#i think his hand is too big but im TOO TIRED to fix it sorry xoxo

[dollyhoon]

# 𝑈𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 ˚⋆𐙚˚ 🫧 𝖯.𝗌𝗁

Sypnosis 𐙚: you and sunghoon have an arguement | Genre 𐙚 : drabble,angst,fluff ending | Pairing 𐙚 : afab!reader × idolbf!sunghoon Wc 𐙚 : 667 | Warnings 𐙚 : est.relationship ,kissing

𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒 : I got a little too carried away with this,i was imagining this to be shorter but hope u enjoy reading , Feedback is always appreciated !! <3

• Your shared apartament was eeriley quiet,the kind that only settled in after a storm. The living room was dimly lit,the light coming the muted tv.

The tension between you was building for weeks ─ small misunderstandings,his busy and demanding schedule,forgotten anniversaries,all culminating in this moment.

It had started over something small ─ a comment about his phone constantly buzzing with notifications. You hadn't meant to sound accusing,but the words came out sharper than you intended. ── more under the cut !

Sunghoon sighed,leaning back against the couch. "Can we not do this right now?,I've had a long day."

"Right." You muttered,crossing your arms. "Just brush it off like always." You said,your voice a mixture of anger and frustration. "I just dont get why you don't see things from my side!,you're never here and when you are,its like you're somewhere else. I was trying to fix this relationship,i dont think i can do this anymore sunghoon."

He turned to you,his eyes narrowing slightly, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you never want to talk about anything that matters," you snapped,the frustration that had been bubbling for days spilling out. "You just keep your feelings bottled up and expect me to undertstand."

"I dont keep things to myself." He retorted,his tone defensive. "Its just i don't think that every little thing needs to be turned into a big deal."

"Every little thing?" Your voice echoed,your tone rising. "This isin't about little things,sunghoon,it's about feeling like you don't even care about this relationship anymore."

"I dont know what to you want me to say" He finally said,his voice flat. "Im tired. Im just trying to get through the day,i don't have the energy for this."

His words stung more than you wanted to admit. You bit your lip,trying to keep your voice steady.

"Im tired too,but that doesn't mean we can ignore what's happening between us."

He didn't respond,and the silence kept streching on,heavy and uncomfertable. You wanted to keep pushing,to make him talk,but something stopped you. Maybe it was the exauhstion in his eyes or,the slump of his shoulders signaling he just wasn't interested.

"Let's just drop it." You mumbled quietly,feeling the fight drain out of you. "We can talk later."

Sunghoon nodded,but the tension between you remained. You both turned your attention back to tv,both pretending to watch,but your thoughts were nowhere near the pixelated screen,instead they were tangled in the words you hadn't said and the growing distance you didn't know how to close.

After a few minutes, Sunghoon shifted closer to you. You felt the couch dip under his weight as he moved beside you, hesitating before reaching out to take your hand. His grip was tentative, as if he wasn’t sure if you’d pull away.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, his voice soft, the edge gone from it. “I don’t want us to fight. I hate it when we’re like this.”

Your heart softened at his words. You squeezed his hand gently, turning to face him. “I’m sorry too. I know you’re dealing with a lot. I just… I miss you.”

Sunghoon’s expression softened, and he reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I miss you too,” he said quietly. “I’ll try to be better. We’ll figure this out, okay?”

You nodded, feeling the warmth of his hand on your cheek. “Okay.”

He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips, and you closed your eyes, letting the moment wash over you. The tension from before seemed to melt away as you rested your head against his shoulder, feeling his arm wrap around you.

The TV continued to play in the background, but the noise no longer mattered. All that mattered was the steady beat of Sunghoon’s heart against your cheek and the comforting warmth of his presence.

For now, the unspoken words could wait.

[noellefan101]

Not Replaceable

Characters: Alhaitham x GN reader

ft Kaveh and a weighted blanket(bc you can't tell me alhaitham wouldn't sleep with it, and that hes not autistic).

Warnings: not proofread, and definitley ooc but whatever

Note: this is heavily inspired by a fic i saw some months ago, but i cant remember their username and its kinda sad :(

he's been staring at your back for 30 minutes now, you seriously promised it would be dry tomorrow, its the best you can do.

"Haitham.. do you need anything?".

"you already know what i need…".

you looked at the man, and you sweared he looked like a kicked puppy, all because you had to wash his blanket today. you feel sorry for him, but it had to be done.

"yes, i do. but you can't sleep with a," you tried once again to convince him "a big wet piece of cloth" to just try and sleep without it.

"you could also just take multible blankets and stack them, or try to be a normal person like the rest of us" ah, Kaveh walked in, probably to get another cup of coffee, and to annoy Haitham as usual.

"not the same" Alhaitham said almost immediately after Kaveh had spoke, "it doesn't weigh enough, all the ones we have are too light for me to do that" you guess he's right, since it isn't the best to have too many layers of warmth in sumeru's heat.

you and alhaitham dont have that many blankets combined anyway, unless Kaveh woul- "alright! whatever, just dont take all mine like you did last time!" guess he already said no to that option then.

"i didn't take all of yours, just a few, you still had one left" i mean, he is kind of right, as much as you didnt want to agree with that at the moment.

"uggghhh… im going now, solve that yourselves" Kaveh spoke, walking out of the room with a new coffee mug in hand.

"love, are you sure you dont want to just try with the multible blankets?" you wanted to try just one more time, even though you were sure it wasnt going to actually convince him.

"yes" alright, then you dont have any other ideas. so you tried to brainstorm some more, though none would fix the actual problem at hand.

"i could make you some tea? or you could jsut read until you feel tired?" you wanted to help him so bad, but nothing just seemed like it would work. since yours was way too light, and you cant really go out and buy another on eofr him right now.

and his still shouldn't be dry enough to use. "no" he said as you gave out a sigh, you wanted so badly to give up on trying to find a replacement. but you still couldn't let yourself do it, you still wanted to help him actually sleep today.

"are you… sure nothing can work as a replacement, even just for today?" you're sure you looked so defeated at the moment, but it didn't matter now.

"…" silence huh? maybe he's thinking about it, or maybe he gave up as well. you cant really tell, and you're too tired to try understand what's behind those pretty eyes right now.

so you guess you should just-"lay on me" did you hear that right?? "what?" you cant do anything but question him. too focused on figuring what he was trying to do, or if you heard the wrong thing.

"i know you heard me, lay on me" so you weren't just hearing his words incorrectly, "but why would that help?".

"you weigh about enough to work as a weighted blanket" you looked at him surprised, "…excuse me?" you cant help but feel a little annoyed at him. although you knew what he meant know.

"i didn't mean it like that, i swear" he quickly spoke back. coming closer to you, looking worried that he had used the wrong words.

"its okay, im messing with you. i know you wouldn't actually mean it like that" you smiled smugly, letting out a little whimper as he picked you up without warning.

you looked up at him, confused, "i-i," you stuttered out yet couldnt finish the sentence before you felt him pull you in closer to him. "i can walk on my own you know!" it wasnt quite what you had wanted to say, but it would do.

he just looked at you and shrugged then put you gently down on the bed, and then he was laying beside you the moment it had come to you that he put you down.

you both looked right at each other once again, now face to face, in a silence you couldnt quite say was nice but it wasnt unpleasant either. well before he spoke up anyway, "are you going to move or do i have to?".

"huh?" you had already forgot why you were back in your bedroom by now, too focused on his eyes to care at the moment. "okay, i'll lift you up then" oh right, that it why you're here.

"sorry, w-wait atleast give me a warning first!" you wimpered out quickly as he took you up by your torso and put you down onto his chest. "i did give you a warning." you pouted at that.

"not a good enough warning, smartass" you clearly tried to sound stern, as if it mattered at all. but by the way your lips curled up and you just cuddled in closer to him, you clearly didnt mind.

it had been about 10 minutes by now, and you were fast asleep, although alhaitham wasnt quite yet. he was tired, yes, but maybe he had focused too much on you being right there than actually sleeping.

he wasnt complaining, dont get me wrong, but maybe it wasnt the smartest to have you on him when he wasnt suposed to focus on you. you just looked so pretty all curled up on his chest while still trying to cover him up as much as you could, even in your dreams.

he will fall asleep soon, just let him enjoy your sleeping form a little longer.

and yes, he should get a second weighted blanket, but he won't. because he now hopes gets to enjoy a moment like this every time the blanket has to be washed.

thx for reading, this is a very weird whatever but im trying to cook something up i just cant cook rn-Masterlist

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[badasmuse]

“Homewrecker”

Bada Lee x Reader

Warnings: 18+ (MDNI), lowercase intended, language, cheater!bada, bottom!bada, bada is married to h*wl, bada has a daughter, top!reader, lonely bada, she also cries, appearance from itzy’s yuna

Summary: bada is lonely, you fix that.

Part 2 Here

you absolutely loved children. ever since you were fifteen when you started babysitting for your neighbor that’s when you knew. you actually wanted to start your own daycare but you wanted a degree so you decided to take a few online classes in early childhood education. but, going to college meant you need money for books and such so you never stopped babysitting. but your usual child’s father came back into her life making you jobless once again, so when you received a text from an unknown number stating she got your number from her friend you jumped with joy. and that’s how you started working for bada lee and her husband.

on your first day, you pull up to the extremely big house, you’re nervous. you keep thinking, what if i lose this kid in this big ass house.

there’s a tall woman and a slightly shorter male standing in the doorway holding a little girl. she looks about seven. you step out of the uber and approach the little family. “hi i’m y/n. i’m looking for ms. lee?”

“that’s me.” she steps out shaking your hand. “you can call me bada. this is my husband howl, not his real name but as a dancer it’s just what he goes by, and our daughter chaeyoung. come in.”

you follow the woman in and dude when i tell you this house is huge. you could probably fit three semi trailers stacked on top of each other in here. with the wheels still on and everything. you’re too busy admiring the house to hear what bada is saying.

“got that y/n?” is all you hear.

“huh? oh i’m… im sorry i was admiring your house i didn’t hear a thing. could you… repeat that?” you say shyly.

“oh no problem. this is a list of people you can call if you can’t get in touch with either of us. always try lusher first she’s my best friend she’ll always be able to get ahold of me. i’ll be out at the studio a lot this month because i’m choreographing a few comebacks and howl is getting ready to go to japan to teach some classes. i will be back around nine tonight. here’s chae’s bedtime routine. she’ll try to stay up past eight thirty, if she fights let her because she’ll fall asleep in the next five minutes. you can just lay a blanket over her on the couch and i’ll carry her to the room when i come back. is that too much at one time?” bada asks after literally vomiting a shit ton of information.

“no no i think i got it all. also, if you’re gonna be dancing, i don’t mind carrying her to her room. you’ll be tired and probably want to shower, i can handle it.” you say smiling.

