#lowercase because i'm lazy

[amskvaris]

Have your OCs ever interacted before? I wonder how Taki would get along with Sabriel, since Ilma is low key angsty like Sabriel is too

I MEAN ON ONE HAND i haven't actually used sabriel in ages (i had to put the ilma stuff on her bc she already had the eyes) but i will try to make things up as i go. (no promises i didn't contradict myself on anyone's characterization though lmao. anyway)

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taki being around ilma means she'd meet player!sabriel at some point, maybe during stia story. "Oh! You're Sabriel! I always hear about you but never met you!"

and sabriel was literally just taking a break away from people and watching central city from a place high up that she thought she'd be left alone at, but… guess not. she turns her head just a little to look at whoever found her. "… And you are?"

"I'm Taki. I help Ilma with research!"

"Ah." sabriel doesn't recognize the name but isn't in the mood for polite introductions. "How is he doing?"

"Getting better." big smile. "He's been alone for so long that he doesn't really know how good being around new people feels. Not yet, anyway."

"I see. It's good to hear he's improving." she doesn't need to say anything else and just turns her head back to watch central city. sounds like they both know how ilma feels.

"Yup." taki nods just to herself. "I'm trying to help him that way too. I think it's working."

sabriel just acknowledges that with a hum.

it's quiet for a bit. taki stares across the city too, smart enough to know not to say anything. sometimes the best company is silent company. also, central looks nice from up here. a good view!

and it's sabriel to break the silence after a belated realization she has no idea what taki meant. "… What way?"

instead of answering the question, taki giggles. "Because we're dating!"

-- huh??

sabriel turns back to stare at taki wide-eyed. she never ever ever expected ilma, of all people, would be interested in romance in the first place, much less Be Dating Someone.

but… now that she thinks about it, ilma is at the age where young love is feasible… though isn't he pretty attached to manon? although he still didn't seem to listen to manon any time sabriel saw them working together…

she's still struggling to believe it though. this taki girl sounds a bit too airheaded to be more than an assistant.

meanwhile taki just smiles a little less. she's not sure what she expected from the soon-to-be hero. "Well, it's okay. I'll try to be around next time you see him."

and they're both back to staring across the city.

taki still hasn't left. she knows exactly what sabriel is thinking about. that implied understanding over how ilma feels and now her disbelief that he would ever be dating... "You lost someone you love, didn't you?"

"I lost--" sabriel turns to face taki directly, wide eyes again-- "How did you… ?"

"You know how alone he feels and didn't believe he would date anyone." taki's smile is sad and soft at the same time now. "You understand what love is too, but you're not with anyone anymore. And as a Meteorn, you wouldn't have that kind of connection anyway."

is... is taki a genius in disguise too? is that why she's dating ilma?? sabriel doesn't do anything but blink and keep staring.

taki continues. "Meteorn are all supposed to have total amnesia, but you don't. Right?"

a sigh. "… I remember some, but not much."

"They must have meant a lot to you if you still remember them." taki hums. "Maybe it's not my place to assume, but… would they really want you to feel like this?"

sabriel relaxes. this is pretty intrusive, but taki doesn't seem to care and she does have a point.

"It's not like you have to forget them. You just have to accept they can't be at your side anymore. It would probably help to have new people support you too."

is she really getting a lecture from some girl she's never seen before that says she's dating ilma… ? sabriel still remains silent though. taki obviously means well, but these are things to think about later.

at least taki gets the hint. "Stuff like this doesn't make sense right away, but you'll figure it out eventually." she lifts herself right over the railing to sit on the bars with nothing but the sharp drop below.

... is she--

sabriel reaches for taki as a reflex, totally alarmed. is she going to jump from this high up? she doesn't seem the type to know how to glide, but--

too late. taki's already falling. sabriel doesn't even get over the rails herself in time before...

right before impact, taki slows her fall by the same glide skill and lands perfectly on her feet, brushes off her sides, looks back up and waves before running off.

…

blink blink. sabriel takes a deep breath. that was... a lot.

still, she has think about whatever just happened later and try to relax for now. back to leaning against the railing behind it.

... until someone else shows up, at least. clearly this isn't as secluded as she had hoped.

"Oh, there you are!"

ahh, right on time, aina found her too.

(at least she didn't show up in the middle of taki's lecture… that probably wouldn't go well, would it...)

[quaranmine]

Officials Watcher Jimmy is an oxymoron /j

sdkfjslfj YEAH like far be it from me to say who you can and can't headcanon as a watcher--pretty sure i've seen some cool works where jimmy is a watcher. but like. i am shocked that there isn't an official listener tag for him when he's literally the Most associated with them

[haesunflower]

petty fights with zb1

genre: slight angst only for hyung line, most are lighthearted

pairing: reader (gn) x all members of zerobaseone

about/tags: what i think reader x zb1 would fight about

warning some have triggers (implied cheating, jealousy and injury), these are mostly lighthearted, not all are established relationship, bullet point reactions, all lowercase is intentional, not proofread, i should have just made this normal and not bullet, I'm lazy

⠀⠀ kim jiwoong ⠀⠀

you always thought you were secure in your relationship

a lot of people swooned over jiwoong but he's been good at reassuring you that you're the only person for him

but lately, he's been busy filming another drama with seobin

and they spend all their free time together, doing lives and filming vlogs for seobin's channel

while some of it is for pr, you know they're really good friends either way

he's a hell of a good actor, you think

because watching his chemistry with seobin, you start to think he's cheating on you

you hope he isn't, but when he comes home one day looking extremely exhausted and as if he just cried – you prayed that you would be wrong

jiwoong kneels in front of you, and has trouble looking you in the eyes

he keeps stuttering, and then just cries

⠀⠀ zhang hao ⠀⠀

when you first started dating, one of the things you worried about was how well hao would get along with your group of friends

they were kinda, well, loud and too much

and you know hao is quite introverted – it's one of the things you love about him. he's calm. you're crazy. that kinda thing.

when you're all together he's usually mostly silent but he engages in conversation. you had assumed that when you all mingle and have your own conversations he holds up on his own.

to your surpise, your best friend let you know that he hasn't made an effort to get to know her even after all these months

that made you mad

the air in the car ride home felt weird. you were at a stoplight when you accusingly said

"do you hate my friends?"

hao just looks at you, and begins to open his mouth but is distracted by the sudden green light

without giving him a chance to think, "hao i've made an effort to be good friends with your members"

hao thinks you're being unfair, because even his partner doesn't understand what it's like to be an introvert

but to some degree you're right, he doesn't try hard enough

unsure of what to say, he nods and continues to drive

you loudly sigh and direct your body towards your window. you know this will have to be a conversation for tomorrow.

⠀⠀ sung hanbin ⠀⠀

hanbin was taking longer than usual again today

you always meet up at the exit of building b of the university when you're both done with your classes, so you could go on a quick cafe date before the sun sets

it's been 30 minutes since he texted "on my way!"

fed up, you head over to his classroom to find him lending his notes to a girl. usually this isn't a problem, but it's who he's lending it to that irks you.

"baby, can we go?"

"oh hi y/n, yeah hold on somi's just finishing up with my notes"

thing is, somi likes your boyfriend, and your boyfriend doesn't see that.

you head over to their table and pick up hanbin's notebook, somi looks shocked she was disrupted

"i'll send you photos of the other pages when we get home"

you shove his notebook in your book bag and start walking away, not giving her an opportunity to respond

when hanbin catches up to your pace he reaches for your hand only for you to swat it away

"stop being so nice to everyone hanbin, they get the wrong idea"

hanbin wanted to defend himself, but he deprioritized that train of thought as he realized you are 100% the jealous type

⠀⠀ seok matthew ⠀⠀

matthew's main descriptor is that he's cute, because he is

but you didn't know that being called cute bothered your boyfriend

"am i not handsome to you?"

"babe, where is this coming from?"

he flashes his phone screen, your recent photoset post from your finsta on display. it featured various pictures of both of you from your dates the week before

the caption he pointed to: "i have the cutest boyfriend in the whole world"

so you deadass thought he was joking

but he really wasn't, he looked real serious -_-

you set the phone down and hugged him, placing your head on his chest

"of course i also think you're the hottest man on the planet"

"much better", matthew finally smiles and you both laugh as he tickles you in revenge

later that night, you posted a few of his gym thirst traps with the caption "my boyfriend is so handsome he should choke me"

his older sister commented: gross. block me next time.

⠀⠀ kim taerae ⠀⠀

so the "fight" started when he texted you that morning with

"y/n look at this, the fans are saying i dress terribly"

"....well"

"well?! well what??"

you ended up not replying because you didn't know how to word it

you loved taerae but those red sweats needed to go

so when you got another text that said "are you really not going to respond to me"

you hit him with a "let's just go shopping today"

even though you hated couple items, it was the only way for taerae to buy the items you wanted for him

he secretly bought a pair of red sweats for you

in the end, he beats the fashion taeraerist allegations (thanks to you)

⠀⠀ ricky ⠀⠀

ever since you started dating, you couldn't recall a time when you were able to pay for your dates

he beats you to it every time...and you feel terrible about it.

ricky extensively spoiled you, and all you wanted was to be given an opportunity to do the same for him

one day you asked him if you could pay for lunch this time around

"no. never. don't worry about stuff like that"

"let me do it just once, please?"

you didn't get your way, and you both walked out of the restaurant slightly annoyed

in fact, you refused to go on any date with him from that point unless you could pay for it

he deadass couldn't get you to come with him on any plan he made for a whole month.

eventually, he showed up at your place and said "fine. for every ten dates you can pay for one"

he wasn't happy with it but at least you were

⠀⠀ kim gyuvin ⠀⠀

gyuvin was the clumsiest person you know

so when he knocked over the vase and cut his hand in an attempt to clean it up, you couldn't help but scream at him in worry for his safety

"gyuvin what are you doing? you shouldn't have touched that!"

you quickly found the first aid kit that his mom kept underneath the bathroom sink

gyuvin had his head down as he applied pressure to the cut

he watched as you worked your way through the supplies

as you gently tended to his wound he tried not to make any sound

"sorry i yelled earlier. i just wish you were more careful. i don't like it when you get hurt"

he looked up to meet your eyes, you were tearing up

it was sorta clouding your vision, so you had to stop what you were doing

"i know y/n, i'm sorry. i'm working on it"

he leaned his head against yours

⠀⠀ park gunwook ⠀⠀

you're both in debate. and you strongly dislike going up against him because 98% of the time you lose.

he likes to win and then gloat about it later

"how's it like to lose for the 3rd time in a row?" (jokingly, you think)

(because you have an inclination that he might have a massive crush on you) (you are correct)

academic rivals to lovers, if you will

when you finally started dating he stopped gloating at least

that doesn't mean he goes easy on you, he tries to give his one hundred percent because so do you

sometimes mid debate he'd catch himself staring at you and get a little distracted

your losing rate has since decreased to about 70% now (thank you puppy gunwook!)

