#not 'haha this is like the annoying time i watched x movie and...'

[jayniks]

Brought The Heat Back (s.jy)

Where you annoy your boyfriend Jake while he's on live.

WC . 0,8k

PAIRING . Idol!jake x girlfriend!reader

WARNINGS . SMUT (MDNI), blowjob (m reciving), tease, public sex if you think about it, handjob, blowjob, a bit of boobjob at the end.

MASTERLIST . enha

"'Jake, is it hot in there?' Actually, yes, a little," Jake stammered, licking his lips as he ran his hand through his hair, small strands of which were sticking to his forehead from the sweat. The live had started, how long ago? Half an hour? Probably more. Of course, it was summer in Korea, it would be reasonable to think that was the reason why he was sweating. However, that wasn't the reason, and Jake was trying to hide it as much as he could but he wasn't God's strongest warrior.

It all started as an innocent movie night where he brought his beloved girlfriend to his room (let's celebrate that now he doesn't have to share one!) to watch some movies before doing a live for Engene. At one point he left to look for the food he had left reheating and, when he returned to the room, he noticed that you were not in bed, but rather next to the desk. He chuckled before sitting down and turning on live to interact with his fandom while he ate. He thought you were going to eat next to him (without the camera seeing you) while he did his daily duties. Little did he know that you would end up eating just not what he thought.

After about 15 minutes interacting with his fandom you decided that you were bored, so you took advantage of a moment where he turned around to sneak unnoticed under the desk. Jake didn't panic until that moment, he was more worried that you had been noticed than what you were doing. He smiled as he read the comments, one caught his curiosity so he decided to read it, "'Jake, what's the best thing about having a room for──." He interrupted himself, dropping his smile as he felt your hands run from his knees, across his thighs, until you reached his waist, where you played with his belt without undoing it yet.

He swallowed dryly as he looked scared at the camera, realizing what he had gotten himself into. He tried to cover it up by saying that 'he had seen a spider', they were going to believe it anyway. Well, let's continue where we were. Jake continued to pretend that everything was fine while you unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants. He lowered his hand, pretending to drop some chopsticks to try to push you away, gently hitting you on the head as if he was saying 'stop, don't do it' while smiling awkwardly at the camera.

After reading some comments that were already noticing his strange behavior, he put his hands on the table again to start his 'date time with your idol' or something like that, I don't know, sometimes he gives his lives strange names... But continuing with Jake, he only managed to carry a few bites of food when he began to cough heavily to hide the moan he had repressed in his throat after you sucked on his tip. As Jake struggles to maintain his composure, your attitude becomes more daring and you move your hands further up his thighs, massaging until you reach his pelvis, and moved down so you folded his sack while gobbling down what you could of your boyfriend's member.

He scans the comments section, takes a sip of water to compose himself before speaking, "we've been trying to learn the choreography in a different way, Niki learned it immediately and wanted to leave earlier," he broke off with a laugh, "but the manager wouldn't let him leave, so-". This time he interrupted himself as he felt the warmth of your throat enveloping him. You looked at him with eyes full of mischief, hoping that he would pay attention to you.

"Oh, Jakey, you're so sweaty today! Shouldn't you cool off instead of making us hotter?" Jake read the comment, trying to maintain his composure. He lets out a nervous laugh and runs a hand through his hair. "Haha, well, you know, it's... really hot in here," he licked his lips as he leaned back in the chair a little, spreading his legs a little to give you more access. In a breathy voice he spoke momentarily "yeah, very hot, very warm...", at the end of the sentence he coughed to keep from letting out the grunts trapped in his throat. You take advantage of his momentary distraction, bobbing your head rhythmically, causing him to bite his lower lip to suppress a moan.

Moving on in the live (as well as your actions) Jake was no longer on earth. All that was going through his mind were the same words all the time, "Jake, don't cum during live." He had hidden it quite well, after all even the members had believed it. Oh, didn't I say that? The members had joined freely through the new weverse option, let's see how long Jake can last when you decided to change the position and slid his cock between your breasts.

[sanjisboyfie]

golden retriever boyfriend ! itadori yuji

yuji x male reader

-> very short but i wanted to show smoe love to this cutie wootie patootie.

- oh my fucking god. the absolute sweetest boyfriend i fear. this guy literally praises the ground that you walk on and is at your beck and call as if you were a deity and he is your servant. your day is just him constantly asking if he can do anything for you to make you happier, usually the response is just his company, which he blushes and playfully smacks you for.

"honey, do you wanna go to the store to buy some more snacks before we binge watch?" yuji asked, a wide grin on his face, "gojo-sensei forgot to take back his wallet he leant me from my last mission, so we can splurge and he won't even notice!"

you laughed at his eagerness, but shook your head. instead, you opened your arms up for him to cuddle himself into and said, "i just want to spend some time with you, i missed you,"

without wasting another second, yuji jumped into your arms and peppered kisses all over your neck, jaw, and face, "i missed you even moreee!! let's turn on your show already, then," yuji contentedly closed his eyes, breathing in your scent as his cheek was pressed against your chest.

he was in heaven.

- constantly thinking of you. he's always seeing things on the street that remind him of you, always wondering if you'd like something he picked out for you from a street vendor, will constantly be talking nobara and megumi's ear off about, "oh, [name] really likes that restaurant! should i buy him something to go?" "haha, me and [name] watched that movie last night and he really liked the main character's best friend, even though i liked the main character more!" "nobara, do you think [name] is more handsome wearing a bracelet or necklace? huh? well, i think he lookes handsome either way, but i don't have money for both so i need someone unbiased to choose."

they think they've heard enough, but they very clearly haven't since yuji always goes above and beyond in talking about you.

you're there to hear the praises he sings for you 50% of the time, but the other 50%...poor nobara and megumi because they gotta deal with his yappin ass. he never shuts up in general (he's just a bby) but when he gets on a tangent talking about you ... it's like this guy doesn't need to breathe.

he's just so happy and content with the relationship you guys have he can't help but make it known to everyone around!!! another thing is he could care less if it annoys the fuck out of everyone around him, he just nods his head at their annoyance and then goes, "well, anyway, haha, as i was saying before i was interuppted!"

literally inumaki probably has had to restraint himself from telling yuji to "shut the fuck up" because he just wouldn't shut up.

- yuji likes to make it obvious to you how loyal of a boyfriend he is. he barely glances at other people on the street if he's with you. he has actual hearts in his eyes when he even sees you in his periphereals, if you are right in front of him, dear lord save him.

the two of you were walking down the street to the conveince store. your pinkies were linked together as yuji listened to you talk about your day and the training you had to do. at one point you were complaining about gojo's antics as an irresponsible teacher and yuji couldn't help but think how adorable that annoyed look on your face was.

the pout on your lips, even you rolling your eyes was so attractive to him. he was enthralled by your story and, of course, you, he didn't even realize that he walked right into the clear glass door of the store.

as he face planted staight into the wall, you immediately are fussing over if he is alright. he turns to you with a grin, nodding his head to show he was fine. but the smallest drop of blood coming from his nose said otherwise.

and as you fretted over his very minor injury, he couldn't help but sigh in content as he thought you tending to him was the most heartwarming thing he has ever experienced.

"you'd be a great nurse, [name]," he says, not minding the subtle glare you threw at him, "your hands are so soft and gentle-"

"they're about to smack you if you don't shut up," you gruffly replied, but yuji wasn't deterred at all in singing your praises even more.

"you're so kind to me," he says with a dreamy look in his eyes.

once again, you sighed heavily at your boyfriend's attitude, pinching his ear, "quit it, yuji! what if you actually got hurt, you're lucky it was just a rush of blood. you need to be more focused, especially if we're gonna be out there fighting curses,"

yuji, unfortunately, doesn't take any of your warnings seriously. as he presses his cheek to the palm of his hand, he just stares at you lovingly, "what do you think? should we buy you a cute little nurse outfit and i can be your sick patient? you'd look so handsome in scrubs!"

another pinch to his ear, "yuji! are you even listening?!"

- has this really adorable habit of just getting lost in whatever you're saying and blinking owlishly at you with a very cute smile on his face. it's a really adorable sight, but when you're actually trying to tell him something, he's just looking at you like ":3" and not at all listening to what you're saying.

"gojo-sensei said to be extra careful because the blades were just sharpened, alright?" you advised, looking at the myriad of cursed tools that you were going to be training with. "hm, what do you think suits your fighting style more, babe?"

yuji only tightened his grip around your waist, burying his face into your neck as he was just too focused on your body against his to even begin formulating an answer to your question. even though it was a fairly easy question to answer.

"itadori yuji," you warn, sensing that he was spacing out once again.

"noooo," he whines, squeezing you tight, "'m your baby, not itadori yuji," he complains, exaggerating his name as if it were the worst sound in the world.

"well, you're going to stay itadori yuji until you answer my question," you say, wondering why you had to disclipline your boyfriend as if he were your child. you soften up though when you hear him whine once again, burying his head deeper into your neck.

ruffling his hair as a way of comforting him, ultimately caving in to his whines and attitude, you softly say, "baby, can you just help me out really quick?"

"kisses after i do?"

"of course,"

yuji is grinning like a fool and is suddenly very intrigued in the conversation on what curse tool works best with his fighting style.

GIVE ME ITADORI YUJI AS MY BOYFRIEND and id treat him like a king, thats all im saying. he deserves so much love, please.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

can i get a scarlet/violet gang x ghost trainer reader who lets their ghost types possess them for pranks ?

This took a minute to think about until mochi mayhem dropped--then I got ideas haha

...........

During the events of Mochi Mayhem...you seemed remarkably unfazed by Pecharunt's "curse" spreading throughout the village, finding it more amusing than frightening.

And it's because you were no stranger to being possessed yourself.

Your first experience occurred after a Spiritomb's soul got separated and found you as a temporary host while you were exploring some ruins in Paldea (with your poor Fuecoco at the time being terrified for you).

Fortunately it wasn't an aggressive one, just a scared lonely spirit that was piloting your body around until it was reunited with the other 107 souls of that Spiritomb....which turned out to be a shiny!

In a show of gratitude, it decided to join your team--and soon you found your true calling as a ghost type trainer.

So you've picked up other ghosts throughout your journeys in Paldea, Kitakami, and BB Academy.

At some point you trusted your main team enough to allow them to possess your body.

Initially, they only did if they believed it was necessary (ie saving you from a fall or sudden Pokémon attack).

But then you decide to let them do so for pranks and such--mainly reserving those for whoever bothered your friends, while other times your friends are the hapless victims.

Exhibit A: When a BB Academy student is harassing Kieran over how he used to act, you see him getting upset and have one of your Shiny Spiritomb's souls possess you, enabling you to creep up and stare at the bully--all behind his back without him ever noticing you.

He's confused when they suddenly look terrified and run away....and then he slowly turns around, screaming a bit upon seeing your face in the likeness of a Spiritomb (like in that one episode of Journeys where Ash gets possessed by one).

You feel bad, especially after the soul leaves your body, and you promise that you'll never do that again.

Although he is grateful you saved him from that intense moment.

Exhibit B: You're hanging out with Penny at your house, watching her play some horror game on your console.

Your Gengar gets the mischievous idea to turn the lights off and possess you, creating a creepy atmosphere all around the house, making your friend paranoid of whether the sounds were coming from the game or elsewhere.

In hindsight, it sounds hilarious..but you forgot Penny doesn't fw horror movie tropes like that.

As she commands Umbreon to attack you out of pure instinct-

Only to see you and Gengar get forcibly separated and hit the ground hard.

Knock Off was no joke.

She apologizes but is a bit annoyed bc she couldn't save her progress thanks to your "prank".

Exhibit C: While Arven is giving Nemona, Penny, Kieran, and Carmine lessons on the art of sandwich crafting, you stroll over with some purple mochi, offering it as a dessert.

Obviously they decline, seeing Pecharunt literally hovering beside you and wondering if you already forgot what happened.....and are horrified when you shrug and eat one, your eyes turning purple.

Yet before anyone can fully freak out, you just laugh and start talking normally.

To make a long story short, you and the mythical 'mon came to an agreement that you'll eat the mochi it provides as long as it doesn't make you do anything harmful (like battling) or anything ridiculous (like dancing and saying "mochi" nonstop) while possessing you.

It's still mischievous at heart, of course. You'll allow it to have a little bit of fun considering its troubling past.

Exhibit D: Your Skeledirge was the first 'mon you used the Synchro Machine on after arriving to BB Academy, walking around and battling wild Pokémon in the terarium for a few good hours.

This "reverse possession", however, left some adverse effects on you even after desynchronizing...as for several days you developed a habit for singing, could taste smoke in your breath, and even your partner's little fire bird companion decided that it wanted to nestle atop your head.

You realize what a funny prank this could be.

So you pull up to the cafeteria to the "date" Drayton invited you to and freak out the rest of the Elite Four (except for Crispin who immediately realizes you own a Skeledirge and thinks you're awesome).

That also makes for a rather...awkward reunion with Kieran who thinks you've seriously gone off the deep end, and you drop the act right away.

But he's too caught up in the idea of battling you and winning to care about why tf you're possessed rn.

[velvetydream]

꒰ :🥀 [ Close to heaven ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Summary : After a long day at work, you come home to your darling girlfriend who is ready to treat you just right.

Pairing : Service! Sub! Furina x Soft! Dom! Fem! Reader

Word count : 3735 Words

Genre : Explicit smut with a plot (Men and Minors DNI)

Warnings ➵ Spoilers for Furinas Quest

  Content ➵ Praise kink, Fingering, Mommy kink

Cunnilingus, Pussy drunk Furina

a/n : This woman makes me go feral fr-

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Groaning annoyed when the key misses the keyhole, fumbling around with it for a few seconds, your bag slowly sliding off your shoulder, heaving it up again. Luckily your dear girlfriend heard your misery at the door and opened it for you. Greeting her with a soft smile you enter, handing her your bag to take your shoes off, before embracing her in a tight hug.

