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hiii if possible I would like to ask hdcns of relationship for bae with a little reader fem who works in the cleaning service of them apartment therefore she is them new cleaner, mc really loves her job since she is very good and finishes quickly, well it sounds long but in resum bae meets small but powerful cleaning lady mc :')) tkmm have a good day ¡

a/n; This was such an interesting request, but I'll try to make it work. I'm going to have to tweak the storyline a little bit, so I hope you're okay with that! Hope you enjoy reading! ⸜( ´ ꒳ ` )⸝☆

THEIR S/O AS THEIR CLEANER

Featured characters: Allen Sugasano, Hajun Yeon, Anne Faulkner ➜ Tags: Headcanons, bulletpoint fic, casual romance, established relationships, a whole lot of silliness, she/her pronouns, fem reader ➜ Synopsis: BAE with their own personal cleaning lady who happens to be their significant other!

You loved your job as a cleaner. It was fun and therapeutic. It was also really interesting to see how each client lived their lives through the state of their rooms...

ALLEN SUGASANO

Standing in a room that you knew off by heart, you sighed to yourself.

You rarely interacted with your clients before, so you didn't need to interact with him either. He wasn't even here to begin with, so you supposed that made things a little bit easier.

It wasn't like you picked this apartment to clean. After all, you were a part of a cleaning service where your manager brought those jobs to you. It so happens that this time, you're cleaning your boyfriend's apartment that he shared with his friends.

This is kind of funny, you thought. Pulling the gloves over your hands, you started working. It didn't take too long as the apartment was already tidy thanks to Hajun. You were just there to clean the harder spots.

During that, you would find music sheets in the most random places. You laughed as you collected them like it was some sort of game.

"He's so stupid," you murmured, scanning through the papers that Allen had dropped everywhere. Most of them were lyrics he had thought up, the rest were musical notes. You piled them neatly on his desk before leaving.

Allen returned from university and had noticed the pile of music sheets on his desk with a corresponding handwritten note on top of them saying, 'Be careful next time ;).'

He was weirded out, but mainly appreciative. "Wow, I was looking all over for these!" he chirped. "Our new cleaner is so nice!"

Since you were appointed to Allen's apartment for the next few weeks, you decided to mess with him. After every cleaning session, you'd leave him a little note on his desk.

Even more weirded out by the lovey-dovey letters, Allen tells Anne and Hajun about it. They didn't know you were their cleaner either, so they thought it was odd too. The next time you came to clean, they decided to confront you. (Anne thought of just complaining to the agency first, but Hajun convinced them otherwise.)

As you unlocked the door, they were there waiting for you on the other side.

"(Y/N)?" Allen yelled, confused. "YOU'RE our new cleaner?"

"Haha, you know... that makes perfect sense," chuckled Hajun. "Not only did she write YOU letters, but she cleaned your room too."

All you could do was laugh. "I'm sorry!" you exclaimed. "I was going to come clean when I was finished with my weeks here."

"Allen, you didn't recognise (Y/N)'s handwriting?" asked Anne, laughing.

When he thought about it, he did find it weird how the handwriting in those letters were familiar. Now that he knew it was you who wrote them, he found the letters kind of cute.

He was kind of disappointed that you were there temporarily though, but he was thankful for the work that you did.

So for the remaining weeks you were their cleaner, Allen would try to come home early to greet you even when you'd tell him that you were going to see him later anyway.

But he just wanted to see his beautiful girlfriend every chance he got! With how happy he was whenever he saw you, you couldn't help but laugh along with him. He would try to help you clean, but you'd always reject him as it was your job.

He had kept all the letters you wrote to him before as a keepsake, deciding to do the same for you before you stopped being their cleaner. And so on your last day, he did just that, slipping the note into your pocket when you weren't paying attention. You'd only realise once you got home, reading the letter that made your lips curve into a smile.

Thank you for everything, (Y/N). I love you! ♡

— Allen :)

HAJUN YEON

Things were getting a lot busier due to Paradox Live that Hajun had no time to clean the apartment. He decided to hire a cleaner to take the burden off his shoulders, but little did he know that the cleaner he hired was you, his girlfriend.

Hajun didn't know you were a cleaner. You decided to keep that a secret since you knew he would just tease you about it. There was also a chance he would put you down for working such a 'lowly job.'

But you liked your job as a cleaner! You were good at it and you loved helping people out!

When you saw that he had contacted you through the agency, you were extremely nervous. You didn’t want your boyfriend of high profile to find out that you were a cleaner!

So you decided that on the first day of cleaning his apartment, you were going to hide your identity.

With your hair up in a bun, wearing glasses and a mask, you were ready to clean your boyfriend’s apartment!

"So all I want you to clean is the bathroom, kitchen and the living room," he began. "I would appreciate it if you could organise things too. You don't need to clean our bedrooms or anything else."

You nodded in response. He was so polite, charming even, that it made you want to giggle.

"Text me when you're finished. I'll send the payment over when I return."

You nodded again, not wanting to reveal your voice. When Hajun left with a quick goodbye, that's when you started cleaning the place. You did as you were told, and once you were finished with the job, you texted Hajun straight away (through the agency's number, of course.)

Despite the many times you came to clean his apartment, Hajun, thankfully, didn't notice that it was you who was cleaning it. Though, his tone changed ever so slightly whenever he thanked you for your time. Then one day, you had to confront him on your payment.

"Um... excuse me, Mr. Yeon..." you said, changing up your voice a little. "You gave me more than what I should've been given..."

Hajun chuckled. "Just think of it as a bonus. You've been doing such a good job lately, and I would like to reward you for it."

"Oh, then... thank you so much...!"

He waved you goodbye as you left the apartment. You thought it was kind of weird for him to give you a bonus, but you appreciated it nevertheless – even if it was from your own boyfriend.

But as time went on, you became increasingly suspicious of Hajun and the words that he said. He would start complimenting little things about you as if he was flirting.

You would brush them off with only work on your mind, but then something set you off one day.

“You’re really cute, you know?” he said. “Are you perhaps interested in going to dinner with me tonight? If you’re free, that is~?”

Who was he talking to? Surely he didn’t know it was you, right? And if he didn’t, was he just flirting with his cleaner?

“I’m sorry, but I would have to reject…” you said bluntly. “Plus… someone like you probably has a girlfriend already.”

“No, I’m single,” he replied which made you stop in your tracks.

“…What?”

“So let’s go on a date," he clarified.

“Are you serious, Hajun?!” you cried, yanking your mask and glasses off. "Flirting with your own cleaner?!"

But what you didn't expect from him was laughter. He was laughing so much he had to hold in his stomach.

"Hahaha, (Y/N), did you really think I was going to cheat on you for my cleaner?" he guffawed. "Anyway, I knew it was you to begin with. How could I not recognise my lovely girlfriend?"

Arms crossed, you pouted and looked away from his gaze. Hajun brought you closer to him, embracing you with gentle hands.

"Why didn't you tell me you were a cleaner?" he asked.

"...You'd make fun of me for it," you murmured into his chest. "I was scared you'd hate me for it."

Well, it was true that Hajun wouldn't want to be interacting with people 'below' him (look at the twins for example), but it was you. He wouldn't have thought that about you.

He reassured you that he didn't care what you worked as. If you liked your job, then that was all that mattered. Plus, he thought you did an excellent job at cleaning their apartment.

"Isn't my girlfriend the best~?" he singsonged as he rocked you back and forth. "(Y/N), I'm proud of you no matter what you do. Now... would you like to go to dinner with me?"

You nodded, smiling up at him. "Yes, I would love to."

ANNE FAULKNER

Anne had suggested to Hajun that they hire a cleaner since the next few weeks were going to be really busy for them. Not only was Paradox Live in their minds, but also exams.

Hajun had agreed, but before he could find a cleaner, Anne recommended you, their girlfriend.

So here you were cleaning their apartment and Anne's room. It had you thinking that the reason they recommended you was literally so you could clean their room.

You didn't mind it though. They were your partner after all. And anyway, cleaning Anne's room was fun. You loved seeing all the clothes and decorations they had in their room – it said a lot about their character. After cleaning, you'd hang out in their room too, waiting for them to come back from university or work.

Usually, the three would be at university whenever you were cleaning, so there was minimal interaction. By the time you'd finish, you were gone (unless it was a day you wanted to spend with Anne).

They were in awe at how fast you cleaned up the place, leaving not a speck of dust. Anne was really proud of you as they listened to their friends' compliments about you.

However, when they were at home and you were cleaning, you would chime into their conversations. The four of you were friends, so it wasn't weird to butt into what they were discussing. Usually, the conversations were about music, but sometimes they were about lectures.

Since exams were coming up, the three were revising. Hajun was studying in his own room whilst Anne was with Allen. You were in the background cleaning up their kitchen with headphones on. When you were finished for the day, you tapped Anne lightly on the shoulder.

"Anne, I'm done. I'm going to go now–"

"W-Wait, (Y/N)! Could you help us for a bit?" Anne asked with their hands together, begging you to stay. "Please~? I know how smart you are~"

"Anne..."

Even Allen joined in on the begging.

"You guys, I'm your cleaner, not your tutor!" you whined. "We also take different courses!"

Sometimes Anne would help you clean so you could view them as responsible, but you would never let them. With how fast you were going, you would end up cleaning the spot they were trying to clean before they could even finish.

"Anne, just leave it to me, okay?"

They admired you for how hardworking you were and would always compliment you when your job was done. Hugging and kissing you all over that it was kind of embarrassing.

When your time at their apartment came to an end, Anne was upset that they wouldn't be able to see you every day like before. But they knew that you weren't going to clean their apartment forever, so they thought of gifting you something before you left.

"Here, (Y/N), a gift for you for being my favourite cleaner!" they said excitedly, handing you over an envelope.

You opened it up, and as you expected, it was cash – a whole stack of it.

"Anne, you didn't need to–"

"I had to. You worked so hard for the last few weeks and you deserve it," they said. "I earned this all for you by the way, so you better take it! Get yourself something nice, okay~?"

You grinned, happiness and love overflowing you. You jumped into their arms, thanking them for being your favourite client.

"Then let's have a date tonight!" you chirped. "We haven't been able to have a proper date lately!"

"Okay, love, let's do that!"

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understand-that-i-love-you-not · 1 year

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"A novel? what's it about?"

[Context in where Poe is working on a book, what's it about? well...it's about y- oops, no spoilers] Fluff, predictable plot twist, female reader

"...and that is how I end up getting a bonus from my boss" "Well, good for you Y/n, good for you" You were rambling to Poe about how your day went, as you unwind in a coffee shop with a spectacular view.

"So Poe, what are you up to these days?" "Ah I'm glad you asked! I am currently writing a light novel, although~ it's still in progress because I'm not really adept with...romance" from enthusiastically to hesitant, Poe answered

"Romance? That's very new coming from you...well how is it going?" "Its going... difficultly, I just started last night, and I spent all the time building the...female protagonist's character" He answered, defeatedly

Karl hands over a manuscript to you. In the manuscript, you see the female character's characteristics. "WAIT STOP!" Poe snatched the manuscript from your hands in a panic. "Eh?" "W-what...did you see...Y/n?" "Well I only saw her height, its about the same as mine haha" you described to a nervous Poe "I'm sorry I didn't know you wanted it to be confidential, Karl handed it over to me" You pointed at Karl who was resting under your side of the coffee table. Poe stood silent, analyzing the manuscript on his hand "Is everything alright?"

"Yes Y/n! Its just...I'm thinking of what the future of this novel would be...I don't think I'm ever gonna finish it..."

"Why is that? You shouldn't put a start on it yet then" You explained

"But Y/n...I've already put a start to it...It's hard to back off now..." Poe answered

"Infact, I have a character for the protagonist's partner now"

Poe stood up, offering your hand to stand with him "I suppose it's time...I tell you...to give this story meaning and continuation" You held Poe's hand, but as you stood, he didn't let go of your hand. Karl leaped up to Poe's shoulders.

Whoosh

There was ignition on Poe's hand...no it was his ability, he took you to his said novel in progress It was a dark space, you were in the same position as you were, holding Poe's hand.

"Y/n the female protagonist, is..." He looked through your eyes, as if telling you something without the use of words.

"...me?"

"Yes...I wanted you to be the female protagonist...or more like...I couldn't think of another woman asides you..."

Poe almost melted at the spot explaining to you, his cheeks flushing of red "Oh Poe...but who would be the male lead?"

You asked. He held your hand tighter, an attempt to call his built-up anxiety

"It would...no, it pains me to see you with another man, whether they were of fictional origin or some other...so I had you paired with me..." Poe conffessed

After his words you both were sent back out of the book. "Poe..." "I couldn't write a thing in this novel...cause, I would not want to write anything in this novel without us ever...doing whatever I wrote...here" Poe confessed the second time

"...Poe.." you took a long pause

He was ready for whatever impact was ahead of him, he knew it was a bad idea to say such feelings things Infront of you He should have kept those to himself, he thought, how could a majestic woman like you, love some mystery freak like him who had about 2 friends in total, one being a racoon-

"Poe, you know...you don't need a novel for all that" "What are you implying?" "I like you too Poe."

Poe's shoulder lightened, he was stopping himself from smiling so wide. "Hehe, you should have told me sooner you know" "Oh Y/n you...I..well...you know how hard that was for me" You proceeded to walk closer to Poe "Then, why don't I help you with that novel Poe" "That would be lovely Y/n" He opened his arms in an attempt to hug you but he paused. "Oh, um...may I?" You welcomed his touch, opening your arms Sharing your warmth, Poe's scent is definitely something to relish, depending on his amount of money. You both have a long story to right, now is just the begining. ...

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crownedinmarigolds · 9 months

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Re: your reply on the playing bg3 while ace post- it definitely makes a lot of sense for what I know of astarion's character, I agree! I hope I'm not barred from future content because I avoided him the night of the tiefs party XD

Is Halsin really overtly sexual? I haven't got there yet so a bit of warning would be nice if that's the case XD

Haha I think Astarion is the MOST okay with not responding to his "advances." I think our friendship is beautiful! For me the companions have actually been great now that the horny bug has been patched. A lot of scenes feel genuine and good and no hint of romance. I was worried especially about Gale but there was nothing more than frienship. I really do think while a lot of people are sexual, the companions have been awesome. I believe the OP probably did mean in terms of ROMANCE ROMANCE and I am romancing Karlach at the moment accepting of the sex so I couldn't tell you for certain on that front. 😭

Halsin's sexual stuff definitely isn't overt or gross but he completely up front says "I want to lay with you beneath the stars and feel your skin" and I don't really think he needs to be prompted to say this. You just walk up in camp one night and he's ready but he does take the rejection with no issues at all. Halsin I believe was made to be attracted to your character no matter what. Definitely not explicit but I will admit it did recolor previous interactions knowing he wanted to be with my Tav in that manner. Just be ready to talk to him one day and hear him say "babe I wanna know if you and I can be more than this." (In so many words 😅)

I hope this helps a little! (Sorry to post if you didn't want it posted Tumblr is weird!)