⠀⠀ han yujin ⠀⠀

yujin had issues with sharing way before you started liking each other

maybe it's because he has younger siblings and basically had to share everything with them all his life

so when he shows up to school with a fully packed lunch and extra snacks, and you dare to come up to ask for the pack of pretzels he had, he was hesitant

you did this every monday without fail and he started to get fed up with it

"get your own food will you?"

"i would but it tastes better when it comes from you" you say as you plop down next to him at the courtyard

boy was gobsmacked. from that moment on he was kinda smitten.

i don't know how either that's just how his brain works

from then on, he only shared his snacks with you

except for that one time yena from the upper year said "oh that looks good, can i have some yujinie?" and he gave the whole bag to her.

yeah you guessed it, your pretzel bag.

you were furious

he didn't understand why until you made a snide remark at the end of the day - something along the lines of "yeah you're only nice to older girls"

he bought the giant xl version of the pretzels to school the next day as a sorry

A/N: my friend alexis helped me out with the ideas per member. personally tried to be angsty but most ended up being lighthearted lol. requests are open and you can claim anons too if you'd like hehe

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[spiderlyla]

Something fluffy I like is the thought of Miguel utilising his claws for comfort reasons. Like using them to softly scratch your scalp in a very soothing manner. Running those claws through your hair, intending to make you drowsy and blissful, all the more sweet to cuddle because you go all limp against him.

Or using those claws to trace across your skin. Flashing you a teasing smile if you laugh or say it's ticklish, he'll murmur about how that's good, he's missed your smile. And yet he's so gentle you can't move away, you let him get away with it because he makes it feel so nice.

Claws ❤️

Afternoons- Miguel o'hara

tags: gn!reader × miguel o'hara

genre: toothrotting fluff

warnings: none. written in lowercase :)

a.n: this is so cute it brought back my will to write full peices.

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these lazy afternoons were something miguel lived for.

lazy afternoons where he could hear the city traffic bustling outside, everyone rushing around the skies of nueva york, trying to get where they needed to be. lazy afternoons where the sun was creeping into his bedroom through the cracks between the blinds. lazy afternoons where the room smells like sleep, and that lavender candel you always light up before you go to sleep.

lazy afternoons where he can see you laying down beside him, tangeled up in his wine coloured duvets. mouth slightly agap, your hair a mess, all cuddled up and cozy and nesting next to him, wearing absolutely nothing. seeing you like this made his heart swell.

he moved to brush your hair out of your face, his claws slightly protruding from his fingertips. he pushed the hair back, then gently began to massage your scalp, making sure to keep his claws at their current length as not to hurt you.

a smile crept onto his face when you stirred a little. a contended sigh escaped your lips, as you unconsciously leaned into his touch. he kept his hand in your hair, untangling it so you wouldn't have to struggle with it when you eventually get out of bed.

"mig," you let out a pleased, sleepy moan. "goodmornin'.." miguel chuckled, maroon eyes never leaving your face. "goodmorning, mi sol."

you smiled at the nickname. "what time is it? 'm late for work. boss' gonna be so mad." you wanted to move away, but miguel's fingers in your hair felt like heaven. his claws scratching right where you needed them. "i called in for you, said you weren't feeling well. I'm sure they can do without you for a day, amor."

"what about your work?" you worried so much about him and his work, often prioritising it over you, and he just wouldn't have that. miguel moved his free hand to your thigh, tracing your bare skin with his clawed fingertips. "don't worry about it, i told LYLA to have jess be in charge."

you hummed in reply. usually you put up a fight of some sort, telling him that he needs to go, but today you were feeling a little selfish it seems. or maybe it was that sensation running across your entire body, sending ripples of comfort everywhere.

"mig—ah, this feels so nice." you arch your back a little and snuggle a little closer to his chest. miguel mumbles lazily, "that's good, baby.." your skin feels so soft, looking beautiful with all those marks he left on you the day before.

he keeps playing in your hair, keeps hovering his hands over your thigh and tracing your curves. miguel's claws reached your waist, and you let out a giggle. he smiles at the sound and does it again, eliciting another giggle out of your pretty lips.

he swears he could get drunk on the sound.

your eyes open a little, and you see him grinning at you. "it tickles."

"what does?" he does the same motion again, very obviously tickling your side. your giggles turn into laughter, laughter that fills miguel's chest with warmth.

"mig, mig—honey, wait—wait!" you flop on your back and he laughs, now gaining access to both your sides. he moves on top and the tickles don't stop. you're both wide awake and the sounds of your shared childish laughter fills the air around you. you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him in between giggles, finally distracting him enough to have him stop tickling you.

miguel, now too focused on the kiss, pulls you on top of him and deepens it. one hand is on your waist, still, the other on your rear, tracing circles. once you pull back, you smile at him and lazily place your head on his hard torso.

he goes back to running his fingers through your hair and lets himself relax, your weight on him and your soft breathing calming his nerves.

"should get out of bed." your voice sounded half-asleep and you didn't make any attempts at getting off of him. miguel closed his eyes and rested against the fluffy pillows, sleep finding him once more.

"yeah, baby, we should."

neither of you moved till hours later.

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[lume-nosity]

an: this is a reupload!! (copy and paste pain) because for some reason my original post wasn’t showing up on the tags?? even my own??? if this doesn’t show up again i’m just gonna leave it as is. also the og’s who saw the post before i took it down are the real ones <3 anyways, requests are closed but i took this as a suggestion because i wanted to do it. when i saw this in my inbox i felt productive/determined to fulfill this ask so you're welcome /Ih and holy shit 2k+ notes on part one you guys are crazy thank you so much i'm so glad you liked it!! you take care of yourself as well dear anon <3

‘i've got my eye on you.’ (pt. 2)

prompt: what would they do if they saw their s/o in an uncomfortable situation

characters: itto, diluc, zhongli, ayato, tartaglia, thoma, kaeya

style: fluff, much fluff

notes: not proofread, lowercase intended, possibly ooc because i used character demos/teasers/ a few voicelines as references, gender neutral reader, the smaller text is whispering, no dialogue/use for [name], kuki shinobu mention in itto's part, how tf do you write zhongli and kaeya, petnames: beloved, treasure, love, swearing, blood mention in tartaglia's part, tartaglia getting a little violent, got lazy while writing the last few portions

reblogs are appreciated!

itto

"HEYYYY THERE YOU ARE!! so uh, are these guys bothering you?"

"huh, so they are. hey! hey, no worries! ill getcha outta here. i'm THE arataki numero uno they’re dealing with."

"hey, so, you're making my lovely super amazing wonderful partner uncomfortable and i would absolutely LOVE it if you leave em alone."

"oh wait, they're already gone. OHHHH did i scare them?? HAHAHAAA, man, that was great. totally worth the scare. anyways! want to have an onikabuto battle? yeah? OKAY! come on, come on, come on!!! i know the best spot to find them. but just so you know, i will beat you this time!"

let me tell you itto's was a lot of fun to write. i don't have to write too seriously!!!

he was looking for you actually, to have a little onikabuto battle since he's determined to win. (despite the many losses he has under his belt)

but seeing you look so uneasy from afar, yeah no he's not having it. ran towards you at mach 20.

one simple glance at him, those creeps are running to their mothers. the best part was that itto was confused as to why they've run off but he assumed it was because of him.

well, he's half right, because what really scared them off was kuki shinobu's shadow quite literally appeared out of nowhere next to you and itto. mvp! you guys weren't aware of her presence, because after they ran off, she just walked away. stealthy. like a boss.

i find it canon that if itto has a s/o shinobu would do anything in her power to keep those two away from trouble/danger. it's her job as deputy leader of the arataki gang, right?

diluc

"look, i'm not interested in small talk, but i'll get straight to the point. if you wish to make things simple for the both of us, see yourselves out. i won't ask again."

"what am i going to do about it? well, wouldn't you like to know." (casually readies his claymore)

"what a bunch of imbeciles. *sigh* i apologize for not arriving here sooner, i'll escort you home."

"you. want to stay with me? alright, i'll arrange a room for you at the winery right away. no? ah. i see. then i suppose my bed would big enough for the two of us to sleep on. are you satisfied with that? good. now let's go."

he isn't the darknight hero for nothing

like the gentleman he is, he was going to accompany you until you get home safely and then exchange goodbyes.

but no, you wanted to stay with him for the night. he has many rooms for the guests to use, but when you in particular suggested to sleep with him in his room, he of course doesn't mind since it's you.

should it be anyone else, it'll be an immediate no. so be glad you get to have this privilege from the guy because he loves you and is willing to do anything for you

zhongli

"pardon the intrusion, but i believe now's the time for the both of us to take our leave. please excuse us."