"What a hard day today, Neuvilette made me run across the whole city, Clorinde decided to have training in the afternoon and hit me pretty hard once and then I had to encounter some rude civils and calm their fight down. Hope your day was better." Your chin was softly resting on Furina's shoulder, who was softly rubbing your back listening to your every word. "My day was great mon chérie, how about we eat and then take a bath? I think you deserve that!" Taking your hand in her softly, Furina starts to pull you into the kitchen, presenting the food she made. Pasta with some sauce. It made you giggle, the person that was once a great archon was merely able to cook some pasta and sauce. "Thank you dear, I appreciate you cooking." Pressing a kiss to her temple as she hands you a plate, noticing the immediate red hue on her face. "Haha! O-Of course, what a girlfriend I'd be if I don't cook for you when you work!" Sitting down opposite each other at the table now, Furina tells you all about her day.

How she was practicing her newest script for a new movie currently, asking you to help her recite this weekend when you were off work that day. Or how she went to get some groceries and ran across this cute lost dog and helped bring it back to its owners. You loved listening to Furina ramble on about her day, it was one of the few times she didn't try to act so confident, she seemed so much like herself right now.

"Oh, and I heard Mondstadt would soon be celebrating an event called Windblume Festival and I would love to travel there! Would you be able to accompany me?" Looking up with hopeful and sparkling eyes, how could you say no to her like this? "I suppose I can ask for a few days off when that time comes around." Watching her smile grow as she claps her hands, ranting about how amazing that trip will be and that she is so excited to finally see Mondstadt. Having been to Liyue just recently over the Laterne Rite Festival.

After finishing dinner, Furina asks you to quickly clean the plates while she prepares a bath for the both of you, rushing out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the master bedroom which was connected to the big bathroom. Smiling to yourself at her enthusiasm, you pick up the plates and start to clean them at the sink, drying them afterward and putting everything back in its place. Since Furina hasn't called yet, you put the food in containers and away to be able to eat it later. Just as you close the door, Furina calls you from the bedroom.

Making your way up the stairs now after turning off the light, Furina is waiting in your bedroom for you, taking your hand and pulling you into the bathroom. The big light was off, and only a small lamp was on, casting warm light through the room, accompanied by some candles. The bath was steaming slightly, bubbles were covering the whole water along with some red rose petals. Fluffy towels were lying beside the bathtub ready to be used after the relaxing bath.

"Oh mon belle, you didn't have to do all this!" Hugging Furina's small waist now, your chin softly rests on her shoulder as you watch her. Her face was adorned by a red hue yet again, you always had this effect on her. Every little thing you did had her stammering and red in the face, it was truly adorable to see. "O-Oh I just wanted to make you relax even more! You work so hard!" She was trying to play it off again right now like she always does, making you chuckle. "Of course, aren't you such a good girl for me?" Whispering in her ear, before softly pressing a kiss to her neck, making her whole body shudder.

"Well! Let's get into the bath before it gets cold!" Shrugging off your jacket now, before unbuttoning your shirt, eyes going over to Furina every now and then, watching her hesitatingly get out of her clothes. While you had seen her a few times naked already and also been intimate, she always felt shy at first all over again. "You can get into the bath first, I'll keep my back to you, don't worry." Turning your head to the front again now, you know she is smiling at you right now and silently saying thank you. After getting rid of the rest of your clothes, you can hear the water splashing slightly before Furina announces you can join her now.

Turning to her, she looks at you for a split second, before avoiding your eyes again, pulling her legs to her chest. Climbing in behind her softly, you lean forward slightly, looking at her. "May I hug you?" Glancing at you from the corner of her eyes, she nods and you don't waste time laying your arms around her waist and pulling her close to yourself, your chest now pressed against her back. "So what have you planned for tomorrow? It's my day off, we could spend it together." Trying to help her calm down again, you simply started talking about tomorrow and slowly she noticeably started to relax. "We could maybe go shopping and get cake? We haven't done that in a long time! And maybe we can watch a movie in the evening!" Furina was resting her head on your shoulder right now, her fingers softly playing with yours. It was a habit of hers she picked up quite at the start of your relationship, it helped her relax. "Sure, whatever you desire mon chérie." Pressing a soft kiss to her cheek, she softly giggles, it was so adorable how she always seemed to get butterflies in her stomach all over with you, but it wasn't different for you. Being with her was the best decision you ever had made, she was an angel, she helped you so much and showed how much she too loved you.

"I love you so much, you know that right? Thank you so much for this today." Nuzzling your face into the crook of her neck now, inhaling her scent. She always smelled a bit like the sea, yet something sweet accompanied that scent, probably from all the sweets she eats all day. "I love you too! I'm glad you enjoyed this, I tried my best to help you relax.." Furina always tended to feel rather insecure, you guessed it was bound to be like this after everything that had happened to her, so you always tried your best to reassure her. "You did amazing, being good for me like always~" Pressing a kiss to her neck where your face was resting, you could feel her shiver again, tensing up slightly.

"Is it okay if I touch you?" Whispering in her ear now, your hand softly caressing the back of her hand that was holding yours. She wanted to mention how you were touching her already, but one glance at your face showed her what exactly you meant. Nodding softly, she averted her head to the side, only to have it pushed back softly to look into your eyes. "You know I want you to use your words, darling." Your voice sounded soft, yet firm, Furina knew you were keen on her voicing her consent and wants to you. "You may touch me.. please touch me.." Looking into your eyes pleadingly now, waiting for you to make a move. Smiling at her pleased, your lips find hers in a soft kiss. For now, your hands are softly gliding over her sides, making her shudder from the soft almost ticklish touch. Her lips were moving against yours softly and a bit shy at first, but the longer the kiss went on, the more brave she became. Opening her mouth slightly as an invitation for you, which you did not hesitate to accept.

Your hands slowly glided over her body and inched further up, cupping her breasts softly, which caused Furina to let out a soft gasp against your lips. Giving her chest a soft squeeze for now, your lips start to trail over her chin, to her jaw, and down the side of her neck, before stopping at her shoulder. Furina was leaning her head against your shoulder yet again, her slightly lulled to the side to give you better access, her eyes blissfully closed and mouth slightly agape. Teasingly your fingers softly glide over her sensitive nipples, which were already rather firm. A soft whimper escaped her mouth, before she pressed her lips together tightly, which made you annoyed. Nipping at her shoulder now, your eyes were watching her. "Open that pretty mouth of yours again, you know I want to hear your every sound mon amour." Your right hand was holding her chin now, as two of your fingers softly parted her lips again, before pressing against her tongue. The other was still busy with her breast, opting for rubbing it softly in circles and teasingly tugging on it. Furina was by now panting, her eyes squeezed shut with every one of your touches. Your mouth finds the juncture of her neck again, softly nipping at the flesh, before sucking on it, till a red spot was showing, proud of your work, you plant a soft kiss against the spot to soothe the possible sting.

Furina was so gorgeous and she sometimes doesn't even realize it, how her head was lulled back against your shoulder right now, mouth agape with your two fingers in her mouth, he eyes shut but no doubt rolling to the back as you were teasing her right now. Her face is completely flush with a bright blush, this close you could even see the few freckles adorning her cheeks, barely able to notice from slightly further away.

"You're always such a good girl for me~ You like me praising you, don't you sweets?" Purring those words into her ears, while your fingers teasingly tugged on her nipple, the other fingers out of her mouth and resting on her cheek now so she could speak. "Y-Yes.. Always a g-good girl for you!" Her body was trembling from the pleasure she was receiving, yet not enough pleasure to be anywhere close to a release, she was desperate for more. "Look at you, so obedient like always~" Trailing kisses up her neck again, and your lips find hers, she's softly gasping and moaning into the kiss.

Your left hand was still busy teasing her nipple, which by now was firm, fingers switching to her right nipple now which was rather abandoned till now. Arm hugging her waist halfway, making you able to pull her flush against you. Meanwhile, your right hand was slowly wandering down her body, from her collarbone, over her waist, and down to her thighs, giving her right thigh a soft squeeze, making her moan into the kiss softly. Lips not once leaving hers.

Fingers inching closer to her heat now before you teasingly skip over her heat and softly let your fingers dance over her left thigh now under the surface of the water.

"P-Please touch me.. Please.." Furina's words came out stuttering from how desperate she was for your touch, but she knew that asking for you to touch her would always work. And so you did to her request. Fingers softly swiping through her slick once, which already made her throw her head back with a loud moan, arching her back slightly, but being pressed against you again quickly by your arm. Opting to kiss her neck and shoulder again, leaving some marks here and there, to hear her beautiful voice and the sounds she makes. The touch of your fingers was teasingly, barely swiping through her slit for now, wanting to make her even more desperate, so she can come undone in bliss. Now after you deemed you had teased her enough, your middled finger prodded at her entrance softly, before sliding in for now. Furina's moans were echoing off of the marble walls of the bathroom. The bubbles in the bath were slowly disappearing from how long you two had been in here, the water still warm enough to not be uncomfortable but a noticeable difference from when you two got in and most of the candles had burned down quite a lot, some even burned out.

Her head was resting on your shoulder, her mouth wide agape and panting heavily, Furina was always so reactive to your every touch. Your finger was slowly pumping in and out of her heat, making sure to give her enough time before adding your pointer finger inside of her too, her body shuddering in your embrace. "You're doing so good for me pretty girl, look at you taking my finger so well as if you were made for me~" Feeling her walls clamp down around your fingers, you couldn't help but smirk, Furina loved it when you praised her, it was something she showed in you daily life as well as in the bedroom.

Angling your fingers inside of her slightly upwards, her eyes go wide as her mouth hangs open, and loud moans escape her. Having found her sweet spot, you continue to softly hit that exact spot, while your other hand slowly travels down and finds her clit almost instantly. Pointer finger softly rubbing over the nub, before moving in slow circling motions. Furina was writhing against you, moaning over and over again, face flush. From the way her walls were clamping down on your fingers, you assumed she was close. "Come for me mon amour, I know you're close, be a good girl~" Those words were what brought her over the edge, her orgasm overcoming her body as she came on your fingers, her slick covering them as her back arches up while your fingers slow down to a soft pace to help her ride out her orgasm. Pulling your fingers from her, hands softly caressing her thighs and then her stomach and sides. Furina's breathing was hard, pants leaving her soft pink lips. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was still agape as her body slowly calmed down from her ecstasy.

"You did so well my dear, I'm so proud of you~" Kissing her cheeks softly, nuzzling your nose against her afterward. The bath finished quickly now, as the water was almost cold by now, you helped Furina wash up, before exiting the bath first, wrapping yourself in a towel, before helping your girlfriend put and wrapping her in another towel. Sitting her down on the edge of the tub, you quickly dry yourself before putting on a loose shirt and some panties, turning to Furina now and helping her dry herself. She was still a bit wobbly on her feet from her orgasm, so you helped her before dressing her in one of your shirts.

Picking her up now, after drying both of your hair and carrying her to your shared bedroom, placing her on your bed softly. "Do you need anything? A glass of water?" Furina nods at you, watching you leave the bedroom to get a glass of fresh water from the kitchen. An uncomfortable feeling was nagging at her, she wanted to help you relax and in the end, it was you who made her feel good and pleasured her. Of course, you noticed something was worrying her as you handed her the glass, sitting down beside her on your side of the bed now. "What's worrying you darling hm? You seem out of it now, did you not like it?" Shaking her head immediately now. "No, I loved it! You always make me feel amazing it's just.. I wanted to make you relax and now in the end it was you to pleasure me.." Her eyes were avoiding yours, sighing softly, you scoot over to her, taking her into your arms. She was worrying her pretty head over such things? Besides the night is still long. "Oh mon chérie, don't worry so much, I find pleasure in pleasing you, besides the night is still long, if you want to do something you still have a lot of time~" Her cheeks were blazing red again by the implications of your words. But you were right, even if you pleased her first, she could still please you and make you relax. Putting the glass she was holding to the side now, she turned her body in your embrace so she would be facing you.

"Can you please lay down?" You did notice how nervous she was to ask you, yet you followed her request and lay down, resting your back against the many pillows. Furina hesitated for a second, before climbing on top of you now, sitting herself down on your hip. "Can I take your shirt off?" It was so sweet how she also asked for everything, just like you always did. Nodding your head, you raise your upper body slightly to make it easier for her to pull the garment off and discard it to the floor. Eye gaze over your body for a second, before she leans down, her fingers softly tracing over your mounds, before finding purchase on your nipples. Her mouth engulfs your nipple softly, sucking on it a bit and running her tongue over it, meanwhile, her eyes were watching your expressions the whole time. Proud of how your cheeks were painted in a soft rose hue already, eyes half-lidded and mouth softly panting. Furina continued her teasing for a while, switching to take the other nipple in her mouth now while letting her fingers play with the other one. They were firm by now and your panties must've been soaking by now too.

A soft kiss was planted on your lips, before Furina softly kissed her way down your body, over the stomach before lifting your leg a bit to kiss your inner thigh, all the while her eyes were on you watching. She knew her own cheeks were probably much redder than yours, but that didn't bother her. Your own hands softly find the end of her shirt and softly tug on it, making the woman pull it over her head. Your eyes ravage over her body, being able to look at her from the front now, hands softly holding her waist now. "My gorgeous doll~" Looking at you flustered for a second, she quickly regained her composure and hooked her fingers in the waistband of your panties. Eyes looking for your approval and with a nod from you, she pulls them down your legs and throws them off of the bed.