#ask #response

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hazbinsinners · 4 months

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tagged by @diresang tagging @femmina-eroe @spider-slvt @mmorning-stars @suchaficklething @hotelbitches @themosthatedbeing @voodoodaaddy and YOU if you want to! :)

alias / name. nico, to most people :)

birthday. may 26th

zodiac sign. i'm actually ass at remembering my zodiacs despite being super interested in it but like i'm a gemini sun AND a gemini rising and that's all i can remember LMAO. i wanna say maybe i'm an aries moon but don't quote me

height. 5'6

hobbies. writing (rp + fics + og novels), reading, video games, music/singing, baking/cooking . . .

favourite colour. pink!! but like a really soft pastel pink

favorite book. as someone who reads a lot of dark romance and smutty adult romance books (oops but like also who is surprised really if you've ever read any of my threads) my absolute favorite book(s) will be going to the grave with me, HOWEVER whenever anyone asks me for book recs i typically give them "between shades of grey" by ruta septys :) a beautiful and important historical fiction novel. i adore it. as far as my typically preferred genre, my favorite author is ana huang, if that tells you anything :) while she actually hasn't written my favorite book of all time i find that i like a lot more of her works consistently. "twisted lies" & "king of wrath" are my favorites by her specifically! what a long-winded answer LMAO

last song. "just kidding" by waterparks haha. right as i typed that though "violet!" from the same band started playing. (bonus) fun fact waterparks is my favorite band and my chosen name was violet for a very long time because of that song :) i still like it tbh so if you're reading this, you officially have permission to call me violet if you'd like! (i'm not a stalker though i swear <3 LMAO lil waterparks reference. if you like waterparks we should 100% be friends i'm serious i'll show you my massive merch collection i've accumulated over the years. ALSO I'M SEEING THEM LIVE IN LIKE A WEEK? PRAY FOR ME Y'ALL. sorry anyways)

last film/show. helluva boss! been rewatching it to study blitzø's character for the like tenth time. i've been sorta tandem watching helluva & hazbin for blitzø's character and for alastor's in hazbin. i need to get better at writing him, gah

recent reads. i'm about halfway through "king of greed" by ana huang right now :') i have been in a HELL of a reading slump since last year when i read about 30 books lmao. it's a good book, i like it! but nothing seems to be holding my attention lately. i think the last book i finished outside of that that i truly loved enough to remember was a reread of "the song of achilles", which also goes down in history as one of my favorite books of all fucking time. i've read it about three times now? and i'm NEVER one to reread books haha

fun fact about me. uuuhhh . . . after asking poor maddox because i couldn't fucking think of a single goddamn thing about me, fun fact is that i have a dog who's 3/4 golden retriever and 1/4 poodle and i named her chica because she looks like markiplier's dog and i've been watching him since i was in 6th grade :))

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goodnightjar · 1 year

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LEAVE A TRACE

THE TRACES JAEYOON LEFT

A trace of the day left behind by SF9 Jaeyoon on a day in March when the sunlight scattered over clear sky spread like paint

BY 에디터 양혜연 | 2023.03.21

Translated by: lilbaekyooni

Jaeyoon pursues something that's invisible to the eyes, the belief that love surely exists, trusts that there will be no lies in that love, bets that's the present will perfect the future self. Wonders if there is an absolute standard to 'do well' to be good at something. He can only fathom the reality of the formless things he follows, as if he is following a path in the dark. But he doesn't doubt the existence of them. Instead, he just throws endless questions at himself. Sometimes he sinks into the abyss, entangled in worries derived from questions, but he never denies the existence of the things he pursues.

Is there anything sort of 'It would nice if you ask me this' kind of story for this interview?

Wow, It's the first time i have been asked such question in an interview. I really didn't think of it (laughs)

Since this is the last interview before enlistment, I wish to leave a story that Jaeyoon wishes to tell today.

What would be good? I like the bright and light stories i have told through various contents but today I feel like it would be good to talk about something that's settled deep in my mind.

I was going to ask 'gukguy*' Jaeyoon to recommend me his favourite rice soup restaurant; but i will ask you when we meet the next time. (laughs) With enlistment just around the corner how do you feel?

[note: *- gukguy - word play of SF9's Good Guy & Jaeyoon's favourite dish gukbap (rice soup) / gukguy like soup guy as he likes soup dishes]

To be honest before the date came out I kept wondering 'Oh, am i really going?'* It seemed like a long way off, but it only just hit me when the date came out. But it doesn't mean i haven't thought about it all; i had a lot of conservations about it since an year with our group members Youngbin hyung and Inseong hyung who enlisted first. And the conclusion was 'For the remaining time let's show our fans what we want to show as much our fan's heart desire.' I have spent every moment working hard to yield a pleasurable result to keep up that promise.I feel a lot better now. I knew the fans were anxious because they didn't know when I would enlist, but I felt really sorry until the very end for not being able to say anything.

(note: *-in busan satoori)

Did you get any advice related to military life from the members who enlisted first and E-TION of ONF, who is in charge of Pat of 'Pat and Mat'?

Since i was very curious about a lot of things, i ask this and that first. In fact i even contacted E-TION yesterday. Ofcourse advise is very helpful but it doesn't make sense as in the end i guess i can only know when i experience it. I'm just envious everyone is about to be discharged (laughs). Now rather than seeking advice I'm focused on working hard on planning what part of myself i would fill in during the time spend there once i enlist.

Did you make any kind of plans?

I want to do things that I couldn't do before during promotions, so I'm going to focus on reading and studying. First of all i'll take the book 'Dollargut Dream Department Store' that i received as gift from my sister. As for the other books, I'll go to the bookstore before enlisting and buy them. I'm going to learn languages such as English, Japanese. Meanwhile I felt sorry for not being able to study properly even though I felt like I wasn't good enough.

I wanted to get an idea for the pictorial concept, so I asked about your favorite movies in advance.I was surprising to hear the title of a romance movies gushing

Haha, That's right. Usually guys my age like SF or hero series but I like the romance genre. Movies like <The Notebook>, <About Time>, <One Day> are my favourite.

I noticed that in the list, there is also <Titanic>, which was released a long time ago.

Hwiyoung, our group member really likes movies, and asked to me watch <Titanic> with him. Since it is such a famous work, I thought it would be nice to see it at least once, so we watched it together. In the movie Jack's fate was really sad but my heart goes out more to Rose. My heart hurts by just imagining that I have to live out the rest of my days after losing a loved one right in front of my eyes. The scene were they first met was also very memorable.

What's the most memorable movie for Jaeyoon?

I like <The Curious Case of Benjamin Button>. I was so impressed with the movie that I once looked only for Brad Pitt's work.

What part of the movie swayed your mind?

The protagonist keeps getting younger, and the people he loves around him get older. In life the moment they share the same time of life is close to the blink of an eye. Watching the movie made me imagine how sad it must be to miss eachother living through different years. At the same time, I made a pledge to be good to the precious people around me who are going through the same time right now.

Your ability to empathize is extraordinary

I'm the type to have a lot of thoughts, as i often assume this and that and immerse myself in those i guess. However, there are too many thoughts; it does not stop at assuming the situation. There are times when the worry derived from this always becomes too exhausting like biting ones own tail is burdensome. I always make up my mind to reduce these thoughts but it's not easy.

I know how you feel because we have similar tendencies. Even if I manage to get rid of my thoughts, I wonder, 'Oh Am I allowed to live without thinking like this.' and worry about it.

That's right. If you worry a little less than usual you think, 'Am I living too thoughtlessly?' and worry about it. There aren't many people with this tendency, so I haven't talked about it anywhere but If i don't worry too much like this i often find myself wondering if I'm too lackadaisical

I can't help but be concerned it must be very tiring for you. I wonder how do you deal with stress?

As it's my natural inclination it's not easy to reduce the thoughts itself. So conversely i imagine very possible scenario. Should I says it's fighting fire with fire? To think about it endlessly until you can think of no more case scenarios. When you already assume the worst possible scenario you can deal with any unexpected issues that may arise. You tell yourself 'see its just this. the situation like that don't usually happen ,you don't have to worry a lot' and comfort yourself. But there are times when my worst fears came true. Then next time you have to be more careful with what you imagine. (laughs)

It's not a weakness. It's about being careful without making a hasty decision about any situation. It's not easy to be sure of something easily in the first place, but is there something you firmly believe in?

I think the answer that 'I still firmly believe' is more accurate I have faith in 'love'. No matter what form or method, love definitely exists, and I believe there are no lies when it's all about love. I think there were no lies in all the moments when I shared my heart with the people around me, such as the moments when I exchanged love with my parents and the moments when I exchanged love with the fans.

Then what may be something where lies can exist?

Values of things that are not necessarily proportional to the universal estimate. Something like money could be an example.A high amount of money does not necessarily mean that its value is high and vice versa. In case you misunderstand, i have no experience with such money.(laughs)

The fact that the name of the series for your own content is not named 'I am good' but 'I can do well' also seems to reflect your personality. The beginning of the series was small, but now it has become the content that symbolize Jaeyoon.

It wasn't started with a huge plan. During the pandemic the difficult situation of not being able to meet fans was very hard and i felt empty. I wanted to see my fans so much, and I wanted to convey my feeling, but the only possible way was writing and video. I planned various contents to communicate with fans in real time through video. I thought that the story would be richer if I showed what I was doing rather than just talking. Coincidentally, a lot of contents such as making Dalgona and Tanghulu were uploaded on video sites. So I thought to start by showing them how to make those while having a conversation

This is also a 'moment of exchange of love with no lies' with fans. You been saying that you can do a lot of things well, but I'm curious about what do you really want to do well.

First of all and Second of all and Third of all it's to sing

What is the criterion in singing 'to do well'?

You have no idea how long I've been wondering about the same. 'Does it mean to be good at it?' 'Is there a single ultimate point to reach?' 'Is self-satisfaction the criteria?' There was a time when i thought that absolute standards definitely existed. As I thought about it over and over again i started thinking 'Just as there are many colors in the world or just as we all have different appearances; the standard of 'doing well' as well might be different. As I progress little by little i keep asking myself; 'what's my own color'. But then when i hit a wall i start doubting myself 'What if there is an absolute standard'. To be honest it's a problem that I can't find an answer to now, so these days I'm trying to focus on and think 'Lee Jaeyoon the person is singing right now' Then, even if you hit a wall; i will have no choice but to overcome it and to learn from it and refine oneself one by one based on that experiences.

As I said earlier, the goal of today's interview is to capture the traces Jaeyoon wants to leave behind. What's that something you want to tell us.

Superficially the trace before i cut my hair, if I speak ideologically its my today's time and thoughts. I think by keeping a record of one day in March that I spent, I have one more moment to share with my fans.

I am curious on what do Lee Jaeyoon as a person wants to leave behind lastly in his life.

Rather than wanting to leave behind, wouldn't it be what of me as a person that's left behind.? Suppose I'm 80 years old, I guess as a person all the things Lee Jaeyoon experienced for 80 years is what will be left of me.

What would that look like?

I received a lot of love while working as Jaeyoon of SF9. After exchanging such a precious affection, I think the inner me will be very rich. As I said before, I believe in the power of love

Jaeyoon's eyes sparkled when he talked about the things he believed in, and a shy smile appeared on his lips. Was it the concern his talks may sounds like 'chasing the clouds'. In fact, if he had only followed what he could clearly see, he would not have asked himself so many questions or agonized endlessly to find answers to those questions. That's If you just accept only what you see without doubt or second guess. However all things that have a form transforms and all that can be seen may look distorted to some. If there is something that don't transform and is non distorted its the nature of formlessness.

So, what Jaeyoon pursues becomes an unchanging buoy on the sea he sails on. Of course, on a day with strong winds, it may be shaken endlessly and sometimes be swept away by strong currents but the direction these signs point to is always straight and honest.❤️

©rti please do not repost without permission...♡

i have tried to convey jaeyoon's words well. but as i'm still lacking in translating; I'm sorry if you find any errors. thank you... :)

interview: ™2023 April issue of Singles Korea.

Jaeyoon who enlisted today; left 'One day Jaeyoon spent' as a small gift in hopes that Fantasy will not be saddened by the brief separation. - 23.03.21 Singles Korea

#sf9 #jaeyoon #inseong #youngbin #hwiyoung #230321

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lastbluetardis · 2 months

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Oooh hunger games fan, yes okay!(Spoilers FOR THE FIRST BOOK/MOVIE) What are your thoughts on the Peta and Katniss win in the first book and their ship in general? (I hated it. You're telling me, in all 74 years no one tried to unalive themselves together, or the capital couldn't have let Peta die the plane) I could go on—and have on multiple occasions—about the headcanon's I have for this series, but I digress and have you read the prequel? And if so what are your thoughts on them. Sorry didn't mean to word-vomit at you.

Haha! No worries Nonnie.

I actually loved Peeta/Katniss. I'm a really big fan of soft male characters, and Peeta is the epitome of that character archetype. It's one of those moments of alliance by necessity grows into a true and genuine friendship which eventually grew into a true and genuine love. Even when Katniss is romantically uninterested in Peeta, she loves him enough as a human being to be willing to sacrifice everything for him.

I think their ruse with the berries was really clever, but I do see your point. I have read the prequel, and I'll get to my thoughts on that in just a sec, but I think the prequel kind of supports my thoughts here.

The prequel showed that many of the tributes of the earlier Hunger Games weren't willing participants, and a lot of them died due to other factors. So there really wouldn't have been many instances of two tributes threatening to kill themselves to end the Games. Usually the winner would have been on their last leg because they were simply able to outlast the competition. Plus, for those first 20-ish Games, there really weren't stakes, because nobody really watched the Games or rooted for them.

But gradually, the Games grew into a fierce competition, especially with the Districts that sent their Career tributes into the arena. We the readers have been told countless times that those Career tributes were ruthless and would basically hunt down the other Districts' weaklings while also turning on each other, so it doesn't surprise me that none of those Tributes thought of a double-suicide to try to pull one over on the Gamemakers.

And so I think that the stunt with the berries was likely the first time anything like that had been attempted. And even if it wasn't, the Gamemakers likely would have put a stop to a stunt like that in any previous Games. However, in this specific Game, they were marketing the starcrossed lovers angle for the Games in order to draw more people into it and to make the folks in the Capitol more invested in the Games, so the Gamemakers had to tread carefully to keep the romance alive long enough to appease the audience.

But overall, I really love Katniss and Peeta. I think they're excellent complements to each other and work well with each other's strengths and weaknesses.

Back to the prequel, I just read it this past winter and really liked it. I was a little wary of it, hoping that the author wouldn't be trying to pull one of those "oh, Snow is actually a good guy, he was just misunderstood". Thankfully that wasn't the case. Sure, he was charming at times, but we already knew this. Only a charming, charismatic person could rise to power as quickly and completely as Snow did.

The author had me sympathizing with him at times, but also raising lots of red flags about him as well, showing the snake beneath the man so well. And I think it was a beautiful way to highlight the fact that every villain doesn't come out of the womb completely "evil". It's usually a gradual progression.

Anyways, now I'm the one apologizing for word vomiting 😂 Thanks for this ask, Nonnie. It's been a hot minute since I've gone on one of my analytical ramblings, and it was quite fun 🤓

#nonnie #ash answers #the hunger games

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To be honest, I always assumed Joowon accused everyone of being in a relationship with Dongsik because he just couldn't believe that Dongsik was single.

