tint of blush dusting his cheeks,which gradually reddens with each second that passes

"im okay, dont worry" he tried his best reassuring you

Even though he's blushing, he proceeded to press his forehead gently against yours, closing his eyes and smiling

oh no he's cute

You're blushing

haha blushy reader

You let him do his thing, its somewhat calming

He's warmm

His hands are calloused, different from yours; you just remembered this when he placed his hand on top of yours while you were checking for his wounds from before

This just shows how much he's been working off to reach the champion title

And yet he's completely alright with you taking the spotlight

After all, you're his shining star

And he wouldn't have it in any other way

You let him borrow your champion cape

And he lets you borrow his labcoat

It fits just right with you! And it got his scent, which calms you down whenever you're feeling anxious

When you wear his labcoat, you're 1000000000% irresistible to his eyes

"Don't be so adorableee" he said as he pulled you into a hug and burying his face in your neck

You only laughed softly at his reaction. He was blushing too,,,

You often waited for him to finish his lab work, even if it's until late hours

He's a really hard worker, no wonder he stayed until late

"Im sorry for making you wait"

He looks exhausted, but tried his best to pull a bright smile, not wanting to worry you

You only gave him a warm hug, which surprised him at first before he hugs you back and proceed to walk you to your house

💓💓💓 < your heart

Comfort time

There's usually some jerks who'd tease you for being the champion, or flirt with you in an impolite way

If Hop caught on to this, he would politely ask them to leave

If they still dont understand, his legendary comes out of his pokeball and growl at them

He'd ask them one more time to stop bothering you, but this time, with a menacing smile that says "stay here any longer and you wont get to see another daylight"

Then he'd check up on you, asking if you're alright, if they did anything to you or whatnot

Hed wrap his arms around your waist and drape his labcoat over you, because he knows his labcoat always manages to calm you down

"It's okay, you're okay, everything is alright now, c'mere"

You let him hug you as you feel safe around him, and you two stayed in that position until you feel alright again

💕💕

———☆️

Bede🍰

He's not the best at showing affection but at least he tries

You help him come out with quizzes for his gym challenge

And sometimes joke about the poses he makes when practicing

Sometimes, he gets reminded that you're the champion of Galar and he's way out of your trainer level

Which actually motivates him to become the strongest gym leader there is by pushing past his limits

"I'll show you how strong fairy types can be"

He said to himself as he was thinking about you

People kept misunderstanding fairy types after all, and thats a big mistake

You appreciate his efforts in maxing out his strength, and you show it by coming to his fairy stadium whenever he battles a challenger

You texted him "good luck, I'll be cheering 4 u!❤️❤️👍" before his matches start

And you looked at his direction after sending the message

He has just gotten your message, and opened it

Which leads to him blushing furiously as he covers his face with one of his hands

He took a deep breath and tried to regain his composure, only to fail miserably when he saw you looking at his direction with pure ambition and determined eyes as you grinned happily

All that i could say is, he's red as a beet

He wont lose this match, not when you're watching him.

He puts extra effort when you're watching his match, and made sure not to slip up. It'd be embarrassing if he did.

Opal notices this and only smiled seeing her successor acting out of his place whenever you're around

Opal knows something that you dont, and that's Bede's feelings for you

After his match ended, his Hatterene walked towards your direction, pulling you into a tight hug

You were surprised, but apparently Hatterene has grown to like you ever since she first met you

And when you look at Bede's direction, he was looking away with his arms crossed infront of his chest, visibly drowning in embarassment

,,,you wondered, is Bede projecting on his Hatterene or what,

Yes, yes he is

So you asked him if he also wants a hug, which of course he answered with "Why would i want a hug from someone like you? That'd be an insult to me"

You let go of Hatterene and hugged him anyways

He flinched when you hugged him, not knowing where to put his hands and just let them stay still in a defensive pose

Hatterene watched with a smile from behind you, seeing her master in such a flustered state was truly something new for the Pokemon

Not long after, Bede finally let his arms wrap around your waist, giving in to his subconscious and just hug you

he wanted to hug you anyways so thats a win win situation

You were actually surprised when he hugged you back

He smells nice!! Like perfume?? Cologne?? Floral scent

His Hatterene decided to join in and wrapped her arm around you both, making you all hug even more tightly

Bede cant handle this well.

No, not at all.

His face was really red and its hot— in all honesty, its cute, but he was burning

"Why do you have to embarrass me like this?"

You buried your face in his neck, which startled him as he couldn't think at all

"Y-you!!"

He feels nice and soft, so you're not planning to let go any sooner, likewise with Hatterene.

Bede's mind: ASDFGHJKL????—GODDAMMI—

OKAY NOW COMFORT TIME

His true nature would come out when you're not feeling yourself or when people would makw you feel like shit

"Hey.."

His face shows concern, but it still his usual look of coldness— however, his actions are warm despite his cold features

He'd let you wear his coat as he battles anyone who dared to hurt you

"Are you alright now..?"

He cupped your face and made you look at his face, swiping off the tears that stained your face with his thumbs delicately

He hated seeing you cry, and he'll try better next time to make sure you didn't cry

———☆️

Leon🌟

He's kind at all but sometimes he's just... "???????"

Training!! Dates!!

More like battle tower dates because he really admires your strength as a champion

Occasionally, he'd visit your house and check up on you, wondering if you're free for the day for "quality time"

At first, he was surprised to see one of the legendaries answering the door for you

And he couldn't resist to ruffle it's hair

your legendary on the other hand was kind of irritated by it

So it let out a displeased howl

Which leads you to come down stairs and see who is it

"L—leon?"

He looked up and greet you with a goofy grin as your legendary returned to your side, walking with you

He treats you like a gentleman, and sometimes is very strict with your training regimen

In which you usually whine about because you're the current champion and you have no business listening to him

But he'd swoon you with lovely words

And you would easily fall for it

you hate this

You hate him

No you dont

You love him, you could never hate a goofball like him anyways

Hey did i ever mention Leon's sense of direction is shitty

You went on a date in Wyndon a couple of times and he still gets lost everytime

"Ah!! Hey—....."

"Im lost again aren't i?"

He tried to find his way back to you but got surrounded by paparazzis

Even if he's not the current champion

You saved his butt since he couldn't say no to the people and his fans

He said thank you and hugged you, lifting you up to the air before pulling you close to him

This only made you laugh softly as you hugged him back, letting your fingers comb his thick lavender like hair

His body is warm and comforting, you really like his cuddles and hugs

He came into your house one time when you didn't answer his calls or messages, only to find you drown in your anxiety and self loathing

He pulled you in his arms and let you cry on his shoulder until you're all done and alright again

He'd draw circles over your back and tell you reassuring words— tell you that you're more than enough and he's grateful to have you here, alive and well

Your Zacian/Zamazenta got out of it's pokeball and helped you in calming you down too by giving you small licks on your knee

It'd whine whenever you're sad and climb onto your bed, nudging your arm afterwards as if it's asking what's wrong

You're lucky to have them both whenever you need them the most, and they're lucky to have you

———☆️

Raihan 🐲

It's finally the Character y'all been waitin for, dragon boi coming through

Okay serious talk here— Raihan is TALL

His hoodies makes you look smaller than you already are

You tried copying his "Gaooo~" pose a couple of times while wearing his hoodie

Its cutest thing he has ever seen his entire life

It makes him melt everytime

Okay aside from that, he's gentle and laid back, even if his personality is quite the opposite when he's on battle

He's cLINGY ASF

Don't forget his fangs, never forget his fangs

You're actually curious about his fangs since the first day you saw him

And he lets you touch it whenever you like

Youre still curious, because what the hell, its so cool

The first day you saw him after defeating him in a match and gain your gym badge, he immediately took an interest in you and your strength

"Hey Challenger!"

He called you before you tried to take your leave, gaining your attention

He then asked you if you want to practice with him next time, and have a rematch when you've become the champion

You agreed and exchanged numbers

What can i say, he spams you like?????? A lot

And casually sends you pictures of him and his duraludon

You love his dragons, especially flygon

Flygon loves you too, and one time it wanted to come with you

Raihan lets you keep his Flygon and you send him pictures of you with it

He sends emotes of duraludon crying, wanting to join you and your fun trip with Flygon to grab the Champion title

After you took the Champion title, Raihan greeted you with a big hug

And you hug him back with no hesitation

"Congratulations, may i have a selfie with the new Champion?"

He asked in a teasing manner, letting you down on your feet as you nodded

You took a selfie selfwith him numerous times before he posted it to his social media

He captioned 'First person to get a selfie with the new Champion'

He took pride in that, and some of his fans were jealous that you managed to get a selfie with him

From that day onwards, he'd have casual selfies with you, sometimes hilarious one and sometimes its just for showing off

You didn't mind it really, he's a celebrity anyways, so you understand why he does that

"Hey.. do stars have feelings"

It was three am what the fuck Raihan

You squinted at your screen seeing his message

"Why in the Galar would you be awake, dear Dragon tamer?"

You answered him

And immediately he answered "oh? The Champion is awake?"

You guys didn't sleep afterwards and was sending streaks of blurry selfies

It was fun and helped you cheer up

You got some of his blurry pics that he captioned "party rock in the house" when clearly its just him and his pokemons

What a goofball pt.2

You love him anyways shut up

Haha smol reader pt.2

[daddynegandesires]

Secrets chapter 3

Summary: ellies birthday and mothers day is coming up as emotions and pent up anger are spiraling between you, negan, and jack while more and more secrets begin to unfold.

18+

Warming: nsfw, fluff, kink, depression, abuse

Sorry for the late update on this chapter its kind of a short one ive just have been going through some personal things and havent found the motivation to finish this one yet.❤ i hope you all like it!❤

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You and negan haven't spoke in a few days ellies birthday is today and you have been busy decorating. Negan is suppose to be picking up the cake at the store. jack has returned back from his "business trip" withq an odd hickey on his neck that keeps gawking at you everytime you speak to him. You want to avoid conflict because you arent so innocent yourself after what happen with negan last time you saw him but thats just not who you are....you have to confront him but you also dont want to ruin ellies day infront of everyone.

"Hey jack, do you mind helping me with this streamer" you called out to him from the ladder

"Sure hun" he took the streamer from your hand taping it up to the wall

"Thank you.....uh negan should be here soon with her cake" you said folding up the step ladder

"I could of went and grabbed it" he scoffs

"I uh..well sorry i didnt know it was a big deal" you try to laugh it off politely

"Dont even worry about it...." He walks past you ramming his ahoulder into you heading outside

Negan had arrive with the cake and so did a few of ellies friends and your mother. You and your mothers relationship really has never been that great but you try to make peace with it for ellies sake. Negan came in with a huge gift box all wrapped in pink with a bow.

