#it's that 'lets play chicken. we spend time with each other and the first one to fall in love loses' '...' 'FUCK' 'haha i make u happy'

[dip-the-stick]

back on my kiribaku bullshit bc i let myself read a fic of them and now im attached again

[mixvyu]

Parfum d’étoile - episode twenty-seven

scaramouche x reader smau

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You could see Scaramouche from the window of his car, looking down at his phone.

He didn’t seem to notice you as you waved at him but it didn’t stop you from walking over and knocking on the window.

You wave again and put your hands together as a quiet apology before going to the other side of his black Mercedes to the passager seat.

You threw yourself onto the soft seat and left out a long sigh, finally getting to sit down and relax after minutes of running around your apartment to not be any later than you already were.

"Hey."

"Oh hi ! Sorry I’m late" you said, breathing heavily after each word

"It’s fine, it’s kind of on brand with you anyways."

The car fell into silence after his sentence

. After seconds that felt like hours of him not starting the engine you decided to take matters into your own hands and strike the conversation

"You have a nice car !"

"Yeah it was my mom’s. She gave it to me when i got into college."

"Oh that’s nice… So uh… Where are we going ?"

"I have absolutely no idea."

"What ?"

" I don’t know where to go."

"Oh… Wait, what??"

"We should probably eat first since it’s noon."

"Uh… sure of course" you answered, still stunned by the revelation that he did not have anything planned.

"Kazuha said something about going to the Aquarium but i don’t really want to spend the day looking at fishes."

"Yeah, I don’t think aquariums are for first dates"

‘First dates’ he thought, by that logic there would also be a second, a third or even maybe a fourth.

What you thought about was the thought the he asked his friends for advice and that you weren’t the only one self conscious about all of this.

"Let’s go to McDonalds." His sentence pulled you out of your thoughts.

"What ?"

"Let’s go to McDonalds." He repeated, he didn’t really know what he was saying at that point

"Huh ?"

"I said-"

"No no I-! I heard what you said it’s uh… Why ? I was thinking of a place more first date-ey to be honest."

"The study sessions."

" ? "

"Kazuha got to pick Japanese food, you picked Italian after that but I didn’t get to pick."

"Oh yeah, that’s true"

"You don’t want to ?"

"No it’s- it’s fine with me"

"We can get something through the drive through and drive around and listen to music and speak about everything and everyone, that could be fun"

Now that he said it like that, it did sound fun : simply fooling around with him with no goal in mind seemed like a first date you could remember

"Yeah, that could be fun"

-★-

"Give me one or your nuggets"

"Should’ve ordered some for yourself"

"I paid for this ! Atleast let me have one !"

"Look at the road, god ! Do you want us to die or something ?!"

"It’s fine I’m an excellent driver" he said, snatching a chicken nugget from between your lips right into his mouth before getting his eyes back on the road.

"You’re a dick, Kuni."

"Don’t go dirtying the car now i just washed it"

"Huh ? You washed it for me ?"

"No dumbass i washed it because Childe borrowed it and he apparently can’t clean after himself."

"Well the name checks out"

You could hear a slight chuckle from the man beside you and it made you feel proud.

This date wasn’t actually, going as badly as you thought it would, it felt nice and casual to just spend time with Scaramouche.

Alex G was playing on his car speaker and the grey sky outside made it feel weirdly soothing.

"Where do you want to go after this ?"

"Wherever i don’t really care."

"God you’re so annoying."

"How is it my fault that you invite me on a date but don’t have a plan in head?!"

"Let’s go to the mall I have something to buy."

"Ooh I saw nice pants last time! You’ll buy them for me right ?" You said jokingly expecting a ‘no way in hell’ from him

"Sure, i don’t really care"

"Huh ? I was joking you know…"

"I’m not, I have money to spend might as well spend it."

"Do you wanna be my sugar daddy ?"

"Aren’t I already ?"

He stopped the car in the mall’s parking lot without you even noticing you were even approaching the mall already.

He stepped out of the car and closed his side before going to the other side and opening up the door for you.

"Ma’am."

"Woah, so gentlemanly."

"I know right."

Now that you were both out of the car you could finally examine what he wore.

It was your first time seeing him wear a button down and it didn’t look so bad, the black tie that he wore with it was slightly loosen to give more style probably. The color of his tie matched his pants, black baggy jeans with holes on each knees and he added a dark jacket to protect himself against the chilly air from outside.

It seemed like whatever he was wearing was fitting of him and it pissed you off.

"Quit staring."

"It’s weird seeing you with a button down"

"You saw me with one when i went to eat with my mom dumbass"

"Did I ? I don’t remember that."

You don’t know if he did it subconsciously or on purpose but scaramouche intertwined your fingers like it was nothing, hand and hand and dragging you into the shopping mall.

You didn’t say anything about it, scared that if you did speak up he would pull away. You just wanted to enjoy the warmth of his hand for a few moments longer.

-★-

Your hands came apart when you entered his car for the second time. Scaramouche pulled away so easily you couldn’t help but let out a disappointed sigh and hoped he didn’t notice (he did)

"So… what else should we do ?"

"We could drink that wine of yours"

You pointed to the plastic bag in which a bottle of french red wine he just bought that was sitting next to the bag filled with clothes that he insisted on buying you

"Uh you’re nice and all but this is a 1973 grand cru."

"Ok ? And ?"

"This bottle was 1.5k i’m not opening it for you."

"Come on, it would be fun !"

" I won’t be able to drive home, you know that right ?"

"We can uber home and you’ll get your car tomorrow !"

"You’re so fucking annoying" Scaramouche said as he started the car

"Where are we going"

"A cliff."

"What for ?"

"So i can kill us both." He sighed in annoyance, not satisfied with the decision he just made "To drink the wine dipshit, what else ?"

A satisfied smile crept on your face as you looked ahead of you, the sky was clearer now and it was a beautiful shade of blue.

You checked the time, wondering how long you’ve been on this date already.

You ignored the countless notifications from your friend group, not wanting to text friends while being with Scaramouche.

Your phone read ‘3:49’

Your shopping session was obviously way longer than expected and you kind of felt bad to use his money but also very satisfied with the purchases he made. You knew that whenever you’d tell Mona she won’t let it go ever.

Scaramouche had been weirdly sweet during the day, you wondered if he’d be like that if you ever dated him then started to hate yourself when you realised what you were thinking about.

Still dating Scaramouche doesn’t seem that bad ; he was rich, good looking, fun to be around, rich, dressed well, rich, had really good grades, was sweet (at time) and was filthy rich.

Settling with a guy like him didn’t seem like such a bad idea and you wanted so hard to hate the thought of it but you couldn’t.

"What is it ?" Scaramouche had noticed you staring

"I just thought that we’ve been driving for a while" you lied "where is that fucking cliff of yours ?"

"Out of town."

"What ? How are we gonna go back ?"

"I’ll drive of course"

"Drunk driving really isn’t safe you know ?"

"I’m not going to have more than one drink i’m not an alcoholic" like Kazuha, he wanted to add but he didn’t want to speak of him while on a date with you "I refuse to leave a fucking Mercedes out there in the wild, i’m gonna bring this baby back to the dorm parking lot before i go to bed i swear"

"Ooh so you’re that kind of car lover."

"What is that supposed to mean ?"

"Nothing in particular."

-★-

You checked your phone once again

6:01

Scaramouche drove for more than two hours which was surprising to you.

Time flew by fast with countless conversations and improvised karaoke.

You were still grinning ear to ear getting out of his car and finally being able to stretch properly.

You heard the car trunk close violently and turned around to see Scaramouche holding two wine glasses and a bottle of wine that seemed different than the one you pointed to earlier

"So you basically got me the cheap version ?"

"Yup!" He said not an ounce of shame in his voice "This is still 200 bucks i’m sure you’ll live"

"What if I don’t ?"

He ignored you and simply sat on the hood of his car.

It felt wrong to sit on the hood of a car that was worth more than all of your belongings put together but if he did it you might as well.

You happily took the glass he was offering you from his hands before he pour down some of the liquid from the wine bottle he just opened

"You’re not going to poison me, are you ?"

"I might" he replied pouring himself a glass

"Cheers" you said, both at the same time.

Scaramouche took a small sip while you downed your whole glass in a matter of seconds

"Not even appreciating the taste, jesus"

Silence fell onto the both of you, a comfortable one.

You let your head fall onto his shoulder, closing your eyes, almost drifting off the sleep before adding quietly

"I really wanted you to like me, Kuni"

He didn’t speak but you knew he heard you.

Your eyes opened once again when you felt his head on top of yours, both of your bodies being warmed up by the other’s

You stayed like that for hours that felt like minutes. Staring at the sun hiding from your view for the day, the orange aspect of the sky adding a little something to the already perfect evening.

Your heart was beating fast and you hoped that Scaramouche’s was too.

After countless of small meaningless conversations, it was sadly time to go home

-★-

You yawned

"I’m so tired"

"We’re almost there, don’t worry."

10:36

You could see the familiar lights and building of your town and it felt bittersweet.

You didn’t really want the day to end yet.

Even though you barely did anything, you felt awfully close to him and you liked that feeling.

The car stopped and you knew that it meant you arrived at the front of your apartment but you still checked outside hoping that maybe you were wrong.

You weren’t.

You could see the windows of your living room from there and it felt like they were mocking you.

You stepped out of the car, legs almost giving out because of how long you spent sitting.

Scaramouche was still in the car, hands on the steering wheel and he looked like he was more than read to leave.

The window from the driver seat was opened so you leaned in to be heard better

"Today was fun, we should do that again"

"Yeah."

"Well then, goodnight."

"What ? You aren’t claiming the hundreds of dollars worth of clothes in my backseat ?"

The grin on his face made you want to slap him but you simply sighed.

He got out of the car and gave you your(his) purchases

"You’re being awfully gentlemanly tonight"

"I’m always like that"

You faked a cough

"Well-"

His lips suddenly crashed on yours, unexpectedly and they tasted like cherry.

His sudden kiss made you gasp and he used the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth

You closed your eyes letting him explore your mouth all he wanted, letting a few moans and whimpers here and there.

Before you even had the chance to grab him he cruelly pulled away panting slightly before leaving a soft peck on your now swollen lips.

Your face was burning up and it was hard to catch your breath but you still managed to whisper

"What… What was that…?"

"The kiss i owed you. It’s a little late though so I apologise.

He planted another kiss on your lips and barely pulled away before whispering

"Have a good night, Y/N"

And with that, he turned around, got into his car and drove away. Leaving you frozen and speechless on your own doorstep.

Extras!

My friend said "we better kiss or i’ll throw hands" and i had to act like i wasn’t sure it was so hard i wanted to say it so bad

We did kiss i hope you guys are finally happy 😞

Uh next chapter not so happy it’s not angst but it’s frustrating

I’m writing those notes on the 17th i haven’t even finished chapter 26

Oh em gee Bojack Horseman reference

Why are kissing scenes so embarrassing to write omg

No proofreading we die like men

Went to sleep at 8am just for you guys ughh i have to be awake in 4hrs why do i do this to myself

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[annie115]

The right rhythm (LN4 x Dancer!Reader)

Summary: Lando joined his friends to a dance off and couldn´t keep his eyes off one particular dancer..

Warnings: none, just fluff :)

A/n: I´m currently in love with watching dance off´s on Youtube so this is just a blurb idea I had :) Let me know if you like it! :)

To the rhythm

It was race week in Silverstone, UK. The drivers were already at the track on Wednesday, since Thursday´s were usually media days. It was lunch time and some of the drivers were having lunch together. Charles took a bite of his chicken ceasar salad before looking up. “Alex do you have your PlayStation with you? We could play Fifa or something tonight, all together”, he suggested and George and Lando excitingly agreed. Alex shook his head. “I have it with me but me and Lily are going to London this afternoon”, he answered and Lando frowned. “London? It´s like three hours away what do you want there?” he asked and Lily, Alex girlfriend, scoffed. “Oh my god! Lando you don’t know?” she asked playfully disappointed which made Lando frown even more. Lily chuckled.

“World of the dances takes place in London tonight. It´s the final of my favourite dance show and my favourite dance crew happens to be there. I´m so excited!” Her eyes were glowing from happiness. Alex wasn’t so excited but he would of course join his girlfriend. “Hey, why don’t you come with us?” he asked the group. Charles, Lando and George looked at each other. Finally, Charles spoke up. “I don’t know, we don’t even have tickets. And I´ve never been to a dance show.” “It´s so fun! Really, it´s such a vibe you just have to experience it once! And I´m sure there are still tickets available”, Lily interrupted him. “Also, a friend of mine dances there so I´m sure I can get more tickets anyway.” Alex smiled, he would like the guys to come with him. “You know what? I´m in”, Lando suddenly said and smiled. “I´ve also never been to this kind of thing but I suppose it´s fun”. The others agreed and so a few hours later they made their way to the English capital.

Since George took Carmen with him they drove to London with two cars. Charles´ Ferrari and Alex Mercedes. The drive was fun, the drivers enjoyed to spend time together besides from racing. When they arrived the location where the show should take place they stunned. A lot of people were gathering around the arena and Lando raised an eyebrow. “I´m sorry but I would have never thought that so many people are interested in dancing”, he said and Lily laughed. “Lando, what exactly do you think this is? Like what kind of dance?” she asked and Lando thought about it. “Isn´t it like pair dance?” he asked and Lily burst out in laughter. Alex chuckled and shook his head slightly. “Mate, it´s hip hop and breakdancing. It´s pretty cool, really”, he said and Lando blushed.

The show was about to begin and the drivers were sitting in the front row, thanks to Lily´s connection. Suddenly, everything went dark and the crowd started cheering. All in all, it was extremely loud in the arena, since the fans were screaming and yelling. Lily said that’s normal because the fans were just celebrating and supporting their favourite crews. After a host was saying a few words he introduced the first crew of the night. How Lily explained earlier, every crew can show three dance choreographies, one only with girls, one only with guys and a mixed one.

When her favourite crew came on stage, Lily cheered loudly. Six girls were arriving on stage with big smiles when they heard the crowd. They stood in a formation and started dancing, when the music started. They were dancing to the song “Little Girl Gone” by Chinchilla. They were pretty good, everybody thought so but Lando couldn’t keep his eyes away from one girl in particular. The way she moved her body to the beat and smiled when the drop hit. The way she sometimes sang along, her long brown ponytail was waving to her moves. All girls were wearing wide black sweatpants and white crop tops, with a black jacket. Lando couldn’t stop staring at her. Her body was perfect, he thought. She was not very tall, maybe 5 feet 2. Her boobs had the perfect size and her ass.. juicy and big just like he loved it. Lando swallowed dryly when his brain started to imagine things which weren’t appropriate, since he didn’t even know her. But the way she moved and smiled into the crowd made him feel as if he would’ve never not known her. He didn’t notice how Charles looked to him, smirking like an idiot.