I mean... Dongsik was obviously making Joowon feel some type of way and it always seemed to me that instead of facing his own feelings & accept that maybe he was a little bit attacted to this murder suspect, Joowon had just decided to blame Dongsik for how he was feeling : Because the problem wasn't him but Dongsik who was really good at seducing people. And someone like that obviously must have had a girlfriend!! There was no way he wasn't popular!!! /lh (more seriously, Joowon did seem shocked every time people treated Dongsik harshly or when Dongsik made some depreciative comments about himself)

But I really like your analysis and the comparisons you made with Pride and Préjudice! I never realised those similarities haha This really does make Joowon looks even more dramatic! Makes me wonder if Joowon ever read romance novels....

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Hey!! Thank you for taking the time to message me. It's super cool of you 😊

Okay, I LOVE the idea of Joo Won forcing the blame onto Dong Sik for his own feelings. If Beyond Evil was an actual rom-com, he so would have been like:

"You're all seeing this right?? You can all see that sexy bastard is trying to torment me?

No, no, he's not flirting with me. He must flirt with everyone- yeah, that's it.

He's just a flirty old bastard that is trying to get to me. He's a f*cking murderer!! He's just trying to pull the wool over my eyes, so I'll get distracted. Everyone must feel this way about him; he's conventionally stunning, he's witty, he's infuriating!! and he has a nice evil smile...

I mean, EVERYONE must be feeling this way!!?

He has to have a girlfriend- of course, he does, what am I talking about?? He has a girlfriend that I don't know about... They aren't living together, I mean, I would know... No, It's not me- everyone feels this way. Everyone wants this man to hate-f*ck them until they cry

and maybe afterwards have him stroke their hair and make them a cup of tea, wrapping them up in a blanket kissing their tears and telling them it's going to be okay and they don't have to feel scared again, promising that they won't ever be alone and that it's okay to make mistakes and that they're loved and secure and accepted- Everyone has a thing for that, RIGHT??"

And everyone is just like..... "No, Han Joo Won, that's a you thing."

ANYWAY!!! I'm so sorry, I got completely carried away. That was silly of me. Ignore my foolish ramblings- I put too much sugar in my decaf coffee.

Yes, I'm completely on board with your assessment of how Joo Won perceived Dong Sik before getting to know him. It would seem he built up a profile of his suspect and as he got to know him, all of his preconceived notions got broken down (or proven false) one by one until he was left with just a man, no worse or better than Joo Won himself.

Thank you for your kind words. I hope to finish up Part II soon. I bet Joo Won is secretly a total romance novel snob (only the classics for him. He reads The Age of Innocence every spring just so he can feel better about himself because he's sOoOo above the frivolous bs of hoity-toity society)

Okay, I'm being silly now. I'll stop. Bye!

#beyond evil replies #answered

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for date night: this is going to be a multiseries ask because shit is complex, BUT, here is a summary of a very complicated situation that has been going on for 3+ years... I work with a guy six years older than me. Over this time we have become really good friends, but also definitely more than ~friends~. He initiated us talking back in 2019, and since then anytime he would get drunk at work events he couldn't leave me alone. During 2021 we became closer, talking every day. (Part 1)

DATE NIGHT!!!! Send asks about dates and romance!!

(Anon's full story under the cut)

ANON. Hi love. Ok reading this made me want to give you the worlds biggest bear hug because oh my god?? Oh my goddd? First off you seem like such a genuinely sweet person and I'm so sorry this guy has been stringing you along for so long. I do want you to genuinely ask yourself what *you* want with him because ultimately that's all that matters. I hope he gets his shit together and realizes what's right in front of him- as a grown ass man. I think this gets even more complicated because you work together and no matter what happens, there will be consequences in the place you work,,, which is never good. My wish for you anon is to find the kind of shining love you deserve, in whatever manner you need it 💗💗 but also. He was cruel, you were so real for that. Clown away my babe 🤡

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Pt 2). Over the years i have had fleeting crushes. But last year around March, my friendship feelings had turned into waaaaaaaaaaay more. We had over the course of the past year and a half been talking way too much, every day, for hours on end. There have been numerous times we have been chatting until 3am. We tell each other vastly too much. We are also chaotic shits at work, and are definitely constantly flirting (which is funny cause we're radiographers at a major trauma centre haha). 3. In May last year we spoke until maybe 2am one night and he asked if i wanted to get breakfast with him the following day post his nightshift. I said sure (I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON). We met up at a quite cafe in the city and had breakfast for two hours, we were just chatting so much. he paid and he also walked me to my car. i was so unsure about what to think of this, like was this a date? A few days later he called me beautiful in a different language (a friend had to translate it for me).

Pt 4. He went overseas in june. And during that time was sending me so many photos and selfies!!!! which was interesting because he hates being in photos. We were still chatting all the time, even though he was on the other side of the world. over this time, my feels had fully developed. At the start of august my cat died, and he invited me to his house to like "sleep" or "not sleep" lol. I wasn't up for driving. I had decided i needed to say something because all i was getting was mixed signals. Pt 5. I wrote a note on my phone app, but never sent it because i was scared. It got to october and we were meant to hand out, but never made concrete plans. we had a really weird conversation that turned a bit hmm not great. i told him he was confusing me, he asked for a list of i did, and then he gave me a piss poor response. i called him cruel. we stopped talking. i cried so much. it was awful in person, we were so awkward, wouldn't talk and wouldn't look at each other. People noticed...

Pt 6. I tried to get over my feelings and things started going back to normal in Nov. we were consistently talking again. Well then it was the work xmas party. he asked my opinion on what he should wear. He kind of avoided me for the first hour and a bit. Everyone was telling me i looked really nice and i just wanted him! to! comment! everyone was progressively getting drunk (i don't drink). i was chatting to one of my male coworkers and he literally cut in and sat between us, lol. Pt 7. We got chatting and he brought up me calling him cruel the month prior (we had never discussed those texts, but knew we had to that night). We moved outside and like started kind of chatting, but like he could not stop touching me, he went to kiss me at one point and i was like stop what are you doing, there are people here. I ended up taking him home (which was an effort). I also ended up staying with him for four/five hours... um we had a very big chat about many things. we both admitted. Pt 8. that we like each other a lot. like more than friends. i asked him how long he had liked me for. he said a long time, and i was like how long is long. he said as long as we'd been talking, and i was like but thats THREE YEARS.... he tried to kiss me again, and i was like i'm not kissing you while you're drunk. i told him i didn't want to be a drunken mistake. he said i wouldn't be, but i was scared. i changed out of my dress because stuff happened lol and had on one of his tshirts. Pt 9. i ended up leaving his house cause i got my period, so i left him a note being like we need to chat tomorrow and that i would text him when i woke up. i got home at 4am anme at like 7:30am. i was so angry and tired. we texted all day off and on. but didn't end up chatting in person for another two days. i was so anxious. we ended up chatting for over 4 hours. i cried. it was a hard conversation. we admitted that we both like each other. but he doesn't want a relationship with anyone ever. Pt 10. we gave each other some space, lol that lasted 3 days before he messaged. i cried a lot again. and now its 2023 and we are back to what we were, which is openly flirting, now in front of other people to the point they mention it to me... we chat every day. we know too much about each other. our physical contact is more than friendly.. i worked with him alone for 5 hours the other night and boy did we flirt, i could say so much, but, i am a clown over this man, and 2023 is my clown year.

#asks #anonymous #swiftied8talk

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hiii im your caratblr secret santa! sorry for not sending an ask before i was a bit shy but!! im here to ask u some questions!

- i can do both digital drawing and graphic design so i want to ask if u have any preference! like if u want one instead of the other for your gift

- i want to know if u have any preferences like for the vibes or theme

- also do u want it to be related to one of the holidays or season (like winter, summer idk)? if yes which one? if not just say no :)

- do u have any favorite colors?

- do u have a favorite book or movie? i could make it related to it if u want to or could just be u giving me recommendations of things to watch and read!

- also if u have any favorite songs that u would like for it to be related too

if u want me to have all the creative freedom over it and have everything be a surprise for u its alright! i just prefer asking to know what u want, so if youd like to know nothing just tell me, the same if u have preferences and stuff

i dont know if i have more questions 😭😭 so for now thats it thanks for your time byeee <3

hi hello welcome!! don't be shy i promise i don't bite 😭 i'll put a readmore bc this might get long!

- ooh that's very cool! i'm very much a non-artist i'm always amazed at how talented ppl can be with art 🥹 i would love either one whatever you're more excited about!

- hmm vibes. just like. soft, i guess? like cozy comfort cute :) however you feel like interpreting that hehe

- i'm fine with any holiday! winter is my favorite season but it doesn't have to be related yk

- if you couldn't tell from my blog lol i love neutrals and earthy colors! that's not very helpful sdgkjsh but like. browns, greens, muted yellows are nice. i also really like pastels like lavender or pink! pretty much any colors that aren't super bright or extreme are nice to me :)

- favorite books ooh good question i might steal that for my gift exchange person lol! i have SO many favorite books and movies tho omg this is hard to choose. my favorites recently are "a man and his cat" by umi sakurai (manga series), "from lukov with love" by mariana zapata (ice skater rivals romance), "these violent delights" by chloe gong (historical action/mystery/romance), "warcross" by marie lu (dystopia action romance), "the rain sparrow" by linda goodnight (romance), and literally anything by sarah dessen or debbie macomber (i went thru a Phase in middle school but they're good authors okay!). honestly this is just me giving book recs haha but i tried to give a good variety of genres if that helps! (also reading back over this list makes me realize i read a lot of romance 🧍‍♀️) i don't really watch a *ton* of movies or tv, but recently i've been bingeing the good doctor (even tho medical stuff makes me very squeamish sdgkfsh) even with some of the gorier parts i would 10/10 recommend it!!

- my favorite svt songs are fear, fallin' flower, heaven's cloud, and run to you, but you don't have to include them!!

i'm super indecisive so i will leave most of it up to you but! i hope this helps at least a little :) lmk if you need anything else from me i'm happy to do whatever i can!

#🌃 : june.txt #🌠 : asks #🌠 : anon #happy holidays!! i hope ur week has been good so far <3

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linawritestwst · 2 years

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heartslabyul dorm members react to your love confession! (gn!reader)

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yay, my first imagine post! :D sorry, i wanted to post it yesterday, but i'm a little sick right now, so.. yeah.. (this is your reminder to take care of yourself! don't forget to take your meds if you have to and ~ｓｔａｙｈｙｄｒａｔｅｄ~)

also i know that this is not the most original idea, but i didn't want to make my first imagine too detailed or something like that. also i chose heartslabyul because this is my favorite dorm and also they are the first dorm that we meet so i thought that it's a good choice :>

riddle rosehearts.

"i know that this is a bit sudden, but.. i need to tell you something. i know that we've met not so long ago, but you became a very important person to me, riddle. you probably didn't even notice it, but i was falling for you all this time. i'll understand if you don't return my feelings, but i still want you to know: i love you, riddle, with all my heart!"

♡ .. yeah, he didn't expect that. riddle is smart, he's very smart, but he's kinda oblivious when it comes to love and romance. so yes, he actually had no idea that you had a crush on him. but when he hears your confession, everything starts making sense to him: you spending more and more time with him, you being kind to him, you supporting him and helping him become a better person.. but he always thought that he was only a friend to you or you're just a naturally kind person.

♡ but he actually secretly hoped that he's not just a friend to you. your kindness and your support made him fall in love with you. you gave riddle everything that he wanted and needed. he tried to hide his feelings because he couldn't forget about his dorm leader responsibilities, he couldn't let himself get distracted.. and it was kind of embarrassing to admit that riddle rosehearts himself fell in love with someone. if someone like cater or ace finds out, oh boy, the teasing will never stop.

♡ when he hears your words, he tries to stay calm, but he's not really good at it. he starts blushing and it's very easy to notice how red his cheeks are. you think he looks adorable like that and can't help but giggle. "so.. this means that you return my feelings?" you ask. of course, you're not making fun of him or something like that, but you just can't control yourself, come on, riddle rosehearts is blushing and stuttering after he learns about your feelings! it's too cute!

♡ riddle quickly clears his throat and tries to pretend that everything is okay and that he's totally fine. he can't let you see him like that! his cheeks are still red, but he can talk properly now. "well, i certainly did not expect that you called me here to tell me.. this." he avoids eye contact at first but then he sees your smile and he starts to feel better. once again, you're here to support him. "to be honest, the feeling is mutual. you've also become very precious to me and i feel like my life has completely changed after meeting you. and it changed for the better."

♡ he feels a little awkward after saying that and he doesn't know what to do now, he has, like, zero experience with romance! but you're here to help him! you smile and ask if it's okay to hug him. you don't have to go for the kiss right now, just a simple hug would be nice! you don't want to overwhelm him, it's his first relationship (and maybe yours too!), you can take it slow. and riddle is so glad that you understand him. you two hug and riddle feels safe in your arms.

(also other dorm members may or may not have been spying on you two)

ace trappola.

"okay, please take this seriously, ace. i know, that you probably won't believe me, but.. i love you. and not only as a friend. i love you in a romantic way. like, in a "i want to go on cute dates with you and kiss you" way. i love you, i really do!"

♡ when ace hears this, he at first thinks that this is just a prank. after all, you're just as mischievous and fun-loving as him, he sees right through you! so he goes: "haha, this is a good one! you've almost got me!" but then you go silent. and he doesn't understand why. "hey, come on, say something! you weren't serious, i know that!" you don't say a word. "you.. you weren't serious, were you?"

♡ the only thought in ace's head right now is "oh. OH" he gets it. he gets it now.

♡ but he still can't believe that you.. well, love him. what did you see in him? no, of course, he knows that he's cool, he's VERY cool, but he didn't think that you would like him in that way. (especially after that one story about him ghosting his ex. that was not cool)

♡ and so he quietly asks: "wait, are you serious? you.. you love me?" you smile and nod. you? loving ace? it's more likely than he thinks!

♡ he quickly tries to hide the fact that he didn't expect it and that he's shocked. "oh yeah, i TOTALLY knew that! i should've seen it coming, you always acted like you're madly in love with me. like, you literally couldn't leave me alone even for a moment!" (this is a lie. it was ace that couldn't leave you alone for a moment) ace laughs, but you just continue to stare at him and wait for his real answer. you want to know how he actually feels about you.

♡ and ace understands that you want to know if he returns your feelings or not. the truth is.. he does. he definitely does. once again, it was HIM who couldn't leave you alone and who was by your side all the time. and even though ace tries to act so confident, he actually couldn't find the courage to confess to you. he's even kinda embarrassed now, he wanted to be the one to confess, he had plans and you just.. confess to him so casually? you ruined his plans!! >:( (but of course, he's not actually mad at you)

♡ and there he goes. "oh well, i think you know the answer already." he admits that he also acted like a lovestruck idiot even though he tried to hide it (but he wasn't that good at it). so you better be proud of it! ace fell in love with you, what a win! you both laugh, remembering how you both tried to get each other's attention and just how many times you two almost confessed your feelings just because you were too happy spending time together.

deuce spade.