"it'd be wise for you to not place your indelicate hands onto my beloved. lest you'll see a rather.. grotesque, outcome."

"my dear, are you alright? ... how did i find you, you may ask? oh, please do not underestimate me. i'm far more than what meets the eye."

"we are sharing a contract, after all. to live and cherish life with one another until the end of time, to be safe, filled with tenderness and warmth within our hearts, and to not have anyone interfere that great deal of a bond. for you are my greatest treasure."

rip my brain for having to push zhongli's portion out because it clearly cannot comprehend this man's vocabulary.

you and him are to follow a contract, yes. but it's similar to a confession, if that makes sense?

basically zhongli was the one to confess to you first with his built-in thesaurus (to which you accepted of course if you like him too) and then have you and him sign' this sort of contract as a promise to stick with one another for as long as life can allow it. and by sign...

it's a kiss. to seal the contract :)

ayato

"a pity. hm? yes, i am 'the head of the kamisato clan. but your concerns about my reputation is irrelevant."

"you're harassing my lover, and if i catch you doing this unsightly act once again, then i'm afraid i'll have to resort to something that'll make you wish you've never been born."

"ah, my words were too harsh? nonsense, it was vitally necessary. at least it'd driven them away. well, i guess there are benefits for someone of high status."

"come now, i'll have my staff cook you something to your liking. you are my lover, so they'll be sure to suit your needs. you needn't worry."

fun fact: i've never finished ayato's story quest so i was writing this blind (with the help of some voicelines/demos/teasers, this goes along with the rest of the men on this list)

originally, you two were going on a nightly stroll since he was free but were stopped by a group of creeps. however, ayato handled the matter in his way.

in his head, those creeps are a waste of time and mere bugs because, well, they are. and pathetic, because they immediately recognize him for his high status and they all shrank in his presence. which made things easier for ayato. he made a small threat, and then they zoomed.

afterwards, he wanted to bring you home for dinner instead. continuing to stay out after that ordeal was not an option in his book.

what a good man

tartaglia

"wow, you all are quite bold. daring to do that while i'm here? hah, how risky. i'm actually impressed, by how wrong of a move you've just played."

"say, wouldn't you guys be interested for a sparring session? i'll be delighted to fight you all at the same time to enhance my combative capabilities. no? are you sure? okay, the offer's still on the table you know. and don't think i'm letting you all off so easily."

"love, are you alright? did they hurt you? if they did then i'll be sure to give them the same pain as they did to you. but worse. hm? no? okay, if you insist."

"moving on, let's go home shall we? the more i think about those creeps, the more i'm itching to grab my blades and hunt them down. oh! no, it's nothing. let's move, wouldn't want to stay out for too long."

we all know that he'll definitely end them

the thing is, he was right next to you when it happened and it's almost as if those asshats were blind!!!

blinded by his beauty ig

well, those assholes should sleep with one eye open every night now that tartaglia has seen them.

thoma

"excuse me, my partner and i are in a hurry. we have important business to attend to and we wouldn't want to be late."

"we won't take up the rest of your time, so please, if you'll excuse us."

"phew, that was rough. i didn't like how they were treating you, so i wanted to help you out. oh nonono, there's no need to thank me! as your boyfriend, it's my job to make sure that you're safe and happy at all times!"

"to get your mind off of what happened, i'll cook dinner for you tonight. any preferences? favorites? recipes? ill be sure to write them down!"

thoma based

instead of staying and insulting them, he just makes up an excuse to leave! it saves less time!!

..which shunned the creeps to bits. because you see, to me, people who are as kindhearted as thoma are equivalent to sunshine. and by sunshine i mean blindingly bright.

too nice and polite to the point the creeps are blind and deaf, you get what i mean?

kaeya

"well, well, well, how amusing of you all to act in such a way while i'm here. clearly you weren't cautious about your surroundings nor able to understand the differences between common courtesy and disrespect."

"how do i think so? from what you were displaying a few seconds ago, there's an obvious answer to that. it's allill written in your face. uneasiness. just like my partner."

"run along now, before your feet will run cold."

"ah, please, spare me the thanks. i only did what i had to do. as long as you're safe, that's all that matters to me. now then, allow me to treat you to dinner. it's all on me~"

honestly i got very lost in writing kaya's portion despite listening to his voicelines for like 2-3 times :,)

but, what i can conclude from this is that he'll be the sly bro he usually is with people

except in here, it's a bit different. his words are like that of a snake, wrapping around its prey.

makes sense, because kaeya doesn't stand people who make his s/o uncomfortable. if he scares them off or anything, then so be it. anything to keep you safe.

[loveephia]

May I request Kageyama with the "You're comfy" prompt?

COUCH CUDDLES | tobio kageyama

prompt: "you're comfortable."

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, kageyama is very tired, him coming home to reader, oikawa mentioned, timeskip.

⚠ warning/s: manga spoilers.

note: I REMEMBER YOU!! YOU TOLD ME TO KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK EHHEHEHE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR REQUEST!!! I APOLOGIZE THAT IT TOOK ME 2-ISH DAYS TO WRITE THIS. i kinda got writer's block at one point, uGHH, but i hope you enJOY READING!!!!! :D

you were on the couch waiting for your dear boyfriend to come home from practice. the coach has been quite demanding lately since japan's match against argentina is approaching.

with the lazy rustle of keys at the door, you immediately knew it was him. tobio kageyama opened the door and met your eyes. he closes the door, drops his gym bag, and dragged his way to the couch. he stood there idly, staring at you with that hilarious pout on his face.

"tobio? what are yo— oof!" kageyama had rested himself snuggly on top of you, arms making their way around your waist. "oi, get offff!" you whined at his heaviness.

"did you even shower?" your eyes squinted down at him suspiciously. "i did. back at the gym." he mumbled his answer against your chest. you took a whiff of his hair just in case. milky vanilla.

you hummed, "okay then.."

"but still, get off! i'm practically suffocating because of you—!" you tried to act serious, but your boyfriend's childish antics were really cute. kageyama shook his head. "no, you're comfortable."

you finally give up with a long sigh and let him cuddle into you. "so how was your day?" you asked. "hellish. we had to focus on improving our receives and digs because oikawa's serves are heavy-hitting." kageyama complained, "he's really cool.." he quietly said.

you nodded with a small giggle. he's such a big fan of oikawa..

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[arxxq]

Hello! Can i request prompt 12. “I'm not that jealous type but what's mine is mine.” with Nagi Seishiro for the collaboration you posted? Thank you and take care always (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

12. “I'm not that jealous type but what's mine is mine.”| nagi seishiro

Thank you for the request anon! Mwah♡

I'm not really doing good and i’m sick rn, my nose are stuffed, my head is spinning, my throat is dying and unfortunately i still have to go to school. that also explains my inactivity besides school rn. i’m doing my best to manage my time to write and do some of my school works as well. 

list of prompts are in my blog, i recently updated my navigation (my pinned post) so just check that and you will find the link to the prompts listed. 

mistakes will be fixed once i reread, lowercase intended

mentions of y/n / reader being reo’s step sibling. gender not specified. please forgive me if i mention she/her pronounces here. 

you and nagi have been together for a while. 

you must admit when you first started dating it did felt weird dating a lazy football player. 

just as you manage to got used to it in a few months, it got even weirder realizing that nagi seishiro, your beloved boyfriend was your brother’s best friend. 

it seems like reo himself didn’t know you were dating his best friend. it was clear to you that nagi had never told anyone of his relationship with you and that made you feel some sort of wave called relieve. so instead of telling reo, you decided to keep it hidden first. 

if you are wondering, no one in the school or anywhere infact knew about you and reo being step siblings because you didn’t really want the fame and your parents have always prioritize reo’s needs more than you, and with that you and reo agreed and manage to as well convince your parents to take in your biological mother’s surname instead. 

yes you have always questioned why the mikage family decided to adopt you, but that doesn’t mean you weren’t grateful about it at all. it felt like you were in a dream. even if your step parents didn’t give you much attention, you step brother did. he would always manage to convince his parents to spoil you. you have to admit, reo is probably the best brother you could ever have. 

he was always the person who cared, so its not really a surprise that reo would probably be the one who would stay longer then anyone when you are in your grave. and you would also do the same. 

now lets go back to our original subject....

not only did reo did not know about your relationship with nagi, but nagi himself also did not know that you were the younger sibling of his friend, mikage reo. the decision seems foolish because honesty usually is the best policy and you agree it is. its just that you can’t seem to bring yourself to tell them about this. 

so keeping it a secret was suppose to bring you time so you can feel prepared on when to tell them. 

but to your luck, life wasn’t liking your decision so of course it had to ruin it in some way possible. when you were already ready to tell reo, that was when fate decided to struck.

so it was at school. you came up to reo all of a sudden to ask if he’d like to walk with you for a while. yes it did weirded out others in the school because they themselves knew that you were already dating someone. 

everyone knew you were dating someone including your brother, but they just didn’t know who. yes reo did know about you having a relationship, but he didn’t ask you because he didn’t want to sound like and overprotective brother to you and he obviously did not want to pry into your personal business. he chose to be patient and waited you to tell him about it. 

that shows he’s a caring brother figure doesn’t it. 

meanwhile with nagi, he saw you walking up to reo his closest friend. it did bother him but he didn’t want to show it. he also felt a weird feeling and he absolutely disliked the whole feeling. something in his head had told him to follow you guys so he did...

so when you and reo arrived to a less crowded space you were about to tell him but you were cut off by your snow white boyfriend. 

“so what did you want to talk about?” 

“well it’s about--” just as you were about to tell him, you felt your body being pulled by to hands and your back was faced with someones chest, that person proceeded to put his head on you shoulder and say something you wouldn’t expect. 