“if you can i’d appreciate it. oh we have to go. chae you be good for y/n okay? i mean it.” bada says crouching in front of the girl who just nods in response before hugging her mother tight and hugging her father’s leg.

soon, it’s just you and her. boy did she give you a run for your money. you did lose her in the house while playing hide n seek. she made you play dress up with her. she took your phone and hid it, spilled apple juice everywhere, and even went into her parent’s room and took one of her mom’s lipsticks.

by now it’s eight thirty and she surprisingly went to bed without an issue, which you were grateful for because now you have to clean the mess in the kitchen and living room.

“hi i’m home.. y/n?” you hear bada say.

“kitchen!” you respond.

“what.. happened?”

“oh she spilled apple juice. this- here. she took this from your room. um, do you mind calling my phone?” you mumble.

bada sighs and goes into a room before coming out with your phone in hand. “i’m sorry she did this to the last babysitter, and the one before. if you don’t want to continue just let me know okay?” she says helping you clean the apple juice.

you look up at her and see the sweat dripping down her face, the tired look in her eyes. she’s obviously struggling. “what time should i be here tomorrow?”

her eyes light up and she smiles brightly. “um, same time okay? it’ll just be me and her, my husband will be gone early.”

“i’ll be here. go shower. i’ll finish up and make my way out of here.” you pick up the used paper towel, throwing it in the garbage.

thirty minutes later she emerges from the bathroom dressed in a new pair of sweats and a tank with her wet hair flowing down her back.

“i’ll get your uber home. can you put your address in here?”

*

now it’s been four months and man, the feelings you feel towards this woman are crazy.

“she’s just so.. fine, yuna.” you say to your best friend. “when she comes home from the studio and she’s dripping with sweat. you know how hard it is to not jump on her?”

yuna laughs, “isn’t she married?”

“yes but… come on. her husband is never really there. she’s always tired and probably sexually frustrated. i could fix that for her for real.” you say taking the drink from her.

“that’s mine.” she sighs, “well are you gonna go for it?”

“i don’t know, should i? what if i get fired?” you say.

“then you get fired. come on i’ll drop you off. it’s almost time.”

once you arrive at the house, you knock and wait, watching yuna pull off. bada opens the door and looks at you surprised. “y/n? what are you doing here?”

you blink, “it’s.. saturday?”

“oh! oh i’m so sorry. first come in.” she steps to the side, “i’m sorry, chaeyoung is with her grandmother for today. i thought i told you. probably forgot i was doing so much this morning. i feel so bad you probably ubered here, let me pay you for that and i’ll get you one back.”

“my friend dropped me off. i can ask her to come get me.” you say sending a quick text to yuna.

“well have you eaten? let me get you something.” she says.

“i’m okay i’m not hungry.” at least, not for food.

“well.. here’s a water bottle. i’m so sorry.”

“it’s okay bada. my schedule is open.” you look at the reply from yuna and sigh. “actually could you get the uber? my friend is busy, she won’t be able to come get me for at least an hour or so.. unless you don’t mind me waiting?”

“i don’t mind. i actually wanted to talk to you about chaeyoung.” she says sitting next to you.

“what is it?”

“i’m not too sure what you’re doing but.. she used to be terrible in school, behavior wise, and ever since you came along it’s changed. what are you doing with her? what can i do to make sure she doesn’t act that way once you get your degree and stop working for me?” bada sighs, leaning back on the couch.

“bada,” you turn your body to face her, “the issue with chae is you don’t give her enough attention. i know both you and howl work a lot. it happens. but she tells me all the time how she wishes at least you were here more often. she’s lonely. it’s only her and you stick her with a bunch of strangers. she told me she feels happy when i’m here because even tho i’m leaving, i still make her happy because i’m giving her the attention she craves.”

bada wipes a tear from her cheek, “i try. it’s just hard. i want to be here. then howl took that stupid job traveling to different countries like he doesn’t have a wife and child at home. i feel like i’ve been snapping at her which is why i sent her with her grandmother. i wanted to.. be with my husband and he’s not even here he went to america. i wanted to talk to him about this.”

you pull bada in for a hug and rub her back as she cries into your shoulder. “you’re doing the best you can, bada. you can’t be too hard on yourself. howl should’ve thought about that before he left. he needs to understand you need help.” you say softly.

bada pulls back and looks at you, “you really think i’m doing my best?”

“i do.”

there’s a tension filled silence as you look at each other. you don’t know what fueled you but you lean in and kiss her on her lips before pulling back quickly. “oh shit i’m sorry you’re married-“

she cuts you off with another kiss gripping your shirt. this one is a lot more desperate. “please…” she mumbles against your lips. “i need this please.. please don’t go.” she whines.

“your room.” you say and she stands up pulling you into the bedroom she shared with howl.

she pushes you on the bed and climbs on top of you finding your lips again as your hands trail under her shirt. you pull it off her and she whines.

“relax baby, i’ll make you feel good, just be patient.” you turn her on her back kissing her neck and down to her chest. lifting up her bra you attach to her nipple, sucking gently and she moans. you pinch the other one with your fingers and her hips buck up against you, looking for friction.

“keep your hips down.” you whisper, kissing down her stomach. you leave marks on her hip bones and she moans your name.

“y/n please… please i want you so bad!” she writhes on the bed.

you pull her shorts off and she’s not wearing anything under them. “made this easy for me huh? oh you’re so wet for me bada.” you run a finger over her clit and her leg jerks. you put her leg on your shoulder and make eye contact with her. “can i?”

“please y/n please do- OH!” she moans out when your tongue makes contact with her clit. her hands clutch the sheets as you suck on her clit, sticking two fingers in her.

her breath hitches and she lets out loud moans, “oh my god s-so good! please more!”

you insert another finger curling them up into her spot. she lets out a squeal. “why are you so good at this?” she moans, hands going to your hair as she fucks herself onto your fingers. “i’m cumming!”

you speed up your fingers, flicking your tongue skillfully and she cums with a scream, your name falling off her lips.

you pull your hand out giving her a minute to breathe. “you okay?” you run her lower stomach gently.

“i need… more. please? i have.. have toys in my sock drawer.” she pants.

you walk over to where she points and find a different array of toys. “oh you’re kinky.”

“please use whatever you want. make me your slut. please.” she whines.

you bite your lip, grabbing the dildo, a vibrator, and some handcuffs. “you mind?”

“oh please!” she moves her hands to the headboard, letting you cuff her to it. “i-i can eat you out while you fuck me. you can sit on my face.”

you shiver at the thought before stripping and doing what she wants. her tongue skillfully explores you and you question how she let a man trap her with a tongue like that? you lean forward and put the dildo in her, immediately thrusting it in and out of her while putting the vibrator on her swollen clit. she moans into you and pulls at the cuffs. you’re worried she might be uncomfortable so you lift up but she whines loudly. “i’m not finished!”

you sit back down, thrusting the toy faster and turning up the speed on the vibrator. you let out a moan trying not to grind on her face. you move when she starts to mumble something.

“what did you say baby?”

“use me. use me to get yourself off. make me your personal tuck toy.” she moans out.

you moan as you move back onto her face doing as she asks all while you fuck into her tight count with the dildo. you’re close and you know she’s close from the way her moans get higher. she latches onto your clit sucking roughly as you pound the dildo into her gspot and you’re both cumming with loud moans. you remove the toys and she squirts all over her bed. you get off her and rub her clit, helping her ride out her high.

“okay! okay i’m done i can't…i’m done please!” she moans pulling the cuffs.

“give me one more. let me make sure you’re 100% satisfied. you might not get it this good for a while.” you whisper.

she whimpers and cums one last time, her juices flow out of her and you caress her thigh gently.

“so good for me bada. did such a good job.” you uncuff her and she pulls you in for a kiss. you can taste yourself on her tongue.

“thank you.” she whispers. “i needed that. god i needed that.. tell your friend nevermind. stay with me.”

“what about your husband? and chae?” you ask.

“he’s gone for a week, chae will be back tomorrow night. after i take a nap i want to go again.” she groans, turning on her side.

grabbing your phone, you tell yuna to just bring your backpack that has your strap instead and you lay down next to bada. she immediately moves her head onto your chest and sighs, falling asleep.

that was a lot easier than you thought it would be.

[wolfchankki]

I loved your Soobin fic 🤭 and I loved it so so much, and I thought I'd request smtn, idk about you but when I see Beomgyu I always think of him as a bratty bottom, so here's what I'm thinking:

・FemDom reader (Like femfem.. No one can tell she's the top.. I don't see enough of those type of doms iykwim)

The scenario would be that reader and Beomgyu are roommates, reader is more on the introverted side so she doesn't go out much unlike Beomgyu does, which makes him think “She's probably haven't sex before” so he'd tease her until one day reader is over it and puts him in his place!

For kinks I'd want to see some overstimulation, slight degradation (or praising degrades), pet names, maybe a mommy kink?, & toys (vibrators)

That's all from me for now 🤭

Hello babe, good? Thanks for the request! I’m sorry for taking so long to post, but today I finally had a day off, and I hope the little longer writing make up for my delay. You guys are going feral over bratty Beomgyu and I’m loving every moment of it so far JSHKSHKS, for sure I’ll try to engage a little of every kink you put here, and here we stand up for FemFemdoms!

Im sorry for any mistake, I’m writing it totally stressed out AND a little drunk

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Bratty!Beomgyu x FemDom!Reader

overstimulation, degradation, pet names, mommy kink, toys (bullet and wand vibrator), a single face slap, hairpulling, no piv sex

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“Sleepless” (aka my fav Dutch Melrose song)

Tired of him nagging your ears off for four hours straight, you put your headphones on, a chill Spotify playlist giving some peace for your overused hearing sense.

At least for fifteen minutes, before your roommate get bored and took them off of you.

Taking one heavy breath with closed eyes, you finally open them again, not fully ready for Beomgyu’s shit talking again.

“…But are you really still virgin?” Asked after straight four minutes of a monologue of “how people over 20 shouldn’t be virgins anymore”.

For fucks sake.

No, you’re not virgin, but what’s the problem if you were? You could be religious, or that could be just your choice. Why is he so bothered by the thought of you having or not sex?

“Not of your business, Choi, now let me sleep”.

“I can’t! I’m now sure that you’re a freaking virgin and you’re just ashamed to admit. How can you sleep knowing that you’re over 20 and still virgin?”

His logic just doesn’t make sense enough for you, so you just fix the hem of your purple dress with a huff. You put him after your bath since your pajamas are on the dryer.

“I know you’re tired, but listen: you never, never, hang out alone or with someone, you’re always occupied ever since I know you, so you can’t possibly had sex before. So, you’re virgin!”

“Yeah yeah, you figured out the biggest secret of my life, now let’s sleep, Beomgyu” your tired voice gave some chills to the boy’s spine, observing you undo the Dutch braid of your hair, your almost everyday hair style. You thought that just agree with him would save you a little mental sanity.

Oh girl, how wrong.

“Ha! You virgin!” he scoffed “Are you waiting for your prince?”

“Guess you want to be this prince, since you’re making it such a big deal” you answered, rolling your eyes.