Furina's eyes glide over your heat for a second, before letting her finger run through your slick for a second. Putting the finger in her mouth, while keeping eye contact with you, which made you smirk. One thing she knew how to do, was how to rile you up.

Laying herself down between your thighs now, her head softly resting against your thigh now, leaving a few light red marks, while her finger softly starts gliding through your slick, pushing her middle finger in now and then, before pulling out again to make them circle your clit again. This was going on for a while. Eyes closed, as your hands were bunching the blanket in your fists and your breathing was hard by now. Opening your eyes again when you felt her breath on your heat, seeing Furina's face a mere inch away from where you needed her. Locking eyes with her, her tongue darts out and gives your heat a teasing lick, which already makes you throw your head back with a moan. Your hand softly finds purchase in her white and blue locks, as your other fingers find her own, softly linking your fingers with her own.

Her tongue licks another stripe up your heat, her face flush from the act right now. Her arm that was not holding your hand, was around your right tight, holding you in place. Tongue starting to lick at a slow speed now, sometimes grazing your throbbing clit, moans were escaping your lips every now and then. Back arching of the bed sometimes when she hits a particularly good spot. Her tongue was slightly teasing your entrance, before entering slightly, moving the tip against your walls softly before pulling out again and licking up to your clip. Her lips engulfed your clit entirely, switching between sucking and licking. Your moans were echoing off of the walls, squeezing her hand softly as you were nearing your orgasm. "I'm close darling, keep the good work up, make mommy come~" Furina was watching you, as her pace on your clit fastens, your back arching off of the bed as you come undone on her tongue, her eyes heart-shaped as she watches you proudly. Licking up the mess she made, before leaning up to you and planting a soft kiss on your lips.

"You did so well baby, so good for me~" Caressing her cheek softly, as she nuzzles into the palm of your hand. "Let's get cleaned and then cuddle." And so you two did, you quickly cleaned yourself, while Furina switched the sheets before cleaning her fave quickly.

Laying down on your side, only panties back on, Furina lays down with her head on your chest now, content and happy with how this evening went. "Hope I wasn't too rough with my marks, they're pretty dark." Furina just shakes her head, assuring you that they don't hurt, before letting out a yawn, her eyes slowly falling shut. Giving her one last kiss, before turning the lights off and cuddling up to your girlfriend. She was an angel and you could not wish for someone else truly.

[lancermylove]

3AM Ribs (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Demon Bros x fem!Reader, platonic.

Warning: None

Requested by: Anon

Prompt: I have a hilarious request if you’re up for it? My fem mc is the type to feel productive at the most random of times! Like for example it’s midnight and she was craving ribs so she cooks some, then proceeds to wake up the brothers a 3am to try her (10/10) ribs! How would they react? Pls and thx!

A/N: LOL MC...🙈😂

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Lucifer

Did you think he was asleep? Haha. No, he was busy signing documents. But when you called him out of the room, Lucifer looked like a panda with dark circles around his eyes.

He appreciates your ribs because he was getting tired of drinking endless mugs of coffee on an empty stomach.

Lucifer is impressed by the take and makes a mental note of your cooking skills. He secretly hopes your creative ideas strike more often at nighttime so that he doesn't have to live on coffee night after night.

Mammon

He is groggy and confused as he walks out of his room, dragging his feet enough to create static. By the time he reaches the dining room, his hair is standing upright.

Mammon doesn't have the energy to eat, so you have to feed him. But even then, he can't register anything and eats absentmindedly.

Expect him to doze off every now and then despite there being food in his mouth.

Eventually, he falls asleep with his head on the dining table and doesn't wake up until the next morning. Mammon is very confused and doesn't understand or remember why he is at the dining table.

Levi

How did you know he needed a snack? Levi was binge-watching a new anime and ran out of snacks.

He could have gotten up, but that would have meant walking all the way to the kitchen, making something, and then coming back—that's two episodes right there.

So when you come into his room and give him the ribs, Levi is incredibly happy and hugs you tightly. But then feels shy and backs again, blushing.

He wasn't expecting the ribs to taste this delicious, and he downs every last bite.

Satan

He is mildly annoyed at being woken up at that time but then reminds himself that if he was reading, he would be up anyway.

Despite the aroma of the ribs, Satan takes a cautious bite. After tasting Solomon's food, he doesn't trust humans' cooking skills.

The fourth brother is pleasantly surprised and ends up eating more than he planned.

Even though he enjoys himself, Satan still lightly scolds you and asks you not to wake him up at such an ungodly undemonly hour. But then hugs you right after and thanks you for the delicious meal.

Asmo

The most unhappy out of the demon brothers. You disturbed his beauty sleep, and that's the biggest sin possible.

However, since it's you, he doesn't stay mad for too long. But if Asmo gets any breakouts on his skin, he will complain endlessly to you.

Despite thinking the ribs are delicious, he doesn't eat much. Asmo doesn't want to consume anything that could possibly mess with his skin, and he also believes eating at that hour is very unhealthy.

He quickly thanks you and returns to sleep, but not before reminding you not to wake him up again.

Beel

The moment you finish cooking the ribs and turn around, Beel is standing right behind you.

You would have thought you were in a horror movie and screamed, but you ran into Beel's chest, and his muscles brought comfort to you.

The older twin is drooling a river and doesn't wait for you to invite him to eat. Before you can blink, Beel devours the ribs and is ready for more.

He even tries to eat the ribs you cooked for the other brothers, but you manage to stop him somehow.

Beel is now addicted to your cooking and can't get enough, no matter how much you cook for him.

Belphie

It takes you a long time to wake up Belphie, and even once he is awake, you have to drag him out of the room...or ask Beel to carry him to the dining table.

The Avatar of Sloth is reluctant to try the ribs, but you feed him, and the taste eventually wakes him up...somewhat.

Halfway through, Belphie dozes off on the dining table, but Beel ends up finishing whatever his younger twin didn't eat.

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[sciencebecameouraddiction]

Hiii I have a request for the grumpy cat Husk! Can you write about him with a reader who resembles Lady from Disney's Lady and the Tramp? Both physically and personality wise! I'm a sucker for the Cat person x Dog person trope ;;

Also, if you haven't watched the movie, that's fine! Lady is basically this very lady-like puppy. Kinda innocent, sensitive and very sweet! (from what I remember, haha)

Thank you in advance! 🩷

omg yes! 100% of course!

and thank you so so much for putting in the request anon and for your patience on this too! I hope you enjoy! ☺️

rating: PG

genre: major fluff

pairing: Husk x Reader

warnings: none that i can think of

“Hiya Husk!” You greeted as you came down to the bar and greeted your favorite bartender. Well there was only one bartender for the hotel but he was your favorite regardless. Husk just hummed at your greeting as you sat down and Husk started making your drink. Tonight, you were determined to make Husk smile.

“You remember my drink?” You ask him as he sets it in front of you.

“You come here everyday and order the same damn thing, how could I not?” Husk asks, cleaning off the bar as you took a sip.

“Husk, this is so good! Damn!” The compliment rolls from your tongue easily, not noticing how it was affecting Husk.

“It’s the same thing as always. Nothin’ different ‘bout it.” The cat demon grumbled at you, not showing that he was secretly pleased you noticed that he had done something different and that you liked it.

“No. Nope. There’s something different… Did you put… lemon in it?” You ask, smacking your lips trying to taste all the flavors to discern what was different about your drink. Husk’s ears perked up, shocked you had gotten the addition.

“I did put a little lemon in there, ya.” Husk agreed and turned to you. You smiled.

“See?” You motion your glass to him. “I can tell Husk.” You laugh and watch him for a few moments. “How was your day?”

“My day?” Husk asks, looking at you incredulously. “I mean I’ve been at this shit hole all day and been workin’ so, not great.” You hum a bit and nod your head, feeling a little hurt.

Husk turns a glass over when you gasp. He whips around to you, thinking something is wrong when he sees you holding your hand out for… his hand?

“Oh my goodness. You have little hearts on your hand? Can I see?” You ask excitedly, leaning over the counter. Husk takes his hand and places it on your head and pushes you back down in the seat.

“No chance.” He says, turning away.

“Oh, c’mon Husk! Please? Pretty please?” You start begging and annoying the feline demon with continuous chants of his name. Finally he rounds on you.

“STOP.” He yells, your chants quieting. He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “If I let you look will you be quiet?” You nod quietly but very excited, your tail wagging back and forth. Husk sighs again and lays his hand palm side up to you. You squeal and poke his palm. Then take his hand and lift it, gently holding his hand in between your hands, your thumbs pressing down on the meaty parts of his palm. Watching as you did that his fingers and nails extended ever so slightly. You giggle and poke the heart that was in the middle before pressing a quick kiss to it and laying his hand back on the bar.

“Thanks Husk! It’s really cute you have those markings!” You say, taking another sip of your drink. All the while watching Husk’s eyes widen and his other hand covering the small smile he had on his face. You remain looking oblivious but see how his ears twitch, telling he was happy as his tail swished around a few times and then stopped. When he came back to the bar he was back to his grumpy self, but you saw his little smile.

“Victory!” You thought to yourself as you finished your drink for the night and asked Husk if he could make you another one.

[daquila]

Debating with Mr. Silly || Gojo x Reader

synopsis: who knew having silly debates with Satoru would lead to an accidental confession coming from his stupid lips

A/N: this is probably my fav fic now because it’s so sickly sweet I’m gonna explode ahaha..haha..

“ Goodbye Shoko! Goodbye Satoru! I’ll be heading home now, “ you giggled, waving to your friends as you exited Shoko’s office. The three of you idiots spent the time chatting about the most outrageous things ever— like the debate between salad, sandwich, or soup. It made Satoru lose all of his marbles; he was in denial that his beloved mochi could be considered a sandwich.

It was a nice way to relieve all of your stress from being a full-time jujutsu sorcerer. The job was horrifying, depressing, and stressful all at once— a literal three-in-one package. You somewhat wished that the school also paid for your therapy sessions, but they’re too disinterested to do that. Satoru just finished teaching (annoying) the first-years, and Shoko finally accomplished all of her reports by the time you were done with your mission. What a nice way to end a Friday.

The world was quiet enough, and you watched the blazing sun leave the sky. As you were about to reach the school’s main gate, you heard a familiar voice call out your name. It was Satoru— he was waving and running to you like a lost puppy.

“ Hey! Wanna walk home together? I heard that you moved to a spot closer to Jujutsu tech, “ he chimed, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. You replied with a quick smile and nod, bringing up the topic that caused a heated debate earlier.

“ Don’t you think that solid ice cream could be considered a salad? I mean— it’s a combination of all sorts of things! “

“ Y/N, ice cream is clearly a soup, “ you laughed at his remark, going on and on about how it’s clearly a salad.

You guessed that time must have slipped through your fingers, because you were already in front of your house’s entrance as Satoru continued his ramblings. It was already evening, the wind was cold, and there were barely any available taxis near you. You offered for the sorcerer to stay for the night, which he gladly accepted. It wasn’t anything special or new, because he has crashed at your place a couple of times.

While getting ready to prepare dinner, you felt your heartstrings tug at the sight of Satoru chopping vegetables. It felt awfully domestic doing this with the man that you loved the most. The only problem was that you weren’t sure if he liked you back or not— especially since he hasn’t been the same since Suguru’s passing. But then you also refrained yourself from confessing your love to him due to the dangerous nature of being a sorcerer.

Even after eating dinner, cleaning up, and watching a movie together, you still thought about what life would've been like if you let your mouth run about how much you loved him. He was sooo your type, the literal epitome of perfection.

“ What are ya thinking about? “ Satoru said, spreading his legs even further apart. He was taking more than 80% of the couch, which made you scoot over to the edge of it.

You talked about how people perceive their dream paradise in different ways— some have it as simple as home or as questionable as a whole shrine dedicated to themselves. Satoru laughed at the thought of it, because it sounded foolish for someone to have a shrine of their own.

“ Stop laughing, Satoru! I know damn well that you would love to have your own shrine! “

“ Nuh-uh! I can think of a better paradise than that, “ he argued as he started snorting from laughing too much. You felt humiliated from how much he mocked your claims, which made you ask about what his dream paradise would be like. There’s no way that this idiot’s dream paradise would be better than yours!

“ Fine ‘Toru! Then what’s your dream paradise? “

“ Anywhere with you, “ he winked, accompanying it with the most sickening and boyish grin to ever exist.

A/N: HES SO FUN TO WRITE IMGONNA EXPLODEEE

[ghost-proofbaby]

FIRST IMPRESSIONS (a barista!eddie x barista!reader au)

summary: eddie faces the perils of being a coffee shop opener, and meets you. you, who's so damn optimistic it should be annoying. you, who makes the job that has given him trouble seem like a cake walk. you, who seemingly bleeds sunshine. god, he should really hate you.

warnings: TWO uses of "y/n", fem!reader (use of she/her pronouns), PHYSICAL descriptors used for reader (she has a nose ring and a septum piercing! that's all), eddie is just a bitter and grumpy idiot.

wc: 5.2k

a/n: i apologize in advance for all the technical 'barista' talk in reference to positions. i tried to elaborate on a few of them, haha. also... yes. i gave reader two nose piercings. it's definitely not even more self-projection psh. (because i have three)

the full menu

Eddie Munson is not a morning person.

So, why, for the life of him, he ended up as an opener, he couldn’t tell you. 

It had been a snowball effect. He got tired of working odd jobs here and there to produce enough cash to slip Wayne for bills, decided the quick change made off of fixing up neighbors’ cars or mowing lawns just wasn’t cutting it for his desired spending habits. He was tired of being so restricted by his misfortune; he was tired of watching Wayne pull long shifts only to continue living paycheck to paycheck. He was tired of his friends like Harrington and Buckley having money from their part time gig at the movie store to freely agree to impromptu late nights at Benny’s or seeing the latest slasher films in the theater as they premiered while he had to deliberate over counting change to see if he even had the funds to join in. He was tired of eyeing that guitar in the mall and constantly telling himself one day. 

