#i tried to make myself feel better by putting a cute outfit on

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hii, I wish to request a Willy Wonka x reader 😭🙏 where reader doesn’t like chocolate at all because it’s too cloying, so Wonka tries to make the right candy (or chocolate) to give it to the reader at Christmas Eve (he wanted to gave reader a small gift before Christmas day, like a form of confessing his feelings to the reader). And reader also prepares a small gift to Wonka bc they also want to confess their feelings to him

Reader can be gender neutral, or however you want

English isn’t my first language so sorry any grammar mistakes, also sorry if I didn’t explain myself well

have a good day and thanks for reading 😭🫶💐

The Bittersweet Gift of Love [W. W]

Willy Wonka x gn!reader

word count: 1.8k

note: don't worry! English is not my first language either. I have to admit that writing with neutral readers is always a challenge for me because I translate my texts directly, but I think this time it's a decent thing. I hope you like it!!

taglist: @dyieying @reallysparklychaos [Timothée masterlist]

What could a chocolatier give to a person who didn't like chocolate? That was the question Willy had been asking himself for the past few weeks.

You hadn't specifically said that you didn't like chocolate, rather it was a matter of not liking the excessively sweet or sticky taste that some had. That is, most of the chocolates he made.

“Maybe it's just that you haven't found the right flavor,” he had told you once, while the two of you were talking.

And he was quite convinced of that, even thinking that if he managed to make something special for you maybe he would earn some affection from you. It would be as if he gave you a certain part of himself, so that you could make it yours.

So it was that Wonka, after reflecting a lot, decided to try all kinds of combinations until he found one good enough to satisfy you. Christmas was approaching and he believed that the occasion would be perfect not only to give you the present, but also to take an important step for which he had not yet had the courage: he wanted to confess his feelings for you.

The man didn't know much about love, however, he knew that he liked you a lot and he wanted you to know it. It was just that he was pretty nervous about it and he hoped everything would turn out as perfect as possible, after all, you deserved it.

Christmas Eve came when he was least expecting it and then it was time to dress in shades of green and red to attend the party that the Smith family would throw, as a thank-you to everyone after Dorothy had heard what the entire group did for help Noodle when she needed it most.

Willy put a lot of effort into buying, with some of the few coins he had left, a cute outfit appropriate to the occasion that he combined with his characteristic coat. When he was in front of the library door he felt the little purple box in his hands extremely heavy and he thought it would be a better idea to put it in his pocket, or else you would realize ahead of time the surprise he had for you.

“Mr. Wonka,” Dorothy greeted, as she opened the door “Come in, come in. It's freezing outside”

“Good night, Mrs. Smith,” he murmured cordially, removing his hat and placing it on a rack in the entryway. Apparently he was the last to arrive, since everyone else was already talking happily in the room.

Of course his eyes went directly to you, who was wearing a green sweater that highlighted your beautiful skin tone and you already had a huge smile on your pink lips from the cold.

“It's good to see you, Mr. Wonka,” said Abacus, being the first to speak “Sit over here.”

He smiled internally at the good fortune that the place the man had left him was right next to you and when you gave him a look, he felt himself blush.

“Hi,” he murmured shyly.

"Hello! I'm so glad you could come."

“I would never miss it,” he responded smilingly. His knees collided with yours and suddenly your warmth seemed to invade him as well, perhaps because of the closeness, but also because of the overflowing love he felt for you “How are you?”

With this question you began a pleasant and private conversation, which developed between close whispers and giggles that made him increasingly nervous. The others didn't mind too much that you didn't participate in the general talks, as they knew that certain unresolved matters probably needed time.

You ate the delicious dinner that the family had prepared, you drank punch, you sang some Christmas carols and when the night had advanced enough you returned to your previous place, although now with fewer people around.

“This is so nice, I love Christmas. The atmosphere is always so homely and warm” you said, with your eyes resting on the simple tree that adorned the room.

It was almost midnight and the others were in the kitchen sorting through some of the cookies that Noodle had put there an hour ago, which only left you and the chocolatier in the living room.

“I guess I believe you, your eyes are literally shining now,” he said happily. He felt like sliding his hand into yours and this time, steeling himself, he didn't hold back. You flinched slightly when you felt that.

“What are you doing?”

“I have something for you,” he breathed, feeling strangely excited by what he was about to do “It's a gift.”

“Oh, Willy,” you responded, a bit incredulously, as you bent down to grab something from your bag on the floor. “I have something for you, too.”

He chuckled when he saw the box lined with bright red and a purple bow decorating it, since it was a pleasant coincidence that you had also prepared something for him.

“But don't tell anyone, because he didn't bring gifts for the others,” you added, quietly, and then he helped you up, still holding onto your hand.

"Come with me"

He led you to an empty room and he closed the door behind you, hoping he only needed enough minutes to not raise suspicions among the rest of the guests. You were nervously holding the gift, with both hands now that he had let go of you.

“Okay, listen. I wanted to do something special for you today,” he began to explain, as he pulled the box out of his pocket. “And I also added, uh… a note. You don't have to read it now or anything, but it says something in it that I want you to know."

“You're starting to scare me,” you stammered, obviously nervous. Willy was going to ask what you meant until he saw you take a small envelope out of your pocket, which you placed on the red paper. “Because I have the same thing for you.”

He stumbled a little at the second coincidence of the night and he wondered what your note could be about. He knew that he had written a little poem confessing how he felt about you, but... what if you were just wishing him a Merry Christmas? He was going to look like a complete fool.

“You can read mine in a more… private place if you feel comfortable. Maybe alone,” he suggested, though he knew it was more for his comfort than yours.

“Huh, how about we just open the gifts and leave the notes for later? I wouldn't want you to read mine now either” you murmured, just as shy as him.

Willy agreed and you extended your gift in his direction, hinting that he would be the first to open. He undid the bow, carefully, and then opened the box, revealing a beautiful scarf.

“Wow, I…”

"Do you like it? I made it myself”

“I don't believe you,” he said immediately, looking even more surprised. “It's beautiful, I really love it. Thank you so much"

He wasted no time and placed the garment around his neck. Curiously, it matched the rest of his outfit.

"It looks pretty"

“Mine is also a gift made by me. Feel free to tell me if you don’t like it, I… I’ll understand, okay?” you looked a little confused at that and then he took out the piece of chocolate, carefully placed inside the box “I know you don't like chocolate, but I don't think anyone should live without consuming such a great delicacy. So I made you this, because it doesn't have those things that you don't like. It's... different, but I hope you like it”

With some shyness he offered you the sweet and you put it in your mouth, under his watchful eye during the process. You tasted what he had offered you: it was a little bitter, but not in that way that makes your head hurt or leaves a bad taste on your palate, but with just the right touch. It was firm and didn't melt in your mouth, but decent enough to chew on. And finally, it had a touch of something indecipherable to you, but that gave it a certain exotic flavor that was pleasant to your senses.

He, without knowing everything you were experiencing, kept looking at you because he wanted to analyze your reaction to know what you really thought, and luckily your reaction showed agreement with what your chocolate lips said:

“It is the best chocolate I have ever tasted”

Willy felt that like the greatest compliment in the world and he couldn't help a smile crossing his face, satisfied with himself for having achieved his goal, but above all for seeing the happy expression on your face.

“You will never have to eat chocolates you don't like again, I have a jar full of these just for you. They will even bear your name."

It was inevitable not to take a step towards him to hug him and the boy, although at first he seemed surprised, soon responded to you.

“No one had ever done anything like this for me. I appreciate it a lot"

“Well, it's my Christmas gift. I wanted it to be something special,” he confessed, feeling his heart beating in time with yours “Merry Christmas, Y/N”

“Merry Christmas, Willy,” you said. The note in his hand felt extremely heavy and he was eager to read it, but he knew he would have to wait a while.

Suddenly you heard Noodle calling your names and you got out of there before anyone else noticed your absence, which worked because the girl was walking around the hallway when you were closing the door.

“It's going to be midnight, come here,” she said and you obeyed.

Dorothy revealed that she had a small present for each person and you began to look under the tree, eager to find out what would be in those little boxes. It wasn't something very ostentatious, but you were grateful anyway.

So, when no one was looking, you ran to the bathroom to finally read whatever he had written to you, hoping it wasn't as embarrassing as the confession you had made. You were stunned to learn the content and for a moment you feared you were dreaming, but you weren't.

When you left you knew well what your intentions were and your heart stopped for a moment when you noticed that Willy was nowhere to be seen, until Lottie told you that she had seen him heading to the kitchen. You rushed over and when you opened the door you noticed that he was about to do the same, with a bright expression on his face.

A second later he had already pulled you inside and without saying another word, he kissed you.

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

Pillow Talk

Pairing: Evan (Buck) Buckley x Reader

Word count: 2.6k

Notes: So like is anyone else wanting the iPhone 16? Like I do but also my 14 pro max is still a bit better than the base model. Maybe I’ll look into it more idk

Plus size requests are absolutely always okay and also most of my girlies are plus sized in mind

Buck had been rambling on and on about his day as he laid in bed watching you get ready for a girl's night with Hen and Athena. He was picking at the little fuzzies from the blanket while talking about how Eddie had heard from his cousin that her best friend was secretly sleeping with her other friend’s boyfriend and that she didn’t know yet. 

“And like Eddie said that she needed to tell the other friend and personally I agree because-“

He stops as you toss aside the 6th dress you tried on. Normally you were good in two or three, he looked over at the pile of shoes on the floor and at the even bigger pile of discarded outfits. 

“Baby?” He looks up, his head propped on his elbow

“Hm?” You stand in the mirror holding a shirt in front of you and immediately frowning at it before tossing it aside. He watches you go through the pile again and hold up more outfits becoming increasingly upset. 

“Hey…hey what’s going on?” He says softly, as he sits up and comes to the edge of the bed, and reaches for you. You shake your head as he tries to pull you onto his leg and he stops as you push his arms away. 

“Whoa, shit okay” he puts his hands up in defense “Not cuddle time I understand, backing off” 

You throw the shirt down and pull at the roots of your hair a bit and he stands up, smoothing his hands over your arms and taking your hands. 

“We don’t pull remember? We express our feelings. We breathe through it-“ He nuzzles his nose against yours and you sigh, smiling a little “And we talk about it” he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you tightly against him while rubbing your back. 

“Alright, out with it” 

You sigh and hold onto his shirt, rolling your eyes as you look up at him, placing your chin on his chest. 

“You’re gonna be mad at me” 

“No I'm not,” he says quickly, cupping your face in his hands “I promise I will process what you say first and react accordingly. Now spill” he kisses your forehead and you pull away a little, looking into the mirror. 

“I’m not… I’m- it’s just one of those days… one of those days when I look at the internet and know that I don’t look like those girls. Like- why do I have to be… bigger? You know? Why can’t I go shopping at a store not online! And literally, why does the plus size section have to be in a totally tiny different area you know??” 

“Why would I be mad at you for that?” He tilts his head and you bite your lip a little at his cuteness 

“Because… I know you don’t like it when I’m hard on myself like this” 

“I mean of course I don’t like it… but we all have our insecurities baby girl and some days they get the best of us. You think I love this scar every day of my life?” He points to his head and you walk back over to him, gently kissing it

“No?” You ask and he puts his hands on your hips

“Exactly… sometimes I just need help to be reminded that it’s part of what makes me so damn fine” 

You giggle and shake your head, running your fingers through his hair 

“My insecurities feel kind of overwhelming right now… I don’t- I don’t know if I want to go anymore”

“Do I need to play the song” Buck lets go and walks away from you, ignoring your little tears for a moment and you snort, wiping at your eyes 

“Don’t you fucking dare” 

“She has a point” He grabs his phone and starts scrolling as he connects to his speakers. Honestly, he’s hoping this is what you need right now, he just wants to make you happy again.

“I will literally-“

“I seem to remember the last time you felt this way? I specifically said I was going to do this”

He turns on his “baddie” playlist that he’d specifically made for these moments and turns his lights down low. He grabs your waist, yanking you against his chest, and slides his hands over your plush curves. 

“This isn’t a club!” You laugh as he grinds into you, moving your bodies to the beat and feeling you up 

“You remember the first thing Eddie said when I met you?” 

You roll your eyes and smile as you start to dance a little with him and he grins widely. Your hips move against his, more grinding than dancing really and he groans softly, keeping his hands on your body, grabbing and touching whatever he can like he can’t get enough of you, like he can’t breathe without you in his arms. 

“Come on sweet thing, talk to Daddy” 

You elbow him when he says that, your cheeks flushing “So you’re the girl Buck’s in love with” you say softly and he kisses your neck, inhaling the sweet perfume, his touch starting to become overwhelming in very, very good ways. 

“Mhm.. “in love” with” he whispers in your ear 

“That has nothing to do with this” You lean into his touch as his hands trail up your body and squeeze your breasts.

“And what did I say the first night I was drunk and I showed up at your door?”

“You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever met in my entire life” he turns you both so you’re looking in the mirror and he smirks.

“And?”

“There’s no fucking way I’m repeating that” 

“Oh come on! I meant it!”

“Buck!!” You squeal and he turns you around in his arms, smushing you against his chest and he holds your ass in his hands

“I believe I said something like- I want to be smothered by your thighs and-” he starts giggling as he thinks about it. 

“Don’t-“ you beat on his chest in an attempt to get him to shut the fuck up. 

“Suck on-“ He’s trying so hard to get it out, as he wheezes and holds onto your hips “Your gorgeous mommy milkers”

“No god fuck no!” You cringe as you shove him back on the bed and he falls easily, laughing his ass off. He rolls over and laughs into the pillows like a hyena and you get on the bed and start slapping him. 