“Maybe, it would be lovely to make such a damsel cry for my cock” even not looking at him, you could hear the smirk in his voice.

That was the last straw you needed.

Standing up in a hurry, you gave no time for him to make another joke before you slapped him across the face.

He looked at you, too shocked to speak, hand in his red cheek.

Your stinging hand runs to his hair, taking in a fistful of his overgrown locks.

“Listen to me, very very carefully, Beomgyu. Now, you’ll shut your dirty mouth and do exactly what I want, am I clear?”

At first, he was too shocked with the attitude to speak, so, as little reminder of his new position, you tighten the grip in his hair.

“Yes, ma’am!”

Surprised by his sudden politeness into calling you “ma’am”, you hum at his response. You forcefully make him lay on your own bed, leaving him there to make sure the door is locked.

He wanted to ask if you’re that desperate for losing your virginity as a tease, but he already knows better and kept his mouth shut for the first time.

“You’re unsufferable, Choi, I’m worn-out of it. You need to learn your place for now on, so, that’s how its going to work: first, I’m not going to have sex with you, bad dogs like you don’t deserve it, but you feel a little of what I could do with you if I really wanted to. If something gets too much, just say “red”, then I’ll stop, and if you’re feeling good to continue, say “green”. If you don’t say “red”, I’ll stop whenever I feel like it. Ill not tie you up for now, but if you fucking think about touching me, you’ll regret it.”

Dazed, Beomgyu just nods eagerly. Who’s desperate now?

“You’re just a dumb, desperate whore, Beomgyu, ill make it clear for you since you’re too stupid to realize it by yourself.”

He hated the way his cock throbbed in his pants.

“Sit properly” you demand, “and take off your clothes”.

A little troubled, he does what you want, wondering what you going to do.

While he takes his clothes off in no hurry, you went to your wardrobe and take some things from the last drawer. Beomgyu was shocked seeing the wand and the bullet vibrators in your hand.

“You…”

“It’s clean, don’t you worry about it.”

“I would ask if you… When you use it?” for the first time ever, you saw him blushing at his own question.

“You’re always not home, sometimes I need to relax” you answer as if it was nothing. He didn’t answer.

“Why ae you so quiet now, uh?” you tease “Not so cheeky anymore, Gyu?”

The simple nickname made shivers run down his spine. Good.

Is something hard to explain, the sensation of knowing that you’re the one in charge now, also acknowledging that the whole time, you’ll be fully clothed, while he’s all exposed to you. Is something powerful, this kind of dominance.

“Are you okay? Use your words, Beomgyu” is always good to check up on the subbing one, know if they’re mentally prepared to continue the scene, you know it well.

“Yes, ma’am”.

“You know why I am doing it?’’ you asked, walking towards his naked self, sat in the middle of the bed”

Beomgyu didn’t answered, looking away, making you chuckle.

“Soon you’ll know.”

You pretty dress moves with your body while you sit in bed next to him, exposing your tights a little more, drawing his attention towards them.

“Enjoying the view?”

“Very much, actually.”

Here’s the cheeky tone again.

“Lay on your back. I want you to lay your head on top of your hands, arms up.”

This time, he takes a little more time to react to your words, but you let him take his time without pushing too much further, knowing that everything of it is new to him.

He finally obeys, laying on the bed just the way you wanted, looking at the ceiling.

“Not so brave anymore, bitch?”

He huffs, you ignore.

Looking down, you could see his half hard member.

“Is my dumb whore enjoying it? Enjoying being called this dirty things, uh?”

Your fingertips run along his thigh softly and you observe him chilling and his cock twitching. He closed his eyes with a deep breath. You take advantage of it and take the wand vibrator in your hand, turning it on in the lowest setting at the base of his dick.

He let out a strangled, surprised moan, his hands already flying towards you arm for support, but he remembered your threat, putting his hands back to place.

The game was just starting.

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“Mo-mommy, please!”

His fucked-out expression made you hum, holding one of his trembling thighs in a heavy grip, your nails digging a little in his skin while the bullet made his way to his tip after his first orgasm.

“Mommy? What is it now, uh?” you chuckle “Didn’t new you like it, Beomgyu… But mommy will make you feel good again and again, wasn’t it what you wanted? Mommy’s attention, slut?”

That was when his sobbing started, already feeling overstimulated from just one orgasm. With your iron grip – that he was surprised that you even had the strength to hold him in place – didn’t let him close his leg, making the sensations stronger. He never stimulated himself after the orgasm, and the feeling hit him hard.

“Color, Beomgyu?”

He hated to admit, but the agonizing sensation was making he feel good in some way, and know that the moment he wasn’t feeling well you will stop, made it even more pleasurable for him.

“Green! Green, mommy, ma-make me cum, pleasepleaseple-ah! Please!” You chuckle at his hurry, caressing his thigh.

“Y’know, I shouldn’t let you, you were so, so bad earlier, pup… maybe I don’t let you cum again at all and just stop here…” Being unfair, you turned on again the wand vibrator in a little higher setting at the base of his dick, not taking off the bullet in his tip, making him squirm, moaning louder that you imagine that he would.

“M'sorry! Sorry, mommy, m’sorry!”

“Are you? Are you really sorry, or you’re just a desperate whore to cum?”

“M’really sorry, I-I swear, m’mmy!”

You could tell that he was using all his self-control to not cum without your permission, and fighting the urge to move his hands from their place he so obediently let them.

“Then you can cum, Choi.” You almost don’t finish your words when he came with a scream, barely nothing coming out, his body having strong goosebumps and spasms.

But you just took away the bullet.

He cried, and you straddled his thighs, not letting him move.

“Just one more and we’re done, can you do it for mommy, puppy?”

You observe the fat tears running down his pink cheeks, smiling to yourself, he was so pretty fucked out like this.

“What’s your color, Gyu? Speak to mommy”.

Taking away the vibrator to let him talk, he takes some deep breaths.

“I… I-I think I can, mommy… Green.”

“That’s a good boy! Let me know if gets too much”.

You put the vibrator almost in the highest setting, again finding its way to his dick.

He sobs and bucks his hips hardly but couldn’t do much since you’re pretty comfortable siting in his thighs. He could feel your soaked cunt through your panties in one of his thighs but couldn’t do anything about it with his hands below his head, trying to obey you. He tried to focus on your pretty hair contouring your face and the strap of your dress slipping off your shoulder, an image that he will never forget.

“I’ll ask again; why am I doing it, Beomgyu?”

“I-I was- humph! I was bad to you, mo-mommy!”

“Right! You were very bad and nosy, Gyu, but is okay, mommy will teach you how to behave properly. What do we say when someone does something good for us, Beomgyu?”

The buzz of the vibrator was inebriating both your senses.

“Thanks, thanks for making me le-learn, mommy, thank you, I’m sorry!”

“What a good boy, already learning! You can come when you’re ready, baby, so good for mommy…”

Not a moment after, Beomgyu came, nothing coming out his slit, just spasming uncontrollably below you, tears streaming nonstop from his closed eyes, sobs and hiccups coming out his beautiful shaped mouth. You turn off the tool immediately and get off his thighs, shushing him.

“There there, baby, you did so good for me, so good for your mommy, I’m proud of you, bae.”

You run your fingers in his damp hair, comforting him after what he would say later as the strongest orgasms he had ever had.

“M’sorry, mommy…”

He says after a while with you calming him down.

“I know baby, is okay, mommy is not mad anymore, you did so well for me.”

You smiled and kissed his forehead.

“Can I eat you out?”

He sounds so sudden and innocently shameless, that you had to laugh.

“Not today, baby, I’m good.”

“But, mommy, please-“ he was ready to whine about it, but you cut him off.

“No, Beomgyu. Want mommy to scold you again?” he pouted and shook his head “So, listen to me. I’m tired, and I can bet you’re exhausted. Maybe another time. Just a minute, babe” you rolled your eyes playfully when he whined again when you get out of the bed to take some wipes to clean him.

You clean his chest, lower belly and, of course, his cock. He hisses, but you were fast, so he didn’t complain a lot.

“I’ll get you some water, okay?”

He nods with a small smile while you walk away, looking you up and down. He loves this dress.

When you came back, he was already fast asleep in your bed with his mouth slightly open, drained out of energy. You chuckle to yourself. Maybe he never learns, but its alright, you’ll always remind him his place.

[simping4-2manyppl]

I love your stories! Is it okay if you do Tom x Reader, but the Reader like isn't famous xxx

Tom Kaulitz 🎸

AHH HES SO CUTE IN THISSS, BUT OFCC AND TYSM IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY STORIES 🫶🏼🫶🏼 THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR A WHILE CAUSE I DIDNT HAVE ANY IDEAS BUT I HOPE YALL LIKE IT! <33 ITS A BIT SHORT 😓

Tom kaulitz x reader!!

You met the twins a while ago in school and you guys instantly clicked, they later introduced you to georg and gustav which you also became best friends with.

The time you realized you had feeling for tom was when he wiped off some ice cream from your face when you had both snuck downstairs to eat some in the middle of the night. Thats when you started becoming more aware of your feeling but you kept them to yourself, not wanting to ruin the close friendship you had with him.

As you enjoyed all the small kind gestures he did for you, you tried to convince yourself that he was just being friendly until one night you had attended one of their concerts and after the show he pulled you away from everyone backstage and kissed you.

Since then you guys began dating and everyone was super supportive in your friend group, but you wanted to keep your relationship secret from the public as you didnt want to get a bunch of hate since you werent really the type to want the spotlight on you.

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You were sitting down, watching as the band was practicing, you always enjoyed hanging out with them and watching them play as you found it relaxing.

“We should take a break..” Bill said, his voice already sounding tired. “Yeah you guys should, its been hours and i think you guys did amazing!” You said, smiling.

They thanked you and walked away to go rest, or just do whatever, but tom stayed, sitting next to you and wrapping his arm around you.

You smiled, getting comfortable on his chest. He pressed a kiss on your head and whispered in your ear.

“Want to go upstairs and have some fun?” He said smirking, you gasped and hit his chest, with a slight tint of red on your cheeks.

He laughs, “im joking.” He said as he messes up your hair. You chuckled and fixed your hair, you put your head on his chest again, just looking up at him this time.

He had a big goofy grin on his face and you just smiled, admiring it. You loved everything about him, he always treated you so kindly and no different from the rest, he didnt make you feel bad for not being ‘famous’ or anything.

Not only that, considering how many crazy fan girls he had, he always had his eyes on you, even if you thought dome were prettier than you he always reassured you, which you loved.

He placed a small kiss on your lips which knocked you out of your thoughts, giving him a kiss back.

“I love you tom..” you said, your hand on his cheek, “i love you too y/n” he said chuckling.

And that wasnt the only time you both have said it to eachother, you said it to eachother all the time, even now that you’re happily married and still superr in love as you were when you were teenagers.