"um, how should i put this.. i think i like you, deuce. you probably don't even know this, even though you should, but you're just.. really kind and sweet and i genuinely like talking to you and spending time with you. at first i thought of you as a really good friend but i think that this feeling is a little bit different now. my feelings are more powerful now and i think you're not just a friend to me anymore. you're more than that. oh, it's okay if you don't feel the same way! i don't want to put too much pressure on you! if you need time to think about it, i'll wait!"

♡ what. what did you just say?

♡ you?? like him?? in a romantic way?? YOU WANT HIM TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND?? AND YOU REALLY MEAN IT??

♡ someone please help this poor boi.. and the thing is that he actually feels the same way!! so he's very glad that you love him too, it makes him so happy!!

♡ but how is he supposed to react? okay, he'll accept your confession and he will look cool while doing it. this is his chance, he can't just continue to stand and stare at you while thinking about his next move! he can do it! "..uh.. i.. uh.. you.. you like.." okay, he can't do it. he's too emotional, he can't believe that you actually love him! you find that he looks very cute, but you gotta help him! if you don't say anything, he will probably just stand like this forever. "yes, i really do like you!" you say.

♡ this actually calms him down a little bit. after hearing your words, he manages to smile and say "i see.. i like you too!" he can't help but laugh, honestly, your confession was so sudden, his mind really went blank. but if ace goes "i planned to confess to you first!! >:o", deuce is actually grateful to you. if it wasn't for you, he would probably never even tell you about his feelings. but he would understand if you didn't feel the same way, after all, how could you like someone like him? especially considering his past and all that..

♡ you two are just really happy, you can finally be honest with each other and you both feel the same!! but then deuce realizes something. "wait. does that mean that we're.. dating now?" "well, we're basically a couple now, so yeah!! :D" you answer. great, deuce.exe stops working once again. so he just learned that his crush returns his feelings and NOW THEY'RE DATING?? that's.. that's a lot. but you two can definitely figure everything out together.

cater diamond.

"cater, please, listen to me. this is really important. so, uh.. how do i say this? i know that we're very good friends and i cherish our friendship and i don't want to ruin it. but i think i like you not only as a friend. i like you in THAT way, you know what i mean?"

♡ well that was unexpected (like for all dorm members except ONE but we'll talk about him later). you two were just talking about stuff but cater noticed that you looked weirdly anxious today. but now that he's thinking about it, you actually started acting kinda weird lately and not just today. every time cater came to talk to you, you started to blush very noticeably and sweat and stutter and you tried to finish the conversation as soon as possible.

♡ and it wasn't so surprising to cater. he knows that not all people can keep up with him, considering his personality. so it's okay if you need a little break from him!.. well, he hoped that that break won't be too long. honestly, cater started thinking that you actually hate him but you're just too polite and kind to tell him. and that's understandable, cater thinks that he's not the best person either. you definitely deserve someone better, both as a friend and a boyfriend. so he tried to forget about his feelings for you and admit that you will never love him the same way he loves you.

♡ but now he learns that your reason for acting like that is completely opposite, you don't hate him, you LOVE him! and that's.. somehow even worse. you say that you love him, but do you love the real him or just the person that he appears to be? cater thinks that it's the latter. after all, you don't even know the real him and you're most likely gonna hate him after you learn the truth. it was stupid of him to want you to love him but not even show you his real personality and then feel angry when he realizes that you love only his fake, cute, talkative and optimistic version.

♡ and then you say that yeah, you don't know real cater that well. but you want to know him. and you already want to give him all the love that he deserves and even more. you accept cater for who he is and you will give him all the time that he needs to make a decision.

♡ cater can't understand you at all. how can you say things like that and be so confident about it? you even admitted that you don't know anything about cater's real personality but you're sure that you're gonna love him? you're weird. but at this moment cater remembers why he fell in love with you. you're definitely weird but you're also kind and understanding. and when you say that you're gonna accept him no matter what.. he actually believes you.

♡ "guess what? i also really, really love you!" he returns your feelings while still acting like his not so real personality, but his feelings for you are real. and he truly loves you.

trey clover.

"um, so, i called you here to tell you something important. i'll understand if you don't feel the same way, but i still want you to know this because otherwise i'll just continue bottling up my feelings and i don't want to do that. i'm not like other nrc students. okay, all jokes aside.. i think i love you, trey. no, i don't just think so, i'm totally in love with you! you're so caring and nice and just.. yeah, i love you."

♡ trey actually did suspect that he's not just a friend to you. he noticed how you act around him and other students and it was very easy to see the differences. he preferred to think that you just really like him as a friend because the thought of you having a crush on him.. well, he started getting nervous once thoughts like that crossed his mind.

♡ and yes, he felt the same! he also loves you! but he's not sure what he should do about it. he never told you about his feelings because 1) he didn't want to ruin your friendship and 2) what if he just hoped that you like him and you actually didn't? that would be really awkward and also painful. but he heard other students saying things like "hey, y/n seems to like you a lot, huh?" (and by other students i mean cater. ace and deuce also started to notice that but. it was mostly cater) and that only gave him even more hope. he just replied with "come on guys, we're just really good friends" but he really wanted other students' words to be true.

♡ and guess what, they were right all along! and trey's suspicions turned out to be true. you actually do love him! and you even confessed to him before he could confess to you. wow, he sure is slow, isn't he? he tells you that he's really proud of you for making the first step and that you're brave for confessing first. but what is he supposed to say now? you ask if he thinks that you're not being serious about it but he assures you that he can see that you genuinely love him and that you wanted to tell him about your feelings for a long time.

♡ well, how is he supposed to say something other than "i love you too"? if he says that he doesn't, it would be a lie. he just wasn't sure if this really is happening and you truly want to date him and this is not just a "5 minutes crush". he should've trusted himself more, he had a feeling that you also like him but it was hard for him to believe it. and finally, he says it. "i love you too, y/n."

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst heartslabyul #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #deuce spade #cater diamond #trey clover #riddle rosehearts x reader #ace trappola x reader #deuce spade x reader #cater diamond x reader #trey clover x reader

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randomshyperson · 3 years

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Love is Outside the Screen - Part III - Elizabeth Olsen x Reader

Summary: The one where Reader plays Vision in the MCU and she falls in love with her co-worker Elizabeth Olsen.

Warnings: (+18), smut, sexual themes, strap on use, teasing, fingering, sexual suggestions, explicit language, explicit, obscenity, a bit of praise kink, dom/sub dynamics, bottom reader mostly, switch dynamics, power dynamic changes, slight possessive sex, brief angst, alcohol mentions, arguing, jealously, fluffy.

Words: 7.935 K

A/N> Instead of writing my series, I'm continuing works that were finished already. This is basically porn honestly haha No, but jokes aside, we have fluffy moments with a lot of smut. Good reading everyone!

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Love is Outside the Screen - Part III

Northern Ireland, two years ago.

You slipped under the long wooden table as the script indicated.

Your character was supposed to give a slight nod, and then gasp because of the torso injury, and you followed the script perfectly.

When the director yells cut, you stand up, trying not to bump into the makeover they did on your clothes.

"That was great, guys!" Shouted Alex Graves in the direction of the cast scattered around the medieval set. "Let's call it a day."

You were exhausted.

The Game of Thrones footage was absolutely grueling, and time-consuming, although it allowed you to learn something new with almost every scene.

Walking back toward the dressing room to clean up your makeup, you smiled shyly at the girls in the salon who congratulated you on the day's performance while helping you to remove your costume.

While they were going through your hair, you decided to check your cell phone.

There were two missed calls from Lizzie, and you felt your heart swell with guilt immediately.

She had also sent you messages asking if everything was okay, or if you were busy, and saying that she missed you, and you wish you had answered them all, but your routine had been completely absurd.

You felt your chest ache with longing every time you thought of your girlfriend.

When you signed the contract, you knew the conditions, and so did Lizzie. But nothing prepared you for the real thing.

Almost three months without a decent conversation, not even video calls, and the lack of her in your life was making you frustrated and irritated all the time. You were sinking into the screenplay and the recordings, because you simply hated not having Lizzie in your day-to-day life.

"Thank you girls." You said as soon as you noticed the makeup completely removed from your abdomen.

The change in the script killed your character sooner than expected, and you should go home early, even though it was going to take two or three months, it was much less than originally planned.

Grumbling softly, you went back to the dressing room, deciding to call Lizzie now that you would have a little time alone.

She doesn't answer until the second-to-last ring.

"Yes?" Her husky voice signals that she was asleep, but all you can feel is your body shaking at the sound.

"It's me, baby." You reply tenderly as you sit back in the armchair, pressing the cell phone to your ear as if you wish you could reach into the device and touch your girl.

"Oh, hey." She comments sleepily, and you wonder if she has closed her eyes again, or even opened them. "It's late."

"I know, I'm sorry." You say leaning back in the armchair. "I wanted to check that everything was okay because I couldn't answer you earlier."

"Don't worry, darling." She says softly, almost sleepily. "I just missed you."

"Me too, my love." You assure her, feeling your chest tighten slightly. My god, you just want to see her, hold her, touch her. "Lizzie, darling, are you asleep?"

"Yes." She whispers, making you smile.

"I love you baby." You say. "Call me when you wake up, I will interrupt as many scenes as it takes to talk to you."

"Behave yourself in the studio, love." She mumbles sleepily, and you laugh lightly. It was the same warning she gave on your last day in California, on the way out of the airport. "I love you. And I miss you."

You cursed the entire movie company at once when you could perceive the upset in Lizzie's tone, even in her sleepy state. You repeated that you loved her one more time before hanging up the phone.

As you put your cell phone away to grab your keys and head back to the hotel, you wondered if a breach of contract was really so bad.

//-//

Present, California.

You felt Lizzie's arms wrap around you as soon as you made mention of getting out of bed. You smiled, turning your body to look at her.

Her sleeping figure with her eyes closed, her hair slightly tousled made your heart warm with affection.

You loved her so much.

Raising your hand to her face, you stroked her cheek gently with your thumb, and watched the woman sigh softly, and even in her sleepy state, lean into your touch.

"Lizzie." You called softly, trying to wake her up. And did so again until she mumbled softly, leaning her face against the pillow. You let your hand wander to her hair, enjoying the softness as you stroked her scalp with your fingers. "We need to wake up baby."

Lizzie just mumbled again against the pillow cotton, making you smile at the cuteness of that scene.

You moved closer only to deposit short kisses across her face, and only stopped when she let out a husky giggle.

"Good morning, love." You whispered against her ear, and were about to pull away, but she tightened her arms around your waist, keeping you almost on top of her, making you smile.

"Good morning." She sighed back against the skin of your neck, and you blushed slightly when you felt her inhale your perfume and then tighten her fingers around your waist. "Fuck, I love you."

You laughed softly at her sudden, hoarse confession, but let your arms slip around her shoulders, burying your body against Lizzie's. The tenderness was wonderful, and she moved one hand up to caress your back while the other remained on your hip, her thumb moving across the skin beneath your blouse.

You tilt your face away just to look at her, and already you find her with her eyes wide open, a shy smile on her lips.

"I love you too, babe, but we need to get up." You tell her, and you almost get the impression that she's not even listening, because all she does is look at your face with adoration.

You bite back a smile as you feel her legs move beneath you, her bare foot caressing your ankle before she spins you around quickly and stands over you, the sudden movement making you sigh and tighten your arms intertwined around her neck.

"Lizzie!" You exclaim humorously, but all you get is a low murmur as she sinks her body against yours and buries her face in your neck.

"How much time do we have?" She asks against your skin, her lips dangling on that sensitive part of your collarbone and sending a shiver up the length of your spine.

"Enough." You reply already affected by her touch, closing your eyes to enjoy the sensation.

Lizzie smiles against your neck, beginning to deposit chaste kisses against your skin, making you sigh softly.

It didn't matter how many times you had been together or for how long, your body reacted to her in the same way. You only hoped that you wouldn't be late for your appointment with the Marvel directors, but when Lizzie slipped her hand up into your pajamas, you didn't care about that anymore.

//-//-//

London, 1 year and 9 months ago.

It's your third time on "The Graham Norton Show."

You finished taping Game of Thrones the day before, and this was your last appointment before returning to California. To Lizzie.

Part of the cast is sitting next to you, and you are glad for that because you are distracted this evening and can use the time they answer questions to think about your girlfriend. And you miss her for sure.

Graham, the host, asked questions about the final season, and about day to day life on set, and after Kit Harington and Emilia Clarke commented on everything being amazing, and not telling anything about the plot since they weren't allowed to, you were slightly surprised that the subject shift went directly to the romance rumors between the cast.

"I hear that some of you have been becoming close friends outside the set." Graham begins with a chuckle, and you and the cast share a chorus of dissatisfaction that makes the audience laugh. "Which is normal in a long series of course. But we wanted to bring that in because we love gossip."

"Since I'm married, can I have a drink in the dressing room?" Kit jokes, drawing laughter from everyone.

"You're supposed to help us with the arguments". Graham replies humorously. He leans back in his chair slightly to point to the monitor behind him. "We have some behind-the-scenes photos here. And Miss Clarke looks very comfortable."

The audience laughed at the comment, and you tried to cover it up with an awkward laugh. It was a picture of Emilia Clarke, your colleague who plays Daenerys Targaryen, on your lap. But the moment was badly misinterpreted. The photo was taken right after one of the prom rehearsal scenes, and Emilia had gotten one of the coordinations wrong, and you laughed when she fell on you.

Of course, this kind of insinuation was happening because to the media, you two were two single women. And you were used to this kind of questioning, but still, it was always uncomfortable.

"We were dancing, Graham." Emilia argues humorously. "It's not what it looks like."

The audience lets out a chorus of disappointment, and you and Emilia giggle awkwardly.

"Was that the mating dance, ladies?" Graham teases and you want to dig a hole in the ground, but all you do is keep up with everyone's laughter. "Despite all the jokes, I think Marvel's couple is going to be threatened."

The comment makes your heart race, but the audience is very approving, applauding heartily.

At least with this you can talk about Elizabeth.

"Is tonight the night you are going to take over America's dream relationship or can we just keep saying that you and Emilia are together, since there is not the slightest chance that someone that attractive is single." Graham tells you with humor making the audience and cast laugh. You try to keep up, not wanting to seem rude. You wish you could tell him that there is nothing wrong with being single, but you don't think you want to create an awkwardness so you just settle back in your seat as you joke:

"Unfortunately I will deny it again, Graham" You reply. "And I'm not dating Emilia either, I assure you."

You spend the rest of the evening dodging the comments, and are exhausted by the time the interview is over.

"Hey, are you going back to the hotel already?" Kit asks you just as you walk back to the dressing rooms, and you deny it with your head.

"No chance, I'm leaving." You reply. "I'm going straight to the airport, I have a flight in two hours. What about you, Harington? Aren't you going home to see your wife?"

"I didn't know we were talking about wives." He jokes making you blush and look away. Kit didn't know about Lizzie, but he knew you had someone. "Of course I want to come home, but I still have some appointments here. And Rose is in Spain."

"That sucks, man." You comment and he murmurs in agreement, shrugging.

"Yeah, but longing sure makes the sex better." He retorts with amusement and you grimace before laughing.

"You're unbelievable." You joke before waving yourself off in farewell, turning in the direction of your dressing room.