Eddie Munson had been tired. But now, as he forced himself awake most mornings before the sun even rose, he was exhausted.

Originally, he’d wanted to be a closer. He didn’t mind being the clean up crew, having to spend late nights in a coffee shop sweeping up grounds and scrubbing away the stickiness of the day. But then the hiring manager that interviewed him had hinted towards the fact that their store already had enough closers when he’d spotted Eddie’s availability, made a few off comments about how what they really needed was a couple brave souls to take over opening shift, and that tiresome cycle rang in Eddie’s ears. Before he even had the chance to think it through, in his desperation, he’d insisted that oh, actually, my availability is completely open. I don’t mind working earlier than that. 

What bullshit. Eddie definitely minded working earlier than that. He more than minded it — he loathed it.

Long story short, it had been a series of unfortunate events that led Eddie to where he was now. In his van, fifteen minutes early, staring out at a parking lot bathed in the lingering night as he fought to keep his eyes open. 

The clock on his dash read 4:46 in a taunting blink, flickering against his bleary eyesight and making him question every decision in his life that had led him here. Adjusting to the new job had been easy enough — his trainer was nice enough, learning how to make drinks and what routines were required in the morning had been meticulous but rewarding — except for the time. It wasn’t just his start time that tortured him vehemently; shifts seem to pass miserably slow, the seconds dragging their feet in no hurry to get anywhere in particular. The clock didn’t care if Eddie yearned for his bed and a few extra hours of sleep gifted by a nap. Traffic didn’t either, when he’d hit the highways and catch just the beginnings or the tail end of the morning rush.

You’d think he’d complain more about the commute. But the gas spent on the twenty minute drive to the town over was the least of his concerns.

“Fuckin’ John,” Eddie mutters when a large truck pulls up to the drive thru, a notable regular he’d begun to recognize after not even a month of working there. They had just recently changed their opening time (they used to open an hour earlier, his manager had informed him. Eddie had nearly burst into grateful tears that he’d never experienced that crime of humanity.) 

None of his coworkers had arrived yet. Most lived closer, able to garner extra snoozes on their alarms and shorter drives of contemplation. Eddie only ever envied them on mornings like today.

“We don’t open for, like, another forty minutes, asshole,” Eddie curses out loud to himself, counting down the time until John gives up and drives away. The man would just circle the store like a vulture anyways. He always did; he always had to be the first customer, grabbing his ridiculous coffee order before scurrying off to play cards at the casino, “How do you come here every fuckin’ day and not know that?” 

It took the older man a full four minutes before he finally roughly shifted his truck back into drive, being the farthest thing from gentle as he hit his gas and jerked his vehicle out of the drive thru line. Eddie couldn’t see him clearly through the stubborn darkness, but he could easily imagine that look of irritation at not receiving the caramel frappucino with a quad shot that he seemed to feel entitled to. 

God, that man was a dick. 

Eddie nearly misses another coworker pulling up to park beside him during the spectacle. 

By this point, he’s learned what cars all his coworkers drive. 

Carmen, the fellow barista who had trained him but he now rarely worked with due to her availability being a bit later in the day, drove a bright red 2012 Kia Soul that had certainly seen better days. Nicole, one of the shift leads he worked with often during his opens, drove a small and silver Nissan Versa. The year is lost on him, but he’s willing to bet it was a few years old at this point. James, another shift lead who went by Jamie and never had much to say, drove a Volkswagen that looked to be straight out of the 70s. And that was just the beginning, the ones he could think of off the top of his head while he was still waking up inside his van. 

The car parked beside him wasn’t any of these. He didn’t recognize it at first glance, and found himself doing a double take as his face scrunched up. 

A Jeep. A two-door Jeep Wrangler with vibrant, chipped yellow paint now sat idle beside him. 

Who the fuck drove a yellow Jeep? 

He can’t even bother to be annoyed or fatigued anymore with the mystery presently before him. He can’t see through the tint of the windows, can’t make out the silhouette of who it was. He was well aware that he hadn’t been acquainted with all of his coworkers quite yet – there was a plethora of baristas in the store he’d only heard spoken of in passing rather than properly meeting – but it had seemed like the people who opened always came from the same rotation of sorry suckers. 

Nicole’s car pulls up. So whoever drove the Jeep was not one of the shift leads. 

Five minutes to 5:00 AM, Nicole’s car door opens first and Eddie can hear the Jeep’s engine kill. He’s quick to fumble with his own keys, pulling them from the ignition in a haste and throwing a hand out to blindly grab his apron from his passenger seat.

A deep shade of green. Everyone had one or two of them laying around, and they were the root of the nickname for all new hires: green beans. He had just finally gotten the one embroidered with his name a little over a week ago, and his manager had apologized profusely as she swore it usually didn’t take that long.

Eddie really didn’t care. The moment he started wearing the apron with his name on it, customers had taken to randomly addressing him by it, and it made him fucking uncomfortable. 

“Rise and shine, campers!” Nicole’s voice echoes through the parking lot the moment all three openers are out of their cars. 

Eddie doesn’t answer at first (which isn’t unusual; Nicole was used to his ever-present sleep-deprivation induced silence). He’s too busy nearly tripping over himself as his eyes stay glued on that Jeep, on the door that swings wide open roughly from two parking spaces away as he waits with bated breath. 

Would this new coworker he was about to meet even like him? 

“God, Nicky,” a new voice groans – a girl’s voice.

Ah, fuck. 

Eddie had noticed the mysterious phenomenon of the way everyone who worked here seemed to be attractive to some extent. Nice on the eyes, always smiling and always flirting in a friendly manner to garner more tips. He’d had plenty of bisexual panics in the bathroom anytime one of his coworkers extended that friendly flirtation his way. All the fellow guys (as few as there were) and all the confident girls he’d been in the trenches with – it didn’t matter, they all affected him. 

Hawkins didn’t have nearly as many pretty people. Eddie sort of felt cheated for having lived a mere twenty minutes from a goldmine of such people for so long, completely unaware. But he also felt sort of relieved, knowing that if he were still a teenager barely scraping by in high school, this coffee shop would have been his downfall with awkward stumbles and feelings caught from all those faux smiles and joking winks that his now coworkers laid on heavy with their regulars. 

With this in mind, he doesn’t know why he wasn’t prepared for when you stepped out of the Jeep. Slamming the door shut behind you, your arms were full with an apron that was definitely not green, along with an oversized water bottle and what he thinks is either a cardigan or jacket. A tote bag slung over your shoulder looked to be stuffed full as well. You were a walking cliche for the type of person that people would expect to work at a coffee shop. The type of person that embodied all those jokes of if an alternative person isn’t making my coffee, it’s not going to taste good. 

Eddie should know; he’d been the butt of many of those style of jokes given that he also fit into that category. With his long hair, with his sparse tattoos, with his new nose ring – he knew he was as much of a cliche as you were. 

Didn’t stop him from staring at you, suddenly wide awake. 

“Aren’t you just a ray of sunshine?” Nicole jokes as she rounds the front of your Jeep, stopping and looking between you and Eddie before she says to you, “You’d think after a month’s vacation you’d be happier to see me.” 

You take two steps forward, lining up right between Eddie and Nicole, and suddenly contort your face to be such an over-exaggerated smile that it’s nearly a grimace. Eddie is so caught up in the scrunch of your nose, he nearly misses the way you grit out a sarcastic “Better?” from between your teeth. 

“Oh, that’s the winner,” Nicole cackles, keys jangling as she shakes them and leads the two of you towards the front of the store. Over her shoulder, she continues to joke, “Keep on smiling like that, and I sense a twenty dollar tip in our future.” 

Eddie still hasn’t said a word. What is he supposed to say? All he can do is trail slightly behind you, doing everything in his power to not let his eyes roam over your legs or backside. You were just wearing black jeans, in line with the same dress-code everyone else followed, but they were doing you favors. 

“Y’know, I think I already saw John’s truck this morning,” your voice was surprisingly pleasant despite the insinuation Nicole had made that your first impression should be grumpy. Far less gritty than Eddie’s would have been had he spoken up, “Think I can sweet talk that out of him? Maybe I’ll ask about his wife. Or- Oh!” you exclaim, bursting with sudden energy that should give Eddie a headache this early, “Put me on bar! I’ll douse his drink in caramel how he likes, that’s sure to tug on his wallet- Sorry, I mean heart-strings.” 

Nicole continues to laugh as she fumbles with unlocking the door, and it’s not lost on Eddie that he has never made any of the fellow baristas laugh like that. Although, to be fair, he has never been quite as enthusiastic as you. He didn’t seemingly bleed sunshine like you. Here the three of you were, outside in the dusky beginnings of a morning, and he could have sworn that the sun had already risen from the light that seemed to emit from you. 

It should have made him nauseated. It kind of did, actually. 

You turn suddenly, just as Nicole finally turns the lock, and face him. Your smile is subtle, eyes so wide he wouldn’t notice the bags even if you had any. “I’m Y/N, by the way.” 

You stick your hand out and he can see you sticky with it – with hopefulness, with friendliness, with kindness. His stomach churns. 

Nope. Not a chance. 

The moment Nicole opens the door, he’s barely muttering his name back to you, and is rushing past you to enter the store. His shoulder brushes against yours, and he has to tell himself repeatedly he did not just shoulder-check you. He has to tell himself that it’s okay he didn’t meet your level of enthusiasm. He has to tell himself that you’re just another barista, someone else who makes coffee for a living and that this new energy you bring is just due to that vacation that Nicole mentioned. 

It’ll fade. He’ll be fine. At some point, his stomach has to stop churning. 

—

It doesn’t. 

Your energy doesn’t falter, to his surprise. Not only are you sunshine personified, but you’re also damn good at your job. Eddie can only imagine how sluggish he’d be if he had a month off from anything, especially a job, but it doesn’t even seem as though you have to dust any of your skills off for the day. 

You offer to take over opening up the ‘drive thru’ aspect of the store, brewing all the coffees and teas without complaint as Eddie lingers in his misery of shuffling through the tasks of opening up the food portion of the store. As he’s sorting the croissants to be replenished, implementing the technique of FIFO (first in, first out), he can hear Nicole still cackling at whatever you’re saying in the back of the house as you clean the syrup pumps. When he’s labeling all the new breakfast sandwiches for the day with their best-by dates, he can hear you humming a few feet away from him over the clicking of the sticker gun in his hand. And when the clock finally reads 5:30 to signify the time of opening, you’re putting on your apron, tying it around yourself more securely than Eddie always lazily did. Even your black apron seemed to fit on you better than his did, as if you were more made for this job than he was. As if you had years of experience to carry on your shoulders, and God, were you carrying them with grace. Constantly smiling, constantly joking. He’d once thought Nicole incapable of even breaking a grin, but he’d hardly gone longer than a minute without hearing her laugh during the time of your opening together. 

God, he sort of hated you. 

You never even mentioned how rudely he’d shrugged off your introduction. Occasionally, he’d even caught you looking his way during the conversation, a soft expression on your face as if you were ready to include him in all the inside jokes at a moment’s notice. 

He made sure to consistently stare straight ahead, never once seeming to glance your way when you wore that expression. 

You were just too nice. You were putting all the other openers to shame right before his eyes, himself included, and he hated you for it. 

Once the store is open, John is the first customer in drive, as always. Eddie wears the headset (the one you’d grabbed for him, sanitizing it and slotting a freshly charged battery in without him even asking. God, he hated you.) and listens in to you greeting the awful bastard, and his stomach does another flip. 

“Good morning, John,” you chirp happily. He couldn’t see your face from around the corner, but he could only imagine that you were wearing a smile. Maybe you even had that damn camera on so that the customers could see you just as you could see them. 

He waits. Anxious to hear John’s grumpy reply, be reassured when someone else also didn’t match your energy. The man had never been pleasant a single day that Eddie had worked thus far. Simply barking out his order, acting offended when someone didn’t recognize him. 

If anyone was going to be cruel to you, Eddie would bet all five dollars in his pocket that it would be John. 

But even John wasn’t fucking mean to you. 

He had replied in the most cheerful tone Eddie had ever heard leave the man’s throat.

“And who am I speaking to?” he almost sounds teasing. It fans at Eddie’s irrational irritability. 

“I’ll give you three guesses.” 

He hates the way your customer service voice was so similar to just your normal voice. A bit squeakier, a bit more polite, but still bottled sunshine. He hates how nicely it caressed his eardrum as compared to the grate of some of the other barista’s tones while on drive thru. He hates that some deep part of him secretly hoped that Nicole stationed you there your entire shift, and that if she did, he would fight tooth and nail to keep this damn headset on. Just to hear your voice. Just to hear your light.

“Only three?” John’s gruff voice scoffs, “There’s only one person who works here who is this damn cheery before eight in the morning.” 

Nicole laughs from where she’s bent over to put down a few of the sanitizer buckets by the bars, shaking her head as she also listens in over her headset. 

“I’m making it easy on you, then,” you say as you suddenly come into view for Eddie. He’s trying to replenish the sandwiches and protein boxes that the store keeps on display for the customer by the register, still working through his morning tasks as he realizes you’ve completed yours.

Man, he fucking hated you. 

You don’t miss a beat as you begin to tap one of the espresso machines awake, punching all the right buttons to pull John’s espresso shot before you turn to make your way towards the cold beverage station. “You still drinking the same thing, old man?” 

“I’m not old.”

“Right, and I’m not already over-caffeinated,” that’s a lie. He hasn’t seen you touch a drop of coffee this entire time, “Just pull on up. It’s a billion dollars, or whatever your total normally is.” 