“I'm not that jealous type but what's mine is mine.”

your jaw dropped. you knew who it was. his words had struck you and you went speechless. your face was also burning up. those words was something so unexpected to hear from nagi. he sounded so jealous right now. 

meanwhile reo had witnessed the whole thing and was processing what he just saw. now i guess he finally realized who you were with. he did felt disappointed you didn’t tell him but he understands that you have a hard time telling people something so big to you. he just smirked at nagi. 

“so you are jealous huh nagi?” he chuckled and decided to teased nagi even more. “of course i am. you can have anyone else just not my dove...” reo looks at you and he couldn’t hold in his laughter since your face right now was priceless. 

you were so flustered. your face was fully flushed with the colors of red and pink. 

“hey chill, i wont steel them from you cause that would be just weird!” that made nagi confused. “nagi..they’re my step sibling, and i have to say i am disappointed they didn’t tell me about you two but i’m happy its you honestly,” 

nagi was confused but shock at this info. “dove why you didn’t tell me that you were siblings with reo,” he sounded so sad and he looked quite betrayed. “i couldn’t bring the courage to tell you..” 

“mm i guess that’s understandable..” 

i had no idea on how to end this so i ended it there.

reblogs are highly appreciated 

do not claim as your own and do not post my works on other platforms unless you have my permit 

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⋆.ೃ࿔* COUCHES ! - ,,

includes: sae

warnings: slight angst with comfort, fem! reader, grammar errors, fluff, arguments, over 400 words and lowercase intended!

a/n: hello, it's me again, this is a pretty popular prompt, so i thought i’d try it! if you want a part 2, comment or message me with what character(s) you want, and ill try to make it!!

SAE — ‘you sleep on the couch ’

after the heated argument between your boyfriend and yourself, it was no surprise that one of you had to leave the house, or your neighbours might have called the cops to check on the two of you.

papers were scattered across the lounge, shattered glass and the match of sae’s soon-to-be opponents, which quickly became background noise due to the screaming match between sae and yourself. sae, being the petty man he is, left the house with a slam of the door, leaving you with nothing but your quiet sobs and the mess that was made during the dispute.

scanning the house, you began to pick up the shards of glass to prevent anyone from getting hurt, and by the time everywhere was tidied up, it had just reached 11 PM, and there was still no sign of sae. although the two of you had fought, that didn't mean you had no sympathy left in your heart.

reaching for your phone, you dialled his number as it rang once, twice, then thrice and soon went to his voicemail which was still set to default because he thought, “telling someone you’re not there when they already know is irrelevant.”

and after your 5th attempt, you gave up and quickly showered, then grabbed a few pillows and blankets, making a nice bed on the couch. the clock ticked 12:17 as the door creaked open, scared to wake you. sae slid off his sneakers as he tiptoed upstairs into the shower, hoping to get at least 8 hours of sleep before waking up for his morning jog.

around 12:50, sae finally infiltrated your shared bedroom and slipped into bed, rubbing the back of a pillow, which you were supposed to be. once sae realized there was no other form of life in the room, he rushed downstairs to where you were fast asleep with your mouth slightly parted as the moon hues hit your face ever so gently.

sae couldn’t help but admire you as he lifted you from your spot on the couch, carrying you up to your rightful place on the bed beside him. squirming, you fluttered your eyes open as sae plopped you on the mattress laying beside you. “sae? what are you doing?” you groaned, rubbing the sleep out your eye to see your boyfriend who had his face stuffed into your neck.

“sleeping..” he muttered softly, “that's what you should be doing.”

“I was until you brought me upstairs against my will,”

“just go back to bed, i have to wake up in a few hours.” sae groaned, fixing his position and squeezing your waist a little tighter.

“did you forget how you not only walked out on me but also listed ten different ways on how I'm ‘insufferable’?” you scoffed, gently pushing sae away.

“no,” he grumbled, slightly getting up.

“then what are you supposed to say?” amused by his behaviour, you settled your weight onto your arm, getting a better view of him. “‘m sorry, k. it was messed up of me to push you out when all you wanted to do was to care for me and help me to relax, i know im a horrible boyfriend, i might even be the worst one ever to exist, but please let me have this right now, my love.”

“who are you, and what have you done to my boyfriend?” you chuckled, ruffling his hair. “it's all me, promise. Now can we go to bed and talk about this in the morning like reasonable adults?”

“of course,

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.

.

my big baby.” was the last thing you small while placing a kiss on his forehead and slowly drifting off to sleep in his arms.

word count: 528

a/n: hihihi, i was going to add more characters but i got lazy and decided you guys needed a post so yeah but pls moot me, im boreddd!! 😁😄😀😕🙁☹️😢😭

[gyubaseone]

sung hanbin. photograph

❛ take a picture, it'll last longer. ❜

pairing — sung hanbin x f!reader

genre — fluff, slight angst, classmates to lovers (?)

synopsis — hanbin is willing to do anything to get a good grade in his art class ; even if it means he has to partner up with y/n.

warnings — mentions of family problems! y/n is kind of a jerk at the beginning.. third person pov, lowercase intended, not proofread thoroughly. lots of mistakes, i'm too lazy to change it's been like 2 weeks ..

word count — 2,582

notes — honestly not my best work once again.. i've just been really lazy to write with finals coming up + i have three projects due soon ㅠ but i hope you guys enjoy <3 might make a part 2 someday if people like it??

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sung hanbin was the most popular guy at his university ; being known for his smarts, kindness, and especially his good looks. everybody loved him. everyone but y/n.

she had made it evidently clear that she was never fazed by him, barely batting an eye towards him whenever he walked by or sat down besides her on the first day of their art class.

he never understood why she was the way she was, had he done something wrong? nonetheless, he just brushed it off. everyone else adored him, it's not like his life depended on y/n liking him.

that's until it kind of mattered. because one day, the art teacher had given out a photography assignment for a final grade ; and it was a two-person assignment. you can take a wild guess at who got paired up, right?

"in pairs, you will go to tourist attractions and take pictures to capture their essence," the teacher spoke, switching the slide of the powerpoint, "i already decided where you all will be going and the pairs you will be in, so don't bother asking me if you can work with your friends."

all the students scanned the screen, hoping to be partnered with their friends. as hanbin finally found his name, his mouth fell wide open realizing who he had been partnered with. looking over at y/n, only to see her looking his way aswell ; hanbin faced the front once again.

it was bad enough that hanbin had been partnered with the only person he hadn't been able to talk to, but it was a final grade. he couldn't miss it no matter what if he wanted to keep his grade. so he just had to attempt to befriend her.

hanbin took a deep breath before getting up and walking over to y/n as everyone was already talking with their partners, standing in front of her when he opened his mouth to talk before being cut off by y/n.

"if you want to take the pictures this weekend, i'll meet you at the train station so we can head to gyeongbokgung palace," y/n stood up, gathering all her books off her desk, "be there by 9 am on saturday, or i'm leaving without you."

and just like that, the bell rang meaning the end of the period ; y/n walked out, leaving hanbin there without him even being able to speak one word. this just might be the longest two weeks of his life.

if it wasn't bad enough that y/n had been adamant about the two meeting up early in the morning on a saturday for their project, but hanbin had woken up late. the only day it really mattered that he wakes up early.

and so, hanbin found himself running towards the train station ; gripping onto his messenger bag with his hair half done since he didn't have enough time to brush it all the way and was probably going to be messed up by the time he got to the station.

once he finally got to his terminal, barely on time, hanbin found y/n sitting on a bench ; seemingly on the phone with somebody.

"i told you— i have a school project to do, i won't be home until later," y/n attempted to mutter for nobody to hear her conversation, barely being able to contain annoyed tone, "why do i have to do everything for you? who's the parent here?"

from where hanbin was standing, it sounded like she was talking to her parents and that they were trying to make her do something. but then again, it was still early in the morning for him and he didn't really know what he heard.

"no, i'm not giving you attitude— y'know what, i can't deal with this nonsense right now," y/n stood up, looking around the station for hanbin before finding him standing right behind her.

once the realization hit that he probably heard her conversation, y/n immediately hung up the call and stuffed her phone into her pocket. "how long have you been standing there?" she asked, her facial expression changing from annoyed to now looking surprised and worried.

"about... 2 minutes, i think?" hanbin looked down at his watch, realizing he had zoned out for a moment while listening to y/n's conversation, "sorry.. your conversation sounded serious, i didn't want to interrupt."

"it's... it's fine, let's go," y/n seemed as if she was about to say something more but instead picked up her bag from the bench, turning around to walk towards their designated train.

the train ride was going to be at least one hour to gyeongbokgung palace, which meant y/n and hanbin had to sit together for an hour. usually, it was a breeze for hanbin to be on train rides ; he could talk with whoever he was with or just spend time on his phone. this ride felt particularly uncomfortable for him.

his shoulders were tense as he tried not to even touch the line that seperated y/n's seat from his. hanbin was constantly glancing over at the girl, seeing her on her phone everytime. he should go on his phone too right? there was no point in being so on edge when y/n seemed fine.

and so, hanbin went on his phone — but to his surprise, there was nothing much to do on his phone. it seemed like nothing was going on that early in the morning, so he just looked out the window and enjoyed the view of mountains that could be seen. he eventually felt more calm, complerelt forgetting about the girl besides him.

that was until hanbin heard y/n let out a loud sigh, closing her phone and putting it on the table infront of them. he should probably say something right? but it's not like they were friends ; y/n probably didn't want to hear his voice. oh, but it was aching him to not say anything. helping people was his specialty.

"are you alright?" hanbin finally spoke up after much consideration, seeing y/n lift her head up after hearing his words. he watched as her mouth opened as if she wanted to say something, but hesitantly closed it, "you don't have to say anything, you just seemed down."

just as he was about to go back to what he was doing, y/n started talking. "i... probably shouldn't be talking to you about this — i mean, it's none of your business but..." she let out a deep sigh before continuing her sentence, "okay, i'll talk."

