#oh to see this movie again with better quality ...

[drvmekoo]

quality time | jeon jungkook

➳ pairing: boyfriend!jungkook x reader (f)

➳ genre: established relationship, fluff, a little bit of angst, smut

➳ rating: 18+ (minors dni)

➳ warnings: jungkook is a bit of a dick at the start tbh, t*tty kissing, n*pple s*cking, d*epthroating, p*ssy eating, rough s*x, unprotected s*x (wrap it before u tap it baes) cre*mpie

➳ wc: 2.1K

➳ author's notes: this is my first ever drabble on this account so please be nice! also please let me know if you guys like it! i always love hearing what people think about my writing!

➳ summary: you and jungkook were supposed to have some quality time together. however it seems he made other plans. and you're pissed.

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“I just don’t understand the issue here?” Jungkook questioned, following you into the kitchen. “All I said was that Taehyung and I were gonna hang out tonight? Why are you getting all huffy?”

“You know that’s not the main issue Jungkook.” you carried on emptying the bags of groceries you bought onto the counter, back turned to him “It was meant to be us two tonight! I even went out to buy food, especially so we could cook and have dinner together!” 

Jungkook continued staring at your back while he spoke “So Taehyung can join us? We see each other all the time! What’s one night?”

You froze. Whilst you didn’t mind cooking for Taehyung and having him over, it had been a while since you and your boyfriend had quality time together where you could both be relaxed. While it was true that you saw each other majority of the week, those hours spent with each other were spent finishing off work from earlier in the day or sleeping because of the busy schedules. 

Today, you both had free schedules and that meant that the two of you were able to finally have that quality time you had missed out on for all these weeks. 

Your plan was to make a nice dinner together, snuggle up and watch a nice movie. Heck, you even put on Jungkook’s favourite lingerie set. That was how much intimacy you were craving from missing it all these weeks.  

Yet Jungkook seemed clueless. And that boiled your blood even more.

“I just think you’re being a little dramatic babe.” Jungkook rubbed your shoulder from behind “We can always do this again another time-” 

“Oh don’t give me that bullshit Jungkook.” you whipped around out of his touch “We never have the time to spend together yet the one time we do, you decided to invite Taehyung?”

“Y/n, the one night I have off I just wanna spend playing some games with my friend! What have I done wrong?” Jungkook stared at you, eyes open wide as your outburst continues

“What have you done wrong?” You scoffed loudly “I don’t know, how about the fact you haven’t even acknowledged that we haven’t eaten a proper meal together in forever? How about the fact that all we do is fall asleep without so much as a cuddle? How about the fact that we haven’t had sex in over two weeks because of how busy and tiring our schedules are?” 

At this point, you had had enough. You stormed out of the kitchen and headed straight for the bedroom. You had to get away before either you said something you’d regret. 

“Y/n, you can’t just walk away after that!” Jungkook followed you out. “What? You’re just gonna leave it like this?” 

Jungkook’s voice became a muffled mess as you stormed into the bedroom and slammed the door shut. You heard him curse under his breath as his words were met with the bang of the door closing before hearing the jangling of his keys. 

“I’m going out for a bit. I’ll be back later.” He said flatly through the door, the closing of the front entrance the only clue that he had left. 

From then on, that’s when the tears started to stream down your face. This was not how you wanted the evening to go. In fact, having Taehyung over was better than this. 

But it was too late. The night had been ruined and you didn’t know where your boyfriend had run off to. Thoughts ran into your mind of him with another, using the affection he was meant to give you on someone else…

But you know Jungkook would never do that. No matter how mad he was, you knew he loved you more than anything and the fact that you thought, for a second, that he would do something so cruel made you sick to your stomach. 

You decided to get your mind off everything that had happened and instead turned on the TV to watch your comfort shows, quickly changing into a pair of joggers and snuggling into the warmth of Jungkook’s bed.

A few hours had passed and before you knew it, you were slowly drifting off to sleep…

You awoke to the sound of the front door quietly closing shut, as if the person walking in knew that the house was asleep. You turned over to see that it was ten minutes to midnight. 

Had Jungkook really been out for 5 hours? You thought to yourself, as you stepped out of the duvet and towards the bedroom door. Opening it quietly, you came face to face with the man himself 

“Hi,” he said softly. His face looked drained, as he eyed your face. “Can I come in?”

You nodded gently, widening the door so he could slip through. A part of you felt guilty that he had to ask to enter HIS bedroom, but he didn’t give you time to apologise as he started talking. 

“Look Y/n, I thought about what you said.” He took your hands and led you to the bed so you were both sat. “I know I’ve been neglecting you these past few weeks. You know how much I truly love you right?” 

You nodded again. He sighed, voice cracking. “I was wrong about not putting you first. I guess I was just so caught up in everything with work that I became selfish. I called Taehyung and told him I had plans. It’s just you and me tonight, okay?” A tear streamed down his cheek as you took hold of his face. “Please forgive me Y/n..”

“Baby..” By this time, you were both tearing up. “Of course I forgive you, my love.” You kissed his cheek as he pulled you in by the waist for a cuddle. 

“God the thought of you leaving,” Jungkook mumbled into your neck as you embraced each other “The thought of neglecting the one I love. Makes me sick to my stomach.”

You already felt the emotion of comfort wash over you as his scent reached your nose. 

“Never again. Okay?” Jungkook said, gently kissing your neck “Never again will I ever make you feel like that.” 

The sensation of lips on your neck made you moan softly. His strong hands around your waist already feeling like velvet on your body. 

“Let me prove to you how sorry I am princess.” His kisses grew more passionate. His secure arms manoeuvred you now so that you were lying down across the bed. “Let me show you how much I missed you.” By then his fingers were skimming the edge of your shirt, giving you the hint he wanted it off.

You lifted your arms up so that he can slip the clothing off you, immediately searching his face when your lingerie was revealed. 

Jungkook threw his back “Oh fuck baby…you’re killing me.” Straight away, his hands went to your boobs, massaging them from the fabric. Your breathy moans filled the air, hands already gently gripping Jungkook’s luscious locks. His face bent down to your chest as his mouth met your exposed cleavage. “Is this what you wanted baby, huh?” Another kiss to your chest “Fucked I missed these.”

While one of his hands caressed your nipple through the bra, the other slid around to your back and clawed at the clasp. You decided to help speed things up, arching your back a bit so you can undo the latch and from there you were left exposed. 

“Such pretty tits.” Jungkook whispered, “They’re mine.” His mouth immediately latched onto one, gently lapping at the bud with his tongue. 

You whimpered softly. “Kook, stop teasing….I want you.”

His mouth unlatched from your nipple. “Oh princess me too, I gotta get you ready first though okay? Patience my pretty.” 

At that, Jungkook returned his kisses to your body. He travelled down your figure, down slowly on your stomach right towards the pit of your pleasure. He stopped at the hem of your leggings. 

“Can I take these off, beautiful?” His fingers traced the lining of them. Once you nodded, he hoisted them down slowly. “Ass up beautiful for one second.” he smiled, once the leggings reached your rear. 

Once the leggings were off and you were left only in your panties, Jungkook stood up. As he finished taking off his shirt, you admired the way his muscles tensed as he unbuckled his belt and removed his trousers. His raging cock jutted out of his boxers.

You got up onto your knees while on the bed, palming at his dick through his own fabric. He threw his head back as your hand fell over the tip. 

“Can I taste you?” you asked politely, looking up at him through your eyelashes. He nodded quickly as he helped you remove his pants. His dick bounced as it was released from the cotton confines of his boxers and immediately you took him into your mouth, wasting no time to deepthroat him. 

“Ah fuck!” Jungkook gripped your hair tightly, gently thrusting his hips at the sensation of your warm, sucking throat. “Oh, baby girl you’re taking me so well.”

You pulled back but still had him in your mouth, lapping your tongue around the poignant veins of his cock. The smell of him made you dizzy, partnering with his quiet grunts filled the dark room. His hand pushed at the back of your head, urging you to take him deeper in your mouth once again. 

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum if you keep on like this…I wanna be inside you.” he pulled out of your mouth, and a string of saliva connected your mouth and his cock together. He bent down and kissed you passionately, tongue exploring your mouth widely. 

He whispered against your kisses “Lay down for me baby.”

You obliged. He tugged at your panties gently, inching them down your legs. You were now left bare at his glance. He kissed twice at your stomach before edging down to your pussy. His hot breath emphasised the pit in your stomach. 

In a blink of an eye, his mouth was lapping between your folds. Moaning against your clit, the vibrations sent shoots of pleasure through your body as you clawed at Jungkooks hair. His desperate licks edge you closer and closer. 

“K-Kook…I’m so close….” your mouth was held open at the amount of pleasure his mouth was giving you. Suddenly, the cold air hit your bare pussy as Jungkook leaned away. 

“Not yet baby…need to be inside you…”  

Jungkook positioned his cock at your entrance, slowly teasing the tip inside you “ready my angel?”

You nodded. Slowly he pushed into you, making sure you felt every inch of him.

“Oh…god Jungkook!” you clawed at his back, the size of him filling you up. “Y-you’re so big!” His cock quietly quicked the pace, as Jungkook nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck. You whimpered at the angle his shaft was pounding you, eyes trained shut at the waves of pleasuring hitting you at every thrust. 

“My god baby…you’re so fucking…tight!” His muffled voice vibrated against your neck “I gotta pull out…I’m gonna cum-”

“Cum in me…!” You moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist “Fill me up…”

“Oh….gorgeous….It’s so risky…” He removed his face from your neck “.....But you feel so good….”

At that, his pace quicked as his cock pounded at your pussy. Every thrust became a newfound ripple of delight. You felt your stomach tighten as the well-known feeling returned to your body once more. 

“B-babe…I’m gonna c-cum!” You threw your head back into the pillows

“Cum on my cock baby….Oh, fuck!” Jungkook exclaimed as your pussy tightened around his dick. Jungkook too felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm in the pit of his stomach 

Not too long after as you rode out your pleasure, you felt warmth enter you as Jungkook spilt inside you. With gritted teeth, he once again delved into your neck as he too rode out the other half of his orgasm, still thrusting gently and slowly. 

You whimpered quietly as he pulled out and sank next to you. Straight away he pulled you into his arms. “I love you so much. Please never ever forget that okay?”

“Okay, I love you.” You fit right into the pit of his arm as he stroked your hair, both of you exhausted from tonight's actions. 

“Hey, Kook? I know it's late but I'm kinda sticky now…”

He chuckled gently “Think it’s time me and you had a shower.”

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find out what jungkook did in those five hours here

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[diorsluv]

feather , part 7

“ more than two hours in advance ”

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next chapter notes ) when i tell you i redid the second post FOUR FUCKING TIMES BECAUSE TUMBLR WOULDN’T FUCKING SAVE IT. so i swear if it doesn’t save i’m going to jump out the window (not actually) anyway i hoped you liked it even tho i think the second post was better the first time i wrote it 😭😭

[mouschiwrites]

Creepypasta/MH - Doing Halloween Stuff With Them :)

(Characters: Tim/Masky, Eyeless Jack, Jeff the Killer, Nina the Killer, Jane the Killer, Ticci Toby)

Tim/Masky

Hear me out... corn maze

I believe that Tim enjoys a good puzzle every now and again

He loves trying to figure things out (specifically when there's nothing at risk)

Getting to show off his navigational skills is also a major plus

He just likes to impress you, even if it comes off as annoying sometimes

"See? What'd I tell you? The exit's right there."

Though he does like the satisfaction of completing the maze, what he really treasures is that time you spend together figuring it out

Once you finally find the exit, you'll celebrate with hot cocoa :D

Eyeless Jack

This man LOVES carving pumpkins

He goes all out; definitely one of those people who makes the crazy intricate designs that look like they take hours

He'll love it if you help him!

If you have a steady hand, he'll let you do the details

If you don't, he'll task you with gutting the pumpkin/handing him tools

You guys collaborate on multiple pumpkins throughout the month, setting them in random locations for everyone to see

If there's a design you want to do, just show it to him, there's no question he'll be down

If it's too simplistic, he'll try to add more details

"Ooh, Jack, look at this one. Can we try to re-create it?"

"Of course! Though I do have some ideas on how it can be improved..."

Jeff the Killer

Another pumpkin carving enjoyer

But for a different reason... a very different reason

He loves the goriness of gutting the pumpkins

He couldn't care less about making actual designs, he just wants to get messy stabbing the pumpkin and gouging out its insides

That being said, he'll 100% gut your pumpkin if you ask him (he'll probably end up doing it even if you don't ask)

It's honestly a little disturbing watching him work

He just gets this look in his eye...

"You, uh... you doing okay there, Jeff?"

"Hm? Yup! Never better!! Say, can you grab the big knife from the kitchen for me?"

Nina the Killer

You best bet she's the costume queen

Spends the whole year planning matching horror-themed costumes

She'll settle for no less than creativity and perfection

High-quality props and articles only!! She'll even make them herself if she has to!

You can expect to spend at least an hour in front of the mirror while she does your makeup/adjusts your clothes

She's an SFX makeup legend, loves incorporating as much gore into your costume as possible

Don't ask why it's so realistic (it's not like she knows how the wound would look if it was real or anything)

"Wow, Nina... It's almost like I can feel it! It's so real!"

"No, no. If you were feeling it, you would be screaming pretty loud right now."

You can also expect to attend multiple parties where you show off your costumes

You guys dominate costume competitions

Jane the Killer

Horror movies!!

Specifically, making fun of them

You both pick apart the plot, the characters, the dialogue, the special effects, everything

No horror film is safe from your scrutiny

If you're the type to get scared during horror movies, her snide comments will help distract you

"Ooh, I can't look!"

"Oh, come on. Look—I bet they used corn syrup for that fake blood. It's way too thick."

When the movie ends, you're both feeling more amused than scared

She doesn't like to see horror films in theaters because she doesn't get to make commentary, plus she doesn't want to "waste" money on a "stupid tryhard-horror flick"

She'd much rather dig up some old indie DVD/VCR and have a home movie night with you

Ticci Toby

Halloween sweets are his bread and butter

Candy apples, fun-sized candy bars, candy corn, pumpkin bread...

He would perish if you made anything homemade for him

Spends the whole month gorging on sweets almost as fast as he can get his hands on them

He will not share with anyone but you

And even you only get a small portion of his goodies

Robs at least one child on Halloween night, mostly for the candy but also because he likes scaring little kids

"Where did you get all that candy?"

"Got it from a little birdy. By that I mean a kid in Falcon cosplay."

"Toby! ... save me the (favorite candy)."

Thank you for reading! Have a good day/night my spooky pookies <33

(divider by saradika)

[py-dreamer]

So... I know I'm late...

But yea! I said I was coming back with some stickers and I kept my word! I would've hoped that I could've completed the sheet in like a day but as you can see...that didn't work out

I know I've been a bit MIA lately but burnout sucks. I do have a lot of WIPS I really want to work on but again, it seems that the ProcrastiNation hath struck my feeble mortal brain again.

But anyways:

I headcanon Aroace Mei, just a personal headcanon (disagree if you like) I also like lesbian Mei but thought I'd give some aroace appreciation

Silktea was only given 1 episode but OH BOY did it fuel our wild shipping habits. And I jumped on the bandwagon. It's a reference to that scene in She-Ra where Scorpia tells Catra she 'didn't want to do this' then wraps kitty up in the blankey and cradles her like a wee baby. And Sandy would do that for any friend, I will die on this hill

Saw a fanart where Mk had a pig nose themed pacifier and I just yoinked that idea. The pig hoodie and the pacifier seems like something Tang would do for Pigsy (also to get away with free noodles cause who can say no to that face?~)

Mac showing Wukong the lantern. What can I say, mans' fascinated by them pretty lights. Though our little performer's eyes seem to be straying from the show (^u ')

I know many people have issues with shipping with Nezha and such and I know the two had a rough history but y'know what fans do; they love to make the people who kill each other soulmates (platonic, romantic or otherwise) Even if it wasn't romantic, I still love the idea of them being buddies and just chilling, the danger noodle prince and the angy prince snuggle and watch a movie (mainly from Nezha 2019 but I also saw New Gods and can I just say, I want those two twinks to bicker then kiss awkwardly and I want Yun Xiang to BEAT. HIS. ASS) but in case anyone asks, I do perceive Nezha to be a consenting adult in general outside shipping drama and if the two are adults, it does make my heart squeal when I see these two hold hands and whatnot

HOW COULD I EVER FORGET MY SPICYBOIS, inspired by that one Ponyo kiss scene. I was actually gonna make a bigger piece but then I saw someone do it already in a much better fashion than I ever could and I just gave up on the idea but Ig here, its just like the two cakes mentality and I gave it a go. Hope I could do the concept justice

Have spider queen or scorpion queen ever interacted before? No. But they are both queens and I believe Spider Queen's confidence could rub off on Scorpion Queen and she'd appreciate the company of Spider Queen's children henchmen. Also she give yummy food so lesbian venomqueens for the win

Redraw of that moment with Peng and Azure. I normally detest that bird but these two do get some gears grinding and whatever anyone says. Neither of those two are straight. I'll tell ya that.

Toxicinsanity is another rarepair that had like 1 sec screen time. I don't think they'd ever work out in canon and had virtually no chemistry. I still love all the fluffy ship content I can find of them though and if it ever were to happen. I think the mayor would scare the sh!t out of Syntax

Let's get at least one hetero couple here, Chang'e and Hou'Yi are a couple of favorites ngl, I took most of their outfits from Over the moon cause both of them looked stunning, Chang'e especially. I've seen people ship mah girl with other people and while I do agree it's healthy to move on, in my heart she will always long for Hou'Yi

Also irl, on valentines, my mum took us out for lunch, she treated us to bubble tea and donuts. We walked home so I waited to drink mah drink in my room while I drew and I accidentally finished it all... I'm so sorry mum

f*ck I forgot ironbull. Uhh....I'll draw something later, rn I need to go to bed before I get yelled at...

click pic for less sh!ty quality!