“Why would you say that?!?!”

“Why did I say that?!!!” He rolls onto his back with the pillow over his face, kicking his legs and you grab your own pillow and start beating him with it 

“I’m never going to let you forget that” You yank the pillow from his face and he grins up at you.

“And I hope you never do 'cause it’s embarrassing as shit but fuck did I mean it” he reaches out and grabs your tits again, squeezing them and you shove him away.

“Quit it you pervert!”

“Hey! I’m just trying to objectify you here” He laughs as he sits up “Trying to remind you how fucking hot you are. Even if it is in a silly way” He nuzzles your nose again and you smile a little 

“It might have worked a teeny tiny itty bit” you mumble and he cups your cheek with his hand, kissing you softly. 

“Would telling you you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of loving in my entire life help? Or that I think you’re absolutely flawless the way you are? And that Meghan Trainor was literally so right I do like a little more booty to hold at night. Especially when it’s your booty” 

You kiss him back, pulling him down by his shirt as you fall back into the bed. He eases open your legs and settles between them, his hand pulling your thigh up and around his waist as he kisses you. 

“Thank you for loving me at times that I can’t love myself,” you tell him and he smiles, kissing your forehead. 

“Thank you for being with me even after I said mommy milkers” 

You groan and he laughs as he cups your breasts together and buries his face in them 

“So warm and big and perfect” he moans and your mouth drops open 

“Buck!” 

“Say my name just like that baby” his lips move against your breasts with each word as he kisses them, leaving behind light little bite marks. His lips wrap around your nipple and he sucks, grinding against you gently as his eyes roll back. 

“Maybe I haven’t been worshiping your body enough lately” He pulls away for a moment and you look up at him as he pulls off his shirt and tosses it to the side. 

“I’m pretty sure you ate me out for two hours straight the other day” You remind him and he scoffs. 

“That’s weak. You know I only stopped because Eddie came over” He sets you up on the pillows, making sure he has the perfect view of your pretty face he loves so much. He tears your panties off and tosses them into the bin before lying on his stomach and burying his nose against your clit. He inhales slowly, nudging at it and your head falls back, sighing in satisfaction. 

“Oh I’m going to take my fucking time” he murmurs, grinding his hips a little into the mattress and moaning into your clit, the vibrations shoot straight to your core and you sigh deliriously as you sink into the blankets and grab his hair, pulling his face into your pussy 

“Right there baby” You mutter breathlessly “Right fuckin there”

The taste of you sends deep shivers down his spine, and he can't help but groan in appreciation. His own arousal growing, the desire for you consuming him. He gets off on your sweet little pants and sharp intakes of breath when he does something right 

"You're so beautiful," He whispers, his breath hot against your skin. "You're all I can think about. I’m obsessed with you”

His hands found your hips, gripping them firmly as his tongue explores you deeper, tasting your sweetness. He can feel the way your body arches into his, your fingers tangling into his hair more, urging him on.

"Oh god Buck" you moan, your voice a mixture of pleasure and desperation and it nearly sends him over the edge as he slides his fingers inside you.

His lips and tongue work you in tandem, teasing your clit, dipping into your wetness, savoring every moan and whimper you let out. He wants you to know just how much he craves you, how you set his body on fire, and how he needed you just as much as you needed him. 

He knew just how to push your buttons, how to make your body quiver and shake. He wanted to remind you of your worth, of how much you meant to him, and how he couldn't imagine his life without you. He groans deeply, slurping your pussy messily and lapping at your clit, and fully enjoying how loud you’re getting. He should have opened the windows, he thinks. So 4B could hear what a goddess you are.

He can feel your body trembling beneath him, your breathing becoming more erratic. He knows he’s getting you close, and he desperately wants to hear you scream his name as you come all over his face. 

"That's it, sweet angel. Let go for me. Let me hear you." His fingers and tongue work in perfect harmony, driving you over the edge.

Finally, you arch your back, your body convulsing as you reach your peak and scream out his name. He holds you tightly through it, his mouth still working your clit as you ride out your orgasm, grinding against his mouth and practically drowning him. He pulls back with a wide grin on his face and watches the way your body shudders after. He lays his head on your thigh, nuzzling it softly and teasing your clit with your thumb, his chin soaked with your juices.

“Love the way your body shakes…. I haven’t even gotten to the main event”

“I- I have to get ready” you pant softly, shaking your head as Buck wipes his face and goes to ease his boxers down his thighs 

“Oh? But I thought you didn’t want to go anymore, I thought you wanted to stay at home with Daddy Buck” 

“Please stop calling yourself that” You giggle and he swats your thigh, getting on his knees 

“You have the audacity to be saying that. When I seem to remember two nights ago when I was absolutely putting you through the damn mattress you were crying “Daddy please slow down” He says in a high-pitched voice “Oh fuck daddy please” 

“Wasn’t that the same night you were saying you’d be mommy’s good boy if I let you cum?” you tilt your head and he looks at you for a moment, biting his lip

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”

“Oh? Really?” You sit up “You don’t remember being in a vibrating cock ring and literally on your knees begging me to let you cum?” You reach for the bedside table where you keep it and he puts his hands out in front of him 

“Okay, okay shit okay I remember… hey we’ve kind of lost the narrative here young lady. I’m supposed to be making you feel good” He goes to ease you back down but you stop him, blushing a little 

“You know what really made me feel good?” You ask quietly, your cheeks flushing a bit. Your hand goes back to that drawer.

He watches you intently, internally battling with himself to just give in to you because he knows what made you feel good and he also knows that maybe it didn’t feel so bad for him and that he fucking loves begging you. He loves whining and whimpering for you and watching the way it melts you when he’s so submissive. Nothing gets you off more than a strong man on his knees and nothing gets him off more than how wet you get and the sounds of him thrusting in and out. 

But he seriously hates that stupid thing, because it constantly stops him from turning you into his sweet little cream pie. 

“On one condition” He stops your hand for a second and you smirk 

“Sure” 

“You let me cum sooner than you did last time! By at least 10 minutes!” 

“Deal!” You grab your phone from the nightstand and call Hen, apologizing because you won’t make it tonight. She tells you to take it easy on Buck this time and bursts out laughing as you splutter in response. 

Damn, 24 hour shifts. 

You hang up and Buck gets on the bed, lying on his back and folding his hands across his torso while crossing his ankles. 

“I’m yours to do with as you please, pretty baby” 

You grab the cock ring from the drawer and smile, prepping it and turning to him. 

“You know how much I love you right?” 

He reaches up and holds your face in his hand, rubbing his thumb over your cheek soothingly. 

“And you know how much I love you? How much I crave your very being” He mumbles, looking up at you like you’re his entire world, and you are, you know you are 

“You’re beautiful baby, and I hope you remember that” 

You smile and take his cock in your hand, stroking it slowly to get it nice and hard for you, it doesn’t take long and he blushes sheepishly 

“I know baby boy” You whisper as you bend forward and kiss him, he whimpers a little when he feels the cool silicone slide down around him 

“I know” 

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Back in Town Part 2

Part 2 Megan: As I was running to the door, I half-tucked my towel around me knowing Dave would rip it off of me. I opened the door and was enthralled to see a cute teen girl standing in front of me. She had long dirty, almost strawberry blond hair. Her face looked familiar, but my eyes were distracted by her thin tank top. I could just make out the outline of the of her budding breasts. Clearly not wearing a bra underneath. I snapped by eye back up to her face and realized it was Ail!! OMG she was so grown up. I bent down for a hug, lifting her off the ground and pulled her into the house as I did. I could feel her face pressed against my breasts and smell her sweet berry scented shampoo. As I spun her around, I looked and saw her eyes were locked on my cleavage. I started to smile and started to relax my grip. Realizing she was still squeezing me tight enough to hold her in place, I gave her a big squeeze and bent down to return her to the floor. As she let go my towel started to drop. Without realizing it, I gave her a quick flash as I adjusted my towel back around me. I watched her eyes light up and giggle a bit. She then backed up and hid her face, this seemed more like an act, like she should not watch but couldn’t help it. I apologies and filed that away for later. I changed the topic and asked all about her. I took her hand and let her to the couch while she filled me in on her parents’ divorce and crazy mother. How she had tried to make things work with her dad it was bet for all, to come back while thing settled out. His parents were now living in their old house that had made things a little easier. While Ali was taking, I could not help but study her body. She had grown up so fast. She was maybe 4ft10 with thin athletic body. She was generally tan but had a few freckles that poked though in a few places especially her cheeks and arms. As she finished, I complimented her on how beautiful she looks and asked her to spin and let me geta a good look at her. I got a good look at her cute butt that was perfectly accentuated by her tight light gray shorts. Forgetting I was still in my towel for a moment, I adjusted my position and was quickly reminded. Ali was turning back around as she started to ask a question but then stopped as she and saw me adjusting my towel again. She cleverly recovered and shifted to the conversation to my wedding ring. Oh, right Dave… he would be home soon… humm. I gave her a quick recap and noted he would be home soon. She asked if that was the same Dave I was always talking about before she left. I had completely forgotten I had told her about him but yeah that timing would have fit. I pretended the towel for falling one last time to see if I would get the same reaction as I stood up and excused myself and suggested I should probably put on something a bit more appropriate. Ali just giggled and told her she could help herself to the fridge. I got back to my room and saw the sexy “outfit” I had laying on the bed. I say “outfit” as this did not really cover anything. I instead grabbed a tank to a pair of short running shorts. I know I should have put on something more, but I didn’t care really care at this point. I headed back to the Kitchen and Ali was bent overlooking with her face in the fridge. I know better but I couldn’t reset giving her a little spank on the that cute butt staring at me.

“Hey what was that for?” she squeals as she spun around. The look Ali gave me was that of intrigue. I simile and said, “Hey house rules” and gave her a wink. Ali bit her lip and I could tell she was trying to find her words. I followed up with “All cute butts get a spanking if they are on display.” She smirked a little then started to blush a little was asking “You think I have cute butt?” I took a step closer and slid my hand along the side of her head, moving her hair back behind her ear as I said “Sweetie, you are goanna have no issues with the guys. I wish I looked this good at your age.” Ali blushed even further then sheepishly asked “Can you teach me … like… about sex and stuff?” My mind went in a fog as the words left her libs. “How could I say no?” I picked her up and gave her a big hug. “I can teach you many things sweetie. But are you sure your ready to learn?” “Yes!” excitement returning to her voice. “You’re the only one in this town I can trust. I can’t really ask my grandparents, and I don’t what the others at school to think I’m weird for not knowing anything and not knowing what I want.” Ali replied. “Think I like boys but how do I know. I mean your amazing, and I think I might like one of the girls on the team but like how do I know? We went to the living room were sat down on the couch. Mind was racing to see how this was going to turn out. I know Dave had said he’d be down for a 3some but not sure how best to play this. “So how late can you stay tonight” I asked as the wheels in my head started turning. “Um not sure probable till dark?” Ali replied. I was starting to come up with a plan to just let Ali watch us from the closet or the connected Master bathroom. This plan fell apart when I heard Dave’s voice as he came in the back door. “Honey I’m home to fuck your brains out!!” I looked at Ali and smiled. “In here honey.” I called back. As he turned the corner, he already had his shirt off and was working on his belt when he stopped and froze. “Oh look who’s ready for some Action” I said as he dropped his hands. I looked over at Ali who was starting intently at Dave fit body. “Dave this is Ali. I was her nanny when she was younger before she moved away. She is back in town now can came over to say hello and reconnect.” I could see Dave was looking for is words, so I asked “Well, I can I get a kiss first?” He walked over as I stood up. I winked at Ali as I took his embrace and sliding my hand up his six pack then inviting him in for a long patient kiss. “Mm I have missed that. One more” I said as I turned us to the side so I could see Ali watching. I slid my hand down checking to see how hard he was and give his growing dick a squeeze through his jeans. He looked and me then looked at Ali. Sensing his confusion, I let go and turned back to Ali. “So, is this what you wanted to learn Ali? “Yes, that was amazing” Ali said “but I can go if you guys want me too.” “Well, that will be up to you Missy. I said sitting back down and placing my hand on her knee. “I know Dave and I are very excited to see each other, but we are ways happy to teach and eager student. I slid my thumb softly along her inner knee. “You can just watch if you like for you first lesson.” “Dave, do you think we can help Ali learn the finer points in life?” I asked looking back up at him while I reached out and grabbed his belt. He nodded as I started unbuckling his belt, then unbuttoned the top button. I slid my hand down and outlined his hard shaft that was imprinted on his jeans thought is Boxer-briefs . I then looked over at Ali. She was in aww and I could tell she did not want to move. I smiled and said “Last chance” slid my hand back up and slowly started unzipping his jeans. I pulled them down and placed my fingers under the waist band and looked to Ali “Are you ready?” I glanced at Ali for approval. She smiled and nodded.