"my parents, they have this idea of me that needs to happen or else i'll seem like a disappointment," y/n let out, fiddling with her fingers while she did so, "ever since i was born, i was just a pawn in their game. they just want me to be what they couldn't be in life."

"and you don't want that?" hanbin added on, attempting to understand where y/n was coming from. when she looked at him and nodded, there was this subtle hint of sadness in her eyes ; like she was tired of everything. "well, who says they can tell you what to do?"

"it's your life, y/n. you have the control," hanbin expressed, being absolutely seriously even moving his hands every word he spoke as if he was in a ted talk. "if you don't want to do what they want you to do — just be you."

y/n remained quiet for a minute, taking in probably the weirdest moment of her week. she was talking about her family problems, to sung hanbin. out of anyone she could've talked to, she talked to sung hanbin. but it felt nice?

"thanks for the talk, hanbin," y/n said after zoning back in, "i never really thought i would talk about this with anyone, especially not you..."

"well, you can talk to me anytime," hanbin gave her a warm smile, his shoulders feeling less tense now that y/n seemingly didn't dislike him anymore. maybe she never did? but why was he so fixated on it then?

the two got off the train not long after their talk, taking a bus to gyeongbokgung. as they stood in front of the entrance area, y/n's eyes landed on the hanbok shop nearby. seeing groups of girls taking pictures together in front of the shop in their hanboks made her slightly envious. she had been so caught up in what her parents wanted to do, she forgot to enjoy the small moments.

"do you wanna rent a hanbok?" hanbin questioned, looking at her after seeing how interested she looked at the hanbok shop. "i hear you get in for free if you rent one."

"what? no... that seems a bit extra," y/n denied, looking away from the hanbok shop, "and the free entry thing is dumb, i can literally buy 10 tickets for the price of renting a hanbok."

"alright... it's your call," hanbin let out a slight laugh, adjusting his camera settings before walking through the entrance of gyeongbokgung.

y/n took one last glance at the hanbok shop before following hanbin into the palace — there was this feeling in her gut when she walked away ; the hanboks just looked so pretty, they were stuck in her mind now.

the two picked the place which had the least people so nobody could be in the pictures that they took — it was also more quiet in general.

y/n stepped up on a board, bringing her camera lens to her eye in order to take a picture of the scenery in front of her. hanbin, on the other hand, was looking for spots to capture through his lens before landing on the sight of y/n taking her picture.

wow, was she always this pretty? it was because of the camera lens, right? it was probably just better quality, right? hanbin slowly lowered the camera away from his face, staring at y/n for a moment before she called him out.

"take a picture, it'll last longer," y/n spoke, turning around to the other side, taking another picture after speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"what— i wasn't— i was just looking for something to take a picture of!" hanbin stammered, attempting to defend himself before walking off to find another location to take pictures of.

after walking around some more, hanbin ended up sitting down on the steps of the palace ; his eyes wandering around to see where he could take more photos. yet, his eyes fell on y/n again.

there was just something about her that kept him looking at her ; so mesmerizing, so indelible. then came that familiar feeling he felt, his heart was beating once again. his thoughts were now scattered in his head, causing him to picking up his camera and snapping a photo of y/n.

maybe it wasn't the smartest idea, but all thoughts non-y/n related had fluttered out of hanbin's head the moment she was in his view. "what am i doing?" hanbin slowly realized how stupid his actions were, going to delete the photo before hearing his name be called.

"hanbin, i think i'm done with this area! do you want to head over to another palace?" y/n asked, walking up to hanbin after going through all her photos once more, "i think the one nearby has less people now."

"oh yeah, sure. let's go," hanbin nodded in response, getting up from the steps to follow y/n out of the palace area they were in.

"alright, i hope you all worked hard and finished the project over the weekend," the art teacher spoke up, looking up from her computer screen to pick on a pair, "let's see.. sung hanbin and l/n y/n, pass me your flash drives."

the two stood besides the teacher as she plugged in hanbin's flash drive first. the whole class was silent at first, waiting for the file to upload.

as the teacher pressed on the file, continuing to look through the photos while adding side comments on the scenery. until, they got to the last picture on the slide ; the photo hanbin had taken of y/n.

the whole class filled with whispers once the girl in the picture was recognized ; it really shouldn't have been that surprising, they were paired together.

but this was full on — the assignment was to capture the essence of the attraction ; what hanbin did was capture the essence of his sudden attraction towards y/n.

"what an interesting collage, hanbin," the teacher looked towards him, giving him an almost teasing smile before taking out his flash drive to replace it with y/n's flash drive.

hanbin felt like the whole world was spinning on its axis ; how could he have forgotten to delete that picture from his drive? how was he supposed to explain the reason behind him taking a picture of y/n now? "i...i can explain.." was all he could mutter out, slightly leaning toward y/n.

no he couldn't explain ; nothing even came to his mind other than the worst possible outcome that could happen after he talked to y/n. maybe she wouldn't even want to talk to him anymore — but they never even talked before this, why was there suddenly this aching feeling in his heart?

hanbin continued fiddling with his fingers, impatiently waiting for the teacher to finish looking through y/n's flash drive so he could just dash out of that room.

but was he in for a surprise? oh, he sure was. all of a sudden, his fear and anxiousness was replaced with confusion once he saw the last slide of y/n's photos ; a photo of him appeared.

hanbin's face fell almost instantly, his mouth falling open. what? when? how? so many new questions filled his head as he looked over at y/n, who had her face scrunched up out of embarrassment and was unwilling to look at hanbin's reaction.

she did the same thing he did. they both took pictures of eachother without the other one knowing. what did this mean now? did she feel the same feelings he did?

" i see both of you had similar ideas on the project, hm?" the teacher added, turning to look at the two once again with a wider and more obvious smirk, "good work. seems like i made a good choice aswell."

with that, the two sat back down in their seats, not even batting an eye towards each other. maybe a few glances once in a while, even meeting eyes once ; but they were too embarrased to say anything. what was there to even say now.

as the bell rang, signalling for them to change classes. they got up and faced each other, both opening their mouths to say something.

"you can go first," hanbin spoke up, prompting for y/n to say something only for her to shake her head, "okay so i'll speak.. uhm... i don't really know what to say actually. this is strange, right? i don't know why i took that photo but basically uh—"

"how about... lunch sometime?" y/n offered, cutting off hanbin before he could ramble anymore which would make them late for class.

"that sounds nice," hanbin agreed, smiling brightly with y/n reciprocating before they started walking out of art class.

© gyubaseone — please refrain from copying, translating, reposting or claiming my work as your own.

[snoreyua]

₊˚ෆ ⁀➷　come back to me // ep. 5

synopsis : you and riki were childhood best friends doing everything together. when you entered middle school, you overheard him talking shit about you to his so-called friends. out of frustration, you moved schools and cut all contact with him. now starting a new year in high school, what will you do when riki unexpectedly transfers to your school? can you rebuild your friendship or will something much deeper will bloom?

word count : 1.1k

warnings : reader cries??, lowercase intended, not proofread, lmk if i missed anything

yua's notes : i had the biggest writer's block (it's the school air) 😭 im so sorry i left this for so long or if its not v good cuz like my brain isn't working at all 😵😵

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you yelped as your body was lifted swiftly. he had swept you off your feet, quite literally. riki chuckled at your reaction, looking at you with a fat grin painted across his face. you couldn't lie that you missed this feeling, when it felt like you and riki were the only people in the world. you felt your lips mirroring the silly grin he had on his face, as he continued to carry you out of the infirmary. "damn I've missed that smile," he looked down at you as your face went to a light shade of pink. he laughed at your face, causing you to blush even more.

"hey you know i'm not a baby, you can put me down i'm fine," you grumbled as riki continued to tease you. he chuckled before making a pouting face at you. "aww little y/n can walk by herself? I thought I needed to carry you all the way home," he laughed more as he gently set you down. you slapped his arm, causing him to flinch dramatically. he grabbed his arm and looked at you with an exaggerated pained expression. you rolled your eyes jokingly as you listened to his pleas of you kissing his arm to make it feel better.

after a walk full of laughter, screams and arguing, you had finally arrived at riki's house. he opened the gate, signalling for you to go in. he unlocked the door, showing the same house that you went to as a kid. you followed him inside, seeing his mother in the kitchen. "ah y/n! you're here again it's been so long!" she hummed cheerfully as she squeezed you in a hug. you hugged her back, a smile forming on your lips. "aunty! it's nice to see your beautiful face again after all these years," you grinned as she waved her hand. riki suddenly took your hand, telling his mother that he wanted to take you to his room before dragging you away.

"she still loves you as much as she did before," he sighs as he leads you to his room. you smiled proudly as you looked at his annoyed expression. "obviously, because i'm an angel unlike you," you teased as he stuck his tongue out to you, making you laugh. he rattled the doorknob slightly before pushing the door. his room had barely changed compared to before. his shinee posters still hung from the same spots, his dancing kit was thrown by the frame of his bed, his soccer carpet still an off white. the nostalgia hit you like a slap on your face. you watched him from the door as he walked inside, plopping onto his bed. he looked at you, patting the empty spot next to him.

you sat down next to him, falling backwards onto his bed. "your room has barely changed since I've last been here," your eyes met his as your head turned to him. he huffed before laying down next to you. "well, what can I say? I like how my room is," his eyes gazed at the creme ceiling. "it's still has messy. have you not cleaned it since I last came or something?" you looked at the piles of clothes on the floor. he laughed and shook his head. "I thought you knew me~ I'm too lazy to sort through them," he groaned as he looked at what looked like a clothing mountain inside his closet.

the sound of his mother's voice echoed up to his room. he got up, telling you he would be back. as he left, you stood up from his bed, walking towards his desk. it was slightly dusty, large stacks of books, paper and other things were scattered through the space. you giggled, thinking to yourself about how he never did his homework. your eyes landed on a photo frame on his desk. you picked it up, observing the photo.

you and riki were hugging each other, your body being lifted into the air as your faces were squished together side to side as you both had big grins on your face. it was from your first day of school. your jaw dropped, your eyes widening as you observed the photo more. why does he still have this? you thought to yourself. yes, you and him were childhood friends, but you didn't realise how long the two of you had been together. your bond was undeniably strong and the day that you left him was sure to also hurt him as much as it hurt you. your eyes stung with tears as you sniffled, your hands gripping on the photo tighter.