As soon as you enter, you take your cell phone out of your pocket and try to call Lizzie, but it goes to voicemail. You leave a message saying that you can't wait to see her and get your things ready to leave.

After saying goodbye to the cast again, and taking a taxi to the airport, you receive a message, but it is not from Lizzie.

*Sara evil agent* sent you an attachment.

You frown at the matter. "Off-screen romance? Would GOT star Emilia Clarke be dating queer Marvel protégé?"

You call Sara the same minute.

"I literally said I wasn't dating her!" You complain as soon as she answers and hear Sara laugh on the other end.

"Oh, honey, I told you, the media loves a little gossip." She says. "And you need to stop setting up fake girlfriends so quickly, I can barely keep up."

You grumble in irritation and your agent lets out a giggle.

"Don't be so grumpy, it's just a rumor and the last time I checked you were a single woman so I don't see a problem." She says and you bite the inside of your cheek. Since your lack of excitement about GOT, Sara suspects something. Neither of you says anything, but you know she's not an idiot and figures you have a girlfriend. "Are you going back to LA already?"

"Yes, I'm catching my flight in an hour."

"I hope you're ready to record, Lady Vision." She jokes. "Your scene schedule is getting closer."

"I plan to rest this week." You warn, slightly distracted. "Game of Thrones really was something different."

"I just hope people like the ending."

You giggle and Sara wants to know why, but you don't give her any spoilers. After asking if everything was okay, and assuring her that you had eaten something before the interview, you hang up.

Lizzie didn't text you back and you fell asleep on the plane.

//-//-//-//-//

California, three years and eleven months ago.

Your heart was beating so fast that you could hear it in your ears.

But Lizzie's hand in yours was doing a good job of calming you down.

Maybe it was just because you had waited, or maybe it was because you were so much in love, but you don't remember feeling so nervous about the idea of having sex with someone. Not since your first time.

And well, now with Lizzie, it was actually only the first time you two were going to sleep together. You didn't have to be nervous, but you were.

Liz opened the bedroom door as soon as you two reached the room, and dragged you inside with her. You closed the wood as you entered.

The tension was palpable in the air, and you wondered if you stayed still long enough, she might hear your heartbeat.

You looked at her, your eyes locked on each other, and a shy smile on your lips as you approached, stopping inches from her body.

Lizzie holds her breath.

"Are you nervous?" You ask in a husky voice, raising your free hand to go around the length of her arm with your finger, admiring the way her skin shivers at your touch.

She just shakes her head and you smile, resting your hand on her cheek.

"It's just me." You comment as you lean your forehead against hers, and you both close your eyes in anticipation. "We can stop if you're not sure..."

"I'm sure." She interrupts half breathlessly, her hand tightening its grip before letting go of yours, so that she brings both hands to the sides of your neck. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." You assure before breaking the distance, bringing your mouths together in a firm kiss that draws a sigh from both of you as your hands move up to Lizzie's waist.

It doesn't take long for the kiss to deepen, your tongues fighting together and the sensation making your head spin and your body heat up.

Lizzie gasped against your mouth before parting for breath, and you used the opportunity to let your fingers run down to the hem of her shirt as you pulled it up. In motion the piece was off, and she copied the same to remove your blouse.

You bit your lip as you looked at the sight of Lizzie's exposed torso in front of you, her nipples hardening in the air making you feel the tightness beneath your stomach increase.

You lunged forward, grabbing her left breast with your mouth, and Lizzie let out a loud noise in her throat, throwing her head back as your tongue skirted her left nipple.

She was so hot and smelled so good, and the sounds she was making were driving you insane.

You moved your hands up to her breasts as soon as you brought your mouths together again, your tongue circling hers as you played with her hardened nipples, and it wasn't long before Lizzie began to whimper, closing her legs and thrusting her hips towards yours for more friction.

You smiled against her lips, you would give her exactly what she needed.

//-//

California, one year and nine months ago.

Leaving your keys on the counter, you were surprised by the silence as you entered.

It wasn't that you wanted Lizzie to stay late to wait for you, except that it was exactly what you wanted.

You left your bag on the living room floor and called her name twice before assuming she was asleep.

Sighing slightly, you went up the stairs to your room, but it was empty. All the other rooms were empty, which made you frown.

Okay, you didn't expect Elizabeth not to be home just the day you were returning, after months of not seeing each other.

But you didn't have much time to think about what might have happened, because a clearly drunk Lizzie stumbled into the house, fighting against the lock and her own balance just as you were coming down the stairs.

"You're drunk?" You ask in a voice in a mixed tone of disbelief and concern upon seeing her, and Lizzie is startled for a moment before giggling.

"Look who's here, California!" She announced to the room with irony and with open arms, stumbling inside. "Hollywood's most eligible bachelorette, watch out ladies and gentlemen."

You frowned at the little scene, Lizzie walked with difficulty to the kitchen as you finished going down the steps, she murmured quietly and you with your arms crossed, trying to understand exactly what was going on.

"What happened to you?" you ask as you follow her across the room, Lizzie takes off her shoes with difficulty, almost falling to the floor at least twice. When you make mention of helping her, she holds up her hand for you not to, and you are starting to get worried.

"I went to have fun." She replies with a humorless laugh. "I can have fun."

"Of course you can." You retorted with a raised eyebrow, watching Lizzie take a deep breath and close her eyes as she leaned her back on the countertop, probably getting a headache from the way she buried her face in both hands for a moment. "Who did you go with?"

"I don't know, Mom." She sneered wryly, and you clenched your jaw. Lizzie laughed at your expression, and pouted. "Oh, did I upset you? Sorry, darling, I'll try to be a good girl for you."

You shook your head slightly.

"Babe, what is happ..."

"Don't call me that." She cuts off quickly and you look at her in surprise. Lizzie closes her eyes and takes a deep breath and when she looks at you again, she has thick tears in her eyes and you feel your heart soar. "I saw the pictures on television, Y/N. I saw the pictures, I saw your interview, I saw the videos on instagram. And I guess I understand, because she's beautiful and we haven't seen each other in months but I thought you loved me..."

"wow, what are you talking about?" You interrupt, confused and frightened, and Lizzie looks like a complete mess. She is crying and you reach up to touch her face, and try to calm her down. "Babe, breathe, I don't understand."

She whimpers softly, and you wonder how much booze she really has consumed.

"You are going out with that woman and I love you and everything is horrible." She declares in a whiny voice and you look at her with a frown.

"Lizzie, what..."

But she pushes you and walks off toward the bedroom, and you try to keep her from falling over drinking at least three times until she can get up the stairs properly.

"Lizzie, wait, talk to me." You beg but she keeps walking and you enter the bedroom a moment after her, watching her walk to the closet and start throwing all her clothes out while mumbling about cheating.

You take a deep breath with your hands on your waist, letting out a humorless laugh. It was an absurd scene to say the least.

"Elizabeth Olsen, stop this immediately!" You command as soon as she steps out of the closet, and she widens her eyes slightly as she shifts the weight of her feet before veering to the floor. You sigh as you walk toward her. "Babe, look at me."

"No."

"Lizzie."

Reluctantly, she does so. You soften your expression, feeling your heart soar at the image of her face, longing invading your whole heart.

"God, I missed you." You confess half breathlessly and Lizzie looks on the verge of tears. "Darling, where did all this come from? I'm not seeing any other girl."

"I saw the pictures..."

"Lizzie." You interrupt seriously, shaking your head slightly as your hands land on her shoulders. "I have no one but you. I would never cheat on you, I don't know where that came from. I wish you hadn't drunk so much so we could have a serious talk."

Lizzie gives a mischievous little smile, her gaze half lost because of the alcohol.

"I'm not drunk." She mumbles clearly intoxicated, making you chuckle slightly.

"Of course not." You said as you pushed the loose strands of her hair behind her ears. "You made a mess in the bedroom, babe. Why don't you try to sleep while I clean up?"

Lizzie sighed, clearly tired but shaking her head in denial

"I don't want to sleep." She said as she brought her body closer to you, her hands squeezing your shirt. "I want you to fuck me."

You bit back a smile, looking at Lizzie with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, yeah?"

She murmured in agreement, her fingers trying to open the buttons of your shirt, but she was clearly in no condition to do so.

"I'd like that too, but you're drunk." You say as you move your hands to hold hers, smiling at the grumble of frustration she lets out. "Go lie down, I'll get some water."

"But..."

"Bed, Lizzie." You ordered again as you intertwined your hands to lead her to lie down.

She was reluctant a few times but eventually agreed and lay her down on the mattress, placing the comforter on top.

When you made mention of getting up, she held your hand.

"Don't go." She asked softly with her eyes almost closed. You smiled.

"Aren't you thirsty?"

Lizzie denied and pulled your hand, you moved closer to lie beside her and she wasted no time in entwining her body in yours.

You let your fingers run through her hair and she sighed lightly, not taking long to fall asleep. You waited a few more minutes before moving, getting out of bed as gently as possible so as not to wake her.

After collecting the clothes Lizzie had thrown across the room and putting them away in the closet, as well as putting the party clothes she was wearing in the wash, you went back downstairs, looking for your bag to take to your room.

Your cell phone vibrated as you walked up the stairs.

It was a message from Scarlet, and you laughed lightly as you read its content.

“I heard you're coming home today, right? Lizzie was really upset about the rumors that you were dating, and asked me to take her out for a drink. I dropped her off at home, but she was pretty shaky. I didn't know you two had a thing, can we talk about it over coffee tomorrow?”

You were relieved that Scarlett was the person accompanying Lizzie, but now she knew you two had something. You were tired of it honestly. The secret. All you wanted was for everyone to know how much you loved Lizzie. And judging from recent events, that was a problem for her too. Or at least it was enough for her to drink more than she should.

But you would have to wait until Lizzie woke up to have this conversation, so you went back to your room, and after putting away the clothes from your bag, you took a shower and put on your pajamas, wasting no time in joining Lizzie in bed again.

//-//-//

Caribbean, one year and six months ago.

Following the music, you continued to dance slowly, your hand around Lizzie's waist while the other was entwined in the air with hers.

The luxury hotel where you were staying that week was hosting a Hawaiian themed evening, and well, after spending the day in the pool area, you decided to dance a little.

In that moment, with Lizzie in your arms, you were at peace completely. Moments like these, like waking up with her in your bed, or cooking together, or rehearsing your lines while curled up on the couch under the blanket were more than enough to make you sure that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with Lizzie.

You smiled before pulling your body away slightly, just to look at her. And she looked back at you with the same adoration, her cheeks flushing slightly.

You spun her into your arms then, making her laugh as you pulled her back, your hands resting on her neck as your hips swayed to the rhythm of the ukulele of the band playing on the stage.

There were a few other couples around, but you could hardly notice anyone but Lizzie.

You continued dancing, and you rested your forehead on hers, closing your eyes and breathing in her perfume. Lizzie smiled, stealing a quick kiss before resting her chin on your shoulder, following the rhythm of the dance.

When the show ends, you follow the crowd in the clapping for a moment before Lizzie entwines your hands and pulls you toward the bar.

"That was fun." She comments with cheeks flushed from the dance, her smile soft as you stand near each other, your hands intertwined as you reach for the menu.

"Dancing with you always is." You retorted charmingly, releasing her hand only to fit it against your waist, drawing a chuckle from Lizzie.

You ended up sharing some drinks and snacks, and you were starting to feel higher with each sip.

Lizzie was in the middle of a joke when you interrupted her.

"Marry me?"

She blinked in surprise, a confused chuckle escaping her lips.

"What?"

Maybe it was the drinking. Probably not, because with the emerald eyes looking so intently, you suddenly felt very sober. Your heart raced too, but you were never more sure of anything than you were now.

"Marry me." You repeat with a confident smile. Lizzie blushes with wide eyes.

"You... Are you serious?" She asks in surprise, and you let out a sigh, moving closer to take her hands and put them down on your racing heart.

"I love you." You tell her with nothing but sincerity. "I want to spend my life with you. I was planning something bigger, perhaps, at your parents' summer house. I would get down on one knee in front of your family and hand over the ring I've been carrying for three months." You confess and watch her look at you in shock. "I've been waiting for the right moment, Lizzie. But I've just realized that every second with you is the right moment. I want you to be my wife. Do you want me to be yours?"

It took a second for her to react, her expression changing from shock to pure happiness, the tears appearing in her eyes and the smile so big it made her eyes small.

"Yes, yes, of course." She replied between one shy laugh and another, moving forward to kiss you over and over again.

You couldn't stop smiling as you kissed her, and you giggled against each other's mouths, pulling apart to embrace each other.

It didn't take long for the people around the bar to notice and start clapping, but you didn't care.

All you were seeing was your future wife.

//-//-//-//

California, 1 year and 9 months ago.

You finished putting the coffee jug on the tray, the last missing item, before carrying it to your room, taking careful steps not to trip over anything on the way.

Lizzie was already awake, but still in bed. The glass of water in her hands and the missing pill on her bedside table indicated that she was already treating her hangover.

"Good morning, darling." You greeted as you entered, walking over to the bed to leave the platter on top of the sheet next to Lizzie.

"You're home." She commented in a mixture of surprise and embarrassment, you just made a noise with your mouth as she sighed, running her hand over her face, probably because of her headache. "When did you get home?"

"Last night." You respond by watching her. "Just before you."

"Sorry." She says moving closer. You gently pull away from her attempt to kiss her lips, and Lizzie frowns. "What?"

"I was worried." You state seriously. Lizzie lets out a sigh, leaning her back against the bed completely. "I thought you were going to pick me up at the airport, but you didn't call. And then I find the house empty. Until you arrived, completely drunk at dawn."

Lizzie crossed her arms, looking away. It was your turn to sigh.

"What's happening, Elizabeth?"

"It 's nothing."

"Elizabeth."

"Stop it." She asks impatiently, turning her face to you again. "Don't call me that."

You just frown in confusion. "It's your name."

"No." She exclaims annoyedly, closing her eyes for a moment. "You only call me Elizabeth when you're angry. And you can't be angry at me because I have the right to go out!"

You watch her stand up, as if running away from the conversation, and you sigh impatiently, massaging your temple with your finger. Lizzie begins to remove her dress, clearly intent on going to take a shower.

"I never said you had no right to go out, Elizabeth." You retort ignoring the annoyed grunt she lets out at you continuing to call her by her full name. "I just think I have the right to ask why after we agreed on something, you changed plans at the last minute and decided to disappear."

"It's funny that you want to demand something from me when you've spent the last few months without giving me any satisfaction of where or who you were with!" She accuses angrily and you grimace in indignation.

"Oh, so it's about my work?" You retort angrily. "The last time I checked we had decided that I was going to record and come home. You said you were fine with that!"

Lizzie gave a humorless laugh, her dress falling to her feet as she worked to remove her bra.

"Well, you know what, I wasn't!" She shouts angrily, throwing the bra angrily into the closet. You need to remember that you are angry with her as you have the vision of her breasts exposed in front of you while she is yelling at you. "I didn't agree to the endless get-togethers with all those sluts around you! And I sure didn't agree with your flushed face on television flirting with Emilia Clarke in front of the whole country!"

You stared at Lizzie in shock, but she just grunted in irritation before turning to go to the bathroom.