Sorry its a bit short guys, meant to get this out of the way such a long time ago but i got busy with some stuff but i hope you all liked this short story!! Bye noww 💗👋

[hearts4golbach]

Helena. (Pt. 2)

"What's the worst that I could say? things are better if I stay."

a/n:

I want to make this an actual book in the future, so I will not be doing more parts.

not proofread.

warnings:

none

word count:

0.7k

you stormed over to Johnnie in a fit of rage. "what the actual fuck is wrong with you, Johnnie?" you pressed your hands against his chest and pushed him back.

"i-im sorry, y/n." he choked out, staring at you in awe.

"Are you serious? I can't believe this is the way we run into each other after all these years." You were so angry tears began to well in your eyes.

you turned towards your car, the damage wasn't too bad. it had a noticeable dent in the side, and you'd definitely need to take it into a shop.

"Look, I'll pay for you to get it fixed." he ran his hand through his messy hair. his eyes lingered on your lips for a little too long.

you rolled your eyes as you crossed your arms. "I have my own big girl money. thanks." you said sarcastically.

"at least let me do something nice for you. I feel so fucking bad," Johnnie pleaded with you. "come stay with me."

"why the fuck would I want to do that?"

Johnnie took a step closer to you. "Because you wouldn't have to pay for a hotel." he bribed. "Come on, y/n. please?"

his pleading made your heart ache the same way it did when you were younger. "Fine."

"follow me home. you can still drive your car, right?" his eyebrows raised with concern.

"how the hell would I know?" Johnnie followed you over to your car. you climbed in and started the car. it sputtered before turning on. "you are so fucking lucky this turned on, Johnnie."

he let out a relieved sigh. "are you okay? do you think you need medical attention or anything?" his eyes grazed over your body,

"im fine. can i even trust you driving back to your house? you obviously don't know how stop signs work." you crossed your arms. Johnnie hated how stubborn you were being.

he rolled his eyes. "I'll be fine. trust me, y/n."

you gave in, shutting your car door. you weren't sure why you took him up on his offer, but you did.

the drive back to his house wasn't far. you nearly cried on the drive there from how angry you were about your car. he better fucking pay for it.

he parked whatever car he had on the side of the road and you did the same. you climbed out of the car and Johnnie crossed the street to meet you. "this is my house. by the way, I have two roommates, so.."

"you could've mentioned that originally." you slung your backpack over your shoulder and followed him up to his house.

he unlocked the door and walked inside. it was dark and quiet, but he flipped on the kitchen light. "you're gonna have to stay in my room."

"figured as much." you grumbled. he grabbed himself a glass of water and handed you one. "Thank you."

"here, let me take your bag." he offered, searching for forgiveness. you handed it to him and followed him up to his room. "you can take the bed." he said, setting your backpack beside it.

"it's your bed, I'm not taking it. I can make a pallette on the floor or something."

"you're not doing that. we can just share the bed, it's not like we haven't before." you could see exhaust starting to set into his face.

you felt bad and didn't want to tire him out anymore. "okay." you agreed, not wanting to protest.

"what side do you want?" he asked, turning towards you. "I mean, you always had the wall. you can have the wall." he offered.

"okay, ill take the wall." you hadn't shared a bed with anyone since Johnnie. Deja vu was eating you alive.

you carefully climbed into his bed. it was soft and plush. it felt amazing on your tired, aching body. you pulled the covers over the two of you as he climbed in next to you.

"do you have a new girlfriend, Johnnie?" you asked quietly, turning to face him. your voice was softer than before, just as he remembered it.

"no, I haven't dated anyone since you." he answered truthfully.

you sighed, "me either." you rolled onto your back and stared at the ceiling.

there was awkward silence for a couple minutes. "night, y/n." Johnnie rolled towards to face you. he always slept on that side of his body.

"goodnight."

[vlassk]

False God

P4

A/N lots of dialog. I was very tired writing this and keeping to with timelines after most of them were deleted it only small Strikes is hard. The tabs i have open oml. But i hope you like this one!! Its a small slow burn as i do want to acknowledge Amanda and her inpact on the story as a whole. 

Pairing- Uldren/Crow sov x Guardian

Comfort/feels

You eventually get some time off. After having an alliance with Caitles forces, fixing the endless night, finding out Osiris was involved with the endless night. Savathun is taking Osiris as a form...

A deep sigh leaves your lips. Your helmet is set on the war table. Osiris was released from Savathuns hold. He was forever asleep.

   You had walked in on Crows Meeting with Savathun right before. Their argument was heated. The words twist his mind, and he leans forward in their conversation.  Before you realized what was happening, he touched her statue. You leap forward, landing incorrectly and falling down. Crow groans

--

"Dont!.... Don't come any closer." You slowly get up on your knees

"What did you show him!?" Ghost pulls himself out. Yelling at Savathun.

"Everything..."

"Y/n get up...please" crow pleads. Remember how Cayde looked...what he did...

He runs off as glint pleads 

"You hurt him!"

"Someone had to.. better for it to come from a friend... you know how it is Guardian" 

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You snap back to reality. Getting up and walking towards crow. He just leans against the door.

"Crow..."

"Uldren Sov...Awoken Prince, brother to a Queen...murderer"

"Now i know the man i was... and you... you... im so sorry... you did what you had to do.i don't think i would have told me either." He takes a big sigh. 

"Savathuns' visions were like a waking dream. I could feel the heat of the flames, taste of blood in my mouth..."

"I saw everything he did... through his eyes"  

"Crow, please let me jus -" You try to explain. 

"You're afraid of who i used to be. That he'll come back... I am too... so I've asked ikora to put me on another assignment...tell mara... tell mara... tell her whatever you want. I'll see you again when I'm ready. " Crow begins to walk away. You grab his arm, making him turn around 

"Let's just talk. Have a conversation, birdie?"

"How can you even look at me the way you do?!"

"I know.. i know crow ive been there!"

"How!? How have YOU, Vanguards most Prized Guardian, been there? How do you understand whats going on with me!" Crow yells back. He stops pausing for a second and looking away. 

  "I feel... like him, " he sighs. Leaning back against the wall

"Cmon...lets talk crow please" You grab a hold of his hands. 

"Please," you squeeze his hands slightly. He looks at you and nods. 

  You both head to a small spot in the helm. You sitting down and him hesitantly following after you. 

Silence sits between you two. The awkwardness almost hurts 

"You aren't like him, crow." You sigh. Leaning back in your seat

"How do you know y/n" Crow looks at you. Concerned. 

"Because i have to...if you can't change, then what does that make of me?" Looking down at your hands. 

"But you're perfect, you are Vanguards Finest..i don't understand you." Crow leans down, trying to look at you. 

" When i found out who i was, i felt the same as you... My past self wasn't ever something to be proud of Crow." You look at him. The blue man is going from Curious to Sad again.

"Who...were you?" 

"I... i was a False God, a face for a misguided church..."

"I don't understand how that's so horrible. I'm sure you did well... Gave Faith?"

"I did not. I sent my followers to Burn small towns that were left after the collapse. I listened so blindly like an idiot child even though i should have known better. " You shake your head, getting up and walking in front of Crow. You sigh and lean to look at him. Both hands rested on his shoulders.

"Do not believe that you are him! Dont let that Old part of you mess up what you have now!" You shake him off a bit and stand up completely. 

"Y/n, i didn't know..." Crow mumbles. Not having an idea on what to say. 

"Thank you for trusting me.. thanks for listening, too... i think i should still go.. I need space from others. " Crow stands up as well, looking at your slightly disappointed face. He grabs your hands in his

"Please visit me? If that's something you're okay doing?" 

  You smile and squeeze his hands 

"Of course I will, ikora can set you on a new path. Of course Ghost will miss Glint but we are going to get busy here soon..."

"Your ghost? Glint?" Crow chuckles a bit at the thought. Folding his arms. 

"Oh please... you haven't noticed? Why do you think i visit you so often? " You poke his chest, pushing him back slightly.

"You only visit me because our ghosts have interest in eachother?" He hides his smile, pouting his lips. 

"Well... no, maybe not the only reason, i mean its nice they talk in person, you kno-"You panic thinking you made the already sad man even more distraught.

"I'm kidding y/n... gosh seeing you panic like that was honestly humoring" crows smile only grows. He watches as you roll your eyes. 

"Yeah, whatever, bird boy... I'm getting my helmet... then I'll fly you to the Tower?"

"Maybe i can fly us?" Crow raises an eyebrow. Hoping its a yes.

"Fine, but we take Your ship." You agree walking off to receive your helmet. 

You know you started gaining feelings for crow a while ago. You also knew he had started liking Amanda Holliday. It hurt, seeing Caydes killer walk as a new man. It hurt when you realized you liked him.  It hurt knowing he liked someone else.

 You finally retrieved your helmet. Heading to Crows ship and sitting down.

"When will you tell him about your feelings?" Your ghost floats by.

"Shh Ghost...he might hear you." You push away your ghost.

"Oh please, you know glint, and i talk about you both." Ghost only floats closer, around your face.

"And im sure glint brings up Amanda" You push them back again. 

"Glint talks about you more though," the ghost stays beside you happily.

You roll your eyes leaning back in the chair.

Crow finally shows up. There was small talk but you both were too exhausted from everything. Glint and Ghost going back to talking behind you both.  During a break Crow goes into the back of the ship.  You hear his pleads with Ikora. Until he comes back to you and sits down at the pilots seat. 

   "Did she agree to reassign you?" You turn to look at Crow.

"Yeah, I'll be working with Caital..." he begins to fly again. Heading to the tower. You two finally get off the ship. Heading towards Ikora. You both pass by Amanda. He turns away when he sees her look at you both. He quickly grabs your hand and pulls you with him. You turn to see Amanda's face. There is slight disappointment on her face. As you get pulled from out of her sight. 

 You walk up the stairs and slants. Crow speed is getting quicker as you try keeping up. You see all the faces in the tower staring at you both. Before going down the stairs to get to Ikora, you stop. Getting tugged slightly as crow keeps going. He stops, too.

   You look at him. His hood up to hide from the faces in the Tower. You dont say anything. You don't even know what to say. 

Crow takes a deep sigh. Making sure no ones around before pulling his hood down. He looks at your face. You look at him the same as you always do, no resentment, no hate, not even pity. And he just stares at you.

    He opens his mouth about to say something. But you shut him up.  You simply pull him into a tight hug.  He slowly rises his arms, Hugging you back. 

Another silent moment between you both.  Another moment that makes crow think of you in a romantic way. You both let each other go. Crow silently walks down the stairs as you lean against the railing watching him.  As he gets to the bottom about to leave the area, he turns to look at you. Both waving a small goodbye. Not forever, but for now.

You leave to do your own thing. Knowing Crow is in good hands. Also, knowing you have to defeat the Witch Queen.. a fight you're not ready to do.  

"What was that about?" You turn to see Amanda behind you. Folded arms and a questioning look. 