" i thought we agreed nothing crazy" you whispered to him

"Whaat...can i not spoil my girl" negan grins at you

Ellie runs out of her room her eyes light up at the size of the gift her dad got her.

"Mommy look at this...its humongo!" She says messing with the bow

"I see honey..dont mess with it yet" you giggle

"Where is your boy toy.." His tongue slides across his bottom lip

You kept silent while negan stared you down waiting for a response but nothing came out his eyes were burning a hole through you he always knew when shit was up.

"Ah i see....the silent treatment" folding his arms

Negan walks off to go play with ellie and say hello to a few people when your mother walks up to you.

"Hey mom..." You say emotionless

"What is negan doing here.." She asks

"Mom...please dont. Thats ellies dad. I told you we are trying to work on things for ellies sake" you say annoyed.

"Well...once a cheater always a cheater. Im just saying" as she sips on her cup of wine walking away

A few hours have passed and ellie got to blow out her candles and eat cake. Jack still hasnt said much to you throughout the whole party and its more than obvious that negan is starting to catch on im just hoping he doesn't notice the hicky on his neck. Ellie has been bugging you about negans gift so you were going to let her open it.

"Ellie open it up over here sweetie so everyone can see" you say smiling

Ellie quikly rips the hot pink rapping paper off and squeals in excitement as she realizes its a electric scooter that she has been wanting. Negan was standing by your side with his hand sneakily rested on your lower back with a huge smile on his face.

"Oh my god you got me that scooter!!" Ellie begins jumping up and down

"Negan....those cost alot" you whispered in his ear

"dont worry about it....i got it taken car of" he says sternly

"Lets take it outside!!" Negans runs over and picks it up in excitment with all of the kids following him outside to ride on the scooter. You were throwing away dirty plates when jack came up to you

"So you want to explain why you and negan have been so close" he quietly says to you

You instantly start to burn with rage as he asks you that knowing he has been keeping things from you too and the fact his assistant melissa has been speaking to him inappropriately. You were holing the knife in your hand for cutting the cake reminding you of the incident that happened between you and negan once you found out he was cheating. you froze and gripped tightly on the knife thinking of how to approach this.

"You're a fucking whore..." He spat at you

"Jack.....get the fuck away from me" you quietly say

"Yeah i bet thats what you want.....so he can fuck you" he says through gritted teeth

"Its. Ellies. Birthday.....fucking knock it off we can settle this later" you slowly set the knife down unclenching your fist

Jack stands there glaring at you with his jaw clecnhed before giving up and walking away. You let out a sigh of relief and pour yourself a glass of wine. You take a sip closing your eyes feeling like everything is going in slomotion in that moment when you here yelling outside and notice its negan and jack. You drop your glass spilling your wine everywhere running outside.

"Back the fuck off man!" Jack yells with his fist balled up

"Ohh...you really want to go there dude..." Negan laughs

"You are fucking (y/n) and i know it!" Jack lunges towards him throwing a punch hitting negan in the face making him stumble

Negan catches his balace reaching up to his face touching where jack punched him in the mouth realizing he is bleeding negan licks the blood off his lips and lets out a sinister almost scary deep chuckle.

"Oh...you fucked up." Negan lunges towards jack football tackling him to the ground he starts punching jack over and over again blood all over his fists

"Negan!!!...no! Stop!" You rush over trying to pry negan off of jack

"Negan stop for ellie please!" You begin to cry struggling to finally get him off causing you to fall backwards with negan on you

"You are a dead fucking man!....now get the fuck off my property..." Negan threats

You push negan off to go check on jack you try to get jack to respond to you and see if he is okay but he just spits in your face shoving you away causing you to fall before you know it negan charges back over and starts beating the shit out of him all you can do is scream at them and cry. Through tear filled eyes you notice the cops rushing up the street pulling into the drive way the last thing you remember is the cops pulling negan off and everything went black.

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Jack and negan were both arrested but were soon let go apparently i had fainted due to stress and dehydration they kept me in the hospital until i was better. You kicked jack out of the house and you haven't spoke to negan since ellies birthday. Things have been rough being alone for ahwile and ellie was getting upset about not seeing her dad.

Text from negan:

Hey....im coming by

You looked at your phone to see a text from negan but you just ignored it and continued to cook some food for ellie. There was a knock at the door you sighed annoyingly before unlocking the deadbolt and opening the door to negans innocent brown eyes staring back at you. before you could give him a chance to speak you shut the door in his face but he quickly caught it in time with his foot in the doorway before it closed.

"Negan...ellie should be home. She is still upset" you sigh

"Thats okay i want to make it up to you two" he says pushing the door open coming inside

You just stand there silent with your arms crossed untill you hear ellies bus coming down the road and before you know it she busts through the door yelling.

"Mommmyyyy! Happy mothers dayzz!" Ellies runs up to you handing you a picture she made at school

"Awe...thank you sweet heart its gorgeous" you took the pink paper from her smiling and when to hang it on the fridge

"Look i want to take you two out to dinner...its mothers day and you deserve it..look i know i fucked up but that asshole had it coming" negan says

"Negan dont.....go ask Ellie she is the real one you need to be apologizing to not me" you stare at the ground avoiding eye contact.

"Ohh ellie daddy wants to talk to you!" He walks off to her room

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You, negan, and ellie were all out at dinner at your favorite steakhouse enjoying your meal when the waiter brought a bottle of wine

"Negan....i cant afford that" you quietly say

"Ah ah....you deserve it i mean you are the best mom ever" he winks at you popping the lid off pouring wine into your glass

"Thanks..." You shyly say before taking a sip

"So.....the school fired me" negan cleared his throat

You choked on your drink hearing the words that had just came out of negans mouth

"What?..how come" you say wipping wine off your chin

"Well....they dont want me as a coach anymore since what happened at ellies birthday. They say its wildly inappropriate and against policy to still have me there" he bites in his steak

"What are you going to do..." You ask worried

"Ohhh no biggie i always have things taken care of" he smiles at you

"If you need anything im here..." You look up at him

" i know....thank you" he reaches across the table holding your hand

The three of you finish up dinner afterwards you all go for a late walk through the park. It felt nice to get out and have some fresh air after what happended at the party. Your phone kept buzzing off the hook of texts from jack you kept trying to hide it from negan to not let him worry. You felt bad hiding it from negan but you knew it would start a fight but you also didnt want to let jack go without some talking. Negan took you and ellie back home ellie ran inside and got ready for bed.

"I know he is talking to you..." Negan says sternly while placing one hand against the wall beside your head

"Negan....can we not talk about this right now" you say turning your head away from him

"No!...you will look at me when im speaking to you" negan grabs ahold of your chin forcing you to look at him

"Yes....yes im still talking to him.." You say embarassed

"Why....he is such a load of whoreshit....im standing right infront of you (y/n)...im here now! Take me back please. Im an honest man now!" Negan growls

" get...off of me!" You scream and shove him away from you and begin to walk angrily down the road

"(Y/n) get back here now!...where the fuck do you think you are going!" Negan trys to catch up with you when it suddenly starts raining

"Negan stop trying so hard!...this is going nowhere!" You say crying

"Why do you keep saying that!...i want this to work!" Negan finally catches up to you grabbing you by the arm spinning you around

"......well i dont..." You choked on those words as they slipped out of your mouth it felt like your heart had just stopped for a split second it killed you to say that to negan but it had to be done

"You....dont want this." He said quietly and upset with rain drops running down his perfect face

"Negan....i.... I cant. You have to let me go" you say caressing his face" you said giving him a half smile with a single tear rolling down your cheek

"W....what about ellie.....thats my babygirl" Negan begans to tear up pulling you into a hug

"You can still be in ellies life.....i start therapy next tuesday" you say ending the hug

"You can talk to me (y/n)" negan sniffles

"There are just things that just feel easier letting out to a stranger sometimes..."

"I love you....." Negan says bresthlessly

"....i love you too but from a distance.....i have boundaries set now negan"

You and negan began to walk back to the house getting inside you hand him a towel to dry himself off. Negan follows you to the bedroom.

"There are still some of your clothes in the closet...." You say facing away from him

"You still have some of my old clothes here...." Negan opens the door seeing his shirts still hanging in the same spot before he moved out

"I didnt know if you still wanted them or not..." You say nervously

"Its okay. Thank you" negan takes off his soaking wet shirt switching it out with an old faded band shirt

"You can sleep on the couch if you would like..." You offer him

"You sure you are going to be okay with that?" He raises an eyebrow at you

"Yeah....plus its been lonely here just me and ellie" you chuckle handing him a blanket

Negan takes the blanket from you before turing around to open the bedroom door to leave. As soon as the door shut you quietly sobbed making sure it wasnt loud enough for negan to hear. You wiped your tears away before getting yourself ready for bed. You tossed and turned for most of the night your head filled with unnecessary thoughts and cenarios. You just wanted all of this pain to go away you dont know what you are doing with yourself anymore the only thing that keeps you holding on is ellie and negan.

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[the-settingsun]

Chrollo Lucilfer NSFW alphabeth

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

Chrollo is extremely gentle with you during aftercare, he tends to be pretty rough so after you two finish he focused all his attention on you. He will clean both of you with a towel first and then run you a bath, while you wait for it to fill he will sit beside you and just quietly carres your arm with his thumb.

After the bath is filled you both get it and just lay in each others arms before drying off and getting dressed again.

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

His favorite bodypart on himself is his chest. He loves to see you falling asleep while you lay on his chest. It allows him to play with your hair and look at your face while you sleep.

His favorite body part on you are your hands. He loves to intertwine his fingers with yours when he makes love to you. But when he is downright fucking you he loves to see you struggle when he pins them above your head.

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

He either finishes inside of you or on your lower belly, but he generally prefers the latter. However he loves to see you out of breath, sweaty and dripping with his cum.

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

Once when you were trying bondage for the first time he managed to get a picture while you were blindfolded. He keeps that picture in his phone for a particular reason.

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

Chrollo Lucilfer knows what he is doing. He didn't have many sexual partners in the past but he knows what to do to make you melt under his touch.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position wherr he can see your face, even better if he is the one on top.

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

No, not at all. If you try to joke around too much he will stop because he will feel that you're not taking his efforts seriously.

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

He is likes to keep it clean down there, soemtimes that isn't an option with his busy schedule but most of the time he is shaved clean.