I pulled his boxers down slowly watching Ali’s Reaction has Dave Shaft was finally released from it’s cage. It swung and almost hit me in the face. Ali gasped “It so big!” she said jumping a little at the site. “No need to be scared” I said sliding one hand down his legs to remove the boxers completed. I grasped his hard dick with my hand sliding is slowly down his shaft. I squeezed it as I pulled my hand towards me. I was pleased to see Dave had trimmed as well. Not fully shaven but trimmed close. Moved my other hand around his balls that were hanging low. I caressed them in my hand pulling ever so slightly to Dave's pleasure. “So is this the first time seeing a dick Ali?” I asked. She nodded and smiled a little. As she did. “Well, there are many ways to please a man. Now given that Dave and I have not seen each other in a long time he may be a little more sensitive than normal. As you get to know the guy you’re with, you will learn how to please him without sending him over the edge too soon.” I started jerking a little fast as I continued. “When just giving a hand job, never neglect his balls. This is where the cum is created and stored. They can be very panful if you hit them too hard. So you have to be delicate.” I took his balls in my hand, stroking his hanging sack then squeezing a little while pulling down on his sack a little with my free hand. “This said, a little tug every now and again can make some guys to go crazy.” As I stroked his shaft and teases his sack further, I could see a bit of precum start to develop. “You know you’re doing everything right when you can start so see some precum leaking from the tip. “I could make him cum with just my hands, and this would be called a handjob. But most guys would prefer a blowjob where you use your mouth too.” With this I lifted his shaft and gave the underside of his Shaft Several kisses while working up to his head. Focusing on the bottom of the tip as it meets that shaft I noted. “This part is often overlooked but very sensitive for some guys.” Letting it fall back to the natural position I kissed and teased his tip and sucked the precum clean. I then took his full head in my mouth and worked his cock getting deeper and deeper with each thrust. Once I was relaxed enough to suppress my gag reflex, I was able to take his long 8 in cock all the way down my throat. I gave him a few pumps then came back up for air. “That, is a very advanced trick, call a deep throat, and takes a bit a practice.” I told Ali while stoking his cock with my hand. I noticed she was starting to adjust her position, clearly getting a little excited. I looked up at Dave and could tell he we in Heave as well. I then took that opportunity to stretch a stretch a little. I took Dave’s dick with just my mouth, and slide by hand up to his abs, then chest. Dave got the hint and Asked, “Why am I the only one naked?” as he reach down and pulled off my top. I then stood up and pulled off my shorts. “Now that’s much better” he said as he shoved me back on the couch. Got down into position and spread my legs. Dave turned to Ali and said “Megan's not the only one that can tease.”

We will pick up the story from Dave’s Side in part 3 …

[wnobin]

dinosaurs and bears 🦕

childhood crush! anton x fem! reader

genre: fluff, slightly suggestive

chapter synopsis: anton’s friends get tired of neither of you making a move on each other.

intro | part one | part two | part three | part four (final!)

“shh shut the- shut the fuck up, okay?”

“she’s gonna hear us—”

you awoke to the sound of muffled bickering, rubbing your eyes tiredly as you looked around for anton. you both had fallen asleep on each other after a long night of catching up and now he was nowhere to be found. you begrudgingly got out of bed, still half asleep and barely processing the voices on the other side of the door. opening the door slightly, you peeked out with bleary eyes to see anton and two other guys, one with long hair and one wearing a beanie.

anton hadn’t noticed that you were awake already, still busy trying to shush and get the other boys to leave. just then, you made eye contact with the male with long hair, his eyes widening when he saw you as he let out an audible gasp, finger lifting to point in your direction. anton whipped his head around and met your eyes, his cheeks red and he was clearly flustered. you hid behind the door awkwardly, still disheveled from just waking up, dressed in one of anton’s oversized shirts and a pair of his shorts. now all three boys had their eyes on you. “is that y/n?!” the male with the beanie excitedly waved to you, about to start approaching you but was quickly stopped by anton placing his palm against his chest. “sohee, no.” sohee pouted as you shyly waved to him, still feeling out of place in the entire situation. you weren’t sure what exactly you were supposed to do so you slowly closed the door and went to sit back down on anton’s bed, waiting for him to kick his friends out. you covered your face with your hands, embarrassed by the whole situation.

oh my god why did i close the door, i should’ve gone out to say hi. your cheeks were burning and you fidgeted with your fingers as you anxiously waited for him to return.

“hey…” anton finally came back after what seemed like hours, his cheeks still red. his hair was still messy and it seemed like he woke up not long before you did. he looks pretty even when he just wakes up.

“soooo…”

“so… my friends came to borrow a charger and they have this bad habit of barging into my apartment… fuckin’ wonbin…”

you couldn’t help but to giggle at how anton put his head in his hands, groaning as he fell back onto the bed. you patted his thigh, reassuring him that it was okay. “they’re probably used to seeing girls in your dorm, huh?”

“dummy. you’re the first and only girl that’s been inside my dorm.” anton pulled his hands away, turning to look at you with a boyish grin, pulling your arm to make you fall back and lay with him. “anyways. they said they wanna get to know you so… do you wanna hang out with us? totally fine if you don’t want to and i can get you a ride home or something—”

“i want to go. i promise. and it would be better if i got a chance to introduce myself when i’m not half awake with drool on my cheeks.” anton giggled and swiped his thumb on your cheek while you whined and tried to push him away.

“you look cute even with drool on your cheeks.”

here you were, getting ready to meet anton’s group of friends. so far you had met eunseok, wonbin and sohee. you weren’t planning on staying at anton’s for this long so all your outfits were based on what in his closet would fit you. you were wearing one of his hoodies and a pair of his grey sweats. you wondered if you could steal his hoodie and bring it back home with you.

details of that morning ran through anton’s mind, cheeks burning up as he recalled how adorable you looked dressed in his clothes, all sleepy and rubbing your eyes. you look pretty even when you just woke up. he still wasn’t sure how to approach the topic or how he would even confess. sure, sungchan would tell him that you would never reject him and that shooting his shot wouldn’t hurt but what if it did? what if you didn’t feel the same and your friendship was ruined? he didn’t have time to think about it anymore, his friends were gonna arrive soon so he just pushed his thoughts to the back of his head, instead choosing to admire how pretty you looked in his hoodie.

you were fidgeting with the strings of it, looking slightly nervous. anton knew of all your little habits when you got anxious, the way you chew on your bottom lip and it would get all red, and the way you pick at your nails, like how you were doing now. he grabbed your hand, holding it tightly in an attempt to get you to stop. instead of getting flustered over anton holding your hand, you felt comfortable instead. anton always knew exactly how to soothe you and get you to relax.

“i just went to get a charger from him and i opened the door to them cuddled up together!”

“im not lying, i swear she was wearing anton’s clothes!”

wonbin and sohee talked over each other as the group of them walked over to anton’s dorm room, the other boys giggling and coming up with ways to tease anton about it. “i bet she’s wearing his clothes again,” sohee said to the rest as sungchan knocked on the door which swung open to reveal anton in a black hoodie and grey sweats while you wore an almost identical outfit, except with a white hoodie instead. “told you so” sohee mouthed to the boys as they entered anton’s dorm.

you guys ordered in some food and drinks and spent the day watching movies and talking. the boys were particularly interested in what anton was like growing up.

“has he always been this soft spoken?”

“tell us embarrassing stories of younger anton! we’ll tell you about the time he fell into the pool when he was drunk!”

anton would groan and jokingly tell them to shut up or he would kick them out but that only made the guys laugh harder. “what’s anton like when he’s drunk?” you were curious as to what the drunk side of anton looked like, you had never seen him in that state as he only tried drinking when he got to college. it wasn’t something he did often, he just enjoyed drinking with his group of friends during special occasions, like the end of the semester.

“drunk anton is… well it’s not that different from normal anton!” seunghan starts, leaning closer to the focus of the conversation, pinching anton’s cheek. “you would think he gets louder but he’s still as soft spoken! he gets a bit more talkative but he mostly just rambles on about you.” he talks about me when he’s drunk? anton playfully slaps seunghan’s back and pushes him away, mumbling some half-hearted threats about killing him but you didn’t hear it at all. all you could focus on was the fact that you’re on his mind at his most vulnerable. anton’s cheeks and tips of his ears were beginning to turn red and he tried to avoid eye contact with you, who was staring straight at him.

desperately changing the conversation, anton brought up the fact that you would be starting college here next semester and all the attention turned back to you. he mentioned that you would be studying communications, which was the same as sungchan. “i’ll make sure to take good care of her for you,” sungchan joked and patted your back, waiting to see anton’s reaction. anton gave the older male a death stare and made sure sungchan knew that he was glaring at him, not breaking eye contact even when the other giggled and looked away.

“i’m gonna make them get together tonight. trust me.” sungchan whispered to wonbin, confident that his plan would work out.

“$50 if you do manage to do that.”

“deal.”

sungchan believed that he could do it, anton just needed a push. wonbin didn’t think anton could take the first step and would end up waiting for you to do so.

sungchan spent the rest of the day trying to get closer to you in attempt to provoke a reaction out of anton. brushing your arm lightly, stealing your phone and placing it above his head while you struggled to get it back. all while anton glared at him with a clenched jaw, taking your phone back for you. after all, he was still the taller one despite being younger.

what does he think he’s doing? he was the one that said we were perfect for each other. there’s no way you were falling for it anyways. sungchan isn’t your type.

anton remained composed, knowing that sungchan was just trying to tease him. meanwhile, you seemed to barely respond to his actions and wonbin was confident that the $50 would be his and sungchan was beginning to run out of ideas.

“y/n, wanna play spin the bottle?” sungchan held up his empty coke bottle and smirked at you, quickly glancing over at anton who started to get up, snatching the bottle from him and throwing it aside.

“absolutely not.”

anton grabbed your hand and pulled you up, dragging you to his room and closing the door behind you. his grip on you was tight yet still gentle. “sorry, i don’t know why he’s doing that…”

“well, he was just joking, wasn’t he? nothing wrong with that…”

you looked up at anton who had a slight look of annoyance on his face, but it wasn’t directed at you. he was annoyed at sungchan for touching you and teasing you. he was annoyed at himself for getting jealous over you when you weren’t his.

“you don’t get it. he doesn’t get to touch your arm like that or tease you about your height or take your things and make you flustered. that’s my job.” you cocked your head to the side at his words, trying to hold yourself back from blushing and folding. you weren’t going to let him off that easily, you wanted anton to say that he liked you. that you’re his. “why is that your job?”

while you both were stood in anton’s room, tension so thick you could cut it with a knife, the boys had their ears pressed to the wall, shushing each other. “sohee, shut up and stop giggling, i can’t hear anything!”

anton took a step closer to you, heart banging against his ribs as he took a deep breath. he knew that you were trying to get a specific response from him and he was gathering his courage to say it.

“it’s my job to take care of you and tease you and make you blush because i like you. it’s always been you. there hasn’t been anyone else in my heart since you stepped into my life.”

his hands were cupping your cheeks now, and you had no other choice but to look into his eyes as he confessed to you. your mouth went dry and you swear your heart was beating so loudly that anton could hear it. “i like you too. i’ve liked you for years and there’s no one else i wanted to be with except for you. i studied so hard just so we could be in the same college and we wouldn’t have to be apart. i love you, anton.”

all hesitance and nervousness ceased from anton’s face, the corners of his lips turning into a small smile. he pressed his lips to your forehead, thumbs gently swiping over the apples of your cheeks. “believe me when i say that i love you more.”

you felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders. you no longer had to pretend like anton’s mere existence didn’t make you crumble. you were in love with him and he was just as in love as you were.

“told you i could do it, wonbin.”

“ugh, fine! can i get an installment plan for that $50.”

[6rookie-writer0110]

Hold your hand

Jenna Ortega X Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Summary - Jenna surprises you at the movie theater

Jenna has been gone for weeks while filming in another country. But she tries to make time for you on FaceTime, long phone calls, and date nights on FaceTime. There are times she would call you, late at night when she is feeling overwhelmed. You would stay on the phone with her until she is feeling calm.

Jenna called you on FaceTime. Where she is it's the afternoon and where you are it's nighttime…

“When you are coming home?” You asked.

“I will be here for a few more weeks again” Jenna lied.

She wants to surprise you.

“That sucks. I thought you would be back home to see the new Spiderman movie” You said.

“But you can see it without me,” Jenna said.

“It won't be fun. I will wait until you are back home then we can go together” You smiled.

“I'm sorry, babe,” Jenna said.

“Don’t worry about it. Are you feeling okay? Because you called me late last night” You said.

“I’m feeling a little better thanks to you. I always put a lot of pressure on myself” Jenna said.

“You do. But try to take it easy and not put pressure on yourself. I don't expect you to be perfect” you said.

“I miss you, Y/n,” Jenna said.

“I miss you too. Do you want to join me for dinner?” You smiled.

“Yes, I do” Jenna smiled.

You are reheating the food and Jenna is eating fruits.

✯ ✯ ✯ ✯

A few days later… Jenna arrived back home. But she still didn't tell you because she wanted to surprise you. You and Jenna live together and you aren't home, but she starts to change her clothes rapidly. Then she grabbed your outfit and she knew where you would be right now, she can't wait to see you.

Right now, you are at the movie theater alone. To see another movie while waiting, you check your phone.

“Cute, hoodie,” Jenna said.

You don't look up from your phone.

“I have a girlfriend,” You said.

“Now, I know you don't flirt with strangers” Jenna smiled.

You look up and you are smiling at her.

“Jenna!” You said.

You stood up and hugged her right. She does hug you back and she won't let go of you.

“But how? You said won't you be home in a few weeks” You said.

“I wanted to surprise you, Y/n. And look at what I have on” Jenna said.

“Yeah, my sweater… so?” You said.

She smiled then she unzipped the sweater, you are in shock.

“You have on the Spiderman suit,” You said.

“Yeah. I wanted to surprise you because we planned to see the movie together” Jenna said.

“But I don't have my suit or the tickets,” You said.

“I got that covered. I got the tickets and your suit, so go to the bathroom and change” Jenna said.

She gave you the bag then you slightly bent down to kiss her on the lips. You go to the bathroom to change while she waits for you outside. You and Jenna planned to wear Spiderman suits to see the new movie Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse.