"What was what about?" You ask

"The running away from me... i wanted to say hello but didn't get the chance you both Just ran off" Amanda looks around trying to find Crow.

"Oh yes, sorry. I wanted to stop, but Crow kinda just dragged me off..."

"For what?" 

"Oh, uhm. He's just going through it.  I thought i could help him out. I think he just needs to be alone. " You let your ghost roam around needing some backup if needed.

"He could have gone to me... no offense to you, but i thought we were getting closer. " Amanda leans against the door. Sighing to herself.

"No, i get it.  I think me and him just have some things in common" You point to ghost who was floating by some flowers. She nods her head. She begins to walk back to her stationed area.

 Months pass. You defeated the witch queen, Lord Saladin, convinced Caital to Spare Crows life. You sat at the Helm quietly, sitting on a couple of boxes quietly. 

  You hear someone stumbling around. Knocking over some things. You sit up quickly and look around, pulling out your gun and keeping an eye out. You see Crow stumble in tripping on a box and falling. Quickly, you put away your weapon and stumble to him as well. The randomness of the whole situation makes you unstable. 

  "Are you alright?!" 

"Y/n...she..."

"Birdie, are you alright?!" You sit on the floor next to him.  Hugging him close, glint popping out. 

"Amanda found out..."Glint hovers over crow. You look down at the blue man. He's still recovering from his fall. You can tell he's drank and cried. He slowly gets up to sit on his knees. His head hanging low. 

" she said she never wants to see me again... i thought i could fix things, and then she comforted me. Held a gun to my head... said that im a murderer, said I'm the same as Uldr-"

"She's wrong. You are not the same as him. Cayde was my Fiance, i knew him, she saw me trust you every day and to do that to you?!" You stand up quickly. going for your helmet and weapons on a box. 

  Crow grabs at the cloth on your clothes. Still on his knees

"Dont leave me..." he looks up at you. You sigh and begin to drag him up. You pull him towards where you were sitting as he slumped down. You sit next to him, looking at Glint and Ghost. 

He's hurt. But not in a way i can fix. " Glint sighs. You shoo them both away. Looking at Crow. You lift your arm up behind him. He slowly falls onto your lap. Passing out into a deep slumber. You sit in silence, stroking his hair. As the hours go by, you also fall asleep.

"Guardian...wake up" You hear your ghost speak. But you keep your eyes closed.

"Ghost leave her be... she's tired, let her sleep. " You can hear crow. You fall back asleep  leaning to one side.

"Okay, but she's falling down, and im not strong enough to catch her.." 

Crow rushes to catch you,  you wake up finally and look around. Seeing Crow hold you.  

   "Wakey wakey Guardian" crow smiles as he lifts you up.  

"Ew don't call me that..." you sit up again rubbing your tiredness away. 

"I'm sorry...y/n"

"Better.." 

Crow laughs and sits next to you. He looks sober, thankfully.

"I'm sorry for just walking in on you yesterday. I had drank at the bar Amanda, and i used to go to... and... well, i glint took me to you."

It's fine, I'm glad you could come to me. How are you?" 

"I'm okay. I just disappointed her so bad. I should have told her when i found out. Maybe we could have figured it out together" crow sighs and looks at you. You were already looking at him.  

"But i am happy that im here with you. She could have had the same reaction, too. "

Crow looks at your weapons on the table. You see that hes looking at them, and you move them down to the floor.

"Id never do something like that to you... even when i first saw you, i never thought of pulling my weapon on you" 

Crow looks away. Recounting his conversation with Amanda. Thinking of her anger and hatred. He then recounts you.  Your face when you saw him,  how it changed from that moment on. How you had always been there. Sure, Amanda had more free time. It's time to go out to a bar to have fun. But he remembers how you were always there when it mattered. Even when it didn't. He looks towards you slowly. You turn your head to see him. He raises his arms to grab your face. Like you did once before. 

   "Crow?" You look into his eyes once more. 

He says nothing, just looking at you. Taking in all your features. Crows face starts to blush as he pulls himself closer to you. 

"What about manda..." You whisper as he gets closer. He stops for a moment. Looking at your lips, then back to your eyes. He closes his eyes and brings you closer. Finally kissing you. You kiss back as he pulls you closer. His cheeks blushed more and more. His heart sparks. His stomach feels like moths flying around.

 He pulls his legs onto the boxes you both are on. You sit on top of him. A small is heard from the side. Crow stops and looks back, seeing Glint and Ghost floating behind. 

  "Please stop.." Crow begs watching as Glint stays still.

"We have been waiting for this moment for years!" Ghost flies closer, scanning both of our faces. You sigh and get up, crow reaching out for you. 

"Yeah, no moment ruined."You turn back to look at crow, who's still lying down. 

"Cmon, don't let them ruin it," he pleads with you

"Crow...i-i like you a lot. But you're vulnerable right now. I can't do this, Amanda will come around. "  You sigh. I'm going to grab your gear. Crows eyes widen at your confession. He turns to the ghost. As they slowly float away to give you space.

"Amanda has hurt me. Her friendship meant a lot and i didn't like how it happened... but just now, y/n ive never felt a spark like that ever! Even in Uldrens life i feel it!" Crow gets up. Following after you. Tugging at your arm. 

You try to walk away still, He pulls you back, turning you around and into his chest.

"What about Amanda, i know she started feeling a way towards you... i know it'll return. I can't do that to her..." You let your limbs go weak. Your head aches from all the emotions.

" she doesn't even want to see me... but i understand you have your hesitations.. I'll give you time, but i won't forget about today, though. " Crow lets you go. You hesitate to walk away. Getting your things slowly. 

"Ill see you crow..." you put Ghost away, walking away. 

Crow watches you. Sitting back down.

"Did we ruin it?" Glint flys by

"Yes, yes glint you did," crow sighs, facepalming.

"Shes got a point... you were so focused on Amanda you didnt see Guardians feelings for you"  glint flys around crows head.

"She doesn't like being called Guardian...and  why would she have liked me after what i did?"

"Well, you stayed after she told you who she was. She stayed throught it all for you though.  It's a mutual respect.." glint goes on.

"It's different.  I took away her Lover...why would she like me?"

"Only she knows that, im sure she's confused. It was wrong of you to make a move on her, especially when last night you were too drunk to fly here yourself" 

"You're right, Glint. I'll give her the space she needs... she's just so perfect,i won't let her go. " Crow grabs his things, heading out of the helm as well.

[hebimoonlightwrites]

Im gonna be bad and request another NSFW with the summer prompt 🛀 with Haruomi <3 <3 😳😳 Can you make it soft and cuddly kind of NSFW,I just think it s something Haruomi would do with his Freader after a really long day at Raimentai then Paradox Club!

Writer's corner: Heyy! Sorry again for being very late at posting your request, sweetheart! It kinda took me some more time, as I wanted to make it perfect. We both know how difficult Haruomi is, aww♥ (but we all like him anyway!). As usual, let me know if there's something you want me to change or fix! Thank you for requesting!♥ Enjoy~

mc's pronouns: SHE/HER (FEM!reader)

Words: 979

Warnings: Soft NSFW!! (PLEASE, MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT!), kinda NSFW, mostly cuddly and teasing

☀️𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐨𝐦𝐢☀️𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖)

🛀: Having a bath together (NSFW)

That night the moon couldn't be seen, as the wind blew and the clouds were hiding its light with their shapes. Haruomi's steps could be heard more than usual, as his shoes were moving occasionally hitting some puddles on the ground. The streetlights were making the rain drops on Haruomi's black hair sparkles in the night. His hair was messy but fluffy, while his amber eyes, lost in his own thoughts, had an hint of tireness in them. It was evident: the only thing Haruomi wanted after that long day- first at Raimentai and second at Club Paradox- was to get to home and relax. He could still hear Club Paradox's music and noises in his ears, as he was now alone, walking home. 

As he got home, he could only find you laying on the couch, your soft lips softly parted as your breathing was regular. Your cute eyes closed and your soft hair all over the pillow your arms were sweetly hugging. Haruomi smiled slightly at the sight of your cute body laying there. He let out a soft chuckle, almost not audible: "did you try to stay up and wait for me...?", he got closer and patted your head softly. As a response he received a mumble. He smiled slightly and kissed your forehead, as he whispered: "you're so stubborn.. I had told you to go to sleep early... you worked so hard, yet you stayed up for me...". He then sighed and walked to the bathroom, noticing that you had already prepared his clean clothes and the bathtub for him. Haruomi only sighed and smiled slightly again, his amber eyes looking for your sleeping figure again. That's when he noticed that you were slowly waking up: "Babe..?", you whispered with a tired voice. As you stretched your body, moving your arms up, his piercing eyes moved on your cute expression and on your belly visible due to the top. After some seconds Haruomi noticed your clean clothes next to his ones, they all folded in the bathroom.

"Why are your clothes there too?", he asked. The black-haired man had actually understood... "Didn't you have a bath yet?", he continued, standing in front of the bathroom, holding the door's handle with an hand, his head turned to look at your figure. You stood up, scratching the back of your head, getting your hair messier but fluffier too. His amber eyes sparkled.. you were too cute, even that way. His lips curved slighty in a smirk. "No.. I was waiting for you.", you smiled and got closer, your hair looked like a cute cloud, one of those which were covering the moon that night. The only difference in Haruomi's eyes was that that cloud of your hair wasn't hiding the beautiful light of your eyes and personality. He couldn't see the moon that night, but the sun in your eyes, shining the brightest. He sighed: "You want to cuddle?", he asked without any hesitation. You blushed but nodded smiling. 

"Okay... this will be your reward for the hard work.", he whispered as his hand caressed your cheek and his lips met yours. In a blink of eyes, you both were cuddling in the bathtub, your body on his, your skin in contact with his. The water in the bathtub wasn't too hot, but warm enough to let you both relax. You could feel his big and strong hands moving up and down on your back, slowly and sensually. Haruomi liked to tease you as he playfully moved his fingertips on your skin in cicles. Your lips occasionally met, just like your hands massaging his chest. Both of your eyes staring into each other, as your love wasn't fake, but real, authentic. Even if Haruomi wasn't an extroverted man, his love for you was pretty visible. Everyone knew that he would have done even impossible things to make you the happiest woman alive. And you knew it was true. You would have done your best.. you would have given all you had to him...

"Was that a shiver? Hehe..", he whispered and chuckled as you suddenly shivered softly at his touch. You could only giggle nervously. But Haruomi's defensive part spoke for him: "You want to get dressed, babe..?", he whispered with a tone of voice different from his usual one. It was low, it was soft and lovely. You shook your head: "N-no... I...", you moved your head on his chest and you could hear his heartbeat being relaxed yet strong, as if he was living one of the most important moments of his entire life. Suddenly you could feel his hands moving on your skin, reaching your thighs and lower back. His caresses felt like heaven.. no, better... his caresses were heaven for you. You sighed softly and closed your eyes, feeling as if nothing else mattered in that moment, but you both being together that close. You could feel his breathing against your head, his lips occasionally meeting your hair and, even if you weren't looking at him, you knew he was getting lost in the scent of your shampoo, closing his piercing amber eyes as his nose was meeting your hair for the umpteenth time. You smiled. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, your lap on his, and your hands caressing the back of his head, your fingers moving through his black hair. 