When the dance was over, the girls saluted and smirked before disappearing from stage. Lando swallowed again and grabbed Charles water bottle to take a sip. “Don’t look at me like that” he said and Charles chuckled. The next dances were also incredibly good, but not one could compare to the girls dance.

The last dance was announced and it was the one from Lily´s favourite dance crew, now with every member. About 30 people were entering the stage and Lando was looking for his girl, but he couldn’t spot her.

They were dancing to a mash up, a mix from various songs. When the song “Naughty Girl” from Beyonce came on, his girl was in front again, with a guy. The song was remixed and they were dancing along, moving their bodies to the beat. Lando didn’t like the guy, of course not. He didn’t understand what was going on with him, he didn’t even know her name but he already felt overly  possessive.

The choreography was incredible and everybody stood up, applauding and cheering. It was pretty sure that they´ve won the final and they were hugging each other.

After the show, Lily turned to the boys. “I´d like to say hello to my friend backstage, care to join me?” Charles clapped his hand on Lando´s back. “Of course we do!” he said and laughed while Lando was rolling his eyes. They made their way through a hallway to get behind the stage, where Lily screamed when she saw her friend. To Lando´s disappointment it wasn’t his girl. “You were amazing!!!” Lily screamed and hugged her tightly. They were chatting about this and that, when the dancer looked at the drivers. “It´s so nice to meet you all! Oh my god, my friend is in love with Formula One, I will get her so she can meet you if that’s okay?” she asked and the drivers nodded. “Yeah, sure. Bring her over”, Charles said and smiled, also hoping it was the girl Lando liked. He knew that he had a rough time with girls in the past, he would be happy for him if he met her, especially since he had been so fond of her during the show. Charles had to hide his grin when Lily´s friend came back with exactly that brown haired girl Lando watched on stage.

Lando couldn’t stop looking at her. Her face and her blue eyes were glowing and she blushed a little when she stood in front of the drivers. “Guys, this is y/n”, Lily´s friend introduced her and she smiled. “It´s so nice to meet you, really. I´ve been a Formula One fan since I can remember”, y/n said and Lando´s heart skipped a beat.

Her voice sounded exactly like he imagined it. Sweet but not too high pitched. Y/n looked at the drivers and stopped at Lando, simply because his ocean blue eyes were locked with hers. He quickly ran his hand through his hair and smiled. Everybody around noticed the tension and Lily and her friend chuckled. “Hey, we always go to a pub and have dinner after a show, why don´t you guys join us?” she suddenly said and y/n smiled big. Everybody agreed and the dancers left to change their outfits and to freshen up a little.

“So, Lando. She´s cute huh?” Lily asked and smirked while Lando pressed his lips together. “Yeah”, he stated and blushed a little. “Mate, I´ve never seen you that smitten over somebody. We´ll make sure you sit next to each other”, George laughed.

Just a bit later they were all gathered around a round table in a corner of a pub, ordering some fries, hamburgers and drinks. As promised, the guys managed to have Lando sat down next to y/n who smiled at him. She always thought that he was incredibly good looking and now that she met him she noticed that he was even more adorable. His curls screamed for her attention but she guessed it would be a bit weird to just ask him if she could touch his hair. Everybody was involved in talks so Lando turned to her. “So, when did you start dancing? You were incredible on stage today”, he said and smiled shily. Y/n blushed a little and smiled. “I started when I was twelve, so I´m doing it for like 12 years now. I´m 24”, she said and he smiled. “´99 girlie hm?” he laughed and she chuckled, nodding.

They continued with the small talk and everybody around the table could see the sparks flying between the two of them. “Have you ever been to a race?” Lando asked eventually and y/n shook her head, disappointed. “No, I haven’t. I already wanted to come to the one in Silverstone but the tickets are honestly so expensive-“ she stopped talking, embarrassed of that she just admitted to not have enough money to afford a Grand Prix ticket. Lando tilted his head a little when she blushed. He smiled lightly and took her hand in his. “I think that the tickets are way too expensive, y/n. So you don’t need to be ashamed of not being able to afford it. I actually think most people can´t.” She nodded slowly. “How about I take you to the paddock this weekend?” he asked and smirked, showing her his little gap between his teeth. She had to chuckle and her eyes started to shine again. “Really? I would love that! I mean only if it´s no problem of course”, she said and he laughed. “It would be my pleasure.”

Saturday came and y/n made her way to the paddock entrance. She arrived in Silverstone yesterday and Lily got her the pass so that she wouldn’t have a problem to get in. Lando was already waiting for her and pulled her into a warm hug. “I´m so glad you came”, he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “I can´t believe I´m finally here”, y/n said with a big smile. She followed Lando to his garage, stayed there while he absolved his last practice session. She was so excited when Qualifying started and even more when Lando got fastest lap in Q1. She jumped off her chair and cheered, a few faces looking at her, smiling. It´s been a while since Lando brought a girl to the garage and they were happy seeing him so happy. During the short break between Q1 and Q2 Lando hopped out of the car to head to y/n. “Oh my god, Lan you were flying!” she cheered and he smiled big. “Be my lucky charm for the next round okay?” he asked with a wink before he disappeared again. Y/n couldn’t stop smiling, the butterflies flying around in her stomach. Lando drove out of the garage and managed to be fastest in Q2 again, due to some issues Red Bull and Ferrari seemed to face.

Before Q3 started, a mechanic came up to y/n with a headset. “He wanted you to wear that, so you can hear him in the car”, he said and her eyes widened. She took the headset and put it over her ears. “Be ready for me taking Pole, honey”, Lando whispered and she immediately turned into a tomato, a few engineers around her chuckling from his words.

Y/n bit her nails while Lando was flying over the track, being faster than anybody else. Unfortunately, Max Verstappen was also on a very good lap. This was a matter of a few thousands of a second. Max crossed the finish line, beaming himself up on Pole Position but Lando just turned into the last corner. “Come on, come on!” y/n whispered excitedly and again jumped off when Lando crossed the finish line and put his name on the top of the grid list. “Yes!!!” she yelled and hopped up and down. Lando´s car got pulled into the garage and he stood up, quickly removing his helmet and his balaclava. His eyes were searching for her but she already was storming towards him. “You made it!!” she screamed and hugged him in stormy embrace. He put her face between his hands and smirked. “You really are my lucky charm, hm?” he asked before he pressed his lips on hers.  

[cinemadaydream]

hiiii! can i ask a conrad x reader with smut/friends to lovers?? plssss (and jealousy!conrad)

parings: Conrad Fisher x reader

Warnings: smut, protected sex, fluff

"We should all play chicken" Belly suggest as she finishes her third lap in the pool.

It was one of those rare days this summer where you, Jeremiah, Steven, Belly, and Conrad were all spending time together. Normally Belly was with Cam while Jeremiah and Steven worked at the country club and Conrad and you were always hanging out when he wasn't working with Cleveland. Conrad and you were best friends, had been since you two were little. But you secretly had feelings for him but didn't want to ruin things between you two so you kept quiet.

"I'm down just as long as y/n is my partner." Jeremiah replies to Belly before coming up from behind you and grabbing you by the waist and spinning you around in the water making you erupt in a fit of giggles. He eventually lets you go so you can climb onto his shoulders.

Once you're on Jeremiah's shoulder, you glance over to Conrad who's already staring at you and Jeremiah with a blank expression. You raise your eyebrow at him, but he ignores you and looks away.

"I think I'm going to get out actually, you guys play without me." Conrad says before swimming over to the ladder and stepping out. You watch him dry off and head inside.

"That was weird." Steven mumbles as he helps Belly on to his shoulder. You nod your head in agreement and then you guys start the game.

You and Jeremiah won twice and Belly and Steven once before they all got out to get ready to leave. Belly was going to putt putt with Cam and Jeremiah and Steven were going to a party. Susannah and Laurel were gone, so it would be just you and Conrad home. You decide to shower before quickly getting dressed into Conrads's cousins sweatshirt and shorts and going to his room.

You knock softly on his door. "Can I come in?"

Conrad gets up and opens his door for you, holding it open long enough to let you in and then he shuts the door behind you.

It wasn't your first time in his room, but you could never get used to the comfortable aura his room always gave you. It was neat, he was always good at keeping his room clean. Your favorite part of it was the picture he had of you two when you were both sixteen. It was of you and him at the boardwalk, his arm around your shoulder and he was smiling down at you. You had the same one in your room too. You smiled softly at the picture before turning to look at him. "Everything okay?"

Conrad looks at you and nods his head. "Never better." he says, and I immediately knew he was lying. I shake my head and go to sit next to him on his bed.

"What happened to us not lying to each other?" you ask. You can hear Conrad sigh softly before tugging you down to lay next to him. You happy oblige and turn your body to face his.

"It's stupid." Conrad mumbles leaning his head against yours. You and Conrad were no stranger to cuddling together, but this felt more intimate than that. You felt nervous all of a sudden.

"Try me." you manage to get out. Your head was spinning having him this close to you. It took everything in you to not kiss him.

He sighs again and it feels like eternity before he speaks. "Seeing you on Jeremiah's shoulders pissed me off. I just... I don't know. I know you and I are just friends and I have no right to be jealous, but I couldn't help it."

"Jeremiah is like a brother to me." you reassure him. "The only guy I've ever wanted to be with is you."

You watch as Conrads nervous expression turns into a smile which makes you smile in return. "I really want to kiss you right now," he says.

"Then do it."

His lips touch yours almost immediately. The kiss was sweet and gentle, everything you imagined your first time kissing Conrad would be.

Conrad flips you both to where he's on top of you, holding himself up with one hand as his other one is intertwined with yours. His lips travel down your neck and you can't help but to moan softly when he starts to lightly suck on your sweet spot before returning back to your lips.

"You're so beautiful," Conrad whispers in between soft kisses. "I love seeing you wear my clothes."

"Conrad..." you breathe out, your voice barely above a whisper. You were a flustered mess. You couldn't believe that this was happening, that Conrad was finally yours. And now that you had him, you immediately wanted more.

"I think we should go all the way."

"Are you sure you want to?" Conrad stops kissing you to search your face for any sign that you regretted your words. You didn't at all, you needed him.

You nod your head before telling him yes and this is all he needs before he's back to kissing you, this time the kisses aren't as gentle as the first ones. they were sloppy, both of you trying to convey years of pinning for the other in just one kiss.

"Tell me if you want to stop and we will, okay?" Conrad reassures. You mumble out a soft okay.

You watch as he sits up, quickly taking his shirt off before coming leaning back down to help you with yours. You didn't have a bra on, so your chest was bare.

You watch Conrad's facial expression, suddenly nervous about being so exposed in front of him. "So damn perfect." he says and suddenly your nervousness was at ease. He always was good at saying the right things.

Conrad kisses your lips once again, but this time he makes his way down your body kissing and licking your neck and collarbones before reaching your boobs. You moan when he licks and sucks on your left nipple while softly squeezing the other one. He repeats his actions with the other one and you were already such a moaning mess for him.

He grins softly up at you before continuing to kiss down your body again until he's finally down there and your breathing hitches in your throat when he places a soft kiss on your clit. "Already so wet for me." he says, and you blush hard.

Your hips buck off of the bed whenever his mouth is on you fully, and he softly pushes your thighs back on to the bed and holds them in place. You can barely think straight as Conrad sucks and licks your clit before he enters two of his fingers slowly inside of you.

You moan loudly, your hands finding their way into Conrads's hair and tugging slightly causing him to groan. The vibrations sent shocks through your body, and you knew you were already close. "I'm going to cum." you manage to get out. He quickens his pace on you, his finger entering you faster and his tongue quickening at a godly speed. Your grip in his hair tightens and you see stars as your orgasm quickly approaches. Conrad licks your mess up making your legs shake at the sensitivity.

You lay there catching your breath as Conrad climbs back up to you, kissing you softly before reaching over to grab a condom.

"If I hurt you or do anything that doesn't feel good to you, stop me. I just want you to feel good." Conrad says. You smile softly at him and nod.

You lower your eyes and watch as Conrad puts the condom on before he lines himself up with your entrance, slowly pushing himself into you. You both moan at the feeling of him inside you. He stills his movement so you can adjust to his size and so he doesn't cum too fast. He didn't think he had ever been so turned on in his life.

Conrad pulls out of you at an agonizingly slow, making you desperate for more.

"Con-Conrad." you splutter. "More, please." He pulls back enough to where his tip is the only thing inside of you before he roughly slams inside of you. You moan out his name loudly, thankful no one was home or you two would have been caught.

He thrust in and out of you, both of you whimpering and moaning. Conrad can't keep his eyes off of you, you were a panting, beautiful mess and he was struggling not to cum right then and there at the sight of you.

Conrad kisses you hard, his tongue sliding in your mouth as his thrust continue the same quick pace. He was everywhere all at once and you felt like you would combust. Conrad slides his hand down your body before he starts making circular motions on your clit. Your second orgasm already approaching fast.

"I'm close again," you tell him, but he already knew. He could feel you clinching hard against his cock, and it was a struggle for him not to finish, but he needed to give you another orgasm first. His fingers move faster on your clit and you're back to moaning his name again. It sounded like pure heaven to Conrad.

"Cum with me, baby." Conrad groans. You wrap your legs tightly around him, wrapping your arms around his back as Conrad starts to thrust up deeper inside you hitting your g-spot.

"Fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming." you manage out, your voice barely audible as your orgasm hits you. Without realizing, your hands scratch down Conrad's back causing him to groan.

The feeling of you cumming and scratching his back was too much for Conrad, he immediately cums right after you with a loud moan.

Conrad gives you one last kiss before he collapses on top of you, careful not to hurt you. You both take a moment to let your breathing return to normal before he slowly pulls out of you and takes the condom off and tosses it into the trash.

You get dressed and watch as he lays back down on his bed after getting dressed too, he lays next to you, pulling you down onto his chest. There was a comfortable silence between the two of you, both of you taking what you two just did in. You two were basking in happiness.

"You're the only one I've wanted to be with too, by the way." Conrad says breaking the silence. "I'm sorry I got jealous."

You look up at him and laugh. "If this happens when you're jealous, you should be jealous more often."

Conrad laughs too before planting a soft kiss on the top of your head. You both end up falling asleep in each other's arms happier than ever that you two finally are together.

[neuroprincess]

LuLu Goes to Daycare - Melissa Schemmenti/Female Reader

Melissa Schemmenti/Female Reader

Summary: Melissa doesn't want to do it, Y/N denies being worried and both moms don't know how to deal with their baby's first day at daycare.

Classification: Domestic fluff

Warnings: None

Word count: +3000

Note: I know that the post with Ava won the poll, but I've been in hospital twice this week, had injections in hips and spent days unconscious due to medication, after all that I just wanted to write a bit of family comfort. The next post will be about Ava, as soon as I get better ^^

Unrevised

With a hand to her face to protect against the sun, Melissa lets out a long sigh and looks at the colorful entrance. Parents carrying their little ones pass her by, most of them with big smiles and excited about the start of another school year. She herself is excited, misses her children and work routine, but feeling the opposite at the mere thought of leaving Luca at daycare. The baby's babbling brings her out of trance, his little feet tapping against the seat cushion in agitation, caught up in everything that's happening around him.  