John’s cackle is cut off by him pulling away from the speaker box, effectively disconnecting the two way mic. Even Eddie finds himself nearly grinning at your reply, but he stops himself. Because you’re annoying. Because no one should be this witty this early. Because the ability to make others laugh this often should be a cardinal sin. 

He stops the grin because he hates you… right?

You do manage to get a tip out of John. Eddie sees it with his own two eyes. It’s a quick deposit of whatever spare change the stingiest man Eddie had ever had the displeasure of meeting has lying around his car, and it happens so quickly while you’re leant out the window to pass the man his receipt that he always requests that Eddie almost convinces himself it didn’t happen. But it did. He saw it with his own two eyes, as he tripped over his two left feet, effectively nearly knocking Nicole over with him. 

The look she gives him makes his stomach twist this time as his heart lurches. It’s a knowing look. It’s despicable. 

She doesn’t say a word until later into the shift, once more baristas are scattered across the floor and peak is in full swing. Eddie isn’t kept on food, and you aren’t kept to manage taking orders or run the window – he’s the one reassigned to the window position as you are moved to the cafe bar. He’s tasked with quick connections before handing out drinks to bored business people, as you fly through making drinks for both mobile orders and any customers that choose to physically walk into the store. 

Nicole puts herself on the position of ‘DTO’ – she greets the drive thru customers over the headset and takes their orders, her tone not nearly as honey-sweet as yours had been. She’s lacking in jokes, she sticks to a script that must have taken her years to make sound even remotely natural. 

Eddie’s just grateful he doesn’t have to wear a headset and listen to her directly in his ear. 

Rush has died down when she turns to him and cocks a brow with her hip. He has the window shut, fiddling with his thumbs as he anxiously awaits for the partner on drive bar to finish making the iced white mocha for the customer currently sitting on their phone. He’s sure the look she shoots his way is in regards to the fact that he isn’t ‘connecting with the customer’ or putting himself through insufferable small talk. 

It isn’t.

“Do you not like her?” 

His head shoots up, fully meeting her curious gaze, “Excuse me?”

“Y/N,” she clarifies, “Do you… not like her?” 

“I don’t know her,” he weakly defends himself.

He had been a dick to you this morning, hadn’t he? What a weak defense for being a bad person to someone who makes this entire store glow simply by being here. 

“You should give her a chance,” Nicole speaks softly as she leans back on the counter that holds the order screens, “I… She can be a lot, but she’s one of our best. Think of her as the people’s princess, so to speak.” 

He knows you’re one of the best here, just in the short few hours he’s caught glimpses of you. He has no idea how you’re so quick with making drinks, or how you manage to hold such genuine sounding conversations with all of the customers who stand right at the hand off plane. He just gets irritable when they stare at him with prying eyes as he tries (and fails) to keep up his pace. 

“I… I can see it,” he nods, bringing a hand up to pinch his bottom lip, “I mean, John clearly loves her.” 

Nicole gives a pointed look, “He does. She doesn’t take his shit – him and his wife bring her gifts for every holiday. They know her damn birthday and bring her cards. It’s insufferable.” 

He cracks a shy smile at that, “They bring her birthday cards?”

“They bring her birthday cards,” she echoes back to him. Eddie finally receives the drink he was waiting on and turns, quick to hand it out with a soft mutterance of ‘have a good day’. Once he’s finished and the drive thru is officially empty, he faces her once more, “You don’t have to like her as much as everyone else. I know you’re still new and adjusting but… she’s one of the best for a reason.” 

“Because she can turn out drinks like it’s no one’s business?” Eddie questions, side stepping and lifting his chin in your direction as you finish yet another drink, as if to prove his point. 

“That,” Nicole shrugs her shoulders and pushes off the counter, “And because she actually gives a damn.” Eddie’s brows shoot up as he waits for her to continue, “She knows these customers, man. Learns about their lives, hears them out. Remembers the small things. She’s the same way with all of us, too. She once got turned down from being a shift lead because she’s too nice. Have you ever heard of someone being shot down from a job for that?” Nicole pauses, and Eddie can only shake his head, feeling the ends of his ponytail brush the back of his neck, “She has the management experience – she knows how to run this place. Sometimes, I see it. The way she steps up and takes responsibility. She chooses to be that kind even if it makes her seem like a nut job. She chooses to let people hear walk all over her, because she cares. She cares more about treating us as humans or whatever than she does an upgrade in pay.”

“Makes sense they wouldn’t make her a shift, then,” Eddie dares to say, which earns him a sharp look, “I mean, management positions aren’t for the weak of heart. You have to make tough decision-”

“Once, a man was harassing one of our baristas. This dude who was married. Came in like clockwork and picked up a mobile order under his wife’s name, wouldn’t take no for an answer and kept flirting with one of our poor girls. I’ve never really been afraid of her, but I was every time that man stepped foot in here,” Nicole grabs a rag and starts to wipe down the counters with a low whistle, as if she isn’t spilling serious store lore right now to Eddie. As if she isn’t bringing on more questions than answers, “She’s not weak of heart. She’s good of heart. And if she hadn’t been on vacation, she would have been your trainer. You don’t have to like her, like I said, but it would do you well to give her a chance.” 

Trainer? 

Carmen had mentioned something about another barista being the usual trainer. She had even tried to joke around with Eddie that he would have liked the other girl better, something about how she was funnier and easier to get along with. 

You. You were the girl she’d been talking about. The people’s princess, as Nicole had put it. 

Eddie opens his mouth to say something in reply, although he isn’t quite sure what he can say. 

God, he had been a fucking dick. And Nicole was matching sure he felt all seven levels of Hell, of guilt, for it. 

It ate him alive for the rest of his shift. His stomach churned with it. All that guilt gnawed on him from the inside out, using his bones for toothpicks, and he already knew what he needed to do without Nicole saying it.

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“Did that hurt?”

The two of you got off your shifts at the same time, as most openers do. At ten o’clock precisely, Nicole was shooing the two of you off the floor, two fresh baristas taking both your places as you scurried to the back. 

He’d overheard the joke made ten minutes prior, Nicole speaking to a fellow shift lead about who would be replacing you, already mourning your absence. She didn’t make such a joke about Eddie.

“Huh?” you look up quickly from where you had been carefully rolling and folding your apron into a bundle. 

Eddie gestures vaguely to his nose again, repeating himself, “Did it hurt?” 

It was the best he could do – pathetic small talk about the nose piercings of yours that had caught his eye. 

You grin radiantly, and he tries to swallow down that instinctive voice that whisper hate, hate, hate. “Which one?”

Right. You had multiple nose piercings. A hoop that matches Eddie’s own, only on the left nostril rather than the right like his, and that septum piercing. He’d probably look dumb to ask about the nostril considering he had his done, and should already know that it definitely doesn’t feel nice. 

“The septum,” he clarifies, “That combination, though, um… It looks sick.” 

Oh, he sounds so fucking stupid right now. He wishes the sticky floors beneath the two of you would split and swallow him whole. 

“Eh,” you shrug, finally glancing away from him to finish wrapping the strings of your apron snugly around the bundle you’d made of it, “My nostril honestly hurt worse. If you’re thinking of getting one,” you pause, and look up, offering him a look of pure mischief. Heart, stomach, mind. They all lurch with that look as you whisper, as if letting him in on a secret, “Do it.”

“I don’t think I could pull it off,” he’s quick to blurt out, eyes widening, resisting the urge to take several steps back and put distance between you two. 

Fuck, he didn’t hate you. It hits him like a truck – this shift had managed to slip through his fingers so quickly. The fastest one to date. Between all of your jokes, all of the laughter you managed to pull out of others and that he had to fight down, the day had flown past as easily as a shift really could. 

He regrets spending the shift moping. He regrets ignoring your introduction. He regrets not giving you a chance. 

“I think you could,” your tote bag now hangs from your shoulder, and you have your keys prepared in one hand as you hold your water bottle in the other, “Everyone says that, but if you can already pull off the nostril, adding a little septum to the mix never hurt nobody.” 

Is your face stuck like that? Stuck with a subtle and shy smile pulling at the lips, making the corners of your eyes crinkle in the slightest? 

He hopes not. If it is, he’ll never be able to have a normal conversation with you. He’ll always be too distracted, too infuriated, too overwhelmed. 

“You’re a very optimistic person,” he almost lets it slip out as a scoff, but refrains, Nicole’s words echoing in his mind. It would do you well to give her a chance.

“I find your lack of faith disturbing,” you casually say to him. 

“Did you just quote Star Wars to me?” 

Eddie is aghast, staring at you with even more awe than before. And you – oh, you look so goddamn proud of yourself and the way you’ve left him shellshocked, smugly lifting your chin and smiling more intentionally. You’re smiling so widely that your eyes pinch nearly fully shut and even more of that sunshine is now flooding the backroom up to Eddie’s knees.

“I don’t know,” you start to step around Eddie, carrying an air of arrogance that would only be so endearing from someone who had been proven to be as kind as you were, “Did I?”

You never give him the chance to answer. You leave him there, standing in the middle of the back of house and not even clocked out yet as you walk away with a bounce in your step and a quick have a good day, Eddie! over your shoulder.

When he’s finally off the clock and having given a half-ass goodbye to everyone on the floor (which no one replied to as enthusiastically as they had yours, by the way), you’re still sitting in your damn yellow Jeep. You give him a slight wave through the windshield as he makes a beeline for his van, and he doesn’t even bother to return it. Pretends he doesn’t see it. Looks straight ahead. If Nicole is watching from the drive thru window that serves as a front row seat to the entire interaction, she’s going to rip him a new one next shift they work together. 

God, Eddie wishes he hated you. 

Instead, he’s left hoping that next time he opens, you’re there to make the time fly. Maybe he’ll be the one quoting Star Wars to you. If he can ever get the stick out of his ass, that is.

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[ju1cyfru1t]

Heeeeey! First of all, I wanted to say that I love your writing style! It's amazing and it's making me feel emotions♡! Second - I hope you have an excellent and nice day or night!

Can I request headcanons about Leo crushing on reader? And that he is so in love that it causes annoyance to his brothers, especially Donnie, that he decides to help his twin get the Reader?

If it's too much, you can ignore that, that's totally fine!

(and I'm sorry for any grammatical errors, English is not my first language, Haha!)

THANK YOU POOKIE I REALLY APPRECIATE IT 🤭🤭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 HOPE YOU LIKE IT

Rise! Leo x gn! reader crush Headcanons + Drabble

fluff :D, contains swearing

- literally eats up any and all attention you give him

- maybe just slightly very delusional

- like you could just brush past him and he’s like

- “did you guys see that? they’re sooooo into me.”

- whatever you gotta tell yourself, pal.

- Him? Laying awake at night thinking about you? Whaaaat? That’s crazy, couldn’t be him.

- except for the part where it is, and it’s interrupting his precious beauty sleep.

- def would wake up one of his brothers *COUGH*DONNIE

- “Psssst…Donnie~..DONNIE! Are you awake? Great! Hey, did you notice earlier when Y/N-“

- someone tell him to shut the fuck up about you. Jk not that they haven’t tried, Leo just doesn’t listen.

- ABSOLUTELY believes that he is incredibly smooth

- The worst pick-up lines you have ever heard in your entire life + just him (trying) to flirt with you ALL DAY EVERY DAY bitch doesn’t let you have a moment of peace

- You have no idea what you’ve done. To him sure, but mostly to Raph, Mikey, Donnie, and even April.

-“Aaappprriiilll, did Y/N say anything about me when you saw them?…No? Oh.🥲”

- Leo is forward and confident towards you, he ain’t trying to hide anything. Trust me, you don’t know how anxious this makes him because of his deep rooted insecurities BUT THAT’S A STORY FOR ANOTHER TIME-

- esp if he can’t tell if you are feeling what he is, yk?

- MEANWHILE, Donnie is one “Y/N” away from finally snapping (and becoming a mad scientist)

- EVERYONE is growing tired of this. It’s not that they aren’t happy their brother found someone he’s interested in, but oh my god.

- But Donnie would do anything, and I mean anything, for more than 5 minutes of peace.

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So there Donatello was, peering around the corner watching you, Mikey, and Leo in the kitchen. It had been a lovely afternoon! You guys watched a movie, and now you were making brownies.

“You know, Y/N..” Leo had a cocky smile, leaning against the counter, “I don’t know what’s sweeter…you or these.”

You and Mikey both rolled your eyes, “Shut up, Leo.” It was completely fair for Mikey to be annoyed, he’d been listening to this all day. Like, take a hint.

Donnie was fiddling with the door, and glanced down the hallway, making sure to look out for Raph because he wasn’t sure his eldest brother sound agree with his…plan.

“Oh, Angelo, could you come here for a moment?” Donnie stared intently at Mikey, motioning his head towards you and his twin.

Mikey looked back and forth between you and Leo confused for a second, before shrugging and heading towards Donnie who then pulled him straight out of the room. He slammed the door shut, and activated his digital lock. No one was getting in or out unless Donnie disabled it, which he did not plan on doing anytime soon. This ended NOW. I mean, he thought it was pretty obvious that you both liked each other and just needed to get it over with! Mostly because Leo’s painful obsession was getting really old.

Banging and muffled yelling could be heard from the other side, and Mikey grabbed Donnie by the shoulder. “Donnie! What are you doing? My brownies are gonna burn!”

“Trust me, Michael. This is for the best and they’ll be thanking me later.”

.

.

“ Dammit…we’re locked in.” You let out a deep sigh, letting yourself slide down the wall to sit, the smell of baking brownies still in there. Why would Donnie do this?

“Yeah…” Leo was trying really hard to keep his cool, but the panic coursing through him was undeniable. I mean, he was actually alone with you. There was always someone else with you two, whether it be one of his brothers, his dad, or April.