"Are you sleeping?..", he whispered before playfully biting your ear: "Don't fall asleep here or you're gonna get a cold, you dummy sleepyhead..". You chuckled and snuggled against his bare chest again. You loved his skin's scent too much and you really didn't want to move away, not that moment. Haruomi softly moved his hands on your lower back again, before sighing: "If you want...", he said with a lower tone of voice.

"We could keep going later... in bed."

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[slafkovskys]

PLEASE IM BEGGING

More beech and baby Leno content w/ reader

I have fallin in love with the little fam🫶

“when’s daddy gonna be home?” leni asks, shifting her footie pajama-covered feet against your thigh. it was late, way past her bedtime, and you were on who knows what replay of despicable me.

“soon leni,” you checked your phone to see the picture of johnny turning down the street, inching closer and closer to the house, “like, super soon, babe.”

she huffs, “do you think that he brought me a present?”

you chuckled at the little girl's question, digging your fingers into her side and she squeals, “when does he not?”

the words barely leave your lips before you hear keys turning in the door and leni’s head perks up. she kicks the blanket off her legs and you have to stop her from throwing herself over the back of the couch to get to johnny, “daddy!”

“hey, baby,” there’s a tired, but wide grin on his face as he makes his way through the door with nick following behind. he drops his bags on the ground and crosses the room, picking up the girl and placing a kiss on the top of her head, “what have you been doing?”

“watching gru,” she mumbles as she tucks her face in his neck, “missed you a lot.”

“not as much as i missed you, i promise,” he rubs her back, “thanks for staying. i’m sorry about the flight-”

“you can’t control the weather, johnny. a delay is a delay,” you shrug, “there’s spaghetti in the kitchen if either of you are hungry.”

“say less,” nick grunts, pushing past johnny as he delicately places a kiss on leni’s temple, “you’re the best!”

“don’t mention it!” you call back as johnny sets leni on the ground. it doesn’t take long for her to scamper after nick, probably in hopes that he would fix her a bowl too, “she’s already brushed her teeth, granowitz!”

“heard!” you hear, but immediately after you also hear muffled giggles and a squeal followed by a shushing noise.

“i’m going to investigate,” you mumble as you push yourself off the couch, pausing the movie at what leni would call ‘the best part.’ you go to make your way past johnny but he stops you, wrapping his arms tightly around your body, “tired?”

he hums as smoothes a hand over your hair. you allow yourself to have that moment, to feel the warmth of his body, to inhale the faint scent of his cologne mixed with the airplane, before something clatters to the floor in the kitchen and the two of you rush inside. leni looks wide-eyed as nick picks up her sippy cup, “thanks, nicky.”

“off the counter,” johnny mumbles as he walks over to the refrigerator to grab some water to fill up said sippy cup for the night. leni lets out a big yawn and nick nods, a silent agreement as he’s still funneling spaghetti into his mouth. you’re almost positive that he hadn’t bothered to reheat it, “it’s somebody’s bedtime, huh?”

“i’m a grown- ow!” nick flinched as he was pelted with a plastic tiara that had been left on the counter, “you weren’t talking to me. message received.”

“can honey spend the night?” leni asks as she wraps an arm around nick’s leg. her eyes are so innocent as she gazes between you and johnny, “‘s late, daddy.”

“it sure is, leni. that’s why i need to go back to my house. i have school in the morning just like you do!” you put your hands on your hips as you stare at the little girl with raised eyebrows. she pouts, “don’t make that face. whaddya say we get a treat tomorrow when i pick you up, yeah?”

“okay! bite, nick,” she holds her mouth open for nick to feed her a bite of spaghetti before she looks at johnny expectantly, “it’s storytime!”

“hey, don’t run away. i gotta talk to you about something,” johnny looks at you before turning to leni and holding out his arms, “alright buddy, storytime. tell everybody you love ‘em.”

“love everybody! have good dreams!”

“have good dreams!” you call, waving to the three-year-old who disappears up the stairs with her father. as soon as he’s out of earshot, you turn to nick who’s shoving spaghetti in his mouth, “am i getting fired?”

“i hope not,” he mumbles with his mouth, “if you’re not going to be on beech’s payroll anymore i’m putting you on mine because jesus-”

“i’m serious, nick!”

“so am i!” he whispers shouts as johnny’s footsteps sound above both of your heads, “i promise that i know about as much as you do right now.”

which was absolutely nothing.

the next few minutes are agonizing as you chide nick for not chewing with his mouth closed while you wait for johnny to come back down the stairs. when he does, nick clears his throat awkwardly, dumping himself another helping of spaghetti into a bowl before nodding towards his bedroom, “it’s past my bedtime too. goodnight everyone.”

“good night,” you call after the boy, avoiding johnny’s eyes. “what did you-”

“c’mere,” he mumbles as he grabs onto your hand and pulls you into the living room. he leads you over to the couch and you find yourself in the same position you would often find yourselves when you were alone, his head in your lap while you play with his hair. “what did my girls do this weekend?”

he’d been dropping that phrase so often now, like you and leni were a unit to him, a package deal. you honestly didn’t mind it, “when i picked her up from dance we did go to mcdonald’s because i had a test and making a pb&j was beyond my brain capacity. then we watched the game, watched you score – she was so excited, by the way – then saturday we just went to the park and she had a play date with mia, who is actually so mean? like, i was ready to fight this three-year-old.”

“so no more play dates with mia?” he has a soft smile on his lips.

“you can take her, i’m gonna be sick that day,” you roll your eyes when he pinched your thigh, “rude. this morning we kept up your sunday morning tradition and went to the diner for pancakes. she does have a temporary tattoo of flames on her arm that i let her get from that machine so just be forewarned.”

“i leave for two days and my three-year-old is tatted. what a babysitter you are.”

“you’re the one that’s been paying me to come back for the last two years,” you mumble and he nods his head, knowing you had won that battle. he clears his throat while you wrap a finger around a strand of his hair.

“leni has her recital coming up, she’s really excited about that,” he sighs as your hand through his hair. you accidentally knock your hand against the frame of his glasses and you mumble an apology. he grabs onto your hand and presses his warm lips to your palm, “her class is going to be flowers. they’re going to be so uncoordinated.”

“they’re three and four years old, john, cut them slack. i’m sure you weren’t skating like a pro and scoring hat tricks at that age.”

“they’ve got my picture hanging in my elementary school rink for the things that i was doing at that age, babe,” he mumbled, letting his fingers trace the exposed skin of your thigh. when chill bumps follow in their wake, he lets out a quiet chuckle that causes your cheeks to burn.

“what did-” you clear your throat when your pitch is higher than you wanted it to be. this was johnny who was still more than anything your boss and even though you had let him cross more lines than you should have over the last few years, you were still trying to hide how much he affected you. “what did you want to talk to me about?”

he blinks, staring up at you as though he was gauging your reaction, “hockey formal.”

“oh, that,” you let out a breath as your stomach begins to ease itself, “i was going to ask you about that. did you need me the whole night or-”

“no, y/n,” he sighs and his hand wraps around your wrist, bringing it down to rest almost delicately on his stomach as he utters his next words carefully, “i’m not asking you to work. i’m asking you to be my date.”

“your-” it’s like everything comes to a screeching halt. a silence falls between the two of you as you hear the beat of your own heart pounding in your chest. sure, you and johnny messed around a lot, stood a little too close, held onto each a little too tightly, maybe looked for each other too often in crowds, but he was also paying you to watch his daughter. dates, that wasn’t something that you did. “you want me to-”

“i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” he sighs as he sits up. he stares at you then, fixing his glasses before running a hand through his messy hair. you could tell he had slept on the plane based on the pillow lines that were still present on his cheek. it was taking everything in you to hold back on tracing them with your finger, “you can say no. we can keep this professional for len-”

“i’m not saying no!” it comes out louder than you wanted and god did you want the couch to swallow you whole as he jumps. “i’m sorry. i- yeah, i’d be happy to go with you johnny.”

“good. you’ll have to plan the colors though, because i’m shit at things like that.”

when you’re laying in bed that night waiting for sleep to find you, your phone lights up. you reach for it a little too quickly in hopes that maybe it was johnny, but your body deflated when you saw that it wasn’t. no. it was someone more annoying, someone who you really only liked on certain days, someone who…

so did he ask you to hockey formal???

i asked him if i could take you and you should’ve seen his face when he said no bc you were going with him

if he hasn’t yet we can like makeout or something to make him jealous

just a thought. sweet dreams <3

you apparently had to thank next time you saw them.

[eundiarys]

19. all too well

genre : idol! au, fake dating au to actually really dating, fluff, no angst i think, my humor (sorry)

warnings : not proofread lol,

summary : in which — yn who just debuted gets into a dating scandal with one of the most famous group members because of a misunderstanding and is forced to fake date with him. what happens if it isn’t as bad as she thinks? and and what if she finds comfort with him?

( A WEEK AFTER BREAKUP NEWS )

taehyun was a very simple person. he wasn’t big in socialising, so if he liked someone’s first impression that means there’s a chance of him and that person getting along.

you were one of those people. when he first met you, you were crying but he didn’t think it was a bad impression. he felt the need to comfort and reassure you everything will be okay.

at times went on, he started liking you more and more. being an idol comes with lots of responsibilities and hardships, his members helps him but taehyun doesn’t talk about his feelings. not with anyone but you.

you were his light in a dark world where the atmosphere was always gloomy. you were there whenever he needed you, and he finds everything you do interesting. he doesn’t mind doing anything or nothing, as long as he’s with you.

it’s true that he loves you, but why did he have to go and create an unhappy ending for him and you?

even in his bed, tired and feeling devastated about the news that just came out, he’s still thinking of you. pining for you, even when he knows he has hurt you.

he still remembers how your hand fits perfectly into his, your lavender perfume scent, your adorable giggles everytime he cups your face to wipe off ice cream on your face.

he remembers everything, all too well.

he was stupid for making that decision — he feels empty without you. at the time, it may seemed like a logical reason. with the “i want to focus on my career” bullshit as a reason.

taehyun could care less about my career right now. you both literally had no one stopping you to actually date. you are all he wants.

but it’s too late now. and he can’t fix it anymore.