"Ready for this, darling?" Y/N asks her wife, working hard at getting the little boy out of the car seat. 

She nods, not a sincere answer, there's an unpleasant feeling in the pit of the stomach, the same as when doing something difficult, a challenge or the one that haunts everyone when doing something for the first time. Despite all the insecurities and even a little fear, she wants to pass on some kind of confidence to her little family in this big step.  

"LuLu looks so handsome." the younger whispers, straightening his clothes once she has managed to get him out of the equipment, a yellow dungaree and cotton T-shirt have been chosen, shoes have long since been thrown in the air "I think he's a bit hot."  

"Fever?" they look at each other in alarm and soon they're both standing over their son checking his temperature with the back of their hand, then with the thermometer just in case "I don't know whether to laugh or cry, we've been working with children for years and now we look like two complete laymen."  

"Aren't we looking for excuses?" the reluctance hits Y/N, she's never been separated from him for more than a few hours and now she'll have to spend the whole day without being by her chubby side. The couple stare for a few seconds, reflecting, in the end deciding to cover up how emotionally drained they really are by this "Nah." they say in unison.  

"The gate will close soon, let's take our tesoro." the redhead leaves the car, turns around to open the door, stretches out the arms to take Luca on her lap, can't resist showering his rosy cheeks with kisses and getting the cutest giggles out of him, little teeth showing "Time passes so quickly, just yesterday he looked like a plucked chicken and today he's a little prince."  

"Did you just compare our son to a plucked chicken?" incredulous, the girl closes the car door and holds back a laugh, stuck in the back of her throat, making her cough dryly.  

"And I lied?"  

Y/N rolls her eyes, kissing the boy on the forehead, admiring every tiny detail of him, from rust-colored hair to the freckles he seems to have inherited from the Schemmenti, simple but still present on his snub nose and chubby little arms. When he arrived, he was very small, large for a premature baby, gradually taking on his mother's features, personality and appearance. A little human about to begin a new stage.  

The path from the entrance to the classroom door is tortuous, not even the photos of children having fun reassure them, the corridor is full of them, playing in the playground, using paints, dressed up, dancing, among other clearly fun activities.  

"Excited, bambino?" the eldest asks, lifting him up so that they're face to face, hopefully expecting LuLu to deny it and give a reason to turn around, but he nods in the affirmative with a cheeky smile "Sure?" he nods again, jumping up and down with excitement "Amore mio, I don't think he understands and leaving him here could probably make our baby feel abandoned, cause trauma..."  

"But almost all children go to daycare and are fine, LuLu is smart, loves socializing and learns quickly." Y/N says calmly, more to herself than anything else, fingers stroking the thick curls of the boy who is now oblivious to the conversation, concentrating on the movement around "And he's your copy, which means he'll do well. Don't you agree, darling?" 

Melissa sighs and fights the impulse to snort at her wife, who knows how to pull all her strings and hit her in the right places. Knowing that she can't resist her charms, she decides to give in, only agreeing in a grumpy whisper. Stubbornness is a family heirloom. Pride too.  

"Time to go, big boy." she announces to the baby, who giggles at the two of them, arms waving as if he understands everything that's being said "Okay, keep it up and maybe you'll give Mama Mel some courage." the redhead whispers last, taking the first steps into the nightmare.  

Disgusted, she finds the designated room more than quickly, the pair of teachers at the door waiting for their fellow little angels to appear. Melissa shamelessly tries to see more of what's going on behind the doors, where many of the crawling babies are playing on the carpet. She can't hold back a smile realizing that although she isn't a paragon of stature herself, their son is by far one of the biggest babies in the daycare, not least because he already stands out with cute big cheeks and rust-colored hair that's starting to curl at the ends.   

Y/N hands the baby bag over to one of the teachers and joins her family, now visibly fearful, all the insecurities she tried to keep to herself and ended up brushing under the carpet come to the surface in a matter of seconds. What if he doesn't adapt? Because he's an only child and relatively spoiled, he ends up fighting with one of his classmates over a toy? Or if they hurt him? If there are other children with their first teeth looking for something soft to bite and why not little Schemmenti's chubby arms?  

"...please don't forget to put the yellow blanket over his face when he goes to lie down, Luca can only fall asleep with this one." the younger gives the last instructions from the short list of quirks that come in their son's handbook.  

"Right..." the teacher murmurs in disbelief, having learned that she would have two parents who are professionals in the same field, she thought it would make the process much easier, only to discover that it was quite the opposite "Now, if you'll excuse me..." she nods and tries to escape, pretending that someone is calling her, only to be intercepted on the way by the other mother lion and her dozens of extremely specific questions.  

After a few minutes and many kisses, the two moms leave the building with empty arms and hearts sunk with the terrible feeling of not being close to their little boy. For eight months carrying him and for another ten they kept him only to themselves, attached by the hips, having never spent more than a prolonged nap equivalent to a romantic dinner away. They stop for a few seconds in front of the car, ideas running through their heads and none of them believing that everything is going to be all right, anxiety hitting hard.  

"You know..." they say in unison, thinking of excuses to get rid of each other.  

"I need a new laptop charger and we passed a store a block away." Y/N starts, slurring a few words, and points in the opposite direction "You go ahead, I'll take a uber later."  

"All right, Barb just texted me to give her a ride." Melissa smiles, as if destiny were helping her "See you in Abbott, take care, cara mia." and approaches, placing a chaste kiss on the lips of her wife, no idea that she has plans of her own.  

Half a block away and the car parked on the other street, they both sneak into the daycare, taking advantage of the movement of some late families to sneak in. Melissa gained access to the garden next to the classroom by convincing a member of staff that she had lost her earring in the grass, while Y/N managed to get past everyone to the door without attracting attention.  

When the corridor empties, she approaches the glass, eyes instinctively searching for her son and soon finds the boy crawling across the carpet with the others, a dozen toys scattered around them. It doesn't take long for LuLu to find something colorful and eye-catching to put in his mouth, something he's been doing frequently since the first teeth appeared, swallowing all the unknown microscopic germs that cause chills in Y/N, as in Melissa, jaws open in disbelief as no teacher stops the scene.   

"No, no, no!" the youngest whispers, wishing that mental begging could intervene. 

On the other side, the redhead is in the same state, her face pressed against the window to get a better view and equally shocked. They knew this moment would come and, no matter much planning and preparation, it's still hard to face your firstborn's first day. He's so curious, cheerful, full of life and can inspire anyone nearby, so spirited and brave that he doesn't even seem to mind being away from home and his moms' presence. This brings a genuine smile to Melissa's face, for her everything seems like a dream and she has the impression that she might wake up without everything she has achieved. After a collection of failed relationships, she has found the woman of her life, motherhood, which had been put aside for many years, has come naturally and a son she never imagined she would have before is now cradled in her arms every night, also giving her wet kisses and the most sincere affection in the world. After all the new world her little family has presented her with, the fruit of their love is growing incredibly fast and giving her new challenges. This is another one of them, to leave him for a few hours longer, to trust the precious life of their bambino in the hands of complete strangers.  

"What?" her eyes widen as she turns towards the door and finds her wife's unmistakable face stuck in the glass, staring at the whole scene "Amore mio!" she whispers, waiting for the girl to turn around and finally realize that she is there.  

Torturously long seconds pass before their gazes meet, the two of them not knowing exactly how to react, as if they had been caught in the act of committing a crime.   

"What the hell are you doing there?" she mimes with lips, pointing in her direction.  

"Looking after our son!" Y/N tries to defend herself, reading lips and miming too.  

"Did they let you in?" she is outraged, because she had to make up a huge excuse just to get into the garden.  

"Of course! I pretended to be a teacher..." she begins to explain and gestures pointing to herself, then to the corridor "And they let me stay here. It's dangerous..."  

"I know! Anyone can get in."   

They start a short conversation through the windows, even though they can't hear each other, they understand well after years of living together, it's easy to know what they're talking. So entertained, they barely notice that the teachers stare at them in surprise and just wait for them to finish their conversation before intervening, which takes a while. The couple begin to explain detail by detail how they got to where they are and then how LuLu can get sick in the very first week.  

"Excuse me!" one of them says loudly, close to a shout, and draws both of their attention to herself, faces flushed with embarrassment "Headmistress's office, now!" the teacher points to the door and snorts, disbelieving what she has just witnessed.  

Melissa can't help but roll her eyes and laugh at her wife's frightened expression as she heads towards the office, walking at a quick pace to avoid the woman who is walking behind her at a brisk and irritated pace. Back in her school days, when she used to get into so much trouble that at one point her parents didn't even care, she finds herself in front of a headmistress/principal with arms folded and not knowing what to do. It's a more than unusual situation in her years in the profession, there have been worried parents before, the kind who call repeatedly or send special porridge for fear that their babies won't eat properly, but they've never had one, in this case two at once, keeping an eye on what happens in the daycare and so blatantly.  

"Mrs. and Mrs. Schemmenti, would you like to explain to us what you were doing?"  

"Well..." the redhead mumbles, unsure exactly how to follow and for the first time stutters when explaining something "I... We, my wife and I... We're first-time moms and we really struggled to have our bambino, although we know you have incredible professionals... Well, I guess that's it, first-time mom panic..."  

"And a bit overprotective." Y/N adds, swallowing the lump in her throat "Okay, very overprotective." 

"Admitting it is always the first step." the headmistress says wryly and clasps hands together on the desk "But you know the rules here, you signed a contract..."  

"We swear it's an isolated situation and will never happen again." the eldest intervenes, feeling guilty, she was the one who was the most negative and full of worries about Luca joining the daycare, if it was entirely her choice she would have kept her family at home and safe "We were just very nervous and worried about him adapting, tesoro can be a bit of a difficult baby to deal with..."  

"Stubborn..."  

"Clever..."  

"And he doesn't know when to stop eating."  

 "That's true! Remember the time he ate half the parmigiana on my plate? I felt so proud..."  

"Your face said everything, it was so beautiful to watch. He's inherited your good appetite, that's for sure."  

The headmistress coughs falsely, bringing them back to the subject, letting a smile slip. 

"It's hard when it's our turn, isn't it?" she asks rhetorically "We hope that we can have your vote of confidence to look after little Luca. I know it's a new phase of adaptation that can be really hard, both for him and for you, but we really need your cooperation."  

"If it'll put your minds at ease, we can send a photo... or photos, we usually register all the activities and share them." the teacher suggests, softening a little "And you know that you can pick him up early, right?" 

They nod, feeling even more embarrassed, at the same time good about the understanding they are receiving and the alternatives given.  

"Thank you for your patience, we swear this won't happen again." the younger promises, smiling shyly "We'll follow the rules perfectly."  

"I'll take your word for it. You're free to go, Mrs. Schemmenti!"  

With tails between legs, the couple leave, without the courage to look each other in the eye after the scolding. Guilt gnaws at them too, not for sneaking off to watch LuLu, but for lying, something they never do and hate having to do. Melissa sighs as she approaches the car, bringing a hand up to her wife's, interlacing their fingers and carefully pushing her against the door, face to face.  

"I'm feeling like a rebellious teenager." she jokes, tone low, playful smirk not reaching her eyes "How are you?"  

"You know I was a good student." Y/N retorts, the fun of their relationship is the differences that only improve the dynamic "Darling, are you really okay?"  

"Would it be wrong or annoying for me to say that I'm still worried?" the woman bites her lip and looks away, feeling incredibly vulnerable "Now our little boy is being looked after by someone other than us and I don't have a manual for that..."  

"Hey, hey, it's okay, none of this is wrong or annoying, you're very attached and being away like this is a big step to take."   

The woman smiles weakly and moves closer, letting herself be enveloped in warm comfortable arms, feeling the sweet perfume, soft hands caressing her back and the voice that calms her in the midst of a hurricane of chaos, so she feels confident and safe for the first time all day, maybe all week.  

"Thank you for always understanding and loving me."  

"It's nothing more than my duty as your wife, darling." Y/N jokes and kisses her forehead, moving down to place a quick kiss on the lips "You know, I was trying to think of positive sides and what do you think of this one? Three extra hours we have after work, just to..."  

"But I want to pick him up the second we leave Abbott." the redhead says back and unlocks the door of the vehicle, opening it for the younger to get in.  

"I don't think you understand..."  

"Yes, I do, amore mio." and practically pushes her into the passenger seat, kissing the flushed cheeks and barely noticing the confused expression on her face "I wonder if there's a store nearby that sells micro cameras? We could put them in his bag."  

Mel gets into the driver's seat and begins to ramble off crazy ideas, which seem more like surveillance strategies than mere maternal concerns. While she pours out these plans, Y/N just shakes her head negatively, holding back a laugh. It's not usual to see Melissa Ann Caterina Schemmenti, the tough and fearless one, shed her posture like this, but when it involves her family and, especially, her son, she turns into a ferocious, somewhat irrational and very emotional lioness. It's a side that rarely emerges and, when it does, is compared to a natural event - beautiful to watch and potentially dangerous.  

"Am I thinking too much and overreacting again?" she stops rambling and asks, already knowing the answer.  

"Just a little. Come on, once we get to work, I'll make you some tea to calm you down."  

"Thank you, Principessa."  

"And no running off during class to see LuLu."  

"Hypocrite!" 

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r/relationship advice: u/bunnydad920

TLDR: My brother's boyfriend is cheating with their best friend and I don't know if I should tell my brother or not (because I don't know who is the boyfriend and who is the best friend)

My brother, X(32M), is the kindest, warmest, and brightest person I know, and he deserves the very best. Growing up, X had 2 friends. M(32M) was the son of a family friend who grew up with my brother. Then, in high school, they had Y (32M) join them. They have been inseparable so far. They work in similar fields. Brother gets boxing lessons from X, and he also teaches Y to play piano. So they spend considerable time outside of work with each other. I myself have never noticed anything out of the ordinary, but I will be the first one to admit that I am not the most observing man on the planet.

The first thing that I remember was odd was last year. I just got recently married, and I was showing our old family photo albums to my husband. In the background of one old photo from my brother's university days, there was a young man standing with his face hidden in the shadows and only his bare upper body visible. Brother was very quick to recognise him as M. When we were in bed, my husband joked that brother must be really close to M to recognise him just by his abs!

Then, recently, we were having a discussion about chicken pox and how we all seem to have it. Brother mentioned in the passing that Y was the only person he knew who never had chicken pox. My husband jokingly said he thought he remembered Y having chicken pox and passing it to a cousin of his. At least, that's what the cousin complained of. (Y has complicated family relationships). Well, brother was adamant that Y never had chicken pox. He said he had seen Y's body, and he definitely has no scar of chicken pox. My husband quickly caught my eyes before changing the subject.