"y/n!! my mother made you soup! she said it will help you with your cold-" riki barged in the room, his face dropping when he saw you crying. he put down the tray, coming towards you. his hands gently turned you towards him. he hugged you tightly, stroking your hair as you cried into his chest. you really missed this feeling. he guided you to his bed, sitting on the edge as your tears stopped. his eyes landed on the photo frame in your hand, before looking at you again. "I'm sorry that was a bit dramatic of me haha," you managed to chuckle as you wiped your remaining tears away.

he stared at you with a sad look in his eyes. riki was going to say something but hesitated, thinking it wasn't the best time to ask you why you cried. he put the tray in his lap, scooching closer to him. "I know that you probably still aren't that comfortable with me, but please don't think that about yourself ok?" he looked at you concerned. you felt yourself crying again but you held back your tears and nodded. he scooped some of the soup into the spoon before hovering it in front of your mouth, waiting for you to drink it. you sipped the soup, the scratchy feeling in your throat being relieved. he continued doing it until there was no more left.

he set the tray aside, patting your back. "y/n, can we start over?" you looked at him, wide eyed as he stared at the carpet floor. you stayed quiet, thinking carefully. he did hurt you before, but the unbearable pain of him not being with you was way worse. you sighed, fiddling with your fingers before finally speaking up. "alright. let's start over," you smiled as riki's face lit up. he tackled you into a suffocating hug, making you scream in surprise before the two of you burst into laughter.

you didn't know how much you needed him.

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[hecs]

don’t apologize if a fic is ‘short’! you put so much work into it and it shows! great job babe 🩷

i’m trying to see the request info but the link won’t open? :( but if i could req some jealous!sakura?

OMG, THANKYOU SO MUCH 💌💌 I still haven't made the rules for requesting yet 😞 and of course you could!

CUDDLES AND KiSSES - miyawaki sakura (requested)

pairing: jealous!sakura x gn!reader

warnings: kisses, if there's more pls lmk

a/n: lowercase intended, not proofread, sorry if there's some grammar errors and if the story don't make sense

i think sakura hardly gets jealous, but when she IS jealous, she'll probably like get all touchy but will not show it to everyone !!

for example

sakura invited you to their movie night since the members requested it and she has been missing you a LOT

let's skip this part (I'm lazy 🙁🙁)

eunchae wants to watch a horror movie (she said it'll be fun) (spoiler: it's not)

you sat on the sofa in between kkura and chaewon, while the other three sat on the floor

the movie itself was good, but there's one thing that bothers her the most.

the way chaewon hugs you and hides her face in your neck whenever there's a scary part

she knows that chaewon doesn't have any romantic feelings for you, and she does that because she is scared

but she can't help but feel jealous :(((

by the end of the movie, you all part ways and say goodbye to each other

kkura instantly grabbed you by the wrist and took you to her room

when you both reach her room, she closes the door and hug you so tightly

“baby, what's wrong with you?”

she wouldn't respond and hid her face in your neck more

“let's get on the bed first yeah?”

she just nodded

you lead her to the bed and lay down with her, her hand on your waist hugging you close until her head is on your chest

both of you say nothing and you are playing with her hair, like always (she loves that)

something was off...

you were quick enough to know that your GIRLFRIEND is not okay !!!

“okay, what's bothering you? why are you so quiet? where's my kiss?”

sakura look at your face and then hid her face again

????? you were confused ?????

suddenly, you feel her lips on your neck, giving it a LOTS of attention (butterflies fr)

and she stops for a second, and for the first time in a while, she says, “i was jealous, chaewon kept on hugging you while we were watching the movie” she hides her face in your neck again

p.s: your baby is shy

you couldn't help but snort at her cuteness

Your hands reached for her face and wasted no time on giving kisses to every inch of her beautiful face

you pulled away, and say ”you're so cute, you know that?”

you two spend the night cuddling and kissing 💋💋

© hecs, 2023

— I'm sorry if i took too long lol 😭 school is stressing me out TvT, and thank you for requesting and reading !! have a nice day!!

[iheartchuuyaa]

warm bath for a cold heart

pairings; chuuya x zombie!reader

cw; zombies, fluff(? tried to make it sweet), reader is stinky dirty half zombie, implied fem!reader, nudity (because bath DUH), not explicit, mentions of blood, lowercase intended, not proofread, possible grammar mistakes + possible spelling mistakes, i am lazy and tired so have these crumbs. lmk if i missed anything

a/n; hi! this is p.2 to my zombie!reader headcanons which you can read here i hope you enjoy!

chuuya knew you were due for a bath the moment he saw you. you were dirty, disgusting, and you had many wounds that would be better off covered.

and so, with much struggle and determination, chuuya managed to strip you and get you into the bath. with a pout, you glared at him. you really hated water, it made you feel like you were falling apart.

"i'm not that dirty." you claimrd, crossing your arms and glaring off into the distance. chuuya sighed, "yes, you are. now let me wash you." he said, readying the soft cloth he managed to find.

you eventually gave in, allowing him to scrub at your skin and wash off the dirt and grime. he was careful to avoid serious wounds, and go softer on the smaller wounds as to not damage them further.

then, he washed your hair, cutting some of it off as he did since there was no chance of getting the blood and dirt out of it.

and once you got out and dried off, he helped you brush your teeth for the first time since turning, before bringing you back to his bed and beginning to wrap the bandages around you.

"quit squirming, doll." he commanded, looking up into your eyes for a moment before continuing to bandage you up. you had squirmed since the bandages felt odd against your skin, and you didn't like it.

once he was finished with that, he muttered a "good job" as he pat your head, offering to take you out on a scavenge tomorrow so you could find a snack.

how could you resist?

— signed, @nilamiaa (do not repost, plagiarize, steal, or translate my works.)

[shieldfoss]

In the context of cloning a github repo, I typically have Opinions about what the path should be, e.g. let's pretend I want to fetch the source code for doom (...no relation to previous post)

---

the obvious solution is

~$ cd repos ~/repos$ gh repo clone id-Software/DOOM ~/repos$ cd DOOM ~/repos/DOOM$

Which isn't what I want, exactly, for two reasons.

First - that's not where I want the repo. I want my repos separated out to avoid name collisions e.g. what if I have two repos that are both called "test" - my own test repo and also one from a client? Or I want five different DOOM repos for the five different versions of DOOM I contribute to? (Example extremely contrived, work with me here)

so I don't want github.com/id-Software/DOOM cloned to

~/repos/DOOM

Instead I want it in

~/repos/id-Software/DOOM

...except that also isn't quite right because posix paths are case sensitive and I do not want to remember which arbitrary letters are upper and-or lower cased, so I make all my paths lowercased:

~/repos/id-software/doom

Now gh will do that for me no problem, I just gotta

~/repos$ gh repo clone id-Software/DOOM id-software/doom

...if I'm already in "repos" - otherwise I gotta use an absolute path:

~/some/folder/elsewhere$ gh repo clone id-Software/DOOM /repos/id-software/doom

but wait that's not what I wanted at all. Did you spot the typo? I usually do but not always.

What I want is that, no matter where I am, I can always just write

arbitaryPath$ gh repo clone OrGanIZAtion/PROject

and what will happen is

the cloning of exactly github.com/OrGanIZAtion/PROject

into exactly ~repos/organization/project

And I mean this is what shell scripts are for, right? Exactly this thing? I don't even have to be weird about it in my script - "gh repo clone" knows to error out if that final folder already-exists-and-isn't-empty

But then I'd have to write a shell script and I am exactly the kind of lazy that will take 10 minutes writing and formatting this post but not take 5 minutes to write a shell script because you have to "do it right" which means testing and versioning and bleblebleheleaefliaejfailjfwhy_am_I_LIKE_this.json

[gurugirl]

I love stepdad Harry! Always brings a smile to my face when i see youve posted (guilty pleasure yum). Thank you for the last one!

but i cannot get enough of stepmom reader. You’ve made that one into something really special. In fact I told someone about it last week and they were like ~ nope. Not into stepmom stuff or older yn. Nope ~

but then guess what? they wound up reading it and binged all three parts and admitted to me that they were wrong 😂 I’m like ‘yeah I know’

just wanted to share that with you! Your stepmom fic is so shockingly good (not shocking bc you’re not a good writer, shocking bc it’s a trope most of us were not interested in) that it’s quickly become my top 5 all time favorite.

i cannot wait for part 4! I adore them and you so much. Do you have any idea when part 4 will come out? Any sneaky???

ps.. sorry for the weird capitalization stuff going on there. My phone decided when to capitalize randomly and I’m too lazy to fix.

A Good Boy sneak peek under the cut below!

🥹 thank you so much, babe. Really glad you liked the stepdad!harry from yesterday! That was a quick little fun thing to write.

As for stepmom!reader - wow! I really love that you're liking it so much and talking about it with other people and that your friend changed their mind 😂 Seems to be the theme for that fic. So many of y'all didn't think you'd like it based on the trope alone but I'm surprised that you guys did enjoy it anyway! Makes me smile.

So, I'm almost done with part 4. I think I can have it out by Thursday? Maybe? I'm super busy today (well, busy for me LOL) and gonna try to write but I've also got something I'm working on that someone paid me to write so I'm prioritizing that. Thursday at the earliest I'll post part 4 but I'll let y'all know.