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authors note , i can’t write angst im sorry 😭 also just like 3/4 more miserable chapters to go stay strong LMFAOOO

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[patchiko]

What are your thoughts on Jason from Three Jokers?

particularly for me, his emotional dependence is so big just because he confused things with the Barbara

3 JOKERS SPOILERS !

tldr; i ramble a little abt how i hate modern Jason fucking Todd and highlight how much justice this comic did for him

and how modern writers are just trying to turn him into a batfam insert of deadpool

Yes! I dont think Jason had 100% feelings for Babs, like he said, he thought it could work. It definitely came from a moment of weakness/vulnerability, its often that Jason doesn’t get cared for too often, not in the way he needs. So when Babs let out a hand for him, it hit him HARD. Especially with just being traumatized by the last two jokers, I think its pretty obvious he doesn’t need someone to clean up/watch after him but like need someone to generally emotionally guide him.

my personal pet peeve with most modern Jason Todd canon ships is the laziness of it(b4 i get criticized i think ANY ship with ANY CHARACTERS can be good as long as the writings GOOD and makes SENSE) . GOD NO- i dont ship jason and babs, but they still put an odd amount of effort into it, to at the very least actually flesh out their characters.

Jason doesn’t need a character that fixes his mistakes when he’s overly impulsive, or babies him, or fixes his mistakes with a veil of ‘Your so dumb but i secretly care about you!‘ because then it leads to most of lazy writing where he does something stupid but his gf is here to fix it! so its ok! NO!! HES NOT LEARNING ANYTHING!! YOURE MAKING HIM LOOK STUPID AND MENTALLY BRAIN DEAD!! anyways sorry.

Jason needs someone to break him out of his cycle of impulsiveness and self-destruction, not have him indulge in it.Jason needs to go fucking soul-searching or something im so tired of his ass— REALISTICALLY I COULDN’T DATE COMIC!JASON IF HE DIDNT CHANGE,, HE WOULD FRUSTRATE ME RLLY BAD.

ahem. anyways. I think Jasons note shows a lot about his character and something that the modern writers ignore a lot. Jason CAN change, he just needs a reason, a solid reason to. He doesn’t have to put down his code, or the guns, he just needs someone solid to really make him think about himself. “All I need is one chance to you I can be better. And I will devote my life to making you proud. Happy. Loved.” WHERE IS THIS SWEETHEART RN?? I SWEAR EVERY OTHER WRITER IS MAKING HIM A EMO FUCK-BOY WHOS BRAIN MATTER GOT SUCKED OUT THROUGH HIS COCK?? ahem sorry.

I really love how much DC actually puts details into Jason in this comic. Ex. Jasons helmets abilities being highlighted, “Helmets registering multiple security doors opening across the facility.” OR him saying the chronic pain management book was helpful. SORRY— I REALLY ENJOY DETAILS LIKE THIS. It just makes Jasons technical skill and such more obvious then whats normally stated. Also Jason tracking sea water off a wrench to the Aquarium— where is this skill in more modern comics?? I swear they make Jason a braindead wannabe deadpool sometimes i swear to fucking god. Also him shooting the shark tank so it eats Gaggy— I DIE FOR DETAILS LIKE THIS.

They don’t even get rid of his humor in 3 jokers either, he still has a really well displayed personality and his banter with Batman is really bearable for once, it makes sense and its well written. I slightly dislike how hard Babs is being on Jason but i’m not 100% sure what Babs is like. I haven’t read comics centered around her, so I don’t mind it. Also dont mistake this for me disliking babs for rejecting Jay— thats not what i mean at all. Just her constantly saying how he’s a criminal and focusing on getting him in prison like he’s an opp was confusing 2 me..

anyways stop trying to turn red hood into the batfams deadpool challenge!!

inbox is open 2 yap or requests sum!!

[ender-goo]

May I request some Stryker x Kabal fluff? Please?

Anon i haven't written a single thing for months now so this is probably hot garbage but- here you go, hope you like it (and im really hoping here).

***

"Oh crap, you're burning!" Kabal shouted after taking Stryker's temperature, he was feeling a little sick before going to bed last night, and when he woke up he found himself with a fever, probably gotten from work.

"Relax, love, is not that bad-" Stryker wasn't at all worried about it, it was nothing he couldn't handle, he's had a billion fevers before, especially as a child.

But Kabal was worried, he was even considering taking Stryker to the hospital, just in case it was something worse, but at the same time he wasn't risking a billion dollar bill.

Stryker did like this kind of attention though, he thought it was adorable for Kabal to worry about him, he just didn't want him to worry too much.

"Well, i'm getting myself some food-" Stryker tried to stand up from the bed, but Kabal immediatly stopped him, grabbing his shoulders and forcing him to sit in bed again.

"Don't even think about it, Kurt! Damnit, let me take care of you!" Kabal argued, kind of annoyed, "I'll get you the food myself."

"You'll have to-" Stryker made a pause to cough, " You'll have to stop me, cinnamon, cuz this damn fever won't."

An idea hit Kabal, liked it or not, he will take care of Stryker, even if he puts resistance.

"Lie down." Kabal ordered.

"Nah." Stryker replied with a snarky smile on his lips. Kabal then pushed Stryker down to the matress and pinned him there, as his free hand reached to the end of the blanket.

"What are you dooiiiiing?" Stryker asked, half jokingly half confused, Kabal then started rolling him into the blanket and that's when Stryker understood what was going on.

"There's no way-"

"Gotta keep you to stay still one way or another."

Stryker put up no resistance, however, he found it amusing the lenghts Kabal would go to keep him from harm... As small as it may be.

After like a minute or so, Kabal was done.

"There we go." Kabal panted, he didn't remember Stryker being so heavy, "I turned you into a burrito."

"Burrito Stryker, heh." Stryker giggled at the sheer stupidity of the situation, Kabal's dedication was admirable, though.

"Now you'll stay there and let me take care of you." Kabal walked towards the door, leaving to the kitchen

"I just don't want you to worry too much, you know?" Stryker lifted his head to see where Kabal was, "I know how you can get sometimes."

Kabal sighed "I know... I know, i'm just-

"Afraid to lose me?" Stryker finished Kabal's sentence for him, they've had this conversation before in the past, Stryker's already memorized it.

Kabal went back to bed and sat next to Stryker, caressing his hair. "Tired of hearing that already, eh?"

"You'll never lose me, cinnamon, besides, is just a fever, give it a few days and i'll be good as new."

"You're right, you're right." Kabal agreed "Sorry-"

"You big dummy... I'd hug you if i could, but-"

"I can fix that." Kabal then lied in bed and cuddled Stryker, still wrapped in the burrito, "There we go."

"...But you may get sick too."

"Don't care"

That got a laugh out of Stryker, his husband sure worried a little too much, but that just made him love him more, it was nice to have someone that cares.

"You still want something to eat?" Kabal asked

"Nah, stay here, i like the extra warmth"

So Kabal stayed and cuddled him, Stryker kinda wished he could cuddle back but whoops, giant burrito wrap, but he didn't mind, as long as Kabal was there, it was enough.

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Hey, I was wondering if you could do a match-up for Harry Potter! Specifically the Marauders Era.

Female, She/They, Pansexual

Plus size!, but more thighs (and boobs) than anything, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, i have glasses,

My personality is loving, patient, (surprisingly) smart and good at classes, but that's probably bc I'm determined and work hard- I can be really sassy though, nurturing, I have to stick to a semi strict schedule, forgiving, and I guess caring, also im an ambivert!! (I just kinda looked up personality traits and went with what I thought fit me. Bear with me.)

Likes: Reading, writing, SWEATERS, school, candles, blankets, sour candy, chocolate, sunflowers, sunsets, the moon

Dislikes: When my schedule gets completely destroyed, sudden and really big change, people who chew with their mouth open, feeling really embarrassed and like everyone is judging me, olives,

Extra fun facts: I have chronic headaches, bad knee problems in my right knee 😍, if I have an assignment I will always do way too much for it

Hope that's okay and you're okay with doing this, and I hope i did it right!!! Sorry for any spelling mistakes :)

Annos, please never apologize for spelling errors, lol. I don't know if you've read my posts, but I can not spell either. I am incredibly reliant on Grammarly, and my partner makes fun of me for it regularly.

Also, does anyone else pretend/feel like that lady from Mulan when they do these matchups? No, just me. Aight, I'll be in the corner now.

~~~~~MATCH UP~~~~~

Annon, I must match you with the sweetest boy of the tricksters.

Remus Lupin

~~Headcanons~~

This man would bake you and buy you the best chocolates. He will curb your sweet tooth like no tomorrow.

He respects a girl who is not afraid to be herself, and if anyone tries to put you down and make you get in your head, he's not scared to be a big bad wolf ( see what I did there )

He loves it when you can put up with his three headaches. Wait, he means friends.

He would want to study with you all the time, so much so that James, Sirius, and Peter complain about missing their friend.

MANS WOULD WEAR MATCHING SWEATERS PROVE ME WRONG

Remus strikes me as the guy who will get you flowers just because, so expect to be showered with your favorites. However, he always forgets that he should buy you flowers on a holiday.

Though he is afraid of the full moon, watching the skies with you any other time has become an enjoyable pastime, especially to see you light up.

When he has to hide away for the full moon, he makes you a goodie basket to 'remember' him by till he comes back.

If you are ever feeling unwell or hurt, he will carry you up to his dorm and make you comfy in his bed. He will get you all the fixings to cure your ailments. I'm talking hot water bottles, heavy blankets, blackout curtains, water, pain medicine, and, of course, cuddles.

~~~~~Blurb~~~~~

You sat in the library waiting for Remus to arrive for your study date. As you finished your potion essay for him to look over, an exhausted, panting Sirius appeared before you. You looked up at him, amused, "Y/N, I am telling you we need him for Quidditch. Please, please, tell him to skip Hogsmeade this weekend." As Sirius was begging, he got down on his knees.

Around the corner soon came James looking almost as exhausted as the other boy in front of you. You chuckle into your hand, knowing that the Librarian will soon grow tired of the Maurder's antics. "Boys, you know he is his own person, right? What makes you think I have any say." You looked at the boys innocently. With a scoff, Sirius stood, wrapping his arm around James' shoulder. "Y/N, the man is so in love with you that he talks to you in his dreams. Of course, he will listen to you."

Before you could open your mouth again, James and Sirius were on the floor, this time due to a perfectly timed nudge to the back of their knees. Remus looked up at you and smiled softly, "Hi, my sweet. I brought you some treats." Placing down your candy, which he knew you favored, he sat across from you, ready to study.