"No, I think it's so funny you bring that up, you know, Elizabeth." You spoke aloud as you stood up to follow her. "Because when I said Aubrey Plaza was flirting with you, you told me it was just business. But suddenly, Emilia is something that bothers you!"

"God, this is so different from Aubrey!" she retorts in irritation, finally naked, before stepping into the shower. You were beginning to find it hard to remember why you were fighting now that you had the view of her wet silhouette in the shower stall, as she raised her voice to be heard beyond the sound of the water. "We were supposed to be flirting in the interviews, it was all for the movie. You were just falling all over Emilia for no reason. All those smiles and giggles." She declares angrily, making you bite back a smile. Lizzie naked, angry and jealous was hot as hell.

"I really can't believe we are having this conversation." You complain as you unbutton your pajama shirt. "The most absurd part of it all is you thinking I would have anything with anyone else."

"You say these things but don't live up to them with your actions." She retorts, annoyed. "I wouldn't think anything of it if you didn't flirt with other people!"

"I didn't flirt with anyone!" You return defensively, your blouse finally coming off. Lizzie's annoyed expression almost falters, but she keeps her gaze above your breasts as you take off your pants. "And honestly, none of this would be happening if everyone knew we were dating!"

Lizzie frowns, her anger finally dissipating with your sentence. You step into the shower stall with her, and she looks at you dubiously.

"You...you want to go public?" She asks, studying you as the water falls on her back. You swallow dryly, keeping yourself in front of her.

"Only if you want to."

Lizzie holds out her hand for you to take, and when you do, she pulls you gently until your breasts are almost touching.

"Do you think we're ready for that?" She whispers as your foreheads lean against each other. You sigh as you rest your hands on her waist.

"With you, I'm ready for anything, Lizzie."

She sighs against your lips, her hands moving up to your neck.

"I can't think about that with you naked in front of me." She mumbles before moving forward against his lips.

Kissing shouldn't feel this good.

You slide your tongue over hers a moment later, and you both sigh in need, feeling the effects of so much time apart. Your hands move down to her ass, squeezing the flesh and forcing her against you, and the direct contact of exposed skin makes Lizzie whimper.

You press her against the glass of the shower stall, feeling the shower water against your back as you hold your mouths together in a passionate, hungry kiss.

When air was needed, you ran your kisses down your girlfriend's exposed collarbone, enjoying the way she sighed in anticipation, her hand moving up to the back of your neck to encourage you.

"God, I missed you." You sighed before sucking on the sensitive spot on her collarbone, making Lizzie whimper as she dug her nails into your shoulder.

She pulled your face back to hers, kissing you urgently, and you pressed your body against hers, your hands moving down to her thighs and up so that she entwined her legs around your waist.

The contact of your exposed intimates together made you both gasp in the kiss, but you slid your tongue against hers again, savoring her taste as your hands moved up to her breasts, squeezing and cupping them with a full palm, your fingers playing with her hardened nipples and making Lizzie sigh wetly.

"What is it baby?" you teased when she was unable to keep up the pace of the kiss, throwing her head back as she felt your hands pressing her breasts hard, and Lizzie grunted as she bit her lips to keep from moaning, looking up at you with dark eyes, clearly struggling to keep her expression impassive. You smiled, pressing your hips forward and watching her close her eyes tightly, unable to contain a low moan that escaped her throat. "I want to hear you, baby."

"I'm still mad at you." She declares in an affected voice, and you murmur in understanding, lowering your face to her collarbone, and licking and kissing the skin, making her shiver.

"Is this angry sex, then?" You sneer as you move your hips forward again, the sensation bringing a rising wave of pleasure to both of you. "It doesn't seem like it."

Lizzie sighs impatiently, and puts her legs on the floor, pushing you away by your shoulder.

You are so stunned by the sudden break in contact that you barely have time to absorb her turning off the shower before she pulls you by the hand out of the stall.

You were about to ask what she was going to do, but she pushed you onto the bed, and disappeared into the closet.

"Lizzie?" You called out uncertainty, preparing your apology speech for what exactly you couldn't say. But she walked out next, and the sight made your mouth go dry. "Damn."

Elizabeth was wearing a strap-on, the rubber penis already fitted in the front and ready for use. And from the determined expression on her face, she was more than willing to prove to you that she was pissed.

"Fuck me." You breathed aroused by the view, and Lizzie gave a wry chuckle as she approached the bed.

"Oh, I will." It was her only warning before she broke the distance, kissing you fervently, her tongue exploring your mouth and pulling the air from your lungs, making you see stars.

You let out a low moan, moving your hands up to her waist to pull her to you, but Lizzie pushed your hands away, breaking the kiss and moving one hand up to your neck, squeezing lightly as she made you look at her.

"Knees, ass up." She commanded in a husky voice, her gaze glittering with lust, you bit your lips to keep from moaning again, feeling your pussy pulsate with desire as you obeyed, turning on the bed quickly as Lizzie positioned herself behind you. "I'll teach you not to flirt with other girls."

"I was n-fuck." Your speech turned into an horsy whimper as she suddenly penetrated you with the dildo, you were so wet that she had no problem at all, the toy slipping into your folds with ease, filling you completely. Lizzie chuckled breathlessly, her hands steadying your hips.

"God, you're so hot." She murmured, moving slowly inside you, the action making you clench your fists in the sheets and arch your back, your pussy clenching against the dildo.

"Fuck, Lizzie."

She thrust again, this time hard, her hands squeezing your hips as she went deep inside, making you moan loudly.

Before establishing a rhythm, she leaned against you, her hand coming up to your hair and pulling you back as she brought her mouth to your ear.

"You are mine." She whispered before she thrust hard inside you, making you moan. "Do you understand?"

"Not quite yet, try harder." You teased breathlessly, the pleasure at having the dildo all the way inside you making you half dizzy. Lizzie grunted angrily, this time stroking even harder, making you see stars as you whimpered, your body beginning to tremble.

"Quit being a brat or I'm going to fucking stop." She warned against your ear, thrusting more slowly this time, and you moaned breathlessly, barely able to keep your eyes open.

Lizzie set a slow pace, but thrusting hard as you moaned and whimpered, every time the dildo entered you making you even wetter and aroused, to the point that you were unable to hold back the loud moans, and she giggled.

"Look at you, a horny, begging mess." She sneered against your ear. "You are mine, and only mine."

She whispered, her strokes deep inside you. "I want you to remember that when you flirt with other girls. How good I make you feel."

You whimpered, your pussy clenching against the dildo for more, Lizzie keeping the strokes torturously slow. Seeing your state, she laughed softly, pulling out of you completely.

Before you had time to complain, she turned you over on the bed, spreading your legs as she bent down, thrusting deep inside you. Your moan died against her lips as she kissed you hard, laying against you as she buried the dildo inside you.

You could feel Lizzie everywhere. Her breasts against you, her lips on yours, and it was too much. She thrust hard again, deep and fast as you had your legs around her waist, and her tongue on yours, and you began to tremble in spasms, pleasure spreading throughout your body.

Lizzie smiled against your lips as you lost the ability to respond to the kiss, moaning and whimpering at the closeness of your climax. Her mouth moved down to your neck as she kept up the pace of the thrusts inside you, and your hands tightened around her waist, pulling on her hips for more friction.

It wasn't long before you fell over the edge, the tightness under your belly exploding, the pleasure spreading to the tips of your feet as you moaned against Lizzie's ear, crumbling under her.

As you tried to normalize your breathing after such an intense orgasm, she straightened to look at you, her eyes had adoration in them.

"You did so good." She praised against your lips. "Did you learn your lesson?"

"I did." You replied in a husky voice, taking a deep breath to control the effects of climax.

In one swift motion, you spun you two around on the bed, sighing as you felt the toy move inside you.

"Now you will learn to honor your appointments, Miss Olsen." You warned as your hands moved down to the latches of the strap, removing it as Lizzie bit her lips, looking at you with a mischievous gaze.

You shifted to remove the strap and toss the toy on the floor, returning to sit on Lizzie's lap, your mouth returning to hers immediately.

When she began to move beneath you, you smiled against her lips, pulling away as you rested your forehead against hers and let your fingers play with her wet entrance.

"Use your mouth." She asked breathlessly, her nails digging into your arm.

"My baby wants my mouth?" You teased, moving forward to lick her lips and pulling away with a short laugh when she moaned as she chased your mouth unsuccessfully. You circled her clitoris with your fingers, and Lizzie gasped. "The next time you want to get drunk, at least text me, my love." You warned as you penetrated her with two fingers at once, feeling her hot and slippery, while Lizzie moaned loudly against your mouth. "Do you understand?"

You removed your fingers, playing with her entrance until she nodded frantically, pushing her hips toward your hand. But you laughed lightly, pulling your hand away completely, and leaving her with a confused expression.

"I thought you wanted my mouth." You scoff, already ducking, as Lizzie looks at you expectantly.

"God, you always fuck me so good." Lizzie comments as you kiss her thighs, moving down. You smile against her skin, finally reaching her pussy.

You stare at her before moving forward, your tongue against her clitoris as she sighs with need.

"Don't torture me." She begs breathlessly, her wrists locked on the bed, you smile, lingeringly licking her, and she closes her eyes tightly.

"I won't, my love." You assure her before returning your mouth to her pussy, kissing her entrance before you begin to suck and lick, devouring her with desire.

She moans loudly, letting out affected sighs with each movement of your tongue inside her, and you hold her thighs to keep her open for you as you eat her out.

It doesn't take long for Lizzie to reach her edge, already near the limit from fucking you, but it's still delicious to have her crumbling against your mouth like a weeping mess, her orgasm on your tongue as she screams your name.

You climb your body back up onto her, and kiss her tenderly, unlike anything so far.

Lizzie is trying to control her breathing from the climax, but sighs in satisfaction as she tastes herself on your tongue.

As silence falls over you, you sigh lightly, your hands caressing her face.

"Are we okay, Lizzie?" You ask as you settle down to lie across from each other. She leans into the touch of your hands, as her hands come up to your waist.

"I don't know." She confesses. "But I want us to be."

You smile, using your finger to take a strand of hair from her face and tuck it behind her ear.

"Do you think going public will make us better?"

"I don't want to love you in secret anymore." She says and you feel your heart soar. "Do you understand?"

You smile. "Yes, babe. I feel the same way."

She gives a relieved smile, her gaze passionate. You break the distance, and kiss her gently.

When you break the kiss a moment later, you look quickly at your bodies. "I think we should have this conversation with clothes on." You comment and Lizzie giggles.

"Later. Now I show how much I missed you in my bed." She says before bringing your lips together again.

You certainly wouldn't object to that.

//-//-//

Atlanta, three years ago.

You hesitated at the entrance to the restaurant.

Through the window you could see Lizzie, and all your cast mates, as it was the closing celebration of the WandaVision filming.

You swallowed hard, the object in your pocket suddenly becoming too heavy.

You startled slightly when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"I guess we're both late, huh?" Kathryn Hahn, your cast mate, remarked gently, putting her car keys away in her pocket clearly having arrived right with you.

You gave her a lopsided smile and she noticed your hesitation, assuming a worried expression.

"Everything okay?" She asked.

You shifted your gaze to the window again, watching Lizzie giggle shyly, her gaze shining slightly. She looked around too, searching, and you knew it was for you.

"Yeah, I just...I was just having a moment of doubt." You say still looking at Lizzie. Kathryn followed your gaze, and smiled, but didn't comment on it.

You sighed, reaching into your pocket and pulling out the object.

"Wow, are you going to...?" Kathryn asked in surprise but you gave a humorless laugh.

"No, I couldn't." You say swallowing dryly, and looking away from the velvet box. "I don't know if I'm ready."

"And when either of us are?" Kat returned, making you smile.

"How did you know you were going to say yes to your husband?" You asked next. Kathryn sighed thoughtfully.

"I didn't." She replied. "There's no way to know until you get asked. But what I did know was that I loved him. And that's what really matters."

You absorbed her words in silence, and then put the box back in your pocket.

"I think she loves me." You say. "That will be enough until I find the right moment."

Kat murmurs in understanding, and then pushes her shoulder against yours lightly.

"Just don't wait too long." She warns with a smile, nodding her head signaling for the two of you to enter the restaurant and join the rest of the team.

When you enter, any thoughts of Lizzie denying your marriage proposal are driven out by the image of her contented smile when she sees you arrive.

//-//-//-//

A/F/N> I'm not even gonna try to say this is the last time i'm continuing this work because at this point, I just know I don't believe my own words anymore haha. Tell me what you think people.

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nogoodmox · 7 years

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okay, challenge time. thoughts on sami/dean/finn. i want DETAILS.

this is…….a cursed ask peggy.

putting it under a read more bc this got very very long!!

so sami/dean? great. finn/dean? great sami/dean/finn?????? that’s some fucken….next level shit okay….how can we even fathom such a perfect trio….

- first thing’s first, i definitely think finn and sami would get along more naturally. they’re close friends irl and they’re just more similar. deano’s the odd one out in this but never fear!! they make it work!!!

- dean is….confused?? like how the fresh hell did he end up with two absolute angels when he sees himself as….a problem child at best. i hate to get edgy (no i don’t) but while i don’t think dean has self-esteem issues, i think he has self-worth issues if that makes sense?

- to clarify i think like,, he doesn’t care what people think of him (obviously) and he’s confident in his abilities, but he doesn’t see himself as a good person. i mean he’s referred to himself as a scumbag on more than one occasion, and let’s not forget “my whole life was a mistake anyway” line. so i think, being in a relationship with people as seemingly perfect as sami and finn might be initially tough for him.

- sami, being a sweetheart, constantly wants to reassure dean. he’s the best at reading other people’s feelings, so when finn’s kinda oblivious, sami knows to step in. he tries his best to not be obvious about what he’s doing, but he acts extra affectionate and clingy around dean when he’s in a low mood to let him know he’s loved.

- finn and dean aren’t super huge on pda, so when it’s just them two it’s mostly rigid “i wanna express my love for you but idk how”. sami’s pretty good at initiating it but despite him being affectionate i don’t think he’d be super into pda either. he mostly just does whatever dean and finn are comfy with!

- that being said, sami knows with finn it’s more a matter of “idk how to handle pda” than “i don’t like pda”, so you can catch him casually slipping his hand into finn’s while they’re out doing stuff. with dean it’s more tricky because he just feels….weird about it. he feels self-conscious no matter how subtle the touch, he’s much more chill about it in private.

- they love going to parks!! it suits all of their needs tbh. dean being dean, can’t sit still and hates being cooped up, so a nice open space is good for him. sami loves being ~at one with nature~ and sunshine and just generally living his life out in the world, and finn…well he’s happy with whatever makes dean and sami happy. i personally think he’d love taking pictures of them having fun like a doting parent.

- hiking is also a thing they love, but most of the time it’s dean dragging sami and finn out. dean loves it, whether it be rocky terrain or in forests. he has seemingly endless energy when it comes to that stuff, and he kinda comes to life on a bad day. dean just likes to be outside, point blank. sami and finn are usually the ones in awe of the landscapes and posing for pretty pictures while dean experiences some spiritual shit.