“But…I mean, it’s not all that bad, just you..and me.” He winked, with his usual confident, sly smile even though his hands were shaking.

“Ugh, will you stop that?” Your tone and expression was annoyed, and confused, Leo’s stomach sank.

“Stop whaaat?~” His voice trembled a bit, but he was still keeping up his playful demeanor.

“The…the flirting! Seriously, it’s not funny.” You looked away from him. “I’m not trying to be funny-“

“Seriously, shut up! Stop playing with my feelings, Leo. You’re so confusing…I can’t tell if you’re just toying with me or what- God, why do I even bother?” Of course you were frustrated, who wouldn’t be?

Leo was taken by surprise at your outburst, and it was obvious. As soon as the realization of you were saying hit, you were embarrassed. “Just…forget it, Leo. I shouldn’t have said anything-“

“Wait, no- Y/N, it’s not like that!” What the hell was he saying? Was he really about to do this right now?

He kneeled in front of you, taking in a deep breath. “I care about your feelings, ok? I’m not ‘toying’ with you, I really do like you!” Even as his anxiety rose, Leo felt like a weight was be lifted off of his chest. He couldn’t believe he really just said it…

Now, it was your turn to be surprised, staring into his hopeful eyes. “Leo…I don’t know what to say…I mean..” Leo swore his heart stopped, and he felt like he imploding right then and there. He couldn’t handle rejection like this.

“ I like you, too.” You grabbed his hand, taking it in yours. “What? For real?” He swiftly wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly. “..ohgodthankyouthankyou…”

“So, what now?” You couldn’t help but smile, leaning your head into the crook of his neck.

Leo laughed, “I don’t know, I never really thought I’d get this far.“

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Some requests from my inbox will be posted very soon. I stared school again this week, so I’ve been busy but I’m trying to catch up! Sorry it’s been taking a hot minute. :)

[storiesfromafan]

Benny x Reader Pt 2

A/N: here is part 2 of my Benny series. I like how this turned out. I hope you all like it too. I am about half way through part 3 haha.

Also, The Bikeriders was released yesterday on Prime Video here. So I had to buy it. Night 2 of watching it lol.

Part 1

“When was the next time you saw Benny?” Asked Danny.

You smiled at the memory. “Believe it or not, outside the bar”.

“What were you doing there? Did you go in?”

~~~

It was Saturday night, and you were dressed up in one of your going out dresses, hair and make-up done. All at the request of not only Lilly but your mutual friend Anne, aka Miss Prim and Proper. How did this happen you may ask? It began earlier in the week, Anne had popped into the diner you had gotten a job at, thanks to Lilly’s help. Both you and Lilly had been casually working when Anne had come in.

She was all smiles and bubbly, which kind of irked you. How could one person be so peppy? But I guess if you weren’t currently working, you’d be happy too. The girl was all about gushing over this young man from her church, talking about him and his prospects. Even dropping that she had a movie date with him on Saturday night. Lilly listened more then you had been, as you weren’t that interested in anyone’s love life, let alone having one yourself.

“I came in because you see, Ricky has these two friends” Anne began looking between you both. “And they are looking for dates for Saturday night. So, I was wondering…”

“I’m in!” Lilly said without hesitation.

Both women turned to you. “Hmm?” You asked wiping your hands on your apron.

“Saturday night, dates?” relayed Lilly leaning against the counter. “You’re in, right?”

Recalling the memory, you had wished you had put up more of a fight in not going. But somehow Lilly had twisted your arm, getting you to agree to a triple date. As I said, both Lilly and Anne had been the ones to pick out your dress and instruct you on hair and make-up. You wont lie, you did look good. But you felt so uncomfortable, not being used to this. Yet you did it nonetheless for Lilly.

Another thing you had wished was that you had taken your dad’s pick-up truck, that way you could have taken off whenever you wanted. But sadly, Lilly was also driver for the night. Which is what you were currently doing, driving around town, yet not to the movie theater. The three of you were currently on a detour to see Uncle Johnny, as Lilly had to see her Uncle for her parents. Thankfully you were already driving when Lilly dropped the news, or else you think Anne would have refused to travel with you both.

“Can’t it wait till tomorrow!?” Protested Anne in the backseat.

“I wish, but unfortunately it can’t” Lilly replied apologetically. “I promise to be only five minutes!”

With that Anne took to sulking in the back seat, arms crossed over her chest while fear and distaste evident on her face. You shared a look with Lilly as the bar came into view. She pulled up and parked the car across from the bar, once more saying she’d be five minutes before getting out of the driver’s seat. Anne made an annoying noise, which lead to you opening your door to get out.

“Don’t leave me too!” Called Anne leaning forward and grasping the seat you’d just been in.

You softly sighed before turning back to her, “I’m not leaving you. I’m just going to stand outside. Think of it as guarding you”. With that you closed the door before she could reply. Maybe you were a little rude, but she was acting like a child.

Lilly came around to you, both of you taking a few steps from the car. “I won’t be long; I honestly didn’t think this would be her reaction” she muttered to you.

“It’s alright, just get in there and get out before she flips out more” you smiled nodding to the bar. “See you when you get out”.

Lilly smiled before bouncing off to the bar, which a few men were entering, so they held the door open. Once she and the bikers disappeared inside, you stepped back to the car and took to leaning against the cool metal of the passenger door. You could hear Anne but paid her no mind.

Instead, you ran your hands down the front of the sleeveless shift dress, in a baby blue color with four buttons down the front for embellishment, you were wearing. Crossing your arms over your chest you looked down at the simple flat mod shoes, in a light brown and white, with a small, tied ribbon fastening them on your feet.

Lost in thought over your clothes, you were brought back to reality when you heard the incoming roar of a motorcycle. You turned your gaze to the direction that it was coming from, and that was when you saw a figure emerge from the darkness. You couldn’t see them properly but could make out their strong build. The small bursts of light washing over him, allowing small, better glimpses.

Before you knew it, he had arrived, pulling up before moving his bike back to rest the back tire to the curb a meter from where you stood. You noted his dirty blonde hair and matching stubble, the dirty white jeans and black boots, paired with his Vandal’s jacket. Straightening up you watched him closely. He had turned off his bike by now but remained seated before pulling out a pack of cigarettes from the inside pocket of his jacket. Pulling one from said packet, he placed it between his lips before returning the packet to its home in his jacket. Next, he pulled out his lighter, which he sparked up as he lent his head down to light the cigarette. Satisfied with it lit, he pocketed the lighter.

While you had been observing him, the young Vandal had seen you standing by Lilly’s car. Only when he got closer did he finally recognize you as the Angel from Fred’s farm. Once pulling up and parking his bike, Benny had decided he wasn’t in a rush. Taking you in, looking from under his lashes as he lit his smoke. He liked the dress you wore, liked the look of your legs, but to be honest he was more into the woman he’d seen on the farm. Light sweater, dirty jeans and tennis shoes. She looked wild. While now you looked like most of the girls that ran around town.

You noted the way he had lent down to spark his cigarette was captivating. The flame from the lighter illuminating his face for a moment. You couldn’t lie, he was gorgeous in a devil-may-care kind of way. The way he lifted his hand and took the cigarette between his fingers, removing it from his sinful lips, he released the smoke he had drawn in. How could this guy make smoking a cigarette look so sensual. His facial expression remaining impassive and uncaring, like you weren’t even there in this moment.

Benny moved to lower his bikes kickstand, once making sure it was standing on its own without a chance of it falling over, did he finally swing his leg over and stand by his bike. Purposely he had chosen to stand with his back to you, making it less obvious that he had been watching you, watching him. He could feel your eyes on him still, which brought a small smile to his face. Eventually he turned from his bike and began to cross the street, sights on the bar before him. And with every step, your eyes continued to watch him. And he was enjoying every moment of it.

You admired his back when he was standing next to his bike, you even liked what you saw as he walked away from you. Yet, you preferred looking at his gorgeous face. Your cheeks warmed up at your thoughts, noting this had never happened before. Turning your gaze from the man before you, you took a moment to take a deep breath before releasing it. Then you returned your gaze back to the bar, only now you saw the man at its door. He stood there, looking back at you with an unreadable look on his face as he stood with the door open.

You wanted to believe he was silently inviting you into the bar. The passive expression on his handsome face continuing to ensnare you. And when he tilted his head toward the open door did you note that he was indeed sending out an invitation. But to what exactly? What lay behind those doors? You had heard stories from Lilly, but what would you be witness too.

Just as you were about to take a step away from the car, the gaze with the Vandal was broken when Lilly came out of the open door. She said a few words to the man holding said door, which prompted him to turn to her. You felt the air come back to your lungs, when you had held your breath, you were unsure. Watching them, you saw Lilly pat him on the shoulder before he reluctantly entered the bar. But not without one more look your way, a look of disappointment on his face.

Lilly came bouncing over to the car, rounding it before getting into the driver seat while you somehow moved to get into the passenger seat. Starting up the car she sighed, running her hands over the steering wheel.

“See, I told you I wouldn’t be long” she mused.

You nodded your head. Still trying to wrap your head around what just happened.

“You alright?” Lilly asked with concern before pulling away from the curb.

“Ah, yeah” you managed to get out smoothly.

“Thank God we’re finally getting away from there” Anne said relaxing. “But what was with you and that guy, (Y/N)?”

Lilly looked to you before back to the road before her, her mind putting the pieces together slowly. “Benny?” Lilly asked confused.

“Is that his name?” You asked airily.

“If you’re talking about the one that was holding open the bar door when I left, yeah that’s Benny” replied Lilly turning down a street, now only two blocks from the movie theater. “Why? What happened?”

Before you could speak, Anne beat you to the punch. “He pulled up beside us, she was watching him like a hawk! And then when he was holding open that door, he was staring at her, while she stared at him! It was like he wanted her to go into the bar!”

You scoffed. “I wasn’t watching him like a hawk. I was trying to work out where I’d seen him before, which was at the farm the other day” you defended yourself. You only now clicked on that he had been at the farm when you had embarrassed yourself. “And like I’d have gone into the bar. God knows what goes on in there”.

Lilly gave you a pointed look. “You just worked out he was at the farm, huh? And you wouldn’t have gone into the bar, hmm?”

“Yeah, I just worked it out” you muttered, knowing she was reading you right now. She knew, she could tell you fancied the biker. But didn’t say anything. Not yet.

Anne continued to prattle on about the bar and the biker, thankfully it didn’t take long to arrive at the parking lot by the theater. Once out of the car all talk of Benny and the bar died down. Replaced with Ricky and his friends. Anne led you both, Lilly linking arms with you and whispering that you had to have a chat later, to which you rolled your eyes. Though you both did laugh after. There was no escaping your friend when she wanted details.

Upon arriving at the movie theater, Anne spotted her date and his friends. She bounced over with a big smile, running her hand over her hair. You and Lilly shared a look before moving over to the four people. Anne didn’t take long to introduce you to Ricky, who in turn introduced you both to Edward and James. Lilly instantly took a liking to Edward, taking to calling him Eddy, which the man didn’t mind. So, you were paired up with James, who seemed nice, but kind of shy.

The six of you stood around out the front of the theater, looking at the different posters and trying to pick from the three movies that screenings were coming up. You stood back with James, while Lilly voiced her opinion on some rom-com, while the other two males tried to steer clear of that movie. James commented on the other four, which you awkwardly replied to. This was not how you thought this would go. But to be fair you had no idea what to be in for really. Finally, once a decision was made, the three men went to the booth and purchased the tickets.

Just as they returned to you three, did you hear numerous roars coming down the street. You looked in the direction of the sound, soon seeing bikes and their riders riding past the theater. It was when James was handing you your ticket did you see Benny again. He was a few bikes behind Johnny, who was the lead. Benny sat comfortably upon his bike, one hand on a handlebar while the other resting on his upper thigh.

Before he had even seen you, you were already looking in their direction. And when your gaze landed on him, Benny wanted to smile. For you weren’t even paying attention to the guy beside you, your date. He was your focus, and he liked that, a lot. He licked his lips, hiding the smile that wanted to take form. Next chance he got; Benny told himself he would speak to you.

Lilly waved to her Uncle and his boys, some waved back at her, to the disdain of Anne. Grabbing onto the arm of her date, Anne pulled Ricky into the movie theater, done with bikies. Both you and Lilly, along with your dates, waited for the Vandal’s to pass before heading into the theater to catch up with Anne and Ricky. Lilly gushed over her Uncle and his Vandals, she was so spirited about the motorcycle club, which made you chuckle. Though you don’t think her date shared the same enthusiasm.

Your date remained quiet, having you think he might have been intimidated by the passing club. And with every word Lilly spoke of them, he seemed to shrink back. That was all you needed to know that this man didn’t like them, but rather he feared them. Most people in the town did, for the club had this air about them, and tended to not entirely follow the law. You did get through the movie with James next to you, being respectful of not moving a muscle or laying a finger on you. Which was fine with you. Secretly you think he might have been observing you when The Vandal’s rode past. And he probably noticed you staring at Benny.

~~~

“How did the date go?”

You sat back with your arms crossed, smile on your face. “It wasn’t too bad. James was nice, but not for me. Lilly’s date unfortunately was discouraged to see her further, when Johnny found out how much of a pig he was”.

“That bad, huh?” Danny questioned with a chuckle.

“Oh yeah” you laughed. “He was found out to be married and trying to have his cake and eat it too”.

^____^

[leeknowsyou]

Hi!! I saw your profile I just wanted to know if your request are open?? If they are could you do a jeongin fic fluff like puppy love? Like everything is new and special and the hyungs constantly tease them about it 💕

new kind of feelings

pairing. jeongin x gn!reader genre. fluff wordcount. 579 summary. the request above author’s note. my first post! reblogs are appreciated!! masterlist.