A few minutes later, you come out wearing the suit. Then you take a selfie with her then she kiss your cheek.

“I'm so happy that you are back” You smiled.

“Me too and I missed you. Let's get the snacks” Jenna said.

You and Jenna get on the line while holding hands. After paying the snacks you and Jenna went inside to find the seats.

After the movie, you took selfies with Jenna. Then you and Jenna start to talk about the movie and which was the best part. You and Jenna didn't change clothes, just went like that to get something to eat.

[luvangelbreak]

Deprived | Nine

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 matthew sturniolo x layla venita (female!oc) summary: everyone knows the story of the bad boy and the good girl but what happens when the school's most popular boy, Matthew Sturniolo, and the girl who notoriously is never there, Layla Venita, cross paths. warnings: swearing (dont think there's anything else but lmk!) word count: 2.8k a/n: this one is kinda a filler chapter but TRUST it's only gonna get crazier from here.

pov: layla

I didn't want to go to school but I despised being home even more right now. My father and I had gotten in yet another screaming match the night before and I was sure it would continue through the day if I didn't leave the house. I managed to drag myself out of bed, trying to make myself look somewhat presentable today. I usually didn't care what I looked like at school but in order to make myself feel better, I decided it was a good idea to dress a little more presentable.

I entered the school grounds, glad I decided it was a good idea to put it in a high ponytail to avoid my hair being blown in my face by the wind. I hummed along to the music in my headphones, ignoring people's usual stares as I kept my head down to the ground to make sure there was no black ice as I walked quickly.

I felt a pair of hands nip at my hips from behind causing me to yelp, spinning around quickly and taking a headphone out only to see it was Matt with a smirk on his lips.

"Hey pretty girl," he looked down at me and I shoved his chest back, pausing my music and pulling my other headphone out of my ear.

"Hi jackass," I rolled my eyes, pulling my long sleeve white t-shirt down that was under my leather jacket. It was then that I noticed Matt and I had similar outfits on. He with a plain white shirt and a letterman jacket as well as blue jeans and his usual white air forces while I wore my long-sleeved white shirt, leather jacket, black jeans and ratty white Converses.

"Oh come on. Don't be like that," he wrapped his arm around my shoulders as he pulled me towards his car where Allie, Chris, Nate and Nick were standing.

"You guys are here awfully early," I furrowed my eyebrows as we approached them.

"No thanks to Matt," Chris grumbled as he leaned on the hood of his car, laying his head on Allie's shoulder as he looked at me tiredly.

"Do you all go in the same car?" I asked, confusion covering my face and Nate shook his head.

"Usually I drive Allie here but Matt offered to pick us up today," Nate explained and I nodded, chewing on my lip as Allie smiled at me.

"Cute outfit," she beamed and I smiled at her with a shrug, Matt's arm around my shoulders restricting the movement.

"Thanks. I wanted to put in a little effort today," I explained and she nodded, a knowing smile on her lips as he glanced between Matt and I.

"Is Mia coming later?" Nick asked Matt and he sighed, running a hand over his face.

"Yeah she insisted she had to go," Matt said, an unimpressed tone underlying his words and my eyebrows furrowed.

"What's later?" I asked, not wanting to sound too intrusive but I was curious as to what they were talking about.

"Movie night at our house," Nick responded, a smile now on his lips and I nodded, pursing my lips, "You should come."

My eyebrows shot up in surprise when the words fell from his mouth, Nick being the last person I would've expected to invite me but I mumbled, "I don't know if Mia would want me to."

"What would Mia not want?" I heard a voice behind me and everyone turned their heads to look at Mia who looked like she was freezing her ass off in her cheer uniform.

At least Allie had the brains to wear a jacket and tights.

"Layla's coming tonight," Matt deadpanned, voice unwavering and Mia raised her eyebrows. She tried not to let it show on her face that she hated that idea by nodding but I could tell she wasn't impressed.

"Great," she mumbled, moving to stand between Matt and Nate, her eyes glancing at Matt's arm around my shoulders.

"What kinda movies are we talking about here?" I asked, turning my attention back to Nick since he was the one who invited me.

"Horror!" Nate raised his voice and everyone groaned but I shrugged, giving him a downturned smile.

"I could get with that," I smiled at him and he held his hand low for me to give him a low-five which I quickly reciprocated.

"What kind of horror?" Mia asked, eyebrows furrowed in worry and I looked at Nate who shrugged.

"Depends how scared you wanna be," he smiled at me, mischief in his face.

"Have you guys seen Hereditary?" I asked and everyone except Nate shook their heads.

"Perfect! Hereditary it is," he nodded and I pursed my lips to hide my smile as Nate smiled at me. I let out a small chuckle before nodding.

+++

The rest of the day flew by, Matt and Chris once again sitting next to me in English and Allie pairing up with me in gym, earning a glare from Mia. I decided to ditch them at lunch, needing time for myself outside to have a cigarette as I debated whether or not it was a good idea to join them for a movie night.

I decided it wouldn't hurt so once Allie, Mia and I finished gym, we walked straight to Matt's car where the boys stood waiting. From a distance, I could see Chris and Nate were fake fighting each other making me shake my head as we approached them.

"I didn't know you had tattoos," Nick's surprised face met mine as he looked down at my thighs where a few black tattoos were exposed from my gym shorts.

"Yeah I have more on my arms," I shrugged and he smiled, nodding his head with an impressed look.

"Alright, let's go!" Matt announced as he jumped in the driver's seat. Chris jumped in the passenger seat, Nick behind Matt and Nate behind Chris. Mia hopped in next sitting behind Nate and Mia climbed in to sit next to her, the only seat being left was beside Mia and behind Nick.

I was thankful Mia and Allie were both smaller than me and I could fit in the back with them with my long limbs. Matt made sure we were all buckled in before he pulled out of the parking lot, Chris playing his usual trap music on the aux.

"For the record," Allie leaned over to talk to me quietly, "I like when you're on aux more."

I smiled at her with a roll of my eyes, dismissing her statement with a wave of my hand. A few minutes passed as I looked out at the small window of the backseat, noticing we were going into a nicer part of the state.

"Chris, can you put something better on?" Allie groaned and Chris turned around giving her an unimpressed look as he turned the music down.

"And what would you suggest Al?" he asked her, sarcasm in his words and she smiled sweetly at him.

"Harry Styles," she nodded and he groaned, falling back into his seat before I heard the familiar sound of the intro to Fine Line by Harry Styles started to play.

I picked up quickly that Chris had a soft spot for Allie and I can't say I blame him. She looked like she wouldn't hurt a fly even if she won a million dollars for it.

By the time the song came to an end, we pulled up to the two-story house that looked exponentially nicer than my own. Nick and Nate climbed out of the car before I got out, Allie behind me and then Mia. Once we all had our belongings and the doors were closed, Matt locked the car and we made our way inside the house.

I followed behind everyone since they all seemed familiar with the house. I made a mental map in my head of how to get back to the school in case I wanted to leave. We entered the large living area, Nate throwing himself on the three-seater couch and Chris rolled his eyes.

"I'll get the snacks," Chris said before walking out the door to where I could see the kitchen.

"I'll get blankets and pillows," Nick announced before running up the stairs and Nate grabbed the remote beside his head, turning the TV on.

"Nate you're taking up the whole fucking couch," Mia deadpanned and with a groan, Nate sat up. Mia placed herself on one end of the couch as Matt sat down beside her.

"That's where Nick sits so you can sit with me and Chris on the floor," Allie explained, pointing to the armchair that was to Mia's left and I nodded.

She placed herself on the carpet in front of Mia, leaning back onto the couch as Mia crossed her legs. I placed myself beside Allie, Matt sitting behind me. I leaned forward, not sure if he was okay with me leaning on the couch between his legs.

Chris returned with both arms full of snacks, placing them on the floor in front of me before saying, "Drinks?"

"Pepsi!" Allie beamed and he nodded, turning his attention to me,

"Uh, the same is fine," I gave him a half-hearted smile and he once again nodded.

Nate asked for a water, Matt a root beer and Mia also got water. Nick called from the top of the stairs, "Lemonade!"

Chris recounted the drinks in his head before walking back to the kitchen. Suddenly I felt something land on my head and it covered my face, realising it was a blanket.

"Nick!" I heard Matt say in an annoyed tone before the blanket was pulled off of my head. I leaned my head backwards to see Nick standing behind the couch with an apologetic look and Matt shaking his head looking down at me. There were two blankets, one for Nate, Matt and Mia and one for Allie, Chris and I. There was already a small blanket where Nick was going to sit so he didn't bother bringing another down for himself.

"You want the pillow?" Matt asked and I shrugged. He placed the pillow between his feet against the couch before he grabbed my shoulders, pulling me back so my back was resting against the couch between his legs, the pillow resting behind my lower back.

Nick rounded the couch, getting himself situated in his chair as Chris returned with the drinks. He handed them out one by one and I mumbled a small thank you, earning a smile from him. Allie handed some of the snacks to Mia and threw a bag of popcorn to Nick, leaving a bag of popcorn and Skittles for her, Chris and I to share.

"We all good?" Nate asked as Chris sat down next to me, his shoulder barely touching mine as he pulled the blanket towards him a little more. There was a chorus of agreements before Nate clicked play on the movie.

+++

Halfway through the movie and I had both Chris and Allie clinging onto me in fear. I had slid down slightly so my head was tilted back onto the couch and Matt hadn't moved his legs from around me once. I looked over to see Nick hiding behind his blanket and tilted my head back to see Mia clinging to Matt, hiding her face in his shoulder as he looked at the TV in dread.

Nate and I seemed to be the only ones not affected by the movie and I assumed he had also seen it before. I tilted my head back to the screen as Allie flinched against me.

"Why did you suggest this fucking movie?" Chris mumbled as he gripped my forearm with two hands and I giggled to myself.

"Because it's fun to watch everyone's reactions," I whispered back to him and he shook his head before he placed it on my shoulder making me smile to myself.

I felt something pull on my hair and I tilted my head back to see Matt still staring at the screen while his fingers fiddled with the ends of my hair. He glanced down at me before he looked down at his hands, letting go of my hair before giving me an apologetic smile.

"Wait, I need to pee," Mia suddenly announced and Nate paused the movie as Allie leaned forward, letting go of my arm to let Mia out from behind her. Mia quickly got up, jogging down the hallway and zipping into the bathroom. I lifted my arm up that Allie was no longer holding onto, flipping my ponytail back so it was lying on Matt's thigh.

Chris was still leaning against me, his weight fully on me as he let go of my arm with one hand to get his phone that was on the floor beside him. I didn't look at his phone but he pulled it away from his face, extending his arm out making me look at the phone and I realised he had his Snapchat open to take a photo.

I poked my tongue out of the corner of my mouth with my eyebrows raised as Nate held a thumbs up in the air, Allie leaning over and pouting her lips as she placed her head under my chin while Matt smiled toothily. Chris took the photo before saving it and pulled the phone back towards his face.

"Okay!" Mia appeared again as she flopped onto the couch, "We're good."

Nate played the movie again and Allie resumed her position of gripping onto my arm as Chris put his phone down. I once again felt small tugs on the end of my hair and I bit my lip to hide my smile even though I knew no one would notice since it was quite dark in the room, the only light being emitted from the TV.

As the movie continued, I snacked on some Skittles and Matt continued to play with the ends of my hair while Chris and Allie hid their faces in my shoulder at various moments. I heard shrieks of fear emit from Nick and Mia throughout the rest of the movie before the credits played and Allie let out a breath of relief.

"That was the worst movie I've ever watched," Nick stated, his unimpressed tone making me chuckle.

"I take it you guys don't watch horror movies often," I questioned and Chris hummed in agreement, still clinging onto my arm and his head on my shoulder.

"We going for round two?" Mia asked and I sat in silence, waiting for someone to respond as I played with the lint on the blanket cover Allie, Chris and I.

"What time do y'all have to leave?" Matt asked and I tilted my head back to look at him still tangling the ends of my hair in his hands.

"My dad's picking Mia and I up at 6:30," Allie explained and Matt looked at Nate.

"I gotta go in like 30 minutes. My parents want me home for dinner," Nate rolled his eyes and Matt nodded before looking down at me.

"I don't have to be home by a certain time," I shrugged and he smiled.

"Why are you're parents picking us up so early?" Mia whined, throwing her head on Matt's shoulder with a pout. Allie tilted her head back to look at her.

"Because we have to get dinner," Allie explained and Mia groaned, slouching into Matt further. I looked over when Nick chuckled to himself before he pursed his lips, looking back at the TV that had nothing playing.

I looked down at Chris who was doing something on his phone before I asked, "Uh where's the bathroom?"

"I'll show you," Matt quickly leaned forward, Mia falling off of his arm and I nodded. Chris leaned back onto the couch against Nate's legs allowing me to get up before I slid the blanket off of my legs and stood up.

Matt jumped off of the couch as I stood awkardly in the middle of the living room before he started walking down the hallway. He opened a door to the right, turning the light on before motioning me to walk inside.

I sent him a thankful smile before stepping into the bathroom. I spun around to the close the door and locked it behind myself. I quickly sat down on the toilet, feeling my phone vibrate in the pocket of my shorts. I pulled it out seeing a text from my father and a frown covered my features.

Father 5:37pm Dont bither cominh home

I sighed, locking my phone as I placed my head in my hands as I chewed on my lip. I bit down on it anxiously, thinking of where to sleep tonight and how I would get to school in the morning.

tags:

@ilovechrissturniolo1 @leprechaunbirthdaygirl @sturnfix

[ot7stan4life]

Small Things

Siyeon, Yoohyeon, & Gahyun (Dreamcatcher) x Female Reader

(1 part - completed ✅)

Word Count: 1,400

Summary: a cute fluffy moment between you and three of your fellow group members during a day off between tour stops.