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

Chrollo's picture is right next to the definition of romance. He is extremely romantic and even if there isn't an anniversary or a special date coming up he will prepare as much as he can. For example, candles, rose petals, fancy dinner, towels for cleaning up afterwards, and so and so. Even if you two were just cuddling or relaxing at home beforehand he will shower you in words of affirmation "You looks so pretty like this my love" or "Let me show you how much I love you" he will gently caress your body and prepare you before actually doing the deed. He'll make sure you are comfortable and ask if it's okay for him to put it in. He always kisses your neck and hold your hand during the intercourse.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Simple, he doesn't. If he miss you he calls you or looks at that one illicit picture he has of you. Besides why would he jack off if he can just ask you and return the favor later?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage, slight temperature play and choking. Chrollo loves seeing your wrists tied together, he loves to see you struggle again your restrains as he overstimulates you. He loves seeing your body react when you're blindfolded. He likes taking ice cubes and circling your sentive spots with them.

If he is feeling more stressed and he is going rough he will degrade you. He uses isults such as "You needy bitch tell he how muh you want this cock. You dont deserve it, let me hear how much you want it" but he always feels like he did something wrong and apologizes during after care or immiedetaly after he says it. There have been times when he realized he was too harsh and had to stop.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His bedroom. He has a giant penthouse, he doesn't get to visit so often but even so he has a luxurious bed, giant windows that provide beautiful and breathtaking views of the city and a mirror that takes up quite amount of space in the room. He will take you anyway but he prefers did to fuck you against the windows because he likes how the cold glass gives you goosebumps on your skin.

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

When you are dressed up. If you and him attend a formal event he cannot keep his hands to himself. Because your relationship is a secret, he will glance at you from the other side of the room. But as soon as you to escape the public eye the night it's more magical.

When he sees you fight. He loves to see the flame in your eyes as you work towards your goal of defeating someone. Because you are a member of the Phantom Troupe and he is the leader, he gets to see you fight very often. This means that the aftermath of your fight is either a warm night of cuddling or rough lovemaking.

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

A threesome. He hates the idea of someone else touching you, and after a talk with you you both agreed that a threesome is something you're not interested in and will never bring up again

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

He prefers recieving. He can get very vocal too, moaning and cursing under his breath. He grabs your hair and holds it behidn your head like a ponytail so you could access his dick better. Words like "Fuck, princess you're doing so well" will come out his mouth while he sucks air through his teeth. He doesn't force you to swallow and would rather come on tour chest.

While he prefers recieving, he is very skilled in giving. He spends considerable amount of time between your things, kissing them and leaving marks before moving onto the actual thing. Chrollo has a big nose and it usually rubs along your clit in the rhytm he is pleasuring you, adding more stimulation. Whenever Chrollo gives you oral you are on cloud nine.

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

He is either slow and sensual or fast, rough and merciless. Even if he is rough he will try to avoid hurting you too much and attemps to hold back, but when you scream out his name something just snaps and he can't stop himself.

Most of the time he begins slows and gradually becomes more rough. There are times that he truly worships you like your birthday or during comfort sex. Either way he is very understanding.

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

He doesn't like them. The only time you have quickies is when you hadn't been with each other for a long time and you know that you have to part ways again soon.

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

Yes, it is willing to try anything once. As long as both of you properly research what you want to try, he is willing to try it out even if he thinks it's not something he will enjoy.

No he doesn't like to take risk if it means that you could be caught. He is a very private person and he thinks that sex should be should be happening behind closed doors. Plus he hates the idea of someone else seeing you when you're this vulnerable. He's a very private person about your relationship in general and it is still a secret which means that the getting caught situation applies both to the overall relationship.

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

He usually goes for two rounds but you know he can last longer. He doesn't want to overwhelm you so he's holding back, but if you say that you don't want him to hold back then you're in for a long night.

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

Besides a blindfold, ribbons, and handcuffs he doesn't own an anything. He finds no use for it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn't like teasing and he doesn't like to be teased which means that teasing is not a thing you do in the bedroom. However he really liked sport play and if he has the time he will put a blindfold on you and spend 20 minutes just worshipping and kissing every inch of your body.

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

Chrollo is pretty vocal. He will swear under his breath, grunt and moan. He will purposely lean closer to your ear and immiedetaly after follow up with sentences such as "Look what you're doing to me" or "Princess you're so perfect, just for me"

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

After you two moved in together into his penthous he bought a mirror that is placed above your bed, so when he is feeling extremely dominant he will grab your neck and force you to wath your own reflection as he fucks your brains out.

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

7.7 inches AND he knows what he is doing.

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

Below average. He can go a long time withouth sex,but once you two are reunited it is a long night for both of you eince you can't get enough of each other.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He never falls asleep before you, even if he came home late or if he has to leave early the next day. He will either read, cook or practise nen until he is sure you are asleep and he can go to sleep too.

[bibbawrites]

At Night We Name Every Star - Single Dad!Charlie x Owen

THIS IS PART 5 OF THE SINGLE DAD!CHARLIE SERIES, YOU CAN FIND THE OTHER PARTS HERE

Request: none

Word Count: 2083 words 

Summary: part 5 of the single dad!charlie series and part 2 of the hawaii trip, charlie and owen confront the Moment they had on the chair, and take margaux stargazing

Warnings: i think you all know at this point but just a warning that this is implied mutual crushing between owen and charlie, if you dont feel comfortable with romantic chowen do not read

A/N: this is dedicated to the incredible @happinessinthedarkesttimes​ for always listening to my single dad!charlie series ideas and providing so much support for the series, i really hope you enjoy this one x  i have so many ideas for this series and so much motivation to write it because of how much i’m loving it so keep your eyes peeled for more! anyways, enjoy! i’m off to make myself some toast at 3am cause i’m craving it now haha 

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Charlie was woken by the hushed giggles of both his daughter and his best friend, and the early morning sun peeking in through the closed curtains. 

“Shh you’ll wake Daddy.” Owen was whispering, and from the muffled movement coming from across the room Charlie easily figured out that Margaux had climbed into Owen’s bed. 

Charlie turned his head ever so slightly, not wanting to disturb the pair, and squinted across the room. Owen was sat up in his bed, leaning against the headboard, and Margaux was in his lap, leaning against his chest. In Margaux’s hands was Owen’s iPad, and Paw Patrol was playing quietly, that they were clearly watching together. 

“When will Daddy get up?” Margaux questioned in a bad attempt at a whisper. 

“Soon.” Owen answered, playing with a stray curl on Margaux’s head. “We said we’d let him sleep until 7, remember?” 

“What time is it?” She asked. Owen shifted, clearly checking the time. 

“6:43. Still a little bit longer.” He said. Margaux visibly deflated. 

“Oh okay.” She pouted. 

Charlie smiled to himself, and was about to alert the duo that he was awake when Margaux spoke again. 

“Papa?” She spoke, and Owen paused Paw Patrol to answer her. 

“Yeah darling?” He said, and Charlie smiled at the pet name. 

“Can we go see the stars? Daddy said we would.” Margaux asked, clearly recalling the conversation he had with her before they headed to Hawaii. 

“Not right now but I’m sure we can go tonight when the stars wake up.” Owen told her and Charlie almost melted at the sweet way he worded it. Margaux tilted her head. 

“Are they sleeping?” She questioned, and Owen nodded. 

“Yeah they are.” He said. 

“Like Daddy.” Margaux stated, and Charlie could hear the smile in Owen’s voice as he replied. 

“Yep, like Daddy.” He agreed. There was a moment of silence before Margaux spoke again. 

“Papa?” She said. Owen hummed in response. 

“Yeah Maggie?” He replied. 

“What time is it now?” Margaux questioned. 

Owen laughed. 

“6:47. Not quite time.” He said. Margaux glanced towards Charlie, who quickly shut his eyes, before turning back to Owen. 

“Okay. We watch Paw Patrol then?” She asked. 

“Sounds like a plan.” Owen agreed, and they fell silent again, Paw Patrol starting up again on Owen’s iPad. 

Deciding to join them, Charlie rolled, before sitting up slowly and fake yawning. 

“Daddy! You’re awake!” Margaux exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with excitement. Charlie would never get over the feeling of pure joy at how excited his daughter always got to see him, whether he’d been gone for five minutes or five hours, or in this case, sleeping right next to her. 

“Good morning baby.” He answered. “What you watching?” 

“Paw Patrol. Papa said it’s his favourite.” She explained. 

“Oh is it?” Charlie raised an eyebrow. Owen’s cheeks flushed slightly. 

“Yep.” Margaux answered for Owen, snuggling back into the blond boy’s chest. 

“Do you think I can watch with you?” Charlie asked. Margaux nodded eagerly. 

“Yeah!” She said happily. 

Charlie slid out of bed, and sat down next to Owen and Margaux. Margaux tilted the iPad. 

“Can you see it Daddy?” She asked, and Charlie nodded, placing a soft kiss on her head. 

“I can baby, thank you.” He replied, settling down with his head on Owen’s shoulder. Owen shifted, wrapping an arm around Charlie, and the older boy smiled contently. 

He never wanted to leave this bed. 

- 

Unfortunately for Charlie, eventually they did have to leave the bed, their hunger getting the better of them. 

After getting Margaux set up on the couch with the TV playing the morning cartoons, Charlie joined Owen in the kitchen. 

“Thanks for looking after her this morning.” Charlie said, a smile on his face. Owen shook his head. 

“You don’t have to thank me. I love spending time with her, and you deserved the extra sleep.” He replied, flipping the bacon in the pan. 

“What time did she wake up?” Charlie asked, placing two slices of bread into the toaster. 

“Just after 6. We came out here and got some juice, and then we decided to watch a show together, so we went back to bed and curled up how you found us.” Owen answered. Charlie gasped jokingly. 

“Wow. Juice, Paw Patrol and cuddles. Looks like you’re the favourite parent now.” He teased. Owen glanced up at him. 

“But you’re her parent.” He said, clearly confused. Charlie rolled his eyes. 

“So are you. The kid calls you Papa, you look after her, feed her, play with her, she adores you. Trust me Owen, you’re her parent.” He stated, and Owen’s cheeks flushed a soft pink. 

“Does that mean we’re co-parenting now?” Owen asked, only partially joking. 

“I prefer to think of it as we’re a little family.” Charlie said softly, and their eyes connected for a moment. 

“Daddy, I’m hungry.” Margaux called. Charlie swallowed, looking away from Owen. Owen blinked a few times before returning his attention to the bacon.  

“I know baby, Papa’s making you bacon and I’m making you some toast.” Charlie told her, and Margaux turned back to the TV, clearly satisfied with that answer. 

“Char?” Owen spoke up. 

“Yeah?” Charlie replied absentmindedly, spreading butter on Margaux’s toast and cutting the crusts off. 