- dean is all over sami and finn’s social media. instagram, twitter, you name it. their accounts are full of strange off-guard pictures of dean (finn’s personal favorite thing is posting a blurry picture of him with the caption: cryptid spotted 👀 ) even the pictures where dean is expecting it he just seems…..off-guard. he usually poses with a hastily thrown-up peace sign and wide eyes, and he has no idea all these pictures are ending up on the internet.

-dates are always a weird mix of things for them. finn likes traditionally “simple” ways of spending time together like playing board games, or building things (cough cough legos). they all get pretty invested in it tbh. games of jenga can last hours if they try hard enough, that is until dean loses his patience and absolutely destroys the thing, bc of course he would. they also watch a lot of movies, but it’s usually obscure ones that finn and dean are super into while sami just kinda watches to humor them.

- sami likes to do romantic things for dates. they go out to dinner a lot, but knowing dean he doesn’t always make it fancy. he and dean are both fans of upbeat places with a fun atmosphere. they order a lot of food, and dean and finn are most definitely the kind of people to write their names on their to-go boxes to ensure no one eats from them. sami, on the other hand, really doesn’t mind and is generous with these two greedy boys.

- when it comes to dean, dates are a wildcard. anything that can catch his attention for more than 3 seconds is worthy. they’ve done some ODD shit together. i’m talking visiting a cheese factory, a dinosaur museum (finn especially appreciated that), amusement parks, visiting a psychic, tank driving, deep sea diving, etc. he doesn’t know what he’s doing, but he tries his best.

- group naps are a very common thing. they’ve got a busy schedule, so they try to squeeze in rest whenever they can. they usually share a room, and sleep is the time where all guards come down. dean and finn become totally comfortable and there’s nothing awkward about it when sami initiates contact. they all kinda lump together, even when it’s hot, just because it’s reassuring to have everyone there. especially for dean, who doesn’t have the best relationship with sleep. finn is super touchy-feely in his sleep without realizing it, and sometimes he’ll wake up completely draped over sami or dean (usually sami, bc dean moves around too much)

- all of them being wrestlers definitely helps their relationship, and their road trips from city to city are always a blast. they take turns driving, but dean slacks off the most because he gets tired more than anyone. he’ll doze off in the car while mumbling lyrics to the shitty music he insisted on playing, then he’ll fall asleep again at the hotel. sami is most definitely the kind to point out the cows they pass up, and finn will gladly stop on the side of the road to get a closer look at them. they also give up on having proper meals while traveling, so catch them leaving gas stations with a mountain of junk food in their arms.

- this one is a more biased headcanon but, i like to think sami teaches finn and dean words in arabic or french sometimes! dean will naturally ask him about all the curse words there are, and he sounds absolutely ridiculous trying to pronounce them. he and finn eventually get the hang of a lot of expressions though, and they start to use them casually with each other. finn might shout “yallah!” (come on) when they’re late for something, dean will gladly call anyone and everyone a “hmar” (a donkey, which is a v rude insult in arabic).

- dean thinks arabic music? absolutely bangs. he gets really into it and asks sami to start playing it on road trips to keep him awake. bc a majority of arabic music is pretty…intense and party-inducing so good luck dozing off to that.

- kisses! finn is personally the biggest fan of kisses amongst them. sami prefers long hugs and dean just likes leaning on others or resting a hand on them. finn kisses sami’s cheek a lot, he thinks his cheeks are adorable. he kisses dean on his forehead a lot because he came to learn that’s what he likes. dean gives forehead kisses a lot too so sami and finn decided that’s what he was most fond of.

-kisses on the mouth from finn are usually short, but he almost always puts his hand on sami/dean’s neck when giving them one. he kinda pulls them forward a bit then pulls back quickly.

-dean really likes giving neck kisses, not even in a sexual way he just kinda dips his head there because he likes the reaction. he also might nip their ears a lot bc…he’s dean and he’s a feral child.

-sami’s kisses aren’t as common since he’s more of a hugger, but when he does give kiss it’s long and sweet and usually leaves dean/finn surprised and breathless. sami’s a charmer and a smooth criminal B)

- dean really loves sami’s tummy! he already loves resting on people and sami’s presence in general is just so comforting and warm, so of course he loves sami’s stomach. he likes to rest his head on it and feel it rise and fall softly. for finn, dean loves his shoulders. he thinks they have a nice shape and his head fits there perfectly in his humble opinion.

-finn likes sami’s general softness, and his stomach fits right in with that, but sami’s cheeks are still his favorite. he loves their roundness and how much bigger they get when he smiles. as for dean, finn really likes his arms. they’re muscular but in a subtle sort of way, and his hugs feel nice despite their rarity.

- sami really likes finn’s hands. he likes how they look delicate, but also have underlying strength that’s apparent by the veins. sami’s favorite thing about dean is his crooked nose. it’s a silly thing, but he thinks it gives him character. he also loves dean’s dimples but, who doesn’t??

- dean usually feels like he’s being babied by finn and sami, which is a strange feeling. he’s used to only looking out for himself and not depending on anyone, so he’s reluctant at first. he especially feels bad because he doesn’t think he can give anything back. they try to assure him that his presence is enough, but dean doesn’t think so. he sometimes does random acts of kindness to show appreciation in any way he can, and finn and sami are always touched.

- finn is a sweetheart like sami, but he has a less natural way of going about it which puts him in between dean and sami on the spectrum. he’s not as good as picking up on cues, so it takes him a bit to catch on and realize how sami or dean may be feeling. he immediately tries to make things better though, and he does his best to figure out their body language and mannerisms (especially sami, since he’s the best at hiding any personal issues)

- sami is as close to an omniscient being as there is in this relationship. granted, he’s not perfect and he definitely misunderstands things sometimes, but he’s usually the best and handling dean and finn’s emotions. dean is more difficult than finn with expressing himself because he already feels like a burden on bad days, so talking about his feelings doesn’t really help. sami’s great at making dean and finn feel more relaxed about opening up, especially by letting dean know he just wants to hear his problems so dean can get them off his chest. sami’s definitely more proficient with the heart-to-heart stuff, but he’s so used to being on the receiving end that sometimes he doesn’t take his own advice and voice his emotions.

- overall, they may have their rocky moments or times where they but heads, but sami/dean/finn is as close to a perfect relationship as you can get imho. healthy, pure, and Good.

#PEGGY THIS IS SO LONG I'M VERY SORRY #A LOT OF IT ISN'T EVEN ROMANTIC STUFF IT'S JUST RAMBLING #I SINCERELY APOLOGIZE #answered #demon-peggy #i'm not good with....romance if you couldn't tell haha i'm really sorry if this is awkward #they're cute though so i wanted to write this #^^;;;;;;;#sami zayn #dean ambrose #finn bálor

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deviliciousdev · 3 years

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MBTI✨ Meet Cute? Meet. Cute.🖤

entp (the debater)

infj (the advocate)

budding romance

ft. intp (the logician) friend

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[entp & intp at an arcade bar 👾🍺🥃🍸🍹🥂]

entp: [playing intp in air hockey] HA! take that bitch!

intp: you HAD YOUR HAND ON THE TABLE IT DOESNT COUNT!

entp: oh really because the little digital score board begs to differ...

intp: son of bitch.

[waitress brings entp the drink they ordered, and winks at them as entp says thanks]

intp: op. now i'm not an expert on human sexual behavior... but-

entp: yeah no shit. actually the opposite of an expert. whats the word i'm looking for for, idiot.

intp: 😐... BUT, the waitress chick, huh? huh? wink, wink, nudge, nudge? [goofy smile]😜

entp: did you just say "wink, wink" instead of winking...

intp: the alcohol is affecting my facial muscles and i was afraid you wouldn't get my intent on cadence alone...

entp: [camera looks]

intp: but anyway stop changing the subject, so? waitress chick, she's cute, you should go for it, ya know do a little dance, make a little love... basically just get down tonight... [snorts in humor at their own joke]

entp: yeah... i don't think so. i haven't really been into the dating scene lately... it's mostly disappointing, and sometimes cringe worthy.

intp: ok first of all until i met entj that's ALL the "dating scene" was in my experience, so sorry if i don't feel that bad for you. besides you're probably just being dramatic, it can't be that bad.

entp: [looks at intp with intense deadpan] the last date i went on, she looked almost 10 years older than her profile picture, and when she said in her bio she was a nature lover i assumed she liked to hike or some shit, but no... she was a taxidermist... she brought her latest "project" to our date...

intp: yikes.

entp: yeah. it was weasel. and it's eyes followed you wherever you moved...

intp: 😬

entp: so i'm thinking i might take a breather from "dating" for the moment.

intp: [shrugs]🤷‍♀️/🤷

entp: [sips old fashion 🥃] [winces] oof god what'd they do dump the entire bitters bottle in here, ugh!🤮 i'm gonna get this re-made.

intp: alright i'm gonna hit the bathroom all that vodka is gettin to me...

[entp approaches bar]

entp: hey uh think i could get a new one, this one is... bad... sorry i couldn't think of a nicer way to say that soooo, yeah.

bartender: bad huh? may be i should get you something more suited for you. like a daiquiri...

entp: ok, first of all daiquiris are delicious and if i wanted one i would feel no shame about ordering one. but i ordered an old fashioned my go to drink since i was 12, not a glass of bitters and a splash of Bourbon, so if we could change the tone and i could get new drink that'd be great, thanks.

bartender: [nods passive aggressively and takes entp's drink]

entp: [to self] god everything's disappointing. [hears cheering behind them, turns, still leaning on bar counter]

[someone collides into entp and spills drinks all over them💥]

entp: [angry😡] oh dude what the hell- are you bli- [sees the person, and is attracted to them] 😳

infj: oh my god! i am so sorry!! [hands on head] 🤭 i've been having a really dumb day, i got a parking ticket, and then the dry cleaners lost my new coat, and- and why am i telling a stranger all of this... look i'm really sorry, can i give you some money for dry cleaning?? i feel so bad about this.

entp: [tone has completely changed] oh no don't worry about it, it's just... liquid... sticky liquid... but no no seriously it's really not a big deal.

infj: please, let me at least buy you drink??

entp: hmm, ok sure, thanks 😏

[both stand next to bar]

infj: infj [shakes entp's hand]

entp: entp 🤝😸

infj: so what are you drinking?

entp: any dark smokey liquor.

bartender: [slides entp a huge frozen daiquiri with fruit on a stick and tiny umbrella] [sarcastically] your new and improved... less bitter... drink... sir...

entp: [angrily looks from side to side, with an expression that says, damn it.]

infj: [trying not to laugh] wow yeah that's a smokey drink...

entp: [nods with a smile]

[both laugh a little]😄😅

entp: [notices dirty looks group at a table are giving them] whyyyy are those people staring at us like we're about to be sacrificed...

infj: oh, yeah, those are my co-workers we took the lady in the blue blazer out to cheer her up, she just got dumped, so were supposed to be celebrating independence and hating people [raises eyebrows]

entp: huh, what do you do?

infj: i work at the embassy, in the Ambassador's cabinet as a cultural liaison.

entp: holy shit. that's fucking epic. so do you speak more than one language??

infj: aha, well thank you. and yes i do, fluently i speak German, Spanish, Italian, French, Arabic, and Japanese. i do speak some Russian but it is... rough haha 😄

entp: that's amazing. i took american sign language in high school and a course on high elvish in college when i was bed ridden with... mono... [joking smug face] 😏

infj: [with a wide smile] wow. i'm impressed.

entp: [jokingly] yeah i'm pretty impressive. [sips daiquiri🍹]

infj: 😄

[a voice calls out to infj angrily]

infj: oh, i should probably get back to them. [motions to co-workers]

entp: oh yeah, totally. um, before you go, would you may be wanna grab dinner sometime??

infj: oh, you're really sweet and funny, it's just that, i just moved to the city, and i'm really busy at the Embassy right now, so i'm not actually dating right now, but may be we can be friends?

entp: ah, got it. well yeah ya know i'm a good friend to have aha. and to prove i'm such a good friend, if you want to make your co-worker who got dumped happy, you can throw a drink in my face, make it look like you're fiercely independent.

infj: ahaha, really?

entp: yeah what's a little more drink all over me huh?

infj: haha, again i'm sorry about before. and you know she would probably love that...

entp: go for it.

infj: [hesitates for a moment, before tossing a drink in entps face] 🍸💥 [sneakily gets out business card and sticks it in entp's shirt pocket] [whispers] thanks. 😊 [goes back to friends]

[intp approaches]

intp: ooooofffff, shot downnn, that blows, sorry dude.

entp: [gets infj's card out of pocket and wiggles it in front of intp]

intp: unless that's a pocket sized restraining order, i am... thoroughly confused.

entp: [looking across bar at infj] i'm gonna marry them.

intp: [shaking head as they sip their drink] so confused...

[to be continued...]

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books-and-catears · 3 years

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Okay so I've been thinking of writing this for a while now. (Spoiler alert for chapter 16-20)

After MC is brought back to life, everyone approaches them as Lilith. And everyone seems to be all over them as if they weren't just almost killed by Belphie.

So MC feels uncomfortable over this whole thing. Not only do they feel like a replacement for Lilith but they can't even tell anyone about the trauma of almost dying cause they are demons, they can't possibly sympathize with human fragility. Well maybe one of them can.

The only brother who didn't know Lilith firsthand. The only brother who has spent centuries studying humans and reading all about their emotions.

Satan.

Tags: Angst, Hurt, Comfort

Only You

GN! Reader X Satan

"Ah MC...It seems you have only a week more left in Devildom." Lucifer announced in the middle of breakfast.

Everyone paused and stared blankly. Even Beel stopped chewing and put down his sandwich. You smiled, "Ah I was guessing it might be. Thank you for confirming, Lucifer."

One more week and then you could stop pretending to be okay. One more week of being Lilith. One more week of holding in your trauma. You smiled at the thought of being free of it all.

Everyone around looked dejected. Mammon was the first to break the silence, "Oi! You both are kidding right?!" Lucifer shook his head sternly.

"Ah how unfair! It seems only yesterday we met MC!" Asmo piped in.

"B-but we have so many animes left to finish in our watchlist, MC! And so many games we're still waiting for release!" Levi whined.

"So we can not have MC's cooking anymore?" Beel asked sadly.

"I barely got enough time with them! And you all are complaining?!" Belphie said, annoyed.

Satan was still silent. You looked at him only to find him staring right at you. You blush and look down, picking at your food. No matter how many times he did that, you still couldn't get used to it.

"You must have missed home a lot MC. Happy to go back?" Satan asked softly into your ear. You nodded slightly.

Then you felt your chest tighten. You did want to leave but that would mean no more Satan. You wanted to open up to him. If there was anyone among the brother's who could understand you - it was him.

After breakfast was over you stopped everyone before they left for class.

"Um..since it's my last week here, I have a request on how I want to spend it." You announced. All the brothers nodded and stared attentively.

"I will spend one whole day with each of you individually. And the order will be Beel, Belphie, Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Asmo and Satan. Is everyone okay with this?"

Everyone shared confused glances at the sudden statement but obliged never the less.

The rest of the week flashed by and soon it was your last day. Satan's day.

You woke up early that day, already prepping his parting gift. A bookmark made of dried flowers, with two petals on top shaped like cat ears, inside your favourite book from the human world.

"MC? Are you awake?" Satan called out, after knocking on the door.