My husband and I believe brother is dating one of his best friends. I think it's M, but my husband bets his last 5 cents that he is dating Y. But that is not the issue. Brother can come out when he is comfortable. Our family is pretty progressive, so there is nothing to worry from that side.

Here's the problem, though. I took my husband to a nightclub last night, and we saw M and Y in the parking lot, in a parked car, kissing very passionately. They did not see us. I think we should talk to my brother and let him know that, well, either M or Y is cheating on him, with his best friend none the less. But my husband is arguing that we don't even know for sure if brother is actually dating one of them. I am so confused. This is not a discussion I want to have with him, not 2 days before the new year! Please advise.

Edit: We have come to an agreement that brother deserves to know. We will talk to him tomorrow.

Edit 2: Okay, so brother already knows about them. And that's how I came to know about poly relationships. I can't even pretend to understand how that works, but it is working for them? So, I guess that's that. Thanks for all your kind words and support.

Edit 3: To the person who has been incessantly dm-ing me about starting a poly relationship with me and my husband, the answer is no! Never in a thousand years! If you even raise your eyes to look at my husband, I am coming for your life!

I am de-activating this account to avoid further harassment.

[peachjagiya]

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“also it’s been a couple of years that he haven’t spent too much time together except from work schedule. but the two of them were enjoying themselves without me, going to movies, concerts, skiing, private villas, playing games at home or eating home cooked meals, or doing video calls in between. “

I would be too embarrassed to type this if i were you because taekook had to wait until Jimin was busy with his album to do all these things while Jikook did all these for years even though Tae was right there.

Wasn’t Tae right there when Jk choose to go hang out with Jimin at night? Jk even knew Tae wanted someone to come help with his Live but he still stopped Jimin from going. Wasn’t Tae right there when Jk was traveling with Jimin, going to movies with him, going ice skating with him, going shopping with him, going to excape rooms with him, going bowling with him, going to karaokes with him etc? Wasn’t tae right there when Jk chose to hang with Jimin and his friends on white day? Wasn’t tae right there when Jk went to hangout with Jimin, hobi and Her in 2022? Wasn’t Tae right there when Jk chose to be with Jimin at 4am on his birthday? Tae was always there yet for years we only ever saw Jk with Jimin almost everywhere and then the first time we started seeing Taekook together alot was the one time Jimin had moved in with his producer for 10 months to work on his album. Did y’all ever stop to ask yourselves why we only saw taekook hang out the most we ever saw in all their years of being BTS only when they were the only two not busy and Jimin had alot on his hands? Even Namjoon said on Live that Jimin was always busy hence they couldn’t meet up much and now we know from the last bangtan bomb that he was working on two albums at once plus onlike Tae, how many times did we see Jimin hangout with pple anyway? We know he sometimes played online games with Hobi, and we went out to eat with suga b4 he enlisted and went to a museum with RM, and went to visit Jin with Hobi. How many times did u see him out and about? Didn’t you hear suga ask him what he does when he isn’t working and he said he just stays home and watches movies? So how tf do you know him and Jk didn’t spend time at home? Do u think all hangouts must be going to musicals or premieres? How would u know if Jk and Jimin ordered chicken and bear and ate at home while watching movies? If Jimin didn’t tell us how much time Jk was spending in his room while they were in LA wouldn’t u have sworn they didn’t hang out because their hangouts weren’t public? We only got to know Jimin, tae and Jk were at Jeju together because of Tae and not because Jimin or Jk ran to announce to us, we only knew Vmin were going to hangout with Jk that one time because tae started a live, would we have known otherwise? So they hung out and according to Jk even went out but no one spotted them and we only knew they even went out because Jk told someone on one of his fan calls. Besides , i wonder how Jimin kept singing “peuriri” to Jk so much that Jk was worried he was going to sing it on stage if they never saw each other. I wonder how two people who don’t care to see each other except when working planned, applied and enlisted together as buddies where they will see each other everyday for 18 months when they could have just enlisted separately. The facts just never go with your delusions.

If you really think that Jk and Jimin don’t care about each other that much yet Jk sits his ass down to watch Jm content for over an hour, makes sure to keep up with and publicly support his album more than he did for anyone else including his “boyfriend”, asks Jimin to let him come over for a Live and shower, and enlists with him when he could enlist alone, then u must think Jk is the shittiest person alive.

Y’all constantly pick and choose what to drag jikook with every time opportunity presents itself but when Jk does something that shows how obviously he loves and cares about Jimin, you go back to “they are bestfriends” that’s all. But the next moment, u are debunking Jikook by saying how Jk doesn’t even care to save Jimin’s number (which isn’t true btw) or you are talking about Jk ignoring Jimin at a concert, or talking about Jk not knowing where Jimin’s tattoo is. If this things really happened the way you said, then Jk doesn’t like Jimin and you know damn well that Jk wouldn’t pack his ass there watching someone he doesn’t like don’t you? You know he wouldn’t keep up with everything Jimin did in chapter two if he didn’t like him don’t you.? You know he can’t concentrate on anything he doesn’t like yet he sat there watching Jimin and asking fans not to comment.

It’s also funny how u list all these things taekook did and even added somethings we have no context of because that is what taekookers are good at. Taekook did a tiktok at paradise hotel. How does that translate to them spending time there? You literally only know that they were there but u don’t know why they were there and who they were there with. Same thing y’all did with atomix which blew up in ur faces. Seeing a single picture and making a whole date outta it.

All these things you named that taekook did together in chapter two, how many of those did they do while they were alone? So they carry tae’s wooga to every date they go on? How many of those do we know that ended with them both going back to their houses or one of them being left alone at a ski resort? Here you are bragging about Jk hanging out with Tae and his friends like normal friends do and to you this means more than finding out that while these two don’t seem to care about spending any alone time together because there is almost someone with them whenever we know that they hungout, we know that Jk almost always is with Jimin alone and mostly in private when we find out that they were together. What is groundbreaking about Jk playing games with Tae and his friends in his house? Yes that is proof of a relationship as if they haven’t been bandmates for over a decade and didn’t live together for most of that time. Even when we see Tae in Jk’s house, we have Hobi right there, at one of these concerts u are boasting about, Jk sat behind with a bighit staff while Tae sat together with Hyunsik and even at the end of the concert we saw tae and hyunsik way ahead walking away while Jk was skipping behind with staff💀. How romantic. I wouldn’t brag about outings that always happened with 50 other people present in public and that ended with Jk and tae not even going back to spend some alone time together after that because we know for sure that they went their separate ways after hanging out in public.

Also if i were you, i would seriously question why the most we got to see taekook hangout together in almost 10 years was in that one moment where it was convinient because neither of us was doing anything or much of anything, and the person everyone has seen Jk hang out with for years (not just a period of time) was kinda not available because he was working on his album. Immediately taekook both got busy with their individual work, we stopped seeing the monthly outings altogether but we still all saw them hanging out with their separate friends. If this doesn’t tell y’all that those outtings were out of convinience and opportunity, nothing will.

Everyday taekookers sit and call other shippers jokers and mock them for not seeing how clearly Jk is with Tae because you know, “can’t you see how he packed his ass on Tae’s laps infront 50000 people” or can’t you see how he was hugging Tae instead of Jimin during the love song at Harry styles concert” and that is how i know that you lot do not bother to look beyond the side of the picture that fits your narrative. It is so groundbreaking to you that Jk sat on Tae’s laps as if we haven’t seen bts members hitting each other in the balls all the dam time, as if we haven’t seen them all cuddling, as if we havent seen Jk cuddling Hobi with his knee on Hobi’s damn crotch. What is new about Jk sitting on a members laps? Are y’all new here? And to the person in the replies talkinga bout taekook doing a naked facetime call. Yes it was so private to them ad that is why Tae shared it on his instagram with 60+ million pple. He didn’t mind the rest of us seeing his boyfriend’s very private boobies too. I guess we should arrest Jin for going to squeeze on Tae’s boyfriend’s nipples to wake him up from bed. I guess it was an abomination that Jk and Jimin took a picture where they were both shirtless with Jimin’s hands on Jk’s body. I’m sure tae was PISSED! “jimin, how dare you touch what is mine”!!!!! Acting like boys are not almost always shirtless anyways. Y’all don’t have brothers or male friends in your lives? We have heard so many times that Jimin is always naked down to his underwear when ever he is in the comfort of his home, hell they even spoke about it being Jimin’s default on that Vminkookhope Live in 2022 so what u should really be worried about if u think Tae and facetiming with tits out is an issue, worry about what might be going on in that room that Jk goes to know at 1am with a Jimin who is most probably only in his underwear or maybe even naked. And worry about the fact that this is the person Jk has chose to spend “most” of his nights with. You know, a person whose default is nakedness and mostly only always has his underwear on. That is what u should really be worrying about.

I also really wonder how Jk feels about Tae laying in bed “naked” with his wooga friends all untop of him and mind you, this is someone who has said he does not like someone else peeling perilla leaves off for his s/o but u think he will be ok with Tae laying there shirtless while having a bunch of men on him, and taekookers screaming about Taekook wearing the same shirt like please, if i were you, i will worry more about Tae and his wooga friends. He was matching hoodies or Jackets with Hyunsik while they were driving together, he let one of them stay in his house for months, while he didn’t bother to go see Jk on his birthday, he made sure to be there for wooshiks. Y’all arw screaming about seeing taekook do a tiktok at paradise, when we started seeing tae with his friends at paradise since 2019😭😭😭. How many trips has he gone on with them? Even on his last day as a civilian, he was with them and only got up in the morning to catch up with Jk on a face time call. While he is away in the military his wooga squad have access to his home. In 2019, he chose to spend his vacation time travelling with his wooga squad while he didn’t even bother to see his own boyfriend on his birthday. I can get that maybe he wanted to spend time with his friends, that is normal but even on Jk’s birthday he didn’t even bother to be there?

Look, as time goes on, relationships change and evolve or devolve and there is a good possibility that Jikook were just not in the same place during the solo era but taekook probably spending more time together than jikook did will never mean that taekook is real and Jikook wasn’t. This is something y’all don’t seem to understand. Looking at taekook’s past, there is nothing in it that could point to them being a couple isn’t that why y’all were always complaining about taekook being hidden or being “privet” because you literally almost never saw them together and more than not seeing them together, they themselves confirmed not being together at important moments. The only thing y’all had to backup ur ship was the over analyzed slowed down videos on youtubed portraying their “jealousy” or “sexual tension” or straight up lying about hangouts or meetups even though they themselves literally always debunked y’all. It is so weird that these are two pple u claim to bias but you don’t understand their dynamic which is the same as it has always been since the damn beginning. Y’al l are the ones still shocked by the fact that taekook are the touchy two. You are the ones still screaming about taekook sharing songs as if in a group of friends some pairs tend to relate to or bond with certain things more than others. Taekook have always bonded with music and Jk has always bonded with Jimin in their shared time together on most nights. We know this and even the members know this and that is why you didn’t hear hobi say “Tae and Jk always stay up together” he said “Jimin and Jungkook always stay up together” and he should know. He knows them personally, you don’t.

Jimin bonds with namjoon very differently and that is who he has the most mature conversations with. He bonds with Suga in a different way as he considers Suga someone he looks up to as it was Suga who encouraged him that he had all it took to become an idol when he doubted himself. Hobi is like his best friend whom he goofs around with and also spends alot of time with and Hobi is probably the one who knows all of Jimin’s secrets. Jk bonds with RM in a very different way too and looks up to him. Hobi to his is like a bro whom he adores and also looks up to. He respects Suga and is also a huge fan of his work and thinks Suga’s opinion on his art is valuable. Jin is to him like a big brother and those two have the most uber realistic sibling dynamic. My point is, all these boys have different dynamics and relate to each other in very different ways so ofcourse there arw certain thing Jk will prefer doing with Tae over Jimin and vice versa. He doesn’t have to think Jimin is the best at everything for Jimin to be his boyfriend or he doesn’t have to want to go show his song to Jimin first for Jimin to be his boyfriend and judging from the fact that it wasn’t tae who heard his song 3D first, they probably don’t care too much about who hears it first. Maybe it is just familiar to let tae hear it first because that it what they have always done and that doesn’t in anyway mean what you think it does😭😭😭😭 cuz if it was that important to them, Suga and RM wouldn’t have heard 3d first and Hobi wouldn’t have been the one who heard Tae’s first album first would he?

Why. Are. You. Here. Do you get any joy out of being here? Like, why are you doing this? I don't agree with your assessment. A fair few people who comment here don't agree with your assessment. Does it feel like a place you're going to be happy in? You clearly read the comments and get irate about being called a joker. Why not go find jikook spaces? Why are you bothering?

But I'll bite:

You want to talk about times they were all available to hang out? JK arriving with Tae to Yoongi's show, not saying hello to Jimin, then going home with Tae. How about that?

You want to talk about Wooga? How come JK invites Woogas to his party but not Taemin or any of Jimin's friends?

Or despite the fact we've caught JK seemingly lying about knowing where Tae was at Inkigayo, you take them all at their word, right?

Jimin himself stated he saw/spoke with Yoongi and Hobi most. Why would he lie, you say? But according to you, it must be true cos they couldn't possibly be just saying stuff or exaggerating or repeating stories. No, according to you, every word they say is indisputable despite proof to the contrary.

And you're brave to bring up the military considering it's basically smoking gun proof that they aren't a couple.

These examples put a nail in the jkk coffin for me.

It doesn't for you. That's cool. We're not going to agree. Difference between you and I is that I don't mind what you believe. It doesn't threaten me or bother me. I'm content knowing you think that and I think this opposite thing. It makes you look insecure to be so obsessed by what Taekookers think when most of us just don't care what Jikookers are up to.

I'm not posting anymore asks that I think are from you, wordy anon. You're kind of rude and people have to scroll six miles and it's generally a bummer to read the anger you have.

Depart these strange shores, wanderer. You're lost.

[carters-things]

Saturday Sunrise

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x GN!Reader

Summary: You accompany Bradley to the beach for weekly dog-fight football.

Tags: Just a self indulgent fluffy fic! No gendered pronouns or bodily descriptions used for reader, minimal pet names "Honey" and "My love" each used only once.

Masterlist

*Not Rooster in the gif I know, lets not talk about it...*

Every weekend Bradley and the rest of his crew mates meet at the beach to play dog-fight football at sunrise. Somehow, they were able to convince Admiral Simpson to accept it as one of their required FTX. In all honesty, he was probably just happy to have the break and get that wild bunch off base and out of earshot. Watching all of them break away from the stress of work for a short time was a sight so very rare, there is no way you would miss it. So every Saturday morning you got up with Bradley to accompany him down to the waterfront. 

You have grown close with the rest of the squad, which there really wasn’t any other option with how much time you spent with them all. They have even given you your own honorary call sign, “Bounty”. You never once felt out of place with them, or like an outsider being “just a civilian”. Luckily since you were dating Bradley, you didn’t have to look for an excuse to spend more time with everyone.  