“Can we talk about the other night?” Owen questioned. Just as Charlie was about to answer, Kenny entered the kitchen. 

“Later.” Charlie said under his breath, just loud enough for Owen to hear. 

“Okay.” Owen grabbed the plate of food for Margaux, and with one last glance at Charlie, headed over to the couch where the four year old was sitting, placing her breakfast plate on a cushion in her lap. 

“He’s gonna be a good dad one day.” Kenny commented, watching Owen help Margaux cut her bacon into smaller pieces. 

“He already is.” Charlie smiled. Kenny looked back at him, taking in his expression. 

“Uh oh, I know that look.” He said, and Charlie turned his attention to the older man. 

“What look?” He asked, frowning. 

“The lovesick puppy look.” Kenny said, and Charlie’s heart sank slightly. 

“I’m not a lovesick puppy.” He denied. 

“Sure.” Kenny shook his head, standing up but pausing. “But Charlie? Before you go dismissing any feelings just take a moment to think about how Owen might be feeling. You might be pleasantly surprised.” 

Charlie watched him walk away, his words echoing in his mind. Did Kenny know something he didn’t know? 

He shook his head, grabbing his own breakfast and heading over to Margaux and Owen. 

That was a thought for Future Charlie to deal with. 

- 

The next time Charlie and Owen found themselves alone was on the beach in the late afternoon. They were laid on sunloungers, Margaux sitting in the sand in front of them building a sandcastle. 

“So.” Charlie spoke after a few minutes of silence. 

“So.” Owen mimicked. 

“What did you wanna talk about?” Charlie questioned. 

“The other night, when we were sitting on the chair.” Owen replied, and Charlie bit the inside of his lip. 

“What about it?” He asked. 

“What about it? Charlie we almost kissed.” Owen’s voice raised slightly, but not loud enough that anyone else on the beach could hear him. The last thing either of them wanted was for a fan to overhear the conversation and next minute everyone would know. 

“So?” Charlie shrugged, his eyes never once leaving Margaux. 

“So?” Owen exclaimed. “What do you mean so? People who almost kiss their best friends don’t normally just say ‘so’. Especially when they’re supposed to be straight.” 

“Who said anything about being straight?” Charlie questioned, and Owen just stared at him for a few seconds, clearly not expecting that response. 

“You’re not taking this seriously Charlie.” He stated, a slight annoyance seeping into his tone. 

“How do you want me to act Owen? Do you want me to say it was a mistake, or an accident, or deny that it even happened? Or, do you want me to do this.” Charlie grabbed Owen’s face, pulling him in and connecting their lips for a few moments before pulling away just as quickly. He glanced around the beach to make sure no one had seen them, before settling back, his eyes focusing on Margaux and her sandcastle once again. 

“Is that what you wanted me to do?” Charlie finished, and out of the corner of his eye he could see Owen, frozen in his place. 

“What did you do to Owen?” Jeremy asked as he walked over to join them, placing his bag on the chair next to Charlie, Tori following close behind him. 

“Kissed him.” Charlie said, and both Tori and Jeremy laughed, clearly not taking him seriously. 

“Yeah sure.” Tori rolled her eyes playfully. She reached out and poked Owen’s cheek and Owen jumped slightly, eyes wide. 

“You good?” She questioned. Owen swallowed before nodding, 

“Yeah, just got caught up in my thoughts.” He lied. Charlie bit the inside of his lip, forcing himself not to look over at Owen. 

He stared at Margaux, zoning out of the conversation, but it was hard to focus when all he could think about was the feeling of Owen’s lips on his own, and the faint taste of spearmint when he licked his lips. 

- 

Later that night Charlie, Owen and Margaux headed off to stargaze, blankets and hot chocolate in their bags. 

They arrived at the spot the locals had recommended, and Charlie made quick work of spreading a rug on the grass for them to lay on, while Owen and Margaux poured hot chocolate for each of them. 

They settled down on the blanket, Charlie and Owen on each side with Margaux in between them, staring up at the star filled sky above them. 

“What’s that one called Daddy?” Margaux questioned, pointing to a bright star above them. Charlie couldn’t help but smile.

“I’m not sure baby. Should we give it a name?” He replied. 

“Hmm.” Margaux paused, clearly thinking. “Margaux.” 

“A beautiful name.” Charlie smiled. Margaux sat up. 

“That’s my name.” She said. Charlie laughed slightly. 

“I know.” He answered, and Margaux settled back down on the blanket. 

“What about that one?” Charlie pointed to a different star. 

“Papa’s turn.” Margaux decided, rolling to look at Owen. 

“Frank.” Owen stated, and Margaux squealed with laughter, causing both Owen and Charlie to smile. 

“That’s funny.” She giggled. After a moment Owen pointed to another large star. 

“That one’s Daddy.” He said, and Charlie frowned slightly. 

“Why?” He asked. 

“Cause it’s next to the Margaux star.” Owen said. Charlie’s heart fluttered. 

“Then the one next to it is the Papa star.” Charlie replied. 

“What about Bindi?” Margaux chimed in. She was obsessed with Owen’s dog, despite having never met her. Charlie couldn’t wait for the day that he got to take her to Oklahoma to meet Bindi.

“That one right there.” Owen decided, pointing to a smaller star near the star that had been declared his. 

They continued like this for a while, until Margaux sleepily climbed into Charlie’s arms, and fell asleep on his chest. 

“Should we go back?” Owen questioned. 

“Probably.” Charlie sighed, but neither of them moved. 

“Char?” Owen spoke again. 

“Yeah?” Charlie answered. 

“Why did you kiss me?” He asked, and Charlie took a breath. He had known that was coming at some point. 

“Cause I wanted to.” Charlie said, deciding on being honest.

“Oh.” Owen fell silent. Charlie sat up, careful not to wake Margaux. 

“Can I do it again?” He asked. Owen hesitated. 

“What about Maggie?” He said. 

“She’ll be fine, I’ll be careful.” Charlie told him. 

“I-” Owen stopped. “I don’t think I’m ready.” 

“Ready for what?” Charlie questioned. 

“For us to not be friends anymore. Once we cross that bridge there’s no going back and I’m not ready to risk it yet.” Owen admitted, and Charlie’s heart sunk. 

“That’s okay. Whenever you’re ready, I’ll be here.” Charlie assured him softly, trying to push past the slight sting of rejection, reminding himself that it was only temporary. 

Owen smiled softly, placing a quick kiss on Charlie’s cheek. 

“Thank you.” He whispered. Charlie nodded. 

“Of course.” They fell silent for a few moments before Charlie cleared his throat. 

“Wanna head back?” He asked, and Owen stood up in response, stretching slightly. Charlie stood up carefully and Owen packed the blankets up, leaving one to drape across Margaux as she slept in Charlie’s arms, and together they headed back to the villa, not knowing what the future held but both knowing that it would be a good thing. 

[rymndsmth]

**** alphabet (ft. raymond smith)

this was a request from an anon so uhh. here it is! (also i censored it because i dont want tumblr to come for me, and it’s the first one of these i ever did so be nice)

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

Ray is comforting. He kisses you softly, especially over those spots he tends to grip you hard during sex-your hips, thighs. A quick shower with you afterwards is always preferred, but if you’re too knackered, he just helps you with the essentials. A good snuggle, however, is non-negotiable. Ray likes to be the big spoon, enveloping your body with his as he nuzzles your neck. 

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

Nothing drives him crazier than feeling your hands touch his back. Your soft fingers caressing from the base of his spine to his neck never fails to make every inch of him stand to attention. As for you, god, it was nearly impossible for him to single out which part of your body was his favorite. Nearly. 

He loved your legs. The curves of your supple thighs, your calves. His favorite feeling in the world was how they felt wrapped around his waist as he drove into you endlessly, feeling your muscles flex and coil. Their silkiness against him as you lied lazily in bed came a close second. 

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

The sound you made when you were just about to cum was one he ached to record. Breaths going in and coming out, each quicker than the last until they seemed to cease entirely. And then that little ah. With your brows furrowed, and your mouth agape, you’d finish it off with some combination of Ray, fuck yes! or right fucking there, please don’t stop Ray. It took everything in him not to lose it each time you did.

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

Ray can be submissive. There are times where he pins you to the bed and fucks you mercilessly, but he desires to be led. He likes it when you pull on his hair harshly, when you tell him to stop messing around and take you harder, deeper, faster. A little bit of degradation is fine too; he gets particularly turned on when you call his efforts pathetic. 

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

In terms of the amount of people he’s slept with, there actually haven’t been many. Ray isn’t one for casual sex, he usually keeps the same partner for a few months if not years at a time. But he’s always been open and experimental, so he knows how to do quite a wide range of things in the bedroom. 

One time he surprised you by expertly hogtying you after you gave him shit about being neurotic. You were left absolutely defenseless, no amount of writhing helped as he teased you from your hardened nipples to your throbbing core. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl. He loves it when you get on top, taking control. Ray got to see your beautiful body on display, your breasts bouncing. He could run his hands up your thighs, grab your hips, give your clit some attention. It was the best of all the world’s possible. 

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

He’s definitely serious about everything he does in the bedroom. What could start out as a fun, banter fueled makeout would always end in a heated round (or two) of sex. In fact, oddly enough the ones that started off light-heartedly ended up being the most passionate. Lots of shoulder and collarbone bites, hickeys on inner thighs, bruised hips. 

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

Ray likes to keep himself trimmed, but not completely bald. Sometimes he would leave a landing strip because you told him you think it’s sexy. 

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

You’ve never had a lover as romantic as Raymond Smith. He would run warm baths filled with your favorite washes and oils, sometimes adding in flower petals. His hands and lips learned and re-familiarized themselves with every square inch of your skin. He was always attentive, listening to cues spoken and unspoken about your desires, and fulfilling them well beyond your expectations. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Since you two have been together, he rarely needs to take care of himself anymore. But on the rare occasions that he does, he’s definitely thinking about that time he’d taken you in the backseat of his car. It was at the beginning of your relationship, and you’d just been on a date together. He lightly suggested continuing the fun at his place, and the tension was just too much to bear. 

He would tug at his swollen cock, remembering how you couldn’t even make it inside. Right there in his driveway, you ripped his clothes off and rode him until your eyes brimmed with tears. It always brought him to his release faster than any round of sex he’d ever had. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Spanking! Ray loved the way your ass bounced and reddened under his palm. He especially enjoyed the high pitched cries and sharp inhales you gave in response, not to mention how your juices coated your folds the more his hand met your flesh. 