[cupidsloove]

•MICHAEL KAISER BF HEADCANONS•

Just Kaiser being Kaiser

[Fun fact I'm interested in blue lock and besides the Itoshi brothers & sibling!reader angst in my Google docs, I decided to write some bf headcanons of this lovable asshole called Kaiser]

Tags: fluff, Kaiser being kinda clingy and annoying, mentions of Kaiser's morning routine(dick and ass too) very unorganized hcs,

★You being in a relationship with Kaiser was a shock for everyone in your life. The surprise on your parent's face when they saw you introduced him was still memorized in your brain somewhere in the back. It was an interesting family dinner afterwards, but at least they approved of the relationship.

“Kaiser…still wondering how my father approved of you”

“Maybe because I'm really that lovable~”

“Shut up”

・⁠。⁠・

★ He is REALLY into physical affection, quality time and words of affirmation. Since he needs to travel because of his matches, every moment with you is important to him especially if Kaiser needs to leave for long periods of time and can't feel your touch through the screen of his phone. When he returns… be prepared for alot of hugging, kisses and many dates. 

Also Kaiser is going to shower you in praises, and encouragement and makes sure you are feeling better.

“Engel where are we going tonight?” said your boyfriend while hugging you from behind 

“Michi, we went out last night, calm down a little with those dates” you sighed while you put the washed plate back on the shelf.

“Engel you don't know if tomorrow is again one of those days where I have to leave the country for how many weeks again” said Kaiser in his clingy sweet voice.

“How about watching a movie instead of going out?”

・⁠。⁠・

★ Calls you nicknames all the time, maybe not so much in the public but in private….well, it's a literal shower of nicknames.

Some of the nicknames are: Engel(Angel), Liebling(Darling),Schnucki(Sweetie pie) and many, MANY more.

“Kaiser you seemed very distracted today”

“Shh, texting my Schnucki is much more important than dealing with those half-baked asses”

“???”

・⁠。⁠・

★If you are living with him, well…good luck waking up and the first thing you see is your boyfriend in all his naked glory looking in the mirror for you don't know how many minutes. Convincing him to cover himself is much more of a issue

“What,there is a problem with my ass or with my dick”

“OH MY GOD MICHAEL, JUST COVER YOURSELF FOR FUCK'S SAKE”

・⁠。⁠・

★If your relationship isn't already public, you and Kaiser have some sort of discussion about making it actually know to the media. Even if he is still an ass, Kaiser still has a caring side for people he loves. He knows that stans on different social media apps can be absolutely ruthless and in general, dating a famous person is very life sucking.

“(Name) are you really sure about that?”

“Michi, I'm sure about this”

・⁠。⁠・

★ Meeting his teammates was something. It wasn't really bad just they look at you strangely. I mean in the "How this asshole pulled someone like this" type of way. Some of them asked for tips to deal with him

“Can you give us tips how to deal with your boyfriend?” says one of them while holding a notebook

“Fine, to deal with him is to know how to pique his interest”

“Then how you do it”

“I don't know”

[rougepancake]

Domestic mitsuri x shinbou x fem reader HCS! (Could be nsfw or sfw whatever works for u!)

DATE NIGHT

What it’s like to date them

Sfw & nsfw hcs (mixed together I am so sorry I wasn’t thinking 😭)

Ft. Shinobu Kocho and Mitsuri Kanroji

Warnings: Some suggestive material under cut but nothing too bad. Modern au. Had a blast writing this tsym anon 😩

SHINOBU KOCHO

If you’re taller than her then have fun. She’ll look up at you and KICK YOUR ASS for simply being tall

If you’re shorter than her you’ll get pampered because she feels the need to rub it in

She’s definitely into quality time and physical touch all the way. Since she doesn’t tend to vocalize how she’s feeling, these kind of make up for it 😉

Is definitely the type of gal to book mani pedis for you two as a date as well as go and get your hair dyed together

Unlike Mitsuri, she isn’t clingy and trusts you quite a lot. She knows that no one else can eat you out as good as she can, and it kills you every time she mentions it

SPEAKING OF MENTIONING IT

She’ll openly dirty talk you in public with no shame whatsoever. In fact, she’s brutal

Won’t even stop if you offer to pay her

Has no regrets because she loves seeing you all flustered and cute like that

If she spends the night at your place BE PREPARED

She cuddles in her sleep and DENIES IT TO DEATH

Also enjoys showering/bathing together but not in a sexual way. She believes that it’s a good way to spend time together and just bond as a couple

HERE COMES THE QUALITY TIME AGAIN RAHHHH

It doesn’t matter what you’re doing, when you’re doing it, or how long it’ll take you, she will find a way to join and/or help you out

Unless you’re complaining about it

Then she’ll sit and watch you suffer 😔

All in all, she’s the type of woman to definitely wind up in a relationship with the “best friends” dynamic

You have a lot of fun together and she wouldn’t want it any other way

MITSURI KANROJI

SHE LOVES TO GO ON ADVENTURES

That’s how you spend a lot of your time together (post/during your relationship)

Her love languages are receiving gifts and words of affirmation

If you say you can’t do it think again!! You’ll wholeheartedly believe you can by the time she’s done with you!!!!

Loves to go out and try new things!! She’ll try anything once and definitely lives with the yolo mindset

Her ideal date is going out on a hike or trying a new restaurant. Either is fine for her as long as you’re down for the ride

Since she’ll try anything once, your time alone is fairly interesting. In the sense of you’ll bring something up and she’ll say yes without a second thought

Prefers to keep what happens in the bedroom between you and her. HATES public humiliation going both ways because she feels guilty afterwards

Since one of her love languages is receiving gifts, she loves to show up with random trinkets and such that she’s found

“Oh here you go Y/n! This shiny rock made me think of you!!”

Stuff like that

It’s honestly so sweet

She was once a hopeless romantic, and now that she has you, she’s a bit worried that you might just up and vanish one day, so she has a tendency to be a little clingy

That’s okay though cause you love it

(She also enjoys cooking for you quite a bit but is quite embarrassed to admit it since her cooking skills are questionable)

Also enjoys watching movies with you and ‘accidentally’ falling asleep on your lap

She enjoys romantic cliches (even if they’re stupid)

You guys were definitely close friends before you started dating, so you’ve got that ‘we know each other better than our own parents’ type of vibe

Let’s just say you’re incredibly grateful that you wound up meeting her 😩

[crumbundermydesk]

new wenclair idea i’ve got is Enid being dead, whether during her time of knowing Wednesday or she dies beforehand (maybe Wednesday sees a memorial photo of Enid at Nevermore and is instantly like “damn wretched family curse has struck again”),

and wednesday is just like “oh please, as if something as inane as death could keep me from courting you. This isn’t even the most unusual relationship recorded in the Addamses’ archives. I believe currently that my second cousin, twice removed is in a fruitful relationship with a painting, though there’s also—”

which only follows in various summonings just to wax poetic and charm enid, or plan projector movie dates, maybe try and anchor enid’s spirit to a physical object for more quality time, eventually wednesday would probably try and bind enid’s spirit to herself even so they may never part.

i’m just imagining the nightshades slowly discovering what wednesday is up to one by one, esp Yoko. Yoko would break in like “THAT’S IT ADDAMS YOU BETTER NOT BE HIDING A BODY—” and interrupts wednesday begrudgingly painting thing’s nails w gloves on, bc enid can’t do it herself, and some bright, blonde girl is pointing at various bottles of nail polish and critiquing her technique. Yoko immediately gets along with enid and eventually reluctantly works with the weird goth Addams so that she can hang with her weird new bestie (who’s apparently dead??) and geez, how does she always get pulled into this shi-. Bianca’s gonna have a frickin field day when she finds out, and how pathetic for Xavier that the Addams heir would literally rather date a dead person than give him an inch of her attention.

could even involve a further subplot of wednesday networking her way through various demons and ancestors just to find a way to bring enid into the world of the living, or solve her murder, or yknow so on and so forth

if yall got more ideas to add onto this, please do loll

[taeyongdoyoung]

summary: he was wearing a Darth Vader costume at Comic Con. you were wearing a Padmé Amidala one. can I make it any more obvious? you were both nerds. what more can I say? pairing: seonghwa x reader genre: fluff with a sprinkle of angst; strangers to friends to lovers warnings: bullying, harassment, swearing, nerdy stuff, overthinking, insecurities, confession, kissing, hugging, fear of losing someone, protective™️ hwa, mentions of past suicidal thoughts/possible self-harm, rat hongjoong but he means well, loyal puppy yunho, some violence/punching, lying/secrets author's note: honestly hwa is the best boyfie ever i just thought it'd be kinda boring if there was no ~drama~ word count: 5.8k

It was your first Comic Con and you were pretty excited. You worked so hard for almost two years so that you could afford the tickets, as well as your Padmé Amidala costume. You were going alone but you hoped that you'd make new friends who were into the same stuff as you. You had been looking forward to this event pretty much all your life. However, the harsh reality didn't match your expectations. For starters, it was so crowded that you could barely make your way. You attended a couple of panels, bought a bunch of overpriced merch but after a while, you were beginning to feel exhausted. Everyone seemed to have come with friends and you felt like an outsider. And then, to top it off, you had the following negative experience:

"Oh my God, look at that uglyass Padmé costume," you heard an annoying male voice. "Can you believe this shit?"

"Yeah, like, who even likes the prequels?" another asshole responded.

"Stupid women, that's who," the first voice said and the the two laughed in a disgusting way.

Ugh. It felt like middle school all over again. There was no escape from bullies. You rolled your eyes and tried to get out of here so that you wouldn't have to put up with hearing such comments. But just then, one of the guys spilled red juice all over your costume!

"Oops, my bad," he snickered loudly.

"Well, it's not a huge loss. The costume was shit anyway," the other guy cackled demonically.

All the traumatic memories from your past came crashing down on you. You rushed towards the bathrooms, tears threatening to spill out of your eyes. Fucking jerks. Why couldn't they just mind their own business? Why did they have to ruin your day and the costume you'd spent so much money on? You wished you were brave enough to stand up for yourself but after all these years, you were still just a little girl, terrified of getting picked on.

You tried to clean up the red spot to the best of your abilities so that it wouldn't stain but it proved quite difficult with the low quality soap available in the Comic Con bathrooms. As if that wasn't enough, your vision was so blurry due to the tears. Eventually, you gave up and decided to get out of here. Maybe, you weren't meant for such huge events. You should have stayed at home, watching Star Wars cuddled up under a blanket. As you left the bathrooms, you bumped into someone wearing a terrifyingly realistic Darth Vader costume. Can this day get any better?

"S-sorry," you murmured awkwardly and were about to take your leave when "Darth Vader" spoke:

"Not to sound like a creep but I overheard what happened out there and I just wanted to say these assholes are an embarrassment to our fandom."

"Agreed," you nodded.

"And for the record, your costume looks incredible!"

"Um, thanks. Yours is…insane. Like you came out from the movies," you smiled nervously.

"Don't cry, beautiful. They're not worth it," he reassured you and caught a single tear from falling with a gloved hand. Damn, he had game and you felt your heart fluttering.

If a couple of days ago someone had told you that Darth Vader would be comforting you outside of a public bathroom at Comic Con, you wouldn't have believed them.

"Do you want me to beat the shit out of them for you?" he asked.

Because you couldn't see his facial expressions that were hidden behind the mask, you couldn't tell if he was joking.

"Nah, honestly, I think I'll just head home," you sniffled.

"What? No way, don't let them ruin your time here. I promise, you can have a lot of fun if you ignore people like that."

"Really?" you blinked hopefully.

"Come on," he grabbed your hand and soon enough, you were back inside the venue. "Darth Vader" seemed to be a social butterfly and he not only insisted on taking tons of pictures with you but also introduced you to his friends, one of them was wearing a Chewbacca suit and the other had dressed up as Luke Skywalker. You took photos in pairs and together as a group, went to a few more panels and had a jolly good time. At one point you thought you saw the two assholes from earlier from afar and you could swear their eyes looked a little swollen but then again, you hadn't brought your glasses and it might as well have been your wishful thinking.

As the event was coming to an end, you were pleasantly surprised by how many positive memories you'd accumulated that made up for that one shitty experience. Suddenly, "Darth Vader" asked you:

"Do you want to grab a drink or something?"

"Oh, yeah, sure!" you smiled enthusiastically. Even though you still didn't know his name, he seemed like a genuinely nice guy and you were excited to spend some more time together.

"Great! Let me just get out of my suit 'cause I'm overheating and drinking anything with this mask on does not sound like a fun idea."

"Haha, I don't envy you," you replied. You couldn't imagine carrying such a heavy suit all day long. You told him you'd wait for him outside of the bathrooms. As you were looking through some of the photos you took on your phone, you caught yourself smiling a little too wide. You put the device back into your bag.

Then, out of nowhere, the most visually stunning guy you'd ever seen came out of the bathrooms. And he was staring directly at you! What the fuck? You blinked in shock as you saw him walk towards you.

"Um…I guess it's high time I introduced myself properly. Hi, my name's Seonghwa," he said in a vaguely familiar voice.

"Huh?" you whispered in a daze as you took his hand. "I'm Y/N…"

"Darth Vader?" he chuckled nervously, trying to remind you. "We literally spent the whole day together?"

"Eh?!"

"Did you hit your head or something?" Seonghwa joked. "Is it that shocking to see me without the mask?"

"Sorry, it's just…" you tried to snap out of it. "You're too pretty."

"And that comes as a surprise, because…?"

"I guess I sorta expected that you were some middle-aged nerd who doesn't shower."

"Ouch," he laughed. "I don't blame you, though. At events like Comic Con, I've had my fair share of encounters with non-showering nerds."

"I rest my case," you shook your head in amusement.

"Still up for drinks?"

"Are you kidding? Good luck trying to get rid of me," you teased.

Seonghwa ordered a cup of tea and you wanted a cappuccino. Then, the two of you sat down at a place nearby.

"Soo, what interests do you have? Other than Star Wars?" Seonghwa asked.

"Gosh, there are too many," you giggled. "I used to be really into Marvel and DC but haven't seen some of the recent movies that came out. I feel more drawn to the TV shows as there is more time to develop the psychology of the characters."

"Ooh, I totally get what you mean," he nodded. "Though I love a good action scene, sometimes it gets too much, you know?"

"Right? Like I'm sorry for wanting depth and meaningful background stories."

"Mhm, you said it so well," Seonghwa replied and took a sip from his cup.

"What about you? What other things do you like?"

"I adore Disney movies," he confessed shyly, blush creeping up on his cheeks.

"Ahh, that's lovely! Me too," you beamed with excitement.

"You don't think it's kinda embarrassing? I've been made fun of for my Maximus costume at an event."

"Ugh, assholes like that should be banned from Comic Con!" you got angry on his behalf, as you had experienced getting bullied too many times. "Why can't people just let others enjoy stuff? If you don't like someone's costume, would it kill you to shut up?"

"You're so right! Speaking of costumes, we should exchange social media so we can send each other pictures from today."

"Yess, that'd be great," you typed in your Instagram on Seonghwa's phone and soon enough, the two of you started spamming one another with all the fun memories you'd made.

You didn't realize how much time passed as you two shared more about your interests. Seonghwa even insisted on travelling with you to your literal doorstep, as it had gotten dark out, which was incredibly sweet of him.

"I'm so glad we met," he admitted. "Like, obviously I'm not happy you had to listen to these dicks but uhm, I'm glad I approached you."

"Me too, Seonghwa," you smiled.

"We should watch a movie sometime. Or go shopping for cute merch. Or…whatever you like."

"I'd like all of that," you admitted. "Good night, Hwa."

"Good night, Y/N."

As the days went by, you realized how much in common you had with Seonghwa. It went beyond the initial Star Wars connection, you both loved Sanrio a lot and playing Animal Crossing together was one of your favourite activities. Cooking and cleaning side by side was both practical and therapeutic. Even when you went shopping, you were amazed by your similar tastes. In short, you were completely whipped for him. However, you were reluctant about confessing your crush. It had been a while since you made such a wonderful friend and you were terrified of losing him. You loved spending time with him and you would absolutely hate yourself if you did something to scare him away. Realistically, you knew that Seonghwa wasn't that easily spooked and you were probably just stuck in your head, overthinking it and coming up with the worst possible scenario. A part of you kept telling you that when (not if, because you thought there was no way he liked you back) he rejected you, he would still make sure you stayed friends. But still, you didn't want to make him uncomfortable. It felt so lovely as it was and you couldn't bear the thought of ruining it.

"What's wrong? You've got your thinking face on." Seonghwa asked, as he was looking through the cute Sanrio keychains exposed at the store.

"My what?" you blinked in confusion.

"Your thinking face. When something is bothering you, you kinda space out and scrunch up your eyebrows. It's cute but I can't help but worry."

Damnit. You were amazed by how attentive he was to the smallest of details. Also, what was that about it being cute? Did he mean cute in a friend way or…

"You're overthinking your answer again," Seonghwa called you out. "Come on, just tell me. I'm your friend, no?"

"That's exactly the problem."

"Me being your friend?" Seonghwa was perplexed. "Would it make it easier for you to share your concerns if I were a foe?"

"I guess…" you frowned.

"Come on. I've got an idea," Seonghwa hurriedly paid for two matching Kuromi and My Melody keychains, grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the store.

"Where are we going?" you laughed at his spontaneity.

"You'll see," he responded cryptically.

A while later, you ended up in his apartment.

"Wait here," Seonghwa pointed at the couch and you sat down hesitantly. What was he planning?

He took longer than expected but finally, he returned. Or rather…Darth Vader returned. Wait, what?!