“There they are!” Phoenix called out to you and Rooster as you both stepped into the sand. Hand in hand you made your way down to the empty chair that waited for you every week. Facing the ocean, and front row to the show.

“It’s about time! Someone hit the snooze button today?” Hondo teased. Bradley already had his shoes kicked off and was hastily pulling his shirt over the back of his head. He threw it down in the sand, kissed your cheek, and took off running towards the group. Your eyes took in the wonderful sight of your shirtless boyfriend. His back toned and defined, the sun glimmering off the slightest bit of sweat already forming on him. You laughed and shook your head at the act of Bradley tackling Coyote to the ground upon reaching him. 

There were a few exchanged smiles and high-fives as everyone split into teams. You pulled out a book, but in reality knew you would end up watching the game more than reading the book. The first whistle blew and all members took off running and shoving each other, even Bob getting in the middle of it.

As the first few rounds went by of dog-fight, Bradley's team won every round. Continuous, exasperated groans came from Phoenix and the rest of her team, as their sportsmanship began to get lost as the games dragged on. 

“Bounty!” She called out, snapping you from your boyfriend ogling, daze. “We need backup! Come join!” 

Bradley flashed Phoenix a look, one you couldn’t quite decipher, but you know it wasn’t one of approval. The chance to challenge that look however, piqued your interest. You tossed aside the book you had never even opened, and jogged up to the crew. You bumped fists with a couple of the guys, and phoenix flung her arm around your shoulder. Bradley’s hands had found his lower hips, as he shook his head, the slightest joking scoff coming from his chest. 

“You’re a traitor, you know that?” He joked. You laughed at him as both teams took the lineup, Bradley standing face to face with you. “You’re really gonna make me do this? I can’t rough up my love.”

“I can handle it.” You smirked at him, crossing your arms in front of you. He shook his head at your weak attempt at intimidating him.  “Come on, Rooster… Don't tell me you're actually a chicken?”

A collective “ohhhhhhh” roared from the rest of the crew, even a whistle came from Hondo. A smirk spread across Rooster’s face as he bent down, hands mixing with the sand. He dropped his chin just enough to flash his big brown eyes at you over the rim of his aviators. You bent down matching his pose and winked, a smug grin forming on your lips. 

“Alright then…” Bradley pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose into place, and dug his foot into position in the sand. “Bring it, Bounty.” 

Hondo blew the whistle and both balls snapped. Yells of directions and names were thrown all around you as you lunged after Bradley. He easily maneuvered out of your way, your own momentum almost throwing you to the ground. You stumbled around and caught your balance as Hondo blew the whistle again. Another point for the opposing team. You all realigned, this time choosing your place in the back line. Every round getting blocked by Bradley, and losing another point.

You were determined to beat him and his cocky attitude. This time when the whistle blew and the balls snapped yet again, you took off around the left, and ducked behind Hangman. Payback was too busy trying to take him down he didn’t notice you slip by. Just as you were crossing into the endzone to open up for the pass, Bradley came running up behind you. Subtly he scooped up a small handful of sand in one palm, and his free arm snaked around your waist. He pinned your back to his chest, inciting a startled yelp from you, and smeared the sand all over your cheek. You bent over to escape his grip, but before you could get away both of his arms met around your waist and spun you into the air. “Nice try, Honey!” He teased, before finally putting your wiggling and giggling body down. He kept his hand wrapped around you, and kissed the side of your neck that wasn’t covered in sand, with a few quick gentle kisses.

“Hey! That’s definitely cheating!” Phoenix called out. 

“It’s dog-fight! Anything goes!” Rooster yelled back, throwing his arms in the air. You dropped your head and laughed, trying your best to wash the sand off your sweaty face. As you made your way back to your team, you couldn’t help but stop and take in the amazing view of the ocean. The sun was starting to peak over the clouds, the sky filling with a bright pink hue that reflected off the peaks of the waves. 

“Bounty! You coming or what?” Hangman shouted, your attention turning back to the huddle. 

“Geez! Someone is in a rush to lose again!” You chirped back at him as you jogged into the lineup. This crew has given you more than just friends, but a family, and Saturday sunrise will always be your favorite part of the week.

Flight Crew!

@someplace-darker

@nelleicrain

@murrdxcks

@sobachka-korol

[larcenywrites]

Raising Kids Together | Headcanons

young!Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: very mild sexual references

Family Series: 1 2 3

💠Somehow, you've both survived newborns and terrible 2's, but now your once tiny babies are causing not-so-tiny chaos! Even Tony can hardly keep up with them!

💠If you two have been in a room together for a while, it means no one has been watching the boys, and that you're probably about to hear yelling, breaking, or you need to go on a hunt around the house for them 🙃 you can hardly have any time alone without something happening! Just when you think you're both getting into bed early, and perhaps with a few frisky kisses 😘, they're busting through door and climbing on the bed, or it sounds like one was thrown out of bed and is now screaming for both of you 😥 Either way, it has Tony flopping back to his pillow in defeat and groaning right along with them.

💠After a quick pout, though, he usually tells you to get some rest and he'll go check it out 🥺 with one more kiss before he goes 🥺 but even though he told you to stay, it's nice to sneak over and watch him put the kids back to bed ❤ 

💠And catch him on the way out 😏

💠But for the most part, the boys are really good kids! And Tony is still settling into his role as a dad, but besides the occasional pouting he's become a very good parent! And definitely nothing like his own father when Tony was that age. In fact, he welcomes their interruptions when he's on the phone or doing paperwork at home 🥰 you've probably found them preferring to play with their cars in his office and right along his desk, or even asking to their nap in there! You can't tell if he's so tolerant because he's a loving pushover, or if parenthood suddenly granted him all that patience and goodwill 🤨

💠But he does get a little snappy when he's working on a car or a machine. Please don't touch anything! Or break anything! Or wander out of sight! But he does let them "help out" by handing him tools or sorting through and separating varying sizes of nails in the toolbox... yay?

Hey, at least it keeps them distracted for a while-- for both your sakes! Sometimes there are things that need to be done without so many distractions, and the boys love spending time bothering with their parents! It's a good problem to have, but not when they're literally wrestling on top of dad while he's just trying to watch the nightly news, or when they're throwing socks at each other on laundry day 😐

💠But despite it all, the two of you manage to get every day done 😊

💠Except the first time you're ever gone for a few days, or heaven forbid a week or more, and he's in charge of watching the kids... by day 3 they're all just going feral. The tv hasn't even been turned off once, Tony is probably trying to figure out how to get mud out of the carpet, and

💠"Daddy, can we have another popsicle?"

💠"...sure, bring me one too." This is everyone's third popsicle, and dinner has consisted of chicken nuggets and macaroni every night. And probably lunch too... but breakfast is probably cereal and hopefully fruit? Tony can cook a little bit, but he's both tired and too much of a pushover. If that's what they want, then he wants to give it to them! But the only reason they aren't all sick by the time you get home is probably because his mother either stopped by and found out, or Tony realized he's actually really bad at this on his own and needed her help :( And not without a quick scolding that you wish you'd caught when Maria called to tell you all about it 🤧

💠Honestly, the kids are probably partly acting out because you're gone, and they know that Tony is distracted and a pushover... well, at least they're adorable! And maybe it shows that you both need some more parenting tips 😅

💠You'd think it'd be easier when they're at school all day, but Tony insisted on hiring tutors to homeschool the kids, at least for now, but while that sounded like a decent plan, sometimes the boys try to homeschool the teacher instead 😅 sometimes they know more than she does after reading the entire textbook in their free time and would rather learn ahead now, and sometimes they're busy teaching her all about Dragon Ball Z lore between lessons! So now you guys still have them all day, (or just you when Tony is at work), but at least they aren't bothering you for once 😌 the teacher loves it though! Her listening and playing along takes a lot off of your plate, and it's good for the kids :)

💠But you don't get much time once the teacher leaves. They get their assignments done within minutes, and as soon as the teacher leaves (well, sometimes), they're reenacting Godzilla vs King Kong in the living room for the 20th time, except this time it somehow ties into the American Revolution? And then they're outside digging holes all evening because they can't remember where they buried Darth Vader. And then they have to fill those holes. And then when Tony tries to get them inside, he either ends up helping them or they end up wrestling him to the ground!

💠That's pretty much every day 😅 Except for when they go to the park! Tony is kinda like everyone's big brother when they go, pretty much every Sunday afternoon! They all get socialized, Tony gets some sun for once, and you can decide to stay home and get some alone time for a few hours

💠Tony doesn't even know anything about sports! Yet he's out there playing baseball and basketball, and teamed up with Rhodey, their ridiculous rules and silly requirements make everyone laugh, which makes them both pretty popular with all the kids! And unfortunately for Tony, a little too popular with the moms and older siblings… maybe it's time for a ring around that finger.

💠Either way, they get tired out by the evening, and also covered in dirt and a new bruise or two! After a bath the kids usually put themselves to bed 😴 and your kids being fast asleep means you get to join Tony for his bath 😏 except for the days he sneaks brings Rhodey home 😑 who's also tired and probably falls asleep on your couch after dinner...

💠If the kids let him! They absolutely love dad's best friend! But unfortunately, however, you can never get him to babysit for longer than a few hours 😔 Come on, Rhodes, weren't you Tony's roommate? Surely you can handle this :/

💠But when you both need a break from all this? Send them to spend the night with the grandparents for the weekend! They seem to behave a little better, and they seem to have fun just being in a different environment! The only time they start being terrors is when you and Tony have both been on vacation, and it makes them a little cranky after 3-4 days :(

💠And if you take them with you? They'll be asking to go back home after 3-4 days 😓 Unless you go to Disney World. Then they'll be pitching a fit when it's time to leave, but honestly you guys are probably upset too 😭 and it probably ends up being just one more day… and somehow in that one day they'll manage to drag every pillow and blanket onto the floor for you to pick up. Again.

💠And again, at least they're adorable :) Just like Tony, it gets them out of trouble more times than you'd care to admit 🥰 And they know it 🥰 Especially when they either stick up for each other or just straight up admit to it... with big ol' eyes and sorries 🥺 or apologize to each other without even being told to 🥺 

They really are good kids! They just get carried away with the fun and the chaos! It's a Stark thing 😘 And just like their dad, they'll eat up the attention and kisses 🥰 In fact, they've already learned to be manipulative little shits and hide behind Maria in order to avoid getting in trouble, because she'll be too busy doting on them 😑 

💠You can't even trust Jarvis! He'll even tell the boys to hide and will damn well keep their location a secret! But he's allowed to have his fun! He did the same thing with little Tony! He just misses those days! However, when the coast is clear, Jarvis does sit them down and gently scolds them. He'll hear their side of the story too, of course! Even if it just because they don't wanna go home, and are being annoying by hiding from their parents. Usually after a quick talk, they come right back to you! Suddenly all gentle-natured and apologizing 🙄 but... how could you stay mad :( 

💠Definitely not Tony when he's already packing them over his shoulders and spinning them around! And luckily, they're too busy laughing to protest being packed into the car 😮‍💨

💠And let's be honest, seeing him be so good with the kids is really fucking hot 😏😘

💠But if you're hugging and kissing on Tony... the boys have to be involved in it, too x) 

Family series: 1 2 3

[clementinehoneyblossom]

FOCUS-DISTRACTION | previously | masterlist

pairing: idol! lee heeseung x idol! fem reader

warnings: none

word count: ~1k words

a/n: hi hi! sorry for disappearing! enjoy this part as a peace offering <3

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part five: bad ideas

You and Heeseung walked to the convenience store by the dorms, the same one he suggested the other day. You only agreed since it was late enough, plus that convenience store rarely had people visit it. 

You let out a long sigh as the cool nighttime air hit your tired skin. The sharpness of the breeze instantly made you both feel better after a long day. When you got to the store, Heeseung jogged up to the door, beating you to it. 

“Ladies first.” 

You gave him a playful nudge in order to compensate for the butterflies in your stomach. Just as you expected, the store was barren. Only the cashier who had fallen asleep on the job. 

“So, do you prefer your ramen extra spicy or more on the tame side?” you asked. Heeseung huffed as he scanned the large selection. 

“More on the spicy side. Sometimes I switch my extra hot noodles with Jake’s just to get a reaction out of him,” he admitted, “but I think I’m gonna go with these tonight.” 

Heeseung proudly presented his choice of spicy chicken noodles. You smiled. 

“I think I’ll join you.” 

Heeseung paid for the food, even after much protesting from you. The two of you sat down and began enjoying your steaming hot ramen. 

“So, an interesting song choice for a duet,” said Heeseung. You cupped your cheeks. 

“That’s one way to put it. How do you want to split up lines?” 

“To make things simple, I’ll take the lines that say ‘girl’ and we can just do every other from there. Does that sound okay to you?” 

“Perfect.” 

You continued to slurp on your noodles, starving from the long day. Heeseung watched fondly as you ate, a smile creeping on his face. Your eyes looked up at him, mouth full of food. 

“Here, you got a little something there.” 

Heeseung took his napkin and gently wiped your cheek, cleaning off the stray soup. You tensed up, feeling a rush of embarrassment and butterflies as he looked at you with loving eyes. 

“Sorry…” you mumbled. 

“Don’t apologize. I'm glad you’re enjoying the food,” he smiled. 

You looked down at your bowl, hiding your flustered face. 

“May I ask you something,” you said. 

“Anything.” 

You played around with your utensils before looking up at him. 

“Even after what I told you yesterday, you still seem to want to spend time with me… why?” 

Heeseung tilted his head before chuckling to himself. He leaned forward slightly, over the table. 

“Because I like you and I want to get to know you better.” 

Your eyes widened. 

“Y-You like me?” 

“Of course I do,” he said calmly. 

“Can you elaborate on how exactly you are defining ‘like’ in this situation?” you pleaded, your head shaking with confusion. Heeseung chuckled. 

“That’s for you to figure out. Come on, I better get you back home.” 

~ 

Heeseung walked you to the dorms just as he did the night before. The walk was silent, but the kind of silence that was soothing. He walked close to you, occasionally your arms brushed against each other, causing you both to smile nervously. Once you reached your front door, you stood on the top step allowing you to be eye to eye with Heeseung. 

“Thank you for everything,” you said softly. 

“It was my pleasure.” 

Heeseung’s big brown eyes never broke away from yours. The glare of moonlight shone on his face at just the right angle as if all the stars cast down a spotlight on just you and him. Heeseung took a small step toward you. His pinky finger brushed up against your hand, causing you to flinch. 

“Hee…” 

You wanted to take his hand. You wanted to know how his fingers would feel intertwined with yours. You wanted to know what would happen next if you leaned in just a bit closer. 

But those were all bad ideas. 

You stepped away from Heeseung, your eyes now focused on the ground. 

“I should go…” you whispered. Heeseung sighed softly, nodding. 