He was also very into gagging. Seeing your mouth stretched around the ball, full lips slick and swollen, his cock twitched at the thought alone. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He wasn’t awfully picky about where you had sex, but preferred it to be in his home. The room or surface it occurred in depended on his mood. Often, if he was frustrated, he’d take you standing, pressed against a wall in the corridor. When he’d come home and you’d just look too fuckable to resist, he’d give it to you on the dining table. 

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

Ray didn’t have difficulty getting aroused. He could think about the way you chewed on your lip while scanning the book you were currently reading, or the way you ran the top of your right foot over the back of your left calf as you made tea and his pants would tighten. 

If he was crossed with you, though, he was a hard shell to crack. Luckily, you knew all his soft spots, so you’d chip away at his walls one by one. Caressing behind his knees, tracing your hands up his back, biting the skin behind his ear. He fell apart every time. 

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

Like most men, he’s not fond of having sex while you’re experiencing your time of the month. He also isn’t a fan of being called daddy (i just can’t see it lmfao!!). 

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

It was 50/50, but only because you were so damn good at giving blowjobs. Other than that, he would lean more towards giving than receiving. Ray was as good as they got, he knew exactly how to lick and suck, when to pull and how hard. He reveled in feeling you twitch against his face, rubbing your core up and down, back arching as you tried to get as much out of him as possible. 

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

It depends on the circumstances. If he didn’t have a lot of time, Ray liked to pin you to, or bend you over whatever surface was nearby and fuck the breath out of you. Otherwise, he liked to take his time with you. Ray preferred to worship your body, to feel your soft to his hard. He loved taking it slow because it gave him the opportunity to really soak in how lucky he was to be the one making you hiss and moan. 

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

As a busy man, Ray was a fan of quickies. The pace, intensity, and rawness. It was the only sloppy, disorganized thing he liked in his life. They happened more than he liked, but he couldn’t find it in himself to be mad about that when he was driving in and out of you. 

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

He’s definitely open to experimenting. Ray likes to ask you if there’s anything you’d like to try, and suggests a few things as well from time to time. He tried new positions often, bending you ways you wouldn't have known was possible unless he put you there. 

There were times where he pushed the limits to see if you two would get caught. You nearly were that time you did it in Rosalind’s auto shop. Mickey was running late for a meeting and you made the mistake of bending over in that little black skirt. A few seconds more and his boss would’ve seen more of you than he cared for. 

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

There was never a time that he’d tapped out first. To you, his stamina knew no end. Ray’s record was four consecutive rounds, each somehow lasting longer than the last. If you had to guess, you’d say he averaged about twenty minutes for duration. If he really paced himself, he could make himself last up to an hour. 

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

He doesn’t own any toys, but you own a vibrator that he doesn’t mind incorporating from time to time. His favorite thing to do with it was pressing it onto your clit while he ate you out. He also enjoyed watching while you used it solo, how you’d get into it, swirling your hips and massaging your breasts as you neared your climax. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Ray is a firm believer in foreplay, but doesn’t stall too much. Not unless you’ve done something to make him upset with you. Then he turns into the most sadistic asshole you’ve ever met. Your throat would be hoarse from crying out and begging, stomach cramped from him bringing you to the edge only to recede at the last moment. He’d look down at you, a hint of a smile on his lips at his handiwork of completely unraveling you before filling you up.  

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

Ray tends to be pretty quiet. He’s the most vocal when your lips are wrapped around him. Groans and grunts leave him as he hits the back of your throat and beyond. He also makes the most delightful noise, something between a moan and a sigh when your walls close in on his cock as you cum. 

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

He onced asked if you wanted to try roleplaying. It did not go as expected. You couldn’t keep a straight face for more than a minute at a time, he was such a horrible actor. And the cowboy hat, as much as you thought it would turn you on in theory, only made you want to break out into fits of laughter. 

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

It stunned you the first time you saw him naked. Ray was carved to perfection like a statue, his skin pulled taut over hills and valleys of muscle. Not to mention the length and width of his cock, it was literally the perfect size. Nine inches if you had to put a number to it. 

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

Ray has a slightly above average sex drive. He’s not bouncing off the walls horny, but he’s pretty much ready to go whenever and wherever. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It depends on how long you take. Ray likes to comfort you until he feels your breathing even out. Only then is he ready to succumb to sleep himself. 

[cummingforkylo]

I was wondering, if you could write a Kylo and reader smut where he’s got the readers back like presses against his front while he’s fucking her and maybe chokes her a bit. Cause like. I need they in my life. Maybe even someone like Hux walks in on them? I really just need some rough dominant kylo smut in my life. 🤪😍 your writing is amazing by the way

Okay so I may have wrote something really long, really smutty and like...really terrible. Like...Kylo is not even kind of a good guy in this. So I mixed this request with another one: “hey!!! Love love LOVE your blog!! 😍 alsooo could you write something in which Kylo and reader are not really together but they have really really rough sex and kinda dub con but not really and the reader asks him to stop bc it’s hurting a little too much and kylo realises and starts being super soft™️ and kissing her and saying he’s sorry?” but like...god he does not say sorry and is not soft. So maybe this isn’t anything either of you want, its entirely self indulgent, annndd actually kind of personal? But it is SUPER long so you know:

Following Rating: Explicit/NSFWCW: dubcon/noncon, nasty sex, throat fuckingWord count: 2,234Prompt/summary:rough dominant Kylo, mildly obsessed reader. 

Your mind was always filled with daydreams, plans, fantasies, impossible ones but you couldn’t help but indulge them. You had lived on and off Star Destroyers and other ships your whole life. You mother was a highly regarded engineer, your father, the Captain of a Dreadnaught, they were decorated veterans of the Empire and now decorated in The First Order. You were supposed to follow in their footsteps, be smart, powerful, courageously  wage war agains the Resistance, but you couldn’t find that drive in you. What motivated you was the love of language, of stories, fantasies, and people. You always felt too connected with people to be part of the cold regime of the First Order. You couldn’t detach yourself the way others could, you couldn’t let go of your empathy. Your daydreams and feelings had always been a source of frustration in your parents, you were born into a good family, a good name with the chance to really make a name for yourself, they gave you all the opportunities. The best education. The best introductions. Yet, you still struggle.

You still lived in your father’s quarters on the Supremacy while you finished your schooling, but you had begun to fixate on something, The Supreme Leader. You didn’t see him often, but when you caught glimpses of him around the ship your imagination would run wild. You wondered what he was like, if he was really as hot tempered as everyone said, you wondered at how powerful he was and you tried to understand how someone so outwardly beautiful could be as dark and twisted as everyone said he was. You didn’t believe it so you did something stupid. You took to following him around the ship. You tried to stay back from him and of course, you could never go into rooms you didn’t have clearance to enter, but you lagged behind him as he walked through the halls. You listened to his hushed conversations with Generals and other leaders within the First Order.

You ever started to write about him, just little notes about the way he moved or the tilt of his head as he listened to something he didn’t like. Nothing of significance to anyone but yourself. You kept it all on your datapad, not thinking about if anyone would be able to read it. You were finishing writing something down in the hallway right after he had ducked into a door you couldn’t follow him through when the door unexpectedly opened with a blast of air. You jumped so bad you nearly dropped your datapad and you tried to step towards the wall so Kylo wouldn’t notice you but it was too late, he had stepped into your path, towering over you.

“Are you following me?” He asked, his voice filled with a dark anger.

“N-No!” You said immediately, but your voice was shaking. Kylo’s eyes darted over your face, taking you in.

“Then how come every time I turn around, I see you?” he asked, he took a step towards you, you stepped back but it didn’t do much, he was still directly in front of you. Your heart thudded in your chest hard, you had thought you had been so sneaky, you had thought no one noticed. That was obviously not the case.

“I…” You didn’t know what to say, you had no explanation. His dark brown eyes seemed black with anger and there was a spark of electricity that ran through his expression. His energy crackled with instability. It was everything that had attracted you to him in the first place. You swallowed, searching for something to say. You were at a loss though.

“Nothing to say?” he asked.

“I don’t f-follow you.” You insisted. His mouth twisted into a grimace at the lie and he lifted his hand. There was a moment where you wondered what he was doing but then he was in your mind. You felt as though your skull might crack open from the pressure. It came in waves that staggered you, you stumbled backwards again and your back in the wall. He must have followed you because as you tried to force your eyes open to look at him, he was still right in front of you. Each thought of him was pulled to the forefront of your mind, your attraction, your curiosity, your admiration, your interest, and your writing. The vice grip on your mind released in a whoosh and a gasp. You leaned forward, trying to catch your breath,

“Insolent, girl.” He snarled and his hand closed around your datapad. You lunged for it but your hand froze in the air, it tensed there, completely locked up. Panic swept through you as he looked at the datapad, scrolling through your pages of notes on…him. There were things in there that you would have never admitted to anyone. “You stupid girl, did you think I didn’t notice you lurking around me?” he asked, looking up from the datapad. He dropped it onto the ground, it didn’t smash but the screen went dark.

Kylo released the Force that had been holding you but his hand found your upper arm. His fingers closed in a vice grip reminiscent of what he had done to your mind earlier. He drags you away from the wall, across the hall to the door he had come out of. He placed his other palm against the scanner and the doors whooshed open again. He marched you inside and shoved you so hard that you lost your balance and fell to the ground in front of him.

“If you’re so obsessed with knowing the real me, why don’t I show you?” He asked, his voice had a tiny tremor in it, like he was trying to keep himself under some control.

“No, I didn’t mean-please!” You gasped but he strode up to you and grabbed the back of your head, his other hand worked on his trousers, unbuckling them with a swift precision. You found yourself in a position you had thought about a number of times.You were stiffened by fear much more now than you had been in your fantasies but at the same time, liquid excitement gathered in your belly. It made your nipples go stiff, it made your heart beat a little faster-or maybe that was the fear.

“I thought this is what you wanted, you dirty slut.” His breathing was rough, that strained lilt in his voice echoed in your mind. His hand had worked his pants down by now and the size of his cock panicked you and turned your bones to mush.  “You fantasized about it, little girl. You’ve never been fucked by anyone and yet you thought about getting on your knees and pleasing my cock, haven’t you?” he asked. He didn’t need to ask, he had seen it. He had watched your fantasies in your mind. “It’s almost endearing. Your obsession.” He said. Your face was hot with embarrassment and tears welled up, making your eyes prickle and you lip tremble. You had no words.