"Hi," Seonghwa mumbled.

You couldn't take it seriously and burst into laughter.

"It's not funny, I'm trying to help you!" he insisted.

"What do you mean?"

"You said you can't tell me what's troubling you because I'm your friend."

"Seonghwa…"

"I'm not Seonghwa, it's Darth Vader now, a totally unfriendly figure. So, spill."

You gulped nervously. Oh, fuck it.

"Well, Darth Vader, the thing is I have a crush on a friend. But I don't wanna mess things up 'cause he probably doesn't feel the same way. And he's really important to me. The thought of losing him scares me."

"I'm the scariest thing in the galaxy! No, I am your father!" Seonghwa/Darth Vader said, which made you laugh again.

"I'm serious!" you responded after you managed to subdue your giggles, hopeful for some sort of advice.

"What if your friend feels the same way?" he suggested calmly.

"That's unlikely."

"What's your friend's name?"

"I can't…"

"Say it. Or I can't help you."

"Seonghwa."

"Yes, sweetheart?" he replied, breaking character.

"No, the friend I have a crush on…is you."

"Darth Vader" took off his mask and you were once again greeted by Seonghwa's friendly and unbelievably beautiful face.

"Are you serious?"

"You have a crush on me, Seonghwa, not Darth Vader, the character?" he wanted to make sure just in case.

"I mean…both but mostly you, Seonghwa," you chuckled.

"Mostly, huh? I guess I'll have to work harder to make it only me," he said, pressed his palm against your cheek and leaned down a bit. "May I kiss you?"

"You w-want to k-kiss me?" you were stunned by what was happening. Did he perhaps like you back?!

"I'd like that very much but only if you want it too."

"Shut up and kiss me," you said and wrapped your arms around his neck as Seonghwa closed the distance between you two. His lips were ridiculously soft and tasted like cherries. Lip balm? God, he was so cute and sexy you were going to lose your mind. After you were done kissing for the time being, you decided to discuss what this meant for you.

"So…you like me back?" you asked, feeling shy all of a sudden.

"I'm not in the habit of kissing people I don't like," Seonghwa joked.

You nudged his shoulder.

"You know what I meant."

"I do like you back, yes," he confirmed verbally.

"Can…I be your girlfriend or something?" you blurted out while hiding your face in embarrassment.

"As long as I can be your boyfriend. Or something. Gosh, why are you so adorable?" Seonghwa pulled you into a hug, making you feel all warm and fuzzy.

"Nope, you are!" you insisted and squeezed him back. "I can't believe you pulled the Darth Vader costume to get me to confess. Such a nerd."

"But it worked, didn't it? And also, you're no different. Thirdly, you fell for this nerd!" Seonghwa kept teasing you relentlessly.

"Fine, fine, I get it. We're both silly little nerds."

"And that's what makes us perfect for each other."

"I couldn't agree more."

You were over the moon while dating Seonghwa. You did everything together. When you received a surprising text from him, it was one of your happiest moments:

Hwanakin: I may have a surprise 👀

You: Oh? 🍵

Hwanakin: I spent A LOT of money on something I've wanted for a while but I think it's worth it

You: Tell me tell me tell me!

Hwanakin: image attachment

You: No way, you're actually insane, this is sooo cool

Hwanakin: 🙈🙈🙈

You: SO happy for you omg

Hwanakin: I was wondering if you wanna build it with me? I know you once mentioned you'd like to give Legos a try but you haven't bought any since they're kinda pricey so I thought you might wanna come over and work on it together?

You were too overjoyed by the offer to immediately respond that you just squealed and needed to jump around in your room a little. Then, your phone tinged with another notification from the sweetest boyfriend in the galaxy. No, scratch that. In the UNIVERSE.

Hwanakin: It's okay if that's not your thing, I just thought I'd ask you…

You: ARE YOU KIDDING? OF COURSE I'D LOVE TO!!! I AM SUPER THRILLED AAAAAAAA

You: Sorry for screaming I'm just so excited rn

Hwanakin: Haha it's alright, I'm so glad you'd like to share this awesome experience with me!

You: I'm even more glad! Gladder? What is English? Um anyway thank you for offering, I'm beyond touched and honoured and just…Ahhh!!!

Hwanakin: Hey, no need to thank me, you're my girlfriend, it goes without saying that I wanna do stuff with you

Fuck, you would never grow tired of hearing those two words.

Seonghwa's birthday was approaching and you were panicking. During the couple of months you'd been together, he'd been the most amazing ever. He would give you so much and not just in the material sense. Though you were a sucker for Lego flowers and adorable Sanrio keychains and your favourite chocolates, he was also giving you so much of his free time, his affection, his kind words and his delicious meals. You were literally in love with him already but you didn't want to rush into saying it to him out of fear you'd scare him away. Like in the situation with confessing your crush on him, you had this irrational fear that your love was somehow capable of driving him away.

Nevertheless, you wanted to do something really special and thoughtful for his birthday. You didn't think it was right to just buy anything, you had to make something. Which was how you ended up on the crocheting side of YouTube. You'd tried it a couple of years ago but you were far too impatient to stick to it. However, if it was for Seonghwa, you felt like you had enough determination. After a couple of unsuccessful attempts, tons of hours and a lot of screaming on your side, you had done it. You managed to crochet a somewhat decent Grogu/Baby Yoda. So adorable. You were quite proud of your accomplishment and genuinely hoped that Seonghwa would like it. Then, you a made a handwritten card, drawing your own doodles and pouring your entire heart out. Finally, the night before his birthday, you baked some strawberry tarts. Everything had to be perfect for your perfect boy.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear Seonghwa, happy birthday to you," you sang to him gently.

"Thank you, my sweetheart!" he responded softly. "You didn't have to do anything, your presence itself is enough of a present."

"Aww, stop it, you smooth-talker!" you waved him off and gave him the bag full of surprises. "Don't get your hopes up, it's nothing fancy."

"It doesn't have to be. You could give me a sock and I'd be happy."

"Miss Y/N has given Seonghwa a sock! Seonghwa is free!" you joked, making him blush and shake his head.

Finally, he opened up the present. As expected, the crocheted Grogu caught his attention first.

"Oh my goodness, sooo adorable!" he clutched the green creature to his heart. "Did you make this?"

"I tried my best, yeah," you giggled shyly.

"You're literally incredible, thank you so much!"

Then, he saw the strawberry tarts you'd made and insisted on trying them right away.

"What do you think?"

"Super yummy, love them!" Seonghwa said.

"Yay, that's a relief!" you smiled.

Finally, he found the handwritten card, which read, as follows:

Dear Seonghwa, The day that I met you was a day I'd been looking forward to quite a bit. It was my first Comic Con and I was extremely excited about it. However, a couple of seconds and two assholes were threatening to ruin that special day for me. It brought back so many negative memories and I was ready to go home and cry myself to sleep. Until you showed up and made what could have been the worst day of my life into one of the best. (The best day being the day I became your girlfriend. No, actually, every day I spend with you is the best. Forgive me for being corny.) My point is that your presence has healing powers. Your kind heart is one of my favourite things about you. Your precious smile makes me absolutely mad. Also, you are incredibly funny and smart. How you pulled that stunt off in a Darth Vader costume in order to make me confess is still super iconic of you. And don't get me started on how handsome you are. It should be illegal at this point! Happy Birthday, my darling star! May this day be one of your best days! Yours in earnest, Y/N

Seonghwa closed the card, his eyes watering in emotion.

"Come here," he said and pulled you into a hug. "It truly is one of my best days. And you are the best thing that's ever been mine."

"Did you just pull a Taylor Swift on me?" you chuckled.

"Maybe," he smirked. "But seriously, you gotta tell me all about those negative memories. Give me names and addresses of whoever hurt you, I just wanna talk."

"Hey, it's your birthday! I don't wanna ruin it with all this shit from the past…"

"You wouldn't be ruining anything. Besides, you said it yourself. It's my birthday and I really wanna talk about it. As long as you feel ready, of course, no pressure."

"Thanks, I appreciate that," you smiled at him. "Well, if you insist…Long story short, I used to get bullied in middle school. At first they were just teasing me for being a nerd and having high grades. But then I would start to hear all sorts of comments about my outfits, my hair, or my body. There was even online hate about me. It got really bad at one point, I didn't want to live anymore and did some stupid harmful shit to myself... When I went to high school, it was different. I made some amazing friends and everyone was more mature. However, some of these things I went through still stayed with me. And that day at Comic Con, that one short encounter was enough to send me spiraling. It unlocked so much unresolved trauma, I guess. If it hadn't been for you…I don't know."

Seonghwa pulled you closer and started doodling cute little figures on your wrists.

"You drew stars around my scars," you whispered.

"Did you just pull a Taylor Swift on me?" he repeated your words from earlier.

"Maybe," you chuckled.

"You know, I'm not one to believe in stuff like destiny or whatever. But as harsh as that sounds, I feel like all these terrible stuff you went through brought you to me. Does that make sense?"

"It's not harsh, I like it very much," you insisted. "I would go through them all over again if it meant finding my way back to you."

"Lucky for you, you don't have to. If anyone dares to lay a finger on you, no force in the universe can stop me from making their lives miserable."

You liked how protective he was over you. But sometimes, it scared you…

Seonghwa had invited you to play Dungeons and Dragons with him and his friends Hongjoong (who had dressed up as Luke Skywalker at Comic Con) and Yunho (who had a Chewbacca costume). You'd hung out with them a couple of times and you had grown fond of them and were happy about how quickly they'd accepted you into their friend group. You had been dating Seonghwa for a while and you had a key to his apartment so you let yourself in. He texted you that he'd come soon and just as you were about to greet Hongjoong and Yunho who were already there, you accidentally overheard their conversation:

"We have to tell her, man," Hongjoong insisted. They were in the kitchen, speaking more loudly than usual, as they thought they were alone.

"I think it's better if we managed to convince Seonghwa to tell her himself," Yunho argued.

"What if she stumbles upon the video? It's freaking viral already," Hongjoong explained. "It's better if she heard it from us than finding it on her own and jumping to conclusions."

"But Seonghwa is our friend, he'd feel so betrayed if we ratted him out like this," Yunho replied.

"She's our friend, too," Hongjoong sighed. "I say we tell her."

"Tell me what?" you finally entered the kitchen, making your presence known.

Yunho shook his head, still not on board, but Hongjoong had made up his mind and showed you the viral video in question. It was titled "Darth Vader punches bullies at Comic Con" and in it was exactly what the title suggested. It was pretty shocking to witness.

"Is this Hwa?" you gasped in horror.

Hongjoong nodded sadly. Suddenly, it all made sense. You'd thought it was your imagination when you saw the bullies' swollen and red eyes from afar, but nope, it was actually 'cause your boyfriend had physically assaulted them. You cursed yourself for forgetting your glasses. You felt so betrayed. The day that you considered to be one of your happiest days was marred with so much violence and Seonghwa was keeping such a big thing a secret from you…

"They're not gonna press charges against Seonghwa, if that's what you're worried about," Yunho tried to reassure you.

"I'm not worried about that, I'm upset he didn't tell me about it," you cried out.

"That's not the only thing he didn't tell you about," Hongjoong mumbled under his nose.

"Hongjoong!" Yunho exclaimed, reprimanding his friend for spilling all the tea.

"She has the right to know!" Hongjoong shouted.

"And it's better if she has this conversation with Seonghwa instead of us."

"Just tell me everything, I don't think I can face him right now," you said.

"Seonghwa used some strings to ban the assholes who bullied you from Comic Con," Hongjoong the truth There have been previous cases of them harassing women and Seonghwa managed to get to the bottom of it and make sure they get exposed and punished."

"What? That doesn't make any sense, he didn't even know me back then," you tried to rationalize this strange situation. "Why would he go to such lengths?"

"Except he did know you. Do you remember having an online friend named Scarlett?"

"I do. She stopped texting me back at some point. Wait, where did you hear Scarlett's name? I've never even told Hwa about her."

"Think about it, Y/N. How could I possibly know?" Hongjoong sighed sadly.

"No," you couldn't believe it. "Don't tell me Seonghwa is Scarlett?"

"I'm sorry to be the bearer of such news," Hongjoong confirmed.

It all made sense now. "Scarlett" had stopped messaging you right after you'd met Seonghwa at Comic Con. You had sent "her" selfies of yourself, which explained how Hwa recognized you. You had told "her" you'd attend the event so it was quite possible that he went out of his way to meet you…God, you felt sick.

"Great job, Hongjoong, Seonghwa will totally kill us now," Yunho was beginning to panic.

"I'd like to see him try," Hongjoong shook his head. "Don't misunderstand, Y/N. It's not like he stalked you or anything. I'm sure he just really wanted to meet you in real life and he must have thought that Comic Con was a good place to start. He didn't expect all this drama with the bullies to get in the way."

"He still lied to me, Hongjoong! For months! Tell him some emergency came up. I can't talk to him right now."

"Tell him yourself," Yunho suggested nervously.

You paled in shock as you turned around and faced Seonghwa. Just like how you'd overheard Hongjoong and Yunho's conversation, Seonghwa had heard what you'd just said.

"I have to go," you murmured and rushed towars the door.

Seonghwa grabbed your wrist and tried to stop you from leaving.

"Sweetheart, wait, let me explain."

"I need to be alone," you tried to express your boundaries.

"I'm still the same person you care about," he kept trying.

"Which person would that be? Darth Vader? Scarlett? I don't even know who you are anymore, Seonghwa. If that is your real name."

"Of course it's my real name. Please, I want to tell you my side of the story."

"And I want to be alone."

"You're not breaking up with me?" he asked, his big eyes moist with emotion.

"I'm not. I just need some time to think. If you ever cared about me just a little, you'll let go of me."

And he finally did as you asked. But as you walked out of the door and felt your heart shattering into a million pieces, some part of you wished he hadn't…

Three weeks passed since this painful moment. Even though you had told him it wasn't a break-up, it sure felt like one. He would send you messages but you wouldn't reply to them. Just like "Scarlett" had stopped responding. But it hurt so much. You were doing the same old things but without him, everything seemed bleak and meaningless. Yes, he'd lied to you, but you hated to imagine a universe in which you'd never met.

This weekend you impulsively decided to go to an event where nerds could gatter, dress up and have fun in the hopes that it'd make you feel better. It was on a smaller scale than Comic Con but you still figured it was a better idea than staying at home, crying your eyes out and eating too much ice cream. You had dressed up as Catwoman and despite the recent misfortunes, you were feeling pretty damn good about yourself. Until you saw these assholes from Comic Con again. Right, they had been banned to it but could still attend other events. And you saw them harassing another woman!

"Come on, don't be such a prude, give us your number."

"I don't want to…" she replied meekly.

"She said no, fuckers!" you didn't know what demon possessed you to do that. The you from before couldn't even stand up for yourself but now you couldn't imagine watching someone else being in such an awful situation and not doing anything.

The two bullies turned around.

"Remember me?" you asked confidently. "I'm the reason your sorry asses can't set foot in Comic Con till the rest of your miserable lives."

Recognition immediately lit up their ugly faces. They probably got flashbacks of Darth Vader punching them and then them becoming a laughing stock for the entire Internet to see. They exchanged a look and were about to sneak out, when you grabbed them harshly by the hair, feeling all vigilante for some reason. Maybe it was your badass costume.

"Apologize to her," you insisted.

"We're s-sorry," they stammered.

"Now piss off and pray to whatever devil it is you worship that I never see you again," you threatened them in the most calm tone you could muster.

They did just that and damn, did you feel amazing.

"Thank you so much!" the girl exclaimed and gave you a spontaneous hug.

"No problem, girls gotta stick together, right?"

"You are like my hero! We should exchange numbers and hang out sometime!" she suggested excitedly.

"Sure, that'd be fun. What's your name?"

"Scarlett," she smiled.

You laughed to yourself. Oh, the irony.

"What's so funny?"

"It's a long story," you shrugged. "I'll tell it to you someday."

After a while, your new friend left the event and you were once again on your own. You wondered if you should text Seonghwa. You really missed him and meeting this girl made you wish you'd hear his side of the story. Then, as if by magic, your thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Matching costumes. We're making a habit out of it."

You looked up and saw…Batman.

"Seonghwa?" you blinked in surprise.

"I'm Batman," he insisted. "Sorry, I've always wanted to say that."

You had a hard time suppressing the urge to laugh out loud.

"The Darth Vader trick only works once. If you wanted to get me to talk, you should have come up with something new," you teased him, pretending as if his mere presence was bothering you.

"I get it," he nodded. "But I'm not asking you to talk. Can you hear me out instead?"

You nodded, as you had already made up your mind to give him a second chance. But he didn't have to know that yet.

"All of what Hongjoong and Yunho told you is true. I did punch the guys who were terrorizing you and countless other women and tried to make sure they get banned from Comic Con. And, indeed, prior to our meeting, we became online friends while I was posing under the name of Scarlett. But that's as far as my deception goes. I wasn't stalking you or anything. It just so happened that I saw you having a rough time and really didn't want you to experience such negative emotions at Comic Con. Because I know what that's like. I know I probably seem confident to you now but I wasn't like that always. I've dealt with my fair share of insecurities and shitty people who put me down. And I really care about you and couldn't bear the thought of watching you suffer. I admit, I kept the bullies thing a secret from you and while we texted online I lied about my name being Scarlett. But I never lied to you about my feelings. I genuinely love you, Y/N, and I want to spend the rest of my days making it up to you."

You were sincerely touched by his words and you believed he was telling the truth. However, after going through so much, you wanted to keep him on his toes just a little longer.

"Funny thing happened earlier at this event. I saw those two bullies from Comic Con again."

"Oh my God, are you okay?" Seonghwa was immediately worried.

"I'm fine. They were harassing a girl and I stood up for her, easily getting rid of them."