Warnings: no warnings, fluff

"You wanna come shopping with me and Dongie?" Yoohyeon asked from the hotel bathroom, her voice muffled slightly from the distance between us. I sat up from bed and rubbed my eyes in time to see the younger member step through the door, fitting a blue beanie to her head.

"What, so we can spend all day going on a scavenger hunt for that soap she likes?" I laughed. "I think I'll pass."

My last words brought a frown to her face. "But unnie~" she whined, walking over to the bed where I was sitting, "I wanted you to help me pick out some new clothes."

I smiled at her pitiful behavior and stood up, pulling her into me by her hands. "You don't need my help for that." I let go and grabbed her waist. She put her arms around my shoulders, making her deepening pout near my own lips. "You have Dongie."

She let out the sort of whine you'd expect to hear from a puppy dog as she looked up at me with her cute, brown eyes. "But Dongie's not who I want to look good for," Yoohyeon admitted, making my heart flutter.

My hands gripped her jeans and I laughed lightly out of nervous habit. "You don't need to worry about that, pabo." I smiled and leaned in to bump my nose against hers. Our proximity and her beautiful features made me feel like I was suffocating, but in the best way possible. "You look perfect in anything." Though it seemed she wanted to argue, my words inevitably got to her, causing her to smile widely.

She giggled and tried to disguise how flustered my compliment had made her by saying, "whatever" and pressing her lips to mine. My chest burned when I felt her fingers brush across my throat before they settled at the nape of my neck. Her breathing was unsteady as she took my bottom lip between hers. Realizing how nervous I made her even after all the years we'd been together brought an indescribable feeling out of me. It always amazed me that I managed to get a girl like her. I couldn't even begin to understand how I made the others fall for me too.

A knock at the door cut our kiss short and now it was my turn to pout. Yoohyeon just smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Must be Dongie." She started to release me from her hold but I kept her in place with my fingers in the loop of her jeans.

"Wait," I whined, making her turn back around and look at me with a cute laugh.

"What?" She pretended to be annoyed but her bright smile defeated her.

"I didn't get to tell you how pretty you look." I let myself take in her features before looking at her outfit. She was wearing a basketball jersey with blue jeans and high tops. "My bad," I rushed before she could respond, brushing her hair under the beanie behind her ear and letting my thumb rest on her jawline. "How handsome you look,” I corrected, making her cheeks turn pink and her eyes crinkle from how wide her smile had grown.

"Thanks,” she mumbled before letting me kiss her one more time. This time I lingered, not wanting it to be over. The way she chose to dress so masculine today was getting to me and I suddenly didn't want her to leave at all. I needed her all to myself. It didn't help when she backed away to look at me and bit her lip, replying, "you don't look so bad yourself."

"Y'know, you could just skip shopping and stay here with me,” I said, my impatience getting the better of me.

Yoohyeon smirked. "As tempting as that sounds, Handong-" before she could even finish her sentence, a knock on the door sounded again followed by a muffled 'time to go, pabo!' "Yeah... that,” she said and we both laughed at the oddly perfect timing.

"Okay~" I dragged out followed by a sigh, making my disappointment known.

"You'll be fine." She shoved my shoulder playfully. "Go give those two antisocial losers some attention." I laughed at her insult and nodded my head.

"Fine." Finishing with a kiss on her cheek, I let her go before saying, "you guys have fun."

"Thanks. We won't,” she deadpanned and was out the door before I could respond.

-

After they left, I spent some time changing clothes and brushing my teeth before taking Yoohyeon's idea. It took a while after I knocked on the hotel room door across the hall for someone to come open it—likely because both of the room's occupants were in bed. When it finally did, though, the youngest member greeted me, her sleepy appearance—messy hair, puffy cheeks, droopy eyes and lips—made her a million times more adorable than usual.

"Sorry, I hope I didn't wake you," I said, resisting the urge to pinch her soft, squishy looking cheeks between my fingers. Though, she did one even better and wrapped herself in my arms.

"It's okay, we were just laying around." Gahyun’s voice came out quiet against my chest and melted my heart. She was always so soft when she woke up in the morning.

Eventually she let go and grabbed my hand to guide me inside. I let the door close and turned the corner to see Gahyun’s roommate in nearly the same lethargic state as her. When the main vocalist saw me, her tired features brightened.

"Hi,” Siyeon greeted, voice still raspy after just waking up. Her eyes blinked slowly and I was sure she could fall back asleep right in that moment if she felt so inclined. Seeing them like this—all innocent and oblivious to the world—was just one of many privileges I was thankful to have being a member of Dreamcatcher. How many people could say they got to experience a cuddly Siyeon early in the morning?

As if she knew what I was thinking, her arms extended and she made grabby hands towards me. I laughed at how childish she was and walked to the side of her bed. She didn't waste a moment, pulling me on top of her and making Gahyun whine for stealing me away.

"Yah!" I yelled in surprise, giggling before noticing how Siyeon was looking at me. The way she stared at me with so much love in her eyes always, without fail, caught me off guard. It was like her way of reminding me how important I was to her. She didn't allow me to admire it for long, taking in the fact that it was all for me, and instead locked her fingers around my neck to pull me down for a kiss.

Unlike I expected, her kisses weren't weak. She held me with one hand on my jawline and worked her lips against mine, taking my breath away. I had all my weight on a hand just beside her shoulder, so I used my other to brush my fingers across the smooth exposed skin of her collarbone. She sighed into my mouth and I almost completely forgot that Gahyun was in the room. Siyeon and the sensation of her thick, warm lips against mine fully invaded my mind. I was prepared to stay there all day long, letting her kiss me until our lips went numb—like we sometimes did on our off-days—but then the youngest whined again, bringing me back to reality.

"Hey," I looked over at Gahyun, finally seeing the pout on her face, "come over here." The whole time I had to ignore Siyeon's own pout, probably wanting the same thing I was thinking about moments ago.

Gahyun didn't hesitate, dashing to the empty side of the bed and jumping in. I slid off of Siyeon—who was no longer upset that she couldn't have me to herself upon seeing how happy I made the maknae—and settled between the two of them. Gahyun leaned over to lay on top of me but I grabbed her chin before she could nestle herself into my neck and gave her a kiss. Unlike Siyeon, she was satisfied with one small kiss, backing away with a smile. They both cuddled into my sides and I let out a content sigh.

With lives as busy and hectic as ours could be, I learned to appreciate little moments like these in between schedules where we just laid in silence, enjoying each other's presence. It was the small things that really meant the most.

**This imagine was transferred over from my Wattpad account OT5Stan4Life**

[erospandemos]

What is your ideal date with each of them?

If you have a fixed amount of time (4 days). Would you rather have a date with all of them at the same time? Or spend each day with only 1 of the girls?

And if you only get to hang out with 1 of them in LA. Who would it be?

I finally got the ideas needed to answer this ask!

I would rather spend each day with them because I'm not going to become the boyfriend of any of them so I might as well use the opportunity to experience four girlfriends. Greedy? Very much.

Chaewon 🐯

Chaewon is the typical girlfriend. Any 'traditional' date location could work with her but I don't know why, I'd really like to take her to a cat café. I'm talking about those cafés full of cats that you can play around with and pet.

Seeing a cute girl like her playing with small kitties would be very therapeutic. It's like her natural habitat.

After that, she'll probably take the lead and drag me to shop for couple-matching outfits and similar. Attention! You must absolutely compliment her on every outfit she tries! It can't not fit her, it's just that there are clothes that look better on her. If you don't compliment Chaewon, she gets insecure, you must always keep your girlfriend happy and cheerful.

At the end of the day, go home and drink. Yes, I wanna hear her drunk rambles because they're adorable.

"Oh, I'm seeing double..." Chaewon mumbles and hiccups. You look at her with worry, it might have been too much for today. She had already downed two bottles and was on the third.

"I think it's enough, Chae, I'm going to put everything away and then we can go to sleep."

"No!" she hiccups again. "This is pretty cool... there's two of you! Mmmh," she laughs and smirks, "You can give me double the amount of hugs this way, right? Come here!"

You can't resist and let her have your way, hugging her tightly.

Sakura 🌸

Sakura is more fit for home dates. Comfy dates in her or your bedroom are the way to go. You could watch movies, animes, shows, or even play games. Seeing her so passionate about playing games would make my heart flutter and also seeing her rage would be pretty funny.

Good luck to her if she wants to teach me how to play with her because I'm not good at all.

"Honey, you have to press R1," she hurriedly tells you, completely focused on the screen in front of her. It was a very critical situation.

"Uhm, this one?"

"NO! That's R2, wait—"

[GAME OVER]

"Not again..." she sighs with desperation and launches herself onto the bed, with open arms and open legs, completely lifeless and desperate.

"S-sorry about that."

"It's just a game, Sakura, it's just a game..." she continues to whisper to herself and then suddenly turns to you: "You're not leaving this house until you beat this level!"

If she feels like going out, we could surely go to the garage sells or thrift shops and look for old video games, mangas and action figures. Sakura seems like a person that likes collecting stuff and hunting for rare objects would be pretty cool.

Yunjin 🐍

I think she'd really enjoy going to a music club or a music shop. We could go to a guitar store and I'd spend all evening hearing her rambling about how a very specific Stratocaster has a superspecific tone that she wants to get. I'm also a musician myself so I'd really like to talk about these kinds of things with her.

Or we could go to her home and listen to her old songs. You know, her old archives of songs—look at her cringe at her old lyrics. Or maybe some unreleased songs...

"Listen to this," Yunjin says, clicking the play button on her laptop. You nod and posture yourself up, paying attention to every word and every note that comes out of the studio monitors.

But after the first verse and chorus, you turn around to Yunjin: "Oh, who were you talking about here? It sounds like me."

"Really?" she says, smirking sweetly. "Maybe it is you after all."

"This... this is a love song."

"I know."

Kazuha 🩰

She's the opposite of Yunjin. She isn't really talkative from what I've seen. Sure, if you get her to open up to you, she might start to say some silly stuff—getting comfortable enough to say stupid jokes. But normally, she's more reserved.

We could go on a book date, going around the city and visiting every bookstore. I don't know if she's a good reader but she certainly looks like one. I'd like to hear what genres she likes and tell her about mine.

And if she's more of a movie person, we could go to the cinema and watch a movie, while holding hands...

Go to the café perhaps. Get her a nice hot cup of coffee and then the park as the final destination.

"Look, look," Kazuha says, pulling your sleeve. You turn around wondering what caught her attention. Your date is pointing with excitement at the white bunny on the other side of the park, munching on some grass.

"Look at that rabbit. It's so white and round. Isn't it so cute?" she asks, with glittering eyes.

"Yeah, it looks kinda chunky."

"Are you saying that it's fat???" Kazuha retorts, furrowing her eyes in an adorable angry frown.

"I'm saying it's very cute." You quickly answer, rubbing the back of your head.

"Mmh. That's more like it."

-

Now, who would I hang out with in LA? I think the answer is pretty obvious: Yunjin. She looks like she knows already where to go so I won't have to prepare anything. She is also very fun to hang out with so it's perfect!

Thank you for the ask, frisky. It took long because I had no idea how to answer.

[aphroditeslover11]

Halloween Party For Two

As promised, Jonathon Crane x reader Halloween special.

I may have skirted over the fact that Jonathon is in some respects evil, but I really do think that he would be absolutely weak for his love. Maybe slightly out if character, but I wanted to make it cute. Also, I am a wuss and know nothing about horror films, please do not judge me!

Pictures from Pinterest as ever.

Jonathon was the last person who you would ever expect to celebrate anything, let alone something so seemingly trivial as halloween. Whilst you had been busy over the last few days carving pumpkins, putting up banners and buying sweets for any trick or treaters that might knock on your door, Jonathon had remained locked away in his study. You hadn’t even tried to talk him into celebrating, presuming that he would just shoot you down, and honestly no answer was better than a bad one.

It was the day before halloween when your partner took you by surprise.

“Y/n, have you considered doing something to celebrate halloween this year? I know that we don’t usually, but I just feel like it might make a nice change.” You weren’t really sure how to react to that bombshell.

“What sort of thing did you have in mind? Do you mean going out for the night, because I don’t really have any friends that are throwing parties this year.” Most of your close friends at this point had either moved away at this point or were too engrossed in relationships to consider holding something like a halloween party. Hell, half of them had kids by now.

“In that case why don’t we have a halloween party for two? You can dress up if you like, just leave the rest to me.”

~

Jonathan’s last minute approach hadn’t left you with much time to find an outfit, there was no chance of ordering something online, it wouldn’t be delivered in time even if there was anything left in stock. This meant you had the sole option of going around your local shops on halloween morning until you eventually found a black dress, a long one that you thought would hug your figure perfectly with a plunging v in the front. It absolutely screamed Morticia Addams. You tried it on in the changing room, making sure that it fit, and when it did you fell even more deeply in love with it. Giving it some thought, you decided that you already had a pair of black stilettos that you could pair it with and you would just have to rock your natural hair colour with no time to find a black wig. Regardless of this, it was going to be a very sexy halloween outfit that you were sure Jonathon was going to like, if only he would be a bit less serious for an evening and dress up as Gomez to match.

It wasn’t long before you had purchased the dress, heading home to find the kitchen counter covered in shopping bags and Jonathon racing to hide his purchases before you could get back. When he saw you, realising that he had failed, he quickly hid everything back under the plastic before steering you out.