Love was something that you hadn’t felt before. I mean, of course you had felt love, but not this kind of adoration for another human being. Everytime your eyes landed on Jeongin’s features, it felt like you were floating in the clouds.

Your relationship was fresh, only a few months old. Yet it still felt like it was years old.

You had scheduled a movie night at the boys’ dorms today. Surprisingly, you got along with the other members very well, even though you hadn’t known them for a long time. Jeongin thought it was cute how well you guys got along.

Standing behind the door, you and Jeongin impatiently waited for the door to open. Finally, after a few painfully long seconds, you were met with a welcoming Felix.

“What are you waiting for, come on in” Felix greeted, while gesturing to step inside the dorm. The planks on the floor were creaky, and the walls were old and the paint was worn out, but still it was comforting in some sort of way. Yellow sparks of lights left and right, the warmness from the heater, the salty scent of popcorn. It all felt so comfortable.

Suddenly you were woken from you trance and you entered the living room. There was a blanket put above the couch, making some type of tent. The so called tent was surrounded by pillows and numerous bowls of snacks. Laughter was heard inside the tent.

Eventually you settled on the couch and now the hardest part of the evening started: picking the movie.

“Can we not watch a horror movie, I don’t really like them” you anxiously announced. A series of annoyed groans were heard across the room.

“This one?” Leeknow, who was browsing through the movies asked. “No” replied Seungmin sternly. “This?” said Leeknow in a frustrated tone, clearly wanting to just pick any movie. “Nope” Seungmin answered, while make the ‘nope’ longer than usual. A sigh left Leeknow as he placed the remote down and gave up.

The remote was later picked up by Changbin, who requested all kinds of cartoons. The next holder of the remote was Han, who then requested any kind of anime he saw.

“This is never going to end” mumbled Bangchan under his breath. Jeongin took that as a clue and picked up the remote.

“Babe, what’s you favourite movie?”he asked, while staring into your eyes. Gosh, the way his hair fell perfectly on his face, and his beautiful smile was so intoxicating.

“Earth to Y/n? Helloo?” Jeongin waved his hand in front of your eyes. You realised you were in your thoughts again and your cheeks gained a slight pink blush from embarrassment.

“Oh sorry, it’s (your favourite movie)” you giggled while clinging onto Jeongin’s shoulder. The way he looked at you was a clear indicator that he was seriously in love.

“Yah, Jeongin is whipped” Hyunjin giggled while noticing his gaze upon you. His eyes looked like they had galaxies in them, sparkling with hearts.

Jeongin’s cheeks flushed from embarrassment, as it was now his turn to hide behind your neck.

“Hyung, don’t tease me” He muttered quietly, thinking that only you would hear it.

“Our baby bread is really grown up already, pulling girls” Seungmin said while patting on Jeongin’s back, showing his proudness. That resulted in him hiding even more, being too embarrassed to show his blushed state to others, which would lead into even more teasing.

“Haha, he’s blushing!” Changbin laughed while pointing his finger at Jeongin.

The rest of the night resulted in more teasing. Eventually it resulted that only you watched the movie, while the others were growing a conversation.

author’s note. i hope this was alright 😭 please reblog if you enjoyed !!

[startaee]

unbelievable. rin x fem! reader

mdni, reblogs appreciated.

tws: mentions of smoking, drinking, OCD tendencies, lmk if i missed smthg!

usually he’d tell isagi and bachira to stop embarrassing him by commenting ‘cringe’ or ‘lukewarm’ till they get the idea, however, right now, he had his own troubles. 

rin couldn’t find his phone. 

unbelievable!

he was the most responsible person he knew. now, of course he didn’t know too many people, but it doesn’t change the fact that he was extremely cautious when it came to his belongings.

hands patting his pockets. his frown deepened. 

now he wasn’t upset because of a phone. sure it was the brand new iphone that just hit the markets yesterday and it did contain really valuable information to him, like…his practice schedule and…horror movies to watch…

anyway! the real reason he was standing in the middle of the road with a look that scared off the tourist that was about to ask him for directions is the fact that, he; the rin itoshi forgot.

because itoshi rin never forgets. well until now. 

he walked back to the signal as a confused bachira and worried isagi followed him. 

was it a prank? was it a pickpocket? was it-

no, rin. you just, forgot.

letting out an annoying groan he stomped back to the building of the party he was forced to attend. this was all isagi’s fault! if he hadn’t forced him to come to this stupid party- 

groaning loudly again, rin snapped his head to isagi and wordlessly glared at him. 

“w-what rin..? do you wanna go back to the party or somethin’?” isagi gulped, not understanding why rin was still having mood swings in his twenties, ‘did he have a late puberty?’

rolling his eyes, rin continued his journey, leaving the two boys staring at each other in confusion. if someone came from the opposite direction, they would think that a fight was about to occur.

the door of the penthouse was open as guys smoked close to the elevator. rin cringed at the ‘lukewarm’ song playing but didn’t waste any time making his way into the apartment. 

scanning the room, he remembered sitting on the couch in the living room and immediately made his way to it. 

thankfully, no one was sitting on the couch so he was able to lift up the cushions, and check thoroughly…to no avail… 

this was about pride and his slight ocd tendencies. he felt like he would lose his mind if he didn’t- 

eyes widened as the familiar phone case across the couch on the table entered his vision.

he didn’t even think twice before leaping towards it. 

yes! the same stupid space wallpaper, yes! the same password, yes! the same apps he didn’t close- wait a minute, whats this?

why was his camera opened? scrolling through his gallery, he swiped through the pictures he’d never seen before, and stopped at a video. as soon as it ended, he felt heat rush to the tip of his ears and a blush appear on his face. looking around frantically as he hoped to find- 

“there you are!” isagi panted, hands on his knees. “we’ve been looking for you everywhere.” bachira complained, jumping on isagi’s back. that was his subtlest way of letting his best friend know that he was getting a piggy back ride. 

rin just hoped they didn’t notice his flustered self and coughed up an excuse to leave. 

“don’t be late for practice tomorrow..” though his words were supposed to sound threatening, they sounded sweet and nice and shaky. isagi and bachira once again shared a look of confusion but this time, just decided to go with it.

rin scanned every room for something specific…hanging his head low in disappointment, he left the apartment, this time with his phone in his hand. 

as he stepped inside the elevator alone, he unlocked his phone to watch the video again.

“hey…hehehe-ya left yer phone here.

too bad, haha.

well, it’s good for me though, cause i get to tell you how cute i thought you were, without having to see you while saying it! 

wait this camera is good, which iphone is this oh my god.

okay no, we’re getting off topic. i’m a little drunk, ya know?

but i did write my number in ya phone case, hehe~

oh, shoot im sorry for ruining yer phone case- oh nooooo im sorryyyyy~

hey but, maybe we can, go sometime together to get you another phonecase?

maybe? huh, this is so easy. is this how the future generation will ask people out?

damn. anyway,

lemme know, alright? call me tomorr-” 

he shut his eyes as the video cut off. stepping out of the elevator, he bites his lip to hide the smile forming.

unbelievable.

[luvtak]

of weepy afternoons, lhc

❀ pairing lee haechan x afab!reader

❀ tw/genre est. relationship, super fluff, domestic, crying, reader’s on their period, reader is referred to as ‘girl’ a couple times and her cheeks are described to be red once :/, criminal amount of references to the movie enchanted

❀ a/n i wrote this in like an hour so it could be real rough haha, inspired by my very real need to watch enchanted when im on my period. i wrote this with this couple in mind <3 hope you enjoy it and happy august!!

❀ w/c 1058

When Haechan got home, he didn’t expect you to look so sad. There are so many ways he can envision your welcome, anywhere from loud laughing to big bear hugs, but he would never expect you to be bent over and shaking.

When he left this morning, you were buzzing with energy, telling him about all your plans for the day and how excited you were for him to be back with you. Now, you were sat on the couch sniffling into a throw pillow—making no moves to acknowledge his arrival, shoulders shaking with your cries. In the back of his mind, he can hear the TV slowly letting out noise, but with your crushed look, eyes finally raising to meet his he ignores it, and slowly approaches, as if you were a wounded animal: and you might as well be with your glossy eyes and red cheeks, you look so small: his usually tough girl tiny by comparison.

“What’s wrong, honey? He asks when he finally gets to you, lowering himself to be eye level with you, “What happened, huh?” His head is turning like a confused puppy, looking at you with so much worry and affection you can’t help but cry more. You cry because he’s home and you missed him, you cry because the house is a mess and you promised you’d clean up, but most of all you cry because he’s being dumb and it’s obvious why you’re upset (or so you think).

“I—I don’t know, just my heart hurts for them you know?” Your voice is scratchy, showing him that you really must have been breaking down for quite a while. He wonders who you’re talking about, if he’s forgetting something about one of your friends or wasn’t listening when you told him something important, but nothing comes to mind.

“Who, baby? Who’s hurting?” At his confusion all you feel is annoyance, it’s obvious whose hurting, it would be right in front of his face if he just looked.

“Them! Hyuck look at the TV! this is so sad, they’re just so in love, but they can’t be.” And he does look, but all he sees is Enchanted playing on the television. Combined with your sobs is the soft playing of ‘So close’ as Giselle and Robert dance around the ballroom—and suddenly everything begins to make sense.

From the very beginning of your relationship, every time you’ve gotten your period you’ve been drawn to Enchanted like a moth to a flame. Needing to watch the love story and cry your eyes out, as he has to unfortunately watch. He can’t count how many times you’ve sadly announced it’s your time of the month and then promptly turned on the movie.

While he could be annoyed or bitter at the constant playing of sing-alongs, all he feels is endeared, so he quickly cuddles into your shaking figure. Hugging you with both arms and legs like a koala, hoping that his affection will somehow cure your blues. He gives you a series of wet kisses, laughing and cooing at how sweet you are to be a grown girl and still crying at Disney films.

“Oh, my baby, why didn’t you call me earlier? I would’ve come home to you.” And you know he’s telling the truth, if he had even a whiff of you being sad and alone and hurting, he would’ve rushed back with ice cream and flowers galore. He knows millions of people go through this every month, but he can’t stomach the thought of his Honey in pain—all alone with nothing and nobody but Disney plus to comfort you.

“I didn’t want to bother you, you’re so busy and I can watch this all by myself.” You’re putting on a front, looking bravely at him even as the tears flow freely from your eyes. Inside, you know that half the reason you’re crying is because you missed him. Usually, he’d be there to sit with you, laughing and cuddling you at all the right times, and if you were lucky and he was in a good mood he’d sing along to the music like a lullaby.

However, you understand he is a busy boy—his schedule filled up with several commitments that he can’t just walk out on, even if he would. There’s too many people relying on him, and you can’t call him every time your tummy hurts, and your hormones go crazy (even if the hurt feels like a knife repeatedly stabbing you all over your lower body and then laughing at you).

“My silly silly girl, I’m never too busy for you. I know I can’t do much but I’m sure cuddling you and remembering to bring you your pain killers is enough, right?” and it is. There’s something so lovely about him, even if it’s the bare minimum. Your boyfriend never shies away from these conversations, he thinks it’s important that he knows and appreciates everything about you. Even if he can’t fully understand—especially if he can’t understand.

Donghyuck’s love language is really just being obsessed with you, knowing the ins and outs of your everyday life, and loving you more for it. As he sits with you now, he can see fully what he missed before—the telltale signs of your period running its course—the pinch in your forehead and the deep eyebags, and parts of him do feel ashamed he’s only now picking up on it.

“I’m sorry your body and your heart hurts, my honey bear, let’s start the movie over and take a nap, huh? How does that sound?” and even though your nose scrunches at his cheesy nickname, and you know the movie will just make you cry again—you look at him and agree.

He's wrapped around you, and he smiles, hoping your body will benefit from his body heat pressing into yours, smacking kisses all over your face until you’re laughing, and his gentle pecks begin to miss. And you know He’ll hold you tight all day, warming you up from the inside. He’ll tell you he loves you; he’ll tell you over and over again if it helps the pain wash away. And you know if you ask to watch Enchanted again, he’ll put it on with no complaints and sing along with you.