"That's so amazing, Y/N, I'm proud of you!"

"I felt pretty proud of myself, too. But that's not even the craziest part. Can you guess what her name was?"

"Um…no?"

"Scarlett."

"No way," Seonghwa laughed.

"Well, whether you believe it or not doesn't matter. She reminded me of you. Even if you hadn't showed up, all Batman style, I still would have messaged you and tried to fix things between us."

"I'm so happy to hear that, sweetheart," Seonghwa placed his hands on your arms gently.

You took off his mask and then your own.

"Let's start over, yeah? No masks, no secrets, just honesty. How does that sound?"

"I'd like that very much," he grinned softly.

"For the record, I love you, too. And I'm not mad anymore. I understand why you did what you did."

"Well, you know what they say? All is fair in love and war," Seonghwa smirked.

"And Star Wars," you added.

"Especially Star Wars," Seonghwa chuckled.

"Hi, my name is Y/N," you extended your hand. "It's nice to meet you. I'm looking forward to getting to know you."

"Hi, I'm Seonghwa," he took your hand and shook it.

"It suits you better than any other name," you told him honestly.

"Have I ever told you what it means?"

"I don't think so," you admitted.

"You'll really like it. It's related to stars…"

The End

[not-magdi]

Sick

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x fem!reader

Summary: Y/N decides to play nurse for her sick and poor boyfriend

Trigger Warning: Throwing up 

Words: 1k

A/N: I've decided to post my works here too, I have a book on Wattpad where all my other works are but I will upload many here now too. With that, happy reading!

Y/N and Pablo decided that after a few exhausting weeks of training and studying, it was time for one of their traditional 'Movie, Cuddle, Snack, and Gossip' nights. Despite their busy schedules, they make an effort to spend quality time together at least once a month, from going out to a fancy restaurant to working out together, or better said Y/N watching Pablo work out. 

This night was no different, snuggled up on the couch, Pablo laying between Y/N's legs, his back on her chest. Snacks that Gavi's trainers should not hear about were laying all across the couch. 

They were currently watching Avatar as Pablo began to squirm around a little bit, not thinking much Y/N choose to ignore it. Ten minutes later the squirming didn't stop, in fact, Pablo grew even more restless. 

"Amor, what are you doing?" stopping the movie Y/N looks down at Pablo who had a frown on his face, holding his stomach. "My stomach hurts ... I really don't feel good Amor". Now looking closely at Pablo she can see how pale his face got in the last hour. Feeling his forehead Y/N exclaims " Oh baby you're burning up ... let me get a thermometer." 

Standing up Pablo whines at the loss of contact, "I'll be right back amor ... try to closing your eyes for a little bit" 

In the bathroom, Y/N tries to find a heating pad for Pablo to relax a little bit. While heating it up she returns to Pablo who is cuddled into the couch, with sweat beads running down his forehead. 

"Here Baby" sticking Pablo the thermometer under his arm. As it starts to beep Y/N takes it from him starting to frown. "39.5, that's not good ... we need something to bring your fever down if it gets past 40 we need to go to the hospital." 

Groaning Pablo looks at her through hooded eyes, "Amor please help me to the bathroom ... I think I need to throw up", helping him up and rushing to the bathroom the last thing she sees is him leaning over the toilet, before hearing him gag and throw up. 

Slowly opening the door she kneels behind him stroking his back, "Don't fight against it ... let it all out" Hunching over again and throwing his guts up Y/N holds a towel under cold water making it damp and holding it to his forehead, never stopping to stroke his back.

"You finished?", groaning Pablo nods his head leaning against Y/N and closing his eyes. "I feel like shit amor", chuckling Y/N adds " Yeah ... you look like it too." Looking up at her he gives her a small smile flipping her off. 

Helping him to his bedroom Y/N tucks Pablo in and brings him the heating pad and forces him to drink some water so he doesn't dehydrate. Wanting to turn around and grab another pillow from him, Pablo stops her by grabbing her hand "I'm sorry ... for ruining our date night", looking him in the eyes she softly assures him, "Hey you can't control getting sick ... and I like babying you so don't worry" kissing his head smiling softly Y/N stands up to grab a bucket for Pablo, in case he gets sick again.

Returning to his bedroom with her laptop she lays down next to Pablo letting him snuggle himself into her. Prompting the laptop up on her lap they continue watching movies until Pablo falls asleep with his head cuddled into her chest. 

Throughout the night, Pablo kept throwing up every half hour, resulting in both of them not sleeping much. Y/N being always by his side, rubbing his back, bringing him water, or cleaning the bucket. 

His fever got less and in the morning he was not burning up as much anymore as last night. But he was still feeling like he was run over by a truck, so Y/N decided to call Xavi to tell him that Pablo can't go to training today and probably for a few days after too.

Xavi: "Hola Pablo, que pasa?" -What's up

Y/N: "Hola Xavi, es Y/N la novia de Pablo" - It's Y/N, Pablo's girlfriend

Xavi: "Ah, hola Y/N, todo está bien?" - Everything ok?

Y/N: "Uhh no, Pablo es muy enfermo, vomitó todo la noche, el es muy debil . No puede entrenar hoy y los días después. - Pablo is really sick, he threw up all night an is really weak, he cant train today and the next few days

Xavi: "Ay pobre chico, por favor dile que se mejore pronto de mi parte y llámame cuando este mejor" -Ay poor boy, please tell him get well soon from me and call me when he feels better.

Y/N: "Yo debo, adios Xavi " -I will, bye Xavi

Xavi: "Adios Y/N 

Looking beside her she can see Pablo slowly waking up, looking at her with a slight smile. "How are you feeling amor?", grabbing her hand softly he sits up a little bit. "Better ... still not great but better"

Kissing his head softly Y/N adds "I called Xavi and told him you were feeling like shit, he told you to get better soon and that you should call him when you feel better." Looking up at her Pablo thanks her with a kiss on the cheek, to not get her sick too. Feeling grateful for her caring for him with so much love. 

Over the next few days, Y/N was playing doctor for Gavi giving him medicine, calling his mother for her famous sopa the pollo, and cooking it for him. Pablo enjoyed being nursed by his girlfriend having to do nothing but lay on the couch and getting fed soup has its perks. 

Y/N choose to sleep over at Pablo's house the last few days so she could look after him, which made Pablo realize something, them living together would be an absolute dream for him. Not because he wouldn't have to do anything anymore, no but because living with Y/N meant waking up to her beautiful face in the morning or seeing her dance around the kitchen pretending a wooden spoon is her microphone.

He realized he wants Y/N to be there when he wakes up or comes home from training, cuddling in his bed with her every night. He can't imagine a future without that. Now he just needs to think of a way of proposing his idea of living together, to her, to the love of his life, the only girl he can imagine a future with. 

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

Note: request by @andakth. eeek thank you!! I hope you will like this! And to all readers: always feel free to like, reblog and let me know what you thought 🖤

Warnings: angst, hints of suicidal tendencies/destructive behaviour, mention of alcohol, heartbreak, and few degrading insults.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

Summary: You had been planning a surprise party for your boyfriend, Sihtric, except he thought you were seeing someone else, as you became secretive and distant.

Word count: 5.5k

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'Tell me where you were last night and with who. I will not ask you again!'

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'No, no,' you giggled quietly, 'he's not suspecting a thing, I swear. Did you send the invitations to everyone? Okay, good! Thanks! I know. I can't wait to see his face on his birthday. But I should hang up now before he wonders why I'm out in the garden again at night. Yes, bye, bye!'

You opened the backdoor, walking in as nonchalantly as you could and sunk into the couch, next to your boyfriend.

'What were you doing?' Sihtric asked and pulled you closer. You smiled and pecked his cheek.

'Nothing.'

An awkward silence fell, which rarely happened between the two of you in all those 6 years of being together.

'You've been on your phone a lot lately, no?' he chuckled lightly.

'And?' you frowned.

'Well, it's… I mean… just… nevermind. Are we still on for our date night tomorrow?'

Every month you and Sihtric always had at least one date night. In between work, family and friends, it was sometimes tough to spend some quality time together, and the last thing you wanted was for your relationship to become boring. You'd go do something you both liked and it always ended with some hot and steamy sex afterwards. Tomorrow you'd have dinner at your favourite restaurant, then on to see a newly released movie, which Sihtric picked, and after the movie, or perhaps during the movie if it was boring, you'd make sweet love to him. 

'Of course,' you smiled and raked your fingers through his long hair.

'Good,' Sihtric smiled softly and kissed your cheek.

Suddenly your phone blew up with messages, and you quickly locked your screen when Sihtric tried to see who it was.

'Who's texting this late? It's nearly midnight.'

'Oh, it's… some group chat I got dragged into. But hey, I'm going to bed. You joining, babe?'

Sihtric gave you a confused look and felt something was off. You usually never hid your phone from him, but he noticed you did it a lot the past few weeks, and he knows you hate group chats so much, you always leave them immediately. That, and the fact you had been making a lot of phone calls late at night was making him feel uneasy. Sihtric tried to shake the feeling each day and blamed it on him just being tired from another day's work. But he just knew you were keeping something from him.

'I'll come up after I finish my drink.'

'Okay,' you smiled and leaned in to him, tucked a strand of hair behind his ear and trailed your fingers slowly over his cheek to his chin, pushing up slightly to kiss his lips, 'good night, handsome. I love you.'

'Good night, honey, love you too.'

'You better,' you grinned, 'don't stay up too late.'

*************

You: babe I'm so sorry

You: we have to cancel date night :( 

You: I suddenly have to work longer tonight

Sihtric: for real?

Sihtric: babyyyyyy

Sihtric: :( 

You: I'm so sorry sweetie I promise I'll make it up

Sihtric: what time are you off? We can still get a drink maybe?

Shit, you thought, he's not letting it go easy. You didn't have to work overtime, but Uhtred texted you and wrote it was urgent, as it was for Sihtric's surprise party in two weeks. Sihtric loved this fancy Asian place downtown, and Finan had just found out that, if you paid enough, they'd do catering at home, but it needed to be decided tonight if you wanted to get it all fixed in time. 

You: I'm sorry babe but I don't know. There's some issues with the computers… data is lost and all that

Sihtric: for fuck sakes :'( 

Sihtric: well… text me when you're done okay? I don't want you taking the bus back home late at night, I'll come pick you up

You: ohh, my private driver makes an appearance again?

Sihtric: I'll give you a private ride later, and I'm not talking about my car baby

You: you're already driving me wild ;)

Sihtric: … you just killed the mood

You giggled and kicked your feet stupidly. He still had that effect on you after all those years. And you knew for a fact that Sihtric was laughing out loud back home now, he loved your stupid puns. And god, how you loved that boy. You were both simply smitten, from the start all up until now, it was probably sickening to some people. 

You hated having to cancel your night with Sihtric, but you knew he was going to lose his mind when his birthday arrived. You, Finan, Uhtred and Osferth had been planning a surprise party for months already, but now that date got closer, it started to become trickier to get things done. Uhtred had arranged the invitations and sent them out to everyone, Finan had looked into the food, and you were making sure to get a deal with that restaurant tonight, while Osferth had been using his connections to get a good dj to play at the party for a decent price. You were in charge of the decorations and simply the person to contact if anyone had a question. It had been hard to keep it hidden from Sihtric, making you a little more secretive and even distant at times as there was so much to take care of, and last night was a close call when he almost saw the group chat.

***************

The meeting at the restaurant had taken up most of the night. By the time you were done it was already past midnight and you knew Sihtric would be asleep already, so you didn't bother to take your phone out to text him. Therefore you also had no idea Sihtric had been texting and calling you for a few hours already. Uhtred insisted on driving you home and dropped you off at the corner of your street. You locked the front door behind you and tried to be as quiet as possible, so you wouldn't wake up Sihtric.

'Where have you been?'

Sihtric's low voice startled you and you dropped your keys. The house was completely dark so you expected him in bed.

'Fuck! Babe, you scared the hell out of me! Why are you sitting in the dark?' 

You chuckled lightly at your scare while kicking your shoes off and switched on a light.

'You didn't answer my question.'

You didn't recognize the look on his face or the tone in his voice. And to be honest, it frightened you a little. Sihtric was always impressive looking. Tall, muscular, a neck tattoo and a few finger tattoos, a couple of scars graced his stunning face and all that combined with his dark, shoulder length, permanently messy looking hair made him the typical handsome mysterious guy. But you knew about his troubled past and also knew Sihtric was self destructive if he'd spiral out of control. Since he got together with you it had overall had gone really well. But you couldn't place the energy he gave you right now and it worried you.

'Sihtric, are you okay?'

'You tell me.'

'H-have you been drinking?' you asked cautiously as you walked over to him.

'Answer my fucking question!' he suddenly snapped, for the first time in all those years he raised his voice at you in anger.

'Sihtric, what the hell is going on wi-'

'I called your work an hour ago,' he interrupted, awfully calm again and your stomach dropped, 'they told me you weren't there and that you didn't work any overtime tonight. So I texted and I called you, worried sick about your whereabouts,' he scoffed, 'and you didn't answer, or even read anything. And then you show up out of nowhere, in the middle of the night, perfectly happy.'

'Babe, I… I went for a drink with the boys,' you half lied.

Sihtric nodded and clicked his tongue, 'while you were supposed to go out with me? Okay.'

He got up from the couch and walked past you, not even looking into your eyes and he said, 'your boss also told me you haven't worked any overtime at all these past few weeks.' And he made his way upstairs.

'Sihtric, I'm sorry, I-' you got interrupted by the bedroom door being slammed shut loudly.

************

You expected that the next day would be better, Sihtric just had to sleep it off. He could never stay mad at you, even if this was the angriest he had been with you. 

It was Saturday morning when the sun woke you up. You felt Sihtric was still in bed so, as usual, you nestled against his side and pecked his cheek sleepily to wake him up. Sihtric loved it when you did that, always humming softly with a smile on his face when you planted soft kisses all over him before you dozed off in his arms again.

'Hey, pretty boy,' you whispered when he blinked sleepily, and you wrapped an arm around him to get closer, but he quickly brushed your arm away and abruptly got out of bed. 

'Baby?' you called after him, half awake, 'where are you going? It's still early and it's the weekend. Want you in bed with me, love.'

Sihtric never replied and stomped down the stairs. You didn't understand, but quickly dozed off again. 

When you went downstairs, hours later, you found Sihtric asleep on the couch. You frowned at the sight of your breathtaking man, but figured that maybe he just couldn't sleep anymore when you had kissed him awake so he had gone downstairs, only to still be taken by sleep. You woke him up when you had made him breakfast, which he reluctantly seemed to eat as he sat across from you at the kitchen table. Another sign that something was wrong, because Sihtric loved it when you made him breakfast, yet now he could barely swallow it down.

'Honey, what is going on?'

'Nothing,' he said curtly.

'Babe, you haven't been yourself-'

Sihtric spooked you as he smashed his cup down on the wooden table, and you looked at him with big eyes.

'Uhtred said he never saw you last night,' he spat.

'what?'

'Finan said he never saw you last night.'

You felt your cheeks heat up as he spoke. Obviously he had asked the boys if they had seen you last night, as it was odd for you to grab a drink with them without inviting Sihtric, and naturally, the boys had denied seeing you as they thought he was suspecting something about the surprise party. So they all made up alibis and covered up their meeting with you at the restaurant. And both alibis you had given Sihtric, where now known as lies to him.

'And, guess what,' Sihtric chuckled lightly but insincere, 'Osferth said he never saw you either.'

He sat back and tilted his head slightly, licking his lips as he crossed his arms and stared at you, waiting for another lie to come out of your mouth. You contemplated telling him the truth, but you were so close to his birthday now, you didn't want to ruin everything you had all worked on for so long. He would get over this in a day or two.

'What are you trying to say, Sihtric?'

'Where were you last night?'

'I already told you.'

'No,' he raised his voice, 'tell me where you were last night and with who. I will not ask you again!'

'Are you accusing me of something here?'

You watched Sihtric suddenly get up. He took his car keys and slipped on his shoes, then he slammed the front door behind him without saying another word. You sat shocked and bewildered in your quiet home and you immediately texted the three men.

You: guys, serious fucking problem here

You: Sihtric found out both reasons I gave him for not being home last night are a lie

Finan: aye I thought it was odd he asked us if we had seen you

Uhtred: what did he say?

Osferth: I'm sorry… I didn't know you told him you had a drink with us

You: no it's not your fault, I never expected Sihtric to become suspicious enough to ask you guys

You: but he has been pissed off since last night

You: he just stormed out the door

Finan: he just texted me

Finan: forwarded message:

 Sihtric: are you home? I need a fucking drink.

You: fuck…

Finan: what did you tell him?

You: nothing, I couldn't come up with another lie…

Uhtred: Finan, let us know what he says. We can't let this spiral out of control.

Osferth: I think we just have to be honest to him…

Uhtred: no!

Finan: no!!!!!

You: I considered it but we're so close to the party… 

Uhtred: we have to keep this up for a few more days, okay?

You: I agree. Please keep an eye on him, Finan, text me if there's something I need to know.

Osferth: okay, but it doesn't feel right

Finan: not a word to Sihtric! And I will keep you updated lady

*************

Finan had informed everyone that Sihtric hadn't said a single things about his struggle with you. Sihtric claimed he needed a drink because work had been stressing him out, and when Finan left the pub, Sihtric left with him and he swore he saw Sihtric get into his car, sober enough to drive as he only had one beer. You all sighed in relief. It was probably not as bad as you feared it was and you weren't really worried about him when he didn't show up after Finan told you he had left the pub over an hour ago already. You assumed he had gone for a walk near the river, which he often did to clear his head. But when it was already after dinner time, and he still wasn't home, you tried to call him. When he didn't answer, you texted him.

You: hey love, coming home soon?