“Yeah me too. I-I…goodnight.” 

Heeseung quickly turned around and walked to where he came from. You almost went after him, but your feet refused to move. 

“Goodnight…”

You waited for one of your members to let you in. Myeong opened the door. 

“Y/N! Y/N…what’s wrong?” she asked. You kept your head down, heading straight for your room. 

“Just tired, headache.” 

You closed the door and fell straight onto your bed. This was exactly what you didn’t want to happen. You didn’t want to hurt Heeseung and play into a fantasy that will always be just that, a fantasy. You rubbed your eyes, sighing. 

“Everything alright?” 

Myeong opened the door and sat down at the edge of your bed. You covered your face. 

“When someone tells you they like you and wants to get to know you better, what does that mean?” you muttered. Myeong giggled. 

“It usually means exactly that.”

She brought your hands down, smiling at your completely distraught face. 

“Is this about Mr. Lee Heeseung?” she asked, but already knew the answer. You huffed. 

“I just- I just don’t know what to do…” 

“You worry too much Y/N, just let things happen on their own.” You shook your head. 

“No no I can’t- the last thing I need is to catch feelings for him, or even worse he catches them for me. I have to tell him I only see him as a friend before this gets out of hand,” you insisted. Myeong looked at you, sighing. 

“I think you’re just afraid of letting him in.” 

Myeong got up from the bed, heading for the door. 

“I know you love sticking to the rules, but you’d be surprised with what you can get away with if you have enough determination. Now I’m not saying you should get yourself in trouble, but I don’t think there’s any harm in seeing where this could go. And I don’t think listening to your heart is selfish either. You’re a human before you’re our leader, don’t forget that.” 

Myeong quietly left the room, leaving you to contemplate her words. You groaned, grabbing your phone. 

y/n : i’d like to get to know you better too

You tried not to peek at your phone, telling yourself that he was fast asleep and wouldn't see it until morning. Nonetheless, when your phone gave the familiar buzz, you checked immediately. 

heeseung oppa : are you free saturday?

[sapphyreopal5]

This is an older interview with Jared Padalecki and Nicholas Knight from the Supernatural Magazine issue #2 (Feb/Mar 2008), pages 10 to 15. [x]

"Another reason why Padalecki felt at home so quickly is his relationship with Jensen Ackles, who plays his onscreen brother, Dean. It's common knowledge that both of the actors are from Texas and that certainly helped them relate to one another, but it's their personal relationships with their siblings that truly set the foundation for their relationship. 'I have an older brother and a younger sister. And Jensen has an older brother and a younger sister as well', Padalecki points out. 'My brother and I are super close. When Dean and Sam get along, that's how my brother and I get along. We definitely tease each other. My brother and I will rib each other all the time, but there are no punches thrown. It's pretty laid back'.

'I think the reason Jensen and I got along so well was because we really didn't go about bonding', Padalecki continues. It didn't feel like a blind date. It felt like we were continuing a relationship as opposed to saying 'Alright, we're supposed to hang out with each other, so let's go play Basketball or something.' We just sort of hung out. It was really lucky. We just hit it off immediately. There's no rhyme or reason to what happened.'"

Hmm, are you possibly referencing this blind date story you mentioned a couple issues later, Jared?

Family Man

"Whenever Padalecki does get a rare free moment, enjoying the sites of Vancouver isn’t the first thing that comes to mind. That honor goes to his family, who are much too far away for the actor's liking. 'I remember I had a conversation with my father one time, and he said, ‘Well, can’t you just call me for five minutes?’ And I was like, 'I don’t want to just call you for five minutes. If I’m calling my father, I want to talk to you for a while. You know what I mean? I want to know how your life is going and I have a good hour conversation at least.’

You act for free- you get paid to wait.’ In a 14 hour work day on set, you're waiting a lot, but you can't just go running around like a chicken with its head cut off. You have to keep in character, and you use that time to try and make the scene better, not make phone calls and stuff. So, when I’m working. I definitely put everything else on hold.”

That “everything else” includes Padalecki’s love life, although the actor still tries to see his longtime girlfriend, Sandra McCoy, whenever possible. “She and I visit as much as we can," he discloses. “I'll come back to L.A. on the weekends, or she'll come up to Vancouver. But it’s not as easy as it could be.” Padalecki and McCoy met on the set of the movie Cry Wolf. And while they enjoyed working together at the time, they have differing views about repeating the experience.

"I’d [like to], but I think she probably doesn’t feel the same. I think she’s like, 'You do your thing. I'll do my thing.’ It’s definitely not as easy as it was when I was on Gilmore Girls and living five miles away from her, but we make it work. Spending time with his girlfriend, chilling with his friends and family, hanging out with Ackles… all these things take time away from something else that Padalecki bves - sleep. “I really like to sleep,” he chuckles. ‘That's the first thing that comes to mind because that’s what I’m most deprived of! I remember I used to watch my father go to sleep watching television and I was like, ‘How can you sleep? It’s not even dark in here.'"

Green Screen

"For Padalecki, keeping in shape isn't the most challenging aspect of working on Supernatural. “It’s definitely the green screen.” the actor states. It’s one thing to sit and talk to somebody and have a conversation - I’ve done movies and plays where you’re performing a monologue, and that’s always easy. But when they say, ‘Right, look at this wall. This X mark is the face of a visual effect that we haven’t made yet. so you're just going to have to imagine something scar>’ - that’s definitely the hardest part. It’s not like pulling teeth or anything. but it’s definitely weird. I always find myself thinking, ‘I hope they make this thing look scary because I’m going to act scared, so I hope they don’t sell me out."'

Of course, behind the scenes of a show like Supernatural, it would only seem natural that strange things would happen, and Padalecki confirms that there are inexplicable things going on in the shadows. ''You always say, "Oh. It's just a breeze.'” he laughs. “But I remember one time we were filming an episode called Skin, which is one of my favorites. We were filming in this house, and there was a clock on the wall and it just fell off and everybody was looking around and all the crew guys were like, ‘All right, back to work.’ When things like that happen, you just don’t want to look any further into it, you know?"

[apolloanddaphnis]

hi! maybe u could write something where reader and Tim are close friends at first and then one night she sees her ex at a party with another girl and she’s so upset. Timothée comforts her and then says they should make her ex jealous by dancing, flirting, cuddling. Y/n keeps looking to see if her ex is watching at first but then she really starts to fall for timothee and realizes he’s the one she wants so she kisses him and he takes her to the nearest room and they’re confessing feelings for each other and it’s beautiful 🤩

Omg my first anon request, this is so rad I'm literally a nobody!!! Ahhhhhh thank you for requesting me, I hope I got this right ♥.

Disclaimer: kind of obsessive Timmy, around 2k words of not proofread.

I looked up to see my very beautiful best friend straddling my waist, but it wasn't going like how I fantasized almost every night and day. She was wearing my Bauhaus shirt that's been missing, her luscious thighs exposed to my pleasure, and it took everything I had to not slide my hands up the expanse of them, we're touchy but not THAT touchy.

She was holding a plastic, bloody, Halloween knife in my face and an attempt at a merciless expression on her doll-like face.

"Uh…is this how you ask how you like my eggs?" I joked.

"You jerk!" She hit my bare chest with the party city weapon which hurt more than you'd think.

"Ow!"

"You hid my doll!" She whined, she didn't know but her whining always got me hard and that wasn't great especially since I had morning wood.

"Your Dalton doll?"

Dalton was her dipshit ex boyfriend. They met at a club, she said they had an instant connection and was hopeful since they were the same sign. I want to gage his eyes out and pour acid on his dick.

I've wanted her for only since we've met, she thought I was asking her friend out, when I was trying to ask her out and I ended up going out with her friend instead, and well she figured out after a month that it was Y/N that I wanted and promised not to tell.

But Dalton.

The douche who dumped her because she quote wasn't driven enough. Who the fuck says that to someone? Especially someone you were in a relationship with. I wanted to push him off the Brooklyn Bridge and see if he could fly.

She came to my place in tears, crying that she wasn't enough, calling herself stupid and useless and going nowhere. A stark difference for when she first met the wannabe rock star.

He had a band and she was at a show seeing her friend's band play. I wasn't there that night, if I was I wouldn't have let that happen. He was lead singer of some band, doing well enough that they ended up getting signed, and with that he dumped her. Said she spent too much time supporting him, promoting his band, and making t-shirts. He asked her if she wanted to do anything else with her life, she's a dog sitter and he made her feel like a piece of crap under his shoe for it.

She cried in my arms all night when he dumped her. It took her three hours to convince me not to kill him by choking him with chicken wire.

We were at a party last night, and we saw his band there, the classic rock wannabes that performed at the Grammys. He acted like he never knew her, he looked right through her like she never existed, like they didn't spend a year together, like it wasn't the worst year of my life.

We left the party early and Y/N got so drunk, and had gotten her own Dalton voodoo doll, planning to lay many curses on him. I had to calm her down. I thought she forgot that I got rid of that thing.

My silly, whimsical girl. I wish she wouldn't waste her tears on him.

"Let's go out tonight, Pete wants me to try this new club downtown. It's very exclusive, probably won't see he who shall not be named." I attempted soothing my little tempest, rubbing her back.

She narrowed her eyes in thought and suspicion, slowly lowering the knife. "We'll get so dressed up, you love dressing up."

She looked around. "Will you let me dress you up?" She asked almost childlike. I laughed and sat up, causing her to shift in my lap. "Anything you want."

Her eyes lit up a little and she dropped the knife before climbing off of me, and I missed the weight of her.

''You're forgiven, I'll make some breakfast!" Just like that she was fine.

Tonight arrived faster than I was prepared for, and we did go all out. She gave me a little facial, her stroking fingers felt wonderful on my face and I loved having my head in her lap. The lavender mask was nice too. Apparently I have combination skin.

She did my makeup, it took her mind off of the D word. She enhanced my lips with lip liner and gloss, my eyes with eyeliner and highlighter touched my cheekbones, nose, chin, lips, and head. Y/N painted my nails black and dressed me in leather pants, combat boots, and a black sheer shirt. My favorite part about being her Ken doll was all the touching. I know that's creepy but I don't care.

I wasn't prepared for her to come out like that.

I was waiting in my living room and she came out in a tight, black, sweetheart dress with razor thin straps. The dress was practically strapless, enhancing her cleavage and only ended right below her thigh. She grabbed her red heart shaped purse and my eyes went down to her thigh highs black, leather boots.

My heart was beating so fast and I felt like my lungs were going to collapse. "Fuck, y/n–"

She did a seductive little pose. "Is it okay?"

I nodded. "Good, I'm so ready to get fucked up tonight!"

The club was cool, there were 4 levels and the fourth floor was VIP to an already exclusive club.

I ordered myself an espresso martini and got y/n her favorite, a French martini. A club mix of Lana del Rey's blue jeans was playing, men and women's eyes were on my girl and I put my arm around her waist to end their starving stares.

She swiveled her hips provocatively and bounced up and down to the beat, I downed my drink and began to dance with her when she stopped. "Mouse, what is it?" I asked her using the special nickname I had just for her.

I looked her in direction, what rotten luck, it was Dalton, and he was grinding against one of the new Victoria's Secret models. "You know what he used to tell me all the time?" She asked in a monotone voice.

I grasped her hip, knowing I won't like the answer.

"I'm too big, my thighs are too jiggly, I have too many dimples, my arms aren't toned." She sounded casual when she said this but when I turned her around to face me the tears were pouring. I want to put his face in a fucking blender I swear. How the fuck could he say that shit to her? I clenched my jaw so tight I swear I was gonna break my teeth.

"He's worthless y/n, no I'm serious!" I snapped, causing her eyes to widen. "You look like a girl out of a 1960s playboy issue, the kind you'd find stashed away in your grandpa's bathroom. You're not only adorable and smart and funny, I mean you say shit like 'panic at the costco'!" She laughed through her tears. "You're also so supportive, and imaginative, you aren't afraid to show exactly how you feel, you breathe life into everyone you meet, you know more about dogs than anyone I know and you're hot as hell. He's not good enough for you and we're gonna show him that."

Her eyes widened. "Wait-you think I'm hot- what do you mean-"

I interrupted her stuttering and dragged her in the middle of the dance floor. A sexy song came on and I slid my hand up her soft thigh, her eyes widened but she let it happen pressing into me, as I gripped her thigh lifting it so she wrapped her leg half around me. I rolled my hips forward as if we were fuckin, her dress rose and her red painted lips fell open as her hand moved up my chest.

I bucked my hips and moved my body against her. She wiggled her hips nice and slow as she draped her arms over my shoulders, fingers sliding into my hair , our faces so close we were just a kiss away. It was hard. I was hard. And I knew she felt it. Because she grinded down on it and my nostrils flared. I looked over her shoulder and smirked at a glaring Dalton who pissed off his lingerie date. I mouthed 'fuck you' , and to my joy he looked livid.

I went back to enjoying y/n, she smells so good like sex and vanilla. I rubbed my nose lewdly on her neck. She turns her head to see her ex, remembering the purpose of this sex on the dance floor. "Timmy, he looks so mad do you see him?"

She looked back at me for a response and gasped at the intense look on my face instead. She stares at me with something akin to desire and realization, before leaning in closer.

I moved my mouth closer but remained far enough to let her decide her fate. And fuck she chose well. She pressed her mouth against mine and I could breathe again.

I lifted her a little and dragged her off the floor as I sucked her mouth and kissed it open. I slammed her against the wall between heated bodies and licked her mouth, she parted her lips and sucked on her tongue as grabbed her waist and her ass, pinning her with my body. We only stopped kissing so we could breathe.

Her pupils were dilated and my ringed thumb rubbed her lip. "Timmy, don't kiss me like that if you don't mean it. Don't ever do that again!"

Tears filled her eyes and she attempted to rub from me but I grabbed her hips. "Mouse, you better correct me if I'm wrong, are you saying–"

"I've always…it's always been you, but I thought…"

I laughed with relief. To risk sounding like a loser, this was like a dream. My best friend is like my ideal girl, we never argue, we like the same things, we complain about the same things, I hate and love everything with her. She wasted her time with polluting toxic wastes of human beings just to tell me now it's always been me.

"Fuck me slowly with a Chainsaw, was I really thay blind? I blame my obsession over you and not believing anything this great could happen. You're better than any dream which makes it scarier than any nightmare….when did you know?" I rambled, my hands couldn't stop roaming her body.

She sniffled with a smile. "It was that Gregg Araki film, Doom generation, and I didn't have my favorite candy, you ran out to get it for me. I had a crush on you but I fell in love with you at that moment, like I'm talking hoarding your socks and watching your saliva in your mouth as you drink Starbucks, kind of obsessive love."