“I didn’t-“

“Didn’t what? Want this?” His hand curled into your hair, his fingers scraped your scalp as he gathered a fistful of it. “We both know that isn’t true.” He said through a nasty chuckle. You hated that he was right. “Open your mouth before I lose patience.” He said. His fist in your hair dragged you down towards his cock, your mouth opened almost instinctually and you felt the warmth of the tip of his cock thrust into your mouth. His hips rocked forward and his cock entered your mouth, enveloped in heat and wetness. Your tongue circled his head, while your lips struggled to wrap around how thick his cock was. His hand in your hair tightened, pulling you unquestioningly forward, the tip pressed into the back of your throat. Spit filled your mouth, slipping in streams and rivulets down out of your mouth and down the sides of his cock. You gagged and tried to pull back. His hand at the back of your head an immoveable barrier, keeping you locked on his cock.

You couldn’t breath, your body screamed for release from choking on the intrusion in your throat. Your throat contracted around his cock, tears streamed out of your eyes. Kylo ripped your head back from his cock and you sucked in air finally. You nearly retched. He caught your face in his hand, pinching your cheeks between his thumb and his fingers.

“Do you think I’m as dark as everyone says I am, yet?” his deep voice rolled out of him and that sparking energy around him burned through you.

“Yes,” you managed to garble out through your spit and tears. You regretted every thought you had had about him, everything you wrote wondering if he was really as fearful as everyone said seemed so foolish now.

“I dont think you understand just yet.” He said. He shoved you down by your hair, pushing you onto all fours.

“No, no, no no!” you sobbed, realizing what he was doing you struggled forward but he caught your hips in his big hands, keeping you in place. You said no, but your body was a traitor and it was screaming yes. Kylo’s hands shoved your skirt up. It would only take a flick of his hand and he would see your shame, he would see how excited you had gotten by being used by him. Kylo must have head this in your thoughts because his hand paused in its movements,

“You’re desperate for me, aren’t you, little slut?” he asked. You whined, unable to manage something else. He knew it was true. He could see your mind. There was no use arguing, and he was going to use you even more. You wanted it and didn’t at the same time. Your cunt was throbbing with need but you remembered his size, you remembered how rough he was and ice daggers of fear spiked through you.

“You write all about me, about how you know I would make you feel good and now you can’t even manage a ‘yes sir’ ? Disgusting.” Kylo ripped your underwear down and you moaned in shame, pleasure and fear. Course leather ran over your exposed pussy, dipping into the folds. He knelt behind you, your fear and burning pleasure mounted at the same time. He pressed the head of his cock against you, running it along your slit, it grazed against your clit and you yelped at the sensitive bundle of nerves being touched without warning. Involuntarily your hips shimmed back towards his cock,

“You nasty girl. If your cunt didn’t look so inviting I wouldn’t bother giving you what you want.” He growled. You wanted to sob that it wasn’t what you wanted, that you couldn’t take his cock but you doubted it would matter to him. He shoved himself forward and the breath was kicked out of you in a gasp. He filled your whole pussy, he had buried his  whole cock deep inside of you in one thrust. There was no room left for motion, you were sure of it. Pleasure, pain and a mix of desperation and distress filled your body, you felt weak and unable to move. His cock felt like it would split you in half but you could also feel how lubricated you were.

“Your cunt  is so tight,” he gasped, he started to drag his cock back out, looking down at it. “You didn’t even bleed, little girl. You’re just that desperate.” He growled. Your pussy was burning with the stretch, burning with the pleasure. His cock smacked into you again, you felt garbled, uncontrollable and lost. You felt like you were unfurling underneath him, your fantasies becoming reality was too much and you were losing your mind each time he slammed into you. Each thrust sent your jerking forward. Your face pressed into the floor and he held your hips up as he rocked into you. Your breath came out in gasps or low pained moans,

“Oh…ah…Oh! No! Oh…” each thrust sent fireworks bursting under your skin, not only in a good way, not only in a burning pain. All of the above.  Kylo leaned over your back, pressing his lips to your ear,

“Do you think you understand me now?” He asked. You sobbed in response. His fingers closed into your hair again and he ground your face against the floor. “Do you think I care even a iota about you? Or that you’re sobbing on my floor?” His hips hadn’t slowed, they snapped into you again and again and again.

“No!” you sobbed.

“Good job, whore. You’ve gotten one thing right.” He snarled, his hips smacked into yours over and over. Pleasure washed over you, but it was like an out of body pleasure. You could feel your own orgasm mounting. He must have heard this, “No. You don’t get to cum.” His hips sped again and the pleasure mingled with pain once again. With his hand in your hair, tugging your head back from the floor now he thrust one last time inside before ripping away, leaving your cunt dripping and clenching on air. Hot ropes of cum spilled over your back, ass and up into your hair. Kylo smacked your ass and stood up.

“Get out.” He said.

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VICTON Hanse A-Z

(my dumbass cleared my inbox before i put the request here...but it was requested lol)

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A - Aftercare

I think he’s the one who’s gonna be needing some kind of aftercare tbh, he’s just gets all mushy afterwards you’d probably have to take it into your own hands.

B - Body Part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner)

his favourite part on himself would probably be his lips and rightfully so lol they're gorgeous. On his s/o, i feel like he’d be a fan of your hands, especially if you have painted nails.

C - Cum

I think he’d be one of those people that just like totally tenses up and almost freezes when they cum, he’d just like let out this kinda almost silent choked out noise that vaguely resembles your name.

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

has a bit of a noona kink lol. Like, he likes to be babied a lil bit and taken care of, he likes people who can lead or teach him. Which goes hand in hand with having some sub tendencies lol. I wouldn't say he’s a total sub, but there’s aspects of it he loves.

E - Experience

I think he’s got experience to some degree. He’s probably had sex like less than 5 times total lol. So like, he knows the basics but he’s not explored anywhere near as much as he’d like to

F - Favourite Position

Yet again, in favour of the lazy approach, always goes to missionary first, it’s just the least effort for the both of you lol, also loves when you ride him, esp the fact he can just lay back and watch you. Really enjoys doggy too but he has to be in the right mood lmao.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous etc)

somewhere in the middle, i don’t think he’s got it in him to be totally serious, but he’s not gonna be cracking jokes left right and centre lol. The vibe is lighthearted but very kinda...deep(?) Like he’ll be focused and in the moment, but he wont be able to hold back a smile just bc of how much he loves you lmao.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

Groomed within an inch of it’s life lmao, like he doesn’t keep it totally bare, but its very tidy.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

He’s a total hopeless romantic. I feel like anyone who has known Hanse for more than like 5 minutes can see that. He’s a total softie. Sex is 100% a romantic and emotional thing for him, intimacy is off the charts lol.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation)

Probably every other day or so, just whenever the feeling takes him. Tends to do it in the shower purely out of laziness lol it’s just the most convenient place. He’s alone, naked with ample time to let his thoughts run wild lol

K - Kinks (one of more of their kinks)

Lowkey pet play. Like not really any of the acting/roles or anything, he just likes the aesthetics of the outfits lol. The ears, tail, collar etc really gets him going lmao. Bonus point if the collar has a bell, he loves hearing it jingle with every thrust. Has a thing for marking also, both giving and receiving.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Likes to keep things in the bedroom, it’s just where he feels the most secure and somewhere he’s able to totally relax. Maybe the bathroom if he’s feeling extra spicy.

M - Motivation (What turns them on)

Validation, compliments, praise. Anything along those lines, it doesn’t even have to be in a sexual way. Just tell him how well he’s doing, how good he looks etc; he’d get so sentimental that he’d just wanna express it in his favourite way if u catch my drift lol. Also has a thing for fishnets oop

N - NO (something they won’t do, turn offs)

Nothing public, its just not his thing lol. No sharing, ie no getting other people involved. I feel like he sees sex as something almost a lil spiritual lol, something so personal that you share with only the closest person to you, that’s not something he wants to risk ruining by bringing in a third party.

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

Boooooooooooy hes got a god given talent in this department lol. Like threre’s just something lowkey magical abut how he’d use his mouth on you. He just really gets into it and wont stop until he sees you suitably satiated.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc)

It much depends on the general vibe of the session. If it’s his normal kinda more emotional, soft session, he moves kinda...fluid lol. He moves deep but slow. If it’s a random spur of the moment kinda time, then he’s gonna be quick.

Q - Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

They’re a very rare occurance, but every now and then he’ll get super horny out of the blue and just wanna get at it lmao.

R - Risk (are they down to experiment, do they take risks?)

Oh for sure. He’s 100% game to try anything once lol. Anything that doesn’t include going out in public lol, he’s totally down.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go, how long do they last? etc)

Tends to favour one long session instead of multiple, but if you give him enough time for him to cool down, i dont think he’d be opposed to multiple lol

T - Toy (do they own toys do they use them on a partner or on themselves?)

He’d own a few. Maybe just some cute silk ties and a blindfold. I think he’d much prefer to have them used on him, rather than on you, however

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

idk if you’d call it teasing, but he just generally moves reeeeeally slowly before getting into the actual act. The build up will be slow, the making out will be slow, the foreplay will be slow. It’s not his intention to tease, he just likes to make the most of everything, but it can sure as hell be frustrating when you just wanna get to it lmao

V - Volume (how loud are they, what type of sounds they make)

Does make a fair amount of noise, but volume wise he’s not that loud lol. A lot of choked out groans, he gets higher in pitch the closer he gets to finishing

W - Wild Card (a random headcannon)

Skype sex. phone sex, anything like that. He loves it all. He likes the kind of, quiet, secretive nature of it all like “oh is the door locked? you’re alone right?” kinda vibe lol. Though I think it’ll get to the point where he finds it hard to finish when he’s alone unless he can at least hear you. So expect a lot of sudden late night calls where he’s already a panting mess

X - X-ray (what’s going on inside those pants)

pretty average in length and thickness i think...pretty though oop

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

It’s not that it’s super high, but i feel like the urge would just come right out of nowhere lol. Like yall would just be chilling then BAM his lips are on your neck and hes a thirsty boi.

Z - Zzz… (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He gets all sentimental and soft afterwards lol, so I feel like he’d wanna stay up and talk for a while after. I think he’d wait for you to drift off first before he sleeps.

[lovelybunny08]

Let Me Down Slowly

♡ Pairing- Jungkook X Reader

♡ Genre- Smut and Heartbreak

♡Description- Based of Alec Benjamin song "Let me down slowly". You have notice Jungkook has changed.

♡ Thank you @artofediting for editing this story for me. Seriously love you I dont know what I will do without you.😭😭 There will be a prequel to this story 😊😊 ♡

<Prequel                                                                                                 Part 2>

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It’s been four years now. In the beginning, everything was fresh and exciting. You can still recall every detail of the day your life changed entirely. You were relaxing by the Han river one day; reading a book and soaking in the last few rays of the sun. As you stretched your arms over the back of the bench you sat on, your eye caught onto his movements. There he was, digitally capturing small glimpses of the vibrant life surrounding the river. As your eyes adjusted to take him in, you nearly fell off the bench out of shock. He looked otherworldly with the glow of sun around him. Your eyes latched onto the camera, grasped by his deft fingers with skin leading up to a blue and white striped sort-sleeve. Your eyes drifted farther north only to be struck by the softest bunny smile gracing his features. You still aren’t entirely positive what motivated you to leap outside your comfort zone and approach him, but not a day has gone by where you regretted that burst of irregularity.