Hours passed and you were simply left on read. You were about to go to bed, feeling slightly sick because you couldn't shake the feeling things were not okay, until Sihtric suddenly got home.

'Sihtric?' you jumped up from the couch, 'where have you been? I was so worried about you, babe.'

He didn't look at you and then you saw the state he was in. Completely drunk, smelling like cigarettes and alcohol and he simply looked like shit, albeit still handsome. But then you wondered how the hell he got home.

'Hey… hey, did you drive home like this?' you asked firmly, but he ignored you, 'Sihtric!'

'No!' he snarled, struggling to take off his shoes before he stumbled up the stairs, barely able to stand on his legs, he climbed into bed, not even bothering to change his clothes before he passed out. Tonight you slept on the couch. And you slept separately for a few more days after that.

***************

There were only 2 days left until the party now, and the past few days had been a struggle. You both had been working during the day and only saw each other during dinner. Or at least, you hoped. Sihtric had no desire to eat with you, so each evening he took his plate and ate in front of the tv. Whenever you joined him he would simply ignore you and he barely spoke to you. And you had enough of it.

'We're going to talk about this now.'

'There's nothing to talk about,' he huffed.

'Clearly there is!'

'If you want to talk, you can call your lover or whoever the fuck you've been texting and calling day and night. Don't think I never noticed how you're on your phone when you thought I was asleep. I hear you giggle and whisper in the garden at night, and you became distant around the same time too. I'm not a fucking idiot.'

'I'm sorry, what? You… you don't actually think I'm… I'm cheating or something? Babe, after all these years?' You were heartbroken at his accusation, and you wanted to come clean so badly but it was only two more sleeps. Two more mornings until he'd understand it all.

'I don't even care if you are seeing someone else,' he shrugged, but clearly hurt, 'if my cock's not good enough for you anymore then go, leave, find someone else.'

'You… you got this all wrong.'

'Stop being such a lying bitch!' Sihtric suddenly yelled.

You teared up as he broke in tears and he sprinted up the stairs, only to storm out the door several minutes later, once again without saying another word to you.

************

You: Sihtric, please, come back home! Why did you take most of your clothes?! Where are you??????

You: I swear it's not what you think

You: I promise you will understand it soon

Sihtric: I understand it perfectly clear

You: babe where are you?!

Sihtric: far away from you love

Sihtric: so don't worry about me

Sihtric: you can do your thing now baby

Sihtric: go whore around like you've been doing already

Sihtric: enough men will enjoy a pretty little thing like you

Sihtric: so have fun baby girl because I'm done

Sihtric: we're done.

You: Sihtric no please listen

Sihtric: don't ever fucking text me again.

You: SIHTRIC

You: NO WAIT!!!

You: BABY CALL ME!!! PLEASE!!

Your hands were shaking and then you suddenly saw your last message was not delivered: you had been blocked. You called Uhtred as you sobbed uncontrollably, but he barely understood you on the phone so he said he'd come over.

***************

'He left me!' you sobbed as you nearly fell in Uhtred's arms.

'What?'

'He broke up with me, he t-took his clothes and he- he blocked my number,' you broke down again and couldn't get out another word.

'Sihtric broke up with you?! Why?'

'He- he thinks I'm cheating…'

'What? No! Fuck!'

Uhtred sat you down on your couch and called Sihtric, putting him on speaker so you could hear him too.

'Uhtred?' Sihtric's voice sounded hoarse, clearly he had been crying.

'Sihtric, where are you?'

'On my way to Finan… if he's home.'

'You come back home, now. Right now, Sihtric,' Uhtred said sternly, 'what the hell are you thinking? Breaking up with you girl? For what?'

'She's fucking cheating on me, Uhtred!' his voice made you cry again, you had never heard him sound this broken and angry before, but you kept as quiet as possible.

'No, Sihtric, go home and meet me there. Now!'

'No! I never have to see that bitch again!'

'You better get back here or I will beat the shit out of you when I find you.'

'Fuck you.'

'Sihtric! Listen to me!' Uhtred yelled at his phone, 'she has been talking and texting these past few weeks with me! She's planning a surprise party for your birthday, you fucking idiot!'

Silence. Which lasted for seconds and you held your breath.

'What?' Sihtric asked.

'She's been organising a surprise party for you. Of course she couldn't tell you who she was calling with. And we had to call that late at night in the hopes you would be asleep or simply not notice it!'

'You called her?'

'He did!' you suddenly yelled out, 'baby, please! Come back!' you cried.

'Oh. Oh, he's with you now?' Sihtric's voice became slightly higher, mocking as he felt betrayed, 'you've been calling and texting one of my best friends behind my back?'

'What?!' you yelled.

'For your party!' Uhtred shouted.

'Yeah, sure. Okay. Hey, have fun together, yeah? Go fuck yourselves.'

Sihtric broke the connection and you looked at Uhtred in disbelief.

'He thinks you're… cheating with me?' Uhtred said, shocked, not knowing what to do.

You started sobbing again and Uhtred called Finan, who immediately came over to your home. In all the confusion and stress Uhtred forgot to mention that Sihtric was on his way to Finan. So when Sihtric rang Finan's doorbell, no one opened up. Then he went to Osferth, who hadn't seen the groupchat yet which explained what was going on, and he happily let Sihtric in.

'She's been cheating?'

'With Uhtred!' Sihtric said as he downed another few shots. He couldn't numb himself fast enough, and Osferth had all kinds of alcohol for that.

'Uhtred?' Osferth frowned, confused. Osferth was a good guy, but a little naive, he had no idea this was all connected to the surprise party, and he genuinely thought you were cheating on Sihtric for amoment.

'The bitch,' Sihtric spat, 'I gave her everything! Everything! My entire fucking heart. My life. And she just… Fuck!' he kicked Osferth's table in anger, causing the tiny, empty liquor bottles to fall over, and he broke down in tears. 'I don't know what to do,' Sihtric cried, face buried in his hands, 'I love her so much. I can't seem to breathe… I can't fucking breathe without her. I lost everything… it's… I just want to die.'

'No, no,' Osferth said quickly, wrapping his arms around Sihtric's shocking shoulders, 'you… you have to talk to her. She… she loves you. I don't understand.'

'I just want to fucking die,' Sihtric cried in Osferth's arms.

*************

'Are ye fucking joking?' Finan said, bewildered once he heard the whole story from you and Uhtred. He took out his phone and called Sihtric.

'Yeah?' Sihtric picked up, clearly drunk.

'Sihtric! Ye come back home, now. This has been a misunderstanding.'

'Y-you're with… with the t-traitor and that.. That w..whore?' he slurred heavily.

'Aye, ye bastard! No one's cheating on ye!'

'Sihtric, come home, please!' you yelled.

'Are you with.. With them, Fin? Are… you defending them?' Sihtric chuckled drunk, 'oh… oh you're fu--fucking her too, huh?' Sihtric giggled, 'I knew it… you… you fucking… Irish..fucking…prick,' he belched, 'fuck…. youuuu! And fuck that stupid bitch! And fuck.. Fuck all of you!'

'No, ye donkey!' Finan snarled, 'we're planning a surp-

'Hey, hey, Osferth!' Sihtric slurred to his friend next to him, 'Finan's …do…doing her too!' he laughed.

'Sihtric!' Uhtred snapped.

But Sihtric hung up.

*************

'I'm going over to Osferth,' you sniffled, 'he has to be at his place.'

'No, it will cause more harm,' Uhtred warned you.

'Aye, he's drunk as hell, there's no talking with him now. Let him sober up.'

*********

'What? Finan?' Osferth frowned.

'I… I could've known… I saw a group chat… she's in a groupchat with all of them.'

'A group chat?'

'Yeah,' Sihtric nodded slowly, nearly cross eyed from the amount of alcohol in his system, 'I bet it's… a group fuck… Osferth?'

'Yes?'

'Are you in- in that chat?'

'What?'

'Are y-you… fucking her… her too?'

Suddenly poor Osferth made the connection. Sihtric had seen the late night group texts from the birthday chat.

'Oh, heavens. Sihtric, you need to sleep.'

'I need to die,' Sihtric chuckled, which slowly faded into a pained expression and a trembling lip. Sihtric pushed his hands in his hair and started to cry, 'I feel so fucking empty. My heart hurts… my… my chest aches so much and I can't breathe. I don't… I don't want to live like this.'

'Go sleep this off, we will talk tomorrow.'

Osferth helped Sihtric over to his couch, and he waited until he was sure Sihtric was asleep. Then he took out his own phone.

Osferth: Sihtric is asleep on my couch

Osferth: he thinks you're all sleeping together

Finan: fucking dickhead he is

Uhtred: what did you tell him?

You: is he okay? Please tell me if he is okay? Is he hurt?

Osferth: well he's heartbroken, so I suppose he is hurt… 

You: please keep an eye on him, Osferth, I don't know what he is capable of right now…

Osferth: and I didn't tell him anything

Osferth: I actually only just made the connection myself

Osferth: he thinks this group chat is just a chat to have group… sex

You: what!?

Uhtred: does he know you're in it?

Osferth: no…

Finan: that explains why he thinks this is a sex group chat

Finan: he wouldn't think so anymore if ye told him you're in it

Osferth: prick

You: guys shut the fuck up

You: I need Sihtric back… I can't live without him

Uhtred: Finan and I are staying over here tonight, you get Sihtric here as soon as he wakes up!

Osferth: I will, I promise.

***********

Sihtric had woken up around noon, with a huge hangover. Osferth told him to shower and put on some clean clothes while he would make something to eat. Reluctantly, Sihtric did as he was told. In the shower he remembered bits and pieces of the previous day, and he started crying his heart out. When he joined Osferth at his kitchen table, he sniffled as he fought his nonstop tears.

'I am driving you over after you eat, you need to talk to her. And eat!'

'I can't face her,' Sihtric said, barely louder than a whisper, wiping away a tear as another already rolled down, 'I can't even think of her. It hurts too much. I… I thought,' he let out a sob, 'I was going to propose after my birthday.'

'And you still will!' Osferth said, 'you will talk to her, and I promise you, everything will be fine. You just need to listen and hear us out.'

'Please don't make me see her,' he cried softly, 'don't do that to me.'

'Eat!'

*********

You had barely slept. You sat on the couch, Finan and Uhtred were in the kitchen making lunch. Your doorbell rang and you jumped up. You opened the door and the hope on your face of seeing Sihtric slipped off like a mask. It was the Asian catering, 5 chefs strong with an insane amount of food loaded in their truck. The party wouldn't start until 6 in the evening, but it was a task to prepare all the food, so the deal was they'd arrive around noon to set everything up and prep.

'Oh, dear god,' you murmured. Uhtred and Finan came running, thinking it was Sihtric, and they froze at the sight of the cooks. You couldn't turn them away now, you had paid a lot of money for it and you had to eat something after all. Make the most of it.

***********

Osferth couldn't stand Sihtric's whining anymore. 

'Everything is so dark today,' Sihtric sniffled, 'even the weather. As if the sun has left us, because he fell in love with another planet and wanted to warm her.'

Osferth rolled his eyes. Sihtric was like a heartbroken poet, and a bad one at that.

'My heart is as empty as my casket, which is expecting my broken soul soon,' he sniffled again, 'I feel as if she was a rose. The prettiest rose in the garden. And by her beauty I was blinded, and didn't see her thorns. Until I found myself bleeding, completely empty, for she had stung me.'

'Jesus Christ, Sihtric, enough!' Osferth groaned, 'Listen!'

And so Osferth explained everything, showing him the group chat, showing him the texts with the dj, everything. He wanted Sihtric to hear it all from you, but he simply couldn't hear another word out of Sihtric's mouth.

***********

Osferth: I told him everything

You: what?! What did he say? 

Osferth: I wanted him to hear it from you but he wouldn't shut up and kept crying

You: oh no my poor baby

Finan: great, ye got her crying too now….

Osferth: I'm sorry… I will be over within an hour

Uhtred: with Sihtric?

Finan: Osferth??????

You: will Sihtric come along??

Uhtred: Osferth?!

Osferth had already locked his phone again as he got distracted by Sihtric, who asked with a trembling voice and trembling hands how on earth you could unblock a number.

*******

Sihtric: baby!

Sihtric: I'm so sorry!! I love you!!!

Sihtric: please answer me please!!

Sihtric: I've been so fucking stupid baby please answer me!!!

You didn't have your phone on you as you had 5 chefs running around your house and garden who asked where they could set everything up. You explained to them that there wouldn't be a party anymore, but that they were free to prepare everything, as it was paid for already. They frowned but continued with their work. To your shock, the DJ also arrived to set his stuff up, and he was too busy to hear you out and you felt like crying. Again. Which you did. Until the doorbell rang again. With tears rolling down your cheeks you opened the door.

'Osferth?' you sobbed.

'Oh, sweetheart,' Osferth mumbled when he saw the state you were in, 'I-'

'Baby!' Sihtric shouted, desperately and in tears as he shoved Osferth aside, mid sentence, to run up to you and pull you in his arms.

'Sihtric!' you cried, your face buried in his chest as you clung onto him.

'I'm so sorry, babe, I'm so fucking sorry. Osferth told me everything this morning and showed me all the texts. I feel so stupid. I'm so sorry, for everything I've said and done.'

'I'm sorry too,' you sobbed, 'I didn't see how upset you were, I just ignored it. Simply because I was selfish and didn't want to spoil my surprise for you. I'm sorry, baby, I'm so sorry. I love you so much.'

You pulled back to look into his red and teary eyes. Sihtric cupped your cheeks with his trembling hands and panic kissed you all over your face.

'I love you. So fucking much. I… I don't deserve it but… p-please, will you take me back, my love?'

'Sihtric,' you sniffled, taking his face in your hands, 'as far as I'm concerned we never broke up. You weren't thinking straight, you were drunk and I was hiding all this from you. You're still mine. You have always been mine. I never want to sleep another night with you.'

'Neither do I,' Sihtric said and he pecked your lips quickly in between words, 'I'm so sorry. I love you, baby, I love you so much.'

'I love you too,' you chuckled lightly through your tears and kissed his lips.

Finan and Uhtred had also made their way to the door and watched how you kissed each other as if you had been separated for a lifetime.

'I'm glad this is solved,' Finan whispered to Uhtred, 'but I won't lie… it was nice to see them not devouring each other for once, aye?'

Uhtred snorted and poked Finan with his elbow as a warning. Then both men cleared their throats, to which you reluctantly broke the kiss and turned to look at them.

'Are we good?' Uhtred asked Sihtric, who kept an arm circled around you and he held his hand out to Uhtred. Uhtred smiled and accepted the gesture.

'We're good,' Sihtric said, 'and I'm sorry. Finan?'

'Aye?'

'Are we good?'

'That depends. Ye going to call me an Irish fucking prick again?'

'That depends,' Sihtric smiled. Finan pulled him in for a hug, squeezing you as well and quickly Uhtred and Osferth joined in.

'I think we should add Sihtric to the group chat and change the title to group hug,' you said.

All men laughed at your joke and decided to give you a moment with Sihtric, to really talk things out. You thanked them and took Sihtric upstairs to talk in private.

And you talked. You talked for at least an hour to clear everything up and to understand each other's feelings. And shortly after that, Sihtric had pulled you in bed with him, where he was quick to remove your clothes as you took off his. And you made love. Gentle, sweet and slow love, savouring every inch of each other with your lips. And then you cuddled. You kissed each other endlessly, everywhere you possibly could. Until you had both recovered, and went for another round. And this time you couldn't call it love making. This time you simply fucked. You fucked hard, rough, passionate and loud, like wild animals. 

And when you were done, you once again cuddled, kissed and whispered sweet nothings to each other until you both recovered and got dressed again. And completely oblivious, and blinded by love, you walked down the stairs, Sihtric behind you as he held your hand, and you both got the biggest scare of your lives when suddenly your entire living room was filled with friends and family as they jumped up and shouted 'surprise!'.

There would be a party after all.

And Sihtric couldn't believe you had put this all together, and even cried with happiness when he got to eat his favourite dish from his favourite restaurant. Everyone got drunk, except for you and Sihtric. You had to make sure no one would grab their car keys while drunk, and Sihtric couldn't stand the idea of alcohol anymore after his hangover earlier that day. You both danced all night, his hands never left your body and your lips were almost constantly pressed on his skin. You danced until your legs hurt, completely sober and completely drunk in love. 

And many years later, you'd tell this story to your children, every year on your husband's birthday. You'd both laugh about it when you recall the memory, and ever since that day, it became a tradition to have sex twice on the night of his birthday. 

And every year Sihtric would tell you that undressing you was more exciting than unwrapping any of the presents he had received earlier that day.

[lauriegraham01]

you're still around | natasha romanoff

pairings: natasha romanoff x gn!reader (one instance where it can be interpreted as fem!reader)

summary: "i know better but i still feel you all around." you never envisioned a life spent with natasha, so what do you do now that the aftershocks of her death has uprooted your life?

wc: 2.5k

a/n: I cannot speak of my grief over natasha, so enjoy this instead! + this is me cleaning out my drafts so im sorry if quality is trash </3

You never loved the beach. You never loved the beach until you met her.

Having been assigned on a mission together in Los Angeles, you found yourself on the sand far more times than you cared for.

"Oh, you're being ridiculous it's not that bad."

"I'd rather die."

Even behind her tinted aviators, there was no denying that signature playful glint shinning in her eyes. She loved how you had a flair for the dramatics, always teasing how she's the only one who could ever put up with it.

"Look, it's only for a couple of hours until we make sure that Stavros meets his guys here."

"And not a second more."

Hours slipped away as you two soaked up the sun. You could live in this moment forever. The sound of waves crashing against the shore matched the ferocity of your heart beating in your chest. You were full of love, consumed by it. Yet how could you not.