I pulled her hand with me, I pushed people out of the way and into the bathroom and locked the door. I lifted her onto the sink and claimed her mouth with mine. "I'm so disgustingly in love with you, it's gross and filthy. I love you so much I fantasized about killing Dalton for hurting you and not appreciating you. I want to be your person, mouse." I was almost in tears and she cupped my face so gently. She kissed my eyes and nose. I kissed her mouth and tasted her tears. "I want to be gross with you." She whispered into the kiss.

"Let's go home." I sighed, kissing down her neck.

"Yours or mine?" She raked her nails through my curls, I could drool from how good it felt.

"Ours. Move in with me."

"Tim–"

"I told you I'm gross."

She tilted my head up and licked up my chin to my lips. "It's okay, I love gross. Disgust me please." She said softly before looking into my eyes.

I didn't hesitate, I'll never hesitate again.

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Since it is teacher's day can we get uhhhh an aizawa x reader a fluff or sfw where reader takes aizawa out and away from his duties as a teacher. They have a good time together just embracing and having fun in each others company. Idk i miss my man rn i just want him to feel loved and cherished🥺🥺

-Beautiful Company-

Shouta Aizawa X Gender Neutral!Reader: Teacher's Appreciation Week Fluff

Warnings: none, SFW, fluff, reader is gender neutral, use of pet-relationship nicknames, some cursing, showering together, kisses and affection will be given :)

A/N: Anon, first I am sooooooooooo sorry for the wait on this ask. I'm sure this was sent last year and it'll soon be a year since you sent this to me lol🥹but I had to get around to it at some point since this idea is so cute. And it was Teacher's Appreciation Week when I started writing this but didn't finish then :,)

Hope you enjoy!!! This is also fairly short and I'm not sure of the word count.

Every day he seemed to look more tired than the last.

Your boyfriend's jobs were nothing short of exhaustive, demanding and dangerous, and Shouta Aizawa had been playing this same game for 15 years.

Though he wasn't one to run around like a chicken with its head cut off when things got overwhelming, it showed just how tired he was when he complained about his dry eyes, complained about his constant migraines, complained about how sore his joints were, and complained about how his lack of sleep keeps him on a state of never ending burnout.

He could never say no to his job: He was married to it, and it was all he ever knew.

You, being the lovely soulmate and partner you were, decided to make him say no, make him say that exhaustion and burnout from work isn't worth his mental health. So many people have celebrated him for his work underground for years, tending to others and their needs. Yet he's never celebrated himself for a change.

What does Shouta need?

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It was a Friday morning, the last week of school before finals and summer break. Shouta had left home god-awfully early, around 6:00 AM, for work only after returning home around 2:00 AM from patrolling. He was notorious for never missing a single day of school, never being late for a single class and was always so strict on himself for being punctual, even if he had other obligations.

You had had enough of hearing your boyfriend's gripping stories of always being in so much pain yet he didn't have the gaul to take time off for himself to recuperate. So you took it upon yourself to make him take time off from work, to spend time with you.

You also suffered from not getting what you needed: quality time with your lover. With him always being so busy, you never had the chance to properly enjoy his company and do "couple things". It hurt your heart, so it was now that you made the decision to get Shouta to leave school early.

You freshened up at your shared apartment and wore something comfortable, grabbed your things and hopped in your car, driving straight to the place where Shouta claims most of his nightmares are created: U.A. High school.

By the time you got there, it was 8:30 AM; early enough for the day to not have ended and for classes to have just started. Once you passed the security checks and were let in past the gates by nezu and Hound Dog, you made your way to the floor that located class 1A and the teachers lounge. You were certain you'd find him there.

Sure enough, you saw kids entering classroom 1A right before the final bell. You followed behind them and stuck your head into the classroom, searching quickly for their teacher. The classroom became quiet as their heads shot toward the door, later erupting into a fit of cheers, "awwws" and laughter, putting two and two together that you had to be their teacher's partner.

You blushed and cleared your throat, slipping further inside the classroom. "Not to intrude or bother you all, but, do either of you know where Mr. Aizawa is?" you asked slyly. The girls giggled and fawned and the boys seemed less than interested once they figured out who you were.

As if hearing your question himself, Shouta opened the classroom door to find you standing at the front of his class, looking none the less mischievous. The class fell out in another fit of laughter and cheers, not being able to contain themselves at all. Their joy was cut short by Aizawa activating his quirk, an intimidation technique that proved affective to them.

You blushed and snickered under your breath. Not allowing the man to even open his mouth for a morning greeting, you interrupted both him and the last bell with your own announcement. "I'm so sorry, kids, but Mr. Aizawa won't be here for the rest of the day. He's got important obligations that he must tend to immediately." you blurted as you quite literally shoved Shouta out of the room. Fortunately for you, he allowed you to move him, not stopping you despite the questions he had. Shutting the door behind you in the hallway, you wrapped your hand around Aizawa's, settling an iron grip as you continued to drag him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Shouta grumbled, still not stopping you from pulling him behind you. Your feet carried the two of you all the way to the bottom floor of the school, leading you to the front entrance to exit. You had already told Nezu of your plans and insisted that Shouta would be off work today.

"Getting you away from this damn school," you rebutted, following up with smooching your bf on his jawline, opening the front doors and reaching for your car keys. A disgruntled sigh erupted from your boyfriend, letting you know he was less than amused by your antics. But he had no choice but to follow you, regardless of how unwilling he felt. You unlocked your vehicle and ushered Aizawa inside. He reluctantly followed you inside, immediately crossing his arms across his chest after buckling his seatbelt.

You started the car and drove back to your apartment. The ride was short and the two of you didn't hold much of a convo besides Shouta huffing and sighing every 2 minutes. What a drama queen. You had to hold back the gust of laughter that was building up in your gut.

Once the two of you arrived, you walked and Aizawa trudged to the front door. After shutting the door behind him, Shouta opened his mouth for the first time since inside the school. He was clearly annoyed and you knew why, but you decided to hear him out. But you made sure that he'd hear you too.

"You better have good reasoning for disrupting my work today," he marched toward you, shooting you an awfully mean glare that didn't have malicious intent behind it at all. You smirked as he looked down at you, eyes and eyebrows twitching with irritation. He was truly the cutest person in the world.

"I have a perfectly good reason for getting you out of work today. But I'll explain in detail after you freshen up," you jaunt playfully as you disappear to your bedroom and start rummaging through Aizawa's closet, searching for an outfit he could wear. He wasn't dumb and knew what you were up to. He followed you into the bedroom, but shut the door behind him.

He turned to face you, but instead heard the shower running from the bathroom, seeing a trail formed by your clothes on the floor. He followed them and found you, bare to him in the shower. You beckoned to him and told him to jump in the shower with you, coaxing him with promises to help him wash his hair.

And that you did. Once he was inside with you, you grabbed his shampoo and began to lather his long locks, finger detangling his hair as he washed himself. He groaned from pleasure and relief as you scrubbed his scalp, relaxed and feeling true bliss as you massaged his temples and behind his ears. He couldn't recall how he had gotten so lucky to be with you. You chuckled as you washed Shouta's hair with love, something neither of you had done for at least a month.

The two of you showered in silence, with no other sound other than your breathing, his sounds of relaxation and the water running, hitting up against your bodies. You washed his back for him, and he did the same for you, even though this wasn't about you. He deserved it, and you knew he was in need of something hygienic and sensual like this.

Once the two of you were done freshening up, you dried his hair before putting product in it. You found another one of your favorite comfortable outfits and insisted Shouta put on something other than his hero costume. Feeling more at ease, he took to his closest in search of something nice to wear. And then you figured it was time to tell him your plan, now that he was clean.

"I got you away from school because you need to rest, Shouta. You spend more than enough time tending to your work and not enough on yourself. You're exhausted, on the verge of breaking and in need of some leisure time. You can't keep running yourself dry every single day. How do you expect to be good at your job if you're not well enough to do anything minimal with the slightest bit of energy? You've gotta let go of your tension, at least for one day. So, I've arranged a day of relaxation and rest for the both of us. Whatever we do after my plans is completely up to you," you confessed.

Shouta just stared at you in awe, his expression only going barely unchanged, distinctive by the small gaps of his mouth and dilation of his pupils. He was touched by your intentions. However pissed off he was feeling at first was washed away and replaced with adoration. He was still slightly annoyed but not close to what he was.

The quietness singed the air, you could hear each other breathing as Aizawa hesitated to reply to you. He just stared, as if he were unable to do anything else. You opened your mouth to question him but-

"Thank you," he finally replied as he pulled an open neck, button down shirt over his head. He sounded genuinely thankful and still unable to believe that someone took interest in his well-being for once. It had always been him breaking his back at the expense of being there for someone else, now it was his turn to take a breather and look out for himself.

He finished dressing himself and sighed a breath of relief. You gawked are him and couldn't believe that your boyfriend was so incredibly handsome. You walked over to him to get a closer look at him, standing slightly beneath his taller frame as you admired his rugged looks. God, what a lucky person you truly were to have him.

You pecked him on the jawline then the lips, grabbed his hand and exited the bedroom, grabbing your final items and headed out of the apartment. You decided to drive since Shouta's eyesight wasn't the best, and it was your idea to take him out in the first place.

You played your favorite tunes in the car as you drove, occasionally seeing Aizawa smile and hearing him chuckle as he listened. He even joined you in singing one of the songs, which happened to be the song that played during your first date.

The outing you two departed on consisted of wondrous things. First, you two visited a cat cafe downtown, drinking coffee in the lobby first then heading into the back room with all the cats afterward. Shouta had been a regular at this cat cafe for years, and the owner knew him by heart. It was saddening how all the cats immediately gravitated to Sho and left you behind, only giving you the time of day when you offered to give them treats. You both played with them all, giving them the love and affection they deserved. He was in heaven, beaming a toothy grin you hadn't seen in what would feel like a millennia. It made your heart melt at the way he cuddled and talked to them, in a soft baby-talk voice that made your face hot.

You donated to the cafe then left, later heading to a nearby park to walk off the caffeine you two had drank. You had a slow walking pace to take in all the scenery and enjoying the fresh, cool summer air with your partner, who was staring at you as he held your hand tight, in a grip that assured he was so afraid to let you go, so terrified to let anything happen to you. You giggled and rubbed your thumb against the back of his hand as Aizawa made snarky comments about the "ill-behaved" children running rampant around the park.

Time passed as your stroll continued on the park trail, sharing your earbuds with your boyfriend as you listened to a special playlist you had created for this very moment. Aizawa had complained of his feet being tired so you two settled on a nearby bench. There, the two of you snuggled in close as you chilled out to the tunes streaming in your ears, watching the population of people enjoy the park's recreations as the sun set. You laid your head on Shouta's shoulder, a sign that you were slowly getting tired from today's events.

Your plans for your date with Sho would soon end here, as you figured he would be much too tired to do anything else. From here, he would decide how you would spend the rest of your night together, doing whatever his heart desired.

"I appreciate your efforts in getting me to wind down today," Aizawa gratified. You noticed how relaxed he seemed to be throughout the day, and you knew he would enjoy this outing as it consisted of things Aizawa had told you he liked to do in his very, very little spare time. Your heart swooned as you sighed in adoration at your adorable partner's appreciation. He loves you so much.

"Thank you, baby." Shouta's head turned to the side as he leaned down near your face. You slowly turned your head to face Aizawa to see what he was looking at, only for your eyes to be met by his dark, tired ones, staring at you once again as he had been all day. You could've sworn you saw hearts in his pupils with the way he observed you.

You smirked and scoffed, grinning and getting a little anxious at how close to your lips he was. "N-no problem, sweetheart, you deserved this. I'm grateful you enjoyed yourself," you said. You expected Aizawa to back away after you finished talking, yet his face stayed centimeters away from yours, continuing to hold that intimidating stare he was known so well for.

You giggled again out of nervousness, wondering why he was just sitting there looking like he was ready to devour you, whole. You began to sweat as you scratched your neck, obviously timid.

"W-what is it? Quit staring at me like you're about to pounce on me!" you joked as you put up a hand and put it on his shoulder, attempting to shove him away. What he said next had your nerves tingling and an intense heat rise in the pit of your stomach, the tips of your ears on fire.

"May I kiss you?"

You were starstruck. Why would he ask for a kiss? You were always open to his kisses, he has no obligation to ask. You bit your lip and swallowed.

"Of course? W-why would you ask me tha- MPH!" You were cut off mid sentence by a pair of slightly dry lips, decorated with scruffy facial hair above and bellow. Your boyfriend took the initiative of kissing you first, something he rarely ever did. What was wrong with him, was he feeling alright?

He caressed the back of your head and neck as he groaned, enveloping you into a passionate public kiss, everything about this scenario was out of character for Shouta. He had to be feeling ill.

He backed away to let you breathe, and all you could do was take rapid, shallow breaths, taken aback by how forward and direct your antisocial and laid back boyfriend was. You stared at him with worry, truly confused.

"Wha-what?" You stammered, but were cut off by Aizawa gently grabbing your face with his large hand, directing your attention to his voice.

"C'mon baby, let's go home."

𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙯𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙜 © 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩

[yangwonz]

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warnings! : underage drinking (nothing explicit, just mentioned)

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Now Ni-ki was not that stupid. He liked to act like that, sometimes he said things just because he thought they might end up being funny. He also did not actually think he could hack a Spotify account. It was just a joke.

But it was a Wednesday afternoon, and he had nothing to do. They of course had some kind of Math homework, they always did, but he planned on copying Jungwons before the lesson starts. It was a routine. Heeseung was way too overwhelmed by the amount of programming he had to do, so he had no time to hopp on Discord to play Leauge of Legends or Minecraft with Ni-ki. Jinni was also busy as she and one of her older cousins went out to go to the movies, and Sunoo was at his grandmas to celebrate her 68th birthday. And Ni-ki has no more close friends, so he had to spend his freetime for the day all alone.

Maybe if you were his girlfriend, you two could play Minecraft together, raise some chickens and build a pretty home. He would protect you from the keepers and all the other dangers in the game. After that you could watch cartoons together up until you fall asleep in each others arms. That would be so so nice. Ni-ki hoped this little dream of his would come true sometime this year.

But he did not have a lot of hope. You and him didn’t talk much throughout all the years you two spent at the same school and kindergarden. He remembers three occations: one was way back in kindergarden, when you asked if you can build a sandcastle with him. He said yes and you two built the most horrondeus looking castle. But you seemed to love it a lot, even naming it as the “YNKI CASTLE” to which he just giggled. Maybe that was the moment he feel in love with you, he isn’t really sure.

The second one was in fifth grade, when you had to make a presentation for Geography class together. You invited him to your house and worked on the project all afternoon. He remembers how nice your mother was, always bringing in sweets and fruits, she even listened to your presentation when you wanted to rehearse it. You both got an A. It was his first and last A in Geography.

The third occations was at Sunoos 18th birthday this year. He invited you and your girls aswell, it was his and Jinnis lucky day. Ni-ki dressed up all cool, put on his most expensive perfume that he got from Heeseung, styled his hair how he thought you might like. But he felt like he attracted everyones attention but yours. Even Jinni was able to talk a few words with Sullyoon, why couldn’t he talk to you? By the end of the party, when all the wasted people headed home, yours two friendgroups were the only ones who stayed.