“Baby, I have a plan, can I have the kitchen and living room for a bit, just to set things up for half an hour. I want to surprise you.”

“No problems, I need to go and get changed into my costume anyway?” Jonathon easily detected the mischievous twinkle in your eye.

“Well, I’ll go and get myself sorted, I should be done in 30 so you can come up and find me if you finish first.” With that you left him to it.

For the entirety of the half hour that you spent getting into your costume you could hear Jonathon moving around, obviously faffing on as his usual perfectionist self and occasionally swearing when he couldn’t get something to go as he wanted it. When the 30 minutes was up and he came in to discover what costume you’d picked out, a wide smile immediately spread across his face.

“Well hello beautiful lady,” he laughed. You blushed just like you always did whenever he complimented you, he loved to tease you for it. Jonathon walked over to you, taking your hand in his before lifting it above your head and spinning you.

“You certainly make a very sexy Morticia my love,”he said, moving you to look at your reflection in the mirror. He positioned himself behind you, his front pressing into your back as he ran his hands appreciatively down your body, landing on your hips.

“Look at you, I can’t believe that you’re all mine.” He was talking to himself more than he was to you, though he quickly snapped back to reality. “Anyway, there is a surprise waiting for you downstairs if you want to go and have a look, I’m just going to sort out a little problem in here and then I’ll join you.”

“Okay, don’t be too long.” You kissed him on the cheek, doing as you were told.

~

Jonathon had really outdone himself, the living room was lit solely by candles, bathing the room in a warm and gentle light. The table was covered with a spread of halloween themed food and a bottle of red wine, accompanied by two glasses. You were just examining the label of the bottle when Jonathon walked in. You turned to see that he had changed into a black suit and white shirt, slicking back his hair. He had decided to match your theme, turning himself into Gomez.

“Bonjour, ma chère,” he greeted you, kissing his way up your arm enthusiastically and drawing a chuckle from you.

“So, I see you decided to make an effort as well in the end.”

“How could I not when you walk in here dressed like that?”

“Well, it’s nice. It makes it really feel like halloween, and I do love you in a dark suit. It’s a marvellous spread that you’ve managed by the way, I’m very impressed, you even found my favourite wine.”

“Anything for you angel.”

“So, what are the plans for the rest of the night?”

“I was wondering if we could just have an evening on the sofa, maybe marathon some horror movies.” Jonathon had a huge collection of horror films, ranging from black and white classics to modern slashers. If he liked it then he would buy it on disc, it was old fashioned but he always said that there was something nice about being able to look through a physical collection rather than endlessly scrolling through Netflix whilst struggling to make a decision.

“I know that we’re all dressed up with nowhere to go, but it isn’t like we have any better offers is it?”

“Dr Crane, you are the best offer I could ever have to spend halloween with.”

The rest of the night was spent settled on the sofa. Jonathon had pulled out a selection of his favourites for you to choose from, you weren’t really a huge horror movie buff so he went with the more famous ones that he thought you might have heard of. You started out with ‘The Sixth Sense’ before moving on to ‘The Shining’. You had a habit of snuggling closer into him when things got tenser and more frightening, he found it ridiculously endearing when you hid your face in his chest in the worst parts. After telling him that you were done with the jump scares you pulled yourself up from the sofa.

“Your films are not what I need at this time of night, I’m going to go and find something a bit more my speed.” You returned a moment later with your well-loved copy of ‘The Rocky Horror Show’. Although it wasn’t exactly a horror, this film had a special place in both of your hearts. It’s wonderfully campy, ridiculous style always put a smile on both of your faces, and he would be damned if he didn’t get to watch the smile on your face as you sang along to the Time Warp.

At about 3:00am Jonathon was starting to flag, barely able to keep his eyes open any longer. Rocky Horror had just finished and he was ready to go to bed. You had fallen asleep a while ago, sprawled across the sofa with your head in his lap. He considered carrying you to bed, but you looked so peaceful lying where you were that he couldn’t bare to move you. Easing himself out from under you, supporting your head with one hand to make sure that you weren’t woken. It would be a squeeze but the sofa was just about big enough for him to roll you onto your side, spooning you from behind and covering you both in a nearby blanket before whispering “Good night,” into you ear.

[myanxietydemonaretootired]

So... I was bored and watched lesbian tiktoks for like an hour. Then I was like, I wanna write something cute and wrote just a small thing but I liked it.

Available on Ao3 too :]

I kissed Emily Prentiss

Two days ago, Garcia came to the bureau with four tickets for a new club that had recently opened a few blocks near her house, the "Jennifer's Body" nightclub. She had been waiting for months for it to be up and ready for business.

"C'mon, JJ! We really need to unwind and I swear, it'll be totally fun! Also, hello, the name. Jennifer's Body has to have Jennifer's Body! Your beautiful JJ Body!" She took my hand and lifted me up from my chair. "Please, let's dance! Let's dance."

"We haven't had fun in forever. I'm IN!" Tara joined in the conversation.

Tara backed up Penelope and started dancing with her. I couldn't help but laugh. I have been under a lot of stress, we all have. This job sometimes makes us forget to love life and to take time for the little things, like a good night out with friends. And who better to remind me than the one and only Penelope Garcia? We should start paying her for it. I looked at Emily, expecting her response to Penelope's offer.

"I heard girls called Jennifer drink for free." She said. It was all it took.

"Let's go, ladies," I say, and we go to get ready.

I never imagined a nightclub like this one. All the pink, purple and mirrors with phrases like "so hot" and "beautiful babe" written with what appears to be lipstick. The whole place was made for girls by girls. As soon as we set foot here, Garcia and Tara lost themselves in the music and started dancing surrounded by all the other girls who happily embraced them, especially Tara, so many of them tried to dance with her. I get it. She looks amazing, in a black dress with some see-through parts, and Pen did her make-up. Well, she did everyone's make-up. Garcia also looks great, in a tight dress with puffed sleeves and she put hot pink extensions on her head.

However, I can't stop staring at Emily. A sleeveless red bodysuit with a cut down the middle and tight black shorts, there is a little space between her bodysuit and her shorts where you can see her skin. I don't know why I keep looking at that space, it's hypnotising. I feel my mouth dry and I drink another cosmopolitan. Girls surround her and ask permission to touch her while they dance. That's a little intrusive, right? Does she feel comfortable with it?

One of the girls is complimenting her hair, which I did. Curls in her shiny jack-black hair. I remember how my breath stopped the moment we got too close. She said: "Don't be shy, sit here." She pulled me onto her lap as I curled her hair, winning one point from our weird flirtation-ship competition. Who can make the other one the most hot and breathless without any sex? I don't get it. How can she make me feel like this? How can someone have so much power over my feelings without...

Well, without what? Do I like her?

I look at Emily flirt with that girl; she's pretty, I guess; a cute short girl with a buzzcut. Emily eclipses any woman and enby in this room. The outfit hugging her figure and I can just trace every part of her over it. I feel like a psycho staring at her this way, I don't feel myself but oxygen is not entering my body. I must have gone mad, I feel asphyxiated. I want her to get away from buzzcut girl, I want us to go running to a bathroom stall and just kiss each other. I would grab her by the neck, and she would hug my waist. We would use the wall as our only support because our legs aren't responding. I'd ask for permission to deepen the kiss. I'm biting my lip just imagining it.

I make my way to her, putting myself in between the other girl and my Emily. I notice she's been staring at me too, and I smile because I know she wants this too. I whisper in her ear "Can I kiss you?"

"God, finally."

She envelopes my mouth with hunger, hugging me. I grab her by the face, her hair all over my hands.

I kissed Emily Prentiss.

[inkabelledesigns]

Sometimes the best thing you can do is step away from a project and return to it later. Three of these dolls I started last summer, and one of them is from this year but gave me trouble, but I'm taking some time to fix them up and play around, and it feels better now.

For the first, the G3 Draculaura with purple hair, she's my mini me. I had a rough time because I tried to match my own hair, but finding a yarn color that matches was not working out. So I switched gears and went with a dark purple to match the darkness, and purples and pinks because they're some of my favorite colors. I'm slowly embracing her as a new look for my persona. The yarn hair isn't totally cooperating, but I'm learning to deal with it. I'm really excited to get this little fairy done, I quite like being something more fantastical than usual!

The Raven Queen head was actually my last attempt at a mini-me (hence why she's on a curvy made to move Barbie body), but I wasn't happy with her for myself, still didn't feel like me. But the expression is so cute, I had to finish her and make her into someone else. I think I'd like to call her my Susie Campbell, it suits her.

Ursa is my first attempt to customize a Hunter Huntsman doll. His body tattoos were so much fun, but he was missing something: facial hair. He needed a bit more for looking older and tired, and I think this suits him much better.

Vida was an experiment on my Cori Cruize doll that had a bad leg. She's a mermaid, and I wasn't fully sure what to do with her face, but I like this quite a bit! The way the pearly gouache hits the light is a lot of fun. I'm glad I took the time to play with her more.

Sometimes you need dolls in your collection that you learn from. The thing people don't tell you about doll customizing is that it's the same as any other art form: there's a learning curve, and practice makes perfect. Not every face-up you do or outfit you sew is gonna move forward, sometimes you stumble, and it's okay to not be perfect. Take it at your own pace, and don't be afraid to put things down and try again later. 💜 Sometimes fresh eyes are quite valuable.

[pbandjesse]

Today was a pretty full day. I am feeling really good about it. Physically I am not feeling amazing but that is okay. I am working hard go make some organs. I can be gentle with myself.

I woke up a ton last night. Have to pee. Dehydrated. Uncomfy. But I got to sleep in so it evened out. I don't remember James leaving for work. But they did check in a out making me breakfast and I requested my hashbrown dish with scrambled eggs but all deconstructed so I could put it together when I did wake up. They are so good to me. Love my husband.

I woke up around 9. I laid in bed for a while. I had a half a plan. I was going to make the bed. I was going to shower. I was going to wear my new dress. I would have breakfast. And fix the froggy that was dropped off at the teddy bear hospital. And I would edit my sticker file to send to the printer.

And I did that and more! I got up and after the bed was made and I was showered, I tried on my new dress. And it has. Issues. Mainly that the straps are elastic and just a little bit to much. I am going to try and shorten those soon. But more the issue was the shoulder ruffles. My neck is just to short for how big they were. So after breakfast I would take scissors to them and I cut the shoulder ruffles off and I like it so much more. Still have to shorten the straps but I felt super cute in it.

I warmed up breakfast on the stove. And it was a nice breakfast.

I would gather my one rumpl blanket to put in its stuff sack and that's when I noticed that it has big holes in it? I think it got eaten by mice during summer camp. So I added that to the list of things for me to do.

I went outside to sit and drink ate for a bit. I needed to drink a whole bunch before the appointment. Eventually I would go back inside and fixed the frog. Which I think went very well. His butt was ripped in the weirdest way but I think I did a good job keeping his shape.

I would also start working on the embroidery weaving to create the patches for the stuff sack. I chose a pretty robins egg color that I thought went nicely with the colors in the bag. And I would spend a good amount of time working on this because I wanted it to be nice.

My hands would hurt though so I went and worked on the sticker design. And send that off to James to send to the printer.

I didn't want to leave here until noon. I would lay outside and tried to drink my whole big stupid mug of water but it was hard. I did my best. And would leave a little early because I was nervous.

I felt really cute though. I really liked my outfit and it made me feel very cool.

The hospital is not even ten minutes away. So it did not take long. I found the other parking garage which ended up being easier to park in but I did get lost inside and had to circle around again to get the spot. But it was easy enough. I walked the two blocks to the hospital and texted James.

They were going to arrive at 1230 so we decided I would figure out how to get to the office and tell them the steps. First up, information desk. I got a wrist band and let them know James would be coming. And then got the elevator downstairs. Accidentally went up to the 7th floor first but I made it down eventually and found the office pretty easy.

Even though I was told to be there a half hour early the receptionist let me know that all the techs were at lunch so we wouldn't be starting early. Which honestly was better because I was nervous about James arriving.

But soon James was with me and I felt better.

We got taken back a little after 1. The tech was so nice. I was very nervous but she was great.

The whole ultrasound was about a half hour. It was my first real belly scan so that was new for me. And she pushed very hard which hurt at times because I have a stitch in my side from a sneeze gone wrong a few weeks ago. But I was so focused on the screen that it didn't matter at all.

Not only did we get to see baby and all their organs, she was flipping and stretching! Not exactly cooperating with the tech but I was just having so much fun seeing her swimming around. It was great. I had lots of questions about what I was looking at. Seeing the organs and being told oh that's her brain! That's her spin! That's her foot! I got a little teary eyed.

James was half watching and half live texting updates to their parents and other family. They said if they focused just on the one thing they would have cried and they were worried they wouldn't stop. I thought that was very sweet.

Once the ultrasound was done we had to wait in the room while the tech checked with the doctor to make sure the images were good enough. I started feeling really hungry and we decided when we were all done we would go to five guys. I was looking forward to that.

But that was still forever a way. We had a second appointment right after with a lovely nurse practitioner about my risks and medication.

I was nervous. But she was so good. She made me feel very heard. I went through everything and my concerns and weirdness my body is doing. She made me feel like we had a handle on things and my research was good. But because of my medicine she wants me to get more ultrasounds. So after 20 weeks I'll get at least one every 4 weeks, and then as we get closer to when they are due I think more often I'll get checked. I have to get some blood work done too. But I felt like we had a good plan. And I am excited. Especially because they said baby is looking good and has all their proper organs and fingers and toes. Incredible.

Thag was probably my favorite part. When her little hand spread open like she was waving. It was great.