The way her sun-kissed skin seemed to soak up the sun, how her hair danced in the gentle ocean breeze, and how peaceful she looked as she she slept in the sand.

You feared the inevitable- dreaded it even. Yet lying next to her, unable to look away, you knew it was too late.

Your bond only continued to grow, spending more time both on and off the clock. Using any excuse to be near each other in hopes of learning something new, even though that seemed impossible. Natasha was the first person you felt like you could be completely open and honest with. You were surprised yet relieved when she told you she felt the same way.

Things in those days were still fresh, you both were equally fully of worry and reservation. The fear of ruining an already incredible bond preventing either of you from pursuing something greater. There was a silent understanding of this- despite the circumstance, you and Natasha continued on as you knew best. Pushing each other to be greater, being each others cheerleader, and truly wanting the best for each other after seeing the potential you both possessed.

Each moment shared together played on repeat in your mind until you could see her again. Late nights spent sparring in the gym, pool games at dive bars, and endless romcom movie marathons that only were only respected by Wanda.

The endless messages exchanged during meeting whenever Steve would go on forever. The getaways spent upstate thanks to Natasha swiping the keys to one of Tony's many many cars. The late night spent revealing sins to each others, and the darkest memories and fears that haunted us. The comfort that lasted till morning when you awoke to another sunrise wrapped in each other's arms. Each moment spent with her was truly magical.

You felt yourself falling deeper in love with Natasha with each passing day. You had reached a point where you couldn't remember life without her by your side, and the thought of having to go back to that terrified you both.

"I don't want this to be what splits us." Running your hands over your face, a tired sigh escaped your lips. The stress of the Sokovia Accords had everyone on edge and you and Natasha were no exception.

"I don't see why it has to," Natasha exaggerated. Her patience growing thinner after the countless back and forth and still not seeing eye to eye.

"You know why," you objected sharply. "it's not right, Nat. You know that." Your eyes met her with an unwavering look of defiance. There was no swaying you to change your mind. She always knew you were so stubborn.

"I know," she admitted.

"Then why are you signing?!" Throwing your hands in frustration you don't immediately notice the boom in your voice as you spoke.

It wasn't until Natasha swallowed thickly before averting her gaze towards the ground that you realized your mistake. Your shoulders slump as you let out a tired sigh. You felt that you were at a crossroads, and there was no right answer in which way you moved.

"I want us to stay together, it doesn't matter how," she emphasized, the edge in her voice unmistaken as she enunciated each word. Green eyes looked up at me through silky lashes, behind a determined look I saw the sadness in the mist of green eyes.

In that moment you felt all your fears cement into reality. You knew there was no way both of you could win and your heart broke as you both pledged your allegiance to opposing sides of another mans war.

Looking up at her you saw the same exact heartbreak in her eyes. You reached your breaking point, as the room seemed to close in you bolted out of your seat and aimed for the door. As your hand squeezed the handle, you hesitated- for a brief second. You didn't want to walk out on her, it was the last thing you ever though of doing.

Sparing her a final look, you see the stoic expression on her face. You always knew she was stubborn, but the hardened expression on her face only further proved what you already knew. There was no changing her mind, just as much as there wasn't changing any yours.

"It does to me."

You fought on opposing sides of a pointless war. When the dust settled, there was no morning glory to be found in its aftermath. Just bitter resentment and heartache as the family you've fought beside for years was no more.

Now considered an enemy of the state, you fled the country, not knowing if you would ever come back. By the time Steve had told you how Natasha helped him and Bucky flee, it was already too late. You were thousands of miles away and burned too many bridges that could never be crossed over again.

You thought about writing, but what could you say? Too much was said and done last, you didn't think there was ever coming back from that. You spent the next two years trying to erase the memory of her. Proving quite difficult as you saw her in everything, her love still being the fire that kept you warm even miles away.

You dreamt of a time where you would come face to face with her again. You've rehearsed the apologies you would say and the confessions you would lay bare if you ever were to see her face again. Yet all that flew out of the window as she stood in front of you, finding you amidst the crowded market square.

"Natasha?" Despite her hair now blonde and much shorter, you still could recognize her face in any crowd.

"Just shut up." She said, catching you off guard.

Taken aback, you sighed deeply as you gave her your full attention. Taking in her full appearance, you note her lose tank and green skirt that flowed with the summers breeze. You don't think you've ever seen her in something that colorful. Despite all the changes, she's still Natasha. You still saw the girl you fell in love with all those years ago on that beach.

The crease between her eyebrow reveals how Natasha seemed deep in thought. Hesitant to speak what's on her mind as she darted between your eyes, weighing her options.

"I never wanted to rely on anyone for anything," she began. "I thought that if I could be independent and alone then I could avoid the pain that comes from losing people."

Fidgeting with her fingers and from the bite marks on her lip, you sensed the urgency behind her words.

"I don't wanna live like that anymore," she confessed urgently. As if she could no longer bear having such a brilliant truth hidden for a second longer. "I love you y/n. I think I have for a long time now but I was just too scared to admit it- and I know things are complicated but i'm ready for this. I want this. I want us-" Stopping suddenly, feeling breathless the longer she looked in your eyes. "You. I want you."

"I love you."

Time seemed to slow down in that moment. The sound of thousands of people packed in the Brazilian market faded to nothing as you looked at her, her words echoing in your head. If Nat had felt even an ounce of relief from getting the truth of her chest, her face didn't show it. She had this look on her face, you studied for it moment before you realized what it was- fear.

She thought you would walk away. That you would scoff at her confession, see through her for what she thought she was, flawed.

She couldn't have been farther from truth. Her eyebrows furrowed in mix of shock and confusion when she felt a finger tilting her chin upward. Swallowing thickly, she awaited cruel rejection. However, seeing the adoration behind your eyes, she let herself believe that maybe there was some room for redemption. The corner of her lip curled upwards before the both of broke into breathless laughs, the twinkle in her eyes making your heart soar as it sang Natasha's name.

"I love you too."

After that, you never knew a life without Natasha. Having fought in Wakanda and losing so much during The Blip, you two became each other's anchor.

Never wanting to be away from her again, you moved back to New York. You helped direct the remaining Avengers as missions were still executed and help was needed everywhere. Despite the darkness that the world was wrapped up in, you and Natasha were each other's lighthouse, guiding each other back to shore.

It wasn't until Scott came barging on the compounds door and the the rest of the team got together for the time heist that hope would shine for the first time in a long time.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come instead," you lowly ask as you and the rest of the team prepare for the time heist.

"I'm gonna pretend to not be offended by that." Clint chimed in as he made his way past us.

"Shut up Barty, please!" He throws his hands up in surrender as he's met by your annoyed gaze. You don't miss hearing Bruce chuckle as he typed away on the control panels.

Facing Natasha again, you're met with her amused smile as she looked up at you.

"I promise I'll be fine," she insisted. "Clint's got my back-right Barty?!"

Clint just grunts in acknowledgment.

"Trust me?" Raising her eyebrows as she lifted her open palm toward you.

Taking her hand and turning it over, you placed a chaste kiss onto it.

"Damn right I do," you say, never breaking eye contact.

Not missing the way her cheeks flushed at the sudden gesture you bring her in and capture her lips in a soft kiss. Earning a wolf-whistle from Tony in the process.

As you all stood in a circle on the platform, ready to go back in time in hopes of bringing everyone back, your eyes meet Natasha's again. Heart fluttering as it did everytime you looked at her.

"See you in a minute." Her eyes glimmering as she smiled at you.

Those words replayed in your head in a constant loop for months. You never got to say goodbye, and that's what killed you the most.

You never were good with grief, and having lost so many people because of Thanos, you spiraled into a depression that lasted the better half of a year.

Yet when you were ready to face that grief, it was Yelena who was there for you. She was one of the few people around who understood what it meant to lose Natasha. To have known and loved her so intimately, and have that taken away.

Staring out into the same sea at the same beach where you first fell for your blue-jeaned baby, as comforting hand on your shoulder shakes you from your thoughts. Startled by the sudden presence your eyes look up frantically to meet with Yelena's concerning gaze.

"Hey," her voice soft, "you okay?"

"Hey-um, yeah, i'm fine really." You shake your head furiously as you blink away your tears. Meeting her eyes again, the love and sincerity that poured behind Yelena's eyes was enough to make the damn burst.

"No," you croak as a sob wracks itself out of your body. Engulfing you in her arms, you burrow your head in Yelena's shoulder as grief's uncharted weight washes over you.

"I know what she meant to you. She told me about a month after taking down the Red Room. I never would've taken her for a U-hual lesbian."

A laugh escapes your lips. Looking back on it, things did happen rather quickly. After taking down Dreykov, she felt a new found purpose in life, a need to reconnect with family and loved ones.

"Yeah, well it was a long time coming," you let out softly. You pull out of her arms, wiping away at your dried tears.

"Thank you, Yelena. I know what she meant to you too."

You don't miss the sadness that flickers in Yelena's eyes.

"She meant to look for you earlier. She told me about you while staying at one of Tony's safe house", you sigh reflecting on the confessions said that night. The fire and a shared bottle of whiskey having kept you both warm that night. "She never stopped thinking about you."

"I know," she affirms, voice shaky. "Thank you."

You offer her a soft smile, eyes crinkling as you giver her arm a reassuring squeeze. Yelena then locks arms with you, a sudden peace washing over you like the waves ashore you were watching.

"Are you gonna be okay?" Looking over at her, you note the blonde wisps of hair that moved with the wind.

"Are any of us?" She doubled back with a smirk, earning a chuckle from you.

A brief silence falls over you two. One full of reluctant acceptance as it is with sadness.

"I promised I wouldn't say goodbye." You barely heard her. You almost thought you hadn't from how low she spoke.

Looking back towards the water, if you didn't know any better you'd think she was still around. If you thought about it long enough, you could still make out Natasha's footprints scattered across the sand. Or how graceful she looked dancing in the sand.

You could hear the sweetness of her laughter as not even the call of the seagulls could sing a finer melody.

You can still feel the warmth of her pirate smile, shinning bright as she looked at you from over her shoulder.

As the wind picked up you closed your eyes and let the memories of your sweet summers spent with Natasha flash before you. If you didn't know any better, you'd think she was talking to you now. Through the way the wind echoed her whispers of "I love you."

Opening your eyes, the warmth and love of those memories still sprout inside you, even as your met with the sight of the beach's barren winter. She's still here, always with me.

"Maybe you don't have to."

You know better, but you still feel her all around.

[konata-izumi-kinny-writes]

Rescue Bots x Reader romantic hcs

Seperate

[A/n: I know its weird that i like these four. Shish.]

Anyways here yall go.

Heatwave

Beeg frumpy man

Literally just picked you up and said, "I love you. You're mine now." And walked off with you

Hes a tsundere at first but grows softer the longer you're with him.

Fr he needs someone who'll listen to him rant or smth without making fun of him

Give this big boi a hug

He'll be confused, but he'll grow to like it

Kiss the big man.

He got BIG soft lips, well, big compared to you but you get the point.

You may be wondering how the flip they're soft.

The answer is, 'a flip ton of bendy cords and fuel lines layered with some memory foam and waterproof carbon fiber cloth' (same goes for the others)

Another thing you can do is pepper his face plates with kisses

Automatically starts blushing.

VERY protective and lowkey jealous

He carries you around like a baby. Theres no reason for it, thats just what he does. If Kade has any snarky remarks to say about it, you bet Heatwave is gonna clap back with something better.

Treats you like glass.

You're just so teeny tiny compared to him and he doesn't want to hurt you.

He'll feel absolutely terrible if he does.

Despite all of that though, he does generally treat you like a normal person. As well as letting you have your own life.

Do NOT make self deprivating jokes around this dude. For multiple reasons.

1, they make him stressed and sad (he won't admit that hes sad in front of the others tho)

2, It automatically triggers him to be even MORE protective

3, Heatwave will aggressively tell you how much he loves you and how pretty/handsome you are

For example,

'*Squishes your face with his fingers*, "Shush. You're fragging amazing. Say anything like that again, and i'm snuggling you for the entire godamn day."'

He doesn't yell at you though. Just has an aggressive tone.

He does the same for any insecurities you have too.

Oh, and he means every word he says when it comes to his bellicose praises.

"...I warned you, Dear."

*proceeds to pick you up in his hands and lay down somewhere while holding you against his chassis*

LOTS of kisses. Like for real you'll be out of breath when he's done with you.

It doesn't end there either.

He sometimes puts you in the passenger seat if there's an emergency so he can still keep an eye on you.

Depends on the emergency

He gets angrier than usual if you're the one in danger, he only calms down once you're safe.

Chase

He loves and supports you so much aaa-

He was VERY blunt when he confessed to you

"(Name). Forgive me for saying but I have fallen in love with you, and wish for you to be my conjunx endura. You don't have to feel the same, but you have the right to know."

He was lowkey surprised when you said you felt the same

Chase proceeded to kneel down and pull you into a hug. You responded with hugging him back along with a kiss on the faceplates, the rest is history.

He loves any kind of affection you give him, just don't use sarcasm, he can't pick up on it.

His love language is usually physical touch, words of affirmation, and quality time

Chase only wants three things from you throughout this relationship.

Your happiness, your affection, and your safety.

Though he does want to keep you safe he's not really overprotective.

He insists on carrying you if you're somewhere where one of them could step on you.

You used to go on patrol with him...

Until you almost got merc'd by a haywire lawn mower.

Since then you stay at base, and he always looks forward to seeing you run up to him when he gets back.

Hes not a fan of scary movies, but he'll be fine if you're holding his hand or hugging him.

Bring an inhaler, you'll need it for how much he'll make you laugh

At this point he's still trying to learn human culture... that (un)fortunately includes slang

"(Name), look. I have acquired an 'annelid on a string'"

"Dearest conjunx, what is 'Goated with the sauce' and why does a caprine have a condiment?"

"(Name), what does it mean to 'simp' for someone?"

Whether you feed this fire or not is up to you.

Pet names include; Dearest, Honey, Love, My Light, My Conjunx Endura, ....scrinkle (I'm not sorry)

Despite the mixups with slang, hes still pretty damn blunt.

Not to mention, even with how monotonous Chase is pretty romantic when hes talking to you.

This means that you can tell that he's being honest whenever he starts whispering sweet nothings to you.

And Chase mean everything he says.

And he always looks you in the eyes when he says one specific line, just so you know he really means it.

"I love you"

Blades

Oml hes so friggin nervous.

He didn't confess to you... Kade did

He heard Blades talking to Dani about you so he decided to mess with him.

"HEY (NAME), BLADES TOTALLY HAS A HUGE CRUSH ON YOU!!"

"NO I DON'T, SHISH!!!"

He only admitted it once you said you felt the same

"...you do!? This isn't a cruel joke right?... I.. love you too."

He leaned down and gave you a kiss on the forehead

HES SO SWEET TO YOU

Lots of snuggles, hand holding, kisses, hugs, carrying you around, you name it!

Flip, he loves touching you in general.

You're just so squishy compared to his kind, he can't help but be enamored

Big touch-starved snugglebug

He likes watching tv with you on his chest

Sometimes the baking shows he comes across motivate him to bake something for you.

Half the time its good, half the time it isn't.

Pet names are; Sweetie, Honey Bunny, Cupcake, Lil Squisha, and My Spark if he's feeling really romantic

Don't yell at him please :(

He will be more anxious and sad if you do.

Its enough from others, it hurts more if its from you.

Unless you're happy and excited. He'll be yelling with you.

Very protective and jealous

He isn't too overbearing with it though

Hes just nervous and scared

Nervous about something/someone hurting you, and scared that someone will take you from him.

Thats why he doesn't take you with him on missions, even with how much he misses you.

Please comfort him when hes scared, he REALLY needs it.

Blades loves your laugh so much

He'll find the cheesiest jokes to say just to get the smallest noise out of you.

He'll be very impressed with whatever talent you have, and will try his best to support you.

KISS THE BEEG NERVOUS BOIBOI

He needs it... badly.

Will immediately turn blue and get extremely flustered, but he loves it and won't stop you

He gives you little trinkets he finds at random... well, they're little to him.

"Y/N! I got something for you :3" *Proceeds to place the biggest tumbleweed you've ever seen right in front of you*

Sometimes, Blades legit out of nowhere picks you and and carries you somewhere where nobody else is around

He proceeds to lay down and put you on his chest

Totally peppers your face in kisses before looking you right in your eyes and saying how much he loves you.

"I love you so much, Honey bunny. You're my little cupcake and i won't give you up for anything or anyone. I promise."

Boulder

Hes so sweet to you

It took some encouragement and advice from Gram for him to confess to you, but he did it!

He went out and picked a bouquet for you too

He sat down criss cross applesauce and told you how he felt after taking a deep breath.

"(Name)... I have.. developed some strong feelings for you.. romantic ones. You don't have to say yes, but i still want to ask.. will you please be my love for life?"

You of course said yes and gave him a hug before he could even give you your bouquet

He closed his eyes and returned the hug, all the while rubbing your back.

Dates at the zoo are a must. Obviously. Like cmon now. This is Boulder we're talking about.

Will bring you random plants and animals and ask if he can keep them

If not that, then he'll pick flowers and other plants for you. Ofc he makes sure theyre not spiky.

He paints for you.

GIVE HIM SMOOCHES

Theres nothing he loves more than your lips

Well- he loves your tummy too.

Its a tie

ANYWAYS-

SNUGGLE THE BIG HIMBO HE NEEDS IT

(They all do but you get the point)

Like Heatwave, he carries you like a baby. But he just does it because he thinks you're cute.

Like for real, to Boulder, you're the cutest little fleshy he's ever seen.

Until he sees a baby.