© luvtak

[f1nalboys]

hey bestie! may i pls request something that is tod from final destination x reader? maybe some fluff headcannons, what it’s like having a sleepover with him? thx u sm! <33

hi bae!!!! i had sm fun writing this >:)) i do think tod would be one of the better characters to have a sleepover with he serves so much genuinely!!! hope you enjoy <3 first request to start out >:)))

Tod Waggner x GN!Reader

WORD COUNT: 651

WARNINGS: none

TOD LOVES SLEEPOVERSSSS

listen this guy wants to spend 24/7 with you, he is clingy as all fuck

like one of those shelter dogs, you know the vibe

anyways so regardless of whether or not him coming to spend the night is common or not, he’s ECSTATIC!!!! 

bro is jumping for joy up and down like yippee!!!!! YIPPEEEE!!!

he prefers going over to your place because then it feels like a vacation almost

but if you want to come over to his place you have to give him a day’s notice so he can clean up (he is MESSY i'm sorry to say)

he packs a bag and has a smile on his face literally until he has to leave

in my opinion, tod loves a good movie marathon and he is going to want to do classic sleepover shit with you to the point of almost annoying you LMFAO

he's like haha we should order a pizza… we should watch scary movies… pillow fight babe?? wanna gossip and do a face mask? let's talk about boys!!!!

and if you point out that he is the boy in question youd talk about, not only is he getting smug as fuck, hes going to go ‘ill pretend to be someone else!!!! go on and be so honest about how you feel about me babe ;)’

he's a great sleepover guest though, at least the first few times

he's awkward the very first one bc he's sitting on the edge of the bed bag on his shoulders hand in his lap like o-0 so…

its endearing 

and overall he's very chill and will stay by your side or in your bed the entire time

once he's comfortable though… loudest stupidest dumbest mfer!!! he is doing reckless shit and messing with you and trying to prank you and stuff

once he's settled down though, good luck getting him out of your bed for ANYTHING, a fire could break out and tod is staying put

he has to cuddle. it's a rule.

and he has no preference for being big or little spoon honestly, he has pros and cons for both, he just needs you literally right next to him

he does not care what movies you guys watch but he DOES want to watch some shitty stoner comedy like (ignoring the fact devon plays in this movie) he wants to watch idle hands and harold and kumar go to white castle LMFAO 

he's wearing your pajamas…. even if he cant fit he’ll find something to put on his body from slipper to an eye mask to your pjs to a robe to a bonnet, etc etc, you leave that room for longer than 2 minutes and he's playing dress up

you go to shower (and yes he's gonna try and join you he's handsy though so choose carefully) and come back into your room and he's wearing half your wardrobe and going through your jewelry and shit

and when you're like uhm… hello?? he stands there like oh… you're back sooner than i thought…. LIKE UR IN MY ROOM???

he's a popcorn snack guy, plus sour candy. sleepovers are for pigging out and he takes that SERIOUS he’ll sneak his own candy in if he has to

if he falls asleep at like 10pm-12am, then you will have a peaceful night where he sleeps until 8:30am and is well rested and so sweet

and he might even make you breakfast

but if he sleeps before then or later…. good luck

he's going to be LOUD and OBNOXIOUS (positive) and he's going to keep your ass up as long as he can

you're laying in bed in the dark with your eyes closed and he's steady talking trying to remember some obscure tv show from his childhood 

great guy though, love him

and you would have a ball, just don't plan on sleeping much

[daegall]

is Lee Donghyuck drunk?

pairing: enemy/rival!hyuck x reader

genre: college!AU, party!AU, slight enemies to lovers!AU

warnings: alcohol consumption, swearing

word count: 903 words

a/n: hi im on a brainrot after watching the nct dream movie HAHA this was inspired by jeno's lines in dive into you 'I’m jealous even of the wind that grazes through you, Even the moonlight that settles on your cheek is annoying me' !!

there might be a part 2 for this but idk really this is really eh tbh

networks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @kflixnet @nct-writers @k-radio + @soobin-chois @markhyuckselca @jaehunnyy &lt;3

Is Donghyuck drunk? Perhaps Donghyuck was drunk. He's not sure how many drinks Jaemin passed him, he's not sure about how many he accepted and downed without any thought.

What he is sure, however, is you're drunk. For sure.

You're giggling next to him drunkenly, head bumping against the cushion of his couch. Donghyuck never realized you came to his party, not until you both bumped into each other by the couch.

Your eyes are so droopy, blinking up at your rival, lips lopsided as you pass him a Cheshire smile.

For a moment, you almost seem like the most ethereal person in the room.

"Jaemin's drinks are funny," You murmur, attempting to blink your sleepiness away. You really shouldn't have taken all those drinks.

Donghyuck doesn't answer you, but he is still attentive to your actions, his eyes flitting from your own, to your pursing lips, to your creasing eyebrows when someone bumps into you.

Finally, Donghyuck speaks, his fingers seizing at your wrist gently. "Wanna head outside?"

His voice is soft and velvety, touch caring. Unlike all the times you've wanted to punch his face because of his annoying voice, this time, you think you'd like to listen to it all day. Jesus Christ, what has gotten into you?

A curt nod is all he needs, before the two of you find your way out the entrance of the backyard. There are a few people here and there, 2 dudes passed out on the porch, and a group of people doing skateboard tricks at a corner of the garden.

Donghyuck leads you by the pool lounge chair, despite the pool being empty, it's still there.

You sit there, quiet, taking in all the fresh oxygen after being in a heavy and stuffy environment. Donghyuck's fingers are still encircled around your wrist, tightening softly.

Your head cranes the other way, to face Donghyuck, watching as he does the same. His cheeks are rosy, nose red, and his eyes are just as droopy as yours.

"Jaemin's drinks are too funny. Had too much." Donghyuck mumbles with a small smile. A laugh rumbles through your body, agreeing with him, and his thumb strokes against your palm.

"You okay?"

Donghyuck's question is nothing short of genuine, his voice lightly laced with worry. You quickly nod, shifting closer to him. "I think so." You contemplate a moment after, remembering all the assignments and exams coming up. "I don't think I'll be okay tomorrow, though."

You sigh, eyes glancing down at Donghyuck's hand on yours, the pads of his fingers burning against your skin. You kind of like it. "How about you? You okay?"

Donghyuck is not too sure. For starters, he feels so fucking sick, he feels woozy and dizzy and he has an urge to throw up. Another feeling he has, is the immense swelling of his heart as he observes your every move, and the confusion weighing heavy on his shoulders.

Why is he feeling this way towards you? Why do you look absolutely perfect?

He's so annoyed by you. How can you be so fucking irritating and annoying one day, and be his whole dream the next? Everything about you right now makes him feel weird.

The way you grab his hand and start playing with his fingers, the way the small smile on your lips is absolutely endearing to Donghyuck, even the moonlight that settles on your cheek is annoying him.

And as you start mumbling something about Mark Lee, he feels even more annoyed. Why are you talking about him suddenly? What his so captivating about the way he tutors others or how caring he is? Donghyuck can be caring, goddamn it!

And another realization hits Donghyuck. He's jealous. He's jealous of Mark Lee, he's jealous of how he gets to be someone so close to you, while Donghyuck is nothing but your enemy. He's jealous of everyone and everything that you consider 'nice'. He's jealous even of the wind that grazes through you.

Shit, is he in love with you?

Suddenly, Donghyuck hates everything you like, just because he's not one of them. Is this why he's always seen you so negatively? Is it him just trying to mask his sadness and irritation that you don't feel the same way?

Drunk Donghyuck is willing to change that, he's willing to take whatever risk to get you to like him, al least start shining him in any light other than 'hateful'.

Before he knows it, Donghyuck has plunged forward, his fingers threading between yours, before he tugs you in, and presses his lips sloppily on yours.

You taste of... Jaemin's strange alcohol mixture, and the peach lip balm you use. Your lips are soft, parted lightly with shock. They relax even more, and fit between Donghyuck's lips in a messy kiss.

Something in Donghyuck says to keep going, even when you've pulled away, his lips reaching down again, to capture your lips between his. And again, and again, before Donghyuck pulls away for a breath of air.

Suddenly, he's completely sober.

What the fuck did he just do?

So, to answer some questions, yes, Lee Donghyuck is completely hammered. No, he's not okay, and yeah, he's completely in love with you.

Here's one more question, what will he do now that he's kissed you? What is his decision after basically admitting his feelings towards you?

Drunk Donghyuck decides to run away.

[christopher-bangnaldoskzz]

Stray Kids Reactions

Stray kids react to you waking up next to them.

Pairing: OT8 x Reader

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: no warning just a little kissing

A/N: hope you all enjoy this reactions please like, share and reblog for more content like this.

Taglist: @daceydeath @9900z @i-say-choco-you-say-ice-cream @shellyyy177 @nightrayseishina @bellamuerte1987 { let me know if you and to be added or taken off tag lists :) }

{ CHAN }

~ Look, in all honesty, there are two ways you’d wake up in the morning if Chris were your boyfriend 

~ 70% of the time, you would probably be waking up alone due to this man's work.

~ For the other 30%, you would wake up to his breath on your neck as he tries to get as close to you as possible. The man loves a cuddle. What can I say?

~ He would place kisses on the side of your neck or your jawline. 

~ “Good morning, baby”, he would smile. 

~ He would wait until you moved to face him more before he playfully wrapped his leg around your lower half, trapping you in his embrace. “Haha, got you….you can never leave, mwahahaha”, he could say, mucking around. 

~ This would probably get hot and heavy as he leans down and kisses you softly on the lips. 

~ Eventually, you would find Chris slowly taking your clothes off and throwing them perfectly in the clothes basket behind him as he slowly trails kisses down your body. “I don’t tell you this enough….But I love the shit out of you.” 

 { CHANGBIN } 

~You would now be able to escape the grip this man would have around your waist. “Binnie”, you whisper. “Mmmm”, he groans. “I kinda need to pee”, you complained again, loosening his grip. 

~ Upon your return, he opens his arms, and you lie down. He pulls you in you squirm as he beings to kiss you behind your ear. “Binnie, stop... I’m trying to sleep,” you whine “oh really…well, I want to do this.”

~ He would pin you to the bed and kiss you all over your face, you laughing and trying to break free. 

~ “You can never escape me,” he says before squeezing you so tight you thought you might pop. 

~ You scream and laugh until he finally exhausts himself rolling back over and lightly spreading his arm just under your breast. 

~ “Promise me one thing,” he said softly. “Anything for you, Binnie” you turn around so you now face to face. “Promise me no matter what…you’ll always come home to me” he placed his lips against yours. “I promise”

{ HAN }

~ Han would be asleep on the couch with chip crumbs all over him, the tv still on as his hand falling off the couch. 

~ “Hannie”, he jolts awake “oh, Y/N did I fall asleep on the couch again?” He would say, brushing the crumbs off his face and chest. 

~ “What time did you get in?” You say, pouring Han a glass of water and walking towards the couch. 

~ “Pretty late… I was pretty wired. I didn’t want to wake you, so I watched movies and ate chips… I must have fallen asleep” he rubbed his eyes as you placed the water on the table. 

~ “Well, I have to go to work, baby... it would be best if you slept some more… maybe in our bed” you peck his lips goodbye, and he chases your lips. 

~ “I will do that…bye baby” he takes a sip of his water and stretcheS as you open the door and leave for work. 

~ “Have a good sleep, Hannie” you close the door behind you. 

{ MINHO }

~ When Minho was on tour, you would probably wake up by either sooni, doongi or Dori jumping all over you wanting you to feed them. “Okay, okay, I’m up, I’m up”, you would say as you reluctantly got out of bed. 

~ When Minho was home. 

~ Minho would pretend to be annoyed that he had to share his bed with you. “How did you sleep?” you smile at him, Minho, who rolls over “anyone ever told you you snore” you hope he's joking. 

~ “Excuse me. I do not,” you say, shocked he would bring this up first thing in the morning. 

~ “I didn't say it was a bad thing... It's cute” he pulled you close to his body. 

~ “You are lucky I love you, Lee Minho,” you say as you press your forehead to his. “I’m lucky?” he scoffs. 

~ You let him have the last scoff. You know Minho loves you. He finds it hard to express himself. 

{ HYUNJIN }

~ Hyunjin would most definitely make fun of your bed hair “omg, who are you?” He would laugh and hand you a hand mirror. 

~ You grab the mirror and look at yourself “holy hell… how does it stick up like that” you cover your mouth in shock. “Do I always look like this” you turn to him

~ He looks at you and cups your face. “I think you look cute… my little clown”, he laughs. You get off the bed and walk into the bathroom to brush your hair. 

~ He would walk into the bathroom and wrap his arms around your waist. He would kiss slowly down your neck. 

~ “You are perfect,” he said, moving your hair to the side and kissing down your shoulder blades. “I love everything about you, down to your bed hair” he pulls your nightgown straps off your shoulders. “Now, let’s have some fun before I have to go to work, huh.” 

{ FELIX }

~ Felix is just a cuddle bug omg 

~ His love language is physical touch. 

~ You could hear his nose whistle as he slept soundly next to you. 

~ Most days, you would wake to Felix cooking you breakfast and COFFEE. 

~ “Wakey wakey…Here you go, baby”, he would say, bringing your food and coffee to you on a tray. 

~ “Thank you, baby,” you say as he pecks your lips. 

~ “What do you have planned for today?” he would say, slowly moving away from your lips. 

~ “Not sure... Why? Do you have today off?” you grin. “I do. Actually, should we maybe go on a date?” he smiles from ear to ear.

~ You would spend the remainder of the morning in bed watching tv and eating the food Felix prepared, and playing with his hair.

{ SEUNGMIN }

~ Seungmin likes his space. He would chuck a hissy fit if you touched him while he was sleeping. 

~ He would probably build a pillow wall between the both of you.

~ On the odd occasion you managed to sneak over to his side, he would sigh as he wrapped his arms around you, placing kisses on your temple. 

~ “You are lucky you are so cute”, he would say in a sleepy raspy voice. 

~ You would giggle as you moved closer to his body. “I love you,” you say as you nuzzle your head in his neck. 

~ “Yeah yeah…I love you too... shhhhh and go back to sleep, okay” he pulls you in tighter, and you both begin to fall back asleep. 

~ Later that morning, Seungmin would kiss you by kissing your forehead “baby…wake up. I have to go to work,” he would say as he flung the sheets back, trying to wake you up. “But I want to cuddle you” Seungmin would eventually give in and text chan that he was going to be late. 

{ JEONGIN }

~You would wake up with your head on his chest.

~ You would just lay there and just listen to his heartbeat for a while. 

~ You would also study his face watching how his face softens and feel how his chest rises and falls with every breath. 

~ You loved mornings like this when you could just for a moment be normal with Jeongin before the chaos of him being an idol began again. 

~ “You enjoying what you see” he chuckled as he rubbed your arm. 

~ “Good morning,” you say, drawing circles on his abs.

~ “What time is it?” He grumbled.

~ “Around 10 am”, you decided to wrap your arms around his stomach.

~ “Plenty of time,” he says, pinning you to the bed as he traps you with his legs. 

~ You giggle as he starts to play with the hem of your pants. He untied the string “oops”, he giggled as he leant down and softly kissed your lips.