James popped up from the floor, "Look, Y/N, he's even wearing a matching jumper with you! We have asked to match as a group of friends for ages. You can't tell me this man isn't whipped." You laughed at the remark, watching Remus nudge the back of James' knee again, causing him to collapse.

~~~~~EXTRA~~~~~

(You are looking up at the stars with the whole friend group. Your head is placed in Remus' lap. Peter is asleep lounging on the grass. Sirius, James, and Lily are all leaning back, looking at the stars.)

Y/N: Do you think that when the first people watched the stars, they thought they were crazy when they started moving each night.

Sirius: Wait, do the stars move each night?

James: I thought it was the moon that moved.

Lily: Sometimes it amazes me how you two breathe on your own.

Remus: (rubbing his temples, feeling the headache coming on) I'm glad someone else said it.

I hope you enjoy!!

[emily-mooon]

It’s that time again: Late night Nordegrim headcanons!

- they watch iconic Canadian historical crime show Murdoch Mysteries together. I’ve said it before and I shall say it again, Neil likes detective mystery shows like Poirot. They both have fun trying to figure out who did it. Stacey also likes it for the character relationship drama cause let me tell you that show has a crap ton of it and it can get very interesting (depends on the season though tbh).

-to add to the prev headcanon, Wallace also watches it and sometime after season 6, he made a drinking game for it. All three of them got wasted first time they played it cause it was a James Pendrick episode (those episodes along with Terrence Meyers episodes have a formula to them with little reoccurring details)

- even though I’ve stated that Neil’s the little spoon, there are times where he is the big spoon and that’s when Stacey has a bad day. She just wants her boyfriend/husband to wrap his arms around her on those days

-In the future when Stacey is an English teacher, she’ll sometimes wear one of Neil’s T-shirts to work under a flannel or something. Usually it’s when he’s out on a set that’s out of province and sometimes outside of Canada but she’ll also do it when he’s home

- Mr. and Mrs. Pilgrim love Neil. They love their daughter’s dorky boyfriend. They play Clue together on Friday nights

- Stacey is the one who uses pet names the most. Neil is far too awkward to call her any. He can make out with her in a the Tim Hortons, but his ass will freeze in any attempt to call her ‘honey’ out in public (he has called her ‘bunny’ once and both of them were flustered)

-DOUBLE👏DATES 👏WITH 👏MOBILLACE!!! I will not elaborate further as to why, you can guess what the dates are like

- When Stacey saw Neil smile for the first time (I don’t think he smiles very often), it was all over at that point. She fell even harder for him based on his awkward but cute smile (and also laugh ngl)

- They did ONE jam session with Shatterband. You can try to pry bassist Neil from my hands but ultimately you’d fail cause I, a bassist, have a firm grip on it.He plays bass with them sometimes cause he thinks it would make it better. Stacey I think is a pretty good singer, so she did the singing (makes sense since she is played by Anna Kendrick who is an amazing singer. But imo Stacey is a little bit below the former)

- Bringing back the ‘they elope on a rock on a beach on the east coast’ headcanon back. They would do it. At first Stacey just proposed to Neil and they both agreed to wait a little bit, but they’re dorks and on a whim eloped cause a ceremony sounded intimidating and also expensive. Their witnesses was Neil’s uncle and aunt as they live there (Neil has family on the east coast in my heart)

Im gonna stop now cause I’m tired. Im sorry if some of them sound incoherent. As I said I’m tired and if there are any spelling mistakes or what not, I’ll fix them in the morning.

So goodnight and hoped you liked them! :]

[shoyoist]

im sorry im back so late but MORE POLYSHIP AUSSS

hello again!<3 hehe alright let me think — okay okay so when kisaki and dean get married, it's only a matter of time before kisaki gets tired of the crime life.

he's not about to cut himself off from it, but being chief of staff and having so many responsibilities to bear when he just wants to live the peaceful lil married life of his dreams... it gets hard</3

so he retires!!! hehe he steps down and lets dean take over his roles for him. dean, shuji and i continue working with the gang, and he stays at home.

it takes him only a little while to get used to the househusband lifestyle, and it turns out he's really good at it! cooking, cleaning, sitting pretty and waiting for his partners to come home from work — that's kisaki's thing!

he cooks all our favourite meals for us, and has dinner and baths prepared for us by the time we get home. and he always asks, while collecting our coats and hate, “bath or dinner first?” and shuji is heading into the dining room before he can even finish his sentence 💀

dean and i like to shower first because we're sensible people, but sometimes the stress really gets to them (being chief of staff is hard!) and kisaki guesses which one they'd prefer to have first on those nights, and gently takes them into his arms and leads them to the bath/table. so romantic<33

meanwhile shuji is stealing giant-size bites out of my plate, lifting the plate cover up and sticking a fork into my lasagna 🙄 by the time i get to the table my food is half gone and i just take my seat and stare at shuji like :[ and he's giggling and telling me “sorry darling, i was hungryy” and i let it slide because hey, he's a big man with a big appetite <33

BUT no matter how big of a portion kisaki fixes for him, he just steals my food anyway — his explanation is that food tastes better when it's stolen. idk why i love this man!!

kisaki and i stick up for eachother though, because we need to be there for eachother when we're the sane ones out of the four of us — he whacks shuji up the back of his head with a spoon and tells him “keep up the ungrateful behaviour, and i'll leave your plate empty next time.”

WHICH SADLY, DOES NOT WORK because shuji loves riling me and kisaki up, he thinks we're so hot when we're irritated with him. he's like “if my plate's empty i'll just hafta eat one of you out for dinner~” and kisaki just sighs and shakes his head in defeat.

if i'm still hungry, dean just orders something in from their favourite takeout place, and we eat it without giving shuji any. it's what he deserves!! shuji also has a tendency to take his annoying-ness a little too far sometimes, and it gets dean angry 😭 when he starts crossing the limit, kisaki picks up the spoon and shakes it at him like a warning, and that's shuji's cue to cut it out and back away<3

once kisaki starts staying at home, the time we get to spend with him becomes limited — so movie nights and date nights become a norm. shuji, kisaki and i always have some mystery or thriller movie in mind for the night, but we're ALWAYS vetoed by dean. they want to cuddle up to us and watch weird obscure horror movies in the comfort of our presence, and we go along with it every time 😩

kisaki and i let dean hold our hands and hide in our laps when they get scared, but shuji always makes it worse by making hissy noises or laughing at the jumpscares and saying shit like “hey i could do that. i could hide behind this couch and creep up from behind and have the knife like this—” at that point even kisaki gets freaked out 💀

after scary movie nights, when we finally head to bed kisaki and dean go to sleep sandwiched between me and shuji. dean isn't even that scared anymore, but they like the coddling<3 and kisaki is genuinely a little spooked HAHA so me and shuji act our roles as their protectors and let them sleep safely in the middle of the bed, while we sleep at opposite ends.

PLS i rambled a looot but yes! hehehe that's a little about househusband kisaki + rekha, dean & shuji as his working partners<3

[papercutsunset]

Hi parchment

Please describe your current wip (you decide what that means) in bullet points. They can get out of hand, that's fine.

more like... p-arby-ment (it wasn't funny, let's move on)

im typing something for kay gets cursed, so let's uh. yeah. that's the one

mix between monster hunting, fairy tale shit, and memory fuckery. also spiders

kay's a goth autopsy technician working in the basement of lake wonder's hospital and living with her mechanic gf mikey above the garage.

"swing" by taking back sunday

makes sense to me (it's romantic somehow. don't ask)(they're both fucked up. it's canon that they [redacted] and then went on a date after)

one catch: kay's got a shitty-ass curse that makes her eat living people when it can (WHOOPS)

so she goes and talks to a witch

it's christmas! you're gonna talk to a witch!

(it's actually early december. the point still stands)

whoops, now you're More Cursed

"i don't wanna be me" by type o negative

what's this? denny's also here

listen, it makes sense. we need someone familiar with this kind of thing, but it has to be denny

"pork and beans" by weezer

tiff's too smart to be here. sorry.

she's still there, though. kinda. they call her. she turns into a frog. normal shit.

("everything is going great" by tiny stills)

ok tiff is done now (lying)(you'll see her later)(she's in florida. don't worry about it.)

anyway, denny is still kinda feeling weird about what happened at the end of TGE when she bit through chip winger's neck while she and eddy were falling out a window (tiff's the one who asked her to be there anyway, whatever)

so denny gets dragged into it because she helps kay free her bicycle from these weird thorns around the tires

turns out they're both stuck in the woods. WHOOPS AGAIN

you know that relatable moment when an ax won't leave you alone so you call your best friend who you're kinda-sorta in love with so she can give you a ride, and then you have to send her away because her jacket turns red? #believewomeniguess??

"spellbound" by lacuna coil

instead, they call tiff, who is at a wendy's, and she theorizes about fairy tales. and then denny's phone dies, so they go to denny's grandpa's shitass cabin she's still trying to fix to wait out the snow

and then. you know. they wake up in an entirely different world in entirely different clothes and entirely different roles.

"fractured fairytale" by blackbriar

what do you do? you start in a fucking tavern

so kay yells at denny in an alleyway

imagine a, what

how tall is kay?

i don't remember. she's like 5'3 or something. i would have to check my notes (whatever)

imagine a tiny goth girl pinning a woman a foot taller than her to a wall out of anger and panic because they're in some WEIRD FAIRY TALE WORLD

anyway they slowly learn this is a completely different version of events than what they're used to. kay is analagous to this lost princess of the fallen, cursed kingdom they're in, and denny is analagous to the daughter of a local monster hunter who uh... killed his daughter... whoops again? ("big bad wolf" by in this moment)

none of this is spoiler territory btw. it's central to the conceit.

so they slowly start trying to fix this, because they figure that freeing this land from its curse will get them back to lake wonder (where they neeeeeed to be actually)

that takes them out to the woods, where they run into spiders and monsters and shit

listen, it's cursed. it's all fucked up versions of things they're familiar with. is jumbo there? WHO KNOWS.

(duckie is. in what capacity, im not sure)

anyway shit goes weird in the woods. we're not going to get spoilery HERE. tldr is that denny feels weird about these beasts that are in the woods and kay eats a raw rabbit and also thinks she hears her dad everywhere

memory fuckery starts here, too.

you WILL think about your dad and you WILL like it (lying)

(dan roth sucked. david mcfadden is canonically mediocre.)(also kay gets a bow here. something something "hunting with your dad as bonding gone weird, not clickbait")

they get back to the town when the beasts refer to something worse than they are coming for them in the woods (something has been disturbed! WHOOPS AGAIN)

so they head back to town and look for a place to stay the night, meaning that kay looks for somewhere to stay the night and sends denny to the apothecary because SOMEONE (cough denny cough) won't stop getting HURT

healing fast means nothing if your wounds get infected, forehead

so denny goes to the apothecary

kay church scene.jpg

(kay sees some thematic stained glass. the cursed princess (alternate kay) and her prince (alternate mikey). the fallen wicked king (alt dan), the queen/the king (kay's mom and stepdad)("skeletons" by new years day)(don't ask how)

anyway denny goes to the apothecary. who's that? it's tiff. it's also not tiff. she's turning herself into a frog. WHOOPS AGAIN. she's interested in the described curses and she and denny go to track down kay (also they can stay with her tonight, who CARES)(irena's back. that's alternate jessie. she keeps touching denny's scars)

conflict at the chruch as the Thing finally catches up to them

and what's this? the town hates you? yeah, you fucking werewolf. DUH.

anyway more conflict, and more conflict, and more conflict. bittersweet ending. etc etc.

my neck hurts!!!!!!!!

my POINT being: a study of monstrosity and what it means to be monstrous through this lens of stories told and subverted, and also denny is an idiot,

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"audrey, honey.." by sarah and the safe word