He looks at you with the most "🥺" expression ever

"[Name]-"

"No we're not having a baby, bubbas. Sorry"

"🥺"

His pet names for you are; Dearest, Bunny, My Flower, Small one, Sweetie, Dove, Angelfish, Wifey/Hubby/Lovey (whichever you prefer or identify as)

He loves you, but no. You can't go w him on emergencies.

Literally on the verge of tears if you're the one in danger

If that happens, prepare to be snuggled for 3 days straight.

[catbountry]

It's been a year since the premiere of Trigun: Stampede. The series, despite the fears of the fans of the '98 anime, actually turned out really good; Yasuhiro Nightow is a big superhero comics nerd, and wanted to have this new anime adaption be an adaption similar to the adaptions of the MCU, back when those movies were consistently enjoyable, and I daresay a bunch of the people watched Trigun probably were either already anime fans, or they were nomad fans who may have been really into the MCU at one point.

I have a lot of thoughts on an American perspective on Vash the Stampede as a character, with a lot of comparisons to American comic book superheroes. And while Trigun wasn't my first anime, I was hooked on it, as someone who grew up around Batman and Spawn's 90's popularity. During my first Otakon in 2001, I must have seen a dozen Vash's and Wolfwoods. I remember the year there was a Wolfwood cosplayer whose Punisher gun was shaped like the Star of David instead of a cross, making him a rabbi. That shit was amazing. The larger point is that I've loved this character for more than half of my entire time being alive, and I haven't seen a lot of discussion of Trigun viewed from a more political lens, and why it resonates so much with Americans (or at least me, who is an American) in particular

Buckle up, kids, this is gonna be long and rambly.

There was a period of time where I watched nearly every single new MCU movie in the theater. It was exciting seeing adaptions of comic books that would have probably never gotten a movie before the success of The Avengers. And I don't think it's a mistake that the most comic book-y of the movies are usually the best; Guardians of the Galaxy and its sequel remain as probably my favorite MCU movies. Nightow was working directly with the studio making a new Trigun anime and reportedly got the crew to watch a bunch of Marvel movies to set the tone for the anime as an adaption; it's why Vash got a completely new redesign that freaked all us old fans the fuck out. Though it appears that once again, Trigun tried and failed to get that massive Japanese audience that most successful anime have. But boy, oh boy, do us westerners fucking love Trigun, especially us Americans. Nightow's love of superhero comics bled into Trigun, and it just so happened that he was incredibly influenced by Spawn, Hellboy and Batman as much as he was influenced by Akira Toriyama and mechanical art. McFarlane Toys released a Vash figure that is McFarlane'd the fuck up. Nightow loves all superhero comics but especially the Blade trilogy.

Just look at this and imagine being 13 years old and seeing this on a screen for the first time with the instrumental hard rock opening.

Also, I wouldn't actually get around to reading Spawn until I was an adult, but you know what? It's pretty good. The writing is definitely weaker than the art, but holy shit, that art goes hard and I still think that shit's cool as fuck.

As stated before, around the early 2000's Trigun was considered peak anime, though it's been more overlooked in recent years in favor of Cowboy Bebop, an anime that has aged gracefully by comparison. But while Bebop has that sort of timeless cool and level of quality that drew the attention of filmmakers like the Wachoski sisters, Trigun has that very specific kind of adolescent sense of coolness that comic book fans get, especially back in the 90's before this sort of thing would be smothered to death by MCU's Joss Whedoning of superheroes. Spawn, Hellboy and Batman are still cool. And Trigun also has a shitton of guns, obviously, given that Vash being an incredibly OP gunslinger in a world where everybody has guns.

And America loves guns.

I think the contrast of Vash's pacifism while still wielding a gun is extremely interesting because it's not something you see very much (I bet if I watched more westerns, I'd have a better idea if this is a trope in them at all). Batman does not use guns and doesn't kill people, which is why there's still discourse around Tim Burton's Batman films to this day still; I don't think Kevin Smith has budged on this. Other more morally grey superheroes will use guns (by this definition I'm counting The Punisher even if he doesn't have any superpowers, unless you count severe PTSD as a superpower). And a lot of them had huge surges in popularity in the 90's around the time Nightow was making Trigun. Vash posed like Batman or Spider-Man looking brooding (like the gif above) happens a lot in the earlier issues even though that's not really his character.

Several years ago, there was an attempt by a conservative thinktank to discredit a bunch of Hollywood actors saying that gun violence in America is a serious issue and contrasted their statements scenes of them shooting guns in movies, but if we're being real here, gunplay in movies can be really fucking cool. Again I invoke The Matrix, or movies by Robert Rodriguez and John Woo. Look at video games, and compare the decline in violent crime that's been happening here since the 70's and 80's, as culture warriors bemoan movies and video games for becoming more violent. Remember when Wayne LaPierre, vice president of the NRA, brought up fucking Splatterhouse as a reason why Sandy Hook happened? Do you know what Splatterhouse looks like?

It looks like this.

You know how these guys constantly say the only way to counter a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun? Usually, the inference is that if the "good guy" with a gun shoots, he's shooting to kill. Deadpool and the Punisher would shoot to kill. But Vash is constantly trying to avoid it. And I remember as a teenager finding that really cool? And the manga and anime don't shy away from how impractical Vash's pacifism is. It's a bit more realistic than Steven Universe's ending, but also Steven Universe was made for children.

I know Avatar: The Last Airbender is often invoked when criticizing Steven Universe's philosophy, but I haven't really seen Vash's similar philosophy criticized in the same way, and I think a lot of that has to do with the presence of Wolfwood, who is the "I think we're gonna have to kill this guy" guy. I'm honestly surprised I haven't seen art of this yet. I may have to get on that. I already drew Vash horrified at the Trolley Problem.

Vash is a character designed with maximum coolness in mind, but also an overpowered being who is capable of killing millions, and in the anime, he somehow destroys July City without killing anyone directly, but the destruction of the city led to a bunch of people dying. He's so deeply committed to not wanting to kill anyone that he's probably killed more people than he would have if he just shot Knives. The best Batman stories acknowledge that Batman's refusal to kill Joker has similarly results in the deaths of people Batman could have prevented if he killed one guy, and this could also apply to Vash's relationship with his brother Knives, who was kind of destined to be a mass murderer with a name like that, let's be real.

Online, we tend to joke about bringing out the guillotines, or justify not feeling an sympathy for billionaires who die in a sub trying to view the Titanic. But if you were given a gun and a real human person begging for their life, what would you actually do? Do you honestly think that you would be the ethical Death Note user?

Vash has guns but he chooses not to kill people; he prefers to not even use them unless he has to, instead opting to run away and look cool doing it somehow.

He really, really doesn't want to kill people. He doesn't become numb to people dying. It hurts him every single time he watches someone get killed. In reality, most of us that aren't sociopaths would be distressed at the thought of killing someone. The only reason armies in real life work is that they become inoculated to the idea of violence and dehumanize the enemy. Vash is no soldier. He is idealistic, he is empathetic, and he sees every human being as a person worthy of life. Batman refuses to use guns, as that's how his parents were killed in front of him. Vash has to use guns in order to protect people from getting killed. He has the ethics of Superman but the tools of a comic book antihero. He's the logical conclusion of an shonen anime protagonist in a world that chews up anyone with that kind of optimism and hope and spits them out. And yet... he still keeps going. He remains committed. He's still cheery, goofy, lovable Vash.

Batman used to kill people, in the earliest comics. With the Comics Code Authority, no superheroes could kill people. In the 80's, comics were getting darker and edgier, taken more seriously. While Alan Moore's Watchmen delved into the moral complexities in a world with superheroes that was similar to ours, Frank Miller was keeping Batman consistent, even as Gotham got darker and uglier.

Batman is a vigilante. The police can be helpful or they can fuck up everything, depending on what's needed for the story. In Batman Year One, there's a scene where Batman crashes a party attended by the elites of Gotham, politicians and mobsters mingling.

Seeing this during the Bush presidency blew my mind. I don't want to get into just how perfectly the members of his administration seemed to resemble a rogue's gallery of sorts with the shared goals of making a lot of money and bombing the shit out of Iraq and Afghanistan. I was extremely anti-war even before the 2000 election as a very opinionated 14 year-old watching, Jon Stewart on The Daily Show and feeling relieved that a grown-up was able to see through all the bullshit; it helps when the guy who's against the war and killing people is funny. I remember writing in my diary at 12 years old after Columbine happened that I wanted to take all of the guns and melt them down in a pot, similarly to that scene in Superman IV where he throws the entire world's nuclear arsenal into the sun. But also that same year I would fall in love with The Matrix... and not long after that, Trigun.

Again, we come back to the idea of someone using a gun, a weapon designed to kill people, and using it in pursuit of the exact opposite. That resonated with me. I myself was very idealistic, and the political climate of my teenage years seemed to do almost everything to stamp that out of me. Things feel just as fraught two decades later, but in slightly different ways. Pacifism is looked down upon, as indicated by the backlash to the ending of Steven Universe, and how one crazy lady called Rebecca Sugar, a Jewish person, a Nazi for writing it that way. But for Steven, things worked out. For Vash? Well, he still has hope somehow, despite everything. I think the fact that he strives to protect human life, even when someone is a complete monster, is admirable in that it cuts to the very basic desire to not see people hurt. But we're also selfish, and scared, and sometimes it's hard to conceive of a solution to a problem that doesn't involve violence. Seeing dead bodies on TV or the internet upsets us, but we're often paralyzed by feeling like we can't do anything, and even if we tried, we'd likely perish in the attempt. We desire revenge, punishment for those who transgress by inflicting violence, and we can rationalize using it against the right targets. Vash the Stampede would have a fucking breakdown dealing with the state-backed violence that's been a part of geopolitics pretty much as long as there have been states and geopolitics. Vash would try and solve the bombings of Gaza with an impassioned plea for both sides to stop fighting before he would somehow wind up making things worse and it would eat away at him inside, no matter how brave a face he puts on as he tries to find some kind of hope in a hopeless situation. And... you know what? I kind of wish more people would be like that. Maybe if there were enough people like that, these sorts of things wouldn't happen in the first place. I wish more people could look at human suffering and feel compelled to try and stop it, not discriminating against one side or the other, trying to understand why people are doing what they do. Seeing anti-war protestors in Tel Aviv brings back memories of protests against the start of the War on Terror, and how hated America was internationally during those years, even when most Americans approved of the war. Michael Moore was booed at the Oscars for condemning George W. Bush and the War on Terror. It's terrifying that those in power want us killing each other and have conditioned us to support it. I want so badly for human beings to come together to just stop the violence, but it feels impossible, like we're destined for failure, like we might somehow make things worse or become worse versions of ourselves full of hatred and ugliness. But we should want to try, even if it's hard or unprofitable or we have no idea how to even do it. Somebody actually dedicating themselves to trying to fight our violent impulses out of love is appealing, and if they're more powerful than use, and can do more... well, I want the biblically accurate angel with every mental illness willing to martyr himself over and over again. But it is more fun when he's Bugs Bunny about it.

[munsonownsmyass]

Quality over Quantity

Billy Russo x reader (aaaand some Frank Castle x reader)

Summary: You miss going to the movies while on deployment. Billy decides to give you a surprise, but it doesn't go quite the way he planned.

Notes: I have no idea how life while deployment is like, so sorry for any errors. But hey, fiction. And in this world Frank haven't met Maria yet. This is the first time writing Frank... and also first time writing a threesome, so be gentle 😅

Also thank you to @thisishellfire for sending this request ❤️

If people like this, I have an idea for a part 2. So let me know 😅🙈

Warnings: Oh God, so many. Fluff, pining, kissing. SMUT! Oral (m and f receiving), fingering (both vag and anal), unprotected sex, anal sex, juices for lube (I know, but I dont think marines carry around lube), double penetration, cock warming. Feelings and more fluff.

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If there was one thing you missed when being away on deployment, it was movies. Sitting there in the dark, eating your popcorn while enjoying a movie. You, Billy, and Frank had talked about what you were looking forward to the most about getting home again. For you, it was a silly little thing like a movie. But that would still be months away. So for now, you were settling for one of Billy’s books.

“Hey there, short stack.” Billy teases as he sits down on his bed opposite yours. Eyes never leaving the book, you just flip him the finger and even though you don’t look, you know he’s flashing you his brightest smile. “Aw, is that how you greet all your friends?”

“Who says we’re friends?” You counter with a smile, eliciting a chuckle from Billy. When he still doesn’t move, you close your book and look at him. “What, Billy?”

“I have a surprise for you.” He’s very excited, practically jumping in his seat. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him like this. You’re about to dismiss him, knowing better than to trust Billy after some of the pranks he’s pulled on you. But when he stares at you with those deep dark eyes, how can you refuse? With a heavy sigh you sit up on the bed.

“Come on.” He holds out his hand and you take it, still confused. He leads you out of your quarters while you make small protests and into one of the abandoned tents on base. “Billy, what are we doin-”

But you stop, speechless at the sight before you. A small, slightly worn couch with some pillows and some crates with a laptop on top. What is this? And where did he even find a couch?

“I know it’s not a movie theater and-” he walks to the couch where he pulls out some water bottles and a small bowl of popcorn and gummy bears. “This is nowhere near as good as the large popcorn you usually devour and the giant soda, but you missed watching movies, so.” He shrugs, smiling softly.

“Billy, I…” You don’t even know what to say. This is really so sweet and so unexpected. Half expecting it’s all just a prank because of what you told him and Frank yesterday, you’re weary about sitting down. Billy, who clearly senses your apprehension, walks up to you, his smile faltering a bit.

“I just wanted to do something nice for you.” He looks away, about to walk out of the tent when you stop him.

“Thank you. It’s really sweet of you. It’s just so unexpected.”

“I can be nice, you know?” He says with a grin, that perfect boyish smile of his that always make you weak in the knees.

“Okay, so…” He sits down, powering up the laptop while you join him. “I borrowed this from Stevenson, but she only have a few movies saved on this one and she has a horrible taste in movies.” Billy makes a horrified face that makes you laugh as he opens the folder. “There’s a chick flick, some drama or that Gray thing. Could be horror.”

When you see one of your favorite films, Dorian Gray, you squeal with joy, only confusing Billy. “Are you kidding me? Dorian Gray? I love that movie! Ben Barnes looks so good in that one.”

You do a little excited dance in your seat, and you can tell Billy have already regretted doing this for you. But as he sees your smile, he just rolls his eyes and start the movie.

It’s barely been a minute before you sigh softly. Billy chuckles beside you, clearly finding it amusing how attracted you are to the man on screen. But you haven’t been on a date in ages, haven’t had sex in months, so could he really blame you?

“He is so cute.” You sigh, stuffing another gummy bear into your mouth. If only there were men like him in real life. Well, the things Dorian does are questionable, but the hotness would be great. Billy shift beside you, causing you to look at him. He actually does look a little like the actor, if he grew out his hair and removed the beard. And well… If he was younger. “You look a lot like him, actually.”

“Oh, so you think I’m cute?” He smirks, nudging your shoulder.

“Oh, shut up. You know you’re gorgeous.”

You don’t even have to look at him to know that shit eating grin of his is there as he is staring you down. You just ignore him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of looking at him again.

28 minutes into the movie is the scene that always leave you yearning. There’s something about the look in Dorian’s eyes that would make you do whatever that man asked of you. Without even thinking, you clench your legs together with a heavy sigh.

“If anyone ever gave me that look, I’d suck their dick in a second.”

“Really?” Billy asks curiously, turning his body slightly towards yours. But you don’t even notice, to focused on the screen. A soft ‘yeah’ leave your lips, the yearning palpable. It’s been months since you were with someone and in this moment you don’t even care if Billy thinks you’re pathetic.

You feel him shift beside you and when you look at him, Billy is giving you the same look as Dorian. Eyes dark with desire, full of promises of all the pleasure to come.

“What are you… Wait, do you want me to…?”

With a smile, Billy starts to unbuckle his pants. You stop him, your hand gently moving his away. Your hand travel along his waistband, unbuttoning his pants with ease. Slowly, you pull the zipper down, your eyes never leaving Billy’s.

Your finger digs under his waistband, pulling his pants down with ease. Billy’s cock springs free, already hard and leaking precum. His dark eyes watch your every move, as you fall to your knees between his legs, gently pushing them apart before your hand grip around the base of his cock.

Billy lets out a sigh, his right hand grabbing a fistful of your hair as you slowly run your hand up and down his shaft. He leans back, his eyes shut in pleasure, as you lick up the length of his cock. His hand in your hair tightens while his free hand grips at the couch, his dark eyes now opens as he focuses on your tongue sliding around the head of his cock.

“How the movie-” Frank’s voice interrupts you and as both you and Billy look to the opening, Frank is rooted in place, shocked over the sight before him.

“Did I tell you to stop?” Billy asks, his voice soft but demanding, his hand in your hair pulling your attention back to him. Well aware that Frank is staring at you, your face turns bright red as you once again focus on Billy’s aching cock.

His body shudders with pleasure as you take him into your mouth, his heels digging into the floor to keep him grounded. You take his cock deeper, drawing a sweet moan from Billy’s lips. Your tongue dance over his heated skin, drool slipping past your lips and down his throbbing cock.

Billy looks to the side, seeing Frank still standing in the doorway, staring intently at the way you work his cock. “Enjoying the show, Frankie?” Billy moans as you take him to the root, his cock hitting the back of your throat.

“Fuck sweetheart.” Frank breathes out, his hand travelling to his cock to adjust himself. His eyes linger on you when you pull back, until only Billy’s tip remains in your mouth, lightly sucking the head. Your eyes find Billy’s, a mischievous grin as you swirl your tongue around his tip.

“Good girl. Sure you don’t want in on this, Frankie?” Billy tears his eyes away from yours, looking into Franks eyes. Swallowing hard, he turns and close the tent door, making sure no one else could enter. Slowly, he makes his way over to the couch, his eyes never leaving your mouth working Billy’s thick length.