You were still dressed in your flimsy pajamas but who cares? You ever going to leave tomorrow anyway. You put on some cat ears and called out, "Come in Satan!"

"Good morning MC, I think you'll like what I've planned for-" Satan stopped in mid speech. His eyes widening at the attire that did a fine job of wrapping around your body seductively.

"Good morning...sorry I was too busy to freshen up haha.." You apologize. "Wait for me here, it'll only take me a few minutes."

Satan nodded, hiding his blush behind his golden locks falling all over his cheeks as he lowered his head. You sighed. How was he so beautiful early morning?

Satan held out his arm like the gentleman he was as you prepared to leave for your date. "Take my arm, MC. We have lots of places to be."

You chuckled and did as told. "I can hardly wait."

You spent the day as if you were in a Romance novel. Cat Cafe, the bookstore, walking in the park watching the setting sun, holding hands. Satan really knew the ways to your heart.

After the sun set, you returned to the house of Lamentation.

"Would you like to come to my room later? We could read your favourite book together one last time before you leave?" Satan requested, his fingers still interlocked with yours.

"Yes..." You nodded, "I was going to ask you the same..."

"I'll be waiting." Satan said, walking you to your room and reluctantly letting go.

After dinner when everyone was asleep, you sneaked into his room. He was wide awake, waiting. He was sitting in his bed in only his black t-shirt and jeans, reading a book. The room was dark with only candles providing enough light to read. He looked up when you called for him softly.

"Satan I'm here...sorry for making you wait.." You said sheepishly.

His eyes lit up and he held out his hand for you to take. "Come sit with me."

You joined him on the bed. He swiftly put an arm around you, holding you snug against him. You could smell his scent and feel his breath on your cheek.

"I got something for you. It's not much but.." You handed Satan your gift.

"A gift? For me?" Satan saw the cover of the book and flipped to where the bookmark was. "That's... beautiful. Thank you MC I can't believe you'd- wait what's this?"

He fished out a long strip of stray paper in the middle of the pages beside the bookmark.

You remembered what it was and tried to snatch it away. How did this even get in there?! What the hell?! "IT'S NOTHING!", You scream

Satan smirked as he held it beyond your reach and started reading it. "A poem for Satan? That doesn't seem like nothing MC."

You tried getting up to gain better access to snatch the paper from him. "DON'T READ IT I SWEAR IT'S NOT SOMETHING SERIOUS. I WAS JUST BEING SILLY!"

Satan tightened his grip on your waist and started reading it out loud to your utter humiliation. You struggled in his grip, gave up and hid your face instead. He stopped midway.

"You read it to me." He demanded.

"Like hell I will!" You rebutted.

"Please." He splayed out his fingers on your back holding you close. His locks tickling your nose.

"N-no. It's embarrassing. I can't-" You started but he looked so dejected you gave in. "Fine but you have to look away from me."

Satan swiftly turned his face away and nodded. You cleared your throat nervously and started.

"Dear blonde boy with the sea in his eyes,

I'll be gone soon, so I'm done with the lies,

I've liked you for a long long time,

But it's too late to impose now, so I guess it's fine?"

"You see me for me, like I see you for you,

Everyone else, they just put me in her shoes,

But these shoes don't fit, they're not mine

And I'm sick of having to toe this line."

"But with you, I'm better, I'm more like myself,

And I can't thank you enough for all your help,

For your kindness, smiles and touch,

You always save me when it gets too much."

You stop. The next part of the poem feels like oversharing. Maybe you should have talked to him about this first. He squeezes your arm, asking you to continue.

"Satan I should explain this-"

"I know. I've known this for a while. But I want to hear this first please continue."

Shakily, you continued.

"I feel his fingers on my throat, unforgiving and unkind,

Help it's getting dark...am I going blind?

I let out a tiny scream with whatever voice I have left,

You're the only one here who didn't turn deaf."

"So replace his touch with yours, with your fingers so gentle and nice,

Hold me, warm me, I feel as cold as ice,

I wish I was a kitten, in your care,

You may be full of wrath, but I was never scared."

"But I'll be gone soon, I don't want to return,

But for you my bookworm, my heart will yearn,

Blonde boy with eyes of sea,

One last time, will you kiss me?"

You had barely finished when Satan spun around and cupped your face. He peppered some kisses on your lips, going upto your ear. He nipped at your earlobe and you let out a soft gasp. His face felt warm and flushed.

He placed his head against yours and sighed. "I can't get enough of you. How do I hold myself back when you're showering me with this much love and that too so beautifully?"

He wrapped his arms around you protectively. You instinctively buried your face in his chest and put your arms around his torso.

"You don't need to hold back..." You whisper.

Satan stiffens. "MC, you don't know what you're asking for."

You hold him tighter, lifting your head you place kisses on his jaw and nibble on his shoulder. "I know."

"Then I won't hold back any longer" He says, slowly pushing you down against his pillows.

He reached down and removed your slippers off your feet. "A part of me suspected you might feel this way. But you're not Lilith. You never will be and you don't have to pretend to be. You're MC. And that's all you need to be."

You looked away, outside at the moon. "Tell me honestly...if I didn't have Lilith's bloodline, would you all care the same way?"

Satan held your chin and turned your face towards him. He may never have been an angel but awash in this silvery moonlight, he certainly looked like one.

"Remember when I told you how much I hated being a part of Lucifer? And you told me that I'm my own person. You told me there was more to me than my wrath."

"Of course." You reached out to hold his face. "You're the smartest demon I know. And your love for cats and literature is unparalleled."

"Well then you're the only human who has swayed my heart. The human so strong and capable enough to bring a semblance for harmony to a dysfunctional family of demons." He smiled gently, running his fingers in your hair.

You felt warm inside. Atleast there was someone who liked you for you. You were so happy you could cry.

"As for what Belphie did, I made sure you never really alone with him." Satan said, now intertwining his fingers with yours. You give him a questioning glance.

"Remember the book of defense spells I gave you? I cast one on you whenever he's in the vicinity. It will render him useless if he dare attack you." He said, matter of factly.

"You knew...? But I never told anyone." You said, confused.

"I know. You held it in for our sake didn't you? You repressed it so much. I can't imagine what kind of hurt you went through." Satan's fingers tightened around yours.

"But one night, you fell asleep in the library. I went to put a blanket on you when I heard you mumbling for help. You kept saying it hurts and you can't breathe. And then you said Belphie's name and asked him to stop hurting you."

"I was so furious I rushed straight to the twins room. I was going to yank Belphie out of bed and renact what he did to you. But Beel woke up and stopped me. I told everyone in the morning before Belphie woke up. You've never been alone with Belphie ever since. One of us always stayed nearby."

You listened in utter shock. "You...you were protecting me all this time?"

Satan nodded, "Well I can't take all the credit. My brother's helped too. But just know that you're not a replacement for Lilith. And Belphie's an ass who doesn't know how to apologize. I'm sorry you had to go through that alone. I know it's your last night here, MC... so I'll make this one worth remembering."

You smiled and pulled Satan towards you for a kiss. "I'm glad I saved the best for last."

#obey me satan x reader #obey me smut #obey me headcannon #obey me game #obey me fanfiction #obey me oneshot #obey me satan #obey me angst #obey me fluff #obey me mammon #obey me imagine #obey me beel #obey me lucifer #obey me asmo #obey me belphie #obey me levi

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babychoko · 3 years

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🎀 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 🎀

Part 1

Xingqiu x reader

romance, little angsty, slightly suggestive?

Early 2000‘s Au

Disclaimer:

I‘m actually surprised that some of you were excited about this story before it came out. It really means a lot to me. I hope I don‘t disappoint you all. Also, English isn‘t my native language. I apologize for mistakes. By the way I‘m pretty new here- I‘m still trying to figure out how to use it, haha.

Enjoy!

How odd.

Xingqiu usually stays here, doesn't he?

Confused, I strolled through the library, holding my hands behind my back. As I walked, I inspected some non-fiction books that most students here definitely won't understand.

My eyes wandered to the right and left shelves.

I decided to judge some books by their cover.

Boring...

Hey this book looks interesting-

Oh this is the math section now. Boring.

I contorted my face until I felt a heaviness on my shoulders. Someone grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me back slightly.

I immediately shuddered.

"Hey, you shouldn't judge a book by its cover..." said a voice softly at my ear.

With goosebumps, I turned around.

"Xingqiu-! Don't sneak around me like that!", I shrieked.

With an amused smile, he held an index finger in front of his rosy lips and put his head a little askew in which his earring dangled a little.

"You have to be quiet in a library, don't you?", he whispered.

I- this..he! Ugh!

I turned to the side and lifted my nose in offense because I can't really disagree with him. Partly, he's right. But it is not like the whole building would blow up as soon as you raise your voice!

"Speaking of not judging by appearances...", I muttered, glancing at the boy across from me.

With an innocent smile, he stood in front of me after taking his index finger from his lips.

Keeping his mouth shut near me, you wouldn't be able to tell how he normally acted.

He seemed to have realized what I was indicating.

"Now don't be like that. This is a secret between you and me, isn't it?".

He emphasized the you extra, making me feel a little funny in my heart.

I'm pretty sure he does that on purpose.

I just shook off the situation and gave him a bag of sour gummy worms.

His eyes lit up.

"You brought them to me!", delighted, he took the little bag from me.

The thing is, his father doesn't really like eating sweets that weren't made by his cook. He eats them very rarely.

In his house, it's more common to eat the homemade traditional pastries.

And not those little plastic bags with gummies in it from the gas station. You can't get those sour worms anywhere else.

This may sound strange, but I could list about a hundred more things that Xingqiu does rather secretly.

His father is not a complete meanie, as he still gives him a lot of freedom.

-As long as Xingqiu doesn't dishonor anyone.

Alright, his father can be a partypooper but every once in a while, his father turns a blind eye, thankfully.

"If I have to watch you push down mooncakes filled with carrots down your throat while suffering eating them all the time, I actually feel sorry for you.", I said, amused.

He hates carrots more than anything.

But so far he hasn't even told his mother how much he really curses carrots, after she raved about how she used to mash his carrots to a pulp and how he ate them up nicely as a toddler. It brought back memories in her and she felt young again.

He couldn't tell her.

Somehow I thought that was quite sweet of him.

"What am I going to do without a good friend like you?", he laughed lightly and walked out of the library with me.

Nibbling on your carrots when others are watching, I said. Mentally.

We waved to Lisa, our librarian, before closing the door behind us.

I noticed a book peeking out of Xingqiu's school bag.

"Didn't you have a different book this morning?", puzzled, I looked to him.

"Oh, that one was for Chongyun. It was a book with paranormal content. You know him.", satisfied, he took a gummy worm and offered me some.

"Oh.", that's nice of him! Lately, though, he's been helping Chongyun more than usual, I thought to myself.

Chongyun wants to be an international exorcist in the future, and if he can't, he'll be one at his family's shrine. He is totally into paranormal things and horror movies. However, he has never seen a ghost.

But once, something happened during our movie night.

A few nights before, in a quiet moment, he swore that he saw Bennett's glass of orange juice move to the right by itself- right before Bennett wanted to take a sip out of it.

This happened during the middle of a horror movie which didn't help to make the situation better.

The poor green-eyed boy shrieked, let the glass full of orange juice land on me and woke up his best buddy Razor, who had been tired all day. Right at that moment, a jumpscare in the movie surprised us. Razor jumped up from the sofa and bumped into Bennett's back.

This only made Bennett panic even more, because he thought that he was being attacked by a ghost, it was dark he didn't know that it was actually just our peaceful friend Razor

Along the way, Chongyun grabbed the fallen glass that landed on my lap and tried to exorcise it. Xingqiu was laughing himself silly on the floor while hugging a pillow against his chest.

To describe it briefly: It was pure chaos as everything happened at the same time and because of that, we woke up Chongyun's parents.

We got a good telling off for being too loud and also because his parents weren‘t amused by the sight of their son yelling while sealing a glass half-full of orange juice with charms while his friends were screaming.

Well guess what?

Around Bennett's glass.. there was actually a thin thread wrapped around, which was controlled secretly by Xingqiu.

Xingqiu only confessed this to me in the early morning when I didn't dare to go to the bathroom alone and Chongyun had to accompany me to protect me from ghosts.

I thought it was funny that Xingqiu was a little too relaxed. He must have realized that I suspected him and that's why he confessed only to me.

Honestly..we all but Xingqiu accompanied each other to the bathroom and kept an good eye of the bathroom door because no one wanted to be alone since the 'ghostglass'

What made Xingqiu’s plan successful?

1. Chongyun saw Bennett's glass move.

2. Next door is his family shrine and there is a cemetery one street further.

3. Chongyun never lies to us.

Yup. That made Xingqiu’s little ghost prank very believable.

Since then, the light blue-haired boy has been handing out charms of protection to us, which we will never throw them away.

And how much I want to tell off Xingqiu to everyone..I still can't. After all, he was only doing it for his best friend, he said, because his dear friend was starting to lose motivation for exorcism.

I also didn‘t want to ruin his motivation as well, whereas he has been burning for it since that night, right?

I've been in a quandary ever since.

"Speaking of it, our movie night is cancelled this week, right?", it occurred to me now.

"Yeah, there's a party going on, after all. I really want to go there!", Xingqiu's eyes beamed. He's tired of being at any celebration of family affairs all the time. He wants to celebrate with his peers.

"How pleased you are", I grinned, which made him look embarrassed. He cleared his throat.

"Well, it would be rude to refuse, wouldn't it?", he smiled.

"On top of that-" he held my hand, "I’ve never been to a party with you. Let's go together, shall we?"

Huh...

I felt my cheeks heat up. My heart was pounding.

Embarrassed, I nodded. He didn't seem to think anything of it, which is what gets triggered in me as soon as he acts exactly like this.

Just holding my hand..that smile..that calm voice.

Is that what friends do?

Maybe I just don't have enough contact to people.

We said goodbye at an intersection and headed home. I don't live near him. He lives in a somewhat..how shall I say.

High society area? Rich-folk-neighrbourhood?..ehh..

What do you actually call something like that?

Oh, never mind!

I don't speak rich.

Until the evening I sat down to do my homework and at some point I was dreaming when I looked out of the window.

At that moment I got a phone call. It's clear from whom.

"Am I interrupting?", I heard the familiar voice.

I got up from my chair and flopped down on my bed.

"Not really.", I giggled and looked up at the ceiling.

"What are you up to?", I added.

"Talking to you on the phone.", Xingqiu laughed.

I guess someone doesn't want to tell me what they‘re doing right now. Reading, for sure.

"Ahaa... did you miss me?", I joked.

"Maybe I just wanted to hear your voice", he whispered.

I widened my eyes. My heart was beating faster.

Hey, heart. Stop that pounding.

Ehh... ahhg- I mean please slow down your beating, for God's sake! Don't stop.

After all, I still want to live. And listen to his voice.

I tried to act cool. Ok, be cool. Don't let him tease you, (y/n)!

"Aw... is someone stressed out? Do you miss me?", I giggled.

"You could say that. After all, best friends cheer each other up."

We talked on the phone for about half an hour until we had to hang up. We got into some mighty trouble once over a large bill.

Well, actually I was the only one who got in trouble.

Part:

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