And the random capitalization? My phone does the same. 😂 The words can't, can, and don't often get capitalized in the middle of sentences and it's a crapshoot on when the beginning of a sentence will be capitalized or not. I need to turn it off so it just leaves everything lowercase. So no judgement from me!

Sneak peek below !! (just remember this is literally copied from the word doc I'm writing in and hasn't been proofread or edited so some changed may be made before I post part 4)

Y/n was wearing her newly altered peach silk dress. The alterations were simple. The straps and hem were adjusted and the back column was dropped down a bit to drape to her low back. Her strappy nude heels were well-worn but comfortable because she was just simply not in the mood to wear the stiff, new heels she’d just bought.

The estate of Rebecca Manera was impressive. Probably equally as impressive as Leonardo Styles’. Most of the guests had already arrived by the time the Styles’ walked through the front door a little late.

Leo scolded Y/n for taking so long to get ready and making them run behind but in all honesty, she didn’t give a fuck. They could be half an hour late. No one would care. Why rush to go to a party? It’s not like they needed to clock in and earn a paycheck.

“It’s rude, Y/n. That’s why it matters. You’re so goddamn rude sometimes. You only think about yourself.”

She turned sharply to look at her husband in shock. That was the first time he’d ever said such a thing to her. Normally he had no opinion on how she conducted herself. She was chronically late. Yes, she could admit that was a flaw in her character but she was on time when it really counted. But to get so worked up over a party? And to insult her on top of it?

That had set the whole mood for the night. And now she was even more suspicious about this Rebecca.

But when Rebecca did make her appearance and introduced herself to Y/n she was taken aback. The woman had to be in her 50s. She was pretty, sure, but not quite Leo’s type. If Y/n were any sort of indicator of a type.

Servers walked around with trays and served the couples in attendance. There were only ten couples there as well as Rebecca’s two daughters, Y/n learned. Quite the intimate affair really.

Leo brought a glass of wine to Y/n as she chatted with Mrs. Topman (she never learned her first name, as the woman literally introduced herself as Mrs. Topman).

“Here you are darling.” His green eyes shined down at her before searching the room casually. She was on to Leo. But she found it odd that the woman he was with in the Hamptons was Rebecca. She was intrigued.

She watched Rebecca mingle and sip wine and laugh and there was nothing there that made Y/n think Leo would be interested in her sexually. But maybe that was it, Y/n thought to herself as she cocked her head to the side watching the woman speak boisterously. Maybe it wasn’t sexual. Maybe it was a woman he felt a deeper connection with than he did with Y/n. Perhaps it hadn’t started sexual but led there.

The snack table was set up with decadent treats. Y/n picked up a toast smeared with something pink, topped with heart-shaped tomatoes on top as she scanned the room for Leo, wondering where he’d gone off to. It hadn’t been that long but knowing about Rebecca being with him made things feel like she was in some kind of true crime detective story and was trying to get to the bottom of a mystery. Though there was no crime being committed, she could entertain herself with that thought.

“Are you enjoying your time tonight?”

Y/n turned her sight to Rebecca who was next to her picking up the same toast with pink schmear.

“It’s amazing. Your home is so lovely, Mrs. Manera,” she smiled and noted the woman’s massive diamond ring in addition to her massive diamond wedding ring.

“Why thank you. Phineas has put in so much work to make this large shell into a lovely cozy home.”

Y/n nearly spat her bite out. The home was anything but cozy.

“It’s incredible. Where is Mr. Manera tonight?”

“Oh, just over there,” she pointed to a man in tweed with thick black-framed glasses, “You haven’t met yet?”

Rebecca led the way as Y/n walked in her wake to meet Mr. Manera. She had still not spotted her own husband.

“Phineas, dear, this is Mrs. Styles. Leonardo’s wife.”

The man held his hand out, “Very nice to meet you, Mrs. Styles.”

“Likewise. You can call me Y/n.”

 “Well, Y/n. We’re happy to have you here. Where’s Leo anyway? Haven’t seen him.”

Turning around quickly to look over her shoulder she shrugged and faced the man and his wife again, “Not sure actually. I haven’t seen him in a bit myself,” she laughed. And before she could even think about what she was implying she spoke to Rebecca, “But I’m sure you’ve seen enough of him since you saw him in the Hampton’s this weekend.”

Rebecca and Phineas’ smiles dropped as they looked at one another and then back to Y/n, “I haven’t been to the Hamptons in over a decade. Are you sure you’re not mistaking me for Parker? Our daughter? She was just there all weekend with her girlfriends.”

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[erose-this-name]

Primer On Stylistic Elements Of Internet Speak (Zoomerese) (from what I've learned by being terminally online)

This is just text, like, normal fucking text. nothing special about this.

Because base English 🥱 only has support for shouting :O (!) questions🤨(?) and statements ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (.), and we wanted to add new registers of voice :P, (and keyboards limit the ability to add new symbols) :-( a lot of new features to the language have to be made out of other symbols or be made of stylistic elements instead of a dedicated symbol. And since there's no dedicated authority to teach people new abstract symbols, they had to be faces so they could be intuitive. ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ♡

This isn't sARcaSTIc at all, I mean come on, why would anyone EVER want to indicate SARCASM by OVEREXAGGERATING to compensate for """"English not having a sarcasm punctuation mark""""? Like, c'mon, it's not like "/s" or ".~" can also be used AS a sarcmark.~

Oh, yeah? "RanDOM CaPS mAKeS IT sOunD LIkE mOCkiNG" that's what you sound like.

This is TOTALLY post-irony OR meta-irony, where you just, like, SAY what you actually mean but IN A SARCASTIC WAY??? Uh, what is this, some kinda "gen z exclusive" comedy/slang feature?? Like, wow, I guess you would need to do that to "create some distance" between you and your beliefs by giving you the ability to say you were "JuST KiDDinG", or as a "joke" because ""zoomers"" are so oversaturated with content that normal single level sarcasm doesn't work anymore and they need to layer that shit up two or three times, or some bullshit like that.

I'm finna splain txt messg shorthand, aka sms language. its like faster 2 type & kinda gives u a valley grl vibe. itz actually a bit harder 2 learn than the rest of these and I'm not gud at it. kthnx

This. Is. Putting. A. Period. On. Every. Fucking. Word. This. Shit. Makes. It. Sound. Like. You. Motherfucker. Are. Very. FUCKING. Angry. And. Authoritative. (this prosody is also a new [and relatively rare] feature in spoken English as well.)

UwU, what's this? Nya, thiws iws uwu/owo voice! (UwU)! Iwt iws meant towo sowund wike a baby voice, vewy cute (hazawdouswy cute) (UwU!), awnd iws used excwusivewy by fuwwies awnd femboys awnd fuwwy femboys uwu awnd anyaone who uses iwt "iwonyacawwy" iws secwetewy owne nya of those pwobabwy uwu. use at youw own peril (you will wose bwaincewws awnd become gay) nya! RAWR XD

Dis ar teh LOLCAT, it be VRY OUTDATD MEME, but sum bits ov dis style ov brokd grammar an spellin' still appears on teh interwebs in TINY DOSES 2 mak it seem cutr an dumbr or leik a cat 4 ironic purposez, LIEK ONCE OR TWICE PER POST!!!1!1 DO NOT OVAR USE IT LIEK IM U WILL DYE!!!1!1!

uh all lowercase and without punctuation makes it seem childish/lazy which can be used for irony if what youre saying is actually very important or authoritative but you dont wanna sound that way because you are depressed or just wanna feel cute or maybe some other reason idk im just a boy

Exclamation marks (!) indicate excitement and energy! My Dad (ex-typographer) whose really really cool says that exclamation marks (!) mean you're SHOUTING and not to use them!!! And he's really cool, but that's not right anymore because SHOUTING IS INDICATED BY ALL UPPERCASE!!!!!

AAAA WHY ARE WE SHOUTING!?

fUCK CAPS LOCK IS ON THIS LOOKS LIKE AN OBVIOUS MISTAKE/UNINTENTIONAL SHOUTING FUNNY JOKE.

This is Capitalizing The First Letter In Every Word, which is done on Tumblr Dot Com but not much elsewhere. It brings to mind how Titles and Headlines also sometimes Capitalizing The First Letter In Every Word, and gives your post an aura of Authority and to Nounify Something.

Most other parts of the internet™®© do this where they spam copyright and trademark symbols®©™®©© to achieve the same effect as capitalizing the first letter in every word©©™.

>be me >go on 4Chan.org >dies immediately.exe >looks into posts >discovers entirely unique and interesting writing style called greentext >ask why its called that >Get called a "newf*g, desu" >it's mostly used by incels to gaslight fa/tg/uys and /b/***** (they wouldn't censor that) into reading stories they made up about themselves where they become a sex haver >literally no one believes that any greentext has ever actually happened >find incest greentext >ew.wav >read it anyways because ******** (utter self-loathing is important for authentic greentext) >it's just the plot of Star Wars: Empire Strikes Back >mfw

I learned 4Channerish so you don't have to. Seriously, don't.

(If I've missed anything please reblog to expand our VALUABLE COLLECTIVE EDUTRAINING ABILITIES)

[cozy-mp3]

messy girl

ellie x female!reader

you and ellie find a grove of peach trees on your patrol. more importantly, you get fingered.

word count: 2.2k

warnings: smut, vaginal fingering (reader receiving), dom/sub undertones but they're very much undertones, dirty talk? maybe?, you're very in love, ellie calls you honey, ellie also has a happy trail because i say so.

a/n: i haven't written fanfic in a Very long time pls be nice lol. not beta read, all the terrible punctuation choices and bad pacing are still here for your viewing pleasure. lowercase intended bc i'm lazy. feedback is appreciated i'm a bit of a slut for praise.