Gripping your hair, Billy pulls you off his cock, his free hand caressing your cheek. “You’ve done so good baby. Now, get your ass onto the couch.”

“Wait.” Frank stops you once you’re on your feet, quickly removing your pants and underwear. With the help from Billy, they get you onto the couch, Billy claiming your lips in a heated kiss as Frank kiss down the column of your neck. Working in sync, they remove your tank top and bra, leaving you naked between them.

Billy’s mouth soon joins Franks, peppering kisses on your soft skin. He moves down your body, now his turn to be on his knees in front of you. Placing soft kisses on your inner thighs, he watches as Frank kiss you hard, your hand traveling to the bulge in his pants.

“Why don’t you show Frank how good you are with that mouth, baby girl, while I take care of you?”

Frank unbuckles his pants, making quick work at removing them, revealing his thick length. You grin, tongue running over your lips before placing them around the head of Frank’s cock. He gasps at the feeling, been months since he’s felt the touch of anything besides his own hand. His brown eyes watch you intently as your mouth encircles him, sucking gently.

“Feel good, Frankie?” Billy ask with a smile, as he place a tender kiss on your mound. You gasp around Frank’s cock, moaning as Billy’s tongue lick up your slit. He gives a low growl, and his tongue flicks out to taste her again. His tongue works against her heated sex, tasting, sucking and nibbling on the tender flesh. Billy push two fingers into you, working you open as you suck Franks cock with greed.

Franks hips buck into your mouth, driving his cock deeper into your throat as his hand grips your hair, holding you in place. You gag around his length as Frank continues to thrust into your mouth.

“Fuck, baby doll.” He gasps, his eyes closing in bliss at the feeling of your warm tongue on his cock. “So good. You’re so good.”

You moan out loud, having never felt this good before. Billy’s fingers keep hitting that sweet spot inside you and his talented tongue helping, bringing you closer to the edge. Frank’s free hand cups your cheek, caressing you as he whispers soft praises over how well you take his cock.

It only takes a few more flicks of Billy’s tongue before you come, Billy’s name falling from your lips as you come undone. He works you through it, kissing and licking softly as you come down from your high. He looks at Frank, the two of them exchanging a smile.

“You’re doing so good, sweetheart.” Frank praises, his thumb rubbing your cheek in soothing circles.

“So perfect.” Billy follows, kissing your thighs before looking up at you.

“B-Billy…” You whimper, your breathing still strained. Billy’s hands caress your thighs, his lust blown eyes locked with yours. “What is it, baby?”

“More.” You pant, your pleading eyes darting between Billy and Frank. “I need more…” You whisper. Billy’s eyes widen and he looks at Frank with a smile.

“What do you say, Frankie? Should we give her what she wants?” Billy get up off the floor, kneeling on the couch beside you. His pants hand loose on his hips, his throbbing cock begging for attention. but he tears your gaze away, looking into your eyes as he gives you a soft kiss. “You want us both, sweetheart?”

“Yes… Please.” You whimper. Billy sits down on the couch, pulling you in to straddle his lap. Frank walks up behind you, brushing the hair away from your neck, placing soft kisses on your shoulder and neck. Billy’s hands squeeze your hips gently, pulling you closer against his erection.

With just a glance, Billy and Frank come to an agreement. Frank’s fingers gather some of your juices, one of his thick digits pressing against your tight hole. You gasp at the feeling, but soon forget as Billy start rubbing your clit. As Frank continues to work your ass open, Billy makes sure you feel good and relax for them. You come hard, his soft-spoken praises in your ear once again bringing you over the edge.

“What do you say, sweetheart? You ready for us?” Billy asks tenderly, his smooth voice causing you to shiver. Frank’s hands caress your hips, waiting for you to speak. They patiently wait for you, not wanting to move before you do. You nod, cheeks flushed red as you feel both men’s gaze on you.

Frank leans in, his breath ghosting over the soft skin of your neck, placing a soft kiss just below your ear, before he hums. “Words, sweetheart.”

“Y-yes. Please.”

Delicately, almost like they’re afraid you’ll break, Billy lift you up, lining his weeping cock up at your entrance. Slowly he lowers you onto his aching length until he’s fully sheathed in your velvety heat. You shudder above him, gasping as his thick cock stretch you open.

“Fuck, Billy.” You gasp out his name, bracing yourself against him as he pulls out and thrust back into you. Lost in the feeling of him, you forget about Frank until he chuckles softly behind you, patting your ass playfully.

“You forgot I was here, beautiful? Does Billy’s cock feel that good?” He nipples at your ear, causing your skin to break out in goosebumps. Your whine is all the confirmation they need, a happy smirk forming on Billy’s beautiful face. Billy gestures to Frank, pulling you closer to make more room for him. Frank takes the hint, gathering up some of your slick and his own spit, wetting his cock.

“This may hurt, sweetheart. Just breathe.” He coos, lining his cock up at your tight entrance. You tense for a second, but forget it all when Billy claims your lips in a passionate kiss. His finger on your clit distracts you, making you relax as Frank push the head of his cock inside.

You whimper as Frank push in slowly, taking his time. Billy leaves a trail of kisses down the column of your neck, whispering softly in you ear of how good you are while Frank caress your back, easing into you. With some patience, Frank push himself all the way to the hilt, growling as he bottoms out.

It’s all too much, both of them fully sheathed in you, their throbbing cocks stretching you open. Billy’s fingers still dance over your clit, their free hands caressing your curves.

“You okay there, baby?” Billy ask, his eyes fixed on your even though they are closed from pure bliss. With a barely audible yes that makes both men grin, they start moving.

Moving in sync, the men breathe hard against you, both of them thrusting into you faster. You’ve never been more full, more satisfied in your life. Throwing your head back against Frank, he kiss your neck, fucking you harder.

“Nah, Frankie. She’s mine.” Billy breathes out, thrusting deeper as he cups your cheek, pulling you in for a passionate kiss. You moan against his lips when suddenly, another wave of pleasure wash over you. With Billy’s name on your lips, you come harder than you’ve ever done before.

Billy feels another wave of pleasure at how vulnerable you look. Usually you’re strong, independent and feisty. But now, in this moment, you look so small, delicate. Completely at their mercy and honestly he’s never wanted you more. Your cheeks flushed, eyes clouded with lust and tears in the corners of your eyes from the sheer pleasure you feel from them both.

“Fuck!” Frank grunts from behind, gripping your hips so hard its sure to leave bruises as he buries his cock in you, spilling his hot seed in you. The sight of Frank’s face torn in pleasure and you moaning out their names in bliss, is too much for Billy. He throws his head back as he gives in. He comes hard, filling you with his cum as your name spill over his lips.

You stay like this for a moment, only the sound of your shared breathing filling the tent. You’re slumped against Billy, his cock still throbbing inside you, as Frank stand panting behind you, hands loosing on your hips. When Frank pulls out slowly, you open your eyes only to see Billy with his shut with the biggest smile on his face.

When he opens his eyes, his dark orbs find yours. His eyes are softer now, the way he’s looking at you different than before. But even though you secretly like Billy, you dare not hope, knowing how he is with women.

But what you didn’t know was that for the first time, Billy truly saw you. Your cheeks red, eyes still unfocused and your hair a mess. But most of all he saw your smile. God, you’re truly beautiful. Your eyes find his, softer whenever you look at him than with anyone else.

Sensing the shift between you and Billy, Frank picks his pants up from the floor, the action causing both you and Billy to look at him. Suddenly you feel guilty over the attention you’ve given Billy, never wanting Frank to think he wasn’t wanted.

“Frank, I-”

“No need to worry about me, baby.” He give you a boyish smile as he close his pants, closing the gab between you. “I still had fun.”

Giving you one last soft kiss, he begins to walk away, but turn hallway to the tent opening. “Besides… I got this girl at home I’ve been wanting to take on a date. Quality, you know.”

He gives Billy a little wink, before he walks out of the tent, leaving you and Billy alone. That’s when you realize you’re still naked and his softening cock still is inside you. Suddenly you feel very exposed, the confidence from before gone and left only the insecurity you’ve always felt around Billy. You know you’re nothing like the girls be brag about from home. But the smile on his face gives you hope that maybe, just maybe, you’re not just another notch in his belt.

“Even though it didn’t go as I planned, I hope you still like the surprise.” Billy says, gently brushing your wild hair behind your ear.

“I did.” You chuckle, running your hands down his chest, to the little scar on his belly. “What did Frank mean by quality?”

He just smiles, grabbing one of the blankets beside him, wrapping it around your shoulders. Pulling you into his embrace, he kiss you softly before letting you rest against his chest. “Just something Frank told me the other day. And I think I know what he was talking about now.”

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[sanssiii]

𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙣 ── headcanon (m)

➺ pairings: boyfriend!san, gender neutral reader

➺ ratings: fluff mostly, comedy, suggestive/mature/18+

➺ warnings/disclaimers: explicit content under the cut, this is purely fictional and is made for entertainment purposes only, purely imaginative, mwah <3

➺ a/n: this is for anon ~ !!! tysm for requesting, again omg ilysm, i hope you like it <33

alright alright where to starttt

san as your boyfriend is definitely a handful

mostly because your hands should be full of him

physical touch and quality time >>>

hold his hand, give him kisses, play with his hair, HUG HIM SO TIGHTLY FOR US ALL PLS

definitely one for late night talks

“hey baby, are you sleeping?” “oh, nothing, i just saw this thing–“

speaking of…. would definitely be the “this reminded me of you” type of guy and would give/show you something random

calls you cute stuff like “weirdo” or “silly”

makes you playlists and sends you his selfies

begs you to send your selfies too cause he loves to look at you (and tbh show you off too)

likes to hear your voice too and he sends you voice notes while you’re sleeping or whenever he wakes up

“look at my baby” and “my love… you’re so perfect”

big on pet names btw

“my flower” “cutie” “my love” “my sweet/pretty/handsome *blank*”

shows genuine interest when you talk about something you like and you can literally see the way his eyes would light up while listening

says he loves it when you talk about things that make you happy and that it makes him happy ahhh DEAD MY TURN WHEN

is such a good listener !! and will make sure you’re okay before anything else

also is honored if you open up to him bc trust?? yes 👏 loves it, give him more of it

would also probably admire that about you just bc i see him as the type who struggles or has struggled with that a little bit

would love going on small dates !! like little picnics and walking in the park or something

take him to an animal cafe !! i see him really loving that lol

tells you all about his day; what he ate, what he did, what he saw!! everything (how many breaths he took–) and would wanna know all about yours too

thinks about you always and makes sure you know

omg and the affection wars???

“i love you more” “no i love YOU more” “no i love you most” “no i-“

or just “i love you more than…”

not just the “i love you” but the “i miss you” too

imessage games !! and would win them all and laugh pFT but it’s okay cause he’ll just give you kisses

sometimes just wants to lay in bed though and stay there with you and you better stay there with him too smfh

“babe, don’t leaveeee, come backkk” and “leave it, we’ll do it later, just let me hold you/just hold me”

or lol “i missed you, my love” and you go “?? we literally live together” and he says “yeah but you went to the bathroom 😩”

likes to watch while you do things (like if you can cook… he’ll just hover and observe and just talk with you)

lol might even watch you sleep too🧍‍♀️

would love it if you watched him while he did things too and give him compliments, just boost his ego cause he deserves it anyway

attention whoreeee ~

okay,,, i don’t know how big he’d be on gift giving or receiving

BUT i’m certain that the gifts he’d give are sooo so thoughtful?? and creative!!

would love to watch movies/shows and play games together

just basically will be someone you can nerd out with omg

also go get ice cream with him pls or i will 😤

mmm okay now if there was an argument??

would try his best to remain calm bc doesn’t want to make things worse

would hear you out to the best of his ability and would most definitely give his opinion as you would give yours

really doesn’t like being upset and certainly doesn’t like you being upset

that being said, would want things to be resolved asap

and that’s why honesty and trust is important to him

he just wants to make sure the both of you are happy and if there’s ever a moment where one upsets the other, he would like for the both of you to communicate about it in the best way possible

and i think that’s something that would definitely take time bc as i’ve said, i think he may struggle with that juuuuust a little

mm i don’t see him being the type to be irrational when he’s angry

i think he’d very much be the “what goes around comes around” type of person and would definitely want to match energies

so like hey, if you scream he scream

but still, never would be intentionally harmful

either way, i just think he’s very considerate still, and ofc we all have our selfish and oblivious tendencies so just… ✨communication✨

it’s very very important

okay okay so under the cut here will be the NSFW part, READERS PLS USE DISCRETION TY MWAH <33

okay, big on him being switch/vers

but i think he’d really enjoy being topped

DON’T GET ME WRONG THO

i feel like he’d be fine either way as long as you’re getting pleasure,,, bc that’ll give him pleasure

i think at first tho he might seem shy

and then once you two are past the shyness it’s like a bomb and he’s… such a tease

knows exactly what to say and do to get you worked up and then tease you for it like he wasn’t doing it on purpose LMAO

likes to ask you what you’re comfortable with and what you’d like him to do tho

“tell me, baby, what do you want me to do? hm?”

or or orrrr “oh? do whatever you want with me.”

doesn’t mind initiating but when you do it he gets all flustered hehe how cute (CALL HIM CUTE WHEN HE DOES CAUSE IT’D GET WORSE HAHA)

also very much links intimacy with love and believes you can’t have one without the other

OR very much believes that it won’t be nearly as good and enjoyable if there is no love

see him being pretty private too… but i think teasing each other in public would get him excited and make him feel embarrassed/humiliated BUT IN A GOOD WAY DW

lingerie/dressing up?? yes yes yES 👏 heh give him a strip tease too

would love praising you

and i mean he COULD degrade you too if you really wanted it, but i think he’d rather give you praises and softness

degrade him tho. like actually. he’ll be on his knees and happily so.

would love to edge himself too

ugh edge himself and overstim you !!!

very romantic tho btw

would kiss you everywhere and tell you how beautiful and perfect you are and how much he loves you

enjoys marking too, giving and receiving cause yk,,,, “you’re mine and i’m yours, right, my love? say it for me?”

would for sure have a sex playlist lmao (i thought of the stupid reddit guy but pls it’d actually be good music i swear 😭)

loves hearing you moan tho and is mmm on the more vocal side, i would say

and although deep moans are hot, i think his would be pretty high and whiney ?? STILL HOT THO AJDBSJDNNDNS

ugh and his handsss PLS 😩 tell me he isn’t good with his hands

and his hips

and his tongue 😳

very much a good pup heh

YOUR good pup*, sorry–

aaaand i think last but most certainly not least,,, he’d love to make you cum throughout the day oUP—

[ghostchamber]

a taste of rejection

octavinelle boys shoot their shot and miss horrifically (PLEASE twst fandom don’t eat me alive) this little post is very short and kinda angsty so beware. i cant write that well yet ok 😳

characters included: azul, floyd, jade.

azul ashengrotto

of course. he should’ve calculated this. what was he thinking? why’d he delude himself into believing that you’d love him back? he’s such a fool.

self depreciating thoughts like that filled his mind as you continuously apologised for the cold, straightforward rejection. azul can’t help but bite his lip, arms crossed tightly like he was trying to shield himself from you. it doesn’t take long for him to excuse himself, getting up from the arrangement he specially and meticulously prepared for this occasion.

please don’t look at him like that. don’t comfort him, especially after breaking him down. he doesn’t want you to see him. he doesn’t want to see you. despite the storm building up inside him, he can’t seem to stop himself from telling you that there were no hard feelings. he can’t bring himself to support that statement the next day however, when he practically gives you the cold shoulder and stays far, far away. whether or not he allowed himself to cry the night before, you wouldn’t know.

jade leech

ah. a fault on his part. apologies, he should’ve thought more thoroughly before asking something like that of you. to be his lover. …what a silly thing to think, indeed.

jade masks his hurt perfectly and swiftly. not a moment of shock and pain crosses his expression… half a second? that’s a different story. all he knows is that he will never be able to face you the way he used to ever again. his worst fear had come true. you had his unmasked self out on full display, and there was nothing you wanted in him. no qualities you saw in him befitting of a partner. he wonders, maybe you would like him better if he was… ah, no. he knows he mustn’t think like that.

you’ll find that he’s slightly more reserved the next day. he doesn’t even seem to see you as a friend, more an acquaintance. even he can’t hide the drastic change, relying on luck and hoping you wouldn’t corner him about it. jade hates lying to people he loves, so he’d simply have to tell the truth. but a part of him hopes that you care enough to attempt to maintain that special connection you had before. however, another part of him simply wants you gone. hm, he was never the best with emotions… maybe he’d just lie to himself and say that love for you didn’t exist.

floyd leech

…ugh. now he was really in a bad mood. … this wasn’t fair. how come he had to love you, but you saw him as some rowdy guy? this sucks. you suck. no way.. he wasn’t tearing up like some heartbroken fishy.

once again, floyd leech cannot seem to control his emotions. it has always been a… problem with him. everyone avoided him because of this factor, choosing to scramble back from the eel. but you… he thought you were different. you didn’t freak out and scatter like a sardine when he appeared in a hall, instead choosing to greet him if he struck up a conversation. he thought you loved him. or at the very least, liked him. wrong.

you got on well with everyone. of course he had to take that as a sign you were a friend. the cold and harsh rejection you served him was enough to prove he was an idiot, thanks. the emphasis on why he was unloveable was more than enough, thanks. …oh who is he kidding, he wouldn’t fall for someone like that. floyd had been a hopeless romantic ever since he saw that one movie about a couple. deep down inside, he hoped it would be just like that. too bad you knocked that dream out of him so fast, because it’d be a while since he’d call another his little shrimp. floyd doesn’t even leave his room for a while, opting to curl up on his bed and delete the hundreds of photos he took of him and his ‘shrimpy.’