A montage of the following four years included regular texting, late night phone calls, and awkward first dates which eventually melded into a feeling so natural it seemed as being with him was second nature. You became an official couple after a sure year of talking and dating. Both of you had been in toxic relationships in the past and were weary to commit until enough time passed. The next landmark occurred after two years of dating. It was a late night at Jungkook’s apartment, and you mentioned how difficult it was to stay awake on the drive back to your place. Without missing a beat, he suggested that you two move in together to remedy your achy eyes, and the rest was history.

Everything was easier with him, and you slowly fell into the idea that this bliss was truly how the right relationships ought to be. You guys barely fought, you confided with each other like best friends, and to top it off, the sex was the amazing. You never had anyone in your life before that could take you to new heights like Jungkook could. Everything was perfect. . .

Too perfect.

It’s been a few months since you started noticing slight changes in him. He comes home late from work, barely talks to you, and even the idea of him touching you is far from imagination. At first, you chalked it up to exhaustion. You were well aware about the daily pressure he was under at work, and so you continued to silently be there for him in hopes of this phase passing by quickly. Even though you spent several nights curled up on your side of the bed and him on his side, you always tried to keep in mind that at least he was there.

That thought you held onto came crashing down recently when he was given a day off. Usually, these rare days were a cause for celebration between you two. You would spend the morning wrapped up in the sheets together only to later go out for a peaceful drive and wonder the cityscape. Yet, this time you simply woke up alone. You clutched your phone as you read a text from him saying to not wait up for him later because he would be spending the day with his friends. Tears threatened to pour down your cheeks, but you held them at bay.

It’s okay. You thought.

He’s just really stressed and needs to relieve some of the tension with his friends. He doesn’t always have to spend his day off with me.

You buried your sinking heart beneath these words, hoping to dull the aches and the signs. It went on like this for a couple of months, and you knew your heart couldn’t take it much longer.

One night, well past the time you would normally be asleep, you heard Jungkook come in from work. He scuffled through the kitchen at first, most likely getting something to eat as he was never home anymore when you would make dinner.

A weight on your chest pressed down further at this thought, making it harder to breathe. These past few months you barely slept or ate. You forced yourself out of your solidary bed each morning as Jungkook always left before the sun came up. While you were still meeting all your deadlines at work, your coworkers had begun to worry about you. Your sadness had brought a lackluster to your appearance, and the bags under your eyes only increased the deprivation look you were sporting most days. You were gradually withering away along with your relationship.

You lay there listening to the refrigerator doors close when you decide to finally confront the distance between you two. You were too physically and mentally weak to keep pretending. You hear him placing the dishes in the sink and padding to the bathroom in the hallway across from the bedroom you shared. As the shower begins to run, you feebly climb out of bed in your night gown and into the kitchen to finish cleaning and putting away his dishes. You turn off all the lights except for the one hanging above the kitchen table.

Soon, you hear the running water come to a stop, and Jungkook emerges from the bathroom. He runs a hand through his wet strands as he looks up to see your cowering form by the table.

“What are you doing still awake? You’re normally asleep by now.” He questions. At least you were able to fool someone that you were sleeping well. Your eyes climb from the floor to meet his. You draw in a deep breath; it was too late to back out of this now.

“I think we need to talk about whatever is going on. We—well at least I—can’t pretend any longer that things between us are okay.”

He sighs and shakes his hair before responding, “I wanted to wait until this weekend. . . but you’re right. We need to talk.” The expression on his face would be similar to those at a funeral home.

“You want to break up?” You mutter, barely holding eye contact. When a look of relief instead of surprise crosses his face, you know you had guessed correctly. You watch him shift uncomfortably, mulling over the best way to respond. You take this moment to scan his form. In your eyes stands the love of your life, still as beautiful as the day you first met. He quickly interrupts your train of thought,

“Look, I just—I think it’s for the best.”

“Do you still love me?” you wonder.

“Of course, I still love you. . .but no longer in the way you need me to.” His graze drops to the floor almost as fast as your heart does into your stomach. You felt the tears in your eyes but fought against them because in the end you knew this had to be the conclusion. Nonetheless, his words pierce your heart.

“When—” your voice came out hoarse. “When did you realize this?” You ask. Immediately a thousand thoughts flood your mind. Did he grow bored of you? Of your relationship? Did he meet someone else? Who was she? Did you know her? Is she prettier than you?

“N-No!” he’s quick to respond. As if reading your mind, he replies, “I haven’t meet anyone else if that’s what you’re wondering. I had been denying this for a while, but it finally settled in a month ago. I’m sorry I’ve waited for so long... I ah, I didn’t have the heart to say anything. I really did try to see if I could get over the feeling!”

His hands are flying around wildly at this point trying to collect an explanation for his bottled emotions.

“—but I’m sorry I can’t.”

I can’t.

The same words when you fall off your bike as a child. The same expression when you give up on understanding math in high school. The same feeling when you weren’t hired for your first job… and the last words of your four-year relationship.

The two of you sit in complete silence as you both accept the chasm in between. You don’t know what to say. You still love him, you’re still in love with him. He’s still the man you see in your future. How is one supposed to respond when the legs holding you up walk away? Your thoughts continue to stumble into chaos as you stare at old scuff marks on the wall. Unbeknownst to you, you’ve been shaking since the beginning of the conversation. You do know; however, that if you meet his once-loving doe eyes, you won’t be able to hold yourself together. With this in mind, you proceed to study the marks more intently, focusing on anything other than the cracking in your chest. He breaks the silence first,

“… I really was going to tell you this weekend. I’m planning on moving out, so you don’t have to worry about finding somewhere else to stay.”

Your eyes immediately flip upwards, “Where are you going to stay then?” You inquire.

“Oh, uh, I’ll be crashing with some friends for now. They have a spare room they said I could use until I find my own place.”

After examining his face, you can see your pain reflected in his expression as well. His shoulders sag, and you can guess that this hurts him almost as much as it hurts you. Almost. Your heart wishes that he had let you down slower, maybe giving you some time to slowly let go. You consider that if you had a few more weeks then you could adjust to his absence… but hadn’t he already done that for you? The past few months it was like living with the ghost of him. But this—this was different. This was final. Although you would always wish for one more day, you know that it’s not reality. You’ll both need to move on. Your thoughts tune back to the present in time to hear him confess,

“—I think it’s best if I leave sooner rather than later. I don’t want to—I can’t hurt you anymore. I think I’ll just grab a bag and head to my friends. I’ll come get the rest of my stuff this weekend.”

Jungkook begins to turn towards the bedroom when you rush across the living room. You grab him by the shoulder and turn him to meet him eye to eye.

“Please,” your voice broke, filling with desperation. “Please, j-just one more night. Hold me l-like you used to.”

Your fingers dig into his shoulder as a single tear slips down your cheek. His face softens as his eyes trace the journey of your tear. He raises his hand and cups your face gently, as if the slightest movement will tear you apart.

“We shouldn’t…” he mumbles. “It won’t make things any easier.”

“Please,” you cup his hand on your face. “Please, Jungkook.” More tears begin to make their arduous journey down your face. The desperation in your voice is humiliating, but at this point you only care about being in his arms one more time.

“I-If you're going to let me go, then give me this last night. Give me yourself for the last time. Love me until it’s over.” Your breath catches when his hold on your face tightens. You blink to clear away the tears as he gives a relenting sigh. Whether he was weary from fighting you or himself is a mystery that will forever remain trapped in the night. His gaze deepens as leans down to press his forehead against yours. You can feel his breath across your lips when he mutters,

“One last night. One last time because I still love you. I want you to remember this forever, but after tonight, you have to forget.”

He pulls away and slides his hand down your arm to intertwine your fingers. His hand dwarfs yours as he leads you to the bedroom. While you have been in this situation with him countless times, you cannot help but feel as if it is all new territory. It carries the air of the night the two of you first made love. The gravity weighing on you, however, floods your senses as you come to terms that this will be the last time. As soon as you cross the doorway of the bedroom, he turns you around and cups your jaw with both hands. He leans in close and walks you backwards until the backs of your knees hit the bed. He slowly lays you down onto your back, never breaking eye contact. He hovers over you, his face only centimeters from yours, gazing deeply into your eyes. You see the indecision in his eyes, so you gather the courage and close the gap. At first, he doesn’t reciprocate the kiss. You slowly separate to gauge his reaction, but before you can, he grabs your waist to pull himself into you. His lips are soft and warm, filled with unspoken emotion. Not soon after, you trace your tongue across his bottom lip, asking a silent question. He answers immediately with a soft groan, granting access into his mouth. The feeling is disguised with the emotion of your first kiss, layered with the passionate love of four years, and revealed to be the burning out of the greatest star in your life.

He places his knee between your legs, pressing himself further into you. Your hands tease at the hem of his shirt to which he eagerly removes the clothing. Your small hands slowly trace his abs, retaining the memory of how he feels in your palms. At this action, his gaze suddenly darkens. He fists the end of your night gown and pulls it off your body. You lay bare except for your lace panties. He growls lowly at the sight and kisses you deeply like never before. With the passion between the two of you, it almost feels as if he is yours again. Almost. It is sweet, but it is absent of the love and longing he used to hold for you.

His lips descend across your jaw and down your neck, sucking small bruises in all the most sensitive parts. After four years, he knows your body as well as you do. His hands slide down across your curves to the delicate lace designs of your panties. He sucks a nipple into his mouth, and bites down on your delicate nub a little harshly, but you don’t have the time to think about it because he immediately follows this action by pushing your panties aside and rubbing circles onto your clit, drawing forth an involuntary moan. You close your eyes, once again trying to memorize every touch he gives you before it’s over. He releases your nipple with a pop and instantly diverts his attention to your other breast, all while his fingers continue to toy with your clit. You moan and grip his arms in response, but at this action, he withdraws his hand from where you need him most.

His mouth works his way off your breast, kissing down your stomach until he reaches your panties. His teeth grip onto the sheer fabric, and he pulls them down all the way until he throws them on the floor. He then returns and looks you in the eye as he caresses your thighs with his gentle lips.

“Please, Jungkook,” You moan out.