We checked out. Got my next appointment set up. And thanked them for being so nice. And we were off.

James had biked to the appointment. So they would walk me to the parking garage and would meet me over in Canton crossing. I would get stuck in some traffic so when they got there first they would order for us. Which was great because when I got there the food was already ready! Thank you to my husband.

We had our late lunch. And it was very good. And we decided that we would go over to the grocery store for a few things before we went home.

The food helped me feel better but I still wasn't feeling amazing. We would stick pretty good to the list. Green onions. Rice sides. Cake. We couldn't get more hashbrowns. But it was all good. We paid and headed home.

I beat James home but we would be neck and neck a few times. It was funny to be driving next to them biking

When we got back I was not feeling very good and would lay down. I would finish my weaving embroidery and was very happy with it. I tried drinking some water but I just wasn't feeling great. So I headed upstairs. James was recording their podcast. And I just tried to rest.

But I didn't feel great. When James was done recording they brought me veggie pepperoni and crackers and a zofran. And when I still felt bad I went and took a bath. Which helped a little bit my stomach still hurts.

I am considering having a Popsicle. And then going to sleep. I am planning on going to camp tomorrow. I really hope there is stuff for me to do so I don't feel so bad just sitting there. I am going to bring my tablet and work on a drawing idea I have. I just hope it's a good day.

I hope you all have a good day too. Sleep well everyone.

[redsunsetxiii]

**Please do not repost without credit** [TRANS] 2023.12.29 SONE NOTE LIVE vol 46 with Yoona

Staff: You tried making mandu bags* this time! Please share why you chose the designs and colors for both bags you made. *literally “dumpling” bag, a bag knitted in chunky yarn

Yoona: For both bags, I tried to have designs and colors that suit winter. Although I say that, I just had them in colors where you wouldn’t easily notice if they got dirty (laughs). So, you can carry the bags I made today around just fine!  Actually, I didn’t decide which one would be the gift at first, and thought of giving away the one that was better. That’s why the navy bag that’s better put together is the gift (laughs). I made the gray one first, so a few holes where I fretted a bit…(laughs). I’ll use the gray one myself! I’ll bring it home and try to match it with a fashion style. Also, both bags are shoulder bags, but that reflects my personal preferences. I like to have both of my hands free, so I thought that maybe everyone else feels that way, too. Sorry for not making fashion the priority (laughs). They are very practical bags.

Staff: How was the activity?

Yoona: Mandu bags have gotten popular recently and I actually have one (laughs). It’s a bit small, but I use it a lot so I thought to try making one myself, but it’s harder than I thought it would be. I could empty my mind of thoughts and concentrate, so I could see myself getting hooked on it, to the point where I want to buy the yarn and make it again later! It’s similar to knitting and easy to make, so I think it’ll be great as a present. The instructor took the lead when I was making the gray bag, but it was my first time so I didn’t have a lot of leeway. For the navy bag, I got used to it a bit and made it while being careful not to make mistakes. That’s why the bag for the gift has no holes (laughs). Come to think of it, Yuri’s nickname for her fans is mandu, so it might be a good idea to give her a mandu bag (laughs). 

Staff: Please share what you were the most particular about during the creation process.

Yoona: I concentrated a lot to not mess up the knitting sequence! I discovered a few mistakes when making the gray bag… Also, I made them while putting a lot of force in my fingers so that the yarn wouldn’t be loose, and because of that my fingers trembled a bit in the later half (laughs). But I was happy when the instructor praised how fast I was knitting! If I wasn’t trying to put so much force in my fingers, I could have made them even faster! (laughs).

Staff: How many points out of 100 would you give your work? Please share a reason for your scoring as well.

Yoona: First, I guess I would give myself 85 points for the gray one? It’s not perfect, but it turned out better than I expected. It’s nice to see the outcome appearing before my eyes the more I spent time on it. I wanted to give it a high score when I thought about the feeling of achievement when I finished it! Also, the gift bag is 90 points! I was careful not to make mistakes while making it, so it scores higher than the gray one (laughs). 

(Staff: If you were to make something different with this type of yarn, what would you make?) I want to make a cushion for dogs! My dog is white, so a color where the white fur wouldn’t stand out a lot would be nice (laughs). I would have to use a yarn that’s a little brighter.

Staff: If you were to go out using the mandu bags you made today, what kind of fashion would you like to match them with? Please share why as well.

Yoona: My outfit today is pink, so both colors I chose today would match it. So I would like to match them with a pink style. The bags have a cute impression, so I guess they would suit most kinds of simple fashion. They also seem like they would match monotone and pastel tone clothes!

Staff: I heard that mandu bags are currently a popular fashion item in Korea, but do you have a fashion item that’s caught your attention?

Yoona: Scarves are my favorite item for winter. They’re also easily fashionable and great for keeping you warm when wrapped around your neck. However, last year I had a lot of photoshoots and I couldn’t enjoy scarves as much as I would have liked, so I’d like to enjoy them this winter. With that intention, I checked how many scarves I owned and I have more than I thought (laughs). I feel like I have scarves in all colors. This winter I want to use them all (laughs).

Staff: Please share your recent happenings. 

Yoona: I’ve been taking breaks while doing schedules such as filming CMs!  I’m also making music together with Epitone Project, and my fanmeet tour starts in January, so I’ve been preparing for that. I’ll be able to meet fans both in Korea and abroad after such a long time, so I’m really looking forward to it.  On my days off, I lazily stay at home all day, eat delicious food, and recharge!

Staff: This SONE NOTE LIVE will be released in December. Looking back on the year, what was the most memorable event for you? Please share the episode as well. 

Yoona: It would have to be starring in the drama, “King the Land”. That was the biggest event for me this year. I’m really thankful that so many people watched it. I talked about my bucket list in a previous interview, and the first episode of “King the Land” was just airing at that time. Having that drama reach #1 globally was in my list and that’s my most memorable event this year since it actually happened! 

Staff: December is the time for opportunities to go to Christmas and New Year’s parties. Do you have a must have fashion item for them?

Yoona: I guess a warm and fashionable coat. Keeping warm is important, but I can't give up on fashion. Also, I can't leave out jewelry for parties. Simple but fashionable jewelry would be earrings. Ones that casually shine would be nice. So wearing those kinds of earrings with a simple sweater would be great as well.

Staff: While filming for a drama or movie, are there any moments during the filming when your real life and story are linked, or when you feel that your character is similar to yourself? Please share the episode as well.

Yoona: I feel a sense of familiarity with the people who actually work in the jobs I play, or in other words my level of understanding increases. For example, for “King the Land”, I played a hotelier and when I actually met one later, I approached and talked to them without thinking (laughs). When I’m in a hotel, I feel like I know everything like… This time is probably break time, their break room is over there, their cleaning room is probably over there. Just my own sense of familiarity (laughs). I also think it’s rather curious.

Staff: Please share your goals for the new year and your reasons for those goals.

Yoona: I haven’t been able to meet the fans for a long time, but I’ll finally be able to next year and think it will be great to make wonderful memories for all the time the fans have been waiting for. Also, the movie that finished filming last year, “Date at 2 O'Clock”, will be released soon! Next year I want to rest well while trying out new movies and dramas!

Staff: Finally a message for SONE JAPAN.

Yoona: I haven’t been able to meet you after so long, but we’ll see each other at the fan meeting next year! I’m happy to finally have the chance to go to Japan in this way. I’m preparing a lot for it so please wait just a bit longer! Let’s meet next year!

Translation by RedSunsetXIII source: SONE JAPAN website **Please do not repost without credit**

[multihunbun]

FOMO – yeosang x fem!reader

⇢ word count: 2k (2,053)

⇢ genre: smut (18+, minors dni), some fluff here and there, dom!yeosang

⇢ warnings: unprotected sex (don’t be like them, be better), name-calling (slut, whore), kind of bratty!reader (more so just not taking Yeosang’s shit at first), living room floor sex

⇢ summary: I got a request from a new bestie anon!: “a yeosang or mingi story where reader goes out with friends & he’s sulking because he couldn’t go, so when she comes back home to him he’s all annoyed/jealous?” (Thank you anon for my first ever request!)

⇢ a/n:  I chose Yeosang because he’s currently my bias and I have been OBSESSED with him for the past couple weeks… soooo this was the perfect chance to really dive into that obsession and answer a request lol, it’s a win win. I did a read through, but not much editing. So forgive any mistakes. Please comment & give feedback if you can! Like & reblog <3

After hearing your boyfriend sigh for the third time behind you, you stopped brushing your hair to look back at him with a pout. “Babe. I could not go? If that would make you feel better about not being able to go.” Yeosang immediately shook his head, his hands cupping your cheeks as he matched your pout, “No no no, don’t worry about it. I want you to go have fun with our friends.” He quickly kissed your lips a few times before letting you go and leaving the bathroom so you could get ready.

Yeosang went back to his desk in the bedroom and tried to focus on the work that he needed to do. That didn’t work for long with how the group chat was blowing up with all his friends, and his girlfriend, all coordinating about where they were going out tonight. He took a deep breath and sighed, trying not to get too annoyed. Cursing under his breath, he rolled his eyes as he looked at the work on his laptop that was keeping him from going out with them.

Wooyoung’s name flashed on his phone screen, and Yeosang groaned before answering the call, “What?”

“Well hey to you too, sourpuss. Where’s y/n? Are ya’ll ready yet?” Yeosang stood and walked toward the bathroom where he left you to get ready. Leaning against the doorway as he looked at you, he begrudgingly answered Wooyoung, “I’m not going. Y/n is heading out soon.” Yeosang took in your outfit, his head tilting slightly as he checked out your ass in the short black skirt you were wearing. There was some rustling and yelling on the other side of the phone before Wooyoung mumbled a quick ‘call you right back’ before he hung up. “Call Wooyoung so he doesn’t call me again please?” Yeosang grumbled, letting himself visibly get annoyed with his best friend.

You swung your purse over your shoulder before walking up to your boyfriend and wrapping your arms around his torso, “I’ll call him. And are you sure you don’t want me to stay? I’m more than happy to keep you company.” You tapped your nose lightly against his, enjoying the feeling of being closer to his height with the heels you were wearing.

He sighed once again, smoothing your hair down before cupping your face again. He puts on a little smile, forcing himself to let you go have fun, “No no. Go. You got ready, and you look very hot by the way. You should go.” You smiled up your boyfriend, “I’m wearing the new top I bought the other day, isn’t it cute?” Yeosang hummed in agreement, kissing your forehead then your nose and then your lips a few times. “You’re cute. Now go before I keep you all to myself.”

You laughed softly as Yeosang smacked your ass lightly when you were walking away. You blew him a kiss before disappearing out the door of the apartment. Yeosang took a deep breath, noticing the lingering smell of your perfume, before sighing and heading back to his desk. He worked for a little over an hour before he decided to take a break in the living room. Falling back onto the couch, he opened his phone to scroll through social media only to be met with video after video of you and your friends having fun tonight.

He watched a few videos of you smushed between Aisha and Sihyeon as you all took a shot, music blaring in the background. Yunho posted a video with you standing in front of him and Mingi as the three of you jumped up and down, screaming along to the music. It seems the night was far from over as the next couple of videos from his friends showed a new club, Mingi carrying you on his back to the new destination. Yeosang rolled his eyes, watching you lay your head on Mingi’s as you laughed at what seemed to be Aisha’s joke.

Yeosang snorted a laugh, throwing his phone to the side before he checked the clock. 12:30 a.m. He didn’t want to get annoyed or jealous, but he kind of hated how he wasn’t able to go and have fun with you all. Seeing you look sexy walking out the door, laughing and smiling with everyone, laughing on Mingi’s back… Yeosang got annoyed pretty quickly. He snatched his phone back up, unable to stop his curiosity from seeing what other shenanigans you all were up to.

Yeosang rarely was jealous, but something about today was making him tick. Maybe it was the fact that he barely got to spend time with you today after going to work and coming home to you being preoccupied getting ready for the night. Maybe it was the next video he saw of you and Mingi, his arm slug over your shoulder as you both laughed and laughed and laughed. His reasonableness has flung out the window, and frankly, he didn’t care. He didn’t want Mingi touching you like that. He wanted to touch you like that. He didn’t want you laughing with Mingi like that. He wanted you laughing with him like that.

Time passed slowly for Yeosang and before you knew it, you were stumbling back into the apartment a little past 2 a.m. You were originally trying to be quiet before you saw Yeosang wide awake on the couch. You smiled immediately, closing the door and throwing your purse on the counter, “Baby! You’re awake!” You look down, taking off your heels and hear Yeosang make his way over to you. As soon as your feet were free of the heels, Yeosang’s hand were on your hips, pushing you against the wall. His heated lips were on yours immediately.

You gasped a little at the sudden contact, Yeosang taking that moment to deepen the kiss. His hands slipped up your shirt and you could feel yourself getting turned on from his aggressiveness. You melted instantly. One of his arms wrapped around your waist still beneath your shirt, and his other hand gripped your jaw as he pulled away from the kiss. Your breathing was fast, trying to catch your breath as you looked up at him and noticed his annoyed expression, “What’s wrong?” You squirmed a little under his gaze but met his expression with a confused one of your own, not understanding what could have made him so upset.

“Did you have fun, baby?” His voice was soft, catching you by surprise because in no way did his voice match the way he was looking at you. You blinked at him once then nodded slowly. His grip tightened on your jaw, forcing you to open your mouth slightly, “Oh, you had fun acting like a little slut for Mingi?”