MINORS AND MEN DO NOT INTERACT OR I'LL CRY

it's the middle of july when you spot it; a cluster of fruit trees off the road on a lesser traversed patrol route. the branches are bowing with the weight of the fruit; big, plump, juicy peaches the size of two fists pressed together. you can't help the flutter of excitement in your stomach as you veer off the road, ignoring ellie’s confused shout of your name. fruit, fresh fruit, when was the last time you’d had that? you can almost taste the flesh on your tongue and the juice in your mouth already.

“hey, slow down,” ellie calls, steering shimmer to follow you into the trees, “what is it?” she asks before she spots the trees herself, digging her heel into shimmer’s side so they falls into step with your own horse.

“peaches, el,” you gush, turning to her with a wide smile, “c’mon, we’ve got to try them before we bring them back, poison control.” you tell her, your smile turning slightly conspiratorial as she laughs.

once you reach the grove you dismount, boots hitting the soft grass with a thud. it even smells less stale here, a light breeze carrying the smell of grass and sunbaked dirt, no stench of blood or the decaying flesh of the infected. you reach up and pick two fruits from the closest tree before you turn back to ellie, they’re soft and heavy in your palm and you can already smell the perfume of them before the skins been broken. it makes your mouth water.

“for you, my lady,” you smile, passing her one of the peaches and watching as her fingers curl around it. her knuckles are scabbed over, as they always seem to be and her nails could use a trim, but her skin is tanned from time spent in the sun and the way her tattoo curves from her forearm towards her palm makes you squirm the way it always does.

“thank you, darling,” she replies with the same mock formality, oblivious to your continued staring at her hands as she tosses the fruit between her palms, looking up at the trees, “there’s no way we can bring all these back to jackson ourselves,” she muses aloud, “we’ll definitely have to come back tomorrow with a group, shouldn’t be too hard to persuade people though.”

she stops talking to take a bite of the fruit, the juice spilling out of her mouth and over her jaw as she groans at the taste. you’re stood entranced as you watch her; the furrow in her brow as she assess the trees, the shifting of her jaw as she chews, the juice of the peach making a slow path down her fingers towards her palm. the way her body moves beneath her light summer clothes as she turns back towards you only to let out a short laugh at the look on your face.

“What’s got you so distracted, honey?” she asks, familiar cocky smirk already firmly etched onto her features as she ambles over to you, “you’ve ruined that poor peach,” she chuckles, nodding down at your hands. looking down you realize that much to your embarrassment, you’d dug your fingers into the ripe flesh of the fruit, your own fingers covered in sticky sweet juice.

“ellie,” you whine, face heating as you loosen your grip, the fruit falling to the ground with a dull thump, “i wasn’t distracted,” you huff petulantly, breaking eye contact with her to reach into your pocket for a cloth to clean your hands with, glad that you had remembered to pack one this morning.

“oh, you were totally distracted,” ellie laughs, taking an obnoxious bite of her peach and smirking over at you, “it’s ok though, honey, i like it when you stare at me,” she hums, stepping closer to you, only stopping when the toes of her battered sneakers are touching the toes of your boots, “here, let me.” she says softly, holding the peach in her mouth so she can take your hands into hers.

she wipes away the sticky juice gently, taking time to clean between each of your fingers with her brows furrowed. you take advantage of your newfound closeness by continuing your careful studying of her, this time her face. she’s caught some sun over the past few months, the tops of her cheeks red and her freckles prominent against her tan. her hair is pulled away from her face in its usual style and there’s a few beads of sweat building at her hairline from the sun beating down on you both all morning. she has a pimple on her forehead that she’s sure to complain about later and as she finishes wiping your hands off the peach in her mouth begins to drip steadily onto her chin. you think she’s the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen.

“there you go, babe,” she smiles, using one hand to take the fruit out of her mouth and the other to tuck the cloth back into your pocket, “my messy girl,” she hums, eyes full of affection as they meet yours again, the back of her free hand wiping off the juice from her chin.

“you’re messier than me,” you mumble, reaching forward to wipe your thumb over her slightly sticky chin, “you’re always getting yourself covered in shit, els” you say, suddenly aware of the way your breath is almost mingling and the intense look in her eyes. it’s all so intimate it almost makes your toes curl inside your boots.

ellie doesn’t bother to respond, her hands coming to cup your cheeks as she surges forward to kiss you. you dully register the sound of her peach falling to the ground, forgotten, as she backs you up against one of the trees, the trunk helping to stabilize you both as she pushes her jean clad thigh between your legs.

she mumbles a curse against your lips, nipping at your lower lip gently as her hands move from your cheeks to your shoulders, your waist and your hips where they finally settle. your own hands grip her shoulders, your nails digging into her shirt as she kisses the corner of your mouth before pulling away to look at you.

“we didn’t see any infected for a couple miles on our way up here, right?,” she asks, glancing down at your lips before they meet yours again as you shake your head, “we should be fine then, as long as you’re not too loud,” she says breathlessly, her hands squeezing your hips before her lips reattach to yours.

you’re being reckless and you both know it, but you can’t bring yourself to care as ellie’s thigh pushes up against your core and you whimper against her lips. there’s a knife in your boot and a gun on your hip should worst come to worst. you know ellie wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you either, she’s saved your ass before and she would do it again.

“ellie, please,” you gasp as she begins to kiss down your neck, “i need you,” you sigh, fingers tugging her hair loose before pulling the way that you know makes her groan and soak her panties, “need more,” you gasp again, pulling her hair harder as she bites down on your neck.

“i’ll give you what you need, honey,” she mumbles into your skin, sucking a mark right where she can feel your pulse beneath your skin, “be patient though, ‘m having fun,” she says, kissing your jaw before pulling away to tug your shirt over your head, not bothering with your sports bra, only pressing a few kisses to the tops of your breasts before her hands are fumbling with the button on your jeans.

the warm breeze feels good on your overheated skin as you pull ellie’s top free from where its tucked into her pants, your fingers trailing over her stomach beneath the fabric as you take a moment to appreciate the way she feels. her abs feel firm beneath your touch and you can feel your pussy clench around nothing as your fingers find the light scratch of her little happy trail.

“you’re so hot, els,” you say, leaning down to kiss her forehead where she’s pressed her face to your breasts. she grins up at you, teeth and all, self assured as always and it makes your heart swell in your chest. god, you love her. “‘love you,” you tell her softly, pulling your hands out from under her shirt so that you can cup her jaw and gently pull her face back up to your own.

“love you too, honey,” she smiles, eyes all syrupy sweet as she looks at you for a few moments before her lips meet yours again, “love you more than anything,” she says as she pulls your jeans down to your thighs, her fingers gently prodding at the wet spot on your panties, “gonna give you what you were asking for now, sweetheart.” she tells you as she starts to rub at your clit through the damp fabric.

your face flushes again when you feel how you’ve soaked through the fabric but you’re quickly distracted by ellie’s fingers and her mouth reattaching to yours. you know it won’t take long to get you off, you’re wound up tight already and ellie knows exactly what you like, just how to rub and stroke to make your knees weak.

you choke on a gasp as your panties are pulled to the side and ellie lets two fingers rub slowly at your exposed cunt. she pushes more of her weight up against you, forcing you to lean harder against the tree as she gatherers up your slick on her fingers so she can fit them inside of you without any resistance.

“so gorgeous,” ellie tells you, bumping her nose against yours affectionately and watching as your face twists in pleasure, “‘m gonna fuck you now,” she says, kissing your jaw before pushing her fingers into you one at a time, her wrist twisting to find the angle that makes you moan.

“ellie,” you gasp as her fingers curl into you and work up to a steady pace, her calloused thumb rubbing circles into your clit, “els that feels so good,” you moan, your head falling back to rest on the tree exposing the length of your throat. your focus was completely zeroed in on the woman in front on you, on her hand between your legs and her eyes resting heavy on your throat, your heaving chest, the way your brows pull together in pleasure.

“i can feel your pussy clenching, honey,” ellie hums, looking down at her hand between your legs and watching as your slick runs from your swollen pussy and down her wrist, “are you really gonna cum so fast?” she asks, her lips quirking back into a smirk, “do i make you feel that good?” she teases, pressing deeper inside of you and moving her fingers faster.

“you know you do, asshole.” you whine, throwing your forearm over your eyes and pushing your hips towards her hand, “‘m gonna cum, els,” you moan not a minute later, your free hand grabbing for purchase on her shoulder, “you’re gonna make me cum so hard.” you gasp, your walls clenching tight around her knuckles as she works you over the edge.

you can feel your pulse in your pussy as you cum, your back arching and your nails digging into ellie’s shoulder. you can feel her muscles shift as she alters her grip on you, wrapping her arm around your waist to hold you steady as she fucks you through your peak, your pussy gushing over her fingers and thighs trembling around her forearm.

“there you go, baby,” she coos, kissing your shoulder and helping you stand up with the support of the tree, “such a good girl,” she says as she brushes your hair out of your face, gently removing her fingers from you, “best girl in the world,” she adds with a smile, kissing both your flushed cheeks and huffing out a laugh at your dazed expression.

“i love you,” you mumble, turning your cheek so you can kiss her palm where it rests against your face, “i can’t feel my toes,” you say with a tired little smile as ellie laughs, leaning forward so she can kiss you.

“love you, love you, love you,” she says softly, kissing your forehead, your nose and then your lips, “and i’m glad i could make you feel so good,” she hums, gently pushing your hands away from her belt when you reach to undo it, “don’t need anything from you right now, sweetheart, makes me feel good to make you feel good.” she tells you, laughing at your pout before she kisses it away.

“i’m eating you out when we get home,” you tell her, wrapping your arms around her shoulders and pressing your forehead against hers, “i wanna make you drip all over my chin.” you say, kissing the corner of her smile.

“see,” ellie says, smirk already slipping back into place on her face, “i told you, you’re the messy one, my messy girl.”