“This place looks like some kind of natural catastrophe just happened.” - Sullyoon sighed while her and Heeseung tried to put Sunoo to sleep. Him, Haewon and Jungwon were totally wasted.

“I will go downstairs and try to clean up a bit.” - you offered and then Ni-ki saw his chance.

“I’m coming with you to help.” - he smiled shyly at you which you have reciprocated - “By the way, where is Jinni?”

“I think she is sleeping on the couch” - Heeseung answered - “We will take care of all of them, you two can go.”

And just like this, you and Ni-ki were quietly cleaning up Sunoos parents house, sometimes laughing about something Ni-ki said, or just talking about the party in general.

Ni-ki was sure that he will never forget how pretty you looked in the fridges dim light.

So this was you twos story. It did not head anywhere.

Ni-ki sighed and opened the Spotify app on his phone while laying on his bed.

“Let’s just play around.” - he thought to himself.

He tried a lot of stupid things he knew would never work. Who would use “heedaddy” as their password? Or “jungwonyoumenace@gmail.com”? He sometimes had to giggle to himself while coming up with the most ridiculous combinations.

“Let’s try this one, this is good.” - he smiled brightly and typed in the following: “iloveniki3000@gmail.com” as the E-Mail and “nikibemine” as the password.

This would never work.

No one would use it.

It’s just a sad situation he was in, abadonded by his friends, so he had to pass time doing stupid things like this.

But then again, why is he now logged in?

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SUMMARY! : having enough of the spotify ads, ni-ki tried to hack someones account to enjoy his favourite songs without distraction. though, he would’ve never thought that someone would use nikibemine as their password, let alone iloveniki3000@gmail.com as their e-mail address.. now he is determined to find the owner of the account while chasing after his crush, y/n.

A/N! : ni-ki is actually a soft boy alright… he just wants to play minecraft with u :( btw sorry that the story is so slow hehe

TAGLIST! : open

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[monster-cock69]

little angel

Moodboard made by me and AO3 link here

Pairings: Peter Parker x Tony Stark

Pairings: Tony Stark x Peter Parker

Tags: Omegaverse, age play

Warnings: Underaged sex

Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

Peter was laying on his stomach on a lounge chair, a tablet playing a YouTube video, a juice box in one hand, and his plate of dinosaur chicken nuggets within arm’s reach. 

Tony had taken his not-so-subtle requests seriously, and there was a ginormous playset and pool in the backyard. After the alpha had to go back to work, he spent most of his time there. 

Clint –an assassin turned babysitter – was sitting on the chair next to him. They were both in their swimsuits, and Clint was already done with his chicken nuggets. Tony had introduced them a little over a week ago, and the beta sub was just as content to let Peter dictate their activities as Tony was. 

He hadn’t met a beta sub before since most presented late or were neutrals, but Clint was pretty cool. He always pushed him on the swing when he asked and made a good Marco Polo partner. 

Peter chose to look past Clint’s lack of enthusiasm for legos. 

He finished the last of the chicken nuggets and moved to get back into the pool. 

Clint stopped him by throwing an empty juice box at him, not bothering to remind him that Tony wanted him to wait half an hour. 

He’d only gotten a stomach ache once but–

“I know, I know, risk my ass, not yours.” 

It had become Clint’s motto whenever Peter wanted to break one of Tony’s few rules. He hadn’t gotten caught doing anything yet and didn’t intend to. 

For how demanding Tony could be, he was extremely lax with Peter – he even let him masturbate without asking first. 

“Can we go down the slide instead?” He asked casually, not bothering to plead. Clint never really cared when he pleaded or pouted.

He nodded, and Peter walked toward the playset. Since it was easily visible from where he was laying, Clint didn’t follow him. 

Playing by himself was a bit boring, but going down the slide and on the swings was always fun for him. 

A soft alarm on Clint’s phone told him when he could go back into the pool, and he let the beta continue dozing on the chair while he went back into the water. 

His schedule with Tony wasn’t much different than it was at the facility. On the days that Tony had to go to work – which wasn’t too often – Clint would come by and stay with him for a few hours. They’d go outside, Clint would pretend to be interested in whatever game he wanted to play, and Tony would be back before dinner. 

If Tony were home they’d spend most of their time building the Millenium Falcon or fucking. After doing the latter, they liked to take a moment and observe the hickeys they’d left on each other. So far Peter liked to think he was winning. 

It was a simple existence, but one that he loved.  

He wound up falling asleep on his spaceship bed after his shower. 

Tony woke him with a soft, “Hey Pete,” and lifted him up gently, “I want you to meet some friends of mine.” 

Two men that he hadn’t met before were standing in the living room, both in pristine suits the same way Tony was. Sitting on the couch was Clint, who look like he’d also just woken up. 

“Goldielocks is Steve, and the bear is Bucky. You’re gonna come back tomorrow with them after you sit through my meeting with me.” Tony ran a hand up and down his back, dragging Peter back down into a light doze. 

He huffed into Tony’s neck, eyeing the two strange men. They both looked like stereotypical alpha doms, so he didn’t know why Tony would have them watch him. 

“If you guys wanna stay for dinner, I’m sure Kate made more than enough.” Thankfully the other three declined. Peter wouldn’t have minded Clint staying, but he was hoping to convince Tony to fuck him. 

When they’d left, he started pressing gentle kisses to Tony’s neck. He was still half asleep but the alpha’s scent made him feel warm and fuzzy in the best way. 

“If you’re this worked up from just my scent, I’ll have to get you a plug for tomorrow’s meeting.” The hand that had been rubbing his back started to play with the waistband of his underwear, under the oversized shirt he’d borrowed from the alpha.

“Don’t you want to go?” He asked when he didn’t get an answer. It was true, Peter had asked to go to work with him in some form after realizing most of Tony’s job was to hold meetings. Being a mob boss sounded boring somehow and he wanted to see how it worked. 

“But I’ll be good,” he argued uselessly. Peter had come to realize that there wasn’t much use in arguing with Tony once his mind was made up. Plus, he kinda liked pussy plugs. The ones he’s used in the past were short dildos with knots that stood locked inside him until they were pulled out. Most times, Dr. Phil used them to keep a medication inside him but Peter guessed it’d be used to keep Tony’s cum in. 

He just didn’t like the idea that Tony only wanted him to have it so he wouldn’t act out. 

“You’re always good. I just don’t want to have to fuck you in front of my men and you always get so wet when you sit in my lap.” 

Peter stared, unconvinced until Tony tacked on, “And you can give me a few hickeys if you keep quiet.” 

“Fine,” he conceded with an annoyed huff, going back to pressing kisses on the alpha’s neck. Tony was always agreeable to benign marked up by him, and Peter loved seeing the hickeys he left. 

Tony’s breathing grew heavy as he led them to the recently vacated couch. He’d never ridden Tony before, but as the alpha stood him between his legs he felt his excitement bubble up. He pulled his shirt off and tugged down his underwear while Tony pulled open his pants. 

Tony was already at half mast, and Peter was hard as could be, clear precum already beading at the head of his cock. 

His throat went dry at the sight of Tony’s cock. He’d only ever had it in his mouth once, but it didn’t seem right to have Tony get himself ready. 

Peter went to his knees gracelessly, hands smoothing at his alpha’s thighs. He was still dressed, pants open enough to have his cock freed and belt buckle resting gently on his thigh. 

Tony ran a hand through his hair, a string of encouragement quietly fell from his lips. 

He started slowly, kissing gently at the tip of Tony’s length and holding the base with one hand. If he kept at it long enough for his cock to inflate, Peter wouldn’t be able to hold him with just one hand. 

The hitch in Tony’s breath spurred him along. He wrapped his lips around the head, lightly sucking. 

Peter was slowly being pulled forward by Tony’s gentle hand in his hair, more and more of the impossibly large length being forced into his mouth. 

He couldn’t stop himself from moaning, small sounds that reverberated down Tony’s shaft. There was no way he’d be able to take Tony all the way in his mouth, and he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to massage his knot well enough for him to enjoy it. 

But Tony didn’t seem to mind at all. He was softly rocking into Peter’s mouth and had his head tipped back. Peter’s cock was steadily dripping, so hard that he was close to begging Tony to fuck him. His cunt was sopping wet, feeling emptier than it ever had before. 

The taste of Tony’s precum had started to fill his mouth, making Peter feel like he was on fire. It invaded his senses, made him burn bright with anticipation, and made his mouth water even more. 

His fingers itched to wrap around his own cock, but he felt like if he didn’t use his free hand to brace himself he’d start choking on Tony’s cock. As it was, he was fighting his own gag reflex, breathing carefully through his nose, and the hand around Tony’s shaft was covered in spit. 

Had it not been for Tony’s tight grip in his hair and the impossibly hard dick in his mouth he’d have thought he looked ridiculous. 

Tony pulled him off with a drawn out moan, pupils blown so widely that his chocolate brown eyes looked almost black. 

“C’mon baby,” he rasped, chest heaving almost as headily as Peter’s was. He patted his lap in invitation and Peter scrambled to straddle him. 

Tony reached a hand between his thighs that Peter slapped away sharply, “No, I’m ready, ‘m ready,” he babbled and directed Tony’s hand to guide his cock into him. 

His thighs were shaking with the effort of holding himself up, and he gave into the urge to sink down. Curses fell from his lips at the sudden stretch, but he rocked into it faster, chasing an orgasm that was only a hairsbreadth away. 

Tony started jerking him off slowly, a complete juxtaposition to the way Peter was frantically riding him. 

He came almost instantly – the dual sensations of Tony’s cock hitting all of the right spots and the slow, easy handjob were too much for him. 

Tony put his hands on his hips and helped him move faster, using Peter’s body to get himself off. 

It sent Peter into subspace slowly. He hadn’t properly gone down before. During his early days at the hospital he’d be thrown down harshly if the medication disagreed with him, but nothing as nice as this – a slow lapping at his brain telling him that he was safe, that this was good. 

It was like heaven. 

[peachjagiya]

Yes to talking about the dynamics between the individual members and the company. I was started thinking about this again because of Bam's insta, actually, haha.

I agree that I think JK and Tae have a different relationship with the company, as opposed to other members like Namjoon or Jimin. And I definitely think there are similarities between Jk and Tae's approach -- and I think that is based on their own personalities as well as their closeness/influence on each other. Probably a better way to put it but I think they understand their responsibilities when it comes to the company but they have both decided to trust themselves first and foremost. I think about JK's "I'd never do something that everyone thought was wrong but when there are multiple ways, I'm going to do it my way" (paraphrased) and Tae's point about "being free" and his definition of free being different than others.

I think one of the similarities between JK and Tae is their comfort doing "non idol" things.

So the pup-stagram lead in. JK deleting his very popular instagram right before his solo launch simply because he didn't want to have it anymore (and sure, he's using weverse which benefits the company but seriously what doesn't). How does he spend his time on the social media: dance challenges, tipsy midnight lives and, now, managing an instagram for his dog. Carefully curated social media presence. My man said, Imma do me, thankyouverymuch. And let's not forget Tae. THE visual of K-pop. The face that launched a thousand ships. World's most handsome man. He goes to literally anything and grown men for miles lose their minds. What does he do with his anticipated solo launch? A close up of Yeontan. BRILLIANT. They both have different tastes and sounds (yet still have shared playlists!) but both so clearly have decided they are doing to redefine "idol" in a way that works for them.

Obviously there are differences. The company has goals (take over the western world!) and JK is central to that. And that supports his goals. So he benefits more directly from the company than Tae. I cannot articulate how much I love Tae's album strategy - from the sound, the visual, the vibes and the choice not to use the same in house team that has overlooked and undervalued him for 10 years.

I also agree with the point about Jin and Yoongi. I think they maintain a slightly more distanced or level perspective. I think it comes from age/maturity. When they started, they were young but not children. It's also interesting to think about how personal confidence and insecurity plays into it. I think Yoongi was confident in his abilities (he had been working on music prior) but had insecurities/anger about what it meant to be doing this in a k-pop space. Jin may have been insecure about his dancing or singing but he immediately stepped into the role of (handsome) hyung and knew it was needed of him (Yoongi's chicken blender meal, ew). I also think it comes from Jin having some security in his family background and him taking the role of hyung very seriously (more so than "idol"). Yoongi's relationship I think has evolved as he has gotten older, less angry and more successful. I think he has seen it for what it is and understood what needed to be done but that he also understand that changes as they literally built that company into what it is today.

Jimin and Hobi (until this documentary) are interesting because I'm not sure we ever really see them outside of idol mode. JM has acknowledged that even at the beginning he was hyper focused on roles and responsibilities. Maybe because they are performers and dancers. Namjoon used to be more that like that too -- the weight of being the leader - but I think we started to see that shift once he got to released Indigo. In fact, I think their solo careers are really how we can sort of tell so much about not only their tastes but their approach. Ok, this is getting too long. sorry for the rambling.

All of this, yes.

Their solo careers really did show much more authentic sides of themselves. I am so here for who Namjoon became in lives last year. Just a bit more free. When he has so much pressure on him to lead and maintain, I really enjoyed seeing him talking openly and standing up for himself.

Here's a thing I'm pondering: I wonder if they'll find it hard going back into a group setting. I think these guys love each other so much on a personal level but their different professional approaches could create... Hmm, not tension as such...

Maybe just a tiny bit of the awkward initially? Or you might start to see these differences a bit more clearly? This is all just supposition though and they're veterans by now.

It's interesting to think about how they'll navigate this after a period where they've been separated for a long time though. Naturally you'd fall into a routine with each other if you spend most days together but the seven of them are distinctly separate now and did a lot of growing professionally last year. Obviously they all still talk but they're not spending a lot of time working together.

Clear subunits have developed and matured over this period too. JK and Tae, Jimin and Yoongi. But then Jimin and JK are going to have a shared experience, Joonie and Tae too. Yoongi has a very different experience from the other six. And some things might be exactly the same: maknae line still a natural trio (thinking of Jeju), Jin still everyone's mummy, Jimin and Hobi still super close, everyone still holds Namjoon to the highest regard.

The dynamics will be super interesting.

I have a hunch - and honestly I'm just thinking out loud, these aren't hard and fast opinions as such - that JK might be key. He's interesting to me because I think his age and role in the hierarchy of the band has made him at times compliant with the requirements of being an idol and recognises how the company aligns with his goals and yet sometimes he seems extremely weary of it. He seems the most conflicted, maybe. I wonder what 2025 will be like for him most of all.

(the delulu in me says his conflict is very heart versus head but... Let's leave that out of this post for now.)

I'm really intrigued and excited to see. Whether they slip back into full group or if a solo-but-together approach helps them out. I personally would love a tour to include their solo stuff.

Now I'm getting rambly. Thanks anon, this is so interesting to think about 💜