“What are you-“ you didn’t have a chance to finish your thought before his mouth was on yours again and he was guiding you both to the floor of the living room. He spread your legs with his knee, his hand slipping up your skirt and slipping the fabric of your panties aside to rub your clit. You moan into his mouth before he pulls away from the kiss again, his thumb still rubbing agonizingly slow circles on your clit.

His kissed your jaw a few times before humming lightly, titling his head, and looking you in your eyes. “Did you like Mingi showing you so much attention, my little attention whore? Did you like him flirting with you so much?”

You met his eyes, licking your lips slightly, “Babe, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He chuckled and shook his head, “Oh? So you weren’t laying your head on his head, and you didn’t love his grip on your thighs when you were on his back, and you didn’t fall all over him while you were laughing. Right.”

Two thoughts crossed your mind as you tried and failed to roll your hips against Yeosang’s hand since his other hand held your hip in place. One, you could just deny it, finally understanding that Yeosang was being jealous. He rarely ever was, but this had been a tough day for him. You could understand that. Denying it would sooth him a bit. But, on the other hand, being a little bratty always always gave Yeosang just the ammunition he needed to fuck you better, harder, rougher. And while mean, that sounded like a lot more fun.

“Now that you mention it… his hands did feel good.”

You watch his jaw clench before you feel two of his fingers slide into you. You gasp at the sudden feeling, your hands gripping his flexed biceps as fucked you relentlessly with his fingers, them curled just the way he knew you liked it. “You’re going to regret saying that,” he whispered roughly into your ear.

You felt your orgasm rising up rapidly, arching your back into him as his plump lips and teeth marked your neck. And just as you opened your mouth to say you’re about to cum, your release was taken away. His fingers left where you wanted them most and you whined, squirming slightly beneath him.

He chuckled, one of his hands teasingly caressing your thigh and the other smoothing down your hair, “Awe. What’s wrong, pretty baby? Did you think I’d let you cum after what you said? No no no.”

“Yeo, please,” you whisper, attempting to roll your hips again in a desperate plea to get back to your high.

Yeosang sat up on his knees between your legs and ripped your blouse open. You gasped, surprised by his action. You pouted a little watching the buttons from your new shirt be ripped off, but you had no time to be sad about it.

“Turn over.” It was a quick, rough demand. Before you even had time to properly turn, he flipped you himself.

You looked behind you, your eyes following his hands that pulled down his pants and briefs just enough to release his hard on. He wasted no time. His hands gripped your hips roughly and pulled your body toward him. “I’m going to make you scream, princess,” he voiced before sliding into you.

He gripped your wrists, holding your arms behind your back as he began railing into you. Your face was pushing against the carpet, but you didn’t care. The way he was stretching you, fucking you into oblivion didn’t give you any time to care about how your face was feeling.

“You think Mingi could make you feel like this? You think he knows how to fuck you like I do?”

You moaned loudly, almost screaming when he smacked your ass. Biting your lip with a whimper, “N-no, only you can fuck me like this.”

He smacked your ass again as confirmation, earning his another loud moan from you, “That’s right. You’re mine. Scream. I want everyone to hear how much of a little whore you are for me, how good I make you feel.”

You nodded in response, unable to form anymore words. Your eyes rolled back slightly at the feeling of him ramming into you, grinding right up against your sweet spot. Your moans got louder and more whiney as you were reaching your high.

Yeosang reached down, gripping your neck and pulling your body up against his. With a rough voice, letting you know he was close to, he growled into your ear, “Cum for me, pretty baby. Be a good little slut and cum all over me.”

His words were just enough, sending your straight over the edge, screaming his name as you reached your orgasm. Your pussy clenched around him as you came, him continuously ramming into you as he painted your walls. His strokes slowed down gradually as you both rode out your highs.

Taking a deep breath, Yeosang trailed a few open mouth kisses down your neck before picking you up off the floor. He sat you both down on the couch, kissing your temple, “Such a good girl for me. I hope you had fun tonight.”

You nodded, softly gripping his shirt as you let your eyes close, “I love you baby.” You felt yourself start to fall asleep, and Yeosang let you, whispering a soft ‘I love you’ back before you drifted off.

(a/n again: happy new year’s!!!)

[shytastemakerthing]

I saw that your match ups were open and wanted to give it a shot. May I request a romantic twst matchup? I’m a Implagender omniromantic person that usually struggles a lot with my identity and personality, I’m south East Asian with tanned skin, dark maroon colored jellyfish cut, (but I usually put my bangs in a similar way like Haruka from pjsk cause I like putting on cute hair clips and head accessories). I’m usually pretty quiet around everyone but those I’m close to, I’m pretty loud and outgoing when I’m with people I get along with. I like to draw, play violin, cook, bake, and sew a lot. I’m really good with kids and bunch of other household tasks and I’ve done a lot of babysitting + doing a bunch of commissions for drawing and sewing things to earn extra money for myself since my family isn’t well off it also adds work experience I can put on resumes for the future. I’m pretty decent in school, although recently I’ve been doing a bit terrible since my motivation for school is going down and only finish stuff I feel like is easy/quick to complete. My love language is words of affirmation plus acts of service. I’m also really into fashion (specifically agejo hime and rokku gyaru + Ouji Fashion as well) and I love styling outfits. I want to become a kindergarten teacher in the future, and I’ve also composed a few songs on violin.

Hello! I'm so sorry that it has taken me this long to finally get back to answering these! Thank you so much for your patience!

Now, onto our match up!!

I match you with.......

Lilia Vanrouge

🦇 Okay, look, someone has to be able to ame care of the Diasomnia family and make sure none of then get killed because of Lilia's cooking and here you come in like an angel sent from above!

🦇 No, seriously, they all love you, they live your cooking, Malleus especially loves hearing you okay your violin (as someone who also plays violin), he finds it rather comforting, and he is extremely happy that Lilia has found someone after so long.

🦇 The fact that you love children has Lilia falling even harder for you. He has Silver, and while it took him some time to get used to raising a child, liking children, let alone one that was human, after fighting in a war essentially most of his life and seeing how you are so easily able to care for others, how you are with children, how it just comes so naturally to you? He feels his heart swell and warm up at the sight. It also makes him wonder how different things could have been without the war and all. But, what's done is done.

🦇 Okay, back to the happy. He LOVES seeing you interact with children. How they always are so quick to warm up to you, the smile you have on your face and thr laughter? He smiles every time.

🦇 As for motivation? Who better than Lilia? Between raising Silver, training he and Sebek as knights, taking care of Malleus, Lilia knows his way around how to best keep someone motivated. Are some of his methods out there?........ most likely. But he really does mean well and everyone can see that.

🦇 If words of affirmation are what you need, then words of affirmation you will be getting. From the moment that you get up to the moment you go to bed, he will be sparing nothing. You have woken up many times with a simple rose near you with a heart felt letter or even a hand written poem about all the things he loves about you. And acts of service is something he does in his day to day life as it is and it only intensifies when he is with you.

🦇 Now, Lilia is rather old, meaning he has seen a lot of fashion come and go throughout the centuries, and he has worn and tried out many of them. If you ever want him to model, feel free and ask him, but also expect him to send out a flirtatious remark or two. But he absolutely loves this either way. Meaning he will also help supply any materials you may need. You'll never run out again.

🦇 Money is not an issue with him, and even if so, he basically raised Malleus. Malleus sees you as a parental figure. As soon as he catches and kind of money and financial issues, literally the issues will evaporate.

🦇 Overall, bat dad can and will provide. He will help you through it all, and give you as many affirming words that you will need, he will help you with modeling your clothes at time just to see that smile on your face. Just save Diasomnia from his cooking and all will be well

[honey-buddha-kiss]

HC’s on how the RFA & Saeran would react to MC being a fashion designer/someone who loves to sew

Kim Jihyun (V):

his mc wanted to challenge themselves by sketching out styles they usually didn’t use

they were thinking about nice and calm colors, but didn’t know how to get it on paper

they remembered v used to paint and asked him if he could teach them how to use watercolor

he was a little hesitant at first because he thought a professional would be better for them, but they insisted

during his break from selling his work, he’d be one of the many photographers taking pictures at mc’s fashion shows

FRONT ROW SEATS

he offered to be the photographer for some of mc’s photoshoots and the pictures he takes often make it to the cover page

let’s face it, he’s a genius

all of the models in mc’s fashion house that have worked with v have all said it was a great experience

mc is eternally grateful for his help

“Oh my gosh, Jihyun thank you so much. I love you I love you I love you” ;u;

sometimes he recites random poems to help mc think of new designs

he feels inspired by mc’s works and vice versa

they keep each other motivated during /artists/ block lol

Han Jumin:

mc had been quite busy lately and their maid had caught a cold

he had jaehee hire a temporary maid that would come the next day

so that evening, he was putting his and mc’s clothes away, but noticed mc didn’t have any tags on their clothes

he confronted mc when they got home and asked if they’d like the tags cut off for them whenever they got new clothes

for a moment mc was confused, but laughed and shook their head, telling him that they sew their own clothes

“Wait, then what about that dress you wore to the company party last month? I didn’t buy that one for you.”

“I made it myself.”

how had he not seen mc’s name in the list of the best designers he was given?????

makes mc his personal tailor

probably has them make Elizabeth 3rd clothes too

like cute little bows, booties, and dresses

mc even made the three of them matching outfits and they honestly looked like an adorable family omg /clenches heart/

“MC, how do you feel about creating a whole clothing line for cats?”

when he picked up cross-stitching as a hobby, he asked mc for advice

mc personally put the threads through the needles he planned to use

Kang Jaehee:

a bit surprised since around her, mc is always wearing casual, comfy clothes

she imagined designers dressing either formal and professionally or bold and colorful

sorry mc looked like a plain regular person like everybody else

mc does little things like repairing buttons and stitching up tears in her business attire and it just Warms. Her. Heart.

mc actually teaches jaehee the basics and they have fun sewing stuff together during their free-time

eventually when jaehee opens a café, mc surprises her with a bunch of wrapped gifts at the grand opening

flowers are overrated sorry

the boxes had table cloths, cleaning rags, oven mittens, aprons, curtains, and so much more all made by mc themselves

this darling almost cried

when did mc even have the spare time to sew all of these

it must’ve taken up so much time and energy

is forever grateful for the wonderful gift and all of mc’s hard work

Ryu Hyun (Zen):

one time he asked if they could design the costumes for one of the musicals he was starring in

the two of them would bounce off numerous ideas with one another, so the sketching phase wasn’t as stressful

he even tried sketching out a few designs himself

they had a bit of trouble choosing between ten, yes ten, different outfits because he LOOKS GOOD IN EVERYTHING

“Can’t you just wear all of them.”

“It’ll take too much time to change between scenes, plus the character doesn’t wear that many different outfits in this play. I’d love to wear all your designs though.”

zen wears the ones he doesn’t use in the musical, at home lol

not that mc minds tho cuz eye candy

he felt jealous when his mc had to take the other actors’ measurements and when they had costume fittings

he couldn’t help it. those guys were too close to them for his liking

he didn’t say anything about it, although he did get a little more clingy

enjoys being mc’s “mannequin” for sewing projects

“You can use me as your model any time!”

Choi Saeyoung (707):

he found out it was their career when he did the background check

would totally ask mc to sew outfits for cosplaying and his missions

when he notices mc stressing because of deadlines, he gives them silly and ridiculous ideas to make them laugh

is really helpful when mc needs to make important presentations for team meetings

he drew a few sketches in crayon and slipped them into one of mc’s folders lololol

at mc’s workplace, they were having a bad day and ended up bumping into one of their coworkers

mc happened to be holding some folders and a few of saeyoung’s sketches fell out

bending down to pick them back up, mc felt a smile tug at the corner of their lips

“Choi Saeyoung.”

uh oh mc’s holding his drawings and he panics

“MC, I’m so sorry. I was just joking around and-”

“Thank you.”

"What?"

HUGSSSSSSSSSSS and mc snuggles their face into his chest

O///////////O

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Choi Saeran:

one day, mc dragged him along with them to go out shopping for fabrics, threads, and all that

all the big bulks of fabric were making his nose itchy, but he didn’t mind if he was able to see mc happy

the elder ladies often pointed out how cute the two of them looked together and even teased them, asking when he was planning to propose

gaaaaah we’re just here to buy fabric

this precious marshmallow had this loving look in his eyes the entire time as he watched his precious squishy mc ramble on and on about different types of fabric, patterns, and colors

they sounded so cute and that little twinkle in their eyes had his heart racing

mc gave him a handkerchief as a gift before

it was a simple, white handkerchief with his initials and his favorite flower embroidered on one of the corners

it’s very special to him and he always makes sure not a single speck of dirt gets on it

Kim Yoosung:

when he finds out that mc is a famous designer, he starts to feel a little bit self-conscious about what he wears

he even debates on how he should style his hair, but mc reassures him that he looks fine just the way he is

when he doesn’t know if an outfit looks good or if he doesn’t know what to wear, he’d ask mc for advice

he loves it when they give him clothes that they had sewn as gifts

asks if mc could teach him how to sew and they start with hand-sewing

their apartment feels like a home ec class lmao

mc suggests they should start with sewing machines next

but yoosung's like nOPE sewing machines are for Professionals

tbh he’s just scared he might end up sewing his shirt and the fabric together and getting stuck

this little squish tried sewing a puppy stuffed animal for mc, but it turned out a little misshapen

he was too embarrassed to give it to them and hid it somewhere, but of course mc found it by accident and asked him what it was

he had no choice but to tell the truth. curse his luck hdhjshdj

mc thanks him and kisses him on the cheek

they now sleep with it whenever they go to bed, which makes yoosung kind of jealous lol

“MC why don’t you cuddle me instead?”