Without a second to lose, he begins to eat you out like a man starved. His tongue giving soft kitten licks, treating you like a bowl of milk. You can barely handle the sensation when he inserts two fingers into you, delivering a pleasant burn from the stretch. He doesn’t give you time to adjust as he begins pumping it in and out so aggressively you know you won’t last much longer.

“God, Jungkook” you gasp, lifting your hips to meet the thrust of his fingers. Not long after, the combination between his tongue and fingers brings you to finally snap. You moan his name like a prayer as he continues to eat you out through your orgasm. He finally ceases once he feels your body relax. Sweat rolls down your chest, heaving from the rapid breaths. He crawls upward, and kisses you hard, giving you a taste of yourself. You feel him hard against your thigh, so you grab his shoulders and flip him onto his back.

“My turn” you growl, meeting his hungry eyes and licking your lips.

You kiss his lips gently and deeply, savoring the feel of the man you love beneath you. You break away quickly as it only reminds you of what’s slipping from your grasp. You instead start trailing your lips down his neck, chest, and abs. On this you take your time, committing his body to memory. You stop kissing him when you reach the hem of his pants. He quickly resolves your pause by unzipping his pants and pulling them down along with his boxers. His dick bobs against his abdomen as you lick your lips, seeing the red, angry tip from how hard he is. You wrap your hand around him and stroke him a few times before the need to taste him became too great. You lick the pre-cum collecting across the head before gradually sucking his dick into the warm cavern of your mouth. You set a fast rhythm, bobbing your head up and down, each time taking more of him into your throat. You glance up to see his head thrown back, sweat rolling down the expanse of his chest. From the curses and groans falling from his lips, you know you’re doing well. You resume your attention to pleasuring him when, growing impatient, he grabs your hair and forces you to take more. With the sudden force, you begin to gag around his dig. Jungkook looks down through heavy lids and almost finishes right then and there. With your hair through his fingers, saliva dripping down your chest, and throat closing around his cock, he can barely contain himself.

“Fuck" Jungkook moans. “I’m about to cum.”

At this, you immediately pull your mouth off his dick. You climb up his body until your hips are centered above his. You align himself with your entrance, gaze flicking up to his.

“I want you in me for the last time,” you confess as you slowly slide onto his cock. Your eyes squeezed tight, and you bit your lip to hold back a moan. You focus instead on the feel of him entering you. His hands grip your hips, creating small bruises into your sides. After adjusting to his large size, you begin to roll your hips across his, pressing your hands down on his chest for support. Your pace is too slow, and it is torturous to your dire need for him.

“Jungkook, please help" you moan. His grip on you tightens even more as he begins pounding up into you harder and faster. The pace he sets has you quivering above him shortly after. He continues ravaging you like a mad man, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Both of your grunts and moans fill the night as you truly love each other for the last time. You push your knees tighter around his hip, so you can feel him deeper inside of you.

Jungkook grabs your neck and pulls you down for a messy kiss. You clutch onto his shoulder as he impossibly increases the speed at which he pumps into you. Jungkook feels the change of pace bringing you tighter and tighter around him until you tumble over the ledge with him quickly following after. You scratch down his chest throwing your head back as you ride out your orgasms together. You close your eyes to hold back the tears as heavy breathing fills the silence of the apartment. As your high subsided, you had remembered that as soon as this is over, he will be gone.

You lay down beside him, feeling his lips as he gently lays a kiss to your forehead. Jungkook slides out of you and pads to the bathroom coming back with a towel to clean the both of you. After throwing the towel into the laundry, he picks his clothes off the floor and pulls them back onto his body. To your surprise, he turns to lay down beside you.

Jungkook examines your tear-stained features. You hold your breath, thinking maybe he changed his mind. Maybe this night reminded him of everything you are so desperately holding onto. He centers his gaze on yours, faces inches apart, as he softly whispers,

“You stole my heart four years ago, and I want you to know that it’ll always be in your possession. I will always love you…” He presses a soft kiss to the tip of your nose.

“…but I can’t love you the way you deserve. I hope you remember us, but soon forget me. I’m sorry.” Jungkook brushes your hair behind your ear while tears stream down your cheeks. You close your eyes as he rises and walks out of room; as he walks out of your life.

You wait until you hear the click of your front door to truly let go. You wrap yourself within your sheets, breathing in his lingering scent. Tears rubbed your skin raw as you finally confronted reality. Once your breathing leveled out, you were left with a single thought. He said you would always have his heart, always a piece of him. Why couldn’t he see that when he left, he took away yours as well?

[mogekolover]

WMMAP Fairy!AU(LP universe)

WARNING: THIS ENDED UP BEING TOO LONG OMG (and i didn’t even got to talk about the Fairy plants...

AU Details: 

- Athy has fairy power. 

 - Athy likes the fairy flowers(she doesnt know they are fairy flowers) 

 -Fairy flowers(and fairies) also like her a lot bc she next queen. 

 - All hail Diana the previous FQ

(My friend told me to write this here bc I forget in which of my 847683974698379123 Twitter accounts I posted this)

(This will be more of a description than an actual... “writing” because I’m a very lazy person and I have no motivation to do so, let’s just hope I don’t start making bullet points all of a sudden)

Ok so.

Diana was what was left of the spirit of the previous Fairy Queen (FQ for short) because all went to hell when some people(emperors and the like) became too obssessed with experimentating on magical creatures, the fairy forest was lost completely. 

Now, because intelligent people ALWAYS have a back up plan, the FQ essence/spirit manages to reincarnate in a human body so it will be easier to make a new forest (they have managed to pass down the seeds to make the forest again) and each reincarnation dies and we now have Diana. Because of how much time has passed Diana doesn’t remember why she always carries the seed bags with her, she just knows they are important to her, and that she needs the perfect place to plant them (something that never happens).

*cue Claude and Diana love story*

Because of Dianas death, the spirit/essence was supposed to technically die with her(like, definitively)

BUT

Because of Claudes genes(his magic) the spirit manages to transfer the wish to make the fairy forest again into Athy, and because of her crazy amount of mana, the fairy magic part of her started revitalizing essentially making Athy into a half fairy and also the next FQ.

PS: in my crazy mind blackie ONLY has her Obelian magic, not her Fairy magic, making it so that Lucas never ate any of it when he ate Blackie, leaving Athy with her (at the moment) dormant fairy magic/genes. Her magic waking up little by little when she gets the seeds.

DETAIL FILE: ATHY

- She got the seeds from Lily on her 15th birthday and she’s the only one that takes care of them,she doesn’t even let Lily to help her.

- She gets so “interested” in her new plants that she ignores and declines(and even fakes to be sick or bussy) all of Jennettes invites to tea and along the way stops caring about Claude.

- It was already rare to her to go out, but now she just stays inside the Ruby Palaces grounds, only going out when it’s an event she can’t ignore(or if she gets forced by Lily). 

- The more the plants grow, the more her fairy part starts to wake up, and because of that, the plants start growing faster, which in turn maks her fairy part more awake. Also, because this plants are supposed to make a new fairy forest (that kinda acts like the “Fairy Kingdom”) andAthy planted the seeds in the back of the Ruby Palace, when the plants are fully growm, it looks as if the Ruby palace has its own forest, a very dense one might I add, big trees everywhere, obstructing the view of everyone to see the inside of it and also hiding a little bit the Ruby Palace.

Because of this everyone in the palace is pretty worried because obviously from some seeds you don’t get a forest like that, but Athy shrugs it off, saying that if the plants don’t harm anyone, they can continue to grow.

- Now that she has a fully grown forest on her backyard, she spends A LOT of time inside of it, coming out in time for tea time, her meals and her study lessons.

- on her 18th birthday all hell broke lose because Rosalia insisted that Athy had something to do with Jennettes poisoning (even is Athy basically lived like a reclused in her palace), and Claude being a dumb f*ck believed that.

Because Athy’s 18, she’s supposed to grow her wings(idk dont ask me i forgot why) and obviously she doesn’t know anything, the poor soul. And because of how angry she feels, her magic kinda goes out of control and in front of everyone, her wings appear/grow. 

SCENE:  This will be the "declared guilty" scene (not gonna write in detail btw, maybe some parts)

“ Athy is in the throne room, and doesn't know why the f*ck she's there. She had just came from a stroll in her forest when royal guards forcefully took her to the Garnet Palace, not answering her questions, so when she asks in the throne room "You are guilty of poisoning Princess Jennette!" was what one the nobles present at that moment said angrily. 

She frowned "I haven't seen nor talked to Her Highness in the last two years." 

"Liar!" said another. 

"What prove do you have?" she was getting angry now.

"There is no need of proof when it's something as obvious as this." 

 Everyone looked at Claude. Athanasia was very angry now. 

"You are to be hanged tomorrow at sunrise." She wanted to scream in rage and pain. Rage because of this idiots blaming her without proof. 

 And pain... *rip*

Because her back felt as if it was going to break. And she screamed. 

*cue big and grotesque description of wings growing out of her back* Through all that, she heard little voices. 

 "𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘫𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘺!" 

 "𝘔𝘺 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯!"

She heard a commotion, but she could barely listen now as the pain increased tenfold, making her double herself on the floor, letting out tears and screams. 

Then she saw white... and then she saw visio- 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 

 Memories from the ones before her  “

So basically Athanasia got all the memories from the FQueens before her(she didn't get the memories from all of Dianas previous "mortal" lifes) and now she isn't angry, she's LIVID.

after the light fades(bc she didn't imagine the light, she emitted light to finish her transition from normal human to Fairy Queen) everyone looks at her surprised bc now she has this big majestic wings and a breathtaking dress.

[The wings is a combination of first image (for the color) and the second image (for the form). The dress is the one she wears after her “transformation”]

And her eyes are sharp and full of hatred. while everyone is surprised the fairies go and greet her, and she greets them tenderly, doing a 180 from pure hatred to pure motherly/familial love

When she finishes greeting, she goes back to her cold demeanor, and says that she doesn't want to see any of them near her forest or obelia will suffer more than it will do in the upcoming months

With that she teleports to her castle deep in the woods The fairy castle

Long story short, obelia will go into chaos(bc no one will belive her until it's too late) so Claude has to suck up his pride and hate for her and apologize This is where Lily becomes the savior of the empire. Why? bc she will be the one to convince Athanasia to put everything back to normal bc she(Lily) could die if this went longer (contaminated water, all crops ruined, no rain + contaminated air, yep, pretty apocalyptic) so Athanasia considers that, and accepts Claudes "apology" and makes Lily live with her in her castle

Obviously she restores the empire (it takes like 2 weeks or so) and tells Claude to not bother her and that she doesn't want to see his nor his "offspring"(Jennette) faces near her forest.